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PELIGIOU3 AND EDUCATIONAL. Tho nldi-Rt church in New Hamn THE SAUM NEWS. By J. H. PACCETT, rdltor.

SAL1NA, KANSAS. 1 1 NT 1031 Not being an lnvontor, I con hardly doRcrlbo intelligently tho wonder, there not now existing its like to which I might refer. Two old cultivator wheels of equal size placed side by Bide and connected by au axle, a smaller wheel for steering purposes ahead, a low-hanging couch, swung beneath somehow, a crank arrangement and other contrivances of which only Pink knew tho naino and nature that, briefly, was tho invention. The operator was supposed to recline at cane on tho swinging couch, and, manipulating tho proper parts of tho mechanism, go trundling gently along. It had boon some time slnco tho victim of the aguo had been ablo to go about tho neighborhood, but, us the invention took shape, tho family felt sure that it would enable him to take little excursions without fatigue and be the moans of cheering him up considerably if not of hastening his recovery.

Finally, the masterpiece was completed and the time of trial nt hand, finding Mr. Lazenberry in a mild way interested in it as much as an nguo-at-llicted man could well be interested in anything but his own woe. Desiring to mako tho trial excursion as easy and pleasant ns possible for his father, Pink decidod that ho should rltlo down tho near-by slope, keeping to the smooth road down tho gifntlo incline and across tho littlo bridge that spanned th gully at its foot, stopping as soon ns he liked on tho level beyond. Thus ho would have little to do but. guide tho machine, as it would practically run itself down the slope.

Mr. Lazenbury left his easy chair, crept out to the starting place and stretched himself on the low-swung couch with an "um-ah!" of mild satis- STALKING WELSH RABBITS. A Haw Youth In the Tolls of Gotham Jokers, Did you ever stalk the Welsh rabbit?" Tho quostlon seemed to convulse tho youth addressed. Ho was from Duluth, where his father made his "pile" in lumber. Since ho arrived in Gotham he hod been a perfoct reservoir of hunting reminiscences in the wild west He has even "pumped lead" into a few "rascally redskins." II is stories were beginning to pall and it was at this juncture that a youth called "Billy" threw tho lamb-like question at him.

His answer was "No." "Well, I'd hardly have believed it We'll have to got you up a hunt Could you get ready by to-morrow morning?" Duluth thought ho could. "Well," Bald Billy, "you como up to my rooms to-morrow morning, say about eight I'll bo ready and we'll take a 'go' at the rabbits. It's an elegant time for them now and they are thick as Sam Hill up near the border of Weschester county. But there is ono thing you've got to make up your mind to. Well, it's just this: I'vo known some of tho bravest men men with fighting records who wouldn't daro tackle a Welsh rabbit Why, when Muldoon was training Sullivan, John wanted to go out and take a littlo of the sport, but Muldoon wouldn't listen to it thought it might injure him.

Well, good-night, boys, I'm going to turn In. Now, you'll bo on hand, old man. I'll telegraph and have all the arrangements made. So long." At 8 o'clock sharp the next morning Duluth's pa would have gazed in awe at his offspring. Ho was gorgeous.

A fore-and-aft English hunting hat adorned his cranium, while the rest of his anatomy was clad in the regulation hunting garb, a la Briton down to the legglns. The latest improved repeating rifle, incased in its cover, in his right hand, and slung over his shoulder by straps was a leather mounted quart flask. He hied him in this attire to Gabe Case's, where tho boys were waiting for him. Billy met him with this remark: uml the remedies, hod been reduced to a pitiable condition of resignation to almost anything, the ague seemed in nowise dlscourugod. It was ubout this time thtit ho experienced tho original method of treatment of his son, i'lnlt-ney, who tho family were agreed was destined to becotno a great Inventor, "For the land sakes!" Mrs.

Lnzon-berry would often exclaim in admiring contemplation of her son's latest achievement. "What will Pinkney do next?" That seemed an unanswerable question, 'or tho somewhat remarkable thlni that his ingenious brain had already Incited hlra to accomplish seemed to promise almost anything in the way of unexpected results. "Just think how he spliced ont Jolly's tail!" his mother would say prldcfuUy, when reverting to Pink-ncy's record and apparent possibilities. "Who else would have thought of such a thing?" Probably no ono. Jolly, tho dog, had for a long time managed to get along very well with an abbreviated caudal appendage the result of a youthful mistake which led him to attack a large and canniballstlo tramp dog.

For some reason Pink finally conceived the idea that Jolly needed more tail, and proceeded to supply it. Perhaps if the reader had felt called upon to retail a dog he would have constructed a serviceable if not ornamental tail by making a cloth contrivanco not unlike a tutted club. At least I should have done so. But Pink resolved that Jolly should have a tall that he eould feol proud of, no matter in what company he might find himself. To this end, he procured at the slaughter, house the tail of a lately deceased cow, which he carefully fitted and sewed over an oak stick.

This was spliced on to Jolly's stub and really looked first rate, in spite of the fact that a yellow dog with a perfectly stiff red tail tipped with fly-brush, is a rather unusual sight. Jolly was introduced to the family and the merits of the improvement expatiated upon. Just as the baby waddled up, Mrs. Lazenberry presented the rejuvenated Jolly with a beef bone, which so delighted him that he wagged his new tail with such vehemence that he knocked the baby down and threatened to beat his unfortunate brains out before the wagging could bo stopped. This led to the speedy detail ing of oily, Mrs.

Lazenberry considering a large dog with a club attachment undesirable. That was the way it was with the majority of Pink's inventions. They promised fair enough, but often managed to achieve the most unexpected and sometimes distressing results. Pink's rabbit traps were the wonder and admiration of the youth of the neighborhood. Uut, it seemed as if they had an unaccountable predilection for catching skunks instead of rabbits.

At ono time, he constructed a complicated attachment to the churn. The only fault to be found with it seemed to be that churning with the improvement involved an outlay of labor nearly double that required to operate the unimproved churn. Pink's riding-saw promised great things, but at the first trial it would probably have sawn the young inventor, himself, in two had he not been rescued before it was too late. It certainly was an ingenious and promising contrivance that he rigged for rocking the baby by wind power. With the expenditure of no little time, thought and labor, he rigged a windmill above the roof of the porch, to which was attached an arrangement that rocked the cradle nicely when the wind blew gently.

It promised to make quite a saving of time to Mrs. Lazenberry, who could place the baby In the cradle on the ishady porch and let the mechanism rock him gently to sleep. This sho did, one afternoon, and when the trial was over no fault could be found with Pinkney's creation. But, upon tho following afternoon, the invention fell from favor. The wind was mild, the day fair and the baby sleepy, and so Mrs.

Lazenberry placed the little fellow in the cradle and ran over to Mrs. Shipley's to borrow sorao yeast. Little Henry Clay Shipley was threatened with whooping couirh, and, after the child had been brought out to cough for the sympathizing visitor, the ladies drifted into a discussion of various childish maladies and their treatment, and from them to the gossip of the neigh-hood. Thus it happened that the errand occupied an hour in accomplishing. Meanwhile, the breeze was freshening preccptibly, and by the time Mrs.

Lazenberry started homeward it was blowing briskly. She looked to discover the windmill revolving merrily and the cradle rocking at a great rate. The baby was being rattled from side to side in a way that must have been decidedly uncomfortable, and howling like a good fellow. The mother hurried thither at her best speed, but was too late to avert the catastrophe which followed. Just as she reached the gate, there came a sudden and harder gust of wind, and the cradle gave one mad roll and hurled the baby out on its head and off from the porch.

While yet there was considerable uncertainty as to whether the ppor little chap's nose was really broken or only badly skinned, Mr. Lazenberry the windmill and reduced it, together with the attachment, to kindling wood. This, of course, happened before the ague fastened upon Mr. Lazenberry. But, in spite of such drawbacks, Pink continued to invent and bis parents to prophesy a triumphant future for his genius.

By the time that Mr. Lazenberry and his ague were approaching the Uncle Darby nicks' cure stage, Pink was deep in the greatest effort of his life. This was an attempt made for the special benefit and pleasure of his afflicted father a kind of wheelgji reclinlpg Oliftlr or yeliiQUlar couch. Bhiro is one in Saudown Center, which was built in 1773-4. Tho kItir at do moat to damn so ciety nro thoso that are considered respectable.

Bain's llorn. Out of the total population in the Fljlun islands of 110,000, not less than 103,000 attend tho Wesleyon churcnes; tho rest are Roman Catholics, Tho American Bible society holds in trust the sum of The income is to be used for trencral benevo lent and missionary purposes. I I A A littlo Boston girl wno is going to a private school wants to go to a publlo school. "I am tired," she says, "of going to a school where the teacher calls as darling." The education of Russian children said to bo conduotod in four languages the native, German, English and French which they learn to speak fluently. Tho czar speaks English remarkably well.

TTnrvnrd university has 805,000 bound volumes in her library; Yale has 200,000, Cornell 150,000, Columbia uu.uuo, Syracuse 75,000, Dartmouth 08,000, Lehigh 07,000, Bowdoin 84,000, University Virginia 40,000. A "Young Ladles' Telephone School" has recently been established by the government in tho city of San Salvador for tho tmrnose of training young senoritas for the service of the American Telephone Co. there. If any teacher would impress eternal truths upon the imperishable parch-mnnt, of tho soul, he must bo inspired of God, for without tho Holy Spirit's guidance man worn is out as too morn' ing cloud and the early dew. G.

Fred nrlek. There was a rumor that the Aus trian government had sounded the college of cardinals to find whether a non Italian none mtoht be regarded as pos Bible. The sentiment is that the next pope must bo Italian, like his predoces sors. Bishop Potter in recent address in behalf of New York city missions, cnlil ffcnf. t.ViA Protestant Episcopal church is preaching the Gospel in that city in almost all the tongues oi auropo, and in those of China, Armenia, Turkey and Persia.

Senator Stanford's will provides that suo.ooo.000 must be turned over to Standford university in addition to allej that he has thus far given it bo that it will eventually be the most ricniy en dowod institution in tho world. There are about 3,200,000 Presbyterians in Scotland. There are 1,650 places of worship in connection with the Church of Scotland, ana 1, 675 in onnnnction with the Free and United Presbyterian churches in all 8,225, or more than one church for each 1,000 of the population. --Mrs. Flora Mather, of Cleveland, daughter of Amasa Stone, has given $75,000 to the college for women of the Western Reserve university.

A part of this sum will provide a college home, and the remainder will be added to the endowment fund. Mrs. Eliza Clark has given this college a recitation hall. O. Times-Democrat The root of many physical evils is in the moral nature; the preventive and corrective of them is spiritual power.

The true cause of much insanity is an untrained and ungoverncd will; its proper antidote is charity, and reasonably, so, since more than half of charity is neither more nor less than Christian self-control. Churchmaa WIT AND WISDOM. Love is never satisfied until it gets both arms fulL Dallas News. "What man has done man can do," but sometimes he can not undo it Matches kindle all kinds of flames, including that of jealousy. Oil City Blizzard.

Every noble life leaves the fiber of it interwoven forever in the work of the world. Ruskin. It is easier to fall between the rounds of the ladder of fame than to mount it Texas Sittings. In matters of conscience, first thoughts are best; in matters of prudence, last thoughts are best One of the most expensive things in this life is the reverso curve on the bottom of a champagne bottle. Boston Transcript The only objection to the self-made man is that in so many cases he has failed to put himself together so as to work noiselessly.

Washington Post Figgs Clostfist left his property so that his widow could not marry again. Diggs How was that? Figgs He left it all to his son. N. Y. Herald.

"Miss Antique is aging very rapidly." "You must be wrong. She is only a year older now than she was five years ago. She says so herself." Harper's Bazar. Miss Pearl White I wish you to paint my portrait Dobbins I'm sorry, ma'am, but I can't do it Miss Pearl White Why not? Dobbins I never copy other paintings. Cincinnati Gazette.

"My daughter admired both law and music, so I had her study law." "What impelled you to that choice?" "I think practicing law is quieter than practicing N. Y. Truth. "I sometimes thlpk," began Rev. Simpersermun to a group of young ladies at a parish gathering.

"Then your sermons do you injustice," interrupted a saucy minx in the party. Boston Courier. Why the Grocer Was Troubled. "Why does tho grocer look so troubled to-day?" "The inspector of weights and measures has just called on him and pointed out the error of his weighs." N. Y.

Sun. Sneerwell "What, you back? Humph! A bad penny always turns up." Ragglcs "Yes. It resembles your nose in that respect I'd tie a ton of lead on my nose if I were you and get it down." N. Y. Herald.

Possibly everyone has for an ambition the hope that some day he may be entirely satisfactory to some one, and ho does not grow very old before he finds out what a useless ambition, it is, THE OLD MAN'S WATCH. a-slnoo I led the village where I lived boy uml man, And settled lu tho city bore, where things are spick and span, I'vo noticutl something queor about tho workings of my wutoh It soems to l)o forever running backward, notch by linti'li, I've tools it to the goldsmith and inquired the ronton why, Uut ho says be thinks the trouble it's mostly In my oyo. I'vo bought Rome new speotaolos (they're brighter than the old), Put still my wutoh run backward, and the past uloue la told. When I tnke It from the pillow, just before the break of day, It reminds mo of the morning tbul our Jumle wont away Went awu-aay to the metropolis -and all the hopes and fears Como Bua'hiK to my heart again, and melt thelrselvos In tears. And when tho dawn comes struggling through the shndwa of tbo street I bear a inulllcd ticking like the pit a pat of foot, AndSulrey'a little toddler, with bis towslud golden beud, Comes In again and clambers up tbo side of grandpa's bod.

When 'Llndy calls the time of day, I never soe the hour, Out in Its piaco some picturo o'er my sensos wields a powor. At noon I hear tbo dinner-horn, and join the morry band, For once again I feci myself a hungry harvest hand. At ono o'clock, at two, at three, fond recollections come And shut nn ay the present scene, and still the city's hum. At six o'clock the cows begin to low, at eight the choros are done, And fairy realms are wrought of clouds above the bidden sun. At nine I blush and stammer then I'm not myself at nino, For that's the blessed hour I asked swoet 'Llndy to bo mine.

At ten I kneel beside a crib and breathe a for vent prayer: God, Father, bear our plea I In mercy pure, oh, spare And then the hour grows dark and chill; the night winds, passing, sigh, As, binding low, I kiss farewell and see my firstborn die. No matter what the hour at htch the watch may point its hands, Each fit'uro on the dial for some dear remembrance stands. I've took it to the goldsmith and inquired the reason why, Out he says be thinks the trouble of It's mostly in my eyo. I looked at it this morning at a'quarter after eight. And saw the school, a ml le away, and knew I should be late.

But 'Lindy said: "Good gracious, John, that watch is awful slow: Vou bavon't been a schoolboy since some sixty years ago." And so my watch goes ticking, ticking backward toward the past, And so it will go ticking, tloklng backward 'till at last I olose my weary eyelids and by tender bands caressed, Am cradled in my coffin, once again a babo at rest. Willis J. Hawkins, in Detroit Free Press. tWITTC rOR TNiJ PAPtu HERE are many ways of treating the ague, but the most original method that ever came to my knowledge was that to which Pinkney Lazen- berry subjected his father. When that tenacious and enervating disease fastens upon its victim he can take the big "doctor book" and the advice of sympathizing friends and find himself' in possession of a largo number of recipes, all believed by their formulators to be good, or bad, for the ague.

The "granny" remedies, as the formulas of kind and experienced old ladies are sometimes irreverently called, number more than a sevre and consist of as many different combinations of various roots, herbs and barks, each, if possible, mora unpleasant to the taste than the other. J- one has been the victim of yellow-dock, sumac berries, mandrake, boneset, poccoon, wahoo, Indian turnip and what-not, in the various delectable combinations of which they are capable, he is pretty apt to be in a condition to appreciate the fullness of the feelings of the late Job, who de- THE CRADLE ROCKER GETS IN ITS WORK, sired to be delivered from his friends and likewise, perhaps, their remedies. If by this time neither the patient north ague have succumbed to the treatment there remains, if he does not retain energy enough to resist them, the water cure, the earth cure, the old Uncle Darby Hicks cure, the pack and one or two other that I do not now recall. Mr. Watts Iyazenborry and his ague had survived all these oures, and while the Poor man, by reason of the disease TV AH over your Bufferings from Catarrh.

That is, if you go about it in tho rigiu way. There are plenty of wrong ways, that perhaps you've found out. They may relieve for a time, but they don cure. Worse yet, they may drive tho disease to the lungs. You can't afford to experiment.

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Catarrhal Headache, "Cold in tho Head" everything catarrhal in its nature, is cured as if by magio. It's a way so 6iire that the proprietors of Dr. Sage's Remedy offer, in good faith, $500 for a case of Catarrh which they cannot cure. If it's sure enough for them to make the offer, it's sure enough for you to make the trial. They risk $500.

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Suddenly one of tho crowd, amid suppressed laughter, shouted excitedly: "Got your gun ready?" "Yes, yes; why?" responded Duluth. "Because, there's your rabbit," said Billy. "Shoot it, quick, or it will get away." At this moment tho rear door opened, and a waiter appeared with a steaming platter. Duluth flushed, grabbed his gun and looked out of the window. He turned around in time to see his companions apparently in tho last stages of apoplexy.

Boars of laughter greeted his amazed interrogatory gaze. "Shoot! they screamed. But Duluth saw the joke, blushed, stammered, kicked a little, set up the champagne and sent a messenger boy to the hotel for his other clothes. N. Y.

Recorder. BICYCLES ARE NUISANCES. And the Communicative Man Gives Jlls Reasons for So The other day I was seated in the park watching the string of wheelmen whirling past Lemon hill on their way up the drive. "Did it ever occur to you what infernal nuisances those confounded bicycles are?" asked a communicative man, limping up and depositing himself on the bench beside me. "No; it did not," I replied.

"Well, they are," he continue, "the worst kind of a nuisance. They should bo driven from the streets. I walked up Broad street ono afternoon a few weeks ago and every stop I took I heard the bell on one of the Infernal things ring, ordering me out of the road. At last I got tired of it; so when I saw the next one coming I just stopped right in the middle of the street and waited for it. On she came and the fool on the machine rung the bell.

I didn't get out of the road." "No?" "No, sirree! I just stood there and yelled to tho fool that it was as easy for him to get out my road as it was for me to get out of his." "Indeed!" "Yes, sir! 'And I said. 'I'm going to stand right 'here and If you run into me I'll break your confounded machine and he came." "No." "Yes, sir. On he came and there I stood." "Well?" "I didn't get out of his road. He ran into me." "Is that so?" "Yes, sirree!" "Well? And then?" "I broke the machine." "Impossible!" "Not a bit That's just what I did." "What did he do?" "He ran into me." "And you-?" "I broke the machine." "Well I mean after that what did he do?" "Oh! He gathered it together." "But what did he do with you?" "Oh," with a sickly smile; "they gathered me together, too." And then he relapsed into silence. Burdette, in Philadelphia Press.

In the Dry Ootids District. "What was young Leonard White fired for?" "The boss caught him in a lie." "Was it a whopper?" "Well, he said his salary was plenty big enough to suit him." Puck. Lack of Karly Advantages. "Is he really an Arizona man? Why, his speech isn't a bit pictur-esquel" "Well, you see he hasn't had a chauce to study western dialect in the humorous papers." Puck. His Experience.

Maudle Why la it that all the unhappy wives go into the lecturing field? Caudle That seems to be the only pus? incus they ever learned, fuck. HEROIC TREATMENT FOR THE AGUE. faction. When all was ready, Pink released the wheel he had been holding, and Mr. Lazenberry, with a feeble smile of anticipation, started gently down the slope.

Then, the unexpected, which so often attended the operation of Pink's creations, manifested itself. When the invalid attempted to turn the crank he displaced the center of gravity, or from some such cause put a portion of the mechanism out of gear, tangling himself up in a most uncomfortable fashion in the machinery, and away went the contrivanco down tho little hill at an uuexpsctedly rapid rate of speed with the victim in the middle with his feet considerably higher than his head. "Hold on! Hold on!" shouted Pink, seeing clearly, when too late, just what was the matter. It seemed unnecessary to offer such advice, for poor Mr. Lazenberry, tangled up as ho was in the midst of the invention, appeared to be unable to let go.

Neither could he steer the machine. It did not confine itself to the road but seesawed from side to side in and out of it, jouncing and bumping over hummocks and stones in a most unpleasant manner, jerking and thumping and scrubbing poor, ague-weakened Mr. Lazenberry shamefully. Pink started to dash down the hill after the invention, but stubbed his toe and tumbled headlong. By the time he had picked himself up it was too late to prevent the mischief.

Before ho could catch up, the masterpiece, with his father in its clutches, ran off one end of the little unrailed. bridge at the foot of the slope and dropped into the gully. The cry that Mr. Lazenberry uttered as they went over the brink was a surprisingly energetic one for man who had had the ague so long. Upon investigation the invention was found to be badly wrecked, but fortunately Mr.

Lazenberry had received nothing worse than a severe shaking-up, but his faith in Pinkney as an inventor was well-nigh shattered. The vehicular couch received no further improvement. The wreck was left in the gully till washed away, some weeks later, by a freshet Neither did Pinkney's unique treatment cure his father of the ague. But, finally, tho disease, either succumbing to the influence of quinine or getting tired of his company, deserted its victim, and to-day he is as well and hearty as almost anyone you could name. Pinkney continues to invent and his mother to encourage him, but his father is less sanguine.

Tom P. Morgan. His Credentials. It doesn't make any difference which United States senator it was so long as tho story told of him cannot be fixed upon anybody he can get his hands on. Suffice it to say it was a United States senator and ho had come to Washington to bo inducted into his high oflico.

He was out in a committee room with two or three senators during tho preliminaries. "By the way," inquired one, "havo you got your credentials?" "You bet I have," he replied on tho spot, yanking a big wallet out of his pocket and slapping it down on the table. It was a clean give away, but they never told anybody except in executive session and that is hew it leaked out. Detroit Free Press. Clarence II.

Freeman, the champion checker-player of the land, is a mulatto with a slight tinge of Pequot Indian blood. He used to be a porter and errand boy in an old tavern in Providence, where ho. lives, and began to play checkers when he was seven years old, using wjfite and Waclj eaa for mun, Will Will.