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ih Tbe Slovpen : A Contrast. Bahold them slumbcriag side by side, Fftir Bmilini; yijuth and hoary a^u ; One dreaiub o{ worldly pomp and pride, Wbere luuii a godlnse warfare wage ; Tbe other dreaiua .f siiiumer bowers, Srigtat aunsbiiie, warblinij birds and (lowers. One brow is marked with lines oJ care. Which shows iha world-worn spirit Krieves ; Iba otlier fleams iioath clustering hair Ukfi a fair star through tjuiveriug leaves. One heart is grasping, proud and cold ; ITlie other generous, warm and bold. One breathe:? a long, a weary sigh. And dreams of earthly gain and loss, JLjiwith a keen. B«!.pici..iiscye, He counts once more his glittering droes . The other bounds with joyous tread Cer fields ol clover w hite and red. Axroan escapes the old man's lips, A groan oi mingled rage and pain. yor, lo I his schemes, lik - phantom ships, Have vanished 'ueath the treacherous main. Be atretuhes forth one wrinkled hand To find his treasured hoard but sand, Trom parted lips of tender bloom A trill of merry laug^iter steals. Whose fairy mutii*: tills tf^e roomâ€" The happy boy in dre-mlaud kneels Above a little crystal stream. Where rashes wave and p bbljs gleam ; And ho beholds with sparsling eyes His shipâ€" a water lily â€" glide Beneath the rosy-tinted skies. Right bravely down the dimpling tide. His barque no sordid hopes doth bear, Bat dances on, he cares uoi. where. Hark ! now the dreaming worldling speaks : •• The path 'o wealth, how orear, tow long 1' " Ah I" tries the boy, with glowing checks, " How Uively is tiie -kylark s aocg, Sieb-soariug mid the blue above, Iforever ringing : â-  God is love V " Aad when the lunruing sun shall rise To charm away the luists of uigbt. Tbe boy will greet with gladdened eyes A world of beauty ba hed in light. Ver a fond mother's mi>ruiug kiss Will opo its goldei, gates of bliss. Bat the poor worldling, what of him '/ Will he not seek the busy mart, Xitke coiue gantit spectre, stern and grim. No joy witlun i.is withcreil heart '.' Pot life is empty, vain and cold To hiui who only seekuth gold I â€"Farwy i''orre.i ir in Cftambers' Journal. PAPPOOSE HCNGBY. Tour Wife's Letters. CLsirleB Dudlei Warner, in replying to the questiou : â- ' Can a man open a wile'a letters '.' " sai-t that it would depend upon 'wiukt kind of a husnand he is. I think it would bu nearer iii^hc to say it would de- pend upon what kind of a wifo she i3. " Discretion is the better part of valor," as many a husbaml wiiulii learn if he made to bold as to open In- wife's letters. There ia aourcely a wife uhn does not take her has- bknd saflicieiitlv into her conlidence to tell Urn who her letters are from and to read tiiem to hiai. or, p< rhaps, let him read them himself ; but this is a very different aiattsr from having them first opened, read •nd passed upon by one for whom they were not iiiteuile.i. Of course many women receive letters that never reach the eyes of their lifo partners, nut because they contain kdght that would not bear the lioht of day, sot because tlio wile in afraid or ashamed to show theui, but simply because they con- tain things that are iiuue of hisaffair. Uow often the home letters are written only for daughters' or sisters' eyes ! Uow much of the family cares can be told her that would ba proudly withheld from son in-law or hrotheriiilHw ! Then there arethc letters Irom dear, lutmiite uirl friends, who pour oat the secrets oi their heart upon paper lor the sympathy auJ eiitertainment of vweet Mrs. .Jones, but not for the eyes of â- krcastic Mr. .loiies. \ very laughable bat â- ensible reason fur a wife witiiholdin^ her letters from her liusSaud was given by a contemporary not, long since. She said : " These letters contain the confessions of another soul, th'< coiitidencts of another mind, that would be rudely treated if ({iveu any sort of puWnit>. And while husband •ad wife are one to each other, they are two in the eyes of other people, and it may well happen that a friemt will desire to impart •omethiii;; to a discreet woman which she woald not intrust to the babblint{ htisband of that wotnaii " That's the whole thing in a nutshell. i'htlnUlphia SltiIi Auurican. I'ersonal I'olntM. Mr. A. A. .\llw«>rth, late editor of the Paris ii> t icu', hoy, ii is said, given up the aewspaper busin- hh hi Oregon, and gone into ar^ri':ultura) pursuits. Hon. I'avi.l Clr.ij. e.\ editor of the Buffalo Courier, who wac iiijured in the accident on the I). L. iV W. U R. at Vestal last Friday moruitig, ditd at hm^haniton last tvening James .\. Garlii Id, son of th» murdered President, who lia^ just been admitted to the Ohio bar, resembles his father in most of his (ivrsoiial traits. He is a clever, reserved young man. Arcluteacon t'lktrar thinks there is a necessity for a new class of clergy, a class of mission priests under a threefold view •f poverty, chasiity and obedience, a new order of IJominK-ansor Franciscans. The venerable Sir Frederick IJramwoU will preside at the ineetiiig of the British Association iie.\l St ptrniber at Bath. His brother. Lord Itiamwell, who will then be 81 years old, will be Diicctor of the Soonomic Section. Gen. Lew Wallace, the author of " Ben Hnr," is said to be distressingly abseut- â- iinded. He has been known when at breakfast to put twei heaping epoonfuls of â- â- ((ar on a soft boiU u egg and then, almost before the laughter had died away, to Bait his coffee with great deliberation. The Willand Tcleflniph says : We are pleased to state that Capt. \V. T. Sawie, proprietor of the Tflcgrtiph, is decidedly improved in healih. He has b«eu confined to bed for the past week or ten days, but expects to be up again shortly now. A New Use uf KleetrU-lty. The science of electricity has already been passed into the service of fashion. lyheii, at a dance or a dinner party, a glit- tering dew-drop seems suddenly to sparkle among the tlowers on a lady's shoulder, or a diamond. liglu tlaro draws attention to her pretty coifure, the admiring observer may take it for granted the possessor of the dew-drops ami the starry light in her kair is secretly pressing a tiny battery, in- geniously concealed about her person, and by means of which the electric spark Hies «p, to the danger perhaps of the beholder, f not the possessor. â€" I'aUMull Gazette. _ ^ â-  Wilson Cranford, of Coftsville, near Youngstowii, I)., was prostrated by a severe attack of hiccoughing a few days ago and died of exhaustion before he could be re- •/ed. An Incident of tbe Early Days. I« was on a solemn quiet afternoon at the close of the year 1814 that John broke off from bis carousal at a small tavern at the oldoutletof M»-cas-sa Water. Although a very hartslesa man ordinarily, he was nevertheless subject to fits of petiUant des- pondency which could only be relieved by imbibing large (Quantities of the pale Caua dian rye whiskey for several days in suc- cession. This usually brought his head to a dead level and he became a philobopbtr againâ€" until the return of his irresistible thirst for stimulants. He was the son of a U. E. Loyalist and had served in the Canadian Flankers during the recent war with the United States. He was well posted in Indian characteristics, having a profound respect for the half civilized SJassisiiaugas, bat, for the wild Northwest Indians, whom the Government had brought to the front as auxiliaries, he, in common with all the old Canadians, held in supreme contempt. These Indians were wonderfully reliable when it came to drawing supplies, but when an engagement with the enemy was imminent, notably at Lundy's Lane, Lo coold not be brought within gunshot ; but as soon as Lo discovered that the Glen- garrya were driving back the enemy, he put in an appearance, and waa very busy dur- ing the balance of the night (the engage- ment waa fought by cloudy moonlight) and the following morning plundering indiscri minately both friend and foe, the dead and the helpless wounded. In consequence of which brutality several Indians were shot on the field by the Flankers. If the reader can pardon the above digression, which I consider somewhat ayropus as giving the cause in part of the old Canadian's hatred of the wild Indian, we will return to John, whose house stood on the present Harris farm on the north of the Bay road. Thither my hiformsnt's motherand a neighborwho lived near (now) the Hamilton Water- works had gone on a short visit to John's wife during his absence. While there a stalwart Northwest Indian came to the house, and after satisfying himself that there was not a man about to oppose him, he went to the pig pen, in which there was a shote in fair ctflidition. The three women understood from past experi- ence that " Lo, the poor Indian, ' intended to carry away the pig. They ex- postulated with him as best they could, but Lo simply replied : "Pappoose; pappoose hungry!" Seeing the coast clear, he shot the pig, and, tieing its legs together in such a way that by placing the strap across hio breast the pig rested on his back, then turning to the women, he grunted •• I'gh'. " â€" which always seems to mean •' Well, what of it â- ?"â€" he marched away towards the bay. The Indian had not gone far when John hove in sight, his locomotion having been somewhat hastened by his hearing the re- port of an Indian gun near his bouse- â€" which could be easily known, as the Indian gun barrels were thin ana light and their report feeble compared with heavier barrels or the sharp crack of the old eight-stjuare ride barrels of the white man â€" consequently, John suspected mischief. John's wife ran out to meet him and tell him of their loss, and no doubt. Eve-like, told him "to shoot tbe tarned Injuiu. " John made no reply, but hilchiag up hia waistbands on his lung, lanky aides, and thrusting a big <|uid of tobacco into his left cheek and bracing himself up generally as waa becoming the occasion, he stepped into the house, and taking down his trusty ritlo from the wood hooks against a beam and coolly examining the priming of the old tlint lock, be struck out in the direction the Indian had taken, diverging however a little to the loft in order to head him off. He soon reached the bank of the second inlet, about where instinct told him tbe Indian would cross. He had not long to wait. I'oor Lo came u^k within easy range, and halted on the briiif either to rest or lo consider the strength of the ice. John took a deliberate aim at him, but, Lo being all uncouaciousof any danger, John's heart relented and he hesitated a moment, then levelling his ritlea second time, he said to himself, " I'll pull, may the Lord direct the ball." Lo iustautiy fell. The blue smoke from the ride curled upward among the tri'e tops like an inno- cent messenger carrying the sad tidings to the regions above. John mechanically reloaded hia ride and strode slowly forward to catch a sight of Lo. Every bush seemed to glare at him with the eyes of demons, and a cold shudder came over him. There lay his victim linked in death with his booty. No hungry pappexwe was ever to see him again. The bullet bad torn through the base of the brain, and the blood trickled slowly over the coarse dark face. He was stone dead. Here was a dilemma into which John had hastily fallen. Should any of Lo'a comrades come suddenly upon the scene John would as surely get his furlough, soon or late, for the white man's future world, as he had given Lo hia for the happy hunting ground. No time waa to be lost. Only a moment's consideration and John broke a hole in the ice with the breech of his ride, large enough to admit Lo's body, and separat- ing it from the pig's, threw it in. Then searching about he found a convenient pole, with which he succeeded in thrusting the body so far down into the mud and weeds that it was never seen again. What became of tbe pig my informant saith not. l>read wiuter passed away, cheery spring came and early summer, John had occa- sion to fortify his system against the encroachmentsof approaching hot weather, and accordingly resorted tothe little tavern at the inlet, where he indulged more freely than ever for two or three days, or until his stomach revolting he could drink no longer, and he set out in therteveuing home- ward bound. He had got as far as where John Dynes' hotel is at present -the weather being dull and murky, and withal rather hotâ€" and the road becoming tedious he cast his eyes about for help in getting home and espied a dim light on the marsh shore, and being just a little be- wildered he supposed it to be a lishiug light and that he could get himself paddled over to the main land. Approaching the light he was sair astonished to find that it moved away from him, and crossed the marsh, just skimming the water, and halted on the mainland, on tho bank of the inlet, over the exact si>ot where he had shot the Indian. Here it hovereii a moment and then disappeared. John never having heard ef the ii;;k'» ^'aliii suppoeeti this to bo intended as a reminder to him of bikcrinie, and also as a mark of the Divine dis- pleasure. Melancholy fastened en him for the rest of his days, and he always became densely gloomy when the Indian and the pig were spoken of by his neighbors. " Shoot Him" SentcDces. LordCharles Beresford's marvellaus abil- ity to dismiss thought from his mind was very aptly illustrated the other day by a navy man who had been with Lord Charles in Egypt. He waa in a railway carriage with me and waa giving another man op- posite the benefit of hia Beresfordian impreaaiona. '• ItellyouCharlieBeresford'satough' an. It don't take him long to settle a point. When he waa in command of the police at Alexandria every morning a lot of poor devila whom the police hard arrested used to be brought before him. He'd come out smoking a cigarette, with a bright, cheery face and a devil- may -care look. Awretched, half-starved, half-naked native would be dragged up. â- â-  ' What has he been doing V asks Lord Charlie. " ' Looting the shops.' " ' Shoot him.' " The poor chap begins whining, and cry- ing, and pleading. " ' Next V LordCharles calls, and away goes the man. " Another native is baaled up by the col- lar, straggling and bowling. " • What." â- â€¢ • Resisting police.' '• ' Shoot him." " And BO on antila dozen or twenty fates are sealed by this young judge, from whose deeision lies no appeal. His cigarette fin- ished, he goes into breakfast, bis appetite quite undisturbed by the volleys which presently greet his ears. I tell you, he's the chap for business. There's nohammingand hawing about him." â€" The Argonaut. CONTRIBUTING TO CHL'BCHKS. Hints to Houaewivee. Clean piano keys with a soft rag dipped in alcohol. Egg stains on silver can be taken off with table salt and a wet rag. Leather chair seats may be revived by rubbing them with well-beaten white of egg- White and pale shades of paint may be beautifully cleaned by using whiting in the water. Cold sliced potatoes fry and taste better by sprinkling a teaspoonful of dour over them while frying. To polish uickle- plated goods after be- coming black aud not worn, use rouge or whiting on a rag with a little oil. A good rule for tbe use of tbe different kinds of dour is to use pastry dour wherever baking powder is used, aud bread dour with yeast. When a person ia "sick at tbe stomach,' ice taken into tbe mouth in small pieces and allowed to melt before swallowing will, in very many instances, relievo the discomfort. To cure a wart, place the thumb upon the wart aud press it against the bone. Move the wart backward and forward upon the bone until the roots become irritated or sore, when the wart will disappear. A pie that is properly baked will slip from the tin with careful handling, and if placed on a wire frame where the air has access to the bottom it will cool without becoming moist, aud when .iteadir to be served it can be transferred to a plale. Sc'Oteli .Musiriuii!« iu Luudou. Another Loudon correspondent writes : 'â-  The Scotch colony here, and especially that by no means aoitnporiaut section of it which is fond of music, has been rejoic- ing greatly over the election of Mr. A. C". Macken/.ie. the Kdiuburgb musician and composer, to the I'residency of the Koyul Academy of Music. Mr. Maukeu^e's abilities have been very fully rocogiii.;ed here for some time back ; but be hadaumst formidable rival in Mr. Joseph Bariiby. who is admitted to be one of tbe best con- ductors now in London. Mr. Macken;',ie received a great ovation when, for the first time since he went to Florence, he appeared to conduct an orchestral concert on th'' evening after his election. While Mr. Mac- ken/.ie ia the first composer â€" in the serious senseâ€" iu Loudon, the best writer of comic opera music is Mr. Henry Brougham Far nie. Mr. Farnie is a Sootchman and a newspaper man. 1 believe, having been en gaged on either a Stirliugor aPerthpaper." Payments ITrom AecumuhtteU Wealth and From Dally Karnings. Dr. J. I). Macdonald, of Ha.-nilton, writing to the Cuiuida Pretbyterian on the subject of supporting Church enterprises, submits a couple of ideas that are worthy of the earnest consideration of ministers and church ofiicials of all denominations. He says : For my own part I do not think that the people of the Church are less disposed to be just to its enterprises than they were of old times, but while tbe work of the Church has been suddenly expanded, the resources of the people have been rapidly contracted ; and I am persuaded that they do not con- tribute just because the means so to do are not at hand. It must bu admitted that the mass of our people does not consist of those who are possessed of realized wealth, but that the Church treasury has been every year tilled from the fruits of tbe industry of the (•ontributors during the year preceding. As soon as this industry ceases to be profitable the resources of the Church mast be cut off. Will any one venture to say that industry has been profitable in Canada for the last ten years '.' Perhaps we may ex- cept the industry of the " rings," but that is hardly a legitimate industry, and is not much, if of any, use to us. Then it ia per- fectly right that we should look at another source of impoverishment for the classes of which the Presbyterian Church ia mainly formed, the classes who occupy a middle place as to wealth. The day was when very many of the most wealthy men in the Province were Presbyterians ; and perhaps we have hardly yet got over ilie habit of expecting the large sums which used to be given by the rich and generous few, and which ence filled the treasury of ihe Church. Brt the fathers have fallen asleep, and the sons do not often walk in the fathers' steps. Tbe Presbyterian Church is not so much as it should be the Church of the poor. It is not either the Chnrcn of the rich, at least ia Canada, nor need it desire to be, but it ia ine Church of the class which feels most heavily the burden of public taxation. Tbe cry is universal that it is hard to live : and why is it bard to live ? The necessaries oi life are produced more cheaply and more plentifully than ever, but our system of taxation adds so enormously to their cost that it is difficult for the man of moderate means to obtain them. He is stinted, and he is not in the condition or temper to stint himself and bis family any more for the sake oi the growing claims of the Church. Nor is he at all iu the mood to be smoothed down by those writers in the religious press, who tell him that, in their opinion, ho is mean or sordid. It looks as if the Church must set itself to a reconsideration of its mode of finance suiting itself to changed conditions. Moreespecially will it be needful lo give atten- tion to the sources of supply, to have better acquaintance with details as respects those sources, and to establish an organization for the management of those details. If we may not expect large donations in oar hour of need, let us exercise foresight aud care with our smaller offerings. Those more numerous contributions will not only till the treasury, but will be a means of increasing the interest of the giver'* in the work to be done. Aud let tbe Church decline to be led by those ardent brethren who are bo often ready with new â- -chemes. but do not trouble their minds much, if at all, with the question of the provid ng of means. LOST IN THK «Jl ICKSAND« Tho rerrible Fate of a Yoang Hunter Oil the San LeanUro, CaL, Marshes. The dog that accompanied James iiich- ardson on bia himting trip has been found, and there ia now little doubt as to what baa bdcome of the boy. Sear Meirosa station, on the San Leandro marshe'), ia a very dangerous place, where quicksands are known to exiat. On Wednesday morn- ing following the disappearaace of yonn^ Richardson, Mr. Damon, who lives on th© Sa.n Leandro marshes, lieard tho long- drawn howl of a dog on the marsh. For • while Mr. Damon thought nothing what- ever about the matter, until the bowling was kept up at intervals, when he went oai to investigate. Following up iha aoimdf he found a valuable bird dog lying oa the ed^e of a dangerous bit of marsh land^ where several quicksands are known to be. The dog was watcbinij the marsli and howling. He was nearly dead from cold and lack of food. Mr. Utmoa took him home, thinking that he waii a lort •;og of a hunter, and the next day he wa9 sent to San Francisco, where y-jsterday h* was recognized a.9 the dog that accompanied Richardson on his last hwnting cxpedilioa. There is little hope that the boy ia alivfc The father uf the boy is nearly ora.,Bd witlfe grief, and he spends his time searching thft marshes for some trace o! his son. ThO doctor who has been attendin;; Mr. Rioh- ardson for tho pa-it fow years has ordered that he shall not g'; down on the marsheS again or he will not be responsible for th4 result. He met him recentfy going on hifl old fruitless sear'.h and compeil- d him by main strength to enter his buggy and driv© home with him. Since the returu of th* ' dcg all hope has been abandoned, and it i4 ' believed that the faithful aniinal saw th« "< txiy sink in the quicksand and ga-.e the only - alarm he could without leaving his post. H » is siippoeed that James stayed ouS late* - than he intended to, and in reiuminy in th9 •' dusk he fell into the .juicksand and wa9 ' unable to extricate himself.â€" 'n '..'and, '.' U., TribtiM. I'robabli' Drlelu of " Blir/ard." The origin of the word " bli.'.zard " has been taxing the etymologists i|uite severely of late, and various are the hypotheses advanced. Yesterday afternoon a Dakota man, who is naturally familiar with the article, if not with its derivatien, blew into tbe Globe office and settled it. He pro- duced a copy of the Lyon County Scut, at Moorhead, which credits Deacon Seth Knowles, of that town, with the coinage of the word. He used liie sentence, " It ia blowing like a blitzardt," which would con- vey the idea that the wind travelled like lightning (blitzen). A German would say: " Der Sturm kommit blitzariig." From " blitzardt " to " bliz/.ard " is a very slight transition This language was used to describe the great storm of January, 187:f. And this settles it.â€" Sr. Paul Globe, .\n VuHeHlfth Mftn, Somebody wants onr definition of " a truly unselfish man." Well, to boil ifcdowu, we should say that a man who would rather chop wood after business hours for the benefit of the hired girl than aee a tax collector struck by lightning is a truly unselfish man. â€" Burlhiifton Frir Preia. Brave Women. There are lots of latent pluck iu a woman after all. Dozens of delicate members of the fair sex faced the blast and snow pluckily climbed drifts ten feet high reached their place of business, worked during the day and then footed it home again. And they didn't, as a rule, seek li<|uid inspiration behind green baize doors, either. â€" Brooklyn Timen. Writing Fre-<'ri|itian>t iuEnijlJLStk Those who talk glibly about plain iilag- Hsh ' may be surprised to l>«n that ther4 is no encli thing as plain English when W9 come to deal with materia medica, Tb4 " plaij English ' for some important herb will bo one thing in Massa^^husetts, aom9> thing else in Pennsylvania and sottietbin^ different from either in England, lo in- crease the confusion the name j;ivcn to A certain plant in one section may be applied to scniething altogether different in another. Thousands of raletudinarianfl cress the Atlantic yearly, carrying pre- scriptions on which their b.alth depends. Carefid pharmacists in all countrieo com- pound them alike, because presjriplioo Latin is precise, uncqui^ccal and nnilomit The word salt may seem plain enough to cooks, but to the chemist it .a vsgno and meanii'gUsa. Put on paper, hc*ever, iha cificial Latin name of table salt and yon can present that to a drnggist in Paris, Rome, Madrid or Berlin with the jer'.airitjr of getting preciacly what would b^ oa< up by a druggist in Biddeford, Mo. L'atal errors by pharmacists are rare when com- pared with the number of important pre- scriptions compomded daiJy. Taken as a class, 1 believe druggists to be m .»re oar^fol and painstaking than any other bran' h ol tradesmen. Bnt, if we want to see '2,000 mistakes where there are t» -nty ncv,, let tis have preacriptiona in this f> leged " plain tlnglish. ' â€" Letter m K.ntta tl^obf. Sure tu B^ Hit Somewhrr*-. At a recent ga' Bering of t'uitarians. one speaker recci an anecdote which admits of large and varied application. It was the story of a miuinter who, preaching on ex- change, sai>t some strong things about fast horses. He was told after the !.ermon that he had touched one of their best members on a tender point. • Well," said the preacher, " I cannot change my sermon for him." In the evening the man was intro- duced to the minister, who said ; " I un- derstand that what 1 said this morning touched one of your weaknesses, 1 assure you that I was altogether uncon-vioiis of the weakness when I said it.' " Oh, do not trouble yourself, " said the man. " II is a very poor sermon that does .-.ot hit me soinewhi re." ChristiAtn IntcUi^iencr. CauHH and Ktfect. Komautii- Missâ€" Ob, dear ! it just makes i:ie mad tbe way things go. Sympathizing Friendâ€" Why, what s tho matter now ? " There I've been playing the piano for !ive mortal hours, straining my hands all out of shape tryjng to make it sound loud enough lu attract the attention of that handsome young stranger who waa writing by the window in the ue.xt house, and he only looked over this way three times, and now he isn't in sight at all." " No. As I came in 1 saw him leaving the house with two big satchels." "You did? Oh, dear! That woman who has that house never can keep a lodger." ^ â-  â€" - Metaphors n Little Mixed .V speaker at a financial conference in England is reported by the I^ondon Specta- tor as alluding to a certain sum as "a nest egg for us to take our stand upon." An- other described a projected economy as " » mere dea bite in the ocean of Indian debt.'' -Vn Irish medical man outdid the famous' exordium of the western legislator, begin- ning, " Mr. Speaker, I smell a rat, " etc. Some change was contemplated, ot which he expressed the most vehement disap- proval, declaring that it would throw " an apple of discord in their midst which, if not nipped in the bud, would burst out into a dame that would iuuudate tbe whole country." m • And Only One. XUah ia knocking loudly for admission into the union. Nothing should avail except a ticket inscribed as were Artcmus Ward's free passes to hia U cture on the Mormons, " Admit bearer and one wife." â€" Texas Siftiuiis. A correspondent mixes metaphors a little when he writes of politiciivns : " They stand at tho Covernment crib, with an a.\e to grind." â€" .Vc'U" York Tribune. " Oh, girls, come and sec the walking match!" And when they got to the window all they saw was a sliver of a dudp with a red head. The Vancouver, from Liverpool, with the weekly mails and 43 cabin, D'i intermediate ' giaed and explained that part of an item and 'ho steerage passengers, arrived at i regarding an incipient strike had got into HaliMx at 4 o'clock on Saturday morning, > the wrong place. A Montana paper recently contained this remarkable notice : "Mr. Charles Johnson and Miss Fanny West were married by the Kev. S. Hills on Wednesday. So far no trouble has resulted, and those best informed as to the situation say there will be none." The next day the editor apolo ^'otiilj; ill 8^it.ferlaDU Alter divine service on election ?5i.Jiday I went to the Croix Blanche for my •.oft'ee to pass the time tiil the voting 'ihould begin. On the church door was posted m printed summons tc electors, and on Iha cafe billiard tables I found ballots ot tha different parties scattered. (Jendarmea had also distributed them abeut in tha oh'.irch pews ; they were en:loBed In en- velopes, which were voted sealed, <itn a table before the pulpit the ballet-bosâ€" a glass urn â€" was plaoed, and beside it eat tha ji(i2ges of election with lists of tho regis- tered voters. But in any precinct of tha canton an elector who could prove that ha had not voted at home might deposit hia ballot in any other. The church bell rang ici- the people to assemble, and tho voting began and ended in perfect quiet. B'lt I could not witneBs an election io this ancient republic, where freedom wsa BO many centuries o>d wilhoat strong emo- tion ; it had from its nature and the placa the consecration of a religious rite,â€" 'fur- '•.T*,t Bazar. A I'reacher Holds the For>. Rfc». J. O. Owens, pastor of a ohnrci. at Cornwall, Wales, was givTu by bi3 con- gregation a three tiiontha' notice to iiait. The time expired one Saturday evening, but the pastor barr.cadcd hims- It in hls pulpit aud held the fort all that ni{;b( and most of the following day. For two boura on Sunday he preached tc his congregation while they drowned his words by hymns sung at the top of their voices. At last tha preacher marched out of the church with the honors of war, under the protection ol tho police. He Had Ashed Her. Papa (severely)â€" Did you ask man. ma il you could have that apple 7 Three-year-old Cyclone â€" Yes. sir. Papa â€" Be careful now. I'll ask mamma, if she says you didu t ask her I II whip yon for telling a story. Did yon «bk mamma ? Cyclone â€" Truly papa, I asked her. {X panse.) She said I couldn't have it. Gloom At theHtjb. Yotmg Bostonian (to servant) â€" " lo Miss Waldo in?" Servant â€"" Vis, eorr , but she is that sick she can't see anybody.'* Young Bostonian (alarniett)- " Is it possi- ble ? Has she been ill long V ' Servant-â€" ' Iver aince the news came about Mia'he* SoolUvan. sorr." â€" New York Sun. An liinoceuC Wtub. Fearing- that some woman may sail in upon U3 and give us a cowhiding, wo will explain : The winking and blinking ot our right eye goes on oftentimes when wa are not aware of it, caused by a recent spell â€" and a long one, toe â€" of neuralgia in that member,â€" .Brenwood iGa.) Heporter. Viscount Eversley is tho oldest British peer. He is 'J3, and bis antithesis in thia respect is tho Duke of Albany, who ie only 3 years old.