Bloomington Telephone, Volume 14, Number 25, Bloomington, Monroe County, 16 August 1889 — Page 3
Bloomington Telephone BLOOMINGTON, INDIANA, WALTER R BRADFUTE, - - PubushM.
London consumes 10, 000 tons of ice daily during its very brief hot season. Near Hogan, Montana, is a large deposit of petrified clams. There are also other beds in that section of the territory. Australia ia as cosmopolitan as the United States. At the hotel in Sydney the other "week there were thirteen different nationalities represented at one i&ble. - A South Carolina man who was tracked by a blood-hour.d sprinkled two pounds cf snufi on his track. It saved his trousers and cured t"ae dog of overinqui&itiveness. A Kansas farmer has; written to the Johnstown Bureau of reformation asking that a wife be chose: 1 for him from Among the flood sufiereis, and sent on to his place near the town of Parsons. Street er, a white msji who lived for years with the Apaches, wearing their costume and adopting their habits, was shot and killed a few -lays ago at Sonora. He was known as the White Apache." The Prince of Wales receives from the British exchequer more than $287,000 a year, the Duke of Edinburgh more than $142,000, and the Duke of Connaught $125,000. The Duke of Cambridge gets $93,000. Gov. Boss, formerly of Kansas, and one of the United States Senators who stood by Andrew Johnson in the impeachment proceeding, is now employed as a printer in the office of the Santa Fe New Mexican
Mrs. James Gallage er, a resident of Brooklyn, began sneezing the other evening, and she had got the tally up to 2,040 times when the doctors finally found a remedy. She jays she won't try again until some iemale beats her recortL When Jacob Foss, a Green Bay man, died a few weeks ago eight different men presented bills to his widow, but she had a receiptwfor er.ch one in full. Her husband baf filed nway a matter of 2,000 of them, saying they might come handy sox day. A new restaurant in London J to be run so as to furnish travelers of every nation with their accustomed food. Yankees will be served with canvasback ducks, terrapin, clams, American oysters, green corn, and other products of the country in season. Dr. Joseph Taylor, of Kennett Square, Pa, has just finished the task, begun over seventeen years ago, of reading throhgh Webster's Unabridged Dictionary, something which only one other man had done, and he a Georgian. Time is cheap among the Georgians, and over among the Quakers. The court of Spain under the reign of its baby King is obliged to maintain a lord of the bottle, a purveyor-general of one-cow's milk, a lady in waiting with rockiag-ch&ir obligations, two pages to carry certain unmentionables, and an overseer of toys and bcoks. Socialists in Madrid are beginning to grumble at all this. The Dakota wheat crop is largely in arrears. There is nowhere in this country a crop above the average. The foreign demand will be unusually great. The probability is that before Christmas American farmers will be getting a dollar a bushel for what wheat they have to sell, which is no more than the cost of raising, with a fair profit When J. Wells Ce:ampnet painted Prof. Maria Mitchell's portrait, some years ago, she insisted on literal fidelity to her appearance. "Yon cannot make a beauty of me," she s&id. This recalls Oliver CromwelFs uncompromising words to his portrait painter: "Paint me as I am. If you leave out the scars and the wrinkles, I will not pay you a penny." Mb. Kuskin was once asked if it would not be well for the Welsh language to die out and be replaced by the English. "God forbid !n he replied. The Welsh language is the language of music. There is no genius about the English language. The Scotch have got all the poetry, and tlio Xr.h all the wit; and how the devil we got Shakspeare, I do not know.1 There is a curious museum at St. Petersburg; to which access is not easily obtained. It contain ill the Imperial State and private carriages, but the nost interesting among all is the brougham in which Alexander II was killed. The back of it is all in ruins, and inside it looks quite dreadful. One of the cushions, however, is still good : here and there splashes of mud are on it Bin. David Kimball Pearsons, of Chicago, has given $100,000 to Beloit College, $100,000 to Lake Forest University, $50,000 to Knox, $50,000 to Chicago Theological Seminary, $50,000 to the Presbyterian Seminary, $60,000 to the Presbyterian Hospital, $30,000 to tha Young Men's Christian Association
and $20,000 to the Women's Board of Foreign Missions, besides $230,000 in various other ways and in smaller sums. The report of the pretended discovery of a spring out in Nevada, possessing the youth-perpetua ting, yc uth-re storing properties for which Ponce de Leon sought in vain, is received with a skeptical spirit by the Louisvillo Courier-Journal. This is not strange. Your representative Ketntuckiun can never be convinced that the fabled font of youth is not to be found in the bluegrass country. And you never catch him away from home that he does not carry in his breast pocket a lar;e flask ailed with a sample from the fountain.
Just after the inauguration of George Washington as President, there appeared in a weekly newspaper the following advertisements : "A cook is wanted for the familv of the President of the United States. No one need apply who is not perfect in he business and can bring indubitable testimonials of sobriety, honesty, and attention to the duties of the station." "A coachman who can be well receramenued for his skill in driving, attention to horses, and for his honesty, sobriety, and good disposition would likewise find employment in the family of the President of the United States."
Jack Simpson, who runs a lodging house and restaurant in that delectable quarter of Bangor, Me., known as "The Devil's Half Acre," owns a bicycle which he declares is the largest in the world. The wheel is eighty-six inches in diameter. On one occasion Simpson gave an exhibition on his big wheel on a wire suspended eighty feet above the water at Kooky River, Ohio, and it was called a very daring performance. The big wheel, which has been around the world was built at Birmingham, England, at a cost of $350, and although its diameter is so great, a double system of pedal cranks enables a common cycler to ride it In the Galiciau forest trees have been felled by electricity. The drill is actuated by an electric motor mounted on a carriage, which is comparatively light and which can be brought up close to the tree and fastened to it. The motor is capable of turning; around its verticle axis, and the drill is geared to it in such a manner that it can turn through an arc of a circle and make a sweeping cut into the trunk. The current is conveyed to the motor by insulated wires brought through the forest from a generator placed at some convenient site, which may be at a distance from the scene of operations. The generator may be driven by steam or water power, and does not need to be transported from place to place. A blacksnake in an up-countiy town in Queensland was owned by a doctor, who kept it chiefly that it might eat Hie flies that infested his establishment flies being according to this ve racious authority the favorite food of this species of serpent. Unfortunately in cold weather, when flies ran short, his snakeship was wont to invade the hen-house and eat the eggs a bad habit, which eventually led to his ruin. One day he exhibited symptoms of indigestion. His master treated him, but without avail, and after a fortnight's terrible agony the poor reptile succumbed. Then the truth came out. In one of his forays upon the fowlyard the misguided creature had swallowed the glazed china egg by which the hens
were decoyed into performing their ma-i
ternal duties.
In tho Hoosier Slashes. T was once riding through tho slashes of Tipton county, down in the Hoosier State, when I loss my way. 1 rode along until I came to a ' clearing, ' on the edge of which and facing the road, stood a small pole cabin, built in the
most primitive style. It had but small window; a dirty quilt hung
Commercial Travelers. If we were called upon to pick out a class of men who teem to typify the peculiar characteristics, of the country, ify alertness, ingenuity, energy, humor, and adaptiveness, we should select the commercial travelers. These mn you find everywhere. Yu run across them in hotels, on railroads, in country hacks find them afoot in the mountains or jogging over the plains, and usually you rind them fall of resources, spirit., sanguine ideas and undaunted energy. They are good companions, as. they abound in anecdote and reminiscences of travel, and you will hardly fail to note their keen perception of character. They are commonly persons of very quick intelligence, and usualj of sterling integrity. Those of them who represent large houses are fully informed as to the interests they represent, and their judgment in regard to thoe interests is singularly accurate. While the commercial traveler is not a strict moralist, he is apt to be kindly dispositioned and charitable. He really bfars a test of scrutiny an well as any other man engaged in active bv fciness, and exposed to a greater variety of temptations than most men. Texas Sif tings. Still They Winked. "Mr. Dragger, I won't stay in your store to be insulted," indignantly exclaimed a now girl the doctor was experimenting with at the soda water counter. u Why why Miss Fosfait, he stammered, " what's the matter? Who's insulted you?" "A dozen men have, sir, in the last two hours. They come in here and ask me for a strawberry syrup, and then they wink at me in the most insulting manner, and I won't stand it, so there!" "Oh,'' said Mr. Drugger, in a tone of great relief. "Oh ah! well, Miss Fosfait, I wouldn't stay if I were you, either. I'll see the police. Don't come back any more. Poor child ! Poor child r And she went away, but the winkers come up and call for strawberry as before. Washington Critic.
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did duty as a door; tho roof was ot undressed clapboard while a rude stick chimney, daubed with mud, took up nearly one entire end of tho structure. I stopped my horse at the low rail fence and, after the fashion of the country, hailed the occupant of the cabin. In answer to my halloo, a long gauntlooking Hoosier came from behind the house with a bridle, which he had evidently been mending, in his bauds. At the same time, too, I noticed a pale, sallow-faced wojnin lift the quilt to one side and peer cautiously out at mo. "Can you toll mo the way to the Night Owl schoolhouse?" I inquired as the man came closer. "Why, what's goin' on over thar?" was the answer, in a tone which showed
his interest in the idea which my ques
tion had evidently sure:e--tcd to
ml WW mind. "Nothing that I know of," I replied, "but I have a little business in that neighborhood and somehow I seem to have lost my wny.' "Say, hain't got any store terbacker, hev you?" I noticed the hungry, eager look in his eyes, as he asked the question, so I drew a good-sized plug from my pocket and handed it to him and waited patiently while he slowly filled his capacious mouth, and then cutting the plug in the middle, handed me back one piece and coolly put the other into his pocket. "Gosh, stranger?" he said, as he spit at a bumble-bee sitting on an iron -weed ten feet away, that's tho fust taste of good store terbacker I've had for a coon's age. Say, light and look at your saddle, We'll hev some supper dreckly." "No," I replied, "I am in a hurry to get to my destination. If you can tell me which road to take to reach the Night Owl schoolhouse, Pll be much obliged to you." "Well, you air a leetle onto9 yo' reck'nin, but I kin set you right in a jiffy. When I fust seed you I thought mebbe you wuz that magio lantern sow feller what showed last week over to Lick Skillet, an' Sile Ramsey said he heern he 'lowed ter give a show one night this week dowTi in the "Possum Eidge settlement." "No, I am not in the show business," I answered, but I am in considerable of a hurrv " "Well," I didn't know," he replied, ignoring my hint that he would give me the information I desired, "but you wuz him. I reckon then," he continued, "you must be a canvassin' fer a county atlas or suthin'. I signed fer one o' the blame things once; cost me 'leven dollars, an' had ter sell the only ca'f I had ter pay fer it. Purty peart-lookin' chap like yourself cum erlong here and talked me plum inter takin it afore I hardly knowed who I wuz. Why, say, he didn't give me a chance to git a word in edgeways. 'Nother time a feller come erlong sellin' wind-mills; an' I signed a note fer twenty-five dollers ter pay fer a mill after I got my wheat thrashed. That note turned up in ole Shurk's bank down ter Tipton fer two hundred an' fifty dollars, an" I had ter xuawgage the farm ter pay it. Oh, I tell yer " "Say, Bill," screamed the old woman who had been watching us from her place behind the quilt, "what does that blame fool want? Yunnerstau', now, you hain't goin' ter sign nothin.' We don't wan't nothin', an we hain't got nothin' ter buy it with ef we did." "Don't get skittish afore you're hurt, Mandy," said Bill slowly, "he only wants ter know the way over to the Night Owl settlement. He ain't got nothin' ter sell." "Well, I kin tell him that blame quick," said the woman stepping from the door. "Just keep right on this road till you cross Taylor s run, 'bout er half mile below heie, an' then take the fust road that forks ter tha south; keep that road fur two miles an you're where you want to go." I thanked her and rode off, but before I was out of hearing the Hoosier called after me: "Say, stranger, ef you cum this way ergin bring erlong a right smart chain ce o' that store terbacker, I've got a fust-rate coon dog pup I'll swap you fer it." Ed. II. Fritchard in Arkansaw Traveler.
wallet I saw in my dream !" and pointed out the compartment that held her treasure. She then took a noodle, and, running it to the bott;om,she drew forth a newspaper, and it was, indeed, a gold quarter with a hole :in it, wrapped, no dubt, by the hands of her aun t at least twelve years before, where it had laid nil that time, and no one knows how much longer, without the knowledge of any one until Addie'e dream caused it to be brought forth. Augusta News Age. Pressing the (Juestion. Every one is pleased with a cordial invitation, but nobody likes persistent teasing, even in the offer of hospitality, A lady who had refused to spend a few days with a friend, on the ground of other engagement, was speedily in receipt of a sort of a cast-iron request, from which it seemed impossible to es cape. "If you can't come this week, let it be tho week after, or even later," wrote her friend. "Fix your own time." "Fix my own time!" groaned the recipient of this well-meant cordialitv.
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she will be sorely hurt. I must put aside my work and go; there is no doubt of that." A person replies that he cannot accept a certain invitation for Monday, and the too cordial host, determined not to acquiesce in a refusal, pursues the subject to the bitter end of the week. "Could you not come Tuesday, or Wednesday, or Thursday ?" he asks, and too often the unwilling guest is dragged triumphantly to the table, whereon lie goodly viands of which he had no desire to partake. It is true that there often lies a gracious hospitality in tho request, "Fix your own time," and it is not always the case that the prospective guest has no desire to fix it. It merelv ceases to be a courtesy, and becomes a bore, when it degenerates from a permission to a demand. One man or woman uses the phrase so incidentally, and with such tact, that it may be cither seized upon or ignored; another button-holes you, as it were, as if to say, "Now don't delay, but name a day at once. You've got to come, and you might as well have it over." An illiterate man. once said of his daughter's school course, "They allow her to take either German or French; there's no compellkm about it." Neither is "compellion" an element of the most welcome hospitality; the happiest man, even in social matters, is he who "serveth not another's will," Youth's Companion. Their Reason. Let no man take an apparent compliment as meaning all that it seems to signify until he is sure that he knows the whole story. A well-known novelist was once visiting the house of a kindly, though rather literal-minded, family. "Ono night hie host came home from the office, and said, with a beaming look : "I've brought homo your new novel, to read aloud to my wife.. "Ah, well," said the gratified novelist, smiling, "I hope you won't insist on reading aloud while I am in the room. Ill retire as earlv I convenientlv
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Seen in a Dream. In 1868 Lizzie M. Trask, of Vienna, was dress-making in Lewiston. She came into possession of a gold twentyfive cent piece with a hole in it. This she showed as a curiosity to her friends. At that time she had a little niece 2
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"Oh no, well read in the lib:rary, and let the children entertain you," was the jocose reply. The guest did seek his chamber at an early hour, and had no nooner reached it than a sound of animated reading began to ascend through the register. It continued without cessation for an hour and a half, and when, after a sound sleep, he woke at midnight, it was still going on. "Well, at least they find it too interesting to leave," he saidr and dropped off to sleep again, thinking that, after all, fame is not as fickle as the discontented have declared. Next morning, when he entered the breakfast-room, his host met him in a cordial way with outstretched hands, "I like your story!' he declared. "I like it immensely. We got up early this morning to finish it." "Yes," said the placid hostess, as she began pouring coffee, "we thought we'd hurry right through i;, so Hiram could take it back into town this morning. I always feel as if 'twas sheer waste to
keep a book from a circulating library more than one night.1' The Dreaded Man-with-thc-Lantern. "One of the greatest terrors in the oil regions," says an old-time oil operator, "is the man-with-the-lantern. He has been the cause of more needless conflagrations among oil wells than any other thing, and has. cost the region millions of dollars. He is usually an employe about the wells, and nine
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Lizzie once showed to her niece, Addie, tank, carrying his lighted lanteru with when she was a very small girh telling him. The result isn't always disastrous,
uer mat sue wouia give it to tier when she was old enough to take care of it. Lizzie died twelve years ago, Iu her possession was a good ladv's wallet with
several compartments. This vallether
mother used until her death, seven years ago. Then James, a brother of Lizzie, had it, and it has been in constant use almost daily ever nince, either by him or his wife. The little gold coin was never seen after Lizzie's death, or before for several years by her friends, and its whereabouts was rot known, and, in fact, its existence had passed from their memory. A few days ago Mrs. Butler made her parents a visit, stopping with them several nights. While there she dreamed that she saw her Aunt Lizzie's wallet, and that it was faced with green, and in a certain compartment she found the little gold coin which fche saw so many years ago. On telling her mother her dream she was informed that Lizzie did have a wallet which answered her description, and that her Uncle James had it. The wallet Addie had never seen. & he then visited her uncle, ar d told her dream to her aunt, who laughed at the idea of anything beiug in h other than what she and her husband had placed there. .But at Addie's earnest solicitation she produced it, and as soon as Addie saw it she exclaimed: "That is the same
but that isn't the fault of the man with
lantern. Usually an explosion results. If a destructive fire does not follow the explosion the fact will be without precedent. Sometimes the cause of a fire of this kind will not be nuite certain at first, but it only needs a roll call of the employes of that particular property and the taking of an account; of the tool house stock to ascertain the cause. There will be one employe short, and the number of lanterns M ill be less by one. Then it is known that the mau with the lantern has been walking. He always disappears on occasions, of this kind, and instances are rore when even a piece of his ear is ever found. But he is not dead. The t ian with the lantern nev-ar dies in the oil regions. He will be sure to walk again not long after he has disappeared, and will continue to walk at disastrous intervals as long a oil wells last- FhiiaJelpliia Frzsh
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Mrs. Lusher Ah, in condition, I see. What
time ? Mr. Lusher Too much hie -readin my dear. Mrs. Lusher Beading, indeed! Mr. Lusher Yes, fihir -hio readiu maketh a hie full man. iou should 2ost up on Bacon hie my dear. Omaha World.
T,hoy Car for Quantity, Not Quality, and Always Take Hatur In Theirs. "It is a well established fact hi natural historv," said Fish Commissioner E. it. Blackford, "that fish have two chief occupations. One is io e&t and the other is to avoid being eaten. Few persons have had occasion to actually nerve tho voraciousness of fish. Fish are not particular as to what they eat when hungry. I have seen a half-pound trout swallow a quarter of a pound trout. I have found in the atomueh of a codfish weighing eight pounds a block of wood as large as my hand. There was found in the stomach of a codfish that was taken at Gloucester not so tery long ago, a pack of playing cards. How the codfish found the cards no one has ever been able to surmise. UI have found in the stomach of a striped bass weighing twelve pounds another striped bass weighing four pounds. And, astonishing as it may seem, there were found in the same fish nine menhaden and a low other small fish. A few weeks ago there was iound in the stomach of a fish caught off the coast of England a low 'uron bolt. "Probably the greediest of all fish added Commissioner Blackford, the 'black swallower as it is popularly termed. This fish can perforin the seemingly impossible feat of swallowing another fish from eight to twelve times larger that itself. Its true habitation seems to be at a depth of 1,500 fathoms. It is an elongated body of nearly uniform thickness from head nearly to the tail. The skin is destitute of scales, tho mouth is very deeply cleft, extending behind the eyes, and reminding you of the chestnut about the boy who was said to have so large a mouth that when he opened it the top of his head was au island. Tho peculiarity of the swaliowor's mouth is that some of the teeth, all of which are long and sa arply pointed, are movable. Let the swallower espy a fish many times larger than itself and it darts uprm its victim like a fiash, seizes it by the tail and gradually climbs over it with its jaws, fir si advancing one jaw and then the other. As the victim is taken iuto the swallower's stomach it appears as a. ijreat bag projecting out far backward and forward. The walls of the stomach are so lightly stretched that they are transparent, and the species of the fish taken in may be discovered. Such rapacity is often more than the captor can back up by digestion, and the swallower is forced upward from the depths to the surface of the ocean, where it may be picked up. In this way specimens of this rare fish have been obtained and sent to the National Museum at Washington.
Strong and Weak, At the storming of Loftsha, during the Eusso-Turkish war, Gen. Skoheleft ordered an officer to lead a batallion to a certain point. The men marched on as long as there were buildings to shelter them from the Turkish fire, but when they came to the open ground they halted, for an advance, apparently, meant the annihilation of the battalion. Just at that moment the men saw SkobelelF riding calmly at a walk across the fatal space, while round him shot a id shell whistled inriously. In a fight, after the passage of the Balkans, the painter Verestchagin says that the rain of bullets was the most murderous he ever experienced, though he had been several times under heavy fire. In spite of the danger,he watohed Skobeleff walk slowly along, his hinds buried in the pockets of his overcoat. The whistling bullets did not cause him to bend his head once; his face was quiet, and his eyes restful. "Now we know what running the gauntlet means," said he to the artist, as a turn in tho road sheltered them from the bullets of the Turk. "Tell me honestly," said the artist, have you really so accustomed yourself to war that you r.o longer fear danger?" "Nonsense," replied tho Russian General, "they think that I am brave and that I am afraid of nothing; but I confess that I am a coward. But I have made it a rule never to bend down under fire. If you once permit yourself to do that, vou will be drawn on farther than you wish. Whenever I go into action I say to myself that this time there will be an end of me." But though courageous under fire, the Russian General was a coward at headquarters. Before his troops he always appeared in a full dress uniform, with his hair neatly trimmed and scented. But iu the presence of his superiors he wore a worn-out coat, a cl oak hanging all awry, and a cap crushed down on the back of his head. He seemed embarrassed, as if afraid his elegance might give ofience. This hero of many battles was superstitious. He beheved in lucky and unlucky days, refused to sit down with thirteen at table, jumped from his neat at the spilling of a little salt, and left a room in which three candles were burn-
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What a bundle of contradictions is
man ! A General with a will that enables him to walk slowly across a battlefield swept with bullets and shell, but not strong enough to keep him in a room where three cardies are burning! An Unanswerable Retort. An old letter before me contains the following retort of an American, which is worthy of Lincoln's famous reply to the boast that the hvlyi never sets on British soil, "because," he said, "God won't trust an Englishman in the dark." Two Englishmen were disputing about the moon, one insisting it was inhabited element, the other contending with him. A Yankee standing by attended to their discourse, and replied with confidence: It is not." One of the gentlemen being a little disposed at the interference,
with a look of disdain said: "How do you know sir?" "How do I know, sir?" repeated the American, "because if it had been, the British would have had the folly and presumption to have laid siege to it long before now." I have lived to know that the great secret of human happiness is this: Never suffer your energies to stagnate. The old adage of "too many itons in the tire" conveys an untruth. You cannot have too many, poker, tongs and ;itt, keep them all g'uug.
MXtiOES ASn KANGAROOS. An Kxifrln; Willi h Wild and Fer e4tt" Hogs ol Aufitmiia The men had jus rolled up thei blankets after camping out, preparatory to making up the fire and putting the billies on to boil, when thev heard the heavy thud of a kangaroo leaping rapidly in a neighboriiig scrub. "It was the work of a moment, as the old-fashioned novelists, used tc say, to get out our revolvers on a chance of a shot; but wo paused to watch an interesting bight. A die go was stealing swiftly along the edge of the scrub, parallel to the course of the kangaroo, and inordinary circumstances a leaded messenger would have been promptly sent after him, with all the more probability of stopping him as he paus ed occasionally to listen ; but possibly kangar03 steak was just then uppermost :in out minds. In a minute or two the kangaroo suddenly broke for the pen country, and the dingo, for whom he was evidently unprepared, made a splendid dash and pinned the marsupial by the shoulder. Almost instantly afterward a second dingo, who had no doubt been drivina the game toward his companion, rushed out of the scrub and took the kangaroo qu the opposite side. In spite of the poor beast's violent bounds hither and thither, he soon rolled over, and in an astonishingly short time the dingoes had put an end to his struggles. A fresh feed for cartain nowP whis pored the stockmari, and we begat, crawling on our hands and knees toward the spot, about one hundred yard? away, for a shot at the dingoes, whe hid been too much occupied in the excitement of the chase to notice us. The slightest noise, the chance breaking of a dead twig, o r, perhaps, the mo tion of a tall blade, of grass sufficed tc alarsn them, and; though the revolver bullets cut up the earth close to them, both went away unscathed. The kangaroo was quite dead. How thev had mauled hira in those two oi three minutes! Hit) chest was ton; open under the forelegs, and his neck bitten through and through. These wild dogs seem to know in stinetively where the great arteries ar situated, unlike our domestic hounds., understand perfectly well ixow to kill s kangaroo without incurring the risk M a fatal stroke from its powerful hind legs, armed with those formidable, chisel like nails. Some fresh cut steaks off tae loin put us in good trim for the day's work. Chamber's Journal Dakota Grasshoppers Dakota grasshoppers emigrate it droves, the numbers of which could noi by any possibility be estimated. They fly high in the air. and go straight ahead like a flock cf geese. Nothing will make t hem swerve from their cour se, and right there is the trouble. They cannot dy against a strong wind, and when they meet a wind that thej cannot stem they take a header and t down, and woe to the grain field that they come down upon. If the wind diet out they don't stay long bat are up and off again. But the Dakota winds don't die out ; they are built on the staying plan. When it stops blowing by the second day the damage is not so great, as the 'hoppers leave them after simply satisfying the appetite that they bring with them, but on the third day that they are down they commence to mate, and a few hours later go to work laying eggs. They get down on the ground and dig a little hole with their tails, and in this hole the eggs are deposited. By the time the wind permits them to go they take all the crop -with them, and leave many times their own number oJ eggs. On the first warm, sunshiny day the little 'hoppers inside the eggs come up, and at this interesting stage of the performance you can stand at one end of your garden patch and see the whole surface of the field fairly moving as these little pests commence to come out by millions and wriggle around. If don't take them long to' find an appetite, and within forty-eiiit hours after they crawl out of tne egg they can crawl around and bite off a whole grain at a time. I have caught barrels and barrels ol them. They are caught by means of a large open tin can, which is driven across the field where they are feeding. The 'hopper, when he sees anything coming in his direction, always jumps backward toward it. They hop back at the advancing pan, expecting to go over it and land safely on the other side, but a piece of net sing n -ets them and they fall into the pan. The pan is partially filled with oil which kills the 'hopper as soon as they touch it. i liave caught a barrel of thorn in driving one of these pans 100 yards, and there were apparently as many as ever left. Excuse me from any more 'hoppers. Citrlyle's fcFreneIi Kevolutkm"
"The French Revolution. A History. By Thomas Carlyle." Is this not a misnomer? A history?" Is that mass of sarcasm, wit, compare isons, metaphors, shrewdnesa, vituperation, eulogy, transXsed dstos and ' events really, a history? Suppose the reader were not familiar with the French Revolution before he took up Carlyle'a book to read it how much of genuine history would he have learned when he closed the book? Why, practically, very little. Home of the most important events tht.t took place during the Revolution are not mentioned by the great Scotchman; you are informed that such an event or act led to such and such a result ; now yo a are in 1793, tomorrow you are back to 1792, and the day after you have ehot forward sev eral years- -only to go back again to 94 next week! O you massive, trenchant old growler from the clan -realm that Sam Johnson, M. D., hated so ferociously, you did write a gr3St, magniicent book, bat whv did you noi label it "An Essav,w instead of "A History? And ah wouldn't you have unmercifully flagelated a poor brother scribe who had made just such a blunder as that one is. Alexander N. De Menil. in SL Louis Magazine. We judge ourselves by what we feel capabld of doing, while others judge u by what we have already done.