AGUINALDO AND MACAROONS.

Alexandra Herald and Central Otago Gazette, Issue 380, 20 August 1903, Page 6

AGUINALDO AND MACAROONS.

TifSiihneun of a Youthfml Jf«a»e«Ut« of time Famous -Filipino. - ' "It was in London," safd the girl, tossing down the little book, writes Caroline Lockhart in Xew Lippinoott, "that I made my last soulful entry. At the table next to us at. a London restaurant sat a female missionary from Manila, bringing home with her a boy Filipino, evidently as an awful example of the table manners of that country. The missiontry was a short-Laired lady, who wore, among other remarkable things, -a sailor hat and big spectacles. Her cloth gaiters persistently toed in; but she beamed with pride as she gazed upon her convert. As for the convert, he looked like a miniature edition of" Aguinaldo, and he ate like a pet coon. That nfght we had macaroons. "Now. littio Aguinaldo reasoned that he wasted valuable time chewing his food, so he bolted the macaroons as he had successfully gobbled the fore parr of his dinner. Whether hf did not get the right twist, or whether the macaroons were not bo;s' size .1 shall never know. I only know that lie suddenly stopped, gasped distressingly and rapidly grew blaek in the face. The missionary lady leaped to her feet and pounded the back of her redeemed heathen till she herself became hatless and bereft of her spectacles. The head waiter pranced over and banged the Filipino's: hunched shoulders till it sounded like a druncorps. B»t his beady eyes only bulged the more. Then-they carried the boy and his macaroon out into the hall, where the head waiter swung him by his heels until a yell popped from him that' reassured us. But the missionary lady never forgave me for the grin she saw on my face when it looked as if little Aguinaldo's sweet young life was about to be cut short by a macaroon."

PROFITS FROM WASTE. Financial Gain of a«lH& City.front the Gathering of Trlfiea in Public Uuildlngs. Very few people know what 1comes of the waste which they ter over the floors of the city I ; throw heedlessly into the bask- ; s of that mighty pile, says the Phii---:Jfcl-phia Record. Yet the city makes from s3'J<) to SOOO and $730 oil tlus tvaste every year. Theilcleaning of the building has been intru.sted to the public buildings commission and 1o the chief of the bureau of city property, the former having charge of the corridors, the latter rtonniiarlntr »»ver the C::«i odd r./oa:s jiir t ihe *:;:, :»i.Each, in turn, employs a farge*~force of sweepers. On each floor are four recepJacles. with great bronze doorways, sitti'p;t«*d in the-supporting walls antl n:>c!i:iii; into a sliaft that runs from Ihe roof to the basement, where it enters a large room called the "waste basket."' These ro>,. . !«:»;> ' twice a week. - -~,j away—all .u- j.„ c /, ' - - always . . from the "other waste matt< r a:*d sold. In amount of rubbish the eitv commissioners hold first place, "the survey bureau second; the eoune'l chambers third and the bui!d;n«rs "ommission fourth. From them tome specifications, ballots, old correspondence. drawings and iron, copper and tin waste, which all sell at good pries. All the profits from this source are turned over !>y the various heads to the city treasurer. * Vp in the Air. It is one of the peculiarities of travel by balloon, says the Idler, that you do r.;ot feel anything; all is still wi;h vou, ;i.i matter how fast you may be "■oin"'. You see, you are ruling-with the wind; you move as fast as it stores; vou are pnrt and parcel of it. whether you wish «o be or not. It takes you in its embrace so firmly, yet so softly, you do rot know it is there. You may be in the teeth of a hurricane, but you never know it; all is calm and placid with you.