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'My first day at the store !' said Car ry Walliugford, with a curious thrill through her, as if an ice cold stream were trickling down the line of her spi nal column. 'Oh,I wish I were a rich girl, and didn't have to work ?' 'Work is honorable, my child, said old Uncle Wolsey, who, with his spec tacles on his nose was trying to spell through the illegible paragraphs of the daily paper, mutterfng to himself that 'either they didn't print as good as they used to, or else his old eyesight was failiug.' 'Yes, I know,' fluttered Carry ; 'but —but I'm very willing that someone else should have the honor this time.' Uncle Wolsey turned his glasses with mild reproach upon his niece's pink and white balsam of a face. 'I wish I could be as brave as you, Uncle Wolsey !' said Carry, as she tied the crimson strings of her little capote under her round chin. Old Wolsey Wallirgf.ud had shelter ed his little pet lamb by bis health fold all her lifetime until now. lie was a jeweler by trade, and lie had kept bis unpretending store open as long as possible. But the tide of fashion went by, and left bira stranded on the un frequented side-street, where the sign of the tarnished silver watch attracted no further Attention. And one day, when he had set all day in the window with his magnify ing-glass,woi king at some impossible old time piece, whose owner had died and never called for it, twilight crept dark ly over his eyesight and his heart. lie laid down the tools. 'All day long.' said he, 'and neyer a customer I Well-a-day ! it is time for the old man to shut up his store at last.' lie went out and put up the wooden shutters, with a heart that was heavier than they, and from that time thence forward the wooden imitation of the silver watcn swung no longer oyer the door. Uncle Wolsey had been conquered in life's battle, and had laid d >wn his arms, and now it was that Carry re luctantly threw herself into the breach. llow could she let the dear old man starve ? And Mr. Pickrell's fancy and dry goods store on Sixth avenue was really a very creditable establish ment, and Mrs. Pickrell herself had promised, from the scveie heights of the cashier's desk,to 'keep an eye' upon old Mr. Wallingfaid's niece, and if her services preyed desirable, there was no sort of doubt but that her sa'ary would be ii creased in time. So Carry bultone.l up her sack, drew on her neat lisle tin end gloves and took the little basket, in which, wrapped in a napkin, was packed her lunch of ap ple-pie ai.d ch°ese, and went forth to meet her new career, little reckoning how hi ief it was to be. At Grst it was not very pleaaant. The store was small and stuffy, with gorgeous piles of cretonne and chintz at the door, and festoons of laces, silk handkerchiefs and colored jerseys flap ping against the head of the girls be hind the counter, of whom there were three besides Carry—bold, high-yoiced damsels, who wore their hair down oyer the bridge of their noses and gig gled incessantly. Customers came and went, char ge was made and paper parcels expedi tiously wrapped up.. Mr Pickrell walked the floor with his hands in his pockets, ordered away small girls whose no.-es were flattened 100 persistently against the windows outside, and smiled beamingly on old MILLHEIM, I'A THURSDAY, JANUARY 27.. 1887. ladies who stopped to examine the quality of the chintzes and flannel suitings. Mrs. Pickrell reprimanded the young women with the banged hair for gig gling too loud when there were custo mers in the store, and called to Carry to 'mind what she was about' when a box of ribbons fell off the counter upon the floor. Carry grew yery weary, her head be gan to ache, and she wondered how* long it would be before 'aliutting-up time.' At last a tall, brown-faced young man came in, wearing a foreign-look ing C<at trimmed with fur, and some how bearing in his aspect the indescri bable stamp of belonging to some other country. One of tlio banged haired nymphs was eating her lunch ; the second had rushed up the street to get change for'a ten dollar bill ; and the third was en gaged in matching an impossible shade of libbon for a young lady who was de termined not to bo pleased with any thing. 'Carry !' shrilly signaled Mrs. Pick rell. And our heroiue advanced gallantly to the rescue. 'What can I show you ?' she asked, timidly, of the new customer. 'silk, please,' said the young man. And when Carry perceived that l.e was considerably more embarrassed than herself, she took courage. 'What color ?' said she. 'I don't know,' answered the custo mer—'that is—l haven't quite made up my mind. Perhaps you could sug gest—' 'What is it for ?' Carry asked, with mild toleration of his evident bewilder ment ; and at the same time she could not hell) perceiving that he was yery handsome, with wavy black hair and dark, liquid eyes, long lashes, and pleasant to look upon. 'For a dress.' •A dress ? But is it for a young la dy, or an old one ?' 'I don't know,' acknowledged the gentleman—'young—that is, not old. She can't be over forty. To tell you the truth'—and he smiled in spite of himself—'Pye never seen the lady. But she is a cousin of mine, and I want to make her a present.' 'Yes, I understand,' said Carry. 'ls it to be black or colored ?' 'What would you advise ?' said the stranger, blindly clutching at Carry's feminine counsel as a shiwrecked mar iner may be expected to cling to a tl Kit ing spar. 'Black would perhaps be more suit able, seeing that you don't know the lady's ago or complexion,' remarked Carry. 'But blue and pink are such pretty colors !' pleaded the dark-haired young man, looking longingly at the piles of lustrous fabrics on tbe shelves. 'Yes,' said Carry, growing interest ed ; 'but they are only suitable for a very few occasions, while black is al ways appropriate.' 'I thought that only old ladies wore black silk ?' 'Young ladies do, also,' calmly asser ted Carry. 'lf you were selecting a dress,' said the stranger, in desperation, 'which color would you choose :" 'I would choose seal biown,' said Carry, after a second or two of deliber ation. 'Eh ? should you ? Show me seal brown then, please,' said t'ao customer. 'lt's a little grave, perhaps'—surveying the shining folds, 'but it's pretty, yes, it's very pretty? Ilow many yards now does it take for a dress ?' 'I should think,' said Carry, after a second interval of reflection, 'that fif teen yards might answer if it was econ omically cut ' 'I ilon't know anything about econo my,' said the young man ; 'I want a good allowance.' 'Then I should recommend eighteen yards,' advised Carry. 'Cut tne off eighteen yards,' said the gentleman, promptly ; 'and put in the linings and 11 immings ai.d al! that sort of thing, please—you'll know what I need, better than Ido myself. And 1 i say -' 'Sir ?' said Carry, as tie hesitated. 'Have you anything that would make a nice present for an old gentleman, do you think ?' 'A silk neclt mufller ?' suggested Carry, her eyes running across the shelves of the store, 'or a pair of fur lined gloyes ?' 'Capital !' said the customer. 'Put 'em both in the pared.' 'Thank you, sir,'said Carry. 'Where shall we send t hem i" 'Nowhere,'answered the customer. 'l'll take them al oig myself, and then I shall le sure Shut there is no mistake. I'm a thousand iines obliged to you miss !' 'Not in the least,' said Carry, with dignity. So the dark-eyed stranger with the fur-trimmed coat departed, and Mrs. A PAPER FOR THE HOME CIRCLE. Pickrell praised the young shopgirl for the good sale she had made. 'You'll be a valuable hand in time,' said she. 'lt isn't often wo get a chance to sell a silk pattern like that. Folks mostly go on Broadway foi their expensive diesses,' she added, with a sigh. Carry was very tired when she came home in tho fiosty October dusk. The store did not close until ten, but the girls took turns, two by two, to stay after sunset, and Carry's turn fortu nately did not come until the next night. When she reached home Uncle Wol sey had the lamp lighted aud the kettle boiling for tea, and was slicing off some canned corn beef, and 'minding' the toast before tho lire at the same lime. It looked cheery and pleasant ; Car ry drew a long sigh of relief. 'How nice it is to be at home, Uncle Wolsey !' she cried. 'Do let me make tho toast ! And, oh ! it hasn't been such a very hard day. after all. And Mrs Pickrell says I've made tho best sale she has had. for a week. Such a handsome young man. Uncle Wolsey! and lie treated me as if I were a prin cess instead of a working girl, and—' 'Stop, stop !' said Uncle Wolsey, pausing with the knife still in his hand. 'l've had a good-looking young man here, too, Carry. Needn't think you have got a monopoly of articles. What do you think of your poor mother's cousin from the seal-fur fisheries in Alaska ? And what do you think of his bringing these things here as a present for you and me—eh ?' Uncle Wolsey laid down the knife, and carefully dusting his hands 011 the roller-towel, drew forth fiom the bu reau-drawer a seal-brown silk dress pattern, and a pair of fur-lined gloves, wrapped around with a epotted silk neck mufller. 'Why, Uncle Wolsey—' almost shrieked Carry. 'What's the matter ?' said the old man. Ain't they pretty ? Oughtn't I to have taken 'em ?' 'lt's tho very man,' siid Carry. 'I sold them to him this afternoon.' 'Hey ?' said Uncle Wolsey. 'At the store,' said Carry. 'Oh, Un cle Wolsey ! And is he really my cousin V lam so glad.' 'Glad of what ? retorted a strong, cheery yoice, and in came the myster ious 'st 1 anger himself. 'Why. I de ed tie,' hectitd, '1! theie isn't the little gill who sold me the tilings to day.' 'Glad tint you are my cousin,' said Carry, with a mischievous smile and a low courtesy. 'Because—because I thoughi you were very pleasant and kind—' 'And I thought—' said the stranger. 'But 110, I won't tell you what 1 thought. How do you do cousin ?' 'I am so glad you chose the seal brown silk !' demurely observed Car ry. 'What should I have done with a blue or a pink silk !' 'lt would have looked very well on you,'said the cousin meditatively eye ing her, 'blue would have matched your eyes, pink, your cheeks.' 'Just my sentiment,' chuckled Uncle Wolsey. 'Comp, young folks—come; tea is ready. And the toast is getting cold.' Not until the visitor had taken his leave did Uncle Wolsey, smoking his pipe before the fur. impart to Carry an additional piece of news. 'What d'ye suppose Mr. Lennox told me he came down to the State for, Carry?' 'l'm sure I don't know/ said Carry, innocently. 'To get liira a wife!' said Uncle Wol sey. 'Oh!' said Carry, shading her face from the lire. 'I am sure I hope lie will be successfull' The three hanged-hair young maiden at Pickrell's Emporium subscribed to buy a Bohemian glass colygue set for Carry Wallingford's wedding present; but they murmured much among them selves because this golden stratum of luck had not come to them. 'We're just as pretty as she,' said the); 'and much prettier, some folks would say. And why couldn't the cus tomer have fallen to our lot?' There are some questions which Cu pid alono can answer. And he, the winged rogue is obstinately silent. — Helen Forest Graves. A Story Without End. We are half a mind to begin to write a story that may never end, founded on facts that arc ever obvious. Ilippodro mus, taking his morning walk in the streets of Lucigtiano,comes upon Theo dectes, a laborer,and says to him, 'Why are you always at work ?' Theodectes answers, 'I am a'ways at work to get money to buy food to give me strength to do more work that I may get more money to buy more food to get more strength to do more work to get more money to buy more food to get more strength to do more work to get more money to buy—' This is the beginning of the story without end, and the facts on which it is founded, they are with out end also. —Winsted (Conn.) Press. Fred Vokes in Disguise. How lio Scooped m Some Southern Ohio Would-be Sharps. Fred Yokes, the English sprint run ner, is ono of the fleetest men 011 the cinder path. Fred is one of the kind, too, who knows how to USJ his hands as well as his legs,and between the two lie always manages to catch to that tirst thought of all true sous of Britain —his stomach. Fred is never at a loss for a friend or a dollar, and likes good living as well as the best of them. lie is a big, robust fellow, and is so much inclined embonpoint that anybody not acquainted with him would never pick him out as a foot runner. As an illus tration of the way in which Fred turns a penny once In a while it is only neces sary to recite the particulars of one of his little escapades. Recently he heard there was an amateur foot runner in southern Ohio whose friends believed hint a wonder. He was not long in providing himself with a wooden chest, and two days later the name of William Elliot decorated the register of the Ho tel at McArthur. lie came there a full-fledged patent medicine man, and after making the rounds of the village stores without selling one bottle of his stuff, lie returned to the pool 100 m at tached to the hotel and tried his hand at pocketing the ivories. He was the sucker in the crowd to the extent of three or four games, when lie threw down his cue and said : '1 am no pool player, but I will light, wrestle or run any man in town for sloo.' His bluff was a good one,and the bait was quick ly grabbed down by one of the friends of the aforesaid running wonder. 'l'll lake that bet,' said one of the men in the saloon, little dreaming that lie was talking to one of the first pro fessionals in tne country, 'and we'll back a McArthur boy to run you one hundred yards.' The money was put up and the amateur runner introduced to Yokes, alias Eliott. Some of the village sports called the alleged patent medicine man to one side and said ; '(Jan you run ?' 'Well, 1 should say I could,' was his reply. •We wi'l back you,' one of them said, 'but want you to run a trial. Wheie's your running shoes ?' 'What's them ?' innocently quizzed the medicine man. 'I run in my boots.' The yokels looked at each other and laughed. They provided him with shoes for the trial, and Elliot purposely cov ered the hundred yards in very slow time. This settled it with the village spoils, and they went immediately and put thair money on the home runner. This was exactly what Yokes want ed, as he was not working or bucking for himself, lie had all the money he needed, and covered every dollar that the Mc Arthur men put up. About SOOO was put up and the patent medi cine man, to the astonishment of the MeArthur people, ran away from their pet ruuner with as much ease as Jay- Eye-See would with a cart horse. The McArthur men saw they were duped, but did not squeal. 'A man on a crutch couldn't go in that town now and get a race,' was Yokes' parting remarks as he finished his story the other night. Words of Weight. "In the beginning God created the heavens and the earth." These sub lime words, with which Iloly Scripture prefaces the moral story of our world, form not only the heading of the Bible, they are its summary—they tell what has been, is and will be, in the relation between heaven and earth. 1 hey also form a summary of dogmatics,of ethics, of history, and of political economy, in asmuch as they mark the spring, the river-bed and the issue of the stream of humanity. They teach us these things : our God-origin, God-dependence, God consecration, God-guidance, God-desti ny, and in all of them a universal brotherhood. The ten commandments may be regarded as the negative, limit ing, legal aspect of all this ; the Lord's prayer as its positive, ideal and gospel aspect. For law is in its nature main ly negative; the gospel is positive. If I were to preach a sermon on "Charity," I could choose no better text than the opening words of Genesis. — Rev. Dr. Edersheim. A Broomstick Selection. Said a patriarch to his daughter: "A place for everything, and everything in its place." Then to his son : "Select a wife, my son, that will never step over a broomstick." The son was obe dient to the lesson. "Now," said lie pleasantly on a jolly holiday, to one of his guests, "I appoint that broomstick to choose mo a wife. The young lady who will not step over it, shall have the offer of my hand." They passed from the splendid salon to the grove ; some stumbled over the broomstick, and oth ers passed over it. At length a young lady stooped and put it in its place. The promise was fulfilled ; she became the wife of an educated and wealthy young man, and he the husband ot a prudent, industrious and lovely woman. He brought a fortune to her and she knew how to save one. Terms, SI.OO per Year, in Advance, A Fearful Calamity in a London Public Hall. A Falao Alarm of Fire Starts a Pan ic in Which Men, Women and Children are Trampled and Crushed by the Fright ened Crowd. LONDON, January 19. —The hall in Prince's street, Spitalfields, where a fatal panic occurred last night, is a fa vorite resort for the Jews of that part of London. Last eyening a benefit per formance was given and the place was crowded. During the progress of the play a man and woman quarreled in the street outside and near the main door way of the hall. The man used violence and the woman screamed. Her cry was heard by a passer-by, who misun derstood it and shouted "Fire." The woman's screams and the cries of 'fire' were heard inside and at once created a panic, the audience, numbering fiye hundred, rising in a body and rushing pell-mell for the main entrance. The manager of the Hebrew Dramat ic Club, which was giving the enter tainment, was on the stage when the panic began. He perceived at once that there was no good reason for it and did all in his power to allay the ex citement and to alford all possible fa cilities tor thcexit of the people. The hall has a number of entrances and he had them all thrown wide open, and called on the people when they would not remain to divide and use all the doorways. Hut they paid no attention to him. In fact, many of them con strued the manager's earnestness into proof tint there was a fire and these in creased their exertions to get out. The whole crowd, as if with one impulse, made for the main entrauce. It hap pened that among those who first reach ed it were a number of women and chil dren, who had been occupying some of the rear seats. They were overborne by strong meu attempting to pass them and as the women and children fell at the doorway they tripped up others who were crushed down by the rush of the frantic crowd. It took but a few min utes to empty the house and the alarm was so thorough that not a soul among the entire audience refrained from the struggle to get out. "EVERY ONE FOR HIMSELF." When the people, after reaching the street.ascertamed the facts of the situa tion a scene of great disorder of another kind ensu3d, caused by the discovery that numbers were missing. Then a rush hack was made. This, however, was stopped at the mam entrance by the police, who had arrived and assum ed control. Seventeen corpses were found inside the theatre, near the door. They were all torn, crushed and disfig ured. Of the dead, twelve were women, three were boys, one was a girl and the other a man. The remains were almost unrecognizable. Eye-wit nesses say that the way the strong men who got uppermost in the strhggle at the door crushed and trampled on those who fell down in the conflict was inde scribably ruthless and brutal, although of course not wilful, it being a case of "everyone for himself." A number of infants carried in their mothers' arms and clung to through all the pan ic were also crushed or smothered to death and a u umber of others were fa tally injured. The scene during the attempted re turn of the crowd was painful in the extreme. The bereaved remained at the doorways all night waiting to have their dead restored to them, and the lamentations of the women were heart breaking. The hall to-day resembles a disorder ed auction room. Broken furniture, crushed toys, children's hats, .broken bottles, orauge peel, actor's wigs and shreds of clothes lie scattered over the floor. There are many blood spots on the backs of chairs a9 well as on the floor. Every here and there ghastly knots of hair are clinging to the furni ture. Several escapes were made through the windows, most of which are badly smashed. A TERRIBLE STRUGGLE. The bodies were found at the bottom of the stone stairs leading to the gal lery. Here a terrible struggle took place between the front of the crowd rushed from the main floor and the leaders of the throng which rushed down the gallery stairs. The dead lay mostly in two opposing rows, the feet of each row close to those of the other, one row of heads lying toward the gal lery stairway, the other toward the opposite side of the hall. The faces of the dead were distorted with agonized expressions. A little girl,since identi fied as Eva Marks, was found lying at the bottom of a pile of dead. Her lower limbs were bare and the upper part of dress was torn to shreds, showing that she had fought hard for life. Isaac Levy, a venerable man,with long white flowing beard and hair, was found among the dead. He and his wife were regular attendants at the performances given in the hall. They always sat near the door. It is thought that Mr. Levy, instead of fleeing alone when the NO. 4. ;NEWBPAPER LAWS If subscribers order the discontinuation newspapers, the publishers may continue send them until all arrearages are paid. If subscribers refuse or neglect to take their newspapers from the ofllco to which they arc sent they are held responsible until they havesettled the bills and ordered them discontinued. If subscribers move to other places withoutln forming the publisher, and the newspapers are sent to the former place, they are resi>onalble. ADVERTISING RATBB. 1 wk. t mo. 13 mos. 6 mos. 1 yea' 1 square $2 00 S4OO $ 500 $ 600 SBOO K " 700 1000 1500 3000 4006 1 " 1000 1600 | 2500 4500 TSOO One Inch makes a square. Administrators and Executors' Notices $2.50. Transient adver tisements and locals 10 cents per line for flrst Insertion and 5 cents per line for each addition al Insertion* panic started, remained to help and protect his wife. So the old man was brushed down by the rushing crowd and stamped to death. Hia wife's body lay opposite. The womao was in the prime of life aod wore brightly colored clothes and quantities of jewel ry. Beside her lay a little boy, whose knickerbockers and stockings were torn to shreds. Gospel Without Cost. A venerable Kentuckian told "THI INTERIOR" the following story : A wealthy planter, a man of education, an eloquent speaker, and a successful politician, was converted. He wanted to do good. His neighbors were ir religious, and he felt that his first du ty was to them. He buiit a commo dious church, put an organ in it, and hired an organist. He obtained a li cense to preach, and prepared some excellent sermons. When the house was ready, he sent his servants all over the neighborhood and invited everybody to come to church at 11 o'clock next Sunday. The people came and listened. At the close of the seryice the preacher thanked them for coming, and invited tbem to come again next Sunday. On Saturday be sent his servants out to remind them of the Sab bath service. He did this year after year, paying all expenses himself, not taking collections from anybody or anything, for he wanted to convince the people that the gospel was free—'without money and with out price.' 'And what was the result ?' was asked. Oh, he preached for twenty years, and there wasn't a single conversion in all that time ! People are not likely to prize very highly that which costs them nothing. If you want to get a man into the church, begin by getting him to do something for it. If you want to de velop the piety of a church, train its members to work and to give. Washington's Birthplace. There is scarcely a sign now of the house in which Washington was born, on the lower Rappahannok, nor any more of the other houses where he passed his boyhood, over, against Fredericksburg, aod in the landscape which must have been known to onr soldiers who fought atChancellorville. Both these houses were of the old Virginia stamp—big roomy piles of lumber, with long, sloping bent roof in the rear, and two huge chimneys slapped against the exterior walls at either end. It was at the home in Stafford county must have happened that episode of the cherry tree ; and it was there, too, happened [alter his father's death] that other better au thenticated incident of the boy's sub jugation of a young thoroughbred colt which nobody could master ; and yet this intreped lad known as George Washington, and known for many athletic feats even as a boy, did mas ter the brute, and so enraged him by the mastership that the poor animal, in a frenzy of protesting plunges, died under the very seat of the boy master. This martyr to young Washington's iron resolve was a great pet of his mother's, under whose special guid ance the fatherless lad had now come; and there may have been a bone to pick between them regarding the colt; but never, then or thereafter, any real breach in their mutual regard or love, —"American Agriculturist." Politeness of Great Men. Truly great'men are polite by instinct to their inferiors. It is one element of their 'greatness to be thoughtful for others. The greatest men in the world have been noted for their politeness. Indeed, many have owed their greatness mainly to their.popular manners, which induc ed the people whom they pleased to give them an opportunity to show their power. Many years ago the errand boy em ployed by a publishing house in a great city was sent to procure from Edward Eyerett the proof-sheets' of a book he had been examining. The boy entered the vast library, lined from floor to ceiling with books, in fear and trem. bling. He stood in awe of this famous man, and dreaded to meet him. But Mr. Everett, turning from the desk where he was writing, received the lad with reassuring courtesy, bade him sit down, chatted kindlv as he looked for the proof-sheets, ana asked : "Shall I put. a paper ground them for you ?' as politely as if his visitor were the president. The boy departed in a very comfort able state of mind. He had been rais ed in his own esteem by Mr. Everett's kindness, and he has never forgotten the lesson it taught him.
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