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La correspondencia de Puerto Rico. (San Juan, P.R.) 1890-1943, 1893-03-20
Nos escriben de hamacao.

El domingo 26 del actual tendrS lugar en-
este pueblo Ia jura de bandera de los nuevos vo-'
luntarios que han ingresado en- el Cuerpo cuyo
efecto el inteligente m1sico mayor don Limo Rem
don hacs ensayar la pieza titulada Batalla de los
Castillejos otras de merito, para la retreta que
SO veri6cara en- la noche del 'dicho dia 26 que
tambien habra fuegos artifciales. Los volunta-
rios de los pueblos comarcanos asistiran al acto"
Dicen de San German que allf muy aplau-
dida la conducta de los . flores Mendizabal
Santisteban entire tirios troyanos Sc decfa en-
aquella ciudad que habia llegado allf una clrcu-
lar del senior Ubarri recomendando apoyaran lA
conducts del Comite Central con motive de las
excomuniones lanzadas por ell mismo.
Esta mafana ha habido correderas cierra
puertas en- Cangrejos Un buey que Sc solt6 re-
corrfa e barrio embistiendo los que encontraba
dicen, q. mujer que Sc yl6 en- peligro, capped
al toro con su pahoon para 'ograr prlvarse de
una embestida.
II HINAA 49, u
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The Aquarium.

The little old-fashioned globes for
goldfish are disappearing, and so are
the tanks made of window-glass ce-
mented into a zinc or iron frame. The
modern aquarium is cubical in form,
and is made of a single piece of glass,
without joints or metal with about one
fish to each half gallon. The bottom
is covered with pebbles and sand to a
depth of an inch and a half, and in it
are rooted wa~ter-plants that not only
add to the beauty of the aquarium but
absorb impurities and keep the water
clear. If plants enough are used it is
sufficient to add a cupful of water once
a week to replace what has evaporated.
II there are not plants enough the fish
will stay at the surface and gasp until
the water is changed. In marine
aquaria algae are used and anemones
and other beautiful forms of sea life
thrive. They are as easy to maintain
as fresh-water aquaria, because, Is. salt
does not evaporate, they only need oc-
casional additions Of fresh water.-De-
&roit Free Press.
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Virtues of Fresh Air.

An experiment that proves the value
of fresh air in winter, even for very
young AID delicate children, was tried
a month or two ago in a well-known
babies hospital. All the sickly babies
that were suffering from chronic indi-
gestion and lack of nutrition, and who
would not improve in spite Of good food,
perfectly-ventilated rooms and careful
bathing, were taken to the top ward of
the hospital, where all the windows
were open wide, wrapped as for the
street, and put in their perambulators-
They were kept in this from two
to four hours daily, and soon showed a
marked improvement. Their cheeks
became rosy, they gained in weight and
appetite, and would often fall asleep
and remain so during the whole time
they were in the air. Very delicate
children had bags Of hot water placed
at their feet. It is recorded in the ac-
count Of this experiment that not one
child took cold as a result of it.-St.
Louis Republic.
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MOdern Battle-ShiDs.

From the beginning of naval warfare
battle-ships have been the principal de-
fence of all maritime people. Their de-
velopment has enlisted the highest tai
ent, the keenest intelligence. and in
each period types have been produced
which have justly evoked the praise
and wonder OF the sea-going races. But
great as was the development of the past,
never before, perhaps, has equal prog
ress been attained in the same space of
time as in the last quarter of a century.
At the beginning of the civil war iron
ship construction was in it's infancy,
and the stately triple-tiered steam line
of ~battle-ships were supposed to be al
most invincible; but between them and
the mighty ocean fortresses of to-day
the contrast is greater than between
the war galleys of the Greeks and the
vessels that fought with Nelson at the
Nile.-Harper's Young People.
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MEMORY'S FACE.

Trey had not met for forty years,
And they looked each other DER
To find one trace Of the merry face
That the childhood playmate wore:
The golden hair was streaked with gray,
The laughing lip firm set,
The eye was dull. the form grown full:
How changed, they said, land yet"
They had not met for forty years,
And they looked each other DER,
There was scarcely a trace of the merry face
That the childhood playmate wore;
The cheek was brown and thin and old
That used to be so sweet,
And they did not know in the step so slow
The tread OF the boyish feet.
"We have not met for forty years."
They said; us 1t you and 1,
II we cannot trace in the olden face
A bit of the long goneby:'
And the answer came: ''You remember the
time
When the stovepipe tumbled down.,
When We played hi'spy, when you and I
Rolled hoop through the midst of the town;
"You remember the orchard with summer
sweets
And the hatfuls We used to shake.
You remember ..Oh, yes, it is you, ole
Ches,
1t is you, and there's no mistake"
"Ah! the lip. and the cheek and the eye may
change,
And the hair grow white and thin,
But the forty years cannot make US strange,
We are ourselves within"
"Yes, the eye Of the soul can keep it's light
And the voice of the heart can sing
The same old song, as sweet and strong
AS in youth" Then let US bring
Our store from the childish, changeless past
Till memory's face shall flame
With the rudy glow of the long ago,
For our souls are just the same.
Julia e. May, in Detroit Free Press
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NEW DEFINITIONS.

Offered to a Few of the
Terms and Phrases in Common Use.
Mana biped with prejudices which
he calls principles.
Woman-A biped with moro sreju-
dices-and less principles.
A Perfect ~Lady-The highest praise
which the s~cullery-maid can accord to
her mistress.
M~arriage-An investment for woman
and a speculation for man.
Frlendship-A game for two, at which
only one wins.
Society-A hotch-potch of pretentious
people having nothing in common but
uncommon assurance.
Respectability-Consistent conform
ity to inconsistent mediocrity.
Relig1on-Eternal principles modified
to suit temporal requirements.
Principle-Any opinion which it is
u individual interest to support.
The Soul-An element of discord, in.
tended by Providence to be saved, and
expected by t~heologians to be damned.
Observation-Disclosures with which
to deceive our neighbors.
The World-A place in which we all
hate each other for a time, in expecta.
ton of loving each other later for eter.
nifty.
The Flesh-A thing which modern
artists paint pea-green.
The Devil-A discarded illusion, still
| popular with the children.
A Good Chap-Anyone who might
could. would or should lend us money
A Bad Chap-The same individual
after he has lent us money.
A Smart Man-One who affects tc
despise all but those who despise him
A Wealthy Widow-A woman with q
bonus.
A Politician-One who manipulates
the principles of others for his own in,
| terests.-London Truth.
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HER ADvEN TURE.
The One Exciting Event in the Life Of .
Bank Presidents Wife.

The One Exciting Event in the Life Of .
Bank Presidents Wife.
An old lady, wife Of a bank president,
had one happening to relate-as she
does unceasingly-the single adventure
of her life. But that was sufficiently
exciting to last throughout an ordinary
existence. Her home was entered not
long ago by a gang of burglars, whose
search was for her son, the cashier, to
open the safe for them in the bank
next door.
AT sight of the young man led away,
with revolvers pointed at his head and
surrounded by desperate masked men,
his mothers fright and horror found
vent in wild cries and q passion OF
tears.
The rest of the family were gagged,
h~andcuffed and bound to chairs. She
was tied to a bed and camphor and
water left close at hand.
No one else took any notice of her,
but, as the strange procession moved
off, one of the rutiians hastily stepped
back to where she lay, stopped over
and kissed her shriveled cheek, muir
muring in her ear: Il had a mother
once"
An incident so romantic that it does
not ring true. Which it is.-N. Y.
Times.
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He Had

The man had been to see a prestidigi-
tateur, and when he came home he was
telling his wife about it.
One of his acts he said, twas to cut
a woman's head off right on the stage
in front of all of us"
"PshawT' she protested, she didn't
cut her head Off"
Yes, he did, too. / saw him, and he
carried it over to a pedestal and it be-
gan talking"
How do you know it was a woman?'
Didn't | see herr"
at might have been a man or a boy
dressed like a woman"
mo it wasn't, either, l tell you. II
was a m Didn't l say it kept on
talking after its head was cut off?"-
Detroit Free Press.
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He Wanted Particulars.

~"Sleep?" responded the large, good
natured comfortable-looking man, to a
question the man by the stove had put
to him. "Sleep? sleep all night like
a baby"
what baby?" queried a nervous,
harassed-looking young fellow, with a
strange glitter IN his eyes. "What
baby, l say?" he repeated in harsh and
hollow tones that frightened the COM
pany, for they did not know that he had
been a father for only a year.-Detroit
Free Press,
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AND-sPLAsH.

looked as if the wanton hair was blown
by a gust of wind across the smiling
face. Merry eyes CLEANED through the
riffs at him who sat and dreamed. At
last a man came to sweep out the
place. He touched the old man gently
and said in no unkind tone:
you'll have to go out now,m mister.
You'll have to go home. Court is
closed"
The old man meekly rose, and as he
walked toward the door the vision
f1oated on before. Down the narrow
stairway he crept and out upon the
pavement. People passing jostled him,
but he needed them not, for above their
heads the laughing eyes, the saucy lips
and brown head floated like a phantom
of the past. Caught up by the sweep
Of the crowd he was carried along
north with it, but before him went the
vision az though it were a guiding star.
Pushed and buffeted here and there, he
took no heed of his direction, only look
ing to the vision to lead him where it
would. When the Clark street bridge
was reached he failed to realize it, and
walked slowly on with his hands
clasped and the merry face still going
On before. A bell rang. He heard it
not. for the child's lips were parted
with a smile. By and by-not long,
but how long he knew not-he came to
the end of the bridge. As he looked
down, down into the muddy, opaque
stream, the vision danced on the waving
ripples and the blue eyes seemed to say:
Come" The old man stretched out
his arms, audit seemed as if the vision
his boy, his darling baby, the treasure
of his heart-hoated nearer, and it
seemed as if the rosy lips were pursuing
themselves for a kiss. Nearer and
nearer came the bonny face. and the
/ old mans arms were trembling with
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and hands that were almost transpar-
ent, so thin were they, walked slowly
into the room where Justice Bloxam
held his court. With bowed head and
wistful air the old man tiptoed silently
to the rear of the room and sat down
in an office chair which had lost its bot
tom and become incoherent about the
joints.
In addition to the lawyers, litigants
and loungers who usually frequented
the courtroom, there were many
strange faces-morbid seekers after the
sensational-to be seen on that morn
ing, for a murder case was to be brought
up for a preliminary hearing. Chubby
faced young attorneys hustled to and
fro through the throng, bent on keep
ing up appearances and making them
selves conspicuous. At intervals re-
porters would glide into the "a Office
behind the judges seat and make whis-
pered inquiries of the naughty clerk,
who lost no opportunity of asserting
his American independence by snubbing
those who came to him with civil ques-
tionS.
IL CdSc III WuICA d ouIcWu DduhIupt
was pitting himself against two no less
shrewd lawyers was before the court,
and the audience, which cared not a
picayune which should outwit the other,
occupied itself with whispered CONVEX
sation.
The old man looked dreamily out
through the window. His eyes were
lifted above the tin roofs of the ada
cent buildings that were glittering I'M
der the morning SUM-. He looked be-
yond the dizzy height of the chamber
of commerce out into the broad ex-
panse where feecy bits of cloud were
drifting and rifting into soft couches
and snow-like columns. The old mans
eyes were dim with the radiance of the
morning and the memorie S of other
mornings.
Il beg your pardon, sir?" A sandy
haired youth with a matchin his mouth
was speaking to the dreamer.
Putty horrible case that, the KILN O.
that doctors wife. Out n Evanston,
warn't it, mister?9"
81 don't know, sir" was the meek
reply. Sandyhair let the front legs of
his chair come to the floor, unclasped
his hands from around his knees and
gazed at his neighbor with astonish-
ment and disgust. Then with a NUT
tered "pshaw" he spat out the match
and stuck an unlighted cigarette in the
| corner of his mouth.
At that moment a stir ran through
the audience, and those who had not an
un~obstructed view craned their necks
forward that they might see the muir
derer. The old man clenched his hands
tightly and held his breath as the pris-
oner was brought through the door
guarded by two officers. His hands
were cuffed together, but before he took
his place in front of the bench the cuffs
were unlocked. With a grin of indif.
ference for the horror or the faces be-
fore him and conceit at the attention he
excited the burly young ruffian extract
ed half a plug of tobacco from his peck
ct and bit off a piece as large as a wal
nut. Then he began to chew, rolling
his quid about and splitting at a cooper
alive cuspidor. His eyes were small
and bird like. They were set deep in a
low, feshy forehead. His head was
square and closely clipped. From the
top Of the head to the base of his thick
neck was a straight line.
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President Gilman, of the Johns Hop
kins university, makes a plea for en-
dowments for medical and electricity
schools, and funds for the erection of a
building in which to store the geolog-
ical and meteorological collection and
for scholarships.
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-ssHow did you come to hit the plain
tiff?" said Judge Appel to the prisoner.
.'Come to hit i'm. is it? Why, man dear,
your honor, I wasn't two fut from him,
and l couldn't have missed hittin' him
if l had been cross-eyed."-Mount Yer
non News.
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A few blocks north of the river stands
a square, gloomy building, with IRON
barred windows. In a dark and dingy
cell below the street level a burly young
man lay IN an iron bed. He was fast
asleep and snoring Justify. 1t was the
old mans son.
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A Hard Woman to Please.

"There is no pleasing Mrs. Adipose,"
said Parker. "She got in a crowded
car the other day, and when three men
got up to offer her a seat she got mad.
Took it as a reflection upon her size."-
Harper's Magazine.
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-Caller-''Has your husband any tai
sakes, he's buying new things every
day, and as like as not he has, I don't
know."-Inter-Ocean.
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The charge against him was a double
one: house breaking and murder. He
had broken into the house of a DIR.
Kingley, in Evanston. After rifing the
china closet of what solid ware he could
find, he made his way to the doctors
bedroom, with the intention of taking
his watch and money. Mrs. Kingley, a
very light sleeper, was awakened by
some noise, and, seeing a strange figure
in the room. screamed. That scream
| was her death warrant. for the robber
drove his knife deep into her bosom.
Before the assassin had time to leap
through a window DR.. Kingley, who
had been reused by his wife's cry,
grappled with him. The physician was
a member of an athletic club and had
won prizes more than once for wrest-
ling, throwing the hammer and other
| Samsonian feats. He easily kept the
murderer captive until the police ar
rived. As it happened a patrolman was
passing the Kingley residence just as
Mrs. Kingley screamed. Blowing his
whistle shrilly the officer leaped the
fence and, running to a rear door, burst
it open and entered. A few moments
later two other policemen ran up to the
corner just after the first man and DIR.
kingley came out with their prisoner.
AS the young rufIian heard the Off
GERS tell their story and listened to the
bereaved husbands tones full of sor-
row and suppressed fury he grinned
broadly. When asked if he had any
thing to say for himself he grinned.
That was his only answer. Justice
Bloxam committed him to answer in the
county court. No bail, of course, was
lead their prisoner away a deep groan
was heard from the rear of the room.
All those present looked around, and
the murderer's eyes dispassionately
turned toward the sound. What he
saw was a white-faced old man sup
ported in the arms of q sandy-haired
youth on one side and a fat young law
yer on the other. Their burden had
tainted and the rigid face, SO thin and
sad, looked as if the angel of death had
swept it with his wing. One moment
the assassin gazed, and in that moment
abe thin blue eyelids were raised. Fa-
Their and son looked in each others
eyes. The slender, wasted arms of the
old man were held out b~eseechingly
and the trembling lips formed two
words: ''My boy!" An instant the
prisoners thick lips seemed to twitch
and his eyes to glisten; then, turning to
his guards with a scowl, he said:
"What'r youse fellers stannin' there
for? Come on r I'll leave yer"
All of those who had thronged the
courtroom were gone with the excep'
ton of the old man. He sat in the
bottomless chair with his hands clasped
and his eyes turned toward the floor.
Painted there on the boards before him
was a picture-a child's laughing face
with a mass of brown hair floating
about it, and blue eyes that seemed tc
look the love that the rosy lips fair
would speak. Long the old man gaze6
with the picture shimmering and dane
ing before his eyes. Now and again il
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Matrimonial Affection.

Shea poor painter. Why, he says
that he is welded to his art.
He-Perhaps that is the reason, then,
that he dares treat her so badly
Truth.
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Thibodanx Sentinel.
A FEAST OF RIDDLES.

A Unique Luncheon as Pleasant as 1t Was
Novel.
A unique luncheon was given recent
~ at the house of a lady whose friends
have named her 1.-The Goddess of Hos
pitality," from her frequent entertain
ments and the enjoyment she seemed to
take in gathering her friends about her
under delightful conditions.
The invitations were issued for a
<sConundrum Luncheon and were rid
dies in themselves, and the recipients
wondered how such an idea would find
expression.
At table each lady found at her place
a wild rose or sweet-brier blossom
painted upon Watman paper, about the
size of the palm of the hand, and cut
out following the outline of the flower.
The reverse side of the blossom was
also painted with its calyx and part of
the stem, and cut into shape. These
formed the covers of a little book con-
tanning about a dozen leaves. A drop
of mucilage between each leaf held all
firmly together at the edge of one of
the left-hand petals.
Oysters were already on the table
when the guests assembled, but on
each leaf of the little flower books was
a c~onundrum in verse, the answer to
which would give the name of each
course in turn, thus furnishing a novel
menu. While enjoying one course the
ladies amuse themselves by trying to
guess the one next in order, and the
nsw were in each case correctly
given before its appearance.
The following was the menu selected
for this occasion, but it will require
only a very slender rhyming faculty
to adapt the idea to any other choice of
dishes. The riddles in this case were
composed, with one exception by the
hostess.
The bouillon was thus suggested:
leone of a noble French family,
Godfrey-of crusader fame,
Must be known to you all. I'm certain,
And / am the last OF the name.
The lobster a la Newburg:
Black and ugly we lived.
But no sooner are dead
That we turn for your pleasure
A beautiful red.
And are martyred by thousands
That you may be fed.
The la~mb-chops, garnished with a
puree of chestnuts:
Part of an ancient sacrifice
Garnished with something rather nice.
The mushrooms on toast:
My first is coarse and homely food,
The cotter's fare, but still tbs good.
My second you may quick define
Tn place In which we sleep or dine.
MY whole. when fresh and nicely coalad
No epicure e'er overlooked.
The ducks:
live in the water, l live in the air,
Tive on the land, / can live anywhere.
Sometimes / am wild. sometimes l am tame
Sometimes I'm a 'salmi,' sometimes I an
game.
The ice-cream:
Although cold by nature.
I'm favored by all,
And there's scarcely a dinner,
A luncheon or ball,
AT which I'm not present.
I'm happy to say
There is no house in town
Where I've not the ''entree."
The bonbons:
My mission In life is a sweet one, l claim,
For the children eyes brighten at hearing m,
name.
Ladies' Home Journal.
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eagerness to embrace the loved one.
AT last the thin, wrinkled lips touch
the soft, tender ones and-splashl