VOL. LYII. HARTER, AUCTIONEER, MTLLHEIM, PA. J C. FCPRLNGER, Fashionable Barber, Next Door to Journal Store, Mii.lhkih, Pa. 2>ROCKERHOFF HOUSE, AIXXOHXNY STIIEKT, BELLEFONTE, - - - PA c. 6. McMILLENi PROPRIETOR. Good Sample Room on First Floor. •srFree Buss to and from all Tralua. Special rates to witnesses anil Jurors. *-1 IRVIX HOUSE. (Most Central Hotel In the Cltyj Corner MAIN ami JAY Street*, Lock Have®, Pa. S. WOODS CALWKLL, Proprietor. Good Sample Rooms for Commercial Travelers on first floor. D. H. MINGLE, Physician and Snrgeon, MAIN Street, Millhkim, Pa. JOHN F. HARTER, PRACTICAL DENTIST, Office in 2d story of Tonriinsoa'i Gro cery Store, On MAIN Street, MiLi.niM, Pa. Br kintfk. • FASHIONABLE BOOT A SHOE MAKER Shop next l<>or to Foote's Store, Main SL, TOfrMigMMLtlvlJ't It anody and turning over in her mind the remarks her John had made at the meeting. "Bear ye one anothers nurdeus," had been the subject of the evening's talk, and John's had been listened to with evident relish. "Your husband has the root of the pusScil out. "i. V\t' SJilUl uii Uko heed to his well-timed words." "1 think of hiring Tom Birch as a sort of spare hand and call boy gene rally. 1 lind tliis hot weather takes the starch out of me," John said, as the horse trotted through the cool pine grove, amid flickers of moonlight. "Will you board linn?" asked Mary Clark, in a constrained voide, with the memory of her husband's exhortations still in mind. "Of course. I want him evenings to take the horse when we come iroui meeting, or if 1 have taken a friend out. It is rather hard to go to work directly one gets home." "You are to hire him to bear some of your burdens," said Mary, in the same hard voice. • Just so, wile. It stands me in hand to practice, it 1 preach; don't you say so?' "I do. lam glad you are to hi we help; as you say, it is hard to go to work the minute you get home. 1 have been foolish enough to have this ride spoiled by thinking of bread to mix, two baskets of clothes hi fold before 1 sleep, of the ironing to-monow. and dinner to get for four hungry men, and baby to care for." "Don't crowd to-morrow's burdens into this pleasant ride. And it seem.i to me that it would be better to get all your Louse-work done before meetiug hime." "if I could, but that is impossible; milk to strain, dishes to wash, Benny and baby to put to bed—all these duties come together, and then I am tired enough to go to bed myself." "Take it easy, Mary; keep cool, avoid all the hot work you can." "I wish 1 could have a girl, John!" "Mother used to say girls were more hindrance than help. 1 guess you would lind them so, and then they waste and break more than their wages. I don't see how 1 can afford a girl. Do what you can, and leave some things uudoue; that's the way to work it," and John sat back witii a satisfied air, and Mary thought of her Luhbands glowing worils in the prayer-meeting. "I will do all 1 can," said Mary, in a weary voice. "What 1 am obliged to do is much beyond my strength. The three meals come near together, washing and ironing must bo clone, baby shall not be neglected, and of course 1 must keep the clothes well mended." "One thing at a time is the way to think of your duties. Pick up all the comfort you can as you go along. I have made up my mind to do so m the future." "So I see, by your thiuking of having an extra hand." "Yes. 1 ieel that I must take care of my health for your sake and tlio childrens'." "Certainly," Mary answered in a sar castic tone, "bow thoughtful you are for us!" Jolin made no further comment, but inwardly wished that prayer meetings did Mary the good they had once, and wondered why his wife was so changed. A? "I am going wuli 'Squire Towne to bee a reaper, lie says lie iiardly wants to buy without my opiniou." This was next day. John left bis wife ironing, with the half-sick baby sitting by the table in the company of an army of dies; and in spite of the home scene, enjoyed his rule along the pleasant road, well pleased to be seen so much with the MILLIIKIM. PA.. THURSDAY, FEBRUARY 22.1883, A great men of the town. At supper time lie came home with the now reaper behind the wagon. "By taking two we made a handsome saving; and, as 1 intended to hny one, 1 thought 1 might us well take it now," lie remarked, byway of explanation. "It will save time ami strength ami pay for itself m a year." Miuy made no comment, but set her teeth tightly together when she remembered that she had asked in vain for something to make her work easier. A sewing machine had been pronounced "hurtful; better have fewer changes of clothing than run a machine," John had decided when the subject was dis cussed; "a clothes wringer would be constantly getting out of order. To bring water into the house, would be just to spoil the water. Nothing, after all, like the ginul oid bucket. Mother would never have a pump in her day!" "My mother used to say all men are seltisli, aud 1 begin to think she was right," Mary muttered as she went to the kitchen lor the plate of hot biscuit John was so fond of for his tea. Her husband s appetite was good, but from fatigue and overheating herself, Mary could not eat. His ride and the society of the genial squire had acted like a tonic, but there is no tonic in the air of a hot kitchen, "A commonplace life," she said, and she sighed, as the cleared away the tea dished, while John tilted back in his arm cliair on the cool, draughty porch and talked over things with neighbor Jones. "Why don't you buy Widder Patch's cranberry rnedder?" asked Mr. Jones; "it's going dirt cheap, and you can af ford it." The sum was named, tigures that astonished Mary, and she was more surprised when she heard her husband say: "I've half a mind to do it. I've just had an old debt paid m, and, to tell the truth, affairs in the money market are so squally, I'don't know just where to salt it down." No tears came into Mary's tired eyes, but tier heart went out in one mighty sob as she stood, dish-pan in hand, be fore the disordered table, and thought how cheaply she hod sold herself, really for $2 a week and her board, to the man who had promised to love and cherish her until death. The beautiful piano she hail brought to the farm was never opened, but looked like a gloomy casket in which was buried the poetry of life. The closed "best parlor * bail long since assumed the grimneHs and um.'.tiuess of country best parlors, of which in her girlhood she had made so mn*h fan. J.hu was a rich man, aud in spite of his marriage vows and bis glowing prayer-meeting talk, was allow ing burdens grievous to be borne, to press on her shoulders, order to "salt down" his dollars. lljul she uot the ilutj ti perform? Ought she to allow hicu to preach and never to practice? Hail she not rights to be respected? which were not l>y her husband; for, she reasoned, if he al lowed her to do what could be done by an ignorant Irish woman for a week, then he rated her at that price. "Widder I'atch has had a tough time on't," said neighbor Jones; "she is going to the West'rd to Tom, if she sells the med lor, and .lane is going out to work. "She's tried sewing, but it don't agree with her, and Dr. Snow recommends housework as healthy business." ""lis healthy business," chimed in John. "Now my wife is a good deal better than when I married her. Why, she never did a washing in her life until she came to the farm. I think washing and general housework is much better than piano playing and reading." "So I say to the girls, who pester me to buy an organ; better play 011 the wash board, enough sight, was tlie ele gant response. "Are you going to buy the cranberry meadow John?" Mary asked, as she saw her husband making preparations to go from home. "Yes—why?" "Can you afford it?" "We shull have to figuro a little closer in order to do it, but it is going cheap." "You will have to give up Tom Birch, won't you and do the chores yourself?" "I have thought of it, but Tom is poor, and to give him a home is a deed of charity. No, we will save some other way." "How much do you paj r Tom?" "Three dollars and his board. And, by the way, he says you didn't wash his clothes. Washing und mending was in the bargain." "I think Tom will have to go, for I have hired Jane Patch. She will be here to-mglit. Two dollars a week i am to give her. You want to practice Bear ye one another's burdens,' as well as preach from the text, so I will give you a chance. I will take my turn in sitting 011 the cool piazza after tea with a neighbor, while you do the chores. I think the time has come for some of my burdi-ns to be lifted. By exchang ing Tom for Jane you will have $1 a week for the cranberry meadow. You say strong, active Tom is in need of a home; lie can make one for himself anywhere. It is a deed of charity to give Jane a home,'anil an act of mercy to give your wife a little rest." Before John could recover from his astonishmeiit, Mary walked out of his sight, and taking the children, went to the shut-up parlor. Throwing open the windows to let in the soft summer air, with the baby in her lap, she sat down a*, her piano and began to play "a song without words," a piece Jolm bad loved to hear when lie used to visit her in her home, where she was a petted girl. The song crept out through the open windows and around to John as he sat on the porch, and memory com pelled him to give tlie song word. Not musical poetry, but rather sober prose, wherein washing, ironing, hard days at the churn, hour's of cooking for hun gry men, stoodo ut before his mind's eye in contrast to the fair promises he had made the girl he had won for his bride. Jane Patch came i rat evening, and at onco took upon herself many of Mrs. Clark's cares, and no one greeted her more cordially than the master of the house. Nothing was ever said about her coming, aud Tom Birch did not go away; so Mary knew that her husband could well afford the expanse. She told ute how she helped to make one man thoughtful aud unselfish, tut we sat oil her cool piazza one hot August night; and 1 was glad that one woman hod grit enough to demand her rights. If John Clark had been poor, his wife would have borne bur burden in patience, but she had no right to help make him selfish, and indifferent as to her health and comfort. Mr. liancrott ft Itonei. Mr. Bancroft the Historian, who resides In Washington has a hobby. It is rose culture. Fancy this ola man who spends his days iu suiting up the dry bones of facts, and breathing iuto them the life of history ! His winter home is a double brown-stone, and had origiually a small strip ol ground 011 each side of the entrance. There was one blaze of color from Febru ary to Jaue. Such hyacinths surely never bloomed outside of a poem; aud the tulips looked as if some tropical bird had beeu plucked near by, and its plumage scattered broadcast over the over the beds. Every shade and color iu nature's paint-box was represented, and under the wooing sun anil sott air of midwinter they thrust up from the mold long be tore the leaves were out or the spring prince Had kissed the sleeping world to life; and in the snows and storms thut follow such a weather truce thev would stand erect and glowing aun hold their ground until the green was washed into ttie hilis, and the cat-tails be gan to frisk ou the trees. Hill all of this Was only a prelude to his rose garden. He bought a large lot which joined his property at right angles, laciug on Seventeenth street; of course he paid a taucy price for it, as it was iu the heart of the West Etui. Straightway he planted it ail iu roses. Sitch dowers 1 They ranged in color from the palest bioom of Provence to the passionate heart of the Jacqueminot; Mart-dial Niel bends 111 stately courtesy to Marie Uillot, and sighs in perfume tor the Cloth-01-Uod auil the memories of the Malinatsou; Madame Melsh shakes her petals at the \\ hite Croquet, the Attar rosi, the pale Satrona, and the Damask Blush, the Micratilla lifts up its white cups to the sun, and Maria Cook mints 111 the glow of a sisterhood whose very names 1 have torgoqgn. The garden is like H tem ple where a thousand spices are buruiug in tlames of as many colors, and the venera ble historian is the worshipper. lie is an early riser, anil many a morn ing 1 have been awakened by cries anil communis, incoherent as to Words, but ringing with pleasure! i Igo to my window, ami there, bending ( rose after rose, would be the slight, elastic figure ol their adorer—his white beard and hair sweeping the freshness from then chalices, and getting the tirsi perfumes of the young day. He carried a book ic one hand aud "a three-legged stool'' in Hie other, and spent two or three hours just wandering troin bush to bush in an ecstacy of content —sometimes ki-sing the dowers,sometimes caressing them with his lingers and fre quently dropping ou his stool under some specially odorous cluster to read his bo-k to the accompaniment—sound seuse anil sweet scents! llis house at Newport is surrounded by a sea bloom and fragrance,and he makes his roses the calendar by wuich he tells off his seasons, lie stays in Washington until June and the Jacqueminots die together; then he dies to his northern garden, where he lingers until the hardiest of its denizens are dead ami the ghosts of their petals fall in snow from the clouds of November. His house 111 Washington is stored with inter esting tilings, the specialty being that there is < u* of everything and that one of the very best, liis hospitality is lavish and elegant, aud ti is library what Husk in would call "A tomb of tae kiLgs." In build tbe historian is, as 1 have said,shgh his hair aud beard are like cream colored silk, his dark eyes tender with the fires of thirty, and his movements are quick aud graceful. He rides every day ou u fiery black hone, and can tire out his young companions in a hard trot every time. Cat ft'itUilng. Some yt ars ago, says a writer I had a eat whose fishing proclivities and foililuess for the water was, to say the least of it, extraordinary. Her eocon tiicities, so far as 1 knew them, dated from the lirst moment 1 saw her. A friend and myself were fishing m a forty acre lake, iu a large park, on a bitter November day, with the wind a dead nor' easter. Just as we were thinking of desisting, about i o'clock in the after noon, my friend called my attention to a hall-grown kitten which stood mewing bitterly on the bank some 80 yards from us. We called it once or twice, and, to our surprise, it took to the water without the slightest hesitation and swam to the boat. Alter drying it as well as we could, we wrapped it up in old rug, and gave it some of the bait from the punt's well, which it devoured greedily. I took it home after its very Arthurian advent, but it never beoame a domestic animal. Tabby's chief delight, on the contrary, was to wander in and out the sedges of the stream, by which my House stands catching rats, moor liens, or sedge warblers, and in summer to poach in the shullows for small fish. I have frequently found her doing this, and my bait can was never safe unless actually fastened, for even if the lid were down, somehow my lady Tabby would get it up and be at the contents in a trice. 1 kept her some four years, and at last was forced to slioot her, for she took to game poaching in right good earnest, and ended by living in a rabbit's burrow, from which, after trying to coax without success, she was incontinently drawn and shot. I have often thought she was a forest-born cat, of parents getting their sustenance in the coverts, and living there as cats will often do, after the first departure lrom virtue iu he direction of game poaching. We must learn to infuse sublimity into trities; that is power. Flattery is like false money, it impov erishes those who receive it. It is a great point of wisdom to know how to estimate little things. ••Ordering Dinner.•' Society nmy be considered with re gard to tbe joys ftud trouble* of dining, as divided into three great zones or sec tions, whereof one alone is for the most part great ly exercised with the daily prob lem :—"What shall % we eat?" There is, 011 the one hand, a privileged and much envied class that cam eait pretty nearly whatever it chooses, and which leaves the taiak of selecting and providing the dishes for the chef meal of the day to some trusty subordinate. The unfortu nate persons who belong to this section have usually a chief who has found out what are their favorite viands, and who with a moderate share of ingenuity can compose each day u bill of fare with which the muster or mistress of the house will be pleased, or at least conten ted. Very possibly this class may not be so large as the vulgar herd suppose, and a glance into the interior sanctum of some fine house might discover a Cabinet Minister or the wife of a biuight of the Garter engaged in the undigni fied and unstatesmanlike proceeding of holding a morning colloquy with the cook. Hut the class, wehther large or small, undoubtedly exists, and one of the most notable specimens of it was the great Duke of Wellington, who was never observed either to know or care what ho was eating, and would baye found it fur more difficult to draw up a menu than to win a pitched buttle in the fielu. 011 the other hand, there is the class of unfortunates —or fortu uates, as the philosophers call them— w hose fare is regulated by a very simple rule, for it consists of what they can get. Nofc on ly} rrs mora and pensioners, school-boys and lodgers in seaside boarding-houses, must put up with the food that is set before them by their caterers, but a large number of ]>er fectly independent subjects of her Ma jesty, living in their own dwellings, are reduced to a similar necessity, and spared the difficulty ol making a choice." The cottager who lias invested a suitable share of his Saturday wages iu a joint is thereby committed to a diet which lie cannot vary for the next two or three days, or at least can only vary, if he dines at home, by cutting ft different vegetable from day to day from his garden. Hut between these two ex tremes lies the broad zone, including 1 eli-j of ti.o middle classes, of those who have daily to answer, either personally or by deputy, the question, "What will you have for dinner to-day?" •Now, to a great many managers of house-holds—young wives, especially, and nervous widowers this question is fraught with untold terrors. It is the one great trial of the day, never fully provided against, ever new though al ways old, a perpetual anxiety and exer cise for the miud, whose inventive powers seem somehow or other to be never in so slack a condition as at the moment when the inevitable house keeper appeal's with the well-known formula cii her lips. No amount of experience or practice can overcome the absence of that originality which is es sential to a good domestic caterer, but which Nature has denied to so many worthy ladies capable of excelling iu all other departments the housewife's art. Tor the epicure, or at least the female epicure, is born, not educated ; and no amount of teaching 111 the most approved school of cookery will atone for the absence of that essential quali fication that the orderor of a dinner should feel an interest in the work. Thus it is that the wife who is deficient in this natural gift may be heard among her most intimate friends entreating to to be posted up in some nice new dishes wlueh will seive to ornament and en liven her bill of fare for a month or so to come. Fusts are then made out, or pencil marks scored against the recom mended delicacies in that cookery book which the uninvcntive housewife never fails to have at hand. Hut the entrees nnd entremets which looked and tasted so nice at the friend's house, present very often quite a different appearance aud flavor at home ; and the expected successes are as often as not dismal fai lures, especially wiien any particular merit is expected iu them. This sail result will sorni times follow even "in the best regulated households," and when the cook is not only competent but honestly desirous of giving the new experiment a fair trial. Hut how many cases are there where this autocrat of the lower regions is either uuablo or unwilling to achieve the proposed feat ! Kleptomania. M. Pierre Giflfard gives some inter esting information about that fashiona ble disease known as kleptomania. He says that 110 less than 4000 women are annually caught stealing from Paris counters, and the number of titled ladies seized with kleptomania while examining the fashions is almost in credible. Among recent culprits were a Russian princess, a French countess, an English duchess, and the natural daughter of a reigning sovereign. Of course, people of this quality never appear in the police court, but arrange a quiet settlement with the proprietors, often making a round contribution, occasionally as much as $2,000, for the relief of the poor, as a condition of being let off. The police authorities, it appears, consent to such settlements. Gooeiore one single word. The Lumber Region on the Kuulto River. The mouth of the river, when we had gone near enough to have a good view of it from a headland, made a very noble picture. The green hills on the south slope gradually to a well-turfed base, hiding the beach, but showing a long sand-spit running out almost across the very entrance of the little bay, be hind which are calm shadows. The northern headland, on the other hand, stands in bold outline—a point of sheer cliff jutting between the ocean and the river. Yet the charge of those waves rolling from the spicy archipelagoes of the great South Sea, or from the bleak coast of Tartarv, is met, not by this mole, but by an outer row of gigantic, isolated rocks, overtopping the tide as the stones of Carnac rear their heads above the level plain, and the imagina tion can easily believe some giant of old, more powerful than the Druids, to have planted them as a breakwater guarding the harbor. Around their base curls the angry foam of swift charging, impotent breakers, and they gl vin the snowy clouds of spray that euveiop their flanks, for thus the rage of the ol oceans, is proved ineffectual, and the tamed waves sink behind them into sullen peace upon the weedy shore. Such was the broad landscape of the region where we cast our lot these pleasant June days, and watchod the cutting of the big trees. Tradition says that credit for the very first attempt to make lumber with a saw in this region (for the Bussiaus hewed all their beams and planks) be long to John Dawson and Bodega. Dawson wus one of three sailors who abandoned their ship at San Francisco, as early as J, preferring ihe iree and easy life of the Calfornians. In two or three years they became citizens under the Mexican government, and took up granted ranches hereaway, Dawson marrying the daughter of a Spanish dragoon oflicer. She was only fourteen when she went to live as mis tress of the Canada do Pogolome, and only seventeen when she found Herself the richest widow in Northern Califor nia. Dawson's lumber was cut over pits by means of a rip saw, which he handled without help. Not half a century later, steam mills iu this dis trict are turning out two hundred thou sand feet of lumber daily. Animal ts Agamm Forests. The destruction of tress and shrubs and consequent bare, bleak, dfy, un productive and unliealthy present con dition of tlie islands and districts of Greece and the regions around, once famous for their charms and shade, ver dure, fertility and popuiouiwess is charged to the browzing of goats. The new government of Cypruss is consider ing bow these animals can best be re duced or conlined. Goats were intro duced iuto another Eughsh island Saint H leua, within a century, and the trees and shrubbery suddenly and rapidly died oil' so soon as they began to lie numerous. Tue same obstacle in a difiorent and less degree is a rock of stumbling iu our attempts at forestry. A chief item of expense in many situa tions is that of fencing in the ground plauted, uutil the trees attain a size unattactable by cattle. For best re sults, close planting ami entire exclu sion of animals are preferable* On most farms pasture is at times an ut most necessity. Every rod of ground that will yield any at all most be util ized. If there is no grass the foliage and even the stems of trees must serve. Hence, with the best of intentions for conservation, some unlucky day or pinching season occurs, when the hith erto well nursed plantation is browsed, broken aud greatly iujured, if not ruiued. Venus 111 January. Venus is morning star throughout the mouth, Though she has had to descend from the proud position she occupied at the time of the transit, she is still tl*e fairest aud brightest of the starry throng that makes the mormng sky tremulous with brightness. Venus makes a superb appearance now in the easthern sky in the morning. Every lover of the stars wha beholds her beaming face about the 9th of the month will be fully repaid for the trouble of getting up early, the price demauded for exhibition. She then reaches her period of greatest brilliancy on the western side of the sun. She has two of those periods, one thirty-six days before inferior con junction, when she is evening star, and the other thirty-six days after inferior conjunction, when she is morning star. In the former case seen nuthe telescope, she appears as a waning crescent, like the old moon, Iu the latter she appears as a waxing crescent, like the new moon. On th£ 19th Venus is in conjnuctoin with Eta Opliiuchi, a star in the constellation of the Serpent Bearer, being two degrees north. The planet and star will be at their nearest point at 11 o'clock in the evening, when they are below the hori zon. They will be sufficiently near to be worth getting up to see on the morn ing of the 20th, when Venus rises not far from 4 o'clock. Venus rises about a quarter before 5 o'clock in the morning; at the end of the month she rises a few miutes after 4 o'clock. Shark Jewelry. Industrial art now employs the skins of certain sharks for sleeve buttons aud the like—these, when dried and polish ed, almost equalling the choicest stones, and greatly resembling the fossil coral porites. Tne yertebrss of the shark are always in demand for canes. The open ing filled with marrow duriug life is for this purpose flitted with a steel or iron rod, the side openings are filled with mother-of pearl, and, when polished, the cane is decidedly ornamental, NO. 8.