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PLYMOUTH, N. C, FRIDAY, SEPTEMBER 8, 1890.
IN A MOUNTAIN FIRB.
A Thrilling Episode
'M BY ADAiE.
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; A mountain fire at night that was
the sight which Louise Eltham, a visi
tor from the prairie states to her
uncle's home in California, was regard
ing, with awe 'and1 admiration.
...".Lets ride up and take a nearer
view," said her cousin Phil. "You
will never see anything like this in
- Illinois nor very often here, for that
matter. There isn t a bit of danger.
Prince goes easy and isn't skittish, and
we ll iiist go up on one of the foot
hills where we can eee it all. Get
your thickest cloak, though, for it's
chilly, and you don't 'want to ffeeze
on one side while you roast on the
Nothing loath, Louise ran for her
wraps, and very soon they were gal
4 loping toward the blazing mountains.
1 How light it was! v 'ft'rjs like my pic-
ture of 'The Last Days of'Pompeii "'
J Louise panted, "only this isn't doing
l any harm."
r A wagon came clattering toward
them, and Phil drew up suddenly as
he recognized the lady who drove.
'Good evening, Mrs. Hastings! Why,
jou are not burned out, surely?"
, s Mrs. Hastings laughed hysterically.
"The house was all right when I left,
but-1 -don't suppose I. -shall ever see it
again. The sparks were" falling in
showers, then. Mr. Hastings and his
brother insisted on my coming out
with the colts before the road was
blocked by the fire. They said they
$ouId go over the eastern ridge by the
cattle-trail and out by "Wilson's road, if
they were delayed too long. Our
pretty home "
I . Shefchoked, brit almost instantly re
covered herself, and asking hurriedly,
"Is your mother at home? I think
I'll drop in on her until the matter is
settled," she drove on.
"Po r Mrs. Hastings!'' Louise
! A fire starting in one of these
gulches or canyons rushes up it as
fames rush up a chimney, but the
steep rock walls .on either side often
cpnhne it. .ThosgbV the- -cleft;' just
westward of the Hastings place roared
like a fiery furnace, their ravine was
still dark and unharmed. Phil looked
np it longingly, but dared not take his
cousin in, for the house was some
half mile up the canyon, the road
thither wa3 a bare cut through tangled
thickets, and if the fire once started
there it would , be impossible to get
back. Yet he. was aching to go to Mr.
' , "Hastings' assistance. v v :
I "Here's just the .place, Louise.
Come on," he cried, turning up a cat
tle path to the top of a partially de
tached kuoll to eastward. "You can
see it all from here and yet be perfect
ly safe. If Prince gets restive,
throw your handkerchief over his eyes.
' Don't go any nearor. I'll be back
presently, but I want to run up to the
Hastingses. You don't mind, do you?"
f, Louise did mind, but would not say
So, knowing hov much the Hastingses
needed help, so a moment later she
was alone on the stony knob. Almost
in the nest moment, it seemed, she
found herself listening to the distant
barking of a dog. Louise loved dogs,
and recognized this at once as the
voice of a large one, frightened, angry
and appealing. It was up the canyon
eastward of the Hastings ravine. She
had been up that trail once with Phil
') There&fce 'had seen a small, rough
Bhantyand two little toddlers playing
.with a great dog, half-houud, half
bulldog, which Phil informed her was
the terror of the neighbors and the de
voted slave and guardian of the chil
dren. "Was he now afraid of the fire?
He had reason. If t it swept up Has
i J ' tings'-canyon it - could hardly fail to.
A take Wilson's also. -4
"y, Then Louise felt her blood run
1 chilly. Only that morning she had
1 seen Wilson and his invalid wife drive
1 by on their way to town, 12 miles
away. Mr. and Mrs. Wilson, but not
the children! Mina had told her that
when the Wilsons went to town they
ieft the children locked up in the
house. No wonder poor Bose was
barking frantically! He scented dau
ger in the air, and his beloved little
ones were unable to escape!
!t "Phil! Phil!" Louise screamed, in
voluntarily, bat Phil was far beyond
bearing, and already there was a dull
smolder of fire in the dea-d leaves be
side the road, where a spark had
fihe sprang f ro n her horse and
crushed it out, but that could postpone
the inevitable for but a moment or
two; flames we're showing over the
western ridge, and other smoldering
fires were visible. She could not
reach Phil there was no time to ride
for help yet clearer than ever she
heard the frantic barking. Ob, the
poor children, locked up in that little
shanty with its roof of red wool
fchake. dry as tinder! $ ,
"Prince" we've got to try.it!" Lou
isa sobbed, spr .aging back into the
saddle and ' turning him to the east
ward. "Phil mil 'Don't go nearer,'
but Y can't stay here - and let those
bativ 4iura alive. I know they are
of California Life
shrieking for help.and nobody to hear
but poor, faithful, helpless Bose. Now
keep cool, Prince! ,We simply must
smash that door in and get the cuil
dren back here before this canyon is a
furnace, and that may be in less than
ten minutes. Quick, Prince, quick!
It's a race for life, now. Fly, -boy,
Prince snorted as if ,he understood,
and plunged down a steep cattle path
to the narrow trail that wound up the
cauyou. Half .a mile of this cave-like
gloom, .the crooked trail so narrow
that her outstretched arms might touch
the branches on either side, and now,
indeed, Louise felt that she had rushed
into the jaws of death. A few mo
ments' delay would make return im
possible, and she knew no other way
Now the canyon widened. She Vas
under the tirelit 'sky again, with Bose
bounding toward her, barking implor
ingly. "Yes, Bose, yes, good doggie,
we'll save the babies, never fear," she
called, breathlessly, extending her
t and toward him, for she understood
the dog's tone. One sniff assured
him that Louise was a friend, and he
ran before her barking loudly and
flung himself against the shanty door.
Louise sprang from her panting
horse. Sparks were flying in clouds
overhead, and the air was filled with
the muffled roar of fire. Hastings'
canyon was all ablaze. There wasn't
a moment to loose. She rattled the
rough door fiercely.
A frightened little fqce showed it
self at the window. "Please'm, we
can't open the door. We're locked in,
and pana and mamma haven't come
yet. Ain't it time?" -
Louise looked desperately around
for an axe to force the door, She
could see clearly it was too light, in
deed, with all that ruddy glow from
the smoke-clouds above. The great
dog was watching her suspiciously.
"Now don'tbe angry, boy, "she coaxed,
a little nervously. "We've got to
.open the door, you know, to get the
babies out, or we shall all burn up to
gether." Bose barked and again flung his
whole weight against the flimsy door
just as Louise found a light hatchet.
She attacked the door furiously. A
strong man would have made 6hort
work of it, but the girl was neither
strong nor skilful, and though it shiv
ered and splintered it held fast for
what seemed a terribly long time. At
last as she and Bose together threw
themselves against it, it crashed in, and
the dog bounded across the room to
where a little girl about six years old
was trying to hush the screams of a
brother of three.
The shanty consisted of but one
room, with neither floor nor ceiliug,
and the furniture wa3' of the rudest
description. A few relics of- better
days "back east" contrasted oddly
with the home-made stools and bed
stead. Louise gave one glance at a
fine, inlaid stand and a handsome fam
ily Bible, but with that terrible half
mile of overarched wood road to trav
erse, it was impossible to think of
saving anything but the children.,
She caught up the chubby youngster.
"Come," she said cheerily, "let's go
and meet mother. "
But the child screamed and fought
her vigorously. While she strove to
soothe him, the little girl ran to the
door, but one look brought her back
to cluch Louise's dress.
"The mountain's all afire! We shall
be burned up!" screamed the little
girl, clinging tighter, while the boy
kicked and pulled Louise's hair with
all his small might. Fairly desperate
nowj Louise shook him into momen
tary quiet, and said, sharply: "Gracie,
be still! I'll save you both if you'll
be quiet aud mind me. If you don't
I can't, and we shall all burn up to
gether!" The little maid gulped down her
cries, and even unclasped one small
baud. "I'll be good," she gasped,
obedientlv. "Don't let me be burned
But the spoiled baby only shrieked
His little sister, trembling like a
leaf, mnde a piteous appeal. "Please
don't mind him. He don't know any
better, he's so little. O Johnny! please
be sti 1, please! I'll give you my
dollie, any thing but if you don't keep
still O Johnny, do listen to sister
we shall be burned up!"
But Johnny was deaf to argument, and
Louise had to carry him out, aud exert
all her -strength to lift him on the
horse. "Hold on tight," she said;
but before she could lift Gracie also,
the perverse little fellow rolled shriek
ing to the ground. Louise had to
spring and catch the bridle or Prince
would have been off.
Master Johnny scurried back into
the house and under the bed iu spite
of his sister's frantic appeals, for he
had never been required to obey her
or anybody else. Gracie ran after
him. Robbing aud tugging frantically
to get him out. Louise had to tie
Prince before she dared fdllow, sick
at heart with fear. The spoiled baby's
wilfuluess might cost all their lives.
By main force she dragged him from
his retreat, enveloped him in blankets
and bore him out, but on the door
step she paused. .The breeze up the
canyon, till now so cool and f esh.had
suddenly become warm and smoky.'
The falling sparks had "done their'
work, fires were already smoldering
lower, ddwn the canyon. A minute
more" might see it ablaze. It would
be madness to attempt that road now.
She set Johnny down and looked
around with desperate coolness.
A barrel of water stood under the
nearest tree. Into this Louise hast
ily plunged bedding and pieces of car
pet, thenj scrambling on an old box,
with the help of the broom she .spread
them as well as possible over the flim
sy roof.. . '
Suddenly she sprang down. "The
pool below the falls under the big bay
tree! We may be safe there, and there
isn't a moment to lose. Come, Johnny,
we're going to the falls.",
Once more she jerked tbe;,child from
under the bed and carried him out
Now the air was close, and the canydn
walls echoed to the crackling of the
-flames. Fortunately it was not far to
the little pool, for it took all the girl's
strength to lead the terrified horse and
the struggling boy..
"Black man under falls bogy
man!" Johnny screamed, pulling back
with all his might, and Gracie added,
trembling, "Mamma says there is a
black man tlere that eats little chil
dren; but yon won't let him eat us,
will you? '
"If there ever was a black man
there," said Louise, with composure,
"of course he's not there now he's
run away from the fire."
The ''falls" were a mere dribble of
water , down an almost perpendicular
rock; the pool was not over three feet
deep, and green slime lay along its
edges, but it wa3 water, and it lay in
a hollow, with rock walls on three
sides, while over it spread the green
luxuriance of a great bay tree. Louise
drew a long breath of thankfulness
when she reached the stream.
"Here, Gracie, hold this youngster
a moment. Now, Prince, come and be
tied to this tree. ' Poor old horsie, you
are nearly scared to death with all
this heat and rushing and roaring and
crackling round you. But you are
safe here. Bocks and water can't
burn, nor this green stu 3, either. Oh,
yon little scamp!"
She was just iu time to catch Johnny
as he broke away from Gracie. This
time .she tore a strip from his apron,
tied the restless ankles together, and
set him down beside the pool, scream
ing, but unable to make more trou
ble. "There, now! Don't cry, Gracie; I
didn't hurt him, and we are safe here.
Step close under the tree. Look at
B039 lying in the pool. He knows
how to make himself comfortable."
The canyon was now a sea of fire.
Great flames eeemed to reach and
eclipse the pale stars overhead. The
heat was intense, and the showers of
sparks hissed in the water and scorched
the ferns. Louise could see the thick
foliage of the green bay shrivelling in
the hot wind.
"But rocks and water cau't burn,"
she repeated, desperately. "And this
heat can't last long."
She dipped Gracie's wrap and her
own into the pool, but Johnny held
his so tightly and screamed so loud
that she had to let that go.
A frightened rabbit flashed past
them up the canyon, aud a snake
glided away among the rocks. Louise
wondered if they would escape. She
dashed water over Prince's saddle and
back, over herself and the children.
The heat was terrible. It seemed im
possible to live .except by lying flat.
She tried to force Prince down, but he
was too terrified to understand or
obey, and she had to drop down her
self. The flames seemed to shoot up both
sides of the canyon now, netting a
fiery bower against the sky. The
rain of sparks made little Gracie.look
ing into the mirror of the pool, scream
in terror. "The water's afire, too!"
Louise tried to reassure her, but she
found herself glancing up apprehen
sively at the shrivelling leaves of the
bay tree. They would soon cease to
be any protection. "Lie flat, Gracie,"
she said, and once more dashed water
over the children and horse. Then
she dropped, panting and exhausted,
on the verge of the pool, closing her
eyes to the foe she could ho longer
But scarcely a minute passed before
Gracie exclaimed, ' 'The fire's going out,
and our house isn't burned. It's just
going to, though!"
Louise sat up. The dry grass and
leaves had burned out, the canyon
was comparatively dark, and the shanty
was but just srnoMaring into a blaze.
The wet blankets and rugs had pro
tected its roof, the great clump of
eallas and vines, its sides; but'theae
had been dried osit completely, and
the last shower of sparks had accumu
lated. Iu an instant Louise was
speeding toward it. There was a lit
tle water in the barrel. A few min
utes' work with her saturated cloak
sufficed to beat out the tire.
"It's belter than no shelter," Lou
ise remarked, grimly, she dropped
on tha doorstep, utterly exhausted.
"And their beddiug isn't all burned
up, though I wouldn't give much for
the things on the roof, and I don't
think I shall wear this cloak to church
again. I wish I was safe at home in
bed; but thank God the children are
: There came a patter of .small feet
and a shrill, wrathful 'v'ce. Johnny
hlid succeeded in freeing "himself, aud
returned in great indignation. - ''I'll
telf rny mamma on you," he declared,
loudly. "You b'?a,door in, and you
dwag me offfcnd you tie me up in de
fire. I'll tell my mamma!"
"You're welcome," Louise said,
"You b'oke windows' and burn
house. I'll tell my mamma;" Johnny
reiterated angrily. . .. ;
Very cautiously Louise removed-the
blinding coat from her horse's head.
She patted and soothed hini, and was
about to climb wearily into the saddle '
when there came a flare of torches and
lanterns over the western ridge. She
heard a woman sobbing wildly a$d
declaring she must and would go; on
to her poor children, while men
eeemed to be dissuading her.
Then Louise heard Phil's voice, full
of distress. "She would have been
perfectly safe where I left her, and
Prince wouldn't run away. Whatever
possessed her to go wandering oft?
Ben, won't you go and see if she has
gone home? I can't face them if she
"Oh, Phil!" the girl called, "I'm
here all right. Is that Mrs. Wilson
cryiug? Tell her the children are all
right and the house is standing. Bose!
Down, sir! Don't you know your
friends?" for the dog had bristled and
growled angrily at Phil's headlong
rush down the hill.
"Why in the world didn't you stay
where I left you? Hastings thought
sure you had tried to follow me and
been caught in the fire. Next tjme I
won't bring you out."
"You needn't. I never want to see
a mountain fire. again. All the same,
I'm glad I came this time. You are,
too, aren't you, , Bose? . You didn't
hear him calling for help, did you,
Phil? His barking brought me, and
if Johnny had been half as sensible, as
his dog I could have had the children
out before the fire caught us. Don't
be angry, Phil. I couldn't stay there
and let them burn up without trying
to save them."
"Who's said anything angry? Only I
didn't know you set up for a heroine."
"It wasn't, heroic," Louise an
swered, simply. "It was the only
thing to do. "
But somehow she never could make
the Wilsons agree with her, or Phil,'
either. Youth's Companion.
CAN'T FOOL- THE BRUTES.
Beasts Cannot fee Deceived by Illusions to
Which Man Succumbs.
"It's a singular fact," said a man in
the show business to a New Orleans
Times-Democrat reporter, "chat illu
sions, as we call 'em, don't fool ani
mals. I've seen that proved over and
over again. A few years ago I had
what is known as the 'Mystic Maze'
at the Jvasuville exposition. It was
simply a small room rilled with mirrors
so arranged that you seemed to be iu
a narrow corridor full of - turns. It
was very puzzling, and I used to get
lost in the place myself, but it never
bothered my dog a moment. H.e
would run through it from end to end
at full speed and never bump against
a mirror. , ,
"I saw something in the sjame line
in 'Frisco not long ago. A friend of
mine had .an illusion called 'The
Haunted Swing.' YVa get in what
seems to be an ordinary swing, hung
in the center of a good-sized room,
and the thing begins to move. It
goes back and forth and; "finally clear
over the. top that is to say, it seams
to. What really turns around is the
room itself the swing stands perfect-.,
ly still. It is a good illusion, and
when the room is revolved "rapidly-,
there never was a man who could keep
his head in the swing. It seems as if
he must certainly pitch out, and if the
motion is kept up he gets deathly
sick. But a pet cat belonging to my
friend used to lie on the edge of the
seat and never turn a hair;. no matter
how fast the thiug was worked.
"The elder Hermann told me that
animals were never deceived by false
table legs, built up with looking
glasses, and used ia stage tricks.
They always passed around on the
other side. I guess they must see
better, somehow, than men. "
The Youngest Major.j ;
The rounsest mavor in the United
States is Charles N. Fletcher of Clay
ton, 111. Ie is just twenty-five years
old." From his birth till $ie Spanish
American war broke out he lived iu
that section. . ".
On the dav the Oui'ncv (I11.V divi
sion of the naval reserves paraded be
fore the United States Navy officer's
for inspection Fletcher felt a thrill bf
patriotism and at once enlisted. The
battalion went to Norfolk, and there'
in the scattering of .the reserve he was
ordered to ie Yale.
Fletcher eerved on the Yale till he
was dischanred last autumn. On his
return home, from tbe reports of his
companions touching i letcuer s stea J
fastness and dashing courage,' the
men of the town concluded he would
make a runaway canvas? if noinioaed
for mayor, and he did. Ne lork
QUAINT AND CUI?IOL(S.
There are ajiple' . growers at MpnV
x - I ts 1 T . '
ireuu xrauce, who iurna iru u uear- jjVhich' tllefai-eTnjf "a railroad
lag family-crests The apples aic Cr1,in can.Tje-applied -from the track, as
grown ia, paper bags. Yhen he the tfaiu passes," Without the; inter
apples are about as large as hickory. -.vatim-oithe -engineer.. The air
nuts th'e bags are slipped over them in brake svstra is connected with'a lever
orderto-plrotect them from thQ sun,
Whea they re nearly ripe new bags
are adjusted, with the-crest cut out.
like a stencil on one side of the bag,
The sun hen colors the apple, leaving
a green crest on a red apple or a
red design on a green surface.
r Mrs. James Piatt of Union Mills,
Ihd.', recently gave birth' to a quartet
of girls. , Each, measured twelve inches
in length and weighed . twenty-four
ounces. The mother is 16 years old,"
while the father is upward of 30.
Three of the quartet died soon after
birth. The fourtE is well developed
and bids fair 'to live. The attending
1, : . -i i ; ii. -i ii.
yuyaicittus oeueve max ine case is
witnont precedent in medical History.
Births have been recorded of quar-.j laat summer no expedition had passed a
tets with a division of males and fe- winter there-no complete series of
males, but no case hastbeen recorded, Weather records, therefore, had been
they say, where tha babes have been ta3sfiu ere. . The science of meteoro
of one sex. ' Togy is still young, but it promises to
, - , be .of great advantage,' and every
. Bev. A. C. Bowdish,' pastor of th- J record of wind currents,, precipitation
Methodist church on City Island, New and tuer phenomena of the air has
xvi n. viij, xias a uiacn Java nea 01
remarkable accomplishineata. .She
has recently been laying eggs of sur"
' prising dimensions.. . The eggs jare
3 3:4 .inches long and 2 3-4' inches
through the middle. The measure
ment around the long way of the egg?
is 8 1-8 inches and two inches less
around the middle. 'Four of these
eggs weigh a trifle'under one pound
and they average three and three-quarter
ounces apiece. Another peculiar
ity of the Java hen's energy is that
the eggs are double yolked. :
A surgical operation with remark
able results was recently performed
at the Mendota Hospital for' the In-
sane at Madison, Wis. . Joshua Davis,
a patient with suicidal tendencies'was
found to be suffering from a peculiar
complication of troubles and tt5 had
informed the doctors in charge that he
Iiad swallowed nails, wire, etc; Tire
doctors decided upon an operation.
They found embedded in the stomach
and intestines, both of which were
perforated, one-half pound of nails of
all sizes, two pocket knive blades and
several pieces of twisted wire.' Some
of .the nails gave evidence of having
been in the stomach a Jong time. -The
'man died twenty-four Jiours after , the
' operation. ,. . '. . .
There is a'singnlar but an absolutely
true story of a watch which went
thronghEhe cyclone. The timepiece, J -eondea-sevs. 'Under this stress the
which has been under fire and is now j initial, tesistancif the air is greatly
a veteran, was an old one qS.strong diminished. .Tbo. extreme length of
build, days- the St.. Paul Desfateh. fthe spark iu air "Is "shorter, however,4
When the 'storm struckne owner,,). tjiaa it should be 'according to theory
wuusc uauic .- iijum, iuiguian awui
his valuables iu the hustle for safety,
The watch was in the drawer of -a
oureau. Aixer me mow was over mv.
Bryant iound himself almost without
.a.scratck.and went back; to .view the
house. He found notni'ng.bura - land -
bureaur -''After 'the Wow was over Mr. i
scape. ne oegau to'eearca aoout tue ;
ruins early the next morning and here ,
comes the funny but true part of it,
In the bottom of an" 'tiubfokeu pickltf
jar were the works-of the" whth( tick
ing awayj,-while the silver case could
not baiqund...;.. . ." ' ' '
.. There, was general excitement; -at
Lime Ridge,' Wis., leoeiit'ly wheu a
flock of Ameficaft '-'passenger pigeons
passed north bver-ihat? place, the flock
beifcg.a. mile.Joug and so deuse :as. to
nearly obscure tne sua. " lueir .ap
pearance has created interest, as tnase
i t i, - i-iAv"!
years and even specimen imnleVs cd'fild !
nots'ecure a single bird.:, Thev forjnv
eny rpoaiea near jiime rua&e, ana
came every summer, by millions to
nest and breed. The people made
p1ge"6nTiu'hiin'gv6h!J of the principal
sources ' of reveiiae .-m those davs.
TheV'Were slaughtered;. by.. the h'Jn-
BftdLbat still seem.tc
lacrease in. numbei'. mey sudoeui.5 r.
disappeared and were supposed. to be
estintit until their, recent. appearance;
He. Was7HI 6rn Bwnrlar.
A young'-co'uutry doctor committed
"daring burglary" . upon, his' own
euiise a. short time ago." Ije lofced
open a ground, 'floov wudq'.v-,Tiiusacked
8!hleffiimyttti- across- ha!! ' a
Mule of .opeii- iountrv. E-unniiia
home emptv handed, of comse, -he im- I
medijifelv alanjrel thUje, wh'o
mitted, but that luckily th-n be turn al
thieves had been tdO emit ,fb;
"their retreat to carry orTjPurl under.
The young doctor masAmJins now to
hi.s intimate friends 'jftf tiis dodge
was one'o' the finest -advertisements'
a practitioner could indent.
, y- - -
The I'tillty of Fly icrn. " ..
"Our doors au-d windows -hav
jcieens so-nve sit out in the porch in
"How's 'that?! . . . ' "
"The flies all stay on the - screens,
trying to gat in."
iuimiiii8 u .iiuie unless started by someone,
rooms, collected, all tfca f WHt 4s-.-hecess.atV to '-start her jaw
sack; aua-.then,. .cHa-jihg-..parts Be j m6ving:-din aa. is fed, and, to
rusnea out or iue nousc-aaa cuflTseu
sci e tick- --amp.-rHfiuisXB Y. .-. .
Am0ffgT?eee,rrtri rrv errf ions i3 a device
- . : . D .
controlling' a vent in . the train-pipe,
and attached to the truck of th,e pony
heels close to the track, al' the for
ward end 6f th'e locomotive. : On pass
ing over an obstructioiipfaVed on the
track for the" purpose, ,he lever is
tilted and th'e'vent ope'aed, thus let
ting the air in to the brake's. The en
gineer cau reset the lever from h'm
rdaee iiUhe.cab. .., , .. . .
concerning .magnetism, is Ice most
pressing and perhaps the most. impor
tant object to be attained by Antarctic
exploration, it is by no means the only
one,. For geographers, meteorologists.
ideologists zoologists, the Antarctic
geologists zoologists, the
!rfjon i3 tlmost a "new field. Until
w. ?, mo ou-vc picoo,
its sumiiicance. in the mind of the ex
pert who will in turn transmit the
results of his inferences to the farmer,
in the shape of weather predictions
A hovel and ingenious method of
making perfectly plane mirrors has
been devised by A. Mallock, and wa?
recently communicated to the Boyal
Society of Great Britain by Lord Ray
leigh. These mirrors can be made as
large as two and two ; and. half, inches
in diameter or . even larger, arid are
formed by stretching the ''thia films
left on water after a few -diqp ,pf a
solution of pyroxyiine in amy acetate
have been poured upon t arid allowed
1 to spread over rings whose edges have
been groumd' to a true praue. The
contraction of the film in drying. makes
! a surface that when used as a reflector
f; affords as gtod definition as one of.
j worked glass. A two-inch mirror of
this form. would weigh "Considerably
less than ten grains. Mr. Mallock'a
i chief difficulties. lie" in the silvering
I of the films, the greatest possible pre-,
J cautions as regards cleanliness and
purity of the chemicals having to
jjyo-Its h3 beer obtained , by. Professor
i XI Trowbrid?e in his latest transfor-
t,;Xn Vrmni-oHtc .rmnietin- ion
jUjjower voltages, Jbeing only 6 1-2
.fw instnd of Kl nnmiAnM
i'rtnVnVA HrAiW1 rwArfnl Umh
discharges that proceeds from
) tevminals to the floor and walls of
j room. ' Jn' spite of all , precautic
j.p - al.t bf tJie discharge is always t
diFehWa that nrnrppds from th
rfftrt tit thfi nischarcfl is aln-nts tlniH
ci,nt.j Hy,., th
Tue initial resistance 'of hih!trare-
nea gases is similarly reduced, jand a
Crookes tube' that resists the passage
of tirx 8-iuch' spark is brilliantly
ljg.h.ted by a difference of potential of
3;O00,0p0 volts, Such a tube is made
to' give a photograph of the bones of
the hand by a discharge of a millionth
of a second. - -
..'The most delicate surgical operation
ever perioral ed, and wniou lias so tar
k 1 .... rr.. 1 1 ; ,l 1
f . TT ., , .
bv-Dr. Farman and other physicians.
ny,.ai narman, v. v a. jay outz,
t almost killed by falling slate, his skull
in-the back of his head being badly
i cr:ishd.- All bona -of liia rcnvn
i .' r - j -
j 'eluded to resort to1 the last means"rfc i
afbrp8 ff-fro41the. Future field
i'nim'al 'were: removed anT-substituted
. o , -
.for, those. which'were. badly lacerated
in L.utz'.8 hea-i The transfer-' 6f th
delicate' members was.- tedious, .bat
was, -it is. believed, ; so successfully
A t,4- T ill fn.
UU.UV.lUttb jLil.i tT 111 - All ttt
heifer's brains were removed she
rhed lcose ia the pasture field.
The beast stands in one place all the
them whejishe.cottJpletes her meal.
le Meant Verl'.
- . . '.
There iCa supper in local Bohemia
in honor of - the birm-
!ti woma-l who write and
beal-'a'l? th guests was a young man
wuois more -wiueiv lamous aa an
alete.tha'n, as 'a. turner h1 ;rfetty
compliments.- Somebody drank to thft
health of the woman'-1 with thl irth
"May she never be less fascinat-
1 US- f , -
The young athlete set down his
glass and turned his eyes, very hand
toM eyes they are, too, to the woman
with the' birthday. '
" ""That," he ?aid, with a bow, "that
would ta impossible." Wa-hingtou
POit. . '