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Evening gazette, Wednesday, February 10, 1897 · page 2

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NEW YURI?

The number of'calz'n 1'sse11gers who
arrived‘ at this 13011 ...1.1 1131111111111 last
year w1s 96, 227'. of whom ‘17. 019 ar-
rived by the Cunard Line, 1.121 ch made
atotal of 57 t1ips‘; 16, 859' 011 the Am-
erican Line, with 57 trips, and 12,173
by the I-Ia111burg-A1‘11erican Line, with
a total of 100 trips. The total arrivals
of steerage passengers were 252,350,
of whom the North German Lloyd car-
ried 38,034, 01 more than any of the
other lines; The American Line landed
12,830. 11

To Regulate Height of Buildings.
A bill hasbe’en- introduced in the

 

. Legislature to regulate the height of

buildings in this city. It is time
something was done in that direction,

frontage of a lot should be occupied

by a building, as has been suggested

lately by a well-qualified engineer.
The Chalitable Rich.

Miss Helep Gould represents one of
New York’s wealthiest families in the
charitable world. She has devoted her
life to the poor, and spends more than
half her income in caring for friendless
and homeless children. Her pet charity

‘is Woodycrest, the home which she

supports at Tarrytown, where she
cares for a number of little ones who
would otherwise be without support.
Her dinners to newsboys have become
famous, and she celebrated her sis-
ter’s marriage to the Count Castellane
by giving a royal feast to the inmates
of several news-boys’ homes of this
George Gould is also in-
terested in charity, her favorite pro-
ject being the Kindergarten and Pot-
ted Plant Association, now called the
Gould Kindergarten. This society has
a day nursery, where poor children are
cared for while their mothers are at
work, and one of the prettiest ideas
was the distribution of growing plants
among the tenement districts and the
Mrs. Russell Sage is one of
the most charitable women in New
York. She works very quietly and per-
sonally investigates every call that is
made on her for help. Her husband is
interested in her work and contributes
liberally to all of her charitable
schemes. Mrs. John Jacob Astor is a
liberal contributor to charity and has
endowed several Summer homes by the
seaside for sick children, where‘care
and medical attendance are given to
little street waifs, besides a week or
more of fresh air and of good food.
2111's. Astor, Mrs. Sloane. Mrs. Hooker
Hamerslcy, Mrs. Anson Phelps Stokes
and Mrs. M. \Y. Lanier are prominent
society women who are all deeply in-
terested in the various charities of the
city.
Gossip About the Charter.

The Greater New York Commission,
in its draft of the new charter, has re-
tained the name "New York" to desig~
hate the whole of the territory em-
braced in the consolidated municipal-
itv. One of the speake1s at a public

~ heaiing objected to the term New York

as the name fo1 a city 300 years old.
But the Commission is right in retain-
ing the old appellation, for it would
take more than legislative enactment
to change a name associated with the
history of over two centuries. But the
new city will: be known as Greater
Neerork. The term “Greater” has
apparently come to stay. But while
holding on to New York, the name
given to the city after it passed into
the possession of England, the new
charter is careful to revive names that
are even olde‘r and better. In dividing
the ‘big city into boroughs, the charter
assigns to all that territory on Manhatv
tan Island the ancient Indian name of
Manhattan, and thus, for the first
time. this name is to be grafted on a
Legislative enactment. The fine old
name of Brooklyn, from the Dutch
Drcuklandt (broken ground) is also
preserved, and thusthe territory now
known as the city of Brooklyn will not
lose its distinct identity. “Brooklyn
people” will continue to be Brooklyn
p eople. The new cha1ter gives the Ir
111.111 name Bronx to that section of the
1ity now ill- described as “the annexed
district," of the "North Side.” Bronx
is the name of the most romantic of
little streams and is an appropriate as
well as picturesque designation for this
part of Greater New York. The pub-

3 lic hearings on the Greater New York

charter'have influenced the Commis-
sion in making several changes in the
draft of the document, which, how-
ever. in main part is likely to go to the
Legislature substantially as it stands
now. The chief changes made are in
relation to the powers of the Mayor,
the size of the Common Council and
the Constitution of the Police Board.
if the four Police Commissioners, rep-
resenting the two parties get in a dead—
lock, it is now proposed that the Mayor
shall have the power to break it by
voting on one side of the other. Two
(‘ommissioners and the Mayor would

thus constitute a controlling majority.‘

11 is proposed also to reduce the City
Council from 36 members to 28, exclu-
sive of the President, and to'reduce
the Beard of Aldermen from 104 mem-
bers to GO and have them elected by
Assembly districts instead of groups.
CYRUS Tnonr.

One Consolation.

“Well,” said the absent-minded. and
new arrival in Hades, as he mopped
“there’s some-
thing to-be thankful for down here,
anyway, Folks won’t always be yell-
ing at. me to shut the door.”——Baltimorc
News. ' '

Appreciated
“I shall hold him in sweet remem-

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New Bruin Hunts Honey and ir‘ightsVlith
Yellow Jae kets.

011:1. of the corrrc pondcnts of the
New York Sun tells the following; beat
stolics which 11111 certainlv inleiesting
and which may be tine:

“Ye didn't never see a bar hunt a

i’bee tree did ye? Tha ain’t no bee hunt-

er ez ever burnt honey in the woods e2
kin tetch one side of a b'ar ferretin’
out a bee t1ee when he wunst gets the
t1ee lined.‘ \V hen a b’ar gits on the
track 0 the bee the honey that’s in its

,tree is jest ez sure his’n ez it is that

the honey’s in the tree, and he’ll hev it
if he has to foller the line fer half a
day. Ez soon ez he comes to the tree
he begins to shin up the trunk, lookin’
fer the place where the honey is. Ev’ry

is stored. W'hen he finds the spot ye
jist orter see that‘ b’ar! He scratches
and he paws an’ he gnashes at the
tree cz if he had a gredge ag‘in it that
nothin’ could ever let him git even
with it fer, an’ ’fore long he’s got a
hole big enough to cram one of his
paws inter. An’ then mebbe he ain't
’bout cz happy ezthey make ’em'! He
sops the honey out with his paw, an’
licks it off an’ smacks his lips ez proper
ez a gal at a ’lasses candy pullin’. The
bees buzz around, an’ dip him with
their stingers, but he jist shets his eyes
and larfs. A bee sting on a b’ar is
jist like a ’skeeter tryin’ ter raise a
lump 011 a rhinocerous. The b’ar never
lets 11p on a tree till he‘s scraped it ez
clean oz :1 hound pup kin lick a skil-
let.

"It'd make ye lay down an’vroar if
ye could see a passel o’ b’ar goin’
through a scrub oak patch wunst.
When they go inter a patch to heva
squar‘ meal they git it ready by raisin’
on their hind feet an’ crashin’ an’
thrashin’ the acorns offen the bushes
with their forepaws. In less ’11 no
time they’ll make a scrub oak patch
look ez if a mowin‘ machine had ben
run through it. “hen the b'ar has
thrashed down enough 0‘ the scrub to
give him what he thinks’ll pan out"
enough acorns fer his dinner, he’ll gob-
ble ’em up like a young 1111 will sugar
plums. When we go out lookin’ fer
sign 0' b‘ar in the fall, we alluz size
up our chances fer the season by the
wayjhe scrub oaks is thrashed down.

“Another thing that‘s better to me

,,,,, show fer makin’ me
bowl {111‘ hold my sides is to see some
cunnin’ ol’ b‘ar sparrin"- with a lot 0’
yaller jackets. Ye know what them is,
don‘t ye? Thcy‘m about the hottest-
fooled critters fer their siZe that is in
the hull bee family. They giner’ly hev
their nests in the ground, an’ a b’ar
can't go by one of ’em unless 11c digs
it up. Then he has the 111111 durn
swarm of ’cm tumblin’ out an’ pitchin‘
inter him in less ’11 a pig‘s whisper.
That seems to be his little game, for
he’ll raise 1111 on his ha'nches an‘ clip
one here, an’ another un there, and all
the time his mouth is open, jest ez if
he were laughin’ at the ray the yal-
ler jackets ain’t a-worryin‘ of him a
bit. and knows blame well that he is
everlastin’ly rilin’ them. Sometimes
he'll set still an’ let the 111111 swarm set-
tle on him till he looks ez yeller ez a
dandyline patch, an’ then all of a sud—
dent he‘ll drop an’ roll over an’ over, 02
if he we're-havin’ more fun than a pas-
sel 0’ boys in swimmin‘.

“But the boss fun a b'ar has is wal-
lcr holes. B’ars lives a good. part 0’
the time in the swamps, an’ long in the
summer time they come out an’ dig
holes in the muck along the edges 0’
the swamps. They bury theirselfs in
these holes all but their noses, but
every little while they’ll slosh around,
an the soft mud an the black watei‘ll
hist 11p a.1ound’ em like a volcano. an
they’ll snort an’ kick an’ tumble by
the hour. More’n wunst I’ve gone out
to watch a waller hole fer to put a ball
inter one 0’ these carousin’ bars, but
arter watchin’ him and larfin at his
capers for an’ hour an’ better I’ve jist
got 11p an’ dug fer home an’ left him
a circusin’.

 

He Played \Vith the Leopard.

'A young man who disregarded the
rules of the menagerie in Central Park
not to annoy or play with animals was
badly scared the other day. He stood
in front of the leopard cage in the ani-

'mal house. and, taking off his golf cap.

began to shake it in front 0 a young
leopard.

The leopard reached out his paw and
seized the cap and at the same time
buried his claws in the young man’s
coat sleeve. tearing a piece out.’ The
leopard carried the golf cap into his
cage, where he tore it in pieces. One
of the attendants in the animal house
gave the young man an old hat. and he
left without leaving his name.

Be flections of a Bachelor,

Some women would rather have a
hyphen in their names than a home.

The trouble generally is that neither
'one can tell just where it began.

A man who loves dumb animals can
never treat a woman very badly.

A girl never feels uncomfortable so
long as she thinks her clothes look
stylish.‘

The woman who says she has the
most confidence in her husband is gen--
erally the most anxious to know every-
thing he does.

A man always gives himself away
when he is 011 his wedding tour by try-
ing to act as though it bored him to
tuck in his wife’s sleeves—New York
Press.

A Good Definition.

 

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WEEKLY N. Y. TRIBUNE.

Both Pacers Sent to one Address

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INGENIUS DAIRYMAN WILDS.
His Great Scheme for Fooling His Cow:
into the 'Beliff that it is Milking Time.
Dairymalr, Wilder. whose milk-pro-
ducing establishment is about 10 miles
north of Santa Cruz, is one 701’ themost
ingenious men in all California and has
done what no other dairyman has ever
attempted. Everybody that has ever
tried to milk .a cor. before daylight
knows what a job it is.
erally of the opinion that there is a
time. for all things, and firmly objects
to being awakened and milked when
she thinks that she should be asleep.
Many cows will refuse to- be milked to

the e: tent of kicking and lying down
All of these troubles have been Dai-
ryman \Vilder’s, and not long ago he
determined to overcome them_ In
fact, it. was necessary that he should,

but he has more than made 11p

for the outlay. At present he has one.
of the finest individual 111111 tric light
plants in the state, and his cmsv are as
easy to milk as in bro ad 1lz 1ylighl.

W" hen' the electiic plant was in
>osition and ready for work there, were
three big arc lights over the center of
the yard where the cows slept at. night
and dozens of others fixed all over the
different buildings, the entire lot capa-
ble of producing about 10.000 candle
power, enough to make the yard as
bright as day. The plant was of the
best quality and everything was tried
in the daytime before the surprise was
sprung on the cows

It worked like a charm. The bright
rays of the light had no sooner been
turned on than the cows commenced to
get 11p. Most of them looked surprised
to see the day break so soon, but when
the milkan arrived with his pail they
seemed to think it was all right and
stood perfectly still while being
milked. The light also affected the
poultry, for the cocks commenced to
crow and the hens went aiound hunt-
ing for nests. Ducks, geese, dogs and
cats were all affected the same 11 ay,
and the whole barnyard was awake at
2 o’clock in the morning.

It has not proved a case of the ani-
mals getting used' to it. for they be-
have ihc same way now after the arti-
ficial sunrise has been in operation for
several months. Poor beasts, they are
in blissful ignorance of Mr. W'ildcr’s
shabby trick.

Continued His RemaTks.

The pastor of a New England church
announced that the regular weekly
prayer—meeting would be devoted to
discussion of a certain question of gen-
eral interest. to the congregation. Many
members of the church wished to take.
part in the discussion: it was therefore
decided to limit each member's re-
marks to five minutes. The Presby-
terian Messenger tells how one person
managed to extend his time.

then the speaker's time expi1ed,
the clergyman was to notify him by
rapping with a pencil on the desk.
Deacon A,. a notoriously long-winded
speaker and exhorter, was one of the
members at, whom the restriction was
especially directed. 'As everybody an-
ticipated, (the deacon was one of the
first to address the meeting, and he
had not fairly startedgon his remarks
when the rap of the pencil was heard.

-“Am I to understand,” asked the
deacon, turning to Doctor X., “that my
five minutes have expired?”

- “Yes. deacon; I am sorry, but your
time is 11p.”

“And all general remarks are limited
to five minutes?”

“Yes. that was the understanding.”

The deacon turned very deliberately
to his fellow members. “Then,
brethren," he proceeded, “I shall throw
the remainder of my remarks into the
form of a prayer.” The deacon kept
the floor. .

The Lady and the Hose.

She was an. east end woman and
rather unfamiliar with the vagaries of
the garden hose. She held the nozz e
gingerly and 'watched it much more
closely than she did the stream.

All went fairly well, however, until .1
white- haired gentleman in a buggy, .-
young woman on a wheel, and an 01’
1210’ man with a push cart essayed to
pass the house at the sametime. It
was an unfortunate attempt. A ser-
vant 'appearcd in the doorway of the
hose lady's home. A dialect voice drew
her attention. She turned hastily with
a grand semi-circular sweep, and the
white-haired old man, the comely
young woman, and the seedy ol’ clo’
man were involved in one common
ruin.

The white-haired patriarch swore.
vigorously, the bedraggled young
woman looked mad enough to cryiand
the ol’ clo’ man danced about shrieking
strange gibberish as the stream from
the hose concentrated itself in the push
cart. 1

Then the woman threw the nozzle on
the lawn ‘with such force that it
bounced around and poured three or
four gallons all over her before she
could run shrieking into the house.

And the neighbors thought seriously
of‘turning in the riot call, but they re—
fraincd.——Clcveland _ Plaindealcr.

Made Victims of the Vain,

An enterprising young man up on
Capitol Hill, Washington, is many dol-
lars richer than he was two months
ago, through the practice of a clever
swindle on the guileless maid servants
of that quarter. He counts only col-
ored women among his victims. for he
has been selling a fluid warranted to
straighten out the kinkiest 11.1151 that
ever came out of Africa. There is
nothing a colmed woman longs so
much for as straight hair, and the
young scamp has not lacked customers.

Bossy is gen~‘

shops.

DEATH 'OF A FAMOUS ANT.
Sir John Lubbock Mourns for His Lost
Pet DIethuselah.

Si 1 John Lubbock, the celebrated na
unalist. is heartbroken over the loss
of his favorite ant, Methuselah, which
has just departed this- life at the ad;

vanced age of fifteen vea1s.

Methusclah was no ordinary ant. His
long and brilliant caicer entitled him
to high rank in the insect world, and
he knew it.

l‘irst of all. Methuselah was the .old
est ant of which science has any re
co11l. Taken at a tender age into the
I.1'.l_;bock home, he was treated always
as one of the family, and made to feel
that he was a personage of import-

QIICL‘.

From the first days of his laivahood
he recei1 ed as much attention as any

or, if not of limiting the height of few foot he'll stop an’ whack the tree “s he was oft 111 1'1 '11 rrett'n"
buildings, of. providing that no more with one of his paws, ’cause he kin tell :nilk to ”his (-51.101112; ‘in bSaht; baby of the blood royal, and as he ad- .
than a certain percentage of the total by the, sound j1st where that honey Cruz. 1 cost considerable money, vanced in years he was made to under-

stand that the intereSt of the scientific
world was concentrated upon him.

It was to ascertain beyond question
the limit of longevity of his kind that
Sir John grafted Methuselah upon so.
ciety. Much doubt existed that the
life of an ant could be extended be-
yond four or five years, so Sir John
hit upon the idea of rearing one of
those ingenious insects under his own'
eye. For this purpose he had a dainty
little glass house made in accordance
with designs drawn by himself, so

constructed that the daily life of his

captive pet could be observed con-
stantly. The microscopic mansion was
like no ordinary suburban villa, with
a Queen Anne front and a Mary Ann
back. In this crystal abode Methuse-
lah though a prisoner, was as magnifi-
cent as the reconstructed ducal own-
er of Marlborough House. ,I-Ie' was
was kept under observation Continual-
ly, most of the time by Sir John and
his comfort was considered a matter
of great importance.

Methusclah was a large black ant of
the kind that frequentshollow trees. ‘
Had he remained with his own class
his time would have been divided be-
tween fierce battles with the red ants
across the way and sundry foraging
expeditions. His life was one long
round of pleasure, and when he died
he might well have exclaimed, with
the famous bon-vivant. “There is no
more; I have lived.”—.\‘ew York
Journal. "

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Genuine Western Hospitality.

“Talk about hospitality,” remarked
a broken-down actor yesterday. “the
place to find it is, in the far W'est. The
last time I was out there we were play- .
ing ‘Uncle Tom’s Cabin,’ with a real
mule. \Ye played to fair business, and
paid our bills until we reached Red
Bluff. There the owner of the opera
house had a piano for an orchestra,
and it stood just below the stage.
When the mule came on some one 'in
the audience got funny, and, throwing
a lariat around the neck of the animal,
pulled him Off the stage. The mule
and the piano got mixed up, which
ruined the orchestra, and when he got
away from the piano the mule kicked
down one of the boxes before he
walked through one of the seats to
where the fellow with the lariat
wanted him. I had a mouth organ,
with which I went on with the orches-
tral accompaniment, and we closed the
play with the fellow that captured
the mule riding him around the opera
house.

“The manager of the opera house
claimed damages, captured all the box
receipts, and we could not get out of
town. Of course we expected to walk,
but I’ll be blamed if the landlord didn’t
pack us all with our luggage in a. box
car, give us plenty of lunch, and send
as clear to Virginia City without our
paying a cent. The most hospitable
fellow I ever saw.”—‘Vashington Star.

 

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A Long \Vait for the Requisition. '

When Lord Wolseley was instructed
to go to Khartoum he made out a form-
al requisition for a camel saddle of pe-
culiar construction. After waiting for
forty-eight hours he inquired if the
saddle was ready, and received the dis-
couraging information that his request
had not yet been passed upon'by the
Inspector-General of Stores. As time
was precious, Wolseley sent for a pri-
vate, unofficial sadler, set him at work,
and by next morning the desired arti-
cle was delivered. Meanwhile the re—
quisition made its slow way through
mazes of red tape from one official to
another till it reached the Government
Then it and the saddle mean—
dered no more rapidly back along the
same route. and finally, just six years
from the time when Wolsel‘ey had been
in such a hurry, the saddle and a big
bundle of correspondence reached
him.—New York Tribune.

Too Many Syllables.

A well-dressed man entered a Wa-
bash avenue florist’s shop the other
day. threw down a. five-dollar bill and
said he wanted some flowers to take
home. He was quite unsteady, evi- ,
dently tapering OT 21 spree, and the '_
flowers apparently were intended as a
domestic peace offering.

The florist picked out a dozen Chrys-
anthemums and the caller started to
leave. At the door he hesitated.

“Say,” he said Quickly, g‘fwhatsh
these flowersh, anyway?”

“Chrysanthemums.”

The customer shook his head. “Got-‘
ter have something easier,” he said;
“gimme a dozen . pinks.”—Chicag0
Times-Herald. '

 

Salt aLuxury in Africa.
The greatest of allx luxuries in Cen-
tral Africa is salt. To say that :1 mm:
eats salt with his victuals is the same

berance,’ said the potentate of Tiflil’ml’i “Daddy, what’s a pessi- . as saying that he is a 1ich man. Mungo
Bwkplo. “315 ? " The liquid, WhiCh is seventy-five cents Park says, “the long-continued use of
“A pessimis., my«. a bottle, is guaranteed to produce the vegetable food creates s0 painful a

He could hardly have done other-
wise. Even at home the. young mis-

Tommy’s Daddy:
boy, is a man who believes the whole
world‘s liver is out of order ,because

desired effect in two months and is
nothing 11101e than a weak solution of

longing for salt that no words ca ns11f-_

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