(3,. A ZE TT E * r ' can TED. THE NOOSE. Down in Alabama they tell a strange. story about a. man who suc- ceeded in cheating the gallows by a clever ruse. As he lived a respect- able life afterward, and some of his children are still living, his real name 'is not given. We will call him Dever- eux. - William Devereux was a rising young lawyer of good family, married to an accomplished wife, and pos- sessed of a large number of admiring and devoted friends. Indeed, he was one of those magnetic persons, having the fortunate faculty of making strong and loyal friends of nearly all who came in contact with him. But in the town where he lived there was considerable dissipation :of a cer- tain kind. Devereux became a mem- ber of a choice circle of card players. He lost money of others with which he had been entrusted. For a long time he managed to keep this state of affairs concealed by a sort of system of robbing Peter to pay Paul, and to meet his obligations as they matured. But a period came when William Dev- ereux realized that these things could be concealed no longer, and the day of exposure and disgrace came ever nearer. It was in the old-fashioned times, when there were no railroads, no tel- egraph, no means of travel, save over ill-kept roads, generally on horseback. It was before the day when drafts, bills of exchange and similar banking conveniences for facilitating money transfers had reached anything like modern perfection, and payments were made at a distance by sending the money itself. It was also the custom of the vari- ous county collectors and treasurers to make yearly trips to the state cap- ital, carrying such moneys as had been collected in their districts on be- half of the state and the necessary vouchers, and have an annual settle- ment for the year’s receipts and dis- bdrsements. Now, at the time when Devereux’s afi'airs were most desperate, his own county treasurer started out on horse- back with the state money, a large sum, in a pair of saddlebags, to effect his annual accounting. On the road he was joined by a fel- low traveler, who afterwards was proved to be Devereux. They put up one night at a roadside tavern, occu- pying the same room. Next morning the treasurer was found dead in bed, his throat cut from ear to ear. His companion had disappeared, and the saddlebags, with their contents, were also missing. The countryside was aroused, bloodhounds were brought out, and a fierce chase of some hours resulted in Devereux being run down and captured. There _‘ was no ques- tion but that he had"been the mur- dered man’s companion the night be- fore, but none of the missing money ’ or papers were found upon him. These were the facts in the case. When the news passed from traveler to traveler along the country roads, and finally reached Devereux’s home town, there was a tremendous sensa- . further heightened when the. . = multitude. ‘ saved and the guilty apprehended in tion, damning circumstances of his busi-. ness affairs came to light and made clear the motive of his crime. Nevertheless, many of his friends were still loyal, strong family influ- ence was exerted in his behalf,~“the best lawyers were employed, and every efi‘ort was made to free him from the consequences of his awful crime. All without avail. He was tried, found guilty,and sentenced to be hanged. The higher courts de- cided against him on appeal. The Governor refused to interfere, and Devereux occupied a cell in the jail in the little town of St. Stephens, closely guarded, within a few days of the date appointed for the date of his execution, with all prospects of escape seemingly cut off. In spite of the enormity of his crime there began to be a great deal of symi pathy for ‘the man who lay in jail awaiting death. His youth, his hand- some face, his graceful, dignified hear- ing, his calm courage, his perfect manner and his unfailing persistence in the declaration of his innocence, all combined to produce this effect. He expressed no animosity toward wit- nesses, judge. jury or prosecutor, sim- ply stating that he was an unfortu- nate victim of remarkable circum- stances, from which he could blame no one for drawing the mistaken in- ference of his guilt. ' ‘ Not many days before the fatal day the sheriff found the prisoner viSibly agitated and in an excitable state, noticeably different from his usual calmness. in answer to the ofiicer’s question as to the reason, Devereux gave the following explanation: “I have had,” he said. “a most ex- traordinary experience. It came to me last night in the form of a dream so real. distinct, and different from the usual hazy dimness of ordinary visions that I believe it to be the pre- monition- of an actual event. I can- not rid myself of this impression. I expect it may seem foolish to you or the result of the broodings and half- waking imaginings of a man in my condition, but nevertheless I will tell , it to you. - “Last night I dreamed I was stand- ing on the scaifold facing thousands of people. The scene was as.fi,.real to ‘me as the actuality itself. I had spo- ken a few words of’farewell, and was about to resign myself to your hands, when suddenly by the exercise of. some new faculty or perception, I saw the real murderer standing in the crowd before me. I never saw him . before, and yet I knew him to be the man in whose stead I was to suffer death. He was slight in build, with dark hair and eyes and neatly dressed. His features are indellibly fixed in my mind With this recog- hitTon' in)" dream faded away. ~"l'neré was no further intimation” as to. my fate, yet I feel indeed as though God himself had spoken to me and l"..- vealed the absolute assurance of His Divine protection.” The narrator’s manner was so ear- nest and impressive that a hope sprang up responsive in the sheriff’s c/mind that something might happen. He was mentally prepared and on the watch for the happening of the mirac- ulous. The day of the execution was a beautiful. clear, cool October day. Thousands of people were in attend- ance, and had gathered about the gal- lows. It was to be a public hanging, and the multitude availed itself of the privilege of seeing a human being choked to death. As has been inti- mated, there was.much feeling and sympathy for the doomed man, much argument as to the fallibility of cir- cumstantial evidence, and a hundred vague rumors in circulation suggest- ing his innocence. At last Devereux stood upon the gallows platform and faced the peo- ple. There was no man in all that crowd apparently so cool, so collected, and so much a master of himself. He stepped forward to. say a few words 'of farewell. His voice rang out in the stillness clear, distinct, and perfectly audible to all. “Friends,” he said, “this is not a fitting time to indulge in vain protest- ations. I can but simply reaflirm that I am- not guilty, knowing well what would be the consequences of a false- hood standing as I am, almost in the presence of my immortal God. I de- sire especially to relieve any man from the possible thought that he may have misjudged or wronged me, and might have to meet my accusing words before the great tribunal here- after. It was a human error, the re- sult——” ' . At this moment the speaker stopped short and leaned heavily against the railing. His countenance betrayed terrible excitement. His eyes seemed fixed on some one in the crowd before him, whom he indicated, bound as he was, as well as he could. When he found his voice again he fairly shrieked: “There he is! dream, the murderer. Stop him!” - He had pointed out a slightly built, almost feminine looking young man, who utterd a hasty exclamation and attempted to get away, but before he could do so he was roughly seized and held by the crowd. The sheriff, al- most beside himself with excitement, rushed down from the scatfold, fol- lowed by a half dozen deputies. The young man was hurriedly searched there and‘ then. Upon his person were found a watch, a pistol, and certain papers of value well known to have been the property of thesmur- dered treasurer. He seemed to give up at once, and in answer to excited questions sullenly responded: “Well, it seems you have me. I was a fool to come here. I demand of the ofiicers protection from this crowd.” Protection was needed. Like quick- The man of my Stop him, silver a knowledge of the matter seemed to have permeated the whole An innocent man was the nick of time. Cries of “Hang the scoundrel," “Turn Devereux loose,” arose from all sides, while the ofiicers struggled 'fiercely to withstand the surge of the angry mob. There is no knowing what might have happened had not Deyereux’s voice arrested the movement. “Let the law take its course,” he said. “For God’s sake, do not be rash. I implore you as one who has been so near an ignoble death by reason of this awful mistake to let the sheriff take this man. Give him a fair trial, and may God forgive him for what he has tried to do to me.” have saved the new prisoner. The crowd gave way. The hanging of Devereux was out of the question. The populace would not have permit- ted it, and the sherifi would anyhow have felt justified in suspending the execution. The mob poured up the gallows stairs and ant the ropes that bound Devereux. The jail officers hurried their prisoner to the jail. Once there the latter made a full confession, which soon became the talk of the streets. Nothing could be done that was too good for Devereux, who at first busied himself in Counseling moderation, and being satisfied of its accomplishment, simply asked for two things. He wanted to go at once, he said, and bear the glad tidings back to his wife. For this purpose he requested the loan of a good horse and some money, a request which was enthusiastically gratified. At sunset Devereux was miles away. In the morning the new prisoner spoke to the sheriff when that officer was making the rounds of the jail. “I think now,”’he said, “you had better let me go.” The display of assurance caused the sheriff to. think the prisoner crazy. “I mean what I say,” he persisted, “send a woman here, your wife. I am not what you think me. I am a wo- man. I am William Devereux’s wife. My purpose 1p fulfilled; I have saved his life, and he is now far away. You can neVer catch him. He sent me word where I would find the things you found on me, and I used them to deceive you.” It was true. Devereux’s prison man- ner, his talk, the dream, "the denoue- ment at the gallows were all parts of a skillfully worked and successful plot. The chivalrous spirit of the timeand country saved his wife from any punishment. Devereux went to 'California, changed his name, was joined by his faithful wife, prospered greatly, and died not many years ago, the leading citizen of a thriving vil-‘ [age that ,bore his false name. The words of 'no other man could . w nanny,- non WALK '-_' SPAIN; IS ‘IN PAWN. EVERYTHING SHE own-sweur or- To OBTAIN MONEY. Two Hundred and Ten Thousand Troo’o Fail to Subduo Cuba, and the Phillip- pines Caused No End of Trouble-A Natural Result of Modern Tyranny. ’ Europe presents no spectacle more extraordinary than the contrast be- tween the nerve of the Spanish peo- ple and their incapacity in action. For eighteen months they have en- deavored to conquer'a revolted colony four thousand miles away, and have in the effort used and consumed r19- sourcés such as it was hardly believed outside Spain that they could have called up even to resist invasion. They have actually forwarded to Cuba two hundred and ten thousand regular troops, sufiiciently equipped. This army, sufiicient, one would think, for a defensive war against France, accomplishes nothing, but the Spanish statesmen neither lose heart nor hope. They are wholly uncheered by victory, they know that their sol- diers die like flies, and they are told every week that the rich island is be- coming a desert; that three-fourths of it is going out of cultivation, that the settlers are quitting in thousands, while those left behind are joining the insurgents, that the whole ex. penses of the island must be borne for years by Spain, and that every month increases the chances that the American republic,’with its limitless resources for war, will intervene; and still they refuse to relax their hold Be the results what they may, they will make no terms till the rebels have submitted unconditionally. If the conscripts die, the Spanish Pre. mier sends more conscripts. If the peasants of the city mobs object to their despatch, both are silenced by an unhesitating appeal to the military law, which makes resistance to the conscription one of the most deadly of offences. If'the Phillippines rise in in- surrection, the Premier ofiers to send an army there also, even an army of the cavalry, if that will be the army most" required. If the people of the United States mutter or threaten in- terference, the Premier ransacks the world for cruisers ready built, or builders who will build quickly, giv- ing enormous prices, in some .cases three quarters of a million per ship, for the needed vessels. If the treas- ury is harrassed, he sells everything that is available, monopolies to the Rothschilds, privileges to the rail- ways, preferences to the dealers in bonds. He even ventures to leave the troops in the island unpaid, and for four months no-soldier there has seen the color of coin. and has been fortunate if bread and garlic have been served with any regularity. How will it all end for Spain? We cannot pretend to foretell events, for we cannot even guess the line the Governments of \Vashington and To— kio will ultimately take; but if history is a guide, the Spaniards will fight on stubbornly against all odds, will re- ceive much sympathy for their endur- ance and courage, but unless helped by some great ally will ultimately fail. They ought to win, but they will not. Some incurable vice in her organization, or it may be in the tem- perament of her people, neutralizes all the advantages Spain ought to de- rive from her stubborn hardihood, her nearly perfect capacity of endurance, and the sombre genius alike for war, for art and for literature. which has so often marked her sons. N0 race outside her own borders, even of Spanish origin, has ever been able permanently to endure her reign, and every race which has resisted her ul- timately succeeded in withdrawing it- self from her control. She could not keep Holland when Holland was to her what Ireland is to England, and she lost the whole of the New World .af- ter feats of conquest and colonization so great and so successful that to this day every native of the American continent from the Rio del Norte to Patagonia, if not a Portuguese, speaks the' Spanish tongue, professes the Spanish creed, and so far as he is civ- ilized at all is civilized in the Spanish way. Wesee no reason to suppose that she will keep Cuba any more than Mexico, or the Philippines any more than Peru, and suppose that af- ter unheard-of efforts, ending in some sort of bankruptcy, she will desist and sullenly fall back, to await, amid per- petual domestic feuds, the day when a competent Government will once more direct her splendid resources and the stubborn courage of her children to some end which will again make her temporarily great—London Spec: tator. A Remarkable Excavation. Very few persons have any real con- ception of the vastness of a hole out of which 1,620,000 cubic feet of earth has been taken. Into such a. hole seventeen ordinary city houses could be placed, and even then they would not completely fill it. The men, as they worked in the bottom of this pit, seemed like dwarfs. Such a hole was excavated on Park Row, New York, into which were placed the foundations of the new thirty story office buildingthat is in process of construction. . There are many villages which boast of a school house, town hall, church and post ofiice which could be very compactly stowed away in this hole, and would not be crowded for room either. All things considered, this was one of the most remarkable holes ever dug in New York. If the United States Army should acciden- tally march into a hole of such dimen- sions, it would take the bodies of 45,000 men, or more than two-thirds of the entire army of the United States, to fill the space from which 1,620,000 cubic feet of earth had been taken—New York- Herald. SAMPLE OF NORWEGIAN THRIFT. Smoke Cigars in Hommopathic Doses and Save the Ends. An English traveller. in NOY‘TKRIJ says: “I had read that the Norwegian children are exceedingly fond of sweets, and owing to the heavy 1.1x on sugar have few opportunities of eating them; so I have bought a pound in Bergen, and this I hand round. ' “The whole family solemnly helped themselves, and, with deep gratitude depicted on their faces, come up to us. shake hands with both the doctor and myself, and say: ‘Tak.’ I give some cigars to the farmer and the two sons, the latter never having before smoked such a thing. The thrift of the Norwegians is showu in the treatment of these cigars by the youths. They smoke for five minutes, then carefully extinguish the burning end and place the cigar away in some corner of the house. “The next morning I see them hav- ing another five minutes’ smoke, and these cigars acually last for over two days, being taken in homeopathic doses at intervals of about two hours. Finally the ends are cut up and used in grandfather's pipe.” THE GOVERNOR OF MAINE. Llewellyn Powers Has Unprecedented Majori'ties Back of Him. LLEWELLYN POWERS. Mewellyn Powers, the new Governor of Maine, received the phenomenal ma- jority of 50,000, and has the satisfac~ tion of knowing that the same is great- er than was ever given any candidate in the pine tree state. Mr. Powers is a Republican, and of the galaxy of brilliant party workers of which James G. Blaine was «he head, and Tom. Reed and J. H. Manley members. Maine is somewhat erratic in politics and given to large majorities. She is also a prohibition state in name. A Liar Rebuked. A man took a seat in a railroad car, and piled the seat at his side with bags and parcels. The car became crowded. and a gentleman asked the person in the seat if'the other half was occu- pied. ‘ “Yes,” said the other; “those things belong to a man who has just gone into the smoking car, and he’ll be back presently.” “All right,’ he said; “I will sit in this seat until the man comes back.” He proceeded to remove the bags and bundles, placing them on the floor or in the rack. The other man glared, but could say nothing. As a matter of fact, the “man in the smoking car” was an invention. , By and by the owner of the bundles arrived at his destination. He began‘ to gather up his effects. “Excuse me,” said the gentleman, “but you said these bundles belonged to a man who had gone into the smok- ing car. I shall consider it my duty to prevent you from taking them, since by your own statement they don’t belong to you.” _ The man became violent and abus- ive, but dared not lay his hand on the bundles. The conductor was called in. He listened to the statements of both men, and said: “Well, I will take charge of the bun- dles myself, and take them to the station in the city; and if no one else claims them meanwhile, you”——indi- eating the ,man who had once repu- diated their ownership—“may have them." Amid the laughter and applause of the passengers the man got off at the station, just as the train was pulling out, without his baggage. He ob- tained it the next day, but was well punished for the lie he had told for the sake of monopolizing a seat that did not belong to him. He Took Her Advice. “Send out an alarm! My husband has been missing all night and all day!” frantically cried a little wo- man dressed in a faded red dress. and green shawl, as she pounced into the police station. ‘WVhat kind of a. looking man was he?” asked the sergeant. “Little short man; bald-headed, gray clothes; nose most as red as yours.” “You will find him at the morgue. A man of that description was found drowned this morning.” “Drowned! Drowned! And it’s all my fault! I told him to go and soak his head, and this is the first time he ever took my advice.” Badly Brought Up. The New York Tribune prints the following little story of a foolish mother and a saucy child: Little Isabel’s mother had very in- judiciously allowed the child to drink weak tea with her meals instead .of milk. One day Isabel was taken out to lunch at a friend’s house, and the friend, never dreaming that a child could drink anything other than milk, placed it before her in a broad, low, fancy cup. The child gazed at the milk in silence for a while, and ther- astonished her hostess ‘by remarking disdainfully, “l are no cat.” .. -uwn. —inal. AMERICAN TITLES. . A NONSENSICAL HABIT THAT PROM- ISES TO CONTINUE FOREVER. The Amxes and Prefixes of Our Names May Properly be Dcsignated as “Flum- mery," and Give an Excellent Opportu- nity for National Reform. Why do we write “Esq." after a man’s name or “Mr.” before it in ad- dressing a letter? Why do we write “Dear Sir” even in addressing the veriest stranger? Why do we sub- scribe ourselves to all correspondents as “Yours truly," or other words to that meaningless efiect?” We do none of these things in tele- grams, yet we do not feel that we are discourteous to John Jones when we address him by telegraph only as John Jones and sign our names at the end of the despatch without any flourish of words. Why should we not be as direct, \simple and truthful in our letters as in our telegrams? All these pracices are survivals from an age of leisure, extravagance and servility of mind. They are now an absurdity and a costly one. More than three billion letters are written every year in the United States. Al~ lowing half a minute as the time con. sumed in writing “Dear Sir” and “Yours truly” inside and “Mr.” or “Esq.” outside of each of these letters, and allowing 300 working days of ten hours each to the year, the people of the United States waste in this way 8,333 years of time every year. In other words we actually waste the whole time of more than 8,000 persons in writing “Dear Sir,” “Yours truly," “Mr.” and “Esq.” At the lowest cal~ culation the time thus wasted each year is worth ten millions of dollars, or half a river and a harbor bill. The sole purpose of the superscrip« tion on a letter is to tell the postoflice people to whom and where to deliver it. All that is necessary for that pur- pose is to write the name and address. “J. Wintersmith, 34 John street, New York City,” completely fills the re- quirement. 'All else is wasted. There is no occasion to tell the postman that J. Wintersmith is a clergyman by writ- ing “Rev.” before his name, or that he is a woman and unmarried by writ- ing “Miss” there, or is married or has been, by writing “Mrs.” But we have worse habits than these. In addition to the meaningless “Mr.” and‘the absurd “Esq.” we are, constantly addressing men as “Hon." of “Col.” or “Rev.” Why do we do it? As every little politician who gets himself elected an Alderman or a member of the Legislature is hence- forth called “Hon,” why should any- body think it a requirement of cour- tesy to address so justly distinguished ample, as “Hon. W. L. Wilson, for ex- ample, as “Hon W. L. Wilson?” We do not speak of Hon. Thomas Jefferson of Hon. Daniel Webster. Military titles are necessary in mili- tary life. In addressing a General or a Colonel in the field an indication of rank helps to find him, and perhaps it helps discipline too. But. why should we go on calling men Colonel, Gen— eral, Major and the like long after they have retired to civil life, merely because they held such rank in the “volunteer forces of thirty odd years ago or because some Governor has ap- pointed them to his staff? We do not speak or think of General George .-_VWashington or General Hannibal or General Julius Caesar. Still worse is the title gratuitously conferred, the “honorary” title of Colonel and the like. There are tens of thousands of “Colonels” in this country who never commanded a squad, and “Judges” who never sat on any bench or read a page of law. It is all falsehood and flummery. As an honest self-respecting people, why should we not rid ourselves of it? “Mr.” is convenient when the first name of the person addressed or re- ferred to is not used. So are “Mrs.” _ and “Miss” in like circumstances. All the rest are “leather or prunella,” which is the poet’s phrase for stuff and nonsense.—New York World. Not Considered Good Evidence. It is claimed that photographic Cop- ies of an original are not acceptable as proof before a court inasmuch as the photographs may easily be ex- changed to suit the Wish. Expert picture dealers can take a photograph and by various processes secure a composite containing several features desired that did not exist in the orig- A photographer of note says that it is an easy matter to change photographs. Pictures can be made to show the body of one person with the head of another; or, it is possible "to insert certainfifeatures desired in a. photograph. The producers of art photographs often use the form of one subject and the head of another, in order to obtain the most symmetri- cal results, and thus form a sort of composite picture. “By the use of ni- tric acid,”' he says, “any part of the silver print photograph, the one com: monly used, can be erased. If the picture were a platinum print, which is unlikely, the same effect could be secured by the use of aquaregia, or a liquid composed of a mixture of ni- tric and muriatic. acids, which 'acts as a solvent for gold or platinum prints.” signatures could be erased and others: pasted or copied therefrom, and then) a photograph taken from which it would seem that the result was a per-e feet photograph of an original paper. Dependent Upon Circumstances. “Before I give my consent to my daughter’s marriage to you. young man, I want to know what your pros- pects for the future are.” “I am trying to settle that question now, sir.”—~Philadelphia North Amer- ‘c‘ll . ,. l. ; x e . . :.-.I ‘...L.;..l_m.4£...-.‘_lx..~ ’ _. It was shown that'original j «1‘ .i realoiilJ-irswmn. was. HENRY :WARD BEECHER GIVES son: ADVICE REGARDING HER. Her First Duty. Sh. Says, 1- Within no: Home. and O‘thor Women With Fewer Cares Should Lead in Mission and Church Work Generally. \- . In a recent issue of the New Work World, l\ 's. Henry Ward Beecher writes en rtainingly on the duties of clergymen’s wives: I Is not the first and most important work . for all \vives a faithful dis— charge of such home duties as should make home next to the very gates of heaven? If this work is kept con« stantly in mind—as the first duty—- then a minister’s wife may, with clear conscience, use the few square mo- ments in each day in such work in her hquand’s church, and elsewhere if needed, as may bring all those over whom she has influence into closer union with each other, and promote and encourage active labor in every good work. But I think few realize how much the home labors of a minister’s wife can “strengthen his hands and en~ courage his heart.” No man needs so much the help his wife can give him at home as a clergyman. Espe- cially is this the case in large cities, where he is liable to be called upon to give much time and labor to outside work not absolutely connected with his church. People don’t reflect that under such circumstances he needs more of his wife's help than other professional men. If the wife is expected to take an active part or lead in parish work and all the charitable and benevolent associations that are connected with the church. what time can she have for such home service as can save her husband from constant interrup- tion? Who but the wife can be ever ready to relieve him from the numer~ ous and often important calls, and fequently be able to give such an- swers to these calls as will be satis- factory without any interruption to her husband? Who but the wife can take charge of the numerous letters brought by the daily mails and an« swer most of them, without his stud- ies or labors being disturbed by them? The help and relief that a clergy- man’s wife can give her husband, in these and many other ways, will en< able him to do tenfold more good in his parish ‘than he could possibly do if she presided over every missionary, or charitable society connected with the church. There are always many good, capa< ble women in every church, even bet- ter fitted to take charge of all such societies than their pastor’s wife is. But they could not take her place and give him the help and relief she can bring him at home. I don’t mean that a minister’s wife should not be interested in and appreciative of the work these women are actively en- gaged in and ready to assist them, giving every moment they can to 'work with them lovingly. But I do not believe she should be expected to make this her first duty. i . , Equalto the Emergency. The Louisville Post is credited with a story of a city gentleman of simple tastes, some of Which are not shared by his wife. He likes to do things that he used to. do when he was a happy country boy. _ The other day, according to his own account of the matter, he was sitting on the back porch shelling a big dish of peas. It was the servant’s work of course, but he was doing it for pleasure. His wife, meantime, was entertaining some stylish call— ers. Suddenly the man heard one of the ladies say: , “Oh, I must see your pretty back yard. I have heard so much about it.” The next moment a window .was opened, and out popped two pretty bonnets. The man was in a strait. His wife would be terribly mortified, ' he knew. With great self-possession he turned his head away and contin- ued his work. His wife was not a whit behind him in quickness of course. “Pa-trick,” said she, “you musn’t for‘ get to mow that grass before Mr.— comes home.” “Yis, ma’am,” answered the pea- sheller, with his best brogue, and the crisis was passed in safety. Health Indications by Dreams. Lively dreams are a sign of the ex- citement of nervous action. Frightful dreams are a sign of de- termination of blood to the head. Dreams in which one imagines pain or injury to any part of the body in« dicate disease-of that part. Dreams of distorted forms are a sign of obstruction or disease of the liver. To dream of fainting indicates a weak action of the heart. Gentle pleasant dreams, are a' sign of a slight irritation of the head, but in nervous fevers often indicate the approach. of a favorable crisis. Dreaming is an experience common to humanity, though it varies widely in different individuals, and in a few exceptional cases is absolutely un. known. Behind a Wall Within a Wall. The Emperor of China, Kuang Hsu, “cannot appear in public. He lives in a great palace surrounded by a wall. He was kept ~in the strictest seclu- sion throughout his youth, the Dow- ager Empress acting as Regent. He had in his palace yards miniature models‘of men-of—war, a' train of cars, which was an exact model of the first railway train run in China, andevery toy that science counld invent or money procure. But he has never seen one of his own men-of-war or ridden in a real railway carriage.
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