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J C. SPRINGER,
Next Door to JOURNAL Store,
bkllkfontk, ... PA
C- G. McMILLEN,
Good Sample Room on First Floor.
Buss to and from all Train*. Special
tato* to witnesses and Jurors. 4-1
(Most Central Hotel in the City J
Corner MAIN and JAY Streets,
Lock Haven, Pa.
S. WOODS CALWKLL, Proprietor.
Good Sample Rooms for Commercial
Travelers on first floor.
J^ R - D. H. MINGLE,
Physician and Surgeon.
MAIN Street, MILLHKIM, Pa.
JOHN F. HARTER,
Office In 2d story of Touriiusoa's Gro
On MAIN Street, MILLHKIM, Pa.
• FASHIONABLE BOOT A SHOE MAKER
Shop next door to Foote'a Store, Main St.,
Boots, Shoes and Gaiters made to order, and sat
isfactory work guaranteed. Repairing done prompt
ly and cheaply, aud in a neat style.
8. R. PKALB. H. A. MCKEI.
PEALE Ac McKEE,
ATTORNEYS AT LAW,
Office opposite Court House, Bellefonte, Pu
C. T. Alexander. C. M. Bower.
a BOWER, .
ATTORNEYS AT LAW,
Office In Qarm&n's new building.
JOHN B. LINN,
ATTORNEY AT LAW,
Offloe on Allegheny Street.
ATTORNEY AT LAW.
Northwest corner of Diamond.
ATTORNEY AT LAW.
Office on Allegheny Street, 8 doors west of office
formerly occupied by the late Arm of Yocuin A
M. C. HEINLE,
ATTORNEY AT LAW.
Practices In all the courts of Centre County.
Special attention to Collections. Consultation*
In German or English. _____
ATTORNEY AT LAW.
All business promptly attended to. Collection
of claims a speciality.
J. A. Beaver. - . J. W. Geph&rt.
JgEAVER <fc GEPHART,
ATTORNEYS AT LAW.
Office on Alleghany Street, North of High.
ATTORNEYS AT LAW,
ATTORNEY AT LAW. '
Consultations In English or German. Office
in Lyon's Building, Allegheny Street.
nf*. HASnNOS. w. F. BBKDKB.
JJAS'iTNGS & REEDER,
ATTORNEYS AT LAW.
Office on Allegheny street, two doors east of the
offl e occupied lif the late firm of Yt*>— > Hast
iie pillketw iiirwl
TIIK OOLl) OF HOPE.
Hrrtfht stitues the sua, but brighter after ralti;
The clouds that darken uiske the sky more clear;
So rest ts sweeter when tt follows pain,
And tha sad parting makes our friends more dear.
'Tls well It should thus; our Father kno vs
The things that work together for our goed;
We draw a sweetuesa from our bitter woes -
We would not have all sunshine If we could.
The days, with all their beauty ami their light.
Come from the dark, und into dark return;
Day speaks of earth, but heaven shines through
Where iu the blue a thousand star-Ores burn.
So runs the law, lhe law of recompense.
That biuds our life on earth ami heaveu lu one;
Faith canuot live when all la sight anp sense.
But Faith eau live and sing when these are gone.
We grieve aud murmur for we can but see
The single thread that files iu silence l>> ;
When if we on y saw the tliiuga to in l ,
Our lips would breath a song, not sigh.
Watt, then, ui.v soul, and edge theda p kenlng cloud
With the bright gold that hope can always lend;
Aud tf to-day thou art with sorrow bowed,
Walt till to-moTOW, and thy grief shall end.
And when we reach the limit of our days.
Beyond the reach of ahadows and ot night.
Then shall our every look and voice be praise
To Uliu who shines, our everlasting light.
Better be Alt old mui's darling tliiiu a
young man's slave."
This had been Jessie Vernon's con
stant laughing answer to the many ques
tions heaped upon her as to her strange
choice—strange only because James
Usilton had been a man of twenty-five
when Jessie's violet eyes first h ul opened
upon the world.
She was nineteeu now, and he a man
Au old man's darling indeed,
His darling, yes; but in the light of
an old man, a hundred times no! #
The wonder lay that he should have
stooped from his grand height to her.
But he smiled sadly when he listened
to her repetition of these things.
"I don't think you quite realize the
gulf of years between us," he would ans
wer her. 4 'Think, Jessie—iu six more
years I shall be fifty, aud yon will
scarce be twenty-five. Are you sure,
darling—sure you will never regret?"
Once, when he had said to her some
thing like this she burst into tears.
"Hush, hush!" she entreated. "You
speak as though the heart might grow
old. As long, James, as Ido not seem
too frivolous a child to be honored by
your love, never again wound me by a
The words sank deep into his heart.
In future yearn he had sore need to
find comfort in their memory.
The wedding-day at last dawned clear
'He vowed, as he ottered the solemn
pledges at the ah or, that at any sacrifice
he would make her happiness.
Lt was a silent vow, but none the less
Two years passed on.
He would have held time back iu the
new joy of his experience.
Their boy was not a fortnight old
when he entered his wife's room with an
open letter in his hand.
She was resting in a large arm-chair,
the violet eyes bent downward with
new beauty in their depth to scan the
iittle face pillowed 011 her breast.
"See, little mother," he cried, "1
have just heard from Carl. He is com
ing home. He will be with us a most
"Oh. I shall be glad to know him,"
she replied; "but jealous, James —a
little jealous, I fear—you love him so
. "As well as though he were my son,"
he answered fondly. "No—no! I used
to sav that, but I know now differently.
It will be for him to feel jealous, my
darling, not for you. He will find two
usurpers in the plac • he use i to fill
And he stooped t J kiss the two faces,
lietween which he liked to trace the
Carl Howard had grown to Jessie al
most to be a household word.
He was her husband's ward—the son
of a friend who had been to him dearer
than a brother, and who, dying, had
constituted him sole guardian of his
The young man had jus t commenced
his college career when his father died.
After finishing it he had gone abroad,
and it had now been six years since his
leaving his native land*
To Jessie he seemed still a boy, for as
such James spoke of him.
Uncousciously, now that he was eom
ijg Lome, she found herself uevhiug
schemes for his amusement
He might find the ir country home
dull,beautiful as it was in its June dress,
Perhaps, now that she had grown
strong and well again, she might invite
a gay party of young peop'e to fill it.
But before she had time to put any of
her plans into execution. Carl arrived.
She and James were sitting together
on the piazza, when a carriage drove
hastily up, and out from it sprang a
young man, tall, broad-shouldered, and
even in the dim twilight, unmistakably
James started up to meet liim, taking
both outstretched hands in his in away
which showed how genuine was his *el
Then he led him proudly to his wife.
"Jessie, this isCail."
"Why, uncle," —this was the title he
had always given him since his child
MILLHKIM. IA., THURSDAY, JULY 13,1882.
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hood—"I thought this waa some little
girl visitiug you!"
Ami truly, iu her white wrapper,
buried in a great arm chair, Jennie
looked but a child.
All three laughed merrily.
The ice was broken—Uarl was one of
Looking back at that hWur, HH the
weeks sped on. how strange it sieiucd
to U>ek beyond.
B fore Carl came seemed almost a
blank, so did his young life till the place.
Jessie never had had a brother; but
she felt this gup iu her life was tilled
She and Carl were sworn friends.
It was he who rvnlo with her when
James oared not to go—who walked
with her when James was busy —who
stood ready at all times to be her hum
ble and devoted cavalier.
She had expected a mere boy; she
fouuda travelled man of the world, full
ten years her senior.
When she told him her plan to till the
house, he would not listen to it.
4 Let us be alone," he pleaded; and
she was but too willing to give assent.
It was u joyous summer.
They allowed no sovereignty save
Over all three, he held undisputed
sway. * •
4, You have made my uncle young
again," Carl said to her, one day.
"Hush!" she replied. Th§t is trea
son. We cannot make him what he
already is, or return to him what he has
4 'You are happy?" James would some
times say to her, yearningly—"quite
happy?" as though he dared not believe
in the sunny brightness of his life.
"Jessie," Carl began once, as they
sat alore together, 4, 1 am going to cou
lide to yon a secret no o:ie knows as
yet, uot even my uncle. I am iu love.
I have been lighting against it myself
for loug. In my wandering life 1 have
grown sceptical as to married happi ■
ness. What I have seen here has re
newed my confidence, and I intend to
put my fate to the test, and if I an. for
tunate, next summer I shall bring my
bride hero. Will you open your heart
to her too?"
"Indeed—indeed I will," she answer
And from that hour a new tie bound
44 Why do you not tell Jame !" she
would often ask him.
But he always answered;
Once he came to her with a letter in
his hand, his handsome face alight with
"lt is hll right, Jessie," he cried out.
4 'Oh, can I tell yoa how proud uud glad
I am? And it is to you I owe it. It is
you who taught me the power of 1< ve--
what it is, what it may do; you who
have given me this happiness I might
never else have tasted. Jessie —Jessie!
why did I not meet you earlier?"
"Oh, Carl, you can never love as I
do!" she answered, when something
sounded through the room as she utter
ed Hie last word.
Both glanced up.
The master of the house stood iu the
doorway, white and stern, but with an
awful sorrow in his kind eyes.
Jessie sprang to his side.
"What is it, darling? What has liap
Could it be that she did uot know he
hae overheard Carl's hist words to her?
he v. oudered.
Could it be that she had growu so ac
customed to their meaning that she
could not comprehend the awful vista
they opened before his hitherto blrtldod
Could it be that she was so versed in
deception that she could so readily call
up the old love-light in the sweet face,
where he liad thought to read the con
tent. he had given her?"
"It is nothing he said hoarsely and
Something in his manner hurt and
chilled her, but wheu they had next
met it had gone.
He was more watchful, more tender—
that was all.
Of the long dark hours he had passed
she could dream nothing.
"I strove to make her happiness," he
would repeat softly to himself, "at any
cost —at any cost. Aud it is still all my
fault; I threw them together. How
well they are suited to each other.
With each of them life is just beginning;
with me—oh Heaven—l would that it
had euded 'ere I lived to see this hour.
But how can I make her happiness—my
darliug's happiness? I will linda waj,
and Heaven will forgive the sin."
Three da} s passed.
Wliat had happened to her husband?
Once Jessie found his eyes fixed on
her face as though they would pierce
their way into her soul
"I believe James suspects we have a
secret" she said to Carl one day. "Will
you not let me tell him of your liappi
"Yes, you may tell him now," lie
answered. ."He will understand why
I give you my confidence, even before
In the twilight she knocked at the
There was no answer, and she opened
it softly and went in.
' A letter lay on'the table, addressed to
She tore it open, and with blanched
face and wide staring eyes, read the
"Good-by, my darling. I have found
out (liow matters not) that you and
Carl love each other. 1 do not blame
you. No momentary doubt of your
womauly truth and purity lias crossed
my mind, Jmt 1 swore to give you happi •
ness at any cost, and I go to ktmp my
oath. If ere long news of my sudden
accidental death ooiues to you. you will
know that I did not conut the cost
lightly, aud remember that 1 died bless
ing you, and that it is my wish you aud
Carl should fiml'vith eacli other the
happiness you missed with me. I could
uot hope,darling, to blend yotir young
life with mine, yet the dream while it
lasted was full i f sweetness. Perhaps
Heaveu will give it back to me iu eh rui
Like u spectre she hut-toued back to
the room she had lett. and thrust the
letter, on which the iuk was hardly dry
into Curl flowurd's hands.
"Find him," she moaned, "find him.
Bring him buck to me, or never let me
look again upon your face."
Then with a shrill scream from the
young lips, as the full extent of her
misery burst upon her, she fell fuiutiug
to the floor.
For hours she was unconscious; but
when at last llie violet eyes opened they
looked into her husband's face.
Carl had found aud brought him back
With a few hasty words nil had been
Through an accident of time the dread
verdict "Too late" hail not been pro
The handsome face bending over her
pillow was aged with misery, but to her
it had the light of eternal youth.
She heeded not bis pussionutc prayer
She forgot that he had wronged her;
only, with her clinging arms about hie
neck she drew him down—down to the
sacred shelter of her breast.
'1 he World'* Kml.
The belief that the world would oome
tc ail end in the year 1000 was associa
ted with, if not absolutely derived
from, a much older belief entertained
by the earliest astronomers of whom
ally records remain to us. Tlioy con
sidered that certain cyclic grinds of
the* planetary motions begin and end
with terrestial calamities, these calami
ties being of different characters ac
cording to the zodiacal relations of the
planetary conjunctions. Thus the an
cient Chaldeans taught (according to
Diodoius Siciilus) that when all tlie
planets arc oonjoiued in Capricorn us the
earth is destroyed by Hood ; when they
are all conjoined iu Cancer the earth is
destroyed by lire. But after each such
end comes the beginning Qf a new
cycle, at which time all things are orea
ted afresh. A favorite doctrine respect
ing those cyclic destructions was that
the period intervening between each
was the Annus Magnus, or great year
required for the return of the then
known planets to the position (of con
junction) which they were understood
to have hail at the beginning of the
great year. According to some this
period lasted 360,000 years; other as
signed to it 300,000 years, while ac
cording to Orpheus it lasted 120,000
years. But it was in every case a mul
tiple of a thousand years, and the sub
ordinate catastrophes wero supposed
to divide the great year into sets of so
manw thousand years.
Au Indian Hnme.
The uouse is situated m a natural locust
grove, on the Cherokee nation, such as
sprinkle the beautiful prairie to which
their nres< nee gives a name. It stands on
a slight ek vaiion in the midst of yard,
garOen, farm-steading auil Held. It is not
•f logs, as is most common, but is what in
the west is called a '* rame house,'' and is
built of sswad lumber from a neighboring
mill. Like all houses in a nnld climate
that invites to spend so much life out of
aoors, it has an ample piazza, furnished
with split or hide-bottomed chairs, and
containing a lixturo for a hand basin and
Tbe yard is decorated with native and
cultivated flowers, rose trees in largo
growth and of luxuriant bloom,and honey
suckle wearing an odoriferous mantle of
blossoms. Within the house is comforta
bly furnished with aut que bedsteads and
cases of drawers that are evideutly heir
looms, and perhaps came to the country
with the emigraVon of the Cuerokee peo
pie Two ancient oil painting ornamented
the walls—the father and mother of our
h (Mess —taken in old age by some artist
who v.sued the country, and representing
in both m6ianeis siriking countenances,
having bee n the captain of a Cherokt e
company tdat fought the hostile Creeks at
the battle of tbe Horse Shoe under Audrew
Jackson. Tin-types portraits of our host
and hostesfi.and the heir of the lamily, a
bright boy now at school aUhe male semi
nary at Tahlequab, complete tfce picture
gallery. A few books and a number of
newspapers furnish the reading matter.
Everything is neat and clean, showing the
presence of a notable housewife.
POVERTY is hard, but debt is horrible;
a man might as well have a smoky
house and scoldiug wife which are said
to be the two worst evils of our life.
ROUMANIA exce's all other countries in
Europe in the production of Indian coin.
The average yield is thirty-four bushels
per acre, the total crop aggregating aboat
Tli World'* Champion Oarauian.
Ever since Edward Haulan first ap
peared in liia shell, winning races over
all comers, his style has been the sub,
joot of criticism and attempted descrip
tion by watermen and newspaper
wri era. To the writer who has
watched the ehainpion in practice fthd
races, 110 writer seems to have as fully
mastered the reason for his success like
a recent critic in the Loudon Sports
man. In the first place he states that
Hani an has improved greatly in the
past two years. He appears to have
"filled out" slightly; his muscles, as
iu common with men of his age, have
hardened and acquired more power
and his style of propelling a racing
craft has. if anything become more
beautifully perfect. The reasons as
signed for Hanlan's progress are that
lie has tried every improvement iu
boats, fittings and sculls, has brought
intelligence to bear upon the subject of
sculling, and hsis taken wonderful care
of himself. He is discreet in the selec
tion of his food, but has stepped out
side of cherished traditions. He is no
advocate for the consumption of half
raw chops or badly underdone cutlets,
winch was once supposed to be so
strengthening, nor does he entirely,
refrain from light puddings or other
little delicacies.to vary the daily menu.
He recognizes the theory that the ab
sorption of fluids rather than the con
sumption of solids prevents the frame
from beiug relieved of superfluous
flesh. While he does not wholly ab
stain from intoxicants, lie has always
been a temperate man. Before Han
lau will consent to start in a race he
must know by actual trial that his boat
is in harmony with himself. He adjusts
the l>oat to his action not his action to
the boat. But the l>est part of the
criticism relates to his stroke. As it
displays a thorough understanding of
the art of rowing and describes a stroke
w inch has been phenomenally success
ful, we give it at length for the benefit
of our aquatic friends The sportsman
says, "Banian is careful to drop his
sculls iu a cleanly and neat style into
the water, not dipping too deep, but
merely exercising caution that the
blades shall be well covered. His
chief strength is exerted when the sculls
are at perfect right angles with the
boat; lie pulls bis stroke through with
an even exertion of strength and inva
riably fiuishes with a powerfu
"wrench," if that word is appropriate
It should be noticed that he never con
cludes his slide until he has completed
his stroke. Thus the muscles of the
arms, shoulders, badk and legs work in
perfect haimony. Wheu he has flu.
ished with a vigorous effort he whips
his sculls out of the water like light
ning, aud under the influence of his
final "thrust" the boat is naturally pro
gressing until he gets to work again.
We have seen scores of oarsmeu who
put their full power into the initial
effort and closed very languidly. The
mere fact of their allowing the sculls
the drag in the water even for an in
stant must necessarily deprive the
light shell of seme of its "way," aud
thus we have that jerky style of pro
gressing but too commonly noticeable.
We shall not be wrong if we say Hau
lau fiuishes up quite as strongly as he
begins his stroke, aed we really believe
if some of our representatives will perl
severiugly endeavor to adopt tlii
method they may be gratified with ths
Among the receutly_ granted patents
is one for the oooliug of duelling houses
offices, hotels, etc., by means of com
pressed gas, which is conducted from a
street mam into the premises in pipes
like ordinary gas. Tbe compreseed gas
on being allowed to expand within a
suitable recept cle, produces a very low
temperature. Thus the housekeeper,
simply by turning the gas faucet, will
be able to make ice, supply the dwel
ling in hot weather with cold air. and
produce all forms and degrees of re
rigerations with the utmost, facility.
fOur houghs being now supplied from
street mains with cold water, hot water,
compressed gas, and electricity, we now
only need, to complete the comforts of
.iviug, a milk main and tea and coffee
mains: after which perhaps the public
will call for soup pipes.
w t-iiiu tou'H LOB Cabin.
The log cabin which Washington
made his headquarters when a surveyor
in the va'ley of Virginia still stands in
tact over the spring at Soldier's Rest,
Clarke County. Soldier's Rest was
built by General Daniel Morgan, of Re
vo utionarv fame. When bruised and,
bloody from the numerous tights with
which he was wont to celebrate Court
day iu the neighboring town of Berry
vil'le, he weuld retire to the old spring
house, where his wife would bathe his
head and bind up his wounds. The
cabin is now used as a dairy.
The J:iurnev <>f lite Hell.
The journey into London of Great
Paul, the new and monster bell designed
for St. Paul's Cathedral, was attended
with many difficulties, some of them
great. Several times the road gave way
beneath the weight, until the truck
Decame half buried in the earth.
Wherever the road wss soft the wheels,
though very broad, would sink into the
soil, so that on a certain day only about
fifty yards of the journey was traversed.
The reporter saw two horses dashing
down a street in Salt Lake City wth a
few pieces of the harness left and also a
portion of the running gear of the car
riage. He made directly for the spot
where the horses had left the carriage,
and by following the track of spokes,
hubs, and fragments of the carriage
soon reached the wreck. There was a
man standing by looking at it with s jme
"How'd tli's happen?" asked the
"Dam fino," rejoined the man.
"Horse kind of runaway, I guess."
"(Jan you give me any particulars?"
"Well, no, I did not see the first of it
Guess didn't amount to anything any
how. Got scared at somethin, I
4 'Well now, stranger, I couldn't say.
4 Pears to me somebody did mention it,
but 1 forgot now who 'twas. Ain't
much acquainted in the ward anyhow."
"Do you know anyb dy that does
"Guess the horses got skoered some
The reporter calls on eight or ten eye
witnesses of the scene and none have
sufficient intelligence to give any ac
count of the accident, wbieh happened
right under their noses. All seem to
labor under the impression that they
will be arrested and sentenc d to ten
years' hard labor in the Pen tentiary if
they impart a single scrap of informa
tion. Inside of ten minutes the man
first interviewed reaches home and his
memory l>egins to liven up. He tells
his wife all al>out it.
—"I tell you, Sal, I never saw aueh an
all fired runaway as I saw just a while
ago. Billy Brown's two horse team ran
away, threw Mrs. Brown aud two
children out and knocked old Brown
senseless. I was right there aud
helped to carry him over to Thomp
son's The buggy struck a tree aud
smashed the daylights out of it. Guess
Brown will die. They say his leg was
broke, left leg, just below the knee, and
Mrs. Brown's jaw was smashed. The
chi'ilren, Betsy and Clara, wasn't hurt
"I suppose it'll be in a "paper in the
"Bet you don't see a line there; re
porters are too cussed lazy to hunt an
item anyhow, and then they never get it
In the morning the man looks in his
paper and cusses it for not giving fuller
I'm Her Hu*b.ind.
Once, when Mine. Rentz and her
fanialo minstrels were perfotming in
San Francisco, a well known Front
street merchant —one of the front or
chestra-seat brigade, whose head was
more clear than level—waited around
the stage entrance to the Standard
Theater after the performance trying to
conceal a handsome bouquet under his
For a long time he k< pt peering at
the different specimens of Mme. Rentz's
sirens, as they put up their umbrellas
nnd trotted away in the rain. After waiting
patiently foi about an hour, he approach
ed an individual with a rtd scarf and a
slouched hat who stood smoking a ci
gar at the entrance, and Raid:
"Can you tell me, sir, if Miss Chlor
iqe has gone home yet?"
"Oh, yes, been gone haT an hour,"
replied the slouch hat party cheerfully.
Those flowers for her?"
"I'll give 'em to her—see her later,"
said the obliging man.
"Will you? Tnat's very kind sur
"Oh, not at all," said the man, smel
ling the bouqu t with the arof a con
noisseur. "Anything else?"
"Well—ahem! —yes. Just give her
this pair of ear-rings."
"Certaiulv. What name shall I
"Just say that *B:by Mine'—she'll
understand—sends love, aud says 2.30
at the same place to morrow."
"I'll just make a mem. of that," said
the red-tie man, writing on his Bliirt
euff, "2.30, same place to-morrow. All
right. Auything lse?"
"No, that's all Sure you'll se her
"And you'll get a chance to spa ik to
her when there is no one around?"
"Oh, dead sure. You see, I'm her
"Baby Mine" faiuted, and was sent
to liis home in a hack.
A Ma alter.
Just before a Western-liound train
left the Union depot, a masher with his
little grip-sack slid around to a woman
standing near the ticket office and re
"Excuse me, but can I be of any as
sistance in purchasing your ticket?" •
"No, sir!" was the short reply.
4 4 Beg | ardun, but I shall be glad to
see that your trunk is properly checked,"
"It has been checked, sir."
4 4 Yes—aliem —you goj West, I pre
"Going as far as Chicago?"
44 Yes, sir."
"Ah—yes —to Chicogo. I also take
the train for Chicago. Beg your par
don, but did't I meet you in Buffalo
44 Ah! Then it was in Syracuse?"
"No? I wonder where I have seen
4 4 You saw me enter the depot about
five minutes ago with my husband, I
4 4 Yes, sir, and if you'll only say
around here three minutes longer you'll
make the fifth fellow o: your kind that
he has turned over to the coroner this
month!" - - -
Some masher would have made a run
for it,*but this one didn't. He went off
on the gallop, and as he wanted to go
light he left his grip-sack and a ton of
brass behind him.
A few days ago an elegantly dressed
lady called on one of the best known
mad doctors in Paris, and in a voice
broken with sobs exclaimed; "Doctor,
you are my only hope now. My poor
son is a monomaniac; he is quite harm
less: his idee Axe is that he is a cashier
in bonk, and to everybody ho meets he
presents a bill or account and demands
payment. He has already got himself
and me into serious difficulties, and I
don't know what to do." And here the
tears began to course each other down
the fair pleader's cheeks. The doctor
did his best to cheer the unhppy mo
ther, asked her various quest ons, and
Anally gave some hope of curing the
boy. She dried her tears, and said she
would leave her son in his hands. .'T
will bring him to you to-morrow; but
oh! doctor, the separation will be cruel,"
Naxt morning she appeared with the
l>oy. "Tell your master," she* said to
the servant who opened the door, "that
the pel son he expects is here," and,
taking a parcel from her son's hands,
told him to wait a few minutes. Bhe
then retired by a side entrance which
the doctor had shown her, and had ad
vised her to pass in order to avoid a
mournful, and, perhaps, exciting fare
well with her son. Quarter of an hour
pa sed, the Doctor entered the waiting
room, and the young man presented his
acoount. "Quite right, my lad, I will
settle it with you directly," and he felt
the young men's pulse. "Normal pulse"
says the man of science. • 'My account,"
*ays the young man. "my master will
be uneasy; please give me the money at .
onoe." But the doctor gazed AxedJy at
him, and tried to feel his pulse. "Let
go!" exclaimed the monomaniac, get
ting into a passion. "Pay me at once,
and don't make a fool of yourself."
"Violent attack," says the doctor
calmly, and he pulled the bell rope
rather violently. "The shower bath,"
he explained to his two attendants; and
in a twinkle the young man was rtrip
ped, and a stream of ice-cold water
pouring over him.
He howled, he kicked, but uselessly.
When the doctor came to see the effect
of the operation, he was much surprised
to Aud his patient madder than ever;
vowing vengeance at one moment, and
the next imploring his torturers to seDd
to a jeweler in the Hue de la Paix and
ask him to oome and release him. Wnen
the doctor heard the word "jeweler." a .
light broke upon him. He dispatched
an attendant to the Hue de la Paix, and
in a few minutes tne jeweler appeared
upon the scene. He turned somewhat
pale when matters were explained to
him, for he saw himself robbed of
26.0K3 francs by a most ingenious chev
aliier d'iodustrie. She had chosen
jjweiry to that amount, but not having
t -ie money with her she had said; Let
your clerk come with me; I live in the
Avenue d'Evlau, and my husband will
pay the account"
The SiM of It.
A citizen bad bad occasion to consult
a lawyer regarding a suit wbtcb he con
templated instituting, but of the defin
ite outcome of which he was in doubt
He did not wish to pay a retaining fee,
because he was uncertain of winning.
The attorney said he would acoept a
contingent fee. The party met Mr.
Burleigh some time afterward and ask
ed him the definition of a contingent
"A contingent fee," jooosely said Mr
Burleigh, is this: "If a lawyer loses the
case he gets nothing. If he wins you
"But," said the perplexed party,
scratching his head, "I can't say that j
exactly comprehend you."
"I thought I was quite clear,*' said
Mr. Burleigh, who repeated what he
"But it seems that I don't get any
thing in either event," said the man,
when his intellect had fully grasped the
"\Yell, that is about the size of a con
tingent fee." replied Mr. Burleigh,
terminating the conversation.
A Spouse Bath.
H was rot in McFaddm's drug store
that a young and sprightly school tea
cher last week addressed the clerk:
"I would like a sponge bath."
"Ah, oh, a—will you please repeat,
I did not quite understand you?" stam
mered the clerk.
"I would like a good sponge bath,"
again demanded the customer, while a
pair of sharp gray eyes, beaming with
wonder and impatienoe, made him trem
More dead than alive he managed to
tell his fair visitor his inability to catch
"Well, I never! If this isn't queer!
I think I speak intelligently enough. I—
At this moment the pro; netor whis
"She wants a bath sponge."
At the same moment she comprehen
ded the trouble and fled from the store
before she could be recogDized by any
one, but too late! A gentleman raised
his hat to her, passed in and all was dis
He who frets is never the one who
mends, heals, who repaii-s evils; more
he discourages, enfeebles, and too often
disables those aroiind him, who, but
for the gloom and the depression of his
company, would do good work and keep
up brave cheer. And when the fretter
is one who is beloved, whose neamees
j of relation to us makes his fretting even
1 at the weaher st em almost like a per
sonal reproach to us. then the misery
of it becomes indeed insupportable,