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THE COURIER, ALGONA. IOWA, FRIDAY MORNIKG, NOVEMBER 3, 1894 MIGRATION OF THE BIRDS TheCod Who Directs them WM! Not Let Us Stray, tic IVho Guides the Storlc itnd the Wron In Their flight .Standoth In the Shadow Keeping tVatcb Above Ills Own. BROOKITN, Oct. 21.—Rev. Dr. Talmage * ho has left India and is now on his homeward journey, hns selected as the subject for his sermon today through the press, "October Thoughts," his text being Jcre- miah viii:7: "The stork in the hoavou knbvv-eth her appointed time: and the turtle and the crane and the swallow Observe the time of their coming; but my people know not the judgment of the Lord. 1 ' When God would set fast a beautiful thought, he plants in it a tree. When he Would put it afloat, he fashions it into a fish. When he Would have it glide the air, brought down by temptations that ought hot to coma within a mile of reaching tts. Oh. for some of the faith of George Mullet of England and Alfred Cookman, once of the church militant, now of the church triumphant! So poor is the type of piety in the chxlrch of God now that men actually caricature the idea that there is any such thing as a higher life. Molea never did believe in eagles. But, my brethren, because-we have not reached these heights ourselves, shall wo deride the fact that there are any such heights. A man was once talking to Brunei, the famous engineer, about the length of the railroad from London to Bristol. The engineer said, "It is not very great. Wo shall have, after a while," a steamer running from England to New York." They laughed him to scorn; but we have f would that Hannah might take Samuel by the hand, and Abraham might take Isaac, and Bagar might take lahmael. I ask you if those who sat at your breakfaut table this morning will sit with you iu heaven? I ask you what influences you are trying to bring upon them, what example you are setting • them. Are you calling them to go with you? Aye, aye, have you started yourself f Start for heaven and take your children with you. Come thou and all thy house into the ark. Tell your little ones that there are realms of balm and sweetness for all those who fly in the right direction. Swifter than eagle's stroke, put out for heaven. Like the crane 6t the stork, stop not night nor day until you find the right place for stopping. Seated today in Christian service, will you be seated in the sam» pone so far now that we have ceased to . glorious service "when the heavens hav« .laugh at anything as impossible for hu- passed away with a great noise, and thi man achievement.. Then, I ask, is any- elements have melted with fervent heat, do not and the redeemed are gathered around th« IJIMIL itwuiG v cuivu u* JLUCJJ) JL (Lock) thing impossible for the Lord? I believe that God exhausted all his grace in Paul, and Latimer and Edward Payson. I t believe there are higher points of Cnris- tiari attainment to be reached in the future ages of the Christian world. You tell me that Paul went up to the tiptop of tho Alps of Christian attainment. Then I tell you that the stork and crane have found I above the Alps plenty of room for free he molds it into a bird. My text speaks i flying. We go out and we conquer our of four birds of beautiful instinct—the | temptations by the grace of God, and lie down. On the morrow, those temptations rally thelnselves_ and attack us, and by •tork, of such strong affection that it is Allowed familiarly to come, in Holland and Germany, and build its nest over the doorway; the sweet dispositioned turtle dove, mingling in color white, and black, and brown, and ashen, and chestnut; tho crane, with voice like the clang of a trum- j»et; the swallow, swift as a dart shot out of tho bow of heaven, falling, mounting, skimming, sailing—f our birds started by the prophet twenty-five centuries ago, yet flying on through the ages, with rousing truth'undor glossy wing and in tho clutch of stout claw. I suppose it may have been this very seasort of the year—autumn— and the prophet out of doors, thinking of the impenitence of the people of his day, hears a great cry o_ve_rhead. Ndw, you know it is no easv thing for oho with ordinary delicacy of eyesight to look into the deep blue of noonday heaven; but the prophet looks up, and thore are flocks- of storks, and turtle doves, and cranes, and swallows, drawn out in long lines for fliccht southward. As is tfyjir habit, the cranes had arranged themselves in two lines making an angle, a wedge splitting the air with wild velocity, the old crane with commanding call bidding them onward, while the to_wns, and the cities, and tho continents slid under them. Tho prophet, almost blinded from looking into the dazzling heavens, stoops doiyn and begins to think how much superior the birds are in sagacity about their safety than men about theirs; and he puts his hand upon the pen and begins to write: "The stork in the heaven knoweth her appointed times; and the turtle and the crane and the swallow observe the time of their coming; but my people know not the judgment of the Lord." I£ you wore in the field today, in the clump of trees at the corner of the field, you would see a convention of birds.noisy as the American congress the last night before adjournment, or as the English parliament when some unfortunate member proposes more economy in the queen's household—a convention of birds all talking at once, moving and passing resolutions on the subject of migration; some proposing to go tomorrow, some moving that they go today, but all unanimous in tho fact that they must go soon, for they have marching orders from the Lord written on the first white sheet of the frost, and in the pictorial of the changing leaves. There is not a belted kingfisher, or a chaffinch, or a fire crested wren, or a plover, or 'a red legged parted go but expects to'spend ^the.wU'te:— 1>X JJO *"]§, for the apartments ~toSv^__ A'=t°- Adored for them in South An^ " \ Africa; and after thousands^ X.oas Anight, they will stop dn the very trOo'Nv^^re they spent last January. Farewell, bright plumage! Until •spring weather, away! Fly on, great band •of heavenly musicians! Strew tho continents with music, and whether from Ceylon isle or Carolinian swamps, or Brazilian groves men see your wings, or hear your voice, may they yet bethink themselves o£ the solemn words of the text: "The stork in the heaven knoweth her appointed times; and the turtle and the crane and the swallow observe the time of their coming; but niy people know not tho judgment of the Lord." I propose so far as God may help me in this sermon, carrying out the ,idea of the text, to" show that tho birds of the air fliave more sagacity than men. And I be/gin 'by particularizing and saying that rthey mingle music with their work. The most serious iindertaking of a bird's life is ,this annual flight southward. Naturalists jtell us that they arrive thin and weary, «nd plumage ruffled and. yet they go sing- ^irig all the way; the ground, the lower line »«£ the* music, the sky, the upper line of the music, themselves the notes scattered up nnd down between. I suppose their song gives elasticity to their wing, and helps on with the' journey, dwindling 1,000 miles into 400. Would God that we were as xvise as they in mingling Christian song with our every day work! I believe there . i as such a thing as taking the pitch of Christian devotion in the morning, and keeping it all day. I think we might take - *omu'o£the dullest, heaviest, most disagreeable work o£ our life, and set it to tho *une of "Antioch" or "Mount Pisgab.." It is a good sign when you hear a work< s man whistle. It is a better sign when you ' < , 3iear him hum a roundelay. It is a still '. "bettor sign when you hear him sing the v'ords of Isaac Watts or Charles Wesley. > - s ,,A,Yiolin ehorded and strung, if somethine 1 »(., accidentally, strike it, makes music, and I J,r n , suppose there is such a thing as' having V ?<our hearts so attuned by divine grace that yj even the rough collisions of life will make e. a heavenly vibration. I do not believe that " the'p'ower of Christian song has yet bean i Cully tried. I believe that it you could roll 'the "Old Hundred" doxology through the street it would put an end to any panicl 'I ', believe that the discords, and the sorrows, aln^"pUUe,W9rldate.to ? ,b? swept ., Jiefiven. born hallelujahs.' Some one 1 Haydn, the celebrated ' musician, he always composed such cheerful 3. "Why," he said, "I can't do oth- ,' «r\vise. When I think of God iny soul is i,'* so full pf joy that thn notes leap and dance jjfrorn my pen." I wish we might all exult /,.'THelo(Jiously before the Lord. With God i/ tpr owv father, and Christ for our savior, : *'- and heaven for our home, and ansela for 5 future companions, and eternity for a Jjfe- * r > tlpie, wo should strike all the notes of joy. js f Croiag through' the wilderness of this world sVMus rememher that we are on the way to 11 •, ,th.e summery clime of heaven, and from ' ' •-—<--— pppulationsflying through •. U*A j uuuAui^^i * to c*uu t*uuc*i>ih ua> uuu uy the grace of God we defeat them; but, staying tfil the time in tho old encampment, we have the same old battles to fight over. Why not whip out our temptations, and then forward march, making one raid through tho enemy's country, stopping not until wo break ranks after the last victory. Do, my brethren, let us have some novelty ot combat, at any rate, by changing, by going on, by making advancement, trading off our stalo prayers about sins we, ought to have quit long ago, going on toward a higher state of Christian character, and routing out rjns that we have never thought of yet. The fact is, if tho church o£ God—if we, as individuals, made rapid advancement in the Christian life, these stereotyped prayers we have been making for ten or fifteen years would bo as inappropriate to us as the shoes, and tho hats, and the coats wo wore ten or fifteen yours ago. Oh for a higher fight in the Christian life, tho stork und tho crane in their migration teaching us the lesson I Dear Lord, and shall we ever live, At this poor dying rate— Our love so faint, so cold to theo, And thine to us so great? Again, I remark that the birds of the air are wiser than we, because they know when to start. If you should go out now and shout, "Stop, storks and cranes, don't be in a hurry!" they would say. "No, we cannot stop; last night wo heard the roaring in the woods bidding us away, and the shrill flute of the north wind has sounded the retreat. We must go. We must go." So theygather themselves into companies, and turning not aside for storm or mountain top, or shock o£ musketry, over land and sea, straight as an arrow to tho mark they go. And-if you come out this morning with a sack of corn and throw it in the fields and try to get them to stop, they are so far up they would hardly seo it. They are on their way south. You could not stop them. Oh, that we were as wise about the best time to start for God and heaven! Wo say, "Wait until it is a little later in the season of mercy. Wait until some of these green leaves of hope are all dried up and have boon scattered. • Wait until next year." After a whilo we start, and it is too late, and we perish in the way when God's wrath is kindled but a little. There are, you know, exceptional cases, where birds have started too late, and in the morning you have found them dead on the snow. And there are those who have perished half way between the world and Christ. They waited until the. last sickness, when the mind was gone, or they were on tho express train-going at forty miles an hour, and they came to the bridge and the "draw: was up" and they went down. How long to repent and pray? Two seconds! To do the work of a lifetime and to prepare for the vast eternity in two seconds! I was reading o£ an entertainment given in a king's court, and there were musicians there, with elaborate pieces of music. After awhile Mozart came and began to play, and ho had a blank piece o£ paper before him, and the king familiarly looked over his soulder and said, "What are you playing? 1 see no music before you." And Mozart put his hand on his brow, as much as to say, "I am. improvising." It was very well for him, buil oh, my friends, we cannot extemporize heaven. It we do not get prepared in this world, sve will never take part part in tho 'orches- ral harmonies p£ the saved. Oh that, we vere as wise as the crane and the stork, flying away, flying away from the tempest. Some of you have felt the pinching frost )£ sin. You feel it today. You aro not happy. I look into your faces and I know 'ou are not happy. There are voices vithiu your soul that will not be silenced, ;elling you that you are sinners, and that without the pardon of God you are undone forever. What are you going to do, my friends, with the accumulated traris- jressions of 'a lifetime! '.•• Will you stand till and let the avalanche tumble over you? Oh that you would away into the autumnal air, leara always to keep ' ihjldren QtthQ,heavenly klng t rf j^'jouraey, sweetly sing; ,» ijjjgyour savior's worthy praise, Horious.% his works »na way a. , and we 1 waya. »•« Ye are. traveling home to God, v A In tbo way your fathers trpd; pin throne of Jesus? The savior calls, Ye wanderers come, Oh, ye benighted souls, Why longer roam? The spirit calls today, Yield to his power; Oh, grieve him not away, 'Tls mercy's hour. IN A WASHINGTON HOP FIELD. Uncouvontlonalltj-at a. Hop-Pickers' Danc» —The Mastnr of Ceremonies. In the article, In a Washington Hop Field, by Louise Herrick Wall, in thi Atlantip, a hop-pickers' dance is described: On a platform of unplaned boards) raised a foot or two from the ground, they were dancing,— a tangle of figures, seen indistinctly by the glimmer of a- few lanterns that stood near tho rough benches running around the four sidea of the floor. These seats were givcnj over to the women; and tho men stoodl oh the ground, pressing, four or five! rows deep, about the platform. As wej worked our way in among the specta-j tors, a man in shirt sleeves was calling! the figures of the square dance witnj groat energy. He seemed to be muster! of ceremomes, and took the most unselfish delight in finding partners for 1 , the unmated. Now ana then, when the' banjo and fiddle rose into a particularly' irresistible tune, a man would break through the crowd, leap upon the plat-' form, and search out a partner from 1 among'the women. It mattered little, in the dim light, whether she had simply added a white apron to her working dress^ or if she were one of the ypu'ng! girls in cashmere and cotton lace finery. \ Iu the fiddler I recognized the father- of the baby hop picker. I had divined! that there was something of tho artist' in the young fellow; and now, as he sat with his hat pushed back, legs crossed,, and cheek laid on the fiddle, playing; for himself and to the others, he made a' delightful figure of happy abandon.; Close at his knee sat the baby, perfectly} ereet.^ a thin black shawl drawn tightly' over its head and wrapped around the body, bambino-wise, holding the : arnas, down. The tiny pale face and large' eyes turned always toward the mother,: who danced unceasingly. The music changed, and the master' of ceremonies called aloud, "Take your partners for a quad—rille!" The square dance was really a dance as the hop pickers conceived it. The men, their broad soft hats tipped over one ear, took the hands of their part-i ners, and went through a series of bewildering side steps and flourishes that varied in'the different dancers from grace to clownish grotesquerie. The terpsichorean director had called the figures alone, in a powerful voice; but suddenly all the dancers took up the refrain in a chanting measure: "Lady 'round the jrent, and tho gout so-lo; Lively 'round the lady, and the gout don't BUSPENDED BY ONE LEO AND. ONM ABSr. The punishments now imposed on the Mongolian 'criminal or culprit in China, by Chinamen, exceed in cruelty, not to say barbarity,those of .any other civilized nation. The fact that such cruelties are often inflicted for insignificant crimes, or perhaps merely to gratify the malice or whim of a captious mandarin,makes them doubly heinous. BO (varm heart of God's mercy. The southern grove, redolent with magnolia and cactus, never waited for northern flocks as Sod has waited for you, saying, "I have oved thee with an everlasting lovg. Come into me, all ye who are weary and heavy "aden, and I will give you rest." Another frost is bidding you away—it is ;he frost of sorrow. Where do you live now? "Oh," you say, "I have moved." Why did you move? You say, "I don't want as large a house now as formerly." Why do you not want as large a house? You say, "My family is not so large. Where have they gone to? Eternity! Your mind goes back through that last sickness and through the almost supernatural ef- tort to keep life, and through those prayers that seemed unavailing, and through that kiss which received no response because the lips were lifeless, and [ hear the bells tolling and I hear the bearts breaking—while I speak, I hear jhem break,, -A heartl , Another heartl Alonel alone! ~ alone! This world, which in your girlhood and boyhood was sunshine is cold now, and oh! weary dove, you fly around this world ss though you would like to say when the wind and the frost and the blackening clouds would bid ou away into the heart of an all comfort- ng God. Oh, I have noticed again and again what a botch this world makes of it when it tries to comfort a soul in troublel It says "Don't cry!" How c »n we help crying when the heart's treasures are scattered and father is gone, and mother is gone, and companions are gone, and tho child is gone, and everything seems gone? It is no comfort to tell a man not to cry, The world comes up and says, "Oh, it is ' only the body of your loved one that you ' have put in the ground? But there is no comfort in that, That body is precious. gh>ll we never put'oup hand in that hand again, ana shall we never see that sweet face again? Away with your heartless- This figure continued long enough to fasten the sing-song in the memory for a lifetime. Dance followed dance; ^the women lifted their aprons and wiped their faces, to tha wonder of chill bystanders, and, danced again. The boards of the floor creaked, the fiddle and banjo thrilled and screamed, a few fell away from the press about the platform; but the tramp of feet beat with a ceaseless pulse.' The little bla,ck 'figure at the fiddler's knee sat silent, with wide eyes. A- young fellow, who had not missed a "dance' since our coming,..threw up- his head.' and cried, "What's the matter with the roofP" Then, as all eyes turned up to' the solemn dark of tho star-pierced sky," "Why, the roof's all right!" _ It was pleasant, in the quiet of our little room in the shanty, to drowse upon the hay, and let the arouia of the day lloat back to us; the bouquet of a coarse draught, perhaps, and yot from nature's source. How to Stuiy Properly. Study is like a dinner. The viands must be well chosen and eaten slowly, not devoured; then well turned over in the mental stomach for awhile until with ease and comfort they are perfectly digested and furnish further nutriment to the brain. Most students study without thought, which is like eating without digesting. Others read merely as a fad and soon'forget all they may have learned, The most satisfactory method of study is the digestive. ,It is the thorough one; the one that gives strength to the brain. Take the subject you are studying. Bead a few lines or a few pages, aS the case nwy be, then put the book down and think on what you have read. Turn it about in your mind from evwy standpoint, Do not accept it immediately., Argue fov and against it in your mind, In other words, masticate it. You need not be at your leisure tq do this. Do H1n your walks, in yo«v idle moments at any time, When' you have satisfied yourself on the subject go on with a little more in > the same Ip, a short time you' will find way. ip, a short time you pegs. o-hworJar-'Sttt come,' Jesu 8 T¥rid tell S°?!?L f J? ?£L? S/T? MfS* us that when the tears fall th.ey fall into » 7.°" ha< * a11 at a sitting, The v ™' ~'— Qpd's bottle; that the dear bodies pi pur Jpyed pnes shall rise radiantin tho. resur- rjptlon; and all the toeakinga .down .here ,b(? Jtftiingj pp there,] anj^''iheyjh^ !W RO morersieither tjjirgi/ a,ny,^mgre, ,i Wy^ajj.; the i eun> Jigh^pn, tfcf™ '— an TORTURES, INFAMOUS CRUELTIES to WHICH PRISONERS ARE SUBJECTED. ttorrlblo Sufferings of Victims—the Cage. thft Boiling Siuikc, Squeezing, Snspcn- »lon artel Other IJarlmrlc Practices. If the war between the Chinese and Japanese should result in the success of the latter it is not unlikely that a few reforms in China's government may follow, as the Japanese are rapidly taking a front rank among the educated and enlightened nations. One of the first results of such enforced civilization would probably be the abolition of the Chinese system of torture. THE BOII/ING SNAKE. Modes of torture and punishment in the Celestial Empire are of two kinds— legal and illegal. The. latter are frequently practised by magistrates and jailers—-by magistrates for the purpose of eliciting confession of guilt, and by jailer's in order.to extort money.. from the prisoners. The methods of illegal torture are numerous, and the pain caused by them is often excruciating. Many of them receive their specific names from the implement or apparatus employed in the infliction ' of the torture. THE SUSPENSION PUNISHMENT. In the form known as the "cage" punishment, the offender is placed in a cage, his head protruding through an opening in the top, and the cage is so adjusted as to allow the tips of his toes only to touch the ground. The victim is either obliged to stand thus or be hung,by the neck if he attempts to change his position. To stand long on tiptoe is almost inirmRsible. "and the best educated man in the end is the man who }eav»s slowly but Buvely,— -#". THIS SQUKKZING MBJ'HOD. wretched offender is thus made to suffer intense pain. Persons are known to have been placed in suoh a cage in a public place and kept there until death has come to their relief. "The "snake" punishment consists in twining 1 around the body of the victim snake-like coils made of some malleable metal, in use so arranged that the arms of the prisoner are thrust into one set, while another passes around the body. Af,ter these a, re. art justed boiling water is poured into thpui through the mouths of the serpents.euubing the flesh of the victim to burn and blister in a ijorrible manner, This mode of punishment is almost exclusively used 014 state prisoners. torture is long contifinsdl, Is so great that the victim loses consciousness. Jiotiti bands afta ttie leet are'frequently dislocated in this manner. Tho form of torture known as "finger* squeezing 1 " Is usually employed by magistrates to extort confessions. The fingers on each hand of the prisoner are fixed between rods so arranged that by pulling a cord the fingers are squeezed between them. The more the cord is pulled the tighter the fingers are squeezed. So dreadful is the pain caused by this torture that after a short time almost invariably the prisoner is willing to confess almost anything his accuser desires. There are almost numberless other tortures of different degrees of barbarity and ingenious cruelty, but the foregoing are those in daily public use. The Chinese themselves are so habituated to such practices that they have come to regard them as institutions that cannot be done away with. Only outside interference will ever relievd them of this dreadful incubus. Used to It. A Boston girl who took her camera to Europe with her this summer, one day saw the first mate standing on the bridge, making a very imposing figure, and remarked to her companion: "Oh, I must have a picture of him. I wonder if he'll let me." Catching up the camera she ran acrojs the. deck and called up to him: "Please stand still a moment; I want to snap you." • _Instantly_ the officer struck a magnificent attitude, with one arm extended as if giving an order. She snapped. The on-lookers shouted with laughter and so.ne one remarked: "Oh, you've been there before? " "Every trip,'J came down the answer; —Boston Jou rn al. BOUND TO HAVE A BICYCLE. ~: So This .Jersey Colored Ittuii Mndo Ou'l Himself Oat of Haw Materials. li ' it ftf the tbrow bi*s awful clothes,',' jn, a' ;r,ndepd?» ea$ the otfow maw, "I a] ways,,ujdjre$QD4 from I»7 WQt»a,n folkj. i' i i"T »'"v*T-*.7 , bpok, to Jollies, and, ,whe &'l'5l|!iu.SHLklJUI«M_vJ<""JV VUkW-^j^T ^ . T1IE SPOKEI/ESS •BICYCLE. An ambitious colored man over ' in Jersey who could not afford to buy a safety, but was determined to have a bicycle'of some sort, has constructed a machine so curious and so original that the wonderful "one boss shay" is quite outdone by it. Some of the traditional points of construction now recognized as essential in the modern safety are overlooked, it' is true, but the important item of strength is certainly not sacrificed to grace and beauty. With a jaekkhife, a hatchet and a drawshave the enterprising 1 mechanic has* succeeded in producing- something- that "do move" at least. The material used was boards, barrel-heads, trees and other nondescript material, so that in its composite character the wooden horse"resembles Joseph's coat of many colors. The front wheel is two inches thick, and in lieu of pneumatic tires both wheels are fitted with pieces o£ old garden hose, securely nailed to the rim. The cranks are in two pieces and look like the handle of an old-fashioned churn though much ruder. The frame, which was cut out of a.> small Hree, is thicker than a man's arm. Nails and screws wpre employed to fasten the parts together, with the exception of the front post and backbone, which are held together by two rusty hinges. The triumphant darky amuses himself by riding down the hills in his vicinity and pushing- his bike up again, like the noble King of France that had 10,000 men. There is no danger of its running away, even on a steep hill. • Incredible. Bridget Hoolohan came over from Ireland and the day,after her arrival in this country "took : service" with a resident of Governor's island. - "Sure,ma'am,an' phwat'sthat n'ise?" demanded Bridget of her mistress, as the sunset gun boomed on the evening of her arrival. "That? Oh, it's the sunset," replied the lady. "Is it, indade, ma'am!" ejaculated Bridget, with her hands raised in astonishment. "Why, afther hearin' that n'ise all yure loife, Oi suppose yez'll hardly belave me but in Oirland the sun goes down jist as aisy as aisy can be, ma'am,wid niver a bit av a sound!" —Youth's Companion. WJiy blanfr Is I'oimlixr. "Charley," said young Mrs. Torkins, "what does the phrase 'talking through your hat' mean?" "It .means," was the reply, "that tho person in connection with whom it is used is in the habit of speaking without bestowing a due amount of thought upon the topic on which he has undertaken to discourse, or that ho has selected one which even -with a reasonable amount of application ho would be utterly incapable of comprehending." And when she had caught her breath she murmured; "Charley, I don't think that slang-.in moderation, is so very bp4 after all, do you?"—Washington Star. A Bright Boy. Hero is » story'of t]ie sebooljnastQj wljo promised a crown tp any boy who sho.u"ld propound._ a, fiddle tfyat, h* CQuJd'OOt answer. One , a.nd, ^anoVhej; tvled and at last a boy asl{Qdr'"Whj am I like the prince, of Wales?' 1 Tph»] master pvjzzlect li[s wits in vain am' finally \vas compelled to admit that k<s did not know, "Why," said the boy. «|t's because I'm waiting for yin] crown, I'r—Tidbits, < Great Qtitst aad j&eftd Shaving. Among the anni«nts abating the head was a rsty cofnmon mode of expressingf gfeat grief of sorrow. Sometimes 18 was done by tho priest or some othef. religious functionary formally cutting! off the hair, sometimes by violently 1 plucking it out by the foots. In ex- ,r#m$ cases among men the beard asi well as the hair wa« either cut off of plucked out. The idea seems to hav« en that mourners should divest themselves of that which under ordinary cir- juuistauces was'considered most beauti- ;ul, ornamental and becoming. Lucian (and he is not the only one of the- ancient writers by any means who' 'ives points on this queer mourning, custom) says that the Egyptians ex- jfessed their intense sorrow by cutting off the hair upon the death of their god' Apis and that the Syrians acted in the' tame manner at the death of Adonis. Dlympiodorus remarks concerning Job ., 20, that the ancients, among whom ongr hair was regarded as an ornament,. jut it of! in times of mourning, but that' ;hose who commonly Wore it short suf- ered it upon such occasions to grow one.— St. Louis Be&ublic. . Her Queer First Name. * GOT. Hogg of Texas, in his tour ofl :he eastern states, was accompanied by' lis daughter. The young lady's namei attracts attention whereyer she. is introduced. It is certainly a queer combina- 1 ion, and those who hear it for the first. ,ime usually refuse to believe that it isi icr real name. It is trite, however, that Ima Hogg is 1 he only name the lady has or everhad.| 3er mother found the name Ima in a* lovel that she was reading when Miss I logg was a baby. She admired 'the! name and so did her husband, and it}was given in baptism to the infant be-' pro the parents realized that the Chris-i ian and surname made a rather queerj bmbination. "She is satisfied with it now," says her ather, dryly, "but she may possibly ihange it some day." Friend^—What did he say to you when 10 proposed? Miss Rox-^-He'said ..life] vithout me meant nothing. Friend— le was sincere in that. That's just} vhat his possessions amount to.— Hi em.Life. i if WORLD'S-FAIR I HIGHEST "SUPERIOR NUTRITION-THE LIFE! Has justly acquired the reputation of being, S'alvato : r for , - '" _ I.IST ^ The- Aged. 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