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A RURAL LYRIC.
Talk about your city life—what is it, 1.. -_
rills
0f sunshine gleaming. dreaming m; '.
' leys and the hills?
- What is it to the river banks where Lu -.'-.-
» suckles swing—. .
. To the peach fields where the mucking L... c.
are primping up for spring ‘3
Talk abo t your city life—what is it to 1”:
light
That is tangled in the woodlands, where tht
purple and the white
Of springtime‘s earliest blossoms seem blow.
ing into you.
. “’ith the rumpled maples bending and bar."
ing “Howdy-dc!"
‘ Oh, the brightest light is beaming from a
wilder, sweeter sod
Where the dew-Wet violets dreaming send
messages to God!
—F. L. S. in Atlan'ta. Constitution.
,P-UNISHED BY A LION.
Vie had come down off the mount-
ains near Fremont’s Peak—the six of
17s who had been prospecting for three
months—and we had scarcely struck
the trail when we ran upon a mountain
outfit. There were three white men,
two half-breeds, a Mexican, and a
negro, and the party had six pack
mules with them. They had just gone
into camp for the night, and after
«hearty greetings all around we pitched
our tents alongside and cooked our
suppers at the same campfire. The'
strangers were bound up to Little
Squaw Mountain, on a hunt for gold.
The leader was Jim Williams.
There would have been no trouble
between the two outfits but for the
cards which were introduced after sup-
per. And as it was, only a portion of
the men cared to play, as the day had
been a. tiresome one to all. Our chief,
,. Frank Johnson of Nevada, sat down
with Williams, and both were in great
good nature as I wrapped myself up in
my blanket and fell asleep. I had
sieptafor two hours when aroused by
the Stands“ of a quarrel. I was the
last man of the thirteen to roll out,
and I found every one of the twelve
with a. gun in his hand. It seemed
that the two leaders had begun play-
ing for money, and luck being with
our man he had won heavily. Then
there came a dispute as to some point,
the lie was passed, and the men of
both outfits were ready to open fire on
each other. It was the other crowd
which backed down. Williams realized
that he could not depend upon the
Mexican and the negro, and was there-
fore overmatched. After a moment he
flung down his gun and said to John-
son: ' ,7
“The crowd has nothing to do with
this row, and I reckon we are men
enough to settle it between ourselves.”
"In any way you choose,” reg-lied
Johnson.
5:..ffWell, then, I'll tell you my plan in.
the morning. ,One of us has got to go
under for ,what has passed, but to-
morrowmill be a long day. Let’s call
’it off for to-night.”
The men of both camps slept peace-
fully during the remainder of the
night, and as we prepared and ate
breakfast nobody had a word to say
about the trouble of the night before.
The two leaders gave each orher
“good morning” and chatted about
the weather, and I would have wagered
my all that the hard words had been
forgotten and forgiven. I was look-
ing for the order to pack up and move
on as soon as breakfast was over when
Williams took a seat beside Johnson
and quietly observed:
' "You are in no great hurry, I take
it, and a day or two will make no dif-
ference to our men."
"We, can stop here a week as well
as not,” was the reply.
“Just ahead of us, to the north, is
Jackson’s Basin.”
"Aye! I’ve passed through it,” said
Johnson. “It is a natural sink, which
was once the bed of a lake, but is now
grown up with a perfect‘tangle. What’s
your plan?”
"One of us is to leave here at 9
o’clock It will take him an io-.:r to
reach the far side. At 10 o’clock the
., other will leave, We will hunt for
each other in the basin. The c: e who
lives toget out wiligreturn here and
notify . the camps., Do you under-
stand-2" -
“Perfectly. We are-to hunt for each
other in thebaain, and to sho t on
sight. Oneof us will be left there.
The one who.,goes first turns on his
trail an-d,.returns. Wevcan stick to
the trail on take to. the woods. We
may be hunting each other for half a
day or half a week.”
“That’s the idea, and now we‘ll toss
up to see who goes first. Is it heads
or tails?” .
“Heads,” said our leader.
The coin which Williams toased in-
to the air fell tail up, and he rose up
and said: >
' "It's for me to go. first. Boys, you
all understand this matter. Only one
of us is to come back, and there‘s to
be no hard feelings about it. If I’m
left behind you’ll push~ on with. Bill
heie ior you’re leader. What I’ve got
in try packs you are welcome to aside
bemeeu you. _ I’ye got fifteen in notes
to get ready inz’”
1 had heard every-,wordof the above,
as had every, other man in c-.i:;,, but
itwas hard for me to realize 1h 1 he
men were in sober earnest. It was to
boa man-hunt to the death, and they
had talked it over as coolly as if .l.e
subject of discussionwas a bea. or
deer. Williams took with him a dc,
a revolver, a knife, fifty. extra cart~
ridges, and, some bread and meat.
Whenreadyto go he shook hands . its
the two white men of his party, :Jd-
tied to the others and to us, and said
to Johnson; ,
“In an hour I shall reach the f r
side and be ready to turn back. Sc-ry
the earth isn't big enough for hot; or
us, but we happen to be built that. way. ,
‘It’s alfair show for both, and the.e’ll
be nothing to kick over." _ .
During the .hour.allow.ed him John-
uu,cl,saued his firearms, bargained
tain interests in case he did not re-
turn. When the hour was up he shook
hands all around, had a word with the
men of the other camp, and be we
whistling as he disappeared from vie .v.
When Williams had crossed the
basin he turned and headed back to,
the south, but not on the trail. II;-
knew John-son too well to supro7c
that he would make his way to 1;;
centre of the basin on the trail. IIC
enter-ed the woods on Ihis right, a..d
made his way along through the tangle
and over the boulders with the stealth
of an Indian. As our leader entered
the basin he also entered the woods to
his right. The two men thus made a
half circle, and were as far away from
each other as the limits allowed. The
basin contained about 500 acres of
land, and was walled in on every side.
The trees were not large, but the un-
dergrowth was very thick, and there
were also many great boulders lying
about. ~
As Williams circled to the south and
Johnson to the north, each made a
half circle before finding the other's
trail. The distance covered by this
half circle was about two miles, and
such was the caution with which the
men moved that it was afternoon be-
fore they came upon “signs.” Each
one’s plan was now plain to the other
and both at once changed. That is,
each returned over his own trail, or
within reaching distance of it. This
change simply prevented a meeting.
When one had reached the north end
of the trail the other was back at the
south end, and it was 4 o’clock in the
afternoon. Then each took the trail
and held it to a point within 200 feet
of the centre, and Williams left it for
the woods to his left and Johnson for
the woods to his right. Without sus-
pecting each other’s presence they
crept carefully forward until only fifty
feet separated them. Then a wolf
dashing out from the space between
them gave both men the cue, and each
began to work for a. Shot. Johnson
had before him three or four vin-e—
covered boulders, and he crept under
the vines and was so well hidden that
even the eyes of a fox could not have
made him out. Half an hour passed,
and it was growing dark in the foreSt,
when Williams rose up alongside a
tree and began peering about. His up-
rising was like that of a shadow, and
for ten minutes he did not expose a
finger as a target. Then he either
l;-;-;“.‘.1ne impatient or figured that J ohn-
7 was not at hand, and his head left
a
the shelter of the tree to get a better
lcck. It was too dark for Johnson to
1117.9 accurate aim, and the 'bullet
meant for William’s eye passed
through and knocked the cap off his
he; . In a second Williams had fired
in return, taking a snap shot at the
flash, and his bullet tore through the
cloth on Johnson’s shoulder.
Those were the first and best shots
fired. Each man drew away after
firing, and they were probably a mile
and a. half apart as they made camp
for the night. As the sun came up
the hunt was on again. They were
now east and west of the trail and
more than a mile apart. They seemed
to locate each other by intuition, and
one moved to the right and the other
to the left to make a rear approach.
At 11 o’clock, as Johnson crept for-
ward on hands and knees and started
to lift hi‘mselfn-up beside a tree, he
came face to face with Williams, who
was about to do the same thing from
the opposite direction. Both sprang
up and began firing. The range was
too close, and the sudden encounter
had alsoupset them. Each man fired
five or six bullets, each had his cloth-
ing perforated, and'then web retreat-
ed. Taking the‘tree as' a common
centre they began circling around it
and must have passed each other at
least twice. Then the circle was
broaden-ed until the tree was half a
mile from its outer edge, and it took
in a mass of rock which both men had
marked for a strong position.
At about 1 o’clock in the afternoon
Johnson was creeping toward the
rocks from one direction and Williams
from another, but Williams gained the
shelter first. Johnson caught a glimpse
of him as he ‘croucbed among the
shadow of the rocks, but waited to get
a. better view before firing. He lay on
his stomach, his rifle over a stick on
the earth and his eye at the sights, and
he felt sure of his man. Let Williams
but move a foot one way or the other
and a bullet would find him. For ten,
~minutes stillness reigned throughout
the basin. en, as sudden as a t‘hu'n-
derclap there was an angry scream
from a wild beast, and Johnson saw
’ some object cross his line of vision and
descend upon the crouching man. It
took him a full half minute to under—
s.and what was happening and
that it was no trick of his adver-
sary.’ There were growls, shouts and
screams, with two bodies rolling over
and over in the undergrowth, and
Johnson at length made out that a
mountain lion had sprung upon the
man who was watching and waiting
for him. As soon as this became clear
he dashed forward, got in two
shots, and then fiung away his
rifle and attacked the lien with
his knife. The beast had re-
' ceived seven stabs from Williams
and two bullets from Johnson, and yet
the latter was seVerely clawed before
the beast gave up its hold on life. In
lighting upon its victim it had seized
him by the throat, and though the
man had made a. wonderful fight of it
he was dead ere Johnson had finished
the lion. '
,Half an hour before dusk our leader
came staggering into camp, his cloth-
ing in rags and his body bleeding from
a dozen wounds. We rushed forward
for an explanation, and bracing his
back against a tree he said:
‘.‘It was a mountain lion. He killed
Williams and almost did for me.
Thank God, I am no murderer!"'-—New
,YorkiSun. » f ..-..
his pack, and gave some instruction?
as to what. should be done with cer- '
El”
A MAN WON IIE :.
It’s an awkward thing when masts!
and man are in love with the same girl
One must give way, you see! And i:
the master is that one, it’s apt to be
bad for the man. Knowing this, J ohr
Adams and Emily Bolton resolved tc
keep their engagement to themselves
for a bit, until they could start in life
on their own account.
Why the girl had fallen in love witl
the man instead of his master it woulr‘
puzzle a cenjurer to tell. I’m sure she
couldn’t have said herself. It was he
John Adams, who suggested secrecy:
and Emily, after a little dispufi,
agreed. .
Emily accepted John about Christ
mas time, and he argued that it woulv.
be ruin to be discharged in the elect»
time.
“We’ll keep it to ourselves till the
spring, my girl, and then we can snap
our fingers at him,” said John.
But Emily had no desire to snap her
fingers at Reuben Saunders. She was
not built that way. She felt sorry for
him, and wished him all manner 01
good things. Still she was in love
with John, and consequently did as he
told her.
But long before spring came—in fact
it was the middle of February—it be-
gan to be rumored about that John and
Emily were engaged. Reuben heard
the report and went straightway to
her father’s cottage and asked to see
Emily.
Mrs. Bolton opened the door. She
stepped back and called up stairs,—
“Em’ly, Em’ly! Here’s Mr. Saun-
ders wants to see yer."
And then she went about her work,
and left him standing at the open door.
She, for her part, preferred Reuben to
John as a. husband for her pretty
daughter. That she was the girl’s
mother, and knew the value of money
by its lack, may account for. her pref
erence. Moreover'Reuben was as good
a man as John, though not so hand-
some.
“I’ve only come to ask you a ques-
tion, Emily,” said Reuben, humbly.
when at last the girl appeared.
“Say on,” said Emily, not quite at
her ease, for there had been a time
when she had given Reuben encourage-
ment.
“I hear that you and John Adams are
going to be married.” And Reuben
lifted his honest eyes and looked the
girl straight in the face.
“I don’t see What business it is 01
yours. I suppose we’ve a right—” be-
gan the girl, angrily.
But before she could finish her sen-
tence, Reuben said, sadly, “I’ve got my
answer,” and turned away.
The girl’s heart smote her.
‘Stay, Reuben, stay! It's not my
fault. I did not want to keep it from
you. But—but John said—” .
Emily stopped. The meanness of ii
all ashamed her.
“I know, I know! Adams judges
me by himself, and thought I would
turn him off as soon as I heard of it!"
said Saunders, bitterly.
Of course John’s sweetheart fired up
at that.
"If you’ve got anything to say against
John, you can say it to some one else
Mr. Saunders!" she cried out.
“I haven’t!” he shouted back, strld‘
ing of! down the little path to the front
gate as Emily slammed the door.
"I'll give him a week’s wages and
turn him off,” Reuben told himself
passionately. ThenEmily’s sweet face.
rose before him. “I can’t do it—l
can’t do it!” he muttered, as he strode
on, his hands deep down in his trous-
er’s pockets, his head bent forward on
his chest, a noble man. than he thought
himself.
CHAPTER II.
It was with a. heavy heart that Em-
ily went to meet her lover the next
day, which was Saturday, and there-
fore a half holiday. She had not seen
him since she told Reuben of their en.
gagement, and was afraid to hear what
Reuben might have said to John about
it. .
The first sight of John’s face when
they met reassured her. As I have
said before, he was a handsome young
man, and as he came smilingly up to
her, Emily felt certain that she loved
him dearly, and that he was in every
way a more desirable man than Saun-
ders. Which, strange to say, was no!
what she always thought about him is
his absence. After their usual greet-
ing, they turned and walked on togeth-
er.
“The boss has been very civil tc
me this morning,” said John; “called
me into that little office of his, and saic
he thought as he’d heard of a place
as'd suit me. Kind of foreman’s place
down in the shires; a place called Bur
dock, I think he said."
“0h,‘John, how good of him!" ex-
claimed the girl.
“H’m,” said John, with a. conceiter.
smile: “don’t you see, eh, he wants tr.
get rid of me—wants me out of the
way so he can come after you?”
“No—no; he knows better."
“He’s a precious sight too conceitec
to know better. Lor’ I did laugh in my
sleeve as I thanked him, and said as
I’d be glad if he’d speak a word for
me. If I get it we’ll be married righ‘:
away. Now you see how wise of me tc
insist on you saying nothing about ou1
being engaged."
“You’re quite wrong!” cried Emily
who had in vain tried to interrupt th‘.
flow of her sweetheart’s words. “It’.
because he knows. He came and askec
me yesterday, and I told him!”
9 “You told him we were going to In
married?”
“Yes, I told him." repeated Emily.
“Well, I’m blowed!" and John lookec
as if after that nothing would surpris:
him any more. Then, after a. few min
utes' consideration, “He must be 1
tool!" he exclaimed. 4
LURWALK ~GAZETTE
To this Emily vouchsafed no 13, .,
so John, not exactly understanding r 7
ilence, changed the subject by s
ing,—
"‘Em,'you’ve often wanted to go 073;
the old Manor Hones, and you won‘t
have many more chances if I get this
place. Shall we go now?"
Emily agreed. She knew the care-
taker, so there would be no difiiculty
in getting in.
CHAPTER III.
They had wandered about the old
place for twenty minutes, and had
been everywhere except up in the tow-
ers, which was the oldest part 'of the
house. It had been shut up from the
public, as dangerous, for the last two
years. John proposed that they should
go to the top and see the view." Emily
was frightened, but he laughed her out
of her fears, or out of the expression of
them. So they went up; and John,
who was in a teasing mood, insisted on
their getting out on the roof, which
was done by means of a short ladder
leading through a trap door.
Though the day was warm for the
time of year, Emily'soon felt bitterly
cold, and said she must go down. John
led the way; but hardly had he got his
foot off the last rung of the ladder
when he felt the tower begin to rock.
With the impulse of a. coward, scarce
staying to give a hasty shout to 14111in
to follow, be rushed down the stone
stairs and out of the place. A mo-
ment later there was a series of creak-
ing reports, and three sides of he
building fell with a crash to the
ground, leaving Emily crouching down
in a corner of the roof, which still
hung to the remaining side.
Adams ran into the road shouting
for a ladder. Soon a crowd was col-
lected and the ladder was fetched. Too
short! Another was found, and while
willing hands were lashing the two to-
gether, Reuben drove up in his cart.
When he heard what had happened,
he took John’s place in binding the
ladders together, saying,— .
“You go and tell her what we’re do-
ing. I’ll see to this.
Reuben had the habit of authority,
so John went.
When the ladders were firmly bound
Reuben and two others carried them
through the iron gates into the little
park where the tower stood. A mixed
crowd of men, women, and children
stood breathlessly gazing up at the cor-
ner where Emily crouched, her face
covered, not seeming to hear the en'-
couraging words her lover was shout-
ing up to her.
Reuben looked at the wall.
“We must be quick,” said he to the
man next to him, or it’ll be down be-
fore we can get her off.” Then after a
momenthe added: “It won’t hear the
weight of the ladder. Run and fetch
the one off my cart."
This was done, and in a few minutes
the third ladder was pushed through
the rungs of the first, about four feet
from the top, making an isosceles tri-
angle. Two men were placed at the
foot of each ladder to steady it, and
the whole reared sideways against the
wall, the apex almost touching Emily,
and the upright reaching up above her
head. John hadn't been of much help
—he was like one distraught; but when
all was ready, Reuben turned to him
and said,—
“Now, tell her to get on'the ladder.
Tell her to look up and catch hold of
the frame above her head. Tell her
she is quite safe."
John shouted up these instructions
but without more result than making
Emily half stretch out her hand and
shudderingly cover her face again.
Then Reuben,— _
“It's all right, Miss Bolton. You just
get on the ladder—quick, and you’ll be
safe enough. There's half a dozen of
us holding it at the bottom," he shout-
ed, encouragingly.
CHAPTER IV.
Reuben turned to John once more.
“Look here, man,” he said, you must
go up and fetch her.”
“Go up that ladder? It wouldn’t beat
the weight of both of us.”
“Some one must fetch her down. It
you wan’t, I must."
“I'll—I’ll hold the ladder."
"Pshawt" And Reuben turned away.
Then suddenly turning back: “Mind
you, if I get her down safe,,I try my
luck again.” And shouting to the men
to hold the ladder firm, he cautiously
went up.
“Emily,” said he, as he touched her,
“we must change places my glr .” She
looked at him, her eyes wi.d with
fright. “That’s right! You keep look-
ing at me, and doing as I tell you, and
you’ll be as safe as a trivet," said he.
cheerfully, though his heart was work-
ing like a steam engine. How he man-
aged to change places with Emily he
never knew. He always said it was
her trust in him that did it. ' When she
was safe on the ladder and he clingiu..
tothe fragment of wall, he said. im—
pressively—
“Go down the ladder as quickly as
you can, and I’ll follow. In two min-
utes the whole place’ll'be down.”
Emily gave him one swift look th
sent the blood tingling through h
veins, and in less than a minute 3;
was on-the ground. John, who had
been allowed to hold the ladders, tr.
to put his arm around her, but
pushed him, from her as she breathle
ly watched Reuben’s descent. Tm.
turning to him,—
“Go!” she said. “Go! When I ma
ry, I’ll marry—I’ll marry a man!”
After that she fainted.
She did marry a man. His nan.
was Reuben Saunders. John [.dii.
got the foreman’s place in the shires.
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CONDITIONS MET.
"His fortune, who would win my hand.
Must have at least five ciphers in ‘x
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BAYADERE STRIPES HAVE RET URNEI
Blouses to Be Very Much “'nrn—Dec'nra
{tions Will he Elaborate. '
The blouse is hire with emphatic
declaration, and a lie-1.30 of some sor'
seems to be a. fashi. .. ;,..: necessity fox
all the woman who a a sfender enougt
to wear it with gram "tout womer
are advised by one auchrity on fash-
ion “to avoid it as they would the
Plague;” but a slight rmrhed affect it
the front of the bodice is often becom-
ing to generously proportioned figures
The latest winter blouse has a
basque formed of either square tabs or
scant frill, the former being the favor-
ite model, as it adds less to the size of
the hips. The effect of a long waist is
essential to the good style of a blouse,
and the narrow jewelled belt is another
important feature. But this is rather
expensive, and a very satisfactory belt
can be made of black satin ribbon wide
enough to wrinkle a little on a white
or colored satin lining, and fastened
with an oval cut-steel buckle.
The Russian blouse is properly a
street garment, worn over a fancy bod-
ice of silk or lace, and fastens up the
front or not, as you choose, being
sometimes turned back two inches on
either side to show a pretty colored
satin lining or velvet facing. It is dec-
orated elaborately with braid and
beaded trimmings and edged with
handsome fur, and is altogether
charming on the right woman. If you
are very slight, the blouse is cut loose,
to fall a little over the belt all the way
around, but if not, it may be plain and
close in the back, cut in one piece.
loose in front, with the square tabs be-
low the beltmade long or short as they
are most becommg.‘ .
Among the many devices for open-
work effect in the blouse bodice is cloth
cut out in leaves and various scroll de-
signs, all edged around with fine gold
or bronze braid, and made up over col‘
ored silk. A brown cloth over green
is very elegant made with the front
of the skirt and the back for a. little
way down from the waist of the em~
broidered cloth. Tabs of embroidered
cloth fall over the plain cloth sleeves
at the top, and all the edges are finv
ished with a tiny band of sable.
Bayadere stripes, have come back
from the past and are shown in various
Vandyke, oval, and plain designs in
both wool and silk, and especially
among the new silks for evening dress—
es and fancy blouse waists. It is wise,
however, to beware of this variety of
stripe, as it is becoming to very few
women.
AN ALABASTER GAVE.
Located. in California and 1s but Little
Knowu at Present.
~ One of the greatest wonders in the
world, yet but little known, is an ala-
baster cave, situated in the town of Au-
burn, a pretty little place not far from
the American River, California.
A party, in quarrying rock, made
an Opening to this beautiful cave, the
honor of finding it being given to a
Mr. Gwynn. All who have beheld this
magnificent wonder speak of it in the
most rapturous terms. A. gradual re-
scent of about fifteen feet brings one
to the center of the first room, which
is thirty by one hundred feet. At the
north end there is the most splendid
pulpit, in the Episcopal church style,
that man has ever seen. It seems that
it is, and should be called the “Holy oi
Holles.” It is completed with the
most beautiful drapery of alabaster
sterites, of Ian colors, varying from
white to pink-red, overhanging the be‘
bolder. ‘ , '
Immediately under the‘mulpit there
is a lovely lake of water; .extending
to an unknown distance. To the-great
an entrance to an inner chamber, still
more splendid, one hundred by two
hundred feet, with beautiful alabaster
overhangings in every possible shape
of drapery.
There stands magnitude, giving the
instant impression of a. power above
man; grandeur, that defies decay; an-
tiquity, that tells of ages unnumbered;
beauty, which the touch of time makes
more beautiful; use, exhaustless for
the service of man; strength, imperish‘
able as the globe—the monument of
eternity, the truest emblem of that ev-
erlasting and unchangeable, irresisti-
bly Majesty, by whom and for whom
all things were made.
PEBBLES THAT GIVE LIGHT.
Stones in California Ditches Which Emit.
Quite a Brilliant Light.
An Italian working in irrigation
ditches on a ranch near Stockton, 03.1.,
has made what promises to be 3. won-
derful discovery.
According to the story he tells to the
San Francisco Examiner, he retired
early one Monday evening, forgetting
to open a certain gate in one of the
irrigating ditches. About midnight he
awoke, and immediately getting out of
bed he donned his working clothes and.
proceeded to the field. He found that
the gate, being closed, had backed the
water up in such a volume that it had
forced out the restraining dam and
overfiowed the field.
Upon going to the place where the
water had broken through the em-
bankment he says he noticed a peculiar
gleam coming from the spot. 0n clos-
er inspection he observed that the wa-
ter had bored a hole in the ground
about three feet deep and twice as
broad, and that in the bottom of the
hole, where the water still remained
to the depth of a foot or more, there
were numerous objects which emitted
light. This was so brilliant that the
.water appeared to be a pool of liquid
fire.
The man decided to ascertain the
cause and plunged his arm into the W31
ter. He brought out. a. small pebble
about the size of a hickory nut. It
was white and smooth, and as it re-
posed in his palm it emitted a light
sufilcient for him to tell the time by
his watch. The stones are declared to
be perfectly smooth and as hard as
flint. Some of them are to be sent to
the science department of the State
University with a view of learning
their true character.
PUBLIC HEALTH AND DIRTY AGES.
During This Period Nobody in Europe
Took 3 Bath, Says Mlchelot.
Lord Playfair has recalled the fact
that Queen Elizabeth used to write her
Lord Mayor scolding letters because
he allowed the city to grow so fast;
it actually contained at the time 160.-
000 people, who, as the Queen wrote,
“became heaped together, and in a
sort smothered," and accordingly she
forbade any more houses to be built
within three miles of London and
Westminister. The rate of mortality
then was 80 in 1,000, whereas now it is
19, and is being steadily reduced. No
one was ever a better hygenist than
Moses. The conditions which be en-
joined were those which we now seek
to attain—clean air, clean water,
clean food, clean soil. The Romans
also practiced cleanliness and enjoyed
good health. Unhappily between the
ancients and ourselves, there was a
the historian of the period, said that
a bath.
These poor Middle Ages are suffering
from the modern specialist as from the
sciolist; the Dirty Ages Lord Playfair
would have them called. And yet they
built cathedrals that we cannot even
restore becomingly, and gave us chivals
ry and an ideal of woman’s purity
that is still transforming life. Lord
Playfair thinks he has characterized
St. Francis when he says that St. Fran-
i cis knew nothing of the bath; but we
wonder What St. Francis would have
thought of Lord Playfair and, the ma-
terialistic ideals that ignore the soul.
-—From Saturday Review.
Richest Baby in the World.
The Czar’s daughter, the little Grand
Duchess Olga, may be said to be the
richest baby in the world. The week
she was born a million pounds werl
settled on her, and it is Whispered that
this huge sum is safely invested in
British and French securities, for in a
country like Russia no one known
what is going to happen to number!
‘ of the reigning house. .
admiration of the tourist, on arriving
at the centre of the first room, he sees
period of 1000 years, when Michelel, ‘
a man or woman in Europe ever took ,
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