NORWALK GAZETTE WEDNESDAY JULY 16. moo. SHADOW CHILDREN: ' ” When- the sun shines then I see Shadows underneath the tree Gliding merrily wuii‘d, Never making any ’so'tind. Playing at their‘games‘, no doubt— Games I do not know about. All day long together so Lightly o‘er the ground they go; Meet and separate and meet, Scamper down the shadow street; For an instant here, and then Just as quickly gone again. When with clouds the skies are gray In their house the shadows stay, With their picture books and toys, Like all other girls and boys; But as soon as shines the sun Out of doors they gladly run. So for hours they play until Sinks the sun behind the hill; Then, like me, they go to bed In the tree house overhead, And the winds their cradles swing To the lullabies they sing. —‘4Frank Dempstcr Sherman in Harper’s Young SYBlI. Sybil stood still behind the laurel bushes in the garden of the old homestead, which she had inherited with the rest of her large fortune, and her heart turned to ice within her bosom. A moment before she had been the hap- piest of beings, sure as she was of the ador- ation of the man she loved, as only women of her ardent temperament can love. Now she listened to his voice come to her through the glossy laurel leaves, and heard these words: _‘_.‘I love you, Rose, I love you. I have fought against it, but I have no power to resist my emotions. Why are you so, crtiel?” It was to her .cousin Rose that Frank Aubury spoke, and Rose answered: “It is only that you startled me so. I thought you came to see Cousin Sybil. I believeshe considers you engaged to her. I have always thought you were.” “Have you ?” said Frank Aubury. “W'ell, I will tell the simple truth; that would have happened if I had not met you. I’m very fond of her yet in a brotherly sort of way, you know. She’s awfully good, and her fortune is not to be forgotten. But I worship you; Iam as much in love with you as a man can be with a woman. Yes, if you had not come I should have married Sybil. Rut you did come.” §ybil turncd softly away, thinking how glitzy trouble she had taken to coax-iher cdtsin Rose to come to visit her in quiet old Farkertown, thinking that it was all her own fault that she had been thrown in Frank Aubury’s way. Frank was very handsome, and Rose had an occupation for her idle hours. She had known that he was Sybil’s lover; that if not engaged they understood each other; and she had deliberately gone to work to rob her of his heart. Dcliberately. She had seen it, too, and had trusted him. For fect love had cast out jealousy. She had fancied that Rose might amuse herself without harming her. “Idiot!” she said to herself. “Ah, we pay as dearly for 0:11 folly as for our crimes.” And then .- .«tcrn resolve pos- sessed her. Suffer as she might, no one should know it. She would take the mat- ter into her own hands. That evening she had a conversation with Frank Aubury which sent him from her with his blood boiling. He was ready to jilt her, but he was not as ready to: be jilted. That is quite another thing. “I’ve been wrong, Ithink,” she had said, “to let you fancy that I might be won. I have had a fit of remorse about it. I shall never marry a man who cannot give me position. At first I thought you would be able to do that, but you seem content to stay where you are. I like you as a brother, but no more, and we shall be friends, shall we not?” She acted well, and she made him feel as she desired that he should, and afterward she talked to Rose. “Do you know why I sent for you?” she said. “I wanted to find a wife for Frank Aubury. He fancied he liked me and I had encouraged him, but it would never do. I am five~and—twenty. I want a man of position. I fancy that I should be un— happy if my husband were not somebody.” “Her ven forgive me for telling such lies,” she said in the quiet moments afterward when she was alone with her great agony; “but I have saved my pride.” Rose. was married from her cousin’s houst, l Sybil threw rice after them as they st , A ed into the carriage, and she was gayest of all the gay party, and her present to the bride was the handsomest; but that night when she bid the last guest adieu she felt that her home was desolate. Parents or sisters she had none; an only brother lived in France and had a large family about him. This beautiful home was hers, and here she had hoped to dwell with her husband, for her fortune was large, and she asked nothing better than to bestow it upon him. \Vithout him it would be as lonely as her life, which seemed empty of all love forever. For a year she heard nothing of Rose; then a letter came to her asking for a little loan. “Frank has been speculating,” she added ~—“losing, of course—he always loses—and I haven’t a gown to my back.” The money was sent. More letters followed—more so called loans. Itose never attempted to return them. In each was some complaint of Frank. A last a more than usually doleful mis— sive came. It began thus: DEAR SYBIL—YOU really are the only friend I have in the world. Frank is so cross that I can‘t have a man call. He is jealous if I speak 'a word to an old acquaintance; and as for women, my wardrobe is too empty to make calls or receive them. Such tea gowns as they wear now, too-— and that style is so becoming to me! I have a dreadful little baby that does nothing but yell, and no‘ nursemaid. You know on which side your bread was buttered when you shipped Frank off on me—a jealous bear, without sense enough to make a decent income. I do wish I‘d never come to pay you that visit. I might have had a. man with half a million; he just came into it last week. He had only doubtful expectations when I jilted him, of course. And Frank had expecta— tions, too. They have fizzled out. I‘m the most wretched woman alive! ' Do send me something out of charity. We have at Vienna roll and an oyster in the house, and no credit and no money. ‘ Oh, I forgot to tell you! Frank broke his leg 3. week ago. He‘d been taking too much drink and had himself brought’home. Why he didn‘t go to an hospital I can‘t think. Pity poor little me. I have to nurse him and that awful baby, too. Your unfortunate Consrx Ross. In half an hOur more Sybil was on her way, to - her cousin’s home. She hardly knew Rose, slovenly, discontented and dis- heartened as she‘was. As for Frank, he lay upon a couch, unshaven and unshorn, and cursed his fate. . The rooms were mean, but too expen- sivcly furnished; their condition what Rose had described it. And Frank— , Before Sybil had. been in the house an hour a great joy possessed her. She ' breathed deep breaths and smiled as she had not smiled for years, for she made the I . W. _.. discovery that her love for Frank was a thing of the dead past; that this senti- . ment which she had noiiifished in7‘:h‘er I bosom in her lonely counti‘y home Wags a sheer folly, born of his handsome-facej‘and winning ways. In this uncb'mIOFtable home his true character came out quite I plainly. I Sybil felt ‘ a great pity for the little crushed butterfly who winced at tiles'e taunts; 'Ibut . she had money,’,apd was able to'make matters better at " choc. Sheba- gan with a good dinnerfi’and,_bef,qi;e‘.l_oiig Rose had a perfect waidgobeejthe,b§by all it needed. Frank, in a charmi'ng‘casliiiiére dreSsing gown, with the'attention of ahair dresser, was handsome once more, and'was good enough to call Sybil their guardian angel. A little girl was hired to assist in the care of the poor baby, and Rose, in her new dress, was perpetually going out to call, to walk, to shop. sybilk’ept her purse full, and Frank besought big cousin to stay —--to read to him, to sing to him. They had a little upright piano which Rose never touched. She did all he asked, and every hour deepened her thankfulness that she was not his wife, and added to her'disgust for his contemptible character. . Moreover, she exerted herself among some friends she had, and obtained for her cousin’s husband a pesition which he could fill as soon as his health permitted. , She was very anxious to return home— anxious to begin to be happy again, as she could not be where these two unfortunate people quarreled perpetually; but she re- solved not to leave them until her duty was done. Of the climax that approached she did not guess. It came like a thunder clap. One day as she was sitting near the win- dow with the baby in her lap—Itose stay- ing unusually long abroad that day—a messenger boy brought a note to the door. He gave it to Frank, who opened it, read it and uttered a furious oath. “Read it,” he said. Sybil caught the paper that he flung to- ward her. It bore these Words: I am off. I don‘t go alone. There are people who thinkme as charming as ever. I skull begin Europe, and living where you can’t find me, before you are ,able to bobble about. How horridlfybu havejislgd incl How I detest you! I hope I'shall never' see your face again! Tell dear Sybiltthat if she wants to be an angel and be' carried straight to heaven'she will take care or’my miserhble little baby. She can afiord it, and it may grow up de- cent if she does in spite of being our child. I, had to take the money she put in the drawer for the landlady. I needed—absolume needed—a travel- ing wrap. Good-by, forever. Thank goodness! Ross. “And I am not able to follow her to kill them both,” gasped Frank. “Oh, my God!” and he wept with rage and shame. Knowing all she knew, Sybil found it hard to pity him. Still when afterward he asked her if she would take the child under her care she said “yes” for the baby’s sake. *- -X~ 5v? 99> -1’: 9? ~36 Two years after this Frank Aubury went slowly up the path that led to that pretty homestead on the hill, where behind the laurels Sybil had listened to his words to her cousin Rose. That was not yet five years ago, but ten should not have changed him so. He was thin and worn and limped a little, and his skin was gray, and the look of a man who was dissatisfied with life was in his eyes. He thought how com- fortable all this was as he entered the broad, well furnished hall, and was shown into the wide parlor in which Sybil sat reading to a pretty little girl. Sybil handsomcr than he ever thought she could be. “My poor girl, I suppose,” he said, look- ing at the child after Sybil had given him her hand. “Kiss your father, my dear. _ That is the proper thing, I suppose;” but the child was shy and ran out of the room calling to her nurse. “I deserve it,” said he. “I never even named her. What do you call her?” “Frank,” said Sybil; “Frances she was christened.” _ “I’m glad it was not Rose,” said he. “Rose is dead, Sybil. She sent for me to come to her. She died in a hospital—a mere wreck.” There was silence; then he said: “Sybil, you were my first love, and I have never ceased to love you. Rose be- witched me, but I repented before our honeymoon was over. Sybil, I love you still. Can’t you let the past die out of memory? I——I’m not so bad a fellow as you think.” ‘ Sybil looked at him gravely. “Stop!” she said. “Long ago when you had made love to me very ardently I came to like you. I heard you talking to Rose behind the. luurcls, and I took my love by the throat and strangled it; and now—look ——this is my engagement ring. I am to be married to-morrow to one I not only love, but esteem, and all memory of the past sorrow is blotted out. You did not make my poor cousin happy, Frank; you drove her to her fate. She saved me from much sorrow when she, as you say, bcwitched you.” There was a pause. “I hope you are getting on well,” Sybil said, after a while. “Oh, yes,” he answered, “if drudgery for bread and butter fills the bill.” Then he arose. “Good-by,” he said. They did not shake hands this time, and neither Sybil nor his little girl ever saw Frank Aubury again—Toronto Mail. False Philanthropy. It is one of the strange inconsistencies of human nature that men prefer to do good through the medium of benevolence rather than through that of justice. It is not un- common to find the seller exerting every energy to get more than a fair price for his goods, and the buyer putting forth equal efforts to obtain them for less than their true value, and yet both subsequently unit— ing to found some charitable institution, to uphold a church, to promote a reform, to relieve distress. There are men who will grind the faces of the poor in the morning in their busi- ness and in the afternoon subscribe a good round sum to provide them With food and shelter. There are women, both wealthy and of moderate means, who will drive a sharp and hard bargain and will give only the smallest possible sum to those Whom they employ to work for them, yet who will willingly give far more than they this save when a tale of distress arouses their sympathies and excites their pity. Schemés of, philanthropy cannot atone for acts 'of injustice—New York Ledger. Fireproof Wood. A new building material known as xylolithe is being introduced by somepres- den'manufacturers. It is composedgof~ a. mixture of sawdust and certain chemicals, and is formed into plates under great pres- sure. "Without losing the property of wood, it possesses the hardness of stone, and is practically fireproof, a three inch cube having failed to take fire or be inter— nally affected when heated in an oven, oven to redness, for five hours-«Arkan- saw Traveler ‘ ”fis‘ES‘G‘F‘SOME "mm" THE POSITION THEY OCCUPY IN THE ECONOMY OF NATURE. Hawks, Owls and Other Fowl Are an Assistance to Mankind—Habits of M'an y Well Known Feathered Creatures. In recent years much attention has been paid by naturalists to examining the stom- achs of various birds in order to ascertain the character of their food. In those of most water fowl a percentage of seeds and roots of aquatic plants has been found. A subject well worthy of consideration is whether the migratory instincts of all water fowl is not partially utilized to carry these seeds and roots to points far distant from one another, which could not be reached by water currents, thus perform- ing the part for water plants that air cur- , rents do for terrestrial growths. Shore birds, such as snipe, sand pipers, yellow legs, plover, devour large quantities of beetles and worms injurious to shbre and shallow water plants. They alsoasbist in the transporting of seeds from place to place. On toast their transporting quali- ties affect us in another way. _ Owls and hawks until within lute years have had only the uncommcrcial value, of wisdom and sharp sight allotted them. But by a shorter method than the stomach pump investigators have clearly shown that few more valuable birds to the agri— culturist exist, and now, instead of offered premiums for their soalps, they are allowed to retain them, and are protected by law in their possession. Their chicken thieving is an epicurean eccentricity not worth con- sidering when compared with their habit— nal consumption of mice and other small animals which do great injury to the farmers’ trees and crops. The farmers’ poultry is under his immediate protection, but he cannot well go mousing to save his products. MANY KINDS OF HAWKS. . Undoubtedly the entire falcon family demonstrate that bird will eat bird, but thevvarieties devoured by most of themin any appreciable quantity are such as are indirectly useful to man as insect killers only. The appetite and capacity of one hawk for insects much more than compen- sate for those of all the birds it kills. The sparrow hawk is by far the most numerous of its specim. Its chief food is grasshoppers. \Vhen this insect is to be had the most tempting morsels in feathers are eschewed. The red shouldered or chicken hawk, as it is miscalled, seldom eats chickens; then in- winter only. Its food consists of small quadrupeds, small birds, lizards, frogs, snakes and insects. The marsh hawk—the Sportsman’s spe— cial antipathy—never preys upon the game for which sportsmen seek. It is a rapacious eater, varying its bill of fare with frogs, coleopterous insects and diminutive mem- bers of the feathered tribe. The sharp shinned or partridge hawk is the Robespierrc of the air—blood, blood, no matter whence it comes. He has a liking for spring chicken, raw, garnished with feathers. He finds quails toothsomc and ducks pre-eminently to his taste. He passes sentence upon almost everything that flies, yet the number of these he kills is unim- portant when compared with the entrees of his bill of fare. In fact the sharp shinned and the cooper’s hawk are the only members of a large family that have a few tastes in common with man. Because of this alleged sin the immense good they do should not be forgotten. TIIE USEFUL OWL. Owls continue by night the good work of the hawks by day; mice, moles and reptiles are their regular food. The barred or hoot owl and the great horned owl are the only members of the family having an unsavory reputation. The barred owl claims right of priority to an occasional partridge, and retaliates upon the Sportsman’s encroach- ment upon its preserves by foraging upon the chicken yard. It feeds principally upon mice and small birds and reptiles. The great horned owl is singular in its partiality for skunk (no one should enter- tain malice toward it for that). Its chil- dren cry for it. Its nests are invariably infected by its odor. \Vhile its food con- sists of pheasants, large game, ducks and poultry, the dining on asinglc skunk gives it respectable standing as a friend to the poultry raiser and sportsman, together with all having noses in any degree more sensitive than wax ones. The barn owl outrivals the cat as a mouser and as a nerve stirring musician by the eloquence of its silence. For fifteen years within the writer’s knowledge a neighborly pair of screech owls have dwelt upon a west Philadelphia lawn, in the midst of an unusual quantity of nesting birds and in close contiguity to a chicken yard, without routing a nest 'or disturbing a chicken, so far as any indica— tion has ever shown. BIRDS THAT EAT INSECTS. Birds other than owls, that care for men’s interests while men sleep are the whip-poor-will and night hawk. They live upon butterflies and moths, but enterpris- ing experimenters have been known to try the potato beetle, and it is to be hoped that they were pleased. Dr. \Varner found them in the stomach of a whip-poor—will, which undoubtedly indicates a fondness for them or two inconceivable blunders in succes- sion. Insects are such rapid breeders and so prolific that without the insect eating birds We would have ten thousand plagues. Upon excellent authority the ancient Egyp- tians found one—that of the grasshoppers-— to be enough, and occasionally in our own good time we have had bitter experience of what the tiny pests can do when helped by favoring seasons, or are unchecked in their proclivities for large families. The army worm, grasshopper, potato beetle, wheat weevil, curculio, the ubiquitous mosquito and unrivalled leaf destroyer—scream rais- ing—anathematized measuring worm, the various caterpillars, have devastated vast regions, injured entire crops, stripped cities of their leafy lungs and protecting Shade trees, and kept human wrath at a monop- olizing temperature. The caterpillar of the. apple tree and the larvae of fruit injuring insects are favorites of, the cuckoo. To the fruit growers it is invaluable, and the farmer heeds its prog- nostications of coming rain with far more certainty than those of the best of aneroids. —Charles McIlvaine in Philadelphia Ledger. Big Frogs’ Legs. Upon a cake of ice in Washington mar- ket there lay one morning a pair of. ffb’ ’s legs which weighed half a pound. T big “jug-o‘-rum” who once owned these primesaddles mas captured in Salem, N. J ., With a' piece of red flannel on a book. The owner of the stand said thathe had sold a pair. of frog’s legs not long since ~that weighed one pound. One man in Washing- ton market sells 100 pounds per week of frogs’ legs—New Y 1: Letter. flurious Ways in ‘Vhich the “’ater Birds, A Remarkable Tree. Growing near the baths of Alllaz, in the Canton of Vaud, Switzerland, almost within a stoae’s throw of the most popular hotel, 4,500 feet above the level of the sea, stands the most remarkable tree in the world. The trunk of the tree is ten meters, or a little over thirty feet, at the base. At about two yards above the ground it puts out on the south side seven offshoots. Bent and gnarled at the bottom, these side trunks soon straighten themselves up and rise perpendicular and parallel to the main stem. This feature is not perhaps wholly unparalleled, but another most curious fact is that the 'two largest of the side trunks are connected with the principal stem by sub-quadrangular braces rescin- bling girders. , These beams have probably been formed by an anastomosing of branches, which al- though common enough among ango— sperms, has never been reported before in a conifer (the remarkable tree in ques- tion being a fir). The places where the side girders enter the main trunk of the tree are so smoothly barked over as to make it impossible to ascertain the man— ner in which nature formed the remarkable union. The adaptation by which a limb, origi— nally destined to grow free and bear foliage, has been converted into a living stick of timber is a strange one, affording a new illustration of the power of nature to fit itself to any and all circumstances—St. Louis Republi -. Whistling for Seals. In a letter to The American Naturalist E. F. Payne, of Toronto, records an inter- esting fact, which often came under his notice during a prolonged stay at Hudson‘s strait. “Here,” he says, “the Esquimaux might often be seen lying at full length at the edge of an ice fioe, and, although no seals could be seen, they persistently whistlcd in a low note similar to that often used in calling tame pigeons, or, if words can express my meaning, like a plaintivr phecw, few-few, the first note being pro: longed at least three seconds. If there were any seals ' within hearing distance they were invariably attracted to the spot, and it was amusing to see them lifting themselves as high as pessiblc out of the water and slowly sinking their heads, as though highly delighted with the music. “Here they would remain for some time, until one, perhaps more venturesome than the rest, would come within striking dis- tance of the Esquimaux, who, starting to his feet with gun or harpoon, would often change the seal’s tune of joy to one of sor- row, the others making off as rapidly as possible. The whistling had to be contin- uous, and was more effective if performed by another Esquimaux a short distance back from the one lying motionless at the edge of the ice. I may add that the experi- ment was often tried by myself with the same result.” The Dudes and the Fans. It is not very long since that the students of classic Bonn, in summer time, threw away the walking stick and grasped the fan. In Italy and in France the fan was a favorite wit-h the “curled darlings” at the theatre, in the concert room and on the promenades. The French writer Arnold relates how, one summer evening, while at the Opera house in Paris, he was in- commoded by the flip-flapping of fans car— ried by two persons who sat near him. This nuisance, added to his short sight, .in— terfcred with his enjoyment of the opera. Turning to the two delinquents, Arnold, in the politest of tones, said: “My dear ladies, if you Will kindly moderate the use .\ the third morning she was found with her of your fans it will render me the happiest of men. He was surprised—and the im- pression then made on Arnold never left his mind—when, instead of hearing in re— ply the tones of a lady’s voice, a deep bass smote his car, and he found himself con- fronted with the black bearded, furious and reddened visagcs of two lieutenants of the guards. The amende quickly followed; the sons of Mars moderated the use of their fans, smothered their anger and Arnold was left in full enjoyment of the opera—Exchange. Fashionable Follies. New York dinner givers who are strain— ing after novelty have given somc unique entertainment-s. One of these was a coach- ing dinner.. The dinner table was in the form of a coach wheel, nearly fifteen feet in diameter, with spokes of ribbon and a brass hub which concealed an enormous electric light. The decorations were all of a fashion that suggested coaching, and the menu was constructed with a similar leaning toward that particular form of sport. Another dinner which was given by a prominent yachtsmau taxed the in- ventive genius of a rival caterer. The stew- ard gained access to his host’s yacht in time to get lots of odds and ends from the pilot house and cabin in the way of tele- scopes, marinc glasses, compasses, bells and so on, and they were all arranged with a due regard for the nautical character of the guests. Canvas ship chairs were used around the table, which was in the some- what unusual form of a rudder, with a beautiful array of bottles in an imposing line on the tiller handle—New York Let— ter. Mail for 3 Grave. There was received at the postofiice on the morning of one Memorial day a wreath of flowers that had come by mail some dis- tance. The tag bore the requisite amount of postage stamps and the address, “To the grave of John Smith, Bowers, N. Y.” It is a very unusual thing to receive a parcel addressed to a dead man or his grave, and the officials naturally were puzzled to know what to do with the wreath. They had no precedent to go by, so, after due delibera- tion, a postman was sent out with the wreath. Accompanied by a second official, who could affirm, if trouble arose, that the parcel had been tendered, he marched to the grave and waited awhile to see if a claimant for the wreath would come. No one appeared, of course, and as they were not authorized to leave it it was returned to the office. The wreath was presumably consigned to the dead parcel department. —Albany Argus. The floor from Chertsey abbey was in fragments when discovered. It was re- moved by careful hands; with great labor and care the pieces were fitted together and placed in the Architectural museum at Westminster, where it remains. It is probably the finest and most beautiful piece of antique tile work extant. The hall of the Palace of the Trocadero in Paris is supplied with fresh air from the old stone quarries or catacombs over which it is built. The old quarries act as an im- mense cooling chamber, and the air is forced into the hall in a strong, dry, cool current. A chicken will live from ten to twelve years. A story some. time ago went the rounds of a 100-year-old .goose. Though swans of 75 years old have been known, it is not likely that geese outlive them. Just How She Escaped. “Early in the ’60s I was railroad tele- graph operator down in. Georgia,” said he, “and I had a mighty narrow escape from being lynched one day. It was in the after.- noon. A gang of darkies came along to where my station was, about three miles from any human habitation. They had in their grasp a beautiful young white girl, and they had tied her fast to one rail of the track, right before my dyes. They then stood there, and pointing revolvers at my head said if I interfered in‘ any way they would murder me. Five ' minutes before the Atlantic express was due they departed, leaving the girl on the track to be cut in two by the train. I was in terrible sus- pense. I knew I would be called a coward and a cur if I allowed that girl to be killed, but I was afraid to signal the train to stop, because I knew the darkies would kill me if I did. “But I was going to save my position any- how. Just as the train passed my signal station I ran down the track and with a pair of pliers cut the wire connecting the signal to the. station. By doing this I thought I could tell the railroad officials that the vandals had cut the wire so that I could not signal the train. See the fine point? Well, while I was cutting the wire the wind came up suddenly and blew aper- fect tornado. Big oak trees were blown over so that their tops touched the ground, and I had to hang on to the track so that I wouldn’t be blown away. Well when I went up the track I saw those darkies running away and I supposed that the girl had been cut in two. I was prepared to look upon a terrible sight, but to my great joy and utter astonishment she 'was still alive. I cut the rope with my pliers and released her. I carried her tenderly up to the sig- nal station, bound up the gushes made in her limbs by the rope, and”— “And what?” asked somebody. “And I asked her to be my wife.” “What did she say?” “She thanked me for my bravery and softly murmured: ‘Yes.’ ” “But how was it the train didn’t kill her?” “I never found out until two years after- ward. Then I met the engineer of that very train. He explained to me that just as the train was about to strike the girl that heavy gust of Wind came along. It was so powerful that it lifted one side of the train over, making it run on one rail for about 500 feet befor it fell back on the other rail. It so happened that the girl was tied to the rail from which the-wheels raised, and that’s how she escaped.”—Phil- adelphia Inquirer. Suicides in Japan. According to a recent Japanese return it appears that the great majority of persons committing suicide in Japan are over 50 years of age. Next on the list in respect of numbers come the suicides of persons between 20 and 30 years of age. Of these the greater part turn their backs on the world in consequence of disap- pointed love. For suicides of all ages July is the favorite month. During the period of six years from 1883 to 1888 in- clusive the number of suicides in the month of July ranged from 500 to 800, while the number during the remainder of the year averaged from 200 to 300 only. A characteristic Japanese suicide oc- curred at the famous shrines at Nikko. An old lady of 60 went thither in August. Her circumstances were good; she had two sons in official positions and her home in Tokio was comfortable and happy. She spent two days at Nikko visiting the vari- ous temples and places of note, and seemed bright and contented. But at daylight on throat out before a little shrine at the back of the Temple of Iyemitsu. From her satchel the police took a paper wherein was set forth, briefly but plainly, the mo tive of her suicide. It was very simple. She had loved Nikko and wished to die among its sacred groves. At her age the probability of being able to return there appeared remote. Therefore she availed herself of the present opportunity, and with kind farewells to those left behind made her cxit.—Public Opinion. Electric Lights in the Suez Canal. Under their own electric lights steamers make much more rapid progress through the canal than would formerly have been possible. The use of electricity in the Suez canal is, indeed, an interesting illus- tration of the economic value of the elec- tric light. It has reduced the time of the average passage through the canal from thirty-eight hours to twenty—three hours, and almost doubled the capacity of the canal. j Formerly only a small proportion of the steamers passing through the Suez canal could avail themselves of the advantage of the electric light because they did not have the necessary apparatus. This led to the organization of a company which made it its business to rent electric light apparatus to vessels entering the canal. The motor, dynamo, projectors and other machinery are put on board a vessel and set up ready for use in two hours and removed after the passage has been made.—Youth’s Com- panion. Suggestions for Young Writers. I began to compose by imitating other authors. I admired, and I worked hard to get, a smooth, rich, classic style. The pas- sion I afterward formed for Heine’s prose forced me from this slavery and taught me to aim at naturalness. I seek now to get back to the utmost simplicity of expression, to disuse the verbosity I tried so hard to acquire, to get the grit of compact, clear truth, if possible, informal and direct. It is very difficult. I should advise any be- ginner to study the raciest, strongest, best spoken speech, and let the printed speech alone; that is to say, to write straight from the thought without bothering about the manner, except to conform to the spirit or genius of the language. I once thought Latinized diction was to be invited; I now think Latinized expression is to be guarded against—“Wham Dean Howells. A Useless Waste of Matches. Mildred was seated with her mamma on the deck of the steamer. 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