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 Bar Tl to They did ,!?• ' aucovered. .. r*^ narrative, •♦-|,«%^^--, t«ed the .koX^ pvtTJI ,^hecau^ t^lSLH Iord^S»?.M| fiist ICP ».-? â€" With the inii«!r ' *«»rita, 'h oTr- sr/S?^ J.be continued S *« tia lordship h^rJi^ "*1« apre«entofahal3jr"« O'ieofourcffioe«r?«'ak uiBiteforthedrewT"" »! from the ,e" i^i-^y^ penaion ofashfllingadi" 1/39, and was buriid «JS: -;^ the ground beffgi^; I iits on Swimming. ^ntial to the acquirement of imentis to know how tool It w.thaviewtokeepi^; )n the bottom untQ snflasient '3,"|:?it«rai8eitatintery»b ila the learner will ba able to ler. " ma hurry to use the hand*, ided on striking out, but try liberation. L 3t every atroke sep of the arms, and let the I themselves. It is not nscei- feet shonld be raised to the water. The body from the iward should be kept at an degrees to the plane of the inclination, with every for- t, will tend to throw the heid »^ho wishes to acquire theut r recreation, and not for pro. ses, ought to pay little atten- sments of the feet, untilhe hu of his hands then the feet ly come into play and per- •t without much thonght their feet when walking? Is I of learning a swimmer doea satisfied until he brings hie ace. This haa a tendency to just above the hips, and to Swimming in a seaway the nany positions, according to e waves encountered. Soom- vertical, and at other tiaui lined to keep the head oat i beginner to have a person ip his hand under the chin le use of the hands is being le hints apply only to com- swimming that having and confidence obtained, diffionlty in learning all the 3, such as swimming on the bck, diving or turning heeli Lrd or backward. 9, too, that if a person tikoi ill throw himself upon hie t without eflfort, even if hi« â- awn up. Never neglect to ;h cotton-wool. Many l»r- ibuted deafness to twng le ears when swimming- Tail Twiatfirs. Herald says :â€" Thespeoch »berger, of Virginia, on the loes not appear in Coagf*' d therefore we have not ge of readmg it. Bnt it n a trreat sqeech on anoW the necessity of" '^^ tail. America is W*?*?^ :y of statesmen who mig« tail twisters. Old Zich ligan, a mighty ^^.^~^ and sinews of steel, n*» twister. How often «» virled about and ^Ugua agony before t'le eye* «• Old Nevada Stewart, tM m from the lower levetoo' ose powers of wat^f" surpassed by tirandfatwr a the animal many a turn.^ agalls g»veafi»«di«P*^ i now we have Bij£- ion of hnmanity-"*^'^; rhich some «»n^'^^ ,rt8 could lay b^' 6b«y the_pooroajg» 1 value of service. •» Sj^^erTSSfy i* ,t about to-morrow ,tio«i while^viBgJg on a8tonei-*ven w"2 ring 1*»t»2*2fc^Bi' BiBiutlly' *»â- â€¢, ai â€" â€""'" be afir» is Uoi OB M ROUGHING IT Iff THE BUSH." If -uca 1 CHAPTER VI. (ItdSatas a'd Tom Wilsox's Nosb. ~,e kind sir I Sure mother Nature, i°h\'ll her Ireaks, ne'er formed this feature. were mine, I'd try and trads it, the ^s had nevei made it. ifter reducing the log cabin into s j tof order, we contrived, with the aid of "f V boards, to make a bed-closet for poor Tnffl Wilson, who continued to shake every J V with the pitiless ague. There was no V of admitting light and air into this do- *^5ile which opened into the general apart- ""nt 'but through a square hole cut in one ftbe planks, just wide enough to admit a jn's head through rhe aperonre. Here we ""ade Tom a comfortable bed on the floor, ' did the best we could to nurse him tjirough his sickness. His long thin face, ffliciiced with disease, and surroanded by Lje black whiskers, and a beard of a week's jrovr^fi. looked perfectly unearthly. He (»d only to stare at the baby to frighten let a'niost out of her wits. "How fond that young one is of me," he »oald say " she cries for joy at the sight of Amoa^ his curiosities, and he had many, iie held m great esteem a huge nose, made aollovt to ri: his nose, which his father, a IjeiECf almost as eccentric as himself, had carved out of boxwood. When he slipped this ""'"' °^"" ^^^ "' (which was no beau- tira! cbsiical specimen of a nasal organ), it nide a most perfect and hideons disguise. Ihe mother wtio bore him never would re- cognized htr accomplished son. k y-am berless were the tricks he played off with this nose. (.)nce he walked through the scrtets of with this proboscis at- tached to his face. " What a nose Ljok at the man with the nose " cried all the boys in the street. A party of Irish emi- grants passed at the moment. The men, with the courtesy natural to their nation, forbore to laiigh in the gentleman's face but after they had passed, Tom looked back, and saw them bent half double in convnlr sions of mirth. Tom made the party a low bow, gravely took off his nose, and put it in his pocket. Tne day =ifter this frolic, he had a very gevpre fit of ague, and looked so ill that I really entertained fears for his life. The ho: tit had just left him, and he lay upon bis bed bedewed with a cold perspiration, in a state of complete exhaustion. "Poor Tom," said I, "he has passed a horrible day, but the worst is over, and I will make him a cup of coffee." While pre- paring it, Oid Satan came in and began to ulk to my husband. He happened to sit directly opposite the aperture whicu gave light and air to Tom's berth. Thin man was disgustingly ugly. He had lost one eye in a unarrel. It had been gouged out in a free sght, and the side of his face presented a succession of horrible scars inflicted by the teeth of his savag^ adversary. The niok- nime be had acquired through the county snfficiently testified to the respectability of his character and dreadful tales were told of him in the neighborhood, where he was alike feared and hated. The rude fellow, with his accustomed in- solence, began abusing the o d country folks. The English were great bnllies, he said they thought no one could fight but them- selves but the Yankees had whipped them, and would whip them again. He was not afear'd of them, he never was afear'd in his life. Scarcely were the words out of his mouth, when a horrible aspiration presented itself to his view. Slowly rising from his bed, and putting on tne fictitious nose, while he drew his white night cap over his ghastly and livid brow, Tom thrust his face through the aperature, and uttered a diabolical cry then eank down upon his unseen couch as noiselessly as he had arisen. The cry was like nothing human, and it was echoed by an involuntary scream from the lips of our maid servant and myself. "Good Cod what's that?"' cried Satan, falling back in his chair, and pointiui^ to the vacant aperture. " Did you hear it did you see it It beats the universe. I never saw a ghost or a devil before " Moodie, who had recognized the ghost, and greatly enjoyed the fun, pretended profound ignorance, and coolly insinuated that Old Satan had lost his senses. The man was bewildered he stared at the va- cant aperture, then at us in turn,- as if he doubted the accuracy of his own vision. " 'Tis tarnation odd." he said " bnt the women heard it too." "I beard a sound," I said, "a dreadful sonnd, but I saw no ghost." " Sara an' 'twas himsel'" said my Lowland Sootch girl, who now perceived the joke " he was a seekin' to gie us puir bodies a wee fricht." " How long have yon been subject to these «ort of fits?" said I. "You had better speak to the doctor about them. Such fan- cies, if they are not attended to, ottan end in madness." "Mad ' [very indigTuntii/} "1 gaess I'm Got mad, but aa wide awake as yon are. I'id I not see it with my own eyes And then the noiiieâ€" I could not mi^e nucha tarnation ontcry to save my life. Bat be it nian or devil, I don't care, I'm not afear'd," doubling his fist very undecidedly at the hole. Again the i^hastly head was protarod- edâ€" the dreadful eyes rolled wildly in their hollow sockets, and a yell more appalling than the former rang through the room. The man sprang from hia chair, which he overturned in Ua fright, Mid stood lor an in- tant with hu one eyeball starting from his head, and glaring upon the spectre hia cheeks deadly pale the oold perspiration steaming from his face hia lipa diaaever- ^1 and hia teeth chattering in ua head. " Thereâ€" thereâ€" th«re. Lookâ€" look, it «me8 againâ€" the devil 1â€" tha dayil f Here Tom, who atill kept hia eyes £xed spon his victim, gave a knowing wink an4 thrust his tongue out of hia month. ' "He is coming!â€" he is ootril^!" raied the a£Erighted wretch and dauing the open doorway with one leap, he Jied acroaa.^e °eld at full speed. The stream interoipfea |U8 pathâ€" he passed it a* a bUNttiA, plugged •nto the forest and ««soat of â- ! " ' " 'Ha,ha,hal"olnwkIsd«M|irI "»g down eihanstodpn his b^ I nad strength to Mow iqT iyt 1 would lead old Satan such a race lu^ i, has anasaake was ia trdtil m- ' Yon are to take an old tin pan," said the stool, and poking one " said I, laugh- the salt beef and pork, which owing to our diatance fro n â€" â€" formed onr principal fare. He poaitively ref oaed to touch the tad bread, aa my Yankee neighboura very appropriately termed the unleavened cakes m the pan and it was no easy matter to aend a man on homback eif^t milea to fetch a loaf of bread. "Do, my dear lira. Hoodie, like a gocd Chriatian as yoo are, give me a morsel of the baby's biscuit. Mid try and make ua aome decent bread. The stuff your servant, gives ns is uneatable, ' said Wilson to me, in most imploring accenta. "Most willing. Bat I have no yeast; and I never bakt d in one of those strange kettles in my life." "I'll go to old Joe's wife and borrow. some," said he " they are always borrow- ing of yon." Away he went across the field, but soon returned. I looked into his jug â€" it was empty. " No luck,' said he " those stingy wretches had just baked a fine batch of bread, and they would neither lend nor aeli a loaf but they told me how to make their milk emptyings." " Well discuss the same " bnt I much doubted if he could remember the recipe, " You are to take "" ""' **" "•"â-  " â-  he, sitting down on the fire with a stick. " Must it be an old ing. " Of course they said so," " Aod what am 1 to put into it ' " P.itience let me begin at the beginning. Some flour and some milk â€" bnt, by Georg6 i I've forgot all about it. I was wondering as I came across the field why they called the yeast mtZ^-empty logs, and that put the way to make it quite out of my head. But never miud it is only ten o'clock by my watch. I have nothing to do I will go again." He went. Would I had been there to hear the colloquy oetween him and Mrs. Joe he described it something to this effect â€" I " Mrs. Joe " Well stranger, what do you want now ' Tom: "I have forgotten the way yon told me how to make the bread." " Mrs. Joe "I never told you how to make bread. I guess you are a fool. I'eople have to raise bread before they can bake it. Pray who sent you to make game of me I guess somebody as wise aa your- self." Tom " The lady at whose house I am staying." Mrs. Joe: ' Lady ' I can tell you that we have no ladies here. So the woman who lives in the oid log shanty in the hollow don't know how to make bread. A clever wife that Are yon her husband " Tom hak'.a hit head.) â€" "Her brother "â€"(4n other shell-'.) â€" "'Her son? Do you hear? or are you deaf " (^otn^ quiie close up to him. Tom {moving back " Mistress, I'm not deaf and who or what I am ij nothing to you. Will you oblige me by telling me how to make the mifltmptyings and this time I'll pnt it down in my pocket-book." Mrp. Jo« (loith a strong sneer) *• Mill- emptyings ' Milk, I told you. So yon ex- pect me to answer your questions, and give back nothing in return. Get you gone I'll tell you no more about it." Tom (bowing very lotc) â- : " Thank you for your clrllity. Is the old â- wona.n who lives in the little shanty near the apple-trees more obliging " Mrs. Joe " That's my husband's mother. You may try. I guess she'll give you an answer." (Exit, damming the door in his face. " And what did you do then " said I. " Oh, went of course. The door was open, and I reconnoitered the premises before I ventured in. I liked the phiz of the old woman a deal better than that of her daugh- ter-in-law, althouffh it was cunning and in- quisitive, and as sharp as a needle. She was busy shelling cobs of Indian com into a barrel. I rapped at the door. She told me to come in, and in I stepped. Sue asked me if wanted her. I told her my errand, at which she laughed heartily." Old woman " Yen are from the old country, I guess, or you would know how to make mi//;-emptying8. Now, I alwavs prefer bran-emptying i. They make the best bread. The milk. I opine gives it a sourish tapte, and the bran is the least trouble." Tom " Then let us have the bran, by all means. How do you make it " Old woman " I put a double handful of bran into a small pot, or kettle, but a jog will do,, and a teaspoonfnl of salt but mind yon don't kill it with salt, for if you do, it won't rise. I then add as much warm water, at blood-heat, as will mix it into a btiff bat- ter. I then pnt the jug into a pan of warm water, and set it on the hearch near the fire, and keep it at the same heat until it rises, which it generally will do if you at- tend to it in two or three hours' time. When the bran cracks at the top, and yon see white bobbles rising throngh it, you may strain it into your flour, and lay your bread. It makes good bread. Tom " My good woman, I am greatly obliged to yon. We have no bran can yon give me a small quantity " Old woman "I never give anything. You Eagliahers who come out here with atacka of money can afford to buy." Tom " Sdl ire a amaU quantity." Old woman " I gneaa 1 wilL" (Edgiag quite doMcm^ fixing her sharp eyes on lUm. " You moat be very rich to buy bran." Tom {qukzieaOif) " Oh, very rich." Old woman " How do ynn get yMtr money?** Tom {sareasticmi^y. ' don't aiyal it." •hould think 'ore him." Duriag the aix that wretched cabia,iMriei I tht y Bu^^ ted \oid s:,;;r.?sr '-^-"'^^^*^ As Twn aloiriy ru~.^ '"Baa hia appetite, hia aool aiokeMd ever Oldwvmaa: "P'cayanot. Iffotes yonll aoon let othera do that for yon, If yon don't take care. Are die people yon Mve with re • lated to yea " Itom {nanUg tilU to hup Jtia gravity: "On Eve's side. They an my fri^da." Old woman (i»«iirimafl) "And do the7 ke«q^ jM (or mrtt^ or do yon mrk for yonrmeatl" iFMtf tAljMAMI^ «^iKlhat bran ready!" (ifteiM^ievniake'ga»tmth» bhmimdmeasuna oiita^»aft^«f*fmf) ' ^miuitmliMv*^ 0td woipMST ^^^A'^ocfcahaitaK.^' «bi1 *«r*MM%|j"t»liMM(1 ibi tieÂ¥odb^Uinranda not. bdlTorkr' 'Sin his i^^^^^-^'-i'lfe S^rfl«s'i!!!S3'9^ either. There la threepenoe f«r yonr pound (tfbran; yoa are are ansfnaiialy paid." Old woman (oaUinr after him)' "Bnt the recipe do yoa uIosr^^aaddM for the recipe f Tom «It is included in iIm prioe of the bran." "And ao," aaid he, "I came away langh- ing, rejoicing in my aleeve that I had ub- appointed the avaricioua old cheat." The next thing to be done was to aet the branriaing. By the helpof Tom'a recipe, it waa duly mixed in the xoffee-pot, and placed within a tin pan, full of hot water, by the aide of the fira. I have often heard it said that a watched pot never boils and there certainly waa no lack of watchera in this caae. Tom aat for honra legarding it with hia large heavy eyes, the maid inapect- ed it from time to time, and acarce ten minutea were auffered to elapse without my testing the heat of the water, and the atate of the emptyings but the day slipped 9owly away, and night drew on, and yet the watched pot gave no signa of vitality. Tom aighed deeply when we aat down to tea with the old tare. "Never mind," aaid he, "we shall get seme good bread in the morning; it mnat get up by that time. I will wait till then. I could almoat starve before 1 oould touch these leaden cakes." The tea-things were removed. Tom took up his flute, and commenced a series of the Wildest voluntary aire that ever were breathed forth by human lungs. Mad jiga« to which the gravest of mankind might iiave. cut eccentric capers. We were all An-' vulsed with lauphter. In the midst of one of these droll movements, Tom suddenly hopped like a kangaroo (which feat he per- formed by raising himself upon tiptoes, then flinging himself forward wich a stoop- ing jerk), towards the hearth, and squinting down into the coffee-pot in the most quizzi- cal manner, exclaimed, "Miserable -chaff If that does not make you rise nothing willk" I left the bran all night by the fire. Early in the morning I had the satisfaction of finding that it had risen high above the rim of the pot, and was surrounded by a; fine crown of bubbles. " Better late than neyer," thought I. as I emptied the emptyings into my flour "Tom is hot up yet. .1 will make him 'so happy with a loaf of new bread, nice home- baked bread, for his breakfast." It was my first Canadian loaf. I telt quite proud of it, as I placed it in the odd machine in which it was to be baked. â€" 1 did not understand the method of baking in these ovens or that my bread shonld have remained in tbe kettle for half an hour, imtil it had riiMiii the second time, before I applied the fire te- it, in order that the breid should be .lights when it was in a fit state for baking, but the oven should have been brought tO* i^ proper temperature to receive the biwad. Igourant of all this, I put my nnrisen loaf into a cold kettle, andriieapada Jarge quan- Hty of hot ashes aboC ana|!|elai4ij|t. The fi st intimation I hat' of the repiu ef my uxperimjut was the disagreeable mour of burning bread filling the house. I " What i. this horrid smell " cried Tom, issuing from hia domicile, in his shirt sleeves. " Dj open the door^ Ball (to the mdtd) 1 feel quite sick." • •- " It is the bread," said I, taking .pS the lid of the oven withJiie tongs. " Dear me, ic ia all bumf. " '• •"â-  " And smells as sour as vinegar," â-  ' The black bread of Sparta ' " Alas for my maiden loaf I WitU a rue- ful face I placed it on the breakfast .table. "I hoped to have give^ you a treat, 'btit I fear you will fiad it woMse than the cakea-in the pan. " You miy be sure of that," aaid Tom, as he stuck his knife into the loaf, and drew it forth covered with raw dongh. "Oh, Mrs. Moodie, I hope yon make better books than bread." We were all sadly disappointed; The others submitted to my failure good-natured- ly, and made it the subject of many droll, but not unkindly, witticisms. For myself, I could have borne the severest infliction from the pen of the most f jrmidable critic with more fortitude than I bore the cutting up of my first loaf of bread. After breakfast, Moodie and Wilson rode into the town and when they returned at night, brought several long letters for me. Ah those first kind 'letters from home Never shall I forget the i^ipture with which I grasped the i â€" the eaglet, trembling haste with ^hich I tore them open, while the blinding tears whioh filled my eyes hinder- ed me for some mijiutea from reading a word which they contained. Sixteen years have slowly passed awayâ€" it appears half a cen- tury â€" but never, never can home lettera give me the intense joy thoae letters did. After seven years' exue, the hope of return grows feeble, the means are still less in onr power, aud our friends give up all hope of our return their letters grow fewer and colder, their expressions of attachment are less vivid the heart has formed new ties, and the poor emigrant is nearly forgotten. Double those years, and it ia aa if the grave Iiad closed over you, and the hearts that nnce knew and loved you knaw yon no mire. Tom, too, bad a large packet of letters, which he read with great glee. After re- peruaing them, he declared hia intention of Betting off on his retran home the next day. We tried to peraaade him to atay until the following apring, and make a fair trial of the country. Argumenta were thrown away upon him the next morning onr eccentric f nend waa ready to start. ** Good-bye r qnoth IM, shaking me by the hand as if he meant to sever it from the wrist. " When next we meet it will ba in Hew Sostth WaUa, aAd I bbfe 'by that time yon wiH know how tS^mifte' btftttbr bread." And thns ended Tom Wilson's ennirratioa to Canada. He brangfat oat tteee hondnd Tniiimg the Color SeoM. Jean IageIow^Bsstflbaa,fai«NM of the North «( Eqgland, the prooees oi teaching boyS and gilts to match colors. It appears that about four per oent. of the children were unable to distingniah oolqts, even the moat nnlike. There waa a daaaroom in which waa a table covered with akdna of German wool, bita ot stained glass and ulka of all oolora. The master aaid, " Now, baima, back end a'hut week I teU'd ye I'd gie ye an onld farraat leason to-day. Yon, Joaey, ye aee thia " holding up a red roee. Joaey, a anudl chQd of aix yeara, " Ay, maater." " What be it, barin " " Wh a rose, master, for share." " Ay, but what kin' o' roee " " A red un, sir " " Well, now you go into the class-room, uid fetch me out a skein o' wool the nigfaest like this rose ever ye can." Josey takes the rose, and fetches back the skein of just the same hue. After tliis about twenty of the children were sent on the errand, and matched the oolor perfect- ly. At last, a little white-faced felloiv went into the class-room, stayed some time, and finally came out with two skeina in hia hand. Shouts of surprise and derision filled the room. " Surely, what be ye thinking on " " One on 'em's as green as grasa, an' t'other as gray as a ratten (rat). The little boy looks frightened. " Thou's done as well as thou knew how," says the master, rather gently. " Don't thou be scared tbou's nobbut tried once. Here, take and match me this." He gives him the glossy leaf of a laurel. The child goes out again, and, with a much more cheerful and confident air, comes Dick and puts into bin hand a skein cf the brightest scarlet. The other childred, too surprised to laugh, whisper together, " He beant a fondy, neither." Fond here has the old sense of foolish. Candied Honey. As a general thing, all honey oandieaupon the approach of cold weather. Some think â- that thin honey candies quicker than thick possibly that is the case, for honey that has been left in the hive for some weeks after being sealed over by the bees will sometimes not candy at all, even in zero weather. As some honey candies upon the firat ap- proach of cold weather and other aamplea not until severe freezing weather, we can not be sure that ripening or remaining in the hives for several weeks after seeding is a sure preventive. It is very seldom indeed It not only required experience to, kiiow.. j{ihat we find sealed comb honey in a candied state, know use. which shows plainly that the bees how to preserv*) honey for future A boy noticed bees gathering pollen fixm sawdust and remarked that it was a little sweet. Commenting upon it Gleanings in Bee Culture says I have noticed thia, and felt a good deal surprised, especially as the sawdust had no sweet taste at all before it was gathered by the bees, and I detected at the time that the bees carried honey from their hives tp mix with sawdust so as to make a sort of dough that they can pad up into little biscuits, to put on their little legs. Wheat and rye flour after being pad- ded upon their legs, and carried to their hives, has quite a snieetish taste that it did not have before. We do not know just how the sawdust helps them, but when no pollen is to be had from the flowers, it no doubt supplies them with something they noed, but cannot get from honey alone. Babbiting' poimda, Britiah currency, he remiJned m the country jnat four montha, and retdmed to Ei^[laad widi barely tmai^ to^ pay Ma passage home. (so Bi oojaoniiD.) Hot Hecesnnly in PnbMcatMib And an yoa [ovJwhhnge|vef niy wiinUVf' of replied the Iffipfjr^ *»*»» «tt." "am. "I am, phasis mthe gnanmtaeof|OodfiMr JM eO shal -^ :1K«2fa In a 'Woman's Hand-Sa?. " What do yon carry in that bag " said the big man to the business woman, point- ing to the little hand-bag that is her insep- arable companion. " I'll show you," saidshe and then she took Out two handkerchiefs, one for use and one for show a lead-pencil, with the point broken a stick of gum, chewed George Williain Cartis's editorial on Matthew Ar- nold's death, cut out of "Harper's Weekly?" three keys that don't fit anything in parti- cular one latch key, that does fit a Bond Street Library card, three Daly Theatre seat conpona, a tiny box of face powder, three capsules of qiiinioe, five visiting cards, seven letters, five of them from one man spring suits cut out of a Sunday paper, a season ticket to the American Art Association's Prize Exhibition, an unposted letter to her mother, three rubber bands, three postal cards, a shoe-bottoner, dentist's appoint- ment card, four hairpins, an unpolished mess agate, coral broach with the pin broken off, half a mustard leaf, a piece of paper with quotations from Mme. Blavatsky on Theosophy written on it, a sample of yellow ribbon to be matched, a card photo- graph of another girl, and a purse contain- ing one three- cent piece and a postage stamp. An Arab Woman's Dress. Of whatever rank or station an Arab wo- man may be, her dreaa conaista only of a akirt reaching down to the anktea, trousers (not drawers) and a kerohief for the head. The material varies, of oonrse. Rich people have gold brocades of many patterns, vel- vets and ailka richly trimmed. Daring the hot aeaaon phdn white oalicoea or muslin are worn. Skirt and trousers are never of the fame pattern. Tlie skbrt miut not be too long, that it may not hide the rich em- broidery of the troosera or the two ankleta a number of little golden bella an sn^ended from one ef Aeae, which make a pretty tinkling sowqd.at every step. Two loi taaseled ribbons hang loMely over the long baS or on botii aides of iae head, from the band Oat ia wMirrannd Ae fonfaead. The rilk herdiief reaches dowii to tbe ankles. In ber waUca an Arab lady puta on the "Scheie," which ia ahawl, wateiproof and doak,^ all i^.ooe. The achde ia a large ahawl or mantilla of blaok ailk, men or lea#^iAtiily ttimiMd with gold or ailver bordera, aocor^c to the wealth and taato of ita owner. Tbia u iihe only wrufir wa^. JLMblady'aseaimtil'it is ooinpleteqf worn. 't dit, its fsaUen- never 'ohanging even tfe «Baatest.aad nshrMti^pMlies do apt than one sohda^t e time. .. ' ^v«. Jr^- hnd waiter, I want jMihMfladi •lisft'thMr^-^ rabUti liavebebmne atfreatpeet in Australia and New ZaahoKL. for years paat, the ownaie ef atatiMMr aa the rajw^as are called there, hate bean in tiie hiMk^ employing " rab- ^Tten "to host down 4hd deatray the pest. These men an given gons, ammiinition, and a " where," or roughly built hut. to liye in. Their " tndier," another oolonialiim, which means food, is also siipplied them by their employer, and, in addition, they are either paid from two to four cents of our money a head for each rabbit killed, or draw a r^nlar salary. Therabbiter has to take off and dry the skin of every rabbit worth it, and turn it over to hia employer aa evidense of the death of the animiL The market value of these skins there is four or five cents each, ao that the proprietor nearly recoups him- self for the pay for the rabbiter. When the rabbit is so young that the pelt is worthless, the hunter receives the same pay, bnt is obliged to produce the ears aa evidence ot hia work. When he rabbita on a salary, he geta from six dollars to fifteen dollars a week. The work ia of the most arduous kind. The places, particularly in New Zealand, where the rabbits most abound, are hilly in the extreme, and they scarcely deign to speak of anything as hilly that would not be ealled precipitions anywhere else. The animals can be hunted with success only at the earliest dawn, and in the twi- light. Going over those bills at breakneck speed in the attempt to save half-a-dczen rabits' skins from being mangled by sis many different dogs is not romantic, and hours of it give the most, enthusiastic his fill. Each rabbit is skinned as soon as taken, almost by a turn of the wrist, and the pelt distended inside out by the insertion of an elastic twig bent double. These, skins are then all taken to the whare, and hiug around on the bushes to dry. While drying in the hot sun they fill the whole neighbor- hood with a terrific stench, and any one coming on to a rabbiter's camp from the leeward is aware of the fact half a mile oS. When thorocghly dried, the pelts are packed in bundles containing twenty-five each, and carried to the station, where the rabbiter receives his piy. The skins are manufactured into various articles of wear- ing apparel, notably hats, and not infre- quently are dyed to imitate the more expen- sive furs, when they bring a very fair price. The meat, although not badly flavored, ia aeldom eaten, at least in the neighborhooda where they abound, though the carcaaaea bring twenty- five cents apiece in the larger cities. On a desirable station, rabbiting is not an unprofitable job. One man made one thou- sand five hundred doll us a ear at it, for three successive years on a New Zealand run. Lost Aiticlea on Bailways. The lost article departnieots of the rail- roads are curiosity shops. They contain the accumlatinns of years, as fully a third of the articles lef c on trains are never called for. A dozen or more articles are picked up in the New Haven coaches every day. They are kept for a time at the Grand Central Depot awaiting owners' calls. The company has a busbel or more of purses.s ome of which are five or six years old. T'hey con- tain Very little money as a usual thing, but pictures, newsp-iper clippings, poetry, and samples of dress-goods in abundance. The pickpocket has been through most of these pnrses, no doubt, and after hastily extraot- ir g the bills, he throws the purse on a seat or on the floor. Once or twice, however, pocketbooks containing la^^ge sums of money and bonds worth thousands have been pick- ed up by the train men. Conductor Curran, when a baggage man several ^ears ago, picked up a pocketbook on the plat- form, just as the train was entering Bos- ton, containing $40,000 in securities and $500 in bills. He had jist handed it to tue snperintendent when the owner rushed in breathlessly and said that he was ruined if he couldn't find it. Of the things usually left in the cars, umbrellas and purses pre- ponderate. The record last Saturday on the Nov Haven road was Five umbrellas, one parasol, two canes, ahiwl, box of pow- der, duster and package of collars. Yester- day two sickles were left by some farmer. Boxes of cigars and shoes are quite common. Violoncellos, snare drums and cate in boxes have been taken out by the conductors. All that the Grand Central wants to com pleto its collection is a real live baby. Two years ago a man stopped at New Haven long enough to hand an expressman a travel- ling bag, directing the latter to take it to a certain address where he said he lived. The address was fictitious, and the express- man waa wondering what to do with the bag wbeu he discovered that it contained a live infant. The supposed father had taken another train, so the satchel's oontente went to an asylnm. Ciiinese Art and Landscape Oardenin;:. There an said to be something like fifty thousand characters in the written language of the Chinese. I am sun it would take them all to fidly describe the queer sighta and strange customs we witnessed in Peking during tbe few days we rested there, at the oheerfnl UaitedStateo T«!gatioa, before mak- ing oar final start for the Great WalL I had never known befon ti^t the twisted trees, oontorted olneett and queer arobiteo- tun painted on Cfhinese punch-bowla and platton an not dnll oaricaturea but the Chineee repr aee ntati o iia of Chinaec art ideas in the actual everyday aoenes of Chinese life. The grotasqae figano which they paint on fans, er acneos, an alftwoll kmawn histori- cal char a ct e a s iieroes d fietk», or deified saints and pbiloaophws, and each one carries to the.Ghiaese mfai its pecoUar tradition ornmantio aowci^tioQ. Thenib verymtle ^otareoqae scenery in CMâ€" t mi t bm l ew hilla, atreama and val- leya wJUob lovers j^ natanj beaaiy have db- covaofed, have dMn doty in deooration for hundreds, perhaps thonaanda of yeara. 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