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It is announced that Lord Duffel-in will shortly give to the world a memoir of his ‘ mother, who was Sheridan’s granddaugh- ter, and who inherited much of the family Wit and brillianoy. Lady bufferin’e “ Lament of the Irish Emigrant ” has long been regarded as one of the most exquisite short poems in the language, but it is only one among many gems coined by the genius of this gifted daughter of Erin.â€" JlIont'real Post. Both the children, Anna and John, were placed on the stand, and they told in a frank and artless manner the same and many other equally astonishing occur- rences. A ring had suddenly disappeared from Anna’s finger. She had seen dishes on sailing out of the cupboard when no s near it and settle softly down on ~r without breaking. Both she and had seen the clothing thrown off and coats and dresses pulled from the wal and hurled across the room It was susl acted by some that these children might have been the misohievous agents of all the trouble, but they gave every appear- ance of .nocence, and not the severest cross-qu. tioning could confuse them. In fact the police, the lawyers, the crowd of spectators and the country people round about are absolutely mystified. Anna did not share her parents’ belief in Mrs. Al- bright’s culpability as a witch. She said she did not believe in witchcraft, and still she swore with emphasis and apparent ter- ror in the recollection that these strange things had actually transpired. A married brother, named Edward Roberts, and his wife, who were here on a few weeks‘ visit, were called to testify. They had each like unaccountable tales to relate. Edward’s wife was present when the ring disappeared from Anna’s finger. She had noticed it a moment he- f’Tn, and in the glencm of an eye it was gone. Anna's other hand was engaged at the time and she could not have removed it herself. Later in the day they took a pail out into the garden and picked some berries. \Vhen they sorted them over that night the ring was found among them. Edward testified that he was getting a lunch one night in the kitchen when he turned to the cupboard and found that a number of dishes had vanished from the table. His watch was taken from his pocket one night while he slept and the next day it was found in the cupboard down stairs. the? the . the be Such are the strange stories which this family told in the witness stand. 'l hey had summoned the parish priest and asked him to dissolve the charm, and he had con- fessed to them that it seemed as if super- natural agencies were at work, and he would have to consult the bishop in order to obtain the interposition of the Church in the afflicted family‘s behalf. The evidence was concluded Friday, and, thoroughly at a loss what to do, the justice continued the case for three weeks. During the interven- ing time a. diligent effort will be made by physicians, county officers, and a. number of prominent people who have become inâ€" terested in the case, to arrive at some inâ€" telligent conclusion. The Eleventh Regiment Armory of New York \Vreckedâ€" Four Girls Irjured, One Fatally. A New York despatch says: The old armory of the Eleventh Regiment at Elm and White streets has been used for com mercial purposes for some years, though still owned by the city. Yesterday after» noon the gallery, for 31 feet on one side, collapsed and fell, carrying down with it five heavy folding machines and about fifty girls and women. Over 200 girls and women who were at work at the time ran panicntricken to the street. The scene when the police and firemen arrived ballled description. Men were trying to get at the buried people, and women were shrieking and moaning. Blocks were rigged up and the work of removal began. The ground floor was occupied by John Simmons, iron pipe dealer, and the main hall by the Mo- VVilliams Printing Company. The Lovell Manufacturing Company, of book printers and bindera.occupied a‘wide gallery around the hall, 15 feet from the floor. In the gallery were the five heavy folding ma» chines and tons of printed matter. The gallery was supported by wooden uprights, under this being heavy iron pipes in stock. At 4 o’clock the double strain reached its breaking point, and the northeast part of the gallery fell. The heavy folding ma- chines crashed like rock-ribbed monsters to the floor of the hall. The floor yielded, and the mass crashed through to the ground floor. Six girls, who had been working at the machines,went down in the wreck all the way to the ground floor. The rest managed to escape. Two of the six were uninjured. Mary Bignell, of 127 King street, Brooklyn, lay dead, her hands crutohing a piece of the sheets she was holding when the crash came. The other girls had fallen in such a way that the debris formed an arch over their heads. They were unhurt. The sixth, Mrs. Mary Macdonald, was badly bruised. When the case was called Mr. Roberts, for the defence, went into the witness stand. He swore that as long ago as last Christmas things about his house began to act very queerly. The first he noticed was a spot of blood on one of the sheets of his bed. He slept alone and it frightened him. The sheets were changed continually, but in a short time the bloody spot would again appear. Then there were great letters “ B " and “ R ” drawn on the wall in blue ink, which would come and disappear mysteriously, and strange writings on the wall. His wife was also having great trouble with her cooking utensils and dinner dishes. Many a. time, having got the meals upon the table and stepped to the door to call the rest to dinner, she had turned again to find the table nearly stripped of its contents. The bread and meet had disappeared, and plates, knives, forks and salt sellers had absolutely vanished as if by magic. Someâ€" times they would he found in out-of-the- way places, under the waggon house, in the corn crib, out in the garden and often they were never discovered. These queer demon. strations snd‘many others were sworn to by Mr. Roberts and his wife in the most honest and solemn manner, and no cross- questioning could divert them from a straightforward story. A Wisconsin Farmer's Family Bewitched â€"Strange Testimony in Court. A Milwaukee despatch says : A strange case has recently occupied the attention of the Police Court in the village oi Princeton, in this State. William Roberts is a well- to~do farmer of Princeton. He has a wife and four children. Across the road from his farm lives an old German lady named Albright, who is unable to speak or underâ€" stand English. Since last Christmas Mr. Roberts claims that his family and house have been bewitched, and swears to any number of astonishing occurrences which cannot be well accounted for by ordinary means. His entire family corroborated him in a series of most surprising state- ments. Gradually he grew to a belief that the Witch was his little old German neighbor. He gave her, on two separate occasions, due notice that she must cease casting her evil eye over him. The manifestations did not stop, so the other day he took his gun and started out to kill her. He insisted that her death alone could dispel the evil charm. It became necessary that Mr. Roberts be placed in custody before be murdered the supposed witch, and he was therefore arrested and placed on trial, and thus the witchcraft disclosures came about. The man who says he will welcome death as a. release from a life made up of sorrow generally sends for four doctors when he has the colic. COLLAPSE OF A BUILDING. IN THE 19th CENTURY, T00. this ’2’ and called for water. He then dropped back across the bed in a convul- sion and a terrible struggle followed, but he spoke no more, for he had inhaled the fluid and it had at once rendered him speech- less. I then went to the door and opened it and went down to the waiting-room to get some one to go for the doctor, but I returned to the room, and he was still in the position I had left him, with his head and knees drawn together across the bed; but not breathing, for he was dead. I then threw the bottle which contained the acid out of the window and it was afterward picked up by oflieers. I took stimulants to nerve me up to this. I loved my husband, butl am sure, as he was a good looking man, that other women loved him also. I made up my mind either to kill him or disfiglire his face so in the future I might receive his full affection. I have no living relatives that I will name and am ready to die. I am not a subject for an asylum, for I am not insane. I slept well last night and have just eaten a hearty breakfast.” An Eccentric Young American Marries Miss Cooke, the Equestrienne. An Edinburgh cable says: Young William Walter Phelps Dodge and the still younger Miss Ida Lena. Cooke were married here by the High Sheriff, who is as successful at tying the matrimonial as the more fatal noose. The bride’s father was present and some of her friends. It was alleged that the young bridegroom had received his parents“ blessing and consent by cable, and that the principal motive for this was the chivalric one of saving the young ladyfrom Llie i-ieo‘. of hul buying been ‘ouiiipi‘uml‘seu by the elopement. The young couple look happy, and have returned to the romantic lake district where love’s young dream began. When Walter Phelps Dodge went abroad he left behind him an unenviable notoriety, which he had brought upon himself by his own idiotic conduct. It will be remembered that a bogus notice of his alleged marriage with Miss Lillian B. Stokes, daughter of Mr. Thomas Stokes. and his cousin, was published in several papers on the morning of January 1st, 1888. The marriage was in- dignantly denied by the persons interested, and a hue and cry raised for the author of the cruel hoax. To the surprise of every one two days’ investigation fixed the author- ship on young Dodge himself, and he made an abject confession. He had met the young lady for the first time on Christmas, and but six times in all. As she was an heiress to $3,000,000 young Dodge was charged with being a fortune hunter, hoping by this trick to force a real marriage to hush up the story. That he later denied, saying his object was only to perpetrate a joke. Young Dodge, who is very well con- nected, was a freshman at Yale College. He found himself ostracized when he re- turned there on the beginning of the winter term, and very soon left New Haven. Miss Ida Cooke is the equestrienne with whom he sloped in England. A Kansas Encounter in which Seven LIen Bite the Dust. A Liberal, Kansas, despatch says: A livery stable-keeper at -Hugoton gives yhe Bite the Dust. A Liberal, Kansas, despatch says: A livery stable-keeper at Hugoton gives the following particulars of an encounter be- tween Hugoton and Woodsdale men in Stevens County, whereby seven men lost their lives : Sam Robinson, the city mar- shal of Hugoton and W. Cook, of the same town, went to the Dudly ranch, near Tony Creek, yesterday, accompanied by their wives, to look up some cattle they were trying to buy. While taking dinner Deputy Sheriff Short, a VVoodsdale man, accompanied by five other VVoodsdale men, rode up to the party and asked Robinson to surrender as he had a warrant for his arrest. Robinson said he would go a short distance from camp, leaving Cook and the ladies behind, and then give his enemies a chance to take him. He did so, and on reaching a convenient spot both parties opened fire, with the result that four Woodsdale men turned up their toes. The other two fled to the strip and Robinson escaped without a scratch. Cook returned to Hugoton and gave the alarm, and soon an armed force went to their assistance. Meeting a lot of Woodsdale men, an en- counter took place, in which three more persons were killed and a number wounded. The whole county is at war. John Cross, Sheriff of Stevens county, was one of the men killed in the second fight. The names of the other‘ killed could not be ascer- tained. r A Jealous “701mm Pours Carlmlic Acid Into the Mouth of Her Sleeping Hus- hand. A Columbus Ind.) despatch says : Mary Doran, who was arrested for the murder of her husband, Oscar Doran, in this city on the 20th inst., by pouring into his mouth while he was asleep two ounces of carbolic acid, at an early hour yesterday morning called to her cell in the county jail the sheriff and the jailer, and made known her intention of confessing her horrible crime. When all was ready to take her statement she said : “ 1 came from Indianapolis to this city, where my husband was at work as an engineer, and went at once to his room at the Farley Hotel. Then, after arranging my toilet, I went to a drug store near by and purchased two ounces of carbolic acid and also two ounces of. laudanum. My husband came ofl duty at midnight and came to his room, where I was waiting to receive him. We oonversed until 1 o‘clock, when we retired and still conversed. We have had quarrels, and we did not at all times agree. We talked over our troubles some. My husband, who was tired, then went to sleep, and seeing that he was sound asleep I got up and took the acid I had bought, and reaching over his face poured the fluid into his mouth and face. A terrible struggle fol- lowed. He raised his feet, said ‘ What is Childâ€"Hays I hurt you ? Motherâ€"OIIMOhâ€"youâ€"you bad childr~ don’t you know I hayqâ€"aâ€"corn ? Childâ€"Then you‘ll have a. tree on your foot presently. Motherâ€"A tree ! Child~â€"Yes, the teacher told me that great trees from little n-corns grow. A SUMMER BEVERAGEâ€""First put into a large pan a quarter of a pound of fine, fresh oatmeal six ounces of white sugar, and half a lemon out into small pieces. Mix With a little warm water, stirring all together thoroughly, anti use when cold. This makes a most refreshing and strengthening drink. If preferred, rasp- berry vinegar, citric acid, or any other flavoring may be used instead of the lemon. More oatmeal may also be used if pre- ferred. Secondâ€"six ounces of fine oat- meal, four ounces of cocoa and eight ounces of sugar mixed gradually and smoothly an to gallon of water. Use when cold. FIGHTING FOR THE LOVE OF IT. A WIFE’S D] ABOLICAL DEED. VOL XXXI DO DGE'S DODGES. Infantile W’ i admn. Mrs. Hoare arose from her seat with flashing eye. “ Provocation ‘2" she cried. “ Well, yes, if you call taking him to Paris and spending £500 on him in a month ; if you call giving him all of my £2,000, which I made on the stage, and £650 left me by my mother in England two years agoâ€"if you call that provocation, then. I suppose I gave him provocation. I loved him passionately ; I was as true to him as any woman ever was to any man. Everything I had he got. He has absorbed it all, and to-day, in the meridian of life, I find myself heart-broken, penniless, with nothing but what kind friends give me in charity, while he lives in a hotel at Park Ridge, within a stone's throw of Emily Knibbs, upon whom he lavishes his salary as a civil engineer. I have often rued the day when his fine form and shallow head lured me to this.“ How Captain Reilly‘s Daughter Spoiled Her Father’s Clever Capture. A despatch from New York says : Capt. “ Tom ” Reilly, the genial com- :n-wder of the Nineteenth precinct, who is spending his \acation with his family at Lake Aunt Katrine, way up in Ulster county, had an unpleasant experience last Wednesday night. The captain is stopping at the Aunt Katrine House, kept by Mr. B. R. Martin, on the edge of the lake. The house is isolated, but being always crowded with guests the loneliness is unknown, and the isolation is one of its chief attractions. Last Wednesday night, after the guests had retired, Capt. Reilly was awakened by his daughter, who rapped softly at his door and cried, “ Papa, there is a burglar in the house. I hear him.” The captain arose and stole quietly down stairs. In the dining-room he saw a light and a man hurriedly placing the hotel silver in a bag. The captain was the only man in the house and he prepared to give the burglar a “ Nineteenth precinct surprise party.” And he did it. With one bound he cleared the room and had the burglar by the throat. But the latter was not to be caught so easily, and made a desperate resistance, but without avail, for the captain's grip was on his throat to stay. The doughty captain and the burglar fought all over the room, and the captain had decidedly the best of it when his daughter, fearing that the cap- tain might be hurt, ran in and throwing her arms around him, disconcerted the captain for a moment and he loosened his grip. The burglar was not long in taking advantage of the unexpected release, and with a clean jump he went head 7 first through a window on to the lawn of the hotel. The captain gave chase and also jumped through the window, but only to hear the wheels of a Waggon driven rapidly away. The captain was thoroughlydisgustcd, but had to make the best of the disappoint- ment. He was glad to find. however, that the burglar had taken nothing with him, but had left his bag for the captain to preâ€" serve as a memento of his moonlight adventure. Narrow Escape of an Ingersoll Lady and Her Daughterâ€"Saved by Rev. \V. H. Laird. A Beaumaris, Muskoka, despatch says : There was very nearly a drowning accident here a day or so ago. Kee-wayden Island is situated about two miles out from Beau- maris and on this island are three cottages, one occupied by Rev. Mr. Maitland, Inger- soll ; Joseph Gibson, Postmaster at Ingerâ€" soll, and Messrs. MoCaulay and Dundas and party ; another by Mrs. Ross, Inger- soll ; and the last by Rev. W. H. Laird, of the First Methodist Church, Hamilton, and party. It appears that Wynnie Ross and Queenie Maitland were playing on the rocks at the edge of the water not far from the cottages. which are located a short dis. tance apart, and Queenie, who is 8 years old, fell into the water, which was at that point 25 feet deep. Wynnie ran screaming to the house and Mrs. Maitland rushed wildly to the water‘s edge and without the slightest hesitationleaped in and seized her child. Mrs. Maitland was unable to swim and could not regain the rocks. Rev. Mr. Lairdâ€"who was the only man on the island at the time~heard the screams and hastened to the spot and reached out a long pole, which the drowning woman clutched and was drawn safely up, holding her child in her arms. When Mr. Laird arrived Mrs. Maitland had sunk twice, and but for his timely assistance beth she and the child would most assuredly have met a watery grave. Both have entirely recovered from the effects of the ducking. " Did you give your husband any provo- cation for his treachery ‘2” inquired Mrs Hggre’s lawyer. A London Opera. Singer's Miserable Tale in a Chicago Divorce Court. A Chicago despatch says: Lizzie Le- mure’s life romance was told in Judge baker's court on Thursday morning, and a sadder one is seldom recorded even in divorce annals. Twenty years ago she was aLondon opera singer and a protege of Lord George l’aget. As a friend and con- temporary of Adah Isaacs Menken, the famous Mazeppa of Astley’s theatre, she frequently met the Prince of Wales, and her mezzo-soprano voice was well-known ‘to London opera-goat‘s. She fell in love ‘with Edward Hoare, a private of the British army. A private soldier’s pay made him susceptible to any woman of means, and as Lizzie Lemure had $80,000, in 1870 they were married and came to Chicago. With her money a house was purchased at Park Ridge, and Mrs. Home’s activity and energy procured for her hus- band the position of civil engineer on the Northwestern Railroad, which position he has held for fourteen years. Their life was commonplace but happy in Park Ridge until eight years ago In April, 1880, hav- ing been blessed with no children, Mrs. Hoare brought over from England her 16-year-old niece, Emily Knibbs. I Emily was not pretty, but she was1 young and vivacious. She lived with the Hoares until she became a mother, when she confessed that Mr. Hoare was the father of her child. Mrs. Hoare, who had never suspected the couple, was made ill by the disclosure, and Went to California. Upon her return she found her husband and her niece living together in her house. They were ordered out. Open to Suspicion. Merchant (to Partner)â€"Here’s Hupen- heimer, of Illinois, writes phat there is a. mistake of 310 in the footing of his bill. Partner~ln his favor ? Merchantâ€"No, in ours. Honest man, eh? Partnerâ€"Does he send another order ? Merchantâ€"Yes, a big one. Partnerâ€"Better get Especial rating from Bradstreet before shipping the goods. She was given a. divorce BUT THE BURGLAR GOT AWAY. SAVED FROM DROW’NIN THE OLD STORY RETOLD. RICHMOND HILL THURSDAY, A1 GUST 9, 1888. The detective gave him a. silver quarter and told him to go and get Harm-thing to eat. He noticed that the mar- had a satchel with him. It is suppbsed that he became desperate and committed suicide by jumping into the water.â€"N.Y. World. But the worst vice of the average pioneer is his improvidence. It is true that there are many things against him, such as poverty, to begin with, exorbitant railway charges, high rates of interest, and finally, and fatally in most cases, a total lack of thrift and management. His first step is to make his commuted entry at a cost of $200. This means a mortgage on his farm. Then it is not a question of how little- money he can get along With,but hOW“- uch money he ran, borrow on his “.i1\8fcl"7‘” They talk the matter over with great interest among themselves, and will travel fifty miles half a dozen times if they hear of an opportunity to make a deal with a loan agent whose company will lend $100 more on a quarter section than the others. With few exceptions the only people among the first comers who retain their farms are the foreigners, principally Germans and Scandinavians. These men, drilled into the most rigid habits of economy by the experience of hundreds of years in a hard struggle for existence, Will start with the Americans under precisely similar circumstances, and while the latter give way under the severe conditions im- posed upon them, the foreigners will sur- mount the same obstacles and make a success of life; if, indeed, they do not go to the other extreme and work and starve themselves to deathâ€"instances not so rare as one might imagine. The farms of nearly all of the unfortunate representatives of old time Yankee industry and economy are provided with the most expensive kind of modern agricultural machinery, for all of which they are in debt, and which is left exposed to the elements when not in use. Yet these people are the pioneers of true civilization ; upon the wrecks of their for- tunes abler bands will build anew, and if the second attempt fails success crowns a third effort. Here the law of the survival of. the fittest is seen in full play.â€"â€"â€"Frank II. Hpmrmau in II arper’s Magazine. Yesterday morning, as Detective Gil- loughby was walking along the beach, hi; saw a man sitting on the sand crying. When he questioned the man the latter said : “ I am tired of living. I have been looking for work and cannot find any. The people here won’t help me. I cannot even get a. crust; of bread to eat." The Pike County War. A Charleston (W. Va.) despatch says: War has broken out afreeh in Pike County, Ky. A number of Eureka detectives arrived here yesterday accompanied by a western- looking individual who goes by the soubri~ quet of “Kentucky Bill,” and they state that a few days ago they, accompanied by several others, ran afoul of a party of forty members of the McCoy faction on Peter’s Creek, in Pike County, near the West Virginia line. The McCoy men supposed they had come to arrest them, and a regular battle ensued. It is believed that John Dolson, of the McCoy party, was killed. A number of others were wounded. The detectives had their clothing perforated by bullets, but were unhurt. They got out of the way as soon as they could, and thus ended the battle. Over 300 shots were fired. The authorities and citizens of Kentucky offer rewards aggregating over $1,000 each for the arrest of the Hatfields, who daily anticipate an attack being brought about in the hope of capturing them. It is feared the old trouble will break out with increased violence. Both parties are apprehensive of an attack, and go prepared to defend themselves should occasion require it. At 7.30 o’clock last night Detective Henry Gilloughby found a leather satchel and a. coat and vast on the. beach near the Brook- lyn, Bath & West End Railroad depot, (loney Island. The satchel contained some collars and cuffs, a necktie and White apron. It is supposed that the owner has committed suicide. The truth is that ” Jonah ” is the most beautiful story ever written in so small a compass. Now in writing it is condensa- tion that declares the matter ; verbosity and garrulity have their day, but only hot- pressed narratives live for ever. The Book of Jonah is in forty-eight verses, or 1,328 English words. Now. take 1,328 words in our current narratives, how far do they carry you? Why, ten to one you get to noth- ing at all but chatter, chatter, chatter. Even in those close models, “ Robinson Crusoe,” “ The Vicar of \Vakefield,” “ Candide," “ Rassolas,” 1,328 words do not carry the reader far ; yet in 1,328 words of Jonah you have a wealth of incident, and all the dialogue needed to carry on the grand and varied action. You have also character. not stationary, but growing just as Jonah grew, and a. plot that would hear volumes, yet worked out without haste or crudity in 1,328 words.â€"~C’harlws Readn. At 7 o’clock yesterday morning the body of a. well-dressed elderly man was found off Conoy Island Point. The man appeared to be about (35 years of age. He had gray hair and gray side Whiskers. The body was attired in Scotch plaid part: and black corkscrew cont, vest, white stoke, collar and black necktie. The deceased man was 5 feet 9 inches in height, and the body ap- peared as if it. had only been in the water for a short time. The corpse was removed to Shillwell’s Morgue, at Gravesend, where it lies for identification. (“lastly Finds on the Realm at Coney Island Yesterday. Coney Island is gaining the name of ” Suicides’ Resort.” Three drowned bodies have been found there inside of twenty- fonr hours. At 10 o’clock yesterday morn- ing the body of a man about 35 years old was found floating in the bend at Graves- end Beach. The man was neatly dressed in a blue serge suit, Oxford ties, white socks and White shirt. He was 5 feet 11 inches in height. The most singular thing about the case which indieates foul play is that the man had fastened annand his body a satchel of white canvas in which were three cobble-stones weighing about seventy- five pounds. Upon the bottom of the satchel was painted in blacklettsrs, “ John Baker, New York.” In tar-mag besides the stones wr re two felt hats,. and a red bandana handkerchief. The body was removed to Stillwell Morgue, at Gravesend. 1 1t. had evidently been in the water sevoral l Weeks as in was in such a state of decom- position that the face was unrecognizable. y Little Arthur Herberts, of Chicago. is a marvel of erudition for his years. Although only 10 years old he has read through the entire Iliad of Homer in the original Greek, and can translate a passage from any part of it accurately and without hesi- tation. lmprovidance of \Vestern Pioneers THREE BODIES IN ONE DAY. The Book of Jnnwh. The‘London Advertiser man evidently knows all about fishing. He has been there and has done some talking when he got home, like the other people he hits off in the following : “ The way a man, at other times truthful, will lie‘\after 'ue'hss been off on a Ething excursion is something fearful to contemplate. He will wander around all (lav, get his feet wet, his legs muddy, his clothes torn and his face sun- burnt, without capturing enough fish to make half a meal for a moderate sized cat. And yet he will talk about that expedition for months as though it were a most glori- ous success from a fisherman’s point of View. The number of two-pound trout, or six-pound bass, or tempound minnows that he caught will be something enormous. He will even lie to the wife of his bosom, to whom he is under special obligations to be truthful, and back up his unblushing false- hoods, if necessary, by a surreptitious visit to the fish market before he gets home. So noticeable has this become, indeed, that it is proverbial to speak of any report which seems to show a marked degree of dubiosity as a ‘ fish story.’ Even a clergyman is not safe from this moral blight. Here is one reverend D. D. who has been writing a magazine article describing some of his fishing experiences, in which he inci- dentally mentions his catch as ‘ 150 pounds,’ and finishes up with the candid confession that, large as were the fish he caught, they ' will grow larger as the months go by.’ No doubt of it. His ‘ 150 pounds’ will be 300 long before Christmas. All this is very sad to contem- plate. Why is this thus? And what is the remedy for this melancholy moral disease ? Some drastic measures will have to be adopted, for mild ones are quite ineffectual. We have our doubts about the efficacy of legislation to make men truthful. But if nothing else can be done the Ontario Legislature might try its hand ; and, if it can do nothing else, it can make the close season for fishing extend from the lot of January to the 31st of December.” Felt hats, in soft shapes and bright colors,are worn by children, as well as grown women. at the seaside and at the mounmins. Bright red or white are the favorite colors. A coil of silk cord is wound about the crown, or a scarf of silk tissues for a. trimming. When it Inter-fares With a lVIaiden‘s Beauty Sleep. It is cruel from beginning to end, a woman’s part in love so often is one of self- destruction,‘ writes Shirley Dare in the New York Sun, of June 24th. It begins with the love making, when the youth, fascinated with a novel interest more potent than bicycb or business, outstays the moon in that long, lingering talk which is so sweet, but which breaks up her beauty sleep when she needs it most. For love is an upsetting thing to young nerves, and sending a girl off With feet cold and hands trembling and heart throbbing at mention of a name or sound of a voice is not con- ducive to good circulation and sound rest by day or night. The dreams, the uncertainties, the drain of feeling all tax her nervous system, till few persons can realize the strain of mind and nerve in , which a highly wrought girl can live weeks, months and years. Then the introductions ‘to the new relatives, the preparations for i the wedding, all tell on the average girl, who takes more or less of herown responsi- bilities beforehand American girl fashion. All this courting time he has been coming two, three, five nights a week on his idiotic adoration trips. The girl would be glad to be spared so much of his presence but she hardly knows how to tell him so, and isn‘t aware that six months or so of such courtship is excellent preparation for a stupid honeymoon. Married, 8. man cannot realize that his wife is not just as able as his fellows of the club to sit up till any hour of morning, keeping up bright conversation, playing whist or eating suppers at 1 a. in. There is almost nothing worse than keeping a delicate young woman up late, till her eyes shut and her sentences wander for very sleepiness. Oh, the pretty, languidâ€"eyed women I have heard say, “ If I only didn't have to go out to night, to please Tom” or Jack. Or it is: “ The hardest work I have to do is to be amusing all the evening to Arthur, and keep lively talk, when I’m so tired with calls or house- keeping or baby that I don’t know what I’m saying, and if I don’t make his home cheerful and keep bright, he’ll go off to his club, or where he can find company.” And a few years later I hear that woman is utterly broken down, very likely a case of insanity. It isn't any fancy work I’m putâ€" ting in here. I’ve seen too much of life to have any use for that. But these are some of the little useless ways in which lover-husbands are cruel to their Wives. And then they comeand lament and wonder why Irene has gone off so, and doesn‘t take any more interest in her music as she used. ,< Fresh From Vanity Fair. Mouse or maltese grey are very stylish shades of gray, which is par excellence the color of the season, after green, white or black, and which are the colors used to trim these pretty lady-like shades. The fillet or net of coarse cord is lined with colored silk and worn as a natta sort of headgear in the country, on the piazza or for some small occasions. This fashion gives opportunity for carrying a beautiful sunshade of dressy pattern and garmture. There are many beautiful calico patterns, so called, in the India silks which make up very prettin in simple style, and these are Without a doubt among the very prettiest of summer costumes as well as the most stylish. Plain silk may be mixed with these fancy patterns, and in that case the under dress is always of the fancy fabric, While waist and over dress may be of the plain. Midsummer will show some of the most beautiful directoire costumes in the satin striped shot silks. Very becoming and altogether unique they are, and at first may look a little ourrc, but their general beauty and air of elegance will soon recommend them to those women of taste who are not so conservative that they must needs take a year to look at a. fashion and get used to it before being willing to adopt it. Young Sappyâ€"“ I was knocked senseless by 11.13010 ball two__year§ agoi” A ' Ola Sappyâ€"“ How 101%; before you ex pect to recover ’2” The old belief that more light-haired persons than dark become insane has gone the way of ether ancient delusions. Out of the 165 patie.:ts who are being treated in the Kirkbride lunane Asylum in Philadel- phia. all except 4 mo of decidedly dark com- plexion. TOO MUCH LOVE DIAKING. Piscatorial Prevaricatorx What fools these mortals he! Permanently Injured WHOLE NO 1,565 NO. 6. The talk of Paris just now is a romance in real life, of which the heroine is a young Englishwonian and the hero no less a per- son than “Eagle-Eye," one of the braves of Mexican Joe. Joe and his redskins have come over to the big annual fair of Neuilly, outside Paris, Where they daily and nightly amaze and amuse Parisians by their dia- bolical yells, their horsemanship, and their prairie pranks generally. It appears that during one of the representations given by the troupe in England a young lady who was present became enamored of “ Eagle- Eye.” She shortly afterward disappeared from her home, and her parents learned on inquiry that she had gone away to France with the Indian IIZ‘OUPU. A detective as sent to Paris, am" he. anonmvxanfpd Ute he Commissary of "olice‘n‘ the Neuillp / is- trict, went to the temp of the redekins at the PorteMaillot, where the young lady was discovered in the tent of “ Eagle- Eye.” M. Martin, the Commissary, and the English detective had much trouble with the savage, who assumed a threatening aspect, and would have shown fight but for the intervention of Mexican Joe himself. “ Eagle Eye ” was almost foaming at the mouth, and threatened to kill the commis- sary if he led the young lady away. The detective, however, taking advantage of the general confusion, quickly seized the girl in his arms, ran with her to a vehicle, and was speedily driven ofi, leaving M. Martin to deal with the redskins as best he couldâ€"szdrm (Scotland) News. Henry Bloomer, at the outbreak of the war, was a. prosperous business man in Detroit. In 1862 his wife became insane. He placed her and his two little daughters with relatives and enlisted in the army. At the end of the war he returned to Detroit, but could find no trace of his chil- dren. He then removed to Philadelphia, where he engaged in the cigar business. In a year or two he returned to Youngstown, where he still resides with his harmleesly insane wife. Last week the old man received a letter from his brother~in-law in Detroit, laying the two children had been found. To-day came letters from both girls saying they would start at once to visit them. One of them is overseer of a large cloak manufac- tory and the other companion to a wealthy lady. Both are said to be highly respectable, handsome and accomplished. They will take their parents to Detroit and care for them the remainder of their lives.â€"â€"Phila- dclphia Ledger. An interesting story about David Wood, the blind organist of St. Stephen’s Church, is told. It is said of him that he became enamored of a pretty girl who was a pupil in the Institute for the Blind while he was a scholar there, and he made love to her. The pair used to go inside the big organ in the music-room to do their courting, but one day 9. teacher discovered them and there was talk of dismissal. David was un- daunted in his courtship, however, and the girl‘s name is now Mrs. W00d.â€"â€"Phila- delphia Record. Typeâ€"Setting the Most Thankless Work a Woman Can Engage in. Of all the occupations in which a woman can engage for the purpose of making a living the most thankless is that of setting type, says the Denver Tribune. The female compositor leads a weary, dreary life. She is never permitted to strike aphat take, she is denied the inestimable boon of setting up the thoughtful matter which emanates from the editorial-room, she is never reckoned capable of handling manuscript, and the very idea of her being competent to set up a display headis deemed atrocious. She is expected to hammer away at mis- cellaneous reprint ; the only bonanza she ever strikes is solid minion with an oc- casional oasis of leaded brevier when the business manager concludes that advertis- ing is dull enough to admit the biggest kind of type. But this is not allâ€"no, the worst remains to be told. . When the work is done for the day, it is not with the female printer as with others of the trade. She cannot adjourn to a convenient and comfortable saloon and play pedro or old sledge for the beer or‘ throw dice for 5 cent cigars or jeff for the drinks. She must pick her way home through all sorts of weather to a dreary room and a cold bed. She has no wife to thrash, no children to scold, no furniture to breakâ€"mono of these sweet luxuries which are supposed to be part and parcel of the glorious art preservative. As a class, female printers are diligent and worthy. They never “ sojer ;” they never bother the editors for chewing tobacco; they never prowl around among the exchanges for the Police Gazette; they never get themselves full of budge and try to clean out rival print shops; they never swear about the business manager; they do not smoke nasty old clay pipes ; they never strike for more pay ; they do not allude to editorial matter as “ slush” or “frogwash;” in short, they are patient, gentle, conscien- tious and reliable. They peg right along for 5&7 a week, dress tidily, keep solid with the foreman, and, last of all, when the female compositor gets tired of her tread- mill, unceasing round of toils, she marries the best-looking printer in the shop, and then she becomes a verier slave than before. Tale of a Handsome Woman. They tell a. pretty tale, if only it had a pretty sequel, of a handsome Chicago woman whose husband had been for some years absent on diplomatic business abroad. ()ne fine afternoon she received a letter setting a day some months distant' for his return. Now the lady. though handsome, was stout, and she could not endure the thought that the man who left her young and slim should find her obese and aged. So then, putting all other business out of hand, she devoted herself with assiduity to one of the various Turkish bath systems for putting aaide unwished for pounds. The lady was persevering and the doctor skilful ; the arrival of the steamer found her weighing to an ounce what she had weighed when her youthful husband sailed away. She got back her girlish figure, but she could not present her handsome face. The fine lines which seamed it in every direction were a heavy price to pay in exchange for the matronly proportions which she feared her husband would not look with favor upon. The husband â€"that chance had not occurred to her-had gained avoirdupois also, and if she had let herself alone they would have made a well matched, portly painâ€"Chicago Harald. wizalthy in his own right, has no need of the Astor money, has just completed a. wall seven feet high and 3,500 long around his grounds at Newport. Mr. VsnAlen is a. great admirer of English customs, and his house is built in English style and fur- nished throughout with English furniture. The house and wall are said to have cost him $500,000. Mr. J. J. VanAIen, W110 is the son-in-Jaw of William . B. Asyo‘r,‘ put whoY bfring THE FEMININE COMPOSITOR‘ Love Plots for Novelists. .eefy nun-n Gellrmor'a Ron)".an Rfvif‘y Boston’s dudes are heart sore ovev.1 the. news that comes from the Orient to the effect that among the fourteen ladies of the Sultan’s harem recently killed by poisoned icecream was their former favorite, Laura Schirmer. She was a charmingly pretty songstress, with a. voice of most sympa- thetic and peculiar color. A few years ago some admirers made up a purse to enable the ambitious girl to takea season of musi- cal study in Italy. Last summer, while on a yachting cruise on the Bosphorus, she met one of the Sultan’s officers, who told her such glowing. fascinating tales of life in the autocrat‘s palace that she was in- duced to become one of the Sultan’s left- handed wives. Once behind the latticed windows of her gilded prison nothing was heard of her in the gay world she had left so recklessly. Not long ago, however, a story came from over the sea telling of a romantic episode in which the tenor Perugini had played a part. He had been asked to sing to the ladies of the harem. Of course, a curtain hid his handsome figure from the midnight eyes of his auditors. Theymight hear,but neither touch nor see. He had hardly finished his first numberâ€"a beautiful aria from “ Les Huguenots "â€"when from behind the tan- talizing screen came the following. solo from the opera, in tones of rarest timbre. Perugini recognized the voice at once, so the story goes. He had heard it time and time again in Boston and in Italy. There was no mistaking it. He tried in vain to get some message to the singer, but the fear of the bastinado was more potent than his proffered bribes. But the memory of that melancholy voice pursued him even to St. Petersburg, and he hurried back to Constantinople determined to enlist the aid If You “Tould be I’Vell and Attractive, Learn the Can-Can. Why is the cat the very Circe of pets and type of all that is most alluring in women? writes the author of the “ Ueg Girl Papers." Why, but for her supple grace and exquisite nervous strength which make her tread as light as her hold is sure. Add to this that a cat is clever as Old Egypt, and capable of as devoted attachment as the Princess Lam- balle, and there is good reason to reverse the attainder against oats, and take them as models for women instead of libellous types. Such grace of suppleness, such endurance to preserve the grace and light- ness born of easy nervous strength are an unmatched outfit for the needs of a woman. The beauty-loving Greeks felt this, and the Doric maidens who ran races in the Olympic games, and those who took part in professional dances, were so supple that each could, bounding, strike her loins with the sole of her foot. You see in classic marble the spring of the elastic figures, which appear borne along by some effort of will which has nothing to do with cords and muscles. Actresses work hard to gain and keep pliancy of limb. I knew one ambitious creature of rounded figure, who, like most women, could hardly lift her arms to do her own hair, but whose stage training included a variety of muscu- lar exercises fatiguing to inspect. To stand and kick at a mantel sixty times with one foot, as many times with the other, for two hours a day, gains pliancy of leg and ankle. To stoop and touch the floor with- out bending the knee gives command of the limb, but to do it 100 times in a morn- ing is harder work than you or I have yet undertaken. Then came exercise with gymnastic pull of stout rubber cords a yard long, with wooden handles, screwed to the wall, by which one might grip, swing, wres- tle, hang backward at full weight, or turn hand over hand and over head till the figure lost all the disabilities of ordinary too, too solid flesh and blood, and seemed plastic to the sentiment, as nature ordained. But at cost of months of toil and desperate aches this wonderful command was gained. I question if the play was worth the candle, except to a professional. The whole sys- tem of gymnastic exercises for indolent women and overtrained girls is so artificial, normal and worthless for practical ends that it has no use in our scheme of beauty. The gymnasium turns out bouncing girls, with biceps that fill out a tailor-cut sleeve well ; but of what use are the biceps after all ‘2 The machine-gained muscle wants endurance, the wiry, staying quality which comes of gentler exercises, steadily kept up with growth. Men and women are meant to work with hands and body, and in the order of nature no lasting beauty or strength is possible unless the human being is steadily trained to genial, useful, neces- sary labor. of the American Minister in effecting Laura Schirmer’s release. In attempting to get a. word of cheer to his unfortunate countrywoman he had occasion to employ the services of an old hag who sold cos- metics to the imprisoned beauties. After two or three spying calls at the palace she brought him word that the young girl who had answered his song had died; she was one of the fourteen whose death was an- nounced in the official bulletins from the harem. Thunder Proverbs. If the birds be silent expect thunder. It the cattle run around and collect toggther ip file meadows_ gxpept thunder. Two currents in summer indicate thunder. If there be any falling stars during a, clear even_in'g in summeg expect thunder. " Increasing atmospheric electricity‘ oxidizes ammonia in the air and forms nitric acid, which affects milk, thus accounting for the souring of milk by thunder. if the clouds grow rapidly- larger expect much rain, and also thunder. Thunder from the south or southeast indicates foul weather; from the north or northwest, fair weather. With a. north wind it seldom thundera. Much thunder in July injures wheat and barley. :I‘hunder in the evening indicates much ram. The largest artesian well in the world in in Queensland, Australia. A stream of water 12 inches in diameter flows from the well at the rate of 400 gallons per minute, having a temperature of 120 degrees Fah- renheit. When it thunders in the morning it will mil! before ‘night. Thunder in the north indicates cold, dry weather. Thimder in the fall indicates a. mild, opgr} winter} Tolstoi, the famous Russian novelist, is now being pursued by mad-house keepers, who, backed by some of the great man‘s relatives, insist that the author’s writings prove him crazy. Tolstoi has a. fortune ; the relatives, gossip says, want it. Distant thunder speaks of coming rain. But While I‘m speculating here, The ink will dry upon my pen; I’ll cast aside all doubt and fear, Maybe my Fate will hold me then. All men 01' genius, I suppose, Dash down their burning thoughts red-h0t~ I‘ll do the, same mysulfâ€"here goes 1â€" By Jove! I've only made a blot! A drop of inkâ€"how much it holds, Upon my 11en~poi1t newly wet; A brilliant; fancy it enfolds, Perhaps, if I could only get It rightly spread about upon the sheet Ofpaper, spotless, free from stainâ€" Alas! I gaze out in the street And chew my penholder in vain. Maybe within that inky drop A poem lies, designed for fame ; But 1 can‘t reach Parnassus’ top, Bccmme, you see, my feet are lame‘ An (migrmq it may contain Rnfilete with wisdom andiwith Wit, I‘m sum it would not make me vmin If Fate would lut 1110 muko a hit. HEALTH AND KIC'KING. A Drop of Ink. ;hundei. ‘ elgctgicity’