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DOT'S PILLOW CHILDREN.
Shall I tell you the name of a wee chatterbox,'
With a tongue inado to run like your thirty-day
Which is firmly declared by some of her friends
To be hung In the middle and run at both ends?
Well, the name of this chatterbox, briefly, is I Kit
Not the kind that ends sentences ihls one does not!
She stands for commencement of something to say
Each minute of each waking hour of the day !
Should it happen sometime that good listeners fall.
Why, she dons a long skirt and talks on to her trail!
Or she makes her shoes squeak Just as hard a ran be.
For she says, "They say -Motson and Motson' to
And she takes all the care in the world of the pil
lows. Whom she dips up and down in the broad, foamy bil
lows That swell, in her fancy, "crost mamma's big bed!
How she bathes them, and swathes them, and pnm
mels their head!
When they all have been soused they are set up to
Till the chatting and dipping go forward again;
r she drags ap the chairs in a row "round the table,
And pillows are lifted, as well as she's able,
And each to a chair is assigned; for you see
That her family, now, has been asked out to tea!
Aud still the while trippingly dances her tongue.
For the pillows are troublesome, frisky and young;
For dollies this odd little Dot does not care
And neglected, forgotten, they lie anywhere!
Whilst the pillows are patted and scolded and dressed
In her aprons and bibs, and declared much the best 1
I suppose other children will think this strange taste.
And will wonder how these, without head, neck or
Very fat, too, withal, and much bigger than Dot,
Should be so beloved while the dollies are not.
Youth 0 Companion.
Ob ! would that lore could die,
And memories cease to lie !
That a foolish kiss and a sigh
Were nothing more to me !
Oh I would that a Bummer day,
A stroll mid the rustling corn.
Could pass from my heart away
Like the little clouds at morn !
Ah me ! for the starry night.
The glow-worm under the rose.
The talk in the fading light.
Which only one sad heart knows.
Ah me ! for the day's surprise.
The love in a parting look.
The watching of wistful eyes
For the morrow that never broke.
BY MARGARET VERNE.
Miss Addie Chandler, the merriest,
prettiest little sprite in the whole world,
was, to use a somewhat inelegant term, in
"a peckot trouble." To have 6een her
as she fidgctted about, first into the ladies'
room (she was waiting in the depot to take
the first northern train), then out upon the
platform, looking and staring about this
way and that, her brows knitted, and her
little mouth drawn out of shape lo have
seen her, I say, one would have thought
the fate of empires rested upon her delicate
shoulders, so troubled did 6he look.
"What shall I do, Mr. Morris?" she
asked, running against an elderly gentle
man, who answered her in a way that
showed he was not ignorant of the nature
of her grievances.
"I do not know, Miss Addie, I am sure.
I have looked about in every direction, but
I cannot find anybody to whose care I
could feel warranted in entrusting you.
When the train comes in I will speak to
"I'm so afraid you cannot find any one.
If it wasn't for my baggage, I wouldn't
care. But we have to change cars so many
times, and in the night, too. O, I'm sure,
Mr. Morris, by to-morrow morning I
shan't know whether I'm myself or a
"But if I can't find an escort, will you
wait a week longer, as you first thought of
"to. I must see Longbrook to-morrow,
at any rate, escort or no escort and yet,
Mr. Morris smiled. In all his life, he
thought, he had never seen such a strange,
perverse, contradictory little piece of
womanhood. He came near saying as
much in words, in spite of his dignity (he
was a teacher in the school where Miss
Addie Chandler had graduated the week
before, and from which she was just then
going), but at that moment a familiar face
in the crowd attracted his attention, and
making his excuses to Miss Addie, he left
her and sprang across the platform. He
did not return to the young lady until five
minutes before the cars started, and then
he had the pleasure of informing her that
he had met with a friend, who was going
quite the same way with herself, and who
would be pleased to take charge of her.
Addie clapped her hands for joy, in spite
of the fact that the gentleman who was to
accompany her was waiting at Mr. Morris's
elbow to be presented.
"O, I am so glad!" she said, again and
again, without giving good Mr. Morris a
chance to put in a "word edgeways. " To
be sure, Miss Addie Chandler had quite
forgotten herself, tiat was proved beyond
a doubt by her confused manner, and the
way her face crimsoned when her teacher
said to her a little sternly, looking her full
in the face at the time :
"Miss Chandler, allow me to present to
you Mr. Havens.
Addie returned the gentleman's saluta
tion, and made an attempt to say some
thing (she afterwards declared she could
not tell what, Mr. Morris frightened her so
with his big eyes), but all that could be
heard of her pretty speech was the name
with which sjie concluded it, "Mr.
Mr. Morris was about to correct her, by
saying it was Mr. Havens, not Hazen
when the gentleman, giving him a slv,
half-roguish glance, telegraphed to him to
remain silent. And withont questioning
his motive, though he was puzzled some
what, the good man complied with his re
quest. In three minutes more their adieux
were spoken, and the great northern train
swept out of the city. (In parenthesis let
me say to you, reader, that Mr. Morris
looked relieved as he saw it go.)
En route for Longbrook. It seemed to
Addie Chandler that she could never
stand it in the world until she got home,
her heart and head were so full. As Mr.
Havens handed her to a seat in the cars,
she was resolved to be very dignified and
polite the whole of her journey, to make
up for lier apparent rudeness at the depot,
and after glancing over the gentleman's
face and figure (he was a very nne-lookin
man, Mr. Frank Havens), as he seate
himself by her side, she doubly resolved
that she would out Turveydrop Turvey
droD ift deportment. She would be as
prim and proper as could be, she would.
But O, dear little Addie Chandler, that
was a long, long way to Longbrook, and
yon had a rattling tongue in your girjlsh
head; how did you think you could live so
long without being your own, bright,
merry little self? Strange Addie!
So for three hours Addie sat back in her
seat and was dignified, to the evident dis
quiet of her companion True, she amused
herself in the somewhat girlish way of
admiring Mr. Hazen s (she called him so)
whiskers, and speculating as to who he
was and where he was going; and then
she turned her head away from him, per
haps to give him a chance at studying her
taoe (it was as sweet as a wild rose.)
Whatever her object was, at any rate it re
sulted in this, with an attempt to start a
"You reside at Longbrook, Miss Chan
dler, I think Mr. Morris told me?" he
"Yes, sir; or, at least my connections
reside there. It has been but a year since
my father purchased his place there, and
I have not been home in the meantime.
"Then vou cannot tell whether you like
it or not?"
"Yes, I ean tell I do not like it."
"Strange!" said Mr. Havens, smiling.
Pray why not?"
Addie smiled. Something in her smile
betokened that she was not quite sure it
was right for her to tell a stranger why she
disliked Longbrook. He noticed her hesi
tancy, and went on in the easiest way in
the world with thereniarK:
"There are some verv nleasant ueonle in
Longbrook, I believe. I have a friend who
Addie shrugged her shoulders.
"O, I don't doubt that there are some
pleasant people there; it would be strange
f there were not; and yet, it 1 can trust
my senses, there are some very unpleasant
ones, too! '
"And yet you have never been there?"
queried the gentleman, looking into her
bright, piquant face with an interested
' No; but I know enough about Long
brook to know that it holds one (at least)
old curmudgeon, and I don't know how
'Indeed! ' he said laughing heartily.
He was very much amused. How he
wished she would tell him about it! It
was lucky for Mr. Havens that his wish
looked out from his eyes. Had he ven
tured to speak it, little Miss Addie Chan
dler would have betaken herself to her
dignity again. But he was a quick reader
of human hearts and faces, and so he al
lowed her to take her own course without
word or suggestion.
And dear me, how the child rattled on!
For her life's sake, she could not help
talking to Mr- Havens as though she had
known him for years.
She told lnm about her school, about her
music and drawing, her Frenc h, and lastly
about her school compositions how she
disliked to write them when she was
obliged to, and then, when they were not
wanted, how fa6t her words would come.
It seemed as if she never could stop
"Do you ever write verses?"
The long lashes drooped low upon the
crimsoning cheek, and the small white
teeth were dented into the cherry lip.
"I try to sometimes, but the gentleman
(the old fegv, I mean) at Longbrook as
sured sister Fannie that I didn't make out
There rested the whole truth in a nut
shell Miss Addie's dislike for her father's
new place! As it flashed across Mr. Ha
ven 8 mind, an interested observer would
have said, perhaps, that a corresponding
expression was visible upon his face. But
he said, looking down upon iter flushed
"Pray tell me, Miss Chandler, whom
this offender may be?"
How strange it was that the young girl
was so destitute of caution! But she an
swered as readily as need be:
"A Mr. Mr. (his name sounds some
thing like yours) Mr. Havens, I believe
and you are Mr. Hazen!"
The gentleman bowed. A very suspi
cious color was creeping up from his cheeks
to his forehead.
"Well, to tell the truth, Mr. Hazen, this
crusty old bachelor so Fan said he was
abused me most shockingly. If I could
only have sent him a challenge through an
enterprising second, why he would have
been whizzing around here without his
head some months ago. But as it is, he is
a marked man, as they say in stories per
haps I'll shoot him yet!"
"Very possible, replied Mr. Havens,
"But the bestot all is, Addie went on,
"that I sent him a Valentine last Febru
ary, and made it as provomng as i couiu
I'd really like to know what he thought ot
the verses in that.
Foolish, foolish, Addie Chandler, why
didn't you look into your companion's
face iust then? What an expression of
countenance he had on! Did you think
because he turned away and hid his face
in his handkerchief and coughed and
hemmed that he was afflicted with a bron
chial difficulty, did you, Addie? Did you
think he was trying to answer you, and
was distressed because he could not find
his voice? Pshaw, Addie!
"I believe I never wrote a letter home,
or at least, I have not since he abused my
poetry, without giving the gentlemanly
cntic a little stab with my pen. Ah, Mr.
Haven, I'll have him yet!" she continued,
in high glee.
"In all good truth, I hope that you
may! the gentleman answered, seriously
"How he sympathizes with me!'
thought Addie, "and what a dear, kind
person he is!
"But truly, though," she went onto
say, "I am intending to thank him for his
kindness, if I can without father or mother
knowing any think about it. I shall call
on Mr. Havens in a quiet, unostentatious
manner, and tell him how many mortifica
tions his sweeping denouncement of my
little poem has saved me; that but for that,
I should have issued this very summer
ten-volumed romance, a folio volume of my
poems, besides three or four pamphlets of
sermons or prose essays. Why, he'll be
lieve every word that 1 tell him!"
Addie Addie Chandler, why didn't you
look into your companion's face? You
would have thought he was in a high
fever, or that he was ill of the measles,
and they had just "come out, to use a
phrase familiar to nurses. But you lost all
In this lively way the night came on, and
in the meantime Addie grew tired and
sleepy. She thought she should never be
able to get along until morning, she was so
tv; ibly tired and sleepy. Try as best she
would to keep awake, her head nodded off
in this direction and that, and then back
again. Mr. Havens offered her his shoul
der for a pillow, but no, she thanked him
she could keep awake. It was a pitiable
kind of waking for the poor child -from
his heart Mr. Havecs pitied her. But at
last with a faint "I can't help it," she
dropped her head upon his shoulder, and
in a moinentwas off to the land of dreams.
"What a pretty, sweet face she has!"
thought Mr. Havens as he watched her
sleeping. Her complexion was as fresh and
fair as a babe's, and her soft, wavy hair
drooping low over her white temples was
like a cloud ot gold.
Kind, thoughtful Mr. Havens! How the
cars jostled and jolted the beautiful sleeper
just then! It would tire his aim consider
ably, to be sure, to put it around her, but
there was no other way, and Frank Havens
was not the man to think of himself when
friend was to be served! 1 repeat it
kind Mr. Havens!
The morning sun shone into the car
windows before Addie awakened. When
she came fully to her senses, she gave a
start of surprise at her situation, which,
together with the blush which accompanied
it, seemed highly amusing to Mr. Havens.
But of course he was too wise to venture
the first remark upon the occasion, so that
in good time the young lady quite recovered
from her shock, and was as laughing and
gay as ever.
"I suppose your first thought will be for
your critic, after you have rested from your
journey, Miss Chandler," remarked Mr.
Havens, as they stood together at the depot
"Idon t know," she answered, laugh
ing, "what is best?
The question was a naive one. It was
asked in such a pretty, childlike way, and
with such a womanly deference of manner
withal, that he was completely charmed.
"Iu t wo years more what a sweet woman
she will be!" he said, to himself. But to
Addie, he made answer m a soft tone, as
he looked into her eyes: 4 Do just as you
please about it, dear."
The "dear was involuntary on his
part, and so was the quick glance and
crimsoned face on hers. An embarrassing
silence might have followed, but at that
moment Mr. Chandler's carriage drove up,
and glancing out of the window, Addie
saw her sister Fannie alighting from it.
Her first thought was (after she had kissed
her sister until she was nearly breathless,
and been kissed in return till her lips felt
as though thev were blistered), for Mr.
Hazen, whom, for his kindness to her, she
wished in some way to repay.
"A gentleman took charge ot me from
C ; he was so kind and gentlemanly, that
I am greatly his debtor. Come this way
and let me present you. His name is Ha
zen." "My sister, Miss Chandler, Mr. Hazen,"
commenced Addie, with ablush.
I am happy indeed, to make your ac
quaintance. Mr. Havens,'" she said, burst
ing into a fit of merriment that was more
hearty than elegant. "Dear me, Addie!"
What did it mean? lJoor Addie looked
first from her sister to her escort, but she
could make but little from their laughter.
At last, a bright thought struck her. What
a dull thing she had been!
"Are you Mr. Havens my critic? she
asked, going up to the supposed Mr.
Mr. Havens, most certainly, Miss Ad
die; and your critic if you 11 but keep to
the resolve you made yesterday in the
cars," he added in a lower tone.
To a part of it I will, most emphati
cally," she answered. "I shall not allow
you to escape."
'1 shall not make the attempt, he re
plied, in an insinuating tone, which greatly
added to Miss Addie's confusion.
But what is the use for me to say more,
unless it be that Mr. Frank Havens, the
"curmudgeon" and "critic" commenced
his wooing in good earnest? It was a very
short one, considering what a staid, dig
nified bachelor he had always been. But
fact is 6tranger thaa fiction, they say, and
in just three months from the time that he
journeyed with Miss Addie as Mr. Hazen,
he started off on a tour with her as Mrs.
Havens! So Addie kept her promise of the
cars, ''that she would have him yet!"
The fool-hunter has from time im
memorial been one of the most suc
cessful of sportsmen. No matter what
game he fires at, he never fails to bring
it down. Chance has thrown in the
way of the New York Dispatch the
record of some of his most amusing,
yet least known, triumphs, and we
place them belore our readers without
THE GREAT CAT HOAX.
In August, 1815. just before Napo
leon I. started on his exile to St. He
lena, a quantity of handbills were dis
tributed through the city ot Chester,
.England, at the direction ot a very
respectable-looking, Quaker-like sort, of
a personage, informing the public that
a great number of genteel f amilies had
embarked at Plymouth to proceed to
St. Helena with the troops appointed
to guard the ex-Emperor. Now, St-
Helena, the bills stated, was cursed
with a plague of rats, and the British
Ministry had pledged itself to clear the
island of those noxious animals for the
benefit of the resident citizens. Ac
cordingly, all good Britons were called
upon to furnish their quantum of grown
cats or thriving kittens for the carry
ing out ot this purpose. The ixovern
ment was willing to "pay the piper'
and, in addition to free transportation
in a vessel to be specially chartered for
the purpose, offered for each "athletic,
full-grown tom-cat, sixteen shillings;
for each adult female puss, ten shil
lings; and half that sum for every vi
gorous kitten that could swill milk."
The result can be imagined. Within
three days over three thousand cats
were collected in Chester. The city
was a pandemonium, and one street in
which the cat merchants had been di
rected bv bill to assemble was the
scene of positive and bloody riots.
Meantime some mischievous boys let
the cats out of their bags, and a colos
sal hunt had to be organized among
the hoaxed spectators. In one day five
hundred of the obnoxious felines had
been thrown into the river Dee and
Chester for months was afflicted with
swarms of stray cats as a result of the
THE GREAT BOTTLE-TRICK SWINDLE,
The most glaring yet successful of
the old-time hoaxes was perpetrated in
1749. The Duke of Montague wagered
that let a man advertise the most im
possible thing in the world he would
find fools enough in London to fill a
olavhouse to see it, and pay for the
privilege. "Surely," said Lord Ches
terfield, "if a man should sav he would
jump into a quart bottle, nobody would
believe that." A wager was made on
this basis, and the following adver
tisement was inserted in the papers :
"At the New Theatre, in the Hay
market, on Monday next, the 12th
inst., is to be seen a person who per
forms the several most surprising
unoga ionowing viz.: 1. lie takes a
common walking-cane from any of the
spectators, and thereon plays the mu
sic of every instrument now in use,
and likewise sings to surprising per
fection. 2. He presents you with a
common wine-bottle, which any of the
spectators may first examine. This
bottle is placed on a table in the mid
dle of the stage, and he (without any
equivocation) goes into it in the sight
of all the spectators, and sings in it.
During his stay in the bottle any per-
suu may nanaie it, ana see plainly mat
it does not exceed a common tavern-
bottle. Those on the stage or in the
boxes may come in masked habits, if
agreeable to them, and the performer,
if desired, will inform them who they
are. Stage. 7s. 6d."
INTERESTING TO THE SPIRITUALISTS.
Another section of the advertise
ment cannot fail to interest the believer
in Spiritualism. It says:
".Note. If any gentlemen or ladies.
(after the above performances), either
single or in company, inr out of mask,
are desirous of seeing a representation
of any deceased person, such as hus-
oand or wife, sister or brother, or any
intimate friend of either sex, upon
making a gratuity to the performer,
shall be gratified by seeing and con
versing with them for some minutes.
as if alive; likewise, if desired, he will
tell you your most secret thoughts in
your past life, and give you a full view
ot persons who have injured you, whe
ther dead or alive. For those gentle
men and ladies who are desirous of
seeing this last part, there is a private
At the designated time the theatre
was crammed from pit to dome. When
the appointed hour passed and the con
juror did not appear, a terrible uproar
arose. One person in the audience
proposed, if the lookers-on would pay
double-price, to crawl into a pint-bottle.
Finally some one threw a lighted can
dle on the stage. Within ten minutes
more the theatre was gutted, the
benches were converted into a large
bonfire iu front of the building, and the
drop-curtain was hung on a pole, pre
sumably as a banner, to the triumph of
Gullibility. A number of people were
blamed tor this hoax notably Foote,
the actor, who was one of the theatre,
but the real author was the Duke of
Another genius advertised to turn
himself into a rattle, "which he hoped
would please young and old;" and still
others followed on his heels. Some of
the notices were printed in a spirit of
ridicule notably the following:
A SPECIMEN OF DARK WIT.
"Lately arrived from Ethiopia, the
wonderful and surprising Dr. ifemmbe
Zammanpoango, oculist and body sur
geon to the Emperor of Monoemungi,
who will periorm on Sunday next, at
the little T , in the Hay market, the
following surprising operations, viz.:
"First. He desires any one ot the
spectators only to pull out his own
eyes, which, as soon as he has done,
the Doctor will show them to any lady
or gentleman present, to convince them
there is no cheat, and will then re
place them in the sockets as perfect
and entire as ever.
"Second. He desires any officer to
rip up his own belly, which, when he
has done, he without any equivoca
tion takes out bis bowels, washes
them, and returns them to their place
without the person receiving the least
"Third. He opens the head of J
of P , takes out his brains, and ex
changes them for those of a calf; the
brains ot a beau lor those of au ass;
ana tne neart oi a duii ior tnat ot a
aheep; which operations will render
the persons more sociable and rational
creatures than they ever were in their
Boxes ior tins extraordinary per
formance were to cost five guineas; pit,
three guineas; gallery, two guineas,
Incredible as it may seem, people
wrote to the papers in which the ad
vertisement was published, to ask if it
was a hoax or not, "as there had been
several public disappointments of
SOME FRENCH HOAXES.
Busy as the French were with their
national troubles, they found time du
ring the darkest days of the Revolu
tion to go booby-hunting. In March,
lirz. an "entertainment77 was adver
tised in the Place de Grene. A cer
tain Professor Bussy declared his in
tention to walk from one side of the
square to the other in mid-air, naked,
and without artificial aid. All Paris
turned out and spent an unsheltered
afternoon in a terrific rain-storm to be
Next year another swindler hired a
court-yard in the Hue du Temple and
got five francs a head from seventeen
hundred people who wanted to see him
burned alive in a charcoal furnace and
afterward reappear, Phoenix-like, in
the smoke from the chimney.
This personage found a rival a month
later in a man who promised to pub
licly convert himself into a stew, act
ing as his own butcher and cook, and
then serving himselt, dene to a turn,
around to the audience disguised as
When the rage ior mesmerism was
at its height a so-styled Professor
Missmer (note the imitation) called for
ten thousand people to assemble in the
Champs de Mars and be mesmerized
by him in three simple motions, after
which they would be able to go about
exercising the new force by themselves,
Three times the number called for paid
half-a-franc apiece for the pleasure of
learning that they had been swindled
out of the gate-money. This hoax led
to a horrible catastrophe for the peo
pie who were victimized began, as
usual, to fight among themselves, and
in the disturbance twenty-one women
and nearly fifty children were maimed
THE DOME OF ST. PETER'S.
Visitors to St Peter's are not al
lowed to go up in the dome except on
Thursdays, without a special permit
from the Vatican, which is easily ob
tained by the guide ; and then it costs
about two francs for a party it being
customary to give half a franc to each
of the custodians. The ascent to the
roof is made by an inclined plane, and
not by steps which wind around by a
circular staircase. This passage-way
is auoui six ieei wiae, ana ine ascent
is very easy much easier than if it
were by steps. On reaching the roof
it is found to be of bricks, laid side
ways in cement, and a portion of it
slabs ot stone sustained by arches.
The immensity of the building is better
understood by its view irom the roof,
surrounded, as vou are. bv the marble
statues, which look from the plaza to
be about lite-size, but are in reality
eighteen feet high. On the walls of
the passage-way to the roof are slabs
of marble set in, recordinir the names
and dates when members of the reign-
leg nouses oi Europe nave accomplished
their ascent. After examining the
roof, we passed up an outside flight of
steps leading to the base of the dome.
and entered a door which led to the
circular gallery around the interior,
which is known as the "whispering
gallery." By stationing one of our
party close to the wall at one side, and
passing around to the opposite side.
they could distinctly hear each other
talk, and held a conversation in a low
tone, although they were 139 feet
lhe dome has an inner and outer
wall, and between these is the staircase
for the ascent to the lantern. When
half way up there is another door, by
which we entered a small gallery on
uuc aiuc ui me uuine. jjOOKing uown
to the floor of the Cathedral, the height
was so immense that tne people walk-
ing aDoui oeiow loosea like mere
infants. After resting here awhile and
examining the mosaics, which looked
from below like fane oil paintings, we
round they were very coarse, each
stone being about a half inch square
on the face. Another ascent brought
us to the top of the dome, where there
is an outside balcony surrounding the
colonnade lantern which surmounts
the dome. From this point a grand
view of Rome and all the surrounding
country can be had, extending to the
Mediterranean, a distance of thirty-
five miles, over the almost bare Cam-
pagna, between Rome and Civita Vec-
chia, while on the other side is the
Alban Hills and the chain of the Apen-
nine Mountains. After enjoying this
view and the fine, cool breeze, we
entered the lantern, and ascended by
another spiral staircase to the top of
the lantern, where an upright iron
ladder gave us access to the ball, which
is formed of copper plates, eight feet
in diameter, and has held sixteen per
sons though, we rather suppose, not
of the size of the four who entered it
to-day. It is not often entered by
ladies, who usually give out by the
time they reach the balcony of the lan
tern, but even the youngest and weak
est of our party made good the entire
HABITS OF CARRIER PIGEONS.
HOW THEY FIND AND HOW THEY LOSE
Frank J. Peeters, the carrier pigeon
fancier of Troy, was in town yesterday
with a number ot birds for the purpose
of putting them to trial flights. In com
pany with Judge Willard he sent nine
of them off on the Mohawk River bridge
at the foot of ixenessee street. The
birds took night handsome l v. some
rising until lost to sight, and all striking
a bee line for Trov. Mr. Peeters and
Mr. Richardson, ot Green island, seve
ral days ago let two birds go in this city
on a trial match. The day was hazy
and the birds failed to get the proper
direction. The consequence was that
they returned eventually to the city,
One was found on Fayette street and
died soon after from exhaustion. The
other was found near Bagg's Hotel,
was injured while being captured, being
mistaken for a wild pigeon, and also
died. The carrier pigeon is always of
a uniform color, never mottled. There
are broad white circles around its eyes
which are hawk-like in clearness. The
nose from the head proper to the beak is
unusually broad. Carrier pigeons also
bear the names of their owners on their
wings, but the other characteristics
mentioned should enable all to tell them
at a distance and thus do them no harm.
The trial flights yesterday were pre
liminary to a match which Mr. Peeters
expects to start from this city next weekj
He says if the weather is not hazy any
match for the distance of a hundred
miles should be successful. Misty or
rainy weather does not obstruct a bird's
vision so much as hazy weather, when
it is almost always nonplussed
He thinks that the faculty possessed
bv the bird to find its way back
to its native cot is due almost
entirely to its memory of places.
Young birds are trained by taking them
farther and, farther away from home
until they have finally, as it were, pre-
mornized a long distance. Birds that
have once reached Troy successfully
from Utica can the next time be taken
to Syracuse. If on rising from the latter
place they can see Utica then their flight
to Troy is probable. If they cannot see
Utica or some other place they circle
round Syracuse, and if they still fail to
recognize any landmaiks, eventually
return to that city, bewildered, and
often exhausted. At such times they
fall a prey to evil-disposed persons, and
perhaps often to well-meaning people,
who think they are bagging some game
by captunng them. Utica Herald.
Feminine readers may as well skip
this paragraph. The Grantee finds
that "all the histoiical angels of reve
lation, poetry and art arc masculine.
There is not a single exception. The
angels of both the Old and New Testa
ment, and the angels of art from Poly-
not us and Michael Angelo to Dore
nay, of the earliest Egyptian and
Phoenician schools were all masculine
Milton's and Dante's angels are all
Queen Victoria lias received some
Cyprus wine 300 years old.
The poet Longfellow's local tax is
$2,230, but one poem squares the ac
count. Stanley is to deliver a hundred
lectures in the large provincial towns
Baron Grant's famous mansion at
Kensington is to be turned into a res
taurant and a club.
The perfection of human nature
does not arise from exemption, but
rather by victory in temptation.
No. 2fi in the list of Queen Vic
toria's grandchildren is the girl-baby
just born to the Princess of Edinburgh.
The Archbishop of Canterbury has
probably provoked a storm of scandal
by visiting and approving the mission
houses of Paris which are not Episcopal.
General Sir Thomas Myddleton
Biddulph, Keeper of the Queen's Privy
Purse, died lately. He had been con
nected with the Queen's household
A Japanese paper states that
Japan has already 38 banks, and that
04 others are being established, while
other finance companieg are applicants
for official licenses.
Tennyson is an incessant smoker.
He uses a clay pipe of the old fashion,
with a stem a yard long, and smokes
common Virginia pigtail tobacco. He
never uses a pipe the second time.
-Constantine, heir to the throne of
all the Russias, snubs his little big
brother Alexis, our late visitor, and the
two do not lodge together in Paris, t
where they are on a visit to the great
There are several new leaders of
fashion in Paris, who, under the re
public, adopt the most extravagant
styles of dress, and rival any of the
eccentricities tor which women ot the
imperial court were noted.
At the recent half-yearly meeting
of the Bank of England it appeared
that the semi-annual profits were 089,
594. After a dividend of 4 5s. per
cent, had been declared, the "rest," or
surplus, remained 3,022,818.
I will govern my life and thoughts
as if the whole world were to see the
one and to read the other, for what
does it signify to make anything a
secret to my neighbor, when to God
(who is the searcher of our hearts) all
our privacies are open ?
The happiness of life is made up of
minute fractions the little, soon for
gotten, charities of a kiss, a smile, a
kind look, a heartfelt compliment in
the disguise of a playful raillery, and
the countless other infinitesimals of
pleasant thought and feeling.
The wise man has his follies no less
than the fool; but it has been said that
herein lies the difference the follies of
the fool are known to the world, but
are hidden from himself; the follies of
the wise man are known to himself,
but hidden from the world.
Words are little things, but they
strike hard. We utter them so easily
that we are apt to forget their hidden
power. Fitly spoken, they act like the
sunshine, the dew and the fertilizing
rain, but when unfitly, like the frost,
the hail, and devastating tempests.
The Russian Oolos says signifi
cantly that "Russia must collect her
strength for a new struggle witn Aus
tria, chiefly, in Europe, and with Tur
key and England in Asia. The Berlin-
Congress has brought to itussia, in
stead of peace, the immediate pros
nprrs of a new war. which will be more
serious than that which has just con
A British burglar, who had been do-
. i . i
inn- nmtn an extensive dusidubn. lurueu
out to be a small boy 15 years old and
"looking younger. a. large amount oi
stolen property and a complete outfit of
burglars' tools were found in his room,
besides the inciting cause oi nis exploits
a "sensational book about highwaymen
and robberies." He was "respectably,"
connected but had already served two years
in a retormatory.
Matilda. Oueen of the Gvnsies.
whose, funeral at Davtou. Ohio, was
attended by 25,000 Gypsies, had in her
character as well as appearance a touch
of Meg Alemiies. fciie came to una
AAiintrv in lK5ti. settling with her hus
band. King Ievi Stantley, at Dayton.
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Her mother, ijueen-mouier oianuey
Smith, still lives a Gypsy centenarian,
consoling herself in her second century
with the pipe that sne is too ieeoie to
fix for herself.
A a an evnress team was dashing
along six miles from Evansville, Ind.,
a negro suddenly emerged irom uie
woods, lay down across the track and
deliberately put his neck across one of
the rails, and with his hands grasped
the ties as if to hold himself firmly in
position for the catastropne. ine en
gineer reversed the lever and put on
the air-brakes, but there was not time
to stop the train. All hope was aban
AnnoA Vmt when the engine had ap
proached within a few feet the darkey
rolled over tne tracK wuu a convulsive
start, and, springing to his feet, fled
into the woods as fast as possible.
fierman newspapers are discussing
a possible new plot against the life of
William. Iu the early part of Septem
ber, a well-dressed man visited Gastein
and asked several persons whether the
Emperor usually took exercise on loot
or in a carnage, and what hour he went
out, and in what direction he usually
went. The man was arrested."! He said
thai he had twelve florins in his pockets,
but, on being searched, were iouna.
He gave a name, out ins visiting carus
represented another. On being further
questioned he gave still another name,
and said that he was from Hanover.
Among other pamphlets in his lodging,
several on socialism were found. There
was no proof that he meditated injury
to the Emperor, and be waa released,