VOL. LVI.
HARTER,
AUCTIONEER,
RKBERSBURG. PA.
J C. fePRINGER,
Fashionable Barber,
Next Door to JOURNAL Store,
MILLHEIU, PA.
gROCKERHOFF HOUSE,
(Opposite Court House.)
11. BHOC.KER HOFF f Proprietor.
>VU. MCKKKVXR, Manager.
Go H! sample rooms on tint floor.
Free bus to and lrom all trains.
Special rates to jurors aud wltne-ses.
Strictly First Cluts.
IRVIN HOUSE,
(Most Central Hotel In the Cltyj
Corner MAIN and JAY Streets,
Lock Haven, Pa.
S. WOODS CALWKLL, Proprietor.
Good Sample Rooms for Commercial
Travelers on first floor.
JQR. D. H. MINGLFC,
Physician and Surgeon,
MAIN Street, MIU.HKIM. Pa.
R.JOHN F. HARTER,
PRACTICAL DENTIST,
Olllce In 2d story of Tomlinsou's Gro
cery Store,
On MAIN Street, MELI.HKIM, Pa.
BW KINTFR
• FASHIONABLE BOOT A SHOE MAKER
Shop next door to Foote'a Store, Main St.,
Boow, Shoes and Gaiters made to order, and sat
isfactory work guaranteed. Repairing done prompt
ly aud cheaply, and in a neat style.
S. R. PXAIX. H. A. MCKKK.
PEALK &, McK EE,
ATTORNEYS AT LAW,
office opposite Court House, Bellefocte, Pa
C. T. Alexander. C. M . Bower.
A BOWER,
ATTORNEYS AT LAW.
BELLEFONTE, FA.
Office in Garman'S new BU'.ldlDg.
JOHN B. LINN,
ATTORNEY AT LAW.
BELLEFONTE, PA.
Office on Allegheny Street.
QLEMENT DALE,
ATTORNEY AT LAW,
BSLLXFONTX, PA
Northwest comer of Diamond,
p H. HASTINGS,
ATTORNEY AT LAW.
BELLEFONTE, PA.
Office on Allegheny Street. 2 doors west of office
formerly occupied by the late Arm of Yocum A
Hastings.
C. HEINLE,
ATTORNEY AT LAW.
BELLEFONTE, PA.
Practices in aU the courts of Centre County.
Spec al attention to Collections. Consultations
in German or English.
F. REEDER,
ATTORNEY AT LAW,
BELLEFONTE, PA.
All bus'ness promptly attended to. collection
of claims a speciality.
J. A. Beaver. J W. Gephart.
JJEAVER & GEPHART,
ATTORNEYS AT LAW.
BELLEFONTE, PA.
omce on Alleghany Street, North of High.
A. MORRISON,
ATTORNEY AT LAW.
BELLEFONTE, PA.
omce on Woodrlng's Block, Opposite Court
flou e.
Yy S. KELLER,
ATTORNEY AT LAW.
BELLEFONTE, PA
r nsi'lfatlon9 in English or German. Office
in . you'. Building, Allegheny Street.
j OHXQ. LOVE,
VTTORNEY AT LAW,
V BELLEFONTE, PA 9
Office in the rooms formerly occupied by the
tate w. p. Wilson.
Lite pilllei! |wiL
COME HO.M UKAKT.
Faded and few are the Jlowera,
The winds waft the leaves o'er Ihe plain;
Listless and lone are the hours,
Miutfe.t with sunshine and raiu.
Nothing of Joy or of pleasure
Cau the cold seasons Imparl,
As silent 1 sigh for my treasure-
Darling, couie home lo my heart
The river rolls on to the o<ean.
Whose breakers are ta'atiug afar;
Its breast, as It throbs with emotion,
Is a glass for each radiant star.
Still the blue skies bend ai>ove me.
But what can their bcsuijr impart
When 1 have no one to love me ?
Darling, come home to my heart.
1 am sick of the gloas and the glitter,
The pomp and the splendor of life;
The sweet is so mixed with the bluer—
The happiness lost m the strife.
The pleasure of fame is abating,
Earth's glories like shadows depart;
I am weary of watching and waiting—
oh ! Darling, come home to uiy Ueart.
MAGGIE AND TH E BU KG LA RS.
"You are not afraid, Maggie?"
"Me afraid! said Tuaggic. "I'd no
fear born in lue. As for the house, it's
I the strongest fastened ever I was in.
You spy yourself there's no lock a burg
lar could force, and I mn not the one to
let tramps or the like in of my free will.
God knows tho place will lie safe enough
when you come back—as safe as though
there was a regiment of soldiers, in it,
and I'll have all bright for your new
wife, Mr. Archibald."
She called her master Mr. Archibald
still, the oi l woman; but she was the
only oue who still used his Christian
name. He was an elderly man himself,
and had few intimate friends, hospitali
ty not being oue of his virtues.
He was rich, and there was much that
was valuable in the house; more ready
mouey, too, than most men kept about
them; but then it was ts secure as a
bank vault—patent locks and burglar
alarms that tirst sent a bullet into any
one whe sought to enter by steal tli, and
then rang a bell to wake the household
were attached to every door, and a furi
ous watch dog that lived on raw meat,
was iu the back garden. The Van Nott
mansion could have withstood a siege at
a moment's notice.
Mr. Van Nott was a money dealer. He
had ways and meau* of aceuniul iting
property which were mysterious to his
neighbors and they were auspioious that
the little back parlor, sacred to business
had even seen suck lesser dealings as
the loan of money on the gold watches,
cashmere shawls and diamond* of gen
teel distress.
Two or three mortrages that ho had
bought up had beeu rather cruelly fore
closed, and he was a hard landlord aud
a bad person to owe money to altogeth
er. On the whole, he was disliked in
the place, aud. rich as he was, would
have found it to get a wife to his
liking among liis neighliors of Oakham.
However, having resolved to marry
again—there having been a Mrs. \an
Nott, who tiled years before—he hail
sought out a wealthy widow of a saving
disposition, who lived on a small farm,
some miles from town, and having al
ready disinherited her daughter for es
pousing an estimable man of small
means, and turned ber only son out of
doors lor equally prudent reasons, was
not likely to bring any trouble-some
generosity into liis household, and he
had offered himself to her and had been
accepted.
And, now, though both their econo
mical souls revolted against it, custom
decreed a wedding of some sort, and a
honeymoon trip somewhere, and they
had decided to do it as cheaply as possi
ble. For this brief time. Mr. Van
Nott must leave bis business and house,
and it was upon the eve- of departure
that he held the aliove conversation with
! his old servant, stauding with his port
manteau in his hands aud regarding her
gravely.
"Yes, yes" he said, "I presume it is
all safe enough. And I'll speak to the
night watchman, and give him a dollar
to take a particular look at this nouse.
Well, good-bye, Maggie, make things
as neat as possible ; if they look dirty
my wife miy think the furuiture old,
and want some new for the parlor." And
Mr. Van Nott departed.
"Yes," said old Maggie, "no doubt
sho'll have fine, extravagant ways. Poor
master ! What a pity he should marry,
after all—but old fools are the worst
fools. A young man of eight and for
ty, too, when he has a sensible servant,
sixty last January, and knows what be
longs to good housekeeping. If ho
wanted to marry why didn't he ask me ?
I'd not have not gone galivantiug and
spending. Ah, well, he'll suffer, not I.
And Maggie trotted away to begin her
sweeping and dusting.
She said truly that there was no fear
born within her, but as the night drew
on she began to feel somewhat lonely,
as her master's presence was strangely
missed out of the great house, and there
was something ghostly in the look •of
liis empty chair when she peeped into
his little back office.
"If I was superstitious," she said to
herself, "I should thiuk something
dreadful was going to happen. I feel
chilly up and down my back, and I keep
thinking ot funerals I'll make my
self a cup of tea, and see if I can get
over it."
And accordingly old Maggie, shut
herself inio the snug kitchen, and light
ing two candles drew a pot of the
strongest young hyson, and putting her
MILLREIM. PA., THURSDAY, FEBRUARY 16,1882.
feet to tho cooking stove began to fool
luueli more comfortable.
The old clock ticked away on the man
tle, the hands pointing to half past
eight.
"I'm going out to bed at nine,'' siud
Maggie "I've worked well to day.
Muoh thanks I'll get for it, 1 doubt.
Hark! what's that?"
It was a sound outside tho door—a
slow solemn grating of wheels. Then
feet trod the pavement, and the bell
rang faintly. "A carriage!" cried Mag
gie. "Has he changed his mind and
brought her home at once? But that
can't be—he's not married yet." And
taking one of the candles she trotted to
the door, but not before tho bell rung
ugam.
"Who's that?" she cried, holding tho
door slightly ajar.
"A stranger," said a voice, "one who
lias something very particular to say to
you."
"You'll h°ve to wait until to mor
row," said Maggie. "Youoau t come in
tonight"
"My good woman," said the stranger,
"you are Margaret Black?"
"That's my name."
"Mr. Van Nott's housekeeper for
twenty years?"
"Yes."
"My good woman if you are attach
ed to your master 1 have bod news for
you."
"Gracious Lord!" cried Maggie, but
she did not open the door much wider—
enough to thrust her head out. "Don't
scare me, mister. What is it?"
"The worst you cou think of," said
the man. "Mr. Van Nott travelled 011
the—road, There lias been an acci
dent."
"Preserve us." cried Maggie, letting
the door fall back, "and him 011 his way
to his wedding. He's hurt badly,
then?"
"He's dead," said the man. "Dead,
and we've brought him home."
Maggie sat down in a chair and l>egan
to cry.
"We've done what we could," said the
man. "The lady he was to marry and
her friends will be down to morrow.
Meanwhile my instructions are that you
shall wath with him and allow no stran
ger to enter the house. There are valu
able things here, lam told; and Mr.
Van Nott's lawyer must take possession
of them, and seal them up before stran
gers have access to the room.
"Oh, dear, dear!" cried old Maggie,
"tLttt it ithonUl ortma this. Ycfl. 1
will watch alone, I'm not afrai.il but oh,
dear."
Then she shrank back and let two men
carry a horrible looking coffin into tlie
front parlor.
They came out with their hats off,
aud the other man also held his in his
hand.
"I regret to leave you all alone in the
house," ho said.
"1 don't mind that," said old Maggie
"but it's terrible."
"Would you like mo to stay," said the
man.
"No," said Maggie, "I've no fear of
living or dead folks. You c.iu go.
Then she locked the door, went into
the parlor,and putting the candle on the
mantle, looked at the coffin through her
tears.
"He was good enough to me." she
said, poor Mr. Archibald! And this
comes of wanting to marry at this time
of life, aud gali van ting on railroads. 1
wonder whether he is changed much.
I'll take a look," and Maggie crossed
tho room and lifted the lid over the face
of the enclosed body.
"I'll take a look she said again. "I'm
not afraid of dead folks."
In a minute more, Maggie dropped the
lid again, and retreated, shaking from
head tp foot. She had seen within the
coffin a face with its eyes shut, anil with
bandages aliout his head, and the ghast
ly features of a clowu in a circus minus
the red mouth.
But it was a living face, was chalked,
but not her master's, and Maggie knew
at once she had been well hnnibucged—
that this story of her master's death was
a lie and that a burglar was within the
coffin, ready to spring upon her and
bind her or perhaps murder her at any
moment.
She could of course, open the door
and try to escape; but tlie accomplices
of the man were donbtless outside. It
was along distance to the nearest Lohse
and even if they did not kill her, the
would execute their purpose aud rob the
place before she returned.
"Master looks natural," said Maggie!
aloud, and tried to collect her thoughts.
Mr. Van Nott's revolvers were in the
next room, she knew, loaded, six shots
in each, Maggie could use pistols. She
had aimed with troublesome cats with
success more than once. If she could
only secure these pistols she felt safe.
"Poor, dear master,'' she sobbed, aud
edged toward the back room.
"Poor, dear master." She lifted the
desk lid. She had then) safe.
She glided back to the front parlor
and sat down on a chair. She turned up
her sleeves and grasped a pistol in each
hand aud she watched the coffin quietly
In half an hour the lid stirred. A cau
tious hand crept up the side. A wiry
eye peeped out.
It fell upon the armed figure, and
closed again.
"You'd beticr," said Maggie, to her
self.
Again the head lifted. This time
Maggie sprung to her feet.
"You're fixed quite handy," she said
cooly. "No need of laying you out if I
fire, and 1 can aim first rate, especially
when 1 am afraid of ghosts, as I be
now."
The head bobbed down again. Mag
gie reseated herself. She knew that this
could not last loug. It was as she sup
posed. A moment more and the ooffin
was empty, and a ferocious young fel
low sat on its edge, and thus addressed
her:
"We meant to do it all in quiet," he
said "and I don't want to frighten an
old woman. Just put them down."
"I'm not frightened, said Maggie.
"I'm coming to take them thing away
from you," said the man,
He advanced one stop. She took aim
and he dodged, but a bullet went
through his left arm and dropped by his
side.
Furious pain he dashed towards her.
She tired again and this time wounded
him in tho right shoulder. Faint, and
quite helpless he staggered against tlie
wall.
"There! you've done it, old woman,"
he said. "Open the door and let me
out. My game is up,"
"Mine isn't said old Maggie. "Get
into your coffin ugain, or this time I'll
shoot you through the liutrt.
The burglar looked piteously at her,
hut he saw no mercy in tier face, He
went back to the coffin and laid down in
it. BJood dripped from liis wounds,
and he was growing pals. Maggie did
not want to see him die before her eyes,
but she dare not call aid. To leave the
house before daylight would be to meet
this man's friend's ami risk her own .if
There was nothing for it but to play
surgeon herself, nud in a little while she
IIIHI stopped the blood and saved the
burglar's life. More than this—she
brought him a cup of tea, and fed him
witli it as if he had been a baby. Noth
ing however, could induce her to let him
out of his coffin.
About one or two o'clock they heard
steps outside, and knew that the other
burglars wero neai, but her stout heart
never quailed. She trusted in tho bats
and bolts and they did not letray her.
Tho daylight found her quietly sitting
beside the wounded burglar, and the
milk man, bright and early was the em 1
bassador who summoned the oflieois of
justice.
When the bridal party returned next
day the house was nest and tidy, and
Maggie in her best Alpaca, told the news ,
in laconic fashion.
"Frightened l*' she oned, In answer t<>
the sympathetic ejaculation of her new
mistress. Frightened!, Oh, no! Fear
wasn't born in me'" 1
LltfUtitif *Ul>le*.
Very little thought is usually given j
to the proper positbn of windows in
horse stables, aud yet a strong light
which shines direct!) into the tho faces
of horses has a tendency to weaken
their sight. A conniou point for a
window is in front of horses and con
siderably higher tkan their heads.
Numerous instances can be had of the
injurious effects of such windows,
among which is that if an officer iu tho
British army, who !iad purchased a
horse from a gentleman whose stable
leoeiYcd all iislght * m wl n ova situat
ed at the rer of the f-ta' s. The 1 o so was
sound, and the officer was perfectly
satisfied with his bargain; bat at the end
of three months the animal became sud
denly *'ground shy.'' An examination
of her eyes showed that they were
directed upward, an explanation of
which was held by tlie fact that the
windows of her owner's stable were
above the head of the stall, A removal
to a stable which admitted light on all
sides, removed this difficulty.
Another proof of our ass rtion is given
In the oase of a farmer who had some
fine horses which ho kept iu a stable
lighted only by a small window in one
side. The stable was so imperfectly
lighted by this window that the door
was kept open nearly all the time when
work was being done. The oonsequence
was that nearly all of his h >rses had
eyes of unequal strength; and two of
them became blind on tho side which
was toward the window.
e Snow Streamer*.
A late paper lrom Nevada gives the fol
lowing account of winter scenery in that
quarter of this country.
Recently snow streamers were abroad
n all their glory. Last evening, however
they CDuld-harply be called streamers.
They were in reality an unending series of
whirlwinds that chased each other along
the crest ot the mountain. The spiral
colutns of snow took a thousand fhapes in
forming rnd vanishing. Being strongly
lighted by the setting sun, the trreat surg
ing columns looked like whirls of flame
anil illuminaten smoke rolling up from a
great tire. This brillancy was seen in
places where the rays of the sun passed
through the thin mitt of a single snow
whirl. In places where three or four col
nliih happened for a moment to fall in 'un®
between the spectator aud the sun, the
w hole wa3 black as the smoke from the
funnel of a steamboat. Frequently seve
ral of the colors of the rainbow would flash
out around these dark columns, and a mo
ment efter all above the peak would be
dehp red, giving the top of the appearance
of an active volcano. It would have been
a fine opportunity for a scientist interested
in the study of atmospheric currents. The
motion of these snow whirls show us what
is always taking place in the air at the top
of the mountain, both winter and summer,
and if on our mountain, doubtless on all
mountains of like height. The streigbt
current of the atmosphere is broken up
into thousands of little whirlwinds that
rise from 50 to 200 feet above the surface
of the ground.
An Awful Night ou the Alps.
Advantage waa taken of the bright
November days to make an expedition
from Grindelwald, which has ended very
disastrously.
Most mountaineers are familiar with
the Bergli hut, oue of the best of those
little resting places erected to give tem
porary shelter to person* going to or re
turning from a climb. The huts are
situated at the very gate of the formid
able part of an ascent, and tlie plan
adopted is to set out from the regions of
civilization iu tlie evening, to arrive at
the hut before darkness falls, to snatch
a certa'n amount of sleep, and to start
at daybreak. It is necessary to keep
these huts iu repair, in order that there
may be no accidents in tlie regular
season; but, unfortunately, the repair of
tho Bergli hut during the last few days
has not l>een unattended with a disaster
of a fatal and somewhat novel kind.
Tempted by the fine weather, Herr
Auderfuliren, an engineer from luter
lakeu, set out from the village of Grin -
delwald with two good guides, Egger
and Kaufmann, and a porter named
Sclilegal. All went well for the first
part of the ascent, and the party were
congratulating themselves, when sud
denly in the afternoon a snow storm
swept down, and rapid progress was im
peded. Sclilegal, the porter, who was
not a very experienced climber, fell ill
when the expedition was within half an
hour of the hut, and there was nothing
for it but to leave the poor fellow be
hind. His companions arranged to go
forward and clear a path, and, having
opened the hut door, they promised to
return and help the porter slowly to
shelter. They all but Sclilegal got over
an awkward crevasse, aud when the hut
was in sight Egger volunteered to return
in order to give a helping hand to the
man who was still faint and heavily
burdened, Egger got back to the cre
vasse And shouted for the sick man, but
as he had not arrived so far. the guide
thought it safer to return again to the
hut and fetoh Kaufmaun, whose ex
perience would be invaluable in a
dilemma. After all this unfortunate
delay night liao closed in, and the two
guides naturally knew tliat it was nn
jxiSHible to find the sick, or probably
dying man, without some sort of lantern.
There was no such thing in the Bergli
hut, but happily there was found an
old wine liottle. Necessity is the mother
of invention, so Egger knocked tlie bot
tom off the bottle, aud, stricking a cau
dle into the neck, improved a fair light,
safe from the wind and sufficient to dis
cover the track. Kaufmann helped
Egger safely over the crevasse, and then
for some unaccountable reason, left his
friend to find the sick porter, while he
returned alone to the engineer, who was
safe and sound in the hut. Kaufmann
liuit uAar<Vily (jrvna Kopnn.l *-■ — u
when tin* improvised lantern failed, and
Egger discovered, to his dismay, that
the candle was out and lie had no i
matches. This was a sufficiently serious
predicament, but his shout to Sclilegal
was answered, and the brave fellow
groped his way on his hands and knees
through the snow to where the porter
was still prostrate. At last tlicv met,
and, sitting side by side endeavored to
obtain a light from some matches the
porter luckily hod with hira.
Scarcely hod Sclilegal succeeded in
igniting a match when the worst acci
dent of all occured. Eggar alarmed his
friend with the statement that in the
dark he had severed an artery in his arm
with the jagged end of the bottle lantern.
Botli were ignorant of the elementary
principles of practical surgery, and, as
the guide was bleeding to death, the
sick porter plucked up courage, and
hurried off alone to the crevasse, hoping
to arouse the attention of those in the
hut. He had scaroely got far when
Eggar called lnm back. The guide felt
that he was dying, and implored not to
be left alone. Besides, the porter could
not have got over the crevasse without
assistance. The predicament was heart
rending. The engineer and his guide
in the but were powerless to help as
they had no light whatever witli them,
and to have proceeded among the rocks
and precipices would have been to
court instant death. Ho the bleeding
guide and his sick companion were left
exposed in the cold and darkness, while
those in the hut were kept prisoners for
lack of light. With the first gleam of
dawn Kaufmann and the Swiss engineer,
carefully loped together, went back in
search of tho missing men, and both
were still alive when they were found.
Egger was rapidly bleeding to death
from the serious wound in the arm, and
no one of the party knew how to im
provise a tourniquet with u handker
chief and an ice ax. Those who had
been exjxiseil to the cold for so many
hours were perishing, so the others
stripped off their flannel shirts and gave
them to their companions. After a hur
ried coi saltation it was decided that the
four could not get down to Grindelwald
without help, so a descent was made to
fetch assistance and n surgeon, the
dying and sick men being still left where
they had been found When a rescue
party at lost arrived from the valley
Egger was uead, and a'though the
porter; Sclilegal, was still alive when he
was taken to the vil'age, it is not ex
pected that he can recover from such
dreadful expos re. It is reported that
the insurance on the dead guide's life
cannot be paid, as tlie policies only
oover the risks of the ordinary climbing
season, and consequently expired in
October, so that the brave fellow who
volunteered on an expedition to repair
a hut essential for the comfort of sum
mer mountaineers must leave his widow
and children unprovided for because lie
happens to climb in the winter, not for
pleasure, but from necessity.
Few are the orators who know when
to stop talking.
Strong language utterly fails to bolster
a weak argument.
The destiny of life is developed with
each day.
How quick the old are forgotten by
the young.
No one is fatigued after the exercise
1 of forebearance,
, Impatience dries the blood sooner than
age or sorrow.
Here's Your Mule.
You could see that she was innocent and
confiding by the way she held her big
brown tov mule nnder her arm as she jog
ged along Woodward avenue, aud no old
woman's face ever wore a more satisfied
look than bers did when she finally enter
ed a store and placed that mule on the
counter, and said:
"La! sokes, but I'm nearly tucked out
This is the place where 1 bought tuis mule
three days before Christinas. n
"Yes that toy came from our store,"
replied the clerk.
"I gin a dollar for it; bought it for my
grandson, lie's such a boy for horses and
unites and wagons and whip a , and so on,
that i thougnt it would tickle him 'most
to death."
"Yes,"
"But it didu't. He's the disappointed
est child you ever saw. Jake to cry him
self to death Sunday."
"Wha' is wrong with the inuld?"
Everything. In the first place my grand
son wants a mule which opens his mouth
and can be stuffed full of hay. This mule's
jaws are set,"
"Yes, but "
"And he wants a mule which will roll
his eyes and drop his ears."
"But we haven't any such rnulds."
"No, 1 suppese nat, but the boy wants
one just the same. This mule won't even
krek."
"Of course not."
"And he hasu't got any harness on."
"No."
"Then what's the good of him? If he
won't eat, nor bit, nor kick, nor roll his
eyes, whats the boy going to? Ha vent you
got a toy horse thai runs away aud smash
es things?
"No."
"Nor a lion which paws and roars?"
"No, ma'am "
"Nor a cow which bellcrs when you
tquetze on her?"
"Sorry to say we haven't,
"Well, I've got to trade this mule for
sumthin' or other to amuse that boy. If
you had a tiger which frothed at the
mouth I—"
"But we haven't got."
"Have you a goose which flops her
wimrf"
"No The only toy of any account we
have left is a black boy who rolls his eyes
and utters a squeak when you hit him on
the back."
"That'll do—that's just the thiue, aud
we ll trade even! ile'll putin|io-day puueh
itig the black boy between the shoulders,
uec up to-morrer digging out his eyes, aud
next day he'll cut him up ani string him
over the back yard, and by that titne his
father will be home from New York with
a drum, four mouth-organs and a boy's
cbett of too s. Here's your muk—gimme
the black m or!"
The Gbitt of the Cur.
A fantastic story is on its travels. It is
asserted that the late Czar has reappear
ed in the Kazan Cathedral, accom
panied by an aid-de-camp. Why shouhl
the dead Alexander Hit about in this
ghostly fashion with an aid-<le-camp,
when living Alexander habitually went
alxnit unaccompanied? At the ministry
of foreign affairs it appears to have been
reported that the night guardian of the
cathedral had been the first to see the
august shade, A door leading to the
vaults had suddenly opened, and the
dead Czar issuing had walked with
solemn steps and as far as a certain
saint. Having knelt and kissed the feet
of this saint the apparition had retired
in the seme sad and eerie fashion, and
vanished, first double-locking the door
behind it The vision reappeared next
night to all the beadles and the nigiit
after that to the whole of the clergy in
cluding the high priest On this last
occasion it kissed the cross before
making its exit In the morning the
vaults were carefully examined and a
large numbei of chests of dynamite dis
covered. Needless to observe, it was at
once decided that the "spectre" was in
reality a Niliilist, who had hit upon tliU"
Shaki spearean tnck in the hope of at
tracting Alexander 111, to the cathedral
and then blowing him to atoms. And
this tale was gravely told in the draw
ing-room of one of high imperial
officials. The facts of the case are,
however, very much more commonplace
than the report. The whole aflair—
ghost, Nihilist plot, and all—was a mere
practical joke got up by two students
with the help of a magic lantern. There
was another story afloat lately, not much
less absurd than the other one. The
Nihilists had loosened the roof of one
of the theaters, and intended some
evening when the house was crowded to
tilt it over on the heads of the specta
tors and crush them.
An Got Kicked*
They stood on the porch at midnight:
"Ah, sweet mine," he eighed, "lily of
my soul, dewdrop of my happiness, let
the intensity of our affection intensify
to lutenoeness, aud let us live to love,
that loving we may live in the ethereal
ethereality of a passionless passion, pu
rified to angelic purfication."
"Rather ever, hero mine," she an
swered, depositing her wealth of golden
liair upon the shoulder of his six dollar
ulster, "and our lives so sweetly per
haps, just uow, will be joined in the su
perlative certainty of conjunctive bliss,
conjugated in happy wedlock."
"Dear heart of mine," he rapturously
exc'aimed, pressing her to his new satin
necktie, "this is too tool"
"And tliis is too, too!" abruptly broke
in the girl's father, comiDg down in his
boots, and giving the young man two
kicks which landed him out in the street
and separation like a pall thenceafter
ward fell upon those two young lives
Fence*
It is, of coarse, next to impossible to
do away with fences altogether. Divi
sion fenees of some kind are desirable,
yet thousands of miles of useless fences
exist throughout the oountry, and which
the thoughtful farmer should seek to re
move as cir( u instances will permit. Few
realize how costly a fixture the farm
fence is, and it is only by the presenta
tion of aggregate facts that an interest
is aroused in the matter and attention se
cured. Illinois is said to have ten times
as much fence as the whole of Germany,
and it is claimed }hat Dutchess county,
New York, haa more than all France,
Germany and Holland combined. A few
years since, in South Carolina, the im
proved land was estimated to be worth
$20,000,000 while the fences at the same
time had cost $16,000,000. The annual
cost of replacement is at least a tenth of
the first cost. A calculation made some
eight years since placed the oo6t of the
fenced in the United States at $1,300,-
000,000. More than forty years ago
Nicholas Biddle said the fenses in Pen
nsylvania had cost $100,000,000. In
Ohio they have cost a still larger sum,
while in New York, only a few years
since, the estimated cost of the fences
was $144,600,000. Some time in the
fu'ure many fences now in use will dis
appear, an J boundaries will be marked
with fruit and shade trees or neat hedge
rows.
Bamboo for Oregon.
The American Cousul-General at
Shanghai has lately sent twenty boxes
of bamboo cuttings for transplanting in
Oregon. He writes to the State Deport
ment that in the Chinese Empire, south
of the Yang-tze. abont sixty varieties of
bamboo are said to grow, although five
or six furnih the principal materials
used. At Foochoo and Swatow the large
size grows 40 to 50 feet high and 6 or 7
inches diameter; on the Island of For
mosa it is found even larger. The ban>
boo serves at least five hundred differ
erent purposes in China. The roots are
carved into images, lantern handles, and
canes, the tapering culms are used for
every conceivable place where poles
and ribs can be put; the leaves are work
ed into thatches, umbrellas, and screen*r
cut into splints the wood is woven into
baskets, plaited, into awnings, and
twisted into cables; the shavings stuff
pillows; other parts supply cnop-sticks
for eating, beds for sleeping, brooms for
tVVf |'r - - ——
cooking; skewers for the hair,paper for
writing, rods for whipping, tables to eat
on, buckets for water drawing, and the
tender shoots are highly esteemed as a
vegetable to be eaten. The Consul-
General urges the naturalizing of the
bamboo in the Soathern States and on
the Pacific coast
How to Shake Hands.
There are only two or three people
now living who can successfully shake
hands. There is a good deal of hand
shaking done through the country,
especially at this seasou of the year, but
only a very small per cent of the shakers
ami shaken! know how to do it so as to
get the entire amount ot exhilaration out
of it. Borne giab the hand of an adyer
sary in a quick, nervous manner that
scares the victim nearly to death, while
others slide the cold and ciammy paw at
you so that you feel the same as when
you drop a oold raw oyster, with vinegar
on it, dov n your back. If you are
shaking hands with a lady, incline the
head forward with a soft and graceful
yet half timid movement, like a boy
climbing a barbed-wire fence with a 50-
jiound watermelon. Look gently in her
eyes with a kind of pleading smiles beam
on her features a bright and winsome
beam, say something that you have
heard someone else say on similar occa
sions, and in the meantime shake her
hand in a subdued yet vigorous way, not
as though you were trying to make a
mash by pulverizing her fingers, nor yet
in too conservative a manner allowing
her hand to fall with a sickening thud
when you let go. Care should be taken
also not to hang on to the hand more
than half an hour in public, as bystaud
ers might make remarks. This is now
considered quite outre and man
damus.
Ferret*.
The full-grown ferret Is aoout fourteen
inc'es long, and is noted for its great
strengto and boldness. Ferrets are bred
quite extensively in Europe for hunting
rabbits, rats and mice. Though regarded
us a domesticated animalt the ferret is far
f oui docile, and never shows an alTect'.on
for those who care for it. The natural
instinct of the animal is so strong that it
does not need to be trained to attack its
prey, though practice improves the ani
mal in its work, the chief gain being in
allowing themselves to be caught. The
ferret is always muzzled to prevent it
from killing its prey; if this precaution
is not taken, it will Buck the blood of its
victim and fall into a sleep from which it
will not arouse until the food is digested.
When sent out muzzled, the ferret will re
turn after the hunt to receive food. It
runs into the burrows of the rabbits, for
which animal the ferret seems to have a
natural enmity, and drives the timid crea
tures out, where they they are caught in
nets and snares set for them. A ferret
will soon rid a house of rats and mice, and
it is for this reason principally that the an*
mal is now bred and cared for by man.
It is weak and vicious peopia who
cast the blame on fate.
An avaricious man can have no high
opinion of Heaven.
Liberty can be safe when suffrage is
illuminated by eduoation.
If you play with a fool at home, h?
will play with you abroad.
NO 7.