Evening Star Newspaper, February 17, 1883, Page 6

2: y since we were all he tatide “We. i are long since de- a young lady tavel- 8. OF, as old John ave said, ‘to consolidate her nd music.’ Is now a wife i bad just finished my terms at as we all fancied we should re of air and scene, we set month's C ental tour. In gue season we reached . where I over- heard the remark which suggested the heading of the present article. Our vis-a-vis was an English cierzyman. with his family, whom we me on our travels. The ing stealthily at her oppo- th difficulty repressing audibly enough in her ‘What @ strange-looking young Hereupon Paterfamilias, glass to his eye, and staring « object of the remark, ex- “He is indeeé an odd- aliy : Would cail Other deiinit the se somewhere! * pinches. But had my fined to a general pecu- I sheuld certainly have and. 80 to Speak, con- with the pipe of a philos- re thanthis. Heredi- bequeathed to me a ‘ch, person and ner- The rendered | hy and sensitive to a de- hily constituted persons 2 imagine: as I grew to bo b me more i ached my ei us ent, or even daily walk, without undergo- rure. My friends failed not to is ion. deprived of the md counsel of those who to me. whethe eame to an end. in class Impelled by natural with the wishes of my parents, ved to risk the ordeal of a ‘int hope—Heaven save atually embracing the clerieal Sole i my name at a coli e presented tmyself for matri y propre was destined, fession. ind in due libly expressed a fellow didn’t in- This was no flattering Mater, to one so as myseli But worse stiil was to follow. While under- ing the preliminary examination in the col- re hali—of which, nt ot scholarship, I had little dread—one of my fellow-freshmen re- marked to ou ever see stich a phi ly still into Is and myself had built on my - desperate and threw myself ms of solitary and unsocial dissi- ant rela- low some way the whole | . With Insane 1m: n of the penniless prog Tsrate- off Z my vad s us that foreign travel is the 1 stil s t ambition. ¥ and dis- =< to this last forlorn elf. by a strong effort, Seconded by the influence of novel anc Seenes, of the endeavored to c nal defi- @lencies by adepting various modes of dres: which I fancied » suitable for the purpose, Fegardle== of fashion orexpense, so long as I still had the family purse to resort to. I studied et enunciation for hours together, in I befere my glass, fancying myseif preparing tor his debut, P. rehearsing his maiden rbat my shyness I con- jenced medical practitioner, to cribed my abnormal symptom: commended me to try colored spec tacles. For what added to my contusion was the fact tnat whenever people chanced to look st me, the nervous twitching and scared ex- naturally attracted their at- sed them to stare the harder. te no purpose: my fatality. still @ung to me wherever I went. My voice. indeed, ‘er and more emphatic under the ining of my Demostlienic exercises. erent defects became proportionally e. My green or blue ied every variety and shade of seryed to metamorphose my queer- looking phiz into an exquisite model for a carni- val mask. To give one illustration among a hundred. One sum:ner's evening we were all standing on the terrace of far-famed Righi above the Lake of Lucerne. watching the sunset. For a single half hour of rapture the combined influ— ences of the clorious panorama completely ab- forbed the sense of my painful subjectivity. Ab! “couid I but have kept my spirit to that flight!” But my demon was at my elbow. Not Jong after I happened to be walking up and down the now deserted Plateau with my sister, expatiatine on the beauties of the surrounding y we were overtaken by two men,tourists like ourselyes,whom ot hitherto taken notice of. As they one of them exclaimed to his com- Panion. in a sort of < vhisper: G27 Joy worth looking at. me I couldn't keep my eyes off | tellow’s face all the time we to be watehing the sunset!” In s@single moment all the sweet and loving influ- that divine vision faded out of my Tean s no better comparison than | enly waked out of a dream | ny the seathing scoff of a Mephist ‘ t myself under the ban of | wy fellow-cr Again I doubted of hea- ¥en and humanity! Reader! and pardon me! for I invent m telling a plain unvarnished true story.” all lexaey Tibera! career. capita self to pheles. A. land I had to mourn the jonate mother, who died almost heart-broken at the failure of all the hopes she had built « eT first-born, and, as was gener- ally supposed hild. Henceforward I resolved to bury myself in my books, and turn my back, once for all, on a world wilch had hi > greeted me only with contempt and ridicule. For a year or two I steadfastly adhered to this plan, when it was temporarily SoCo by one of those mysterious chances whieh occasi befall the most unobtrusive and secluded of lives, So with myself. I made gequaintance quite accidentally, with a young _ Yady of personal attractions, and yet more re- markablet: its. Circumstances threw uc much speeches and I soon bezan, for the first time my life, to realize the tender passion. _ Stranze to say, the feeling was reciprocated: _ and, with the consent at least, if not approba. ~ tion. of our mutual families, a day was fixed for our union. But whether through accident ora @ispensation of Providence, an unexpected Ritch occurred at the eleventh hour. Suspicions Were awakened of a loose screw somewhere. And, finally, I was compelled, by stress of cir- 3 stances, to make a clean breast of It, and engagement was amicably terminated. I ‘Will only ada that this lady, eminently fitted by her talents to shine in the social sphere. subse- @mentiy m: a worldly and better-assorted | mMarriace, and is now the mother of a numerous Relapsing once more into allence and solitade, ued my favorite studies to the detriment Ty physical health, hitherto exeellent. The ctors unluckily prescribed stimulants, and the un'ooked-for result that [, who, up to thirtieth year, haa been remarkably abste- and, indeed, a water-drinker during the part of my life now speedily became a irmed tippler not to say an “habitual drunk- ““ I do not attempt self-justifieation, nor Taliege moral irresponsibility. I can only @ extenuating circumstances. All [ can is that an abnormal nervous organization, was the substitution of one phase of insanity for another. Alsa!l bow | of August, the Festa of the Assumption. Here | | my own eyes, often and how fatally have I practically parodied the : “There’s a pleasure in [alcoholic] madness nene but [alcoholic] men know!” My constitution gradually gave way, until a chronic state of nervous exaltation was finally capped by a smart fit of delirium tremens. Provident- {ally rallying out of the jaws of death, I made | Tepeated vows of abstemiousness and even ab- | stinence. But I was continually relapsing. The latter stages were even worse than the former, I lost all relish for study, and spent gays and weeks inalethargic state verging on moral | paralysis. It was neither the dreamy paradise of the lotus eater, nor even the ecstatic hallu- cinations of the opium eater in the earlier stages of his fatal indulgence. Rather did I ex- perience that chronic sense of conscious delirium and of almost demoniacal possession which 1s said to haunt the victim of opium in the later stages of his progress. One by one all my friends had reluctantly “cut” him whom they considered the ‘‘disgrace of the family.” I found myself alone in the world. My married sister, residing in the south of France, had throughout maintained an affec- tionate and sympathetic correspondence with her erring brother; and now kindly urged me to spend a winter season under her roof. I ac- cepted gratefully; and, thanks te her watchful influence, regained. tor a while, the mastery over my passion. But after a brief spell of re- form, we were again forced to separate, for fear of public scandal and abad example to the household. The slopes of the Maritime Alps, it Is well known, abound in health-resorts for summer tourists. So soon, then, as I found myselt once more cast adrift, I resolved on seeking out the most remote and least frequented of these mountain fastnesses. There it was my fixed Purpose to put a sure, and, as I hoped. speedy finishing-stroke to a useless and humiliating existence. In short, I had deliberately determ- ined on perpetrating alcoholic suicide. On the extreme frontiers of France and Piedmont, perched some seven thousand teet above the sea-level, lies a narrow plateau. or mountain ledge, commanding an exten- sive and almost unrivalled prospect. The place takes its name of Notre Dame de la Fene- tre from a window-like aperture in an over- hanging mountain, which a pious tradition at- tributes to the miraculous passage of the Blessed Virgin, bearing the infant Jesus in her arms. On the site of her resting-place. below this mountain a chapel has been erected, consecrated to the cult of the Madonna. It attracts thou- sands of pilgrims from the distant towns and villages, both of France and Italy, on the 15th isalso a modest but comfortable auberge for the accommodation of the numerous tourists who visit this romantic and salubrious spot during the brief summer season. I took up my abode in this little hostelry, in the month or July, 18—, with the full expecta- tion ot ending my days there, and at no distant Meanwhile, I held doggedly aloof from intercourse saye with the rough but kindly and honest folks who supplied my daily needs. But to no purpose did I invoke Death. T could neither live nor die. At last, strangely enough, a sudden revulsion of teeling took possession of me. Hope, as it were, even against hope, seemed to revive in me. Again I hankered after life. and aspired to a more normal existence. Reader, do fhe believe in presentiments? Hitherto I had been a skeptic. and proud of my skepticism. in all matters savoring of spiritual or extra-material agency. But natural instinct will revenge itself, fromtime to time, upon even the most stubborn of unbelievers. In a mo- ment I fell a victim to credulity: I felt a vague, but none the less positive, assurance of some event about to befall me which was destined to change the current of my whole life. Of its precise ‘nature I nad not even a glimpse. but it was a strange fancy connected with hopefulness rather than misgiving. Did I not already know the worst? Surely any change, no matter what, must be welcome to me! Nevertheless, at the outset, I strove to stifle it, as the promptings of a childish super- stition; or, yet more probably. a symptom of mental deterioration, perhaps even of brain- softening. Despite: all my efforts, it would whisper in my ear, like a still small voice, day and night. One morning I woke with this idea more vividly impressed on my mind than ever, and, at a late hour, as usual, rose and dressed for my solitary mid@ay meal. I heard strange voices in the adjoining room, and clearly distinguished the unwonted accents of my native tongue. Two English ladies had bespoken rooms for a week's stay. Only a few days had elapsed since such an announcement would have failed to awaken the faintest interest in my mind. The case was otherwise now. I felt asudden craving for congenial intercourse with my unknown fel- low-countrywomen. To brace my nerves for the interview, I drank more deeply than usual, bat the excitement of anticipation secured to me the full possession of all my faculties. I entered the salon; the two ladies, seated at the open window were silently admiring the prospect. In a forelgn land in general, and in an ont-of-the-world place like that in which I was now staying In particular, the sight of a fellow-country- man is welcome. Within half an hour we were on terms of cordial intimacy. The two ladies stood in the relation of aunt and niece. The former, though somewhat-advanced in life, was still a comely dame. The years of the latter could barely have reached a quarter of a cen- tury. Without any pretensions to regular beauty of features, Sylvia, for such was her name, was undeniably prepossessing, and an intellectual and amiable type of countenance proved a faith- ful index to her moral and mental qualities. SH iT The last evening had arrived that we were to spend Rory econ @ farevell visit to the of the 8 favorite place of resort Col, for tourists. A brief half-hour’s walk from the auberge brought us thither. Never was a more lovely autumnal evening! All three sat down silently on the shore, side by side. No one ut- tered a word for some minutes; each of us thought the more. A light shower had fallen a little while before, and the distant mountain Tange wes still spanned by thefaint arch of a rainbow. We looked long at it and at each other alternately and speechlessly. The stillness at last became oppressive, for there is a silence which, like darkness may be felt! The spell was broken by Sylvia. “How beautifal is yonder rainbow!” she said. “Yes,” I muraured, half unconsciously; ‘‘and Just as yonder brillant arch melts away into the dusk of the gloaming, so shall the brighter hues of my present life fade again into the outer darkness of the past.” “Yet,” she whispered, edging unconscious! nearer to me, “‘there is a beautifal old Greel fable which represents Iris as the chosen mes- senger of the gods to mankind, the divine har- binger of hopeand love.” The last monosyllable fluttered a little, I thought, on her lip, and caused me instinctively to raise my face tohers. She slightly changed colar, and in that single glance I read the oracle ofa woman's eye. Yet, even then, my con- selence smote me, and I shrank and recoiled from accepting the fullinterpretation. Involun- tarily I clasped her hand, and passionately ex- claimed. “Sylvia! would to Heaven we had never met or met never more to part. Nature has en- dowed you with her choicest gifts and graces of mindand person—whereas I—O God!" I cried, in an outburst of passion and resentment against my fate, A oe Thou made me thus, and cureed me with the Tantalus gift of a brain to conceive and a heart to crave after that which my bodily presence and speech eternally forbid me to hope for and realize?” Uttering this wild imprecation rather than prayer, Ihid my face in my hands, and buried my short lived hopes in the lowest deep of despair. How long I remained thus I know not, but a my of light suddenly flashed upon my eyes, and 1 felt both my hands gently but firmly clasped in those of her i dared not love. Then a whisper, soft and low, yet clear as a crystal bell, fell on my ear: “To me at least, since the first evening We met you have never once been ‘The Odd- Looking Man.’ ” e On our way back to the Inn, the fresh chime of the Angelus came floating upward from the belfry of the little chapel below. “It reminds me,” I sald, “‘of a distant peal of wedding bells.’” “To me,” she replied, “it seems rather like the chorus of souls eternally wedded in heaven.” * * * * * * On the anniversary of that day, ten years later, a married couple with three healthy, happy-looking children alighted from mule-back at the inn of the Madonna della Finestra. Evi- dently English, they yet seemed no strangers to the place,though the inmates of the house failed to recognize them; it it were not that the au- bergiste remarked casually to his wife “that the stranger reminded him of & guest of theirs some ten years ago. But,” added he, “the other was a queer-looking fellow, quanto mat, and never seemed to be in his sober senses like, night or day, till the last week he spent witha couple of English ladies, the younger of whom was his ‘Innamorata.’ This Englishman, how- ever, looks as if he had never tasted a crop of good liquor for the last ten years of his life besides being tante volle a more decent-looking fellow altogether than ‘I’altro poverino.’ ” The same evening. when the stranger and his family were sitting down to dinner, the Angelus ee out as usual its sweet and simple hymn. en turning fondly towards his wife, he said: “My Sylvia! my Providence! this is the tenth anniversary of the day when we hailed in those evening chimes the benison of Heaven on our betrothal. _ Now let us hear in them a renewed benediction on our yet happier wedded life and beloved offspring 7” And she, with clasped hands and smiling through her tears, whispered a heartfelt “Amen !"—Belgravia. ——§-e-—___ How She Scared ’Em, From the Chicazo Tribune, “But, papa!” “Not another word,” sald the eighth Duke of Bine Island avenue, as his dinner pail fell on the floor with a decisive clank. ‘Your mother has erstwhile told me of this foolish passion of yours tor Rudolph McCloskey, but by my”— Stepping hastily to an ebony desk inlaid with dirt the Duke glanced for an instant into a large book that lay there, and then resumed _his posi- tion in front of the fauteuil upon which Beryl was reclining. “By my halidom,” he continued, “T will bend this haughty will of yours to my own, for never shall it be said that a daughter of the house of Perkins allied herself with one far beneath her in the social scale. No,” he said, his features whitening with passion as he saw the girl, an insouciante expression on her pure young face, regarding him with a half-scornful, half don’t. care-whether-school-keeps-or-not-look—“‘I_ will prevent this marriage of which you speak 80 confidently, though it cost me my fortune and my life. What, ho! Without there! A horse A liveried servant ran at once to the front yard and signaled the Warder, who was seated in his tower at the castle gate. Presently a horse car was seen in the distance. Nearer .and Both were evidently women of culture and re- finement. On this memorable evening, which marked a new epoch in the lives of two of the party, the truth of the adage “In vino veritas” was strik- ingly exemplified. Inthe course of conversa- tion my companions expresseda natural though well bred curiosity to learn the motives which could have prompted an educated Englishman, Itke myself, to seek a living tomb in these mountain solitudes. My heart, which had so long borne the burden of its silent seal, burned within me, and I spoke its secret sorrows unre- servedly. Little by little I unfolded the sad story of my whole past life. I spoke the truth, the whole truth, nothing but the truth. And my confidence was amply repaid by the rapt at- tention and unaffected sympathy of my listeners. Nor did I omit ‘a timid reference to that strange foreshadowing of a coming crisis in my life which had lately taken so mysterious a hold of my imagination. To my surprise, they ex- | digs less incredulity than I anticipated. Each, in tnrn, narrated some startling story of a kindred character, drawn from personal’ ex- perience or founded on the testimony of re- liable friends and acquaintances, in proof of the credibility of presentiments in general. Not till a late hour In the evening did we part com- pany, with the mutual promise to meet early next morning for a stroll before breaktast. 1 do not pretend to explain the phenomenon, but that night 1 went to bed, for the first time in ten years, without my usual “night-cap.” Yet there stood the fatal narcotic by my bed- side, powerful enough to plunge most men into & Lethean torpor of twenty-four hours dura- tion, but which had only the effect of drugging my over-excited brain fora couple of hours’ dis- turbed repose at the most. Neither can I claim the merit of resisting the tempter. I simply forgot it. It was as ifsome good angel had spread an invisible wing around me. and my evil genius had momentarily departed. Next morning I awoke early, and more re- freshed than was my wont, None of us falled to keep our appointed trust. Gentle reader, as I cannot impart to you my own eyes where- withal to see the incredible fact, so shall I not complain of your hardness of heart if you with- hold your belief from my bare assertion. Yet a wise man once said: “I believe it because It is incredible.” For ten long years had I never once dispensed with re one ae, on rising of a morning; and yet it is a fact that my obliv- ion of the previous evening was repeated on this rea d morning. J left mymorning draught, my “pick-me-up.” untouched on my dressing- table, and sallied forth with a brisk step and smiling face to greet my fair companions I had again literally ‘torgotten my temporary | remedy—my chronic poison! Nay, more! en- couraged by the unobtrusive but ever-ready sympathy of my now constant companions, I never once relapsed into my former habits of excess, during the whole of the ensuing week. | Having the house entirely to ourselves, for the | Season was now far advanced, we naturally be- came Inseparables. Together we enjoyed our daily walks and excursions, shared the same meals, held our long and ever mare sympathetic and confidential tete-a-tele In a snug corner of the public sitting-room. It caused none of us the least surprise when. at the week's end we nearer it came, but still the Warder made no sign. At last, when the car was nearly opposite the castle moat the vigilant servitor threw a hand- ful of oats on the track. The car stopped. x . % Fe When Beryl heard her father swear by his halidom that he would prevent her marriage, her heart sank within her, and into her eyes there came a wild, haunting, I-shall-not-get-a- new-polonaise-this-spring look, that told too plainly of the horrid fears that beset her soul. But amid all the tumult of her mind she did not forget to act. Looking hurriedly at an almanac she saw that it was December. The eastern sky was gray with snow clouds. Should her father miss the car, Rudolph would be safe from his anger for a week, perhaps longer. In aninstant her mind was made up. Run- ning with frantic speed out across the lot, over the bed where the cabbages had nestled so cozily in the warm June sunshine, she soon reached the entrance to the grounds and was peering with anxious face through the port- cullis. The car horses, a magnificent pair of bays, were eating the oats. Berylcould plainly see that ere they could finish their meal her father would be there. But she did not hesi- tate, and In an instant the sad, sweet strains of @ childish melody she had learned at school were floating out upon the air, and mingling with these echoes was the crash of timber and the wild Jingling of bells. Beryl turned away with a satistled air, saying softly to herself, “He is saved.” . The car team had run away. ——_—_—_~-e-____ Tim and the Lawyer. From the Detroit Free Press. “Have you had a job to-day, Tim?” inquired & well-known legal gentleman of the equally well-known, jolly, florid-faced old drayman,who, rain or shine, summer or winter, is rarely absent from his post in front of the Michigan Ex- change. “Bedad, I did, sor.” “How many?” “On’y two, sor.” “How much did you get for both?” pied cints, sor.” “Seventy cents! How in the world do you expect to live and keep @ horse on seventy cents a day?” “Some days I have half a dozen jobs, sor; but bizniss has been dull to-day, sor. On’y the hauling of a thrunk for a gintilman for for forty cints, an’ a load av furniture for thirty cints; an’ there was the pots an’ the kittles, an’ the divil on’y knows phat; a big ad, gor.” “Do you sorry big loads of household goods for thirty cents?” “She was a poor widdy. sor, an’ had no more to give me. 1 took all she had, sor; an’ bedad, sor, a lyyer could have done no better nor that, sor.’ And old Tim had won the first fall. A Little Boy’s Premonition. felt as it we had never been strangers to cach other. To one of us, at Jeast, the idea of parting, perhaps forever, became almost insupportable. Forgetting my former presentiment,1 had now become a prey to the dally incubus of an im- pending farewell! Yet I was not in love! Long since had I taught myself the bitter lesson that celibacy, in ‘Its dreariest aspects and phases, was my preordained lot. I wasmore than what society calis ‘a detrimental”—I was literally “an impossible.” Such, at least, was the stern igment which my self-scrutinizing conscience finally and irrevocably pronounced inst myself. morbid sensitiveness and self- consciousness had, as it were, branded me, to with the stigma—the bitter brow- mark—of a social Cain! But the eyes of love her J be- ree: Soaee rat love ‘From the §t. Thomas (Canada) Journal. Strangely pathetic was the premonition of his approaching end to which little Ernest Bond gave expression a week before his decease, when |‘ the ruddy hue of health was still upon his cheeks, and no thought that death had marked him for his own had entered the minds of his back any more. Hels away down in a deep , and and Sea unas will be Rar ervinge but pork pstpcbicpar dn be es No attent was pald 4o the of the , but words came back with vividness to his rents when oF! ~ fet er ren ert ednesday who better than he knew, was to rest is the narrow box. ‘What Should be Done—By an English Family Decter. a Exchange. : The experience of most! medical men, and that of the older dentist-surgeons, seem to Prove that ailments of the teeth and gums, with decay of the former and consequent toothache, are rather on the increase than otherwise. I do not pretend to be able to advance any theory as to the cause; thelr name may be legion; but nevertheless the fact remains that five out of every half-dozen young meh, or Young women, suffer elther inconvenience 6r positive pain from decayed teeth. If I were « to give an answer to the question: Why is this so? I should Teply that the causes vary with the cases. In- herited weakness of the constitution 1s doubt- less oze principal cause of decay in the dental organs. Dyspepsia, no matter how produced, is certainly another, and here I may add that cause and effect often change places. ‘Another cause of dental degeneration is the abuse of what is called “beer,” and of the thousand and one vile mixtures sold under the name of wines and spirits. Neglect of cleanliness, and carelessness in the selection of tooth-powders, will also lead to decay of the teeth, and so, too, will excessive smoking. These are natural causes, and I may also mention fast living, which tends to weaken the whole system, nervous, muscular and periosteal; and the abuse ot medicines, es- pecially mercury. s Now, while sclourning lately for a short time on the other side of the Atlantic, I could not help noticing that caries of the teeth, especially those in front, was far more common in America than even in England. But I was struck at the same time with the fact that our Yankee cousins take much more care of their teeth than wedo. Dental surgery is quite an institution of the country. An American goes to have his teeth seen to with a8 much regularity as he visits his hair-dresser, and even those among them who have not many greenbacks in their pockets have plenty of gold in their mouths. Well, with reference to my present paper, I shall be quite satisfied that I have done some little good if I can but succeed in impressing upon the minds of a few of my readers these truths: First, that the teeth are of the utmost importance to the economy of the system; second, that their decay is dangerous to the health; third, that this decay can in most instances be checked; fourth, that toothache is i Bneeoy) every instance curable and prevent- able. A tooth consists of three parts, or rather, I should say, is easily divisible by the anatomist into three; the crown, the portion exposed; the root or roots, the portion or portions fixed in the jaw; and the neck, the portion that joins the two. and is covered by the loose gum. Furthermore, every tooth is hol- low, and contains the dental pulp, which is well supplied with blood vessels and nerves. and is extremely sensitive. The greater part of the tooth is composed of what is called dentine, or ivory; in reality it is bone, but much harder in its construction than any of the other bones of the body. The cementum, which covers the roots, or fangs, is more nearly allied to true bone, while the covering of the crown, or ex- posed portion of the tooth, is dignified by the name ofenamel. It is intended by nature fo de- fend the crown from decay, ft belny ot so hard a structure that even acids have little effect on r If this enamel is worn off elther Inthe ordinary process of wear-and-tear, or by the injudicious use of tooth-powders, one can easily understand how decay (caries) of the tooth may speedily follow. Now, no one will doubt how important It isto possess really good and capable teeth, who re- members that mastication Is the very first pro- cess of digestion. But mastication does not mean merely the division of the food into por- tions small enough for the stomach to have easy power over; it means, in addition, the proper mingling or fixing of the food with the iva. Decayed teeth are powerless to perform their duties, but this is not all; they even poison the food—to some extent, at all events—which is pce of; indigestion 1s the consequence. ndigestion means badly formed chyme and chyle; from these the blood is manufactured, and It is needless to remind the reader of the many ills and ailments that may arise from un- healthy or impoverished blood. Tt can easily be perceived, then, how carles of the teeth may work incalculable injury to the system. But in most instances decay of the teeth may be checked; and an attempt to do so should always be made, if only for the reason that caries in one tooth, if neglected, is almost certain to effect the others adjoining it, and so the disease spreads. The chances of a permanent cure depend greatly upon the extent to which the decay has spread. Ifonly a small hollow exists the den- tist will carefully remove the useless and dis- eased portions, and thereafter just as carefully fillit. If there be astill greater cavity then there 1s no doubt that the pulp has suffered, and in such a case the operation will be more tedious, but none the leas successful. If, how- ever, the tooth be a mere shell, and that shell itself not sound, it would be folly to go to the expense of the operation; it had better be ex- tracted, and the sooner this is done the less chance will there be of subsequent suffering and annoyance. Stumps are no good at all, but they my at any time be productive of a deal of mischief. rey may act as foreign bodtes—in- deed, if quite dead they are nothing else—and set up inflammation of the surrounding tissues, which may lead to dire results. It you make up your mind to consult a den- tist_as to the filling of a tooth, you will find it cheaper and better in the long run to take ad- vice from a man who really knows his work. Until lately nothing has been more easy than for @ person who has studied a little of the art of dentistry, and thinks he knows all about it, to put a brass plate on his deor and adopt the call- Ing of dental surgeon. How often, too, do we see in chemists’ shop windows, especially in the poorer districts of London, the notice to the public, ‘‘ Teeth care- fully extracted.” The unhappy mortals who en- ter within the portals, and venture to explain thelr desires, are often handed over to the tender mercies of some assistant, who, in all probability, hardly knows the curve of a root, and is just as Ikely as not to put ressure in the wrong direction, and probably break away a por- tion of the alveolar process of the jaw. The same shops will also sell their customers some stuffing for hollow teeth, with or without the directions, ‘Carefully wipe the inside of the tooth before Inserting the filling.” The pur- chaser does as he is told—with what result? Why, that of making matters ten times worse, increasing the caries, making an end of the tooth, and mayhap inducing abscess of the jaw. For various reasons people often neglect a tooth or teeth until it is too late to do any good; per- haps there is no pain, so they do not trouble; they think that teeth are things that even a man of middle age does not carry to the grave with him; or, perhaps, they are afraid to go to see a dentist, afraid of pain to be incurred. It is true that for the most part the teeth de- cay erea person reaches the age of five-and- forty, but should this be so? I think not. Un- less one is in reality constitutionally weak, with ordinary care extraneous detay may be guarded against. SG) Teeth-filling is a somewhat dificult oJ and one which only an experienced dent! should be trusted to perform. I will not pre- sume to say what is the best kind of filling, though I have a leaning to gold; but it ought to be something that will fit well, be capable of perfect manipulation by skilled hands, and not easily acted upon chemically by anything that may pen to come in contact with it. Thave said that toothache 1s nearly always curable or preventable. Let me &@ word about its prevention first. We should do all we can, then, to preserve the teeth. This, even in the most healthy people, can only be done by a free use of the tooth-brush and a ‘carefully se- lected tooth-powder. Tartar, as it Is called, is & crust that forms about the'neck of a neglected tooth, and never fails to work mischief either to the teeth themselves or to the adjoinin; gums, in which, by mechanical action alone, if is apt to induce sponginess and ulceration. This should never be allowed to accumulate; if it, does, indigestion is almost sure to follow, with its attendant miseries and ills. Remember that all tooth-powders of a nature, or such as contain acids, ought to carefully avoided. The brush, I have often told Eh acpi should not be too hard, else it will ir ie tion, this to do; from which to an attack Let them and by a Trem if exposed of this most painfal re guard against exposure at suc! es, Judicious course of tonic and aperient combined with attention to dietetics and hygiene, endeavor to restore tone to the "Te would he tmposetble wo im in one paper to enum- erate even a tithe of the numerous causes that aive rise to toothache, put before it can be suc- cessfully treated those causes must be found out and removed. 1 have no royal remedy to suggest for the cure of the complaint, no eau Por, one application of which will banish the pain. Even it I prescribe cotton wadding, Pledget after pledget of it, saturated with chloroform, and held between the teeth, until numbness ensues, I do not remove the cause of the ailment, and it may, and doubtless will, re- turn with greater force when the effects of the anodyne have died away. Is the cause constitutional ?—do all in your power between the attacks to bring the health up to par, and try by living by rule to retain it 80. <A course of quinine, or quinine and iron. during the two or three weeks’ interval that usually elapses between periodical attacks of toothache, often does much good. If the cause be local. good may be effected by cleaning out the hollow tooth, and then rinsing the mouth with lukewarm water in which carbonate of soda has been dissolved. Next, the tooth may be dried thoroughly and a bit of fine cotton wadding inserted. But extraction of stumps and filling of useful teeth are, after ail, the principal remedies for toothache. Do not delay the operation until there is absolute pain. Such a course is posi- tively cruel oo yoursell The extraction of teeth tiowadays need terrify no one, as it can be done painlessly under the influence of nitrous oxide or laughing gas. It is a pity that the adminis- tration of the gas entails so much expense. However, it is a saving to a patient in the long run, for the pain of toothache is so distracting as often to preclude the possibility of doing any work, elther physical or mental, while the tor- ture lasts. ——+-e-—_____ Unele Remus at the Telephone. From the Atlanta Constitution. One night recently, as Uncle Remus’ Miss Sally was sitting by the fire sewing and singing softly to herself, she heard the old man come into the backyard and enter the dining room. where a bright fire was still burning in the grate. Every- thing had been cleared away. The ccok had gone and the house girl had disappeared, and the little boy was asleep. Uncle Remus had many privileges in the house of the daughter of his old mistress and master, and one of these was to warm himeelf by the dining room fire whenever he felt lonely, especially at night. To the lady there was a whimsical suggestion of pathos in everything the old negro said and did: nevertheless her attitude toward Uncle Remus was one of bustling criticism and depreciation. By leaning back in her chair a iittie. sne could see him as she sat before the fire enjoying the warmth. “I should think it was time for you to be in bed.” she exclaimed. “No’m ‘taint,” responded Uncle Remus. “I year tell dat wen cle’ folks git ter ved soon. dey feelin’s bin hurted, en goodness knows day aint nobody hurted my feelin’s dis day.” “Well, there isn't anything in there that you can pick up. {ye had everything put under lock and key.” “Yessum dey is sumpin ne'r in yer, too, Kase yer Mars John supper settin’ right down yer ‘fo" de fier, en little mo’ it ‘ud a bin dry spans. up if I hadn’t a drapt in des wen I did.” 1 year Mars John tell dat ar nigger oman wat cali yo cook fer to have ‘im some fried aigs upper, en ef deze aint fried en dried I aint n see none.w'at is. W’en Mars John come you kin set plum’ in dar en year emcrack um unin his mouf same lak cow chawin’ fodder. Las’ Sat‘dy night Mars John fotch some fried isters home.e ef dish year nigger ‘oman stay on dls hill many mo’ days, he ull git all his vittles cooked down town en fetch it home in a baskit. Whar Mars John now?” Just then there was a call at the telephone. The little gong rattled away like a honse was on fire. As the lady went to answer it, Uncle Remus rose from his chair and crept on_ his tip- toes to the door that opened into the sitting | room. He heard his Miss Sally talking. Oh!—Is that you? -Fast asleep too y, of course! to talk about. Vhy should I be frig you ought to be ashamed....Remus is Two hours! I think you are horrid Bye-bye!” Uncle Remus stood looking suspictously at !| the telephone after his Miss Sally had turned away. “Miss Sally,” he said presently, was you talkin’ ter Mars John?” “Certainly. Who did you suppose it was?” ‘Wharbouts wuz Mars John?” ‘At his office.” ‘*Way down yan on Yallerbamer etreet?” “Yes.” At this piece of information Uncle Remus emitted a groan that was full of doubt and pity, and went into the dining-room. His Miss Sally laughed, and then an idea seemed to strike her. She called him back, and went again to tie tele- phone. “Ig that you, Central?. eleven-forty with fourteen-six! flutteri d in the instrument, and then the lady sai es, it’s me!....Here’s Remus... Yes, but he wants to talk to you.” “Here, Remus, take this and put it to ear. Here, simpleton! It won't hurt you.” Uncle Remus took the ear-piece and handled itasthough it had been a loaded pistol. He tried to look in at both ends, and then he placed it to his ear, and grinned sheepishly. He heard a thin, sepulchral, but familiar voice calling out, “ Hello, Remus!” and his sheepish grin gave place to an expression of uneasy astonishment. ‘Hello, Remus! Hello-ello-elio-elio-o-o !” “Te dat you, Mars John ?” “Of course it Is, you bandy-legged old villain. Ihave no time to be standing here. What do you waat ?” * How in de name er God you git in dar, Mars John?” “Tn where?” “Tn dish yer —in dish yer appleratus.” “Oh, yoube fiddlestick! What do you want?” “Mars John, kin you see me—er is she all dark in dar?” “Are you crazy? Where isyour Miss Sally?” “She in yer, hollun en laughin’. Mars John, how you gwine git out’n dar?” “Dry up. Good night!” “Yer ‘tis, Miss Sallie,” said Uncle Remus, after listening a moment. “Dey’s a mighty zoonin’ gwine on in dar, en I dunners whe'er Mars John tryin’ ter scramble out, er whe'er he des tryin’ fer ter make hisselt comfertuvbie in far.” “What did he say, Remus?” “He up en ‘low’d dat one un us wuz a vilyun, but dey was such a buzzin’ gwine on in dar dat I couldn't zactly ketch de rights un it.” Unc'e Remus went back to his place by the dining-room fire, and after awhile began to mutter and talk to himself. “What's the matter now?” his Miss Sally asked. “I ‘uz des a sayin’ dat I know Mars John mus’ be suffun some'rs.” “Why?” “Oh, I des knows it; kaze ef he ain't w’at make he talk so weak? He bleedz ter be in trouble. I'ma tellin’ you de Lord's trafe—dat wite man talk like he ain't bigger den one er deze yer little teenchy chany dolls. I boun’ ou,” he continued, “‘ef I ‘uz a wite oman en lars John wuz my ole man, I'd snatch up my bonnet en I'd natully sail ‘roun’ dish yer town twel I fine out w'at de matter wid ‘im. I would dat.” y ‘he old man’s Miss Sally laughed until the tears came in her eyes, and then she said: “There's a plece of pie on the side-board. Do get it, and hush so much talking.” “Thanky, mistiss, thangy!” exciaimed Uncle BRemas, shuffling across theroom. He got the ie and returned to his chair. ‘Dish yer pie,” ie continued. holding. it up between his eyes and the fire—‘‘dish yer pie come in time, kase Mars John talk so weak en fur off It make me feel right empty. I speck he be well time he git home, en ef he ’uzto git holt er dish yer ple, hit mout make *im have bad dreams.” Ina tew moments the ple had disappeared, and when his Miss Sally looked at him a little later he was fast asleep. : - io How Our Bich Men Began Life. From the Pittsburg Post. Many of the wealthiest men in New York began poor. Jay Gould was # cowboy, James R. Keene came from England with €20 in his Please connect ” There wasa your NEW YEAR’s FOR CHINAMEN, The Peculiarities of Their Obecrvance * of Their One Great imported Heli- day. From the New York Sun, February 8th. The Chinese settiement in Mott and Pell streets wore agala appearance yesterday in honor of the new year. The house fronts were decked with crimson streamers, and gandy plumes of peacock feathers and gilt fringe nod- ded above the business signs. Hi ing consci- entiously paid all their last year's debte with silver coin the Chinese residents entered with enthusiasm into the celebration of the day. Busines among them was entirely suspended. The hosts made elaborate prepa- ration. Collations of imported Chinese fruits Were spread on gorgeously lacquered trays. There were sweet beans, a candy that much re- sembled American taffy, and raisins. nuts aad curious - looking cak Decanters of wine | flanked the trays. A lighted candle burned on each table, and joss sticks, which filled the air | with clouds of the perfume ot burning sandal | wood, smouldered in burnished holders. The callers shook lauds and exchanged genial greet- ing with their hosts in pure Chinese, and then fell to eating and drinking. The tea had a deli- cious taste. Caucasian callers were given some excellent gin in addition. The Mott street restaurant hada full Mon- golian brass band in attendance, and crowds stood outside listening. Gongs were beaten | with great energy, drams thumped, fites blown until they nearly burst, and string’ instruments scraped until the building echoed as if it were full of unhappy cats. | After nightfall the houses were hung with | glimmering lanterns, and more uproarious nrusic was induized in. Deputy Sheriff Tom Lee had | huge illuminated balloous hung from his bal- | cony. We Ching Foo. the editor of the Chinese-American, received a luad of Invita- | tions, and sent out picturesque cards by mes- sengers in return. “To-day is only part of the festival,” said he. | “To-morrow and Friday are the most jubilant | days. They will be given up to feasting and merrymaking. The Chiaamen will eat the lux- urigs they offered as sacrificial feasts for the gods on New Year's eve. The roast pigs and dacks and chickens will be eaten with great | ceremony, and wine glasses will be drained to the success of the New Year. In China this | feasting is kept up a fortnight, bat the China- | men in America are too busy to prolong it be- | yond three days.” Many pious Chinamen quitted town to-day to goto Belleville to participate in the religious | | ceremonies which begin at sunrise to-day. The only joss house in the eastern part of the country is there, and Chinamen from all parts of the east go there once a year to worship in the temple, Colds, and How to Check Them. From Harper's Weekly. What is the most common of all diseases in our climate? A cold. Are colds curable? Strickly speaking, no. After it is fully developed. I have never known a cold to be cured by medical treatment: the disease runs through a certain course, and in the less degree of suffering on the part of the pa- | tient. It 1s, in the scientific phrase, one of the “self-limited ” diseases. But sometimes, when @ damaged organ ts attacked, a cold may ter- minate favorably; sometimes in pneumonia or pleurisy, or even in consumption. More frequentiy a succession ot neglected colis brings on chronic catarrh, a complaint that 1s particula frequent in our trying cli But if we ot actually cure a cold is fully developed, it is all the more important that we should be able to do one of two thin; with it— first. to cut it short at the outset.be! the disease has time to develop itself; or. ond, to prevent itsrunning on into any of the bad consequences that 1 have named. We will look at these cases separately. first, what isthe nature of this j have | check: | it shoul as to Its And isease which I called incurable, but which can still be | in many cases at the outset, ore en. it ual course, may be controlled nsequen i is an inflammation, attended by more or less teve usual cause is exposure to a draught, and es ‘ially exposure of the feet or | of the throat. It attacks the lining membrane of the nostrils, the fauces and pharynx, or the trachea and bronchi, or more than one of these regions; andave ordinarily speak of these three forms as coid in the head. sore throat and cold in the chest. sneezing and “defiuxion,” or a discharge from the nostrils; a cold in the throat, with hoarse- ness and sore glands; a cold in the chest, with ® cough. Either form often runs into one or both of the other forms: but it is i tant to distinguish them at the outset, as I sl point out in speaking of the treatment. 1, To Cut short a coid at the outset.—When the cold begins “in the head,” with sneezing, watery eyes, and defiuxion, the following treat- ment Will cut it short four times out of five: but it must be taken at once, or at the latest within six hours after the firstsymptoms oecur. I don't say it is a pleasant treatment, but it Is an effec- tive one. Fill a tumbler haif full of tepid water (four ounces), add to it twenty drops of lauda- num, close the left nostril with the forefinger of the lett hand, incline the head to the right, and holding the glass in the right hand, press the edge of it aganst the right nostril, inclining the glass, then sniff up very slowly a quantity or the solution, until you feel it beginning to ran down. at the back part ofthethroat. Reverse the opera- tion for the other nostril. Do not blow out the laudanum and water at once, but let it remain a minute, er until the stinging sensation that it causes grows less. Immediate rellef is general- i given by this simple treatment. It must be 0) A_ cold in the head begins with | | instruction how to use Olive Butter, by the 1 ti of the Philadelphia Cooking Sohook mailed tree Trost WOMEN FOLK. HOW HARD-HEADED MEN ESTIMATE som THINGS WHICH THEY DON'T UNDERSTAND, Anybody who hes led « domestic life znows how cose’ mon such things as the backache, and pains in the obest’ ‘are among women who do the work. Often—and perhap@ generally —the distresses are bor mcwithout much ecm Plant. The women got about, and the machinery off the house goes on. Beyond thie, those coarse-grained animals whom New England women call “the meg folks,” seldom look, S80 long as their wives or daugh¢ are not actually in bed, under the dootor's care, thé average thick-skinned husband and father gives tha subject no attention. At the same time the poor houses hold drudges—who deserve « better fate—creep around! ‘room or utenstis in hand, up staira, down stairs an out of-doors, doing that woman's work, which “1g never dee." Loses of loved wives and fair eirleg, losses whose suddenness and unexpectedness astontalt those wooden-pated husbands and fathers—fall, seems ingly out of a clear sky, and form the logical sequel tf the story of neglect. ‘Now, you men who stand at the heads of ten thousand, such homes, allow us to drop a word in your receptive ears. If these women of yours are worth having, they sre worth saving. That back-sche—that pain in the chest! Whatarethey but indication of come organie trouble of the kidneys, the heart, or the lungs? End i atonce by the application of BENSON'S CAPCINE POROUS PLASTER. It will soothe that nervous @ise trees, drive away that pain, banish that dull, weary back-ache, ive new strength to the body and fresh bop tothe heart. No other plasters will dothis. The Bené son's Plaster, however, is not made to sell—but to heal’ It isa remedy which never yet broke its promise—an@ never will. Your druggist has {t. But before paying your 25 cents snd putting the plaster in your pocket, look for the word CAPCINE cut in the middle. feebury & Johnson, Pharmaccutical Chemists, New York. mt popular phrase “cures itself” after a greater or |_ HB 0% g8%e TET ee ree TERI S CELEBRATED STOMACH oe oe a eS | id EL PEOR: Invelids, broken Gown in health and spirits chronic dyspepsis, or suffering from the terrible haustion that follows the attacks of acute disease, thé testimony of thousands who have been raised as by. | miracie from asimilar state of prostration by TH tetter's Stomach Bitters, is a «nre guarantee that by same means you, too, may be strengthened and stored. 2 For sale by all Druggists ana Dealers generally. £1. G RIMAULT & Co-s MATIOO LIQUT! all other medicines have an iD. Where fi this ie aeeye effective. comer La G FISH AND OYSTERS: OLIVE BUTTER Hes no equal. More wi and econominal Lard, and is free from the ungent odor usual to ing Uile. © Cook Books containtug. valuable, recty Fo Fe application. WASHINGTON BUTCHER'S SONS, PHILADELPHIA, Pa. Jan22-wks Er’rs cocoa, BREAKFAST. GRATEFUL—COMFORTING ion of the vell govern the Seareful sprint with a’ delic 1 ne deliberately and thoroughly; if the symp- toms are not checked by the first trial, repeat it afew times at intervals of half an hour, and keep within-doors, if possible, for a day. i have often practiced this operation on myself and on patients; if carefully done, and promptly, it will break up a cold in the head before it has achance to get a fair start. A sniff in time saves nine. But if this treatment is put off later it is of no use, for the inflammation of the nasal passages soon takes firm hold, and the cold passes on into what 1 have called the incurable si . in which there is little to be done except to palliate the sufferer’s discomforts. When the cold commences in the throat what shall we do? Tie up the throat in a plece of flannel (red or any other color—the color makes not the least difference), and by all means stay at home if possible. If you know by experience | that the cold threatens to be a severe one, take j ten grains of Dover's powder and some warm | drink (the better if gently stimulating, though Ido not urge this upon total abstainers), and go to bed as early as may be. You have au even chance of being well, or much better at least, in the morning. A good perspiration always helps the cure. Ifthe cold begins in the bronchial tubes, the | above measures should be taken without delay, ; and, In addition, a mustard poultice should be | applied to the upper part of the chest, and kept on until the skin is red, but not long enough to | blister.” A towel or a linen bandage around the throat, wet with tepid water, often does much good: ‘it should be kept on through the night, and covered with a piece of flannel to check the | escape ot moisture. In winter keep the room at | aneven temperature of about 70°—not higher. So much for treatment at the outset. Now a word upon the other point mentioned. | , 2. How to prevent a cold from running on inde- funitely, or turning into something worse.—Many persons find relief by a tonic treatment from the start, as by quinine or iron, But @ physician's advice should always be had_ by those who find that their colds are ake to hang on. No hard- and-fast rules can be laid down. 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