VOL. LIV. PROFESSIONAL CARDS OF BELLEFONTE. O. T. Alexander. O. M. nuwei. A LEXANDER £ BOWER, ATTORNEYS AT LAW. BELLEFONTE, PA. Office in Garman's new buildlug. JOHN B. LINN, ATTORNEY AT LAW. BKLLKFONTE, PA. Office on Allegheny Street. OLEMEXT DALE, ATTORNEY AT LAW. BELLEFONTE, PA. Northwest corner of Dlimond. YOCUM A HAS 11 NO.s, ATTORNEYS AT LAW. BKLI.KPONTE. PA. High Street, opposite F.rst National Bank. yyTM. C. HEINLE, ATTORNEY AT LA VV. BELLEFONTE. PA. Practices in all the courts of Contre county. Spec al attention to collections. Consultations In German or English. ■yyriUßUß f - KEEDEK, ATTORNEY AT LAW. BELLEFONTE, PA. All bus'ness promptly attended to. Collection of claims a speciality. jTX Beaver. J. W. Geph&rt. jgEAVER 4 GEPHART, ATTORNEYS AT LAW. BELLEFONTE, PA. Office on Alleghany Street, North of High. yy A. MORRISON, ATTORNEY AT LAW. BELLEFONTE, PA. Office on woodrlng's Block, Opposite Court House. S. KELLEK, ATTORNEY AT LAW, BKLLEFONTE, FA. Consultation* In English or German. OOlce In Lyon'. Building, Allegheny Street. JOHN G. LOVE, ATTORNEY AT LAW, BELLEFONTK, PA. OJTlce In the rooms formerly occupied by the late W. P. Wilson. BUSINESS CARDS OF MILLHKIM, &. A. STURGIS, DEALER 151 Watches, Clocks. Jewelry, Silverware, Ac. Re pairing neatly and promptly don? and war ranted. Main Street, opposite Bank', M llhettn, Pa. A O* DEININGER, NOTARY PUBLIC. SCKIB.NKK AND CONVEYANCER, MILLHEIM, PA. All business entrusted to him. such as writing and acknowledging Deeds. Mortgages, Kele.tS's, Ac., will be executed wlih neatness and dis patch. Office on Main Street TT H. TOMLIXSOX, * DEALER IX ALL KINDS OF Groceries, Notions, Drugs. Tobacout her own age. At first glance the exquisite soul-loveliness of her face paled in Miss Ames's brilliant beauty, but there were more to love its pos sessor, and fewer to envy her. Something like imagination was in her voice, as she addressed her friend. i4 I cannot believe that you mean it, Lil lian, " she said. "You have been engaged to Oscar Dering for a year, and how can you say so carelessly that your engagement shall be broken —" "Beg pardon!" interrupted the other, in low, ironical tones, 44 i have not yet been engaged to Oscar Dering twenty-four hours. It was to Lord Oscar Dering I gave my pledge. ' "Oh, Amt Lillian, because he has lost title and estate must he also lose the woman of his love? Think a minute. You surely will not give him up so easily? "Nonsense, Edithl I am 21—no longer a girl of an age to live upon sentimeutalism, but to look upon every-day realities of life. When I engaged myself to Lord D.rng; 1 was the subject of congratulation among all my friends. Now that the cousin who was supposed to be dead croi>s into life in some reunite portion of the globe, and that Oscar insists upon renouncing the property in his behalf without even a struggle, I am not content to let these same congratulations lapse into pity." 44 0h, Lillian, do you think anyone could pity you for possessing so royal a gift as the love of such a man? Think better of it, dear; I know you care for him. Do not so lightly renounce young life's happiness." 4 4 You plead his case eloquently, my dear. Really I did not know I possessed a rival in my fair cousin. Perhaps a heart caught in the rebound —you know the rest, of course, and can point the moral." "Lillian,you are cruel—cruel!—l—" But the late speaker had passed through the window out of hearing, and advanced to meet a man quickly approaching on the green sward, while the young girl left be hind fell back in her chair, the great tears coursing down her cheeks, on which the crimson color signal flamed. It was as though some ruthless hand had snatched the veil from her own heart, leav ng exposed its most cherished secret —a secret she had not known herself until now betrayed by her shame. 44 1 must leave this place. I cannot meet him again; X must go home. But, Oh how cau she give him up!" Edith Loring and Lillian Ames were cousins, bnt the one was the daughter of a clergyman whose rectory was some ten miles distant from Ames court, and one of the noblest estates of England, and of which Lillian was sole heiress. * The girls, however, had been closely united, more by the tie of friendship than cousinship, since the latter was a dictant bond, and Ames court was almost as much Edith s home as her own. Now, however the homelier charms of the rectory were very grateful to her. Here no one could prove the discovery so new to herself—to trace the scarlet blush which seemed so often to burn her cheek, until she wondered that it did not leave its brand. She had been home six weeks, and twice Oscar Dering had driven over to see her, but she had always denied herself to him on some household pretext, until one morn he overtook her in the road. She had been busy with thoughts of him, wondering how he had borne his ruptured troth, and reproaching herself tor the cow MILLHEIM, PA., THURSDAY, NOVEMBER 11, 1880. arili-e which heretofore hail forbidden her meeting him, when she heard behind her the quick step of the home's hoofs. llis rider drew rein at her 9ide. "So I am to find you at last," he said. His voice sounded the same as of old; the bright, cheery tone was unchanged. "Have yoi seen Li'lie, lately?" she at last found courage to ask. "No," he answered, ami then she saw the frown gather on his brow, and au ex pression of pain conies about his lips. "1 see as little of your cousin as |x>asible now. You know, Miss Loring, 1 am no longer a subject of congratulation." "Yes, 1 know," she said. "1—" "Don't pity me," he interrupted; "lcan't bear that quite vet." "1 did not mean to pity you," she re plied. "Oh, if Lillian had not spoken of the heurt caught in the rebound," she thought, when week after week Oscar Dering would tlud his way to the rectory gardeu or the rectory parlor, to spend long hours with its fair young mistress. She understood so well why became, be cause now and then Lillian's name drifted into the idle talk, and because, as he grew strouger, he dared speak of her and of the We he had borne her. It was a mingled pain aud pleasure to listen. If only she had not learned her own heart the pain would have been less. But she was de* stiued to learn it more fatally, yet, as one morning strolling through the woods to gether, the sharp report of a hunter's gun cioso beside them startled them both. The next iustant her companion sank white and senseless on the sward beside her, while the affrighted hunter, whose misaimed charge had entered his arm, hastenen for ward. "Bring assistance quickly," exclaimed Edith, while she raised the heavy head to her lap: "Oscar, speak to me,"shemoaned. "Oscar! Oscar!" Over and over again she repeated hip name in the same accents of despariug love, until they had forced their way into the lite-pulses of his being aud aroused them to ac'ivity. He opened his eyes in a half-wandering look, as though delirium had overtaken him, At this instant the hunter returned with assistance, and a half hour later the wound ed man had been librae to the rectory, the wound dressed, and the knowledge given that it was merely a flesh wounu, painful, but not dangerous. Yet bis recovery was a tedious affair. lie grew moody and abstracted. It gave him more time to think of Lillian and his loss, Edith thought, even while ahe won dered why his eyes followed her with such a strange questioning look. Once she en tered his room with some freshly cut flowers in her hand. "Where shall I put them, Mr. Deriug?" she inquired. "Mr. Dering?" he answered. "Did 1 not once hear you call me Oscar, or was it a sweet fancy wafted from dreamland?" Agein the crimson tide dyed her face. "Don't I" she said, as though he hail hurt her, and hastened from the room bear ing with her the flowers, and it seemed to him the light and sunshine. llad he been blind all this time, and was he just beginning to see? A graud ball was to be given at Ames court. Lillian insisted that Edith should be present, and the invalid also was suur moned to the feast. On the evening of Miss Ames's ball she picked up the paper sent down by the after noon mail from Ixmdon. She was sudden ly startled at seeing the name of the man to whom she so lately had been betrothed. It was a published decision of the court that owning to some disability, the title could not descend to Oscar Dering's cousin. He was, then, Lord Dering still. Fool that she had been. But to-night, while he still thought her in ignorance, she must win him back. It was late when he entered the spacious drawing-rooms. "1 have been waiting for you," she said, in her sweetest, lowest tones. "You honor me toogreatly, Miss Ames," he replied. "Let us go into the conservatory." she added, " it is cooler there." He offered her his arm. From a distant corner of the room Edith saw them. "I will not begrudge him auy happiness," she said to herself. "Have you forgotten the last time we were here together, Mr. Dering?'' Libian was asking at this moment. "No," he answered gravely, looking into the beautiful face beside mm. "Can one ever retrieve a mistake," she asked, "when one finds it out?" "I don't know," he replied. "Can ono cause the rose, blighted in mid-summer, to bloom again in the depths of winter?" She knew then what he meant. "We are dealing in similes;" she exclaim ed, "let us return to our guests." An hour later Oscar Dtrmg led Miss Coring to the same spot. "I love you, Edith," he said, "I thought my hearr was dead when 1 met you. My darling, will you be my wife?" "Oh, Oscar, you are sure, sure of your self?" "I have been made more sure to-night," he answered. She was too happy to question his words— too happy even to let Miss Ames's con ! gratulations sting her when she said:— "A heart caught in the rebound. Did I not tell you so." Too happy to be made happier when she learned that on her wedding day she was to be made Lady Edith Dering. (,'urltfua luliabltauU. There is a coutiuual warfare going ou in the deep, a coustaut struggle for the means of sustaining hie. The carmverous devour the vegetarians, and the mud-eaters swallow both animal and vegetable forms; aud this runs all the way down the scale, from the shark and the equally ravenous bluelish to the least of the aimeJds. These last, the sea-worms, are wary, but they cannot escape their enemies. If they were to eon Hue themselves to the bottom, where they feed aud whore many of them glow to the length of a foot or two, they might in a measure escape, though they would still be a prey to the scup and other fish that know how to dig for them; but they love to swim, particularly at night and in the breeding season, aud then they ure snapped up in countless numbers. They have almost every variety of fonus and tlioir structure is marvelous—monsters with hooked jaws at the end of a pro bos is, and withal, sides of bluest green that throw off an infinite variety of irrideseeut hues. Some of the sea-worms have scales, others have soft bodies; some are sluggish and curl themselve up into balls when dis turbed, others are restless, particularly at night; some are round, others flat; some build tula's of saud and cement, woven together till they make a colony of many hundred members; the lubes of others are soft aud flexible,and some, when disturbed, withdraw within their crooked calcareous tubes aud close the ontice with a plug. One variety of the scrpulte has three dark redeyes; another has clusters of eyes on each tentacle. The amphiflods were accoun ted of no great value till it was shown by the Fish Commission that these small Crus tacea furnish a vast amount of fl,pnre water, which came bubbling from an im mense cave which has been explored 3,000 feet from its mouth. Soon after Mr. Strein secured tbe property he bethought him of raisiug brook trout, and Mr.Annin, a well known tifch-cullurist ot Rochester, came to Kansas City to see if the plan was a feasi ble one. Mr. Aunin explored the cave; and after making his way underground about si x hundred feet came to a small cataract about three feet high, over which the water fell. In about four hundred yards another waterfall was reached, but at this point a person has to crawl aloDg, as the walls of the cave are very low, the ceiling being ragged and rough. About a year ago. when an investigation of the cave was first made, a lot of old Indian arrow heads of flint were discovered near the first waterfall, and It is said m olden times the Indians used this cave as a sepulchre for their dead before they were sent to tbe "happy hunting ground." In support of this theory it is known that within thirty yarils of the mouth of the cave are the remains of an Indian stone house, where not many years since dwelt a half breed aud his aged squaw. THey were very reticent as to the use of the cave, but claimed that the water which came from it bad certain cuiative powers which their "meuicine men" had discovered ages ago. The people in the neighborhood have all heard the stories,and the place has atx>ut it much of interest. Mr. Annin told Mr. Strein that in his opinion the water in the cave was well adapti d to raising fish, and on lus return from Rochester he sent out three thousand eggs taken from Caledonia creek, near his own home, which have been hatched out successfully. A I'arrot In the Witiicm Box. About six months ago a parrot belonging to the Sisters of St. Boniface Convent dis appeared, and was recently found in the possession of Pierre Mallet, who lives on Lapeyrouse street, New Orleans. A de maud being made upon him he refused to surrender the bird, claiming that he pur chased it, and will not give it up unless paid an extravagant price. The Sisters have therefore inatuted a suit in the Second Justice's Court to recover I heir bird, which they value at one hundred dollars. The parrot speaks German fluently, and its owners claim that they will have no diffi culty in proving their propriety. Upon the trial the bird is to be brought into court to tell what he knows about kidnapping. The Lird is well known to the pupils who at tend school at the Convent, and it is said that a test of indentiflcation will consist in the bird's obedience to a certain sign know n only to its rightful owner. The trial of this oase promises to be both interesting and amusing. Two Traitliia of SlaKHia. More than twenty years ago .Niagara witnessed a tragedy which, while of a heart rending character, was marked by an act of true heroism, seldom equalled in grandeur. Mr. Charles Addington. a young man about twenty-three or twenty four years of age, was altlauced to Miss J)e Forrest, both being residents of Buffalo. One day a happy party, comprising Mrs. l>e Forrest, Mlhs De Forrest, a younger daughter, Eva, a beauti ful child five or six years old, and "Charley" Addington, us his friends were accustomed to call him, visited the Falls. They crossed the bridge to Goat Island, and while resting under the trees. Little Eva strayed away from the group, and ap proaching the bank of the narrow, but deep aud swift stream that rushes between Goat Island and the small island lying between it aud the American rapids, was amusing herself by casting sticks into the water and watching them as they were whirled swiftly away. Mrs. De Forrest alarmed for her child's safety, requested Charles Addington to go after her and bring her back. Charley at once proceeded to the bank, and thinking to give the little one a fright, approached her stealthily from be hind, and catching her under the arms, held her over the stream. The startled child threw up her little arms over her head, and instantly she slipped through young Addiugton's Hands and fell into the rapids. The realization of the horrible calamity must have come home to Addington's brain with the rapidity of the lightning's flash, lie saw his rash act had cost the child's life —that only one desperate chance of saving her remained —that the world was at an end for him for him forever. Tear ing off his coat he rushed along the bank until he hail passed little Eva, who was keeping afloat by her clothing; then pluuging in ahead of her, he seized the child ami desperately attempted to throw her up the bank. As ne made the effort be fell back in the rapids and was whirled over the small fall that intervenes between the American horseshoe falls. Little Eva struck the top of the bank, but all power had apparently gone Irom her, and she rolled back into the stream and was hurried to her dreadful fate. The mother aud sis ter stood paralyzed with horror, while the tragedy, almost instantaneous in its action, passed before their eyes, leaving its dark cloud hanging over all their future lives. Charles Addington had made a hero's atonement for his thoughtless and reckless act. His father—he was an only son was in the habit of visiting the falls once a week for years after the tragedy, and he would sit for hours gazing at the spot where his son aud little Eva had met their deaths. He became well known at the falls, and there were many who lielicved that he would one day voluntarily seek the same fate that his son had courted. But his sad pilgrimage had no such ending. An accident with dramatic accompani ments occurred some years after the sad eveni that cost Charlie Addington aud Eva De Forrest their lives. Gne morning soon after daybreak, the early risers at the falls discovered something moving on a huge old log or trunk of a tree which for years had shown itself above the boiling rapids on the American side, having become caught bv and become firmly wedged into the rocks on its way toward the falls. Ixx>king downward from the bridge this log was and still is in full sight iu the fiercest part of the rapids, considerably nearer to the small island on the American side of (Joat island than to the American shore. The moving object was soon found to be a man, and it was evident that his boat bad been carried over the falls duriug the night, while he himpelf had mi raculously been cast against the log, by which he had managed to stop his fearful rush toward death. Despatches were im mediately sent to the coast life-saving station, and Captain Dorr hastened to Niagara by a special train, carryiug with him two metallic life-boats, and plans to save the man were concerted. But before the arrangements were completed the news had spread abroati, ana many thousands of persons had reached the falls by special trains. Goat island, the bridge, the Ameri can shore, the roots and windows of all the adjacent buildings and the branches of trees, were covered with anxious aud horri fied spectators. The first attempt at rescue was by means of a Francis metallic life-boat attached to a cable which was slacked off from the bridge opposite the log and guided by side ropes. The boat bail not got far front the bridge when the fierce rapids seized it, turned it round and rouuu, and appeared to be endeavoring to crush its sides. '1 he strong cable snapped like a whip cord, aud the poor fellow whe had been watching Ihe ffort made for his rescue saw the boat whirled past him aud carried over the falls, as if in mockery of his would-be rescuers. Considerable time was then consumed in deliberating ou a new plan, and it was pro posed to fasten a cable to some building on the American side, to carry it over to the island until 11 would sag near the log, and then to rescue the man by means of a bas ket hung on the cable by rings, and to be let down and pulled in by means of smaller ropes. The material for this experiment could not be procured, so at last it was de cided to send down a strongly constructed raft in the same manner as tke life-boat had been launched, and if that reached the man in safety, to ease it over toward the small island, from whence his rescue would be comparatively easy. The raft was built, but it was four o'clock in the af ternoon before all was ready. The day had passed without the flight of time being heeded. The excitement was intense. Men and women who had stood for hours without food were painfully agitated. The raft moved. It withstood bravely the wild assaults of the angry rapids. It neared the log. The man stood up and waved his arms. The raft came within his reach, and he got on to it, ate the food, drank a small quantity of weak brandy and water that had been put aboard, and fastened himself by the lashings that had been pre pared and the intent of which he under stood. Then the raft was cautiously and steadily moved toward the Island with the precious freight. The people shouted, and many, wept from overwrought feeling. Suddenly the raft came to a stand. The rope was taut! It had caught in a rock. To attempt to force it was to risk its part ing, and the fatal consequences could not be misunderstood. The poor victim seemed to take in the situation and to grow desperate. He unfastened the lashings; stood up, and made a spring from the raft in the direction of the island, and was in i the foaming waters. Instantly he struck out for the island. He seemed to be a powerful swimmer, and thousands of men and women held their breath in horri fied suspense. He appeared to near the island in his desperate efforts. Then arose the cry, "He's savedl he's saved!" Hut suddenly those on the bridge, who could see more distinctly from their loca tion, became aware that the space between the island and the swimmer's head was widening There was another dreadful moment of suspense, and then the unpitv iug rapids seized their prey, and apparently making sport of the efforts that had been resorted to to snatch him from their grasp, twisted him round and whirled hitn along until they hurried him over the precipice. As the poor fellow went over a singular ef fect was observable. The vast body of falling water curves over the edge of the of the falls like a huge wheel, and as the body was shot forward by the force of the current, it seemed to leap completely out of the water, the leet being visible, before it took the terrible plunge. The death-like silence tnat had fallen upon the crowd was broken by a fearful cry—a sound mingling a wail, a howl and a shriek in one. Mauy strong men as well as women fainted. They had witnessed a tragedy more intense in its painfuiness Hum any drama could present, and one not like ly to be soon forgotten. Powerful Ocean steamships. Twenty years ago the largest steamers knowD (in this, as in all such comparisons, neglecting the Great Eastern, which was a prodigy of engineering skill) did not reach 350 feet in length, 45 feet in breadth, 3,- 500 tons in tonnage, or 4,000 horse power indicated. We have before us at this moment a list of 50 merchant steamers sailing in the year 1860, from Southamton and other southerHports, which the largest vessels then frequented,and the list includes but 10 ships of more than 300 feet in length, none of whicn reached the limits of size and power just giving, and the whole of which belonged to two companies—viz., the Royal Mail and the Peninsular and Oriental. At the present moment we have afloat and at work the White Star Liners, some of thein 445 feet in length, 45 feet in breadth, and nearly 5,000 indicated horse-power; the Inm&n Liners, compris ing such ships as the City of Berlin, 488 foet by 44 J feet broad, and of about the same steam power; the Orient,of 445 feet by 46J feet, with engines developing 5,600 horse-power; tke Arizona, of about the same size, with still greater steam power and speed; and niany other splendid ves sels but little inferior to any of the fore going. And these grand steamers —many of which reacu the quays of New York with greater punctuality than railway trains reach the London suburbs from Vic toria and Charing-cross, and would reach our quays with equal punctuality if they could avoid the abominable sands that bar the Mersey—are the forerunners of still larger and more powerful vessels now taking shape upon tue banks of the Clyde and elsewhere. The Cunard steel ship, the Servia, now building by Messrs. Thompson, of Glasgow, is 500 feet by 50 feet, with over 10,000 indicated horse power, and will therefore, doubtlesss, possess a speed considerably in advance of that of the very fastest ship at present afloat in the mercantile marine. The In ln&n steamship City of Rome, ouilding of iron at Barrow, will be still larger, having a length of 546 feet, a breadth of 52 feet, agross registered tonnage of 8,000, and a steam power nearly equal to that of the Servia. The Guion Line is to be increased by ships of almost equal size and power, and the Allan Line is building otheis equal to the finest of the White Star boats. Not withstanding the number aud magnitude of the passenger steamers now running be tweeu America and this country,the traffic is so great that it has only been possible to secure accommodation by arranging pas sages many weeks, and even months, in advance, while the rapidly increasing population aud wealth of the United States and of Canada make it certain that the interchange of agricultural produce and manufactured goods between them and ourselves will go on increasing. A. Dive tor Life. Just below Kanahwa Falls, in West Vii- is an overhanging rock of immense size, jutting out about on 3 hundred feet over a seething whirlpool and it was once the scene of a remarkable adventure. The Indians were in hot pursuit of Van Bibber, a settler, and a man of distinction in those early times. He was hard pressed and all access to the river above and below being cut off, be was driven to the jump ing rock, which proved to be the jumping off place for him. He stood on the rock, ith full view of the enemy above and be low. who yelled like demons at the cer tainty of his capture. He stood up boldly, and with his rifle kept them at bay. As he stood there he looked across the river, saw his friends —his wife aud a babe in her arms—all helpless to render assistance. They stood as if petrified with terror and amazement. She cried at the top of her voice: "Leap into the river and meet me!' 1 Laying her habe on the gra&i, she seized the oars and sprang into the skiff alone. As she neared the middle of the river, her husband saw the Indians coming in full force and yelling 'iae demons. "Wife, Wife!" he screamed, "I'mcoming; drop down a litt tower. With this he sprang from his crag and descended like an arrow into the water, feet foremost. The wife rested on her oars a moment to see him rise to the surface, the little skiff floated like cork, bobbing about on the boiling flood. It was an awful moment; it seemed an age to her. Would he ever rise? Her earnest gaze seemed to penetrate the depth of the water, and she darted her boat lurthor dow n the stream. He rose near her; in a moment the boat was along side of him, and she helped him to scram ble into it amid a shower of arrows and shotthat the Indians poured into them. The daring wife did not speak a word; her husband was more dead than alive, and all depended on her strength being maintained till they could reach the bank. This they did, just where she had started, right where the babe was lying, crowing and laughing. The men pulled the skiff high on the land, and the wife slowly arose and helped to lift Van Bibber to his feet. He could not walk, but she laid him down be side his babe, and then seating herself, she wept wildly, just as any other woman would have done under the circumstances. That babe is now a grandfather and that rock is called "Van Bibber's Rock" to this day." Oatrn Houti Osborne adjoins the estate of Norris Cas tle, where the Queen spent some time in childhood, and her selection of the place in mature years was probably due to early impressions. The Queen and Prince seeiu soon to have felt a desire for—what her predecessors on the throne never had—a home of their very own. as opposed to an official home, and the private home of Os borne was soon supplemented by that of Balmoral. It is scarcely probable that a radical House of Commons will be content to vote much longer the great sum annually demanded for maintaining royal palaces at which the sovereign never resides. Besides Buckingham Palace—where her residence now averages about ten days a year—the Queen has Kew, Hampton Court, Kensington, Busby Park, St. James, the white Ixxige in Richmond Park, Frogmore, all at her disposal, should she please to oc cupy them, and ail maintained at public cost, besides Holyrood in Scotland, where occasionally she has spent a few days. Kensington and Hampton Court are now given up in part to pensioners of position. The accumulation of these palaces has beeu in a considerable decree due to the indi vidual caprice oi various sovereigns. William 111 hated the splendid palace of Whitehall, and was not sorry when tire ef faced the triumphs of Holbein and Inigo Jones. He lived at Kensington, and occa sionally at Hampton Court. Anne lived at Kensington and Windsor, as did the Geor ges up to and inclusive of George 11. George 111 and Charlotte lived at St. James, Windsor and Kew until Buckingham House was bought. George 111 also lived a great deal at Frogmore, in Windsor Park. For years he did not occupy Windsor Castle. George VI lived, after he came to the throne, at Buckingham Palace, Windsor, and the Pa vilion Brighton, and spent on them then, probably, at a rough calculation, $7,500,000. William IV, not at all a representative King lived chiefly at Windsor and Buck ingham palaces. So far as Windsor, Hampton Court, Busby and Richmond aie concerned, their surroundings are entirely free to the public, who can ride and drive in nearly every part of their parks. Were, however, Kensington Palace, a plain brick building, covering several acres, razed and tine houses erected, the public would not suffer by the loss of a recreation ground, and the public treasury would gain to the extent of a sum nearly covering all allow ances paid to the royal family, except that to the Queen. You Van Skip. "Is your name David Shaster?" asked the court of a man nearly seven feet high who suddenly walked out on Bijah's arm. "Hey?" replied the prisoner, as he lean- ed forward. "Is your name David Sh&ste.?" "Hey?" 4 'ls your—name David Shaater?" Shaater?" repeated the court with ail his voice. "Ves, 1 suppose it is. ** "You are charged with being drunk.'' "Heyf" "You are charged with being drunk." "Hey?" "Druuk!" yelled Bijah, with his mouth close lo man's ear. "Who's drunk? What have 1 got lo do with anybody being drunk?" "You were drunk!" shouted the court. "Hey?" "You were drunk!" yelled Bijah. "Bet you $5." replied the prisouer as he went down for the money. The officer in the case said be found him lying under a shed, drunk and asleep and the court leplied: "Well, 1 can't yell my head off to make him understand. I've busied my collar button and broken a suspender already, and I shall let lum go. Prisoner you can go."' "Hey?" "You can skip." "Hey?" Bijah turned him around and run him out and shut the door on him, but he put his nose against the glass and shook the door and called out: "Hey? I'll see if I haven't any rights!" Loyalty l&awarded. Thq French Government has just con ferred the military medal upon a young woman employed in the telegraph office at Pithiviera during the war of 187 U. Upon the arrival of the German forces in that town during the month of November, they at once, as was their wont, took possession of the telegraph office and relegated Mdlle. Dodu, the young woman in charge, to a room, and Mdlle. Dodu managed to tap them and convey the information to the sub-prepect. One day a telegram arrived from the Prussian staff at Orleans address ed to Prince Frederick Charles, informing him of the march of a French corps upon Gien, and suggesting the movements to be made in order to surround it. This tele gram she took to the sub-prefect who made three copies of it for the commander of the French corps, sending each by a different messenger. Two of the messengers were killed, but the third arrived, and the in formation enabled the French commander to make a timely retreat. The Pr\ ssiaus did not as certain what had taken place un til just before the armistice, but for which Mdlle. Dodu might have fared badly. Things it Would be Funny to See. A patent medicine that wasn't warranted a dead shot for anything, from corns to consumption. A rose without a thorn and a woman without a fault. A tarpaulin stout enough to keep the rain from soaking through the backs of our milkman's cows. A poor plumber and a rich newspaper man. A man who can rap eternal smash out of his favorite bunion while making a tight croquet and still keep the air brake on his tongue. The man who wasn't always able and willing to give an editor a few pointers in the newspaper business. A doctor who hadn't believed all along that Tanner would come out all right. A bald headed man who never lost his temper. A circus just to relieve the monotony. A chronio of the man who invented the dance called "the racket." It is easier to suppress the first desire than to satisfy all tnat follow it. NO. 45.