Indiana State Sentinel, Indianapolis, Marion County, 9 May 1894 — Page 5

THE INDIANA STATE SENTINEL, WEDNESDAY MORNING, MAY 9, 1894.-TWELYE PAGES.

In unity there Is 6trength. In congeniality happiness. To encourage and circulate pure literature Is to mutually aid each other to la higher and better life. OFFICERS. President W. S. Kokendoffer. MonteVaUo, Mo. First Vice-rresident William A. Clark, box 95. Danville. Ind. Second Vice-President Mrs. Sarah Taylor, Arcana, Ind. Recording Secretary Miss Dora Wenner. I'leasant-ave.. Indianapolis. Ind. Corresponding Secretary Miss Mary J. I oudenbick. lock box 15, Westville, O. Treasurer Miss Jennie Khodes. Ft. rtecovery. O. EXECUTIVE COMMITTEE. Robert X. r.Ioulton. Wintrsviil?. Ind. Miss Mary K. Sviaim, 60S VermillonEt.. Danville. 111. J. F. Unsrer. Peru. Ind. Mrs. Minnie Webb Miller. Altoona, Iva. William E. Fiilk. Decatur. Ir.d. OBJECTS. Sec 2 of Art. 1 uf Constitution The chjects of this clu'j fhall be to establish sociability, strenath'-n good morals in society, increase a desire for mind improvement an l liternry attainments and to extend the work of reformation. MKMBEItSIIIP. Sec. 1 of Art. 2 of Constitution All persons of go.jd moral character, who are interested in the objects of this organization, and are willing to work in accordance therewith, are eligible to membership. fc'ec. 3. Art. 2 All members of the II. L. C. in good standing shall share equally in its benefits and privileges, and it thail be the dt:ty t,f each member to seek, by example, by word and by pen to promo; the objects and interests of the club. Sec. 7 of By-Law Members changing their place of residence shall notify the recording secretr. rv of such change. GENERAL. See. 10 It shall be the duty of all officers to report to the piesident. from time to tlrr.3, or upon his request, the progress of any business before them, cr of tfee condition of their respective offices, and shall advise htm of all matters pertaining to the interests or welfare of the club. We urge the host of readers of this page, who are levers of truth, to acquaint themselves with the objects and merits of the Howard literary, and lend us your aid by Joining the club. Address the corresponding secretary, with ptamp, as per above, and any desired information will be cheerfuliy given. The Howard literary has neither salaried officers or. contributors, and depends wholly upori Its merits and principles for Buccess.' Members only are entitled to the rare leneflts of our book catalogue. All letters for publication must b carefully written on cne side of the paper only, accompanied by the writer's real name and address, as well as the nom de plume, and plainly addressed to the editor. C. G. Stewart, Sentinel office, Indianapolis, Ind. Members In renewing their subscription for The Sentinel will please be sure to send Jl (the subscription price of the paper) to the Howard literary treasurer, as the club Is allowed a small commission for the benefit of the treasury. Prompt action guaranteed. Dues for 1834 are 23 cents, payable during January and February to the treasurer. TOWEltS OP JSH.KSCE. Something; About the Pnrweew Contributed by Ida Shepler. H. L. C. Friends Among the Tarpees are no beautiful places for the dead, where the loved lie moidering away, the ground above end around beautified by a reverential, tender memory. Xothing but those dreadful towers of silence. Here, In the round inclosure of walls, with no roof above, on Iron grates lie the dead. Above, upon the roofless walls, vultures, kept and bred for the purpose, sit shrieking for their strange food. A marble slab, many feet away from these towers, marks the stopping place of living relative and friend. Beyond this goes no one but the carriers of the dead. How dreadful It all seems to us! We who so eacredly hold the bodies of our dead! To know the dear eyes and loved form is savagely, greedily mutilated and devoured by voracious birds of prey, and the bones bleaching and quickly destroying by sun and shower. Can the Parsee contemplate this as we do, or Is this love we bear for the bodies of our dead but a matter of educated or trained sentiment, not dependent upon natural law of love or feeling at. all? Who can tell? Do you know why the Parsee buries In this way? It is a survival of. the form of burial practiced long, long ago, and dependent upon one of the strict beliefs Inculcated by the old Mazdean religion. This exhaustively formulated religion was the outcome of the old nature worship of the Parsees Aryan forefathers and ours, also, for we are of the Fame etock. This religion must have been gradually evolving even before our races were pushed out from among them and forced to seek wider fields and homes. You know how. Ii, this very ancient religion at Its fullness. It believed in two great creative ruling powers Ahura Ormuzd, the good, and Ahrlman, the evil power with this difference between, Ormuzd was to be the everlasting, while In course of time Ahrlman and all of his evil creations and converts was to be totally destroyed. It would be a long story to tell, how they believed, and how why Ormuzd had created the world and, after a very scientific failure and an attempt or two, created man also, with all things good and needful upon the earth. And how Ahrlman. ignorant and dwelling in darkness and miserable abodes, discovered at last Ormuzd's new creations. And, instead of allying himself with good and keeping the peace, as Ormuzd wished him to do. set himself immediately at work to create evil powers, spiritually and materially, upon earth, and through them to seduce Ormuzd's creations to tecome like them. And. of course, as time went on, Ahriman's power increased upon earth and in space, even the "wandering: stars" were supposed to

belong to and be under his command. Then appeared, as time went on, greater numbers of the clean and unclean; these last supposed to be Ahriman's creatures among the animal life, and even plants of earth. To earth itself, fire and wter. Ormuzd's most valuable acquistions was given a sacredness almost inconceivable to us in this far away, prosaic age, and many a wierd superstition and nursery story clothed in a modern drees can be plainly traced back to this old relicrious belief. Snakes were Ahriman's creatures, and he possessed, so they believed, the power cf turning- himself into a huge serpent called Azi, and in this fnim worked great evil. NaturalL-ts know the white falcon, wild boars and pazflles utterly despise snakes and never leave one until ihey destroy it; hence these animals berrsme doubly sacred and it was believed that Ormuzd's good spirits often came in the g-pise of these animals to help fight the demoniac powers of Ahrimnn. To kill or accidentally wound a sacred animal was to receive terrible punishments by stripes, even to death itself. The dog was sacred, especially the shepherd dog. partly for his use and tartly from another reason, which we will noticp shortlv. This old religion

J very early developed a strong boliof In abodes after death for the spirits of Ormuzd's believers. Hell and heaven was strongly marked for them, and this seems strange also. Hell was not for Ahrlnnn's creations, either spiritual or material. Annihilation awaited thse, but it simply was for Ormuzd's creatures who failed to observe the numberless relicrious observances which the priests claimed were demanded of Ormuzd's believers especially. And some of this idea of spiritual ahndet survived the old religion a long time. Although any dead body was polluting to them, still there was no appreciable harm to be feared from touching or coming near the dead body of Ahriman's creatures. They were dead: there was no future life for them that I can find in the belief; therefore they were harmless, but woe betide one who came near one of Ormuzd's creatures when dead. The more sacred they were In life, the greater fear of them after death. And why'.'. Hecause the sacred body when the animating, controlling spirit had loft it was hrlpless against tue encroaches of Ahriman's demons, who took malicious, deve'ish i possession of it. And from it passed i with all their power into the bodies of ; the living who handled or came near the ! dead. A priest could pollute ten more j men than an ordinarily religious man. ' A shepherd dop seven more men tlun j the common indhidual. And groat was i your punishment, even to lO.Oflö stripes i fir death if you carelessly handled these dead. Hecause you were then a dread to the living, who, if they came near you, would receive thse demoniac servants of a master whom they called such pet names as the old deceiver; the father of lies; the old dragon, and so on ad libitum. Hut the dead had to be cared for, and carefully ?t that, as they must not pollute or touch either earth, fire or water, all divinely sacred in this old religion. And this is why they could not dispose of them in the earth or allow, if it could be helped in any way. them to be consumed by fire. Carriers were appointed, two of them to the better divide the inevitable demon inoculation; and now we see the sacredness of the dog, especially a singularly marked one. You know there are some- dogs who have above each eye a light spot which looks very much in the dark as though the dog had four eyes. I heard once from an old gypsy woman that such dogg could see spirits, but I did not know then that this strange superstition had its origin in a religious belLef. Hut it had. for socalled four-eyed dogs were kept by the priests of this old religion to look upon the demon possessed body, and scare away the demons, which it was claimed tr great extent they could do. The body must be taken to some high, almost inaccessable place by the carriers, after the dogs had looked upon it, and there laid upon a carpet carried for the purpose, left to birds of prey, wind and sun to quickly finish. The carriers on their way back must have the four-eyed dog cross their path four times, and then the washings, eleansings, baptizings and solitude they must incur until they were thoroughly cleansed was a role not many would care to fill. Hut this was only a small part of their exhaustive ceremonial belief of purity. What they did in times of pestilence it would be hard to say, although I suppose they thought then that Ahriman and his demons were Just taking the world by storm and a little more or less of pollution would not matter. After awhile the rich were expected to make inclosures where their dead could te carried. And from these have come today what we call the "Towers of Silence," mute memorials of a long-ago superstition. Ages have passed since that old religion a3 a state religion passed away. Persia, still a power today, has passed through many phases of rule and conquest. Her borders and her religion have met with many forms of change since then. There are a few of the original fire worshipers left yet in one certain locality, but the old belief is modified greatly even here. The nation is a mixed one, yet there are some ParEees of the old, pure blood, but their religion is not as of old. They still claim a belief in a great power of good, but not in any great power of evil called Ahriman or the devil. lie Is gone from their creed long ago, and the evil in nature which we have any right to designate by that name is caused by man either ignorantly or selfishly, alone and of himself. This is the belief of the Parsee of pure blood. "IDA S." JIST FROM THE ORCHARD.

Meditation hy nnil MeMnaicea to Srvernl Member from "Mnrnle Flteh." Dear Howard Club I have. Just come frcm the orchard, where I spent some time In meditating on the goodness of our Creator. Oh! how He must love us when He makes our surroundings so beautiful. All the little buds and blossoms looked so bright while they dispelled their perfume only to be. borne away by the soft sighing zephyrs. How time flies! It seems only a few days since everything was wrapped in winter garments. Trees were bare, birds had v

flown to a sunny clime and the flowers lay in the cold, moist earth. But they have been brought to life again. The trees are now dressed in their beautiful foliage; the birds fill the air with their sublime songs; all nature is awakened. I think nature one of the grandest subjects. Nature's influence inspires U3 with lofty, generous thoughts, pure affections and raises our aspirations above the things of earth. How much of life's Joy and pleasure is lost to those who can see nothing beautiful In the groves, "God's first temples," In the lowly but lovely flowers and the starry concave which reigns above us night after anight! "Gleaner." here is my hand in welcome and friendship. May your visits to the page be frequent. "Hamlet,"-we live In. the same county. Our homes are not a great way apart. Hope that we may some day have the pleasure of meeting. . "Iven," I have been looking for a missire from you; have you forgotten? "Florence Nightingale," your letter shall be answered soon. I have not forgotten you. "MARGIE FITCH." Waynesburg, April 30. AX IMPORTANT LETTER.

The Correspondence Medlnm of the Club to Re Changed. To the Howard Literary Club The officers have been deliberating upon changing the correspondence medium of the Howard literary, club, and after a conference with all officers for their concurrence I proceed to give the club formal notice. The Sentinel company has notified the president that It will discontinue publication of the H. Li. C. letters on the 1st day of July, assigning as the reason for so doing that it was not to its interests in fact that it was doing itself an injustice to continue publication of the Howard literary 'letters. All members that have been carefully noting the progress and success of the Howard literary club have long recognized the Importance as touching its welfare of some one having charge of th? editorship of club letters, that dould give more time to the development of the interest of the club in general. Therefore, as we believe it for the best, and as The Sentinel company has takn the foregoing step, we declare that the relations now existing- between said Sentinel company and the Howard literary club will be mutually severed on or before the 1st day of July. 1S94. Sec. 3 of art. 1 of constitution grants the exclusive right to the club to originate and regulate the means of its own support, etc. This will enable us. with all freedom, to proceed to change the medium. We hope by future arrangement to gain absolute control of the means through which the Howard literary club is to carry on its good work for humanity. In no other way can we attain - to that plane to which we are justly entitled We have seen, to our detriment, the termination of our experiments with political papers. This is with all respect for The Sentinel company, but all recognire the fact that, if ihe corresponding medium of a nonpartisan organization, he partisan in its features, we cannot expect that success which would attend out efforts if we had absolute control of our nwlium. Will not our present condition bear this out? I exhort rich member to give me at once an expression relative to our future course of procedure for I sincerely desire the club to have a voice in this matter, as the vast importance of this to club interests would cause me to spurn any action without the voice- of the club. Therefore, 1H each member under w hfse notice this may come demonstrate their interest by giving me an advisory letter at once. United and thoroughly organized we need not fear any serious result from the change to which we are now looking. IOt all realize at once that the keeping back of the support, as members, may be attended with serious results. Lot not this become a damper upon the growth or interest of the club, but Ut, it rather be an incentive te an use- eich member to that degree of action to which a membership with the club justly lays claim. Let us proceed with all caution to establish the Howard literary upon a more permanent basis. May that action be taken that is the least experimental in its features, yet producing the greatest amount of good for the club. We must a?k the many numbers to have that confidence in the officers that will assure them of the best efforts in behalf of the Howard, literary in their power. Their action will not be in hast? for they hope to weigh each proposition carefully. We will procure another medium ere the expiration of the time with The fte'ntir.el if we think we can do so to the best advantage of the club. Yet if such should not be accomplished all can be assured that we are seeking for the best and that all effort on the side of right mrst, in the end. be crowned with success. All members will be duly notified of the future course of the club. Therefore, let all stand ready at all times to aid by word or deed. Let not x single contribution be withheld from the page, for those that fail to appear on our page of The Sentinel will appear on another page. Let the good work go on as before. I believe our motto "Honor. Love, Charity" and the stated principles are so firmly Impressed upon our affections that the love for our organization will 'be sufficient to sustain the right and justice for which we should ever labor. Hoping that we may be guided In the right course and that we may majestically surmount every obstacle I am sincerely yours for the welfare of the c'.ub. W. S. KOKEXDOFFER, President. Montevallo, Mo., May 1. "WOM.WS KIUCATIOX. A Few Thought Ilrlefly Outlined by f Phm(l." As "Woman's Education" is the subject assigned me for this month I will briefly outline a few thoughts I hold on this theme. "Education." says Webster, "comprehends all that series of instruction and dicipline which is intended to enlighten the understanding, correct the temper and form the manners and habits of youth, and fit them for usefulness in their future stations." If this i3 all that the word "education" embraces then th? concept held bymany that a woman's education is "finished" when ehe .has b?en ground through some educational mill is correct, and it is not necessary to say any more about it. But this is the wrong idea altogether. A woman's (or 'a man's) education is never "finished," and this is one of the most satisfactory things about it paradoxical as it may seem. For, if one could here learn all things learnable what were left to appease the m?ntal appetite? Or, of what use the ages to come? Going over the same things again and again is like chewing gum "flat, state and unprofitable." There i3 no barrier in the way of woman's education that she cannot overcome. Her sphere here may be limited by mean surroundings, but nothing can fetter the soul. And her soul is woman's own dower, and, therefore, its evolution (education) is in her hands alone. Heredity, environments, any and all things that sec-m to be hindrances, are as nothing to a soul determined to win this prize, simply because it is not In the power of. things to daunt a fearless soul. Woman's education, then, is nothing more or less, than her soul's evolution. Any other definition is too meager; and the soul has an infinite capacity for knowing and' feeling, and of being, in part at least, all it knows and feels. My subllmest idea of heaven Is that it is a place where love reigns supreme, and where kindred spirits meet and bask in eternal friendship, and where all the ages of eternity are before one in which to solve the problems and unfold the mysteries of which one has such vague ideas, and such dim visions here. So a woman's education, if one grasps its grandest meaning, must ever Include the eternal ages in its scope. All of this life is but a . preparatory school, from which, one is graduated by death into the

university of heaven, where ages of unlimited possibilities are opened to all who ente. Its portals. If I were to write columns on this subject I could ,not tell you any better my views on this theme, and so I leave It. "U. FHRATIS." Altoona, Kas. A Parody Anon. Tell me. ye winged winds, that through my ' dwelling blow; Do ye not know some spot where smokers do not go? Some quiet, pleasant dell, some valley in the West, Where, freed from pines anc smoke, a . soul may find a rest? The loud winds dwindled to a whisper low. And sighed for pity as they answered "No." : ' Tell me, thou ocean deep, whose billows oft I see, . Knoweth thou some Island home, to which our sex may flee. Safe from tobacco quids, and streams of filthy juice, Ejected from man's mouth; oh! what a vile abuse! The wild waves rolling in perpetual flow. Stopped for a while, and sighed to answer "No." . And thou, bright silver moon, when on thy mighty round, , Thou lookest down on earth, hast thou not found A spot yet undefiled by those that use the weed, And where mankind the rules of neatness ever heed. Behind a cloud the moon withdrew her face, A voice in sadness answered "not a place." Tell me. ye spirits bright, that now are hovering o'er. Must we endure this curse forever, ever more? oh, search beyond the earth, search regions of the blest. Can ye not find some place, where we, unsmoked. May find rest Faith. Hope and Trust, best boons to mortals given, ' Waved' their bright wings and whispered, "Yes, in heaven." "TUSCUMBIA."

Apple Blossoms. Oh, brown boughs, lovely boughs. Which but the other day. Pelted with sleet and scourged by snow, "Wind-tossed and beaten to and fro, - - Hung In the orchard way. And bent and creaked in dreary row, Did any voice then whisper ye The beauteous thing that was to be? Oh. bare boughs," patient boughs, Bravely ye bore, and well. While April sobbed with dreary wail. And May's reluctant smile was pale. And spring rehearsed her spell. In vain, and found its potence fall. And birds and bee and flowers were fain To turn to wniter's sleep again. Oh. brave bouphs, rewarded boughs, Ye waited not in vain! Today, in all the orchard rows, Vith white of snow and flnslvof rose, Laush all your lengths again. And borne on every breeze that blows Such fragrant breaths stir overhead As only happy hearts can shed. Oh. sweet boucrhs, happy boughs, - This is your carnival; Fruit-time is good, but blossom-days Are time of hope and time of praise; And when the blossoms fall. And, hlown along the orchard ways, Are lost and trodden in at last. The sweetest of the year is past. So, dear boughs, helpful beuehs. Clasp tight each petal fair. Hold it on high till all siialj see, And sad hearts passing- heavily Read, traced in scented air, The lesson bravely learned :by thee : . That all good . things snon or late, -. Shall come to those who dar, to-wait. "MAGGIE FITCH." May 2, ' f House Cleaning. House-cleaning time, and the world has gone daft. At the mention of comfort they simply laugh. And with really what seems a sardonic grin. Say house-cleaning time must now begin. 'Tift a dismal sight. I dare not say no. As like Charybdis'a waters round they go. And the quiet, cosy, homelike nooks. Where I carefully store my cherished books. ; Sages and poets of other lands I see Invaded by ruthless hands. Despairing of peace and comfort there. To my treasured den I quick repair. And turning the key exulting cry. Yon rock from its base as soon will fly. MKS. ft. K. SMITH. Matrimony. ; (Selected, by "Tuscombia" from Chambers Journal.) To die, some wicked rascals tell us Is a mere joke, a bagatelle. Whether we're partial to a gallows, Or choose to walk into a well; But from a paltry love of life . Say the same rogues not over civil, To take unto, yourself a wife, Alas, a spouse. Oh that's the d 1; Who, cry these wags. woul ever cumber His house with such a dull, insipid Useless piece of lumber? A mere machine, a moving biped. And then they , speak of Kve and Adam, Ane Samson's wife, and Lot's sad dame, And poor Job's breeches-wearing madam,. And hundreds more than I can name. Pandora with her poisonous box. And Ellen, who, to Asia ran; And she. who had the art to hoa Poor Socrates, unhappy man;. Vet. after all I still maintain That women, on the whole. Increase . Man's happiness, and can't refrain From saying they're a useful piece, Of household furniture a kind, Domestic animal, that knows. All the vagaries of your mind, And make your tea and mends your clothes. . But marriatre is, no doubt, a sea. With many a rock that one may split on, With many a hidden shoal that we. Will soon or late be sure to get on Who ever saw a genuine tear Stand in widowed husband's eye: Who ever had the luck to hear At such a time a genuine sigh; Look at the widower when he goes, Accoutered In his best black clothes. Is there no smile about his face; No scorn about the glance he throws In proud security on those Whose looks inform you well enough. Their mates are made of sterner stuff. This puts a story In my head. I somewhere either heard or read; A messenger in breathless haste. With hair erected on his head. Into Carnaro's chamber pressed, And rushed up to the sleeper's bec, The Bleeper lay in sweet repose. The wasted strength of his restoring. Lulled by the music of his nose. Which mortals usually call snoring. The stranger shook him pretty roughly, And tweaked his nose and pulled his hair, At last Carnaro, rather gruflly. Asked, "what the dickens brought him there?" The messenger. In great distress. At length, in broken accents, said. Oh sir; they've sent me here express "To tell you that your wife is dead." "Indeed." the widowed man replied. Turning upon his other sk. And pulling o'er his eyes his cap, In hopes of finishing his nap; "Tomorrow, when I wake you'll sea How very sorry I shall be." To "Weekly Sentinel Reader. Dear Friends To my request to members who are sybscribers I have received quite a free expression. , Yet as there are many whom I positively know to be subscribers that have not notified me of the fact, I believe there are many that have not. As this is the fact, I trust the editor wiM pardoi me for a repetition of my request., hoping I will not need to repeat it again. All members of the club (that have not already did so) who are subscribers for The W'eekly Sentinel notify me of the fact at once. Flease comply. W. S. KOKEXDOFFER. Montevallo, Mo.. May 1. I Cure JlerTonaneaa nl Con(ipntlon. Dr. Bhoop's Restorative Nerve Tills sent free wjth Medical book to prove merit, for 2c stamp. Druggists, 2Cc Dr. Snoop, Box X. Racine, Wis.

A REMARKABLE CHILD.

Alice Tierce 'ot Permitted to Tiny the Titular Role of Hannelc." For several weks the name of Alice Pierce has ap;earcd almost daily In the cclumns rf the newspapers in all portions of the country. She is the fifteen-year-old child who was employed to play the titular rolet of Gerhardt Hauptmannes much discussed vision drama. "Hannele'which was produced at the Flfrh-ave. theater, New York, recently. As Mayor Gilroy, at the instance of Mr. )fMfc Tw..r9 'IALICE PIERCE AS "HANNELE." Elbridge T. Gerry of the Society for the prevention of cruelty to children, refused to issue a license to little Miss Pierce on the ground that the play is Impious, shfe did not have the opportunity to demonstrate in public the remarkable work of which she is capable in "Hannele." Those persons, however, who have seen her in the part at the rehearsals predict a great future for her. Alice Pierce is the daughter of May Pierce, a well-known singer and an actress of considerable ability. Alice has been on the stage since she was a little bit of a tot, but first achieved a reputation among managers by her clever enacting of "Little Lord Fauntleroy." She was the first of the many children who essayed that role whose acting was called "natural." Miss Pierce is a queer combination. While she is still as mudh of a child as ever when at play, she is transformed into a thoughtful little woman the moment she enters a theater. No peculiarity of method of an actor escapes her notice. She has studied Duse, Irving and Ellen Terry, and the last named wrote seme excellent advice upon the back of a photograph which she pave her. The Ttosenfeld brothers were quick to appreolite the wonderful ability of Alice, anil as they have her under contract for a long term of years and she will have the benefit of the training of Mr. Carl Rcsenfeld. a past master of his art, her future is certainly bright with promise of great achievements. Only the n m o Wrecked. "There is something rather amusing a boat all this talk of the historic old Kearsarge." .said a young naval officer who for professional reasons wishes his name withheld. "The fact is," he added. "thre is only one piece of timber in the ship that was wrecked on Roncador reef, in the Caribbean sea. which formed part of the original Kearsarge that whipped the Alabama. In th" Hush times immediately following the war period the Kearsarge, having been worn out in cruising, was completely rebuilt under the guise of repairs. That was before the -passage and indeed was one of the direct causes of the passage of what is known as the 40 per cent law. "There was but one section of the vessel's old keel, an oak piece forty feet long, retained in the new ship, and that was only kept to enable the navy department to say i hat the vessel had been repaired instead of being absolutely rebuilt. As It is now, if a naval ship cannot be repaired for 40 per cent, of its original cost, she goes to Rotten row. There is nothing but the name wrecked at Roncador reef, and a great deal of sentiment Is being wasted by people who don't know the facts, saying nothing of the generous appropriation made lately by congress, based purely upon this sentiment." Cincinnati Commercial-Gazette. Christ Coat Inder the Microscope. During the past ten centuries there have been numerous discussions, dissensions and in some cases disruptions of churches and whole communities over the question of the genuineness of the socalled "holy -;oat of Argenteuil." It may be ot interest to know that .there are two "holy coats" in the cathedrals of Europe, the -ustodians of each claiming that the other is a fraud. The subject of this article is not the one kept at the Prussian city of Traves, which was made an object ofpilgr image three years ago. This one is kept in a sacristy in the cathedral of Argenteuol, a suburb of Paris. Many believe it to be the true relic, and in order to more firmly establish its claims the bishop of Versailles recently permitted sections of It to be sent to the Gobelin manufactory for microscopic examination. The experts who had the matter in charge say that they found a complete identity between it and the cloth woven by the Christians of the first and second centuries, fragments of which have often been found In tombs, and that Its brownish color is doubtless that of the "royal purple," the dyeing of which is now one of the lost arts. The Argenteuil claimants are highly pleased with the verdict. St. Louis Republic. Tlie Sickroom. When nursing a person who is likely to be ill some time, move her into a sunny room and also the largest you have. Remove all curtains and superfluous drapery arid unnecessary furniture. In sickness wear a washing gown and shoes without high heels. Remove all flowers from the room each night at bedtime and always reject cut flowers that are at all withered. Keep all sedatives and strong drugs out of the patient's reach and if possible under lock and key. I have known several cases of self-destruction from the patients helping themselves to a soothing drug and taking an overdose Family Magazine. She Did Ufr Pari. Edith "I hate that Mr. Wilson." Sadie "Why, .what has happened? I thought you liked him ever so much." Edith "He said- I couldn't whistle, and just to show him I could I puckered up my mouth, just as sweet and round, and what do vou think he did?" Sadie (blushing) "How should I know?" Edith "Well, the little fool Just let me whistle." Boston Home Journal. An Kämmt Investlffntor. Gentle Lady "I hope you go to church some times." Good Boy "Yes'm." "To what church?" "I used to be a presbyterian, but I've been a methodlst ever since the last church fair. They put the most strawberries in the shortcake." Street & Smith's Good News. A Desperate Remedy. "I don't know how it is," said one bachelor to another, "but I am getting awfully tired of club life. I'm afraid I shall have to get married in order to appreciate it again 'thoroughly." Tit-Bits. A MUlnre of Date. . Owing to the fact that the hands of the paper wished to knock off front work today on account of the show we issued today's paper yesterday. Johnson City (Pa.) Cornet.

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FAIRIES OF THE TEXSMEXTS.

Pretty Sidewalk Dancers Who STrlng to the Music of Hand Organ. On Frankfort-st. the other day where the big bridge is on one side of the street and tenements face it two little children were dancing to the tunes that a hand organ man . ground out. They danced so beautifully that passersby stopped to look on. people came out cf the tenements and saloons and shops, and a crowd collected. What the little girls danced was very like the "caprice" that is being taught in the dancing academies this winter. They tripped forward and kicked out the right leg. turned right about face, tripped the other way and flung out the left leg. Then they embraced and waltzed around and around. This formula they repeated again and again. They were poor little girls and perhaps a dozen years old, in shabby short dresses, with hair that floated none too well combed in the air as they danced. The most Intelligent men applauded them, and the most hardened bummers from the saloons grinned with pleasure. So ingenious and pretty was the step, so light and fairylike were the dancers, that the sight of them in such a place was to be , remembered longer than men would remember a dance at a splendid theater. One of the spectators happened later In the afternoon to be passing along Nassau-st. when he heard a hand organ and saw the same two little girls dancing and the same spirited and artistically graceful fashion. Again he stopped to watch and admire them, and this time he noticed a queerer thing than he had observed before. As was the case In Frankfort-st., the children were dancing to the merry tune of "Daisy." but presently the organ grinder clicked a stop, or lever, on the side of his organ and began to play "The Marseillaise," which, as everyone knows, is a rather slow, heroic, martial tune, the very last one to which to dance a gavotte. Nevertheless the little girls kept on with their pretty waltzing and marching and counter marching, their dainty kicking and their whirlabouts. The spectator walked away wondering. Later still, at supper time, this same spectator, now on Broadway, saw an organ grinder and two little girls dancing to his music in the same way In front of old St. Paul's church. The spectator now had a companion with him. "Come." said he. "I want you to see these children dance. I saw two this afternoon, and it was wonderful how prettily they danced." "Come along," said the companion. "Here's our car. Hop aboard. Where have you been all winter? Those girls were pretty and interesting when they began, but now it's getting tiresome. That organ grinder hires them to go around with him and dance in that way. It's a beggar's trick, and, moreover. It's a shame that some one does not see that those little girls are kept at home or at school. X. Y. Sun. Too Mach for the Uurglar. "I once had an experience tha-t proved to me that there is honor among thieves," said W. J. Burgess, a Cincinnati drummer. "It happened several years ago In a little town in Michigan. I retired to bed in the hotel at the usual time and placed my watch and pocketbook under the pillow. After having been a-sleep for seme time I was awakened by hearing a strange noise in the room. "You can Imagine I was considerably startled at beholding a man, with a handkerchief tied over his face, standing by my bedside. In his hand was a dark-iantern, which shone fully in my face. He did not give me much time to think, but In a gruff voice demanded my watch and money. I don't know what ever put the idea in my head, but endeavoring to be calm as possible I said: i ; ' "If I tell you exactly where they are. will you promise not to molest me and leave me to finish my sleep?" "Well, you are a cool one, I must say." he replied, "but you must tell me where your valuables are, and I will promise not to harm you and leave you in peace." "I will take you at your word," said I. "My watch is at the jeweler's being repaired, and every cent I have is locked up in the safe down stairs." He stared at me a minute or two as though trying to tell by my face If I had spoken the truth. It must have convinced him, for, muttering something which I did not catch, he turned on his heel and walked out of the room without a word." N. Y. Clipper. Dislikes of Author. It is a curious thing how those who write famous books or create well known noms de plume develop an aversion to them as time goes on. Edward Bellamy, for example, absolutely shudders when one talks of "Looking Backward" in his presence. There is no surer way to offend Bret Harte than to refer to him as the author of "The Heathen Chinee." Will Carleton cannot imagine why people should associate "Over the Hills to the Poor House" so prominently with his name. Mrs. Burnett dislikes too much mention of "Little Lord Fauntleroy" In her presence, but courts any praise of her story of "Vagabondia," with which so few, in comparison with those who know her famous juvenile story, have any knowledge. Charles Herbe Clarke has a strong aversion to any association of his once famous nom de plume of "Max Adler" with his name. Charles G. Leland'9 Ire is aroused when one speaks of "Hans Breitmann" as his best piece of work. E. P. Roe never could understand why people bought "Opening of a Chestnut Burr" In preference to his later and what he deemed his better books. Eugene Field feels that he has written fifty poems that are suIrior to "Little Boy Blue." John Hay's feelings are hurt when one Introduces him at a dinner, as did a chairman at a literary supper recently, as the author of "Little Breeches." London Tit-Bits. The nick Menillcnnts of France. Mendicancy would appear to be almost as profitable In the outlying suburbs of Paris as in the city itself, where beggars sometimes die leaving substantial legacies behind them for their next of kin. Victor Hayet. aged forty-nine, was supposed to be one of the most destitute and almworthv inhabitants of Joinvllle-le-Pont, where" he dwelt in a hovel by night and begged on the roads by day. For the past week he had disappeared from sight, and the police, having been communicated with, vent to the hut. burst open the door, as there was no answer to their knocks, and found Hayet dead on the floor inside. His body showed no marki of foul play, and it was clear that the man had died suddenly from heart discose. In a dirty cupboard of his miserable room was found a parcel of bank notes amounting in value to 720. The mendicant's dog was heard howling in the cellar. The animal was half mad with hunger, and it choked itself eating a lump of br?ad thrown to- it by the policeman. London Telegraph. Where He Wim. The tramp entered the rear yard f a house on Pitcher-st. last Saturday and met at the kitchen door a lady wearing glasses. "Can I," he Inquired, "do some work here to earn a pair of old shoes?" "I don't know whether you can or not." she replied, "but you may." He rubbed his eyes a moment In bewilderment. "1 beg vour pardon, madam," he said. "I am not in Boston, am I?" Detroit Free Press. The Standard She Should Have Taken. A girl measures a man by the hero in a novel and finds oui after marriage that she should have measured him by her father. Atchison Globe. Admit That Without Reservation. There is only onf occasion a woman will admit she was a fool. When she talks to her husband of the day she married him. Atchison Globe. Dr. Price's Cream Baking Powder World's Fair Highest Medal sad Diploma.

STREET PICKINGS.

The study of animals is an interesting one to those who pursue it. The effect cf swearing upon horses anl mu!'3 is s marked that when a horse or raule Is ones owned by a profar.e ma'W, he will not go worth a cent without being sworn at. A family living on a farm recently pjrehasei a yellow mule which had been own-I by the most profane man in the county, ani which ha I the habit of balking anl scarin? at every trifle in the way. Different members of the family tried without success to drive the mule; anl they wc:p about to sell it when, one day, a neighbor, who was very profane, undertook to drive It. The mule was witched to a plow av.l went along until a stump appeared 1: si.Tht. Then it balked most terribly. The neighbor broke out in a strain of profanity, saying: "Stop anl l?ok at It . Its full of little devils and they'll jump at you. blast your stubborn hide." And so ou until the fields rang. The nm!e gave him one satisfied look as if it ha I returned to its native fe-l once more, and trotte! along cheerfully. The mystery was solved, the only trouble being that the mule would accept none but the niot artist ie swearing, so - man was hire! with that particular trait to recommeni him that he could swear hard enough to start the mule. This story Is a true one, but it has not In It tha horror that the following has. It Is to ba hoped that the "constant reader" will not strive to seek the names of the parüle concerned. A gentleman, having two fair daughters. purchased a. family horse, an animal which belonged to a drunkard. The latter was la the habit of stopping before a saloon end staying therein for hours. When ha emerged he would lash the horse with the whip and curse It as only a man in that condition can curse. When the family bought the horse Its peculiarity was known, but it was a splendid traveler and so much was forgiven It. The young- la lies drove it; and not long ag-o a young pentlitian from the city went down to visit the family. One pleasant afternoon he found himself la the surrey with two fair maidens anl thought himself the luckiest fellow in th wartd. After going along smoothly fcr about two miles the horse suddenly slopped, The ptrls looked at each other and begaa to giggle. "You do your part first. Mangle." sai4 Liizie. "Maybe you can start him." Maggie took the whip and laid lash eTter las'i upon the horse's back, but h only, planted his feet firmer. "Xow Liz," she said, "it's your turn." Then to the horror of the your.g man Miss Lizzie set her ha.t firly on her head and bejan to swear at the horse in a. manner that would do credit to any man. Maggie used the whip as an acompaniment to the curses and the hrse trottel off ojf If nothing had happened. "Awl is this do you is th!s a frequent occurrence?" gasped the young man, with, weak astonishment. "We never take him out that he doesn't act this way. At first we were in diepair, but we had to stay at home only when the men could go along to swear, so one day Vie came alone and Lizzie &il the swearing anl he went all rieht, so we driv.j hJ.m everywhere now. Lizzie don't mind it. and when anything goes wrong she likes to take the horse out so she can swear at it and relieve her feelinps. But the young man refused to po driving igain, it was such a shock to him. A certain lady in the city has a friend who lives in a smaller town who comes to the city very often to shop and, as she dislikes to stay at a hotel alone, she makes a convenience of her friend ani stays all nicht with her. It Is perfectly apreeabue with the friend, but she Is one of thos most unfortunate persons who have a knack of saying the wrong thing when they mein the right. Recently the stranger sail to her hostess as she was leaving: "You must come down and 6ee me som time." And to her indignation and consternatioa the friend replied : "Yes. I'll come and epoage off of you a, week." She only meant to be funny, but those golden links in the chain of friendship has been irrevocably broken. Little Kate goes to a suburban school where the annual tuition is $1 per chili. The children were to br.ng their dollars the last day of school, which was Friday. As Kate started her mother said: "Wait, Katie, I want to Kiv your tuition to take to the teacher." But Katie shook her head vigorously. "Oh no, 'mamma," s!vi said. It aint two-ition; it's only one-ition:" Hood's Sarsaparilla is absolutely unequalled as a blood purifier and strengthening medicine. It is the ldoal spring medicine. Try it. AN AMERICAN QUEEN AXD HER F0UI DAUGHTERS. A Scene on the it O'clock Express Between lioston and Worcester, 3ias. SrtrlAL TO OCR I.ADT BIAKKBS . It was a pretty sight. The passengers turned around in their ßeata to better note the something unusual. A noble looking woman had entered the car, f o 1lowed byfour daughters, ageing from fifteen to twenty years. The mother had one of those good !' C"'.V'V. and whole.j i some iaces i'-W Vi - that one so i. T ' -. v. ' Mi : rarely ees. t- - -; - i f - t..t J"-. o'-A but that men and women always admire. The ghter d the same heal thy, wholesome look. They were well born, well cared I lor, and. rV6""' " M w i t h o u t doubt, never suffered from any of the ill that curse many women. Mothers owe a duty to their daughters that in too many cases is neglected. Nature lias provided a time for purification, and if the channels areobstructed, the ent i re system is poisoned and misery comes. Mrs. Chas. Ilines of Duncannon, Pa., a woman of large experience, in sneaking of a mother's duty, says: "Watch carefully your daughters i-hytaral development 'Mothers should seethiit nature is assisted, if necessary, toperforru its office, and keep their daughters well informed as to matters concerning themselves." 'Irpflffiili ritlec from whatever jV1 dications of orga nie "VlTltll.-i tS'-.i , trouble. With irregularities come disturbance of the stomach and kidneys. Violent headaches oftn attack tha victim, pains shoot evem here. Extreme irritability follows quickly, and then utter oespondencyoverw helms the already overburdened life. Unless the obstruction is removed at once, your daughter's whole future will be darkened. Lydia E. Pint-ham's Vegetable ComFound will accomplish the work speedily, t is the most effective remedy for irregular or suspended action known.

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