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PROFESSIONAL CARDS OF
C. T. Alex ancle t-. c. M.imjwoi.
ATTORNEYS AT LAW.
Omce In Garm&n's new building.
JOHN B. LINN,
ATTORNEY AT LAW,
Office on Allegheny Street.
ATTORNEY AT LAW,
Northwest corner of Diamond.
YOCUM & HASTINGS,
ATTORNEYS AT LAW.
High street, opposite First National Bank,
"yyr M. C. HEINLE,
ATTORNEY AT LA W,
Practices In all the courts of Centre County.
Spec al attention to Collections. Consultations
in German or English.
ILBUR F * REEFER.
ATTORNEY AT LAW. ,
All bus ness promptly attended to. Collection
of claims a speciality.
J. A. Beaver. J W. Gephart.
jgEAVEK A GEPHART,
ATTORNEYS AT LAW.
Office on Alleghany Street, North of High.
ATTORNEY AT LAW.
Office on Woodrlng*s Block, Opposite Court
ATTORNEY AT LAW.
Consultations In English or German. Office
In Lyon'j Building, Allegheny Street.
ATTORNEY AT LAW,
Office in the rooms formerly occupied by the
late W. P. Wilson.
Sources of Qulnioe.
The importance of an adequate supply
of this val jable medicine—quinine—always
on hand, independent of interruption from
wars, revolution, and short siguted leg'sla-
Uon in South America, cannot be over
estimated. Many an English magistrate and
English soldier has owej his life to quinine.
In Bengal it is familiar to the natives as
"quintan," and we have rarely found the
smallest objection made to it on the score
of caste when dispensed by English bands.
A plentiful supply of the unadulterated
article, might be the means of checking, in
some measure, the ravages of the epidemic
now known as the Burdwin fever. To
Englishmen sent to punish Looshafs or
Nagas oil the Eastern frontier, and to
sportsmen and explorers as a prophylactic,
quinine is as essential a part of their equip
ment as a water-proof coverlst or a single
Whether quinine will ever be manufac
tured on such an extensive and profitable
scale as to take the place of opium iu China
may fairly be doubt d. But the very last
report from India shows that the planta
tions of the Government are thriving; that
a large distribution of p.ants to the public
is still going on ; that the crop raised in
the Neilgherries alone was 114,000 pounds,
some of which was exported to England,
and that, after due provision for establish
ments, collection, buildings, roads and re
pair, there was a clear net profit ou .he
transaction of some £35,0C0.
A BLACKSMITH of a village in Spain
murdered a man, and was condemned
to be hanged. 'JTbe chief peasants of
the place joined together, and begged
the alcalde that the blacksini'b might
not suffer, because he was necessary
tothe place,which could not do without
a blacksmith to shoe horses, mend
wheels, etc. But the acalde said,
"How, ihen, can I fulfill justice?''
A laborer answered, "Sir, there are
two weavers in the village, anil tor so
small a place one Is enough ; hang one
A SMALL quantity of diluted vitriol
will take status out of marble. Wet
the spot* with the acid, and in & lew
minutes rub briskly with a suit liner,
cloth till they dhap >ear.
ONE-EGG CAKE.— One egg, one cup
of sugar, one half cup of butter, one
half cup of milk, two teaspoonluis of
baking powder, and flour enough to
make a batter.
TCBN up the big toe as bard as you
can lor a cramp in the leg,and rub the
fckln where the cramp is briskly. This
toe remedy is tie best possible for a
SOME one in Connecticut hasdisccv
ered a true and only remedy for chills
and fever. Scatter cayenne pepper in
FIDGETTY LADY : "But what am I
to do? I can't ride with my back to
the engine." Insolent Youth: "Bel
ter speak to the driver. He'll turn
the engine round to oblige you."
ilie pilllriii • giiwul
A mode rate share of w altb is good,
To cheer us on our way,
For it baa frequency the power
To make December Mav ;
Aud so is beauty, ao is health,
Or geurns at our call,
But a happy, cheertul loviug heart
Js better still thau all.
A heart that gathers hope aud faith
From every springiug flower,
That smiles alike at wiuiry stirui
And geutlo summer shower .
Tl at blesses Hod for every good,
Or tunslimc great or small.
Oh! a happy, loviug. hopeful heart
is better stiil thau all,
A heart that gat' eta hope and faith
From every spnugiug flower,
That smiles alike at wintry storm
And gentle summer shower ;
That blesses God for every good,
Or sunshine great or small,
Oh ! a I appy, loving, hopeful heart
Is belter tih thau all.
A heart that by the ma o ic notes
Of music is beguiled ;
A heart that loves the pleasant face
Of every hi tie cbi d ;
Tbat aidetl) weakness u distress
And heareth duty's call;
Ch ! such a loviug human heart
is better still thau all,
Marion Hastings was the only daughter
of a wealthy countryman, aud at the age
of eighteen she married agreeably to the
wishes of her father, Captain Gabiiel
It was not a love u.atcli, ou Murian's
part, at least, for all her heart belonged to
Lieutenant George St. John.
St. John was poor, but his family was
one of the best iu the county.
His duties called him, with his regiment,
But before he weut he met Marion in
the gardens of her father's estate, aud by
the light of a wauiug June moru their part
ing took place.
And it was such a parting as omy lovers
mad with agony and despair can know.
Marian was an obedient daughter —she
had been brought up in that stem old way
which teaches that to the will of a parent
a child must sacrifice everything, and
though young St. John would fain have
taught her rebellion, and made her his
bride before he left her, she revolted in
horror from the idea of disobeying her
So they parted.
A little afterward she read his uaine
among the killed in one of the skirmishes
with the rebel Sepoys and, never doubting
that the bulletin was correct, she lost, as
it were, her hold in life, and became inert
and sad and hopeless.
At this time it was that Gabriel Mercer
urged his suit.
Her father commanded her to marry
After bis own dark and terrible fashion
Gabriel loved the young girl, but if she
felt for him aoy seutimeut at all it was one
of quiet disgust.
Still she married him, and from that
time forth she was his slave.
He had only to command her and she
But shortly after marriage he sold his
commission, aud his wife learned with
horror that he had lost all his estate by
However he managed to get a Govern
It was not a very important situation,
but it yielded him a decent income, and it
placed in his hands at times large sums o
the public money.
One night late in the winter he brought
home five thousand pounds, and deposited
the packet iu the iron chest.
As he turned the key iu the ponderous
lock, he remarked to bis wile:
" There are five thousand pounds of the
country's money. I have to go away to
morrow, Mid I shall ride as far as G
to-night. I must leave the money here till
I come back. It will be safe for nobody
knows anything about it."
44 Oh I" cried his wife, 44 do not go until
you have disposed of it where it belongs."
" Nonsense 1" txclainied her husband
impatiently. 44 It'll be all right, and I
shall be"back in three days."
His patient, faded wife said no more,
and at about 9 o'clock in the evening he
rode off in the direction of G .
Marion was too nervous to go to bed.
And she and her one servant sat up in
Nettie was soon fast asleep in her chair
but Marian's eyes were bright and feverbh,
and her cheekt burned with a vivid
crimson, which brought back some of the
old beauty to her face.
Her eyes seem fascinated to rest on the
brass key which hung over the fire place
—the key which fitted the iron chest.
She was a strictly conscientious woman,
and she felt it her duty to guard this
money entrusted to her keeping as she
would have guarded her life.
It was past one o'clock, the list
ening woman heard the tramp of horses
on the gravel road before the door, and
peeping through the curtains she saw three
They rapped loudly at the door, asking
for admittance, but Marian denied their
They beat the door from its hinges.
They were three stalwart fellows with
masks over their faces.
Marian was brave, but she had nothing
with which to defend herself.
The leader of the band demanded the
MILLIIEIM, PA., THURSDAY, JUNE 9, 1881.
money which ker husband hud left in the
She kept an indignant silence.
They told her they would shoot both
herself and servant and burn the house
over their dead bodies if she persisted iu
The cold muzzle of a pistol pressed
against her temple did not daunt her, for
she indignantly refused to show them
where the money they sought was hidden.
it was ouly a moment before they
pounced upon the key above tl e fire pluce,
and directly the irou chest was unlocked
aud the money stowed about the persons
of the robbers.
Then they ordered her to prepare them
She went about it with a desperate
scheme rushing in her braiu.
A day or two before her husband had
brought home * lurge quautity of strych
nine for poisouiug the rats, nud this deadly
drug she put into the cofiee she presented
to her guests.
They sat down to the table iu high glee,
cracking their coarse jokes, and having
their loaded pistols beside their plates.
Their masks they did not remove.
Fortunately tor tne success 01 Marian's
plan, the men were thirsty, and drapk
"MayGtnl forgive me!" she cried to
herself. 44 He knows lam acting wholly
from a sense of duty."
The meal was not half over before one
of the men was seized with violent con
vulsions, aud rolled on the floor in agony ;
and iu a few moments the three lay to
gether in the agonies of death.
At last the fearful stillness and rigidity
of death crept over them, and Marian
rushed out of the house to call assistance.
Not far from her door she met a mount
She told her story in a few disjointed
words, aud the officer leaped from his
horse at the sound of her voice, and
hastened to give her a supporting arm.
<4 Mariau." said he, 44 do you not know
She uttered a piercing cry, and sauk
senseless at his feet-
Lieutenant St. John, for it was uone
other than her old lover, lifted her up.
tie carried her in his arms to her house,
and laid her on a lounge, while the servants
busied themselves in restoring her to
She sat up at last, and saw that it was
indeed St. John, alive aud well, who stood
Assistance having been called, the
officers of justice took the stolen money
from the bodies of the robbers, and then
stripped the masks from their faces.
The last mask they removed, exposed to
view the distorted, blackened countenance
of Gabriel Mercer.
Marian saw through the whole thing at
Her husband's covetousuess had l>ecoine
aroused by the possession of money, and
he had taken this method of stealing it,
doubtless flattering himself that the cunning
fraud would never be discovered..
Of course Marian Mercer was horrified
when she knew that she had brought her
miserable husband to his death.
St. John took upon himself the business
of caring for Marian.
He g>ve her into the hands of his
mother, who nursed her through her long
and dangerous illness, aud won her love
and gratitude. ' •
Aud when again she rose to hea tli and
strenght, St. John led her to the altar, and
Ly loving kindness reudered her the
happiest of her sex.
Booth anl the Lord's t'rayer.
When the elder Booth was residing in
Baltimore, a pious, urbane old gentleman
of that city, hearing of ins wonderful
power of elocution, one day invited hitn to
dinner, although always deprecating the
stage and theatrical performances. A large
company sat down to the table, and on re
turning to the drawing loom, one of them
asked Booth, as a special favor to tliem all,
to repeat the Lord's Prayer. He signified
his willingness to gratify them, and all eyes
were fixed upon hiin. He slowlv and
reverentially rose from his chair, trembling
with the burden of two great conceptions.
He had to realize the character, attributes
and presence of the Almighty Being he
was about to address, lie was to trans
form himself into a poor, sinning, stum
bling, benighted, needy supplicant, offering
homage, asking bread, paidon, light and
guidance. Says one of the company who
was present: "It was wonderful to watch
the play of emotions that convulsed his
countenance. He became deadly pale, and
his eyes turned tremblingly upward, were
wet with tears. As yet he had not spoken
a word. The silence could be felt; it had
become absolutely painful, until at last t h e
s| e 1 was broken, as if by an electric shock,
his rich toned voice syllabled forth : "Our
Father Which art in Heaven," etc., with a
pithos and fervid solemnity which thrilled
all hearts. He finished ; the silence con
tinued ; not a voice was heard or a muscle
moved, until, from a r. mote corner of the
room, a subdued sob was beard, and the
old geni lernan (the host) stepped forward
with streaming eyes and tottering fra me,
seized Booth by the hand. "Bir," says he,
in broken accents, "you have afforded me
a pleasure for which my whole future life
will feel grateful. lam an old man, and
eveiy day, from boyhood to the present
time, I have repeated the Lord's Prayer;
but I never heard it before, never 1" 44 You
are right," replied Booth ; "to read that
prayer as it should be read, caused me the
severest study aud labor for thirty years,
and I am far from being satisfied with my
rendering of that wonderful production.
Nit one person in ten thousand compre
hends how much beauty, tenderness and
grandeur can be condensed in a space so
small or language so simple. That prayer
itself sufficiently illustrates the truth of
the Bible aud stamps upon it the seal of
In the year 1641, the steamer Erie, was
burned in Lake Erie, with a large amount
of mouey on board, la the summer of
1853, twelve years after the burning, W.
B. Bishop built a derrick fifty feet high
and placed it on the hull of the old steamer
Madison and went to the scene of Ihe
wreck, wiiich was sunk between Silver
Creek and Dunkirk, but was gone but 48
hours when a storm arose and drove the
Madinon ashore on the beach above the
breakwater. The following year, 1854,
Wells and Uowau engaged Captain John
Ijedger to build a derrick to raise the hull
of the Erie, and herewith is the captain's
story of her raising:— l4 1 built the derricks
and placed them on the schooner Manolia,
Captain liindinan, and the brig Huston,
Captain McArthur. We got ail fitted out
and went into Lake Erie on the 15th day of
June, the tug Hamilton Morton, Captain
llefford, towing us. We reached the spot
where the wreck was sunk, which was
buoyed, aud let go our anchor over it.
John Tope, our diver, went down aud
made a Hue fast to the wreck ou the even
ing of the 16th. The next morning he
weut down again and was absent about 10
minutes when the man in charge of the
life and signal lines signaled him, but re
ceived no answer. Tlie life line was im
mediately pulled up and when the face
plate of the helmet was taken off blood
gushed out ID a large stream. Poor Tope
was stone dead. 1 had a wooden box
made of rough boards, and the bodv was
placed in it and takeu to Silver Creek and
thence by rail to Boston. The tug came
to Buffalo and got John Green, another
diver, aud he arrived ou the 19lh. When
he was ready he went down in the same
armer and took with him a large chisel,
hammer and an inch apd one-half auger.
With these tools he cut a square hole on
the atari>oard and one on the port side of
the keel and keelson forward, just abaft of
the foremast, and then rove a line and
brought the end to the surf see. By this
line we hitched a three-quarter inch wire
chain and sent down opr main purchase,
which was fivefold of ofe and one-quarter
inch wire chain. The running part was
brought up on deck and through a snatch
block and a luff upon luff to the capstan
and hove taut. Then we commenced aft,
about twenty-two feet from the stern, and
cut the same size holes as forward, and
had commenced to reeve our purchase,
when a storm arc se and we had to leave
the wreck. The tug had us in tow, but
the line parted, and we were left at the
mercy ot the waves. We commenced
rnllmg and tossing in the trough of the sea
and made terrible work. The guys parted
the cross-spans of the after derrick aud it
fell aud smashed in the cabin of the Mag
nolia, setting it on fire and injuring the
44 Just as we extinguished the fire the
forward derrick fell and both vessels came
together with a crash and sea-sawed one
another until they came near sinking. We
got the topsail and standing jib on the
Boston and the lib on the Magnolia and
squared away for Buffalo. When we got
down in the bay we could not make the
harbor, so we run down the river to Tona
wanda, and there made fast to the dock.
After repairing damages we went to sea
again, the same tug towing us. We ar
rived at the wreck the 14th of July and
commenced operations again, and this time
we were successful. Our diver weut down
and made fast all the purchases, and when
everything was ready we began to heave.
In sixteen hours we had the hull afloat and
started for Buffalo, we went under Point
Abino and concluded to take out all the
money and valuables that were in her, as
we were afraid that some of trie express
companies might undertake to seize the
money. We came to anchor under the
point and lay there forty-six days, all this
time searching for the money. We re
covered over 200 gold watches, but the
works were useless; silver goblets aad
bracelets, partly melted; 300 cook stoves,
all broken to pieces ; shot-gun and nfle
barrels, all twisted out of shape, and over
twenty-seven nail kegs ot gold, silver,
brass, iron aud copper all melted together.
The contents of the kegs were sent to the
mint at Philadelphia Ovrt- $30,000 in
gold and silver pieces, not mutilated, but
as good as the day they were coined, were
taken out. Human bones were found in
plenty forward about the heel of the mast,
and also any amount of big nails which
immigrants generally wear in their boots.
After taking out everything that was of
any value, we were towed to Buffalo and
the hull was pulled out on the ways and
sawed lo pieces. Between the outside
plank a"d the ceiling we found several
hundred dollars. The best pari of the keel
and keelson, that which would split
struiglit, was takeu out and made into
canes which sold for twenty-five cents
apiece. In searching the wreck 1 found a
young lady's gold ring with her initials on
it. i held it in my possession aud adver
tised it. An old gentleman came to me
and said his daughter, who was lost on the
steamer, had a ring so marked, and I
handed it tb him. His old gray locks
shook and he was overcome with grief
He turned to me and said: 4 My friend,
here is a package of money which I present
to you for your kiuduess in advertising and
saving for me a relic of my daughter.'
This I declined to take, as I knew I had
done my duty."
I was the acknowledged belle of ClintOD,
a small village bordering ou the Western
wilderness. 1 could outshoot any one,- even
the old woodsmen that thronged our village.
My mother was kept in perpetual alarm by
my daring exploits; in fact, as the old
trappers said, I was cut out for a back
woodsman's wife. I had two lovers then ;
one was Harry Cleverly and the other Mark
Rut ison. Harry was a spleadid specimen
of an American backwoodsman, with a
heart as true as steel, and to my inexperi
enced eye, he was the very personification
of manly excellence.
Mark Ruthson was contrary to him in
every respect. Handsome he was, but on
his face wore such a hypocritical expres
sion, tbat I actually detested him.
He seemed aware of my dislike, and as
suming an air of injured innocence, he
pressed his suit with the utmost zeal.
One evening as I was riding out enjoy
ing the mountain scenery, I approached a
little eminence on which there was a thick
growth of underwood; as I passed it Mark
liuthson rode out end joined me. He
pressed his suit with his usual fervor, his
hypocritical face looking, if possible, more
repulsive than ever. He finally offered me
his hand and heart. Rising in my scat, I
"Mark Ruthson, no words can express
the disgust I feel for you, aud if you insult
me again I will cowhide you, air I"
It would be impossible to depict the
expression ot rage which swept over his
"Jane Manneriug, mark my woads, 1
will be revenged."
Casting uj>on him a look of unutterable
contempt, I whipped my horse aud soon
lost sight of him.
The next day Mark Ruthson left the vil
lage and went no one knew where. A year
from that Harry Cleverly and 1 were mar
ried, ami with the blessing of my mother,
and the best wishes of my friends, we
started for the Western wilderness.
I will pass over a period of ten years,
during which a substantial log cabin had
been built; rude though it was, love made
it a little palace. Our hearts were also
gladdened by our little Eddie, the image of
his father, and a noble Jitlle fellow.
About this time we heard of the depre
dations that the Indians were committing,
by some passing stragglers, which filled us
with a temporary alarm. But our fears
soon passed away, and we regarded the
report as greatly exaggerated, cr totally
One evening Eddie returned from his
rambles, bringing with hun a moccasin,
which he said he found in the woods. This
filled me with alarm and uneasiness; I felt
a presentiment of coming danger.
Next morning 1 mentioned my fears to
Hairy. But he only laughed at my terror,
and playfully handing me a little revolver,
bade me defend myself like a man, and
went to the woods to his daily work. I
slipped the revolver into mj pocket play
fully, but could not entirely divest myself
of my fours.
For an hour i sat on my low rocking
chair, counting the momeuls as tbev flew,
when my attention was attracted by Doisc
ou the opposite side of the room. Looking
quickly around, to my dismay, 1 saw a
dozen Indians, evidently lust from war,
each bearing his bloody scalp. The fore
most advanced, and appealcd to be the
chief of the party, lie approached and
would liave laid rough hands on me, when
my darling boy raised himself to his full
height, his blue eyes flashing, and demand
ed what they meant by their intrusion,
and how they dated lay hands on his
The chiet paid no attention to him, but
bade his warriors bind us, which was
quickly done, and after a few moments,
the chiefs retired for consultations; when,
seizing an opportunity, 1 scratched ou the
"Harry, we are in the hands of the In
The chiefs returned, and we were soon
borne with rapid, but noiseless steps, into
depths of the wilderness. The chief who
Uad bound us attracted my attention. I
was sure 1 had seen him before, but where
I could not say.
Three days and three nights without
stopping, we were borne awav from our
home, and the fourth we stopped in a small
hollow, which I found strewed with bones
and skulls. While contemplating this
scene'with h3rror, I looked up. aDd the In
dian chief stood before me. With a sneer
over his dark features, he said, in good
'Though you have forgotten me, Jane
Mannering, for so 1 will call you 1 have by
no means forgotten you."
„ 44 Who are you?" saul L
"1 am Mark Ruthson," the chief replied,
and in those painted features, I remem
bered the hypocritical face of the consum
There was no pity in his revengeful
heart, and 1 read our doom in those hard
44 D0 you see yonder tree ?" said he, in
a quick, sharp tone. "Before the night
your boy will be bound to that tree, aud
liis youug scalp will be clipped from his
head by niy savage friends; and you will
remain and in the morning share the same
Oh! how quickly the day flew, and the
night approached; and just as twilight was
setting in, a ruthless savage seized my boy
roughly by the arms, and bound him to a
tree First he waved a tomahawk over his
head to frighten him ; but the boy's blue
eyes looked steadiiy at the savage in scorn,
and his cheek never blanched. Enraged
at his scorn, tbe Indian raised his toma
hawk for the last time. Instinctively my
hand rested on my revolver; 1 felt sure of
uiy aim. I raised it slowly, and pointed it
at the heart of the savage and fired. With
a frightful yell, he sprang into the air, and
With a scream of rage the ludians rushed
upon me; another fell by my revolver.
Again 1 attempted to fire, but my revolver
snapped; throwing it away, I prepared to
die: and just as the foremost Indian was
about to sink his knife into my bosom, the
sharp crack of a rifle was heard, and the
Indian fell dead at my feet, bathed in nis
own blood. The next moment the stalwart
Harry Cleverly leaped into the ring. All
the savages fled but their chief, who rushed
upon my husband, shou'ing:
44 Ha ! ha ! Harry Cleverly, revenge at
last!" and pointed Lis pistol, which missed
The next moment my husband's knife
was in the renegade's heart. Harry had
seen the lines which I wrote ou the wall,
and knew the fate of his wife and child.
We were troubled no more with the Indians,
tor the next year old Tippecanoe, with the
avenging riflemen under his command,
drove away and cleared the forest of our
Exu CIMI in Aitlculution.
Let your elocution class practice on tne
The bitter, blustering blast blew o'er the
The cautious cat contrived to catch the
Deep in the depths of dark, dank dells,
he drew it deftly down.
Full fledged, from fancy's fearful flig it,
he fluttering fell.
Grim, gaunt and gray, he grasped the
He hustled hard to hurl the heavy hero
The Jews for justice join,and judge and
Low in the level lands the long lank
le jpards lay.
The madly moaning main much mis
The builder ot his fortttue must pro
perty use and apply his rule-
Tiiere is a small and aged two-story
building in Greenwich avenue, New York,
whose unpainted clapboards are brown and
weather-beaten. A few feet above the
sidewalk is the picture of a gigantic jews
harp, and below it the name of John An
drews. Going up a ricketty flight of
stairs to the second story, a Sun reporter
entered the small front room, and there
found John Andrews, maker of the Jews
harps, surrounded by the implements of
his art. For it is an art to make good
harps, as Mr. Andrews will tell you. There
are only two men in the United States, it
is said, that can make them, aDd there
are those who say that Mr. Andrews him
self is tbe only man who can be called
rightly an artist in tbe business He is a
smooth-faced, slender man, with keen
gray eyes and gray hair that curls upon
his head, not all unlike the hair in the
portraits of Lord Byron.
"Jewsharpa," said Mr. Andrews, 44jews
harps. Yes, sir; I know as much about
them as any man in America, and more, 1
think, for 1 am the only maker in Amer ca.
At least I have been for many years. But
I am informed that there is a man ia Thir
ty-sixth street that is doing something in
it. I don't know who he ia My grand
father and my father were makers of jews
harps in Belfast, and 1 and my two brothers
learned the trade as well in my father's
shop. My two brothers are in Belfast now
making harps, and my father is in Dublin;
but he is an old man aud does Uttle at it,
although he has a shop. In 1852 I came to
t lis ciiy with my kit of tools. I found a
clear field for my work. There was not a
harp-maker in thejeity or the country, nor
wa; there much demand for harps. It
was slow work for some time. I rented a
little shop in Varick street, and little by
little began to get work. After a time I
iiad all tiiat I could do, and business con
tinued good until the pan cof 1873. I
stayed in Yarick street thirteen years, and
then moved to 83 NiDth aveuue. where I
stayed fourteen years. I'd be there now,
probably, but the building was pulled down
and 1 came here."
44 What is the origin of the jewsharp?"
44 1 can't tell you, sir," said the jewsharp
man. 44 1 have never seen a man that could.
My father had a small book on harps, but
it didu t give that information. All that I
know is that it has been a favorite instru
ment in Ireland for many years. I remem
ber long ago to have seen a famous painting
by Collins, representing an Irishman play
ing the jewsharp. The best players that I
have ever heard were Irishmen. In fact,
about tbe only special customers I have are
Irishmen. I mean those who order expen
44 What do you call expensive harps?"
44 The most expensive 1 ever made I sold
for $5 a pair. Here's a pair that I have
just made for a special customer, but they
are only worth $1 the pair." Mr. Andrews
carefully umolleu a small package in which
were two large jewsbarps. He placed
both to his lips with tbe tongues facit g
each other, and, holding one with each
hand, struck the tongues with his little
fingers. The harps were in unison.
"Tnat's the way they are played," said the
harpmaker. "The best players want a
pair of harps in unison. Then they play
with their little fingers. I can make a harp
in any key, tune tfco harps in unison, and
can't play a tune to save me. How do I
change the key? Easy enough. Either
by bending the tongue or chamringtbe tips.
You see these little balls of glass on the tips
of the tongues. I'll file one a Uttle. Bee ?
Now listen." He struck tbe harps. The
one whose tip he had filed was a quarter cf
a tone sharper than the other. Then he
filed the other a bit, and they were again in
44 Easy enough, you see," he said. 44 In
fact it's too easy to change the tone. Bend
ing the tongue does it, and when a player
strikes too hard he bends the tongue. He
bends it back perhaps a little too far. It's
as bad as ever, only the other way. Then
he bends it the other way, and the first
thing he knows the tongue is broken.
What are my regular prices ? They range
from fifteen cents to $1.25 apiece, and you
can't get a gross any less than that. The
difference in price is due to difference in
size and finish. Some people, you know,
want the most expensive things always;
want silver-plated frames and gold-tipped
tongaes. That's all foolishness. A shoe
maker's wax for a tip is quite as good as a
bit of gold, But if a man wants gold rill
give it to him and charge him for it. lou
didn't think jewsharps were so expensive?
You probably have in mind the toy con
cerns that you find in every toy store and
can buy for a cent apiece. They are not
made here, but in Germany and England.
Birmingham turns them out by the barrel
fuL 1 never make such harps. My
cheapest harp is the fifteen-cent one, with
tinned frame, and I sell more of them than
any other kind."
• 4 How is a jewsharp made?"
44 1f my fire was not out I'd show you
while we are talking. I buy all my frames.
They are cast of malleable iron in the mal
leable iron-works in Spuyten Duyvil. I
make my own patterns, and they cast them
to order. I used to lorge my own frames,
but that takes too long. When i have a
special order I sometimes forge the frame.
Still it is a matter of experience, after all,
and no man without experience can make a
good harp. I can t always make a good
one. If I have an order for a pair of my
best harps, I make four or five. All of
them will be good marketable Harps, but
not all of them will be alike in tone and
quantity of sound. Out oi these I pick the
ones I want. Its like making violins. No
violin maker can tell what his instrument
will be unt 1 it is done. It may be just
what he wants. It may be a comparative
44 Are there good jewsharp players in the
"1 don't know of any that you might
call really good players. There are men
who think they are good, but they are not
artists No. I never knew of a public
player. The jewsharp is not an instrument
exactly fitted for public playing. How
many do 1 make in a year? I can't tell
you. 1 keep no accounts. When 1 deliver
a pair of harps or a cross, I get my money
or the customer doesn't get the harps. 1
sell by wholesale to only two or throe
houses. I will not sell to Tom, Dick, and
Harry. Tne result is that people who
want my harps know where to get them."
Money and fame are the two things
that men work hardest for, and after
death, one is worth to them just about
as much as the other,
A Tough Tpn,
A story told by Joseph Sterrette, of Big
Lake, Dakota, who has just managed to
break through the terrible snow blockade
in that section of the country, gives only
fair statement of the troubles experienced
by the settlers of the Northwest during the
severe Winter. Mr. Sterrette preempted
160 acres of farm land in Big Lake two
years ago, and at once moved on it with
his family and settled down to work. At
the end of one year he was In shape for
farming, and had a comfortable cabin. Last
year he harvested 60 acres of wheat, 20
bushels to the acre, and realized $1,200.
tie laid in a quantity of fuel, and prepared
for Winter, but it proved more severe than
he or his neighbors had calculated. In
fact Sterrette's better preparation for the
rigors of the season turned out to be the
only means which prevented himself, fami
ly and several neighbors from starving and
freezing to death. In February he found
it necessary to rescue the entire families of
two neighboring farmers, not so well housed
from perishing by cold, by taking them
into his own house- The cold was so steady
and so bitter that before the season was half
over the fuel which he had gathered to last
until Spring was all consumed. Then he
and the men staying with him went out
and took down the fences and (Hit-houses
and burned them. The heavy snow fall,
which at this time blockaded the railroads,
was piled in such drifts about the house
where Sterrette and his neighbors were
domiciled as to absolutely cut off all com
munication with the outside world. The
mercury fell lower than ever, the winds
grew fiercer, and the surrounding snow
caked and solidified. At this time the men
dug their way—or rather ruined it—through
the blockade to the railway near by, and
dug out ties which they chopped up, took
home and burned to cook their scanty food
and save their wives and children from
freezing. When the ties and telegraph
poles that could be reached were consumed
it was decided to dig tbroqgh to the cabins
of those sheltered in Sterrette's house and
break them up for fueL This was done.
The bitter cold still continuing, Sterrette's
furniture was next sacrificed even to the
bedsieacs, trunks and children's toys.
While the cold imprisoned pioneers were
upon this last supply of fuel a consultation
was held, and it was decided to make a
desperate attempt to drive through the
deadly blast on the crust for relief. John
Becker agreed to go. A sleigh was pre
pared and with five horses hitched to it,
Becker started. It was a terrible under
taking, and when the brave man left there
were tears frozen upon his cheeks. Becker
persisted in taking a fine shepherd dog.
He gave as his reason: "I don't know what
may happen; I would rather bury Carlo
in my belly than him freeze to death."
Sterrette and his companions became alarm
ed when at the end of two days Becker did
not return, and they started out for him.
They had not gone far when they came
across a hole in a drift where Bocker had
broken through. The man was found curled
up in the sleigh frozen dead. His faithful
dog was lying huddled up against his breast
dead. The tiye horses were standing life
less on their feet, all frozen stiff. The men
carried Becker's body back, made a coffin
of the sleigh, nailed the corpse up in it,and
then reverently placed it in the corn crib
until the weather should permit of its burial.
Soon after this, and just as the party was
on the point of despair, the weather mod
erated sufficiently to break the snow block
ade, and Sterrette and friends found relief.
A neighboring family during this time had
no other food than soup made from an ox
pelt which happened to be In the house
when the blockade began. Notwithstanding
all this, Mr. Sterrette says the people like
the country, and say they will stay and in
the future be prepared for severe Winters.
The land is good, the soil is deep black;
most of the settlers are foreigners, and the
ownership of the land is to them so novel
and so precious that they will not give it
A Stnnge Find.
The oddest place of sepulture for the
bones of a human being probably ever con
ceived lias just been discovered near Spring
Hills, in Cnampaign county. The facts
are as follows.
A party of men, consisting of Henry
Sefler and others, cut down a large asn
tree, it made two saw logs, each fourteen
feet long. The logs ars now in the saw mill.
On top of these, thirty feet from tb.e ground,
imbedded in the solid timber, and looking,
from the rings around it, as if it had been
there for ages, was found the thigh-bone of
an adult humau being, presumably a
Let it be borne in mind that this bone
was in a solid log, though too short for a
saw-log; that the timber all around it was
green; no knot-holes or deadwood. How
did it get there ? When discovered one of
the men struck into it with the bit of an
axe. The axe broke, and the piece is still
firmly imbedded in the bone. Of course
speculation is rife as to the mysterious
circumstances, and rumors of a murder
committed many years ago, where all the
parts of the bodv were discovered bat the
head and one thigh-bone, are afloat. Be
that as it may, the bone speaks for itself.
The neighborhood has something of a
reputation for occurrences of this kird.
Several years ago a live frog frog being
liberated from the heart of a large growing
Ab Absent-Minded Man,
Professor Sylvester, the distinguished
mathematician of Johns Hopkin's Univer
sity, is described as one of the most absent
minded of men. One day he set out ab
sorbed in profound meditation to go to his
lecture room. Arrived at a place where
the gas pipe was being taken up, he looked
helplessly at the ditch a moment; then,
instead of stepping mto the street and go
ing around, he quietly returned home.
The next morning the sidewalk was still
out of place, and his class had a second
holiday. On the third morning a plank
had been laid across the chasm, over which
the absent minded professor walked and
went on his way rejoicing. Every summer
he goes to England, and one year he had
reached Philadelphia on the return, when
he missed a paper on which he had written
the result of certain abstruse calculations.
Turning upon his track he recrossed the
ocean and had got as far as Liverpool,
when he found the Missing document in
his pocket-book, where he had turned it
over a score of times while on his way to
England in search of iu