The Algona Upper Des Moines from Algona, Iowa on October 24, 1894 · Page 6
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Algona, Iowa
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Wednesday, October 24, 1894
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HHHHMI THBUHPUB MOINlBl IOWA, WKDN1&DAY, OOTOBEtt 24, •HHMHHII Ht« .tttig Dflfe Mdlineatt is whti'e A daintfr Httle h11«* rves tiod ftfld niftfe ns best She cafl \ B> serving ffletts flnd drinks. ''jCttt, snefi an ftlf the tfreattfte has, > ' Ahd such ft ptetty facd! I took delight that ntitunm night la hanging round the place* I know but very little French! . I hare not long been here J But TV hen she spoke t her meaning broke l<Hill sweetly on my ear. *hpn, too, she seemed to understand Whate'cr I had to soy, trtiotigh most I knew was "oony poo," "Song sshoor," and "sue too play." The female wit is always quick, And of all womankind 'Tis here itt France that you, perchance The keenest wits shall flnd. And here you'll flnd that subtle gift, r flta< rare, distinctive touch, Combined with grace of form and face That glads men overmuch. "Our girls at home," T mused aloud, "Lack either that or this; They don't combine the art divine As does the Gallic miss. Iftir be It froimme to malign Our,belles across the sea, And y$t I'll swear none can compare With this ideal She." And then I praised her dainty foot In very awful French, And parleyvooed in guileful mood Until the saucy wench Tosed back her haughty auburn head, And froze me with disdain; "There are on me no flies," she said, "For I come from Bangor, Maine." —Eugene Field in the Buffalo Courier. THE LAWYER'S STORY At tho time the following incident took place I was about twenty-four years of age, and had just been admitted to the Amerban bar. I had • studied hard, .and,, my preceptor predicted for me great success in the' pro fession I had chosen; in fact, I felt myself that I was sure of success sooner or later. This feeling was not that of vanity, but only a cousciousness of power. I must confess, however, I anticipated many years of hard work before making any reputation, or even having any difficult case upon whicii to exercise my ability. I took up the morning paper according to my -usual custom, and was soon interested iu the graphic account of a cold-blooded murder aud bank robbery- The Fifth National one of the richest banks in the city, had been robbed of one hundred thousand dollars and the jauitor shot. Tho cashier was found the morning after the occurrence iu a small closet in the inner office, aud his death was expected hourly—thc> great wonder being that ho had not smothered. Like- many others I took an interest in the case, which was so mysterious, no clue being found, except a black mask aud revolver which had been dropped in the office. The janitor oc- • cupied rooms on the lower floor, but his body was discovered in the room adjoining tlie office in which the cashier was found, and in which was the safe. The doctors all agreed that the janitor lived for about ten minutes af- ' tor being shot; and that he must have struggled hard, for his head showed marks of blows from the butt of a revolver. That this could all take place In an adjoining room, and the cashier not be put on his guard, seemed absurd, and there were many who claimed that 'ho was an accomplice, had opened the safe, and then been looked In the clos- 'et without considering the insufficiency of air. The cashier, contrary to all expectations recovered and ,told his story. He stated that he was detained at rthe bank by some work uutil ulno -.o'clock. He heard no noise of any iind, but was seated at his desk busily -writing; then he heard someone exclaim, "Look around, or make a uoise and you are a dead man." ? Looking naturally ahead, he beheld in the inirror over his desk a man in his shirt-sleeves, who held a revolver close to his head. The fellow was about G feet in height, quite stout, and had on a black mask which covered liis faco to his mouth; his chin was bare, and his revolver was held «iu liis right hand, the left being cut off at the elbow. This he saw iu the few seconds that elapsed before the robber •ordered him to get up, repeating his injunction not to look around or make a noise. He then said, "I have come for the money in that safe. I have killed the janitor, and will kill you unless you open it- In order to show you that I mean business, I have brought the body of the janitor up stairs, and he is in the next room. Walls to the door and look at him. You need not try to escape, for the- outer door is locked, and 1 will shoot you if you attempt it!" Tho cashier walked to the door of the main office, and beheld the dead body of the janitor upon the floor, "Now, open the safe," said the robber. The cashier, frightened at the fate before him if ho refused, decided to opon the safe, hoping for an opportu- * Qjjly to overpower tho ruffian; but wlieu the safe was open, the robber quietly ordered him to enter the closet. 1 This be was ajso compelled to do. The closet was so small that u person - qoujd not turn around in it, othtr- 'TYiss ho wouJU have pushed open tho «Jcor aucl grappled with the robber ' syhjeu lie heai'4 him drop the revolver, '*3r{ti$b ho was obliged, to do to lock the ,4por, PO hi'tu'cl tile robber at the ga/fo, but |n a few minutes besame uu- jfrojn. Jacjs pf air, and knew 1 b4s recovery, created great excitement, M tjis fact that tho was almost'an exact one y t pne »f the banfe dlrsc- coipjje}' bad, Jieea an pflicer ...., r . Wm 1 , AP4 jtoad Iqst his ym Jn ^Ji$* BBipsriQfc* *PJSl$ • 4ww the wpit Pi " Of the tnuftler. This evident t tw^t»88c his attest, and he Wnsr plftceS ifl jail. As Stfoh its 1 he'nrd the cashier's story 1 detefhiihed td defend Col. Coventry, fof I saw ah opportunity to prove his innocence and make a reputation for myself. 1 ordered a hack, flnd driving to the gnol, found the colonel coiis^lt- ing his lawyers. 1 waited till they had departed, then stated my reasons for coming; He looked at me In surprise, and smilingly said that he had older ntid Inore experienced lawyers. "What hope do they give you?" 1 asked. He blushed redly, and said in an angry tone: "They say the evidence is strong against me, and act as if they believed ine guilty; but the rascals, are smart." « "Colonel," t said, "they, fts well as all who read the papers, do believe you guilty i but I know you are innocent, and, what is more, I can prove it." "Prove itt" said the colonel. "But how?" "If you will promise to give me the case if you arc satisfied with my theory, I will tell It to you." "Of course I will give you the case if you can prove me Innocent." I then related my plan of defense, and when I had finished, tho colonel shook me joyfully by the hand, and Ef.'cl, "Ood bless you, iny boy! You will save me from the gallows!" He discharged the other lawyers, who cheerfully informed him that he would be hung anyway, that he had no chance whatever with that young upstart for couusel, and deserved hanging for having him. I demanded an Immediate trial, for which the government was entirely ready. As you remember, the case was the topic of the day. and Col. Coventry was thought crazy, the strongest proof being the fact that he had engaged me to defend him. 1 received many a cut from the papers, and altogether my name became very well known, though not In an enviable connection. I enjoyed it all, confident in the brilliant but simple defense I was to make. I knew that the reaction would be powerful, and that those -who now reviled and sneered ;jitme.. r would, ere long, be spuiicTing'uiy' praise. When I looked back on that time, I was surprised that no one thought of the defense I was to make, but, then, it is of t- eu the simplest points that are overlooked in the baste to follow an unseasonable clue, whose only recommendation sometimes is its ingenuity. The trial came on; the government first brought forward the two men vho swore to seeing f!ol. Coventry talking by the bank at half-past eight ox'cck on the night of the murder..; Then evidence was brought to show that the colonel, although a rich man, was just at that time in need of ready money to complete a speculation in which he was engaged. The last and strongest witness was Mr. Charles Brand, the cashier, who testified to the description of his assailant, which corresponded to-that of my client, find swore in the most positive manner that the robber had lost his left arm at the elbow. This closed the 1 testimony for the government, 'and was, indeed, a perfect network of circumstantial evidence. The government attorney, Mr. . was a great sportsman and betting man. So, leaning over to him, I said: "How much will you bet that I ; will not prove my client's innocence?" He laughed, and then he said, You cannot do it, unless you furnish the man who did the deed. You haven't secured him, have you?" This last in a sneering tone. No," was my reply, "but I have as good a witness." . Tell me who your witness is, and then I may bet," he said. , 'My only witness is Mr. Brand, the cashier." 'The cashier! Why man, you are crazy." Well, what will you bet?" I persisted. "Oh! if you are anxious to .bet, I will un up 500 hundred dollars," he answered, "though I dislike to bet on a sure thing." Til cover your bet," I said. "You :hiuk you have a sure thing, and so do '.; so we are safe." This little by-play passed during the overnmenlj testimony. I arose and addressed the court, saying that I had jut one witness to call; that I might 31'ing many witnesses to prove that t was Colonel Country's invariable iustom to take a walk after his dinner, and that he always came back by way of the bank; also many to prove :hat the colonel could have borrowed on his personal note, and did borrow n that way nil the money he needed for his speculation; but that the one witness whom I was about to call upon could and would prove beyond a shadow of a doubt that the colonel was not the murderer and robber. All the courtroom was on tiptoe of expectation for my witness, but when I called Mr. Charles Brand, the murmur of surprise that .rippled out through the room was ludicrous. Of all the surprised ones, none was more so than the cashier, so unexpectedly called upon as an infallible witness in favor of the man whom he had only a few moments before virtually condemned. He came forward reluctantly, and stood in a dazed manner while I questioned him. "You are positive that it was the right hand in which the robber held the pistol?" "Yes," he answered, "I am positive." "Could it not have been his left hand?" "No; his left arm was gone." "Is there no possibility of your mistaking the hand?" No; I urn sure thta it was the right hand that Avas pointed at me." By this time everyone thought that I was trying to confuse the. witness, and there was some whispered comments on my sanity. I spoke a few words to my clerk, 'ivbo went out, returning ,i» a few moments with a hirge ftsajne covered completely with a cloth, which I placed iu front of the cashier. *'Now, My. Prand I wish you tp look at that without turning your head till such a time as I tell you." Having acceded tp my •wish, he sat flown attentively studying the black Jn front of nim. I signalled to Cpyeptry, who a4Y un ced; i-e- tola co^t, «ut on the hiac^ mask, wjjjc-h, }yMj keen bwght to the cpuri- from me fiiy cieffc pulled away the cloth,.and'displayed a large plateglaSS mirror. When the cashier saw tho figure in the 'niirroir he started from the chair in sul-pf Ise, but I held him down. "Tell me," I Mid, "IS this figure llkd that of the robber?" "The Identical likeness," he answered. "Look closer i Is there no difference?" In a few momenta he said: "Oh, yes! The figure is holding the revolver in his left hand." At this a uuirmtir i«an through the court-room, which I' Silenced with a wave of my hand. "Is it possible, then, that this cottM be the 'man who stood behind yoUi? chair in the bank?" t'Questioned. "No, I am siire he cannot be the same, now that 1 look closets for this mail has lost his tight hand and holds tho pistol in his left, While the ittah nt the bank held the pistol In his right hand, as I said before." "Turti around," 1 said. Then, as he did. so: "What do you think now?" For there stood Colonel Coventry, with the mask off, holding the pistol in his right hand. Mr. Brand jumped to his feet exclaiming- "I see it all now! What a fool I must have been! Tho figures were just reversed in tho mirror, and the man i saw at'the bank really held the pistol in his left hand." Well, I will r.ot atempt to describe the uproar that filled the court. They all saw it at the same time, and the applause was deafening as my client shook my hand and left tho place a free man; while no man seemed more truly pleased at the turn of affairs than Mr. Brand himself. Needless to say that my opponent paid his bet, and soon a cheque from Colonel Coventry for 10,000 dollars was presented to me. Of course, I wrs the talk of the city, aud my reputation was made. So you see on what trifles a man's career may depend sometimes. Was the murderer ever apprehended? Yes, some time afterwards, while trying to negotiate some of the bonds. Pie was arrested, convicted, and huug, after making a full confession. HJLHT, MARCHING'CATERPILLAnD. Insects With Peculiarities Which Make Them Interesting. The extensive piiie forest which covers the dunes of Southwestern France stretching from the "Bnssin d'Arai- chon," on the-north for many miles southward toward Biarritz, is the home of a curious cntapillar, Bombyx pytli- iccninpa, of'tlio siime family as the silk worm. These insects possess a few interesting characteristics. They, pass the winter in nests at the pine tree top —very snug nests woven around a bunch of pine needles and large enough to accomodate a family of from 50 to 200. Spring being arrived, each community leaves' its winter home and prepares to set out into an unknown world. On letviug the nest they form a procession in single file, each caterpillar in immediate communication with the one preceding and the one following it. In this manner they descend the tall pine ami reach terra firma. From this habit they acquire the local name of •"Chenille Procosslonaire," or processional .caterpillar. Their principal object now is to bury themselves in the sand; and to achieve this some dis^ tnrice has often to be traveled before a spot suitable for the purpose can bu foi'nd. Especially is ihis so when the pine trees happen to be situated in the straats or gardens of Arcachoii; and in such a case an interesting and rather amusing sight may be seen when a procession consisting of some hundreds of the insects, and perhaps fifteen or sixteen yards in length, wends its way slowly along the road. Let us dotatch two or three fj-om the middle—thus dividing it.Into two parties—and watch the results. The last of the foremost portion feeling the loss of his neighbor immediately stops, and this action is communicated all along the line until the vanguard Is at a standstill, Meanwhile, the leader of the rear portion redoubles his speed and in a short time has caught up to the foremost party, and the touch being communicated, the whole procession resumes the inarch with as little delay as possible. When a suitable place lias been found the party forms into a group, and by a gentle wriggling motion, digs a hole in the soft sand, iu which the chrysalis is attained.—Chambers' Journal, tALMAcE BREACHES Of 1 O(3tO- BEft tHOUQHTS. COST OF THE CRIMEAN WAR. John null Pniil im 12normons Price to Koej> ItiiHHin Out of Turkey, On July 12, 1850, the Crimea was il- nally evacuated by the British forces after the war of over two years, says Spare Moments. All the remaining stores and the establishments hav.e been ombarked. a company gf the Fiftieth British regiment was posted outside the town of Balaclava to receive tho Hussiau Troops, and on their approach marched in with tho Itusslan guard, which was composed of about fifty mounted Cossacks, and a similar number of Cossack infantry. The usual salute took place;, the Russians placed sentinels whore they wished, and tho English troops marched on board Ii. M. S. Algiers. General Sir William John Codrlngton, chief in command of the forces in the Crimea, and who died In 1884, embarked with his personal staff at the same time. During this Avar the British lost 3,500 killed in action or died from their wounds; 4,244 of cholera, and nearly 10,000 who succumbed to other diseases making a total of 23,744, of whom 270 were o/flcwu aud besides those 2,873 were disabled, The loss of French allies was estimated at 03,500 men, while the loss of the Hussions on the opposite side was reckoned as high as 50,000 men, The war added tP the British national debt over ^20,000,000, Npt* withstanding the enormous amount ox? pended Britain asfced from. Russia no pecuniary caraiicnsatipn, njoi- gained ono inch of land; bnt tlio defeat ot the Russians kept them out of Cpftst^ntift- pple and made the way to J_n,4l4 aa & tfie east clear. Tft& memplrp pf jj^r shew that it ' "the Btotk la the Heavens KnowCth Itei- Appointed Time, but My People Know Not the Judgment of the Lord." Jefc 8:VII. ... _..., Oct. 21.—Rev. Dr. Talmage, who has left India and is How on his homeward journey, has selected as the subject for his sermon to-clfty through the press, "October Thoughts," his text beintf Jeremiah 8!vii. When Ood would set fast a beautiful thought, lie plants it in a tree. When lie would put it afloat ho fashions it into a fish. .When he would have it glide the air, he moulds it into a bird. My text speaks of four birds of beautiful instinct—the stork, of such strong affection that it is allowed familiarly to come in Holland and Germany, and build its nest over the doorway; the sweet-dispositioncd turtle dove, mingling in color white and black, and bro.wn, and ashen,-and chestnut; the crane, with voice like the clang of a trumpet; the swallows, swift as a dart shot out of the bow of heaven, falling, mounting, skimming, sailing—four birds started by the prophet twenty- five centuries ago, yet flying]on through the ages, with rousing truth under glossy wing and in the clutch of stout claw. I suppose it may have been this very season of tho year—autumn—and •Jie prophet out-of-doors, thinking of the impenitence of the people of his 'lay, hears a great cry overhead. Now, you know it is no easy thing for one with ordinary delicacy of eyesight to look into the deep blue of noonday heaven; but the prophet looks up, and there are Hocks of storks, and turtle doves, and cranes, and swallows drawn out in long lines for flight southward. As is their habit., the iranes 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 towns, and the cities, and the continents slid under them. The prophet, almost blinded from looking into the dazzling heavens, stoops down and begins to think how much, superior the birds are in sagacity about their safety than men about theirs; and he puts liis hand upon the pen, and begins to write: "Tho stork in the heaven knowetli 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." If you wore in the field to-day, 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 to-morrow, some moving that they go to-day, but all unanimous in the fact that they must go soon, for they have marching- orders from the Lord written on the first white sheet of frost, and in the pictorial of the changing- leaves. There is not a belted kingfisher, a chaffinch, or a fire crested wren, or a plover, or a red legged partridge but expects to spend the winter at the south, for the apartments have already been ordered for them in South America or in Africa; and after thousands of miles of flight, they will stop in the very tree where they' spent last January. Farewell, brig-lit' plumage! Until spring weather, away! Fly on, great band of heavenly musicians! Strew the 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 of the solemn words of the text: "The stork in the heaven knowoth 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 propose so far as God may help me, in this sermon, carrying out the idea of the text, to show that the birds of the air have more sagacity than men. And I begin by particularizing and saying that they mingle music with their work. The most serious .undertaking of a bird's life is this annual, flight southward. Naturalists tell us that they arrive thin and weary, and plumage ruffled, and yet they go singing all the way; the ground, the lower line of the music, the sky, the upper lino of the music, themselves the notes scattered up and down between. I suppose their song- gives elasticity to their wing and helps on with the journey, dwindling a thousand miles into four hundred. Would God that we were as wise as they iii mingling- Christian song with our every day work! I believe there is such a thing- as taking the pitch of Christian devotion in tho morning- and keeping- it all tho day. I think we might take sonic of the dullest, heaviest, most disagreeable work of our life, awd set it to tho tuno of "Antiooh" or "Mount Pisgah," It is a good sign when you hear a workman whistle. It }s a better sign when you hoar him hum a roundelay, It is a still bettor sign when you hear him sing the words of Isaac Watts, pr Charles Wflsley. A violin ch.ord.ed and strung, if something accidentally strike it, makes music, and I suppose there is such, a thing as haying QV,V hearts so attuned, by divine grace, that even the rough collisions of life will majjo a heavenly vibration,. I do »ot b.ejieve tkat the ppwer oi Cb,ris,tia# squg has yet jjieen fully tried,, J believe tJiftt if you could roll t-lie "Qld Hundred," " BTaydn, the celebrated musieian,why he alwajts-composed stTch'-nSlieerfnl ,mttsici; "Why," he said, "1 can't do otherwise. When I think of God my soul is so full of joy that the notes leap and dance from my pen." I tvish too wight all exult melodiously before the Lord. With God for our Father, and Christ for our Savior, and heaven for our home, and angels for future companions, and eternity for a lifetime, we should strike all the notes of joy. GO" ing through the Wilderness of thib world let us remember that we are on the Way to the summery clime of heaven,, and from the migratory populations flying through this autumnal air learn always to keep singing. Children of the heavenly King, . AB ye journey, sweetly sing, Sing your Savior's worthy praise, Glorious in his works dnd ways. Ve are traveling home to God, Jn tne way your fathers trod; They arc happy how, and we Boon their happiness shall see. The church of God never will be a triumphant church until it becomes a singing church. 1 go further, and remark that the birds, of '.the air are wiser than we, in the fact'that in their migration they fly very high. During the summer, when they are in the fields, they often come within reach of the gun, but when they Start for their annual flight southward, they take their places mid- heaven and go straijfht as ft mark. The longest rifle that was ever brought to shoulder can not reach them. Would to God that we were as wise as the stork and crane in our flight heavenward. We fly so Ipw that we are within easy range of the world, the flesh and the devil. We are brought down by temptations that ought not to come within a mile of reaching us. Oh, for some of the faith of George Miller of England, and Elfrcd Cookman once of the church militant, now of the church triumphant! So poor is the type of piety in the church of God now, that men actually caricature the idea that there is any such thing as a higher life. Moles never did believe in eagles. But, my brethren, becaiisc we have not reached these heights ourselves, shall we deride the fact that there are any such heights? A man was once talking to Brunei, tho famous engineer, about the length of the railroad from London to Bristol, The engineer said, "It is not very great. We shall have, after a while, a steamer running from England to New York." They laughed him to scorn: but we have gone so far now that we have ceased to laugh at anything as impossible for the Lord? I do not believe that God cxhaiisted all his grace in Paul, and Latimer and Edward Payson, I believe there are higher points of Christian attainment to be reached in the future ages of the Christian world. You tell me that Paul wont up to the tiptop of the Alps of Christian attainment. Then I tell you that the stork and crane have found above the Alps plenty of room for free flying. We go out and we conquer our temptations by the grace of God, and lie down. On the morrow, those temptations rally themselves and attack us, und by the grace of God we defeat them again, but, saying all the time in the old encampment, wo have the same old battles to fight over. Why not whip out our temptations, and then forward march, making one raid through the enemy's country, stopping not until we break ranks after the last victory. Do, my brethren, let us have some novelty of combat, at any rate, by changing, by going on, by making advancement, trading off our stale prayers about sins we ought to have quit long ago, going on toward a higher state of Christian character, and routing out sins that we have never thought of yet. The. fact is, if the church of God—if we as individuals, mnde rapid advancement in the Christian life, those stereotyped prayers wo have been making for ten or fifteen years would be as inappropriate to us us the shoes, and the hats, and the coats wo wore ten or fifteen years ago, Oh for a higher flight in the Christian' life, the stork and the crane in their migration teaching us the lesson! Dear Lord, and shall \ve ever live, At this poor dying rate— Our love so faint, so cold to thee, 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 can not stop; last night we 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 they gather themselves into compa^ uies, and turning' not aside for storjn or mountain top, ov shock of musjcetry, over land and sea, straight as an arrow to the mark they go. And if you conio out this morning with a sack of corn and throw it in the fields and try to get them to stop, they are now so far up they would hardly see it. They are 011 their way south. You could not stop them. Oh, that we wore as wise about the best time to start for God and heaven! We say, "Wait until it is a little later in tho season of mercy. Wait until some of those green leaves of hope are all dried up and have been scattered- Wait until next year," After awhile we start, and it is too late", and we poribh in the way whon God's wrath is kindled but a little. There are, you know, exceptional cases, where birds have started top late, and in the morning yon have found them dead pn the snow. And there are thpse whp have perished half way between tho world and Christ. They waited until the last sickness, wlien-tho mind, was gpne, pr they wore pn the express train gpiug at forty miles au hpur, a.nd they cwrne to tho bridge «R4 the "draw was up" and they west 4own, Rpw long to ?ep,ent aad, pwy? Two seconds! TO the weykal a lifetime QOtNO feliaabeth Lord, once a died recently in Brooklyn, leaving 813,000 to Mrs. T. beWitt Tfclmd£6» Who had befriended her. It was at the old cottrt honse .ift Washington, Ky., that Mrs. Stotve first saw a negro auction and for iriea the idea of "Uncle Tom's Cabin." Tho silver dinner service which Mrs. J. W- Mackay has with lief itt Europe is worth §190,000. He? husband furnished StS, 000 in weight oi pure Silver and then paid another $121, 000 for the; work done itpofl it. The above is reckoned as being the tobst eostly silver set now in US6 itt the world. Those who have liked to think of the beautiful flowery homd on Apple* doro island that, Celia Thaxter lovdd and cared for so devoutly will bo glad to know that so long as her relatives live the garden will be attended us she attended it ior years. Her grave, which is within sound of the sea, is piled with flowers and shrubs every day. Thomas .Bailey,, Aldrich has been writing poetry'"'since j 1850, when ho produced a small volume of ballads. He was then a clerk in a New York merchant's counting-room. He is now at fifty-eight a better poet than he was even in his prime, and in addition he is one of the most smartly dressed men in Boston. Lord llosebery says that as soon as the story of his sleeplessness got into the newspapers,, after ho entered Gladstone's cabinet, he was deluged with cures. Ono of the first, and what seemed to him the easiest, was to sip before going to, bed a tumbler of hot water. He tried it, and since has had no further trouble of the kind. Hjalmar Hjorth Boyosen, the novelist, was a friend of the late Victor Hugo and visited tho latter in the Isle of Guernsey before ho returned. to Paris. Professor Boyesen, though opposed to Hugo's theories of art, speaks enthusiastically 'of the great romancer's fascinating personality, and says that he was one of the most youthful old men who ever lived. Shortly before his death General Banks visited tho adjutant-general's office in Boston to flnd out what his rank was. Ho said ho remembered ho was in the war; he felt quite certain of it. He was uuable 'to -TO member with any distinctness how ho was ranked, and he had como to the adjutant-general to flnd out. He was dignified and courteous, as usual, but for sometime previous his niind had. become a wreck. They Ought to Have. Bobby, at his history lesson — Oh, bother! What's the use of studying history? Fond Parent— A good deal of good, Bobby. It shows the ignorant ways of our ancestors and teaches usto'avoid them. Bobby— Well, why didn't they study- history? That would have let us out. The question with a great many women is not whetnor bicycle riding is immoral, but how to get the bicycle. "I cordially recommend Hood's Sarsa- parllla to all who may bo suffering with indigestion or impure blood, no appetite, Run Down feeling, or generally out of order. It will surely help any who give it a fair trial, if thero is any help for them. I liave found it of great benefit for Rheumatism. \Vo havb used Hood's Sarsnparilla two years and Imvo no sick headache spells, pains or tired s> 4k •feeling." W, N, BAIWES, Hartford City, Ind. Hppd'3 Pills give universal satisfaction. 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