Democratic Sentinel, Volume 17, Number 9, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 17 March 1893 — Page 6

gljclDcmorrattcSentiitcl RENSSELAER, INDIANA. J. W. PUBLISHER.

CHICAGO LANDMARKS.

SOME NEW ONES THAT ATTRACT ATTENTION. .•a Heaviest Tower and Largest Front Door In the World—Facts About the Groat SkyScrapers—A Fort Turned Into a Temple of Music. j Built on Made Ground. / Charles E. Nixon, writing of Chicago in the Inter Ocean, says: There is something magnetic in the growth, in the dashing spirit of this prairie metropolis—the Indian trading post of 1812, a plain of asb«s in 1871, the sixth city of the world to-day. It almost seems like some story of Aladdin to look down its broad boulevards, lined with immense buildings that tower into the darkening sky, and believe it all rests as a firm basis upon the site of a marshy border land

THE HIGHEST AND HEAVIEST TOWER IN THE CITY NORTHERN PACIFIC RAILWAY STATION.

that half a century ago was almost on a level with the great lake that overflowed its front. Let us glance at some of the architectural wonders that “o’ertop the topless towers of Troy” or the pyramids of old Egypt. One can hardly credit that clayey and uncertain soli could be made to sustain on a comparatively small foundation a tower 250 feet high, such as ornaments the Northern Pacific Railway Station, each pile in its foundation supporting tons. This tower is 28x28x250, and weighs 6,682 tons. Few people are familiar with the fact that the tower of the Auditorium weighs twice as much as ,the famous Eiffel Tower of Parish and is on an area of founda-

THE TROCADERO—FIRST REGIMENT ARMORY.

tion fractional compared with that of the Parisian wonder, standing firm as a rock oh floats of steel rails anchored far below the level of the lake, that is only a stone’s throw distant. To the eye accustomed to harmonious proportion, these great buildings naturally impress more by their magnitude than their artistic grace; but 'Connoisseurs will involuntarily admire toe‘dew tfoman’s Temple or the Ptdlman Building as graceful and artistic massive compositions in granite and brick. Then there is the plain, classic facade of the Leiter Building, *the largest store in the world, surpassing in size the famous Bon Marche of Paris. There is the great .Home Insurance, the imposing Rookery, having rooms for 4,000 and (J? 000 tenants; or, looking to the north,

THE LARGEST FRONT DOOR IN THE WORLD.

behold the Masonic Temple, the largest office building ever constructed, with its 5,000 tons of steel welded together, towering 200 feet in the air, surmounted by a crystal garden, filled with exotics of the tropics; indeed, there are so many of these architectural giants recently sprung into life In that it is difficult to discriminate is describing them. Perhaps some cf the lesser buildings that would-be wonders elsewhere more likely sfi&efy the artistic critical canon, «fejtepte. But the field is prolific 1 in tHls line and adds to the perplexity.-' Our foreign friendß and brothers teIJkMVSe, in admiration before our Art institute, or the imposing-col-umned front of "the Studebaker Building; get a glimpse of the Alhambra In Kinsley’s Moorish front in brick and gold, or the sturdy Norman r * i

splrit of Richardson in the dark-red walls of Field’s wholesale store. One conspicuous structure on Michigan boulevard that would ims press the critical John Ruskin, anq as most unique and interesting, ia the First Regiment Armory, now the Trocadero. It is in dignity strongly suggestive of a fortress, picturesquely indicating the conditions that led to the building of mediaeval castles. It is generous in dimensions, covering an area of 164 by 174 feet. To the height of 35 feet the exterior walls are heavy masses of brown stone, unbroken by any aperture, excepting by the 40 foot wide doorway on Michigan boulevard, which is the regimental sallyport, and through which the command can march out in full company front. This opening is barred by a heavy oak and steel door, swung like a portcullis, and lying back of the embrasures in the thickness of the walls. It is protected by firing-slots in the heavy reveals on either side (think of a front door 40 by 40 feet, weighing tons). The lowest window sill is 35 feet from the ground, and six feet from the floor within. They are barred by heavy iron grills, being narrow ports, for firing, and on the outer and inner jamb to give greater range, and when not in use are closed by heavy steel plates. The whole exterior mass is crowned by heavily corbeled cornice forming both breastworks and firing ports, through which latter the face pf the wall is commanded. Each corner of the building is marked by a heavy round tur. ret, from which an enfilading fire can be maintained along the outer face of the main walls. For the nonce this remarkable building will be thrown open to the public as a temple of amusement: the shrill fife and the call of the war drum will be silent to the music of peace. The architects of the Auditorium are converting the great drill hall and its winding galleries into an auditorium that will have a seating capacity for about 5,000 people. This great room is 160 by 175 feet, without a pillar or partition, the three stories above being suspended by great rods from the steel trusses that support the roof. As a place of entertainment it will worthy of its famous namesake, the Trocadero ol Paris. It will be furnished with |a complete and beautiful stage; and the ventilation, electric lighting, and acoustics will incorporate all the latest and best devices. The great banquet hall will be utilized as a restaurant, from which the music can he heard. If Chicago’s great buildings will attract attention by day they will take a new interest with the shining lamps of nightfall; the great boulevards thronging with a restless multitude will blaze with light; the huge buildings, seemingly towering up among the stars, will cast strange fantastic shadows; circles of light

will illumine the tower of the Northern', the Trocadero will appear like some grand old feudal castle, whose outlines blaze with electric lights; powerful flash lights will flash from the top of the Masonic Temple miles out over the scintillating waves of the lake, and every great architectural wonder will serve as, the basis of some bright beacon and show that the spirit of Chicago never sleeps, and that the witchery of the night will outcharm the day in presenting attractions outside the wall 9 of the White City.

Steam on the Yukon.

It is announced that the Yukon River of Alaska is soon to be made a highway of commerce by the establishment on it of a regular service of side-wheel steamers. The first boat of the proposed line, now building, will run from St. Michael’s Island, fifty-five miles from the mouth of the Yukon, at which point it will connect with Norton Sound steamers, over 2,200 miles up the river. The fact that Alaska has the third—• possibly the second—largest river in North America is not often remembered. The new steamer, the P. B. Weare, will establish trading posts along the river, will trade in all kinds of merchandise, and the returns will be in gold dust and furs. It will carry a complete assaying outfit, and everything that a miner requires in taking out and testing valuable mineral. It will also take along a saw-mill to cut timber for trading stations. The frame of the Weare was laid and fitted at Seattle, and she will be put together at St. Michael’s Island. She will be 17 feet long, 28 feet beam and 4 feet deep. The Yukon is only navigable during July,vAugust and September, find it is thought that for the present probably blit three or four trips a year may be made.—Panama Star and Herald.

A Mild Keproof.

The other morning Jones turned up at the office even later than usual. His employer, tired of waiting for him, had himself set about registering the day’s transactions, usually Jones’ first duty. The enraged merchant laid his pen aside very deliberately, and said to Jones, very sternly indeed: “Jones, this will not do.” “No, sir,” replied Jones, gently, drawing off his overcoat, as ha glanced over his employer’s shoulder, “it will not You hare entered McKurken’s o - der in the wrong book. Far better to have waited till I came.*

WAS A WOMAN WARRIOR.

Hannah Snell, Who Fonght In Men's Clothes and Was Promoted. There have been many women warriors in the world, but tho Philadelphia Inquirer thinks it must he admitted that there have been very few whose deeds were such as to claim the admiration of the country for any great length of time. In the annals of woman’s warfare there are generally stories of over-zealousness, leading to fanaticism and subsequent punishment and disgrace. Seldom, indeed, has a woman warrior been gratefully recognized by the government of her country. Within the memory of our grandparents there lived in England a woman named Hannah Snell, who, when but a girl,

HANNAH SNELL (1040).

took the strange resolution of enlisting as a soldier. She served as a marine on one of the vessels of a fleet bound for the West Indies, and showed so much courage that she was repeatedly promoted. Her sex was unknown, and therefore it could never be claimed that Hannah Snell’s success was due to partiality or favoritism. Once, when dangerously wounded, she extracted the ball herself, fearing that she might be discovered and discharged. After long service she returned to her native home at Worcester, England, where her adventures soon became spread abroad. The government on investigation of her really great career granted her a pension of £2O. She died full of years and laden with honors in an inn near Wapping.

JEALOUSY AMONG SAVAGES.

How an African King Socks to Preserve His Family Honor. The green-eyed monster has a very firm hold upon the King of Mossi. Capt. Blnger, who has recently seen him, says that this peculiar African prince is perpetually unhappy over the thought that one or another of his wives may deceive him. Unfortunately ho is not able in his huts of straw to sequestrate the ladies of his household so effectively as is done in Oriental seraglios, and he has therefore resorted to extraordinary measures to preserve the fair name of his family. Capt. Binger says that this gallant potentate shaves the heads of his wives, tattoos their faces after a fashion that is not popular in his laud, and the more repulsive he can make them appear to others the better lie likes them. His methods seem well calculated to scare away unprincipled persons who might aspire to steal the affections of the royal ladies. We may well believe Capt. Binger when he says that the princesses of Mossi are the ugliest women in the land. Less than twenty miles east of the Panama Railroad, along the Gulf of San Bias, live a tribe of Indians who seem'to he as insanely jealous as the ruler of Mossi The Captain of the port of Colon has recently reported to the Colombian Minister of Finance that these Indians will not permit any foreigner to sleep in their villages, and it is one of their laws that should they be attacked and in danger of losing their lands they must kill all their women to prevent them from falling into the hands of the enemy; and the Captain adds that they probably would resort to this extreme if an attempt were made to seize their territory. Neither missionaries nor reformers of any sort have yet invaded these dark and'neglected places.

For Girls.

Any girl of 17 who Is not deformed can make herself attractive and even beautiful if she will, says a wellknown New York physician. A ligh.t course of gymnastics and plenty of outdoor exercise will make the figure round and elastic and develop the limbs. , Tight shoes, corsets, heavy veils and late hours must be discarded, and every effort made to avoid excesses and live in a rational manner. Those having a thick, oily skin, broken by pimples or comedones or black-headed worms, there is no other alternative but a careful diet, if they would have it grow smooth and fine-grained. But little butter must be eaten, and no fat meat, and the food consist for the most part of vegetables and fruit. A tablespoonful of sulphur in honey taken every other morning fora wdek, then omitted three mornings and taken agaip, will clear the complexion in a couple of mouths, but will probably make the black specks more numerous for a week or two. A mixture of powdered sulphur in diluted glycerine, rubbed on at night with the other treatment, will soon cause them to disappear. Wash off carefully in the morning with soap and water, in which there is a little ammohia. After this, if the face seems oily, wash it at night with spirits of camphor, reduced with half as much glycerine and a fewtlrops of ammonia. In the morning, bathe the face as before in water with ammonia in it, and after wiping it carefully, sponge it over with camphor and water, and in a short time the fairness of your complexion will delight you and surprise your friends.

Impressionism.

From an illustrated article on “Claude,” by Theodore Robiusou, in the Century, the following is Quoted: “One cause of the popular prejudice against impressionism is the supposed willful exaggeration of color. No doubt restrained, negative color pleases better the average mind, and only a colorist and searcher can use pure, vivid color with good effect,

as Monet certainly does. That there 11 more color in nature than tha average observer is aware of, I believe any one not color-blind can prove for himself by taking the time and trouble to look for it. It is a plausible theory that our forefather* saw fewer tones and colors than we; that they had, in fact, a simpler and more naive vision; that the modem eye is being educated to distinguish a complexity of shades and varieties of color before unknown. And for a comparison, take the sense of taste, which is susceptible of cultivation to such an extraordinary degree that the expert can distinguish not only different varieties and ages of wine, but mixtures as well; yet this sense in the generality of mankind, in comparison, hardly exists. In like manner a painter gifted with a fine visual perception of things spends years in developing and educating that sense; then comes the man who never in his life looked at nature but in a casu&l and patronizing way, and who swears he ‘never saw such color as that. Which is right, or nearest right? “Another cause has been its supposed tendency toward iconoclasticism and eccentricity. But in reality, while bringing forward new discoveries of vibration and color, in many ways the impressionists were returning to first principles. Monet’s ‘Boy tvith a Sword’ and the much discussed ‘Olympia’ may claim kinship with Velasquez for truth of values, and for largeness and simplicity of modeling, while the best Monets rank with Daubigny’s or, to go farther hack, with Constable’s art in their selfrestraint and breadth, combined with fidelity to nature.” '

Unintentionally Funny.

The making of jokes has come to he a recognized trade, but it is still true that the funniest things are those that are said unintentionally, especially by men who feel it their mission .to be eloquent. The New York Tribune brings together a few specimens of that peculiar form of ridiculous speech knows as anti-cli-max. It prevails in India among all classes, but is especially resorted to by natives who have occasion to petition Europeans for favors. Thus such a man will say: “Will the Presence, whose reputation for justice is known from the East to the West aDd whose countenance spreads joy among His inferiors, who are as the sands of the seashore, in number, graciously deign to take but an instant’s notice of him who has the delicious honor to name himself one of the most unworthy among the servants of the Protector of the Poor; and will the favorite son of the Lord of the Universe magnanimously overlook my amazing presumption in asking him for the payment of a bill of two annas for henfeed?”

The same thing is not unknown in the United States. A Florida police justice was trying to impress upon a prisoner who was to testify in his own behalf the solemn nature of an oath. Assuming the most pompous toDe he thus addressed him: “Prisoner at the bar! In taking this solemn oath to tell the truth and nothing but the truth, take care that you do not allow yourself to he tempted to commit a willful perjury. Remember that the eye of an all-see-ing Providence and the village, constable are upon you.” Another judge, in a rough and ready but ambitious frontier town, had occasion, or thought he had, to comment severely upon the heinous crime of horse-stealing, and thundered forth: “For century after century that dread command, ‘Thou sbalt not steal,’ has rolled along the ages. It is, moreover, a standing rule of this court, if not yet a by-law of our progressive and soon-to-he-incorporated city!" Ludicrous deliverances of a similar sort are common in advertisements, especially in those of a personal nature. Here is-one that appeared not long ago in a New York paper; “Willie, return to your distracted wife and frantic children! Do you want to hear of your old mother’s suicide? You will if you do not let us know where you are. Anyway, send back your father’s colored meerschaum.”

Motto on a Clock.

The following account of the origin of a well-known motto for a timepiece, whether true or false, is worth recording. Some years ago a new clock was made to be placed in the Temple Hall. When finished, the clock maker was desired to wait on the Benchers of the Temple, who would think of a suitable motto to be put under the clock. He applied several times, but without getting the desired information, as they had not determined on the inscription. Continuing to importune them, he at last came when the old Benchers were met in the Temple Hall, and had just sat down to dinner. The workman again requested to he informed of the motto; one of the Benchers, who thought the application ill-timed, and who was fonder of eating and drinking than inventing original mottoes, testily replied: “Go about your business.” The mechanic, taking this for an answer to his question, went home and inserted at the bottom of the clock, “Go about your business, and placed it on the Temple Hall, to the great surprise of the Benchers, who, upon coAidering the circumstance, agreed t!»at accident had produced a better motto than they could think of, and ever since the Temple clock has continued to remind the lawyers and the public to go about their business.—The Million.

Future of Castle Garden.

Castle Garden, in the Battery, New York City, once the home of grand opera, and the place of a national exhibition, and afterward the landing place of millions of immigrants, is now to become an aquarium. The Park Board has approved a bill to ho introduced in the Legislature appropriating $150,000 for the establishment of the aquarium.

Scheme for a New State.

Some tireless Eastern genius has eonceived the scheme of forming a new State out of tne northern section of Michigan, Wisconsin and Minnesota. To this he would give the name of Superior, not because of the peculiar character which would be supposed to attach to the district, but because it forms the lower fringe of Lake Suoerlor.

A TERRIBLE TALE.

And the Resultant Tragedy Was Left to the Imagination. Several gentlemen, sitting together in the smoking compartment of a Pullman car, fell to relating their experiences in railroad accidents. Pour or five adventures of the sort had been related, when an Englishman in the party declared that all these stories were as nothing compared with a railway tragedy in his own country, of which he had been an unwilling spectator. Of course he was at once called upon to tell the story. “Five years ago,” the Englishman said, “I took the 6 o’clock train one morning from Bristol to go to a town about twenty miles distant. It was a local branch road. As you are no doubt aware, the English locomotives are not furnished with comfortable cabs for engineer and fireman—or as we call them, the driver and the stoker—as yours are. Those two persons are practically out-of-doors. “Our train had gone on without incident for some miles, when I, who was in one of the foremost carriages, heard loud voices, apparently of persons in a violent quarrel, somewhere in front of me. I put my head out of the carriage window, and saw that the engine-driver and stoker were engaged in a fight on the engine. “Their angry words became fewer and fewer as their blows rained thicker and thicker upon each other. Finally they clutched in a desperate struggle. The driver seemed to be engaged in an attempt to force the stoker off the engine. “I shouted to the guard, but he was out of hearing in the after part of the train. Nearer and nearer the two desperate men came to the step of the engine. The driver gave his antagonist a desperate push; the stoker saw that he was gone, but clung to the driver. A last terrible struggle, and over both went to the ground. • “This .left the engine entirely unattended. Evidently the steam had been left fully turned on, for the train began to rush forward at an increasing rate of speed. On and on we went, at a pace which became terrible. No one could get to the locomotive, and no one knew how to handle it if he could have got there. “We whizzed past a station where we should have stopped, and caught glimpses of astonished faces looking at us. Past another station —past a third —past a fourth, on we whirled, at an even swifter speed. “Then we all knew that the next station was a terminus. When we reached that we should be hurled against a buffer, and the train would be wrecked. What was to be done? “Nothing was done. We plunged on and on. The terminus came into view. It came nearer and nearer, seeming to bulge swiftly into greater size as we bore down upon it. In a moment more " The door of the smoking compartment opened, and the porter called out, “Albany!” “Good-day, gentlemen!” said the Englishman, getting up quickly. “Sorry, but this is my station!” He disappeared, and the others in the smoking compartment never heard how the story came out.

NEW ORDNANCE FOR THE FAIR.

Mortar and Carriage of a Unique Type for the Government Exhibit. There was recently shipped from Providence, R. 1., for the Government exhibit at the World’s Fair a mortar and carriage of a new type. The pieces aTe somewhat 'unique in principle and construction. The ac-

NEW TYPE MORTAR AND CARRIAGE.

companying cuts represent them just as they will appear at the Exposition. The carriage beiDg fourteen feet in diameter, no railroad could take them out of New England on account of the low bridges, and it was found

TWELVE-INCH BREECH-LOADING MORTARS.

necessary to ship them to New York hy water, where they were reshipped on the Pennsylvania road to Chicago.

Two Weddings.

The late Duke Maximilian, father of the Empress of Austria, was one of the most simple and affable of men. One day, as he was traveling on the train between his country residence and Vienna, he fell into conversation with a banker from Stuttgart, “Are you going to Vienna?” asked the Duke. “Yes; to see my daughter. She has just been married.” “Ah!” said the Duke; “mine has just married, also, Was it a good match?” “Excellent! And that of your daughter?” “Not bad, either.” “My daughter married the Banker Goldschmidt.” “Mine, the Emperor of Austria.”

Could Then Lick Stamps.

The chance that General John Corse, who “held the fort” at Allatoona, and, after a terrible battle, declared that he could “lick all hell yet,” may again be appointed to office, recalls to the Boston Globe this incident: When he was made postmaster of Boston, the newspapers were full of stories of his valor, and scores of clippings were sent to him at his home in Winchester. Repetitions of the phrase just quoted were abundant. At length, one day, his wife, half in jest and half in a feeling of annoyance, said to the general: “There is one consolation at least, and that is you have got through licking all hell, and will occupy yourself for some time to come In licking postage-stamps. ”

NEEDLE WORK DAISIES.

A New Fad for Women of Leisure Who Know How to Embroider. Most amateur embroiderers seek jome kind of work that involves a small amount of trouble giving good results, and this is found in daisy embroidery upon soft white muslin of spotted patterns. The object is to convert these spots into flowers that

DAISY WORK ON FANCY MUSLIN.

more or less resemble daisies. Such spots as are dotted regularly over the muslin are easiest to manage, and therefore usually chosen. The following shows a more elaborate way of working the flowers when the spots are scattered among the details of a leafy, branching pattern. The spots are covered with French knots; the rays of the flowers are worked with spike stitches placed on each side of a straight line of split stitch. A good effect may also be gained by working these sections with feather veining, such as is used in many kinds of linen embroidery for the midribs of leaves and in similar places. This work is even prettier when a pale shade of pink or blue is used for the flowers than when the customary white filoselle is employed, which is rather apt to pass for a portion of the pattern already on the muslin.

The Marseilles Hymn.

The famous French national song had a singular origin. Early in 1792, during the first French revolution, a column of volunteers was aoout leaving Strasburg, and the Mayor gave them a banquet, and askedt.a young officer named Rouget de Lisle to compose a song in their honor. He consented, and in the course of a single night produced the song and the tune to which it is sung. It was received with great enthusiasm, and by its means the column was increased from 600 to 1,000. It was soon sung by the whole army of the north, but was still unknown in Paris. In July the youth of Marseilles were summoned to Paris, and they came singing this hymn. The Parisians were electrified, and they gave it the name of the “Marseillaise,” which it has borne ever since. It is sung with true French enthusiasm on every inspiring occasion. The following is a translaticfh of the hymn: TIIE MARSEILLES HYMN. Ye sons o t France, awake to glory! Hark, hark, what myriads hid you rise! Your children, wives, and grandsires hoary— Behold their tears and hear their cries! Shall hateful tyrants, mischief breeding, With hireling hosts, a ruffian baud, Affright and desolate the land. While liberty and peace lie bleeding? To arms! to arms! ye brave! The avenging sword unsheathe! March on! march on! all hearts resolved On victory or death! ‘•Now, now, the dangerous storm Is rolling, Which treacherous kings confederal” raise; The dogs of war, let loose, are howling. And, lo! our fields and cities blaze, And shall we basely view the ruin. While lawless force, with guilty stride. Spreads desolation far and wide, With crimes and blood his hands Imbruing? “With luxury and pride surrounding, The bold. Insatiate despots dare— Their thlrstof gold and power unbounded— To mete and rend the light and air. Like beasts of burden would they load us, Like gods would bid their slaves adore; But man Is man, and who Is more? Then shall they longe.* lash and goad us? “O Liberty, can man resign thee, Once having felt thy generous flame? Can dungeons, bolts, or bars confine thee Or whips thy noble spirit tame? Too long the world has wept, bewailing. That Falsehood’s dagger tyrants wied, But Freedom Is our sword and shield. And all their arts are unavailing.”

One Eminent Lawyer’s Fee.

The most eminent consulting lawyer of Paris at one time in the last century was the Abbe May. His opinion had great weight in forming the decision of the judges, and he was often consulted in important matters outside the law. His fee for an opinion was usually a large one. The story of one of his exceptional fees is related by M. de Bois Saint-Just in his history of Paris: g A cure from the country called on the Abbe one day, and after complimenting him with earnestness and sincerity on his creditable and deserved reputation, said that he was involved in a lawsuit which he did not understand. He asked the Abbe to advise him whether he was in the right or in the wrong, and whether he had better carry on the suit. So saying, he delivered to the great jurist an enormous package of papers covered . with almost illegible handwriting. The Abbe cheerfully accepted the task, and told the cure to call again in two weeks. He was pleased with the good, simple-hearted man, and devoted his best energies to clearing up the case, though he was obliged to put other matters aside in order to do so. The cure called on the day appointed, took the Abbe’s written opinion and read it through critically. He was delighted with the enthusiasm and clearness with which his rights were set forth. Embracing the Abbe gratefully, he cried: “Ah, monsieur, no one could be better pleased than I am, and I want you to be satisfied also. Here is my money, monsieur. Please take what is due you,” and he threw a 3-franc piece on the table. “Not to humiliate the good man, the Abbe picked up the coin, took 36 sous from his purse, and handed his client the change. Some one said, when he told the story, that as usual he had lost by his disinterestedness. “Lost!” said the Abbe. “And do you count the pleasure of telling the story nothing?"

OCR BUDGET OF FUN.

HUMOROUS SAYINGS AND DOINGS HERE AND THERE. Jokes and Jokelets that Are Supposed to Rave Been Recently Born—Sayings and Doings that Are Odd. Curious and Laughable. Sprinkles of Spice. Seal-fishing out of season is a skin game.—Pickyune. No, Maud, dear; Joan of Arc was not Noah’s wife. —Philadelphia Record. The collector will come round unless you keep him squared.—Elmira Gazette. Ox washday paterfamilias feels that he Is subject to wring rule.— Binghamton Leader. There Is some hope that the fashion magnates will stave off the hoopskirt.—Lowell Courier.

It really wasn’t a punster who introduced in the legislature a bill to cod-ify the fish laws. Cleveland Plaindealer. A little boy was asked what the Sunday school text was. He answered “Many are cold, but few are frozen.” —Newark Call. Dashway—l have just been up in the mountains for a little shooting. Cleverton—Any luck? Dashaway— One guide.—Life. “Do you enjoy your health?” “Of course. Did you ever know of any one who didn’t enjoy good health?” “Yes, the doctors.” —Quibs. “Jack Pendleton must have got married.” “What makes you think so?” “He has quit wearing creases ih his trousers.”—Exchange. Teacher —“ Now, Teddy, is Jerusalem a proper noun or a common noun?” Teddy—“ ’Tain’t either. It’s an ejaculation, mum.”—Truth. Many a mistress would like to command her servant to do this and that, but finds It difficult to rise to the point of order. —Detroit Tribune.

“I feel better about lickin’ this postage stamp, ” said the boy who had been sent to mail a letter. “It’s nearer my size.” —Washington Star. “Thrown Jack over, have you, Kitty?” “Yes.” “I thought you loved him?” “I did, but I discovered that he bought the candy he sent me at a grocery. ” —Buffalo Express. “I got a secrid,” said Molly. “My mamma says maybe if I’m awful good for a whole month papa ’ll try to have me eggztbited at the World’s Fair.”—Harper’s Young People. Barnes (laying,aside a letter) —I’d like t’ git this ’ere feller fer a hired man. Mrs. Barnes —Why, Josh? Barnes—’Cause he signs himself “Your obedient servant.”—Puck. Fond Papa “Tommy, you are learning rapidly. Now tell me what these figures on my new necktie are?” Tommy (reflectively) —“Wiggley things.”—The Clothiers’ Weekly.

“I knew he’d fall. He was awfully extravagant” “Wliat did he do?” “Why, he even went so far as to insist on boiled eggs for breakfast every morning. ” —Buffalo Express. Upson Downes — Parveneer believes in pruning his genealogical tree. Rowne de Bout—How is that? Upson Downes—He cuts his poor re-, lations when he meets them. —Puck. Jimmy —Papa took mo to the cathedral last Sunday, and they burned a lot of insects to make the place smell nice. Tommy—They must have been scentapede3.—Philadelphia Record. “Could you make it convenient to lend me SIOO, Jack?” “I don’t know. If I should lend it to you I should be a man of some distinction. ” “How is that?” “One out of a hundred.”— Yarmouth Item. Jeweler —“ You don’t need a key for that watch. Just turn the crown, so, and it will go.” Farmer Field—- “ Just like a durn caow, ain’t it? G-ive her tail a twist an’ she gits up and gits!”—Jeweler’s Weekly. “That is a pretty big buckwheat cake for a boy of your sizes” said papa at breakfast to Jimmieboy. “It looks big,” said Jimmieboy, “but really it isn’t. It’s got lots of porouses in it. ” —Harper’s Young People. A teacher was explaining to a little girl how the trees developed their foliage in the spring-time. “Ah, yes,” said the wee miss, “I understand; they keep their summer clothes in their trunks.”—Harper’s Bazar. “Did you write James Skidmore’s name on this note?” said the Judge to the prisoner accused of forgery. “I’d like to know, Judge,” replied the culprit, “if Jim Skidmore has a copyright on the letters as happens to form his name?’'—Savannah Press.

belave there’s foul play contemplated agin me at me service place,” said Bridget O’Rafferty. “Do they want to get rid of you?” “Oi ■sushpect that same. ” “Why?” “Ivery noight the missus do be givin’ me tickets to ride home on the trolley t*ailroad.”«—Washington Star. She —"As we are to be married in June, don’t you think you ought to begin to economize?” He—“Oh, I’ve begun already. That very thought occurred to me this evening as I was coming here.” She—“ What did you do?” He—“ Passed the candy store without stopping ” New York Weekly. She was hurrying along toward the railroad statson with her long gown dragging behind and in the way. “Good gracious, Mary,” angrily exclaimed her husband, “what did you ever wear that thing for?” She responded cheerfully, “I’m all right. I wore it so I’d be sure to get to the station before my train did.”—Detroit Free Press.

What the Named Mean.

The fashionable colors, or rather the fashionable-names for colors now in vogue, are: Angelique, a pale apple green. Beige, really a beige drab. Castor, a dark beige. Castile, a bright buff yellow. Coquelicot, a bright brick red. D’avolo, a bright cinnamon. Emerande, a brilliant emerald green. Foxine, a brilliant light crimson. Geranium, a pale geranium red. Mascotte, a medium moss green. Murie'r, an indefinite moss green. Paradis, a bird of paradise yellow. Pivoine, a deep metallic scarlet. Vareche, a deep moss green.