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BELLEFONTE, PA Office on Allegheny street, two doors east of the office occupied by the lam firm of Yeg*> Hast ings. lie pillleiti iiieial MKUNUK. Rtht is rijfht, and wrong la wrong, Vet they mix lu deed ami aoug ; Men can hardly set apart Kit her guidance of the heart. Half a thousand loves tuay die, ' Like tilue violets round us 11"; Karuest Hope may rise and at; litght and wrong are mingled yet. Heel them up together, friend, Knots and tangles to the eud; You nor 1 may hope to Bud Purer earthllueas to wind. Right is right, and wrong is wrong, But 1 cannot Bud a a ,, n<r Filled with either wrong or r.gh*, Constant to the eudmg quite. PAUL CHESTER'S LOVE. She was swinging on the gate, amos undignified aetioa on the part of a gir well in her teens, but at. first glance on© could see that neither dignity nor any thing approaching it belonged to pretty Christie Norwell. She was small and blonde, with short, curling hair, and merry blue eyes that were never grave, and red lips that always smiled. It was Quite a differout face, the one opposite her, for the eyes wore an earnest, trouble expression, and the mouth dropped sorrowfully at the cor ners. " Chrisite," Blanche Glennou was say ing in low, reproachful toues, "how could you be so cruel last night?" "Cruel! I would'n harm a creature for the world," Christie returned lightly; " I know what you mean, I danoed with Mr. Armstrong three times and only once with Paul. What of that ? ••It wasn't that alone. You slighted Paul all the evening, knowing, too how he dislikes Dudley Armstrong, You realize it, Christie, its well as I do; and if you care anything for Paul Chester o his loye, you must be kiuder." "Paul has no reason to dislike Mr. Armstrong; he is a perfect gentleman, and—" "I do not agree with yon," Blanche interrupted. "Ho is handsome and polished but he is not a true man. 1 would be careful, if I were you, lest in an unguarded moment, I committde myself," Something like anger flashed into Christie's eyes, and then faded ; a smile half-scornful, half-anused, curved her lips. " What a wise cousin it is !" she said mockingly, " You always agree with Paul. If you were not so anxious to have me tie him to my apron strings, I should think you were in love with him yourself." Blanche turned away with heighten ed color, and her cousin did not see the look of unutterable grief and longing that filled the dark eyes. The words spoken in jest contained a deep and sad significance for Blanche Glennon, for with all the strength and fervor of her true, womanly heart she loved Paul Chester, the man whose cause she was pleading. And the boon she craved, she would have given her life to win, all were bestowed on gay, careless Christie, who valued them so lightly. Christie slingged her shoulders and laughed softly when her cousin left her. " I wonder what she would say if she knew all," she thought. "She would be inexpressibly shocked, i sappose After all, where's the harm ? Poor Paul is kept in an agony of suspense and jealousy, and the girls are dying o envy." Aud so her thoughts wandered on, touching on one subject and then another. What would Paul say if he could know that the rose he had fasten ed in her hair had found a resting place in Dudley Armstrong's vest pocket? What would he say if he could have seen that gentleman in the act of clasp ing a bracelet on Chaistie's arm, stoop to press his moustached lips to the small, white hand? Above all, what would he think when, on the morrow,, seated behind Armstrong's spirited grays she dashed by bis office window ? What he thought she never knew, for beyond a quick, reproachful glance from his dark eyes when next they met Paul Chester gave no token of anger or disaproval. That glance troubled Christie more than many words would have done, and a dim conviction that she was doing wrong entered her thoughtless brain. But with her usual self-will and im petuosity, she went on, in defiance of Blanche's pleadings and remontrances. Whether she drove, rowed or walked Armstrong was her constant attendant, and Paul drew aside, wai'.ing calmly for the end to come. He still loved Christie. She was so childlike and thoughtless he could not censure her ; she was so tender and win some at times he could not turn away from her; and so he waited, hoping that some day she would realize her folly, and return to the true, patient Leart always ready to receive her. On his way to the Norwell cottage one September afternoon, he was salut ed by an acquaintance from the city. "So you've got Armstrong with you," the new-comer said, during the conver sation. "By Jove, that man's clever, and no mistake." " You know him, then ?" i "Yes, he used to belong to a club of MILLHEIM, PA., THURSDAY. OCTOBER 5,1882. ours. Know liim well, aud his wif too." "His wife 1 Is he a married manY" The young man laughed heartily. " Woll that's a good joke. He's been passing as a single man, has he, and breaking the girls' hearts ? Auothe dodge of his. Yea, Cheater, he'a got a wife, and she's a deuced aight too g<x*l for him. That man's a villain, out and out. Come to think of it, 1 believe 1 did hear a remark last night to the ef feet that he was very devoted to a young lady of this place, a beauty and an heir ess, or something of the sort." Paul continued his walk with a new subject for thought. Christie's eye would be opened at last; she could be blind no longer in the face of the truth he possessed, and ho felt glad for her sake, at least, that ho could at last bring her to a realization of her danger, Blanche met lum at the door. Her face was unusually pale, and her eyes glittered like stars. "Oh, i am so glad you caiue," she said, eagerly. "Paul, Christie has gone I" "Oono? Whero?" " Bead this; ii will explain all." And she placed in his hand a tiny' crumpled note, though there was a sen tence written there she would gladly have effaced. "lam goiug to New York with Mr. Armstrong to be married. You will blame me I know, but by-and-by you will be kinder. lam sorry Paul ever me loved me and hope he will forgive. Perhaps he will turn to you, now. I hope so, for I think you love him, and you will make him a better wife than I could have done. Good-bye." CHRISTIE. There was something in Paul's face as he finished the perusal of the hastily penned lines that brought a flush to Blanche's cheek, aud her bps trembled. It was so unkind of Christie to write those last words. It seemed almost like a taunt, and touched a tender chord of the girl's sensitive heart, bringing back with renewed strength the pain and sorrow sho was endeavoring to live down. " What shall we do ?" she asked. Then like a flash, came to Paul his friend's words: "Yes, Chester, he's got a wife." Oh, if the foolish, reck less girl had only known ! In a few words he explained the situa tion to Blanche, and then hastened away, resolved to save Christio if pos sible. There were fifteen hours of an xiety and suspense, then a telegram reached Blanche from New York. "She is safe. Will return to-iught." It was net the gay, heedless Christie that camo back to the little cottage, but a sobered, thoughtful womau. Exper ience is a stem teacher, but lier lessons are sure and never forgotten. "1 am so glad." said Blanche to Paul, a few days after their return ; " for your sake as well as Christie's You have been very patient with her." Paul looked thoughtful but made no reply. "Blanche," he said, at last, "do yon remember what Christie's note contain ed ?" She gave a little gasp, and retreated from him. "It is unkind of you to remind me of that," she said, in low, reproachful tones. 1 * Christie " "Do not mention her now. I have learned a lesson, too. Blanche, it is you I want, not Christie ; will you como?" She did not speak, but her eyes met his, and he read his answer there. A Ruined Romance. Everybody has read about Dick Tur pin, who was executed, not, as has been supposed, for gallant robberies, but for the lower crime of horse stealing. In stead of being an excellent fellow, with an impulsive heart, Turpin was a low wretch, petty, selfish, common and brutal. The late Mr. A ins worth made him a prominent character of "Rock ford." In reality he was a farmer's son in the eouuly of Essex, east of Lon don, sent to a common school, and apprenticed to a butcher in White chapel, the worst end of London city, and there he became noted for his bru tal disposition, his love of fighting, tackling people and cudgeling his horse. When his apprenticeship expired ho married a young woman and returned to Essex county, at Eastham, and started the butcher business; and it occurred to him that he had better steal cattle than buy them, and so he deliberately sold in bis shop the cattle of his neighbors, and when two oxen were traced to him and a warrant ob tained, he jumped out of the back win dow of his house as the officer entered the front door, and this made him an outlaw, his wife furnishing him with money to join a gang of smugglers on the coast. This gang was broken up by the custom house officers very soon; and then Turpin went to deer stealing in Epping Forest, which lies to the north east of London, and in it were several fine parks of gentlemen containing deer. This business was not remu nerative, and the band resolved to be house-breakers; and, while one of them knocked at -the door, the others would rush in as soon as it was opened, and make away with whatever they could lay their hands on. In the course of these adventures they heard of an old woman in the village who kept about £BOO in her house, and when she came to the door they forced their way in, tied her and her maid, and Turpin told the old woman he would set her on fire if she did not reveal where the money was. She, refusing, was actually placed on the fire and kept there until her torin enting pains made her point out where she had concealed the gold, and they stole £4OO and ran away. This entirely disposes of the romantic origin of Dick Turpin, Herbert Waru's Keveuse. Victor Torrens and Herbert Warne were not a weU matched pair. Save m age and social |Kwitlon there was nothing in com mon between them; aud to their home acquaintance it would have caused a gen uine surprise could they have seen them as they sal sipping coffee aud smokii g cigarettes together one evening in a iiatty little cafe in the American quarter of Paris. Mottling is more sirikiug than the effect of meeting in a slrauge land one whom you have known in your own. If a friend, he seems a brother; and him for whom you had felt indifference before.you greet as a cherished friend. Aud so these two young men, whose intercourse at homo bad never exceeded the bounds of distant civility, met each other here with a warmth of cordiality as real, to outward seeming, as though it had spruug from years of closest intimacy. "It's too bail," said Herbert, dribbling a few drops of brandy upon a lump of sugar blazing upon a spoon balanced over his cup—"it's too bad. Victor, that you should run away to morrow after this pleasant accidental meeting. Couldn't you stop a few weeks, Just to brace up a bit after your year of High Dutch and bad beer at that outlandish university? I should think it would require a month, at least, to take the taste out of your mouth." "Ot wliich?—the lingo or the lager?" "Both!" replied the other, with an em phasis indicative of the impartiality of his aversion. "Come, Torrens, be a good fellow and stay till we've done Paris to gether." "Impossible;" returned Victor; "I have an imperative engagement to ke i p." "Oh! put it off—an engagement can always be postponed for pleasure." "Not (hi* one," said Victor —"besides, there cau be no pleasure greater than that of keeping it," he was on the point of ad.d ding, but checked himself, uot caring to biut thai his engagement was to marry Myra (Jarleton. He and Myra hail been long betrothed; and, now that Victor was about coining home for good, the two had settled by their letters the day on which their wed ding should take place. "Remain a month, and I'll return with you," urged Herbert Warne. "1. too, have a b >mc engagement, but u can wait." "It's hardly as pressing as mine, then." "I dou't know," Herbert ausweied. "Cau anything be more important," he whispered across the table, "than an en agement to be married?'* "That is rather particular," assented Victor. "Especially when the lady is not enly pretty, but rich." ••Do I know her?" "1 hardly thiuk said Heibert "Her name is—but no, I *on't mention it. You see, our engagement a secret x©l - I'll give you a glimpse of her picture; that won't be telling, will it?" Herbert Wayne produced a handsome locket of which he touched tbe spring, revealing a miniature of a bright, girlish face surpassingly beautiful and charming. Victor started as though an adder had etung him. The fuce was that of Myra Carleton. "And she—she has promised tc —lobe your—wife?" he gasped, a ghostly pallor overspreading his quivering features. "What an unflattering question, my dear fellow! Am 1 such an ungainly monster that every fair maiden, must, perforce, be frightened at me?" "And and —she gave you that minia ture?" "You don't suppose I 6tole It, do you, Torrens? But what on earth's the matter, man? Upon mjr word, you've a strange way of congratulating a fellow on his good fortune!" Recovering himself with an effort, Vic tor asked with forced calmness: "When is your marriage to take place?" "Oh! as soon as 1 return. 1 haven't been silly enough to tie myself down to a day certain. I mean to see a httle of Pans first." As soon as he could, Victor excused himself and sought his lodgings. At first he thought of writing to tax Myra with her perfidy; but on reflection he decided to go his way in silence, concealing, as far as practicable, from the faithless oue the misery she had caused him. After a month's wandering from one European city to another, Victor at last turned his face koruewartL It his heart's anguish was yet unassuaged, he had at least learned to hide it. Every day. as he neared his native land, he felt nis trepidation increase. He almost wished he hail remained abroad. If chance threw Myra in his way, would he have the strength to so conduct hiucself as to convince her that she was completely banished from his heari? This he was resolved to do at any cost, but the ordeal was one he dreaded. The day Victor lauded he met one of his best and oldest friends, who returned his greeting with a coolness and reserve so marked that he could not forbear saying: "Y'ou do not appear over glad to see me, Jasper" "If Ido not," returned the other, "you can scarcely be at a loss for the reason." "But I assure you 1 am at a loss," ans - wered Victor, eyeing his friend curiously. "One who engages the affections of an artless girl and appoints a day to marry her, and then absents himself without a word of explanation, leaving her to bear as best she mav the humiliation of such a slight, and at laet to die of a broke* heart, can scarcely wonder that auy honorable man should wish to strike him from his list of Iri nds." "Do not tell nie that Myra Carlton is dead!' cried Victor, in a tone of agonized appeal. "It is not your merit that she is not," was the leproachful answer. "Ever since that day, when in her bridal robes she waited your arrival, insisting to indignant friends that some accident had detaiued you, till, ac last, hope died even m her hopeful heart, she has drooped and with ered like a blight 3d rosebud, her only con solation being that grief kills at last!" "But," replied Victor, "It was not I who proved faithless; it was she who trans ferred to another the affection she had pledged to me " "Who told you that?" "Herbert Warne He showed me her picture in Pans, and said she had prom ised to be his wife." " Then tbe villain simply lied." "But the picture —he said she had given it to him." "Have you forgotten that Herbert Warne is a skillful art'st, and could easily steal an opportunity of painttug Myra's likeness, or could even produce it from memory? Trust rne his story about the picture is as false as the rest. If Myra had given you up for Herbert Warue, why lki r .k you, should she have prepared to marry you on the dsy appointed, and bro ken her heart because you did not come?" Without a moment's waste of time Vic tor tlew to Mvra's home lie Deeded no assurance of lier truth now; and when she told him how, in his absence, Herbert Warne bail sued for her band and been rejected, the motive of the mean revenge he had attempted seemed so plain that Victor exclaimed against his own stupidity in not haviug at once divined the truth. Myra needed little jiersuading to forgive Victor for his lapse of trust; and ltg aston ishing how soon the drooping rosebud re gained its blooming freshness. ifroke George Up. 1 lie best-natured woman in the United States lives lu Austin. She has been married a number of years to a man named Ferguson, but she and her husband have never had a quarrel yet, and he has frequently boasted that it is utterly impossible to make her angry. Ferguson made several desj>erate at tempts to see if he could uot exasperate her to look cross or scowl at him, merely to gratify his curiosity, but the more outrageously lie acted, the more affable and loving she behaved, Last week he was talking to a friend about what a hard time he had trying to find out if his wife had a temper The friend offered to bet SSO that if Ferguson were to go home drunk, raise a row, and pull the table cloth full of dishes off the table sir© would show some signs of annoyance. Ferguson said he didn't want to rob a friend of his money, for he knew he would win; but they at lust made the bet of SSO, the friend to hide in the front yard aud watch the proceedings of the convention through the window. Ferguson came home late, ami appar ently fighting drunk. She met liiiu at the gate, kissed him, and assisted his tottering steps to the house. He sat down tiard in the middle of the floor, and howled out: "Confound your ugly picture, what did you mean by pulling tliut chair from under me?" "Oh, I hope you didn't hurt yourself. It is my awkwardness, but I'll try and not do it again." and helped him to his feet, although she had nothing in the world to do with his fulling. He then sat down on the sofa, aud sliding off on the floor, abused her like a pickpocket for liftiug up the other end of the sofa, all of whrch she took good naturedJy; aud finally she led him to the supper table. He threw a plate at her but she acted as if she had not noticed it and asked him if he would take tea or eoflee. Then the brute seized the table cloth and sat down on the floor, pulling the dishes and every thing else over with him in one grand crash. What did this woman do? Do you suppose she grumbled and talked about going home to her ma, or tbat she sat down and cried like a f >ol, or that she sulked or pouted? Not a bit of it. With a pleasent smile she said: "Why, George, that's a new idea, ain't it? We have lieen married ten years and have never yet ate our supper on the floor, won't it be fun—just like those picnics we used to go to before we got married?" and then thia angelic woman deliberately sat down on the floor along side of the wretch, arranged tho dishes and fixed him up a nice supper. This broke George all up. He owned up he was only fooling her, and offered to give her the SSO to get her a new hat, but she took the money and bought him a new suit of clothes and a box of cigars. Heaven will have to le repaired and whitewashed before it is fit lor that kind of a woman. Electric Light Compann "Preparations are making for a serious contest among the various electric-light companies, involving the right to make and sell lamps whose •illuminating portion consists of a filament oi carbon, heated to incande scence in an exhausted glass globe by means of an electric current. At pres ent, although at least four varieties of the incandescent lamps, are made and extensively used, under the names of different patentees, the Edison Company claims to own the exclusive right to the manufacture, by reason of the priority of its patents. Hitherto the Edison Company, being occupied with other matters, seems to have taken no steps to make its claim good, unless tho rather discreditable squabble with tho United States Company at the time of the Electric Exhibition in Paris could be called a legal measure, but it has never failed to assert it m the most sweeping terms. Every one knows the appearance of the Edison lamp, with its pe ir-shaped bulb of clear glass, containing a loop of blackened bamboo fibre. The Maxim lamp, which is next to tho Edison, most used in this country, has a loop of charred card-board, to which consis tency has been given by heating in hydro-carlion vapor so as to precipitate finely divided carbon in its pores, en closed in an oblong bulb of opal or ground glass; the Swan lamp employs charred cotton thread ag a Conductor, and the Lane-Fox, which, with the Swan lamp, is generally used in England, uses the root-fibres of Italian grass,strengthened, like the Maxim card-board filament, by heating iu hydro-carbon vapor. Of these forms the Edison, although of very recent invention, is said, probably with truth, to have been the first oi the kind patented in the United States, and his company claims that the manufac ture or use of any similar apparatus in this country miringes those patients, which cover all electric lamps having a continuous conductor, of any material whatever, aud an exhausted enclosed globe. IF you see a reu-iaced, sliort-liaired, close shaved strainer on the street, with a wide mouth, and ears standing straight out like side lamps on a hack, you may know he came here to see the prize tight. A Dog-Fight In Court. One of tne most amusing trials that has been witnessed in New York took place at Cairo, Greene county, recently. The title of the case was Delamater vs. Delomater, and the controversy was over the ownership of a wagon. From the evidence it appears that the plain tiff, when about seventeen years of age, worked for a farmer and handed over his earnings, aggregating about SIOO, to his < ather, the defendant in this ac tion. Subsequently the father bought a wagon, and daring the past ten years has made several trades, and now the son claims the last wagon on the ground that the first wagon was purchased with his earnings. The case has been going on before 'Squire Hill, who acts as Judge, clerk, and in tlio absence of a stenographer, takes down every ques tion and answer in full. The numerous tilts between Counselor Osljorn, who appeared for the plaintiff, and Counselor Griswold, who appeared for the defen dant, kept the spectators, who were for the most port New Yorkers stopping at the various hotels in the Catskil s, in a continuous roar of laughter. The court was held in an old, dilapi dated building, formerly used as a church, and an old gentleman passing, mistaking it for such, entered and sang several hymns before he could be con vinced of the majesty of the law. It is not customary to remove hats on enter ing the court, and during most of the session the counsel and many of the villagers who strolled in passed the time in smoking cigars or pipes, and two men stretched themselves at full length on the bench in frentof the 'Squire. On one occasion while crossing the bench to speak to a friend a portion of the platform gave way and precipitated the 'Squire to the floor, but he was imme diately picked up by several friends and, alter bracing up at Jennings' hotel, close by, resumed his seat and the pro ceedings went along until a question of law was raised, when the 'Squire left the court to procure his copy of the statutes, aud the manner in wliich he overruled objections on his return was something wonderful. During one of the frequent intermissions several dogß that had followed their owners into oourt got into a tight, and for a time things were lively. One young man, who thought it to much trouble to rarie a window, pushed out several panes of glass; but as the 'Squire was busy taking down a question no attention was paid to it. Tne 'Squire has uot yet rendered his decision. Education In Clilna. Yung Lung, one of the Chinese Edu cational Commissioners says the lakior of an education commences at a very early period in the life of a Chinese stuueut, nor is it relinquished uutil the disciple is buried puder the earth. The examiuatious are very strictly conducted and where one takes a degree a hun dred fail. It is an interesting sight to see so many gray headed meu who have been defeated a score of times still work ing away to gain entrance once more to tho examination halls, eager to try again lor the decree which has so many Unies eluded their grasp. "The military quarters are on a smaller scale anil are inferior in all re spects, consisting chiefly of rows of barracks, without order or anything but unwholesome stenches. Here assemble about 1,000 cadets each year. From the cadet no great proficiency in letters is required, yet preierence is given to the man who can add learning to his more warlike accomplishments. Strength aud activity, skill in archery and ex pertness in horsemanship are much commended if not the avowed requisites tor passing. To give you an idea of the thoroughness of a Chinese educa tion, I must begin at the beginning," pursued Mr. Lung. "The child wnen lrom five to eight years old begins the study of the phonetic characters com prehending tne alphabet He learns botn to read and write them. He is ex pected when ten years of age to begin io 'ching,' t. e.,to explain and discuss the subject matter, iu this ho perse veres until he has finished the 'Font Books and Five Classics.' The four books are the books of the four phiio bophcis ; that is. first, the Leum Yu' or digested conversations, consisting chiefly of the sayings of Confucius. It is olteu called the Confucian Analects. Second, the 4 Ta Heo' or great learning, attributed to the pen ot Tsang Sin, a diseipio of Confucius. Third, the Chang Young, or doctrine of the mean, by King Kicn, a grandson of Confucius, and, fouith, the works of Muicius, The writing of poetry does not prove so great an obstacle to the average student as a Western mind might imagine. It consists principally in the application of a few simple rules for the transfor mation of prose into poetry. The Chinese is best received who can follow in the rut already made by his prede cessors. Tho i-Ugiim Mouumeut. The Pilgrim Society at Plymouth, Mass , has been notified of the comple tion of the second sitting statue of the four to complete the national monument to the Pilgrims. This statue is "Edu cation." It is a female figure of collos sal size, seated upon a pedestal. On one side of her seat is cut in relief fig ures emblematical of wisdom, ripe with years; on the other youth led by ex perience. The figure is cut out of one block of granite and is to be placed by the side of that of Morality. The marble pannel to be placed under tbe statute is also finished and will be put in place witli the statue. On it is cut, in alto relieve, a design representing the signing of the social compact in the cabin of the Mayflower. Both ot these are beautiful specimens of the sculptor's skill aud artistic conception. They are the munificent gift of Roland Mather, a wealthy, public spirited citizen of Hart ford, Ooan., and cost about $20,000. They will arrive in Plymouth and be placed in position sometime next month. Only two more statues ai e now required to complete the monument, those of Liberty and Law, Telling A Story. They were sitting on the verandah after tea when the man with a story began to tell it. "By the way," he said, "1 heard a good thing in town to-day." "Was it very warm in town?" asked the woman who stays at home. lie assured her that it was, and thea continued: "I met Jack Roilins—" "What! little Jack?" exclaimed the old gentleman. "Why, I remember when Jack's father first came to Huckleberry ville, long 'fore he married Huida—she was a Smith, you know, ole Billy Smith's darter. Ole Billy was a curus chap. Did 1 ever tell yer 'bout that scrape him and me got inter in the winter or thirty-five no, 'twas thirty-four—yes—no—Well 1 disremember 'zactiy which, but anyhow, Billy and me, we—" Yes. yes, we know all about It Uncle Ben," said the man with a story. "As I was saying. 1 met Jack lioilins, and he and I thought we'd go down on the beach and have a swim—" "You are getting on swimmingly now," observed the retailer of second-hand puns. "Well, as I was saying," resumed the man with a story, "Jack and I went down to tho beach, and —* "You had a nice bath," said the woman who interrupts. * "Ho, I didn't" sharply answered the man with a story; **you see. the tide—" "Oh, that reminds me of a funny thing that happened to a lot of us fellows when we were in the army!" exclaimed the war veteran. "It was just after the second Bull Run, and the major—" Tho war veteran was reminded of a "funny thing" invariably seven evening!, i week, and, though he always told it from beginning to end, nobody ever listened to it. It is not necessary, therefore to repeat it. After he had finished, however, the man with a story began again: "The tide, you see, was way out, and Jack aaid that we might as well go up to the hotel—" "Oh, tell us!" again interrupted the retailer of secood class puns. The man with a story frowned on the punster and continued: "Go up to the hotei and see who was there, Charley Sprague—" "Is Charley one o' Squire Sprague's boys?" quened the old gentleman. **The Squire and me—" "Ho, Charley isn't one of the Squire's bovs, Uncle B:n/' was the rather peevish rejoinder of the man witn the story Char ley—" "Do you remember what a time we had that night, it rained so?" suddenly a9ked the young lady with the erratic mind. "It's awful dry," remarked the ama teur agrisulturist; if we dont have rain soon, I guess my potatoes wont amount to much." "What a horrid dress that Boston wom an had on to-day!" said the young isdy in the rocking chair. "We had a bully time on the river to day,'* interjected the boy in the flannel shirt. "Shall you go to the mountains before you return?" asked the young gentleman who was dolne the agreeable to the young Jady with the low forehead. The man with a story saw it was no use So be gave it up in despair and walked sadly away, leaving the others to chat at their own sweet with But, mark you, he will tell that story to every ne of them separately, and, proba bly, two or three times to most ot them. They.will come to the conclusion finally, that it would have been much better for them to let the man with a story tell it at once and have done with it. Newly Planted Trees. The present season has been ail that could be desired for trees and plant 9 set last spring. It has been cool and wet, excellent for the development of foliage. But if atter weather is hot and dry, what thenf The trees will suffer. The moist weather, giving abundant foliage, has de veloped plenty of root, but this root, like that of any plants in saturated soil, is superficial. If the season had been less wet the root growth would have been less, but it would have been deeper. • The ten days without rain during the last of July caused greater distress to corn aDd garden crops than would have been the case from three weeks ot drought in an ordinarily dry season. Trees planted last spring and not watered showed unmistakable signs of suffering. Those who understoxl their business prevented this by giving the soil & good soaking once a week. August, how ever, was wet and the trees never grew faster. The difficulty with those planters who have not studied the nature ot the plants they cultivate is that they seldom give water enough. They water often enough, sometimes too often, but superficially. It is dissipated by the first sun, and scarcely reaches the roots at all. bet us illustrate in this way: The water in a pond that is one foot deep has the same number of su perficial feet for evaporation as the pond four or more feet deep. So it i with su perficial watering. The inch or two.cf surface moistened is soon dried out, tie roots having received almost no good from the watering. In the case of continual supeificiai waterings tne disability to the tree is intensified; the roots extend nearer and nearer the surface rather than down ward. The autumn finds the tree with all its roots near the surface, and the next season, if a dry one, often kills it outright. In fact, the second season is considered to be the most critical in the life of a recently planted tree if it be deficient in ralu. Hence the planter of ornamental trees ami shrubs will see the necessity of careful watching ot plauted trees, especially such as have not made fair leaf growth, for ac cording to the amount of leaf growth so will be the root, for it is well known that there is no root growth until the leaves expand, and hence, again; the reasoa why sii evergreen may be planted at any sea son, and for the reason that the leaves are always more or less active; in fact dectdu • ous trees may be most succesfully planted when in leaf, if only the leaves can be Kept from wilting. It is also well knowu that a tree with plenty of top will make roots faster than a tree cut nearly or quite to a bare pole. Science, then, in tree planting is to see, first, that they never suffer for want of moisture at the root*; and second, that the roots be induced to strike deep as quicaly as possible- NO 40.
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