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A LAST PRAYER.

Written by Helen Jackson {UB. B.") four day* before her death. Father, I scarcely dare to pray, go clew I tee, now it done,

That I bare wasted ^1* my day, And left my work bat jast begun,

So clear I BOO that things I th^nght ware rizht or harnxleei n©re a sin *$ So clear I see that I hare Bought,

XJncoDBciooB, selfish aims to win,

So clear I BOO that I have hnrt The eoala I might hare helped to

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That I have ulothfnl been, inert, Deaf to the calls Thy- leaders gave.

•4iln oatekirtsof Thy kingdoms Tast, Father, the humblest spot IP*®?1®' Jg get me the lowliest task Thon teat, 9M jjgt me repentaat work for Theel

August 8. December Century.

By CHABLOTTE M. BHAEME, Author ot Dora Thome."

CHAPTER I. ,,

It was the close of an autumn day, and Dr. Stephen Letsom had been'standing for some time at his window watching the :-Zexin ge down. It faded slowly out of the western sky. There had been a golden flush of the sunset which changed into crimson, then into purpil, and finally into dull gray tints that were forerunners of the shades of night. Dr. Stephen

Letsom had watched it with sad, thoughtful eyes. The leaves on the trees had seemed to be dyed first in red, and 'hen in purple. The chrysanthemums changed color with every phase of the sunset, th-re a wail in the autumn wind as though the trees and flowers were nsourniog over their coming fate. There was noirething of sadnees in the whole asptct of nature. t-

The dscldr evidently shared it. The face looking irom the window was anything but a cheerful oae. Perhap* it was not the most judicious manner in which the doctor could have spent hi» timeabove all, if he wished to give people the impression that he had a large practice. But Dr. Letsom had ceased to be particular in the matter of appearances. He was to all intents and purposes a disappointed van. Tears before, when hia eyes were bright with the fire of youth, and hope was strong in his heart, he had invested what money he possessed in the purchase of a practice at Castledene, and it l.ad proved to be a failure—why, no one exactly knew.

Castledene was one of the pre kkivo* l*t(tie town in Ktlnt. It had a town-ball, a market-placo, a weekly market, and the remains of a fine old castle but it was principally distinguished for its races, a yearly event which brought a great influx of visitors to the town. It was' half buried in foliage, surrounded by dense woods and green hills, with a clear swift river running by. The inhabitants were

r?^divided

snto three distinct classes—tae

•'poor, who gained a scanty livelihood by "working in the fields, the shop-keepers, and the gentry, the latter class consisting principally of old maids and widows, ladies of unblemished gentility and limited means.

Amongst the latter Dr. Letsom was not popular. He had an unpleasant fashion of calling evsrythtag by its right name. If a lady Would take a little more stimulant thau was good for her, he could not be persuaded to call her complaint "nerveusness" when idleness and tnnui preyed upon a languid frame, he had a startling habit of rousing the patient by a mental cautery. The poor idolized him, but the ladies pronounced him coarse, abrupt, unceasing, and, when the ladies decide against the doctor, fate **. frowns upon him.

How was he to get on in the world? Twenty years before he had thought less of getting on than of the interests of science, or of doing good now those ideas werp gradually leaving him—life had become a stern hand-to-hand fight with necessity. The poor seemed to be growing poorer—the difficulty of getting a fee became greater—the ladies seemed more and more determined to show their dis like and aversion.

Matters wera growing desperate, thought Dr. Letsom on this autumn night as he stood watching the chrysanthemums •V and the fading light in the western tky

Money was becoming rare commodity with him. His housekeeper, Mrs. ,Galbraith. had long been evincing signs of great discontent. She had not enough for her requirements—she wanted money for a hundred different things and the doctor had none to give her. The cur tains were weru and shabby, the carpcts full of holes, the furniture, though clean and well preserved, was totally in sufficient. In vain the doctor assured ker he had not the means after the fashion of weak-minded w^aicn, she grumbled incessantly. Oa night he felt overwhelmed withagpa. The rent due the receding^ Junert ad not been paid the gas and coal accounts were still unsettled the butcher had sent in his "little 1 "the baker had looked anything but pleasant at the non-payment of his. The doctor sadly wanted anew hat —and he had hardly money enough in hand for the week's expenses. What was to be done?

Mrs. Galbr&ith had retired to rat in a very aggrieved state of^pind, and the doctor stood watching the ire, as they came out one by one in th*& darkening sky. He was almost tired of the strug gle life had not beeo a grand success with him he had worked hard, yet nothing had seemed to prosper. In his early youth he loved a bright, pretty girl who had looked forward to becoming his wife but he bad never married, simply because he h&clnot had the means, and the pretty girl had died sad, disappointed woman. NOWH» hi watched the stars, he fancied them" shining on her grave he fancied the grass waving above her head, so long and cool, Btudded with is. large white {daisies and he wished that he were lying by her side, free irom care, and at rest. Strong man as fie was, hif &

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man as •5^,

eyee grew dim with lean, and his lip* bitter sob.

trembled with a deep-dra He was turning away*i?!8i a feeling o! contempt for his own weakness, when h« was startled by the soand of a vehicle driven furiously down Castle street.

What vehicle could it be at that hour of the night—nearly eleven? Stephen Letsom stood still and watched. He saw a traveling carriage, with two horses» driven rapidly up to the door of the principal hotel—the Castle Arms and there stand for some few minutes. It was too dark for him to see if any one alighted from it, or whst took place but, after a time, the horses' heads were tamed, and then, like a roll of thunder, came the noise of the carriage wheels.

The vehicle drew ap before bis doo^, and the doctor stood for a few moments as though paralyzed. Then came a violent peal of the door-bell and he knowing that Mrs. Galbraith had retired for the evening, went to answer it There indeed, in the starlight, were the handsome traveling carriage, the pair of gray horses, and the postilion. Stephen Letsom looked about him like one in a dream. He had been twenty years in the place, yet no carriage had ever stopped at his door.

He heard a quick, impatient voice saying, "Are yon the doctor—Dr. Letsom?"

Looking in the direction of the sound, the doctor saw a tall, distinguished-look-ing man, wrapped in a traveling cloak—a man whose face and manner indicated at once that he belonged to the upper ranks of society. Dr. Stephen Letsom was quick to recognize that fact. "I am the doctor," he replied, quietly. "Then, for heaven's sake, help me! I am almost mad. My wife has been suddenly taken ill, and I have been to the hotel, where they fell me they have not a room in which they can lodge her. The thing is incredible. You must help me." "I will do what I can," returned the doctor.

Had fortune indeed knocked at hia door at last? He went to the carriage door and, looking inside, saw a lady, young and beautiful, who stretched out her hands to him as though eppealing for help. "I am very ill," she moaned, feebly.

Dr. Letsom guessed so much frost her pallid face and shadowed eyes. "What is the matter with yonr wife?" he asked of the strange gentleman, who bent down and whispered something that made Dr. Betsom himself look anxj^us. "Now, doctor," said the traveler, ''it is uselese to raise objections. You see how the matter stands my wife must Stop here. The hotel is full of visitors—people who are here for the races. There is nowhere else for her to go—she must stay here." "At my house?" interrogated the doctor. "It is impossible." "Why asked the stranger quickly. "Because I am not married—I have no wife, no sister." "But you have women-ser rants, surely?" was the hasty rejoinder. "Only one, and she is not over-clever." "You can get more. My wife must have help. Send all over the place—get the best nurses, the best help possible. Do not study expense. I will make you a rich man for life if you will only help me now." "I will help you said Dr. Letsom.

For a moment his thoughts flew to the green grave under the stars. Biches would come too late, after all they could not bring back life to the dead. "Wait one moment," said the doctor and he hastened to rouse his houskeeper, who, curious.and interested,, exerted herself so as Satisfy even the stranger.

When the strange lady: tall white afcd trembling, was helped down from the carriage into the doctor's shabby little parlor— "Am I going to die?" she asked, raising her large blue eyes to the doctor's face. "Certainly not," he replied, promptly "you must not think ef dying." "But I am very ill and last night I dreamed that I was dead." "Have you any brandy in the house?" asked the traveler. "See how my wife trembles."

Alas for the poor doctor! There was neither brandy nor wine. With .an impatient murmur the stranger called tho postilion and sent him to the Castle Arms with such an order as made Mrs. Galbraith open her eyes in wonder. Then, without seeming to notice the doctor or his servant, he flung himself en

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knees

by tlieUady's side, and kissed the beautiful whyle face and colorless lips. "My''darling," he cried, "this is my fault. I ought not to have asked "you to undertake such a journey. Can yon ever forgive me?"

She kissed him. "You did all for the best, Hubert," she said adding in a whisper, "Do you think that I shall die?"

Then the doctor thought it right to interpose. "There is no question of death," he said "but you must be quiet. You nJust have no agitation—that would injure you."

Then he and Mrs.'Galbraith led the beautiful, trembling girl to the room which the latter had hastily prepared for her, and, when she was installed therein, the doctor returned to the stranger, who was pacing, with quick, impatient steps, up and down the little parlor. "Howis Bhe?" he cried, eagerly

The doctor shook his head. "She is young and very nervous," he replied. "I had better tell you at once that she will not be able to leave Castledene for a time-^-all thought of continuing the journey muse be4 abandoned." "But she is in no danger?" cricd the traveler, and Stephen Letsom, saw an ony of suspense in his face. "No,.sfc© ii uot in danger but she requires and iiii.-st have both rest and care." 'She shall have anything, if Heaven will only spare her. lector, my best anil safest plan will be to make a friend of you, to confide in you, and then we can arrange together what had better be done. Can you spare me five minutes?"

Stephen Letsom nodded assent, and sat down to listen to as strange a story as he had ever heard. "I should imagine," said the strange gentleman, "that no man likes to plead guilty to a folly. I must do so. Let me first of all introduce myself to yon as Lord Charlew&ad. I am the only son of iLe Earl of Mountdean, and my father lies dying in Italy. I came of age only last yey, and at the same time I fell in love, Now I am not in any way dependfet on my father—the title and estates are entailed—but I love him. In these degenerate dayB it seems perhaps strange to hear a son say that he loves his father. I have obeyed him all my life from this motive. I would give my life for him. But in one respect I have done that which I know will cause him great anger and annoyance. I have married without his knowledge."

The doctor looked up with greater interest perhaps his thoughts reverted to the grave in the starlight Lord Charl& wood moved uneasily in his chair. "I cannot say that I am sorry," he continued, "for I love my wife very dearly: but I do wish now that I had been less hurried, is^predpitate. My wife's great loveliness must be my excuse. She is the daughter of a poor curate, the Reverend Charles Trevor, who came two years ago to supply temporarily the -place of tne rector of Linton. He brought bis daughter* with him, and the first moment Ssaw Ker I fell in love with her.

My heart seemed to go out from me and cleave to her. I loved her with what I .can see now was the selfish ardor of

yonng man. I had but one thought—to

win her. I wrote to

father, who was

in Italy, and asked his consent. He refused it in the most decided manner, and told me to think no more of what after all was but a boy's fancy. He was then staying near the lake of Como—staying for the benefit of his health—and I urcnt over to see him. 1 pleaded, pr*jW) urged my great love—all in vain. Th earl, my father, only laughed at me, and said that all young men suffered from tne fever called love. I came back to England, and found that -"ir* Trevor was dead. Madaline, his daughter, was left alone in the world. She raised her beautiful face to mine, poor child, and tried to smile while the talked of going out in the world and of workiiiff hard for her daily bread and, aa 1 listened, my love seemed to grow stronger and deeper. I caught her in my arms, and swore that nothing should part us— that»come what would, she must be my wife. She was very unwilling—not that she did not love me, but because she was afraid of making my

father

angry that

was her great objection. She knew my love for him and his affection foi me. She would not come between us. was in vain that I prayed her to do as 1 wished. After a time she consented to a compromise —to marry me without my father's knowledge. It was a wily, 1 own cow I

see

clearly »s imprudeno—

then I imagined it the safest and surest way. I persuaded her, as I had persuaded mysel, that, when my father once knew that we were married, he would forgive us and all would go well. We were married eleven^ months since, and I have been so

happy

since that

-it has seemed to me but a single day. My beautiful young wife was frightened at the bold step we had taken, but 1 soothed her. I did not take her home to

Wood Lynton, but, laying aside all the trappings of wealth and title, we have traveled from place to place as Mr. and Mrs. Charlwood, enjoying our long honeymoon- If we liked any one particular spot we remained in it. But a letter from Italy came like a thunderbolt—my auier had grown rapidly worse and wanted to see me at once. If I had been content to go at once, all would have been well. I could not endure that he should die without seeing, loving, and blessing my wife, Madaline. I told her my desirs, and she consented most cheerf.illy to *2Company me. I ought to have known that—in her state of health—travelmg was most injurious but I was neglectful of the fact—1 listened only to my hearts deaire, that my father shoHld see my wife before he died. We started on our fatal journey—only this morning. At first my wife seemed to enjoy it and then I saw all the color fading from hor sweet face. I saw her lips grow white and tremble, and I became alarmed. It was not until we reached Castledene that she gave in and told me she could go no further. Still you s&xthat there is no danger, and that youdr

think she will die?" No I see nene. Life and the hands of One above us speaking, I see no fear of

"Dai

death but, hu danger.K, "Of co. Pe cannot go on now," observed Lord Charlewood, at least Lady Charlewood cannot. How long do you think my suspense will last?" "Not much longer," was the calm reply. "By noon to-morrow, all will be safe and well, I hope." "I must wait until then," said Lord Charlewood. "I could not leave my wife while even the faintest shadow of danger lies over her. If all be well, I can start the day after to-morrow and, please Heaven, I shall be in time to see. my father. You think I shall have good news for him?" "I have every hope that you will be able to.teU Jbjfliihe Jteir of Mountdeius is thriving and wsll."

Lord Charlewood smiled. "Such news as that will more than reconcile him to our marriage,'' he said. After a pause he continued—"It is a most unfortunate matter yet I am just as well pleased that my son and heir should be born in England. Doctor, there is an other thing I wish to say. I know perfectly well what these little country tftwns are—everything is a source of gossip and sensation. If it were known that such an incident as this had happened to me, the papers, would bs filled with it and'it might fall out that my father, the earl, would come to know of it before I myself could tell him. That would hurt hira and pain me. We had better take all proper precautions against such a thing. I should prefer that we be known heie only as Mr. and Mrs. Charlewood. No one will think of connecting the surname with the title." "You are quite right," agreed the doctor. "Another thing I wish to add is that I want you to spare no expense- -send for the best nurses, the best help it is possible to get. Remember that I am a rich man ana that I would give my whole fortune, my life itself a thousand times over to save or to serve my wife."

Then came a summons for the doeto. fro'&i the room above, and Lord Chajf*| wood was once more left' alone, lis a young man, and ^3S certainly bol ti s. good and honorable one. He had never deliberately done anything wicked—o: the contrary, he had tried always to do what was best yet, as he stood_ there, a strange sense of something wanting oame over him. The young wife he loved with such passionate worship was in the hour of need, and he co&'rS render he* no •?.?- sistance.

Later on a strange hush had fallen over the doctor's house. It was past one in the morning the sky was overcast the wind was moaning fitfully, as though a storm was brewing in the autumn air. The dew lay thick and h«avy on the ground. Inside the house was the strange hush that dangerou* sickness always brings with it The doctor had in haste summoned the best nurse in Castledene, Hannah Furney, who shook her head gravely when she saw the beautiful pale face. An hour parsed, and once mote Dr. Letsom sought bis distinguished guest "I am sorry not to bring better news," he said. "Lady—Mrs. Charlewood—is sot-so well as I had hoped she would be. Dr. Evans is considered very clever, should like further advice. Shall I send for him?"

The sudden flash of agony that came into Lord Charlewood's face was aTevelption to SSI Letsom he laid his hand with & gentle touch on the stranger's arm* "Do not fear the worst," he said, "she is in the hands of Heaven, I am taking only ordinary precautions. I do not SA£ she is in danger—I merely say that she is not so well as I should like to see her."

Another hour passed, the church clock at Castledene was striking two, and Dr. Evans had joined the grave-faced group around the sick woman's bed. He, too, had looked with unuterable compassion on the beautiful'young face—he loo, had bent forward to listen to the whisper that parted the white iips. "Am I going to die?" she asked.

He tried to smile and Ray something about hope but Nurse Furney knew, she turned away lest the sick woman's questioning eyes should read what her face betrayed.

Three o'clock struck. A sweet voice, abrupt and clear, broke the silence of the solemn scene. "Hubert! Where is Hubert? I must see him." "Tell him to come," said Dr. Evans to Dr. Letsom, "but do not tell him there is any danger."

A few minutes later Lord Charlewood stood by the side of his young wife. "Hubert," she said to him, with outstretched hands "Hubert, my husband, I am so frightened. They do not tell me the truth. Am I going to die?"

He bent down to kiss her.

'Die, n-y darling? No, certainly not Yon are going to live, to be what you always have been, the dearest, sweetest wife in the whole world." And he believed implicitly what he said..

Then came a strange sleep, half jraking, hili dreaming. Lady Charlewood fancied that die was with her hnsband on the

sea

shore, and that "the waves were

coming in so fast that they threatened to drowned her, they were advancing in such sheets of foam. Once more she clung to him crying— "Help me, Hubert I shall be drowned —see how the tide is coming in!"

Then the doctor bade him leave her— he must go down to the shabby, lowly little reom, where the gas was burning, and the early dawn of the morning was coming in. The agony of unrest was on him. He thought how useless was the money, after all here he was with thousands at his command, yet he could n)6t purcLase help or safety for her whom his soul' "".'ed best. He was helpless, he con do nothing to assist her he could truof ly in Heaven.

He went from tUe window to the door he trembled at the solemn silence, the terrible hush he longed for the full lighi of day. Suddenly he heard a sound that stirred the very depths of his heart—that brought a crimton flush to his face and tears to his eyes. It was the faint cry of a little child. Presently he. heard the footsteps of Dr. Letsom and the next minute the doctor was standing before him, with a grave look on hL face. "You have a }tle daughter," he said —"a beautiful little girl—but your wife is ia danger you had better come and see her."

Even he—the doctor—accustomed to scenes of sorrow and desolation, waB startled by tho cry of pain that came from the young man's lips. [To be Continued in Sunday's 'Express.']

Moore. Wells, and Sumner, Hari-Kari-istr. Philadelphia North American.

As the day for the assembling of congress approaches the questions which are to employ its attention are gradually cropping out on the surface of discussion and newspaper comment The cranks are likely to appear in fore!, not only in the Btreets and hotels of Washington, but in the house as well. Every man who has nursed a theory in secret will endeavor to have the brat adopted by some' body. Tariff brats seem likely to be rather numerous, and there may be a good deal of fun in store for the lookerson and readers of the news. It is be lieved that the Louisiana delegation ill demand free trade in everything except sugar, while the Teias delegation will demand free trade in all save beef and wool. It is not announced that South Carolina will ask for the free listing of everything but rice, but some of the testimony before the late tariff commission indicates a possibility of even that.

Mr. J. S. Moore, who is rated a tariff expert by the doctrinaries, is supposed to have perfected a plan by which tne maximum of importations and the maximum of employed labor and wages can be secured. According to Mr. Moore, the great trouble now is that we do not buy enough abroad. He will have to admit that we have managed to buy a good deal at home ior many years. If for two years our people have purchased less at home than usual, it is quite certain that their wndition could not have been improved by purchasing abroad. If they have not purchased so freely as .usual it may be for the reason that they have not so much money surplus with which to purchase and if they have less money to expend do not see how an increased

something lying much deeper than tariff regulations, something, more difficult to grasp and deal with tnan any statutes supplementary to the natural laws of trade.

Any law intended to prevent business depression must be based upon welldefined knowledge of the operating causes. If Mr. Moore or any ether gentleman has such knowledge, very well. But we have seen no utterances of hiai or them indicating the possession of F-T.1I abstruse knowledge. A remedial .v, like a gun, must be pointed at the majK, or no amount of pulling the trigger will give the desired result. The doctrinaries who daily send up lamentations over the decline of our foreign trade never seem to be aware that every other commercial nation on the globe is deploring the lite declension in their own esses. The nations which have all the fredom of trade demanded for this country by the most radical doctrinaries are to-day suffering more from depression than we. Our doctrinaries have good enough guns, and plentyvoi ammunition of the oli sort, and they pull the trigger like veterans. But they always fire at random, or even if they hit anything it is themselves. Mr. J. S. Moore, Mr. Wells,

Professor Sumner have been the vicof more self-shooting accidents then •ee men in America beside.

John C. Fremont.

roy Daily Telegram. It is a matter of regret that JohnC. Fremont, the great explorer and the first republican presidential nominee, should la his old age—he is now 72—be in a condition of" sickness and

poverty,!

and it is

likely the publication of this fact will result in such relief as will make his few remaining days more cheerful. Fremont ought to nave been one of the wealthiest men in the United S totes. He has had several fortunes, but never appeared to be able to keep his meney. His patent of the wealthy Mariposa district of California, rich in mineral and agricultural resources, was enough to have made him many times a millionaire had he followed the advice of Treaner W. Park, of Bennington, who organized the company that took possession of this section, by means of which Mr. Park laid the foundation of his immense fortune. Fremont was given a million and a half in money by Park and an interest in the company, and was told to hold on to it, but. less than a year afterward the money was all gone, no one knew where, and he applied to Park for more.

1 The Traits of the Porpoise. "Yes, that's a pojpoise," said a fish dealer in Quincy market to a Boston Herald reporter "yes, it's a porpoise. Cape Codders call them puffing pigs, and 1 suppose nothing short of phocana communis would satisfy you newspaper fellows." "Are porpoise good for anything?" "Good for anything? Why, bless you, yes. Their meat is splendid eating, and makes just as good mincemeat rj any bit of beef you ever saw. Then their blub ber dried out makes a fine penetrating oil, which is*grea,t for rheumatism. Take some of the oil and put it on your hand, and it'll soak right in to the bones." "Yon said porpoises were called 'puffing pigs.' Why is that

"Well, they root around for their grpb, and then, when they are not swimmingfast, they loll around like a fat old hog. Some folks say they oan swim 100 miles an hour, but I'm willing to cut it down to about eighteen and call it square."

Beards in the French Army. The Fiench government would like to give the army the privilege of wearing beerds, bat feels the necessity of first consulting several high militai7 authorities, as the opinions on the subject are cc dictory. Meanwhile the preaB falls .ek on history and finds that the conquerors of all .ages were about equally divided between Bhom and unshorn.

DISFIGURED WALLS OF BRICK.

A Chicago Architect's Con*pUi»t—Wall* of Pressed Brick Tarn to* White. Chicago Tribune. "I will give my man $100,000 who will produce an rthing that will prevent a wall of pressed brick from turning white," said a prominent architect The remark was called forth by the appearance^ of the walla of one ot the finest office buildings in the citv, recently completed at a cost of $500,0u0. A glance at the huge pile of pressed brick discovered numerous streaks and splotches of white covering the greater portion of the surface of the four upper stories of the grand structure. "That white appearance/'said he, "which is unpleasant to the eye, is not injurious to the wall, but it ia decidedly objectionable. It is sulphate of magnesia—although generally called saltpeter, and is brought out of the bricks by the moisture in the atmosphere. "In a very dry season it does not show itself so much, but in a wet season, like the one we have recently had, it forms an incrustation that makes a brick wall appear at great disadvantage. Many experiments have been tried to prevent its appearance, but without effect Many v. ails of pressed brick are oiled as soon as they are completed. This prevents the appearance ot the magnesia for a while, but it comes out in time. The painting of walls is resorted to as a preventive, but it will even come through heavy cofcts ot paint This wMte appearance is not so objectionable in a business block, but when it makes its appearance on the front of a handsome residence, as it has, for instance, on a handsome double house on Michigan avenue, the basement and first story of which are of Carbondale stone, and a* number of others which I have recently observed, it destroys for a time the harmony which the architect has attempted to create in the combination of pressed brick with stone and other material. "The same substance has made its appearance on some qualities of stone not now used in Chicago architecture, but it is not so readily ooserved on account of the color of the stone -and because the quantity is not so great as it is on the brick. If some one could discover away to make pressed brick that would resist the action of the atmosphere in the bringing out of this white incrustation, or a preventive, he would not only be a benefactor, but would have an asaurrel fortune. The fact that this magnesia is brought oui by the wet weather on pressed bricks has, no doubt, stimulated the use of stone and other building material in the architecture of Chicago."

A Yankee Snobbish Tailor. The craze for English clothes, says a writer in the ^Philadelphia Press, brings up stories of Poole, the noted tailor of London, who cut clothes for all the crowned heads of Europe. At a New York club recently a gentleman told how he once outwitted the great tailor. "Money brings a man no consideration at Poole's," said he. "You must take a letter of introduction before they will deign to look at you. They don't expect your money under three years. If you pay in one year you get a big dis count. If you pay in two years you get a smaller discount. No matter where you may go, oi.ee on their books, you can order clothing sent to you at (any point on the g^obe. But you must first be introduce. It was my first year in London that J[ remarked to a friend that I gaessed I would go to Poole's and order some clothes. The idea never entered my head that I couldn't drop in as I would to a tailor's at home and get anything he ~1i leud ma., him a bet that

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from Poole, for

which fie was to pay if I managed it vrithout a letter. I went in, and a portly man presented himself and asked what could be doAe for me. I told him I wanted some clothing, and then began to feel about my pockets. 'Ah,' I exclaimed, 'I find that I must go back to my hotel lor the letter that Lord Tomnoddv gave me.' 'Don't mention it,' stijpi he it's quite satisfactory, I assure you.' So I ordered what I wanted and went out and reported to my rfriend, who had awaited developments in a cab, expecting to be called in to vouch for me. All he said was,'You've won your bet but I would like to know what particular lie you told, for, of course, you lied to him bomehow.'* Poole himself died several years ago. He was a portly and fine-ap-pearing man. I was surprised when told that he was a Yankee. He started in life in Springfield, Mass."

How Sam Jones was Discovered Pittsburg Dispatch. Ira D. Sankey, the revivalist, arrived in the citv last night from New Castle and left for his home in Brooklyn on the express. He and Mr. Moody held meetings at Altoona last week and will open a series of meetings in Brooklyn to-night About January 1 they will visit New Cpstle to assist at the opening of the new Y. M. C. A. building there. After that they will make a tour of the south, the irincipal points of which have not as yet een decided upon.

When asked if they were going to run an opposition to the Ke?. Sam Jones, Mr. Sankey laughed and said there was room and work enough for both. "Jones," he continued, "is a wonderful man. Talmage discovered him. No one had ever heard of the Bev. Sam Jones until a year ago last winter, when Dr. Talmage lectured through the south. By some means Talmage chanced to hear Jones preach, and'was greatly struck with his earnestness, and the ter&e and vigorous way in which he put his sentences. "Talmage took him to Brooklyn, where he preached a couple of months. The newspapers, however, didn't seem to discover much in Jones, and didn't quote him at all. He went back south, and then the newspapers commenced to find who he was, and print extracts from his sermons, and it was but a short time until he was known all over the country. While Jones was in Brooklyn, though, he diJn't indulge in any of tha characters tic utterances which have ever since made him famous. I heard him preach several times, and received the impression that he was an e?.roc^t Christian and in defatigable worker, but not an exceptionally brilliant man

An Old-Fashioned Senator. Cleveland Leader. Some legislation was being considered in the halls of congress in regard to one of the railroads. The bill came up in the senate, and it needed but a vote or two to pass it At this moment a brother senator came to Hamlin's desk and said: "Senator Hamlin, if Ibis bill passes the Blank Bland railroad bonds will be worth one hundred cents on the dollar. I can take you or let you send to a place where yon can get any amount of these bonds at this moment at six cents on the dollar. What say yon to the chance?" "I say, damn your chance and damn youNwnds, sirr" was .Hamlin's emphatic reply, and with thai W turned his back square upon his brother senator, and the story is tnat he never treated him decently afterwards.

William Lloyd Garrison. From Thomas Went worth Higginson's introduction to the illustrated papers on Garrison's origin and early life, by his sons, in the August Centu»7, we quote the following: 'llie career of Mr. Garrison coatribnted an important fact to elucidate the very philosophy of all reform because it showed the controlling force of the moral sentiment, apart from all the other social factors with which it is

usually found in combination. Strength of the moral nature was his one great and ovowhelming contribution to the enterprise with wMch his whole life was identified. We can see now, in looking back, that ths essential force of the acti-slavery agitation lay in the extreme simplicity of its propositions. Never was there a reform, perhaps, in which the essential principle was so easy to grasp. It needed no larger induction, no difficult chain of inferences. Once onoed that mm cannot rightfully claim property in man, and tne «hole logic of the matter was settled. The thing needed was that the doctrine sheuld find living embodiment in a man whose whoh nature should be strong and simple* like itself who should spin no sophistries, tolerate no evasions, shrink from no consequences who should use this principle as a sufficient test of all policies and reputations, who should refuse to be led away from it into any questions of casuistry or expediency who should, in short, have a mon.1 nature as clear and controlling as tie doctrine he espoused. This man it found in Garri»tt."

BISMARCK'S SCHEMES.

Disturbed by the Russian Bogey-Hov He Uses Austria. Paris Correspondence London Truth.

Bismarck is too advanced in the course on which he.entered with Austew. for him now to deviate from it, nnless under the pressure of circumstances beyond his control. He is going in for eastern empire, which would wipe out all the small monarchies of the Balkins, and with the help of the Gallician and other Catholic Slavs place the Holy Roman Empire on its old basis. All the Latin clergy in eastern Europe work to make this Bismarckian idea a reality. In Russian Poland its execution is generally hoped for.

It may be news to yon that the Russian bogey often disturbs Bismarck. By the word bogev I mean the shadow of a coming direful event Of this more anon. Meanwhile I shall observe that the German chancellor wants to kill two birds with the Aftstrian stone. He would defend southeastern Europe against Russia and realize a grand. commercial scheme which, perhaps, would suck away trade wholesale from London and Liverpool. What is it? To connect, by steam, Suez and Aleppo with Salonica, and this port by rail with Antwerp, the trade of which is in the hands of German merchants. Antwerp's political Germinization would soon follow. Trade between America and the Continent of Europe would skip England, and hardly an ounce of tea would be carried from London except to the other British towns. British ships, however, fill' the port of Antwerp, and might be expected to go on doing so if Bismarck pleased to let them. This will seem to many le monde reaverse. It was most seriously discussed with me the other day by one of the clearest-headed men I know, who hfts a vast knowledge of European affairs and is no enemy of England. He was with Lesseps from the beginning in the Sues canal enterprise, knew well Nesselrode, Gortschakoff, Guizot, Thiers: knows Bismarck and likes him, and occupies a high position. He believes that England, in her insulated position, has developed qualities which will enable her to stand well in the world, no matter whether London and Liverpool cease to be the great emporiums. Moral energy is never a failure but material wealth is always precarious. France made 250,000,000 francs out of her southern vines. The phylloxera came and in a few years destroyed this income. While new vines are growing Australia. Pouth Africa and California will step lhto tBeA ttafket created by the French.

It is unlucky for M. Gueshoff that Bismarck has no respect. for kings owing their crowns to diplomatic intrigues or arrangements. They would all, he is persuaded, be happy to be mediatized by great powers—that is, if the latter bought up their regal prerogatives at high prices. In short, their kingly virtue is easy. Bevolutions can break down thrones2 but they don't interfere with the riches amassed by sovereigns and invested abroad and the sons and daughters of kings in exile are held good matches for the great ones of the earth. Bismarck expects to hear suh Danube kinglets crying to Russia and Austria, "Crowns for 1 Who bids? Who bids 7" gS|S

A Gun that Uses No Powder. Chioago News. The eight-inch dynamite air gun at Fort Lafayette stretched its sixty feet of barrel seaward Saturday, says the New York Sun, and sent its shells screaming down the bay at irregular intervals all the afternoon. About 1,200 pounds of air pressure was used, although^ the gun was gauged for 2,000 pounds. The shells were driven from a mile to a mile and a half. Half a dozen men assisted in loading and firing. Each shell contained ten pounds of dynamite. Before each discharge Lieutenant Zalinsky waved a white flag to the watchers at Fort Hamilton. Then two or three men carefully brought out a dynamite cartridge and charged the gun.

Alter they had gone back out of sight a bell sounded, and the next instant, with a hiss and a scream and a cloud of vapor the projectile left the barrel. One could follow its flight until it reached the water. A dull report and a column «f spray told that it had exploded. The range was made short because the fog would have concealed any vessel that might be at a distant point

The projectile consists of a wooden bar five feet lonf-, which fills the bore of the gun, and to the forward end of which an iron cap containing the explosive is attached. The lighter wood trails behind the iron and gives it a steady course like a rocket Now and then, however, a shell would take its flight, revolving end over end, until it struck the water. The explosion took place all the same however.

Not Lost.

Merchant Traveller. Johnny came into his. mother's room looking pretty much as though he had been sent through a sausage cutter. "Gracious ikes alive, Johnny," she screamed, "what is the matter with you? Where did yon get all those scratches and all that blood?" "Fightin'," he answered briefly. "WhO?" "Bobby Jones." "You naughty boy. And you've lost a front tooth, tool Oh! oh!" wailed the poor woman. "No, it ain't lost either." "Yes, it is. Put your finger up and you will see." "I know 'tain't there, but 'tain't lost I know where it is. It's sticking in the calf of Bobby Jones' leg, 'cause I left it theje."

A Soft Snap.

Washington Bpccial. Col. H. M. Tszelle, who is detailed to witness the British army maneuvers in under special invitation from the government, arrived at theEbbett house last night from Fort Vancorer to report to the adjutant general as to what report he will lie required to make of his observations. There is a strong belief in England that a strong demonstration will be made in Afghanistan in the coming spring, and if this bo the case, it is considered probable that Col. Tazelle and Capt Mills will be ordered to accompany the troops sent against the 3nssians and observe and report upon operations. Capt Green accompankd General Skobeloff during the Russo-Turkish war.

TELPHERAGE.

Paas^gors

Transmission of Goods aad by Electricity. New York Bon.

Telpherage is a new and cheap method of transportation which was successfully tried in England last month, and is defined as the transmission of goods and passengers by means of electricity, without engineer, brakeman or train attendants.

It was the conception of the late Prof. Fleming Jenkin, and has been perfected with the assistance of other men of science and practical electricians, until a telepherege company has been formed and an experimental line about a mile long constructed in Surrey, in England. The purpose of this particular telpher line is to carry clay from clay pits to a railroad.

A continuous stream of light trains is propelled by electricity along an elevated rod. A doable set of steel rods, tlm ^uvrters of an inch in diameter and eight :eet apart, is supported on wooden posts standing about eighteen feet above the ground, and an electric locomotive, absolutely controlled from the enginehouse, draws skeps or buckets, hanging by traveling wheels from the steel line. Each of these buckets weighs 101 pounds and carries 259 to 300 pounds of clay: bot beoeraee- ei theii.. f.r*a distribution and somewhat wide Reparation the Btraia on the steel line is small, although the total weight of the train and clay is about two tons. The rate of speed is four to five miles an hour, for which only two electric horsepower is necessary. The electric-motive force is automatically kept the same, whatever the number of trains running, so that the starting or stopping of one telpher-train in no way aflecta the speed of the remainder. The dynamo can be driven by either 3team or water power.

The experience in the construction of this line wows that a similar line could pow be put up at short notice for a total cost of only $6,000, including engine, dynamo, permanent way, and five trains, with locomotives, to carry 100 tons daily, the working expenses, all told, being less than 6 cents per ton per mile upon the material carried. A double line ten miles long, worked heavily, would carry material for four cents per ton per mile.

Nobody expeots that telpherage will (jome into serious competition with the large railways. Its function is to do cheaply the work of horses and carts and light horse railroads.- It can be eaaiiy put up and earned over uneven ground or'across streams, high fences, and deep ditches, and a telpher line wHl not interfere with agriculture, since it runs above fields- and pastures. It is, morever, in itself a source of power which can be simultaneously tapped at any desired points and made to assist in the work of the farm. For instance, on the occasion of the experiment, a turnip-cutter was put into operation by. means of a motor connected with the line.

As Nature, the scientific authority from which we obtain these facts, remarks, "the slight flash seen when Lady Hamp-, den lifted the little box on the table in front of the engine house marked the beginning of a new departure in the electro-technology." For many put poses telpherage seems likely to prov* of great value. A telpher line, rapidly aad cheaply constructed, can be run at small cost where an ordinary rail ray would seriously disturb the operations of agriculture.

Country Kissing.^

Chicago Herald. "I'll tell you what I like," Said a drummer from Cincinnati "I like to be out in the country and get an invitation to a dance or party. The country dance or party is the place of all the world for fen, and don't you hesitate to recollect it. The last time I was at a country party I fell in love with a girl. She was fretkled a little under her ears and forehead, but the rest of her face was peachy-blossom-mv, yummy-yummy. And her lips— why, kisses just seemed to dance on tbem, and drip on them, and sit on 'em, and dare you to come and take. I dared, but you never saw a girl fight as she did. She scratched, clawed, tore off my cravat, busted my collar button, bit my finger, lost the ribbon out of her hair and t,ot herself all into a perspiration. But I got the kies. It was good, despite my exertion and her perspiration. "She was- very angry. She Bulked a long while, and refused to speak to me.

Finally I found her out on the back porch. She was alone. 'You hateful thing!" she exclaimed. 'I believe you have enough impndence to kiss me again. If you do, I'll choke your wind cff.' "And theu she threw her arms about my neck and gave me a teirific squeeze by wav of showing me what she could do." "And did you beg off and make your escape

"Beg off? Make my escape? Say, do I look like a greeny? I kissed her seventeen straight times without stopping to draw breath. 1 know these country lasses, I do, and when one of 'em likes kiss so well as to give me a hugging invitation to take another I stand up to the racket like a little !a:in. That's tne kind of a grocery salesman I am." %r"»

She Waited a Bit.

Detroit Free Frees. The other day dog which was following a carriage turned aside and ran into a yard on Park street. He might have expected to pick up a fall and winter stock of belies, but in this he was disappointed. He was about turning away when ado owned in the house flew out and rushed upon him in a most reckless manner, and in the course of ten seconds there was a bite-as-bite-oan contest of the fieicest description. A woman consiilefably past the prime ef life came out of the house as the dogs rolled around, pickek up a club on the grass near by, and seemed about to enter the struggle. She raised the club two or three times, but let it fall as often, and finally stood an interested spectator of the fight Among the dozen pedestrians halting at the gate was a man who called out: "Say! stop 'em—stop 'em?"

The woman raised her club, bat hesi tated to strike. "Why don't you 6top 'em?" shouted the man. "I'm waiting," she replied. "For what? Don't you see they'll kill each other?" "I'm waiting to see how it comes out If my dog can lick him, its all .ight. If he gets the bulge on Rover I even up the chances with this club."

Rover got a neck-hold and shook the stranger until his yells we: 2 heard a block away, and when he was finally permitted to sneak off the woman flung down her. club and mounted tho steps with tho remark:. "Nobody nor nothing has been killed that I knows of, and every one of you could see that it was a square fight, and victory for the best dog. Please don't he pa in to ha a

Frugality That Brought Misfortune. Clerelaad Leader. Frugality does not often hring disaster, but there are exceptions. One week ago Ed McDonnell, a West side salooni&t, was arrested and sentenced to the work honse. But for the economical notioas of Mrs, McDonnell her husband would not have suffered. Several months ago she buried a box in the cellar. Through the cover she cut a narrow opening and dropped in 'a coin. Since then Bhe has continued

dropping in dimes, nickels and quartera whenever they could be spared. MCDMnell's saloon business was not brisk this fall. On the first Sunday that the drinking places were closed he complained t* his wife: of slack custom. The day before Mrs. McDonnell had attempted to put a coin in the box and found it lull, when her htubsnd complained of hard times she tald him of the box. It was buroaght up, opened, and foond to contain over $500. McDonnell was overjoyed, and in a burst of geaerosity he tapped a beer keg and sat it ou Arhere all who ran might drink. He was arrested and punished' as above indicated.

Familiar Names.

George Psrsons Lathrop was bora ia the Sandwich islands. Canon Farrar was born in India, and as a boy resided in the Isle of Man«-

Mr. Louis Taft, of Illinois, is a young Bculptor who has achieved a deeided success in Paris.

Mrs. Mary A. Dennisen, the novelist, hss a home in Forida, where die resides during the wiater.

Mr. Levi P. Morton is understood ts have presented the valuable "Bead" estate to Dartmouth college.

Mrs. Deborah -Powers, ok Troy, N. Y., is 95 years of age and the head of th«t banking firm of JD. Powers St Sons.

Ferdinand de Lessens was 80 years old on the 10th instant He is the father of a dozen children, all born since be wss.6# years old.

Baron Yon Schaefer, recently Austrian minister at Washington, had been, when recalled, forty-two years in the diplomatic service, and he has been retired and pen* sioned.

Hugh Conway's name is being made, it is suspected, the vehicle for carrying a lot of trashy stories now appearing as the posthumous works of the author of

Called Back." Mr. E. A. Lever, a New Orleans journalist, has served in American, Mexican, Chilian and Peruvian armies, and has.' just received a commi«sion as brigadier general from the Honduras government

Miss C. A. Thym has been appointed conservator of the new international museum of art just opened at A mater* dam. She is the first lady in Holland t* be appointed to a prominent publife pou#. tion.

Henry Labeuchere, the English radical politician and editor, was recently mobbed at Portsmouth for offensive re* marks on the queen made in a publie speech. He had to run for it, 11x61)16 Marquis of Lome.

Lindsley MUBC, messenger to the SECRET tary of the navy, is the oldest govern. ment employe living, having served over fifty-seven years, fto«l being in his 80th year. He must often maze on the muta* tions in the official tenoies of secretaries.

Mme. Demorest is described as being apparently 45 years of age, tall, with ark eyes and hair, streaked with a few silver threads, and combed smoothly back' from her face. She ifore a blr^k silk dress, with front of open embroidery lined with white satin. Her dolman was of black brocade plush, and her bonnet and gloves of silver drab."

Dr. Schliemanu, the Homeric explorer, is a mua of 63 years, full of ener. ana vigor. Hetakespleasure in con tag liis researches. He is plain, uvai_ in-i ing man. His house at Athens has been*^ built for him of solid marble, in the m»st es gellent taste and the view is ote of tne fi aest aver seen. The windows command view of the Acropolid, the bav and the intensely blue waters of the j£gean sea. The flat roof is adorned with numerous marble statues.

Editorial Shavings.

New Orleans Picayune: If prou cun not lick a man, be lenient with his faults. Boston Evening Record: Mr. J. Bull remains the most successful land pirate of the o'd world.

Boston Herald: A street car that waa heated and ventilated would be a fearful and dangerous nuisance.

St Louis Globe-Democrat: One of th* secrets of success in politics is knowing how to govern the mouth.

Philadelphia Record: Speaker Carlisle is capable of doing decisive things without making the least fuss about it

Rochester Herald: Mr. Vanderbilt lets other men build railroads, and then, if they are in his way, he gathers them in.

New York Times: If a man can not speak at least clearly and with spiriflte has no right to invite the public to pay money to bear him lecture.

Philadelphia Times: Cities, like individuals, never stand still. The law of progress is inexorable, and he who fails to advance, accepts retrogression arft

cay. Kansas City Journal: The west furnishes the sinews of commerce, and it is only a question of time when power will crystallize about the centers of this'suppiy-

She Had Corns on Her Hand*. Chicago Herald. George Green, colored, spent Thanks giving eve in the Armory because his woman accused him of attempting to saw off ber thumb with a dull carving knife. Wlien the charge was reiterated in coort yesterday morning he met it with a vehement denial. "I wah trimmin' her oo'nt, jedge. y'honab honesty gawd, I wah 'tpaptin to ah he "Corns on her hand?" put in the in« credulous court. "Sahtin, jedge co'ns an'binyuns. PB#. been .. 2

•'Green, are you a chiropodist?"'1 "No, Bah (with some asperity), I'se a.j 'spect'bl' cullud pusson an' dono passoo a|j hones' an' 'muneratin' "Well, Green, out at the far ead of Blue Island avenue yon will find en inititution where you can pare the corns of the inner consciousness of a horse collar till yeu have learned the trade. You are fined $25." —, "Finishing Girls' 1£(location."

Some sensible writer in the Pall Mall Gazette proposes that housekeeping schools should be established in England similar to those in Germany^ "Every girl in Germany, be she tho daughter of nobleman, officer or small official, goes as soon as she has finished her school educa-^ tion into one of those training .labUwP" ments." The rirh go where they pay l«s

highly. They are never taken than a year, and every irionth ha propriatc work: Preserving of fi vegetables, laying down meats, the care of eggs, butter, etc., preservation of woolen clothes, repairing of

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linen, etc. Besides these general branches of housewifery, they are taught cooking, clear starching, the washing of dishes, the care of silver and glass, dusting ana sweeping, laying of a table and serving— in brief, all the duties which will faU to their own lot or to the servants whom they employ. As a result the menage or a German matron perfection, according to German ideas.

He Took the Hint

San Francisco Chronicle. It was very late. They sat quiet Conversation had long been desultory and disjointed. He would not go. A brass band in the far distance struck up a mournful blare. "How pretty that music sounds on the still night air?" said he. "Yes," she answered wearily. "What are they playing? Yes—it is 'Home, Sweet.Home?'"

He took the hint, and he has it now,