Millheim Journal. (Millheim, Pa.) 1876-1984, April 01, 1880, Image 1

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    YOL. LI V.
PROFESSION 1L CJIR I) S.
C. T. Alexander. C. M. Bower.
ALEXANDER !t BOWER,
ATTORNEYS AT LAW.
BKLLKFONTE, PA.
Office In Garman's new building.
JOHN B. LINN,
. ATTORNEY AT LAW,
BKLLKFONTE, PA.
Office on Allegheny Street.
OLEMENT DALE,
ATTORNEY AT LAW
BELLEFOXTK, PA.
Northwest corner of Dl unond. "
D. O. Bush. 8. H. Yocum. D. H. Hastings.
YOCUM A HASTINGS,
ATTORNEYS AT LAW.
BKLLEFONTE, PA.
High Street. Opposite First National Bank.
w M. C. HEINLE,
ATTORNEY AT LAW,
BELLEFOXTK, PA.
Pract'ce* in all the-cburts of Centre County.
Spec al attention to Collections. Consultations
In German or Engl sh..
f. reeder,
ATTORNEY AT LAW,
BKLLKFONTE, PA.
All bus ness promptly attended to. collection
ot claims a speciality.
J. A. Beaver. J. W. Gephait.
Jg 12 AVER & GEPUART,
ATTORNEYS AT LAW,
BELLEFONTE, PA.'. * . ' .
Office oa Alleghany Street, North of High,
'yy' A - MORRISON,
ATTORNEY AT LAW,
BELLEFONTE, PA.
Office on Woodrlng's Block, Opposite court
Honse.
S. KELLER,
ATTORNEY AT LAW,
BELLEFONTE, PA.
Consultations In English or German. Office
in Lyon's Building, Allegheny Street. '•*-
JOHX G. LOVE,
* ATTORNEY AT LAW,
bellefonte, pa. . I
ortlce m the rooms formerly occupied by the
late W. P. Wilson.
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BANKING CO.,
WAIN STREET,
i I
MILLHRIM, PA. .
A WALTER, Cashier. DAV. KKAPB, Pres.
HARTER,
AUCTION Eftlß,
REBEUSBURG, PA.
Satisfaction Guaranteed.
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A Big Telephone.
The biggest telephonic invention yet is
being hatched by a man in Yofk State. It
is a plan for constant telephonic communi
cation between an ocean steamer and
the shore. It would take a column to
give the details of the project; it is sufficient
to say that it i 9 a sort of reel which lavs a
kind of cable as the steamer moves along, j
and when the vessel returns the wire is re
wound. It seems ratlier-too much to be
lieve that a steamer could staft. out with
over 3,000 miles of insulated wire ip a reel
that is dragged vessel, and then
on returning from Liverpool wind up the
line again without a break, but everything
appears to be possible with the telephone.
The shore end of the u ire is connected with
company's offices in New York; and when
the vessel drops down to Sandy Hook the
wife from the sternmost; reel in the shell is
connected Ibere. The vessel starts out to
sea; the wire begins to release itself. When
two hundred miles have been accomplisl e
an automatic connection releases a leaden
sinker, weighing five pounds, aud this, a9
the vessel goes on, finds its way'to the bed
of the ocean, At the point where the
sinker is attached, the wire is much
heavier for a distance of two hundred feet.
Thus, at every two hundred miles, this
shell, which is full of automatic and clock
work machinery, releases a sinker, thus
fixing a telegraph wire on the bed of the
ocean. The inventor proposes to establish
a small printing establishment and issue a
little daily sheet on every ocean steamer
plying the seas. This right he proposes to
become the owner of and issue his journal
called the Ocean Wave, so that no traveler
bv the sea will remain for an hour ignorant
of the world's doings. Private messages
will be taken aud sent. Friends can hear
each other's voices from, midocean to shore,
and shore to midocean. Instantaneous
news of disaster can be flashed to the
seaport left and as the point of latitude and
longitude is told, and as the other com
panies know the exact position of their
ships and steamers, a hundred succoring
ships or steamers can be sent with relief;
and as the tracks of commerce are now
known and followed no serious disaster can
occur. Other results will be the constant
money speculations that can go on by wire.
Criminals afloat can be appreherded; the
march of storms be made known; deaths
telegraphed. Cargoes can be bought and
sold in transit; contracts be made; marine
insurance effected —and thus will life be
come almost perfectly cosmopolitanized ou
f very sea and shore.
. f • V i<t f
LIVING.
Not all of living lies
In the swift ebb and flow that men call hreat! !
Some lives crow mightier from the touch * t
death.
And scale immortal skies.
Most truly do those live
Whose deeds above the clinging mists of time
Shine like a star from cloudless height sub
lime,
And such deep yearnings give.
That the pul-e throbs and thrills.
To gain the sunmu*s whence the radiauce
streams.
A nobler strain has echoed through our
dreams,
Aud all our being tills.
We list with eager ears.
We trace the .path which scales the mountain
steep.
We know they linger not for rest or sleep.
Those men whose hopes and fears
Still poiutcd upward, where
Truth's mountain stream gleams white be
neath the sky:
They could not slake their thirst in founts
that lie
Beneath that upper a:r.
For them there is no death.
Immortal grew thby ru immortal quest,
And to their goal, a noble baud abreast.
Strive on with bated breath.
Nay. living is not life;
You cannot win it in a selfish dream.
In sheltered vales besides a lotus stream;
But in a eeqslees strife —
A strike like this of yore
Who, to save others, dared the dragon's fold!
Aud still the ravening wrong, though strong
and bold.
Men conquer as before.
The Spy.
It was more thai)- a hundred years ago,
011 a hitter December night in the dark year
of 177t>, that throe persons were earnestly
engaged in conversation, in a rooni of a
house on Second street, opposite C-hrist
ChJtrch, in the city of -Philadelphia. The
dimly fiarinn light of a wax candle re
vealed the group as tin y sat by the table—
an old man, a beautiful young woman and*
a youth attired in the Continental uniform.
The- topic upon which thev conversed
seeuied to agitate them greatly. The old
man was especially nervous, and while lie j
was speaking there suddenly.cauie a great
dash of sleet against the window, and the
startling crash of a banging shutter, that
caused him to start with a look of alarm,
and lose the thread of speech.. When lie
resumed, he said tremulously:
"God be merciful to its all! These are
evil times ! MethoughtT heard the rattle
of drums and musketfyl" May the good
God defend us!" . _ . . I
"Amen," said the young soldier, .rev
erently.
'HJo on, daughter!" continued the old
man, addressing the girl. "Tell us what
this son of Belial hath said to thee !"
"I will tell thee all," answered the young
woman, with tears in her eyes.
"This man, Robert Esteleck hath been
my cross for years! He hath tortured me
with his attentions—claimed my heart and ;
hand, although I spurned and despised
him, and doggtd my steps everywhere.*
Have I not told Lim that I was thy be
trothed?" laying her hand softly on the J
soldier. "The wife of thee, the brave 1
Joseph Stamford! He knoweth no honor, j
But to-day, he tellclh me unless I become j
his wife he will bring disgrace and ruin]
upon me and mine. He tauufed me—said ■
to me, 'beware of me if thou rouseth me !' 1
Heaven pity me! What can Ido to avert
his pursuit, his calumny ? To-day he hath.
even spoken to me the evil—"
"bay no more!" ejaculated the soldier,
grinding his chair back upon the polished :
iioor, and smiting his sword hilt with 'the
palm of his hand. "Peace, Alice, peace
in God's name! Ihave heard enough !—I
know all! This maddens me ! This man,
this monster of a Robert Esteleck shall not
escape me ! lie shall not escape me ! He
shall not live. No, by heavens!"
"What is this ?" broke in the old man,
with an expression of anger. "Mad words
and malice ! Man against man! Is this
thy talk ? Prithee, let me have no more of
it! Leave the wicked to God. 'Ven
geance is mine, saitli the Lord.'"
This rebuke brought a spell of silence
upon tire place for a moment. In an in
stant afterwards there was a great knock at
the door.
"It's the wind," cried the old man, with
a face of terror.
The knocking continued louder and
louder;
Alice and the youOg soldier, running
with one impulse to open the door, there
entered two dripping figures.
.• "Abad night," said one of them as he
entered the room.
"Yea, verily, friend!" answered the
man, peering at the newcomers, then con
tinuing, "Art thou not Captain Tamperf"
"That is my name, and I present to you
Corporal Best, at your service."
"And your name is Abraham Shippeu,
if I mistake not ?" said the officer.
"True, true," said the old man; "and
; Captain Tamper and Corporal Best are
welcome to shelter, God knows. Draw
: near the fire, friends."
j "I am sorry to say its a bad night, and
bad business brings us,"' said the officer.
"There was a large meeting to day at the
! Indian Queen Hotel, on Fourth Street, re
specting immediate action against spies,
Tories, and friends of the King. Several
i were implicated. Among others, the Com
; mittee of Safety gives us the name ot one
Robert Esteleck."
•"Ah!" broke in the young soldier.
"And one Joseph Stamford!"
j A scream from Alice. A sudden out
burst from the others of, "Joseph Stam
ford!''
The young soldier rose up, and bowing
' to the officer, said excitedly: "At your ser
vice, Captain Tamper! Joseph Stamford
is present. He salutes his superior offi
cer! "
! "You are suspected of beiug a friend of
George III!"
"That for George the III!" snapping his
fingers. "George Washington for me!"
"You are accused of singing 'God save
the King,' in this house."
| "What?"
i "That is strange," broke in Alice.
' "We are true patriots all, Heaven be our
witness!"
' 'Does this look like loving the King?"
MILLHEIM, PA., THURSDAY, APRIL 1, 1880.
said the young soldier touching his military
coat ami sword. "Ha! ha! It's a good
Joke, Captain! A good joke!"
"Friends," exclaimed the old man; "I'm
a man of peace, a (Quaker, a foe of foes, an
enemy of blood shedding, yet 1 am faithful
to God and the American Union, and let no
one dare insult the Hag of our rights in jny
house. I will tight for my hearth, my
country and my God! We art) friends of
liberty here, not spies.''
"One can't tell friend from foe, these
times, master," said Corporal Best.
"We but do our duty," said Captain
Tamper. "We hare orders to hold our
men until the Council of Safety decides!"
"But lam a friend of independence. I
go to join Washington to-morrow," said
Joseph.
"So might the gallant Robert Esteleck
allege," answered the captain.
"Captain," said Joseph, "know-you
this man Esteleck?"
"Not 1, comrade."
"Then," returned Joseph, "let mo tell
you what he is like. He is like any other
j sneaking, smiling, smooth-faced little vil
lain you ever saw; wears his own red hair
tied up with black riblton and powdered.
Only he limps a little. A bullet wound
they say. Oh 1 know him!".
"Where is he?" asked the captain.
"Everywhere;" answered Joseph, "and
in all disguises—but captain, on my parole
of honor as a soldier, 1 promise to appear
to-morrow before the Council and take
oath of allegiance if need be. Leave me
alone for tins night."
"So l>e it," said the captain, "but we
must tlnd Esteleck. The town is incensed
against traitors and spies, and will mob
your bouse if you harbor him. Can you
| point hint out?"
"Good, sir.*" said Alice, "the man you
seek hath often visited this house, but will
do so no more. Though 1 hate him, I will
not siander him, he is a true patriot ami no
spy."
"Tut, tut!" blurted Joseph, "a patriot
forsooth—a Tory scamp! u renegade! Art
thou mad, Alice?"
| "We have no time to lose," said the of
! ticer bhisquely. "Lady, farewell. Sol
dier, remember to-mcrrow. Good niirlit,
master." So saying, Captain Tamper and
the corporal left the room abruptly, fol
lowed by Joseph, who %pened the street
door for them.
"11a, ha!" exclaimed the captain as he
looked across the street. "Did you mark
that?"
A muffled figure sank into the shad**v of
the great church opposite. "We must keep
our eyes open."
"So, so!" cried Joseph. "There is some
mischief-afoot to-night. Captain, stay in
the. neighborhood, for God's sake. That
! look's suspicious. Good night to ye"—and
! Joseph slammed the d<x>r and ran shivering
into the room.
"Haste thee, while I hide myself behind
these folding doors of the room."
- Afiqe opened the door to a tall man wrap
ped in a wet cloth anil wearing long horse
man's lx?ots—with a faint cry she recog
nized him and strove to keep him out. He
pushed her aside gently and entered the
parlor. Abraham Sliippen glared at Hie
' intruder a moment and then cried, "Evil
jon evil! Hath the wicked night brought
thee to punish us ? Away wretch, or old
as I am I will myself drag thee forth!
; Away Robert Esteleck; 1 will not burlstr
thee."
Robert Esteleck smiled. He was always
smiling, always smooth-voiced, lie threw
off ljis cloak, and said—
' Peace, good sir. Listen to me. lam
your friend, and.you will find it out. Do
yop know - the danger you are in? The
British are even now at the threshold of the
.eitv. They will slay all! revenge and death
awtnt us! But 1 see away to escape, I
rescue, you and your daughter—"
"Stop!" interrupted Alice wjtli a de
fiant gesture. : "Robert Esteleck, thou hast
sought to - dishonor me—do not insult me
further. I forgive thee all. Yet I beg of
thee leave us-instantly- Thy life is in dan
ger. Already have the officers been here
in search of thee. Stay not a moment.
Forget thy wicked designs and save thyself.
Be quick! The.town is alarmed' against
thee."
Robert Esteleck smiled at her, but his
smile was the smile of anger now
"O, my beauty, I care not for myself—
nor care I for your devoted father there. I
want you! 1 will have you— Come!"
lie seized her hand. She withdrew with
a scream, and the old father clasping his
hands, cried, "God deliver us from this
scourge.
At that instant the folding doors flew
open. There stcxxl Joseph Stamford.
The villain did not forget his smile! lie
drew a pistol from bis inner waistcoat and
aimed it at the soldier. Fortunately the
flintlock missed fire. In an instant mdre
the old man wrenched the weapon from the
rascal's grasp.
"I arrest you as a traitor and a spy,"
cried Joseph, drawing his sword and rush
ing on Esteleck. "Give me your sword "
The coward yielded the weapon without
a word, llis face became livid.
"Alice, let in the officers!" cried Joseph,
and shortly afterward Captain Tamper and
the Corporal, who had been waiting in an
alley-way re-entered.
"Here's your man," continued Joseph,
breathlessly. "A spy, a villain keeping up
communication with the enemy—carrying
on illicit trade! Murdering, thieving, dis
guising himself. Take him off, I have all the
proofs. To-morrow the Council shall hear
me. Strip off bis uniform, he disgraces
the holy cause of Liberty! Away with
him!"
And they took him well-guarded to the
old Walnut street prison.
"I did not tell thee.for fear of irking
thee," said Joseph, pressing the beautiful
Alice to liis bosom, and kissing her fair
forehead, "that tlus mgn fired twice at me
on High street.!'
"Did lie hit thee?"'.'she asked with a
face of fear. ' 1
"No, beloved. Thank God, 1 escaped his
shot. -1 have known him long as a spy.
lie will meet his desserts now. lie has
been designing great evil here. 1 have ail
the papers, all the evidence necessary to
send him swiftly to the gallows. There
are more like him hereabouts. Let bis fate
be a warning to all traitors!"
'■Wish him no evil save his own bitter
thoughts," murmured Alice.
"For thy sake 1 forgive him, love," said
the patriot; "but he must meet his punish
ment. The times are hard and need hard
measures."
Not many days after this event, a- horse
galloped furiously up Spruce street, fol-
lowed by a crowd shouting, "A prisoner
escaped! A Tory prisoner! Death to the
spy !"
Some friends of the prisoner bad actually
procured hi tit a horse to accelerate his es
cape.
A soldier in the mob happened to fire at
the horseman, the steed uiade a spring and
threw the rider yver his head. They ran
to pick up the man. It was Robert Kste
leek. The bullet hud not touched him.
The fall had broken his neck, and lie was
dead.
Joseph Stamford eaiue back from the
campaign with the titie of Captain well
earned, and with a snbrv cut" in the
shoulder, hut lie lived to ace' peace and
union, not only in the country, but in bis
isui home. With his own beloved Alice, the
happy queen, ami the three merry children,
life was to him an epoch of happiness aud
bjigsfql rest'.
How Itig in Mini!
Somehow when a.man's luiud becomes
really enlarged—say, like that'of Baron
Humboldt, and he is able to place in focus
more and more of tlie cosmos of which he
forips a part, the things he at the outset of
his life regarded ;ix the largest get smaller
and smaller, till at last that first immense
and overwhelmingly important thing, him
self, becomes so insignificant that it is only
through a process of mental microscopy he
can disom his little ideality among the
animalcukc that fioat, swim, or wiiggle
across the field of view. How big is a man
anyway? Well, he is smaller than an ele
phant, and an elephant is smaller, than a
mountain, and a mountain is smaller than
the world, and the world is a* mustard seed
compared with thesun, utid the sun itself is a
nu-rc mote in the dust cloud of spheres that
stretchesout I In ought he universe beyond the
reach of thought. Suppose we Could make
an exact model of the earth eighty feet In
diameter. Eighty feet in diameter would
he a pretty large bull us halls go on the face
of this planet. Assume, for the sake of
easy calculation, the diameter of the earth
to he exactly 8,000 miles, and let us pro
ceed 10 build our model to scale. A moun
tain five miles high should represent on our
model ft So,000;h of 80 feet or G-lo of an
inch. An elephant built in proportion
should be 1-4,-tOOth of an inch in height,
and an average man 7-.V2,800th of an inch
tall. An army of 2t,400 such rttetr stand
ing shoulder to shoulder in single straight
rank would require their general to gallop
over the space of one inch to pass them al)
under review. With a smart horse of pro
portionate size, ridden at a brisk gallop, he
c uld accomplish this distance in altopt an
hour. Yiewe tin litis way a man is a mere
mite craw ling over the face of the globe,
yet he lnis had the arrqgaugj&to think the
universe was formed for h m more than for
other insects, and that the Ruling Intelli
gence had him pre-eminently in view in
bringing order out of Chang.
Through Water.
Currents in the very bed of a river, r be
neath the surface of the. sea, may he
watched, as Mr. Campbell informs UH, HV
an arrangement that smugglers wed in the
old days They sank their contraband car
go when there was an• alarm, and tlw\v
searched for it Hguiti byincans of a-so-called
marine telescope. It was nothing more
than a with a plate of strong glass at
the bottom. The man plunged the closed
end a few inches below , thq s'ltrfactv and
put his licad into the other etui, aud then
liesaw'clearly into the water. 'lJie glare
and confused reflections' and -refractions
from and through the rippling surface' of
the sea were entirely shut out by this con
trivance. Seal hunters- still use- if.-- -With*
this simple' apparatus the stirrin'g 'Hfe of
the sea bottom can be watched at leisure
and With "great distinctness. So far as this
contrivance enables men to see the land
under the waves, movements under water
closely resemble movements under air.
Seaweeds, like plant, bend before the. gale;
fish, like birds, keep their ln-ads to the
stream, and hang poised on their tins; mud
clouds take the shape of water clouds in
air, impede light, cast shadows ami take
shapes whigh pojnt out the direction iu
which currents flow. It is strange, at first,
to hang over a boat's side, peering into a
new wftrld, aud the interest grows. There
is excitement in watching big fish swoop
like hawks out of their seaweed forest after
a white fly sunk to the tree-tops to tenipt
them; and the flight which follows is better
fun when plainly seen. Mr. Campbell sug
gests plate glass windows in the bottom of
a boat: it would bring men and fish face to
face, and the habits of the latter could IK?
leisurely watched.
llow he'd do It. , .
Several men were gathered at the door
of a blacksmith shop on Cass avenue, De
troit,, the other morning, when a school-boy
not over nine years of age caihe along with
tears inhis eyes,and one of the groyp.nsked!
"What's the matter, boy—fall down?"
"N-no, but I've got a hard Tithmetie les
son and I expect to get 1-licked!" was the
answer.
"Let mt see, I used to be king-bee on
fractions."
Tiie man took the book, turned to the
page, and read:
• "Kule I—Find the least common multi
ple of the denominators ot the fractions for
the least common denominator. Divide
this least common denominntor by each de
nominator and multiply both terms of the
fractions by the quotient obtained by each
denominator."
He read the rule aloud and asked if any
one could understand it. All shook their
heads, and then continued:
"Well, now, I think I should go to work
and discover the least uncommon agitator.
1 would then evolve a parallel according
to the intrinsic deviator and punctuate the
thermometer.".
"80 would I!" answered every man in
chorus, and one of them added; "I've
worked 'em out that way a thousand
times!"
No one of the men, all of whom were in
business and had made money, could even
understand the working of ihe rule, much
less work examples by it, and yet it was
expected that a nine-year old boy should go
to the blackboard and do every sum off
hand.
' be value of land Is so depressed in
Ireland that 011 Nov. 7, 1879, when
seveh estates were offered for sale, but
four were taken, while for two there
wag no bid.
Lost In the Know.
Among the dangers of the winter in the
Pass of St. Uothard is the fearful snow
storm culled the "guxeten" ly the Gcrman'H
and the tourmcnte or "tormenta" by the
Swiss. The mountain snow differs in form
as.well as in thickness and Hpecitlc gravity,
from the star-shaped suow-llakes on the
lower-heights and in tht> valleyrt. It is
quite floury, dry and sandy, and therefore
very light.. When viewed through a micro
scope it assumes at times the form of little
prismatic needles, at other times that of in
numerable small six-sided pyramids, from
which,'as from the morning star, little
points jut out on all sides, and which driven
by the wind, cut through the air witli
great speed. With this tine ice-dust of the
mountain snow, the wind drives its wild
guiic through the clefts of the high Alps
and over the passes particularly that of St.
(jiothurd. Suddenly it tears up a few hun
dred thousand cubic feet of this snow, and
whirls it up high into the. air leaving it to
the mercy of the upper current, to fall to
the ground again in the form of the thickest
snow storm, or to he dispersed at w ill like
.glittering ice crystals. At times the wind
sweeps'up large tracts of the dry ice dust,
anil pours them down upon a deep-lying
valley amid the mountains, or on the sum
mit of the passes, obliterating in a few
seconds the laboriously excavated mountain
road, at which a whole company of rutners
hkve toiled .for days. All these appear
ances resemble the avalanches of other Alps
but cannot be regarded in the same light as
the true snow storm, the tormenta or guxe
ten. This is*;meoniparably more severe,
and hundreds on hundreds of lives have
fallen sacrifices to its fury. These have
mostly been traveling strangers, who either
did not distinguish the signs of the coming
storm, or in proud reliance on their own
power, icfuse'd. to listen to well-meant
warnings, and continued their route. Al
most every year adds-a large number of
victims to the list of those who have fallen
a prey to the snow-storm. History and
the oral tradition of the mountains record
many incidents of accidents whiiii have
been occasioned by tlu.* fall of avalanches.
During tlie Bcllinznua war, in 1478, as the
confederates, wjth a force of Il),OOU men,
were crossing ihe St. -Gothard, the men. of
Zurich were preceding* the army as van
guard. They had just refreshed themselves
with some wine, and were marching up the
wild gorge,' Shouting and singing, in spite
of the warning of their guides." Then iu
the heights above, an avalanche was sudden
ly -b.oM'iicd, which rushed down ijwm flie
road, and in its ifupetuous tcrrent buried
sixty warriors fill below in the Keuss, in
"full sight of ilioee following. -
(hi the 12 th of arch,Tß4B, "in the so
called Plattggen, above the tent of shelter
at the Matelli, thirteen men who were con
veying the i>ost, were thrown by a violent
avalanche into the bed of the Keuss, with
their horses and sledges. Three men,
fathers pf families, and nine horses were
killed; the others were saved py hastily
sinntuoped help. . But one of their deliver
ers, Joseph Muiler,"of llospenthal, met a
heroV death while engaged in the rescue.
He had hastened to help his neighbors,
but in the district called the "Harness"
he anii two others were over
whelmed-by a • second violent avalanche,
and.lost their lives. In the sallie year the
post going -up the mountain* from Ainfla
w*as overtaken by an avalanche near the
Imhibc of tin-shelter at Pontc Tremola. . A
traveler from Bergamo wa klHed; the rest
escaped. History tells of a most striking
rescue from an avalanche ou the St. Goth&rd.
in the year 1(128, Landumman Kasper, of
Brahdenburg, the newly chiisen Governor
of. Bellenz, was riding over the St. Gothard,
from Zug, accqmpauicd by ius servant' and
a faithful dog. At the top of the pass the
party was overtaken by an avalanche which
descended from the Lucendro. The .dog
alone shook' himself' free. Hfs first care
was to extricate his master. But when He
saw he could not succeed tp doing this, he
hastened bark tolbe hospice, and there, by
pitiful bowling and - winning, announced
that an accidept had happened. The
1 landlord and his servant si t out immediately
with shovels and pickaxes, and followed
the dog, which ran quickly before them.
They soon reached the place where the
avalanche had fallen. Here the faithful
dog stopped suddenly, plunged his face in
to the snow, and began to scratch it up,
barking and whining. The men set to
work at once, and after a long and difficult
labor succeeded in rescuing the Lamlam
man, soon afterwards his servant; they were
both alive, after spending thirty-six fearful
hours beneath the snow, oppressed by the
most painful: thoughts: ' They had heard
the howlintr'and barking of the dog quite
plainly; and had noticed his sudden de
parture, and the arrival of their deliverers;
they had hzard-them talking and working,
without being able to move or utter a sound.
The Landammairs will ordained that an
image of the faithful dog should be sculp
tured at his feet on his toml>. '1 his monu
ment was seen till lately iu St. Oswald's
Church at Zug.
One Iturglar'it Conscience.
Reginald was a pleasant old gentleman,
with a line sense of humor. He had con
siderable property, and lived on Wimble
don Common.
He had 0116 beautiful daughter—but that
is not to the point.
Oue. afternoon, as Old Reginald was
reading books in his drawing room, it was
announced to him that a Common Man de
sired to speak with hint.
He gave orders- ihat the Common Man
should be admitted. And admitted the
Common Man was. <
He was a very common man, indeed.
Tall, shambling,, ill-looking fellow, with an
irresolute manner and shrinking eye. He
was dressed as costermongers are dressed
when following their calling.
"What is your pleasure, good sir?" said
old Reginald.
• "Beg pardon, guv'nor," said the Com
mon Man. "1 hope you won't be hard on
me."
"Not at all," replied Old Reginald.
"I'm —I'm a burglar," said the Common
Man.
"Indeed!" said Reginald. "Take a
chair." *
"Thank you, kindly, guv'nor," said he,
"but I'd rather stand."
And he did stand.
So far there is nothing very incredible in
my story. But it gets more remarkable as
it goes on.
"How do you like your profession ?" said
Old Reginald.
"Well, guv'nor," said the Common Man,
"I don't like it noways, and that's it."
"That's what ?"
"That's why I'm here. I belongs to a
gang of twelve wot's working these parts
just now. We cracks cribs by turns. It's
—it's my turn to-night."
Aud the burglar wept like a child.
"This, I presume, is remorse," said old
Reginald.
"No, Guv'nor, it ain't remorse," said the
burglar. "It's funk."
"The suine thing," said Reginald.
"It ain't the being a burglar that I object
to. It's the having to commit burglaries.
I like the credit of it, sir; its the danger I
object to."
"I see."
"Now, by the laws of our gaug, we're
liound to crack cribs iu turn. That is to
say, one of us craoks t Ire cribs while the
other eleven steps outside and gives the
ottice."
"1 thought burglars always worked in
twos or threes ?" said Old ltt-ginald.
"P'raps 1 ought to know lx*st," sug
gested tlie burglar.
"Perhaps you are right. Indeed, I am
sure you ought. What crib do you pro
pose to crack to-night ?"
"This here one."
. "Aline?"
"Yourn."
"Oh!"
And Old KcgiuuUl prepared to ring the
ML
"l'k-ase don't do that, guv'nor. You
ain't never ugoin' to give me into custody?"
"I think 1 had better."
"No. no, guv'nor; don't do that. Listen
to me first. 1 aiu't agoin' to hurt you. It's
my turn to crack your crib to-night. Now,
will you help me ?"
"I hardly see my way," said old Regi
nold, thoughtfully. "Still, if I can be of
any use " :
"Look here, guv'nor, each member of
our gang is bound to get fifty pounds worth
of swag away from each crib he cracks. If
he don't he's shot. . Now, 1 see a handsome
silver salver and coffeepot and cream jug as
1 came in here. Wot might be the value
of that handsome silver salver und coffee
|Ht ?"
"The cream-jug is electro. The coffee
pnf with sugar basin and salver nucf be
worth five and forty pounds."
. "That's n£iir enough. I'll take em.
Here's a flimsy for fifty quid."
And he handed Old Reginald a bank
note for the amount.
, "Still I don't quite understand "
"I wan't you, guv'nor, to be so good as
to leave your bedroom window open to
night,'and place tJiat silver and them silver
trajis where 1 can get 'em. i shall have
cracked my crib, bagged my swag and
made mvself safe until my turn came round
again.
"fcertaiidy." said Old Reginald, holding
up'tlir note to the light. "But, let me ask,
how can you afford to pay so handsomely
for your depredation f"
"There was a dozen on us, sir. Each
on us cracks a crib once in four montlis,
and each swag's at least fifty pounds worth
—often more, buf at least that. After
each plant the profits are divided. Last
quarter the twelve critw cracked brought
us in eleven hundred pounds—that'sninety
odd pounds apiece. When my turn comes
1 pay a fair price for the fifty pounds worth
of swag ( for 1 have been honorably brought
up), and I get's forty pound to the good.
And forty jtounds a quarter is a huudred'
and sixty pounds a year. And I lives on
it. Sometimes it's more—now and then
it's less, but whatever it is, I lives on it."
And the honest fellow took a receipt for
4he"note and departed.
Old Reginald was as good as his word.
He left his bedroom window open and
placed the salver where the honest burglar
was as good as his word, and at 2 o'clock
in the morning he came and fouqd it-.
So far all was simple and straightforward
enough. But ttotfr conjes the curious and
incredible part of my story.
Thefiftv-pound note was part of the pro
ceeds ot a previous burglary. The number
of the note was known, and traced to Old
Reginald, who had tV> account for its being
in his possession. •
Now the twelve burglars lwul in the
meantime been arrested by the police (this
also is incredible), and were condemned to
penal servitude for life.
t>o.O!d Reginald bad no hesitation in
stating the facts as I have stated tliem.
No one believed him, as no one will me.
So lie appealed to the honest burglar to
corroborate his story.
But the honest burglar, having discovered
the.whole tiling, colfee-pot, salver and all,
was the commonest electro, was so shocks!
at Old Reginald's dishonesty, that not only
did he decline to corroborate his story, but
actually, and I think very properly, identi
fied him as an accomplice.
And Old Reginald was also sentenced to
penal servitude, and he and the honest
burglar worked for years together on the
same works, and had many opportunities
of talking the matter over from its moral,
social and political point of view.
Horf lb'b Miserable.
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Sit by the window and look over the way
to your neighbor's excellent mansion which
he lias recently built, and paid for, and
fitted out, saying: "Oh that I was a rich
man!"
Get angry with your neighbor, and think
you liaye not a friend in the world. Shed a
tear or two, and take a walk in the burial
•ground, contimially saying to yourself:
i*"When shall I be buried here?"
Sign a note for a friend, and never forcret
I your kindness, and every hour in the day
whisper to yourself: "I wonder if he will
• ever piiv that note?"
Tlunk everybody means to cheat you.
Closely examine every bill you take, and
doubt its being genuine until you have put
the owner to a great deal of trouble. I'ut
confidence in nobody, and believe every one
■ you trade with to be a rogue.
I Never accommodate if you can possibly
help it. Never visit the sick or afliicted,
anil never give a farthing to assist the poor,
i Buy as cheap as you can, and screw down
to the lowest cent. Grind the faces and
hearts of the unfortunate.
Brood over your misfortunes, your lack of
talents, and believe at no distant* day
you will come to want. Let the workhouse
i be ever in your mind, with all the horrors
of distress and poverty.
Follow these recipes strictly, and you will
be miserable to your heart's content —if we
may so speak—sick at heart and at variance
with the world. Nothing will cheer or en
; courage you—nothing throw a gleam of sun
shine or a ray of warmth into your heart.
Any father who would go out and
j put tar on top of his front gate after
1 dark must be lost to all sense of hu
manity and ordinary respectability.
Old Fashioned Gardening.
A learned writer under this bead makes a
plea for the old fashioned flowers and
modes of planting that have gone out in the
prevailing new taste for carpet beds, of
uniform color, leaf plants and masses of
smooth scarlet, purple and white, of solid
ly planted flowers all of a kind. It con
trusts these with the old walled garden,
with its crooked peach and plum trees,
with here and there a shady corner for lilfes
of ihe valley, and the sunny exposure
where the autumn violets were the first to
bloom. There was a wealth and variety of
pot-herbs; one wall was crowned with a
patch of yellow sedum; another was fringed
with wall flowers, and the old bricks
were often covered by a network of the
delicate and lcautiful creeper, "the mother
of millions." There was the delightful
smell of newly turned mould to mingle
with the fragrance of a hedge of sweet peas,
or of a bed of clove-gilly flowers. Sweet
William and mignonette filled the vacant
spaces, and the bees from a row of straw
hives were humming over all. The lark
spur and the lad)-slipper, the double pop
py, double daisies, French marigolds,
"with their strong heady scent and glorious
show for color," in short the whole suc
cession of flowering plants in the same bed.
these made all the difference between the
old flower bed and the modern "landscape"
planting. An old Etfghfih author, Parkin
son, who writes, himself "Apothecary of
London, 1629," sets forth this .succession
!of plants, "that doe so give their flowers
i one after another that ail their bravery is
not spent." In Parkinson's day it was too
early for the immense variety of roses; the
damask and the briar rose and a few single
roses were all that found a place in his list,,
but not the cabbage and most roses which
seem old- fashioned to-day. There were
almost a hundred sorts of daffodils, which
the "Apothecary" insists shall all be'called;
by their Shakespearian name and not some ;
of them "Narcisses, when as all know that
know any Latine, that "Narcisses, is the La
tine, ami Daffodil the English of one and the
same thing. 1 would willingly, therefore,
tnat all would grow judicious and call
everthing by his proper English name m
speaking English, or else by such Latine
name as everthing hath that hath not a
proper English name, that thereby they
may distinguish the several varieties of
things and not confound them." It is Often
asserted that vegetables formed a small
part of thp diet of Englishmen in preceding
centuries—but it apjiearsthat they had all
tire vegetables now in ordinary (English)
use, and more variety of salads. They used
sorrel for sauce, and made tarts of spinach
as well as of rhubarb aud gooseberries,
lied lettuce, red onions were grown in the
garden, and a Spanish. oniony which is
"very sweete and eaten by many like an
apple," was described. -There is a curious
mixture in the old book of fragrant scents
from the garden, . und the "vertues" of
plants and herbs and the apothecary of
Charles 'he First's time Relieved that "the
flowers of the white kind (lily of the val
ley) are often used with those things that
help to strengthen the memory and to pro
cure ease to apoplectic persons." At
those great houses, "where head gardeners
are kept at a salart which would support
two curates," the modern carpet beds of
flowers are as much an appendage of style
as the liveried footaien or the stables of
sleek horses. But the home-care of flowers,
in the windows or in the yards of cities, as
well as in the country plots, can gain much
by a study of these old varieties in their
blooming tangle among the grass-grown
alleys, and whose very names bring back
their fragrance to people who knew th'iui
in their youth.
J*ot to be Fooled.
A young man . of about twenty-three
years of age, with- neither money nor the
prospect of getting any, came to the con
clusion that the best thing he could do
would be to marry a "rich wife" and live
on her money. Among his many acquaint
ances was a widow lady of about twice his
age, with three chil iren, but with a steady
income of two thousand a year. Her he
resolved to marry, and, in order to culti
vate her friendship, betook her presents of
flowers and fruit, and gave the children
books and rides on his horses. The lady
kindly received his attentions, gave him
the liberty of her house, and treated him
like a younger 1 brother in every respect.
The young fellow, interpreting her kind
ness "to suit himself, and believing he had
nothing to do but u&k licr, ventured on J
evening on the subject in the following
manner: •
"1 wonder very much why you don't re
marry, Mrs. L
"Simply because no one wants a widow
with three children." . .
"I know oue who would be proud 'to
have you and your dear children;" said the
w r ooer, feeling the worst was well over.
"Indeed, you are most flattering this
evening."
".No, lam not flattering. I love you,
and would be proud to be your husband."
iShe looked coldly on him; then replied;
"You inean you would be proud to own
my money, sir. 1 have been vastly de
ceived in you." Then pointing to the door,
she continued: "Leave my house, and
while I live, never dare to reenter it."
Where the Apostles Rest.
Church authorities state, that the remains
of the Apostles of Christ are now in the
following places: Seven are in Home —
namely, Peter, Philip, James the Lesser,
Jtule, Bartholomew, Matthias and Siiuon.
Three are in the Kingdom of Naples, Mat
thew at Salerno, Andrew at Amalfi, and
Thomas at Ortona. One is in Spain, James
the Greater, whose remains are at St. Jago
de Compostella. Of the body of St. John
the Evangelist, the remaining one of the
twelve, there is no knowledge. The Evan
gelists Mark and Luke are also in Italy—
the former at .Venice and the latter at
Padua. St. Paul's remains are also be
lieved to be in Italy. Peter's are, of course,
in the church at Rome, which is called
after him. as are also those of Simon and
Jude. Those of James the Lesser and of
Philip are in the Church of the Holy
Apostles; Bartholomew's in the church on
the Island in the Tiber called after him;
Matthias' are in the Santa Maria Maggiure,
under the great altar of the renowned Basi
lica.
JELLY CAKE. —Take one cup or sugar,
four eirgs, one cup of flour, a half tea
spoonlul of sweet milk, and a teaspoon
ful of cream of tartar, mixed in flour.
Bake in one long tin, then spread with
jelly, roll up, and cut in slices,
NO. 13. .