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About the surest Way to spoil a. spirited horse is to urge him by frequent taps or words until he finds that he can never satisfy his driver, then he will always re. main aslow-poke, says the Husbeudmau. Remember that a. cow will stand a. great deal more sufi‘ering for want of water rather than make a. long journey through the hot boiling sun to a. pond or stream of water. See to it that your cows have easy access to water. It pays to be clean in the stables as Well 3.5 in the house. A good dose of carbolic acid in 8.11 stables, cow pen and fowl houses will be found very beneficial. It is not expen- sive and may be had at any drug store. Buttermilk, or skim milk thickened with middlings, makes an excellent food for youngpigs after they have been weaned, but they should also have grass. Avoid feeding much corn. Growing pigs should not be made fat, but kept in a. thrifty grow- ing condition. The man who forces his dairy cows to drink the water of filthy sloughs or stagnant pools may not kill his cows, but may kill those who use the milk, butter or cheese. SALT FOR Cows. Cows should never be permitted to get hungry for salt in summer or at any other season of the year, for that matter. But in summer, especially, so much fresh and suc- culent grass calls for salt. and cows require it in considerable quantitiesâ€"for, be it un- derstood that common salt is one of the con- stituents of milk. It may not be in the soil, and consequently not in the grass grown from it, to any considerable extent. Then how is the cow to get it if it is not fed to her? How can it enter into the composition of the milk unless it is drawn from what is already stored up in the blood and tissues of her system? The system must contain a. roper amount in order to maintain health. So there can be no serious priva- tion of salt without injury to both the cow and her product. Milk lacking salt is be- lieved to raise cream hard to churn. At least one poultry ration a dayâ€"in the momingâ€" should be soft food â€"â€" ground grain mixed with Water or milk. POULTRY NOTES. To produce the best results poultry should be fed as regularly and intelligently as are cattle and horses. Boiled potatoes, meat, scraps, table crumbs, etc., serve a better purpose in the hen house than in the swill barrel. Coal ashes are not fit for the dust-box until the cinders have been sifted out. A hen cannot throw coal Cinders on her back They are too heavy ; besides they hurt her feet. Fatten poultry rapidly, and have the process so timed that proper condition of flesh and the best market season shall arrive simultaneously. Very fat fowls con- tract disease readily. Where a person is raising poultry for mar- ket purposes alone. ducks will be found more profitable provided they are good stock They grow more rapidly, weigh more at the age of three months and are in greater de- mand during the summer when chicks ars cheap. A pond is not necessary for duck and in reality the young should not be iven a. swim until about eight weeks old. he water very often chills them which is almost sure death.â€"Farmers’ Home Jour- Even the most enlightened Mexican farm- ers still persist in using oxen of one color in the morning and oxen of another color in the morning, and oxen of another color in the afternoon. They don’t know why they do this, but they know that it must be the right thing to do, because their forefathers did it. Farm laborers are paid eighteen cents a day, and are always paid on Sun- day. v After the strawberries have all been pick- ed, the plants usually need a. rest. This can be afiorded by mowing OR the tops of the plants. In some sections straw is scattered over the plants1 and after thoroughly dry- 'With the full supply of fruif, every family should supply a. full supply for use next winter. Drying, canning, preserving, making jelly or butters will enable us to secure a. good variety, and at a. com nritive- 1y small ex ense. Care should be mcen to do the wor thoroughly, and to shue in a. cool, dark place, as it will hardlv pay to run the risk of loss after taking me trouble to secure. ing, is set-a on fire, burning off thue iops Bf the vines. This plan is more risky than to simply mow off the tops of the plants. A Brave Woman. Sister Maria Theresa, a French nun, who has lately been decorated with the cross of the Legion of Honor for forty years’ service in the army ambulances, seems to be not only a brave but a merry woman. During a time of hard fighting in Tonquin, a bomb fell into an ambulance full of wounded men. Sister Theresa seized the bomb and carried it to a distance. then she set it down it exploded, but, luckily, not until she had had time to throw herself flat on the ground. Her assistants rushed up in terror and found her unconscious and covered with blood. \Vhen she regained her senses she uttered her customary phrase, ” It’s only a joke,” an expression which has since become her nickname. At another time she was tending a wounded man, when she was struck by a passing splinter from a charge of metraille ; but her quiet observation was merely, asusual, “It’s only a joke.” At the ceremony of the decoration, none of the customary formalities were omitted. The general who conferred the title ehera- Here en the brave nun touched her with his sword on both her shoulders, and final- ly touched her cheek with his white mus- taches. The earth, the earth. the tseming earth, God’s storehouse here for man. We go to God's own bank and draw Gina (mm the generous land. Labor, the key God gives to man. To bring these treasures lorth ; We take God's key and boldly come And claim our charters worth. The plow. the plow. the regal plow Holds on its Kinrzly sway, Alike where royal turrets rise Or humble hamlets lay. Ho ! ho! for help to drive the plow To break the virgin sod; No longer ttrive in man‘s employ, Come take your pay of God. STOCK Nous. THE PLow, FARM. First of all. you are shown to a cell ; Then you proceed to take 06â€"well ; You may retain your hairpins and rings, But you must remove all your other things. Then, you wrap yourself in a sheet, And fold it around you from head to feet; (And you'd better take one of your own, If you chance to be large and pretty well grown, For you'll find, and your modestv 'twill harrow, That those provided are rather narrow.) Then you‘follow a girl, in solemn procession, Like a. white-robed nun going to confession ; And she lays you out on a. marble slab, And you feel like a lobster. or maybe a crab. To state that the room is extremely hot, The bounds of truth oversteppeth not, Pretty soon you begin to melt. And you wonder how Shader and Mesheck felt. Then you’re put in a. room that's hotter still, And here you really begin to grill, And the perspiration begins to flow, And you think of poor Abed-nego. There you lie and think or your sinsâ€" And all you‘ve heard it will do for skinsâ€" Till your very eyeballs begin to burnâ€" Then the pretty girl comes and says its your turn, And then stretched out as ifryou were dead, On a steamy, slippery marble bed. With a rubber pillow under your head, You are fiplashed, and soaped, and secured, and rub‘ Has any of your mandarin! paths Ever led you to the Turkish Baths? They're the finest of all things. never doubt. it Just sit down, and I'll tell you about it. When she~comes home again I A thousand ways I tuition, to myself, the lenderlless 0! my gllad welcome : I shall trembleâ€"yea; And touch her, 36 when first in the old days I touched her girlish hand, nor dared upmise Mme eyes, such was my taint heart's sweet dis‘ Then silence : And the perfume of her dress; The mom willeway a. little, and a haze Clay eyesightâ€"soulsight, evenâ€"for a sight : And tearsâ€"yes ; and the ache here in the throat, To know that I so ill deuegve the‘glgce Her urge mIke {or 11-]; find the sol‘bing note I stay with kisses, ere the tc adul face Again in hidden in the old embrace. bed} ‘ In fact most comprehensively scrubbedâ€" And last, somewhat to your consternation, Are played on by hose, like a. confiagration. Then, tucked away in a clean white nest, You can go to sleep, or can lie and rest ; And everything in the whole arena Is as clean as it is at homeâ€"or cleaner; And when at last you dress for the street, You feel so supple, and nice, and neat. And even )our temper has p rown so sweet. You feel no longer cold or hungerâ€" And you look at leasr. to be ten years younger, And be you {at as a seal or thin as a. lath, For ever you’ll bless the Turkish Bath. A [Hopeful outlook in the North- West. A rose-colored account of the North-West is given by the Rev. Andrew Baird, Pres- byterian minister, of Edmonton. Of Oats he gives an instance in which 116 bushels to the acre are alleged to have been grown ; wheat is put at 40 bushels : “cattle grow fat roaming knee-keep in the luxuriant prairie grasses during the summer.” Grass is to be had for nothing, and butter brings 40 cents a lb. Farmers are not yet able to supply the home demand, including sup- plies for the mounted police, Indians and Hudson Bay Traders. Flour and bacon are still imported. Potatoes sell for 50 cents a bushel and oats for 60. Steamers ply on the North Saskatchewan and the Athabaska rivers, besides flat bottomed boats on the former. Mr. Baird thinks that, on the Whole, the outlook for the settler on the 1 Saskatchewan is a. very hopeful one. BEYOND. It aeemeth such a little way to me Across to that strange country, the Beyond ; And vet not sprgnge, (9:- it has_ grown 130 bf: m'fhé Hohie of thdée'of whom 172m so fond ; They make it seem familiar and most dear, As journeying friends bring distant countries near. So close it, lies that, _when my sight. is clear, fl Vlithuixkfll éée the gleaming'str‘énd ; I know, I feel that {hose‘whojve gqne I_rom here, 7 When from this dear earth I shall journey out To that still idearrer country_of thg dead,_ When I shall cross the intervening s ace Between thisland and that one over t ereâ€"â€" One more to make the strange Beyond seem fair." And so for me thereris n_o sting t9 death, "Aind vrvliirtér, sei'tace, a litfle strip of hen, To find the loved ones waiting on the shore, More beautiful, more precious than before. Cdmé near enough to touch mi hand. I often think, but for our veiled eyes, We should find heaven right ’round about us lies. I flannel; make it aeem a day to dread 7 And join the lost ones at; long dreamed about. I love this world, yet shall I love to go And meet the friends who wait for me, I knowI I never stand about a bier and see _ ilfvhei Boga] 6! death set on some well-beloved But that] think : “One more to welcome me W Andrsor the grave has lost in; victory ;' It, is hut_c_rossing,_ with a_.t_>§._ted Mental}, -..- .. ...._B_,, Thanvthose he leaves behind. No matter what the journey be Adventurous, dangerous. far. To the wild deep or hleak tronlier. To solitude, or warâ€" Still som- thing cheers the heart that dares In all of human kind, And they who go are happier Than those they leave behind. The hride goes to the hriiegroorn's home With doubtings and with tears, But does not hope Her rainbow 5; read Across her cloudy fears? Alas l the mother who remains. What comfort can she find, But thisâ€"the gone is happier Than one she leaves behind? Have you a friendâ€"n comrade dear? An old and vAlued friend 7 Be sure your term of sweet concourse At length will have an end 1 And when you partâ€"mi part you willâ€" 0 take it not unkind. If he who goes is happier Than you he leaves behind l God wills it soâ€"and so it is '. The pilgrims on their way. Though weak and worn, more cheerful are Than all the rest who stay. And when, at last, poor man subdued, Lies down to death resigned, May he not still be happier far Than those he leaves behind? There's something in the “parting hour” ‘A ill chill the warmest heartâ€"â€" Yet kindred, comrades lovers, friends, Are fated a l to part ' But this I’ve seenâ€"am; many a pang Has pressed it on my mindâ€" The one who goes is happjgr _ The little tottering baby feet, With faltering steps and slow, with patteying _eg‘._hoes soft and sweet Into my heart tbev go; They also go, in grimy plays, In muddy pools. and dusty ways, Then through the house in trackful maze They wander to and fro. The baby hands that clasp my neck With touches dear to me, Are the same hands that smash and wreck The inkstand foul to 559; They pound the mirror with a cane, They tend the manuscript in twain, Widespread destrgction they ordain, In wasteful jubilee. The dreamy, murmuring baby voice That 0008 its little tune, That makes my listening heart rejoice Like birds in leafy June, ("an wake at midnight dark and still, -\'\d all the air with howlings fill Tu It splits the air with echoes shrill, Like coroneta out of tune. GEMS 0F PHETRY. WHEN Sn: COMES oms‘ Tu PARTING Houn‘ A TURKISH BATH THE BABY. face, The iron crown, il sacro chiodoâ€"«the holy nail, as the inhabitants of Monza call itâ€" was worn by Charlemagne and by a long succession of German enperors after him, ending with CharlesV. Napoleon Bonaparte was the last sovereign upon whose head it rested. With characteristic audacity he put it there himself. It was in May, 18"5, that he gathered about him at Milano the dignitaries of the empire, the foreign diplo- mats and his generals, and, in the presence of his victorious army, set the crown upon his own head with the words that stand en- graved on its rim: “God gave it to me. Woe unto him who touches it.” In 1859, when the Austrians were driven from Lombardy, they carried the iron crown with them, first to Mantua and afterward to Vienna, where it was kept until Venice was ceded to Italy by the peace of 1866. Then it was returned to the cathedral at Monza, and there it remains still, jealously guard- ed with Queen Theodolinda’s other treasures and the crown of her royal husband. Worn by Royal Heads. Some of the French crown jewels which the republic has sold at public auction will without doubt find their way to this city, says the New York Mail andErpress. But though the jewels that have adorned royal crowns may be bought, the diadems them- selves will .be beyond the buyers’ reach. The collection contains none of historic value. Those were stolen during the re- volution a. hundred years ago. The iron crown is boarded as a. national relic in the cathedral of the little Lombard town Monza, agood day's journey from Paris. It has been there from time immemorial. It: was. made in the sixth century by a skilled Roman goldsmith for King Antheric’s ener- getic Queen Theodolinde, whom Pope Greg- ory the Great wished to compliment for ridding Lombardy of the Arian heretics. When a German Emperor was to be crown- ed it used to be brought to Milano in great state. It was no joke to be crowned Em- peror of Germany in those days. It had to be done three times over. First there was Germania’s silver crown, to be received at Aix-la-Chanelle; then the iron crown at )lilano. And, lastly, at Rome the Pope placed the golden diadem upon the sover- eign’s head. Each had its peculiar signifi- cance, but the iron crown was held in the highest estee m. It derives its name from an iron ring within the outer golden rim, which. according to tradition, was made from a. nail or the true cross. Of all royal crowns it is the plainest: A broad flat rim of hammer- ed gold, decorated With flowers in enamel and precious stones, not polished as dia- monds are used nowadays, but uncut emer- alds, sapphires and rubies in their natural shape. The crowns Worn by the Gothic kings who ruled in Spain before the Moorish invasion are not quite as old as the iron crown, but they are both handsomer and costlier. They were fcund a score of years ago in the old cemetery Fuente di Gucrrazar, near Toledo, and form now the chief attraction in the Elung Museum. There are eight of them, and their aggregate gold value exceeds $10,- 000. The biggest and handsomest is nearly a foot across and studded With diamonds, pearls, rubies and sapphires. A row of little crosses of gold and cornelian runs all the way around it, and letters forming the words Receswinthus Rex Offeret are fasten- ed to these with chains of the same precious metal. Twenty-two pearls and golden tears depend from the letters. The next largest of the crowns is supposed to have belonged to the Queen. Like the King’s, it is stud- ed with diamonds. The collection was ap- parently given to some church, as was the practice in the early middle ages. An in- scription in all the crowns reads : “In the name of the Lord, Lonnica donates this to Santa Maria di Abaxo,” and it is known that a church of that name once stood near Toledo. Receswinthus reigned in the mid- dle of the seventh century. It is probable that the priests buried the crowns to hide them from the invading Moors half a hun- dred years after his death, and that they were either killed or driven into exile, where their secret perished with them. The crowns were found by accident by workmen digging a. vault in the churchyard. The holy crown of Hungary is another historic diadem. According to the popular tradition 'it was wrought by the angels for his apostolic Majesty, King Stephen 1., but history records its two-fold birth, for it is really made out of two separate crowns. Pope Sylvester IL sent one of them to Stephen when he was crowned in the year 1001 ; the other was given to Geiza, a Hun- garian noble, less than 100 years later, by the Byzanthine Emperor, Michael Ducas, and when Geiza succeeded to throne of Hun- ary he had the two crowns made into one. %n this shape it looks the popular ideal of a crown; a. broad gold ring. surmounted by four golden bows that neet at the top. Go the rim at the starting point of each of the four is an enamelled portrait. One repre- sents the Saviour, the other three Geiza, Michael Ducas and Constantius Porphyro- genitus. Four smaller portraits in enamel on the front of the rim depict the arch- angels Michael and Gabriel and the saints George and Demetrius. The crown is cov- ed with uncut sapphires, amethys s and rubies. The Hungarian people fairly revere this crown. To them it stands for more than the mere symbol of political sovereignty ; it is the very palladium of Hun ary. A troop of balberdiers and two no les of ancient lineage who are responsible for the treasure with their lives guard it night and day in the castle at Buda, where it is kept. ln olden times no king could reign in Hun ary without it had rested upon his brow. f he died before he had been crowned his name was stricken from the record of kings; even a pretender acquired a quasi title to the kingdom, if by force or stratagem he could possess himself of it. When the last king of the house of Arpad died by poison in . the year 1302, the throne became the prey of rival claimants. Charles Robert, Prince of Anjou, a nephew of the King of Naples, who was backed by the See of Rome, had the prize almost within his grasp, when his Bohemian opponent received unexpected succour from his father, the Emperor VVan- ceslaus, who swooped down upon Buda, captured the holy crown and carried it ofl" to Prague. But he did not effect his purpose. The Hungarians rejected both candidates after this catastrophe and chose a. third, Otto of Bavaria. Thus bathed, old \Ven- ceslaus made his son's lucky rival pay roundly for the crown without which his election would have been an empty form. It was an expensive bargain for Otto, but it did not end his troubles. To get to his new capital he had to cross FAMOUS CROWNS. Austrian territory, and now followed a suc- cession of almost incredible adventures, in which the crown played the chief role. It became once more the prey of pretenders. and in the mist of ageneral fight for its possession, it suddenly disappeared. Noth- ing was seen or heard of it for many genera- tions. Hungary got along as best she could, and in the course of time fell under foreign yoke. At last the crown was foundâ€"how or where is to this day unknownâ€"and was brought to Vienna by Joseph II. From Vienna it found its way back to Hungary. In the national uprising of 1848 the provi- sional government obtained possession of it, but after the defeat and flight of Kossuth it disappeared once more. This time it was supposed tobe lost for good. It was be- lieved by some that it had been sent to London by the despoilers. and by others that Kossuth had picked the diamonds out of their setting in the crown and sold them to the Turks. Both the stories were groundless. It was lying safely buried all the while in Hungarian soil. A few months after the defeat of the national cause a peasant betrayed the spot where Kossuth and his friends had hidden it, hoping thus to thwart the conquerors, the Austrians. and it was brought backto the castle in Bada with great pomp. It has not left it since. Scotland‘s ancient crown is another royal diadem that has had its full share of queer adventures. The antiquaries assume that it was made for King Robert Bruce. It is made of two circlets of gold, tae upper decorated with crosses and lilies, the lower with uncut diamonds. Two gold bands rise from the lower ring and, bending over the head, support a olden ball and cross. \Vhen the Stuarts ecame rulers of England and took up their residence there, they kept up the practice of going north to receive Scotland’s crown on Scotch soil. Charles I. did express the wish that the crown and regalia might be sent to London for his con- venience, so that the ceremony might take place there ; but he chan ed his mind in a hurry, when the Scots too it as an insult, and went up to be crowned like the rest. That was in June, 1633. Charles II. was crowned in Scotland on New Year's Day, 1651, when he claimed the throne ; but on the advance of the Protector’s forces the regalia were hurried off to Dunnottar, a strong castle on the North Sea coast, lest they should fall into the hands of the enemy. In the following year the castle was invested by the Cromwe lians under Lambert, and its commander, Earl Ogilvy, was summoned to surrender. He replied with a challenge, and Lambert laid siege to the castle. Earl Ogilvy had sent urgent messages to the king for a ship to carry off the crown, foreseeing the fall of the castle; but Charles had none to send. Thus thrown upon their own resources, the involuntary custodians of the regaliaâ€"there were besides the crown, the sword and the sceptre used at corona- tionsâ€"cast about for a way of putting them beyond the wanton enemy’s reachâ€"for it was made clear very soon that Ihe castle could not hold out long: Here, as often before in the world’s history, it was a woman’s wit that saved the day. The woman was the wife of James Granger. the minister of a little church a few miles from Dunnottar. 0n pretence of visiting a sick friend in the castle she passed unchallenged through the besieging army with her maid and, returning, they carried away the regalia concealed under their skirts. Safe outside the enemy’s line the regalia were buried in the church in a spot known only to the minister and hisfaithful wife. The castle fell and Lam- bert stormed and raged when he learned that the crown had slipped through his fingers. Suspicion fell on the minister and his spouse ; it is reported that they were put to the rack to make them confess, and it is more than probable that the story is true. People were put to the torture in those days for much less than that. How- ever, they confessed nothing, and in the crowding events of that stirring time the crown and its disappearance were alike soon forgotten. At the restoration the regalia were recovered in good condition by Charles II. After the union between England and Scotland they were put away in a gigantic iron-mounted and padlocked trunk in the strongest room in Edinbur hcastle, for fear that the sight of them mig t ofl'end English prejudice, and there they lay more than a hundred years, from 1707 to 1818, when they were once more brought to light by a com- mission specially appointed for the purpose. The regalia are still at, Edinburgh: Thence are the most famous of the historic crowns of Europe ; but there are others that possess much interest. In the Cathedral at Aixls-Chapelle is one donated to the church by Mary, Queen of Scots; another in the church at Namur was worn by Baldwin, Count of Flanders, whom the crusaders made King of Jerusalem. The thorns that are set in the gold are said to have been taken from thecrown of thorns worn by the Saviour on the cross. The Popes tiara, or tramsâ€"there are no less than four of themâ€"are amongst the most interesting of the crowns of more recent date. The triple crown is worn by the Pope onl on extraordinary occasions. 0r- dinarily e wears a common bishop’s mitre. The tiara. Was originally a plain pointed cap, but Pope Harmisdas added a crown in the year 523, Boniface VIII; another at the be- ginning of the fourteenth century, and John XXII. the third 8. score of years later. The three together represent the ecclesiasti- cal, civil and judicial supremacy of Rome. A mound and a cross of gold surmount the triple crowns. The handsomest of the four at the Vatican is the one presented by Na.- poleon to Pope Pius VII. in 1805. Its three golden rings are studded with precious stones. At the apex is an emerald said to be worth alone 10,000 francs. The value of the whole crown is estimated at fully two hundred thousand francs. Napoleon had another splendid crown madeâ€"for himself. It was that one he put on his own head at the famous coronation in the Church of Notre Dame in Paris. After his fall it was kept under lock and key in the national treasury until the nephew of his uncle assumed it after the coup d'etat in 1852. To Frenchmen who worship the name of Napoleon but hate the empire it is now rather an embarrassing relic. A Minneapolis mistress was recently fined $10 for slapping her hired girl. If somebody will fine a. girl for “ sassing” her mistress the account can be called square. Mrs. A. K. T. R. Carey has invented a. very simple cover for tumblers or jars. It is made of a. tough ipaper, neatly printed, with space left for marking the variety or date of making, and fastens securely at once. l RESTING Anna MEALS. Hurried eating of meals, followed imme- diately by some employment that occupies the whole attention, and takes up all, or nearly all, of the physical energies, is sure to result in dyspepsia in one form or another. Sometimes it shows itself in excessive irrita- bility, a sure indication that nerve force has been exhausted ; the double draught in order to digest the food, and carry on the business, has been more than nature could stand with at being thrown out of balance. in another case, the person is exceedingly dull as soon as he has a few ' utes of leisure. The mind seems a deadihk, and can only move in its accustome ‘ annels, and then only when compelled. This. also. is an indication of nervous exhaustion. Others will have decided pains in the stomach, or a sense of weight, as if a heavy burden was inside. Others, again, will be able to eat nothing that will agree with them ; everything that is put inside the stomach is made the subject of a violent pro- test on the part of that organ, and the per- son snffers untold agonies in consequence. Others suffer from constant hunger. They may eat all they can, and feel hungry still. If they feel satisfied for a little time, the least unusual exertion brings on the hungry feeling, and they can do no more until sometning is eaten. It is almost needless to say that this condition is not hunger, but inflammation of the stomach. Scarcely any two pei sons are aflected exactly in the same way, the disordered condition mani- festing itself according to temperament and occupation, emplovments that call for men- tal work, and those whose scene of action lies in-doors, affecting persons more serious-7 ly than those carried on in the open air, and those which are merely mechanical and do not engage the mind. All,vorwnearly all, of these difficulties of digestion might have never been known by the sufferers had they left their business behind them, and rested a. short time after eating, instead of rushing off to work im- mediately after hastily swallowing their food. Nature does not do two things at a. time, and do both well, as a. rule. All know that when a. force is divided, it is weakened. If the meal were eaten slowly, without pre- occupation of the mind, and the stomach allowed at least half an hour’s chance to get its work well undertaken, before the nervous force is turned in another direcction, patients suffering from dyspepsia. would be few. A physician once said, “ It does not so much matter what we eat, as how we eat it.” While this is only partly true, it cer- tainly is true that the most healthful food hurriedly eaten, and immediately followed by work which engages the entire available physical and mental forces, is much worse than a meal of yoor food eaten leisurely, and followed by an interval of rest.â€"Hall’s Journal of Health. When blood is flowing from a. wound, it is necessary that it be stopped, or it may result in one’s death. If it is a smnll wound, the blood may be stopped by pressing on the part. If it be arterial blood, a bandage should be drawn very tightly around the limb, just above the wound, so as to allow the blood to coagulate, and thus check its flow; if the blood should be from a. vein, the same should be applied just below the wound ; the bandage may be made tighter, by slipping a stick underneath the wrapping and twisting tightly. We can tell whether the blood is from an artery or vein, by its color, and by the manner of its flow. Arter- ial blood is a bright red, and flows in jets ; venous blood is dark red, and flows in a steady stream. Is the Horse Stupid.‘ “ Intelligent? That’s the mistake nearly everybody makes. A horse is an idiot, sir, a downright idiot. I see you don‘t believe me. Well, let me try to explain myself. it seems daring, like, to say the horse is the stupidest animal in existence, but it’s true. If people only knew it, as those having much to do with them find outrjt would save deal of bother. Now, think of the horse. He’s a. noblelooking animal. Granted, but what does he ever do that shows he has anything like sense? In the first place, he has not a good memory. Wouldn't you think that a horse would come to know that when he is cleaned and groomed and harnessed, or saddled, that he was expect- ed to go somewhere and do something? \Vell, if left alone he’ll go straight back to the stable. Where’s his memory? In the manger and the hay rack. If he shies at an object on the road once, the chances are a, thousand to one that he’ll shy at the same object upon the same road every time he comes near it. If the roads are slippery, what does he do? Spread out his four feet in order to balance himself? Not a. bit of it. He begins to dance about on two, He’ll half strangle himself with his halter one day, forget all about it, and try to do the same thing every day. He hurts him. self in all manner of ways through his own stupidity, and never learns by experience, He’ll open the door of a loose box by cun- ning, but all he does when he gets free is to get into mischief. He’ll cut himself by hitting or brushing, but never seems to find out the way to avoid it. He’ll run away, and if he isn't sto ped he's sure to do him- self some serious arm, after doing all the injury to others he possibly can. He doesn t remember those who have been kind to him beyond where he got a. lump of sugar or an apple. Ask a circus man about a horse’s intelligence, and he’ll laugh at the question and tell you they have no memory except to do abad turn to any one they don’t like. The horse is awkward because he’s stupid. Many a time I've had my foot trodden on by my own beast, and many a. painful nip has he given me with his teeth, without prob« ably intending to hurt me. Intelligent ? No, sir, he’s too stupid to take care of him- self.” A bald-headed St. Louis man, who has been troubled by flies, has devised a. scheme, to get rid of the troublesome insects. 'He noticed that a. fly always walks upward, Put a. fly on a. window and up he goes to- ward the top ; he can’t be made to walk downward. Forthwith he made a. window screen divided in half. The upper half lapped over the lower, with an inch of space between. As soon as a. fly would light on the screen it would proceed to travel upward, and would thus walk straight outdoors. On reaching the top of the lower half he would be outside. Not being able to walk down, he had no way to ‘ return to the room. WHAT To Do IN CASE OF BLEEDING A flint for the Flies. HEALTH.