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•IPW'fppi^^ SUMMERTIME. Tla summertime, 'tis summertime, The year is aging f«wt, The erst young cfcdld has reached its prime Its prattling da^s are past. The smiling babe,'with promise born, Is now a babe no more; Now manhood's looks mature adorn Where childhood's graced before, lp Tfa summertime, 'tis summertime, And earth is gay and bright, All nature dons a garb sublime To ravish sense and sight. And warmth and glow o'er ail abide- To lord it while they stay; The days pass on, comes wintertide, And then, oh, where are they ? *T4s summertime, '$h\sumrnertime, The years are rollingNCast, With mau and month alike speeds time Till old age-eomee at last; Hence of the*uran:ertime of life, Whoso may be possest, While it is theirs with pieasuresrife. Should make of it the best. —Hal Berte, in Free Press, CROSS PURPOSES. '•Well, if you can't get your own con- sent, Mrs. Deery, I suppose you can't,\ •aid Mr. Perrin, his reproachful gaze fii«d upon the fly promenading the inflow** plump wrist. \I had hoped on fttlection, you'd come to consider my proposal favorably, but i t seems you think you couldn't be happy wit h me.\ \I couldn't be happy with Roxanna,\ responded the lady, impetuously; then, checking herself, she Hushed like the woodbine at the window, and i n her turn gazed down upon the itinerating fly. \Oh if you refuse me on account of sitter, Mrs. Deery, I really-can't take'No' for an answer,\ cried her suitor, looking ip with an encouraged air. The widow's gaze never swerved from the insect, now chafing its stiffened little legs upon her thumb. _ \You'd have no trouble in getting on with sister, I'll wage,\ pursued the •ager wooer, \You rarely see an evener- tempered woman.\ * \Yes that's just it, Mr. Perrin. Rox- anna's too perfect,\ broke forth the lady, brushing away the fly with startling en- ergy, \it would fidget me to death to live with her. She's a chosen vessel, and I'm only common clay.\ The widow Deery common clay, in- deed! Mr. Perrin would have divined the contrary unaided by the officious sun- beam which darted i n at that instant to {)oint out her manifold attractions. Be- ng deeply in love, he took advantage of hi^opportunlty to pay a handsome com- pliment and to renew his suit. For one intoxicating moment his fair listener wavered, but the moment passed. \Hush please, Mr. Perrin! Don't say any more about it!\ cried she, with a Wilful toss of her bewitching brown curls. \I might care for you\—the tremor in her voice was very nearly his undoing— \I might care for you, but I couldn't breathe with Roxanna. Think how my tittleboy would worry her! Shewonldn't Ipeak an unkind word, but every time he left sticky finger-prints on a door I should feel that she was wishing that he and his mother had staid away.\ \I might—\ Mr. Perrin pawed, shocked at his base impulse. Had he actually been about to remark that he might provide sister with another home? Sister, who, but for devotion to his inter- ests, might now be matronuing a house- hold of her own? Dear, faithful Rox- anna! Could he ever requite her for those weary years of watching beside the couch of his helpless, dying wife! The full measure of her self-sacrifice he had not known at the time, but he now had no doubt that for Climena's sake and his the had discarded Joel Kirby. No, no ; sister should never be requested t o vacate the dwelling over which she had ruled so long and so well! Anl to Mr. Perrin's aredit be it stated, that in the ardor of bis passion for the little widow he closed his lips upon the disloyal words that per- chance might have won her, and strode forth from her cottage a rejec ed lover. \If Kirby should wunt Roxanna now as much as, according to accounts, he wanted her before he went to California, why, it might straighten things,\ mused he, plodding despondently along the path through the fields; 'bu t they say he has his eye on his cousin Martha. Naturally he would be lookiug for somebody younger than sister: she has faded. There's an od Is in women.\ And the lover's thoughts reverted to the buxom widow, little younger than Roxanna, yet no more faded than a morning-glory at sunrise. Mr, Perrin's feet had traversed the meadow and ascended the slope of the pasture adjoining the highway ere his mind caught up with them. Then he murmured, half audibly: \I wonder whether Kirby di d call this afternoon? Whe n I saw his team coming over the •adge, it struck me I mi-h t as w.l l steal off through the orchard. Considering he's i n the neighborhood looking up his old friends, he can't civilly pass by Rox- anna; and 1 wouldn't be a hindranc e in case—\ His soliloquy merged in a low whistle of satisfaction. He had reached the bars opposite his own gate, and at the gate, his fore-feet deep in a hollow paw, d by their impatience, stood Mr. Kirby's gay sorrel. At the spectacle Mr. Perrin's heart bounded within him,, and he clutched tbe topmost rail tor support. Should he lead the forgotten horse away to the stable, or should he by so doing appear to take too much for granted? He de- sired t o be h spitable, he desired to be exceedingly hospitable, but he must not couvey the impression that he was over- tealous for a brother-in-law, and thus annoy Koxanua. Sister wat so fastid- ious! In unprecedented excitement the habitually easy-going man deba' ed with- in himself regarding the course of con- duct befitting this exceptional occasion, and finally judged it best to interfere with the probable wooing in no particu- lar. Ace »i dingly he crept quietly around to the porch door, with a surreptitious glance at the sitting-room in passing. A brisk fire of chips revealed to him his rather prim blonde sister seated in a low rocker before the hearth, and Joel Kirby leaning agaiust the mantel near her, volubly discoursing. \They've opened the ball without me, I guess,\ mused the skulking host, face- tiously, :,s he hitched his chair along to the kitchen stove to warm his feet in the oven. \Seeing that it's the first visit, I must say Joel stays it out well. •Unquestionably he means business. Wlat' s to prevent? He's a first-rate fel- low, and Ml make a kind husband. If I wasn't sure of that I wouldn't consent to his having Roxanna. I should hate to have him take her out to California. I hope it's true that he lias bought back the old homestead. Well, well, wouldn't I like to be a little mouse in the sitting- room wall about this time?\ Could he have had his wish, a most astounded little mouse would the worthy mau ha 1 , e personated. \You are the most morbidly coneie n tious person, Boxy, that I know of,\ Mr. Kirby was saying, with a frown that scored his forehead with horizontal Wrinkles like the staff in written music. \If I could only convince y0u that it was your duty t o be my wife, I should stand some chance of getting you; but, unluckily for me, you've cherished this notion that you ought to keep house for your brother till you—\ \I'rother needs me,\ murmured Miss Roxanna, tears swelling in her eyes of 'baby blue.\ \And don't I need you? Haven't I some rights? During your stricken sis- ter's illness I consented to waive these, but now aho is gone, and I Want you.\ \Don't Joel, don't!\ \I toll you I do, and I can't help it,\ cried Mr. Kirby, with grim humor. \When I couldn't move you by letter, I resolved Pd come and speak for myself. You used to say you loved me, Roxy. Cant you—\ \You know plenty of other ladies, Joel, younger and more pleasing,\ fal- tered Miss Roxanna, nervously smooth- ing the pale giliin g of hair that framed her temples in a Gothic arjh. \They are nothing tome , replied the gentleman, curtly, almost as if he es- teemed the fact a matter of regret. Assured of the favor of more than one pretty girl of his acquaintance, was it not a little hard that the full current of his being must needs set toward this un- responsive woman of thirty ? It had been ever thus with Joel Kirby from his perverse childhood, when, if he wanted cake, no human power could induce him to nibble gingerbread. \No Rosy, there's only one woman in the world for me,\ he continued, in a softer tone. \Your brother is of a dif- ferent temperament. Has it never oc- curred t o you that he may marry a second time? \ \Brother marry! Oh, rib, indeed, he'll never marry— nerer.f\ cried Miss Rox- anna, rooted and grounded in the belief that her brother's heart was entombed with the dead Climena. \No he could not take auother wife, Joel, and you see he has only me. I couldn't be so cruel as t o leave him.\ To all Mr. Kirby's subsequant plead- ings she made this same reply, but it soothed his chafing spirit not a little that she made it with faltering and that she parted from himself with tears. As the sound of his rapid wheels died in the dbtance she hastily dried her eyes and hurried into the kitchen to see about the belated supper. Mr. Perrin, still j gloating over castles i n Spain, looked up I with the roguish purpose of greeting her I as \Mrs. Kirby,\ but, dismayed at her troubled countenance, remarked instead that \the days were getting shorter\—a fact that she had observed before. He felt as if he had received a blow. For him-there was, there could be, but j one interpretation of his sister's nnwonted j emotion. She loved Kirby, and Kirby I no longer cared for her, Poor girl, she had dreamed that a man's affections were like granite boulders r incapab]e of change, and she was awakening with a shock. Hapless Roxanna! ^he too had her trials. Keenly sympathetic, the magnanimous brother, concealed his own disappoint- ment as best he could, and lavished upon his sorrowful sister an excess of ten- derness. \You have the knack of spoiling me for other folks' cooking, little woman, that's the truth,\ said he at tea time, os- tentatiously heaping his plate with cream toast, \How should I ever get along, without youi\ \That'll make'her feel that I appre- ciate her, if Joel doesn't,\ he mused, benevolently; while she, oh her side of the table, was thinking: \It's just as I suspected; it would kill brother to lose me.\ \Oh you'd manage somehow. Maybe you'd marry,\ she ventured, timidly, al- most hearing the fluttering of the lost Climena's wings. '•Poh! poh! sister, nothing seems less likely,\ answered her brother, in a voice so sad that Mi3s Roxanna chided herself for having opened his old wout.d afresh. But she had done it for Joel's sake. She owed i t to Joel to make sure that there could be no misunderstanding. The October days with their noonday S atches of sunshine and their heavy bor- ers of twilight came and went. In a spasm of hope that the charming wido w might yet consent to share the domestic sceptre with his sister, Mr. Perrin made a second proposal, only to receive a sec- ond decided, though flattering, refusal. Mr. Kirby repeated his call upon Miss Roxanna, and departed cursing fate, and by no means loving Mr. Perrin, who m he supposed perfectly acquainted with the relations between himself and Roxanna. Overtaking Mr. Perrin one day walking home from the postoffice, Mr. Kirby With inward reluctance asked him to ride. With equal reluctance Mr. Perrin ac- cepted the invitation, reflecting: \If I ain't civil, he'll take it that I'm mad be- cause he doesn't renew his offer t o Rox- anna, and I won't humor him.'* \Heavy frost last night,\ growled Mr. Kirby. \Very assented the other, conscious of an inward chill. \Winter is upon us. Shall you spend i t i n Maine?\ \My plans are Uncertain,\ snarled Mr. Kirby; adding, mentally: \Thanks to you, sir.\ \Of cou se you can choose your ow n climate. There's the advantage of hav- in g plenty of money, and no family ties.\ \N o family tic 31 Whose fault was it that he had no family ties?\' mused the irate bachelor, making rapid passes over his long beard as if he would mesmerize the pain i n his breast \Might not Rox- anna have been his wife years ago but for the necessities of this selfiish bi other?\ \Though I've lately heard it hinted, Joel, that you are thinking o' marrying,\ Mr. Perrin blundered on, in his embar- rassment saying the very thing he had resolved not to say. Mr. Kirby snapped his whip, and trans- fixed his companion with a glance so frigid that pcor Mr. Perrin shivered as if he was impaled on an icicle. \Your cousin is a fine girl, Joel—an uncommonly fine girl. I—I congratulate you,\ lie stammered, wishing it would do to get out and walk. \You arc too kind, Perrin—too kind by half,\ sneered Mr. Kirby, letting g o the reins of his anger. \You've robbed mo of one bride, sir, and now you want to make amends, do you, by choosing me auother^' \Why Kirby, what are you raving about? When have I ever interfered with your concerns—matrimonial or other wise:\ cried Mr. Perrin, in a tone of in- jured innocence. \You are laboring under some strange delusion.\ \Do you pretend it's a delusion of mine that but for you Roxanna would be my wife?\. \Oh lie's twitting m e on old scores,\ mused Mr. Perrin, aggrieved. He blames me for letting sister give up her prospects in life for Climena's sake. Sister would do it, and she never told me there was anything between ht>r and Joel, \When a man is i n a tight place, Joel, he's apt to realize his own needs better than the needs of his brethren,I suppose,\ he said, aloud, after a moment's pause. \But I'm sorry if you bear me a grudge,\ \Tight place! D o you call yourself in a tight place, Perrin—a strong, hearty fellow like you? You ought to be inde- E endent of your sister. You ought to ire a house-keepsr, and let Roxanna go.\ \Let Roxanna ml Where?\ interro- gated the befogged Mr. Perrin. \Wherever she prefers to live. I should let her decide that after we arete married,\ replied Mr. Kirby, impatient- ly. \The main point is t o get her away from you. She says you say you couldn't live without her.\ \Yes I did say it—1 did say it; butI take i t all back,'' cried Mr. Perrin, fairly blinking in the light that suddenly illu- minated his darkened mind. \I see things clearer than I did, Joel. I won't stand any longer between you and Rox- anna,\ \Your hand on it?\ \My hand on it, Joel. I shall be glad —proud that is—to give sister to you; and if you are going^on up t o the house, you can tell her I said sO.\ \Thank you, Perrin—thank you. An d if I've spoken sharply, I beg your par- don,\ cried Mr. Kirby, smiling like a Santa Claus. \Oh it's all right. Everything i s all right,\ replied Mr. Perrin, too happy t o keep it to himself. \Drop me here, Kirby, pleaee; I have an engagement to mike. And make it to-duy f shall and I will, God willing,\ he added, beneath his breath, as he dismounted before the door of the widow Deery.— Harper' '« Bazar. . Dealing s in Gold Dnst. Gold-dust buying i n the mining towns was a very profitable business i n the early days of California. What was called black sand, composed principally of iron, was always mingled to a greater or less degree with the dust when i t was brought to the huyer. This had t o be blown out, and often the finest particles of gold were blown out with it. Thus in an office where a large quantity of dust was bought muoh of the fine gold would be scattered around the room. The dustings of a buyer's counter and sweepings of his floor were often worth hundreds of dol- lars a month. Sometimes the buyers were suspect d of: cheating in a more illegiti- mate manner by slyly appropriating some of the gold while they wiere shaking it around afid examining it In the blow pans. •'-\•'/'';• ' .'•''*• .\•'•'• \_•'\ Once a miner, wh o believed a buyer had swindled him, got even i n a rather peculiar manner. H e had a pair of brass stiirupB weighing two pounds. Every time he soltt dust to this buyer h e filed a S ortion of the stirrups among It till he id palmed off the whole of them for gold dust. The Chinese have always been the most successful manufacturers of counterfeit S old dust. Many a lot of braes or iron lings, plated with gold, has been sold by them to unsuspecting buyers. Of late years this has been less practiced, how- ever, because of the fact that buyers al- most invariably test the dust with acid, or burn it. By subjecting it to an intense heat the 1 gold is not, affected, but any other metal that may be mingled with i t i s soon dissipated in vapor. A buyer was once purchasing some dust from a company of Chinese miners. His balance scales were on an open counter before them. Suddenly he noticed that one of the Chinamen had slyly touched the balance in which the dust was to be weighed. Quickly looking under the bottom of it he round some object stick- ing t o it, which proved to be a small piece of sticky substance, like beeswax. It weighed half an ounce. The wily Chinamen had intended, of course, after the dust was weighed, to remove the wax as deftly as they iiad put it on. Marks on the bottom of the balance revealed the fact that this trick had often been suc- cessful. Thus this company, and per- haps others, had gained half an ounce on the buyer every time they sold him a lot of dust. This trick and others of a similar character afterward led almost all buyers t o put their balance scales in glass cases, instead of having them open on the counter. In the early days of California life specie was not plentiful enough for the needs of trade, and gold dust was used almost entirely as a medium of exchange. The miners carried it i n long buckskin purses. This compelled all kinds of business houses and shops t o have scales with which to weigh the dust. What little coined money there was in circula- tion was eagerly bought up by the gam- blers, who by piling it up i n their banks could make more of a display with it than they could with the gold dust.— San Francisco Post. 3,000 5,000 1,00(1 FACTS FO R TH E OJBIOUS . Boots for dogs that have sore feet are kept for sale i n Ne w York. Jay Gould's income is said to be ten cents every time the clock ticks. A Minneapolis man says that i n China red i s thought t o be a very lucky color, and that is the'-. reason why Chinese laundrymen i n this country use so much red paint and so many red curtains. An association of pharmacists in Paris has been discussing the old question of the influence of plants i n bedrooms upon the health. The conclusion reached is that plants are beneficial, especially to consumptives, • A Ne w Jersey railroad conductor says that a newspaper folded lengthwise and tucked down the back under the coat, so that one end shall project up against the back of the head, makes a most comfort- able arid tho.ough rest for a tired travel- er's head. A North Carolina guinea hen had a nest i n a hedge row. A crow discovered it, and after trying i n vain to break an egg with its beak clutqhed one In its claws, and^ flying up forty or fifty feet in the air, let it fall, and thus accom- plished its purpose. Though it had been long believed that Britain was an inland, it was not until the time of Agricola, the Roman Gover- nor, that this became fully established. Agricola-sent ships from a place supposed to have been Sandwich Haven, and they Sailed on arid ail around the north of Scotland, discovering the Orkney Islands, till they returned to the same place from which they started. The older civilized people, the Greeks and Romans, loved city life; that was their idea of civilisation. People who lived in the country were rustics, and quite on a lower level. Another name they had for those wh o did not live in cities, but in villages or hamlets, was pagan (from the Latin pagus, a village). Th e word afterward came to have another sense. The ancient Germans hated cities and loved to live apart. It has been found by Dr. Tait that the ear i n women can perceive higher notes —that is, sounds with a greater numbei of vibrat'ons per seeond—than the ear of men. The highest limit of hunn n hear- ing i s somewhere between forty-one and forty-two thousand vibrations per sec- ond. Pe w persons have equal sensibility to acute sounds in both ears, the right ear usually hearing a higher note than the left. The lowest continuous sounds have about sixteen vibrations per seeond Remarkabl e Garments Wor n by Dudes. The colored-shirt mania is becoming acute and i s rapidly getting beyond con- trol. The proudest man i n town to-day is the one who parades Broadway with a liberally exposed shirt bosom formed of a background of sea green, splashed with red roses, and occasional arrows of a light shade of pink, with a high white collar and a purple tie. , This gentleman feels that ho can defy all comers. The only rival to this particularly violent specimen of misdirected energy in the matter of color i s Mr. Berry Wall's waist- coat. I t was built for him at vast ex- pense, and woul d be the pride of Mr. Wall's friends if it we; e not for the fact that the sight of it plunges them into a condition of blind, unreasoning, and vio- lent envy. The body of the waistcoat is white, and over its surface are embroi- dered countless miniature represenl ations of Mr. Berry Wall's great race horse Wallflowe/,wit h a jockey on his lac k wearing Mr.. Wall's colors, blue and white. It would be proper, perhaps, to observe that the word 'great, \ as used in the foregoing sentence t o describe Mr, Wall's horse, is purely complimentary. It i s not a bad-looking horse and it had the reputation of being rather fond of its master, the King of the Dudes, but it never wins. It is a curious freak which makes the most extravagant combinations admissi- ble as far as the shirt-bosoms, and cuffs are concerned, but rigidly prescribes a white collar. Of all the fashions that have afflicted the tow n this is by long odds the most ab3urd.— Brooklyn Eagle. Tattooe d Women. Those wh o think tattooing, as most peopledoi n this part of the world, a•'.cus- tom of semi-civilized countries (except in the case of sailors), will probably be astonished to learn that there are two sis- ters belonging to one of the most promi- nent families i n Washington, socially as well as in official circles, whose grand- parents on both sides were also for more than a generation back similarly situated in the National Capital j whoar e really tattooed. Both the sisters are young, and one has been married for several yea s, and the other is betrothed. When scarcely i n their teens these girls, just for the fun of the tiling, being of a lively, daring temperament, allowed-a sailor at the naval station, where they were with their parents, t o tattoo their cheeks with red, and i t has remained i n the skin ever since, making the cheeks wear always a peculiar brick-dust hud, that no one has ever been deceived into believing natural, and wonder has often been expressed that these young ladies painted their •faces i n so glaring and inartistic a man- ner. Fe w kno w that they are tattooed, and that they have doubtless often re- gretted utterly the freak of their early youth.— Washington Letter. Barroo m Gorgeousness. Barroom gorgeousness m the metropo- lis i s shown i n the fact that $250,000 has been spent on hig h art in half a dozen saloons. The principal works of art in the Hoffman House barroom, with their cost, are thus given: ' 'The Egg Dancer,\ statue by Ball, once owned by Oakes Ames. $4,000 \Eve a figure m marble, by Rorna- nelH, once owned by Carman, of Carmansville, who paid for it..... . \Pan and Bacchante,\ Once the prop- erty of Henry Hilton, and bought 'The Diver,\ marble, by Tarrachi*!!! \The Moorish Slave,\ supposed to be 2,000 years old, once, owned by the Astors, and bought for.. Gobelin tapestry made for Napoleon III., and bought for.;...... . A Haarlem clock............. . , Two pendulum clocks ...... . Paintings—Bougereau's \Nymphs and Satyr,\ valued at $25,000, but cost only... 10.00C Falero's \Vision of Faust\ 5,0OG Chelmonski's \Mail Carrier\. 5,001 Sadler's \Palm Sunday\........ . 3,Q0C Corregio's \Narcissus\ (bought for a song), worth $60,000 if genuine, and valued at $15,000 while unauthenti- cated ]5,00( A resume of the figures representing the money value of the collections in seven places will surprise even the best informed student of the subject. Tht grand total is $351,000, and the tota.' for the barrooms is more than a quarter of a million. The items are as follows: Hoffman House barroom $75,000 C. F. Wildey 66,000 The-dore Stewart 50,000 'The Studio\ 20,000 Farrish's (insured for more than $15,- 000) . 20,000 \The Bank\ 15,000 Germania Hall 5,000 Total for barrooms and chop houses..$251,600 Model Financiering . An Ann Arbor, Mich., young man re- solved that every $10 bill coming into his possession be would put into the bank; every $;> bill would go toward a fund for buying clothes, etc.; every $1 (bill or coin) should go for board, wash- ing, etc.; every twenty-five and ten-cent piece to an icecream, soda water, and so forth fund for his girl, and the pennies for church collection. At the end of six months he balanced up, and found $6.27 for the church collection fund; $65,35 expended in the icecream-girl fund; he was t,hree weeks behind with his board on the $1 fund; had accumulated just $20 for the new-clothes fund, and hadn't a red cent in the $10 fund.— Rochester Chmnide. Fai n tiny . It is surprising ho w everybody rushes at a fainting person and strives to raise him up, and especially to keep his head erect. There must be an instinctive ap- prehension that if a person seized with a fainting fit fall into a recumbent position deathi s more imminent, Al- ways t remember this fact, namely: Painting is caused by want of blood in the brain. The heart ceases t o act wit h sufficient force t o send the usual amount of blood t o the brain, and hence the per-- son loses consciousness because the func tion of the brain ceases. Restore th e blood to the brain and instantly the person recovers. Now , though the l?lood is propelled to all parts of the body by action of the heart, yet i t i s still under the influence of the laws of gravitation. In the erect po- sition the blood ascends to the head against gravitation, and the supply to the brain is diminished* as compared with the recumbent position, the hWt' s pulsation tmng equal. If, then, you place a person sitting whose heart ha< nearly ceased t o beat, his brain will fail to receive the blood; while if yoCulay him down with the head lower than the heart, blood will run into the brain by mere force of gravity, and in suffi- cient quantity to restore conscious- ness. Indeed, nature teaches us how to manage fainting persons, for they always fall and frequently are at once restored by the recumbent pbstyition into which they are thrown. WOMAN'S womb. PLEASAN T PERUSAIJ FOR FEM- ININ E READERS. A Georgi a Woman's Fortune . A few years ago Mrs. Rachel Francis, of Atlanta, Ga., concluded that she could make money by going into the dairy business, and managing to get a few dol- lars together, she bough t a cow and began business. It Was oh a small scale, but she prospered, and after a time she had bought a dozen or more cows. The work was done by her. She was up early and late. After milking the cows she would prepare the milk for market an1 deliver it t o her customers. In two years after Mrs. Francis engaged in the dairy business she was known by nearly every citizen. She was strictly business and went wherever her business called her, no matter where that was. Mrs. Francis invested her money as fast as she made it, and her inves mentis always proved good ones. Mrs. Francis died a few years ago, leaving an estate valued at $40,030, including a dairy fam of seventy-five ac res, well improved and stocked, near Atlanta. —rBtUtimore Sun. ibsftitioi •, ^6 • Goats. Apropos of an attempt being made by a society in England to popularize goats, the London Standard says: As most of our finest French gloves are made of rat s-kins. it is not necessary to enlarge upon the value of kids as furnishing the raw material of these hand coverings. Nor, though the best Morocco leather—the art of softening, which is still tonfined to Muley Hassan's Empire—is made from goat skins, would it repay anyone to keep a flock for that purpose. But as an occasional change of food, goat's flesh is not t o be despised. The old animal, we ftdmit, is not a delicncy. In Wales i t is salted and dried, and eaten under the name of \hung venison,\ which is strongly recommended for soup. In some countries it is even preferred to mutton, being 'stronger food,\ and therefore more nutritious than the flesh of sheep. However, unless one's palate has been educated up to goat, the feeling after a dinner on one of an uncertain age is that of the backwoodsman who supped on a crow. He could oat crow, but he failed '*to hanker arter it.\ N o one hankers after goat any more than he does after mule, or alligator, or that fricassee of donkey, regarding which, the theoretical gourmet so often enlarges But the kid is \admirable-while a suck- ling. If prop<-ly dressed, it is far su- perior to eitb< lamb or veal, though it is not often lint one has a chance, out of Italy or Sy: i:i, t o test its qualities. Jewelry Now Worn. Bangles are no w of a larger stylo than formerly and are jeweled in rococo style. Little gold mushrooms are now worn as pendeloques on bracelets. What next? A pretty pin for fastening the bonnet string is composed of a cat's-eye set wit h diamonds. A solitaire pearl set in a dark blue en - amel ring i s the most fashionable engage- ment ring. Amber will be worn wit h rich black costumes this season, and when it is combined artistically it is pretty. Garnets have again become the fashion in clasps, pins and buckles; for fasten- ing the corsage these stones are quite ef- fective. The four-kaf clover is the most fash- ionable form for pins and pendants this season. The wings of Mercury are also a favorite design i n jewelry. Amon g the novelties in jewelry are gold croohet hooks and knitting needles tipped with small stones, pearls and bril- liants being mostly used. The fashion of wearing ornaments in the hair is steadily becoming more pro- nounced, and many odd and beautiful designs are now shown i n jeweled combs, spears, daggers, etc. Some pretty combs have several trge silver or gold balls at the top. These\are arranged among the coils of the hair with becoming effect.— New York Mail and Express. A \Wrinkle i n Millinery.*' The dear girls have a new wrinkle in millinery—or, perhaps, it is an old wrinkle just being found out, says a Ne w York letter. Bonnets trimmed at a fashionable establishment cost from $10 to $50, somewhat according to the style, and a good deal according t o the prevail- ing idea of the wealth of the parent or husband wh o has t o pay the bill. On the lining of each is printed or pasted a label wjiththe name of the fashionable estab- ment. The dear girls dearly love that label, because it is the first thing each of them looks at when they inspect some other girl's new bonnet. The dear price which the dear girls have to pay for these dear hats, however, breaks the feminine hearts along with the masculine pocketbooks. They know they can trim their own bonnets just, as pretty as the fashionable milliner can, and their inge- nious little heads have got around the difficulty about the label by treasuring up their last year's headgear and work- in g the linings with the high-priced label into the new, home-made millinery. The result is a bonnet that even the envious female eye cannot tell from a \bough- ten^\ one, except that it generally looks betteR A n incidental variation of the scheme allows the fair one t o increas her supply of pin-money by collecting from papa or hubby -'th'3 old, accustomed price for her \new\bonnet.\ In ja-tice to the ladies, however, i t is fair to say that few of them do this. It's worth more to them in the long run to be able t o refer occasionally t o \how much I saved, m y dear, by trimming m y own bonnet this spring instead of going to . that awfully- expensive Madame Blank.\ It's a poor coaxer who doesn't work this little plea for three or four times the cost of one of Aime's bonnets before the season is over. Lucky and Unlucky Days . The* following doggerel is a very old Scotch rhymo that is not often quoted nowadays. The idea of Wednesday being the best day for a wedding is all that now remains, but it will be seen each day has its own peculiar trait. The first three days of the week being of good omen and the last three ill-omened. Th e lines run thus: Monday for wealth, Tuesday for health, Wednesday the best day of all: Thursday for crosses Friday for losses, Saturday no day at all. In Judea a rainy day has always been considered unlucky for a wedding. The objection to solemnize marriage in the merry month of May, however fit a sea- son for courtship, is borrowed from the Roman pagans. The ancients have given us the maxim, Mahe nubent Maia, that it is only bad women who murry in May. The parties to a marriage may select the month and day of its celebration, but it is rather a difficult task to choose the day of one's birth. Yet these, too, have a meaning • Born of a Monday, Fair in Face; Born of a Tuesday, Full of God's graco; Born of a Wednesday, Merry and glad; Born of a Thui-sday, Sour and sad; Born of a .Friday, Godly given; 3orn of a Saturday, . Work for your living: Born of a Sunday, Never shall want; ^ So there's the week, , And the end on't. The idea of Friday being an unlucky day i s almost universal, and i n many civ- ilized countries it is known as hangman's day, from the prevailing custom of set- ting i t apart as a day. for executions. Yet i n Scandinavia, Thursday, or the day of Thor, or Thunder, is considered the day of bad omeo. Saint Elroy, in a ser- mon, warns his flock from keeping Thursday as a holy day. Dean Swift, in a letter to Sheridan, rhymes Thursday with cursed-day. It is a well-known fact that Thursday was an unlucky day for the English house of Tudor.— New York Mail and Express. Fashion Notes . Snowballs make a lovely trimming for a tulle bonnet, ^ For child renjs dresses canvas has no rival In populaAty; Perfumed ,**ticules and pockets are among late fancy novelties. Yellow and heliotrope are the leading London colors this summer. Black, white and scarlet are the pre- ferred colors for tulle bonnets, White frocks are not so much In favor this year for festivals as formerly. The new peach color combines exquis- itely with gold shades of yellow. Zephyr cloth, because of its goo d washing properties, is much favored. Leaf coral in a primrose tint lends effective aid both to Dr.nuets and hats. The London turban is a favorite for se abide, mountain aud traveling wear. Spangled crepe fans in iridescent ef- fects come among other novelties i n this line'. : . [ . --;;- '.-. . : '.\' -•/;' '-' Pongee combined with plaited surah makes a pretty and inexpensives summer dress. • : - ; ;.'••/' : '-^ ! Gathered panels take the place of § la; ted ones on summer wash fabric . resses. A tulle bonnet should be the lightest, most cloud-like piece ot head-gear ima- ginable. The Mikado Jersey has a white or tinted waistcoat, covered with Japanese designs.. :\. ' >'•• . .., ••'' There is a new and delicate shade of peach color that takes the bloom off every other shade. Large Gainesborough hats are again in vogue, but they have very large, high, conical crowns. Elegant beaded brocade velvets are of very light weight, and wil l be used for cool day wraps. A new silken canvas reminds one of a shower of golden snow, dashed with pink and blue add cream. Black Jersevs, with white corduroy an d fancy waistcoats buttoned in, are selling at very low prices. One of the prettiest h»ts for missei takes the name of the Piiscilla. It hai a bell crown and flat, rather wide, brim. Plain black surah is again in great favor, made up with white and black plaid surah, similar to th e design given for pongee. Tulle bonnets—white, black, gray, scarlet, all shades of red and rose color, blue and heliotrope—aire worn for full- dress occasions. A miscalled straw from Bahama, whic h is a plait either of palm leaves err wood, appears i n shades of cedar, feuille morte, absinthe and crevette. Notwithstanding the edict of th e Queen, the birds are worn more i n London than i n France or this country, where good taste i s potent and there i s no royal will to bo w to. A new fancy i s t o have the cover of rain umbrel las i n some ga y color, such as bright red, blue and purple. Whe n these are removed a plain black or brown um- brella i s disclosed. The most beautiful parasols seen this season have been i n the retail hbuse3 de- voted to jewelry and silverware. These have pro ven quite an attractive feature wit h their gold or silver mounted sticks. In veils there i s a variety of small and larger spotted tulle in all colors, and there is a most fairy-like fabric in flesh color, cream, olive, etc., called poudre de ri tulle, and another i n a different pat- tern called spider's web. The larger spot is slowly taking precedence of the tiny> dotted Niniche net. A Turkis h Batli, A man who has not indulged in a Turkish bath has missed much of the evils of this life, says Luke Sharp, i n the Detroit Free Press. I kno w that it is customary to speak of a Turkish bath as a great luxury v This i s a gravo mistake. It i s a luxury in the same sense that get- tin g a tooth pulled or a limb sawn off is a luxury—you feel a sense of great relief when the operation i s over. First you are put jnto a room that If InsufferaKy hot. There yqu endure all the tortures that are popularly supposed to be reserved for a large and influential class i n futurity. Then you g o into a room that is still hotter. After that you are mauled and maltreated by a rutHan in pre-Kaphaelite costume who twists your muscles and nearly wrings the flesh off your bones and finally Txeats yo u black and blue. The men employed at the Turkish ba'hs are people who are soured at the whole human race and wh o w reak the vengeance they would like t o have oa the community at large on each unfortunate individual wh o is brought before them. Whe n a person loses cbn- sciousneas from the treatment h e receives he i s sponged off, after being forced to swallow half a pound of soap i n the form of lather, and then dried and placed on a couch in an adjoining room until he is sufficiently recovered to haye strength enough to\ put On his clothes and fird a dollar i n one of the pockets to pay the man at the office. He is then altere d to escape. • , \ •.-. -.. A Hair y Family . Mr. Farini has made us acquainted with strange personages; but, assuredly, none more strange than those who m he is now exhibiting in one of the chambers of the Egyptian Halt, Piccadilly. This party consists of \The Burme>e Royal Sacred Hairy Family.\ On the abdication or expulsion of King Theebaw his depend- ents were scattered far and wide; and among the deposed favorites were a mother and son, who are held to be sacred simply from the fact that they are covered with hair from head to foot. There is no possible imposture about this fact,- for uny visitor is permitted the closc3t inspection. From the forehead to the feet the hair is in thick profusion, especially over the face (which resembles that of the Skye terrier), where i t has to be divided i n order t o allow the human eyes—for human they are-^to see or b e seen. On th e man s face thehair is enor- mously thick, and measures in length over seven inches. The woman, his mother, wh o is sixty-three year* of age, is also completely \covered with hair, which is now gtowing gray. —-London i Standard. A SON © O F THESEASOl* . Sweet are tbe signs of the summer time, \:••'-U With B now whi^e cJouda i« the afurtrskfta^ When sparkliDg morning-glorie3climb * ; In their wealth of delicate dyes; But, alas! for this earth's fairest ;b>, : : It never comes to brighten oar way, But comes ti e fiend wiih his maudlin cry— \Is i t hot enough for you to-day T We sit by the ^ream and wait resigned For touch of tbe \bite\ that never comes, Drowsy and half asleep in our mind, While we listen as the wild bee hums; But harsh is our awaking—alas, Behind us we hear the old time biay Of the half-witted, consummate ass— '•Is it hot enough for you to-day I\ Then we fly t o the city afar, And headlong plivnge right into its StrifV To drown tn-«»Tash of its wttd war; i The giant woe of a weary life; In vain, in vain, in the steaming streets, Even in sight of the fountain's play, The same demon ho wloar racked brain greets, \Is ithot enough for you to-day ?\ Speak not of fetters and priaon cells To^punikh the poorwretch who goes wrong, Sing Sing is Eden—wherj comfort dwells— Compared to the plan Pd bring along: Chain the slave do .vn in some meadow clear 'Till beads of sweat o'er his-forehead pjay, Then hire soma ghoul ;to yell in his ear-— \Is i t hot enough for you to-day ?\ ..— Wm. Ly!e, in Free Press. PITH AND POUT. Allhsa d work—The phrenologist's.; Th e limb of the law—A poUcftaahV dub.;;- A promising writer—The man wh o draws up a note.-^-Bustm Courier. A woman's declining years are gen - - eraMy fro p eighteen to twenty-five—^ Lm : ,^:: : ;::, •:.•;., i-::^:' Nobody believes in the lock-out * sya» tern if he has forgotten his night key, - ? New Haven News. We hear a great deal about the con sumption of fish. W e wonder they don't take codliver <al.~-Pi«st. A lawyer i s frequently embarrassed hjr facts; but rarely is he embarrassed by the absence of facts.— Picayune. '•Mischief, thou art afoot-\ as the beau said when his girl's father h >oted him through the doorway.-— Si/tings. \The rambling old farm-house\ i s not confined to the east since the West began to enjoy a monopoly of cyclones. —Bar - lingtonFreePress. ' Thos e wh o use our goods are very much attached to them,\ i s what a porous plaster company advertises.—. Philadelphia Herald. > W e see a lengthy article goin g th e rounds of th e papers headed \Ho w t© Manage a Wife.\ W e didn't read it ; no* use.— -Kentucky StaU journal. The men of Oieomargarine All claim their mew is lawful, But on a nearer view 'tis seen That this is simply'\'offal.\ —Stftiim A Burlington youth obtained ayonng lady's hand in rather an unfair manner. She wag trying to climb up a ledge at a J )icnic whe n fie asked her for It — 2&tr- ington Frss Press. ThePekln , (III) girV who was winne r in a recent chewing-gum contest wagge d her iaw» 6,0©0 times i n sixty minutes. She has blasted all hope of matrimonial honors*— Waierburg American. A music-publishing house anounees a list of piano music \to take to th e sea- shore or mountains.\ If tiie suggestion is followed, tourists generally ^will h e j compelled to take t o the woods. — Boston 1 Post . Little Johnnie, inquisitively—\Say pa, what did Mr. Mervitt mean last nigh* when he spoke to Cora about the 'fabric of a dream?'\ Brown, impatiently— \Mince pie, my boy—mince pie.\— Judge. A book on etiquette tells \how to tell a man larger than yourself that he is %-, liar.\- The best way i s t o tell him through the telephone, and then g o out into th« country for a few days.— Evansville TH- fome. Old gentleman (to small boy smoking a cigarette)— \Little boy, don't you kno w that a great many people die from smoking cigarettes ?\ Small boy— \Yea (puff), but many people (puff) die who^ (juff) don't smoke 'em.\— New To-i#\ 'Times. There was a merry tailor, once, Who trained some moths so well That he could put them i n the coats And vests he made to seh, And they would revel i n the goods, And glad their tiny souls, While in the cloth they'd only bite :- The marked-out button-holes, :. ' —^<*» '• ' • No t long ago a man went ou t and hanged himself. H e was cut dow n jiw i i n time t o save his life. By whom ? B y his mother-in-law. And what was the comment of the brutal reporter? Simply ti^: \She hadn't got through wi f h him.\— Boston Advertiser. \I understand, Clara,\ h e said, as they sat i n the twilight, * that there i s a cool. , : , ness existingbetween Birdie Simpson and George Hendricks.\ \Is that so f f\ replied Clara, as she fanned herself Linguidly. \D o you know what ice cream salooa they're at?\— New York 4?tm. \That i s a ne w patent lemon squeezer^\ said the young hardware clerk, in *tf* swers to a question put tp him by » young lady customer. \Well I declare I I thought I had seen every kind of a squeezer ever invented, but that beats anything I ever saw.\ And the young man blushed a lovely peach-blow blush. — Statesman. \Who is that ladyr tell, me pray,\ A dry goods clerk inquired, \She comes to- shop so frequently* Pd think that sheM be tired. ,v \I call her mustard plaster,\ The other clerk replies, \For she's a coanter-irTitaut— She shops but never buys.\ —Boston Courier.- A Shar k Story. The Galveston News is~responsible for this shark story: Last summer, as the quarantine steamer Hygeia was comir * in from outside the bar, a large school ot porpoises were playing around the A'esseL when the engineer, ''Billy\ Bristo. opened fire on them with an oid-fash- ione^d forty-five caliber revolver, and by a chance shot killed one. The vessel was stopped, the porpoise, which would weigh several hundred pounds, secured by a stout noose around the tail f and left hanging over the ship's side, head downj in the water. Within a very few mo- ments a huge shark, probably eighteen, feet i n length, made a rush for the por- poise, and, although fired upon, cut it in twain, and then shortly after made another rush for the remainder, and bit that in two just above the tail, whic h was left hanging, and made off, despite the fact that two pistol shots were fired into its head without any apparent effect. On the last rush the shark's head wag well out of water, and when fired ofit was not more than three or four feet from the pistol's muzzle.
