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Cincinnati Weekly Times (Newspaper) - April 24, 1884, Cincinnati, Ohio Vol. XLI. TVo. 17.OIXCIiViVXTI, THXJMSWXY,    34,    1884. Per Year. For Yon. A thoncJit! a thourfit! for the iwt mom That C(im ;s through the gates of dew! But I’ll kec|> a kiiuier, happier thought i'or twilight aud for you. A word! a won!! for the hunimins bird, A tilt on the jessamine new, "Will niy lip lot slip, hut iny lieart will keep Its soilest words for you. A Pong! a pong! for the mocking bird In answer to his so true; But you know right well I always keep JMy sweetest songs for you. A kiss! a kiss! for yon, my darling, And one for the violet bine! But sianding liere at the gunlen gate. I’ll keep oue back for you. A sigli! a pigli! for my pale white rose Tliat the chilling night wind slew! But I answer yon, wlien the lilies say, 1 am sighing most for you! NOTES» AND NEWS. Senator Beck inukes a pounding, base flrum sort of speech. Bret liarte has quit poetry; be finds novels more profitable. Nine hundred and eighty-four men enlisted in the navy last year. Southern Italy had twenty-one days of ncrpetuiil sunshine in March. Two Uiousand jieople have been killed, ail told, in the ilaytien revolution. Count de Chambord’s will discloses that he held |400,000 worth of English securities. Mile. Van Zandt goes to Russia next winter at 4,500 Iraiics for each performance. The California wheat harvest this year promises an increase of 00 per cent over that of any previous year in the history of the State. A Des Moines man puhlishes a card announcing that “as many citizens have failed to solicit me to liecome a candidate for oltice, I liflve concluded to offer niy services to the voters for the office of,” &c. Mrs. Catherine Baker, of Taylorsville, Va., who has just enteroti her 100th year, attrihiitcs her longevity to her life-long persistence in the use of strong coffee, of which she drank a dozen cups daily, and she puhlishes the statement as an encouragement to timid coffee-driiikers. The general ride of law is that a person having a pecuniary interest in a will is disqualified from acting as a subscribing witness thereto. In a recent case before the Supreme Court of Iowa this rule was sought to be extended to a caso where the witness was a corporator of a charitable institution and a distributee upon the dissolution thereof, the will containing a bequest thereto. The Court declined to so extend the rule. No incident in Queen Victoria’s book has attracted so much attention as that In which she tells how the doughty Brown vanquished the Scotch reporters. According to his own account, Brown had ail the best of it in the dialogue with tiiose gentlemen, but unfortunately a difft rent version of the affair apiiears from one of them in the Bcotsman. It seems that Brown, when be ordered tliem awav, accosted one of the reporters with the inquiry, ••Do you know who 1 am!”’ To which he received the verv litting answer, “Ves, you are lackev.” The reiiorters then retired satisfied. ■ The Marquis of Salisbury is pictured as having a heavy and unwieldy physique. His face is of a sickly pallor, which is set off the more by the thick scrubby board all around, and lie is so indolent and so weak that he slouches painfully when sjieaking. It is (|uhe a common thing with him to loll right across the table, and he rarely stands up straight like a man. There is a great want ol animation in bis manner, and, wit'i his gloomy face, his sunken eyes, and m iiiotonoiis speech, he looks rather like a darkiy dreaming raven than a living and talking human lieing. His speeches reiul well, and are e.vcellent in matter, for be is a master in the art of leader writing, but his delivery, as a rule, is execrable. A Curious Experiment. [Boston I’oet.j A man was observed yesterday putting something that looked like a small pill into bis month, lie would apjiarently roll the tiny object about for a moment or two with his tongue while a far-away look gave aa Inward ex¡>res8Íon to his lace. Suddenly he would give u little start of surprise, and then try it all over again with a Iresb jiellet. “Would it ho out of the way to inquire what this iKirfornianee means T’ “Not at all,’’said the man. “I’d like to have somehiHly tell me. I’m eatingcachous, and every time I bring one of them into a cerUdii «iKit near a certain tooth, ping! something goes off, and I get a curious tnsp* in mv month.” “Yoiirs is a Idled tooth, eh!'” ••1 lielievc so.” ••With metallic filling?” “You’re right about tliat, too. How did you guess it?” ‘•E.isy enough. The enehous are covered witli a thin metullie. coaling, and what you feci is a slight shock of electricity when tliP two nietids are brought near each other. The taste is wliat is known as the electric taste. Anybody can get it by putting a piece of zinc and a pliHJO of copiHjr into his mouth. Between two metals of ilifl’*rent electric tension there is always a discharge.” •‘(iingo! 1 never knew a man could make a laboratory out of his mouth before.” _' lail^iuf IVopIo get bilious, have heavy liciulaches, mouth foul, yellow eyes, .tc., all the direct result of impure hloixl, which can be thoroughly cleansed, renewed and enriched with Klrt-nev-Wort. It acts at the same time on the khineys, liver and bowels and has more real virtue in a package than can be fuund in any other remedy for the sumo class of diseases.______ Broker* are Blue. [New York Morning Journal.) Not a single sign of a spring lamb in ■>Vall street. “KÜÜÜU ON TOOTH AC UK,” insUnt relief, l&o“SOME DAY.” BY E. A. M. “Afla, come with me in the library; I must—I will see you alone for a moment!’’ “Oil! nonsense, Philip; how tiresome you are! Say what yon wish to say at once. I am eniiagcd to Lord Mordannt for the next sc(, and I I can’t {fo away just now^ They tvill be forming directlv.” “You can excuse j’oursclf to him ; say you are fatigued. Let him find another partner, and yon can sit the dance out w’itli me. Surely I liave a right to ask such'a small fiivor?” “Yon have a rifrht to ask whatever you please, and I have an equal right to refuse, Philip. I do refuse to leave the ball-room at present—until the next set is finished.” “And then?” asked Philip Irvine eagerly, his clouded brow brlghten-in<r for a inoincnt. “Then,” repeated Ada Shirley, “well, then,” her better nature prompting? her to relent and please her lover by acquicsin" in his wish, “then I may very likely have a few minutes to sparc,*which I may bestow upon you if yon arc very meek, and promise not to look like a horrid Bluebeard at me a<?aiii,” and she looked at him with a halt-winniiiir, half-defiant smile which her lover generally found irresistible, but which failed to win an answering smile just now. “1 have no w’ish to be a tyrant to you, Ada. You know that your happiness is my daily study, but I can not silhinit to such treatment as I have received at your hands tonight.” “I do not understand von,” said Ada pettishly, hut at this moment Sydney Uolland, a handsome young fellow of her own age, and quite as j)oor as herself, approached and claimed her as his partner in tlie “Polo Quadrille” now forming, and soon in that merriest of quadrilles Ada forgot her gloomy monitor, and flirted recklessly, as was her wont in company at all times, I am sorry to say. Meanwhile Philip stood and watched her angrily. He was a man of great wealth and talents, fifteen years her senior. lie might have chosen a wife from amongtlie ngblest and fairest in the laud, but he preferred to woo gay, laughing Ada Shirley, the eldest daughter of a conntiy clergyman with a small stipend and large famil3\ No sooner was the dance ended than Philip claimed Ada’s iiromise, and led her away from the ball room. He was seriously angry, yet her gay, child-like manners and witty tongue had almost restored his good humor, so that instead of coldly handing her a scat, as he had intended to do, he took her in his arms direciiy they were alone, and fondly whispered: “Darling Ada, you are very dear to me; but oh, why do you torment me so? If yon do not care for me, tell me so honestly, and I will go away and never trouble you again.” “No, no, dear Phiiip, don’t go away! I do love you. I could never be happy now without you!” The loving words completed Philip’s conquest. Peace was now restored, and lasted for some minutes, until at length Ada said: “Oh, Philip, what is the time? I hear the music beginning, and I promised this valse to Sidney.” Philii/s brow darkened again. Couhl it be possible that this girl loved him, when she was so anxious to leave his society to go whirling round the room w ith a man of whom she knew he, her futuro husband, disai»-provcd ? So now he said coldly: “As you are so fully engaged tonight, Ada, that I can not have five minutes of your socictj’, I may as well make my adieux at once to you and Mrs. Ainslcigh, as I shall not stay any longer.” All the pride and willfulness of Ada’s nature rose against what she considered her lovei’’s tyranny, and she answered, her tone as cold as his own: “Very well, Philip, if yon are not enjoying the ball, perhaps you had better go. Anyhow, do not stay an hour longer on my account.” “1 take you at your word, Ada; but remember, if I leave you to-night because you prefer another man’s society to mine, I go altogether. I will never, if I can avoid it, sec you again.” “As you Jilease,” Ada replied, trying to make her tones cureless and stead.V. Without another w’ord he led her to the ballroom. Dancing had not recommenced, hut a girl was singing, and the words she uttered fastened themselves on Ada’s mind, and remained with her for many a weary year; “Sonic «lay, Bome daj% I snail meet you, l/ivc. 1 know not wlieii or how Only this; only this, that once you loved me; Only this, I love you now!” The song and music softened her. AVould Philip really go away and leave her? He had been so kind, so tender and considerate, that her life had been a perfect dream of happiness since her cngageincut to him. She looked up at him; he was white w ith pain and auger. “I can not let him go away,” she thought; but alas I ior her good reso lution, Sydney apjiroached, and with an assurance that bordered upon impertinence to Philip, said: “Come, Ada, this is my first valse to-night with a partner worth having. Now w’c will both enjoy a good dance.” One angry glance at Sidney, another at Ada, who had mechanically let go her lover’s arm as though to take his rival’s, and with a bow’ and coldly uttered “Good evening,”Philip was gone: Yes, gone forever, Atta felt; hut too proud to let her sorro\v* and humiliation appear, she valsed with Sydney, who found her anything hut the lively jiartner he had autiei])ated, with I lie words still ringing in her earsaTid echoing in her heart. “I love you uow'! I love you now!” ♦ * * * * * Next day the news was spread over societv that the engagement between Mr. Philip Irvine and Miss Ada Shir-lej' had been suddenly broken off, and that the gentleman liad gone abroad for an indefinite period. Bitter, indeed, Avas Ada’s repentance, and sad were the days tliat folioAved. Mrs. Ainsleigh was very angry at her follv, as she called it, and sent her back to her home in disgrace. “I want nothing more of any young lady Avhom I chaperon than ladylike conduct and decorous behavior, but Ada Shirley has transgressed every rule of good breeding, and female modesty is outraged by her conduct. Not only has she driven Philip Irvine awa.A’, and made herself the laughing stock of all our circle, but she has caused a rupture bctAvecii our family and the Menteiths, AV’ho are our oldest friends, by her encouragement of Sydney’s ridiculous pretensions,when she should have considered him but a foolish boy, beneath her notice, remembering Avho had honored her Avith his preference, especially as Sydney had been all but engaged to Clarice Mcnteith before she appeared on the seeiicc. I wash iny hands of such a girl.’' And tins terrible verdict being sent home Avith her, Ada’s life Avas made mibcarahlc by lier father’s uuappoasa-blo displeasure, and her mother’s constant moaning over her ruined prosiiccts. Not one Avord or sign from Philip; he evidently intended the separation to be final. Not a sign that they even remeinbcrcd her existence, from the eroAvd of friends and loA-^ers Avho had flattered and petted her Avhen she Avas the belle of Ixmdoii society. Poor Ada’s life Avas dreary indeed. But one lovely spring day a year after Ada Avas sitting busily scAving, and thinking of that happ.v past Avhieh could never return, Avhcn the slatternly housemaid ushered in Sydney Roland. Ada sprang to her feet, a flush of pain and shame crimsoning her face, as her boy loA'er came forAvard, and looking Avith great com mise ration at her tearful eyes, said: “Ada, I consider they treated you shamefully, and as it Avas all my fault I’ve come to ask you to marry me. I shall be tAventy-oiie next year, and my OAVU master. I am not so rich as that old hear, hut I can keep you very comfortahl.v, and I’ll do my best to make you happy.” “You are very good, Sydncj', faltered Ada, and I am very grateful to you, but I can not marry you, and please don’t call Philip an old boar.” “Whj% Ada, Avhat noAV? You don’t mean to tell me you care for him after his shabby treatment of you ? Do you think I’d have gone and left”—here Sydney hesitated and stammered, as he srav Ada’s eyes fixed keenly on him, but he went on hastily—“you or any other girl, because she danced with another feliow and liked a bit of fun? I should think not, indeed.” “You Avould not have given np Clarice, dear Sydney, 1 quite believe; and oh, if you want to do something for me, to make me a little less miserable, go and marry her now, and do not think of me. You love her, in spite of your noble resolve to marry me, because you blame yourself for my folly, and 1 know she still loves you. Oh, go to her, and make her iiappy, and give me the comtort of kuoAving that I haA'C not sundered you tAVO, and sjioiled your lives as my own.” “You’re a right-doAvu brick, Ada,” responded Sydney, llusliing to the roots of his hair. “1 belicA'c I—I am rather fondof Clarice still, and since you do care for the old—I beg your pardon—for Mr. Irvine, why, I’ll just go hack and tell Chirico I’m sorry, and Ave shall be all right again.” He departed, and in a feAV Avceks Ada, Avhusc real nature was pure and unselfish, Avas nyoiced to hear that their marriage day Avas fixed, and their respective families, as Avcll as thcmseh'cs reunited. Four years had passed—years of ded misforluue for the Shirley F added family. I’hilip Irvine had just returned, and sitting at his club, took up tlie evening paper, and scanned it carelessly. Suddenly he dropped it, Avith a violent start. Taking it up again, trembling with excitement, he read: “Ada Shirley, Avho is accused of being concerned hi a jcAVcl robberv, Avith others not in custody, from the house of Mr. Grimstonc, the Avell-known picture dealer, Avas remanded till to-morrow for further evidence.” “How foolish I am I After all these years of travel and change, I can not sec her uame Avithout a pang. Uf course, it is only an accidental coincidence—she is doubtless 3Irs. Sydney Roland, and the mother of his children ! I certainly thought I Avas cured, but it takes a long time.” Next day the prison cell door slowly opened, and Philip Irviiie stood lace to face Avith Ada Shirley—his Ada, the only avoiiuiu whom he had loA'cd, changed indeed, hut the same to him ill poverty and disgrace as Avhcu she had been the fiattercd belle of a Loudon ball-room. IV'ith a bitter cry she shrank aAvay from him, and covered lier face. “Darling,” he murmured, bending OArer her and speaking Avith ev'on more than his old tenderness, “I kiioAv not Avhat has brought you here, or by Avhat terrible series of misfortunes your life is so cliangeil, but I see you are lonely and helpless, and 1 am here to be your IVioiid. Tell me all, ami let me help you.” Ada’s story, sad but not uncommon, was soon told. Her I'ather had died suddenly in his vestry one day; her mother and tlie younger chiidreii Avcro AAdth some relatives; she, Avith tAVO brothers, had tried to get a living in London. One of them drew and |iainted, and she had been in the habit of taking the sketches to a dealer Avho disposed of them for her. Tavo or three Aveeks before this man had dared to insult her Avith an offer of his love, his Avifc being uHat, though separated from him on account of his violence and jealousy, and his projiosal being repulsed Avith scorn, he had falsely accused her of being implicated iu the jcAvelry robbery. Her brothers Avere penniless, and quite unable to procure counsel for her, and Arta had resigned herself to her dreadful fate, Avlieii her heart was suddenly cheered by the sound of Puilip’s A^oioe, like au angel of mercy, iu her cell. Nothing that love could do was left undone, and Ada Avas soon released from her perilous jiosition, and declared perfectly iunoceiit. Yet Philip hesitated to seek her love, fearing that she had really loved Roland, and not himself, until lie hap-penc<l to meet that young geiitlornan and heard hoAV Ada refused him and sent him back to Clarice. So, after all, Ada became Philip’s loved and happy Avite, ami the song she had once dreaded to hear, because it reminded her of happy days in the past she had never hoped to enjoy again, she nofV^ sings hfyself, and tlie love-light in her eyes rends a thrill of happiness to her husband’s heart as he hears her declare, “I love you noAV —I love vou now!” THE CZAR OF RUSSIA. An I Lived and Died. A rose tree in a garden IdoomiHl; Aliove, a star sliouc bright; The sea’s soft luurnier rose and fell, Tliruiiglioiit titc sumiller night. I crieil out to tlie restless waves, Tlic stiirry sky above; ‘•1 breallie.T move, but do not live, Becuusu I know not love!” Ixive came, ami broiiglit a jov that throbbeti Tlirongh every vein like wine, And I was glad and proud to know Such glory could lie mine! The sweet ueliglit of kisses warm On lips and fureliead pressed; The tender touch of hands that soothed My waking fears to rest. Ixive went, and left a broken heart And eyes grown dun with tears, A shattermi hope, a darkened life, To drag tlirougli weary years. Tlic rose lay in ilie garden dead; A black clmid hid tlie sky; I crie<! out to tlic moaiiiiig sea, ‘•I know love—and would die!” —[.laiiet E. Strong. England's Unrivalled Itnnner. [Clipiier.] The recent feat performed by the English amathur, W. G. George, eclipses all bis previous achievements on the cinder path. The great time accomplished at ten miles by L. Bennett, alias Deerfoot, the American Indian pedestrian, in bis race at the West Broinptoii Grounds, London, England, April 3,186.3, remained the fastest on record up to Monday, AprI! 7 (over twenty-one years), when It was excelled bv the Moscly ilurriers’ crack, who reached the tuiie ih 51m. 20s., just six seconds quicker than the copper-colored flyer traversed the distance. George had previously held the amateur record ut all distances from o:ie mile to ten miles, also holding it at three-quarters of a mile, his lime for ten miles having been 52 ininutes 53 seconds, and those who have closely watched his career felt eontident that, with all things favorable, and George •‘a tryin’,” he was able to lower the figures. He is unquestionably at oiiee tlie lastest and most lusting amateur runner that the world has yet seen. In comparing iiis recent i>erforinancc with thai of Deerfoot, however, it must be remembered that the iatter's ten-mile record was made in a twelve-mile race, and that he covered the two additional miles at a remarkalile rate of s|iecd, his time for both eleven miles uiui the full journey being still the best rc-cordeil. Tlierelore, while giving nil due credit to George, whose time is tlie fastest, Deerfooi’s performiineu was, uiiiler the cir-cumslances lueiitioiieit, really the belter of the two. Oil on the Troub otl Sap. [Chicago Herald.] “Yes, I’ve heerd tell on this smootliin’ down the sea with oil,” said a Michigan passenger, ‘but I never b’Hevcd a word o( it until t’other night I sat out in the sugar camp ’lendiu’ the kittles of biliu’ saji. You know, in billn’ sap we always keep a piece of fat pork in the kittle, an’ when a jticceis cooked up we hev to put in more. If a kittle has a cjiunk o’ fat in it ye can’t git fire enough under it to bile it over. Well, sir, that night it eome to me all of a suddin that it was the grease out o’ the pork i isiii’ to the top o’ the sap that kept it from bilin’ over—smoothed the waves down, as it were. I saw through the oil-ou-the-water busineea right away,” Your health depends on the purity ofvour blood. Beople who realize this are taking Hood’s harsaparilla with the best results. At Grayson Thursday Neal's trial was postponed until Monday. Exhibition of His Physical Strength. [Baltimore News.] A Rii.s.siaii goiilienjau iivin*? in Baltimore, talking to a reporter tliere about tlic Czar, says: “He siieaksonly Frencli aiul German, but at tlio same time, lie is tlie iir.st emjieror avIio .speaks Russian iu his familj', Avliile liis fatlicr spoke only Gorman, and ids graudlatiicr Freucii. Tlie Kinperor is militaiy, like ids father, but not so ex(:lu.sively so as lie. Bodll}', lie is probalily the strongest mail iu Russia. Wlicu lie AvasCrowu I’riucc, instead of leaving a visiting card Avliea calling, lie would freciuenl-ly twist a gold piece and leave it, so great Avas ids pride iu sliowiug ids friends hoAV strong lie was. I lia\’e seen Idm crnsli a gold vase by mere hand poAA'cr. This is uudoiihtedly due to his regular habits. He gets up every moridug at five; lakes a cup of coflee; hears the (iroek mass— he is a very religious man—and then begins to work looking over state papers, nine he takes breakfast with his Avife. After breakfa.st he exercises. In the gymnasium he is as much a king as he is on the throne. He also chojAS Avood, and is particularly foiul of riding horseback. After liis exercises, he holds Ids daily audience. At dinner at six, he eats little and takes only one glass of Burgundy. After that, if tlicrc is no ball or court reception, he sits Avitli his family, reading to his Avife Aviiile she embroiders.” Hoav to DraAv a Tornado. [New York Times ] Sciejicc, a periodical publication, demands a truthful draAving of a “tornado at Avork,” evidently assuming that the comprehensive jiortraits of cA'cloucs in the Western and Southern States which have lately adorned the pages of illu.stralcd papers Avere draAvu from the imagination of the artists. Yet some of these pictures liaA'c been both ingenious and thrilling and probably have conveyed as clear an idea of the ai)])carance of a cyclone as most people caught in a cyclone’s patli thereafter retain iu their memories. The first thought of a uiuu who lliids Idmseif in the way of a tornado is to saA’C his own neck, and he is not likely to bother about the scientific plienomcna of the storm until it has passed over, leaving ruin in its track. Science argues, liOAVcver, that the northeastern corner of a cyclone is a point of coiiiiiaratively small danger, and that au artist posted at that corner, Aviiilo a tornado Avas at the licighth of its furj’, might produce a very valiialilc drawing provided his nerves were steady. But the diflicul-ty of accurately fixing the northwestern corner of a cyclone before the cyclone has arrived must be very great, while, after the eyclone is at hand, if the artist happens to be caught in the southeastern corner, for instance, he will be in a very awkward position, and his chances of making his Avay unhurt to the desired position will be limited. To be sure, an artist, after a conference with scientific men, may station hiin.sclf in some southern neighborhood Avherc, reasoning by analogy, a cyclone is due, and, taking his bearing.s, jiroceed to get his draAV-ing instruments in order. But he will certainly incur the risk of bodily injiiry at the hands of the local colonels as a penalty ot destroying the peace of the community. All Old Sea Dog’s Sweetheart. [BuHtun Courier.] It Avas an old sea Captain in a certain Maine village, who had long been enamored of a pretty maiden young enough to be his daughter. The latter was, hoAvevcr, engaged to a gallant young fislierman of the place. One day the old sea Captain Avas calling upon the maiden’s mother, Avho is a rcsjiectablc but by no means comely AvidoAV, and somehoAV, Avith-out quite understanding Iioav it came about, the honest (,’aplaiii became aware that he had offered himself in marriage to the Avidow, and that she had jiromiseil to “consider.” (jetting out of the house more <lead than alive he Avasstumiiiiig along consoling himself Avitli the hlca that at least if he married the motlier, he should live iu the Sivme house Avith the daiigliter, when he Avas joined by a brother manner. “Tlicrc goes Maria Dunlap,” remarked the friend. Maria Diinla)) Avas the namcof the unattain-aiile young Avoman. “Did ye kiiOAv her btitiu had married a girl over to llic Centre, uubeknowst to Idaria?” “Noav, by the holy spoon,” ex-claiiiKMl our Cajitain, “if that luiin’t just my luck!” Sudilenly he darted aAvay from his astonished gossip and gained the side of Maria. “Maria,” lie exclaimed eagcrl.v, “I ahvays liked ye best, but 1’a'c somehow got afoul of your nia and offered to marry her, and she’s considerin’. I liaint much hope, but oh, Maria, if she does say no Avill you have me, Maria? Oh, Maria, do say you will 1” Death From a Monkey’s Bite. [Lonilou Times.] Yesterday Dr. George Danford Thomas held au inquest at University College Hospital ou the body of Cap tain George Butler, aged sixty-eight. Quartermaster of tlio Seventeenth North MiddlescY Rifle Volunteers. Mrs. Eleanor Francis Butler, AvidoAV of the deceased, deposed that lier husband had a ]ict monkey, Avhich lie frequently t<iok upon his knees and played Avith. On tlic morning ot the 7th inst. the monkey seemed rather restive andaltcmiilcd to bite the Avit-ness. Her lui.''hand said, “t'oine,none, of that,” and, as she suiiposei’, cither held the animal by tlie shoulders or shook it. 'J'lic monkey immediately turned and hit him, first on tlie left hand and tlien on the right, between the thumb and tlic furelinger, ami the blood flowed. Captain Butler had the Avonnd cauterized, and snhseipiently Avcnt to the hosjiital. On Tuesday evening he became insensible and died on the fol-loAving morning. Mr. Alliert liieh-ard Speneer, resident medical ofiiecr, said tlic deceased Avas rceei\’ed there Avith a Avound on the back of the right thumb in a gangrenous state, and a smaller wound on the other hand. He Avas also snffm-iiig from diabetes. HcAA’enton fairly for the first ÍAVO days, Init then hecame Aveak and droAvsy owing to the suppuration of the Avound. In answer to tiie Coroner the witness said that the bite from a monkey Avonld not necessarily produce rabies, but the decca.sed’s constitution Avas iu such a stale that anything might produce the same effect. The cause of death Avas Vilood-poisoniiig from the bite of the monkey, accelerated by severe diabetes. The jury returned a v’erdict in accordance Avith the medical evidence. A Case of Cozen. BY J. T. L. Ah. pshaw, now. old Ihiv, ffoiCl Ix; silly! Sh«! is oiilv a ooiisin of iniiio— This dear little, swuet little Millie— Notiiiiix more tlian a cousin ot mine. .So wliy sliouldn’t I spo.ak of her Vieautyf Her winniie^ .and ainialde wavs? She’s niy cousin; ’tis re.illy my duty To say all I can in her praise. And what fhou;rh t show lier .Tttention? 'riioii>:h i<‘Kard and esteem I stioul*! slio^ AA liy, surely, ’tis seareely worth meuliou; it is all iu the family so, ‘•First cousin?” AVell.no, not preeiselv; Our trreat-gmndfalhers—now—let—luc-Sif AA'e're eoii-iiis, to state it «(iiite iiiceJr, In ahuiit—the cleveiitli degive. -[Liia. CURRENT FUN. What He Waiiietl. [Atlanta Constitution.] The Air Lino passenger train was rapidly speeding OA'cr the rails l>c-tAVccn Atlanta and Gainesville Avhen a man came rushing from a field and down toward it, frantically Avaviiig an old red shirt. Instantly the engineer applied the airbrakes and came to a dead halt. “Whar's thcr con-tlnctor?” ga.sped the signal carrier, as he eyed tlie snintty face of the fireman. “Here I am,” exeidedly cried the sought-for otlieer; “what’.s wrong?” “Thnndcraliou!’' gasjied (he man, “ever’ thing’s Avrong; the old ‘oman, .Hm an’ the rest o’ my croAvd hev gone to toAvn, an’ I can’t “Come on,” yclletl the coii-dnetor; “we Avill help yon get it off “Git Avliat off, mister.” “Ain’t there sometliiiig across tJie track?’’ “No, siree; an’ I didn’t say thar AVtz. I only Kcd lliat my folks is gone offsomcAvhar au I can’t git—” “(iit what’?’’shrieked the olliccr, as the farmer jiaiised. “Wall, if ye’ll let me alone. I’ll tell ye arter ’while,” and the man sat ;om])lacently down on a stump. The train had been stopjicd iioav for fifteen minutes, and the conductor Avas boiling hot. I’rosciitly the stranger, arose and said; “Noav, if ye’ll kivj» yer ’tater trap shut fer a second. I’ll tell ye Avhat’s the trouble.” “Well, proceed and liurrv.” After taking a choAV of tobacco the latter coiitiuued ; “As I sed before, my gang all trotted off to-day, an’ 1 couldn’t git no grub, kasc 1 hadn’t nuthiu’ to start a tire Avith, Avill one o’ye gentlemen give the old mail a fcAV matches?’* For once the cheek of a conductor was outdone, and, after assisting the farmer over a fence or two, the train moved on. lliNiori's IMea. [BoHtoii .s.'itiir'liiy Times.J I met one day last Aveek an old lady Avho told me this story of Ristori, of Avhom she sjioke in terms of most devoted friemlship. The story has never, she told me, been in jirint before: Years ago Madame Itistori Avas playing in the city of Madrid, in the Royal Theater. Slic had carried the audience away in the act by Iier great iMiwer, the curtain had fallen on the first act, and nnnsually long »p-|)laiisc occurred. No one could nn-dcrstand her aliseiicc. Tlie time came a:nl passed Avhen she should have resumed play. What Avas the meaning of licr absence? As she Avas passing from the stage, in the Aviugs stood a jioor woman, who caught her garment. “Madame,” she said, “do vfin hear that bell iioav tolling’?” “Yes.” “That bell tolls fur the ileath oí my husband; he Avill die at sunrise to-morrow. Won’t 3’on,” implored the woman, “plead for me ? The Queen sit.s in the box yomler.” The great tragcsly queen AVcnt to the royal box and begged for the life of that man— a man that she had no particular iii-torcst in, but simply because he Avas going to die. Madame Itistori iileaded so Avell Avith the Queen tliat Avith a [leucil she Avrotc his reprieve, and he was saved. Meantime the truth had crept out among the audience, and Avheu the curtain rose again the Avhole audience sprang to their feet. Tears ran like ra n. Hats and handkerchiefs were Avaved, and shout after shout AVcnt up from the multitude—not for the tragic queen, but for the AVoman infinitely greater—the AVoman that pleaded for a life and not in vain. On the liiglit Trail. ISan Fraiicisoo Post.) The Jackass trail to the Camr d’Alene minea ia announeed to bo open for travel. The 50,000 people w ho are exiie«jt<Hl to go over the trail this spring and summer will think when they get to the mines that they took the right trail. A Cedar* Rajiids editor wants aay 3'oim» hidy Avho “jumps at cencln-sions ’ to consider him a “conclusioa.* An orphan is preferred.—[Electxio Light. An old proverb says that “care atíII kill a cat.” Yon may consign to lU immediately a fetv cars of “care” and dump it into our back 3 ard garden. —[Electric Light The clerk AA’hocan sell his salary for six months ahead Avill some day de-A’olop into a \Mi\d financier, if the jioorhouse doesn’t capture him bcfore-liand.—[Noav York Journal. We arc in a quandary as to which to pronounce the most preferable pleasure resort—Valencia on accouafc of its oranges, or Bm’mnda by reason of its onions.—[Lowell Citzcn. A nciglihoring pancr, reiiorting a recent social, sa3’s; “The opening piece was rendereii by a mule quartet.” The rejiortcr Avrotc it “male quartet,” but (ho compositor kueir better.—[Oil City Derrick. Miss Annie Hnggiip is one of the (ilaycrs in the Salem ladies’ jkiIu team. She is the “ruslior’’of the club, and Avhen tlio captain calls out, “Noi# Hnggu]»,” it completelv paralyzes the young men in the oiijiosing team.— [IJrooklyn Enteriirise. Dr, Ott has leanieil that the rattle snake’s tail makes sixty vibraüoot per second. It is a shwking waste of energy ou the part of the snake, as ten vibrations Avould scare a man josi as much.—[Boston Post. An inquirer asks: “Hoav can I tell classical music?” Tliat is easy enough. Wlien you licar everybody applaud and look relieved after the jilece is finished, then 3011 can know that it is strictly classical.—[N. V. Graphic. A fcAV years ago Kalamazoo, Mich., was not even staked out, and only last Aveek a citizen of that iilace failed in business and scoopediEastern cre<l-itors for over $10,000. Such is prog» ress and civilization.—[Boston Post. Popular Uangles. [Xfw I'ork Siiii.j “Bangles,” said a William street jeweler, as he drilled a hole in the head of the Goddess of Liberty on a ten cent piece, “have become very jiopular, and it is not nncumnion to see a young Avoman Avit!i bracelets, a breastpin and a necklace made of tea cent jiieces Avith the monograms of different persons engraved iijion them. “The prettiest bangles are made from the ucav nickels, and those not hearing the AVord ‘cents’ command a high figure. I purchastHl several dtizen when they Avere first issued at seven cents apiece, and have disjtosed of most of them for $1 each. Of course, the handsomer and more ¡wp-ular a vonng Avoman is the moro bangles she gets. The cost is not very great. We charge ten cents for smoothing the back and forty cents for engraving a monogram of two letters. Of course Ave can add as much fancy AVork as is desireil, for which Ave charge extra. The piece is fuj> nished by the customer.” A I*ra<lent tVoiiiaii. I Detroit JOve l‘reiiii]. “Do you keep areenlc for rots?* she asked in a Woodward avcnui drug store yesterday. “Yes’m.” “I’ll take a dime’s Avorth.” When it Avas Aveighed out and jiaitl for she stootl for a moment in deep thought and then s;iid : •Ixtts of jicople mistake arsenic fji iiaking jMJAvder and put it in the biscuit.” “Y'es’m.” “Well, I don’t want to commit any uch foolisbuess. Here is a half-pound CA* of touking ]K)Avdcr. You may emjity it out and do it up in paper and put the arsenic in the box. Wlien I see tlic words ‘baking pow-doFon the box I can remember that it’s arsenic, and if 3 011 Avrite ‘jioison’ on the baking poAvder I Avon’t forget that it’s all right for my biscuit. Nothing like being a Icetle keerful about handling dangerous things.” The whole physical mechanism heoomos itnpaireJ by the heavy winter diet and lack of oiieii air exercise. Ayer’s Sarsaparilla is the proi>er reinetly to take in the spring of the year to purify the blootl, inviiiorate the system, excite toe liver to action, and restore the healthy tone and vigor of the sya-tern. The Keiitiickv ly^islature has donated 300 volumes to the Cincinnati Law Library.

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