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Th? Unexpressed. j
uoiiki au me.iovs wumn one heart bo spoken,
Could all the sorrow of one soul bo read,
r could the ice that hides one joy be broken,
What need that aught again be sung or
saidf
But mute we stand when most wo would re
- veal,
Nor may the mystic barrier be pas;
Words but the deep and struggling thought
conceal,
And silence niust our refuge be at last.
Laura Winthrop Johnson.
Miss Grace's Happy Thought.
BY L. B. COCBOFT,
"Oh, Aunt Emily!"
It was such an eager, breathless voice
that Mrs. Girton looked up in alarm as
(J nice Douglass came into the hall. But
Nannie and Sadie Girton were behind
her and Will Douglass brought up the
rear; so, reassured as to the possibility of
an accident, Mrs. Girton smiled at her
ward's eager face, quite sure that Grace
had a favor to ask, and quite sure, also,
lint the "favor" was to be allowed to do
son cthing for somebody else.
"Well, my dear, what is it?'
But G race's tirst words came as a very
decided surprise.
"Vn know Saturday is my birthday,
Auntie.''
"The most important day in the year,"
added Will.
Ami I've been thinking that, if you
didn't mind, I t-hould like "
"To celebrate it in a manner benefit
ting the occasion," put in Will.
Grace slipped her pretty hand over
Im lips. "Now do be quiet, while I tell
Auntie. 1 want to have a picnic,
Auntie, over in Eadcs's woods, with all
the children all the little girls that is,
that I can gather together iu the village.
Do say that I may.''
"But there are not more than half a
dozen children," said Jlrs. Girton,
doubtfully.
"Oh, but Aunty, I mean all the chil
dren. You know the poor little things
don't have much fun, and really it's a
simple affair. If you'll let Jane boil a
ham and make a good supply of bread,
I'll make a lot of cookies and plain cake,
and buy a few jwunds of candy, and
that's all we'll need."
'Whereas, last year, when she was
eighteen, we needed music, and salad,
and ices, and jellies, and Chinese lan
terns, and a new gown, and other things
too numerous to mention," said Will,
persuasively. "You see, Aunt Emily,
this is decidedly more economical.
Mrs. Girton laughed. "Do as you
like, my dear; only leave us enough in
the house to last over Sunday. Jane
shall boil the ham, and bake all the
bread and cake you want. Only you
must see how many children there are.
Twenty? Fifty? I haven't the dim
mest idea, myself."
About thirty; certainly not more !
than thirty-five," said Grace, who had
made a rapid calculation. "In the iirst
place, there are Nannie and Saidee, and
I know Mrs. Merton will let her chil
dren come. Then there's the doctor's
little daughter, and a child, who is stay
at the rectory."
"Six," said Will; "and for number
seven I suggest that baby at the black
smith's." "Four years old? Isn't that rather
young?" said Mrs. Girton.
"Will and she are great friends," said
Grace, smiling. "We certainly must have
her, and for the rest, I'll run over and
ask Mrs. Merton for a list of names. She
knows everybody."
"The very thing," said Mrs. Girton.
"Suppose you go over there now. You
will have time before tea only she will
be sure to want you to stay."
And Mrs. Merton did. 'My dear Grace,
how good of you ! Come in, the teu-bell
has juvt rung," she began cordially, go
ing forward to meet the young lady, and
drawing her arm through her own to
lead her into the house. "On a begging
expedition you say? Well, we'll discuss
Jt at our leisure, and you can lay it before
Mr. Merton."
"Ah," said that gentleman, "how
lucky it is that I slipped a dime into
Polly's charity purse this morning! Per
haps if the cause is very deserving, I
may be induced to contribute another
stray penny. Let us hear what it is,
Miss Grace, and let me give you some of
these strawberries."
"I only want your children, and some
dvicc this time," said Grace, detailing
her plan.
"My children you may have, on con
dition that you lot me till a corner in one
of your hampers," said Mrs. Merton
promptly. "You can use corn-beef
sandwiches, I know, and hard-bolied
eggs too. Then doughnuts and some
cake, and oh! by the wa, what can you
give them to drink? Let me send a bi
tin of mdk over. I'll see that some
goes with it to keep it cool. Then
icc
you
can' have "
But there Grace fairly put her hands
over her cars. "Dear Mrs. Jlerton,
we have provisions enough for an army."
"You'll need them all; and, by the
.way, h'tme suggest that you tell the
children to wear plain cdWo frocks.
It puts them on something resembling
equality."
"I'll remember; thank you for think-
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ing of it. And how about the children?
I told Auntie that they would number
from thirty to thirty-five."
Mrs. Merton stopped to think. "Yes;
I'll write out a list after tea, so that we
shall be sure to remember everybody.
Tom, couldn't you spare one of the farm
wagons to take them all to the picnic
ground?"
"Let them walk over, and in the af
ternoon I'll send ;a couple of teams to
bring everybody home. Don't "you think,
Miss Grace, that it would be welfttohave
three or four lads to help you keep order,-
and to fetch and carry?. Youn
brother will help 1 know, and ril give
Roberta day off. He's a young fellow
who came to us in the spring, and we all
think highly of him. He's just the one
to help you, for nothing pleases him bet
ter than to gather a crowd of children
about him. Then there's the black
smith's eldest boy. You don't know
how pleased he would be at being asked
to help you."
"The very thing!" said Grace. T1
stop there to-morrow and ask him, and
no doubt he can tell me of a fourth
helper."
There was no difficulty in getting the
children. Perhaps their mothers found
more in getting them ready, for Friday
morning saw all the clothes-lines m the
village fluttering with faded little frocks
and pinafores, which needed all that
soap and water could do to make them
presentable. More than one little guest
was without shoes or stockings; but at
least they all had clean faces and famous
appetites. I don't know whether the
sun was in (trace's confidence, but it
really seemed as if he knew all about it,
when his bright red face peeped over
the hills and shot a glance upward to
the clear sky, and another down to the
dewy fields about live o'clock that morn
ing. He fairly smiled all over when he
looked in at Professor Girton's, until the
quiet house was quite transfigured with
the glow. Not only Mrs. Girton and
Grace were there in the kitchen, but
even Will was lending a ready hand.
"For it takes the hand of a man, or at
least of a big boy, to slice bread enough
for Grace's army," said the handsome
young fellow of one-and-twenty, deftly
plying his knife while he talked
Ten o'clock was the hour chosen for i
starting, but by half-past nine every I
child was waiting on Mrs. Girton's lawn.
Grace, in a pretty blue gingham gown,
was flying here and there among them,
and her four knights, as Will laughing
ly dubbed himself and his companions,
were stowing pails and baskets in the
cart, aod answering a ceaseless round of
questions from the eager little crowd.
"March? Of course you mny, and
sing too. What do you want to sing?"
Somebody suggested "Shoo Fly," and
somebody else voted for "Bar-berry Al
lan," but the choice of the majority fell
upon "Onward Christian Soldiers,"
which almost everybody professed to
know. - It turned out that they held
various ideas as to time and tune, but as
they all sang with right good will,
that mattered little. Then Grace and
her brother sang songs in which the chil
dren came in on a Stirling chorus, and
time passed so quickly that there was a
general cry of surprise when the picnic
ground was reached. The cart was there,
ready to be unloaded, and Grace and
two of her "knights" took the work in
hand, while the other two lads and Mrs.
Merton started round games among the
children. They played hide-and-seek,
and "here we go round the mulberry
bush;" and it turned out that the doc
tor's little daughter had brought half a
dozen bean bags, whLh furnished fun
for twice as many children.
Four or five little girls wandered out
of sight for a while, and then one of the
party came back and held a whispered
consultation with Mrs. Merton. It ended
in her going back with the child, and
then Mr. Douglass was called and let
into the secret. The end of it all was.
that when Grace marshalled her forccs
and took her place at the .head of the
table or rather, the table-cloth four
little girls came forward carrying a
wreath of wild flowers, which Will took
and placed upon his sister's head. It
proved a size too large, and came down
over her shoulders; but Mrs. 3Ierton
soon remedied the trouble by loosening
the ends of the wreath and twining it,
in a long spray, from Grace's shoulder
crosswise to her waist.
There was more than even that hungry
crowd could eat; and when each little
girl had at last declined another piece of
cake, Will Douglass stood up and made
a funny speech, drinking Miss Grace's
health in a glas3 of iced milk, amid much
laughter and clapping of hands on the
part of the children.
Then Nannie and Saidee, who knew
what Mrs. Douglass could do in the way
of a story, begged for one, and Grace
was led away to the foot of a large oak
tree, around which all the children
gathered to listen. Sirs. , Merton and
the "knights" meanwhile cleared away
the remains of the feast, and made a lit
tle parcel for each child to take home to
mamma.
Nobody could believe that it was four
o'clock wherf two of Mr. Merton's farm
wagons appeared, followed by their
kind-hearted owner and Professor Gir
ton. And then came the crowning surprise
PIJTSBORO',
of the day, a cake, and such a cake! It !
was covered with frosting, had nineteen '
canaics around the edgeand bore a pink
rose in the centre.
Strange to say, it was cut into exactly
thirty-seven pieces. There were thirty
seven children present, including "Miss
Grace," Mr. Merton said, and, as he
passed the cake, he warned each little
girl to btc it slowly and very carefully,
as he was almost sure she would find a
big raisin seed, or something else in her
slice.
I he children said, "Yes,
thank you, sir," and
into the slices; and at last
sir;
bit
one
little girl cried out, "Oh, my! it isn't a
raisin seed, it's five cents!"
Sure enough, there was a bright five-
cent piece in every slice. Miss Grace
declared that she meant to keep hers al
ways, to remind her of her pleasant
birthday party; but all the children
said that they couldn't possibly forget
the day, even if they tried, so that they
would not need to keep the five-cent
pieces very long by way of a souvenir.
Then group after group came up to
bid Grace good-by, and to thank her for
"the very best time I ever had in all my
life, Miss Douglass," and, at last, a
funny little cheer went up as the wagons
rolled away with their tired, but happy
freight.
"Well, Grace, I think your thought
was a happy one. Has the day been a
success?" said the professor, smiling
down at her radiant face.
"Indeed it has! I mean to do it again
next year this, or something like it.
Don't you think it's the best way to keep
birthdays, Uncle John?"
"To go on a picnic?" said the profes
sor, laughing.
"No not exactly; but to do something
to make somebody else glad that one is
in the world with a birthday to keep.
And then, "she added, softly, "I
thought about something else, 'when
thou makest a feast' "
"Ah!" said the professor. "So that
was where the 'Happy Thought' came
in, was it? Yes, Grace, it's the very
best way to keep a birthday. J ay you
live to keep many and many a one.
I'm sure," he added, gently, "that some
body will always have cause to be 'glad
that you arc in the world with a birth
day to keep.'" Independent.
The Only Laughing Animal.
For my part, writes George Stewart,
I am convinced that, in every one of our
perceptions of the comic, humorous or
ridiculous, there is an ultimate element
which can no more be analyzed or de
fined by anything else than can our ideas
of tiuth or goodness. But however this
may be, it is abundantly evident that all
human laughter (other than that due to
the mere physical influences) includes a
distinct intellectual clement. This is a
laughter in which no mere animal
shares. The anthropoid apes are by far
the most like man of all brutes, and a
very bright and lively adult specimen
a chimpanzee called Sally is now living
in the gardens of the Zoological Society,
of London, and is remarkable
for the readiness and dexterity with
which she has learned to perform many
tricks. At my request experiments have
been made to see if she could be got to
give any evidence of a perception of the
ludicrous. For this purpose her keeper
arrayed himself in various unusual and
brightly colored garments and went
through a number of absurd gestures;
Sally was evidently interested in his ap
pearance and inspected him with care
but, as evidently, did not realize the
humor of the situation. Indeed, her
keeper (who is an extremely intelligent
man) assured me he has never detected
anything in her demeanor which he could
set down to a perception of the ludi
crous, although she has very marked and
definite ways of expressing her feelings
of jay, anger or disappointment.
Effect of Certain Odors.
The aroma of red cedar is fatal to
house moths; the aroma of black walnut
leaves is fatal to fleas. It is a matter of
common observation that persons en
gaged in the business of making shingles
from odoriferous cypress timber in ma
larial districts are rarely, if ever, affect
ed by malarial diseases, and that persons
engaged in gathering and distilling tur
pontine do not suffer from either mala
rial diseases or consumption. It is said
that when cholera was epidemic in Mem
phis, Tenn., persons working in livery
stables were entirely exempt from it. It
is affirmed that since the destruction of
the clove trees on the island of Tcrnate
the colony has suffered from epidemics
unknown before; and in times when
cholera has prevailed in London and
Paris those employed in the perfumery
factories have escaped its
Herald of Heal tlx.
Paper Doors.
Paper doors are coming into use, and,
as compared with those of wood, possess
the advantage of neither shrinking,
swelling, cracking nor warping. It is
formed of two thick paper boards
stamped and moulded into panels, and
glazed together with glue and potash,
and then rolled through heavy rollers.
After being covered with a waterproof
coating and then with one that is fire proof,
it is painted, varnished and hung
in the usual way.
CHATHAM CO., N. C,
CHILDREN'S COLUMN
Mr. Dream-Maker.
Come, Mr. Dream-maker, sell me to-night
The loveliest dream in your shop;
My dear little lassie is weary of light,
Her lids are beginning toTarop.
She's good -when she's gay, but she's tired of
Play, f
And the tear-drops will naughtily creep;
So, Mr. Dream-maker, hasten, I pray,
My little girl's gdlng to sleep.
Samuel Peek, in St. Nicholas.
Doing Things ll'ell.
"There !" said Harry, iriwing down
the shoe brush, "that l I dot My shoes
don't look very bright,, but no matter.
Who cares?"
"Whatever is worth while doing at all
is worth doing well," said his father,
who had heard the boy's careless speech.
Harry blushed while his father con
tinued :
"My boy, your shoes look wretchedly.
Pick up the brush and make them shine ;
when you have finished come into the
house."
As soon a3 Harry appeared with his
well-polished shoes his father said :
"I have a little story to tell you. I
once knew a poor boy whose mother
taught him the proverb which I re
peated to you a few minutes ago. This
boy went out to service in a gentleman's
family and he took pains to do every
thing Ayell, no matter how unimpor
tant it seemed. His employer was
pleased and took him into his shop.
He did his work well there, and when
sent on errands he went quickly and
was soon back in his place. So he ad
vanced from step to step until he became
clerk, aud then a partner in the busi
ness. He is now a rich man and anxious
that his son Harry should practice the
rule which made him prosper."
"Why, papa were you a poor boy
once?" asked Harry.
"Yes, my son, so poor that I had to
go out to service and black boots and
wait at table and do any service that
was required of me. By doing little
things well I was soon trusted with more
important ones." Young Reaper.
Stories of Tar rots.
Brchm, the author of a German work
called "The History o" Animals," affirms
that parrots of the more intelligent In
dian and African varieties have not only
been taught many phrases which they
repeat by rote, but that they have come
to understand the meaning of w hat they
say, and use words independently in their
proper senses. lie cites tne case or an
East Indian parrot who learned a large
number of Dutch words in his native
country. Brought to Europe,he learned
a number of German and French words
in succession. He asked for water, for
food, for playthings, and for a chance
to get out of his cage, which was regu
larly allowed him. He did not always
use the German word for what he
wanted, in speaking to Germans, but
sometimes substituted the Dutch words,
in their proper senses. No doubt a good
many of his native screeches and jabber
ings were put down as "Dutch" by his
German masters.
Scaliger tells of a parrot which imitated
the calls used in the dances of the Savoy
ards, and repeated parts of their songs;
and Jacques Brunot, a French writer,
tells of an African parrot who danced as
he had seen the people do, repeating as
he did so the words of their song: "A
little step! A little jump! Ion! Ion!"
Mcnault, another Frenchman of
science, tells of a famous parrot, for
which Cardinal Bos?a paid a hundred
gold crowns because he recited without
a blunder the Apostles' Creed and
chanted the magnificat correctly.
The story is recorded in English
anecdotal collections, if not in grave his
tories, that a parrot belonging to Henry
VIII. once fell in the Thames, and sum
moned passers-by to the rescue by calling
out "Help! Help!"
The Indian parrot of whom the ac
count is given by Brchm was deprived of
its mistress by death. It refused to eat,
and called out repeatedly, "Where is
madam? Where is madam?" One of
the friends of the family, an elderly ma
jor, once patronized the parrot by saying
to him, "Jump on your perch, Jacko,
there's a good bird: jump on your
perch!" Jacko looked at him an in
stant, contemptuously, and then "ex
claimed, "Jump on the perch, Major,
jump on the perch!" Youth's Com
panion. ,
The Longest Word.
"I see a paragraph is going around in
the papers about a certain German word
which is said to be the longest found in
any language," said Mr. Faithful last
evening; "but that's nothing. It's only
a line and a half in length. The longest
word I ever came across is the Rev.
Mosiah Jyclane's 'One word more and
I'll close.' That makes upward of a
column generally." Ogden (Utah)
Herald.
The Right Kind of a Keepsake.
"You want a keepsake that will al
ways remind you of me?" she said.
"I do, darling," he said, tenderly.
"What's the matter wifh myself?" she
whispered.
There will be a wedding shortly.--Boston
Courier. , .
SEPTEMBER 1, 1887.
DRINKING BEER.
A Brewery Employe Who Con
sumes a Keg Per Day.
The Daily Record Per Man
From 25 to 1 OO Glasses.
Some people seem to be specially con
structed for drinking beer. "See that
man?" remarked the foreman of one of
the lager-beer breweries in this city,
pointing to a corpulent German work
man who was standing before the small
bar, which the proprietors of the brew
ery run for the exclusive benefit of their
employes.
"Yes."
"Do you notice anything peculiar
about his appearance?"
"Nothing very remarkable. Why do
you ask?"
"I think he drinks more beer every
day than any other man in New York."
"He does't look like a hard drinker."
"No more so than any of the rest of
our men, and he is not what you Ameri
cans would call a hard drinker. In the
fifteen years he has worked for us I have
never seen him drunk, but he will drink
on an average 100 glasses of beer a day.
That is just about a keg of beer a day.
Some days he will drink more and some
days less."
"Doesn't it hurt him?"
"It doesn't appear to. He has never
been away a day on account of sickness
since I have been here. When he comes
down in the morning, which is about 5
o'clock, his first act generally is to dnnk
ten or fifteen glasses of beer to clear his
throat for the day. Then, whenever he
feels thirsty he leaves his work for an
other drink. This bar is'kept entirely
for our men and our visitors. The bar
keepers have orders to give our men all
the beer they want whenever they want
it. If I see a man leaving his work too
often I tell him to stay at the bar a little
longer and take three or four glasses, in
stead of running back and forth after
one glass each time. A few breweries
give their workmen tickets good for one
glass of beer each, but most concerns let
their men drink all they want without
counting the number. It makes the men
feel better and doesn't cost any more in
the long run."
"All of your men are not as heavy
drinkers as this man?"
"No, but there is very little difference
practically. An ordinary man would get
as drunk on 40 glasses of beer as on 100,
provided that he could hold that much
fluid. I suppose the average is about 40
in this brewery. We have nearly 125
workmen in this building and they drink
over 40 kegs a da v. As there are 110
glasses in a keg, you can see that the av
crage is not far from 40 glasses each,
Wc have about fifty drivers, but they get
most of their beer on their routes from
their customer.-:. I don't suppose there
is a man here who drinks less than 20
glasses a day and there arc half a dozen
who run over sixty."
"How do the men manage to stand
it so well?"
"Come around the brewery with me
and I'll show you," said the foreman,
leading the reporter into a large stone-
floored room, wiiere a dozen or so
brawny workmen were washing a score
of beer kegs in a shallow tub of scalding
water. "Just notice," he coutinued,
"the temperature of this room. It is 10
degrees hotter than it is outdoors.
Those men are wet through with per
spiration. That is the way they work
off their beer. This isn't like walking
or working in the sun. There is no
danger of sunstrokes over that tub, and
they carry most of their beer home with
them in their dripping flannel shirts.
Now look down in the cellars with me,''
went on the foreman, as he prepared a
brace of lighted candles and led the way
down several flights of stairs into the
great black cavern under the building.
The change in the temperature could
not have been more startling. From
106 above zero it suddenly dropped to
35, and from the pipes which supplied
the cold air hung huge icicles. The
vaults were piled high with deep vats,
some filled with beer and some empty.
Into one of the latter a workman was
seen working his way through a hole
apparently too small to accommodate a
fraction of his girth. But such was the
yielding character of his corporosity
that the seeming miracle was accom
plished without much difficulty, but
with very little room to spare. Once
indeed a hose was handed him by his
companion and in a few minutes he
wormed his way out again, leaving be
hind him as clean a vat as ever beer be-
soiled."
"This kind of work," explained the
foreman, "admits of beer-drinking with
out danger. No chance of a man being
overcome with the heat down here. In
the wash-room the men drink beer to
keep cool. Here the men take it to
keep warm. Now there is one place I
want to show you, where our men hare
a chance to work on tneir beer," con
tinued the foreman as he conducted the
reporter through the winding passage
between the vats, up the stairs iuto
New York again, "and that is our malt
room." '
The malt-room is as high above the
NO. 1.
grcund ct iic Tatilts art i.ov bcJcvr it
and as hot as they are cold. Next to
the sun-scorched roof, there lie bushels
upon bushels of malt, and in a stifling at
mosphere of dust and heat there were a
dozen men shovelling the grain into
barrows which were being wheeled to
the elevator that lowers them to the
boiler-room where the malt mixes with
hops and water and comes out foaming
lager-beer in the keg behind the counter
in the barroom.
"The men would choke to death here
without their beer. When they work
ten hours, as they do up here, forty
glasses of beer is not a large amount to
drink after one gets used to it," con
tinued the foreman. "I have now
shown you the hardest work our men
do, and you can easily see why the beer
they drink doesn't hurt them particu
larly. If they were in some other busi
ness I suppose it might be different.
New York World.
A Japanese Prison.
The main prison in Kajibashi is situa
ted in a central place of the capital,
Tokio. and is under the direct control of
the Minister of the Interior. The build
ing is two stories high, and made in the
shape of a cross. In each story there
are 40 cages, making 80 cages in all.
Each cage is nine feet square. The Jap
panese government manages to keep many
prisoners in this prison for two or three
years without any public trial. Each
cage generally contains ten or eleven
prisoners, who eat and sleep in this small
box. Or, perhaps, it is better to say the
prisoners try to sleep, heaped up one over
the other.
There are always from 800 to 900
prisoners kept in this way. Many be
come sick, and some die. The outside
of each cage is protected by a strong
wooden frame. The frame itself be
comes a door to let the prisoners in and
out. The side facing the yards has a
large window, protected with an iron
frame, of which the door must not be
closed without the permission of the
officials, even in the severest winter
nights. This is a common occurrence
that prisoners are found covered with
snow. The most of the prisoners have
no means of communicating with their
friends. When they are arrested the
government spy or police tell them that
they need not bring any money with
them, as they will be sent back to their
homes in a fewr minutes. When they go
to the prison they are kept there six
months at least. During this time, if
they have any money to pay postage,
they arc permitted to send their letters;
but if they have no money no letter can
be sent by public expense. They are
never permitted to see their friends until
the judge of a secret examination makes
up his mind to send a prisoner to the
court of public trial. Washington Star.
A City's Car Horses.
When it is written that the Brooklyn
City owns over 2,700 horses and that
each horse costs 30 cents a day, some
idea of the magnitude of the expense
can be figured. It will be seen that at
this rate over $800 is spent on
maintenance alone. It is claimed, and
probably justly, that a car horse re
ceives better treatment than an animal
driven to a private conveyance. All the
stables of the Brooklyn City . are well
ventilated. Air is permitted to enter
from the top and sides, while there is a
draft through the long corrider in front
of each row of stalls. Over the stall of
each horse is a placard, giving the occu
pant's age, cost, where purchased and a
few other particulars. A space is left
for the animal's death, the rate of the
latter being about two per cent, yearly.
If faults can be found with the general
workings of the Brooklyn City railroad
company it cannot be said that those
employes in the stable are open to ecn
sure. Brooklyn Eagle.
Why He Hurried.
A Second Ward lady, who usually has
had to wait patiently for the butcher
boy's arrival, was surprised a morning or
two since to see him coming along
quicker and earlier than usual. She was
so elated with the prospects of a punc
tual dinner that she gave the boy a
nickel, explaining that the reward was
for promptness. The boy was out of
breath, but he managed to stammer out :
"Thankee, mum, yes; the boss told me
to hurry up with the meat so as to get it
here before it beginned to smell." Og
den (Utah) Herald.
A Cold World.
"What brought you to this, place, my
friend?" inquired a visitor at the peni
tentiary of a convict.
"A mere matter of opinion got mc
here, sir."
"Impossible !"
"No, sir. I expressed the opinion
that I was innocent, and the jury ex
pressed the opinion that I wasn't. It's
a cold world, sir." Life.
A Rush of Business.
A. "You say Smythe's new store on
the at enue is closed?"
B. "Yes, it isshut up."
"Why, I thought it was doing an im
mense businesss."
"That's just what busted it up. It
was always so crowded that nobody
could get into it." Texas Sittings.
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Beyond.
It seemeth such a little way to me
Across to that stranga country, the Beyond,
And yet not strange, for it has grown to be
The home of those of whom I am so fond;
They make it seem familiar and most dear,
As journeying friends bring distant countria
near.
So close it lies that, when my sight is clear,
I think I see the gleaming strand;
I know, I feel that those who've gone fron
here
Come near enough to touch my hand ;
I often think, but for our veiled eyes,
We should find heaven right 'round us lies.
I can not make it seem a day to dread
When from this dear earth I shall journej
out
To that still dearer countiy of the dead,
And join the lost ones so long dreamed about
I love this world, yet shall I love to go
And meet the friends who wait for me, I
know.
And so for me there is no sting to death,
And so" the grave has lost its victory;
It is but crossing, with a bated breath,
And white, set face, a little strip of sea,
To find the loved ones waiting on the shore
More beautif ul, more precious than before.
Ella Wheeler Wilcox.
HUMOROUS.
Umbrellas have a widespread popular
ity. If the sun is cooling as the astronomers
say, it is very slow about it.
The young man full of promise fre
quently turns out bad pay.
A person can be in Chicago, 111., and
yet be well. This is a curious fact.
Among the people mentioned as shin
ing at the summer hotels wc fail to find
the bootblacks.
There has been a drop of $500 in the
price of elephants, but it costs as much
as ever to see the animal.
Benjamin Franklin was only 21 when
he married. He very soon after dis
covered what lightning was like.
A minister may not be a brakeraan,
but he does a good deal of coupling all
the same.
An Indiana man drew a revolver on a
doctor, and the doctor drew a box ol
pills on the Hoosier. Both fired at once,
and neither can recover.
A dog's hair is said to have turned
white through pain. It may be that the
gentleman who ia authority for thp, state
ment only said this to give color to hii
story.
The man who was seen going in
swimming on a rainy day with an um
brella over his head is probably the indi
vidual who carried a palm-leaf fan to tht
Arctic regions.
A girl graduate of a Western musical
college was overcome when she stood in
the presence of her first audience, and
had to be carried home. But this is
more merciful than to have suffered the
whole audience to be overcome by the
girl graduate.
"No, iioV-Ly," r-aid his mother, "one
piece of pic is quite enough for you !"
"It's funny," responded Bobby, with 22
injured air, "you say you are anxious
that I should Icarn to cat properly, an?
yet you won't give me a chance to prac
ticel"
iuoensts Devouring the Land.
Locusts have done a great deal ol
damage in Salvador and Gautemala, and
both Governments arc adopting meas
ures to alienate the suffering which has
resulted. The Diario Oflicial of Salva
dor says: "The locusts have invaded the
greater part of the republic, and it has
proved impossible to destroy the hordes
of these pests." A letter from Chala
tenango, Salvador, says that locusts
have appeared there in swarms, and that
as there is no Indian corn for sale as
the locusts have devoured it the poor
have nothing eat, and some of them have
lived for days at a time on a little fruit
and herbs. Beans and rice are at a
fabulous figure, and if it were not for
the donations made in edibles by a few
fortunate holders of stores the people
would starve to death.
A Heartless Skeptic.
"How people do change," said the
beggar.
"Some men get spoiled by
riches. There's a man who never re
fused to give mc a half when I told him
my wife was dying, or my child was ill
no, not in five years, and now, just
because he's made a lucky strike in land
and I raised the limit to $2.50 he turns
around and calls me a liar and says I
hain't got no child and I hain't got no
wife, I ain't," and the beggar wiped
away a tear. " 'Tain't so much that he
didn't give me the money that makes
me feel bad. It's for him to call me a
liar now, after he's believed me for five
years."
Virtues of Indian Corn.
Indian corn contains a large amount of
nitrogen, has anti-const ipating qualities,
is easily assimilated, cheap and very nu
tritive. A doctor of note declares that
a couvse of Indian meal, in the shape of
Johnny cake, hoe cake, corn or pone
bread and mush, relieved by copious
draughts of pure cows milk, to which, if
inclined to dyspepsia, a little lime water
may be added, will make a life, now a
burden, well worth the living; and you
need no other treatment to correct your
nervousness, brighten your vision and
give you sweet and peaceful sleep.