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THE MILLHEDI JOURNAL,
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A SCHOOL MA RMS STORY.
A frosty chill was :n the air-
How plainly 1 remember—
The blight autumnal tires hint pilled,
Save here and there an ember;
The sky looked hard, the hills were bare,
And there were tokens everywhere
That it had come—November.
1 locked the time-worn schoolhouse door.
The village seat of learning.
Across the smooth, well-trodden path
My homeward footsteps turning;
My heart a troubled question bote,
And m mv mind, as oft before,
A vexing thought was burning.
"Why is it np the hill all the way?"
Thus run mv meditations;
The lessons had gone wrong that day,
And I bad lost my patience.
"Is there no way to soften care,
And make it easi-n- to bear
Life's sorrows and vexations?"
Across my pathway through the wood
A fallen tree was lying:
On this there sat two little girls.
And one of them was crying.
1 hearu her sob: "And it I could
I'd get iv lessons awful good.
But what's the use of trying!"
And then the little hooded head
Sank on the other's shoulder;
The little weeper sought the arms
That opened to enfold her.
Against the young heart, kind and true,
She nestled close and neither knew
That I was a beholder.
And then 1 heard—ah! ne'er was known
Such judgement w thout malice,
Nor queetilier council ever heard
In senate, house, or palace!—
1 shonld have failed there. I am sure.
Don't be discouraged: try once more.
And I will help you, Alice!
"And I will help you.' This is how
To soften carft aa<l grieving:
IdTe is made easier to bear
By helping and by giving.
Hero was the answer I hail sought,
And I, the teacher, being taught
The secret of true living.
if "I will help you" were the rule,
How changed be von d all measure
Life would become! Each heavy load
Would be a golden treasure;
Fniu and vexation be forgot;
Hope would piev&il in every tot,
And life bo ouly pleasure.
A Hundred Years to Come.
Who'll press for gold the crowded street
A hundred years to come?
Who'll tread yon church with willing feet
A hundred years to come?
Paie, trembling age. and tlery youth
And childhood, with its brow of truth.
The rich and poor, on land, on sea—
Where will the mighty millions be
A hundred years to oolite?
We all within our graves shall sleep.
A hundred years to come;
No living soul for us will weep.
A hundred years to come;
But othei men our land will tiil,
And others then our streets will till
And other birds will sing as gay.
And bright the sunshine as to-day.
A hundred years to come.
Now there was a boy who was a boy!
No pale faced, sickly-looking young
ster was he. An apple's redness
wasn't a circumstance to the color of
his cheeks, and his appetite might have j
raised the price of provisions. There
wasn't such the town, nor j
in any other town. Just show us his
match, name your price, and the mon
ey is yours.
Almost everybody called him
"Dodd's boy," (although Dodd him
self called him Sam)-so with us,
Dodd's boy let it be.
How he could yell ! In the wild
prairies of tne West theie wasn't an
Indian, who on hearing Dodd's bo*'s
yell, wouldn't have been ashamed of
his own weak war-whoop. But he
wasn't always noisy. His voice could
be low, and sweet and tender—for a
bundle of contradictions was this boy
A sharp one, too, was Dodd's boy ?
You couldn't pull any wool over his 1
eyes ! People said to do that, "one
would have to get up mighty early in
the morning." Tite truth was one
couldn't have done it even if he had
stayed up all night ! Dodd's boy was
as wide awake as wide awake could
There was no knowing where to
have him. Across the street a mo
ment ago—now yelling at your very
heels—and quicker than you can turn
round, across the street again laughing
to burst his sides.
lie wasn't a bad fellow, though -
this boy of Dodd's—don't think it !
He never did a mean or cruel thing in
his life. All the dogs and cats in the
neighborhood liked him,and Dod 1 him
self said he was worth Lis weight in
gold ; which was praise indeed ; for
he was the yillage butcher, and had
taken the boy out of charity, and was
very hard to please.
Dodd's boy was in love. You
needn't laugh ! What right-minded
lad has no place in his heart for some
pretty little fairy ? Show him to us,
let us look at him, and see how quickly
we wDI show you , that iie is a fraud,
and not right minded at all !
His fairy -s name was Dolly, and she
was Dodd's daughter. After seeing
her you never would have blamed tlit
boy for loving her. Why attempt to
describe her ? Pea of mortal could
not do it. Imagine her as sweet and
pretty as you please, and you cannot do
Dodd lived away from his shop, in a
liltle two-story cottage, just outside
the town. Belonging to the cottage
was the neatest, cleanest, little stable
you ever saw. In it was Dodd's boy's
room—neat and clean, too as every
thing had to be about that stable.
The boy was considered quite a
member of the family, and spent his
evenings with them. He thought the
little parlor, wit'i its little piano, and
other attractions too numerous to men
tion, the very summit of earthly gran
DEININGER & BUMILL"ER, E litors unci Proprietors.
It may be mentioned bete that every
thing about the premises was on a
small, cunning scale.
When Dolly sat at the little piano
and sang, (wonderfully like a bird !)
the boy listened, with ears, eyes and
mout It wide open.
We couldn't begin to tell van all the
songs site sang ; but there was one the
Iny loved to list en to better than all the
rest. An older friend in the spirit of
mischief, had taught her it ; and in
truth it was a strange story for such a
little girl to sing. Even now it is
known everywhere as "Tender and
True." Dolly only knew the first few
lines, which are these :
"Could ye coino lu.'k to me. Douglas. Douglas.
Iu the eld likeness that 1 knew?
1 would be so faittltul, so loving, Douglas,
Doug las, Douglas, tender and true;
Never scornful word should pain you—
I'd smile as sweet as the angels do."
You better believe that song was the
boy's favorite. We really believe be
would have listened to it for days,with
out even stopping for tneals !
On a certain night, memorable in
the history of Dodd's boy, Dolly, after
playing and singing ever so long, had
gone to bed thoroughly tired, lie had
gone to his room ; but, being neither
tired nor sleepy, was reading. The
moon's silver light shone in so beauti*
fully that lie laid aside his book and
blew out the flune of his coal-oil lamp.
Moonlight and coal-oil !—the b>y had
too much taste to like a combination
like that :
lie stood by t'-e window, thinking a
bout the moon, and stars, and God !
There was a vein of sentiment in him
—and good sentiment, too—although
he was only a butcher's boy.
A sound broke the sweet, deep si
lence ; no, not broke the silence, but
melted into it, and seemed almost a
part of it. Because it seemed so, and
tiiat he was half dreaming, at first the
boy was not startled. But the sound
growing more strong and clear, he
started and listened, wondering.
"Never a scornful word mount pain you—
1M smile as sweet as the angels do.*'
Dolly's song and D illy"s voice at
His heart beat faster. It took a
great leap ! In three jumps lie was at
the bead of the stairs : in three more
at the foot. In a few seonds he was
in the open air, praying God to save
There, clad in her night dress, upon
the roof of the house, stood Dolly.
For the moment the sight m ido
Dodd's boy powerless. He shuddered
as he saw Dolly begin to walk along the
very edge. The danger which had be
numbed him, Drought him to himself.
Dodd's boy was quite a reader, and
remembering what he read, knew a
thing or two. She was walking in her
sleep—there could be no doubt of that.
He had read once that to ciy out to one
walking in sleep is dangerous. There
was but one way—he counted the dan
ger to himself as nothing.
"I must walk below her," he
thought. "The root's not high, and if
she falls, I can save her from these cru
el bricks. It dosn't make any differ
ence if I do get hurt."
Fine fellow. Dodd's boy !
Back and foith her little feet bore
her along the roof's edge ; and be! AV,
exactly beneath her. walked tiic boy.
After a little s!ie_ stood still again
With a feeling that was almost one
of awe, he listened to her. llow
strangely like she was to those child
angels he had seen in dreams singing
upon the walls of Heaven f
Beautiful as she was. with the moon
light streaming on her, it was sad to
see her thus so near to danger and per
haps to death !—sad to hear that sweet
voice, whbh in a moment might be
stilled forever !—and she so uncou
cious of it all !
When the song died away, as Eolian
harps still with the dying wind, she
turned and disappeared.
Dodd's bov heard her stepping to the
other side of the roof.
In an agony of fear he ran around.
Not an instant to soon !
One step to far, and she fell.
But into his aims ! into his arms !
The shock bore him to the ground,
and he felt terrible pain in his arms
that had saved her.
Dolly's shrieks aroused her father,
who coming quickly out, held her
soothingly to his breast, only a little
But what ot Dodd's boy.
He lay there striving to keep back
the groans that would come. lie had
saved the child ; but poor fellow ! both
of his arms were broked !
When they bore him in, and laid him
tenderly, 30 tenderly, upon tho best
bed in the house, and Dolly wept over
him,he did not mind the pain so much;
when Mr. Dodd said he was a hero, he
felt proud ; and when the doctor can e,
and the broken limbs were set, and
Dolly said that, she w >uld be his nurse
till ho was strong and well again, he
fel. happy aud content.
MILLHEIM, PA., THURSDAY, MARCH 20., 1884.
Indeed she kepi her promiso !
Though he was helpless, and often in
much pain, those days passe J like a
pleasant dream. Years after, when he
was a wanderer from that home and
her, the sweet fare that had wept and
laughed with him was mirrored in his
Theie is more to tell. They, with
hearts so dry as to laugh at love, had
better turn away. The bioken arms
healed and became strong and shapely
Again. The time came, a sad time t >
all of them, when the biy left Do.hi,
Dod I'a daughter, and went into the
great world to seek his fortune.
He found it too ! but found no for
get fulness of 11is child love.
No longer Dodd's boy, but a man
who had made a name to bo proud of,
he returned to IOOK upon the face of
his fairy once more.
When he calhd he asked :
"Is Mr. Dodd in ?"
No, Mr Dodd had "just stepped out
for a little while."
"Is Miss Dodd in ?"
The formal'Miss,,Dodd almost stuck
in his throat.
Yes, she was in.
He sent up His card.
Wasn't that funny? Dodd's b>y
sending up a c ml.
"What will tlie meeting be like ?"
he thought, as he waited for her.
"No>v that she is a young Inly, will
there be any of the chil lisli heartiness
of old in tier manner ? Or will she
have grown beyond and forgetful of
me ?" And Dodd's boy that was,sigh
When she enters the room he is a
shamed of his doubts. She holds out
both hands to him with such a smile
of welcome that he fancies lie sees the
Dolly of old 1
Soon 1) >dd comes in, and gives his
Like tlie sensible, sympathetic man
he is, after a little while he says :
"I must really go to bed."
So he goes.
Dodd's boy that was, and the child
Dolly that was, the n >b! • n n an J wo
man who are, ire al > i ■ a ; ti i .
You may guess what lie saiil tolier—
the question he aske 1 her s. earnestly.
You may gin s what 1> lly's answer
was, when, stepping to the little piano,
she gave it in almost the exact words
of the old song :
'*Vou have com • back to me, Dotig'as, Douglas,
In theoM likeness that I knew;
I will be so faithful, so loving, Douglas,
Douglas, Douglas, tender and true.
A judicious wife is always nipping
off from her husband's moral nature
little twigs that are gr >wi eg in wrong
directions. She keeps him ia sh.i;. by
continually pniui ig. It >'<> i sty a iy
tliing silly, sh ' will affectionately b-11
you so. If you declare you will do
some absurd thing site dads soma
means of preventing you fr m doing
it. And by far the chief pit <>f the
earn toon sense there is in the wo: Id be
longs unquestionably to wamen. The
wisest things a man commonly does are
those things which his wife conns- Is
him to do. As ife is a grand wielder
of the moral pnwmieg knife. If ,Io!:n
--son's wife had li\:d I here would have
been no hoarding up < f orangepeel. no
touching all the posts in walking along
the streets, no eating and drinking
with a disgusting voracity. If Oliver
Goldsmith had been married, ho never
would have worn that memorable ai.d
ridiculous coat. Whenever you li id a
man whom you know little ab >ut oddly
dressed, or talking absurdly, or exhib
iting eccentricities of 111 inner,you may
be sure that lie is not a m irried ram,
for the corners are roun I>d off—the
little shoots pared a.vay—in married
men. Wives have generally more tense
than their husbands, even though
they may be clever men. The wif.-'s
advice is like the ballast that keeps the
Effect of California's Climato.
There can hardly lie any question
of the climate causes of nervousness
and restlessness here. Men can nev
er rest anywhere. They are restless
during business; they drop into sa
loons and drink; they rush home; they
are hardly there before they want to
be off somewhere; a quiet, pleasant
evening is out of tin' question. I
have noticed from the experience of
many people I know that there is
some climatic cause for this. A
friend of mine went up north, and on
his return noted the most extraordi
nary ehango While away he had
felt quite inclined to rest. He did his
business very quietly and enjoyed
himself. As soo as he landed in
| San Francisco the old nervous spirit
appeared. He hurried home. lie
felt that lie could not settle anywhere,
and he hurries now everywhere and
' is forever restless.
A PA PLII FOX TIIL IIOE I BULK
Gomo With tho Crowd.
A Few Words of Sound Act vice to
tho Rising 1 Generation.
(I ioiii tin* Detroit Live Press.)
See here,my liov! The hells have mug
the old year out and the new one HI,
and a new watch has come on deck. II
you think you are going right along in
the same old grooves, while the rest of
us are making changes, you are up a
tree. You've got to toe the mark along
with the remainder of the world.
Now, then; you are beginning life.
You are from in to 21 years old. You
think you know all about it, but the
fact is you arn't more than halt-baked
yet. What you don't know would cov
er all Lake Erie, while your worldly
wisdom would'nt knock an owl oil his
perch. Suppose you m ike a resolve to
begin the year 1881 by not knowing
more than half as muck as Plato, Dio
genes and other wise men. If you
should condescend to admit that you
didn't even know more than your own
father, it wouldn't greatly affect your
general standing with the world.
Perhaps you smoke or chew. What
for? What's the use of paying out SIOO
a year to insure had breath, headaches,
red eyes, decayed teeth and nervous
debility, when you can secure a broken
leg, which is far nicer, by a tumble
down stairs? Chewing is a vicious,nasty
hahit. Smoking affects the brain and
verves and stomach. We admit that a
joung chap of your age looks like a
great statesman when he comes down
the avenue puffing away at a live-cent
grab, but suppose you didn't look like
anybody but yourself?
May be you drink a little; very proba
bly you do. A young man of your age
is apt to think it smart to guzzle down
lager and tipple wine.but there's where
he is 1 tine. Even old drunkards would
caution you against the practice. Drink
not only wastes money, but it severs
friendships, breeds anger, brings about
quarrels, and there is no end to the
train of wretchedness it entails. Yes,
great lawyers, statesmen, poets and
philosophers drink, but they loose re
spect by it. Men have a contempt for
their weakness, and the world reads
tin ir epitaphs with sneers. Don't make
a per>imtnon of yourself because some
one else lias.
Played poker or faro yet? If so we
hope you got such a skinning as will
lost your IPe-tiuie. Let gambling alone.
Fight as say of gambling rooms as you
would of a mad dog. People tell you a
bout luck. That's all bosh. The gam
bler lias you by the throat the moment
you enter his door. You can't make
any money out of liim, but he will see
to it that you add to his capital.
Now, as your personal traits. You
may come naturally by your egotism,
but keep it in check. The world in
general looks upon it as a disease.
Even if you know all you think you
know the rest of lis won't admire it.
Men hate boasters and braggarts.
Bluntness is a good thing sometimes;
sometimes it isn't. Civility and a con
scientious regard for other people's
fi clings arc ti ump cards in the game of
life. Be charitable without encouraging
vice; he honest in your opinions, but
don't imagine that it is your duty to
oreak up a family or start a church
scandal; in your dealings be square.
You may loose it for a time, but when
the public comes to understand that
you are a just and upright man you'll
make m >ney and keep friends as well.
In fact, young man, suppose you
square up villi your tailor, pay the bal
ance at your boot-makers, part your
hair 011 the side and fall into procession
with the rest of us. We don't claim to
be pretty, and we don't own all the
brains in the country,but we can teach
you several tilings that may come use
ful in future years,and we guarantee to
prove that horse sense and square deal
ing are certain to pay a semi-annual
Forests and Drainage.
Cover a table with a thick stratum
of spongy moss and pour on a gallon
of water. The water will ooze
through and trickle down the table,
but very slowly, day by day, and that
process of liberation will continue for
a long time; four hours after the table
will still he dripping wet. Then remove
the moss and empty the same gallon
pot 011 the centre of the table. This
time the deluge will pour down in a
thick rush and four hours later the ta
ble will he as dry as if nothing had
happened. With the samp difference
of result a rain shower nets on a
\yood ed and treeless country.
The forest, with its net-work of moss
and roots, absorbs nine-tenths of the
moisture, and yields it slowly in
brooks and porrcnial springs. A nak
ed hill permits it to pour down in rap
id deluge, brooks swell to torrents
and rivers to seas; but in the sum
mer time those same rivers shrink to
shallow creeks, their head waters in
the treeless mountains have run dry.
Popperman'n Oolded Wisdom.
'I bolieve I'm being robbed,' said Mr.
Popperman to bis wife, as be entered
'By Walter, my grocery clerk. I
went into the store to-day and discover
ed him in the act of putting something
in bis pocket. I also heard, or thought
I heard,a sound such :ts would be made
by one coin falling on another iu si per
son's pocket. I said nothing to the
clerk, its 1 did not desire to accuse him
until. I was certain of his dishonesty.'
'Are you sure you heard tho coins
clinking in his pocket?' asked Mrs.
'No, I'm not sure. Here, I'll experi
ment, and determine if such a sound
can be heard twenty feet off. Take
these two $lO gold pieces. Stand near
the door. Put one in your pocket, and
drop the other one upon it. I will
Mrs. Popperman did as directed, and
'Did you hear it?'
'Yes, I heard it. Consequently the
result of my experiment is *
'That 1 *ll have a new S2O bonnet be
fore I sleep this night,' exclaimed Mrs.
Popperman, as she snatched up her
false front and slid out of the front
Introduced by a Horse.
In colonial times before the establish
ment <4 stage coaches,travelers between
Boston and Philadelphia usually per
formed the journey on horse back.
Benjamin Franklin was fond of this
mode of conveyance, and while on his
way to visit his native city, bought a
a line black horse, which had once be
longed to a Connecticut minister.
He happened on his journey to pass
near the house of another clergyman,
an intimate friend of the former owner.
The house stood at the end of a long
lane. As the horse'eatne to the lane he
instantly wheeled into it. Franklin
sought in vain to 'urn him back into
the main road.
He then loosened the rein, and the
horse swiftly galloped to tho house.
The family came out, the clergyman
leading and bowing courteously.
Franklin raised his hat and said:
"1 am Benjamin Franklin, of Phila
delphia, I am travelling to Boston, and
my horse seems to have some business
with you, as lie insisted on coming to
replicd.the clergy man, smiling,
"that horse has often been here before.
Pray alight, and come in and lo.lge
with us to-night."
The invitation was frankly accepted,
delightful evening followed. A
friendship was formed for life; and
Franklin never passed that way with
out a cordial welcome. lie often said
he was the only man who was intro
duced by his horse.
A STRANGE COUTSHIP.
An old batehelor German immi
grant, who is tilling the soil in Dako
ta, tiring of his solitary lot, but find
ing no helpmate near, wrote some
time ago to his aged mother in Ger
many, asking her to chose and send
him a wife. She replied that she
knew the right woman, but she was
living in Brazil. She wrote to tlie
woman, however, inclosing the son's
photograph, describing him and his
life, and proposing to her to share it.
The suggestion found favor in her
eyes, and through the mother the son
was informed. Further correspond
ence followed, giving directions, and
the means of travel, and a few weeks
ago the heroine of this singular triang
ular courtship came from Brazil to
New York, and thence went west to
meet her husband.
John Logan's Grandson.
A Washington letter says : General
Logan's little grands< n,Logan Tucker,
is one of those odd, wise little chiidien
who are always surprising their eldere
with same unforeseen speech. This
live year old mite was on the knees of
one of General Logan's friends the oth
er day, and the gentleman producing a
shiny new nickel,made the youngster's
black eyes dance. The little fellow
looked over at his mother, who shook
hei head and signalled for him not to
take the gift, and then glanced at his
grandfather, who gave him a stern look
and another meaning nod. Tue Lo
gan blood rose in the little namesake
then, and grasping the new coin the
harder,he put up his head and said in a
tone of argument and entreaty :
Why. grandpa, he don't want any of
fice !" The small boy won the cam
that time, and the litiie group were
convulsed at the innocent proof of the
way iniquity underlies everything in
this political city.
Women will never be as well paid for
lecturing as men, simply because they
h .ve done so much of the thing for
Terms, SI.OO psr Year, in Advance.
Odds and Ends
California has 900 churches.
Australia has 3,000/100 inhabitants.
There are 10, 823 Quakers in Indiana.
A cremation society has lieen organ
ized in 1 hston.
Chicago has 21,000,000 bushels of
grain in store.
The sulphur beds of Utah embrace
several million acres.
Baltimore boasts of a debt of tliirty
eight million dollars.
There are 5,000 homeless and desti
tute chiidten in Chicago.
It takes 260 bushels of potatoes to
make a ton of starch.
Germany is going in heavily for beet
root sugar culture.
Many New England cotton mills are
running on half time.
Two men were attacked by a mob in
Spain for selling Bibles.
London Bible societies gaye away 4,-
989,660 bibles last year.
Tallulah, Ga., has two women deputy
Chicago is making an effort to stay
the tide of divorce seekers.
Gen. llemimer is to have a monu-
Oriskany, N. V.
Pickpockets are said to infest every
railroad town in Mississippi.
A statute of Garfield has been oidered
at Berlin, for San Francisco.
Not one of the six Congressmen from
California was born in the state.
Niagara hack men haved formed ar.
association for self-protection.
Indiana pays her ministers over a
million dollars a year m salaries.
Chinese laundr men in San Francis
co have organized a labor union.
A nlast in a quarry near Bodie, Cal.,
uncovered five petiilied eggs.
Forty-three English yachts are now
cruising in the Mediterenean.
A colony of German farmers are on
their way to southern California.
A Massachassets baby has twelve
toes, ten lingers and two thumbs.
Second Adventists say the world will
end on the 4th of November.
There are 20,000 members of the
Methodist church in South Africa.
Over 2.000 men are employed in the
Scrameto River salmon fisheries.
The output of the Michigan ircn
mines last year was 2.300,000 tons.
New Hampshire has 9.8 surviving
veterans of I he war of 1812.
In four years $300,000,000 liaev been
spent on the new railroads in the south.
Four hundred and fifty-two railroad
trains leave Boston every week day.
One person in every 1,000 of the pop
ulation of New York State is blind.
The Ohio breeders of Jersey cattle
say their herds are worth $1,800,000.
There are a million people in Great
Britain who receive charitable relief.
There is great distress among the
Chinese laborers in British Columbia.
At Jonkonimr, Sweden, is the oldest
and largest matchfactory in the world.
China now manufactures firearms cf
all kinds and superior workmanship.
Teachers of French in England have
organized a society far mut.il protec
There are places in New York wheie
you can get stale beer for a cent a glass.
The wooden boxes that bring oranges
form Florida aie manufactured in
The manufacture of salt in Michigan
is one of the most important industries
If you would not have affliction visit
yoti twice, listen at once to what it
Milwaukee lias more saloons in pro
portion to population than any other in
Ilorses and cattle west ot Medna riv
er, Texas, are dying by hundreds for
want of grass.
Long Island farmers are forming vig
ilance committees for prosecuting thiev
The spruce trees in Vermont have
been attacked by a mysterious disease
which is destroying them.
The Detroit Free Press says that
four-fifths of the female hired help in
that city came from Canada,
A Lady of Havana, 111., though now
ninety years of age, has worked 10,000
yards of lace in the last two years.
It is well enough to be rich, but to
parade your riches is contemptible. A
man may be proud of las house, but it
is not necessary to ride on a ridgepole,
;ys the proverb.
To rule ones anger is well; to prevent
it is better.
When prayers are strongest, mercies
If sHl*seiilMM-s order the rihmttt intuition of
newspapers, the punllshers may continue to
send tliem until all arrearages are paid.
Jf subscribers refuse or neglect to take ttelr
newspapors from the office to which they are . s ent
they are held responsible until they have settled
the bills and ordered them discontinued.
If suliscribers move toother places without In
forming the publisher, and the uewspnpers ar
sent to t lie former place, they are responsible.
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ALLEGHENY ST., BELLEFONTE, PA.
C, G. McMILLEN,
Gooil Sample Room on First Floor. Free
llnsslo and from all trains. Special rates to
witnesses and Jurors.
BISHOP STREET, BELLEFONTE, PA.,
House newly refitted aud refurnished. Ev
erything done to make guests comfortable.
Rates model ate. Patronage respectfully solici
(Most Central Hotel in tle city.)
CORNER OK MAIN AND JAY BTBEHTS,
LOCK HAVEN, PA.
Good Sample Rooms for Commercial Travel
ers on first floor.
"Is IT too warm to-day to wear an
overcoat ?" Well, if it's a n?w one it
isn't too warm ; but if it's an old ona
Tliey say you can see the new comet
now with the aid of a glass. Be care
ful to take a glass of the right kind,
otherwise ycu may see two comets.
Wanting to have a quiet time the
other day the editor hung the office
towel outside the front door, and the
usual run of callers all thought some
one was dead and passed by on tiptoe.
ANOTHER LITTLE QUEEN.
'What shall we name baby sister?'
asked a mother of her little four-year
'Call her Early, mamma; that's a
'Early! That's not a little girl's
'Oh, yes it is. Don't you remoni
l>er you read to me about the little
girl who was to be the May Queen,
and who wanted her mother to eall
A GOLD SNAP.
'I had hardly entered the room,'
said he, with a tremulous voice, 'when
a mist suddenly gathered before my
eyes. I was unable to see an inch in
front of me. I heard the murmur of
voices, and then—'
'Von fainted,' quickly put in his
'No; I wiped the frost off my glass
A GENTLE REMINDER.
'Will you be good enough to bring
me some butter?' said a traveler to a
'You have butter oil your butter
dish, sir,' returned the haughty night
of the soup-ladle, in reproachful tones.
Oh ! excuse mc,' said the traveler,
'I took it for a grease spot.'
And then HO sound could be heard
except the gentle rustle of the dinner
A HARD WORKER.
As showing the honesty of the av
erage ward striker, a prominent poli
tician warrants that at a recent elec
tion, when he was a candidate for of
fice, he went to a poll iri the eastern
part of the city on election day, and
was mysteriously beckoned to one
side by a colored man.
'What do you want?' said I.
'Jess a leetle money, boss; jess a
leetle money to treat the boys. I'se
a wuckin' hard fur yer, bors, I is.'
He had a large package of tickets
in his hand, and I thought I'd see how
hard lie was 'wuckin' for me, so I
grabbed them away from him, and you
may shoot me if my name wasn't
scratched off every one of them.
A lady while engaged in the pur
suit of her domestic duties, encounter
ed a mouse in the flour barrel. She
summoned the man servant and told
him to get a gun, eall the dog and sta
tion himself at a convenient distance.
Then she clambered up-stairs and
commenced to punch the flour barrel
with a pole. Presently the mouse made
its appearance and started across the
floor. The dog started at once in pur
suit. The man fired and the dog
dropped dead. The lady fainted, fell
down the stairs, and the man thinking
that she was killed, and fearing that
he would be arrested for murder, dis
appeared, and has not bden seen since.
The mouse escaped.