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gence, eh?" laughed Kerr. THE PHOEBE-BIRD. A. MONTANA HANGING. CIIAELOTTE WOLTER.

The German Tragedy Queen Sketcli of Her Life. Charlotte Wolter, who has for years been connected with the Burg Theater of Vienna, is expected to be brought to this country under the management of Messrs. Conried and Hermann, during the course of the winter of 1887 John Dean, a traveling salesman for a New York wool brokerage house, has instituted an action for $10,000 damages against Peter McCarthy of Troy, N. says the Troy Press. Dean alleges as his cause of action that Mr McCarthy wrote a letter to the house which employs Dean, stating that tho latter had prevaricated in his methods of business, and that he was not a fit character to travel for any respectable business house.

This is not denied by All About Ears. A writer in Harper's Bazar says "A curious proposition has been made by the Chief of Police of one of the large European cities, that photographs of criminals should be taken, not with the full face as now, but with the side face in view, using the ear especially, other features changing with the course of time a mouth falling, an eye sinking, a nose projecting, a brow growing prominent, a cheek either baggy or hollow, a chin either pointed or doubling, but an ear always remains unchanged into old age, and no two ears being alike so that, a thief would be known by his ear as long as there was anything left of him. "This would seem to involve a singular error on the part of those who follow such hasty advice. No organ, any close observer will declare, changes shape more than the ear does. Even the piercing of the lobe for earrings will often pull it down and inflate it so as to work complete transformation there; and any one who has a gouty acquaintance may see the change wrought in the ears by the chalky lamps and concretions under the skin that never fail to show themselves there, that sometimes attain the size of the curious little notches seen in the upper edge of many ears, and said by those who have faith in the intricacies of evolution to be the remnant of the ancestral ear of the last apish progenitor.

Few features of the human body are more distinctly beautiful than the ear, when it is a beautiful ear that is to say when it is rosy and little, and so thin that the blood glows behind it like a flame. No sea shell with its myriad delicate whorls, with its pink and white, with polish and brittle daintiness, is half so lovely, for no sea shell, after all, is alive when we see it, or when it has reached that stage of beauty. But BY KATHABINE LEE BATES. The sun lies sheen on lake and lea The south wind bends the corn But what are sun and wind to me. A captive all forlorn? The wind it seeks a sheltered nest, Where I no more may sing, The sunbeams slanting from the west, Have flushed a brooding wing.

Oh, long, long, long, my faithful mate Shall bear the hunger pain, And through the light and shadow wait For mB to come again. I'll Bend a letter to my dear And tell her all my grief. The gentle rose that blossoms near, Lets fall a fragrant leaf. pearly feather from my breast I'll pluck me for a quill, And where the ruddy sunbeams rest, My little pen I'll nil. And courteous wind, oh, waft her soon This silken rose leaf white, My love beneath the silver moon Shall con it all the night.

And oh if birds, as poets ween, If birds have hearts to break, The dawn shall find my beauty queen Death cold for sorrow's sake. And I shall sit with silent throat And drooping plumes, nor heed Che childish tones that bid me note The water and the seed. A FAIR SPY. BY FLOYD C. GAENETT.

I was lounging about my tent enjoy ing myself after the usual manner of soldiers off duty, -when a messenger-boy approached me and politely touching his cap, handed me a message. It was a hasty note from the Colonel requesting my immediata presence. I arose, and following the messenger out of my tent, started in search of FUN. Habit is the dress of character. The editor's favorite tool the adze.

A home run running the sewing-machine. The rule oftenest broken in school Ferule. The mule hates the tow-path. That's where he draws the line. A man may wear an indigo suit and yet not have a fit of the blues.

"Bewaee of a man of one book," especially if it is a subscription hoo. Speaking of drinking it may be observed that the man who "can take it or leave it alone" most always takes it. Kinderhook Bough Notes. "Ah, Jones, where away so fast this morning?" "I'm off for the whaling grounds. He was the district school master on his way to the schoolhouse.

Boston Post. An Eastern exchange is authority for the story that a tree grows in South America called the corset tree. Well there's no 'arm about that, is there Cleveland Sun. An exchange refers to a contemporary as having changed its form to a quarto. He could Dot probably, find sufficient exhilaration in a Ah, there-o! if tings.

In Asia H13 people throw themselves under the wheels of Moloch. In America we ride at the rate of sixty miles an hour alongside of a red-hot stove. Omaha World. "It's all very well," said the grave-digger, "to advise a young man to begin at the bottom and work up, but in my business 't ain't practicable. Charlestown Enterprise.

"What's a life-insurance asked one boy of another. "Well, Is'pcse," said his companion, "it's a concern that keeps a man poor all the time he's alive so that he may die rich." Lowell Times. "To clean teeth use a mixture of emery and sweet oil, following it with plenty of kerosene." This would seem to be queer advice, but as it is taken from a machinist's magazine, and from a chapter relating to circular saws, we have no doubt it is given in good faith. A self-made man attained a high commercial position and was elected to the position of alderman and magistrate of his town. He was asked why he had not attended a certain meeting recently, when he testily replied, "Dang it, man, I'm not amphibious.

I can't be in two places at once. Mat. Kincaid (who has just popped) I'm not so very old, Miss Daisy. King Solomon was over 100, you know, when he married, and I'm sure he made a good husband. Miss Crozier Yes, but he had so many wives at a time that the-er-care of him was nicely distributed, don't you know.

Tid-Bits. He I see that between sixty and 100 persons in different parts of the country have been poisoned by icecream. She (turning pale) Did any of them die, George? He- N-no; but some of Iheni were very sick. She (color slowly coming back) One cannot be too careful, George, where one eats ice-cream. Harper's Bazar.

"Deacon," whispered a lay member, "I put in a blue chip in the contribution box yesterday by mistake, and I want to substitute a dollar for it. "Blue chips are worth more than a dollar, my brother," replied the deacon, who hasn't forgotten all he -used to know, "and, besides, I sent the sexton around and had it redeemed." New York Sun. OF NO USE TO HIM. She had an eye of witching blue, She had a cheek of crimson hue, She had a wealth cf golden hair "Which rippled over shoulders fair As any lily, lips as red As coral from the ocean's bed, And -whitest teeth that e'er were seen Their rosy portals flashed between. A hand small, shapely, soft, and fair, Dione's daughter's form and air, A step as light as sportive fawn, A smile aa sweet as summer dawn When fair Aurora tints the skies With colors caught from Paradise A voice as sweet aa oriole's song The sweetest of the feathered throng A temper amiable and mild, Theartlesness that marks the child All thee in form and mind were blent; But then she hadn't got a cent.

"Col. Edwards," he continued, as you may know, I am aware of your secret. I know that the spy was none other than your own daughter, and that you with your own hands released her from captivity. I am come to treat for terms. When once I asked your daughter's hand in marriage you spurned me as a viper.

But my time is come. You are in my power. Once more I ask your consent to our marriage and if you refuse "Have mercy," gasped CoL Edwards. "You know that Kitty can never marry you can never be your wife. I could not see my own child suffer when it lay in my power to prevent it.

He grew more calm as he spoke, and continued in a firm voice. "I Avould willingly cue, Allen Kerr, to save my daughter from the. stain of being called your wife. "Time may change your decision. I give you till to-morrow morning to decide, finally.

and touching his horse lightly he galloped away: But alas, how uncertain is life. Ere the set of sun the gallant Colonel was no more, and Allen Kerr was robbed of his revenge. He died like the hero he was, "With his back to the field and his feet to the foe." Our brigade was ordered into action almost immediately after his conversation with Kerr, and in the front ranks, encouraging his men by word and action he fell, as did many another brave commander on that fatal day, to rise no more. In this same engagement I had the misfortune to be wounded, and consequently was taken prisoner and con veyed to a rebel hospital. Here I was kindly cared for by the female nurses, one of whom was especially kind to me.

She interested me greatly, and day by day my interest in her seemed to increase. Slight of figure, she moved about from one poor helpless unfortunate to another with noiseless tread like a visiting angel. Was it imagination that caused me to fancy that she lingered at my bedside and that her liquid eyes grew more sympathetic as she gazed down upon me i Before I had been an inmate of the hospital for a week I realized that I was desperately in love with the little rebel maiden, an occurrence not altogether unpleasant to me, and possibly not to her. As I sat one day engaged in watching my tair nurse, J. suddenly became possesse of the idea that we had met before.

But if so, where This I could not answer, and I dis missed it from my mind, only, however, to have it recur again. At last, unable ongcr to restrain myself, I said "We have met before, and you know it. Where I know not. For days I have tried to conjecture. "You are right I am Edward Alton.

You once arrested me for a spy." "I recognize you now," I replied. "I escaped, you remember how, was a mystery. jnt witnai a simpto one, seeing that your commander was my father." Here she turned aside and tears streamed down her fair cheeks at the thought of the loss of her only shield and protector. All through the remaining years of the war I never lost sight of my fair nurse, and at its close I sought her out among the hills of Georgia. I proposed marriage, told her of my history and prospects, both of which were good.

To my great joy I found my case was not a hopeless one. In the years of our married life heard from the lips of my wife, whose true christian name was Kitty Edwards, the fate of Allen Kerr. Angered at being deprived by the death of Col. Edwards of his only hope of winning Kitty for his own, he plunged into the wild dissipation of camp life, and, losing all his money by gambling, was driven to suicide by remorse and despair, and found a grave beneath the waters of the James. "But what caused the difference of sentiment between you and your father?" I asked.

"He had been educated at West Point," she replied; "was an adopted child of his country then came the call to arms; his allegiance to his coun try rose higher than his love for his State, and he espoused the Union cause. "As for me, I was a fiery little South erner, and refused to be influenced by my father's wishes. Eager to aid, in any way possible, my friends in the field, I drifted into the service, first as a spy, and afterward as a nurse in the hospital. Of this latter fact you may have some personal knowledge," she added, playfully, "for it was while there I met, but not for the first time, a Yankee Lieutenant suspiciously like yourself," and she raised her hands in much seriousness, and I clasp in loving way the slender wrists on which I once placed the glittaringrhandcuffs. How quick can a man wink? Ex periments have been going on with an ingenious machine which shuts over a man's eye so that the eyelid as it winks opens and closes a chronograph.

So far the quickest wink on record is about a sixth of a second. This is probably as quick as one can see to follow anything, and a good share of conjuring consists in doing a thing quicker than a sixth of a second. Mrs. Shadrick Dukes, of Washing ton County, Georgia, has a clothes- brush which her grandmother gave to ner son, xurs. unites latner.

xne brush was brought from Ireland by the grandmother ninety years ago, and is probably considerably over one hundred years old. It is in an excellent state of preservation; in fact, good for another generation or more. It is bet ter now than many new brushes. Mr. Dukes has another curiosity in the hape of a gourd four feet in lengtb- A.

Thrilling Chapter in the Early History of Helena, St. Paul Globe.1 The citizens of Helena, had long been accustomed to deal out justice to criminals. They found this popular way far more speedy and efficient than the ordinary law courts. Time gave them much experience in handling criminals, and their calm, un-impassioned, methodical way is well illustrated in their treatment of the villains who had attacked George Len-hart. Lenhart was a kind-hearted old man, who was well known and widely respected.

He was found one morning lying senseless by the roadside onl covered with blood. On regaining consciousness he said that while riding homeward the' previous night he had been overtaken by two horsemen. One of them shot Mrn in the thigh, and when he had fallen from his horse they had beaten him to insensibility. lit described the men and they were so arrested and lodged in jaiL The following evening the citizens met to talk the matter over. A general discussion was held, and then they quietly adjourned to meet the following day.

An hour before the appointed time a thousand men had gathered at the place of meeting. A chairman was appointed, and he stated the general purpose for which they had come together. There was not the slightest excitement visible anywhere; everything was quiet and orderly as a camp-meeting. A well-known merchant of the town removed his hat and moved a jury of twenty citizens be appointed to obtain evidence, to listen to arguments for the prosecution and the defense, and to declare to the assembly the guilt or innocence of the persons accused. The motion was seconded and then carried.

The jury was selected, and retired at once to a room to begin its investigations. Up to this time the prisoners had remained in the jail unmolested. But the committee had use for them now, and sent its Marshal to bring them. The Marshal, with a number of men, waited upon the Sheriff, but that officer declined to surrender his prisoners. The Marshal thereupon increased his force, seized the Sheriff and his deputies and searched for the keys.

When these were found the officers of the law was locked in a room together and a guard placed over them that they might not make themselves troublesome. One of the prisoners was then taken from the prison, and between a double line of citizens was led to the committee-room. He made a full confession and his accomplice did the same. The committee, therefore, went out before the assembly and reported that the guilt of the prisoners was fully established. At this juncture the District Judge appeared and asked to be heard.

Permission was granted. He entered a strong protest against this interference with the civil authorities. The Judge was listened to patiently and respectfully. He was a good enough man, but they had heard similar arguments fifty times before. They had grown tired of sitting quietly by waiting the law's delay, while men were shot down and robbed day after day.

Finally the vote was put by the Chairman "What shall be done with the prisoners?" "fiang them!" was the response. Again and more carefully the question was put "Is it your decree that the prisoners, Joseph Wilson and A. L. Compton, shall be taken to Pine Tree, in Dry Gulch, and there be hanged by the neck until they are dead?" "It is; that's the verdict'" came from almost every person present. It was then 2:30.

A motion prevailed that the prisoners be given till A o'clock to prepare for death. Throughout the entire proceedings the utmost decorum and even solemnity prevailed among the crowd, which had gradually swelled to 3,000 souls. At no time during the day had there been any loud talking or boisterous demonstration. At the appointed hour tha gulch presented the appearance of a vast amphitheater. It was lined with a dense mass of human beings, who covered the adjacent hills also.

The town was deserted. At 4 :30 the men were taken from the room where they had been confined. They were placed in a wagon, and each appeared intent on the words of the priest that was by his side. The wagon halted under the branches of the fatal tree. The rope was thrown over the limb, prayers were said, the horses were started, and alJ was quickly over.

The old pine tree at Dartmouth College has been struck by lightning. There is a tradition that the Indians, the first students in the institution, were wont to hold a meeting around the foot of the tree on their graduation and smoke a parting pipe of peace. The custom has been preserved, and it is one of the most interesting exercises of class day to watch the graduates smoking clay pipes many using tobacco for the first time and at a signal throwing them at the base of the tree and scrambling after the remnants. Glara Beixe says a young man, thinking pretty well of himself, but clad in clothes of flimsy make, got into a New York street-car filled with ladies. A thread on the outer seam of his pants-leg annoyed him, and he pulled.

The thread wouldn't break, and the entire leg was thrown open. In the general paralysis of the car an ancient lady, tart of speech, offered him a pin, saying; "I'd pin myself up if I were you, and get my pants basted on some other machine than the ready-ripper. You ain't decent. Mr. McCarthv.

John Dean, the plain tiff in the action, has had quite a romantic career. About the year 1860 he was employed as a coachman by a New York manufacturer named Boker. Boker had an only daughter, Julia Ann ioker. This daughter was about 25 years of age, handsome, and well educated. Dean, who was about 30 years of age at the time, was frequently brought into contact with Julia Ann.

The close relationship caused a feeling to spring up between the couple which soon ripened into love. Then came the climax. They both well knew that Papa Boker would never give his consent to their marriage. They eloped and were married. For a time all ran along smoothly.

They were happy and contended and envied by many. Mean time the news of the elopement had been spread throughout the country, which resounded with the popular ap plause of John Dean and his bride. Songs were written, one of which bore the apropriate title of "John Dean and His Own Julia Ann," and they were the hero and heroine of the hour. But life, especially married life, is fraught with vicissitudes. Julia had been reared from childhood in luxury.

Her parents disowned and disinherited her. A longing for the joys and comforts of the parental home returned to her. She became displeased with her life with John Dean. He was poor, and they were necessarily deprived of many of the luxuries of life. The more she pondered on the subject the more discontented with her lot she became "At lasi she returned to the home of her parents, who willingly received her.

Dean wandered away from the scene of his adventure, and the elopement was forgotten. Mrs. Dean shortly after went to Paris, where she now resides. Dean has since then risen to a higher position in the world than he occupied as a coachman. He held various positions, and for the last several years has traveled as an agent for wool commission houses in New York City.

He is widely known throughout the country, and has the reputation of being a reliable cotton and wool xpert. Conquered with Napoleon. Trousers came into use for general wear with the French revolution. The gentleman, the supporter of royalty and sound constitutional principles, wore breeches. The term "sans culottes" sufficiently explained what were not worn by the masses who forced constitutional reform into revolution.

By an apparent contradiction of pui--poses and principle, says the Atlanta Constitution, the "sans culottes," who denounced every one who wore breeches, finally went beyond their opponents and wore twice as much cloth around their legs; in a word, adopted the modern trousers and made them the badge of a party as well known as a class. Napoleon, who was too thin at one period of his life and too stout at another to look his best in small clothes, nevertheless wore them on state occasions after he had set up a throne and gone into the Emperor business. His army was the first that wore trousers, and trousers made progress in general adoption step by step with the march of the French army. The French trousers and neat gaiter were seen in Egypt, in Spain, in Italy, in Germany, in ioland, and in Bussia, on the banks of the Tagus and those of the "Vistula. People thought that the manner in which a great conquering nation clad its legs was the model, and when the trousers wearers marched over the wearers of pigtails and knee-breeches at Jean and Auer-stadt a decision was given from which the world did not care to appeal.

The world is usually easily convinced of the wisdom of the victor. England stood out the longest against trousers, but finally she yielded, and her army marched to Waterloo wearing the universal leg funnels. Our grandfathers generally fell in with the ways of the world, though Federalists here and there would not yield. There is a story of a clergyman who, greeted with the rough inquiry, "How are you priest?" responded: "How are you, democrat? How" do you know I'm a priest?" "By your dress. How do you know I'm a democrat? "By your address." Doubtless the clergyman wore knee-breeches, while the admirer of Jefferson and "dangerous French principles" clothed his legs with trousers.

Ekv. J. F. Dickie, of Detroit, who recently returned home from Europe, is reported by the Free Press as saying that "the biggest man in England is Buffalo Bill. It is simply astonishing to witness the crowds which go to see his show.

Every railway coach is jammed and the interest does not seem to abate. The American Exhibition would have proven a flat failure had it not been for Buffalo Bill's 'Wild West' show. It has been witnessed by all the nobility and by all the kings and queen3 who have visited London since it has been running. Even a special exhibition was given to Queen Victoria herself. The people seem to have gone crazy over both him and his exhibition.

One thing I particularly noticed at the exhibition was a collection of taxider-mied Bocky Mountain sheep, bears, lions, which an English sporting club has slain in America and kindly loaned to the management for exhibition. Another new thing is the sale of American pop-corn, nothing of the sort, I understand, having ever been known before in England. It is quite the craze now. A toboggan slide was also on exhibition, and proved a great curiosity to the native Englishman." 7 and 1888. The German tragedy queen has recently celebrated by a jubilee performance the twenty-nttn anniversary of her engagement at the Eoyal Burg Theater.

The Emperor, Crown Prince, and other high dignitaries were present, and the house was literally packed. The play was "Sappho," with Madame Wolter in the title role. She was received with an encore of enthusiasm and was overwhelmed with flowers. The Emperor presented to her a diamond bracelet, and other gifts came from all parts of Austria and Germany. At the close of the play Madame Wolter made a touching speech of thanks to the Emperor and to the audience at large.

She was presented to the Austrian Empress by her rightful title as the Countess O'Sullivan. But the Empress in turn presented her to the Court as Madame Wolter, saying, "I am proud of you as 'the as that is the name I like to present you. I have so many Countesses at Court that your other title conveys no distinction." Madame Wolter was born in the city of Cologne in 1834, of poor but respectable parents, and had to overcome many difficulties, and battle through innumerable hard times before obtaining the recognition her talent deserved. She now occupies the undisputed place of the first among German tragic actresses, and only her objection to play in foreign countries has prevented her name from becoming one of world-wide fame. In 1875 she married Count Charles O'Sullivan, but family considerations obliged her to keep the marriage sreret for many years.

Not only Vienna, but all Austria, may be said to be at her feet, and although she is over 50 years of age, she is still young-looking and attractive, as the accompanying cut of her shows. mmXTGUT VISITOR. It is not our intention to criticise too severely little local matters which may disturb us. We do not wish to carp. Carp is a word we never used before, but we have looked up its definition and it appears to express our meaning.

No, let no one accuse us of being a carper. We wouldn't be caught carping oxen if we knew it would boom the circulation, but cannot help referring to the cow question. The cow is quite numerous in Sioux Falls. Every family ajspears to have one or more. There seem to be but few blooded cows among them.

Nearly all are of the long, spectral breed with a procession of ribs on either side like a picket fence. If some of them would get up on their hind legs and put on a plug hat they couldn't walk under the telegraph wires. As we said before, we are not in the habit of going out in front of the house and standing around and carping. But we feel that we must say a word on the habit the cows of Sioux Falls have of wandering around in the night and calling on prominent citizens. To have a long, hollow-chested milch cow introduce her head into our bedroom window at 2 o'clock in the morning and attempt to converse with us in a low, anxious tone is far from pleasant.

And when she crooks her neck around and grasps the corner of the bedspread and pulls the whole thing out of the window, and then goes and sits down on the flower-bed and calihly chews up the spread, it is calculated to make a person use harsh language. The cows of the First Ward, hold a convention in our front yard every night at 1 o'clock a. m. All tax-paying cows invited to attend. Visiting cow3 made welcome.

The meeting is usually largely given up to a musical program. Dakota Bell. Extravagance in College. The very parents who speak so bitterly of the encouragement given to young men's extravagance by the modern college life have carefully trained their sons for just the life which they have found. Usually men in moderate circumstances, they have never compelled their sons to earn a dollar in their lives, or to know the cost or value of money, or to deny themselves anything within their reach, or to do anything except spend money when a favorable opportunity offered.

The sons, passing for the first time beyond the father's eye, and able to plead circumstances which parents cannot deny from personal knowledge, are in a fair position to deplete the paternal pocket-book, and have never been trained to refrain from improving such an opportunity. It is not for his own selfish gratification that the son joins this or that college society, or takes all the college papers, or "goes with the nine" to watch an intercollegiate game in another college town, or does any of the other things for which his father has to pay, not at all; it is only because he would be ostracized in college if he refrained from such indulgence. Such are the statements which accompany the periodical petitions for checks and the father, finding it easier to curse college extravagance than to take the trouble of ascertaining the true state of the case, continues his mistraining of the boy by paying his bills until, at the end of the college course, the son is turned loose upon the world, to find at last what a dollar really means. The Century. A man never has good luck who has a bad wife.

Beecher. the ear in its perfection has the white throat beneath it, the clustering hair above it, the damask cheek beside it, and it is set off and heightened in every line and tint by its surroundings, and as often as not has the eye of the beholder fastened to it on the point of a quivering jewel glittering in it. Yet, let the ear be ever so small and curly a bit of transparency in the young girl hers will be a very exceptional case, if, when she has attained the age that makes caps advisable, she is not glad of the cap to hide a large flat piece of cartilage on either side of her head- not the least disagreeable of the disagreeable things that have come to her as warning and evidence of the end of all things. This is not the case with eveiy person, of course; enough people to rove the rule retain a sufficient shape to the ear into old age; but by far the greater number of ears cease to be objects on which the eye of another cares to linger, and become objects which make every contemporary put up a hand to see if his own ears have turned into flaps of elephantine proportions. As life goes on, every year uncurls and straightens out the pretty whorls of most ears, and flattens, and seems so to enlarge, the upper and outer edge, perhaps not through growth, not even through the daily wiping of the part, as much as through the loss of fat in the tissues and the falling away of neighboring roundness and plumpness the one rendering the cartilage smooth, the other making it seem lai-ger than it is by comparison.

In either event, the ear of the criminal of day will hardly bejthe same ear to appearances ten years from to-day will be a very different ear in twenty years. The ears of elderly persons tell the sad tale to any one who cares to scrutinize them in sufficient numbers to generalize from what is seen, and any one who choses may regretfully watch the process as time passes, which transforms one of the choicest features of physical charm into one of the ugliest. One Woman's Success. Col. Higginson, in Harper's Bazar, tells of a New England young married woman who has made a decided success of the manufacture of a very superior kind of blankets.

Several capitalists have joined her in the venture, and the establishment with their help will now be enlarged. "Their verdict," writes Col. Higginson, "may be taken as establishing the fact that a woman has succeeded in taking the lead of all others in the Eastern States in a most difficult branch of manufacture, and this by her own energies. Such an example does not prove that it is the duty of all women to undertake business enterprises, any more than it is the duty of all men to paint pictures or open retail shops. There must be a proper consideration of special talents.

In this case, it appears, my visitor had tested herself very carefully as she went along, had taken up the undertaking as a temporary matter only, and had been carried on by the interest with which it inspired her, and by her own evident adaptation to the work. The use of example is not in its being followed im-plicity or foolishly, but in the help it gives to all women who dare. When Margaret Fuller, in answer to a question from one who wished to set limits to the sphere of women, answered, 'Let them be sea-captains if you she did not forsee that Capt. Betsey Miller, of the bark Cleotus, would ere long be doing the very thing which she had selected at random as an extreme instance. One of the very functions which have been oftenest named as beyond the natural gift of women has been the superintendence of a large manufacturing establishment, involving as it does three separate faculties a knowledge of machinery, a business aptitude, and the capacity to control men.

Yet here these three qualities have been combined, and have been tested by success. The result should surely encourage every other woman who hesitates before some similar opportunity. One such victory does not prove that every other success is certain, but shows that it need not be set aside as impossible merely because it is un-naimL D. O. Mills is having a $7,000 bronze door made for the tomb that he is building at Tarrytown, N.

Y. It will be 8 feet 6 by 4 feet 6. The style is in imitation of the old-fashioned oak doors, with a lattice-work top. The paneling, cross pieces and wood grooves are to be repeated in bronze. Three companion pieces are to be made as windows.

They are 3 feet by 4, and in bronze lattice-work. Col. Edwards. I found him seated in front of his tent puffing a fragrant Havana and deeply absorbed in thought. The sound of my footstep attracted his attention, and he raised his head as I drew near.

"You sent for me I asked. He made no reply, but entering the tent motioned for me to follow. "I have news for you, Lieutenant. We have a spy in our camp," were the Colonel's first words. "Impossible I exclaimed in my astonishment at such unexpected and unwelcome intelligence.

"I would that you were right. But 'tis all too true. My evidence is conclusive. Knowing your ability in that line, I have sent for you to undertake the task of searching out the unwelcome visitor." He then placed in my hands the evidence that he had lected, and, unwilling though I was, I was compelled to admit that there was a spy within our lines. The task of capturing the spy proved no small undertaking, and I was about to give up in despair when a lucky circumstance threw him in my way.

He was a small, boyish-looking fellow, connected with the quartermaster'3 department. H13 mode of procedure had been to collect his information, and then, aided by the darkness of the nights, would place his message upon a piece of bark or wood and float it down the river to his companions. He appeared very indifferent when I clasped the hand cuffs upon his delicate wrists, and made no resistance or denials, and withal appeared utterly unconscious of his danger. I promptly conducted him to the Colonel and related the circumstance of his arrest and of his conduct under it, and also presented him with the papers found upon the person of the prisoner, proving undeniably his guilt. "His guilt cannot be questioned, Colonel," was the decision of one of his taff who happened to be present.

I noticed an unusual flush upon the Colonel's face at this, and he seemed unaccountably confused. The spy, however, remained unmoved and the expression of his stolid face never changed in the least. "What is your name, sir?" asked the Colonel, collecting himself with an effort. "Edward Alton," was the clear, steady reply, and to me there seemed a tone of triumph in the voice. After a short consultation with his staff the Colonel ordered me to take the prisoner to the guard-house.

As the night had the appearance of being a stormy one the prospect of guarding the spy was far from being a pleasant one. I was considerably surprised as well as pleased to be relieved from duty an hour later by the Colonel's order, my place being filled by a rotund German, the raw recruit of the regiment. I made my way to my quarters, inwardly thanking the Colonel for hi3 kindness in my behalf. The next morning it was noised all over camp that the spy had effected his escape. How it had been effected no one knew.

The Colonel investigated the matter without result, and the case soon passed from memory. A week later, as our brigade was about to go into action, a tall, dark, handsome man approached CoL Edwards. "A word with you, Colonel, please. A shade of annoyance passed over the Colonel's face. He stopped, however, to hear what he might say.

When they were alone together the stranger's dark face became even darker and his fierce black eye glittered dangerously. "It is needless to introduce myself, Colonel; you have known me too long to make that necessary. Perhaps," and the stranger tore the beard from his face, "perhaps you have met me before." "Allen Kerr!" gasped the Colonel. "The same by your leave. Glad you recognize an old acquaintance.

But to business. I may as well inform sir, that I have been in camp lonv enough to witness the arrest and escape of the rebel spy. The Colonel's face turned ashy pal 71. and he appeared to gasp for breath. "Not a verv welcome bit of intelli- 2'rcservetZ Gauze.

In an open sunny space, in Hampden Park, not far from the road, standing among the thick grass, we see two handsome birds as large as our ordinary poultry. They are pheasants, and do not appear to be in the least disturbed at seeing us. They probably know that no one will be allowed to harm them except in the game cO'jsrm wTiinli tviII Tint, orrirp fnr rpvptsi months. The laws regarding: erame are I very strict in England, and even in the shooting season no one who does not "preserve" game, as the rearing and care of it is here called, is allowed to kill a rabbit, a partridge, or a pheasant, even on his own property. All such game is considered to belong to those persons in the neighborhood who have "preserves." If a rabbit should come into the garden of the house where we are staying, and be found eating the cabbages, it may be driven away, but if the owner of the garden should catch or kill it, he would be subject to a penalty.

It must not be supposed that the great proprietors are always stingy about their game. On one of the estates of the Prince of Wales each poor man is allowed to come to the house every day in the shooting season, and get one rabbit. He is perfectly welcome to the animal, now it is dead, for the Prince and his friends could not possibly eat all they shoot; but if he should presume to deprive the owner of the pleasure of killing it, he would be a poacher and be put in prison. "In English Country," by Frank R. Stockton, in SL Nicholas.

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