SULLIVAN REPUBLICAN. W M, CHENEY, Publisher. VOL. IX. l4 An increase of 150,000 people in ten ijcars is not so bad for a Stato which has had so much trouble over paying its -debts as Virginia has," thinks the Wash ington Star. The Massachusetts Legislature has ■passed a law prohibiting the erection of buildings over 185 feet in height übove the street, except iu the case of grain elevators, sugar refineries, steeples, "towers, and purely ornamental struct ures. The Belgian Government has issued on order forbidding all freight traffic on "the Stato railroads on Sundays aud the great festival days. On these days no goods are to be received except perish able articles, which arc to bo conveyed by fast traius. The Emperor of Japan has declared himself an enemy of duelling. In a re cent decree he ordered that every man who accpted a challenge should be fined heavily aud imprisoned from six months to two years. Any one who causes a duel is subject to the same law. Insult ing a man who has declined to fight on the field of honor is also punishable. As stated in a report of the British Board of Trade, the United States sent to British ports in 1890 504,391 cattle and 384,640 sheep, while Canada sent 83,588 cattle and 121,309 sheep. This is an enormous increase iu trade since 1877, in which year the United State.' exported to British ports 11,523 cattle aud 13,120 sheep, and Canada 7030 cut tle and 10,275 sheep. Women doctors are becoming so numerous in England that there is com petition for the appointments in hos pitals. When the Government decided to supply women doctors iu the hospitals for Mohammedan women, there was a call for a limited number of women physicians. So many applied for the position, declares the New York Adver tiser, that it will be a serious task to select from the number. The New York Advertiser observes: Italy's "fatal gift of beauty" has brought upon her many woes. Whether it was California's fatal gift of her "glorious climate" that brought down upon her those fatal hordes of Chinese we cannot toll. But her woes never end, it would seem. Backed by Federal legislation, she is on the point of stemming the tide of Celestial immigration. But now we learn that the Japanese have found her out. There are now said to be 5000 Japs in California; a number soon to rise to 20,000. The recent outburst against the Prince of Wales is, says London Truth, proof positive that loyalty in the old sense of the word has ceased to exist. The Queen is respected as a woman, but not as the eleseendant of a line of Kings. The monarchy rests upon the fragile basis of the good conduct of the occupant of the throne. As a principle it has already disappeared. It has become a mere ques tion of expediency whether we shall have a King or do without one. Kingship will last out my time, but it is doomed. Whether England will get on better or worse for being a republic, I do not know; but a republic England is likely to become before fifty years have ex pired. Thirty thousand tons, or two thousand carloads, of stall will be used in the con struction of the main buildings of the Exposition at Chicago. It has been de cided that all of the buildings will be faced with this material. Stall was in vented in France about 187G, and first used in the buildings of the Paris Expo sition in 1878. It is composed chielly of powdered gypsum, the other constit uents being alumni, glycerine and dex trine. These are mixed with water without heat, aud cast in molds in any desired shape and allowed to harden. The natural color is a murky white, but other colors arc produced by external mshes, rather than by additional iugre icnts. To prevent brittleness the rnu erial is cast around a coarse cloth, bag ring or oakum. The casts are shallow e, aud about half an inch thick. They y be in any form—in imitation of cut >ne, rock, faced stone, moldings, or 3 most delicate designs. For the low portions of the walls the material is \ed with cement, which makes it hard, all is impervious to water, and is a jrmanent building material, although s cost is less than one-tenth of that of irblc or granite, WATCHING FOR THE MORNING. When the shadows gather, And the night grows deep, And the weary eyelids Cannot close in sleep; 'Mid these hours of sadness. With their solemn warning, Comes that song of gladness, "Watching for the morning." When the morning clouds spread. O'er the azure sky, And the howling wild winds Tell the storm is nigh; When the stars nil vanish, Erst the heavens adorning, Hope the gloom will banish, "Watching for the morning." When disease has stolen Strength and cheer from thee; And the careworn spirit Writhes in agony; In the hour of sorrow. Startled by its warning: Comfort thou caust borrow, "Watching for the morning." Years aro gliding onward; Ah, how fast they fly! Wasting is life's fountain, It will soon run dry. Death —he cannot harm thee— Tread on death with scorning; Brightest visions charm thee, "Watching for the morning." Though the shadow s gather, And the night grows deep. And the weary eyelids, Close in death's long sleep; Through that night of sadness, With its solemn warning, Comes the song of gladneat, "Watching for the morning." Watching, watching, watching! Lord, how long, how long? When shall break the shadows? When burst forth the song? Haste, O blessed daybreak, With thy bright adorning; Let the joyous lay wake, "Morning! Lo! The morning!" —D. D. T. McLaughlin, in Independent. THE STAFF OF THE BRIGGS VILLE "BUGLE," 1)Y WILLIAM EAKLE BALDWIN. Mr. Bernard Bergeois was startled, lie jumped visibly, nnd nearly dropped a handful of type ho was taking from a gulley to the form on tho imposing stone. It was incompatible with the dig nity of the foreman of the mechanical department of the Briggsville Bugle to lose his self control in this way, anil he looked around uneasily as a fluffy haired girl at a case near by sniggered and made a whispered remark to another composi tor: then they looked at him aud laughed. What made the foreman jump was a whistle from the speaking tube Dot far from his ear. He did not immediately obey the summons, aud another whistle more pi onounccd and longer than the first made him glue his mouth to the tube and bawl back: "Hello!" "Come into my room at once. Don't you understand?" Mr. Bernard Bergeois thought he un derstood, and taking off his apron, went into the hallway. From an adjoining room he heard the clicking of a type writer, at intervals with a steady "plunk!" and then with brief intermis sions of silence. lie hesitated before knocking at the closed door; for when the "old man" used his machine that way it was an ofiice maxim that he was in a bad temper. And the "old man"was in a bad tem per when Mr. Bernard Bergeois mustered up enough courage to face him. His eyes gleamed through a pair of gold bowed spectacles, and his hair, which was turning gray, was rumpled over his forehead. He gave tho tardy foreman a reprimand for his slowness, and then made a remark that quite upset Mr. Bernard Bergeois. "Send everybody home," he Slid. "I don't think I <juite understand, sir," faltered the foreman. "It is but a little alter 4 o'clock." "That makes no difference. Can't you hear? Seud every one away from here except my office boy. That's plain enough, isn't it?" Every now and then the "old man" would absently strike a key with his finger, and then look up aud jerk out a few words. "But there arc five columns to set—" began the bewildering forman. "Come earlier in the morning, then. I don't want anybody around now. How can a man write with those presses out there making such an everlasting noise, and you people iu the composing room giggling and making such a racket? Why don't you have better dis cipline out there?" Mr. Bernard Bergeois had no answer ready. He was quite nonplussed. Never before in the course of his profes sional career had he received such an or der as this. "Send everybody home!" Was the "old man"going insane? Did he not know that to-morrow was publi casion day? "There ore five colums—" he began again. "Send your fivecolumus to the deuce 1" interrupted the other, furiously. "I don't care whether there are live columns or fifty, so long as every one of you gets out of here. Send me my office-boy!" Now the office-boy, who, by-the-way, was named Cox, but who was known to his intimate friends as "Swipesey," was much more pleased with the order* he LAPORTE, PA.., FRIDAY, AUGUST 28, 1891. had received than tho worthy foreman, lie went down into tho lower offico and sat in an easy-chair, with his feet on tho desk in front of him, and watched ttau other employes file out with a lordly air. "Hope you have a pleasant time," ho said, politely, to the fluffy-haired com positor. "We can run this office «lono this afternoon, we can. I write the eddytorials and sets them up. The old man ho's writing important letters, and can't be disturbed. Good afternoon." Cox made himself comfortable in tho easiest chair ho could find, and amused himself by looking over a pile of ox changes on a desk at hand. Presently this began to bore him, and he began rummaging about the room. It was seldom that he was in tho lower office alone, nnd he amused himself by climb ing up on a high stool, and taking a pen and ink and scribbling on some of th? office paper. "I can do this, when I am one of the eddy tors," he chuckled to himself. Just then ho heard some one comiug up the stairs slowly and turn iu at the door of tho office. He raised his head and looked over the desk, and saw a woman standing there, Sho had a very pale face, but was very handsome. She looked at the boy wearily. "Is the editor in?" she asked. "Well, that depends," said Swipesey, still scribbling vigorously, and looking up between dabs at the white paper be fore him. "AVhich one do you want to sec?" Tho woman sighed wearily, and then said, with an effort, "Mr. Griswold." "I am very sorry," began the boy, hitching his stool a little forward, and grabbing his cap off, and laying it care fully down before him, "but he is very busy—very busy indeed—aud gavo orders that ho was not to be disturbed. If there is anything I can do—" and ho paused expectantly. "Nothing," she replied, and sat down in a chair neor the window. "Will you please tell him a lady is waiting to see him when he is at liberty?" Now tho officc-boy scarcely knew what to do. He did not exactly care to Igo up stairs on an errand like that; it would ruin his dignity, after the re m irks he had already made. Besides, the editor was iu a nasty temper, and might throw an ink bottle at him, or something if disturbed. Tho speaking-tube—thero was his salvation! He jumped from the high stool and yelled the message up. There was no reply, but it answered every purpose, and he turned to the ladv and said: "Very good; he will see you when he is not busy, but you may have to wait." This was the first timo that Swipesey had seen tho lady face to face, and he started a little, and looked at her again. Then he put his hands behind him and stared at the floor for a moment. "I know who you arc," he said presently. "You are his wife." Tho woman looked up quickly and raised one of her hands to her forehead. She seemed a bit dazed, and asked, in a way that convinced Ssvipesey that she scarcely knew what she said, "llow did you know?" "I knew I I guessed! I put two and two together, aud I know moro about the old man than the rest of the people; and do you know, if you will let me say it, I think you haven't treated him right." The woman flushed, and looked at the boy angrily. "Don't get mad about it,"he advised her, in a fatherly way. "I mind my own business. What you two people want to do is to make up and stop all this." He paused, with a judicial air. "How did you know this?" the wo man asked. "Does Mr. Griswold make a confidant of an office boy?" Swipesey was all dignity then, "You arc mistaken there. He never said a word to me about it. I don't know very much about it,only I have put two and two together. I remember about six months ago, when he bought the paper, that ono day some one was iu tho office aud asked him about you. Ho all to onco became very cool, and said, in an uneasy way, that you were in Califoruy for your health. Aud one day I was cleaning up his desk, and I found a picture there— your picture. 1 put it back where I found it; and one night when I had to come back to the office with some copy to leave for tho compositors to begin on in the morning, I found him in the dark at his desk, sitting there and cry ing, with the picture in his hand. He didn't know I saw him, but I did just tho same. And that's why lam sorry for him; I had never seen a man cry be fore. And when he's cross and hard with us people about the office, I know ho ain't really that way, but that the pain drives him to it, and ho is trying to forget about everything." The officc-boy told all this in a grave manner, and his quietness evidently im pressed itself on the woman in his favor, for she said nothing, aud allowed him to goon. "Sometimes I would see in tho other papers that ' Mrs. Griswold, wife of Editor Griswold, of tho Briggsvillo Bu gle, is in Santa Barbara for her health,' and then you would be in Tacouia and all sorts of places; but ho never spoke of you in his paper, and you never came here. I have beard talk, too, of a quar rel you two had. and—of course I have —have surmised that something was wrong. I don't know what separated you, or why you left him, or lie you, and it isn't any of my business; but now you have come back to him, I hope you will stay with hiui." The woman looked at Swipescy's in telligent freckled face, and saw tho brightness of his small gray eyes. Sho was impressed with his rod hair and his snub-nose. And sho humored him by asking, "Is that what you would adviso me to do!" "Certainly," answered the boy, with out hesitation. "That's what I would advise you to do." "But suppose he wants me to come more than half way? Suppose, after all, he doesn't want me to stay?" "That's all right. I'll fix that. lean manage it. He's been waiting for you a long timo, I guess, but he's too proud to tell you to come back to him. He's up stairs now, writing a letter, and"—here Swipesey looked at her brightly—"l /think it is to you. Sometimes he haa started letters, which I have found in the waste-basket torn or partly burned, beginuing, 'My dearest wife,' but I don't think he has ever sent them. However, that is none of my business. But to-day what do you think he did? lie sent everybody home in order to be alone that he might write. It was noth ing connected with the paper, I know, for tho copy is all in. I think ho is writing to you upstairs to come back, aud he doesn't know you are here al ready." "If he will only say ho was wrong, and ask my forgiveness," the woman muttered, looking out of the window at the pattering rain. Then sho started up, seemingly unawaro of the boy's pres j nice. "But I mustn't ask too much. I i was in the wrong as much as he." 1 "Now I tell you wbnt to do," said j Swipesey, with eagerness. "If you put ' ibis into my hands, we'll fix it up all | right." His eyes shone, aud he took a j lew steps forward, with his small hands ' clasped together aud his face raised hopo j ully toward the woman. "You let |no go upstairs and sort of prepare ' him. I'll not say who wants to see him, ) but I'll just give him a hint. Aud then I ;ou go up and surprise him; and if you | ook at him aud smile, and if you tell him you are sorry, I don't think he would | send you away; now, do you?" | The woman looked down at the lad, 1 and smiled sadly at him. She could not help being amused at his eagerness to ' help her and the lonely inau upstairs. ! Ho seemed to divine what she was j thinking of, for he said, "Oh, you ] mustn't think I am dipping my finger in jto something that ain't my business, for I should like to hear him laugh as he did I a long time ago; and besides, it is not right for two ygoplo to be apart tho way I you aud him are." The woman laughed nervously. "I i don't think you had better meddle, after ! all," she said. "You may be a very bright boy, but it might make him angry to think I had allowed—" "I nover set up to bo bright," said Swipesey. in an injured tone. "If I was an entire stranger he might not like it; but being on the staff, why, it's entirely different—see?" Tho woman laughed again, and then asked, "What do you propose to do?" "Well, you sit right down iu that chair again, and I'll run upstairs. I'll not bo gone but a minute, and then I'll come back for you." Before she could say a word to stop him, he had whisked out of tho room, and she heard him going up tho stairs two steps at a time. She sighed again, and looked down and watched the peo ple passing. Then Swipesey was back with a cor dial encouraging; "Come aloug. I've fixed it. He'll see you." And they went up tho stairs—up into the ofiice, which had become quite dark now, and was but a cheerless place at best. Swipesey threw open the door saying, "Here she is, sir." The old man was scribbling. Ho had laid aside tho type-writer for the pen, and he kept on for a moment. Then he looked up iu a bewildered way, throw down his pen, rubbed his eyes, sprang up, and with a bound was across tho room. "Grace!" waa all he said. And Swipesey smiled in a self-satis fied sort of way, and closing the door, left thom alone. And when the editor came down stairs into the lower ofiice a half hour later, with a shining, happy look in his eyes, he found Swipesey sit ting in the chair, with his feet high up on the desk aud his hat tilted on the back of his head, buried deep in the folds of a newspaper. "Come up stairs with me, Cox," he said, joyously. "I want to introduce you to my wife. I want everybody on the paper to know her." "I suppose so," said the boy, discon tentedly. But theu, he added, in his imputent way: "You uecdn't intorduce me to her. Sho and mo knows each other already."— Harper's Weekly. Facts About the Moose. In the Zoologist Mr. Lockhart, an ex perienced huuter, gives some interesting facts about the moose. The senses of hearing and smelling in the mtoose aro remarkably acute, and tho animal in couching lies with its tail to windward and eyes to leeward, so that it can scent an approaching enemy from ono side or 3ee him from tho other. When sleeping or ruminating, the ears of the moose aro perpetually moving, one forward, the | other backward, alternately, like those ot a horse. Before going to rest tho moose turns on its course and lies down Hear its trail, so as to be able to hear or smell its pursuer before he cornea up with it. Terms—sl.2s in Advance; $1.50 after Three Months SCIENTIFIC AND INDUSTRIAL. Flexible cast-iron is new. Paper wheels increase in popularity. Freshly powdered charcoal is an ex cellent absorbent of foul gases. A Pittsburg house will supply the ma chinery for an iron works at Rio Janeiro, Brazil. The first overhead trolley road in Eng land .is to be built in Leeds by the Thomson-Houston company. A mathematician has discovered that a bicycler can travel fifteen miles over a good road on his wheel with less exer tion than ho can walk three miles. A six horse-power electric motor will operate the draw of the new Harvard bridge at Boston. This is said to be the first application of electricity to work of this kind. New York parties liavo been buying wild marsh hay at Jefferson, Wis., and will experiment with it for tho manufac ture of a cheap but superior articlo of binding twine. The band saw is fast superseding the circular 6aw for all kinds of work. The latest application is made by the tailors, who are using it with great success for cutting cloth. A German professor has discovered a curious gaseous compound, made up of oxygen anil hydrogen. It dissolves metals, and, with silver and mercury, it forms powerful explosives. A new idea in ratchet-drills is a too] that will work in both directions, thus saving one-half of the time consumed iu the use of the ordinary ratchets. Tho mechanicism is very simple. A number of private residences in Boston have been fitted up with eleva tars operated by electric motors. The elevatore carry two or three passengers, and the apparatus is said to be simple and compact. There are about 105 wonicu to every 100 men; one quarter of the population of the world die before the age of seven teen years; only one in 1000 lives to be 100 years old, and only six in 1000 reach seventy-tive. Excessive moisture of the hands is n disagreeable trouble for which the fol lowing is said to be a remedy: Tinc ture of belladonna,half an ounce; eau de cologne, four ounces. Rub it upon the hands several times daily. Tho death of Albert Hamm, the great oarsman, at the age of thirty-one, revives the question of tho healthfuwea* of ath letics. Hamm's death was me result ol hemorrhage of the lungs, and it is be lieved that overtraining caused it. Slato is extensively used for electric switch boards, and although it is liable to fracture, yet an electric construction company recently drilled 12,000 quarter inch holes in a slab five-eigths of an inch thick aud containing but twenty-two squaro feet of surface. A Liverpool man has invented on elec tric organ with many novel features, lie does away with stop-kuobs, a touch of the button instantly putting the stop in or out of operation. By the action of the "transposing switch" the music as it is being played may be transposed to a higher or lower key by the action of the electric current. The Government of Spain has granted to two merchants in Angola, Africa, the exclusive privilege, for ten years, of ex porting from the province of Angola a new industrial product invented by them and extracted from a common tubercute, which has not yet been scientifically classified for any industrial purpose. The product is to be applied to the tuti lling of hides. Origin of the Grossbeak. There has always been a dispute in regard to the pretty gros9beaks which have visited this city in large flocks nearly every winter for ten or twelve years past. It has bccu claimed that they originated from a number of the birds of this species brought here in a ship from China and turned loose by Mr. Walter Moffet. Others claim that the birds are natives of this country, and are identical with tho evening grossbeak of tho Middle States. Among the birds brought over on the Coloma, from Iloug Kong, to be turned loose hero, are a number of these grossbeaks, which goes to prove that the theory that the flocks hero originated from birds brought from China by Walter Mollet is the true one. Old residents say that there were no such birds here in tarly days. It is scarcely possible that they have emigrated here over the Rocky Mountains.— l'ortlaiul Oregonian. Armadillos in Texas. A Mr. Cullen, who resides some eisrlit miles from Austin, Texas, brought into that city recently an armadillo which ho captured near his homo. Its back re sembles that of a tortoise. It lias a nose resembling an alligator or opossum, and has long claws which resemble those of a bear. The armadillo burrows in the ground like a ground-hog and is peculiar to the South American and Central Am erican countries, whose inhabitants es teem it good food. It is rather an odd find in this country, though. Sir. Cul len says there are a good many of them to be seen on Williamson Creek, iu that county.— New Orleans Picayune. If the small boy who runs away togo swimming doesn't make a clean breast of it while he's iu the water he won't when he geta out. — Bujf'alo Express. NO. 46. BEFORE THF. GATE. Tbay grave the whole long day to idle laugh ter. , To fitful song and jest, To moods of soberness as idle, after, * And silenced, as idle, too, as the rest. But when at last upon their way returning, Taciturn, lato and loath. Through the broad meadow in the sunset burning, They reached the gate, one fine spall hin dered them both. Her heart was troubled rrith a subtle an guish Such as but women know. That wait, and lest love speak or speak not, languish, And what they would, would rathei they would not so; Till ha said—manlike nothing compi ahend ing Of all the wondrous guile That women won win themselves with, and bending Eyes of relentless asking on her the while— "Ah, if beyond this gate the path united Our steps as far as death, And I might open it"—His voice, affrighted At its own daring, faltarod under his breath. Then she—whom both his faith and fear en chantod Far beyond words to tell, Feeling her woman's finest wit had wanted The art he had that knew to blunder i. well— Shyly drew near a littlo step, and mocking, "Shall we not be too late For tea?" she said. "I'm quits worn out with walking; Yes, thanks, your arm. And will you— open the gate?' Wilhirm Dean llowclls. HUMOR OF TIIK DAY. Should the telephone girl wear "yel ier" shoes in summer?— Boston Bulletin. There is a whole world of difference between the North and South poles.— Life. The proper time for experimenting with airships is in lly time.— Nexo Orleans Picayune. Someone asks: "Who is the really happy man?" Some other man.— New York liecorder. The politician who wrote an open let ter wishes now that he hail kept it closed. Trmx »s it'tinjS. Budgely says the most difficult part of a drinking song is the "refrain."—iliuy hamtcm Republican. A goose farm has been started in Mich igan. It will be managed by a Michigan der.—Tejcas Si/tings. Wooden—"What a funny head that fel low has." Wagg—"Yes. lie's a humor ist."—Boston Courier. A man's idea of being good to a woman is to give her opportunities to be good to him.— Atchison Globe. Husband—"Do you suppose that you could dress on §4O a year?" Wife—"l could, but I can't"— Lowell Citizen. A man who will lie for himself with out hesitation will recoil with horror from lying for you.— Atchison Globe. "And she rejected youi" "She did." "By Jupiter! Aud yet they say that wo men have no sense. " — Neio York Press. "How contagious the gentleman be hind the bat is," said a Boston girl at the base-ball match.— Washington Star. "Papa says Mr. Blauque is a promis ing young man." Her Sister—"He is, indeed; he's engaged to six girls!"— Lift. Maud—"l'd hate to think that you'd throw yourself at Fred." Mamie—"Why not? He's a good catch."— Brooklyn Life. One trouble about unpleasant people is that it generally seems impossible for them to get out of the way.—Milicau kee Journal. Batlcy (in history exam.) —"They say that history repeats itself. Ah 1 if it would but repeat itself to me!'"—Har vard Lampoon. When Edison's kinetograph comes into general me, we shall at least be able to see what that sweet-voiced operator at the Central office really looks like.— Life. Thatcher—"Nixon seems like a dull sort of fellow. Does he ever crack a joke?" Boxton—"Has to—always. Can't see into it if ho doesn't."— Kate Field's Washington. Mamma—"Now, Pussie, you must go to nurse and tell her to put you to bed; it's past S o'clock. Pussie—"No. Mura mie, dear, it isn't; cook has just told me it is only half past."— Fun. It is so perplexing to be told that a married man has been released from his suilerings nt last—you can never tell whether it is the man himself who has died, or his wife.— Fremdenlilatt. "Your son has been graduated?" "Yes." "Now the question is, will he be able to make iiis knowledge useful, to impart it to others?" "I guess -so. Ho has begun to impart it to me."— JVtw York I'rets. Bolivar (an enthusiastic advocate of cremation) —"I wrote the Cremation Company last, week asking them to lile my formal application to be cremated." Vau Dyke—"Ah! Did you receive a re ply?" Bolivar—"Oh, yes. Thoy told me to come early aud avoid thu rush." —Brooklyn Li/c.
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