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T WAS a bare, desolate . . room in a tenement house \y/ in a southern city. " On. a 14 rickety table .in one corner stood a broken vase, which still showed remnants of its pristine beauty as the light of a stray sunbeam shone through its ruby depths. A longstemumed, withered rose which it held was doubtless a reminder of - some happier hour. The occupants of the room were a mother and her three children. a. puny babe, a little girl, perhaps three years of age, and a boy abouf.seven years her senior. There was nothing about the room to suggest that the family had ever Leen comfortably placed as regards this world’s goods, save the broken Venetian vase, but the -face of the mother as she bent over her wailing babe, trying to soothe and still its cries, bore the traces of what had once been the most refined type of beauty. o o

Only a short year ago. Mary Derwent and her little family had been

suddenly her husband lost his position as head clerk in a large establishment, which, owing to the pres-

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Hugh had been out - since early morning hunting for work. and his wife was grd\\jing momentarily more anxious about his prolonged absence. What could keep him? It began to grow dark. Pressing her pale face against the panes, she peered out into the street. !

“Mamma, I'm so hungry.” pleaded a weak little voice from the bed. “Can’t I have something?” ' *Oh, Harry, what shall we do?- Sis{er wants something to eat?” cried Mrs. Derwent, putting her arms around her little boy's neck. “Mamma, don't cry. I'll go out again; perhaps ll'll get semething this time, and pr'aps I'll meet papa. I won’'t come back without something this time,” eried Harry. “Now, see, mamma, if I do. Please don't crylt : . “Oh, where will you go. my poor little darling, where will you go? Your clothes are too thin to go out in this wind. Lcunn‘m,‘ cannfot let sou got” , = - But Harry was off; he had no time te lose. He had no time to lose, indeed, if he meant to reach the great publishing house in Broad street. It was fully five o'clock, and: he must be there before six, and it was such a ll)x\g. weary walk for a little fellow.

Poor child. he was old for his yeaps. The trouble he had seen about him for the past vear had taken all the childishness out of him, and now he had but one thought, and that was how he should help along in their great trouble. . Little Mary must have bread, and so must mamma and poor papa, who had been out all day. As for himself. so excited was he in the new resolve that had taken possession of him, that he forgot how faint and—'hungr'\' he was. On and on the little fellow trudged;

the crowds were surging past him. for it was the holiday time. but he heeded them not. He couldn’t help taking a little look in passing the windows of the shops, which were now all aglow with electri¢ lights, and '‘gay with the colors of their tempting wares. . He was an earnest little lad; so he scarcely heeded the temptation to linger ~which would have been so strong for most: little

boys. On and onh he sped toward the great building in which was centered his hope for relief for poor mamipa. Yes, he felt sure he should take back more than bread to little Mary and mamma. He wondered whether papa was home, and whether he nad found any work, and so on and on through the crowded streets he proceeded, little minding ¢old or fatigue so long as he was nearing his destination in time. ke :

Meanwhile Hugh Derwent had dragged his weary way homeward, He had met the usual rebuffs, some rudely u.tered, some gently worded, for there were men who were touched by his pallid face and the hqpeless “expression of his countenance. Mary listened for his footsteps, for it was now toe dark to see the -passers-by on the street, caught a faiflt, uncertain sound as of some-

cne tottering on the stairs. Opening the door she discerned the figure of her husband eoming wearily up, step by step, but oh, so slowly. Soon she had him clasped in her arms. No peed for him to repeat the sad story of failure again; she kuew it when

he touched her cheek with his colo, lips.

~“Where is Harry?’ were the first words he spoke after regaining his breath, for he was quite exhausted | by the exertion of [mounting ‘thet steep staircase - - I

“He's gone out, dearest; I couldn’t stop him. Mary cried for something ' to eat, and the little fellow rushed juut, determined to do something. Don't be frightened, Hugh, God will 1. take care of him, and of us, too. We Imust not hide our trouble from your [aunt tany lenger; it isn’t justice to | our children.” : | —_— ; Where. meantime, was little Harry, laml what was his object in visiting ithe great publishing house of IF'ord & j(,'nmpuny? Looking at the huge, | seven-story building, with all its win!(lnws ablaze with light, you would E wonder what purpose the child had in ;min(l. iy o | Nearly a year before; Mary Der- { went, when the beginning of their i’trmlhle-s had come, had mailed a story to the Manhattan Magazine, en-

tering the competition for a prize of £5OO. which had been offered. Mary Derwent, in her happier days, had written verse which had been aecepted and published. The prospect of coming trouble had stimulated her, as it has many another, to literary effort, in the hope of giving her family the helping Lkand. Poverty had

knit this little family into a closer and more intimate union than ordinarily exists in families, and . they had talked things over together, but long since Mary had ceased to wonder about her story, giving it up for lost. : The thought of it came as an inspiration to small Harry, and he meant to beg money for the story; that was his errand. “Surely,” thought the child, “the good editor will buy it if he knows how hungry weall are.” - Harry's tired little feet at last reached the large building where the Manliattan Magazine was published, and through his earnest solicitation he¢ was admitted ~to the editorial rooms, where he told his errand;

i‘\fter some questioning, he was iniformed that MarysDerwent's story i,hlI(I won the first prize, and as she bad sent no address except “City,” illn‘y had forwarded the check to the i general delivery office. I It was so far to the post office. but ; that letter swould buy bread, so Harry { trudged bravely on. At last he was | there. There were two letters, one | for his father. He clutched them !lig‘l)ll_\' in his thin. small hand and I,sm-l'rvtl_fnrv_hnme. How far it was! |l4 he could just ‘hold out to get there! A pain came in his head and everythifi,gr turned dark around him, despite the electric lights, - There was an elegant gentleman ' sauntering ‘leisurely * along; looking almost bored by the mere fact of existence. Harry stopped a moment, passing his hand over his eyes as if |ln clear- away the mist, before atrempting the muddy crossing. | What made everything turn around so? Suddenly there Svas an-outcry as a little form went down in the mud and slush, right in front of a carriage dashing’ .furin"xsly onward. A moment more and the cruel hoofs lnf the madly driven horses will trample the brave little life out. But . no, a strong arm clutches them, and with almost superhuman strength forces them back on: their { haunches as the little child struggles ta his feet: It was the listless gentleman, a Mr. Mayo. : “Oh, thank you, sir,”” gasped Harry. - 23 h. don't mention it. sonny; let me help you across,” and he grasped the muddy. ragged sleeve in his daintily gloved hand, and nearly lift- { ing the slight form, swung him over. "I he child reeled and would have fallen, but he caught and held him, - "] can’t go on, and they are so hungry at home. Please take this letter 16 mother-—l—l eanlt see.'

The gentleman signaled a hack and lifted Harry in, taking a seat beside him. z

“Now. where do you live?” he in quired. . '

Harry roused sufficiently to give directions. but immediately sank back

almost fainting. ' i Mr. Mayo suddenly exclaimed. as if a thought had struek him which was very surprising:

iy ./ G—Q\ . o ¥ Ly i 1 B ‘] §'¢ L .;’l“[‘ ; f / A A l ‘ I '\‘y ) ) 7/ ¢ W N | ¥ A : p by VN ‘ el i Q 4 - B : 2 : e L ‘f-.n' U.—/ /EEEY LETTE Al | em—- : \:;‘ S L (S S el ’! “ y I !t;: . s bl R S b | gl i ) 1"- o E L % { i e L : . ‘WO ,'l e 1 i s - eow = - e g % ‘& :/"V _.-"—' = There Were Two Letters, One for His Father. “I believe the boy is starving,” and e stopped the hacx in front of a restaurant and ordered a glass of millk, a glass of sherry and some brandy and water, the only things us could think of just then. . The hackman said, dryly: “That ain’t no fitten stuff fur folks whut's starvin'! The milk’ll do, but bread and meat’s whut he needs.” “Well, bring them,” and a generous supply was brought forth. , A slow smile dawned on the face of the gentleman as the child ate. *Ah, what a remarkable appetite! I feel surfeited myself just watching you.” Harry's appetite appeased, they proceeced. - Mr. Mayo scanned the addresses on the letters which he had taken. “Mary Derwent—sounds familiar, somehow.” ‘ They arrived at the mean {enement,

and Harry asked Mr. Maye upstairs, “For mother will want t> thank you,” he said. ;

“] don't care for -thanks, but 1 would like to see the owner of that name—must be someone 1 have known.”. :

They crossed the upper hall, which was dimly lighted by a poor lamp, and Harry opened the door to the darkened, cheerless room. By the faint light from the lamp they could distinguish the two drooped figures by the empty stove. - “Mother!” called lsarry, = “oh, mother, I bring good news. Here's money: your story won first prize, and here's a kind gentieman who saved me {rom being run.over. Now Mary and all can have something to eat.! ! Mr. and Mrs. Derwent could not realize the sudden transition - from despair to hope. They sat as if dazed. Mr. Derwent came forward at last, and in a broken voice tried to speak his thanks. “Why,- haven't you a lght?" in. quired Mr. Mavo. !

*Oh. sir.” said Harry, who had revived wonderfully since eating, “we had no money to buy anything.” Mr. Mavo stared. He had neverp

come in contact with poverty before. “Herve, take my purse and get light and, ah-—something 1o eat.” / Mr.”Derwent was again thanking him, while Mrs. Derwent was weep-

tears of joyv and thankfulness

| “God sent you to save my children | from starvation. This evening I | begged for bread, begged it, and the | taker refused me: But what ]w}m!(ln't a woman do for her chil- { aren?” i .

Harry soon came back with a light and a basket of food and handed the purse back to Mr. Mavo.

1 only took enough for to-night, for mother 'has money, now."”

Mr. Mayo emptied the purse on the bed. where Mrs. Derwent was already feeding little Mary, who ate ravenously. : :

The mother had less to eat than any, but, mother-like, thought of self last.

Mr. Mayo bowed himself out. promsing to call’on” the morrow, silently vondering that he, of all others, should be the one to play Providence ¢ a poor family. |

| The second letter which Harry E brought proved to be an urgent invi- | tation” from Mr. Derwent's aunt in | the country for him and his family |lo spend New Year's with. her, the is«‘vo}nd day from this. How gladly | they left the close, comfortless room [ Yor the spacious old farmhouse ! among the hills! - ‘ . i_ The day was glorious, the air { balmy as if Indian summer had come Inguin. The mother watched ' with | shining eves the hills and fields by iwhi(-h the train sped, imagining she | could see some slight improvement i in her loved ones at each mile they | spanned. They were stronger, for { nourishing food works wonders., : -~ When they reached the home stai tion and crowded into the large fam--1 ily carriage, she threw wide the win- | dows to let in the golden sunlight and health-giving breeze from the . pine lands. -

Was ever a day more royal than this?

Mr. Mayo. having called to see the Derwents the day previous, Mrs. Derwent took the liberty, in her

great happiness, to invite him out. too, presented himself, to his own and her astonishment, as ‘they were going out to dinner in the large, handsome old dining-room. There was just enough frost in the air to make the wood fire acceptable, yet the musk roses looked saucily in at the wide windows and nodded a

welcome, while large vases full of flowers breathed out their hearts in fragrance. o The crowning ‘event of the day came when Mr. Derwent was giving a second helping to turkey. The deay old aunt announced that, as he would be her heir. it was his duty to remain there and keep up his property; she was tired of living without children in the house:. **And what is more, I'm not going to any longer,” she declared with emphasis. o -*Ah, Mrs. Derwent,” said Mr. Mavo,

after dinner, as he swung lazily in a Lammock under a large oak tree. “I found out why your name sounded so —ah, familiar; there was a little mistake. My cousin wrote a story for that competition, and took a fancy to sign "her name ‘Mary Derwent,’ having heard it somewhere, perhaps. She told me about #t and—" “Then it was her story instead of mine which won the prize?” e “Her story was called ‘Evelyn,’ 1 think.” : “That ac¢counts for it; the letter that contained the check said ‘Evelyn, by Mary Derwent.” Mine was ‘Evangeline,' but I thought they had made a mistake.” : : :

*“Ah, quite a coincidence,” said Mr Mayvo, “but you .shan’t lose by it."”

“I can’t losegnow. Had Harry not gone to the post office, he would not Lave met you, and had you not succored. us at that critical time wae would have died, and but for the cheek we could not have come ou’ here.!”

“So you stole your New Year's, Mary,” said her aunt. as she shook her fat sides in laughter, “but the heir to ‘Pinelands,” your farmer hus, vand (as he is to be), can easily res place it.” Would you believe that that gay voung Tellow driving the cows from the pasture with Harry, helping little Mary make mud pies, swinging the baby in the hammock peeling potatoes with a checked apron on, was the dandy who stood at the street crossing with his cane in his mouth, almost refuting the statement that “God made man in His own image?” Well, he is the identieal young <well, who has been out at Pinelands several weeks, and says he intends staying there several more. “In fact, Mr. Derwent,” he said, “I am in love with Pinelunds, and I intend you shall adopt me as a brother, Let me put my money in improvements on the plantation, and instead ot making ‘ducks and drakes’ of.my capital, I'll buy ducks and drakés and quit making a goose of myszlf.” Soon he gave the world “assuranca of a man.”-Ladies’ World. New York,

FANCIES OF FASHION. Millinery of the Moment Distinguished by Rare Beauty. Teagosyns, Jackets and Coffee Coats Are in Unusual Demand Just Now—Black Fabrics in High Favor. [Spectal Chicago Letter.} TOB- ARE just now in the very midst as it were of winter fashBB ions and each week brings sometaing pretty and desirable in the way of new models. After a careful survey I am convinced that fashions grow more and more beautiful with each passing season. More beautiful, more elaborate, and alas, more costly. Millinery, for instunce, has never been prettier or more expensive than at the present moment. Many women, notwithstanding, experience the greatest difficulty in getting headgear that is pretty and becoming, partly owing to-the fact that they are unwilling to pay a fair price for their hats. As I have said, the models 6f the moment are lovely in the extreme, but none are cheap in any sense of the word, for every item that goes into their exquisite makeup is of the finest quality. Look at the beautiful panne hats now all the rage, and also observe the size and -quality of the feather used to adorn them. Even the uninitiated should be able to- recognize their worth. After all, the woman who is wise in her day and generation considers that one thick, glossy ostrich plume is much to be preferred to a collection of trashy little ones that get out of curl on the slightest provocation. The new small turban toque is considered quite the smartest thing brought out thus far, while the flat French sailor hat—also known as the muftin hat—in white silk beaver is the shape most sought after by chic, up-to-date young matrons, Some of the new walking skirts are indeed very charming. They are fash-

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It seems to me at this season of the year one sees the best fashions in the way of lounging robes and teagowns, and one marvels at the {vonderful creations in smart-looking teajackets and dainty little coffee coats constantly putting in an appearance,. Perhaps it is because the cozy warmth of these most delightful of garments appeals to the majority of womankind more at this particular time of the year that the fashion makers are led to put forth their best efforts in this direction during the winter months. In the new comfortable looking lounging robes one sees much compensation for the ills of life, always provided one is not too ill to take note of such things. In the interesting matter of material of which these garments are fashioned there is abso-

No Neceasaity. “But, don’t you see,” persisted ghe disputatious person, “you are merely begging the question when you—" “I never beg anything, sir,”” haughtily interrupted Mr. Gaswell. *“I am able to pay for everything I want.”— Chicago Tribune. There Are Some. He-—~Why, I thought she ran things to please herself! : She-—So did 1. He-—Well, maybé ghe’s so hard to please that she can's please herself.— Puclk. . |

lutely no limit to them. The prettiest, howeveg, according to my notion, are made of silk and wool delain, with a most luxurious lining of wadded silk. All are made with loose flowing sleeves. Some are prettily trimmed with silk cord and fancy buttons, while not a few others are given a decidedly dressy appearance by means of a full jabot which is allowed to fall from the throat to the hem of the skirt. : - When one wanders into the realm of the teagown the temptation to spend money is almost irresistable. Of course, the material par excellence for this ideally lovely garment is crepe de chine, although during the week I have seen some charming models made of soft silk, also of allwool cashmere, The prettiest are made in the *“empire” or the somewhat newer princess shape. This lat-

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ter style requires yards and yards of lace and ribbon for its ornamentation, or else it will err on the side of too much plainness, which would prove a fatal error-in the teagown of the hour. There are so many details which make

or- mar the becomingness of a teagown that only the expert is able to bring about the best results. The draping of the back’/with lace _]ubt above the waist line takes off what would otherwise be a too:severe appearance, and the pretty swathing of the fropt adds most graceful lines, and yetif altempted by one not possessing the réquisite skill the whole good result would be utterly lost.

The only difference I have been able to distinguish -between the modish teajacket and the coffee coat is that one is given the pretty finish of a high collar of lace, while the other is fashioned to be worn open at the throat. 1 saw a lovely teajacket yesterday made of silk in a soft shade of pink and cozily lined throughout. with nun’s veiling. Groups of tiny tucks and a jabot of lace ornamented the front, while the sleeves were prettily tucked and finished with falling frills of silk and soft lace.; :

Some of the swellest-looking coffee coats yet seen were made of the rather old rashioned surah silk, with medallion applique designs and insertions of fine cream-tinted lace. Others were fashioned entirely of lace, with a pretty colored silken lining showing beneath. These little coats are dainty in the extreme, and quite the thing to buy, if one has the price. :

The wise woman will at omca carefully consider the merits of the all black gown if she desires to be reck-

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THE SUNDAY SCHOOL.

Lesson: In the International Seriesa for January 4, 1903—Paul and Silas at Philippi.

THE LESSON TEXT. (Acts 16:22-34.)

22, And the multitude rose up together against them: and the magistrates rent off their clothes, and commanded to beat them, = :

23. An@ when they had lain many stripes upon them, they cast them into prison, charging the jailor to keep them safely: 24. Who, having received such a charge, thrust tkem into the inner prison, and made their feet fast in the stocks.

26. And at micénight Pauland Silas prayed, and sang praises unto God; and the prisoners heard them. i 25. Ana suddenly there was a great earthquafie, <0 that the foundations of the prison were shaken: and immediately all the doors were opened, and everyone's bands were loosed.

27. An@ the keeper of the prison awaking out of his sleep, and seeing the prison doors open, he drew out his sword, and would have Kkilled himself, supposing that the prisoners had been fled. '

28. But Paul cried with a loud volce, saying, Do thyself no harm: for we are all here,

29. Then he called for a light, and sprang in, and came trembling, and fell down before Paul and Silas,

30. .And brought them out, and said, Sirs, what must ] do to be saved? 21. And they 'sald, Believe on the Lord Jesus Ckrist, and thou shalt be saved, and thy house,

32. And they spake unto him the word of the lLord and to all that were in his house.. 33. And he took them the same hLour of the nigh’t. and washed their stripes; and was _baptized, he and all hls, straightway. 34. And when he had brought them into hiz house, he set meat before them, and rejoiced, beiieving in God with all his house, o GOLDEN TEXT.—Believe on the Lord Jesus Christ, and thon shait be saved.—Acts 16:31. ;i ANALYSIS OF SCRIPTURE SECTION. Healing an unfortunate....... Acts 16:%&:13. Cast into pri50n................Acts 16:1%24, Speaking the w0rch.............Acts 16:25%2¢, Released from prison ..........Acts 15:35-40. TlME.—Winter of 32 A. D. PLACE.—Philippi. . * NOTES AND COMMENTS. Paul at Philippi.—When we left our study of the beginning of. the Christian church and of missions to turn back to the Old Lestament, Paul had made one missionary journey and was in the midst of a second, He and Silas, with two younger workers, Timothy and Luke, had just crossed to Europe and begun work at Philippi, and here we find them at the opening of to-day's lesson.

Remember that the missionaries, now. in the midst of Paul's second journey, found almost no Jews in Philipppi, and no synagogue, but

only a very simple “place of prayer.,” down by the river, which may not have been a building at all. There was a poor deranged slave girl in Philippi, who, because of her strange, wild utterances, had gained a great reputation as a fortune-teller and oracle. They .said she had a “Pythonspirit,”” referring to’ the mythical Python or dragon that was supposed to inspire the Delphic oracle. “Most High God” and “salvation™ were both ommon pagan expressions. In some way_ her poor, darkened mind was mpressed by the earnestness of the mi,:zsiunuries, and she followkd them abdut constantly, uttering the cry spoken of in 16:17. When Paul, annoyved «?! her calling, and pitying the girl, ordered the spirit to leave her, she lost her power completely, and her owners lost their fees.

Paul and Silas, as the most prominent of the missionaries, were arrested and taken before the magistrates by these men, «imply because they wanted to *get even.” The charge made had nothing to do with their grievance, but appealed (1) to prejudice against Jews:; (2) to the desire for law and order; (3) to loy-

alty to the'-Roman government. “Rent their garments o' them:” Stripped them for the beating. “The inner prison:” A small c¢ell with only one opening, and that into the outer prison. “Praying and singing hymns:"” The missionaries never allowed the sufferings and sorrows of the moment to make them forget their joy in thie service of Christ, which was infinitely greater than

their sorrow. *“The prisoners were listening:"” Picture the whole scene to yourself--the loathscine prison, the midnight darkness, the perfect stillness, except for the far-away sound of singing in the inner prisen, and then the strange rumbling in the earth, the earthquake, -the partial wrecking of the prison, the panic of the prisoners and the rushing up to the assistance of the jailer of men with lights. :

“What must I'do to be saved:” Such experiences turn one's thoughts to serious things. “Believe:” This meant, in Paul's usage, to take Christ as what He claimed to be, and to act accordingly. that is, to trust and follow. and love Him always. “And thy house:™ Paul does not mean that for the jailer's belief the houscheld shall be saved, but that belief in Christ is the condition of salvation for him and them alike. - ,

"~ The magisirates may have been influenced by a further investigation of the trouble of the day before, or they may have connected the earthquake of the night with their treat. ment of the two religious teachers.

HEALTH AND BEAUTY.

lat only food that is easy of d'gestion, avoiding indigestibte dishes, and taking but one to three kindsat a meal.

Don’t swallow food without mastication; modern cookery, by making mastication almost unnecessary, is respuansible for much decay of the teeth. 11 celery is eaten freely an alkaline blocd is the result, and where thi€ exists there can be neither rheumatism, gout nor nervous prostration to any extent. It should be eaten preferably cooked, though it may be taken raw, if thoroughly masticated. Cut it into bits and boil until soft in as little water as possible. _ T - Food fragments left between the teeth quickly undergo not only fermentative but putrefactive decomposition. The chemical products of the former attack the enamel and those of the latter render the breath offensive. A good preventive is the use at least twice daily of an antiseptic wash. This may be: Bicarbonate of soda, two drams; borax, two drams; tincture of myrrh, half an ounce; chlorate of potash, one dram; water to make half a pint. To be employed freely with or without the toothbrusgh.

/ART IN ARCHITECTURE|

HIS five room cottage can he T erected for $l,lOO -upon a stone’ pier foundation. - . - The size upon the ground is 22x35. Sizes of rooms are as follows: Parlor, 12x121,; sitting room, 12x1214; kitchen, 12x121,; chambers. Sxloli, and Bx9v,; vestibule, 41,x5; bathroom, 41,X7Y,; pantry, 4xB. ° Sitting room has a corner fireplace with’ wood miantel. Kitchen is. fits ted up with sinK, maple. floor and wainscoting. e The entire first floor “is plastered with two (2) coats of plaster, one rough and one finishing. putty coat. The floors are double, having felt paN 4 N\ -- . — £0 &l N\ c '_‘ s B "-f'_.';._ & e Gt . (E== | e L e e Ej-‘_l ‘{Sfj g°% {/&'cé,v “‘I(Iw- ,;’ 4- = sk .* B | [|- o ‘:’.._ ~ — A ! el 2 5 '-. ’ m ™ : ;fi""A .;/,dd.,.,h.___; . i T ) FRONT ELEVATION; : per between them. Al interior trim and finished floors are Georgia pine, excepting kitchien, pantry and- bathroom. L'heir finished floors are maple. : All doors are pine, - cross-panel doors. © Glass throughout is ‘American, double: thick. g . . The entire exterior of the house is sheathed with fence flooring, having felt paper between the sheathing and the finished four-inch 0. G. siding. All shingles are to be of cedar, best grade. , Composition carving showing in

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THE USE OF CEMENT. Itls Increasing Rapidly andin Course of Time Wlill Amsumé Gigantice ) Proportions. = American manufacturers are Dbeginning to take advantage of the home market for cement. The exports of cement are very small. Prior to 1897 they were too insignifieant for separate enumeration;*in that year they amounted to 33,000 barrels, valued at $71,160, and have steadily ‘increased, year by year since that time, 392,462 r)arrols having been exported din 1902, valued at $651,326. Meantime : the market for foreign cement is becoming more and more restricted in the United States. In 1892 the:imports amounted to nearly 3,000,000 barrels. valued at a little less than $4.000,000, the importations remaining praetically stationary from that time until 1901, when they showed a marked downward tendency, being in that year 1.596.926 barrels. valued at $2.198.891,.and in 1902 1.059.610 barrels, valued at $1:478,452, the lowest point reached in the past 15 years. \While these figures are small in comparison with the volume of our total commerce. they are chieily interesting as showing the tendencies in an industry which is still in its initial stages, but which promises to supply an important substitute for wood, stone and iron in the bnilding and allied trades.” The use of Portland cement is in its-infancy and the manufacture of it on a large scale is ‘only beginning in this country. Cement promises to replace stone for all kinds of heavy foundations and other wall works, to replace stone for paving, to replace brick very largely for building, and to replace lumber where lumber has been used. Indeed.cement will soon Dbe, next to steel, 'perhaps more than steel. the chief building material of thiscontinent. Our houses will soon come to be of cement and every day sees the field for the use of cement growing at a surprising ratio. - 3

Some Strange Mediol nes.

In New England cobweb pills are supposed to cure the ague,.and in the south a certain knuckle boné in a pig’s foot is a sure cure for rllellxnatism, if it be carried.in the pocket or worn suspended from a string around the neck. Tracing the spider’s web pill, it originated in China; where ali species of insects have certain positive or negative values in-medicine, saysa writer in the Detroit Free Press. In Peking it is customary to give two or three scorpions or spiders to a patient ill of fever. In Ireland the peasantry swallow small spiders alive to effect cures. TFrom these the cobweb pill of the New England native waé easy. In Flanders the live spider is fastened into the empty shell of a walnut and worn around: the neck of the patient. As the ereatiive dies the fever decreases, unti] 4 is gone entirely.

Sorry He Spoke.

Growells (at the theater)-—Mirs. neighbors certainly does look eharming to-night. ; : Mrs. Growells—Yes. She has- a husband who likes tao see her dressed decently and isn’t too grouchy to pay for it—Chicago Daily News .

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Size of joist is 2xlo inches; studding, 2x+ inches, and rafters, 2x4 inches. Building to be left clean, all ready for the tenant.- i . - - GEORGE A. W. KINTZ:

ASBESTOS IN WARSHIPS. All Vessels of the British Navy Are to Be Sapplied with Absoluiely ) Fireproof Fnrnlfi:re. Although disappointed of obtaining noun-inflammable wood, the adwmiralty has succeeded in getting, for use in warships, furniture constfucted of a material that will resist fire. It is understood. to be made largely of asbestos, and its fireproof qualities were demonstrated in the course of Some interesting tests held recently. i Chairs, tables and various other articles made of the new material had a 4.7 inch shell burst over them, but the flames made no impression. Wooden furniture of the kind now uted in bis majesty's ships was then subjected te a like test, and it blazed furiously. Other efforts to set the new material on fire failed also. It is understood that tHe successful termirpation of these experiments has decided the ad‘mitaltytoadoptthefireproof furniture for general use in thel navy. Presumably its introduction will be gradual, for a general spring cleaning and refurnishing throughout the British fleet would be a big undertaking, and expensive,

The authorities are not much given to considering the comfort of officers and men—each new type of warship is worse than its predecessor so far as ‘the arrangements for the aceommodation of the human element in the big fighting machine is concerned—and the officers - will have to accept the new “*sticks” whether they like them or not, when the order for the change is issued. Not only will the new articles be non-inflammable, but they will be much lighter than those now in use, and saving in weight is an important gain.” The admiralty is not, however, doing a bit of pioneering in the furnishing line. Chattels of a noncombustible character have long been used in the ships of other powers.—Pall Mall Gazette.

Bablies Never Get Seasiek

“Babies never get seasick.” I have carried thousands of them in _my time,” said an American line sfeward to .the Philadelphia Record, *“ard in rough weather I have seen their fathers, mothers, brothers and sisters keel over like soldiers before a cannonball; but not so with the babies. Whether it be rough or smooth at sea, a baby is always an excellent sailor—rosy, jolly and with the appetite of & horse. Do you kmow. the explanation of this singular fact? It is as.simple as the fact is strange. Babies don't get seasick because they are accustomed to the rocking of the cradle. That movement is' much like the rocking of a ship. A baby aboard ship, therefore, is merely a baby in an unusually big eradle, and there is nothing odd to him about the rocking, for it is what he has been accustomed to all his life.”

His Excuse.

Old Bullion—Don't you think, sir, that you are rather impudent to ask me for the hand of my daughter? Mr. Nocash—Y-e-§,sir,and I wouldn’t have done it if she hadn’t positivety refused to ask you herself. — N, ¥, Weekly, A