PMCY H. VAN DYKE, Publliher inV Editor.
NEWPORT, • - ARKANSAS.
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SHt’S GONE AWAY.
Like to take lior in my arms;
Bike to soothe her as 1 did,
Shielding her from wee alarms,
On my loving bosom hid;
Wish that I could hear her voico
Ringing out in baby play,
Calling on me to rejoice.
But I can't—she's gone away.
Sorry that sometimes I said:
"Do go 'way! You bother me.’*
Now there's quietness Instead,
And I long to bothered bo.
Why, I'd give the best I know
Just lo hear her romp and play,
And I'd let my writing go,
But 1 can't—she's gone aw;fy.
There were roses great and small.
In her hand tiial day—that day;
Soe. the sweetest bud of all—
And she bothered me! I say;
Fsed to bother when T,
X.wowtU give the daylight's grace
— Jlitt to hear her rontjdng nigh,
Making riotous the'j'lace.
Bouse is very quiet now,
Very orderly and neat,
Toys not lying anyhow,
Pitfalls for my careless feet;
No one comes to worry me
Tn my work, though oft forbid,
Clam'rous for a throning knee,
But X wish—I wish she did.
— Alfred James Waterhouse.
i An Auto and Its Results. I
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$ By S. Rhett Roman. it
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U 1VT O (ilJlL in her senses, my clear,
IN "'ill acknowledge her engage
ment. in the middle of tl\e season,”
Madge Forrester said, pulling up her
furs, putting down her eup on a
Beneres Tabnouret, and reaching for
a Vienesc bouche in a silver dish.
“What makes you think Fan is en
gaged?” a tall, slender girl said, in
an indifferent, voice, securing with a
long, gold pin a bunch of Parma
violets among the sweet-scented laces
of her tea gown.
“Why, the conspicuous way in
which she flashed her solitaire at us.
It's a perfect be ;uty, too. Then, just
as we were 'caving. Gordon Huntley
walked in, and there was no mistak
ing their elaborate indifference to
each other. It was positively chilling.
When 1 went out 1 found I had left
my card c; se on Fan’s table, so I
turned hack to get it."
Pretty Mrs. Forrester paused and
laughed gleefully.
“Of course you found it in your
muff?” Alice Ca-stleton, the slender
girl with beautiful brown eyes and
Venetian hair, suggested.
. --———.—*41ow in the world,rtUL_v>*m-tfuess?
That is e.xlwdJjMChere it was. Funny,
wasn’t it?
“Well, when I raised the portiere,
their heads were close together and
they were talking so earnestly they
neither of them saw me at all. So I
hud beat a hasty and discreet retreat,
as you may suppose. Oh, yes, they
are positively engaged.
“Is that some of your grand
mother’s lace, Allie? It’s perfectly
exquisite. What a lucky creature to
be able to go to ancient wardrobes
and presses, ami pull out all those
beautiful laces. O.rl says I’m ruining
him buying mine. You know laces
are one of my hobbies, and a woman
can’t live without them in these ex
travagant days. I told that husband
of mine it really is not my fault if
the horrid shopmen ask such abomi
liable prices. Of course I 11 see you
to-night at the t'nmmorons’.”
Mrs. Forrester and her Felix gown
flitted away, and as it was too late for
other callers, Alice settled down in a
big armchair, and, leaning back, set
to work to face the silly situation.
“Messenger says he was told to
~ "— wait for an answer. Miss.” the butler
said, coming in and handing a note.
It read:
"My dear Miss Alice, if you have noth
ing better to do this afternoon, let me
take you out In my machine, it drives
well and 1 will promise faithfully to bring
you back in time for dinner. 1 will be
round for you at i>. The disappointment
would be cruel should you refuse. Yours,
“HUNTLEY.”
Alice flushed hotly, laughed, and
tossed the note in the lire, on which
John, the butler, was piling logs.
Then, settling back among her
cushions, she resumed the study of
the social problem, which had been
Interrupted.
“I believe the boy is waiting. Miss,”
John suggested after a lengthy pause.
Aliee made up her mind and acted
E accordingly.
Her refusal might be construed as
result of pique.
She again flushed hotly, sprang up.
and dashed off a few lines.
“Dinner to-day Is rather more impor
tant than usual, as Eva and her hus
band (they are just back from Paris, you
know), and a lot of stupid people are to
be here. At any rate I feel sure you will
bring back what remains of me. Faith
fully. ALICE CASTLETON.”
A short while later a very hand
some girl was helped into an automo
bile and the driver, looking suppress
ed ly happy, and giving orders to the
groom, who had brought it up to the
front steps of a big, stately man
sion to wait for it, sprang in and
sped down the avenue.
“What a glorious evening,” he com
mented inanely, and with ring of
keen exhilaration in his voice, while
thinking the girl at his side was a
thousand times more so.
Alice, flushed and indignant, had
learnt, during her four seasons, how
to chat brilliantly, and laugh uncon
cernedly, quite irrespective of any in
ternal storms or disappointments
Which might be playing havoc.
"A woman never looks so well as
in furs and a well-fitting suit. A hand
some woman, of course,” remarked
Gordon, speeding down a shell road,
which led into the country.
“I thought you said at Mrs. Cather
wood’s that she ought to live in a
ball gown for that very reason,” Alice
reminded him.
“You certainly were stunning that
night. Absolutely perfect,” Gordon
asserted, entirely unabashed, while
guiding his machine in and out
among the increasing holes and hol
lows of the road.
They were running past scattered
houses, florists’ farms, pastures and
cattle, and merging into the country
along a solitary winding road.
Alice drew her straight brows into
a slight frown and bit her lips.
“A case of lost identity. You mean
I an, of course? Please look out for
that cow!”
“Why, Miss Broughton?” Gordon
asked skillfully avoiding the cow,
which was ambling along train one
side of the road to the other in an
affrighted and dangerous manner.
“Wouldn't it be rather strange if
you did not think Fan the prettiest
girl in the world?” Alice asked
rather scornfully.
“I don’t see why. Miss Fan is the
best little thing going. But she her
self acknowledges she is no beauty.”
Gordon was beginning to find that
the inequalities of the road, cut up
by wagons after the recent rains, re
quired him to fix his attention more
on his driving, and much less on his
beautiful companion.
“How hateful men are. Are they
ever true to anyone, themselves in
cluded?” Alice thought with a feel
ing of bitter indignation, while ad
miring the straight cut bold profile
of the man by her side, and his next
dexterous management of the auto,
as they spun along the edge of the
woo’d and a grass-grown ditch, whose
proportions of depth and width were
uncertain qualities, owing to a thick
growth of water weeds, clogging it.
A country wagon came rumbling and
creaking along, and the team pulling
it shied violently at sight of the
horseless vehicle. Of course Alice
gave vtni in a lime scream, uuiuuii
thought it musical.
The winter afternoon was paling
rapidly and Alice declared they must
turn round and go back.
“Must have more room and a dry
er road. At the next cross road,”
Gordon said regretfully, showing
Alice the gorgeous glow of the west
ern sky, the setting sun behind a
dark rim of trees, and the tall chim
neys of a house set back in a clump
of trees, a short distance off.
“That used to be the old de Courey
place. The house is crumbling to
decay. It used to be beautiful. If
you^say so, we'll get out and I'll pick
some roses for you: It’s haunted
now, you know.”
Alice gave a cry of delighted as
sent. Running up to where a wide
gate had once stood, Gordon stopped
and they got out.
“Just one little glimpse,” Alice de
clared as they pushed through tan
gled bushes and vines, and followed
a. once broad path up to the imposing
and beautiful ruins.
Tall colonial pillars ran up to til#
ioof and the marble flooring of the
porch was stained and cracked. The
hall door, partly open, sagged on its
broken hinges, and the red glow
from the west falling through the
skylight of the roof showed the
noble proportions of a great winding
stairway and graceful galleries run
ning around the upper stories.
In a fire place, whose marble man
tle towered far up the wall in medie
val fashion, there were burnt logs and
traces of ashes, and standing in the
melancholy, deserted and still magni
ficent old house, Alice felt a shiver of
delight and apprehension.
it'll? 1_a 1... 1.. t j 1. tin
M III! I II (1 £1 UVVV'im VU l 111 III till.
Are they dead and gone? Are there
no heirs to inherit this splendid old
place, and live in it?” Alice asked,
struck by the paneling of the hull
and its splendid ornamentation.
“Some of them are in France. The
people who lived here- well, they
must have been a queer lot. Hernnrd
de Conroy, the last of ’em. killed his
young wife and then blew out his
brains very properly. No one knew
anything about it for several days,
nor was the cause discovered. At
least it never got into the papers,
which was doing better than we can
manage these modern times. To
day, the when, how and wherefore is
found out before the thing happens;
murder or what not. neighbors know
much more about our doings and in
tentions than we do ourselves.”
“Which means?" Alice queried.
“Nothing special. (If course 1 don’t
believe the report of your engage
ment to that cad llarkdale. People
have to talk, you know,” (Jordon said,
looking squarely at Alice.
Alice, who stopped short, laughed
and returned the look, blushing furi
ously.
“Of course not,” she answered, after
a pause.
“As you say, what would become of
us if our neighbors did not gossip
about us? Such manage our affairs
for us.”
They went out in the sweet old
tangled rose garden, where eentury
ohl roses still bloomed, and the once
violet borders of the beds had run
riotously in all directions.
It was quite dark when they saun
tered back to the gateway and auto
mobile.
Several dark forms scampered off
down the road as they approached,
and vanished.
“I’ll take you back in no time,” (Jor
don said, encouragingly, tucking the
laprobe over Alice.
“It’s horribly late to go as fast as
you can,” Alice urged, casting a re
gretful look back at this beautiful,
melancholy old place.
Gordon’s intentions were good, but
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his machine refused to obey order*,
and remained immovable.
“Hello! Those little darkeys must
have been fooling with it,” he re
marked, jumping out.
A half hour of coaxing, pulling,
jerking and experimenting, resulted
in the discovery that no motion could
he induced out of that costly and
comfortable auto. The night had
fallen, and they were 20 miles from
the city, in a lonely part of the par
ish.
No one lived near the Do Courcy
place, Gordon knew, as also that
there was no possibility of getting
a horse or a vehfcle of any kind
within a, radius of five miles.
“I)—d idiots!” Gordon apostro
phised under his breath, the causes
of flic catastrophe, while scratching
a match to light the lantern.
“What on earth are we to do?”
Alice asked anxiously. The whole e.v
tent of the evil had not yet dawned
on her. Gordon plainly saw.
A full moon had risen, and threw
its pale, white glory over the pillared
front and white marble steps of the
once beautiful old home, poetizing its
ruins and giving a solemn grandeur
to its melancholy solitude.
“We must go hack to the house.
I'll build a lire, in the hall, and I
dare say I'll find a chair or something
for you to sit on. We'll take these
cushions. Then I’ll go in pursuit of
some sort of trap or wagon. After
all, we are in a civilized community.
I can’t tell you how awfully sorry I
am. I know you’ll never forgive me.”
“Oh, it might he worse,” Alice said.
“You might have run into a tree and
broken my neck. Those, things hap
pen when one goes driving in autos,
you know.”
There was no trouble about mak
ing file lire. Tramps had evidently
done so before.
Hut. when Gordon started to go in
search of help' so distressful a look
came over Alice’s face that he
stopped short.
“Oh, don’t leave me here all alone!”
she cried, half laughingly. “That
murdered girl will he sure to come
out to keep me company. I’d much
rather you'd stay. A market cart or
somebody will be sureto pass by be
fore long. Let us sit out on the
porch.”
Gordon held her hands and looked
in the lovely upturned face, and along
with his remorseful anxiety a strange
exhilaration pervaded his whole be
ing''
They stood on the porch, and long
shafts of moonlight flooded the tan
gled garden and threw long shadows
from the tall pillars over the marble
flooring. v
The voices of the .night were
abroad, but Gordon and Alice were
strangely silent.
A jingling of harness and a rum
bling of heavy, slow-moving wheels
were audible down the road.
“Alice, sweetheart, you are en
gaged to me, you know, if only for
a short time, and at your sweet will
and pleasure,” Gordon said, holding
her hands and drawing her gently
toward him.
“And Fan?” Alice said, drawing
back.
“What has she to do with us?” Gor
don asked, surprised.
With a low cry Alice yielded.
“That’s the way them darned ma
chines act,” the man said, who, driv
ing his cart piled up with vegetables
to market was hailed by Gordon. “I
guess you and your wife can sit up
here. You’ll be pretty crowded, and
you won’t get to town for over three
hours. Them machines can’t be
trusted.”
Three hours? It seemed about
half an hour t<» (Jordon when they
reached the outskirts of the city and
they took the belt electric car.
“What a lovely, terrible adven
ture! How you must have enjoyed
eing thrown out and smashed up!”
exclaimed pretty Mrs. Madge For
rester, fluttering in the next day for
five o’clock tea. “How dreadfully
mean of you, Alice, not to tell me of
your engagement! To think of your
keeping it a dead secret all this win
ter! Wonderful!”—X. 0. Times-Dem
ocrat.
AN OLD ACQUAINTANCE.
I nitleaNiiut Encounter of a Timorous
Ilook VK'ent With Determined
German Housewife.
At the fourth house I Was met by
a bristling cur that seemed to know
me, not its master, but as foe. lie
reached earnestly for my trousers
through h crack in the fence. 1 fan
cied 1 saw rags in his teeth when he
first snarled at me. He stubbornly
disputed my entrance, and yielded
only when the harsh voice of his mis
tress called him off, writes the au
thor of “Confessions of a Hook
Agent," in Leslie's Monthly.
At the door 1 was met by the mis
tress of the house, a brawny, double
fisted dame with a face, like a pot of
kraut, who, planting herself square
ly in the doorway, sternly demanded
my errand. This tactic was a stun
ner. My instructions had been to
enter the parlor and gallantly take
my seat beside the lady and show up
my book with grace and dignity.
I did nothing. I stood there in con
fusion, like a scared lunatic, until
the woman herself recalled me to
my senses by demanding:
"Zee here, young ziiap, vat you
valid here?” ' -
1 fumbled mechanically for my
prospectus and began:
“1 am introducing a new work, just
from the press, which I would like
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"1 no valid any new vork, shust
vrorn de bress; und 1 don’d care vat
you valid. 1 valid you to get right oud
of here as vasd as your pipestem legs
fill curry you. l)o you hear?”
1 heard, ami the next three or four
houses i walked past very quietly. I
Lesson in flmerMiMi^
THE WATER FKOXX AT CAIRO, ILLINOIS. Ill RING THE CIVIL WAR.
Find Admiral Foote.
Cairo, 111,, was an important naval station during the civil war. it was
the rendezvous of the fleet of iron-clads built by Capt. bads at the e
ginning of the war. As a naval station it was first commanded bj Com
mander John Rodgers, who was relieved by Admiral Foote, then ranking
as flag officer, on September 12, 1861. At Cairo the sailors for the Missis
sippi river fleets were mobilized and trained, many of them living m whari
boats along the levee. From there the federal troops that took part in
the battles of Ilelmont and Fort Henry were transported by transports.
Admiral Foote left Cairo to participate in the Fort Henry campaign on
February 2, 1862, taking with him four of the iron-cl.uls built by t apt.
Fads and three wooden gunboats. The expedition resulted in the surien
der of Fort Henry to Admiral Foote on February 6.
FOREIGN GOSSIP.
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The number of German steamers in
1671 was 151; in 1897 this number had
increased to 1,125.
Japan's government report shows
that insurance policies aggregating
$99,083,939 are carried by Janapese.
One of the Leeds (England) magis
trates, has calculated that last year
£1,335,000 was spent in drink in that
city.
For picking up and kissing a little
boy in the street a Birmingham (Eng
land) man has been fined 40 shillings,
or one month’s hard labor, for as
sault.
Native feelings in India have been
hurt by the new rupee, because the
king appears on it without his crown.
To be bareheaded is repugnant to
the oriental.
Glasgow corporation is about to pro
vide work for the unemployed in that
city, and the difference of cost be
tween the wages paid and the value
received is to be borne by the “com
mon good” fund.
The old Calvert home, at Mount
Airy, Md., which for more than two
centuries has sheltered the desce.nd
ants of the first Lord Baltimore, was
offerd at public auction recently, but
was withdrawn from sale because
only half of its actual value was bid.
It is rumored that Secretary of State
Hay will be among the bidders when
the property shall be offered again.
The mansion was built in 1600, and
was primarily used for the Calverts
as a shooting box. but was later en
larged. renovated and made the per
manent home of the family.
GENIUS IN CONVICT GARB.
Many I'arfnl Invention* Are the
Work of Criminal* In nif
ferent I*rl*o«i».
It not infrequently happens that
men immured behind iron bars in our
prisons give to the world inventions
whose value it would be difficult to es
timate, says tlie Chicago Chronicle.
One of the most important of recent
minor inventions is credited to the in
genuity of a convict in, the New Jersey
state prison—Charles Filer. It is a
blind lockstitch sewing machine which
will enable one operator to do the w ork
of many. The device was invented by
Filer while he w as at work in the cloth
ing shop of the prison. Outside capital
was interested in the machine and Filer
received as-his reward a cash payment
of $5,000, a block of stock, his parole
and the promise of a position with the
company at a good salary.
Other convicts have figured in patent
office reports as inventors. One whose
name is recalled was Melchior Farker,
who, while confined in a Hungarian
penitentiary in 1892, devised a mechan
ism for giving a man a clean shave in
25 seconds. The cable report assured
us that the governor of the peniten
tiary had tested the machine and de
clared it a success, but what came of
it is unknown.
A convict of a mechanical turn of
mind is apt to find Mis confinement and
Mis isolation from deterring influences
most helpful in enabling him to acquire
greater facility. The exhibition by the
prison association of articles made by
convicts contained specimens of high
class work done behind the prison bars.
Among them were an elaborate iron
door grill, a richly carved oak staircase,
chairs, desks, banjoes, cabinets, iron
bedsteads, plaster casts, etc. A piece
of cloth woven at Auburn came in for
the highest praise, llichard Barker, a
life convict at Auburn, made a box out
of 11,796 separate pieces of wood which
was a marvel of skillful cabinet work.
It required a glass to see where, the dif
ferent fragments of wood were joined
together. In the year 1885 the goods
manufactured by the convicts of th<
state of New York were valued at $6,
*36,320.
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HOW GOLD NUGGETS GROW.
Observation Shows TVliey increase in
Weight with the Lapse
of Years.
Gold in its natural state, like many
other products of the earth, is an ar
ticle of development. What its original
elements are is still a matter of some
speculation, but the fact has been
demonstrated that a nugget of the
precious metal left in its original en
vironments will gradually though slow
ly attract to itself minute particles of
?old dust and after the lapse of years
possess an added value, says a mining
journal. Gold is known to have grown
on mine timbers which have long been
immersed in mine water. In the Cali
fornia State Mining Bureau museum
there is a specimen of a piece of jointed
cap and post taken from the Comstock,
where it had been under water for
vears, in which gold has formed in the
joints and pores of the wood.
Gold is constantly being formed in
rocks and veins and placers. Just what
it is that, the baby gold formation
feeds on to effect its growth is not
known; if it were a new and wonder
fully lucrative industry might be bom
and all other kinds of farming save the
Drrowina- of e-old micht temnorarilv be
abandoned. The formation and growth
are due to mechanical and chemical ac
tion. As in the ease of the animal or
vegetable, existing gold has existed inf
some other state before assuming its
present form. Waters which percolate
through the earth’s crust are said to
contain substance from which gold is
formed. Thus gold, like the animal
and vegetable, must have water in or
der to thrive. The gold in the water is
deposited when it meets the proper
precipitant. The precipitant may be
in earth current of electricity, some
vegetable growth or chemical in the
rocks.
It has been claimed that the nuggets
found in placers are the formations
from thewatersthat percolate through
the gravels and are not from decom
posed quartz, as generally supposed.
Those who so contend cite the fact, that
in the center of nuggets can be often
found a small grain of iron sand. This
was the nucleus around which the
earth current of electricity created or
deposited in electroplating. During
long ages this influence was at work
causing the gold to formaround the lit
tle grain of iron ore and then grow to
become a bright, shining nugget of
gold much larger and purer than any
ever found in the veins of ore.
The West n Condition.
The west, somehow, has come to be
a condition rather than a place. After
lays in a luxurious train, the casual
traveler finds himself in the cities of
the Pacific with the feeling that here
ire not the differences, the strange
ness, the westerness that he had ex
pected. The real west which he has
pictured so fondly, the free, the
hearty, the fascinating, seems in some
degree to have escaped him. And pres
ently he discovers that the condition
which is called western is singularly
misplaced in the west; that the most
western of American cities is not Port
land or Seattle, but Butte City, COO
miles to the cast of the coast.—Pay
Stannard Baker's, “The Great North
west,” in Century.
How Jnckson Turned It.
An Episcopal clergyman, of Cincin
nati. was being shaved by a barber
who was addicted to occasional
sprees. The razor manipulator cut
the parson’s face quite consider
ably.
“You see, Jackson, what comes from
taking too much drink,” said the man
jf God.
* Yes. sah,” replied Jackson; “it do
make de skin very tend ah, sah. it
io for i fack.”—Sax by’*
jSALT FOR THE AGED.
Tbe Common Article Cse*l l»jr II or 11a
Physician to Prevent Arterial
Degeneration.
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An exceedingly interest in# investing? —
tion of the causes and ills of advancing
age has recently been conducted by Dr.
Trunecek. a noted Berlin scientist. He
declares that the most characteristic
of 1hese ills is due to deficiency of i alt
in the blood which causes a hardening
of the arteries, arteriosclerosis, as
physicians term it. Dr. Trunecek has
been treating aged patients suffering
from arteriosclerosis by injection of a
saline solution and with very astonish
ing results, states the Chicago Ameri
can.
Arteriosclerosis is an afFection al
most exclusively confined to the second 4
half of life, for it depends on all kinds
of chronic poisoning and on the use
and maltreatment of the arterial 'ViiliiT^S^
Nevertheless, it is not excessively rare
to meet with it in subjects who are ye-t.
young, either because of a special pre
disposition. of peculiar vulnerability
of the blood vessels, or of serious chem
ical or microbian poisoning.
This malady is characterized by a
local or general thickening, which,
starting in the internal layer of the
artery, extends later to the middle and
outer layers. It forms in the great -w
arterial trunks more or less numerous
layers, isolated or confluent, often re
sembling cartilage, and infiltrated with
calcareous salts, among which phos
phate of lime holds a foremost place.
Tn the small arteries and the capil
laries the hardening process goes so
far as to transform their walls into a
fibrous and compact tissue that gives
to 1he touch, the sensation of a rigid
t ube or cord.
The disagreeable and even danger
ous consequences of such a change in
one’s arteries are apparent. Tt may re
sult in their further degeneration and
ulceration of the arterial walls, ending
in death, and if matters do not go so
far. it may lead at least to loss of elas
ticity in the greater arteries with
diminution of the caliber, and to the_
actual obliteration of then;- 'iTtier
branches. The blood does not flow so
readily through them and anemia re
sults. with all its connected evils. The
resistance encountered by the blood in
creases the work of the heart, whose
enlargement often follows, as well as
other heart troubles dependent on dis
orders of the nervous system.
When a man or a woman has attained
a certain age and may be said to he in
his or her declining years, arterios
clerosis is a malady almost impossible
to avoid. A deposit of calcareous salts,
and particularly of phosphate of lime.
—a compound insoluble in distilled
water, but soluble in a solution of com
mon salt—constitutes the principal
factor of the malady.
RANK OF THE WHITE HOUSE, —
In Point of Architecture, the Presi
dential Mansion Is in n t'lnss
by Itself.
One moonlight night in .Tune, 1902,
while strolling through the ground*,
with Mr. Charles F. McKim. one of the.
members of the park commission, we
seated ourselves on one of those
mounds which tradition ascribes to
John Quincy Adams’ taste in land
scape-architecture, writes Charles
Moore, in “The Restoration of the
White House” in Century. That after
noon crowds of jieople arrayed in joy
ous costumes befitting the semi-tropics
had eorne from the hot city to rest un
der the trees and listen to the Saturday
concert of the Marine bond. The mu
sicians, clad in white duck, were lo
cated in a little depression, so that
the sound of the music rolled up the
slopes to the attentive audience.
A year before we bad observed the
same effect at Versailles; and both the
similarities and the differences of the
two pictures were being discussed ns
we sat in the quiet night, behind the
locked1 gates, w here not a sound from,
the city streets broke the grateful
noise of water splashing in the foun
tains. On the high portico the presi
dent sat amid a group of dinner-guests,
and the lightsi of their cigars were
“echoed” by the drowsy fireflies fitting
about the grounds, only llie brilliantly
lighted windows of the secretary’s of- /T
fire even suggesting the workaday
world. The moonlight, shining full ota
the white house, revealed the har
monious lines of its graceful shape.
“Tell me,” I asked the architect,
“among the great houses that have
been built during recent years in the
general style of the white house
many of them larger and much more
costly—is there any that, in point of
architecture, surpasses it?”
“No; there is not, one in the same
class,w ith it.” he replied, deliberately—
a judgment confirmed later under the
noonday sun.
Killing Turtle* with Arrow*.
Killing a turtle with an arrow seems
n very difficult feat, since a very hard
shell covers practically all of the ani
mal, yet the natives of the Andaman
islands kill huge turtles with arrows
as easily as American sportsmen kill
rabbits with shot. Accustomed from
their childhood to use bows and ar
rows, they soon become wonderfully
skilled in the use of these primitive
weapons, and. as they know the places
where the turtles congregate, it is
easy for them at any time to bring
home a good bag of game. Sometimes
they try their skill on large fish, and,
though the latter are harder to kill
than turtles, there are a few island
ers who rarely miss their mark.—
Fishing Gazette.
Cotton-Urowinj; In TurUemtan.
ltussia for 15 years has encouraged
the cultivation of cotton in Turkes
tan, and she has succeeded. In 1WS&
the cotton crop was 70,000 bales, while
the estimated production for l.*03 will
be 504,000 bales.—N. Y. Sun..