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VOL. L. ---NO. 39. <br />HASTIN <br />GS GAZETTE. <br />HASTINGS. MINN.. SATURDAY. JUNE 20, 1908. <br />MINNESOTA <br />HISTORICAL <br />SOCIETY, <br />Olt per Year In Moaner. <br />A STOGY or HEROISM <br />Showing How Brave Men Can <br />Calmly Meet Death. <br />WRECK OF THE BIRKENHEAD. <br />The Way This British Vessel Went <br />Down Off the Cape of Good Hope. <br />Most of the Crew Were Lost and All <br />the Women and Children Saved. <br />Visitors to the hospital of the old <br />pensioners at Chelsea will perhaps have <br />noticed in the colonnade a simple me- <br />morial tablet, placed there by order of <br />the late Queen Victoria to record the <br />heroic constancy and discipline of the <br />officers and soldiers who lost their <br />lives in the wreck of the transport Bir- <br />kenhead off the Cape of Good Hope on <br />Feb. 26, 1652. On Jan. 7 in that year, aft- <br />er embarking re -enforcements amount- <br />ing to fifteen officers and 476 men for <br />the troops engaged in the Kaffir war, <br />the Birkenhead left Ireland for the <br />cape. On board were also 166 women <br />and children, the wives and families <br />of soldiers. All went well till the <br />tranapoit reached Simon's Town, where <br />ten officers and eighteen men were <br />landed. The ship continued her course <br />on the evening of Feb. 25. But the <br />captain in his anxiety for a quick pas- <br />sage unfortunately kept so close to the <br />shore that during the night the ship <br />got among the rocks which line the <br />coast. About three miles off Danger <br />point at 2 o'clock in the morning of the <br />26th, while all except those on watch <br />were sleeping peacefully in their ham- <br />mocks, the ship struck with a violent <br />shock. The bulk of the men on board <br />were young soldiers. <br />The rush of water on the Birkenhead <br />striking was so great that most of the <br />soldiers on the lower troop deck were <br />drowned in their hammocks. The re- <br />mainder, with all the officers, appeared <br />on deck, many only partly dressed, and <br />fell in as orderly and as quietly as on <br />the barrack square. Calling the officers <br />round him, Lieutenant Colonel Seton <br />of the Seventy-fourth highlanders, the <br />senior officer on board, impressed on <br />them the necessity for preserving or- <br />der and silence among the men. The <br />services of the next senior, Captain <br />Wright. Ninety-first highlanders, were <br />placed at the disposal of the command- <br />er of the ship to carry out whatever <br />orders he might consider essentfaL <br />Sixty men were pat on the chain <br />pumps on the lower after deck and <br />told off in three reliefs. Sixty more <br />were put ou to the tackles of the pad- <br />dle box boats, and the remainder were <br />brought on to the poop to ease the <br />fore part of the ship, as she was roll- <br />ing heavily. The commander nest or- <br />dered the officers' chargers to be pitch- <br />ed out of the gangway. The plunging <br />and terrified horses were got up and <br />cast over, five of them managing to <br />swim ashore. The cutter was then got <br />ready for the women and children, <br />who had been collected under the poop <br />awning, and they were passed In one <br />by one. There being room in the boat <br />for one or two more, the order was <br />given for any trumpeter or bugler <br />boys to be taken. A young drummer <br />standing near was told by an officer <br />to get into the boat, but, drawing him- <br />self up, exclaimed that he drew man's <br />pay and would stick by his comrades. <br />The cutter then shoved off in charge <br />of one of the ship's officers, and the <br />women and children were safe. <br />No sooner was she clear than the <br />entire bow of the vessel broke off at <br />the foremast, the bowsprit going up in <br />the air toward the foretopmast. The <br />funnel also went over the side, ca.ry- <br />Ing away the starboard paddle box and <br />boat and crushing the men on the <br />tackles. The paddle box boat capsized <br />on being lowered, and the large boat <br />in the center of the ship could not be <br />got up. <br />The men were then ordered on to <br />the poop, where they stood calmly <br />awaiting their fate. Within a few <br />minutes the vessel broke in two, cross- <br />wise, just abaft the engine room, and <br />the stern began rapidly to fill. In this <br />extremity the commander called out. <br />''Those who can swim jump overboard <br />and make for the boats!" but the of- <br />ficers begged the soldiers not to, as the <br />boat with the women and children <br />would be swamped. They were young <br />menlit the prime of life, with all be- <br />fore them, yet no one moved, nor did <br />any alga of terror or fear escape them. <br />Lower and lower sank the vessel into <br />the deadly sea. The old transport <br />shivered, gave a final plunge and dis- <br />appeared, carrying with her the band <br />of heroes on deck and those working <br />below at the pumps. <br />Men of all ages and ranks they were <br />—the colonel and the drummer boy, of- <br />ficers of gentle birth and men from the <br />workshop, the plow and the mine, but <br />all animated with the same heroic <br />resolution, fortitude and chivalry—as <br />cool as though they had been on their <br />parade ground, with as much courage <br />as in action in the field. A few man- <br />aged to cling to the rigging of the <br />mainmast, part of which remained out <br />of water, while others got hold of float- <br />ing pieces of wood and were eventually <br />rescued, but of fourteen officers and <br />458 men no fewer than nine officers <br />and 846 men perished, many falling <br />prey to the attacks of the sharks, <br />which surrounded the ship in shoals, <br />waiting for their victims. Every wo- <br />man and child was saved. <br />Perhaps the greatest compliment ever <br />paid to the memory of the brave was <br />the order of the king of Prussia for <br />the account of the wreck of the Blrken- <br />ilsad to be .tread est three successive <br />parades at the head of eiery regiment <br />in his army, and it was spoken of in <br />every school in Prussia and Germany. <br />—London Globe. <br />A CLERK'S BLUNDER. <br />Its Effect Upon the Fortunes of Our <br />Revolutionary War. <br />The element of chance as exempli- <br />fied in the blonder of a copyist had an <br />Important bearing on the result of our <br />war for independence. As is well <br />knowu, the crisis of the military be- <br />tween Great Britain and the revolting <br />colonies was reaches when General <br />Burgoyne's campaign was planned in <br />London. The object was to strike a <br />tremendous blow at the center of the <br />Revolution. The British forces were <br />to take possession of the Mohawk and <br />Hudson valleys by a concentric march <br />from Lake Champlain, Oswego and <br />New York on converging lines toward <br />Albany. The ascent of the Hudson by <br />Sir William Ilowe's army was essen- <br />tial to the success of a scheme by <br />which New England was to be cut off <br />as by a wedge from the southern colo- <br />nies. <br />Orders were sent out from Londoe <br />for the advance of Burgoyne's and St <br />Leger's forces from Canada. At first <br />Sir William Howe was merely inform- <br />ed of the plan and was armed with <br />discretionary powers, but finally a dis- <br />patch was drafted positively ordering <br />him to co-operate in the movement <br />from New York. <br />A British clerk made a hasty and <br />very careless copy of the dispatch, <br />which the minister, Lord George Ger- <br />maine, found great difficulty in read- <br />ing. He angrily reprimanded the cul- <br />prit and ordered a fresh copy to be <br />made without flaw or erasure. Being <br />pressed for time and anxious for a <br />holiday, Lord George posted off to the <br />country without waiting for the fresh <br />copy. <br />The military order was laboriously <br />copied in the clerk's best hand, but <br />when it was finished the Minister was <br />not there to sign It. It was pigeon- <br />holed and overlooked when he returned <br />and was not sent to America until long <br />afterward. Howe, being left with full <br />discretion, allowed himself to be drawn <br />into military operations against Wash- <br />ington's army near Philadelphia. Bur- <br />goyne's army was entrapped, cut off <br />from retreat and forced to surrender <br />at Saratoga. <br />Thus the fortunes of the Revolution- <br />ary war turned upon the carelessness <br />of a British clerk.—Chicago Record - <br />Herald. <br />SOAP BUBBLES. <br />How Some Pretty and Marveleue In- <br />fects May Be Produced. <br />There are degrees of skill in all pas- <br />times, but one would hardly think that <br />there were specialists In the art of <br />blowing soap bubbles. An article in <br />the Windsor Magazine by Meredith Nu- <br />gent, however, shows that some very <br />pretty and marvelous effects may be <br />obtained by the exercise of care and <br />patience with soap and water. <br />The first step is to make a solution <br />by rubbing pure white castile soap into <br />a bowl partly filled with water until a <br />lather bas been formed. Then remove <br />every particle of lather, dip a clay pipe <br />into the cleared solution and start to <br />blow a bubble. <br />If you can blow one six inches in di- <br />ameter so that it wlll hang suspended <br />from the pipe and will allow your fore- <br />finger covered with the solution to be <br />pushed through into the bubble with- <br />out breaking, then the mixture is ready <br />for use. <br />Slx bubbles may be blown, one inside <br />the other. This is performed by dip- <br />ping the end of a straw in the soapy <br />water and after resting -the wet end <br />upon an inverted plate or sheet of <br />glass, which should have been previ- <br />ously wet with the solution, blow a <br />bubble six Inches in diameter. <br />Then dip the straw into the solution <br />again, carefully thrust It through into <br />the center of this first bubble and blow <br />another. Continue In this manner until <br />all the bubbles are in position. Great <br />care must be taken that the straw is <br />thoroughly wet with solution for fully. <br />halt its length before each bdbble is <br />blown. With practice ten or twelve <br />bubbles may be placed inside of one <br />another. <br />No Tears Nor Hills. <br />In the days when Rowley Hill was <br />bishop of the Isle of Man one of his <br />clergymen bearing the name of Tears <br />came to say adieu to his bishop on <br />getting preferment. The parson said: <br />"Goodby, my lord. I hope we may <br />meet again, but if not here In some <br />better place." <br />The bishop replied, "I fear the latter <br />Is unlikely, as there are no Tears In <br />heaven." <br />"No doubt," wittily answered the par- <br />son, "you are right that our chane of <br />meeting is small, as one reads of the <br />plains of paradise, but never of any <br />Hills there."—London Queen. <br />Australian Bushmen. <br />Although the bushmen of Australia <br />are the very lowest in the scale of ig- <br />norance, they possess a rare instinct <br />that equate that of many animals and <br />is In its way as wonderful as man's <br />reason. It is almost impossible for <br />them to be loot Even if they be led <br />away from their home blindfolded for <br />miles, when released they will unerr- <br />ingly turn in the right direction and <br />make their way to their nest homes, <br />and, though these are all very similar, <br />they never make a mistake. <br />In the philosophy of some men heav- <br />en is nothing bat a place where every- <br />body will be able to buy cheap and sell <br />MO.—Chicago Record.Reraid. <br />LEARNING TO SWIM. <br />The Fat Man Who Was a Model of <br />Patience and Pereeveranoe. <br />Persistence in undertaking is a laud- <br />able virtue, but It can be a bit over- <br />done sometimes, as in a case described <br />by Y. L. Molloy in "Our Autumn Holi- <br />day on French Rivers." Mr. Molloy <br />and his friends, longing for a good <br />dive, went to a swimming school on an <br />inland in the Seine. They donned their <br />rented coetumee and were preparing <br />for the plunge when a man with ropes <br />cause along and insisted on tying them <br />about their waists. It was according <br />to police regulations, and, although they <br />made an indignant protest, they were <br />obliged to submit <br />While we were dressing, says Mr. <br />Molloy, we asked the two swimming <br />musters for an extra towel <br />"Pardon," they replied, "we must at- <br />tend to our monsieur." <br />Then we saw that there had come <br />upon the platform a short and absurd- <br />ly fat man dressed In bathing costume, <br />swimming sandals and oiled cap. <br />"Let's see him go in," said we. <br />"What a splash he'll maker' <br />The swimming masters received the <br />new arrival at the middle of the plat- <br />form. There he balanced himself on <br />his stomach on a wooden stump two <br />feet high. The masters seised blm by <br />his hands and feet and with slow and <br />deliberate movements made him strike <br />out with the action of swimming. They <br />kept this up for a quarter of an hour, <br />and the perspiration rolled off him In <br />great drops. <br />"He'll be awfully hot to go into tbe <br />water after that," said I. <br />But he did not go Into the water. The <br />swimming lesson over, he moved to- <br />ward the dressing room, saying: <br />"I have done better today." <br />"Ah, yes," answered one of the mae- <br />ters. "Your progress is admirable." <br />The fat man beamed with complai- <br />sance and went in to dress. <br />I called the swimming masters aside. <br />"Does 'our monsieur' practice otteu <br />like that? He most have great perse- <br />verance." <br />"Perseverance! He bas worked Like <br />this for five years, and he has never <br />been in the water!" <br />SIGN OF A BEATEN MAN. <br />Runner Who Looks Behind Alined <br />Sure to Lose the Rioe. <br />"There are many more good distance <br />runners now than la my days," said an <br />old time champion after watching a <br />three mile scratch race at the New <br />York Athletic club games. "But the <br />habits of the runners have not changed <br />any, for 1 noticed one little trick in <br />the race that bore the significance that <br />used to attach to it. <br />"To the casual onlooker there was <br />nothing to choose between the two <br />leaders when they were beginning the <br />last quarter of a mile. Right from the <br />crack of the pistol they were running <br />almost stride for stride with the low, <br />graceful, easy action of the real long <br />distance runner. <br />"Neither had called into use the re <br />serve power which must be utilized to <br />tho final sprint for victory when they <br />turned into the stretch for the final <br />lap. Then one of them slightly turned <br />his head to see where the third man <br />was, <br />"'That man is beaten,' was th• <br />thought which occurred to me at oue' <br />and it proved true, as always. for whet <br />the dash for the finish began he secs <br />ed his rival to get a lead of five yard <br />before going after him In earnest pur <br />snit <br />"From that point to the finish tinn <br />was no perceptible difference to the <br />speed of the meu, but the Ivan who <br />had turned his head to make sure that <br />he would get second place. Iuste_ d o: <br />bending every energy to wlu, of couru• <br />landed where his thoughts placed <br />him"—New York Sun. <br />The Gun Barrels Grew. <br />In the early days In the northwest <br />when the Hudson Bay company laid the <br />foundations of groat fortunes by trade <br />with the savages and a gun paid for as <br />many beaver skins as would reach to <br />the muzzle of It, the skins packed fiat <br />and the gun held upright, It was alleg- <br />ed that the barrel of the weapon grew <br />and grew with each successive year <br />until the Indian, after he bad bought <br />It with the peltry, had to borrow a Ole <br />and cut off a toot of useless metal. <br />Dotnutle Bliss <br />Wife—I have about made up my <br />mind, John, that when I married you <br />I married a fool Husband—That re- <br />minds me of a remark yoo made just <br />before we were married. You remem- <br />ber that you said it would be bard to <br />find two people mon alike than yoo <br />and I. <br />ens Was Safe. <br />Little four-year-old Mabel was run- <br />ning downhill, bolding her drew tight- <br />ly. <br />"Be careful," called her mother, "or <br />you will fall." <br />"Oh, no, I won't," replied Mabel. <br />"'cause I'm holding tight to myself." <br />Not What He Meant. <br />Physician—Have you 107 aches or <br />pains this morning? Patient—Yes, <br />doctor; It hurts me to breathe—in fact. <br />the only trouble now seems to be with <br />my breath. Physician—All right I'll <br />give you something that will won stop <br />that! <br />Forbearance. <br />Bacon—Did you ever have any desire <br />to go on the stage? EggbethOb, yea; <br />only last week I did. Olt, the actor <br />was vile! But I contented myself with <br />shying as egg at biro,—Yookelts Ratio - <br />num <br />iliNdaaM+sa by <br />lading llbyslslans <br />and sk alsts <br />FIVE <br />GALUMET <br />BAKING POWDER <br />has obtained the confidence of the public. <br />1. It complies with the Pure Food Laws of all states. <br />2. It is the only high -trade Powder sold at a moderate prl <br />3. It is not made byaBaldng Powder Trust. <br />4. Food prepared with it is tree from Rochelle Salts or Alm. <br />5. It is the strongest Baking Powder on the market. <br />81.000.00 given for any substance <br />InJurlousto health found In Calumet <br />calumet Is so carefully and scientifically <br />preDarei that the neutralisation of the <br />feftradNets is absolutely perfect. There- <br />fore *Met leaves no Rochelle Salts <br />or Alum to tbe toed. It is chemically <br />eorrell& <br />All Greats are Aatwtdati le ilearaatss tats <br />calumet Baking Powder costs tittle. Costs <br />a little more thea the cheap, injurious <br />powder& sow on the market. but it ts a big <br />saving over the trust powders. <br />Try Calumet <br />J <br />1 <br />One of Hook's Practical Jokes. <br />Theodore Hook forged 4,000 letters <br />to 4.000 tradesmen and others request- <br />ing them to call on a certain day and <br />hour at the house of a wealthy widow, <br />Mrs. Tottenham, lit Berners street, <br />London, against whom he had con- <br />ceived a grudge. <br />These people began to arrive soon <br />after daybreak. The rush continued <br />until nearly midnight They came by <br />fifties and hundreds. <br />There were 100 chimney sweeps, 100 <br />bakers, fifty doctors, fifty dentists, fifty <br />tccouchers. There were priests to ad- <br />minister extreme unction and Metho- <br />dist ministers to offer last prayers. <br />There were fifty confectioners with <br />wedding cakes, fifty undertakers with <br />ro®tu, arty fishmongers with baskets <br />of cod and lobsters. They pushed, <br />quarreled and fought, and the police <br />were called out to prevent a riot. Fi- <br />nally among the hoaxed ones came the <br />governor of the Bank of England, the <br />royal Duke of Gloucester and the lord <br />mayor of London, each lured thither <br />by some cunning pretext. A police in- <br />vestigation followed, but the perpetra <br />for was not detected. <br />A Wonderful Bowman. <br />The Romans were very skillful bow- <br />men, although they discarded the weap- <br />on in warfare, trusting to' the charge <br />and to band to hand fighting. Many <br />of the Roman emperors were famous <br />archers. It is said that Domitian would <br />place boys In the circus at a consider- <br />able distance from him and as they <br />held up their hands with the fingers <br />outstretched he would send the arrows <br />between them with such nicety and ac- <br />curacy of aim that he never inflicted a <br />wound. <br />The wicked emperor Commodus <br />toasted that he never missed his aim <br />or failed to kill the wild beast that he <br />shot with a single arrow. He would <br />set a shaft in his bow ae some wild <br />beast was set tree in the circus to de- <br />vour a living criminal condemned to <br />die. Just when the furious animal <br />was springing on his prey the emperor <br />would strike It dead at the man's feet. <br />Sometimes 100 lions were let loose at <br />once In order that he, with 100 arrows, <br />might kill them. With arrows the <br />beads of which were semicircular he <br />would sever the necks of ostriches in <br />full flight <br />A Talent For Balancing. <br />The pleasant coffee room of the old <br />Star and Garter at Richmond, which <br />was burned down in 1869, was patron- <br />ised by England's statesmen, politicians <br />and writers. On Saturday evenings it <br />was regularly visited by a middle aged <br />gentleman of rather broad stature, <br />with gray Bair and a large shirt collar <br />which formed a conspicuous feature In <br />Ms attire. He would dine always <br />alone at a particular corner table, and <br />after dinner it was bis humor to build <br />up before him a pyramid of tumblers <br />and wineglasses, which be topped with <br />a decanter. Occasionally the whole <br />structure would topple over and litter <br />the table with its ruins. Then the mid- <br />dle aged gentleman would rise, pay <br />his bill, including the charge for <br />broken glass, and depart The waiters <br />knew him well He was Thomas Bab- <br />Ington, Lord Maclulay. <br />Curious Greetings. <br />A French journal has been looking <br />into the question of how different races <br />express the colloquialism "How do you <br />dor' and presents some curious exam- <br />ples, The Koreans, for instance, do <br />not give or imply any offense when <br />they greet each other with the remark, <br />"You do look old." Persians say, "May <br />Allah preserve your beard and. cover <br />It with benedictions." Among a tribe <br />of Fiji !slanders the correct form of <br />salutation L to pull one's ear. A Caro- <br />line islander kneels before his friend, <br />whose foot he grasps and slaps h1niself <br />vigorously in the face with it. In the <br />Sudan a traveler was addressed by a <br />native chief as "Mighty sun," the said <br />chief finishing up wltb "Glory to thee, <br />O splendid moon," the remark being <br />accentuated by expectorating in the <br />traveler's right band. <br />Wen a Smile. <br />Attttactive Young Lady—I should like <br />"The Wide. Wide World" Chivalrous <br />Bookeefier—Were It mine, mise, I <br />would willingly give it to you.—Petb- <br />fsnder. <br />I would not eater in my Bet of <br />Meads a 'esus wbe needlessly tsets.foot <br />woras,—Oewpee <br />Flinty Plant Covers. - <br />When Sir Humphry Davy was a boy <br />about sixteen, a little girl came to him <br />In great excitement: <br />"Humphry, do tell me my these two <br />pieces of cane make a tiny spark of <br />light when i rub them together?' <br />Humphry was a studious boy, who <br />spent hours In thinking out scientific <br />problems. He patted the child's curly <br />head and said: <br />"I do not know, dear. Let us see if <br />they really do make a light, and then <br />we will try to find out why." <br />Humphry soon found that the little <br />girl was right. The pieces of cane if <br />rubbed together quickly did give a <br />tiny light. Then he set to work to find <br />out the reason, and after some time, <br />thanks to the observing powers of his <br />little friend and his own kindness to <br />her inenot impatiently telling her not <br />to "worry," as so many might have <br />done, Humphry Davy made the first <br />of his interesting discoveries. Every <br />reed, cane and grass has an outer akin <br />of flinty stuff, which protects the in- <br />side from insects and also helps the <br />frail looking leaves to stand upright. <br />Table Manners In Old France. <br />Could we restore for half an hour the <br />dinner table of old France and obtain <br />half a dozen instantaneous photo- <br />graphs of a royal banquet at any era <br />between the reigns of Francis I and <br />Louis Ousterse such a "cataract of <br />laughter" would be beard as might <br />disturb the serenity of Louts in para- <br />dise. The duchess, her napkin tied se- <br />curely round her neck, would be seen <br />mumbling a bone, the noble marquis <br />surreptitiously scratching himself, the <br />belle marquise, withdrawing her spoon <br />from her lips to help a neighbor to <br />sauce with !t, another fair creature <br />scouring her plate with her bread, a <br />gallant courtier using his doublet or <br />the tablecloth as a towel for Isis fin- <br />gers and two footmen holding a yard <br />of damask under a lady's chin while <br />she emptied her goblet at a draft. Dur- <br />ing a feast of inordinate length it was <br />sometimes necessary to substitute a <br />clean cloth for the one which the care - <br />lateness or bad manners of the guests <br />had reduced to a deplorable condition. <br />—"An Idler In Old France." <br />The Midget Snakes. <br />"I see by your paper," says a corre- <br />spondent, "that you want to find a man <br />who can tell a snake story with the <br />sound of originality to it. Here it is: <br />Nearly forty years ago in the woods of <br />Indiana I captured three snakes, each <br />less than three and one-fourth inches <br />In length, a combined length of less <br />than ten inches, a little Longer and a <br />little larger in the middle than an old <br />fashioned wool darning needle. Al- <br />though these snakes were so small they <br />would crawl around with their heads <br />rap and dart out their tongues like <br />larger snakes, I put these reptiles in <br />an eight ounce bottle, and they bad <br />plenty of room to crawl around on the <br />bottom of it without crowding. These <br />were not the kind of snakes generally <br />seen In bottles, but genuine snakes., <br />Among those who uw them was a <br />minister of the gospel, and he had not <br />been taking anything to make him see <br />snakes either."—Emporia Gazette. <br />The Pirates. <br />The Chicago News fails to name the <br />hero of thla story, but baa It that the <br />visitor to the home of a well known <br />Hoosier State author found his three <br />youngsters romping in the hallway. <br />"What are you playing, boys?" be <br />inquired. <br />"We are playing pirates," elucidated <br />the smallest <br />"Pirates? Why, bow can you play <br />pirates in Indiana? There are no seas <br />bordering on this state." <br />"Oh, we don't need any seas. We <br />are literary pirates, like pa." <br />And five minutes later a chorus of <br />yells from behind the barn told that <br />the band that wields the pen can also <br />wield the shingle. <br />Feel and lege. <br />The fool and his money are parted. <br />not long did they stay 1a cahoots, but <br />the fool 1s the cheeriest hearted and <br />gladdest of human ;galoota His neigh- <br />bor 1s better and wiser, six figures <br />might tell what bees worth. but, oh, bow <br />folks wish the old miser would tan <br />off tbs edge of the earth-Empos/t Os' <br />setts. <br />Nothing premise both* * tau 1#! <br />THE HUMAN TONGUE. Flying Fish. <br />At one time it ens widely credited <br />that dying fish possessed the power to <br />accelerate their passage through the <br />elr by liapplug their "wings," as their <br />enormously elongated pectoral fins are <br />sometimes called. Had this been prov- <br />ed these fish would have actually shar- <br />ed with bats, birds and insects a pow- <br />er which has been denied to all other <br />tiring creatures. But men of science <br />are now agreed that the motion of the <br />fins sometimes seen when the fish <br />leaves the water is merely a coutinua- <br />tion of its swimming movement and in <br />no way alda the passage of the fish <br />through the air. The method of the <br />fish's flight is this: It rushes through <br />the water at high speed, hurls itself <br />lute the atmosphere and, spreading its <br />huge winglike flus, glides rapidly for- <br />ward <br />orward until its momentum is exhausted. <br />Then it drops back again into the wa- <br />ter. So great is the impetus gained <br />that these. flab under favorable condi- <br />tions will "fly" for a distauce of 500 <br />feet But when once the impetus is <br />exhausted the fish is quite unable to <br />sustain itself in the air by muscular <br />effort.—Scientific American. <br />It 1• Very Inquisitive, With • Strong <br />Will of Its Own. <br />The curiosity of the tongue does not <br />cause the human being so much trou- <br />ble as the curiosity of the eye, but the <br />tongue, within its Limits, is the most <br />curious of all. <br />Let the dentist make a change In the <br />mouth, let him remove a tooth or re- <br />place with his admirable artifice one <br />that has long been absent, let biro <br />change the form of a tooth by round- <br />ing off a corner or building up a cavity, <br />and see what the tougue will do. It <br />will search out that place, taking care- <br />ful and minute account of the change. <br />Then if will linger near the place. If <br />1t is called to other duties, it comes <br />back as soon ae they are discharged <br />and feels the changed place all over <br />again, as if it had not explored and <br />rummaged there already. <br />It makes no difference that these re- <br />peated investigations presently cause <br />annoyance to its supposed master, the <br />man. The tongue In nothing more <br />than in this matter proves that it is au <br />unruly member and will not be con- <br />trolled. <br />It seems to have an original will and <br />consciousness of it own, and nothing <br />will serve it except the fullest satisfac- <br />tion of its curiosity. It will wear itself <br />out, perhaps, but it will find out all <br />about the strange change. — Boston <br />Transcript. <br />CANES IN SPAIN. ' <br />Sem* of the Natives Have a Small <br />Arsenal of Them. <br />Every Spaniard has a stick, the well <br />to do own several, and the "gilded <br />youth" often has a small arsenal of <br />them. The term arsenal in this case <br />is used positively and not figuratively, <br />as the Porto Ricans, like the Spaniards, <br />have quite a craze for sword canes and <br />dagger canes, and they make these <br />with remarkable skill. <br />The blades of the finer specimens <br />come from famous smiths in Toledo <br />and other Spanish cities and are forged <br />from the finest steel. Some are dam- <br />ascened and others are inlaid with di- <br />ver and gold, some have worked upon <br />them the name of the owner and oth- <br />ers the name of a patron saint The <br />assortment of walking sticks in the <br />shops in the larger towns Is very <br />varied. <br />They have fashions in sticks and <br />canes suited to different ages and pro- <br />fessions. There are sedate mahogany, <br />ebony and rosewood sticks for clergy- <br />men and physicians and fanciful bam- <br />boos with gleaming steel inside for <br />men about town. There are rough oak- <br />en sticks for the Spanish Angtomenl- <br />ace and saucy little staves for tbose <br />who ape the styles of the boulevard. <br />For travelers there are coffee sticks, <br />thorns, tea sticks, leopard wood canes <br />and orange sticks.—London Chronicle. <br />A Sermon In Rhyme. <br />An English sporting parson who <br />wished to shorten the Sunday morn- <br />ing's service so that be might join <br />some kindred spirits delivered the <br />briefest and meatiest sermon on rec- <br />ord. "Dearly beloved," be said. "the <br />subject of our discourse this morning <br />is 'Life.' I shall divide It into three <br />parts and a conclusion—first, man's in- <br />gress to the world; second, man's prog- <br />ress through the world; third, man's <br />egress from the world, and, to con- <br />clude, man's life after departure: <br />"Man's Ingress to lite is naked and bare. <br />)Ma's progreu through lite is trouble <br />and care. <br />Man's egress from lite Is nobody knows <br />where. <br />If we do well here, we will do well there. <br />I could tell you no mon It I preached • <br />whole year." <br />—Boston Post <br />Funerals In Peru. <br />According to social usage, women in <br />Peru cannot attend funerals, and they <br />do not appear at weddings unless they <br />are very intimate friends. When a <br />funeral procession passes through the <br />streets the covin is carried upon the <br />shoulders of the pallbearers, who are <br />followed by an empty hearse drawn <br />by two, four or six boraes, according <br />to the means of the mourners and their <br />desire for display. All the male mem- <br />bers of the family and friends of the <br />deceased follow on foot, with a line of <br />empty carriages behind them. As long <br />as they are In the presence of the dead <br />It is considered a proper and necessary <br />evidence of respect to walk. After the <br />body has been committed to the grave <br />those who attend the funeral are <br />brought home in carriages. <br />He Followed the Water. <br />"Could you do something for a poor <br />old sailor?" eked a wanderer at the <br />rear door of a suburban house one <br />morning recently. <br />"Poor old sailor!" echoed the house- <br />wife, wbo had opened the door. <br />"Teem. I followed the water for <br />twenty years." <br />"Well," said the lady as she slammed <br />the door in the face of her unwelcome <br />vWtor, "all I've got to say is you cer- <br />tainly don't look as though you had <br />ever aught it"—London Answers. <br />`Alexandria, Egypt." <br />All correspondents with Egypt in all <br />parts of the world should be warned <br />that it is necessary to pet the word <br />"Egypt" on all communications ad- <br />dressed to Alexandria. as a great deal <br />of trouble and annoyance hu been <br />caused owing to communications ad- <br />dressed to the Egyptian city being de- <br />livered to Scotland, Canada, New South <br />Wales, Cape Colony, Italy, the Gaited <br />Rata of America sed other eoelatrlss <br />when towns of the sans aamss.eodat+r <br />Where the Joke Lay. <br />lie was an Englishman, taking a trip <br />on a Welsh excursion steamboat, and <br />be was watching a group of Welsh col- <br />liers larking with one another, when <br />they suddenly seized one of their com- <br />panions and swung him to and fro. <br />The victim shrieked in terror as the <br />ringleader shouted: <br />"Now, boys, overboard with '!m r" <br />So real was the horror of the collier <br />that the Englishman jumped up and <br />interfered successfully. The collier <br />picked himself up and backed to a safe <br />seat next the Englishman, who sternly <br />reproved him for uttering such nerve <br />shattering cries. <br />"It was only a joke, and you must <br />hare known it," he said. <br />The collier wiped his forehead. <br />"Iss, I knowed famous it wass a <br />joke," he retorted, "an' that's why I did <br />screech blue murrdurr. Eu don't know <br />the boys. surr. The joke with them <br />wags to chuck me overboard. Thank <br />en kindly forr stoppin' 'em!!"—Pear- <br />son's Weekly. <br />Didn't Want to Telt. <br />The late Professor Greene, author of <br />Greene's Analysts and the English <br />Grammar with which so many have <br />wrestled in their school days, was ono <br />of the most genial and fatherly of men. <br />During the later yearn of his life he <br />was professor of mathematics and as- <br />tronomy in a New England college. <br />There was in one of his classes a some- <br />what slow witted though studious <br />young man, whom we will call Jones. <br />On n certain occasion after Jones had <br />repeated carefully the text book state- <br />ments about the effects of the motions <br />of the earth and was trying to remem- <br />ber what came next in the book the <br />professor interposed with: <br />"Were you ever In the shadow of the <br />earth, Mr. Jones?" <br />Jones (slowly)—No, sir. <br />Professor—Where do you spend your <br />nights, sir? <br />Jones didn't want to tell.—Univer- <br />sallst Leader. <br />Banquets In Elizabeth's Time. <br />In Queen Elizabeth's time tbo first <br />course of a banquet is given as wheat- <br />en flummery, stewed broth or spinach <br />broth, or amallage, gruel or botch pot. <br />The second consisted of fish, among <br />which are lampreys, poor John, stock- <br />fish and sturgeon, with side dishes of <br />porpoise. The third course comprised <br />quaking puddings, black puddings, bag <br />puddings. whits puddings and marrow <br />puddings. Then came veal, beef, ca- <br />pons, humble pie, mutton, marrow pas- <br />ties, Scotch collops, wild fowl and <br />game. In the fifth course alt kinds of <br />sweets, creams in all their varieties, <br />custards, cheese cakes, jellies, warden <br />pies, Buckets, sllllbubs and so on, to <br />be followed perhaps by white cheese <br />and tansy cake; for drinks, ale, beer, <br />wine, sack and numerous varieties of <br />mead or metheglin.—New York Trib- <br />une. <br />Chamois Maker Is a Magician. <br />Most everybody uses chamois, and <br />everybody imagines it comes from the <br />graceful goats of the Swiss Alps, but <br />1t doesn't. It really bails from the <br />cavernous depths of tanneries of Pea- <br />body, in New England. Peabody tan- <br />ners mnke beautiful leathers of sheep <br />pelts. The chamois maker is a magi - <br />clan of the leather trade. To his door <br />be draws sheepskins from the great <br />ranches of Montana or their possible <br />future rivals ou the plains of Siberia, <br />the pampas of Argentina or tho fields <br />of Australia. Mary's little lamb, mas- <br />querading as brave Swiss chamois, has <br />a wonderful career. <br />Natural Anxiety. <br />A very talkative little boy was al- <br />lowed to accompany his father to a <br />friend's house on the understanding <br />that he should not speak until some- <br />body asked him a question. He re- <br />mained silent for half an hour. "Fa- <br />ther," he then murmured, "when are <br />they going to begin asking me ques- <br />tioner <br />She Speaks Out. <br />"You aren't earning very much." <br />"But, my darling, two can live as <br />cheaply as one." <br />"I don't yearn to live cheaply, young <br />man."—St. Louis Republic. <br />Very Sharp. <br />Teacher—Now, Johnny, 1f the earth <br />were empty on the inside, what could <br />we compare 1t to? Johnny—A razor, <br />ma'am. Teacher --A raver? Johnny- <br />taa'ao1; because it would be ttoi- <br />e. <br />