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 THE EHD OF THE WOELD, la tte Tear MM Mam trmm WUL (heEarO. ' r^ A French statistician who has been study- ing the military and other records with a -view of determining the height of men at different periods has- reached some wonder- ful results, says the Philadelphia Times. A Frenchman is naturally an artist, even in figures. A German or any Canadian inight content himself with a dry arith- metical compilation, but this artist carries his statistics into the realm of history and of poetry and even of prophecy. He has not only solved some perplexing problems in regard to the past of the human race, but eSso is enabled to calculate its future and to deterpiine the exact period when man will disappear from the earth. The recorded facts extend over nearly three centuries. It is found that in 1610 the average height of men in Europe was 1.75 meters, or say 5 feet 9 inches. In 1790 it was 5 feet 6 inches. In 1820 it was 5 feet 5 inches and a fraction. At the present time it is 5 feet 3f inches. It is easy to deduce from these figures a rate of regular and gradual decline in human sta- ture, and then to apply this, working back- ward and forward, to the past and to the future. By this calculation, it is determined that the stature of the first man attained, the sur- prising average of 16 feet 9 inches. Truly there were giants on the earth in those days. The race had already deteriorated in the days of Og, and Goliath was quite a degener ate ofibpring of the giants. Coming down to the later times we find that at the begin- ning of our era the average height of man was 9 feet, and in the time of Charlemagne it WM 8 feet 8 inches, a fact quite sufficient to account for the heroic deeds of the palad- ins. But the most astonishing result of this scientific study comes from the application of the same inexorable law of diminution to the future. The calculation shows that by theyear4000A. D. the stature of the average man will be reduced to 15 inches. At that epoch there will be only lilliputians on the earth. And the conclusion of the learned statistician is irresistible, that " the end of the world will certainly arrive, for the inhab- itants will have become so small that they will finally disappear, THE BALLOOH OF THE FUTUKE. Twentletli Ceatary. Who can tell what marvels science may not accompUshbeforeten decades have oome and goBe By that time â€" ^before the next centenary of the first balloon ascent in Eng- land is celebrated â€" ^ballooning will probably have entirely superseded the Under-ground Railway in London, to the incalculable bene- fit of the lungs of the next generation. Surely in the golden days to come, London smoke, perchance London fog, will be mat- ters of history. The metropolis of the future will rejoice in a clear atmosphere in' which to make their aerial voyages, and the dwellers therein will no longer dread the advent of the numth of November. The Londoner of the future will go down to his business in the city, not in a stuffy compart- ment of an underground railway train, or on the top of a jolting and cumbersome omni- bus, but will be wafted rapidly and noise- lessly to his destination on the wings of the wind. The brief transit will be accomplished at an altitude which will enable the travel- ler to see outspread beneath him a wonder- ful coup d'ceil, the whole vast area of the largest, richest city in the world, and yet he will rejoice in as strong a feeling of secure ity as that of the modem traveller who en- sconces himself in the comer seat of a railway carriage with the intention of running down to Brighton or Folkeston. By that time the early difficulties of aerial voyaging will, no doubt, be as completely things of the past as the obstacles that so long baffled the inven- tors of the steam engine, and the telegraph, are now. But patience â€" that patience which is the truest genius â€" conquered, and will still conquer, all and every difficulty. Perhaps no science has been of such slow growth as the science of aerostatics, but the old siiw, "slow and sure," may hold good once more, and the triumph of the ballon will be great in proportion to the magnitude of the difficulties overcome in perfecting it. As Voltaire very truly • bays, "Perfec- tion is attained by slow degrees she requires the liand of time. " Was not the steam-en- gine itself a thing of slow growth On its hrst introduction, the wiseacres shook their heads and prophesied that the thing would never work, but the predictions of the wise- acres have not been verified. The triumph Old Dobbin. His hair is falling off in spots, he feels the damp and cold • He hangs his head, his step u slow; tis p^in enough to see His thirty years are more to him than fifty are to me. He shall not work another jot, not that he would complain But from this hour he ne'er shall know the touch of whip or rein. Of aU the horses on the farm he's been the very best I should have thought of it before but now he shall have rest. I call to mind the colt he was, and how I broke him in Whew how he kicked, and pranced, and plunged 'twas doubtful which would win; But I was young, as well as he, and would not be denied And since, he's as safe a nag as man would wish to ride. He never lacked in spirit, nor in steadiness, nor speed Many's the time his willing feet have an- swered urgent need, When every moment was a gain to fleeting human breath, " He knew what precious minutes meant, and so defeated death. Then, in my happy courting days, he knew i the very night That I would swing the stable door and greet him with delight. He knew the girl I loved was waiting far away and fair- He seemed to say " 'Twill not be long be- fore I take you there " I see old Dobbin^^ugjkthp .fiJ^.^Uow J^^^ VAHPIBES SUCKED HIS BLOOD- was prone at noon-tide witi.- crove. whilft th^ .;- ^tha, Was remember h^^^ ifore I Then with alppearing," asthe French idiom expresses it â€" " from the te rrestrial globe. " finish by dis- 1 of the steam-engine has been complete; the EUSSIAN HEBEEWS. suabilities of tlie Jewish Race in the Czar's Empire. A curious and important appeal case has just been decided by the court of cessation of the senate, which affords a striking ex- ample of the complicated disabilities of the Jews in Russia, says the London Times. A law student of Jewish race executed a deed of transfer by which he made over his prop- erty in Kieff, consisting of house and land, to his wife in her own right, but the notary public refused to legalize it on the ground that the wife, wlio was also of the Jewish faith, had no riglit to acquire landed prop- e^^y in Kieff, whatever might be the right of her husband. The matter went to court, and it was de- cided that, although a Jew possessing a di- ploma of either of the three learned degrees had a right to reside in all parts of the em pire, and in virtue of such right might ac- quire property in the district ef his resi- dence, yet this right to acquire property was the result of an exception to the law grant- ed in favor of the Jewish doctor or master of law or arts, as the case might be, individu- ally, and was not communicable to his wife or children. This decision was upheld and confirmed on appeal to the senate in St. Petersburg. Possibly we shall soon hear of the wives and families of Russian Jews not having the right to reside with their husbands and fathers in districts where the standard of their education gives them the privilege to live. can't home head A Question of Eelationship. "Here " exclaimed an irate young man, entering a headquarters for book agents, "take back the prospectus thou gavest an! fork over my .^.50." •. "Why the excitement?" inquired the pro- prietor "you are unduly agitated. What is wrong?" "Your instructions don't work. I ingratiate myself with ladies of the circle according to your rules. " "Explain yourself " persisted the center of the literary emporium. "It's this way. I did just as you said to do at the first house I came to â€" rang the bell and stood with hat off awaiting an ans- wer. A lady came to the door and I said "'Is Mrs. Q. in?" "'lam Mrs. Q.,' she replied. " ' Excuse me, madam,' I said, ' buti took you for her mother. ' " " What did she do then " " Slammed the door in my face." ' " Of course she did. That is not what I told you to say at all. " "What was it?" " I told you to smile, and when a la4y came to the door inquire, 'Is Mrs. Q. in " If she said 'I am Mrs. Q.,' yon were tore- ply in your sweetest accents 'Excuse me, madam, I desire to see your mother.' " triumph of the balloon is, doubtless, but a question of time. Those who have doubted the ultimate success of the balloon will probably, nay, certainly, be obliged to acknowledge that after all they were in the wrong, that might of genius can conquer all things and they will adapt themselves to circumstances, and take their tickets for the 2.20 p. m. balloon as coolly as they now do for the 2.20 traiii. In a hundred years, the fleet hansom of the day, poetically termed by Lord Beacons- field "the gondola of London," will have vanished from the eartu, and the vulgar but economical omnibus, dearly beloved by paterfamiliases who are compelled to look keenly after the pence of every-day life, will be as extinct as the dodo. Dainty aerial equipages will have taken their place â€" for the balloon of the future will probably be a very elegant affair indeed, both lighted and propelled by electricity. The dust and dirt of railway travelling will be avoided the rattle, tiie noise, and, let us hope, the nerve-tortui-iiig railway whistle, now insep- arable from journeying along the "iron roads," will be no more, and the airy bal- Ijon will pursue the noiseless tenor of its way through cloudland. Then imagine the delights of an aerial pic- nic picture the charms an aerial tour round the world with a pleasant party think of the illimitable fields for sport and adventure the balloon will open up in the future. When the triumph of the balloon is complete, the North Pole will be forced to reveal its secret, for the ice barriers which now guard it so faithfully will be powerless to bar the progress of the explorer the source of the Nile will be as easy to trace as the source of the Thames. She Didn't Take Orders om a Distance. She was a little old woman dressed in black and having a bundle wrapped up in a gray shawl. She had a seat in the middle of a Grand River avenue car, and as she took out her clay pipe and began feeling for her tobacco the conducter stepped forward and said "You mustn't smoke here, ma'am." "Why not?" ' 'Against the rules. " "Who made the rules " ' 'The company. " "Where's the company " "Down at the office. " "Well, I never allow nobody a inile away to tell me when I shall or shall not smoke. I've got wind on my stomacli, and when I have it I alius smoke. You kin trot right back to the platform and be ready to jingle the bell when anybody wants to get off. " And she found a mateh, lighted it on the sole of a solid shoe, and puffed away with a serene countenance until ready to get off at Twelfth street.â€" [From the Detroit Free Press. on my wedding day he stood others at the church No doubt he thought for just that once I left him in the lurch One face, one form, that day of days, was all that I could see, I did not think of Dobbin then, whate'erhe thought of me. And when the years had brought their grief, and I learned joy's reverse. He drew the little ones and me behind the gloomy hearse. I cannot say that he divined how lonely was my lot But since he has not been the same I know that I have not And so, through gladness and through grief old Dobbin has been near No wonder that he looks so old when I have grown so sere. I know full well that fifty years is youth to many men 'Tis not the years, but that my heart has reached three score and ten So, while I live, his failing life shall naught but comfort know Old Dobbin, as I saM at first, shall ne'er feel rein or blmv. The best of oats, the sweetest hay, the field to wander free, Shall all be his a poor return for all he's been to me From the Ladies' Home Journal. UeTes This HonlMfi Bat .Is |to mytft. There are a fewve^ learned gentlemen â€"naturalists, I believe they style themselves â€"who argue that there is no such thing ais a vampire, cr bloodsucking bat. Gentle- men, I am humble and unknown, except in my own narrow sphere of life, and, com- ptied with yourselves, stand as a caudle to Sie noonday sun yet I venture to contra- dict you, and state that if you had passed through a little experience of mme you would undoubtedly change your views. I have not only seen these vampires, but I very nearly lost my life by them. An ab- breviated account was published at the time in a few obscure Mexican papers as a matter of news translations may have ap- peared in English papers, but I think not. If BO, they must have been incomplete, and it remains for me to present the facts of the case to an English-reading public. It was in the early part of June, 1889. I was travelling for a San Antonio paper and printing house, and was just returning from a trip to the extreme southern portion of Mexico. I was on my way from Oajaca to Tnxtla and Vera Cruz, on the Gulf coast, intending to take a train at the latter place for the States. It was onie of the MOST UNCOMFOBTABLE JOUBHET8 I had ever undertaken. I had ridden for the better part of two days in a volancoche, a vehicle with two wheels and no seat, the bottom being made of ropes holding up a mattress, on which I could either recline or sit Turk fashion. The motive power con- sisted of three little mules abreast, spurred oil by •«• swarthy native, Jose by name, who alternately rode the left-hand mule and ran alongside, reeling off a string of Spanish profanity that was positively shocking when- ever the little animals would not go exactly as he wished them to. The road was one of the roughest I ever travelled over. The rocking and pitehing of the volancoche reminded me more than anything else of a vessel in a storm at sea, only it was worse. it was nearing night when we drew up at a small place called Oxite. There had in times gone by, been quite a collection of ^_^ ^_,^^ houses at Oxite, but now, since the pack the Judge of the defendant. "I trains no longer passed through there, the main road having be«i somewhat changed, and running about three leagues to the west, there was nothing there habitable but the posada, or hotel, which in its day, had been quite a large building. The walls of a court, with sheds and sleeping apartments on the inside, showed its former dimensions, but only four of all the rooms were in a fit condi- tion for a human being to live in. All in all, the building had a deserted and forlorn ap- pearance. The regular inhabitants of the place were limited to three souls, Senor Don Tivurcio Beltran, his wife and daughter. After supper I sat on the host's veranda with his family, chatting as much as my limited powers as a linguist would permit. Miss Juanita entertained me by singing Sev- eral old Spanish aud Mexican ballads in a way that thrilled me. SH WAS VERY PIQUANT. rove, while the air ibf countless rarea^,! i^^»Sift Stonge, shadowy foS S^'W' ^«s, circled aW^' ^1^ .^^^ restless wpgs cooled mTfe^i^C J I 4^1^ °o dread of them whl'^W*, But at last I awoke j ^^ef. ' the frightenedcries of Juam?' of'««ed the blood! Oh, motW cL^'^/TheC; poor Englishmanhasb^e„Sr« t pires. My God, what can IdS*' Then I felt one of her hands t ,t"'" Iremem)io. 'PWeoi, Never â- |e* IS not I Heiewlt. ^-^ A woman who spoke of Go^eeth's'*?' ' au was highly indignant, when Ithe man with whom she was talking spoke immediately afterward of Goethe. It was verjr impolite, she thought, to correct a lady in that fashion. She womd have enjoyed a conversation with a gentleman of whom one of our exchanges narrates an anecdote "He was a guest at a New York hotel, and called upon the clerk for a sheet of pa- per, saying that he wished to write a letter. Half an hour later he again approached the counter. He had finished the letter. Would the clerk please read it, and see if it was all correct The clerk glanced at it and said " 'I see you spell jug "g-ti-g." Thatasb't right.' " 'I know it,' was the reply 'but yon -see I'm writing to the old mui,: and he alirays spells it thac way. If I put the other "g" to it, he would ^hink I wta putting on sj^le over him, and f orgistting I was his son. He's sorter tender-hearted, and I don't want to hmi) his feelings.' "And 86 the letter went off with only one Vattheendof'saff."' Tabooed by Society. Emma â€" "I notice you don't speak to Miss De Conye any more. " Lucy â€" "No I haven't any use for a girl who wears a blue gown with a brown dog." Very Weak. Stableman â€" What are you willing to pay a man to take care of your horses and stables? Rich but Mean Man â€" Oh, about a dollar a week and found. You are a friend of the poor workingman, I see. How so? In favor of weakly payments. Good-day. A Kame Ever Sweetest To Me. BY GEOEGE E. POWELL. Of all the sweet names fondly known to the tongue. E'er remembered when others are dead Of all in loved songs fond music has sung â€" Of all ever written and read; The nearest and dearest, the sweetest to me, I recall in the journey of life. Is the title â€" that heaven but molded for thee â€" Which calls thee my own little wife. Were heaven my own, with all it could bring In grandeur and splendor so fair. No music nor songs the angels could sing Would be heaven if thou wert not there. A stranger toall, though a million were near. In pardise then in the sky. Its wealth I would give to beholdâ€" ever dear â€" That fond face with a smile or a sigh I ask for no heaven which thou canst not fill Nor name that is sweeter to say Than thineâ€" to eternity loving thee still While life's moments are fleeting away: Only thisâ€" only this! I ask nothing more â€" In that dream ever let me remain! To love thee eternal beyond the far shore. In the»land of bright Eden again! and what of music the dilapidated guitar « lacked was made up by her really fine voice and our romantic surroundings. I was j charmed, and, though tired from my day's â-  travel, it was with regret that I heard Don Tivurcio's polite offer to show me my quar- ters for the night. My room was one some- what removed from the others, and fumi 'i- ed, as well oA I remember, with a broken stool, a jar of water, and a bull's hide the latter, I know from experience, was my bed, so spreading my blanket upon it I lay down, but sleep I could not. The night was sultry, the apartment poorly ventilated, and there seemed to be a thousand creeping things on my body. I bore this as long as possible, and then, seizing my blanket, rushed out in- to the open air. After walking about for a while, I spread my blanket under a stunted palm some distance from the house, aud, disrobing, I gave each of my garments a good shaking, and, having donned them, flay down, determined to sleep as much of the night as possible. "Here," I said, " it is cool I can sleep now." The thousand voices of a tropic night seemed to invite to slumber, and my feet were already on the threshold of dreamland when there came a breezy, whistling sound, »nd what I took to be a large night bird swept past me, actually brushing my face, I must say this was rather looking about me and seeing Kneeling at the Threshold, kneeling at the threshold, weary, fain and sore. A Eapid Improvement- "Well, my son do, you belong to any of the college societies as yet " â-  "No, father, but we formed a club at our table last week, and every one who swears or says anything that would shock the most sensitive mind has to pay five cents every time." "It pains me a little, my dear twy, to hear that any of your friends, or eyenyow, occasionally use such expressions, Ira^fi^ tmly pleased that you are trying to entirely break yourselves of the habit." __. '/Yes, father, I think we wiUiQiSed in! doing so, for it hastily cort me two fifteen' sortUs.Traek, and last week it wwi four i'4, .M "V -i-Jf Waiting for the dawning, for the openinc of the door e Waiting till the Master shall bid me rise amd come To the glory of his presence, to the jjlad- ness of his home. A weary path I've travelled, 'mid darkness storm, and strife, ' Bearing many a burden, straggling for my But now the mom is breaking, my toil will soon be o'er I'm kneeling at the threshold, my hand is on the door. Methinks I hear the voices of the blessed as they stand Singing in the sunshine of the far-off. sin- less land Oh, would that I were with them, and the sbmmg throng. Mingling in Aeir worship, joining in their song. The friends that started with me have en- tered long ago One by^ Mie they left me straggling with the Their pUgrimage was shorter, their triumph sooner won ' How lovingly they'U hail me when aU toil is done With them the blessed angels, that know no gnef nor sin, by the portals prqwred tdlet and ther. down again, before Scarcely were my eyes closed over my heart. say, joyfully "No he'^^'v'"' k thank th*e!" And thenTlt'l^J It was five weeks befi ciehtly to continue on mv ioi,r„ ' m my life was I treated with?'^- thanbyDonTivurcioJurfc- ter. ""ldanjii. Howa JndgeGotattlwTrnti That the race of iudicial !«i quite, extinct in thiffSr Russia, IS evident from the folu2' • ious device imagined by one of tW^"'"" cover on which side truth and ^!.'«i^ m a rather difficult case Vari2'yj, him recently. In the universito J ' Dorpat a prosaic plodding burgher? °' ' ed to the "Judgeof thsTaS" ' twfr-| been defraudel by thV^f.„^^*' roubles, (£2)." "I boughtaJwS^"' '» he is a peasant, your honour " heZi 7 "^/^dlfirstpaiJfortheSiS? asked him to drive it from the marW ?* into my yard.- This he agSS'l!?' when he had the cow clo^^ytUf ' refund to budge a step inrtdr uLS him 20 roubles, saymg that he hadZS nothmg from me. This was inf K a barefaced lie because I paid him the^ ey a few minutes (before." "Wherear^v!; witnesses " asked the Judge. "wS I have not a smgle wtness. What arettf I witnesses for Dosen't he know ri-ht weU the that I paid him the " i'Yoj must not call him names," interposed the Judge. "Did he pay you the money?" aits defendant. "Ineversait the colour of it your honour, I didnl Why, if I had do you think-^" "Tkt will do," exclaimed the Judge; "the plaintiff's claim, unsupported by vitnesseso- .evidence ot any kind, is null and void. He seems an honest fellow, though, and 1 evidently lost his. 20 roubles. Let's make I up a little subscription for liim. I head the list with five roubles. Won't you give I something too "' inquired the Judge of the I defendant who liad won the suit. " That 1 1 will," eagerly exclaimed the triumphant I suitor, "with a whole heart. Will thro I roubles do Here's the note." The Judje I took the three-rouble note daintily, examin- 1 ed it critically, looked suspiciously at the I donator, and said, â- " You dare to utter fake I money in an Imperial court of justice? Havel you any more notes of this description! This is a very serious matter indeeil Where did you get this forged money?" Thel peasant turned red, and white aud yelbw,| gave a series of explanations that coutraiiiet- 1 ed each other, muttered and jir.imbled, and I floundered aliont from lie to lie, till at last I in despair he cried out, " If ycu want to I know the whole truth, here it is This he:* I forged note belongs to the plaintiff; Hediu Eay me 20 roubles for the cow, the rascal, I ut he paid me in forged notes, and tliatsi one of them. It conies to what I said, that I he didn't pay me at all, and it's he that must I go to Siberia for uttering forged ifotes, not I. I am as innocent as the babe nnbom' The Judge condemned then and there that I innocent peasant to refund the 20 roubles, I for the notes were really as good as the I best that circulate in the Empire of ihe| Czars. The Cowboy's Sermon. Champaign Cotinty Herald: "Lotsfofl folks that would really like ta dp right thint I that servin' the Lord means shoutm' thei^ I selves hoarse praisin' His name. NowIW( you how I look at that. I'm workin'for J here. Now if I'd set round the house W telliu' what a good feller Jim is and smgm songs to him, and gettin' up in the m?t» to serenade him when he'd rather sleep, i« be doin' just like lots of Ghnstians oo. but I wouldn't suit Jim and Id get tu*- ..^g. ...J .^^. mighty quick. But when I buckle on W startling, but chaps and rustle among the hl"s »™ ' nothing, I lay that Jim's herd is all right and am t suttero THE EUSHING NOISE I my I see them was heard again. Though this time its wings did not touch me, the creature passed quite near enough to bring a decided coolness to my face. I am not superstitious, but am ready to confess that just then every wild story and legend of ill-omened birds that I had ever heard or read came back to me with remarkable force, and for the moment I was as much terrified as a child listening to a blood-curdling ghost story. I lay still, however, for what else was left me? "It will never do," I said, "to go back to the house: I can never sleep in there, andâ€"" those wings again They came as regularly as the movements of a clock. Yes, with even fas- cmating precision and fascinating is the word, for those wings now had an interest for me akin to magnetism. The regularity with which they came and went seemed analagous to the well-timed passes of a mes- merist. Once moreâ€" they are here and gone Iwaswaitinganxiously now each{timef or their eonung, and I remember thinking that the faUure of my aerial visitor to put in an ap- pearance at the proper mtmient would render me fetched. ««Now," I said," lean sleep," and I slept. • To my mind there is nothing well defined as regards the remainder of thatniirht. I have a faint recoUeotion of idacing my hand on my neck, and being startled when it came m contact with a large, Uving«)methingâ€" a somethmg that straggled in my handand was glued tomy throat. There was another creature fastened to my oheek, near the left temple, and yet another was clinirinB to mv ^st, which Ihad left bared, o^| to t" warmth of the night. Even in my semi conscious sl^te I was aware that these crea- tures were drawing THE UFB TIDB^FKOM MT VEIKS, 1 ^lii^^"fi*^l*^®"'^«"^o-inclination toSt^S°*'*^ AnM^riiwiifference 1 f^tki T?.*^ **™® "^e"" me- My mind was " ofthe for water and feed and bein' run off tie range and branded ^v cowthieves^^thra M servin' Jim as he wants to oe serve I was ridin' for the Lord I'd rue ont^m ravines of darkness and the hiUsofsmj keep His herd from bein' branded^ ' devil and run off to where the m short and drinkin' holes in the creekaUdtJ, and no cedars aud pines for shelter wnc" â-  blizzards come. â-  „*i,pLord " I don't see how I'd be helprng^e W out if I jest laid round the ranch eatm ^f the grub I could git, a,id gittm d^^^ my prayer bones and taffym J« J^, â-  I and askin' for more. The Bible say^ thin' somewhere-I've got ^^^V^^^ld- i-eniil and waterin'and lookm a«/" J â€" *bout how people serve in' and waterin' and looki and I think it would do lots o 1-r^V 1 to read it over. WhenacnUur^ his moral natur starved ever since calf, and been let run a human mi^ ^^ j the devil took pity »\^"'iJ nobody ebe didn't look after him, his brand on him so deep that e .^,^ spring, when the hair's loneffit »u trouble to tell to whose ^f If *wpiii"'»" it shows mighty plain thaUhe cor of the Lord has been huntm I than they've been huntm souib. Portngaese '^\,ii,\ A London, cable says The cr^ f* British barque Osseo, from ^^,^ Newcastle, before reportedatoDdo^^ of the rescued men were refused to proceed on th^J^^ vessel off Lisbon. .h.!^*;i started in a bosft for St. distant. They reache p.ftnS"'-, Btarvinfe condition, but the ro j i«- thorities would give them r^o^' fused to allow them to lana. The co^'Jare'the^ena di8tee|og-^ff M to the captain of the^\ â„¢ Buffon directing him *« »7 to the land. Statements in rei^ Vtisb ;bave,be«n received by the i*" ti'«'?Vi '.0^«Jl5l5^We»I*8. I tit^MIIlI««||Ǥ^ lio^l^ It •eemedthatl/ttokirfe* a matter of ««^' in ,i^'CBaBL»'« litqSTEATINO A fl,«l the crone, n I .lieech I Jmdno berries |l^i2^uinottau Ow SWl h th in tauntii strec I -^ta were not ripe I-. «;S were abroad, wi reS could she do Pff^ena tmge of â-  mill Iforcresses- |.tiengui,onarailsheL â-  S'd" tch him while there." I Bat the cnjw at that n head. And away he flew, wit \uitkaiit a wiUtaMtof t) ' indsheboUedinherp How a Toad Undi A peal of laughter fro laonsedMrs. Lee from h I mtha start that set her h Tiolatttly again. She had I off this disagreeable heada^ I folly glumberingon the sof I ened parlor, lost to every |» restful sleep when the u I of her children startled ht I " dear I shall go wi (does not leave me soon," IherBelf, as she pressed I throbbing temples. She jeyes to try and sleep, wl Imerriment took extra for Iter changed to a scream. 1 |»sthougn its object might |» band of Indian braves, wl ling down in war paint a I scalping knife and tomah I the chudren. "Rest is impossible," J "with such a noisy group f to near the house.' She land threw open the blim I that opened toward the ga Iran stood in a circle, watel I the ground with great in I screams of laughter told I they had found something i I Lee stepped upon the pore I her headache in the excite 1 "catching" like a fever. J "0, mamma," exclaimed liawher mother watehinj there and see what we ha "Do come, mamma," eric |iii chorus, as they clapj md shouted again at the t "Hu8h, 'jhildren,"8aidMr8 lilowly down the walk. â- the neighborhood, if you ac "You will laugh too," cr Iboisterous way, "when y ad is doing," and they n 1 the circle. Mrs. Lee car 1 time to see a toad give a nip, at something it was Ithen hop away. 1 "Well, what is there so i |«rdinary run of a toad's coi nd after swallowing its fo ud something else it may what caused all this nois ire easily amused." Theii )earance amused her for i [yVillie exclaimed "0 mamma, it was awfi allowed his clothes." ^^Swallowed his clothes I "He really did swallow h ppUined Harry the eldest puck like he undressed an. P othes, that Wmie calls it [That surely was curious .,^* see the performance Oi 'here is another toad e KKlauned WUUe, pointing peet away. Hie lady and her childre mad another large toad. peer, and they watehed it «ewhatitwoulddo. SirToa L J^dqnite unconscious o uT® \% pressed his elbows «d nibbed downward. J^a few smart rabs, « Mtrrt open along the ba ^t ??, until he had wor r^Mds on his Bides and ^•ged one hind leg with 1 ^almost hmnan, and ^jo that leg. n'S^ comes his left par "^- An explosion of la ^Wen all became quiet, a Bt W " *^® '"'"' He now pulled his caste ^^tween his fore legs ..«S**^?wedit. tn !!_!?"'"" yon give yo irJ^» or seU 'em to \^-' .ineried the jocose wBu^tone^ that Mrs. I BnJ^* "»ay" paid no a P^tum. HewBTraisinga iJ^HJWallowing as his h ,« \**PP"»« off the skin fi ' • ^n»e to his fore leg ddAUi^« "going to pulf JS2f*i«yr one of his for* â„¢nd, by consider off the akin. He i ^« the head, and all |J*»w the skin fron fjlg^the hat of his late ^^thejjoorer, becaus( iSjr**zlmg new suit, a ^•w witii himself over iSr ^**' dinner. 1?^ hopped away, â- Â» heattity with the wneked with merrii :aBo.._ __^ j^^*^ OoUgo With a^^* •Mrfagi when we ;^'««6 «Dod, my B^* WHsarred durinj "to relieve Dr. ^TJTIing Toyt â- liM^iilUa