Millheim Journal. (Millheim, Pa.) 1876-1984, June 10, 1880, Image 1

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    VOL. El V.
PROFESSIONAL CARDS OF
BELLEFONTE.
c. T. Alexander. C. M. Bower.
A BOWER,
ATTORNEYS AT LAW,
BELLEFONTE, PA,
Office in Garman's new building.
JOHN B. LINN,
ATTORNEY AT LAW,
BELLEFONTE, PA.
Office on Allegheny Street.
DALE,
ATTORNEY AT LAW*
BELLEFONTE, PA.
Northwest corner of Diamond.
D. Q. Bush. S. H. Yocum. D. H. Hastings.
YOCUM £ HASTINGS,
ATTORNEYS AT LAW.
BELLEFONTE, PA.
High Street, opposite First National Bank.
C. HEINLE,
ATTORNEY AT LAW,
BELLEFONTE, PA.
•
Practices in all the courts of Contre County.
Special attention to Collections. Consultations
in German or English.
F. REEDER,
ATTORNEY AT LAW,
BELLEFONTE, PA.
All business promptly attended to. Collection
of claims a speciality.
J. A. Beaver. J. W. Geph&rt.
jjEAVER & GEPHART,
ATTORNEYS AT LAW,
BELLEFONTE, PA.
Office on Alleghany Street, North of High.
A. MORRISON,
ATTORNEY AT LAW.
BELLEFONTE, PA.
Office on Woodrlng's Block, Opposite Court
Hou?e.
JQ S. KELLER,
; ATTORNEY AT LAW.
BELLEFONTE, PA.
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Consultations in English or German. Office
In Lyon' s Building, Allegheny Street.
JOHN G. LOVE,
ATTORNEY AT LAW,
BELLEFONTE, PA.
Oflloe In the rooms formerly occupied by the
late W. P. Wilson.
BUSINESS CARPS OF MILLHEIM, &C.
A. STURGIS,
DEALER IN
Watches, Clocks. Jewelry, Silverware, Ac. Re
pairing neatly and promptly don? and war
ranted. Main Street, opposite Bank, M llhelm,
Pa. • *• - - <
T O DEININGER,
NOTARY PUBLIC.
SCRIB.NER AND CONVEYANCER,
MILLHEIM, PA.
\ll business emanated to him. such as writing
and acknowledging Deeds* Mortgages Releases,
Ac., will be executed with n-ataess and dis
patch. Office on Main Stteej.
TT H. TOMLINSON,
DEALER IN
ALL KINDS OF
Groceries. Notions, Drugs, Tobaccos, Cigars,
Fme Confectioneries aud everything in the line
of a first-class Nrocery st -re.
Country Produce i aken in exchange for goods.
Main St eet, opposite bank, Ml llielw. Pa.
JJAVID I. BROWN, 7
MANUFACTURER AND DEALER IN
TINWARE, STOVEPIPES, Ac.,
SPOUTING A SPECIALTY.
Shop on Main Street, two h uses east of Bank,
Millhelm, Penna.
T ..EISENHUXH,
* JUSTICE OF THE PEACE,
MILLHEIM, PA.
All business promptly attended to.
collection of claims a specialty.
Office opposite Elsenhuth's Drug Store.
• TTYF USSEK & SMITH,
DEALERS IN
Hardware. Stoves, Oils, Paints, Glass, Wall
* Paper?, Coach Trimmings, and Saddlery Ware.
Ac., Ac.
All grades of Patent Wheels.
Corner of Main and Penn Streets Millhelm,
Penna.
JACOB WOLF,
FASHIONABLE TAILOR,
MILLHEIM, PA.
Cutting a Specialty.
shop next door to Journal Book Store.
jyjILLHEIM BANKING CO.,
9IAIN STREET,
MILLHEIM, PA.
A. WALTER, Cashier. DAV. KRAPE, Pres.
BARTER,
AUCTIONEER,
REBERSBURG, PA.
Satisfaction Guaranteed,
®!e pitllew §®irti
THE LARK'S FOSTER-MOTHER.
A partridge, roaming o'er a field.
Espied a nest but naif c mcoaled
By graase.i overgrown,
And from within the moss-rimmed out
A pretty speckled egg peeped up.
Looking forlorn, aloue.
The timid creature, fearing ill
Might harm the egg, already chill.
By generous impulse stirred.
Slipped quietly upon the ueet.
Ami folded close against her breast
The cradle of a b.rd.
She watched ami fed the nes liug small,
And blithely answered to its call,
As if it were her own ;
From many of her ways beguiled
Because of this peculiar child
Upon her beuuty thrown.
When she believed 'twould tiptoe out,
Aud roam the harvest fields xbout.
Or join the partridge throng,
Behold, it poised its w.ngs, aud flew
l'p towards the heareus so bright and blue
In ecstasy of song.
The fcstar-uiother looked ami
The carol of enfranchised bird.
And felt a blissful thr.ll.
That she, so humble and so plain,
UM i hel|H'd snot tier one to gain
1 be niche 'twas meant to fill.
Aud often may the lowly heart.
Performing well a noble part
To one ami 1 life's throng,
Awaken with a glad surprise
When, like a lark, the birdliug flies.
And floods the world with song !
Our Landlord.
"Dot," they call me—my real name is
Dorothea, but that being such a mouthful'
I am generally known as "Dot."
1 am the youngest of three, and having
had my own way from my cradle, it was
not refused me last November when my sis
ter and her husband offered to take me
abroad with them for the winter months.
I have heard some people say there is no
thing to see at Biarritz, in France. Ah,
blind and miserable creatures! where are
your seuses—where your eyes? Did you
ever look elsewhere upon such a sea—such
rocks?
But I am getting romantic, and that is
not* my style, not mine certainly, little
"Dot's." No, indeed, the idea makes me
die with laughing.
My sister Geraldine (or "Jerry," as I per
sist "in calling ner, which makes her very
mad) goes in for being delicate, so Jack and
I used to take long walks and rides together,
he is a dear, good old fellow, and we are
tremendous friends; but somehow notwith
standing. after I had been a couple of weeks
or so at Biarritz, I began to feel time hang
heavily on my hands.
Beiug hard put to it for amusement, I
would sometimes take a book and saunter
down upon the rocks, there remaining foi
hours at a time.
I am a desperate tom-boy, and can climb
and scramble splendidly, much to the an
noyance of Geraldine, who declares that I
get as brown as a berry, and my hands are
not fit to be seen.
However that may be true, scramble I
do, and oue auspicious day (never to be for
gotten) 1 had got a good way out among
some dear old craggy pits of rock, and find
ing a snug little corner in which I just fit
ted, I settled myself down easily and began
to read.
Suddenly, however, the pangs of hunger
seized me (I may add, my appetite never
fails me), and, glancing at my watch, I
discovered it was long past my luncheon
time.
1 seized my shawl, aud proceeded to make
my way back with expedition, when lo! to
my intense dismay, I perceived that the
tide had risen, and entirely divided the rock
upon which 1 was standing from the shore.
Still worse, the horrid waves were creep
ing nearer and nearer, and not a soul could
I see to help me iu my distress.
imagine my feelings; me, pixir little mis
erable "Dot,"alone in the middle of the
ocean.
I shouted, but the noise of the waves
drowned my feeble cries, like they would
soon drown me. Oh ! would auy one be
sorry ? Oh! why had I ever come to this
hateful Biarritz to be drowned all alone liae
this \ I wonder, would they put it in the
papers? .
All these thoughts crowded upon me as
the waves approached, and I hail begun to
lose all hope, when, oh, joy ! I saw a figure
in the distance.
Once again I shouted, and waved my
shawl vehemently.
The figure stopped, waited one instant,
and then I could see it plunge into the
water and approach me gradually. Oh, the
intense relief of that moment!
By the time tha figure (which was that
of a man; reached me, I was nearly sur
rounded by water, and five minutes more
would have decided my fate.
Before that five minutes passed I was
caught by a pair of stroug arms, and was
being supported through the water safely
and surely to the beach, where shortly af
terwards 1 was deposited, a dripp'mg, blue
little "Dot," feeling very much smaller
than usuaL
My deliverer I had scarcely looked at; I
only felt that he was big and strong, and
that I was like a doll in his arms.
Notwithstanding my remonstrance, he
persisted in carrying nie on to the hotel, at
the entrance of which he gently put me
down.
I turned, and gave him my too little blue
hands, with what few expressions of thanks
I could muster.
He took them, (the hands, I mean, ) in
his warm, big brown ones, and said, in a
deep sweet voice :
"How thankful I am that I was in time!
X few minutes later, and "
I shuddered ; he left the sentence unfin
ished, and was taking his leave, when I
murmured something about my sister aud
brother and how pleased they would be if
he w r ould call, but he interrupted me with :
"I should have been delighted, but, un
fortunately, I leave Biarritz early to-morrow
morning."
And so he left me—left me with a little
pang at my heart, such as I had never felt
before.
I gave my sister and brother a slight?
sketch of the whole affair, and Jack, dear,
good-hearted Jack, flies all over town to
discover and thank my deliverer, but all to
no purpose.
January and February were very agree
able months at Biaritz, and I became more
reconciled to the lack of amusements in
MILLHEIM, PA., THURSDAY, JUNE 10, 1880.
consequence of the arrival at our hotel of a
most charming family, Colouel and Mrs.
Falisser and their two daughters.
The latter were moat accomplished girls
and exceedingly graceful and pretty ; and
before many days, Kathleen, the eldest, and
myself, formed an attachment, which, con
sidering how very opjK>sito\ve were in tem
perament and disposition, was the more sur
prising.
She painted in oils, and 1 always accom
panied her on her sketching expeditious, I
sitting beside her with my hook, whilst she
produced on her canvas sweet effects in
color, combined with a truthfulness of out
line remarkable in a girl who had studied so
little as Kathleen.
Eventually, as our friendship increased
and ripened, 1 poured into her sympathetic
ear the small romance of my life, and, as I
found she did not laugh at me or think me
ridiculous, I frequently recurred tothesub
jdct, and unconsciously it became the cen
tre of my thoughts by day ami my dreurns
by night.
So the next three months glided peace
fully away, and the time came that we
should return home, the Falissers being our
traveling companions.
Jack had rented a snug little place called
"The Grange," and there 1 was to stay with
them for a couple ot weeks before returning
to the parental roof.
It was a pretty place, separated only by a
low railing fioui the grounds of our, or I
should say, Jack's young landlord, the
Squire of the place.
At four o'clock one afternoon after our ar
rival, Jack came in brimful of news. First
item, there was splendid shooting to be hail
in the neighborhood, and fishing, too, was
good; then he had visited the young Squire
who was "a thundering good fellow," and
"game for anythiug," as Jack expressed it.
He had only just returned trom a tour of
the Continent, and had not long come into
his property.
"Ah, Miss Dot," said Jack, with a very
knowing look, which he always puts on
when he means chaff ; "now, there's a
chance for you ! You would make a charm
ing little lady of the mauor, and wo would
tow-tow to you most delightfully. He is
coming to-night."
"Don't be silly, Jack," said I, iu a huffy
tone, trying to look serious.
1 left the room with a stroug determina
tion not to look my best that evening. What
did I care about fascinating men, when a
certain pair of brown eyes were ever hauut
iug me.
"Ah, me!" thought I, "how I have
chauged! A few short months ago, and the
idea of a flirtation would have made me
perk up, and jump for joy, and I would
have done all in my power to make the
country girls green with jealousy ; but now
I don't seem to care one little bit to become
acquainted with this magnificent Squire."
At first I thought I would make some
little excuse and not appear at dinner ; but
then Geraldine would think it unkind, jwr
haps; and, after all, what did Ll matter t
Six o'clock stnick, and I went to dress
for dinner. I hesitated a little as to what
garment I should wear, and finally selected
a pale blue gauze trimmed with plush roses.
Yes, that would do -anything wouid do. I
did care, though, a wee bit as to how i
looked. I had been thinking of Biarritz
again, and my eyes were very bright when
1 looked iu the glass.
"Shall I ever see him again ?" 1 said to
myself ; and as I said it, something seemed
to say "Yes," and I felt the blood rush to
my cheeks.
i was dressed before Geraldine, and de
murely took my work down Jo the drawing
room, and seated my little self on the amber
damask sofa.
As I stitched away at my embroidery,
my thoughts once more reverted to the time
I had spent at Biarritz, and more especially
to a certain never-to-be-forgotten day, and
to a certain tall figure with broad shoulders
and kind eyes. 1 was just recalling every
incident of my adventure, when the door
was suddenly throwu open, and the servant
announced "Mr. Wigrani.
1 rose to meet our guest. I glanced for
one instant at his face, and my heart stood
still. I moved forward in a sort ot mist,
and dreamily extended my hands.
Was it indeed he, my hero! K Were these
the eyes 1 remembered so well—this the
same deep, sweet voice? He looked at ino
steadily for a moment, and then a troubled
expression, half of surprise and half of dis
uppoiutment, came over his face.
"Miss Temperly, I presume!' were the
formal words which rose to his lips ; and he
took my offered hand.
I murmured something incoherently to
set him right.
Happily he caught the meaning of my
words. His face suddenly lighted up, aud
coming nearer to me, he took my hand once
more, and raised it to his lips.
"I am so very glad we have met again.
I never thought to be so fortunate."
And then Geraldine entered, with many
apologies for being late, and other guests
were announced. .
Later on in the evening, I confided in
Jack, who only remarked laconically :
"Then, why the deuce didn't the fellow
come to see us at Biarritz?"
"Never mind, Jack," said I; "he is here
now. And please, dear, don't chaff any
more about him."
"All right," said Jack. "But I thought
you hated rich young men."
This was Jack's last bit of sarcasm, and
when, day after day, the Squire joined us in
our rides and drives, and spent evening
after evening at The Grange, no one seemed
astonished ; but when he actually proposed
to me, the one who sympathized most warm
ly with me in my happiness was my dear
est triend, Kathleen Pilasser, to whom I
had confided all my small hit of romance.
Y r es, our remembrance and love for each
other was mutual.
He had endeavored to "find me out aftor
leaving Biarritz, and all his efforts had been
fruitless. To make a long story short, wa
were married very soon, and the Pilasser
girls were my bridesmaids.
WHEN a man in a Vermont grocery
store was sitting upon the edge of the
counter, and his ieet slipped and he
raked the whole length of his back on
the counter's edge and satequaredown
in A bushel basket of eggs which stood
right where he couldn't miss it. The
grocer was horrified, and exclaimed :
"Wis it an accident?" and the victim
replied: "By crimus, sir, if you in
sinuate that I skun my back and got
myself into this mess on purpose, I'll
lam your head into the remains of those
eggs!"
Artificial Incubation
For many centuries, various methods
have been iu use for batching eggs by arti
rteial heat. The Chinese and Egyptians
used large ovens. The Arabs made use of
fermenting horse manure, and upon this
latter method a patent was given in Eng
land a hundred years ago, and in this
country a few years since. Commodore
Ferry, in his report of his voyage to Japan,
gives a carefully detailed account of tho
plan lie saw practiced there, which, in brief,
consisted In having large rooms with shelves
covered with thick, spongy paper, upon
which the eggs were placed, and then cov
ered with the same kind of paper, tho whole
kept at a high temperature, this room being
only used during the last days of incubation,
the earlier stages being conducted in a sepa
rate room, the eggs being but into barrels
protected from changes of temperature by
layers of heavy paper, the heat given by
cnarcoal furnaces. But to American inven
tion within tiie past ten years luts been duo
the perfection of the incubator. There are
now half a dozen or more egg-hatching ma
chines, which, with care and proper use,
give as good results as we can obtain from
hens. These will be more clearly under
stood, by remembering that we are making
a machine which is to take the place of na
ture iu the hatching of eggs. A hOn that
steals away to some quiet fence corner and
makes her uest ou the ground, a* a general
rule comes off with a larger and healthier
brood of chickens thau under auy other
conditions. Fourteen or fifteen days will
he required by her to lay the uine or ten
eggs sue proposes to set upon. Everyday
when she adds an egg to her uest she turns
those that she has already laid, and by the
warmth of the body revives the gerund the
eggs. Now, with our artificial hen, where
we follow nature the closest, we obtain tho
best results. To begin at the beginning, tho
hen that stole her uest probably had her lib
erty uiul unlimited range, therefore was in
u good condition ot body, and her eggs were
well formed aud healthy. So with our eggs
to be used in the incubator, they must be
obtained from strong, healthy stock, which
have been properly u atcd. Where three
or four hundred eggs are to be set, it would
l>c necessary perhaps to keep them for some
time in order to obtain the number wanted.
Fifteen days after an egg is laid is as long
us it should be kept. This is the time given
by our hen. These eggs should be turned
every day, thus preveutiug the yolk from
settling to the shell, for if it docs, when heat
is applied, and the chicken begins to form,
the yolk remains on one sideot the egg, aud
when turned, receives one day too much,
the uext 100 little heat, and the result is a
failure. The eggs, beiore setting, should
be stored iu some place where the tempera
ture is even and not too dry. 8o much for
the eggs that we are to set; now to return
t the incubator itself. To furnish a close
imitation of nature is the secret of the
machine. Ihe heat given by the hen is on
top of the egiis; so the heat, by whatever
meaus furnished, must be applied to the top
of the eggs, and noL as in some of tho
earlier machines, to the bottom and sides.
This heat must be regulated so as to remain
at a uniform temperature of 104 degrees,
and during the last duys of the incubation,
when the chicks begin to breathe through
the lungs, may be reduced two degrees or
three degrees. Gur hen, by making her
uest on the ground, shows us that a certain
amount of moisture is necessary, so this
must be provided for in the incubator,
which is usually done by having shallow
trays of water under the eggs. The last re
quisite is pure air, for upou the third day
of incubation the blood of the chicken be
gins to be aerated by passing tlirough a res
piratory membrane, which is attached to
the shell of the egg, ahd pure air becomes
the life of the chicken. Thus heat on top
of the eggs, pure air, and a certain amouut
of moisture, are the essentials for success.
In our best American incubators the heat is
supplied by a lamp on the outside, which
keeps a system of pipes or a flat-covered
pan of water placed a few inches above the
eggs, at the required temperature. The
heat is controlled by self-acting machinery,
which opens a ventilator when the ther
mometer, lying at the top of the eggs,
marks 104 degrees. The moisture is sup
plied, as we have stated, by trays of water
under the eggs. Sometimes water is sprink
led over the eggs, especially during the last
days of incubation, the effect being to add
to the supply of air for the chicks. The
egg during incubation should be turued
once or twice each day ; otherwise, the um
bilical veins are over-stimulated ou oue side,
and the chicken grows to the shell and dies,
or if it succeeds iu getting out it will proba
bly he deformed, generally being uuable to
use its legs. The heu gives no assistance
iu picking the shell when the chicken is
born, and none is required, as a healthy
chick will do all that is requited to extri
cute itself from the shell; aud assistance is
often attended with loss of blood, and more
damage thau good is done. A chicken that
is not able to get out of the shell withoi I
assistance is not worth saving. After the
seventh or eighth day of incubation the um
bilical veins have so spread out and at
tached themselves to the shell that the egg,
when enclosed in the hand aud held to a
strong light is opaque, aud the clear or in
fertile eggs are easily picked out, as they
are still trauslucant —the light passing
through them Use same as a fresh-laid egg.
These are boiled and used as food for the
young chickens. An expert can distin
guish on the fourth or tilth day the eggs
that will hatch aud those thut are dead.
No rneuus as yet have been discovered to
determine the sex of the eggs, although a
good many rules have been given, sucn as
selecting the eggs by lheir shape aud pec .-
liar appearance of the shell.
Headache and ltd Cause.
Bilious headache, or such as arise from a
disordered conditiou of the stomach, usual
ly affects one side of the head only, most
commonly over one eye, and increases to
an acute and often throbbing pain. It is
often accompanied with a feeling of sickness
and vomiting, producing languor and de
dression of spirits. Rheumatic headache
is commonly caused by exposure to cold,
and the pain is of a shifting nature, shoot
ing from point to point, and is felt most at
night. All kinds of remedies have been
used for headache. For headache arising
from a weak stomach, a bitter tonic is us
ually prescribed. Among the favorite med
icines and one that very frequently proves
effective if persevered in a month or two
or three, is "quassia," the wood and bark
of a plant that grows in some parts of
South America, and was prescribed by a
negro as a specfic. The chips are soaked
in water, and a few slips of the bitter water
are taken three or four times a day.
Vulcatiue,
A Gentleman in the South has discovered
a method of making waterproof any kind
of fabrics, front the finest silk to the
coarsest canvas, by meaus of a substance
called "vulcatiue," prepared from the
liquid of nnlk weed. The inventor made
the discovery while trying to utilize the
gum of the milk weed for the manufacture
of plates for artificial teeth. The
inventor of vulcatiue gave a test of
It in New York recently. The fabrics
shown were delicate colored silks, broad
cloth, leather, silk velvet, eotton and
woolen goods, and cloths of various kinds,
and then articles such as kid gloves, fine
ostrich plumes, ladies' boots, etc. Of the
fabrics experimented on, two pieces were
exhibited, one that had been treated to a
bath in a solution prepared from this
vulcatiue, and one that had not. It was
imposihle to distinguish them from each
other in any way, except by plunging
them into water. Then the difference was
sturtling iu the extreme. Pitcher after
pitcher of water was poured over a
piece of pink silk, that had been in the
bath, said the inventor, two years ago, and
yet the fibres were untouched by the
moisture, the water ran off as from the
back of a duck, and a flap oi two in the
air was sufficient to remove even the few
drops that rested upon the surface. The
ostrich plumes were dragged through the
water and withdrawn without a curl having
been disturbed, and hair frizzes treated in
the same manner came out without the
least change iu their appearance. The
action of the solution seems to lie sure
to encase every fibre of the material iu a
film impervious to water, yet this film is
invisible. The pores of ihe texture are
not filled up, as is the case with the water
proof goods known heretofore C'assimere
cloth that has been treated with vulcutine
and saturated with water can lie dried by
simply pressing it with a piece of goods
that retains its qualities us an absorbent.
The pores of the cloth being left open,
clothing made from it permits just as free
a ciiculation of air as does other cloth,
and the healthfuluees of the material Is
unimpaired, rather improved, as the
inventor contends.
The Kreimh boohtr-
It was upon a South Carolina plantation
up in Fairfield couuty. The baby was
taken with the croup aud Dr. Trochee, the
great French physician, was called in.
"Bad-a-case, bada-a-case!" said Dr. Tro
chee, shaking his head ; ' 'but me link me
kin korc him ; fech a me oue uew ackissee,
quick 1"
Mrs. E., the mother of the child, whis
pered to a servant who departed, and in a
few moments came runuing in with the
newest pole-ax on the plantation and pre
sented it to the doctor.
"Me no want a dat," said the doctor;
"take a him liac, and fecha me one new
ackissee, quick?"
Again the mother whispered to bring the
broad-ax, thinking that would do as it was
bright aud new, bought only a few days
previous and never, as yet, used in any
way. ud the servant disapjx;ared and sooner
than it takes to tell it, returned, presenting
the glittering blade, full front, to Dr. Tro
chee.
"Take car, sar! Wanted to cut a me
treat, ha? Dedebble! What fool, ha! me
no want a dat ; run fech a me new ackis
see!"
Away went the servant aud reappeared
this time with the hatchet.
"Le diahle, what a tool ! Can you no
understan I Can you no fech ame ackis
see ?"
"Doctor," said Mrs. E., "Them's all the
kind of axes we have, and we have brought
you the newest on the plantation."
"Me no want dem, Mrs. E.; tiuk me
want ackissee to cut baby's troat ? Me no
want a broad ackissee, norde narrow ackis
see, nor de jx)le ackissee ; me waut a new
ackissee ; federy ackissee; new federy
ackissee."
"Bpell it, doctor; spell what you mailt;
we can't understand you," said Mrs. E.
"Me want a ackissee, federy ackissee,
new federy ackissee; me no spell you ; la
(liable ; himself no spell a me dat, by gar !
Go way jack n ggur ? Go way—fech a me
broad ackissee an narrow ackissee —wot a
fool, ha! Go way, jack niggur; me go feck
a him myself." And, leaving the family
in great amusement, out went Dr. Trochee
in high dudgeon, and after rummaging
about a while returned with what he
wanted—a new-laid egg.
•• U'oinlttrlul!"
Lester Smith came from the interior to
see alxnit buying a corn cultivator. When
he reached tiie city he at once liegan culti
vating the juice of the aforesaid cereal.
Three or four drinks didn't tangle his legs,
but they made his head swell until he
found his hat too small. He therefore re
moved it and placed it on the walk. Then,
clutching a lamppost, he remarked :
"Won'ful what shighs feller shoes in
town. It's per fly splendid'—per'fly' maz
ing! "
A toy came along with a parcel, and
halting him with a gesture, Mr. Smith
said:
"Bub, ishn't zhis per'fly wou'ful—per'-
fly won'ful ?"
A woman carrying a basket was next
halted, and Mr. Smith remarked:
"Bu'ful angel—per'fly bu'ful—per'fly
won'ful!"
She scorned him and passed on, aud a
policeman happened that way. Mr. Smith
crooked his finger at the officer and said:
"I jus'sheen free strce' car 9 at once.
Won'ful town —per'fly wou'ful"
He was willing to walk to the station,
and when shown his cell he folded his
arms, looked around, and whispered in a
voice full of awe:
"Ju ever shee likes er zhis! Why, itsh
won'ful —won'fu!"
W r hen brought out for trial Mr. Smith's
head was quite clear, but as the court asked
him to plead to the charge of drunkenness
he looked all around and slowly replied.
"1 declare! bnt I'm in jail—right in
jail! Why, it's perfectly wonderful!"
He had a fatherly look! Further, one
could see that he was a man who never
came to town without taking home 'lasses
candy for the children and spruce gum for
his wife, and that he wouldn't cheat a
neighbor in a horse trade unless actually
forced into it to get means to found an
orphan asylum. His honor studied the
prisoner's fuce for a moment and then he
said:
"You were taking your Four;.h of July
rather early, weren t you?"
"Was I intoxicated ?"
"You were."
• •Could I have been intoxicated?" mused
the man ns he stroked the bridge of his
nose. "If I was It was wonderful—won
derful."
"How often do you hold tli'ise Fourth of
July parades?" asked the court.
"Once in a thousand," was the honest
answer. "1 can't e-jnagiue what put me
up to it yesterday. It iB positively won
derful, wonderful!"
"I hate to send you up." said his Iloaor,
after a long pause.
"Waal. I kinder hate to have you," was
the reply.
"If I should let you go what would you
dor*
"I would go."
"Yes, hut could you keep straight ?"
"I could. Uis wonderful how straight
1 could keep—perfectly wonderful."
"In looking for a corn-cultivator you
would keep out of saloons, would you?"
"1 would. I'm perfectly wonderful at
keeping out ol saloons,"
"Well, I guess yon can go, but if you
will likely come back here, and then you
will get "
"Shi" interrupted the farmer —"I'll
not lie back. I'm going right home —
wonderful how I'm going!"
His face was wonderful as he left the
door.
"The world is not so bad, after all,"
said Bijah as court closed and he reached
for his broom. "Some of us have the leg
ache, some have boils, some stand beside
dying beds, some are wronged out of prop
erty, and all have more or leas vexatious,
yet, I like the world—l have more and
more faith in human nature — 1 !"
He stopped there. Some one liad cut
the broom handle through the middle.
The Code.
Tragic scenes frequently occur at the
gaming table. But perhaps the most tragic
that ever took place at a gaming table tran
spired at a public house in Port au Prince
some years ago. Several parties were wait
ing about the room for the game to com
mence. Among the crowd of loiterers was
a ( apt. St. Every, a noted gamester, dead
ly duelist and well known man of pluck.
Some one spoke up, , "Who'll play?"
"I will play," said the captain of the
French frigate, which had just arrived in
the liarbor, and seizing a dice-box threw to
win or lose the amount of a small sum of
money that then lay upou the table. He
was ignorant of the stake to lie played.
"Monsieur Commandant you have won,"
said Capt. St. Every, pushing toward him
several piles of gold.
Astonished at the sight of so much
wealth the captain drew back saying:
"Gentlemen, I should be wanting not only
in common honesty, but even in good man
ners, were I to appropriate the sums the
winning of which 1 never expected in the
least degree, for I thought I was playing
for the trifling stake laying on the table.
1 cannot, therefore, take the enormous sum
as my own by right."
"Sir," said Capt. SL Every, "you must
take it, for if you had lost you would have
been obliged to pay the same sum."
"You arc mistaken, sir, if you think so.
I do not conceive my honor endangered in
reference to paying a debt of honor which
1 never contracted, nor in refusing to accept
of so iarge a sum which I never expected
to wiu."
"Monsieur le Commandant," shrieked
Captain St. Every, raising his voice to the
highest pitch, "If you had lost you should
have paid. / would have made you do
so."
This was firelo the gunpowder, intended
to provoke a challenge, and it accomplished
its purpose. "Sir," said Captain St.
Every, "1 don't wish to take auy advan
tage of you, which my acknowledged abil
ity in the use of the sword and pistol gives
me, so I offer you terms of equality."
* 'Bring a pistol here at once, load it, and
the chance of the dice shall determine
which shall blow each other's brains out,"
"Agreed," said the nothing daunted fri
gate commandant.
A shock of horror ran through the veins
of the assembled crowd at the barbarity of
the blood curlding affair. Borne shrank
from the room, others more hardened in
sights of horror, crowded near the gaming
table, perfectly cognizant of the desperate
character of Every, and inwardly laud
ing the bravery of .the unknown.
Each party examined the pistols. The
naval captain first threw the fatal dice.
He threw eleven.
"A good throw,!' said St. Every, holding
for a moment his own; '-The chances are
now in your favor, but listen, if it turns
out as it appears to me it will, that fortune
favors you aud not me, I wish neither
mere)' nor pity, as I should thiuk either a
coward who would spare the other."
"Sir, I need not your impertiment re- J
monstrances to back me neither now nor at j
any time," replied the Commaudant.
St. Every took the box and threw /i/-
teen.
The company were paralized with hor
ror.
Monsieur le Commandant arose. "Your
life belongs to me, sir," said St. Everj>
throwing down the dice on the table.
"Fire, sir," said the Commandant, plac
ing his hand bn his heart, "an honest man
is never afraid to "
St. Every's ball scattered the brains and
blood of the unlucky Commandant over
the clothes and persons of the bystanders,
as his lifeless body fell to the saloon floor.
St. to the English, and
soon after fell mortally wounded at the bat
tle of lrois as the English were carrying the
day.
Education la the Kitchen.
Education is at last beginning to reach the
kitchen. Cooking schools are springing up
in many places in this country, and the
Scotch and English are taking the lead in
organizing them as a part of their national
and common school system. We abound
in female seminaries and female colleges,
high schools and normal schools, in which
everything under heaven is studied except
that practical art which is a daily and vital
necessity in all the households of the land.
Our kitchens are the fortified entrenchments
of ignorance, prejudice, irrational habits,
the rule of thumb and mental vacuity,
and the result is that Americans suffer be
yond any other people from wasteful, un
healthful, unpalatable and monotonous
cooking. We have long professed to be
lieve in the potency of edueation, and have
not been slow to apply it to all other inter
ests and industries excepting only the fun
damental art of preparation, of food to
sustain life, which involves more of econ
omy, enjoyment, health, spirit and power
of effective labor than any subject taught
in our schools.
"Hard Times."
Don't tell me that the "hard times" liave
not proved socially beneficial in many re
spects, for I know better, and am prepared
to prove it.
For instance, the young man who used
to send a tablespoonful or so of froth in a
small glass, flying down a beery slide on a
highly polished counter, in respone to my
meek request for a lager, and who grabbed
at my five cents and rushed it into the till
as if the very contract of so trifling an
amount might take the shine out of his
California diamonds, now weekly whisks
an atom of dust from the bar and thanks
me for my smaU investment, humbly di
recting my attention to a dish which con
tains apparently minute portions of Egyp
tian mummy, which, my olfactories suggest,
may have been once in the fish business.
Again, at the barber's, I am permitted to
forego bay rum without any fear of subse
quent rough handling, or (when my hair
has been cut) of having small particles vic
iously blown down between the shoulder
blades.
The waiter who was wont to hurl two
square inches of boiled alligator, accom
panied by a disease with a circle of potato
paring aroimd it, in reponse to my request
for a sirloin, now places the aforesaid be
fore me in an apologetic manner, as if he
regretted that real turtle had not been
thrown in as an extra. All thin is pleas
ing; is it not?
i despise boasting, but I really know an
alderman. He used to nod to me, or, at
the most, allow me to take a finger. Of
late he would deposit his entire hand in my
palm, were it physically possible; and since
he lost "that contract," on account of "re
trenchment, " I am solicitous for my collar
bone, so energetically does he slap me on
the back.
Then, there's my rich cousin. A brief
call was the most that ever passed between
our families, and there was that formality
between us which usually exists between
men of *lO,OOO and $lOOO per annum re
spectively. Since his property has been
mortgaged, almost up to the handle, I am
"dear boy" and "old fellow," wmle his
wife, who scarcely knew that 1 was a father,
now almost weeps for a sight of those sweet
children," and declares that it is "really too
bad we do not ca 1 "round." The way iu
which she asked my wife a second time to
early peas, when we dined with them last
Sunday, was enough to draw tears.
When we moved, time before last, a
family portrait was remorsely piled on the
carpet broom, and the parlor stove was
landed in a basket of crockery. This year,
how nJdly did the expressman climb two
pairs of stairs with the furniture, and apolo
gize for haying scratched the clothes- bas
ket !
The exquiste at the dry goods "empor
ium," who thought it condescension to drop
twenty pounds ot sheeting on the counter,
bringing it within an ace of your nose, or
who sneered at the parsimony which re
fused to pay mre than $1 per yard for
Maria's new dress, now follows to the door,
and looks hurt if he be not permitted to
send two cents' worth of pins home for
you.
"Tliauk you!" is becoming "familar iu
mouth." Even Biddy is beginning to feel
that it would be wise to spend an hour or
so daily on household duties in return for
$lO per month and her board.
The "corner grocer" is beginning to
charge less than two hundred per cent for
some of his supplies, and there is really no
knowing but what the fashionably attired
may in the near future look upon the honest
toiler in last year's garb as one who may
possibly be worthy of salvation.
.Mrs. Partington at the Sociable.
There was no mistaking the costume, and
the fact that the venerable dame' led a
small boy by the hand, confirmed the im
pression that Mrs. Partington was indeed
in the assemblage. There was a momen
tary lull in the buzz of conversation, and
the party gathered aroiind the new comer,
eager to shake her by the hand. "Bless
me!"said she, with a beaming smile,
which played over her face like sunshine
over a lake: "Bless me! how salutary you
all are!—just as you ought to be at a time
like this, when nothing harmonious should
be allowed to disturb your hostilities. You
are very kind, I'm sure, and I am glad to
see you trying to enjoy yourselves. We
had no church sociables in my j'oung days,
but we had huskin' bee, and quiltin' bees,
and apple bees, and—" "Bumble-bees,"
said Ike, breaking in like a boy on thin ice
—"and though we had good times, and
sociable enough, goodness knows, when
the red ears were found, they were noth
ing to the superfluity of this," Taere was
a slight disturbance in the circle, as Ike in
restlessness placed his heel on circumja
cent toes but it was stilled as the master of
ceremonies came up to introduce the min
ister, "I hope you may find the hour
spent with us a happy one." "I know I
shall, sir," replied she, "for happiness de
pends very much on how we enjoy our
selves, and enough of anything always sat
isfies me. How could I help enjoying
myself in a scene of such life and animosity
as this?" "Very true madam." "And
theu the lights, blazing like a consterna
tion, and the music and flowers make it
seem like Pharaoh land." The minister
was called away, and the master of cere
monies asked Mrs. Partington if she would
like "an ice," which she faintly heard.
"A nice ?" she replied, looking at him
and hanging on to the long , as if it
were the top bar of a gate; "oh, very." A
rush, by the contestanents in a game, here
broke in between them, the band gave a
crash which seemed to start the roof, the
mass of people waved to and fro, Ike
started off with a new crony in quest of
some suggested peanuts, and Mrs. Par.
tington backed into a seat. She looked
pleasantly upon the moving spectacle
through her own parabolas, her fingers beat
time to the music, and her oil-factories in
haled the breath of flowers and the smell
of coffee from an adjacent room, till she
was becoming "lost," when she realized
that a figure was standing before her, and
a cold spoon was being thrust into her
right hand. It was the attentive manager,
again, with an ice-cream which he invited
her to lake. "You are very surprising
sir," said she, smiling. "I was uncon
scionable at the moment. Thank you; I
will. lam very partially fond of ice
cream, and this is manilla, too, which is
my favorite." She ate with a sense of en
joyment caught with the scene and went
away soon after, when Ike had joined her,
with plethoric pockets, bidding the mana
ger convey a good night from her to the
party, saying she had enjoyed a real socia
ble time.
NO. 23.