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.