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Left alone, Nellie's newly-found courage as quickly deserted her, and sinking into a. chair, she folded her arms on the table. and let her face fall forward upon them. She did not cry. but her whole body trembled piti- fully. and, every time the awful cry sounded in the street, she winced as if a whipâ€"lash had struck her quiver- ing flesh. ; “0h, Jack, I don’t like to tell you, especially to-nigh‘t! But you know as well as I do how Jim Travers wanted. me. I can’t get his face out of my mind; it looked awiful in the church (Co-day!" - Jack [Manafiald looked grave. "You'll have to put all such notions out of your mind, my girl," he said, quietly. "Jim an' me’s been chums for years; we couldn't both have you.” an' he's the sense to know that the choice was for you. Don‘t go an' think hard of poor old Jim as lost youl" Searcer five minutes had passed since Jack Iefft herâ€"though if time had been. measured by agony it might have been five hours lâ€"when aloud cheer sounded in Nellie's ears, followed by the thunder of hoofs and wheels. She sprang to her feet and rushed to open the door. just as with a roar and a rattle, the. fireâ€"engine went sweep- ing past. There was a flash of scarlet and gold and flaring lamps; showers of sparks streamed from the hoof; of the horses; but Nellie only saw two facesâ€"the face of the two of the hel- meted firemen. One was the face of Jack Mansfield. her husband, who smiled and waved his hand reassurineg to her as the engine whirled past. The other was the face of Jim Travers, her rejected loverâ€"a. dark and gloomy face, with white, set lips and an expression of bitter despair. He. too. looked at her, Then, sudden and swift, the peace and joy of the new home was shattered by an awful cry from the street: “Fire! Fire I” Nellie started as if a shot had pierced ' "Nana." fie’ihi’iéfie'r'ed, "it is the call of duty, and where duty is there God is too." ed, and fell together. involving the fiery caverns in ruin, and a column of sparks fled. up imto the dark chim- "But!" in exclaimed with a glad laugh. “We musn't begin our married life with 'buts’ Nellie dearrI Tel'l meif anything troubles you, and we will get rid of it at once.” "So Boon!" gasped Nellie, with her hand pressed tightly against her heart. Nellie ran and fetched her husband's boots, just as a thundering rap sound- ed on the door. and hasty footstqps clattered away on the pavement. It was the work of a filament for the young fireman to kick off his slippers and plunge ‘into_hi‘s boots; then, seiz- w... yuan,“ Auuv u»: wum, Lucu, DEIZ‘ ing his coat and hat from the door. he paused for a moment to clasp his ngquife in his arms. ‘ Nellie stared at the Tire and -said nothing. The mass of red. coals crack- feet “Be brave, my girl I" cried Jack. "Now's the time to prove what stuff you’re made of.” . Then he tore himself from her clingâ€" mg arms and was gone. . l LOVE’S SACRIFICE "There is danger in every life, dear heart. MannY wives send their men to Sea. and do not see them again for months; the flames are not crueller than the waves, Nellie l” "No, Jack," she said; "I will try to be brave. butâ€"-â€"" ‘ BY ALBERT E. HOOPER. It was Jack Mans-field’s wedding night, and as the young fireman drew his easy-chair to the hearth after supâ€" per, and put up his slippered feet on the shining bar of the fender, he gave a. sigh of satisfaction. His eyes danced with pleasure as he watched his pretty quick-handed little wife clear the taâ€" ble: and when the cloth had been fold;- ed away in the drawer. and the lamp For some momenta neither of them spoke. Truth to tell, they were too happy for words. Nellie found pleasant pictures of the future in the mystic caverns of the fire; and as for Jack, [he just gazed his fill at the only pio- ‘ture in the world he cared to see, the face of his wife glorified in the fireâ€" fight. which changed her curly hair imto a lhalo of ruddy gold. But, pre~ aently.wi_th an eflort, the young hus- band said: "Fire! Fire!" came the lfrom without. Again she did not answer. and he went on: Bet on its little woolâ€"work mat in‘ the middle of the snowâ€"white deal, he cried: "Come along. Nellie 1" The young wife brought a. low stbol and sat at his feet and. giving him one loving look full of joyful trust, she clasped her hands on his knee, and rested her cheek upon them as she gazed into the fire. "Nellie, my girl, this is even better than our hopes promised, isn't it 9” He allowed his eyes to glance glee- fully round the trim kitchen, flashing back the sparkles of light from the glass and china. on the dresser, and then brought them swiftly again to their centre of attractionâ€"the bluahâ€" ing face resting on his knee. She did not answer but she glanced back at him. and he was satifiied. "Tell me, Nellie dear." he said next; "you have quite got over that old fear I" ' heart. and Jack sprang {0 his II cry again lessly at the fell into the Nellie was “Oh, Jack! been !” she_ cried; "and what a. rand plan poor J1m was ! And we never knew ltâ€"we never knew 1t 1" "th8.11 I tell yqu what he said in that moment while I was struggling to get back to my place on the rail?" asked Jack. ’ The sound of madly whirling wheals came to her. muffled by the distance, but the rush of feet along the pave- ment still went on; and, looking up again, she was aware of a. hurrying stream of people passing her door. "Where is the fire ?” she asked of a. neighbor who had just run out of the néxt house. a ' ‘ "He came to save my life that you might not lose the man you loved best," said Jack Mansfield, gravely. “I didn‘t know he was there till be seized me round the waist and pulled me down from the rail to the balcony. If I hadn't struggled he might have been more careful; but whkm he sprang to my place on the rail he out too careâ€" Nellie ran into the house, and in an- other moment she had thrown a shawl over her head and joined the woman in the street. « The stream of people were lessening, so they hastemd their steps, noticing as they ran that the glow in the sky hnd deepened from a faint rose color to a. blood red. and that now and again tongues of fire and sudden fountains of sparks sprang upward to the pail of saffron smoke. which overhung the rogifâ€"tops. _ 1 -1 n- . Nellie was almost choked by the wild beating of her heart as she watched her husband's gallant attempts to save the lower part of the house.from the danger which threatened it. Every stroke of the keem hatchet seemed to strike a. blow at her. \Vhen would the piece of blazing timber give way? When would Jack srbep down on to thg syayfiing ladder ’1‘ “VV‘hat me “I” he cried. “No. no, lass. That was Jim, poor chap. and he did. it all for love of you. Nellie!” "Oh, Jack, wharf; do you mean? ]. thought he was creeping along the balcony to throw you into the fire by cause I married you instead of him." Nellie could not speak for her sob~ hing, so Jack went on: “He told. me not to risk two lives â€"that his own was of no value to him or to anybody else, but that I must live for your sake. Then he said, 'Jack. let me have your placeâ€"it its for dear love's sake P" ‘ “Only in Flint street! Can't yer see the, red in the sky? I’m a-goin' to have a. look at it! Come along 0' me, Nell. yefirjunbe frightedfo death at‘hpme!" -77 V.,, Fear and excitement made Nellie's‘ heart beat heavily as she ran. and when “they had traversed the length of several streets and reached the out- skirts of the swaying crowd which surâ€" rounded the burning building, she felt as if she must fall. But in a moment the faintness passed. and she was able to look about her. The building was a, lofty one, at the corner of the streetâ€"an oil and color, shopâ€"and the fire seemed to have taâ€" ken possession of the upper rooms and] the roof. The whole of the top story was in flames, and the firemen were working to keep the fire from creeping lower. Running round the upper story there was a. narrow iron bal- cony, and her first glance upward showed Nellie the form of a stalwart young fireman balanced upon the I'illi of. this balcony, while he hacked with might and gain at some burning wood- work which extended to the floor l>e~ with him. With :1 shudder, she recognized Jacki In the 'glare of the fire, the rail he stood on looked like a. bar of redâ€" hot iron, and so precarious was his footing that it seemed to the watchers below that a single slip must preoipi- tate him to the pavement or into the sea. of fire within: the house. Suddenly a ruddy flash of light from ashadowed corner of the little bal- cony caught her eye. It was the re‘ flection of the. flames cast back from a brass helmet! There was another fireman on the balcony, and he was ore ing cautiously nearer and nearer to ask! Was he going to his help? orâ€" Nellie’s heart stopped heating for an instant and seemed frozen with a sudden horror. The face of the second fireman was exposed to the glare of the flames, and its expression was: aw£u1__to _look upon. A strange murmur rose from the crowdâ€"an uncertain sound, such as the sea. sometimes makes before a. storm when the wind quickly rises and as quickly dies away again. Nellie knew that the people around her were watch- ing Jim’s sly approach. uncertain of his intentions. For herself, she was in no uncertainty; she had seen despair in his eyes. and now she saw murder and revenge in lzuis movements. She would have shrieked aloud to warn Jack 01' his danger. but horror con- tracted the muscles of her throat, and. thg‘cryyyas gpifled in her heart. and the glance that leaped trom his dusky eyes made her quickly cover her face with; her hands. Stealthin Jim mp1: nearer to the unconscious Jack. His hands shot out to- ward the feet so unsteadin balanced on the glowing rail, and, sick with terror, Nellie covered her face with her hands. She heard an awful cry go up from this crowd, and a. strangled scream tome its way through her throat as she looked up again and saw that Jack no longer stood upon the railâ€"that the blazingr woodwork had been cut away, and a crouching figure was creeping stealthin back along thenbalcony. "Jack !" she said, "Are we both dead. andâ€"and is this Heaven 2" Then he smiled at her. “No. no, dear heart." he cried; “we're alive. and you'll soon be hearty please God. and this is home.” Nellie felt as if her senses were leav~ ing her again. but Jack kissed her. and the kiss did her so much good that) she'saflu up: > _"I 'thouéht you had fallen into th: flre and been killed, Jacki" she said Then a black wave surged up before her eyes. hiding the blaze of the burning building ; a. roaring as of many waters sounded in her ears, and she sank into a. gu‘lf of darkness. When she returned to consciousness Nellie saw that she was at. home. Then she became aware of a. strong arm clamping her. Lastly she knew (hat a loving face was looking down at her bwaftlzlirmxious eyesâ€"the face of her husâ€" n It was the face of-Jim Travers timber, and slipped and fire." now weeping bitterly. Jack! how wicked I have III. A Balloon Voyage and a Fall of 3000 Feel. Into the Sea on 4: Desert Islandâ€"At tucked by Monstersâ€"«Banal Aliveâ€" From Heaven to "rules. How does it feel to be hypnotized? Yes; I can answer you that question and many more which I am‘ sure you’d nev- er think of asking. For instance: XVhat are the sensations of an animal of the lower orders? It is a. pleasure to {all 3,000 feet? Did I enjoy a Short leak into the gates of heaven? ,VVhat are the tortures of a body sent to everlast- ing torment? ‘Does it seem awful to have some one bury you”. alive? To all these queries I can reply with truth. As I remember now one night's experi- ence I can relate what happened; in a. dozen different places perfectly as well as my sensations and experiences. It all seems like a nightmare to me; more vivid than a dream, yet a trifle hazy to seem an a. real happening. Appar- ently these things took place years and years agar yet as I look back along that seeming vista of time, I can see all with vividnem, my hideous and pleasant feelings intermingled with most startling eccentricity. To begin with. a brief sketch: of my meeting with the hypnotists under whose power I was, may not be out of place. It will be Well to say right here that they are no ordinary “quadk” pro- Eemionals who go about the country giving exhibitions. They are two phy- sicians who are bo’thi well known. Their names, I am not at liberty to mention,“ they are not seeking notoriety. For years they have studied this mysterious science in the interests of medicines and surgery. Their omional exhibitions are always private, attended only by a. select company of dbctors and train- ed nurses. The younger of the pram- titioners is probably about 25 years of hard t5 slumber. Presently a delici- ous feeling of restfulness came over me. I felt as one does in the morning when we ought to rise- and the room is so warm and’ pleasant. My thoughts} were idle and I sat as in a. trance. His voice seemed brushed and far away; His cooling hands passed silently upon. my forehead. [He said: "You now have full power of your senses; you can both. think and reason! but you can not move your feet." Try as I would. they seemed as if belong- ing to another. (Behind mountain peaks the golden sun was sinking from my sight. The clouds and snow fields were tinged for a moment, a rosy line which died away and left a cold gray color. I seemed so near the moon There it hung but a few miles [above me. The chasms and canyons were plainly vis- ible. 'I could see vast glaciers and froz- em waterfalls. All was cold and gloomy. Not a living thing was to be seen. Even the wild birds which had but a moment before swarmed aboufi AN HYPNUTIU EXPERIENCE SOMETHING OF MYSTERY. abouxt their owner. ’W'hen first I met him, I confess that) I was not a Little nervous and restless. All the time I was in conversation with' him those huge dark eyes‘kept twitch- ing, and I could not but. suspect that he was trying to exercise his wonderâ€" ful power over me. The doctor said: Numerous incidents suggested topics for further conversation, so that) when we had made an end of speaking I felt that I could easily write a. library full of treatises on hypnotism. During the course of his discussion ibis-said: “From what knowledge I have acquired from a. deep study of the subject, I do not hesitate to say what I regard the mir~ acies of Christ directly accountable to his superhuman magnetic power. Beâ€" ing a. direct descendant from the‘ Holy Spirit, he, more than any of us ought to have possessed that power, which is not of this world. (He must have so illusiolned the people that they Would believe and even see anything at his suggestion." ( x : STORY OF A SUBJECT WHO HAD AN AWFUL HALF HOUR. age. He is tall and- straight. His night-black hair, parted in the! middle is long and stubborn. Tb look into those big deep brown: eyes of his would be to suspect ' but a: my in azure "Yes, I could hypnotize yvu very eas- ily, it is a mistake to suppose that an intelligent; subject is the easiest to handle. An insane person can not; be treated at all. Neither can a society man, while the lower animals! are the most difficult to put into hypnosis." “Now, concentrate your mind upon one thing. Think only of sleep. You're going to sleepâ€"slgepâ€"sleepâ€"think now of sleep.” {His volce became low. and soothing. ‘I dy'oppeglnmy he_ad and tried REMARKABLE EXPERIENCES. the like of which I havd no desire to live tlmorugh agam.‘ , “You will regret Lt," he warned me, “lf 1 allow you to remember what shall have taken place. I‘ nev_er permit a. patient to preseljve Ln has memory a. recollection of nus doings while .in a. sumnambulistlc sung, as I would benin danger of losing has patronage. and good subjects are hard to obtain. Not a. living thing was to be (en the Wild birds which had ament before swarmed aboufi hip were hardly visible in the muse of the increased action from my fields were hue which gray color. There it me. The of the heart when in my imagination I was falling. Like a. feather l floated in the darkness between earth and thawed. Down, down, dbwnl Would the journey never endfi The stars be- gan to pale. Gray dawn brodw, and just below I saw green: fields, blue hills and rivers. lmown pastures, and now and then a country village. It occur- red to me that I was, . at an awful rate, and soon the end would some. I saw a great ex- anse qf Water, I grew fainter and ainter. Those pangs of thiIst and hunger shall never be forgotten. I lay down on the rbcks to die. Then from the surging waters at; my side emerged a thousand monsters ready tlo devour me. 1 staggered to my feet and shriek- ed. Closer and closer came the hideâ€" ous monsters fighting and bearing each other in their efforts to @eize me first. Cold perspiration appeared upon my brow. My heart fluttered and Ifaint- ad from exhaustion. "Why, am I here?" I thought, and suddenly the affair upon the lonely isl- and was recalled tot me. I had not been eaten1 as I had dropped into a crevasse, where I had been rescued later by a Barty of explorers. Yesl They had uried me alivel : i The scenes of paradise faded from my sight, I lay incased in a. rude wooden coffin beneath 4 feet of earth. My eyes were open, and I could nbt see. My breath eame faintly and irregularly. My heart beat like a hammer, How my poor head ached and throbbedl In those few moments ofsagony I suffered a thousand deaths. My whole life passâ€" ed before me like a. panorama. Strug- gling and kicking like a madman. I strove to free myself. W‘Vith shrieks of agony I tore my hair and gouged my eyes out. Then I do not remember what happened. iHewt, radiating from the ground, greeted my entrance to another \world. felt as if \I had (110 Weight and wo.nd~ ered at the strangeness of the situation. From different avenues came myriads of fellow-beings, bewailing the fate they knew awaited them. Thousands of red throbbing volcanoes shot high into the air streams of livid flame. - Horrible shouts and chaos filled thel air. I lay beside a pool of limpid fire and \VRIT’HED IN SUFFERING. The heat was suffocating andv unbear- able. when suddenly a. cool wind brought relief. Lying calmly in a field of daisies I longed to be a. .butterfly. I saw the horses and cows grazing in the mead- ows. A shepherd dog was watching them and how I wished to take his plaoel I knew that I had wished some- thing foolish for I arose and walked in the direction of the flown. I became aware that I was being folloWed. Al- though I feared to look (behind, ;I knew that the dog was there, at a short distance from me, watching my every movement. I turned a corner and be- held the beast, his eyes set straight ahead, following me in silent! determ- ination. My pace increased. On, an I walked past fields and valleys. and just as night was falling I looked and saw the canine with his nose close to the ground pursuing me more stealtth than ever. 7 I tried to cry, but' was stuck dumb. Again I tried, but was conscious of. barking like a dog. Thoughts came rapidly and scan were muddled into oonfusioln. 11 marked a sedand time and was aware, of amdical aha a taking place within me. Then I won d not think at all! My brain was in a. whirl and a new sense of animal in- stinct possessed me. I lomgedl for hmm- an blood and flesh. My [sense (of smell increased, while every understanding and pmver of appreciation slowly left. me. Thick hair covered my body. I was a dog! I found a. damp and rocky cavern and there rested. My pur- S'ilel‘t had mysteriously disappeared. ll sep . Startled by unexpected laughter, I: awoke suddenly. There I was in the center of a group of people, who were making fun of me. No Wonder I felt foolish and a. hot flush rose to my face. The flickering gas lamps still burned 101w, and in another portion of the room another subject was being put :through same antics which absorbed the atten- tion (If the visitors. I departed With- out ceremony, went hiome to bed, but go'qu not sleep. For nights afterward I could not rest, and the memory of my exploits haunt me still. IN THE DARK AGES. As early as the sixth century the woman Question was a knotty pro- blem, puzzling the Wise men of that period. “Are Women Human Beings?” was the startling inquiry proposed by at Bishop at the famous Council of Ma.- con, and several sessions were devoted to the consideration of the important subject. The point was not considered éocular or frivolous, and the good fa- hers earnestly and gravely undertook the task of assigning to woman her proâ€" per place in creation. They finally deâ€" cided that she did not belong to the "world of mutton. beeves or goats," but was, in reality, a human being. This decision was made only after someâ€" thing of a. struggle. As it was not an ecumenical council, the faithful were advised that the decision was not bind- ing on them. On Sundays and festhvals the dressâ€" es are both peculiar and striking in appearance. There is a. bodice, orna- mented with gilt buttons and red and black velvet. WOMEN OF ICELAND. The usual dress of the women of Ice- land, irrrespective of wealth or station, consists of a. long gmrmlent of wa‘dmel; hanging from the shoulders to the heels, and fastened with a bright clasp at the neck. Over this, two or three blue or white petticoats are worn, while a. blub cap, hanging down on one side of the head, completes the costume. The "faldur," as izt is called, is "made of stiffly-starched wh1te_hnen, kept in place by innumerable plus, and meas- uring often as much as two feet in height. Over this is a. tightâ€"fitting velvet jacks’c or "treja;” beneath, two or three bright petticoats, blue or red worsted SLockings, and shoes of seal or Shark skin. The whole is surmounted by a. remarkable head dress, very beau- tiful in effect. TU MlBLING THROUGH SPACE it was not at faithful wen was not bmd Th5 Emperor Francis Joseph has made the goat Maurus Jokal a. hf member of (he Hungarian house 0 magnates. Items of Interest About Some of the Great Folks of the World. Mrs. John D. Rockefeller is as deâ€" voted to hos ital: where her charities are mneerne as her husband is to uni~ vanities. Carlotta, {Maximjllian of Mexiqo'n wldow, whose physical health dlu' he; longb insamty has been good. said to e now rapidly deolmmg- . Baxney Barnum is at resent resid- mg In London. (He is agoult 43 car- of age, 15 happily married, a 118-! several children, one of whom is a. son. George Frederick W'n'tts, R A.. in building a ulmrch 'near Guilford. Eng- land, in which be will paint himself, while his wife will design tho tbrra-mtta decorations. Prince Dimitri Khilkoy, a. Russiafl nobleman, has followed the advice 0’ Count ’l‘olstoi 'a.nd divided his estate among the peasants, reserving but sev-q en acres for his own cudtithwnu The Princess Louise, Marchioness on Lorne, objects to her portraits being salld or reproduced. A beautiful phqtm graph of her was peremptorin With- rawn from circulation some years ago‘ [A Chinese biographical dictionary, containing the [lives of 2,500 noted) Chinamen and women, living and dead; has .been compiled by Mr. Giles. late British Consul at. Ningpo. Fred. F. Hassam, the {Beston anti- quarian. has in his possession a bott'ld oi! the tea which, on! the night of Do- oember 16, 1773. was emptied! from the British vessel by the Boston tea. party. Gov. O'Ferrall. of Virginia. is to be in) Connecuticut on the 22d, Washing‘ Boehm's characteristic statue of Car- lyle on this Thames embarkment. at Chelsea is ’to have its replica in Edin- burgh. which has been scmewhat slow in honoring the great Soot. British vessel By the Boéwn tea. party. Gov. O'Ferrall. of Virginia. is to be in) Connecuticut on the 22d, Washin -' ton’s birthday. He will go to Har - ford on the Invitation of the Sons 0 the American [Revodution to atten their annual banqhet. Austrian and Hungarian woman cannot be considered accomplished, and an intellectual one wct’ld be as much of an oddity asaspiritualle French wo- man. Dancing and riding are the!» only accomplishments. Beatrice Harraden has not been benoa fitted in) health by herl return to Enga land. She is now at'Bournemouth. and what energy she posseses she has pufi Lnito the revision of the proof sheets of her new book, “Hilda. Strafford.” I J. S. Sargent, the American artist. whnayear ago was elected as associ< ate member of the Royal Academy, has progressed to full membership andcan now write R.A. after his name. Eng- llsh artists whom he has distanced are reported quite glum. The Queen's coronation ring is never} out. of her sight, and is worn by Jxer; every evening. It is a band of gold containing a. cross in rubies, surround- ed by white briuiants. A coronation ring is supposed to symbolize the wed- ding of the sovereign with the nav- Lord Cranbrook is tired of common- place sportcl and has importedt 100 Hum garian partridg-es, which will be turned loose on his moors in Kent. In foun huge crates the birds arrive from Hungary, and are norw in _a.n aviary; whem they will remain until the clean (If the presth shooting season‘ puts an End to the danger ofi their being ki'll- “Vanity Fair" says that when Don Jaime, the son of Don Carlos, was at school in England, one of his olden school-fellows was one day seen vigor- ously kicking him. Asked what Jaim. had done to provoke such treatmen the English. boy answered: "He haan' done anything. but perhaps he'll be King one of these days, and if he is I wand: to be able to say that I one. kicked the King of Spain." Lady Randolph Churchill has ogxw into racing. It appears that she is a partner with R. J. Lacey in tin yearling Florentine, which they have leased for lthe season to Lord Card- rom. Her ladyshipa is not the: first of her rank and sex to enter into compe< tion upon the hurt. The late Duchess of Mon‘trose was well known in racing circles. where she operated under a masculine name.â€"â€"“M. Milner." tion Cecil Rhodes' is greatly averse to be- ing interviewed. After a. recent inter- view at the Colonial Office with Mr. Chamberlain, hlr. Rhodes eluded the reporters by Slipping out of a back door originally intended as an exit in case of fire, but which had not been used for ygarn. ‘The duqr was opened. at iMr. Rhodes‘ special request. A. dozen reporters kicked their heels out in the wild air in front of the only. known 82:10 for a long time after their expected quarry had escaped. ‘ It is not generally known that when- ever Mr. Gladstone takes a. railway journey one of his enthusiastic ad- mirers invariably contrives to gain ad- mission 10 the p'latlurm and present him with a bouquet of flowers. He is a well-known Ilurist at \Vindsor, where his remarkable devotion to the Grand Old Man is a. matter for continual com- ment. \Vhen Mr. Gladstone left; Char- ing 010$ for the South of France, his admirer appeared armed with the usual. graceful tribute, and the flowers look- ed, if possible. even more beautiful than any of his previous gifts. Tortoise shell combs and pins for who hair are very much worn at present, and a knowledge of how to restore the beauty and luster of such ornament: is of value. Am oldrfashioned recipe book, written when such ornaments were treasured by the grandmothers ot the present generation, adv1.ses rub- bing the polished sum-tape with powder- ed rotten stone _and 011. The rotten stone should be first sifted through fine muslin. This will remove all scratch- es; then a polish is to be applied by mantle rubbing with a chamois to ed rotten stone and oil. The rotten stone should be first sifted through fine muslin. This will remove all scratch- es; then a polish is to be applied by gentle rubbing thh. a. ohamois to which _a. little jewelers’ muse has been gentle which a a pplled. PERSONAL POINTERS. A USEFUL HINT