Democratic Sentinel, Volume 16, Number 17, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 13 May 1892 — Page 6

B{je II cmocroti t Sentinel RENSSELAER, INDIANA. _ " • 1 JW. McEWEN, - - - Putlisheb. ‘

LAND OF THE BOOMER.

INDIAN SPOLIATION IN OKLAHOMA TERRITORY. Aborigines Systematically Robbed of Their Homes by Their White Masters—How Treaties Have Been Violated—Scenes In an Indian Village. In the Groat West. One of the most remarkable chapters of future American history must be the one devoted to the opening to public settlement of the unoccupied lands of the Indian Territory, writes a Kingfisher, 0. T., correspondent. The student of humanity will find no more fruitful field, for here the most startling realisms of the ago have been enacted. The historian who records the decline and inevitable extermination of the Indian race will find his text incomplete without this chapter, for herein he will discover the most selfish and intolerant acts recorded of man. The narrator of pioneer settlement in the Southwest will find lessons in enerey, perseverance, endurance, and heroism, in its broadest sense, in those chronicles. From .that chapter the moralist will draw his strongest pictures of condemnation, and the true Americau will pronounce his highest encomiums. Beservoil for Indian*. The Indian Territory was included in the Louisiana purchase, and in 1816, thirteen years after acquirement by this government, the project was conceived of dividing up this Territory into Indian reservations, for as early as that date

it wa3 discovered impossible or impolitic to amalgamate the two races, and from the year following until 1889 the project was carried out, and twentyI five million acres of choice land have since been devoted to that purpose. In 1835-6 reservations were set aside for what are known as the five civilized tribes—the Cherokees, Creeks, Choctaws, Chickasaws, and Seminoles—and were immediately taken possession of by those tribes, who, originally located at the South in States east of the Mississippi River, were induced to exchange their homes there for the lands they now occupy. When the Southern States rebelled all

CAPTAIN PAYNE 'S SETTLEMENT ON THE STILLWATER IN 1884.

these Indian tribes espoused the Southern cause, and at Ahe Close of hostilities the Choctaws, Chickasaws, Creeks and Beminoles were induced to transfer back to the Government 14,000,000 acres of their lands. Oklahoma, as now established, and the territory west, are of these lands. That the transfer was made through force, and to some extent by chicanery, is not denied. Tho Oklahoma Boom. The story of the struggles of the delnded followers of Payne and Couch, and the final opening of Oklahoma to

settlement, has been told over and over Again, with variations. But few pictures were oV&rdrawii in recounting the hardships of these pioneers, and, while their efforts were vain, no^onedeniesthe honesty of purpose of Rtotwo great boomer captains —the one who was stricken down on the eve of realizing his hopes, the other by an assassin's bollet. The Indians had parted with their title to the lands, the lands were surveyed, and the Government had failed to settle other Indians on them, while they were occupied by the cattle barons to the exclusion Of the honest homeseeker, hence it was held, and with justice, that those lands were open to squatter Settlement pending Congressional action which would open the country to actual settlement. • Little was done regarding the matter until in 1870, when Captain David L. Payne, then a member of the Kansas Legislature from Sedgwick County, organized a movement looking toward the occqpancy and settlement of Oklahoma. In Peeember, 1880, Captain Payne with a well-organized band of followers encamped on the north border of the Cherokee outlet to recruit forces preparatory to entering the Territory. The cattle men who then occupied the Territory protested against this move, notifying the military authorities, who dispatched to Payne’s camp a troop of •

cavalry under command of Col. Copinger to prevent the colonists from entering the Territory. The final arrest of Captain Payne and the disbandment of his colony, the trial and release of the leader, and subsequent events are matters of recent history. In 1888 the Springer bill, which provided for opening the Indian country to settlement, although defeated. in the Senate, opened the way to partial success, and through Congressman Perkins of Kansas, aided by a host of loyal western men. the Fiftieth Congress

passed t ie act as an annex to the Indian bill, and thus, after twenty years’ patient waiting, was opened to settlement one of the brightest spots on the American continent. An Karthly Paracll.se. Oklahoma—and under that general term the whole of the unoccupied Indian country may be designated—is undoubtly the most uniformly splendid portion of the United States, and being centrally located, with two great trunk lines of railway—the Sunta Fe and Rock Island

A TYPICAL BOOMER’S FAMILY.

—already connecting her with the great lakes of the north and the Atlantic coast, with the Gulf of Mexico and the Pacific slope, and directly with every interior city of the West, she must of necessity become a power in the commercial and political world. The people who have settled in Oklahoma represent every State in the Union, and probably every class. It is the most heterogeneous mass of humanity that ever gathered together, but it is only justice to add only the better element remain as citizens; the rougher class—the nomadic population—invariably attending the frontier excitements lose their occupation with the settlement and development of the country and move on to the next place offering the same inducements that brought them. On the street corner, gathered around a street fakir, is a picture one might study with interest all day. The blanketed and tinsel-bedecked Indian buck, with his squaw and numerous progeny standing apart interested but undemonstrative; the cowboy, booted and spurred, with broad-brimmed sombrero and swaggering gait, stands rolling a cigarette while talking to a corporal and two or three private soldiers in blue who are “outing;’’ the countryman—and he is numerous and verdant —standing with Inverted eyes and open mouth close to the dry goods box from which the fakir Is working his schemes; a sprinkling of ragged, unkempt-looking children belonging to the camps pitched around the vacant lots and blocks; a bevy of greasylooking negroes direct from the South. Passing down the street are two Chinamen, seemingly just arrived; on the comer are a half-dozen well-dressed men —politicians out of a job, no doubt, ! “who are there ready to pick up the end ! of a string,” a friend suggests; a passing ambulanoe bearing some United States army officers is stopped by two sun-browned gentlemen—officials in the Indian service; a stream of covered boomers’ wagons winds around among the struggling masses of humanity, who, without visible cause, are rushing hither and thither; an auctioneer is crying a dilapidated looking steed that is being “exercised" for tne edification of possible buyers. But the picture is ever

A CHEYENNE VILLAGE.

changing, and, while not always inviting, is certainly interesting—from an advantageous position, and from a distance. An Indian Village. One of the most interesting studies is that; of the Indian. An Indian village has its attractions, and a native dance, while not particularly edifying, has novel features. Some of the happiest faces imaginable are found among

the Indian children, and they are never more pleased than to be decked out after their peculiar ideas and pose to admiring whites—not near endugh to be addressed, tor at the approach of a white man the little rascals will scamper away unless indeed one tempts them with money, when they will coyly await—they never advance—until they receive the ooin, when they will slowly retreat without an audible word, but with a

A LOT JUMPER’S WARNING.

A BOOSTER'S SCHOONER.

countenance sparkling with animation. The older ones are not so shy, but are usually as dumb as oysters. Some of the chiefs and head men will enter into conversation for a few moments, but prefer to listen and observe. One cannot “finish* this country without visiting the Indian camps. The “beef issue” and dances following the councils in honor of visiting tribes and the nativo games are studios; in fact, j Indian camp life as a whole is a study. A visit to the camp of Strong Bull, i Chief of the Arapahoes, a very intelligent fellow, by the way, and always courteous, or to a Cheyenne village, and particularly to the camp of Whirlwind, Chiof of the Cheyennes, would suffice. - But the closer one studies the Indian the less sentiment is left in one’s breast in his favor. An Indian, like the historical Methodist, is born as such, and as such will en<j bis existence, ho matter whai influence is brought to bear upon him. As an instance, the correspondent, when at the Ponca agency, visited, together with Colonel Xach Mulhail, a beef dance held at the house of that old war-house, George Primeau, sub-chief of the poncas. That night the women danced —the sexes never dance together—and among tho dancers was a very pretty young woman with really refined appearance and’manners. She kept perfect time and became so interested that, oblivious of the presence of strangers, she followed tho older ones in the wild, unearthly chant until she had worked herself into such a high state of excitement that she dropped to the floor with sheer exhaustion. In defense of her weakness the chief explained that she had been too long among the white people, explaining that she had attended Haskell Institute, at Lawrence, Kan., five years. His own daughter had also been educated at the same institution, and here they were dressed in blankets and taking part in the native orgies. In conversation with the girl later in the evening we found her charming. She admitted that she did not continue her studies, but she was a regular subscriber of two magazines and a ladies’ journal. Her husband was a student in Haskell Institute, where he graduated with high honors, yet he was outside, sitting erouchod around a camp-fire, dressed in leggins and with a blanket thrown around him. Interested as to what standing they hold in the school, we requested her to write her own name and those of her schoolmates. Taking a pencil, She nimbly and gracefully wrote: “Hannah Ray,” “Frank L. Smith," “Jennie Priraeaux,” “Frank Smith.”

The first name was her own, the second that of her husband, the third our host’s daughter, and the last of her little son, just four months old. Later inquiry of a gentleman connected with Indian education disclosed that each one of the first three had made remarkable records as scholars in the institute, and were exceptionally well-behaved.

The Violins of Old.

The great •violin makers all lived within the compass of one hundred and fifty years. They chose their wood from a few great timbers felled in the South Tyrol, and floated down in rafts, pine and maple, sycamore, pear and ash. Tney examined these to find streaks and veins and freckles, valuable superficially when brought out by varnishing. They learned to tell the density of the pieces of wood by touching them; they weighed them, they struck them, and listened to judge how fast or how slow, or how resonantly they would vibrate in answer to strings. Some portions of the wood must be porous and soft, some of close fiber. Just the right beam was hard to find; when found It can be traced aH through the violins of some great master, and after his death in those of his pupils. The piece of wood was taken home and seasoned, dried in the hot Brescia and Cremona sun. The house of Stradivarius, the great master of all, is described as having been as hot as an oven. The wood was there soaked through and through with sunshine. In this great heat the oils thinned and simmered slowly, and penetrated far into the wood, until the varnish became a part of the wood itself. The old violin makers used to save every bit of the wood when they found what they liked, to mend and patch and inlay with it. So vibrant and so resonan t is the wood of good old violins that they murmur, and echo, and sing in answer to any sound where a number of them hang together on the wall, as if rehearsing the old music that once they knew. It was doubtless owing to this fact that when the people could not account for Paganini’s wonderful playing, they declared that he had a human soul Imprisoned in his violin, for his violin sang and whispered, even when all the strings were off.

A Canine Economist.

Bruce was a fanner’s dog—a large bulldog well along in years—and kept for the good he had done rather than for what was expected of him in the future. But the following incident, related by a son of Bruce’s owner, shows that he was not past usefulness: One morning in the early winter the farmer’s good wife awoke to hear the wind howling terribly, and to see the snow flying all about the house. It was but the work of a moment to run to the window, and we think all good housewives will sympathize with the poor woman when we say, of all the clothes she had left on "the line the day before, not an article was in sight! We will not attempt to picture her consternation, but we will say the old farmer himself was soon out in the snow. While zealously engaged in this snow searching, a whine from Bruce drew his attention. As this was something unusual, he hastened to where the dog was lying in tie snow, and there found the missi ig clothes. As they had been blown from the line—it was so bigl} that he could not reach them—the dog had collected them, not missing a single piece, and using them as a bed had prevented further flight.

Hungarian Custom.

In Hungary and Brittany the young girls assemble on certain fete days, wearing red petticoats with white or yellow borders round them. The number of borders denotes the portion the father is willing to give his daughter. Each white band, representing silver, denotes 100 francs per annum, and each yellow hand denotes gold, betokening 1,000 francs a year. “There is good in all things." EViSi the deadly bacillus will excuse itself from an atmosphere of cigarette smoke.

WHIPPED WITH LIVE WIRES.

Electricity Employed to Tartar* Tattle Children In k New Jeroey ••Home-” Electricity as a mode of punishing refractory children Is tho latest, method adopted In a New Jersey re-

form school. The institution is the Mewark City Home, located at the foot of the Orange Mountains in Verona, N, J., and to C. M. Harrison, the superintendent of the home, is due any credit for the invention. There are 300 children iq the home, many of whom have been committed to the institution by Newark police justices. They are said to manifest a supreme contempt for bread and water and the rod, and go the

THE CAT.

superintendent and Dr. Whiteborne, the official physician, presumably with the Idea of making the home more pleasant and profitable for its little guests, laid their heads together and the result was something which produced a deep impression not only upon the minds of the children but upon the public as well. This Invention was nothing more nor less than the transposition of an

electric battery into an instrument of punishment. The usual handles used in the instrument have been removed and in the place of one of them a wire brush, two inches long has been placed. The place of the other Is taken by an ordinary piece of wood, rounded, about two and a half inches in length. On the end of It is a flat 1 piece of metal

FOR THE BASE OF THE BRAIN

covered with a thin sponge. When one of the children has committed a grievous infraction of the discipline of the school he is quietly taken into a room where there is no one but himself, the superintendent and the doctor. The sponge-covered electrode is Immersed in water and applied to the base of the culprit’s skull. The other handle or brush is held in close proximity to the child, and when the current is turned on it is applied to his face, neck or arms. The moment the brush touches the child the electric circuit is closed and a severe shock sustained. Superintendent Harrison says the process works to the entire satisfaction of every one with the possible exception Df the child. The case is being Investigated.

Possessed the Art of Coddling;.

It is not true that women do not realize and appreciate the attractive qualities that other women have for men. Occasionally, however, they do not There Is a woman now of wide reputation before whom men fall in swaths. Her conquests have been signal, conclusive. The secret of this woman’s charm other women have in vain tried to discover. A man who has himself been prostrate before this all-conquering lady was asked wherein lay this lady’s power. His brief answer was, “Coddling.” This he went on to explain. “If a man has a weakness, a secret grievance, her first step Is to discover it. He is led to talk about Jt, and, alas, it is usually a relief to do so. This she humors as a mother does a sick child. It may be a heart affair, a financial matter, dyspepsia, or rheumatism. AVhat it is is immaerial. When you see their two heads bowed together you perhaps think that they are whispering tender nothings. Not at all. He may be only telling her about a last night’s toothache, and the tears are standing in her brown eyes as she listens to his tale of woe. No man is able to withstand this all-penetrating sympathy. Of course, in time, he is apt to learn that it is kept on tap for the beguilement of all who come that way.”—New York Sun.

Hard at the Bottom.

Mrs. Power O’Donoghue, in her “Ladies on Horseback,” quotes a letter which appeared in a certain journal, containing the following remark about her: “There are few men in Ireland—if one—worth being called such who would not willingly lay down their own lives rather than imperil the safety of one so universally beloved.” Whatever the men would do, a boy in Ireland imperilled her safety with less hesitation. The hounds ran over a bog, and he called out to her to “go on” as it was “hard at the bottom. ” She had not gone far when her horse “got stuck.” As her “struggling steed was momentarily sinking lower,” she shouted to the boy in tones of bitter remonstrance: “You told me this was hard at the bottom. ” “So it is; but you’re not half way to the bottom yet,” replied the boy.

Outlandish Names.

“It is astonishing,” says a Maine man, “how our Americans will Inflict upon their helpless infants the burden of carrying through life the most outlandish and sentimental names. The following are a few of those that have appeared in Maine papers the past few months. Among masculine proper names of people whose last names are unmistakably American we have Ithiel, Shadrach, Amarath, Aratur, Arad, Amaziah, Azov, Ishmael, Zeri, Zuinglius, Zephaniah, Zera, Ithma, Shubael, Bliss, Love, Freelove Dallas, Yernum, Nahum and Dummer. Among feminine proper names are: Orilla, Euzilia, Statira, Azuba, Zoa, Manna, Filena and Raspberry. Some American surnames in Maine are peculiar. For instance: Coolbroth, Youngbaby, Lovely. Law, Look, Sensabough, Comforth, Suckforth, Skeetep, Segar, etc.

How to Tell a Good Horne.

“I never ask about a horse’s traits*” 9aid a horse buyer, the other day. “All I want is a good square look-in tb* (ace. Once in a hundred times I

may mistake the head, but not oftener’tban that, I believe.” It doesn’t require an expert to read horses’ faces, either. A person who has never handled a horse can saunter down Broadway any afternoon and point out the Rood, docile family Carriage horse, the biting horse, the treacherous animal, the one likely to kick or run at any moment, or the proud, high-spirited horse that may be dangerous, and yet not, vicious in the least. The kicking horse can yearly always be singled out by the vicious gleain in his eye, which stamps him a born kicker. Of all horses/ though, the miserable-looking horse attracts most attention. This is the horse persecuted by the check-rein. Like men and women who wear shoes too small, he shows the outward evidence of misery. Maqy good-natured horses, horsemen say, have been made fretful and vicious by being enslaved by the infamous and cruel check-rein. There are horses broken down by long and continuous service for man, which show sad facial expression.

A Plant Growing from a Caterpillar.

The curious fungus which is sometimes taken for an insect is a fungus that roots itself in a caterpillar and grows from it, feeding on the body of the insect. Of course in time the insect dies, and the-fungus then perishes as soon as it has exhausted the nutriment in the body of the caterpillar. The plant is of the same nature as a mushroom, and when it matures it produces spores by which new plants are propagated in the same way, attaching themselves to any insect that comes in contact with them in the soil. These curious plants are used as medicine by the natives of some parts of Asia, where they are found quite abundantly. The plant, when dug out of the ground, has the exhausted and dried body of the insect attached to it in the manner of a root, but it is easily distinguished by its shape. The insect is filled with the substance of the fungus and appears as a part of the plant. A variety of beetle that is found in North America is attacked by the same kind of fungus; others are in Central America, and others in New Zealand. In the last-mentioned country the fungus is very large and has all the appearance of a mushroom which is eaten as food by the natives.

Pretty Bugs.

There are many mysterious things about beetles. Those of Brazil are famed for their brilliant metallic hues, yet no one has been able to find out what makes these colors. Some are of gold, others of silver, yet’ others of blue enamel seemingly, and so on through an endless variety of tints. One variety is called the “diamond beetle” because it is covered With minute points which reflect the light. Their use for jewelry is familiar. They are employed for trimming dresses, and sometimes a paticularly fine one is kept alive and allowed to wander over the corsage of the wearer, attached by a slender chain.

Monkeys Do Talk.

Prof. Garner in the Forum says that his researches leave him no doubt at all that monkeys do really talk. The range of their language, or languages, for each variety speaks a separate tongue, is small, and they have no apparent conception of abstract ideas. But not only do they use many distinct words with definite meanings—some of which he has learned and is able to reproduce—but some of their words, he declares, are evidently not sounds that occur in the human languages. In short ho thinks that in their simian tongues he has found the primitive form of the first human speech.

Want te Be Dignified.

The inhabitants of Rat Portage, Ont., are very anxious tq have the name of their town changed. Its growing importance, they think, demands for it a more dignified and delicate name, and their pride and cultured ears are hurt by the appellation of Rat-Portagers, by which they are known. Petitions for a change have been sent to the authorities, and the names suggested by the petitioners include Van Horn, Sylvana, Minnesobia and Sultana. The latter is much favored, but the Rat-Porta-gers evidently do not see the danger of their staid citizens being known as Sultanas.

Australian Shrubbery.

With the exception of a living carpet of delicate maidenhair, which attains a height of from five to six feet, and of ropes of creeper ferns which swing from tree to tree like fairies in the castle of a giant, the forest of Australia is altogether bare of undergrowth. In the woods of recent growth, however, vegetation is more luxuriant. The long tendrils of the clematis and rata connect trunk with trunk in garlands of white and scarlet bloom, and at their base flourishes an infinite variety of ferns, while here and there a graceful tree-fern rears its silvery-lined crown.

How Different Now.

In former time it was esteemed highly improper for single or unmarried persons to wear rings, “unless they were judges, doctors or senators. ” For all but these dignitaries such an unwarranted ornament was considered an evidence of “vanity, lasciviousness and pride,” and was looked upon as a great piece of presumption on the part of the wearer.

Tne Good Old Times.

From an ancient account' book found at Eastport, Me., it appears that in 1797 tobacco was sold by the yard in that settlement. The limited purchasing power of a day’s wages at that period is shown by the price of nails —Is 2Jd a pound. A day’s ordinary wages would pay for about four pounds of nails.

Friction.

A gold coin passes from one to another 2,000,000 times before the s'tamp or impression upon it becomes obliterated by friction, while a silver coin changes between 3,250,000 times before it becomes entirely effaced.

Deserved to Lose It.

A Camden, N. J., iady deposited her purse containing $257 in a lamppost letter box Wednesday instead of the letter. It was restored to her by Postmaster Browning.

PUN AND PHILOSOPHY.

The Hercules-Rarllsh Trick—An Illustration of Atmospherto Pressure. We poor human beings would infallibly be crushed by atmospheric pressure if our bodies did not contain elastic fluids of the same volume of pressure, which establish an equilibrium. If we destroy this internal pressure by creating a vacuum in a recipient we can demonstrate the effects of atmospheric pressure., This can be shown in a very simple way by cutting a common radish in

THE HERCULES RADISH.

halves, hollowing the interior slightly, then rubbing it slightly upon a dinner plate. In a moment you can lift up the radish by the tail and the plate with it, for the plate will adhere as tightly as if the two objects were pasted together. This is known as the “hercules radish trick. ”

Chinese Inventions.

We hear a great deal of the inventive faculty of the Chinaman, but we venture to assert that his ingenuity has never b#en placed to more original account than in his inventions relating to the doings of European scientists. There is an illustrated Chinese journal, published at Shanghai/in which appear, from time to time, popular articles on the science of Europe. To show the kind of ideas they are spreading on the subject among the Chinese, we shall give one or two examples. In one number we have an illustration of the suicide of a Parisian aeronaut by means of a balloon. He is seated on a chair with his back to the window, through the open casements of which the balloon is partly seen with its bottom attached to his head, which he is in the act of cutting off with a monstrous curved knife. The balloon thus freed is understood to transport the head to a distance of 200 “lys” (a significant term), where it. is afterward found on a tree. In the meantime the body falls into the room, and thus closes the casements by two cords attached to its feet. Some writing held in one hand informs the v police that death was self-inflicted. ’ Another suicide is repored to bequeath his corpse to feed the wild animals of a menagerie, and the Chinese writer goes on to say that for Europeans there is nothing contrary to Nature in doing so, but that it would have been better if they had given themselves to a chemist, who would have extracted their best products, and utilized them in making soap or grease. “European science has in fact arrived, ”he says, “at astonishing results; it wastes nothing; (there is nothing which it does not utilize. An English chemist has found a way of extracting soap from the human, body.” Then follow two realistic pictures representing the English manufactory where this process is carried out, showing the workmen attending to the boiling vats and supplying the perfumes,' the raw “material” lying in piles, and a number of young women close beside them engaged in packing the bars ol soap.—Science Siftings.

A Warning to Amateur Humorists.

The task of a man who is compelled to get up a certain amount of printed humor daily is more laborious than ,that of a hod-carrier. It is something like it, too. He just carries Stuff to the level of the average comIprehension, and, having deposited it before the person to get the benefit ol fit, goes after more. How does the humorist work? Well, it depends largely upon his temperament and greater or less fitness for his specialty. Some men, although they have fair ability-in :some lines of writing, are slow to {originate a humorous idea, notwithstanding that they can appreciate it bn others. To such the writing of a humorous paragraph or article is .something to be dreaded. It would be a violation of newspaper ethics for a professional writer to decline to get up an article on any subject or from any standpoint. {Given a theme, and told to treat it humorously, the most sedate member of a newspaper staff will attack it without hesitation, and in his own time will do the work well—perhaps as well as the man whose specialty is humor. But, ah! the labor of the sedate man! How each queer smile, every epigrammatic sentence, and every odd .expression will wring his soul and make his brain throb! Fun! Tell him that he ought to enjoy his own fun, and he will probably brain you with the office poker. Ask the regular paragrapher whether he enjoys his work, and he will think you an idiot. He does it because it is his work, but the terrible wrestle he has with the English language every day to evolve those atrocious witticisms of his no one knows but himself.

When New Zealand Sinks.

It was formerly, say fifty years ago, nothing uncommon for a new island to appear -above or an old one to disappear beneath the waves of the Pacific Ocean. Such occurrences were sometimes noted as often as two or three times a year, and were so common as to hardly excite comment among navigators and scientists. Of late, however, the Pacific has been “pacific” indeed. It will be thirtysix years this coming summer since the last island disappeared, and exactly a quarter of a century since the last new one popped up its head in the “greatest of oceans.” But geologists argue that this is a suspicious silence, an omen of some monstrous catastrophe; that Dame Nature is simply resting for a mighty effort. Sir Sidney Bell even goes so far as to predict that the whole of New Zealand and the greater part of Australia will be engulfed before the end of the year 1925.

So Is Some that Doesn't Drop.

Fruit that drops on to your ground from the branches of your neighbor’s trees overhanging your land is yours.

OUR BUDGET OF FUN.

HUMOROUS SAYINOS AND DOINQS HERE AND THERE. Joke# and Jokeleta that Are Supposed to Have Been Recently Bom- Sayings add , Dolngi that Are Odd. Curious and Laughable. He Sorely Didn’t Know. Yan Cure—Some young men, when they call on a young lady, don’t know when to go home. Stella—Yes, it seems so. I used to have a young man call on me once, and he would go home every evening at 9 o’clock. ■ The Three Grace!. “There go two of the three things that I most admire in this-world,” said a Kentuckian, pointing to a lady on horseback, “a line-looking woman and a good horse.” “And what is the third thing, Colonel, which you most admire?” The Colonel crooked his finger significantly, and his friend said he didn’t care if he did.—Texas Siftings. Could Not Account, fop Ite She—You seem rather blue this evening, Jack. He—Yes, I have had a headache all day, and I don’t know how I came to'have it. She—What were you doing last night, eh, sir? He—l don’t know what I was doing after about 10 o’clock.—General Manager. Fame Found in the Jaws of Death. Family Physician—Well, I must congratulate you. Patient (quite excitedly)—l -will recover? Family Physician—Not exactly; t*ut—well, after a consultation we find that your disease is entirely novel, and, if the autopsy should demonstrate that fact, we have decided to name it after you. Remembered How Useful the Hair-Pin Is* “When two words are made into one —that is, into a compound word—you join them together with a hyphen,” said the teacher. “That boy who was whispering may tell me what I was saying.” 1 “You said you must join two words together with a hair-pin,” answered the boy.—Harper’s Young People. 1 Doubtful. Fweddy—Cholly,l’m feeling wocky. I think I’ll soak my head. Cholly—lt won’t fetch anything, deah boy, unless the hat goes with it. A Fortunate Man. “Blithers is so deaf he can’t hear himself talk," said Binks. “He’s in luck,”said Banks.—Brooklyn Life. , Improbable. Peddler—Madame, I have some very fine mottoes for the house. Woman (at depot restaurant) —What have you got? Peddler—Here’s a beautiful one: “If You Don’t See What You Want, Ask for It.” How’s that for the din ing-room? Woman—lt’s no good for me, young man. This is a railroad boardinghouse.—General Manager. An Ignorant Woman.

Aunt FurbyLow (reading)—“Here’s where two men went down in one of the city sewers and were killed by sewer gas. What do they want gas in a sewer fer, I wonder?” Uncle Si Low (in deep disgust)— “To see by, of course. Do you think sewers have winders in them?”

Sharp Sayings. It is a lamentable fact that Pride often wears patent-leather boots and begs its tobacco.—Columbus Post. It is an easy matter for a man to tell who his friends are in politics, but not who they are going to be.— Washington Star. “Has your father—er—considered our—my proposal?” “He has. He considered it a piece of impudence.”— Indianapolis Journal. She —Will you take a part in our theatricals? He—Aw—weally—l—should so like to. What shall I take? She —Tickets.—Judge. Mrs. Enpec —You cannot say I did the courting; you were crazy to marry me. Enpec I must have been—a gibbering lunatic.—New York Herald. Briggs— “ Are you going back to the Bangup Hotel this year?” Griggs —"Not much. 1 came away from that hotel last year and forgot to tip the head waiter. ’’—Life. Mrs. Ghttmpps (looking Over new house) —“What in the world is this vast attic for?” Mr. Grumpps—“lt is to hold the things that you buy and can’t use. ” —New York Weekly. “And you want a pension?” “That’s what!” “How long were you in the war?” “Well, sir, I wur married ’long in ’69, an’ peace ain’t been declared yit; so you kin jes’ calkilate fer yerself!”—Atlanta Constitution. Staggers (coming in at 2 a. m.) — “Look out o’ this window, m’ dear, and see the glorious aurora borealish.” Mrs. Staggers (wflked out of a sound sleep)—“Window? 'That’s a mirror you are looking into, and the aurora you see is your own highly decorated nose.” —Brooklyn Life.

Wonderful Power.

The pressure that can be produced by eloctrolytic generation of gad in a closed space has recently been tested by a French scientist. The highest pressure heretofore realized was %6-70 pounds to the square inch. In this instance the pressure obtained was between 12,000 and the pressure obtained was between 12,000 and 18.000 to the square inch, when the manometer cracked without any explosion. The liquid used was a 25 per cent. * solution of soda. The electrode? were of iron, and the current 1 j amperes.