Semi-weekly Express, Terre Haute, Vigo County, 28 May 1897 — Page 3

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WIT OP COMPOSERS.

ANECDOTES WHICH SHOW THE PECULIARITIES OF THE MASTERS

»(i®hey Were Not Generally Amiable Critics I* of Each Other—Cmuantt That Were f» Usually Camstic and Frequently Brutal. I Rosalai'a Witticisms.

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Never surely was composer more witty than the master who. gave us an immortal setting of "William Tell.'" Rossini's whimsicality extended even to his birthday. _Having been born in leap year, on Feb. 29, he bad, of course, a birthday only once In. four years, and when ho was 72 he fj facetiqusly invited his friends to celebrate his eighteenth birthday. Some of the best

I specimens of his wit were shown in connection with brother composers. "You I know," he said one day, speaking to a -friend—"you know what pretty dance tunes* Auber has always written"—Auber being as likely to write danoe tunes as

Rossini was to write a serinoa. The miieetro seldom went to the opera or to any plaoe of amusement, but he could not re,eist the temptation of hearing one of Wagner's works. It was Taimhauaer." Afterward, when asked to give hiB opinion of the opera, he saidIt is too important and too elaborate a work to be judged aftera single hearing, but eo far as lam concerned, I shall not give it a second."

Upon amateurs he was especially severe. A few days after Meyarbeer's death a young admirer of his called upon the composer of "William Tell" with an elegy which he had written in honor of his idol. "Well,'* said Rossini, after hearing the composition played over, "if yon really want my honest opinion, I think it would have been better if you had died and Meyerbeer had written an elegy." Sometimes the amateurs would endeavor to bribe him into a compliment by sending him a little present. The ruse, how**^', was bat seldom effectual. A budding composer ence accompanied bis new composition with a Stilton, hoping, of course, to have a letter praising the work. The letter oame, but

all it said wad: "Thanks. I like thaoheese very muoh." Rossini's witticisms indeed bubbled forth at'all times and under all oircumstances. On one occasion a gentleman oalled upon him to enlist his aid in procuring for him an engagement at the opera. Jle was a drummer, and bad taken the preoaution to bring his instrument. Rossini said he would hear him "play," and it was decided that he should show off in '1 the overture to "Semiramide." The very first bar of the overture contains a tremolo for the drum, and when this had been performed, the player remarked, "Now I have a rest of 78 bars these, of course, I will skip." This was too good a chance to be lost. "Oh, no," said the composer "by all means count the 78 bars. I particularly wish to hear those."

Some of these anecdotes of Rossini remind us that composers, as a rule, have not figured amiably as oritics of each other. Handel ewore that Gluck know no more about counterpoint than his cook Weber pronounoed Beethoven a madman, and Haydn said of a brother musician that "he played the fiddle like a hog." Liszt was particularly severe upon fellow artists. Some one was once playing to him a composition he evidently did not care for. "What is that?" he asked. "It is Bennett's 'Maid of Orleans' sonata," was the reply. "Ah," said the virtuoso, "what a pity that the original manuscript did not meet with the same fate as Joan In this connection a good story is told of the lato Victor Masse. He was informed one day that a rfcal composer took every opportunity of declaring that his (Maese's) musio was execrable. "He maintains I have no talent," said Masse "I always declare he bas plenty. We both know we lie." But perhaps better than this was the opinion of. Wagner expressed by Offenbach. Wagner had just published his 'iRienzl," and' off went a copy to Offenbach, with a request that he woirid say what he thought of it. Now Offenbach had previously read some of Wagner's poems and had made fun of them, a circumstance well known to Wagner. After some three weeks the score of "Rienzi" was returned to its oomposer with a slip on whioh was written, "Dear Wagner, your musio is trash 6tick to poetry." This of course enraged Wagner greatly, and some months later he was out "i-ith one of his celebrated brochures denouncing the Jews. It was a fine opportunity for revenge—Offenbach being an Israelite—and the brochure was in the hands of Offenbach in no time. Twodays elapsed, and Wagner had the pamphlet back. When he opened it, this is what he found written on the front page, "Dear Wagner, your brochure is rot stick to music."

Haydn was a great admirer of tho fair sex, and some of his prettiest things were said about women. One specimen must suffice. The celebrated Mrs. Billington was a great friend of his, and Sir Joshua Reynolds had fainted her portrait. Haydn went to see the picture when it was finished. "Yes," he said to the artist, "it is very good. But you have made one mistake. You have painted Mrs. Billington listening to the angels, whereas the angels should be listening to her."

Berlioz, the eminent French composer, had a caustic wit He could not endure Bach, and he used te call Handel "a big hog," a "musician of the stomach." For this he was paid out by Mendelssohn, who declared that after touching a soore of Berlioz soap and hot water were necessary. Berlioz, however, had his musical hero, and that hero was Beethoven. Touch Beethoven irreverently and his ire was kindled. There is a* certain passage for the double basses in one of the master's scores which was at one time believed to be alinost impossible of execution. Now Habeneck conducted a performance of this work in Paris, and gave the passage in question to the cellos. Berlioz, who was present, met Habeneck soon after, and asked him when he meant to give the passage as Beethoven intended it to be given. "Never as long as I live," said Habeneck. "Well, we'll wait," replied Berlioz. "Don't let it be long."

Speaking of Beethoven, that master's humor was rather of tho grim kind, resembling more the satire of Carlylo than anything else. The composer's brother had a littlo property of his own, and was very proud of it. One day he called ob Beethoven and left a card inscribed, "Johann Van Beethoven, land proprietor." Next day he had it returned to him, writj, ten on the back, "L. Van Beethoven, brain proprietor."—Chambers' Journal.

STRANGE PLANTS.

Some of the Carious Growths Noted by Travelers. Early travelers in China and Tartary speak of a "plant of flesh and blood, with the shape and appearance of a lamb, having feet, toil and head distinctly formed and its skin revered with soft down," says an exchange. The lamb is said to grow upon a stalk 3 feet in height and to turn about and bend to the herbage that serves for its food, i»nd when tho grass fails it dries up and withers away. There is some foundation for this queer story in the existence of a singularly shaped plant recently discovered, which has a sort of woolly covering, and in order to heighten the general effect the-natives trim the plant and adjust the long, light,-silky hairs that cover it in such a style as to give it the appearance of a woolclad animal. It is natural to suppose that this plant would wither when the grass begins to fail for even if It did not subsist upon the grass, as reported, the same drought that served t9 kill the grass would naturally destroy the plant.

JLbe valije of

In furnishing the pulpy material of which paper is manufactured, but also in supplying tke pf.-er itself outright, may not be

fully

appreciated by those who have not

investigated the subject. It is well known that the Egyptian papyrus in early days w.-ss the main source from which anything like our modern paper was derived. This was a reed that grew by the brooks, with a stem 6 to 10 feet in height and about an inch in diameter. This was peeled and the pith oat into thin slices, which were then laid side by side, with the edges touching one another. After being sprinkled with water, a heavy pressure was applied, and they were thus united into one piece. It m.-y not be so generally known that there now grows in Asia a tree the bark of which is made into sheets about a yard square, and these are used for all the ordiijary purposes of paper, being very tough and durable. The soft and durable Chinese rice paper is not the product of any part of the rioe plant but is the pith of a tree which, by the aid of a lathe and a sharp instrument, is Jut into very thin and delicate rolls.—Atlanta Constitution.

LONG ISLAND TIMBER.

Celebrated For Its Oak, Walawt, Bntteiv. Hat and Chestnut. An interesting faot not generally known is that Long fsiand produces better working timber than any other part of the country. Its oak, walnut and twtternut for furniture and indoor fittings outrank that of all other localities in beauty of grain and durability. Its poplar and whitewood are harder and heavier than the same wood produced In the western states.

Another wood worthy of note Is the white oak. Like all the native woods, its grain is exceptionally handsome, taking all sorts of curls and waves, and italrregtilar lines strongly defined, producing a fine effect when polished.

Trees that have attained a great ago are notably rich in marking, as was found in the Bryant oak, an ijpmense tree on the poet's estate at Roslyn, which a few years ago was undermined by springs at its root.

The tree was stored away to season and preserved for the family's use, to be made into furniture. On learning that it had been a landmark for over a century and a favorite with many old residents, Miss Julia Bryant presented one of the long arms to an old friend and neighbor, who had the wood oonverted into small artieies for library use, puch as paper knives, penholders and inkstands. These were sold at fairs for the benefit of the Home For Friendless Children, a county institution that Mr. Bryant had been greatly interested in.

A wood not as well known or appreciated by shipwrights as it should be is the Long Island chestnut. It has proved more durable than white oak. The old sloop Idlewrld, built over 80 years ago and always in commission, is timbered entirely with obestnut, and not an tnch of this wood has needed attention.

Long Island is also noted for Its yellow locust and black walnut, and there is none finer in any part of the country than those found on the north shore. An amateur geologist aocounts for tbis by the fact that largo amounts of silica are in the olay underlying the surface soil, and that doubtless this quality in their earth food gives Long Island timber its superiority in beauty and durability and explains the hardness so wearing to workmen's tools.— Brooklyn Eagle.

BOY VERSUS TIME.

It Was a Severe Test, hot the Youngster Won the Battle. You can nearly always bet your money on a boy. Boys know some things better than eveij tlie angels. In an important lawsuit at Clay Center a 12-year-old boy was on the stand and testified that he had spent just ten minutes in getting a bucket of water for his mother. The question t)f time was a vital one, and the opposing attorneys tried to rattle the boy. Finally one of them pulled out his watch and proposed to test whether or not the boy knew when ten minutes had elapsed. The opposing attorneys on the boy's side of the ca.sQ strenuously objected to tbis test, for it is well known that nothing is harder than to sit still and gauge the passing of time. The judge ordered the test to be made, however, and after the courtroom clock had been stopped and every chance removed for the boy to play a sneak, the trial commenced. The stillness in the room became oppressive. Every watoh was drawn and the eyes of tho multitude rested upon the youngster, who chewed gum, swung his foot against the round of his chair and gazed placidly out over the benches as though the proceedings had mighty little interest for him.

Two, four, six minutes passed, and still be made no sign. Thpn the attorneys commenced to worry him. "Isn't time about up?" asked one of them. "Nope," sentatiously responded the boy as he changed the cross in his knees. Seven and eight minutes passed. "Haven't you got that water pumped yet?" said the attorney in a tone which was intended to convey the belief that ten minutes had more than passed. "Reckon not," again replied the boy, and his own attorneys began to ohuckle. Nine minutes passed and tick, tick, tick went the seconds toward the ten minute mark, and up to oxaotly three seconds before the limit when tlie boy drawled out, "I think I've got that water drawed." Tho people burst into applause, and after tho trial, when the boy was asked to explain how he hit off the time so correctly, he replied, "Oh, I just sorter knowed, that's all."— Kansas City Times.

Au Untold Story.

She is a maiden aiint who bas ceased to hide her spectacles When a gentleman calls and likes to knit rather than be idle. "Of course there's a romance in your life, auntie," declared her dashing nieco the other day. "There's a romance in every woman's life. Now be good and tell me yours." "It's nothing," and the kindly face blushed almost into youthfulness. "There was a very attractive young man with whom I had grown up. We had been thrown together a great deal, and before he started abroad to pursue his studies as an artist he came to spend the evening with me and take leave. I recall that we talked of everything that offered an excuse for talking until he rose to go. "Then he took me by the hand. He faltered, turning red and then turning white, it seemed he could not speak then, and ho took a nervous turn about the room. As he oame back to me there was a steadier and more determined look in his grave blue eyes. Again he took my trembling band in his strong grasp and pronounced my name"— "Yes, auntie." 1 "Here fattier and your uncle entered I unceremoniously, discussing some earthy matter of business. Manlike, they spread themselves o?*t in front of the gmte, talked I to Hugh about his trip and remained there till he was gone." "Oh, the horrid brutes!"

Thank you, dear. Now you can share the curiosity I have indulged so many years. If he had spoken, what would he have said?"—Detroit Free Press.

His Chances Poor.

Miss Chaflieigh—Oh, Mr. Van Bibber, whv don't you get married? Mr. Van Bibber—To tell you the truth, Miss (Jhaffiiugh, I doubt if 1 ever shall.

Miss C.—Why so? Mr. V. B. -I'll tell you—my future wife must fill three conditions. She must be very rich, good looking and very stupid.

Miss C.—Stupid? Wby stupid? Mr. V. B.—-Wby, you see. Miss Chaffleigb, if she isn't rich and good looking I wouldn't matry her, &ni if she isn't very

TERRE HAUTE EXPRESS, FRIDAY MORNTNGi MAY 28.1897

WAS AT BALAKLAYA.

A BUGLER'8 STORY OF HIS PART IN THE FAMOUS CHARGE.

The Mas Wk« Claim the Hon« of Blowing the Call For the Chars* IWsi I" Denver—Another Added the 1W—iyAocouats of That Awful Blunder.

Though A lexander Sutherland, who is living In retiruraent in Denver, Is 87 years old, his memory is still keen, and be delights in relating again and again the part he took In the famous oharge of the Light brigade. There may be other survivor* of that desperate raee down Jh® valley between hills bristling with guns, but Alexander Sutherland insists upon being credited with the honor of blowing the bogle that started tbs Light brigade upon its ill fated mission. "The 600 men who were selected tar tbis charge." said he, "weretdivided Into three platoons, two companies to .each platoon. Each company had its own bugler, making six in all. As I was with Lord Cardigan in the first platoon, I was the first bugler to receive his orders. I sounded the oharge of that eventful day, and, following my bugle, the others repeated the calL We bad been MUe spectators of the general engagement that day and were waiting for orders from Lord Raglan. The order came after a time. It was to Lord Luoan to order up about 600 light cavalry and bold them in readiness to take the guns whioh the Turks bad loBt on Causeway heights. Lord Lucas await-, ed snpport from the infantry before advancing. A second order came from Lord Raglan, brought by Captain Nolan, directing the cavalry to charge to prevent the Turks carrying away their guns. Lord Lucan asked what guns to attack, and Captain Nolan replied: 'There, my lord, is yoor enanoy, and there are your guns,' pointing with his hand to the left and toward the end of North valley, and not toward the Causeway heights. "Lord Lucan then rode over to Lord Cardigan to give orders for the charge. I was near by an foot, holding nay horao's bridle rein, and beard the conversation between Lord Luoan and Lord Cardigan. Tbey did not seem to inWpret the order of Lord Raglan in the same way. Lord Cardigan explained to Lord Lucira that there were guns in the valley aheaAas well as on both sides of us, and he thought that there must be someonistake, but Lord Luoan replied that that was the order of Lord Raglan, and there was no oheioe but to obey. "Lord Cardigan assented. I was about eight or ten feet distant from him, and, turning, he gave me the first eruor. I blew'attention' and then'mount.' The first, second and third platoons were formed, and then, facing his menr Lord Cardigan briefly addressed them, telling them of the dangers of the oharge and the probability of death to all. The men cheered him vigorously. Turning tome he said, 'Trumpeter, sound the forward!' and we set off at a fast walk. A little later, turning bis head, Lor# Cardigan shouted, 'Trumpeter, sound the trot!' and I blew the calL "We swept directly dowta the valley with the Causeway heights on the right and the Fedioukine hills on the left, and for a distance of 1J4 miles we had guns on three sides of us. While we were still on the trot Captain Nolan was seen riding at furious speed across our front and bearing his course to the right. He was waving his sword and shouting to our command. His words we could not hear distinctly, but we afterward knew that be was toying to correct the blunder. Lord Cardigan shouted out, 'la God's name, what is that man doing there?' Some one in the middle platoon shouted baokf 'Your lordship, I think he wants you to oharge toward the Causeway heights.' 'It is too late to change now,' said Lord Cardigan, 'for we are too near the enemy.' Then turning in the saddle he shouted to me, 'Trumpeter, sound the charge!' I blew the blast and was swept like a whirlwind down the valley. "It was the first shell, I think, that was fired that exploded some distance in front of Lord Cardigan, and a piece of that shell struok Captain Nolan, tearing n.gHfat hole in bis left side. His horse, at o/^fc) missing the guiding hand, turned toforru with our advancing platoons. Captain Nolan still held his sword aloft, and#be uttered a shriek that made us shudder. Then he wavered in his seat and fell to the ground near our charging column. "It was no time to think. I followed close to Lord Cardigan, who rode ahead, turning often to urge bis men forward.

When we finally reached the enemy, so that we could return some of the blows, the men were lost to any sense of fear. The smoke became so thick that I lost sight of Lord Cardigan, but I could hoar his voice shouting encouragment to his men. Running against a Russian artilleryman I struck him with ray saber, but the stroke was 9hort, and he came at me with a rammer. My horse was plunging ahead, and before we could fight out our duel I was carried beyond the battery and among the Cossacks. A cavalryman made a lunge at me, but I parried the thrust. The smoke was so thick that objects were indistinct. "I was trying to find Lord Cardigan, so as to be near to receive his orders. For a time this wa^ impossible. Finally I beard his voice shouting to his men to fall bask, and at the same time I saw the white hiDd leg of the horse he rode. I lifted the bugle to my lips and tried to sound the retreat, but my horse was plunging madly a&uut and I ooxild scarcely play tlie notes. Twas slightly wounded in eaoh leg and was weak from loss fcf blood, and my horse soffarlag more than The blast from nay bugle Indicated to the Russians my position, and as I again attempted to sound the call a shot tore away the bell of my instrument. At the same time I received a lance thrust on my bead. Dazed by the blow, I fell-for-ward, clasped my horse about the neck, and scarcely realized what was passing. My horse followed the troopers moving away in small squads through the dense smoke, and somewhere near where Captain Nolan's body lay the animal fell dead. I hobbled back to cur glace of starting. At the roll call, out of 673 men only 195 were left alive, and many were wounded go badly that tbey died afterward."—Denver Cor. New York Sun.

FRENCH INCIVILITY.

An English Lady's Sweeping Chaarga Against Gallic Maimers. French politeness, as we all know, bas passed into a proverb. Yet, likB many snotber proverb, it can only be accounted true in a rare and limited sense. When traveling in France, one is etruok by the extreme rudeness of one's follow travelers, who lose no time in making you as uncomfortable as poesible, white it never occurs to any man to open the eioeedimgiy awkward dooss of a railroad carriage or to assist a lady in getting in and out. On one occasion I passed the Maison de Seeours for cyclists, a ad asked the man In chacge kindly to pump np one of ray wheels, as I bad no pump with me. He prompKly'declined on the setae that I bad bo card of the touring dub with me. in what desolate country lane of Hngland, had one appealed t« the veriest scorcher, would suA a request have been bluffly and rudely refused?

The fact Is that true politeness, the kindly feeling of man to man, or mas t® woman, is far more developed in the Bagfisb lower classes than it is among tbe«oca]led Gallia popo^atiop, Sfee. raaagKEsqf Pa

cials faarre jwrtibly detefckreated since the Advent of Che wpabfiwand any actual courtesy towasd woman*tooiMist» only {ft words and the entirely n»*ningl«8s fashion of lifting tbetbat. A .Frenchman will always posh awNiiuuiMud above past a Woman, foroing'iber• off 0m pavement and into the gutter, ,be willJ stare her out of countenance, an# fdkinku the street te her anxwysawiart WisMfltate, but he will rarely extend aJwlppy band or take bar nnder bis manly andtmtutansM protection. When ma jsimdhmn the admirable conduct of tin JBritMb erowd in the streets en the BUKiofjtfattiOamiratlons in honor of the j^jUise, one cannot)but feci proud of oca's countrymen's manners, from the Ufbdt'toAthe Iwywt. Politeness without pvotestatteKanight be their' motto.

Tho pecattavftfes »tf .Fiwneh aud,English people also. exhibits themselves* in other ways. For tinstaiM*, a»Freoclv ebamberlaiA once Jratacxa edfmo that abe1preferred her English guarte, cause they hovel

j? Itqueried. "Behabits, "^she replied.

'Habits they bam,£raeb as dally baths, open windows aad ptroWdsnoe of hot water, but once youflifciewftheseVhabits they are every dayithe sssaae. Th^ytearely ever ring the bell, exceptl atfstaMUtimes, and you easily learn how)to /serye tbein. Now, the Frenoh visitors never/like the same things two days running. Today they are too hot, tomorroicv tocy cold today they sleep propped up• with I pillows^ tomorrow tbey like their heels higher than their beads, and so tboyiareidifiBoult.iaapricious, changeable andthaixitto please. '*—London GHaphio.

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-"^His .PolJUoaXlCaareer.

"Yes, I held a'pobikttof&oe onoe," said tbejn«n iifthe maok&gtosb as ha, proceeded to llghtJa djgar, .aorimtho otberfhastened to get to *r}ndWardiof$Mm. V'Bave a dobtractlfdrsweeping it out?" queried th^ man wHfejthe green^goggles. "Somebody die anil will itt to you?" fegked vthe Man who^had his-Jfeet on the t»blfe. •"You have never^been in, public life, either of you," he retorted. "That's all that oil* yon fellows, I,don't mind saying either that my experience as an officeholder was not a pleasftnt*one. I was nominated at a townflbipioonpention against my will far the office ofi town clerk. I protested, bnt it didn't/ do any good. Boioe of the boys bad pntfnp a job on me, and they-xudhed the tbirg through'with a whoop. I was not only^nomftnatedifor the office, bnt I was elected. It^s one.of those little jobs, y^u know, that* are a»whole lot of trouble and mighty *little /profit. I served the term out but- It-wasVreally an injury to me. It tookJmotawayJfrom my business. It made|all{sortsalf bother, and I was glad enough to'lay ittdown at the «ad of the term." "What did fee offioejpay?" ttpsniwd the man with the w&te spot in hit^mnstaohe. "It wm worth $80A\a year."'• "®ben wbat'aire you^kioking) about?" "It was xwally*vw»FfaM$8e0 a p*ar, I say, but the actual. salary,•all fees included, was only $40. That's wbese the injury oame in. Aa»d "tbe people ofllhe township added iastdtoto tlie in jury." "Bow?" "Tbey sal&tbe «alary*w»s 'more than I waa worth."

And tbe^naan incite macfclntoBh relighted his cigar, ^smoked on in silence, and the others got stili farther to windward of liim.—'Chicago 'Tribune.

HowtSaetar* Boikb Rockeries. The faottiA, the roefoery, to boa success, •must be«n-eeoiuttoa instead of a creation. Attempt to oonstraot one after any set plan and you are sure toifail with It. The most satisfp^tory one I-ever saw v^apo^i that made Htself, so to speatk. Thtof which it*was couajiosednrct'i hauler winter and dumped down oarsuess] 7 i-'»» great heap. In spring tboowrner lool them over ard came to'theioonclusion that it would be impossible for hun to arrange them in a more picturesque' manner, and ha bad tbe good sense not to .attempt it. He worked earth in beiwwen them and planted wild vines and feros1 there, and his rockery was a success. If possible, a rockery should be located'in a secluded portion of thesgrounda.

Rookeries as nature makes them are generally in seoluded nookd, where all kinds of wUdfrfchings feel at homo, and we should try to carry out as completely as possible the idea of the wildnaBs whioh prevails in nature's bauats—to domesticate wildness, so to speak. Thisioannot be done satisfactorily where tbe grounds are close to the street. If the grounds are too small to aUow you to give the rockery a place at sometdistancefrom theShouse, and you feel tba: you must have one, plant trees or shrubs so.as to give it an air of partial seelnsiao at least.—Eben £. Rexford ih Ladies''Berne Journal.

Where Harvard Students Come From. In the academio department ef Harvard there axe nowadays nearly 1,880 young men. Rather more than baif of them come from places so near Gambridge that tb^rcan spend their Sundays at home. Pretty nearly half come from Boston and the towns and oitiesimmediately tributary to it. Six or seven hundred oome from outside of New England, and of these about ISO or 75 oome from New York and its suburbs. New England, outside of eastern Massachusetts, sends the rest.— Edward S. Martin in Scribuer's.

Home Life of Emperor William. Like Frederick tha Great, William II likes good coinpany at table. So there are always several guests at the 6 o'clock dinner—as at tie supper that follows at 9— who are welcomed by him with a hearty shake of tbe hand. Tbe meal generally consists «f but few courses but, however cmjtH the company, the table is always laid with costly plate apd the choicest flowers. 0f tbe latter tbe emperor is particularly fand. It ki at these small gatherings, alter Which oigars and Munich beer are handed round, that besbaws himself most unconstrained. Almost every department of public life is freely bandied on these occasions, and the emperor encourages his guests, wbo are often scholars and artiste, to speak freely. It frequently happens at snob times tSat opinions differ to an extent unbefitting such a place. But the emperor knows bow to interpose in a conciliatory way or tQ put an end to the war of words by a sharp speech.—Paul Liadenberg in Jorum.

A Pet Squirrel's ITood.

Dr. Emily Q. Hunt,ir, St Nicholas, describes "A White Bed Squirael" that is a pet of some New Jersey ^frls. Br. Hunt says: Beads has his own notions about his food. Be makes but one meal a day, eating v«ry heartHy of corn, taking the sweet kernels on$y and throwing the rest away. He always keeps a nut or two soaking in hia wator cup to soften and to save his teeth. He hides most erf his store in his bed, alwayaeating the nuts that have been hi the water. Others he loves to bide all over the room, whence they come rolling down one at unexpected moments.

He was presented with a big box of woods earth to dig in. In this he loves te hide a nut. Then he will begin his usaal scratching, gradually clearingi-all away but just a column where his treasure is. as he supposes, hidden.

Uncooked liice For the Complexion. The wholesale eating of uncooked rice, whioh Is supposed to inauie a good coaapUrri«i| to be the last idea auteng fashiepahle 'wemep. These unfortunate indivftasfe, tt6We«fer, TjaaW

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A BACK BAffiliEr

The Biglows and tbe Browns were wealthy Bostontans, living side by side on a fashionable street in the Back Bay. The Biglows Had lived in their beautiful home ever sIbm their only daughter, Grace, who was now a very charming youag lady, was a wee, little girl, but the Browns were comparatively "new people" in the neighborhood.

Mr. Brown, who was a brewer and possessed of a tremendous fortune, had found when his only daughter, Bella, had become a young lady that they must move. The, quiet, respectable boose in the suburbs which had always been good enough for him was not good enough for bis daughter. So they journeyed Back Bay ward, and thus it happened that the Biglows and Browns lived side by Side. Their houses were much alike, but it must be confessed their daughters were very unlike.

Grace Biglow was as sweet and lovely a girl as one would wish to see. She had not the least trace of affectation in her man ner, but instead a savoir faire WJiicb was remarkable in one so young, and whiph Bella Brown tried in vain to imitate.

It is said that ija Boston one must possess the three R's to enter society, and if Bella, in her ardent desire to enter society, bad mistaken the letter for a B, certainly the Brewns were well equipped for social functions, where the hostess issues "800 cards"to the elite "400 people."

Bella hated Grace Biglow, and she could not help it. They had both attended the same fashionable school, and, as it happened, the previous .Tune both girls had gone over to Harvard "class day" to attend a spread given by Jack Hoilister. a very handsome, popular senior, and both girls had fallen desperately in love with him. Since then he had been a frequant visitor at both bouses, but he really eeemod to prefer Grace, in spite of all Bella twuld do or say. In vain she wore her handsomest gowns and drove the "smartest turnout" on the boulevard. It was terribly aggravating to her. And she knetV it was Grace's fault. If the Biglows would only move away, or fall! How Bella did wish that tbey might fail! Mr. Biglow was a banker, and Bella knew that even banking was not so sure as brewing. So she waited.

One bright morning in February Bella dashed into her mother's room, almost breathless with excitement, and there was a ring of joyful satisfaction in her voice as she cried: "Oh, ma, the Biglows have really failed 1 I have just seen their housemaid, and she said all the servants would have to go, and Mr. and Mrs. Biglow feave already left.the city. And Ma Brown, what do you think Grace is going to do? Go out to Roxbury and do housework and learn to oook! I guess she won't expect to marry Jack Hollister now! Learning to pook!" sneered Bella, and then she began to laugh. "I am glad," she continued, "that I did not mail those invitations to my party last night, for I had one addressed to her. I guess the only daughter of a millionaire need not invite paupers to her party. I never did like her anyway, even a little bit! It is a wonder they have kept dp so long. Learning to oook! Well, I guess she is as well fitted for that as anything." Then Bella began to plan for her party. Finally she had completed her list, and she 6aid to her mother: "Manama, dear, you will let me wear your diamond .ceoklace to the party, won't you? I do so (want Jack Hollister to know we have things worth having!"

In two or three days it w^s oil over the town that tho Biglows had failed, and, of course, as it was intended it should, it reached the ears of the young man who wag, really in love with sweet Grace Biglew!

When he heard that Grace had gone out ito Roxbury to do housework, he said: "She is a brave, little girl, and I love her more than ©verl The housework will not hurt her. My mother can do housework and cook, and what a grand, noble woman my dear mother is. I will hunt the little cook up!"

The evening of tb»party came, and Bella was very happy, as she stood with her. mother in the large drawing room against a background of beautiful potted plants and stately ferns, gorgeously dressed and radiant with her mother's diamonds. Her heart rose and fell as each different black ooat oame into her presence, and yet tbe one for whom she had gone to all this expense and trouble did not come. Where was he?

He bad gone out to Roxbury and found the little tottoge where Grace Biglow was staying with her annt. He found Grace in the kitchen getting supper, and a prettier sight he bad never seen. Tbew was the aristocratic Miss Biglow, with the sleeves of her pretty gown tucked up, showing ker xonnd, beautiful,arms and heer hands in a pan of flour, making hisouits for tea, "all alone," while beside her eat the dearest old lady, whom she introduced to him as "my aunt." "How do you do, Mr. Hollister?" Grace •aid, with a roguish twinkle in bar lovely eyes. "As yon arekind enougb to come out here to see me, I am going to snk you to remain to tea—that is," she continued, "if you will ait here and talk to me while finish the sapper." Siie concluded by saying, "You see, auntie's kitchen is not like tbe ones in the big, fashionable bouses, and we really enjoy sitting out here."

At last tea was.ready, and Jqek Hollister oat down with'Qrace and beraunt and enjoyed the best cooked supper he had had for a long time. He deaided right then and there that tbis'was the girl for him. So, after supper wast over and auntie had gone up stairs and Margaret, the only servant, was washing the dishes, Jack and Grace went into the parlor, and the youag man went straight to the point and tackled the business he had ob his mind and asked her to marry, him. As it did not take Rebecca long to make up her mind in the ancient, primitive times to consent to be the wife ef Isaac because she loved him, so it was bere.

When Jack said, "I love you all the better, my darling, now you are poor," she emiled and answered him thus: "Ah, you, too, have heard that ridiculous story, which I am suro originated with Bolla

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Mr F. P. Birr, Chief aaelstant in «ho city department of tho wholesale house of Morrltwon, Flummer & Co., Chtoago, nays: "I h*d a serious attack of dyspepsia and stomach trouble, aooomjpaniea by severe p«Un end nausea after eating. Pro"1 tklP other cooopllcaUons arose which made my life a ^uraec. Muxnarous reme3i«6 •were prescribed by v^atlous doctors, none -Kf -WMh permanent rfc!i£* Finally h^Bneed to try Munvon'9 Dv»pepe)a Cure, knowing tSiat thousands of vlats of St were being sold, and baarinisf of auraeroaM euros of my friendE. After ualntr two email vlaia and ons special I Wfc.3 completely cured. have not had the eUfhtest recurrence einoe. Munyon's Rewrites have all the merit claimed for tnew.."

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'Brown. Papa bas pot failed. Ho has iakeu' mamma to St. Augustine, and es I did not care to go south again I came out hero to stay with auntie, who has kindly volunteered to teach me how to cook, for auntie believes a girl's education is sadly neglected if she cannot cook for her own table. How well I am progressing you have had a ohancs to see."

Bella Brown was greatly shooked wben April oame to soe the Biglow houseopened and the family return with more servants than ever.

In early June she received a cayd that made hor very angry and caused her many I 4ea*rs. It was an invitation to a wedding At high noon. Sho decoded to attend it, (however, for, as she told her mother, "it was one of those swell affairs that one cexld not afford to xaiss. "—Boston Post.

The Guns We™ Fired.

Tho late Congressman Holm an somtf years ago was chuitman, of a ccmafjfiSee ta investigate alleged Indian abuses. In .ishS course of its journeyings the comraJttod visited Reno. Colonel E. Y. Sumner ci the Fifth cavalry was in command of tb4 fort, and as the distinguished party entered tbe inokwure he crused a salute to A be fired. The cannon reased, and tberowast' a great demonstration. When the ealone! came forward to greet tbe "visitors, Jndgs Holman said: "Colonel, What is all thai oannonadlng for? What's tha occasion it?" "It is a salute in honor of you gentlemen," explained ColomeLS«Hiner. "Then stop it stop it right off. It is a useless* waste of public money, sir, and I cannot permit it," said the great objector, with alar^i depicted on his countenance. "Sorry, Mr. Holman," said the colonel, greatly taken aback, "but those guns hav« got to be fijed off. The regulations require it." The judge grumbled, and declared tha£ it was a scandalous sbame^ fca burn up public funds that way.—-New York Tribune.

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Mr. Booce—I saw a wan get run ovft by the trolley this afternoon, and I heard later that his leg had to be taken off at tbe knee. Isn't it awful?

Mrs. Booce—Yes, I am sorry for tb« poor man, bat if he happens to havo a wife she can keep him at home nights now by hiding his wooden leg.—Cincinnati Enquirer.

Cariebrooke oastle, where Charles I watf kept a prisoner, is to be turned teto a museum of coriesities and antiquities connected with the isle of Wight.

A now hypnotic has probably been found in the Jamaica dogwood. The fluid •xtraoc has been found officacious in dentistry.

The African Lakes company bas become so careful that it compels its agents to pay for their own funeral expenses. So manv agents died that an order was actually issued compelling tbe agents to die at their own expense. For a long while the company enjoyed a monopoly of trade.

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