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Show Persian kitten was bourn v, mm w.iet, introduced to the parrot whs kI unit' addressed as "Kitty," a word lie li id hardly beard since the departure of the other. The correctness of parrots' imitation, the result, no doubt, of their careful practice, is remarkable. A lady of the Dutch court, visiting the palace in the wood at the Hague, soo:i after the death of the late yuoen of Holland, was startled by hearing the queen's voice exactly reproduced. It was a white oockatoo that had been u great pet of hers, which was in a ear-ner of the room. SUalE BIRDS THAT TALK." THE MACPIE, JACKDAW, CROW AND PARROT. 'Sua Talaabla II I at Idarallng the Parrot U b a Brllllaat foatnatloaalltt tni Eschew I'rofaallj The trow Kind U s Fair lalktr. "The most accomplished talker of .'Indian birds Is the uiynah, a handsome i purple-blac- k bird, with a short tail. raage beak and legs, and bright yel-low ear-flap- s, which run around to the back of its baud like a bro.id collar. It Is a bold, lively bird, with a mellow rioag und whistle of its own. Its power of reproducing human speech U wonderful, and it exhibits the great-v- t anxiety that tho tones shall be cor-rect, repeating them sof.tly to itself, with its head on one side, aud then shouting out tho words. Another bird which talks better than uio-tt- . and whittles butter than nny, is the piping crow, it is a lively black-mid-whi- le bird, is largo ns a irook, but far more elegant in form. "Several specimens inbubit tho zoologi-cal gardens. tno tioeit is in the n uvury, where ho whistles 'Merrily Danced tho Quakor'' In tones tike a Lute. The American blue jay says the Spec-tutor- a moot brilliant creature, flushing with hues of emerald and turquoi.-o- , is un admirable mimic f many sounds, even of the human voice. Wilson speaks of one "which had nil the tricks and loquacity of a tjMrrot; pilfered all it could oonveulont- - ty off; answered to its name with great sociability when callod up-on, and could articulate a number of words pretty distinctly." Jackdaws and the American crow can also be '.taught to talk. But in all the crow tribe, except (he piping crow, the re- - production of human speech seems to bo more a trick of mimacry than an effort to acquire a substitute for sonir. fur-rots- tnynahs, and some cockatoos take infinite pains to learn correctly ind increuso their stock of phrases. Hut tho magpie or jay mimics what it Cuds easy, and lakes no further trouble. Even the ravon seldom has many words at command, though, owing to Its deep, resonant voice and imposing sizo, it uttracts more atten-tion than a chattering jay. The raven is the largest croature except man that -- an "talk," and fancy and superstition lliave naturally exaggerated Its powers. sBiit the crow tribe, though as clover jas the parrots, are not so cosily do-mesticated, and their beaks and rfcresues are less weli suited for .the musical sounds of human speech. Most of the. parrots,, and somo cockatoos and macaws, have both tho mental and physical gifts necessary to i mako them excel in talking. Parrots of nil tJassos have fleshy tongues, t moistened with saliva, and the arched beak provides a substitute for our fialato and leoth. They have also -- wide nostrils and their natural voices ..re loud enough and strong enough to " oquaA , tU.. volume ... ol bums n speech, Jn disposition they are highly imita-tive. Cockatoos are almost like mon-llfe-in mimicking men. For instance, "if you bow to them they will make elaborate bows. If you put your . head on one side fjey will often do so too. But with many parrots the de-sire to learn new sounds is not, we think, a mere trick of mimicry, but the desire to possess a song an ac-complishment with which to please, identical in kind with the motive ; which prompts the young of singing birds to learn their parents' notes, or, 'in tho case of the canary, to learn and improve upon a Bong, not tholr own, which they have transmitted to their posterity. The following account of the de velop-fjie- nt of the till king power in a young muprnlif whii'Vt wnbnvAanrn miiiVi lutA. ily is, we submit a strong confirmation vfct this view. Our informant is a lady whose sympathies are by no means limited to parrots, as tho context will show, and her observations are wholly ireliable: "We bought Burry," she vfritos, "when he was quite young, bo-fo- re bis feathers are fully grown, and we had him a year before he began to .tails. Then ho began to mako very odd noises, as if ho was trying to say words, but could not quite do it Now ,ho constantly learns new words and and early in the morning I i hear him practicing them over to him- -. aolf, exactly as our bubios used to do . In the early morning hours in bed. If lie improves as much in tho next ton years as he has in the lust ho should bo able to recite a poem if we teach liiin." There is no reason why a yarrotsheuld not continuo to increase liis stock of phrases ns he grows older, if the supposition that ho looks upon itasAn accomplishment for which he is in somo way the better, Is correct. 'jTbe butcher bird, for Instance, and tho isedge warbler do not rest satisfied viith learning their own notes, but (often learaand reproduce the notes of other birds hi great perfection. - The mocking bird, whioh, like the sudge warbler, has a fine song of his own, does tho same. But the parrot has itue advantage in being very long-live- d aad constantly in human company. - U.'ho.' young parrot mentioned before gave an excellent instance of the as-sociation in its mind of words with things. Before it could talk, it was friendly with a kitten which used to enter its cage. This kitten was sent way. and for a year there was not another, io the house. Then a gray "No older than our poor boy. Oh. Martin, he is dead, I fear. I Will loosen hie necktie. You may take off tils shoes and rub his foot Oh, morn-ing is so far away! This is such a lonely place. Martin, what is 11?" She started at ber husband in horror. His face was as the face of death. He sat ghastly and terrible to look upon, holding in his hand one of the feet that he had undressed. "Dead!" he said wildly. "Dead! and I shot him 1!" "Martin!" shrieked the wife. She laid the dead man's head down on the rug and crept up to her husband. "God will forgive you," she said; and then her eyes, dilating, fixed them-selves upon the point at which her husband atared. It was the foot of the young burglar. The left shoe was off the storking also. The high, whito instep was un-covered, and on it she saw a little tattooed lV" with a tiny cross besido it. It was her son who lay there. "Martin," sho screamed again. "Martin, remember what I told you. He had not us to teach him what was right rememcer remember." But Martin only moaned. 'Ho is dead, and I killed him!" He felt blindly for his pistol. "Forgive me, Agnes, for I cannot live," he said; but at that moment the woman, with her hand upon the breast of the prostrate man, screamed out: "His heart beats, Martin he lives!" The next day a strange story flew about the neighborhood. The child those two strange people had lost years ago had returned to them. That very night burglars had entered the house and wounded him. His life was in danger. The doctor had beeu there all the morning, but the mother had no fours. "Uod had sent htm back and ho would not dio, she said. It Is never too late for repentance, and the love of those poor parents was very strong. Strange as the be-ginning was, the end was peace; and the household, so strangely reunited, was a happy one at last Boston Globo. THE TATTOOED FOOT. He had looked for him all day all night It was dawn again, und he tnust go homo without him without liis little child bis treasure, his most precious thing on earth. He must go home snd tell his mother that tho boy was not found. Ail his life he had dreaded this all the little life of tliac baby boy. . Often in the night had the thought so overcome him that he had stolen from his bed in the darkness to feel the little head of his sleeping boy on the pillow of his cri. Only once, once he was forced to tell his wife. That was wheu he tattooed the child's foot Bight on the instep he hud marked it with a little bluo W. It was pain-ful every prick hurt him worso than it did the boy; and the mother, coming home, had been angry and grieved. Now it had come. The foolish fear was realized. Lost or stolen, tho boy was gone, and that tittoo mark was tho only thing that comforted him. They spent their small means In ad-vertising. They posted notices of their loss on the walls. All In vain. After others knew that they followed a forlorn hope, they still pursued It as earnestly as ever. And so the weeks rolled by; tho months faded; tho years followed. Theirs was a hard case. No other children came to those people, and thoy were very miserable. The man seemed crushed ho had neither ambition nor energy. The woman went about her daily toil in a dull, listless manner. Their hair grew gray and their brows wrinkled very early. At Inst they seemed to stand alone In tho world; old acquaintances and relatives were gone or had forgotten them. A far away relative died and left them a little fortune. He had not taken much notice of them during his life, but ho had given them a thought on his death bed. They were com-paratively rich. When they knew it the samo thought came to each at once. The woman uttered it first "Martin," said she, perhaps we can find our boy after all. He will come to us I feel sure of it at last, Mar-tin, at lust" "Yes, it may be so, Agnes," the man said. "It may be so; the time has been long, tho days woeful; but we may bo happy after all that is gone. Agnes, I believe it will be so." They kissed each other and made ready for the journey, which they neods must take to enter upon their inheritance. Tho first evening in the now house was almost happy. ."Agnes, we must put this cash away in a said the hus-band, counting over a roll of notes. "It is not safe to keep it here, und we must be careful, we have that to do which must make us economical" "Yes, Martin," said his wife, as she hold the light for him, and ho locked the small, safe. Afterward, in J.he darWfibeir heads close together on the pillow, the elderly couple talked on, dreaming liko children. "Hark." said Agnes, "what is that?" They listened. A low, grating sound at the door below, regular and care-fully subdued a click -- a crack. "Someone Is trying to break in," said Martin. Agnes hid her face in the pillows. They were alono In a lonely house on a lonely road. They had several thou-sand dollars In thoir possession. Martin was not a powerful man. and, though he had a pistol tbei'o might bo two or three against one, and then there was little hope for him. He arose and took his weapon ia his hand, and felt about in the dark for matches. And Agnes heard a. creak-ing of tho flooring and the sound of muffled footsteps, and also sprung to the floor. ( "They tire at the safo below," cried Martin. "Agnes, the money the money for our boy! 0! if my life is lost lor its sake, I cannot lose that! I cannot I cannot!" "Martin! Martin! Slay do not go. What can you do--o- man alone?" screamed Agnes. But lie was gone. She was alone in tho darkness. It was all over in a moment There were shots, oaths a fall silence. Sho crept down stairs, trembling, so that she could scarcely stand. Loaning against the safe was her husband, blood upon his sleeve; on tho floor lay a man. iu a crape mask, stiffening in death. "Martin!" sobbed the woman, Mar-tin!" I have killed him!" cried the man. "Fasten tho door, put up the great bar. Had I not forgot ton that they could not have entered. Oh, it is terrible, but I could not lose every ohance of my boy. They fired at me. I at them. I wounded .both.- - Oh, to think should have killed a mail.' I!" Martin, ho may not be dead." said the woman. "He is young. I hope he is not dead. Perhaps he has a mother somewhere. Let me bind up your hand. Then we Will try to re-store him. Dear Martin! eveu if it is so, who cun blame yon? Poor, poor boy!" She bound up the ' graze oa her husband's hand. Then they lifted tho young man's boly to the soft rug and undid the mask. A face was re-vealed, young, handsorai and pallid as marble. ' ' "Oh, it is terrible!" said the fife. A FRIEND OF LINCOLN'S. HE FELL ON THE FIELD OF CHICAAMAUGA. A Tount Ktatarilaa Wko Thrmt Hoaor aad trior? Away fro at Hid A Boat t Affix ttoa Bftwtta Liai-ol- a aad la Toaaf Saa. The story of President Lincoln's confederate brother-in-la- w is one of the most interesting and pathetic .'n all our war history, says the Louis-ville Courier Journal. It is full of the pathos of friendships broken and divided lives. The two were devotedly attached to one another; their friend-ship was like that of David and Jona-than. The story is worth telling now. Ben Hardin Helm was born in 1831. His father, Hon. John L. Helm, was a prominent lawyer and politician, once governor of the state. His son, named for his maternal grandfather, was sent to West Point He graduated in 1801. and was unsigned to the Second dragoons. He only remained in the service a year, and then resigned to enter upon the practice of law. Young Helm was known as a rising young lawyer all over tho stato. Ho was elected to the legislature and made a creditable member. Ho married Miss Todd, and a year thereafter made a visit to Illinois, where he first met his brother-in-la- Abraham Lincoln. They formed then and there a friend-ship which vras more like the affection of brothers than an ordinary liking between men. Helm fully appreciated the kindly nature, the quaint wit and force of expression of Abraham Lin-coln, while tho other formed a deep attachment for the thoughtful, schol-arly, handsome, and polished grand-son of old Ben Hardin, whoso son had been the contemporary and friend of Lincoln years before. When Mr. Lincoln became president, one of his first thoughts was, "What can I do for Ben Helm?" It must have been about the middle of April, 1801, when, in response to a cordial personal letter of invitation. Helm came to Washington to visit his Lincoln would have given nelm al-most anything in his gift to have kept biro from going south. Sumter had been fired on, and the first call for Vj.OOO men was made. I will go home," said Helm, to the president, "and answer you from there. The position you offer me is beyond what I had expected in- - my most hopeful dream. It is the place above all others which suits me." "Lincoln" said Helm, with a tremu-lous voice, "you have been kind and generous to me beyond anything I have known. I havo no claim upon you, for I opposed your candidacy, and did what I could for the election of another, but with no unkind feeling toward you. I wish I could see ray way. I will try to do what is right. Don't let this offer be mado public yet. You shall have my answer in a very few days." (ieneral Helm told a very dear friend all this, and added that he could have had tho commission of a brigadier general ol volunteers in the three months' service, retaining his rank in the regular army as major besides. "I nevor hud such a struggle," said Gen. Helm, long afterward. "Tho ideal career was before me. Tho highest positions in the profession I was educated for. were opened to me in ono day. I would not only bo tho youngest officer of my rank in the army, but could transfer at the earliest possible moment into one of the cavalry regiments. With the changes then occurring in them by resignation, I would certainly have been a full colonel within the year. Think what a career, what possibilities were open-ed to me! Then 1 could have been a general officer of volunteers besides. Such an opportunity rarely offers it-self, and it almost killed me to de-cline." f One can readily understand it Several years ago, while examining some papers in the war department, the writer came across a brief mem-orandum reading thus: "Helm, Bon Hardin, nominated for Paymaster in tho United States Army, April 27, 1861. Declined." He soon joined his neighbors in the confederate cause, and promotion after promotion followed until he becamo a full-fledg- brigadier general, and on Sept 20, 1863, while leading his com-mand against Thomas' corps, Holm was fatally wounded, and died on the morning of tho 21st "I never saw Mr. Lincoln raoro moved," said Senator Davis of Ken-tucky, "than when he heard of the death of his young brother-in-la- Ben Hardin Helm, only thirty-tw- o years old, at Chickamauga. I callod to see him about 3 o'clock on the 22d of Sep-tember, 186;). I found him in the ...... greatest grief. 'Davis,' said he, 'I feel as David of old did when ho was told of the death of Absalom. Would to God I had died for thee, oh, Absalom, my son!' I saw how grief-stricke- n he was," said Senator Davis, in a tone full of memories, "so I closed the door" and left him alone." brother-In-la- He was a strong southern rights Democrat, and a personal friend and follower of John C. Breckinridge. He did not doubt the good intentions of his brother-in-la- Mr. Lincoln, or his desire for peace, but he read the signs of the time aright, and felt that events and destiny would be too strong for any man. Helm fully appreciated the magnitude of the task before Mr. Lincoln. While here he saw a good deal of his old army comrades, and they were nearly all going south. Mr. Lincoln called Helm into his private office, and. handing him a sealed envelope, said: "Ben, here is some-thing for you. Think it over by your-self, and lot me know what you will do." Going to his room. Helm opened the envelope. It contained his nomi-nation to be pay-mast- er in the United States army, with the rank of Major! Nothing in his life ever torched Helm like this. ' He knew the position was one of the most coveted In the service; that the rank of major at his age (thirty) was very exceptional in any army; that he could exchange into the line with any old major. In common with all graduates of the military academy, some time in their lives. Helm had a strong desire to get back into the military service. Here was his opportunity, a chance brighter than ho had ever dreamed of! What should he do? He happened that very afternoon to meet Col. Robert E. Lee, just promoted to the command of the First cavalry, with whom he had some acquaintance. "Are you not well, Col. Lee?" said Helm, seeing he was under strong emotion of some kind. "Well in body, but not in miad." responded the stalely Virginian. He looked the soldier and gentlemen of the long lineage that he was. "I have just resigned my commission In the United States army," Lee continued. "In the prime of life, I quit a service wherein wore nil my expectations and hopes in this world!" Helm handed the let ter offering him the position of m;ijor and paymaster with rank from that date, to Col. L;e, who read it without a word, 'Did you know that Mr. Lincoln was my brother-in-law?- " said Helm. "No, I did not," snid Col. Lee, but lot me say one word. I have no doubt of his (Lincoln's) kindly intentions, but he can not control the elements. There must be a great war. I can not strike at my own people, So y I wrote my resignation, and have asked Gen. Scott as a favor for its immediate acceptance. My mind is too much disturbed to give you any ndvice. But do what your conscience and honor bids. Good-by.- " And so they parted, never to meet again on earth. It is no wonder that Helm slept but little that night or theone following. Mr. LKcoln said not a word to him, and his wife did not know of Mr. Lincoln's offer to her husband. Helm was ambitious. He felt that with op-portunity, to him might come a great reputation. He knew Chat Lincoln would need no urging to advance him whenever it was possible and proper to do so. Mrs. Helm was desirous of going abroad. She desired for her husband some diplomatic position that would give them an opportunity of seeing Europe, and living in good so-ciety. There is no doubt that Mr. SONOMA'S SEVEN MOONS. Igeal Eiplalaiaf II ow lb fertile Vallfj !( rlrel U Stmt. There have been many exnlnnat'ons o ITu red in times post us to why the name of Sonoma was given to this vnlley by the nutive trilio of Indians who, upon the advent of the while man over one hundred years ago. poopleu ibis section of the country by thou-sands. Of course we all know that Sonoma valley in aborigine mean "Valley of the Moon," says tho Sonoma Tribune, but just why that name was bestowed upon it is another question, and one, too, which we believe has never bo;sn satisfactorily imsworel. Recently, in talking loan aged Indian who had resided on tho old Nick Car-rlya- u ranch for many years, and who was an old man whoa Gen-eral Vallejo settled in Sonoma fifty years ago und must now bo something over one hundred years of age, he stated the reason the valley was called Sonoma was because it had "heep muchee moon" (trans-lated into good English, many moons). Further inquiry developed tho fact that between the town of Sonoma and tho Bella Vista vlnoyards, a distance of our or five miles, the moon when it is full can be seen by tho traveler to rise seven times in succession over the mountains in the east owing to their poejliar formation. This phenomenon has boon witnessed by many old resi-dents in tho early evening at tho rising of tho full moon. This, no doubt, has been observed by the Indians, and honce the name "Valloy of the Moon." Paper Horieinoei The need of a more or less clastio horseshoe has led to many trials and experiments, which, not resulting in anything satisfactory, has kept the farrier's art in the same old rut of olden days. A new horseshoe has been made in Germany, and it is con-structed of parchment paper or a paper prepared by a saturation of oil, turpentine, etc., and impenetrable to dampness or moisture. Thin layers of such paper are glued together un-til the desired thickness necessary for the horseshoo is attained by un which is indifferent to the action of moisture, and which will not get brittle when dry (especially casein gum, chrome gelatine, copper chromate, ammonia, or a mixture of Venetian turpentine). The leaves of such prepared paper can first be cut to the desired form, and holes for nailing on the shoe be stamped through, and the leaves glued to-gether, one on top of another. Then the shoe has to undergo a very strong pressure, perhaps by a hydraulic press, is dried, and lastly rasped and planed. The holes can be bored in by boring machines similar to those used for brushes, instead of being stamped out The fastening of these shoes can bo done by nailing through the holes bored or stamped, a& Hbove described, or by gluing with bitumen, caoutchouc, or a mixture of gum ammonia, emul-sion, one part; gutta pereha, two parts. The fact of its getting rough makes the paper horseshoe a great ad-vantage In preventing tho slipping of tho horse on smooth and slippery places. The Age of Steel. INDIAN AND COMET. Tlx Former Acrountt for the Latter t Hit Ea. , tire Satisfaction. During the year the last comet was streaming in the sky I was camping one night in a canon near the foot of Cook's Poak, N. M. In the party wus an old nnd for an Indian fairly in-telligent Uto named Sam. Sanj had been attached to seme cavalry troop at Fort Csmmings as a scout says the Kansas City Star,' but his day of leav-ing the service being reached, he at-tached himself to me for a considera-tion. Pointing to the comet, I asked Sam what ho could say in its defense from the standpoint of a Ute. Sam was, unlike moit Indians.a good single-hande- d talker, and could speak Eng-lish very well. He was ambitious t perfect himself in the language and readily seized on every chance for "talk." Indeed, I discovered him on one or two occasions all alone and talk-ing very vigorously at a mark like a savage Demosthenes sans the pebbles. "Tell about that?" said Sam, point-ing toward the comet "Sam do it heap easy, you bet The sun is the man and he have moon for aquaw. The stars big stars and little stars are all their children. The sun don't like 'em and chases 'em. If he catch ono he eats it This makes the stars heap 'fraid, and when the sun has his sleep over and comes out the stars run and hide. When the sun comes stars go; creep into holes and hide. But the moon is good. She loves her children, the stars, and when the sun sleeps she comes out in the sky and the stars are glad, and they come out of the places they hide In and forgot to be 'fraid and play. But when the sun wakes again they run. He is always after them, and ho catches thorn sometimes. This one," continued Sam, again pointing at the comet, "tho sun catch one time. He got away though, but the sun bit him and hurt him. That's why he bleed so. Now he's heap scared, and so he keeps his face always toward tho place where the sun is sleoplng." Toicsj of the Ki;ht f Do you ever lie awake at night " m And think and think and think Of a hundred thousand foolish things Which "hang 'round" midnight brlnkl And do you at tho same time hear Tho hollow, gurgling gurg Of your stationary washstand. Like a bungling burglar's burg While the latticed window shutters flap The sashes (full of pane) ; And the myriad voices of the night Talk nonsense to vour braiai You don't! 1 do. And the ghostly, gruesome groaning And the melancholy strain Of that measly mourning, moaning, Gurgling, guzzling water main. Wrap an eerie, iree, ickery, flllaoy, Fallacy sort of sound In tho meshes of the midnight. Which entwine mo round and round, My flesh creeps all in heaps, Finally sleeps, While the melancholy moaning And the hungry, hollow groaning Of the stand Keep my slumbrous soul Up and down a raging, roaring Nightmare land. Ke Tramlated the Dream. Here is a parable of rats dipped from a Scotch paper: A laborer at the Dundee Harbor lately told his wifo on awakening in the morning acurl-ou- s dror.ra which ho had during the night He dreamed that he saw com-ing toward him in single file four rats. The first oro was very fat and was followed by two lean onos, the rear rat being blind. The dreamer was greatly troubled, as there is a super-stition among the ignorant that to dreitra of rats forcbodoa calamity. Ha applied to his wifo concerning this, bill she could not interpret the dream. His son, a sharp lad, wlo hart heard his fathers story, volunteered to be the interpreter. "The fat rat" he said, "is the man who keeps the public houso that ye gang to sao often; and the two lean ones aro me und my mother, and tha blind ono is yourself, fathor." Sunrise. The colors of the morning spread O'er all the eastern sky, Pale-gree- n and gold and tea-ros- e red. And purple of porphyry. Tho wet grass glistens like silver threads, And still stars fade and die. The day begins her wistful chase For tho fleeing night to seek. And the oriole sings his song of grace, But my heart Is weary and weak; For the thought of one absent face, And a longing 1 cannot speak. Men cf Motal. Men with iron constitutions do not always last the longest Wagons and carriages are now-a-d.i-made, many of them, with iron axles. They are much stronger, per-haps, nt first than those with wooden uxles. Are they the best? It is not our purpose to pass judg-ment on this matter about which the best experts may disagree. Our ob-ject is to call attention to the fact that if there be a flaw in an iron axle, look out for a smash up when the first se-vere strain is experienced. It will not do to load too heavily, in tho belief that the iron axle will bear up any burden. Men with iron constitutions are apt to think they can stand anything. Tho world is full of Illustrations of tha great mistake such men make. Tin Bettar Way. The official hangman of England says there is no neater wny of taking a murderer's life than to hang him. If the knot is rightly adjusted, the con-demned man suffers no pain whatever, and if he Is rightly "coached" he will remain passive and help the execu-tioner to do perfect work. He says the guillotine and electricity are worse than the war-club- s of indiaus. An Exceptional Cat Young Noodle: "Didn't you say, professor,' that physiology was tho science that treats of the functions of the body?" Professor: "Yes, sir." Y. N. : "Then under the bead of what ology would a study of the mind come?" P.: ,4I am afraid, Noodle, that in your case it would como under tho heud of myth-ology- ." An Invention That Paid-A- s large a sum as was ever obtained for any invention was onjoyed by the Yankee wbo invented vhe inverted glass bell to hang ovor gas jets to prevent ceilings from being blackened by smoke. AH t Back. A Uus3ian editor who had been traveling in Germany Bays that tho sight of a body of conscripts at a rail-way station is exactly akin to that of a body of exiles on their way to Siberia, both being downcast, lament-- . ing and taking a loe-- r farewell of sor-rowing frienJs. He Fell Oat A Wisconsin man who went to Kan-sas and fell in love with a girl, receiv-ed the followl.ig note and fell out: "Dear Sir If you call on Mary again I will put a bullot lito you on sight. Your obedient servant, X." Presents of Kind. "Lend me $15, will youP" "Cer-tainly. How much did you say?" "lifty dollars." Puck. |