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B i i Bl e g eSO ok D Ii i i 1), SCARLET . & Liiniin : L : BY A. CONAN DOYLE.PART 11. ’ : R -CHAPTER 1 —CONTINUED. . - Had the wanderer remained awake for another'half-hour a strange sight would have met his eyes. Far away on the extireme verge of the alkali plain there rose up a little spray of dust, very slight at first, and hardly to. be distinguished from the mists of the distance, but gradually growing higher and broader until it formed a golid, well-defined cloud. This cloud continued to increase in size until it became evident that it could, only be raised by a great multitude of moving creatures. In more fertile spots the observer would have come to the conclusion that one of those great herds of bisons which graze upon the prairie ‘land was approaching him. This was obviously impossible in these arid ‘wilds. As the whirl of dust drew nearer to the solitary bluff upon which the two castaways were reposing, the canvas-covered tilts of wagons and the figures of armed horsemen began to show up through the haze, and the apparition revealed itself as being a great caravan upon its journey for the west. But what acaravan! When the head of it had reached the base of the mountains, the rear was not yet visible on the horizon. Right' across the enormous plain stretched the straggling array, wagomns and darts, men on hprseback and men on foot. Innumerable women who staggered along under burdens, and chil.dren who toddled beside the wagons or peeped out fromi under the white coverings. This was evidently no. or%g’_iina.ry party of immigrants, but rather some nomad people-who had been compelled from stress.of circumstances to seek themselves a new country. There rose through the clear air a confused clattering and rumbling from this great mass of bumanity, with the creaking of wheels and the neighing horses. Loud as it was, it was not sufficient to rouse the two tired wayfarers above them.. » : : At the head of the column there rode a score or more of grave, iron-faced men, clad in somber, homespun garments and armed with rifles. On reachthe base of the bluff they halted and held a‘short council among themselves. “The wells are to the right, my brothers,” said a one, a hard-lipped, clean-shaven man with grizzly-hair. “To the right of the Sierra Blanco—so we'shall reach ‘the Rio Grande,” said another. ' “Fear not for water,” cried a third. “ITe whe could draw it from the rocks will not now abandon His own chosen people.” ' ‘ ““Amen! Amen!” responded the whole party. " They were about to resume their " journey when one of the youngest and keenest-eyed uttered an exclamation and pointed up at the rugged crag above them. From -its sumrit there fluttered a little wisp of pink, showing up hard and bright dgainst the gray rocks behind. At the sight there was a general reining up of horses and unslinging of guns, while fresh horsemen _came galloping up to reinforce the vanguard. The word “redskins” was on every lip. ) " “There can’t be any number of Injuns here,” said the elderly man who appeared to be in command. “We have passed the Pawnees, and there are no other tribes until we cross the great mountains.” _ ~ “Shall I go forward and see, Brother Stangerson?”’ asked one of the band. “And I,” ‘““And I,” cried a dozen " votces. ’ ‘““‘Leave your horses below and we will wait you here,” the elder answered. In a moment the young fellows had dismounted,.fastened their-horses, and were ascgnding the precipitous slope which led up to the object which had exeited their curiosity. Theyadvanced ~rapidly and noiselessly, with the confidence ahd dexterity of practised scouts. The watchers from the plain below could see them it from rock to

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H#E TURNED TC ITHE TWO CASTAWAYS. -rock wuntil their figures stood out against the sky-line. The young man who had first given the alarm was leading them. Suddenly his followers saw him throw up his hands, as§ though overcome with astonishment, and on joining him they were affected in the - same way by the sight which met their eyes. Lo & On the little plateau which crowned the barren hill there stood a ‘single giant bowlder,and against this bowlder there lay a tall man, long-bearded and. hard-featured, but of an excessive thinness. His ‘placid face and regular breathing showed. that he was fast asleep. Beside him lay a little child, with her round white arms encireling his brown, sinewy neck, and her golden-haired head resting upon the breast of his velveteen tunic. Her rosy lips were parted, showing the regular line of snow-white teeth within, anda playful smile played over her-infantile features. Her plump little, white _legs, terminating in white socks, and neat shoes with shining buckles, offered a strange contrast to the long, shriveled members of her companion. On the ledge of rock above this strange - couple there stood three solemn buz- . zards, who, at the sight of the newcomers, uttered raucous sereams of disappointment and flapped sullenly i NEEE A - 'The cries of the foul birds awoke the . two sleepers, who stared about them in bewilderment. The man staggered to his feet and looked down upon .the plain whick. had been so desolate when sleep had foveer:xn; him; ‘and which was now traversed' by this enormous. body of men and of beasts. His face . sssumed ap expression of incredulity

as he gazed, and he passed his bony hand over his eyes. “This is what they call delirium, I guess,” he muttered. The child stood beside him, holding on to the skirt of his coat, and said nothing, but looked all round her with the wondering, questioning gaze of childhood. : ; . The rescuing party were speedily able tc .convince the two castaways that their appearance was no delusion. One of them seized the little girl and hoisted her upon his shoulder, while two others supported her gaunt companion and, assisted him toward the wagons. ) ‘ “My name is John Ferrier,” the wanderer exclaimed; ‘““me and the little un are all that’sleft o’ fwenty-one people. The rest is all' dead o’ thirst and hunger away down in the south.” . ‘“ls she your child?” asked some one. . “I guess she is now,” the Bther cried, defiantly; ‘‘she’s mine ’cause I saved her. No one will take her away from me. She’s Lucy Ferrier from this day on. ‘Who are you, though?” he continued, glancing with curiosity at his stalwart, sunburned rescuers. ‘There seems to be a powerful lot of ye.”” . “Nigh upon ten thousand,” said one of the young men. “We are the persecuted children of God—the chosen of the angel Merona.” ! “I never heard tell on him,” said the wanderer. ‘‘He appears to have chosen a fair crowd of ye.” . Do not jest at that which is sacred,” said the other, sternly. ‘“We are of ‘those who believe in those sacred writings, drawn in Egyptian (letters on plates of beaten gold, which were handed unto the holy Joseph Smith at Palmyra. We havegcome from Nauvoo, in the state of Illinois, where we

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“You shall remain here,” he said. “In a few days you will have recovered from your fatigues. In the meantime, remember that now and forever youare of our religion. Brigham Young has said it, and he has spoken with the voice of Joseph Smith, which is' the voice of God.” :

CHAPTER II , THE FLOWER OF UTAH. 2 This is not the place to commemorate the trials and privations endured by the immigrant Mormons before they came to their final haven. From the shores of the Mississippi to the western slopes of the Rocky mountains they had struggled on with a constancy almost unparalleled in history. The savage man, and the savage beast, hunger, thirst, fatigue and disease—. every impediment svhich nature- could place in the way, had all been overcome with Anglo-SBaxon tenacity. Yet the long journey and the accumulated terrors had shaken the hearts of the stoutest among them. There wasmnot one who did not sink npon his knees in heartfélt prayer when they saw the broad valley of Utah bathed in the sunlight beneath them, and learned from' the lips of their leader that this was the promised land, and that these virgin acres were to be theirs forevermore.. . oo - Young speedily proved himself to be a ski{gul administrator as well as a resolute chief. Maps were drawn and charts prepared, in which the future

¢ity was sketched out. All around farms were apportioned and allotted in proportion to the standing of each individual. . The tradesman was put to his trade and the artisan to his calling. In the town streets and squares sprang up as if by magic. In the country there was draining and hedging, planting and clearing, until the next summer saw the whole country golden with the wheat crop. Everything prospered in the strange settlement. Above all, the great temple which they had erected in the center of the city grew ever taller and taller. From the first blush of dawn until the closing of the twilight, .the clatter of the hammer and the rasp of the saw were never absent from the monument which the immigrants erected to Him who had led them safe through many dangers. o The two castaways, John Ferrier and the little girl who had shared his fortines and had been adopted as his daughter, accompanied the. Mormons to the end of theirspilgrimage. Little Lucy Ferrier was borne along pleasantly enough in Elder Stangerson’s wagon, a retreat which she shared with the Mormon’s three wives and with his son, a headstrong, forward boy of twelve. Having rallied, with the elasticity of childhood, from the shock csused by her mother's death, she soon became a pet with the women, and reconniled herself to this new life in her moving canvas-covered home. In the meantime, Ferrier, having recovered from his privations, distinguished himself as a useful guide and an indefatigable hunter. So rapidly did he gain the esteem of his new companions that when they reached the end of their-wanderings it:was unanimously agreed that he should be provided with as large and as fertile a tract of land as any of the settlers, with the exception of Young himself, and of Stangerson, Kimball, Johnston and Drebber, who were the four principal elders. On the farm thus acquired Jchn Ferrier built himself a substantial log house, which received so many additions in succeeding years that it grew into a roomy villa. He was a man of a praetical turn of mind, keen in his dealings and skillful with his' hands:. His iron constitution enabled him to work morning and evening at improving and tilling his lands. Hence it came about that his farm and' all that belonged to him prospered exceedingly. In three years he was better off than his neighbors, in six he was wellto do, in nine he was rich, and in twelve there were not half adozen men in the whole of Salt Lake City who could compare with him. F¥From the great inland sea to the distant Wahsatch mountains there was no name better known than that of John Ferrier. There was one way, and only one, in which he offended the susceptibilities of his coreljgionists. No argument or persuasion could ever induce him to set up a female establishment after the manner of his companions. He never gave reasons for this persistent refusal, but contented himself by resolutely adhering to -his determination. There were some who accused him of lukewarmness 1n his adopted religion, and others who put it down to greed of wealth and reluctance to incur expense. Others, again, spoke of some early love affair, and of a fair-haired girl who had pined away on the shores of the Atlantic.- Whatever the reason, Ferrier remained strictly celibate. In .every other respect he conformed to the religion of the young settlement, and gained the name of being an orthodox and straight-walking man. Lucy Ferrier grew yp within the log house, and assisted her adopted father in all his undertakings. A The: keen air of the mountains and the balsamic odor of the pine trees took the place of nurse and mother to the young girl. As year succeeded to year she grew taller and stronger, her cheek more ruddy and her step more elastic. Many a wayfarer-upon the high-road which ran by Ferrier’s farm felt long-forgot-ten thoughts revive in his mind as he watched her lithe, girlish figure tripping through the wheat fields, or met her mounted upon her father’s mustang, and managing it with all the ease and grace of a true child of the west. So the bud blossomed into a flower, and the years which saw her father the richest of farmers left her as fair a specimen of American girlhood as could be found on the whole Pacific slope. . ; : - It was not the father, however, who first discovered that the child had developed into the woman. It seldom is in such cases. That mysterious change is too subtle and too gradual to be measured by dates. Least of all does the maiden herself know it until the tone of a voice or the touch of a hand sets her heart thrilling within her, and she learns, with a mixture of pride and of fear, that a new and larger nature has awakened within her. There are few who cannot recall that day and remember the one little incdident which heralded the dawn of a new life. In the case of Lucy Ferrier the occasion was serious enough in itself, apart from its future influence on her destiny and that of many besides. ! It was a warm June morning, and the Latterday Saints were as busy aa ‘the bees. whose hive they have chosen for their emblem. In the fields and in the streetsrose the same hum of huraan industry. Down the dusty highroads defiled long streams of heavily laden mules, all heading to the west, for the gold fever had broken out in California, and the overland route lay through. the city of the elect. There. too, were droves of sheep -and bullocks coming in from the outlying pasture lands, and trains of tired: immigrants, men and horses equally weary of their interminable journey. Through all this motley assemblage, threading her way with the skill of an accomplished ' rider, there galloped Lucy Ferrier, her fair face flushed with the exercise and her long chestnut hair floating out behind her. She had a commission from her father ju the city and was dashing in. as she had done many a time before, with all the fearlessness of youth, thinking only of her task and how it was to be performed. The travel-stained adventarers gazed after her in astonishment, and even the unémotional Indians, journeying in with their peitry, relaxed their accustomed stoicism as they marveled at the beauty of the pale-faced maiden. . - : [To BE CONTINUED.] : He'd Watched Stalks, Too. “He madce his fortune by watching stocks,” said Uncle Silas’ son-in-law, whowas showing him the notable men. ~ “Is'pose it kin be done that way,” commented the oid gentleman, “but § bet a cooky they warn’t coru stalks.”

MUCH ADO ABOUT NOTHING. Republican Exuberance Over the Rhode : Island Elec¢tion, : One of the encouraging signs for democracy is the eagerness with which the opposition seizes upon the slightest political event that can be tortwred into evidence of popularity regained with the people. The republican organs of high' and low degree are especially jubilant over the news from Rhede Island. -A clear view of the situation fails to justify their exuberance. The republicans were jin a minority at the previous state election in Rhode Island, but they were in power and simply asserted the right of i possession, despite the fact that they were outvoted by the democracy. The democrats of that state polled about the same vote that they digl a year ago, but six thousand new republicans put in an’ appearance ffom some unexplained quarter and scored a victory. If it could only be assured that this new vote was brought out by patriotism and not by cash the outlook for the republicans in Rhode Island would be more encouraging. They held the governmertt as against a superior number of democrats, and it is better for the -reputation of the state that they have a title which they can defend upon moral as well as legal grounds. But experience enables every reading man to understand the political reactions and to realize that they go to the feelings rather than the convictions of the people. ~Time and again the voice of the electorate has made itself heard with results such as those recorded in the recent elections. There is little in the election of a constable, an(assessor or even a mayor to indicate a change of belief as to the merits of the tariff question or a sound financial system. : It would be idle to say that there is not unrest and disssatisfaction resulting from causes which voters are not analyzing with the same care which they will exercise when. their votes upon the national issues are to be cast. By many the ills that exist are hastily charged to the administration, though they had their origin in a system which

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at the last national election the people of the country denounced with a nearer approach to whanimity than any party bas attained in years. There is dissatisfaction because some of the servants of the people at Washington are not complying with the orders they have received from those who are the real rulers of the country, and there has been an expression of résentment. But all this dogs not go to the root of the matter. Me% do not abandon a creed because some of those professing it prove unworthy, nor do they surrender political convictions becauge some of those whom they have trusted prove recreant. The evils of a protective tariff are as great as they ever were, and at no previous time have their disastrous effects been so apparent. The menace to a sound and honest financial system was never more aggressive than it now is. The wrath of the people will be visited upon those who have betrayed them, not upon the principles which they indorse or the party which is committed to the support of such principles. Republicans are united by the cohesive power of plunder and have no higher purpose than to be in power. Democracy is the party of independent thought, and when it expresses indignation at men or methods it has no thought of abandoning the great work of reform on which the safety of the government depends. — Detroit Free Press. ) i ) . ~ Republican Lies. " Every intelligent person knows that foy the past two years the republican newspapers of the country, almost without exception, have been asserting that the public debt was decreased under Harrison by a much® larger smount than under Cleveland: The amount usually given is $75,000,000. 1f any correspondent questions and asks for the figures he is given those of a bonded debt, the republican’ editor paying no attention to the increase in the unbonded debt. This erroneous statement has been reiterated so often that there is no republican, and hardly @ democrat, who has not accepted it as true, It is useless to show a republican that he has been lied to. Lies are his daily food. But there is no reason at she present time, when he is not excited over political matters, why he should not have a little trath thrown st him, and the proof that the public debt was decreased under Cleveland $62,000,000 more than under Harrison ‘made so plain Ahat the next time he asserts -the contrary it will give hima pain in the neck.—N. Y. World

A BREEDER OF RIOTS. American Taborers Damaged by the ProJ tection Policy. Perhaps there is no more serious men‘ace to American institutions than is to be found in the conditions prevailing in the mining district of Pennsylvania, where the late riots have thrown an extensive community into a ' state of terror and almost of anarchy. The latest phase of the strike is that the Huns and Slavs accuse the Irish and Germans of having worked up the riots in order to create prejudice against the former, and thus secure their expulsion from the region. Thus the conflict is seen to be one in which foreign populations fight out their national differences. . _ Under our high protective system we have carefully excluded the product of the ‘‘pauper’” labor of Europe, but we have -thrown wide our gates to the paupers themselves, and the American laborer has no protection against the competition of a class of men whose antecedents and native surroundings render them dangerous .to free institutions, as well as incapable 6T properly assuming the responsibilities of American citizenship. The Poles, the Huns, the Italians, the Russian Jews ¢ome among us at'd establish their own communities. They drive out the American laborer, because they are accustomed to live more meanly than he, and will work for less wages than he. The protectionists who hire them pretend that their object in asking protection is chiefly to mdke wages higher, and Tom Reed, of Maine, who 'is the spokesman of this party, announces a new school of political economy which makes wages the measure of a country’s prosperity; because, he says, unless wages are high, wage-earners will not spend much. money. That is the whole argument offered by him. .Yet in the most highly protected region of the United States labor riots are of more frequent occurrence than anywhere else in the land, and these riots are invariably the work of pauper Europeans, who have come here to be employed by the men whose solicitude for the wages of labor does not prevent

their employing this troublesome and irresponsible class, because this class works for less wages than our own people will work for. : It is a serious question—this grafting onto the Anglo-Saxon stock of! the inferior and deteriorated races of Kurope. The men and women who made America great were not bred from that class of Europeans who supply the rioters and the anarchists of the world. The infusion of such blood can only do harm, as harm it has already done. This country welcomes honest men, men capable of comprehending what it means to be a member of a commonwealth that guarantees individual liberty to every member; but it has no place for the ignorant hordgs whose instincts rise little higher than those of hungry wolves.—Louisville CourierJournal. ’ ;

. —“lf the reward of labor had ever been increased as an incident or consequence of increased tariff duties on foreign imports, nothing would be easier or more gracious to the advocates and beneficiaries of protection than to show that fact. The very reverse, however, is true. 1t can never be forgotten that the enactient of the McKinley law in October, 1890, was followed almost immediately by a re‘duction of the wages of all workers. in iron and steel, beginning at Homestead, in Pennsylvania, under Carnegie, resulting in bloodshed and wholesale murder, and extending to all parts of the country and to almost every branch of manufacturing industry.” — Voorhees’ Speech. ? .

——Gov. McKinley is not campaigning. Most'certainly not. He has a contract to carry out with the state of Ohio before he can give his time and attention to meeting a call of the dear people which he bas so distinctly heard. It is out of pure goodness of heart that he appears at all the big republican rallies, puts up at the best hotels and condescends to talk with all the newspaper men who call. Yet the major is not campaigning. He is performing the onerous duties incident to his high position of trust.—Detroit Free Press.

——As the date of the Pennsylvania: republican state convention approaches, the indications that Senator Quay is going to make anether effort to ‘‘own a° governor” multiply. The senator probably thinks that he will have better luck with his enterprise this year than he had when Delemater was his candidate.. -Kansas City Times.

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[lt is said that the robin redbreast never sings while he is spanding the winter in the south.] ° % Robin in the apple tree, . ° Prithee sing thy song to me; Vs Tell me, Robin, teil me true, : To what pleasant land you flew,’ : When the autumn passed away, 3 . And gavo place to winter day? e - We have missed you now so long— L Missed the music of your song; SR Lookedaround for you in vain, : Through the sparkling, frosted pane, : And wondercd where you had your ness, - Robin with the gay red breast! Did the sunshine smile on you, S In that land to which you flew? i Were there roses, blooming fair, S : Scattering fragrance through the air; Blossoms on the orange tree, i Beauty on the silver sea— e - ' Where the pulses throbbed and stirred With the song of mocking bird? - Did you tune your little throat, And send forth a merry note, Just as-when you sang to me, - - 4 ; Last summer from the avple tree?®

¢ To a beauteous land Istrayed, I will tell you, little maid; : All things there were fair and bright, Life itself a rich delight! R Softly blew the balmy breeze, R Mingled with the hum of bees:” . ... - Deeply lustrous were the skies, . ) Vocal with sweet melodies, . G And the streamlets laughed with glee,’ As they ran to join the sea! Sk Butmy song I could notsing— == I was yearning for the spring; Dreaming of past happy hours, G 'Mid the northern trees and flowers; . Longing for the promised day, ; - I could rise and flee away! v Now ['ll sing my song to thes, W From this dear old apple tree!’” - s —John V. @Hood. in Golden Days

. BATTLE WITH WOLVES. Exciting Adventure of a Timbef Hunter in British Columbia. - Of the very few instances of the gray wolf attacking. man, one.is related by John Fannin in Forest and Stream of a Mr. King, who was a timber hunter in British Columbia. ' Once, wheu traveling quite alone through an immense forest, searching for the best timber, and camping wherever night overtool him, Mr. King suddenly found himself surrounded by a pack of between forty and fifty gray wolves. They thought they ‘had him foul® and would lunch at his expense; but they made one slight mistake: Instead of being armed only with an ax, as they supposed, he had a good repeating rifle and plenty of cartridges. “Well,” said Mr. King, “‘the fight, if it could be :called one, lasted about half an hour. Then a few of them broke away into. ‘the timber and commenced howling, which had the effect

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Snake Defeated by a Frog. i A North Carolina farmer witnessed a curious encounter between a‘black snake and a huge bullfrog. The snake, looking for his dinner, had seized -the frog by the hind legs and attempted to swallow it, but the frog was not inclined to consent. Seizing hold of . a bamboo brier with its mouth, it held on like grim death, while the snake, wrapping its tail around a convenient shtub, pulled back with a will; but it was no go. The frog held on firmly, and, as the snake could not. pull him loose, it finally released its hold and retired in search of something better. i A Hopeful Sign. - Senior Partner—l think that new traveling man of ours will make a great success. o Junior Partner—How so? - ¢ Senior Partner—He was in the office with his wife this morning, and. she didn’t get a chance to speak for ten minutes --Detroit. Free Press. = = | Done to Death. = : - Amateur Piano Player—What" is your opinion of that piece I just executed? Bl - . Musical Critic—l think it was executed.—N. Y. Journal. - s ’ Sweet Converse. = Madge—l'd just hate to be in your shoes. - s o Mame—Yes. If there’s anything more destructive “of happiness than dnother it is pinched feet.—Truth. o Burped Her. = ‘“That was real rude of Chumpleigh. He dropped a lump of ‘ice down that Boston girl's back.? ' - 2o b “What.did shedo?’ - .. = = = “She screamed ‘firel’ "—Puck,.

MR e S R ety A e e el oo AT SRS Lo A FISH THAT FISHES. The Ugly Lophius and Tlow It Sec-res Ita s >_ : Dallj' TFood. ! “Would you think, Tommy. that a fish would be cruel enough to fish for other fishes?” . “Why not, mother, he has got wo make a living?” ' : - “But. why does he not catch worms and bugs and snails and live on seaweeds, instead of ecatehing little fishes?” . : i “How does he catch them, mother, and what is his name? I never heard of such a fish.” ; .~ “One ‘thing at a time. There are many things, Tommy, that you know now, that .you did not know a year ago. Itisa very silly thing to say, as many girls and boys do, when told anything. ‘I never heard of that be-_ fore!”” Why should they have heard of it? If they don’t inquire and read,. and ‘use their eyes, how are they to learn anything they did not learn be- . 'fore?" 5 ; .1 { ¢ " *Yes,r mother, but do not many fish catch and devour other fish?” * “Yes, Tommy, but this fish that I was about to tell you of is a fisherman and does not chase fishes, but catches - them as you do.”’ . ; **What, does -he go out with a fishpole and an angleworm to fish?” . - “Pretty mnearly! He is called the ‘Lophius or fishing frog, or by some the frog fish. It is-a sea-fish, which is shaped like a bull head or catfish, and sometimes grows to the length of twe feet; but its head is more than half the length of the fish. ' Its broad mouth is armed with sharp, curved teeth, and it ‘catches its . food in a very curious way. It will settle down at the bottom of the sea, where the water is shallow, and lie in wait with its mouth wide open. On the front of its head are antenn®, or ‘horns, I suppose' you would call them, being long flexible spiles, shaped like a whip, which -end. in' a. silvery ornament like the cracker on the whip. Then, as he lics there, almost invisible in the mud, he sees.with his half-shut eyes,}a small fish come playing along, like ajboy going to sehool and looking in tiveq windows to find goodies.” : ] “Mamma, does he go to a school of fishes?” : . ‘“Tommy, you must listen; when the. little fish sees tbissilvery bait dangling . in the water, he thinks it must be something good- to eat, ard says to himself: ‘O, here is a chance to get my dinner cheaply.” So he plays about it ‘awhile, as the Lophius or ‘loafery as we had bettet call him, waches th?\!-iflle fellow through half-shut eyes. Then .the little fish rushes at the bait, and tries to swallow it, when frog fish jumps forward and catches the little fish in his big mou th, and devours him, while the mud stirred up at the hot« tom spreads in a yellow cloud through the wgfter and hides the murder.”—N, ‘Y. Advertiser. _ : : " THE OBEDIENT EGG. ‘How to Make It'a Source ot Veritabi» Mys. ° . tery to Your Friends. '~ Some curious tricks can be performed with eggs prepared in the following way: Pierce an egg with a pin, and empty the contents of the shell. When the interior is quite dry, pour into it some fine sand until a fourth of the shell is filled. Then seal the hole with a drop of white wax. You can then place the egg on the edge of a knife or the margin of the decanter, and it will stay where you put it. Take care to shake the egg well before placing it in any of these positions, and thus bring the center of gravity to the place

:&= - : N . \ : : e W‘“ o= (o THE OBEDIENT EGG. where you desire it to be. To make a disobedient egg ' introduce into an empty egg shell “some grains of shot and sealing wax. Close the hole, and hold the shell over a flame until the wax inside has melted. The shot and wax will then adhere to the bottom of the egg. When cool place the egg on the table, and it will stand upright, like the one shown in our illustration. The cgg will be a source of mystery to your friends, as it will refuse to assume any other position. . A Camp Prayer Meeoting. ‘During the war with England in 1812, Gen. Jackson, commanding the American army at New Orleans, issued an order that work of every descrip- - tion should be suspended on the Sabbath, and that all uncommon noise in the camp was strictly prohibited on that day of the week. The following Sunday onec of the officers of the gen‘eral’s staff reported to him that a number of soldiers had assembled, and in violation of his orders had opened a prayer meeting, and were singing and exhorting. : : o . “Go and join them,” replied the gallant old soldier; ‘‘and request that they will not forget me in their prayers. God forbid that praying should be an uncommon noise in my camp.”—Harper's Young People. ; e Crualty'to Animals. Two little girls, whose father was an earnest membér of the Society for the Prevention of ‘Gruelty to Animals, were taken to a menagerie by a visit- - ing aunt. When they returned their father said: L : ' - %I hope you didn’t see any cruelty to the poor beasts.” L ) ;“bh ‘yes, papa,” said the older girl, ‘‘there was one case of it.” i “What was it?” : s : “WHhy, the lion-tamer put his head right in the lion's mouth—" ity “Well, what was cruel about that?” “Why, you could see, just as plain as could He, that the horrid man had hair oil on his head!” _ jEa e e : : Not What He Wanted. : - Gus de Smith—How are you and Miss Bondclipper coming on? Are you engaged? - i e e - Kosciuscko Jones—No, I asked her father for her hand and he gave me his foot.—Alex Sweet, in Texas Siftmgse o o i : . S . Hard Luck, "‘ 1 ~ Gayleigh—Cheer up, old man. Don’t ‘be down-hearted; remember ‘“‘everything goes"” in this world. ~ Badleigh—That's just the trouble, everything goes and nothing comes