Pittston Gazette

              KST.VHUSH1CI) IhSO. i VOL XLU1. NO. I f Oldest Newspaper in the Wyoming Valley. PITTSTOX, H'ZEKNIi CO., IDA„ FRIDAY. IDKC KMItKU Hi. 18!D2. A Weekly Local and Family Journal. INSIDE THE LINES. Will said, with an effort to laugh: "Let me go! I'm the only prisoner there's likely to be. I'm not after you. 1 waa ouly looking for n ghost." now as we go by. He knows ine and will merely wonder what I am about." WALK WHILE A SLEEP " i tie liiiUH-insKtrH i lie A DAYBP.EAT: aONG. minister. Annot waited, Rtiil very much depressed and not feeling at all as she had supposed people did who were about to be married. Some one knocked. As they were swinging inshore by a raft of decaying logs a suppressed voice called to them: I.- has the [mKAagc in Jcnj* mish, "Is there iiu biilra in.Gi-U-adf" rendered as "Is there nD treaele in Gileadf" The Dnuay verstC n (Romnn Catholic) renders the K.tne passage, "Is there no resin in Gilead?" SLINGING SLANG. if rwiU not do it, "How about Cieorger she asks. MANIFESTATIONS AND CAUSES OF Daybreak! daybreak! Bright grows the east at last; Her work, she says, is comic. In one place on her programme she allows an intermission of ten minutes in which to put on another dress. I should hope she did. I would put it right on over the other one if nature had figured as closely in dealing with me as she did with hrr: Nobody kuew just why a fort had been put in that place. There was no chance for fighting anything except mosquitoes, yet there was a long line of fortifications, and an enfilade of pickets guarded the little town from which all the men had gone away. "Who are you? 1 know all the boys over there, and I know you are a Yankee by your cap and your voice. 1 tell you I can't tw taken." SOMNAMBULISM Bells ringing, blnls singing, sun in the dew drop glassed; Leaves Staking, kinc waking,soft sounds from tieid and wood- Look up, my we;iry heart! morn's here, and God is K(Dod ! BILL NYE WRITES OF !TS EFFECT "John! It's Fred, and it's all right. You slip off here and cut for the side gate. Harry is there and Nina." Blushing guiltily, she opened the door; but instead of St. Ives and his expected companion, a woman glided into the room, and throwing back her veil showed a face of surpassing beauty, and fixed upon the shrinking girl a pair of dark, burning Italian eyua. "Who are you? \Vhat do you want?" 6taminered Annot at last, rallying herself.ON WAITERS. Borne Recent Cane* Described by ?Icdical In the "Priir ers Ilible,' David, where "Now, Prescott," said Will." "it's 10 o'clock and I give you until midnight. Goodby." Authorities he should say "Tin* priticcs have persecuted How the SufiVrers May t nie without cnusi is made to nay "The printers have pi secuted iue," etc.—St. Louis Ilepd! !:c. From a Mass of Letters William Selects "See here." said Will, "I'm only a boy like you, and though I'm a soldier's son, and 1 don't deny either my voice or my cap, I don't want to harm you at all. What is up, anyway, and why are you playing spook on this strip of sand?" Be Cured — JDr. Hammond's Curioun New skies and blue skies—cheer heart! another day Lights on the changing world: up! strive! whilst strive thou may. What though the past went wrong? What though the uight were long? Wake, wukc, my weary heart! new be thy hope and song. One for Publication—A Modest Bequest Experience with a Young l ady from a Humble Worshiper Who Wants East Bridoewater, Mass., Nov. L Mr. Xye—Please excuse the liberty I take in -ddres&ing these few lines to you. You are a stranger to me, and still I feel as though I was acquainted with you, or your name, reading and enjoying your experiences that we read of in the paper. Why, just as soon as we get the paper we always look to see where or what Bill Nye Is doing. Sometimes he is eating watermelon, sometimes he is smiling on 6nakes, but we enjoy it just the same. It is hard to keep track of him, but read in e the otlll«r day that he was in Asheville I am trusting that he will stay there until after he receives this humble letter, for I would like some information. Picking np a paper the other evening, I read about yon being down on your estate, £nd of another gentleman that is having a veritable palace built out there in Asheville, and that every addition he adds to it is a fortune of itself. I read that he was heard to say that his millions of money that he had in bonds and securities disgusted hfm. It seems strange to me that it should, because I have never had money enough tiD disgust me. I would like to try some for awhile and see if it would, but I should not wan t as much as ho has got. When I come to think of millions, one million being ten tnindred ttionsand—well, I think ten thousand of that would he tike picking a grain of sand off a desert or taking a drop of water out of the Atlantic ocean, but if this poor creature had it how much happiness and rest it wonld secure for her! I could boy me a little house— a house that I don't suppose he would care to put on the remotest corner of his beautiful estate to keep fowls in—but it would bo a home for me the rest of my weary life and lift me to comparative ease and comfort. With & home of my own, some land and a very common kind of a cow, and enough to secure me from want the rest of my life, I would promise anybody that I wouldn't bo disgusted. Now, my friend Nye, the man I refer to is Mr. George Vanderbilt. Why, the name seems colossal to me. but of what I have read of him I think he is a perfect gentleman, but then I won't say any more. Would you be kind enough to Jet me know if he is there in Asheville, or when he comes? I can't come .to see him, but I can write and ask him to make his fortune one tiny grain less and me a liappy woman, that has nothing but work, work, work. Will you, please, write and let me know when he comcs, and you will oblige, respectfully yours, Mrs. Oct Earlscoput Mubpht. P. S.—I know that I have not got your right name, although I have heard it spoken. Excuse me for writing. It was from the pen of Walter Wellman that I got my information. Mrs. G. E. M. Walter Wellman's impulses are good, but sometimes he seems to need some one near him to counsel and advise him. Yes, Mrs. Murphv,' I will write yon at soon as Mr. Vanderbilt comes back. Be is at present in Japan, where he is looking for some one on whom he can bestow his money; he hates it so. He heard that there was a poor person in Japan who would take some of the corroding curse of money off his hands, and so he went over there to see about it. You are right, Mrs. Guy Earlscourt Murphy, when you say that you hear lie is a perfect gentleman. I think, if yon would be content with ten thousand, a little land here between Mr. Vander- If beauty of location had been a military requisite, the fort was certainly well planted. The earthworks ran near the edge of a high bluff, which rose almost perjjendieularly from the strip of land bordering the brewn river at its foot. On tlio other side Louisiana stretched away to the horizon lino, level and green as a garden, and in the distance a bit of lake often caught some of the blueness of the sky and shone the gem of all this fair setting. It was a long walk. Will never forgot those two hours alone on the great river at night. All sorts of doubts and misgivings came crowding into bis aind as he listened to the mysterious noises of the night and the river. A bright constellation which he had watched at home seemed like the visit of a friend as it came wheeling into sight over the hilL It cheered him not a little, but it was marching westward rapidly before the paroled prisoner returned. "There are more cases of somnambulism among the poor of Europe than then-art anions Americans," saiil Dr. Gmome M. Hammond to a News reporter in di-'eusKing the recent death of John Fitzgerald, wlio died from the effects of a fail from a seo- a Real Plain House. When bumus was editing his journal, Tbe Mousnuefiiie, r.nd M. Urljain Page* was one of his assistants, Fagc*, who wCia ft Due Greek scholar, enthusiastically de scribcd to him tho Iliad and the Odyssey. Dumas opened his eyes very wide. Duiii is' Version of Uio Iliad. [Copyright, 1892, by Edgar W. Nye.] Dearest reader, with the twinkling eye and the soft color that comes and goes oh yon read these lines, did you ever notice how some people can order a dinner a la carte so that it will make yon hungry just to hear them? I've seen "It is all up now, 1 suppose, and 1 may as well tell you all about it. Have you got a mother? 1 see by your face you haven't: so perhaps you will be sorry for a poor fellow who is going to lose his. The woman's glance softened. "Yon are such a child," she said—"so young. I am very sorry for you." Daybreak 1 daybreak! Thank God for veiliDg night. Sleep's sweet forgctfulness, setting the sad world right. Thank God forbirdsand bells; "Cheer! cheer!" they seem to say * ond story window, due to sleep. -ilking iu his "Sorry for me? I—don't—understand yon," Annot said, wishing that St. Ives would coine, and thinking that this strange woman must be crazy, and then with a low cry sprang to meet St. Ives, who had just entered the room, and stood glaring at the stranger with enraged eyes. "In America," the doctor continue], "many of the sufferers from somnambulism are children wiionre troubled with indigestion, mid are of nervous tendencies. Anions adults somnambulism is not a common thing unless ncC-0' ipank-d l»y epilepsy. Some epileptic# will get »p regularly in the night m their sleep and perform different acts unconsciously, but in normal health somnsmbulism is of rsre occurrence. Nervous, hysterical women are more likely to become somnambulists than males. Many p-'-sons will get up in the night and move nn article from one part of the room to another, but long tramps in nightshirts through city streets are extremely rare." "If only you could read them in the Greek text," said Fngcs. "My name is John Prescott, and over there in that white house below your fort my mother is dying, and 1 am trying to see her once more if Bhe Isn't gone already. "Why not?" said Dumas. "Why, dear master? Because you do not know alpha from omega." . I "All thRt is past, is past; life is new born each da}*." V \ • \ \ Tlie boy who was lying on the edge of the bluff had no eyes for the distant view. Through an opening in the trees clinging to the sides of the hill he was gazing at the autics of a party of boys far below him. Close under the bluff lay a white, many pillared house, uiul stretching before and liehind it were smooth spaces of lawn, long lines of clipped hedges and avenues of magnolias. Something in its sheltered position between the river and the bank had saved from deduction this estate, whose possessors had given it the fitting name of the Garden. It seemed like a vision of paradise to the eyes of the homesick boy vrho was gazing down iuto the enemy's country. "Will you translate it to mcf" asked Dumas, and Iages accordingly set to work on the first Li ok of the Iliad, reading a line of toe Greek and then giving a literal translation. Duma* entered into the spirit of it. Quick to grasp grand and beautiful ideas, : s 1-Vgos rt ud he wrote a translation and signed it. "Nina's cedar skiff is just here." Pres cott explained, as he came out promptly on tima. -'It is loaded with all 1 need for my journey. She has planned for everything, and you need only go half way with me, Denning. Your duty will be done then. Strike directly across, and miss your picket We can make the Towhead by a hard pull on the other side—at least 1 can." Sparkle of beamy (lew, deep skies so clear and blue, God smiling on the world, light mo to labor truel "I got a two weeks' furlough—you needn't stare, I've been in the army nearly a year—and slipped down the river two days ago. Unfortunately for me 1 made this point too near daylight yesterday morning to venture any farther. I knew the reputation this place has among tbe negroes, and 1 thought it safe to wait here until night. 1 reckon 1 was too tired and sleepy and didn't make it fast, and the boat managed to slip away while I was looking for a good place to drag it up among the bushes. Help mo to strive with zeal—strive, though my star go down- Sure that while mornings rise, some day my task shall crown. —James Buck ham in Youth's Companion. Banging the door to behind him, and pushing Annot from him almost savagely , he spoke to the woman with the dark Italian eyes. "Y.'baU M. Dumas!" cried Fagex, "aro you signing yon; -.sine to the Iliadf" "Have you told her?" he asked. The if oman shook her head. He laughed bitterly. "You thought it was too peasant a task for me to be deprived of, eh?" a girl's mistake! "Cert: inly, to rny version of iti It will appear as a feuUieton in The Slousquetaire " At daylight Will was in his father's room again. Dr. Hammond added that most eases of somnambulism were caused by gastric or iutestinal irritation, especially in ciiild hood, and when the irritation had been removed the somnambulism disappeared. The doc tor has an epilept ic patiojit who rises in his sleep two or three nights in the week and jinlocks the door of his room, which has a snap Jock, The noise always awakens him, and he returns to. his bed. He has done this hundred* of times, but has never gone outside of his door while asleep. As his epilepsy improves he will be cured of somnambulism. "I was filled with dismay," said M. Fages afterwnri, "but lx'fore such audacity and naivete what could one say' How convince k Writer used to every tr*. Qmph that he was too Iwldf" "Well, Rollin, what do you say?" \ Annot Branson's liquid brown eyes searched her lover's face wistfully. Rollin Dracut frowned slightly. St. Ives turned sharply toward her. "Is it all right. Will?" "All right, father, and I am i.ot sorry I went." "There s no use in dilly-dallying now, Annot," he said abruptly. "I couldn't deceive you any longer if I wanted to. I think you and I won't be married this morning." "Here I Lave been ever since, like a rat in a trap. I have watched the house over there for two days, and have even seen the family on the terraces and dared not make a signal! Now, sir, what aDe yon going to do about it?" The talk of the town fonnd the commandant's boy's intimacy with the Prescotts a nine days' wonder, and scoffed not a little at the Prescott boys. Bat the intimacy continued, to the secret amaaement of Colonel Denning, and in after years ripened into the friendship of a lifetime,—Mary Stewart in Youth's Companion. "Where is the use of my saying anything? You've made up your own mind." The next day ai» installment of the Iliad, as rendered in half an hour or so by a man who could not read the Greek alphabet, appeared at the bottom of the page of The Mousquetaire with the note, "Continued In our next." It raised such a storm of criticism that Dumas was persuaded to discontinue it after the third installment, though it may be doubted if he ever understood what was the trouble.—Youth's Com paniou. From the door of a rough house within the embankment two officers watched the boy. The elder. Colonel Denning, was the commanding officer of the fort. Annot dropped trembling and uncomprehensive into a chair. "I don't know why I should always Bt|y just here." pouted the girl, "but of course I shall stay if you wish it." , "For the very singular reason," he went on, "that I have already one wife, and she's too much for me." c®- "I'm going to do this." said Will, holding out his hand. "I'm going to say 1 believe every word you say, and 1 want you to trust me to help you out of this scrape. I lost my mother not six months ago, and 1 do know how to feel for you, if we are on opposite sides, i happened to hear today that your mother is no worse. 21 ay be you *11 see her more than this once." "Would you really?" the young man questioned, putting an arm around her and drawing her to him. "I believe you would, and I won't vex you by saying a word against your going. You mustn't forget me, though," "1 am afraid 1 made a mistake when I brought my son down here." said the colonel. "He is almost desperate with loneliness. 1 was afraid of it, but it seemed too hard to leave him there after.Lis mother died." "1 thitsk you did right to bring him, colonel," saiu ttm. younger mau. "It's a good, quiet, healthy place, and after a while he will make friends with the men and be happier." "S. The strange woman glided to the side of the bewildered girl. OUR HOUSE HAS BEEN BROKEN INTO, people who would order in such a juicy voice and punctuate the order with smacks in such a way that I would eat it when it came, no matter what it was, and my eyes would water while I waited, and I would go away contented and happy with a very ordinary meal. Frank Jenkins, of the University club of New York, one of the few men who first thought of Grover Cleveland as a suitable nominee for the presidency, said that he was once dining at Delmonico's after a weary day on Wall street wrestling with Mr. Gould when Mr. De Cryster Gump came in. Mr. Gump sat down at another table, and looking over the menu with a tired air, as one is apt to at Delmonico's, called the waiter to him, aud taking him by the lapel of his coat drew him down near him, so that he could speak softly to him, and said in a murmur: An interesting case of somnambulism was tjiat of a young lady of this city who was treated not long ago by Dr. William A. Hammond, and 011 whom be made a Dumber pf Important experiments. This young lady, who possessed great personal attractions, had lost her mother by death from cholera in the west. Several oilier members of the family suffered from the disease, and she alone escaped, although almost worn out with fatigue, excitement »nd grief. After moving to New York she began to talk and then move in ber sleep, and her father called in Dr. Hammond oue evening to observe her while she was in that condition. Alxmt midnight the nurse notified them that the young lady had risen from her bed and was about to drew herself. They inet her in the upper hall, oartly dressed, walking very slowly, her head elevated, her eyes open, her lips pn :losed and ber hands hanging loosely by her side, "I am his wife, dear," she said almost, tenderly. "Don't mind, it might have been worse, you know." Some years ago 1 was stopping in a western town. During the night a fire alarm was sounded and a crowd quickly gathered at the scene of the  tion, which was in a building occupied by a grocer, the basement being used as a restaurant. The firemen soon had a stream of yater playing on the burning building, which flooded the floor aud soon began to trickle down to the restaurant below* The proprietor, who was asleep, was soon aroused by the con fusion incident to a fire, and it) a half dressed and half dazed condition rushed up the steps and into the street shout ing at the top of his voice: "1 can't speak! 1 can't speakf The lndicrousness of the scene can better be imagined than described.—Detroit Free Press. The Dumb Restaurateur. John Jones recently passed hia examination iinil is now a member of tho New strong cSrd is in getting of witnesses. Tlie followo. bf bis Bjrstom of crass 1Vnn»eCl Full Particular*. •'Indeed I shan't; couldn't if I tried." Tou know, Rollin, St. Ives eeemert touched by the face of white despair Annot lifted at the woman's words. York b :r. Jilt "I hope so but I don't know it," Rollin 6aid, with an involuntary sigh. "The first city beau you have you'll be ashamed of me." "But how can 1 get over?" the truth o' ins: is a s; "You're only ten miles from Jaynesville, Annot," he said almost remorse fully, "and there's a stage, I believe. You can go right home and nobody be the wiser. Here is money to pay your way." "1 don't seo quite clearly how to do it, but I'll get you over there before daybreak somehow. You lhust give me jO*n word to go away when the time is up- Now i must go, or that boy's curioe iy will be enough to overcome his fei' s, and he'll come to look me up. ] km" r you're hungry, so take mv lunch. Keep *sharp lookout after dark." The lnmwwug skiff carried a very silent passenger trak across the river. George ventured to lfrqnire if Will had "seed de ghos'," aud whs answered so gravely in the affirmative that he then and there laid the foundations for several marvelous tales with which to astonish future audiences. "I hope he will," said the coloqeSr- "Ai * you :i 1 :arrii*Cl man?" No, . ! ::;u a bachelor." "\Y,y - i ;■*■■■ Ml 1 his conrt and jtirv how long you liavo been a bachelor Riid what wore the circumstances that infif.cwl yon to becoms ojie?"—Texas Siftiuijf. examination Annot colored. She was pretty, and in spite of her love for Rollin she conld not help a throb of pleasure in the thought of being admired by city eyes. The next week she went to the city with her Aunt Bella Prescott—to stay a month or two. But the' 'month or two" swelled to six, and there seemed no more prospect of Annot's quitting the city than during the first week after her arrival there. "1 feel sure of it," rejoined the other. "Just now he longs for the society of boys, but be is fighting against the inevitable. He has not philosophy enough to endure nor experience enough to understand the feeling these people have for everything inside these walls. Nothing could tempt ohe of these town boys to have any intercourse with him, and their scorn is rather hard to bear. I'm going to *riid George the Second to take him out on the river. He is an amusing little beggar, and will not make such a bad companion for Will when he gets used to his color and bis ways." ..v Annot rose mechanically, and aa sbe aid- so the bills he had upon her knee fell to the floor. He picked them up and offered them to her again, a3 she was tying on her bonnet; but she left the room without looking at them or him, and went slowly out of the hotel, with her veil down, her head dizzy, and her heart bo heavy it conld hardly throb. A Tow Autumn Leavrm The doctor and the father stood aside to let ber pass, and without noticing thoiu the descended the stairs to the parlor. Then she took a match which she had brought with her, struck a light on the mantelpiece and lit the gaa. She threw nerself iu an armchair and looked intently it a portrait of her mother banging over the mantel. While in this position Dr. Hammond carefully examined her countenance and performed a number at experiments to appertain the condition of the lenses as to activity. f*he was much paler than usual, and her wide open eyes did not prink when the hand was brought suddenly jj close proximity to them. Whilq' s»:e ras awake the muscles of her face weu dmost constantly in action, but now were !Derfectlf still. ■T, -,. * •• •• 4g#,^y|;y '{■ Ip The truth was that, aside from the fact that Mrs. Bella Prescott—a gay and somewhat attractive widow, and voting still—had taken a decided fancy for her lovely little niece, she fonnd that she added so much to the charm of her elegantly appointed drawing room that she did not know how to spare her from it. "Have you any cherry stone oysters from Norfolk?" The SendtlTe Turquoise. The stage drove up at that moment, and while it waited she eagerly entered it, and took her seat, without glancing toward the single passenger who waD already there. An exclamation caused her to lift her eyes. "Yes, sir, I think wo have." "On ice?' The turquoise breaks on the death of its proprietor, and it changes color when he is ill. This last observation is per fectly true, and is certified to by all lapidaries. The same thing has been remarked of coral. "Not only do precious stones live," says Jerome Cardan, "but they are liable to get sick, to suffer from the infirmities of eld age and at last to die."—Paris Figaro. j.JFy { «| Will knew quite well that the thing he had in mind to do was a very delicate and difficult thing to undertake. That he, the trusted son of the commander, should attempt to smuggle »n enemy inside the lines was no light matter. The thought of it rested not lightly on his conscience, but a refusal to aid the poor fellow on the island to see his dying mother would have rested more heavily still. "Yes, sir." A few minutes later two boys were swinging themselves down the face of the bluff. Will's companion was a slim, limber jointed little black boy, whose movements suggested a jumping jack, and his bearing shawed the pride he felt as Will's guide. "How long have they been here?" "Will you get eleven of them—tin best ones—open thenr carefully, under stand, so as not to displace them; thei have your milk ready—nice fresh goat' milk, if yon have it—have it hot; add piece of butter the size of a collar button: stir it in quick; then put in your oyster juice without the oysters; stir fast; then 6lip in tho oysters for just moment; then a little cream—cow cream; add a dash of salt and some red pepper—pink if you have it—and serve hot. Can you do that?" "Just this afternoon." One morning as Annot finished reading a letter from Rollin, Aunt Bella said to her with a laugh: It was too mnch, too much, that that face of incredulous surprise should belong to Rollin Dracut. But it did. He caught her as she fell fainting. v » . ' „ M (; )/ ! • I pf' w I . "Bollin won't be coming here to Bee you, I hope." Holding now by a tough root, now by the Binooth stem of a -blackjack vine, digging their heels into the soft soil and slipping perilously forward, they presently struck into a well worn cowpath, which led by easy stages to the foot of the hill. Annot blushed without replying. Indeed, in this very letter Rollin had announced that he was coming, and Annot did not know for the life of he* whether she was glad or sorry. Mrs. Prescott looked seriously annoyed when she understood the state of the case. Annot saw her displeasure, and her own nneasiness was increased. She waked from that swoon to burning fever and the unconsciousness of delirium; and Rollin, supporting her all the way till they reached home, gathered from her crazed lips the whole sad story, or enough of it to wring his heart and make his own brain whirl. From a Single Barley Stalk. At any rate he meant to do it, and by the time the skiff touched bottom at her landing his plan was formed. Making a careful survey of the landing, and noting the shortest route out to the open water, he dismissed his companion without ceremony* A few minutes' walk brought him £o the big white" gate of "The Garden." He summoned up all his courage and dignity and marched tlii'ough the magnolia avenue. Tests made under the auspices of the Royal Philosophical society with a sin gls barley stalk unfolded wonders which but few have ever thought even possi ble. By steeping and watering that one plant with saltpeter dissolved in rain water they managed to produce 249 stalks and over 18,000 grains.—Philadel phla Ledger. •ja***'. Dr. Hammond held a large book bet ween jer eyes and the picture she was apparently ooking at so that she could not iwssibly jee the latter, but she continued to gaze iv e same direction as if no obstacle was interposed. Then the doctor made several notions as" if abotit to strike her in thp face, but she made no attempt to ward oil :he blows, nor did she give the slightest »ign phe saw his actions. ftytotich ,d the comer of each eye with a lead {Kiicil, but she did not close her eyelids, and he became perfectly satisfied that site did net iee-,-at least with her eyes. Morli'y .» for«h to gather ar;fu!;n !#3TC;s. Beyond the road which led to the Garden lay huge stranded logs, through which they picked their way out upon a sandy strip of beacti, vfrhere an ancient skiff was tied to a raft. There was a little water in the boat, and a huge gourd was at hand as a means of defense against further leaking. Two clumsy oars furnished employment for both boys, and once launched their strength was tried by the current, which came swirling around the promontory of rotting bark which served as a breakwater.Sho lay ill weeks, and lie went every day to see liow low she was. Then, when she was pronounced ont ot danger, he left Jaynesville without seeing her at all. "Yes, sir." "Very well, then, do so." Both migb t, hf) we v er, h & D ouparnVtarty anxiety concerning Itollin Dracnt. Then Mr. Gump picked up a copj The Rider and Driver, in whicli wa: short editorial by Mr. Astor, closing w the statement that Tiie Rider and Driv ' had come to stay," and Mr. Jenkins heard the waiter in the distance give M Gump's order to the chef as follows: - p * */ C?£ • , . •* iV ' - V ■ «■ D * - "«*D jSti 1 m I * / - . ES TROi Ho had brown hands and a bronzed face, but he was a large, splendidly made man and carried himself easily. Two years after ho came back. He went to see her as any old friend might', and he foond her so sweetly like the little Annot who had been his promised wife once, so gently penitent for the past, so resigned to any fate that might await her in puuishment, that he fell more deeply in love than ever, and askea her to be his wife as though nothing had happened. Annot had long since Waked to a consciousness of his worth, and she did not say no.—C. C. in New York News. His appearance was greeted with a consternation that was far from pleasing. His reqnest to see Miss Prescott in private for a few moments seemed to freeze with terror the black maid in waiting, bnt after a brief delay he was shown into a bright, flowery little room, which had a delightfully feminine and welcome look to eyes long used to camp life. The Lady Find* Difficulty In Making thC Oculist Understand Why. Neither Mrs, Prescott nor Anr.ot, I am sorry to say, met him with quite the cordiality they ought. He had anticipated something of the sort from the tone of Aunot's letters, and he had comc to the city to see for himself just what the mischief amounted to and whether anything could be done. The woman was far from composed When she entered the oculist's office. During the ten minutes she had to wait she grew very ill at ease. Eventually her turn came. -A i t/' Then Dr. Hammond held a lighted su) phur under th« young lady's nose, 10 that she could not avoid inhaling th* gas which escaped, but she showed no irrigation, and cologne and other perfumes tnd swelling salts made uo obvious impression on her olfactory nerves. Then through her partly open mouth he introduced a pWre of bread soaked in lemon 'uice, but she evidently failed to perceive ihe sour taste, and another piece of bread laturated with a solution of quinine »vas The two pieces of bread remained in her mouth a minute, axil were then chewed and swallowed. l'OXE UP! I r SHE SENT HER PHOTOGRAPH. A New Orleans man on the train, •who rnns a, restaurant at home, says that it is almost impossible to break waiters of slang orders when the}- once get to going. He lias tried it over and over again, bnt a waiter when he has once heard an order that strikes him as mysterious and apropos will never quit using it. He will lose his place, forfeit his pay and the respect of his employer, but he will never quit that pet order. bilt and me, with a house on it—just a cottage with a slate roof and hot and cold water, and vines clambering over it —and a common kind of a cow,, giving vanilla cream, and brought up as ours are here, not to chew the cud when any one is present, that we could fix yon out. I was afraid when I began to read yonr letter that yon wanted expensive grounds and quite a large house with a protege in front for carriages to drive under. . •- But stnrdy boyish muscles were at work, and the old boat was pushed' slowly up the shore, keeping in with the eddy, and nosing her way through anchored snags of driftwood and np into mora open water away from the shore. "Oh, doctor," she exclaimed, with an effort to be calm, "my eyes are making me miserable." The man of science bowed. "How do those lines look to you," h« asked. If lie could have remained his cool self, content to rest the matter patiently on liia own merits, Annot might have seen in time lio-.v infinitely superior he was to most of those who surrounded her and returned voluntarily to that allegiance which was really considerably shaken by the flatteries that had of late turned her pretty, silly head completely. But he loved her too well. He was too impnlaive and impatient to be able to stand calmly by and heliold his pure little blossom tossed upou the bosom of such a stream as this which bore her But the slender girl who met him with the air of an offended duohess had no welcome in her look. Her manner was sadly chilling. Ten minutes later, however, she was holding hits hand at the door and saying: "Mr. Denning, I never, never can thank you enough if you will do this! Mamma is a little better, and if she can see John for one hour it would do her more good than medicine. I will wait at the side gate for him, and he shall leave before daylight." \ ■  V.'!D "  - A Sure Sign. Little Dick—Papa, how docs thunder sour milk? "He pointed to a chart on the wall. "£r—»h—m—well"  The woman was obviously scared. "they seem all right—er—thai Drawing a long breath, Will pansed for a minute and said: "Let's go over to the island we see from the fort—the Towhead, I mean. Where is it, anyhow? I'm completely turned around." Papa—It is not the thunder, hut the electricity. "Since the big prize fight in New Orleans we have had some trouble that way. Everything was hurrah and excitement there for days and days, and it broke up everybody a good deal. Many of my waiters had small bets up, and they couldn't think of anything else. Some made money and others lost, bnt the waiters are all ruined for New York city work. They can't help it, though. They are not to blame. w"  The young lady now began to pace the floor in an agitated manner, wringing ber hands and sobbing violently, and loud aoises made close to her ears failed to iuDerrupt her. Scratching the back of her band with a pin, pulling her hair and pinching her faoe appeared to-excite no lensation. Then Dr. Hammond pulled o(f Ber slippers and tickled the soles of he.' feet, and while she at once drew there iway no laughter was produced, ['bin experiment was repeated several times, always with the same result, showing that her spinal cord was awake. The doctor awakened her by taking her head between bis hands and shaking it. She looked fcround her for an instant as if trying to comprehend her situation and then burst into a fit of hysterical sobbing. Ou recovering herself she had no recollection of anything that had occurred, or of having had a dream of any kind. THE RETURN "How does electricity 30ur milk?'' The oculist was surprised. "Don't they look a little blurred?1" ht inquired. —Harper's Bazar. "It works certain chemical changes in the constituents of tho fluid, which result in the formation of an acid." "Of course. But how?" "I don't know." "Hit's right ovah yander where you see do cotton woods an de san'bar," said George. "Dis yer is de corral Heap er cullud folks lives yer, but hit's drappin in de water mighty fas'. Dat beach tree a swishin up on down in dat bend useter grow in Unc' Jake's yard." The woman seemed to experience re lief at once. Overhanging elms shaded the roadway and only occasionally were the aide to struggle through the foliage and bit he in their silver radiance the woman in pink muslin and tho man in seersucker who wandered there and spoke in low. faltering tones. A Bufcia of Verity A DEFENSE OF BLACK. There were a few more hurried questions and replies, and then Will was climbing the hill to a still more difficult interview. A night pass was not an easy thing for which to ask his father, but he could.not leavo the fort without it. The colonel was a very quiet and somewhat itern man, and Will knew that the best h-ay was the straightforward one. He tiado his request in the fewest words. "Yes, yes," she hurriedly declared; "they're awfully blurred, come to notice closely." now. "I thought you didn't, or you wouldn't 'a' used such big words."—Good News. Reasons Why Women In Moorning Wear Annot, "too, in her "foolish vanity, could not forbear "showing off" for hi* benefit some of the new and fashionable ail's she had acquired. She laughed and chatted with her various admirers and threw arch, smiling, enticing glances this way and that, just as she had seen the city belles do. Iu short, Rollin Dracnt's love, his emblem of daintiness and pure simplicity, flirted just as any beautiful coquettish worldling might have done in her third season. the Sign* of Grief In Public. In an article entitled "Against Wearing Mourning" it is urged that some civilised cations mourned tbeir dead in remote and solitary places while wearing the garb of woe. "Today," continues the writer, "such a garb is worn in the streets, the •hops, the lecture room and the concert halL We even meet it in" some of those shadings of graded grief prescribed by the rigorous dictum of fashion assisting at xfternoon teas and those other functions of insipid entertainment, which makeup the somewhat un-Christian year of this end of the century. How can any one who has ever known the crushing but refining grace of sorrow .bear this wretched travesty which seems to measure to the public eye its successive stages of consolation?" A Stone's Odd rorniation, On the shore of the bend George pointed out the grim Bight of an old burying ground, upon whose precincts the cur rent of the Mississippi was rapidly en croaching. Will shuddered, and, with quick intuition, George turned the boat's head away from the bend and pointed across the current to the Towhead, which was now below them. The doctor wrote a few words on a piece of paper. Chemical action formed a stone in the stomach of La Marsliale, the famous hurdle jumping horse of Paris. He died, aud the stone, a ball nearly eight inches in diameter, is in the museum of a Par risian veterinary.—St. Louis Republic. "Give yonr order now at my place for rare roast beef, and if you listen close you will hear it go down, 'Gimme an upper cut quick!' "Which are more blurred, the vertical or horizontal lines?" he quietly asked. "The—ah—er—well—they are about alike." Up to aud including this juncture their conversation had been common- place, "If you ask for ham and eggs yon get them, but to the waiter it is simply 'A clinch and break away.' Now you know folks get mighty sick of that, especially when ladies are along. Presently, however, they emerged from the shadows, whereat the man in seersucker was nerved with a sudden desperation. "I am almost a man, father." he said, after he had made his request, "and I want you to trust me now, us you have always done in small matters. 1 cant tell you about it now. but 1 am doing nothing wrong. 1 am only helping a poor fellow in great trouble. 1 know my mother would wish me to do it." She was getting pretty red in the face, manifestly by reason of inward pertur bation. Delicate. There is a class of superrefined young ladies, if common report is to be trusted, who think it a mark of superior cultivation to have small aud dainty appetites. A Pennsylvania exchange has heard ol one. When the island first pushed its white, sandy bead through the water some cotton wood seed had landed there from an airy voyage, and the young trees that sprang from them formed the nucleus of an aftergrowth which was added year by year like the rings of a tree. The innermost growth was now composed of tall young trees, but the thicket terraced down until near the water there was none tit low thick bnsheg of last year's growth. A long tongue of sand Mtftuled like the tail of a comet down the' river. Upon this the boys beached the boat, and then stretched their legs on the soft warm sand. "Don't"—r- "I love you. I "If you ask for steak, rare, for two, it is 'A right and left lead.' I keep the best and almost the only sausage in New Orleans that people have confidence in. I've been years building up this confidence. I have not had a dog on the place for over twenty-three years, and this has resulted in a childlike faith among my customers that is just beautiful to see. Ask for fried sausage now and you get 'Three ounce skin tights.' The oculist knit his brows in per plexity. A gentleman of a very nervous temperament informed Dr. Hammond that on one occasion be dreamed that his place of business was on fire. He dressed himself iu bis sleep, and walked a distance of over a tnile to his store. There he was aroused by the private watchman, who stopped him. The woman in pink muslin received his declaration with composure. He was terribly shocked and very angry. He remonstrated quietly. Bat Annot had been pi tted too long to take rebuke quietly, -above till from one whom she had expected such unhesitating adoration and indulgence as from him. He went homo without seeing her again, and never so much as wrote to her afterward. He considered her completely lost to him, and Annot. though scared at first, felt rather relieved to have everything got along with so easily. "swear it bv vonder star." "the vertical lines appear more distinct?" Her glance followed his gesture and rested upon the scintillating point in heaven's azure ar#h. "Why to be sure. Of course they do. Yes, much more distinct." Her voice was trembling noticeably. "What is the character of the indistinctness?""Do you think you could eat a bit ol the turkey?" said a gentleman to his cousin, a young woman from the city. "I don't doubt the excellence of your intentions. Will," said his Ktther. "You can be trusted, 1 know; but are you sure your heart has not the better of your head in this matter, and will get you into some scrape?" As a matter of course the protest applies more particularly to Che wearing of mourning by women. Now, whatever civilization has done for women it certainly has qoi perpetuated the Spartan type. On the contrary, the spirit which dominated the Spartan mother, leading her to put out of existence her sickly or deformed babe, is at the present day neither admired nor encouraged. More popular attributes area spirit of love and tenderness toward the weak and helpless; toleration of the foibles of others. Therefore, although from the standpoint of a small quota of the human family—a quota, by the way, quite unable to tolerate any effervescence of sentiment "Let us" "Why, yes, but just a small piece please," she answered. A large number of somnambulists act as though they saw in rooms which are perfectly dark. A lady in this city often walks iu her sleep and performs many somnambulic acts in entire darkness. On one occasion she went in a dark closet, and rfter opening a trunk sorted out in separate piles, without making a mistake, the ttockings, handkerchiefs, etc., which had been thrown into it. There was no wssibility of her being assisted by light sufficient for ordinary eyesight.—New York News. Her delicately tinted lips, parting to give utterance to the thoughts of her pure, innocent heart, disclosed teeth like pearls reposing in a setting of rubies. It was the final straw. Overwrought nature succumbed. He started to trim off a delicate mor ;el and asked, "Is there any part you especially like?" "Two customers left me last week who have been here for years because they ordered fwo chicken croquettes, and the waiter snorted down the shute, 'Mix it with him two times.' "1 give you my word of honor, sir that in ray circumstances I believe you would do just what 1 wish to do." "Oh, doctor, doctor, don't ask"  "endeavor"  "Oh, no, I'm not particular," and she looked demurely at her knife and fork. "Just give me a wing and a leg aud a few slices off the breast, with a portion of the gizzard and a spoonful of dressing. I can reach the vegetables myself."—Youth's Companion. She rose from her seat in confusion. Her eyes were full of a 6ad earnestness, and in the uncertain light her face seemed pale. "Then here are your papers, and remember it is the commander of the fort as well as your father who trusts you.' "me. fll confess. I must confess There's nothing fhe matter with my eyes. Nothing at all. But"  About this time appeared upon the scene the "conquering hero" in the person of one Raymond St. Ives, a handsome young Englishman of superior intellect and fascinating address. Annol had been flattered and admired to the extent of her desires, but, strangely enough, she had not once imagined herself iu love with any of those gentlemen who adored her so gracefully and dressed so unexceptionally. "I'xe skeered er dis yer Towhead," said George. "Hit's haunted. A ole fiatboat man useter live up in yander, where you sees dat black spot 'raon'st de trees. De ole boat washed agroun one night in high water, an do ole man nebbor made no moust'ous 'tempt fer to git out He was onsociable like, an liked hisse'f mighty welL He live yer kinder quiet, an folks done got de notibn dat he hab heaps er money. An one night somebody dr-ne kill 'im an tnk all be hed. Since !at time his ghoe' done walk dis Tcwhead, On'y jes' yisterd'y Unc' Jako 'lowed ho douQ seen dat ole •hoe' an ho lowed he irwiuo enroo r*r no mo'! 1 ain'had much pinion er Unc' Jake lately, but I'ze jes' about as nigh dat ole boat as I keers to go." "Well, I'm going to have a look at the "to proceed"  "If j'ou want a bird, and ask for it 'gamy,' yon understand, you'll hear the order go to the cook, 'One big feller on toast and count him out!' The sudden solemnity in her face betokened a deep and poignant regret. Her hands moved nervously and toyed with the kerchief that fr.he held. Every leaf in the old cottonwood on the bank seemed to quiver as Will started on his lonely trip. The green band of light above the horizon had quite died away, and the river seemed blacker than the night. Things which were plain enough by daylight appeared mysterious and fearful now, arid every huge black shadow around the boat seemed to contain an enemy. "I would bo love to have one of thoeo beantiful shell handled lorgnettes." Her voice was full of sympathy and her very soul was in the words of her "on" The oculist was not of the stern sort of men and he ventured no word of re proof.—Detroit Tribnne. Fairy Stories D"ot Injurious. Made Him 111. "When you order hash the waiter chasses up to the hollering place and says, 'Let him have it!' —the wearing of mourning seems a meaningless, vulgar practice, there is a much larger contingent with whom it is an expression of the purest, tendercst sentiment. Marion Crawford says, "Of women there is no general statement which is true.'1 Admitting there are women who asAime the garb of woe merely to follow fashion's dictates, it lltftst also be .admitted there is a large majority who do ao actuated by more praiseworthy motives. The removal by death of a near and dear oner—perhaps the nearest and dearest—comes like the shock of an earthquake upou many a woman. The very foundations of her being are stirred; her little world is hideously transformed; perhaps an entirely new regime of existence is presaged. Under such circumstances putting away the gay gown, adopting the somber one, is a positive relief—indeed almost a positive necessity, no matter when or where it is to be worn. There are ignorant nursery maids capable of embittering any infancy by their manner of introducing hobgoblins to it; but so long as there is mother love iu the world there will be mothers wise and eloquent enough to act as the guides and interpreters of childhood in its excursions into lfairvland, and children who will rejoice to their latest day iu the goodly heritage they possess in the realm which ♦s ruled by ah aristocracy of Red Hiding tDnDl her tjeers.— At.lantin \TnnMDlv month Mad^e—Poor Mr. Beutly was just taken home iu a carriage; lie had a dreadful shock. "a basis of verity. That"  "I am going on to New York to see about a place as second soft boiled egg cook Qn a buffet car, and if I can get it I will close out in New Orleans till restaurant etiquette is a little less TompkinsviHe."She pointed impr sively to the sky, Arthur—W'uat was it? lie Had a Limit. "is not a star, but a planet? The difference is radical, and your erroi would be viral if allowed to pass." It was quite n different thing when this young Englishman came. lie contrived to impress her with a vague idea that he was some great personage or other iu disguise, and he certainly assumed haughty enough airs for a great lord at the very least. Madge—His wife made an appointment to meet him at a certain hour, and she was there right on the minute.—Chi- Chicago Inter Ocean. The dnde was visiting the penitentiary accompanied by an official and a newspaper man, and the were talking to one of the prisoners. It was not pleasant to think of the sunken snags an unfamiliar oarsman might encounter, nor was that ghastly bend just above, where the encroaching river cut far into the old cemetery, a cheering recollection. To the man in seersucker came a feebio realization of the tremendous possibilities of a finished education.—Detroit He then resumed his paper. "Have a cigarette?" said the dude af they were about to depart, offering him a package. For a Particular Purpose. Clerk—What size stocking do you want? Tribune, Yesterday I received the following letter along with sixty-nine others that "Much obliged," responded the pris oner, shaking his head. *Tve stole hoesee and robbed chicken roosts and broke into houses and killed a man ox two and had four or live wives and made counterfeit money, but I never smoked oigarettes, and heaven helpin me I never will. 80 long," and the cell door went to with a bang as pronounced at the one the dude wore in hJLa hair.—De troit Free Presa. Son.® Biblical Oddities. I'oetic Proportions. juucn 10 Annot« surprise, Mrs. rescott did not seem to like her new admirer, and there was just enough willfulness in Annot to make her like him all the more for that very reason. Mrs. Prescott fostered her dislike to St. Ives; she quarreled constantly with Anuot about him, and finally forbade Annot to Bee him. Willie—About No. 20,1 guess. Clerk—Why, my little man, you can't wear a larger size than 4. Willie—These are for Clothier and Furnisher "1 will not think of it!** he said. "It must be nearly time for me to turn across to the Tow head. The current may carry me down a little, but 1 would rather pull for it than stay on this tide and get the horrors!" Misprints and odd sent ences makes Bible* rery valuable. The "Breeches Bible" is Do called on account of a wrong translation Of the word "aprons" cs it appears in Genesis ill, 7, the translators in this instance having made it to read, "And the} aewed fig leaves together and made themselves breechesl" The English reformers exiled at Geneva are responsible for this very apparent absurdity. During Queen Elizabeth's reign it was the regular English family Bible. The "Vineuar Bible," an edition of Holy Writ which appeared from the Clarendon press in 1717, is known by that odd title !Decause the words "The parable of the vineyard," in the title of Lake xx, is made to rend "The parable of the vinegar." Matthew's Bible, primed In liondon in 1551, was nicknamed the "Bug Bible," because Psalms xci, 5, was translated so as to read, "So that thou shalt not nede to bee afniide of any bngges by nighte." The original idea of the word "terror" is still to lDe seen iu our words "bugbear," "bugalioo," etc. The poet left her poem with the eaitoi and said she would call in a week or so and have his opinion. She did 60, but the editor had forgotten her. were a good deal the same. In coupling my name with that of Mr. Vanderbilt, my friend Walter Wellman has thoughtlessly opened up a field which he wotted not of. Mr. Wellman kindly but thoughtlessly referred to me in one of his letters as a neighbor of Mr. Vanderbilt's, which of course I am. but that is no reason why I should endow a home for sand pounders and people who do not know enough to ache when they get hurt. Siin;e the publication of the letter eii*ht young girls have asked me to edurate them. Ono said that, through no fault of hern, her father was doing time in a Kansas jail. old shanty," said Will, rising from the sand. His companion did not venture Christmas.— to follow him in the expedition. The river had year by year added to "Well," she said, after the usual salutation. "what do you think of my poem?" Very lllauk the strip of land, and the old flatboat His sharp, short whistle was answered by a figure leaping aboard before the skiff had fairly touched the shore. "Good morning, miss," said the editor to the girl with the manuscript, "some more of your blank verse?'' Of course the mode of living engendered by a modern civilization, wherein .women occupy so prominent a place, makes a season of absolute privacy and retirement impossible except for the favored few. Employer and employed, entertainer or entertained, mistress or subordinate, must* an a rule, keep uj with the procession, do her part, or perhaps be dubbed useless and a burden. was now nearly hidden by the underbrush that had grown up between it and the water. The low hnt which had once been the boat's cabin was still standing •mid tho decayed timbers of the hull, * and Will noticed with surprise that thfre were traces of something like footprints leading to it. "I beg your pardon, 1 don't remember," blushed the editor. The result might have been foreseen. St. Ives contrived to meet Annot out somewhere, swore that ho loved her too well to live without her and made her Ijelieve him. Late the following night n carriage was waiting not far from Mrs. Prescott's residence. Annot crept softly down from her own room and stole out toward it, and they were driven swiftly away, Annot sobbing in a hysterical fright at the step she had taken. "1 was lu re a week ago and left it with yon. The subject you may remember was 'Scattered Thoughts.'" "I knew you would come," the young man said. "At dark Nina put a light in my window just as she used to when 1 was out late on the river, and 1 knew you had been there, Ifiefore we go any further tell me the name of the person I ain trusting myself to." "The trusting is not entirely on your side, Prescott. Do you know what It means when 1 tell you my name is Denning?"And the young woman simply sailed out of the office and left the editor aiotie iu his astonishment.—Washington Star, Queered Himself. "Why, Clara, I'm surprised to heai yon speak so disparagingly of Mr. Dough drop. Only a few months since yon thought he was about perfect. Hat he done anything to lower himself ii yonr estimation?" "Indeed he has." "Oh. yes. 1 do renwmlier now," replied the editor hurriedly as he fished Plenty of Klower*. it out of a drawer The Rev, Dr. Cuyler was seventy years old a few days ago, and received gratifying tokem of regard from many friends. The drawing loom and study were fragrant with roses and flowert and were a bower of beauty. It occurred to some one to bring a faithful servant who had been knitted by interest, association and affection with the life of the household through years ol tender and trusting service up to the drawing room to see the evidences of the loving remembrance in which the good man was held. She examined the gifts with great interest, and expressed her delight in these glowing words to Mrs. Cuyler, "I tell you, ma'am, th« doctor couldn't have had moro flowers sent to him if he was deadl"—Brooklyn What do yon think of it?" Under these circuinstnnces the habiliments of mourning must of necessity be seen in the street and in business circles, but their adoption serves a useful purpose, inasmuch as the wearer secures a certain immunity from attending the gayer and more public forms of social entertainment so repulsive to the heavy hearted.—Cor. Vbw Vork Sun. Nevertheless he stepped quite unsuspiciously over the doorway. Once fairly within he felt himself roughly grasped by the aftns from behind. Well, my dear madam," he said very Our bouse has lwen broken into twice also. People think perhaps that we borrow the Vunderbilfc plate when we have company, but we do not. A picture of Nancy Hanks which I secured at the Vatican was taken from the house; also a Roman tear jug which I had been using since I began to build, and which was nearly full. politely portion it i C considerably out of pro That is to K»y. there is altogether too umcb scatter to the amouut It had been understood that they should proceed immediately to the house of a clergyman and be married, but St. Ivea proposed that they should leave the city for that purpose, and, as it was too late to render it probable that they would easily find a clergyman, postpone tho ceremony till morning dawned. "You make a noise to call that boy," ■aid a voice close to his ears, "and I'll kill youl I tell yon I will never be taken prisoner!" The person who had seized him now faced him, still holding him by the arms. Will saw a youth scarcely older than himself dressed in a worn gray rniirorm. His grip was like steel, Dut ir.a face was so pinched and drawn and his eyes eo desperately miserable that the heart of his captive warmed to him. Recovering his composure a little, tfterhtefint astonishment. and alarm, "Clara, yon astonish me. May I in quire what it is?" "He has married me."—Detroit Trib of thought "It means that if I play the rascal it would be worse for you to have helped me than for any one else. I see and 1 appreciate it." Then she proceeded to escape.—Detroit Free Press. P*1«M Ton Carry a Gun. The answers in the correspondents' column of a German journal contain the The "Wicked Bible" whs printed in London in 1631, and was so called from the fact that the negation was omitted In certain of the commandments, making them read "thou shalt" instead of "thou shalt not." Archbishop ID&ud ordered this edition suppressed and forced the printer to pay a fine of £300. The "Plaeemakers Bible" is another sacred oddity for Which book collectors pay a hitch price. It obtained Its name from an error i:i Matthew v. ft, win re the words "Blessed arc the peacemakers" read "The only way in which I can settle ii with my conscience is to consider yon my prisoner on parole while yon are inside tns imes, ana see you sately outside before 1 leave yon." Horr A. ( it a large party to B., who had treated him disrespectfully)—Sir, I propose to lead you fur a week a l»oolc on the manners ;;nd customs of polite A Khi» on lit* Kuucklri, People write to Mr. Vanderbilt, and if they do not get a reply they write to me to know "what is eating hiin," as they tersely express it. One old lady writes me that she wants to learn to go on the stage. Sue does not say that she is old, but she unfortunately sends her photograph. She wants me to bring her out. A Sure Cure. following; P. 8.—We really think yon had better not visit us in order to receive an ex planation of the reason why we have rejected your manuscript. Our staircase, we beg to inform you, has twenty-four steps, and we do not keep a bolster a; ♦he-bottom —Boston Globe. "My dear," said Mr. Banker to his wife, "what has becgine of thSt bo± oi cigars you gave me on my birthday?" "Itis op stairs." It was far into the next day before they stopped at a little country hotel miles from the city, and Annot, haggard from sleeplessness and red eyed from weeping, was conducted within. "How about your picket?** "Fortunately for yon he is up at the old sawmill. He saw me, hailed me, and got the password as I went up. Lie low society! "Well, get it, please. Jimmy waut* to smoke and 1 think we can give him all he wanta in about three seconds."— Harper's guar. ilerr 13.—Very jileased. I'm snre; but c-in vo'i rr:_'!ly upare it that leugtb of fc'liegemle liiatter. Umo St. Ives ordered breakfast and went out afterward, as be said, to look for a i