Rensselaer Republican, Volume 16, Number 17, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 3 January 1884 — Page 7

The Republican. —~«r RENSSELAER, INDIANA. Q. E. MARSHALL, - POBUBHM.

Colonel Hill, of Wilkes oounty, Georgia, has left a fortune or $700,000 made at farming. General Bob Toombs and his brother Gabriel, each worth half a million dollars, made in the some way, live in the same county. The Marquis of Lome has an article in the Contemporary Review on Canada, showing that an internecine war would probably result if one of the provinces should become strong enough to dictate a policy for the rest of the Dominion. 2 The fastest train ever run on the C., B. & Q. was for a party that were in Quincy, HI., and desired to catch the New York limited express in Chicago on Sunday evening. They hired a looomotive, a baggage-ear, and a parlor car, and were whirled over the road in five and a half hours, which, deducting tigie for stops, was a mile a minute. When a lawyer of any note dies down in South Carolina, the reporter remarks that “as the cortege that bore his remains to his home took its slow way along the streets the western sky was lit up with the grandest and most gorgeous-sunset I ever saw. It seemed as if the heavens were lighted ( to honor his coming. It seemed that the skies were illuminated to guide his pure soul to its eternal resting-place in the man-' sions of the blest. The very firmament did him honor.

John W. Mackey said to a reporter for the St. Paul Pioneer-Press: “Mining is the most precarious business in the world.” “You can well afford to say it,” the reporter retorted, “with $30,000,000 to your credit. But did you think so in 1809, /when you were pushing an ore car in the Ophir mine?” “I knew it then only in theory; for my salary of $4 a day was always sure, and my wants were simple. You always hear of the successful miners. The men who disappear and are lost in pauper alley are not so often quoted.” The remains of Dr. William Harvey, who is credited with having discovered the circulation of tho blood, have just been romoved from tho vault in which they have reposed for 20il years, in the church at Hempstead, Essex. They have been placed in a marble sacrophagua in an adjoining chapel, built by the Harvey family. The sacropliagus was provided by the College of Physicians. Dr. Harvey, appears to have been a careless man in his business affairs. A resident of New York of the Doctor’s prominence would liave built his own mausoleum.

Two sisters, 60 years old, are living the life of hermits in the mountains near Lebanon, Pa. , For forty years they have lived in a log hut in an almost inaccessible place, and hold aloof from all human beings. They speak to each other, but never to others; are hardworking, and can fell trees as handily as the best backwoodsman. They are afraid of nothing, and as they are known to keep axes by their bedside, no one goes fooling around the.premises. As a matter of course, the reason assigned by the neighbors for this eccentric conduct is that the two women were crossed in love in their early days. A Philadelphia woman dragged her meek little husband before the officers of the Society to Protect Children from Cruelty, the other day, and wanted something done to him because he only earned $lO a week for the support of himself and sixteen children. He turned over every cent of the money t Q her, the wife admitted, but it wasn’t enough, and she wanted him punished. The Society couldn’t do anything to relieve the complainant, and sent the couple away. It seemed to be one- of those cases where tome one ought to be punished, but the officers did not know who, and left the matter till another Society could be formed to ameliorate the condition of the human race. _

Neably twenty years ago the criminal sensation of the day was the assassination by Mary Harris of Adomram J. Burroughs, a clerk in the Treasury Department. A great trial followed, in which Daniel W. Yoorhees and Joseph H. Bradley appeared as counsel. The acquittal of the defendant was among the first successes of the plea of emotional insanity, and created more ado than would essue nowadays. The other day the fair Mary wedded Mr, - Bradley. She is 50 and he is 80. The old stagers who remembered that an aged dame put her hand on McClellan’s head and said he would be Presdent, now recall the ominous fact that when Mary -was acquitted in 1865 she flew into Mr. Bradley'! arms andkissed him in gratitude. —.7 . ~,i . • Thb missionary ship Morning Star, which was ‘built twenty years ago by

th^icontributions of the Sunday-school scholars of the United States, has become unfit for service. At the time she was built there werer eleven other ves. sols engaged in missionary work among the remote islands of the Pacific. Of this number not one remains. All have been wrecked. Honolulu was the headquarters of the Morning Stkr during her eventful career. From that point she sailed thousands of miles, carrying food, lumber, general merchandise and letters to the friends of religion in the antipodes. Probably no vessel in the world has been the object of so much solicitude as this missionary ship. She is now too old and small for the work, and it is proposed to again call on the Sunday-school scholars for funds to build a steamer. It is estimated that the cost of the new Morning Star will be $50,000.

“It would not be healthy for a burglar to attempt any of his tricks about the Mint,” said Colonel Snowden to a Philanelplua reporter. “About a year ago I caused all the muskets to be changed for repeating rifles and sevenshot carbines that are darlings. Our outside watchmen who patrol the streets are well supplied with fire-arms. In fact, they are walking arsenals. We can readily arm every person in the building who can handle a pistol or gun. There is no trouble apprehended that I know of, and I cannot divine why the Secretary of the Treasury has ordered Gatling guns and carbines for the mints. I have nolt requested any, because we are sufficiently armed. At this time there are being turned out over a million of standard dollars each month, and we frequently have $15,000,000 in silver in the vaults. But it would take a little army with cannons to get it away.

For many years a peculiar person, known as the “Leather Man,” says a Waterbary, Cpnti., dispatch, has traveled through Connecticut and Massachusetts. Whence he comes and whither "he goes nobody knows, yet, for at least a generation, he has kept up his periodical peregrinations, appearing regularly every spring and fall.' He is held in awe by some of the older people, many of whom remember him appearing exactly the same when they were young, and children are afraid of him. His apparel is of leatlirt* throughout, new patches being added from time to time. About all the figures known in trigonometry appear upon the coat and trousers, while the moccasins are decorated with triangles stitched with red string, trapezoids fringed with green yarn, and semi-circles done in cardinal. A slouched hat covers his lieadj Out from under this escapes a few long gray hairs, which are never any grayer, but are materially longer than when he first made his appearance. Upon his furrowed face is always a coarse stubble beard, never any smoother, never any rougher, and his finger-nails always preserve the same uncanny length.

Charles Reade never invented a story more strange than the courtship, marriage, detection, flight, and final confession of the two women who have been living together as man and wife in a little town in Wisconsin. A wife, the mother of two children, grows weary of her marital relations and, donning men’s garments, sallies forth as a male beau of the first order. That such a thing should be done as a freak,and for temporary amusement is not so strange, but that it should be followed by a serious marriage* and then by what seems to have been contentment and even happiness on the part of both parties to the strange contract, affords ground for much wonder. It does not appeal- that a mere shrinking from the scandal of an exposure was at the bottom of the girl’s fidelity to her female companion. If this had been the case she would have readily abandoned the connection when publicity came; but this has not been her course. When the person known as Frank Dubois was found to be Mrs. Hudson, the mother of two children, the girl who had married the person connived at his or her escape, and, after doing all that was possible to conceal the whereabouts of her lover, joined her strange companion and sought seclusion in a region where it was thought neither would be fopnd or recognized. The final exposure and confession seemed more painful and sorrowful to the deluded wife than thh masquerading husband, and her grief at the uncertainty of the futnre and the possibility of separation was intense.

A Strict Constructionist

Old man Pettigrew, of Austin, is very precise in the majority of his statements, and is a strict constructionist. One dav a neighbor rushed in on Pettigrew while the latter was eating his breakfast, and exclaimed excitedly: Mr. Pettigrew, your bouse is on fire!” “I beg your psrdon," responded Pettigrew, “but what did you say ?” * . “Your house is on fire" “Ah, that is where you are wrong,” replied Pettigrew. 9 “Wrong!” said the neighbor. “Yes, this is not my house—P only rent it”— Texas Siftings.

WHAT EVERYBODY SHOULD KNOW.

; IFrom Dio Lewis" Monthly.) Make new stiff rope flexible by boiling it two hours in water. Loosen screws and nuts by pouring on the thread a little kerosene. Pare apples by pouring scalding tt-ater on them, then quickly slip off the skins. Prevent the formation of crust in itea-kettles by keeping in them an oyster shell. Scour knives with brick dust or pow,der by using, instead of a rag and water, !a potato cut smooth at the end. Make modeling clay moist and plastic for a great length of time by kneading it with glycerine instead of water. Prevent weeds growing on gravel walks by sprinkling them well with a solution Of two pounds blue vitroil in six gallons of watojh j Preserve carpets and prevent dust rising from between the boards of the Boor, by laying down under the carpets large sheets of paper. Restore yellow flannels to white by soaking them in a solution of soap suds and ammonia water. Wash the flannels afterward in clear water. Prevent ivory knife handles from cracking while washing by soaking the blades in a pitcher of w ater, instead of laying them down in a pan. Prepare indelibly marked wooden labels for garden use by writing with a soft lead pencil on the surface of the label moistened with linseed oil. Keep iron farm implements from rusting during the winter by rubbing them over with kerosene. Treat stoves the same way during the summer. Clean brass with a solution made by dissolving one tablespoon fuf oxalic acid and two tablespoonfuls triiVoUlb a half pint of soft w'ater. Apply with a woolen rag, and after a few minutes wipe dry and polish. Clinkers may be loosened from firebricks by throwing in the fire-box, when very hot, two or three quarts of oyster or clam shells, or a less quantity of salt, allowing the fire to go out, and then cleave off the clinkers. Loosen ground-glass stoppers by wrapping around the neck of the bottle a thick rag wet with hot y-ater. Remove the stopper before the heat reaches and expands it. If sticky, drop a little camphene between the neck and stopper. To make wood indestructible from rot or fire, immerse it in a saturated solution of borax, heated to the boiling point. Let the wood remain in the solution twelve hours > take out, dry, immerse again in a w-eaker solution three hours, and dry. Make lead-pencil writing indelible by laying the written sheet face upwards in a shallotv dish and cover with skimmed milk; dry carefully. Pencil writing may be made partially indelible by moistening it with saliva or even by breathing slowly upon it. . The use of tobacco, for over 5,000 years, according to one author, was cellfined to Central America. In the year that " Columbus discovered America, while lying oft' Cuba, he sent two men ashore "to reconnoitre. On their return they reported that they saw “the naked savages twist large leaves together, light one end in the fire and smoke like devils.”

Religion and Environments.

Thus do the peculiarities of natural objects supply moulds in which the metal of religious faith, already lying latent, readily sets. And not only directly, but indirectly, do they shape the forms of faith. The rushing river, e. g., not merely attracts the reverence of the primitive man to itself, but by its swift and treacherous motion, its sinuous course, snake-like hiss* and gleam, it is personified as a mighty divine serpent, and next makes sacred by association the serpents of the country about. The sky, personified by the ancient Egyptian as a heavenly goose, enveloping and hatching the cosmic egg, made sacred henceforth all to the pious dwellers by the Nile. In* climes like Egypt, where the skies are rainless and the whole aspect of nature equable, almost unchanging, there the gods are marked by calmness of bearing andserenity of nature. We must go to the slopes of the Himalayas or the ridges of the Appennines to find the howling Rudra, with his attending Maruta, the pounders, rushing wildly through the glens, or to see the bullocks slain in honor of Jupiter Tonans, the Thunderer. In cold and temperate climes it is the enlivening and warming pun that is loved and adored; but, in the sultry air of the tropics, the sun and the sky of day become evil and destructive deities, and affection is transferred to the refreshing sky of pight. a So, also, in their ideas of heaven and Jiell, there is a natural contrast between the faitji of the man in the tropics and the man of the Arctic zone. To the first, the future home of the good is some abode of coolness, some garden of the Hesperides, or a breezy Olympian height, and the place of punishment is a place of fire. To the Icelander, hell is the place of cold, worse far to him than fire, and heaven some comfortable hall surrounded by a hedge of flame. Again, in hot climes, where the soil of the river bottoms is deep and rich, and nature teems with % productiveness, there the gods are credited with the same sensuous nature; religious ideas are apt to revolve about the mysteries of procreation, and the worship of the people is apt to include not a few impure rites and symbols.— Prof. Bixby, in Popular Science.

Children’s Ears.

hr Dr. Weil has examined the ears of 5,905 school children, and in stating the Results obtained (Archives of Otology) says that the ears of every inattentive child should be examined and treated if it be found necessary. He is convinced of the fact that children who are simply hard of hearing are greatly misjudged, and considered inattentive.and obstainate. It is recommended that teachers, or, if possible, a surgeon, should examine the ears of children once or twice a year, and have a report made to parents i where treatment is necessary. ‘He adds

that such troubles,, when attended tc early in life, will in a majority of eases save children from what bften end in permanent deafness, • .

Couldn’t Stop Her Paper.

“Yes,” said he, as he entered the office of The, lloosier and cruslied a euair full of exchanges with the air of abandon peculiar to those people who are familiar to the editorial sanctum, “Yes, I’ve had some experience in running a newspaper—l might say lots of experience.” “ ‘Some’ is a jnore appropriate word, Mr. Ex-Editor,” .we intimated. “Well, perhaps you’re right; hut at any rate I’m not green in the business. I know a thing or two.” “Dare say‘you could give us' some advice? We’ve been in the business only twenty or thirty years and we have a good deal to learn.” “Betcher life I could—but I won’t.” While tfie life-size pangs of disappointment were coursing through our system, he helped himself to a handful of caramels from the society editor’s sideboard and again broke out: “I run a paper in Oshkosh once, and you can calculate that it was a snorter. Why, I built up my circulation right along, getting new victims steadily, and never dropping any of ’em. But it was mostly owing to a jewel of a carrier-boy 1 had the use of for thirty-five cents a week. By George, he was a rattler.” “Well, in the name of Ben Franklin, how did a carrier-boy boom you so, Mr. Greeley ?” “I’ll tell you, so if you ever get a mate to him you’ll know better how to keep him and not" let him starve to death on your hands. He wouldn't let anybody stop his paper. For instance, there was a subscriber named Mrs. Grundy" She took the paper three months and then sent in the money with an order to 8 top her paper. Well, that kid dropped a Streamer at her door the next week ; and the next, and the next, and every time he did it Mrs. G. would yell: ‘l’ve stopped ray paper.’ But that kid didn’t seem to think so, and continued to fire a copy at her every week. The fifth week she caught him on the steps and while she held him she hissed: ‘Young man, can’t I stop my paper when I want to ?’ ‘Nome.’ ‘Why not, I’d like to know. Aint I paid up ?’ —‘ Yes’m.’ V ‘Well, theg, I want it stopped.* ‘Dars’n’t, mum.’ ‘La, sakes! Why not?’ ‘lt’s agin the law, mum.’ ‘I didn’t knew that I couldn’t stop my paper when I wanted to.’ ‘lt’s a fact, mum,’ the kid told her, ‘the law says as how anybody whosoever knowingly, maliciously or diagonally stops his or her paper after once being a subscriber, is liable to seven years in the penitentiary or both.’ ‘Oh, my goodness gracious! What a narrow escape I’ve had!’ the old woman groaned. ‘l’ll send the editor another dollar to-morrow.’ 1 That’s the way that kid of mine build up mv circulation to a million a week.” ‘ls that all?” ‘Yes; the boy died.”

Olla Podrida.

Perhaps a dozen or so of our readers will not know, at first glance, what is the meaning of the above caption, so we hasten to explain that it is the name of a Spanish food that yon will run against in Spain about as often as you will meet its prototype in this country. olla podrida is a miscellaneous combination of innumerable things mixed into an unrecognizable mass and served warm. In this country it is called “hash.” We will all admit that the Spanish name, olla podrida,, has a better sound than its equivalent, “hash,” but a rose smells the same in Choctaw as it does in French. Even we, though we have grown gray-headed in the business, are prone to use an occasional foreign word, not particularly because it is necessary for expressing onr meaning, but because we want to show onr smartness. There are other scribblers who indulge in this more extensively than we do, perhaps, but when the thing is carried too far it becomes a nuisance. Who wants to always be compelled to carry aJEreach .dictionary time so that the meaning of the newspaper and book writers may be arrived at. These scribblers, in their attempt to exhibit deep learning and write a la mode, make many a faux pas as they recline in their fauteuil and, cribbing the long words from a dictionary, consider their reputation fait accoihpli. — The Hoojier.

The Way to Make Ice.

“That must be a curious process, the manufacture of ice,” said a Chicago man to a resident of Austin. “Yes,” replied the Austin scientist, “do vou understand the philosophy of it?” “No, I never saw one of the machines, and never had the thing explained to me. “Well, you see,” observed the phil“they have a kind of tank.” “Yes.” i ! “And they fill that tank about twothirds full of water.” “Yea; what then?” “Why, then they freeze it.” “Oh!” exclaimed the disgusted Chicagoan, “that’s it, is it? I had afi idea that they boiled it.” —Texas Siftings. ■

Cupid and the Fish.

An actor, who had an excellent opinion of his own ability, intellectually and artistically, was cast for the part of commander in the “Pearl of Savoy." In one of the scenes he uses the following linear “The fair charmer, how sweet she looks! We are like‘Cupid and Psyche.’ ” To the horror of those who listened, he said: “We are like Cupid and Fish, and I am the Fish.” Unconscious of the cause of the laughter, he continued the scene, satisfied at its conclusion that he had made a hit. Cincinnati Enquirer. There is one lawyer for every 700 people in the United Stales. A hew citv hall at Richmond, Va., is to cost $300,000.

THE BAD BOY.

“There, now, I have got you,” said the groeeryman to the bad boy, as ho came in with his lip cut, and looked in the glass to sec if it was growing tof ether. “Now yon sit down lierp while call a policeman. , I saw you 1 going down an alley this morning with a tin pail and a bundle, and I believe that you are one of these fire-bugs, and that yon had a pail of kerosene and \ some kindling, and that yon have set a fire with a slow match that will break out pretty soon. Oh, lamon to you, ” and the groeeryman looked sassy. “Well, I have kindled a fire,” said the bad boy, as he rubbed some vase line on his lip, “and when it breaks out and becomes warm, instead of calling out the fire department it will call forth prayers fiom a poor, heart-broken woman, and make the smiles of joy ■ light up her face, and don’t yon forget it.” “Where did you set that fire?” asked the groeeryman,-as- he began to relent. “Tell me übout this incendiary performance.”

“Well, you know that girl that run away from our ward last year, and married that dude who thought she was rich? He deserted her, and she came back here about a month ago, but Hhe was not well enough to get work in the store, and she has had a hard time. I used to go to school with her, and the other day I met her on a back street, and she asked me for 2 shillings to buy some bread and milk, and I gave it to her, and then I followed her to her home. She lives in a room over a meat market, and all the furniture she has got wouldn’t fill a play-house for your ttle baby girL I guess half t£e time all the meat she has is the smell she gets from the meat down stairs, hut when they are trying lard in the butcher shop the smell is real strengthening. Well, sir, when I went m the room she was feeding a leetle bit of a baby some bread and milk, and crying and laughing all at once. By gosh, it broke me all up. She had pawned everything she had for something for the baby to eat, and she was in pretty bad shape. The baby eat and laughed, and went to sleep, and then she told me all her troubles, how the dude had gone back on her, and how she had worked making , shirts at 10 cents apiece to support herself and baby. I was darn glad that baby did not look like the dude. Well, sir, that poor pale girl, crying there in that old bareroom, was too much for Hennery, and I went out and called our gang of boys together, ns boys that I told yon had been sawing wood for widders. I told them about this girl, and being the boss of the gang I gave them fifteen minutes to raise $2 apiece, and before .the time was up they all came down with the money. Then I divided it up and told one boy to go and get $2 worth of coal, and another one, he was a committee on biscuit and tea and pugar, and I was lightning on baby clothes and milk, and the bundle yon saw me carry down the alley was flanpel clothes our baby Las kicked herself ont of, and it wan’t no kindling wood for incendiary fires, and the kerosene you thought I had was milk, and none of your milk wagon stuff. Well, you’d a Aide to see ns fellows get things up stairs, and surprise that poor little woman. My chum built a fire, and yon ought to have seen me dress that baby. I used to be mad when ma made me put clothes on the baby, at home, when she wanted to do up her hair, but now lam glad of it, ’cause I can get in my work on little, cold, poor babies, and make them think I am an old nurse from Nnrseville. The tired little mother just sat right down on the floor and cried to see us boys take hold of running the house, and I was afraid she would flood the- butcher shop below, so I took the baby, when I had got the warm flannels on it, and it looked surprised at being so warm, as though something had happened to it, and I put it in the mamma’s lap, and she hugged it till I thought she would bust it, sure; but mothers know just how tight to hug, don’t they ? We fixed her up in good shape, and each of ns borrowed a blanket off our own beds at' home and took them to her, and I guess she is the happiest little woman in this town, but I wish she would not cry so. It breaks something inside my A woman cry, and I feel as though my gall was "all running out, Well, ns boys has took a solemn bath to be woman’s da yon spell that? “Anyway, we are going to be her pertector, or boss, this winter, until she gets able to work and t&rn her living, and that woman is going to have all she can lay her jaws to, and the baby is going to be dressed jnst as well, as any baby in this town, as long as ma's baby’s clothes hold ont. I tell you, a baby with four bad boys laying for it, to "watch that it don’t suffer, isn’t in danger of freezing; and after this, if yon see me going down that alley at night, loaded with anything, from a nursing bottle to a barrel of flour, don’t yon give me away. And if you hear of any babies that’s loiit their cud, and don’t know where- the next meal is coming from, you just inform ns boys, and we will fill the baby so full of cut feed that it can’t yip. Say, how would some of them dried apples do for our baby?”

“Oh, get out, ” said the groceryman, “you ought to know that dried apples would split a baby wide open. Whatever you do, don’t ever give a baby dried apple?. Now, here are some nice prunes that would be splendid for a baby. They are a little wormy, but prunes open the pores and develop the voice. Have a couple of -pounds?” “Naw, I don’t want any prunes. This isn’t a prune baby. Ma’s baby is a prune baby, I guess, cause its pores are open all the time, and it has got the hest developed voice in this town. But this baby with a dude father is going to live on something better than boarding bouse sauce. ’ ,Say, don’t you think there ought to be a law to kill dudes when they are out of season ?” “Dudes ought to be protected the same as any other game,” said, the grocery man. “They are harmless ex-, cept in August, when they ought to-be muzzled. But what ails your lip?” “A calf kicked it. I don’t think a calf has got any more sense thama dude. : i.

The Humane society man told me to, keep watch, and when I saw any of these fellows that bring calve* in town in a wagon abusing the calves, to make them stop it, or have them arrested. Yesterday I saw a calf all tied np by the legs in a wagon, bellowing, and I sneaked np behind and cat the roper nronnd its leg*, to relieve the pain. How do yon suppose the calf thanked me? Kicked me in the lip wjth both hoofs, and the driver chased me two blocks with a blacksnake whip. There has got to be a better understanding between calves and ns Humane society fellows, or I shall resign. Wait till I go and carry these red socks to the baby and I will play you a game of dominoes;” and the bad boy went out whistling, “I’m Denny McGonigle’s Daughter, Mary Ann,” and the grocerv man cat off a piece of cheese to send the baby.—Peck’s Sun.

Is Superfluous Flesh a Disease?

Is fat a sign of health ? onght long before this to hare been settled by a jnry of ipedical experts—if it were possible for a jury all of a trade to settle anything—but it has been left for a woman physician to decide that it is not; to assert, on the contrary, that it is positive evidence of disease, and to attack it and cure it accordingly. It is very well known that several beantifal and prominent women in New York society whose fair SO or 40 years were marred only by a too rapid accumulatian of protoplastic tissue, have, after a summer of seclusion, suddenly appeared rejuvenated- -reduced to refined and admirable proportions, without any loss in color or texture of skin; on thp contrary, their old brightness superadded to the charms of a purity and delicacy which rival youth itself. “What is the matter? What have yon done to yourself ?” have been the questions asked on first meeting their friends. “Oh, jL have been made over,” . is usually the joking reply ; but one was fouad who was more communicative. She gavelhe name and address of the physician who treats over-abund-ant flesh as a disease and cures it, or at least has produced marvelous results in.half a dozen personally authenticated cases. A desire to know how much quackery there might be in the treatment and something of the modus operandi prompted a ball upon the physician in* question.- I found a bright, intelligent woman, who would not impress any one as a quack. Her success she attributed to the fad; that she had satisfied herself that superfluous fiesh was a disease; had studied it and worked ont a cure for it—a cure which she claims to be permanent and ’ lasts a lifetime. In regard to the treatment she was, naturally, somewhat reticent, particularly as it varies with difference in constitution and habits, and what is true of one case, therefore, might not be true of another. Of forty cases upon her books, no two were treated exactly alike, but she exhibited her books, in which was kept careful record of the reduction in weight whieh had followed the treatment from week to week, and of the final return to normal conditions. It was freely stated, however, that the principle of cure was largely based upon diet, which was at first nitrogenous but variable, afterward farinaceous and absolute. The liver is attacked and brought into line by a safe and special remedy; hot water is used; hot medicated foot baths, and the number of meals at once reduced. It is found that very fleshy people are usually fond of sugar and sweet?, and these are tabooed strictly. The reduction of fiesh is to the normal standard, to what would be considered the proper weight for the height of the individual, but the cure is not considered complete when this result is attained. The diet must be prolonged for a “cure,” and when this is effected the appetite for unwholesome sweets and pastries and for highly stimulating viands has departed. It is a perfectly “natural” cure, if is said, and one quite in harmony with the laws of the constitution of the patient; and if so, it is not difficult to see how widely it most differ from the ordinary system of medical practice. —Health and Home.

Trained Teachers.

The great aim of every system o public instruction should be to secure services of teachers., specially s trained, precisely as the members of any other professions are trained, to produce the best results in the shortest possible time. * * * The born teacher is as rare as the born poet. Hence the necessity for normal schools. * * * In the United States there are only about 200 normal schools to recruit the ranks of ah army of 300,000 public-school teachers. As a matter of course, then, there must be many incompetent teachers, men and women, whose highest idea of teaching is to hear lessons, previously committed to memory, parrot fashion, from a text book. Under such teachers there will always be overwork, worry, disgnst, imitation, and if permitted, frequent allopathic doses of rattan. —President Thomas Hunter.

“Pegs.”

“I’ve got a pointer!” he gasped, as he rushed into an office. “What?” “The Great Mogul is over on Wall street.” “What of it?” “Why, he must have gone down to peg up his stocks. Egad! 111 risk SI,OOO on it.” Next day the same individual entered the same office in a limpy condition, and in a husky, far-away voice he announced : “Got another pointer.” “Wear -—■ “The Great Mogul came down to pull but the pegs!”

Put His Fooet in It.

They were returning home from the theater, and had nearly reached her home when the young man observed: “Isn’t the weather cold and raw ?” She must have misunderstood him. “Raw,” she said, rather hesitatingly. “Yes, I like them raw, but,” she conWhat could he d ol—Philadelphia. Call >’ ' , * ■ .