The Washington Bee Newspaper, September 21, 1895, Page 7

THE WASHINGTON BEE. a Ss ieamiw . DR. PARKHURST’S EARLY TRAINING. | MASONIC CHIT CHAT, LINCOLN’S HAND. rriages are not at all hon- who has the record of pleasant and good na- « or less always envied. rson try to act pleasantly, and say good things, irry a dagger in their 1 is detectable by a wise heir laugh has the sound thorns. so strenuously on our work © nottake a minute to laugh ide of life, is all a mis- ke work easy we should ysant thoughts, which en- accomplish more than he of manner and thoughtless i has cost the world so much bandoned by our girls as g men. io be pleasant, but tis bet- n the good old spirit of uld a married woman pay ntion to another woman’s n she does her own? If e most advisable way to usband of the former and the latter? deplorable, uncouth or un- ple are the better they t along. But we should re- iat it can’t be always thus, ibook sayeth: “‘As ye sow, u reap.” © an announcement in this can know it is all right, i would not be published. sefore allowing their daugh- t to spend the evening in th a man, should learn the s of the place they are go- w long they are expected to other is apt to feel that her safe with a young man be- ts gentlemanly in her pres- she should not feel sai ed most men behave well in the f girls’ mothers as well as nwho feels that his wife and re dependent on him, is made s the man that he could be oughts and labor centered 1 himself. i men should not expect their work outside of their homes ges, for it is a double duty, o as the father would have urden of motherhood thrust good husband is positively of providing or disabled, it s duty to add to her labors to earn money in any legiti- ies should avoid the com- men who are known to ute or dissolute. clecting your associates do r morals and habits and not rance, dress or money. steady church-going farmer nic will often make better in many of our professional --holders. Never stand on the corner and with a young man. If he to the house, you should to avoid seeing him. 1 cultivate our minds z appearanc if not youth has passed away ssess will lay uncultivated to nothing. nothing that keeps a man ng more than the constant recklessly young girls If a married woman is with money, her huaband s her enough to meet the en of the household. ow truer sense of the value cause they are compelled nd when money comes hard <reatly impressed ig ladies allow people to intellect to see their formation, for prepared dy-made flatness. 1 to be popular talk about sts your companions and rests you. < about a person who was som. friend; if so you ave a friend. tion to find fault or depre- ue favors shown you, not | you unhappy but causes « friends to dislikes you. ithe person who is always idvice to others and his e just to the contrary, nder. girl who knows her best and is not always crying itation of some one else’s us men often cause | se confidence in each | cemanding wtthout a cause jealous when it is not | encourages ancther in “rowing by being too! iy no. The proper thing | nnot afford to lend it. ad your money on the last ewelry, for the time will) n will need a fresh hat ‘ows nothing about ~t.° -yalue of them who ,onsense, is not fit «household nor , 24" ler poor man. —— oe OSs OR STROLLS AMONG THE CRAFTS-| MEN. Certainly the most indefatigable worker, the most enthusiastic crafts- man in this jurisdiction, is Dorsey Se- ville. He is a tireless toiler in all branches, in all departments of the in- stitution, and a true knight in the broadest acceptation of the term. R. E. G. C. Wayne is an impromptu speaker of decided merit, and has a happy way of saying pleasant things at opportune times that makes it a pleas- ure to be one of his auditors. There are not many stars in the ma- sonic firmament that outshine Dr. Tan- cil. The doctor is an eloquent, im- pressive and fascinating speaker, a fine gentleman and an erudite scholar. J. O. Holmes, the newly-elected po- tentate of Kalif alee Temple, is an ex- ample of what energy, industry and perseverance will accomplish among men. Brother Holmes ha: ceeded by dint of his own efforts in rising to place and power in the fraternity. Bro. Paul Stewart is a tireless work- er and shining star in the constellation. Paul is a Zprofound reasoner, a rapid and fluent talker, and is in his tout en- semble a model craftsman. Dr. Richard Gaines is a true knight of scholarly attainments and impress- ive dignity, and bid fair to accomplish great good in the commandery as gen- eralissimo. R. E. P. G. C. Carson is as usual in the midst of a political contention, and declares with great gusto that he will meet and defeat his opponent as usual. George M. Branch. My friend George is a close student of the histo- ry, origin and mythology of the Order, and is prepared to lecture you without limit upon the Temple and its beauties. ROY. THE EIGHT-PAGE BEE. THE NEWSIEST AND BEST JOURNAL PUBLISHED. The Washington BEE is no doubt the newsiest and best journal published by an Afro-American in this country. The Bee contains more news than any two weeklies published anywhere in the United States. Here is what our exchanges say: [From Newspaperdom.] The Washington (D. C.) BEE has been enlarged and substantially im- proved. The general tone and char- acter of the Bee sustain the place and name it has made for itself under the editorial management of William Cal- vin Chase. [From the Fourth Estate.] Tue Bee BusteR THAN EVER. The Washington (D. C.) BEE has been enlarged and substantially im- proved. It is now an cight-page pa- per. The general tone and character of the Bee sustain the place and name it has made for itself under the edito- rial management of William Calvin Chase. [From the Southern Forge.] The Washington F this week in great sha head and twice the size. Brother Chase is going ahead. And if you bother the Bee you'll get ‘‘stinged.” comes to us pe. It hasanew [From the Alexandria Leader.] The Washington BEE has purchased an entire new outfit. The Bee will be issued as eight-page paper. May suc- attend the Bee. [From the Evening Star.] ENLARGED TO EIGHT PAGES. The Washington BEE appeared Sat- urday, enlarged and substantially im- proved, as an eight-page paper. It also presented many illustrated fea- ture including portraits of Major Moore, Commissioner Ross and other Districtofficials and prominent citizens. The general tone and character of the Bee sustain the place and name it has made for itself under the editorial management of William Calvin Chase. The leading editorial Saturday pledges support to Gov. McKinley’s candidacy for President. [From the Western Optic.] The Washington, D. C., BEE is out in a new dress of type, and with its improved make-up now ranks with the foremost Negro newspapers in Amer- ica. May the Bee improve each shin- ing hour. [From the Athens Clipper.] The last issue of the Washington Bre presents a very pleasant appear- ance to the public. It has gight pages abounding in rich reading matter. Ed- itor Chase has lost none of his old time vigor in wielding the pen. The Clipper congratulates the Bee and hopes it and its editor may live man. years to sting the enemies of #he race. [From the Baltimore Standard.] The Washington F comes to us this week in an eight-page form, and much improved every way. Editor Chase is to be congratulated. [From the Chicago A. M. E. Record.] The Washington BEE came out last week, considerably improved. It is now a six-column quarto, and has the appearance of property stamped upon all of its departments. STATE OF OuI0, CiTY OF TOLEDO, | .. Lucas County. ss: senior par doing busine: sum of ONE Hi and every case of Catarrh that cannot be cured by the use of HALL’s CATARRH CURE. FRANK J. CHENEY. Sworn to before me and subscribed in my pres- ence, this 6th day of December, A. 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There were delightful dinners at his house, where the wit of the Stoddards shone, and Taylor beamed with good-fellowship and over- flowed with invention; and Huntington, long Paris correspondent of the Tribune, humorously tried to talk himself into resolution of spending the rest of in his own country. There one even- ing when C. P. Cranch, always of a most pensive presence and aspect, sang the most killingly comic songs; and there was another evening when, ter we all went into the library, somethin happened. Edwin Booth was one of our number, a gentle, rather silent person company, or with at least little social initiative, who, as his fate would, went up to the cast of a huge hand that lay upon one f the shelves. ‘Whose hand is this, Lor ’”’ he asked our host, as he took it and turned it over in both of his hands Graham feigned not to hear, and Booth asked again, this?” Yaen there was not ham but to say, “It’s Lincoln’s and the man for whom it meant such un- speakable things put it softly down with- out a word.—W. D. Howells, in Har- per's. Anecdotes of Napoleon. “There is one unpleasant feature about dying,” said Talleyrand; ‘‘one cannot read one’s obituaries. I should like very much to read my obituaries.” “So should I,” returned Bonaparte, dryly; “hurry up and die, will you?” “I think I shall wrlte my autobiogra- phy,” said Fouche one morning to the Emperor. “I wouldn't if I were you,” said Napo- leon; “you know yourself too well, and if you told the truth it would ruin your reputation.” Napoleon was superstitious, and used io enjoy telling his fortune with the cards. At one time he drew three cards from the pack; two of them were two- spots and one of them was a king. “Humph!” he said. “I seem to be rais- ng the deuce, rather than a dynasty, by =wo to one.” At St. Helena Napoleon was asked yhat he would have done had he defeated Wellington at Waterloo. “I Should have smiled,” replied the fallen Emperor. A stout little boy having been present- ed to the Emperor, Napoleon took him on his knee. “Well, children,” said he, “what are your names?” “Paul,” said the boy. “And the other?” “I have no other,” said the boy. “What? Only one name for both of you?” asked Napoleon. “J’m only one boy,” returned the lad. “Wh: you surprise me,” said the iem- peror, with a laugh. ‘You are so heavy I thought you were twins.” “I really never loved but one woman,” said Bonaparte. “What?” said DGourrienne, doubtful smile. At one time,” replied the Emperor. “Pru shall never wear your collar,” a the Prussian King. ; It will feel my cuffs, however,” retort- “1 Bonaparte, “and, what will be more sidieulous, it will get them in the neck.” “What is the matter, Bourrienne?” asked Napoleon of his secretary one norning; “you look blue.” “Iam blue, sire,” returned Bourrienne; “I've written you up, and, as far as you've gone, you wont make more than ne volume. The public likes its biogra- shies in two volumes.” “We'll fix that,” said the Emperor, quickly ll invade Russia. That will provide you with two more chapters, :nyhow.” And he did. with a A Highwayman’s Tracks. “Big Foot Andrews was the hardest nan I ever saw to track,” said an up- country sheriff recently. ‘He left tracks enough, for he had a foot 14 inches long, but he had a way of mixing up his tracks =o that we never could tell which way he was going. Nobody but the stage drivers and passengers on the coaches ever saw Big not, and then he was always behind a Winchester. As soon as we would receive word that a stage had been held up we would strike out for the scene of the rob- bery, and there we would find the big tracks that told us who the perpetrator was, but the tracks would not indicate the direction he took. We always found his trails accurately retraced step by step, and by the time we would get things straightene¢ out he would be out of the country. “Every officer in the northern part of the State was on the lookout for the rob- ber, and every man with big feet was under suspicion, but no one could get so much as a glimpse of him. Finally I hired two Wylackie Indian trailers, who 2ould follow a cat track over the wildest country, but they could make nothing of Big Foot’s trail. They would run awhile in one direction, then try the track the other way awhile, and finally gave up in disgust. “Like all criminals, however, he came to grief. Notwithstanding all of his cun- ning, he was finally captured. One day 1 saw a natty little stranger of effem!- nate manners and appearance drop the wrapper from a roll of silver. I mechan- ically picked it up, and immediately iden- tifled it as having been on the coin taken from the express box at the last robbery. I immediately sized up the stranger’s feet, but he wore a No. 5 lady’s button shoe. 1 asked him where he got the sil- ver, and he became so confused that I took him in custody. When I searched nis trunk at the hotel I found a Win- chester rifle, mask, slouch hat, and a pair of No. 12 boots with heels on each end. The mystery of Big Foot’s tracks was cleared up then.”—San Francisco Post. A Man of His Word. Long Lane (recklessly)—Let’s go in bathin’. Dry Wedder—No. W’en I wuz a little kid I promised me dyin’ mudder never ter go near de water. Dat promise is sacred ter me an’ I allers has an’ I al- lers will keep it.—Harlem Life. The Home He Was Born, Loved Chastised In. If I speak confidently and feelingly upon this point it is because I know how much I ewe personally to the fact of be- ing brought up in a home where I was taught to appreciate the greatness of righteous authority, the vastness of its meaning, the advantage of submitting to it, and the serious risk of resisting it, writes the Rev. Charles H. Parkhurst, D. D., in the September Ladies’ Home Journal. No anarchist could ever y graduated from the home I loved and chastised in. Such exp. ence makes me pity the children y know no discipline but that of car and sweetmeats, and makes me more than pity the parents who have neither the discernment in their mental consti- tution nor the iron in their moral con- a child can know or can win ean be to take the place of sense of superior authority, and of the holy right of that authority to be respected, revered and obeyed. The moral strength of a man is measured pretty accurately by cordial reverence with which he regai whatsoever has the right to call its his master. Estimated by this crite ion the average American boy is a dis- couraging type of humanity, and is a severe reflection upon the crude a tempts at manhood manufacture ev ced by the typical American home. I7 our homes cannot turn out children that will respect authority, there will be no authority in a great while either home, in the State or anywhere e that will be worth their respecting. a= The Childrei’s Re pablic. While the grown folks are talking 07 the tariff and free silver and all of the many things that go to make a govern- ment, our young readers will be interest- ed in hearing about a republic where boys and girls make their own laws and have their own officers to see that they are obeyed. About five years ago a number of good men and women in New York city thought of a plan by which they might give the poor boys and giris who roam the streets of that city a pleasant summer outing, and that, at the same time, would help to make good men and women of these poor children. About fifty acres of land was bought near itha- 2a and the name of Freeville was given to it. Here, each summer, are sent the boys and girls of the streets. This sum- mer the plan of forming a republic, and letting the children govern themselves, was tried. The name of the Young America Republic was given to the samp. government were formed on a small scale. There was a Congress, with i Senate and House of Representatives Policemen were appointed and cot were formed and judges elected. An army was formed, with real guns, drur anda flag. Money was issued in red, low, and blue paper—of six denomi tions, 1, 5, 10, 25 and 50 cents and one dol- iar, At the close of the season, all mon were redeemed with fruits, vegetables and clothing. Some of the more thrifty boys had three barrels of potatoes to take home. Taxes were levied and there was a vank, a post office and a hotel. Everything was on a paying ba Each boy and girl spent the morning o zach day at work, the boys in carpentry and farming, and the girls in cooking, sewing and millinery work, for whi-h shey were paid regular wages. Public officers received good salaries. The price of unskilled labor was fifty sents a day, and the highest pay ninety zents. With this money they paid for their ooard and lodging and other expe Each meal cost ten cents, and lodging was also ten cents. Representatives were elected every week in the republic, and Senators every :wo Weeks. There was woman suffrage, too, the zirls voting as well as the boys. There ‘l Senator and two of the judges , at first e boy wanted to de a policeman, so a law was passed re- g every candidate to pas a civil ce examination. Another difficulty came when a bright jut smallsized “cop” was obliged to ar- ‘est two offenders, older and larger. He greatly afraid of being “punched,” vut when he found he would be fined ind lose his office if he didn’t do his duty, ae did it. Two policemen were at one ind lose his office if he didn’t do his duty, ind the other for ree: ng bribes. There was no resistance offered, for ; hat meant a heavy fine. The wealthy men could enjoy a great nany luxuries. One of these was life at che ‘‘Hotel Waldorf’’—the loft of a barn. All the “hotels” vhere the boys slept were at first in possession of the govern- nent, but this one building was leased .o the highest bidder. It was estimated hatitcost$4adaytorun it, and one pro- orietor, Who leased it at $5.50, could not r his liabilities and failed. A later sroprietor paid $9.50 a day and made money. By that time the “hotel” had yeen partitioned off into private and ex- yensive apartments, costing from fifty to seventy-five cents a day. The most elab- orate of these had beautiful chromos up- m their white muslin partitions. This sroprietor increased the number of his ipartments, and charged his patrons five sents each time they used a writing ta- ‘le he provided, and ten cents for lying n bed in the day time. Mr. William R. George is the origina- or and chief mover in this work among he poorest children of New York. He qad twenty unpaid assistants this sum- ner, and support was given by different estant religious bodies of Central New York. A regular organization for he Young America Republic is to be ormed immediately with many philan- hropie men as officers. A Dance Alphabet. A dance alphabet has recently been in- vented by a Russian professor, who has jevoted 52 years of his life in teaching iancing in the Russian Imperiul College. is invention consists of minute figures which represent every conceivable posi- tion the human legs can assume. All the departments of a regular ) | - EMPRESS EUGENIE. and; FRO. Her Attrretive Beauty and Kindness of i Manner to Inferiors. Miss Anna L. Bicknell, an English lady, was chosen as governess for the daughters of the Duchess de Tascher de la Pagerie, during the reign of Emperor Napoleon III., and for many years lived in the Tuileries. She was treated with the utmost consideration and had unusual opportunities for studying the private life of royalty. She has contributed some of her rem- iniscences to the September Century, under the title of “Life in the Tuileries Under the Second Empire.” Of the ill- fated Eugenie she writes as follows: I had seen the Empress Eugenie pass by in her carriage more than once be- fore I entered the Tuileries, and al- though I could not but think her beauti- ful, still, like most of those who saw her only under such circumstances, I had no idea of her real attractions. A few days after my arrival at the palace, as I was crossing the large courtyard with the future Princess von Thurn and Taxis, I suddenly saw her stop short and perform the court courtesy—a downward plunge instead of the usual bend—while the sentinel presented arms as she hastily whispered: “L’Imper- atrice!” There was the Empress, standing be- fore us at a large window on the ground floor, a vision robed in pale blue silk; the sun, forming a sort of halo around her, rested on her hair, which seemed all molten gold. I was absolutely startled, before seen such a beautiful creature. I fully understood at that moment the enthusiasm which I had supposed to be exaggerated. with smiles as she recignized my pupil, to whom she nodded with the most un- pretending good-nature. I remarked, after we had passed on, that I had sup- posed her hair to be of a darker hue, whereupon I was told not to judge till I had seen her in the shade instead of the sun. The first time that 1 was able to see the Empress in private life was at St. Cloud, where the de Tascher family oc- cupied a villa adjoining the palace, with an entrance to the private grounds, of which we had a key. One evening I had taken a drive with the duchess, and on our return she had gone into the garden with her elder daughter to enjoy the fresh air, re- questing me to order the lamps for the drawing-room. I had just laid my hand on the bell when I heard a voice asking for the duchess, and the door suddenly opening, I saw a lady standing in the entrance. Supposing her to be a visitor from Paris, I immediately went toward her, begging her to come in while I called the duchess, who was in the gar- den; but I saw some hesitation, and al- though the room was nearly dark a ray of moonlight resting on her face reveal- ed the Empress Eugenie. I was startled, and hardly knew what I ought to do, so paused for a moment; whereupon she hastily took flight, clos- ing the door. I ran to the duchess, say- ing: ‘Madame! The Empress is here!” She hastily came forward, when the door opened again-and the Empress, ac- companied by the Duc de Tascher and a numerous suite, came in quickly, with extended hands, which the duchess kissed. She had previously run on alone, leaving the others behind her, and in the antergom had asked the ser- vant on duty if the duchess was at . home, wishing to surprise her. The man, who was half asleep, sprang to his feet with evident trepidation; on seeing which she exclaimed, ‘“‘Do you know me?” “Certainly. I have the hon- or of knowing Your Majesty.” “Oh! how tiresome!” she cried (‘Comme c’est ennuyeux!”); “everybody knows me!” She then hastily opened the door before her, and saw that I too recognized her, on which she flew to the duke, saying, “Tascher! Tascher! I cannot go in— there is a strange lady!” He answered, laughing, that he thought he knew who that strange lady must be, and that Her Majesty need not be alarmed; on which she consented to return. As the duchess welcomed her warmly, she said that she had felt quite shy (intimidee), when she saw “madame,” with a smiling bend to- ward me, on which I was presented in due form to her very gracious Majesty. The whole party then went on the ter- race before the house, and after assist- ing in providing seats I withdrew, fear- ing to intrude on their privacy. But in a few minutes one of my pupils came running in; the Empress had asked why I had retired, and had expressed a par- ticular wish that I should join them. It was rather an ordeal to go through, when I found myself standing at the top of a flight of steps, which I had to descend in full view of the large court circle before me; the more so as there was bright moonlight, and I knew that I must remain standing till permission was given to sit down. But the Empress saw me immediately, and with her usual grace of manner desired me to be seated, using her usual polite circum- locution—“Will you not sit down?” I obeyed, with the requisite low courtesy, and a most pleasant evening followed, the Empress chatting gayly and famil- jarly, as she energetically dug up the gravel at her feet with a tall walking stick that she held in her hand, repeat- edly addressing me personally, with marked courtesy. When an opportun- ity occurred, she called me to her side, and gave me a chair with her own hand. In short, it was impossible to show more kindness and consideration than I noticed toward every one present and experienced personally. She spoke French with a marked Spanish accent, and, to my surprise, her voice had the harsh guttural sounds so frequent among Castilians, but which seemed strangely foreign to that sweet face, 30 delicate in its loveliness. Ss al A Victim of the Earthquske. “James,” said the good wife, severely, “were you intoxicated when you came home Sunday night?” “No, I was not, Maria. I had not drank a drop.” ; “But, James, when you came through the hall you were staggering 80 you could hardly keep your feet.” “Maria,” replied James, with an in- jured air, “you should read the news- papers. If you had looked at the morn- ing Express you would have seen that just at the hour I came home there was an earthquake. It was that which made me look as if I was staggering. Don’t be so hasty in your conclusions another time, please.”—Buffalo Express. Her face was beaming | ' —San Franciscg Chronicle. — A MIGLIONAIRE’S OLD HOME. The Cabin Which He Has Set Up on Hig Lawn. Visitors at Arbor Villa, the splendid new residence of F. M. Smith on the heights above East Oakland, have been holding up their hands in astonishment of late at the queer little unpainted cabin that has come to take up its permanent abiding place in the Smith grounds. The cabin is a little one-roomed affair, eight by fifteen feet, and was the resi- dence of F. M. Smith at Jeels’s Marsh, in Nevada, in 1873. Mr. Smith is one of the very few men who are not ashamed of the “ladder by which they did ascend,’* and he has brought this cabin all the way from Nevada because he loves it and is rather proud of his small begin- ning. , This was the house built by Mr. Smith after his great discovery of the borax im Jeels’s Marsh, which gave him the first impetus on the road which leads to mil- Monairedom. The lumber was brought from Virginia, Nev., and the long mule journey to Jeels’s made it cost very near= ly 10 cents a pound before it reached its destination. Consequently the little house was very nearly priceless, and had cost considerably above its face value. Mr. Smith wanted to be comfortable, and he was willing to pay a considerable price for it, although his tastes were simple. Even to have a board house in that re- mote country was considered a luxury. Log cabins and adobes answered for most. This cabin had a door with real hinges, a window, a roof ef shakes and a ; tin stovepipe, with a small atove at the and my impression was that I had never | 10Wer end of it. The spaces between the planks were weather boarded, and there were really few holes larger than a silver dollar, Mr. Smith says. One end of the cabin was occupied by the bunk, which was nailed firmly to the wall. Stumps answered for seats and completed the first furnishings of the cabin. Mr. Smith built most of it himself, so that he knows every board personally. A few years after this house was built Mr. Smith married and took his wife to live at the borax fields. Then he built another house with three rooms, and the old cabin went to new tenants. The first thing they did was to build an exten- sive addition. The house, as set up in the grounds of Arbor Villa, is without the addition. It is as Mr. Smith occupied it, and the identi- cal boards have been used in its recon- struction. The shingles are new, but the siding, the door and the window are the same. The boards look singularly new and fresh for all their 22 years’ of ser- vice in wind and snow on the Nevada plains. When they arrived at the Smith place the skeptical gardener said: “They’ve palmed off some other house on you. Those boards are not 20 years old.” They do not look their age. They are almost as white as when they were new, except that there is a gray pallor over them, which the careless might not no- tice, but Is like the shadow of a dead face. Time has touched them gently, but if you scratch them with your nail brittle bits splinter off. It is so soaked in salt- petre that it will never decay. For 23 summers the strong alkaline dust df the desert has blown upon it, and the winter rains have washed it until it is perme- ated to its utmost fibre with the solution. That is why it has so gallantly resisted decay. It remains to be seen if it wilt resist as well the fogs of the bay region. oo jas Improvements in Savings. «<> In the year ending June 30, 1394, there was deposited in the 25 savings banks of New York city $84,252,000. The amount withdrawn was $99,392,000. During the year ending June 30, 1895, the amount de- posited increased nearly $10,000,000, standing at $93,338,000. The amount withdrawn decreased over $15,000,000, the figures being $84,229,000. This shows striking evidence of the turn in the com- mercial tide, and illustrates the improve- ments in the situation of people of small means. A year ago there was an excess of $15,140,130 in withdrawals, and in the past year there was an excess of $9,108,- 925 in deposits, with three of the banks aot reported. The 22 banks whose reports have already appeared had aggregate re- sources of $377,069,662 two years ago, $378,197,818 one year ago, and $400,302,- 790 at the end of June. The amount due depositors in these 22 banks was $331,- 648,589 two years ago, $329,371,715 one year ago, and $350,786,885 at the end of June. This is a gain in 22 of the 25 banks of $21,415,170 in 12 months. The amount due depositors in the whole 25 banks increased a trifle over $11,000,000 in the two calendar years 1893 and 1894. The number of open accounts in savings banks of New York city was 807,000 a year and a half ago, and it is now 798,947, with four banks not reporting. —Rand- McNally Bankers’ Monthly, Chicago. Lightning-Proof. Each day adds some new virtues to the long list of those already credited to ‘the pneumatic. The latest of these is that the wheels of a bicycle being en- circled by a band of India rubber and dry air—which is a perfect insulator— the rider is completely insulate from the earth, and, consequently, impervious to the attacks of the electric fluid. Thus day by day, it becomes more and more a faot that life without a pneumaitic tire is neither safe nor worth having. Any one who suffers from nervousness during a thunder shower has now only to go into a barn or the cellar and seat himself upon the saddle of a pneumatic- tired bicycle to be perfectly safe from lightning stroke. As the chances of a man on a bicycle being struck by light- ning have been carefully calculated to be about one in a billion, the Wheel adds, there will, of course, be some pes- simists who will deny that this newly discovered virtue of the pneumatic as a Hightning insulator amounts to very much. -3 Kicking Cows. A writer says he once had a very valu- able heifer which was an exceedingly vicious kicker. To cure her of the habit, he put a common garden hoe end in front of her off hind leg, and behind and above the gambrel joint of the nigh hind leg. Then sitting down on the right to milk, he put the handle of the hoe well up under his arm and began milking. The heifer could not stir either hind leg, and after one week she could be milked safely without fettering, and proved to be a valuable and gentle animal. ‘A wealthy Birmingham man, who made most of his fortune manufactur- ing idols for the people in India to use in worship, is going to give a handsome i sum of money, after his death, to help the missionaries in India make war against idol worship. 7 i