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DE MASSA OB DE SHEEPFOL‘.
De Massa ob cle sheepfol‘
Dtt guard de sheep fol' bin,
Look out' in de gloomerin meadows,
Whar' de long night rain begin—-
So he call to de hirelin’ shep’a‘d,
“ Is my sheep. is dey all come in?"
So he call to de hirelin’ shep‘a‘d
“Is my sheep, is dey all come in?"
Oh den says de hirelin’ shep a ‘.d
“D85” 5 some, dey 3 black and thin,
An some, dey’s po 01’ wedda s,
Dat can ‘1: come home ngin.
Dey 1s los‘. "’ says the hir elin Shep a d-
‘ But do res’ dey s all br ung in.’
Dey' is 105’. " says da hi1eling sherd’a. ’d—
“But do r'es dey’ s all br ung in.’
Den de Massa ob de sheep fol",
Dat guard the sheepfol bin
Goes down in de gloomerin meadows,
Whar do long night rain begins-—
So he le’ down do ba’s ob de sheep fol‘,
(‘allin’ sof’. "Come in come 111.
So he 1e’ down de ba‘s ob de sheep fol’.
Callin, sof’ "Come in, come in,”
Den up tro‘ de gloomerin’ meadows.
Tro’ de 001’ night rain and win‘,
And up trol‘de gloomerin’ rain-paf‘,
V"Vha1 (1e sleet fa pie oin’ thin,
De po los sheep 0 do sheep fol‘,
Dey aleomes gadderin in.
De po los‘ sheep 0‘ de sheep fol’,
Dey alloomes gaddei 111 in.
A WOMAN S HE ART.
By Carl Baily Hurst.
The driving 1ain fo1bade our tak-
ing a walk, so we sat in the studio
and smoked. The storm had come
suddenly, and it was late in the after-
noon. From the windowseat where
I lay I could look down on Broadway
and see the crowd of clerks and shop-
girls hurrying uptown. The noise of
wagons and street cars, the babble of
voices, and the beating of footsteps on
wet pavements were borne noticeably
to the third story of the old building
which has stood for thirty years on a
corner below Union Square. It is an
old rookery, with rooms forartists and
whosoever else will live in small
quarters and not object to the odor of
cooking wafted at all times from the
gas-stoves of one’s neighbors. The
man in whose lodgings I was for the
first time had lived there for over
twenty years. He told me nothing
could make him leave. He had be-
come attached to the shaky stairs, the
worn threshholds, and the dusty walls.
It was here he had fought for fame—
and had lost the battle; yet he would
not remove.
\Ve talked of a number of things-—
of art, of the ignorance of critics, of
the capriciousness of fate—when I no-
ticed my friend Was not listening to
me, but to some sound without. I
stopped, and heard a woman walking
down the hall. She went to the door
opposite my friend X.’s lodgings, and
after fumbling with the lock a few sec-
onds, opened the door and entered.
X. did not move. He only turned his
eyes toward me, still listening but
hearing nothing more, he leaned back
in his chair, saying simply, “She’s
late.”
“In time for dinner, at any rate,” I
'hazarded.
"She doesn‘t live here.”
“Oh! Only paints during the day, of
course.”
“She’s not an artist; not even in a
dilettante way. She used to paint, I
believe; but I do not think she has
had a brush in her hand for twenty
years.”
“Twenty years?”
“For twenty years she has had
that room. None besides her has ever
entered, except the janitor once or
twice to put in a few panes of glass
broken by the bail.”
"She’s not, not-
mind, isn't she?"
"As sane as you or I. I’ll tell you
about her. It's the story of a woman‘s
heart. I do not believe two people be-
sides myself know why she has that
little studio, if, indeed, they are aware
she has it at all.”
Then he was silent for a minute. I
heard the noise of the street. and fan-
cied that I heard a woman moving in
the room across the way. The story
of a woman‘s heart. I mused—the
story of a woman’s heart. How many
a one thinks he knows its depths or its
shallown-ess, but what man has ever
really fathomed it? It's a spring of
water, I thought. It reflects the clouds
and the sunshine. It varies with cir-
..\
She’s in her right
cumstances. There is nothing constant
in it. It smiles back brightly to the
man who has brought himself nearest.
\Vhen he is gone, with the same ease
and cheerfulness it mirrors his suc-
cessor. A woman’s heart, I laughed;
there is no constancy in it.
“Listen,” said X. “Not long after I
returned from my two years at Munich
I settled in the studio in which you
see me now. About the same time a
young man of about my own age took
the one across the way. There was
more than a passing acquaintance be-
tween us. We exchanged confidences,
and I learned that a wealthy woman,
somewhat older than he, stood to him
more or less as a patroness. There
was some understanding that when he
should become established they were
to marry. She was an ambitious per-
son, strong willed, and, I surmise, she
decided to fashion the beginner's ca.-
reer to suit herself. But she was not
sympathetic. His frequent discour-
agements she took as natural events
in any young man’s cart-er. But to him
the difficulties seemed enormous and
insuperable, and the sympathy he
craved he found elsewhere, in the
daughter of a boarding-house keeper at
whose establishment he took dinner.
The patroness was frightfully incensed
when she lea11‘.ed of the new intimacy.
She stormed, but he said nothing. Then
she cried bitterly, and beggc :1 him not
to throw his life away on a woman
who had not the least thing in com-
mon with him.
“The little drama stretched itself
out for several months, until a violent
quarrel separated for good the artist
and his benefactress. The woman
wanted him to break 1115 recent at
tachment. She became aibit1a1y and
insisted. The young fellow was al-
~room scrupulously clean.
ready tired of the boarding boas»
keeper's daughter, but this command
111;: made him obstinate, and throwing
down the key of the studio, he swori
he would never come near his case.
again. \Vhen she saw he was really
leaving, she calmed and implored 11111
to stay. but he doggedly walked away
She said she loved him more than he)
life, that she would always wait until
,lle return-ed. She would keep the stu
diofimd that he must come back to he1
some time.
“That day he went to the womat
scorned by the other, and a few days
later together they drifted to the ‘Vest,
where one may be swallowed in the
vastness and change, and be forgot.
ten. The affair would have escaped
me altogether had I not one day seen
the former patroness coming to the stu:
dio, which, it seemed, she had kept
and to which she came once a fort-
night. She did this for four 01' five
years, until I read in the papers a no-
tice of her marriage. For a year she
never came near this place, but the
studio was still unvacated. The jani:
tor told me she rented the place by the
year, and at the time of her marriage
the studio belonged to her for several
months longer. And then, that'period
expiring, she rented the room again,
although she did not visit it. Incident:
ally I heard her marriage was a very
unsatisfactory one, and that her hus-
band treated her brutally. Once more
she resumed her pilgrimages to the
studio. But after her husband’s death
—for he died about two years after
they were married—she kept away for
another stretch of months; then she
started once more, and she has now
come at intervals ever since. She dusts
the books and canvases, and keeps the
This much
she has told me herself, although she
.3 very reticent. But I have often won-
dered if she lingers over each object
of her former lover‘s, and touches them
tenderly, and thinks that he might now
be near her had she been to him what
she might have been. It is probably a
solace for her to go there, and to feel
that she keeps the place for his return;
that she is watching for him, ready to
welcome him, and to tell him that she
loves him more than in those old
days.” ‘
Then X was silent.
sumed: “Peihaps he will return.
he has not returned yet.
years since he left."
“Yes, ” I said to myself, “.1 woman's
heart indeed is likea aspring. It gives
forth at all times the same stream of
love. The surface may reflect that
which passes near it, but in its depths,
clear and unchanging, lies that which
fell‘there first.”
Neither of us spoke. X.'s story
moved me strangely, although I am not
over-given to sentiment. The
came beating against the windows,
down on the foot-passengers in the
street, and on the vehicles. The world
seemed very gloomy. Unsteadily a
man mounted to the top of the stairs
near X.’s studio, and moved down the
hall. He stopped not far away, but he
made no sound. X. threw open the
door, and I saw a man wasted with dis-
ease, thin and wretchedly clad. The
rain dropped from his clothing to the
floor. I could only. see the side of his
face, but it was haggard. He stood
with his back to us, looking at the stu-
dio door opposite. He seemed not to
hear us.
no repsonse.
Presently he re-
But
He knocked again. The
door opened suddenly, and a woman
stood in the threshold. The man held
out his hands and said, brokenly:
“Sweetheart, sweetheart, I have
come back for one glimpse of para-
dise.”
With a cry the woman threw her
arms about his neck, and, drawing him
into the room, strained his wet, dishev-
elled head to her breast.
X. closed his door quietly, and turn-
ing to me, remarked: “I always
thought something like that would
happen.”—Harper’s Weekly.
Ignorance in India.
Ignorance and superstition were
among the greatest forces that the
English Government had to overcome
in dealing with the plague in India.
It was found out by the authorities
that one of the chief causes of the
reluctance of the natives to enter hos-
pitals was due to the fear that they
would be killed, because they believed
that the Queen, in revenge for the in
suit offered to her statue, had demand.
ed the lives of 30,000 inhabitants of
Bombay—Philadelphia Ledger.
PEN POINTS.
It is not the expensive fashionable
ball, but the cheap ball of the slum
saloon that brings misery to the poor.
The prime of life is when we have
learned to laugh at things that once
would have made us weep.
Many a family that thinks it is keep-
ing up appearances is keeping up noth-
ing but a signal of distress.
Second thoughts may be the best,
but they are usually' too late for the
band wagon.
A drama may be too good to be pop:
ular with the masses. It is a good
deal so With a man
A true friend is one who will lister
to your troubles and not tell you his
own ——n.Truth
Not a. Single Instance.
Younlgley: “Yes, sir, we love each
other, and love matches always turn
out happily. 'Do you know of a single
instance where they have not done
so?"
Olding: “No, not of a single instance,
but I know of a. good many married
ones.”
Mistress—I think I have given you
a good idea of the cocking I reqrire
Do you think you'cou‘d prep-are it?
Gook—Yis, mum; but. Oi cud nivil
ate it.-—New York Journal.
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It is twenty
rain I
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' $3,000.
He knocked, but there was ’
A WHOLE'STATE RUN 3v WOMEN.
Farm the Land, Repair the Roads, and
Send the Men to Work in the City.
The woman question has been on
trial for years in a country the condi-
tions and tendencies of which seems
' more outspokenly opposed to progress
in that particular direction than those
of any other land. It may sound
strange. yet Russia is the empire re-
ferred to.
In Central Russia is the township of
Besjukovschtschina. There, in 1861.
after an epidemic that reduced the
peasants to starvation, the women,
led by Saschka, ordered the men to
leave and go to the city to find work.
The women remained alone and began
to till the farms. The men were al-
lowed to return only for the holidays.
The woman state comprises a terri-
tory of ten square miles, and is divided
into seven villages. Saschka and seven
other women, the wives of the exiled
elders, administer to all public affairs,
such as the levying of taxes, the allot-
ment of acres to the various families,
the keeping up of the churches, the
paying of the shepherds, etc., etc. They
also assume the recruiting officer's du-
ties by sending those men who attained
the proper age to town in order to sub-
mit to medical examination.
In the Summer the fields of the dis-
trict afford a peculiar aspect. One
may ride over the Besjukovsch-atschina
domain from morning till night with-
out encountering a single male being.
All the work, the hardest as well as
the lighter manipulations, is executed
by women and girls of different ages.
“'ith naked feet and arms they trot
behind the plough, throw out seeds
and gather fruit. Here we observe a
dozen or more sturdy members of the
weaker sex engaged in lifting a mighty
rock; again, w e see others cutting dov 11
trees or subduing a bucking horse or a
wild bull. Toward evening all hauls
assemble iu the church squares of ti1e
seven villages to hear reports of con-
mon interest, the women acting May-
ors being the. speedhmakers, who dis-
cuss public questions in decisive and
businesslike manner. This done, the
women go home to attend to their own
affairs.
Besides cultivating the fields, they
keep the roads in order, and occasi'm-
ally set up a new cottage or stablt.——
New York Journal.
DIAMOND JIM BRADY.
I'he Fad of a Man “’110 Travels with Prec—
ious Stones “’orth $60,000.
Accompanying a party of Southern
Pacific officials returning from a con-
ference at Monterey, Cal; that passed
through Denver the other day was
James R. Brady, who is engaged in
the business of railway supplies. Mr.
Brady is known as “Diamond Jim by
his associates. When he dresses for a
pleasure excursion, it is said, he goes
about with $60,000 worth of diamonds
hidden about his person.
He displays ordinarily a diamond
scarf pin, a pair of diamond cuff but-
tons, and a ring or two. His watch is
studded with diamonds, 'and cost
The diamonds that are not
displayed conspicuously are said to be
the costliest. He wears diamonds upon
his garter buckles, the buttons of his
silk underwear have small diamonds
set in them, and his suspender buck-
les are incrusted with gems. The
chains of his suspenders are of gold.
He carries with him a collection of
, umbrellas and canes, all of which have
golden handles set with diamonds. He
also carries matches in a diamond or-
namented match case, and his cigars
are offered to his companions from an
elaborately enamelled and diamond
incrusted cigar case. He lets his fad
run unchecked in the matter of cuff
,buttons. He has twelve sets of cuff
buttons, nearly as many sets of shirt
buttons, and scarf pins innumerable,
with the ornaments always diamonds.
: Of his many diam-0nd rings of curious
I designs there is one that bears a soli-
taire torquoise set within a cluster of
diamonds. This he calls his mascot,
'and he never lets it leave his posses
sion.—New York Sun.
The Spider Growing Industry.
When mine host in the ideal coun-
try inn, which all of us seek but none
of us find, brings up a bottle of crusted
wine covered with cobwebs and dust,
this-outward and visible sign is taken
as convincing evidence of age. we
grieve to have to record that the trust
may now' be misplaced.= A bulletin
(No. 7) of the division of entomology
of the United States Department of
Agriculture says that in France and
Pennsylvania an industry has recently
sprung up. which consists of the farm-
ing of spiders for the purpose of stock-
ing wine collars, and thus securing al-
most immediate coating of cobwebs to
new wine bottles, giving them the ap-
pearance of great age. This industry
is carried on in a little French village
in the Department of Loire, and near
Philadelphia, where “Epeira vulgaris”
and “Nephila plumipes” are raised in
large quantities and sold to wine mer-
chants at the rate of $10 per hundred.
This application of entomology to in-
dustry is one which will not be high!
commended—From Nature.
The Smallest Picture in the World.
Probably the smallest piece of
painting in the world is that executed
by a Flemish artist. It. is painted on
the smooth side of a grain of common
White corn, and pictures a mill, and a.
miller mounting a stair with a sack of
grain on his back. The mill is rep-
resented as standng on a terrace, and
near it is a horse and cart, while a
group of several peasants is shown in
the road near by. The picture is
beautifully distinct, eVel‘y object being
finished with microscopic fidelity, yet
by careful measurement it is shown
that the whole painting does not cover
a surface of half an inch square.
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NARROW SILK FRINGE REVIVED.
Miles of Ribbon and Yards Upon Yards 0!
Lace Used {or Trimmings.
(By Special Arrangement with the N.Y. Sun.)
It is evident that foulnrd is one of
the most popular materials of the sea—
son, and the use of green on a blue and
white silk seems to be a favorite con.
trast. Black with blue and white is
another, and the black satin belt is ad-
missible on any gown, without regard
to the mixture of colors. One blue and
white model has a yoke of perpendicu-
lar rows of black and white lace inser-
tion, a black satin belt, and a full bod-
ice of silk with fine cordings an inch
apart running around below the yoke.
The skirt is plainly hemmed and made
loose from the lining, as all the new
skirts are, and- eight fine cords are set
in around the hips twelve inch-es below
the waist, beginning at the front
breadth. Cording and tucking are spe-
cial features of fashion, particularly in
the thin gowns, and the finer the tucks
the more up to date they are. Tiny
tucks drawn up in shirrings close to-
gether in groups are one of the favor-
ite effects for muslin gowns, and they
are arranged around the hips on the
skirts and for the yokes on the waist.
Fortunately, there are no infallible
rules of fashion this season, and al-
most any form of decoration that can
be devised will pass muster. The se-
cret of distinction in dress lies, never—
theless, in pretty harmonies and tell—
ing contrasts of color, or in adopting
neutral tints for the gowns to make
them stand out amid the gorgeous col-
ors that characterize the most gener-
ally worn style of costume.
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Next in order of pepularity after the
foulards and transparent canvas ma-
terials is muslin of all kinds, and or-
gandies especially. It would seem
from the quaint old-time patterns that
the simplicity in modes of “ye olden
days” must come back to us; but the
fashionable muslin gown is anything
but simple in price or manner of trim-
ming. Yards and yards of lace and in-
sertion are used in its construction, and
the only redeeming feature in the ex-
pense is the use of colored dimity for
the lining. But the truly elegant mus—
lin has the silk lining. A fashionable
model in white orgaudie is made over
mauve silk and trimmed with rows 1 a
lace and insertion set crosswise and u
and down on the skirt. up and down 1,
the waist, and around the sleeves. :11:
1 ruflfle of lace finishes the full DOLllL
where it opens in the side, and at ti;
bottom of the skirt. Mauve satin ril
Loon forms the sash, and loops of th
ribbon catch up the drapery at the to;
31’ the sleeves. Another example 121' ti:
fireesy muslin gown is of cornfiow.
blue and white organdie over a. nmuv
lilk lining. It is trimmed with rows (.
i narrow blue satin ribbon sewed on.
other times.
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STUDY. OF INSECTS.
DR. LOVE TALKS ON THEIR STRUCT-
URE AND TRANSFORMATION.
Butterfly’s Hollow Tongue Formed by
Union of the Mandibles—Make-up of a
Complicated Eye—Points About In'
sect Wings and Legs. ‘
In a recent public lecture at the
American Museum of Natural History,
in New York, Dr. E. G. Love set forth,
with the assistance of stereopticon
slides, some features of insect life that
are not very widely known. His sub
ject was “Study of Insects: Their
structure and Transformation.”
After explaining the difference be-
tween partial and incomplete. meta-
morphoses of insects, Dr. Lore said:
“Every insect has an upper and an
under lip. The mandible‘lies betWeen
them, and in some cases is developed
to an enormous extent. Underneath,
it is sometimes modified so 1i1at to
form the ‘glossa,’ 01' tongue. Some of
the insects find use for jaws, and some
do not, and practically have none at
all. The beetle, who needs a pair of
powerful jaWS to crack the vegetable
food he lives on, replesents the form-
er class. The budetfiy, who absorbs
his food by suction, as it is entirely
liquid, represents the latter. IIis ton-
gtie is adapted to procure his food for
him, just as the tongue of the honey
bee is adapted to lapping, the method
by which the latter swallows.
“The proboscis, as it is called, of the
common. house fly is really an expan-
sion of his upper lip, which he thrusts
down into his food to convey it to his
mouth. In appearance, it is like a
leaf doubled over; one-half continu-
ally laps over upon the other when
the proboscis is not in use.
“The tongue of the cricket is really
a true tongue. ‘bc tongue of the but-
terfiy consists of a tube, formed by
the fastening of one mandible upon the
other, with a small opening between.
Through this the butterfly raises the
fluids on which it lives by opening a
small sac in its head. In this sac,
which is controlled by powerful mus-
cles, he can thus produce a vacuum,
and draw up the liquid in which he has
inserted his muscular and pointed
tongue, the end of which is covered
with little papilli, supposed to be the
organs of taste.
"In studying the eyes of insects we
find that those of the water beetle are
among the most striking. \I'hen mag-
nified it appears like part of the sur-
face of a sphere, composed of many
small hexagonal parts. This is the
compound eye, and each of these hun-
dreds of parts is a perfect eye in it-
self, the head of an inverted cone, the
apex of which is connected by a nerve
with the retina.
“An interesting feature of the wings »
of these little creatures is the ‘powder‘
which they carry and which adheres
to the fingers of their captors. It is
made of a great number of scales from
the wings themselves, but is by no
means as brilliantly colored as it
sometimes seems. Many insects with
colored wings have absolutely color-
less scales. The appearance of color
in the latter is due solely to the light.
There are 30,000 lines to the inch on
each of these scales, so that their pris-
matic effect is easily understood.
“Nature provides a series of books
on the front edge of the hind wings of.
Insects, each hook fitting into a groove
on the hind edge of a front wing. The
front and bind wings are thus fast-
ened together on each side, while the
Insect is flying, and are unfastened at
This explains why you
have occasionally noticed one of the
species flying, apparently with
two wings, and have seen
him display four upon alight-
ing. This arrangement is ex-
tremely convenient for such little crea-
tures as the honey bee, which has to
enter small holes, where a large ex-
panse would be useless. '
“The insect effects its breathing, not,
as men and animals do, by the lungs,
but through openings in all sides of
the body. It has an intricate system
of tubes running through all parts of
its person, through which the air is
brought in contact with the legs,
wings, and so on. These tubes are
each protected by delicate membranes,
In the fly there exists certain air<
pouches, in addition to the tubes,
which serve as reservoirs of air.
“Water insects use two methods of
breathing. They either come to'the
surface to perform tnat function, or, as
is frequently in the early stages of
their existence, breathe by means of
peculiar gills, which draw the oxygen
out of the water and transfer it to the
blood.”
Entirely to Local.
Maurice Barrymore was once in
London with a new piece which he was
anxious to have reproduced. He had
read it to a manager, and it had been
decided that he was to play the lead-
ing role. About a week after it was
supposed to have been definitely set-
tled. “Barry” received a note from
the manager, asking him to call.
Barrymore called and the manager
said: “I like the piece, old fellow, but
I don't see how I can 121‘ you in the
cast. Your beastly
won’t do at all, you know. 1:13; won’t
have it.” .
“\Vell, that’s said Barry-
more; “they told me 01: t? e cthe1 side
that they war-1131.1 have .n’e on account
of my beastly 351:in sh I ialect. W’hat
am I to do—nive 1ecitations on the
transatlantic 51:. more '”——’ San Fran-
cisco Argonaut.
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Unmavia'hie.
Odorous Oliver—It: sorry fer dese
sassiety blokes.
Weary WagglesmWin: 1~
Odorous Oliveerese allus
says as how dey is alias in do swim!
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' have had' an agreeable journey.
" my own part, I beg you to convey t
CHINESE HOME LIFE.
Much More Cleanly Than We Have Been
Led to Suppose.
Sociability does not exist among the
upper classes of China as in America
or England. Their societies are
formed for political purposes, and
when a banquet is given it is generaL
1y with an object. A dinner , given
merely to enjoy the pleasure of enter-
taining one’s friends is a rare, if not
non-occurring, spectacle. The dishes
at these banquets are frequently cost-
ly, and always palatable. There is :1
false impression abroad that the Chi-
nese live on all sorts of filthy and, to
us, disgusting, dishes. Their style of
cooking is difierent from ours, but
the Chinese gentleman eats nothing
that the American gentleman will not
eat. One thing in their cookery should
be mentioned: that is, their universal
use of the “hsiang yu,” or sesame 011.
What the olive oil is to the French-
man, the “hsiang yu,” or fragrant oil.
is to the Chinaman. Its taste, at first
peculiar. soon becomes pleasant, and
to-day I prefer it to either lard 01' 01-
ive oil in the preparation of food. Al-
though it is always given for a pur-
pose, the host’s manners are those of
perfect hospitality. He entreats you
to “eat this,” “taste that,” and s
forth, and with his own ivory chop-
sticks, fresh from his mouth, will so
lect an especially dainty bit from th
bowl under consideration and deposi-
it in your little saucer. Wine of sev
eral varieties is served during the ban
quet. At the close, instead of finge
bowls, a napkin wrung out of boilin_
water is presented each guest, and h
proceeds to bathe his face, hands an
head before adjoui 'ning to the “m1
kang” for his pipe of opium or tobac
co, as his habit is. Cigarettes are ver
popular. Although cards . and chcs1
doubtless originated in China, the up
per classes do not indulge much in
either pastime. Some of the gentle
men, and occasionally a lady, wil
play the banjo or guitar; but music,
such as it is, is usually the professio
of the. blind, the actor 01' the harlot.
His Excessive Politeness.
The late General Sir Henry Ponson
by, for many years Queen Victoria’
private secretary, was noted for hi1
politeness, and whenever an artiste
performed at Court he always tele
: graphed the following day to inquir-
after the performers health. If a com
plete troupe performed the general
employed a formula always the same,
which included the various members 0
the company. Some time ago Rogers
Prat was sent for to Court to exhibi
his educated geese before Queen V ic
toria’s grandchildren. The day follow
ing the artiste received the, traditiona'
telegram from General I‘onsonby
written in the following immutabl-
terms——“Her Gracious Majesty woul
be delighted to know if the member.
of your troupe are well, and if the
Fe
them the expression of my esteem.”
Evidently Mixed Relationship.
The Moultrie (Ga.) Gazette says tha
there is a family near by which con
sists of two mothers, four fathers, on.
grandmother, six sons, one grandfa
ther, three daughters, three sisters
six brothers, five husbands, thre.
aunts, two nieces, seven uncles, si'
nephews, two wives, one mother-in
law, three sisters-lu-law, seven broth
ers-in-law, one father-in-law, one son
in-law, six grandsons, two granddaugh
ters; and there are only ten in the fam
ily.
Footed the Bills.
Francis W. Bird, the “Sage of Wal
pole,” once went to see Dr. S. G. How
and found him with his feet swathe'
in flannels and extended on a chair
“Howe, what is the matter ‘3” he asked
"I have got the gout,” said Howe.
“You have got the gout—such a tem
perance man as you?" “Yes, Bird, m
ancestors drank wine and I have t
foot the billsi”-——Boston Transcript.
VARIETIES.
The wife of Li Hung Chang is sai
to have 2000 gowns and a thousan
waiting women obedient to her bee
and call.
A deal? and dumb person bein_
asked to give his idea of forgive-hes
took pencil and wrote: “ It is th
sw'eetness which flowers yield whe-
trampled upon.”
If y :u want assistance, go to stran
gers. If you want adrice, go to ac
queintances. If you do not want any
things, your relatives may be glad t1
#6.! you.
In the more expensive Paris res
taurants where the art of swelling .
bill is reduced to science the charg
of :30 centimes (10 cents) is made f0
taking a seat.
The. first book in Delaware was .
very small one: “The Child’s Spellin
nook," printed in Wilmington, b
.ames Adams, in 1761. A more am
utious work, the "Laws of N:-
Castle, Kent and Sussex,” was issue-
oy the same printer in 1763.
F. W. Ayer of Bangor, Me.., has
collection of postage stamps whic
ranks third in the world. He recent:
returned from London, where he wa
{ionized by the philatelists (includin
the Duke of York), and it is reporte
that he sold a single stamp of th
Hawaiian issue of 1851 for £700, 0
$3.500.
e allm and Collected.
1101101 te1 “It is said that you an.
119:1 r1;
0' Iamw-ty wexe calm and collecte-
afic-r 1:1.) dynamite exp lesion in th:
marry.
(”1:11: 21.1, it .‘3131-{8 this.
was calm and 0 .11" ”garty was col
lected.”
"i don't want the whee-I. It’s to
heav.’y'
Say, I’ll tlnow in a lamp. That’
make it lightex. ”
Norwalk Chronicler