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Farihers were there with accurate accounts of what they had been doing. Mr. Hoyle, of Spripgville, sold 1,920 pounds of butter from eight high grade Jersty cows at 23 cents per pound. an average of $55.20 per cow. Capt. B. T. Buckley, of Rnwley, was there with results. He sold from 14 cows, and seven two-yearâ€"old grade Short‘horns 8,293 pounds of butter at 22:} cents per pound. Rating the seven two-year-olds as four cows we find the Captain had an average of $67.00 per cow. He sold his calves for $1400 each, giving him $81.00 from each cow, not estim- ating skim milk fed to the hogs. These are samples of what is being done by the people of that neighborhood. Those people need no more visiting, breth- ren. They can take care of themselves. The Institute association has graduates already. Other localities may send there for help. So grows the fennel-5' movement: for self improvement ! One of the most beautiful features of the Institute was that every farmer brought his wife, and during the two days five differ mt ladies read papers on the different features or home life, nice, metronly women, that a boy would ask a piece of bread and butter with preserves on, from, or that a man is proud of as a mother, wife or daughter. All our women are not the short-haired variety, that walk and talk like a man and set masculine. Trees when received in adry condition should be covered with moist soil, and if the weather is wet the buried trees should be protected Wibh boy or straw to shed the win, since too much moisture is injurious. When the trees have become swollen to their for- mer a‘za, plant them at: once, keeping their roots from the air as much as possible. A time well planted is half grown. We attended the Farmers' Institute, at Walker. Linn county, and saw what we had livedin hope of observing sometime in the next centuryâ€"if spared that long. The meeting was in the house of God. A minis- ter of the gospel op°ned the meeting with prayer and praise. The young girls and young men in the neighborhood came in and played and sang for us. thn Wilson. a neighborhood farmer, presided with such grace and tact; that we were continually re- minded of Blaine, in the House of Represen- tatives of the nation. The order was per feet throughout and every farmer was in- vltgd, coaxed, or questioned into debate. The address of welcome surpassed some at the ! annual Breeder-3’ meeting. Lacal essays by men of whom the State has heard little or nothing, were worth room in the literary and scientific magaz 188. An excellent wash to make the bark of fruit) trees smooth, and valuable also for destroying the eggs of borers and other in» sects, is made by taking a one pound can of concentrated lye (caustic soda) and dissoth- ing it in one gallon of water. Use with a mop or brush, taking care that it does not get: into the eyes of the operator, as it is very corrosive. It causes a glossy bark and when applied in pro er season will destroy young borer: and a o mnltibudes of root- The peeple did not: need urgimv to milk, the question was -“ what cow?’ '1 hey did not question the wisdom of cutting the corn for fodder, but compired methods. They did not inquire about the profits of improv- ed stock, buu about the beat with which to imgrove. The early apples, peaches and the like should always be planted near the dwellinw, and the plot made a run for poultry, or the tree: protected and the ground need for a run for hogs or sheep. The advantages are: easy access to the fruit, the consumption at once of all fallen fruit and Innâ€":9 of the codlin math which would escape and attack the winter trait if planted near by. By the plan we advise, the early fruit attracts the moth: which can be destroyed, and the later fruit will be safer from attack. The locality is advanced in 'many specA inlties. People came from a distance of twenty miles and from all directions. Breed- ers of different kinds of stock, improvere in various directions. experimenters in 2111 de partrments of the farm, associate and private oresmery men and home dairymen, all were there discussing in turn the difl‘:renu ways of mnnnging the product: of the now. Extensive trials have taught the writer that on dry soils, deep planting of apples and peaches is most successful. Seven years ago some large trees were planted a foot deeper than they grew ln the nursery. The year after planting was dry ; not a tree suf~ fered from drouth. nor was loosened by atoms. They have remained very erect and grow very rapidly. In wet places deep planan is disastrous. In such situations, if planted at all. it should be on ridges, and planted shallow at that. Peaches are best when put moderately deep, with the soil ridged up to them by shallow ploughing afterwards. The trees need enfiicient soil on the roots to keep them firm during high winds. The quince roots in a shallow suzl and deep planting or deep culture is not to be desired. A moist soil for them, however, is very essential. In planting the peach, quince or apple, see that) no borers are present. Take a dull knife and scrape the bark at the roof care- fully to see it any discolored spot: appears, if so, search for a borer beneath and remove it. The writer set: 2000 peach trees five years ago and took as many as seven borers from a tree, but few having none. The work was so thoroughly done and no orch- ards being near to furnish mature insects to impregnate them, that there has not been a single borer found. or that can now be found in the entire 2000 trees. The examination of students who wish to enter the Royal Uonservatorie of Music at Leisplo is announced to take placa April 24 at the institution of world widefamc. Every branch of instrumental music and composi- tion is taught by famous masters. The first of the three election in England, towards which so much attention in the political world is directed, has been decided. In the Barnsley Division of Yorkshire Lord Compton, the Gladstonien candidate, was elected by a. majority of 2,451 votes over Mr. Wentworth, the Conservative representa- tive. In the last election in 1886 Mr. Kenny, Liberal, had a maiority of 2,508, so that in the present: election there is a falling ofl' in the Gladstonian majority of 57 votes ; but the total number of votes polled was increas- ed from 8,342 to 10,013. showing the intense xeenneu with which the battle was fought. AGRICU LTURAL. A MODEL INSTITUTE. ORCHARD N OTES. It was ful'y two hours before daylight came. The fire had by this time died almost; out, and the snakes had begun to grow uneasy. One after another uncoiled himself and crept; lazily about, but not one made the leash move to retreat: over my bo_dy, or go out by the front way. I was now suffering a thousand tormenta from having lain so long in one position, but: I dared not move. The sweet: trickled into my eyes, and I hardly dared to wink. It had been daylight three quarters of an hour when I felt: that I had got to make a move, even if it was into hhe jaws of death. I was covered entirely, except my head, and I’d have covered the“: up. too, if I had dared to move as much as a finger. There was only one way to get out of the shanty, and so long as the snakes held that, I must rams-in quiet. I shut my eyes, and tried to keep my mind on something else, but in five minutes 1 was sweating like a trotting horse, and it; required all my nerve tn keep fro_m springing _up_. I had just drawn a full breath to get) ready for the move, when every snake and- denly slipped out by the from: way, and whisked out: of Fight. You may believe I wasn‘t long getting hold of my gun, and as soon as I could get the numbness out of my legs, I advanced to rekindle the fire. Then I saw the snakes congregated around and darting their fangs intoa big toad thi“ty or forty teat away. It was, no doubt, his hopping by the door- way which drew them out. It is a terrible thing to face and to fight: a wild beast or a quick darting serpent, but it is a far more severe strain upon the nerves when one is compelled to remain in active in the power of the enemy, and trust (0 good-fortune for deliverance. A pros- pector, camping in the mountains, was waked from a sound aieep one night by tho consciousneaa of something unusual.in Ha shanty. Icould Knead uhe situation better with my eyes open, and pretty soon I was con- siderably encouraged by seeing most of the snakes curl up close to the fire and go to sleep, and for the nsx: two hours not a snake moved. Those who are familiar with the writings of Robert J. Burdette know that he says many earnest words in a jesting way. We have seen nothing better from his pen of late thenaplayful but very serious com- plaint against the sensational style of stories that are occasionally admitted to our best children's periodicals. On the whole, these periodicals are edited with praieeworthy cue, but they do make a slip now and then that makes this rebuke from the gentle humorist by no means inappropriate. Iwae not long left in doubt as to the character of the visitors. A bias or two warned me. and as soon as my eyes got used to the semi-darkueee, for the fire had burned down to a bed of coals, I could make out a dozen wriggling objects between the fire and me, and knew they were snakes. About the time I got it through my head what was going on, a brand fell down and made a little blaze. and by this increased light I counted eleven old rettiers between me and the tire. . A few were coiled up, and apparently taking solid oomfor’, but others were running aboun in a frisky way, and now and then coiling around each other. â€"‘Tfigy crept: out of -the rocks behind me, attracted by the light and warmth, and every one must hays run_ov§r my_body.. N 0, oh, no ; we are not going to pitch into the five-cent blood and thunder nov- elette, not right directly at any rate. We were just looking over a story in the late number of a most excellent and highly respectable juvenile magazine ; a good magazine, that doubtless views with alarm as do all the rest of us. the poisonous literature of the news-stand. This story is about a boy fifteen years old, who, while standing alone on his father's engine on a lonely siding, saw a runaway train of cars, started by the wind, sweep past him down the grade. Unusual thingâ€"the lightning express nearly due; the train despatcher always manages to have a lightning ex- press abont due when anything of this kind happens. There is “ no telegraph wire either ;" this is also unusual; a road without a wire isapt to run lightning ex- presses and limited trains every fifteen minutes. The boy thinks quickly ; boys of fifteen are always quick thinkers ; he runs his engine out on the main line, setting the switches for himself, for his father had gone to supper, miles away in the country, pre- sumably, as it is quite customary for rail- way engineers to take all their meals on dis- tant ranches, leaving their engines in charge of children. The runaway cars “ are miles away," and he has “less than an hour” to to catch them. He caught the runaways, which were flying like wind ; he slowed up “ with excellent judgment”â€"we should think soâ€"crept along the side of the flying engine, got out on the pilot, lifted the “coup- ling bar with one hand,” and reached over as he " made the coupling and dropped the pin with the other ;" had a struggle with the flying cars, but at last ckecked them ; got them started back, he made thirty-five miles an hour, and the "lightning" in sight mak- ing sixtyâ€"on a road without a wireâ€"he had ten miles to run in this shape, but he made it, got the siding, time to turn the switch, and the “ lightning" thundered by. Then “the boy fainted dead away." No wonder ; it was enough to make a man faint to read it; it was high time somebody fainted. We haven't the least objection to fiction ; we rather like it, but even fiction for boys should have some sense in it. Not rnuchI perhaps. but just some. At the funeral of the CrownAPrince of Austria. the Crown‘Princess wore the same mourning dress used by the Empress Maria Theresa so the burial of her husband, Francis of Loraine. According to the usual custom, the heart of Rudolph was placed in a silver urn and buried away from his body. Gas that can be used for fuel, at so cheap 3. rate as ten cents per thousand cubic feet, is s desideretum devoutly to he wished for. That, however, is to be the good fortune of our friends st Windsor. At a meeting of the Town Council on Wednesday the repre- sentatives of three companies attended who were prepared to supply the natural gas dis- covered in the neighbourhood at that price, and it was determined to have pipes laid through-out the city at the earliest possible date. If illuminating gas can be supplied et a proportionately cheep rate, Windsor will have exceptional edmtegee. Burdette on Boy's Stories. l'nwelcome Visitors. Safe from the nempasts of hopes and fears, In this sheltered calm of her iorescore years ; O'er her silvered head the seasons pass Light as the z’phyrs that away the grass. Though life for her holds nothing more ‘ Than Ehe passing hence to the farther girl: _ When the woods awake at the touch of spring, When the lilacs bloom and the robins sing, And between the orchard trees a-row The blossoms fall like the falling snow.â€" Brighb through the gathered mist of years A fairer scene to her sight appears; And the tubing sing and the lilacs blow, In the happy springs of the Long Ago. With eyes grown dim with the mists of age, Serene she ponders the sacred page; Conning the precepts. day by day, That guide to the straight and narrow way. Knowing the promise of God is sure, And that His mercies for eye endure,â€" Life’s labor ended. its duties done, Tranquil she waits to be summoned home. For the heart crows rich in giving: all its wealth is living grain ; Seeds, which mildew in the gamer, scatter- ed, fill with gold the plain. The maxima tsught in childhood's school, In feeble age are her guide and rule; And idle fingers, to fold or twirl, Wan thought a disgrace when she was a. Is thy (Page of comfort wasting? rise and share with another. And through all the years of famine it shall serve thee and thy brother. Love divine will fill thy storehouse, or thy handful still renew ; Scanty fare for one will often make a. royal feast for two Is thy burden hard and heavy 7 do thy steps drag wearin 2 Help to bear thy brother's burden ; God will bear both it; and thee. Numb and weary on the mountains, would“ thou sleep amidst the snow? Chafe that frozen form beside thee, and to- gether both shall glow. Art thou stricken in life”: battle? Many wounded round thee moan ; Lavish on their wounds thy bulsams, and that balm shall heal thine own. shore,- Yet the patient hands and ready will With love‘s sweet missions are busied still Is the heart a well left empty? None but God its void can fill : Nothing but a ceaseless Fountain can its ceaseless longings still. Is the hearts. living power? Self-entwin- ed, its strength sinks low ; It: can only live in loving, and by serving love will glow. â€" E‘iz sbeth Bundle Charles. Mr. G. T. Angell says: I hereby offer to oollegeand university students in the United States and territories a prize of one hundred dollars for the best essay on The Effect of Humane Education on the Prevention of Crime. The essays must be sent in an outer envelope inolosing an inner sealed one containing the name and past ofice address of the writer. These will not be opened until the committee to whom they are re- ferred have decided to which the $100 be~ longs. All that do not draw the prize will be returned if writer so request and in- close return stamps. The writer of the successful essay. if it is deemed worthy of publication by the committee, will receive $100 and the essay will be wldly publish- ed with the name of the writer. All essays must be received at No. 19 Milk streetI Boston, Mass, on or before March 15, 1889. A Remarkable Engineering Feat. One of the most remarkable engineering feats appears to have been achieved in China, in the face of extraordinary physical difficul- ties-namely, the succees‘ul stretching of a. steel wire cable of seven strands across the river Lennon, (his feet having been accom- plished by the Danish engineer Delinde, assisted only by unskilled native labor. The cable extends between two points at a dis- tance of 4,700 feet apart, the height of the first support being about 470 feet above the present level of the river and the second about 740 feet. The cable in question is said to be the longest in the world, with a single exceptionâ€"nan: :ly the cable across the Kistxmh, measuring some 5,070 feet. There are also two cables across the Ganges, of 2‘ 900 and 2,830 feet, respectively. â€"‘_‘ 33â€"1-6559, madam. ' I did not know the young mnn was a friend of yours. It shall not occur Again." Mistressâ€"“Marie. Isaw you kissing a young man at the kitchen door this morn- ing. I want you to understand that I will not: stand that sort 0; thing at all.” Marie Long ere emth from chaos merging. Glowed beneath the new formed sun, With it’s oceans gently surging, With it’s softly dashing fountains And it’s darkly towering mountains ; Long ere this was the strain begun, When the Deity was building His bright universe, and gilding Boundlees space with melted light. Through the vast expanse he sprinkled Powdered stare that re lly twinkled In the vast and dusky night. Then a. voice rang out throu h space, And the bright orbs fell in p ace, To the sky’s four corners hurled ; Here they rose, and there they sank, Star on star and world on world, In a wild unbroken rank, As they clove the ether clear, Rose sad music on the ear ; Low and terrible at first, Soon in thundering peel it burst ; Then grew faint, and gently sighing Rose and fell yet never dying. Over Time unto the gate Where Destruction sits with fate, We hear it not, nor can we see Thy dim arknna, Mystery ; But there are stren 6 things hid ajnr Beyond the track 0 you red star. MADELINE MARSTON. The Cruse That Faileth Not. The Music of the Spheres. Grandmother. A Prize Essay. Here stood Monttzamn’s mighty temple to the Sun. Much allowance muss be maue of course, for the vivid imaginations of the Spanish historians in the romantic days of the discovery and conquest of the New World ; but even to this any, and right here on and about: the glen: Plaza you see unim- peschable testimony to this heathen temple’e scol‘ied splend_or. The grand Plazx is still, as it was when Cortez first entered in as the invited guests of the great Indian city, the been: of Mexico. The palace built, or rather begun, by Cortez, stands on the eastern side of the great square. This palace is the largest in the world. It; is not the finest palace In the world, but: in is the broaden ; covering more acres of ground than any other palace or public building of any sort that I have seen In all my travels. In is a low and ugly edi- fice, and is built: for the most part out of the stones of the overthrown temple to the Sun. Every Monday morning all Mexico, or at least all the idle and curious and pleasure- seeking portion of Mexico, and that is a large portion of the citizens, comes to this Plaza. to hear the band play and see the troops deploy before the palace. The presi- dent and his cffioers, all in brilliant uni. forms, sit or stand on the upper balcony of the palace, and review the troops. There are always many ladies with the president and his oflicers,-â€"â€"many of them American ladies,â€"a.nd there is often much cheering and pntriotic enthusiasm. The music is ver_y good, as in all Lstin lands. T35 Mexican soldier, as seen here M: these costume parades, is a queer, pitiful little fellow, and he is still more queer and pitiful as you see him out: of the clay matching up ang down the country. The poor little brown soldier, his naked skin glistening like polished copperin the sun, nearly always has a child in his arms Their sflsction for their little brown child- ren is beautiful, indeed. I have often seen a. bsrefooted soldier struggling along with a whole little femily,â€"exoept the wife, â€"in his arms or on his back. As night approaches and the troops are nearing the place to camp, the women go on before with their burdens on their heads and their babies on their backs, and make fires and prepare the scanty meal; while the poor little brown soldiers trim up their irregular lines 9. hit, and enter camp’ with c. show of discipline under the sharp orders of the handsome oflisers. In is the policy of Mexico to keep her soldiers constantly moving about. And as the Mexican soldier nearly always has his wife and children winh him, he cuts a queer figure when marching up and down the country from town to town. At such times he is always barefooted; and at best he has, asa rule, only wooden sandals to weer. When marching in the country be generally has his pantaloons rolled up and tied in a bundle along with his blanket and provisions. His bundle the wife generally has on her head, as she trots along at his side. When the bands play in the grand Plaza and the troops deploy, and the glistening brass cannon rumble and trundle over the big cobble-stones, you see thousands of wo- men and children on the edge of the square watching it all with intense delight. For to many of them this is their firsu glimpse of the great palace, and the president: of Mexico. After an hour of rather awkward parade over the ugly cobble- stones, and under the eye of the president, one regiment: after another is permitted to melt: away, and drop out) in a “ go as you please " march again for the country. _ Ah, then you uhould see the wives, and babies who have been noting the brave soldiers all this tune l They struggle for- ward,the clasp husband, father by the neck, han , anywhere that they can get: hold of him. They praise his beauty and his soldierly bearing, they insist on carrying his gun. they kiss him over and over again ; end he is glad ; he in very glad. He sheds tears of joy as be hmdges on toward one of thiseven gates of the city. Now and then he tops. catches up a half- naked child, presses I: to his heart. kisses it over and over again ; and only sets its little naked brown feet again on the ground in order to take up another one of his miser- able little children, and embrace it: also. All these soldiers are very, very small men. I have often seen them fairly a ger under the wei ht of their big ugly mus eta as they pan and perepired under a hot day’s march in the country. At such times the little children lie thick along the line of march uuder caetusplante and in the shadow of stone walls nearly dead from exhaustion, waiting for the poor, tired father to come back from the end of the day’s march, and take the little starved things to his hcart._ The one special object of interest here by this storied Plaza of Mexico City, after the palace, is the cathedral. It stands on the north side of the square facing the sun, as did the great heathen temple from the ruins of which it was built. This is the richezt place of worship in the world, that is to say, it has more gold and silver in and about its altars and sacred places than any other like place now to be found on earth, if we are to believe our eyes. And vet you hear it whispered that: the great silver rails around the altars here, as well as at the other rich church a league dis~ tent, are no longer solid silver ; than the lofty golden oondlesticks are no longer solid gold. But of this no one can say certainly, excepfl perhaps, the few great dignitaries at the head of the Catholic Church in Mexico. The music is fine here, certainly the finest of Its kind in America. But the place is dirty and damp and gloomy from one end of the year to the other. A dozen or more deformed and repulsive creatures creep about the doors over the dirty stones, and implore you as you pass in to buy lottery tickets which they crumple in their dirty hands. Priesrs in sandals are very plentiful and very dirty. You are not asked for an money, but there are plenty of little boxes tecked up here and there for the reception of whatever you may please to bestow. There are many rare and costly pictures here in this glorious old cathedral ; and yet the real pictures of Mexico, the pretty ones, the pathetic ones. the pictures that make you put your handkerchief to your eyes a. dozen times a day are the people themselves. How loving they are I How true they are to one another in all their misery, all their abielot ignorance snd_most piteous poverty ! In the Grand Plaza of Mexico. There is a little flower éarden and some great trees in the centre of the grand Plaza, and here late in the afternoon the band plays, and the fashionable people congre You should see the little brown gardener: in broad hate and narrow white breech cloth net; work in the flower-garden here in the grand Plaza. of Mexico City! You should see him mow the lawn. And how does he do in? Why, in the first place he squats flat down on his naked heels, and then he hitches himself along as fast as he cute away the grass, withouc riHflg up or even lifting his head from his won-11. And what does he mow Wlth 1 Why, a little piece of glass or rather of obsidium, me same as he used when Cortez onme. ln digging up the stump of s Eucalyptus~ tree here last winter the gardener came to a stone which proved to be a huge and hid- eous idol. The government claims all such discoveries, and in excavating this idol for the fine museum in the palace, two others were found. They weigh, perhaps, a ton. each. and hid long ago been tumbled down here, no doubt by the Spaniards when they destroyed the temple to the Sun. It is said that many rare and curious things, as well as much gold and silver, are still buried here on the site of the pagan temple but only the iTpoverished governmmt can make excava- t ons. I have now described the eastern and the northern side: of the great Lqunre, the pnl‘ ace and the cathedral, the other two sides are mule up entirely of broad porches. These porches re ch out from fashionable stores and tine a ope ct all sorts. and are turned into little hoothe cr bazmra by day and on till midnight. Bub. curious to tell, a: and from the moment of midnight the porches belong to the people *iil sunrise ! A little befare midnight thcee pretty little shops that; blaze and brighten all day and tilllete at: night: begin to melt: away. The Arab, the Turk the Frenchman, the German, all sorts of atom keepers fold up thelr tents, and suddenly start out, as the lttle half-nude and helpless children of the sun steel in and lie down to rest on the herd stones of this half mile of porches. Till three in the morning as the sudden sun comes pouring over the low palace like a silver sea, and fl )oding their faces 1 They spring to their feet on the instant ; they gather about the laughing water as they plunge their arms or their heads into flowing p00i8. All the street: cars, more thana (1028:! lines of them, start from the grand Plazv. here, and never stop their gallop till they come to a. station. There is one very new and yet very solemn- looking and curious street car starts here. It has a huge, black cross over its one broad, black platform, and is called “ the ear of the dead." The once long and dreary proces- sions of priests for the dead are allowed no longer here. You go to your grave by street car in Mexico City now. This car starts every hour, and from the number of those who go out, but come not back, by this car, you would say that Mexico is a. sick- ly city. But it is not so sickly as it seems. For in the first place all the dead, as s. rule, are buried from this presence of the cathed- ral ; and in the second place there are almost slwsys two ctflins to one corpse. One of these coffins holds the dead, the other holds flowers which are to be emptied upon the dead when in the grave. _ -How this seems to soften the whole hard fact of the funeral ! One coffin holds beauti- ful awee‘. flowers; oneâ€"and you can't guess which on aâ€"holds the dead. The poor people here,â€"and they are, at least, niuqto one,â€"take all their dead to the grave on their backs. But they also always have the two comma, and they also always come by way of the cathedral when on their way to the grave. There is a. whole street close by the cathedral with nothing but mffins in it ; but they are not all of them black and sombre. Some are a bright red, some are brilliant with painted roses, some are curiously marked by queer figure‘painb- ings! and look like_Egyptun work. The poor never bury the ooflin with the dead, it: is always brought back, along with the nerrowlittle box that was filled with roses. There are professional carriers for rhese occasions called “cargadaro.” They sit around the grand Plaza. in dozens with llutle ropes in a girdle as the side. They always go in a trot, as if the dead had whispered, "Hurry up 1 I want: to get out: 01 this and rest in my bed of roses." The following heretofore unheard-of infor- mation in regard to the breath and breathing was made public in Kentucky recently by a schoolboy of twelve years, who wrote an esgy _on the subject. We breathe with our 1111: 5, our lights, our kidneys and our livers. 1 it: wasn’t for our breath we would die when we slept. Our breath keeps the life a-going through the nose when we are asleep. Boys who stay in a room all day should not breathe. They should wait until they get: out) in the fresh air. Boys in a. room make bad air called carbonioide. Carboni- cide ls as poison as mad dogs. A lot: of soldiers were once in a black hole in Calcutta and carbonicide got in there and killed them. Girls sometimes ruin the breath with cnr- sets that squeezs the diagram. A big dia- gram is the best for the right) kind of breathing. Dry woods merchantâ€"You have called in response to our advertisement for a. floor walker 2 Well, sir, what are your qualifica- tions for the position ? Applicantâ€"I am the father of three units of twins. The estimated cost of building the neces- sary dams, stocks and improving the naviga- tion of the Red river so as to allow of the passage of boats drawing seven feel: from Lake Winnip2g to Winnipeg is $225,000. Deep water navigation ends at Selkirk, be- yond “ hich railways are necessary to bring lumber, firewood, etc., from the lake and its tributary rivers to the east, up to the city. Winnipeg contends that railway charges over this short distance do not admit of sufficiently cheap carriage of lumber, fire- wood and Lies, to develop the timber re- sources of the lake. Canada. is materially richer in territory and mineral wealth than anybody thought she was since Ogilvie’a expedition seems to have pretty conclusively demonstrated that the Yukon nver creases into Alaska about ninety miles further north than the former maps have shown it to do, and that, there- fore, all this region with the rich gold mines it contains, belongs to Canada, and not to the United States. This is good news, indeed, and we suppose Brother J onathm will have no objections to pay for the tree- aure he he already allowed to be taken from our mines. What with gold mine! and fisheries we will soon be coming to be- lieve that out half la the richer half of the continent. As to Breathing. JOAQUIN MILLER.