GERMAN COOKERY.
Its
Varietv Reflected In the
Peed
Phrasee ef the Country.
"Most people would consider the
French language richer in terms con
cerning food and cookery than the ;
Herman, writes Jerome xisn xa
the San Francisco Argonaut. I
bo much surprised in Germany by
the richness of the language in food
Dhrases that I took the trouble to
uv e 7 . --
h.iu q won rnniicrnr. so. dui j. was ?
count the columns in a French-Eng- j
lish and a German-English pocket j
dictionary. Result French, eight
columns; German, eleven. But
when one reflects it is really not ex
traordinary that the German should
have more words for articles of food
. than the French, for they certainly
seem to have more things to eat and
to eat them more frequently.
"Where did I once read a descrip
tion of the German heaven? Was it
in Heine? I remember dimly the
writer describing the celestial abode
dreamed of by all good Germans a
land where the sausage tree bends
under the weight of plump sausages
hanging in bunches like bananas;
where golden salmon swim ashore
and wriggle into your plate, perish
ing to be eaten raw; where the stur
geon come and voluntarily offer up
to you their young in the form of
caviare; where the cucumbers and
gherkins grow in beds all ready for
the consumer and may be picked,
ready pickled, and eaten at once.
"Wandering swine in that heaven
come up to those fond of raw ham
and let them crt slices off their
juicy loins; the roast goose, brown
and succulent, flies through the air
on its f eatherless wings, alights with
a flop on your plate and turns up its
plump breast ready for your knife; a
land where there are lakes of soup
and rivers of gravy; a land where it
is ever raining beer."
Hit Grandfather.
Simple minded visitors to the Jar
din des Plantes, the Paris zoo, take
a rather intimate view of the Dar
winian theory, according to the Lon
don Chronicle. Some branches of
the animal kingdom are represented
there by skeletons. Said a painter
to a model one day, "I shall want
you on Sunday morning for the final
Bitting." "Impossible, monsieur,"
said the model. "I am going to take
the children to visit my grandfa
ther." "Your grandfather! Why,
how old are you?" "Sixty-eeven,
monsieur." "And you still have a
grandfather ?" "Oh, yes, at the J ar
din des Plantes ! He's a skeleton. I
take my own grandchildren to see
him once a month, ine Keepers
know us very well. They always
say: 'Ah, you have come to see your
cTandDaoa! All richt. YouH find
him in his usual place. He can't
walk very comfortably now, so he's
still there "
Wouldn't That Jar Yout
One dav a well dressed stranger
called at a Lawrence hotel and told
the landlord that he was broke and
verv hungry. The landlord took
him to the dining room and gave or
ders for a dinner. When he got up
from the table, a twenty dollar bill
dropped from his handkerchief,
which he drew from his pocket. A
waiter picked it up and handed it to
the landlord, who confronted him
with the fact and at once took out
75 cents (25 cents is the regular
price) and returned the $19.25 to
the stranger, who was apparently
dumfounded and speechless. Later
'on the vhi'.r.-it landlord learned that
Vip liill v.:' co unterfeit. Kansas
City Slljr.
An .'; "cncrouj Question.
The lii-.-t oiiec of ffoose had been
cut. and lhe minister of the Zion
church looked at it with as keen
anticipation as was displayed in the
faces round mm.
"Dat's a3 fine a goose as 1 ever
saw, Brudder Williams," he said to
. - ...ni "I 1 J T
his host. "Where aid you get sucn
a. fine one ?'
"Well, now, Mistah Rawley," said
the carver of the eoose, with a sud
den access of dignity, "when you
preach a special good sermon l neber
axes you where you got it. Seems
to me datfs A trivial matter any-
way.
Sinoers Flattery.
Melissa is a tall, fine looking col
ored eirl, and Mrs. Comptorf, with
- whom Melissa lives as cook, is a
small, fair haired woman. The mis
tress entertains great respect for her
maid's culinary powers, and Melissa
adores Mrs. Compton. ::
"I reckon 1'b done ; learned an
awful lot Since I come hyar to lib,
f. Missy Compton" said : Melissa tri
. tunphantly one . day ' "I'b done
i learned how to walk an 'pear jes
1 ,: like de quality folks when I goes
out. "An now you' gibben me dat
hatfdsome yalier pa'soll Aspects nuf
s fin but dat de first time 1 walk out
under it de minister fjl step up to me
an' hell eay, 'Sense me, but am J.
eneakin' to Mis' Gen'ru
Curran's Wit.
( Ctaxran's tolling paBsion waB his
I joke, and it was strong, if not in
' death, at least in his last illness.
One morning his physician observed
that he seemed, to "cough with more
difficulty."
"That is rather surprising, an-
twete& Curran, "for I have heen
practiciiir aii night.'
While thus lying ill Curran was
visited by a friend, Father O'Leary,
who also loved his joke.
"I wish, O'Leary," said Curran to
him abruptly, "that you had the
keys of heaven."
"Why, Curran?"
"Because you could let me in,"
said the facetious counselor.
"It would be much better for you,
Curran," said the good humored
priest, "that I had the keys of the
other place, because 1 could then
et you out.
Avaricious to the End.
So strong is the avarice of the
miser," said Uncle Joshua, "that
we are not surprised at its often de
veloping itself as the ruling passion
strong in death.' Mr. Watson, a
man of very large fortune and uncle
to Lord Eockingham, just before he
died desired his attendant to give
him a shirt out of a drawer he point
ed to. 'Lord, sir,' said the attend
ant, 'what do you mean, to think of
putting on another shirt now?'
'Why said Watson, '1 understand
it is the custom for the shirt I have
on to be the perquisite of those who
lay me out, and that is ah old rag
ged one and good enough for
them.' "
Competent to 8erve.
One of the quaint characters well
known to old timers of Portland,
Ore., was Robert E. Bybee, familiar
ly known as Bob Bybee. He was
justice of the peace in rortland
for many years, and tales innumera
ble are told of him. Once when
jury was being impaneled one
of the jurors, a well known attor
ney, asked to be excused because he
was a lawyer. "Well," said Bybee,
"I guess that all the law you know
Isn't going to disqualify you from
serving."
Too Much Love.
He Yot never seem to care a
straw whether I am comfortable or
not. You are not the sort of a
wife your sister was . to her hus
band. As long as he lived she was
perfectly devoted to him and never
tired of seeking his, happiness.
She Yes, and what was the re
sult ? He got to loving her so much
that he made a provision in his will
that she should not marry again.
GREELEY IN A RAGE.
The Old Editor's Election Figures and
a Placid Proofreader.
Horace Greeley was a crank on
election figures and knew exactly
how every county and town in the
state was in the habit of going. A
slight change in favor of his own
party would fill him with satisfac
tion. One day he came into the of
fice overjoyed that the Republicans
had carried Westchester county in a
local election. As usual, he wrote an
editorial and put a comparative ta
ble compiled from the Tribune al
manac in the middle of the article.
When the paper came out next day
the figures were misplaced, the Re
publican vote appeared in the JJemo
cratic column, and vice versa, so
that the comments did not at all fit
the case stated. Mr. Greeley came
down in a towerincr race and. in a
whirlwind of profanity demanded of
the subordinate in charge whether
there was a proofreader on the pa
per and whether anybody in the of
fice had a grain of sense.
"Why, yes, Mr. Greeley. You
know old man So-and-so is the
proofreader and has been for years.
But what is the matter?" (
"Matter! Blankety, blank, blank!
Matter! Why, some blankety, blank,
blank has gone to work and changed
the figures in that Westchester arti
cle so as to make the blankest non
sense out of it !"
"I don't think anybody would
have ventured to change your fig
ures, Mr. Greeley. Don t you think
you had better look at the copy be
fore pitching into the proofreader?
You know he is very careful."
"IH do nothing of the kind," said
the old man as he shuffled upstairs.
"Ill kick him out of the composing
room. I won't be made a fool of in
this way."
Upstairs there was a scene very
like that below, with the variation
that Greeley told the proofreader
that he ought to be kicked irom one
end of the composing rodm to the
ether. With the proverbial placidity
of proofreaders and their provoking
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She ATe you sure von love Be
one else better than me? v : ,
He Weil er I
f She Oh, I mean besides your
self. Philadelphia Ledger. V
?'!siM,' 8ha Had Not ;
"Every individual is intelligent on
aomeiuhiect"."
THave Ton found yours yetr -
Thurlow'e Lost Temper, -
Lord Thurlow, one of the ablest
of English lord chancellors,' was a
most uncomfortable man to be asso
ciated with. He never learned self
control, and his explosions oi tem
per on the slightest provocation were
appalling. .
On one occasion, however, one of
bis lordship's confreres, greatly dar
ing, expressed an opinion of Thur
low's temper without violating cour
tesy and with a wit worthy of Talley
rand. Lord Thurlow came late to
an important cabinet meeting and
apologized for bis tardiness by say
ing that he had a fracas with a cab
man and lost his temper.
The eolleague answered quietly:
"Lost your temper, my lord? I
congratulate you heartily. I hope
you may never find it, for it was the
most villainous temper that ' I ever
knew."
8he Wanted Hoae.
"I would like to see some hose,"
began the girl in the polo "hat in a
Washington avenue department
store, and before she could get in
another word the floorwalker had
elbowed her across the aisle and giv
en her in charge of a fluffy haired
young man in a sapphire shirt.
"Hose?" he repeated rapidly.
"Yes, miss. Will you have white,
black, tan or dresden blue, silk
embroidered lisle, all silk, openwork,
clockwork, drop' stitch"
"Will you please let me speak;"'
snapped the girl.
"Let you speak? Why, certainly,
miss, but I tell you"
"Don't tell me anything. I want
gas hose."
And she turned on her heel and
walked away. St. Louis Republic.
The Proper Caper.
Mrs. Fox Great news!
is engaged to Miss Roxley.
George
Mr. Fox What! Our son en
gaged to Miss Roxley? I must ob
ject. Mrs. Fox Nonsense 1 Are you
out of your mind ?
Mr. Fox Not at all, but if we
don't kick a little the Roxleys will
think we don't amount to much and
they'll probably call it all off.
Catholic Standard and Times.
The Psychological Moment.
"I think, dear," said the bright
girl, "you had better speak to father
tonight."
"Why tonight particularly ?" ask
ed her timid lover. "Is he in a
good humor this evening?"
"Well, he's in the humor to give
me to you. I arranged with my mil
liner, dressmaker and dentist to send
their bills to him this morning."
ioplin Globe.
The Future Fire.
"You look happy, old man," said
Jenks.
"I am," replied Goodman. "I
have just renewed the best and
cheapest fire insurance a man could
possibly have in this world."
"You don't say ?"
"Yes, I just paid my pew rent."
Catholic Standard and Times.
A "BLOWOUT."
Origin Nof the Word That Now Means
a Jolly Time.
"You have often heard the ex
pression, 'We had a great blowout,'
used in connection with a dance or
some sort of amusement," said a
man who studies words and their
origin, jjo you Know xne origin ot
the word 'blowout?' No? Well, I'll
tell you of it. Away back in the
thirties of the last century the cot
ton mills at Lowell, Mass., were fur
nished with operatives from the fam
ilies of the farmers living about" the
town. The sons and daughters 01
the sturdy farmers held positions in'
the mills, and, coming from such
good old stock, there was a sort 01
social spirit developed among the
employees which is not found in fac
tories in these days. From the fac
tories 01 Lowell some prominent
Jeople have come. Ueien Hunt
acKson was employed there at one
time.
' ttTHiA Y, auks nrnva lvnr oni iTi urin
ter time lamps had to be provided
to cive lieht to the workers. It was
before the days of kerosene, or, as1
O -0 .
they, used to pronounce it when it
accent on the 'o.' Whale oil lamps
were burned. They were lighted on
Nov.! 1 regularly every year, and
their use was' dispensed with ton
May 1. It was the operation on this
Utter date that originated the word
blowout. When the bell sounded
on this day to quit work all lamps
were blown out simultaneously, not
to be lighted again until November.
This was called the b!owout,' and
after this dance or supper would f
be given, which at first was calief
the . "blowout dance,! or. Tlowou
BupperJtmtU ta
attending the extinguishing of M
lamos for the year was called th
blowouU So the word . blowotf
araa ovifirSnatod " i - r ; '
THE BORE AT MONCTON. ;r
Curieua'Tidal Wave That Might Poee
as a Miniature Niagara.
We had long known that that cu
rious freak of the Fundy tides, the
"bore," or tidal wave, appears at
Moncton, N. B. and at Moncton
only with every tide, twice a day.
As we stepped upon the wharf one
of us said to the other, "See, there
comes the borel" And there it was,
three miles away, beyond the bend
across which we were looking, a
long, white, level streak, cutting
across the river from bank Jo bank.
Sighting by houses and trees
along the shore, we could measure
how swiftly it approached, and in a
very few minutes it needed no such
help to see that it came rolling on
with the speed of a railway train,
showing the low, ' tumbling outline
of a broken "roller" on the beach.
Nearer and nearer, with a sharp,
hissing roar, we almost held our
breath, waiting for the moment when
it should pass beneath our feet. Ten
minutes from thetime we first saw
it the moment came.
Looking down upon it, what we
saw was a head of water, as though
from a broken dam, stretching
straight across the channel and roll
ing, tumbling, foaming, as it raced
along,-just as a great breaker races
up the beach after its fall. Before
it the surface of the river waB low,
quiet, rippling gently downward
toward the sea.' Behind the water
level was nearly three feet higher
and coursing up from the sea with
the speed and fury of a miniature
Niagara gorge. At the Bides the
foam was brown with mud torn
from the banks, and all the plung
ing current that came after was tur
bid and dark.
We watched that magic white line
receding, twisting and turning as
the channel curved between the
wastes of mud flat, and moment by
moment the level of the racing flood
below us climbed higher on the pil
ing. A group of boys who had been
playing until the last possible sec
ond out on the fiats scattered into
trailing lines of black dots, making
for the shore. At last, when the
white line had grown quite indistin
guishable in the distance, we turned
away. We had seen the bore at
Moncton. Exchange.
HE WAS NOT FOR. SALE.
One Man That Cecil Rhodes Could
Neither Buy Nor Bully.
The late Cecil Rhodes was consid
ered bv all who knew him to be a
man of masterful genius, who com
manded admiration and obedience.
On one occasion, however, he met
his match, says the writer of "The
Life of Cecil Rhodes, Empire Build
er." The brainy young editor of a
Rhodesian journal had consistently
"slated" Rhodes and all his works.
Hearing that this journalist was in
Cape Town, the colossus invited
him to the Burlington hotel to "talk
him pver."
When the young man entered the
room his host snorted:
"Sit down!"
"No, thanks. I prefer to stand,"
said his visitor very coolly.
Mr. Rhodes glanced at him,
frowned at his independent attitude
and said brusquely, "What do you
want?"
"I don't want anything. You sent
'forme."
I "But your paper why are you al
' ways attacking my work? What do
you want?" persisted Mr. Rhodes,
convinced that a subsidy was the one
thing required.
"Look here, Mr. Rhodes," quietly
said the young journalist, "you are
besieged by a crowd of scoundrelly
blackmailers, who bleed yo'u. I am
not one of that gang. You can't buy
me up !"
The great man nearly had an apo
plectic fit. Never had he been thus
hectored. He swore, he snorted, he
paced feverishly up and down the
room. Finally, he strode up to his
critic and roared: "But I can ruin
you you -and your precious 'rag.'
Do you know that?"
"Oh, no; you can't, my friend!"
retorted the young man quite coolly.
"If s my 'rag,' and I shall write what
I like in it. If you have nothing fur
ther to tell me let me say 'Good day.'
I am just leaving for Rhodesia I"
And he walked out with a cahn as-
; "U1 H"
Rhodes.
N Damitasse Tor Reed Thre, '. '.
M Some years ago Thomas B. Eeed
went to Ohio. On his journey out
there he went into' a little railway
station to have dinner. At the end
of his order he said: ; . .
, "Bring me a demitasse also." :
The waiter stared. "What's that V
he Weed. ' s ;. v
f HA small cup of coffee," Mr. 'Eeed
exclaimed "a small cup of. black
coffee: i See . that it's good coffee,
please. I Demitasse "means ' half. ' a
cup
It Aw, gVan," said the waiter. ;"I
ain't' a-goin' to bring, you no half
cup. We don't sell nothin' less than
0 cents bere.?V-Bo8ton Herald;
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Many children pre poisoned and made
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by mothers giving t'-em cough syrups
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Contractor and Builder
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Miss Venetia Smith's
Millinery Opening
SATURDAY, SEPTEMBER 30th
I.
Letest Designs in Hats
All are. invited to call at my new
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tJ I I'rbe considered before price., 'we take pride
In our stock ofSilverware, seing . only the best kinds , ,
- from the most reliable, makers. We call your atten
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1 he influence of climatic coddltions in
the euro f consumption is very much
overdrawn. The poor patiemV and the
rich patient, too, tan do much better at
ho e by proper attention to food diges
tion, and a regular use of German Syr up.
Free expectoration in the morning sa
made, certain by German Syrup, so is i
good night's rest and the absence of that
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and dread of the consumptive, can be
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