Bellefonte, Pa., August 23, 1889.
HOLD ON.
One day in March two blunt green leaves
Pushed through the hardened ground,
And though the wind was grumbling, still
Looked cheerily around,
And ere a week had passed, a bud
Came shyly after them,
And hung like tiny fairy bell,
Upon a slender stem;
When sucdenly the sky grew dark,
The snow began to fall,
And from beneath the ground the bud
Heard little voices call : :
“You were in too much haste,” they cried,
“Your pretty dress to don, ;
And now what will you do? She said,
“ I mean to just hold on.”
And dropping low behind her leaves
Of green she hid from sight,
While down the snow fell all the day,
And down it fell all night.
But when it stopped next morn the birds
Sang greetings to their kin,
And bright i the sun came out
To welcome April in.
Then quickly ran the snow away,
And soon as it was gone
The bud her leaves of white uncurled—
She had indeed held on;
And “Sister Flowers,” she gayly cried,
“Here I am safe once more,
To show the weaker hearts the way
Some one must go before ;
And though I'm such a tiny thing,
I really felt no fear
When forth I started that bleak morn
To act as pioneer;
For well I knew that it was spring,
In spite of Svintry din,
And that the blossoms on the trees
To grow would soon begin ;
And well I knew erelong the sun
The earth would shine upon,
So to myself I softly said,
‘Hold on, Snow-drop, hold on I’
THE DOCTOR'S TEMPTATION.
“Good morning, Miss Elsie. Why,
you are looking remarkably well for
an invalid ; this sweet June air is prov-
ing itself beneficial.”
As Dr. Godfrey spoke he drew a
chair before the great willow settee,
where among the cushions the slender
form of Elsie Benedict reclined.
She looked up with a languid smile,
and then her face took on that weary,
pathetic expression that told of a bur-
dened heart and a troubled mind.
Once those pale cheeks had worn
the rosy hue of health, those sad eyes
had been aglow with careless pleasure,
the drooping lips had curved out in
laughter; now all was changed, and
the doctor's heart throbbed sympa-
thetically as he looked upon her—a girl
in years with the weight of a sad expe-
rience upon her. 7
He knew her history; how she had
loved a handsome, debonair young man,
who had won her heart but to break it
upon the flint of his own selfish nature;
how, impressed by her delicate beauty
he had drifted into a relationship that
led her to believe that ultimately their
lives would unite; then without any
pretext, any werning, he left her with
only this cruel message to explain his
act :
“Elsie: It would be folly to indulge
longer in our pleasant little romance;
nothing can come of it but misery, for
we are both too poor to link our lives
together. We love each other but we
must be reasonable. Your beauty will
win a wealthier, perhaps nobler ‘man,
and I—well, I wiil not be a had hus
band to some heiress who may be fool-
ish enough to make me her beau ideal.
It may seem hard now, but by and hy
we will laugh over the affair together.
Leroy.”
Oh, what a cruel blow to the sensi-
tive, loving girl! She could not real-
ize at first that it was not all a jest,
that Leroy would come to laugh at her
agitation and beg her forgiveness ; but
as the truth dawned upon her, grief
and despair took possession of her
heart.
She told her story to her mother,
who could say nothing to soothe her.
“Let us go away,” she cried feverish-
ly, and a strange strength upheld her
till they had left the city and found a
quiet retreat in a distant viilage; then
she fell a victim to brain fever, and for
days she hovered between life and
death.
It was then Dr. Godfrey met her,and
now she is out of danger, but under the
shadow of sorrow still.
She thought she would never know
content again—the aching void in her
heart would never be filled; that her
mind would never be at peace.
“I feel a trifle stronger,” she said
softly, in reply to the doctor's remark.
“I do not expect to regain my former
health.”
“Ah, but you will, and your youthful
spirits, too,” said the man cheerily.
“Bat, Miss Elsie, you are your own
enemy—this despondency is fatal,”
She cast him a quick, reproach ful
glance.
“How can I help it?” she said, al-
most childishly. “I feel as if I had no
further interest in life."
“You must rouse yourself, then.
Come,the day is warm-let me drive you
a short distance and back—uay, T will
not be refused. You are still my pa-
tient.”
And a briet while later she was seat
ed beside him in his easy carriage, and
despite herself her interest was roused
by his pleasant speeches and the begu.
ty of her surroundings.
So every day Dr. Godfrey took her in
his charge, and soon she began to an-
ticipate the pleasant rides and social
companionship.
He was always so thoughtful, so:
cheery, sometimes he ta'ked to her of
her trouble,and then it seemed that the
burden grew lighter; she contrasted
his honesty tender way with the self
ish, exacting devotion of her old lover.
She was grateful for his friendship,
and found herself wondering how her
life would seem when Dr. Godfrey drop-
ped out.
This thought came to him once
when he drove away from her home;
his heart leaped with sudden pain,
“I have learned to love this little
girl,” he thought, “What shall I do
when I can see her sweet face no more?
Why can she not care for me 2
And then a wild desire to win her
arose, and he reflected upon every
glance, every kind word she had gvien
him,
“I am only a friend, but can she not
learn to think of me in another light?
I have heard of hearts being caught in
the rebound-may I not hope to gain the
precious gift that miserable scapegrace
slighted? Why, with Elsie for
my wife, life would be one dream of
happiness. I will win her with devo-
tion and patience.”
These thoughts were in his mind
when he next saw her; she wondered
why he regarded her so earnestly.
“How radiant you are to-day,” he
said. “Soon you will have no need for
my services.”
“I can always find use for a friend,”
she said, with a soft glance.
“But you will not always stay here?”
She looked away, and the smile fad-
ed from her face; he saw her sensitive
lips quiver.
“It is not a pleasant thought for
vou?’ he said gently. “Why, the
best of friends must part you know.”
She turned quickly and heid out her
hand, touching his arm lightly. :
“Let us enjoy the present, without
calling up sad thoughts of the future,”
she said, in a hesitating yet eager way.
Then he knew that she would miss
him, that she cared for him more than
she did for others—only the shadow of
Leroy Palmer stood between them.
He went from her presence in a hope-
ful state of mind.
“Not just yet, but by and by,” he
told himself; and in the midst “of his
reverie he was startled by a voice.
“Doctor, hasten to the Bend, there
has been an accident on the track, and
several are wounded.”
In a few moments he had reached
the scene of the disaster; the first victim
he saw was a handsome, white-faced
man, lying like one dead, near the em-
bankment,
He leaned over him, and discovered
that he still lived; then he picked up
a letter that hed fallen from his pocket.
It was opened, and addressed to
LEROY PALMER,
Morton House, City.”
Dr. Godfrey started back, and looked
again into the pallid countenance; the
perfect yet rather effeminate features,
the dark curling hair, the white soft
throat, were all those of the type of
man he imagined Elsie’s lover to be.
“What strange fate brought him
here?” he thought, and a sudden re-
sentment rose within him; then he
grew ashamed of the feeling, and
set his lips firmly,
“I will take him to my home,” he
thought ; so when Leroy Palmer recov-
ered, he found himself amid cozy sur-
roundings, and as comfortable as was
possible.
Dr. Godfrey looked into the violet-
hued eyes—that lent the dark face new
beauty; how dangerously handsome
this man was; just the type calculated
to win a girlish fancy. Elsie must have
made a hero of him, but to the keener
eyes of this thoughtful man the weak
nature stood revealed,
“You are Leroy Palmer 2”
“Yes, and what a plight I'm in,”
said the low, rich tones. “Disabled,
eh 2
“Well, you will not be able to leave
this room for several days.”
Leroy looked at his aching limb in-
cased in fine, light cloth, and shrugged
his shoulders.
“What must be, must be,” he said
lightly. “This is your home? You
are kind to a stranger,”
Dr. Godfrey did not see Elsie for a
few days ; he would not tell her of this
man’s presence, nor did her aame pass
his lips till one day—a bright day in
early July, a day never to be forgotten.
Leroy Palmer was able to walk about
the garden, and talked of going on his
way before the week was over.
“I'm in search of a lost treasure,”
he said, in his light, half jesting way.
“I cast aside a heart once and now 1
want to find ie. I have never known
peace since.”
Dr. Godfrey experienced a sudden
chill. This man was looking for ElI-
sie! Should he tell him where to find
her or let him go on his way in igno-
rance? Ah, it wes a bitter temptation,
his hopes had been so bright, success
seemed so near, and now he saw an
end of it all.
Why not let the gay trifler depart ?
Yet stay—Elsie still loved Leroy;
could he winher with a shadow of
this deception between them ? No, his
duty was clear.
“You are speaking of Elsie Bene-
dict?” he said.
Leroy’s dark face glowed.
“You know her?” he cried, “Why,is
she here then 2?
“I was her physician ; during her de-
lirium I learned her story ; your name
was ever on her lips.”
“Elsie ill—why, T did not know. Can
I see her at once 27
“I will drive you to her home,” the
dogtor answered,
Would he ever forget that ride
through the July sunshine with the
handsome careless man beside him.
“He is not worthy of her,” he cried
to himself, “but she loves him.”
Elsie was in the garden; he saw her
pale draperies through the shrubberies
as he paused for Leroy to alight.
“I will make a call and return in
about half an hour,” he said, and then
drove on with bitterest agony of spirit.
In fancy he saw the lover's meeting,
the clasping of hands, the terder glan-
ces; he heard Leroy plead for forgiv-
ness ; he saw Elsie, yielding and hap-
py. i
“God, it is hard I” he groaned. «I
might have won her—she would have
been mine—mine.”
Yet, calm and dignified as ever, he
approached the cottage awhile later.
To his surprise Elsie was leaning on
the gate alone. Iler eves met his
frankly, smilingly.
“Leroy has gone,” she said.
“What does that mean? You did
not send him away I"
“N-o; I—I only said that I—that is
—well o
The doctor was beside her then and
had her hand in his.
“Elsie, you have dismissed him—
why? Do you not love him 2"
She raised her eyes shyly now.
“Oh, how you torture me I" he cried.
“I love you, Elsie; and you?”
“I love you better than I ever did
Leroy Palmer,” she said softly.
Filled with great joy Dr. Godfrey re-
turned to his home some time later,
There he found a note in his late
guest's hand-writing :
“My Dear Doctor : Pardon my ab.
rupt departure I thank you for your
hospitality and generosity, but I can-
not stay to witness your happiness. I
understand itall—well. You are a bet
ter man than [—Elsie is wise.
Leroy Payer.”
IMA
She Killed the Bear,
One of the Vicissitudes in the Life of a
Country School Ma am.
Miss Emeline Wright, a healthy
and buxom country maiden of 22,
teaches a little backwoods school in the
Burdick district of Tobyhanna town-
ship,Penn. It is a very sparsely settled
section, and in boarding around with
the parents of her pupils Miss Wright
often has to walk two miles and a-half
from the schoolhouse, along lonely
roads and through stretchessof wood-
land. The school-house was built as
near the centre of the district as possi-
ble. It stands in a beech grove, on an
unfrequented highway, thé nearest
dwelling being three-quarters of a mile
distant, and back of it there is a succes-
sion of laurel swamps. An entry ex-
tends across the front of the building,
and a door leads from the entry into
the schoolroom,
On a recent morning, Miss Wright
reached the school-house ahead of any
of the scholars, intending to write a
letter before she called school ‘at 9.
She was surprised, she said, to find the
outside door ajar, but she was still
more astonished when she stepped in-
to the entry and saw a bear nosing
around in the schoolroom. Miss
Wright was born and brought up in a
pretty wild township, and she had
seen many a bear roaming through
the berry patches and bark peelings;
therefore, the sight of a bear in the
schoolroom did not demoralize her a
particle. ‘What she did is told by her-
self, as follows:
“The bear saw me as soon as look-
ed into the room. It snorted a little
and acted as it it didn’t know which
way to go. I wasn’t much afraid of it,
for I had seen a good many larger
ones. I don’t know why 1 did it, but
I stepped outside at once, closed the
door, and put a stick in the handle.
I heard the bear come into the entry
and paw on the door, but as the door
opened inside, I knew that the bear
couldn’t break the stick in the handle
and pull the door toward it. I was
anxious for some of the scholars tc
come, because I wanted to send one of
them over to the woods, where some
men were peeling bark, to get the men
to come with their axes and kill the
bear. Before any of the children came
in sight, the bear clawed very hard et
the door, and, for fear that the stick
mightn’t hold, I got a stronger ore
and put it in the handle.
“While I stood there waiting, I
heard the bear run into the school
room and clamber over the benches,
Then it ran back and scratched on the
door, and growled for the first time,
It seemed to be acting as if it was get-
ting more and more afraid to stay in
the house, and then it hurried back to
the room. 1 heard some glass crack,
and I stepped to the north side of the
house and found that the bear had
broken a pane out of a window. It
had its nose through the sash, but it
left the window and ran back to the
door when it saw me. It was scratch-
ing on the door again when I got
back to the front, and then I went into
the wood shed and got an axe, going
from there to the broken window,
The bear was still pawing on the door.
“In a little while one of my boy
scholars came, and I sent him over to
the woods to tell the men. Instead of
doing as I told him, the boy ran to-
ward his home, and told the “children
he met that there was a bear in the
school-house, and they all ran back, too.
Those that came from the other direc-
tion also got scared when they heard
about the bear, aud I couldn't get one
‘to go over to the woods and notify the
bark peelers. The bear had been rush-
ing back and forth, pawing on the
{ door and clambering over the desks
and benches all this time, and I had
about made up my mind to £o away
and leave it there, when I heard it
dash against a window in the back
end of the room. When I got there it
had its paws and nose through the
sash, and I hit it on the head with the
axe as hard as I could. The axe
glanced off and broke out more of the
sash, and the bear struggled to climb
out. It seemed as though it was go-
ing to plunge upon me, and I struck it
with the blade of the axe, just as it
sprang from the window. I must have
struck a good deal harder than I
thought I could, for the axe split the
beasts forehead open, and the poor ani
mal tumbled past me and rolled over
and over, almost to the bank of the
little creele that runs past the school-
house. It died in a little while, and
then I was sorry for it, because if I
hadn't fastened “it in the house it
would have run away and not broken
the windows. 1 didu’t have any school
that day. Themen who saw the dead
bear said it was two years old. Folks
around here talk about my killing the
bear as though it was a brave deed, but
I don’t think so. I wouldn't kill an-
other one’ if I had a chance, unless I
had to do it to keep from injuring me.”
A LEssoN IN Prysics.— Little Lke—
“Uncle Rastus, does cold make ebry-
thing git littler?” Uncle Rastus—*¥ as,
it do. Cold will always contrac’; don't
you 'member night ‘fo’ last Christmas
de wood-pile 0’ Parson Jones dat libs
nex’ to me swunk u p inonenight t'nex’t
nothin?” Little ITke—“But don’t Vou
‘member, Uncle astus, how de pile o
wood by de side 0’ de stove, in de cabin
got heap Dbigeer?” Uncle Rastus—
“Well, ‘twas hot in de room, vou little
idyot; heat makes things bigger. You
ain't got de sense you wus born wid, '—
Harper's Bazar.
Jugglers in the East,
Some of Their Wonders Told by a Trav-
eler.
“So marvellous are the things which
I have seen that I am almost ready to
crediv anything which I hear of the
skill of eastern jugglers. In our trip
we first encountered them at Port Said,
The ship was lying at anchor thereand
a tall, intelligent looking Hindoo, dress-
ed in a loose white gown and turban
came on deck. He did so many things,
each more wonderful than the last,
that I can only remember a few. For
instance, he took four eggs, ordinary
hen’s eggs, which we all examined. He
put one in each of his ears, and in each
eye, then stood perfectly straight, hold-
ing his head perpendicularly. The eggs
remained in place as if fastened there,
He then took of his turban, a piece of
very fine white cloth, eight inches in
width and about fifteen inches long.
He cut this in two, then lighted the
ends and allowed them to burn until
they were considerably charred. All
this time we were standing very close to
him, so that his slightest movement
could not escape us. His sleeves were
rolled up and there was no way of con-
cealing anything in his gown. Well,
he tied the two pieces of his turban to.
gether and rolled them up into a knot,
twisting it again and again. All at
once he gave ita jerk and the long
white cloth shot across the deck, white
and clean, without a break or a burned
spot in it. All this on the open deek
with the crowd near enough to touch
him.
“Everywhere we went we saw jug-
glers, and their tricks, in which skill
was the main element, were very numer-
ous and very astonishing. But here is
one by a Japanese juggler which shows
more than mere skill ;
“At Yokohama a juggler came on
deck and built a little box by piling
sticls one on top ofthe other in squares.
He held it up so that we could all see
through it. Then he put a botiom to
it, and immediately thrust his fingers
down into it and began to pull out a
long piece of what looked like smilax.
He had no possible way of concealing
it. He pulled six or seven: fathoms of
it out—more than he could have wrap-
ped into a small bundle. Afterward he
performed what 1s called the water
trick.
“He set a small table on the deck,
first placing under ita piece of paper so
that all the legs rested on the paper.
He then piled little boxes and tables
one on top of the other, forming a sort
of column of which the first table was
the base. Each table and box was
separated from every other by a piece
of paper. Then he stood off from the
column and lifted his wand. From one
corner of the topmost box spouted a
stream of water. When he raised his
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wand the stream spouted up higher.
When he lowered it the stream was
less. Then he made water stream from
the end of the wand, and walked about
the deck with water flowing from it.
His sleeves were rolled up; his hands
andarm were bare. In Yokohama, at
a theater, I saw the same thing on a
larger scale. The juggler than made
streams of water flow from the fore-
heads of his attendaats, from the mids;
of a blazing ball of pitch at the end of
his wand, and finally from the flames of
two lamps which lighted the stage.
“At Singapore, on the deck of the
steamer, a Hindoo juggler did the man-
go trick. He came on board clad in
the usual turban and loose white 10be,
and wearing his legs and feet bare. His
tools were a mango nut, about the size
of the ordinary sea-bean, a pot of earth,
a short stick about as thick as the little
finger, and a cloth about four feet
square. He kneeled upon the deck
while doing the trick, and we all bent
over him. He poured out the earth
and heaped it into a little mound. He
next held up the mango nut, then
but edit in the little mound of earth,
He poured water on it, waved his cloth
over it several times, than pulled the
cloth away and a sprout about two iu-
ches long stood up fresh and green
from the mound. He lifted it out and
we all examined it and saw that it was
fastened to the nut.
He buried the nut again, poured on
more water, pressed down the earth
with his stick, made the passes with the
cloth, and removing it, disclosed a
sprout about six inches in length, He
repeated this process two or three times,
and then had a stalk about a foot high.
He now pressed the cloth over this, stir-
red the earth at its base, and again re-
moved the cloth. There stood a
mango bush two feet and a half high,
with small branches and full-grown
leaves, looking as if they had just un-
folded. Me pulled it up and showed us
the roots, grown just as the tree had
grown. I saw this trick again on shore,
and watched even closer, but could not
see how it was done.
“One day at Singapore I saw a Hin-
doo boy stretched upon the ground in
front of the hotel. The man who was
with him spread a white sheet ver
him so that the outlines of his body
were plainly to be seen. He then drew
a knife, and, lifting it high in the air,
drove it straight through the sheet. ap-
parently into the body of the boy.
Blood spurted out and the bop writhed.
The man pushed in the knife hard,
then drew it out slowly, covered with
blood, which he proceeded to wipe off
onarag. He then lifted up the sheet,
and the boy arose with not a stain of
blood on his white garments and not a
rent in them anywhere.
“I did not go far into the interior of
India but those of the Brooklyn's offi-
cers who did saw even more ‘wonderul
things than these which I will not repeat
second hand. What explanation have
I? None, absolutely none.”
Tue VErLocrry or Lagu. — Light
moves with the amazing velocity of 185,-
000 miles a second, a speed a million
times us great as that of a nflebullet. It
would make the cireait of the earth's
circumference at the equator, seven tines
inone beat of the pendulum. For a
long time light was thought to be in-
stantaneous, butit is now known to have
measurable velocity.
The Prisoner Of Forton.
4 Tale of the Revolutionary War ly
Evward Euerett Hule.
Those of you who have had grandfa-
thers or great grandfathers who were
taken prisoners of war when they were
cruising in American privateers have
heard, I do not doubt, of the prison of
Forton in England. It wasin this prison
that the Arrerican prisoners taken at
seyweve kept. Anda very hard time
they bad of it until Franklin was at
12st able to arrange that they should. be
e_chan ed for prisoners taken by Paul
Jones and others from English ships.
One of the prisoners in Forton, who
remained there eighteen months or
more, was Captain Lee, of Marblehead.
The privateers of Salem, Marblehead
and Beverly were the terror of all Eng-
lishren who sailed upon the seas; but
in some adventure, which I need not
tell here, Captain Lee, of Marblehead,
was overmatched, and so had been car-
ried into England with his crew and
was imprisoned at Forton. Exchanges
were not then easy, for the English
Government had not at first decided on
its coarse about exchange.
One day, after poor Captain Lee had
lingered there more than a year and a
half, he was called to the door and told
that a gentleman wished to see him.
This gentleman proved to be a man of
military air who took Captain Lee into
a corner and pressed into his hand, pri-
vately, a purse, which proved to con-
tain seventy-five guineas.” With equal
privacy he said to him that with a part
of the money he must buy, before night,
from some of the attendants, the dress of
one of the prison workmen, and that,
when the relief came around, he must
be in an cut-of-the way place, where he
could fall in with the relief in the twi-
light and pass outside the prison proper
unobserved. “But to go out of the ‘whole
enclosure,” said his friend “you will
need to know the countersign.”” And
so he whispered to him the countersign
of the day. Captain Lee asked to whom
he was indebted,but the stranger wou Id
not tell him.
All fell out just as this good fairy had
said. Some loafer among the workmen
was not proof to the temptation of a few
bright guineas, and as night came on
Captain Lee clothed himself in the suit
of clothes which he had bought. He fell
in with the relief and no one observed
him. He came to one and another sen-
tinel who challenged him, and he “ap-
proached and gave the countersign!”’
He passed out into the dark town, and
there he was puzzled about the street,
when he met again his friend of the
morning. This gentleman congratulated
him on his liberty, put him into a car-
riage which was ‘in waiting and sent
him to a seaport, whence he could take
passage for France.
The whole experience was as great a
wonder to Captain Lee as ifthe stranger
had been an angel sent from heaven, as
in a certain sense he was. Heaven is
very apt to send as its messengers the
persons who have been moved by kind-
ness done to them.
It proved afterwards that the myster-
ious stranger was no less a person’ than
General Burgoyne. He also had been a
prisoner of war. While he was at Cam-
bridge, in Masschuseets, he had been un-
der the immediate charge of Colonel
Lee, who was Captains Lec’s brother.
When Burgoyne was exchanged he had
promised Colonel Lee, for whose kind-
ness to him he was grateful, that he
would render any service in his
power to the prisoner at Forton.
Colonel Lee had intrusted to him the 75
guineas which he had delivered to Cap-
tain Lee and it was he who had whis-
pered the valuable countersign to him.
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Why She Felt Sad.
a.
Even the children in Boston look
upon life from a sober and elderly point
of view. A Beacon street little girl the
other night,was observed by her moth-
er to be crying quietly by herself for
nearly two hours, from supper until
bedtime. When the moment for re-
tiring came, Mrs A insisted upon
being informed concerning the nature
of the grief which seemed to prey upon
her small daughter's mind.
“You must really tell me, my dar-
ling,” she said, “what it is that is troub-
ling you.”
“No, mamma,” replied 8-yvear-old,
sobbingly, as her little garments were
unbuttoried. “There are some painful
thoughts, you know, which one cannot
share even with one’s parents.”
“I will not at all assent to that, my
pet. Any way, I shall not go down-
stairs now until you confide this matter
to me.”
“Well, mamma, if [ must tell, it is
simply this: I was looking at you and
papa at the supper-table, when it sud-
denly came to my mind that neither
papa nor yourself had any mamma or
papa of your own. The more I thought
of it the more sad it seemed to me that
you should both be orphans, like the
children from the asylum who walk
two by two on the streets Sundays, and
so I could not help crving about it,
seeing that I love you both very much.
That was all, dear mamma.”
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-~— “Before Americans have anvthing
more to say about thecost of royalty,”
says the Chicago Herald. “it might be
well for them to think about the increas-
ing cost of democracy in this country.
The wife of our President complains be-
cause the Exe utive Mansion is so small
and is so poorly fitted up, and some of
his friends state that a salary of $50,000
is not enough for him. According to
the estimate of Bradstreet’s, our last
Presidential election cost enough to sup-
port Victoria and all her descendants
during her entire reign.”
Out in India the editorof an Eng-
Ere reteset rere ere errr ON
glish paper gets from §5,000 to $7,000 a
year. He does not have much to do,be-
cause the heat makes it impossible for
him to do much. He fills his paper
with editorials and clippings. Tn the
matter of news, the main thing is the
weather. The editor has to keep his eve
on floods and eyelenes. A short time
azo a hail storm killed 250 people in an
open field. ‘When the weather furnishes
such items it is, of course, a big thing
worth looking after.
All Sorts of Parag: ephs.
—Harvest hands
$3 a day and board.
—Utah has a colony composed of na-
tives of the Hawaiian Islands,
in Oregon demand
—Southern California is figuring on a
honey crop of 2,000,090 pounds this sea-
son.
—A company is about to engage in
the manufacture of bagging from pine
fibre at Wilmington, N. C.
—Mrs, Elizabeth Lang, the wife of a
Brooklyn tailor, is the mother of 15
children all of whom are living,
—Under the new Schefferlaw in Min-
neapolis, which makes drunkenness g
crime, a woman was the first to be sen.
tenced to jail.
—They are trying to acclimatize the
Connecticut oysters at several places ‘on
the coast of Sweden. So far they have
done very well.
—Susanville, Nev., boasts a citizen
who has been sunstruck, struck by light-
ning, frozen until he lost consciousness,
and yet is as “hearty as ever.”
—Pasadena, Cal., has a Democratic
post-master who is so popular that over
400 Republicans have signed a petition
requesting that he be retained until the
expiration of his term.
—During the last ten years Americans
have contributed $20,000,000 to relieve
suffering caused by disasters or epidemic.
Not such a very bad record for a na-
tion of money-worshipers.
—A quick thinking lad in Florida,
who could not swim, on seeing a baby
fall into the river, grabbed up a casting
net, and throwing it over the child,
hauled him safely out of the water.
—A gooseberry bush, growing out of
the side of a maple tree, 22 feet from the
ground, was a big sight seen in Johns.
bury, Vt., when a tree was felled in the
Court House yard the other day.
—DMis. R. L. Henry walked into her
yard at the Rutherford place, near Ma-
con, Ga., and found her child charmed
by a snake. She killed the reptile just
as it was about to strike the child,
—Captain Charles D. Grant, of the
schooner Lizzie May, recently brought
into Portland the largest swordfish taken
onthe coast of Maine this season. Af
ter being dressed it tipped the scales at
500 pounds.
— While her husband attends the fire
Mrs. Moulton runs the engine of the
Ocean City, a boat that conveys passen-
gers from Longport to Somers Point
and Ocean City," N.-J, Mrs. Moulton
is a pretty brunette.
—dJustice Lockwood, of Los Angles,
went in swimming at Catalina Island
last Sunday. A colony of sharks came
in sight and drove every one to the
shore. The justice found ‘an old saber
and managed to kill two maneaters,
—Brownstown, Ind., has a baby 16
days old that weighs only one pound.
‘An ordinary finger ring will pass over
its hand, while a pint cup will cover its
head, body and limbs.” The parents
are of average size and in good health.
—Daniel Copperthite, a Meriden,
‘onn., veteran, walked from his home
to Baltimore, whence he was given
transportation to Washington. His ob.
ject in making the journey was to see if
he could not get his pension increased.
—A Milton (Pa.) paper says that on
the day of the Sullivan-Kilrain fight
the wife of William Follmer, of Shakes-
peare, presented him with twin boys of
of six and eight pounds, which the fath-
er named Jacob Kilrain and John Sulli-
van respectively.
—Mr. R. W. Smith, cne of the sub-
stantial citizens of Toledo, declares that
he went out on the lake in quest of sport
and in the space of about 15 minutes
drew from their native element no less
than 64 of the finny tribe that turned
the scales at from 1'to 25 pounds.
--Smoke extends from
Western Kansas, a distance of 1,000
miles. At first the smoke partially shut
off the rays of the sun, making the air
cooler, but now it adds to the already
high temperature. It is Supposed to be
caused by the mountain fires in Mon.
tana.
California to
—The first settlements in Arizona
and California were founded by Eusebio
Francisco Kino, a Jesult, who was an
explorer in those regions as early as 1650.
He founded the first settlement in Ari-
zona on the Gila river in 1670, and in
1697 founded the first settlement in Cal-
ifornia.
—Honey bees, that come from nobody
knows where, are making life miserable
around Reno, Nev. They invade
dwellings, and have forced several fam-
ilies to vacate portions of their homes.
One man has killed 12 swarms this sea-
son, but the bees seem to be as numer-
ous as ever.
—The largest fish ever caught in In-
diana waters was captured in the ‘White
river just south of Columbus, the other
day. The monster was a shovel-head
cat and weighed 104 pounds. It was
landed by Arty Monroe and Nick Her-
od with a trout line. It brought $11 in
the market,
—An Adrian, Mich., boy props a
wide and heavy plank on a stick, to
which a string is ‘attached, so he ean
drop the plank while hiding behind a
distant rose bush. He then sprinkles
grain under the plank and often cap-
tures 100 English sparrows at one fel]
swoop. Michigan pays a bounty on
dead sparrows.
—About a week ago Ordinary Her-
rington, of Clarke county, Ga., issued
a marriage license, the prospective groom
being about 80 years of age and the in.
tended bride about 40. The lady was
the sister of the gentleman’s son’s wifa,
Two days after the license had been se.
cured the old gentleman concluded to
back out.
—Two colored men named Young
and Garrett have induced 911 colored
men to locate upon Government land in
Oklahoma, taking 160 acres each, or
145,760 neres in all. They have laid
outa town site near the center of the col-
ony. The name of the town is Lincoln
located on the north bank of the Cima-
ron river, and is destined to be the coun-
| ty seat, as they have five townships and
are in the majority ten to one.