The postman is at present our chief benefactor. Between the hard working folk at home and the holiday people enjoying themselves abroad any connecting link is valuable. Whether the postman comes with his one rat-tat, which means "letters look in the box, ' or a double rattat, an

I doubt if any man starts with a developed love of money for its own sake, except, indeed, he be born of generations of nianamon-worshippers. George had gone into speculatim with the object of retrieving the position in which lie had supposed himself born, and in hepe of winning

The pretty little blue-mountain parrots, flashing green, blue and orange, screamed in their rapid flight overhead. Still higher, like pure white flecks against the serene blue of the cloudless sky, the cockatoos flocked to raid upon the Indian corn of some poor husbandman. The m

All the world over, where any attempt is made at gardening, there you find the watering-pot in some form or other. In Egypt a bag of skin does duty for it, the water being squirted through a narrow hose. like portion. The old earthenware water-pot is now rather rare in France, b

A correspondent in Shanghai recommends the candle trade to the notice of British shippers. Few articles meet with a better demand in China than coloured candles, and the importation of such goods could no doubt be greatly increased. The favourite colour is vermilion, but other c

• DENTIST OF THE DEAD SEA. Thad slept little, as I was suffering greatly from a t mthache. The Sheik declared that there was a skilful dentist in the encampment; and as the paiu was almost unbearable 1 made up thy mind to put myself in his hands rather than endure it any longer.

There is often a difficulty in removing cake 'rots thepan. To get over it line the cake tins with paper, allowing it largo enough to come half an inch above the top of the pan. Lay the paper over the outside, and crease it round the edge of the bottom of the pan. Fold it in the

DDT SHE GOT MAD. . . _ Do you think it would be very_ hard for me to become an actress. dear " asked Mrs Figenspeoht of her liege lord, af tor returnivg from the theatre lasa bight. ' Not at my love; the easiest thing in the world," replied the brute. "All you would to do would

"Hive you broken off with Smythe, Do Robinson?" "Not exactly. She broke off with me.' "How did it happen?" "Through no fault of wine, you may be sure. Her father is worth half-a-million." "How was it, old fellow?" "Well, I heard her express a wish to read a pertain book of poems

The Berlin correspondent i.f the Standard say. The opinion that Lord Randolph had no political mission, but that his journey will nevertheless have certain political consequences is gaining ground. The London correspondent of the Vossische, claims to know that he has gone to St.