Democratic Sentinel, Volume 17, Number 21, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 9 June 1893 — Page 6

StljcfcmorrflHr Sentinel RENSSELAER, INDIANA. 3. W. McEWEN, - . - Fublishek

A FAMOUS FORTRESS.

GIBRALTAR ROCK AND ITS FAMOUS FORTIFICATIONS. Ik* Story of the Fort and the Town— The Climate and the People—Caverns end Passages— How the Great Batteries Are Placed. It’s an Impressive Sight. The famous reck and fortress of Gibraltar, when seen even from a distance, is very impressive, writes Hiram Powers, in the Chicago Inter Ocean. Three miles in length and about three-quarters of a mile broad, it stands out into the blue sea as a true “Pillar of Hercules,” a monument to the brave dead who fought in its defedse, and a mighty bulwark for its present British rulers. The rock is connected with the Spanish territory by a strip of land called the “Neutral Land,” so low that, when seen from the sea but a few miles off, the rock has the appearance of an island. It was just as August was taking its place in the calendar of 1892 that we approached it, after a pleasant passage across the Atlantic on one of the ocean greyhounds. It was about 10 o’clock in the morning; the ship’s orchestra struck up a lively air, while all the passengers crowded the decks to see this renowned fortress, and a beautiful sight it was, indeed. As far as the eye could reach there were countless sails, lit up to a dazzling whiteness by the rays of the morning ■un. On either side of us the mountains of Spain and Africa loomed up,

SIDE VIEW OF THE BOCK.

of a delicate pinkish purple color, which blended easily into the pearly tints'of that southern sky. But the great rock ahead and a little to the left of us was the cynosure of all eyes, as we gradually approached the outlines and details becoming more distinct, until tlmaliy we found ourselves gazing with wonder and awe at the stupendous fortifications and defenses of the place, or in admiration at the picturesque little town, lying at the foot and upon the side of the mountain. It would be impossible to describe the scene that lay before us, frowning and smiling at one and the same time. All were eager to set foot once more on land, and many were disappointed when our captain announced to us that we would only have threequarters of an hour on shore, as the vessel was already some twenty-four hours behind her previous record, and had to make it up between Gibraltar and Genoa. All our sorrows were soon drowned in the pleasure of sailing to land on rakish little boats, whose lateen sails made the trip but a short one. At the wharf we were greeted by a motley crowd of Arabs, Spaniards and English soldiery, each one staring at us in the peculiar fashion of his race, but as we had but little time to spare in gazing at them, every curiosity shop was soon invaded by anxious, jostling crowd of customers. The glimpse we had of the place itself left us the impression of a very closely built but clean town, with narrow, hot streets, rough cobble pavements, flat-roofed houses, mules, Arabs, fruit in abundance, an British soldiers without end. On the side of the rock stand the

EASTERS FRONT OF THE ROCK.

magnificent ruins of an old Moorish castle, built just below the famous rock galleries, which, by the way, face the land, and, with the exception- of being the means of communition from fort to fort, are of no use whatever in modern warfare. In the town, which is inhabited by a motley population of from 20,000 to 30,000 English, Spaniards, Jews and Moors, there are three principal parallel streets on which stand some very respectable English residences, a Catholic cathedral, three Jewish synagogues, and a great many small shops. Although there is no natural water supply on the peninsula, an immense water tank and sewerage system, lately established, would, make the town quite pleasant to live in were it not for the extreme heat. The climate of Gibraltar is not unhealthy, with the exception, perhaps, of a period between July and November, when it is dangerous for northern foreigners. Of the rock itself there was little to learn, except that the Sugar Loaf, the highest point, rises to a height of 1,439 feet above the waters in the Bay of Algesiras. The plans of the immense system of fortifications, whose bristling guns and gaping embrasures frowned down upon us. we were unable to get, owing to military policy, but this we could easily see, that the approaches, both from r tbe sea and .from the neutral land, are commanded by a great number, of very powerful batteries, and by forts tn themselves and in tbfelr

connection with each other! ti to make the rook fairly Impregnable with a sufficient garrison and store of provislona There Is little danger, however, that either of these will be wanting, for Gibraltar is garrisoned with a thoroughly efficient force of about 5,000 Infantry, with 1,000 artillery, and a large number of engineers. Immense stores of provisions, water, and munitions of war are constantly

maintained.' The rock galleries, before mentioned, with which the great rock is fairly honeycombed, are a series of caverns and passages, the largest of which, called the “Halls of St. Michael,” have an entrance 1,000 feet above- the sea. From these there are passages, some being quite roomy, others being narrow, through which it Is barely possible to creep. These descend to a depth of 500 feet below the entrance, at which point foul air bars further ingress, but the faint roar of the sea is plainly audible, which goes to show that these gloomy caverns have communication with the waves beneath. There Is a legend which, if true, confirms this theory: A party of tourists were being taken through these caverns, when one of their party, a beautiful English girl, in some way was separated from them, and her absence was not noticed until some time had elapsed. A thorough search was instituted, but without success, and in about a week’s time her lifeless body was discovered floating In the bay. She had probably wandered in the darkness into some cavity, from which she was dashed into the sea beneath. It is also rumored that these caverns were once the abode of a gigantic race of men whose bodies were covered with thick hair, but it is barely possible that the Barbary apes, living in a wild state on the upper portion of the peninsula, gave rise to this fancy. Gibraltar has a remarkable history. The terrible sieges it has withstood and the heroism of those whose duty it was to defend it are well known and will never be forgotten. The rock was known to the world at a very early period, and the name originated in the following manner: The Phoenicians called it “Alube,”

and the Greeks corrupted this name to “Calpe,” making it also one of the famous Pillars of Hercules, heyond which the world was thought to end. In the year 711 A. D. the Saracens under Tarif ben Tarca fortified it as a base of operations in their passage into Spain; the rock being a ready point of access from the Barbary coast. Gibraltar took the name of “Geb-el-Tarif” (hill of Tarif) from this leader, and of which name it is a corruption. The British have been unmolested in Gibraltar since 1783, and at the present day, as can be easily seen, England guards this spot with great care and constant vigilance. Batteries. in from the solid rock, bristle with artillery, and In every spot there is a sentinel. It, however, appears to be more a point of honor with the British that it be preserved to the crown than a matter of national importance, as the harbor is of little value, and, contrary to common belief, the fortress by no means commands the straits, which at their narrowest point are fully fifteen miles across. ip of war, a fleet of British' battle-ships could effectually bar passage of the straits with the aid of this immense fortress. We were told that every ode of the bakeries on the rock has & secret passage below the surface, through which troops can pass to almost any portion of the rock in complete se-

curity from the fire of an enemy. By this means forces can be rapidly concentrated in any particular spot, and a hostile storming party would meet with a very unexpected resistance. The harbor has a netting of submarine torpedoes and mines, which would also make it very warm for an enemy’s vessels were they to venture within its limits. Atlhe highest point of the rock

'there is a small watch tower, from which a magnificent view is said to be had. We counted forty-three British flags floating In the breeze from different fortifications, and the town nestling below these seemed to have an air of confident security, with its queer streets and buildings. The shops in Gibraltar were very unique, being small and having mostly Spanish sign-boards. We bought in one of them some beautiful filigree brace-

THE HARBOR—SPAIN.

lets in which various colored stones were set, also some spoons and fans on which there were pictures of the rock or similar designs. They make bracelets out of finely carved bits of the rock, which Is, by the way, composed mostly of a kind of gray marble. We had to be very cautious in making our purchases, for we soon found out that the shop-keepers will cheat foreigners if they are given half a chance On every street we saw quaint little stands, shaded by gaudy umbrellas. at which large quantities of the most delicious fruit were on sale, and which seemed to keep fresh, notwithstanding the blazing heat of the sun. As Gibraltar is a free port, tobacco and, in fact, almost everything is very cheap. It is said that the place swarms with Spanish smugglers, who pass their contraband goods into .Spain during the nighttime, often having desperate encounters with the Spanish coast guards We were pointed out a number of small, dirty sailboats, having a very peculiar shape and lying close to the dock. The word “contrabandista” (smuggler) was mysteriously whispered into our ears. The speed of these tmats in a good wind is very great. We saw several of the same build go by, and they glided ' swiftly along, apparently scarcely touching the water. Close to our steamer lay an Italian war vessel, on which numberless pieces of linen flapped in the breeze, giving it more tbe appearance of a laundry yard than a man-of-war. In the harbor were to be seen the great ships of almost every nation, contrasting by their more somber appearance with the brightly colored sails of the lighter Spanish craft which plied to and fro over the blue

LAST VIEW OF GIBRALTAR.

surface of the bay. It was finally time for us to tear ourselves away from this interesting scene, and after an exciting race between our boat and another, also laden with the ship's passengers, and after being fairly bathed in glittering spray, we reached the side of our great ocean, monster. It was none too soon, for hardly had we bundled ourselves and our purchases on board than our whistle began to blow, and the ship slowly steamed out of the harbor. In order to begin our voyage on the Mediterranean we had to make almost a complete circuit of the mountain, thus giving us an ample view of it from all sides. On the portion which faces the Mediterranean it is evident that a huge landslide once took place, for the top is very sharp and ragged, and it slopes but little until it reaches the sea. On this side, however, it is not solid rock, but earth or fragments of stone. The light of the sun and the ethereal gray mists around the mountain made some exquisite effects of light and shade as we gradually left this wonderful spot far behind us on the horizon.

Is it the newspapers ortho theaters that have changed the character of provincial - amusements? Lectures are not very popular in small towns any more, because the people are pretty well informed by the papers on

GIBRALTAR FROM LIMA.

topics that lectures used to treat. .The rustics hear much of plays and farces and want to see them. The old panoramas, containing “half a mile of painted canvas,” the old dioramas, with moving figures, seem to have lapsed into absolute desuetude. Order may he heaven’s first law, but it isn’t the short-term order.— Lowell Courier.

What Causes the Change?

In Sheep's Clothing.

By Capt. Ormond Steele

CIIAPTER XXl—Continued. Dinah pointed her staff in the direction she wished them to take; but Old Somonk, the only one that was not In an attitude to start right off, called out: “We were left here by the chief, and told to stay as we value our lives. “Hold!” cried Untilla in clear, silvery tones, “ (Incas, chief of the Montauks, is at this moment in tho settlements of the whites, and he cannot command. I am his sister; I am Untilla, a descendant gt the mighty Wyandauch, and, in my brother’s absence, my word Is law. I command you to leave hero at once, and open not your lips about what has happened till my brother or I bid you speak.” While Untilla was speaking, Old Somonk’s wife secured her pot; and now she headed the procession that marched off at the bidding o< the princess. The Indians were out of sight in a few minutes, and then Dinah’s manner changed like magic. Tho trappings of the priestess had answered her purpose, so she threw them off, and, going to the vault, she seized the flat stone that answered for a door, and rushed in. Untilla was close behind her. The light was dim, as compared with the glaring sunlight without, but was still sufficient to enable them to distinguish the bed, and on it the form of a man. “We must get ’im out, honey,” said Dinah. “Tink ye kin lift de half?” “Yes, Dinah; if need be, I can carry him alone,” replied Untilla. One seized the head of the bed and the other the foot, and in a few minutes they had carried Ralph Denham from the vault and placed him in the shadow of a tree. With amazing quicknoss, the old woman drew the cover from his face. Except that it had a flushed, pained expression, as of one trying to break a bond by a tense physical effort, or to rally failing memory by an effort of will, it looked very natural". Dinah was now all activity. She tore open his coat and underclothing, till his white breast was exposed, and against this she pressed the side of her face, increasing its blackness by the strange contrast.

She remained in this attitude so long that Untilla, unable to suppress her anxiety, called out: “Dinah, Dinah! tell me if he will live; ” “He ’pears strong, but he’s droogid. Ha, I knowed he was droogid, or dead.” “An i he’ll live, Dinah?” Untilla was beside him, chafing the strong hand, which the sun had bronzed to a hue mtfch darker than her own. “W’e’ll fotch ’lm to. Doan’t skeer, honey. Dr. Hedges he sez Dinah’s sham; now you see wat Dinah know.” The old woman removed the white turban from about her head, and handing it to Untilla, told her to wet it at a neighboring spring, and then fasten it about the captain's brow. While Untilla was doing this, Dinah took off Ralph’s shoes and stockings, and running back to the lire, took therefrom the pot of herbs. Tearing off part of her dress, just as if she carried it for surgical purposes, Dinah took the herbs, now steaming hot, and bcund them about the captain’s leet.

He moved as if tho heat gave him pain, and he heaved a long sigh. Dipping one of the unused herbs in the liquor in the pot, Dinah skillfully pressed open the Captain’s mouth and teeth, and, by means of the moistened herb, slowly dropped several spoonfuls of the liquor into his mouth. To her great joy, she saw by the movements of his throat that be was swallowing, and that with each effort ihe pained, intense expression on his face gave way to one of peaceful rest. They kept up their efforts for an hour, when Dinah said: “Now let him rest a wile. ” “And then you think he will be better?” “Den we can wake ’em an gib ’im suthin’ to eat. Massy, won't 'e be s’prised when ’e does wake up en see whar ’e ez.” They walked back to the fire, and Dinah took from the bottom of the wonderful basket some large green leaves, inside of which -were a trout a.nd a fat woodcock, both ready for the lire. “Now, honey,” said Dinah, pointing to the articles of food, “dem tings’ll taste better es you cook ’em.” “But will lialph be able to eat?” “A man ez can’t eat ain’t got long to lib; well tempt 'im, honey,” replied Dinah. The old woman lit a short black pipe and smoked while she watched the beautiful Indian girl preparing the meal for Ralph Denham. When the woodcock and trout were done to a turn and placed on the corn cake which answered for an edible dish, Dinah knocked tho ashes from her pipe and said, as she rose briskly to her feet:

“Now I’ll see ’o 'e ’pears.” rntilla watched tho old woman, and in her anxiety was about to to.low, when she saw Ralph’s hand thrown up and pressed to his eyes, as when men rouse from a long sleep. Before Dinah could reach him, Ralph Denham was sitting up. Then he turned bis head, looked about him, and pressed his bands to his eyes, as if to stop the dream that haunted him into wakefulness. The old woman, with that rare penetration that distinguished her, divined the trouble. Running up to Ralph from behind, she laid both hands on his shoulders, and said, in her most cheerful accents: “ ’Taint a dream, Ralph Den’ara; yer heah wid me en b'ntilla. Ye bin rackt. u ait till I put on yer shoes en stockin’s, en I’ll tell ye ’bout it.” She could not have lit on more appropriate words. Ralph Denham, in his own sea experience, had known of men who lay down calmly in bunk or hammock on shipboard, and woke up on a strange strand with „ strange faces about them. Men, who frequently act bravely and conspicuously on occasions of great danger, have not the slightest recollection of their acts, when the danger and excitement are over. Something Ike this flashed through Ralph Denham’s mind, as with his eyes closed he threw himself back on his couch, while Dinah put on his shoes and stockings. “Last night I took too much wine on the Wanderer. She must have been wrecked off Montauk Point, after the rudder was repaired, and in some way I Was rescued; and here I am among old triends.*

“Dar, de shoes am on,” said Dinah, gleefully. “Now, try en walk to de flata, where Untilla’s got somethin’ to eat” Dinah gave him her hand, and he grasped it in affection, rather than with any thought of wanting its support. He was stiff and sore, and when he gained his feet, he staggered, and would have fallen, had not a lithe,' strong form sprang to his side, and thrown one arm about him. “Untilla,” he whispered. “God bless you, Untilla!" They led him over near the fire, and made him sit down, with his back to a tree. “Where are the rest?” he asked, glancing about him, with an expression, half-awe, half-wonder, on his handsome face. “Am I the sole survivor? How did I get here?” “Wait, honey, en arter a bit I’ll tole ye.. But now I’ll say dat de Fader of de lan' en water, en of all de worls, de Fader dat save ye from de waves in de pas’, hez now saved ye from de chief of de Montauks,” said Dinah, standing behind him, and smoothing Lack his curly brown hair, She had often stroked it when it hung in golden ringlets to his shoulders, in the days beyond his memory, in that other Long Island that was his home. “The Wanderer is wrecked,” he said looking appealingly at Untilia, who was fanning him with a bunch of graceful ferns. “Not that; wait and we will tell you,” said Untilla. “But how did I come here? Speak, I am strong enough to hear; or, if you have aught to communicate, that you think would unnerve me at this time, let me assure you that my anxiety to hear it frets me more keenly than anything you can say.” “I 11 tell ye; but mebbe fust it’d be mo’ bettah es ye was to tell us all ye kin rekmimbah sense ye lef Sag Harbor on dat ship,” said Dinah, squatting on the ground, where his eyes could rest on her.

Captain Denhanj stroked his forehead, and briefly recounted everything, up to the breaking of the ruddor chain and his going to sleep. “En dat’s all ye know?” “That’s all, Dinah.” “Den ye mus’ hov bin a sleepin’ nigh goin’ on to six days.” "What!” he exclaimed. “Of co-az we does not know; but I’ll tell ye wot me en Untilla does know, foh we’vobeeu watchin’ foh dat ship to come back, and I never ’spected she’d bring Balph Den’am back to land.” Then, with great precison, Dinah told nil she knew, but she profaced her recital of the present case by telling Balph the story of his early life, substituting, with nice art, another name, and somewhat dissimilar conditions. With rare skill, she told of the part Fox played, and how Uncas was to complete his work. Without disclosing her own sources of information—he could imagine them 1 —she told of everything that had transpired among the Montauks and at Sag Harbor, in which he could have interest, up to the last night. “And you say a letter is said to have been sent by me from New York to Sag Harbor, telling Mr. Hedges to turn over the command of the Sea Hawk to this man?” asked Balph, still pressing his eyes, as if determined, by will-power, to dispel an illusion. “Dat is wot I say, en de Wandrah’s now at Sag Harbor.” “My God, the man’s name can’t be Fox.” “En it ain’t,” chuckled Dinah. “His name’s Captain William Kidd.” “Captain Kidd!” Balph Denham’s eyes flashed like, fire, and, with an energy that was miraculous, he leaped to his feet. “Dat’s de man; I know ’im.” Without heeding Dinah’s words, Balph Denham raised his clenched hands aoove his head and cried out; “Oh, I have been a blind fool. Why did I not act on my suspicions, and not from the promptings of my heart? I dreaded the man, and yet I had no proof. I must away at once. The Sea Hawk, my honor, must be saved, or I die in the attempt." He would have dashed off through the woods at once, but Untilla raised her hands before him and he stopped, with his head bowed. “I have a boat and strong rowers awaiting you beyond the cliff. Come with us, and before the sun has been down an hour you shall be in Sag Harbor.” “En Uncas ’ll see a ghost. Ha, ha! Wait, honey; de ind ain’t yet.” Under the cliffs, about a mile from this point, they found a canoe awaiting them, manned by six powerful Montauk rowers. Into this Balph Denham got, and Dinah and Untilla followed.

CHAPTER XXII. SAG HARBOR BECOMES WILDLY - EXCITED, AND THE CONTAGION REACHES THE SURROUNDING ISLANDS. Captain Ealph Denham Jiad passed through an ordeal that would have piostrated an older, or less vigorous man. Indeed, if it had not be“en for the mental excitement under which he was now laboring he could not have kept up. He sat back In the canoe, watching the rowers as, with regular sweeps, they plied their paddles, and flew across the shadows near the shore. Quick as was their speed, it was too slow for him. At moments, he woulu close his eyes, and try to reason that it was all a dream, and that he would wake up to find himself on board the Wanderer, in New York harbor, for it was expected the ship would reach that port the morning after leaving Montauk Point. But Dinah’s voice, as she spoke in low tones to Untilla, recalled him to a full sense of s he wakeful reality of his position.

Dinah’s voice, with her strange acl cent and earnest manner; it seemed to i him that all his earliest recollections wero associated with that voice, j Memory could not carry him back be- ] yond a time when it was not familiar, ■ &nd often since reaching manhood, when wondering if ever the veil would be lifted ! from the mystery of his early life, the thought would come to him, and his reason would weigh it and reject it, that the old woman would explain it all. So great was the speed made by the rowers that before dark Ealph Denham could see away to the westward the outlines of his own and Fox’s ships. Shortly after dark the men at thepad- | dies, acting under the instructions of j Untilla, direct?dtheir canoe into a little , cove and made a landing, j “Why not keep straight on to the i town?” asked Ealph. “Wait till I send back the canoe and I | will explain,” replied Untilla. She went back to the canoe, spoke to the Montauks in their own language, and they at once pushed out the canoe, and started back to the point from which they had come. They were still on the land of the Montauks, and near by there was a fishing hut which was frequently occupied by the chief. To this Ealph Denham followed Untilla and old Dinah. The place was provided with seats and a rude couch, and after carefully : closing the door Dinah made a light on 1 the hearth, and said-

“It 'pears to me Itke ye don’t seem to •ee as dar’s a sight of trouble on han’.* “I assure you, Dinah, I fully appreciate that, and hence my anxiety to get on board of my ship,” replied Balph. “Now, jes’ let me ’splain ’ow I feels 'bout dat,” said -the old woman, coming nearer, and adding force to her words by her quick, nervous gestures. “En she’ll bar me out in Bayin’ dat I’m jes’ ’bout right. En wen ye’ve heard me, den es ye sez don’t keer, I’se gtiin’ ’board any ’ow, wy, den ye’ll go, dat’s all.” “Go on, Dinah; I will listen,” said Balph, crossing his arms and letting his chin rest on his breast, Dinah used no long words; she only knew a few of that character, and she was never quite certain that she comprehended the n. Now, she wanted Balph Denham to understand her distinctly, and not to be diverted from her reasoning by any unusual address in her speech. Her vocabulary was limited to words | of one syllable, which she invariably j mispronounced She seemed to prefer I arranging them in ways that assured their inaccuracy from a grammatical standpoint; yet she never left her hearer in doubt as to her meaning. Again sho rehearsed all that had taken place in Sag Harbor during Kalph’s absence. She showed him that his friends believed he was in New York, that one of his foes at least—Colonel Graham—believed that he was dead, and that the others arrayed against him were sure he was in their power. Dinah went on to show him that neither friend nor foe looked for him in Sag Harbor, at this time, and that if he were to enter the town at once, Fox, who was in virtual command of both ships, not only could, but would have him killed at once, and so defeat the object, which Balph himself rtad in view. This, and much more, she advanced, in her quick, earnest way. closing by saying that she and Untilla would go to the town at once, find Mr. Hedges, and Valentine Dayton, quickly tell them the whole situation, and bring them to the Captain, who, after a conversation with them, would know how to act. Balph Denham was burning with anxiety , to bo away, yet he was impressed by Dinah’s reasoning and Untilla’s pleadings; aDd he saw that they were right. “Very well, how long will you be gone?” he asked. They told him they would return ae soon as they found the officers they went in search of; they would be back by midnight, certainly by daylight. “But you leave me unarmed," he said. “Ah!” exclaimed Untilla, “I came near forgetting what has been on my mind ever since we came here.” She stepped on a bench, and reaching up to a few boards that made a little loft above the fire-place, she brought down a belt and handed it to Balph. It contained two fine pistols, a dagger with a horn hilt, and pouches well lilled with powder and ball. “You see.” said Balph, as he strapped the belt about his waist, “there is no knowing who may pay me a visit while you are gone. ” They assured him that there was no danger of any one’s coming, and then shaking his hand again and again, they left him alono in the hut. |TO BE CONTINUED. 1

Right or Left Handed.

The despised left hand makes good its claims in many cases to be the defter of the two. The fingers that touch and adjust with such nicety the strings of the violin are surely as cunning as those that move the bow. The hand that guides the reins and steers with exactness the horse through the crowded streets is quite as cunning as, one might say much more than, the hand that wields the whip. But great is fashion, unanswerable is theory. It would appear that as life becomes more and more complex we are becoming more and more specialized, and the difference between our limbs is encouraged, rather than hindered, by every pair of scissors turned out at Sheffield, by every screw made in Birmingham, and by every slap given to the young offending fingers that would dare to shake hands incorrectly. It is curious to notice the vagaries of humanity in cases where no hard and fast line Las been already drawn. Although most right-handed persons put on their coats left arm first, a considerable percentage thrust in the right first. Soldiers fire from the right shoulder, but sportsmen are found who prefer the left. In working with the spade a proportion of right-handed men grasp the spade with the left and push with the left foot and right f hand; though when using an axe the same individuals would grasp furthest down witb the right. The Persians mount their horses from the right side, which is the different side from that mounted by Europeans. The buttons on coats, etc., are placed on the right side and the shed of the hair in boys to the left, evidently to suit manipulation by the right hand. The great philosopher Newton records that at first he confined his astronomical observations to his right eye, but afterward he managed to train his left. But there are persons who could not do this, owing to the unequal strength of their eyes. Strange to say, the Chinese assign the place of honor to the left.

How to Put On Gloves.

The length of time a pair of kid gloves will wear depends very much upon the way they are put on, especially the first time. Never put on a pair of now gloves in a hurry; take plenty of time and keep . cool. It is of great importance that the hand should remain dry and cool and be perfectly clean. It is well to dust it with a little plain rice powder to this end. Work the fingers well down before you put in the thumb, work the thumb in slowly, and then the rest of the hand; begin at the second button and ascend, then return to the first button, which will now fasten easily without breaking or stretching the buttonhole. Your hand will frequently be moist with perspiration when about to remove the gloves; in this case pull 1 them off wrong side out, so that the | moisture can evaporate. When quite ! dry, turn the fingers and smooth the j gloves into shape, laying them in a box or other receptacle long enough to receive them, except in the case of | evening gloves, which may be folded ' half way up the arm. Another way to make gloves last is to buy them large enough. A glove that is too tight presses the hand out of shape and makes it red, and is always in bad taste. Bracelets should no more be worn over gloves than should rings.—Albany Cultivator. Satan never could have brokpn into the Garden of Eden with a man on watch.

HUMOR OF THE WEEK.

STORIES TOLD BY FUNNY MEN OF THE PRESS. Many 044, Carious, ud Uifhiblt Phase! of Homan Mature Graphically Portrayed by Eminent Word Artists ol Our Ucru Day. Tea-Table Talk. The quinine manufacturer seldom complains of his bitter lot —Buffalo Courier. "When the goat tackled the can of dynamite you ought to have seen the butter fly.—Binghamton Leader. Poet “The manuscript of my poems is illegible; 1 must copy them. ” “What, again?”—Fliegende Blaetter. The Idea that a man in love has a far-away look in his eyes probably originated in crinoline times.—Washington Star. Lawyers get . rich minding other people’s business, but that’s no excuse for ordinary busybodies.—Somerville Journal. No wonder people can't understand finance when it’s alleged the more gold goes abroad the closer it gets.—Philadelphia Times. “There’s wan unjoost thing about ar-rmy pinsions,” said Pat. “Them as lives gets it all and them as dies gits lift.”—Harper’s Magazine. The Western Version.—St. Peter —“Did you try to live up to the golden rule?” Chicago man—“ Yep; I tried to do others before they did me. ” Puck. Aron “Bingley’s wife doesn’t prove to be all that he fancied she was.” Bee—“ Very likely; he got her at a bargain counter.” —Boston Transcript. “I think the point well taken,” raid Nupoppe softly to himself as lie stepped off the inevitable midnight tack without so much as a single . Brown—“ Mrs. J. appears to be Incensed against her laundryman.” Jones—“ Yes; you see he ironed her skirt plain and ruffled her temper.” —Binghamton Leader. Wife—“l have just been to the dentist’9 and had a tooth drawn.” Husband (heaving a sigh)—“Lucky tooth! It is now beyond the reach of your tongue.”—De Sobremesa. “There must be a wonderful amount of electricity in strawberries.” “Nonsense, man; why?” “You try pricing a box and see if you don’t feel shocked. ” —Chicago Inter Ocean.

“Why, what’s the matter with the bey?” “I wuz a seein’ how many animals from my Noah’s ark I could hold in my mout’, an’ I’ve been an' swallered a giraffe an’ a zebra!”— Life. “I shall treat him in the most distant manner,” she said, indignantly. “How will you do it?” asked her brother. “I’ll never speak to him except over the telephone!”—Washington Star. Merchant—“ This style of hat will make your husband’s face look very wide. ” Wife—“ That’s why lam getting it; his face always looks so awfully long after Christmas.”—Chicago Inter Ocean. New Haven would have been without bread for some days past, owing to a strike of her bakers, had not men from other cities been obtained to supply her kneads.—Philadelphia Ledger. At the Theater. —Hicks—“What do you think of Strideabout’9 performance? He tells me he committed his part in half a day.” Wicks —“H’m! Don’t you think be ought to be committed himself?” He —“ Jerusalem! What made you offer prizes? They’ll cost a fortune.” She—“ Pshaw, we don’t have to get any; they were to be given to the woman who didn't ask what’s trumps. ” —Chicago Inter Ocean.

Solicitous Friend—“lf you are determined in your intention to go upon the stage, I hope it is at least with a high aim.” Mrs. De Yoors—“Don’t worry about that. 1 can kick three feet over my head and not half try. ” Miss Fuzzie—“l want to break my engagement with Mr. Sappie, but I don’t know how to do it without driving the poor fellow to suicide.” Little Brother—“ Why don't you let him see you in curl-papers?”—Good News. Doctor—“ Well, my fine little fellow, you have got quite well again! I was sure that the pills I left lor you would cure you. How did you take them, in water or in cake?” “Oh, I used them in my pop-gun.”— Tit-Bits. Teacher What is the golden text? Dick Hicks—ls the servant greater than his master? Teacher— How is the question answered? Dick Hicks raised.—Browning, King & Ca’s Monthly. “Pray,” inquired one minister of another, “seeing so many ladies attend your church, why do you invariably address your congregation as ‘dear brethren?’ ” “Oh, the reason is easily given,” he replied, “the brethren embrace the sisters. ” —TitBits. Storekeeper—You won’t suit me if you’re not married. Young man Why do you prefer your clerks to be married? Storekeeper Because I find the married ones are never in such a rush to close up at night and leave me as the single ones are.— Brooklyn Life. Littve Johnny Mrs. Talkemdown paid a big compliment to me to-day.. Mother—Did she, really? Well, there's no denying that woman has sense. What did she say? Little Johnny—She said she didn’t see how you came to have such a nice little boy as I am. —Good News. The printing-press on which Benjamin Franklin worked as a journeyman printer in 1725 was very little improved until 1817, when George Clymex, of Philadelphia, invented the “Columbian” press. It was the first important improvement. In 1829 Samuel Bust invented the “Washington” press, which superseded others for a while. With that machine a good workman could turn off 2,000 sheets a day. It was a good day’s work when Franklin’s old pres* nave 250 impressions.