Millheim Journal. (Millheim, Pa.) 1876-1984, February 05, 1885, Image 1
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ICE CREAM AND FAN CY CAKES or Weddings, Picnics and other social gatherings promptly made to order. Call at her place and get your sup plies at exceedingly low prices. 34-3ni MILLHEIM Sewing Machine OFFICE, F. <>. HOsTERM AX, Proprietor, Main St., opposite Campbell's store. UIR AGENCY FOK RNI: 4 -4- World's Leader -t r AND THE "WHITE SEWING MACHINES, the most complete machines in market. iggrEach machine is guaranteed for five years by the companies. The undersigned also constantly keeps on hand all kinds of Keeiles. Oil Attachments. Sc. k S 'COJid Hand Machines sold at exceedingly low ju ices. Repairing: promptly attended to. Give me a trial and be convinced of the truth of these statements. . F O- HOSTERMAN- MILLHEIM, PA., THURSDAY, FEBRUARY 5. 1885. A IJTKKAKY EFFORT. •Arc you satislh* 1, my daughter V' 'More than .satisfied, papa.' 'ls it all your fai cv painted it ?' 'Beyond anything I ever dreamed of; indeed I nevei imagined that we should have such a beautiful home.' 'Then, my dear, 1 hope that you will lie inclined to favor my wishes, in re turn for what I have done to please you. I have spared no expense in try ing to make your home everything that the most fastidious taste could demand and I trust that you will not refuse some concession to my—whims,perhaps you will call them.' 'What is it you desire, papa ?' 'Nellie, I have given you every ad vantage in regard to education—hive tried to make you a cultivated and ac complished woman—and now I do not want to see you throw yourself away upon any one who cannot appreciate you. In simple words, I want a clever son in-law—a man able to write a good essay, or poem, or paint a picture wor thy of notice and admiration.' 'Hut, papa, I love Charley, and he loves me.' 'Yes, my child, I suppose so ; but you are both very young, and have seen little of the world. He did very well when we were plain, simple people, liv ing in the country ; but now it is quite different thing. We live in another world altogether. I do not demand money with your future husband - I have enough for all concerned—but tal ent 1 do require.' 'Oh, papa, I cannot give up Charley ! Where shall I find another like him V —so good, and kind, and devoted V 'Thousands of them,my dear—thous ands of them. lie may not prove any better husdatul for being so devoted now. Matrimony is the thing that tries men's souls—and constancy.' 'I do not believe that Charley w ill de ceive me—and he loved me too before we were rich. We never shall know,when a new lover comes, whether it is my self or my monei he cares for.' 'Oil, well, my dear, young men are not all mercenary. There are plenty of fine, young ft llows, ready to love you for your own sweet self.' 'Perhaps Charley can write !' mused Nellie. 'lie never has tried, I know, and he may be a great genius without suspecting it. lam sure that he is clever enough to do almost anything.' 'Geniuses do not live to bo t wenty live years old without suspecting their own powers. Tiie trouble is generally that they are too eager to suspect them. Hut I promise you this, my daughter : If Charley can paint a good picture, or furnish a successful article for the pa per, I will consent to the match.' 'Oh, Charlie,' the young girl said to her lover that night, 'can't you paint a picture ?' 'Paint a picture, Nell ! Are you crazy V 'No, dear—but papa is—or else be lias got a new hobby, which comes to nearly the same thing. I suppose he is aesthetic, and I think it is just awful. Hut now, dear, don't you think that you could paint something V 'Nellie, why don't vou ssk me if I can fly ? - like a bat, or a wing'd-squ:r rel ?' 'Hut every one paints now.' 'lndeed ! llow do they do it V' 'They just buy paints, and brushes, and paletts, and take one or two less ons, and then they are ready to exhibit their plates, tiles, and so on. It is just as easy ! You can paint any thing you choose—birds, fishes, cranes —on one leg or two, just as you please —or little, uncertain landscapes. Ev ery body does it—children, grown peo ple, and grandmammas. And they all do it alike, pretty much—for I can see scarcely any difference in then - lit tie dauby things.' 'There is no use talking about it, Nell. I could not paint one of your little, dauby things if I took lessons six years.' Then you must write something. I know by your forhead that vou have latent talent, which only needs devel opment." 'My deir Nell, all the development in the world would never bring out any talent in ray c ise. I hope that I have good, common-sense—but clever ness don't run in the Barrett family.' 'But, Charly, you must ejther paint a picture 01 write a talented article !' 'My darling, lam afraid that you are touched here—just a little, you know and he laid his linger on her white forehead with an air of such deep concern that she butst into a fit of laughter, in which he quickly joined- As soon as she could speak, sho told him what her father required, and was surprised to see how gravely he took it. 'Why, how serious you do look !' she exclaimed. 'lt is a pretty serious affair, I should think !' he leplied. 'To lose you ' . 'But you are not going to lose me. A PAPER FO'lt THE HOME CIRCLE You will writs an aiticle for the paper n successful one, too.' 'Nellie, I t"ll you again, dear, that I have ut> literary talent whatever. It has been pretty hard sometimes even to write letters to you, whoin I love hot ter than all the world. How then could 1 write a successful story V 'Couldn't yon write a pretty poem then ?' 'Horrible! Ask me something rea sonable -to swim a thousand miles, or killlialfadoy.ru tigers—but write a poem ! Good heavens, Nell, it's e nough to make a poor fellow commit suicide! I could no mike a rhyme to save my life—or even your lite, dar ling.' 'Now it can pot be so very hard ! A little poem upon spring, for instance,to begin with. Something about bud ding leaves, and perfumes of the sod, and young men's hopes, and aching voids, and all that sort of thing.' -It gives me an aching void to think of it 1 And the rhymes! Oh, Nell ! the rhymes !' 'Take a dictionary—some poets do that. Find a number of appropriate words to rliymo in pairs, put them down on the paper, and then write up to them.' 'But where does the sentiment come in V '()! i, that must work in of itself.' 'lt is a hopeless case, darling. I am very sorry that I am not a genius—but nature did not make me one,you know. And a poem ? Oh, it's fearful !' 'A story then, Charley—you surely could write a story ?' 'Stories must have plots, Nell, and plots do reqiurp some Imagination." 'But cau't you tell something that has h ipper.ed to your friends ? Truth is stranger than fiction, you know.' 'Farmers' boys are not apt to have many adventures, Nell. My friends in the country did nothing more romantic than digging turnips and potatoes.' 'But did you never have any thrill ing experiences yourself, Charley ?' 'This is the most thitiling experience in mv life, and 1 hope that it will be the last one of that nature.' 'Perhaps you had better try an es say ?' 'Jerusalem !' 'Charles Bayrett, if you GET PO near to swearing as that, I shall leave the room !' 'Forgive me, Nell ; but will you tell me what subject you would suggest for that—that—essay ?' 'Something metaphysical of course— ' Persistence of Force,' 'Pelativity of Knowledge,'—something profound,you see. I always did think that you had a kind of metaphysical look about your forehead.' 'Will you tell me what kind of a look that is?' he asked going to the glass,and examining his face with a somewhat anxious expression. 'Well,' answered Nellie, 'it is a sort of misty ' 'OJi, no, dear—not so bad as that, I hope !' 'Well, I wish you would not take me up so quickly !' 'Oh, Nellie. I am an idiot—that is the truth—but it cannot be helped.' 'lt must be helped, or we shall be separated forever.' 'Let's run away, and get married !' 'No. I cannot do that—papa has been too giod and kind. It would break his heart. I could not be so ungrateful, after all that he has done to make me happy. Chnrley,you will have to write a story,because that will b2 the easiest. Co home now, and think harder than you ever did before, and the ideas must come. Remember that our happiness is at stake." Poor Charley went home in a desper ate state of mind. After he had reach ed his room, he locked his door, took oil his coat, that he might breathe more freely, lighted his meershaum, placed a sheet of c'ean, white paper be fore him, sharpened his pencil to the finest point, and then knocked his head violently in hope 3 that wit would come After looking at the paper wistfully for about ten minutes, a brilliant idea al most took his breath away, and he wrote quickly,for fear that it might es cape as suddenly as it came. 'There was once a young and very beautiful girl.' But after writing that he stopped short, and again waited patiently for further inspiration. It did not come ; and, throwing down his pen in disgust, he cried: The old man is crazy, and I am an idiot: I'll go to bed !' which ho accord ingly did ; and iu a few minutes was sound asleep, literary efforts having ex hausted him completely. In the morning he woke up with that uncomfortable feeling that we have at times of something very disagreeable awaiting us ; and after a few moments he sprung from the bed exclaiming : 'lt is that confounded story.l wonder if I can do anything this morning.' Dressing himself quickly, he again seated himself resignedly, and after looking at the paper a short time, he went to woik, anil absolutely wrote one whole page. lie was triumphant, and b >gan to think that lie might have mistaken his own powers after all. 'l'll take it to Nell after breakfast,' he said, 'and let her read it It is not such a bad beginning, I am sure.' S>, with a more hopeful countenance he ate his breakfast, and then started off to show his liist effort to Nellie. Iler face beamed as she took the paper; but after reading a few words, she looked up inquiringly. 'Eyes as blue as spring, Charley ? What special part of spring did you mean dear V' 'Skies, of course. Voir didn't sup pose I meant grass and leaves,did you ? I hate green eyes 1' 'Then let me put in skies. Iler lux uriant yellow hair hung in heavy mass es down to her heels !' Goodness !' you wouldn't have her go round the streets with her hair hanging down to her heels ? llow she would look 1' 'lt would be splendid ! And see here, Nell, if you're going to criticise me in that way, it's a little too much. 1 don't believe you could do any better yourself.' 'Perhaps not ; but I should know e nough of ordinary propriety not to let a young woman go marching round the city with her saudy hair dangling down to her heels.' 'I did not say anything about her marching through the city. And I tell you that I'll not try to write if you make fun of me in that way. Sitting up half the night to write a stoiy, just because your father is such and old ' 'Stop, Charles Barrett, right off ! I'll not have my dear good father abus ed ; and if you're so awfully stupid that you cannot even write ' 'Yes, yes —now abuse me, because I'm not another Bulwer or Dickens ! I'll go home,and you may fiod another, and more clever ' lie had almost reached the door, when Nellie sprung after him, and, throwing her arms around his neck, begged bis forgiveness in away that would have melted the heart of Diog enes himself. Of course Charles capitulated imme diately ; and a little o3culatory perfor mance was gone through with, which seemed to lie wondei fully soothiug to both parties. Then they went back to the story, and Nellie continued : ''She was called Violotta, becauss her eyes wore like the summer violets.' lint, Ctiarley, dear, aren't we mixing up the'seasons a little ? Just now yuu said her eyes were like spring.' 'Well, erase it. if you choose —only there'll be another space to fill up.' 'Say that they called her Violetta, because her eyes were so blue. That will take up nearly as much room. 'She was gentle,tender, docile and sub missive.' Now, Charley, you need not imagine that I am going to be so terri bly submissive. I have a mind of my own.' 'But I was not thinking of you.' 'Who were you thinking of then, I Should like to know V 1 'Violetta, of course.' 'Oh, yes. I suppose heroines must be docile and suhini ssive, unlees they are regular shrews. But I cio like to see women with a little spirit. 'She wore a simple white muslin (that everlasting white muslin ! she thought),with rose buds fastened in her hair.'. But you know she could not fasten 11 nvers in her hair, unless it was braided, or tied up in some way ! Braid it up ; won't you, Charley ?' 'Now, my dear, if you are going to alter eyerthing just as fast as I write it 1 may as well stop where I am." At this Nellie finished the page with out further suggestions ; but when he had given her his twentieth good bye kiss,she looked up in his face and whis pered coaxingly : 'Braid up Violetta'* hair ; won't you uear V 'Confound that girl's hair ! DJ it any way you please. Braid it, bang it, dye it—do what you choose—only don't let ns have any more quarrels.' And as Nellie went to her room af terwards, she laughed to herself as she repeated : 4 'Hair hanging down to her heels.' llow slib would look ! It is just like a man. It makes me think of the shav ings I used to fasten on my head when I was a little girl. Boor Charley lit is hard for him ; but he will do it, I know.' And indeed it was hard for the poor fellow. He never woiked so indefatlg ably in all his life. He absolutely grew thin over that article. But he finished it at last. It certainly was a very remarkable story. The plot was quite equal to the details. The expen sive and elaborate toilettes in which Violetta indulged, would have ruined a ; first-class actress ; and the minuteness with which each sash, ribbon and but ton was described might have immor- tali zed some disciple of Worth himself; Terms, SI.OO per Year, in Advance. but, as bo said, it helped to ii'.l up the pages, which of course was the main thing. 'You arc not going to kill Violetta, are you, Charley ?' Nellie inquired, one day, with evident concern. 'Kill her V ho repeated, savagely ; 'indeed I do intend it ! I should like to stab her—poison her—torture her in the most horrible manner—in return for all the misoiy she has occasioned me.' 'Oh, I would not kill her ! People al ways take to have stories end well.' 'Nellie, I must have my own way in this—for it will be the only satisfact ion that I can have in the whole thing ! And it must be no easy death cither 1 I read once of a woman who was wall ed up to her throat, and then left to perish. If I could think of something equally horrible I should begin to con sider myself quite a genius.' And he did kill Violetta, sure e nough ; but he compromised with Nellie, and allowed her to die respecta bly and comfortably in her bed, with her disconsolate friend weeping in a circle around her. When it was all finished, he literally danced for joy. Then he took it to his loving critic, who copied it very neatly and eligibly, making some discreet alterations, es pecially in regard to the stupendous toilettes, as she termed them. 'Now, Charley,' she said, 'it is ivery nice, and will be a success, lam sure. Where do you intend to take it ?' 'I shall take it to Rob Ilunter, who has charge ot the story-department of his paper ; and he will accept it, I think. If he demurs at all, I shall offer him fifty dollars to publish it.' 'Hut isn't that rather an unusual proceeding, Charley ?' 'Well, this 5s an unusual story, you know, and we cannot expect to make our arrangements in the otdinary way enliiely. However, the desired object was ac complished ; and then Nellie went to a friend, in another editorial ofiice, and asked her to copy the sketch, and to try to get it copied by some Gther pa pers also. 'But, Nellie,' said the lady, 'this is not a striking effort. Did one of your friends write it V 'Yes,'she answered, with a blush ; and then she told the circumstances, fully and frankly. 'Well, I will copy it.,' was the good natured reply; 'but, if I were you, I would advise Mr. Barrett not to write anything more of the kind.' 'No fear of that,' she answered, with a merry laugh. The story being copied into the two papers, Nellie took them all to her father, who examined them very care fully,but with a somewhat dubi jus ex pression upon his face. 'Yes, daughter,' lie said,'this seems a very successful story ; but if I were Charley, I would not try another, be cause he might not be as successful a second time.' He always felt that he had been slightly imposed upon ; but when he saw what a good,kind'husband Charley was,and how happy lie made Nellie,the old gentli man gradually became recon ciled. And when his little grandchild, at the early ege of live years, absolutely coui|)osed four lines of'poetry, he was convinced that a genius had at last been born to them, and his happiness knew no bounds. Popping Corn. And there they sat a popping corn, John Stiles and Susan Cutter, John Stiles as fat as any ox, and Susan fat as butter. And there they sat and shelled the corn, and raked and stirred the fire, and talked of different kinds of ears, and hitched their chairs up uigb cr. Then Sunsan, the popper shook, and John he shook the popper, till both their faces grew as red as sauce pan madt of copper. And they shelled, and popped, and ate, all kinds of fun in poking, and he haw-hawed at her remarks,and she laughed at his joking. And still ttey popped, and still they ate; John's mouth was like a hopper, and stirred the fire and sprinkled salt, and shook and shook the popper. The clock struck nine and then struck ten, and still the corn kept popping ; it struck eleven—then struck twelve,and still'nosign of stopping. And John he ate, and Susan thought—the corn did pop and patter; till he cried out: "The corn's afire ! Why,Susan,what's the matter ?" Said she.* "John Stiles, it's one o'clock; You'll die of in digestion; I'm sick of all this popping corn—Why don't you pop the ques tion ?" It takes twenty-six years for a man to become a physician iu Germany. It takes a good deal longer than that for some in this country to become phys icians. NO. 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When old Andcison Brumley an nounced himself as candidate for jus tice of the peace, the people of Back Short township felt that the time when they were to have an able and upright administration of judicial affairs had arrived. Old Brumley had never open ed a law book; therefore he was regard ed as honest. He had never hesitated to take off his coat aud fight the best man in the neighborhood ; therefore he was considered able. lie had never been backward in denouncing his ene mies; consequently he was regarded as a citizen of wisdom. With these ac complishments, his election, in the ex pressive parlance of politics, was a "walk over." Shortly after Brumley took his seat on the red oak woolsack, a man named Billy Malone was arrest f d for stealing a grindstone. 'This here is a mighty important case,' said the magistrate, when the culprit had been arraigned before court. In lookin' oyer these here law books, I don't find no mention of griud-stones. It was a big oversight ir our legislature not Ito put down grind-stones in the books, fur it mout have been knowed that some blamed lascal in this part o' the state was agoin' to steal one. Fo'ks in this here part of the country, let me tell you, will steal anything. Wa'al in the absence o' any statuary burin' on tire subjeck, reckon I'll "make this here charge manslaughter in the [first de gree.' 'Your honor,' said a lawyer, 'that would be impossible.' 'Would it V Wa'al I'll jes show you I'm running this here court.' 'Your honor—' 'Call me jedge, if you please.' 'Well, judge, there is no such thing as manslaughter in the first degree.' 'Ain't thar ?' Well,l'll jes show you I'm running this here court. Prisoner at the bar, 1 have longed fur a opportu nity o' teach in' a lesson to the risin' generation. You have given me that chance. I don't delight in seein' a man fall from grace, but when he does fall, thar ain't nothiu' that pleases me so much as to tangle my hand in the ruffles o' his calico shirt. Manslaughter is a mighty serious charge, young fel ler.' 'I ain't slaughtered no man, yit, jedge.' 'Shet your mouth, impudent violater o' the sacred law o' the land. No mat ter what you done, an' when a man dis putes my word, w'y he'd better wish that his bones was made outeu Injun rubber an 1 his back kivered with the skin o' a yalligator. Young outniger o' the principles o' civilization, for this great crime of manslaughter in the fust degree, I sentences you to be hung next Friday.' 'Judge,' exclaimed the lawyer,spring ing to his feet, 'this proceeding is im possible.' 'ls it ? Wa'al I'll jest show you I'm runnin' this court. When you get to be a jedge, I won't come aroun' tellin' you what you can do an' what you can't.' 'Great Caesar,judge, such a course as you are taking is a violation of the State Constitution.' 'lt it ? Wa'al I'll jes repeal the State Constitution right here. This feller oughter be hung, an' if I had catch him ten days ago, whuther or not he had committed manslaughter in the fust degree or stol<? a grind-stone in the sec ond, which is the came, I wuld have sentenced him to be hung. Mr. Consta ble take charge o' this man,an' see that he is hung up in a respectable manner. Any lawyer what don't wanter be sarv ed in the same way had better keep his mouth shet. I'm ruuhin' this court.' A Frightened Lark. We can vouch for the accuracy of the following very unusual circum stance : While Mr. Alexander Shaw was in the fields the other day he heard cries of a bird apparently in dis tress. Looking up he saw a lark hot ly pursued by a hawk, which, by a series of fierce dashes, tried to secure his prey; but the lark was successful in evading the attacks. The hawk, however, was gaining the mastery, and the lark, terror-struck, seeing t,he man below, came down like an arrow and fluttered actually into his hand, w here it cowered trembling. The pur suer followed until within six yards, but seeing what had occurred it flew off in disgust. u 0 The circumstance is remarkable as showing the how greater terror con quered the less, the instinct of preser vation in the bird triumphing over its natural timidity.— Elgin [Scotland] Courant. Strangers are surprised .to see New Oil ans policemen in full uniform drinking at beer bars with hoodlums and smoking cigars on their beats while on duty. The New York policeman sneaks around to a back door to get his smoke and drink; but he has some style about him when he walks his beat.