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AS FORTUNE SMILES. A TALK OF THE OLD AND NKW WoULD. CHAITKR I. It was a pretty face. It was a pretty, smiling girliih face. The big, li'.ue eyei laughed el him <rom underneath the pink-flowered cotton *un- bonnet ; a imile danced over the dimpled cbcrkt, and drew apart the kisuble lips- A provoking face he came very nigh lay tag :u himeell, cheeky little face aud yet he was in love with it already. He was a handsome young fellow, Ul and straight. These shoulder* of hii would, in time, broaden, and that cheat would eipand hugely, but, juit then, he wai a* thin ai a rat and a* lithe as a panther. HII dark eyn flashed with conscious pleasure, and he twisted and twirled, with bruwn hand, a little moustache in which he seemed to take a youthful pride. His fact-, dark as a berry with healthful ex- posure lo the tun, wind, and rain, fairly beamed at the girl, and he shook the ws>vy mane which fell over his shoulders, as in playful chiding. .She had folded her rounded arms across her breast, and, in doing so, the sleevea of her cotton gown had turned up just a trifle, ami showed the parts which the sun had not touched, pink and rosy. No cor- awt trammelled that supple form; her limb* had an free p'ay as was accorded to the creatures of earth or heaven. He, who had been uutured among the lr?*ry luxuries and the ghastly refine- ment of society civilization, had never thought womau half as lovely as he now {judged the free-born daughter of the mountains of the west. Then you're not afraid to be here all niece, like that ?" he asked. she looked at him with a mocking pu/./led inquiry. " Afeared '" she asked. " Afeared o what?" " If your father leaves you here alone like that," the young man coctinued, " all sort* of things may happen. There are some mighty bad men about ibis neighborhood, I can tell you, and they might carry you off and make no bones about it." He looked, at that moment, as if he would have dearly liked to be on* of those bad men, in I as if he would have made no bones bout it, ha 1 he not been heartily afraid of that frail beauty. She burst into a laugh like the ripple of ilvery chimes. " Kail men !" she exclaimed, with her run akimbo swaying her body by slightly inclining it to the right, and turning up her witching blue eyes at him. " Had men !" he repeated; " I reckon thar's shucks on 'em, an' no small name, neither. Thar's Vuuw I'll I. He blowed the top of a man's head off week afore last at the Creek; an' his ptrdner, Hlolohface Frrnchy, he's bin trung up twice, an' Kill out him down gin each lime. Bad men I I reckon tliey don't make 'em much bedder than t hrm two.' " And aren't you afraid of them?" the ynunn man asked, with just a troubled vibration in hu voice. .She laughed again, at her brightest. "Afeared o' them!"she exclaimed. "Why, they're aleard o' me.'' It the young lady had read the story of Hercules ami Omphale, and had felt her- eelf transported into a mythological age to play the part of the Lydian queen, ahe ooaid not have more derided the thought of danger coming to her from the wild men whom her fairy Iwauty enalaxt-d. "Why, look heear, stranger," she con tinned, "I can twist 'em arotunl my little finger jest like that." With that, she tviddli'd tlir corner of her apron and lied it into a knot. Then he put her little tingir into the round hollow formed under- neath the hall of the apron coiner, and, holding it up, shook it w.lh its projecting litlliiroiiiiii point at theyoungman. "That's Vu'aw IVil," she exclaimed, "an' that'* what I'd do with him if he sarsed me." With that she snicked the tied apron cor- ner with her linger, and lent it flying. The whole action had been 10 full of \ ..in hlul innocent charm of playful defiance that the young man was smitten by it. Who, in. lend, in that neighlmrhood sav- age, ferocious, unscrupulous aud murderous iimiitfh hi' were would hava dared lo breathe a harsh word to Lucy Maolane, much less to raise a linger against her ? A nlMld jt'il, an unkindly word, would have been as a seed of dragon's teeth, from win. h a horde of pitiless, arme.i avenger* would have sprung, and the injury or in uli would not have been more than a day old ere the offender would have swung from the stout limb of some oollonwood tree, or would have lain by the roadside riddled with bullets. Luoy Maolane was the good fiiry of that Kooky Mountain side, us I.e was its queen. Men were murdered among the foothills of the Kastern Rockies in those days of the fifties with a monotonous frequency. They were lawless limes, and ths pistol, the rifle and the knife were the recognized arbiters of disputes. A man wai shot. His oorpse would lie, sometimes for days, fostering in the sun liefore a kindly hand .-.ml. I \*> found to dig an unceremonious holo, int" wlnrh the hotly was flung, with just so much decency as to he, by a stretch of imagery, construed Into a senu-civili/,e<l Imrial. Hut he was killed in what was mostly considered fair tight and few manners of lighting were considered unfair A,,,! ni, hand was railed to avenge his death. The pistol cracked, mid the knife Mashed, ''nil thf lilmid Unwed und Blamed tho sward, aud Ml its dark, accusing blotches ; I'm there was no judt'e. No retribution reached the guilty DO! In. wrath of the frontlornman was slow add luKnard ; "it required more than a few ordinary murders to rouse it. But something like a year previously a drunken half-breed had attempted to kiss Lucy Maclaiiti. The girl had boxed his ears, and, being stout of muscle herself, and firmly kni: in ihe limb*, she had sent him staggering into the dun. The drunken man bad teturned to the assault of defiant maidenly virtue, and had beeu stretched full length at the girl's feet, senseless and bleeding, by t tierce and swinging blow from the back of a woodsman's axe, which Luc-y wielded as scientifically a* a man. When he had rex>vered consciousness, he hsd crawled away, fouling the air with curses and with threats against Lucy . His words were overheard, aud doomed him. The girl pleaded for his life she tnej persuasion, auger, stern command. All were equally unavailing. That half-breed's body swung for weeks from the branch of a red oak, over a chasm many hundreds of feet in depth, while the carrion bu/.iardi tore his clothes into rags and picked every shred of flesh from the bonei. Then it dropped down into the canyon, and its pieces lay by the side of the raging moun- tain torrent for month* afterward, until a pack of hungry oayutes, venturing thus far mountainward, one bleak night, made short work of them and crunched them up. That half-breed's fate proved a savage warning, and men whose conversation was habitually studded with adjectives and other inter- polations of the vilest aud filthiest sort iiecame choice and careful in their language when Lucy Maolane wai the topic of camp- fire talk. She was barely eighteen, that bright-eyed queon of the mountaiua.and the little vixen knew that she held despotic sway over all the inferior ma'e creation for many milei around. They all petted her, and loaded her with preseuU; they idolized and spoiled her. Ye: she was as good, as simple, as true, as truity, as homely and as kindly as any country girl brought up within ound of English cathedral chimes. Many an ailing mountaineer her dainty care nursed back to health and strength; dying men had crossed the dark threshold with lighter hearts when " fairy Lucy's" soft fingers smoothed their pillows of skins. Men would ride for miles and miles out of their way to be gladdened by one of Lucy's prelty smiles, and a wonder, in that county where, among a crowd of Sioux squawi loathly half-breed*, and viler unwomanly while women thai were dragged by Ihe proxenel's net from the stews of St. Louii or Memphis into the gambling and dancing hells of the frontier traders' stations, she alone represented the holy attributes of pure womanhood, The young man returned to the girl the tin cup which he had drained of its refresh- ing contents of mouctain water. " Thank you, my dear," hs said, a* his hand grazed her rosy finger tips. The con- tact made his palms tingle, and his speech bocaoie a little bolder. He reined in his prancing horse tightly, and raised himself in his stirrapi, " Do you know that you ars charming, my dear?" he exclaimed, his t yes glistening and flashing at her. " You bet I do," was ihe stolid and long drawn reply. It shocked the young man first of all, and then it made him laugh outright. " There'snature here," he said to himself. "Glorious, unadulterated nature. She is worth fifty Lady Evelynes. How I'd make them all jump if 1 brojghl liar into ths drawing-room at Chauncey Tower"." " Then it'stwn miles," you say," he con- tinued, "to Di k Ashland's." 11 Jest about tl.at," the girl replied ; " an' that hosi o' yt> wrn's got to riggle a bit leas, I reckon, or yew'll gel to the canyon bottom iniu-ad o' Dick Ashlandi. The path ain't much more'u a yard wide at Ul tcknoae Corner, an' yew've jest got to keep his uose straight or down ye'll go into the alder bushes. " "Thank you for the warning, my dear," the young man retorted. " Old Sam and 1 have gone up and down many a bad mountain road before to-day, and I It ink we'll manage to wriggle round Klaoknose Corner, Good bye," he exclaimed, putting spurs to his horse and *issiog hit baud to her. Luoy looked after him as he galloped up the mountain path. Tho sounds of liu horse's hoofs and the clatter of his ride againsl his powder tlask became leas and less audible, liut she still saw.him turn, and turn again, waving his hat back loher. Then he disappeared among the great pines aud the stunted cedars, and Lucy, shading her eyes with her hands against the tierce glare of thu midday sun, scanned the point be- yond the small forest where she knew he would emerge. There a little pale nlreak seamed the face of the mountain, and op- posite the bare and naked edge of the nluish-hrown rock the further -i 1. of the yawning chasm loomed dark and fierce. Presently a diminutive figure on horseback seemed lo crawl out of the deep green of the cedars beyond, and to move like a fly along the precipitous mountain face until il iliAappeared around the bend. "He's more hensum than Dave," Lucy said lo herself ; "an 1 smarter, an' 1 guess he looks like good grit." She rolled up her sleevea and returned to ihe small, round wash-tub that slood en a block of win l by the door of ihs log cabin. She dipped her hands into the white and opal foam that glistened with prismatic colon in the sunlight, and loon wa> busy at her homely work. From where shestood the rough path led down the jagged mountain faoe, across the broken and rook -strewn ground, to the vast plaint that stretched to the east ; brown deserts of sun-dried wilderness, where the semi -tropical heat had scorched the sparse grasi to cinders, where even the lacy wind stirred up myriads of little clouds of brown sandy dust, appearing from the distance like so many smoking bonfires. Looking baoaward, looking lo the right, looking to the left, the stupendous mountain solitude of the Kookies rose in rugged chaotic piles of dead lirowni and bluei, against which the blotches of vegetation here and there glowed darkly, while peak on peak, loom ing more distinctly, became airixrandli'.uer. until, there beyond, the famteit outlines vlistuned m the Summer sunshine, Kar awi.y to the north and far away to the south the great mountain chain stn-ti h- ed out giant arm*, nearly half snoircting the vast tract of prairie that swelled away from tin- foothill*. 'I'n the north out peak lifted ttt head higher lhan its peers, like a solemn seniinel guarding ihe mountain approach. To ihe south two twin peaks towered, seemingly from the bsaw of the plains, that there stretched arid, sandy and hungry, with but one liny thread of water gladdening the eye by its refreshing gleam. Around the mountaineer's hut, however, Nature had been liberal of her gitts. The mountain aide was green with pleasant foliage, and the soft, thin mountain grass throve even where the foot of nan and beast bad done its best to crush it out of existence. Wild flowers and luxuriant ferns intermingled in welcome profusion, and behind every rock and every boulder some liny, graceful greenery struggled for life. It was a truly pleasant spot en that glor- ious blazing Summer day, but it made one shudder to think what it would be like in \\ inter, when the great pine-ciad ridges and the deep gorges would alike become as a home of the hurricane, where it would roar and rage and howl and shriek, filling the air with a hail of broken branches ana fro/ -n inow.dri vi jg great drifts of the white icy masses against the hillside* and piling them against the Irees ; while beyond, ihe great white plain would be as one while sheet, appalling with its frigid monotony, while scattered rocks, uprooted lre-s and huge jagged pine-items would shape them- selves into one chaotic, treacherous mass underneath tho snowy coverret, while ill all traces of roai or trail would be effaced. and the intrepid frontiersman would be left to fight with the elements in addition to his natural enemies. George Maclane was well seasoned in Rocky Mo4ntain experiences. He was one of the first to build a stout and roomy log cabin where previously but trapperi' huts and Indian villages had existed, aud more than that, year in and year out. Summer sun or \\ inter snow, he lived there with his child. Frontiersmen, trappers and traders asked themselves in wonderment why George Maclane "Freckled George," they called him had chosen such a place for his home when all the country between ihe Sangre de C'hrislo and Pike's Peak stood open to him, and rumor had it that Freckled (jeorge was searching the moun- tains for gold. Men had looked for the precious metal in those rocky fastnesses before that day, and had come back with heavy hearts and light poucnea. When the matter was mentioned to Maclane, he grin- ned and shook his head, and (aid "Rot." " C'ayn t a man abide whir he likes," he would say, "without a lot o' Icafin' boosters a try in' lo stick their fingers in his pie?" AsGeorgewaa known tobe notslow with his pistoi and hisknife.the inquiries invariably slopped at that point. Lucy had finished her task, and was engaged in apreadiog out tl.e flannels and other articles of household wear upon a piece of smooth green sward that soemed strangely out of place amid iu wild sur- roundings. That being done, she emptied the tab and carried it to the small outhouse by the side of the cabin. Then she wiped the log, and fetching her knitting from within the cabin, she sa: herself dawn. Lucy's little brain was busy. 1'hal band- some, bright-eyed stranger had upset its maiden equilibium. The knitting made but poor progress, and more than once Lucy had to undo what she had completed and to recommence it. Suddenly she rose and I stamped her foot in a petty temper . " Waal," she exclaimed, in pretty irrita- | tion, "it oayu't be that I'm thai nuts on him, and on y seen him jest this once an' know no more about him than about the man in ihe moon. And don't oare lo know," she added with another stamp of the tiny foot. "Thar!" A student of female nature would have had his doubts about Miss Lucy's sincerity in her last assertion. Woman is alike all over the world, and ths daughter of the Rockies has most of the attribute* of her city sister. To desire an object, and to [icrsist in asserting lo herself and to others that she does not care for it a bit, is one of the frailer sex's privileges and idiosyn- crasies. l.ucy sat on that log, fitfully dashing away no wand then at her knitting; at other times staring in front of her, while her work lay untouched in her lap, and th* hours passed and the shadows lengthened without Luoy perceiving the change. The girl was accustomed to be left alone here for days and nights, too, for that Kamla of Indians coulii not approach the spot without timely notice reaching her, and against solitary marauders a couple of doubted-barrelled rifles and a half dozen minis that always hung ready loaded on ihe cabin wall afforded her sufficient pro- ectimi Not a soul could gel near Ihe >lace without aiousing the vigilance and he noisy warning of the watch dogs huge mongrel Kuglish mastiffs that guarded the cabin, and whose fierce barking re-echoed | IK the mountains for miles when Lucy took them for a run up ihe hillside. The swift dusk was already sel in on the mountains when the girl shook herself onelher, aud, fetching a wooden platter : rom the storehouse, climbed among the irild raspberry bushes that covered the mountain side at the back of the cabin and collected a plentiful supply of the delicious inn. Then she entered ihe hut and set ihs big rough table rsady with a joint of roast venison, which she supplemented with corn cake and big -horn fat. Anon, the distant thump-thump, thump- thump of horses' feet on rough, rocky [round vibrated on the mountain air. It irew nearer, and came clatter '(altar op the till. The girl prepared the three great pouting branches cf the huge and ponder- ous Mexican metal lamp with natural wool wioks and rough oil, and placed it in the centre of the big table. It grows dark very suddenly in those mounlam solitudes, where the sun dips l.iwu behind the tiianl crags, lining their edges with purple and gold, aud dying away iu a lurid glory, which it leaves to mingle on the hnruon arch with the softer hues of topaz and sapphire, and to fade away blue and cold in the far Kast. It was nearly uight when the clatter of the horses hoofs ceased directly in front of the cabin, and ringing "Wagh" echoed on the hillside. Lucy teplied with a "Wagh" .'li had H feminine and cheerful vigor ol iu own, and a moment afterward a tall, wiry man putlied aiide the bearskin hanging which eim-ii- 1 the door, and with a hearty ' Waal, whiti cheer, Lury ':" caught the young lady round the waist and kissed her on the forehead. " Thar," he exclaimed, when the girl disengaged herself, "I reckon it ain't every man ihai's not a daughter like my Lucy to keep house for him while he's prairie loafing. Heyar, Dave !" he shouted, "our meat's sut thick and no snakes." George Maclane was a man whom one weuld have thought a dangerous customer. Long, gaunt and thin, though his shoulders stood out broad and square. He had a pair of piercing, little grayish brown eyes, the cold glitter of which contrasted curiously with his joviality at thai moment. His lips were thin and nearly bloodless, the square jaws betokened dogged determina- tion. His upper lip was clean thaven, but hi long hair and tuft of beard bad changed from its former indistinct sandy color to an equally indistinct mixture of gray and fawn. One freckled cheek was disfigured by a deep scar, where a knife had cut through the leeh and had left a wound wnich had never quite healed up. If a man bad read lhat face for it* characteristics, he wculd have found cruelty and greed written plainly there, and he would have wondered how so jh a man came to be the father of so lovely a girl as Lucy. There were stories abroad of George Maclane's beautiful wife, now long since dead, about whom even Lucy had but the faintest recollections, and whose name was never mentioned by, or in the presence of Freckled George without the mountaineer baring his head. Thus, I once saw a tigsr cub lick the face of a dog that had grown up with it. There is no mm so vicious that there is not some corner left pure and undefined in his heart. The bearskin was raised once again, and a younger man entered. He was nearly as tall as George Maclane and although his cast of feature* betrayed a family likeness to the elder man, there was lew of the cruelty *tout the lips aud less of the ob- stinate squareness about his jaws. He was dark of skin, which matched cnrio'ialy with the reddish brown of hi* hair and beard. Dave Maclane wai George's nephew and Lucy's cousin, the son of a frontiers- man who bad paid the penalty of his pion- eerdom and fallen under a poisoned Pueblo arrow. People about the mountain stations said that Dave was Lucy's intended bus- band, and tru young mm when questioned about the subject never denied the soft un- preachment. The two men fell upon the food that stood ready for them with appetites sharpened by a long journey. They had come all '/he way from Hatcher a Hole, ihs nearest trading station, a distance of full thirty milei.hav- ing gone there to obtain a fresh supply of powder and other necessities. The girl slood by while they cut great slices from the joint and spread them upon their corn- cakes, dipping the two together into the salt and biting off the piece* without fur- ther ado. The hearty meal wai washed down with draughts of the fiery Taos whisky, temper- ed, in minute proportion, with mountain water. That over the two men went out side and set themselves down on the log- stumps, which stood ready there, to smoae their sassafras root pipes. The conversation was made up of the banalities of the time and place, and Lucy, who had resumed her knitting, joined in it but little. On a sudden George jumped up and walk ed along the path that led up hill, with hi* eye* fixed intently on th* noon lit ground in front of him. "There's bin somebody heyar." he said with quiel intensity. "Who's bin by beysr? ' he asked turning to Lucy. "Who's gons lo Dick Ashland's ?" "A stranger," the girl replied, casually. "I guess I know who it is," George con- tinued. "I guessed he was bound for Dick's when he was that soft and soapy at Hatcher's. I might a known he was going to Dick Aihland's. "Waal, an' whato' that?" Lucy asked. "Ver mind yewr pot, my girl, the elder Mai-lane retorted, "an' jist look thai yewr fal don'l burn. Thai's whal yew've got to do I reckon. It wur a tall stranger dark, youngish, wui it nol 7" "That's him," Lucy answered. "I told yew, Dave," the elder man con- tinued, turning lo his nephew, "I wur sure of it. I were lhat sure of it that I'd bet a hundred-dollar bill on it. I tell yew, Dick Ashland's jumped gold. Re's, got ahead o' me, an* that thar stranger'i come to help him get it. Damnation he shan't git ahead of me ! This is my country ! He'd a never come hyar if it hadn't a-bic to follow my clew." His hand wandered instinctive!y to the big knife in his bell, and half uusheathtd it. "Dare, 1 ' h* skid, wilh a savage quiet, "come along o' me. I reckon I've got tome- thing to say to yow." The two men strolled away into the night. The girl, still sitting on the log, dropped her kniiling on her lap and listened, with a confused throbbing at her heart, to the sound ot the steps as they died away among the cedars beyoud. (Til BK roNTlXfaD.) THE VORACITY OF BLACK BASS. The Mere They Are fed the trier Tkr> <res le Becssar. A writer in the Forest and Stream chaU as follows: The voracity and pugnacity of the back bast have been favorite theme* with fiihermen for yeirs, but ths charge* brought against the fish in these respects have been general rather than specific, a* a ule, and doubtless many charge* have een brought without foundation in fact. The last report ot the United States Fish Commissioner for 18W, just al hand, adds lo our knowledge of the qualities referred to in the black bass. Generally new waters are stocked, or old waters restocked, by the introduction of adull black bass, but the United States Bat inaugurated the cultivation of young bass, not, however, -a* the young of the talmomdae are cultivated, but by the election and separation of adult bass a spawning time, and the removal of the young after they are hatched naturally. Of a Tot of black baa* tent on to Washing- ton from the Neoeha station many died shortly after arrival, and an examination disclosed th fsct that the fish had been injured by close contact in the cans, broken points of fins being found in their bodies, these wounds causing inflammation and death. Fifteen bass were sent to Wytbeville station where they spawned, sad as soon as "the young were seen for the first time their innate voracity was shown by their attacks on tadpoles and other animal lite that came within their reach " At first food was furnished in the shape of frog and tovl spawn, latter in that of chopped and live fish, twenty to thirty pounds being supplied to them dai ly. Their appetite was uuappeasable, apparent- ly; the more they were fed the hungrier they seemed to bee nme. As they grew older their voracity knew no bounds, and in the absence of other food they hesitated not to devour one another. The report does not say how many of the baat were females, but say that eight were of that sex, and it must be assumed that only the young were left in the pond lo be fed, and if the young of eight black bass consume from twenty to thirty pounds of food per day it will be understood that the question of food for fish** is not one to be lightly considered. I am fully aware that I may be accused of riding the hobby of fish food, but if it had b*n ridden more than it has been in the past there would have been fewer failure* in fi*h culture and fish plant- ing. If fish are to thrive deep water they must have food and plenty of it. Last season I went with a car load of fingerling land-loked salmon to plant them. A number of the fish died in the car, and upon opening ihem they were found gorged with chopped liver. I suggested that th* next car load should not be fed for twenty- four hours before they were placed in the car. They were not fed fur thirty-six hour* before shipment, and were two days on the road. They came through with scarcely any loss, but where turned into the streams, then initact search for food was an object lesson. Ths turning into th* water, the presence of men, th* long journey on the cars, all gave way to a scramble for tome- thing to eat that was amusing to the spec- tator, showing that a hungry fish is very like a hungry man, and must be tr accordingly. AMENITIES OF THE BATTLEFIELD. I >! v In- <l, , ,l..i..,ll. t li.unl xn.l Mhew ri.-milul Lark ef Lelr. Archibald Forbes lays th* abstract theory of the " amenities of war " is preposterous You strain every effort to reduce your ad versa ry lo impotence : he falls wounded whereupon, should he comeinto your hands, you promptly devote all your exertions lo saving his life and restoring him to health and vigor, in order that he may go home and twell the rank* of your enemy. This is, mo doubt, humanity, but it is supremely illogical. Marbot r counts in his memoir* perhaps the most absurd application ever made of the theory of the "amenities." In the battle of Austerlitz a body of beaten Kui- sians, about .">,OUO strong, strove to escape acroan the ice on Ihe SaUohan Lake. Na- poleon ordered his artillery lo fire on the ice, which was shattered, and men and hones slowly settled down into the depths, only a few escaping by means of poles and ropes thrum out from shot* by the French. Next morning Napoleon, ridini; around the position", saw a wounded Russian officer clinging to an ice Hoe a hundred yards oul and entreating help. The Km- peror became intensely inlerested in the succor of the man. Alter many failure*, Marbot aud auolher oth'cer stripped and swam nut, gradually brought the ice floe toward ihs shore, anil laid the Russian at Napoleon's feet. The Kmperor evinced more delight at this rescue lhan he had manifested when assured of th* victory of Austerlili. He had no compunction as to MI' late of the unfortunates whom hii artillery practice of the day before had sent I to their death. ANCIENT GLASSBLOWERS. Tkr r-rlr.ii at rtak al H. inphl klklrel in Ike B. ..uciiui Art. Th* glassblowers of ancient Thebes are) known to have been as proficient in the particular art as is the most scientific craftsmen of the same trade of the present day, after a laps* of forty centuries of co- called " progress." They were well nc- quamted with the art ol staining glass, and are known to have produced that commo- dity in great profusion and perfection. Rosselltm gives an illustration of a piece of stained glass known to be 4,000 years old, which displayed artistic taste of high older, both in tinl aud design. In this case the color is struck througn the vitri- fied structure, and he mentions designs struck entirely in piece* from one-half to three-quarters of an inch thick, the color being perfectly incorporated with the structure of the piece, and exactly the same on both the obverse and teverse side*. The priests of Plan at Memphis were adepts in glaasmakers'art, and not only did they have factories for manufacturing the. oommou variety, but they had learned the vitrifying of the different colors aud the mutating of precious stones to perfection. Their imitations of the amethyst and ot the various other colored gems were so true to nature thai even now, after they have laid in the desert sands from 2,000 to 4, IKK) years, it lakes an experl to distin* fuish the genuine article* from thespunou-. i has been shown that, beside* being expert* in glaasmak ng and glasi coloring, they used ihe diamond in culling and engraving glass. In the British museum there is a beautiful piece of name 1 glass, wilh an engraved emblaxonroert ot the monarch Thothmee III., who lived 3,400 year* ago. THE ELECTRIC CANE .i HHI..I, Arllrle fer I's* a Bark Mgbi. A Vienna electric supply hoots has jut introduced a cane containing au electric incandescent lamp. It i* made of ebonite The upper half can be taken off, and con- tains in the head of out glass the lamp, connected by wire* with three small pUtina- sink element*. The strength of current is four amperes, tension six volts. To fill the battery the lower part ia filled with a fluid patented by the inventor, and the two parts are then firmly joined. Whin the head of the cane it lowered or inclined the lamp emits a brilliant while light, which may be kept up for about two hours. While the cane is carried upright no material is wasted. The fluid can easily be replaced, and anybody can fill the reservoir. Tn- weight of the cane is a Irirle mote than a pound . Folk* are 'ometimn they pray n try to get what