NORTH SHORE BREEZE. 
23. 
_ Turtle and Farina. 
‘Turtle and farina taken together rep- 
vesent to those who live on the Ama- 
ton, be they white, negro or Indian or 
ohe of the numerous. crossbreeds, 
what the salmon does to the’ Alaska 
Indian, the cocoanut to the south sea 
islander and rice to the Mongolian. 
A short run of salmon in the Alaska 
rivers, a crop failure in the paddy 
fields of China, a hurricane in the 
south sea islands, all reduce to the 
same thing—famine. On the Amazon 
a shortage of turtles may be tided 
over by a plentitude of farina, or vice 
yersa. A failure of both turtles and 
farina in the same year brings great 
and widespread distress. Farina is a 
crude, locally made product of the 
root of the manioc, a further refine- 
ment of which results in the tapioca of 
commerce. Tapioca is the pure starch . 
of the root, farina the starch mixed 
with a woody fiber, the latter impart- 
ing a yellowish color to the compound. 
Farina under a number of different 
- names is more or less of a staple with 
'_ the natives in all of tropical America 
from the West Indies to Paraguay.— 
Los Angeles Times, 
In Wild Wales. 
Tourist—Good morning, my pretty 
maid. Whose sheep are these? 
Shepherdess—They belong to Mr. 
~ Goronwy Cadwaladr, sir. 
T.—Oh, a very nice name too! And 
where does he live? 
$.—At Tre’rgeifrgwylition. 
T.—Have you been much from 
home? 
§.—Only in ‘Anglesey, sir. I went 
with my brother and my sister to Lla- 
nerchymeddymmondo and from there 
to see Creigiau Crugyll and came back 
to Llanfairmathafarneithaf, and then— 
T.—Hold hard! Let me ‘breathe a 
little! Well, where afterward? 
§$.—Well, my brother had to go back 
to Chwarel Caebraichycafn and my 
sister to Llanaelhaiarn, but on our 
way home we went to see the little 
church by the river—such a funny old 
fashioned church, sir. 
T.—Where is it? 1 mean what par- 
ish? 
§.—In Llanfairpwllgwyngyllgagery- 
ehwyrndrobwillitysiliogogogoch. 
T.—Mercy on us! ‘That’s enough! 
However shall I find such a place?— 
London Spectator. 
Suspicious. 
During a period of political agitation 
a stranger arrived in Magdeburg, 
where, on applying to the authorities, 
he obtained a permit or ticket of resi- 
dence. He had not been long in the 
town before he became aware that his 
steps were being dogged by a man in 
blue uniform. He bore it for days, 
but at last said to the spy: “Sir, do you 
wish to drive me mad? Why do you 
pursue mein this way?’ 
“T am a detective, and my instrne 
tions are not to lose sight of you,” was 
the quiet_answer. 
“Why, what fault have the police 
to find with me?” shouted the stran- 
Bes 228 CEO De eine w~r ey ~—~--~-—-~—-- 
passport is in order. Here is my 
ticket of residence. I am a citizen of 
Berlin. Why do you follow me about?” 
“Tt states in your passport,’ was 
the reply, “that you were going to re- 
side here for pleasure. That looked 
suspicious, as it is the first time any 
one came to reside in Magdeburg for 
pleasure.” 
Religion In Holland. 
The following incident was told me 
by Lecky in somewhat whimsical illus- 
tration of his ®elief that if religion 
were to die out of all other Huropean 
nations it would still survive in Hol- 
land: A Dutch peasant was in sore 
straits about the impossibility of mak- 
ing his hens observe Sunday. Hecame 
to his pastor with a present of eggs. 
He regretted, he said, that he could 
not prevent his hens from laying these 
on the Sabbath, but he made what 
amends he could by giving them to 
God’s minister that they might be 
handed over to the poor and infirm.— 
“Old and Odd Memories.” 
A Long Felt Want. 
An American once went to Windsor 
castle and insisted upon seeing Queen 
Victoria. He was told that it was 
quite impossible, as an audience with 
the queen could be had only by ap- 
oointment. Still he persisted, and then 
they told him fiatfooted that before 
seeing the queen he must state the ob- 
ject of his visit. He said he wanted 
to show her a new piece of furniture, 
a throne bed—a perfect throne by day 
and a perfect bed by night. 
Her Sad Fintsh. 
“Did you ever know a girl to die for 
love?’ 
“Yes,” 
“Did she just fade away and die be- 
cause some man deserted her?” 
“No. She just took in washing and 
worked herself to death because the 
man she loved married her.”’—Houston 
Post. 
A Helping Hand. 
Mistress (hurrying frantically)—Ma- 
ry, what time is it now? Maid—Half 
past 2, mum. Mistress—Oh, I thought 
it was later. I still have twenty min- 
utes to catch the steamer. Maid—Yis, 
mum. I knew ye’d be rushed, so I set 
the clock back thirty minutes to give 
ye more time.—Puck. 
Would Be Taken Care Of. 
“1 fear-I am not worthy of you.” 
“Never mind about that,’ responded 
the young lady with the square jaw. 
“Between mother and myself I imag- 
ine we can effect the necessary im- 
provements.”’—Louisville Courier-Jour- 
nal. 
The Medium. 
“Papa, what is the person called who 
brings you in contact with the spirit 
~ world?’ 
“A bartender, my son.”—Hxchange. 
Printing. 
2 call Be 
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office 1s capable would require too much space. 
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