Decatur Democrat, Volume 39, Number 32, Decatur, Adams County, 25 October 1895 — Page 7

|i i. uimw n -i '' - - -«* _... .• ..... iy w . . . . __ illton says “death la a bleseThat’a all right; we don’t 'P ised thing now. onal Hay Association is In Ulne/jmatl. We advise it to ixlliary association of grass 0 H >eat the British at yacht-rac-hletics, but when it comes U ess stakes the championship f to i ttem. bringing home some human ' ch he found in the frozen ins. Well, where didn’t that aes operate? €A and finishing touch to her ~ Japan has organized a t>i tinge like that of New York, 6 ocent enough as yet to be 0 ■ i applied for a 11- ! ractice medicine in Detroit diploma from a Chicago university," and explained onged to the “botanic” school ■ e and surgery and had taken 1 se of instruction by mail. He ctice medicine by mall only. does not see what Italy C( h African possessions, when — >OO persons dying of pellagra, vlng on malarious land, 1,700 in which grain Is rare, 1,400 with scanty and foul water 500 communes without docH n reach, and over 300 com- . ilch have no burial place, tguished literary lady gives sties of the same kind, and au may well tremble for his reatb as the champion pesslE ________ ’ ’otter declares that the preso«e of new men and new ' I that the Church should recir existence and frankly and ( sly meet their demands. One iclpal necessities, in his opln- . obliteration or material modi>f sectarian lines. He pro--1 ten of faiths in an American e at shall be “the refuge of all ’ and storm-tossed souls, the ! ?r of the rich and poor, of the er truth and the finder of it, ' soul and the returning prodall walking in its light, and tits immortal bread.” It. Washington, the colored ose speech at the Atlanta Exas won so much praise, is in a school for negroes at Tusa., that has proved to be a aiccess. It was established vith one teacher and thirty a donation of SB,OOO from a hllanthroplst. Now it has teachers and about 1,000 pawns forty buildings and 2,000 and. The course of instruclustrial rather than literary, r being that the kind of eduIch the negroes most need is h will enable them to earn a I to win respect and standing through business success. ’eary’s two voyages to Greenserved to strengthen the thethe only way to advance in irctic region is by siege apand even these would ha ve-tp fically conducted, for Peary's he last journey nearly starved ■the failure to find the spot ■ large quantity of provisions led. The explorer has learned now and ice of Greenland are e terrible than he supposed, i scarce, and the average he cause of constant suffering, dashes made to reach the pole a more or less disastrous and ome tiresome. A slow march eeplng the “cracker line” open, ots of abundant supplies at intervals, is the rational plan, cost of this would be many recently rumored in Paris that ct of police was about to issue prohibiting women from wearmers.” The rumor aroused an i defense of the new style of So formidable was the outptpular sentiment that the ornever issued. .Among the oburged against the prefect’s deion the most, novel was that of essors In the Latin quarter, t a lengthy communication to al setting forth “that since the f the Latin quarter had taken ners,’ whether in cycling or r had lost all charm for the who were now attending ises regularly.” The fear was reseed that if the young would take again to their former ih costumes they would regain mer ascendency over the stull cause a relapse into neglect an argument for your mer advocate! How do the wearers like the Inference as personal appearance when in i? Is the bloomer to be advoi the ground that wheh fair ippears in it she ceases to dismasculine mind? year a great deal of fruit is lost y wjnds blowing it from the ten before it has attained full ils is partly due to the fact es are generally headed too •ellc of timet, when the hlgh--1 trfift was cut up until a team ilk j&jder It to plow and

with a short step ladder. If there were no other reason for Idw heads In trees this of ease in gathering the fruit would be sufficient to make it always advisable. No kind of stock should be allowed in orchards except pigs. Cattle or horses will eat both leaves, fruit and branches as high as they can reach, and to get the fruit out of the way of being eaten by stock seems to be the reason for the high pruning and heading of many old orchards. The Sultan has acceded to the demand for reforms made by the powers, and Turkey may hold together for some years longer. But the Sultan was obstinate until England threatened to dismember the Ottoman Empire. Before the Sultan’s decision was known the London Spectator published an article on the form dismemberment would probably take at this time. In its opinion Russia would get Armenia. Macedonia would go to Austria. The share of Greece would be Epirus and most of the islands, Including Cyprus. Syria would be allotted to France and Tripoli to Italy. Great Britain would take Egypt and either Lesbos or Mitylene for a naval station. The fate of Constantinople would be in doubt. Russia lias the best geographical claim to it, but the old international jealousies would probably place it in the hands of a weak power, like Bulgaria. Some such distribution as is here outlined will eventually occur. There is an irrepressible conflift in Turkey between the Christians and the Mussulman, and Europe is on the side of the Christian. Mohammedan Sins. The average Kaluli does not regard murder as a crime. It is kill or be killed in his own country, and he therefore regards the matter of the taking of a friend’s life most philosophically. “There is nothing to worry about; be is dead and I killed him,” he will tell you if you should Inquire about a corn-: panion with whoSi he was on the best terms the preceding winter. I have heard an Afghan, while buying a weapon, speak with evident gusto of the occasion when he would use the gun to murder a friend. It caused him as little concern, this contemplated crime, as if he had said, “I shall kill a chicken, if God so wills it, to-morrow for my pillau.” And yet there is something affectionate and childish about these men. They never forget a favor, and repay it to the best of their ability. Unlike the Mohammedans, they do not observe the koran with Jt)llnd obstinacy, but occasionally stretch its precepts to accord with their ideas of religion. They do not drink, for that is directly against the law, nor do they smoke. <U. ’ Palgrave, in hislnteresting book describing his journey to the sacred city of Mecca, gives an amusing account of his conversation with a Mollah. On asking the reverend gentleman! which he considered the most deadly of all sins the holy man replied: “Smoking the shameful.” “And next, oh, son of the prophet?” “Drinking.” “And do you consider these two th<] greatest sins, father?” “Verily, my son.” “And murder?” • “Ah, that is nothing—nothing. It iff forgivable.” “And stealing?” “Ah, that’s forgivable, too.” “But smoking?” “It is the unforgivable crime,” replied the Mollah, sternly, looking keen-j ly at the fictitious Mohammedan. Hold Your Breath. It is a physical Impossibility for a man to kill himself by holding his breath. Individuals differ greatly in the length of time they can hold their breath, and what practice and determined effort, combined with natural great lung capacity, can do in this direction is shown by the long periods for which champion divers can remain under water. If a man succeeded in continuing to hold his breath, in spite of the physical discomfort in which he had placed himself, the result would simply be to induce a state of coma. When this state was reached nature would reassert herself, and the breathing functions would again resume full activity, preventing a fatal issue in spite of their owner’s desire.—-Tit-Bits. His Idea of Distance. A Windham County, Connecticut, man, who rounded out seventy-five years of his, life without going more than twenty miles from his birthplace, was one day answering the questions of a distinguished Western visitor who had come on to the old town from far beyond the, Mississippi valley to learn of the childhood bf his father and mother, who were born in Windham County. The old native gave the Westerner just the details the latter Was seeking.' “And I suppose you have always lived around here,” said the man from beyond tlie Mississippi. “Oh, no,” replied the native, “I was born two miles from here.”—Phlladel« phia Record. Irish Statistics. The annual report of the statistics of Ireland for 1894 issued by the registrar general shows the number of marriages to have been 21,602 which is slightly above the annual average for the last decade. The number of births was 105,354. a-slight decline from the average. The number of deaths was 85,528, a slight increase. The estimated population in the middle of the year was 4,600,599, and the percentage ot legitimate births for the year jtm

I vdr uearis neep mui u>. The rose we gathered not Blooms in the soul forever. And hands ne’er joined in life Death han no power to sever* —Lilia Cabot Perry, in the Century. . 'PIOHTUNH BILL _ It was evidentthat something of uncommon interest had been arranged for the meeting that evening at the headquarters of the Salvation Army in San Francisco. Throughout the large attending crowd the spirit of expectancy moved uneasily, but With muffled wings; its energy stirred not only by divers vagrant rumors on the street, but also by many flowers and foliage plants which hampered the stage. After some preliminary religious exercises conducted by the brigadier, a man with a clean face, a clear eye and a coaxing voice, that gentleman made the following speech: “You doubtless all read at the time of its publication a telegram from Butte, Mont., announcing the distressing experience of our brave little sister, Cadet Annier Smith, who was so great a favorite witn us here before she was assigned to duty at Butte.” There was an amused twinkle in the brigadier’s eyes, but in the audience there was a spreading titter. “Well,” resumed the brigadier, “our noble little sister, with the help of God, passed safely through the ordeal, as most of you are aware, but as it is a part of our plan to confess publicly our errors and shortcomings I will ask Cadet Smith to give you the true and full account of what happened to her at Butte.” A faint clapping of hands, a vociferous “God bless Cadet Smith!” here and there and a removal of some of the restraints which muffled the wings of the spirit of expectancy greeted the ascent to the platform of a small, lithe young figure arrayed in the sombre blue and quaint poke bonnet of the army. Her face was a glowing crimson as she faced the audience, but her eyes were bright and her glance was firm, and the vigor of a strong and sturdy soul lent a certain grace of freedom to her pose. “After I had served several months selling War Crys in San Francisco,” she began with a steady voice which had acquired that plaintive quality so common the bard workers in the cause, “I was sent to Butte, where there was a small corps of workers. They bad become discouraged, and it was thought that my experience would help them a little. I didn’t know that Butte was so different from San Francisco, and the members of the corps there didn’t know it either, because they had never worked anywhere else. That is why they didn’t tell me some things that I wish I had known more about. “I started out the first day with about 200 War Crys. They looked surprised at the corps headquarters when I asked for sojnany, but, I thought I could sell them. 9 “Os course, I went into the hardest part of the town, and after Iliad visited one oy two saloons and failed to sell a copy, I went into another one. A good many men were gambling. I bad never seen anything but card playing in San Francisco, but they bad wheels of fortune and a great many other things to gamble with. Several men were drinking at the bar. I [ went among them all and asked them to I buy the paper, but they simply stared at me in wonder. The games began to stop, and then a big, fine looking man with a broad-brimmed hat came up to me and said—and he said—be said : ‘Hello, little Parson Sally, what do you want?’ He said it just like that. He was so big and his voice was so deep—and -and he was gQ D “Out with it, Cadet!” cried a half dozen voices in the audience as the girl broke down, stammering and blushing. “Handsome!” she added desperately, as though the saying of the word was a cross between martyrdom and the confession of a mortal sin. Great applause and laughter followed this declaration with an occasional “God bless Cadet Annie!” This so overwhelme.l the girl that her lips trembled and tears sprang to her eyes and she cast a despairing, appealing glance toward one peculiar spot before her in the audience where she had not had the courage to look before. That single look was sufficient to rivet the bonds of decorum which bad held a giant in restraint, and the uprising of a towering frame sent the brigadier’s programme and discipline tumbling into chaos. The tall man approached and mounted the platform with the stride of a grenadier, while Cadet Annie gazed at him with a dismay which was still inefficient to quench the light of the stars that shone all the brighter in her eyes now that her cheeks iiad paled. Simultaneously a startled hush fell upon the audience, for although the familiar uniform of the Salvation Army sat upon the man’s splendid frame, he was a stranger to all, and there was a commanding air about him that stilled all sounds. He stalked to the girl’s side and stood there facing the big crowd like a lion at bay in defenre of his lair. And au uncommonly handsome man he was, with swarthy face, jet black wavy hair worn long, and formidable black mustache and imperial. These two made a strange picture as they stood side by side, she so small and seemingly so frail, he so tall and muscular and competent; she looking up at him, he ignoring her and sweeping the hall with a glance half of defiance, half of benignancy, and wholly of strength and mastery. When the man spoke his voice rolled forth in those rounded billows that in a rich diapason sing the mysteries of the deep. “My friends,” he said, “with God’s help and the brigadier’s consent”—which he never took the trouble to secure— 1 ‘it seems too hard for this poor child to tell what happened to her in the gambling house at Butte that day. I, was there when it happened and saw it all, and I will tell you the story. I can’t bear to see her tortured as she lias been this night. Cadet Annie Smith, take your seat.” He said that still without looking at her. With a .glance at the brigadier which meant, “How can I help it when this big tiling shoulders me away?” she slipped behind the rose-embanked parlor organ and

mied an eUI aW V/ MWUi W’ terly personality on the consciousness of all who could see and bear that nothing else could be observed. The stranger resumed: “I knowed the gambler that played it low down on this brave little Salvation Army lassie that day—knowed him well. He was a big, hulking dog that had skinned tenderfeet all the way between didn’t know what it was to make an honest living. He just sailed through life laughing at everything and skinning ten--1 derfeeL “He was running a faro game in a Montana joint when somebody left the door open and this little girl drifted in. The ■ fellows wasn’t used to the way she went 1 after ’em. She just waded right in and 1 tackled ’em, and them blue eyes she carried in her head looked straight at ’em and through ’em, as much as to say ‘I think you’d lie a real decent fellow if you’d read the War Cry, quit gambling, quit drinking gin and have respect for good women.- 4 - That’s what the fellows told me her eyes said to ’em. “Then the big gambler she started to tell you about comes up and says to her: AfHello, little Parson Sallie, what do you tjiant?’ ‘I want to sell you a War Cry,’ 'The says. ‘A what?’ says lie. ‘A War Cry,” says she; and her calm blue eyes looked him through and through. ‘A War Cry?’says he; ‘What’s that?’and he knowed as well as she did what it was. “After badgering her that way and not making her lose an inch oT ground, be told her he’d make a proposition by which she might sell him all the War Crys she had. The poor little thing listened to him, and her eyes got bright, and she asked him what the proposition was. He had her sit down at a card table, and he took three cards —a king and two spot cards —and shuffled ’em on the table so that she could see the king while he was shuffling’em, and then asked her if she could pick out the king as the three cards lay face down, along side one another on the ’ table. She said of course she could. He [ says to her, ‘Try it.’ She done so, and of course she picked out the king. “He says: ‘That's smart, and T didn’t think you could do it. Now, I'll tell you what I’ll do; I’ll shuffle the cards, and every time you pick, out the king I’ll buy two War Crys. Every time you pick out a spot card you are to give me a War Cry for nothing.’ She agreed to that. “The poor child did’nt know that she was gambling—didn’t know that she was tackling the notorious Montana Bill in bis particular specialty—didn’t know that she had run up against the slickest"- three-card monte thrower in the whole Northwest. “Well, you know what happened. Bill cleaned the poor child out of every War Cry she had and then laughed at her. I saw her as she sat there, and I saw how she looked when she began to realize that she had lost all her papers and didn’t have a cent to show for ’em. 1 saw how white she got, and how she stared at Bill like he’d ruu a knife through her body; I saw how she got up and looked around at the laughing men. like a lamb cornered by a pack of wolves; I saw her try bard to keep down the tears, and then she says: ‘Men, I will pray to God to lead yon all into better lives.’ And her voice was so choked up she couldn’t say any more. Then she walked out slowly and cried all the way up the street. . The big man paused, for his own voice had become unaccountably thick and had | lost much of its rich, deep swing and reson- ! ance. But he soon regained his self-pos-session, and then proceeded: “Montana Bill was a hard case for sure, but he had a small streak of manhood somewhere under his thick skin. The boys in the joint all thought it was a great i joke on the little girl, and they laughed and shouted till they almost cracked the roof. But Bill didn’t laugh.. He stood silent and glum, with his hands ‘in his pockets, looking out through the door. Then lie went out, saying he Ijad a game awaiting for him at Ike’s saloon, and be went slouching up the street. The further he got away from the joint the faster he walked, and then he done a sneaking thing—he looked back to see if any of the boys was following him. They wasn’t, though, and then he let out them long legs of his for the liveliest walk he ever took in his life. “He soon caught sight of her, and then he slowed up and follered. She was still crying, and people would stop and wonder what was the matter, anti some of ’em laughed. Bill got on to that, and it riled him through and through. He slapped one fellow clean into the middle of the street, and went right on without a word. I heard afterward that several people that he knowed spoke to him, but he didujt see none of ’em, and kept right on. “The girl went straight to the headquarters of the Salvation Army, and Bill follered her in. She went into a little office, where there didn’t happen to be any body else, and sat down and put her head on : the table, and cried like her heart was broke. For the first time in his lite Montana Bill's nerve broke down. She looked so small and forlorn and miserable that if he hadn’t been the man that done her up he’d a gone out and whipped the*fellow that did. And when he knowed that lie Was that identical scoundrel, and that there wasn’t anybody big enough and man enough to whip him, he felt just like a thoroughbred dog that liad been caught sucking eggs. “I want to say this for Bill. Bad as he was, he never, meant to rob the girl. He was only having fun with her in the saloon, and he meant to give her back the papers, but it was the way she acted in the i saloon that made him forget. It was the I pity that she showed for him and the i little prayer she said that made him lose i his head. And that was the first time in his life that Montana Bill ever lost his head. “And so; when he saw her crying out her heart in the little office, she not knowing that anybody' was about, he didn’t have the nerve to own up like a man. He just sneaked a S2O gold piece on to the table find tried to steal out like a thief. But she heard him, and saw the money and looked at him like he was a ghost, and sprung ahead of him and stopped him and stood there looking at him with a look he’d never seen in no mortal face in bis life. “ ‘lt was God who put it into your heart to follow me and bring that motney,’ she

—^—**■■ ~**-i ■!— ii—* i - i iei ■ i i ■■!■**—.— that sent his self-mastery astray, for when he essayed speech again he failed. Then he looked so foolish and helpless that a suppressed titter ran through the audience, and tins made it all the worse for him. At this juncture the brigadier stepped forth. A half merry, half whimsical expression lighted up bis face as he gently pushed the giant into a platform seat facing the audience, and then said: “And so it was too hard for the poor little girl to to tell before all these people what happened to her in the Butte saloon that day, and so a great, strong man, seeing how small and cruelly tortured she was, would come forward as her knight and protector. He would show the Hlrength that lies in the heart of a giant. He—— ' But the audience, having already caught the point, and seeing how foolish and childish the giant looked as he sat facing them with tears streaming ' down his cheeks, burst into great laughter and applause, with a “Hallelujatrt’”~and a “God bless the big man I” now and then. “This being the case,” resumed the brigadier, “we may now proceed to the more interesting business of the evening. Cadet Annie Smith I” he called. Two sparking blue eyes; shining like stars under the canopy of a quaint blue poke bonnet, emerged from behind the foliage. Two fresh young cheeks as deeply banked with pink and red roses as the organ itself accompanied the eyes, and a trim little girlish figure, which owned the stars and the roses, advanced timidly to the front. A smile and a nod from the brigadier evoked activity in the collapsed muscles of the giant, who sat on the platform like an awkward schoolboy, and he came and stood clumsily beside the girl, and neither looked at 1116 011161*. “My friends,” said the brigadier, in a ' vey gentle and reverential voice, “it has ’ pleased God to place it in my power to unite in the holy bands of matrimony this ! night two of the noblest liearts that ever I beat in the service of the Saviour. One iof these is Cadet Annie Smith, whom many of you know and love. The other is ! William Chatsworth Harvey, formerly known as Montana Bill, the sleekest threecard monte sharp in the whole Nortb< west.” * Big and Little People. Miss Ella Ewing, of Boone County, Missouri, who is twenty-four years old, is . eight feet two inches tall and weighs 270 ; pounds. Her shoe measures seventeen I inches in length. In Marshall County, lowa, was bbrn a | tiny, sickly babe, whom no one thought j could live, but Jules Rogers has developed into a man of six feet five inches, ■ weighs 352 pounds and can hold his own ! against anybody. John U. Robbins, of Belfast, Me., a I native of Deer Isle, is doubtless the sihall- ' est man in this country. He is thirty-one* I years old, is thirty-six inches tall, and 1 weighs thirty-seven pounds six ounces. In Webster, Mass., lives Elsie Bates, i -the twelve year old daughter of Abel and Sarah Bates. This ’ girl weighs 310 pounds, but is a bright, healthy country ~ : lass, fond of 4 rowing and outdoor sports. ; She walks a mile and a half to school every day, and enjoys it. Iler brother, two years older, weighs 200 pounds. Albert Whetstone, of Eureka, Cal., said to have been the largest man in the world ■ at the time of his decease, a few months ; ago, weighed 496 pounds. His coffin i consumed 100 feet of lumber and weighed c ' 100 pounds, and it was necessary to cut a hole in the side of the house to remove ! it. His family are still in Europe. The : mother weighs 345 pounds, and his two brothers weigh 320 pounds each. On April 3 last, at Burlington. N. J., tlie midget. Gladys Force, was born. She weighed one pound twelve ounces, and was only nine inches in length. A teacup would entirely cover her head, syui her fingers were only as thick as a rye straw, and so transparent that the bone could be plainly seen. When she. was three months old she wore the smallest pair of shoes ever turned out of a factory. She is growing finely, and promises to be a healthy child. What Bacomes of Old Shoos. A person who believes that everything in this world has its use will be interested to know what becomes of the millions of old shoes which are worn ant every year. The many uses to which this mass of frayed leather is put are not easy to ascertain, for manufacturers do not like to acknowledge that they utilize such bpse material. Most old shoes go back to the vat and emerge as leatherette,which manufacturers of cheap shoes use to fill in the outer sole. The testimony of thousands bears witness to the poor wearing qualities of leatherette. Old rubber shoes are of extensive utility, but -the most curious article of which They form ingredientsis paint. Rubber is often worked .oyer into more shoes and it ' is not an iinposs'ibility for three generations to wear gUm shoes made out i of exactly the same material. f- / Counting the Stars. < <> The numbering of the heavenly • bodies, whether planet, satellite or star of the smallest size, has been j commenced at the Paris Observatorj' Iby Miss KlurUpke, Director of I Science and Assistant Astronomer, ! in view of the publication of an international catalogue of The idea was formed at the Astronomical Congress in 1887, and already 189 photographs have been taken. Soine only contain a dozen stars,this being a celestial desert ; but others are crowded, even to the n.umber of 1,500. The average number is 335 stars per ''photographs Altogether the catalogue is expected to contain about 3,000,000 stars. A census of the heavenly bodies has long been needed. Now a wotnan comes forward and will count all the stars. She will be some time at it; but when tha work is done it will be finished.

' in form tnatfTne'lWfcifSLfl?"" Although this strange creature is of goodly size, often reaching a weight of several hundred pounds, and sometimes attaining a length of thirteen feet, yet I venture to say that not more than one person out oi every four thousand in the United States could now arise and correctly anjwer the question, ‘ ’What is a Manatee?’’ Whenever you mention the name of the creature to any one save a student of quadrupeds, of a surety you will have that question to answer forthwith. The Manatee is an animal that lives exclusively ih the water, and while it is shaped somewhat like a seal, it is very far from being one. I mention the seal byway of comparison solely because it is the only quadruped which can be used. The heavy, bag-like body, short neck, blunt nose and round head of our harbor seal do indeed suggest the form of the Manatee; but there the resemblance stops short. 4 Instead of having hind flippers like a seal, the body of the Manatee terminates in a very broad and very flat tail, which, fbrms an admirable propeller. Its front limbs are simply big, flat paddles, by no means so shapely and useful as the front flippersofa sea lion. It has no hair —or, at least, none to speak of; a smooth, but very thick and tough skin, small weak eyes and a blunt nose. Instead of having teeth like a seal, and (feeding on fish, it has only a set of rather weak molars, and lives solely on aquatic plants. It lives in the mouths and lower reaches of rivers that flow into the sea in tropical latitudes, and while it does not object to ■ salt water, it is most at home in water that it is either brackish or else quite fresh; and the latter is preferred because of its aquatic vegetation. Unlike the seal, it is quite unable to come out on land. I am glad to be able to say that even to-day this Yemarkable animal is an inhabitant of one portion of our strangely diversified United States. For some particular reason, probably the abundance of good food combined with a good depth of the water a number of Manatees have chosen to inhabit the St, Lucie River. Brevard Co.. Florida, which flows into Indian River, eighteen miles above Jupiter Inlet. Their presence there has been well known for twenty years or so; but v fortunately for them, they possess nither the checkered leather hide of the sad eyed alligator, the spun glass plumes of the unhappy egret', or the delicious flesh of the wild turkey, and so as yet they have not been entirely exterminated. Terrapin Farming. An enterprising citizen of Fulton, Fla., Mr. Hole, is the pioneer in a new industrj* for that State —dia-mond-back terrapin farming. In his pen, built in the waler, he has 1,000 terrapin and next year hopes to have five times that number. The Florida terrapin are of the same species as the Maryland terrapin There is said to be no difference in the taste of the precious morsels, but there is a great difference in the price paid for them. While Florida terrapin bring only S2O, those taken from the waters of Chesapd&ke Bay sell at from $36 to S6O a dozen. Even at S2O a dozen, however, Mr. Hole experts to make the business a paying one. The great difficulty to be encountered in supplying the demand is the unusual ability of the terrapin to hide themselves. They are easiest caught in the hatching season, when they make tracks in the sand to and from the nest; but this is the closed season, and thqlaw provides a heavy penalty for violation. In the open season terrapin are captured in nets. Mr. Hole jays that terrapin possess a fatal curiosity. If there are terrapin in a creek, all yon have to do is to rap on the boat, and their little black heads will bob to the surface. Then the dragnet is called into play, and the terrapin are bagged. A Horrible Tragedy. A horrible tragedy took not long since in a menagerie at. Lyons— A clerk had the entree of the menagerie, and was on friendly terms with the staff of the show. He made up his mind to be photographed in the central lions’ cage, and went to the menagerie without the knowledge of the proprietor in order to carry out his intention . He entered the cage, which was. of course, empty, and while the photographer was getting ready his camera ly> approached the neighboring cage, in which an enormous lion, named Romulus, lay sleeping. He did all he could to ex- . cite the anjmal through the bars.and while pressing against the partition inadvertently opened the. trap door which separated the two-cages. The lion bounded through the opening, and, springing upon the unfortunate clerk, seized his head in its mouth, crushing it terribly. The young fel.ow was killed almost instantaneously- ; . ' 7 ( Fancy velvets, velours am}, velveteens will also be tenures ot the autumn and winter. Velvets printed in Indian fine patterns, green, dark blue,crimson and a deep orange, are to be used with the cloth gowns quite profusely for accessories. Mandarin yellow will have a place also, but in smaller quantities, as a little make a great show, but judiciously used looks very well in combination with blues and greens, peeping out among the many lapels and folds. ■ . ■