THE BRAVE.
but best befriended of the God,
KP. who in evil times,
‘u’orned by an imvgrg voice,
Heads notthe darkness and the dread,
Biding by his rule and choice.
Feeling only the fiery thread
Leading over the heroic ground,
Walled with mortal terror round,
To the aim which him cllures,
.‘ml the. sweet heaven his deed secures.
~Emcrson.
lllVlfi' AND STARS.
When I watched the fool; upon the Lu~
heron I machined whole weeks without
seeing a living soul. alone in the pasturage
with my dog Labri and my sheep. From
time to time the hermit of Mont dc l’Ure
passed them ’9'") look for medicinal herbs,
or I saw the black face of some Piedmont
collier; but they were simple souls. silent
by dint of srditudc, li.->.vin=gr lost the taste
for talking and knowin: nothing of \wlzut
was said down in the. villages and towns.
Hence every two weeks,whcn I heard upon
the ascending highway the bells of our
farm male, bringing me. my provisions for
the coming fortnight, and saw gradually
appear from below the lively countenance
of the little farm boy orthc red locks of
will Aunt Norade, I was indeed delighted.
I made the visitor tell me the news of the
country at the foot of the mountain—the
baptisms, the marriages, but that which
lilit.¢;‘:‘..~:l.l:ll me most of all was what had
' happened to my master‘s daughter, our
Demoiselle Stephancttc, the prettiest girl l
for ten leagues around. "
W'ithout appearing tobe too much bent
upon acquiring this knowledge I gathered
inform ation as to whether she went agrcat
deal to i'ctes and evening assemblies;
whether new admiiers were stiLl throng-
ing about her, and should you ask me.
what? good those details could do me, a
poor shepherd of the mountain, I will
reply that I was 20 years old, and that
Stephancttc was in my eyes the hands-on:-
est creature on the face of God’s earth.
Now, one Sunday when I was waiting
for my provisions, it so chanced that they
did not. arrive until very late. In the
morning Isaill to myself: “ It is the fault
of the high n‘.:2ss;” then toward noon a
heavy storm came on and I thought that
the llllll(' had been unable to set out be-
cause of the bad condition of the road. At l
last, about 3 o’clock in the afternoon, the I
sky having cleared and the mountain be—
ing all of a glitter with water and sun- .
light, I heard, amid the droppings from 9
the leaves and the overflowing of the
swollen brooks, the bells of the -mule, as .
gay and brisk as a grand church chime on 2
Easter day.
But it was neither the little farm boy
nor ol:l Aunt Norade who was urging the .
animal along. It was—guess who! our i
demoiscllc, my friends—our demoiselle !
herself, seated right between the osier I
baskets, all rosy with the mountain air F
and the coolness brought on by the storm.
The little farm boy was sick; Aunt
Norade was absent on a holiday visitto
her children. Pretty Stephanctte told me l
all this as she sprang down from her mule, !
and also that she was late in arriving be- E
cause she had lost her way. But to see!
her so finely dressed, with her flowered '
ribbons, her brilliant skirt and her lace, i
she had rather the air of having lingered i
at some dance than of having sought for 5
her road among the bushes. l
Oh, the delicious creature! My eyes :
could not grow'weary of gazing at her. It I
is true that I had never seen her so near.
Sometimes during the winter, when the
flock had gone down into the plain audi
had returned in the evening to the farm-
house to sup, she passed briskly through
the hall, without talking much to the
servants, always bedecked and a trifle
haughty. Now I had her there before me,
for myself alone. W as it not enough to
turn my head?
\Vhen she had taken the provisions from
the basket Stephan-atte began to look cu-
riously around her. Raising ‘a little her
Sunday skirt, that might otherwise have
become stained with mud, she entered the
fold. She wished to see the corner where I
slept, the pile of straw that was my bed,
my sheepskin covering, my big cape hung
against the well, my crook in my flintlock
gun. All this amused her.
“So it is here you live, is it, my poor l
shepherd?” said she, with a heavenly smile. !
“How tired you must get of always being !
alone. Vhat do you do?
think about?”
I had a strong desire to reply, “About
you, mistress,” and I should have told the I
truth, but my confusion was so great that
I could not-find a single word. ' I think she ;
noticed this, and that the mischievous ;
creature took pleasure in redoubling my:
embarrassment with her roguery.- I
“And your sweetheart, shepherd?” con-
tinued she. “Does she climb up here to see
you sometimes? Surely she must be the
Golden Goat or the Fairy Esterelle, who
skips only over the summits of the mount-
ains.” And she herself, as she spoke thus
. to me, had the very- air of the Fairy Ester-
clle, with her lovely head thrown back, the
pearly laughter rippling from her cherry
lips, and her haste to depart that made
her visit seem like a dazzling vision.
“Adieu, shepherd!” -
“Adieu, mistress!”
And she was gone, bearing away with
he:- thc empty baskets.
When the descending road hid her from
sight it seemed to me that the stones roll-
iug beneath the shoes of the mule were
falling one by one upon my heart. I heard
them at 102g, long time, and until the close
of the day I was like one wrapped in a
sweet slumber, fearing to stir lest I might
drive away my dream. _
Toward evening, as the depths of the val-
ley began to grow blue and asthe sheep
huddled together, bleatiug to return to the
fold, Iheard some one call me down the
road and saw reappear our'demoiselle, no
longer smiling as I had seen her a short
time before, but trembling with cold, fear
and wet. It seems that at the base of the
mountain she had 'fOuud the Sorgue terri-
bly swollen by the recent rain, and that in
makinga desperate effort to cross it she had
nearly been drowned. _
The most dreadful thing of all was that
at this hour of the night she could not
think of attempting to return to the farm,
for our demoiselle by herself could never
find the way by the short cut and I could
not. leave the flock. The idea of passing
the night upon the mountain tormented
her almost to madness,‘particularly on ac-
count. of the uneasiness her family would
feel. As for me, I reassured her the best 3
was able. , . ~ ,
“In July the nights are ’short, mistress,"
said I. “It will hardly seem» more than a
wretched moment.”
And I quickly kindled a roaring .fire ta.
dry her feet and her dress all soaked with
the water of the Sorgue. Afterward ]
placed before her. milk. and sheep’s milk
cheese, but‘the poor damsel did not think
either cf warming herself or of eating, and
at the sight of the big tears that gathered
in her eyes I felt like weeping myself.
Meanwhilethevnight hid come on space.
There remained. upon] the crests of the
\V-hat do you i
: from France straight into Spain.
NOBWALK GAZETTE \V’Jil)i\ESl)AY AUGUST 26. lo‘
mountains only v. sprinkle of sun,a.vapcry I AIR AS MOTIVE POWER.
light toward the west.
moistelle to enter the fold and sleep. Hav-
ing spread a. handsome new sheepskin over
the clean straw, I‘bade her-goof. night,
and, going out into the open air, seated my-
self before the door. God is my witness
that, despite the fire of love that was
scorching my blood, no evil thought came
at her as she lay asleep, my masi‘cr’s
daughter—like a sheep more precious and
whiter than all the rest—was reposing, in-
trusted to my'care.
N ever had the heavens appeared to pos-
sess such depths, never had the stars
seemed so brilliant. Suddenly the door oi
the fold opened and pretty Stephanctte ;
made her :rippearancc. She could not sleep.
The animals rattled the straw as they
moved about, or bloated in their dreams.
She preferred to come to the fire. Seeing
this,” cast my sheepskin over her shoul-
ders. I stirred up the flames and we sat
down side by side, remaining thus without
uttering a single word.
If you have. ever passed a night in the
open air you know that at the hour when
vc sleep a mysterious world a wakes amid
the solitude and the silence. Then the
brooks sing in their clearest tones and the
ponds are. lighted up with tiny flames. All
I invited our de- .
3USE OF THE PNEUMATIC TUBE IN
THE POSTAL SERVICE.-
A Proposition {0 Introduce a Quicker
! ‘Mcaus of Transportation—A Seriodsv
to me, nothing but an overpowering pride 5
on thinking that in a. corner of the fold, ;'
close beside the curious flock that stared 7
Obstacle Is the Great Waste of Energy
in Transmission.
A great deal of surmise and comment is
taking place in engineering circles about
Postmaster Van Cott’s remark that the
only solution of the problem of the rapid
collection and distribution of mails lies in
the adoption of the compressed air system.
A correspondent thinks that this system
could also be adopted with advantage for
the transmission of samples, packages, etc,
which are frequently subjected to many
delays with the present express facilities.
Some officials seem to regard such articles
as of little importance, whereas it is often
of great moment to have samples forward-
ed with all possible dispatch.
The possibilities of compressed air are
as yet not fully realized in this country.
The pneumatic tube system of communi-
cation is of course in use in many of the
big down town stores, in newspaper of-
the spirits of the mountain freely come and
go; there is a rustling in the air, there are f
almost imperceptible sounds, as if we heard '
the tree branches growing and the grass
springing up.
but night is the life of things. \Thcu one
is not accustomed to this it fills one with
fear. Therefore our demoiselle was all of
a quiver and clung to me closely at the
slightest noise.
At one time, a long mclanchol y cry arose
from the pond that sparkled below us and
came rolling upward to our ears. At the
same instant a beautiful shooting star
glided over our heads in the same direction,
. as if the lameutation we heard were bear.
= ing a flash of light with it.
“ Vhat is that?” asked Stephanette, in a
whisper.
“A soul entering paradise, mistressl"
answered I making the Sign of the cross.
She made the. same sign and, for a. mo-
ment, gazed meditatively into the heavens.
Then she said to me:
“Is it true, shepherd, that you people are
magicmns?”
“N of; in the least, our demoiselle.
here we live much nearer the stars than the
people of the plain, and know better what
is taking place among the sparkling lights
of heaven!”
She was still gazing upward, resting her
head against one of her hands, and wrap-
ped in the sheepskin like a little heavenly
shepherd.
“Ah, how beautiful they are!” cried she.
“I never saw so many of them beforel Do
you know their names, shepherd?’ ’
“Yes, indeed, mistress! Listen: Right
above us is St. Jacques’ highway. It goes
It was
St. Jacques de Galice who traced it to show
his road to the brave Charlemagne when
he was making war upon the Saracens.
Further away you have the Car of Souls,
with its four replendant a-xlet-rees. The
three stars in front are the three horses,
and that tiny one almost against the third
is the car driver. Do you see all around
that shower of falling stars? They are the
souls the goo-:1 God does not want in heaven.
“A little lower is the Hayrack or the
Three Kings. The stars forming it serve
as our clock. I have only to glance at
3 them to know that it is now after mid-
night. A little lower yet, still looking to-
ward the south, shines Jean de Milan, the
torch of the stars. Regarding that star
this is what the shepherds relate: It ap-
pears that one night Jean de Milan, with
the Three Kings and the Ponciniere, was
invited to the wedding of a. star, one of
their friends. 'The Ponciuiere, more in a
hurry than the rest, started, they say, the
first of all and took the high road. Look
at her up there away in the midst of the
heavens. _
“The Three Kings went by a lower road
and overtook her, but lazy Jean de Milan,
who had slept 1300 late, was left behind,
and, in order to stop them, in his fury he
threw his stick at them. 1 That is Why the
Three Kings are also called Jean de Milan’s
Stick. But the most beautiful of all the
stars—~mistress—is ours, the Shepherd’s
Star, that lights us at dawn when we drive
forth our docks, and also in the evening
‘ when we bring them back. We have given
it another name, Maguelouue, the beautio
ful Maguelonne, who runs after Pierre de
Provence and marries him every seven'
years.”
“\Vhat, shepherd! Are there then mar-
riages among the stars?”
“Yes, indeed, mistress!”
And, as I was striving to explain to her
what these marriages were, I felt some-
thing cool and soft weigh lightly upon my
shoulder. It was her head, heavy with
sleep, that was leaning against me, with a
pretty rustling of ribbons, lace and Wavy
hair. She remained thus without stirring
until the moment when the stars of heaven
paled, .eflt‘aced by the dawning day. '
As for me, I beheld her sleeping, some-
what troubled, but fully protected by. the
bright night that has never given me other
than pure thoughts. Around us the stars
continued their silent march as docile as a.
vast flock, and at times I imagined that
one of those stars—the prettiest and most
brilliant-of them all—having lost its way,
had come to me and placed its head upon
my shoulder that it might slumber in
peace—Alphonse Daudet in Philadelphia
News. ' '
. A. Rising Humorist.
Tom Massou, of the American Press As-
sociation, is beginning to attract attention
by his humorous paragraphs, peculiar for
their clearness and perspicuity. Mr. Mas-
son is also a. remarkably apt versifier in a
light and. playful vein. His efiorts‘in this
line have been widely copied. In his short
career of 22 years he has visited nearly all
the countries in the civilized world,'a.ud
has thereby gained a wide and valuable
experience. In personal appearance Mr.
Masson is below the average-size, hasblack
hair; and an olive complexion. His philos-
ophy is just a trifle pessimistic, still he
manageg to successfully infuse a. good deal
of genial humor and optimism into his
work—Current Literature; -
.. Not Incident to'the Race.
Colored Dame (to her daughter just re-
turned from a finishing school)—I wish yo’
hadder bin heyah when dat census man
comeroun’.
Finished Y. L-Hlu questions were in
the interest of science, momma, and I
should have been delighted to answer
them. Hereditary um??—
Mammaz—Datls dc. vay word. What be
other do askin’ colored folks ’bout red-
eaditary diseases! ' D’aint any (in 'em got
red heady—Harper’s Bazaar. ' ' ' .
' no Draw. the‘ Llnc.‘ '
A Georgia. editor has twenty-seven chil-
dren. Hepasitlvely refuses to insert an
advertisement announcing that a. boy or
girl is wanted—Detroit FreePress. .
Day is the life of creatures. -
But i
{ices and to some extent between \Vestcrn
Union offices; but there exists a great deal
of ignorance about the use of compressed
air, even among engineering experts. Of
course the principle of the system is well
understood, but except for mining opera-
tions and for sending articles from one
part of a building to another it is not in
general commercial use in the United
States. ' ;
A leading engineer said to a reporter the
other day: “This compressed air system. of
which there is so much talk, is financially
well supported, but it’s all humbug. ” This
expresses the opinion of a great many who
are supposed to be thoroughly acquainted
with the most recent developments of me-
chanical science. But as many whose oc—
cupation does not lead them to make strict
investigation into the feasibility of all the
mechanical contrivances that come into
public discussion are beginning to think
that the use of compressed air would solve
many postal difficulties and also mitigate
the smoke nuisance, a brief summary of
the information on the subject is given
here.
THE SYSTEM USED IN PARIS.
It is generally believed that the system,
now in actual use in Paris, has solved the
question of the speedy transmission of let-
ters and parcels. But this system was
first adopted for the purpose of regulating
the clocks of the city on the pneumatic
button principle, to obtain a. uniformity of
time all over Paris. A large number of
capitalists became interested in the scheme,
the company extended its Operations ad
the principal business of the company at
present is the supplying of power to manu—
factories in different parts of the city.
The power is transmitted from the works,
which are situated just outside the city
limits, in pipes through the city sewers.
One advantage of this system is that there
is no escape of steamin the factories where
it is employed, and it does not vitiate the
atmosphere in which the workmen spend
so much of their lives. In fact, the escape
of air into the rooms is beneficial, as it
helps to cool and ventilate them.
On the other hand, the fact that up to
the present time it has been found impos«
sible to devise any means which would en-
tirely obviate the continual leakage of air
makes the commercial utility of the ’sys—
tem doubtful. It has been found that in
transmitting air for mining purposes 50
per cent. of the power is lost. Of course
in transmitting the air to great distances
through the ramifications of a vast city
the loss of power by expansion is vastly
greater. It is possible that the percentage
of waste allowed by the company in Paris
would frighten American capitalists, and
make the adoption of the system here com-
mercially impracticable. Indeed the sys‘
tem in Paris, although indorsed by gener-
ous capital, is still in an experimental
stage. .
, TRANSMISSION OF LETTERS.
The system has conclusively proved that
the scheme is quite practicable physically,
although the inevitable waste of power is
diametrically opposed to the generally ac-
cepted ideas of mechanical economics.
Such a service is practicable if the public
can afford to pay for it at such a rate as
will insure a revenue sufficient to cover the
loss of power. But that loss of power
makes all the difference between profit and
loss, and it is entirely possible that in New
York at least compressed air will never be-
come a serious rival to electricity.
'The pressure kept up throughout the
system varies from seventy-five to eighty
pounds, sufficient to tear, letters or pack-
ages all to tatters. It is strange that the
transmission of letters should not have at-
tracted the attention of the company if it
could be done profitably, as for this pur-
pose about three pounds or four pounds
pressure is amply sufficient. And the fact
that they have not made use of what seems
such an advantageous system is an argu-
ment in favor of the statement that the
service. the public demands must be so
cheap that this system could not fill the re-
quirements without a financial loss.
There are, however, other uses to which
scientific ingenu'ityis beginning to apply
compressed air. It is rumored in Paris
that a, company will shortly supply com-
pressed air at such a. low temperature that
.it will entirely take the place of ice in ho-
telsaud households. This is an excellent
idea, and opens a. new field for sensational
novelists. By merely opening a valve in
what is apparently an innocent heating
apparatus the villain can freeze his victim
to7 death in his own bed chamber. This
would have added another story to Edgar
Alldu‘POe’s tales 0f mystery were be alive
today. "
The authorities of the United States
navy have also been experimenting with
compressed air for the discharge of heavy
artillery, especially in connection with the
new dynamite gum—New York Tribune.
“rho 'Jovial Altogether fbr England,
A jovial gentleman near Shemcld, Eng.
land, was lately fined £100, with costs, as
between solicitor and client, for commit-
ting what the justice described as a most
outrageous contempt of court by frighten-
ing a. solicitor-’5 clerk who was sent to serve
a writ upon him. It was alleged that the
gentleman had set his hounds upon the
clerk, but the judge held that the defend-
ant had not intended any serious mischief
shOuld happen to the clerk, but merely to
frighten him. He was therefore fined f0!
his contempt of court in attempting to
ffiighfin the nerve: of the writ—Chicago
: , - At Times. \ ~
- Older Brother (to little Paul, just re-
turned from Sunday school)—Say, Paul, do
you believe all they tell you at [Sunday _
school?
Little Paul—Ye— —-es. »
Older Brother—Do you believe that tho
whale swallowed J ouch? ’ '
Little Paul—Well, I believe it while I’m
there: but I do'h’t’s‘vhen I’m home—Puck.
IW .. 0
'ONE OF JOHN BROWN'S SPEARS.
A Relic Preserved by One Who Helped.
. _ Capture'tho Abolitioulst. ‘
Mr. A. B. Allen, residing at No. 1,224
New Jersey avenue, Washington, has in
his possession aninteresting relic of the‘
raid of John Brown at Harper’s Ferry in
1859. This is one of the spears used by-
Brown and his men when they attempted
the liberation of the slaves in that vicinity.
The spear head is of iron, about eight
inches in length. and is like a two edged
knife blade on a substantial socket, into
which the staff—a. piece 01 hickory six feet ..
long—is fastened. Mr. Allen secured this
relic, as well as a rifle, when, after Brown’s
capture, he and some others were pressed
into service and placed on duty at the en-
gine house to guard the abolitionist and
those captured with him.
Mr. Allen had been employed by acitizeu
to capture two of his slaves who had run
away. The only clew as to the direction
the fugitives had taken was information
that they had gone up the canal. At the
time of their departure there )l’ad been no
tidings received here of Brown’s inten—
tions, although it was possible that some
of the slaves had been privately notified of
them. Mr. Allen came to the conclusion
that the runaways might be headed off by
taking the railroad, and took the train.
“I went up by way of the Relay house and
the main line,” said Mr. Allen, “entirely
oblivious of what was going on at the
ferry.
. “When we camé opposite the ferry on
the Maryland side the train was stopped.
Then we learned by rumor of the fighting
at the ferry. \Ve could hear all kinds of
rumors, and the train from the west had
not been heard from. This was the train
run by Capt. Jack Phelps, who was well
known here as one of the lessees of the
Alexandria and “'ushington railroad.
There were only twenty-five or thirty of
us on the train, and we remained on this
side all night. We heard during the. night
the movement of a train over the river,
and finally Phelps’ train came over. We
then learned that Brown’s men had stopped
and held the train for some hours, but that
the leader when he was informed that the
United States mail was on the train al-
lowed it to pass. ‘Ve then learned that in
the fighting in the town some had been
killed and others wounded. Not knowing
What force the insurgents had we did not
cross the bridge, but remained on this side.
- “In the morning the marines arrived
from the barracks in this city and they at
once proceeded to put down the insurrec-
tion. A Capt. or Lieut. Russell, I be-
lieve, was in command, and under his
orders the marines were marched to the
engine house, where Brown and a few of
his men were. As we afterward ascer-
tained, the insurgents could have killed
every one of the marines had they been so
disposed, for they had arms and ammuni-
tion and in the walls of the engine house
had been cut loopholes on every side. The
marines finding the door fastened secured
a‘ladderand used it as a ram bursting in
the door. ,
=‘We—that is those of the passengers
who had been pressed into service—having
seen this from the bridge at once rushed
down. I remember that when I first saw
John Brown he was lying with his head
resting on. the back of an uptrflned chair.
I looked at him aud'at once recognized him
as a. man I had seen before; in fact, I had ‘
seen him only a week or ten days previous-
ly in ’SquireDown’s office. He had been
wounded, I believe, in the shoulder, but if
he sufiered he did not show it in his coun-
tenance or by words. He was attired in
what appeared to be country goods, and
with his long gray beard looked like a
well-to—do, care-for-nothlng farmer. I was
with him about three hours and, a half,
and heard enough to satisfy me that he
was a. badly disappointed man, and a. force
of two to three hundred men he had ex-
pected from Pennsylvania. had failed to
materialize. In the afternoon the bodies
of those of Brown’s men who had been
killed were removed, and a party went up
on the heights to search for arms, but was
then unsuccessful. .
“The next party that Went out was re-
warded by finding two boxes of rides and
spears with ammunition. I was on guard
when Governor V lsc came up and had a
talk with Brown and three or four other
prisoners. The conversation between
Brown and the governor lasted about an
hour, and a half. Of course, recognizing
Wise as the governor of the state, I stood
off some distance and did not listen to
what was said. Brown quderstood to tell
the governor frankly what was his inten<
tion, keeping nothing back, and I believe
he expressed his disappointment that he
had failed and that expected friends did not
appear. Toward the close of the interview
Brown demanded good treatment while a.
prisoner, and asked that his meals be sent
him from the hotel. This the governor
promised to attend to. As he left the
engine house the governor remarked to me:
‘He is a most remarkable man.’ As soon as
some other troops arrived we were relieved
' and sent home.”-—Washiugton Star.
W’rlter’s Cramp.
John Brown, stenographer, tells The St.
Louis Globe-Democrat: “People often ask
me when I sit down to a long job of short-
hand why I lay' before me so many pencils
of different sizes. My reason for it is that
by‘: picking up -péncils of different sizes,
and consequently weights, I am enabled to
rest my hands while continuing to work.
Each different pencil brings into active
play diderent muscles, and I never. suffer
from cramps, as might be the case if I
used but one ~‘size pencil. A'horse going
over an ordinary turnpike, up hill 'and
dojwn, will be in better condition at the -
end of a. day than a. horse which has trav-
eled the same number of 'milcs on a. race .
track” " ‘ ,
Why the Dog Turn! Round.
The turning round and round of a dog be-
fore he lie: down is a. curious instance of the
length of time that domesticated animals
retain the characteristics of their wild au-
cestors.‘ The forefathers of 'the dog that
teday trends '8 piece of flat carpet before
composing himself in front of the fire
were obliged to ,go through the same evo‘
lutio'us in order. totmmple down sufficient
grass to form a bed. And this instinctive
habit, like. the burying of surplus food,
will probably last as long as the dog race.
—Chatter. '
. Ono Kind of Knot.
A correspondent from up the country
writes that he has often observed the ex-
pression, “a knot of people.” and heisanx-
lous to know how many people go to make
a knot. The‘ term is by no; means arbi-
\
mi doien‘Pel'SOnS.mY Mew“?
, up knot, abutlieu again two Well
people ‘ "sud a; minister can make the'mos’t
delightful 'of :EHSF‘TBWWF‘?“ Icadc’r.
‘ ,7 m 'm‘ehm'y complete. ,
Auditprlst‘ua' ‘seéucejL-‘Ij would. like to
speak with'Bobert Browning."
. Spirit‘Medium, (ten 'miuutcs lawn—Mr.
Browning hyjjust been seen,'but the a
could riot understand What'he said. ‘
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THE CENTER OF THE WORLD.
Points on the Earth's Surface Claimed t
‘ Be the Tennth '92 the Globc‘s Axis:
" For several centuries differciit cities in 5'
the Orient have contested with each . other
for the honor of being recognized as the ,‘
mid spot of our planet. Quite recently a
London geographer issued an elaborate
work in which he tries to prove the British.
metropolis to be the center of the landed
hemispheres. Jerusalem and Delphi, not-
withstanding the fact that neither of them
is situated en the equator, have for ages
been the two great rivalsin this mid spot
discussion. William Simpson. of the Lon-
don Society for Exploring Palestine, tells ‘
us that Herr Schick has sent home .draw- I
ings of the Jerusalem center of the 'world.
It ex sis, of course, in the Greek Church of
the Holy Sepulcher, not in the Latin
church. ' ‘
The spot is identified less by physical
science than by prophecy. It is written in
the Psalms, “God ismy king of old, work-
ing salvation in the midst of’ the cart .” J
This. can only refer to the scenes of the '
passion and of the holy sepulcher, and the
midst of the earth must therefore be found
where the holy sepulcher is considered to
be by the Greeks. The belief that the cen-
ter is thereor thereabouts is ancient, for
it occurs in a work by St. Ephrem, quoted
by John Gregory in reference to Noah’s
prayer. Herc St. Ephrem says that Adam
was buried “in the middle of the earth.”
Homer calls Clypso’s Island “the navel of
the world, the center of all the seas.” In
Eschylus a certain ,round stone in the
temple of Delphi is the “navel,” or center
of the earth, and here does Orcstes take ,
refuge when pursued by the Eumenides.
Pindar has anticipated :Eschylus here,
and after an era. Pausauius (like Herr
Schick) had the pleasure of seeing the only
genuine central hub at Delphi. “It is
made,” he says, “of white stone, smooth
and polished, and is the middle point of
the whole world.” Delos, as well as
Delphi, claims to be one of the sacred
places perforated by the earth’s axle, and
probably other cities, in all ages, have
looked upon their sacred places as deserv-
ing of the same distinction. There can be
no closer analogy, however, than that
which exists between the hall of stone in
the Church of the Holy Sepulcher at J eruv
salem and the round, white stone at
Delphi—St. Louis Republic.
Cure for Bachelors’ Eccentriclties.
Eccentric bachelors, if you want to be
cured of your oddities and become polished
Christians, marry! You, sir, with the
slouching gait, the pocketed hands, the ill-
tailored frame, just pairofl with a. neat,
smart little damsel who has an eye for the
picturesque, and before the honeymoon is
over she will so transfigure you that you
will scarcely know yourself in the looking
glass. ‘
”Beauty and the Beast” is no fable.
Many a “monster” has been transformed
into a. gentleman by the necromantic in-
fluence of a. pretty woman. You, Sir N im-
rod, whose talk is of double barrels and
setters, of deer shooting on the Adiron-
dacks or moose hunting in the Canada
wilds, do you wish to be civilized and so-
cialized? Doubtlc—s you do. Then marry
a true gentlewou;-ui, and she will soon
make you as gentle and gallant u cavalier
as ever shawled a lady at ball or opera.
Even the miser may be won from his gold-
eu pagod by a generous wife, though it
must be confessed that of all eccentricities
the greed of riches is the most difficult tc
eradicate. ’
The fact- is that every eccentric bachelor
is like' a helmless ship that has yawed
more or less out of her proper course. A
good wife’s advice is the tiller that he
needs to bring his head round and steer
him safely and happily over the sea. 01
lifeL—New York Ledger:
His Only Reason.
A certain little boy who took an ocean
voyage was sure he should enjoy it from
beginning to end. At the close of the fifth
day, however, the monotony of scene and
occupation began to pall upon him, and he
grew decidedly fractious. '
“Don’t you want to 'go down stairs and
take a nap?” asked his mother gently.
“Been asleep once today,” said he crossly.
“Sick of sleeping.”
“Run over to those little girls, then, and
see them cut out. paper dolls.”
“Oh, I’m sick of girls and dolls!”
“There is a sailor splicing c. rope. Why
don’t you go and watch him?” '
“Sick of it.”
“Well, it seems to me you’re - tired ol
everything on board.”
“Yes, I am, momma. I’ve got every kind
of sick but seasick, and the only reason
I’m not tired of‘you is that 1 used to know
you when we were on dry land.”—Youth’i
Companion.
Illiteracyfit Nations.
The census of tho illiterates in the vari-
ous countries places the three Sclavic
states of Roumauia, Russia. and Servia 8.1
the head of the list, with about 80 per cent.
of the population unable to read or write.
Of the Latin speaking races Spain head:
the list with 48 per cent, France and Bel-
gium having about 15 per cent. The illiter-
ates in Hungary number 43 per cent., in
Austria 30 per cent. and in Ireland 21. It:
England we find 13 per cent.,- Holland, 1!
per cent. ; 'UuitedState‘s (white population),
S'pcr cent,- aud Scotland, 7 per cent. un.
able to read or. write. When we come to the
purely Teutonic states we find a marked
reduction in the ‘ percentage of ’illiteratcs
Thb-high'cctisniu Switzerland, 2.5; in tin
whole German empire ituisbut 1 per cent.
In Sweden, Denmark, Bavaria, Baden and
Wurtemburg there 13:th-&._ single person
over 10.4mm ,of‘age, unable to read and
writer—St. Louis Republic. '
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[A COO] -'I'i'aipezc Performer. ~
» In_Geueva,:at.a circus, a. trapeze perform
er, Mlle. Mathilde, astonished the native:
every night .by her performances wi 1.1 a
youth of about 17 high up in the air. 0n“
evening this youth, by" his cum ‘careless
ness, slipped from the hands of the girl,
who hung by her‘ knees. Acry of hon-oi
arose from the audience, when she- luckily
caught him with her teeth by the embroid
cry over the breast of his tights. She
pulled him up into a. sitting posmou on
the trapeze,‘theu boxed his ears, vigorously
and made him go through the perform-
ance again-this time without fault—Chi
cago Herald. , _
The Sixth Month In the Roman Your.
August, the sixth mouth in the Rom
year, Which began with March, was origi-
nally ptyledSextilis, and received its pres-
ent name'from the Emperor Augustus ‘ on
account-of several :of the most-fortunm
events of his life having occurred durln
The nearest relative l}. "f the, poet
Shakespeare is probably ‘. ’ :33 Ham:
ruideht of Australia. who is eighth in de-
scent from Shakupeare’s sister Joan. Ii
Bacm‘ious fact-that theraare no direct
descendants of Napoleon, Wellington
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