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The Democrat 1890-1890 from Wichita, Kansas • 4

The Democrat 1890-1890 from Wichita, Kansas • 4

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THE DEMOCRAT: WICHITA, KANSAS, THURSDAY, JANUARY 23, 1890. The Democrat. HONEST CARL DUNDER. RELIGIOUS AND EDUCATIONAL. THOUGHTS ON OLD AGE.

PEDROS PRIVATE LIFE. MISUNDERSTOOD. The Education and Habit of the Ex-Em-psiofi end How He Passed His Tune THURSDAY, JANUARY 2', IS vii Things the Old Gentleman Caught On To While in Retirement. Well! well! exclaimed Sergeant Kendall in great surprise, as Carl Dun-tier softly entered the Woodbridge Street station Saturday afternoon. I thought you had started for Germany sure.

CONCERNING CLOTHES. 51 FRANK B. SMITH. HARRY T. MOORE.

At the breakfast-table that morning Frank Hatfield's wife, one of the dearest and most winning of wotneu iu the world, had said to him: Have you heard from brother Walter et? No, Mabel; not time ret. You know lie only left the day before yesterday. We will get a letter to-morrow, maybe." Do 3 on know. Frank, I am almost wild with curiosity to see his wife? Such an odd notion of theirs, to put off their wedding-trip for throe months after they were married!" Wanted to make it in pleasant weather, I suppose." said Frank. Anyhow, theyll be herein ten days; as soon as hi" business is arranged," and Mabel Hatfield's almost girlish face beamed with delight at the thought for she almost, idolised her brother Walter." buch had been in part, the talk of the breakfast-table, and there had not been in all the city a sunnier face than that with which Frank Hatfield hart said good-bye to his dear little wife and rosy-faced baby boy; but now, half an hour later, he sat' in liis downtown office scowliDg at a bit of crumpled paper ou the table before him with an expression of countenance which might fairly be thought to include doubts of his own sanity.

Oak Street House!" he exclaimed. What, in Well, I might as (si (si Much has been said recently abont the political and historical side of the life of Emperor Dorn Pedro II. Brazil, now an exile. But his private life is less known to Americans, whom he visited, however, in 1876. At that time, when he was not scrutinizing ith deep interest the marvels exhibited at the Ceutennlal Exhibition, or hen he was not traveling through the United States, which he admired Rnd lauded so warmly and frankly he liked to stay in New York, where he lived at the Buckingham Hotel.

Here as in Paris, where he often rode on the top of omnibuses, Dom Pedro was fond of entering a horse car and having a chat with his neighbors in the public vehicle, which a as an easy tiling for him, 83 be spoke perfect English. The knowledge cf manv languages was but a small part of the schoiarly acquirements of the Brazilian monarch, wno was as much of a savant as of an Emperor, and who has been received, not on account of his title, but as a reward for his numerous scientific works, as a member of the famous Institute of France and of most cf the European academies. His education was begun b' the venerable Bishop of Clin so-polis and by the famous Liberal leader. Andrada Sylva, who had been recalled from exile, where he was sent by his ungrateful party. Dom Pedro, when 1 year old.

loot his mother, Leopoldine. an Austrian Archduchess and a sister of Marie Louise, the second wife of Napoleon I. He was only 5 years old when, in 1831, his father. Dom Fedro abdicated in his favor and left Brazil. Tho poor boy was thus left quite alone in the world, and he feit himself still more isolated when at 10 years of age, he heal'd of his father's death in Portugal.

No wonder then that his character was predisposed to a serious aud even a sad view of iife; that he was a medi SUCCESSORS TO hart sustaf led the shock much better than he had expected. In a few moments for, with all her m-rvousoesi, she was a brave and devoted wife Florence declared herself ready. I must stop at my office for a moment. said Frank. Oh, but I am in such a hurry!" said Florence.

But it is only to leave a law paper with my partner. He has been at court all day and I have not seen him." Frank'3 office was in a verv busy part of the city, and both he aud Florence had their heads too full of excit-iug thoughts to notice an- particular member of the hurrying throngs upon the pavement, brill. as the carriage pulled up at the curb, Frank remarked: "Good! I won't have to go upstairs; there's my partner now. Brown! Eh. Brown!" The gentleman thus addressed had beeu standing on the edge of the pavement as if waiting for someone, and now came forward with a remarkable beaming expression of countenance.

Trank, my bov, it's all right. What's all right?" Why, that Harry Taylor case. Frank Hatfield had to catch his breath for a moment, but stammered: H-h how? Why, there was a whole batch sent up this morning, and one of them confessed to putting the pocket-book iu Harry's pocket. Weil, what did you do?" Oh. the magistrate let him right out at once, and I ve got him upstuirs in tbe offioe.

A gloved hand was on Franks shoulder, aud a trembling voice was trying to ask him: Frank, Frank, isnt that Walter." Yes, its Walter," said Frank Hatfield; but he was sorry enough tbe next minute as be sat in the corner of the carriage trying to recall the color to tbe white and beautiful face of Flor ence. for the had fainted. As for Brown, he had comprehended the situation well enough to dash upstairs, and by the time Floreuce had recovered her senses she was in more tender handsthan tho.e of half-frightened Frank Hatfield. And now the carriage was being whirled awaj" up town. lor Frank was BEACON JOB PRINT 1 'Hie Aged are the Shields of Those Who Come After Them.

The feeling must of necessity come to many aged persons that they have outlived their usefulness: that they are no longer wanted, but rather in the way, drags on the wheels rather than helping them forward. But let them remember the oftemquoted line of MrKon Tney who stand and wait This is peculiarly true of them. They are helping others without always being aware of it. They are the shields, the breakwaters of those who come after them. Every decade is a defense of the one next behind it.

At thirty the youth has sobered into manhood, but the strong men of forty rise in almost unbroken rank between him and the approaches of old age a3 they show in the men of fifty. At forty he looks with a sense of security at the strong men of fifty, and sees behind them the row of sturdy sexagenarians. When fifty is reached somehow sixty does not look so old as it once used to, and seventy is still afar off. At sixty the stern sentence of the burial service seems to have a meaning that one did not notice in former years. There begins to be something personal about it.

But if one lives to seventy he soon gets used to the text with the threescore years and ten in it, and begins to count himself among those who by reason of strength are destined to reach fourscore, of whom he can see a number still in reasonably good condition. The octogenarian love3 to read about people of ninety and over. He peers among the asterisks of the triennial catalogue of the University for the names of graduates who have seen seventy years out of college and remain still unstarred. He is curious about the biographies of centenarians. Such escapades as those of that terrible old sinner and ancestor of great men, the Eev.

Stephen Bachelder, interest him as they never did before. But he can not deceive himself much longer. See him walking on a level surface, and he steps off almost as well as ever; hut watch him coming down a flight of stairs, and the family record could not tell his years more faithfully. He cut you dead, you say? Did it occur to you that he could not see you clearly enough to know you from any other son or daughter of Adam? He said he was very glad to hear it, did he, when you told him that your beloved grandmother had just deceased? Did you happen to remember that though he does not allow that he is deaf, he will not deny that he does not hear quite so well as he used to? No matter about his failings; the longer he holds on to life, the longer he makes life seem to all the living who follow him, and thus he Is their constant fcenefaotor. Oliver Wendell Holmes, in Atlantic.

I Eil ind North Carolina has 800,000 acre ol swamp land to sell for the benefit of her education fund. Within the last four years Florida has increased her school expenditures from S132.200 to S449.299. The kindergarten schools of San Francisco, under the patronage of Mrs. Leiand Stanford, now number twenty, with 6,000 children. It is stated in tho Russian papers that new professorships in the Japanese, Corean and Hindustani languages have been founded at tho University of St.

Petersburg. Religion is life, philosophy is thought; religion looks up, friendship looks in. We need both thought and life, and we need that the two shall be in harmony. James Freeman Clarke. Missionaries among the Jews in all the countries of Continental Europe report an increasing interest in Christianity among that people.

They are affected by the movement inaugurated by Mr. Kabinowitz, of Kircheneff, Russia. One hundred and nine thousand orphans have been supported and educated at Mr. George Mullers famous orphanage at Bristol. England.

Five large houses, capable of affording homes for 2.050 orphans have been built, and sixty-six schools are now maintained. Spirit of Missions. A bequest made to the county of Morgan, Georgia, years ago for the education of orphan children in that county, has grown to S4S.000, and the custodians have been able to expend only $700 out of an income of S2.740 In the education of children. The fund has outgrown the orphans, and what to do with it is a puzzle. About 835,000 has been spent tho past year by the American Seamans Friend Society in missionary work, publications.

loan libraries, and other aids. Altogether 9,221 new libraries have been given out to vessels; over 10,000 have been reshipped, making 500,000 books which have been put within reach of about 350,000 men. Why, you dont take the Bible just as it reads, do you? said a man to a clergyman, who was talking with him cn the subject of religion. Certainly, replied the clergyman, How would you take it, if not as it reads? Would you take it as it doesn't read? That bits the point exaotly. Bead the Bible in this respect as you do any other book and take the meaning of its words and accept it.

A strange colneidenoe noted by the Kansas City (Mo.) Star is that on the day Clement Morgan, a colored youth from St. Louis, won the Roylston prize and was chosen class orator of Harvard College, and the first colored boy was admitted to the manual training school of Washington University, the Missouri act making it a crime for a colored child to attend any white public school went into effect. -AND- LANK tative and grave vouas man. His in County and Bank Work Mr Cetherwood's Homily on the Problem and Worry of Dress. I would like to be a large, fair angel with clean, white feathers firm and satiny as a gull's breast and my desire would be that no moulting period should ever overtake the wearer of such a suit.

Of all creation the human animal as somebody has already remarked is the only one born without a permanent skin. From season to season he must change his outer covering. Enormous business has grown upon this misfortune of man. Consider the vast dry-goods houses, the millionaire merchants, who fatten on womens vanity alone! I have oven heard of dealers growing rich selling neckties! It is startling to think what tremendous sums are paid every year for the movable coverings which we wear, and soil, and cast aside. But the worst aspect of the case is the thought which goes to the making of all these skins.

It is truly said no woman can be well dressed unless she think3 out her costumes or pays somebody to think them out. When a woman does neither one nor the other she falls Into such gowns as come handy and passes in the crowd as a homely thing; when if a natural plumage her own good works had grown upon her 6ha might be beautiful. My observation is that the women who re the best dressers whose clothes seem really a part of themselves stop right there. They do not extend Into their houses and surroundings. There is no radiation from them of womens tastes.

Their dressing-rooms and homes exist simply as places In which they perform the rites of the toilet. Out of endless chaos and confusion they evolve themselves. Their thoughts must be of fabrics and colors and shapes as adjusted to their own persons. The money of a good dressmaker goes into gowns, bonnets and wraps; not into etchings, books, fine table linens, and china, and the sterling silver dear to housewifely hearts. The average person is like an actor; the change of his costume changes him.

And there is nothing sadder and funnier than an individual made up for one part while he is innocently acting another. We have all seen men dressed as bridegrooms but taking the idiotic poses of Simple Simon; and women of the coarsest type made up as grand ladies. We have seen children dressed like little old men, and old men tricked out to match themselves with children; and preachers who unconsciously looked like prizefighters; and that most appalling spectacle of all an emaciated corpse arranged for a reception instead of being robed for sleep. Man has been 6,000 years learning how to dress, and he knows so little about it now that he is constantly changing his outside and paying away a large part of his yearly income on his appearance. It must make the angels feel sad.

The Bible says we shall be clothed upon in the next state of being. That must mean that we shall have a steady, presentable skin one not to be affected by climate; neither purchased at a dry goods or clothing store, nor liable to grow out of fashion. Then I shall be me, my life appearing through every part; not shrouded by bunches of drapery or deformed by waxing and waning bustles. Then firm white arms and noble breasts will appear in everlasting beauty; the majesty of man and woman will be emancipated from that primeval hame which made the first clothes-eekers try so ineffectually to cover themselves. Poor old Adam and Eve! Giving up the garden was nothing.

But what a trouble they did hand down to ns 11 when they set us to work at the problem of clothes! Mary Hartwell Oatherwood, in Chicago Tribune. nospitaiity in his eagerness to reach his clouded home, lie could have uo A telligence became reeoeions; he was anxious to work and to study; so much so that he got up at night sometime" and relighted the lamp which had been pul out by tno worthy Bishop, his immediate The qualities ana strength of mind he acquired caused the regents, tire i of ex reising powei amidst the difficulties of the time iu Brazil, to advance the epoch of his majority, and to proclaim Dom Pedro Emperor three tears before the age fixed by law for declaring that minority has ceased for Brazilian He only II when Ids reign began practically for him. Dom Pedro is tali, robust and ol splendid bearing; his brer nnd beard patience with either horse or driver, esueciallv as Florence aud Waiter Commercial Job Work Done neatly, with dispatch. Sot oxactly," replied Mr. Dunder, as ha blew his nose with great complacency.

But where have you been?" Sergeant, vhas I some greenhorns?" You dont look to be." If some cow meets me on dor street would she take me for hay? Hardly. If you vhas some gonfidence man would you try to play a game on me? I don't think so. But what do you mean by all this?" Sergeant, I used to be like some cabbage-head. Eaferypody beats me. Eafervpcdy laughs at me, und I like to go back to Shermany.

Dis vhas ail shanged now. How? Vhell, I keeps quiet for der last six weeks und get posted. If somepody can make fun of me now I like to see him do it. I vhas right onto all der tricks you eafer heard of, und I can spot a sharper two blocks away. You wont baf to tell me any more to shump into dot river.

Im rejoiced at the news. Now tell me who posted you. A feller from New York. He takes me in a class all alone for fifteen dollars per week. How vhas dot, eh? And be threw up his right arm and made a long jump sideways, knocking a chair over and scaring a boy out of a year's growth- Thats pretty good.

What kind of a movement do you call it? Dot vhas a nickel-plate movement, to be practiced if a man shumps oudt of der alley to hit you with a sand-club. When dot club comes down you vhas ten feet away. Dot probably saves my life one tousand times. What else?" Vhell, if a tief comes aroundt I can spot him like grease rolling off a log. How? He carries his left hand in his pocket, nnd can't look you in der face.

I can pick em oudt on der street by der dozen." That's a good thing, and you ought to start a detective bureau. Anvthing else? I should shmile! If you vhas some pickpocket, where you look for my In your breast-pocket. So? Ha! ha! ha! Dot vhas another trick! I put my handkerchief oop here, und my wallet in my coat-tail pocket, und if some tief goes to rob me he gets nottings. Dot probably safes me two million dollars. Y-e-s.

Any thing more? Vhell, suppose I vhas in Chicago und a bunko man likes to make me his victim. If it vhas you, vhas would you do? I dont know." Ha! ha! ha! It pays me to learn dot-It safes me tousands of dollars. I 6hust vink at him so, und say: How vhas coons to-day? und off he goes. Dot makes him understand I vhas on to dec racket I see. What else? Suppose you vhas going home at night, und a robber steps oudt und wants your money or your life? How would you do? Give him my money, of course.

You would, eh? Ha! ha! ha! Dot shows who vhas greenhorns! I shouldnt do dot vhay. 1 should open my umbrella und hold it before me und cry fire! as hard as I could. No robber can get at yon if you hold an umbrella oudt. I know lots of odder things, but I haf no more time to-day. I come down to gif you some complaints.

Somepody 6tole twenty-fife dollars from me last night, und dot feller from New York vhas lost. He goes oudt to walk around a leedleby himself, und being a stranger he vhas all mixed oop und can't find his way back. Ah! Didn't you lose a coat, too? Yes. It vhas behind der door, und somepody takes coat und money, too. Come this way.

He led him into the lock-up, halted him at one of the cells, and asked him If he knew the occupant. Vhy, he vhas my trainer! exclaimed Mr. Dunder. How he comes in here? Vhas he some lost shlld? He got your coat and money. We have the coat and most of the cash.

How do you tell a thief, Mr. Dunder? But Mr. Dunder didnt reply. His hair stood np, his eyes bulged out, and he walked out of the station like a man going somewhere in a nightmare. Detroit Free Press.

Breifs and Catalogues rue grown while pr. maturly. Printed on short notice. HINTS FOR SPRING, Hotel Room Books Kept in stock. WIT AND WISDOM.

Hotel Registers Made to order. looked so provokinglv loving nnd happy- Home was reached at- lari, however, tind the somewhat irate driver reined his smoking horse in front of the house. Frank sprang to the ground, and never dreamed of aiding Walter; but Florence by this time was well able to help herself. It was not very late when they entered the bouse, and Frank's latchkey dispensed with bell-ringing and servants. Wait a moment in the parlor, said Frank, while I call Mabel." And so sa'ing, but with a big weight upon his heart, Frank pushed onward toward the sitting-room.

As he threw open the door before him, however, he was suddenly confronted by a lady in full traveliug costume, ana a glance beyond showed him a marvelous disarray of trunks and traveling-bags. Mabel, my dear A gloved band held out to him a small white envelope, while a husky aud trembling voice said: Good-bye, Frank." "Mabel "Isn't that Walter's voice? Ob. Walter, are vou here?" "Yes. Mahel; here I am safe aud sound." Oh. Walter take me away take me home to mother's." But Mabel, what is the matter? Frank has been jast the best old fellow "Walter, there she is; I saw her at the railway-station the very same woman; and now hes brought her here! Walter, what does it mean? Mean! Why, Mabel come.

Florence Mabel, this is ray wife, your sister, Florence. Ive been in trouble, and Frank has helped me through, like a trump that he is; and vou are mad, when you have got the best fellow in i the world for a hus i Mabel gave one look at bar brother. another into the wistful face of her new sister; but she caught a glance of the keen suffering in the trembling lips of her husband, and with, "Oh, Frank, forgive me; I have been so foolish!" Frank Hatfield's worrv was over. well go there. Ana 60 lie did.

with barely enough presence of mind to put bis hat on before he started. A brief parley with the officials in blue, and Frank Hatfield was admitted to a dingy aud dimly-lighted cell. Frank Good Heavens! You here. Hush! Not a word. I gave my name as Harry Taylor, and its gone into the l'eports that way," But how did it happen?" I can't tell, Frank.

I only know thev found the pocket-book in mv pocket, and I was so dumbfounded I could not say a word. The pocket-book!" Yes, it was at the railway-station. I had juot checked my trunks when the3' began to make an outcry, and that's about all 1 know about it until I was nabbed and searched." "But Florence? said Frank. I wrote to her that I was detained in town on important business. Then 1 gave 3'our name as my counsel, and setit for you." I didn't get your note till this morning.

Some mistake or other. But here I am, trapped, and what to do I do not know. Oh, I can get you off easy enough; Its an old game of the pickpockets. All I have got to do is to prove who you are, said Frank. But I dont want to prove who I am; it would half kill Mabel, and just about murder Florence.

You don't know how sensitive she is. No; I must be got off and acquitted as Harry Taylor or I'll never get over it. Now, Frank, old fellow, promise not to let my name out to anybody, least of all toMabel. Florence's letters will come in your care as usual; and I can send a letter to Mabel dated from home, jou know, as if it were enclosed to you." "You must take the responsibility of all this deception then." said Flank; and after a great deal of hesitation the young lawxer allowed himself to be overpowered into giving tho required promise, but left tbe station-house and returned to hi3 office a troubled and anxious-hearted man. And so it was when Frank Hatfield went home that evening and silently handed Mabel an unposted missive, over which her blue eyes glintened and which made her kiss the baby twice, he did so with a flush on his cheek and a cloud on his brow which never left him the whole evening.

Of course Frank kept his promise of secrecy, but at tbe expense of a red face and a flustered manner. He was not half sure that his conscience had not caught him in several pretty equivocations or well-defined fibs. More than that, Mabel was quite well aware that she had not penetrated her husband's secret, and she was not only a true daughter of Ere as to curiosity, but as self-willed and imperious a little bodv as she was loving, with a good deal of that peculiar element of character out of whioh jealousy is manufactured under favorable circumstances; and so. though at first she tried not to 6now it, Mabel was more than a little offended, and Frank, poor fellow! could not help seeing and feeling it And thus the next day passed and the next, and affairs down town looked worse and worse, and affairs at home grew cloudier at a rate Frank Hatfield would hardiy have thought possible. So much for keeping a secret from hie wife.

In her irritated mood. Mabels thoughts naturally turned to her brother, and so one day she sat down and wrote to him a letter in which she said a great many things that were only intended for his own eyes. Perhaps no harm would have come from it if Mabel bad not posted fee letter with her own hands without saying a word to her husband, and that, more by accident than anything else, it was opened aud read by a young married lady in one of the large towns on the following day. We carry a complete stock of CONVEYANCE BLANKS CONSISTING OF Colors and Fabrics to be oat for Next Season's Gowns. Laoe is coming into use again, but it is flatly entre deux, as the French say as insertion around the skirt, or in rows across side breaths.

A Louis Quinze toilette, has a pale blue satin skirt with two broad insertions of old Mechlin lace let in the satin above the hem; the bodice is a long Louis Quinze coat of light blue velvet, with a vest almost as long of embroidered white satin, worn with an enormous jabot of lace. A black marquise lace dress has for its vest and side breadths jetted net representing two wide borders, like insertion, near the foot, with small wreaths or medallions of jet embroidery above. The three colors of half-mourning violet, gray, and black with white are the favorites of the season with Parisi-ennes, who wear them out of mourning, and the fancy for these quiet, refined colors is seen here in every assembly of fashionable dressed women. It is predicted that these colors will also be favored for spring and summer gowns, as French foulards and Chinese silks are now being made with white grounds dotted with black, or black with white petit poi spots, and in each case wood-violets, singly with long green stems, are scattered over the surface, and are massed near one selvage as a border. Fuchsias or petunias in reddish purple shades are also set about singly on whits or purple grounds.

A little velvet will be used in trimming the bodice of these gowns, and rows of velvet ribbon will trim the skirt. Suede, ashes-of-roses and other light tan browns with little yellow in them are in great vogue for white gowns that are covered by long cloaks when worn in the 6treet, and these colors are to be brought out for early spring gowns in fine wool serges, camels-hair, cashmere, etc. Borders of graduated stripes of a darker shade will be added to many of these light brown woolens; others will have for the skirt a pattern of balls in lengthwise rows, graduating smaller toward the top; and all others will have diagonal stripes that meet in four points in the middle of the breadths in the Eiffel Tower fashion. Checks, bars, plaids and stripes of different weaving, rather than of contrasting colors, will also be worn In the spring. Harper's Bazar.

WASHINGTONS "IT. Deeds, General Form, Deeds, Quit-Claim, Mortgages, Short Form, Mortgages, Long Form, Leases, General Form, Abstracts, Contracts, Mechanics Liens, Satisfaction of Mortgage, Chattel Mortgages, Power of Attorney, Bond for Deed, Receipts, Notes, Etc. blue eea have a deep leek; his face, frank and open, inspires a great sympathy at tho first glance, lie speaks easily, and listen" with jtolite interest. 1113 residence at Rio Janeiro, which is his own property, as is Lis castle of I( tropoiis, is called San Caristovo. The Imperial palace, former residence of the Portuguese Viceroys, was in a dilapidated condition, and the Fariia-ment intended to rebuild it for the use of Dom Pedro, who dec lined saying: can we think of building a palace, when we havo net enough st bools and usetul establishments.

During the Summer, which in the bouthorn hemisphere corresponds to Nortnern Winter, tho Coart resided at the castle of Petropolis situated northward of P.io Janeiro a half day's journey. Tnis is a charming place, wuich reminds me of Saratoga, or Eius in Europe. It is built on the side of a mouutaiu. and surrounded with a real iiiage. composed of villas belonging to the high society of Rio Janeiro, to the members of the diplomatic Corp aud of the aririocracy of the Brazilian provinces.

Dom Fedro liked Petropolis so much that ho used to leave it only on Saturdays to go to P.io to preside at the Ministers CoaneiK which were held at 8 p. m. on account of tin beat in that tropical climate. The Emperor got up at 5 oclock, though he retired very late at night. His first occupation in the morning consisted in reading newspapers.

At 9 he breakfasted in Yankee fashion. he used to say after his sojourn here. He ate so rapidly that his guests, anxious to answer the innumerable questions he constantly propounded to them often left the table hungry. Onc3 he was to open a railroad, and he had taken along with him the Ambassador of great European power. The latter invited to breakfari the Emperor at the buffet of the station, saw Dom Fedro getting up after a few minutes, during which the diplomat had kept nnswer-ing tho questions asked by His Majesty.

Tbq Ambassador had to follow His Imperial host with an empty stomach, and with a long journey yet to accomplish. But liefore leaving the table and fob lowing the Emperor, who had already turned his back, and was moving in the direction of tho train, the famished guest rapidly seized upon cakes spread on the table, forced them into his pocket and managed to eat them, without being seen, during the remainder of the trip. Every morniag the Eruporor used to hold audiences and listen to everybody who chose to present him a request. Aside from these audiences daily given to savants, artists, merchants, Dom Pedro received once a week in the palace yard the lower clashes, or rather the poor and those in want, to whom he distributed moDoy from big bags held by two chamberlains. After the audience he entered fcie carriage and paid visits to schools, hospitals.

naval ships, barracks, etc- la the evenings the Emperor worked in his library or went to some theater, always with somo member of his family. His life has been a patriarchal one and he hae won universal esteem for his public and pt irate charities. N. Y. Tribune.

Genius is the infinite art of taking pains. Carlyle. Many a man knows a dollar by sight who does not know its value. When a keen ear meets a cutting remark it is natural that a sharp encounter should ensue. Every man knows how mean be is himself, but is not absolutely sure about his neighbor; hence his fondness for gossip.

We have no right to be a oause of disturbance by living in that part of our nature which tends to interfere with the happiness or welfare of our fellow-men. If everybody believed every thing that he heard about everybody else, how much better every man would think himself than every one of his neighbors! Puck. With us, law is nothing unless close behind it stands a warm, living public opinion. Let that die or grow indifferent, and the statutes ars waste paper, lacking all executive force Rural New Yorker. A slight divergence at the outstart carries the arrow far out of the way at the end, just as a false 6tep in starting gives life a result that is disastrously wide of the mark.

To begin well is to begin true, and with a sure aim- No enjoyment, however inconsiderable, is confined to the present moment. A man is the happier for life from having made once an agreeable tour, or lived for any length of time with pleasant people, or enjoyed any considerable in-terval of innocent pleasure. Sidney Smith- To men addicted to delights, business is an interruption: to such as are i cold to delights, business is an enter-' tainment. For which reason it was said to one who commended a dull man for his application, No thanks to him; if he had no business be would have nothing to do." Steele. The touch of the lightning on the top of the mountain is only an instant long, yet It may rend the rooks, and deface the cliff and leave fissures that centuries can not fill up.

Let no man say that he is debarred from usefulness by the shortness of his touch with the world. The Central West. Under no circumstances should the expenses exceed the income. It is always more profitable to pay spot cash than to contract a debt, which should not be done unless it is absolutely unavoidable. Never 6hould an indebtedness be incurred in anticipation of an expected gain.

Expectations are not realizations; the debt is certain and mnst be met, but tbe gain well, there is many a slip. It Is the petty details of life that prove tiresome and wear us out, rather than the larger. It is the little affairs that worry and work mischief in the nervous system. Lives of simplicity will secure the most freedom from these details, with consequent ease of mind that is conducive to health and long life. Keeping up with the times is what makes a good many of the details of these modern days.

Gen. Grant's Mas of Munich Beer. Biil of Sale of Personal Property, And print all other Blank to order. SAMSONS COMPLAINT. Advice to Tired Housewives.

REAL ESTATE BOOKS AND BLANKS. Its Experience in Mrs. Logan's Hospitable Calumet Place. A Topeka newspaper contributes the latest and freshest acquisition to the corps of Washington correspondents. He is a youthful blonde, with a blunted, aquiline proboscis.

A pair of gilt eyeglasses lends ornamentation to his bleached physiognomy. A dude suit of 10 plaid, fragrant with benzine, a stick a derby comprised his toilet. He is known on the row as It. The pomposity of his manner and evident sense of self-importance affords a passing diversion for lounging members in the Hall of Representatives, whom be approaches with the stereotype form: I am Mr. of the Topeka controlling journalistic influence in the great a fid growing State of Kansas.

Pray advise me for the benefit of the paper of the condition of flairs political, statistical, economic, or otherwise in your interesting constituency. A story is told of a recent stroke of adolescent effort on the part of this em-bryotic journalist which capped the climax. It appeared at the portals of Calumet place, and having been curiously scanned by the servant with a what-Is-it expression of surprise, was ushered into the reception-room of the mansion. In a few moments the queenly lady of the house appeared. Jumping to his feet and sucking the head of his cane, simultaneously inclining his head with a patronizing air, It is quoted as having ejaculated, with self-conscious impressiveness: Ah, my dear Mrs.

Eogan, it delights me to see you. I always enjoy conversing with old ladies. I coinoidently acquire so much valuable knowledge from her. The stately matron of Calumet place, as young and beautiful in appearance and spirits as a lady of twenty-five, cast a withering glance at It, coincident-ly observing: I shall endeavor to make my conversation as interesting as is consistent with the infirmities of pld age, and I shall hope to make no lapses of grammar. The verdant youth, swelled with egotism, received the repartee with the bead of his cane in his mouth and a profusion of bows in deference to what he accepted as a complimentary term to his well molded salutatory observation.

It unconsciously was soon frozen out, despite repeated efforts to further enthuse. Washington Cor. Philadelphia Inquirer. Office Book for City and Farm Property, 509 descriptions, index in frent. When Gen.

Graut. on his famous tour round the world, arrived in Munich, the American Consul, in obedience to instructions from the Department of State, received him at tbe station, accompanied him to the hotel, and placed himself at the disposal of the ex-President during his stay in the bavarian Capital. As a conscientious cicerone the Consul first proposed visit to the galleries of painting and sculpture and the treasures of the National Museum, but the General declared that be had been already sufficiently bored by the works of dead and living masters, and he had since landing. become tolerably familiar with the contents of old curiosity shops in England and on the Continent and would muoh prefer a change of programme. The Consul then suggested that if he wished to confine hYs observations to things of a distinctively loGal character they would do well to begin with the Court Brewery.

A two minutes walk brought them to this Mecca of all thirsty Munichers. Af er haring and rinsed their mugs (the tapster would distain to Hill a smaller measure) they took their stand iu a long die of equally ardent devotees of the Goddess Cerevisia, and in due time were able to retire with their portion of the brown, foaming beverage to such seals as they were fortunate enough to find vacant. The General lifted tne stone mug to his lips, and, having drawn off about half its contents at a single draught, set it down again with the laconic remark: Thats good. Tradition is silent as to the number of hours they tarried over their beer, and no injudicious chronielor has kept an exact tale of the mugs I hoy quailed, but it is on record that wheu the Consul called at the hotel next day aixl inquired what the General wished to do the latter replied: Well, suppose we go to that place again." Philadelphia i mien. A Darky Bather Infelioltoas Way of Patting Things.

Mr. and Mrs. Delaney Eobinson reside in a oozy flat, or apartment, ss they prefer to call it, in New York City, and are not without pretentions to elegance. The janitor is a colored citizen called Samson not an inappropriate name, by-the-way, for the guardian of a building whose strength may be supposed to lie in his locks. Samson is a former Pullman porter, and amoBt efficient servitor, keeping the halls in immaculate condition, and the brass-work shining like the pillars of the Golden City.

But, perhaps on account of his late autocratic position, he expects to be treated -with great deference as an individual of large importance. In this view theEobinson cook, a sharp-tongued Irish girl, does not share; and every time the coal-scuttles or the groceries goes up or down, there is a wordy encounter, in which Samson is invariably worsted. The other morning matters reached a crisis. His wounded dignity could stand it no longer, and he stopped Mr. Eobinson on tbe front stairs to complain.

What he wanted to say was that the girl assumed as much authority over him as if she were one of tbe ladies in the house, but his manner of putting it was, to say the least, infelicitous. He said: Mr. Bob-inson, that girl of yours has ordered me round, an yelled at me flown tbe elevator shaft, an blowed me, an jawed me, until you'd, hate thought it woo Mrt. Robin-ton hereof" Harpers Magazine. Pocket Book for City Property, 250 descriptions, Indexed, bound in flexible leather binding.

When housekeeping loads grow too heavy something must he given up rather than neglect the children while their mother is staggering under the weight of ironing, sewing and fancy cooking. Mrs. Abby Diaz recommends such overworked women to let a good many unstarched articles go rough-dried with only a little pulling and smoothing, to put plainer elothes on children, and to quit baking so much cake and pie. The great point is to gain time. Let them give up doing these things for their children in order that they may do better things for those children, such as reading, talking, walking with them, especially walking the woods and fields; suoh sb getting light on matters connected with their proper training.

I dont mean to say that we never have a bit of cake or pudding in the house, ip fact, we do often have plain cake, or gingerbread, occasionally, to help out a pudding. But they are not counted in among the must-haves. I have escaped from that tyranny. If theres no cake in the house, I dont feel myself to be a shamed and sinful creature as I used to. Household.

Pocket Book for City Property, 100 descriptions. Things as They Ars. It was not the same cell that Frank Hatfield bad looked into before, and it was nearly a week later. Tbe prisoner was the same, however, and with all bis confinement he was hardly as pale as his worried-looking visitor. "It's all up, Harry.

Florence is coming." "Florence! How do you know?" "Read the telegram." Got to meet her at tbe station this afternoon. "Oh, Frank, my boy, what is to be done?" Sha must know." And Mabel?" see abont that. Dont see what I can do but invite her to the house. And Frank Hatfield looked more like a baited wild animal than ever as he flung himself out of the cell. Frank did not go home to dinner that day, or be might have discovered that nurse had been left alone with the baby, and his wife had "gone out, no one knew whither.

So, in uncomfortable IN TRIPOLIS STREETS. For Sale Cards. For Rent Cards. For Trade Cards. Rooms for Rent Cards.

It was Holland who. in book. Nicholas Minturn," said: In this world we must take things ns they are, not as they should be. Holland' was. in his day, a popular writer, and wrote some pretty fair books, but be laid dowu a wrong principle when he wrote the sentiment quoted above, ears Ed K.

Pritchard in the Arkannaia 2'ravelcr. Legitimately carried out. it would stop the wheels of progress nnd reform, and leave the whoie human race in deplorable podtion. It implies that we must be contented with the things Rent Receipt Books. Notice to Quit Blanks, Jones Self-Restraint.

ignorance of the dangers that beset him, he went to the railway-station If You Would Be Healthy. a we tind them. Had Copernicus. Newton, and Martin Luther acted ou RULING OF ALL KINDS Done to Order. Effects of Anthropotoxlne.

Every one knows that the air of a close room in which many persons are sitting becomes bad, and that it is Injurious. For a long time the injurious effects have been attributed to carbo nlo acid gas, but recent experiments conducted by capable observers would seem to sbow that this is an error. It has been found that air containing very large amounts of pure carbonic acid gas can be breathed with absolute impunity, but that air spoiled by the breathing of human beings contains small quantities of one or more very poisonous substances, to which Prof. Debois-Eeymond has given the name anthropotoxine, or human prison. To this alone is due the noxiousness of the air in unventilated rooms.

Eecent experiments of French scientists show that this prison comes from the lungs. But the fact that the poison has been named, and that we know just where it comes from, doesnt make it any more wholesome. Chicago She -Mr. Jones, look at that impudent man on the other side of the street. He has been following ns for the last ten blocks.

Jones Why didn't you tell me so before? Ill teach the impudent puppy a lesson. Walking boldly across the street Jones says to the man: Look here. Snip, I am very sorry Ive not got the money to pay yon for that last suit, but yon ought not to follow me np and dun me when Im trying to captnre that girl. She has got lote of money, and if I succeed you will not only get your money, but also an order for a wedding suit. Snip goes off satisfied.

Returning to the young lady Jones says: I am glad you called my attention to that cowardly scoundrel. I dont thing he will ever stare at you again. I had great difficulty in restraining myself. Texas Siftings. this principle of accepting things as they found them the world would just now be barely emerging from the condition it was in during the middle ages- It is safe to say that a spirit of discontent at the existing state of affairs lies at the bottom, the beginning of all great reforms.

Copernicus was not satisfied with the theories of the scientists of bis time regarding the motions of the heavenly bodies, so he investigated for himself and made discoveries that completely overthrew the doctrines of his associates and set the world right where from the beginning it had boon wrong. So Newton, in 'he same spirit of dissatisfaction with the accepted philosophy of his day. gave to the world hi.3 valuable discovery of the law oi gravitation. So Martin Luther, dis- A. Fortunate fFoman Physician.

The daughter of the late Dr. Bliss, the famous old physician who was the medical advisor of several Presidents and whose name has been a household word in the capital for forty years, is one of the rising physicians of the city. She is a fair type of that large class of brainy, earnest women, who take up the battle of life practically alone, but with unfailing oourage. Dr. Clara Bliss-Hinds is not only winning popu-larity in Washington as a practicing physician, but is becoming famous throughout the country as an advocate of womans life insurance and of the systematic collection of statistics bearing upon birth, life and death of the human race.

At his death Dr. Bliss, after a long and successful practioe, left little except an account book containing $20,000 of unpaid bills. I have heard it said that Dr. Bliss prolonged the lives of a greater number of public men than any other physician of his time. The late S.

S. Cox used to say that Dr. Bliss had saved his life a half dozen times. Washington Letter. Du Variegated Human Panorama VUlble In Every Thoroughfare.

In the variegated crowd filling the streets scores of types may be distinguished: Arabs of tbe town, draped in their blankets like Romans in their togas, and in fact, the jaram is the direct descendant of the toga, and, judging from its looks, seems to have retained all the dirt of those intervening centuries; others, whose costume consists simply of a flowing robe, generally white, or, to be precise, which was once white! Sometimes this robe is of silk of vivid hue, and the effect of that gay note in a bit of street is like a poppy in a wheat field. Bedouins, whose limbs, wiry and strongly muscled, shine a superb bronze color through their scanty coverings, elbow Jews in ridiculous costumes, half native and half European. In a few moments one has met with an infinite variety of negroes, from the pure type, almost without nose and with enormous jaw hones and huge lips, to those whose lineaments are absolutely Caucasian. Porters, in simple tunics corded about the waist, carry heavy swinging hales on long poles resting on their shoulders, cheering theii progress the while with an Invocation to Allah and his innumerable prophets, chanted by an old man and repeated by the chorus; a true song of savages, bursting forth like a fanfare of trumpets. Veiled women, voluminously wrapped, pass by like ambling bundles of clothes.

Officers by 6cores, those of the evy school, stiff hut neat, trying to resemble their German confreres, since the fashion in Turkish circles is to imitate the lions of the day; the older officers kindly looking enough, but in what miserable costumes! Moorish dandies stroll and pose languidly about, seemingly absorbed in preserving their immaculate patent-leather slippers from any impertinent fleck of dirt Crafty-featured Greeks and Levantines thread their insinuating way among the motly groups. At each step it is a new tableau, and the desire seizes you to stop while the eyes follow a curious type, and turning from it with regret yon see ten as interesting. Soribper Magazine. Don't contradict rour wife. Dont tell a man "he is a stranger to the truth because he happens to be smaller than yourself.

Errors of this kind have been known to be disastrous. Never go to bed with coid or damp feet. Leave them beside the kitchen fire where they will be bandy to put od in the morning. It is bad to lean your back against anything cold, particularly wheu it is an icy pavement upon which youi vertebral arrangement has carromed with a jolt that shakos the buttons off your coat. Always eat your breakfast before be- inning a journey.

If you haven't any reakfast don't journey. After violent exercise like putting up the stove or nailing down carpets never ride around town In an open carriage. It i3 better to walk. It is also cheaper. When hoarse, speak as little as possible.

If you are not hoarse it wont do you any 'harm to keep you mouth shut, too. Don't light the fire with kerosene. Let the hired girl do if. Site hasn't any wife and children. You have.

Don't roam around the house in your bare feet at the dead of night trying to pick up stray tacks. Mon have been known to dislo ate their jaw throngb this bad practice. When you see a man put the lighted end of a cigar in his mouth, don ask him if it is hot enough. Serious injury has often resulted lrom this habit. Philadelphia Inquirer.

HARRY T. MOORE Manager 121 N. Market Street. I I 4 i that afternoon and waited for a lady who should resemble as nearly as possible the miniature likeness which bad been shown him, and be found hervery readily. Theie was no chance of mistaking the striking, nervous-looking beauty, and.

in fact, as he advanced to meet her the trembling lips parted slightly, juri enough to say: Frank Hatfield?" And you are Florence? Oh, frank, where is my husband? fYbv is he not here? He is safe and well, I assure you, and you shall soon see him." But I don't understand. Why is all this mystery and deception?" I cant explain here," said Frank, but if you will get into a carriage I will tell you as we go." And Frank was determined to keep his word, though he had almost as soon have been convicted of burglary. He was not aware of all his trouble, however. He had not noticed the veiled form that had followed him into the station, nor had his excited and confused faculties taken any note of the fact that the- same form sprang lightly into a cab which drove off rapidly after the carriage which contained him and Florence. When the latter was pulled up in frout of an hotel the cab also stopped at a little distance, but tbe veiled lady did not get out.

She leaned forward to the window, muttering: I knew there was something of the sort. Oh, Frank, Frank! How could you?" And then the driver of the cab received fresh orders, and drove rapidly away. Florence had only gone into the hotel to gather her somewhat scattered senses after listening to the news imparted by Frank, and on the whole she gusted with tho existing state of affairs to the catholic church, and Dot content I to take them as ho found them, started the reformation, and, in doiug it. set the world ou the broad highway leading to intellectual light and freedom. I i KANSAS.

How Ha Marts His Money. Mr. Faber, said the old millionaire. Yes, sir, answered his private sec-, retary. Here are fifty begging letters.

Answer them all with a refusal. Yes, sir. And you will observe that every one has a two-cent stamp inclosed for a reply-" Yes, sir. Well, answer them all on postcards. Tid-Bits.

Louisiana Creoles. WICHITA, The veteran anglers at Castle Garden have invented a device which enables them to fish from the end of the pier while swapping reminiscences before the glowing fire in the cozy office of Captain Moore, the tugboatmah. Like all great Inventions it is a marvel of simplicity. The shore end of the line is tied to the top of a thin, elastic stick. There is also a bell fastened to the top of the stick.

Whenever a fish takes the hook and gives a yank on the line, down comes the spring stick and jingle, jingle, jingle goes the bell. The luxurious angler stops in the middle of a story about the old fire laddies of 1853 and rushes out and pulls in the fish, which has literally wrung him self up. i i Some black boys on the Congo are now learning the art of telegraphy, says the New York Sun. They Hve in the cataract region. A short telegraph Une has been stretched over the hills, and the boys are sending' messages to one another.

Their instructor is Mrs. Bentley, the wife of one of the best known African missionaries. The last time she was in Europe she learned graphy for the purpose of training na-Vtive operators, and she hopes to have them all ready for service by the time jtho Congo railroad stretches a line alohg the riser, The usual impresriou obtaining concerning creoles is that they are all of them possessed of dark and swarthy complexions, hair black as the ravens wing and eyes of ebon darkness." A New Orleans acquaintance says that many have lily-white complexions, golden locks and eyes of heavens own blue. The creole girl is usually re. fined and dainty, sensitive and sympathetic.

light hearted and sunny tempered. bhe is usually brought up quietly and is content to remain at home. Of course the majoriLy of creoles re dark they are nut-brown maidens. A Venerable Cat. A guest at a Tampa (Fla.) hotel arose in his sleep and walked about the city for houra without When discovered he was trying to go into a' foundry, claiming that he had slept there.

He was finally led to his bed, and on awaking in the morning was astonished on being informed of his adventures. i i A smart Columbus (Pa.) shoe dealer had a drawer full of faded old slippers. He hung out a sign, Old slippers to throw at brides, and they all went. The oldest cat in Massachusetts is dead. It was owned by Col.

Richmond of Freetown, and was in its 20th .,5. V- SJW 7.

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