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Only The Best Works of the Best Authors APPEAR IN THE BANNER WEEKLY. Starting In Our Next W¢ ek’s Issue! GAPTAIN PAT McflUWEN,_ THE GREENGOAT DETECTIVE. BY ALBERT W. AIKEN, AUTHOR OF “UNCLE SUN-UP," “THE LIGHT- WEIGHT DETECTIVE,” “ THE FRISCO DE- TECTIVE,” ETC., ETC. A notable story, introducing notable men and women, notable conditions and situations, and giving a viv1d illustration of the novelty, ex- citement and peril of the life of The Secret Service Detective! Captain Pat, the Greencoat Shadow, is here, in spite Of himself, the hero of his own case, and following up the blind clews of the Southerner‘s lost wife, and solving the mystery of The Beautiful Burlesque Queen, he develops a romance in whose revelations are intense personal and story interest. The whole work, dealing as it does with city life and ways, and especially with theatrical life behind the scenes, and revealing a Strange Family History, makes the chapters like scenes in a most excit— ing drama, and will, as a serial, enlist uncom- mon attention. A Distressiflg Episode BY W'ILL S. GIDLEY. “THAT was a very sad affair that happened down at Newport the other day, wasn’t it?” said genial Bob Blake, with an all—wool—and—a-yard- wide smile. when I encountered his manly form in my evening promenade recently. “I hadn’t heard of it. “’th was it? dude get hit by a breaker?" inquired I. ‘* \Vorse than that. You know young Fitz Noodle who otficiates as assistant tonsorialist in the barber-shop over on Avenue G?” “ Yes; I’ve heard of him.” “ We’ll, he‘s been down at the Bigbug House in Newport for some weeks, putting on more airs than Hunter’s Point and kicking up a swell like a side—Wheel steamer plowing the raging North River.” “Passing himself off for a French marquis or an Italian count, I suppose?” “ NO, not exactly. Member of Congress from Kalamazoo, or something of that sort, I believe. Anyhow, he played his part well. He had man- aged to get himself introduced to a lot of young million-heiresses from New York, Philadelphia and other fair—sized villages, and he was getting along as swimmingly as a duck in a mill-pond, when—something happened.” Here, or hereabouts, an eloquent pause en- sued. Finally I said: “ Well, go on.” Bob complied. “ Yes, something happened,” he continued. “ It happened all at once. too. without sending a red flag ahead to warn Fitz Noodle to switch off on a side-track out Of danger. “ Fitz Noodle was seated on the piazza of the Bigbug House spooning around a couple Of high- toned, wealthy young ladies, telling them trout stories about his family genealogy, coat of arms. and so forth. and the vast possessions of the Fitz Noodles. when a good-natured, middle-aged Milesian lady came straying along and stopped in front of the roup with a pleasantly spoken: “ ‘ Good—avemn’, Mister Fitznoodle.’ “ Fitz Noodle looked up with a stonv glare and waved his hand for her to pass on. Did she Some pass? Nary. Not much. She dIdn’t believe in iving her Old friends the go-by in that style. lacing her hands on her hips, with her elbows standing out at right angles like the arms of an old—fashioned Congressman—beg pardon, I mean wind-mill—she planted herself squarely in front of Fitz Noodle, and demanded: “ ‘ Is it gittin’ ashamed av yer Old friends, ye airl’ “‘Go along: I don’t know you,’ said Fitz Noodle, with another please-go—away wave of his dexter fin. “‘Phwat! Don’t know me {’ shouted the ex- cited female, ‘an’ me livin’ nixt door to yer mother in Avenue G fur the pasht twinty-nine year, an’ a dacent woman she is, too. if she does take in washln’ same as meself. An’yeez pertend ye don‘t know me. do ye? way it’s many a time I‘ve had ye 011 me knee. an’ acrosst it. too, fur that matter. before ye got big enufi“ to wol k in a barber-shop an‘ put on yer Frincb airs at Newport. An’. be t e way. Misther Fitznoodle. Oi seen yer boss jist before Oi kim llOWIl here as laundhress to the Bigbug Hotel, an’ be scz. sez be, if yer see Misther Fitzno. dle anywhere. jist tell ’im—’ ‘ But Fitz Noodle had fled. He arose, with his face the color of a boiled lobster. and re- cipitately retired. He came back to New X ork the next day, but the story got here ahead of him, and it will probably be some time before he hears the last of it. “ Any time you want to scc some left-handed fun. go around and ask Fitz Noodle if he met any next-door strangers from Avenue G when he was at Newport this summer." Happy-Gown Papers. The Tale of a Sea-Serpent. WEEK before last I packed my Saratoga (hand-sachel: call it Saratoga because I bought it in Saratoga, N. Y., last summer) and went down to see what the wild waves were saying and lay in a supply of ozone for winter use. I always can my full and winter supply of ozone about this time of the year. Before leaving Grabville — on — the — Hudson (please print the name in full. hyphens and all: I got in trouble the last time I wrote it plain Grabvillel I stopped in at the Fish—horn office and told the editor where I was going so Would be sure and put it in the “ Personals." This is a habit I have, favoring the editorIal fraternity that way whenever I have a chance. I like to see them get all the news. even if I have to go a block or so out of my way to hand in an interesting item of that sort occasionally. But I made a mistake this time. In leaving my future address in the editor‘s hands I placed myself more or less at his mercy. as it were. had gone to the sea—shore in search of re- creation nnd ozone fresh from the laboratory, but the first thing I struck on reaching there was a telegra 1h dispatch. As Soon as 1I had registered at the Sea Breeze Hotel, the clerk poked the telegram at me across the counter, with what I thought at the time was a sardonic grin, and now I’m sure of it. I snatched it open (I refer now to the tele- gram. not the grin) and read as follows: “ GRABVILLE, etc.. Sept. 10, 1886. “To NOAH NURF. “SEA BREEZE HOTEL, BREAKER BEACH, N. J.:— " Understand sea—serpent has been seen two days in SLICCession off Breaker Beach. Investigate and send full particulars if story is true. for next issue of Fishhorn. bill pay for time and all expenses. Use wire it necessary. Answer if 0. K. and we will hold space. “ 48 paid. P. J. JONES. Editor.” Fifteen minutes later the annexed reply was crawling over the wire to GrabVIlle-and-the- rest-obit: “ (Night Message~Half Rate.) “ By THE SAD WAVES, Sept. 10, ‘86, I 9.45 a. n. f “To P. J. Jonas, Editor Wegkly Fish—hm, . \, “ GRAnv-ILLE-on-THE HUDSON, ’ " Westclzester 00., 19’. Y. :—~ “ Message received. You do me roud. 'I nocept the mission. You can rest easy. there is a sea- serpent anywhere within range I‘ll lasso the critter, figuratively speaking. and have it embalmed (in ink) for our columns insioe of three days. “ 43 co .lrct. NOAH Now.” It was so late I decided not to attempt to hunt up His Snakeship that night. It always embarrasses me to meet a sea-serpent alone after dark. “ Afraid I might step on it and hurt it?” “'ell. n——no: not that, exactly: but~~well, I generally like to hunt such critters as that by daylight. I can see them further then. So I waited, and in the mean time I went to bed and took a nine—hour nap. In the morning a friend of mine invited me to take a run down to Cape May with him on his yacht. The result was that I had a fine sail and a good time generally, and, as Would naturally happen under the circumstances. forgot all about my arrangement With Jones. However, when I got back to Breaker Beach four days later, I was reminded Of it by the following dispatch: “GRABVILLE, etc., Sept. 14, 1886. “TO NOAH NUFF, “SEA BREEZE HOTEL, BREAKER Burn:— “ Three days up but no particulars yet about sea- serpent. Hurry MS. along. Paper goes to press Thursday. JONES. “181mm.” I immediately set Mr. J ones’s mind at rest as follows: “ BREAKER BEACH, Sept. 14, 1886. “ EDITOR FISH‘HORN. “ GRABVILLE-ON-THE-HUDSON. N. Y. :— “ Been olf yachting. Seen Several snakes. but no sea-serpent. Will start on the trail Of the animal at one and wire result. NOAH Nt'rr. »‘ ‘23 coll’c’." The same evening I received another message from the F ish-horn proprietor, reading sim- Iv: p ' “GRARVILLE. etc., Sept. 14. ‘86. “ To NOAH NI‘FE, " SEA BREEZE HOTEL, BREAKER BEACH:— “ O. K. Wire away. “4 paid. JOKES.“ Jones evidently meant business. It would be too bad to disappoint him after all the trouble and expense he had been to. so I armed myself with a spyglass and Faber No. ‘3. and started out early the next morning to run down the wily and elusive sea-serpent. Luck was with me. I discovered the object of my search. and late in the afternoon I wired the following glowing .account. headlines and all. to the Grabville Fish—horn .' “ A MIGHTY SEA MONSTER}: THE SCALY SERPENT As SEEN av OF)? SPECIAL COR- RESPONDEXT‘S SPYGLAsst -»l Weird and Wonderful Tale! “ BREAKER BEACH, Sept. 15, 1886. “ EDITOR F [SH-HORN:— “ Eureka! " l have found it! “The sea-serpent has been hunted from his haunts in the ocean waves and verified at last, and to Grabville and the "hilly Fish~horn are due all the honor and credit of the great undertaking. "Ever since receiving your dispatch of the 10th instant commissioning me. as special sea-serpent correspondent of the Fish-horn, I have been on the gut I‘il‘e for the insect aforesaid. “To—day I discovered it! ' “ While strolling along the beach with my field- glass in readiness for immediate action, my atten- tion was attracted by an unusual commotion in the water about three-fourths of a mile from land. and presentlytbe form of a huge sea-serpent loomed up on the horizon. . “Gradually it approached the beach until its glit- terin2.tea-sa11cer eyes were plainly visible through the glass. ‘ “The marine monster was from sixty to seventy- five feet in length, and propelled itself swiftly through the water by several enormous fins project- ing from itsscaly sides, leaving a widawake of foam behind it. “ Rearing its ponderous head high above the wa- ter it approached within a few hundred yards of the shore and glared hungrin at yourcorrespondent and the little knot of aWe-stricken spectators who had gathered on the beach. Then with an angry snap of its massIVe jaws it turned and sped straight out l0 sea,cutling its way through the incoming waxes like a Cunarder.tlll it was finally lost to sight behind the watery horizon. ‘ The movements of this direful denizen of the deep were witnessed from the piazzas of the Sea Breeze Hotel and from the beach in the vicinit by scores of astonished obServers, who will cheer oily and willingly cOrroborate this report in every par ticular, if called upon. thereby proving the sea-ser- pent to be, not a non-existent myth and humbug. ut a veritable and terrible reality, which once gazed upon can never be forgotten. “ 337 colltct. NOAH NI'FII'.” LATER. “ EDITOR FISH~IIORN:— “ Since wiring you this afternoon I have made a second dis0overy. I dIScOVered the same old sea- serpent ashore in a sheltered cove about three miles down the coast. The men Were oiling it up preparamry to taking another cruise. It requires three men to operate the monster, two to man the flakes and one to work the jaws and steerit In the right direction. I have not examined it thorough- ly, but it seems to be a very ingenious advertising device. Presume it belongs to the hotel proprietor. Do you want any further particulars? Advise. “ 96 (-011. ct. NOAH NUFF." I didn’t hear anything further from Jones, so when I came home the following week I climbed the editorial stairs, stuck my head in the door and began: “ Did you get my sca—serpént—” “ Biff!” went something just then, and I went back down the stairs without finishing my re- mark. I didn’t bother to walk down: I just “ went.” \l’hen I came to, five minutes later, and felt ——as Well as smelt the procession of molasses and glue that was filing slowly down my fres- coed countenance. I reahzed that Jones. in a fit of temporary insanity. had hIt Inc with the ink— I'oller. Then I came. away. I don’t know much about newspaper eti uette in provincial towns like Grabville, but if t at is the way Jones pays off all his special correspon- dents. I don’t think I shall do any more work for the ll'eclrly Fish-horn—not until I feel some- what healthier than I do at present, anyhow. Yours linlpingly. NOAH NUFF. Coming ! A SPLENDID W ILD VWEST STORY By Leon Lewis. Bufi'alo Bill and Nate Salsbury Leading Characters 1.\' A Real Wild West Drama. Personalities. HARRY W RIGHT, the veteran base-ball player, is said to have invented the chestnut gong, and his firm in Philadelphia to have made 325.0th out of the little nuisance in less than two months. A RATHER prominent Presbyterian minister, who Is with his family in the Adirondacks, was recently invited to preach. Among the congregation was a deaf man with a big car- trumpet, who, when the sermon began, took a seat on the pulpit stairs. The preacher’s little daughter watched the man with the trumpet intentl , and, as the story goes, after the ser- vices t 9 first thing she said was: “Pa , was that an archangel by you on the stairs ’ Axons the stories told or the late Dr. Kem- per, of Nasbota, Wis., is this: One day heask: ed a' divinity student home todine with him, adding that there mi ht not be much to eat. When they were sea at the tablerthe doctor at once began to carve at a boiled ham that showed evidence of having seen considerable service. “ Why, my dear,” exclaimed his wife, “you have forgotten something. You have not asked the b essing.” “Yes, I have, too,” blufily responded the doctor: “I’ve asked the Lord to bless this old ham all I’m going to.” THE dudes among the Crow Indians in Can- ada are said to be very particular about their dress. Many of the young men, who in the summer time wear nothing to speak of but a breech clout, have this as bespangled as a circus actor’s trunks. They also paint their bodies and wear no end of eagle’s feathers. Every buck has a little case studded with brass nails, in which are contained paint, feathers. a look- ing-glass, and a variety of breech clouts. The maidens wear a sort of light and airy Mother Hubbard costume, highly—colored stockings, and paint their hair and persons a bright ver- milion. SPEAKING of the Old minstrel firm of Birch. Backus. Bernard, and Wambold. Billy Birch said to a Chicago reporter: “ Backus. good fel- low that he was, is dead. Bernard is a very rich man in New York. W'ambold is at Sara- toga. wealthy. but an invalid. As for me. here I am! My earnings of years are somewhere on Wall street. I can’t just locate them. Played for a sucker by sharpers? Played for a sucker —yes: by sharpers. no. By friends—or those who posed as such. They were not content with my money, but tried to take my homestead: but. thank the Lord, the lawsuit has just been decided in my favor.” “ BY an unfortunate typographical error.” says a Dakota newspaper. “ we were made to say last week that our distinguished townsman, Professor Kennedy. was about to rig up a nobby baboon for the comfort and enjoyment of his daughter on her wedding trip over the prairies. What we meant to say was a nobby balloon. We write this with our left hand, while lying on our spare bed. with one eye entirely closed and the other hand-painted. and an inverted chair across our stomach for a writing—table. The extent of our regret for the blunder may be measured by the difficulties we have surmounted in penning this explanation.“ THE clerk of St. Louis county is aware of the value of female influence. According to the Globe—Democrat. of the capital city of that county, he has said that women make better executors and administrators than men. Says th1s Western diplomat: “ During my thirty years‘ connection with the probate court I have never known but one woman to become short in her settlements. and that was a case of misman- agement and misinterpretation of duty rather than of intention. As a rule they are scru- pulously honest. Of late it is quite usual for Wills to provide that executors or administra- tors should not give bond. I think thelaw should be amended so as to provide that none but wives should administer upon estates under such con- ditions. Men in charge of such trusts often de— fraud estates. but women never do.” THE royal plate belonging to Queen Victoria is valued at nine millions of dollars. She has three hundred and sixty gold plates worth $50,- 000, or about $139 apiece; a go (1 service for one hundred and forty persons: and many magnifi- cent Ornaments—a shield formed of snuff-boxes, worth 3345.000; an Indian peacock of precious stones valued at 3150.000. a footstool of a tiger’s head. with a solid ingot of gold for the animal’s tongue. Among the curiosities possessed by her is a needle—a miniature model of the Roman column of Trajan—made in Buckinghamshire, and presented to the Queen by the foreman of the “needle—house.” Upon it are carved scenes representing Victoria‘s christening, her maiden hood. her coronation, her marriage, and the christening of the Prince of Wales. The ic- tures can only be seen by the aid of a magnlfy- ing glass. but then so distinctly that every fig- ure can be readily identified. ‘his fishing trip. Wine of the Wits. THE FINNY TRIBE IN DANGER. GENTLEMAN (to rocer)—“ Two gallons Santa Cruz, one gallon 0 d Torn, two gallons Maryland Club, four dozen Pommery Sec, four dozen Mil- waukee, and six boxes Reina Vics.” Grocer—“ Yes. sir. That all, sir?” Gentleman—" Er — do you keep fishing- tackle !” . Grocer—“ Yes, sir; full line, sir.” Gentleman-—“ Put in a couple of fish-hooks.” 0 BE PLAYED “'ELL. A MUSICIAN boarding at an up—town hotel suddenly disappeared. and an acquaintance came to see the proprietor about him. “He was quite a musician, I understand,” said the inquIrer, after some reliminary talk. “ Oh. yes." readily asseute the proprietor. " Did he play well?” “You bet he did. He played the piano, and the comet, and the fiddle, and the banjo, and me an the clerks, and went away owing a board bill of $57.50. That's the kind of a player he was, confound hiIII_.”—Tirl~b’ils. ~ A HOOSIER MIX. DURING the services at a prayer meeting in an Indiana hamlet, lightning struck and burned the barn of a farmer in attendance. He felt sore over the fact, and asked the minister how it was that he should be punished for serving G . “ Brother Jones,“ was the reply. “I can‘t ex- actly make it out myself. You were there, and I saw you and the Lord saw you, and it must be that thunderbolt went wrong by some mis- take. Your barn and that of old Si Jones look so much alike that the Lord got mixed and let flicker at the wrong institution."——ll'ull Street . cit-s. AN OVERFLO“' OF GOODNESS. “ SO glad to have you come home again,” said Mrs. Hyson, welcoming hcl‘ husband back from “You h d a good time.” “ Glorious 3" said young Hyson: “And you thought of me all the time," said she, “ you dear old fellow?” " How could I help itf” said young Hyson, in a perfect burst of loving ecstasy. “ But you shouldn’t have been so extravagant if [lyou were lonesome and homesick,”st said. “ hose elegant earrings and bracelets last Mon- day, that basket of roses Tuesday, those exqui- site laccs Wednesday, that lovely writin -desk Thursday—Oh, Hyson, Hyson,” she adde( , sol— emnly, “ you must have been on the awf ulcst toot you’ve struck since you were a bachelor. Go to bed now, go right to bed. I know you’ll want to sleep two do 's.“ And young yson went slowly to bed. pro— testing that he wasn‘t sleepy, but just tired. and oh, how he did wonder, and wonder, and wondel‘.—- Burdeffc in Brooklyn Eagle. A MUSICAL BEAST. A MINISTER named M. C , who has since passed into “innocuous desuetude ” by falling rom grace, had a circuit in Southern Indiana. The horse he rode was a spirited animal, and would not let a blacksmith shoe him. The preacher was a great revivalist and singer of revivalsongs—noted for his “ power of song,“ in fact. A smith in the county seat. the center of the circuit, learning the preacher's horse would not be shod, meeting the divine one day, said: “ If you’ll bring that horse to my shop to morrow and follow my instructions I‘ll shoe. him all round, and it won’t cost you a cent.” Accordingly the preacher was on time at the smith’s shop with his refractory steed, and after the animal had been divested of saddle, blankets and all but the bridle the smith said: “ Now, hold your horse by the rein closeto the bridle bit and sing one of your liveliest camp-meeting songs, and when that is ended strike up another, and keep arranging until I finishshoeingthehorse.’3n..w. " ' "‘ The preacher boyed,.and to the astonishment ' of all the animal was MVB the'work was completed. As the blacksmith clinched the last nail he drogped the animal’s foot, exclaiming: “ here, I knew you could sing religion into that horse."-—New Orleans Picayune. ' HOW SOME MARRIED WOMEN GO TO SLEEP. THERE is an article going the rounds entitled “ How the Girls Go to Sleep.” The manner in which they go to sleep, according to tie article, can’t hold a candle to the way married women go to sleep. Instead of thinking what she should have at- tended to before oing to bed, she thinks of it afterward. \Vhi e she is revolving these mat- ters in her mind, and while snugly tucked up in bed. the old man is scratching his head in front of the fire and wondering how he will pay the next month’s rent. Suddenly she exclaims: “ James, did you lock the door ?” “ W’th door?” says James. “ The cellar-door," says she. “ No.” says James. “ W'ell, you had better go down and lock it, for I heard some one in the back yard last night.” Acccrdingly James paddles down the stairs and locks the door. About the time James re- turns and is Oing to bed she remarks: " Did you s ut the stair—door?” “No,”sa 5 James. “ Well, i it is not shut the cat will get up in- to the chamber.” “ Let her come up, then,” says James. ill-na— turedly. “ My goodness, no!” returns his wife: “ she'd suck the baby’s breath." - Then James paddles down—stairs again and steps on a tack, and closes the stair-door. and curses the cat, and returns to the bedroom. Just as he begins to climb into his couch his wife Ob- serves: “ I forgot to bring up some water. Suppose you bring up some in the big tin.” And so James, with a muttered curse. goes down into the dark kilchen and falls over a chair and raps all the tinware off the wall in search of a “ tin," and then jerks the stair-door open and howls: “ Where the deuce are the matches?" She gives him minute directions where to find the matches. and adds that she would rather go and get the water herself than have the whole neighborhood raised about it : after which James finds the matches, procures the water, and comes up-stairs and plunges into bed. Presently his wife says: “James, let’s have an understanding about money matters. Now, next week I’ve got to I? “I don‘t know what yoh’ll have to pay and don‘t care,” shouts James, as he lurches around and jams his face against the wall, “ all I want is slee ." “ That’s all very well for you,” snaps his wife. as she pulls the covers viciously: " you never think of the trouble and worry I have. And there is Araminta, who\ I believe is taking the measles.” “ Let her take ’em,” says James. Hercupon she be ins to cry soifly, but about the time James is alling into a gentle sleep she punches him in the ribs with her elbows and sa 5: X Did you hear the scandal about Mrs. J ones i” “ I’Vhere?” says James. sleepily. “ “'hy, Mrs. Jones. “ “'here?” inquires James. . “ I declare,” said his wife, “ you are getting more stupid every day. ‘ ‘ You know Mrs. Jones that lives at ‘21.? \Vell, day before yesterday Susan Smith told Mrs. Thompson that Sam Bar- ker had said that Mrs. Jones had—" Here she paused and listened. James is snor— ing in profound slumber. “’ith a snort of rage she pulls all the covers off him, wraps up In them, and lies awake until 2 A. M., thinking how badly used she is. And this is the way some married women go to sleep—Chicago Tribune. CorrespondLms’ Column. [This column is open to all correspondents. In- quiries answered as fully and as promptly as cir- cumstances will permit. Contributions nOtentered as "declined" may be considered aceepted. No MSS. returned. unless stamps are inclosedq Declined: “The Guardian‘s Faith;“ “The Rope Upon the Steeplez” “A Case of Second Sight;“ “The Apprentice to the Ghost:” "The Secret of the Wall;" “Jess Cumming’s Pet ;" “A Fight on the 'I‘ight Ro e;" “Old Crow;" " ACurlous Case;” "Madam De mith’s Pedigree,” “Astronomer De- tective-z" “The Benefit of a D)ubt:” “Marcy‘s " etc.: “ Ella Day‘s Error;” “ Chamberlain’s E. C.T., Mt. Morris. No stamp. No answer. Box HUMME. Cannot now answer, but will try and get the dates and data. K. M. (or H. M) It is the gentleman‘s place to write the first letter and make the first advancvs. KASSON. We do not know anything about the firm or person. Make inquiries through some friend who can investigate for you. G. E. (1r. Of course if you have 20-cent pieces coined In 1875 that is the proper date of their first issue. They have no more than thelrfaoe value. A. II. 8. Don‘t think dealers pay Imch extra for the nickels of little. on which the word ' Cents “ was omitted. There are too many of the issue to be of special value. B B. You ought to be well If formed on the sub» ject before acnepting the connection proffered. You cannot be too well informed; benCe, learn by In- quiry of others, and also by reading up. .‘lIIss A. K. No theatermanager is likely to take a novice and instruct her. If you really wish to be- come an actress, you‘had better at once consult 'some respectable lady who is already in the profes- s.on. ENEAS K. We do not mm! any matter. at all, al- ways being more than supplied; but we always ex- amine carefully what is sent in and try to choo‘so from the mass what seems to us to be the best for our use. 0. J. TAYLOR asks: “Have you a guide-book on the rules and regulations of rifle-shooting or some— thing concerning Iifle teams? If so please send me the price of the cheapest.” The cheapest work is Gildersleeve‘s book. price 81 CHARLES H. Philadelphia, Pa., writes: "I’m 15 years of age, weigh 96le. and am 4ft. 11in. in my stockings. I measure aoxin. around my chest and 15% across my shoulders. Do you think that is the right hight and weight for a boy of In ' age?" You are yet small for your age, but with p enty of base- ball you will grow yet. KITTY CLovER. \‘Ve know of no trade so sure of constant employment as dressmaking. Nowadays, when a woman‘s dress is a bewuuering mass of ad- juncts and adornment, it is a full week’s work for one person to make a suit; hence. I/oorl dressmakers are in great demand at good pIices. Poor dress- makers are at a discount. )IIss l’. V. D. The queries about tbe Bible it would take far too much space to here shown—— The “ most beautiful chapter " is doubtless the 231 Psalm. The word Jehovah occurs. it is stated.ov»r ll 000 times. and the word Lord but I 800 times—(let a good " Bible Dictionary’Z Of which s-.v( ral are published—as the best assistant. E. S. B. The maple unquestionably is the, best shade tree. The elm is a great favorite. too. and grows particularly well in a clay soil or damp locality. The linden is a clean bright tree and a good grower. So is the horse chestnut. We. would put out your trees thixj'nll. about October 15th. Obtain young trees with good roots. C. M. W.. St. John's. N. B., writes: “ lst I jumped 10 feet and 7 Inches: do you thinkthat alarge jump for a boy of 15? 2d The best mile I ever ran I done it in 6 minutes and 3 seconds; do you think that good time for a boy of my age!" lst. For running jump. no: standing. enormous 2d. Pretty good. Amlle has been walked in 6m. 44s. by a grown pro. fessional. JESSIE W. We do not know Gaskell‘s address.-- The drawings were executed with a pen.——Your writing would be better with less eflort at flourishes. ——“Forest and Stream ”. Publishing Co. N. Y., issue a book on firearms—The “best st le of writing “ to lady or gentleman is that devoido what is “ fancy " strokes. A perfectly plain, even. graceful letteris the best style. I x . MAN or SILK. A not of: enmver's tools on of small cost. Ion canth well learn how to one , grave without a teacher. nlyski led engrav , V I work at 'home.-:‘,Ymu; Home a vet’s @333; there lem~mxemw tap, Imp. '9qu only the workspt‘skl (Lutheran, armour-«or. i matn pggdumions stand no chance in com. onwi » writingsoftrainedpens. : I ‘ ‘SSARA G. The expense of a school is no criterion whatever of its merits as an educator. Some on!“ most expensive are the least desirable places to which a young girl can go. The country seminarles, as a general thing. are much more desirable than the “ City Finishing Schools”—which are '00 often gilded shame. We would advise you to attend any one of the three academies you name. C. N. K. The distance from New York to Yoko~ hams— l’iu Cape Horn is . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 19,802. I' (I Cape of Good Hope . . . . . . . . . . . . 18,084, Via Suez Canal . . . . . . . . . . . . ..' . . . . . . . . _.15,F- 4. Via Panama . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 11.2%. If a long sea voyage is prescribed.go from New York to Australia by clipper ship, and return. DAN DERRY. “ Nevada Ned ” is N. T Oliver. We do not know his present address. Send to our care and we will forvr ard as soon as possible. The story “Nevada Ned. the Revolver Ranger,” soon to ap- pear in the HALF'DIME LIBRARY. gives numerous in- cidents in his life—We know of no scout named Bill Berry. or Hawk-Eye Berry. If such a person represents himself as a “ sub chief. by adoption, of the Telon Sioux," we should say—doubt it. BANNER READER. We have no idea who was the richest planter in the cotton States before the war. There were about four million slaves in the slaw States in 1860. The average value was about SSCO,—-'1‘he h: st book we know of on the slave sys— tem was Olmstead's “Seaboard Slave States " published about 1858, but is now very hard to ob Iain—A great many planters lived in log houses in slave days.and do so yet. Other answers next week. EDWIN C. To go into the cattle business on a small scale would be a venture unless vou were first. the owner of at least a farm on the cattle ran es. and second, had some practical knowledge of cattle-raising.~~A miner—the man who digs— gers from $2 to $3 per day. in the wild West min- ing regions. It isa rough and tough occupation.— As to employment we should say the chances in Minneapolis or St. Paul were as good as anywhere, “out West.” for,a young man well qualified for work or business. OLDHAM HOUSEKEEPER. Of course you can “lay down " eggs to keep them good all summer. Agood way is to make a solution of borax water. a be: ing teasponnful of puIVerized borax to a pint of hOIling water; let it stand until the solution becomes warm. but do not allow it to get so cold that the borax vs ill crystallize: dip the eggs quickly then: keep in a cool place: the borax will crystallize around the egg. therefore keep out lhe air and prestrve the egg. If the eggs are then packed in dry-sawdust or bran. points downward. all the better. Try this and report GILBERT B. B. writes: “ If I call upon a lady friend, at her invitation, and while there another gentleman calls. should I then leave or stay? And ifI call upon a lady,and she has some other gentleman caller present. ought I to stay at all! If so, how long?” If you have reason to believe that the gentleman who comes after you is a lover, or has some business claim upon the lady’s time, you should soon termi- hate your visit and pleasantly retire: otherwise you have no need to shorten your call on his account; but you must not be guilty of trying to stay him out, and prolonging your call beyond the limits of polite- ness. There is no greater rudeness that young men can show to each otl’u r, and especially to their ac- quaintances,than trying to sit each other out. It is most annoying to ladies.—Certainly; make your call as pleasantly as if no one else was present: but you should not stay too long, if the other gentleman is pre sent to spend the evening. IDAS asks: “Ist Please tell me whatamorganatic marriageis? 2d. How is ' Faneuil Hall’ pronounced? The other day I heard a man call it Funnel; is that right?" A morganatic marriage is one where, there being a great disparity in rank between the con- tracting parties, the wife resigns all claim to the husband’s property and titles for herself and her children. King Fernando. father of the reigning King of Portugal, met a publicsinger.a Boston lady, named Henzler. and was so fascinated by her at- tractions that he married her. His wife is much re- spected for her virtues and her accomplishments, but the marriage is a morganatic one, and instead 0' being called queen or princess. she is named Countess D’Edla.— According to Webster the ball you mention should be called Funil (the first syl- lable precisely like the first syllable of filmy : but this pronunciation is rarely used save by a few par~ ticularl y airish aristocrats of Boston: the professors at Harvard and other learned people reject it alto- gether, and pronounce the word precisely as it was pronounced by Peter Faneuil. for whom the hall in question was named. He pronounced his name Fun-ml.