Evening Star Newspaper, September 18, 1897, Page 14

THE EVENING STAR, tten Ex-lusively for T>> Evening Star. I was never more impressed with the peculiarities of the law,” remarked a well- known attorney to a Star reporter, “than when defending a man recently at the city hall. He was charged with selling lottery tickets and the case against him was a pretty stiff one. It may be stated that he as convicted, not, however, because I de- fended him, but because the evidence ‘ras against him. As I entered the court room, I met an oid gentleman who has been a resident of the city al! his life. 1 mez ed to him the kind of a case I had on hand, me what I had never heard be- #h I have since ascertained th: act—that the money which ised in building the original cc the eniargements, was ra d is of a lottery, which were ble in olden times money to buildings. It sounds temple of justice was erected froim | ed in that kind of s that the city re; ded the holde: iS five thou e been art house, by the very raising und othe worst of i that ning ticket lived in Alex: taimed that he did Straight. and when it m the pri nership. The | shington, and | P’ that there wzs | » transfer, and that the fraud | claim for the prize. By this | ° s kept in court uimants for the ticket dropped The fact remained that u r that my client was convic & crime, that was good enw: ans of raising the money which ¥ ed to ereet the court h nd the re - trial took pi Of course, t man in the snev some lots in the » and had failed to He was promptly con S as mad hor: S$ are t about it. he was }. ped on down othorw tter of intern eks Ih over twelve year i me to at forget an I wont mentior the custem he times Instead ng on 3 sther y hat, Ts wore aterial and studer When the time fin, one of the an armful ef cut cushion for the vation, an The only t y was wh earth to grave from a little vial vest pocket was 4 hot use powdered red nly the white sand ooked 1 a ee eX “Tt ntioned to you in the the fa: the three big circus com- now owned by the same syndi- toa continue y re- show though under their old they ames. to They have not done son as they anticipated, for the reason that they held on to a fifty- cent admission, even for children, except in arms, and seventy-five cents and a dol- lar for re to be ats. They did not seem ad the signs of the time: a. Fi on the other hand, di twenty-five-cent ‘ircuses here, E busine: the hundreds of ten-cent The Barnum show will money for the F Bill Wild West shows season, as did tented shows. all the cj and Buffalo next season, and that to follow, and will spend Europe. It is a big undertak- . and it is the first time one of the big American circuses has gone abread for an extensive tour. In that respect it is show news. By the way, the circus people with the Forepaugis show are pleasantly surprised two ye at the good report they receive from the elephants Dunk and Gold Dust at your ological Park. When those elephants were with the show they were perfect ter- rors. Young Adam Forepaugh worked them in their performances in the ring, and mo than once I have heard other performers say as he was driving them out into the ring, ‘Good-bye, Adam,’ for they were never certain that he would ever get back alive. He had all kinds of unpleasant experiences with them, and final- ly, when he declined to perform’ them any nger, it decided to give them away. veral cities were thought of, but Hugh ‘ovle, a Washington man, was press agent for the show, and he insisted on Washing- ton becoming the owners of them. There was nothing wrong with the elephants ex- cept that they were old and had got tired of traveling. They are by no means danger- ous when they are securely chained to the ground, as you have them out in the park. It was different in an open circus ring or fn the public streets.” ee Re ‘In relation to the horse power exerted by a bicycle rider, Mr. Joseph S. McCoy, the government actuary of the Treasury Department, who is regarded as one of the highest known authorities on the subject, said to a Star reporter: “The horse power developed by a person riding a bicycle varies with the speed at which he rides, the condition of the wheel, the condition and inclination of the road and the speed and direction of the wind. Considered as @ machine the bicycle has quite a high ef- a_blue | EARD EEN» ficiency; even the much-maligned chain, when in good condition, absorbs less than 2 per cent of the power transmitted to it. A person mounted upon a wheel in good condition, riding at about four miles per hour on a smooth, level track, develops less than 1-100 of a horse power. While a racer, riding at a two-minute gate, de- velops nearly one-half of a horse power. The air being still in both cases.” xe eee “There is no, explanation or theory upon which the demand for songs arises,” ex- plained a well-known song writer to a Star reporter, “except that it changes from sea- scn to season. The songs which would sell a few years ago will not bring money enough now to pay for the paper on which they are written. Indeed, publishers would decline them as a gift, and I actually know of some good songs which were recently Geclined, though they were the work of a man whose songs were sung by nearly every ballad singer only two seasons ago. His idea in giving the songs away was to keep his name before the public, in the hopes of making a big strike. When a song pays at all it pays better than any other kind of work. Publishers now want songs which are written in negro dialect. For instance, the song ‘My Gal is a High-Born Lady,” or something like it, would be grab- bed up by any song publisher, while better songs would be refused. Of course, there are any number of such soggs written in j the hopes cf hitting the popular demand, but there is a great deal of uncertainty about it. Circumstan make a song go Letter than the composition involved in it. An ordinary song, if first sung by one of the few leading popular singers now and then turns out to be a moncy-inaker for a song writer, though the singer has to be a for making a ‘go’ of it. Songs are sekiom successes any more on their own merit. Other things are necessary. a Her Economy. lt was on a street car during those hours of the day when the people who ride in reet cars are so slightly In evidence that the casual observer who never saw them at any other time would be compeiled to 1 feve that the street car business was a dismal failure, that a ionesome looking man in the corner of a car that rattled be- cause it was so empty, grew radiant with joy when an acquaintance entered the back door and came forward. “By Cripes,” exclaimed the newcomer, ate thinkiag of greeting his s he flopped down beside him, “this is no time of day to be chasing the town, t I've got to go ’way out in the suburbs about eleventeen miles to !ook at a house my wife wants to buy with some money | shelmighty,” exclaimed the first man | in a tone of voice with an Indiaaa flavor to | s your wife saved up oney?” ; nothing strange in that, is “Maybe there ain't for your wif but there would be for mine. by gum, if she ‘ money, 1" forty-nine r mud road or on a load of loose tit for her, 1 woutl.’ ou rever teil ‘s a lot of otherwise. I ag thing’ dern sight more not + I'm telling I the ll learn by t when “Lt ds 1 mine rovill, And} what's more, she’s got + ow she won't hardiy spexk and if I dare to say a werd to her ab es all to pieces nce between and jest not on ittle economical a if : ed the. she had A right about bear on his ¢ he could reply numbers ca are and just what they mean not n in one thousand knows,” said a ler in spool cotton to a Star reporter. t it is a very simple matier to explain, previding you only know the points and how to elucidate them. For instance, when Si yards of yarn weigh 7,000 und of cott. the threadmaker’ No. 1. If 1, yards weigh a pound it is r No. 50 yarn it would take 50 mul- 4 by S40 to weigh a pound; this is thé explanat Vt » instead of six cord, the num- derived from the number of yards ¢ pound, just as it is today. “When the sewing machine came into the ‘ket as the great thread consumer, un- g in its work and inexorable in its nds for mechanical accuracy, six cord } Cotten had to be made in place of the old land revgher t cord, it being much A ere already jot altered for the six cord and No. (w eft identical in both size smootizer. number. fo" effect this the six cord has to be rmaade of yarn twice as fine as that demand- ed in making the three cord variety. ‘The . 6) Six cord is now made of six strands of No. 120 yarn. The three cord spoo] cot- ton is the same numbe the yarn Is cord spool cotton is always its number. Thread simple as it is, there i and each kind goes igh hundreds of different processes In the course of manufacture. There is one factory in New Jersey that turns out oy 1,000,000 spools daily.” i ee Rudyard Kipling’s Latest. From the St. James Gazette. Lady Marjorie Gordon, daughter of Lord Aberdeen, 13 the editor of Wee Willie Win- kie, a juvenile magazine, and has just re- ceived from Mr. Kipling the foliowing con- tribution: - “There was once a small boy of Quebec, Who was buried in snow to the neck. When asked: ‘Are you friz? He replied: ‘Yes, T ise But we don’t call this cold in Quebec, Lady (engaging servant)—"I it to tell you that we are rotelers here. all strict I suppose you won't wind that?" Mary Jane—“Oh, no, mum. I've been in reformed drunkard’s family before!” . 3: 4 —Punch. SATURDAY, ‘SEPTEMBER 18, 1897-24 PAGES. LIKE A HUMAN BEING. A Tree in Dupont Circle That Sleeps ‘Near the western border of Dupont-Circle stands a tree thet has a, privilege not ac- corded other shade trees of Washington: Nature has endowed it with what we mor- tals consider a very happy faculty, namely, to enjoy a peaceful slumber every night. Many shrubs ard numerous species of flow- ers have a time of rest, either by day or night; at least that is what we guess from the changed attitude cf their leaves and petals, but this big fellow, who goes to sleep at a regular hour every evening and in summertime even by daylight right be- fore our eyes and in a public park, has a method quite his own in preparing himself for the night. His action is so apparent, quick and curious ghat he deserves to be noticed; in fact, it Is somewhat to be won- dered at that uobody ever noticed this strahger and his strange ection before—not even the very alert watchman and guard- ian of the floral display of the park. That this tree is of foreign extraction aid of high lineage there will be no need of telling when we learn that his name is Albizzia Julibrissin, having been christen- ed so by an Italian botanist by the name of Durazzo in honor of a member of the most tcble family of the Albizzi of Florence, who probably had also been a botanist. The tree, however, is an original of Japan ard known there as the Japyrese silk tree. Why it ts called a silk tree is not known to the writer, but the supposition is that the silky appearance of the blessoms might have originated it. How this tree came here and found its way to Dupont Circle probably only, Colonel Bingham, as chief of the public parks and grounds and custodian of the records znd pedigrees of our exotic trees, can tell. Soon after 7 o'clock in the evening a gen- eral motion is noticed in the foliage, a quiver or trembiing of the bipinnate leaves. Each leaflet begins to stand up on edge and pairs” with the one opposite. They asp each other tightly and then close up th the cther on the petiole, so that each becomes a coverlet oyer half uf the preced- ing one. The entire transformation takes Place in about twenty minutes, and usually at about 7:40 the respiratory organism of this tree hangs limp or droopy on the branches. It was at first supposed that the approach of darkness or the humidity of the atmosphere, or even the change of teraperature, had something to do in pr ducing a sleepy-like condition in this tree, but numerous experiments have proved that it is not so. Little branches have been taken off and kept in a dark room at an early hour. The leaves remained expanded until the hour of 7, en they began to ele 5 they were still on tlie tree, and me action was repeated for several as long as water could keep them is a plant among our own ¢ tr ey ee flora that is sleepin; a diminutive albiz- his is the sensitive ia Camacerista, a weed growing ountry lanes with yellow flow- earings a fruit like diminutive is litle weed is, however, a sen- » plant, while the tree is not go in the former shuts iis leaflets, when any hour of the d: but at s0es to sleep in the same fashion as tier As we conn servation we na tree for home, ob- a healthy plant cf this sen , have it carefully planted in a f pot so that we can Watch it every evening when jt res for zht. No one has more beautifully ated with pen and pencil the action ‘owsy shrubs and nodding flowers than much lamented artist, Mr. Hamilton vand he done more to awaken in our young an interest in the many wonders of plant life than entifi teachers ef botany. He has shown tha’ not at fault that we do not more ir wild flow: We find on close tion that there are plants that wonderful as our charae: Their feats and accom- are often equal to those ot many ordinary mortal FRED J. BRAENDLE. our —+ HOW TIN SOLDIE! ARE MADE. Those in Turkish or Greek Uniforms Are Most Popular This Year, “Toy soldiers, made of tin or lead, are Just as great favorites with children now as they were in the days of our grand- fathers,” said a wholesale New York dealer in toys to a Star reporter recently. “Their sale from now to Christmas will be enar- mous. The soldicrs are made almost ex- clusively in Nuremberg, and Furth, Ger- many, where clever artisans are employed by the numerous manufacturers to design and mold them. Whe process of manru- facture is Interesting. The first step is to make sketches of the intended figures. Great pains are bestowed on them. The best artists in Germany do not hesitate when asked to supply models for these toy soldiers, and in making their drawings they ve to bear in mind certain fixed rules. Their sketches must be colored. ‘They must avoid deep tints and select only + gaudy colors, which children so much prefer. They must also possess a full knowledge of the military costumes of the perlod to which the soldier they represent beiongs. This year the Turkish and Greek soldiers are the leading favorites. ‘At Nuremberg and Furth slate molds are used for the plain figures, while brass molds sre employed for those in relief. The slate for the former is bought at Sonneberg, in Thuringia, and the tin, which is purchased in England, is melted and poured into them through a small orifice. “The metal soon hardens when it has been poured in, and the workman then re- moves the figures, cutting off any ex- cresences which may have been caused by the molten metal running over the inter- stices. 5 ‘The soldiers then have to be painted, id this is always done by women, who ork at home, and are given a certain number of figures upon a piece of wood slit up the center, so as to hold them in a fixed position. When one side of the figure is dry the woman turns it round and paints the other side. Wages are very poor. The final process, also intrusted to women, is that of packing the soldiers, which are placed in boxes of 30, 60, 120 or 240 pieces, weighing one-eighth, one-quarter, one-half or one pound for the infantry, and of 12, 24, 48 or 96 pieces, of the same weight, for the cavalry. a The Trotting Sire of the Yenr. From the Trotter and Pacer. . The great race horse Allerton, 2.09%, leads all sires of new standard performers for the year, and it is likely that he will continue to hold that position to the end of the season. Last season Allerton was the leading sire, and if he again finishes in that position this season ‘he will be the cnly horse to have the honor of leading for two years in succession. Allerton’s list of new performers now contains ten names, as follows: Intact (three years), 2.19%; Frances Jane (three years), 2.22%; Bonna Allerton, 2.22; Galva, 2.25%; Imerino (three Years), 2.27; Allertine (three years), 2.27%; Matt Allerton (three years), 2.28; es, 2.28%; Alida, 2.28%; Allerto, Red Wilkes stands next to Allerton with seven new performers, while Patron and Pilot Medium conke next with five new ones each. ——_—_+-e+_____ | Homan Nature. it.” Pe Tsleceard: they say they “ f z sidha it bevause It has bose not ay face, hands a 2 ae 80 ‘01 ; 82 “In May last,” said an old ‘Washington réWspaper Shan, “I was on a pedestrian tetr through the mountains of West Vir- ginia. I had found that the line between Charleston and Clifton Forgé and along the: beautifal Kanawha afforded an excel- lent cinderipath. Indeed, it was so good that it could be vsed by bicycle riders. The mornings were crisp and dewy and the: days bright. The scenery was wild ard picturesque, often majestic. The peo- ple whom I encourtered had a sort of quaint kindliness. I sauntered along, drink- ing-in returning health with every breath of the fresh mountain air, that seemed ms Tea" passed thi th the marvelous “I had roug) ‘Iron Gate.’ It must have surely been the labored work of the Titans—and when at night I stopped at a little hotel I inquired about the road further on. I was told of two tunnels, the ‘short’ onc anf the ‘long’ one; the ‘short’ one I could walk through, they said, but at the ‘long’ one I had bet- ter climb the hill that it pierced, following the telegraph wire. The next morning dawned bright and fresh, and I started off, determined to make my next stopping place, which was about ten miles down the Une, before I halted. The long coal trains with huge, heavily laden cars came one after the other, trying, it seemed, to re- move those West Virginia mountains to the sea. About three miles from my stop- Ping place of the night I came to a tun- rel faced with masonry. It looked dark, moist and unpleasant, but it was, they had said, the ‘shcrt’ tunnel. I sat down, censulted my time table, and, finding no passenger train scheduled for about that time, waited for a freight or coal train to come through, reasoning that after one came there would not be another very soon and I should have time to go through. “The track was double I figured, anyway. Pretty soon I heard a rumble and a roar, seeming”to come from the bowels of the earth; and.as I waited an interminable train of empty coal cars came through, leaving the tunnel filled with a black swirl- ing cloud of coal smoke. I looked up at the steep mountain side, where the wires went over—a goat could hardly have climbed it; I must go through. So, waiting for the smoke to clear away a little, I started. I carried in my hand my umbrella; and when it got dark in the tunnel, as it quickly did, I guided myself with the tightly rolled um- krella, running it along on the rail by my side. All seemed well, but the tunnel seemed to have no.end. How I longed to see the light orce more! An ill-omened bird of the dark seemed to fan me with his wings. He probably did not come within teh feet of me, andto circle about me. Suddenly my heart almost stopped beating. There struck on my terrified senses a dull and distant pear and rumble. It grew louder and plain- r. “I knew it was a coming coal train—which Way was it coming? On which track? Which one should I take? I started to run and stumbled over the ties. There was no deliverance in that. Was my life to fo out in this inky darkness—this living tomb? The train came thundering on, arf my thought was, as it came nearer: It is going east; it must be on the right-hand track: I must take the left. But no; this road's eastern trains take the left-hand track; which was right? I aid not know then. when such knowledge might save my life. The train came grinding behind me as 1 stumbled along. I saw myself ground into an indistinguishable mass in the smoke and darkness. Who would ever Know it? In desperation I almost fell on the wall Side of the left-hand track. At full length I lay face down in the narrow space be- tween the wet wall and the track. My life hung on thei ferilous choice. It was wrong; I must leap-over to the side of the other track. But there was no time. On came the monstrotis engine. Its headlight dimly lighted up the darkness and the smoke for an instant. I could not tell which track it was:on. I flattened myself against the wet walk and held my breath. It was near me. I cauld ‘feel. the suction of the merciless wheels. r “Tt. was on ‘the right-hand track, and I lost my senses. When I came back to con- clousness the wheels of the heavily laden cars were stil booming by, leaving in their wake a smoke fairly thick’ and pasty with cinders. “Lvwas perfectly content to lie still until thefsmoke had somewhat settled,’ and then gathering up my littie remaining strength Staggered through the rematning half of the tunnel. Oh, how welcome was the faint streak of light first seen, ‘and then the bread eee of cay at the exit. My id clothing were covered with al smoke and grime. I as black as a sweep; but I was alive! Near the exit I met the trackwalke: “‘Got ketched, didn't ye? I offen git ketched in there. Jest git on t'other track.’ “It was the ‘long’ tunnel; but when I came to the ‘short’ one I climbed the moun- tain. The umbreila that T had h a safe place, the cloth all in hoi top, worn t riclion of the rails along which I ran it. Seeing it there today has put this story into my mind.” T TUNNEL A Kentucky Scholar's Opinion. His name wasn’t Col. Bourbon, but let him be called that for the sake of this Kentucky chronicle. That he was a little bit of a chap could not be gainsaid by any one who looked at him; neither could it be denied that he was interested in education and was’ a school trustee, or visitor, or whatever it is a prominent citizen beccmes when he is in- terested in the public instruction of his county, Not long ago he visited a school in the country taught by a strapping six-footer, and ke was asked by the teacher to make a Speech—an invitation the colonel never re- fuses—and the same may be said of an- other, not to be mentioned here. A leading feature of the colonel’s address was mutual confidence between scholar ang teacher, and he sought to make it plain by example. Now, children,” said the colonel in zhe course of his lucid exegesis, pointing through the window toward the railroad, which passed quite near the little log school house, “what is that we see out there crossing the creek on a bridge?” “A’ railroad,” answered ail the school, with vociferous unanimity. “Ab? And how do you know it is a rail- road “Because we can see it.” “Very good,” smiled the colonel. “Now, what railroad is it?” “The L. and N.” “How do you know it is? You can’t see L. and N." written on it anywhere, can ou?” “No, sir; the teacher told us. ‘There was great unanimity on this point, much to the colonel’s delight, but he wasn’t through yet. : “You believe what the teacher tells you, do you?” he asked. “Yes, sir,” yelled the school. “Now’’—and the colonel became very ab- struse in his tones—‘“you don’t know me as well as you do your teacher, and what would you think if I were to tell you he was lying to you?” This was a poser, and the caildren stag- gere@ at it far a minute or two. Finally, a tow-headed youngster, with a scratch on his snub nose and cne of his front ‘teeth gone, held up: his hand. “Well, my! boy?” and the colonel smiled encqpragingly. The boy looked critically at the little colopel lined. up alongside of the six-foot school teacher, and then ran his eye up the teacher from foot to head. “Ta think,’ he said, in the most matter- of-fact tone,“‘that he'd wallop the waddin’ outen yer in.about two shakes uv a sheep's tail. —_———__ an A ‘Son of the Times, MAKING WATCHES. A Business That Requires the Greatest Care and Accuracy. “Watchmaking has frequently and not inaptly been called a profession because in its present state of perfection it is based entirely upcn scientific principles,” said an old New Ycrk watch maker to a writer for The Star recently. “The field of practical application of science from the correct calculation of the vibration of the hair- spring to the demagnetization of the watch is so vast that it can hardly be compre- hended by any one not of a mechanical turn of mind. From the first pocket time- piece made—called from its peculiar shape a Nuremberg egg—to the modern stem- winding wetch is such a development that one cah scarcely reconcile the two as be- —ae to the same class of mechanical worl “A watch is now composed of ninety-eight Separate pieces, and over two thousand operatiors are used in its manufacture. It takes just 308,000 of the small screws which are used by watchmakers to weigh one pound. The fourth jewel wheel screw 1s the next thing to being invisible, and to the naked eye it looks like dust. With a glass, however, it is scen to be a tiny Screw with 260 threads to the inch, and with a very fine giass the threads may be seen quite clearly. These minute screws are 4-1,000 of an inch in diameter, and the heads are double. The hair-spring 1s @ strip of steel about 91-2 inches long. A 20-1,000th part of inch difference in the thickness of the strip makes a differ- ence in the running of a watch of about six minutes an hour. “Very few of the millions of people who carry watches reaMze to what a wonderful extent lubrication is developed, and what an extraordinary number of turns the bal- ance wheel makes with one oiling. “A watch will ren on one oiling from one year to a year and a half. Every minute the balance wheel turns on its axis 450 times, or 27,000 times an hour. The balance should not vary a second a week, and in crder that it and other important moving parts should work accurately every fine watch is now tested and its rate registered not only every day, but hourly for a week before it is sold. It is hung up by its pendant, hung upside down, hung on each side, placed dial down, and back down, and finally is baked in an oven and frozen in-an ice pail, to. make sure that its ‘going’ will not be affected by any ordinary climatic in- fluences, whether hot or cold. “When it is considered that a quarter turn of the ‘time screws’—meaning a mil- lionth of an inch—will make a difference of twenty seconds a day, the delicacy of its adjustments may be appreciated, as also the risk of intrusting its repair to any but skillful hands. The two essentials of keep- ing a watch,in good condition are winding | 3n4 and cleaning. “The majority of people wind watches before going to bed. worst possible time. The right time .s the morning. A watch always goes faster when the spring is tightly coiled and when laid down over night Is sure to gain a lit- tle. In the daytime the shaking of the body oscillates the spring and retards the movement. If, however, the watch has been wound in the morning the effort of the coiled spring to send the hands faster is equalized by the shaking of the body, and thus the watch goes neither too fast nor too slow. “Unless the watch case is an unusuaily ught fitting one dust i8 certain to find its way to the delicate and intricate works, and interfere into the movement. The watch will go slowly and evince a determi- nation to stop when only half run down. This is its method of showing it needs a cleaning, and a cleaning should be given as often as once a year if the watch is valued and expected to keep good time. With these two points in mind a waich used with ordinary care should last several lifetimes.” their It is the a A Cosmopolitan New England City. From the Boston Journsl. Few cities in America are more cosmo- politan than is New Bedford, and this is one reason why the celebration of the fif- lieth anniversary of the city’s incorpo! tion, ich is to take place October 10-14, is attracting such universal attention. Of the population of , 2S given by the census of 1895 (and the pepulation is es mated at 65,000 at the present time), ‘There are t for the sett foreigners in y Bedford. — Durin; period when the whale fishers fiou: many sailors, shipped in foreign New Bedford whaters, were here and thereafter made the port their home. This is particularly true of the former subjects of Portugai, who were shipped, many of them, from the western islands. When the cotton mills were estab- lished and began to grow in number they furnished work for ied cotton opera- ti *t which was taken advantage o: by many English men and women, larly from the Lancashire French Canaiians, too, found t in New Peaford cotton mills paid better than work on the sterile farms of the pro and flocked to New Bedford in bers. This accounts for thre€ ments of New Bedford’s foreign tion. Represented in the 22,174 foreigners in New Belford are 7,346 Canadians, 5,315 from England, 3,861 from Portugal and the islands under Portuguese control, 3,314 nces, Sarge num- ele- from Ireland, and 550) from Scotland, 598 from Germany, 2 from Russia, 4 Sweden, 238 from Austri: Among the citizens of New Bedford from within the United States, Rhode Island claims the largest part of those not Ma: chusetts born, heading the list with 1,84 New York comes next with $62, while Con- necticut is a close third with 859. There is not a state in the Union and hardly a ccun- | try in the world not represented in the | population of New Bedford. —-e-______ Large Egss to Order. * From the Galveston News, A unique salad was invented some years ago by an ingenious woman. It con: ed of slices of hard-boiled egg at least four inches in diameter served on lettuce leaves. No egg but an ostrich egg was ever so large, but the secret lay in the fact that it Was a composite egg. Two bags of flannel were made, one round and the other oval, the round one being much the smaller. Into the round one were dropped at once the yolks of eight eggs, nearly filling the bag. After the yolks were boiled hard they were left until cool, and then the flan- nel was cut off. The whites of the cggs were put into the oval bag and the ball of yolks carefully slipped into them. When the whites had cooked and cooled the sec- ord bag was cut away. Experimenting was necessary to find the right size of bags'for the number of eggs and the proportionate size for the yolk alone and the entire egg. It was another nice point to allow for the second boiling of the yolks without wei them too hard, and to locate the yolk in the middle of the whites. This was most satisfactorily ac- complished by putting half of the whites into the bag, then dropping in the yolk and finishing with the rest of the whites. The buoyancy of the whites maintained the po- sition of the yolk. Afterward the inventor of the mammoth egg had two light tin cases made of the proper shape and dimen- sions, but there is no record of her having obtained a patent on her device. —___+0+--+-___ Seedless Fruits. From Lippincott’s. More important probably than eliminat- ing the thorns on trees and bushes is the extermination of objectionable seeds. The seeds of oranges, grapes, apples, pears and similar fruits are no longer absolutely necessary for the production of plants and trees. Nature slowly and grudgingly re- Unquishes her right to mature, seeds—the secret that she has . 80 carefully for perpetuating many of her choicest species. Before horticultare was’ reduced to a science most plants depended upon the seeds for their existence, but in these mod- ern days, when budded and grafted stock gives more satisfaction than seedlings, they are superfluous to a degree. We might not be able to get along without any seeds, for seedling stock must continue to be raised so long as fruit trees are in demand, but, &8 all choice stock is budded or grafted, the seeds. of our leading varieties of oranged, grapes and apples could be easily Gispensed with. S 4 from © JOHNSON” Written Exclusively for Tue Evening Star. Botanical Melancholy. The violet withered long ago; The-wild rose died away. ‘The spot where daisies used to grow Is bare and brown today. ‘They're gone from forest and from field Those radiant tints we saw, But you—you stand and will not yield, Oh, blooming hat of straw! ‘Tis autumn—that is what we read— And though the flowers have flown, You linger like some shameless weed And rankly hold your own. Oh, let some cold wave summoned be, And have it fiercely raw ‘That withering we at last may sce This blooming hat of straw! * == The Returned Traveler. “We didn’t miss anything at all the man with side whiskers and a broad band around his silk hat. “Not a thing. Our party had the money, and we had the time, and we said that so léng as it had taken some of us a good many y 's to get to Europe, we were going to take our time about coming away. I tell you, gentlemen, for cne solid year I haven't done a thing but impreve my mind. T wouldn't have missed seeing St. Paul's for anything. Just think of it! There's a cathedral 5% feet long and 365 fect high. It was a long trip to take, but it isn’t every n who can he has seen a cathedral 500 feet long 6 feet high, and it was worth it. ou went on the continent, of course. “Oh, yes. And we saw a lot of interest- ing things. I am go- ing through the guide books and learn all about a number of them by heart. Ab, gentlemen, [ 1 ¥ it is an impress thing to stand under the shadow of a cathedral jong and men You spent some time in Paris, of cid the Never Si all the curiosities. But there were no cathedrals five hundred—” in Quarter?” his 0, d, .reluctantly. all that sort of thing to a young fri mine, who was making a you the honest truth, I rauch interest in old coins, anyhow. * “I left nd of To tell id take * * A Request, spoken to me at all she said, in tones of “You have re- Frosch. “TI ber don,” her husband re turned apologetically. “I to think of somethin: “Is there an ng on your min “Yes, to tell you the truth th t I help you in some w: “You might, if I could suggest it without Your becoming ang . Teil me ali about it. It is my duty to thize with you, you know.” y birthday annivers fountain pen.” Ss. And now you are going to say that it makes a horrid muss atid that y ; want to write with ii I'm not going to kind,” he a you gave y day of m But there is one little faver that I w. like to ask.” “What is 12” py e make me a suit of overalls to go with it’ * HS Her Renson. The lines of thought have brow; She shuns the throng’s whirl; And those who know her wonder how Such moods have caught this winsome girl. To know the cause I begged of her. She sighed in tones that brought dismay, “TI think a larger navy, sir, Is what my country needs today.” marked her light festive She shook her head when I declared ’Twas scarce a topic feminine, And coldly asked me how I dared Intrude with any views of mine. “We need more naval me; quoth she, “And not so much for them to do, For mcst of them can dance, you see, And dancing men are very few.” * * An Urgent Case. Tt was an elderly colored woman, with a determined air, whom the physician found waiting in his office. “Want to see me, aunty?” he inquired. “Yassuh; I’s been waitin’ hyuh foh mos’ an hour.” “Are you sick?” “ "Deed I 13.’ “What Is it this time—chills and fever?” 0. "Tain’t chills an’ fever, nor yit rheumatism. But I's pow’ful sick, an’ I | that col T's sick of. I's gittin’ ter dislike "im mo’ an’ mo’, an’ ef I doesn’ take medicone fur it mighty soon, dah’s gwineter be trouble.” * *o* The Responsibility Located, sald Senator Sorghum, * against anarchists, and I must say that I fail to sympathize with the farmer.” “But you surely don’t mean to associate the two classes of society. It's true that the farmer has shown a great deal of dis- content. But that is no reason for regard- ing him in any such light as that. The farmer works and usually has little to show for it. He suffers from the idiers who pro- ¢uce nothing and prey on the community as much as anybody else. The farmer ccesn't like anarchists.” inquired the senator gravely, ¥ doesn't he stop producing them? “He doesn’t produce them “I heg your pardon, but he cces, It's the cld story of a man making his own trouble. and then blaming s se for it. “I have heard many a variation on the old tune that it’s all the farmer's own fault; but this is about the queerest I have yet encountered.” a entirely proper, though. You'll ad- — won't you, that farmers raise bar- ‘ertainiy.”* “There's the germ of what may some time prove a serious troubl Let them stop raising barley. “That seems to me an innocent occupa- tion enough. “I: isn't, though. Barley | dynamite ‘that threatens th. twre of the world. I'll de monstra’ Produces beer, doesn’t ‘t?” s. “Well, there yor are. Beer prov | pepsia and dy: | chists than all thi erature that To was written.” eRe “te WHAT sn anar- Flights to He | From the Kamas City ong an Kast Side street early one morning last week making the welkin ring with b ns Po- Ni weet appo he lifted his lowly along to the windows on either rect. ere appeared a woman's at a windew in one of the top Mats. huckster pulled in his horse ear to listen to the would be coming. the f. ra'sed rom exp But the © had lung power to make her voice carr id the huckster an. ¥ £0 ow's nd her huckster potate So he vol the ¢ drive around was theres wait more, fourth flat 1 that he The from couldn't understa Gathering rious handful of samples of va- kh at you said, rT. “So T brought up s h kind an’ you pick what you n’ I'l go down : out the > ix a fiend lik house ye The huckster drooping jaw, the bis chin, while t r Whe p had finished he came out of his tram said “Is that what you called me all the way up here for? Send fer yer p'lice, lady, I'm goin’ to yell to beat the band.” And he went down the stairs and out of the and up the street in front of the house four extra links let out of his throat. hat street it w under the influence of opiates. fare Ei No One Hurt Him, ~ . as) News, At the battle of Chickamauga I saw a fel- low shooting straight up in the air, and praying as lustily as r one of Crom- well's roundheads prayca. The Presbyterians of 1646 prayed loud and sang hymns in battle, but they shot straight at the cavaliers every time. This fellow was blazing away . and rated the when Lieut. Killingworth remon with him about it he paid no attention to him whatever. Capt. Joe Billingsley threat- ened to cut him down with his sword if he didn’t shoot at the enemy, for the woods in front were full of them. He merely marked to the captain: “You can kill r if you want to, but I am not going to « pear before my God with the blood of my fellow-man on my soul. He never flinched, but stood squarely wu exposed to every volley of th: f When the sun set on the tember 18, 186%, Capt. J. C. Billingsley a Lieut. Allen Kiilingworth both lay dead on the battlefield of Chickamauga, and R— went through without a scrateh, oe Raltimore Advertising. From Printers’ Ink. A dummy on a bike, clothed with a suit made of leather, lined with wool, and heavy mining boots, pick and shovel strapped on back, placard reads, “Of for Klondike,” stands in a “head to foot” outfitter's win- dow. “Unclaimed pants sale” appears in a merchant tailor's shop. “Your paid if you get your shoes soled here” is the sign of a shoemaker. During tne heated term a leading clothier had three large cakes of ice in the window. In each cake frozen one piece of a linen suit—viz., vest, coat, pants; on top of each cake a figure dressed in a linen suit, with a palm lear fan in hand, with words, “Keep kool.” In. another window rows of pants were ar- ranged stafr-step-style, with figures of children peeping through here and ther hide-and-seek fashion. “We sell ever: thing, from a clothes-pin to a piano,” states a general furnishing store. A large round circle, representing the man in the moon, with a long, red tongue protruding. say: “I wish I was down there to get some of id soda,” as he looks down upon a wants a puhscription. I wants you ter see | lass fountain, ef yoh kain’t put me up er love-chahm. 1 was goin’ to a reg'iar chahm doctuh, but I A Grain of Comfort. - wanted dishere job done puh’tic’lar, an’ I | Prom Life. doesn’t like ter trust it ter anybody ‘ceppin’ somebody wif book-kno: “Why, aunty! The idea of a woman of your age having any such nonsensical ideas. I’m ashamed of you.” “Paint no nonsensicality,” she sturdily protested. “I wants yer to put up dat love-chahm, an’ I wants to make it