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Day and Nig^ht During an acute attack of Bronchitis, a ceaseless tickling in the throat, and an exhausting, dry, hacking cough, afflict the sufferer. Sleep is banished, and great prostration follonrs. This disease is also attended -with Hoarseness, and sometimes Loss of Voice. It is liable to become Ayer’s Cherry Sectoral affords speedy relief and cure in cases of Bron- ebitis. It controls the disposition to cough, a nd induces refreshing sleep. usual remedy's W i t h o u t R e l i e f , Ayer’s Cherry Pectoral is decidedly the best remedy, tvithin iny knowledge’, for chronic Bronchitis, and all lung diseases. —M. A.Bust, M. D ., South Paris, Me. I was attacked, last winter, with a severe Cold, which, from exposure, grew worse and ffnaily settled on my Lungs. By night sweats 1 was reduced almost to a skeleton. My Cough was incessant, and I frequently spit blood. Mj'phs'siciaii told me to give up business, or 1 would not live a month. After taking various reme- tUes without relief, I was finally C u r e d By U s i n g two bottles o f Ayer’s Cherry Pectoral. 1 am now in perfect health, and able to resume business, after having been pro- Mouiiccd incurable with Consumption.— S. P. Henderson, Saulsburgh, P enn. For years I was in a decline. I had weak lungs, and suffered from Bronchitis g f f L * . Ayer’s Cherry Pectoral, C A K f E ^ f m PIU.S, \ ’ 8 $ C U B E m m m S I C K H E A Ache they wonld be almost prlcelesi to those wha •nffer from thU distraiiing complaint; 'oat forta- nataly their goodncia doea not end here, and those who ooce try them will find these little pills valn- abla in so many wavi that they will not be wilUs]; t® do withont them. Bat after all sick head A C H E Is the bane of lo many lives that here is where w< make one great boast. Oar pills car* it whili others do not. CJLRTEBMEDICENTE CO.. New York C i ty . I THE GREAT | iGerman Remedy.| g TRUTHS FOR THESICK.S ^ ^^slstorcure. It|l| never falls^ »UveBWbo»re j* r confined In *1 MlBrrrEBS. TheyvrtV gn o U b e n be w e u and SutpHns BrrTEiu ,,, will cure Liver Com-|l plaint. Don’t be dls-|| ^ ixinraged; itwlUcureU „ SnuHtns ? Will build yc ■feStir ■ T o u a p ^ l L Strong axid|| SULPHUR BlTTEItS|H .L - ' Im. I t j i E i i ^ S 0 t i , U r o p m t o T S . papfT of % Coimfg. ferns: $1.50 p r in V O L U M E 6 8 . H U D S O N , N . T . , T H U R S D A Y , O C T O B E R 2 0 , 1 8 8 7 . N U M B E R 4 2 H o f t r g . A S O N O O F R £ S T . Now soft! iB are rung for even song. An hour ago the golden snn Sank slowly down into the west; Poor, weary Hands, your toll la done, T’ls time for rest!—'tls time lor rest. O w eary Peet 1 that many a mile Have trudged ale At last ye reach tl No longer fear to go astray. The gentle bending rustling trees Rock the young birds within the nest. And softly sings the quiet breeze: “ 'Tfa time for rest I—’Os time for rest!” O weary By e s! from which the tears Pell many a time like thunder rain; O 'Weary Heart I that through the years Beat with such bitter, restless pain, To-night fO’get tpe stormy strife. And know what heaven shall send Is b e st: la y down the tangled web of me, [or rest Florence Tylee. ROMANTIC CAREER. |8CI.FHbB BI H it never falls )6 wlthonTalwUl make y onr blood SS 'TV it; yon pure.rlchandstrong.M fn o t r e ^ t It. and your flesh hard. CT |||“ Im d le^ntS licate II health, who are all llrundown, should use IIS p u h o r B itt ---- m v s erO O lfS » J . K . V 0 S B T J R G H & C 0 ’8 , 280 Warren St., Hudson. LH American Defaulter Becomei Soutb Pacific Island King. T h a t wickedness sometimes pros pers is evidenced, says the New York World, by the rather romantic career within the last few months of Charles W . Banks, formerly of Albany, this State, later of San Francisco, Cal., and now elevated by the power of love to the throne ot King of Cook’s Island, in the South Pacific ocean. A history of Mr. Bank’s life in Albany would add so little interest to his later life that it is unnecessary to refer to it now, except to state that in that rolling town he married a very inter esting young lady, for whom, according to his latest letter to friends in this city, he still entertains the most touch ing affection. It is also hardly neces sary to say that the lady in question, M rs. Fanny A. Banks, who is now in this city, places so little faith in these assurances of unbounded love that she has begun a divorce suit, and charges his Kingship with desertion and infi delity. Soon after the marriage o f the couple they journeyed to San Francisco, where Mr. Banks, being intelligent and bright, as well as a handsome young man, obtained employment in the express office of W ells, Fargo & Co. There he prospered, prospered too well for his personal good ; for having obtained a position of trust, and gained the entire confidence of his employers, he suddenly disappeared six months ago, carrying with him over $50,000 belonging to the company. His many friends at the Golden gate mourned his departure for he was a good fellow, reckless with his money, an interesting talker, and a good story teller, while his little suppers at home and at his club were the talk of society for days after each event. Mrs. Banks, too, mourned his loss, but her reasons were widely different, and she came to this city after gathering enough evidence in San Francisco to prove to her that her husband had not been all that she expected. Consult ing the law firm of Messrs. Johnes, Benner & Wilcox here, the papers for a divorce were properly drawn up, but pending information as to the whereabouts of her recreant husband, she withheld proceedings. Meanwhile, Wells, Fargo & Co. had sent detectives after the defaulter, who tracked him to Tahiti, Sandwich Islands, but the wily young man fled in a schooner a few hours before the sleuth-hounds of the law reached there. From this point the gay defaulter’s movements much resemble those of Billy Kid, the illustrious hero whom Rosina V okes sings about in her clever song, “ His ’Art was True to Poll.” Like Billy .Kid, M r. Banks Landed on a strange shore and looked out ft Keeping Grannie Out of the Poor- honse. Plain people do some fine presohing now and then without ever dreaming of such a thing. For instance, the other morning we were talking about the widow whose cruise of oil held out so wonderfully when she was required of the Lord to take an extra boarder: and Mrs. Mellows turned to her hus band with a look in her kind, quick eyes, that betoken a good untold story. “Say, pa,” she said, “doesn’t that make you think of us keeping grannie out of the poorhouse ?” “I reckon,” he replied, cutting his ’beefsteak with evident relish. “How was it ?” we asked; “tell us about it, please.” “Well, there ain’t much to tell,” she said, the flush on her cheek contradict ing her meek words. “We hadn’t much o’ this world’s goods in them days, had we, pa?” “Nothin’ to brag on,” was the response. “But, you see,” Mrs. Mellows went on, “grannie belonged to pa’s class, and we knowed what a good soul she w a s; so that Sunday when we came out o’ meetin’ after the sermon, there stood grannie, the very picter of trouble. ‘Why, mie,’ says L ‘what is the matter ?’ pulled me one pide and whispered it out, for she couldn’t bear to speak agin’ her own flesh an’ blood, but bein’ she was hard o’ hearing, them that stood around heard every word she said. ‘They’re goin’ to take me over to the poorhouse this week, cos Ed’ard’s wife, she’s sick fo much, and Carson’s folks they have got so many children—so many mouths to fill— an’ they can’t none of ’em be bothered with me round no more. Oh, if He’d inly o’ took me 'fore it had come to this!” and the tears jest more’n poured over poor old grannie’s face. I guess if we hadn’t had an extra good class- meetin’ that mornin’ I’d a let off a piece o’ my mind about that time, but I swallowed it down, and says I to grannie, ‘No such a th in g ! We don’t let none o’ the Lord’s children go to that there old barn of a poorhouse. Taint no place for ’em. ’Taint ’cord in’ to Soripter,’ says I, ‘so come along, grannie, as long as we have a roof over our heads there’ll be room for you.’ By this time we wei'e out on the steps, and old Nanny a n ’ the buggy was up to the end of ’em, and pa’d stepped out to let me get in. He was alius quick to see through things, though he never wasted no words. He know’d we was goin’ to have all we could do to pull through that winter, but he wa’nt never afeared to trust the Lord. He puckered up his mouth like he was goin’ to whistle, about half a minute. Then he laughed, though his eyes looked like a spring rain, with the .fire showin’ through the under side o’ the coals. ‘Jump in, grannie,’ says he, an’ he helped her into the old buggy like she was his own mother. One thing did stick in my crop, though. Dan Smith’s wife she come up to me way like pattin’ me on the When a nohle savage lady, ol a color rather shady. Came along and accosted h im : SHASHERS, PILLOW SHAMS, TRAY CLOTHS. BUBIAnSCMSASDSETS. Times, BIDS, *0. chiimren’a and Lames’ li’ni Collars and Xafts. Also Russian caps, Tai and Hoods, flame and children’s Hmhreiias Rubber Cloaks, sergatme, Alpaca and silk. lOO D O Z . P l iA U I AND FA N O F [ u, BORDEB HARBKERCHIEFg Silk Handjkertiilelsiu HAND BAGS. B 0 B 8 AS AND POCKKT BOOKS. I C I I D O - X i O V E S . COBSZTS AND HOSIKBY. LIN|N COLLARS AND CUFFS. LatestStTles. CaU and examine at J. K V O S B U B O H & GO. IS canaa*. and a asw idsacoeesm cURVat ir own home, by one Came along; '•Oh! stay with me and the King you’ll be. And in a palace loll. Or I ’ll eat you like filet;” so he gave his hand, md But his ’art was true to PolL Mr. Banks was certainly in luck. He had sailed away from Tahiti for a point anywhere out of the reach of the law, and favoring gales had directed his craft to the shores of Raretonga, Cook’s Island, in the South Pacific, where the beautiful but dusky Queen Ulakea (Ulakea in English, but some thing else in her own picturesque lan guage) reigned quietly and kindly over her loving tribe. She is a widow, but ceased abruptly to grieve for her departed lord when the handsome face and manly bearing and figure of Mr. Banks loomed up before her in her quiet, luxurious home. He was a wanderer, wcary^and forlorn, and she a widow, sad and lonely, but with lots of this world’s goods and a large heart, which she unhesitatingly threw at his feet. Her kindness won him, coupled with his own Yankee ingenuity, which told him that he had struck it rich, to use an Americanism, and he availed himself o f the fortunate opportunity equally as unhesitatingly as it had been opened to him. There at Raretonga, safe from the law’s strong grasp, where the climate is glorious and warm all the year round, Banks is now living, duly do mesticated and acknowledgedas^Ch as and receiving the homage <f who adore him because tl „ d igc o the;peoi P' lecause their b<loved Queen has set them the example. ing, >ple. be xample. T h e detectives who found him there hee expressespresses noo desireesire too returneturn fied to contini say h ex n d t r to his native country, but seems satls- e his life of idlem shoulder, an’ says she, ‘The Lord will reward you, sister Mellows,’ says she, ‘for bein’ good to the poor.’ I couldn’t help a thinking with their big house, ,nd groat, rich farm, an’ no morgige, them Smiths might ’a' put in for that rew a rd, them s e lv e s , when we was so poor we couldn’t hardly go alone. But poor, things, they didn’t p rosper; they went off down South, an’ run through everything, an’ the last we knew of they were as poor as Job’s turkey. No more did old Jerry Wattles. He was reconed right well off then, but he run down dreadfully after bis oldest boy took to drink. You see, Jerry, he sent word to pa, that we hadn’t business a loadin’ ourselves down with grannie when the town was able and willin’ to take care of her, poor as we “We got out o’ debt that year,” said Mr. Mellows, stirring up the sugar in his coffee. “Yes,” said hia wife, “an’ didn’t we have good times with grannie?” “A reg’lar camp meetin’ every night,’’ he laughed- “Never got through my work so easy,” Mrs. Mellows went on, “as I did while grannie staid with us. The dishes seemed to was hthemselves and ichch pilesiles o’ knittin’andnittin’and sewing’ewing’ ass I ’dd fl su p o’ knittin’a s a I ’ git through with! Sometimes Td be :in’ for dearearr! life,ife, when I ’d look k •ugh with ! Sometimea ’ 'or d l t if grannie lere she’d ;y, an' her lips a movin’, ai B kinder lookin’ up, an’ it i rorkin’ f d e a round to see if grannie was enjoyin’ If, an’ there she’d set, a knittin’ d< R see we had*a big ; Carson an’ his wife herself, an’ there )r lij lookin Low long did she live with you?” \ “Oh, only about three years. You I we had a big revival, and her son I kinder look up, an’ it seei I had a sort o’ a chaplain o’ own to keep the prayin’ a goin’.” “How long did she live with you? vetted, an’ round they comes after lie, the first thing. We bated to ife got soundly con- ind they comes after t thing, she’d give her up, blessin’.” “f family prayers.— J&tmit F . Willing. The Marks of a Lady. Rzchassa There are certain marks of a lady,no matter what her surroundings or cir- oumBUnoes may be. These are a gentle voice, refinement shown in her choice of language, and neatness in h er dress. Few need plead want of time as an ex cuse for untidines^ for if love of order and neatness are innate in the char acter they will prove themselves, even when the bands are burdened with cares that would seem to be an excuse for untidiness. And there* is no excuse for slang, exaggeration or affectation in language, exoept.ignoranoe or natu ral vulgarity. ON THE PAMPAS. FeatnrcH of tile in the ATcemiuo Ko- p u b iic . There is no “ middle class” in the Argentine republic, writes a corres pondent o f the San Francisco Chronicle. Society is composed of those wealthy enough to refrain from manual labor and working people. Wages as a rule are l o w , a n d t h e c o s t of living as hig has in the United States and not half as good. In the “ camps” peons en gaged in herding are paid from $9 to $12 per month and supplied with meat and matte. Should they wish to vary this diet it must be done at their own expense. Few care to do so. M atte is a peculiar herb grown in Paraguay, and is the national beverage of the country. It is dried, powdered and steeped in hot water and used as a tea. It possesses considerable stimu lating powers, and enormous quanti ties are consumed. All classes use it. A gourd is hollowed and filled with matte, a tube to suck through inserted and the contents absorbed. It is con sidered a serious breach of etiquette to refuse the matte cup when it is passed around. T h e same tube passes from mouth to m o u th! Skilled labor does not command high wages. Locomotive drivers re ceive from $65 to $75 a m o n th; guards or conductors, $45; good me chanics average $2.50 a day. W h en the value of Argentine money is reckoned, these are low wages. A constant speculation in gold is carried on, and the value of national money constantly ituctuates. Certain professions arc well paid. D e n t i s t s , p r o t o g r a p h e r s ,civil engineers and school teachers find occupation and make money. A laboring man entering the republic finds himself th r o w n in to co m p e t it io n with the hungry hordes of the Old World, and must accustom himself to strict econ omy and hard living to get along, \l^he Italians employed on the streets or on the public works are paid $1.25 a day. This is the rate for ordinary labor. Stevedores and men around the docks not steadily employed, $1.50 and board ; clerks,from $30 to $70 per month. A knowledge of Spanish is absolutely required of the latter. T h e country maintains a standing army of 18,000 men and has a good navy, comprising several powerful armored ships. Military distinction is eagerly so u g h t and the sons of rich enter the service. It is not un usual to see boys of 14 and 15 years wearing officers' uniforms. English, Germans and French are found among the officers. T h e total population of the country is estimated at 10,000,- House rent is excessively high and city property held at exorbitant figures. T h e same may be said of outlying lands. Compared with prices a few yearsi ago, their valuation is excessive, and a crash is inevitable. Camp lands for grazing purposes in remote districts sell from $10,000 $15,000 per square league. T h e country is generally level from the coast line back to the Andes. The average rise in altitude is four inches to the mile. This is the reg'on of pampas, vast treeless plains, covered with grasses and com prising rich soils. Twenty-two foreign steamship lines touch at Buenos Ayres, and thousands of immigrants are landed yearly. Fast and well-equipped river boats navigate the Uiuguay, Parany and Platte rivers. At Sante Fe I met two English gentlemen who wished to make the trip. Securing horses and a guide, a start was made the second morning, and in a few hours we were away from civilization, and crossing the vast plains. I can liken the pampas to nothing except a smooth ocean; their vast ness, monotony and utter loneliness is oppressive, and the traveler gazes yearningly for some object to rest the eye. Overhead a blue, cloudless sky shone, the air was intensely hot, and the only noise made was that of the horses amid the tall grass. Tw o or three times during the day isolated mud huts were sighted, and at one of these we procured water and camped for the night. These arc headquarters for the cattle herders— wild-looking gauchos of mixed blood and truculent visage. These dwell ers of the pampas are almost constantly ini the saddle. They wear the univer sal poncho—a square, colored blanket, slit in the middle to admit the head— and armed with lassoes and long knives. An ignorant, wild, savage race, with It love for foreigners, they still retain considerable respect for the “ Gringo” six-shooter and rarely molt travelers unless excited by drink. T h e second day an early start was made, bands of ostriches were sighted, but at such a distance a shot could not be obtained. T h e South Ameri can bird is not so large as his African cousin, but good sized, and possesses tremendous powers of locomotion. They move with the rapidity o f express trains when frightened, their long legs making enormous strides, with a .curi ous side motion. W e saw many iguanas—^reat lizards*—some of them , four feet in length, and many armadil los, both esteemed delicidus eating by the natives. Occasionally during o«r trip small isolated groves were fassed. T h e trees are small, and can sometimes be seen twenty miles away inverted in the air, the heat and raiified atmos phere causing mirages. Scorpions and cehtiprdes abound, but are not particularly troublesome. Poisonous reptiles are few, but mos quitoes and black gnats make up in discomfort what the traveler misses in this respect. T h e fifth day after leaving Santa Fe we saw from our camp the sun setting behind the Cordoba Sierras, a broken, isolated mountain chain some hundreds of miles in length, and with altitudes ranging from i , oqo to 3,000 feet. These mountains, magnified in an exquisitely clear atmosphere, loom grandly in the west. Several streams rising in the range ftow eastward, and sink during dry weather in the heated plains. PUBLIC OPINION. Persons, Places and Things. A. Boohester dispatoh atmonnoea that coal oil lias been atrnok on a farm twelve miles from there. the most acoomplisbed violinist in the at tenr world. She is also young and pretty. Kx-Seuator Thurman has at last given ear to the wail of anguish from the Ohio Demoorats and has consented to wave the old red ban danna at least twice during the pending oam- Marsball F ield, the $30,000,000 dry goods an of Obioago, a native of Oonway, 30 jeare green and unpromising clerk, n to bis mother by hia em- ago was called a in a letter written The aorOEtio fiend (always with ns) turned reek and i up at Chicago this week and imposed upc unwary D a ily News a hymn of greeting to President Cleveland whioh was loaded with a ‘■Hurrah for Blaine,” Fla., isa g e n - ipathizerpathizer withith the affliotedfi Irish; 3. H. Hall of Jacksonville, ne sym w the a pie. Hojjfferg to give 100,000 acree of eorgia to the aufferers of Ireland, in tracts of twenty-five aotes to each family. Boston Corbett, the slayer of Wilkes Booth, the Bsaasin of President Lincoln, has been taken to the Kansas Insane Asylum as a hope less lnnatio,and a gnardian has been appointed to take charge of his property. Mrs. Henry Ward Beecher denies the state ment lately made that Mr. Beecher was a I overheard last evening, fays a writer in the Chicago Journal, a con- verBation between a middle aged man of the world—a successful merchant— and his young nephew, who is just beginning to have a p retty good opin ion of himself. The subject was that of individual independence. ‘I don’t care the snap of my thumb and finger about public opinion,” said Ike young fellow, “I am bound to live a life of independence, do as I please, have a ;ood lime and lake all lie risks.” ‘Ah, I have heard that sort of thing often before,” said hia uncle; “I used to feel and talk like that myself when I was of your age, and I have often heard men and women talk in that way. But, let me tell you, that who ever thinks and talks in that way is a fool—a hard word, which I never like to speak, but it is all the same a fact. The man or the woman, old or young, rich or poor, great or small,who under takes to get on in this world by culti vating a contempt of public opinion, is •ol, sure’s you live. Any person who has any self-respect must have respect for the opinions of other peo ple—must be governed, in his conduct and life, by the standard of the average people around him, as regards morals and the proprieties. He cannot afford to defy average public sentiment, un less he is either a depraved wretch, an idiot or a lunatic.- I tell you, sir,” emphatically concluded the middle- aged man of the world, “no one who has any self-respect will fail to have respect for public sentiment, and shape his conduct accordingly.” I rather think the gentleman, was right, and his young nephew will do well to heed bis suggestions. A Lesson on Thrift. Many who work for weekly think it is very little use to try and lay up anything for the future, because they feel that it accumulates so slowly that it is hardly worth while, says a contemporary. It is quite true that no workingman can become a million aire by putting one shilling to an other, in an ordinary lifetime ; yet it is so true that be can be removed from want, and positively well-to-do j f he will lay out his earnings with the same care that he does the work by which he earns them. There is no need to go into simple arithmetic to show how fast money accumulates by taking care of small sum s; every thrifty mechanic knows th a t ; but there is great need in warn ing those interested in getting on in r families with the means of making a respectable ap pearance, or the habit of spending small sums. There are only twelve pennies in a shilling, and the man who throws these away daily, one by one, on things of absolutely no value what ever, must not complain if middle life finds him just where he started. The chances are that such a man will find himself worse off than he was at the outset. Economy does not mean parsimony; it means getting the full value of the money earned, and as this latter x sents the man’s life—his hours o f toil —he should take care of i t Habits of thrift are not acquired without self- denial, but this is not necessarily hard ship. It does not entail either physi cal suffering or deprivation of the aeoessitieB and even luxuries of life, if men are prudent in their outlay; but it does mean both hardship and penury in the not dietani future, if earnings are squandered in the beer shop. Young men just starting in life' are particularly open to habits of foolish expenditure; they go o u t with friends spiritnalist. In a recent letter she writes that they frequently attended seances together, but never saw anything to give them faith in spirit- nalistio manifestations. Pope county, Ark., Ephraim Lemley (92) just married Mrs. Mary Burton (60) his matrimonial venture. Ephraim is a Alabamian, has lived in Folk coi ounty nearly ree children. half a century, and has twenty-three opinion from Terenoe V. Powderly or T. J. Dowling, in reterenoe to the placing of Brewer Cook at the head of the Demooratio ticket, would form very intereBting reading.— Ibany Express. Mrs. John Jacob Aster Is serionsly ill at ewport, and it is not probable that she can recover. She baa long been prominent in charity work in New York, giving freely of her abundant means and leisure time, and owns $800,000 worth of diamonds. General John M. Palmer thinks President Cleveland made a great politioal mistake in failing to stop at Springfield and visit the ;ave of Lincoln, and was so incensed thereat iBt he refused to go to St. Louis to see him. The Rev. Thomas K. Beecher is the sev enth nominee for Secretary of State in New York. The Greenback-Labor party did it, and sent him him a telegram marked “oolleot.” Dr. Beecher has not replied. But he paid for the dispatoh. John Bright, In a recent letter to a friend in Canada on the temperance question, says: “It seems that a severe system of taxation is Bt the only remedy that oan be adopted with much hope of suooess.” He has not much faith in the i le snooess of absolute prohibi- oseph M. Douglass of Nevada City, OaL, jcoentrio miser whose wealth is estimated the fine nearly broke hie h eart. Miss Isabelle Frances Morris, who has a dowry o f $1,000,000, part of the profits of be married next Thursday at Westohester, N. Y., to Mr. Thurlow Weed Barnes, a grandson of the late Thurlow Weed. The Thakore Sahib o f Morbi, India, is ne- ice oar for his own native land. The gotiating for a Pullman palai the railroads of bis n palace oar has become as much a necessity for the potentates and sahibs of the effete East as r the Demooratio Presidents of the “Rowdy The Earl and Countess Dalhonsie have ar rived in New York. They will spend several weeks in this country, visiting the brother of the Countess, the Hon. Frederick Benm who has a large ranch in Wyoming, and h brother-in-law, O. M. Ramsey, who has one of the largest wheat farms in Minnesota. James 0. Flood, the bonanza millionaire, has been in bad health for months. His diseases, combined with great anxiety over the wheat “deal” that ended so disastronsly for himself and Maokay, have reduced his strength, and bis physicians have recommended him to go to Carlsbad. It is expected that he will soon set out on the Journey. Mr. Flood Is 60 years Princess Irene of Hesse, who is abont to larry her first cousin, Prince Henry of Prussia, is prettier than most of Queen Yio- toaia’s granddaughters. She has a spirited 36, beautiful hair, and a very graoefni ;ure. The young oonple will receive from e provincial Diet of Schleswig a magnificent wedding gift—seven painted windows for their palace at Kiel. I Editor Grady, of the Atlanta Constitution, who discovered the “New South,” is said to be engineering a scheme to break into the United States Senate. The plan involves the appointment of Seoretsiy Lamar as Supreme Court Justice and of Senator Colquitt as Sec tary of the Interior, wberenpon G in is to appoint Mr. Grady to fill tb Senatorial chair. Gov. Foraker, i Tuesday, referred against him by his Demooratio opponents, wherein it is claimed that he “oaUed Presi dent Cleveland a do( nied doing so, and when such was made in the course of bis speech the vast audience was convulsed with laughter by an old soldier in the rear of the house crying “Dog or no dog, he stopped when whistled.” the charge that is made imphatically de- 1 a declaration and do a s they do, whioh is, in many cases, to empty their pockets. Once acquired, such faults are bard to get rid of, and it is worth considering what has been gained by it. It only remains for the individual to confine his expenditure to his reasonable wants and Bare the remainder. He will be surprised to see what it amounts to in ten years. Queen Christina of Spain is not pretty, hi !ooe being too heavy and inexpressive; but sh bas goodness and tact enongh to make up f< lack of beauty. She bat fairly conquered tb kffeotion of the Spanish nation, and she losi no opportunity to do kind deeds. Her last act at Bilbalo the other day was to sign a decree Qommntiog to penal servitude the sentence of M m . Dahlgren, the widow of the Admiral, will take np her residence in Washington dur ing the winter. For several years past M n. Dahlgren bas lived at her country seat near South Monntain, which is said to repri medieval castle. She owns neatly 8,000 aoree receipt of a neighbo idyof tl Sparrows Eating Com. The little English sparrows, it is Mid, daily beooming more and more a pest in oonntiy ronnd abont Albany. A HnretvlUe farmer, who oama to town the other day, said were eating np hia eom in the field and four men eonld hardly keep them away. He showed speoimens o t oom in the ear with the kemela eaten away, in support ot his ol land in Maryland, and is in laigelinoome. The people in her ni hood alwayu upeak of her as the “lady Prince Bismarck’s manners when he is troubled by neuralgia or disturbed at incon venient moments are the reverse of polite. On arriving at Halle on his way back from Kis singer he was awakened by the oheeilng of a huge oTOwd at the station. la a very bad humor he put bis head out o f the window and growled; “Perhaps yon think I am going to make a long speech ? Well, yon are deoeiving yourselves! I am muoh too tired. Good night.” And with that he slammed down the w i^ o w and draw down the blind. A DAUGHTER WORTH HATING. Tw o gentlemen, friends who had been parted for years, met in crowded city street. T h e one who lived in the city was on his way to meet a pressing business engagement. After a few expressions of delight, he “ W ell, I ’m off. I’m sorry, but it can’t be helped. I will look for you to-morrow at dinner. R e m e m b e r , 2 o ’c lo c k , sh a r p I w a n t y o u m y wife and child.” “ Only one child asked the “ Only one,” came tl e answer ten derly, “ a daughter. But she’s a darling.” And then they parted j the stranger in the city getting into a street car bound for the park. After a block or two, a group of five girls entered the car; they all evidently belonged to families of w e a lth; they conversed well. They, too, were going to the park for the picnic. They seemed happy and amiable until the car again stopped, this time letting in a pale faced girl of about eleven and a sick boy of four. These children were shabbily dressed, and on their faces were looks of distress. They, too, were on their way to the park. T h e gentleman thought so ; for he heard one of them say, with a look of dis- “ I suppose these ragamuffins are on an excursion, too.” “ I shouldn’t want to leave home if I had to look like that, would you ?” This to another girl. “ No, indeed! But there is no ac counting for tastes. I think there ought to be a special line of cars for the lower classes.” All this was spoken in a low tone, but the gentleman heard it. Had the child too ? H e glanced at the pale face and saw tears. He was angry. Just then the exclamation — “ W h y , there is N e ttie! Wonder where she is going ?—caused him to look upon the corner, where a sweet-faced young girl stood beckoning to the car driver. W h e n she entered the car she was warmly greeted by the five, and they make room for her beside them. They were profuse in exclamations and questions. “W h ere are you going ?” asked Oh, what lovely flowers ! W h o are they for ?” said another. “ I’m oa the way to Belle Clark's. She is sick, you know, and the flowers are for h er.” She answered both questions at once, and then, glancing toward the door o f the car saw the pale girl look ing wistfully at her. She smiled at the child, a tender look beaming from her beautiful eyes, and then, forgetting that she wore a handsome velvet skirt and a costly jacket, and that her shapely hands were covered with well- fitted gloves, she left her seat and crossed over to the little ones. She laid one hand on the boy’s thin cheeks as she asked of his sister :— “ T h e little boy is sick, is he not ? And he is your brother, I am sure,” It seemed hard for the girl to ans wer, but finally she said :— “ Y es, miss, he is sick. Freddie never has been well. Yes, miss, he is my brother. W e are goin’ to the park to see if it ’twon’t make Freddie I am glad you are going,” the young girl replied, in a low voice, meant for no one’s ears except those o f the child. ' ‘I think it will do him good ; it is lovely there, with the spring flowers all in 'oloom. But where is your lunch ? You ought to have a lunch after so long a ride.” Over the girl’s face came a flush. “ Yes, miss; we ought to, for F red die’s sake; but you see, we didn’t have any lunch to bring. Tim —he’s our brother—he saved these pennies so as Freddie could ride to the park and back. I guess, mebbe, Freddie’li forget about being hungry when he gets to the park. There were tears in the lovely girl’s eyes as she listened ; and very soon she asked the girl where she lived,and wrote the address down on a tablet, which she took from a bag on her After riding a few blocks she left the car, but she had not left the little ones comfortless. H a lf the bouquet of violets and hyacinths was clasped in the sister’s hand, while the sick boy with radiant face, held in his hand a package, from which he helped him self now and then, saying to his sister, in a jubilant whisper:— “ She said wc could eat ’em all— every one—when wc got to the park. What made her so sweet and good to us r And the little girl whispered back; “ I t ’s ’cause she’s beautiful as well as her clothes,” the gentleman heard her whisper. W h en the park was reached, th.e five girls hurried out. Then the gen tleman lifted the little boy in his arms and carried him out o f the car, across the road, into the green park, the sister, with a heart full o t gratitude, following. He- paid for a nice ride for them in the goat carraige; he treated them to soup at the park restaurant. , A t two o’clock sharp the next day the two gentlemen, as agreed, met “ T h is is my wife,” the host said proudly, introducing a comely lady, “ and this,” as a young lady of fifteen entered the parlor, “ is my daughgter.” “ Ah !” said the guest,as he extended his hand in cordial greeting, “ this is the dear girl whom I saw yesterday in the street car. I don’t wonder that you called her darling. She is darling, and no mistake. God bless her.” And then he told his friend what he had heard in the horse car. STIGGINS HAD JOINED. Mrs. Stiggins was sitting in small but tidy apartment the b f e r night awaiting the return of her hus- band, who had fallen into the habit of hanging out late. Suddenly the door opened and in he bounced. “I ’ve done i t !” Stiggins exclaimed excitedly, throwing himself into a chair and fanning himself violently with his “Done what ?” exclaimed Mrs. Stig gins, in a startled tone. “No more of the down-trodden busi ness for US!” he went on triumphantly. “No more pinching and scrimping and saving to live. No more—” “Mister Stiggins, what have you done?” cried Mrs. S , thoroughly alarmed. “Have you gone and robbed somebody f ” “Penury avaunt!” cried Stiggins, :ikinj “Low, grovi want, g et thee gone! We are emanci pated. Whooop 1” “Do, do, tell me, Mr. Stiggins,” whimpered Mrs. S-, wringing her hands, “what has come over you ?” “Nothing has come over me, but I have come over the carking cares of penury; in fact I ’ve come over to tell you—” springing to his feet and striking heroic attitude. “Low, grovelini “What, for heavens sake!” “I ’ye joined ’em !” “Joined? who, what?” “The New Crusade. The Anti-Pov erty Society!” “What’s t h a t !” said Mrs. S., whose mind was all in confusion. “What is that ? Why, it is the oiety for driving poverty out of the land and taking possession of the land. Through its operations everybody will be made rich. We shall have our own carriage and ride in the park, and go to Saratoga. Not this summer, per haps, (waving the pleasing prospect away for the moment) for the season is a little advanced, but ultimately. It’s astonishing how many things we shall have ultimately.” “Who’s going to do all these things for us, ultimately ?” asked Mrs. S., her eyes opening wider and wider. “The Anti-Poverty Society, of course. See, here’s my certificate of member ship. Received of Josephus Stiggins re dollars for a life membership in le Prevention of Cruelty to Poverty.” “Cruelty to Poverty!” “No, no. You see I am a little ex cited, b u t no wonder. I ’ve been poor all my life and now I ’m co be opulent —^rich. See—life membership in the Society to Abolish Poverty. Signed. Henry George ?” “But who is Henry George.” “Great Heavens! woman, are you ) ignorant as to ask that? Have you never heard of Henry McGiynn and Doctor George —I mean George \ ■ MoHen— D —^n it, IN A GERMAN KITCHEN. A Surprise to tUe American Visitor—' ‘’Small, Briglit, lnviUnr.» Beilin letterln Kansas Gtr Joarnai. The German salon may disappoint us, b u t the German kitchen is a charm ing surprise. I t is in itself a domes tic poem—really the prettiest, most unique room in the establishment. Small, bright, inviting 1 The dean, painted floor, the blue and white porce lain range; these two items alone form, a basis of beauty and cleanlineBB, a beauty and cleanliness easily kept. It is n ot uncommon that the floor is of stone or marble, laid in p retty figures, and the frescoed ceilings add their harmonious coloring. . Above the stoves are shelves for stove utensils; here the brass kettles, iron vessels, ranged in order, are like classic orna ments. One can here easily adopt Ruskin’s thOory that beauty lies in utility. On rows of bright brass hooks hang pitchers,' mugs of all varying^ sizes, from giant to dwarf. Think of it—^in some kitchens each hook is tied with a little blue ribbon. It is not a poem'* Esthetics in praotiotfi housa- keeping ? Life here caxmot be the drudgery it is usually thought. It ifi a noble idea to bring beauty in this sphere; and those who must spend their days in a work which seem so re moved from the beautiful may still find brightness and beauty in their surroundings. See how it dignifies labor! What pride, self respect, pleasure are infused! THE GEKJI4N SEKVANTS. Well, the serj^S^s in Germany have fevr privileges— ^noi the Thursday and Sunday outings that America gives ; so it is right that the place where they are so confined should be a pleasant spot. There is a regular system to this question of service in Germany. Servants must be trained. Cooks pass an apprenticeship in. hotels, and house girls must be perfectly competent in sewing and mending. Their time be longs to their employer, and, if the work in the house is finished, the time is used in darning or knitting for the family. The girls have reference books, and as they go from one place to another the mistress writes her opinion of the qualifications of the girl. This class is very restricted in privilege, and the pay is small. A good girl receives from $30 to SSO ft year. She frequently asks for extra remuneration for doing without certain meals, and these few marks add to her slender income. One servant at the pension never ate at the sabbath even ing meal, as she wanted to provide her family with sugar for the year, and took this means to do it. Of course their expenses are small, as they never attem p t to dress as their inistresseE^ and wear the same garb as a class. They are always on the lookout for a chance to go to America, and it is not to be wondered at. Oaste binds them here; in America not only higher wages and freer life, b u t perchance the fulfillment of ambitious dreams I Our American ladies can easily secure ser vants to take back with them. These girls, however, are really unprepared for the American household—^the cook ing is so entirely different, we work so much faster, and our housekeeping is so much more complex. NO CLOSETS IN THE HOUSES. The German houses have no closets; and even in the kitchen, aside ftrom the country, there are none. A cupboard with glass doors supplies the deficien cy; fancily out paper covers the shelves, on which are arranged the cooking dishes—^jars in ascending grades, bowls in descending scales. A gay kitchen calendar hangs here, with a daily “hill of fare,” a daily net re ceipt, and a verse to be learned while at work. As education is compulsory, all servants can read and write. How much pleasanter does such a surround- very fa this department of life is thus recog nized, and not wholly severed from the higher life as though between them a eat gul jrk. I •octor < “Hem—' gins, “but i Mrs. S., mournfully ; mmered Stig gins, “but five dollars is cheap enough to have a man’s poverty abolished, ain’t it? Confound it, woman! (warm ing up) .do you their regular bush itself, and { •ect men to save to take care of the country abol- :en cenfs a head? Q hand that years, and of it for the : of poverty o m u latin g f o r work. The whole domestic' depart ment is thus given its true place—not despised, unthought of, b u t an essen tial factor in family life, worthy of thought in the world’s economy— a de lightful labor and sphere not divorced from the world of beauty and progress. Something we can learn from the Ger man kitchens, that those working there may be happier, more content, and may find more satisfaction in their work, and it may solve the problem now vexing social life,—the servant girl question. ons for is to provide— “Provide?” ■ • ithfully, “doei interrupted Stiggins, esn’t the constitution ity provide that there shall re want ? That poverty, ' the wrathfully, of our sooiei be no more want ? That pc _ which has so long stalked through i land, shall quit stalking and adi ^ some other and less objectionable form of locomotion ? We have our by-laws,” added Stiggins, proudly. “We have no bread in the house,” murmurs Mrs. Stiggins. “As Henry George remarks, ‘The patience of our people is exhausted.’ ” “So are our potatoes,” sighs Mrs. S. “We shall get our rights at last,” Stiggins continues to quote. “But how shall we get our breakfast. You have given your last cent to the society that’s going to make everybody rich, as you say, b u t how are we to get our marketing?. Who will support us until we get our share, M j , Stiggins? I can’t understand it at all,” said Mrs. S. in a despondent tone. “No, you don’t and what’s more you never will understand anything. We must trust our future in the hands of Mr. George. There’s a meeting of the society to-morrow forenoon, and I must be there.” “But ain’t you going to work to morrow ?” “Work? Who’s going to work? What do you s’pose I joined the soci ety for? What’s the use abolishing poverty if a man’s g o t to work ? I tell you we’ll have no more poverty and and no more work, either. That’s the motto we’ve inscribed on our chariot of reform- and nailed'it to the mast 1” Stiggins weTt “ ed 'itto the m astl” in off to bed in a h state of exultation, while Mara. S. up trying to figure out how she i to get breakfast together in the Jem s Si/Ungs. Mr. high Btat was to g< morning.- TRADING IN ALASKA. A Basiness XVbicb in m o r e Frofitftble to tbe Dover Xlian tbe Seller. When I entered the store of the Alaska trader a t Nuchuk I found that sale and barter had begun. One by- one mink skins were being laid upon the counter as they were extracted from a soiled bag, and for each one separately the trader was paying two silver ten cent pieces. But the money for every tenth skin was shown to the Indian and then dropped into a sepa rate box—this being for the church. Next came some fox skins; these vary in price, b u t the trader’s decision as to what should be paid was received with scarcely a protest. The last -skins of a’l were sea-otter skins, and these pulled out very reluctantly; but four piles of shining dollars were paid for each skin, ten dollars in each pile. The next thing was to pay all the money back over the counter and re ceive goods in exchange. This took little time, and would have taken les» if our Chugamuie had only known ex actly how much tobacco and how mneh sugar he wanted; but as the money ■diminished he kept buying sniall amounts of the same thing over and over again,as though uncertain e x a o ^ how much to buy of each with the means at his disposal, until at I m I everything was g o n e; then he begged for a small present, and the deal was O'^er. On the floor lay a miscellaneous heap of skins—reindeer from the west side of Cook’s inlet or from the CoppW river, lynx, ermine, bear, raccoon, red - and cross foxes, wolverines, bestery wolf and muskrat .—Fortnightly
