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Asf'noiding Feats of Indian Fakir Strange Sights in the Capital of Maui A Wonderful Crane Crocodile's Enemies. To the Wood Robin. Bar;J of the twilight hour! My soul goes forth to mingle with thy hymn. Which floats like slumber round each cloning tlgwer. And weaves sweet visions through the forest dim. Where Day's sweet warbit rs rest, Kaoh gently rocking on the waving spray. Or hovering the dear fledglings in the nest Without one care-pang for the coming day. Oh, holy bird, and sweet Angel of this dark forest, whose rich j notes Gush like a fountain In the still retreat. O'er which a world of mirrored beauty floats. My spirit drinks the stream. Till human cares ami passions fade away; And all my soul is wrapped in one sweet dream Of blended love, and peace, and melody. Sweet bird; that wakest alone The moonlight echoes of the flowery dells, When every other winged lute Is flown. And insects sleeping all in nodding bells; I bow my aching head. And wait the unction of thy voice of love: I feel it o'er my weary spirit shed, Like dew from balmy Mowers that bloom above. Oh! when the loves of earth Are silent birds, at close of life's long da y . May some pure seraphim of heavenly birth Hear on Its holy hymn my soul away! leafs of luifiaii Fakirs. India, wriies a recent traveler, is pre-eminently the land of mystery, and our most advanced magicians have never been able to reproduce al! their marvelous performances. One day in the market place of an Indian village I saw a curious performance. It was conducted by two men one old and j emaciated, carrying a native drum; the other young and well fed, fantastically j gowned with an overskirt of colored handkerchiefs and a multitude of bells, which jangled noisily at the slight-; slight-; est movement; long, ragged hair alto-! alto-! gether a hideous figure. The drummer I began a weird tom-toming, and the i other man an incantation. Then he extended a "supra" a bamboo tray used by all natives on which any one who pleases places a large handful of j rice and the same quantity of grain. The two ingredients are thoroughly amalgamated, so that it would in the ! ordinary way take hours to separate them. Now the fantastic man with j his tray begins. He turns around j slowly, gradually quickening his pace j (the drummer also keeping time), j fa.-ter and faster, in a giddy vortex, the ! tray at times almost out of his hands, yet so cleverly handled that not a i grain falls out. It is very trying to watch, but in a couple of minutes both stop simultaneously, and the man shows to the wondering spectators two little heaps, one of rice and the other grain, at different ends of the tray, which in his sickening gyrations he ha; bpon able to separate by some extraordinary ex-traordinary manipulation. Later, it was my good fortune to be able to witness wit-ness one of those remarkable cases of voluntarily suspended animation of which I had so frequently heard, with a somewhat dubious smile, I am afraid. But I am convinced now. It was called a "Joghee" performance and took place before the Maharajah of Dhurbanga, 1 a. T 1 1 i.1 . whose guest I had the honor to be. The "Joghee" was put by his disciples into a trance. He became perfectly unconscious uncon-scious and dead to all appearances. An English doctor present felt his pulse and found it had ceased, and a looking glass showed not the slightest moisture mois-ture of any breath in the body. The "Joghee" was put into a coffin, the lid screwed on, and seals were impressed on it with the Maharajah's signet ring. The box was buried five feet deep, earth thrown in and well stamped. Grain was then sown and trusted sentries sen-tries guarded the place. , The grain had sprouted and borne corn when we were invited again, after sixty days, to witness the resurrection of the body. The grave was opened and the coffin found to be intact. The seals were broken, the lid unscrewed, and ) the "Joghee" was taken out stiff and j stark. His disciples now began to manipulate the body and go through certain rites, very sim'lar to mesmerism, mesmer-ism, and by degrees the dead man opened his eyes, a quiver ran through his body and he sat up erect. In the Siamese Capital. Bangkok, the capital of Siam, is variously va-riously called by those people who revel in comparisons the "Venice of the east," and the "Constantinople of Asia;" in the first Instance because of the many canals that run through the city, and in the second because of the hundreds of wretched and ownerless pariah dogs that roam its streets with impunity. There is much truth in both comparisons, writes a recent traveler. Certainly Bangkok is the home of the gaunt and ugly pariah dog, which spends its life foraging and getting just enough to keep life in it.: mangy carcass, multiplying meantime with great rapidity because the Buddhist's doctrine forbids its killing. Outcast dogs are not the only pests whose multiplication in Bangkok may be charged to Buddhism: more noisy crows perch of an early morning on your window casing and the tree Immediately Im-mediately beyond it than in the space of a day hover near the Towers of Si-i-nice at Bombay awaiting the pleas-are pleas-are of the vultures that feed on the last earthly remains of those who have died in the faith of the parsee. In by far the larger half of Bangkok Bang-kok the easiest means of travel is by boat, and half the city is reached In no oher way. The Siamese woman of the lower class daily paddles her own canoe to the market and bazaar, or, if she be of the better class, employs a rua chang if Indeed one is not included, includ-ed, with ricksha for road travel, among tne possessions of him to whom with as many others as his nature cromnts j vi ... . . . and his purse affords, she looks for support and protection. For full five miles on both sides of the Menam river Bangkok stretches Its floating shops, and for at least half that distance an extra row rests behind on the steadier site cf the bank. Here are the greatest great-est number of the shops, and along the banks reside probably one-third of the ) city's 400,000 Inhabitants. Over half ' of the remainder live along the several klongs, which wind in and around the city with certainty all the deviousness and apparently the equal aimlessnees of a cow .path. They are" not nearl" bfcratS wider of the native lfjua id". W M I 7 iM ' trT w r : not saying much or . , t ockrl I ever, since SempanP Vt ntereStS OI trie ledQ1 ten feet wide, and much as that. tnisauoiv af. Wrj A Wonderful Vrane. We hear many stories of animals anf ! birds that have been carefully educated, edu-cated, but a story told In the Corntll' Magazine is somewhat novel, inasmuct as the crane of whose doings it t'-lli educated itself, and became a very accomplished ac-complished bird without any ojf.sid assistance. It lived with its mate ii a German village, and grew much at tached to the farmer to whom It be longed. The two cranes found th j simple country life exactly to theii ! taste, and soon knew every inhabitant ! of the place. They used to call regu- j larly at the houses to be fed, and al! went well until the female bird died ! Then the other chose a new companion and his choice was a strange one. He took as his friend a bull, to whom he I showed the utmost devotion. He would stand by the animal in the stall and keep the flies off him, scream when he bellowed, dance before him, and fol- j low him out with the herd. The com- J munal system of joint herding of cattle , and swine, and driving them together J to the pasture, prevailed in the village, ' and in following his new friend the ; crane learned the duties of cowherd, j so that one evening he brought home ; the whole village herd of heifers un- j aided, and drove them into the stable. From that day the crane s life became a busy one. He undertook duties enough to last him from morning till night. He acted as policeman among the poultry, poul-try, stopping all fights and disorder. Once, when a turkey and a game cock were found fighting, the crane first fought the turkey, and then sought out and punished the cock. Once, when two heifers lagged behind, he drove them through the street so vigorously that they became frightened and broke away, running two miles In the wrong direction. The bird was not discouraged. dis-couraged. He could not bring them back, but he did the next best thing. He turned them into a field, and then stood guard over them till they were fetched. He would drive out trespassing trespass-ing cattle as courageously as a dog, and unlike most busybodles was a universal univer-sal favorite and the pride of the vll- ' lage. Enemies of the t'roc xlile. The Ichneumon, or "Pharaoh's Rat," as it is popularly called, prevents the too rapid increase of crocodiles by feeding feed-ing largely upon their eggs. These eggs are, considering the size of the adult reptiles, exceedingly small, and the Ichnelmon is able to take several of them at a meal. The ancients believed be-lieved that thi3 little animal entered the crocodiles' mouth and killed them by gnawing upon their intestines. On account of its usefulness in destroying crocodiles' eggs and vermin of all kinds it was tamed by the ancient Egyptians and venerated by them as a Deity. It is shy in its habits and lives in holes near the banks of rivers, preferring pre-ferring the daytime for making its raids. The total length of the animal is about three feet three inches, of which the tail measures eighteen , inches; its color Is brown, plentifully grizzled with gray, each hair being ringed alternately with gray and brown. The Ibis or Nile bird is also said to feed on the eggs of crocodiles, while it3 feathers are fabled to scare or even kill the reptile itself. The Gallinago, too, a species of vulture, inhabiting in-habiting South America, keeps down the number of crocodiles by eating their eggs. From the branches of the trees that shade the river these birds watch the female laying her eggs. WThen she has retired they flock to gether upon the hidden treasure, tear . up the eggs, and devour them in far quicker time than they were deposited. A Spider's I$rldre. Some sarcastic writer has said that philosophers, like spiders, spin their web out of their own insides; but not every philosopher would be able to get out of a "tight place" as quickly and safely as did the particular spider of whose exploits a writer relates this story: "One day I caught a spider and brought him into the house to pray with. I took a basin and fastened a stick to it, like a vessel's mast or a liberty pole, and then poured in water enough to turn the mast into an island. I On this I placed my spider Crusoe, as I ! called him. As soon as he was fairly cast away, he began anxiously running around to find a road to the mainland. He scampered down the mast to the i water, stuck out a foot, got it wet, ran 1 around the stick, and tried tlie other side, and finally ran back up to the top again. Here he stopped, as if to consider con-sider the matter. I put a little sweet stuff on the stick. A fly came, but the spider cared not for flies just then. He went slowly down the pole to the water, and touched it all around, shaking shak-ing his feet like a cat, when she wets her paws in the grass. Suddenly, as if inspired with a plan for escape, he mounted to the top like a rocket. He held one foot in the air, then another, and turned round two or three times. He seemed excited, and several tim- i nearly stood on his head. He fer.d somehow discovered that there was wind enough to carry a line ashore. He pushed out a web that went floating float-ing in the air until it caught on the table. Then he hauled on the rope un til it was tight, struck it twice or thrice ! to see if it was strong enough to bold him, and then he walked ashore. He had earned his liberty, and I carried him back to his web." Evidence of Ability. From the Chicago News: "And so you think Horrocks is a man of more than ordinary intelligence? What has led you to form such an opinion of Lhim?" "As I was on my way home yesterday I saw a horse that had balked in the middle of the street and a crowd had gathered around. Hor-poeks Hor-poeks was the only person present wKo had no scheme to suggest for making the animal move." PEOPLE TALKED ABOUT. B. L. Farjeon, the English novelist, Is a son-in-law of Joseph Jeffers, .v. . ov , Z. . . -! the tea habit. She is said to drink 30 or 40 cups a day. Hon. George Coppin. the "Fattier of the Australian stage," has just celebrated cele-brated his eightieth birthday. The only peer newspaer man, in England Eng-land la Lord Glenesk, proprietor of the London Morning Pest. The oldest of modern Athenians, Ma' -AP080103 Mavroyenis, has Just ceienratea nis nunavretn birthday. M. Dejschanel, the new member of tie French academy, is a comparatively comparative-ly young man, having been born oa TW. 15. 1856. ft OUR 4 se - iugs. 2WbS Dream What the Clouds Did A Story with an Excellent Moral A Royal Baby. A baby queen, 60 pink and wee. Lay soft in her cradle green, While her stout little guard kept watch and wait "With their thorny bayonets keen. But nevertheless The sunbeams gay Peeped in, and the baby grew; And if you can guess. What she is today I will gladly give her to you. So hold out your hand for what do you suppose? A bonny, velvety, sweet June rose. E. H. T. What the Clouds Did. One day it was ery hot. Every one was saying, "Oh, I wish it would rain!" In the city the streets were dusty and the gardens so dry that some poor little flowers began to wither and droop. They had been trying to hold up their heads and look as fresh as they could, but at last instead of smiling smil-ing cheerfully at the sunshine, they fell over, limp. In the park the grass and the trees were slowly turning brown. The sparrows spar-rows tried their best to find a little puddle so they could have a drink, for they were too thirsty even to chirp. At home the little folks had to stay indoors, or else in a shady corner of the yard. Even pussy felt too hot to frolic, so she stretched herself out on the stone doorstep and did nothing but blink and yawn. In some places in the country the wells and little streams were drying up, and the farmers were afraid their vegetables would soon be as limp as the flowers, and then no one would buy them. But what do you think happened? Why, the clouds heard what was going on, and they all came hurrying across the sky to hold a meeting and think over what they could do. Some of the clouds were very much excited, and there was a good deal of noise and confusion. (The people said it was be ginning to thunder and lighten.) In a short time the clouds became more ouiet and decided to give the earth a gentle, steady rain for a day and a half. But meanwhile, such a scampering as there was on the earth! People were hurrying home as fast as they could; some who had to go out were looking for rubbers, umbrellas and waterproof wa-terproof cloaks; others, at home, were closing doors and windows, and taking in the clothes (for it was Monday) Some croquet sets had to be carried into the house, too. At first every one was glad to see the rain, but after a while some people were rather cross because they could not go out or do as they wished. You can always find some people who are dissatisfied with whatever happens to be. But still, the flowers, the grass, the trees and the streams were glad, and so were the farmers, and so were a great many people. At the end of a day and a half, as the clouds had agreed, the rain stopped. By that time the air was cool and sweet. The sun came out and shone so brightly that the little drops of water among the leaves glistened like diamonds. But best of all, there was a beautiful rainbow, and every one was good-natured and happy. A Squirrel Kald. Amos Harding had been at work all day with his father in the hay field, and at 4 o'clock he felt so warm and tired that he left the field and went across to the pasture. Here he took a good drink at the spring, and then threw himself down in the shade of a big tree, and in a few minutes ws sound asleep. I am quite certain that the sun was just as hot, and boys got just as tired, fifty years ago as now. Indeed, I think any boy will agree that it is harder work to rake hay with your own two arms and a big wooden rake, as Amos had been doing since early morning, morn-ing, than it is to ride about on a great raking machine and drive the horEs that draw it, as I saw boys doing in the country last summer. At any rate, Amos was tired, and he slept soundly for a long time. He was having a queer dream, and when he was awakened from his sleep I'll tell you how in a minute he didn't know whether he was awaxe or not, for the dream seemed to go right on. He rubbed his eyes, and looked again at the queerest sight he ever saw, for an army of squirrels was crossing the pasture. He had been lying so still so like a log that the squirrels had been running right over him, and that was what had wakened him. When he rubbed his eyes and sat up, they veered off to the side, and kept as far away from him as they could. There were hundreds thousands of them! The more Amos looked, the more ne wondered if he could awake. They came in a gray stream over the top of the hill west of the pasture, down the side and across the pasture toward the corn field. The first ones were in the corn-field, and still they came streaming stream-ing over the hill. Amos didn't know what to do. He wanted to call his father to see, but he hated to lose a minute of this wonderful won-derful sight; so he climbed up on the worm fence, made a trumpst of his hands, and shouted until he made his father understand that something' unusual un-usual was going on. By this time the last of the army had come over the top of the hill and they were scattering over the corn-flelS, climbing the stalks and helping themselves them-selves to the half-ripe corn. What a noise they made, tearing the husks from the juicy ears! It sounded as if harvest had begun; hut Amos soon saw that there would be no corn left to harvest if they stayed long, so he ran to meet his father and the men as they came, and when they heard his story they all began to run.. "The rogues!" Mr. Harding said. "They came that way once when you were a . baby, Amos, and when they went on we had no corn left. We must df ive them away." They all cut long branches and set to work to drive the horde of squirrels down to the river, toward which the field sloped. And what could a few men do with such an army? It seemed as if they turned back as fast as they were driven away. It was slow work, for the little rogues had no notion of losing a supper so much to their liking. iUt at last tntr tfeld was clear. a.d the foremost ones were pushing out !a-to !a-to the river. The MississiDDl was over half mile wide there, and deep ana swift, and the men fully expected to i see them all washed down by the cur- j rent But the squirrels paddled brave- ) ly, catching at every chip and stick to j keep themselves afloat. Amos felt sorry for them, and breaking break-ing up his long branch, threw the pieces out into the water to help some that seemed about to sink.. "Let's help them across," he cried. "There aren't any farms cn the other side for them to hurt; just woods, where they'll be all right." "The boy is right," said his father, and he threw his stick in. The other men did so, too, and some of them helped Amos as he ran back and forth with sticks and driftwood for tr.:m. Many, of course, were drowned, but a great many got across with the help o a floater, and some plucky little fellows fel-lows made a long swim without any help at all. Next day Amos rowed across, and found the newcomers scattered all through the woods. "They must have, been crowded out back east, and so they came on where thev nniild have plenty of root he said that nignt; and as no one had any better explana tion, he must have been right. Fannie L. Brent Hansen's ltoliocl. In reading of the great Arctic explorer, ex-plorer, Fridtjof Nausen, it is noticeable notice-able that from his earliest boyhood he was perhaps unconsciously, in training for the work of his life. One writer describes de-scribes Nanseu's boyhood sports as follows: fol-lows: Nanseu and his brothers were born and lived at "Froen," their father's country place, in the outskirts of Chris-tiania. Chris-tiania. There was a little hill there, where they made their first attempt at skee-running. Snow -shoeing in those days was almost entirely confined to the peasants. The two brothers took it up as a sport, and began to get rather proficient pro-ficient and tried going down hills. They found they could use them for going down, as well as for making excursions excur-sions through the mountains. They discovered, at the suggestion of an expert ex-pert from the rural districts, that they could jump on them. The peasants generally had never jumped with them, nor made much progress. The boys induced in-duced other fellows to take it up. In that way it became a sport in Chris-tiania, Chris-tiania, and the Nansens did all they could to make it popular. Now the snow-shoe meeting in February is the great skee-meeting of the world. There is a very steep mountainside at Halemkollen, with a sheer descent o about forty-five degrees. Half way down there is a wall built up; this was a favorite slide wkh the fearless boys. Franklin's Self-Culture. Few men have known more than Benjamin Franklin, yet few have hau less education, in the common-sense of th? word. In writing of him in the Century Magazine, Paul L. Ford says: "For not more than two years, at the age of S to 10, he went to a grammar gram-mar school and a private school in Boston; for the other fourscore years and more of his life he learned without with-out a teacher. His father's library was small, but the lad himself spent the little money that came into his hands on serious books and pamphlets. "Having proved deficient in arithmetic arithme-tic in his early youth, he afterward made a special study of mathematics, and for some time amused himself by constructing all sorts of magical squares and circles, with rows of figures fig-ures that would add up alike whichever way they were counted. " 'Poor Richard' made merry over the 'many witty men whose brains i cannot fill their bellies,' and of those J who 'would live by their wits, but ! break for want of stock.' 'A learned blockhead is a greater blockhead than an ignorant one,' he asserted, and claimed that 'of learned fools I have seen ten times ten; of unlearned wise men I have seen a hundred.' "Yet Franklin was far from showing the usual contempt of the self-taught man for an academic education. On ..is settling in Philadelphia, he found 'two things which I regretted,' and one of these was 'there being no provision for the complete education of youth. I therefore in 1743 drew up a proposal for establishing an academy.' " A Dog's Memory. Charles Darwin, the famous naturar- ist, was always fond of dogs, and as a young man had the power of stealing away the affections of his sister's pets; at Cambridge he won the love of his cousin, w. u. Fox s dog, and this may. perhaps, have been the little beast which used to creep down inside his bed and sleep at the foot every night. My father, says Francis Darwin, who tells the story, had a surly dog, who was devoted to him, but unfriendly to every one else, and when he came back from the Beagle voyage the dog remembered re-membered him, but in a curious way, which my father was "fond of telling. He went into the yard and shouted in his old manner; the dog rushed out and set off with him on his walk, showing show-ing no more excitement than if the same thing had happened the day before be-fore instead of five years ago. A Wrons: Conclusion. There was a regular hail of rice and old shoes for good luck as Jonn Booth-heel Booth-heel got into the cab, and on turning round he was struck on the eye by a friendly boot with a rather heavy heel. As the cam immediately drove away, no notice was taken of the accident and, despite the large handkerchief tied by his sobbing bride over his injured optic, the blood still flowed down John's face. When they came to the village of Idlencok John went to old Dr. Stitchem to get the bleeding stopped. "How did you come by this, my man?" "Well, you see, doctor aw I got married today, and" commenced John; when the doctor broke in: "What! has she" started already?" Spare Moments. Her First Trip. Old lady (on ocean steamer) "Mercy "Mer-cy me! Is this all one ship?" Traveled Tra-veled granddaughter "Why, yea, grandma, and we haven't walked a quarter the length of It yet." "Gracious! "Gra-cious! How near will we be to the land when we get to the other end?" Boston Traveler. He Could Buy More. Mrs. Wildman I can tell you this, Mr. Wildman, if you continue in your present life of extravagance you'll surely pay for it some day. Mr. Wildman I wish, my dear, that my creditors had the same faith In my good Intentions, Spare nwnents. A LUCKY ESCAPE. "I'm going to bring Klcholl aroand to play for yon, girls," Rex Brook said to Ethel and me one evening. "He is a superb pianist and Intensely interesting. inter-esting. I found him at a recital at music hall and interviewed him. He has engagements enough already to keep him here all winter. "Is he handsome?" I ventured laughingly. laugh-ingly. "Very," replied Rex, enthusiastically, "and there's a magnetism about him you cannot resist. You'll enjoy meeting meet-ing him, I'm sure." And Rex kissed Ethel good-by, little thinking he might ever regret introducing to her a man "who has ro much magnetism" about him. My sister Ethel had been engaged to Rex Brooks for a year and they expected expect-ed to marry as soon as Rex's promised promotion to the editorial staff of the daily occurred. We girls were orphans and lived in a tiny flat In the city, supporting ourselves our-selves by giving lessons, Ethel In music mu-sic and I in drawing; and, although we i were poor, hardworking girls, we man-I man-I aged to get considerable pleasure out of life. One of our greatest pleasures j was our friendship with Rex. a friend-j friend-j ship which, on the part of Rex and ! Ethel, soon ripened into love. So when j they laughingly asked my consent to their engagement for I was two years j older than Ethel I gave It willingly, and rtex had been like a dear brother i to me ever since. He was a noble, warm-hearted young ' fellow, very industrious and ambitious : and I felt that Ethel would be safe in ! his keeping. A few evenings later Rex brought ' Nicholl around. He was an Italian, I remarkably handsome, with a dark, j foreign sort of beauty, graceful in his movements and possessing a voice sweet and musical, although, having been but a year or so in this country, i he spoke English rather Imperfectly. They had been in the room but a short ! time when Rex besged Nicholl to play i for us. ; He rose at once and went over to the j piano. 1 Then something strange happened. He struck the keys in a plaintive min- or chord and as the sound leaped forth : a little - ase of Venetian glass standing ; on the mantel, a gift from Rex to ! Ethel was shivered to atoms as if by SHE LISTENED a blow and fell in a tinkling shower to the hearth beneath. We all sprang Involuntary to our feet and Rex cried out: "Was it hit by a sound wave, Nicholl?" Nich-oll?" "A thousand pardons," Nicholl exclaimed; ex-claimed; "it was my fault, and yet not. Objects like DeoDle have a keynote. I struck the keyrote of the little vase, it made rsponse and too great was the effort, so it made a shatter 'what you call it?'" We had been startled by the incident, inci-dent, but Nlcholl's words in his Imperfect Imper-fect Sngllsh created a revulsion of feeling feel-ing and we laughed heartily. The fragments were gathered up and the Italian returned quite calmly to the piano and played a weird composition, beginning with a swift, impassioned movement, whic'i gradually merged into a slow. soft, pleading wail or lament. la-ment. I shivered as he ended. I did not like the man, nor did I like his mnsic.and yet I could not but acknowledge acknowl-edge the great charm of hoth. "Nlcholi would break a woman's heart with as much composure as he broke your beautiful vase." I said to Ethel after the men had left. "But he did not break the vase, dear," remonstrated Ethel; "you heard what he said about the keynote, Nan." "Oh, yes, I heard," was my reply, "but I do not understand it But I am poaitive of this. If he found 'the keynote, as he calls it, to a woman's heart, he would not hesitate " "Come, come. Nan," Interrupted Ethel, impatiently, "you are nervous and cross tonight. Nicholi is nothing to us, we may never see him again, but you must acknowledge that he is a superior su-perior musician, whom it is a great treat to hear." That night I dreamed that Ethel had turned into a golden harp, the strings of which seemed to be made from her own beautiful sunny hair. Nicholi was tandlng before the harp, and aa I looked he struck the strings violently with a tuning-fork, holding it up to his ear to catch the "keynote." The dream distressed me so that I felt a forboding of ill and sincerely hoped the musician would not repeat his visit But he came again soon, and ere long became a frequent visitor. Sometimes he came with Rex, but oft-ener oft-ener alone, and he always played. I do not understand music, but I know when it pleases me, usually. Yet I could not analyze the effect Nlcholl's playing had on me. It gave me a strange thrill, yet it left me depressed and fatigued. Just as I feel after reading an exciting book of adventures. On Ethel it had a different differ-ent effect. It seemed to excite her pleasantly and lift her out of herself; ehe listened attentively, absorbing every ev-ery note. And although I knew she adored music and I could see that it was the man's talent and not his personality per-sonality which attracted her. I watched her growing delight In his company and was afraid. I tried to warn Rex that this person of whom he knew but little except that he was a genius, was dangerous, but Rex, loving Ethel as he did with a perfect trustfulness, only laughed at my fears. I gave Nlcholi cold looks and colder words, but still he came. Ethel thought me rude and prejudiced and seemed incapable of comprehending comprehend-ing my anxiety; yet I felt that he' was gaining more influence over her every time they met So matters rested until one day Nich-II Nich-II came alone. He soon sat down to the piano and, opening a new piece of Quale, Quickly tried the opening bara, then avddenly exclaimed: lift wmMmmB This Is peculiar. My wife would Bay "" He broke off as if shot and began to play very noisily, but it was too late to drown his words. He had unguardedly revealed a carefully concealed con-cealed secret and could not recall it So he had a wife! Why had he not told us? We naturally supposed him to be single and Rex did not know. Rex was always too hasty In taking up with talented strangers he eaaually met I drew a long breath of relief and looked at Ethel. She had turned very pale and I feared she would faint I pushed my vinagrette under her nose and the strong, pungent odor revived her. Then I began laughing and talking so gayly that when Nlcholi had finished finish-ed his tempestuous composition she had rallied and was seemingly as gay as I. "I think that is the last we will see of Nicholl." I said after he left us; and my heart sang a psalm of Joy, for I saw that although my darling had received re-ceived a hurt, it was a mere surface wound, and not a deep, serious one that would fester and poison her happiness hap-piness for life. I was correct in my prediction, for Nlcholi never returned. He dropped out of our daily life as if he had never entered It. He evidently was flattered by Ethel's pleasure in his company, and tad meant to make a conquest .of her heart, which he might break at will. But he understood her pure nature too well to think that she would ever care for him when she found he was sacredly bound to another. an-other. And so he vanished. For a short time Ethel was restless and unsettled.but she soon crept gratefully grate-fully back to the safe refuge of Rex's honest love, and he, dear, stupid, trusting trust-ing lover, never knew how near he came to losing his most cherished earthly possession. A "GIG." Obsolete in Its Meaning of Flighty Oirl. "Gig" has one or two obsolete and rare meanings of interest, says the Academy. It is obsolete in its meaning mean-ing of a flighty girl, though a writer so comparatively modern as Mme. D'Arblay wrote in her diary: "Charlotte "Char-lotte Li called, and the little gig told all the quarrels." In the sense of an oddity or fool the word probably survives locally. Whyte-Melvillo ATTENTIVELY. makes someone say in "Kate Coventry" Coven-try" "Such a set of 'gigs,' my dear, I never saw in my life. jj0t a good-looking man among them." Yet note that the word is put Into quotation quota-tion marks. "In high gig" meant in high spirits. "Gig" had the third meaning of fun," glee. Sir Walter Befiant locates the phrase in the thirties thir-ties of this century in his "Fifty Years Ago": "A laughter-loving lass of 18, who dearly loved a bit of gig." Nc connection with "giggle" is suggested By the way, I see that Mr. Leslie Stephen has had the temerity to writ of the house of commons "giggling over some delicious story of bribery and corruption." Although "gig," a flighty girl, is obsolete, "gigglet." meaning the same thing, is appareotlj not so. A writer in Chambers' Jour-nal Jour-nal uses it with effect in the sentence: "Why should female clerks in the post-al post-al service consist of pert giglets hardly hard-ly out of .their teens?" 'Giglet fairs" (for hiring female farm servants) art still held in the west of England. A Floating Fresh Air Hospital. For twenty years a floating hospital has regularly carried out from New York each morning a load of infants, to breathe the pure air which it is difficult for them to obtain in the tenements tene-ments in which they dwell. On thia ship are a few cots and beds for "cases" too 111 to sit outside, but the great mass of the patients sit or play on deck, breathing fresh air and enjoying en-joying sea breezes. Then feeding-time feeding-time comes round, and both the children chil-dren and the mothers for no infants come without their mothers get, for once, a good meal. Bathing is another great feature, and on the lower deefe of the floating hospital baths of varf- ' ous sorts are supplied, so that the lit- ! tie ones return after their outing with clean skins and full stomachs, with bodies revived by the sea air and minds refreshed by new sights whioh they will not readily forget He Believed It. "Do you believe in second sight?" inquired the Boston schoolteacher of the Kansas farmer. "I should say I did," replied the whiskered son of toiL "Yes, an' third an' fourth site, too. Why, bless your heart, since th cyclone cy-clone season sot in that house of mine has been on five different sites, an' no two of 'em identical." Cleveland Plain Dealer. The Beauty of It. Muggins "What have you there Browning? You don't mean to say you enjoy reading that stuff? " Sweet-low Sweet-low -'Stuff? Why, sir, it is beautiful." beauti-ful." Muggins "But do ydu really understand what he is driving at?" Sweetlow "Of course I don't That' the beauty of his writings." Boston Transcript Probabilities to Fit. Wife (at breakfast) I want to do some shopping today, dear. If -the weather is favorable. What are the forecasts? Husband (consulting - hli paper) Rain, hail, thunder and lightning. light-ning. Not Mich to Mr- Softieigh Oh, Mist. Vere, yoor resplendent beauty seta my brain oa fire. Miss Vere Well, never ml ad, it won't be much of a conflAgratioa." Tid-Bit. OUR BUDGETOF FUN. SOME GOOD JOHH5. ORIGINAL AND SELECTED. A Variety of Jokes, Gibes and Ironies, Original nod Selected Flotsam nd Jetsam from thf" Tide of Hanoi Witty Sayings. -' ' ' r Equal to the Occ slon r The poet now finds that this jseason of woe Is such a terrible thing; He changes his poem "Beautiful Snow" To one on "The Coming of Spring." The Amateur Humorist. "Say, I've got an awfully funny joke for you," said the amateur humorist. 'I thought of it last night after I'd gone to bed, and I laughed so hard 1 that my wife thought I was going into j hysterics. If you want to draw it up j you may have it." "What was it?" asked the comic ar-: ar-: tist wearily. "It's like this. You draw a picture of a man wheeling a baby carriage l with a baby in it. The baby's name is I Virginia. You'll have to show that in j some way, because the whole point of I the joke depends on that name. And then you want to make it plain that : they are going in a westerly direction, i And then you label the picture. 'Wheeling West Virginia.' See the point?" But the ungrateful artist had fled. Kill or Cure. Mistress Wrhat is the strange smell in the kitchen? Colored servant I'se jes' makin' a love potion foh dat niggah dat promised prom-ised to marry me, an' now he's tryin' to back out. Mistress Are you sure the potion is a good one? Are you sure it won't hurt him? j Servant I don't keer if It kills hin ef it don't act de way it oughter. In Digestion. Ax Napoleon Jackson: Is de ole woman werry sick, Bass Bass Jones: "Yis; terrible gnawin' pain In de stumjack! Napoleon J.: Wha's de causation? Bass Jones: She's swallowed her false teeth! Appearances Against Him. Cashier (to president of his bank) I wish you would call in an expert, please, to examine my accounts an see that everything is all right. President (startled) Why, what's the matter? Cashier Nothing, only I have been a teacher in our Sunday school for three years and have just now been made superintendent. Probably Not. Bunting Here's a newspaer headline head-line which reads: "Fell Down an Elevator Ele-vator Well." Larkin Wrhat of it? Bunting I was simply wondering if he remained well long after he reached the bottom! A Postponement. Bookkeeper Can you let me off this afternoon, Mr. Sellem? My grandmother is dying. Employer She will have to wait a day or two, Mr. Ledgers. I am going to the ball game myself this afternoon. after-noon. He Knew All About ft. Brer Johnsing W -? ' usvofien. Decoration Day? VJS Brer Jackson Huhf yo' fob! niggah, don't yo' know dat? Dat's de day when we celebrates de Decoration of Independence. Cheaper to Let It So. Client "This bill of yours Is exorbitant. exor-bitant. There are several items in it that I don't understand at all." Lawyer "I am perfectly willing to explain it, but the explanation will cost you $10." The Keason Why. "That's what I call fin-de-siecle," said Spendleigh, as he laid down a $5 bill. "How's that?" asked Twendleigh. "It's the last of a century!" was the reply. Money to Horn. Clerk in summer hotel How long do you intend to stay, sir? Guest Three weeks. Clerk Front! Show this millionaire million-aire up to room 411. Very Slippery. Standoff: A secret and a cook are very much alike. Mrs. Gullem: In what way? Standoff: Women find it very hard to keep either. No Need to Worry. He (gloomily) My salary has been cut down 10 per cent. She (brightly) What's the difference! differ-ence! I know where I can buy lots of things marked, down 30 per cent Would Seem Not. Browne There is always fire where there 13 much smoke. Towne Huh! Guess you never tried to build a fire in the kitchen stove at S o'clock in the morning. , . A Favorable Time. "Carnegie is reported to have said that to die rich is to die disgraced." "Luckily, that's the time when a man feels disgrace the least" Cleveland. Plain Dealer ' 5 . t- - |