Decatur Democrat, Volume 40, Number 4, Decatur, Adams County, 10 April 1896 — Page 8

©he democrat DECATUR, IND. H. BLACKBURN, - - • Pxnrtnmui Brother Kruger, of the Transvaal, geems to be qiilte an authority on the making of good Rhodes. Paderewski has unlimited confidence In the financial ability of this country. He's coming back again next year. It Is one of the peculiarities of our politics that not every man who would made a good President would also make a good candidate. Paderewski Is a thorough artist. Any one can tell that by the ease and nonchalance with which he strikes and holds on to the $2 note. A Toledo mail carrier has been arrested for destroying a mass of election circulars. The people to whom they were addressed will rise as one man in his defense. i<fi . Russia is making less noise and gathering in more fresh territory than any other nation, but one good thing about the Czar is that he never had any designs on American soil. A New York scientist brings forward a claim that “life Is nothing more than a luminous effluvium.” Life in New York may be nothing more than this, but the professor ought to see what it te out here. The gold-bearing part of Forty-Mile Creek, in Alaska, has been discovered to be entirely in the United States. The dividing line is the 141st meridian, and thus far the longitude of the earth has not been shoved around to suit British interests and pretensions. It is not a good thing to have illhealth; It is not a good thing to have | bodily ailments; but it is a great deal better to have bodily ailments that ! work out manhood than good health j that works out imbecility. It is Impossible to estimate the value of tact in the household, even when exercised only by a single member, but, where all share in it and use it for the general good, there will be some of the most exquisite pleasures of home life. The English Government has explained at last that it proposes to go somewhere or most anywhere up the Nile to tight anybody it meets and to stay at any point it reaches, which as an exposition of purpose is as clear as ' the Nile itself. Everything which takes the mind out of self, that comfortable corner ! where it loves to nestle, and forces it the bracing air of the outside I world, tends to develop within us that. faculty of realizing which is the root of i all sympathy and the corner-stone of j all social welfare. "" I Reports from New Orleans are to the effect that the handicapping system has ! been applied to baseball with good results in equalizing clubs of different caliber. After this sucessful experiment it is to be hoped New York and ' Louisville will be able to cut more of a | figure in the National League race. The Armenians in America have dur-:; mg the last two months sent §33,000 from their slender resources to their suffering countrymen, through the Rev. | M. G. Hitchcock, of Boston, besides j what they have sent through other channels. Most of the Armenians in ’ ihe United States are poor laboring men. It is not the Indolent or the easilyworked man that has the necessary (amount of leisure for the attainment of some desirable local or general object. It is rathel the busy man who, by the careful husbanding of fractions of time which other less thoughtful people would waste, can and does achieve incomparably great and valuable results. What an inexhaustible source of pleasure and profit abounds in that home wherein a tender mother dwells, nnd from whom may be derived the wisest maxims and rules of happy life! In such a home ought to be found the dutiful daughter and the tender and affectionate son. In that home may be acquired the beauties and knowledge of the world, without the danger of being infected by the bad example abroad. Ever since war talk began numerous predictions as to its results have been made by the military engineers of the daily press. All that we have read were interesting, but none seem to have approached in scientific accuracy that of a New York man who writes to the Evening Tost. This engineer lays down the broad proposition that in a modern paval war T as every international conflict in these days is boupd to be, the nation having the largest number of ships is certain to triumph. As England at present has nearly twice as many ships as any other country in the world it Is impossible to lick her. This writer givos some facts to prove that In nine out of every .ten naval engagements between modern armored vessels all the combatants on both sides are certain to be sunk. It may happen Occasionally that two vessels <*vi 11 meet under such circumstances that one may _ escape, but the chances are always in favot of -each getting in one good shot which will sink tlje other.. Certainly in "'all coinbats where more than one ship is engaged some on both sides are sure

to go to the bottom. This for the retv ■on, he says, that the modern Ironclad can stand but little damage, and tn » helter skelter fight some effective shoti are certain to be made. Tills writer therefore, argues that if, as he aitempti to prove, modern naval battles will be merely battles of extermination, the nation having the largest number of ships is certain to finally wind up aa mistress of the seas. That >s to say England's nrtvy can stand the Joss cl more ships than any other country possesses, and still be in good fighting condition. From the standpoint of this argument Germany could not hold out against Great Britain six months. The Supreme Court of the United States has rendered a decision which denies the claim made by Theodore F. Brown in a lower court when he refused to answer in an interstate commerce case, alleging that liis testimony might incriminate himself. The decision affirms the right of the court to compel an answer by a witness to questions relating to interstate commerce, but it was not unanimous, ns Justices Field, Shiras. Gray and White held that the constitutional provision is sufficient to relieve Brown from the requirement to answer. The decision is a highly important one, as under it the commission will be able to force wit nesses to testify in cases where other evidence would not be strong enough to convict of breaches of the interstate commerce law. Up to date It could not do this, for which reason the law was practically a dead letter, railroad officials discriminating in favor of certain persons and places and laughing it their sleeves" at the futile character of the efforts made to compel them to deal justly with the public. Some railroad officials are quoted as objecting to it; that it is a return to the barbarous methods of the dark ages; that under it a man may be compelled to go on the witness stand and then and there brand himself ns a felon, Incurring thereby the contempt of the community, apart from any question of punishment by the court. They say tills is an abridgment of the constitutional privilege of the citizen, but if it be his constitutional privilege to commit felony it at least is a constitutional right of other citizens to know of such things and visit with contempt where the law may not formally punish. It will be well If the decision by the Supreme Court puts a stop to the commission of these felonies by common carriers, though it may be feared that it will not entirely abolish the favoritism to the few which is a rank Injustice t( the many. Wafers of Gold and Silver. The time-honored custom of shower ing rice upon the departing bride and groom has its painful side. Many young couples have begun their honeymoon in actual physical pain, thanks to the stony grains which have stung their eyes and ears and found their way into their clothes and down their necks. Worse disasters than this are on record. Horses have taken fright at the reckless showering of these grains, and this, in some cases, has led to the overturning of the carriage and severe injury of its occupants. Attempts have occasionally been made to mend this state of affairs, but until lately nothing has taken the place of rice. The problem is at last solved, howOVt’f! At a recent double wedding confetti was used as a substitute for the offending rice. For the benefit of such readers as are unacquainted with confetti, I may describe them as tiny paper wafers, principally gold and silver, with a few colored ones intermixed byway of adding to the effect. The progress of each bride down the staircase to the carriage on this particular occasion was made in a shower of gold and silver—surely quite as good an omen for her future prosperit/ as could possibly be afforded by the prosaic grains of rice. The effecl of the myriads of sparkling confetti was absolutely charming and fairylike as they fluttered to the ground, the sun catching them as they fell Certainly they, clung about the dresses of the newly married couples, but thej did no harm, and were soon shaker off. In the house, as they fell on th< floral decorations and sparirled amonj the roses and ferns, they produced a result that is well worthy of note by those whose business It Is to provide novelties for functions of this sort As for the horses, they were sublimelj unconscious of the tiny gold and silvei pieces with which their backs had beer sprinkled by the time they started. Perpetual Sunshine. This Occurs on the coast of Peru where, although it may perhaps be misty occasionally, the blue 1 sky Is always Visible through this whitish veil. Perpetual sunshine, when the sun is above the horizon, also exists in the Sahara, the great desert of .Africa, and in the other rainless regions of the earth—namely, the high lands of Iran, various tracts of Turkestar and China, the. plateau of Gobi, anc. also in Australia, between the southern colonies and the Gulf of Carpentaria. Should clouds appeal in any of these districts the heat of the sun is so ifitense that they are disperse/ almost before they have formed. .A Spanks and Blows, Mother—Oh. you naughty hoy. Yov have been to dada's degk and upset al, his papers. What will lie say when h/ -comes home?” Son (hopefully)—l know what he’L say„.but ycu’d spank me if I told you.Ally Slope.•. Mrs. Townsend—Does your Lusbana spend much of his time at liiime? Mrs ’Peabody—No; he hasn't been able ft in past, but I expect that he wil have a great deal*of leisure after this He hat just been appointed to a pub lie office,—Somerville Journal.

A CONQUEROR, A castle there is all grim and gray, Surrounded by high walls, And many a knight Waged bitter fight To enter its lordly halls. But fast and firm were the massive gates 'Gainst all who would through them win. While the old stone pile Seemed with scorn to smile At each failure to enter in. There came a day when a maiden sweet Crept up and did patiently wait; No bar could withstand The touch of her hand, And wide flew the frowning gate No more the walls echo with sounds of the fray, No.more comes the clash of strife; There’s the voice of song— For that castle strong Was my heart, and the maid is my wife. Pauline R. Stayner, in Munsey. CAPTAIN DICK’S SWEETHEART By Adele Ferguson Knight. When Captain Dick came home from his last whaling voyage nnd settled down in his trim country 7 home with his wife and two pretty daughters, he had the pleasant consciousness of a man who had fought his way in spite of all obstacles to an honest competence, and may spend his old age untroubled by debts and duns. But Mrs. Dick was a progressive woman and she soon began to plan ways and means to double their modest fortune, while Captain Dick smilingly agreed to all her proposals with the boyish carelessness of his old sailor days. But, alsa, for human confidence in stock and bonds! Poor. Captain Dick awoke one morning to find his fortune dwindled to a pittance and old age so close at hand that, like a worn-out cruiser, he could no longer sail the seas. The winter was a hard one, but with summer came brighter days, for it had been agreed that “boarders” would add considerable to the family exchequer, and the first of June brought Mrs. Merwin and her little daughter «Elsa, a bonnle, browneyed lassie, to occupy the hitherto rarely opened “best chamber.” The Captain was a walking storehouse of sea stories and salt-water lore, and from the hour of her arrival,. Elsa and he became close friends. Every day found the brown curls and the gray ones close together over some newly found shell or sea treasure, or perched gravely behind the old horse Dolly, both the captain and Elsa watching with anxious care each passing team, or meek-eyed cow, for in her youth, Dolly had been known to shy at these There was an amiable fiction in the family regarding the sportiveness of this aged animal whose years had long ago become her crown of glory, and Elsa shared the’fears, as she did the captain’s pride in the sleek lazy roundness of the little brown mare. “Dolly can’t be hurried, she has too much sperrlt,” he often explained, “she always was a lively little critter and we must keep our eye on her.” So Dofly drew them day after day (at her own discretion) to the beach.' a mile or more away, where the Captain would spin long yarns as they sat at the foot of the sand-dunes and watched the white sails glimmer in the distance or the sun linger to say good night before he went to visit those wonderful countries whZher the sails were going and where Captain Dick had really been. Elsa lived in a world of adventure that he painted for tier and soon grew deft in naming parts and rigging tiny vessels the captain made for her, and which they sailed on hot afternoons from reedy corners of Old Mill Pond. The Captain had come to call her Sweet heart in his quaint fashion, “For at) sailors have sweethearts” he explained. ‘ But I must learn to go to sea thei- 1 ,” she argued, ,: so we must find a boat and you must, teach me to make it go." After diligent search an old flat-bot-tomed" row-boat was exhumed from among the rushes of the Old Mill Pond, and for nearly °a week the captain worked with hammer and nails, oakum and paint pot, until (lie old boat seemed a new creature. At last came a glorious day when she was launched, with the Captain at the oars and Sweetheart ensconced in quite like sailing on the “raging main” but Captain Dick assured her that all sailors knew how to row, and Sweetheart was determined to be a sailor. They named her the “Falcon” after Captain Dick’s old vessel, and the very next day Sweetheart began Jo paddle about with one oar, making queer little dabs one moment, then dipping the next stroke so deep that she nearly lost her oar. But perserverance. .worketh wonders, and before the end of the week she had been promoted to two oars and by August she was able to row herself about the quiet waters of the pond, while the Captain applauded from the bank, or lay in the grass under the tress peering out beneath his tilted hat at the pretty figure swaying about Jr. the queer barge, back and forth in the bright sunshine. Now Old Mill Pond wag long and narrow, running from the village nearly to the sea, a small strip of sand the only barrier between them. On the southern bank were meadows where cattle grazed or gardens of houses half bidden among the trees, while the northern shore was lined with reeds and dwarf bushes, the outpost of the marsh land behind them. A thin border of firm soil, however, edged the morass.termtnattngat’the Outlet near the village where a rickety bridge per miffed the more venturesome spirits ocoaslonal passage. At the seashore end crabs abounded and o**“ hot afternoon

Dolly drew the pair to thia familiar ' “Seein’s if the storm last night done, considerable damage,” soliloquised tho Captain, as his practised eye noted the unusually high tide mark and the. pretty rustic arbor awry on its frail supports. “Hi, look there Sweetheart! See them bathing-houses! A Sou’Easter don’t do much coddling and petting, does it?” and he eagerly pointed j to the debris of some dozen bathinghouses wldch had been wrenched’from their foundations nnd cast in a heap at the foot of one of the dunes. “I tell you one of them storms at sea ain’t no joke, and the sailors have to call out all their grit when they see one a-comlng. Why, 1 remember one voyage when wei’e just off Hatteras”—and the Captain settled himself comfortably on a pile of sand j to spin ins yarn while lie disentangled Sweetheart’sline from among the nets. Sweetheart listened with rapt attention and as he finished she heaved a groat sigh. “Oh. if I could be brave I like that,” she said, "but I couldn’t be j for I am afraid oven of mice.” “Now don’t you think that way,” i Captain Dick said encouragingly, ! “cause just you get the chance and I'll 1 cat a belaying pin If you dop’t show true colors like a man. There ain't anything like a good bit of danger for ; showing what a man’s made of, and.a ■ brave fellow forgets all about himself ■ and jests lays out to obey orders no matter what they may be when he ! Knows there’s a life depending on him ■may be." Sweetheart pondered “I do not believe I even want the chance to com,?.” she said soberly. "I'm sure I would not bo brave enough.” Well, well, let’s wait ’till it comes along,” the Captain said cheerily. “ 'Tain’t time to fret about what, we ■ will do with our crabs ’till we catch I ’em,” and with a laugh they fell io i work. But the crabs were not hungry and before long Sweetheart abandoned her net and began to flit about over the j hard brown sand while the Captain | strode bravely into the water after shy ' crabs, with the courage born of the ®_- ! curlty of his rubber boots. The after- 1 noon sun was hot and after a while he sat down in a hollow leaning against a ruined sand fort that they had built several days before. He was drowsy, and before many minutes the line slipped from his fingers and Captain Dick was fast asleep. He dreamed he was once more in command of the "Falcon” bound for the North and its whales. At the start the weather was glorious ■ but before many days a sudden fall of ' temperature denoted the presence of ' icebergs, which soon became visible off I the port quarted forward, and al! i hands were piped to quarters—when I the Captain awoke with a start to find I a large brook running beside him over i arm and leg. He scrambled to his feet i only to find himself on a small sandy , island between two rivers, which, each moment Increased in volume and rolled merrily along in the sparkling sunshine, rapidly devouring his island • as they ran. One glance showed him that the storm having eaten away the beach, this unusually high tide bad leaped the slender barrier between I ocean and pond and the sea was pouring its brine into the pond with an ever- | I increasing volume which it seemed ■ , nothing could stay. Already the rivers , i were too wide and deep for him to wade ; across and rheumatism had stiffened ! his muscles until swimming was an : m j j possibility. Suddenly I Sweetheart and a sickening despair , tilled his heart as he turned toward tire i spot where he had last seen her, and ' could discover no trace of her. But as I he eagerly scanned the northern border of the pond a bright spot further down gave him sudden courage. Yes, she was there, but all unconscious of the ' suddenly rising water behind her, for she was digging about the roots of an j old tree. He made a trumpet of Ids I hands and shouted as he had never ' shouted before, “Sweetheart, Sweet- ■ heart! Run! Run for your life!” He saw her turn quickly and glance about in a dazed'fashion for a moment then begin to run toward him. Again i he shouted: No! No! Run to the village! Quick! You haven’t a second to lose!” She stopped hesitatingly and then the clear little voice sounded shrilly over the fast widening waves between them “What are you going to do?” He glanced rapidly about him. Not : a person in sight—and. with a quick ’ breath ho faced his fate bravely. Clear- , I ly there was no chance for him, but | | that little heart yonder must be saved at all costs, if indeed it were not even now Io late, for should the water creep o\<r the low land near the village, carrying away the- flimsy bridge, even Sweetheart’s slender chance w’ould be lost. “Never mind me,” he called, “run Io the village!” Then as she stood there facing him, “Sweetheart, you must! Run! Run!” She did not move. He wrung his hands in his impotence. Suddenly a bright though struck him, borrrof their play together. The water was already flowing oyer his feet and latlf way io liis knees, but heijrqw himself proudly j erect as he called- —« I “ShilorS must obey orders: I edmi mand you to run!” To his surprise he saw her turn immediately and fly toward the village along the slender beach path that led to safety. His heart beat joyfuljy, yet he marveled that a device so simple should have won the day. “Bless her brave little heart! She didn’t want to leave me,” he murmured ns he w’atched the bright dress flit along the shore and the sturdy little legs fairly fly. Suddenly she stooped down and began apparently to grope* nbouFlqFßomething among the reeds near hn Old "fallen tree, and he turned faint with the realization of the proci- ‘ ous time she was losing. His voice could not reach her now and his terror

for. her aged him years tn those few moments. Then he saw her rise and vanish behind the drooping branches. Another second of awful waiting, and then his face lightened with great Joy. for out Into the sunlight came Sweetheart In the old “Falcon” rowing toward him bravely and steadily In spite of the short strokes and the panting haste. How strange he had not remembored the boat in the rushes where they had moon'd it only yesterday, w’hile they searched the borders of the swamp for frogs. Stroke by stroku. nearer and nearer she came though it seemed hours to the stout old hpart waiting for her, for already the ra'pidly rising flood had nearly reached Ills shoulders, and In* realized with the unerring certainty born of many years experience with Old Ocean, that even to its best friends it could be cruel, aud now liis life depended upon those two small arms and that brave spirit which every moment brought nearer. He staggered once and lost his footing, striking out blindly and wildly, but now Sweetheart was close at hand and he grasped the rail of the gallant “Falcon” with the joy only known to those who have been face to face with death. It was a terrible exertion to pull himself over the rail, but those horny hands and wltlp cord muscles were used to hard tasks and did not fail now. With a final heave he climbed over the rtern and sank gasping and helpless in Ire bottom of the boat. Then for the first Hine Sweetheart lost courage, and cried piteously. “Oh, Captain Dick! Captain Dick! What shall we do?” He fulled himself together and managed to say. though his teeth chattered in spite of the sunshine: “We must be steady, Sw’eethenrt! You’re a brave sailor, so pull us down to Knowlton's dock aud they will take us home. Steady! Steady! That’s tlie way.” Elsa- was quieted and once more bravely paddled, though her arms ached. But long before they reached Knowlton’s, a half mile from home, a crowd had collected at the dock, for news of the overflow had already reached the village and all the inhabitants had run out to see what damage the waters were doing. When It ix? came known that Elsa had saved th» Captain a mighty cheer ran over the swollen w’aters, the spontaneous outburst of the joy of a hundred hearts. For the rest of that summer Elsa was the pride of the village and as the story of their adventure flew like wildlire many words of praise and commendation came from all the surrounding country, but nothing meant onehalf so much to Elsa as the words the Captain uttered the day following ihe accident, when he tilted her chin up with his great hand, and looking Into her eyes with tears in his ow*n, said: “I never put to sea with a braver sailor than you are, little Sweetheart, and I'll never forget you saved my life!”— Comfort. A Cow Adopts a Rabbit. J. W. Drake, a farmer living near Mount Freedom, N. J., owns a flue Jersey cow. Three weeks ago then was a sudden decrease in the amount of milk she gave. The cow seemed well aud hearty, yet she would come to the barn almost dry every evening. Mr. Drake believed somebody was stealing the milk, so one day last week he kept watch. Late In the afternoon at about the time the cow usually went home he strayed down to tho lower end of the pasture. A fine large rabbit came through a gap in the fence, took a cautious glance around, and then bounded out into tile lot. The cow saw tire rabbit and mooed gently. The rabbit approached .the cow and proceeded to take milk as a calf would. When it was satisfied the cow licked and fondled it as if it had been her calf. When Mr. Drake approached the railbit ran away. The cow, usually one of the kindest of animals, charged her master, and he had to take to his heels to escape her fury. When the ccw came home that night Mr. Drake shut her up in the cow house, where he now keeps her. His milk supply Is as large as ever, and he is satisfied. But the cow is not. She lows mournfully all day. The cow’s calf died last fall, and Mr. Drake thinks she Induced the rabbit to become her adopted child. The Valuable Dogwood. Dogwood wands make excellent whipstocks, and are used In some of ! the best whips. The are cut someI times by coachmen in tire suburbs and sent to town to be dressed and made into whips. The stocks made of tills wood are notable for the ornamental knobs at regular intervals, which are the truncated and rounded branches. These are Imitated in some other whipstocks. but the imitation is a cause of weakness. Tire dogwood stocks are extremely tough and elastic, being comparable in elasticity with whalebone. The wood is sold for butchers’ skewers, and some philologists conjecture* that the first syllable of the name is. a corruption of “dag.” meaning a spine or dagger. Dogwood, being particularly free from silex, is used by watchmakers and opticians in cleaning watches and lenses. The American Woodworker adds: Bitter bark of the dogwood is used as a substitute for the bark of the Peruvian tree. Dogwood is notably of slow growth and in all thickly peopled regions the tree is recklessly despoiled for the sake of its blossoms, so that the supply of the wobd for commercial purposes is not large. ■ .. if ■, - ■ . j Big Words. Here are nine of the largest words in the English language: Subconstitutlonallst, Incomprehensibility, philoprogenitiveness, honorlflclbllltudinlty, veloclpeirestrianiStical.anthropophagenarian, disproportlonableness, proantltransubstantiationistical and transubstantiationablenesa.

SPORT FOR OARING MEN. Shark Hunting Off Cuba as Oaaod by a Native. If there Is any one who has tired the tame sport of shooting deer, moi panthers, wildcats, brown and grli bears, and of catching little trout, bl bass, and salmon, and has a longing sport with a swing to it, let him g< Cuba. Besides the chances of b« captured, or shot by Spaniards fl spy, he will find there a sport wi for real danger is unc*qualled, even the killing of a roaring wounded tl the charge of a herd of angered phants, and beside which even ed bull moose arc no longer charn According to a Cuban now in Bn< lyn, shark fishing is a sport tc dreamed about. The Cuban shark I ermen take chunks of beef and th them overboard out beyond the rc where the dorsal tins of sharks ftr be seen entting the water with a ’ ous swish, like the plunge of a mo< rifle bullet Into a stream. Insta there Is a rush, fit to make ordina brave men blanch, for the eagernet the sharks to rend the bloody met something to think twice about* I Is the time of the sportsman to d the Cuban fisherman does. Strip off his light clothes, grasping a keen knife, he leaps among the and thrusts the knife to the nea shark's heart. A quick wrench o; a wound that spurts blood, and the sport fairly begins. It is deat a man who then loses his nerve. T is hope for the buck-feverish man is facing a wounded tiger, but now the man among the sharks. The Cuban expert watches chances, and as. the sharks, attra by the blood, come to tear their i to pieces, he strikes them one by and soon the w r ater is filled with sh flapping their last in the water red * blood. When a shark comes for he glides to one side, and as the‘si rushes past on Its side he strlk* dead. Bags of twenty-five or tl man-eating sharks may be capt thus in a few minutes. The teetli are the trophies. Toi them the head is boiled In a big soap caldron. A tooth of a het shark is ivory white, with a hard, p., lain finish, and could be worn : trophy. There are several rows of t teeth. One row of them ctit out w look like a saw, the teeth being tusely triangular, each exposed a single tooth being cut into m! teeth. The sharks bite a man's lej and do not tear it off, as is gene supposed. Indians make long st out of these teetli for beads, tM»f squaws may think much of the 1 era, and one would suppose thff string of them would not lie unae able to a paleface’s sweetheart sharks may be taken in a variet other ways. Rifles, spears, harp lassoes (snares), or fishhooks a> long. And they are taken often in * but not because the netter waft take them, as they tear and tangl nets for rods. f Utilizing Waste Products. I For many years the slag from furnaces accumulated In unsightly and uo one knew what to do wl. Modern methods and modern ms, ery have, however, made It poasil work this hitherto useless and «r bersome heap into a substance tl of the highest value in many ways slag is melted in a large pot, which it slowly trickles out throi 1 , spout. The instant it reaches tl:. it meets a high-pressure steam which blows it into shreds and*c: it into a large storage biff, where iu a mass of light, soft matter, wh called mineral wool. The force <<. jet that carries it into the storage 1 grades it by gravitation. The ct anti heavier parts drop near th trance to the room, and those thi lighter proceed farther on, until i. extreme end a dust-like cloud is ' ed, which settles in a puffy Mas fine down. The product is then ered up and packed In suitable r acles for market. It is aftermade into articles of various sort, J is extensively used for packing, material for deadening walls abi . ering steam pipes and cold si walls it is extremely valuable, one of the best of non-conductors of course, strictly fireproof. A v of sandstone and certain rocks . melted aud blown in the same wf ' for the same purpose. This is ui . tionably one of the marvels of m | invention, and is as simple as tl* : duct is useful. A thousand pba wool per hour is the capacity of '« dlnary plant. Beauties of "The Code” lllustn Two young Russian officers ati • to the Orsk infant ry regiment re;. I quarreled over their cups in a! £ chantant at Orenburg, and one offl struck the other across the cheejv his open hand. The intimate comrades, and the afeg'! made an ample and satisfactory ’. ogy when he came to h!s senses. was cordially accepted by his hut the regimental court of hoc,? creed that the officers should flgl ■ a duel was arranged with plstf twenty peaces. The young lieu who bad received the affront at, given liis friend was hit in the and crippled and consequently fitted for further service.—l | News. ■ y A Missouri Curiosity. In Nevada, Mo., a young eatal fl about twenty feet tall, is grow£ j a section of a coal-stove grate 4 attached near its roots. The ti grown through tire bars of th< from the seed, and, as it increi diameter, the wood lapped over t der the bars, holding it as In The grate was lifted off the , several inches as the growth Os t . progrepsed