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LIFE’S ALBUM OF FRIENDSHIPS. GENERAL MERCIER AND CAPTAIN DREYFUS. man just from Duluth that Aguinaldo has seven mind-readers and fifteen clairvoy- ants on his staff, who have a line on Boston night and day. Perhaps you may begin now to realize tho perils we aro facing. I notice the papers aro abusing this cll- mate to beat the band. Of course Manila isn’t Coney Island, nor Luzon the Adiron- dacks; but when we clean out Agulaaldo wo'll introduce a good brand of Anglo- Baxon weather here. People seem to forget that wo found the climate on our hands when we got hero, and the cranks and kickers seem to imagine that weatheF can be put up incans and be opened when needed. It is as good a tropical climate as any in tho yellow fever belt, It rains a good deal, of course, but as wo have a lot of rubbor and umbrella Industries yawning for business, and as I have spent some ten years in Maine, Kansas and Arizona, I 6co no particular objection to a little moisture. I observe that the kickers have thrown down old man Alger at last. 1am sorry, for he wasa good man tothe quartermaster, anda fathortothecommissary. We'll miss Russell A., you can bet. He was a man with a soft heart fora tolling quartermaster whose accounts got mixed by the enemy, and almost any kind of an afMfidavit went with the old man. It’s tough. I suppose we'll be getting some measly civil service reformer in his place, who will go smelling around to know why things waste and dis- appear in this climate, I know one man who won't stand any nonsense of that sort, even to save his country. I propose to be treated like an officer and a gentleman, Bee: YOUR MONEY OR YOUR LIFE. and I don’t wanta lot of auditors nosing into” my affairs, It is about time wo stood up and rebuked the traitors who aro tying our hands; our mission here must bo accomplished, and grand old Anglo-Saxon civilization be planted bere at whatever cost. Speaking of cost reminds mo that there is a fine opening bere for an ico plant, a good American ico plant, one that will bo an honor to the flag, and pay good money. , Talk it up among tho boys, got the capital, und I'll do the rest. It will soon bo necessary, I fear, to put forth the broad, genorous hand of the government to look after theimpov- crished refugees of war. The papersat home should take it up and strengthen the hands of the men in power. The government must feed and clothe them or our national honor be tarnished. If the government moves in this urgent matter, I may be able to meet that note of Watson's at an early date, Tell tho folks I am still fighting for that dear old flag. Yours, QM. D. At the Table. HE LOVER: Love makes the world go ‘round. ; Tne Lawpiapy: I wish love or some- thing else would make this chicken go *round. i The Place for Him. &G I? like to enlist, but I'm not heavy enough,” said Ricketts, mourn- fully. “Why not join one of the skeletoa regiments?” suggested Larkin.