VOL. LYI.
BARTER,
AUCTIONEER,
MILLHEIM, PA.
J C. SPRINGER,
Fashionable Barber,
Next Door to JOURNAL Store,
MILLHKIH, PA.
JJROCKERHOFF HOUSE,
ALLEGHENY STREET,
BKLLEFONTE, ... PA
c. G. MoMILLEN.
PROPRIETOR.
Good Sample Room on First Floor.
•9-Free Ross to and from all Trains. Special
rates to witnesses and Jurors. 44
IRYIN HOUSE,
(Most Central Hotel In the City J
Comer MAIN and JAY Streets,
Lock Haven, Pa.
S. WOODS CA.LWELL, Proprietor.
Good Sample Rooms for Commercial
Travelers on first floor.
D. H. MINGLE,
Physician and Surgeon,
MAIN Street, MILLHKIM, Pa.
JQR. JOHN F. BARTER,
PRACTICAL DENTIST,
Office in 2d story of Tomliusoa'i Gro
cery Store,
On MAIN Street, MILLHEIM, Pa.
Br KINTER,
■ FASHIONABLE BOOT A SHOE MAKEB
Shop next door to Foote'a Store, Main St,
Boot*, Shoes and Gaiters made to order, and sat
isfactory work guar&ntead. Repairing done prompt
ly and cheaply, and in a neat style.
8. R. PIALX. H. A. McKxx.
PEALE Sc McKEE,
ATTORNEYS AT LAW,
Offloe opposite Court Hoose, Bellefonte, Pa.
C. T. Alexander. C. M. Bower.
A LEXANDER & BOWER,
ATTORNEYS AT LAW.
BELLEFONTE, PA.
Office In German's new building.
JOHN B. LINN,
ATTORNEY AT LAW.
BELLEFONTE, PA.
Offloe on Allegheny street.
QLEMENT DALE,
ATTORNEY AT LAW.
BELLEFONTE, FA.
Northwest corner of Diamond.
HOY,
ATTORNEY AT LA W.
BELLEFONTE, PA.
Orphans Court business a Specialty.
C. HEINLE,
ATTORNEY AT LAW,
BELLEFONTE, PA.
Practices in all the courts of Centre county.
Special attention to Collections. Consultations
In German or English.
J. A. Beaver. J W. Gephart.
JgEAYER & GEPHART,
ATTORNEYS AT LAW.
BELLEFONTE, PA.
Office on AUegh&ny Street, North of High.
Y° CUM & harshberger *
ATTORNEYS AT LAW.
BELLEFONTE, PA
KELLEfc,
ATTORNEY AT LAW,
BELLEFONTE, PA
Consultations In English or German. Office
In Lyon's Building, Allegheny Street.
_ n. M- BASTINOi w. r. KllDia
JJASTINGS & REEDER,
ATTORNEYS AT LAW.
BELLEFONTE, PA
Offloe on Allegheny street, two doors east of the
office occupied by the late Sim of Ysasss# Hast-
ile MlMm §|iwtii
St'llMKK KIST.
Swinging In uiv hammock.
Looking *t the trees,
I uU-r pines an.l maples
Hustling in the lireeie.
Bathing In the sunshine
All the summer morn,
L'mlerneath the hilltops
tirownet 1 with siamllug corn.
Songs of robins lulling
Here I sweetly rest,
Toils of life forgetting:
Surely I am blest.
Lasy brook now rippling,
Swelled by welcome rain,
Musical ami friendly-
Life has uot a pain.
111K WKDDING CLOUII.
Bessie Burton swept and dusted her
tiny parlor, brightened the tire and
mode it even more cheerful than usual
and Bessie was always tidy, for this
was the anniversary of Bessie's weddiug
dav, and she meant to make it a holi
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day.
Just one short, happy year she lad
kept house for John Burton —big broad
shouldered, good uatured John, whose
suiuiv blue eyes had never yet turned
an aDgry look to Bessie's fair face,
whose sweet mouth (yes, John had a
splendid, tawny mustache and be never
used tobacco) had never given her one
cross word yet.
A busy, helpful little bee had Bess
berself been, for nobody's heart was
blighter, nobody's table was neater,
onbody's little wife was more cheery
than John Burton's, and neither of them
had ever repented the day when they
were made one.
Mrs. Bess bad a little secret from
John, though, to-day.
After her work was dune up, and tin*
table set ready for the dinner which was
alieady Hissing and bubbling on the
stove, she paid a visit to the little bed
room off the pallor, where she always
put her company to sleep, and where
John hardly ever went.
And there spread out upon the snowy
bed was Mrs. Bessie's great gilt to John
a gorgeous dressing gown of maroon
colored cashmere, faced with a darker
shade of maroon velvet, and lined with
the skirts of Bessie's weddiug blue silk
dress.
It was all done now except the last
buttonhole.
Bessie had made it herself, because
the materials had cost about six dollars,
and she didn't think she could afford
two or three more for making.
She was delighted with her success,
for it was quite an undertaking for a
new hand.
She finished the buttonhole, fastened
the cord and tassels securely, and then
laid it back upon the bed, and looked
at it with an admiring gaze.
"I m glad it locks so nice," she
thought, her bright brown eyes spark
ling with pleasure.
"It's all ready now to give him when
he comes home at noon.'
"I wonder what he'll give me?" Some
thing of course, but be oan't afford so
costly a present as this,
"I couldn't either, if I hadn't made
it myself, and took my dear old wed
ding-dress for lining, and saved every
penny I could from the housekeeping
money.
"I meant to take the sovereign and go
thin very night to Patti's concert, but
when I found I couldn't spare any more
I was bound to make John a wrapper,
anyhow. Now I must run and hurry
up dinner before the old darling comes.'
"I'll not say a word till be does, I'll
make believe I haven't even remem
bered what day it is until he speaks of
it, and then I'll surprise him."
The bedroom door was carefully shut,
and the little tipping feet went out to
the kitchen, and made light, hasty
steps from pantry to cellar and back
again, until the cosy little dinner, with
some of John's favorite dishes was all
ready.
She put the last shining spoon upon
the table as the click of the gate-latch
told her that John was coming, even
before his quick. Arm tread came round
to the side door."
She met him with her rosy mouth
lifted, and as John gave her a hasty
kiss, he cried*
"Halloa, Bess, dinner smells good!
I'm as hungry as a hunter."
He threw off his coat and began to
wash at the little stand in the sitting
room, which was also their bedroom,
as the house was small, while Bessie
went into the kitchen to dish up the
warm dishes waiting upon the hearth.
There was a pretty little pout on Bes
sie's red mouth, and she thought,*"l
t.lnnk he might have said something
more than thatl I wonder if he has for
gotten what day it is? Oh, surely, he
hasn't, maybe he is only tired and hun
gry; after he has had his dinner he
will say something. I won't till he
does."
So they sat down, and Bessie poured
out John's coffee, under the genial in
fluence of which he was soon quite
lively, and chatted in good spirits.
But not a syllable did he drop about
the day, and, as he grew merry, Bessie's
pretty face grew sober.
When dinner was over, he lingered a
little, and Bessie, seeing she was not
going to hay© the chance ehe panted,
MILLHEIM, PA.. THURSDAY. OCTOBER 19,1832.
was silent, and gave only the briefest
answers to what he said.
At last John noticed it, aud spoke
somewhat shortly himself.
"Bess, what's the matter?" ho asked,
• 'you seem out of temper about some
thing. What is it?"
"There's nothing the matter with me!"
answered Mrs. Bessie, tartly.
•'Then what in the world makes you
look sour?" persisted Johu.
"I suppose I've a right to look as 1
please!" snupped Bessie, angry ami
disappointed beyond measure at being
now convinced that Johu had utterly
forgotten the day.
•'Oh, of course. Only I dou't snow
as yon need to be so snapping about it,"
retorted John.
"It's nobody's business but my own,
anyhow," unwisely said Bessie, with
sparkling eyes ana red cheeks.
"To be sure; only if I'd known I was
going to lie served with vinegar and
gooseberries I believe I'd have dined in
town, instoud of hurrying homo in spite
of business.
"I think you're a perfect brute? ' sob
bed Bessie, bursting into tears.
"Am I? Oh, well then, I'll take my
self off, and not come back till you get
in a better humor."
And away went John, banging the
door after him, while Bessie, allowiug
her dishes to stand unwashed and the
tiro to die out, tlung herself on the sofa,
and cried bitterly for balf-au-liour.
But the house must be kept clean if
the sky falls, or people cry their eyes
out.
After a while Bessie got up, brigh
tened the tire, washed the dishes, tidied
the house, and dressed herself for the
afternoon, as she always did.
Then she sat sadly down, alone in her
little parlor, and sighed as she sewed to
think the day she had meaut to make
so happy should have turned out so
badly,
"How could I call my noble John a
brute?" she murmured, scolding herself
bitterly. "To think we never had any
cross words before, and to begin to-day
of all days in the world—it was too bad.
To be sure I do wish he had remem
bered; but then men don't think of
these things as women, but then I
know John does leve me.
"Why couldn't I, instead of scolding,
just have said—'John, dear, don't you
know that this is our wedding-day?'
and then I know he would have said
something nise, the dear, old fellow,
and then I'd have brought out the wrap
per, and we would have been happy. My
fault, too, for being such a baby. Oh,
I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry! Well, I eau
try to make up for it. I'll be as pleas
ant as I can wlieu he comes home, and
I'll give him my present and say I'm
sorry."
Having come to this wise conclusion,
Mrs. Bess flew aroiuid and had supper
ready m a short time.
And when John came home, just at
sunset, the first sight which met his
eyes was Bessie's sober little
watching for him at the front window.
But she smiled as she stvw him, and
when he opened the door a very sweet
Bessie ws standing there to meet him.
"Halloa Bess!" (this was careless
John's usual greeting) says he, taking
her into his arms. "All right now, is
it?"
"Yes, John. Do forgive me for being
so cross," she whispered.
"No, no," sayi John; "we won't talk
about forgiving. -I suspect I was as
cross as you were. We'll just not be
cross any more. But say, Bess, what
was the row?"
"Nothing, John, only—you forgot
what day it was to-day."
"Oh, was that it? Why. no, I didn't.
I had a nice little surprise for you, but
I meant to keep all mum till this even
ing, and then come out in grand style.
Look here—here's our wedding-treat,
and John pulled from his pocket a
couple of tickets for the Patti concert,
and held them out to her.
"Oh, John!" cried Bessie. "The
grand concert! How nice of you. I
wanted to go so bad, but I thought we
couldn't aflord it."
"We will this once. And look here,
pet; here's what I brought you to wear."
He drew forth a tiny case, and open
ing it displayed a lovely, twinkling pair
of ear-drops, just what Bessie's soul was
longing to have hanging in her pretty
ears.
"Oh, oh, John!" taking two "ohs!" to
express her delight this time. "And I
thought you had forgotten all about it!"
Theu she thanked him in a very em
phatic squeeze and a shower of kisses,
and then she said:
"Well, I guess I'll not get the only
present either. Come, see what I have
made for you."
She marched him to the little room
where the gorgeous wrapper was spread
out upon the white bed, and presented
it in grand style.
It was a perfect fit when tried on, and
it was a perfect surprise besides, and if
"all's well that ends well," the wedding
day was a happy one at last, in spite of
the tiny cloud which overshadowed its
morning.
But then if careless John had given
Bessie just one word of remembrance
early there need have been no cloud at
all.
See the moral of that, John?
A foreigner, my young friend, is a
man who comes from far and near,
B II Iff I ir/ on Kmaitl.
Some cunning rascals ot l'ekin have
pluudered the imperial Winter Palace of
bootv, including several huuured-weight
of gold plate to the value ot from ten to
twenty million dollars of our money. 'The
carrying away of such au amount is sur
prising enough—hut the thieves deliber
ately took all necessary time for the exo
cutton of their well-laid and successful
plan. Aided by accomplices in the Im
perial household, they have been several
years at work on their stupendous job.
The palace walls bristle with watch towers
and ornamental turrets, but they have
been of no use iu this case of such magni
tude. unless, perhaps, they have been of
service to the robbers themselves.
China has what is known as the Fox
fairy, who is compelled to do penance for
his sins by torchlight. He is supposed to
be endowed with supernatural gifts, and
can at will chauge himself luto ati old
man, or au old woman, or a maiden, or
into a variety of other living shapes. This
superstition was taken advantage of by
the ingenious burglars. When any of the
higher Palace (Itieials noticed by accident
that the turrets were lighted by night,
upon inquiry of their subordinates as to the
cause, thev were gravely told that it was
ilu ll'sian, the Fox-fairy; winch answer
being eminently satisfactory, the worthy
Mandarins would no more trouble their
heads about the matter. The devout
chamberlains would on no account disturb
him. lie was, m fact, superstitiously let
alone, while the mgenious burglars sys
tematically and at their leisure pillaged
the Palace, aud safely bore their pluuder,
the accumulations of the last two reigus,
away to a place of concealment. The
Palace was guarded night and day by hun
dreds of sentinels, some of whom were
undoubtedly couuivers in the bold rascali
ty. No clew has been found to lead to
the detection of the daring culprits. Mon
golians cunuiug asserting itself at home as
abioad.
Tlte Other Kurt.
4 'l)iil you ever bear of tbe absent-mind
ed mau," asked tbe reporter of Colonel
Solon, as be entered tbe office, 'whothrew
bis coat in tbe cradle and buug tbe baby
iu tbe wardrobe > '
"No-o," said Colonel Solon slowly,
44 but tuat reminds me of an absent mind
ed man I tackled on tbe car 9 one day. or
rather be tackled me. I was going to Kiu
zua. when a young man got on at Warren
and sits down side of me, and byiu'by
says he, 4 i've a little box here 1 call my
bean box,' with that be pulls out a little
round box, an' shakes it, an* 1 bears some
thin' rattle. 'Jfow,' says be, Mpjee we
jest bet tbe cigars on there being odd or
even beans in that box.' 4 All right, says
i, it's odd. lie opens tbe box and thee
was four beans. 4 YOU'V|J lost,' says be.
Yes, says 1, we'll get ihwtacars at Kiuzua.
An' then we tails to talkin' about some
tbin' else a long lime, until all at once
says be, 1 just want to show you a little
bean box I've got here.' Au' be pulls out
that box agin, baas be, 'let's bet tbe cigars
or something ou odd or even beans in this
box.i Thinks Ito myself, you poor, ab
sent minded critter, can't remember that
you 9howed thai to me a minute ago. And
1 says 'all right,' spose we make tbe bet
live dr liars. 1 thought I'd just teach him
to remember things. 4 1'11 ,do it,' says be,
4 now what is it?' 4 E/en,' says 1. lie
opened tbe box, and—" 4 'Well, what
then,' says tbe reporter, as the colonel
paused.
4 'He wasn't so absent-minded after all,''
said the colonel. ,4 lbere was seven beans
in that box."
44 1 found out afterwards that the box
had no bottom, or rather bad covers at
both ends. (In one of the covers was
fastened three beans, and there were four
loose ta-ans in the box. When tbe man
who bet said odd tbe cover to which tbe
beans were fastened was taken off, and
when be taid even tbe other end was
lifted."
I*lucky Parsons.
Dr. French, the Bishop of Lahore, has
been giveu war medal for Afghanistan
fof naviug ministered under tire to dying
soldiers during the campaign of 187W 81.
The bishop of Aucklaud, New Zealand—
Dr. Cowie—has received two war medals,
namely, the Indian mutiny medal with a
clasp, for the final siege and capture of
Lucknow, and the subsequent actions of
Allygunge, Rooycah, and Bareilly, and the
frontier war medal for the short but sau
guin&ry Umbeyla campaign in the winter
of 18G3-4. A Bombay clergyman, the
Itev. Mr. Allen, was given the war medal
in 1841 for his services in the fielding
during the campaigns of that and the pre
ceding year. None of the English papajs,
however, seem to remember that a tew
months ago the Kev. J. W. Adams, a
chaplain attached to the Cabut field force,
was awarded the Victoria cross for having
at the battle of Killa-Klazi extricated a
number of lancers who, with their horses,
had fallen into a flooded ditch. The chap
lain had to wade in water up to his waist
to drag the horses off of their drowning
riders, aud performed his gallant feat un
a hot tire, having ultimately to run for his
own life when the swordsmeu came up
and captured his norse.
Memorial Cliurch.
Canon Brosman, of Cahirciveen, in ire
land, proposes that a memorial church
be erected ia that town in honor of O'Con
nell's birth there. It is thought likely
that the movement will be generally fav
ored by the itoman Catholic Nationalists
who have field aloof from the Land League
on account of its liberal tendencies. A
certain historic and ancient stone alter,
which Tom Steele placed in a chapel in
his house tor the celebration of mass when
O'Connell visited htm, will probably have
a place in this memorial church if the
church is built.
The Lighthouse Hoard.
A committee was appointed to consider
the expediency of illuminating Hell Gate,
New York, by electricity. An appropri
ation of $20,000 is available for that pur
pose. The Board, in its annual report to
the Secretary of the Treasury, estimates
the cost of the service for the fiscal year
er.ding Jute 30, 1884, at $2,750,000,
about the same as the estimate tor the
current fiscal year. An appropuation of
$75,000 is recommended for the comple.
tion of the lighthouse in Delaware Bay to
take the place of the Fourteen Foot Bank
lightship.
Putaloei In Kurnpa,
The woril potato in 1002 and 1009,
the dates ot those plays respectively,
designated two different plants—one
our potato, a solatium, the other a con
volvulus, a wull-kuow plant at this day,
hut too tender for our climate. It is
grown under glass. This latter root,
batatas, was imported from Spain, but
merely as an article of food, and was
anterior in time here to the introduc
tion of our now common potuto. There
is no evidence, though there is opinion,
of the exact date of the introduction of
this plant—our potato—into England.
But, as it in figured in Gerard's "Her
bal," published in 1.197, though under
the mistukeu name of batatas, and mnst
have been previously known in Eng
land, Sliakspcare may very well have
known both roots. Now, if we look at
♦lie context of Falxtaj)'s speech, the al
lusion is plainly to a common error of
that time as to the supposed provo
cative qualities of the root. But, as such
errors soon become current, the impu
tation may have arisen as to the latter in
time, or it may have fastened on the
earlier and have extended to both. It
certainly was so believed for a time as
to our common potato. The context
then, does not really help us. Both
plauts came to Europe—to Spain—from
Spanish America about a century before
lt>o9. As the beauty of the plaut could
not nave been the motive, our potato
must have been introduced iu Spain,
whence it spread iuto the low Countries
while under Spain, as an article of food;
but it did not for many years become an
article of food in any of these countries,
nor iu Euglaiid. It made slow progress
and there is a general silence about it.
We may reasonable suppose that every
grower of it who had heard of its mat
ure tried it once or more as un edible
tuber, since for that purpose it was
growu. - The reasonable conclusion is
that it did not at first please European
palates. Ireland wits the tirst country
in Europe in which it became generally
grown as an article of food. Thence it
extended to Lancashire, and the Lan
castrians made it known, and brought
it iuto use in other English counties.
It is in my own recollection that "no
cockney can boil a potato" was a com
mon opinion iu Lancashire. Sydney
Smith gave it his sanctiou when he said
the tirst question to put to a candidate
for cook is: "Can you boil a potato?" I do
not m the least question that Hawkins
introduced the potato into Ireland. I see
no improbability in that tradition. But
evidence we have none; at least none
has fallen under my observeation, though
I have searched fot evidence in all such
works as I have at hand. The early
transactions of the Royal Society may
possibly throw some.light on the sul>-
jeet. I can find nothing in the dairies
of Evelyn or Pepys relating to the po
tato. Had Pepys eaten of it tenta
tively I think he would have noted it as
he does tea and nettle-porridge.
Herman Carpet*.
In the general havoc which the spread
of Isiam brought about in Oriental art,it is
fortunate that no ban was laid upon the
manufacture of carpets, but that, contrari
wise, the new religion gave a fresh stimu
lus to this famous branch of Eastern indus
try. Carpets arc even more essential to
the Moslem than pews to the Christian.
The many prayers of the Mohammedan
ntual must be said toward the poiut of the
compass where Mecca stands, and no bet
ter indication of that point can be devised
than that which the pittem of the prayer
carpet supplies. Moreover, the pious Mos
lem delights in decorating hie sacred tem
ples with hangings ot fine tapestry, and
the most exquisite products of the loom
were frequently destined for the adornment
of the holy Kaaba, or some scarcely less
venerated shrine, Sometimes the whole
interior of a mosque, such as that at Mesh
lied Ali, was hung with beautiful carpets;
and the Mihrab, or niche toward Mecca,
was always a favorite subject for such or
namentation, which lu this case corresponds
to the altar hangings of Europe. Mats of
less costly nature were spread on the floor;
and it is on record that in 1012 A. D., the
Mosque of El-ilakiin,at Cairo, was strewn
with 30 000 ells of carpeting at a cost of
6,000 dinars, while tne Azbar required
13,000 ells of striped mats a year. The
lvaaba at Mecca was covered with hangings
in the '"Days ot ignorance'' before Islam
was preached,and clothes from the Vemen
or a 4 'white Chinese silk carpet," covered
the shrine; and later on the famous white
and gold fabric ot the Copts, or heavy vel
vet or plush carpets, from all parts of the
East, were employed in the decoration ot
tLe Mecca temple. The rulers of the Mo
hammedan world vied with each other in
presenting the richest covers to the Kua
ba; the very Mongol Khans of l'er3i& sent
gorgeous Laugings, and we read of a cover
studded with gold and pearls and precious
stones to the value of 250,000 gold piece. B .
Adulteration i>> Itule.
An Illinois merchant who was taking
baking powder m bulk from a Chicago
tirm called at headquarters, the other
day, to say that there was something
wrong with the goods.
"J don't think so," was the reply,
"we make the best article sold in the
West"
"1 think we ought to have a more
i. erfect understanding," contiuued the
-ealer. ".Now, then, you adulterate
efore you send to me, then I adulterate
belore I ship, then the retailer adulter
ates before he sells, and the consumer
can't be blamed for growling, I wanted
to see if we couldu't agree on some
schedule to be tollowed."
"What do you mean?"
"Why, suppose you put in 10 per
cent, of chalk, then I put in 20 per
cent, of whiting, then the retailers put
in 30 per cent, of flour; that gives the
consumer 40 per cent, of baking pow
der, and unless he's a born hog he'll be
perfectly satistied, You see, if you
adulterate 50 per cent, on the start,
and the retailer adulterates as much as
both together, it's mighty hard for the
consumer to tell whether he's investing
in baking powder or putty; we must
give him something for his money, if
it's only chalk."
—A bushel of corn will yield thiity
pounds of glucose.
A Catarit Illuminated.
A writer at Giesbacli Falls, Switzer
land, says: The illumination ot the
falls takes place every night, without
regard to the weather, hence no one is
deterred from stopping, as it can be
viewed from the hotel windows and bal
conies much better than from any other
point. We had seen it in daytime, but
never illuminated, and as it was a good
stopping place on our way to Luzerne,
we were spending the night here. At
9 o'clock a bell was rung to summon
the guests to the verandah, and a few
miuutes after rockets were sent up as a
signal to the men in charge of the Ben
gal lights. It was a dark, rainy night,
so dark tbat the falls could not be seen,
though it was directly before us, and
the roaring of the torrents could be
heard at a great distance. Whilst peer
ing into the intense darkness nothing
was visible but the flicker of the lamps
of the men in charge of the illumina
tion. All of a sudden the face of the
wails and cascades for the whole twelve
hundred feet up the steep mountain
side flashed to our vision in. bright
prismatic colors—red, green, gold and
scarlet—looking as if illuminated from
the very depth of the cascades, and that
the light was flashing from them. As
the water leaped wildly from rock to
rock in a stream about twenty feet wide
and three feet thick, the spray flying in
the air partook of the variegated colors.
All were astonished at the wonderful
beauty of the scene, so far exceeding
their expectations in the grandeur and
perfection of illumination. Even the
uiist caused by the rain which was pour
ing down as it had all the afternoon,
added to the beauty of the scene, and
there is no doubt that a dark, raiuy
night is the best time to view the illu
mination. There were about one hun
dred and fifty guests present, and the
expressions of wonder and admiration
were universal. The heavy rain had
also greutly swelled the usual volume
ot water, and we, therefore, viewed it to
the very best possible advantage. Some
of the Bengal lights were burnt behind
the waterfalls, all of which leap clear
over the rocks, enabling visitors to go
behind them. Others were so - placed
in front of the cascades that the whole
of the rays of light trom them were cast
directly on the falling waters, it was a
grand scene, but did not last long
enough to satisfy the enthusiasm with
which it was viewed. But it was too
cold for the ladies to stand long in the
raw and misty atmosphere. It is not to
be wondered that Swiss tourists never
fail to spend a night at Giesbacli, whilst
some stay here several days to wander
among the cascades. Two-thirds of
those now here will leave m the morn
ing, and before night the boats will
bring a sufficiency of new guests to take
their places. The water emerges from
a da.vk cavern, 1,140 feet above the
lake, being the melting of the snow
from the higher mountains.
LaplADd.
In Laphind the sun never goes down
duiing May, June and July; but, in
winter, for two months, he never rises
at all. His place, however, is some
what supplied by the wonderful North
ern fights, which flash and dicker in the
gray skies. They look like fires of a
thousand shapes and colors. Now like
clowns, and now like domes; now like
duahiug nets, and now like streamers of
silk; now like arches and now like ban
ners—these welcome guests make a
mght beautiful.
As long as the unwearied sun goes
round ..ad round the sky in summer,
th<r..." .landers live in tents made of
poles skins; but when Jack Fioat
approaches, with a scowl on his brow,
tne house of thick soda becomes a very
snug home. The Laplanders creeps
into it on all fours, along a sort of tun
nel. A hole in the roof lets in a little
daylight, or rather moonlight, and lets
out wnat smoke there is from the sooty
lamp. The lamp is made of stone, and
filled with seal oil, and it answers many
purposes. It cooks food, dries wet
clothes, keeps the house warm, and
affords light.
The Laplander likes brandy; but
happily for him, it is very scarce. He
hus often to be contended with snufff
instead of which he takes, you may be
sure, many a good pinch. For nine
mouths of the year the ground is of a
dazzling whiteness, and the cold is in
tense. In duly and August, on the
contrary, the heat is almost intolerable.
The Laplanders are a very small
nation. Perhaps there are not above
seven thousaud of them. Part of them
are called "Reindeer Laplanders;" and
part "Fishing Laplanders." The for
mer live on their herds, some possessing
many hundreds; the latter dwell near
the lakes and fiords. The greatest
plague of Lapland is a plague of gnats,
i'heir numbers are incredible.
oou Recttiug Spell.
The people of the United States,
where we have as hot summers as any
one need desire, present a broad and
not oyerwise contrast to the wise habits
jt tropical natives. The iron rule which
regulates the hours for labor or business
is not relaxed during the summer months.
The tide of labor and of commerce is
regulated by the clock, and not by the
toirid heat of that sun which regulates
the clock. "High Change" must come
at a hxed hour, however high the
mercury is in the thermometer. The
followers of manual toil must toll on in
the blazing heat of day, at whatever
cost to their health, or even to their
lives.
"Early closing" is a good thing, but
a "long nooning" would be better; if,
indeed, by earlier hours in the morning,
both longer rest at noon and earlier
time to "knock oft" could not be se
cured. Among the chief benefits of a
summer vacation is the withdrawal, at
noon and for several hours after meri
dian, to a cool spot, there taking either
the siesta or a better rest of conscious
inactivity.
PEXR trees will endure a goodly quan
tity of ashes and cinders at their roots.
The sweepings of the blacksmith shop
are excellent.
Smooth nn m Rose Leaf.
A correspondent from Paris says there
is a lady in this city of wonders, an
American, who is undoubtedly one o
the loveliest creatures that ever were.
She Is called Mme. Gautherot, and her
husband, a Frenchman, is a rich im
porter, who came up to Paris from
Nantes to spend his money and show off
his wife, Some say she is from San
Francisco, or Los Angeles, or Marys
ville, or from somewhere aloDg the Pa
cific coast. I have heard, too, that she
hails from New York, from Baltimore,
from Lima, from Panama—from any
number of places that ought to be, and
I dare say would be proud to own her.
The preponderance of evidence is in
favor of 'Frisco, and so I am going to
write her down as a bright, occidental
star which has come to us a perfect
specimen of the kind of women that
thrive apace in the "glorious climate of
Cwliforny." I have seen her several
times, but the best chance I had to ad
mire her was a few weeks back in the
magnificent salons of Mrs. Morton, the
wife of the American Minister. A young
lady from Chicago was leaning on my
arm, and we were slowly traversing the
rooms, when we came upon Mme. Gau
therot, who was standing talking with
M. Clemencean, the famous radical
Deputy, whose wife is an American. I
knew from the way my companion acted
that sue was deeply moved by the lovely
apparition, whom she had now seen for
the first time, and she whisperingly
asked if I knew who the lady was.
"Oh. yes," I replied, "that is Mme.
Gautherot. Bhe is said to be the most
beautiful woman in Paris."
"Well, they might say in the world.
Of nil the beauties 1 have ever seen, she
is, iu face, form, hair and complexion,
the most beautitul."
1 should guess Mme. Gautherot to be
about tweutv-eix or twenty-seven years
of age. Her head, is strictly classical,
and she wears her fair wavy tresses in
Grecian bandeaux, tier form is fault
less. the is the Venus de Medici trans
muted iuto flesh and blood and covered
by the best man or w man dressmaker
of the capital. We stood and looked at
this, the loveliest person that ever came
out of the hands of a Paris coaturiere,
and it seems to me my companion would
never be done feasting upon her splen
did beauty. She was dressed that night
—the details were told me by THiss Chi
cago and I wrote them down—in corn
colored silk, part of which was covered
with a net-work of yellow beads and
small white bugles. She also wore a
necklace of diamonds, a brooch and
bracelets, with Greek baudalettes in her
Jbair, which is of perfect gold color.
Her dress fitted her form like gloves
should lit one's hands, and her skirts
clun 2 about her limbs in the most clas
sical fashion. Sue wore diamond bnck
lee on her slippers. Her pale blue ami
yellow silk stockings were just discern
ible. A murmur of admiration g eeted
her wherever she went. The ceowd
opened to let this beanty pass, and
she strolled around tUe most uncon
cerned person in the room. Her eyes
are large and limpid, and as I looked
into them I could not discover the
slightest sentiment of coquetry. The
texture of her ears, her neck and her
shoulders are precisely that kind which
the great Lefevre and the equally great
Bougureau paint so magnificently.
There is a pink shade which comes
through the transparent white skin, and
the flesh is as smooth as a rose lea f .
Famous Phraaes.
Washington Irving gives us "The
Almighty dollar."
Thomas Morton queried long ago :
"What will Mrs. Grundy say?" while
Goldsmith answers : "Ask me no ques
tions, and I'll tell yon no fibs."
Charles C. Pinckney gives "Millions
for defence, but not one cent for tri
bute."
"First in war, first in the heart of his
fellow-citizens" (not countrymen) ap
peared in the resolutions presented to
the House of Representatives in De
cember, 1790, by General Henry Lee.
Thomas Tosser, a writer of the six
teenth century, gives ns : "it's an ill
wind turns no good," "Better late than
never," and "The stone that is rolling
can gather no moes."
"All cry and no wool" is found in
Butler's "Hudibras."
Dryden says : "None but the brave
deserve the fair," "Men are but chil
dren of a larger growth," and "Through
thick and thin."
"No pent-up Utica contracts our
power." declared Jonathan Sewell.
"Ot two evils I have chosen the least"
and "The end must justify the meanb"
are from Matthew Prior.
We are indebted to Colley Cibber for
the agreeable intelligence that "Richard
is himself again."
Johnson tells us of "A good hater,"
and Mackintosh made the phrase often
attributed to John Randolph, "Wise
and masterly inactivity.
"Variety is the very spice of life."
ana "Not much the worse for wear" are
from Cowper.
"Man proposes, but God disposes" is
from Thomas A, Keuopis.
Edward Coke was of the opinion that
"A man's house is his cabtle."
To Milton we owe "The paradise of
fools," "A wilderness of sweets," and
"Moping melancholy and moonstruck.
madness."
Edward Young tells us "Death loves
a sliming mark," "A fool at forty is a
fool indeed," but, alas 1 for his knowl
edge of human nature when he tells us
"Man wants but little here below, nor
wants that little long.
From Bacon comes "Knowledge is
power," and Thomas Southerne reminds
us that "Pity's akin to love."
Dean Swift thought that "Bread is
' the staff of life,"
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