text: tt. SS ELMO §| _u V f< * * ! ■* It: t: = VOL. VI. MOUNTAIN HOME, IDAHO, SATURDAY, JANUARY 20, 1804. NO. 35. THE ELMORE BULLETIN O. H, PATHS, Editer and Proprietor. Terns of Hubserlptloa. One veer by Bull (Invariably In advenes, pi 00 Htx months by mail (Invariably In sdvsnce) I to Three months by mall (Invariably In ad- » van«*. .... stugls copy—. l in OFFICIAL DIRECTORY. tailed «tato* Ole tola. President.— ——..drover « levelan.] Viee-Piesident....Adlal (Herenaon Secretary of a tote...„....Welter (J. (iresbam Secretary of Treasury.............. John ti. Carlisle secretary of Interior .Hoke Smith Secretary of War....Daniel S. lament secretary of Nary......„.HUary A. Herbert Huetmaater Oeneral.Wilson s. Blteell A ttorney 'lenerel.„..Klc'.aril H Olney secretary of Agriculture J. Sterling Morton ■ tala. ((irorae L. Rhonn '— (KredT. Dubois --Willis Sweet William J. McConnell Frank B. W illis . . .James F. Curtis .Osorge M. Parsons .„ Frank Kamaev I .W .C. Hill I ...8. Byron Lower ! Manuel nuudaker W.8. Hssklns Mm. Msry Wood I Unite! State» Sonalor*. Representative....... riovarnor.. Ueu Milan I -«overnor Heerelnry ol male... • Itsinsf firesrsl. Auditor.......... Treoaaaar...... Mupt. of Public Inatructlon male Boiler Inspector. mat« Mine Inapacior. "late Librarian. , „ ,, wicwS&tom <• 1* Oliver Z'w.A. Reynolds Coasts. sheriff.. . .. Auditor and Heeordse.... Atsesaor and Collector. Ircosurer.—. Probate Judge... coroner....—. .. county commlmlonars H Clinton !.. M May „ w ■ R Maillon ,...T. K. Hteveneon J. II. Van ttrbalrk Pirat Dis riet.. Second District Third District PROFESSIONAL CARDS. W. C. HOWIE ' ATTORNEY v AT V LAW , NOTARY PUBLIC. Mountain Home. Idaho. E. M. WOLFE, §L LAWYER JsL [waatala Home , Idaho FRANK T. WYRA* MARRY C. WYMAN. WYMAN & WYMAN, ATTORNEYS V AT V LAW, Hot** Cite, Idaho. Ratante fur mining claims a specialty. Collections promptly attended to. ATTORNEY AT LAW. S. H. HAYS, Balsa City, Idaho. Will practice in all courts and in the United States. Office-Capital State Bank building. SAMUEL G. ROADES, CIVIL ENGINEER —AND— United States Deputy Mineral Surveyor, Mountain Home, Idaho. Repairing in all branches of surveying, mining, and irrigation. M. E. REYNOLDS, Paper-Hanger, House and Sign Painter, Mountain Home. Carriage-painting also done to order, and satisfaction guaranteed. Shop with Reynolds & Shaw. M. JOHNSON, Contractor and Builder, Idaho. Mountain Home House removed on short notice. Try Barber Shop and Bath House. Mountain Home. C. F. KÄUFER, Proprietor. MOUNTAIN HOME, Dint Diggings and the Rocky Mountain Home UNITED STATES MAIL AND STAGE LINE Mountains Home, Pinery Grove and Rocky Mountain. Carries Particulars at Lucky Bar at Rocky Mountain. Arrives at Lucky Bar at Rocky Mountain. Rocky Mountain. Bar at i arrive* at Mountain Sunday; . tesre» k ¥ jtra y-.**«— ■ THE WEAKER SEX. At Bh * d bmn a bells all winter in fact, of all. Bhs'd been to all His coaching danced at.vary bait No function of society had this fair B * r  looked on horseback rides. And then a man upon the links this man tried. She dressed for dinner after 8, and when the meal was over, she promenaded up and down the hotel corridor. Until at 8, the orchestra began in evening tank. And then she danced the hours through with any one who'd ask. I... I ready for repose This lovely ball was just as fresh as any budding rose. She danced the wall with Billy Jones, who danced the work with... She tripped the polka with a boy who was ten and three. When the men were all worn out and I watched this maiden when the day at last was done, I deemed her the most wonderful of wonders in the sun. Her words were true, but she was a single wash of it would surely lay him low. And to I ask this question, which this maid brought to my mind, As I sat rapt in wonderment at her and all her kind. Where is it that these girls can do the things that make man wrecks And yet be called brave mannered at the "the weaker sex"? — Harper's Bazaar. A Slight Obstacle. It was one of those American homes wherein many a weary hour is whiled away. The laughter of the house was to be married on the morrow. In the great drawing room, where gold and precious stones reflected in myriad tinted the mellow radiance of the lights turned low, she lingered yet a moment with her lover by her side. "And are you sure you are quite well?" Drawing her tenderly toward him as he spoke, he gazed into the depths of her soft eyes. "Ready to take this, the most important step of your life?" She smiled. "Yes, Alfred," Her glance was cloquant with love and trust. "I am ready: that is, I will be as soon as my maid has soiled my daily to get them through the customs house without delay." Emboldened then, he imprinted a kiss upon her brow. —Truth. Not to He Metamorphosed. The sound of the old man flagellating a carpet in the back yard nerved the youth in the front porch to understand. "Do you look with favor upon my suit?" With every symptom of anxiety, he leaned toward the girl and, with every sign of anxiety, he looked with favor upon her suit. A smile disturbed the delicate curves of her lips. "Yes," she answered, and his being thrilled with the glad tidings, "I do. I may seem to be looking at the northwest corner of the room immediately above your head, but that is owing to the congenital strains which afflicts me. You will accept this explanation. I trust, thank you." In the flailing light, he printed a kiss upon her brow, and their truth was plighted. To make blmalf Detroit Tribune. Harried Off. Mia* Withers—What do you think he did when I turned down the gaar? The Friend-Got up and left. I imagine —Brooklyn Life. This Was I. Haatea. Be was a small man, the conductor of an electric car, and she was a large, powerful-looking woman. "I want you to put off on Concord Street," she said. He viewed the majestic figure for a moment and stopped the car and let you pass off."—New York Times. Beast—Can't you come with me to try this afternoon? Jack—I can't. I've got to go and tailor. Bessie—Why do you have to go to your tailor? My brother's tailor sees him.—Life. I'm all genuine? Lady—Are your autograph? Clerk—Yes, madam, and we guarantee it. Lady—Well, all our furniture is antique, and I wish to go to a carpet sweeper —New York Weekly. Why Ba "What makes you ding to eigamma?" "I'm absentminded." Cholly replied. "What do you think to do with it?" "My daughter, we mind you when it's time to be washed —Washington Star. A Dirt in Mary (to young nephews-Well, Bobby, have you had all you want? Bobby (bearing a sigh) I had all wool -Tit-Bite. A narrow morning? Break? —If notes advise me to buy tea. Gloomy Brobse—A Oia»i up mi.» mm«i. Treasure seekers will be upturning the streets of Savannah now for hidden wealth. Three of the city street hand, are richer by a number of dollars for a recent find. While the city force was at work on Bull Street excavating for his who and last and sewer trap and laying sewers, preparatory to the asphalting of Bull Street to the park, a party of workmen uncovered a pile of silver which had been hidden, doubtless, for more than half a century. The workmen were digging a trench along Boll Street, near Jones Street last night, when one of them, William Dann, turned up a pile of silver half dollars and other silver money with his spade. Dann dropped his spade at once and commenced to gather the silver into his hat. George Blanden, a negro, who had just shoveled over the same spot, turned in Dunn, gathering up silver with him. Dunn, it seemed to him, dropped his spade and went for the silver with both hands. A white laborer named Scully reached the spot in time to get a share of the newly discovered wealth. The cache was soon exhausted, and the men proceeded to examine their gains. Most of it was in silver half dollars of the dates from 1884 to 1886 with some of an earlier date than 1884. There were also a number of French and Spanish pieces. Dann, who is an old man, refused to let anybody count his money, and carried it off without letting anyone know the exact amount. The others estimated his pile at over $30, but he informed a reporter that he had sold all of it for $18.73, its face value, to various parties. Blanden said he got $10 and that Scully got $3.25. Blanden sold his to various parties for a slight advance on its face value, and Scully did the same. In Scully's pile was a very old five franc piece.—Savannah News. She not and her not dead enough for that. William Long, the colored man who hanged himself in a cell at the Cottage Grove avenue police station and was thought to be dead when cut down by Desk Sergeant Prim, proved to be a mighty lively corpse. After Long was cut down, he feigned death and was hastily removed to the Michael Reese hospital in hopes that the physicians there might be able to bring him back to life, and they were. Long was laid upon the dissecting table, and just as a feeler Dr. Davis dashed some cold water in his face. The onslaught was so sudden that Long blazed, but still played possum. Dr. Davis' quick eye caught the movement of Long's eyelids, and he concluded to have some fun with the tumor. Turning to one of his attendants, he said: "I think this room is a little small for all to see here, so I think we had better cut the body in two and take half of it in the other room and then all can see." That was enough for Long, and with a yell he sprang from the table and made a dash for a window. Officers Davis, Keliher, and Mahoney were present and promptly arrested him. —Chicago Inter Ocean. M. N. Allen, of Titusville, who has enlarged ideas on the subject of life insurance, has made arrangements to visit Central America on business and pleasure. Having paid up life insurance policies in three companies, he had to apply to them for a permit to make the trip. One of the companies returned him a very ambiguous reply and the other two demanded of him a large premium for the privilege. Mr. Allen has determined to postpone his trip until he can look up the authorities to see whether he can go away without sacrificing a part of his policies. Central America is the home of revolutions, fevers, venomous reptiles, and wild beasts, and naturally the traveler in that glorious climate is not considered a great risk.—Jameetown Journal For the next ten years, Ed Goss, an Auburn confectioner, was working in an Auburn shoe factory. One day, just for curiosity, he took a cent from his pocket and cut the letters "Goes" on it, and not long after used it toward paying a little bill which he owed around the corner. The other day someone came into his store, and in the change handed him for a pound of candy chips was the cent with his name upon it, which had come again into his possession after all these years. Who can tell through how many hands the lettered cent passed in its nine years circulation.—Auburn (Mass.) Gazette. One Dollar Nugget. It has just leaked out that on Wednesday, E. Getchel, a Georgetown miner, found a nugget valued at $1,000 in Divine gulch, one mile east of Georgetown. When Getchel found, he was sluicing off the ground, which had been condemned as worked out, for the purpose of filling a reservoir at the mouth of the gulch. He noticed a few colors, and followed up the lead to where he found what he supposed to be a piece of quartz, but was astonished by finding it to be gold. Its weight is 36.4 ounces. Georgetown (Colo.) Leb Big Fragment in Chaos. The last annual report of the manager of the city gas works in Bilbao, Spain, shows a profit of nearly $30,000 upon capital amounting to only $178,000 invested in plant. The average net cost of gas during the year was about thirty cents per 1,000 feet, and the average telling price was ninety-two cents. — New York Journal. The pretense of the aurora boreabs effect upon the paper which the Boston Journal is printed the other day. The paper is run dry, and it became so heavily charged with electricity that it snapped every time. — Journalist. This is the story of a clever judge. Sensitive as a fact, it's her age last season. t. "Sie," said Abdullah as he appeared with his sister, Fatima, before the judge, "perhaps you will remember the brave Abbas, who died 30 years ago. He was our father, and left both of us his property in equal portions, on which we have hitherto subsisted in common. Fatima, it is true, has been peevish and quarrelsome during the last few years, but I always gave way, as I am a lover of peace. But I have recently seen the beautiful Storied for my bride, and thought of giving her this valuable string of pearls—the most precious keep-in of my father's in my possession, for he gave to me when I was 8 years old, and it has been mine ever since. But Fatima will have it on his return from a journey that the pearls are part of our father's legacy and claims half of them as her share. She refuses to listen to my arguments and insists upon her claim—not indeed, for the sake of the pear is Oh, no. I plainly she wants to spoil my pleasure and that of my bride elect, for my sister does not like the idea of Zoraida entering the paternal house as mistress. Now, was she, give judgment. The cadi bowed his head and said; "Fatima, is the case as your brother has quite the right to be your brother?" "It is all quite correct excepting the assertion that the ring of pearls belongs to him alone. How does he mean to prove that father gave it to him? I dispute the fact and claim my share. My reason for so doing is immaterial to the question at issue." "Well, Abdullah," said the cadi, addressing the plaintiff, "have you any living witnesses of any handwriting to prove that your father gave you the property?" "That is a bad lookout," the cadi continued. "I fear three is no prospect of an amicable settlement by persuading your sister to accept a sum of money for her share." "No," she broke in. "I want half of the pearls!" "Very well," said the cadi, beckoning to his clerk. "I must have a report of the case drawn up before delivering judgment. Bay, defendant, your property?" Name la Fatima - what is your age?" Here she blushed, hesitated, tried more than once to speak, but never uttered a syllable. "How old are you?" the cadi repeated. "Speak!" At last, she replied in faltering tones: "Roally," said the judge, with an ironic smile. "I hereby award the whole string of paper to Abdullah alone. Take them, plaintiff, and go your way in peace! Fatima is not your star, for Allah died 50 years ago, and he is only 28!"— Fliegende Blatter. The very tint America, the very first, was ordered by the original Virginia company in the year 1815, only five years after the founding of Jamaica. Three coins were minted at Bornera islands, now known as the Bermudas. For a period of more than a quarter of a century after this, however, tobacco and beaver skill were reckoned as lawful currency, in 1645 the Virginia met and declared that it "had merely weighed and considered how advantageous a quorum (coin) would be to this colony, and how much better it would be than a sole dependency upon tobacco and pelts." After this, they provided for the coinage of copper coins of the denominations of 3 pence, 3 pence, and 4 pence denominations. The first coinage in America was the series of coins "struck" under the order of the general court of Massachusetts, passed May 27, 1632, the coins being 3.6 and 12 pence denominations. tions, "In forme list and stamped on one side with the letters 'N. K.' and on the other the value of the piece."—St. Louis Republic. Colas. Heat coinage that can properly be of 6 pence and 3 ICS proper Boston at A Deathtrap Far Files. "Come inside a minute," said a Fourth Avenue dealer in pianos yesterday afternoon. "I have discovered the greatest flytrap on earth, and I want to show it to you." He had the way to an instrument at the rear of the store, and which was a newspaper. On the paper had been placed a bunch of sweet peas. At least a thousand dead films were lying on the paper in the immediate vicinity of the store. "I threw the bare by chance," he continued, "and in about 10 minutes I happened to notice that every fly that alighted on the flowers died in a very short time." Even as he spoke a number of instances which had stopped to suck the deadly sweat had toppled over dead. They alighted with their usual buzz, stopped momentarily, quivered in their legs, flapped their wings weekly, several times. —Louisville Courier-Journal. and then gave up the ghost. Mirrors Ban Bums Used Many Van. Ladies will be interested as to the subject of mirrors, and the first record concerning them dates back to the days of the venerable Moses, and they were made of brass. When the Spaniards landed in South America, they found mirrors of polished black stone in the among the ancient in the fifteenth century, the finest glow mirrors were made in Germany by a blowpipe and were convex. The first manufactory of glass mirrors for sale was established in Venice early in the sixteenth century in and The reign of James I men, woman children wore looking gleamingly, the man as brooch or ornament in their hate and the woman at their girdle or on their bosom — Washington Bear. Blaskkrd Days. Jan. 80 and 81 and Feb. 1 are famous at Constantinople, Brescia and Skog the Danube and the Rhin, the "blackbird days." A curious legend says that the originally all species of grass (blackbirds) were white, and that they became black because during the three days mentioned above were said that all the birds in Europe took refuge in the chimneys. At Breed's, Mr. Swaine says, the three days are celebrated with a feast called "the feast of the transfiguration of the bird."—Philadelphia An early love affair of Princess Bismarck's has been unearthed by a Tyrolean traveler. When the chancellor was still a fiery junk or, he often visited the little watering places of the city, he was at last forced to leave with his daughter, the daughter of the humble attendant at the springs. The wedding was given to a large number of people, including the president of the lodge, and the president of the lodge. The procession of rowboats moving rapidly about Lake Merritt, Oakland, a few weeks ago was observed with intense interest by a few people who had watched with eagerness the movements of one of the men in the leading boat. This boat was fitted with paddles, the rapid rotation of which urged the boat rapidly through the ripples and drew swiftly the seven other boats in tow. The boating excursion was no pleasure party, but a private exhibition of a motor which, if able to accomplish one tenth of what is said of it, is the most powerful application of electrical energy devised. Charles Seihender is the man who directed the movements of the leading boat, and he is the discoverer of the chemical combination that produces marvelous results. The process, the materials, the manner of combination, are secrets closely held, for no patent has been issued. To a very few people has any information of the discovery or invention been communicated, and these people must be losing sleep contemplating the marvels which the young inventor claims for his motive power. Bellender is a modest mechanical, quiet, and industrious, who is employed by the Southern Pacific company as an extra engineer of locomotive engines. The outward appearance of his apparatus is simple. His chemical compound is incased in airtight copper vacuum bulb, for it explodes on exposure to the atmosphere. Attached to the copper receptacle are wires through which the electricity is fed as on supply wires of other electrical systems. The discovery is the generating materials and their imprisonment. One of these vacuum bulbs is no larger than a walnut. Yet with this infinitesimally small generator, he is said to have sent the light row boats dancing over the surface of Lake Merritt as though they were shells moved by a Cambridge crew. The inventor recently told a friend that for three weeks he had supplied constant power from his tiny generator to move a toy boat in a pond in his backyard and the battery showed no signs of weakening. To the same friend, he said that he regards his invention or discovery as the nearest approach to perpetual motion yet attained. —San Francisco Examiner. Canalization in a Western City A horrible discovery has been made in the mountains of Smith Dakota, about ten miles from the border, which indicates that a party of lost people have been driven to the dire extremity of feeding upon each other. In a deep canyon, where the camp was sheltered from the storms, there were found the remains of a camp, and at the fire, in the ashes, were several bones and pieces of a human body which had been cooked and partly eaten. There had evidently been five or six in the party and three of them had been killed to furnish food for the others, for there were three skulls found, and from their size it is evident that all of them were those of women or children, for they were much smaller than the skull of a man. The bones of the legs and arms were found, and to one leg bone there was still a quantity of cooked flesh hanging. The survivors had evidently got some other meat and left the undevoured part of the last victim in the fire, with the intention of burning it up, but the fire was put out by a storm and discovery thus made possible. It is believed that the party originally consisted of two men, two women and a boy, and that they passed through this place last fall on their way to the west. If such was the case the men have sacrificed their companions in the attempt at self-preservation and are now alive. It is understood that the authorities of South Dakota will make a searching investigation and see if they can find out the survivors of the terrible deed.—Gor. Philadelphia Press. Fifty Tows of Dynamite on Board. The steamer Al-Ki is lying at the wharf at Port Townsend waiting for the steamer Empire from San Francisco, which will have fifty tons of dynamite. The Al-Ki has a special permit from the postmaster general to carry this dynamite to Juneau, Alaska, and will carry no passengers on this trip. A protest has been sent to Washington against permitting the Al-Ki to carry mail on the trip with dynamite, but no answer has yet been received. Harbor Master Jones has instructed the chief of police to prevent the transfer of the cargo of dynamite from the steamer Empire to the Al-Ki at the wharf. Jones says the safety of the city demands that the cargo be transferred out in the bay, at a proper distance from shore. —Cor. Beattie Post-Intelligencer. A meeting of the central committee for the reaction of a monument to Primes Bismarck was held recently under the presidency of Herr von Levetsow, president of the Reichstag, at which it was decided to invest the whole of the contributions, amounting to over 1,014,438 marks, in the new imperial 8 percent loan. It was also resolved not to select the site or invite artists to send in designs until the question of the site of the monument to be erected in honor of the Emperor William has been settled. —London News. The Cleveland coffin trust has been reorganized and price are to be advanced 80 percent Sarah Bernhardt's fad of having her coffin made to order and penitentiary equipment, which found many followers since this notice of advance rates, and coffins are taking the place of the old-fashioned eight-day clocks in the halls of the fashionables. Of course there is no quMtiou of omy In thia—Exchange opened from negro living three miles attached by a coach whip afbre day and bad to taka lag boll. Rol THE LEGEND OF EVIL. Tills Is lb. sorrowful story Told wh.u Ih. twilight falls. And th, monkeys walk tofetU» Holding tsrh other's tails: "llur fathers lived In th. forest; Fuollsli people were they. They went down to the eornltuid To trarh the fanners to play. "Our fathers frisked In the millet, Our fathers .kipped In the wheal. Our father* hung In the branches. Our fat her* danced In the str e e t. "Then came the terrible fanner*. Nothing of play they knew. Only they caught our father* And eel them to labur tool "Set them to work In the rorutand. With plow sand sick If- and Its Us; Put them in mudwalled prisons And rul off their tmautlful tails! "Now we can watch onr fathers, Hulleii ami bowed and old, fituoplng over llie millet, Htirrlng the silly mold "Driving a foolish furrow. Mending a muddy yoke. Bleeping In mndwalled prisons, Steeping I heir food In smoke. "We may not speak to oar fathers, For If the farmers knew They would come up to tlie formt And eat u* to labor too!" ly on This Is the horrible story Told as the twilight falls. As the mon bays walk together Holding each other'» teile. Itudyard Kipling. Two at rang* Brothers. It had alwaye lieen the habit in the Ward family tf two relatives differed strongly to arrange not to be on speaking terms. Dr. William G. Ward was once asked how much he had known of his fa ther's first cousin, Bir Henry Ward. He replied quite gravely; "I only saw him twice—once as a boy, when he came to see my father, and then again I had an Interview with him about a matter of busineoH soon after I came into my prop erty. We arranged at the end of it not to be on speaking terms," quite a super fions arrangement, as Bir Henry Ward lived at that time in Ceylon, of which he was governor, and in fact never came again to England for a prolonged visit. Dr. Ward and his brother Henry had been estranged for a year or ao, and one night they met at the Havmarket thea ter. Each of them had for the moment quite forgotten the qnarrel, and friendly greetings passed, and they had a talk about the play. Next morning came a letter from Henry Ward: Dear William—I n the hurry of the mo ment tonight I quite forgot that we tied ar ranged to meet sa *t rangera, and I write this. lert you should misunderstand ma, tossy that I think we had batter adhere to ourarrenge remsin, dear William, your nffec llkKHV Wahd. meat, and llunate brother. Dr. Ward replied: Dkau Hmht-I, loo, tuui (orgotlFo oar ar nuifemoiit. 1 «irre* with you th*t we had b»t UrkMp lolt,»od I remain your affect lunate W. O. Ward. brotlier, —Ban Francisco Argonaut. le of Liberty. The idea embodied in American institutions is the most radical that ever took the concrete shape of legislation. We may say, without being charged with a boastful spirit, that we have on the whole the best government on the planet. That is to say, the government which offers the largest opportunities and produces the greatest amount of contentment and prosperity. It is a good thing for 100,000 of our citizens to visit Europe every summer in order to compare the condition of affairs abroad with that enjoyed at home. And it is safe to assert that no man can travel in England or Germany or Russia or Italy without reaching the proud conclusion that the American flag represents popular rights and a more advanced political economy than any other strip of hunting that floats in the trees. The tourist who reaches Handy Hook after a three or six months' journey in foreign lands without having his pulse jump into the nineties ought to have been born in Nova Zembla or Timbukoo. —New York Telegram. In that harmony means erudition, and the erudition of so abstruse a nature as to lie quite beyond the reach of the every day, child and to be reserved for the later years after he is grown up, if undertaken at all, and then chiefly when the youth or maiden has what is called "talent." Ah, the much abused word! How gladly would all artists banish it from the vocabulary and from the ears of the American child! Harmony is only grammar, and grammar of such an entertaining kind that if rightly presented it is fascinating, and of a nature so essential that the musical nonpossemor of it, young or old, is crippled. —Harper's Bazaar. There is a popular fallacy among par excellence. Walter Twenty Years For a Molasses. A bit of pare and harmless mischief at recitation at Yale was the device of a member of the class of 1873, who introduced at recitation a turtle covered by a newspaper pasted on the shell. The tutor had too much pride to come down from his perch and solve the mystery of the newspaper's circulation, but 50 years after, meeting a member of the class, his first and abrupt question was, "Mr. W., what made that paper mover—New Haven Cor. New York Post. The gold mines of Pern were to rich that Atchnallpa, to buy his ransom. Ailed a room 33 by 17 feet to a height of 3 feet with golden v. They produced $13,480,710 of gold. The Yer-idee, a peculiar Turkish sect, cut off the head of any one who inadvertently speaks the word "devil," "tent" or anything with a similar mean. When melted, it is a time-honored custom in Quincy, Fla., to salute a newly married couple by firing a cannon. This is to remind them that the battle of life has fairly begun. When Maha Mougkut, father of the great king of Siam, died in 1888, his wife was embalmed and left sitting in state for nearly a year and a half. It is said that a pinch of salt placed on tongue and allowed to dissolve slowly is helpful in the sick headache. French Women Journalist. Paris—Their Work and Managers. The newspaper women of France are comparatively few. They are constantly accused of a total lack of the critical faculty and of a want of perception of the ridiculous. Furthermore, their ideas on ethics and philosophy are said to be "stale." Nevertheless, it is true that their contributions to magazines and periodicals are impatiently awaited and widely read, after which many of the masculine writers go into mental convulsions and tear their vocabularies in tatters in trying to prove that these feminine effusions were worse than worthless. The women who, in spite of this, persist in writing do not have sinecures. Not long ago at a celebrated criminal trial a woman journalist presented herself at the court as the judiciary reporter leading morning newspaper in Paris. The police are said to have been aghast when Mme. Severine drew forth her pad and pencil and demanded admission to the press tables. The guards were somewhat taken aback, and, with a deplorable lack of French chivalry, wanted to turn her away. But, by wit or wit of some sort, she gained her point and cleared a pathway for all women reporters who shall come after her. Mine. Elmond Adam is another woman journalist, perhaps the leading one in Paris. She is a politician, author and editor. She has been honored by the municipality of Paris in having her name given to one of the streets of the capital, an honor rarely bestowed on a person during his lifetime. It isn't much of a street, to be sure, the Roe Juliette Lam of a bar but it is young and may grow someday. Under Napoleon III, Mina. Adam had a salon in opposition to the imperial government, and there she reigned. She was young and handsome then, with soft, pretty hair and bright blue eyes. She was an intense republican and a great friend of Garibaldi. At the close of the Franco-Prussian war, the had no other in France to particularly oppose, so she saluted Bismarck. Such phrases as these have been attributed to her: "Bismarck and the French" "Bismarck was to have been overthrown by me!" "At last the ear condescends to follow my political views!" She is a good speaker and can talk on almost any subject. Her dinners are decidedly interesting. One-fourth of her guests are usually officers of the French army, another fourth is composed of political men, and the others are artists and literary people. The dinners are usually followed by receptions, which are attended by cabinet ministers, deputies, senators, diplomats and journalists. There are, except on special occasions, Mme. Severine is both more valiant and more sentimental than Mme. Adam. . Beverine, as the is familiarly called, if a well-known figure in Paris. She has been nicknamed Mara zelle Gavroche and Jenny L'Onvrirre, and although she is much given to literary works of tear, she writes vigorously and well. She has her own particular conceptions of good and evil. Beverine imbibes her political views from The Critique de Peuple (The Votes of the People), and Mme. Adam drinks of the fountain of La République Française, founded by Gambetta. Beverine ambition is to secure the abolition of the Pépulle. It is a curious figure in the newspaper world. She frequently places the prefect of police, and is remarkable for the dispense. "Good," she said, is represented by the prefect of police, and the gendarmes, but never by the prisoners. Gyp is another woman journalist, but her name—Mme. de Martel—Is better known in connection with novels on Parisian high life and as author of a low comedies. She is a noted contributor, in a very light vein, to that lively publication, La Vie Parisienne. Gyp is popular, and, besides being a writer of great talent, paints with success. Perhaps the most successful newspaper women in Paris are those who write about the thing they know best—fashions. But men are encroaching some way upon this territory, and altogether, woman's place in French journalism is not all that could be desired.—New York Times. Why is it that a woman can struggle until she is tired in the face and worn out both in temper and body by a window in a railroad train in her vain endeavors to close or open it when all that a man has to do is to walk up and go over exactly the same line of action that she has already exhausted, and down comes the refractory window in a jiffy? It is a most humiliating fact, but a very true one nevertheless, that not five women out of a dozen ever succeed in arranging a window to their satisfaction. They fall and go until they are embarrassed, and finally, in a pleading manner, look around at some slip of a man, who, without any nonsense, brings about the desired effect, while the woman looks on in all manner wonder at his marvelous skill and dexterity. -Philadelphia Times. Birds Enjoy a Forester Bath. A friend reports a pretty incident. During the hot, dry weather tbs birds about her house wen apparently mach in need of bathing places, and tha lady of discovered that every day whaa aba went oat to water her flowers a little bird hovered «boat aa If he wanted something. Pr.--H-i.tiy he revealed what h* did want by gettingnuderthesprlnk ling of the water pot or beneath tba dripping plante, and fluffing his feathers in this shower bath juzt as ba would in plainly enjoying it In highest degree. He began to wetch tbe daily coming of tbe lady to Wl ber plante and gave himself up to Ms bath with gay --- script a pool, and in Lev* Is Un Ferwver M*r*. Fanny—He said be loved um« 1nmpb That e e'er love that could tri Nanny— Y« ba govt wife, I gap ■: a. 