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— CHAPTER IV—Continued. For the first time in her life she had been solicitious to look her very beet. Her limpid eves had gazed with deep and anxious interest into the old mirror on the wall, for many a year passed ignobly by. as unworthy even a passing glance: for onee without a murmur she had submitted the tangled masses of her locks, Samson-like, to any fate that awaited the u: and for once tell it not again, oh, gentle reader! for,.nee had the little brown, moist hands been not only passed in and out o the hot water in the basin, but had actually, laboriously. und thoroughly been cleansed to her finger-tips. One of t hese was now offered to Bellenden with all the grace of a little hostess. “I saw you coming up,"she whispered. “I saw you sitt ng together in the dog-cart, so then 1 knew it was all right. Until I really saw you. you i know. I hardly hoped I mean 1 really did not think you could 1 mean 1 did | not know whether you had been in time or not. - ’ “I was only just in time. - ’ “Were you really? Should yon have been too late in another minute?” “Yes, I think so. - ’ “Only fancy: ’ said Jerry, with large eyes. ’’And and supposing you had been, you would never have come?” , “No. indeed.” “Only fancy! What would you have done' - ’ “Stopped where I was.” ‘Only fancy! And never come up at all?” “No. never. - ’ said Bellenden, as solemnly as she. Then there was a pause, on her part of satisfaction and ; relief, on his of wonder what was to come next. He was eonspicious of being both flattered and amused by Jerry. "Did you tell Cecil alwut me?” was her next. .And he fancied that even there, in that vast -aloon. with space on every side, her voice sank. “I told him that we had met.” “Did you say—how? - ’ “No, Jerry. I did not say—how. - ’ “Nor nor where?” “No nor—nor where.” “You are laughing at me. but you do not know < ecil. If he had heard all atiout -atioiit it, you know to-day. you know 1 mean your startling me.and—” “And your crying. - ’ I “And your mistaking me—” “And your snubbing me." I “And and all ” “And and all,” assented Bellenden I—“our making up the quarrel, and beI coming the best of friends, and fishing Itogether. and walking home together, ■and conspiring together to make this I very Cecil do the thing we lioth wished I— i: he bad known of all this, now tell ■Die what would < ecil have said to it?” | “I don’t know: but’—and there was a ■flash from a pair of unmistakably ingtefligent orbs "I know this, I would ■rather not tell him.” ■ Bellenden nodded, “lie won't tell t Mini.” ■ "But I told granny, of course.” ■ “Oh, of course But how is it. - ’ intinued the speaker, “how is it that jj aster Cecil commands such an amount Os respect from his little cousin? Let ine into the se ret. Jerry, won’t you.' - ’ ■ ”Oh. 1 don't know. I don t know that there is anything. Granny makes a fc— about Cecil. And he is very nice, you know. And h s sisters think such • great, big. immense deal of him. Th, y think there never was such a Ce ell before. He is theii only brother. Perhaps that’s it. Sisters always do think that of brothers, don't ihey?" Si’l wish I nad a sister to think that of me!” I’Have you not one not just a little one ” Shewa- nite disappointed. t’Not even a little one. Not even a Jetry ” fWeli, 1 have none either, and no brothers, nor anybody. However, 1 don t mind,’ - recovering. “I don't care much about girl-any way. and iflco ild m | have t oys, I d as soon only have grai n z.” ■You do not care much for your Haymow cousins, then?” •V yes. But they always do give them- ■' ves such airs to me; and they talk French, and gabble about their governesses and music mistresses, and all that none-ense. They are well enough. But they can’t ride,” eagerly. “They think they can; and there is such a fuss about their horses and their saddles and their riding habits but once : aey are on. they go jogging up anti down, n t a bit close to the horse: and Ethel is in such a fright if her nony dues but shy <•' er so little, that She in misery half the lime; and they think they have done wonders if they canter for half a mile at a time. 1 don't care for such riding a- that!” Jerry wound up with superlative scorn. “You like’forty minutes on the grass without a check’—eh? - ’ “I like just as much as ever I can get—that's what I like. And to gogo - go like the wind, lam never tired. Ethel has to rest wnen she comes in. to lie down on a backboard, and not go Out two days running." "And what do they say to your style of performance " "Oh. I don't know. Jim that’s the groom says he would like to come and oemyg. oom here. And I shall have him, too —some day. He says he would like to take me to ride in the Row in London: and we d show ’em how to do it. That was what Jim said,” rather conscious of r nning on too fast. "I am'only repeating what he said, you know. - ’ From Which it will appearthat Jerry was an artless little woman after all. with a very " and transparent vanity, easily sat s led. “Capt. Bellenden," she began again presently. “How do you know 1 am a captain?” i

he interrupted. "I only told you rny name was Bellenden. "Well. Isa w it on your portmanteau.” owned the little girl truthfully: but alI though she stuck to the truth. he saw her bite her lip. and was sorry he had asked the question. “Oh, that was it! And what were j you going to say? You were going to i say something.” “I wa- going to say oh, I dare say I ought not to sav it.’ ’ "Oh yes, I’m sure you ought to say it.” “It was only ” “Only what?” “Only ” “Well, what?” “About sisters. - ' said Jerry, as if she had said aliout ghosts, or some such contraband articles. i "Sisters eh? Well, but what about sisters'" Ho could not imagine anything very terrible to be said about sisters. "It was just—whether—you would like to have any?” “I should like it very much, - ’ said he promptly. “Would you? Would you really?” with eagerness. "Really and truly.” “And and about how old?” demanded his little companion, with inj creased anxiety: "about how old?” i "Let me see,” said he. pretending to reflect. "Let me see Well, I think, perhaps about fifteen. Yes, I think aliout fifteen. - ’ "Fifteen? That’s my age! Did you know? No. o course you did not. But ;it is. lam just fifteen.” "indeed - ' - ’ "And-and well?” "Aliout fifteen, and able to ride, and > fish, and clamber up ami down reck , banks, and make friends with castaway | st i angers, and have enchanted castles all ready to invite them up to, and , long, yellow, curls for them to pull when they come.” ami he was in the act of pulling the yellow curls before him. when the door opened, and Cecil Raymond entered. CHAPTER V. “CAN YOU TELL THE MEANING OF FLOWERS?” 'He gave me a rose, j And he said. "Can you real The alp iabe: dowv-e\ed Flora invented (So daintily tinted, and charmingly scented! To write over valley and mead?” ’ It was just as well that Cecil did not see. He was a grave young man, with somewhat pompous notions on most ! sub ects, and in particular very exact ■ views with regard to propriety and decorum. Although he was found of his own sisters, he never romped with them, nor made fun with them, nor giggled with them behind backs. His jests, when he made any. were solemn affairs. to be duly appreciated and recorded —but they were no freemasonry with him. And, in conse juence. however kind, and attentive, and consid- | erate the elder brother and cousin j might be. he was in their hearts, per- ; haps, more respected than beloved, and wild little Jerry drew away, as by instinct, from Bel’endens touch when I the door opened. lor herself, she was not in the least offended , it needed a good deal to put Jerry on her dignity as she had been put that afternoon: but she felt intuitively that Cecil would have looked askance upon the little byeplay. Accordingly she now stepped up to him with the best imitation of her grandmother's reception manner which she could assume, and, moreover. with her small round face so demurely made up. that he must have ■ been a rogue indeed who would have ventured to associate it with palling of curls, or the like. Bellenden's gay words were ringing in her ears nevertheless, and she was fain to have some more o’ them, and to get away from young Raymond as soon as she could: although. upto the present time, the annual visit of her cousin had been something to be looked forward to. and counted upon, and he himself had been quite the personage of the hour. Now. and all at once, he was east from his pedestal. He was no longer the first: and. from being the first he had not even descended to a . secondary place, but was hurled to the depths, a nobody, an ineumbus: all that the little ladv by his side wanted, : being to cut short his opening seni fences, and slip back to the seat in the window, wherein sat her new friend, quiet enough now, looking down upon the flower-beds below’, and thinking of nothing less than of making an impression upon a susceptible, childish heart. Jerry thought he looked beautiful sitting tnere. his handsome profile distinctly cut against the sky outside, and his fine easy figure half in. half out of the open casement, as his chin rested on his arm outside. She did not know how. but she felt—for she was a perceptive little creature—that there was a difference even between the suit of modest black worn alike by Cecil and by this stranger. Ce il was particular to a degree about his clothes: but, somehow, the tout ensemble of the other was just missed by him, and Jerry knew it. Foor little innocent thing! her heart gave its first throb of a new and unknown nature as she watched that shaply-outlined, stronglymade, graceful form sitting so quietly there in the twilight All in a moment. as we have said. Cecil became a burden intolerable. "Well, Jerry, and what have you been about latelv? " began he, as unconscious as a babe, and in the usual i comprehensive style wherewith relations and intimates are fond of accosting each other after absence. I "Riding much—eh? How's the Flying Dutchman? Or have you got a new pony by this time?” “Macalister is looking out for one. Fie says it will be best to wait for the Falkirk Trvst.” replied Jerry, hoping that the sub ect was now disposed of. “The Falkirk Tryst? Oh. I remember. A sort of market eh?" and Cecil settled down upon it comfortably in spite of her concluding tone. “And so you are to get one, then?” “Macalhster says the best bred animals are to be had there.” "The ‘best bred animals!’ That, smacks of tne stable. Miss Jerry—doesn't it. eh?” “He said so,” said Jerry, coloring more deeply tnan was her wont, and j not disposed to pooh-pooh the correc-

tion, but rather to offer an excuse. •’Macalister said so. I only repeat what be said, that you might know.” “1 see.” replied her cousin kindly, for he had not meant to vex. “And this Falkirk Tryst—let me see when does it come off ?” "In October,” said Jerry shortly. What could the Falkirk Tryst or anything about it matter to Cecil, that he should worry her about it just then? She made a restive movement to escape. but in vain. "Well, the Dutchman has carried you gallantly tor many a day,” pur-ued her tormentor, heavily conversational, "so you will have to be compassionate towards him now. What are you going to t o with him? Is he to tie the wool pony, or for the moor? Or will you sell him?” Here Mrs. Campbell entered, and made her way to Captain Bellenden’s side. “What is to become of him?” pursued Cecil. “How tiresome! Now he will begin talking to grandmamma, and I shan't have another word from him. What a shame. - ’ muttered the child to herself, little accustomed to lie thwarted, even in a trifle. "How Cecil does prose: How provoking and stupid he is." “What is to be ome of him?” demanded Cecil, for the thir 1 time. But he never knew, for dinner was announce i at the moment, and Jerry was storming inwardly with baffled indignation and righteous wrath. "There, now. I knew how it would lie. 1 knew that if grandmamma was standing away there with him when dinner was annoum ed. she would tell him to take her in. though 1 know she ought to have hail Cecil. She ought to have had Cecil, of course. She should have left Capt. Bellenden for me. and then he would have come up to me. and offered me his arm—oh. de lightful.’ - ) She had never taken anybody's arm in heb life. Truth to tell, she had been casting about in her mind, ever since she had seen Bellenden s portmanteau safe in the hall, the chances of this great event happening to her now. Hitherto she hail •• een glad enough to avoid the formal late dinner when her gran mother had had guests at Inchmarew. She had either made her appearance with the dessert, or had more commonly chosen to run about till bedtime, and then have some sup; er brought up to her old nursery, by these i means escaping I oth the company an the evening frock. She had. however, , on the present occasion carefully inti- : mated her intention of dining late in [ future, and Mrs. Camp' ell, in common with the rest ot the household, had been too gla 1 to see in the change the dawn of advancing womanhood to make any sort of demur. So much arranged, one soul-absorb-ing anxiety had occupied the little girl’s min !, and that was in reference to her being hande Ito the dining-room , by Bellenden. The more she had thought about it. the more eager and anxious she had become, as was Jerry's way whenever any desire once took possession of her little excitable breast. To take his arm! To step grandly along before everybody like area grown-up young lady—how enchanting! She did not stop to remember that it had never struck her as enchanting, but rather in a reverse light hitherto. It would, at any rate, be simply heavenly now. And of course it was her right tc lead the way, and do honor to the stranger guest in her own castle. Granny had often told her that she ought to prepare to take, her place, as mistress and head of all. ere long sc perhaps, indeed most certainly, granny would think this a good opportunity for her to begin. It would also instruct Capt. Bellenden in her position and het rights, and make his blunder of the afternoon all the more astonishing and ridiculous to his recollection. He might perform his part of the ceremony with a twinkle in his eye, and Jerry would not have freed him from a sly reminiscence as he and she ; marched through the long gallery together. but. carry it oIT as he might, he could not fail to feel a little foolish, and might lie trusted to be as discreet . as herself liefore spectators. All of this had been carefully thought cut during the putting on of the white frock and rose-colored sash, and there had been just enough uncertainty about the desired program being carried out to mako Cecil's detention doubly irksome and ill-timed—since the fa t of her leing beside him and away from the other was, she could not . help fearing, sure to tell against her. It might, or it might not. have done so. The probability is that Mrs. Campbell gave the subject no thought at all. an I as a matter of course, went in. as she had always done before, with her principal gi e>t: but it was Ceci I's doing in Jerry's eyes: and, as the naughty little girl had . never yet learned tc control or conceal her feelings, a very sulky and unresponsive companion the poor fellow had, and one who would have gladly given the arm she held a good hard pinch, instead of delicately touching it with the tips of her fingers, as she knew she had ought to do. [TO BE CONTINUED.] Sarcasm. Baron Ilaussman was a fellow-pupil with Hector Berlioz at the Paris Conservatory, then under the direction of Cherubini. Berlioz was an unruly genius, and wrote music when he should have been studying counterpoint. Consequently he was not in favor with his teachers, and especially with the precise and “classical - ’ Cherubini. One examination day, as Haussman relates in his “Memo.res,” Cherubini was running over a piece which Ber lioz had submitted, when he came upon a complete rest of two measures "What is that?” he asked, in his u ual ill-natured tone. "Mr. Director,” said the pupil, "I wished to pro'duce an effect which J thought could best le produced by silence ’’ “Ah, you thought it would produce a good effect upon the audience il yot suppressed two measures?” "Yys. s r.” “Very good. Suppress the rest: the effect will be better still.” Mrs. Figg—Tommy, have you beer at the sugar nowl again? TommyMaw. the sugar question is entirely too delicate to be approached in such a sudden manner. —Philadelphia In quirer.

JAPANESE AT HOME. ROOMS MADE ANY SIZE TO SUIT AT A MOMENT’S NOTICE. In Some Fine Homes Chairs and Tables Are Entirely Unknown--The Guests at Dinner Squat on theF' • •The Beauty of the Women .... Their Beautiful Surroundings--Description in Verse. The Japanese home has been well described as a sort of dolly’s house magnified to a thousand diameters. “All wood and wicker and white paper!’’ Almost every house in Japan, however humble, has a garden. Some of these gardens are very beautiful, with huge leaved palms, shady maples, bending bamboos and bright colored shrubs and flowers. Bumblebees, broad-winged butterflies, half-tamed crows and sweet humming birds enliven the scene. The entrance hall is a platform raised a couple of feet above the ground. Here the foreigner removes his boots and the Japanese his sandals. The divisions of the rooms are sliding panels, ingeniously arranged in the grooves to inclose a space at the pleasure of the house-

zl:I. A JAPANESE VILLA IN THE EARLY MORNING.

holder. A large room can therefore be converted into a number of smaller rooms, and, as almost by magic touch, the room in which you have been sitting becomes divided into-a number of sleeping chambers. Chairs and tables are almost unknown. The posture of repose is a "squat.” At mealtimes you squat anywhere and your food is placed before you. When you are tired you throw yourself anywhere on the floor, with no fear Os spoiling your white clothes. When evening conies you do not seek your chamber, but simply make it by sliding the wall round the spot you have chosen for your slumbers. In the morning you take a bath, and when you return bed and bedroom alike have disappeared ! The panels have been removed. The bath is a great institution in Japan. A great big tub of water, with a stovepipe running up inside of it filled with redhot charcoal. I here you sit until the pores are opened, and the cold douche follows! The Japanese dinner is excellent. The dishes are endless. They usually begin with a dish of soup and another of fish brought in upon a lacquer tray. You drink the soup out of a bowl, and eat the fish with your chopsticks. After the dish comes another lacquer dish- with four or five heaps of food. A small bird or wild fowl, some roasted chestnuts, a few boiled lily roots, and some stewed seaweed. Wine is always J ■■ ' i GOING TO MAKE A CALL. served with a good Japanese dinner, and the waiting girls take care that your cup is full. Still the dishes come in. Raw fish, green salads and sweet sauce. When you have well eaten and drunk to the full, then tea is served with small cakes, and the Japanese pipe follows. The Japanese householder is a social being. The festive meal is prolonged bj’ a thousand jokes, roars of merry laughter and endless conversation. In the houses of the wealthy the girl musicians and dancers entertain the guests during the dinner hour or immediately after. While you are sipping your tea, perhaps, you hear a flap of bare feet on the polished stairs. It is the geisha or dancer. She twines herself round the corner, and at the threshold falls upon her hands and knees and bows her head to the Hour in saiutation to the guest’s. Japanese dancing is chiefly posturing, with special attention to the management of the fan. The danc-

er interweaves her paces with but 1 slight grace. Her steps are mad' upon the flat of the foot, the toes not being used more than in walk- i ing Still, in the undulations of the body, the serpentine movements of I the hands and arms, and in her cotn- I plete pantomimic skill, the Japanese i danseuse shows marvelous agility and skill. The Japanese lady is a dream. Even - > sober a judge of feminine beauty as the Rev. Mr. Simpson, of New York, author of "Larger Outlooks on ■ Missionary Lands,’’ writes: “ A Japanese woman is a pretty study. She is almost always small. Indeed, they all seemed to us like I girls of 13 or 14. Their dress is very like that of the men— a loose . robe, with immense sleeves that hang I down like wings. This robe is folded around her person, left quite too ; open at the bosom, and fastened i around the waist with a sash, which j terminates over her loins in a great I square bow like a butterfly. Her I face is round and full and always ■ pretty. Her complexion is generally rosy, her eyes small and almondshaped, but bright and playful; her expression kind, frank and refined. Her hair is black as a coal, and usually combed up in front in a sort of pompadour fashion, and tied behind

in a glossy roll, ornamented with ribbons, flowers and combs, variously ; shaped, accordingly as she is married ; or single, of high or low station. Her figure is usually plump and graceful, and she is mounted on a high pair of stills or sandals, raising ; her about three or four inches above , the ground, on which she hobbles i about with a studied shuffle, which is considered form and fashion in Japan. “The influences of civilization are seen in the dress and fashion of the Japanese wife. The days when she stained her teeth black on her wedding day and shaved her eyebrows when the first baby was born are I past, except, perhaps, in the lower classes in remote country districts. "In Japan marriage is purely a civil contract, without religious or official ceremonies. Monogamy has been the law of Japan from very ancient times. It is true that concubinage exists, but a legalized system of polygamy has never been adopted. Divorce is less common in Japan than it is in Chicago, and what is unusual in Oriental countries, a wife may sue for a divorce from her husband. "The Japanese wife is singularly faithful in her conjugal relations. The key to her character is found in the word ‘obedience.’ Ages ago Confucius declared obedience to be the rule of life; if a daughter, to her father; if a wife, to her husband; if a widow, to her eldest son. Under such a condition of things love matches are almost unknown. But the Japanese wife learns to love.” Mr. Newman says that “the origii nal Japanese belle was a girl with a white face, a long slender throat and neck, a narrow chest, small limbs and small handsand feet.” But Mr. McClatchie has translated the description of Lady Kokonoya, an ideal Japanese beauty, as follows : Her figure so trim As the willow tree’s bough is as graceful and slim: Her complexion's as white as Fuji’s hoar peak ’Neath the snows of midwinter — like damask her cheek — With a dear little nose, And - two eyes black as sloes, And a pair of ripe lips which, when parted. disclose Pearly teeth —her fine eyebrows obliquely are set (In Japan that’s a beauty)—her hair’s dark as jet And is coiled in thick masses on top of her pate In a wonderful chignon as big as a plate. (There are eight styles of chignon, just here I may tell My fair readers, as known to the Japanese belle). Then, to heighten the beauty bestowed on her part Os kind Nature, she’s called in the assistance of Art. For rice powder to render more dazzlingly fair Her face, hands, neck and chin—cherry oil for her hair— Just a soupcon of rouge to embellish her lip. And a host of cosmetics my memory that slip. To complete the fair picture of bright loveliness, Add to all this the charm of her elegant dress: Satin, crepe and brocade Here contribute their aid For the long, flowing garments in which she’s arrayed, Which hangs loose from her shoulders, in fanciful fold. All embroidered with storks and plump blossoms in gold; Next, a broad velvet girdle encircles her waist. Tied behind iu a huge bow; her feet are incased In small spotless white stockings, which timidly peep

From beneath her red jupon’s elaborate sweep; And a hairpn of tortoise shell, dainty to On her brow place a cirelet of gilt filigree. Curio, s Rrcpsrty of Aluminum. Charles Margot preparator at the physical laboratory of the University of Geneva, has recently made a curious discovery concerning aluminum. He lias found that, if glass be rubbed with a piece of this metal, very brilliant markings will be obtained that no amount of washing will cause to disappear. This property of aluminum of adhering firmly to glass, and to silieious substances in general, is especially manifested when the rubbed surface is wet with water or simply covered with a stratum of aqueous vapor. Mr. Margot has constructed a small aluminum wheel which revolves very rapidly and with which he makes designs upon glass after the manner of ordinary engravers. The designs are metallic, chatoyant and brilliant, and, by' burnishing with a steel tool, they may be even made to have the appearance of metallic inlaid work. The adhesion is absolute. But it is necessary to see that the glass as well as the aluminum point are perfectly clean. This property of aluminum permits of immediately distinguishing the diamond from strass. While, in fact, aluminum leaves a very apparent trace upon crystals of the latter, it has no action whatever on the diamond.—[Scientific American. Electrical Fishes. Much work has recently been done on electrical fishes, of which there are about fifty species, though the electrical organs of onlj’ five or six species have been studied in detail. There are, besides the electrical eel, the torpedo and other rays, and the raash, or thunderer, fish of the Arabs, which lives in the Nile. Niger, Senegal and other African rivers. The Nile is rich in these fishes, several kinds, more or less pike-like, having electrical organs, which have recently been examined by Fritsch. There are two distinct types of electrical organs. One is closely related in structure to muscle (torpedo eel and ray), while the other is more like a secreted gland, as in the thunderer fish. Both types comprise a great number of microscopical elements, eaeh supplied with a nerve fibre, which pass out from the spinal cord or brain, and originate from large special nerve cells. The electricity is generated in the electric organ, out is only produced so as to give a “shock” when it is set in motion by nervous impulses transmitted to it from the electric centers by the electric nerve.—[New York Independent. The Modern Cowboy. “The cowboy of the story writers, if he has ever existed, is practically extinct,” says A. R. Frebzell, of Texas, at the Gibson. “I have been among them under all circumstances, and as a rule they differ but little from farm hands elsewhere. They wear sombreros as a protection from the sun, and these give them a picturesque appearance, but beyond a pistol and a knife in their belt, made necessary by the nature of their work, there is nothing ferocious looking about them. When they go to town, ns they seldom do, most of them perforin their errands and go home as meekly as a farmer in Ohio. A few of them will get drunk, but you can find much wilder characters in a city than you can among these much-talked about men of the plains. They usually drink quietly and go to sleep in a chair, remain there until morning and go home. There have been cases where men have terrorized Western towns and they are invariably reported as cowboys, when as a matter of fact they seldom, if ever, are.” —[Cincinnati Enquirer. How to Air Apartments. It is the general practice to open only the lower part of the windows of a room in ventilating it, -whereas if the upper part were also opened, the 1 object would be more speedly effected, i The air in an apartment is usually heated to a higher temperature than the outer air, and it is thus rendered lighter, and as the outer air rushes in, the warmer and lighter air is ; forced upward, and finding no outlet, I remains in the room. If a candle be i held in the doorway near the floor it, 1 will be found that the flame will bo .blown inward; but. if it be raised nearly to the top of the doorway, it will go outward; the warm air flowing out at the tup, while the cold air i flows in at the bottom. A current of warm air from the room is general- | ly rushing up the flue of the chimney, if the flue be open, even though I there should be no tire in the stove ; i therefore open fireplaces are the best ! ventilators we can have for a chamI ber. with an opening arranged in the i chimney near the ceiling.—[New I York Times. Languages of the World. It is estimated that the chief languages of the world are spoken by the following numbers of people: Chinese, by over 400,000,000; Hindustani. by over 100,000,000; English, about 100,000.000, Russian, 72,000,000: German,over 60.000,000; Spanish, 48,001)00; French, 46,000,000; Japanese, over 40,000,000; Italian, over 3C,OOU,uOU; Turkish, over 25,000,000. —[St. Louis Star-Say-ings. It has been computed that the death rate of the globe is ninety-eight per minute.