THE JOURNAL.WEDNESDAY, FEB. C, 1884.

Zsterel at tie PertsS:i, Cdsnta, Srt., u nasi-elt-sitter.

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TP0JLLY. . '

Dear woman 1 Strange it is that ska.Such opposites involves: :

And very deep a man must boWho that eniffma solves.

Just view her as she, smiling', stands;A paradox is there;

Look at her soft and dimpled hands--Yethow she bangs herhair!

How woman studies to unitsEconomy with taste :

But spite of that, you'll find I'm right.She loves a little waist.

In such soft arms there seems tobJust strength to wield a fan;

But 6till you'll find how thoroughlyShe shakes a poor young man.

Her unassuming modestyThe mind with wonder fills;

But then Just see how easilyShe puts on lots of frills.

But woman's Tieart is kind and warmHer faults are trivial, small:

Her beauty lends to all a charmHer love atones for all.

ITm. J. C. Taylor, in N. T. Mun.

BILL SMILEY'S SCARE.

Bill Smiley was a light-fingere- d, en-- Ilerpnsing young man, wuu uupuicuhis leisure 03-- appropriating other peo-ple's property whenever he .cjot thechance. He was a jobbing carpenter bytrade, but his chief occupation was thatof a railway theif. The method leadopted was" to travel short distanceson the different suburban lines,- - withthe object of picking up stray umbrel-las, hand-bag- s and other portable

which were insufficiently guarded;by their owners. He had an innocentway of rushing from a railway carriagejust as the tram was moving off, -- seizing,

in his hurry and confusion; some-bo- delse's nat-box.- or umbrellafrom

the rack. On the comparatively rareoccasions when his mistake was dis-covered before it was too late to rectifyit, his profuse apologies were generallyaccepted with more or less credulity.But, as a rule, he managed to get clearaway with his spoil, and, so skillfullyand cautiously aid lie conduct his oper-ations, that ho has never yet been con-victed, though he was .painfully con-scious that the police had their eyeupon him.

One evening, feeling inclined for alittle excitement, he took a third-clas- sticket at the Charing-Cros- s station onthe District Bail way, London, andstrolled down on the platform. Keep-ing a sharp lookout as he lounged aboutwaiting for a train to the West End, hisattention was attracted by the suspi-cious demeanor of a tall Yankee-lookin- g

man. who seemed anxiousobservation, and made his way to thefar end of the station. He carriedcarpet-ba- g, which he carefully placed onthe ground, while he walked up anddown in front of it. Bill remarkedthat, when any one chanced to ap-proach, the man mounted guard overthe carpet-ba- g in a very resolute man-ner. He tried the experiment himself,and felt convinced that the contents ofthe bag must bo valuable. As the re-sult of deliberate observation, he cameto the conclusion that the mysteriousstranger was not easy in his mind abouthaving the bag iii his possession, fromwhich it was not difficult to surmisethat he had not come by it lawfully.While these reflections were crossingBill's mind, a train came into thestation, and, in the midst of the confu-sion which ensued, he saw the strangertake a step forward and accost a pass-ing guard. A few words were ex-changed between them, during whichBill yielded to a sudden impulse whichprompted him to seize hold of thestranger's bag and make off with it.

Before there was a chance of his de-linquency being dicovered. Bill hadleaped into the train, which was alreadybeginning to nioce. He felt a little bitdismayed at what he had done, for hewas accustomed to act with much morecircumspection. The chances were thatthe stranger would immediately com-municate his loss to the railway off-icial, who would at once telegraphdown the line. This uncomfortableprospect caused Bill to break into acold perspiration, for familiarity withthe danger of being apprehended fsrrobbcrj' had not bred contempt for theordeal. But by degrees he began tobreathe more freely as he recollectedthe stranger's evident reticence. If,as Bill suspected, the man had reasonsfor desiring to conceal his identity, hemight prefer to put up with his lossrather than create a disturbance.

But still Bill did not feel at all com-fortable, and he hastened to stow thebag under the seat, so that it might notattract the attention of the guard incase he was warned to look out for it.While he was thus occupied the passen-ger who was .sealed opposite to him ob-served facetiously:

"That ain't dynamite, is it, mate?""No," replied Bill, with a grin,

though he was secretly vexed at hismovements having been noticed. "It'sthe coat I'm agoin' to wear to-nig- htwhen I have supper with the Prince ofWales and the rest of the royal fami-ly."

But, strange to say, the facetious re-mark of his fellow-passeng- er made anuncomfortable impression upon BillSmiley by suggesting to his mind avery disquieting suspicion. He hadhitherto assumed that the bag con-tained valuables of some kind or other;but on that point, of course, he had noactual knowledge. Now he came tothink of it, it was possible that the con-tents of the bag might be very differ-ent from what ne bad bargained for.This view of the question assumed anominous significance when he recollect-ed the demeanor of the strauger andhis outlandish appearance. Bill wasfamiliar, like every one else, with therecent Fenian outrages. Supposing thestranger belouged to the dastardlygangwho went about causing death and des-olation by means of infernal machines!

Bill could not help shifting uneasilyin his seat when he thought of the bagreposing snugly underneath him. Uwas very easy to scoff at the notion' ofits being the instrument of a diabolicaloutrage. For some reason or other hefound it impossible to dismiss the sus-picion from his mind. His fellow-passenge- r's

aimless remark seemed to haveacted upon him like a revelation, and,in spite of himself, his suspicions beganto grow into a sort, of dreadful forebod-ing. He now recollected that when helifted the bag he heard a strange rat-tle inside it, and the sound was repeatedwhen he was putting it under the seat.Trifling as this circumstance was, ithelped to increase his uneasiness.Whether his adventure had flurried' hisnerves, or his state of health renderedhim liable to morbid fears, it is certainthat he soon became firmly convincedthat the prize for which he had riskedhis liberty was an infernal machinewhich might blow him to atoms at anymoment.

The facetious fellow-passeng- er, re-marking Bill's perturbation, whichplainly showed itself in his pale face;good-natured- ly asked if he was ill, andoffered to put the window down. Thisfriendly interference caused --Bill to col-lect his scattered wits 'and to refectseriously what he had better do. Hisimpulse'was to seize the bag and hurlitinto the darkness. But he was re-strained from doing this, partly fremfear of the consequences and partlyfrom a lingering hope that his bootymight be really valuable after all. Itan explosion resulted from the bag-be- vlag dropped into the tunael, he wouldb immediately apprehended as the au-Ik-

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hand, some fiendish .machinery- - mightbe at work inside the bag at that verymoment, which rendered his hesita-tion almost suicidal.

This last reflection brought on a sortof frenzied desperation which impelledhim to take immediate action. He felthe could not sit still another momentand risk being blown up, even on thechance of his booty proving valuable.He resolved to get out at the next" sta-tion,.a- nd

leave the bag to its fate.After all, he whispered, to himself.-i- twas more than probable thateven ifthe contents of the bag turned out to beinnocuous, they would not compensatehim-fo-r ifie risk the. possession jof Jtbyebag would involve. . '"Bill did 'riot stop to "reflect that hislast argument was rather, ofv the. 'soargrapes order, nor did it occur to himthat he was, perhaps, imperiling tlielives of his fellow-passenge- rs by leavingthe bag behind him. His only anxietywaste get away from it, and, conse-quently, on reaching the next station,which was Victoria, he suddenly jumpedup arid got' out of the. train; but, beforehe had time to make good. iLs.escape,he was hailed from behind by severalvoices, including the uard, who cameland touched him on the shoulder.

Hi! You've left your baggage,"said the official, curtly.

Bill turned round involuntarily, andbeheld his facetious fellow-passeng- erstanding in the doorway of the carriageheihad just left, holding the fatal bagin one hand and gesticulating violentlywith the other. It was a trying mo-ment, for, while Bill shrank from lay--in.w a linger on the hair, he uul notknpw how to avoid doing so. lofre- -pqdiate all knowlcugo of it would atonce arouse which would.lead to unpleasant disclosures, liias-nuo- h

as several persons ha I seen it in"his possession. A wild idea of eekingsafety in Uight 'crosseo ins nnnu lor aninstant, but on looking round, he per-ceived that sovcral of the' passengers inthe train and nearly all the people onthe platform,, including the porters andguards, were htHrinjr at. him. Tinspublicity was too much for CillSmilcy'smodesty, and he hastened to put anend to tho scene by claiming his nrop-ert-y.

He Walk'e I tip . to the railwaycarriage and received" the bag from hislate fellow-passenge- r,- who remarked:- -

"Young man, if it hadn't been forme you would have had to dine atMarlborough House in your second bestsuit, which would have been a pity!" ,

Bill thought this was the most ghastlyjoke he had ever heard in his life; buthe did not say so. In fact, he was tooagitated to speak at all, 'for directlythe bag was put into his, hands he againheard.the ominous' rattle inside it. Hethought he should, have dropped it, sofrightened was he by- - the sound. Butall the while he Was conscious that agood manypeople were looking' at him,which was a new source" of danger,for, as we" know, he had the strongestreason for not obtruding himself toomuch.upon the public gaze.

He therefore made his way as quick-ly as possible through the crowd andnn the stairna.se. Once in the street, heimagined he would have' no "difficultyin disposing of the bag". Meanwhile,however, every time he moved the rat-tling sound inside it sent- - a thrillthrough his nerves, anil he almo-- t gavehimself up for lost. So cruel was hissuspense that an explosion would havebeen almost a relief, if it had left himia a condition to realize his sensations.

At length he reached -- the street, butunder the first lamp-po- st stood a po-liceman, who eyed him very suspicious-ly as he approached. Perhaps be knewBill by sight, or guessed from somesubtle indication that the bag was notin its-- nropcr ownership. Bill wouldhave handed over the bag with his mo3tfervent blessing, if that would have sat-isfied the '.ofhcial; but. of .course, itwould have been sheer foil' to do so.The' very nature of the contents of thebag might get him into serious diffi-culties. There was nothing for it butto assume an 'air of bravado, and swag-ger past as.though be .had a perfectly,easy, conscience. This ho. succeeded indoing to his own satisfactipn, but un-fortunately the constable still seemedto have his doubts about him. -- WhenBill glanced over his shoulder he per-ceived that the officer was strollingleisurely after him, apparently for the-purpos-

of keeping him in view. Thisvigilance was especially embarrassing,for it compelled him to avoid any ap- -,pearance of haste, and prevented himfrom carrying out his design of depos-iting his burden on the first convenientdoorstep.

Half dead with sheer fright, and inof suppressed excitement. Bill

made his way in the direction of .Vic-toria Street, holding tho bag .with theutmost tenderness, yet longing to dropit and take to his heels. On turningshortly, .however, he perceived, that thepoliceman was still steadily followingin his wake. Probably the truth wasthat the officer was. only pursuing hisbeat, and had forgotten Bill .long ago.But unfortunately, this soothing reflec-tion did cot occur, to Bill at the moment,and, in his desperation, he availed himself of an expedient which suddenlv

resented itself. The street door of aEouse happened to open just as he waspassing, and a maid sen-an-t came outon the doorstep and looked up anddown the street. Before she had per-ceived him. Bill had coolly placed thebag in her hands, and was preparing tohurrv away.

"Hi!" exclaimed the girl. "What isthis?"

"For your master," answered Bill,over his shoulder.

"I ain't got no master. Hi! stop!"cried the girl, raising her voice as hevanished.

"I say, mate, somebody's a calling ofvou!" said an officious errand boy, asBill plunged across the road.

"Hi! Stop there! You're wanted!"cried another passer-b- y, in stentoriantones.

There seemed to his excited imagin-ation a general disposition on the partof the by-stand- to impede his flight,and he hastily concluded that it would.Be wiser to .yield to the hue "and cry..He would stjck to his story that lie hadbeen iold to leave the baj at that par-ticular house, aud. he probably wouldsucceed "in making the girl believe him.With this object he retraced his steps;gathering assurance as he walked, but,as ill-lu- ck would have it, who shouldstroll up at the same moment but hisvigilant enemy, the constable.

"Hi! You've made a mistake.. Thisdoesn't belonjr here." There is no nameon it." said, the girl, as he .approached. .

"What is the matter?" inmiired the Iconstable, in a casual way. .

."Q! nothinjr. I've made a mistake.r.suppose, as the young lady says so,"answered Bill, hastily.

He mechanically held out his handfor tb bag as he spoke, but failed tograsp tne Aandle, and it fell throughhis fingers on to the-groun- d. Billstarted back in consternation, fearinghis last moment had come, and simul-taneously he felt himself collared by theconsume. t

uHnllo! young fellow. - What doesthis inean? exclaimed the officer.

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ssary explanations. Daring .the jour-ney; Bill's reflections inclined to bitter-ness as he realized how foolishly he hadabandoned a rich prize. The metallicrattle which had startled him had beendue to careless packing, and, altogether,he perceived that he had fallen a vic-tim to a senseless scare. Needless tosay, his ingenious story of having re-ceived the bag .from a namelessstranger was not considered satisfac-tory, and as the .valuables were identi-fied by a pawnbroker in the Strand,whose premises had been burglariously'entered during the evening. Bill re- -ceived the full credit pLthe transaction

i and was rewarded accordingly..,. . . " m.....m j. .

Speculators in Oil.

The petroleum business during twelve,months past has been almost entirely,revolutionized, particularly the specu-lative markets. A year ago a mostdisastrous panic in the petroleum mar-kets 'swept away fortunes large andsmall. The. millionaire lost thousandsand ttie merchant, in a small way,hundreds of 'dollars. A 'phenomenaladvance in prices, based -- on the rapiddecline of the famous Cherry Grove re-gion, had induced rich and poor aliketo" invest in oil for a better future, andall .alike spread their money on in thinmargins, when an unscrupulous cliqueof oil gamblers, with aid of theStandard Oil Company, the most nefa-rious of monopolies, conspired to bringabout a panic. The local money marketwas wrought upon and made so string-ent that borrowers on oil collateralwere'" uo'mpelled to pay for money tocarry their oil at . the rate of overseventy tier cent, per annum. Whilethe holders of certificates were staggering under this onerous carryiug-rat-o

clique brought in a well ou theCooper tract, in comparatively newterritory. Which had been nursed for-mor- e

than a for this purposj.-Th-ewell starte'd at upwards of 500 bar- -,

rels a day, but to'add to consterna-tion which folIowcdit opening the firstreports greatly over-estimat- ed the pro-duction. As the market broke the nar-row margins gave out and brokers be-came wild to sell out customers and.save themselves. A few days latter,the tales of ruin and desolation beganto come in from every quarter. Bankssuspended payment, oil producers tiedin disgrace from their debts and numer- -ous 'others were ruined financially..The. widespread disaster produced bythat panic showed that oil speculationhad extended wonderfully Jduring thefew weeks preceding, when" the marketwas advancing .rapidly and theable panic marKea me. peginning oi anew era in oil speculation. Before thattime" a few persons put -- prices up ordown at will and those who know whatthe will of the Standard monopoly wasknew what the course of the marketwould be. The first notable instance ofcontradiction to that sovereign will was-th- e

blind pool which came into themarket last" May with a capital suffi-cient to control about one-ha- lf the oilstocks, or $15,000,000. For a time theStandard made an unsuccessful eflbrttor stenrthe rising tide, but finally thebears of "the trade turned against thesyndicate and. compelled it . .to retirewithout a profit and it is confidentlyasserted by many that it sold out at aloss on its investment. Since then theforces wording in th'e market have heinpowerful ones. Heavy New York capi-tal estranged 'from stocks has beenturned into .oil as a more profitablechannel, and the boom started on the9th of November by the Standardproved to be a comparatively small af-fair, owing to- - the resistance of thiscapital,- - which, when the boom wasstarted,- carried a large amount of longoil, the selling of which broke themarket again aud again as it was forcedupuntil the boom had to be abandoned,temporarily at least.

To get the best possible view of thesituation at present 1 have questionedseveral of the most prominent dealersand producers.- - One broker said: "Itis hot now as. formerly that one manor a few. parties canT. manipulate themarket. . While-one- . clique or factionare plotting-t- o break the market andforce it down, another-equall- y as strongmay be .ettiug up the pins for a bullmovement, in which case the balanceof power may be held by a comparat-ively- unimportant party. The capitalengaged in the,buiness is so la"ge thatany movement is necessarily slow com- -

with those of a few years ago.'he time was, "and it was not long ago

either. When the' Standard could pickup. nearly all -- the- certificates by bearmanipulation, and-the-n easing up sendthe market on a while it unloadedagain. Now there are many investorswho buy on- - a low market, and nomatter what tactics are brought to bearthev hold on to their oiluntil they canrealize a good profit. This elementkeeps a large share of the certificatesout of the Standard's hands. TheCleveland monopoly is still thegrcatestfactor in the market, but has not thatabsolute power which it had." Oil CityCor. Philadelphia Times.

Dangers ef Competition in Girls' Schools.

One of the practices most energetic-ally relied ou in the higher class ofgirls' schools is that of the competitionof one scholar with another. In someof them this competition is terrific. Itextends to every subject; it becomes sokeen as to put each girl who is in theforemost rank in a fever-hea- t of emula-tion before the examinations. In somocases it overmasters every other feelingfor the time being. No doubt, from thoschoolmaster's point of view, it is thevcrvlhing he wants. In his professionalenthusiasm he aims at the highestmental result. He is not professionallyinterested in the health or the specialnervous constitution of his girls; hedoes not regard them as each one amedico-psychologic- al entity and prob-lem. I don't say this by way of re-- E

roach. All good men try to attain theighest result in their special depart-

ments. The educator has no means ofknowing the constitution and hereditaryweakness of his. girls that the motherof one died ot consumption, that thefather of another was insane, thatneuralgia is hereditary in the tami-thir- d,ly of a that one has beennervous; another bad convulsionswhen a baby, another has beenthreatened with- - - water in thehead.- - etc. His own education andtraining' have not- - taught him tonotice or know the meaning of narrowchests, or great thmuess, or stoopingshoulders, or very big heads, or quick,jerky movements, or dilated pupils, orwant of appetite, or headaches, or irri-tability, or back-ache- s, or disinclina-tion to bodily exertion. But all thesethings existin abundance in every bigschool, and the girls handicapped inthat way are set into competition .withthose' who are strong and free fromrisks. It is the most nervous, excitableand "highly strung girls who throwthemselves into the school competitionmost keenly. And they, of course, arejust the most liable to be injured by it.All good observers say the intensity offeeling displayed in girls' competitions! ensflater than amonir lads, and that

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agony-o-f ajsprehension, ventured to there is far mora.apt to arise pe"fsonalopen them again,-- and perceived that "mus. ,Giris don't take a beating sothe .shock of the fall bad burst open the quietly as boys. Their moral

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contents of which were scat-- tn.' while in some ways stronger thantered upon the doorstep. To his amaze--th- at of $f especially at that age, suf-me-

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tney consisted of a miscellaneous m S.f disturbmsr cris.ollection of silver plate and jewelry. The,wholething greater liold ofwhich Madequite animpesiag display. them-gJd-ore real.- -S. Clouston, M.The articles "had evidently been bu- n- 0-. tn&putar Science Monthly.died uneeremoniouslyiBto' the bag, and. .'.. .:;y - ,'were, no doubt, the proceeds ofsome Yu will observe this, tne devilrecent robbery. v .never offers to-g- into partnership with

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The Man in the Bottle.The gilded neck of a contrivance

fashioned in the similitude of a cham-pagne bottle towered above the heads oftho throng in Sixth avenue. A pair oflegs protnided from the bottom. Halfway up, on the side which faced in thedirection of its progress, was a smallopening, with a grating across it. Step-ping alongside, the reporter rapped nearthe grating:

- "Who!s there?" came a challenge inhollow tones from within; .

.The response, "A friend," suggesteditself, and .was spoken.. .. i;What;doyou want?", sai.d the.yoice.

"Want .to ask how. you like this'thing." . ,m

The bottle became, communicative,and as it toddled along. up the avenuethe voice said: "It all depends on theweather. A man as understands thebusiness will accommodate himself tothe seasons. He will tote a banner, ormaybe carry a lettered umbrella or weara painted linen duster during the heatedterm, take to boards when the season ofraw northeast winds comes on, and gointo a bottle for the winter. Boards isbetter than banners in cold weather.The wind always blows up or down thestreet, so a feller is pretty well protectedmost of the time. When he comes to acrossing, if he finds the wind whistlingacross pretty sharp, he can walk edge-ways, and protect himself. But in right-dow- n

cold weather a bottle is as muchbetter- - than boards as a double-breaste- dbeaver overcoat is better than a liver-pa- d.

"Then, again, in hot weather, no manas knows himself will go into a bottle,without lie happens to be a chap as hasseen a good deal better days, and don'twant to be recognized by his friends.Take a ward politician in reduced cir-cumstances, f'rinstance he don't wantto.be seen carrying a banner or betweenboards; so he is glad enough to go intothe. bottle for tne heated term. Thenthere is once in a while a chap as haareasons for sort o' keeping ont of view,you know, and he is ready for the bottleany time in the year, I ain't telling nonames, but I knew a party what keptaway from the police for a month ormore, till they got off his track, by doingthe bottle act. He used to toddle alongthe avenue, right by the side of the de-tectives who was looking for him. Hewasn't any of your poverty-stricke- nsort, but lived like a lighting cock-car-ried

a bottle of the best old stufiinhis coat pocket, lunched 'on boned sar-dines when he was loafing along, andsmoked real Havanas. The smoke?Oh, that was all right. He blew it outof the lookout, and, if anybody saw it,they thought it just curled up from thecigar of somebody else who was pass-ing.

"We ain't all so tony as this chapwas," the voice went on; "but we man-age to have a good many comforts. Mycupboard ain't --very replete with luxu-ries, but I can offer you a hunk of ginger-bread, half a sandwich and a clay pipeof tobacco, Generally speaking, it ain'tsafe to light a pipe till dusk, and thenyou have to be careful when you lightup, and to hold your hand over the bowlwhen you smoke. But the neck of thebottle holds the smoke in, and you cansnuff it up half a dozen times before itgets out.

"Heavy?" the voice said, in responseto an inquiry. "Not very. You see,this thing is made of a sort of oil-clo- thover a skeleton like a hoop skirt. Thewhole business don't weigh much morethan an ulster. For a rainy day thereain't nothing like it. No matter howhard it pours you're dry as a husk. An-other advantage of being in a bottlewhen the weather is suitable is that youcan go against the wind about as goodas with it presents a smooth androunding surface, and you don't getblown all over the sidewalk, as you dowith big flat boards.

"Oh, a bottle is good enough for mo tillnext May," said the voice at parting."Come around and call again during thewinter. If I don't recognize yourknock, just sing out, and I shall knowyour voice." N. . Sun.

In Japanese Hotels.The front of the house is entirely open

to the street in the daytime. Whatserves for the office is in the front room.The kitchen is also in front. One willnearly always see a list of prices forlodging hung in the neighborhood ofthe kitchen.

As you ride by a hotel on a hot day itlooks very inviting. If the house be alarge one, you will see room after roomstretching backward. In the center ofthe house is an open court, in which isa Japanese garden, such as no one elsecan make. Rockeries of old andcuriously shaped rocks, plants andflowers artistically arranged, and some-times a little pond with goldfish. Theparlor is the back room of the house.There is really very little difference inrooms, as none of them have one solitary-piec- e

of furniture. The wood-wor- kof a parlor is sometimes verv pretty,and there are pictures, with sometimesa poem written in large characters onsilk, hanging on the walls. Theserooms are generally scrupulously clean.The floors of all Japanese houses arecovered with thick straw mats. Onentering a hotel (or any house), yourhoes must come off. A Japanese never

wears anything heavier than a stockingwhile in the house. Whereyer thereis any wood-wor- k in the floor, it is kepthighly polished, as are also the ve-randas, which are an indispensable ac-companiment to a hotel, as it is bythem that the various rooms are reached.The wood is so smooth that it will showa scratch, or the mark made by a nailin a shoe, as easily as a polished tablewould do so.

On arriving at a hotel you are shownto a room, and a girl waiter immediatelybrings tea and cake. The Japanesecustom is to give a little present ofmoney at this time; a greater or lesssum, according to the amount of atten-tion you may demand.

The prices of lodging are generallyfixed at stated sums for first, second andthird class lodgers. This price includessupper, breakfast and lodging. Guestsdo not remain in a hotel during the day,excepting at the summer or health re-sorts. By eight o'clock in the morningthe hotel is empty. Meals are invaria-bly served in the different rooms. Thisrequires a large number of waiting-girl-s.

Food is served on small low tables,just raised from the floor. The price offirst-cla- ss lodging (with meals) is aboutthirty-fiv- e cents. That is to Japanese.Foreigners are charged for room rentand for all the food served. Last JulyI put up at a hotel over night. MyJapanese teacher was with me. He hadone parlor and I had another. Ourfood, rooms, bedding were preciselyalike. He was charged fortysfive senfor lodging and room; I was chargedfifty sen for room only, and.Un additionfor every separate item of food. I re-fused to pay my bill, but finally wasobliged to pay it, or I should have mademyself a great deal of trouble. Mosthotels prefer not to take foreigners atany price. Of course, where we areserved with chairs, table and a bed, weare willing to pay extra for them. Butyou seldom find these articles except onthe main roads of travel. One must betired in order to sleep on the floor,lying on one thick blanket, with anothersimilar one for a cover.

There is no possible way to fasten theroom at night. There are no doors likeour doors. The division between rooms,as1 well as between the room and theouter veranda, is nothing but paper;paper-slidin- g doors, which can be liftedont of' their grooves with the greatest ofease, converting the' house into onelarge -- room. I have slept (?) for a

number of nights in a room, all foursides of which could be taken away inJive minutes time, and which, of course,could bo opened by any one. Strangeas it mav seem, there is very seldomanything'like robbery. Things must beleft about the room" as one cannot putall his pov.isdons under the pillow.Boston Transcript.

Social Shams.

"Society is a sl::m."' says lhet sagerand the truth of trie remark is daily be-ing proven. The. devices adopted bysociety belles to outshine each other aremany and numerous, the latest thathascome to light being ihe hiring of costlyjewels for some swell'party or reception.While most of the ladies who have anentree to the high spcial circlo in thiscity are very wealthy, there are somewho are comparatively poor, but owingto family connections belong to 'the up-per tendom, and are to be seen at mostof the high-tone- d parties and receptions,dressed elegantly and wearing jewelsthat cost fabulous prices. A Chroniclereporter noted this circumstance andlong sought a solution of it without suc-cess, until a few days ago, when themystery was solved accidently. The re-porter was talking to the proprietor ofone of tiie largest jewelry establishmentsin this city, when ayoung lady, who wasrecognized as a society belle without adowry, entered and asked if ber dia-monds were ready. "Yes," replied theproprietor, a he produced a case con-taining a necklace and a pair of ear-rings, composed of large solitaires, andhanded them to the young lady, who,after examining them for a moment de-parted with the jewels.

"Has your customer married somerich old man, who supplies her withsuch costly jewels?" queried the re-porter.

"No," replied tiie jeweler, "she isstill single. Those diamonds belong tome, and she has only hired them towear at Mrs. Blank's reception thisevening. You look astonished," con-tinuedt- he

jeweler, and in answer toother questions he said: "The hiring ofcostly jewels for an evening is not byany means a new thing in this city, andI do quite an extensive business in thatline. You would be surprised if Inamed some of my customers who hirejewelry. The set "that young lady justtook away from here is the most ex-pensive 1 have in the store. I chargeher ten dollars for the use of the dia-monds for this evening, and she willexcite the envy and the jealousy of herfriends. It's singular thatyou newspapermen have never heard of it before,"continued the jeweler. "It's as com-mon almost as the hiring of dress suitsby gentlemen Wc change the settingsof tne jewels frequently so as to enabledifferent people to wear the same setwithout exciting suspicion. Occasion-ally I have rented .sets for a season toladies who summer at Santa Cruz, Mon-terey, or other resorts. In the case pfstrangers, I, of course, require a depositof the full value of the jewels, but themost of my patrons are well known andnever fail to return the jewelry on timeIf they were ever tempted to retainthem the fear of exposure and socialdisgrace would deter them.

"Then in addition to hiring out jewelsthere is another branch of my businesswhich is aNo novel, it being nothingmore or les than the renting of silverservices. Antique designs are most infavor, and many a resident has exhib-ited my services to his guests as highlytreasured heirlooms. This branch oibusiness is handsomely paid for. Thenagain, we are frequently called on tosupply bric-a-br- ac for weddings and torent line silver services, jewels, etc., toswell the list of bridal presents andmake a fine display." San FranciscoChronicle.

The Ilonie-Da- v.

Thanksgiving was not made. Itgrew out of the devout cravings of ourforefathers for a festal day. Theybanished Christmas and the otherfestivals of tho mother land. But thereligious and social wants of the peopledemanded a day whereon they might byfeasting and rejoicing, thank the Lordfor the blessings of the year.

The meeting-hous- e, the school-hous- e,the home and the farm made Thanks-giving tho Feast of Ingathering, theHarvest Home, and most beneficent ofall, the day of the Home Flitting. Thecharacteristics stamped upon the day atits origin still retain their sharp lines.It has migrated from the home of itsbirth, and become by reason of itssweet scasonableness a National festival.But wherever it has gone, it remainsthe Feast of Ingathering.

Thoughtful men ami women, as theysit at eventide by the wood-lir- e, in the"best room" of the old homestead, willtalk over the blessed influence of this rev-erent Ingathering. One will refer to theeducatingeffects of the political sermons,which, in obedience to a time-honor- edcustom, have been preached on this day.Another will mention as a significantfact, that even money-makin- g takes a Jholiday on Thanksgiving, and charitywalks abroad with a well-fille- d basket.Some devout soul will speak of thestimulating spectacle presented by aNation pausing in its industry to re-cognize that its harvests are grown,and its factories run, by one SupremeMind. But the most thoughtful of thegroup will, perhaps, speak : of . thetendencies of the people and the Nation,and will suggest that the chief blessingof the day is the emphasis it lays uponthe home and its life.

Jewish homes and festivals made theJews so intensely patriotic that theywere blamed for being clannish. Ourhomes should be the nurseries of apurer patriotism, that will acknowledgethe brotherhood of man, and makeknowledge subservient to conscience,and the conscience trne to God. Theassociations of Thanksgiving with suchhomes will make it one of the mostbeneficent of the Republic's festivals.True men and noble women will bestrengthened in heart and life by a re-turn to that atmosphere "where joy isduty and love is law."

Blessed is that country whose homesmake it indeed the Fatherland, whereingood is crowned and evil repressed.YoitUi's Companion.

An Honest Umbrella Thief.

To steal an umbrella is, unfortunately,no uncommon thing; and we have heardof persons who justified the act on theground that every one did it, that theyhad themselves been robbed of umbrel-las, and so on. There are men, indeed,of rare conscientiousness who buy aguinea umbrella on the first of January,and, after being deprived of it, take sys-tematically throughout the year the firstumbrella that comes to hand; making,when New Year's Day again comesround, another contribution of a guineato the general umbrella fund. A domes-tic servant, however, who has been ac-cused at the Dublin Police Court of steal-ing an umbrella, and who by her ownunsought confession charges herselfwith having pawned it, seeks to excuseherself on quite new grounds. Shehad gone to see a lady who ought, shethinks, to have engaged her as a cook,but who omitted to do so, and at thesame time neglected to pay her travel-ing expenses. To reimburse herself, sheseized an umbrella in the hall, pawned itfor three shillings, the sum she had laidout in locomotion, and enclosed thepawn-tick- et to the lady who had failedto secure her services. In asserting herright to be engaged, the young womanlaid great stress on a written characterfor honesty which she had duly pre-sented. St. James1 Gazette.

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Charley Ross is a reporter in theBritish Parliament, and has been there4for years.

PERSONAL AND IMPERSONAL.Ex-Govor- Boutwell, of Massa-

chusetts, participated in oleven Presiden-tial contests, and expects to take thestump again next year, Boston Jour-nal.

Jennie Cramer's mother has beenturned out of her house for lack ofmoney to pay rent. Her husband diedsoon after the acquittal of the Malleyboys. N. Y. News.

Isaac. Gornell, of Elmira, N. Y.,.aged one hundred and three years, barbeen awarded' forty thousand dollars,whichwas" bequeathed-t- him forty yearsago. The-cas- e was on trial in England.

Elpjrn Advertiser.A gentleman, on being introduced

marked: "What!-ar- e you a brother oiOliver --Wendell Holmes?" "No." re-

plied Mr. Holmes, who inherits thefamily skill at repartee, "he is a brotherof mine."

A lady "in Cynthiana. Ky., has aof Abraham Lincoln woven inEicture white silk, which was made

.in Lyons, France, at a cost of eighthundred dollars. The making is saidto have required the work of one manand three women for four months.

Mrs. Salter, a lady probably seventy-f-ive or eighty years of age, and wholives about two miles from town, walksto church here every Sunday and fre-quently at nights. She says that shenever took a dose of medicine but oncein her life, and that was a dose of epsomsalts fifty years ago. ffawkinsville

da.) Sun.Among the notable weddings which

took place in New York recently werethose of Miss Jessie Talraage, daughterof Rev. T. De Witt Talmage, to Mr.Warren G. Smith; Assistant UnitedStates District Attorney Charles F.

-- James, son of GeneralJames, to Miss Susan Anna CustLParramore, of Virginia, and great-granddaugh- ter

of Martha Washington.Postmaster-Gener-al Gresham's of-

fice is on the third floor of the Pot-offic- eBuilding. His desk is so placed thatthe big pior-gla- v, between two windows,is directly behind his chair. He sits ina common cane-seate- d chair, and givesa visitor a seat at his side in a leather-covere- d,

Turkish-cushione-d chair, andall other furniture iu the room is walnut,leather-covere- d. The floor is coveredwith plain matting. Washington Star,

A friend of Mrs. Howgate says thatfrom a once proud position in Washing-ton society she and her attractive daugh-ter have been reduced to the necessityof seeking employment wherever it maybe found in order to gain a livelihood.Miss Howgate earns a small salarycopying for some legal firms. WhenHowgate fled from the officer he tookwith him some twenty-tw- o thousanddollars in bonds, which" his daughterowned in her own right, and turnedover to her erring father at home to aidhim in making good his escape from theclutches of the law. N. Y. Times.

"A LITTLE NONSENSE."A cutaway jacket is the proper cos-

tume for an elopement. Boston Bul-letin.

"Yes, my wife is a good poker-player-,"says a Long Island farmer;

and then he adds, "She is also just ashandy with the tongs." N. Y. Com-mercial Advertiser.

"Yes," said the high-scho- ol girl,"I removed the letter surreptitiously.""No, you didn't replied her brotherJim; "you sneaked up to the parlortable and jabbed it in your gripsack."

Oil City Derrick.Whipple, the essayist, defines poetry

as "the protest of genius against thereality of life."' When a poet gets kickedout of the editor's sanctum it is the pro-test of the reality of life against genius.

Louisville Courier-Journa- l.Oh Boston, city of my soul! Regi-

nald (to his .sister, as they walk up Beacon street): "Oh, dear, there comesthat man I was introduced to at theclub. He's descended from the earl ofCoventry on his father's side, but I can'tfind out who his mother's great-grandfath- er

was, so I guess we had bettercross over and not see him." ChicagoTimes.

"Whv is Abbey like the greatRaphael?' asked a musical gentlemanof an artist up near Union Square, thoother evening. "I oan't see anv like-ness," was the reply. "Well, I'll tellyou." said the musician; "he is a greatfellow to bring out prima donnas, isn'the?" "Yes. "And so was Raphael agreat hand at bringing out primeMadonnas!" The artist fled, raving mad.

A". Y. Advertiser.The other day old Dave received a

telegram from a man down in the coun.try, who wanted him to come down andclean out his well. After some one hadread the dispatch to the old man, hesaid: "De Lawd hab mussy on sich aman as I is. Gettin' more 'portantebery day. Got a letter yestiday, an'nowl'se dun got a 'spatch. Uh huh!When "da kain't reach me wid a Post-offic- e

da stretches airter me wid detillygraph wires." Arkansaw Traveler.

"Pa. dear," said Miss Fitzjoy as shelooked lovingly and entreatingly to theelder Fitzjoy, "I am going to buy somesheet brass and a set of tools." "Oh,going to do something useful at last?""Oh, no, you dear old soul. I'm goingin for repousse work, the very latestaesthetic idea in household art " "Thenvou are going to hammer and poundand make a small tin shop of the house,are you? And what shall we have toshow for it?" "Beautiful alto relievowork, you know." "Well, just as yousay. i ou nave painted pond lilies onevery door panel in the house, stood astork on one leg on all the curtains,and weighted down the mantels withmacreme lace, and you might as wellput a little ornamentation on the brasskettles. You've never troubled themmuch otherwise." Hartford Post.

The Ferum.

Ever- - school-bo- y knows something ofthe Roman Forum, almost as much asthough he had actually seeu it, as it hasbeen pictured thousands of times anildescribed thousands more. It is an openspace six hundred and seventy-liv- e feetlong and two hundred feet wide, com-pletely surrounded with buildings

as in olden times, to all sorts'of uses. It was originally a market,but later on it became a place of meet-ing, the center of the politics and relig-ion of Rome.

The Forum has not beeu visible tillwithin a very short time. The washiugsof the high country around it, the de-posits of the floods of the Tibet going onfor ages corered it to the depth of thirtyfeet, only the tops of the columns andarches with which it was studded beingleft visible above the accumulation. Ex-cavations were commenced some yearsago, and continued with more or lessvigor till the old Forum is almost entire-ly unearthed, and though all in ruin,some idea may be gathered as to whatit was.

There is no place in the world aroundwhich so much interest clusters as thisopen space in the heart of Rome. Backin Pagan days, inthe earliest dawn ofhistory, it was the spot on which themightiest enterprises were conceivedana announced. Caesar trod its pave-ments, to the Forum was his body borneafter his tragic death, from the RostraMark Anthony made the wondrousspeech that moved the Roman people tefrenzy.

And it has its romantic recollections.It was in the Forum that Tirginius slewhis daughter Virginia to save her fromthe licentious Emperor, and in fact'It ispaved with tragedy, comedy and his-tory. D. B. Lock, in TUdBla0$.

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