Bloomington Telephone, Volume 11, Number 21, Bloomington, Monroe County, 20 September 1887 — Page 2

Bloomington Telephone BLOOMINGTON. INDIANA. WALTER S BRADFUTE, - - PuBiJSHKa

A negro cook on board of a Scotch schooner is the author of a novel way of killing a shark. He heated a firebrick red hot, wrapped it up in a greasy doth and tbrew it overboard, when the voiacious shark darted after it and swallowed it The shark's fury was soon subdued, and he floated to the eurfacedead.

In the year 1886 there were 697213, OOO passengers carried on the railroads of Great Britain, having 19,354 miles open f or traffic. There was also transported over these roads 257,289,000 tons ot freight The capital involved is placed at 321,000,000 or Ur 105,000,030, and an average dividend of ii per cent was declared. On Mrs. K P. Buckingham's ranch, Iiagoon Valley, CaL, is a monster fig tree, around which staging thirty feet high has been erected so as to gather fruit, the yield from which is often a ton. The tree is about 24 years old, and we presume was planted by Deme-

tria Pena. Five feet from the ground it measures 115 inches in circumference. A large number of Bio coffee planters are acquiring plantations in the new ooffee districts of Sao Paulo in Brazil. This indicates not only an early collapse of coffee production in the province of Rio de Janeiro, where the production depends largely upon slave la bor, but a large increase in the production of Sao Paulo, where free labor lias secured a footing and where the plow and cultivator can be used. Salmon are becoming very scarce in the upper Rhine, Though-vast numbers of the fish go down the river to the sea, only a small portion ever return again, for the Patch fishermen intercept the salmon on their way back by a moss ingenious and complete system of nats. Lately the Dutch caught over 12,000 salmon in a week, so that the German and Swiss fishermen higher up the river complain bitterly. Prince Bismarck has been writing

good advice in an English "Mees's" album. The young lady petitioned the Prince pathetically for his autograph, declaring that a few lines of his handwriting would make her happy for life. So the Chancellor wrote on the front page of the book: "Beware, my child, of building castles in the air, for they are buildings which we erect so easily, yet they are the most difficult to demolish." Extensive wedding trousseaus are not really necessary when the course of true love get a regular glacial headway. A Stockton, CaL, farmer grabbed his pretty sweetheart from her wash-tub, smuggled her into a carriage, and drove madly to a justice of tha peace. Relatives pursued, and the fugitives knocked down an innocent party on the way, but, just the same, Mary stood up before the justice in her wash-dress and took John for all there was to him.

Professor Nicholas Crocch, of Baltimore, is now in his 87th year, while his fourth wife, to whom he was married years ago, is forty-five years his Junior. Although he has written a large number of ballads, he is known to fame principally as the author of 41 Kathleen Mavourneen." Besides "Kathleen," the child of his brain, this Eiigliah musician is the father of twenty-seven children, one of whom -was the Cora Pearl who died in Paris not long since. Colobow, the Ute Chief who is making the disturbance in Colorado, is an enormous old savage weighing 300 pounds. He is what is known in baseball slang as "a kicker." He has never been satisfied with the Government, and has been more or less rebellious all Jus life. He used to visit Denver very often, and on one occasion went to Gov. McCook's office and became rather ineolent Goy. McCook kicked Colorow -out of his 6ffice and down a flight of stairs into the street

Near Charlottesville, Texas, lives a lady who has a mortal dread of snakes. She read once that reptiles always wrap the tip of their tail around some object when it is going to strike to give itself leverage. One evening recently after retiring she aroused the other inmates of the house by her piercing shrieks and informed them that a snake was in her bed She said that in passing her hand over the bed a anake had wound its tail around her finger and was about to strike her. The family brought a light and found the lady in a faint, with her finger inparted in the ling of a buttonhook. Glass eyes to the number of 2,000,K)0 are made in Germany and Switzerland every year, and 300,000 of them are manufactured annually by one Prench house alone. The pupil is made of colored glass, and sometimes red lines are painted on the inner surface to simulate the veins. The largest number of these eyes are bought by laborers who are exposed to fire, and are consequently liable to lose an eye. The expression of the eyes is almost -solely dve to the movements of the upper eyelids, and this is the reason

why one may see a man with a glasseye a hundred times before his infirmity is discovered.

Isaiah V. Williamson is considered

I the richest man in Philadelphia. He

is said to be worth $20,000,000, all of which he made himself. He is an old bachelor, and the word "old" is used advisedly, for he has passed his 85th birthday. He lias been very charitable since ho grew wealthy, and has been known to give away $500,000 in a year. He has of late grown very weak, and his lease of life approaches its limit. He has never been addicted to display, and has lived in a quiet and unostentatious manner.

UNSTRUNG.

BY PETER GATIDNER. Mourafnl throbbed tho troubled dram. Wild tho wailing bnplo blow, bhrill with sorrow shrieked the flf, And thrilled and thrilled n through and through. My heart, my heart, mv heart wai B&4, To leave, to lose my soldier lad. Banners o'eruB rustling Bpread, Filled my breast with fluttering paiu ; Dread, dread, dread," snid tho ei;oady tread, The dead shall they return agum!'" My heart, my heart, my heart was sad, To leave, to lose my soldier lad.

from his parent, and settled down in rao looking seacards. Left alone the little houBO by the seashore proa- Milly suflered from the reaction which

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A Philadelphia collector baa adopted an ingenious device for bringing delinquent debtors to terms. He makes his visits to them in a carriage on which is painted in bold letters : "Installment Collector of Unpaid Bills. " The Press says he stopped the other day at au uptown house and rang the belL The woman who came to the door shook her head, indicating that she was not prepared to settle her bill. "Well," said he, "I'll have to drive around again." Womanlike, she looked after him as he was departing, and her eyes fell on the carriage with its give-away inscription. Her face paled with indignation, and

Glittering e'er each shuddering pi 11 mo, Glared a ghastly spire of stool ; Swooned my soul ana shunned in gloom The woe the worst that lovo can feelTo part, to part O death to bliss 1 To leave, to lose the clinging kiss. When I woke to life, to light, Tears, not mine, were on my fao9, Lost, I lopt, enclasped iu night, My lover and love's last embrace. My heart can e'er my heart he glad? He fought, bo fell, my soldier Jad I

self and Milly by the efforts of his

genius. O . . I '1 I 1 L - 1 .

I foe tune our utile une commences he has lived at Tremawtha for six years, and there M illy has blossomed from a bright child into a lovely girl, and now, at nineteen, is the light and comfort of the little household. A faithful old servant, who has lived with Brancepeth ever since his imar-

riage, js iuo umy uiuor teuauc ui wui little cottage, and the two women de

vote their energies to the securing of

hours

m after such brurhf

a3 Bll S h Ail hn on rino.i'rwr on)

three days after Norbert's departure she felt as neariv despondent as it wiu

in her nature to be. The rain, which had kept off so wonderfully, wo,h pouring in torrents; her father ktid looking more than usually dntMy, and when she took his dreaillStfowl mend it, a sheaf of unpaid bills fell from one of its poefcots. Norbert would not come aaia for. 'three months, which

made thejtfinediate future dreary, and for tit$gl$'epnt there were the troubles

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comfort for, and the keeping in a tole r of jjrmpty larder end a scanty wardablv straight road of, their common .j0' Wltk sma11 prospect of replenishantra irAnionnfli Ttvon t aniitnent for either. Millv set Norbert's

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" MILLY' DOWRY."

BY THE AUTHOR OF "A POINT OF HONOR,

ETC., KTC.

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un, inats nne, eiacKi nave yo

caught him? How big is he? Her

six-pence for yourself, and a sliillin

for the fish, lake him up quickly Bridget, and be off to your mother! Then nodding and smiling with vaj approval, Milly Ryan tripped down j the eea, whence a successful fisherm; had just extracted a bream of very d cent size, .by dint of balancing himsc YVAr f.Vo a( era nf a. Im cm rrinh- nrifli

she could hardly suppress her wrath as primitive fishing-rod in his hand f she beckoned the collector to come ( Lours. back. He returned, and she evidently j Milly was delighted, and as s settled her account, for he erased some- ; valked up and down on the firm sai thing from a small book he held in his ' ot he little cove, she looked as hap nnA - - , and contented as if materials ior tj hand and an expression of content- dail dinner veM al ment played over his face as he jumped hand, instead of "having to be gather into his carriage and drove off. The , from the four corners of the eerth,"

house door closed with a bang.

Buffalo Bill's rib roast appears to have successfully hit the British appetite for a good dinner. So agreeable was the repast that an eminent English legislator Justin McCarthy gave it as his opinion after tasting the toothsome beef that "civilization was a wellintended mistake." The ribs were cooked in the Indian fashion perhaps old plainsmen may certify to it The

she sometimes expressed it.

Milly has her troubles, and to h they are neither few nor light; but t day the burden of them is lif :ed, an with perfect health, good looks, and. clear conscience, she is, as she appea to be, a girl to be envied. Ha 3 he n just seen on its road to the pot a tii which will fill out excellently t'ae ot erwise scanty menu? And is not Xc bort Leight come down to her for thrt whole unexpected days? What mo. can the heart of girl desire, and ti weather perfect this September, to

method was to dig a hole in the ground Milly is tall, end carries her love

and build a good wood fire in it; over the fire a tripod of poles from which the side of beef the ribs hung in good roasting distance. A scout moved

neaa m siateiy xasnion ; ner grny ey? are clear and bright, her brilliant, ; somewhat brown, complexion shows the whiteness o: her pearly teeth, j every now and then she laugh 9 in ti

it about over the fire for three-quarters gladness of her heart Sho walks wil of an hour until it was thoroughly . the easy grace of a girl who h:is sper donA. Tho hill nf fft TmvidA hv -the greater part of her days in the opt

T-,,ffi ran rtrtrtn: air, and to whom it is all one whet It Uunalo iul on the interesting occasion i iA . ( the road she travels is up or clown l when the rib roast was first introduced ghftrp hill or straight along the level: was as follows : Grub stake, salmon; j Ever and anon she glances at to ribs of beef, Indian style, roast beef, 1 rocky path down which she cams a fr roast mutton, ham, tongue; stewed minutes ago, and presently her espeachicken, lobster salad; American horn- tion is fulfilled, and sho sees Norbrt , -i, L . , Leigh descending. A handsome youg my and milk ; corn potatoes ; cocoanut f ellWf fltt m tch in looks f()r fl pie, apple pie, Wild West pudding; he has dark hair cut closely round h American popcorn, peanuts. If Bill well-shaped head, a pair of dark broxi could have provided erreen corn, roast- eyes, a merry smile, and he stands ss

ing ears, his feast would have lingered longer in the memory of his distinguished noble and parliamentary guests.

feet two in his stockings. "Well, Norbert, you won't starve tc day!" says Milly merrily. "Jack ho caught a sweet fish." "That's well, Milly," he returns; won't have hunger on our mix ds thi

It may not be generally known that ; time ftnyhow w

lmmecuateiy soutu oi a)isas ana uoio- ( "Where's father?" was her aaerv.

"Oh! he has just thought of i splei did setting for the scene of tho me&

rado, north of Texas and bounded by the Indian Territory on the east and

New Mexico on the west, is a body of 8 ot Brian Boru and the OTknn, aii

land containing 5,701 square miles, known as "No Man?s Land," "the public land strip," or "Neutral Strip."

This strip being in no State or Terri

fic went off to the studv to write t

down at once," was his reply. "Dear, dear! Was it very bad, No bert?" said the girl.

"About the same as usual," answeret

tory, has no government, neither law ! be; "it began

nor courts, except such as those who ' bolts from heaven strike a lurid Same . ' , . ; From out Millorna a cavern & depths ot shadelive upon it have improvised. Why T , ,A , , 1 .... - , J : I don't remember any more." such a fertile domain has been over- j Noneed! it is all alike. Oh, No looked or suffered to remain in an alien bert! it reminds me so of TLe suns condition it would be difficult to divine. perpendicular height illumined tfe The land is said to be as fertile as the depths of the sea! I wish, I d.o wisl, best in Kansas. The climate is pro- ; Iould think father was a poot," sb nounced superb, and the products have ' iS? t Xw v . , A, . : he was; you do:at, ao you, dear? sib a wide ranee, includincr evervthino i.rn

w c thUUUU WJDHUlXjr, from corn to cotton. This "No Man's j He laughed out a merry ripplir Land" is well watered, the streams are : laugh, with no malice in it, imd sb numerous, beautiful, and clear. Towns i johied him.

"i?aiin, no, jae saia; jl can e coisider he's touched with the fire of geiius, dear, but what does it matter? lie is happy enough with his rhvmes, " "Indeed, that's true." said Mill;; "but it is all no good, and it seems suii a waste of time and energy, and I should be so glad if he would not recite so much. When the Vicar wis here last week lie had to listen to tie

of that dreadful piec begii-

Ijave already been laid out, and the following are named: Beaver, Benton, Alpine, Clear Lake, Bothwell, Boyd, Grand Valley, Fulton Springs, Neutral City, Eagle City, Hardesty, Optima, and Mineral City. The arable are; of this strip, is sufficient for more than 20,000 farms of 160 each. It has

a larger area than either Rhode Island, j whole

Delaware, or Connecticut has more i ning

farming land, and can support a larger population than the States named all combined. A movement is on foot to open the "neutral stripw to settlement, and a bill to that effect will be introduced into Congress at its next session.

"Ah, yes!" said Norbert. "I knov; it reminds me of 'How the wat rs cone down at Lodpre, Never mind herd's triA boat Hold on. TUillv off wa cm)"

Her Faith was Solid. And in three minutes the happy pair

The train side-tracked between Ver- ! were on the sunlit sea. and awav into

bena and Montgomery for another to , the blissful country of young, loving, pass, and some of us got off, and went over ; trusting hearts, where hope paints tie to where an old negro woman was fish- future in colors of rose and azi:.re, and ing in a mud hole. It was that and no where the world's people are all trie

more nor Jess, in minding nne rauroaa i women ana brave men.

Where the f aaming torrent da ihoa, "Where tbe rushing -water splat hoa, O'er the giant rocks "Where the lightuing madly flaf hesf While tbe storm-wind wildly crashes, Hurling staoes and stocks "

a lot of dirt had been removed and the recent rains had filled it with brickcolored water. Everybody laughed at the idea of her fishing in that spot, and the colonel approached her and said : "What are you fishing for, auntie?" "Fur fish, sah," she replied; as she gave the pole a jerk. "But you don't expect to find fish in there, do vou?w "Doan II 'Deed but I does! Doan

Brancepeth Ryan, Milly's father, ras a good-natured, inpractical, egotistical Irishman. The youngest son of a mm with a large family and a small rentroll, he had, unfortunately, become possessed of the idea that he wis a born poet, and the time that he should have devoted to discovering for himself a means of livelihood, he wasted i:ai3tringing together rhymes, which ho would roll forth in a rich voice, and with a

had received their little income infcEt it would have seemed a fortune thor and Bridget, and they woui have worked wonders with it; butla&! the fingers of the master let vy fow coins slip through them for tl expenses of his household, and yen the monoy came it was often fctftid that the greater part of it must go in paying for books ordered, or a publisher's bill of an urgent nature, as the poet could not always resist the temptation of seeing himself in print, even though his were the only eyes that should scan the pages. Norbert Leigh was a distant cousin, of Milly's mother, and, being an orphan, had spent his holidays ever since he could remember with the Ryan family, either in Ireland or Cornwall; and his boyish affection for Milly has ripened into deep love for the brave, beautiful., patient girl, who enjoys so few of girlhood's pleasures, and devotes herself so uncomplainingly to the cares of father &nd household. He is an artist a painstaking one, who does not expect to scale the heights of success at a couple of bounds; and although he and Milly have been engaged for two years, their marriage is a vision for the dim future, and they have to content themselves with the present, and encourage each other to fight the battle of hie, with hope and trust for safe allies. The lovely September day wanes, and at 6 o clock tho pair return to the cottage, where, thanks to Bridget's exertions, a presentable meal awaits them. A figure in a shabby dressing-gown, and with a short pipe iu his month, stands on the threshold, and it needs all Milly's coaxing to persuade her father to doff the garment and pui; on his coat. "Sure find Norbert doesn't mind, you spalpeen ! Why do you plague me with your fancies?" is his remonstrance. However, he does appear in better raiment, and with laughter and jest the dinaerhour passes. They adjourn to the little platform in front of the house for a smoke, and in the soft twilight tho young people are touched into silence by the beauty of the scene. The "Eyrie" is placed iu a small hollow in the cliff' at the right-hand side of the little cove of Tremawtlia, and in front of them spreads the Atlantic, swelling in long waves, and dashing in foam on the fantastic rocks rierht and left of

them, while tho departed sun leaves a radiance of red purple on cloud and sea, and the great rocks and cliffs stand out sharply against the det.cate blue and green and gray of the eastern sky. A night for an artist! And Norbert, fresh f:r om the atmosphere o I his London studio, enjoys it to the full. Brancepeth cannot miss the opportunity, and in sonorous tones begim. one of Ids smaller "pomes," which he declares Norbert has not heard, and the cadences of his "crash" and "dash" and "smart" and "part," and "wild" and "child," make an accompaniment 1o the dreams of the youth and the maiden, who have heard the same thing so often, and who know that little reply or comment is needed. Presently Milly says she has work to finish, and goes in-cloors, followed of course by Norbert, "Why, how quaint!" he exclaims, as he takes up a large piece of olive-colored cloth, on which are outlined grotesque figures. There is a boy balanced on a pole placed across two forms, and with a large tub of water beneath him; he is trying to light a taner at the end of the pole, from a

lighted one he carries in his hand. The whole is done with great spirit 4 'What is it for, Milly?"

4It is one of a set of panels I am

working, for Lady Cynthia March's morning-room a series of old English

sports end customs, replied Milly; it

is such amusing work, and it is so good

of her to give me the order."

"It 18 verv clever, ' said Norbert;

"but hew did you get the copy?"

"I dre w it from this, " answered

Milly. "I have done several," and she handed him a book in a heavy binding of dark green leather, with furious sil

ver clasos and corners. It was called

"Ye Boke of Sports," and was dated 1493, It was in perfect condition, not a shred of its black-letter pagss de

stroyed, and none of it damaged, ex

cept by tne mscoiorution oi me paper

incidental to its age.

"Why, Millv, I am sure this is very

valuable ; and how funny the pictures

are !" said Norbert "I should so much

like to copy some of them; this one of the game of 'Pale Mailio woald be

such a help to me. I want figures like

that for my painting of 'Not always Victor;' thev would come in so beauti

fully in the Pleasaunce. Can you lend it to me?"

"Certainly" was Milly's e.nswor;

"there are some more books up- stairs, n

she added.

"More! Are they yours?" he asked. "Yes, she replied; "my godfather,

Piers Hylton, left me a quantity of books chiefly about sporte ar.d pas

times; but there are also afew illuminated service-books, which I think

lovelv. Father has never cared to look

de Lawd say dar shall be fish in de decided Irish accent, for the benefit of waters and birds in de air, an' d'ye ; anv unwarv listener, and then commit

'spose Ize gwine back on de Lawd at de

ago of 67 1" "But have you caught anv?" "No, sah." "Have you had a bite ?" "No, sah, but is I gwine to lay dat up agin de Lawd? No, sah ! He says dar shall be fish, and if Ize sich a fule dat I can't cotch 'em, dat's my own fault.

Git away, white man, till I see what's a

clawin at Press,

j to paper, and forward to any ar d every

publisher whose name and address he could learn, nothing daunted by the fact that they "enjoyed a largo circulation in manuscript," and nothing more. He married a lady whose poesessions were a little cottage in Cornwall and

about three thousand pounds in the

Funds, and after her death, and that of

liin father, ha left Conntv Gal wot.

de hook!" Detroit Frea I where his precarious existence had beea

aided by an occaskial helping hp&d

photograph in front of her, and remembered how hard be worked, and determined that success must como to him soon; and turning her back on the window, with its outlook of seething ocean and drenched hillside, who set herself to darn and patch her father's favorite garment. Eleven o'clock struck, and soon Milly heard the voice of the postwoman in the kitchen; then Bridget appeared, bringing some letters. Milly picked out Norbert s handwriting immediately, and opening his envelope, read : "Deaiikst Miixy: -Yesterday, while I was copying figures from your oke of Sports,' Errmgton came in. He kuows a little of everything, and directly he sped it he ot.r:ried on in his uusnal fashion, declaring it was 'most distinctly pTvocious,' and v orth anylfhintf to a collector, &e. Ac, and he insisted on taking me to Trellis and Black, in Bond street 1o ask their opinion. I saw Mr. Hack himself, who vraa extremely kind, and riuch interested in my story; he told mo that r; was probably one of a small, but valuable, collection of JifSS. and Mack-letter books of f ports and o:f servicebooks (what a combination!) which belonged ta a Mr. Hylton, and which had been expected to como into the market, Hylton was tho nanio of your godfather, was it not? So if you would like to realize your dowry, tho books Trill sell easily; and I propose to come down at once with an expert, who will tell ue all about them. If you don't want us? telegraph to "Your loving Nobbebt. Milly was enchanted, and ran to tell her father, but he steadily refused to believe that the books were "worth the trouble and fuss," "If they were 'pomes,' now," he kept repeating, till his daughter conducted him to the study, lighted his pipe, and shut the door upon him, whde she made preparations for the reception of the two gentlemen, who arrived in the evening of the day following the receipt of the letter. A slim, elegant young man, with a budget of the latest London gossip on his tongue, and a fund of anecdote in his conversation, was the "expert who had come to examine "Milly's; dowry" quite a different being from the one she had expected, and a disappointment to the girl, who hoped for a grizzled, spectacled book-worm, whose opinion would be taken without question, "What can this popinjay know about books?" she thought. Dinner passed off pleasantly, and Milly's heart beat fast as Norbert pro

posed afterward that they should go and look at the books. Up-stairs to

the top of the house they were led by Bridget, who carried a lamp with great solemnity, and opened for them the door of a large low attic, containing the miscellaneous rubbish which is accumulated even by a small family. The old chest in which the books were stored had been pulled from their coruers, and Milly was amused at the change which came over Mr. Styles, the expert, as he opened them and stooped to examine their contents. The "society" look went from his face, and was replaced by the shrewd gaze of a man of businesss, as one after another he lifted the volumes, examined bindings, dates title-pages, and tailpieces, finally exclaiming, aI congratulate you, Misst Ryan ! We have been expecting the appearance of these books in the' auction-rooms. It is the most complete collection of old works on sports and pastimes known, and is enriched besides by a curious addition of books containing psalms, short prayers, and meditations all exquisite fourteenth-century manuscripts. One or two are specially valuable this, for instance," he said, taking up a little brown book with painted edges, "is illuminated with marginal grotesques and small pictures, and was given by its author, a monk of Tours, to Isabella of Bavaria, Queen of Charles the Sixth oi France. It is remarkable that you should not have gnessed their worth," he added, looking at Milly with astonishment, "They came here with no letter or explanation," answered Milly, "except a note from my godfather, with just the words, 'Milly's Dowry, with Piers Hylton's love,' in it; and my father was disappointed that the boxes contained neither plate nor jewelry. We have not connected the idea of books and money hitherto,"

she added comically, "so they were put up here, and it in only lately that I havelooked into them ; and ifc was quito an accident that Mr. Leigh saw one." "A very happy accident," said Mr. Rftrlao fta i.hoxr rlAacATulaf to the sit-

finrr-rnnm wcj have said, with the sal tire or white nng-room. . . ' i - a, aj i j

The sequel is soon told. Mr. btylea aiagonai cww w oi. auuw

and Norbet went through the books

Capturing ftrd fffffi s fitf' James Russell Lowc il, id - one of hi essays, tells of thejreftt spoil he had at ELwT'ood in fringing lo vn birds with an opra-glass. Professor Lowell prefoi red the opera-glass to ft gun because it did not hurt the birds and amused him a great deal more. A lady who passes the hours of a Jong convalescence in observing from her window those traitfs which nature reveals only to those wiio.watch it because fchey love it, and who has before favored the listener with her observations, sends the following account of her euccess in wapturing what she ct lis a feathered enigma. It will be noted that her method of capture closely I'esembles Professor Lowell's: I have captured him at last, the little tease, that for three summers or more has haunted the neighboring trees and tantalised me beyond measure by stubbornly refusing to reveal his identity. Day afiser day have I neglected my work, twkting my neck and straining ray eyes gazing tree-topward, and all in vain. I have conjectured l;o which family lie might belong, bnt I could determine nothing with certainty until now; He is a beautiful creature, about as long as the hair bird, but more slender, elegant and "natty" in figure, and vry graceful and sprightly in at. his motions. In color he seems t3 be of a nearly uniform olive above laid nearly white beneath, with the suspicion Of a bar upon his wings, and more than the suspicion of a white handover his eyes. He is incessantly busy in tho elms and in the ;ish across the way, ani he sings almost uninterruptedly frou. morning until night, even through thc heat of a midsummer noon. He and the wood pewee are the only August songters I know, and last year, after o ;her songsters had become silent, and my little friend himself had enjoyed a brief respite, he suddenly recoverec voice and ambition and sang as cheerily as ever for several days after the 10 sh of September. But I have not yet introduced my feathered enigmas by name. He is called the warbling virea Do you ' know him? I have been making my acquaintance bit by bit during tho three years, and to-day the final victory perched upon my banner, or to be more explicit, Mr. Vireo himsejf perched upon a branch of the cheny tree, in fall view, and sang to me. He is a confiding little fellow and plucky, too, bearing my scrutiny with perfect composure; and when materf amilias, on the trail of the buffalo bug, violently snapped blankets outside the window within a few yards oi the porch, he sang on as gaily as though the blanket performance was intended for his amusement solely. Pssibly he fancied it applause. The song of the vireo is strikingly like that of the purple finch ; it is briefer, less musical and less ecstatic than that oi the finch, for which it is often mistaken, but it is ver' sweet and clear. It is very interesting to compare the song of a bird in the air with with Wilson Flaggs representation of the same upor. the gamut, although it takes a keener ear than mine to detect the fine trilbi and demi-semi-quavers so frequently interspersed. The sprightly carol of tlois tiny vireo is caught very successfully, but his rendering into the words, "Brigadier, brigadier, brigadier, brigate," is not so happy. It is a brief and simple "braid of song," of very narrow compass, and what roost excites my surprise is the fact that it does not become monotonous through constant reiteration; on the contrary, after the fiftieth repetition, I find mvself eagerly awaiting the next, in a vain endeavor to divine its secret charm. The other day we heard three or four vireos singing together, but, in different parts of the measure. It was a genuine "round chorus and the effect was very cdd. Boston Transcript The Union Jack. The red cross of St, George was the national flag of England until the accession of James I. The combination of the crosses of St. Georgo and St. Andrew produced the first; union jack in 1606. It symbolized the union of England and Scotland- The second union jack, tho "meteor flag of England," was established by royal proclamation on the first of January, 1801, when Ireland became an -integral pkrt of the United Kingdom, her union with England and Scotland being symbolized by the insertion of St Patrick's Cross in the existing fiajj. Properly speaking, St Patrick's "Cross" is au incorrect statement The Irish Cross seems derived from Constantino's famous standard, the Labatum an em blem which the early Irish Christians seeni to have known arc! esteemed. Tho Fitzgeralds bore a red diagonal cross on a white ground from early times, and as early as 1719 this wcs spoken of as the flag of Ireland, It was sufficiently national to be regarded as such iu 1801, and was combined, as

again, and compared them wifcu a catalogue they found in one of the chests, then they conveyed them to London, where, as soon tts the bookhunting world could be made aware of their discovery, and curiosity sufficiently awakened by the history of their temporary seclusion, the collection was brought to the hammer, and realized a sum sufficient to prove a real dowry for the happy Milly, who speedily became the wife of Norbert Leigh. She kept the book that had first attracted the artist's attention, and made ornaments for the pretty hall of their house in Chelsea out of the old dower-chests which contained the

in the union. These two are counter

charged; the white, as represe nting the senior member, is uppermost in the first quarter; the red is edged with white as a iimbriation. This explains why the red cross of Ireland is narrower than the white cross of Scotland T.ae white border of St George's Cross has always been officially ordered to be one-third of the width of the cross itself; this border is not ir tended as a iimbriation ; it is really a wHute cross underlying a red cross one-filth of the width. It is strange to think that this "white border" of our present union jack is most probably a direct result of the battle of Aginconrt in 1415. This white cross was almost certainly the

riKm ;r;li;;Ld legacy. Brancepeth Ryan's fame is franc color -adopted into UagUs

Tvr. UvHnn aa nof Wva Tifl TYionfiv- he i still a thing of the future, and ho con- flag dur

Mr. Hvlton did not leave us monev: he

always promised me a dowry. Norbert scarcely heard her speech, so engrossed was. he with the book. It is lovely ! wonderful !" he kept exclaiming. And Milly was delighted at finding hersell: the possoasor of anything he liked so much. Two happy daya lied past, and Norbert returned to Xiondon. The weather had been perfeel;, and he and Milly had been walking or boating from morning till night, ttracepeth s rhymes filling up the moments when they sat, tired out with iheir rianbles, ou the little tei

ing the minority of Henry VL

' tinnes to walk up and down the little The term "jaok," applied zo tne nag, "Evrie " while the rest- considered by some to bo au abbrevia

Thaidi an accompaniment to tion of King James' signature, "Jac

the soulless rhj iiies he flings ou the air.

lint a more probable derivation is that

They are not the best students who nor was called a "jacque," atid this iu are most dependent on books. What the middle ages was usually omblaacan be t out of them is at best only ened before and behind with the re

material: a man must bmia nis nouse t cross ui ow euigw.

for himself. George McDonald.

Give every man thine ear, but few thy voice. Take each man's censure hut reserve thy judgment.

There are two titles in this county i;he Electoral Count ttnd fJir Phis. Several European raooarohios would like to have the latter