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A few evenings later the soft glow of the lamp upon the studyâ€"table shines Another hymn, and then the beneâ€" diction is pronounced and the congreâ€" gation slowly disperse, the late comer among them with a new thoughtfulness upon his face, and the concluding senâ€" tence of the sermon still echoing in his earsâ€""If ye repent, thougch it be at the twelfth hour, yet ye may be saved." _ His discourse is not studiedly full of rhetorical effects and flowery similes, but it comes straight from his heart of those who listen. . He is eloquent; but it is not that alone but the conviction which he foreâ€" es upon his hearers that what he says is seriously and solemnly true, that gives his words their power. 10 cocnepd en aicieds.. Coudie es IncaAathnd e & venerable man, with a countenance upon which the kindest traits of benâ€" evolence and piety are legibly stamped, enters the pulpit, and leaning slightly forward, in a clear, impressive voice, began to speak. For the first time in long years his feet tread the aizles of God‘s sanctuary; and as he quietly takes his place among the assembled worshippers,spite of himselfâ€"spite of the fact that his chosen associates have been from the ranks of those who declars there is no Godâ€"a strange, unwonted thrill of emotion sweeps over his soul. A lesson from the scripture is being read, and then there is another_ hymn, and then EDNE rmnie ht C EV _ The gentleman starts, roused .effectâ€" ually from the thoughts which have not been pleasant ones, judging from the expression of his face. That he is a genuine music lover it is easy to see, for he Iistens, motion ess, spellbound, as the glorious voice goes on telling its tale of Christian loveâ€"and hope. j At last it stops; a few rich orsan chords follow, and then there is a siâ€" lence. ‘The listener hesitates; then murmurâ€" ing: "I must hear more," ascends the church‘s marble steps. So siying, the speaker turns down a side strcet, and his companion, left alone, walks slowly on. As he passes more than one turn to give a second glance at lis strikingly handsome figâ€" ure. All at ouce, above the Babel of street sounds, sweet and pure as an anâ€" gel‘s tones, a woman‘s voice rings in the words of a grand anthem. _ "Well, [ must leave you, then. J wouldn‘t miss the sport for worlds Goodâ€"bye. Ill see you again toâ€"mor 1t is ten years later. Along a crowdâ€" ed thoroughfare in one of America‘s great cities two gentlemen are strolling. Both are well dressed, but both faces bear the stamp of dissipation. Suddenly pausing, one, the e der of the two, draws out his watch and catchâ€" es his companion‘s arm. "I say, Harry, we must hurry our steps. }You haven‘t forgoatten our enâ€" gagement with Marco at the billiard rooms ?" s «No, I haven‘t forgotten; but I can‘t say I feel disposed to play toâ€"night. I haven‘t been as well as usual the last few days. I thinkTl zo to my rooms and keep quiet for the evening. Make my excuses for meâ€"that‘s a sood felâ€" and.‘ & [t is over in a few moments,. and, eatching the plumed cavalier hat from her sunny curls, sha passes slowly from one to another of the throng who have been attracted by the strange scene, and who now testify their app eciation of the impulse that had "prompted the quixotie act by their liberal resporse companion‘s voice sounds in her ear ; ‘the little Miss said true; we can both Tosan «Poor girl, I am sorry for you," sha says. ‘Let me sing for you. Then these kind people will give me money and I will give it to you, and you can get medicine and Le better." Then, regardless of the. frantic ex: postutory calls for the nurse, clasping her hands ligh:ly before her, she begins in a childish voice the ballad the young TItalian had broken down in while atâ€" tempting to sing. f us rest, for we‘ve made no such, harâ€" est as this since we came to this bleak "Ob, T am sick ! T cannot ever sing again !" . $ "But you must! Get up, or Tllâ€"" His threat remains unuttered, for, with a hasty movement, a child springs from the side of her companion to where the poor Italian girl ‘lies moanâ€" ing upon the grass." _ In the centre of a circle of greensâ€" ward stands the swarthyâ€"bowed Italian, whose eyes are fixed angrily ~upon the girl who, with her guitar slipping from her elasp, anud a ghastly pallor upon her face, has sunk crouching to his )_l] _ :Our story bezins in London,in one of the public parks. Tt is a pleasant afterâ€" nâ€"on and the broad walks are thronged with promena (ers enjoying the mild air and the green grass and flowers, e > \%fix Mingled Threads. BY CARLâ€"BRICKETT She is standing by her husband‘s side, one hand holding his, while the other has taken Elsa‘s hand in its cling= ing, caressing clasp. As she speaks her great, luminous eyes turn from one to the other, and one can almost antici pate her meaning, in their. eloquent glances. â€" The remaining two are ladies;" one fair, goldenâ€"haird, and bright as a dream ‘of Aurora. The other with a dark loveliness that. tells of fureign blood _ / : â€" They are Harold‘s sisterâ€"and wife. Tt is the latter who is speaking,. and we will let our story conclude in her words. In a spacious room, whose walls, hung with rare pictures and lined with as rare volumes, bespeak the tastes of its occupants, there are assembled a group of four,, Of the two gentlemen, in one we recognize Harold Holliare, the other is a tall, stately man, whose gray locks are brushed back from a brow where pain and trouble have left their legible traces, but whose dark eyes now are filled with a Iambent light of happiness instead of the gravity us: val to them. "Harold Hill1are, you may doubt yourself, but you are alone in these doubts," he exclaims.> "If every wactâ€" ed opportunity were atoned for as nobâ€" ly and thoroughly as yours have Leen, the world would be n better place than it is Any girl might be proud and glad to be your wife. Ask Lucia, and if she consents, hand in hand, you can seek the father you have wronged." As Dr. Gray grasps the speaker‘s hand his old eyes are wet with sympaâ€" thetic tears ) You know everything concerning 'my past lie says humbly. "How in early youth, headstrong and selfâ€"willed, I left home rather than submit to par. ' ental restraint; how, blessed with forâ€" tune, I yet used is to pander to soulâ€" ’ destroying love of pleasure, until your words first show« d" to me the darkness of my course. . You are her best friend, ‘and,I come to you to tell me how to act in this case. I am doubtful of myâ€" self. How do I know whether if when removed from your influence, I should muet my former associates, but that. once more the old longings would al come back, stronger for having slept so long ? That is the reason, Dr Gray, why I have never done what I have longed toâ€"returned to ask my father‘s pardon for the trouble I have caused him. . And now, feeling thus, ought I ask this sweet, noble girl to become my wife 1 <As.you answer so it shall be. If you say leave her pure heart unâ€" troubled; you are not a fitting mate for her, then I will take it as it is meant, and obey you to the letrer." _ | A year soes by. The acquaintance between the two young people has Jong since strengthened into friendship; and now, with a frank straightforwardness that pleases the old gentleman, as it tells him that his estimate of his young friend‘s character is a true one, Harold is confessing to Dr Gray that he reâ€" gards Lucia as a friend no longer, but that he loves her as a man only can love one woman once a lifetume; but that before he speaks to her he â€"has come for his advice. l Nature has LDeen very liberal with her gifts to Harold, and the new hope and zeal that have so lately come to change his existence, have added an irâ€" cesistible charm. co his handsome face, which has entirely lost the reckless exâ€" pression that once it habitually wore. And as Lucia Litonie meets the glance of his speaking eyes, and listens to his fluent, entertaining conversation, she is forced to acknowledge to herself that never before has she been so interested in a stranger. Of his history she is igâ€" norant save that he is a friend of Dr. Gray‘s. J And so Harold‘s fate comes to him. Keenly alive to everything beauti-l ful, Lucia‘s purely outlined face with its great, tropical eyes, that glow and’ soften by turns, mirroring every emoâ€" tion, and sensitive, exquisitely curved i mouth, attracts him from the first. Then, too, he knows what as yet »he‘ does notâ€"that she it is who, through | ber glorious voice, had led his steps withia the walls where he had heard the winged words that had opened his eyes to the error of his past and present life, and had forced him first to think, and then to grope for that Truth which never delays its coming to the earnest seeker. CAnd now father, sigcer _ she is And thus it is that a few weeks latâ€" er Harold Hilliare forms one of the pleasant group about the parsonage tea table. . T he guest besides himself is a ladyâ€"the soprano whose sweet voice leads the singing in Dr. Grey‘s Church. "It is truly a brand snatched from the burning, dear wife," Dr. Gray says to his gentleâ€"faced helpâ€"meet. "Had I accomplished no other good in my minâ€" istry, I should still feel that my labor had_not. been_ wasted._ I. would like you to meet this young friend of mine, Mary. . I know you could not help but slmie miv exceeding interest in him. I shall invite him to remain and take tea with us some evening." down upon two heads, ons white with ing. ©I have sumething to add on my the frost of years, the other dark and own part that will fill you. wirh surâ€" glossy as a raven‘s wing, which bend prise, and which I bave waited until together over the pages of the Holy { this moment to tell. Book that lies open before them. And | _ "Listen ! Years agoâ€"about twelveâ€" many other evenings witness the same | a poor little Ttalian musician sank scene. (op romrtedia ns oo hi ie tb n wesd The entire question in each case is: Has there been an assent to the terms offered betore the offer was withdrawn? If so, there is a complete contract which can only be rescinded by the consent of both paities, while before such acceptance its terms are constantâ€" ly open to a modification by either. The offer‘need not be revoked in the same manner as it was made, either; and should A, after making an offer to B, alter his determination and teleâ€" graph B to that effect, which telegram was received by B previous to a reâ€" ceipt of the offer or its acceptance by him, it is a complete withdrawal. Should B delay his acceptance, howâ€" ever, until the receipt of the notice of withdrawal, no acceptance then made could operate to bind A to the conâ€" tract. + For instance: If A should write to B) making a certain offer for certain goods, and B should write accepting such offer, the contract would be comâ€" pleted at the time B posted his acceptâ€" ance, although A might in the meanâ€" time have written another letter withâ€" drawing his offer,.provided that B had mailed his acceptance before receiving the notice ofâ€" withdrawal. . In other words, the contract is complete at the tinge of mailing the acceptance of the offer, and not at the time of the receipt of such acceptance by the party making. the offer. is not operative until it has actually reached the party to whom it is adâ€" dressed. An offer made by mail or telegraph is a continuing and open proposition until its receipt by the party to whom it is addressed, and ‘such reasonable time thereafter as will enable him to accept or refuse it, or until actual noâ€" tice of its withdrawal by the party makâ€" ing that offer reaches the party to whom the offer has been made, and any act done by the party evincing an inâ€" tent to accept it before actually receivâ€" ing such notice of its withdrawal is a completion of the contract. 1t may be withdrawal by the party making it at any time previous to its acceptance by the other, but this notice of withdrawal The question of rights and liabilities under contracts made by correspondâ€" ence, or a series of lrtters or telegram to and from someone in another c ty, in relation to mutual business transacâ€" tions, is one, says the American Merâ€" chant, that is frequently avising in basiâ€" ness life, and with the principles of law governing such contracts of such correâ€" spondence it will be advantageous to most business men to be familiar. Conâ€" tracts thus made are in ‘their nature the same as other contracts and govâ€" erned by the same rules, viz: There must be parties capable of contracting, a subject matter to be contracted for, a suffic eat consideration, and an assent or completion of the contracts, and. it is of the rules governing the determin: ation of this question only that. we pro pose to write now, and to give only those more familiar rules that are well established by adjudicated cases. "But, my kind friends, now you have heard my story; you cannot again say, as you did a while since, that you owe to me more than you can/ ever repay, for your debtâ€"if indeed there be any â€"was paid years ago in advance." "In theâ€"course of time, he too died, and then Dr. Gray, the good man of God, whom my husband loves and veâ€" nerates, willingly took his friend‘s adopted daughter within his protection. Thus it was, that in the same house where he had gamed that christian hope that had so changed and brightâ€" ened his whole existence, Harold also found his wife, whose proudest thought is that she was the means through the workings, of drstiny, of bringing about this happy reâ€"union. "Do you understand ? She who now stands before you and that poor little musician are one and the same person. In America the man who represented himself as my uncleâ€"he confessed upon his deathbed that I was connect ed to him by no ties of bloodâ€"died, and I was left alone. _ Then Providence intervened and shaped my future life A gentleman who had heard and been iuterested in the little singer took the friendless, foreign child to his home. | _ Listen ! Years agoâ€"about twelveâ€" | a poor little Italian musician sank | fainting and exhausted before her hard task master‘s feet. An angel, in the : shape of a fairy child, with a voice of Heaven‘s own sweetness, came to her } relief. _ She sang to the listening throg in her place, and silver and gold ‘pbure(l forth at the macic call of the sympathy her noble impulse aroused in every breast. â€" The little musician had a gooil memory; she treasured up withâ€" in hr mind the face and form of the being whose vorce had been the first in her words of kindness and tenderness By dint of much watching and many enquiries she at last succeeded in findâ€" ing out the name of the benefactress; and when later she left that place and travelled across the waters to the free cour®~y upon the other side she carried with her one bright remembrance. My. friends, the name that, enshrined withâ€" in her heart, was like a talisman around which all the purest and holiâ€" esb impulses of her nature clustered, wasâ€"Elsa Hill:are. When is a Contract Completed ? Waterico Ccunty Chronicle, Ncv. 2, 1893 When we returned from our tour of inspection, we found Mr. Graves on the front porch, with little Herbert on his knee. We had met him before, but had not made much progress in acâ€" quaintance. _ Tho gubject of Mrs. Ames‘ "travelling â€" safe," however, proved to be common ground. _ Laborâ€" saving methods and contrivances are a On hearing this tale, my wife and I were seized with an irresistible desire to go over at once andsee this womanâ€" saving contrivance. . As to appearance, it is not ideal. â€" The:weights hang loose in the cellar; the cords and pulleys are exposed in the pantry. The safe looks rather queer as it comes up through the floor, but it "does the travelling," certainly. _ "And now" said Mrs. Ames to us "I really don‘t think I go down cellar three times a day." And he did. He bought a box of tools, and cut out the floor boards beâ€" tween the wall and the first joist, makâ€" ing a space just large enough to let the safe through. ~He made these pieces intoa trapdoor with cleats. He fastâ€" ened two grooved strips against the | wall, from the céellar floor to the pantry ceiling, and on the back of the safe put two strips of wood to run in the grooves for "guides.‘ Then he serewed two small iron pulleys in the ceiling of the pantry, and ran sashâ€"cord over them, one end goingy down through a hole in the trapâ€"door, and one through a hole in the pantry floor, near the trap. The ends coming through the trapâ€"door he fastened in the top board of the safe; to theâ€"other ends he fastened a set of iron weights, so graded that they could be made lighter or heavier. â€" He balanced the safe‘with weights on the cords in the cellar, then came up stairs and drew the safe up into the pantry. As it came through the floor, of course the trapâ€"door rose with it. _ As it went down,. the trapâ€"door settled into its place. She readily consented. He went down cellar again, she with him. The dishâ€" es containing food were put away in n light @safe," a closet of five shelves, with doors of wireâ€"netting. â€" It stood directly under the pantry. ©I want to know how you could help going up and down, Mr. Graves?" perâ€" sisted Mrs. Ames. ‘"Make the safe do the traveling," replied. . .. \ _ ©Yes," she replied; "I go up and down four times for nearly every meal Sometimes I can do with only three trips, but not often.. I‘m sure to forâ€" get at least one thing." ©I wouldn‘t go at all." said he, in his brief fashion. "How could you help it ?" she asked. He made no answer, ‘but went into the pantry, which is between the kitchâ€" en and diningâ€"room, and then. down cellar,. When heâ€"came up he said : ©YÂ¥ou bought this house, didn‘t you?" ‘Yes," she replied. Suppose you letâ€"me do, a little job of carpenter work on it?" he said. He sat down and watched her as she carried the dishes down stairs, and as she toiled up the lnst time he said : "That makes four trips." One morning, as Mrs. A.nes afterâ€" ward told us, she was going through the perennial operation of dishâ€"carryâ€" ing, when her nextâ€"door neighbor came in. He is an elderly man, rather odd and somewhat shy, who has tuken a great fancy to Mrs. Ames‘ threeâ€"yearâ€" old boy. A eurious sort of intimacy has resulted, and Mrs. Ames says she feels that she knows Mr. Graves probâ€" ably better than any one else in the villace. He talks to her over the garâ€" den‘fence, and sometimes even comes and sits in the kitchen while she is at work. The kitchen is hot in summer, of course; the cellar, fortunately, i1 cool and dry. _ This means that all the food must be taken to the cellar after each meal. . The way from cellar to kitchen "Gs up a winding stair, â€"one of the crooked ones which ingenious builders make, rather than spend a few hours over a better arrangement of the floor plans. f er. . He supposed the house to be comâ€" plete and peifect; and she willingly took it, after a long siege of houseâ€" hunting, perceiving that it was on the whole better than the average of its class. _ _ The Weary Housewife isâ€"or wasâ€"â€" Mrs. Ames, the editor‘s wife, a neighâ€" bor of oursâ€"â€"a young wife and mother, who does her own work. The house they live in, is one which her husband bought when they were. marriedâ€"a modern suburban cottage, "with all conveniences,"â€"in the advertisements. It is one of a number built by a real estate operatorâ€"fairly well arranged, rather showy, but poorly built, after the manrer of such houses.. Her husâ€" band is a typical "literary man," enâ€" tirely helpless when it comes to pracâ€" tical household operations or haudiâ€" work of any sartâ€""has no faculty," his wife‘s oldâ€"fashioned mother saysâ€" Mrs, Ames declares that he doesn‘t know which way to turn a serewâ€"drivâ€" «Well!" exc‘aimed the Weary Houseâ€" wife, "bhe rest of the world may bless the man who makes two blades of grass grow where one grew before : I shall save my blessings for the one who makes a woman.take only one step where she took ten before." And then she told us about the bene factor who had done this fur her. A Womanâ€"Saver g," he Mr. Rondoâ€"And what~ was. his name ? Mrs. Rondoâ€"Why don‘t you write something real good instead of writing so much ? Many a max has made himâ€" self famous forever by a single poem. Mr. Rondoâ€"Who, for instance Mrs. Rondoâ€"Why, the man who wrote Not a drum was heard, not a funeral note 2 . | Mrs rotten. Sing a song of common sense, A mind that‘s full of /7y, A man who knows a thing or two And shows it in his eyeâ€" Who‘s well aware the medicine That‘s bestfor you and me Is always Dr. Pierce‘s Medâ€" Teal Discovery. You can escape just about oneâ€"half the ills that flesh is heir to, by being ready for them. ‘When you feel dull, languid, "out of sorts" generallyâ€"then you may know that some of them are coming. Don‘t llet.them get any furâ€" ther, Brace the system up with Dr. Pierce‘s Golden Medical Discovery. That prevents as well as cures. Tt inâ€" vigorates the liver and the kidneys, purifies and enriches the blood, sha.rp-' ens the appetite, improves digestion,) and restores bealth and vigor. : Our School Days. ’ We find the following in an exchange _| which contains so much of truth that we give it space in our columns. If | there were more of the boys and girls, and young men and women who would make use of all the privileges given them and measure up to the responsiâ€" | bilities thrust upon their life the fuâ€" ture would be much more pleasaut. «[he merry sound of the school bell a few weeks ago rang out the clear balmy air of early fall and brought to the minds of the older people the happy days of long ago when they had listâ€" ened in impatient anticipation for the first sound of the bell. which summoned them to the little school house where unknown to them their happiest. hours were passing away, . Go where we will, mingle in what society and enjoy what pleasures we may, yet down deep in our hearts there is a strong conviction that the jolly .careâ€"free days of our earâ€" ly school life are filled with the sweetâ€" est, purest and most/lasting happiness of all. If this fact could only be realâ€" ized duxing our youth how much more beneficial would be the result. Many there are who became possessed of the idea that school days are days of enâ€" forced imprisonment and the more timé triflod away the more they are getting the better of parents and teachers. How many times in after years is this mistaken fancy brought home to them with a force which brings a Llush of shame to the cheeks as they realize their own shortcomings for which they |. have only. themselves to blame. Life! to the. average schoâ€"l ‘"boy. or girl | stretches out to such an unlimited| length of time that days seem years |â€" and years decades, and a few hours| trifled away cach day is of no material | consequence. When they are. cast adrifté upon the turbulent sea of time, f however, and fore d to battle alone and j unaided in the world where, at this| present time, so many intelligent and y ambitious men and women, are strugâ€" f gling against one another, how bitterâ€" ] ly they will regret every hour, aye evâ€" 1 ery moment, which in their careless inâ€"| nocence they let pass unheedingly. A }, grave responsibility. rests with the|, teachers to impress upon the minds of f young people the importance of these|, years spent in training them for life‘s| battle. A greater duty rests with the C parents, and it is a duty which many sadly neglect, and that is of taking a deep and sincere interest in the school ‘,; life and duties of their children," f That‘s the chief t?oub‘le,” said T ; we don‘t know to think. The man who can see what we ought to see ourâ€" selves, and tell us what to do, is the b:nefactor of mankind." : ""And especially of womankind,"said Mrs. Ames,~Country Gentleman. «Ah, no!" said Mrs. Ames, laughâ€" ing. "That sounds nice, but it isn‘t true. I could have hired a earpenter eas‘lv enough. â€" It was the idea of which I was destitute. I had often thought of a dumbâ€"waiter, but that meant tearing the house half down, as Mr. Graves says. I should hate elimbed those c irly stairs for ten years without conceiving the bold scheme of letting the safe itself go up and down." esanhs 6n Cm NOS sds h ©If women were not so dependent," said my wife. "When we want anyâ€" thing done, we must get some man to do it for us. Now, Mr. Graves has his tools and the skill to use them. If Mrs. Amas had that,she could bave done the whole thing herself." _ 3 "That is a very rough job of mine," said be, ©g was a mere makeshitt. But when things are wrong from the foundation, what are you to do? I say, get the main thing with the least fuss possible. Most people will do nothingâ€"let things go as they are ; a few will tear the house half down, so as to have things right. I say, do the best you can ; don‘t expect to have them just richt." hobby with me, and I soon found that Mr Graves was not merely a man who was "handy with tools," but one w hose thinking went down to principles. . A tallk wi h himâ€"if you can get through the hedge of his shynessâ€"sets one‘s ideas in order. Rondoâ€"Oh, dear me ! I‘ve for Eternal Fame. The Harpers are said to have on hand more than $50,000 worth of ae cepted manuscripts. Servant : "Somebody told her an im portant secret this morning and she has been out all d&y going from house to house visiting her friends." _ Mr. Gabber : "Where is Mrs. Gab ber ?" ~ This article is mostly plain English but I will leave the matter of whether it is true or not to any man in the country who has run a creamery. | T read a short time since the annual report of the Elk Cresk .creamery, of ‘Tr(â€";mpealeau county, Wis., and by it it is to be seen that here is a creamery whose patrons are interested equally with the stockholdersâ€"a state of things ‘that only brings a good profit to both but gives the state of Wisconsin a first: class reputation by the kind of butter and cheese it furnisbes for the market. There is still anotber side to this matter of furnishing a creamery with milk. It is tha means of defrauding those patrons who do take pains with their da.ries, cans, stables, etc., out of money that is, because of their painsâ€" taking due to them. Few, if any, of the men that do this would in a deal of any kind take advantage of a cent‘s value yet they do defraud their brother patrons out of many dollars in a season. While I do not patronize a creamery and have not for over 20 years, I would not like to see the day come when they go down for what would become of our markets were they to Lecome loaded with goods such as would come from a large per cent cf those who toâ€"day supâ€" ply the creamerics ? â€" It seems hard to make this assertion, but I am quite of the opinion that is true that oftentimes men feel a little better when they think a creamery is losing instead of making money, on the ground before mentionâ€" ed that if one man losey of! course the other must sain. Now, these are no cases of imaginaâ€" tion but what can be seen in almost any dairy section and that the men that think that because the man they are doing business with has lost $500, they must of course have made some: thing out of his‘loss. They do not conâ€" sider the fact that another creamery in their vicinity is paying more per hunâ€" dred for their milk than ‘they get and that the proprietor and the patrons are both ‘making reoney out of the business. So the question arises. . "What will be the result of the business where a man loses $500 per month ?" â€"He certainly. would be foolish to continue the busi, ness long and then where will these ‘patrons be who do not have enough inâ€" terest in the business to furnish clean clean wholesome milk ? What sort of stuff would they make from such milk with the spparatus they would have when an expert workman with the best of everything. to work with fails ? When tle time comes every patron of a creamery hasâ€"enough interest in its success to furnish nothing but the best of milk, clean and sweet, there will be a greater advance made in dairying than has yet been seen and the butter and cheese made will be of such a qualiâ€" ty that thedemand will crowd the supply. stack to a steam mill. Others there are who think‘the rinsing of a can with cold water is all the cleansing it needs and while they sson become accustom: ed to the raroma of their cans, do not think that to smell cf the can one would hardly know which had been last in 1t putrid meat or milk. - 7 T C uy Another milk wagon I saw about equal to the first and it was a hard matter to tellswhether it carried a milk can or a section of some old smoke i. After hesring of this man‘s loss and the cause of it I have taken pains. to look at some of the ways that the patâ€" rons of this creamery handled the milk and what they handled it in. At one place I saw the milk wagon standing in a yard at the end of the milking place and around it was mud and man. ure and it had chance to take all the odors from the stables as the air blew through it. â€" The platform cf the milk wagon was all bedaubed with filth and an inch or more thick and to drive beâ€" hird this wagon on a warm, sultry night one would, by the odor, think he‘ was near a phosphate factory. Mess t ‘ H. S. Matteson, president of the O1â€" sego county, N. Y., Dairynm.an‘s Assoâ€" ciation writes the following interesting |nrticle in the Practical Dairyman. ‘‘A dairymanâ€"who patronizes a crenmâ€" irry said to me, in a sort cf chuckling [way, a short time since, that the prcâ€" ‘prietor of his creamery lost .?50(5 on nis May milk. To other words his butter and cheese sold that much short of the cost of the milk. Now let us see about the size of this state of thiugs and see bow it came about. The proprietor of this creamery had figured on the basis of the price of a firstâ€"class article of butter and clreese and fixed the price he could pay per hundred for milk, had employed expert workmen and had every reason to expect to produce noth: ing but firstâ€"class goods. But among bis patrons were men who cared for nothing only that from some source their pay . should come. They were furnishing him milk, poor in fats, filthy in quality, and in any shape but a good clean one, and although he had the best of apparatus and the most expert help hecouldonly makea secondâ€"class article. A Day of Enjoyment How a Creamery Lost $5300 "What 17 exclaimed the bass drumâ€" mer, "you vant dot I should blay in dot chestout tune taâ€"raâ€"raâ€"boom ?" "Certainly." «"Dot vill gost you von dollar und sefentyâ€"five cents more." "What for €. 3 "To bay for der egstra wear and tear on der drum." on‘ The total number of foreigners in England and Wales on the night of the census was 186,000 aud 935,000 of them slept in London. _ Of the foreign popâ€" ulation in London, Germans are the inost numerousâ€"about 27,000. Rusâ€" sians (if Poles are iocluded) number nearly as many. Frenchmen in Lonâ€" don are given at over ten thousand, and Americans at between six and rovâ€" thousand, of whom nearly five thousand are natives of the United States.. The Germans appear to have thirty posts in our national and iegal Government. Of our female teachers more than sixteen hundred are German. _ The German deâ€" votion to music/is illustrated by the fact that 1198 of our musicians are of German origin. » Germans compele more severely than any other nationalâ€" ity with our domistic class, in which their numbers exceed five. thousand. Nearly 2000 Germans compete , with our commercial class, in addition to about 400 disputing the business of the road with the commercial traveliers. On our canals, »ivers and seas over three thousand have employment. In business connected with our food sup: ply, as many as 4500 are engaged. The German bakers in England aud Wales alone are nearly three thousand. But the most impressive fact in the tables regarding the occupation of foreigners is the number of Russian tariors in the countryâ€"between ten and eleven thousâ€" aud. . Aboutâ€"eight thousand Scandinsâ€" vians are in our merchant service. Of the Italian community 1400 »re music teachers, about 1000 are costermongers (ice cream vendors?), and 400 are conâ€" fectioner and pastrycooks. REFUSE CHEAP ImiTAT:IONS There‘s Nothing & â€" Like a» Eomm isd1 IT DOES AWAY wiTH Boiling : HARPD RURRBING BACKACHES _ soRrE HANDS â€" No other smoking tobacco seems to have supplied the universal demand for a cool, mild, sweet smoke like the "Orp CHunrt." ‘The name is now a household word and the familiar package has beâ€" come a memberof the family. CUT PLUG:. Old Chum Plug. Curfosities of the English Census, SOoAP ANOTHER WaSHâ€" DaY co BY wiTtHour TRYING LET &A Eusiness Boom. MONTREAL Sunlight t a PNC Re E4