VOL. LY.
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.
QLEMENT DALE,
ATTORNEY AT LAW.
BELLEFONTE, PA.
Northwest corner ot Diamond.
Y° CUM & HASTINGS,
ATTORNEYS AT LAW.
BELLEFONTE, PA.
High Street, opposite First National Bank.
M - c. HEINLE7~
ATTORNEY AT LA W.
BELLEFONTE, PA.
Practices In all the courts of Centre County.
Spec al attention to collections. Consultations
in German or English.
'YYILBUR F. REEDER,
ATTORNEY AT LAW.
BZIXKFOXTI. PA.
All bus'ness promptly attended to. collection
of claims a speciality.
J. A. Beaver. J. w. Gephart.
JJSAVER A GEPHART,
ATTORNEYS AT LAW.
BELLEFONTE, PA.
Offioe on Alleghany Street, North of High.
A. MORRISON,
ATTORNEY AT LAW.
BELLEFONTE, PA.
Office on Woodrlng*s Block, Opposite Court
House.
S. KELLER,
ATTORNEY AT LAW.
BELLEFONTE, PA.
Consultation* in English or German. Office
in Lyons Building, Allegheny Street.
JOHN G. LOVE,
ATTORNEY AT LAW.
BELLEFONTE, PA.
Office in the rooms formerly occupied by the
late w. P. Wilson.
BUSINESS CARDS OF MILLHEIM, &.
Q A. STURGIS,
DEALER 151
Watches, Clocks. Jewelry, SllTerware, Ac. Re
pairing neatly and promptly don.' and war
ranted. Main Street, opposite Bank, M llhetm,
Pa. i
4 O DEIXINGER,
C * NOTARY PCBLIC.
SCRIBNER AND CONVEYANCER,
MILLHEIM, PA.
AH business entrusted to him, such as writing
and acknowledging Deeds, Mortgage.-., Releus a,
*c.. will be executed wi<h neatness and dis
patch. Office on Main Street.
XT U. TOMLIXSON,
DEALER I*
ALL KINDS OF
Groceries, Notions, Drugs. Tobtoros, Cigars,
Fine Confectloneiles and every tiling in the line
of a first-class • .rocery st •re. .
country Produce.taken in exchange for goods.
Main St. eet, opposite Bank, Ml lhelm. Pa.
TAAVID I. BROWN,
MANUFACTURER AND DEALER IN
TIM WARE. STOVEPIPES, Ac.,
{SPOUTING A SPECIALTY.
BhOD on Main Street, two houses cast of Bank,
Mllllielm, Penna.
'x EiSENHUTH,
* JUSTICE OF THE PEACE,
MILLHEIM, PA.
All business promptly attended to.
i ollectlon of claims a specialty.
Office opposite Eisenhuth's Drug Store.
j*| LsaLK & SMITH,
DEALERS IN
Hardware. Stovrs, Oils, Paints, Glass, Wa
Pi per.-, coach Trimmings, and fcuddiery Ware.
tie,. Ac.
All giades of Patent Wheels.
Corner of Main and Penn streets, Millhelm,
Pt-nna.
tacob wolf,
r ASH ION ABLE TAILOR,
MILLHEIM, PA.
Cnttdng a Specialty.
sjiop door to Journal Hook ./tor®.
BANKING CO.,
MAIN STREET,
MILLHEIM, PA.
A WALTER. Cashier. DAV. KRAPB, Pres.
HARTER,
AUCTIONEER,
BSHIBSBu kG t PA.
Jauataction Guaranteed.
Pffikra f|iw§sl.
THREE OLD SAWS.
If the world eeeina cold to you,
Kindlo fire* to warm it!
Let their comfort hide from view
Winters that deforui it,
Hearts as frozen a your own
To that radiance gather ;
Tou will HO n forget to moan,
"Ah! the cheerless weather! '
If the world'.* a wilderness,
Go, build houses iu it!
Will it help your loneliness
On the winds to din it?
Raise a hut. however slight;
Weeds and braniblts (-mother ;
And to roof and meal iuute
Some forloruer brother.
If the world's a vale of tears,
Smile, till raiubows span it 1
Breathe the lore that life endears.
Clear of clouds to fan it.
Of your gladutss lend a gleaui
Unto souls that shiver;
Show them how dark Berrow's stream
Blends with Hope's bright river.
Perfectly Heartless.
•'Pretty? Yes. rather, but perfectly
heartless I" said Mrs. Holuies to Dr. Stan
ley, a young and talented physician, with
whom she was conversing at a large and
brilliant entertainment.
"lleartless 1 with that sensitive mouth,
and those eyes so full of expression!' 1 said
the physician, musingly.
"I don't admire her style of beauty at
all. She looks like a wax doll, and her
beartlessness is proverbial. Since her
uncle left her so wealthy she has had suit
ors by the score, and flirts with every one.
Why, look at her now !"
Dr. Stanley's eyes followed in the direc
tion in which the lady waved her fan, and
rested on the central figure of a group round
the piano. It was a lady, young and fair,
with a tall, exceedingly graceful figure,
pure Greek features, and large blue eyes.
Her hair was short, but the soft, full curls,
made a lovely frame for a fair face. Her
dress was of a dark lace; and twisted
among the golden curls were deep crimson
flowers, with dark green leaves, and on the
snowy throat and arms glittered blood-red
rubies. She was conversing gaily with a
knot of gentlemen, and Dr. Stanley saun
tered over to the group.
"Miss Marston," said one gentleman,
"what has become of Harold Graham, the
artist ?''
The tiny hand swept over the ivory keys
of the piano in the measure of a brilliant
waltz; and another of the group, suppos
ing Miss Mar&ton did not hear the question
said, "Out at the elbows and can't ap
pear."
"He was wretchedly poor," said a
third.
"Perhaps he has committed suicide. It
is three weeks since he disappeared," said
another.
"O, I hope not P said Miss ilarston;
"we want his tenor in our next musical
soiree. It would be too provoking for him
to commit suicide!"
"Mrs. Holmes was right," thought the
doctor, "she is perfectly heartless. Poor
Harold!"
He turned from the piano, but stopped
as a full, rich voice broke out into song.
Eva Marston was singing Shubert's Last
Greeting; and into the mournful words she
poured such wailing energy aud deep
pathos, that group after group, in the large
rooms, ceased their gay conversation to lis
ten to the music.
"Can she sing so without heart or feel
ing ?" mutteied the doctor, again drawing
near the piano.
"Eva," said a young lady, as the las;
notes of the song died away- "Eva, play
a polka, won't you?"
A contemptuous smile quivered for a
moment on Eva Marston's lip; then nod
ding good naturedly, she dashed off into a
lively polka, which melted the group
around the piano into merry dancers, and
Dr. Stanley with the rest.
The next morning Miss Marston sat in
her room, writing a letter. Let us peep
over her shoulder, at one sentence:
"All hollow, ail heariless, Mariam! You
blame mc for flirting; you are not here to
see how they follow me merely for my
money; net one true heart ainoug them all.
There was one—Harold—"
A knock at the door interrupted her.
"Come in 1" and a needlewoman entered
with a basket of work.
"Good morning," sgiid Eva, pleasantly,
"how is Terrence this morning?"
"Ob, miss, it's beautilul he is today—
sure. marm. I'm sorry ye've had to wait
so long for the needlework."
"Clever mind that. How could you
work with the poor fellow so ill ?"
"Sure, miss, it's many one expects their
w rk, sick or well; and isn't Jerry sitting
up the day playing with the toys ye sint
him, and Pat, that 1 kept home from school,
a minding him."
"How much, Mary ?" said Eva, taking
out her purse.
"Oh, miss, you don't owe Mary Gennis
a farden. TLere's the dochter ye left the
money to-day—and the word ye sint—and
the money ye .gave me last week, sure,
miss, it's in your debt I am for the rest of
your life." -
"What I gave Terrence has nothing to
do with my bill," said Eva, rapidly count
ing out the money.
"Miss Eva," said the poor Irish needle
woman—and then stopped.
"Well, Mary?"
••Sure, miss, you do so much good with
your money, I'm ashamed to tell you—"
"Tell me what ?"
"Well, nnss, it's about a young gentle
man that rinted my room. Ye mind where
the widder died last autumn. He came a
week back, miss, and he niver came down
stairs for three days; so this morning I
went up, and he was sick with a fever, out
of his head entirely, miss. If )ou would
come now."
"Wait, Mary; I'll go with you."
"He's dreadfully poor, I think, miss ;
for it's precious little furniture —nothing
but a bed, and a table, and a chair, and no
trunk at all, not a bit of carpet bag."
Throwing off her rich silk wrapper,
Eva put on a dark grey dress and cloak,
and added a close silk bonnet and thick
veil.
••Come, Mary," and the two left the
house together.
In a low, close room, on a pallet bed,
lay Mary Gennis' lodger. The face, against
the coarse ticking piilow was such as one
fancies for that of bis favorite poet. The
hair was dark, waving over a broad, white
MILLIiEIM, PA., THURSDAY, FEBRUARY 17, 1881.
forehead; and the deep set eyes were hazel,
large anil lull; and the features delicate.
Usually the face was pale, but now it was
criinu n witli fever. The eyes too, fierce
and wild. But, eveu with all this, the
face was beautiful with an almost unearthly
beauty, lu that poor, low r win, Eva,
with her sombre dress and radiant beauty,
cauie like a pitying angel. Bhe gave one
glanee at the invalid's face, and then
crossed in the room to his side
44 Ev.a, M said the sick n.nu; "Eva!"
drawing back. But the young man moaned
her mune again, and then broke forth iu
wild delirious ravings.
"Mary,' said Eva, "send Patrick to me.
I will find pencil and pa|>cr. *'
Mary left the room and Eva turned to
the table to find paper aud pencil. She
wrote two hasty notes. One to her house
keeper for pillows and sheets. The other
to lr. Sum ley, who did not conjecture
who was the friend that sent him so much
practice among the poor patients aud saw
the } oung physician was well paid.
Having dispatched Patrick with the
notes, Eva tried to make the desolate room
look more homelike. Lifting from the
table a waistcoat, something dropped from
the pocket to the floor, fehe picked it up.
It was u small miniature case, open; and
painted on the ivory was Eva Marstou's
face.
A smile, geutle and pitying, came on
her Up,
lie did love me, then—really love me—
and would not seek me with the herd of
fortune hunters and that is the reason 1
have missed him so long.
"Arrah, miss, here is the doeliter !"
"Stop him, Mary. 1 will go in here.
Remember, Mary, you don't know my
name !" and Eva went into another room,
vacant, and adjoining that of the invalid's.
The door stood ajar, aud Air. Stanley's
first exclamation reached her ears.
"llarold ! have 1 fouud you at last, and
in such a place as this f '
"Eva's eyes ranged over the capabilities
of the room in which site stood, and she
nodded. "It will do—larger aud better
than the other, hut a poor place at best "
The next day when Dr. Stanley, called
to see his patient. Mary, with a pardonable
pride, ushered him into the room that had
been vacjnt before. A soft carpet was on
the fie or, and a fire in the grate. Soft
muslin curtains, snowy white, drajnnl the
window. The bed eould scarcely be recog
nized, with its pure white pillows, count
erpane aud shee.s. A little table stood be
side the bed, with the medicines the doctor
had ordered, aud a decanter of cooiiug
drink.
"Thu lady, ye mind 1 told you of, that
sint ye to Terry," said Mary. "We ar
ranged the room yesterday, aud my good
man and I moved him iu today, so she'll
find him here when she comes. It's
asleep he's been for better than four hours,
sir."
Two hours later Harold was asleep, but
then he opened his eyes. The cold, cheer
less room was changed, as if by enchant
ment ; and (Harold thought he was dream
ing) an angel face beut over bim, with
pitying eyes, and a tender smile, tender as
a mother's over her child.
"Eva!" he whispered, "oh, that I
could die iu such a dream, and never wake
to the bitter, hopeless love! Let me die
now*!"
Was it a driain, that sweet, low* voice
answering him f
"Harold, you will not die!—you will
live for me! Your genius shall be recog
nised, your pictures sought. No m- re
struggling for life, but ouly for fame!"
Ami the tears feil as she spoke.
Dr. Stanley stood in the doorway, re
cognized the ball room belle, and the ob
ject of his friend's long, silent hopeless,
love.
Boftly he glided down the stairs, for he
knew that a better medicine than he could
prescribe was within the patient's grap.
And the world said, "Just think ol Eva
Marston, rich, and such a belle, mariying
Harold Graham, the artist, who was as
poor as a church mouse!"
An El< ctrio Cat.
Prof. May card of Cincinnati, it is al
eged, owns the most powerful electric bal
ery in the world. He is also the fortunate
proprietor of a black torn cat, unrivaled
throughout the United States for beauty,
size and intelligence. A few days since,
so the story goes, these two belongings of
the learned professor, eac'i unique of its
kind, came by chance into contact, in such
sort that the cat became the recipient of a
stream of electric fluid, estimated at one
thousand horse-power. Forthwith his hair
stood erect, emitting a brilliant coruscation
of sparks. A series of heartrenderiug
squalls, however, calling the profeesor's
attention to Lis favorite's perplexing situa
tion, he promptly disconnected the cat
from the battery; but to his surprise, found
that it remained luminous, having taken
into the system such a tremendous does of
electricity fluid that it had became a per
manent generator or electricity, giving out
a light equal to that of eight hundred wax
candles This it has continued to do, and
it is now the terror of its feline colleagues
as it perambulates the tiles by night blazing
line a comet, but with insufferable radi
ance. It appears that Prof. Maynard,
dteply impressed by lhe importance of his
accidental discovery, has taken out a pa
tent for lighting streets and public build
ings' by means of luminous cats, and that
a company is being formed, with a capital
of $10,000,000, for the purpose of intro
ducing the "Feling Electric Illuminator' 1
to all the countries of the universe. A
single radiant cat, suspended chandelier
wise from the ceiling of a theatre, would
emit more light than a hundred gas jets,
or, enclosed within an ordinary street lamp
would turn night into day for some five
b indred yards from its crystal place of
confinement. . It would be a proud day for
cieuce when electric cats shall revolution
ze all the lightning systems of creation.
A Scarlet UnfftvEiii..' /
* *" , . I * *
' It has been found while firing at a run
ning man target, scarlet on one side and
grey on the other, that the scarlet dazzles
the eye, and is hence the most difficult to
hit, from leaving a red streak behind it, in
its advance, which unsettles the aim. The
grey side was struck seventy-four times,
and the red only forty-two times. It is a
curious fact, too, it seems, that those with
grey eyes hit fairer than those with eyes
of any other color.
Ir we could see others ag we see our
selves, there would be more goed-look
' ing people in the world.
Mr. Hello.
A few evenings since an Euglish gentle
man, with all the beauties of his native
"h" and "o" on the end of his tongue, and
the writer stopped in at Mr. Ello's store,
aud called for a cigar each. Now, Mr.
Ello is a Siciliau, and almost everybody
knowing him here believes his uamc to be
"Hello," as did we before theu. So says
we. Jokingly, as we eutcred :
"Hello, Mr. Hello; they say you're a
telephone, llowr is thatf"
"N-n-n-no siree; my name is not Telly
phone nor Hello, either, my friend;" he
replied. "Mostee every body they call me
'Hello' when my name is 'Ello.' "
"Oh, yes; 1 see 'ow it i," Joined in our
English friend ; thu haitch is left hoff and
the name is spelled simply lie-l-l-o,
lltllo."
"No, no, no: no—'Hello;' it is allee
time 'Hello.' Don't 1 say it is Ello ?"
"That's what 1 say; the haitch is left
hoff, which makes it 'Hello' lustead of
Ello.' "
"No: no, no, no! You gitee de wrong
cart before de horse every time. My name
is 'Ello,' not 'Hello.' " And the old man
got wrathy aud said curse words.
"Pardon me, my friend; I don't wish to
aggravate you ; but you don't seem to un
derstand me. I say that people pronouuee
your name as it it had a 'haitch' at the
frout hend instead of a 'he,' thus making
your name sound 'Ello' instead of 'Hello."
"Tha-aat's right; you got him right
now. You the first man that got him right.
1 treat you to a cigar. Take another," of
fering the man the box.
"Y'es," said the latter, us he cooiy picked
out a cigar, "I caught the correct pronun
ciation of your uame as soon as you ex
plained the fact that it was spelled without
a haitch. It must be very i>erplexiiig to
be called 'Ello' when yur name is
'Hello.'"
Here the old man spun out a string of
prayer words about a foot in length, walked
hastily to ihe tear room and told bis wife
to go out and 'tend the store, while our
kind English friend withdrew, wondering
out loud "What the matter with the hold
fellow, hany'ow t"
Ills %¥lf MM Ahead.
Some tew years since, in the country of
Penobscot, there lived a man by the name
ot II , whose greatest pleasure was in
tormenting others. His own family were
gcnerully the butt of his sport. One cold
and blustering night he retiied to bed at an
early hour, his wife being absent at a
neighbor's. Some time alter, shs, on re
turning, tinding the door ciosed, demanded
admittance.
"Who are you?" oried Mr. II .
'•You know who lam; let me in, it's
very gold."
"Begone, you strolliug vagal* aid. 1
want nothing of you here."
"Bui 1 must come in.*
"What is your name?"
"You kuow my uame; it is Mrs.
H."
"Begone! Mrs. 11 Is a very likely
woman ; she never keeps such late hours as
this."
Mrs. 11 replied:
"1? you dou't let me in 1 will drown my
self in the well."
"Do, if you please." he replied.
She then took a log and plunged it into
the well and returned to the side of the
dx>r. Mr. 11 , hearing the noise,
rushed from the house to save, as he sup
posed, his drowning wife. She at the same
lime slipped in and closed the door after
aer. Mr. II , almost naked, in turn
demanded admittance.
"Who aie you?" she demanded.
"You kuow who 1 am. Let me in, or
I shall freeze."
"Begone, you thievish rogue! I waut
nothing of you here."
"wut 1 must come in."
"Y\ hat is your uainef"
"You kuow my name; it is Mr.
If .
"Mr. II is a very likely man; he
dou't keep such late hours.''
Suffice it to say sle, alter keeping him
n the cold until she was satisfied, opened
he dmr and let him in.
? onk. the Mia Nt. lleriiHj d
Monk, said to be the largest and most
valuable St. Bernard dog in the country,
died in Hew York recently cf hemmor
rhage of the lungs. He was owned by D.
P. Foster 29 South Fifth avenue. "1
brouuht Monk," said Mr. Foster,, "from
the monastry of St. Gotbard, in Switzer
land, last August. He cost uie SSOO, but
1 have refused SBOO for him and 1 valued
him at SI,OOO. He was with me uight and
day while I owned him. He weighed
about 170 pounds, stood thirty-six inches
from the shoulder to the ground,and meas
ured six feet nine inches from his nose to
the tip of his tail. He was two years old,
of a tawny lion color, with large, lustrous
kindly hazel eyes, a heavy drooping jaw,
and huge overlapping upper lips. His
fraiSie was massive, aud his face beamed
with iutelligence. When reared up on his
hind feet he looked enormous and fierce,
yet he hail such a gentle and kindly nature
that children delighted to play with him,
and he with them. Every day I took him
out into Washington Square for his airing,
and he was a great favorite with the
nurses aud children, and would poke his
nose into every baby carriage that came
near. He was a pure, rough- coated St. Ber
nard. His father and mother are yet em
ployed by the Monks of St. Got hard in
hunting the mouDt&in passes in search of
unfortunate travelers. They are named
Jungfrau and Monk,and they distinguished
themselves in 1871 by saving the lives of
several of a large party of monks, guides
and travelers who were buried in an
avalanche. The breed has been kept dis
tinct by distribution among the gentry in
the surrounding valleys, so that whenever
tue avalanche has buried an unusual num
ber, the stock lias been replenished. There
kre both tough and smooth-coated Bt. Ber
nards, similar in all characteristics except
the hair. The prevailing colors are tawny
and brindle. The dogs that are marked
with a white line about the neck and up
the face are prized most, as their marks
resemble the badge of the monks' order.
Although Monk was only a year and a half
old, he had been engaged in the work of
saving travelers, and knew many of the
mountain paths.
"He was a dog of exemplary behavior,"
Mr. Foster continued. "Ho man could
enter the house at night without his per
mission, and none could go out unless 1
was there to give my consent. He was
obedient, would fetch and carry, shake
hands, lie down for the children to play
witli him, aud give his old mountain howl
of distress if he wauled help. He would
not go o it in the street unaccompanied, and
then only after his loilel had been properly
made—his face washed and his hair
combed. He understood simple com
mands in three languages—Latin, French
and English. It there was a noise at the
front doi <r he would be the first there. If
the bell rang in the night he would coinc
and wake me up by scratching at the door.
His first mate was Minka, formerly the
properly of the Duchess of Oldenburg.
Monk had oue peculiarity; lie did not like
soldiers, aud when he met oue he would
step ba k aud crouch as if ready for a
spring. The reason of it was that he hail
been struck when young by a soldier. He
always seemed to remember that blow, the
monk said, and 1 found it true.
"1 have owned other famous dogs," said
Mr. Foster, "but uoue like him. One was
Lion, which took the first prize among
twenty-three St. Bernard dogs at the Gil
uiore's Garden International Show in 1877.
Another was Turk, which took the first
prize in Philadelphia in 1879. Turk is
still living and in good health, and is the
only dog in this country, 1 believe, with
the famous white riug or collar about his
ucck. Monk was fond of swimming, ami
would fetch and carry from the water. He
would pick up a child by the clothing and
be careful not to inflict the slightest injury.
The climate did not agree with him. A
short lime ago he seemed to be better but
he had taken a bad cold, which he could
not get rid of. We had three doctors to
attend him, and nursed him and dosed
him as we would a sick child. Mrs. Fos
ter was his special friend and nurse. On
Sunday about 2 A. M., when we retired, he
seemed to be unusually demonstrative aud
allecliouaie. At about SA. U. Mrs. Fos
ter was awakened by Monk's restlessness.
1 am satisfied that he knew he was about
to die aud wanted us to be with him. We
buried his body at my father's old home
stead iu New Jersey, but we have saved
his skiu and head, and will have it mount
ed. llis picture has been painted life size,
tor he was a dog whose equal will not soon
be seen again in this country."
AD UCIUUK Adventure.
We were sailing down the Neckar on a
raft. The sky became overcast, and the
Captain came alt looking uneasy. He cast
his eye aloft, then shook his head, and
said it was con ing on to blow. My party
w anted to land. 1 wanted to go on. The
Captain said we ought to shorten sail, any
way, out of common prudence. Conse
quently, the larboard watch was ordered
to lay iu his pole. It grew quite dark,
now, and the wind began to rise. It
wailed through the swaying branches of
the trees, and swept our decks in fitful
gusts. Things were taking on an ugly look.
The Captain shouted to the steersman on
the forward log, "How's she heading?"
The answer came faint and hoarse from
far forward. "Hor'-east and-by-nor'-cast
by east, half east sir."
"Lether go off a point!"
' Aye, aye, sir!"
"What water hare you got ?"
"Shoal, sir. Two foot large on the
starboard, two and a half scant on the lar
board 1"
"Let her go off another point!"
"Aye. aye, sir!"
"Forward, men, all of you! Lively,
now! Stand by to crowd her round the
weather corner!"
"Aye, aye, sir!"
Then followed a wild running, tramp
ling and hoarse shouting; but the forms of
the men were soon lost in the darkness,
and the sounds were distorted, and con
fused by the roaring of the wiud through
the shingle bundles. By this time the sea
was running inches high, and threatened
every moment to engulf the frail bark.
Now came the mate Hurrying aft, and said,
close to the captain's ear, in a low agitated
voice:
"Prepare for the worst, sir; we have
sprung a leak !*
"Heavens! where?"
"Right aft the second row of logs."
"Nothing but a miracle can save us !
Don't let the men know, or there will be
a panic and mutiny ! Lay her inshore and
stand by to jump with the stern line the
moment she touches. Gentlemen, I must
look to you to seeoud my endeavors in this
hour of peril. You have hats —go forward
and bail lor your lives!"
Down swept another mighty blast of
wind, clothed in spray aud thick darkness.
At such a moment us this, came from away
forward that most appaiing of all cries
mat are ever heard at sea, "Man over
board ?"'
The captain shouted, "Hard a port.
Never mind the man! Let him enmb
aboard or wade ashore !"
"Another cry came down the wiud,
"Breakers aheau!"
"Where awav 1"
"Not a log's length off her port fore
foot."
We had groped our slippery way for
ward, aud were now bailing with the en
ergy of despair, when we heard the mate's
terrified cry from far afi:
"Stop that dashed bailing, or we shall
be aground."
But this was immediately followed by
the glad shout:
4 'Laud aboard the starboard transom!"
"Saved!" cried the captain. "Jump
ashore and take a turn around a tree aud
pass the Uight aboard!"
The next moment we were all on shore,
weeping and embiaciug tor joy, while the
rain poured down in torrents. The cap
tain taid he had been a mariner for forty
years on the Neckar, and in that time had
seen storms to make a man's cheek blanch
and his pulse stop, but he had never, never
teen a storm that even approached this
one.
Into the t upcrs.
A well-known military gentleman living
on Washington street, Hartford, Conn.,
was considerably frightened one night last
week by the appearance of a man carrying
a lantern, who walked into his bedroom.
The gentleman sprang from his bed, and
demanded of the intruder what he wanted.
"1 want you," was the reply, 44 t0 be more
careful in closing your windows. I walked
in through a bay window down stairs, and
have been in nearly every room in the house
in search of somebody to lock the window
properly after me when 1 go out." The
intruder was a policeman who had found
the window open. The military man
promised to be more careful in the future,
and begged of the officer not to speak of
the affair, as it would certainly get iuto the
papers, aud that he wouldn't have it pub
' lis he d for anything.
A Base Impostor-
A farmer from the vicinity of Hemp
stead pppeared in front of the Stock Ex
change, New York, and entered into con
versation with a citizen wh© was waiting
in the door by asking:
"The conyeutiou iu there breaks up at
three o'clock, don't it f"
"Yes, that's the hour," was the reply.
"Do you know Jay Gould when you
see him ?"
"Oh, yes."
"Is lie iu there ?"
"I presume so."
"Well, 1 wish you'd point him out to
mc when he comes out.
The citizen promised to do this, and
within a few minutes he kept his word.
The farmer took a square look at the rail
road and telegraph prince, aud then turned
and asked:
"Are you dead sure f"
"Oh, yes."
"Cau'l be no mistake?"
"No."
"Well, it's about as I suspected. A few
days ago a great big slouch of a fellow
hailed at my gate aud la-gan measuring
uiy ground with a tape-line, and squinting
around in the most mysterious manner. 1
went out to see what was up. and, after
Itealing around for awhile, he said he was
Jay Gould, but I didn't know what he
looked like."
"It must have been a fraud ?"
"1 am sure of that now. I pumped
around to fiud what he was up to, and he
finally said he wanted my place for au
orphan asylum. He was going to build
one as big as a palace and take care of all
the orphaus in the country."
"Aud of course you treated him well t"
"Didn't 11 Why, for three days he lived
on the fat of the land and slept in the par
lor bedroonu lift was gcing to give me
♦'25,000 for my land, aud tue way we kill
ed cl ickens and turned out sweet cake for
him made the old w oman sick. He finally
jumped the house and took my Sunday
suit and fiddle worth SB."
"I dou't believe Gould would steal a
fiddle."
"That's what I thought, and so I came
over to have a look al him. It wasn't
Gould at all, but some base impostor."
"And you are so much out."
"Well, it looks that way; but the exper
ience is worth something. It may not be
a week before some one else will come
along with a ten-foot pole in lifs band and
theological seminary iu his eye, and claim
to be a Russell Sage, and the way i will
knock him down, and step on him, and
walk over him, and drive him into the sile
will pay me a profit of fifty per cent, on
the investment-
Hunted a ObHn;e,
A New York firm dealing in pictures,
mottoes, etc., was visited last fail by a
small dealer from a village over in Jersey,
and the man was greatly struck with the
motto: "God Bless Our liome."
"Now. that's something original and
unique," he said, as he held one at arm's
length. "Down in our town we just hanker
after original designs, and unique litera
ture. and I believe 1 can sell a hundred
of these. You may make my order au
even hundred."
He went away well pleased, and his
goods were duly shipped, and nothing
fur.lKr was heard from him until the other
day. Then he entered the store to make
some new purchases, and he was asked to
look at a new style of mottoes just out.
"1 hain't no more in'erest in mottoes,"
he sighed, as he glai ot 1 at "What is home
without a mother?"
"You remember I bought a hundred of
you last fall If"
"Yes; and how did they sell?"
"W r ell, everybody seemed to banker af
ter 'em, and tbey weut olf like hot-cakes. 1
sold tbc whole lot out in two weeks, and
iu less than a month there were three
slander suits, two applications for divorce,
and a dozen assault and battery cases in the
courts."
"But you don't lay it to the mottoes, do
you ?"
" Well, I duuuo. I've lived in Jersey
tweuty seven years, and been in this busi
ness over twenty years, and I think a dol
lar cbromo, showing a pretty fair hill, a
a glorious sunset, and a decent sort of pond
with a duck in it, hits our case a little
better than anything else. I've got to get
something for a change, and if you haven't
anything good in retined scenery I guess I'll
try 'em on Washington crossing the Del
aware and a few Daniels in the Lion's
Den."
Pope Leo.
A receDt visitor to Rome writes, "at
last all the o.'hers were gone, and we knelt
at t lie feet of the Pope while a inonsignore
in violet silk leaned over and read hiui our
uames. 1 was surprised at the genial ex
pression of bis face, the kindliness of his
keen black eyes, so poorly portrayed in his
photograplis. His robe was of white cash
mere, a gold chain hung around his neck,
and on his head was a while skull cap,
fringed with bis silvery hair.
His feet in their crimson slippers rested
upon a cushion, and people kissed the gold
cross that was embroidered upon them, lie
sat in an arm chair, upon which was
thrown a scarlet cloth, and an attendant in
the back ground waited with his white
mantle and crimson velvet hat corded with
gold. The marchesa held his hand and
spoke with him for several minutes, and
then he turned and extended it to me, and
1 kissed the large amethyst of his ring, and
looked up into his kindly eyes.
The marchesa having repeated that I
was an American, and that J. desired His
blessing for myself and all the family, he
laid his hand upon my head, and, turning
to her, said: "An American, and how
then did you come to know her ?" "Holy
Father, she lives in my house," was the
reply. "She is good," added his Holiness,
with a merry smile in his eyes, and I, not
wishing to rest under false pretenses, said:
"Beatissimo Padre sono Protestana,"
whereupon he made a little wry face,
laughed, shook his head at me, and laid
his hand in blessing upon my head a second
time.
I took courage, raised the rosaries, and
he covered them with his hand. Then he
went away, and 1 saw him heave a sigh of
weariness. It must indeed be very fatigu
ing to see so many people. I have been in
formed since that 200 persons were pre
sented that day, and Pope Leo is far from
strong. He has recently been ill and his
voice trembles from weakness, his hands
are unsteady, and altogether his extreme
feebleness is apparent to every one. n
Brawls la voDgim
On the 29tli of January, -1885, an at
tempt was made to assassinate General
Jackson on the portico of the Capitol, at
a funeral ceremony, by Richard Lawrence,
a painter by trade, and resident ot Wash
ington. He exploded two caps on the
pistols in the attempt. The pistols were
afterwards found to be well loaded, and
Jackson's escape was considered miracu
lous. The would-be assassin was knocked
down and taken into custody. Geo. Jack
son always believed that this act was per
petrated at the instigation of some of the
friends of the Bank.
Prior to this, in 1833, Gen. Jackson was
assaulted while sitting down reading a
newspaper on the boat at Alexandria, but
the friends of the assailant succeeded
in getting him out of the way in good
time.
It was i n these days that Henry A. Wise
uiade an ugly face at speaker Polk on the
street and spat at him.
In February, 1838, Mr. Cilley of Maine
cliarged in his speech in the House that
James Watson Webb, editor of the New
York Courier and Enquirer , had receiv
ed a bribe of $52,000 from the Bank of the
United States. Graves of Kentucky took
up Webb's quarrel, and Henry A. Wise
bore his challenge to Cilley. Genet al
George W. Jones was Cilley's second
Bladensburg was the place and the weap
ons were rifles. The rifles rang out and
both missed The challenge was with
drawn to give opportunity for reconcilia
tion. The attempt failed and the princi
pals again took position, Wise remarking
that if the matter was not terminated by
this shot he would propose to shorten the
distance. The rifles rang again and Cilley
fell dead
Henry A Wise, the Ajax in these scenes,
struck Stanley, from North Carolina, a
blow at the race course. Stanley demand
ed the usual satisfaction. Ttie demand
was withdrawn for explanation. Wise
explained that " understanding Stanley
came in collision with him anintentionally
near the race course, he deemed it to be
his duty, as a gentlemen, to say that the
blow, indicted by him on Stanley through
a sudden impulse produced by erroneous
impressions, demanded his profound re
gret. " Stanle) 'a friends told him he was
bound to accept the explanation, which he
did.
In 1842, Joshua R. Giddings of Ohio,
after having been expelled 'from the House
for an i xpression of his views on the sub
/ect of slavery, was promptly returned to
bis seat by his constituents. In a subse
quent speech he said: "I will not speak
of the time when Dawson of Louisiana,
drew a bowie-knife for my assassination.
I was afterward speaking with regard to a
certain transaction m which negroes were
concerned in Georgia, wb en Mr. Black of
Georgia, raising his bludgeon, and stand
ing in front of my seat, said to me, 'lf you
repeat that language again, I will knock
you down.' It was a solemn moment for
me. I had never been knocked down,
and having some curiosity on the subject,
I repeated the language. Then Mr. Daw
son of Louisiana, the same one who bad
drawn the bowie-knife, put his hand on his
pocket, and said, with an oath which I
will not repeat, that he would shoot me,
at the same time cocking the pistol, so
that all around me could hear the click."
It was in Apnl, 1850, when the com
promise measures were under discussion,
that the scene between Foote and Benton
took place in the Senate. Foote was mak
ing a speech and making allusion to Ben
ton. Benton rose hastily from his seat,
pushing his chair violently from him, and
without remark or gesture moved up the
aisle toward Foote, who was about twenty
feet distant. Benton had no weapon in,
his hand or upon his person. Foote, per-'
ceiving Benton's movement, advanced to
meet him drawing and cocking a flve
ch&inbered revolver. Members intervened,
and order was restored. Benton said a
pistol had been brought to assassinate him.
Foote replied he had only brought it for
self-defense. Benton replied that was al
ways the pretext of an assassin.
in 1854, Church well and Cullum had
their "set-to" in the House. Church well
pronounced language used by Cullum in
famously false. Cullum, who sat about
fifteen feet from Churchweil, sprang from
his seat with both fists upraised, and ex
claiming, "G—-d d n you, you d- n
rascal," tried to "get at" him. Cullum
said Churchweil drew a pistol on him. The
Speaker pounded; the Sergeant-at-Arms
fumed and—held up his mace! But
calm succeeded as it always does—after a
time.
It was the 22d of May, 1856, that Pres
ton S. Brooks, a member of the House
from South Carolina, came into the Senate
Chamber and knocked down and beat Sen
ator Sumner, from Massachusetts. Brooks
afterwards challenged Senator Henry Wil
son, who was opposed to the code. He
also challenged Burlingame, who accepted,
and named the Canada ride at Niagara
Falls, and proceeded there. Brooks de
clined to meet Burlingame at that point,
alleging that the place of meeting had
been expressly named because it would be
impossible for him to be present.
In the same year a scene occur ed in the
House between Mr. -Sherman of Ohio
(now Secretrary Sherman), and Mr.
Wright of Tennessee. Sherman tried to
throw a handful of wafers in Wright's face,
when Wright made an attempt to strike
him. Confusion and excitement prevail d
for a moment, but was soon allayed.
A Sharp Race.
All Armenians have the same strong,
heavy build, the same thick, beetle eye
brows, the same full, aquiline nose, spring
ing directly, and without the intervention
or any appreciable depression from under
the forehead; the same dark,lusterless eye,
the same mass of clothes on clothes, all
dingy and baggy, the same large brown
hand, and written in each curved finger
tip, in every line of the capacious palm,
the same: "It is more blessed to receivy
than to give." A race more retentive than
the Jews themselves of their nationality;
more retentive of their money, too, and
more acquisitive. "Shut up all the Jews
and all the Armenians of the world to
gether in one exchange,'' old Rothschild Is
reported to have said, "and within half an
hour the total wealth of the former will
have passsed into the hands of the latter. '
We believe it.
—Murphy induuea ou people to
sign the temperance pledge n Indiana.
—Dubuque's school census shons
9,470 ehi dren between the ages 5 and
21,
NO. 7.