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'Annie Laurie."
She'd sang the songs that rule the day,
The brightest, sweetest, latest,
Till every chord had owned her sway,
From slightest uulo greatest.
' And now my favorite," he said,
As turning, die ceased singing,
The pure, full uoteg her voice had male
Still iu his bosom riuging.
The light hand turned the leaves of song
Along the repertory,
Till 'mong the ballade old and strong,
Jt stop't at Annie Laurie.
The light hand struck the soft prelude,
The notes began to quiver j
And then the grand old lovo-song flowed,
Like Mini? deep, happy river.
Adown itsciirreut.'teiidor, deep,
That (lowed with ease, "full-throated."
His ovory care soft-soothed to sleep. ,
A happy dreamer Ik'Ht'd.
The singer san?, th dreamer di'iit.
The music's mystic glory,
And in hie bosom deeply sunk
The lore of Annie Laurie.
' bhe's ail the world to me," sang she,
With cadences love haunted ;
"n swelled the song-stream to the sea,
The dreamer etill enchanted.
And when at length (he song was sun;:,
!t last sweet echoes dyin j,
f viff to his feet the dreamer sprang,
Hi full breast throbbing, sighing.
The throb, the sigh, broke from control
It was the "old, old story.'
Love lit her eye, love swept his soul,
And elm was Annie Lauri".
Oh, singer, sing : Oh, dreamer, dream !
And may your singing, dreaming,
No'er know of glory less a gleam ,
Jfor fall from its high seeming.
PATTY'S LETTERS.
"We don't keep boarders," i t Mrs.
Farqnebar, looking in owlidi fashion
through her spectacle glasses a' Mr.
Stuart, Waller. "We've got plenty to
spare without the trouble of 'era. You'll
Cad the tavern about three-quarters of
o niilo below. Yon mutt havo come
right past its door?."
"So I did," said Mr. Waller, who
possossed the insinuating, cbivalrio
manner that wade every lady whom lie
addressed feel herself for the time be
ing tho only fominine creature in all
tin universe ; "but no amount of money
would hire mo to make my homo in a
place like that. Ilero it is like o
glimpse of paradise," locking around
admiringly at the nhady lawns, the ele
mil is bordered porch, and the rone
hedges all sprinkled over with pink
bad. "I am sure, mndam, jou will
roconsider joar decision, and take me
for a few days, and I will promise to bo
no more troublo around the bonne, than
a kitten."
Mrs. Farqnbar was Imt human, and
the npshet of affairs was that Mr. Wal
ler's trunk arrived the next day.
' Oh, mother," said Patty Fat.iihiir,
knitting her pretty eyebrows, "why
did you let him in? And we so peace
ful and comfortable here I"
"Child, why shouldn't I ?" said the
widow, "lie's to pay ten dollars a week
board, and I have no use for the little
three cornered room over the par
lor." "J don't know," said ratty, slowly,
"but it seems to me I feol exactly us
Eve must have felt when Bhe saw tho
serpent writhing his way into Para
dise.
"Nonsense?" exclaimed Mrs. Far
Quhar, almost angrily.
But Tatty only laughed, and ran
away under the shadow of the pink
buds to meet her lover, Morris Newton.
'Little one," Baid Morris, imprison
ing both her soft white hands iu his,
"I have got bad news for yon." '
"Had news, Morris?''
"I've got to go to Omaha next week
to Fee about those silver mines that one
of my clients has an interest in."
' Ob, dear," said Tatty, pursing np
her strawberry of a mouth.
"I shall be gono six months."
"Worse end worse," said Patty.
"But if you say bo, Tatty," drawing
her to his tide, "we can be married
first and make a wedding trip of it.
"The ideal" flashed back Tatty,
di awing herself out of his embrace
"And I without a single dress made 1"
"We can buy the dresses after
ward." "That's all a man knows about it."
"You're sure it's impossible?" with a
disappointed air.
"Oh, quite," tsserted the little bru
nette. -
"Then," said Mr. Newton, with a
eigb, "you must write very often, and
be getting your fol-de-rols ready to be
married as soon as I eome homo."
"Yes," said Tatty, gravely; "that's
more reasonable."
And Bhe went ints the house utterly
ignorant that at the same time Mr.
Stuart Waller was laying a waiter with
a boon companion at the Easteworth
Arms that "he could cut out that eon
ceited lawyer in less than four weeks."
For Mr. Wallor was piqued by Tatty's
ccol indiffcrenoe, and, unfortunately,
bin were the "idle hands" for which
Satan is f aid to have planty of mischief
to do.
"She's pretty after a fashion," said he
to himself, "and I mean to make her
dead in love with me before I'm
through,"
Mr. Stuart Waller was a man of the
world. Tatty Farquhar was as young
iu experience as in yearp. They were
an ill-mated pair, and it was hardly
three weeks before the tongue of gossip
began to busy itself with the widow's
dark-eyed daughter,
Mrs. Farquhar came into Tatty's room
one afternoon, end found her crying as
if her heart would break, and with an
open letter in her lap.
"Heart alive, child ! what's the mat
ter ?" cried the old lady.
"Nothing, nothing, nothing I" cried
Tatty, hurriedly wiping her eyes. "Only
I Lave got a letter from Morris, and it
makes mo feel so glad and sorry."
' Folks didn't cry ever lovo letters
when I was a girl," said Mis. Farqu-bur.
Bat the letter was moroto Patty than
her mother suopscted. Every trusting
word, every caressing adjective was an
envenomed arrow In her heart.
Tatty knew that almost unconsciously
she bad been led into what scorned to
her an innocent flirtation with Stuart
Waller. She had walked with him in
the twilight, and she bad written him
two letters, when he was temporarily
absent in New Y'ork careless, girlish
letters, which, although she had no
thought of harm at the time, she would
now give worlds to recall.
" I'll ask him to return them to me,"
said Tatty to herself, "and then I'll
turn over a new leaf. I will go to Aunt
Prudencia'f while ho remains here, and
begin my wedding clothes in good earn
est." But when Tatty Farqnahar preferred
her innocent request, Mr. Waller laugh
ed in her face.
" My dear Tatty," said he, " do you
take me for a fool ?''
"My name is Miss Farquahar," siid
the girl, with flashing eyes.
" Excuse mo ; bnt when yon say
' I) jar Stuart-""
" I never said such a thing 1" inter
rupted Tatty, with burning cheeks and
eyes aflame.
' " In tho letter."
I said 'Dear Mr. Waller," " panted
Tatty.
" Excuse me onoe more. Your memory
plays you false."
" Will yon retuui mo the letters?"
" Miss Farqnahar," with a low bow,
" they are a great deal too precious to
me."
" You refuse ? '
" I never refuse anything to a la-ly ,
bat"
Patty did not stay to hear the conclu
sion, bnt flashed out into the afternoon
sunshine, with a large lump in her
throat aud a curious seusation as if nil
her blood was turned to tiro.
" What a fool I Lave been," she
thought, paring up aud down tho tiny
grave'led walk like a chained panther
ess, and biting bcr scarlet lip. "Oh,
what an idiotic, unreasonable fool !
Aud what will become of rue if Morris
Newton eees those scrawls? But surely,
surely, in the wildest moment of infatu
ation, I never addressed him as 'Dear
Stuart ?' &3 that as it may, however, 1
must and will get those letters back."
Fired with indignation, Tatty Far
qnahar resolved herself into a private
detective, soarched Mr. Waller's room
and even got a false key to his trunk
and went through the contents, but all
in vain. And Bhe bad tho satisfaction
of perceiving by Mr. Waller's amused
and patronizing manner that he knew
all about it.
"I'll have them yet," said Fatty.
Miss Farquahar was standing with
lasped handB before the wide-opened
door of the old-fashioned oven, built on
the sido of the kitchen chimney and ex
tending a sort of hump back excres
cence out into the lilao bushes of the
back garden when Mr. Waller camo iu
with a string of speckled trout depend
ing from bis finger.
"La Tenserosal" said he lightly.
" Tardon me, Tatty, but why are you so
grae ?"
' My thimble," said she, ' it has roll
ed down into the oven my little gold
thimble."
And you can't raeu it ?"
' It is impossible."
' Nothing is impossible when a lady's
behest spurs one on," Baid Mr. Waller,
gallantly. "Stand aside one second,
Tenserosa."
And he sprang valiantly into the
yawning depths of the old brick oven.
It was decidedly warm, for the fires
had just been taken out ; it was decided
ly da 'k, but no sooner had he entered,
than Tatty, a brilliant inspiration light
ing her heart and face alike, swung the
massive iron door to, and j fastened it
with the sturdy bolt.
' Hello I" Bid Mr. Waller ; " what
are yon doing, Tatty ?"
"I'm shutting the door," Tatty
breathlessly responded.
"But I cin't find your thimble iu
this Egyptian darkness."
" I don't want my thimbie."
"Tatty Misa ; Farquahar wlatj do
yon mean ?"
" I mean to have those letters back,
announced Pattv.
" Do yen w ant to roast me alivs in this
blaokhole of Calcutta T
"I don't care mnoh whether you roast
or not," replied Tatty.
I shall shout for help."
"Shout away,'' Baid Tatty, with a
laugh, "Dorcas is banging out clothes
by the river, and mother has gone to
the village. Do shout !"
" Patty," imploringly said Waller.
" Well ?"
" Am I to bo prisoner here for life ?"
" Until yon give me those letters."
"I can't," said Waller, "I haven't
got them with me."
" But you can tell me where they are,
I suppose," rejoined Tatty.
The oven was hot and dark a sensa
tion akin to suffocation stole over Stuart
Waller.
" L?t mo out," said he, giindiug bis
teeth, "and I will givo them to yon."
" That won't do," retorted Patty. " I
must have them before you come out or
not at all,"
" Impossible I"
"Nothing is impossible when a lady's
behest Bpurs one on," mimicked mali
cious Tatty.
Mr. Waller nttored an esclamntion
which was certainly not a prayer,
"I can't stand this broiling hole I"
shouted he. "In tho little summer
house under the loose board of the
table Q lick, or I shall be stifled to
death !"
Tatty flew off ns if her liny feet wero
garnished with wings. In the summer
house, under the looso board of tho
table, lay tho two letters, ns Waller had
said, wrapped in oiled Bilk, and tied
with a yellow cigar ribbon, ('itching
them up, sho tore them hurriedly open.
" I knew it wasn't ' D?nr Stuart,' " Bhe
exclaimed mockingly, and then tearing
thorn into a shower of infinitesimal
pieces', she dung them to tho snmmcr
wind.
Half a minute later, Mr. Waller,
crumpled as to liuen, frowsy as to hair,
ami streaming with perspiration, crept
out of his Bultry cell. Tatty curtseyed
low to greet bis egress.
"Walk out," said she, "coward and
liar.
Mr. Wallor made no reply. What
could he havo said ?
He left Farqnahar cottage that even
ing. He Baid he had received a tele
gram. Terhaps he had, but Patty had
ber doubts on that subject. At all
events he disappeared, and Tatty Far
qnahar breathed free again.
Mort is Newton camo back in October,
and Tatty married him. Put sho never
told any one, even ber husband, of tho
episode of the old brick oven nnd the
two letters.
A Vast W heat Itr-giiia.
Kxst of the Cascado mountains the
early comers to Oregon paused over a
vast region of country then considered
almoit a desert, but which, in the last
few years, has proven to be equal to the
great prairies of the Mississippi valley
in its wheat producing capacity. This
region is being vapidly settled and its
development is demonstrating more
fully, year by year, the mistake of those
who once considered it a land tit only
for the habitation of the wild animals
and savages that roamed over it. The
wheat-growing section of this stuto and
Washington territory, is embraced
between the 43J and 40th paralols of
north ktitude, and the 117th and 121th
paralels of west longitude, embracing
about 180,000 square miles, of which at
loast 25 per cent., or 23,000,000 acios,
is good wheat producing land, and,
with fair cultivation, will yield an aver
age of IS bushels to the acre. Tho
total yield of this vast region, uuder
possible, development, therefore, would
roach tho enormous quantity of over
.'100,000,000 bushels of that eareal which
constitutes so important a factor in tho
commerce of tho world. Illinois, in
1880, produced abont fifty million bush
els, but hero is a region that has a
capacity to yield six times ns much.
But ndmit that, in this goraerahon, only
one-half this land is subjected to cul
tivation and used for this purpose, and
we have within the next score and a
half years a product of one hundred
and fifty million bushels, enough to
furnish freight for a railroad along ev
eiy water-course and tr and down
every valley in the cntiro section.
Portland i)regonan.
Forestry in France.
One sixth of Franee, including Cor
sica, is under wood, but notwithstand
ing this an immense amount of timber
is annually imported into tho country
from the United States and the north
of Europe. In 1820 the Nancy School
of Forestry wai instituted, nnd a new
codo of laws was adopted in 1827. The
fact has of late years boon recognized
tha'. the floods which havo proved bo
terribly destructive in France have
been largely duo to tho absence of trees
en mountain sides. A forest acts both
mechanically and and hydrogrnphically;
In the former case by preventing any
large body of water from collecting,
aid as a sort of permanent floodgate;
in tho latter by the trees themselves
absorbing vast deal of moisture.
WEIX-KXtNYX' PIIR.1JSIS.
lion I he FuIIswIbc are FnM In !!
Originated,
Hrjnn.n. This word, which is so
frequently shouted, in this country es
pecially, originated among the eastern
nations, where it was used as a war-cry,
from tho belief that every man who
died in battle for bis country went to
heaven. It is derived from the Slavonic
word, "Harraj," which means "to
Taradiso."
WnAT Arn You Giving Mr. ? This
oft-repented expression indicative of
disbelief which has been added to the
vocabulary of slang, has no leas a source
than tno Bible. It may bo found in
the thirty -eighth chapter of Genesis.
A Cat May Look at a Kri. This
saying is said to have the following
origin : When Charles II. was fleeing,
in disguise, from England to France,
ho was sitting on deck directing the
course of the vessel, when one of the
sailors filling his pipe near by, blew
somo of the tobacco in his fa;e. The
master of tho ship ordered the marine
to go further away from the "gentle
man," when he, grnmblingly, replied,
quite ignorant as to the quality of the
passenger : "A cat may look at a king."
"Swxet By-ANn Bv." This popular
hymn was tho work of two men Jo
seph T. Webster, now dead, who com
posed the music, and Dr. F. S. Bennett,
at the present time a resident of Rich
mond, 111., the author of the verses.
The two wrote a hymn-book in 1871,
and "The Sweet Py and-By" was one of
the pieces jointly produced for it. The
sugfreKtion came from a chaneo lemark
by Webster, who was habitually des
pondent, thatall would be well "by-and-by."
Bennett at ouce made the
rhymes, and Webster brought the
music out of a liddle, which was his
customary aid in composition. The
bymn-book bad its day, and is forgot
ten ; but this one tune is put into every
new publication of the kind, and has a
sale of about 10,000 copius a year in
sheet form. Dr. Bennett says that he
and Webstor wore not orthodox Chris
tians when the hymn was written, and
that he is now even a less believer.
As Dead ah a HEnnrNo. This ex
pression has a simple origin. The her
ring, which when fat is called a
"bloater," dies immediately upon its
removal from the sea. It wants air,
and can livo only in salt water ; where
as eels live a long time after leaviug its
native element. Swimming bo near the
surface, as it does, the herring requires
much air, and tho gills when dry cannot
perform their function that of breath-ing-
Oiioo. Admiral Vernon, the same
after whom Mount Vernon was named
was the first to require his men to
drink their spirits mixed with water.
In bad weather ho was in the habit of
walking tho deck in a rough grogram
cloak, and hence had obtained the
nnmo of "Old Grog" in the Sbrvice.
Such was tho name applied to rum and
water.
Ljmuo on LiMBis Lat. "Limbus,"
a border 1 A tegion supposed by some
of the old ccholastio theojoginns to lie
on the edgo or confines of hell. Here,
it wan thought, the souls of just men,,
not admitted into heaven or into purga
tory, remained to await the general
resurrection. Such were the patriarchs
and othc? pious ancients who died be
fore the birth of Christ. Hence tho
"limbo" was called "limbns patrnm.''
According to some of tho schoolmen
there was also a "limbus puerpomm''
or "infantum," a similar place allotted
to the souls of infants dying unbap
tized. To theso were added, in popular
opinion, n "limbus fatuorum," or fool's
paradise, tho receptacle of all vanity
and nonsense.
jAnj Ketch A hangman or execu
tioner, commonly so called from one
John Ketch, a wretch who lived in the
time of James II., and made himself
univereally odious by the butchery of
many brave and noble viotims, particu
larly those sentenced to death by the
infamous Jeffreys during the "Bloody
Assizes."
Hau'yon Days. Halcyons was the
wifo of Colyx, and the latter having
met his death by drowning, Haloyone
cast herself into the sea with the dead
body, nnd both were transformed into
the kingfisher bird. The animal lays
its eggs on rocks near the sea in calm
mid winter, and the "halcyon days" are
therefore seven days before and after
the winter solstice.
A Bone to Ti r. It was an eld mar
riage enstom iu Sicily for tho bride's
father to give tho bridegroom a bone,
Baying : "Tick this in order to show how
you can manafto a wifo, which is more
difficult than picking a bone." This is
a common explanation ; bnt the practice
of throwing boues to dogs is a more
natural method of accounting for the
saying.
A finely dressed lady slipped and fell
near the post office recently, and the
gentleman who helped her to rise in
quired, "Did you break any bones,
madam ?" "No, I guess not," she re
plied, "but I am just as mad as if I
had broken doicns of 'em."
FUR I'll K FA lit SEX.
Fefihlon Note.
Dark straw bonnets and hats will be
the fashion with plain suits next sea
son. "Cold pressed" flannels that require
no further pressing are used for
dresses.
Embroidered edges appear now on all
kinds of spring and Bummer dress
goods.
Openwork embroidering of black silk
on net in patterns over tit inches in
depth, will be much used for trimming
black grenadines nnd vailings next
season.
nigh heels never go entirely out of
vogue, but sensible women always hnve
several pairs of low-heeled walking and
heellcss house shoes among their
eh assure.
Efforts are made iu Paris bs well as
London to introduce the fashion of
wearing tho hair short and arranged in
small, flat, ronnd curls, in the fashion
of the first French republic.
Tho tops of v.oru out ten button
length monsquelairo gloves can be
sewed on to two or three, button gloves
with obvious economy. The joining
senna will be completely hidden by
tho wrinkles in the wrist and the
bracelets now nniversp.lly worn.
Many of the vailing suits nro made
with a gracefully draped tablier over a
kilted skirt, nnd for back drapery a
largo donbl.i-looped bow of moiro
lined with taffeta silk. The ends of
the bow are square, and reach only
threo-quarters down the lenglh of
the skirt.
MousquMaire gloves are the most
popnlar, but ladies of good taste went
buttoned or laced gloves, if more be
coming to their bands and arm".
Tretty little slips of pale-blue. r.nd
pink baptidte aud ginghams are the
first suits for cbildrens's wear. They
ore trimmed with white Hamburg era
broideries. A Hioit of A rrhim Jliinnn.
A baron told mo of a sceno that he
witnessed at the opera long years ago,
the trial-hearing of a pale, plain girl,
with abundant fair tret-sea and great
bine eyes. Ho brought, by his de
scription, the scene vividly before me ;
the dimly-lighted house, the fair-haired
child upon the stage, and, in the pro
scenium box, superb and haughty, tho
splendid prima donna of the day
b'osina Stolz, whose empire over tho
opera and tho heart of its manager was
so supremo that none of the operas
composed for the grand opera in those
days contain more than one female role
of any importance, ns witness "La
Favorita," "La Reine de Chypre," etc.
The song ended, Madame Stolz leaned
over and said something to tho man
ager, who advanced to tho young
singer, expressing iu polite and empty
phrases his regrets that her talent and
her voice were nnsnited to the require
ments of tho grand opera, l-fhe heard
him in silence, and folding her modest
shawl about her she glided from the
stage. Arrived at tho exit door she
looked back. "I bid yon adieu, mon
Bicur," she said quietly. "One day you
will implore me to return, but I never
will return." A fow years later, when
every opera director in Taris was at
that young girl's feet praying ber to
accept any possible terms, the memory !
of thnt night stood between her and
the Tarisian public and deprived Taris
of the delight of ever listening to the
greatest singer of tho centniy, for the
pale, blue-eyed maiden was JennyLind.
Paris Corretj'milcnt.
A Bottle's Long ToyaRe.
In the autumn of 1S7!, the young
son of M. de Bille, tho Dauish minister
to the L'nited States, on a voyage from
Copenhagen to the Sandwich Islands,
throw overboard in tho Atlantic ocean a
bottle containing a message to his
brother in-law, nn officer in the Danish
navy, then stationed nt St. Thomas.
The bottle an ordinnry soda-water
bottle, tightly corked was sot ndrift
in tho lntitude of tho Capo Verde
Islands, with no idea, of course, that it
would reach its destination. The ex
periment being the mere fancy of an
idle moment, it was forgotten before
the voyage was over. Two years had
passed when last October, tho Danish
consul at Fuerto Tlata, Sin Domingo,
Mr. G. A. Zoller, walking one day in
his garden on tho sea-shore, observed
a bottle thrown up on the beach by tho
surf. He picked it up and found th a
it contained a message, tho writing of
which could still be read, though it was
much faded. Mr. Zeller is a German
and could not read it himself, but un
derstood the language well enough to
know that it was Danish. Accordingly
he sent the bottle aud its contents to
the editor of a newspaper at St. Tbomast
who happened to know the officer to
whom the letter was addressed, and
who had not long Mnco returned to
Denmark. He sent it to his address iu
Copenhagen, where it arrived a few
weeks ago. The bottle bad boen
carried by the Gulf Stream across the
ocean to the West Indian islands, about'
2,600 miles.
THE BANK OF EXULAXO.
JourualUi's Vinita the OrrnteM Floan.
finl limlllallon In (he MVrld.
In his notes on bis recent Eagiish
tour.Howard Oarroll.the New York jour
nalist, says: Thanks, too, to one of
those same policemen we may cross
safely through the maBS of whirling and
rumbling aud rattling carriages from
the Royal Etchange, and "merchants'
walks," and the house of "Lloyds" to
"tho old lady in Threadneedlo street,"
so called by her Loudon children, and
known to other people as the Bank of
England. Until some other, corpora
tion can boast a capital greater thjn
I'll, 550,000 perhaps they may bo per
mitted to call their favorite, ns they do
now, "ihc richest old lady in the world.'
The bank is a low, long structure, which
covers eight acres of ground, and in
which there are employed a thousand
persons, managers, rloiks, messengers
and porters, whose combined salaries
amount to about 225,000 a year. It is
a private corporation or business, not a
department of the government, ns mnuy
people suppose. It has existed for
nearly 200 yeaiy, having Leon founded
in ltiUl by a shrewd Scotchman named
William Tatterson. As now urrauged,
the business of the concern is managed
by a governor, deputy govornor, aud a
board of directors consisting of twenty
four members. Of these eight go out
of office annually, but they may be and
generally ore re-elected term after term.
It is stipulate 1 that the governor roust
be a proprietor of the bank stock to the
amount of A'1,000, and that tho deputy
governor and directors ubnll orn Ktock
to the value of i'3,003 aad C2.0U0, re
spectively. So well ik tho bank man
aged thnt tho dividend npi;n the stock
is seldom le:-s than reven per cent., a
high rate in England, nnd one share of
the par value of A" 100 can usually find
ready Bale for 200. Aside1 from its
privilege of issuing notes payable on
demand cri p, fresh, beautiful notes
tht y are, and good in all parts of the
civilized world -the Bank of England has
from the government the additional ad
vantage of bein.T allowed to manage tho
national debt. To secure tho note is
sue, as may be stated by the way, there
is never less than i'15,000,0UO,aud eome
times as high ns 25,000,000, iu gold
bars and silver, besides other securities,
in tho bank vauT.. Every bar oftthe
gold weighs sisteen pounds and is
worth about 800. To protect this
great treasure at night a company of
militia is employed. For tho manage
ment of tho national debt, which now
omounts to 00,000,000, the bank re
ceives 200,000 a year, a comparatively
small commission when it is remember
ed that out of it it must be paid the ex
peuses of keeping the many accounts
connected with tho colossal debt, the
paying of dividends to its holders, tho
collection of the income tax levied upon
it, and the transfer of stock.
Aud all this vast business, in addition
to the other affairs of the bank, is con
ducted with bo much system nnd care
that losses or error are almost unknown.
Inthe paying of!iee,the telling-rocnand
the rotunda, millions upon milionn are
handled every day, grent heaps of pol
are shoveled about ns though it was r
much sand, nnd piles upon piles of
banknotes are counted nnd sorted
about with the rapidity of the ind.
Yet so well trained nre the cler'.:s, nnd
so delicate the weighing machinery,
that a light coin or a false note is never
passed into tho bank. That nothing is
Btolcn from it is due in great meas
ure to tho vigilance and fidelity of
those qniet-lookiiig beadles who all
day long sit so silently at tho doors.
As wo pass out they nre sleepy nnd
lietloss npparcntly as when wo went in,
but lo a suspicious character or a pro
fessional thief enter, and their eyes will
never leave him till bo is in the street
again. In short it is no exaggeration
to say that the Bank of F.Dgland is the
most carefully watched and guarded
money institution iu the world.
A Lnng-Lived Family.
A Pcaracola, Florida, eirretp;iudeul
of the Louisville Courkr-Journal uMcgtw
that Robert A. Wright, of Santa R ise
county, Florida, is Beventy-one years of
age, but in nppoaraacu, speech and ac
tion, ho nould pass anywhere for a
well-preserved man of less than fifty.
He is abln to, and does, more and
better work than nt nny period of his
lif-3. He has not lost a day from labor
for thirteen months. lie in the father
of five children, of whom his soiis
Bnrrell, Amos and Akbub, nie triplets,
all uow living and fifty-two years of
age. He is the sou cf John Wright,
who is now living in Canada, nnd is
one hundred and B'xtecn years of age;
is the nephew of the late Davis Eaton,
who lived and died in Giles county,
Virginia, at tho advanced age of ( as
nenr as it could bo computed) one hun
dred and thirty-eight years, aud who has
been one hundred and two years a mem
ber of the Masotio order. Di tiering
from the conventional young-old man,
he oats heartily at all times; formerly
he was an inveterate consumer "of cof
fee and tobacco, but has eschewed buth
for the past five years.
My Wedding Day.
I rarnot sleep. I tremble fo
And ueh a tumult tills mv bmn ;
Ii neisl be Joy I feel I know,
J! u I oli, hmv near it scorn to aln ;
The wind iii'ijiis through the old pear tie
The mom if cild and dump and grav.
H'h" would have thought the world would ha
So sad iij"ii my w I Hug day ?
No li-- I bvu thc-e, Charlie Hay ;
Cod Kiimu.4 my heart is lull of thee
So full, that if I Kih-vI to pray,
Thine innge only can 1 ere.
And I would ii' it exchange this morn -
Jt cold, itw mini!', itH hoary rime
Tor all tho u'!i'ii'l"re Hint adorn
The young d.iy i.i i-oiiie fairer clime.
Hark, hark ; he comf '. He still my heart -lie
s'ill ! ft" ntill in v heart
Wliut need bust tle u t.. h lie and start
When Charlie come-- -my Charlie Ray 7
He '-omr -he ocih.-h '. an l I must be
All smiles and wipe tiie? tears anay ,
II mould be nron ' i Jet linn f-e,
I've neet u' in my wedding day.
ITfcMS Or IMF II ESI.
Over 2,500 men in Utah have more
than ono wife n piece.
Trained nurses readily got from 815
to 820 in New York.
A child with t vo heads was recently
born near Gad, toil, Alabama.
Baldwin county, Albania, has no
resident lawyer nor has it a jail
Chicago has the Ingest Hebrew pop
ulation ol any other ity of e pud num
bers in the woild.
The city of Boston eontaius 41,92
dwelling houtie:;. valued at 31,013,000.
There are, besid ;.-, 7.1 hotel-, and 117
fcunily hotel:' in the city.
The total number of blast furnace
anil rolling hiill establishments aud
steel works iii the United States was
H.'S in 17 J, 1.0i.". in 1SS0. The value
of materials used was SriO,52r,UI2 in
170 and I'M, 271, 150 in 1SS0.
An unusually brilliant specimen of
"red snow"was recently presented at the
meeting of the Han Francisco Micro
scopical Society. It. was gathered
on tho Wasatch mountain at nn altitude
of about 10,000 feet above sea level. It
is uow very well understood that the
color of such snow is produced by a
minute, cellular plant which reproduces
itself by rapid subdivision.
IIUMOKOl'S.
The speech from tho thrown dm'l
hit a folic w when bis down.
The man who is forever airing his
knowledge is newr nt loss for wind
power.
The young lady who banged her
hair at n looking ghu s did not break
the glass.
A lady says that i1 take? ninny men a
whole life time to loam to carry n 810
bill homo without breaking it.
A ninn with a felon on bis hand is en
titled to sympa'hy. How much more
the keeper of the Stalo Prison, who has
a great many.
Said the leader of the train-robbers'as
bo boarded tho Tiillman car: "Don't
disturb the passengers, but seize the
portor. He's got nil the money inthe
crowd by this time!''
A Miss Buchanan once rallying her
cousin, nn cficer, on his cournge, said :
"Now, Harry, do yon really mean to
tell me yon can wa'lt up to a eannon's
month without feoi.'' "Yes," was the
prompt reply, "of to n Buchanan
either." And he did it.
A Washington f.irl, Gertrude Ne'.son,
won a prize of live dollars, by writing
tho best, letter accepting nu offer of
marriage. That is all right, Gertrude,
but let us tell you nud any other girl,
that when n man is afraid to come to
the house nnd nsk for you right
to you face, but sneaks oil behind tho
postoffiee nnd nsk lor you at a long
range with a three-cent declaration of
his love, the best nnawor you can make
him is "No," iu five-line pica.
Poisonous Snaps
Mothers and nurses cannot be too
careful about the soaps they use on the
little ones. Few but physicians know
many of tho so-called skin diseases
among children are caused by tho use
of adulterated soap. An analysis of
several cakes of the pretty and perfumed
toilet sonps (bnt are sold on the streets
showed the presence of solublo glaso,
ground glass filex, pip clay, rotten
Rtmie, borax, plaster of Turin, tin crys
tal, magnesia, pnmico stone, oatmeal
and other substances, which nre added
to give the soap weight, hardness,
toiiphuosa or eloaru ss. Tho common
coloringw nre vermilion, Venetian rel
nnd oarmine, ultramarine, preen, pot
pigment green; copperan, Spanish
brown, ultruuiino blues, yellow aud
scarlet anilines and burnt umber.
Many of tho perfuming ingredients,
though harmless iu themselves, Income
chemically poisonous by ndmixture.
Adding the dangers from all these to the
rancid, diseased, putrid qualities of the
grease used, nud mothers mny well be
appalled at tho permanent evils these
neat looking, delicately scented blocks
of toilet soap contain, ready to be re
leased wheuever moistened and applied
to the baby's body.