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Bloomington Telephone BLOOMINGTON. INDIANA. WALTER a BEADUXfcl, - - PPBUSM Oommenttku npon Mr. Sam Jones performances at Chatauqua a religious papor says: 44 The lesson taught by his egotism, vulgarity, and irreverance was so positive that it will not be lost in arranging future programs. Two glasses of iced beer killed Ira Paia'e, the famous American marksman who lately died in Paris. He was of robust physique. He died in great agony. Death ensued not long after feeling the oppression in the chest which the beer had caused.

A wicked practical joker at South Bay, L. IM has beea amusing himself lately by throwing a large rubber doll from a wharf into the water in the hope

of getting people to go to the rescue of j

the supposed drowning infant, A number of volunteer life-savers hare been already caught by the trick, and swear to get even with the originator of it. A Jerseyville man is the latest to run afoul of the breach-of-promise snag which wrecks so many domestic craft. He was recently married, but now his former housekeeper sues him for $5,000 on the same old plea. TV hat did the father of comedy say? Women area torment, but then, oh, fellow-citizens, jou can't keep house without them. To marry and not to marry isalike an evil." A little girl of the Italian race is in habit of visiting certain houses in Bos

ton quite regularly, receiving food and sometimes other articles, which she stows away snugly in the basket which is her constant companion. In her round of visits one day she was accompanied by another little girl who had no basket. The good lady of the house, after supplying the little girl as usual, remarked, "Does not your companion -want something, too?" "Oh, noT was the reply. She's rich; her father works!" An ingenious prisoner at Kariaus, Bohemia, recently constructed a watch eight centimeters in diameter, with no other tools or material than two needles,

a spool of thread, a newspaper and some rye straw. The wheels, posts and cogs are all made of the rye straw, . which, it will be known, is quite coarse and tough. It runs six hours without winding and keeps good time. It is now in possession of the prefect of Kariaus, who considers it the greatest marvel of the present century. The laws of most of the older States now prohibit persons not accredited by some incorporated medical school from the practice of medicine. This is a safeguard although not always an effective one against the injurious work of quacks and incompetents. There seems, however, no means of preventing the fatal work of the fanatics or charlatans, who under the name of one or another ism, prevent people from re

ceiving proper medical treatment and permit them to die of pure neglect. Here &eems to be a chance for wholesome legislation. A Scbanton man who had observed a butcher bird carrying off bumble bees and sparrows, finally traced the bird to a large thorn bush hard by the river bank, nearly half a mile away. Impaled on the sharp thorns he found thirteen beetles, eight bumble bees, five shriveled mice, and the skeletons of seven English sparrows. While he was making this interesting discovery of the butcher bird's nice and accurate work, the master of the bush suddenly appeared, circled about the spot a number of times, piped spitefully at the intruder, and seemed to be greatly afraid that the man was going to disturb its choice and neatly arranged collection of things.

flowers and shrubbory, and suitable headstones mark tho last resting places of the kings and queens of the turf. A story is told about one of the members of the Flint Union Blues while the Michigan State troops vere in camp. The story ia also vouched for for its veracity. One of the members of the F. U. B.'s was doing guard duty and while at his post a gentleman came along, and the boys along the line did their best at saluting tho passer-by. Noticing that the Flint youth gave no

salute, the man asked him why he did not salute as the other soldiers had done. "Didn't have to," came the unsatisfactory reply. "But you saw your comrades did?" "Well, I don't salute every gol darned farmer that passes along these parts, sir, if they do," came the reply. "Do you know whom you address that way ? I am Gov, Luce." "Eh ! oh ! gosh ! Excuse me. Governor, just once."

The true scientific attitude of the day, as expressed by the President of the

British Association. Professor Flower, is "a suspended judgment." Professor Flower iudorsea Sir John Lubbock's

idea that the the field of inquiry is limitless, and that there may be "fifty other senses as different from ours as sound is from sight and even within the boundaries of our own senses there may be endless sounds which we cannot hear, and colors as different as red from green, of which we have no conception. These and a thousand other questions remain for solution. The familiar world which surrounds us may be a totally different place to other animals. To them it may be full of music which we cannot hear, of color which we cannot

see, of sensations which we cannot conceive." There is nothing in the world more pathetic than the meek, timorous, shrinking ways of certain people we have all seen them who have given up their old homes into younger hands, ana subsided into some out-of-the-way corner of it, to sit by the fireside and table henceforth as if they were mere pensioners, afraid of "making trouble," afraid oc being "in the way," afraid oi accepting the half that is their due, and going down to their graves with a pitiful deprecating air, as if constantly apologizing for staying so long. There

is no scorn too deep and sharp for the sons and daughters who will accept this attitude on the part of those to whom thev owe so much. Sometimes, to be sure, people grow old with bad grace. Thev become embittered bv misfortune or affliction, or are peevisl and unreasonable under the goad t ill health. All the more do they appeal to great gentleness and faitht'uL ess. Let it be

borne in mind that we, -oo, are hasten

ing on toward the sunset of life and that it is possible that re may ripen into very uncomfortable old people to demand much more of patience and devotion than we, as children, yield. An English Borgia.

The first detailed record of a female

prisoner in England is furnished in the case of Amy Hutchiusou, a native of tho Isle of Ely. She seems to have married a man about whom she cared nothing, for no other than the feminine reason that she wished to spite her sweetheart. Repentance came, not at leisure, but immediately. Her favorite happening to return from London just as the newly wedded pair were corning out of church,

j the bride was greatly affected at the

recollection of former scenes and the irrevocable ceremony which had now passed. Soon Hutchison became jealous of his wife, a quarrel ensued, and he beat her with much severity. She bought a quantity of arsenic, which she administered in his ale, and meeting her loer acquainted him with what had passed. He advised her to buy more poisor , fearing that the first might not be sufficient, but Hutchinson died the same day. The young widow, who was described as a "tall fine girl." was burnt for "petit treason" at Ely on Nov. 7, 1750. Another female prisouer, Ann Williams, was burnt three years later. This barbarous punishment was repealed by an act passed in the thirtieth year of George III.

Ideas Are hi Demand 1 A half dozen ol the most mioeessful men of New York wore recently asked Vh&t iUiiitJe young men have to gi on in this world these day,says the Chicago Herald. Jay Gould, llussoll Sago, James Gordon Benne t, Dr. Norvin Green, and Charles A. Dana said the outlook was never so good as now. ' What one quality should they possess to succeed best?" was the question asked of each. linssell Sae replied; "caution;" Jay Gould, "perseverance," Dr. Green, ''hard work;" Mr. Bennett, 44 enterprise;" Mr. Dana, "brains." Perhaps Joseph Pulitzer, of the World, summed it up in the best way. :My dear sir," he said to an applicant for a position on the World sometime ago, "what can you do?" "Anything," was the cheerful reply. "Yes, but you must certainly be able to do one thing better than another." "Oh, yes;" was the response, "I can write well on most any subject, am a good executive man, and am fertile in ideas." "Oh," was Mr. Pulitzer's reply, "fertile in ideas." And ho drew his chair

up to his visitor' and peerea anxiously

into his face. "Then you are just tne

man I want. How many good ideas

have voir lvinsr around loose that I

could utilize in increasing the circula

tion of tho World.

"Oh, I could give you twenty," was

the calm reply.

"Twenty?" suid Mr. Pulitzer in astonishment. "Yes, sir, twenty." "Well, now try it. Go home and write me out twenty good ideas or sug

gestions iur increasing the circulation

of the 1 1' ora. bend me your list tomorrow. I will pay you one hundred dollars for each idea I accept. My check for two thousand dollars will be mailed to you at once if I accept them all, and I hope I can, for we need newideas here all the time, and then we can make permanent arrangement. I will pay one hundred dollars a week for a good idea, and yoU needn't come to the office, either" Yes, I'll do mere. Ill buy a fine pair of horses, so that you may drive around town i.ud enjoy yourself in the park. Your fortune is made if you can do as you

ecu ted thieving scheme. It dawned on thorn that tho te'eohone schema was u

decoy, and the preposterous quest io;r. asked by the young men were only a blind to cover their real business. No trace could be found of the rascal, and t he firm is poorer bv nearly S3,0(M and

richer Ij the experience which cost uia taiin.

Accoeding to a computation just issued by an eminent statistician, the cost in human life of the wars of the last thirty-four years has been 2,253,01)0 souls. The Crimean war cost 770,000 men, the Italian war, (1859) 45,000; the Danish war ( ISM) 3,000; the American Civil war-the Northern State3, 280,000, the Southern States, 520,000, the Austro-Pru3sian war, 45,000 ; the Franco-German war France, 155,000; Germany, 60,000; The Turco-Bussian wr, 250,000; the South African wars,

30.000 ; the Afghan war, 25,000 ; The Mexican and Cochin-Chinese expeditions, 65,000, and the Bulgaro-Ser-nan Insurrection, 25,000. This list does not include mortality from sickness. One of the most unique cemeteries in the United States is tLat at Sheepshead Bay, Long Island, the burial ground for noted horses. It was established two years ago, and by the end ol the first year three noted racers had found a resting place within its quiet pr 9cinota. The three in question were Lucy B., Dew Drop, and Porter Ashe's Tea. As heretofore, the common brutes which live out their alloted days and die without making a better record than 2:20, will be given over to the tender mercies of the equine potters' field boss on Barren Inland, which is in the immediate vicinity. The racer burial gromd beaatifalr 4e"ated with

A liiferent Kind. "It always sort o' makes me feel sad and down-hearted to read about the prodigal son in the Bible." said Farmer Silkens to his male offspring who was home on his summer vacation. "Y-a-a-s." "Yaws," echoed the old man, as lm lips curled contemptuously, "he came back and says honorably and flat-footed, Tve done wrong an I want another chance M wY-a-a-s.w "Yaws; fye didn't come back to the farm pizenin' the very butterflias with the smoke from his siggereets an' say,

'Pops, ole boy, Pm dead broke; couldn't you let me have atwent to keep up my end with the fels at the club?9 Not much he didn't." And the old man heaved a sigh ai:d went out to feed the hogs. San Fran cisco Wasp. The Disobedient Sons. Two young sons, brought up among the surroundings of wealth and allowed to have their own way, were summoned to the death-bed of their indulgent

! father.

"My sons," said the dying man, "I want yon to honor and obey your loving mother better than you have done in the past." Ajd they promised they would. The j buried him aud then proceeded to make more merry than ever the lives they hail been leading, and in less than a year's time their neglected mother died, heart-broken by their misdeeds.

j Twere is a moral m this, both for lni diligent paro;its and disobedient ehil- ! 4ren.

say." The young man did send his ideas, carefully -written out, and they were promptly returned to him as worthless. Instead of riding through the park in a luxurious coach, he is now holding down a chair in a Bowery cheap lodging house. He possessed brass, but not brains. South American Fanip&ro A strange natural phenomenon is the pampero, a South American storm wind, which is described by the author of "Hearts of Oak," who first made its ippearance during astay at Montevideo. A light breeze had been blowing from the northeast, but had steadily increased in force, and brought with it the heated air of the tropics, while passing

a treeless country, exposed to the burning sun rays of a clear sky, so warms up the atmosphere on the snores of the Bio de la Plata, that its effect on human beings is exceedingly bad. This state of things generally lasts for a week, or longer, until the stifling heat becomes unbearable, ana the inhabitants are &een resting in grass hammocks or lying on bare floors, incapable of exertion. However, relief is close at hand. A little cloud, "no bigger than a a man's hand," is first Feen to rise above the waters; then the heavens grow black with clouds, and the battle of opposing winds begins. The pampero advances with its artillery well in front; forked flashes of vivid lightning, followed by peals of thunder, bear down upon the foe, who quite up to the moment of attack, is fiercely discharging its fiery breadth on the surrounding regions. The inhabitants now climb on the azoteax, or flat roofs, to watch the struggle, and to be the first to participate in the delicious

relief brought by the pampero to their fevered bodies. Far out on the river a curious sight may be seen; the opposing waves, rased by the rival winds, meet, like a rush of cavalry in wild career, their white horses with foaming crests dash themselves against each other, and send clouds of dazzling spray high into the air; this being backed by an inky iiky raiders the scene most imposing. Gradually the northeaster gives way, followed closely by its enemy, the pampero, which throws out skirmishing currents of ice-cold wind, in advance of its final onslaught. Then comes a roar of the elements, and a deluge such as.no one would willingly encounter, and cooler weather is established, for the time being, The Yoih Man (iasped. An incident which was one of the filickest and most audacious piece of th eving, not without a touch of humor in it, occurred at Chicago, a few days ago. The sum of $3,000 was stolen right under the noses of three business men in the office of Eggleston, Mallith & Brownell, contractors, two of whom were members of the firm. A clerk of the firm was busy with a bundle of $2,-

870, putting it into envelopes with

which to pay the employes of tne firm. While thus ocoupietf a well-dressed young man came in and commenced conversation with Mr. Eggleston. In a short time, from a different entrance, another yor.ng man came in and began talking with Mr. Mallith. Then the telephone bell rang. The clerk, seeing both members of the firm engaged, left his desk to answer the call, the t?!e-

I phone being in an adjoining closet. The

visit of the first stranger then termi- j nated and passing the clerk's desk, he i

went out Then the other caller with-

( drew. The clerk soon came back with

an inexplicable message and giving it to his employer, went to his desk. Suddenly ho became pale and fairly gas)i.ig for breath asked his employers if thev had the money, thinking they had played a joke. Thee gentlemen denied that they had taken the moi ev, wd soon it became evident that the hree chumps were the victims o:f a most cieverly planned aud cleverlv ex-

The Battle With the Sea. I have seen three men drown, and in

each instance they were strong men and good swimmers. The look which comes to the lace of a man who ieols himself drawn under, is something you can never forget to your dying day. It is akin to that on the lace of the condemned as the blackcap is dra vn over it, and he knows that another minute will launch him into eternity, When the treacherous undertow has seized on the swimmer and drifted him out beyond the safety line he at first looks his surprise, The drift was so quiet he did not mark it. He is astonished to find the waves so much stronger and a current pulling at him, aud he strikes out to return. He makes a dozen powerful strokes, aud then you note his look of surprise give way to one of alarm. He is scarcely holding his own much les progressing towards safety. Now he draws deep breaths and calls up all his muscular power, and he gains inch by inch and foot by loot. He is witlnu a dozen feet of safety when a look of horror comes to his eyes, and his face is ghostly white among the foam. A cramp has seized him in the leg orfcm. Inside the breaker that would mean nothing. Outside it means death. His

efforts are spasmodic uow, and the alarm is given along the beach. The life-boats are above and below, and the people of the iron piers can extend no help. If he can keep afloat five minutes he will be saved. Can he do it? No! The current has already mast: ered him and is drifting him away. He battles for life as only a strong man can, and f00 people cheer his efforts. It is not a fair fight. There are terrible odds against him. Inch by inch ho yields, but when the hundreds are cheering their bravest he lifts his hands

above his head, utters a shout of despair and goes down to be seen no more until the bruised and battered body is flung cn the beach at high tide. The Eviis of Spunking. While children are much more indulged and considered in this age than ever before, they are all still the victims of a barbarous custom. I refer to the practice of whipping as punishment. Though it has long since been largely abolished in our own and other countries as a rnoht inhuman mode of punishment, little children are still beaten, cuffed, and by fond (?) parents in a most unconscionable manner. It h pretty generally conceeded that cuffing children on the head or ears, is frequently fraught with the most serious results many cases of deafness and even brain disease having arisen from this practice. Evils quite as grave, I am assured bv a ladv phvsician of extensive practice, result from tho punishment known as "spunking." Blows given with more or less severity and greater or less frequency, in the region of the spine, will, she contends, cause serious brain or spinal trouble, moreover, the state of the brain and nervous svsteni, have a great effect on the dis

position, and the shock winch may possibly cure one fault, may, by disordering and deranging the nervous system, produce faults of a much graver and more complicated nature. Marie Merrick, in Ladies Home Journal. A Cautious Mam In a restaurant. Man shoved back his chair, and calling a waiter, said: ''Didn't I order a porterhouse steak?" "if as, sah," "Then why didn't you bring it?" "Ain't dat er porterhouse?" "Porterhouse, why, you nappy-headed rascal, a bull-dog couldn't tear it. Where's the proprietor?" "In de oflice." "Tell him to come here." "He's mighty busy, I reckon." " Well, you go and tell him that I have important business with him, or I'll cripple you for life." The proprietor soon appeared, "My dear sir," said the customer, "can you furnish me with a strong string?" "A what?" the proprietor exclaimed. "With a strong string," I said. "What do you want with a string?" "I want to tie one end of it to a fragment of this steak. Didn't you read about the man who was choked to death with a tough beefsteak the other day? I want to tie this one, so, in case I see it is about to choke me to death, I can snatch it out. What, don't approve of the idea? You reasturaut men do not believe in progress." Arkansaw Traveler.

The Pie's Place in llistorj. Secretary Husk is fqnd of pie. Ho loves pie "as William the Conqueror loved the tall deer. Unlike tho Norman, he does not want to prevent any

body else satisfying the taste that dom- I

mates, mm. un ine contrary, uo would like to see pie on every table in the land, however humble. There are those who h.ay that pie three times r. riay in responsible for the dyspepsia oi New England; but the more rational belief is that pie is somehow involved with t he greatness of New England, and is part of that common glory which glide our history and irradiates the path of our future. While it lis by no means fixed beyond controversy, there is yet reasonable ground for the belief that the Pilgrims brought over pie with them in the Mayflower. Certainly there were mighty pasties of venison, and also of fruit, baked in Merry England not long before they went to Holland. The Indians never knew pie, and the Indians who were fitron g and warlike when the Pilgrims landed are now a weak and vanishing race, whereas the descendants of the Pilgrims possess the land. This coincidence will not be lost to thoughtful minds. Pie and precedence go together. The men who faced the British at Concord, the men who toiled all night at Bunker Hill and fought all tho nt'xt day, were pie-eaters. Massachusetts was the great pie eating State, and Massachusetts furnished more men than any other State to the Continental Army. There are several allusions to pie in Washington's correspondence. He notes on or e occasion that his cook had fallen upon the discovery that apples could be made i ito pie. It is not a fair presumption that this secret was imparted to him by some New England soldier? Washington's life guard was largely made up of New Enerlanderw, and was first com

manded by a New Englander. He loved pie. and he felt himself safe when

! encircled by the swords of 101) pie-eat

ers. New Englanders have developed the West aud have carried the Hag and ! the pie to the Pacific. What was sectional has become national; pie and pro

gress and patriotism are convertible terms. Secretary Rusk does well to encourage pie, strictly as an administrative measure, for wheat and meat, and fruit and berries, all great products of the field and the orchard, by the alchemy of the kitchen are converted into pie. The Secretary of Agriculture could do n less than indorse pie, but we believe his indorsement is rather due to the pardonable pride of the patriot than the cold forethought of the administrator. When the wise Secretary was Governor of Wisconsin he put down the anarchists with an iron hand. They rose against law, property, and morality. Not one of those men had ever eaten pie. l!o$ Ion Transcript. A Sight Police Reporter's "Scoop." There are many difficulties to overcome by a night police reporter before he can add the honor of another "scoop" to his list They are hustlers" these newspaper men of the night and, while the utmost friendliness exists among them, each one is mightily suspicious of the others when it comes to a question of news. A chance word over the wire, the peculiar actions of a cabby, or the slightest unusual act of one of the reporters serves to give the "tip" that something is up. Then begins the hunt for the item, and often strategy is resorted to. It's a case of everybody against one. n Tho other night young S had a "scoop." It was his first one, and the

fact that a mighty secret was concealed

about his person was as plain to the

older boys as though he had shouted it

from the housetops. Then began the

search. Everv ro;ice station in the

citv was visited. Scores of drug stores

and all nierht restaurants were searched,

but in vain. It was nearly midnight

when the last of the boys returned. Younff S was just preparing to

write up his copy. The other boys

watched him Quietly. There he was "knocking their eyes out' right in their

presence and they were powerless.

S bad reached the bottom of his

first page and was about to begin his

second when one of the boys sang out:

"Say, S , give me some of that pa-

naper.

Certainlv,w was the reply, and the

vmino1 man with the scoop tore off a

portion of the pad and handed it over.

That settled his "scoop." One of the

older reporters noticed that S wrote

a heavy hand, and to get hold of the second sheet of the paper meant the discovery of the secret, for on it in plain, indented characters was given the

introduction or nucleus of tne story.

S will tear off the bottom of his

pad in the future when any one asks for

'copy paper." Chicago Tribune.

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liis Name Against Him. After twenty years of loose living in Bohemian fashion, Ricardo cornea in fou a legacy of ten million reals. "Now's the time to pay off my creditors, " he exclaims. The latter begin to call upon him. One of them, all smiles and obsequiousness, remarks : "You see, I have not troubled you much, and therefore consider myself entitled to be paid before tho rest." "If I rightly remember," says Ricardo. "Your name is Zoilo Zamora?" "Exactly !" "Then, my good friend, I am sorry to have to tell you that I am paying my creditors in "alphabetical order, so that it will not be your turn till last." Madrid Courier. An ludex to Character, The human laugh is an excellent index to character. Did you ever know a man who simpered and giggled like a girl who wasn't a sneak in his heart? And on the contrary, did you ever know a fellow who laughed out squarely with a good honest roar who wasn't the prince of good fellows? A nhrill lanh is indicative of deceit, and a deep chuckle proven sincerity and good nature. Bv this I d n't mean thut a man with a tenor voice can't laugh an though iio was honest, or one with a bass vuiue cover his inNii.ority with a mere boilow. It the ring that talus. Jf ho lauh has no ring you can put the lehow down as ha f-heartcd a d i e.

Expert Testimony. "You have studied this case very

thoroughly, Doctor Lancet?" asked the

lawver.

"Yes," answered the physician, "I

Vulva mndrt fill Dosaible inouiries in re

gard to the life of the diseased, his habits, etc., and particularly as to his last illness; and not content with that, I

have made a post mortem examination

of his remains, les, sir. i natter my

self that I am thoroughly competent

to giv an opinion of weight on the

Well, I have no doubt of it, " said the lawyer. UI sent for you to engage

vour services as an expert at the trial.

I'll give you your retainer now, if you

ulease "

"Thank you, I shall be on hand.

Good morning, sir.

He goes out, but returns a moment

later.

"Oh, I forgot to ask you which side I

was on, whether I am to prove that the

man was poisoned or died from natural causes. Poisoued? Oh, yes; you can

rely upon me. Two Opinions.

Old Mr, Funds I can't see, Harry,

why yon iird it necessary to draw your

Kftiarv in advance this wav. In sure

the other vouncr men in the olftce are

saving up money out of theirs. liar-v -You're all wrong there, unci

L ?:cer knew a hiufflo one of them t0

iuv more than lii'teeu cents in his

i h M:,et when I ha - vted to want to

borrow a dollar. Jndj

THE PHANTOM SHIP. The SibJ"; of Hfntiv imrl Knmwc, If IJh Huril In tin f;r'lo Dwert Who has not heard of the, phantom uhip of California, whose hulk ; buried in the sands of the desert, and Vhoae spectral masts have lured many treasure-seekers to destruction? At the lima of its discovery, several years ago, the press raved obout it, historians speculated upon it, songsters sang it, no velists wove it with romances, and Joaifua Miller, the long-haired rhymster of the Sierras dropping into poetry with the

facility of Silas Wegg celebrated it ia verse. This mysterious vessel lies not far north of the line between Upper and Lower California, in what is known as the Colorado Desert, and has just been rediscovered by a party of prospectors. It was first seen by Joseph Talbot, who gives it as his opinion that the desert in which it is stranded was once a part of California Gulf, but that at some remote period ah earthquake threw up the chain of hills across its mouth, entirely altering the character of the country. The waters gradually subsided, but their mark may still be plainly seen some sixty or seventy feet up the mountain sides, all around the border. The ship may have been a piratical crafi which lost her way; she may have beea the vessel named by Admiral Vizcaino and mentioned by Father Junipero Sorra. She may have been a ship of exploration, commanded by some Catiiian grandee, which disappeared in the seventeenth century with 1,000,009 v doubloons on board. None can now tell anything about her beyond the bare fact that she is in the midst of the desert, "lifting heavenward a hand." Though many have tried no man has yet been able to reach the spot. For miles around it on every side, the alkali crust that cover the deep, hot, stinging sand is not strong enough td support man or beast. There is no water for a great distance; and if a roan could wade through on foot, where it is impossible to control a mule to carry him, he could not be burdened with sufficient food and water to last him through the expedition, without which he must surely perish. Last year two determined miners were sent out, equipped with shovels, tools and "grub stake0 to dig up the

craft and its treasure. Tune passed;

thev did not return, and Anally owners

were sent to look for them. Tte Ifctter,

comma in sicrht of the tall white masts.

found a pile of fossils and marine shells

a monument erected by those tot whom they were looking; and later they came upon two human skeletons, presumably those of the miners, the flesh

picked clean from the bones by greedy

vultures. In the present montn anotner party of explorers will leave San Diego prepared to unravel the secrets of the phantom ship. One of Love's Pranks. Wanted Twelve men for bottle-waf hine.

163 Division street.

The above advertisement was inserted

in the want columns of several papers

Friday. Mrs. Kate Weeks, a washerwoman, who has a modest home at the above number, had just eaten dinner with her

children when there was a great knock

ing at the door. She opened it, wad a

typical spec'men of the tramp species pushed his way into the room. He was

ragged and without collar or hat-brim. Be vez the woman phwat is in nade

o' bottle-washers?" he demanded, point

ing out the advertisement with a dirty finger. Wondering greatly, Mrs. Weeks explained that there was surely a mistake, that she had not inserted the advertisement, that she had no bottles to wash and no money to pay bottle-washer. However, no sooner had this applicant gone than another came. And so it kept up all the afternoon and evening. Big men, little men, dirty men, lazy men, crazy men have clambered up the stairs and thumped on Mrs. Weeks door. She has suffered countless indig- . nities and insults, her stairway is all mud and water, and the door, has been opened so many times in twenty-four hours that the lock is broken. A tired-looking little woman visited police court yesterday morning. It was Mr3. Weeks, and her eyes were very red. "I want a warrant for George Rapp, said the woman, buttonholing Judge Haug. "He lives at 408 Grandy avenue, and he is the meanest man in Detroit. He has bothered me in every possible way, but worse than all else he put this advertisement in the paper about me. I am a hard-working widow, and Rapp is my lover. He wanted me to marry him right away, but I didn't want to do so until he had money saved up. When I . refused he went off angry and has been doiug everything possible to make my life miserable." "I doivt see what I can do about this ;joke of his in the papers," said the Justice, but I'll issue the warrant for his arrest for making threats. Detroit News. Tender-Hearted. Bears were so numerous in the early settlement of Ohio that one man has been known to kill sixty-five in a single Beason; but the war of extermination greatly reduced their number in a few years. Mr. Barker, of Athens, relates ihe following hunting incident of pioneer times: Chris Stevens anct a Germaa named Heck were hunting one day, and treed a bear in a large poplar not far from Steven's house. The bear climbed nearly to the top of the tree, which was very talL The hunters had but one gun between them, and Stevens was to shoot. He levelled his piece, took aim, add then waited as if taking a more careful sight. Heck waited anxiously for his companion to fire. Out of patience, he at length exclaimed, fcWhy don't you jhoot? Stevens, who was a very kind-hearted man, deliberately lowered his gun and said, "I can't bear to see the poor thing fall so far!" "Aiut you a soft one!" exclaimed the German" uGif me de gun den I shoots him if he fallp mit de ground till a t'ousand feet." He seized the gun and Bruin soon came tumbling down. Why hasn't the debt of Nature beea paid, hhes got the rocks?

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