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1IFE AND SOCIETY. •nwH4*:« Women, Marriage and Luxury.

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DOVE'S POWER.

If I were blind, and thou sliouldst enter E'er so softly In the room, I should know it,

I should feel it. Something subtle would reveal it, And a glory round thee center That would lighten up the gloom. And my heart would surely guide me With Love's second-sight provide me, One amid the crowd to find,

If I were blind!

If 1 were deaf, and thou hadst spoken Ere thy presence I had known, I should know it,

I should feel it, Something subtle would reveal it, And the seal at once be broken By Love's liquid undertone. Deaf to other, stranger voiees, And the world's discordant noises— Whisper, wheresoe'er thou art, 'Twill reach my heart!

If I were dead, and thou should venture Near the coffin where I lay, I should know it,

I should feel it, Something subtle would reveal it, And no look of mildest censure Rest upon that face of clay. Bhouldst thou kiss me, conscious flashes Of Love's lire through Death's cold ashes Would give back the cheek its red,

If I were dead. —Josepheine Pollard,in the Century.

Making Pin Money.

New York World.

The feminine imagination is distinctively fertile in resources. Hemmed in, hampered and hedged about as women are in the matter of earning a livelihood, they are often ingenious in finding industries to a degree that is astonishing. The universal wail that comes from womankind is "How shall I earn money?" The outlet for either activity or genius with them is bitterly narrow. Thousands of women in ever city who have enough to eat, plenty of fine things to wear, perhaps, and are certain to he cotnfortably housed, yet plan and devise and dream of ways of earning a little money which shall be their own to disburseas they wish,and "no questions asked." Women have shot madly out of their "spheres"— that prescribed orbit permitted by fogydom—to attempt anything that promises them money of, their own earning. "The general and intense thought which impecunious or restless femininity has put upon ways and means of swelling the exchequer has developed some curious expedients in the monetary line. Women try unheard of experiments to make money, and though often with pitiable results, the certain consequences of desperate or ill-timed measures, quite as often with rare and radient success.

One that has grown to be a recognized business, extensively pursued, though on the sly, is the practice^ of taking women and children out to ride at a price per hour far below anything the livery stables offer. As this business is almost exclusively monopolized by ladies who toil not, neither do they spin,

far as the world knows, it lias

gained but little publicity. Frequent advertisements similar to the following appear in the newspapers, but always signed simply by an initial: "NOTICE

INVALIDS—A lady will

take an invalid lady or a child for a drive in the park or elsewhere as often as desired for small compensation. Address Y. 70, &c."

Every issue of such advertisement in fair weather is apt to bring several answers. To these the female Jehus reply in person at the modest figure of 50 cents an hour. Their phretons are generally stylish and well-kept and their horses handsome, if not the most manageable in the world._ They array themselves in modish driving costumes and rein up in front of the house designated in the note of responso to the advertisement, quite as nonchalantly as though their "fares" were friends of years' standing. They know nothing of the person they take out, and their "fares know nothing of them. All women affect the severest propriety in regard to whom they are seen with in public. That it is an afltectation with inanv of them iB proven by the readi ess "with which they are willing to drive out with somebody who may be anything but congenial or even reputable, when the chance of earning a little money on the sly presents itself.

One of the grimmest guardians of an ely aristocratic "set" may often be se&k-bo^wling through the parks with her invalid (at fifty cents an hour) propped up by her side. She meets her fashionable friends occasion

ally,

of course, but Bhe whips up and cuts by them with a showy bow, and those who are not posted as to all the uses to which a private carriage may be put, naturally suppose the two ladies are friends.

Not

infrequently a driver is an adunct of the occasion but the wool is pulled over his eagle eyes, and he never dreams that he has been a party to a petty money transaction. Feminine tact ban even "bamboozle

the

shrewdest of menials. Sometimes the fair owner of the carriage is the wife of a man of means, never dreams that she has gone into the hack business. If shi heard of him joining the formidable phalanx of "coachees," even in disguise, she would consider the family ruined. If he was compelled to do it, it is doubtful it she would look at it in any other than a fretful and complaining light This is to be infered from the style of criticisms women of ordinary minds ,ass upon that chapter of Charles eade's "Simpleton," which represents the patient husband of the simpleton as playing the part of hackman on Sunday nights as a matter of grim nenuutv They seldom see the heroism and unselfishness of the act, but say, "Deer me! how could he do such a thing? I should have been ashamed of him if I had been his wife.

Down town, busy with the work of the day, comfortable in mind in regard to the financial barriers which stand between him and discomfort, the busimver dreams th.t wife running an invalid omnibus line. If he heard of it his astonishment would be boundless. Very naturally lie would wonder what she did it for. "Hadn't she money enough? A\ asn she provided for? Quite likely, tivesvary, even in the livery business. Perhaps she had all the money she asked for and none that she (lld"0 ask for, and wanted a little fund that was all her own. Perhaps she wanted to enjoy the novel pleasure of earning money. Women who have never worked for money put a romantic value on the privilege. In these days of women in business and in the professions they see many examples of women who support themselves and do it well, and the idlers envy them in their abilitj and independence.

Often when women have no other cause for restlessness and sentimental melancholy they fancy that being a cipher is the root of their grief. They long to be figures, or think they do, which is all the same.

One of these butterfly philosophers talking to a friend of herown sex, who was familiar with the pleasures of selfindependence, said: "How I envy vour ability and activity. It I could only do some one thing anddo it well —if it is was only to iron shirto-I believe I would be happier, fetill the desire was a mere momentary whim, else she would have set about ironing shirts at home and might soon have learned to iron them well.

Another, after veare of longing for a profitable range of action, earned a few dollars bv literary work, and so intense was her delight, and so much brighter looked these than all othej dollars, that, she had one attached to a ring and with great pride displayed it the l'.rt flol'nr she ever earned

A a !*y of this city, who does noihiim in particular, and whose father works on a salary, and not ala^ge one either took it into her banged ana vacant head that life without a horse and buggy was an empty and hollow onir The fathering an easy-to-be-entreated man, prwured the modest turn-out ata sacrifice. personal comfort, and the yonng lady career as a Jehu began. one

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went into the business of "airing invalids" wiili great spirit. She knew she could "pay the Horse's board and make a lot of pocket money besides." A private hack for invalids was the royal road to fortune, in her opinion. She adveitised and started iuto the novel industry at once. fciie spent the inost of every fair day trundling over •.he ciiy and creaking through the parks with invalids, and in her busiest weeks never earned more than paid the horse's expenses. Of course her time counted nothing. It would have been nothing anyhow, but it was an idle and foolish way to spend it.

Many of the women who take to this method of slaughtering time live in boarding houses, and beyond keeping their bodies arrayed like Solomon_ in all his glory, have absolutely nothing to do. Usually they have no children, and the poodle, which is the recipient of their maternal caresses, is benefitted by the ride.

All women like to drive, partly because they have a genius for the whiphand, and partly because it is a showy and easv way of spending their time. As a general thing they know but little about the ethics of driving, and were it not for the rare sense of the equine race every woman that ever slapped a line on a horse's shuddering back would be instantly ground to pieces.

A nervous invalid is not likely to be largely benefitted by a ride which is governed by an

ordinary

Ample proofs have been given since the advent of that innocent little capote bonnet, which first fired the English milliners' heart with revolt, that the princess is determined on a new order of things and that her example is already doing its perfect work. She appeared in a white muslin dress, simply trimmed with lace, and wearing a a small white bonnet, at the «arden party given by the prince and herself at Marlborough. The ladies in attendance, for the most part, were attired in short morning dresses. The princess and daughters wore crimson cashmere dresses with Jersey bodices, black silk stockings and high boots. At the Goodwood meeting, where heretofore plain toilets have been few and far between, the princess wore a dress of daik, navy-blue silk, exceedingly plain and devoid^cf ornamentation, and a black straw bonnet simply adorned with a small plume of bright Bcarlet feathers. Even when the occasion is such as to demand an elegant toilet, simplicity of style characterizes it. An instance of this is the toilet worn by the same royal lady at at the recent drawing-room, where she presided. This was of white velvet and white satin trimmed with small pearls the train was of the same materials and drawn together with white roses resting on green leaves.

Women na Indian Fighters.

Dr. Edward Eggleston's important historical paper in the September Century, on "Indian War in the Colonies," says of the heroism of the wives of the pioneers: "The women of these times developed a readiness and courage as remarkable as that of the men. The Swedish women near the site of Philadelphia, while boiling soap, were warned that the Indians were coming. They took refuge, soap and all, in the fortified church, blew the conch-shell horns to alarm the men, and when the Indians tried to undermine the building ladled the scalding soap upor them, and so saved themselves from destruction until their husbands arrived. The renowned Hannah Bradley, of Haverhill, in Massachusetts, who had more than her share of captivities and adventures, killed an Indian who was rushing into the open gate of her husband's garrison by throwing boiling soap upon him and when the savages came to capture her a third time she saved herself by shooting the foremost one dead. In 1670, the battle which Talcott was fighting in defense of Iladley was decided by the promptness of the women, who loaded with small shots and nails a cannon that had just arrived from Boston and conveyed it to the defendants these discharged it, to the dismay and rout of the savages. A story is told of a maidservant in Dorchester who defeated an Indian single-handed by the use of a musket and a shovelful of live coals. A young girl in Maine shat a door and held it, and thirteen women and children had time to reach a block house while the Indians were chopping down the door ind knocking down, though they did not kill its defender. Twelve years after Bickford's ingenious defense ^of his house at Oyster river, some women at the same place imitated it. There being no man in the garrison, they fired an alarm, loosened their hair to appear like men. and used their guns =(o briskly that the savages fled. In 1712 Esther Jones saved lleard'd garrison, in the township of Dover, in New Hampshire, bv mounting guard and calling so loudly and confidently as to make the Indians believe that help was at hand. The stalwart Experience Bogarth, of Dnnkard's Creek, in Pennsylvania, in a hand-to-hand fight in a doorwav, in which two wliite 'men were killed, slew three Indians with an

Art at Home.

American Queen.

There is no reason in these days why tidies, bureau-covers, "splashers" and the like should not be true to their names and offices and be also both beautiful and fashionable. The return of the drawn work of ourgrandmothers gives ladies an opportunity for much ingenious and agreeable experiment, and the maunfacturers now provide an excellent variety of linens to work upon. From sheer linen batiste, the firm plain sheetings, to the coarser brown crashes, it is east to find material for any design. Of thelast named

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femaledriver.

The abrupt turns on the space of a postage stamp, the flying down hill and galloping up, and all the other imperfections of the illogical sex in the role of driver, are apt to be a little trying to weak and excitable "patients." Still, as fresh air, sunshine and the tight of trees, grass and flowers will always be things that sick women will long for, the amateur drivers will be likely to hive plenty of business on their hands. Whatever money they get by this process they think they have "cleared,"as the husband or father pays for the horse's keeping.

The "invalid airing" industry may develop into something reputable and profitable, but it is not likely to do so until those who engage in it prove that they are not ashamed of it by conducting it openly over their own names.

A Princess n» a Milliner.

New York World.

Ever since the fishery exhibition* when the Princess of Wales appeared at the fair in a simple dress and a small capote bonnet trimmed by herself, the English milliners and modistes —every man and woman of them— have experienced the liveliest indignation. But this war in their hearts will not produce a revolution, or in the least offset the example the royal lady chooses to set. English women adore their princess, and will certainly adopi such styles as she may introduce or acknowldge.

Nor will the effect of the simple toilets of the Princess of Wales be confined to tlieclear-complexioned daughters of Britain. With the growing tendency among fashionable circles in New York for everything English, it is safe to conclude that English styles in dress will prevail to a great extent here during the fall and winter season. Of course, our own dressmakers and milliners will fight an innovation that means a loss of dollars and cents to them, but many ladies will welcome it. just ior the novelty of the thing, and surely it will prove a blessed boon of comfort to innumerable heads of families with recent unpleasant Wall street experiences in memory.

quality, the hand-made Russia crash is much the most satisfactory cloth, both on account of the ease with which the threads may be drawn,

and

for its artistic effect

iveness, and the inexperienced buyer should not be dismayed by its oftentimes couree and uneven appearance in the piece. An admirable washmaterial is linen momie-cloth, which may be obtained in different widths, both white and unbleached. Teacloths, doyleys and towels are charmingly ornamented with embroidery or needle-work "etching" in white linen floss and silks and crewels are used with good effect on tidies, bureau covever, etc. A pretty piece of work lately sent tothe Woman's Exchange, Albany, was a bureau cover of momiccloth withga tangle of nasturtium flowers and leaves embroidered with silk and crewels in the natural colors. Another has a branch of the brilliant orange and red bitter-sweet berries, and a third has a blackberry bramble skilfully outlined in its motley autumn colors.

A very rich-looking table-cover is made of a square of ruby plush, round which runs a border worked on canvas in Berlin wool, with knitting stitch, the colors of the wool orange, with two shades of ruby, and with an olive-green ground. Outside this border place a strip of plush, which is finished by ball fringe. This will be found very effective.

The prettiest tidies are those made of darned net. The net is cut in strips and worked, and between each strip other strips of wide silk ribbon are placed. These strips can be worked in chenille, or a wreath of flowers may be planted upon them. Any of these fanciful strips, mingled with darned net., makes a happy variety, and an edge of the net may be sewed round the tidy or, what is better, point the ends of the colored strip and finish with atassel.

The newest cornices are those made of leather. They can be manufactured at home. Procure a skin of fine leather, and a few modeling tools, with a supply of the prettiest leaves. You can pick out a piece of leather from the hide, and wet it then place your leaf on, and cut exactly. It must be molded on your hand with the tools, and veined with a long pin used for the purpose. Whan you can make one leaf you can copy any. The flowers are more difficult, and to make them one or more lessons are necessary, which you can take at small expense. When leaves aud flowers dry they will be stiff, and present the appearance of carved wood. Have made by a carpenter two plain wooden cornices, either quite straight, or being a little deeper in front, coming to a point as it were, with small tacks and strong glue form your wreath of leaves and flowers, raising them and making them look as full as possible by supporting them beneath with little bits of the leather tacked on firmly. When finished, the whole mtist be either gilded or bronzed. You procure gilder's size and thoroughly paint over your work. When it is just so dry that your finger will stick to it, and yet not take any off, you dust it over with bronze powder. Two shades of the gold bronze are very effective, but mixing the colors is preferable. You can procure the powder in green and crimson, thus making a wreath of simulated autumn leaves, which is the most lovely adjustment of this kind of work imaginable. Brackets and wall pockets may be similarly effected, and a room made to look very beautiful at very little cost. After bronzing, and the dust being well blown

off,

the work must be var

nished with the purest French spirit varnish. Another cornice may be mstde by covering the plain wood with rep or velvet.

To preserve the brilliant colors of autumn leaves, their stems should be dipped in melted yellow beeswax. The leaves should be well dried. By piercing the leaf near the stem with thread wire they can be woven on a coarser wire, or on large cord, into any description of garland or design. It is of the first importance to select the most" beautiful and brightly tinted leaves. Those with odd, bright spots, and unnatural marks are considered the choicest. The leaves, too, which are touched with ripeness and delicately shaded in color from the upper and broader part to the point, are very desirable to intersperse with the grandier ones. Being well dried and pressed, they can be perfect ly prepared for adorning a room by quickly ironing each leaf with a moderately heated smoothing iron drawn quickly over apiece of beeswax. Ferns are best gathered in September and October.

How Our Ancestors Kept House. Inter-Ocean.

The following rules were enforced 300 years ago in the house of Sir John Harrington, the translator of"

Ariosto:

A servant absent from prayers, to be fined two pence for uttering an oath, one penny, and the same sum for leaving a door open a fine of two pence, from Lady Day to Michaelmas, for all who are in bed after 7 o'clock or out after 9 o'clock, a fine of penny for any bed unmade, fire unlit or candlebox uncleaned after 8 o'clock a fine of four pence for any man detected teaching the children obscene words a fine of one penny for any man waiting with out a trenchor, or who is absent at a meal for any one breaking any of the butler's glass, twelve pence a fine of two pence for any one who has not laid the table for dinner by 10:30 or the supper by 6 a fine of four pence for anyone absent a day without leave for any man striking another, a fine of one penny for any follower visiting the cook, one penny a fine of one penny for any man appearing in a foul shirt broken hose, untied shoes or torn doublet a fine of one penny for any stranger's room left for hours after he has dressed a fine of one penny if the hall be not cleansed by 8 o'clock in the winter, and 7 o'clock in the summer the porter to be fined one penny if the court gate be not shut duaing meals a fine of three pence if the stairs be not cleansed every Friday after dinner. All these fines were deducted by the stewart at the quarterly payment of the men's wages.

Women of the World.

Mrs. Dudu Fletcher, the author of "Kismet,"has such beautiful hands and arms that they have several times been taken as models for marble statues.

Mrs. E. C. Kinney, the mother of the broker-poet, Mr. E. C. Stedman, is herself a busy writer, and is a sister erf the late William E. Dodge. She resides in Newark, N. J.

Mrs. David Davis sent word from Illinois to her people in North Caro-. lina that her married life is extremely happy. She is litterally living oh the fat of the land.

It is reported that Sarah Bernhardt is to be decorated with the order of the Garter. An authority on these subjects informs us that to fit it will have to be wider than it is long.

The queen, who has not during her recent indisposition been sick enough to be a relief to the family, has now fully recovered her health, and is said to be more irascible and sour-tempered than ever.

Mrs. Terliune, "Marian Harland," formerly of Newark, and having a delightful

Bummer

residence on a bluff at

Pompton Lake, N. J., is now living in Springfield. Mass., where her husband, the Rev. Dr. Terhune, is pastor of a church. She is a Virginian by birth.

Of Miss Chamberlain, the Ohio person who is working the Prince of Whles racket as a professional beauty, an American lady who saw her in London says: "Although she may pass for a handsome woman in England, where pretty women are scarce, she would not create much excitement in her own country."

The queen of Italy is very fond of children and seldom takes a walk without stopping to chat with one or two of her youthful subjects, especially little girls. In former days she would

often ask a protege, "And what is your father, my dear?" But since the haughty reply of a mite of seven—

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•'My father is a Republican!"—her majesty studiously avoids this question.

Fresh Fashion Notes.

Bulgarian scarfs are popular with Parisian elegantes. "Cold gravy" is among the latest tints fashionably recognized.

Children's muslin caps have wide brims or borders of embroidery. Waistcoats for ladies are revived, and worn under cut-away jackets.

An inside waist of the same shade should always be worn under the Jersey. Silk kerchiefs knotted around the neck will be as much worn next season as ever.

Small poke bonnets are the proper thing for wear with "Grandmother" dresses.

The coming dress-sleeveoblltearatesthe shoulder seam of the corsage, extending In a point to the neck of the dress.

Skirts are still round, a trifle longer perhaps than last season, bat they do not drag, and must always clear theground.

It is a fancy witli'French dressmakers to cut the bottom of the skirt Into turret blocks, and under these to place a plaited ruffle.

Colored transparencies are much used with muslins they serve to set off the embroidery when the muslin Is openworked oy dotted.

Black velvet collars, with very deep white lace around the edges and Jabots down the front, make a stylish finish for light colored dresses.

Collarettes of lace take the form of high cuffs or a row of lace turned down ovier a ribbon passing around the neck, finished with two jabots side by side, giving a square effect.

The gauntlet glove Is coming into fashion for morning use, In quiet gray,tan and wood shades. They are made in four different lengths, and the longest cuffs reach nearly to the elbow.

Little girls of from four to eight frequently wear the Louis XV. Jacket with large revers forming a collar, and pockets in the same style. Under the loose waistcoat is worn a plaited skirt.

Bronze-colored shoes and stockings to match area late English fashion with full dress toilets. Walking shoes have the uppers of light drab kid or cloth, or are checked or striped like the dress.

The Paris correspondent of Harper's Bazar says that the hair is worn higher and higher, and that all the coils and bows of hair, as well as theflowersor ribbons used to trim It, are absolutely on top of the head.

Two new styles of lace have recently been introduced, the one being needlerun Chantlly, to be used in combination with Jet embroidery, theother a lace with velvet flowers and buds appliqued, and outlined with colored heads.

The vestal robe of white nun's veiling is a novel princess dress, with shoulderplaits that are girdled around the waist aud spread out in curves from the hips to the foot. The belt is of dark velvet, fastened by a white silver buckle.

The panier corsage is in favor for dresses of soft summery tissue. It has the front gauged on the shoulders and the waist. Below this It forms full panlers that sweep away to each side, drape the hips, and meet in a large bow at the back

Easily Swallowed.

Philadelphia News.

"That was a sad case that, that of the little boy out at Germantown, who died from swallowing an iron jackstone," said an old physician of Cam den, as he folded his copy of last night's News and walked up to the bar. "But he didn't receive proper treatment, he didn't. I could have saved the child's life. Do children often swallow such articles? I should say they did. An average boy, healthy or sickly, from two to five- years old, can swallow anything from a red cent up to a trade dollar. I have relieved as many babies from the effects of swallowing nickels as I have fingers and toes. The cents are easily got rid of, but trade dollars wont pass—not even for castor oil—but I believe our friend here takes them for drinks. You haven't got one? Well, I guess we won't drink. But to resume. Talk about an ostrich's stomach. I don't believe the digestive capacity of a two-year-old child is or ever will be understood by the profession of which I am proud to be a member. Why, I had under my care once a little creaper and crawlerr-he hadn't begun to toddle—whose regular diet was ashes and cinders washed down with soapsuds and bluing water. His mother was a washerwoman. The strangest part of it was that he grew fat on this food and seemed to prefer it to his mother's milk-. People will swallow almost anything. Why, there's a case in the books of an oldmaid seamstress who swallowed a paper of pins and a dozen or so of needles a day for thirty years, and got to be a regular blood and flesh pin-cushion without suffering any ill effects. You have seen the fellow that swallows swords at the circus side shows, and in India the fakirs swallow big snakes which have previously swallowed young live pigs. In this country some fellows swallow forty or fifty big slugs of whisky every day without hurting anybody but the confiding saloon keepers and the people who lend them a quarter. Why, you have been swallowing all I gave you, but it is more than I believe your readers will do. There's a limit to human endurance."

Bill Nye's Hornets.

Laramie Boomerang.

Last fall I desired to add to my rare collection a large hornet's nest. I had an embalmed tarantula and her por-celain-lined nest, and I desired to add to these the gray and airy home of the hornet. I procured one of the large size after cold weather and hung it in my cabinet by a string. When warm weather came something reminded me of it. I think it was a hornet. He jogged my memory in some way and called my attention to it. Memory is not located where I thought it was. It seemed as though whenever he touched me he awakened a memory—a warm memory with a red place all around it.

Then some more hornets came and began to rake up old personalities. I remember that one of them lit on my upper lip. He thought it was a rosebud. When he went away it looked like a gladiolus bulb. I wrapped a wet sheet around it to takeout the warmth and reduce the swelling so that I could go through the folding doors and tell my wife about it.

Hornets lit all over me and walked around on my person. I did not dare to scrape them off, because they aie so sensitive. You have to be very guarded in your conduct towards a hornet.

I remember once while I was watching the busy little hornet gathering honey and June bugs from the bosom of a rose, years ago, I stirred him up with a club, more as a practical joke than anything else, and he came and lit on my sunny hair—that was when I wore my own hair—and he walked around through my gleaming tresses quite awhile, making tracks as large PS a watermelon all over my head. If he hadn't run out of tracks my head would have looked like a load of summer squashes. I remember I had to thump my head against the smokehouse in order to smash him, and I had to comb him out with a fine comb and wear a waste-paper basket two weeks for a hat.

Much has been said on the hornet, but he has an odd, quaint way after all that is forever new.

Jonah's Voyage.

St. James's Budget.

Several Continental scicntific publications are at present engaged in criticising—not always from a friendly point of view—the history of Jonah. One journal points out that if, as the account-may be taken to imply, the fish swallowed the prophet in the Mediterranean and threw him out again near Nineveh, he mast have been catried through the Straits of Gibralter, round the Cape of Good Hope, up the Persian Gulf and into the Tigris. The Acerra Philologica suggests, however, a somewhat less unreasonable theory. It considers that there is no ground for believing that Jonah landed near Nineveh, especially as the voyage thither by way of the Cape would have occupied at least three weeks or a month and it thinks that he was probably cast ashore on the southern

Bhores

of the Euxine, at

a point from which, in abont a week, he might have traveled overland to his destination. A fish, starting from the neighborhood of Joppa, conld, no douDt, reach a point in three days and three nights if it swam no farter than a first-rate ocean steamer ordinarily nowadays and it is well known that many fish can easily move at a very much greater rate of speed.

EUROPEAN ECHOES.

Globe-Democrat.

All Protestant Germany is agog over the Luther anniversary festivities. These doings are long-drawn-oat enough, in all conscience. They began about the 1st of this month, and will continue in one form or another, or in one place or another, from now till December. But then, the Reformation never occurred but once, and the 400th anniversary of the appearance of Martin Luther in this wicked world can never be celebrated again. The people of Erfurt, the other day, rather out of time (but in their enthusiasm a trifling anachronism does not matter), had a pantomimic commemoration of the famous visit of Lather in 1521. Some 800 students took the lead in the procession. The parade was headed by a modern reproduction of the herald who had ridden to Wittenberg to summon the defiant monk to appear at Worms before Charles V. and the rest of the temporal and spiritual anthorities of the empire, where he was to answer for himself for

It cannot be said that the French parliament was idle daring the late session. Few sessions since the republic came in have been burdened by more weighty matters. These were the most important: 1, the removal of the Orleans princes from the army 2, the conversion of the 5 per cent, rentes 3, the convention between the government and the railway companies and 4, the magistracy bill. There is some doubt whether the adoption of any of these schemes has really strengthened the government. The radicals condemn the surrender of the state railroads to private companies, the expulsion of the orleanists and offended the Right of the chamber has the army, and the defending of the rentes has alienated some good citizens and bond holders. Finally, the consideration of magistracies, under which some 600 men lose their government positions, has brought, the office-holders of the country under arms. Still, these financial measures were wise in the abstract.

French politics, it may be said, unlike American, give young men abundant opportunities to display their zeal and their abilities for public service. This fact is bewailed by many Parisian journals, in whose opinion "old men for counsel''" is still a good rule. The Siecle, for example, qays: "Formerly candidates less than 40 years old were the exception now they are the rule. Political life is sought by young men who embrace it as a profession, and who expect to make money in it. Formerly candidates for legisla'ti ve.and municipal honors were generally citizens of mature years, who had gained position in life, and who had rendered some service to the towns or departments in which they resided. To-day the electoral arena is taken possession of by youths between 25 and 30 years of age, absolutely unknown, who have rendered their country no service whatever, who know nothing of life or politics, and who are ready to make any promises, no matter how absurd and extravagant." Hence this journal concludes that public morality is at a low ebb, and that most of the deputies are learning their trade at the expense of the country.

A number of young Englishmen of means and intelligence have just gone to Italy to develop some of the rich agricultural lands of the peninsula. Their welcome will not be very warm in some quarters, and, indeed, their undertaking is rather presumptious. It is not every wealthy or intelligent man who can go to a foreign land and at once pursue successfully occupapations which demand experience for the highest success. Nevertheless, new ideas will find room for exercise in southern Italy. That country is awakening to the needs of the peasantry. New machinery is wanted, as well as more capital and new ambition. There are those who declare that Italy presents more attractions than the British colonies or our western prairies. Nearness to market is certainly one advantage. An enthusiastic Roman journal promises to "any intelligent English farm' er" settling in Italy a full 8 per cent, per annum on his investment from the

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mit longer to the papal command. When the reformer, in 1521, came to Erfurt, he was met and escorted on his way by the members of the university and the townspeople. All this was .brought out in the procession the other dajr. After the herald came Dr. Martin himself, in gaberdine and cowl, riding in a rough country wagon, with a bag of oats for the horse serving as a seat. And then followed the motley crowd, personating every actor in the original living drama, from artisans and troubadours to grave professors in their garb of office. All Erfurt was there, and thus did honor to an illustrious man.

From religion to politics is a fair counterpart of the step from Germany to the sixteenth century to Germany of to-day. Contrast the suffrage regulations of the Prussian cities with those that prevail in the United States. These are legal voters: Every independent Prussian who has iuhabitated the town or city for at least one year, has not received assistance from the public funds, and who has paid the local taxes, provided that he also either owns a house with the city limits, or exercises a regular profession with at least two assistants, or is inscribed on the classified state income tax list, or, finally, pays a class-tax of at least six marks per annum. This is not universal suffrage by a good deal, the municipal regulations thus further explain who are "independent Prussians": An "independent Prussian" is a male citizen who has completed his 24th year, and has a home of his own The free and unrestricted disposition of at least one room constitutes a "home of his own. Hence permanent lodgers are entitled to vote, while mere night lodgers are not. Besides the above mentioned exceptions, these are not entitled to vote: Persons under guar dianship or in chancery, or those who are under examination for*a crime which might entail the loss of civic honors.

The Spectator lias read something about our Yellowstone park, and admits that a good suggestion may come from the United States now and then. "Why should not England follow the example of the United States," it asks, "and convert some of the districts which most lend themselves to this treatment into national parks?" Why not, truly, unless because of the dearness of land. The Spectator, however, proposes that none of the rights of ownership, as they are at present exercised, should be interfered with. To convert the beautiful "Lake District," for example, into a grand park, it would simply leave this country as it is. This iB the idea: "Mansions, cottages, parks, woods, gardens and sporting rights of all kinds, as they now exist there, are found not to interfere with the full enjoyment by the public of all that the district has to offer. What threatens to interfere with this enjoyment is the extension of these rights. That more houses should be built, that more land should be inclosed, that game preservation should become stricter, tnat paths that are now open should be shut up, that railways should be niade where none exist, these are the dangers before which those who knpw and love the lakes feel helpless, and it is precisely these dangers that the scheme of converting the district into a national park would meet."

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ENGLIAND A CENTURY AGO.

Baths, N«wipiptn, Advertisement*, Politics aid G«n«ml Matter*. Saturday Review. is

An elaborate description oil English habits and customs, lull of carious gossip, social and political, was printed in London in 1789. It is called "A Picture of England. By M. d'Archenholtz, formerly a captain in the service of the king of Prussia. Translated from the French." The work is characteristic of the age when the philosophs sought political perfection in England All is admiration for English liberty. The picture drawn shows most sides of life in London and the manners of

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munity, and may be considered as in the main accurate. The first feeling which arises on its perusal is a sense of wonder at how little we have changed in nearly 100 years, and of perplexity in discovering that half the things we regard as inventions of modern times were to be found then. There is hothing more common that for people to say that the love of cold water, now the mark of an Englishman, is of very late growth—a recent importation from India, a custom unknown even to our grandfathers. Such, however is not the case. M. d'Archenholz speaks of the custom with all the chastened sorrow usual to a foreigner on touching a subject so repulsive: The English are still very fond of cold baths. There are a prodigious number of these in London, where one may bathe daily at the rate of a guinea per annum. The practice is much recommended by the best English physicians. The ancient Romans were very much addicted to it." The genesis of the cold bath is then traced. The passoge ends thus: "Septimius Severus made use of a cold bath daily, and, as he resided a long time in Britain, it is probable that he introduced the practice into that island. The Saxons borrowed the custom from the ancient Britains."

The newspapers of London were even then subjects for the wonder of the intelligent foreigner. The contrast between the English and continental journals seems to have been as marked then as now. The prodigious number of advertisements is astonishing, as is the number of copies printed each day. The drawback to the great spread of journalism is the class of idlers it created. "Among these may be reckoned the paragraph writers who go to the coffee houses and public places to pick up anecdotes and the news of the day, which they reduce into short sentences, and are paid in proportion to their number and authenticity." Matrimonial advertisements were by no means unknown, though they had not a journal to themselves. The game seems to have been played exactly as it is now. There are the members of the demi-monde who advertise that they are "rich, young and handsome" there are the "young men bted in the country" who answer them there are the male advertisers who "boast of their good sense and inclination to consult the will of their wiver" and there are also those who insert "such advertisements for pastime." We have outlived at least the former of the following forms of publication: "The public papers abound with the offer of large sums to those persons who have sufficient interest with the great to procure lucrative employments to this transaction inviolable secrecy is always pledged. Mauy authors also insert criticisms in them on their own works, and next day attack their own judgment under a feigned name. Their sole aim is to make a noise and to be known, and they often attain it." The saturnine character of the English is thus accounted for: "It is to this passion among the English for reading daily a prodigious number of newspapers and political pamphlets that their extreme gravity and insociable dispo sition ought to be attributed. In gen era!, nothing is more difficult than to make an Englishman speak he answers to everything by yes or no address him, however, on dome political subject, and he is suddenly ani mated he opens his mouth and be comes eloquent, for this seems to be connected from his infancy with his very existence. A foreigner will find himself exactly in the same predicament after a long residence in England. Nothing but politics is heard in any society they talk of nothing but about meetings to consider the affairs of the state, deputations to present petitions, remonstrances, etc.

The same contrast as at present between the mean exterior of a London house and its handsome inside existed 100 years ago. The following account of an interior is enough to make half South Kensington burn with envy: "No part of Europe exhibits such luxury and magnificence as the English display witt.in the walls of the dwelling houses. The staircase, which is covered with the richest carpets, is supported by a balustrade of the finest Indian wood, curiously constructed, and lighted by lamps containing crystal vases. The landing places are adorned with busts, pictures and medalions the wainscot and ceilings of the apartments are covered with the finest varnish and enriched with gold iirass reliefs, and most happy attempts in painting and sculpture. The chimneys are of Italian marble, on which flowers and figures cut in the most exquisite style form the chief ornaments. The locks of the doors are of Pteel damasked with gold. Carpets, which often cost £300 a piece, and which one scruples to touch with his foot, cover the rooms the richest stuffs from the looms of Asia are employed as window curtains and the clocks and watches, with which t.ie apartments are furnished, astonish by their magnificence and the ingenious complication of their mechanism." Registery offices for servants are counted among the wonders of London which are unknown to foreign cities, showing that they are no modern invention and the writer takes from the Americans the honor of having invented the "corner" by his account of the operations of a great London merchant in alum, whicn finally caused that gentleman's ruin.

Taking His Ease.

Boston Courier.

Now that Tom Thumb is gone old anecdotes are of course expected. One which is not well known here iB told in France of a country notary who made a journey of 300 miles expressly so see the little man. Arriving by mischance too late for the last public exhibition, {they told the notary at the place of exhibition that he bad some .chance of seeing Tom Thumb at the hotel where the Barnum company were soon to depart. He came, however, even there too late, and, being shown to Tom Thumb's former apartments, he found in the sit-ting-room a later arrival in possession. Unaware, of course, of the evanishment of the former tenant, or of the installation of the latter one, be knocked at the door. "Enter?" responds a stentorian voice. "Monsieur, I should like to see Tom Thumb." na* "I am he, monsieur

The notary is nonplaaseu man who addressed him is a six feet two, with formidabi tache." "Mon dieu, monsieur! I beg pardon, but they told me yon were of a stature—of a stature qaite liliputian 1" "In public, yes, monsieur, hut when I am alone I take my ease a little, jrou know." "Oh, exactly, monsieur, I understand. Oh, certainly. "Qoodmoi monsieur."

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Chat With Editor Who Has BtadM Bivalves. St. Louis Globe-Democrat.

Mr. W. B. Hopson, editor of the Sea World and Packers' Journal, Baltimore, Md., who is making a tour of: the country in the interest of his journal, was yesterday accosted by a reporter, and he gave an interesting resume of the condition of the oyster trade in the United States and the world, as well as an interesting description of the mode of rearing and planting oysters. Mr. Hopson is of the opinion that unless some kind of legislation intervenes to prevent it, the native oyster beds of the country will soon be destroyed, and the public will have to depend on the cultivated field for a supply. He says the natural beds in New York, New Jersey, and the Chesapeake Bay will soon be exhausted, and the aboriginal bivalve obliterated. Not only was this true in regard to the United States, but also in Europe. In the Chesapeake Bay alone 8,000 dredging boats and 40,000 men are continuously engaged in raking the bed of the biay.

Cultivated beds would have to be inilibited, which was being done in Connecticut, New Jersey, New York and Rhode Island with great success. Mr. Hopson described at length the manner of transplanting. He considered Connecticut the leading state in oyster cultivation. In that state the commonwealth sells to the oyster farmer a tract of land extending into the bays, harbors, or on the coast, in fee simple. These farms varied in size from 100 to 15,000 acres. This year there had been scattered over these farms about 1,250,000 oyster shells, and 150,000 bushels of seed oysters. The purpose of the shells was to furnish a stool or foothold for the oyster, and in a few years the farms would be stocked with millions of oysters, as the spawn of a mature one would aggregate over 2,000,000, and so small were they that the whole could be placed in a watch crystal. After the lapse of a year the shells originally used were removed, as it was hot conducive to the growth of the oyster to let them remain, and were used in transplanting other fields.

The Connecticut oyster farmer could produce oysters in any desirable shape, long, slim, thick or short, and hence they grew them to order. A soft bottom would produce a round, thick oyster, and a hard bottom a long, slender one. There were shipped from the East, destined for the West, not including the waters of Maryland, 350 car loads per annum of oysters, each car containing 90 barrels, and each barrel 4,000 oysters, for transplanting in the waters of California: and the Pacific Coast. "They grow rapidly in California," the speaker said, "and in three years 700 of them will fill a barrel. None go from Maryland, although the state supplies more ior ordinary purposes than all the rest of the United States put together. Oysters are also being shipped to Europe for transplanting purposes. In Englard the native oyster sells for $80 per barrel, while those shipped from this country sell at $8 per barrel. There was a peculiar flavor about the English oyster which made it more palatable to the Englishman.

One peculiarity about the oyster is that, although indigenous to salt water, it flourished best at the mouth of streams of freshwater, and is supposed to obtain his food from the products of fresh water. The oyster most highly prized by epicures was found at Blue Point, Soutn Bay, R. I., although the Baltimore oyster is good enough for anybody. It was said that oysters were only fit to eat during certain months of the year, but this was a mistake—they were eaten at all times along the coast, excepting the spawning season. This season is regulated by the depth of water the shallower the water the earlier the spawn.

A JOB OP PRINTING.

How Telegraph Blanks are WastedBought by the Million. New York Cor. Chicago Journal.

"Give me a million of these and a million of these and a million of those, Nasty day, eh? When'll they be done? Ta-ta 1" said a young man wh© dodged into a big printing house and out again in three seconds, leaving behind him two samples of Western Union telegraph blanks. "That's the biggest order that was ever given in a printing office, isn't it?" a visiter inquired. "Well," said the superintendent, "the job of printing these telegraph blanks is the biggest thing in the business in this or any other country, but that was a comparatively-small order. You see it was only one city, and they have to be printed for 10,000 places. We often get orders for 10,000,000 blanks at a time. The company uses a million in three days, not legitimately in the sending of dispatches, but actually, in all the ways those slips are wasted. They are treated as if they cost nothing, thrown away, swept out,,.sent to business places, used for memorandum pads, ana generally regarded as anybody's or nobody's property." "How do you ever count a million?"

We never do count them. We know that they cut twenty-four to a sheet, and we call a ream 5000 sheets, so that in rough numbers 12,000 go to a ream A thousand reams, therefore, are printed, and afterwards cut up into 1,000,000 sheets. When we get an order for 10,000,000, they literally form dozens of car loads. We have done work for the big express companies and railroads, but those jobs aren't an honest fieabite to the printing of the Western Union company.

It is a curious fact that about all of the office memoranda of Wall street are made on the back of telegraph blanks and it is said that Russell Sage, ever provident, carries a pad of them in lieu of a note book. Thousands of dollars could be saved to the company by covering the reverse side with the printed rules, so that writing thereon would not be feasible.

Watterson Visits David Davis. Burlington Hawkeye. In company with Mr. Henry Watterson I made one more political pilgrimage, this time to the beautiful home of Judge David Davis, in Bloomington, 111. I had been prepared, by Henry's vivid descriptive powers, for meeting a man of remarkable physique, but I must confess my astonishment when, in answer to our ring, Mr. Davis himself came creeping through the keyhole to welcome us.

It's a way I have," he said, laugh ing, "when I am*in too much haste to unlock the door.

The day was too beautiful to desert for Ihe parlors, so we wandered about the grounds where grow, I think, the most beautiful hedges in Illinois. Under the shade of a tree we passed, and as Mr. Davis, motioning Henry and myself to seats on a oast-iron lawn settee, seated himself carelessly u» a swaying spray of purple-hearted fuschia, I had leisure to observe him.

A slender man, only redeemed from emaciation by the perfect symmetry of his limbs and body, with fair curling hair that drooped about hisd^icate shoulders like the escaping te«dnls of a wayward vine, a faint flus* just tinting his boyish cheeks, produced upon me an imprest11,of lightness that I ha"

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moved with awing scarce less light and noiseless than the flying feet of the graceful statesman who panned him.

As we cameaway, I turned to watch him swiftly climbing a slender, swaying tree to peep into a nest of wrens far out on a slender branch, and, thinking over our conversation with this effervescent, rippling young creature, I said to my companion: "Henry, I think this is absurd. The people of the United States do not want a boy, a child, who chases butterflies ana climbs to look into birds' nests, a boy who. walks on his hands and turns summersaults in the parlor, for a president." "Look here," said Henry, suddenly looking so Bupernatu rally wise I feared he had had a rush of brains tothe head. "'Look here, there is a hidden meaning to all this tree climbing and butterflying chasing business, and I am surprised that you newsaper men haven't found it out.

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Marvelous Friendship of a Cat and a Sparrow, -f ,M Cincinnati Enquirer.

Few people in Cincinnati who have ever been in Grandpa tiawley's news depot have failed to observe an enormous brindle cat familiarly reclining on the desk of the venerable proprietor. Actors from all over the ceuntry have made a point of going into this rendezvous when they visit Cincinnati, and of paying their respects to old "Tommy." Some of the visitors to this day carry marks on their hands as reminders of Tom'B method of rebuking too much familiarity. He has been there for years and has grown irritable as he has waxed in age and avoirdupois.

Tom is strictly carnivorous and is as fond of yellow-legged chickens, a robin or a fat canary as any other member of his numerous.specie. His appetite is so great that a pound of meat scarcely answers for his morning lunch. Imagine, therefore, the surprise of those familiar with his tastes when on last Saturday they went into the basement of the store and discovered the old mouser entertaininga young, half-fledg-ed sparrow which had been crowded from his nest, located in the cornice over the store, and which bad fluttered to the sidewalk and thence into the basement. The little bird was cozily nestling in the long fur which decorates old Tom's back, and there it was yesterday and there it has remained, except at b/ief intervals ever since. At night it nestles under the fur of the cat, which, appreaciating the tenderness of the little ward, moves as carefully as an experienced nurse, as if fearing that any Budden movement would kill it ana when the old fellow rises to his feet and walks about he does it with all the stately bearing of a home-guard officer, as if fearing lie would shake off and lose the queer little passenger.

Yesterday the bird flew down on the floor of the basement and blundered into a hole, where it became fast. One of the clerks of the store discovered the bird's predicament,and at the same time watched the old cat vainly enendeavoring to rescue it. The clerk finally restored the sparrow to its foster parent, and old Tom expressed its satisfaction in a prolonged pur-r-r-r.

So much engrossed is the mouser with its novel pet that he remains in the basement all the time. He has not been seen at his favorite place on his master's desk for three or four days.

A Dissipated Parrot.

Milwaukee Wisconsin.

A Biddle street gentleman is the possessor of a parrot endowed with wonderful powers of locution. It seems to enjoy its gift and is constantly chatting with members of the household and passing strangers. Green grocers, butchers and itinerant merchants seem to be Bpecial objects of interest to the feathered linguist, who interrogates them with laughable persistence and badgers them with seeming glee nt their discomfiture Its talk is ceaseless and as a consequence its vocabulary haB grown wonderfully large. As a Milwaukee bird it has added to its lingual accomplishments a remarkable capacity for the absorption of lager beer. Given a tin cup full ot the foaming beverage it will carry it to its beak without delay, and swallow the malt moisture with satisfaction. One drink is always insufficient, and the cup iB returned to the donor with an impatient request for "More beer! more Deer!" Sometimes its appetite in this regard is humored until the copions libations begin to tell on Polly's brain. Then the cage is opened and the maudlin bird stalks across the room with stiff dignity. Finding locomotion impeded for reasons known to the laughing spectators, it lays its head backwards and giving a sidelong leer cries out: "What's the matter with my leg? What's the matter with my leg?" On being told that it is drunkenness the staggering bird, with evi dent exasperation, cries out: "You're a liar! You're a liar!" The actions of the parrot while '"under the influence' are so amusing that it is often indulged to the point of inebriety for the purpose of exhibition, and Polly evidently likes both. The bird need have little fear of the usual results of dissipation, as it has no hair to "pull" after a debauch and no boots to hold the phantom snakes.

Chewed Codfish.

Chicago Heralfl,

"Would you like to buy some con densed codfish "What is condensed codfish?"

The man opened a box and showed a preparation which he said was simply ground codfish. "What put it into your head to grind it in this manner?" "Well, I was in the fish business, barely making enough to keep.body and soul together, when a friend came in and chafed me for not other business. He codfish scornfully and said: 'Now, that's a pretty thing to offer a man it's just a mess of strings that nobody can chew.' And to chafe me still farther, he said in a sort of jocular way: 'You ought to hire a boy to chew that fish for your customers.' I got an idea from tnat, and before night I had a grinding machine, and next morning I put out a sign, 'Condensed Codfish.' Everybody wondered what that was, and most of them bought some to try. It took like fire, and in less than a month I was clearing $35 a day on that alone, and had a dozen instead of one boy to do the chewing for my customers. It is a big business now. I am shipping it all over this country, and am about to close arrangements for supplying the English market through a New York house. If that succeeds I can retire in five years with a fortune. My friend is keeping bookB for me, and he says he is the inventor ot chewed codfish."

Bard Lines.

»dnn. Truth. i! Some months ago Queen Margherita of Italy asked a little girl to knit her a pair of silk stockings as a birthday gift, and gave her 20 lire to buy the material, The queen forgot the circumstances till her birthday came, when she was reminded of it by the arrival of a pair of well-knit silk stockings and the maker's best wishes. Not to be outdone, Queen Margherita sent a pair to her young friend as a return gitt, one stocking being fall of lira-pieces and the other of bon-bons. They were acmynmiedbyfl note: "Tell me, nW HIWike best?" A re-

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STRANGE EXPERIENCE.

A Doctor Who Fonnd Himself Transferred to a Pigmy World. Danville,,Pa., Cor. of the Philadelphia

Press.

Dr. Tyman San tee, a resident of Lucerne county, who at present is visiting some friends at this place, has bad perhaps the most remarkable experience on record. The doctor is a man of medium size, about thirty years of age, of great intelligence and undoubted veracity. Though there is nothing in his manner to suggest anything unusual, yet the world in which he moves could not be to him more unlike our own if he lived on another planet.

When Dr. Santee was ten years younger he one day took a itroll, ascending an eminence of considerable height at some distance from his father's house. The view from this point was delightful in the extreme, extending away for miles toward the north and west. Far below the admiring youth swept the broad river beyond it were the rolling hills, which farther on swelled into the rugged mountains, where range beyond range rose hi^lu and higher till the last lazy summit mingled with the wonderful blue of the summer sky. It was late in 1 lie day, and the great red sun hung in the golden west

Tyman Santee, who in early life was somewhat given to idle funcics, on !.e solitary mountain betook himself to the strange task of contrasting the size of his frame with the magnitude

As he uttered tlfe last sentence ho held his band about two feet and a half above the ground, then, after a moment, he went on: "There was my little mother, smaller than myself, moving around like an animated doll, preparing our eveninc meal. Then my father came in, a mi9 erable dwarf like myself. There were the table and the tiny dishes containing our plain food, the little chairs, etc., all no larger than the toys I had played with in my childhood."

The next morning when Mr. Santee awoke he was gratified to find that objects had recovered their proper dimensions. Soon after this he began the study of medicine and graduated in Philadelphia in 1875. He, however, preferred the life of a teacher to that of a physician, and fiom the start stood foremost in the ranks of successful instructors.

In 1879, while engaged in teaching, Dr. Santee again suddenly found himself transferred to a miniature world. He has since dwelt there, surrounded by a pigmy existence. He seldom Jalludeg to his strange experience, and then only to his most intimate friends. He continues to teach, and his work is followed with its usual good results. He has become accustomed^to the remarkable stnte of things around him, if not actually reconciled to his lot, and scarcely hopes to revisit the old world he so well remembers, but which he is permitted to see only in his dreams.

AOaring Peat,

Omaha Bee.

Mr. Edward Griffin, the steep-climb-fcr, who has been engaged in painting the tall spire St. Philomena's cathedral, ascended the spire at 6 o'clock Monday evening to give the public an opportunity to see his skill in that direction.

At the appointed hour the streets in the immediate vicinity of the structure were crowded with vehicles and the sidewalks with people anxious to see the ascent made. It was not intended by any means as a show, as was evident from the promptness with which the programme was carried out.

Exactly as the big bell tolled the hour of Mr. Griflin came out of one of the big windows above the belltower, and, launching his swinging seat out in the air, pulled himself up hand over hand to the bulge of the spire, directly beneath the cross. Here he left the car, and climbing over the ledge, stood up beside the gilded cross. After a moment's rest he mounted to the arms of the crofs, and then climbed to its peak, upon which he stood erect without any support whatever from below. Taking off his hat he waived it to the crowd below, while the breeze was blowing strong enough to r.ittle his shirt-sleeves as ii ho was on the pilot of a locomotive going at full speed. Standing thus for a moment be climbed down, and regaining his seat, dropped to the landing place with startling rapidity.

It was an intensely exciting spectacle, and when the bold climber reached the ground he could hardly make his way across the street through the crowd that pressed around him to get a close look ot him.

Trains and Balloons.

London Dispatch.

A special train, which left Charing Cross at 5:55 on Monday evening to pick up returning excursionists from Gravesend, was considerably delayed, owing to some unforeseen circumstances. The train was proceeding towards Greenhithe when the driver observed a donkey on the line. An endeavor was made to stop before the animal was reached, but without success, and the poor beast was dragged along by the fire-box of the engine. The train was stopped and with great difficulty the body of the animal, which was killed, was extricated from beneath the engine. While this was in progress a balloon called the Sunbeam passed over, going in the direction of Northfleet. The two aeronauts in the car were throwing out ballast, but notwithstanding this the balloon descended slowly, and

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scene before him and it seemed to him that he was only a manikin clinging to the cliff above the plain. While indulging in this and similar thoughts he became bewildered, and the size of everything around him suddenly diminished to one-tenth of its former dimensions. The groat pine at his feet became a little failin^, the huge mountain on which he stood but a little mound, the river below appeared only a silver thread, and the setting sun but a blazing star in the sky. The great earth itself, from horizon to horizon, seemed only a few acres in extent, while the sky appeared to have fallen toward the earth. "Alarmed at this strange occurrence," the Doctor remarked, in conversation the other day, "I left the mountain and hurried homeward. The road seemed no wider than a cowpath, and the fence on each side only a few inches high. I came to a horse and carriage standing by the roadside. The horse looked as small as a poodle, and the buggy by no means as large as a baby carriage. Farther on I met a man—here I was struck with amaze ment. He was the first fellow-mortal' I had seen since I had been transferred to the Liliputian world. He was surely no more than six inches in height. I gazed on myown frame and saw that I was of the same insignificant stature. "In giving the deminsions of the diminitive objects with which I fouDd myself surrounded," the doctor explained, "when I use the denomination 'inch,' I refer to an inch as it appears to you and as it had appeared to meal! my life. Likewise in comparing the horse to#the 'poodle' and the buggy to a 'baby carriage I refer to a 'poodl^'., and a'baby carnage' as they apv' you. Of course, to me, thee-INS

were now infinitely small. "I cannot describe my Dr. Santee continued, "when ed my father's house. Everythi.'^ so painfully small. The house it^tll was only so high—"

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some distance ahead of the train, was, ISfiW\, to the horror of the passengers, seen

to drop suddenly into the railway cutting two or three hundred yards in front of the engine As the balloon dragged the car and its occupants over the down line there seemed nothing bat certain death for them but suddqplx the Sunbeam took an upward line, feiOn1»lm^T&Wlar

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