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rim UPPER rms MOINRS, AGONA, IOWA, JANUARY 4.1892 A MASQUEKADE. I t> "Oh, nothing matters," she said, with •„ k ft Soft, Ironical smile as she tossed a bit £?' ' *>f Sugar to Hie cockatoo. i-lr J "Ciulte so," Avas the reply, and he care-, J&V- fully gathered in a loose leaf.of hid 3/- 'cigar. Then, after a pause: "And yet, ' why eo? it's a very pretty world one way and aii other." "Yes, its a pretty world at times." At that moment they Avore both looking out over a part of the World as the i?v JSindobar plains, and it Avas handsome K to the eye, As fur as could be seen was F> , a carpet of floors under a soft sunset. "'' 'The homestead! by which they sat ,was in a wilderness of blossoms. To the left Avas a high rose colored bill, ' solemn and mystvribus; to the right- far off—a forest of gum tress, pink a t ud purple against the horizon. At their feet, beyond the veranda, was a garden joyously brilliant, and bright plumuged birds flitted back and forth. • ' The two looked out for a long time-; • then, as if by a mutual impulse, sudden- turned their eyes on each other. They led, and somehow that smile AVUS not ielightful to sue. The girl said presently, "It is all on the surface." , "You mean that the beautiful birds have dreadful voices; that the flowers are scentless; that lie leaves of tho trees are all oii.edge aud give no shade; that where that beautiful carpet of bios- 'BOUIS is there AVUS a blazing quartz plain six mouths ago, and there's likely to be . the same again—that, in brief, it's prcfc- ' ty, '"\AJi"JH)110AV." He made a slight, fantastic gesture, as though mocking himself for so long a speech, and added, "Heally, I didn't prepare this little ora- R tionV , 1 -. Sho nodded and then suld, "Oh, it's ?\not so hollow—you would not call it ' lint exactly—but unsatisfactory." "You have lost your allusions, Miss "WhichVould disturb you, make you own soul, did you feel at the critical restless, cause you to neglect your work, | moment that life would be horrible and empty without me?" "I thought only of saving you," he fill you with regret, and yet all too late —isn't that It?" ' • "You read me aecxu-ately. But why touch your tones Avith satire?" "I believe I read you better thiiu you read me. 1 didn't mean to be satirical. Don't you knoAv that Avlint often seems irony directed toward others Is in reality dealt out to ourselves? Such Irony tis was in my voice was;for myself." "Alid-AA'hy for yom-s'elf ?" lie asked quietly, his eyes full of interest. He was cutting the end of u fresh cigar. "Was it" (he was about to strike'a niateh, but puased suddenly) '''because you had thought the same thing?" She looked for a moment as.though she would read him through said honestly. "Then I Was <ltttlc right,. You will never have any regret," she suld. "I wonder?" he added sorrowfully. ' But the girl was sure. .The regret was hers,'though he never knew that. It is a lonely life on the dry plains of NIndobar. COMMON THIEVES. VWI ' "''A'And before that occurred you hud . lost yours, Mr. Tom Sherman." "Do I betray it, then?" He laughed not at all bitterly, yet not Avith singular cheerf uhicss. , "And do you thing that you are possessed of such acuteuess, then, and I"— She paused, raised her eyebroAVS a little coldly aud let the cockatoo bite her nnger. "I did not mean to be egotistical, believe me. The fact is I live my life alone, and I never hear any remarks upon myiself. I AVUS interested for the moment in knowing something of IIOAV I appeared to others. You and I have been tolerably candid with each other since AVC met, for the flrst time.three days ago. I knoAV you Avould not hesitate to say what was in your 'mind, and I oj-k out of honest curiosity. One fancies one hides one's self, and yet— you see!" "You are forgiven of course Do you find it pleasant then to be cdidid and free with some one?" "Why Avith me?" She looked him frankly In the eyes. "Well, to be more candid. You and I know the world very well, I fancy. You were educated In Europe, traveled. enjoyed—and suffered." (The girl did not even blink, but Avent on looking at him steadily.) "We have both had our hour with the world; huA'e learned many sides of the game. -We haven't come out of it without scars of one kind or another. Knowledge of the kind is expensive." "You wanted to say all that to me the flrst exeuing we met, didn't you?" There Avas a smile of gentle amusement on her face. "I did. From the moment I saw you I knew that we could say many things to each other 'without preliminaries.' And to be able to do that Is a great deal." "And It is a relief to siiy things, Isn't It?" "It Is better than \vrittlng them, though that is pleasant, after its kind." "I have never tried writing—as AVO the bottom of It, though, I believe." "Of course. But vanity Is a kind of virtue, too." He leaned over toward her, dropping his arms on his knees and holding her look. "I am very glad that I met you. I intended only staying here over night, but—" "But I interested you in a way—you nee, I am vain enough to think that. Well, you also interested me, and I urged my aunt to press you to stay. You did. It has been A r ery pleasant, and when you go it Avll be very humdrum agaln;^, our conversation, mustering, rounding up bullocks and rabbits. Which is Interesting in a way, but not for long at a time," He did not stir, but went on looking at her. "Yes, I believe It has been pleasant for you, 1 else it hud not been so pleasant for me. Honestly, I don't believe I shall ever get you out of my miud." "That Is either slightly rude or badly ^pressed," she said. "Do you Avlsh, hen to get me out of your mind?" Wo, no. You are very keen, I wish o remember you always. But what I elt at the moment was this. There are nemorles which are always passive and lellghtf ul. We have no Avlsh to live tho cones of which they are oA r er again; ae reflection Is enough. There are oth- rs which cause us to Avish the scenes >ack again, Avith a kind of hunger, and •et they won't or can't come back, I •il&Jvondered of Avhat class this memory ^ ta/iiilrl 1-m " rould be." |lt she was calm. Her A'olce AVUS eA'eii. had Indeed a little thrilling ring of tergy. "You are wonderfully daring," \e replied, "to say that to me. To a iioolgirl It might mean so much. To ft—" She shook her head at him, us ompassionately. Ie was not iu the least piqued. "I I DOB absolutely hottest iu that. I said l&JjJMng.but what J felt. I Avould give much to feel ppjuldent; one day or [wj other— Forgive we, what seems a— K } weje Meal U in»l J lie}- lit, .Not, vVaul ami fun -Nul I * There are other 'thing of which people and can be robbed Avhich are of fully as through; as though, In spite of all their much value as those that attract street candor, there was some lingering tin-' thie,.>s aud burglars; says tho Youth's certainty as to his perfect struightfor- companion; aud there is one kind of rob- wurdness; then, as If satisfied,.sho said at lust: "Yes, but Avith a differenee. I have no doubt which memory It Avlll be. You Avill not wish to be again on the plains of Nindobar." "And you," lie said musingly, "you wll not Avish mo here?" There was no vanity In the question. He was Avouder- ing IIOAV little wo can be sure of what AVO shall feel tomorrow from what Ave feel today. Besides he IUIOAV from Avhnt Ave feel today. 1 Besides he knw that a AA'ise Avoman Is Avlser than a Aviso man. bber Avhose thefts are never ceasing, and yet do not bring him before a judge. The thief is the one Avho steals people's satisfaction and comfort and pleasure fit every turn by giving free play to his sarcastic, grumbling, or slighting spirit on all occasions. _a.'o be sure, he Is his own Avorst enemy.' "What a good concert that'was!" says some enthusiastic uiusic lover, AVUO hud had a (to her) rare treat. "Did you think so?" asked the thief, scornfully. "Why, there AVOS hardly a ticularly. Probably, if we met again here, there would be some Jnr to our "I really don't think I shall cure pur- difficult piece on the program, and all thoso things'.have Jjeen played by lino pianists as uicro bagatelles. I wonder comradeship—I may cull it timt, I sup- t hat the audience sat so patiently." pose?" . | a'heu the enthusiast feels her ardor "Which Is equivalent to saying.that dampened, and is perhaps even a littlo goodby In most cases, aud always In ashamed of It. cases such as'ours Is a little tragical, "j su 't this a pretty glgharn?" says because Ave can never meet quite the another. And it AVUS such a bargain! You same again." kuoAV I have to be economical, and I She Ixnved her head, but did not re- got tu j s f or on i y tAvcuty cents a yard." ply. Presently she glanced up,at him "They are selling them for fifteen kindly. "What Avould you give to have cents a yar(lj UOWi » remarks the thief, A SKETCH FROM LIFE. the past back before you were disil- lusionized? Before you had—trouble?" "I do not want it back. I am not really disillusionized. I think, that AVO should not take our own personal experience and make It a law unto the world. I believe iu the world In spite—of trouble. dryly. "I presume they'll be reduced to ten cents by next week, aud they'll bo dreadfully common tills summer." The pretty gingham goes back into tlie drawer, Avliile its purchaser tries to feel as pleased Avith it as she AVUS before.! 'There!" says the small boy of the You might have said trouble with a wo- family, his cheeks flushedWith triumph, man—I should have said minded." Ho AA'us smoking uo\A r , and the clouds tAvisted -about his face so that only his eyes looked through earnestly. "A woman always makes IUAVS from her personal experience. She has not. the faculty of generation—I fancy that's the word to use." This AVOS her reply. She rose noAv Avith a litle shaking motion, one hand at her belt, and rested a shoulder against a pillar of the veranda. He rose also at once, and said, touching "I've guessed the Iirst live puzzles in my new book, and it's only taken me about an hour!" "I should think that was long enough," says the thief in a biting tone. "They're as simple as A. B. C. I guessed them in less than ten minutes!" So the flush of triumph iu the little puzzler's face gave place to a glow of mortification. There are a great many of these thieves In the world, and the strangest her hand respectfully with his finger thing about them is, that they do not tips, "We may be sorry one day that we did not believe In ourselves more." "Oh, no," she said, turning and smiling at him, "I think not. You will be In England hard at work; I here hard at living; our interests will lie far apart'. I am certain about it all. We might have been what my cousin call 'trusty pals'—no more." "I wish to God 1 felt sure of that, Nellie Ashford." - want what they steal; the good-nature and pleasure and satisfaction that they take from other people they have no way of using. Yet they go on thieving day after day. THE SCARCITY OF MEN. She hold out her hand to him. lieve you are honest hi tills. I i \Vhn Have to Ki»rlv. Tuko of A feature of a ball-room life, which, "I he- ui the eyes of debutantes and chaperone expect' alike calls aloud for redress, Is hi order both of us have played hide and' seek' of discussion here, AVrites Mrs. Burton Avith sentiment In our time, but It'would Harrison in the November Ladies' Home be useless for us to masquerade with j Journal. One hears everywhere the each other; AA'O are of the Avorid, very worldly." j "Quite .useless—here comes your cousin! Now for the actor's game. 1 hope I don't look as disturbed as I feel." "You look perfectly cool, and I kuoAV I do. What an art this living is! That The IJcur l.lttH; Fellow Nev*r Opeucd Ills Mouth. '1 would like to, leave little Willie with you to-day," she said, as she deposited her darling AVitu the neighbor, and trotted away to the dry goods stores, according to the New York Commercial-Advertiser. Willie hadn't been there more than ten minutes tvhen he said: "Pa and ma had a light lost night." "Why, Willie," said the neighbor's wife, prickling up her oars, "you really do not say so, do you?" "Just bet 1 do; nnd say, pa broke a lot, of dishes." "He did, eh?" "I asked ma about it; do you know what she said?" "What did she say?" "She said pa AVUS ns full as a gout. 1 AA'onder Avhat that means, niiyway?" "1—don't know; here Is a lump of sugar for darling Willie boy." "Ma's don't give me sugar. And, say, do you have lights with your pa about | money, too? I was just wondering | about It." "Willie! Willie!" "And. when your pa comes home and says he is tired, what do yott doV "What a question." "Well, ma takes him by the hair and shakes him all over. She says his breath smells a mile. I wonder what that means?" "I really don't IUIOAV; you must not ask me." "And pa gave mo 10 cents the other day to watch the butcher's boy; and he told me to keep my eye on him and see hoAV long ma lenued over the gate talking Avith him." "You darling child! You are so good. Here; here is another lump of sugar." "Yes, and say, ma bought some red stuff the other day for 20 cents, and she put it in a pot, and turned her old biwvn dress a UCAV color. It was so funny. It's the same dress ma tells people she bought at the sale, but she—she—told me not—not to tell." "There, there," crowed the neighbor's Avife gleefully running: for the jam closet; "I Avill give you some nice jnui right away." Just then there Avas a loud rapping at the door. Willie's ma had returned from her trip. It AVUS raining, she said, and she concluded to defer tho trip until some other day. "Oh, Mrs. do Mouse," began the neighbor's wife, "did you enjoy your trip? HOAV sorry I am that it should rain and spoil all your plans!" Then the neighbor's Avif e dreAV a chair and assisted Mrs. do Mouse off with her wraps, in that charming Avay so characteristic of woman, lovely woman. I "What a lovely new dress you have, Mrs. do Mouse," chirruped the nelgh- t bor's Avife, SAveetly, "aud and .do you know, your darling Willie—ah—lie is a jewel of a child!" "What has he been doing now!" said the fond mother, beamingly. "He is so bashful and shy; Avhy, I tried my best, but the dear little fclloAV never opened his mouth AA'hile you wore gone!" Then the cuckoo clock croAved three times, and the neighbor's Avife offered Mrs. do Mouse a cup of tea. then, thinking he had punished him sufficiently, removed his linger from the button and released him irom electrical durance. Tho boy, meantime, had caught a glimpse of Mr. O.'s smiling face at tho window, and Immediately connected him with his own peculiar sensation. He gave vent to his feelings therefore, In an angry threat that no and the boys would "tear the old fence down," and ran off. A few minutes later half a dozen ragged-looking urchins, led by the elcctri fled boy of a few minutes before, were seen approaching the fence, as if with a dctennlnation to tear it down. Mr. C.'s linger sought the electric button. One of the ragmullins put his hands on the fence, and that Instant uttered a shriek of pain and terror. Electricity had caught him. His comrades stopped just long enough f.o see that, the boy was held fast, aud took to (heir heels and deserted in a body. Mr. 0. gave the frightened lad a few words of advice, and then suffered him to depart, says the Youth's Companion. Not a pear was disturbed after that, nor has he since known of a boy's attempting to climb that electrical fence. —Selected. • complaint that a woman, old or young, may not stir from her seat to get supper, or'to-avoid a draught, or to change - places for a better point of view, with out being annexed to the arm of some ' member of tho selecting KOX, for whom she must Avuit, or whistle, to use tlie cousin of mine conies about the boar ancient, pungent phrase. Hani us this hunt tomorow. I can see It in his eye." unwritten law is to tho elders, who sou '.'Shall you join us?" j themselves doomed to dependence on "Of course. I can handle a rifle us 'caUoAV youths, the age, It may be, of Avell as any of you. Besides it Is your their sons, for tlie privilege of crossing but was Icy cold. I started to fill my cup, but one of the Mexicans cautioned me not to drink it* He said it. was 'devil water,' and would make, my head swim and cause my legs to grow weak. I questioned him closely and learned that tlie effects produced tyr he water were very similar to those resulting from the absorption of too much bourbon. He said that tlic Indians drank it for kidney troubles. I thought if it did no worse than • make me drunk T would tackle It, and I did. It. tasted like A very poor qunlity of glndiluted with soapsuds, but was so cold, that, heated as I was, I could not let it alone. I suppose that I must, have drunk nearly a pint of the stuff during the hour we lingered In the vicinity. 1 soon began to feel the effects of it. First I required one mozo to hold me on my burro, then two found it a ditlleult Job. We went into camp, and II pledge you my word ' that for two days and nights I was tile drunkest man ou the North American ' continent. No, sir, I didn't take uny- 1 tiling on tho side. Kill 'em up again, please. No water, thank you. I'm a temperance man. Itye is plenty strong enough for me." CHOICE RECIPES. Souk one-half ounce of gelatine In a teacup till ol cold Avuter; when dis- soh ed add a teacupful of strong Mocha sweetened to taste. Place in a mold and set hi a, cool pluco to stiffen. If not as sweet as liked add sugar before molding. MYSTERY OF REALITY. Cheese Croutons.—Cut slices of stale bread with a round c'utter into cakes, toast them quickly. Put, for iu persons, a half-pound of grated cheese into a saucepan, and a t'oaspoonful butter and ii tablespoonful of tomato catsup; stir over the lire until melted, put a tou- spoonl'ul over the top of each piece of toast, and place on a'napkin. Puss with consomme soup. may a croAVded bit of parquet floor, It Is boubly so to the girls who must wait tho pleasure of these sultans of the hour to rise from the seats Into which their last day here." "Who can tell Avhat toniorroAV bring forth?" he sold. Tho next day the boar hunt occurred. They rode several miles to a little lake „ , , ^ , ^ . and a scrub of brignlow, and dismount-' ^ ml & ht only fraternize with each ing soon hud exciting sport Miss Ash- otllo [' mu cross tho 'f->'°om hand in ford was a capital shot, and was, with-' ha " d ' ,«° in !f s " m)er ^owtee, and bet „ ,. , ' . i to 1 tnnri nil. nimf>f> rnsrenier. without out loss of any Avomanllnoss, a thorough 1 ter , th ™ !lU ' 1dimce , io '^^' ^ thmlt sportsman. Today, however, Uiere AVUS Proclaiming themselves wall flowers something on her mind, aud she was wunt " moiTy set our dl ^ utoutos would not ns alert and successful as usual. Sherman kept Avith her as much us pos- tlmt i be, Uutrauimeled by absurd necessity, the girls who now sit, often grave and their protectors would OMJ1U H1VJ 11J.VJ1.U OHJ IJUVJttliOU lltT «U » L11UL | ., , , . , , , , , ,, , . her cousins, believing she was quite well i then take flight, chirping and chattel- able to tube care of herself, allowed her n - Uk ? a flock of blr ? s> , As ll /«• who to her own resources. Presently, how-. ! ns not seeu the « uull ; tu ™ 1 spectacle of ever, following an animal, ho left a short UiesQ y° im S <*™to™» ^hig buck Iroui distance* behind. On the edge of a littlo conversation with each other, bravely suppressing yawns, wuitlng and gazing with sad eyes upon tho pageant of u dunce which are not u ^ Join because this men are not so plentiful as __ _ ^ the Avomeu. During a recent season of Had" her' inhid" bc"en absoiiitoiy"mtent rev<?lt y m Now York ' •" waS n ° "T" 11 * on tho sport, sho would have full cocked iinon tacldont for sWa whose can-luges It. All at once she heard the tiiud of h « d b( r eu ^\^- We, to be seen retir- feet behind her. She turned swiftly , in S to the dressing-room to wait, because and saw the boar she hud shot bearing I P^ers wore not forthcoming for the upon her its long yelow tusks standing cotillon, \oung fellows, forced by the up like daggers. A sweeping thrust natim ; of thelr employment to keep oarly hours, make no pretence to keop blllaboug she came upon a truculent looking boar. It turned on her, but she tired and it fell. Seeing another ahead she pushed on quickly to secure it too. As she AWnt she half cocked her rule. from one of them leave little chance of life. She dropped upon a knee, swung her up with the mud rush of society after midnight. The oldsters, who have rifle to her shoulder and pulled the trig-1 danced down the generations, with a ger. The rifle would not go off. For uu | llmlted *Wlto of vep y youthful support- instant sho did not understand what was 6rs of tho s^^tory art, cany the burden the trouble. But, with singular presence of mind, she -never lowered her rifle or took her eyes from the beast, but remained immovable. It Avas all a matter of seconds. JSvidently cowed, the animal, Avheu within a feAV feot of her, (swerved to the right, then made as though to come down on her again. But meanwhile she had dlscoA r ered her mistake and cocked 1 her rifle. She SAvif tly trained it on the boar and fired. It AVUS hit, but did not fall, and cnmo on. Then another shot rang out from behind her, : and tile boar fell so near her that its : tusk caught her dress. j Tom Sherman had saved her. i She was very Avhlte when she faced him. She could not she spoke, hpwever, of the ball. IMphUloilu Still Moutlcello, Dec. 28.—Another child in E. O. Bumey's family, living i littlo southwest of tills village, died yester- ' he to death ha the family within a few days, A number of cases are reported about this vicinity In consequence of which tho district schools have been closed. A new case comes to light In the village today. The Spanish delegates to the International monetary conference are authorized to advocate the rehabilitation 1 eUvey coinage; and ;&jr> Balfpur, one consemratty,e lea^t AN ELECTRIFIED FENCE. It I'ruvoH to bn u Torror to CtitH niict Smnll Hoys. A gentleman who lives almost under the shadow of old Harvard's walls, at Cambridge, has for several years employed his leisure "dabbling in electricity," as he expressed it. In his home all the doors, drawers and windows open and shut by this mysterious force. Mrs. C., the gentleman's Avife, declares that she hesitates to touch anything—wen to touch a aii 1 brush—in Ills private room, for four It may be somehow connected Avith a hidden wire, One of his inventions is, unique, and has been the means of affording him und his friends no little amusement. In Ills buck yard uro several fiiio old pear treas, Avhich have sometimes led certain boys in the neighborhood to overlook the distinction betAveeu meum and tiunn. Ttuunlug along the rear of the fruit garden is a board fence, one hundred feet long, perhaps, over which this rouglsh lads were wont to climb whoii they wanted pears, and which, likewise, too frequently formed the stage for concert-giving cats. On the top of this fence Mr. C. tucked strips of zinc, which were connected with tho electric wires leading to the house. By pressing a button a more or less strong charge of electricity could be sent through this zhic, odd sections of Avhich were united to the earth by means of wires. Unsuspecting cuts Avould run along tho fence, and the moment their four feet touched tho non-Insulated zinc an aston isbed feline rose from one to three feet into the air, sometimes to turn a complete somersault, and then to descend Avith all outstretched as if to fly. If the xmlucky cat in falling chanced to hit tho zinc again, the performance was apt to be repeated with variations. Tho instant puss touched solid earth she would utter one shrill meoAV of terror and durt aAvay. One evening during lost fall Mr. C. was sitting in his room. Avhen, chancing to l^ok from the AvlndoAV, he spied a boy hi the act of climbing the fence, uk hands resting on the zinc. Mr. 0. immediately recognized him as one of the purloiners of his pears. He put his finger on the electric button, and the next moment a startled boy jumped backAvard, and tried to let go his hold on the fence. But electricity had set Its grip upon his hands and he was as poAverless to get away as'he would be to thrown down Bunker Hill monument with, a puff of his breath. — "-'--- h_e puBed Ijackwajd., fee Mutlins.—Beat to a light cream 1 tablespoonful of butter; add the yolks of six eggs and bout until light. Measure out one quart of milk aud one quart of flour well sifted. Add these alternately in small quantities to the butter and egg yolk. Add 1 small teaspoonful of salt and the whites of tlie six eggs beater, very stiff. Bake in muilin rings hi a quick oven. Old-Fashioned .Tumbles.—Beat to a light cream one pound of sugar arid one- half pound of butter. Add to this eight e«gs beaten very stiff, flavor to taste and add enough flour to roll out nicely, lioll out In powdered sugar about half inch thick. Cut. in strips; .1oiu ends to form rings. J'^iy them iu flat buttered this; bake in a hot oven. A Green Tomato llelish.—Chop a peck of green tomatoes and let them souk over night in a weak brine. Then drain well and put ou to cook with four good sized onions and two poppers chopped fine, two tablrspoonfuls each of brown cloves, cinnamon and allspice, one-half teaspoonful black pepper, a pint of sugar and a teacupful grated horseradish. Cover with vinegar and cook slowly until vegetables aro very tender; then bottle, or run, us preferred. Oysters on Toast!.—Cook 2 do/.en oysters in their own liquor, until they just begin to curl. Season to taste with salt, pepper, butter, and a little nutmeg if liked. Btut. the yolks of '2 eggs well with a teacupful of milk or cream and stir this Into the oysters. Have ready a half dozen slices of buttered toast; pom 1 Uio oysters over them, and serve while very hot. This method of nerving oysters makes them very delicious. Fine Apple Pudding.—One pound can of pine apple cut hito small pieces hi a pudding dish; sprinkle with a little suyur and let. it stsuid. One quart milk iu a pail set in boiling water; Wet three tablcspoonfuls of lightly sifted flour, mix It witii tho beaten yolks of three eggs, one-half cup of sugar and pinch of salt. Stir this into the scalding milk, stirring it constantly to keep it smooth; when thick remove from the lire and when nearly cool pour over live fruit. Make a meringue of tlie whites of tin; eggs and two spoonfuls of sugar; put this over the top and brown. This recipe makes enough for six persons. Mince Pics.—Tho'mince meat must be nuulo a day or two before it Is to be used. As It will -keep for weeks in u cool place, it is best to make it in quantities.- One pound of raw meat, fat, four pounds of apples, two pound's of stoned raisins, one pound of -flnest raisins left whole, two pounds of dried cur•rants well washed and freed from the stems, one pound of citron, two pounds of brown sugar, two tablespoons of sidt, one tablespoonful each of ground allspice, cloves, cinnamon, tiwo teaspoons of grated nutmeg, one quart of sherry wiue, one pint of brandy, one pint of ider, and one pint of syrup. The solids are flrst chopped fine, nnd then thoroughly mingled with the liquids. Mincemeat must bo kept in a stone jar, the mouth of which is covered with a sheet of paper, moistened with brandy laid beneath a piece of muslin tied into place. Vt'c Should Tliunk llciivrn That AVe Are Not. RcvcatotJ t<t Otiiwlv«H. "If all the little mental compromises with truth and honesty, nnd nil tho peculiar deformities of both evil and good impulses, and all the unconventional facts about tlie very conventional people we know, were faithfully woven into a narrative, or document—call it what you Iwil—we may bo sure that we should fall to ivcoguixe them, and our J'jiihuu would bo no greater than their own they would repudiate both tho qualities and the circumstances," writes Walter Blackburn Hartc in the New England Magazine. "Every man faithfully revealed to himself—we should tihunk heaven this power is limited oven in the greatest genius—would think i the portrait an exaggeration of humun- 'it<y; and yet It is essentially tho province of art 'to hold the mirror up to nature.' A philosophy of living must of necessity be tho most vital philosophy; and indeed it is entirely owing to some strange tradition of ignorance that philosophy is usually supposed to belong exclusively to the curriculum of a university, and to have no utility in everyday life. It w/is, in a degree, the flrst business of the modern novel, as wo hud it from Richardson, to end this divorce of life and philosophy by a compromise, which should unite instruction In an intelliget form with entertainment. There have unfortunately : been multitudes of novels since which were made primarily for entertainment; and so the novel declied to the intelligence of the nursery, and a tradition Jias consequently prown around tho custom of putting baby-talk Into tills form, imtil now many critics resent any departure from nursery standards. But it is only In so far ns the novel embodies some truth successfully that It is useful —possibly great. There are no greater mysteries than the instincts and affections ol mankind, the relations of the Rpirku.'K and the material, life and death, nn'.l their antithesis nud unology; and until tho novelists live exhausted tli" field, which all the systems of moral philosophy and science have fulled to ' exhaust', there is no pressing urgency for them to seek to conjure up a new world, whose mysteries can only be transparent and common-place hi comparison." WINTER SPORTS. He Hud ISacn Kiijoyiug OIKI of Jev.ycj-'s- Soclnl AmuKmnmitH, Texas Sittings: A dude wu'iked into a doctor's office one morning .'ust week, with a patch over his eye, a bandage\ around his head, liis arm in a shiigr. two< yards of flannel around ris neck, a strip of court-plaster across his fuce, an ugly- looklug nose, thick ears split in two places and lame on both legs. "Oreut Aesculapls! what is it?" said the startled doctor. 1 "Aw, doctaw, good mawniuy." ••Heavens! man, what's tlie matter? Been standing up before Slugger Corbett? Cyclone catch you? Grasshoppers settle ou you? Mule kick you? or what?" j "Aw, doctaw, don't mention, 'it. It s makes me t'iahed, don't you know?" "But what's the mutter, mun?" "Aw, dootah, T was'a member, don't you know, of a coasting party luhst ' night' out in .Ters;% don't you know?" DEVIL WATER. Tim Campbell's Kxporicuce with n Mountain Cold OrlaU. Globe Democrat: "Ever get drunk on water?" asked Tim Campbell, as he stood in the St. James annex and Ava,tched the barkeeper mix a cocktail of extra vitality. "You never did? Well, there's Avhere I have the advantage of you. The drunkest; drunk I ever experienced was tlie result of drinking water. I was skylarking around doAvn among the Sierra Madre mountains, looking for a long-lost Spanish mine and waking aualHwuid fool of. myself for thaheJjQpf of hplf adpzew Mexicans, j wjien, $scQvered a Jtytte spring bubbling ; ou$ pj fie 449. ftf j. njpuntaha. Th$ rlv- Tho I-'UHoInotlntr House (Jinvn. Your gown may be the simplest ot cashmere or tlie most magnificent of brocade and velvet, and all minglings of stuffs are permitted because tho house gown is counted as unique in the wardrobe, and upon it Is possible what would be called eccentricities in other toilettes, writes Mrs. Mallon in Ladles' Home Journal. The soft, clinging Henrietta cloths, especially in black— for black is very popular this year, tho suiting that has in it a mixture of silk and wool, silk, satins or velveteen, not to mention real velvet (if one has tho wealth of Croesus) may be used. Frequently the black teat-gowns have a clash of some color on them, again they aro all black, or they are trimmed with coarse lace that may be either white or black. One can have tho white lace put on at flrst, and when one tirea of it the black can be assumed, producing the always refined and most f ojhionalfle effect. Apple Cuke.— Use any good roolne for the cake. Bake In layers, spreading between them a filling made of ope pour apple grated, and mixed with, 'one 'cup of sugar; add a pinch of salt to the beaten white of an egg and flavor, Churn at as Jo,w can

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