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North of High Street BROUKERHOFF HOUSE, ALLEGHENY ST., BELLEFONTB, PA. O, G. McMILLEN, PBOPBIBTOB. Good Bam pJe Boom on First Floor. Free Buss to and from all trains. Special rates to witnesses and Jurors QUMMINS HOUSE, BISHOP STBKET, BKLLEPONTE, PA., EMANUEL BROWN, PBOPBZMOB House newly refitted and refurnished. Ev- S2SSLS2S* birauaa R. A. BUMILLER. Editor. VOL. 59. A Trying Time. It takes a deal of courage for roe to write this, for I am a bashful man ; and, indeed, if I were not, one could not wonder at my disinclination to make public such peculiarity trying e vents a3 occurred to me at the time of Which 1 AM about lo write. It was in the summer of 13—. Ned . Nixon and myself were enjoying a trip to the White Hills, and enjoying it most heartily, too. .1 shall never forget that ride through tho Not oh. Tho outy persons lu the stage besides ourselves were a jolly old gentleman and two lovely girls—one his daughter, the other his niece. AN though strangers to us when we left Couway, we were soon good friends, for who can resist the sociability of a stage-ride ? And when did two good looking young men and two pretty girls pass two or three hours together with out scraping acquaintance ? But I hurry over all this, for the perspiration is already oozing from ev ery pore at the thought of what befell me, and of what I haye to record ; if I do not hurry, I shall not have strength to proceed. We dined at the Mount Crawford, of course, and late in the afternoon drew up before Oibb's Hotel, which every one remembers as lying at the foot of Mount Washington. The only drawback to the pleasure of our ride had been the dust, and when we stopped we were all dressed alike in gray suits. We were in haste to have rooms as signed os, and make ourselves present able. The young ladies were to'd by their chaperon to wait for him in the reception-room while he attended to the luggage, etc. Ned was marched off to the apart • ment allotted him. I hailed a green-looking son of Erin, ar.d begging him to dispose of me in the same way, was about to follow him up-stairs, when I bethought me to look after my truuk,that he might take that with him. Judge of my feelings when I found that it had been left behind ! Here was a pretty go 1 The driver could not tell whether it was at the Mount Crawford |or at Conway ; in either case, I could not get it until the next day. Swearing was useless, so, with a mel ancholy gesture, I bade Pat go ahead, and following lilm up two pair of stairs, was ushered into a very well fuminsh ed and good-sized apartmeut. The next thing was how to make myself presentable at the tea-table without the aid of the toilet hppurtenauces con tained in my trunk. As I surveyed myself in the glass, a more deplorable figure could not well he imagined, I took off coat and pants and gave them to Pat, with orders to give them a thorough beating and brushing, oot of doors, and then bring them up to me. Before further disrobing for bathing, purposes, I looked around my room, and saw a door, apparently a closet door. I opened it, and, sure enough there was a marvelously spacious clos et, which, in a hotel, is a great rarity. I think some maligant fairy was be hind me at that time, for what did pos sess me to explore that closet so leis urely ? and what else would have caused the door to so nearly close be hind me Y Suffice it to say, these things did take place, and, hearing a noise in the room, I turned, thiuking to see Pat with my coat and pants, when through the crack where the closet door stood ajar, I beheld entering my apartment the young ladies who were our traveling companions in the stage. I had the presence of mind to draw the closest door to befoie they had tamed toward it, and faculties benumbed at the turn of my situation, heard them cooly tell the waiter that the room would suit them very well—he might go down and bring up their trunks. I shook in ev ery limb. What was Itodo ? Speak and make known the plight I was in, thus making myself ridiculous, and lose all chance of winning fayor in the eyes of Fanny, for whom I had already conceived a tender passion ? No, nev er 1 What should be done ? Would the waiter, returning with ray clothes, make search for me, and finding, ex pose me to the goze of Oh, hor rors I my blood ran cold at the thought. I found myself unable to think cleat ly. The perspirstion was pouring down my body, that is, if slowly trickling can be called pouring, fur, mingling with the dust, it became about the consistency of good sugar-bouse molassas. Meantime the young ladies were throwing off their outer garments, and expressing themselves well pleased with their quarters. | "This savors of romance, Fan," said Mabel. MILLHEIM PA, THURSDAY, OCTOBER 15., 1885. '•Ugh I" I inwardly groaned. "I think sn, decidedly." "Ii certainly dies," continued Miss Mabel ; "to fall in with two such ele gant young men, and so early in our journey ; but Ned is my favorite." "Theodore is mine, May," said Fan ny. "I'm in love with him already." (! began to think life had not lost all its charms.) "Well, then, we're both suited." Here came a knock at the door,ana I heard : "The giutleman's clothes, ma'am." "Gentleman's clothes ; there's no gentleman here," said Fanny. Wasn't there Y Oh, heavens 1 what should Ido ? There were my clothes going off before my very ears, aud no knowing whether I should ever see them again. Theie was no help for it, and I heard Pat's bewildered tones as he turned away from the door to look elsewhere for the "gintleman." This episode over, Fanny aud Mabel commenced what appeared to be a dis robing process, aud I was roused from ray apathetic state of despair by hear ing the former remark : "I declare, my hones are nearly all broken, May. What shall Ido ?" A vision of my dear one with her beautiful limbs fractured so tortured me that I was on the point of rushing to her assistance when I was horrified by bearing her cousin reply : "Never mind dear. I have a skele ton in my trunk that I will lend you." Goodness gracious, was I dreaming Y What sort of people were these that bioke their hones and inserted new (or old) skeletons at their pleasure ? My blood grew cold and hot by turns. I lost all thought of my own predica ment in my horror ; still the disroh* ing of the maidens proceeded. Theu 1 heard the refreshing sound of splashing water. I imagined—well, no matter what. Ido not think I am accounta ble for all that passed through my be wildered brain at that time. All this while It had seemed to me that I could bathe and dress a regiment in less time than it bad taken those two young women. I had grown so neryous that I was in imminent danger of either laughing or crying aloud—it seemed quite uncertain which. What would Ned think had become of me ? How was I ever to get out of this place ? How get my wearing ap parel Y "Where under the sun are my rats ?" demanded Fanny. Here was new food for thought. Were they Chinese Y Were the rats to be cooked for their supper Y Are these specimens of woman as a class ? "Tntodore," said I to myself, "in what a state of ignorance have you liv ed, my boy I How innocently you have always regarded the sex ! The rats seemed to have been captur ed without difficulty, though, in spite of my sufferings, 1 listened for squeals. "Are the irons hot, Fan ?" Horrors heaped upon horrors. Could those two lovely girls he about to put rats to death in that most inhuman fashion Y I must protect against it; and yet, the disgrace of being found. No ; the rats might die before I would venture a word in their behalf. I find myself utterly unable to give any adequate idea of my feelings dur ing that terrible time, and occasionally the thought of the ridiculous figure I should present, could any one have seen me, over came all other emotions, and I came near iaughiog aloud. At last (as near as I could judge) the young ladies had completed their toil ets. The rustling of silk told me that, if I was ever to get out of my prison, 1 should soon have the opportunity. The tea-gong sounded, and I felt like shouting for joy. The old gentleman knocked at the door of the .room, and as the young ladies opaned it, I heard the voice of my friend Ned. How cheery it sounded, how refreshed be seemed to feel, and how I ' wanted to throttle him, as if he had been the cause of my misfortunes. At last their retreating voices and footsteps assured me that I was safe, and with a bound I sprang from my hiding-place, making at once for the bell-rope and door-key. Just as I reached the latter, the door opeoed, and Ned stood before me ! Neyer shall I forget his expression. Surprise, horror, incredulity, dismay, everything that a man's face could con vey, was there. "Thode Marston " "Stop, for Heaven's sake, Ned, and help me," I exclaimed, piteously ; aud in as few words as possible I told my dismal tale. In return be burst into a fit of laugh ter, so protracted that I at first grew enraged, then alarmed, lest serious consequences should ensue. Finally, after taking Miss Mabel her fan, lor which he had returned to the room, he succeeded in finding the wai ter, who had an extra suit of clothes in his hands, and who had so stupidly al lotted another's room to me without giving any notice at the office ; and by A TAPER FOR THE NOME CIRCLE. the time the ladies returned from tiie supper room I was presentable, though feeling lather weak in the joints, I must confess. Ned had promised secrecy upon his honor, hut his black eyes did twinkle when Miss Fanny asked how I had en joyed myself sines our arrival,at which 1 blushed so excessively that I knew she thought me a fool I confess that it took me some days to recover from the effects of that afternoon ; but Fanny's sweet face, and ray ardent love for her, drove all unpleasant impressions away at last. She is ray wife now ; and, for the benefit of my bachelor friends, and lest they should teel alarmed at some parts of mf story, I will say that all that a bout the bones, skelttous. rats, etc, wasn't what I thonght at all ; in fact, it was nothing terrible, and if they want to feel sure of it, 1 would advise them to get just such a wife as I have and theu you will soon understand all about it. Nomination by Washington Rejected. The question of the probable aetion of tho Senate in regard to the nomina tions of the President recalls the first instance of the rejection of a nomina tion by the Senate. Benjamin Fish bourne as naval officer at Savannah. Washington, while promptly substitut ing another name, sent a respectful re monstrance to the Senate, showing a painful consciousness of what he con sidered to be a reflection cast upon his judgment or his motives. He said that he did not doubt the reason for rejection seemed to the Senate to be ample, but he submitted whether, when the propriety of a nomination appeared to be questionable, it might not be expedient to ask the reasons. He proceeded at once to state the grounds upon which he made the nomination, which were entirely conclusive. Washington's statement was so impressive that the Senate immediately confirmed the nomination of the subsitute, and no other nomina tion of Washington's was ever reject ted. The only reason known for the refus al of tbeSenate to confirmColonelFish boume, was the opposition of Senators from Georgia, which was supposed to be political, and of the kind which has since become so familiar.— Harper's Weekly. New Dodge. 'I beg your pardon,' said a slouchily dressed individual, reaching for a burr which adhered to the coat sleeve of a gentleman just ahead ot him ; there's a burr on your coat, sir; permit me to re move it. 'Thank you, no consequence,' said the gentleman, himself removing the burr. The impecunious one struck an attitude, told the regulation story of hunger, and preferred a request for 10 cents with which to buy bread. He got the money but still lingered. 'What is it, my man ?* asked the gentleman. 'Please, sir,' replied the tramp, 'you haye my burr in your hand. I'd like it, if you please. It's my capital you know V' 'Your capital V' 'Yes, my capital; you see, I sticks it into a cove what looke downy you know, and then I steps up and takes it off. Sometimes I only get thanks for my trouble, and sometimes i don't get that much ; and then some of them comes down hand some. Yes, boss, that's my capital ; couldn't do business without it ; haye to shut up shop, you know.' How Trees Pump Water. Some idea of the necessity of preserv ing our forests, in order to protect the valleys from disastrous inundations may be gathered from the fact that Dr. J. M. Anders, in the official report of the geological survey of Wisconsin,says that the ayerage amount of water pumped from the earth aud exhaled by soft, thin-leaved plants in clear weath er amounts to about one and one-fourth ounce troy per day of tvvelye hours for every square foot of surface. 'Hence,' says the doctor, 'a moderate-sized elm raises and throws off seven and three fourths tons of water per day.' It seems to be the ambition of young wives to look well when any one calls. A young bride heard a ring at tbe front door. The maid was out, and she rushed up stairs to '-tidy" a little before admitting the caller, There was a moment of lightning work before the table. Quicker than it takes to tell it, a ribbon was fastened to her throat, a flower into her hair, a flash ot powder on her face, and she was at the door—all smiles and blush es. Tbe "gentleman" said he had the [cheapest clothes-props that could be bought for the money. Mrs. Cuttles Surprise Party. LAST Thursday was tho annivers ary ot Mr. Cuttle's marriage, and so his wife thought she would get up a little surprise party for his benofit. She went around the neighborhood with great secrecy and invited all the neighbors, together with certain ol her husband's business friends, and laid out a prograuimo of refreshments well calculated to please. Everybody was to meet at tke house at nine o' clock sharp, and give Mr. Cuttle such a surprise when ho came home as would start tho filling in his back teeth. But it fell out that Mr. C uttle had got hold of a bad headache that day, and, contrary to custom, he came home at seven o'clock. His wife was out in the shed at the time, concocting the low-necked ice-cream, and, not finding her, Mr. Cuttlo went directly to bed,and was sleeping as sound as a bank watchman; and two hours later when tho guests arrived, he was sche duled for an all-night run, and no stops at way stations. And all innocently the merry, merry guests filed in, speaking in hushed whispers and treading on each other's dresses, and were shown into the darkened par lor, in order to jump out when Mr. Cuttle should arrive, and thus make the surprise absolutely perfect. And there they stayed and stayed and stayed and stayed for three never ending hours, while Mrs. Cuttle ktpt wondering whereever her husband could be, and running to the door to look for him, and crying, till a little man in a red necktie,who was tired of having a fat woman standing on bis feet, wanted to know rather sarcastic ally if it wouldn't be a good idea, just byway of variety, to play something else. Then Mrs. Cuttle went into her bedroom to get a fresh handkerchief to cry into, and when she turned up the gas and saw her husband sleeping there so gently and sweetly and peace fully, and with anything but an ex pression of surprise depicted on his countenance, she went softly back to where the guests were waiting, and pointed out to them in a calm and dispassionate way how much better it would be to go home quietly and say nothing about it Everybody else felt that way, too, and even seemed anxious abont it, while the little man in the red necktie added that while, for his part, he was probab ly as fond of surpiise paaties as any man alive, so far as his observations extended it seemed to him in these joyous occasions that it somehow made a differance as to who was the party surprised.- Rockland Courier Gazette. A Foolish Father. 'My dear,' said a rich father to his only daughter, a very fahionable girl, you are about to be married and 1 want to talk to you seriously.' 'Yes, papa,' she said, sitting herself on his knee. 'George is a very worthy young man and abundantly able to take care of you; but this is a yery uncertain world. Misfortunes may come when we least expect them and it behooves us at all times to be ready to fmaet them with a brave, cheerful heart. If, through some chance, your husband should loose his fortune and be reduced to very humble circumstances, do you think that you could accept the new order of things and help him as a true wife should ?' 'How can you ask such a question, you foolish pa, when you know how I adore George Y' 'This is all very well,' the old man continued;'but could you, educated to a life of luxury, as you haye been, re#o lutely put aside the past and devote "yourself to household duties, such as cooking, and mendingsftnd—and sweep ing, and all that sort of things V 'What a foolish, silly papa you are,to bo sure,' replied the girl, playfully tap ping the bald spot on his head, 'and how ridiculously you talk. Why, the servants would attend to all those mat ters.' There are no children any more. ] The eleven year-old daughter of a fash ionable lady of Marshall, Texas, was observed to be in very deep thought. •'What are you thinking about, Ma mie ?" asked her mother. "I was just wondering whether me or Tommy Jones ought to pay the expenses." "What expenses V" "The traveling expenses of our bridal tour."— Texas Siftings. 'Well, madam, how's your husband bo-day ?' 'Why,doctor,he's 110 better.' 'iOid you get the leeches ?' 'Yes, but he* only toox three of them raw—l Jiad to fry the rest.' # Terms, SIOO per Year, in Advance. A Great Piaotical Joker. Hack Knober, editor of the Weekly Ker Slosh, a hunnrou* paper, itches for a prominent place among the jesters of America. Ilis marked paragraphs having failed to produce a sensation, and ins long articles haying been de clared to be as dismal as the screak of a wooden hinge, he deemed upon mak ing-some new attempt. 4 I notice,' he mused, one evening, 'that the best humorists in the past were practical jokers. John Phoenix and Artemus Ward made their greatest hiU in this way. Now, if [ get up a joke on some feller who travels around some drummer who would come around, and tell it—l would soon have a nation al reputation.' Hack was soon 'afforded an opportu nity of enforcing this determination. One night at the village hotel he notic ed a nervous fellow who traveled for a shoe house. 'That's my man,' mused Hack, 'l'll have him standing on his head to-night. How do you do ?—addressing the drum mer. 'So, so. What sort of a place is this you'ye got here ? Just now, while standing out there, a dog came up, and it was ail I could do to keep him off me.' 'Must haye been a mad dog,' replied Hack. 'Good many of them in the neighborhood.' ' Well, that lets me out. I shall leave here in the morning.' Hack inquired the number of the drummer's room, and late in the even ing slipped in and got under the bed. The druramor came iu after awhile and sat down on the edge of the bed. Hack growled like a dog. 'I hope,' said the drummer aloud, 'that I won't have another fit to-night. I'd better throw this pistol away, for 1 might kill somebody. No, blamed if I don't keep it I would'nt mind killing a few such fellows as live in this town. That fool editor ought to die.' Hack did not growl. 'He ought to go this night. I feel that thing coming on me. Believe I'll sleep under the bed. Then, if any one should come to kill me, they couldn't find me.' The sharp corners of Hack's bones began to thump the floor. 'Believe I'll shoot under'there a coup le of times.' 'For God's sake, hold on Mister I' ex claimed Hack,crawling out 'I wasn't doing anything I ' He made a break for the door. 'Who is that awful fellow!" asked Hack, when he reached the ofiice. 'Why, dou't you know him V 'No.' * He's going to be your nyal here in business. He has bought tbe News. Saw him laughing just before he went up. Said be was going to have some fun.' Hack groaned. 'Said one of the boys was trying to play a joke on him. Said that he heard that you were a great practical joker. Don't be in a hurry. Told me that when he got a chance he was going to write you up. Well, good night, old boy.' The "Weekly Ker Slosh'* has sus pended. Hack works at a steamboat landing.— Arkansas Traveller. No Time for That. 'Yes, the artificial banks along this river made capital breastworks for the Confederates,' said the pilot, as we steamed down the mighty Mississippi. 'Safely sheltered by the heavy walls of eaith, I've had more'n one crack at a Yankee gunboat myself.' 'Then you were in the seryice ?' 'Must have been. I belonged to a sort o' independent troop, and most of our fighting was from these 'ere banks. Do you see that grove away off up there V 'Yes.' 'Well, in war times a big house stood there. Fifty of us were eating dinner there one day when somebody saw a Yankee gunboat along about here. We all rushed for the bank, and when she came along we opened with our musk ets. By and by she replied with a shell from a big gun. It struck the bank near the top and jisfc lifted about ten wagon loads of dirt up in a heap aud let it tall on our captain.' 'Kill him ?' 'No, I reckon not, but it buried him clear out of sight.' 'How did he feel when you got him out V 'We didn't git him out.' 'You didn't ? Why not!' 'Too busy holding an election for some one to take his place. We couldn't think of everything at once, you knew, and then it was such a cheap and easy way of burying a man. They might have dug him out" since the war, but I reckon he was no good. Been there too long.'— Free Press. 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Administrators and Executors' Notices Transient adver tiscments and locals 10 cents per line lor lira Insertion and 5 cents per line tor each addition al. Insertion Can Unset Diamonds be Indentifled Wanting to buy a few precious stones to distribute among my friends before I get my life insured and go to the sea side,! interviewed a diamond merchant down town, and while we were compar ing tbe gems tbe conversation turned upon the difficulty of fndenti,fying dia monds. Some people assert that they can recognize a certain stone as accu rately as other people can recognize a certain mau. You take your diamonds to be cleaned or reset and you are sure that you receive the same stones again, although others less valuable, or even paste imitations, may have been substi tuted. But the experts are sure that tbey can neyer be deceived unless tbe stone has been recuit. Upon this point the diamond merchant told ma a good story ; One day another firm in tbe same business—call it Smith & Jones—sent him a diamond, which was very fine and very cheap. It was set in a ring, so that he could not weigh it; but after examining It carefully he concluded that ita cheapness must be caused by some defect, and so he returned it to the owners. Tbe next week an agent called with another fine, cheap stone, which my friend concluded to purchase. Before binding the bargain he thought be would take H over to Smith & Jones and see what they said about it. Tbey praised it enth usiasticaliy. ' Why, it's a bargain 1' cried Smith, and so my friend bought the diamond. 'Aha 1' said Jones, when they met the next day, 'you did buy our stone After all, and you paid SSO more for it than we a9ked for it originally.' This was gall and wormwood. My friend hurried back to bis office and looked at the diamond. Sure enough, it was the stone that Smith & Jones had sent to him. The clever firm had angled for him through an agent and caught him nicely. He matched the diamond, had a pair of ear-rings made and bided his time. At last he gave the ear-rings and hi I price to an agent and sent him out to sell them. The agent came |back and said; 'Smith & Jones want one of these stones. Will you split the pair 'Yes,' said the diamond merchant, 6ell tbem this one,' and he took one of the stones out of its settings ; the price is so much a carat, as the color is very fine.' When the agent returned with the check my frieud sat down and wrote Smith & Jones the following note : 'Quits 1 You have bought back your own stone and given me SB7 profit. I prefer Pommery Sec.' It was a case of diamond cut dia mond ,and it confirmed my doubts as to the possibility of identifying unset stones. The Insurance Agent and the Dutchman. A certain Dutchman, owner of a small bouse, had effected an insurance on it of eight thousand dollars,although it had been built for mueh less. The house got burned down,and tbe Dutch mad then claimed the full amount for which it had been insured; but the offi cers of the company refused to pay more than its actual value—about six thousand dollars. He expressed his dissatisfaction in powerful broken English, interlarding his remarks>ith some choice Tentonic oaths. 'lf you wish it,' said the actuary of the insurance company, 'we will build you a house larger and better than tbe one burned donn, as we are positive it can be done for even less than 9ix thousand dollars.' To this proposition the Dutchman objected, and at last was compelled to take the six thousand dollars. Some weeks after he had received the money he was called upon by the same agent, who wanted him to take out a policy of a life insurauce on himself or on his wife. 'lf I insure your wife's life for four thousand dollars,' the agent said, 'and she should die,you would have the sum to solace your heart.' 'You 'surance fellows is all fiefs !' said the Dutchman. 'lf I insure my yife, and my vife dies, and if I goes to the office to get my four thousand dol lars, do I gets all de money ? No, not quite. You vill say to me, 'she vasn't vert four thousand dollars ; she was vert 'bout one thousand dollars. If you don't like de one thousand dollars, we vill give you a bigger and better yife V The following is said to be the way to build up a town,and we think it well put: Write about it. Help to improve it. Beautify the streets. Patrcnize the merchants. Advertise in the newspapers. Elect good men to all the offices. Pay your taxes without grumbling. Be courteous to strangers who come among you. Neyer let an opportnnitj to speak a word about it pass. If you think of nothing good to say about it say nothing bad. Kemember tbat every dollar you in vest as a permanent improvement is that much money at interest. Never "kick" against any proposed necessary improvement because it is near your own door, for fear your taxes will DO raised fifteen cents.
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