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A Life Sketch.
"Walter, I wouldn't do it. It's a
business that we air.t fit for. We are
doing very well now ; at any rate, we
are walking with our eyes open and
managing our own affairs. Think how
we have worked and contrived, and al
most stinted ourselves to get that thou
sand dollars into the bank. And what
have we done it for V Don't you still
desire to own the Craston meadow,aud
don't you mean to put up the new barn ?
O, Walter I if vou will listen to me you
will tell Mr. Plausible Sparkler to take
care of his own busiuess and allow you
to take care of youis. Let us own the
beautiful meadow, as we have so long
talked of, and let us have barn-room e
nough for the cattle we can keep when
that meadow is ours. O, think, my
dear husband, we'll have one of the
best and one of the handsomest farms
in this whole region."
"Yes, I know, Jennie ; but vou don't
exactly understand. You don't take
into account what is sure to come back
to us. Think of the thousands we'll
have where now we've got little or
nothing. Why, bless you ! look at it.
Mr. Sparkler nas made me a grand of
fer. He lets me have the stock for two
dollars and a-half and the par value is
twenty dollars. Why,l'd be a fool not
to take it. He wouldn't do that to
many—now. you bet."
"Walter, you are entirely carried a
way by that man's wonderful talk.
Now, will you just listen to me (or. a
few moments. In the first place, you
know very well that Plausible Sparkler
wouldn't give you a dollar to save you.
He is not one of that kind. >iow,
about the price of the stock. Look me
in the eye, Walter; would that man sell
you a horse for one-quarter or one-half
of what it was really worth ? Ah, you
know he wouldn't. No, the very fact
that he offers the shares at that price is
proof that they are good for nothing.
And now, there's just one more thing.
If the land of which Sparkler tells was
so rich in minerals, in coal, and oil, !
and.in such magnificent lumber,do you
suppose he and his mates would be a
round among poor folks like us picking
up dollar by dollar ? No, you know
they would easily find the capital neces
sary to develop it."
"Ah ! but, my dear wife, the very
object of tliis company is to keep out
these wealthy capitalists. These men
have been poor themselves,aud they are
bound to give poor men a chance.
And, you see, they must have money
capital—with which to develop the
property,and put it into working order.
There are stearn engines to be put up,
and furnaces aud forges to be built,
and a branch road must be built.
Don't you see ? Our two thousand dol
"Tico thousand ! Why, it was only a
thousand the other day."
"Yes, I know ; but d' you see, I've
just concluded that two thousand will
give me just double what one thousand
will give ; aye, and more,too ; for they
will make me a preseut of fifty shares
outright if I put in two thousand dol
lars. That would be eight hundred
and fifty shares ; and in less than a
year that stock will be worth ten dol
lars. In two j'ears it willMja at par !
And we'll live to see it worth an even
hundred. I tell you, Jennie, it's a big
"But where are you to raise two
thousand dollars, Walter ?"
"Why, we've got a thousand in the
bank, and I can raise a-thousaud on the
house and farm."
Jennie Witherell turned pale and
trembled. She was frightened, for she
saw that her husband was entirely in
fatuated. Walter was thirty years of
age, a strong, steady, industrious, sim
ple-minded man ; and she, the wife,
was two years younger. They had
been married eight years, and three
beautiful childrsn blessed theii home.
Walter had received the farm with his
wife. It had been her father's, but
there had bfeen a thousand-dollar mort
gage on it, and that mortgage he had
lifted with money of his own when they
were married, taking the title-deeds in
his own name. Thus far in life he had
been conteut to work honestly and in
dustriously, seeing his store increasing
slowly but surely. He was an excellent
mechanic-a house carpenter- and when
there was building to le done he could
assume direction of the work, receiving
for his labor sufficient to hire three
strong men OD his farm for the sarns
time. He had the best breed of sheep
in the country, the best cows for milk
and butter, and some of the very finest
blood in the way of horseflesh. In
short, he was one of the most thrifty
and most prosperous in every way, of
the mechanic-farmers in the State; and
the projectors of "The Grand Orient
Petroleum, Mining and Manufacturing
Company" had spotted him as ODO of
the first (tf their victims ; and so
MILLHEIM, PA. THURSDAY, JUNE 5. 1884.
plausibly had they talked, so grandilo
quently bad they set forth tlie golden
possibilities of their vast property, and
so plainly had they given him to see
the wealth that must flow in upon him,
that his head was turned.
On the very next day after the con
versation to which we have listened,
Mr. Plausible Sparkler called at Walter
Witherell's house, finding himself and
wife Both in. lie was a man of middle
age—about forty-with light, flaxen
hair, neatly oiled and curled, an im
mense flaxen moustache, a pair of eyes
of a light bluish gray, which,in certain
lights, scintillated like the eyes of a
squirrel ; a prominent Roman nose,like
the cutwater of a boat, with a sloping
forehead, and a pair of ears that betok
ened asinine will combined with great
caution. Ho was dressed in the very
height of fashion, wore an enormous
diamond (or paste) in his shirt-front,
and a heavy weight of bright, yellow
metal (it looked like gold) attached to
"Aha '—ha' ha! ha!" laughed Spark
ler, after he bad laid out his brilliant
plan for the hundredth time, aud had,
in bold fancy, filled Walter's coffers to
the brim with gold ! "Ha !halha !
old Spoopendvke came to me yesterday
and wanted to give me his block of
eight-story, mable-front stores in New
York, for two hundred shares of our
stock. All ! tire old rascal has a long
head on his shoulders. lie can see—
ave, see —what our enterprise must
come to. But I did not listen. You
can imagine that it was a great temp
tation ; but I put it behind me. We
had resolved that we would not give
our property to make wealthy men
wealthier ; but to make poor men weal
thy—poor men who were at the same
time deserving. Think.my dear Witli
erell—you will own more stock, very
much more, than old Spoopendyke
proposed to take for the valuable es
tate in the great metropolis."
And so the oily -tounged man talked
on,until Walter had the same as prom
ised that he would be prepared to take
the stock on the morrow."
That very afternoon, after Sparkler
had gone, Walter Witherell filled out a
moi tgage-deed with his own hand, and
then called in a justice to acknowledge
the signatures of himself aud his wife.
Jennie signed it ; but it almost broke
her heart to do it. And during the
evening he took the deed to the man of
whom he was to have the money, and
received a thousand dollars—ten new,
crisp, one-hundred-dollar greenbacks,
fresh from the United States Treas
. When Walter reached home, on his
return from the money lender's, he
found a boy at his door with a telegram
It was from his sister,in a distant part
of the State, informing hiin of the sick
ness of his mother. "The doctor says
dangerous. Come immediately," was
the closing of the message.
The nearest rail way station was six
miles distant, and there was no train
until morning which would help him
on his way. However, the business to
be done with Mr. Sparkler he could
leave with his wife jusl as well. The
preliminaries bad been all arranged,
and all that remained to lie done was
to pay over the money—two thousand
dollars—and take tha certificate of
"There will be a paper to sign—a
sort of bond—just for form's sake,
which you can sign just as well. The
wife's name is good."
"Hadn't you better give me a power
of attornev ?" suggested Jennie. "Mr.
Sparkler may refuse to take my name
without some such tiling. Just you sit
down,and write out a simple statement
that you give me entire authority to
sign for you a certain paper, stating
what it is, and that you will hold your
self bound thereby."
Walter liked the idea, and lie pro
ceeded forwith to make out the paper
as his wife had suggested. He gave
her this, together with two thousand
dollars in money,and she was to do the
ousiness with Sparkler. The thousand
dollars from the savings bank ho had
drawn that very day,so that the money
was all ready.
On the following morning Walter ate
an early breakfast ; then harnesed the
horse which his wife was used to driv
ing, and having kissed his little ones
he entered the carriage, and Jennie
drove him oyer to the station,and stop
ped there and saw him off. On her
way home she stopped at the dwelling
of a dear friend—Kate Moulton —whose
husbaud was going to take a thousand
dollars' worth of stock of "The Grand
Orient* Petroleum, Mining and Manu
"Kate," said Jennie, "Charles will
surely take the stock ?"
"Yes. I have tried to presuade him,
but he will not listen."
"Dear Kate, I want you to do me a
favor. Listen." And she whispered
the requests into her e ir, so that even
the walls should not bear it. "Wili
yon do it
A PAPER FOR THE HOME CIRCLE
And Kate Moulton promised that she
would do it, upon which Jennie With
erell went home quite contented.
It was afternoon when Mr. Sparkler
called, bright and bustling, ready for
Ins business with Walter WitherelJ.
lie was somewhat disappointed when
the wife had assured him that she was
fully empowered to act for her husband
ho was content. She led him into the
library, and gave him a seat, after
which she proceeded to business. And
Plausible Sparkler, Esquire, found her
not quite so ready to his hand as he
might have found the master of the
household. However, she managed to
get through witn the. business after a
fashion, and she breathed more freely
when she had seen the last of the phil
On tiie morning of the next day a tel
egram came from Walter, to his wife,
informing her that his mother was fail
ing, and she had better join him with
the children,and on the day after that,
leaving the house in the charge of their
one servant and the farm hands, she
set forth in answer to her husband's
She arrived iu season to see Walter's
mother alive, and to sit by her side
when she fell asleep. They tarried un
til after the funeral, and then returned
home, and took up once more the usual
cares of life.
It was on the second day after their
arrival at home that Jennie gave to her
husband a large legal-looking envelope, <
wittiin which he found a beautifully
illuminated certificate of The Grand
Orient Petroleum, Mining and Manu
facturing Company, certifying that
Walter Wetherell, in consideration of
the sum of two thousand dollars,the le- j
ceipt whereof was thereby acknowledg- 1
ed, was entitled to eight hundred and
fifty shares of the capital stock of said
Walter csrefully refolded the hand
some fiaining document, put it back in
to its envelope, and put it away in the
private drawer of his secretary, and
from that time ceased to talk about it. 1
That is he talked no more with his
wife, but ever and anon, when tie
chanced to meet Charles .Moulton and
George Simmons, both pf whom had
bought some of the same stock, he
would pass a few words with them on
Time passed on—six months were j
gone, and not a word had Walter heard
from Sparkler. lie began to be uneasy,
and'toore than once had he said to him
self lie wished he had not taken that
stock. He had heard of the failures of !
many companies of the same character,
companies which had proved to have
been simple frauds and cheats.
Nine months had passed, when, one
day, Charles Moulton stopped Walter
in the street aud asked him if he had
received a notice of assesraent—ten per
cent—from the Treasurer of Grand
Orient. No, IFaltei said he had not.
"Well," said Moulton, "they sent to
me, and notified me that if the assess
ment was not paid within thirty days,
my stock would tie forfeited, or, if they
chose they could come on aud collect it,
as the boyd which I signed just for
form's sake ! gave them power to do. ,
So 1 have sent on th 9 hundred dollars. |
I tell you, Walter, it came hard. O! I
wish I'd listened to my wife, and left
tliQ thing alone."
Walter went home feeling unhappy;
but he dared not speak with his wife
on the subject. "O! if I had only lis
tened to Jennie!" That was the bur
den of his wail.
It was during the first week in No
vember that Walter had given the
mortgage on nis home, and drawn his
thousand dollars from the Savings Bank.
It was in July, next following, that
Moulton and Simmons had betn assess
ed ten per cent, on the stock they had
taken. At that time, as Walter after
wards learned, Simmons had been in
clined to let his stock, and his thousand
dollars already paid in, go, rather than
be bled any more ; but the officers of
the company had very clearly shown
him that they had power, under the
bond he had. given, to come on and
make distraint on any property of his
they could find.
And TFalter was in for two thousand!
If the worst should come, it would
swallow up the rest of his farm—every
bit of it! He suffered more and more ;
and he auffered the more keenly because
he would not speak with his wife, aud
ask her sympathy.
A year had passed, and another No
yenber had come. One morning, at
the post-office, Charles Moulton, pale
and aghast, and quivering with mental
torture, pointed out to TFalter IFither
ell an item in a city paper, which n
friend had sent him. TFalter took the
paper, and read as follows;
"A SAD COLLAPSE. — We fear that
many of the honest,hard-working farm
ers and mechanics of the surrounding
country are sufferers by the collapse of
the Grand Orient Petroleum, Mining
and Mauulacturing Company,so called.
The affair has been a stupendous swin
die from the first ; yet, so adroitly did
the corporators do their business that
their victims can gain no redress. The
company owned all the land they pre
i tended to own ; but, in truth, a more
utterly worthless tract of land than
was their territory was not to be found
on the continent. Rut the mssof mon
ey paid for stock is not all. A few mon
eyed men nave bought up the whole
concern, find are now making distraint
i upon the original subscribers to the
stock, for the collection of the full face
value of the premium notes which they
unwittingly gave at the time of sub
scribing. We venture to say that scarce
ly a man of them dreamed that he was
giving a bona- fide note when ho signed
that simple,innocent-looking bond. It
is hard, but it might have been worse.
Some may And the experience worth all
it will cost, while all may do well to re
member the homely old saying : Cob
bler, stick to your last."
Walter gave back the paper with a
groan, and quickly sought the fresh air.
IPheu he got home his wife was fright
ened. She thou .'lit him deathly sick.
She hastened to his side aud wound an
arm around his neck.
"Dear IPa Iter, what is it V TFhat is
the matter ?"
"O, Jennie, Jennie ! if I had only
listened to you."
And then, in broken tones and in
tears, he told her of tlie sad collapse of
the Grand Orient. lie concealed noth
ing ; but told her the plain, unvarnish
ed truth. Not only was the two thou
and dollars gone that he had already
paid, but they were coming for two
thousand more,and he could not escape
Jennie sat down and looked into her
husband's face. TFhat meant that
lurking smile which he caught at the
corners of her blue eyes and about the
full,ruby tips ? TFas it possible that she
could find it in her heart to make sport
of his cruel, bitter agony V
"TFalter," she said at length, "will
vou go and get your certificate of stock
and let us look it over ?"
Heaiose, moving like a decrepit old
man, and procured the envelope and
brought it back. Jennie took it, and
drew out the certificate and opened it.
" IFhere is the company's seal ?" she
"TFhat ?" cried TFalter, "is there no
"No, and look at the signatures. Do
they look as such signatures ought to
A brief silence, and then the wife,
with happy tears mingled with her
smiles, threw her arms around her hus
band's neck, exclaiming as she did :
"O, Halter I know you will forgive
me now. I did a bold thing ; at the
the time you might have called it an
outrageous thing ; but I couli not pay
away that hard-earned money for what
I knew to be a mess of pottage. Dear
husband, you have never owned a share
of this stock. I went to Kate Moulton
—I knew that Sparkler was to call
there before he came here— and I got
her to beg of Mr. Sparkler one of the
blank certificates of stock, on the plea
that she wanted to keep the pretty pict
ure for a curiosity. lie gave it to tier,
and she brought it at once to me.
When Sparkler called upon me I sent
him about bis business off-hand. 1
told him just what I thought of him
and of his company;and I will oulysi.y
that he was very soon glad toget away.
Then I carried back the thousand dol
lars to the Savings Bank, and Mr. Hoi
den took it back just as though we had
never touched it. And Mr. Baldwin
very cheerfully gave me up the mort
gage for the return of the thousand
dollars he had given you. The certifi
cate I filled up myself, believing you
would never notice its strange look.
"Now, Walter, darling, I am ready
to be scolded. Let me have it just as |
savagely us you please ; only when you
have finished,! have a favor to ask.''
"Ask it now, Jennie," he said, in a j
low, broken whisper.
"It is this; 1 want you to promise me
that you will never—"
"Hold on !" He caught her to his !
bosom, and kissed her again and again.
"O ! my own blessed wife ! never,neyer j
again, will I step aside from the true
upright,straightforward and legitimate |
path of honest business and labor. I !
have had enough of speculation. Some '
men may enjoy it; soma may prosper in ■
it; but I was not cut out for it- No j
Jennie, your grand lesson shall not be j
lost oil an unworthy husband. When j
we are done with this home we will .
leave it to our children and they shall
find it in a good condition and unincum- !
bered ; and I shall not tie ashamed to j
have them know just liovv much of th
home they owe to their mother. Ilush,
I wish them to know it. Especially do
I wish our son to know it, that he may
take warning by the experience of his j
father; for, though I have not lost my :
two thousand dollars, yet, believing
that was in the trap, I have suffered
more than I can tell. Yes, I want our
boy to know.
"And now. rav darling, let us thank
God for the blessing of this happy hour.
And I will thank Him for one of the
best and noblest wives that man ever
had."— N. Y. Ledger.
A philosopher says : 'Marriage is like
whist; you may 'ask for trumps,' but
—will } r uu get them ? Sometimes you
will when clubs are trumps.
Terms, SI.OO per Year, in Advance.
Running Out Nights.
So you want to run out o' nights
Well, my boy, if there is one single
habit more than another calculated to
bring a lad to evil ways it is that of
running around a village, town or city
o' nights. All the bad in human nature
begins to bubble as siion as the sun
gees down. You wouldn't dream of
doing a mean act to your neighbors by
daylight,but after dark it seems a good
joke to lug off gates, upset outhouses,
steal fruit or raise a false alarm of fire.
It may seem fun to you, bat when you
come to sit down and think it over you
can't help but admit that it is small
business. Any action of yours which
puts any one else to trouble and ex
pense may be questioned to your detri
Find a murderer, burglar or thief—
point out to me the biggest loafer in
your town—and I will show you a man
who began his career out o'
nights. 1 don't say that George Wash
ington or Thomas Jefferson or Abra
ham Lincoln didn't throw any lumber
piles or rob fruit trees at ten O'CIOCK at
night, but if so, they started out just
right to become bad men.
Don't I want a boy to have fun ?
You bet I do ! and, by and by, I'm
going to put you up to a dozen differ
ent things in that line. But this grab
bing j r our hat after supper and sneak
ing out over the back fence is a mean
piece of business when you come to fig
ure it down. Down on the corner you
meet Jim this or Tom that. You go
"oyer town" and are seen hanging a
round this or that place. You may
sneak into a saloon to see a game of
billiards, but you hate yourself for it.
You may sit in Smith's grocery and
hear a lot of old balil-ueaded liars spiu
yarns and abuse religion, but you go
out feeling that you could kick any one
of them who dared bow to your moth
You'd go home and go to bed if it
wasn't for Jim or Tom. He wants a
little "fun" and he drags j'ou into it.
What lie calls fun is stringing a rope a
cross the sidewalk. It dosen't occur to
him that some person might break a
limb and be put to several hundred dol
lar's expenses, or even be killed out
right. He thinks it a cute thing to roll
off barrels of salt,barricade the bridges,
set an oil-shed on fire or stop up the
chimneys on a widow's house. When
you have played such tricks it comes
very easy to play others which the law
won't look at in the funny light.
There is to-day in the Michigan State
Prison a boy whose career I watched
for two years. I first saw him prowling
around o' nights. lie had an honest
face and a good heart, but his father
had seemingly neyer been a boy him
self. He left his lad come and go as he
willed, and within three months the po
lice had to caution him. Inside of six
months he belonged to a gang of juve
nile thieves. Within two years he was
a burglar. When he stood up in court
to receive his five years' sentence wo
men wept to see that one so young had
drifted so rapidly to Che bad.
What can you do o' nights if you re
main at home ?
Scores of things, my boy. In the first
place, there's the checker-board, and in
the next place, your father wants to sit
right down and teach you all he knows
about it. Outside of the interest in a
chance game your wits are made the
sharper by such struggles. A gcod
checker-player will never he a rash
business man. This yery training
makes him cautious in his dealings.
There are dozens of good boy-liooks to
be had, and your father had better buy
you two or three per week than turn
you over to the town. There's 110 end
of mechanical tops and toys and games.
And suppose you learn how to draw
or paint ? Look at a watch and you
will realize that all the wheels and
springs aud shatts and jewels go to
make up a perfect time-piece, just so
with a man. There are lots of one
wheeled men in this world. They can
sell goods, make boots, run an engine
or keep a butcher shop, but outside Of
that one thing they are aat sea. It is
the handy man who is helping this
world along—the man who is full of
wheels and springs. Don't be afraid
because you have planned to study law,
to read up on philosophy and science,
to learn bow to handle tools, to analyze
steam, to post yourself on whatever is
You will discoyer as you grow up
that the man who knows the least is
the greatest bigot to argue with and
the meanest man with whom to trans
act business. Not one in twenty of our
high-school pupils knows how a mason
mixes his mortar or a painter his col
ors. They n3ver saw a tinsmith at work
or a grainer imitating the[various woods.
Now, then, when yoa find the evenings
.lull ask your father to put on his hat
and help you post yourself. Did you
ever look over the queer machinery in
a tin-shop which bends the metal in
shape for covers and bottoms and han
dles ? Ever visit the gas works, or go
through a big flouring mill or pass an
hour in a foundry ? There are dozens
of places to be yisited at night where
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the hills ai.tl unb red theui dlaeoutlnued.
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forming the publisher, and the newspapers ar
aent to tin; former place, they an responsible.
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One inch makes a square. Administrators'
and Executors' Notices 52.50. Transient adver
tlsements and locals 10 cents per Hue for first
insertion and 5 cents per line for each additioo
you can learn something useful. Each
point you seize upon helps to broaden
1 and enlighten your mind and make a
well-posted man of you. And, instead
> of shouldering a guh on Saturdays, or
1 tramping off after a good time in a
swamp, go down to the round-house
and look over the mechanism of a loco
motive—go into a wheat elevator and
see how curiously everything is arrang
ed—go into a machine shop and see
how iron can be turned as easily as
pine—go into a planing.mill—down
where they saw blocks of stone by
steam—go somewhere and see some
thing to post yourself.
Ah! boy, if you only realized how
much this country will depend upon
you twenty years hence you wouldn't
waste your time ! You will sooner or
later have to take hold as the rest of us
did. There will be the same strife for
place and fame and riches as you see
to-day, and the boy who has wasted
his time will be the man who is pushed
here and jostled there and driven to
the back seats because he is in the way
of the busy, money-making world.—
"3f. Quad," in Detroit Free Press.
A citizen in the western part of the
city wlio has.'a house for sale says that
he has learned more of human nature
in the last three mouths than during all
his life before. Nine people out of ten
who come to look at his SIO,OOO house
havn't ten dollars", to buy with. The
same proportion are deliberate liars.
Nineteen out of twenty want every
room changed about. Ten out of twelve
get all through the house and then ob
ject to the street. Not one single wo
man out of the Scores that have called
at the house had any other idea than to
satisfy a temporary curiosity. One
woman had every room in the house
measured to see if her carpets wonld fit
and then suddenly discovered that the
house was a whole block from the street
cars. Another sat for two hours and
planned how she would fix every room,
and then left the place in a huff because
there wasn't a Methodist Ch|urch on
the next corner. A third was about to
leave two hundred dollars to bind the
bargain until next day, when it sudden
ly occured to her that, her sister out in
Pontiac might not like the location.
Out of sixty or seventy men who haye
called every single one liked the loca
tion, thought the property cheap, and
would return next day. The citizen fi
nally got tired of such conduct, and
now when any one calls he asks :
•'Do you wish to look at the house or
the furniture ?"
"O, the house, of course."
'' Well,this house stands on the north
side of the street. It is by block four
teen, lot forty-two. The house is of
wood. It is forty rods to a church and
eighty to a school house. Street cars
do not pass the door. Circus process
ions never come this way. Now, then,
haye you any idea of buying ?"
"Certainly. We must move next
"Very well. Please, deposit two dol
lars trouble in showing you
"Two dollars ! I'd like to see myself.
Why, your house is the poorest one for
sale in Detroit, and I'd not HVB in it if
rent free !''
"But you came here to buy ?"
"No, I didn't. I happened to be
passing, saw your sigu, and I thought
I might as well tramp over jour prem
ises as to go down town. Good morn
ing, sir! You'd'better insure your
house and set fire to it!"— Detroit Free
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A Sweet Tiling in Collars— Lady: 'I
should like to choose a few of those
lovelv collars. I suppose they are the
newest style out ?' Counterman: 'Ex
cuse me, madame, those are not collars
exactly, but lamp-shades.!'
Natur doan make no difference in de
kere o' her chillun. She takes ez good
kere o' de jimpson weed ez she does o'
de stalk er cotton.
A fisherman of Union Springs, Ala.,
has invented an attachment to fishing
hooks which is quite an improvement.
About midway of the staff of the hook
he has placed a straight projection,
which serves three purposes—viz: First
it preyents a fish from swallowing the
hook; second, when a fish bites at the
hook if his mouth strikes the projectiou
he involuntarily closes it and is thus
caught; third, it prevents bait'from slip
ping up the hook. Tne hook has been
tested by several expert local fishermen,
and all pronounce it a decided success.