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VOL. I. SALISBURY, N. C, THURSDAY, JULY 12, 1888. NO. 41. A VOICE. The rain makes music at midnight, ; Dripping from rafter and eaves, Blown hither and thither by mad-cap " Wind on the twittering leaves. Its sound has solace for sorrow, . Touching the heart-cords o'er . ', ' "' Bo softly, oh, so softly 1 Sweet as the lutes of yore: But sweetest of all sweet music, ::. Making my heart rejoice, . . Comes over the da w-damp meadow Tenderly, true a voicel Charles Knowles Bolton, in Century A PHOTOGRAPE Wtt t -ovrro-w 1r. a m. T3K V . Dear Japk: The fur coat is a pronounced tUCCeSS. I saw von to-dav when T- wAs driv ing, and was forcibly reminded of Solomon La "his glory. Hare you forgotten your friends of old in thair clothes also of nM One would think so, as it's been ten days since you ware-here. -The rest of the family are going to the Porters' to-nteht.. but I shall stav at homo and console myself with Beethoven, Sydney MMiKi, aim you, u you n come, ior l nave Boraetmng to ohow you, A woman's head, painted from a photograph, which I finished only yesterday. It isn't bad. Affectionately, UARA. The Club, Feb. 7. '86. Dear Car a: Yours just -received. It seems almost unnecessary to tell you how giaa i snail oe to come, uevotealy, Jack, "It isn't," said Caraa few hours later, as she pushes the ottoman to an easier distance, and turas a beautiful, fire fiushed face toward Jack, "it isn't that this winter has been much worse than the other two, but I've been thinking, and as it's a luxury I don't often allow myself, I have mental dyspepsia as a re sult." .: "Mental dyspepsia!" says Jack scorn fully; "it's the result of sitting out all the square dances with Willoughby in that draughty conservatory of the Mars ton's." "I refuse to understand." says Cara, smiling. "You can't! Your intellect -won't al low you." "somehow make? me think of your friend, Miss Marston. How is she?" "I don't know -why it should. She's well." "Do you intend to please your father and marry her?" "I don't know, Cara. If the worst comes to the worst, I suppose I shall have to." - ,"I should think that would be an ex act statement of the case the worst coming to the worst." "Don't be any more severe than you -can help," says Jack, laughing. "You don't know what it is to be poor." "I almost wish I did," Cara answers, "I might then have amounted to some thing as an artist." "You need hardly wish that, for, as it js, you are the best amateur- "That's it," Cara breaks in impatient ly. "Amateur, amateur, always am ateur! I want to be an artist. Of late I have had thoughts-of giving my money to found a home for other weak-minded Cornell- and living in Paris on 10 sous a day, and the divine afflatus; only, as Hawthorne says : 'The great obstacle to being heroic is the doubt whether one may not be going to prove oneself a fool.'" "One doesn't like to be too precipitate after a remark of that kind," says Jack, meditatively, after a little pause, during which Cara has risen and seated herself at the piano, where she is lazily striking minor chords. ' "Is that what has kept you from being too precipitate? Jack, what makes you bo' lazy?" v ' " "Lack of incentive. Don't scorn." "I wish I could make you feel your possibilities for yourself as I feel them for you." 'Tasked you to try once and you re fused." Jack .laughs when he says it, but try as he will-bis voipe falters as he speaks. ' , , Cara blushes, and then says: "If we hadn't outlived a great deal of the non - Bense of our lives, we could not be the thoroughly good friends we are now. Come and let me introduce you to a wo man who I think is worth a man's love. She's over in the library. I remember your dislike to climbing' and had her brought down. Jack offers her his arm and together they walk the whole length of the draw ing room, across the hall to the library, the greater part of which is in shadow, the one bright light being directly over the picture. Only a picture of a woman's head and the curve to the shoulders; ruddy chest nut hair that curls mistily around a face in which sweetness and firmness are strangely intermingled : great irised gray eyes eyes with ait the poetry and pas- , sion of cab.me'1's Venus; t clear, almost delicately colorless skin, save for a warmth in mouth and cheek; and, vet, with all the yielding bemty of woman hood, there is an ''intellectual vigor and Btrength in the face which one" seldom Bees save in the faces of men who have "suffered and been strong" "It is by far the. best Thing you have ever done," says .lack, after a few min utes of admiring silence. "May I see the photograph f" "It's behind the Mona Lisa- t very good one, but the best I could get." 1 should say it wasn't a very good saw. v a w iiiuoi Aiti.c utiu uune oy some amateur photographer, judging from the finish. But, . Cat a, how much the eyes here are like your own!" "They tell me so. Ah! Jack. I re gret to see that you are regarding her uiuic aa a numau luau us an UrilSllC pro duction." "I'm afraid I am. Do. you know her well? Why have I never seen her;" "Xow," says: Cara, "vou have made me jeaious, ana, liKe a wise woman, I a refuse to talk of my rival. On Thursday night the five members of our art class - are coniing.with Herr Blum to my box to hear Bernhardt. We will come to a little supper; you will .sing us some Schubert; .Eugenie will play us the ipasaiuiittia ; yuu wui meet, your lueai; we will persuade ourselves that 'every " . loss has a gain to match, ' and for get " "how miserable we shall all be the next morning. ' Jack finished for htr. "Pessimist 1" says Cara, smiling; "will you come?" - "Do I ever refuse an , invitation from vou?'! as he rises preparatory to taking his leave. ' . "Then it is settled. If you care to you may, take the photograph with you." inank you " he says, slipping it into the pocket of his great coat. Now 1 am going back to the bread and butter part of existence. There's something almost dreary in the per sistency with .which one and one are two, isn't there?" , "There have been cases" what a coquette the girl is! "there have been cases where one and one made one." He has taken her hand to say good night, as she speaks, and a passionate light comes into his eyes at her words. "Ah, Cara," he says impulsively, "if I only thought " "Don't think," she answers, "consult the proper mathematical authorities." ,On Thursday night . Jack, having made a very careful toilet and 'mislaid everything with a cheerful sense of the ntire responsibility of Betty,, the chambermaid, takes a last look at the E holograph which occupies the place of onor over his dressing case, before set ting out to meet the original. "Some thing will probably have happened to Tceep her at home or something. There's always a hitch somewhere," he soliloquizes as he leaves the house. It is the middle of the first, act when he reaches the box. Cara smiles as he enters. The rest of the party are com pletely absorbed, but he can see that she is here. Her back is toward him, but surely only one woman could have hair like that, and wear black lace" the way she does. Jack suddenly remembers his ideal costume for a woman has always been made of black lace. " And Qara? "Well, ! Cara is a very beau tiful woman, but then she could never give much love to anyone, and what emotional gymastics she would require of the man to whom she was married. As the curtain falls the orchestra be gis "Weber's Last," and Cara motions him toward her. "Eugfenie," she says, leaning forward, "Eugenie, let me pre sent my friend " Jack doesn't hear the rest, for the lady turns and he sees a fascinatingly ugly woman with a de lightful directness of gaze, who acknowl edges the introduction in the middle of a remark which she is making to Lieu tenant Willougnby. Jaek glances ap pealingly at Cara, who is rather suspi ciously engaged in a leisurely survey of the house through her glasses. "There's Mrs. Dunbar," says Cara's aunt, leaning forward for abetter view. "She has succeeded in engaging her daughter in the army." "uid I hear you say," laughs Cara, "that her dearest wish is accom plished f" "No," says Mrs. Lorrimer. "One doesn't say those things, my dear." , "Let us consider, then," says Cara, de murely, "that no one has spoken." "I have been having something of that sensation all the evening," says the lieu tenant. "Bernhardt's French must be provinciar7"I can't understand her." There is a little laugh, in the midst of which Jack pauses abruptly; for in Mademoiselle LeCroix's face, as she smiles, he suddenly sees, almost ghost like, an expression of the protograph. It is gone before he can be certain, and she has turned from him to Mrs. Lorrimer, who is saying plaintively: "I wish Bern hardt would play in English." "If some one would suggest it to her," says Jack, "she would probably sit up late one night and learn the lan guage." "Did I ever tell you," said Eugenie, turning so that Jack again has a full view of her face, "of an experience I had when I was first learning your Eng lish? No? I was just at the point where I found for myself that you wrote one language and spoke another, when one evening I had the good fortune to meet General Lawson. You know his reputation as a conversationalist, -and I wished to convey to him an idea of the pleasure which I felt at meeting him, so I said impressively in broken English: 'I am glad to meet you, General, as I am making a special study of American idiots."' His composure was superb. He never faltered for a moment. His face had all the calm of one eternal Sab bath, as he answered, suavely : "This is the only time in life, mademoiselle, when I feel that I can fully justify a pre judged opinion." ' Jack watches her while she speaks," and again sees the subtle something that reminds him of the picture. A curve to the cheek, an expression in the eye, .an indefinite something surely suggests it to him, and yet, as Cara sat listening with a half smile on her lips, she might her self have been the theme of which the painting was the finished harmony. , ".If -rris thing keep3 up," said Jack, "my mind will be a mosaic. I shall speak to Cara about it when I get an opportunity." 'But he doesn't get an op .pontunity, for just then Cara announces r "Ah! there ii Helen, .now, Eugenie, and our cousin is with her." He takes a lon breath and feels him self a sar.e manjagain. Here, at last, 4 a solution of ythe problem. A mutual cousin ii the original: nothing more likely. He returns Cara's glance in a manner -which intimates that he under stands the situation at last, and awaits with interest the entrance of the two ladies. There is a little rustle just out side the box; a man's voice heard in a tone of remonstrance ; a woman's low and self-contained, and the lady herself stands at the door of the box. A woman in the j prime of life, with that repose of which comes after one has foui manner und that things are neither white nor black, but only neutral tint, and has ceased expect ing much- one whose social angles have been rounded into curves, and who is seldom found holding those unsatisfac tory opinions which we denominate "op posite." Mrs. Carter," says Cara. "Delighted," murmurs Jack. "Helen will be iiere in a few minute?. She stopped at the Marstons' box to set tle about some engagement with them. Dick will bring her over here." ' She seems to have a great many en gagements with them of late," says Mis3 Le Croix. ' "Only one with Dick I think," laughs Mrs. Carter. "Bless their inno cent hearts, these children! They think I don't see." "You have missed the best act of the play on account of that 'At Home'," says Cara. "I know it," the lady responds. "I am a martyr, to my friends; but Hen Blum said something almost witty, and that consoled me. He says," she con tinues, turning to Jack, "that Bern hardt's full face looks like a profile," It was Heine who said it first," sayi Herr Blum. "He always attributes everything he says to some one else. It relieves him of so much responsibility," Mrs. Carter ex- Slains amiably to Jack. And, as she oes so, with a 'smiling, strong, restful face,. Jack grasps nervously at the chair on which he sits, as if to steady himself, for incongruous and ; inexplicable as it may seem, she also reminds him of that picture. Not in the lines of the face, certainly, but rather in its entirety, its strength, its repose '"'Well, the worst has come," thinks he, rising with determination. "While the last faint spark of intelligence re mains I will make my way home. If I don't go, soon I shall have to be taken." "You'are not going,' says Cara. "Not before Helen comes, anyhow. . See ! She is here now." Jack takes-one look at the girl who enters, and turning to Cara, says : "My dear girl, I am losing either my brains or my eyesight." - "It must be your eyesight,", laughs Cara. "Oh!" savs Jack, desperately; 'you don't understand. I see resemblances to that pictured face in sections everywhere. In you, in Miss Le Croix, in this Helen, and just now I notice that even Herr Blum looks a little like it." - "You have the photograph on your brain," answers Cara, so that Eugenie hears. - . ," "Speaking of photographs," says she, "makes me think of a new theory of Herr Blum. He thinks if we could get a composite photograph of people's brains, as we can of their, faces, it would be an easy way of getting the average in telligence." V "A composite photographl" Jack caught at the phrase with frantic hope. "A composite photograph is ?" "A composite photograph, " echoes the Professor, settling himself to be in structive, "is obtained by exposing dif ferent photographs of the same size, for the same time, on the same sensitized plate. These ladies were taken in this way recently, and it made a beautiful face. "How could it do other ?" he ad ded, simply enough. "Apropos of your explanation, Pro fessor," said Jack, "I have a story to tell of a friend of mine, who was the victim i of an unparalled joke. " Mrs. says Cara rising, "is beckoning to me, and I think I shall go and speak to her for a moment, if you 11 excuse me. "Will you come, lieutenant?" "You had better stay and defend your self," says Jack, "for I'm going to tell." "I shall need no defence here, lam sure," she says, laughing softly. "Au revoir!" ' Three weeks after, as Jack and Cara stand before the newly framed picture, he says: "It was rather shabby of you to do it, but I forgive you, and am just as much in love with it as ever." "That's discouraging," says Carav "You can't marry them all." "Unfortunately, no. Utah is remote, I might do it in turn. Who sat first?" "I refuse to tell you," says Cara; but she colors slightly as she speaks. - "Your eyes have told me already," he answers, and there, for a minute, they regard each other steadily. She has so much and he so little. She has refused him once before, and yet of late, he has almost dared to hope- "Do you think, Cara that you ever could love His eyes finished the sen tence for him, and he reaches his hands toward her with infinite longing. "I think," she says, smiling a little, as she lavs her hands in his. "that I might if I were sufficiently urged And then, with one of those passionate veerings that he knows so well. ' think I have always loved you. Jack." Ten days later she receives a note, over which she smiles, as it has been but a few hours since he left her: To Mrs. Jack Hannatord (that will be): When did you say that you would- form that composite which will make you Madam Me. I want to see a statement of tbe fact in your own writing. Yours, Jack, To which she answers ; You spoke of next month when you were here. Let it be the 12th. With all my love and sympatdy for tbe terrible future before you. Lovingly, T Cara. Washington Star. WISE WORDS. Ther is no worse thief than a aA book. We want not time, but diligence, for great performances. ' A man may be young in years, but old in hours if he improves them. The best things in life cannot be bor rowed, they must be all our own. in lorcune never crushed that man whom good fortune deceived not. A bra:n m'jxlit as well be stuffed with sawdust as with unused knowledge. It is not what we know that makes education, jt is the use we make of it. Age does not depend upon years, but upon what experience has taught us. He who has less then he desires should know that he has more than he deserves. Act well at the moment, and you have performed a good action to all eternity. Those who. would thoroughly know themselves have a life work before them. It is better to be doubtful than to de pend wholly upon the wisdom of others. You are as great and grand as any body else, if you have a great and grand soul. Who would have time to study theories, if existing facts were first di gested? o Knowledge is like money; the more it is circulated the more people get the benefit of it. " Service is the end of n;an. Service is the necessity of man. Service is the slorv of man. -The more heated the discussion be tween friends, the cooler their subse quent relations. If we hope for things of which w have not thoroughly considered the valueour disappointment will be greater than our pleasures in the fruition of them. . . A Poet of Taste. I never had a sweet gazelle To glad me with its soft black eye But I would love it passing well. Baked in a rich and crusty pie. If I could have a bird to love And nestle sweetly in my breast, . All other nestling birds above," Tl- l.U.m -- PFnA ...... wrsviil1 Via tViat Philadelphia News, i PLUCKY GIRLS. Western Damsels Who Manage Ranches and Run for Office. The Phenomenal Success the Idaho "Horse Queen." of The girls of the Northwest are pecul iarly self-independent and self-reliant, declares a correspondent of the New Orleans Times, writing from Fort. Ke ogh, Montana. There may or may not be something - in the atmosphere that produces the - change in them, but cer tain it is that soon after their arrival from the states, from timid, frightened and half-scared creatures, they soon blossom out into self-supporting land holders and farmers, and even go so far as to run for political offices. One girl not far from here" came to Montana from a Chicago- dry-goods store, where she was getting a miserable pittance as salesgirl for sixteen hours work a day, and working six days out of the seven. She first went to Bozeman as a school teacher. From school teacher she came boldly out as a candidate for county school superintendent, for whichoffi.ee a 4 'brute of a man" was her only op ponent. Beauty and cheek won the race, however, and the man was awfully snowed under, and has not been seen or heard' ' of since. Another girl came West about four years ago and took up a homestead claim on Middle Creek. Matters progressed so favorably that she proved up on time the limit allowed by law, 640 acres, and then started in to raise sheep. In thi3 venture the gods favored her, until the young and enterprising damsel was compelled to have an overseer for, her flocks and herds. Thereupon she sat down and wrote to Irer lazy brother in the East, who was out of a job, paid hi3 fare out and made him overseer. Now it happened that . the adjoining claim was owned by a young bachelor who also had a great many young lambs, &c, in his own right. The two minded their flocks in company for some time, and finally agreed to join fortunes. In stead of two farms of 640 acres each these happy wool-growers now control 1280 acres of the richest land in the northwest, and their flocks roam in company as they used to do, only now they bear one brand instead of two, a3 of yore. As a matter of fact, there are between 1500 and 2000 ladies in the northwest today who are interested in one way or another in ranch and stock property. Many of them come right out and ac knowledge their brands over ' their own names, while many others again are-interested in stock running under other names, and in which they are vir tually silent partners. The history of their success, too,' is not so very strange. Beginning years ago with a few milch cows, living within their in come and attending strictly to business, a decade of time, with no particular or special drawbacks to speak of, is bound to make sooner or later, wealthy women of them all. One of the most remarkable instance of this kind is the experience of Mis3 Catherine Wilkins, of Owyhee County, Idaho, popularly known as the "Idaho Horse Queen." When she was a baby her father iavested $40 for her in a fillv. and from this simple beginning all her subsequent wealth has come. Now that "Kitty" is of age, she finds her time pretty well occupied in looking after her large band of Percherons, Morgan3, Hambletonians and Normans, 700 or 800 all told, besides a large herd of cattle, which also belongs to her in her own right. Still her taste runs to horses, as there is more money in it, and the wild, free life connected with the ranching of them has some thing decidedly fascinating about it. Again, a fine, fat steer on the range is worth about $2(7, while on the other hand a good horse is worth, at the very least, $100, an 1 as an animal, so far as range and feed and care arc concerned, one horse, successfully raised, repre sents five head of beef stock, and all for one-fifth the trouble of handling five steers. Miss Wilkins employs about thirty-five herders and cowboys to rouad up and look after her stock. Girh of all ages, from twelve years to sixty are rustlers . in this latitude. Ia Valley Creek is the ranch of W. N. Miller, who semi-annually rounds up and cuts out from hi herd cattle suita ble for beef. Oa all of these trips the thrifty ranch man is accompanied by hb twelve-year-old daughter, who -assists generally in rounding up tha herd and in keeping her father company. She is a fearless rider, this twelve-year-old child, and can go scampering across the prarie on tha back of her beautiful cay me pony at a rate of speed that would astonish some of our modern paper fox-hunters in the East. On the other hand, a sturdy matron of some fifty summers, whose husband was away in she mountains prospecting, came riding into Livingstone a short time ago bound on a mission of impor tant business. From her saddle bow hung a Winchester rifle while" tha sad- aie pocjteis were uuea wun ammuni- tion. Evidently this lady was emi&ent ly able to care fox herself under all cirr cumstances. .: The journey in and out was over - 100 miles, which she performed successfully alone and unaided, Without company of any kind save her horse. v Chinese Secret Chambers. Work will be commenced in El Paso, Texas, in a short time on Federal building for a postof5.ee and custom house, for which aa appropriation of $150,000 has been made by Congress. .The site selected for the building is near the centre of the city, on St. Louis and Oregon streets, and is still occu pied at present by an extensive old adobe structure one story high, cover ing an entire block, into which aro crowded together several hundred Chinese and where all their peculiar in dustries are pursued. There are plenty of laundries in this rambling old-building, a number of groceries, joss houses, Chinese physi cians' headquarters, while it was gen erally known that opium smoking and fantan playing was being carried on at a colossal rate, but the latter unlawful pursuit could never be traced to the building. , The last few days orders have been given by the former owners of the land that the buildiug must be vacated so that the property could be turned over to-the United States. This order has created the greatest conster nation among the Chinese inhabitants, and they are in as terrible an uproar as a beehive is when a foreign animal in trudes into it. The cause of this scare has just leaked out. The whole of the region has been undermined by secret tunnels and ex cavated rooms, in which not only opium smoking and gambling has been carried on, but other, dark deeds perpetrated; without the white population of the cities, and even the owners of the real estate, having suspicion of what was go ing on. It is said that the Chinese have been in the habit of keeping the bodies of those of their countrymen who died in these subterranean chambers, and boiled the skeletons "clean of flesh, and then sending them carefully packed in trunks to San Francisco, as occasion offered, for transhipment to China for permanent burial." , When in a few days from now the buildings are torn down and the ground excavated for the foundations of the massive structure that i3 to stand there, developments will be made that will as tonish this community. Last year a Chinese laundry standing near the track at the Southern Pacific Railroad depot .burned down at night, and when the next morning persons repaired to the spot they saw underneath what had been the floor of the dwelling avast ex cavation, in which the charred remains of the mass of gambling paraphernalia were visible. The owner of the lot from whom the Chinese rented the building had not been aware Of the secret cham ber which his tenants had constructed. -Globe -Democrat. J Tea Drinking and the Teeth. Some years since, when on' duty at recruiting stations in the north of Eng land, I took observation on the great amount of disease and loss of the teeth existing among the clas3 of men offering themselves. It became a cause of re jection of itself ia great numbers. As far as inquiries went I wa3 led to trace it to the excessive tea drinking indulged in by the working classes in the manu facturing towns, and this went on all; through the day, whether with food or not. In fact, instead of 5 o'clock tea beiag the invention of the upper classes, it was found to exist to aa injurious ex tent in the working classes long before that time. Tea seems to have a pe culiar tendency to cau?e hypersemia in the tooth sacs, leading to inflammation and, eventually, abscess of the fang, with, of course, dentralgia at every stage. Whether this special tendency was due to theine or taanin having an elective affinity for dentine it is not possible for me to say. It would be curious to. know if medical men, practicing in such manufacturincr di3 tricts, had observed the deterioration of teeth to be coircident with tea drink ing. f British Medical Journal. Buried in a Gold Mine. A very remarkable incident occurred at the burial of Jame3 Robinson, who died at Matthsws' station, North Caro lina. He had been engaged in gold mining all hi3 life, and had for a losg time managed the Baltimore and North Carolina mine, in Mecklinburg county, North Carolina. He was buried in Pleasant Grove church. The gravedig gers had just completed the grave when their picks uncovered a vein of rich gold ore. The old miner was literally laid at rest in a gold mine. -Atlanta Con stitution. - Face to Face. Ton wouldn.t think," he said, in dicating a gentleman across the street, that that ordinary, commonplace look ing person has many times stared death unflinchingly in the face." "Why, no, is he a desperate charac ter?". - 4Not very; heV aa undertaker." New York Sun. SCIENTIPIC SCE APS. A new steamer, the Empress, on. th Dover-Calias route, is expected to cross the English channel in fifty, minutei. Late observers have found that the temperature of a wire conveying, elec tric currents varies "with the air-pressures surrounding it. 1 ' . The thistle at the Antipodes seems to attain a most vigorous .-" growth. " Its root penetrates a depth of from twelve to twenty feet, and this root, even when cut into small pieces, retains vitality, each root producing a new plant; . To make an ink for hand-stamps that will not injure the rubber: Mix and dissolve two to four drams of analine color, ia fifteen ounces alcohol; add fif teen ounce glycerine. The solution is poured on the cushion and rubbed ia with a brush. .Professor Schmidt, a German scientist has hit upon the plan of cutting off pieces of living sponge and planting them in a suitable place in the sea, as if they were willow twigs. In this way he has succeeded at the ead of thtf ee years in producing 4000 sponges, at a cost of $45. ' . An approximate idea of the amount of manganese contained in steiel can be ascertained by means of the magnet. A magnet capable of lifting thirty pounds of idinary steel or iron will only lift a few milligrams if the metal contain twenty per cent, of manganese. So small a quantity as eight per cent, of manganese will nearly neutralize the magnetic attraction. A company organized several years ago for the production of hydrogen by means of passing superheated steam over red-hot iron discovered that in thh pro cess the surface of the iron i3 affected in such a way as to successfully resist rust ing. Experimenting further, they claim to have found a method for protecting iron and steel from atmospheric and chemical corrosion.'' ; An interesting collection of commer cial products, made by Dr. Forbes Wat son, has been acquired by University College, Dundee. It contains some 7500 samples, embracing between 700 and 800 fibres, over 500 dyes and dye-stuffs, 500 oils and oil-seeds, 600 or 700 gums, resins and guttas, nearly 2000 medicinal Eubstances, and more than as many samples of food-stuffj. A cobra bite has been cured. Dr. Richards, as reported by the India Daily News, was handling a cobra with the intention of .extracting some poison, when he was bitten on the finger. He cut it open to the bone above the. wound, and applied perman ganate of potash, put ona ligature, and hurried off for advice. Another doctor opened the wound and cauterized it with nitric acid, and Dr. Richards hat recovered. . A resident of Cartwright, Canada, has invented a machine for catching and kilhng potato-bugs. It resembles a wheelbarrow with a fan on each side of it, and is propelled in the same way. It is wheeled between two ; rows of plants from which the fans sweep the bugs against a centreboard, on striking which they fall between two rapidly revolving rollers, and are crushed to a pulp. The motive power is obtained from the wheel It works effectively. . Dr. Talmagc's Busy Life. "I deliver, on an average, five ad dresses every week in the year," said the Rev. T. DeWitt Talmage a few evenings since ".Each of these must be an original production, for the reason that the newspaper men follow me "up so closely. On account of this espion age I cannot make use of an original idea more than oace. Still I do not feel a material strain from this work. The reason why I indulge in so much metaphor and simile is that I naturally think ia'figures of speech ia fact, they crowd upon me so fast that I am obliged to interpret them to myself before ut tering the thought I wish to express. This intellectual labor never causes me to lose a wink of sleep. My sermons are dictated to a stenographer some ten days in advance of their delivery, and are always on their way to my readers before my Tabernacle audience hears them. "Not lono: since I paid a visit to v the Mercantile Library in New York. In looking over the file3 of newspapers I saw a four column article about a won derful cane which I possessed. The Writer went on to say h9 saw me one pleasant evsniag sitting in Union square twirling a cane ia my hand. Now, the fact i that I never was in Union square In my life, aadnevar have I carried a cane. But I 'must compliment the author on th3 ingenious tale which he wove from his imagination about the imaginary cane. ' "The fact is that a man who occupies my position and who talks as often in public cannot help giving hints to a close olserver of his inner life. These facts are seized upon by bright news paper men and wovea into very enter taining stories. But I do not object to the use of my name ia connection with this kind of fiction. It is usually harm less and always pleasing." New York 8515. Her Letter. "So her I am writing 'at home, dear, And you so far away, And when you read the letter, I wonder what you will say. The green leaves whisper around me, 's " -The nightingales sing above, Just as they did that day, dear, When you told me all your love f "I can see her, he fondly whispered. As he sat by the far camp-fire, And read and read htr letter . With heart that could never tir "I can see her true eyes shining As she leans on her little hand, And gazes and dreams about me Here in this distant landi" , . ' ' - . -The bugle rang out at midnight, The fight was lost ere morn, . ' He fell, with his oldbattalion, v Leading a hope forlorn; - ' While at home the sun is shining, And the roses of June unfold, But the maiden is quietly weeping As she dreams htr dream of old. . CCasselTs Magazine, HUMOROUS. Tha road to ruin The side door A soar spot Aa eagle's nest. High license A balloonist's" permit ti navigate the air. To make a long story short, send it t the editor of a newspaper. The tin can does not point a moral, but it very frequently adorns a tail.' It was the lady .who thought she wal going to swoon who had a faint sus picion. ' There is something peculiar about gravity in the earth it attracts whil in men it repels. - . "How did you leave Kansas?" "By rail I was the only passenger, and there was only one rail." Many men with plenty of money ia their pockets find themselves "strap ped" in a crowded horse car. "Well," .said an undertaker, fTxn not much of a fighter, but when It comes to boxing I can easily lay out any man. it 'Tapa, give me a quarter to buy some perfume," pleaded a little girl. Not a scent," replied the gruff and cruel daddy. - - A boarding house keeper announces in one of the papers that ho has "a" cottage to let containing eight rooms and an acre of land," Dude (bad pay) That stripe looks well hso does this. What would you prefer for yourself if you were choos ing? Long suffering tailor A check. Youngster "Papa, what Is a revenue cutter?'' Fond parent (a hard-working clerk) "The individual who employs me, my child. He has just reduced my salary." - . - ; -- - smanesi acre ns in me iiuriu. The smallest sere wi in the world are made in a watch factory. There can be no doubting that assertion on any score. . They are cutfrom steel wire by machine, but as the chips fall-down from the knife it looks as if the operative was simply cutting up the wire for fun. One thing is certain, no screws can be seen, and yet a ; screw is made every third operation. next thing to being invisible, and to the naked eye it looks like dust. With a glass, howeve. it is seen to be a small screw, with 2G0 threads to the 'inch, and with a very fine glasi the threads may ba seen very clearly. These little screws are 4-1000th of an inch in diame- ter, and thV heads are double thj size. It is estimated that an -ordinary lady's thimble would hold 100, 000 of these tiny little screws. About. 1, 000, 000 of them are made a montn, cut no attempt is lever made to count them. In determining the number 100 of them are placed oa a very delicate bal ance, and the number of tho whole amouat i3 determined by the weight of these. All of tho small parts of the watch are counttd in this way, probab lv fiftv out oAhe 120. - -j After being cut the screws are hard ened and put in frames, about one hun dred to th9 frame, heads up. Thh is done very rapidly, but entirely by sense of touch instead of sight, so that a blind man could doit just as well as the owner of the sharpsst eye3. The heads are then po'.hhed in an automatic machine, 10,000 at a time. The" plate on which they are polished i3 covered with oil and a grinding compound, and on this the machine moves tbem rapidly by reversing motion, ua til they are fully polished. (New York Telegram. . Her Other Face. ' A Sixteenth street lady was calling on a K street lady the other day, and the small daughter of the house kept mtlritin tfvATinrl hAv anrl sfnivlnt Haw 1 . o head intently. Finally the caller be came so nervous she took tha child in her lap. "Well, Fannie," she said, "what is it? You seem to be looking for somethiag.'S Wy w'y," hesi- , your otner lace." . "tvnat ao you . . . . . . rtTTf . Y f mean? 1 don't understand," said the puzzled visitor. Oh, mamma said you were two-faced, but I don't see only one. You haven't got two faces, have y0U" Washington Critic ;
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