Indianapolis Sentinel, Volume 34, Number 81, Indianapolis, Marion County, 22 March 1885 — Page 11

THE INDIANAPOLIS DAILY SENTlNELiBUNDAY MORNING MASCH 22, 1886.

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OXE A.D TWO.

If you to me & f-oM. Or I be f.tls to you, Th world will go oo, I thick. Just at it fceJ to do; Th clouds will flirt with the moon. The iud will kiss the a. The win! to the trees will whisper. And luj?h at you and me. Hut the run will cot shine to bright. The clouJs will not seem o while. To od they will to two; bo I think 7ou had tetter be kind. And 1 had beet be true, ' And lei the old lore go on. Just aJ it used to do. If the who of a pe be read. If a book be finished through, btiil the world may read oo, I think Just as It used to do; For other loter will eon . The ps-tf we hfe pad. And the treacherous gold cf the binding Will glitter unto the lat. But lids hate lonely look. And one may not read the book It operi only to two; So I think you had better be kicd, And I had beat be true. And let the reading go on, Juat as tt used to do. If we who hare sailed together Hit out of each other's view. The world will sail on, I think. Just at it used to do. And we mT reckon by atart That fiaah from different akia. And another of Lore's pirate May capture my lot prise; But ships long time together an better the tempest weather Than any other two; So I think you had better be kind. And 1 had beet be true. That we together may sail, Just as we ueU to do. Boston Transcript. Tne Imtoi-ltiotocrapbrI Loolu Kocheeier Democrat Chronicle. It is the hardest thing in the world to get some folks into any kind of a natural position, or expression of countenance. They will put a kind cf I'm-tobe-photo-graphed looked on their face when they come into the gallery and it generally stays there. Then the way some women dres s! They hare an idea that the more colors tbey get od, the better they look, and the remit is that when they nee their photograph and the curioua effect produced by the colors, they'll blame the photographer, though we always tell them before band. Nearlr all persons look better in a pic ture than in reality, except those having clear complexions, come ladies, for in stance, would be considered beautiful in side view of their features, while a front view is decidedly disappointing. Of course in photographing them, we take the aide view, dome look better with a hit on and some in full out door costume. But there is one thing you may not know, and that is Tery few ladies look well photographed in white, yet the only pictures many have takeu ate in their graduation or wedding dresses. Tight Shoes and Loose. New York Graphic "Aa a rule, the first instance after marriage where marital authority is exercised is on the shoe question," said a wise young matron the other day. "You may be wearing the easiest and most sensible of shoes it does not signify. Two axioms are indelibly impressed upon the masculine mind, from birth, I fancy. One, woman is vain; the other woman's vanity is most pronounced in tnnt annarel. So ihd YOU n IT husband. feeling that at last be is in a position to rpffTilaln one woman's vanity, at least in thia rearwet biffins the shoe reform at once. Before we had been married a week my husband bad informed me that I wore my shoes two sizes too snort and one size too narrow, which was really a remarkable piece of news, for I had nTr had inr sort of trouble with mv feet, and I took my daily tramp with the greatest comiort ThA first time I needed shoes he ac companied me to the shoemaker's and with bis valuable assistance, I procured nair nf shoes so larcre and easv that they chafed my feet, and at the end of a fortnight I was obliged to discard them, hinr fnntanre for the first time In mv life. It is just as great an error to have J I.V. Ill a shoe too large as. too small, it snouia fit tha foot no more, no less. Since that nna OTnpripnre " finished madame demurely, "I buy my own shoes. I think my husband exploded ma tneory at tne first teat," THE LOO CABIX W 11 EUE I WAS BOBX. F. E. Huddle, in Through Mail.) I visited it last week for the first time in lo! these many years the old cabin in which I was born. It is degraded to base use. No longer the dwelling-place of man, it has fallen to the humble posi tion of s store room for the improved machinery used by the man who owns it and all the Und over which I roamed when a boy, chafing the gaudy butterfly even a I have chased bright but fleet ing hopes a thousand times since I am grown. There, in the corner where my cradle stood, fascinating in its new red paint and glistening varnish, there, where my mother so often kneeled by it and prayed heaven's choicest blessing on me, her first-born, there, where she sang thone aweet old lullabies when I was restless and sleepless, and soothed me to quiet and restful slumber with her sweet and gentle voice there, in that mouldy old corner whose rough, oaken floor and every knot and gnarl are sacred to the fondest memories of all my life, lies a pile of broken castings and scraps of iron and steel of every kind and character. Cold, rust-eaten and broken are they fit symbols of the things that were but are uo more again forever. . 1 1 t And nere nere m tnis iitue room where the great bed once stood with its high, turned sycomore post and heavy foot-rail here where I saw my dear old mother lie week after week, utruggung to live for my sake and the sake of my brothers and sisters here where I kneeled when larger crown and bowed my head upon the pillow beside hers, while she laid her soft and tender hand noon my head and prayed that heaven might smooth my pathway through life here where I stood weeping as she sweetly smiled upon me and aked of me a cro mise one too sacred to oe namea here in this hallowed spot where that good mother died where her sombre coQn stood, chilling my heart and open ing the fountain of my grief on the fol lowing day here lie a neap oi oariey. It is a fit emblem of the harvest of joy she reaped in heaven for her noble sowiog fccra on earth. And these old walls, ooea pearly white. ?a craoked and dingy, ana the ceiling . I czc? thought to high, is loir tnd hue f :ntl3 j every izzt ox prids in

ray heart, as I stand here thinking of her

who gave me birth and of how much I lost and bow much heaven gained when she died. Every stone in the old chimney ; every scar on the whitewashed logs; every niche in the oaken floor; every shingle on the crazy old roof, is dear to me a treasure I would be glad to carry away with me and keep in sight as long as I shkll live; but it belongs to another. Ihese priceless possessions have been sold from hand to hand with the farm, and they added nothing to iti price; with buy memory, it seems to me that they alone have value. There are holes in the roof, through which the snow sifts in every storm, and through which the sun shines when it is calm. The walls are misshapen aud have settled and rotted until it totters like a decrepit old man, and yet, bow dear to me i that old cabin, wherein life was given to me and love taken away! O, Time, spare these decaying walla; spare this old chimney that shed so much of light and warmth upon the days of my childhood; deal gently U, rather lime, with all these relics of my happi est days, and heap the harshness you have in store for them, on me! I am alone with memory here, and as the shadows gather, I hear again the patter ing of childish feet the laughter of cbildi?h voices breaks upon my ear, and my heart throb with the old fever of youth. I hear a low, sweet voice speak ing from among the pillows where lies the aching bead of one 1 love calling me by that tender name I have not known for years on years. No fawning "sir;" no cringing, patronizing "Mister my own name the name bheguve and loved to speak, with the soft terminal a moth er's love alwavs give it. "Come my boy my darling son; come to your mother's side. My head aches, r reeman so bad, and you are all so noisy, uome, tell your mother you love her; put your arms about her neck and kiss her, then, run to your brothers and sisters and plav with them, but play softly, so I can just hear you, for, if it were still, I could not live. I love to hear my babies plav; but play softly.my boy, so you will not make you mother's poor head ache sol "Mother! Sweet mother!" I cry but the ühadowa have thickened into dark ness, and the voice I heard was from out the portals within which angels dwell as another mother's soul passed thrcugb the gates. Oar Mary Start. In a recent issue of the Louisville New Argus a communication from 1 vira Sidnor Miller, at one time a schoolmate of Mary Anderson, the eminent actress, in which poor Mary's given away as a school girl. She was boney, awk ward, indolent in her studies, in fact, "a cheerful failure," a Elvira sums her upThe writer describes Mary's first appearance on the stage, which, because of its queerness, created a sensation. The Sisters of the school had prepared a small drama for commencement day. Mary was to sing in the chorus in the play. Each girl was ordered to appear in a plain muslin dress, high necked and long sleeves and no jewelry. All but Mary were ready for the drama, but, Mary, where was she? But let the writer finish Mary's first appearance on the stage: "We waited for her until minutes lengthened into half hours. The Sisters fumed and fretted, the audience waxed impatient, vet still no signs of the delin quent chorus singer. Finally, when our endurance was nearly exhausted, there was a general turning of beads, a con fused murmur from the front row of performers, and, lo! Mary hove in sight, smiling and gorgeous, and strongly suggestive of 'Solomon in all his glory.' She was arrayed in a lavender silk dress of her mother's, which made amends in width for its shortcomings at the nottom and top. It was, in fact, painfully low necked, there were no sleeves to speak of. but a profusion of flounces stood out all around it; gorgeous bracelets adorned Mary's arms, a large watch glittered at one side, while her hair was the triumph of the hairdresser's skill." The Sisters stood aghast at the du eling vision; they had no language short of awearing whereby to express their horror and disgust Amidst the suppressed tittering of the girls Mary was solemnly conducted to the dressing room, where a nurriea council was neia as io what should be done with the culprit To leave her out of the chorus would seriously derange the harmony of the performance. let to let ner appear in such a costume aa the one in question was impossible. 'At last a brilliant idea suggested itself to one of the Sisters she cut the feet off a pair of white lisle thread hose and drew these im prom tu miU over Mary s gaunt arms; a huge nanaercmei was pinned around her shoulders. She was piaceu in tne nacc row 01 emgers, where her abbreviated skirts were all hidden and propriety was satisfied. To the intense relief of all the curtain went up, and this was Mary's first appearance Stockings. (Philadelphia Post. Two centuries ago not one person in a thousand, probably wore stockings, and now scarcely one person in a thousand is without them. The honor of inventing the first stock ing machine belongs to William Lee, an lngusn clergyman, woo maae a pair or. hose by the frame in the presence of i- t? t i i King James 1. But such was the preiu dice of those times that his invention was frowned upon, and be went to France. Here be met with no better succefs, and died in Faris. in great poverty, of a broken heart His machine, however. won its way. and was in general use for two and a half centuries. It is now su perceded by a beautiful ' piece of raech anism called tha circular hosiery ma chine. One girl attending upon its revolutions can produce material in a single uay tor ziu pairs 01 iiocaisgs. The nellR-lous Preaa. Re. N. H. Thompson.! The religiuun press in not entirely a success. Naturally it is devoted to de fending the doctrines oLdiflerent denom inatloui. The secular press is the great educator. It perfect fairness must be omceded by all. Its lightning-sped cylinders do not cry outacainst the poor because they are poor. Were it not for the press the Gospel preached in this city to-day would be confined to the church walla By the courtesy of our treat toners it is spread all over the T7Crld And doe untold missionary work.

The aunbeamt dimpled 11 the iure oea. The robins caroled row of tweet detotion. And proudly dipped and rot the tang ship

startling. Wheo young Elltha whispered, "Good-bj, darTwill not be oog to wait." The dusty beea buued to and out the biue-bella. The rosea blushed and tossed their heads like true belles. The tun threw fleeting ahadows 'croaa the mowmg. The brooklet gurgled aoftij io its Cowing, Ana it was long to watt. Through gay autumnal woodt the wind nent aigniog. For all his aummer twesthearts lay av-dyiog; blue gentian fringed the tiny upland river. Some late bird-note aet one tad heart a-quirer, Ana it wa not long to wait. The mow feil thick on river, wood and clearing. lne blasts swept round and round in madcateering. And out among the rockt, from dusk to dawning. Sounded the fog-bell's wildest cry of warning; And it waa long to wait. Spring came again, clad io her beauty royal. Aa apnng will come to steadUf t hearU and loyal; And lo! the Startling into harbor swinging. vtniieirom eacn boge ana tree tne u rat were singing, "It was not long to wait." Emma C. Dowd, in Century. Can We Afford io be lIonet? Exchange. Parson Bangle became disgusted with the untruthfulness of mankind, and preached a vigorous sermou in denunciation of society falsehood. He declared that lies told out of polite nee were juft as wicked as thoe told with the deliber ate intention of deceiving. In fact, these society lies got folks into the habit of lying, and they readily pick up the other kind. The sermon made a great impression. Many of the congregation resolved to reform. Coming out of the church, Deacon Jonen aid to Judge Bad ger, who gits iu frout of him: "Judge, 1 hope you didn't mind my putting my feet under your pew!" Jhrtiudee was about to replv. "Uh. certainly not;" but he thought of the er mon, and answered: "I did, though; your old hoofs took up all the room, and were a fearful nuia sance. "Well" said the deacon, "the hair-oil vou use etnellt k, it nearly forced us to leave the iew." ibev giarel at ech other, and lust then Mr.. Badger and Miss Jinkina came along. Mits Jinkins had asked, "How do you like my new bonnet?" "Oh, I thojght it just love replied Mrs. B., and theu the thought of the sermon, and continued, "No, 1 didn't either. It is a horrid thing, 1 wouldn't be een with it." And Miss Jinkins got mad and re plied: "Well, if I were vou, I'd not wear dirty stockings to church; and if I did, I'd keep 'em out of sight." While these honest conversations were going on, Mrs. Smith had said to the next door neighbor, Mr. Murray, "I hope the crviner of our baby last nizht didn't disturb youf And Murray re plied, "No that is ye, I wanted to brain the brat." And then Mrs. Smith called him a wretch, and wept. Thee the clergyman came out and a&ed young Symouds how he liked the sermon. Symonds said, "It was a grand ef er no,"parson, it was blamed nonsense." "Sir?" said the parson, and he drew himself up indignantly. Just then Smith and Murray, after telling each other some truth, clinched, and Deacon Jones was trying to hold Miss Jiukins irom scratching airs, uaager. it tooc tremendous efforts to stop the rows and prevent a scandal, and, as it was, everybody went away mad with everybody else. The parson went home and meditated in a gloomy frame of mind for three hours, and finally concluded that society lying was wickedjbut he wouldn't preach against it again. It's altogether too handy a sin to be given up. The Amount of Water Trees Absorb. Dr. J. M. Anders in a geological survey report, gives the results of his inquiry as to the quantity of water pumped from the earth by trees. He finds that the average exhalation from soft, thin-leaved plants iu clear weather amounts to about one and a quarter ounces Troy, per day of twelve hours, for every square foot of surface. Hence a moderate-sized elm raises and throws of! seven aud three-quarters tons of water per day. In the report the facts are applied to what is going on in America, where ser tain inland fertile districts are becoming converted irto deserts by wholesome clearing; and in other places, such as the plains of Colorado, where only five or ix years of irrigation and planting have already produced and maintained that the deserts of Syra and Africa are the results of cutting down trees, and that original luxuriance may be restored by skillful replanting. Throe Million Lost al Cards. Down on the Comstock Bill Gibson lost in two nights at poker just $15,000 $9,400 the first night and $5,600 the next. The work of those two nights, by the way cost bim a huge fortune. He bad just got a sure pointer on Crown Point, which was then selling at $7 or $8, and had started dowu town to give an order for as much as $15,000 cash in hand would cover. On his way he stepped into hi houe found the boys waiting for bim toof-en a poker game. The result was that be sat down to play with them for a little while took a header in bad luck, and dropped his cash, entirely forgetting the pointer that had been given bim. Crown Point went up to $1,900, so that Gibson if he had carried out his original intentions would have cleared anywhere between $3,000,000 $4,000,000. I . Mill Keep a Clowd Rewolve. Louisville Courier Journal. Two Chicago young men were out in a boat. A storm came up. Death seemed certain. "Tom," said one, "if we ever get out of this I shall never utter another oath so long as I live. Do you know any prayer, Tom koöw one, and they prayed. They reached the shore in safety, and then tbey hugged each ether and dacced for joy. After they had quieted down a little. "Tom," id the one who bad resolved to be good, looking very thought ful, "it was a d d narrow escape, wasn't itr There is a sacred ness in tear. They are not the mark of weakness, but of power. They speak more "eloquently than a thousand tongues. They are the messengers of overwhelming grief, of deep contrition, and of unspeakable love,

Cancer a Disease of tne Wei I. to-do.

Dr. U. Puna, In Popular Science Monthly. We have then confessedly to face the fact that cancer is increasing in oar midst at a rate which bids fair to become more and more serious with the advance of time. In an article eatitled "An Inquiry into the Causes of the Increase of Cancer," published in the "British Medical Journal" a year ago, I drew attention to the observations which had been made upon the subject by the late Charles Moore, whose investigations into the pathology of cancer had brought under his notice the incontrovertible evidence of the increase of the disease. In the year 1865 he published a small book called the" Antecedents of Cancer," the contents of which chiefly consists in an attempt to explain in what manner the augmentation of cancer is influenced by the circumstances of life prevailing in this country. For instance, be held tbat the introduction of corn laws, the discoveries of gold and saoitary im pro v em cuts, whereby the well-being of the nation was conspicuously established, affected cancer indirectly by bringing into prominence the predisposing causes of iia occurrence;and good living, it is thought, which follows is a corollary of commercial prosperity's Intimately associated with the manifestation of cancer. Again, inasmuch as cancer is characteristic of the bealthly, it may be expected to abound amid the conditions of ileal th. The greater prevalence of the disease among the rich than among the poor can probabl v be explained in this manner. According to a French observer, the proportion of cancer in the wealthy classes is about 106 in 1,000, in the poor classes it is 72 in 1,000; or at a rate iu the former case of ten per cent, ind in the latter of seven percent. Now, curious as it may seem, cancer is met with in the lower animals; and it has been said to prevail more frequently among those which are fieh-eaters than those which are herb-eaters. It has been jtated by the late Dr. Crisp, who bad 500 1 opportunities of judging, that cancer is by means an uncommon disease imong the domesticated animals, whMe in wild animals and uncivilized man it is rare. Don't llnrry to Cet Harried. Girls don't be in a hurry to get married. If you are but 16, don't allow such an idea to get into your head for at least four years. Don't even run the risk of it by permitting any young man to get so far as proposing the point. Fight them off, and make them wait or go to somebody who is ready. Don't live under the impression that you must accept the first lovesick youth who proposes. Be patient, deliberate, and sagacious. There is a world of happiness for you between 16 and 22. The world would be a dreary old world if it were not for the sweet faces of young girls with their piquant sayings ar.d melting smiles. After you have reached 22 it would be well to consider the matrimonial problem with pome seriousness. Then if you have learned to think and deliberate you will probably make a suitable selection, and marriage with a worthy man is not only a woman's privelege, but unless married too young, her best and highest development, mental and physical, can be attained in this state. Men and women were made for each other, and a very old but nevertheless true truism is that a happy marriage is the very Garden of Eden. An unhappy marriage is the reverse and the greatest of all calamities that can befall a pure, affectionate, and noble woman. Gam Giving- Plaee to Ucorlee, Chicago Herald. "Yes, gum has lost its prestige' says a Chicago druggist. "You see, it isn't the nature of woman to stick to any one thing very long, unless it is a sealskin sacque, then the 'longer the better.' " Without exhibiting any signs of agitation the newspaper man asked what the fickle females were now chewing? Glycyrrhira glab-r-a," replied the druggist. "That must come from Moscow," ventured the reporter. "No, that is Latin for licorice root. Women must keep their jaws in motion. Six months ago it was .almost impossible to find a female without a quid of chewing gum in her mouth, whether out chopping or reading sensational novel.4 iu boudoir. The chewing gum craze was a profitable one for us. We sold tons of it during the run, and the trade was not cornered by druggists by a very large majority. Shrewd grocers with an eye to business daddled in the trade, and the amount sold in this city alone would have made a gum road from here to Joliet, but now the demand if for licorice The Busy Bee's Oeenpatlon Gone. The spurious honey is now put up in little square boxe, which sell for from twenty to thirty cents a pound. It looks like honey, and it is said that it takes an excellent judge to tell that it is a fraud on the bee. The comb is manufactured with such skill tbat but few can tell it from the genuine article. It is made from paraffine or beeswax, and the honey is blown into it by machinery. Another kind is put up in glass vessels like ordinary jelly package, the center of which contains a piece of hon-ey-cmb, and the honey i made by pouring about six parts of glucose around one part of honey in the comb. Some of it is adulterated with glucose, some with cane sugar, with the syrup of inverted cane sugar and others by heating ordinary sugar with an acid; but it all resembles honey and to a certain extent has its flavor and odor. An Esaay on llaab.; I The Ramblar. Hash is a noun, common in boarding houses often parsed and frequently declined, neuter gender, singular case. Hash is not mentioned in the Bible, although many authorities consider that it is referred to In the verse which speaks of Abraham's doing penance by going in for "sackcloth and h-ashes, and Shake tpeare had it in mind when he wrote of "mincing matters." Hash is like a good many things in religion, it has to be taken largely on faith. Many people object to it, wnen they are not in reality accustomed to anything better. Those who are continually clamoring for better fare should eat sawdoit which is really fine board.

Somebody crwlt into mamtna'a bed Jim at the brenk of day, Suuitijln up close and whisper loud; 'Somebodj'a come lo tay." 8ornebody rushes through the Loue Ne?-r once ahut a door; Scatter her playthings all around Over the nursery floor; Climbs od the ff-nce and tears her clothe Ncrer a bit cares she; Swing od the gute and makes cnud-piea; Who caa somebody be? Somebody looks with rougih eyes Up through her tangled hir; 'Somebody a me," she says; "but thea Somebody doesa't care Detroit Fre Press. llanU I p. Bedford (Mass.) Couraat. All who want an office will plesse hold up their hands.

Mr. Booth at Home. (N.T. Graphic Edwin Booth in private life is ditic guished by the simplicity and gravity of his manners, the absence of all affectation of all stage manners, being quite remarkable in one who has filled such a prominent place on the stage so long and so successfully. And yet no one can see much of Mr. Booth in private without seeing that he is a "born actor," not only from his mobile face, but from the tendency to illustrate with face and figure the matter about which he is talking. These illustrations are always clever and sometimes very amusing. He is a person naturally of great reserve.but genial and cordial to his friends and iutimates. Though he candidly opeaks of his young days as past, he looks in the full vigor and prime of manhood off the stage as well as on. Soaps tone for Walls. The Miloetone. The latest invention for covering walls and ceilings is called "eoapstone finish," and is mainly composed of pulverized steatite. It takes a high polish, is pearlgray in tint, presents the best possible surface for painting, either in oil or in water-color, and will neither crack nor chip. It is claimed to be a non-conductor and non-absorbent, and can be washed without injury. Nails can be driven into it without damage. When subjected to heat, and moisture and chemical fumes, it is said to give no smell; it also does not turn yellow with age. It is recommended for hospitals, factories, cell ars, markets, closets, pantries and kitchens, and is pleasanter to the eye than ordinary white-wash or cheap paper. 1 Young; America Irreverent? The Rev. Dr. Baldwin, of Boston, thinks not. He says: My own convictions are that the youth of to-day possess even more real, heartfelt, sincere,Godlike reverence or repect than in the past Thirty to fifty years or more ago the so-called reverence was too often a rever. ence of compulsion, whether applied to God, to the church, or to parents. The word theL was too often "thou ghalt" and "thou shalt not" It was upon this foundation that the child's heart was educated in too many homes, and by much of the religious instruction giveu to them. Reverence.in its full degree.is a matter of education and surrounding influences. Let this fact be ever kept in mind in our churches, Sunday schools, und homes, and by all who are in any way engaged or interested in the religious and moral education of the young men, and the young women of this country will be so fully imbued and possessed of the real, true, heartfelt, genuine spirit of reverence that the charge, if made, could not be based upon facts, that "Young America is irreverent." tndergrunna Lou; In ise. Ualtimore Sua. If telegraph and telephone wires and the conductors of electric lighting companies can be put underground in European cities, the skill of American electricians is certainly to be presumed equal to the task of accomplishing the same thing here. According to Mr. David Lessels.an eminent telegraph engineer of London, telegraph wires were put under ground in Glasgow as long ago as 18G5, ana of the electric light wires at present in use in London, according to the same authority, few or none are above me surface. In Mr. Level's opinion there is no more difficulty in the use of underground telegraph wires than in the use of submarine cables. In Glasgow the wires are run through castiron pipes, and the pipes placed under ground. Railroad tunnels are also used to contain the wires, and when this is done the wires are placed in wooden boxes fastened to the wall. There was never any difficulty experienced in workiug the wires thus placed. In Edinburgh the wires were placed in iron pipes, a single pipe containing twenty-two wires. They worked with perfect success. In London the system of Government telegraph is the same as in Edinburgh. Mr. Lessela, as quoted by the Boston Herald, states bis belief that "in London there are thousands and thousands of miles" of wire under ground. Some few wires, perhaps, stretching from housetop to housetop, but these are chiefly for telephone purposes. The electric light systems which it is said to be "seien tifical ly impracticable" to operate underground in American cities, operate without difficulty undergrouud in London. The Anglo-American Brush Light Association have underground conductors from their works in Belvidere Iroad into the city about St. Paul's and Cheapside, the wires being contained in an iron pipe. The Maxim Company, which lights victoria street, bas its wires underground in an iron pipe. The wires through which the same company lights Pentonville Hill are placed in an iron pipe filled with asphalt. The wires of the Jablochofl Company, which lights up the Thames Embankment, are also out of sight, and experience has shown that they work as well as when strung on pole through the air, to the great risk of life and property. In a word, either incandescent or arc lights can be operated by wires placed in pipes and laid underground. In London the companies always make use of subrays where ther eiist Where they do not exiat they either construct them or place their wires in pipes, which ramify through the city much in the same man ner aa the ordinary gas-pipe.

HOW TO It I.

An Athlete's Directions for Rapid Speed. (Boston Globe. "Can you give me any directions for running 1" was asked of a well-known athlete of this city. "Yea. Keep your head well up, breathe through the node and not the mouth, keep (he chest out, shoulders thrown back, body bent forward slightly from the hips, and elbows in. The trouble with most people is that they breathe through the mouth and thus exhaust their wind. If a man, unaccustomed to running, keeps bU mouth shut, in a little while he will feel a pressure on his chest as though a weight were placed upon it, but if be keeps going he will soon breathe freer and get what is called Second wind, then he can run as long a his muscle holds out" Having obtained this information, the reporter decided to observe how people iid run, and selected the drpot as the iejt place for observation. The first person who appeared in the field was a thort fat man, with his nouth wide open and his face very red from his exertions, aud his arms working in every direction. Next came two men carrying a trunk tnd endeavoring to run, but as the :runk struck their knees every time ;hey put on steam there was hardly a jhance to put in any professional work. "Hi I Catch on to the dude perambula;in O, why did its mother let it go out ilone," yelled a bootblack. And, sure jnough there was a genuine fpeciuieu of 1 dude, with boot3, pants, coat, collar ud hat complete, poking the toes of lis boots into the cracks of the idewalk .nd thus "perambulatin' " along. Still another specimen iu the form of I big-hearted, big fisted and last-but noteast, big footed "down Efter," making :he very floor of the depot hake, but 'gittin' thar" all the shiiic, and turnMing on to the platform of the last car iust in time. A school girl ap'peared next on the icene, with a bag of bok a- large as tierself, which impeded her so much tnat an impartial judgment could not De formed, and she teemed to care for aer hairpins more than her style of locomotion. "Do people ever cha3e trains out lere ana fall over ?" was a.ked of the Jraw-tender on the Fitchburg Road. "No, not very often. The people that fall inhere are mostly those that loaf round the depot during the day, get full, walk out here and tumble in. I've fiühed )ut about thirty of them; but if. you want to see some running go down to the ferries.'.' Acting on hi advice, the reporter made his way to the ferries. On the way be met two urchins playing tag.each with a piece Df bread and molasses in his hand. When near the ferry landing, two women were seen performing some wonderful evolutions which can hardly be classed under ihe head of running, but were evidently nade with that motive. Of the several people the reporter saw not one had been running according to the rule laid down by the athlete. Salmon Fishing on the Coast ol Labrador. One of the most important of the Labrador fisheries next to the cod is that of the salmon, though they are by no means as extensive here as they are in the lower Canadian provinces, especially of Restigouche and the Bay of Chaleur, on the southside of the river St. Lawrence. The salmon go up the river to spawn; returning, they are found in the adjacent waters of the river along the coast, in the late summer and early fall. The number of fish annually captured is immense. The best, and in fact only real, season for capturing these fish is a few weeks in the early autumn. They are caught in gill nets, large or small, with a regulation mesh of six inches. The nets are placed along shore at the mouth of the river, or across some channel of the stream, aud visited every day. The fih entangle themselves in the meshes, which are made sufficiently large to allow the young fish to escape by passing entirely through them, and are held until the fisherman comes and secures his catch. The fish are then cut open from head to tail, and carefully cleaned in&ide and out, all the black skin being peeled ofl the backbone. They are then soaked in fresh water, then in salt brine, and fiually packed in barrels. There are seldom more or less than twenty-three fish to a barrel. As each barrel brings about $12 cash, each is valued at fifty-cents. This is, of course, the first coftof the fish. Salmon fishing is only in its prime for about four weeks, between, pay, July 25 and August 25. This fishing is plentiful all along the rivers on the coast, and there is seldom one that has not several fisheries upon it. I should say that a barrel of salted salmon would: average about 200 pounds in weight Salmon are, other than above, preserved by drying, smoking and canning. The latter Erocess is rarely, if at all, emplojed in labrador; the other two seldom. They are smoked much as herring are, and dried in the sun much as codfish on the fishflakes. Salmon are caught with the book and line by those who care to angle for them, and as the rivers and bays are' quite full at the proper season, it is a work of pleasure and profit te practice the rod with this king of fish in his native element and at home, when he is most abundant Newspapers and Sociability. Interview in the New York Tribune. I sometimes think that newspapers make men unsocial. Indeed, I know they do. Men no longer go to each other for information,but look for it in their newspaper. In the early days of civilization before the newspaper era,men gathered together as the Athenians did; anxious to hear some new thing. In the early days of this country the cross-road store was the news center, where men gathered in a social way to communicate the news to one another. But the newspaper chancres all that 6 Only looking over the manuscript, I find there is a great deal about hogs in the scientific column this week. I can only account for this on the ground that I hare been traveling nearly all the week in company with two or three English noblemen, who own 990,000 acres of grazing land and a whole eternity of wire fenoa la Colorado. Burdett

A LADY WITXE8S 13f A DIYOCCS CASE. Exchange. Sometimes a lawyer meeU hij match jn the witness stand. Not long- aiaca there was a breach of promise caaa 1a aa r Ohio town. The usual bully-raisin lawyer was there, but an unusual wltcca in the person of a country school exam met him. "Ah, Miss," said the lawyer, when aha had takeu the oath, ''will you state your name?" "Elizabeth Martin," she respond! quietly. "Your occupation V "Teaching school." "How old are you?" he next inquired with a side-long smile at the crowd. "Old enough to know that that's none of your business'she answered aa gently as a ring dove cooes. "Objectiou sustained," remarked the court The lawyer's face fell, but he braced up and went on, but without the smile. "Do you know the nature of an oath?" he asked spitefully. "Ob, yes, I beard you damn the court yesterday on the street, for ruling against you, and I knew you were not saying your prayers." The court looked at the lawyer, the lawyer looked at the ceiling and the witness looked at ease. "Confine your answers to the CSS9, if you please," said the lawyer. "Now, will you .II the Court if you know the plaiutiffT "Yes sir, 1 w her." "What do you :ow of her?" "More good tha.. I do of a lawyer, sir." "That's not what I wa : to know." "I presume not, sir," cjniinued the witness softly. "I want to know," shouted the xaperated questioner, bringing his fi down on the table, "if you know anything about the case before the court" "More than you do, possibly." "Well, tell it to the court, and hare done with it" "Thanks. I know, Your Honor, that Joseph Hill, the defendant, asked Marr Jackson, plaintiff, if she would be hla wife. It was done in my presence." "Indeed? Isn't that rather an unusual wav of popping the question?" "I don t know, sir. I have had no experience. I happened to be present, be-. cause I came into the room unexpectedly and found the plaintiff sitting in defendant's lap, and he, to show me that the had a right to save the furniture in that way, asked her again to be his wife, aa ha had already done a week earlier." "By the way, Miss Martin, how much does the plaintiff weigh 1" "One hundred and forty pounds, air." "How do you know so exactly?" "By the weigh, of course," she smiled, and the lawyer went ofl on another tack. "Did you think the defendant waa telling you theiruth?" "Oh yes; you know he is not a law yer." "The witness will confine herself to the facte," interrupted the court "Very well, Your Honor, I shall pay no more attention to the statements of the attorney." "That will do," said the provoked lawyer, "the witnes mav stana down." "May it please the Court," she remarked, "the witness would like to ait down." "The sheriff will please provide the witness with a chair," said the Court "She seems to have sat down on everything else in this court room, and the Court sees no reason why a chair shoutd be exempt." The witness smiled placidly, and took the chair to await another call to the stand. Repressing- tienlaa Chicago Herald.Jj The whirligig of journalism, like everything else, makes change, and the style which used to make the whole city shudder now falls, if it even gets up, like the "thud" which long became obvolete. Now and then a new reporter flashes up and undertakes the old style of some worn out and tired out and played out brother who, in bis day, was called the "crack reporter of the staff." The deceptive mau is doing epace work on a weekly or a magazine. How this thought crept over me the other day as I overheard an old city editor shattering the hopes and ambitions of a young man who had meant well enough although 1 did think he might have worn his reportorial star under the lappel of his vest, as u?ed to be the custom, instead of trying to flash it up as young men do ft scarf-pin. "You pay here," said the city editor, as be puffed a clay pipe that waa black and strong, "that the evancscett beauty of the avenue was lured from her fatbera mansion by the villain's sinister smiles.' Now, my dear fellow, this is not what I want. Besides my objection to its wordy construction, I must say that the time when villains with eineter smiles lured the Chicago beauty bas gone by. The Chicago girl to speak after the manner of the gang is no chump. She knows the villain ai soon as the Fees him. He was here before the fire. You can't fool a Chicago girl any more with a sinister smile, or any other kink of a smile, no matter whether you are a villain or not

So we 11 draw the line there. Little Sermon. Have confidence in the good you see. It is a vigorous stomach that can digest flattery. All that lies betwixt the cradle and the grave is uncertain. There never was a mask so gty, but some tears were shed behind it It is no discredit to change one's opinions when convinced of their falsity. Promises hold men faster than benefits; hope is a cable and gratitude a thread. Memory was given us that its retrospect might call up wise teachings in past experiences. Whenever you are angry with one you love, think that that dear one might die that moment, and your anger will Tanish at once. It must be somewhere written thntthe virtues of mothers shall occasionally be visited on their children, as well aa the sins of fathers. Religion suffer more from the shame of thoe that profess to be guided ty iu precepts, than from the presistent eppo sition of declared enemies.

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