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Washing Flannels.

Immerse in cold water in which is
little borax. Leave the article soaking
awhile; repeat the process, rinsing each
time in the cold water. If very much
soiled, a slight lather of soap may be
made in the first water; or soap may be
rubbed upon spots. Do not wiring more
than is absolutely needful, but ''souse"
instead. All mothers who know how
difficult it is to keep the flannel skirts
of infants, which are so often wet, soft,
will never try any other way if they try
this. This same process, using small
portion of soap-tree bark, will restore
almost any woolen gown, white or
colored. There is reason in this. Manu-
facturers of woolens have the raw ma
terials washed in cold, not hot or warm
water, and know full well that only in
this way can they get the softness of
the fleece.
Much, however, of the success of the
method in home use, depends upon the
ease with which they keep the same
temperature. Doubtless, if the same
degree could be maintained through
washing and rinsing, there would be
the same result. This is practically
impossible, however, while the changes
are fatal to the wool fabric.-Ladies'
Home journal.
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tently studying and the matter passed

tently studying and the matter passed
without comment.
''It's coming" said Want that night,
"and my advice is to nip the thing in
the bud. Of course you must take the
initiative. Have you the kidney to
tackle one of the gang?"
"Wait and see," was my response,
and l dreamed of nothing but Donny-
brook fair scenes that night.
Next day was hearing class of be-
gipners in algebra, for there were some
bright minds in that singular aggrega-
tion. Another lump of coal struck the
wall as I was using an old-fashioncd
hickory pointer as an aid in explana-
tion. l did not turn my head, but a
minute later whirled around just in
time to see Henderson, the Five Pointer,
with his arm drawn back to throw.
was beside him in few quick jumps
and laying on the stripes without special
regard to where they fell. Henderson
sprang for the heavy poker that lay
near, but l reversed the pointer swung
with the heavy end and knocked him
senseless. On came Werner but Want
met him and in a few seconds the trim
private orderly was giving the big bully
and leader of the gang more punish
ment than he ever had before. He
yelled for his allies and it was growing
painfully warm when heard whoop,
saw red streak and some bosom of de.
struction was cracking heads right and
left. 1t was my freckled-faced Cir,
making good her pledge of loyalty. She
was simply irresistible. 1t was no
broom that she welded, but one of
those old.time floor mops, saturated
with water and weighing twenty -four
ounces to the pound. We routed the
enemy with an awful rout. Those who
could not run out we dragged out. The
door was locked, the debris removed
and we fright along keeping sclsool.
The directors were SO delighted that
they raised my wages, and no higher
tribute could come from those Tight
listed tillers of the soil. Henderson
came back, made an awkward apology,
Werner followed his example, and no
better behaved boys could be desired.
But how strange the mutations of
time. Werner is a wealthy man and
influential politician. Henderson runs
saloon and has long been trying to
drink up all OF his own stock. Want
blackburn is a poor, discouraged farmer.
The fiery-haired wielder of the mop is
the wife of wealthy banker, and T.
have finished my story.-Detroit Free
Press.
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A BoTHERsoME BUSINESS.

Oh! this being in love Is q bothersome busi-
Il just keeps one in torment from morning till
night.
Tho quarrel with Jack every minute I m with
him,
I'm wretched whenever he's out Of my sight.
His name, tho prosaic, 1t has but to be men
And my heart gives jump, and-I'd perish
before
I would own UP to hint stands still while I
listen
For his step on the walk or his ring at the
door.
can settle to nothing-to reading nor sewing
just for thinking Of Jack. don't fiirt any
more
Not because it is wrong, but because the plain
truth is
What once was a pastime is now but bore.
For the rest Of mankind, tho they all were
Apollos,
I've 10 eyes and no ears, Cor, alas and alackl
When wemans in love the whole universe
centers
In some commonplace fellow like honest old
Jack
For it's fact-and know it-that Jack is no
hero:
He's about as unlike d the knights of ro
That I've read Of or dreamed Of as any man 60
ing.
How twas that he came my girls soul to en-.
trance
I can't tell; suppose, tho, that shy rascal Gu
pid
Just for spite pulls the wool over each WON.
ans eyes
AT least once in her life and an ev'ryday mortal
Looks to her-for awhile-like god in dis.
guiSe.
The last man in the world to set up for an idol,
You'd say, was my Jack. How it all came
about
Is marvel to me, who at love and at lovers
Have so long found it easy to fleet and to
hout
I pretend to be cold, and I'm high and I'm
mighty
With poor Jack, when at heart I'm as meek
as dove;
But oh! does 1t most gladden. or saddcn, OF
madden
A proud woman to find that at last she's in
lover
Boston Globe.
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PERSONAL AND lMPERSONAt.


There is man living In Calhoun.
Ga, seventy years old, who boasts that
he never wore a pair of boots, bought a
suit of clothes, white shirt or any store
clothes in his life, or wore collar or
necktie.
Gertrude Souine, pretty girl OF
eighteen years who lives in town in
AIroostook county Maine, has never
been known to laugh or even to smile.
While intelligent in other matters, she
apparently cannot understand joke,
and is unmoved by the keenest witt
cisms
The duke of Connaught is the first
royal duke to become director in a
dlvidend-paying company. 1t is the
Church School company Qimited), and
although it's business is semi-philan-
thropic, it declares dividends, and the
: duke OF Connaught's election was held
up by the dean of st. Pauls, who is
also director, as a promise of larger
dividends and further subscriptions.
An English newspaper says that a
church bellringer was ringing the bells,
when one of the heavy weights swung
over and he was pulled up to a consid-
cradle height by the rope He lost his
grip and fell on his head on the stone
floor of the belfry. He arose and walked
home. The man had been an epileptic,
suffering frequent attacks, but since the
fall in the belfry he has not had any at
tack of epilepsy.
Clara Louise Kellogg tells story
In which her mother, herself and the
dowager duchess of Somerset figure
The singer and her mother were dining
with that august lady, when the duchess
calmly poured her tea into her saucer,
slipped it with great enjoyment and re-
marked: "Now, ladies, do not think this
is rude, for 1 have just come from the
queen. and l saw her do it. Let us
emulate the queen. Whereupon they
all drank their tea from their saucers.
The late Mr. Spnrgeon visited Nor
wood cemetery on one occasion with Mr..
McMaster, who went to choose spot
for family vault. Mr.. Spurgeon sug-
gested site, but Mr. McMaster object
cd that it was too prominent. %''No,"
Mr.. Spurgeon said, lit will just do for
YOU" The spot was agreed upon, and
then Mr.. Spurgeon, turning to the
superintendent of the cemetery, said:
snow, have you decent corner where
you could put Spurgeon some day." A
corner was pointed out and Mr.. Spur
geon said: "That will do
Cheshire owns the stupidest man in
the kingdom. He is farm hand, and
was engaged to plough ten-acre field.
Wishing him to make straight furrow,
his employer direced his attention to a
COW grazing right opposite, telling him
to drive directly toward the COW. He
started his horses, and his employers
attention was drawn to something else;
but in short time, on looking round,
he found that the COW had left her
place, while the sagacious plowman
was following her, drawing zigzag
fnrrow all over the field.-English Farm
and Home.
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wealth to duplicate my original expert
ence. 1t was in the time when the
pedagogue boarded around in the
"deestrict," and barring the teacher
out was among the most cherished
privileges Of young America. 1 was
young, rather inclined to think that life
was worth living only for the fun to be
extracted from it, and became q rural
Instructor only because parental
authority thought the attendant ex-
perience would tend to cure the mis-
chief and frivolity which seemed to
predominate in my makeup. My fa-
ther secured position for me and |
passed an examination that was easier
than the catechism. Wise counsels
were dinned into my ears, and accom-
panying them was an intimation that
had pretty difficult lot of scholars to
deal with. This did not bother me so
much as the fact that must be seclud-
ed from the outer world and it's en-
chantments with which l had been so
enamored.
had sympathetic brothers, for we
were big family of boys, and while
enlivening existence with occasional
quarrels, we always stood by each
other as against the rest of the world
On the morning of my departure 1 was
full OF troubles and half inclined to cut
loose from home restraints in the in
terest of the army, navy or develop
ment OF mineral interests in the far
west. In the first place, nv clothes
did not fit. This is not a resort to
modern slang, but the candid state
ment of solemn truth. My fathers
idea OF developing boys was to make
them thoroughly independent and un-
hampered by conventionalities. So I
was not dressed in accordance with any
suggestions of fashion, but after plans
and specifications original with the
head OF the household. The coat 1
wore was first donned on the occasion
OF a wealthy aunt's wedding. At the
time OF that somewhat gorgeous event
kept in the background as much as
possible, but even then could hear oc-
casional expressions of curiosity as to
who cut that coat?" 1t was too long.
too big around and without any claim
to popular Endorsement. The rest of the
outfit was in harmony with the coat.
TO obviate the humiliation which l
thought must attach to such make
up had anticipated my salary and in
vested in stunning suit of fine cloth
and excrutiatingly broad measure bind
ing. This was slowed underneath a
pile OF books in an old satchel in which
was to carry my possessions to an un-
tried field of labor. But when went
to hitching horse to the buggy pre-
paratory to making start those fa-
therly ideas Of STURDY independence
again obtruded themselves. l must
walk. The best men in the history Of
the country had started out with no
aids save their own talents and their
lndomitab,e will. The first stages
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How the Imperial Diamond was Named.
Ii is stated that the queen of Hol-
land, now queen regent, was present
when the first facet of the imperial dia-
mond was cut. The circumstances un-
der which the stone received the name
OF imperial were the following: 1t was
exhibited by request to the queen and
the prince of Wales, who happened to
be present, on seeing it exclaimed: "It
is an imperial diamond" The owners
of the stone bestowed that title upon
it, ny which, no doubt, it will always
be known. The imperial diamond was
prominently exhibited at the Paris ex-
hibition, where special measures were
taken for its safe custody, as, for in
stance, the table on which it was
placed being lowered into the ground
at night and protected by an iron door.
Jewellers Circular.
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CHURCH DIRECTORY.

Our LADY OF THE GULF CnuRCn--
Catholic-Sundays, first mass am;
high mass 10 am. Evening service at
4:30 pm. On week days mass at 6:30
am. Rev. Henry Leduc, pastor; Rev.
Father Alphonse, assistant pastor.
METHODIST EPISCOPAL CHURCH, SoUri
Pr eaching second and fourth Sunday q
In each month at II am. and 7:30 D. M.
Sunday-school at $3.50 am. Prayer meet
Ing evening Wednesday at o'clock
Seats free. Rev. W. G. Forsy the, pastor.
CHRIST EPISCOPAL CHuRclI-Preach-
Ing every second and fourth Sunday
morning at II am. Sunday-school at
$3.50 I'M. The public is cordially invited
TO attend. Rev. Nelson Ayres, pastor.
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Ribbon For Dress skirts.

A ruche of rich satin ribbon about
three inches wide, shirred through the
center and forming thus double frill,
or one thickly plated, is seton the edge
of dress skirts as a finish in place of the
long-popular feather and fur bands.
The ribbon ruche is much lighter than
the double silk or fringed ruche and it
requires no hemming or other finish. 1t
is used by many dressmal1ers, and is put
upon the hens OF gowns of cashmere,
faille, striped satin, fowered silk and
many fancy toilets of foulard, crepal'ne
and kurah.-N. Y. Post.
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Deceived by Appearances.

The most experienced judge Of hu-
man nature now and then finds himself
mistaken. Principal Smith of the c.
school is considered one of the wisest
and kindest of teachers, but watchful-
ness and incessant vigilance are apt to
make him oversuspicious at times. In
the geography class the other day his
eye fell upon boy whom he thought
was eating candy.
Jack" said the principal, sternly,
''take that piece of candy out of your
mouth. Immediately, sir!'' 70 the
teachers establishment. litter and
giggle went around the room among the
scholars, as poor Jack blurted out:
II can't, sir; it's gumboiL. DE.
troit Free Press.
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NEARLY BURIED ALIVE.
The Awful Experience Undergone by an
Indiana Farmer.

The Awful Experience Undergone by an
Indiana Farmer.
In June, 1858, George Wellington, an
Indiana farmer fell into a trance
which came near being the cause Of his
meeting a horrible death by being
buried alive. Of course he was sup
posed to be dead, and the doctor who
was called to make the examination so
declared. But as Wellington had re-
tired in perfect health the night before
there were those among the neighbo
and friends who strongly objected to
any undue hastein putting the remains
OF the popular farmer under ground
Finally, however, arrangements for
the burial were all completed and the
supposed corpse loaded into q
hearse. After the remains had been
deposited in the wagon of death, and
before the procession had left the house
a runaway team collided with the
hearse and unceremoniously dumped
the coffin out upon the hard ground.
This broke the trance, and the thor
oughly frightened Wellington yelled:
For Gods sake let me out of thisr'
What happened prior to this lucky ac-
cident is related in the farmers own
words as follows: II retired in nv
usual health, but noticed that / did not
fall asleep until after midnight. When
awoke the clock was striking five. l
made a movement to get out of bed
but, to my amazement, could stir
neither hand nor foot. l had full use
OF my ears, but could not open my eyes,
argued at first that l was not vet
wide awake, but when my wife shook
me and called me by name and l could
not respond by moving even an eye
lid, became satisfied that l was
In trance My mind was never
clearer and my hearing was pain
fully acute. l made effort after effort
to throw off the weight that seemed
holding me down, but it was not until
after the doctor had pronounced me
dead that felt any real alarm. Up to
that time it had seemed as If l could
soon get rid OF the weight. Had gun
been fired in the room / am sure the
spell would have been broken, but af.
ter the doctors ultimatum I felt sure
that was to be buried alive. Horrible
thought! 1t was all of sudden that it
flashed across my mind, but it troubled
me more than ] can tell. AS / had
never died before, how was I to know
the sensation? Could the dead hear and
think? Was the mind of corpse in ac-
tive operation when preparations were
being made to bury it forever? These
were problems which could not solve,
and the agony they caused me will
never be known."-St. Louis Republic.
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BAY ST. LOUIS, MISS, SATURDAY, JUNE 4, 1892.
toward greatness were not to be taken

toward greatness were not to be taken
with horse and buggy.
OF course, was bluer than a bound
boy at husking, but read good deal
In the sly wink brother Cash gave me
as l started across the orchard to short
en- the siX-miles trip ahead of me. A
half-mile walk took me around curve
into the woods, and there I sat on an
old moss-grown log, wondering with
the perspicuity of youth whether was
an adopted son or a natural offspring,
thus to be treated. Soon there came
the sound of rapidly-approaching
wheels, and around the corner whirled
Cash at terrific rate of speed, using
the whip and holding the lines like a
first-class jockey in close finish.
We found the schoolhouse, dingy,
somewhat out of plumb and somewhat
disfigured by coal shed in the rear
that suggested the cooked hat of glo-
riously drunken man, while there was
a knotty conundrum in the query as to
whether the shed was leaning on the
schoolhouse or the schoolhouse on the
shed.
Cash simply deposited the grip and
myself, told me to keep stiff upper lip,
and sped for home. found the school
house unlocked, walked in, and there
stood veritable Amazon with sleeves
rolled to her arm pits, skirts pinned up,
her red hair disheveled and her freckled
face alive with urosity.
'Be you the new school -teacher?''
she inquired, by way of salutation.
'Tliat's the information 1 have from
the directors and I've come down to
look the thing over" was my reply.
Better go back. You can't teach
this school. We've throwed two teach
ers out this fall. Pshaw! No little
feller like you can't boss them big boys.
First thing you know they'll kick up a
row, you'll get licked and school will be
busted again"
Don't You young people care to learn
auything?"
"Some of lis do, but them big fellers
is bad lot. Think it smart to clean
out school and have nuthin' to do"
well, am glad was so fortunate
to meet lady in the outset who was
thought1ut enough to tell me all this.
am certainly under obligations to you.
! wish all the scholars would show a
like friendly disposition"
That brought her down with flutter.
She fastened to readjust that intensely
auburn hair, the skirts were deftly re-
lieved of pins and her face carried the
tell-tale evidence of good heart.
"You talk better than them other
teachers we had. They just blowed
and clustered and didn't have no spunk
Are You spunky?"
mot in the sense of being ugly. I'm
naturally of very friendly disposition,
but l rather think 1 will teach this
school for the time agreed upon"
That's the ticket, and I'm upon your
side, too. l kin help you some," and
she looked at a pair of arms that sug.
gested terrific action in promiscuous
row. "And I'll tell you, look out 70,
that Werner gang. Tom Werner and
Billy Henderson, he's boy from the
Five Points that one of our neighbors is
raisin', are awful. The best way would
be to kill 'em the first day. They're
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1T WAS MY FREcKLED-FAcED GIRL.


over there at the brewery half the time
and If you're askeert of them you might
as we'll quit afore you start"
After leaving my newly-acquired ally,
| went to the place was to board and
lodge for the first week. At dinner two
pretty girls first attracted my attention,
but soon | was in conversation with as
handsome young fellow as one often
sees. He was tall, strong, wide-awake,
had coal-black, curly hair, eyes to
match, clean-cut features and a fearless
look. He had been Gen. Kilpatrick's
private orderly in the army, and as a
mere boy had won credit and favorable
notice for some daring volunteer work
IN the carrying of important messages.
Want Blackburn was his name, and in
two or three hours stroll we became
well acquainted. He was studying at
home, intended to fit himself for a pro.
feselon and had little in common with
the young men in the neighborhood. /
was farther advanced than he and fin
ally induced him to become one of nv
scholars. I concede some selfishness on
my part in this arrangement, for I was
convinced that the red-haired girl and
myself could not control the scholars in
the event of trouble.
School opened the next day, and I
never looked over more motley as
semblage. The first day passed off
fairly well, as was trying to condense
that houseful. of irreconeilables into
such number of classes as would per-
NIT my giving all at least chance a
day. Once while was at the black
board a small lump of coal whizzed
past my head and struck the wall. 1
turned quickly, but everyone was in
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Street Garments.

AS soon as heavy wraps are put of
there will be in readiness any number
OF neat and elegant spring garments,
and among them the three-quarter
capes of soft corded silk. made with
velvet yokes and collars, and lined with
thin silk in paler or pretty contrasting
color. The weight of these garments
will be inconsiderable, owing to the
nature OF their material. Inferior silk.
either for the outside or the lining,
should be avoided, for a pretentious
article or garment, which is novel, see
ing it attracts attention, would appear
to compel first-rate material and work.
mahship. Among these capes is one Of
black silk lined with mauve and an
other OF moss green with velvet yoke
collar and pale-yellow lining.-N Y.
Post.
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INSPIRATIONS OF EAsTERTIpE..
Denominational Boundaries Elfaced by the
Wave of Joy.

Denominational Boundaries Effaced by tho
Wave of Joy.
Insiring to every heart is the thought
Of all this Easter joy. Apart from all
reasonings on the stupendous event of
eighteen hundred years ago, who can
fail to be impressed and moved by the
praises which are circling the globe to.
day? Millions are joining in the mighty
wave OF halleluiahs, in which all ages,
all conditions, all nationalities, all diff.
fering sects become one.
Even nature at this season is praisinp
God.
What an army of pilgrims are stand
ing in thought and worship around that
empty sepulcher in the garden of Jo-
seph of Arimathea. Easter garlands
cover from sight all denominations
lines, and Protestant, Greek and Ro-
man bow side by side, one theme>the
burden of all hearts: "He is risen"
Precious story! Never SO precious as
on this Easter Sabbath, when with
millions of believers we catch again
the "All hail' of the Master and we
open our hearts for the incoming Of
that my peace I give unto YOU" We
bring earth's sweetest flowers, we
bring the grateful praises of our lips,
we bring the deepest love of our hearts,
and we lay them all, the richest we
have, on the altar of our worship to
Him who was dead, but is alive forever
more
Infidelity cannot overt hrow the stu
pendous claim of the Christian church,
nor with all her ridicule and shallow
reasoning can she stop the Easter
anthem, which began with one voice,
Mary Magdalene's, and has been swell.
ing with the rolling years, a fuller,
grander chorus, as the church has been
marching forward through conflict and
blood, sustained and inspired by her
risen and glorified leader and king. -
Rev. Abbott E. Kittredge. in N. Y.
Herald
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The point of the following story
lies in the important part which the
'threepenny bit" plays in church col
lections in England. Canon Black was
having a friendly game of pool at the
'squire's, and one of his opponents was
Wigsby, the barrister. The canon lost
a ''life," and took from his pocket a
threepenny piece to pay for it, which
he placed on the edge of the table.
"Oh," said Wigsby, II see, canon, yos
have had your finger in the plater
The canon drew himself up to his full
height Ia good six teet), and, looking
the man of law full in the face. said
"l'm surprised that you, Mr.. Wigsby,
in the presence of this respectable COM
pany, have the audacity to recognize
your own paltry contribution!'