Indianapolis Journal, Indianapolis, Marion County, 5 October 1890 — Page 6

THE INDIANAPOLIS JOURNAL, SUNDAY, OCTOBER 5, 1890.

LACKS OLD AND NEW.

r&brlcs Valued at from Two Cents to 9300 Ter YartI Where They Are Made. CilCHJTOPOIt. It :s generally believed that laces are like Trine that is, tine laces: the older apiece ct lace i the more valuable it becomes. But this is 0110 of those popular fallacies that it is bard to controvert. A piece of old lace is not worth more than a bit ox new lace; nor is the latter Trorth less than the lormer. Lace is like diamonds. It never depreciates in value, but if it is in good condition one can always get what vras paid for it. It Is a necessary albeit ex pensive article in finished dressing, and, no matter how costly and how striking a woman's apparel may be, she is not dressed elegantly until her costume is topped oft" and finished with a conibination'oi lace material Tlero is a groat demand for laces ct various kinds, from the cheapest at 2 cents up to that exquisitelv finished material that cost $200 or SXOa yard. The taste of the American people is each year becoming more refined, and artistic effects in dressing are the constant elfoit of the xnodist-i. The finest lace that is made to-day is what is known as the point gaze. It the product of Belgium women. It is all needle-work made from patterns stretched on a background of paper. Tho net is tine needle-work caught in tine but fast knots. It varies in price from 3 to $J0O per yard, it is an admirable specimen of tine lacework and is difficult to get. In fact, lace"buyers find it a harder task to secure laces now than a few years ago. because lacemaking is not a very popular occupation. Workers in lace receive so little compensation for their labor that the old hands are training their children in other business. To counteract this threatened decline in the art, for it is as much an art to make line lace as it is to paint a picture, the principal lace manufacturers of Belgium have established schools in that country for the education of the voung in lace-making in the coarse and finer grades. It takes many hours of labor to make an inch of lino point lace, and those who are engaged in tho work cannot earn mere than 3) cents a day, while the close application to the work ruins their eyesight in a very short' time. There are cheaper grades of this point gaze lace that bring from $3 to $10 a yard. It is very popular with the wealthier class of people because it is so showy and elegant. Valenciennes lace is likewise manufactured in Belgium. It is made on a laco pillow. The pattern is pneked on a revolving cylinder, and then pins are stuck in these holes. The thread is wound on bobbin. and ICQ not much ostentation about it. but it is an aristocratic appearing lace, modest and elegant. These lace-makcrs can earn about 20 cents a day far their labor. u In the south of Franco is made the torchon lace, which perhaps is more generally used than any other laco material. It is made like the Valenciennes on a lace pillow at a little town called Lo l'oy. The women of this placi make laces that sell all the way' Ifroii 2 cents to ? a yard. During the ordi- ' WAnva y-N 9 flint f km han fwsiw. 4 4aijr jcai.ivfc tiici vjis fcucjr cant xiuiu i to o cent' a 'dAy, but once in a while good fortune strikes them. This is when there iff a popular demand for a certain kind of material, such as the yak or the guipure lace, which are made on the same kind of cushion as tho torchon. When this demand for these special hues comes they may be able to earn by diligent work as . much as 2 or 3 francs a day, which is from ' IX) to eX) cents in our money. It is then they think that the gods are very kind to them. Bat nch good luck is at the best spasmodic nd temporary. ' ' The torchon lace-makers are poorer than any of the rest. In the villages throughout the mountains they are so devoid of even the necessaries of life that public ovens are built for their use. Fires are lighted in these ovens about once a week as a measure of economy, and to them these lace-makers bring their bread to be baked. Yet they are cleanly in their habits snd seem to enjoy life quito as well as the more fortunate in this world. ' Tie English thread-laces are made near Devonshire in the south of England. The old thread lace-makers are dying out and their places are being filled by younger blood. As a result the trade can never get enough of these thread-laces to satisfy the demand. The duchesse lace is another Belgian 1 product. ' In this kind of lace the figures are made on pillows and then are joined into patterns by the lace-makers afterward. Duchesse lace is sold from $1 to $50 a yard. It is the general opinion of lace . experts that the prices of all grades of lace 5 goods will be largely increased if the McKinley bill becomes a law, and that those who wish to indulge a luxurious taste in this direction will have to pay roundly for it Some laces are made in Germany, also. These are the thread and torchon laces. They are not equal to other makes of the came kind and, therefore, cannot stand competition. The German torchon laces that are well made cannot compete vrith the French torchon in price. This kind of lace is a general favorite with the peasantry, and is made in Russia and Italy as well as in France and Germany. Some laces are made in Ireland, also, but these are very rare on account of the fineness of the designs. One of the features of the real Irish point lace is that the pattern 13 dillerent In every scallop, whereas in other laces it is merely a constant repetition. This change imparts a very charming effect to the lace. There is an increasing demand for the Spanish lace, which, of late years, has become comparatively unknown. Black . Chantilly laces are made in the same way as the Valenciennes. They are a beautiful lace, and sell from 50 cents to Si a yard. The Alencon lace is not much used now. It is made in the sarao manner as the point gaze, but in a dillerent style of design. The Venetian laces, which were formerly , made wholly in Venice, are now largely manufactured in Brussels and sold to the merchants of Venice, and by them resold as Venetian lace. The real guipure is no longer in vogue. Applique lace is made in Belgium in the same manner as duchesse lace. The figures, instead of interlacing as in the duchesse, are appliqued on a tine gauze net.- There aro other laces in the market, but these are tho principal kinds manufactured. AN ARTISTS KO.MANCE. ( Jules Breton's Idylllo Courtship and Tfappy Maniac. Atlantic Monthly for October. t Ghent, where Breton passed three yeai as an art student, we find the beginning of a little idyl, so slight that we can almost quote it entire, bnt with something of the grace and charm of Andre Ampere's. It opens in the studio of Felix de Vigne, Tf ho had three children. The eldest, the little Klodie. was growing modestly. An indefinable charm shone already in her dark-blue eyes, shaded by long, silky lashes. She went about the house noiselessly, gliding rather than walking, her slight body thrown a little backward, and bending under the weight of a brow already serious, the delicate profile of an angel in a Gothic cathedral. Her father in creating her had gone to the heart of that medieval period which he knew so well, fcho was about seven years old, and she danced on my knee. Years parsed years full of struggle and eorrow. In after a long absence, he was once more in Ghent, his joyous nature under the snadow of adepressioD which led him to wander solitary about the streets, tinder "a sun of lead and a high wind that blew the dust about in incessant whirlpools most irritating to the eyes." Bat there were consolations in Ghent, though not unmixed with disquietudes, the fc'tory of which we have spoken being now in full process of development. Towards 11 o'clock, before dinner, I left toe studio and went down to the salon, -where my Bttle favorite was practicing on the piauo her conservatory pieces, with abrupt movements of the head at the difficult passages, her elbows a tride pointed, her shoulder-blades standingout, She was fourteen and still in short dresses, the age of a charming awkwardness, when the figure lengthens, exaggerating the sleudernens of childhood, ller dark eyes, grave and candid, yet with something impenetrable in their depths, no longer looked at me with those glances of ariectionate tnirthfulnesa which had so rejoiced jay heart in the days already far behind, when she had made a collar of her little arms round my neck and danced on my "'T'took an interest in her lessons, and overwhelmed her with advice. These attentions embarrassed her and she exhibited eigns of impatience, which I misinterpreted, attributing them to aversion. But, after all. what right had I over her? A hy was I vexed at her greater familiarity with Winne, whom she addressed simply as Winne, whereas she called me Mouaieur Jules! She had a richt to prefer him to rs. And on what grounds did I decide

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that she hated me! V One day I went to hear her perform-at the concours of the conservatory. She played well, and, eager to offer my congratulations. 1 went to wait for her at the foot of the stairs. She camo down soon after with her little friends. I advanced to meet her, but on seeing me she turned away her head abruptly and walked on without saving anything. 'Evidently 1 said to myself, 'that child has no heart, n A little later, seeing her come away, the day of her graduation, with her arms full of nrizes. weeping at tho separation from her teachers, he decides that she has "a heart for other people." He leaves Ghent, taking with him a portrait of her, caught surreptitiously, and returns to Courrieres, where ho makes studies of peasant life and begins to paint tho "Petite Glaneuse." He resolves not to look at the portrait, but takes it out again and again. "And, behold, on the 22d of August, 1S53. she arrived with her father! She had become a young lady. I was astonished at the chango wroucht in her face. She was no longer severe. She waa so happy to come to us! She said, naivety, The nearer I got the more my heart beat!' What a softness in the frank glance of her eyes! The next day, when I was alone, she came to me and uttered just these words: T know I have sometimes given you pain. I am very sorry for it. Can you forgive me?' I kissed her. "Two days later we were engaged. It had all come about in the most simple way. I was painting her portrait in the studio and when I came to the eyes 1 stopped, with a sudden sense of oppression, and said to her: You understand mef She made an affirmative sign of the head. 'Will you be my wife!' The same motion of tho head gave me an ailirinative answer." They were married in 185$. Happily, the romance had no such end as that of Ampero and Julie. Mine. Breton became herself known as an artist and was the mother of Mme. Virginio Demont-Breton, to whom her father dedicates his autobiography, and to whom he is said to have declaied many times that she was his superior as an artist. WOMEN IN PUBLIC UFE. " The Manner of Their Entry Into It Severely Condemned. Writer In Westminster Review. The manner of women's entry Into publio life has, I hold, a fleeted mischievously their attitude toward public affairs. It has confirmed in them a tendency, already fostered by tho commonly used form of speech regarding tho sex, to consider thcmfieiyes as superior beings, with a general mission to reform the world and to instrnct mankind at large how. to behave. I should be the last to deny that women have something to teach, something to show, .something to add to the sum of human 'wisdom, or .that many of .tho affair a which men have sadly bnngled cau be sottlcd otherwise than by , the intervention of women and by tho acceptance of their counsel and help. It does not follow that there is any reason for the adoption of superior airs on the part of women, generally merely because they are women. fho attitude is not becoming, and tends to make the enemy blaspheme. The calmly dogmatic tone so often, assumed by those who pose as spokesmen of their sex, 'is not a little trying to such of their fellow-women ' as happen to possess a sense of humor or Of the fitness of things. Depend upon it, if women are to partake of tho banquet of life,' from all share in which they have been debarred hitherto, it is not in the capacity of official tasters of food that they will be admitted. They may feast, or they may look on; they will not , do both. It is natural, no doubt, that after ages of repression, women, gaining for the first time in the long history of the world freedom and right of speech, should be strongly inclined to repay repression with repression and force with foree, if not , of one kind then of another., It is natural, but it is unscientific; for actions of that kind can have but a slight aud temporary place in the evolution ot society. If anything that I have so far tried to maintain is trtto, it follows that the power of women must be limited by their environment by the degreo of progress which society has attained. Whether . they will tame and rule that brute force which lies over in the background as the last and final resort, is mora than any one can undertake to say, but at present they can only rule by its acquiescence, and by tho altered value which scientific discoveries have given to merely muscular forms of strength. At the same time we may see from a glance at political affairs how mischievous is the attempt to hold back the hands of the clock when public sentiment has aire id' marked the hour. While the right to exercise the franchise is persistently denied to women, their mother wit has enabled them to lay firm hold npon political power, and, although stiU remaining officially unrecognized, to attain a position of no small importance in political allairs. Being refused responsible power, they exercise it in an irresponsible and, therefore, a mischievous form. Such formal recognition of their position as, say, the conferring of the parliamentary franchise upon duly qualified women would now act rather as a . steadying than .. an exciting force. And here let me say, in closing, that neither in politics nor in anything else is the future direction of women's proclivities ns yet revealed, it is tho fashion, indeed, to assume complete' knowledge upon this interesting question, and the strength and direction of feminine influence is habitually discounted with the utmost, confidence. Now, if women are entering, as I hold, upon a now era, it is inevitable that their aims, ideals and wishes should undergo considerable change. Tho ideas of bondage are not the ideas of freedom, and women have not yet wholly, emerged from one into the other. . .. , . . What fa a Greenback?

L. E. Chittenden, in Harper's Magazine. A "greenback" is a statement engraved and printed in the similitude, of a banknote that "the United States will pay to the bearer dollars." It bears on its face the engraved signatures of.t be Kegistor and Treasurer of the United States; a memorandum that it is issued under the act of March 3, l63; and that it is a legal tender for dollars. A fac-simile of the Treasury seal is printed upon it in red ink and by a separate impression. In an open space on the back is a statement that "this note is a legal-tender at its face value for all debts, public or private, except duties on imports and interest on the pnblic debt," with a note of the punishment denounced against its counterfeiting or alteration. Originally it bore a certificate of its right to be converted into bonds of the United States bearing interest at the rate of 6 per cent, per annum. This right was withdrawn by the act of March 3, 18C3, as to all notes not presented for exchange before the 1st day of July in that year. Tho greenback, then, is the naked promise of the United States to pay tho bearer a certain number of dollars, unsecured except by the national credit, without date or time of payment, which, for all ordinary purposes, is money, equal to the gold and silver coins authorized by law. The Terms Easy. Philadelphia Press. The pastor had given but the closin g hymn. He took oil' his spectacles, wiped them on his coat sleeve and closed the book in front of him. "While we are singing this hymn," he said, beuignantly, ''any persons in tho congregation who wish to unite with the church are cordially invited to come forward. All we ask of them is to subscribe to our doctrines, promise to try to live up to them, and be reasonably faithful in attending the services of the church, ltis not expected of the members of this church," he continued, pushing his frayed shirt-cuff up out of sight inside his coat sleeve and buttoning his vest to relievo tho sensation of goneness within, "that they shall contribute anything to the support of the preacher unless they feel inclined, and I will do most of them the justice to say," he added, pushing his ancient looking hat further into, retirement under the pulpit seat, "that they don't feel inclined very often. The chair will aovr lead in 'Bless be the tie thatbinds.'" What an Anthem la. Mnaleal World. Two old British sailors were talking over their short experience. Ono had been to a cathedral and had heard some very fine music, and was descanting particularly upon an anthem which gave him much pleasure. His shipmate listened for a while and then said: "1 say. Bill, what's a hanthemT" "What!" replied Bill, "do you mean to say 3011 don't know what a hanthera is!" "Not me." "Well, then, I'll tell yer. If I was to tell4 yer. 'Ere, Bill, give me that 'andspike!' that wouldn't bo a hantbem; but was I to say, 'Bill, Bill, giv, giv, givo mc, give me, that. Bill, give me, give me, that hand, handspike, hand, haudspike, spike, spike, spike, ah-men, aUinen. Bill, givemethathandspike, spike, ahmenl' why. that would bo a hanthem."

HEROINE OF A FAMOUS POEM.

The Woman Who Furnished the Inspiration for Longfellow's "Skeleton In Armor." Tall River Letter in Boston Globe. Mr 8. Hannah Cook, who died in this city Saturday, and of whom a brief sketch appeared in Monday's Globe, deserves more than a passing notice. She was a descendant of one of the original settlers of this section, being in the sixth generation in descent from Richard Borden, who landed in Boston in 1G35, and her whole life, eighty-6even years, was spent in this city. It was back in 1817 that the first power loom was started here, and the pioneer factory girls were three in number, Hannah Uook, Sally inters and Mary liealey. 1 he first loom to startle the echoes with its clanging in this city, where to-day there are fifty thousand of these machines, was Mias Wlnters's, the second was run by Miss Hcaley, while Mrs. Cook (then Miss Borden), started the third. In a conversation with the writer a short time ago, the venerable old laay, in recalling those early days of the mills in Fall IJiver, compared the cona. 1 a 1 !iV aL M anion 01 tne xactory gin teen wan moseoi the present time. "In tnose days." said she, "I usually got up at 4 o'clock, made tho fire, cooked my own breakfast and tramped olt to the milJ. We went in at 5 a. m. and worked until 8 r. M with a stop of half an hour in the morn ing and at noon for meals. If a loom got out of order the superintendent took it apart and carried it to Providence to get it fixed. They were getting out of order all the time." Then a weaver tended two looms, where to-day one tends six or seven. It was Mrs. Cook who started and carried successfully through the first strike ever had in a Fall Kiver cotton-mill. It was back in 1820. She was then a spirited young miss of seventeen, and. as was the custom of those davs. received, hi common with every other employe of the - a 1 1 mm, very intie coin 01 mo reaim in compensation for services, but was obliged to "take it up" in barter at the store owned by the mill proprietors and run in conjunction with tho lactory. She had little inclination to exchange her labor for molasses. West India rum and cheap prints, and revolted. In vain did Deacon Anthony, tho mill agent, warn her that her rebellious spirit would bring her into trouble. She demanded that she be paid in hard cash or she would stop the mill. lhe owner endeavored to compromise matters, offering to nay her the wages sho earned in legal tender if she would say ( nothing to her co-workers, "because," he ' urged, "if I gave all the rest of 'em money I'd be ruined." This proposition she wouldn't accede to, and the first strike was inaugurated. In marked distinction with those of recent years, it was soon settled by a victory for the strikers. But it was as the discoverer of the "Skele ton in Armor" immortalized by Longfellow in theso lines: "Speak! Speak! thou fearful guest! Who, with thy hollow breast, Still in rude armor drest, Coniest to haunt me!" that Mrs. Cook was known beyond her social circles in this city. Not long ago the writer hoard from her own lips the story of the discovery. It was in 1832 that Mrs. Cook, while getting scouring-sand from a bank on the present site of the gas-works in this city, discovered this strange relic. It was inclosed in two coverings of bark, was in a sitting posture, a brass oval plate on its breast, and about its body a belt made of brass tubing. Near it was a quiver of brass-tipped arrows. The quiver and wrappings covering the skeleton crumbled into dust, after a brief exposure to the air. The skeleton was re moved to the Athenaeum Museum in this cit where it and the brass armor were totally destroyed in the great fire of 1843, and the only relic left is a pieco of the tubing of the brass belt, which is in the possession of Mrs. Cook's daughter, and has been utilized as a ferule to a jeweller's screw-driver, which was used in constructing the first public clock made in this city. foamuel Longfellow, a brother of the poet, was here about the time of the finding of the skeleton, and on relating the facts to his brother, suggested to him the idea of making it the subject of a poem. In the years that havo followed Mrs. Cook has received visits from savants and relic-hunters of all kinds to learn everything in connection with tho skeleton and its discovery, and largo offers have been made for tho tiny relic above alluded to. Until within a few months the old lady has enjoyed good health, and was always a most interesting and estimable character. CO-OPERATIVE HOUSEKEEPING. The Experiment About to lie Made In Cen tral New Yorlc TJtica Press. The first experiment in co-operative housekeeping in Utica will be inaugurated next Monday. The liouor will belong to the Eleventh ward. Four or rive families whose homes are on Henry street and in that immediate vicinity are the prime movers in the enterprise. They havo been discussing the subject for some time, and have reached the conclusion that the cooperative plan of living can be placed in operation as successfully here as elsewhere. They have found that in many cities throughout tho country there are to-day communities of people banded together for the purpose of escaping some of the vexations which are incident to private housekeeping. Chief among the trials and tribulations of the housewife is the provision of the victualizing department and the maintenance of a suitable table.- Unless fortunate in the ponsession of capable servants, it is impossible to accomplish what is desired, and even where every facility is allorded. a certain amount of worry and bother cannot be avoided. A great many people, unless they have children, for this reason make their homes in hotels and boarding-houses, but there are objections to boarding-houses. You cannot always choose your company, and the conduct of the establishment may not suit your taste. The co-operative plan of living allows a private residence and provides for a table managed as the boarders may direct. A circle or club is formed, aud only those congenial to the charter members may be admitted. The Henry-street Club will have on tho start about twenty-five members. Thoy have leased a conveniently located house on Henry street, and have engaged Mrs. Jones, late of the Waverley.in the capacity of housekeeper. She is to receive a stated salary per year, and is to occupy the house with such servants as may bo required to prepare and servo meals. Sho will make purchases of provisions, and tho bills will be audited and paid by a committee appointed to act for the club in all such affairs. Once a week, or as often as may be desired, an assessment will be ordered to defray the expensos, each person paying pro rata. If a member brings visitors he must pay an additional amount. The families living in this way will thus berelieved of the most burdensome part of housekeeping. They can devote their time more to the enjoyment of their homes and the performance of social and other duties. At the same time it is expected that tho expense of living in this way will not be greater than under the present conventional mode of indivjdual housekeeping. The chances are, all things considered, that it will be, if anything, less. Those who commence next Monday to demonstrate that the plan is all that is claimed for it are ladies and gentlemen who will form pleasant society and are adapted to dwell together in harmony. They do not undertake to say that this idea is one suited for all classes and conditions, but for those situated as they are they think that it it practical and will worn liko a charm. A Good Old Rule of Etiquette. . Philadelphia Press. It is most decidedly bad form for a man to l ake a woman's arm or elbow while walking with her on tho street, or even in escorting her about the house at an entertainment. The courteous man and he is usually the gentleman makes a mistake of etiquette when he places the tips of his fingers on a woman a elbow without her permission. A woman's body is presumably 6aered, and to be preserved from the touch of all men outside of her relatives by blood, with the exception of her husband, and even her affianced lover should consider it an inestimable privilege to caress her hand or kiss herUips. This is the old straight rnle of etiquette that was brought into force by. the looseness and familiarity that prevailed in the middle centuries between men and women a familiarity that was far worse than the etiquotto of barbarism which, though ?rimitive and rude, was at least sincere, he only excuse that a man can have for taking a woman's arm on tho street is in case of danger to her. and then, in order to assist her, he is justifiable in not only seizing her arm, but in picking her up bodily and carrying her out of the reach of harm. The truly courteous man oilers his arm merely as an assistance to his woman coxa-

panion. If she does not need it, or Is more comfortable without such assistance, it is no( discourteous for her to decline. A FARMER'S EXPERIMENT.

To Improve Their Business .Prospects They Build Their Own Railroad. Joan Gilmer Speed, in Harper's Weekly. While the farmers in the South and West are endeavoring to better their condition' by the formation of a farmers' party which seeks political control, their brethren in a small section of New Jersey are preparing to give another method a trial. For twenty years past farming pure and 'simple has been getting less and less profitable in most of the Eastern States. It has now. come to the point in some sections when either new methods must be tried or the farms abandoned. In certain parts of the counties of Morris, Somerset and Hunterdon, in northern New Jersey, it has been almost impossible for the farmers to make any change in their meth-' ods. If they grew fruits or vegteables the expensive haul to market would exhaust the profit, for the railroad facilities in the section amounted to next to nothing. The Morris & Essex division of the Delaware. Lackaw.tnna & Western runs through Morris county, aud the New Jersey Central through Hunterdon, but from one road to the other is twenty-five miles. It is a very fertile country, -where small fauits and vegetables could be grown very profitably if it were not for the expense of getting them quickly to market. The large corporations controlling railroads in northern New Jersey have from time to time made surreys through this section, and the farmers have waited with what content they could for tho railroad which was always coming, but which never came. Three years ago a young man, the son of a farmer in the section, who had been in the West and had practiced somewhat as a ourveyor and engineer, returned home and endeavered to interest the varions towns on the line of the road which he proposed to bnild from Morristown to White House, in Hunterdon county. This would have required the building of twenty-five miles of, road, and the amount of money required, some $300,000, seemed so great that the projector found it impossible to obtain a concert of action in the varidus towns and neighborhoods the road would traverse. After many disappointments he abandoned this method of. procedure, and concluded to build 'the road in sections, a little at a time. His first section was from White House to New Germantown in Hunterdon county, a distance of five miles. He formed a company called the Kockaway Valley railroad, and got the farmers along the line to subscribe for tho stock and bonds. They paid these subscriptions partly in money and partly in work and material. Where the grading was not too heavy each farmer has done the srading of the road as it passed through his place. The cross-tics have been furnished in the same way, and money has only been needed for bridge timber, iron and rolling stock. It is an edifying spectacle to see the farmers at work building their road. Each laborer is a shareholder, and he seems to feel, as ho handles his pick or shovel, that he is working for himself. The first time I saw them at work 1 was amazed at the vim and energy displayed, I did not then know how the road was being graded, and it occurred to me that the particular gang of men must havo been composed of exceptionally good material, or have tho most efficient of foremen. I was shortly afterward introduced to the foreman, who was' guiding a huge four-horse plow, and I learned that he was not only the foreman of tho gang, but the vice-president of the company. He said he had to do no urging at all, as each man seemed inclined to give to the work the best that as in him. These same men, I dare say, when working out their road-tax can kill time and do as little work as the oldest soldier who ever shirked his task. Many thousands of peach trees have been planted in this section, and all the farmers are preparing to try other -crops than those which have proven to be unprofitable. An era of hopefulness has set in, and these sturdy farmers, whose great-grandfathers succored the starving army of Washington during that awful winter when the Continental army was encamped at Morristown, are now trying to save themselves. I have no donbt that they are making a much more sensible effort than those who are seeking the assistance of tho general government In their material affairs. A HERO OF itoltTiNINE. . -,. , Old Man Humphreys and the Cut-Throat Mexicans , Pittsburg Post. 1 Twenty-live years ago, when the Josephine quicksilver mine in San Luis Opinuo was being worked, the owners hired Mexicans mostly, and they were a set of cutthroats who would kill a person for a dime. An old fellow named Humphreys moved into the district and opened a saloon about a mile from the mine, in a gulch near the main road. He kept money on hand more or less, and the Mexicans determined to . rob him. One night when he was sitting alone' in his saloon- live of them entered and called for ..drinks. They paid the money and stood up at the bar. Then, when Humphreys sat down at tho end of the room, near the stove, one of them locked the door and all five surrounded him. The Jeader drew a knife and told him to give up quietly and he would not be hurt. Humphreys, rising to the emergency, seized-the leader and threw him out of the closed door into the gulch. The door was an ordinary paneled ono of white pine, half-inch panels set in inch frames. Humphreys at once seized the next Mexican by the head and threw him against two of the others, flooring them; he then began throwing the men out of the broken door, and in a few minutes the last of his assailants lay bruised and defeated in the gulch below. For weeks the front door of the saloon remained a mere frame with a hole in its middle three feet across, and the Mexican miners as they passed would cross themselves and pray to be delivered from that "Diablo Don Miguel Humphreys." ' 1 was interested in the story, and a few years later picked ud what 1 could about tho hero of this little frontier episode. He was a Tennessean, born about 171)3, and therefore sixty-seven years old whon he whipped his Mexicans. But he took no pride in the affair, for it was infinitely less than some of his earlier feats. He had been a "fighter and 'rastler" all his days, and no ono had ever mastered him. either in strength or in skill. Kudo, uneducated fellow though he was. the old man was always "square on the deal." Ono cannot but think that this fighting man of the backwoods was worthy of a larger field. In him, as in the other men I have described, one was instantly impressed by a total indifference to all standards, except his own. He was like a California grizzlyhe would not go an inch out of his way to start a fight. "Never dared a man in my life." was his own terso phrase. "Never failed ter whip what dared me. A LITERARY CONVERSATION. 3Ilss Bud Knew Just What Would Please the Young Lawyer. , Washington Post. A charming Washington debutante met a distinguished lawyer at a reception, and was much ilattered when he asked leave to call upon her the next evening. Bent on making herself agreeable, she consulted with her girl friends respecting his likes and dislikes, bis hobbies, etc. "Oh, I'm nearly scared to death." she confessed to one sympathetic maiden; "they 6ay he's so awfully smart, and I'm certain I won't talk well enough to please him. Now, you've known him a long time; do tell me what subjects to discuss, so I can run home and get ready for him." "Well," suggested the kind-hearted friend, "literature is his fad, so you can't go wrong if yon turn the conversation in that channel." Having secured this valuable information, Miss Bud hurried home comforted, and devoted the rest of the day to reading. Promptly at 8 o'clock the young lawyer was ushered into the drawing-room, where he found Miss Bud (thoroughly posted in literature) awaiting him. "Wasn't it a delightful reception we attended last eveuingf" he asked, by way of opening the conversation. "Oh, ves," was the response; "but wasn't that 6ad about poor Mary, Queen of Scots? They cut her head off. you know." Neither history, nor the young lawyer has ever recorded the rest of this very literary conversation. An Idol Shattered. NeirTork Bun. "Where is Penelope?" asked the Boston mother. . "Up in her room. Been there all the morning, crying." "Crying? What for?" "She read in the papers that Keats took snuff."

TOE GRANT HIGHLANDERS.

They Preferred Death to Compulsory Service on Board War Ships. Doston Journal. During the creat war that grew out of the French revolution. Colonel Grant, who had seen considerable service, organized a regiment among his tenants and neighbors, and the government was so pleased with his patriotism that it gave his regiment the name of the "Grant Highlanders." When the regiment was properly disciplined it was sent to Portsmouth, to be on - hand for shipment on foreign service. In the meantime Lord Howe was fitting out his fleet to meet the French, and being short of men tho Highlanders volunteered to serve in tho fleet as marines. They were distribnted through the licet; their officers remained on shore. This was in 1791. . After several conflicts Lord Howe defeated the French under Louis-Thomas Villaret-Joyeuse, captured six sail of the line, destroyed one and put tne others 10 nigot oaaiy damaged. This, in British naval history, is called "Lord Howe's victory of the 1st of June, 1794.", It was over the first fleot sent to sea after tho revolution. The . British, with their prizes, put into Portsmouth to repair and refit. 1 The Highlanders resumed their organization as soldiers, and were stationed to cuard tho French prisoners. Their con duct while alloat was so highly command ed by the captains under whom they served that when the fleet was refitted the government sent an order for them to rejoin the ships as marines-without consulting them. To this they objected. Their oflicers left them; but the soldiers remained to gether united to a man. and told the com manding general that no power on earth should send them to sea again. They had enlisted as soldiers, and as soldiers only they would servo. No doubt they had become disgusted with the Hogging brutality then common in the navy, and - which subsequently caused a mutiny in the same fleet at Spithead, by which the government was compelled to give the seamen all that they demanded. Two or three regiments of English troops were drawn up to coerce them, and fired blank cartridges. The Highlanders replied with bullets, and after the nrst hre charged, in the smoke and scattered their opponents: then retnred to their quarters and pledged themselves anew to die to the last man rather than surrender. They expected annihilation and dared to 'face it. Early the next morning General Abercrombie proceeded to their quarters and summoned the regiment to parade. . . "By whose ordersl'MemandedTomHalliday, sergeant of the guard. "By orders of General Abercrombie." Abercrombie waa a Scotchman, and the government sent him to bring hismutinous conntrymen to order. The Highlanders responded, fiotue of .them half-dressed, but all had their muskets and ammunition. The General sent them back to dress for pa rade, and, seeing no troops to coerce them, they obeyed, and appeared, with pipes playing in gallant style. A finer body of men did not belons to the army. The General, after 11 i 1 1 1 compumuuung mem upon ineir soiaieriy appearance, informed them thatthe govern ment had decided to break up the regiment, giving the men tho privilege of volunteering into other Highland regiments, or of serving afloat as marines. And, strange, as it may seem, some of them volunteered for marines. JJut they would not be coerced. SELF-DENIAL SAVED HIS LIFE. Fair to Middling: Sailor's Yarn Spun in a . Chicago Hotel. Chicago Post "Speaking of self-denial," remarked Harold Cunningham, of New York, to a friend at the Lelaud Hotel, who had pleaded an attack of that virtue as a reason for not ac cepting an invitation to drink, "speaking of self-denial reminds me of an incident in my career. In the early, seventies the ship in which, as first mate, I sailed from London to India was wrecked in a hurricane oil' the coast of Portugal. We launched the ship's long boat, and such speed did we have to make to escape going down with tho vessel that we hadn't time to secure either provisions or water. Talk about suffering and the witnessing of it! There were thirteen of ns all told in the boat, and for ten days we tossed beneath a midsummer's sun. I underwent the tortures of bell's inhabitants. Seven men died on the sixth day, and four jumped overboard on the eighth; the twelfth followed them the next day, and I, while , muscularly tho weakest, yet possessed of tho greatest vitality, was alone. Shortly after the last man left me I spied alongside the boat a young green turtle on the water asleep. Though scarcely able to move, the savageness of my hunger gave me strength, and in a jiffy I had tho juicy banquet into the boat, and was about to split it open with the boat hook when an idea stopped me. Turtles at that time of the year frequented shallow water I knew, therefore it was probable I was not far from land. And though there was nono in sight I knew that if released the turtlo would doubtless make for it Should it do bo it might get caught by turtle hunters. That the chance was very slim I was well aware; but I was young, the world was very dear to me, and I did not want to quit it, sol determined to tako the chance. With a quadrant that happened to be in the boat 1 took my recokning. It was somewhat inaccurate, I have no doubt, but I made it out to be SO degrees north longitude and 40 latitude. Then with mv knife I carved on the turtle's back: Wrecked, lat. 80 N Ion. 40, July 1, 1871, 1L C.,' and flung the turtle overboard. As he swam away my hunger and thirst returned with double force, and, nearly crazy, I grabbed the oars and sought to overtake him. But he dived and I lost consciousness, which a merciful Providence kept from me, I afterward learned, for four days. The turtlo was captured hy a man-of-war's sounding crew off the Azores on July 2, the inscription was read and the man-of-war to which the crew belonged steamed out of harbor that night in search of me. At the end of the second day 1 was found. They feared that they were too late, but I was put in the care of the best of nurses, and that that care was excellent ray being here testifies. Sorry I have to drink alone, but since self-denial, a virtue for which you my. believe I entertain the very highest respect, prevents your joining me, I suppose I shall have to. Hero's how." Mme. Edina of Corfu. ChicapD Post. The Empress of Austria, when in Paris, sent for the clerk of the Grand Hotel at Arcachon, where she is staying, to tell him that she is not an imperial personage, and that it is very stupid of tho servants to address her as her Excellency. She is simply Mme. Edina of Corfu, and the wife of a Greek merchant. She hoped to be let 1 alone, lhe other morning, long before daylight, members of her suit were up and went down to the porter to get the outer door open, theirmjstress. they said, wanting to go to bathe. She went out intotheseaat5 in a boat, swam for a short time, and then camo back to tako breakfast cooked on a spirit-of-wine lamp. Though the weather was rainy she then went out with a lady to walk. They came in dripping, but looking the better for the exercise, in which they spent more than an hour. Sho delights in going round the little shops and picking up souvenirs of all sorts. Her movements are uncertain. The sandy soil of Arcachon just suits her in this fearful weather. However hard it rains the walks are never muddy. Orders have been 6ent to the prefects and the sub-prefects of the Landes and the port authorities at Bayonne to seem to take no notice , of her, but to be ready to give her any assistance she may need. Named Them After the Lord. Chicago Herald. Old Pete Robinson, who lived at Worsham, Ya., is a pious negro, who jogged along with his wife for many years, naming a new baby every year until seventeen unbleached olive branches bore Scriptural names. - Then came a surprise. Ono morning the Presbyterian minister, while taking his constitutional, met Pete. "Good morning, Peter. You seem to be verv much pleased at something." "Yes, Bah, I is. You see, de ole 'oman 'created de family las' night." "Ah, indeed!" "Yes, eah, dar's two mo' little lam's ov de Lord." "Indeed! And what will you name them!" "Gwine name 'em both arter de Lord; gwine call 'em Messiah and Hallowayf" "Messiah and Halloway! Where do you get the name Hallowayf ' Hi, man! Don't de Lord's pra'rsay 'Halloway be Thy name!'" Six Potatoes to a Load. rhiladMphia CalL , ' I was amused a few days since in watching a company of laborers at work digging potatoes in a field in the valley of the liimac, writes a traveler from Peru. A team of oxen plowed up the hills with a light plow, leaving the tubers exposed on

the ground. SK Jndian workmen picked up the potatoes and carried them to a pile in one corner of the field, while the overseer, a Spanard. stood in majestic and dignified idleness watching the work. The men who were picking up tho potatoes had neither nail, bag nor box in which to carry them. Two of thnm nnt, thn notatoes in

their hats, and the others carried them in i their hands, each one going from every part of the field to the pile in one corner, carding five or six potatoes each trip. Here were eight men and a team of oxen engaged in doing work which in America would be done by one man and a boy. CHINESE GIRLS NEGLECTED. Education Denied Them because They Will Get Marred. : A writer in the North China Herald, in 1 an essay on "The National History of the Chinese Girl," hassomo interesting remarks on the lack of education of Chinese women. When the child grows up to be what wo should call a young school-girl her friends begin to be very uneasy about her. This has not the smallest connection with her intellectual nature, which, so far as any culture which it receives is concerned, might as well be non-existent. Unless her father happens to be a schoolmaster and at home with nothing to do, he never thinks of teaching his daughter to read; it would be preposterous. It is iike weeding the field for some, other man ' or putting a gold chain around the neck of some one else's puppy, which may at any moment be whistled ort, and then what becomes of the chainf t One of the underlying assumptions of Chineso society is that it is the body of the girl for which the parents are responsible, and not the mind. To almost any Chinese it would probably appear a self-evident proposition that to spend time, strength, and. much more, money in educating the daughter-in-law of some one else is a sheer waste. "But," you say to him. "she is your daughter." "Not after she is married," he replies, "she is theirs; let them educate her themselves if they want her educated. Why should I teach her how to read, write, and reckon when it will never do me any good! ' With which utilitarian inquiry the education of most Chinese girls has been banished from human thought for the space of some milleniums. The anxiety which all her friends begin to feel about a Chinese girl as soon as she attains any considerable size is exhibited irythe inquiries which are made about her whenever she happens, to be spoken of. These inquiries do not concern her character or her domestic accomplishments, much less her intellectual capacity, of which she has, theoretically, none to speak of; bnt they may all be summed up in the single phrase, "Is she said!" meaning by the terra "said" betrothed. If t he reply should be in the negative the intelligence is received in much the same way as we should receive the information that a European, child had, by some strange neglect, been allowed to grow to the age of sixteen without having been taught anything whatever out of books. The instinctive feeling of a Chinese in regard to a girl is that she should be betrothed as- soon as possible. This is one of the many points in regard to which it is almost impossible for the Chinese and the Anglo-Saxon - to come to terms. As soon as a Chinese girl is once betrothed she is placed in different relations to the universe generally. She is no longer allowed such freedom as hitherto, although that may havo been little enough. She cannot go anywhere, because it would be "inconvenient,?' She might be seen by some member of the family into which she is to marry than which it is hardly possible to think of anything more horrible. 'Why!" the - irrepressible Occidental inquires, and is quenched by the information that "it would not be proper." Why it would not be proper no one can ever tell, except that it never wot proper, and therefore it is not so now, and therefore never will be. The imminent risk that the girl might at some ungarded moment be actually seen by the family oftthe future mother in-law is a reason why 60 few engagements for girls are mado in tho town in which the girl lives an arrangement which would seem to be for the convenience of all pasties in a great variety of ways. On Associating with the filch October Pcribner. To associate with the rich seems pleasant and profitable. They are apt to be agreeable and well informed, and it is good to play with, them and enjoy the usufruct of all their pleasant apparatus; but, of course, you cah neither hope nor wish to get anything for nothing. Of the cost of the practice, the expenditure of time still seems to he the item that is most serious. It takes a great deal of time to cultivate tho rich successfully. If they are working people their timo is so much more valuable than yours that when you visit withthem itis apt to be your time that is sacrificed. If they are not working people it is worse yet. Their spe-. cial outings, when they want your company, always come when you cannot get away from work, except at some groat sacrifice, which, under the stress of tempation, you are too apt to make. Their pleasuring' is on so large a scale that you cannot make it fit your times or necessities. You can't go yachting for half a day, nor will $50 take you far on tho way to shoot big game in Manitoba. You simply cannot play with them when they play, because you cannot reach; and when thoy work you cannot play with them; bcause their time then is worth so much a minute that you cannot bear to waste it. And you cannot play with them' when you are working yourself, and they are inactively at leisnro, because, cheap as your time is, you can't spare it. , lis A Lady Naturalist. Chicago Post. , Fraulein von Chauvin, the German lady scientist in natural history, attracted much Uattering attention at the recent congress at Berlin, where she even had her place next' to Virchow. Fraulein von Chauvin, having been prevented through ill health from going through the regular school routine, including languages, has concentrated all her interest in the study and observation of animal and vegetable life. She has, by her ingenions - experiments and discoveries, proved nerself a natural scientist of the first class, and enjoys a wide and general reputation as such. Her aviary is a regular Noah's ark, where she, as she says, by her love forces the most different animals to live peaceably tof;ether. Vultures, pigeons, ravens, owls, owls, a parrot, a stork, peacocks, ducks, etc., all get on together in the best possible manner, and know and obey tho voice of their mistress. A Siamese cat has its quarters in the same cage as some Egyptian rats, but they take no notice of each other. Fraulein von Chauvin's collection of butterflies is the most perfect in Germany. Also withiu the vegetable world this gifted lady has wrought many wonders, and she has reared flowers and 6eeds where no botanic garden has succeeded. Iter health does not allow her to iead or write much, but ono or two of her treatises have attracted great attention. Our Own Times Not to lit, Underrated. Georgo William Curtis, in Cctobei Urpcr. The conviction, which is irrco.tible, that there is always an abundance of goodness in life makes our own time 2a full and promising as any other. In the cool wind that siucs out of the northern mountains behold Charles the Fifth's day, another yet tho same says our wise man. To suppose that heroism died with Horatius and chivalry with Philip Sydney; that beauty perished with Helen and valor with Achilles is to surrender before tho battle begins. Humility is an excellent virtue, but the self-reliance that comes from honest conviction is no less excellent. The most independent and courageous of men the man who instinctively takes command of an ocean stuamer in a panic of wreck because of his conscious ability to deal with the emergencymay yet be as humble as Pierce or Sylvester when conducting successfully the abstmsest calculation. To admire Moltke is not to depreciate Marlborough, as to praise Marlborough was not to belittle Julius Ciesar. Humility would not bean excelleut virtue lf it silenced counsel or paralyzed action. The more just we are to our own day, the juster we shall bo to tho brave days of old. Discouraging Waste of Tower. Detroit Free Pn. Only in Figures Every time a cow moves her tail to switch a Hy she exerts a force of three pounds. In the course of a summer a single cow wastes five million pounds of energy. The cows of America throw away power enough to move every piece of machinery in the world. This is exclusive of kicking milkmaids off the stools. A Great DlfTereuce. Ham's Horn. There is a vast difference between being whitewashed and washed white. The great multitude which John saw had "washed (not whitewashed) their robes, and made them white in the blood of the Lamb."

HUNTING THE LION.

A Stirring Adventure in a California Mouataln. Ksd Bluff reople's Cause. For some time pat the ranchers and stockmen along Pit river have been annoyed by California lions killing their goats, sheep and hops, and even young calves. A fuvr days ago Oliver WlsT. of the firm of Wilsey Brothers, who are engaged in the cattle business in the vicinity of Kound mountain, was looking after stock, and came upon two large lions devouring one of bis calves. At first they seemed quite careless of his presence, but he finally succeeded in scaring them off toward the river. At once tho bovs concluded to rid the woods of the pests, and informed a young man named David Brock, who keeps a band of bear dogs a few miles down the river, of the chance for some fun. Brock has had considerable experience with the masters of the woods, and he at onco proceeded to tho vicinity and set bis dogs on the trail. On Sunday morning, at about 8 o'clock, the dogs came upon what proved to be a largo lioness. She at once made for her hiding-, place, which was not faraway. When near her place of concealment 6ho concluded to show tight, and when the dog came up they wero knocked right and left. Whilo the lioness and the dogs were battling Brock made his appearance in the direction of her den. He being immediately between her and the den, she broke from the doss and made for Brock. But Brock, being well up to the trick stood firm until she camo within a few feet, when he suddenly sprang behind a small tree close by. Coming with such force as she did, the lioness could net sheer to ope side, and as she passed Brock he fired, and she fell, shot through the heart. .Of course the most exciting part of the hunt was over for tbe time, but the dogs soon found tho den, and enriosity led Brock to look among tbe sticks, leaves and rocks. He soon came upon three young lions about tho size of a half-grown house cat. They fought desperately, but had to give way to the hunter, who took them alive. 'Brock thinks of raising them as pets. On tho same day another lion was killed in the same neighborhood by a young man passing over tbe road, who happened to have his gun with him. IDENTIFICATION NECESSARY. She Got It from the Cashier Jllmtelf Then ' and There. Drake's Magazine. "You'll have to be identified before I can cash this check for you, madam," said the pompous cashier of a down-town bank to a tall, leathery, hook-nosed woman in a green, and red, and blue dress, and bofore-t hewar bonnet, who presented herself at his window one afternoon when the rush of business was greatest. "I-dentiliedf what's thatP asked tho woman. "Why, that you'll have to bring some ono hero who knows; you to .be the person named on this check." "Well. I-I whyI . No, it can't bo! Yes. it is, too! Ain't you Henry Smith!" "That is my name, madam," he replied, coldly. "I knowed it, and you don't reckomcmber me. Hen! Look at me agin. I'm changed some, an' so air you, but 1 jist knowed I'd seen you afore theminnit I clapped eyes on ye. You've got that same old cast in your left eye and nose still crooks a little to tho left, and you're a Smith all over. And you don't know, inef Don't reckomember Sahndy Spratt that you uscterto coax to become Salindy Smith. . Heo, bee, bee! 'Member me now, don't ye, Hent 'Member how ye useter haul me to school on your sled, an' kiss me in tho lane, an' call me your little true love when wo wuz boy an' gal together! 'Member how you cut up 'cause I givo yo the mitten an' tok up with Li Link, whose wife 1 now be! Land. Hen. I could stand here all day talkin' over them, old times back on the fann, but 1 reckon you are busy now. You kin i-dentify mo now, can't you, Hen!" "lien" did so. but in a mood that almost produced apoplexy, and those who witnessed the reunion of these long-6eparated friends wondered that "HenV glance of identification did not strike Salindy Spratt Link deacL Salads and Salad-Dressing. Home Magazine. Cream Dressing. One cup of sweet cream, the yolks of six eggs, one-half cup of melted butter, one-half cup of vinegar, two teaspoonfuls of made mustard, two teaspoonfuls of salt and a dash of cayenne pepper. Add to the beaten 3olks all the ingredients save the cream, aud cook over hot water, stirring constantly, till well thickened.' Beat tho mixture briskl3 a moment before setting onido, to cool, and when thoroughly cold add the cream, empty the dressing into a glass fruit-jar and set in tho refrigerator until needed. Never allow salad-dressing to stand in a tin receptacle. In mixing some salads it may bo well to use a little oil with tbe dressing; for others, a tritie of sutrar may be added. These may be used at discretion, but the dressing is excellent as given. In the next recipe we have a dressing; which greatly resembles tho ordinary mayonnaise, though possessing some advantages which the plain mayonnaise lacks. It is easier to prepare, is somewhat less ex pensive, and will keep longer. Cream Muyonnaise (uncooked.) The yolks of ten eggs, one teatpoonful of sugar, two tablespooufuls of dry mustard, two generous teaspoonfuls of salt, a pinch of cayenne pepper, the juice of one large lemon, five tablespoonfpls of olive oil, twothirds of a cup ormelted butter, two-thirds of a cup of vinegar and one pint of cream. Beat the yolks of eg?s in a largo cake-bowl until thick and light. Mix mustard and sugar, stirring till smooth, with a littlo hot water; beat the mixture into tho ctrgs and add the other ingredients in the following order: First, the melted butter, tben salt, pepper, vinegar, lemon juice and oil, beating hard while mixing. If the dressing is to be used at once, add the cream also. When it Is designed to keep tho dressing, omit the cream, adding it as tho dressing is used. This is most convenient, as some salads demand less cream than others. The recipe, as given, is especially finoforcbickensalad, and the amount given will dress two large chickens and six bunches of celery. Tomato and Salmon Salad. Six smooth ripe tomatoes, one piut can of salmon and one bunch of lettuce. Let tho tomatoes lie in boiling water a moment, removo skins and cores, and set them on ice till thoroughly chilled. Drain the oil, and remove the skin and bones from the salmon. Line a salad bowl with large lettuce leaves, arrange a layer of sliced tomatoes and ouo of salmon, and moisten with dressing; now another layer of torn a toe. heap the remainder of the salmon in tho center, use more of tbe dressing, and garnish with the fine tender lettuce leaves found in tb center of the bunch. Kiiherof the dressings given may be used for this salad, and it should be served as soon as possible after it is made. . . A Simple Salad. Arrangevalternato lay ers of 6liced tomatoes and sliced cucumbers, and dress with the cream mayonnaise; or either tomatoes or cucumbers may be used separately. September Salad. Six cold boiled potatoes, one-half of a small red bret. which has been boiled or baked, six stalks of celery, one-half a teaspoouful of grated onion and three hard-boiled eggs. Slice and cut the beet into dice, and moisten with vinegar; dice tbe potatoes, aiico the eggs, and cut celery ;mto half-inch lengths. Add grated onion, and toss all the ingredients together with a silver fork. Moisten with either of the dressings. When celeryisnot obtainable a few drops of celery esseuce. or a little celery salt, added to the dressing will prove a good substitute . A banana salad is something new, and consists merely of sliced uauauas dressed with a plain mayonnaise. In the foregoing recipes where lobster, shrimp and 6almon are used, 1 havo purpose! v called for the canned goods. Tbess are always obtainable and easily kept in the larder. The fresh fish may bo Fubstitnted by those who are able to procure them, and. no doubt, with oven better results. To be appetizing, a salad mnnt be cold and fresh. The wilted, lukewarm compounds, sometimes een. lack tho elements most essential to a good salad. IU Face Was Familiar. ruck. "It seems to me I ought to know voiLM remarked a humorits to a joko. "You ought to," replied the joke: "I am your own child; but I've been translated into the German and back since I left home." Of all articles nsed to graco a tablo none imparts more brilliancy than Doriiinger's American Cut Glass. It is the richest cut 5 lass in the world. Iuimre for it of your ealer. Every pieco has Dorfiingcr'a trad marklabeL