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 ^*fir TT^ ^^m mmmmmmm^ !Pf«19P r i»iem on iuT ' fhe village, ^-^ [checked bya S» «W? Istnctinp their ilS*'*^ in l» period of ?hS**«S Id the quality 'y^^tfcr, lrov,ng. The-^*»»ia,^ F the city ha,*Sr »iUBd l«eyMd. wgch^n!?"*- Ition before h;^^SJS Imultiplication of T?^ land educational "^i«U Is, English. p^*^dcavi. K^ *o t»'««Wto K an inaalubriou, anT'^- hhe acquisiti^^^Jy'-d 0^ J^Ject to two diaSviSj? Ind questions mS^ lie native courtT « " [to interfere, a"d'tfc^ It without ttteooLS?" f- ^ermantradewSJpVM Hloping on accost oft- Nroua German coloZwA eather in Australia. 'â- ^^We feature of the Am, .8 the hot wind. Thefl" f the continent resemble, th. I Africa and Arabia, and! are very similar. ImmeS nd are drifted about by r» d beyond the coast a coMid put to sea. OnJM.21, 1 8 tliermometer rose to I'l o I the mean temperature for wi So parched wu the! ere were greit cracks la itl 3t deep. At Cooper's Creekl o'i-J, he experienced on« of I â- rents, and thus desoribag it • f hich had been blowing alii orth-east, increased to ai^e,| r forget its withering effacti.f r behind a large gum tn»\ i heat were so terrific thatll rery grass did not take fire; th animate and inanimate,! re it the horses stood with! tie wind and their noses tol e bird» were mute, and thel ;ee3 fell like a shower roandl took out my thermometer,! p ° and put it in the fork ofl kn hour afterwards, when if e it, the tube was full of mer-l lulb had burst about sonntl 1 to west, and a thnndercload but only a few drops of^ain ting of the instrument siiowil â- ature was much higher thanl IS being unable to assist thef le mercury. Yegetbtion aaff m che parching character ofi iQts droop, leaves shrivel ar and wheat crops have been intease dryness is shown bn midity f;klling to zero, toa^ ounting to an inch of water i in the mountains to the r"' in the midst of a frtL., onal hot blasts are fdt froa d they cause a pocolitf imi atrils and throat. Altho^ Seated air and fatal to T«gH wind, like that of In^,3 dry clim»te is latic diseases. riok of the Bavena- iveof jthe Arctic voyage re is the following story ' vhich becime domiciliate •Investigator." Ihe n^ he only bird that wiBML winter; and in the depth j seen to flit through che cjj losphere Uke an evil spnf alone breaking tb« "'"3 J scene. No one of the crn doot the ravens, »n"-,| icame very bold, »« " rrative. Two ravww, es as friends of th* I* living maicly by what u" might have tlr»r" 'l ,. The ship's dog, ho**â„¢ se as his special P""*^ asiderablo energy » """j, ,ta against the ri^^^ wittedhimu»»*»l.t S one. Obeerviwr *»y dlling to "»k« • "Sd « intention.dly m ^J^^, tins were being cle^jl outside the •hV.^^:^ «d tempted -gfg^ •e, a consjd^^r^ j avens would «»Vjiy a, and had g«gTi„ Mfore the "^^ i impoeitiM J^Vf im androshed !»«» old It»U»8?'ii"S?^ arrive! ••"" "ROUGHI NG IT IN TH E BUSH." iToodie shook hands with the old hnbter,-*^ one night, when I happcnod to be left Lad»M' nred him that we ahoiild always be After thie inTiMitu«,.3aan' toieeWâ„¢- \m« a frequent gneat. n with delight to Moodie while hrf i^ ^bed to him elephant hunting at the ""L • erasping hia rifle in a determined "^e'r »nd whistling an enconragisg air "" dogs. I asked him one evening what ^e him so fond of hunting. the excitement," he aaia; "it I K'XU Jwwns thought, and I love to ba alone. ffl iorry for the creatoree, too, for they Zf and happy yet I am led by an inat are ;L and happy yet 1 am lea Dy an instinct r«nDot restrain to kill them. Sometimes ^â- Tgight of their dying agonies recalls pain- Si feelings and thenl lay aside the gun, d do not hunt for days. But 'tis fine to te alone with God in the treat woodsâ€" to ^tch '^^be sunbeams stealing through the Sck branches, the blae sky breaking in ^n von in patches, and to know that all â-  origbt and shiny above you, in spite of Sje gloom that surrounds yon." After a long pause, he continued, with macb solemn feeling in his look and tone, I'l lived a life of folly for years, for I was respectably bom and educat^, and had seen In^tbing of the world, perhaps more than was good, before I left home for the woods Tod from the teaching I had received from kind relatives and parento I should have known how to have conducted myself better. But madam, if we associate long with the detiraved and ignorant, we learn to become even woise than they. I felt deeply my degradationâ€" felt that I had become the slave to low vice and in order to emanoi- nate myself from the hateful tyranny of evil ^ions, I did a very rash and foolish thing. 1 need not mention the manner in which I transgressed God's holy laws all the neigh- bours know it, and must have told yon long MTo. I could have borne reproof, but they ^rned my sorrow into indecent jeste, and, nnable to bear their coarse ridicule, I made companions ot my dogs and gun, and went forth into the wilderness. Hunting became I a habit. I could no longer live without it, j and it supplies the stimulant which I lost when I renounced the cursed whisky bot- tle. " I remember the first hunting excursion I took alone in the forest. How sad and gloomy I felt 1 I thought that there was no creature in the world so miserable as myself. I was tired and hungry, and 1 sat down npcn a fallen tree to rest. All was still as death a:ound me, and I was fast sinking to sleep, when my attention was aroused by a long, wild cry. My dog, for I had not Chance then, and he's no hunter, pricked up his ears, but instead of answering with a bark of defiance, he crouched down, tremb- Img, at my feet. " What doea this mean " I cried, and I cocked my rifle and sprang upon the log. The sound came nearer upon the wind. It was like the deep baying of a pack of hounds in full cry. Presently a noble deer rushed past me, and fast upon his trailâ€" I see them now, like so many black devilsâ€" swept by a pack of ten or fifteen Urge, fierce wolves, with fiery eyes and bristling hair, and paws that seemed hardly to touch the ground in iheir eager haste. I thought not of danger, for, with their p;ey in view, I was safe but I felt every uerve within me tremble f jr the fate of the poor (Iter. Tiie wolves gained upon him it every bound. A close thicket inter- cepted his path, and, rendered desperate, he turned at bay. His nostrils were dilated, and his eyes seemed to send forth long streams of light. It was wonderfiU to witness the courage of the beast. How bravely he repelled the attacks of his deadly enemies, how gallantly he tossed them to the right and left, and spumed them from beneath his hoofs yet all his struggles were useless, and he was quickly overcome and torn to pieces by his ravenous foes. At that moment he seemed more unfortunate even than mvaelf, for I could not see in what manner he had deserved his fate. All this speed and energy, his courage and fortitude, had been exerted in vain. I had tried to destroy myself but he, with every efiort vigorously made for self-preservation, was doomed to meet the fate he dreaded 1 Is God just to his creatures ' With this sentence on his lips, he started abruptly from his seat and left the house. One day he found me painting some wild flowers, and was greatly interested in watch- ing the progress I made in the group. Late mihe afternoon of the following day he brought me a large bunch of splendid spring °" Draw these," said he " I have been all the way to the ^^ P^*""' *« " them for yon." Little Katie graspbg them one by one, with infantile joy, kissed every blossmn " These are God s pictures," said the hun- ter, " and the child, who is aU nature, un- derstands them in a mmute. Is jt not strange that these beautiful things are hid away in the wilderness, where no eyes but the birds of the air. and the wild beasts of the wood, and the insects that live upon them, ever see them? Does God provide, for the pleasure of such creatures, these flowers? is His benevolence satisfied by the admuation of animals whom we have been taught to consider » baving neither thought nor reflection When I am alone in the forest, these thoughts Mzzle me. Knowing that t» argue w'th Brian was onlv to call into action the slumberm? fires of his fatil malady, I t^^'i A\^f If " sationby asking him why he called his fav- orite dog Chance .â-  „, _. _ji„. "I found him," he said. "«oft«.SS bick in the bush. He was a mere "keleto^ At first I took him for a wolf, bnt tbe shape of his head undeceived me. I opraed myt aloae, for the first cima since my arrival in ,, Caaada. I cannot now ima^ae howl ooald He would sit U|d,f hate been such a fool as to giva way for foar-ABd-twenty hours to aach cbudish fears bnt so it was, and I will not disguise my weakness from my Indulgent reader. Moodle had bought a very fine cow of a black man, named MoUinenx, for which he was to give twenty-seven dollars. The man lived twelve miles back in the woods and onefnwty spring dayâ€" (dont smile at the term frosty, thus connected with the senlal season of uie year the term is penectly correct when applied to the Canadian spring, which, until the middle of May, is the moat dismal season in the year)â€" he and John Monaghan took a rope, and the dog, and sallied forth to feteh the cow home. Moodie said that they should be back by six o'clock in the evenine, and charged me to have something cooked for supper when they returned, as he doubted not their long walk In the sharp air would give them a good appetite. This was dnriag the time thiat I was without a servant, uid living in old Mrs. 's shanty. The day was so bright and clear, and Katie was so full of frolic and play, rolling upon the floor, or toddling from chair to chab, that the day passed on without my feeling remarkably lonely. At length the evening drew nigh, and I began to exp3ct my husband's return, and to think of the supper that I was to prepare for lue recep- tion. The red heifer that we had bought of Layton came lowing to the door to be milk- ed but I did not know how to milk in those days, and, besides this, I was terribly afraid of cattle. Set, as I knew that milk would be .required for the tea, I ran across the meadow to Mrs. Joe, and begged that one of her girls would be so kind as to milk for for me. My request was greeted with a rude burst of laughter from the whole set^ " If you can't milk," said Mrs. Joe, " ite high time you should learn. My girls are above beim; helps." " I would not ask you but as a g ea favour I am afraid of cows." " Afraid of cows Lord bless the woman I A farmer's wife and afraid of cows I" Here followed another laugh at my ex- pense and, indignant at the refusal of my first and last request, when they had aU borrowed so much from mi, I shut the in- hospitable door, and returned home. After many inefiectual attempto, I suc- ceeded at last, and bore my half-pail of mUk in triumph to the house. Yes 1 I felt prouder of that milk than many an author of the best thing he ever wrote, whether In verse or prose and It was doubly sweet when 1 considered that I had procured it without being under any obligation to my ill-natured neighbours. I had learned a useful lesson of independence, to which in after- vears I had often again to refer. I fed little'Katie and put her to bed, made the hot ce^es for tea, boiled the pototoes, and laid the ham, cut in nice slices, in the pan, ready to cOok the moment I saw the men enter the meadow, and arranged the little room with scrupulous care and neatness. A glorious fire was blazing on the hearth, and everything was ready for their supper and I began to look out anxiously for their arrival. The night had closed in cold and foggy, and I could no longer distinguish any objact at more than a few yards from the door. Bringing in as much wood as I thought would last me for several hours, I clos^'d the door and for the first time in my life I found myself at night in a house entirely alone. Then I began to ask mytelf a thou- sand torturing questions as to the reason of their unusual absence. Had they lost thair wav in the wcods? Could they have fallen in with wolves fone of my early bugbears) Could any fatal accident have befallen ttem? I stsirted up, opened the door, held my breath, and ILstaned. The little brook lifted up ite vuice in loud, hoarse wailing, or mocked, in its babbling to the stones, the sound of human voices. As it became later, my fears increased in proportion. I grew too superstitious and nervous to keep the door open. I not only closed It, but dragged a heavy box in front, for bolt there was none. Several ill-looking men had, during the day, asked their way to Toronto I felt alarmed lest such rude wayfarers should come to-night and demand a lodging, and find roe alone and unprotected. Once I thought of running across to Mrs. Joe, and asking her to let one of the girls stay with me until Moodie returned but the way in which I had been repulsed in the evening prevented roe from making a second appeal I to their charity. Hour after hour wore away, and the crow ing of the cocks proclaimed midnight, and yet they came not. I had burnt out all my wood, and I dared not open the door to fetoh in more. The candle was expiring In the socket, and I had not courage to go up Into the loft and procure another before it went finally out. Cold, heart weary, and faint, I sat and cried. Every now and then the furious barking of the dogs at the neigh- bouring farms, and the loud cackling of the geese upon our own, made me hope that they were coining aTid then I listened till the beating of my own heart excluded all other sounds. Oh, that unwearied brook 1 how It sobbed and moaned like a fretful child;â€" wh»t unreal terrors and fanciful Illusions my too active mind conjured up, whilst listening to Ite mysterious tones Just as the moon rose, the ho*Ung of a pack of wolves, from the great swamp m our rear, filled the whole air. Tneir yeUs were answered by the barking of aU the dogs in the vicinity, and the geese, mwiJI ing to be behind-hand In the general con- fnsioc, let up the most discordant screanu. wallet, and called him to me. slowly, stopping and waggtog He came his tail at face.' I offered him a bit of dnod y«d»^ and he soon became friendly, and Allowed me home, and has never left me sinoa. i called him Chance, after »«» »»?«J^ J^K peued with him and I would not part with nun for twenty dollars." „„v___- Alas. for pobr Chance 1 he h^^TuSS to his ^V^oontnaoted a P«w^ â„¢K forfreshliutton. and ««»,»3"^iSfc .olesst^eght^^^J^^^ ^-^ was sad «d/o«»y )kB after his favorite'" death. Wd,"he/iiald, 'Hf li6iH»oWHio»«w^^P~~ Uielifeol tjoately my dog. olBiivi I had often fieard, and even been amused, during the winter, particularly on t^w nights, with heailng the howls of these for- nddable wUd beasts, but I had never before heard them alone, and when one dear tome was abroad asold their faaunto. Jhey were directly in the track that Moodie and Mon- ashsn must have taken and I iww made M doubt that they had been attaAed and killed on their return through th 3 woods with the cow, and I wept and sobbed unttl the old «r^ dawn pawed in upon me ^aaaa^ tiie small dim window. I nave •ggMdmai^a kog oheeilea night, WMn ^^r husband was •way £r«n me dorii^ tl^ rebellion, and Iwas Mti my forert home IWB* five Uttle children, and only an Md faiih vnman todraw.snd out wood foe mv fin. and attend to ttie wants of tiha j5n# Jl» day ^1» and wild, and neartotiia houae. iiiat I was afraid leit tfaay should break tfaioai^ tlie fruit window, or oome down tiie low, wide eUnn^, aiad nftt me of aqr eUUL B«l ttaflor detestable howls died away in tlie distance, and tlie b^ht sun torn w^ and dispersed the wild h«»nmi o the night, and I loiAed onee more tiiaidfy avoinid me. Theslght of tlw taMo 9gn»At and tiie un- eaten supper, renewed my grief, fori oould not divertmyself of the ideik that Moodie was dead. I opened the door, andstoined fourth into the pure air of this early day. A S3lemn and beautiful repose still hni^ like a veil over tiie faoe of Nature, fhe mls!a of night still rested upon the majestic woods, and not a sound bnt the fiowmg of the waters went up in the vast stillness. The earth had not yet raised her matin hymn to tiie throne of the Creator. Sad at heart, and weary and worn m spirit, I went down to the spring and washed my face and head, and druik a deep draught of Ite icy waters. On retuning to the house, I met near the door, old Brian the hunter, with a large fox dangling across his shoulder, and the doars followinfi at his heels. • Why 1 Mrs. Moodie, what is the matter? You are early abroad this morning, and look dreadful ill. Is anything wrong at home Is the baby or y or.r husband sick T" " Oh 1" I cried, bursting into tears, " I fear he Is killed by the wo^es." The man stared at ma, as If he doubted the evidence of his senses, and well he might but tlds one idea faiad taken suoh strong possession ofny mmd that I could admit no other. I then told him, as well as I could find words, the cause of my alarm, to which he listened very quietly and patiently. " Set your heart at rest your husband is safe. It is a long j mrney on foot to Mollineux, to one unacquainted with a blazed path in a bush road. They have staid all night at the black maa's shanty, and you will see them back at noon." I shook my head, and continued to weep. " Well, now. In order to satisfy you, I win saddle my mare, and ride over to the nigger's, and bring you word as fast as I can." I thanked him sincerely for his kindness, and returned, in somewhat better spirite, to the house. At tan o'clock my ^ood messen- ger returned with the glad tidings that all was welL The day before, when half the journey had been accomplished, John Monaghan let go the rope by which he led the cow, and she had broken away through the woods, and returned to her old roaster and when they again reached his place, night had set in, and they were obliged to wait until the re- turn of day. Moodie laughed heartily at all my fears but indeed I found them no joke. Brian's eldest son, a lad of fourteen, was not exactly an idiot, 3ut what. In the old country, ia very expresuvely termed by the poor people a " natural." He could feed and assist himself, had been taught Im- periectly to read and write, and could go to and from the town on errands, and carry a message from one farm house to another but he was a strange, wayward creature, and evidently Inherited, In no small degree, his father's malady. During the summer months he lived en- tirely in the woods, net^ his father's dwell- ing, only returning to obtain food, which was generally left for him in an outhouse. In the winter, driven home by the severity of the weather, he wo ild sit for days to- gether moping in the chimney-corner, with- out taking the least notice of what was pass- ing around him. Brian never mentioned this boy â€" who had a strong, active figure, a handsome, but very inexpressive face â€" without a deep sigh and I feel certain that half his own dejection was occasioned by he mental aberration of his child. Ooe day he sent the lad witb a note to our house, to know If Moodie would pur- chase the half of an ox that he was going to kill. Taere happened to stand In the cor- ner of the room an open wood box, i ito which several bushels of fine apples had been thrown and, while Moodie was writ- ing an answer to the note, the eyes of the idiot were fastened, as if by some magnetic infiuence, upon the apples. Knowing that Brian had a very fine orchard, 1 did not offer the boy any of the fruit. When the note was finuhed, I handed It to him. The lad grasped it mechanically, without remov ing his tixed gaze from the apples. " Give that to your father, Tom." The boy answered not â€" his ears, his eyes, his whole soul, were concentrated in the apples. Ten minutes elapsed, but he stood motionless, like a pointer at a dead set. " My good boy, you can go." He did not stir. " Is there anything you want ' " I want," said the lad, without moving his eyes from tiie objecta of his Intense de- sire, and speaking in a slow, pointed man- ner, which. ought to have beien heard to be fully appreciated, "I want ap pies I" " Oh, if that's all, take what you like." The permission once obtained, the boy flung himself upon the box with the rapac- ity of a hawk upon ite prey, after being long poised in the air to fix Ite certain aim; ihrasting bis hands to the right and left, in order to secure the finest specimens of the coveted frnit, scarcely allowing lumself time to breathe until he had filled his old straw hat and all his pockete with apples. To help laughing was impossible while this new lom o' Bedlam darted from the house, and scampered across the field for dear life, as if afraid that we should pursue him to rob him of his prize. It was during this winter that our friend Brian was left a fortune of three hundred pounds per annum bnt it was necessary for him to return to his native country, in order to take possession of the property. This he positively refused to do and when we re- monstrated with him on the apparent Im- bedUty of tius resolution, he declared that he would not risk hia life. In crosdng the At- lantic twice, for tw^ty times that sum. What strange inconrimency was this, in a bdng who had three times attempted to take away tiiat wiiioh he dreaded so much to lose aoddental ly 1 I wa* much amused with an account whioh he gavo me, in his qoaint way, tA an excursion he went upon with a botatdst^ to oolleot spedmnna of the plants and fiowan of Upper Oanadn. ** It wai a fine spring day, souM tan yean ago, and I waf yoking tug oxen to drag in atone oata I had just sown, when a Bmo, pmudiy man, witii a broad, red, good- natured fMe, and canying a small blaok leatiMm w^let aaron liis siumldsr, c^Bad to me omr thn.fjtnoa^ and asked mo K^ nnr name wau Bciaa Bâ€" ^-t. I aid *Smi whatqflliatr -^ "' "•OidfyMi iiEtf^ witii tiie woods tiiaa any panm in parts and I will pay you anytfab^ in raaaoa if yonwiH Wnj guide for a few ^•Whero do yott want to go?' aald'E '" «««]rowh«ie parUcnlar,' mn he. 'I to go hsro and thsfa, in all direo^ons, to. ooUeot planiB and flowori.' ** That is still-hnndns iridi a TMBgeanoe," Uionc^t L *To-day I must dr^ in my oats. U to-morrow wilt suit, we iHll be *** And your oharger said he. 'Iliketo be oertain of that.' « A dollar a day. My time and labour upsn my farm, at this busy season, is worth more than that." *• True,' said he. "Well, I'U give you what you ask. At what time will you be ready to start?' •"By daybreak, if you wish it' " Away he went and by daylight next morning he waa at my door, mounted upon a stout French pony. ' What are you gcnng to do witn that beast?' said I. Horses are of no use on the road that yon and I are to traveL Yon had better leave him in my stable.' " ' I want him to carry my traps,' said he It may be some days that we ahall be abaeot.' " I assured him tiiat ha must be his own beast of burthen, and carry his axe. and blanket, and wallet of food upon hit own baok. The little body did not much relish his arrangement bnt as there was no help for It, he very good-naturedly complied. Off we set, and soon climbed the steep at the back of your farm, and got upon lake plains. The woods were flush with fl jwers, and the littie man grew into suoh an ecstasy, th»t at every fresh specimen he uttered a yell of joy, cut a caper in the air, and flung himself down upon them, as If he was drunk with delight 'Oh, what treasures I what treasures 1' he cried. ' I shall make my fortune t' " It is seldom I laugh." quoth Brian. " bnt I could not help laughing at this odd littie man for it was not the beautiful blossoms, such as yon delight to paint, that drew forth these exclamat'.ons, but the queer little plants which he had mmmaged fur at the roote of old trees, amonff the moss and long grass. He sat upon a decayed trunk, which lay In our path, I do believe for a long hour, making an oration over some greyish things, spotted with red, that grew upon it, whioh looked more like mould than plante, declaring himself repaid for all the trouble and expense he had been at, if It were only to obtain a sight of them. I gathered liim a beautiful blossom of the ady'a slipper but he pushed it back when I presented it to him, saying, ' Yes,, yes 'tis very fine. I have seen that often before; bnt these lichens are splendid.' " The man had so little taste that I thought him a fool, and so I left him to talk to his dear plants, while I shot partridges for onr supper. We spent six days in the woods, and the little man filled his tin case with all sorte of rubbish, as if he wilfully shut his eyes to the beautiful fiswers, and chose only to admire ugly, insignificant plants that everybody elm passes bv without nolcing, and which, often as I had been in the woods, I never had observe 1 before. I never pursued a deer with such earnestness as he continued his hunt for what he cilled '^specimens.' "When we came to the Cjld Creek, which is pretty deep in place he was in such a hurry to gee at some plants that grew under the water, that in reaching after them he lost his balance, and fell head over heels Into the stream. He srot a thorough ducking, and was in a terrible fright bnt he hell on to the fl3wers, which had caused the trouble, and thanked his stars that he had saved them, as wall as his life. Well, he was an innocent man," continued Brian "a very littie made him happy, and at night he would sing and amuse bimself like a child. He gave me ten dollars for my trouble, and I never saw him again but I often think of him, when hunting in t'le woods that we wandered through together, and I pluck the wee plante that he used to admire, and wonder why he preferred them to the fine flowers." When our resolution was formed to sell our farm, and take up our grant of land in the backwoods, no one was so earnest In Sing to persuade us to eiveup this ruinous eme as our friend Bnan B who became quite elcquent in his description of the trials and sorrows that awaited us. Daring the last week of our stay in the township of H he visited us every evening, and never bade us good-night with- out a tear moistening his cheek. We part- ed with the hunter as with an old friend and we never met again. His fate was a sad one. After we left that part of the country, hfe fell into a moping melancholy, which ended in self-destruction. Bat a kinder or warmer-hearted man, while he enjoyed the light of reason, has seldom crossed our path. v (TOBECOHTJiTOED.) OYBRBOABD H TH£ lAUDS. Tkena*- Uhaxlea A. Percy oame vnry near making- a faHura the otliar at feemoon of his trip fnnn the Miid •! tto Mist knding to Toronto by way oi Hia wlill^ool and the Niagara raUds. Pony gpt «i^ as Isr Lvwiston, and had aa~ unexpeotsd ea rp erie n cii' wideh nearly cost him his Ufe. At 4.15 George Cbsahire, H. O. Kohardson, and William Lahey shoved the boat out into the river. It oontained 800 pounds of ballast, and a 70 pound iion wdght was used as a drag. Percy rowed to the centre of the atream, and at 4:ii0 faatenedhis oan and orawled into a hammook in tiie reaa oompartment of the boat At 4:26 the craft passed under the cantilever and railway suspenrion bridges, going very rapidly and tummg around in the eddios in a di^y way. A few seconds later It struck the first great wave oi the raplda. Aery of horror went up from the spectators on the lower bank when theonft spun around the waves and continued submeiged. When it came to the surface i*- floated keel uppermost for quite a distance. After a terrible tossing, iriilch lasted four minutes, the boat was tossed into the big maelatrom and floated easily around. The water waa several feet lower than usual, and the boat grazed the rocks dangerously near, threat- emng every second to dash It to pieces, and end Percy's career. Toe craft eddied in the whirlpool until 6.30, and then Dan EUheimjr and William Adams got it in comparatively still water, and towed it around the point into a current that would carry it to the Devil's Bapids. They narrowly esoaped going along. Percy's boat grassd rook after rock, and was cap- sized repeatedly. He had gone but a littie dutanoe when the manhole cover was dash- ed to pieces by coming In contact with a rock, and the air chamber fiilled with water. Percy crawled out and clung to the craft tor dear life. When near the Devil's Hole he became partly exhausted, and could no longdr hold on. as the waves throw the boat about Tbenhelet go of thebiat,, and swam tiiree miles farther down stream, where at 7 30 that night Fisherman John. Gillett picked him up more dead than alive. He was rowed rapidly to Waggoner's Hotel at Lewiston, and was with difficulty re- vived. When able to speak he told the story of his battle for life. In the upper rapids he was terribly tossed about, but the lower ones, he said, ware still more terrible, Most of the trip was made in the dark. " I seemed to bs in a grave of foam," said Percy. " and I can't tell how I escaped with my life. It would have been bad enough if my boat had not been wrecked In the breakers, but that swim in the dark was terrible." Soon afterward Percy said to a corres- pendent " I made this trip for the purpose of advertising my boat I thought It would carry me through safely. I didn't expect it to show that the rapids were not danger- ous, because I knew they were, but I had no notion that they were so bsui as they are. The wavea just knock yon around until they almost pound the breath out of yon, and then drop you into a watery well filled with a suffocating spray. 1 thanked God when I got to fairly clear water and the fi iherman reached me when I was hardly able to s^im another stroke. The water was low, and its a wonder I didn't get dash- ed to death on the rocks. I can't tell you the trip in detail, for I was so busy trying to help myself that I couldn't think of much else." No banes are broken, but Percy's body is badly racked. His boat was lost, and will hardly be recovered. Oddities of Ezprassion. Curious ways of expressing ideas in English may be expected from foreigners, as, for Instance, when the Frenchman, who made a call In the country and was about to be introduced to the family, said " Ah, ze ladles! Z3nIvould before, if yon please, vish to purify mine 'ands, and to sweep mine hair." A Scoteh pabllcan was complaining of his S3rvant-maid. He said that sheooull never be found when wanted, "She'll gang oot o' the house," he said, " twenty times for onoe she'll come In." A countryman went to a menagerie to examine the wild beasts. Several gentle- men expressed the opinion that the orang- outang was a lower order of tlie human species. Hodge did not like this idea, and striding up to the gentlemen expressed his contempt for it in these words " Pooh I he's no more of the human spedes than I be." "Mamma, is that a spoiled ohildr' asked a little boy, on seeing a negro baby for the first time. Over a bridge in Oengia is the following "Any person driving over tUs bridge faia paoeiaiter tiian a walk shidl, it a widte man, be finod |6, and if a negro receive twenty-five Isahea, half Hm penalty to be baclnwed on the informer." A ahi^ ezfaibitB a eard, waning every- body a^ldnst nnaompuloaa pemoM "who jnfrinfe oar titio to deoeiva tiie poUio." TheuopoMn does not quite aaj whathe ipiaani^ aqy mm* than tin ptonrialn oi tAmHafbaam near the dooka, on live do«r oTl^di saaj be rea d the falowtiy " __' fMtfal fiiMff taifba 51 'I ' f r; i' !i ' 'I Y "]| Parrot Ghonui. .;: ' The traditional " fish story " has many varieties, to which it seems only fair to add the following, even though the fish in this case was a parrot. Doubtless ite narrator, an American artist, designed it to be "taken for what it is worth." He was very foad of knocking about In out-of-the-way quarters of the world, and once Isft ship with a party of comrades, in order to explore a Central American wilder- ness. During the cruise of several months, the entire ship's company had devoted their leisure hours to singing to a parrot. The sailors had also lost no opportunity of teach- ing the bird all the nautical phrases they knew. When the artist emd his comrades had bidden the bird and the sailors good-by, they plunged into the heart of the troplod forest, and after great exertion in accomp- lishing twenty-eight miles, they reached their camping-plaos for the night Just as the sun was going down, they were startled to hear. In the primeval silence, a familiar voice from the top of a tall palm " Avast there 1 Yo, heave, ho " It was the ship's parrot. Before|they conld quite believe in ite presence, the faithful bird flattered down to a dead stump near by, and, w.th a shrill cry, summoned the little green parnquete of the country. About ten thousand of them circled round the great mray African oracle on the stump, and finally took their places, in good order, on the ground. The explorers looked on in dumb amazement When the feathered assemblage became quiet, the ship's parrot broke Into the fikuilliar words of " Nancy Lee " and. to the inextinffuilh -ble amutement of the trav- ellers, the surprise of the tropical world, and ' the delight of the feathered conductor, those ten thousand paroquets, with one mighty burst of song, executed " Nancy Lee." f: I* V' :-:f;. IVype-Settmg in Japan. The Japanese printer is very much ham~ pared by our present methods of work, and I do not see how we are going to chango them. The Japanese alphabet oontaina about eight thousand oharaoten, and eack oharaoter oooupiea a different box in the case. The oompodng-nKon has only one case, whioh is plaoed against the wall, the boxes being arranged aa high and aslowaa. a man can well reaoh, and fdlthe oompod* tms use this one oasa. On this aoooont tho- printos are compelled to walk about 20 miles in a day, and when hurried go msldiig about from «a box to another, tumbling over each other in tiie moat oonfaring man- ner. This o a n sea the Woric to tidce muoh more time and labor than in moat j^otiier oonntriei. DeMi^tire. fl*-^' ^Hio ia that umMv girl ovw theraf. 8h»- Jsarin Jom.^ •*A»d wko hjlb^t: ^»Uf,^jtainm -./.: â- ^v-?:. ^-1 â- g^"' ^Ml- iM \m-^ -y^^ r- 'Til W'