Bloomington Telephone, Volume 13, Number 32, Bloomington, Monroe County, 1 March 1889 — Page 2

DEATHLESS,

I.Y FT.l.j WOEEXtKB WttCOX. JThere lias in the center of each mnnM heiurt A lorgiug and love for tho good and pore, And if but an atom or larger part I tell you this shall endow, endure After the body has gone to day Xs, after the vorlU h paaseU auray. The longer I live, and the more I see Of the struggle of souls to vhe heights above, Tho stronger this truth comus home to me, That the universe rests on the shoulders of love: A love so limitless, deep, and broad That men have renamed it and called it God. And nothing that ever -was born or evolved, Nothing created by light 01 force. But deep in its system there lies dissolved A shining drop'from the great Love Source, A shining drop that shall live for aye, Tho' kingdom may pariah and stars may die

A WOMAN'S SCHEME. BY SIDNEY KNOX. "Louise, I don't see how I can endure this much longer; I can't sleep, I can't eat, and I have lost ten pouuds in the last month. I am so nervous that I jump at the least noise' The speaker sat at her desk in a dreary room in the third story of a dismal school-house in one of the worst wards of the city of Chicago. The person she addressed was her "chum," who came in to sympathise pending the "keeping in" of certain Pats md Tims who had been lighting on the playground during recess. 44 Well, Helen," said Louise in reply, "I know very well what vou ought to do, but the question is, how can it be done ?" 44 What is it?" said Helen rousing up from her listlessuess; "only tell me, and I will do anything." "Oh, don't fear any opposition tomy plans from you, but "from him" ' The emphasis on the pronoun masculine enlightened Helen as to Louise's meaning and brought a faint flush to her cheek. "You know I couldn't do anything so unwomanly as to even lint such a thing to Frank ; you know all his chivalrous 6cruples on that subject." aYes, I know he is as blind and unreasoning as most men are. While he is working to retrieve the past and make you a suitable home, you are killing"yourseU T overwork here, when you would be satisfied with him as he is, and with the little home he could now offer you said the practical Louise. "I think it very honorable and noble in Frank. You knew he had rather a fast career in the past, and he is now earnestly trying to retrieve it. He thinks hie is not half good eaough for me, and, besides, he lives in a dugout, and doesn't think I could stand it to live that way." "Well, couldn't you live in a dugout too for a Utile while, if need be? You surely think enough of your future husband to share a little discomfort with him," Louise replied, totally unimpressed by the sentimental side of Frank's conduct "Oh, ye3, replied Helen earnestly,

but be will not let me, and I would go

willingly anywhere with him."

"It seems to me, aid Louise, that

we have come back to the starting point.

You are killing yourself all on account of his mistaken ideas of the eternal fitness of things." aYou know, Louise, I can do nothing, as I have already said. "Oh, yes you can, you can kill yourself, and some more lucky wc nan can enjoy all those fine things Fran); is hoping to get for you some day." With this subtle appeal to the jealousy inherent in woman, when a lover or husband is concerned, Louise left the room, readied by the audible tittering of the late belligerents. Louise Strong and Helen Foster were teachers in the same school, and room-mates as well. Louise was of strong physique and equally strong mind and will, had perfect confidence in herself as to her ability to teach any school, and, as a conscience, was a successful teacher. Helen was of a highly nervous temperament, of little physical strength and overweening modesty, and not enough self-esteem to make a perfectly suocessfid teacher. Her success was more a matter of conscience than will. The strain of teach ing was so great that she wa almost o:i the verge of breaking down. The following Saturday the two friends were in their room. The forenoon hail been spent in ore of those dreary, tedious, time-was tic g teacher' meetings,and Helen had come home exhausted. She was lying on the bed

while Louise was sitting ner.r, mending I

stockings for herself and Helen. Women of Louise's typo are often veritable "ministering angels" to those of their own sex who are feebler in mind and body than they, while to men they bristle like a porcupine, and by them sure called " masculine" with a strong accent of contempt. Glancing up from her work, Louh e caid: "It's too bad, Nell, that you will not take my advice. You don't look fit to be in school another day. If ycu will be guided by me we will have the wedding next week. Next Thursday that's tlie very time. None of the othor teacher) need know, and if I fail they will be none the wiser." "You talk like an idiot,91 replied Helen irritably; "I told, you before I could do nothing." "But I told you I could. I don't want

you to do anything but put yourself in my hands,' as the politicians say.9 "One would think you could work miracles, to hear you." "I'm sure I could transform Helen Foster into Mrs. Frank Anderson by next Friday, if you call that a miracle . "How will you manage it?" askd Helen, roused to interest. "Fit get the bride's consent." "Well," said Helen expectantly, Do you give it?" quoth Louise. 0, Louise, why do you tease me 00? You know I'm not strong enough to endure it. and it makes me so cross to you, too, who are my best and or ly friend, except Frank," and Helen sank back into the pillow, half crying. In reply to this Louise, the inflexible, remarked: "You know I think the Aooner this marriage takes place the better, and that Frank's scruples are all nonsense, and will result in making a broken-down invalid of you. Consent,

d 'we will set the day lor xnursctay

"I'm ashamed to," an swered Helen. "If I thought you wouldn't fail in your plaa I would be tempted to try it; for, 0 Louise, you don't know how I dread the long teVm before me ! Suppose you fail I would die of mortification." "I will not fail," rejoined Louise. "Do you consent?" "Yes," reluctantly dropped from Helen's lip. "Good r exclaimed Louise. "Btt," resumed Helen. "on this condition . you will promise sacredly never to tell a soul of out conspiracy, whether it fail or prove successful." Louise gave the required pi'omise, and continued : "I'll tell you what you are to do when I am ready, and that will be on next Thursday." Helen begged for an outline of the plan, but Louise was firm. "For," she said, "you might fail me at tho last moment. On the following Monday Louise went to the telegraph office and sent a very urgent message to Frank Anderson, White Horse Gulch, Montana: 4,Come at once"; Helen supposed to be dying; may last a few days." The next day came the reply: "Will be with you Wednesday." Louise was a little daunted at the. promptness of the reply, and at the expedition with which her plan was likely to be carried out. However, she was as courageous as she was determined, and was resolved to see it through, if only for the sake of Helen, whom she regarded us a martyr. Her next move was to see her old friend Dr. Brown, whom she took into her confidence ; she told him to be on hand when Frank arrived, and the part he was to play in the programme. On Wednesday Louise received another telegram from Frank, saying," Will reach Chicago at 8 :30 this evening." After dismissal, Louise saw the principal, and, unknown to Helen, arranged for a substitute in both their schools the next day, on the score of Helen's illness. The principal was sympathetic and observed: "T have noticed that Miss Helen was looking wretchedly. Do you think it will terminate in anything serious?" "I am afraid it will be rtuher more serious than she anticipates, but she will not take my advice," was Louise's reply. After supper, in the privacy of their own room, Louise, who had not yet let Helen into the secret of her plans, remarked to the latter: "Helen, in about two hours from now the bridegroom will appear, and, as you promised to put ourself under my guidance, you must do as I tell you for the next twenty-four hours. After that 1 wash my hands of you. In the first place, you must get into your nightdress your prettiest one, mind you, and take down your hair." Here Helen, wjio had somewhat recovered from her amazement, cried, "What for?" "Because I tell you to, and you promised to do what I required," coolly answered the arch plotter." Helen wonderiogly complied, and when she was tucked snugly in bed she inquired meekly: "What next on the programme." "If Frank asks you if you are sick you must say you are, and look as much so as possible, though that will require no effort, for very ill you look now, without any pretence." Helen wc.s in a mgn state of nervousness and excitement, and when it had subsided somewhat, she looked so pale and haggard that Louise began to be a little frightened at tho boldness of her plan, and felt fearful of its results. A top at the door roused her, and Helen, who expected to see Frank enter to Louise's "Come in," burst into hysterical tears as old Dr.. Brown entered the room, so great was her disappointment. The doctor took out his medicine case, which he saw at a glance was really needed, while he said in an aside to Louise: A few weeks more of this would make a hopeless invalid of her, or kill her, which would be preferable. You should have sent for me sooner; she really needs treatment." As the time for Franks arrival drew nearer two of the three were in a state of suspense that was painful Louise and Helen. The doctor retained his professional imperturbability. At last the rumbling of wheels was heard, a vehicle stopped before the house, and in a few moments Frank was shown into the room. His face was haggard and his eyes blood-shot from fatigue and ansiety. Louise, looking at him, felt conscious-smitten, and said to herself: "Serves him right for his stupidity. He feels it a great deal worse than I expected." However she shed a few sympathizing tears and beckoned the doctor oit into the hall, as Frank, with a sob, sank on his knees at the side of the bed. "How cau I ever forgive myself for letting you come to this?" he cried. Helen, now that the suspense was

over, and the tension on her nerves relaxed, was so faint and weak that she really looked like one who had but a few hours to live. The color had left

It may be as you wish? sho answered faintly, with a happy smile. Hewlett the room, and found Louise in the hall talking iu subdued tones to the Doctor. To-morrow, Miss Strong, Helen and I will be married. It must be so; nothing shall prevent," he exclaimed agitatedly, "and will you make all necessarv preparations for her as her nearest friend?" "I will do as you wish, and if Helen is stronger let it take place in the morning, as she always feels better hi the morning." Then he asked the Doctor about her condition. He replied. "She is in a very critical condition; eems to have lost nearly all her nervous force, and I tell you frankly, a few more weeks of teaching will bo fatal to her final recovery." The next morning at 10 o'clock a small group was gathered around the bod-side of Helen, composed o:; her nearest friends, of whom she was wofully destitute, and, with a short but impressive ceremony, Frank and she were married. At its conclusion Helen, to the consternation of all, fell back on her pillow insensible. This climax Louise had not anticipated. Hard work in the school-room had taxed tho enfeebled constitution so much that it could not bear up under the great excitement incident to Franks coming and the hurried marriage. Complete prostration resulted, and for weeks Frank patiently aud anxiously watched by her sick-bed, assisted by Louise, who, conscience' stricken by the turn of affairs, could not do enough for her friend. She reproached herself bitterly for the course she had taken, but sho never revealed

the secret of her plot, even to tho victims themselves. When Helen recovered and went to her far Western home, Louise IfiiUghed and said: "Cupid's arrows can ba discounted by telegrams any time." Which oracular saying her friends never understood, nor did sho explain. Certain it is she never again attempted to work miracles, nor to light the torch oj: Hymen. Tale-Bearing. Hannah More thought that speaking ill was as bad as doing ill. If a talebearer repeated to Her some gossipy story, she would say, "Come, we will go and ask if this be true." The talebearer might stammer out a qualification, or beg that no notice should bo taken of the story ; but the good lady insisted, and scandal-monger and scandalized were placed face to face. No one ever ventured a second time to repeat a scandalous story to the inexorable lady, who insisted that what was said of an absent person should be said in his presence. The author of "The Five Talents of Woman" quotes several amusing anecd3tcs of tale-bearers. One tells of a Scotch minister, who rebuked one of his flock for her gossiping habit. It was in the days when a gentleman carried a "repeater," a watch which struck tho hours, and repeated the strokes on pressing a spring. "Janet," said the clergyman, "I have warned ye often; ye are ower muckle given to scandal. Ye maun keep your mouth as it were wi' bit and bridle, as the Scripture saith." "Aweel, minister," replied Janet, "sae I hae always keepit a watch upon my tongue," "Hoot, Janet! It maun hae been a repeater then." The pious Philip of Neri was once visited by a lady, who accused hersell oJ: slander. He bade her go to the market, buy a chicken just killed and still covered writh feathers, and walk a certain distance, plucking the bird as she went. The woman did as she wvas directed and returned, anxious to know tho meaning of the injunction. "Retrace your stepp," said Philip, "nnd gather up, -ne by one, all tho feathers you have scattered." "I cast the feathers carelessly away," stiid the woman, "and the wind carried them in all directions." "Well, my child," replied Philip, "so is it with your words of slander; like the feathers which the wind has scattered, they have been waited in mauy directions. Call them back now, if you can. Go, sin no more."

A Model Millionaire Philanthropist, It was one of the late Joseph W, Lrexel's greatest pleasures to secretly help the poor. His philanthrophy was not warped by narrow prejudices, and he would not refuse to open his purse even at the appeal of an ex-criminal. Indeed, he even we at so far as to employ a man who was once a clergyman in this city to visit the police courts and take the addresses of those who had been sent to prison for stealing. Then lie would have the case investigated, and if he found that poverty had been the means oi driving the man or woman to crime he would be especiallv generous and considerate. Many

unfortunate families were debtors to his i

charity, aud he has helped many, who would" otherwise have been wholly des-

her cheeks, and the wanness and pallor titute, to honest employment and com-

of her face were intensified bv the dark

hair falling about in in loose masses. She answered his reproaches by a pathetic smile : 44 Dear Frank, don't feel so terribly about it; y3U are not to blame. I could not bear up any longer under the strain, and if I am "to live but a short time longer do not rob me of the pleasure of that time by your bitter grief." Frank holding the wasted hand, kissed it again and again. "Let me, as far as I can, atone for my past selfishness. Marry me now, so that it may be my right to care for you ; then I will know you forgive me. And lov lika ndne can surelv work mira

cles." Helen, who knew none of the details of Louise'fi plot, rejoined : "O, no, it would be. wicked to burden you with a wife broken down in health." Thus doing her best to frustrate Louise's topes, for she had counted on Frank's proposing the very thing he did. "But, my dariing,1 pleaded Frank, "what pleasure in life can compare to rae with that of caring for you. I will

not listen tc your refusal, aud to-morrow I will marry you and devote the rest of my iife to you."

fortable homes. His pe philanthrophy

vas his 2H)-aere farm at Plainfield, N. J., where he kept, fed, and clothed a number of friendless and penniless tramps. If they turned out well ho transferred them "promoted them," as he would jocosely remark to his fine Maryland estate, where he would put them in a way to acquire farms for themselves. He spent probably $20,000, 1 am told,in bis scheme to establish fivecent lunch-counterfi. New York Star.

Amusing the Public Great Publisher --What manuscripts are these. ? Tired Header One ia the trashiest fiort of a love story, not worth looking at, but the author is willing to let us have it for nothing, as it is his first work, The other is an alleged philosophical volume - a long-drawn-out, wearisome collection of chestnuts ab ut science and religion, no use to anybody; "but that author is also willing to give us the stuff for nothing." "Well accept both, and tell Mr. Scribbler to weave 'em into a divinity novel and put a woman's name to it.

The public mnst be kept amused. Philadelphia Record

Lincoln, Seward, and Chase. Near the end of 18(52 the opposition of Chase and the Republican Senators to Heward culminated in an attempt to get the latter out of the Cabinet "The Life of Lincoln," in the Century , fully details the circumstances. Mr. Lincoln so managed that Seward's resignation was followed by Chase's, and he declined to accept either. Kay the authors: "The untrained diplomatist of Illinois had thus met and conjured away, with unsurpassed courage and skill,' one of the severest crises that ever threatened the integrity of his administration. He had to meet it absolutelv unaided. From the nature of the case he could take no advice from those who were nearest him in the government. By his bold and original expedient of confronting the Senators with the Cabinet, and having them discuss their mutual misunderstandings

under his own eye. he cleared up many dangerous misconceptions, and, as usually happens when both parties are men of intelligence and good-will, brought about a more friendly and considerate feeling between his government and the Kepublican loaders than had ever existed. By placing Mr. Chase in such an attitude that his resignation became necessary to his own sense of dignity he made himself absolute master of the situation; by treating the resignation and the return to the Cabinet of both ministers as one and tho same transaction he saved for the nation the invaluable services of both, and preserved his own position of entire in) partiality between the two wings of the Union party The results of this achieve merit were not merely tempo-ran-. ."From that hour there was a certain loosening of the hitherto close alliance between Mr. Chase and the Republican opposition to the President, while a kind of companionship, bom of their joint sortie and re-entrance into the government, gave thereafter a greater semblance of cordiality to the relations between the Secretaries of State aud of the Treasury. But above all, the incident left the I resident seated more firmly than ever iu the saddle. When the Cabinet had retired, and left the President with the resignation of Mr. Chase in his hands, he said to a friend who entered soon after, in one of those graphic metaphors often suggested to him by the memories of his pioneer childhood, and which revealed his careless greatness perhaps more than his most labored official utterances, 'Now I can ride; I have got a pumpkin m each end of my bag.' 44 Nearly a year later he said in a conversation relating to this matter: " 'I do not see how it could have been done better. I am sure it was right. If I had yielded to that storm and dismissed Howard the thing would all have slumped over one way, and we should have been left with a scanty handful of supporters. When Chase gave in his resignation I saw that the game was in my hands, and I put it through.' "Though the opposition to Mr. Seward did not immediately come to an eud, ill never exhibited such vitality again, and its later manifestations were treated far more cavalierly by Mr. Lin

coln. He had even before this dismissed one very respectable committee from New York who had called to express an unfavorable, opinion of the premier, by saying with unwonted harshness, You would be willing to see the country ruined if you could torn out Seward' ; and after this he never again allowed the Secretary of State to be attacked in his presence," Cracking Ice. "Mother wants some more cracked ice," said Benny Holt, coming out of the sitting-room where his mother lay on the lounge suffering from a sore throat and feverish cold. "Well," said Nell, who was busy doing double work in the kitchen, "you take this stout towel and go out to the shed and crack some." "How do you crack ice?" asked Elsie Noble, who "had run in for a few min

utes' chat with her mend. "We put a good-sized piece into a stout cloth, and pound it with a hammer or mallet till it is crushed in pieces, and then fill a plate so Ben can give it to mother as she wants it," said. Nell, promptly, feeling that this time she could really give some information to her brigh; friend Elsie, who so often had been the one to impart new idea to her. "I heard of another way not long ago," said Elsie, "and I have tried it myself, so I know it can really bo done. You can crack ice with a pin !" "With a pin!" exclaimed Nell, incredulously, "Yes, with a pin! A good strong pin like a shawl-pin is best if the ice is thick. Press the point down firmly on the ice at the spot where you want it to crack, and as the pin sinks iu, the ice will crack and split off at thai very place. So you can get just what you want, a little piece or a big piece each time." "Ben, Ben!" called Nell from the window, don't pound that ice just yet. Bring it here first." Ben brought in a good-sized, irregularly-shaped lump, and Nell, taking a pin, pressed it firmly down on a corner

wnere tno ice was auuuu uu iuuu uji-jl. Almost o:a the instant there was a little snapping sound, and the piece fell off. Then she tried it where the ice was twice as thick -with the same result. "You do beat all, Elsie Noble!" die exclaimed, "I would not believe it if I did not see it for myself, with my own eves." ""Yes, it is wonderful," said Elsie, modestly, "There, Ben," directed Nell, 4take this ice and this long piu right into the other room. You can read your new book while you sit thereby mother, and everv time she wants ice you can crack off a bit and give it to her. It will last ever so much longer than if it were all crumbled up into little pieces t begin with." Mary L. B. Branch, in Youth's Companion. 1 They Agree to Differ. Mrs, Livermore's family are an independent lot. Hho th'.is describe them; "My busbar d voted the Kepublican ticket. If I coma have voted I should have voted for Fisk. My husband voted for protection. 1 uhould have vetted for

free trade. 3till we did not quarrel about it. I pay a pew renf in one

church, my husband pays f or a pew in

another church, and my son-m-law has a pew in another church. I have one doctor, my husband has another, one of mv daughters patronizes homoeopathy,

another goes quietly off to the mind cure I and comes br.ek well. Yet I don't think j

you could ::ind a more harmonious family than we are." They Look Alike. Mr. Farwell, the junior Senator from Illinois, wanted to see Mr. Adams, Kepresentative from his home district,

the other day and set out in search of him. Passing through the corridor in ; front of the entrance to the Supreme Court, which is rather dark, he caught

sight of a tall, loosely built figure and loosely dressed beard. "Hollo, Congressman, n ho cried out, "I've been chasing you for half an hour.'

As the two came together, a third

man, snort and square, wiui a ruciay face and a cast in one eye, joined them, nodding and saying: "Good afternoon." Senator Farwell, not noticing that his companion of the moment had returned the salutation, said : "Senator Davis, I want to introduce to you the Kepresentative from my home district, Mr. Adams." "I am obliged to you for the courtesy, I'm sure," responded tho so-called Adams, after a moment's hesitation, "and if vou will tell me your name I

will take equal pleasure in returning the compliment this is Senator Quay, of Pennsylvania; my name is Bayne1 "Well," responded Senator Farwell,

when their laughter gave him a chance, "under the circumstances I cannot be expected to speak positively, but I think my name is Farwell, and so far as I know, I am a Senator from Illinois." 1 he mistake was scarcely a reflect ion on Senator Farewell's eyesight. The darkness of the corridor is quite sufficient to account for the ludicrous mis- ! take. The resemblance between the Senator from Pennsylvania and that from Minnesota has frequently been re-. marked upon, and it is generally con- j ceded that Mr. Adams looks more like

Col. Bayne than the Colonel himself. Both are tall and slender and loosejointed. Col. Bayne's beard is a trifle more like a broom with the string off. Col. Bayne, however, although his stature makes him look slim and what in the colt would be call "leggy," is quite an athlete, and used to be famous in his neighborhood as a wrrestlerand sprinter. Col. Quay and Senator Davis look alike only when they have their hats on. To an observer from the gallery, only a small clearing shows on the top of the Pennsylvania Senator's head, but Senator Davis' head offers as b read a temptation to the decorator as the cheek of an Easter goose-egg. Washington letter. Mrs. Morton's Coachman. The handsome and fashionable wife of the Vice President-elect is noted for the ijossession of a remarkable coach-

man. William White, who sits stimy on the high driver's seat oi Mrs. Morton's carriage, was once in the employ of the Prince of Wales, and was brought to this country by the Marquis of Lome, while that aristocrat was Governor General of Canada. He has been in the service of Levi P. Morton four or five years, and is a sort of example to the other family coachmen of Fifth avenue in deportment. The manner in which he tips his hat ujon being questioned or answering, his stiff-backed pose on his seat, his handling of the reins and whip in everything he is taken as a model. Even the liverystable proprietors, in fitting out equipages that are meant to be mistaken for the private turnouts of the customers, are accustomed to point White out to their drivers as an exhibit of what they ought to aim at. But Mrs. Morton's carriage has interior comforts that are not for sbow, A diminutive clock is set into the side where she can see it at a glance, and thus, in making a round of calls or keeping other engagements, she may know the time without the bother of taking out a watch. In a drawer are compactly arranged a h and -glass and a hair-brush and a comb, to be used in the carriage whenever the slightest mishap of toilet requires attention. A bearskin rug contains a flat tin receptacle for hot water and is thus kept iu a condition to warm the feet. Like many vehicles made to order for ladies of wealth, the back seat of this one is of a height, breadth, and upholstered shape exactly suited to be the easiest for Mrs. Morton. This carriage, although not singular in its appointments of luxury, is one of the newest in manufacture and nothing more complete is owned by an Astorora Yanderbiit. Nino York let-ter.

POPULAR SCIENCE.

Substances Liable to Spontaneous Ceinbustiou. Cotton-seed oil will take fire even when mixed with 25 per cent, of petroleum oil, but 10 per cent, of mineral oil mixed with 10 per cent, of animal or vegetable oil will go farther to prevent combustion. Coal dust, flour dust, starch, flour (especially rjre flour), are nil explosive when mixed with certain proportions of air. New starch is highly explosive in its eomminuted state, also sawdust in a

very flne state, when confined in a close chute and water directed on it. Sawdust should never bo used in oil shops or warehouses to collect drippings or leakages from casks. Patent driers from leakage into sawdust, etc., oily waste of any kind, or waste cloths of silk or -ootton, saturated with oil, varnish, turpentine; greasy rags from butter, and greasy ham -bags. Bituminous coal in large heaps, refuse heips of pit coal, hasteued by wet, and especially when pyrites aro present in the coal; the larger tho heaps tho more liable. Lanpblrf, when idightly oily and damp, with linseed oil especially. Timber dried by steam pipes, or hot water or hot air heating aparatus, 0 ing to fine iron dust being tlirown ofl'; in close wood casings or boxings round the pipes, from the mere expansion and contraction of the pipes, American Miller.

The United States Signal Office has had reports fro ji eleven vessels which wore saved by oil in a late hurricane oil the Bahamas. The slightest vein of iron or steel cau readily be detected by the application of aquafortis to the surface. On steel it leaves a black zr.ark; on iron bha metal remains clean. In cleaning a watch never use benzine or potash or any patent arfc.cle on the watch. Benzine leaves a greasy look, and it is impossible to get it off. It will destroy your oils, and the iotafih makes spots on the plates if in insist place 3. Pure alcohol for the bath and the chalk compound does the best wor k and gives the best results. The cl ulk compound is unequaled for cleaning the eases. With a stiff brush it is also es cellent for cleaning jewelry. In a recent paper before the London Society of Telegraph Engineers, M:r. W. W. Lant Carpenter mentioned that the temperature of the Mediteranean was found to be 54 degrees F. at a depth of 2,000 fathoms, while in the Atlantic, at no great distance, 36 d5grees was met with at the samo depth. Other instances of thermal differences between partially land-locked seas and the ocean were given, among them the Red Sea, in which the minimum" temjretature is 71 degrees. In the Sulu Seta the lowest temperature was foudd to be 50.5 degrees at 2,550 fathoms, while the temperature was 32 to 83 degrees at the

same depth in the Indian Ocean. Mn. Maxwell Hall, in a recent weather report for the Island of Jamac i, sums up the history of the more important cyclones or hurricanes observ?d in that region during the last decade. He apparently establishes the fact that the hurricanes arise in regions of heavy rains, and that they move northward in August, September, and October, it.. the season1, rains of that tropical district advance toward the North Pole. His observations reaffirm the theory oi cyclones, and are to the effect that lihere is an influx of wind from the periphery of the storm toward the center, Mr. Hall states that he has observed another peculiar effect of these tropics! cyclones, one not hitherto noted, which is that the advancing whirl of the storm sucks the atmosphere lehind it ii the direction of its motion for a day or two after it has passed a giveu point, so that, by observing the drift of the clou Is in the path of the storm, he may deteimine m a general way the direction oj; the path of the disturbance after it has passed the point of observation. Speaking of the forestry question, E. M. Plummer, Esq., of Libson .Falls, agent of the Androscoggin Water Power Company, is quoted by the Lewiston Journal as follows: "This forestry agitation is, for a large part, based on wrong premises. I believe in taking care of the forests, but when it ij said that the forests of Maine are disappearing, such a statement is dead 5o the wrong Why, two cords of wod are growing in Maine to-day where one was growing ten years ago. I neveir s&w sapling pine growing faster than it is to-day. What Maine waiits is not so much protection of the forests, as more railways to bring them to the markets. On wild land the growth of our hard woods is wonderful. I agree wii;h the forestry folks about fires in the vroocls, and I say among the biggest nuitiances are the gum pickers, who don't hesitate to cut down a spruce that is covered with gum, and thereby litter the ground with a tree that in a few years ist dead and furnishes the fuel for a forest fire

One on Mr. Palmer. Ex-Attorney General Palmer is fond of a joke and he isn't put out a bit if t ie joke is on him, just so it is funny. He dresses very neatly and is not given to jewelry except in the matter of sea:rf pins, and an adornment of this character once led to a remark about him whick set all Wilkesbarre to laughing. He had purchased a very handsome pin in the shape of a bug, which was of rather loud size aud pretty conspicuous. It looked like an exaggerated potato bug. His friends guyed him considerably about it, and that scarf-pin became the talk of the town. One day a prominent German saloonkeeper passed Mr. Palmex as the latter stood at his office door, looked out of the corner of his eye at the scarf-pin and smiled. Instantly the Attorney, in his quick, sharp way, said "Well, Dutehy, what's the rnattei with you? What are you laughing at?" "Oh, nodings, Mr. Balmer. "Ye s, you were. You were laughing at this "scarf-pin. What's the matter with it ?" "I guess it's all right, Mr. Baimer. "Weil, look at it and see. Is there anything the matter with it? Examine it." The German drew nigh, carefully scanned the pin, looked over it gravely, ud was about to turn away, when Mr. Palmer said: "Well, what's the matter witii that bug scarf-pin ? What do you think ?w "Veil, Mr. Baimer," said the German HI don'd know but vat I think It neve before saw so big a bug on so schtnall potato," and he walked off with a queer grin on his face. The remark struck Mr. Palmer as be ing exceadinglv funny, and he told it to some of his friends. Harrisbwg Telegraph. With Boiling Water. Prince Metternich, the famous Austrian statesman, in discussing tho wonderful development of the world's means of transxrtation ly land and sea, used to tell the following aueedcte with jcuieh relish. He was compelled to wait an unusually long time one dy for an audience with Napoleon. r As txe was waiting in the ante-chamber, a rn.w rushed out, with traces of deepest despair on his countenance. Napoleon was walking up and down the room in' great excitement. "Did you see that man who just went out?" he asked. "Certainly," replied Metternich. "Tlae man is crazy. He has proposed to rao to send my fleet to England with boiling water." The man was Robert Fulton, the inventor of the steamboat. The chimney-sweep does not seem to care muesli for style. He woara th same soot all the year round.