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THE AMERICAN BEE-KEEPER. 



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A TiirkiHl) r.c(1y. 



Every woman, rich or pnor, with the 

 least repard for her (;hara(!trr must be 

 in her house by euiidowii. f)iily think 

 of the long, dull winter afternoons and 

 evenings when no friend can come near 

 ttiem, as all their female friends must 

 be in their own houses, and male friends 

 ttey cannot have. Even the men of 

 their own family associate but little 

 with them. Let us hope that with the 

 increase of int(^rcourse between Euro- 

 peans and Turks the life of the women 

 mu.st chanj^e and that as the men have 

 dropped their oriental garb the women 

 will in time part with the yashmak and 

 ferejeh, and that with them their isolat- 

 ed lives will cease. Young Turks who 

 have been educated in Berlin, Paris and 

 Vienna before they marry have been 

 heard to declare that their wives shall 

 be free, and yet when it comes to the 

 point they have all yielded to the 

 tyranny of custom. Nor is there any 

 chance of change during the reign ol 

 Abdul Hamid, whose views on the se- 

 clusion of women are very strict, scarce- 

 ly a year passing without fresh laws on 

 thicker yashmaks and more shapekss 

 ferejehs. 



On the Bosporus their caiques are a 

 great resource to the Turkish ladies, 

 but in Pera those of the upper classes 

 can only go out, in closed carriages, to 

 the Sweet Waters occasionally, accom- 

 panied by their husbands on horseback. 

 But they may speak to no one while 

 driving; their own husbands and sons 

 cannot even bow to them as they pass, 

 and no one would venture to say a word 

 to his own wife or mother when the 

 carriage pulls up. The police would at 

 once interiere. The highest mark of 

 respect is to turn your back on a lady, 

 and this de rigueur when any member of 

 the imperial harem passes. — Longman's 

 Magazine. 



On the Ferry. 



Blossom (to Italian sitting beside a 

 large valise) — My friend, that valise 

 is taking up considerable room. Will 

 you kindly move it and allow me to sit 

 down? 



Italian — No mova noth. 



Blossom — But I want to sit down. 



Italian — No cara. 



Blossom — But I do. Will yoti take 

 that valise off the seat? 



Italian — :so taka noth. 1 toie yo' 

 afora. 



Blossom (getting warm in the collar) 

 — If you don't take that valise off the 

 seat I will. Do you understand me? 



Italian — i unstana what yo' talka. 

 I no taka cut otfa. 



Blossom (throwing valise off the seat) 

 — There, now ! If you want your lug- 

 gage, you cm go and get it. 



Italian — Eat no belonga to mea. 



Blossom— Eh? 



Italian — Eat no belonga to mea. Yo' 

 seea thata tiigar mana — 



Blossom (as he replaces the valise) — 

 Why didn't you say so before? I don't 

 mind standin;^ up. It's only a short dis- 

 tance across. 



Italian (to himself) — Eat no belonga 

 to mea, eat no belonga to th' beegar 

 man. Eat belonga to mya leetel sis in 

 th' cit ; I taka eat to hera.— San Fran- 

 cisco Wave. 



Singular Deathbed Scene. 



Truth is not only stranger than fic- 

 tion, but occasionally more amusing 

 than the jests of the humorist. Writing 

 of Elizabeth Fry, the philanthropist 

 and Quaker minister, Mr. Hare, in his 

 biography of "The Gurueys of Earl- 

 ham, " tells an almost incredible inci- 

 dent. 



During her frequent visits to Nor- 

 folk, Mrs. Fry ty no means ceased from 

 her ministrations, but even in her fam- 

 ily she often had to trust her seed to 

 very stony ground. It is recollected with 

 amusement how, when she was sum- 

 moned to the deathbed of a Norfolk 

 squire, who was nearly related to her, 

 he received her with this greeting: 



"I am glad to see thee, Elizabeth, 

 and shall be very glad to talk with 

 thee, but thee must just wait till these 

 have done. ' ' 



On the other side of the bed were two 

 cocks fighting. 



That occurred in England 64 years 

 ago, and the man was one of the land- 

 ed gentry. The world moves. 



SandoTr Got Mad. 



Sandow, the strong man, tells how 

 once, on a holiday in Paris, he went 

 with an old school 1. nd into a billiard 

 room, where some Frenchmen tried to 

 fasten a quarrel on him because he was 

 a German. The Parisian went so far as 



