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BEFORE WE GREW SO.:CRA.Y r Before we grew so gray, you knotr, Wo used to ploy together TJp in the attic when the clouds Were black with rainy weather; And where the sunshine shifted throujslt The leaves where wo were singing t used to toss you high in air. Upon tho limb a-swinging. I can recall the tints that cam: Upon your brow so blushing' Methinks I feel within to-night The same old rills a-gushing. Ah 1 e'en the touch of just your hand. Comes to me like tho grasping Of flesh and blood and lovo I held. Securely to me clasping. Our hearts wero gay in by-gone aayl When we both went a-llaying, Before the band of time had laid Its frost on strands so graying. Twas in the sweet, delightful lapse Of days whose skies were golden- Whose skies a-tint with youthful dream- Bespoke the days of olden, STou used to say you loved me thee Ah' has your heart delayed you? you're old and gray, and so am I— Your glances have betrayed you, You touch my hand, it is tho samo I felt when we together Ployed hide and seek beneath tho eaves When rainy was the weather. You lay your head upon my breast- Your lips are sweet the same, deal As they were once in days agone When I was wont to claim, dear, Their ov'ry sip while holding close Your hand when wo went Maying; Dear wife I No time can chill our heart! Though frost our hair is graying. —H. S. Keller, in Chicago Suit. THE YOUNG WIFE. BY HELEN FOKItEST GRAVES* \I am the most miserable girl in the world!\ said Madeline, i Kate Oilutt opened her eyes. ' \You Mnd!\ she cried, incredulously. \You just married to a handsome young fellow, the man of jour heart—you, only eighteen—you, with a face like Hebe! Oh, come! who do you think is going to believe this nonsense?\ Madeline sighed. ' \I'm only eighteen,\ said she, \that's very true. I've the longer to live and endure all these trials. I'm married to Christopher Morange, but he's gone away on a six months' voyage to Japan, leav­ ing me with my mother-in-law'\ \But I've always heard that she's a nice old lady, and Chris is tho very ap­ ple of her eye, so that, of course, she'll take the tendcrest cure of his wife.\ Madeline shook her curly head. \I never can get along with Mother Jlorange,*' whispered she. \Madeline!\ \Well it s true. She's as neat as wax, and I'm a dreadful little sloven. She •wants me to be a spick-aud-span house­ keeper, aud I hate it all. She's foreever trying to make me understand what u great promotion I have attained to in marrying her son, and I naturally sup­ pose that if I wasn't entirely equal to the position, Chris never would have raised mo to it. Oh, I can't stand Mother Morange!\ \Madeline you are a goose'\ \But that isn't the worst of it, Kate,\ •whispered the pretty young bride, nest­ ling close to her iiiend. \I've no money.\ t \No money, Madeline?\ \Chris told me whenever I wanted any money to go to his mother. Oh, Kate,_I can't do that!\ \It was very thoughtless of your hus­ band, Madeline,\ said Miss Offutt, gravely. \So I've sold tho ruby ring that was my mother's, nnd the bracelet with the opal eye that CJrondmotber Penrhyer gave me, and now I've nothing left to sell. And I'm so tired of Mrs. Morange's lec­ tures on economy and exhortations on housekeeping 1 I shall say or do some­ thing dreadful before long, I urn sure. Only think,she has ordered a whole pieco of linen sheeting, and we're to begin hemstitching it right awayl And I am to take a course of cooking lessons under her supervision, and I am to be taught clear­ starching and account keeping, and a Preach method of darning stockings that won't show the mend—I, that never could endure a needle, nnd can neither knit nor sew I\ \Tell her so, dear,\ advised Knto Offutt. \I did tell her so. 'Please don't set me to work like that,' said I, in despera­ tion. '1 shall be perfectly wretched. I never could sew, and I hate housekeep­ ing.' ••' \What did she say?\ \Oh she made big spectacled eyes at me and spoke such a speech I 'My dear,' said she, 'you seem to forget the sacrifice which my son, Captain Morauge, made •when he married a penniless, insignifi­ cant chit like you, instead of Miss Zoo Gardner with u fortune, who was quite ready to snap at him. You forget what you owe him i n every way. A wife who cannot earn money ought to save it.' And then—it was shockingly undigni­ fied, I know, but I couldn't help it—I burst out crying and said: 'I wish Miss Zoe had snapped at him and caught him, too!' And Mother Morange said I was a wicked, sinful girl, and she was qu- quite right. But oh, I am so unhappy? Kate, I want you to do me a great, great favor. I want you to take me back to the city with you, and give me n place in your business.\ Miss Offut, the managing editress of a popular ladies' monthly, looked some­ what surprised at this proposal. \Oh I can do lots of things,\ pleaded Madeline, \so long as i t isn't hemstitch­ ing and French darning, and s o long as I haven't a mother-in-law to stand over me. I atn sure I can lenrn to read proofs, and I've often heard you tell what hard work it was to read manu­ script and pass judgment on it. Couldn't you teach me to do. that?\ \You dear little Baby Butterfly!\ said Miss Offutt, laughing. \You haven't jin idea what you arc talking about. Revise proof, in­ deed—and manuscript! Perhaps you'll be wanting to write tho editorials next! But don't 'look so dismayed. I'll manage t o find something for you t o do. I know you write a beautiful hand, and there arc always tho wrappers t o direct until I can get some other work for you.\ \Oh Kate, thankyoul\ said Madeline, with a long breath. \I do so want to earn something for myself. I feel like a charity child. Of course Mother Mor­ ange won't bo pjeascd, but I don't care whether she i s or not 1\ And Madeline's dimpled face grew bard and set. ; \Quite urifemmine,'' said old Mrs: Morange, when the bride announced her reckless resolve. \I'm«~s'ure I don't know what my son will think 5 of such an arrangement. ~ I am supriscd that Miss Offutt'should lend herself to such mad folly. For my pirt, I entirely disap­ prove of it!\ But Madeline made up her obstinate young Jmind, and when Kate Offutt left Cornbury, she went with her to New York. \I'm sure, Baby Butterfly,\ said Kate, jestingly, \I don't know how you will ever manage to endure tho monotony of daily work. You that have never done anything but play all your life.\ \It can't bo half so hard as listening to Mother Morange's lectures,\ said Madeline. Fortunately Miss Offutt occupied a position in tho publishing house which rendered it possible for her to make things very easy and comfortable for the forlorn young wife. The hours were shortened—the pay lengthened. Kate contrived to keep near her a good deal, but nevertheless Madeline did not seem quite huppy. \What are you looking so sober about, Baby Butterfly?\ Kate asked her ono afternoon, after a long day's work. \Was I looking sober, Kate?\ \You little fraud, you know* that you were!\ \To tell the truth, Kate, I've been ' thinking all day long—thinking that, perhaps, Chris would be annoyed at my leaving his mother's care and protec­ tion.\ \Yes I think that's extremely likely,\ said Miss Oilutt, leaning back in the big leather-cushioned chair and bending, the office ruler back aud forth. \But you know you were determined t o come.\ \Yes and it is so nice to spend money that I have earned myself 1\ said Made­ line, gleefully. \But—oh Kate, there comes the office boy with a telegram 1 It's for me—I know it is I Something has happened to Chris!\ \Nothing of the sort,\ said Miss Offutt, leisurely. \It's your mother-in- law, my dear—down with typhoid fever!\ \I must go to her,\ said Madeline, starting up. \Is that an absolute necessity?\ asked Miss Oilutt. \Thero are plenty of trained nurses to be had.\ \But I am Chris's wife. Nobody should take care of Chris's mother but his wife!\ cried Madeline. \Dear Kate, look at tho railroad guides. Find out how I can quickest reach Cornbury.\ So Miss Offutt lost her new assistant, and young Mrs. Morange went back to the old stone house which was so indis- solubly connected in her mind with didactic lectures and spectacled glances of reproof. Her poor mother-in-law lay there, burning with fever, and lost i n lapses of delirium, but through it all she kept calling ceaselessly for \Madeline I Made­ line'\ \Iloved her!\ she repeated, over and over again. \I loved her, but somehow I couldn't make her know it, and now she has gone and left us! What will Caristopher say? It was wrong—I know now that it was wrong—but I did it for best. And she has gone and left me! Madeline' Madeline! Will no one bring her back?\ But when her son's wife at last reached her and sat beside her bed, with a cool hand on the fever-throbbing brow, she became quieter, and from the moment ol the crisis a steady improvement set in Madeline went to the big linen press in the closet one of those first days, tc get some of the lavender-scented towel! which her mother-in-law had worked with a big old English \M\ in crimsot embroidery silk, when n paper package fell out from under the folds. Involuntarily she glanced at it, and read the label, in her husband's strong, dark haudwriting: \For Madeline.\ \It's money,\ she said to herself. \It's bankbills!\ For a moment she looked nt it with blurred eyes and quivering lips. \Chris meant this for me,\ she thought, \and I never got it.\ But she put it back again without a word, and resumed her tender task of nursing. \Madeline!\ Four or five weeks had ttragged themselves slowly by. Mrs. Morange was up aod dressed and sitting in the pale October sunshine, while a cluster of tuberoses in a vase beside her shed a bpicy fragrance through the room. \Yes mother!\ softly uttered the younger man. \I like to hear you call me 'mother, Madeline. You never used to.\ \I never felt it before, mother!\ \You've been very good to me,child,\ said tho old woman, wistfully. \I should have been dead and in my grave if it hadn't been for your good nursing. There was love in your touch. I felt it all the time. It kept drawing me back from the grave.\ Madeline took the wrinkled old hand into hers. \Mother said she, \let's forget tho past. Let us begin anew!\ \But I haven't told you all,Madeline,\ faltered Mrs. Morange. \When Chris went away he left me a lot of money for your use. 1—I—never gave it to you. I wanted to teach you to be economi­ cal.\ \I know it, mother,\ Baid Madeline. \I found the roll of bills one day while I was looking out some linen for you.\ \And you never said anything about it?\ \No mother.\ \And you will keep my secret?\ \Yes mother.\ \Kiss me, Madcliiv-,\ said the old lady, with a quivering lip. ''Fcrgivo me, and be very sure that such a thing shall not happen again. I understand you now, and I comprehend what a mis­ take I havo made.\ At that instant a shadow darkened tho colorless sunshine, and looking up Made- lino saw her young husband standing up on the threshold smiling on the group. In an instant she was in his arms. \And so Baby Butterfly is transcon- dently happy after all,\ said Miss Offutt, at her desk in New York, a3 she read a many paged letter. \Well I always knew things would come right at last \ —Saturday Niylit. THE SACRED CITY. A PLACE WHERE PEOPLE PRAY BY MACHINERY. Tho Mongolian Settlement of Our;ra- Au immense Idol—The Queer I'rayer Wheels aud Prayer Books. The Suqar Bowl places the Louisiana cane sugar crop for 1890-91 at 190,000 tons' against 128,000 tons the previous year. The total beet-sugar crop of the world it estimates at 3,670,000 tons; the total cane crop of the world at 2,320,000 tons. Something over $5,000,000 is said to have been expended in Pennsylvania in a year on the repair of roads. Ourga, tho sacred city, or, as it is called by tho Mongolians, \Bogdo Ku- rene\—which means the settlement of tho Bogdo—though it contains nearly fifteen thousand inhabitants, cannot, even by the wildest stretch of the imagi­ nation, be called a city with any archi­ tectural pretensions to beauty. With tho exception of the Chinese portions of it, only a small part, its streets consist of mere rows of high wooden palisades, which enclose tho space in the centre of which is erected tho inevitable \yourt for so nomadic is the Mongol by nature that, even when settled here in tho capital, his old in­ stincts compel hidi to continue dwelling in his original tent. The effect, there­ fore, of these long monotonous rows of rough logs, relieved at regular intervals by tall wooden doors, all exactly of the same pattern, is indescribably dreary; and were it not for the two or three largo open spaces where the bazar is daily held, there would be but little to see, for Ourga has but few \lions;\ there is really only one building of any pretension in the place, and that is the large wooden Buddhist temple which snshrines the huge gilt-bronze figure ilcdicated to the apostle \Maidha.\ Either the Mongols don't know or wou't tell—most probably the former; but, at my rate, I was unable to find out any­ thing about the mysterious figuro, or how or when the immonse mass of metal was brought to the Desert city. It is certainly not less than forty feet in height, and is in the familiar seated position in which Buddha is always rep­ resented. The body and extremities of this immeuse figure are draped in yellow silk, and are almost lost i n the surround­ ing obscurity, but the face itself, which is surmounted by a majestic crown, is lighted up by a hidden window in front of it; so it stands out in foreshortened relief against the darkness of the dome, which gives it a certain weird appear­ ance that is somewhat increased by the eyes being painted a natural color. Still, Ourga is most interesting, rep­ resenting as it docs one of the stand­ points of the Mongol Buddhist faith, and the capital of u fast disappearing nation; for here is the abode of that most holy of holy personages, the \Bogdo of Kur- ene,\ aud long and weary are the pil­ grimages lrequently made by devout Mongols for a glimpse of this mysterious man. Among the principal features of Our­ ga are the \prayer-wheels which ore placed for public use i n most of the big open spaces. These wheels, or rather hollow wooden cylinders, are placed un­ der cover of rough wooden sheds, and present at first sight a very curious ap­ pearance. Most of them are covered with Tibetan inscriptions; all are com­ pletely tilled with prayers written on pieces of paper. In order to pray, all that is nesessary —beyond, of course, a sincere faith in what you are doing—is to walk round anel round, inside the shed, and turn the cylinder with you; the more it turns the better. Many of the old people, while operating the large wheel with one hand, at the sane time diligently turn a small portable one with tho other. Many of the wheels were very large, so that several people could pray together; but most of them were small, aud evidently were only used for private communion, the sheds in many instances being dec orated with odds and ends of silk and bits of rags, intended as offerings to Buddha. Apart from the wheels are the \pray­ er-boards,\ also placed for public use in various parts of tho city, and on which are continually to be seen prostrate fig­ ures lying on their faces, and thus litsr- ally humbling themselves to the very dust. From a little distance, these boards present a very ludicrous appear­ ance, which so reminded me of the familiar spring-board in a swimming bath that I never pass them without an inward grin—if you can imagine what that is—for any outwartl sign of mirth at the strange proceedings would probably get me into trouble. The whole action of the people using them was exactly like that of a person preparing to make a run along the board and take a \header\ rather than a prelude to a de­ votional exercise. I don't think I was ever in a more strangely religious place than Ourga. Everywhere, at the most unexpected places, at all times, one ofton saw peo­ ple throwing themselves suddenly face downward, full length on the ground, saying their prayers, just as the tit took them, I suppose, these curious pro­ ceedings attracting no attention. Many a time I have been riding quietly along, when all of a sudden my horse would be made to swerve violently by some hideous old man or woman, who was seized just in front of his feet. And their devotions do not end here, for every \yourt however humble, not only con­ tains a fnmily wheel, but is decorated outside with innumerable prayer-flags, or rather bits of rag, tied onto strings sus­ pended from poles all around the palisades. Till I was informed what they were, I took them for bird-scares, for they could not, even by the wildest stretch of the imagination, be taken for flags. If the Mongols were only a quarter as industrious in ordinary everyday pursuits as they are in their religion, the Chinese would not, as they do, monopolize all the trade of the country, while its in­ habitants sit about twirling their prayer- wheels quite content if they only earn °nougn to keep them from day to day. Queer Animals. Haynes Thomas, the Broad street colored man, who is famous for collect­ ing curious animals, birds, etc., has now a collection which he will send to the Piedmont Exposition in Atlanta. Haynes has a three-legged turkey, the third leg growing out of the right leg. He also has a snake twenty inches in circumfer­ ence and eight and a half feet long. It is a Mexican striper. An opossum, trained to do almost anything, is also in his menagerie.— Rome (Qa.) Tribune. Two hundred and fifty thousand boxes of oranges will be grown upon Louisiana orange groves this year. Eighty-five thousand trees will bear the crop. \Grave Toiling\ In China. ' The queerest industry in the ghostly lino i n China is \grave telling,\ writes William E. S. Fales, the Chinese expert now in '.ho Orient. When tho average Mongolian reaches manhood's estate one ofhis'first ambitions is to have a nice and comfortable grave. The moment he has the requisite cash he consults one or more \grave-tellers.\ These are old scholars, whose scholarship has 'not been appreciated by the public at large, or who have fallen from graco by gambling, opium smoking or other vices, and who earn a precarious living from astrology, clairvoyance and similar \supernatural\ sciences. The philosopher, after receiv­ ing a fee whose amount is proportional to the wealth of his client, consults his mystic books, draws an incomprehensi­ ble diagram with points and straight lines and announces the day on which it will be fungsuey (good luck) to visit certain cemeteries and burial sites. The day arrived, the parties aro on hand, no matter what tricks the weather may play. I have seen them in a rocky pass where the thermometer was 125 de grees and in a marsh knes deep in mud when the rain was an ice-cold deluge. They come dressed in their best clothes, newly washed and shaven. \The grave- tellers\ nre equipped with books, dia­ grams, paper and a\ forked rod, strangely resembling the divining-rod with which our ancestors songht springs and veins of ore. The search begins with prayer, and then comes a weary walk and talk, somotirnes lasting hour3. The site is finally picked out. Often two or three sites are selected, so that in case the use of ono is prevented by unforeseen cir­ cumstances another one will be ready. The client arranges with the owner of the land and the authorities, and is then prepared to die in peace. The practice is universal and as old as Chinese civiliza­ tion. Its influence upon the people is something tremendous.— Chicago Herald. Dying, He Thousrlit of His Fiddle. \I was in the terrible wreck on the West Shore road n few weeks ago,\ said a gentleman at Chamberlin's to a Wash­ ington Post man, \in which sixteen people wero killed and about thirty injured. The horrors of tho ghastly occurrence will never fade from my memory. Yet, amid all the scenes of anguish—the distorted faces of the dead and the groins of the wounded—an in cident came under my notice that mado me laugh in spite af the grewsome sur­ roundings. \I was working for dear life to ex­ tricate from tho wreck a young fellow who belonged to the orchestra of a traveling show. He was pinioned by heavy timbers, and when taken out was writhing in agony, as most any man would be whoso leg was fractured in three places. His body was constracted by successive cramps, but he did not murmur. I thought his hours on earth were few. \He motioned me to bend near him, which I did, thinking he had some last message he wanted conveyed to his wife or sweetheart. The flames from the cars, that had taken fire shortly after the accident, shed a sickly light over tho poor fellow's pallid face. His hero­ ism touched me deeply and my heart went out to him. ' 'What can I do for you?' I whis­ pered. 'Is there any word you wish sent to your family?' \ 'Friend.' he answered softly, 'won't you please hurry into that car yonder and get my fiddle before it burns up? It is an old Cremona and I can't afford to lose it.'\ A Pet Turtle. In the town of Patten, Me., a plac3 distant fro.n tide-water over ninety miles, thero is a great curosity, known as the \turtle's nest.\ For fifty-two years a turtle has come annually to the nest to deposit her cgg3. Over half a century ago she selected her nest, then in an open field, but now in a yard in front of a residence. A relative of the owner of the house branded the date, 1841, upon the turtle's back and it can be plainly traced now. She comes about the same date each ycar,and her first few days are passed in inspecting the ancient nest, the yard and surroundings. Later she digs a hole in the ground aud there deposits her eggs, but as many were carried away and the others often disturbed, only about a dozen of tho eggs hatched out. The owner of the house has ten- of the little turtles, none more than twice the size of a pos­ tage stamp. The old turtle always departs nfter laying the eggs, the warm sand and sua serving as an incubator. This turtle has been seen at tho Drew Deadwater, on the Matawamkeag River, fully fifty miles away from the nest. Her wsight varies from thirty to thirty- five pounds, and it is said she was largo wheu branded as she is now. Each June she comes to Patten and is always welcomed by old and young.— St. Louis Republic. Safe-Makers Versus Burglars. They are manufacturing a steel vault in New York which will successfully re­ sist the tools of the burglars. That is, it will offer more resistance than any­ thing of the kind now on the market. 'It is a race between the manufacturer and the burglar,\ said a manufacturer, ' 'and the manufacturer is always a good distance ahead. An ordinary burglar- proof safe is supposed to be proof against the operations of a burglar from Satur­ day afternoon to Monday morning. If it won't stand that it isn't a. burglar-proof safe. But give a burglar time enough— two or three days, or two or three weeks —without interruption and he'll manage to get into any safe. So with jjhat steel vault. No burglars ever lived who could get into that vault in a week unless they were permitted to work openly and al­ lowed plenty of necessary tools. But a vault must also present reasonable de­ fense against a mob. The millions of dollars cash and securities that will be stored in such a vault would be the first object of attack from a mob. But when a mob can hold possession of a city long enough to enable anybody to crack that steel vault, tho City is gone—there won't be anything else left worth having.\- Atlanta Constitution. A Beautiful Gold Fern Leaf. The largest specimen of leaf or fern gold ever eeen was found near Walla Walla, Washington. It is valued at $300 for the gold in i t alone, but to-day five times that amount, .would not pur­ chase it. The delicate tracery of the fern is as.fresh, beautiful and crystalline in appearance as ever) nature turned out of her laboratory, and jt-.is fully\ a 'foot sciuare.—irVw Meant'Democrat. STAR CLUSTERS. WHAT TELE GREAT LICK TELIS SCOPE DISCLOSES. Wonders ot the Nebular - Groups-\ Tho Remarkable Cluster in Hercules — Discoveries Never Before Made. Writing of tho performance of the great thirty-six-inch telescopo at the Lick Observatory, Professor Holden said, \The famous cluster in Hercules, where Messier declared he saw no star, is one mass of separate individual points. Tho central glow of nebulosity is thoroughly separated into points,\ and by so saying he gave that telescope the very highest praise. Now, it may bo asked why should it be s o wonderful that tho great telescope should separate the stars in that cluster, and what is a star cluster, and ire star clusters of any special impor­ tance? All these questions, and others related thereto, we are going to con­ sider. The star3, as seen with the telescope, that to the number of several millions bespangle the sky are not scattered uni­ formly. We see that while some regions ire comparatively bare of stars others contain stars in profusion. Sometimes we have a small group like the ploiades; sometimes we havo a stupendous region of the heavens strewn over with stars, as in the Milky Way. Such objects are called star clusters. We find every variety in the clusters. Sometimes the stars are remarkable for their brilliancy, sometimes for their enormous numbers, and sometimes for tbo remarkablo form in which they are grouped. Sometimes a star cluster i s adorned with brilliantly colored stars; sometimes the stars arc so close together that their separate rays cannot bo distinguished; sometimes the stars arc so minute or so distant that the cluster is barely distinguishable from tho nebula. Of all these clusters, the finest visible in the northern hemisphere is the cluster in Hercules, to which Professor Holden referred. This cluster is an extension and magnificent mass of stars with the most compressed part densely com­ pacted and wedged together under un­ known laws of aggregation. Our under­ standing strives in vain to answer the in­ quiry, what is the object of these thou­ sand on thousand suns? The mere aspect of this extensive aggregation is indeed enough to make the mind shrink with u sense of the insignificance of out little world. In tho great Lick telescope certain stni clusters exhibit an aspect such as mac before had never seen, and which foi magnificence baffles all description. One of its greatest achievements m this direction is the separation of the densest portion of this cluster into separate stars There are other objects which are more interesting, as the moon and Jupiter, Saturn is more curious, though personally I have never been able to se: much, if any, prettiness in him, but fot strict beauty the cluster in Hercules leads them all, even in so small an in strument. Dr. Nichol is reported at having said of it \Perhaps no one ever saw it for the first time through a telescope withoul uttering a shout of wonder.\ I remem­ ber once showing it to n German with the six-inch equatorial of the students observatory at Berkely. The night was quite a good one from an astronomica stand-point, and I had been showing him a number of fine objects. The moon especially showed up remarkablj well, but he had expressed no admir ntion in particular at anything, so 1 turned the telescope on this cluster. Il was near the zenith, and he had some slight tiouble in getting his eye in tho proper position, but as soon as he did fairly catch sight of the cluster he broke out \By Jove, you struck it rich this time.\ I had succeeded in kindling his latent enthusiasm at last. Most of the telescopic clusters appear to be arranged in globular form, thus causing the cluster to appear very dense and bright in the center, thining out graduallay to the adge. Fifty or sixty years ago it was thought that all the stars in a cluster wero suns as large as oi larger than our own sun, and dwarfed in­ to insignificance by distance. To-day the views of astronomers have changed. The late Mr. Proctor was of opinion thut the cluster in Hercules does not exceed in mass that of an average first-magnitude stur. This is rather au extreme view in the opposite direction. It was also thought sixty years ago that nebula:,liko the great nebula in Orion, were nothing but star clusters seen nt such an immense distance that our largest telescopes failed to separate the stars. It was expected that Lord Ross's six-foot reflector would be successful in resolving these, and it was even stated at one time, although entirely without foundation, that it had resolved the Orin nebula. But this was before the invention of tho spectroscope. With that instrument we are now ab ! e tc analyze the light coming from a body oi that sort,and tell at once whether it is a nebula or star cluster. For instance, the so called nebula in Andromeda has long been proved by the spectroscope to be a stur cluster, though no telescope can see it as such. It is possible to see a certain slight granular appearancs in the central part of the nebula under very favorable circumstances, and the writer once made it out with nothing more than a six-inch telescope.— Sun Frauc'stz. Chronicle. How a Singer Gave \Satisfaction.\ Incledon, the once famousf singer, never fought a duel, and^ he \never in­ tended to fight one. On one occasion some remarks of his gave offense to a man with whom the singer happened to fall into company, and the offended gentleman resolved to have \satisfac­ tion\ for his wrongs. Accordingly he hunted up Incledon the next afternoon, finding him at dinner in a noted hotel. \Mr. Incledon,\ said the waiter, \a gentleman wishes to see you, sir.\ \Show him up, then,\ said the singer. \Sir said the visitor, entering the room in a towering passion, \you have been making free with my name in a very improper manner, and I've come to demand satisfaction!\ After some par­ leying, Incledon rose, and striking a graceful attitude in the center of the room, began to sing \Black-Eyed SusaD,\ in his most delightful style. When he had finished the song, he said, coolly: \There sir, that has given com­ plete satisfaction to several thousand people, and > if, you want anything more,, I've \only to say you 4 re\'-'the' most unreasonable fellow \ I ever' met!'*~' Argonaut. r \ TIIcttfojft^ran'IndoTont , Judge. \Several years'ago;! before'tbe old dis strict c'odtts were done away/wfth,\ said S J. C. c /mpBell to a San\ Francisco Call reported \thero was.'.an oldfgcntleman occupying\*the- bench^m the^olc^ Fifth District who was exceedingly indolent, and during his term of office ho allowed the business of the court to fall behind. At last he died, aud as his successor a man was choosen who was celebrated chiefly as an inveterate tobacco-chewer and who6e knowledge of the law was extremely small. When he took the oath of office he inquired into the condition of the calendar, and when he learned how great was the number of cases awaiting decision he immediately or­ dered the clerks to lay all the papers be­ fore him. They were accordingly carried into the court-room and the newly elected Judge eyed them sharply for sev­ eral minutes. Reaching over, he grasped the first ono that came to his hand, and said: 'This one is decided for the de fondant.' \Another Tas taken, and laying it aside by itself, he remarked: 'And this one I give to the plaiutiff.' \In this way he disposed of every caso on the calendar, giving every other ver­ dict to the defendunt and the other to !jhe plaintiff. Strange as it may seem, it is still claimed in the old districts that the verdicts thus rendered were the most equitable ever delivered there, cither be­ fore or since.\ Cheap Reservoirs. Mr. C. D.'.Durbin says that the cbcnp est reservoir that a man can build ou his land for retaining water for irrigation purposes is a tunnel run into a hill. An apen reservoir in a canon or other suit- ible place'will lose one-third of its water during the summer from evaporation, while in a tunnel there is no loss. A small spring will supply :i tunnel with sufficient water for many purposes. He has illustrated this in a practical manner. On his own land at Mesilla Valley he ran i tunnel thirty-five feet long into a hill, in so doing tapping a spring; this tunnel he dammed up, leaviug a space thirty- five feet l:>ng and the size of the tunnel, which is about five by six feet, to be filled with water. The water he carried to his house in pipes and wc observed that it supplied his dwelling, another near by, his barn and drying house fot raisins, as well as irrigated quite a space devoted to flowers for a garden. He soys that the tunnel is the cheapest and best form, and that for each dollar ex peuded one can obtaiu a space equal to twenty-five cubic feet.— Ha-.iitific Amen can. A Heavy Metal. Tungsten is a metal beloaging to a rard group that, until recently, was little known outside of chemical laboratories Its practical value has been discovered but lately, when experiment proved tlmt a small proportion of it mixed with stce' made a composition of cxtraordiaur; clastic properties, especially suitable for the lining of very heavy guns, which are subjected to so enormous a strain in fir ing that steel liuing is soon fractured and spoilt. The German gun factories ab­ sorb most of the tungsten found in the A 'orld, and from being a mere curiosity seen only in the laboratory of the chem­ ist this rare metal has ucquired considera­ ble value Wolfram generally occurs in combination with iron in Europe, but it is also found in sheelite, or tungstate of lime. It is in the latter form that it oc­ curs in Otago. The metal itself is of a white color, extremely brittle and heavy, the specific gravity being 19 1, that ol gold being 19 '3. It will thus bo seen thut tungsten is a very heavy metal, be­ ing only very slightly lighter than gold. —iY<u> Orleans Picayune. The Dying Welsh Language. Welsh is said to be a fast dyiag lan guage. 'Fen or fifteen years ago chil drcn in Wales who could not tell you the way on roads in English are now be­ ing grown up scarcely able to speak in Welsh. While it has not fallen into ut- tet disuse, a few Welsh ladies with a i great fondness for their mother tongue are trying to foster its use by permitting their children to be taught no other lan­ guage. A lady nt Earle's Court receut­ ly engaged a nurse for her children who is unable to speuk one word of any other language except Welsh. The cbildreu are to hear and speak nothing else, al­ though there is no one, with the excep­ tion of one or two old people, who can converse with them within a radius of ten miles. Will they not be unique lit­ tle boys and girls when they go out to play and canuot make themselves under­ stood to any other children in the world? And will they be thankful when they are grown up and have acquired Ei^lish to find that they can never speak it purely and freely?—-Ycto York Cummersul Ad­ vertiser. Curious Cluck. A novel clock is now being exhi'oitc.t by the Watchmakers' Union in London. It is of wood, beautifully carved, nnd stands six feet in height. The case is a perfect fort in miniature, and instead of a bell and striking hammer the hours are announced by a bugler, who emerges from a door at one side of the fort and nnd blows the call to assemble and march. Almost instantly doors open on all sides, und a regiment of automatic soldies, six abreast, march out, wheel to the left, stop a few seconds to \mark time,\ and then march through another part of the fortress to the barracks. These marches and counter marches oc­ cur each hour. If they come out to an­ nounce the hour of 1 o'clock one soldier fires his tiny gun, at 2 o'clock two sol­ diers fire their pieces, increasing with tho hour until the twelve leaders fire their guns, the rear ranks bowing their heads and pointing with their bayonets towards the dial of the clock.— St. Louit Republic. A Child's Breathing and False An infant in a perfectly healthy con dition should sleep twenty out of the twenty-four hours. In is very useful to inform your doctor, in order to fix the pericd of the commencement of an ill­ ness, when tho child first had broken rest. The breathing rythm of a child from ono to three years of age should* be twenty-four to thirty-six per minute,and such breathing should be diaphragmatic; that is, tho breathing should be noticed from that part where the chest is sep­ arated from the abdomen. In ordinary breathing there should be no drawing up of the chest walls, other­ wise this would indicate mechanical im- -pediment,tothq..entrance„pf air-into thg? lungs. ^ This'will noticed in^croupjin sobbing and'in \disease of tho lungs.— .2fae York Commercial Advertiur. THE TREE'S GIFTS. All decked in autumn red and gold A.brave old tree raised high His head, and many people saw, \As daily they passed by And on them all tho red leaves fell Each one its helpful tale to tell Unto the children romping by Tho colors spoko of joy; To maids, tho red meant love and ltre~ And to tho growing boy It meant ambition, Are and youth; So each one found a living truth- The poet felt a blissful pain, Amidst tho glowing showor. This ripenoi to a song, which movec The world by its sad power. The artist caught tho beauty rare, And made a picture, \\ondrou3 fair. Tho man of thought found in tho leaves A sermou, strong and grand, Which to a multttu-io he gave. Inspiring heart and hand, To saddened ones, the rustling breath Said: \Life is chauge, thero is no death.* + * <i 4t i> # And when tho last leaf fell, the troo Found comfort in the thought That ho who gives is cvjrrich, And so bis heart failed not, And now, through all his waiting day He lifts to heaven a song of praiso. -il. K. Cherryman, in Detroit Free Press. PITH AND POINT. Begins at tho foot of the ladder—Tho- uod carrier.— Life. The bill poster knows his place and there he sticks.— Providence Telejram. Desirable suite for a bachelor—Nice girl with income enough for two.— Bos­ ton Post. It doesn't require an artist, only a politician, to draw party lines.— Pitts­ burg Pod. When women cro into business silent partnerships will have to be abolished.— Pittsburg Dispatch. Since a bell is provided with a tonguo- it ought to tell instead of being tolled. —Binghamton Republican. Two of the hardest things to keep in this life are a new dairy and a sharp lead pencil.— Norristoion Herald It is those having a penchant for spin­ ning long yarns whose tales ought to bo- docked.— Detroit Free Press. Doubtless when they speak of tho \warring elements\ they mean wheu tho winds have come to blow— Withingtoti- Post. Bigjjs—\I'll pay you, I give you my word.\ Bagg3—*'Well, I'd rather you would keep ycur word.\— Harcard Lam­ poon There is a law maxim that equity fol­ lows the law, which may be true, but she doesn't always overtake it.— LoweU Courier. Says an exchange: \With money come poor relations.\ But poor rela­ tion never come with money.— Tnias- Si/tings. She knows oil sciences under the sun, Sbo boats the Dutch, And that's why she's single at forty-one— She knows too much. —Puck The man who always docs just as his wife tells him may not be so independ­ ent as others, but when thing go wrong he will have somebody to blame.— Som- erville Journal. There is something significant in tho fact that the man who speaks contemptu­ ously of his wife will almost in the samo breath refer to her as his better half.— Boston Transcript. If the nice things that are said of ft man when he is dead were taid of him while living, he would become so con­ ceited that be wouldn't try to get to heaven.— Atchison Qldbe. Prompt Advice - \What would yon do if you wero in my shoes, Jephsori?\ asked Hobbs. \Black 'em,\ replied Jephson, eyeing Hobbs's understandings citically.— Somerville Journal. When you hear an ordinary man prais­ ing a great man outrageously, you aro safe in assuming that the great man's chief virtue is that the ordiuary man is. personally acquainted with him.— Puck. Military Instructor on tho Frontier: Sergeant—\You sent for me, sir?\ Cap­ tain—\Yes Sorgeaut, double quick tho company up and down here a few times; it makes the baby laugh.\— lexas Si/t­ ings. Dr. Bolus—\Your husband is suffer­ ing from a low lever, madam.\ Mrsv Uppahkrust (indignantly)—\Ot course* if ho took a fever it would be a low one. Why did I wed a parvenu?\— Pittsburg- Bulletin. Williamson—\That strauger is Blwid- skadwaxski, the Russian. He has made a name for himself.\ Hendersou—\Has he? Well, he must be a talented man if ho made the oue he has now.\— T .e Im­ presario. First Gazer—\What a proud fellow that Van Eck, the painter, is! Look how snobbishly ho walks along.\ Second Gazer—\Yes and nobody would know anything about him if he wero not so- famous.'\— Pick Me U/j. It is difficult to impresss the public with your superior wisdom. If you talk freely, you are straightway set down as a fool and a rattlebrain; if you refruin. from speech, you are declared to be a- fool, and a very dull one at that Bos­ ton Transcript. \Talk of paying as you go I Isn't tht whole solar system one tremendous bor­ rowing? Don't tho moon and planets borrow all their light from the sun?'' \Yes but then they have the advantage- of going to ono that cau always makc- tho needed rays.\— Baltimore American. Cousin Hugh—\Where away so early and in such a hurry this breezy morn-, ing?\ Miss Branie (fresh from medical studies at Vassar)—\Don't detain me. I am going right over to help my old friend, Mrs. Welewed.\ Cousin Hugh— \Anything wrong?\ Miss B.—\Wrong? I should say sol Yesterday she said sho- was going to wiro her husband. And It didn't even know he was dead. He'll' make a lovely skeleton, and I can show her just how heshould bo wired.\— Pills* burg Bulletin. Cariosities in Corn. A curiosity in tho way of an ear of- corn was presented to the office last Mon­ day by Mr. Doc Washburn, living near town. Thero is one car tea inches long,' all from one shoot, and all by .nature .connected together, and remain f that^ \way each'-cob covered with well de­ veloped corn\. . - - - K ,

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