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$1) Cljatljam tucord I)c l)atl)am ttfcoru. II. A. LONDON, EDITOU AND FUOPKIETOIi. ItATKS ADVERTISING One square, one insertion- 914) One square,, two insertions 1.64 One square, one month - 2.60 For larger advertisements liberal con racts will be made. TERMS OF SUBSCRIPTION, $1.50 PER YEAR Strictly In Advance. VOL. XV. PlTTSBORO CHATHAM CO., N. C, MAY 18, NO. 38. In lite Meadow. As lovely as the rose of June, She came about the day's decline, Where, sparkling to the slimmer moon, The dewy meadow grasses shine The pearly feet, lhat twinkled through The ttow'rsso lightly lit on them, Tli-y shook not down a drop of dew From cow-slip cup or clover-stem. K t yonder wayside hedge she came; A momont there I saw ber turn, Where clover-tops, with crimson flame, Within the shadow shine and burn. The brinr-ruse above the ttile Hath somehow taken a richer pink, 'Twas there she pause I a little while With backward smiling face, I think. To peep at ber the tuarigo'd Tip-toed upon the meadow's edge, A honeysuckle flushed and bold, Came clambering o'er tbs blossomed hedge, White lily leaves arc tumbled down Along the footpath, velvet grassed, .In.-.' where tin y fell to kissthe gown That brushed them as my darling passed. I think the lilt to winds, that stir The petals of the dreaming rose, Are odorous liecaii.se of her; With purpler bloom the meadow blows The very flowers she came to cull, Tiie buttercup and M irguerite, Than other are more beautiful Ity re.non of her pawing feet. P. J. ('jlenun. in Philadelphia Ledger. THAT MYSTERY. 'Now, Phil, really, what do yon like best the wliito blouss or tlio pink?" "My dourest Blanche, you look lovely in eithor." "No, but really ? Am! truly!"' "You're too ridiculous, Phil," cried Mr. Loriiner, laughing. "As a lady's lUiidyou are not a success go and mi Uo your cigarette on tlio balcony, ii-id I'll be ready in a second." Mr. Loriiner obeyed with the sub' mission and nlarci.y of a ncwly-mado spouse, mid, moreover, waited with a patience mid resignation only to bo loom! in a man whose married life can still bo counted by weeks. "I haven't been long.hnvo I ?" asked bis wife Willi delightful conviction, when the returned after an interval, "ind, oli, Phil, don't you think this is the most perfectly lovely place on the face of the earth?'' Mr. Loi inier's answer was somewhat wido of the mark, nml by no means worthy of record, but certainly Kden-tiu-Seu was a delightful spot. "It's delicious," repeated Mrs. Loriiner, ecstatically; "but conic, Phil. I m quite ready for my drive I ii, there, my shoe is undone; do tie it up for inc." Philip was kneoling at her feet, mid she was laughingly instructing him in the art of tying a shoe lace, when, to the uiiuttcrab'.c confusion of both, the room door opened and a stranger stood in the doorway. "Excuse Die, I am afraid I liuvo made a mistake." Mr. Loriiner jumped up, glaring at the intruder savagely. "I thought this was my room, No. W." "This is 21A," growled Loriiner. "Your room is the mxt on tliu left." "Thank you: a thousand pardons!-' nod with a courteous bow the stranger witlidre w. "Idiot I" began Phil, but Mrs. Lori racr interrupted liiiu. "Oh, did you ever see such a hatid somo man? He had a face like an archangel !'' "Archungcl be pulverized ! I think people might lake the trouble to eco that they don't blander into other people' rooms! Come along, Blanche, the carriage is wailing!" Tho evening passed pleasantly enough, and when toward its closo Mr. and Mrs. Loriiner lounged upon their balcony in the moonlight, it seemed as if lliero could be nothing to mar the delights of tlio best of all pos sible words, Suddonly a terribly dis cordunt note was st.uck. "Listen I" whispered Blanche. "JJh, what?" said Phil, whose whole attention had been engrossed by his compauhn, and who, unlike her, had not the f o in i ii i lie knack of doing two things at the same time. Don't you hear somo one talking in tho next room?"' whispered Blanche- "Well?" "But they're quarreling; listen I" "Not I. Why shuoldu't ihey quar rel if they like? Let's go in I" But at that moment, a woman's voice, low and piteous, reached their ears. "Oh Frank! have you no pity?" "There, didn't j on hear?" whispered Blanche, in awestruck tones. "Yes; and 1 don't mean to hear auv more, ('nine in, Blanche." "How atupid you are, Phil ! They are in tlio next room, I tell you I" she reiterated impatient; y. "Whit of ii?" Mrs. Loiimer gave a little petulant iisp. There was no one with that gentle man who came In here this afternoon, and he was alone nt tablo d'hote ! Now, do you understand ?"' Phil gave a low whistle, but before he could make any remark t lie wailing voice reached them again. "rrank, don t forco me; 1 can not! 1 will not. It is too awful!" Phil drew his w ife quickly into tho room and closed tho window, noily. "But. Phil, ain't you going to do anything? Suppose" 'Stuff and nonsense!" interrupted Phil, gruffly; "it's no business of ours! But your archangel does not seem to be a very amiable person!" "Hut don't you think'' '1 think it's time to turn in! 're plied her husband, decisively; for Fhilip was a true Britisher, with a noted objection to. putting his lingers into other people's pies. Every man for himself, and Scotland Yard for us all, was bis motto. B anche, on the other h ind, was a true diititrh'er of Eve, ami she de termined to discover, if possible, whoso voice it was that she had heard, and what was the meaning of its piteous appeal. If possible, but bow was it to be done? Chance ir ive her an opening, which sho was quick to seize. Having gone up to her room nflcr breakfast next morning, she found the chambermaid still busy with her dusting. "Oil! you can go on," she said. smiling, as she seated herself by the window. Tho maid was clearly the vcrv ncrsou to enlighten her. But how to come to the point? "1 am afraid I am dreadfully uu lidv." Blanche betran, after a mo. ment, with a conciliating little smile. "Not at ail, m idam," roplied the girl, demurely. "Have you many rooms to do continued Mrs. Loriiner, with kindly interest. "The whole of this floor, madam." "Docs the lady in tli next room give much trouble?" "Thcro is no lady in No. "4 i. ailaiu ; only a gentleman who ai rived yesterday. Anything 1 can get for you, madam?" "No, thank you." Here was a mystcrv! No lady in No. 21, and yet that vai undoubtedly a woman s voice last niglii! It was most extraordinary ; and Blanche com municated the result of her iuvcstigu tion with intenso trepidation. Phil, however, declined to be interested in tho aflui , or to diseius it in auy way, so his wife was forced to keep her conjectures to herself, and they were of a nature anvlhing but flattering to the male occupant of No. 21. As the dav wore on, the keenness of her interest in the hiiudsomo stranger and his mysterious companion waned somewhat before the more enthralling problems connected with her own cos. tunia for tho dance which was to be given that evening. I'iiil had an anx ions time pending the settlement of these questions, but in due courso all of them wero disposed of in tho most successful nia'iner, as was sufficiently proved by the crowd of 'partners who flocked round Mrs. Loriiner as soon as she made her appearance in the ball room. Blanche, had, indeed, quite forgotlon the mvstcrv of N . 24 in the excitement of the ball, wh"u it was re called to her by the sight of their neighbor standing in the doorway Her hoart bent fast as she noted what woman ever fails to do it? that his eye followed her round the room with a glance of interest and admira tion. Now,'" she thought to herself, "he will ask mo to dance, and I shall be able to put some searching questions to him." The hope, however, was doomed to di'uppoiulini'iit. Tlio stranger con tented himself with admiring Mrs. Loriiner from a distance, and for onto at least that little lady retired to her room not altogether satisfied with hei- self. It was again a brilliant, moonlit summer's night, and Blanche threw herself into a capacious chair by the window, prior to disrobing. She was commencing a somewhat petulant com plaint upon the shortcomings of the evening's entertainment, when sudden ly she was pulled up short by a low, blood-curdling wuil from the adjoining room. Blanche started up, white and frightened. "Phil, what Was that?" Beforo he could reply, the moan of pain become articulate, and once more the woman s voice reached them in low, distinct tones through the open window. Frank, let me out! Have mercy on me! Oh, let me out !" A man's voice, ar;ain in gruff, unin telligible reply, and then once again the piteous, pleading Voice: "I'll do an thing. Prank! I'll never tell anybody you aro my husband. Only let me go!" Blanche's grasp on her husband's hand lightened. Philip listened not less intently than she did. "Have pny, Frank, have pity ! Don't you remember that yon used to say you loved nie? Why are you so cruej now? 1 never did you any harm. ()h let mo out ! I can't bear it! You can have all my money, every penny; only don't mako me go back!" A brutal, unqualified oatli was the sole answer to this appeal; it was fol lowed by a faint, smothered cry. "No! no! never! 1 will not go back into that horrible box I 1 hud rather be killed outright !" There was absolute silence for a second, and Blauche and Philip 6tood breathless; then came a muffled shriek of agony. "No! nol oh, no, Frank! I did not moan it I I'll do what you like I don't kill me! Help! Help! ' With a cry of righteous rage Phil dropped his wife's hand and dashed across the balcony. Ho shook the closed windows vigorously, regardless of everything save tho fratitic desiie to prevent a horrible crime. A dead silence bail followed tho woman's last cry, and whi n at last Larimer forced the windows and bounded into tho room, ho found it in darkness, except for the streak of weird moonlight lint followed him. In the darkness he could just dis cern the figure of u man standing by a hugh, black (i link. "What is the meaning of this?" asked the man, advancing, but Phil pushed him roughly aside. "What have you done with that un fortunate woman?" "A feebly moan struck on his ear. 'Whero aro you?" ho cried, "I will help you." "Oil, let mo out! let mo out!"camo to him in feeble it teemed almost dying tones. "You brute!" cried Loriiner, besido himself with excitement and indigna tion. At this moment the room was in vaded by a motley crowd in all stages of dcshubilc, for, after Phil's depar ture, Blanche had raised an alarm in such incoherent fashion that half tho hotel was swarming into No. 21, un certain whether murder, lire or sudden death was the cause of tho midnight disturbance. "It is his wife," explained Phil, frantically. He's been trying to kill her. She is hidden hero somewhere." "Here! horcl Oh, I am dying!" "The trunk !" cried somo one. With one accord they bore down upon tho huge black trunk; every one's fingers were thrust forward to unbuckle the straps, tho moaning growing fainter, and fainter, till, as tho last fastening gave way, itccaseu altogether. "We arc too late," cried Phil, as ho threw open the lid. "The poor thing is" lie stopped, started back, und looked around in be wildernicnt. The rest of tho company crowded forward and peered into the trunk. "Why, it's empty!" they exclaimed in chorus. Gentlemen! gentlemen!" cried the suave voice of the hotel proprietor from tho door. "What docs this mean?" "We don't know," cried every one, uncertain whether to be gi catly amused or intensely indignant. 'This gentleman," continued the proprietor, indicating his guest of the seraphic countenance, who stood smiling silently, "this gentleman is Mr. Dclavero Darcey, tho celebrated ventriloquist, who will appear to. morrow evening at the Winter (Jar- dens. Ho has been amusing you with a little private rehearsal?'' There was a most gratifying attend ance at tho Winter (aidcns on tlfl following night to witness Mr. Dela- vero Darcey's entertainment, for, a i ho poet tells- us (ireat are the lives of advertisement. But neither Phillip Loriiner mr his wife was a ong the audience. They had left Elen-on-S.-a by an early train. London 1 ruth. Willing lo Make Amends. Angry Candidate In your paper this morning, sir, you say I "seem to havo learned a small amount of sense the last live or six years. " I look upon that as an intentional insult, sir, and I won't stand it. Editor All right, sir. We'll say tomorrow morning lhat you don't seem to have learned a small amount of sense in ino last live or six years, liood morning ! Chicago Tribune. Visible Fti.Iciice. Jones I saw a fellow yesterday with a cool thousand. Brown Hew did you know it was cool ? l ines It itiii't have been. 'Twas in a di uft. tllll.DKKN's COM AlJf. A CA PFTAMsT. Our baby has a secret, It twinkles in bis eye, Jlis little golden crown of curl, lie's holding very high. What can the mighty sc-r-t be? You really emi dsi't guess A pi nny in his pocket. And a pocket in hi., dress' Youth's Companion. WHITE AMM W.s. An English noblem.iu has an inter esting place which ho calls the White Farm because only white animals arc kept there. A white collie guards tho entrance, and among the inmates are ravens, owls, Persian tats, mice, Asiatic goats, zebras, j ickdawi, Java doves, turkeys, Aylesbury ducks, cockatoos, lambs, pigeon-, pigs, deer, mules, draught horses n'l white, happy and healthy. Although this white fa' in is only a hobby with its owner, there arc coun tries in which white animals are held in great resp-ct. Kverybody has heard of the white elephant of liiu imih and Siam and the honors that arc paid to it. An Albino bear is said to be worshipped by the Ainu or hairy folk of Japan, and while horses have always played a prominent, part in public processions and joyoti, pageants of many countries. New Yotk Mail and Express. Hlf. I'.h.W THAT I.AIOII: One of the moil despised i if wild People, with a animals, says Harper's Young is that unprepossessing beast cheerful name, the laughing hyena. One would think from his uauio that ho would be a jollj. looking fellow, with a good-natured disposition and a whole-souled manner that would se cure his election to the Board of Al dermen in the forest ward in which ho lived. On the contrary, ho is one of the most repulsive of animals, and his best friend (if ho had any friends) could hardly say a good word for him. There has lately c jine to tho menagerie in Central Park, New York, however, a little fellow of this species who has been named by his keeper Tummy," and who seems to have some redeem ing trails of character. A correspond ent of tho St. Lous Pos-l)j!itch, who lately interviewed Master Tum my, say -: "lie is now 6 months old, and a stout, hearty young follow, who has como through the dangers of the winter un hurt. His twin-brother was eaten by his mother at a very tender age. Tummy is now an animal of mark in the menagerie, as ho possesses the most remarkable voire of any inmate of tho carnivora house, notwithstand ing tho fact the roaring lion is among his neighbors. Everybody has heard of tho laughing hyona, but how many have hoard him laugh: l is safe to say that few persons have had I he ex perience until Tummy acquired this pleasant accomplishment. His parents and the other member of his race in tho menagerie are not much given to laughing, owing, pcrha;.,, to the sad dening effects cf a life cf captivity. But. Tummy hs never known what it is to be free. The elder animal--, how ever, are in tho liuhit is said, of lug iimong themselves at night, thev belicvo no human being is laugh when aboil' to listen to them. "Tho hyena's laugh is a combination of a shout and a chuckle. It is louder lhan the ordinal y human chuckle, and not so boisterous as a laugh. You will bo nio6t certain of hearing Tum my laugh if you approach him it l. dinner-time. When a piece of meat is hehl in front of the bars, he will laugh continuously until it is given in him 1'ndor these circumstances it is doubt ful if his laugh means exactly the same thing as an outlines' of human mirth It may, liowover, be an ox pr"s io i of pleasurable anticipation, ft is such a loud and startling sound 'ha' tho,, who hear it for the first t 'mi jump as if an explosion had oc c i' red in their neighborhood. "A few words should be said in praiso of Tummy's character. He is a peculiarly amiable hyena, anil prom ises to grow up with fewer moral de fects than his father or mother. He not only laughs1 more than thny do, j but shows a geuiiiiio desire to please I his keeper. Ho hails his approach j with various signs of j y, and rubs I noes with him whenever he gels an j opportunity. Tummy is now inoro than half grown." Not Responsible. Mr. Pnllanc If yon don't refund 'he money I paid for these pholo- I graphs I'll sue you. They make me look simply hideous. Photographci Y'es, sir, they do. I But I adviso you to carry your com- plaint to a higher tribunal than any I on this earth. Chicago Tribune. ODD FUNERAL KITES. Peculiar Burial Customs Ot the Mojave Indians. Showing Their Grief By EaH?R the Corpse's Horses. On the banks of tho lower Colorado, among tho gravel mesa, and lr.esquitc eovered valleys, live the Mojavo Indi ans, having thoir commercial head quarters at The Needles, Cal., famed as the holiest place in tho United States excepting Death Valley, and their scat of learning, supported by tho Government at Fort Mojave, A. T. In Wooiorn Arizona, wheio snow and ico air unknown, clothing is use less excet for ornament, and the hies quite tree bears all the fiuit need ed lo sustain life, we liud the Mojavo Indians to rescinblo in appearance and habits tho natives of Central Afiica except in the particulars of curly hair and thick lips, having the same scorn for the restraints of clothing, and the same passionate fondness for brilliant plumage and gaudy cosmetics. Pecu liar are (he customs of these benighted people, but there is none more unique than the ceremony connected with their disposal of their dead. An Indian woman died recently, and we attended the funeral, four of us writes a correspondent of the San Francisco Chronicle. The Mojavvs practice cremation, and the cremating commences a soon as the breath is out of tho body, as witness tho fact that he woman died nt noon ami wa on the funeral pilo at fifteen minutes pas!. Indeed, it is said that the uionriicis aro sometimes startled at seeing the dead como to life again when tho tire begins to grow fervent. Not many hicos us the white people arc called, aro accorded tho privilege of attending theso ceremonies, but as we stand well with one of tho wise men of tho tribe, wo woro invited to bo present. As soon as wo could swallow our dinners we started for the place, and were guided ihere by tho wailing of the friends of the de. ported, consisting of every man, woman and child present at the fes tivities. Y'ou can see the reasonable ness of my calling it by such a name when you are told that the a Hair con cludes by the killing and eating of all tho hor-ics of tho departed, und every one goes to his own hut feeling that he has enjoyed himself greatly. The Mojaves belicvo in demonstrat ing their feelings through the agency of the mouth and limbs, ami this woman, being much beloved, tho mourners were many and their grief could be hoard a mile away. If ever yon have heard a puck of coyotes howling forth their misery in the mid dle of the night, when they howl most artistically, you have this noise to a dot. Arriving at the place we found a hole dug in the ground about ten feet in diameter and two feet deep, heaped full of wood and surmounted by the body of the deceased. This was burning, and around it in pict uresque attitudes were all 'lie friends trying to outdo each 'her in exclama tions of grief. The head doctor, for the Mojaves have physicians, stood by the side of the genius who stirred the tiro, giving directions for the most rapid destruction of tho body, which be had, no doubt, with great skill as sisted in In corning a corpse. Ho thus carried his functions a step further than the physicians in civilized life. One olil fellow, who elmed to be tho minister, was standing within the circle harunguing the assembly, doubt less on the many virtues of the departed, and when he seemed to make an unusually good point tlio mourners manifested their appreciation by an iii ren-o in the force of their groans. Finally the relative, and fiiends ate the iior.es that were the properly of the deceased, and went home lii mly believing that the dead woman's spirit is roaming untroubled in "(ihost Mountain," just across the river. All Tightened Their Hells. "During the Basiilu war of 1880," 'aid Perry Ingram, "I was one of the o00 that composed the Kimberly Horse. We wcro in fort on Thlotes Heights; the Basutus, about o0) strong wero amusing themselves p it tingalus from tho other side of the Thlotes Uiver, and one day they took it into their heads to send about 1200 warriors across the stream, over fords above find below us, to do us up. As it happened that morning it out 0of n, wero detailed lo escort a couple of six-pounders up the hill to the fori from below, and en our return trip the Basutus got between us and the encampment. We threw out in open flu while they rode down on us thp were well mounted, were those Basu tus and we had orders to hold tiro until they were about i') wu ds a way. Well, when they came wilhin the given range we tired, but instead of scaring them by killing tl a humlri d or so, the beggars still came on. Dismount ing from their horses they seized their assegais the hill as black with them and they rushed on us. " 'It's all up now, buys,' thought I, 'V when those chaps uke it into their i:e.ii lo charge they do it. While 1 va thrusting another carti idge into my rifle 1 felt a bit queer a:oiit the lluvut, and torirl.toe, 1 can't tell how, it seemed inough my stomach was empty. Now, I know what it is to be scared, but 1 was not I i ightencd then. There was no time (o get frightened. It was jiut stand an. I tight till you dropped dead full of spear liol"s. I laid down my rifle f r a K'eond to j loo-en my rtvoiver in its ca-e. and then, from some involuntary instinct that I cannot explain, 1 drew in my belt a couple of inches around my waist. As I did so I looked around at tho fellows neiiiest me. Kvcry one of them was cinching up ju-t the same as on self. "dust for a moment everything on our side was silence and the Ba-utus were not seventy yard, away. Then we all commenced blu'ng nwny again and veiling, as men do in Willie. The fire frightened the blacks. They came ithin fifty yards of u. then turned tail and fled. We kept blazing awnv as long nsthoy were in range an 1 tin n suddenly cen-ed. The Mi a n wa gone, the pel il of death over. Only a mo ment before it h id seemed s though our lit'le bimd was to be ul'ei'ly ;)"'d It' the earth. It was a suffocating day, soilaildown my gun to wipe ihe sweat mid powder from my forehead. Then 1 set about lo.vou'ug my belt. As I did so I tinned to the l'i fellows nearest me. Kvcry i n- of I hem was doing tho Mine.'' S;.n Francisco Examiner. A Ituilronil lltiill far $.". From South Texas came a man who built li00 miles of rai !i oid with a s-j bill and faith, and the I'M wti- a b i rowed one. II-1 moved u; from Cor pus Christi to Sm Antonio wilh all of his possessions helped up on a two wheeled cart. He got a charter to build a railroad from San Antonio to Aransas Pass. He graded a mile of it, throwing a good deal more than one shovel of dirt with his own bauds. The receiver of another road loaned this indefatigable builder enough old rails for a mile of tiack. In a distant part of the St ile was purchased an engine which had been condemned six years before and sent to the shops to be wrecked for scrap iron. Two old cars were picked up somewhere olse at a bargain. And that old en gine, drawing those old curs, steamed into S.in Antonio. On engine and ears in bold lettering was painted in lamp-back, "S. anl A. IV With one mile of old rail ttaek and with tho equipment of the old engine and the two old cars I'riah Lott started the Aransas Pass system. ihere h is been some tall financiering in the his tory of railroad building in this coun try, but there isn't anything which, for dazzling pluck, quite approaches the story of the building of thi 00"" miles of road in South Texas. To tho one mile of track three were added three miles by a dicker for some second-hand rails which a street car company had bought from a nar iow gauge company. O i tlrs basis a credit trade was in ado with a Pennsyl vania robing mill for leu mile- of rails. When they arrived lucre wasn't enough money ia the treasury lo pay the freight. But it wa, got somehow. Ten miles of tinek gave the founda tion for bonds which hoi I forty miles more, and so the sy.tem grew into its present proportions. This man v iio , built the Aransas l'as system rode . from San Antonio lo Chicago, nt one j critical period in his enterprise, with- ! out a cent in his pocket. Ho bad , transportation, but he hadn't anvlhing to buy food, and he went through j hungry. j A True Hero. j "Talk about your men who led charges and distinguished ihenisel vi s , for bravcrv on the balilelields of the j war, there goes a man down il;e street i who tops lliein all for bravery. " "Indeed! who and what is he?" j "Ho is an umpire who is engaged for the present bae bail sea, on." New York Pi es. Welcome Information. i'ramp Piease, ilium, I haven't a friend or relative in the world. Housekeeper Well, I'm glad ihrro i, no one to worry over yon in r.i-e. you get hurt. Here, Tige ! r,.w York Week 1 v. In 1801 there were 12, Ml litsinei failures. When I Am TIrrfl. , love not alone when days are bright. And azure skies smile on the waitlnit earth, When hearts respond to the sweet world Pf IlKht, And love, us 'twere, the heritage of birth. Not then aloue, Hut lexeme still, my on n, When I am tired. When I am tired -bowel down with divers cans, That knock not at your ate and will not W hen theiiray earth is saddened unawares, And lids are drooping ond pulses low, Uh, turn again. And stay more fondly then When I am tired. Love me and do not seek for love's replv ; l.ingir without the hand's detaining plea; t.it me but led your toothing presence nigh And know the rarest blessing Is for me ( f lender care, Though day . be dark or fair. M beu I am tired. Chicago Inter " 'c an. HtJlOKOlS A man is as old as he feels, but not always a big. W h mi a p.n iigraphcr makes a j ko about cork h j naturally expects it will float. She Is ho a still life painter? Ho No, quite the reverse. He paints children. dagsoii says if most men's con sciences sh mid talk out loud they would be sued for slander. Doctor My good woman, does your -on always stutter? Mother Not a ays, sir. Only when he at tempt to (a k. 'The speaker who says he only wants live minutes may b; a man of un questionable tate, but his remorks are preity sure lo bo ill-timed. Applicant 1 think you will find some stability about me, sir. Busi ness man Wliit business havo you been in? "Taking care of horses." Though man lias but himself to blaruo For nearly all bis ills, lie hates like thunder, just the same, To pav the doctor's bills. M tml II w do you like tho now way 1 do my h iir, Frank? Frank I wauling (o say something particu larly iiiee Why, yen look at least thirty j rui yoenger. "That bit of architecture," said tho builder, "was incdlcled after one of Kmope't most famous structures." "Modeled!" repeated the crusty capi talist "You mean muddled." "You have had many severe trials, 1 dare say." said the teiidcr-hcnrtud h.Mi-ewife. "Yes," sail Kust Rufus, spearing another cold potato with his fo;k, "but on account of my youth 1'veginerly got off purly light." : a railway station, an old lady said to a very pompous-looking gentle man, who was talking about steam communication: "Pray, sir, what is steam?'' "S eam, ma'am, is ah ah! steam if !" "I knew that chap couldn't tell ye," said a rough-looking fellow standing by; "lutt s earn is a bucket of water in a tremendous per spiration." Uiiing Ninety-Fhe Feel. London's latest thrill is derived from the feat of a man who dives iIjivii ninety-live feet from the roof ol the West mi nster Aquarium into a nat'iow mid comparatively shallow tank of water, set in the floor of the building. The exploit calls for an astounding combination of nerve and Bkill, and is far more noteworthy than any of the bridge-jumping acts which have been so Iiicsoiuely frequent ol late years. The diver is Thomas Burns, who has r.cuuiiid considerable notorio'v a, ,i a diver from budges and as an expert swimmer, and not a 111 tit fame from his having saved iu fewer Hum thirty two lives timing his career. He is a sturdily built man, some 20 years ol age. He Ins frequently dived from bridges over a hundred feet high Into river,, but bis dive nt the Aquarium is a very dillerent affair. He stands on a tiny platform suspended among the iron girders of Ihe roof, ninety live feet above Ihe floor, and sect below him, instead of a broad, deep river, ;i mass of flaring, bewildering lights, a sea of upturned faces, and it. the wooden floor of the stage wliai seems ironi that height to be a mere slot, the tank which he must surely land in. The tank is eighteen feel long, eight feet wide, and seven feel deep. The diver actually dives, takes a header, and does not drop feet fore most, after the manner of (he bridgo jnmpcr,. The marvelous precision required lo land in the tank is easily appreciable, as is uIro the fate thai would befall him shou'd be mias his mark. fNew Yoik Sun. From the Fourteenth to tho Eigh tieth Century dressed dolls served ai model, of fashion.