VOL. LVI. BARTER, AUCTIONEER, REBERSBURG, PA. J C. SPRINGER. Fashionable Barber, Next Door to JOURNAL Store, MII.I.HKIH, PA. JgROCKERHOFF HOUSE, (Opposite Court House.) H. BBOCKERHOFF, Proprietor. WM. MCKKKVKK, Manager. Good sample rooms en drat floor. Free bus to aud iroui all trains. Special rates to jurors and witnesses. Strictly First Class. IRVIN HOUSE. (Moat Central Hotel In the City} Corner MAIN and JAY Streets, Lock Haven, Pa. S. WOODS CALW ELL, Proprietor. Good Sample Rooms for Commercial Travelers on first door. D. H. MINGLE, Physician and Surgeon, MAIN Street, MILLHKIM, Pa. JQR. JOHN F. HARTER, PRACTICAL DENTIST, Office in 2d story of Tomlinson's Gro cery Store, On MAIN Street, MILLHKIM, Pa. BF KIHTFR, a FASHIONABLE BOOT ± SHOE MAKER Shop next door to Foote'a Store, Main St., Boots, Shoes and Gaiters made to order, and sat isfactory work iruarautead. Repairing done prompt ly and cheaply, and in a neat style. 8. R. PKALE. H. A. MCKKK. PEALK & McK EE, ATTORNEYS AT LAW, Office opposite Court House, Bellefonte, Pa. C. T. Alexander. C. M. Bower. A BOWER, ATTORNEYS AT LAW. BELLEFONTE, PA. Office in Qarm&n's new building. JOHN B. LINN, ATTORNEY AT LAW. BELLEFONTE, PA. Office on Allegheny Street. DALE, ATTORNEY AT LAW. BELLEFONTE, PA. Northwest corner of Diamond. M. HASTINGS, ATTORNEY AT LAW. BELLEFONTE, PA. Office on Allegheny Street, 2 doors west of office lormerly occupied by the late Arm of Yoeum A Hastings. yyM. C. HEINLE, ATTORNEY AT LAW. BELLEFONTE, PA. Practices in all the courts of Centre county. Special attention to Collections. Consultations In German or English. yy ILBUR F. REEDER, ATTORNEY AT LAW. BELLEFONTE, PA. All bus'ness promptly attended to. Collection of claims a speciality. J. A. Beaver. J W. Gephart. JgEAVER A GEPHART. ATTORNEYS AT LAW. BELLEFONTE, PA. Office on Alleghany Street, North of High, A. MORRISON, ATTORNEY AT LAW. BELLEFONTE, PA. Office on Woodrlng's Block, Opposite Court House. S. KELLER, ATTORNEY AT LAW, BELLEFONTE, PA, Consultations In English or German. Office In Lyon's Building, Allegheny Street. JOHN Q. LOVE, ATTORNEY AT LAW. & BELLEFONTE, PA. # Office In the rooms formerly occupied by the late w P. Wilsoh She pilllMfi §*mml THANKSGIVING. 1881. Indulgent Father at thy feet, We bow this blessed day, And thank thee for a parent's care, That crowned our yearly way. For health, for hope, for liappiucss, For home, and home delights, For all the countless cares that hedge our pussiug days and uighla. The pestilence has passed us by, No famine touched our land; Spring time and harvest made their rounds. At Thy supreme command. Peace sat at all our hearthstone tires, And ooucord's song was heard, Alike in cottage and in hall, \\ here happy hearts were stirred. The poor were fed with ojieu hands. The thirsty drank their fill. Torn hearts received both oil ami wine, And felt a healthful thrill. From sea to sea, from mount to hill, GU ocean side and plaiu, Came down a Father's holy smile, Like summer givetli rain. In all the land the churehly spire Has wedded to the mill, Aud holy lesaous pointed toll To shuu the snares of ill. The old, the young, the grave, the gay, Bowed to the will of God, Ami iu a childlike codfldeuce. Revered a parent's uod. Our Father from a thousand hearts, overshadowed by Thy love, Come forth, devout Thanksgiving songs, As pure as those above. For all the past we bless Thy uaine, We magnify Thy will, And iu the future trust Thy grace, To shield us from all ill. INt'LE VKRM'h N9PHEW. The lrelle of the seasou, at Atlantic City, this year, was Adrienne \ ail. A dark-eyed beauty, with one of those rich, wiiie-warui complexions that re mind oue of Egyptian Cleopatra, lovely red lips, and .vhite turns sparkling with' cordons of precious stoues and bands of dead gold; and in the purple light ot the setting snu, as she sat there iu Major Brabazou's barouche, with the foam fringes of the sea on one side, and the yellow sands on the other, she was as beautiful as a dream! Nor was she unobserved by the stream °f gay promeua lers along the shore. "It's a foregone conclusion," said old Doctor Pounce. "She'll marry Brabazon, of course," said Mrs, Alleyne. "She'll marry the richest man who presents himself, no matter who he is," observed Captain Dagou spitefully. "The Brabazous are a wealthy family,' remarked Dr. Pounce. "Not that this young fellow has much of his own, but his uncle, old Barney Brabazon, is the richest planter in Louisiana, without chick or child to inherit his wealth." "You may depend upon it, Miss Vail has taken all that into consideration," said Mrs. Allevue, with the quiet malice which one woman often exhibits in speakiug of another. "She is the most mercenary creature on the face of the globe." Mrs. Alleyne had spoken, if vindic tively, still truly. Adrienne Vail, with her angel face and voice of low toned music, was rather inclined to view man kind through the dollar-aud-ceut medi um. Her face was her fortune. She had been educated by a scheming mother, who, herself pinched and cramped by perpetual want, had resolved that Adri enne should bring her radiant beauty" to the l>est possible market, and thus re deem the low state of the family for tunes. Adrieune's girlhood had not been like that of other children; she had tasted poverty, and been trained in the belief that happiness could only be attained by means of a golden spell. "You must marry, and you must marry rich," was the precept which her mother was perpetually dinning into her ears—nor was she likely to forget the battle cry, now that she was on the actu al field of action. "And I suppose," said Mrs. Alleyne, biting ker lips, as she saw her own red haired, sandy complexioned daughter walking without an escort on the l>each, "Brabazou's fool enough to believe that she really loves him for himself." Yes, Brabazon was just snch a fool. He was madly m love with the beautiful brunette—he was in a paradise of bliss as long as she sat by his side and smiled on him with those wonderful eyes of hers—and he firmly believed that, with the magnetism of true love, she shared his every emotion. They were engaged—that is, subject to old Barnabas Brabazou's approval, for Adrienne knew that her young suit or had no patrimony of his own, aud she had no mind to risk "love in a cottage " even for the sake of handsome Allan Brabazon. "He stauds in a father's place to you, Allan," she said; "and my standard of filial duty is high." "He cannot help admiring you when he comes," declared Allan Brabazon, who had already written to his uncle upon the subject. Old Barnabas arrived at last —a yellow skinned, bilious-looking man, with iron gray hair, rumpled in a crest on the top of his head, and a pair of black eyes that glowed like coals of fire beneath his shaggy pent-houses of brows. His dress was of course brown tweed Panama, which half concealed his blunt But his linen was exquisitely fine, buttoned with diamond sparks, and on his finger he wore an emerald ring MILLIIEIM, PA.. THURSDAY, JANUARY 12,1882. which represented almost the value of a king's ransom. "WeH?" quoth old Barnabas, fixing an inquiring eye on his nephew. "Uncle," cried the young man, en thusiastically, "she is an angel!" "I'll have a look at her before 1 make up my mind on the subject," said Uncle Barnabas. He was taken to call on Miss ail, and like most other gentlemen he "went down" at the tirst sparkle of her liquid dark -eyes. "By Jupiter, Allan, you're right!" said Uncle Barnabas, "She's the pret tiest girl 1 ever saw in my life." So the gay season went on. The clash of viols, cornets and trombones made musical answer to the diapason of the waves; grim old dowages played cards; battered beaux smoked their ci gars and strove to rejuvenate themselves once more in the fragranoe of the sea air, pretty girls dirted; handsome cava liers held fans and bouquets, and news paper correspondents invented all sorts of fact for the New York and Philadel phia daily press. And as time went by, a rumor gained credence, to the effect that Uncle Barnabas Brabazon was ousting his nephew from the affections of the beautiful Miss Vail. "There!" said Mrs. Vail, her witch • like countenance assuming a radiant ex pression. "Here it is in black and white. An offer of marriage! My dear, you'll be the richest woman south of Mason and Dixon's line." Adrienne, in a lovely dishabille of white cashmere and rose pink ribbons, sat looking at the letter, with something like dismay upon her countenance. "Write an 1 accept him at once," urged Mrs. Vail. "What! that old man? ' "Old man!" screamed Mrs. Vail. "The richest plauter in Louisianal Why, child, ever}' diamond that he wears is a fortune in itself." "But I don't love him," pleaded Ad rienne, in a low voice. "Love—bah!" screeched the old lady, "what does love amount to? A little sugar and honey, a few sweetmeats, and starvation for the rest of your life. I made a love match, and see what a drudging career mine has been. Adri enne, don't be a fool! You will never have such another chance as tins." Still Adrienne hesitated, "Mamma," she said, "I am engaged to Allan, and—l love him. And 1 will be his wife!" "But, cliilu, don't yon see what ruin that will bring upon us?" breathlessly cried Mrs. Vail. "Allan hasn't a penny of his own, and if he offends his uncle 99 "He can work for a living, mamma, like other men." "Work—work for a living!" snarled the old lady, displaying a set of yellow teeth that would have done .credit to a hyena. "And you live in a a Hat,ami do up your own laces in the wash-bow l to aave the laundress' bill, and turn your own silk dresses, and darn your hus band's stockings, to lighten the expen ses—you, that have the chance to but ton your gown with diamonds, and live in a palace!" *'Mamma," cried Adriemie, "what would life in a palace be worth without the man you love? I won't marry old Mr. Brabazon, and I will marry Allan, if I have to live in barracks with him, or ride around the world in a baggage wagon!" And this was the end of Miss Vail's "mercenary" career. She wrote a reso lute little note to Mr. Brabazon, while her mother indulged in a good, old fashioned fit of hysterics. The note was worded as follows: "I like you v< ry much, but I loved Allau long before I ever saw you, and I don't thiuk I can be happy with any one but Allan; so, if you please, Mr. Braba zon, I must decline your kind offer. Aud pray—pray don't be any more angry than you can help." Mr. Brabazon read the little, tear stained note, and folding it grimly up, went across to the hotel where his nephew was staying. "Well, lad," "I have offered myself—myself, mind, ttie richest man in Louisiana—to Adrienne Vail." "Uncle!" Allan started to his feet, turning alter nately red and pale. "Aud she has—refused me!" The young man was deadly white now. He scarcely new what he had feared or hoped—he only felt the intense relief of knowing that Adrienne was still true to him. "My own true love," he muttered be tween his teeth; "my little dark-eyed jewel! If she had played me false,uncle, I believe I should have been tempted to commit suicide!" "Umph—amph!" grunted Uncle Bar ney. "Love—love! How these young people talk! And what, may I venture to ask, do you expect to live on?" "I can work, Uncle Barney, for her sake," said Allan, bravely. "Very well," said Uncle Barney. ' 'Let's go and tell her so." Adrienne was looking lovelier than ever, with flushed cheeks, eyes glitter ing with excitement and rose-red lips. "How is this, young woman?" deman ded Uncle Barnabas. "Every one at Atlantic City told me you were a for tune hunter. And yet I've offered you a fortune, and you have up and down declined it." "Because I loved Allan better than all the gold of California!" said Adri eune, with drooping eyelashes. "Come here and kiss me, my dear," said Uncle Barnabas. "No, you need not be ufraid—l shall not make love to you any more. I've lived to be sixty years old without marrying, and I wouldn't wed the finest woman alive. If you hadn't refused me, 1 should have run off to the Haudwich Islands to es cape matrimony." Adrienne opened her lovely eyes very wide, "Then why did you ask me?" she sail. "Simply, my dear, to make certain that you loved Allan for himself alone, not because he was the nephew of his rich uncle. And I'm satisfied now!" "I do love him," sai.l Adrienne, with tears in her eyes. "And I love you, too, Uncle Barney—only in a different sort of way." "I'm quite satisfied, my dear," said Uncle Barnabas. "And I shall take it upon myself to see that neither of you perish of waut." So Adrienne Vail "married rich" after all. Rich, not only in money and sugar plantations, but rich in hive and true affection. Happy little Adrienne! Strategy versus Strength. The ssud-liortiet is the greatest villain that flies ou insect wings, aud tie is built for a piofessiooal murderer. He carries two keen citneiars besides a deadly poisou ed poniard, and is armed throughout with an iuvuinerabio coat of mail. He has things his own way; he lives a life of tyr anny and feeds on blood. There are few birds—none that I know of—that care to swallow this red-hot morsel. It is said that not even the butcher-bin! baukers after him. Tbe toad will not touch him, seeming to kuow by instinct what sort of chain-lightniug he contains. Among in sects this hornet is the ha^py-eagle, and nearly all of them are si his mercy. Even the cicada, or drumming 4 harvest-fly, an insect often larger aud heavier than him self, Is his very common victim. Conaid i ring these characteristics. It was of espec ial interest to witness such an incident as 1 have here pictured, where one of these huge tyrants was actually captured and overpowered by the strategy of three black ants. 1 hxd left tbe meadow, and was ascend iug a spur of tbe mountain by the edge of a ptue wood, when suddenly I espied the hornet in question almost at my feet. He immediately took to wing, and as he flew OH ahead of me 1 observed a long [lendant object dangling from his body. The in cumbrance proved Loo great an obstacle for continuous (light, and he soon drop[>ed again upon the path, n rod or so in advance of me. I overtook liini, and on acl we in spection discovered a plucky black ant clutching tightly with its teeth upon the lund-foot of tne captive, while with its two hind-legs it clung desperately to a long cluster of pine needles which it carried as a dead-weight. No sooner did the hornet touch the ground than the ant beg&u to tug aud yell for help. There were certainly evidences to warrant such a belief, for a second ant imnv d alely appeared up* u the scene, emerging hurriedly from a neigh- Ixiriug jine-tree moss. He was too late, however, for the hornet again sought to escape in flight. But this attempt was even more futile than the former, for that plucky little assailant had now laid hold of another impediment,' and this tiuie not only the long pine ucedles, but a small branched stick also, went swinging through the air. Only a yard or so was covered iu this flight; aud as the ant still yelled for rc-eulorcements, its companion again ap peared. and rushed upon the common foe with such furious zeal that I felt like pat ting him ou the back. The whole signifi cance of the scene he had taken iu at a glance, aud in an instant he had taken a vice like grip upon the other hind-leg. Now came the final tug of war. The bor net tried to rise, but this second passenger was too much for him; he could only buzz along the ground, dragging his load after him, while his new assailant clutched des perately at everything within its reach, now a dried leaf, now a tiny stone, and even overturning an acorn cup in its grasp. Fi nally, a small, rough stick, the size of a match was secured, and this proved the "last straw." in vain were the struggles of escape. The hornet could do no more thau lift his body from the grountL He rolled aud kicked and tumbled, but to no purpose, except to make it very lively for his raptors; and the thrusts of that lively little dagger were wasted ou the desert air, for whether Or Dot those ants knew its searching propensities, they certainly man aged to keep clear of this busy extrem ity. How long this pell-mell battle would have lasted 1 kuow not, for a third aut now appeared, and it was astonishing to see him; with every movement of the hornet, he iu turu would lay hold of a third stick, and at the same time clutch upon those pine needles to add their impediment to the burden ot his own body. Practically the ants had won the victory, but what they intended to do with the floundering elephant in their hand seemed a problem. But it was to them only a question of patience. They had now pinned their victim securely, uud held him to await assistance. It came. The entire neighborhood had been apprised of the battle, and in less than five minutes the ground swarmed with au army of re-euforce uients. They came from all directions; they pitched upon that hornet with terrible ferocity, aud his complete destruction was now only a question of moments. Tlie Presidents Pew. President Arthur, it Is said, has for mally taken possession of the pew in St. John's Church, Washington, which was occupied by President Madison and other Presidents who followed him. The pew was set apart iu 1816 for the President's use, free of charge. The Treasurer's books, however, show that its occupants, without exception, insis ted upon paying the annual rental. Flvo llflnri. Mauy bears have been captured recently in the Southern Catskills, New York, and this portiou cf the mountains seem to be full of tliem this fall. They seem to be unusually IK>UI. The most desperate eu counter with bruin that has occurred in this region for mauy a year took place in the Shaudakcu mountain receutly. Wash ington Jax, of Shandaken, alter a long, weary tramp, made the more dishearleu iug by the lack of any appearance of game, was about to retrace his steps home ward. He suddenly heard a crushing of twigs aud uuderbush. He was now far away from any settlement. Peering through the forest he soon saw a half growu black hear, which iu a few moments mure was joined by three others fine, shaggy cubs. They had all emerged from a dense thicket into a partial bit of clear ing on another border of which the hun ter was concealed. Although a long dis tance away, he levelled his gun aud tired. Due of the cubs fell dead. A moment alter, with the other chamber of his guu, be brought down another bear, lie then at templed to reload his piece, hut the other enraged animals, having by this time discovered his hiding-place, now pounced UJMJU the hunter. The struggle that ensued is described by the huuter as most terrific indeed. Oue of the animals tried to chew up the huuter's left shoulder, mangling it budly ; but while this was go ing on, he managed to plant his bowie in a vital spot iu the other's breast. The blood spurted over hiui, but the animal sank at his fteL The remaining bear, however, gave him a hard tussle, but be finally conquered him also lie then says he was uearer dead thau alive, but manag ed alter awhile to reload bis gun aud bandage his throat as best be could. He then started toward home, but bad not proceeded far when, with a deafening roar, the enraged mother sprang across his path, but UJW he was enabled to bring the infuriated beast to the ground by a heavy charire of buck-shot. He finished the work of death with the other barrel of his gun, aud tbeu returned home in triumph for aid m bringing his game to the settle ment. A Strang** Custom. The respectable women of Thibet always appear in public with their faces painted black, so as to disguise their charms and thus prevent frail ineu from tbe perils of too great admiration. Before going out of doors they iu variably rub their faces over with black gluteuous varnish, something like currant jelly in appearand. Ttie object being to render themselves as unattractive as possible, they daub this composition over every feature, so as to render their faces as un like those of bumau beings as possible. M. lluc in his travels in the country as certained that the singular cus'orn had its origin in the decree of a Lama king, some two hundred years ago. This king, being a man of austere hat its, was desir ous of checking the license which pre vailed among the people, and which b,ad eveu spread to the priests of the Buddhists monasteries to such an extent as to relax their discipline, issued an edict that no woman should ap|tear in public otherwise than with her fata; daubed in the manner described. Severe temporal and spiritual penalties enforced tbe decree among them, the terrible wrath of Buddha. Tradition says that women were perfectly resigned aud obedient, and that far from the edict giving rise to a petticoat rebellion, tbe practice was cheerfully adopted and has been faithfully observed down to our own time. Now, it is considered a point of religious creed and evidence of a spirit of devotiou, the women who daub their faces the most being tbe moat religious. It is only iu tbe large towns that woman are seen in tbe streets with unpainted faces. A I.lit It* Violent. One of the shrewdest and boldest tricks ever played on a jeweller was doue by a woman of nerve In Cincinnati not long ago One day a middle-aged woman, of tiue personal appearance, well dressed, and of moat attractive manners called at a private lunatic asylum and asked to see the super intendent. That official met her in the parlor. "1 wish to make arrangements for the confinement of a patieut here," she said. "What are your terms and the conditions on which you receive your Inmates ?" "Our terms are sls per week, and you must have the certificate of two physi cians." "Very well, said the lady, 1 will pay you for two weeks in advance. The pa tient is iny sou, who is iusane on the sul>- jeet of diamonds. He has a mania tor selling my jewelry, I have not yet gotten the certificate of the physicians, but can easily do so. 1 will bring my son here in the afternoon, and if you will keep him an hour I will bring the physicians with the authority. Tbeu the lady entered her carriage aud drove to a jewelry store. There she se lected $4,000 worth of jewelry, which she said was intended for the trou-wseau of her daughter, about to be married. She gave the name of a wealthy family recently ar rived in Cincinnati, and said to the pro prietor : "If you will let one of your clerks step into the carriage with me, 1 will goto my husband's store and give him the money for the goods." The proprietor consented aud the clerk, with the goods in a box, entered the car riage with the lady, who said she wished to stop on the way and show her purchases to a friend. They drove to the asylum and were shown to the parlor. The sup erintendent entered,and the lady said quite calmly to the clerk; "Just open the box aud show the things to this gentleman." The clerk unsuspectingly complied. Carelessly drawing near, the lady suddenly seized the box, and was walking out of the room with it when the astonished clerk cried: "Hold ou, madam, I must not let these goods go out of my eight until I get the money." The lady did not deigD to notice the clerk, but, turning to the superintendent ot the asylum, said: "This is the young man I spoke to you about. He is getting a little violent. You had better secure him." It was in vain that the clerk protested that a robbery was being committed. The superintendent was inexorable. He called his assistants and secured the clerk, while the lady walked to her carriage v/ith the $4,000 woith of jewelry. oar Wranged Land. A writer says after cruising along the Siberian coast for a few days aud calling at the Ca[>e Wan kern village 10 procure as mauy as possible of the articles taken by the natives from the wreck of oDe of the lost whalers, we found ourselves once more ou the edge of the Wraugell ice, and once more iu dense fog on the morning of August y. A huge white bear came swim miug through the drizzle and gloom and black heaving waves toward the ship as we lay at aucbor, guided, doubtless, by scent. He was greeted by a volley of rlfie balls, no oue of which injured him, how ever, aud fortunately he could uol be pur sued. The fog lasted in dismal thickness until 1 o'clock on the morning of the 11th, when we once more saw the hills and dales of Wraugell iAud hopefully near. We dis covered a lead that enabled us to approach within perhaps fifteen miles of the nearest portion of the coast. At times we thought ourselves much nearer, when the light fall ing favorably would bring out many of the smaller features, such as the subordinate ridges ou the faces of the tuouutains and lulls, and the small dimpling hollows with their different shades of color, furrows that seemed the cliaonels of small streams and the peculiar rounded outlines due to the glacial action. Thou pushing eagerly through the huge, drifting masses toward the nearest cape, judging by the distinct ness of its features, it would suddenly seem to retreat again into the blue distance, and some other point catching the sunlight would be seen rising grandly across the jagged hummocky ice plain, relieved against the blue shadowy [Minimis to the right and left as a background. It was not long, howevei, tracing one lead after another, aud coining to a stand-still with the ship's prow against ice of enormous thickuess, before we were forced to the conclusion that all efforts made hereabout would now be in vain. The ice did not seem to have been Broken or moved in any way for years. We turned, therelore, and made our way back to open water with difficulty and steamed along the edge of the [tack to the northeast ward. After a few hours' run we fouud the ice more prom ising, showiug traces of having been well crushed and pounded, enabling us to bear gradually in toward the land through a wedge-shaped ledge about tweuty miles in length. Next morning, steaming ahead once more to the end of our water lane, we were re joiced to find though there was now about eight or ten miles of ice separating us from the shore it was less firmly packed, and our little vessel made away through it without difficulty until we were within two miles of the shore, when we found the craggy blocks extremely hard and wedged closely, but a patch of opeu water near the beach, now plainly in sight, tempted us to con tinue the struggle, and with the throttle wide open, the barrier was forced and by 10 o'clock A. M. the Cor win was riding at anchor less than a cable's length from a dry gravel bar stretching in front of the mouth of a river. The long battle we had fought with the ice was now fairly won, and neither the en ine nor the hull seemed to have suffered any appreciable damage from the terrible shocks aud strains they had undergone. Going inland, along the left bank of the river, we found it much larger than it first appeared to be. There was no snow left on the lowlands or any of the hills or mountains in sight, excepting the remains of heavy drifts ; nevertheless it was stilt about seventy-five yards wide, twelve feet deep and was flowing on with a clear, stalely current at a speed of three miles an hour. While the snow is melting it must be at least two hundred yards wide and tweuty feet deep, anil its sources lie well back in the interior of the country. Not the slightest trace, however, could we find along the river, along the shore or on the bluff to the northeastward of tbe Jean nelte party or of any human inhabitants. A land more severely solitary could hardly be found anywhere on the face of the (lobe. Music-Loving Turtles. Novcmlier 25, winter opened in dead earnest, and as the wind was wailing through the trees old Jerry Greening came into the Williamson House bar room, Laekawaxen, Pa., and having driveu out the cold with a little rock aud rye, he sat down behind the stove and listened attentively for a few moments to member of the Legislature Westfall, who was telling about a remarknble tur tle he had seen once iu Virginia. "Now, boys," said old Jerry, clearing his throat, as the attentive listeners drew nearer the fire, "I'll jest give ye a few fac's concerniu' turkles. In th' fust place they's some people as is fools Yiough to say thet turkles csn't ketched with music. I s'[>ose if 'tweren't fer my rep'tashun fer v'rac'ty ye'd scarcely be lieve thet oucet me au' Deacou Nearpass down t'Port Jervis ketched seventeen dura big turkles with nothing iu the world 'eeptin' a piece of holler bamboo that a Philadelfy man give me an' a uole jew 's harp, thet m' gran'father, which, if he were a livin' HOW, would be a hun dred an' eighty-nine year ol' yest'day, used fer ter lead th' choir with iu th' ol' Dutch 'Formed church over in Jersey. Wall, ez I were a sayiu', 't ain't ev'ry one as is goin' t' b'lieve this here story, I s'pose, but if they's any of ye here as don't b'lieve it arter I git through a telliu' of it he kin jist hey a piece outen me, fer I reckon I used t' be the bully goodest fighter in Penusylvauy a few years ago. I knowed a feller ouce what peeled seventeen o' them durn Jersey meu jest fer 'musement au' I'm jest that little ol' mau. But I guess they hain't none o' you ducks onto the fight, an' as I were a remarkiu' previous to makin' th' forementioned assertion, as a feller from ol' Philadelfy said oncet when I int'rupted him b'kuockin' 'iai down, tur kles does like music sure's preachin'. "But I forgot, I started out t' tell ye 'bout me an' Deacon Nearpass ketchiu' them turkles with a jew's-harp. Up to th' Brink Pon', over in Laekawack town ship, 'bout three years 'go, they was th' cussedest lot o' turkles ever I see, an'as they was a Frenchman down t' Milford were a offerin' a quarter a piece for 'em I jest intarmined to ketch a few. Ye see, this here 'French pollyvoo'jest got these tnrkles and biled 'em, dirt and all, I s'pose, into a kinder soup fer them con sanied city |)eople which 'ud eat a musk rat ef a Frenchman cooked it. Well, me an' Jerry—he's m' youngest, an' a rip tearsnorter on a fight—we jest biled a hunk o' salt pork an' took a loaf or two o' bread an' hitched up th' ol' mules V off we started for' th' pon.' Well, you'd a busted all th' buttons of ten your clothes ef you could a seen th' gang we found camped out at the sand spring. They was the confoundest ga loots ever I see. Lem me see, thar was Van Frelenl>erg, which wore corsets like a woman an* lives down t' Mauch Chunk now, an' they was Fred slmrm, he did the cookiu', then they was Thompson o' th' Middletown newspaper, but he stole all th' liquor au' got so drunk 'twouldn't be /air t' count him in. Lemme see, they was 'Erve' Fowler and Charley St. John an' Doty, th' ol' cuss what never eats salt nor nothin' au' fin'- ly Deacon Nearpass. There wasn't no doubt but what th' deacon were the •boss trump' o' that pack, an' he au' Thompson was th' only ones that would n't keep sober. Wall, finally Van Fred euberg come t' me an' give me fifty cents and a year's subscription to th' paper ef I'd get deacon away from the crowd an' get him straighten'd up. So me an' Jerry an' the deacon went arter tnrkles in one o' Barney Stigler's boats that Doty stole while Fredenberg talked Pennsylvany Dutch an' Carbon county ring politics to ol' Barney. "Wall, when we got out to th' pon' I tol' th' boys I'd show 'em a new way fer t' ketch turkles an' I'll be blamed ef them fellers didn't call me a cussed fool when I showed 'em that all th' tackle I lied were th' ol' fam'ly jew's-harp, the holler bamboo stick an' an ol' red flan nel shirt. We pulls outen th' middle o' th' pon' an' let th' b >at drift I stuck one end o' th' stick under water, put th' jew's-harp ou t'other an' commenced playin' like th' very old Nick. In less than twenty minutes arter I struck th' fust chords o' th' 'Battle o' Prague' onto tbet jew's-harp the whole top of thet pond for more'n a mile were black's tar with tnrkles. They'd come close up 'round th' boat, then I ketches hoi' o' the red flannel an' holdin' onto th' sleeves into th' water. Now, ye see, turkles is zac'ly like turkey gobblers, they'll grab auything rod. The fust haul I made I had seven, an' I kep' haulin' 'em in till I had a boat load, an' all this time Jerry an' th' deacon were a settin' thar jest par'lyzed with 'maze ment. I wish you could a seen them newspaper fellers when we got back to the camp. Deacon were sober 'nough b' that time t' tell 'em how it happened. "Wall, t' msk? a long story short, I drove down t' Milfore with th' mule team an' th' load o' turkles, an' you orter seen that Frenchmau swear when I drove up t' his door. The way he 'bused Jake Kleiuhaus oncet weren't a circnm slance to th' w£y he cussed me; but ez be took th' turkles thet's all I oared fer. Come t* find out, he thought I'd pizeued all of them turkles, so he goes au' bar rels 'em up au' sends 'em down to 'n ol' cuss in New York—l think they called him Mister Delmoukey, which keeps a little eatin' s'loon thar, an' Pompey Flood, o' Port Jervis, tol' me that Del moukey paid a dollar a piece for them country turkles. Wall, that summer I ketched nine hundred an' sixty-tbree turkles with that jew's-harp, and when any feller tells me thet turkles don't like music I set him down fer a duru busted galoot every time." Prince Leopold's Intended. The lady to whom It was announced that Queen Victoria's only bachelor son is en gaged is in her twenty-first year. Her hither, the Prince of Pyrmont Waldeck, was born in 1831, and is, consequently, fourteen years jun'or to his son-in-law, the King of Holland. His other married daughter is the wife of the heir to the King of Wur temlHirg. He has no sons. The Prince's first cousin. Prince Albert, his next heir in the male line, made a morganatic marriage with an Irish lady, Miss Gage, created Countess Rhoden, the descendant of a Uiaplain to Queen Anne, who accompanied a Duke of Dorset, when Lord Lieutenant, to Ireland in the same capacity, and whose descendants have long l>een seated at Rath lin Island, which covers some 3000 acrei, off the coast of Antrim, Ireland. The Prince of Waldeck has about 60,000 sub jects, and rules over 500 square miles. He has a pleasant home at Arolsen, his capital, oa the River Aar, the population of which comprises about 2000 people. The Duke of Albany's bride has not, theretore, lived in a whirl of exc tenieut, and may even find Osborne and Balmoral lively. On the the other hand, she may, perhaps, like Mrs. Col Carver, in "Woodcock's Little Game," resolve to make up for lost time, and use her young Duke, who is not up to mucli, as Mrs. Carver did poor Wood cock. The marriage will excite a good deal of surprise in England, where most had, in view of Prince Leopold's delicate health, set him down a permanent bachelor. A satisfactory feature about it is that it in troduces entirely new blood. To CAN GBBKN COBN. —Take one and a half ounces of tartaric acid, dissolved in one half pint of water. Cut corn from cob and cook. When cooked, add two table spoonfuls of acid solution to each quart of corn, and let It stand three hours before cooking. NO 2.
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