Jasper County Democrat, Volume 2, Number 39, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 30 December 1899 — Page 6

AN AMERICANGIRL ABROAD

CHAPTER I. “And do choose a nice one this time!'’ nays a small woman, with, pleading, soft brown eyes. “Jnst fancy those long days and weeks —in far out-of-the-way places; I want someone who is very, very pretty, and very, very delightful, to be my companion. Never mind about her being a heroine. Everybody can’t be a heroine. I went somebody who will be merry at dinner, and cozy to walk with on the moonlight nights; and I don't care twopence about her character *’ "What?" . “You know quite well what I mean. I detest strong-minded women —they should all be sitting on school boards, like a row of owls. Character! You can’t kiss force of character; but you can kiss Peggy Rosslyn.” “You mean you can." “Well?" says .Mrs. Threepeuny-bil, with a stare. “Isn't that enough?" “H’m! However, it's Perry Rosslyn you’ve fixed upon? Well. I shouldn’t have called her so uncommonly pretty. Let’s see. Her eyes—her eyes are rather glassy, aren't they?” “I think they art* most beautiful eyes,” •ays this small creature, warmly. "Why. they have the clear, shining blue of the eyes of a child!” “But when you come to her conduct, what are you to say? Why. you know she is a most outrageous and audacious and abominable flirt!" Queen Tita condescends to smile a little. “She is a mischievous monkey," she admits. “But it’s only her fun.” “Her fun? A nice kind of fun! I call her simply a White Pestilence.” “It’a all very well for you to make a joke of it; but if you would only think, of those two grown-up boys, and the kind of example that is set before them——” “I dare say the boys will be able to look out for themselves.” “If they take after their father they will.” “Como, now. about Peggy. You know ■he has a way of expecting a good deal of attention.” “Yes; and men are never willing to pay her all the attention she wants! Oh, no, they are quite reluctant—you especially! Well, never mind. I'll take Peggy. I dare say we shall get on excellently by ourselves. But reinember, Peggy is to be mine, and mine alone. Of connse she will share my cabin at night, but I mean in the day time as well —when we are walking along the bank. Peggy is to be with me; and if we go for a drive anywhere, she and I are to sit together. And won’t you men be wild!" “And won’t you women be dull! But I don’t know yet that I can allow a ]>erson of that kind to come with us. Look at the wayjdie goes on at cards.” “It’s onFgjier fun." “Why. everything is only her fun! Is, ■he to be allowed to do whatever she pleases, so long as it amuses her? Besides, there are other considerations. She's a Yank.” “She’s a dear!” Obviously it was of no use to argue further with a woman who would make such irrelevant answers; for the sake of peace and quietness it was better to say “Very well;” and so it came about that it was resolved to ask Miss Peggy Rosslyn to accompany us when we should lie ready to steal away from the busy haunts of men and begin our exploration of the devious waterways in the west so England. Atid now we had to lay all our plans, before our young friend, in the hope of enticing her to go with us. It was speedily found that very little enticement was necessary. When her hostess described to her our preconcerted and sudden withdrawal from the road and turmoil and heated-rooms, of London; the assembling of the small party of friends on board the mysterious barge, as yet unconstructed and unnamed, that was to bear us away toward far western regions,; our stealthy gliding through the silent land, in the pleasant May-time of the year; the over-changing panorama of hill and wood and daisied meadow slowly going fay; our morning walks along the banks; our moonlighted evenings on deck, with perhaps a little music, of plantation birth; or, later still, a game of cards in the lamp-lighted saloon—when all those things and many more have been put before her, the question comes: “Now, Peggy, what do you say? Will you go with us?"' “Will 1?" says Peggy. “Won’t I?” And then she seems to think this answer too abrupt; and she goes round the table and kisses that small mite of a woman. “You are just too good to me,” she ■ays; and then she returns to her place. "You will bring your banjo, Miss Peggy?” says one of us. "Oh, no! A guitar sounds all right. But a banjo would be out of keeping ” “Oh, we can't get on without ’Kitty Wells’ and ’Carry Mo Back to Old Virginity.’ ” “There is a much more important thing,” interposes Mrs. Threepenny-bit; and she eyes the young lady with severe and significant scrutiny. “We shall want a fourth for our party; and he may—l say he may—be a man; and even possibly a, young man. Now. Peggy. I want to know* it you are going to behave your■eifr . ... ’ • Miss Peggy turns to the third member of thia trio, with appealing and innocent and injured eyes. “Now, is that fair? Is that kind? Do I ever misbehave?” “Never—l will swear it! But I see yon know where to 'come in, yon poor dear, when they say things about yon. S You know where sympathy and couaola- | tion are always wafting for you.” The first difficulty we encountered was to find a suitable name far the noble

BY WILLIAM BLACK.

craft that was to carry us away into those sylvau solitudes. A hundred names were examined and rejected; and we were growing desperate when Miss Peggy Rosslyn, happening to come in one evening, settled the matter in a moment. “If that is all the trouble,” said she, “why not call it the ’Nameless Barge?* ” The "Nameless Barge” was the very thing we wanted -mysterious, ghost-like, and entirely in .keeping with our secret ami silent gliding along those solitary highways; and the “Nameless Barge” we forthwith declared it ehonM Im*. Now, when wc set about the planning and construction of the nondescript floating thing' that was to, be serviceable on iMjth canals and rivers, we were greatly indebted for advice and assistance to a young friend of ours. His name was Jack Duncombe; he was the son of a wealthy Manchester merchant, who had sent the lad to Harrow and Cambridge; t hereof he young man came to London to study for the Lar, took rooms in the Temple, eat his dinners, and eventually got called. He was an exceedingly clever and handy fellow, ami of the most indefatigable good nature; and when he heard of this project of ours, he quite naturally assumed that it was his business to procure for us the very vessel we wanted. This he did, after a good deal of trouble, and it was agreed and undertakeu that the "Nameless Barke,” painted a simple white, with no touch of color or gilding at all. should be ready and waiting for us at Kingston-on-Thames, on May 1, with such, stores on board as wc might choose to send down beforehand. Then says the mistress of this household : "Mr. Duncombe lias been so awfully kind and obliging over this affair that we are almost bound to ask him to go with us. if he can.”, "You know the certain result. Peggy will make a hash of him within the first dozen hours.” "Oh. no. no; this time she has promised to behave; and indeed I don’t think she ever means very serious mischief.” Areordingly. we asked the budding dramatist to accompany us, and nothing loath was be: for he had always plenty of time on his hands and ideas in his head, that wanted an abundance of leisure for the pro]M*r working of them out. And then wo told him about Peggy Rbsslyn going with us. “I've heard a great deal alsait that young lady,” said he. “It’s odd I’ve never met h<T at your house.” “She s|»ent all last winter in Paris,” Mrs. Threepenny-bit explains. "And since she has come to England she has been mostly at Bournemouth, where she has some friends."

"And is she really the adorable angel you all make her but?’’ he asks, with a Certain air of indifference, not to say of incredulity. * “She is a very good girl, and a very nice girl," says Queen Tita, quietly: for she doesn't like any of her young lady friends to be sjmken of in a free-and-easy fashion, especially by young men.” Indeed, the next time Jack Duncombe called to see us she took occasion to drop a little hint on the subject—in the gentlest possible way. of course. He came in radiant. He had been down to Kingston. The "Nameless Barge" was nearing completion. He was himself astonished at tl>e amount of accommodation on board, seeing that she had to be constructed so as. to enter canal locks and pass under bridges: nay. he was confident of her sea-going qualities, too, when we should have to face the wide waters of the Severn channel. According to him, the project no longer looked merely hopeful; its success was assured. Our wanderings were to be purely pastoral and peaceful; the Thames, the Severn, the Kennet, the’Avon, were to reveal to us their most secret haunts. He promised us-that on some still evening—some warm and golden evening—perhaps dying slowly into dusk, and then reawakening into the splendor and magfr of a moonlight night—we should find ourselves moored by a meadow-side, in the dim solitudes of the Forest of Arden. CHAPTER 11. “There's my dear! There’s my pretty one!” cries Queen Titania, as we drive up to Waterloo Station; forthwith one catches sight of a tall young lady, brighteyed and smiling, coming qnickly toward the cab: the next instant the two friends are together on the platform, kissing each other in the wasteful and foolish fashion peculiar to women. “No, Peggy.” says Queen Tita, gravely; “you needn't look round. He isn’t here.” “Oh.", says Peggy, with reproachful eyes, “as if I wanted anybody but you.” Our start, after all, was rather a haphazard affair, because some of our arrangements had broken down at the last moment. For one thing, the factotum of a steward provided by Jack Duncombe proved to be much too astute a person for simply folk like us. Doubtless he knew a great deal more about the Thames apd about house-boats than we did; but when it came to innumerable conditions and half-hinted stipulations, we had to point out to him. gently but firmly, that we did not nt all look upon his going with us in the light of an obligation. And then says Mrs. Threepenny-bit: “Where do we ever get courtesy and kindness and good-will except in the West Highlands? If I were you I would send right away for Murdoch.” “A Highland steward on the Thames'” ■ “At all events he will be good-natured, and obliging and pleasant mannered.” It was there and then resolved to send for Murdoch’ Mart An of Tobertnory, in the island of Mull, who came- -sadly-lfo-. wildered by the site and roar of London;' ami was at once sent on to Kingston. Thither also Jack Duncombe had gone down; for there was some little trouble abont getting a man and hone to tow us up to Oxford—where more permanent, arrangements were to be made. Thus it was that we three aet forth by ourselves. As the train slowed into Kingston Station we perceived a young gentleman eag-

low, of pole complexion, with good features, intelligent gray eyes, chestnutbrown hair, and a small brown mustache. He wore a blue jacket, white ducks, and yachting shoes. “Peggy,” said the elder of the two women, as they stepped out and on to the platform, “let me introduce to yot/ Mr. Duncombe —Miss Roeslyn.” The quick look of surprise that appeared on the young man’s face! Had our familiar speaking about Peggy deceived him? Perhaps lie was not prepared to find this American young lady so distinguished looking, and so calm and selfpossessed, to say nothing of tty* observant, direct glance of her clear, shining eyes. Miss Peggy bowed complacently and not unkindly; and* the young man, recovering a little from bis embarrassment. turned to his hostess and explained that he had a youth below and a barrow for the transference of our luggage, and that he had left Murdoch in charge of the boat. Then these two, the luggage having been carried down, walked on ahead, leaving Miss Peggy to follow with the only companion left her. “Well?” one says to her, by way of encouragement and inquiry. She does not care to look up in answer; you would think she was quite interested in the dusty road before her. “Miss Peggy, are you going to let him alone?” Again the plaintive, injured look. "I didn’t think you were going to accuse me of such things, even in. fun. You are always kind to me—and —and defending me against everybody. Besides, didn't I tell you you would see for yourself, all the day long, how well I behave T “But you mustn't behave too well, Miss Peggy; that would never do; we might begin to think you had some definite kind of a character about you. Don’t you know what made that small woman there determined to inveigle you into going with us? It was because you had no angles of character at ail; because you were nothing but simply nice.” "Did she say I was nice?” she inquires, with a touch of shyness. "She did.” “And did you agree with her?” asks this bold hussy- showing what her shyness is worth. "I? Oh, well that's asking questions, and too soon. You know what the man said who went off in a balloon by himself: he said: ’This is very nice, I hope!’ We’ll see. Miss Peggy. We’ll have a little scrutiny of your eoiftuct before saying anything definite. We’ll give you a written warranty afterward!” Here we are down at the river; and there is the long white things—an elongated Noah's ark—a whitewashed gondola it seems —that is to be our home for many a day. And here is Murdoch come ashore—a sailor-like, sunburned young fellow, who has made himself smart in his steward suit and peaked cap; he is very bashful before the young lady stranger; he waits to be spoken, to by Queen Tita, who is an old friend and seafaring comrade of his. "Well, Murdoch.” says she, “and what do you think of the boat, now you have seen her?” Murdoch glances toward the "Nameless Barge” with evident disfavor; but he is" too courteous to say anything too disparaging. . "I thought, mem, it was to be a yat,” he says, still regarding that king white eel of a thing. “A yacht? Oh, no. We couldn't take a yacht away inland. Why,” she pays, with a smile, looking at him, "I believe you are quite disappointed.” "Oh. no, mem. May be it is a good boat for the purpose—may be it uz. But I wonlfl not like her for us to be going round Ru Hupish in that.” “Murdoch, this is Miss Rosslyn; she is au American young lady, who W’ants to see all about England, you know; and you’ll have to do everything to make her comfortable while she is on board.” “Oh, yes, mem; but I wish the young leddy was going with on a yat, mem,” says Murdoch, rather pathetically; it is clear that he regards our present expedition as a sad falling off from others he has known in former days. Queen Tita looks at him and laughs a little. “I do really believe. Murdoch, you are sorry you came south!” “Ob, no. mem; indeed not that, mem," says this bashful-eyed young fellow. “I am sure I do not care what kind Of a boat it uz, if you will ask me to go, mem; and it's ferry g’ad lamto be going with you, mem, whateffer the kind of boat.”

(To be continued.!

Human Nature. Mrs. Neighbors—l was very sorry, indeed, to learn of your sad loss, Mr. Hayrix. You have my deepest sympathy. Mr. Hayrlx—Wall, calkerlate it war purty sadlike. I had ten uv th’ finest hogs in this yer hull teownshlp, an' eight uv ’cm's deadern’ a door nail. Mrs. Neighbors (horrified)—But I was referring to the loss of your wife. Mr. Hayrlx—Yaas, mlsfortun’s never dew ’pear to come singerly. An’ I could ’a sold them thar hogs fee S2O a head, te>w.—Chicago News. Old War Vessels Sold. The old Ajax and the Passaic, both types of the first ironclad and built in 1862, have been sold by the (government for $29,566 and $19,785 respectively, which is said to be less than the value of the old iron. Both were purchased by Philadelphia concerns. The Hector, formerly the Pedro, captured from the Spanish in 1898, brought $65,150, though appraised at only $50,000. Odd Recovery of a Ring. Fifteen years ago a farmer’s wife in Maine lost a ring. Last month her husband while digging potatoes noticed one more curiously shaped than the others. He picked it up and, if a Maine paper may be credited, he found his wife’s long-lost ring encircling it. The potato bulged out on each side of the ring, holding it securely. Eels Killed by a Thunderstorm. After recent thunderstorms in England thousands of -dead ods were found near Sandwich, touting, tn 4he Pelf elver. The consumption of coal per head of population is lowest in Austria, when it » only one-sixth of a ton per annum, and highest in Great Britain, where each person averages three and threetenths tons per year. •

WOMAN HOME

A WOMAN’S WILL. FEMALE over 12 years of age Z~«Ato New Mexico, and over lb in ****New York may bequeath her personal property. But 18 Is the age fixed for devising real estate in California. Colorado, Connecticut, Dakota, District of Columbia, Illinois, Maryland, Minnesota, Montana, Nevada, Utah and Washington, while in the other States the testatrix must be 21 years of age. Married women may devise their separate estates in Alabama, Arizona, Arkansas, California, Connecticut, Dakota, District of Columbia, Idaho. Kent tick y, Maine, Missouri, Nevada, North Carolina, Tennessee, Utah, Vermont, Virginia, Wisconsin and Wyoming. It is necessary in the other States that a married woman have the written consent of her husband before disposing of her property by will. An unmarried wotoan’s will is legally revoked by marriage, but her property may be arranged in such a manner as to permit her to dispose of it after marriage as she may,desire. The person making the will is called the testator; feminine testatrix. A will is of no effect until the death of the testator, and may be changed or canceled at any time by him. A will may be revoked by marriage, a codicil, destruction of will, disposing of property devised in the will, or by the execution of another will, as the last will annuls the power of any preceding one. If real estate is conveyed by will, it should be done in accordance with the laws of the State or county in which the land Is located, but personal property is conveyed In harmony with the laws of the place in which the testator resides.—Woman's Home Companion. Dr. Lucy Wilson's Work. Dr. Lucy Langdon Williams Wilson, who holds the chair of biology at the Girls’ normal school, Philadelphia, has

arranged an exhibit of the biological work of the school, which is to be sent to the Paris exposition. I The collection, which I has been made at Mrs. Wilson’s own expense, costing probably about SSOO. consists of sixty-slx charts, illustrating very clearly the

DE. WILSON.

course of study and the methods of instruction used at the school, and 100 neatly bound volumes of the pupils’ work. One-half of the charts illustrate the nature work taught in the school of practice, and the other half represents the laboratory work of the students of the Normal school. The charts are printed in French and English, and pictures and drawings explain the work of each grade. The books contain the written exercises.and drawings of plant and animal life done by the pupils. Cecil Rhodes’ Sisters. These are the two sisters of the “Diamond King,” Cecil J. Rhodes. Although their brother, who has made $75,000,000 raining diamonds in South

CECH. RHODES TWO SISTERS.

Africa, showers the lustrous gems upon them the sensible young women never use diamonds for personal adornment. Both are genuine English girls, fond of outdoor life and devoted to horses. It is due to their influence that Mr. Rhodes no longer avoids the fair sex as once he did. The Well-Dressed Woman. The majority of European women aro in one .degree or another of a mind with the English woman who said that “there was no use In being weH dressed at home, because everybody in ths* town knew who she was, and that there was no use of dressing well when she went elsewhere, because then nobody knew who she was.” This is an altogether different attitude from that of the American woman, who feels that she owes It to he>_’self to be well dressed, says the Pittsburg Dispatch. American writers who go into raptures about the originality of the Parisienne ought to have these facts brought home to them.

The Busy Woman’s Time. The busy woman who has discovered how to use her time is certain to become successful. It is not the bustling, rushing, hurrying woman who uses it to the best advantage. She frequently Imposes on people; who believe that she Is a great worker, says the Cincinnati Envfulrer. •> Asra matter of fsct,. she is generally the, one who does feast.' - She spends h£f eht’hfr to talking-. but It Is the quiet, self-possessed woman who Is the real busy one. Apart from the capacity of working quietly and persistently, there is the necessity for using the minute* to advantage—a very difficult task at all times. • sESEc

to time “just for a moment’s chat,” or “to wait for the next ear.” If one had nothing to do* this would be extremely pleasant; but when it really means that the hours of w*ork must be indefinitely lengthened until lost time has been made up the pleasantness of such a proceeding fails to strike the busy one. The housekeeping woman has no notion of the value of time. How can it be otherwise when she generally has too much of it on hand? A* to Invitation*. If you know that the friend whom you are inviting has a visitor staying with her, you should by all means include the visitor. If you eannot at that time invite your friend’s guest to your dinner or luncheon it would be better to defer your invitation to your friend until a time when she has no one with her. You may request an Invitation for a dance for a stranger in town, for a young relative, or for a young man who dances whose acquaintance you know would be agreeable to the prospective hostess. For card parties, luncheons and dinners you can never request an invita tion, even for a guest staying in yout house. You can only let your hostess know that you have a visitor, thus leaving her free to do what seems best to her. You are at liberty to take your guest to an afternoon tea, to a large evening reception or to any affair to which the number of guests is evidently unlimited, without previously notifying your hostess. - You Cannot ask a hostess for an invitation for a resident of th? same eity unless this person is a newcomer. For most social events you can freely ask an invitation for a man or a distinguished stranger: less often Is it proper to ask one for a married couple.—Woman's Home Companion.

Return* with a Title. The wife of Count Forest-Divonne, who has been transferred to the French embassy at Washington, has

been gladly welcomed baek to the city of her girlhood conquests. The countess Is extremely beautiful, and is one of the few American women .who have been received with open arms by the old regime in France, and to whom all

the salons in the Fauborg St. Germain stand wide open. She has not paid many visits to the States since her mar riage some years ago, at which tint Count Dlvonne was an attache of the French legation at Washington. The wedding was of such magnificence that it is still talked about in Washington’s smart circles. Lt is to be said, too, that the marriage has been a far happier ohe than has been the rule with FrancoAmerican ailiances.

Orange Blossom*. There is a tendency toward the discarding of orange blossoms at weddings nltra-fashionable. which is termed iconoclasm by those who consider the use of these fragrant flowers indispensable by the bride who would be true to all the traditions regarding wedding finery*. The orange branch bears flowers and fruit at one time, and is therefore looked upon as the fairest emblem of prosperity. The use of orange blossoms is older than the Anglo-Saxon race, and it is said that it was in Arabia the flowers first appeared in bridal wreaths. No More Old Maid*. .j,- The tradition that If one does not wish to marry one must become what used to be known as an old maid is now quite obsolete. A woman in her thirties, whether married or single, is at her prime, and no one knows it better than she does. Her age is a distinct gain, not a loss; an asset, not a deficit. She is quite conscious of the advantage, and is, on the whole, rather proud than otherwise of her experience.—Pittsburg Dispatch. Beware of Birds. Kissing a pet bird Is one of the many things to be added to one’s list of “dont’s.” It has been recently discovered that consumption is sometimes hidden in the cage of canaries, parrots and other feathered pets. Lung diseases are prevalent among pigeons, and the practice of placing the lips to the bird's beak is considered a dangerous proceeding, and is apt to spread germs.

Ways of Women. A woman rarely ever writes with a stub pen.—Washington Democrat. The uglier a girl is the more useful is she to her mother.—Philadelphia Bulletin. You can always distract a woman’s attention by showing her a new doily pattern or a baby.— Press. No woman born ever yet started off on a trip, no matter without buying something.—Phnaaeiphla’Dimes. A curious thing about a woman Is that she can feel absolutely honest about Jjer dish^Sesty.—Fairfield llepuj)Ifcanv--’' : 1 A woman can 'cond6ne selfishness iq a man when it takes the form of hit wanting her all to himself.—Philadelphia Times. When a woman quotes her doctor as saying she must not work too hard, she g&SWSISai

few THs Versatile Naval Officer Is Mate* isterinf Oar New isle. « It is not strange that among our diversely gifted people there should be found here and there a man with an aptitude for kingcraft There have always been plenty of Americans who would have reached one, too, if thrones had been open to competition. But the division of labor has mt gone that far and hitherto the deserving person has stood no chance against the tenth transmitter of a foolish face. So many a potential monarch among us has had to look on while others muddled the royal business in a way to make him grit bls teeth. Such a man was Commander Leary of the Boston Nafef Yard till a turn of affairs led the government to take him away from routine duties and anoint him king of Guam. Not that there was a formal coronation, tor that would have offended popular sentiment And as to any future legends that he was burning cakes in a peasant’s hut at the time or that he was at his plough clad only in a tunic and had to send home for his toga, we may say in advance that there is nothing in them. The one authenticated fact is that he became king of Guam. As king he has justified the hopes of all that knew him. There was nothing of the Bourbon about him—no blindness to the mistakes of his predecessors. He saw, for example, where men like Louis the Pious and Edward the Confessor had failed, and he soon wrote home that “Having disposed of the priests, rapid progress will be made and no further resistance will be encountered.” Rapid progress was made, such progress as is seldom seen in a Pacific archipelago. The people were lazy and producing just enough food to keep them alive. In his ukase of October 4 he commanded them to plant cereals and vegetables. He has required every adult native to contribute to the support of the government. He has compelled each one to maintain twelve hens and a sow. He has ordered them to bring tneir produce to the palace and sell it. In short, he has started them at the regular production of wealth out of which they are to discharge their debts and pay their taxes. In this there is a resemblance to the policy of Peter the Great, but Guam is more backward than the Russia of Peter’s time, and the reforms are more sweeping. He may be compared to the Hohenzollern who beat idlers over the head with his rattan and made the apple women knit at their stall. But behind Frederick William was an army of 70,000 men, the best drilled force in Europe, On the other hand, when the Navy Department asked the ruler of Guam if he wanted more troops he replied that the only thing Lc needed was an ice machine. Where other kings required standing armies he wanted only Ice water. That, as an American, he felt he must have.

COUNTESS DIVONNE.

And it is no mere matter of issuing decrees. These decrees are obeyed even when they run counter to the strongest popular traditions.' A light and transitory marriage tie, or no marriage tie at all, is one of these traditions. Yet when the decree went forth that people should marry, the entire adult population made a rush fojg licenses, and the officers had more than they could do to meet the demand. These are the rumors that come to us from Guam, and of no man is It easier to believe them than of the present ruler. It should encourage them who fear that we should ba unequal to off new duties. Even for a queer anachronistic job like this we can find our map, and he fits in a good deal better than the average porphyrogenitus.

Fishing is notoriously an uncertain calling. The motions of fish are past all understanding. One season they will visit every part of these, shores and those of Labrador in their countless shoals. The next season certain bays or even a whole shore will be almost deserted. The herring are especially fickle, and there are places that were once good herring grounds that have scarcely seen a herring for many years. All sorts of theories are advanced to account for this, some ot them ridiculous enough. But the facl remains, and when the fish fall t< turn up In numbers at the accustomec place destitution follows. From a verj early period the Government hai granted relief in su«h cases. It is fai easier to start doling out public fundi than to stop, and it has now becomi a regular affair. The effect of sucl doles may readily be imagined. Th baser look for them, ano the highei minded soon accept the philosophy that they have as much right to gt a share rs any one else.—New Yor Sun. ■ . . i

Many stories are told of JijflrKnW ger’s prowess as a young man. in I trekked over the Vaal when he wall about nine, and was fighting the nil tives a few years later. He was ■] field cornet at twenty, and rose to ill commandant general in tne Bofl forces. He became a member of tin executive in 1872, and has preiSt dent since 1882. M

Although adders are comparatlvelj rare in most parts of b are people, hardly past middle who remember when they were common on the south side of Claptp|| common, London, that it was negJH sary to put up a warning to chU(tfH

"KING" LEARY OF GUAM.

Ths Uncertainty of Fishing

Kruger's Youthful Prowess.

Adders in England.