Pemoceatic atcha Bellefonte, Pa., Novembr |, 1889. AN OLD PATRIOTIC SONG. Ale out of an old news vive ancient patriotic memories by its publi- iy sends us the following, which she cut per, with arequest to re- eation : selvesat nobody's ex- chuck full of 1812 patriotism yvour s hy el nt to me when I was I am now seventy-one and Center Rang twelve years old. sing it often, Huan Kircore. Callens! September the eleventh day. \ do understand, Our bold mariners on lake Champlain Subdued tlie British band. Our gallant tars prepared for war, McDonough did command ; yon the ia the foe did rake, scene was truly grand. At nine o'ele Was felt on and land, For two | hours in dreadful showers Dealk death on every hand. 1e dreadful shock Fhe guardian angel of our rights, Who viewed this bloody scene, Now mingled with the 1t, And did our eause maintain. Their Commodore all drenched in blood Pale on the deck was 1s Besides, thr Within his ship lay dead. ee SO 1t hero bold, Our Commodore, Now I : Jast round ! Huzzah! r hearts of gold, Their bloody comes down. Four vessels now we took in tow, hem safe to shore; il ks I do expect ince and Spain, and run like deals, Jattsburg and Champlain. They took their flight in dead of night, Thir wounded left behind. 4 Our Yankee lads they were so glad Pursued them to the lines. The grizly monarch, king of beasts, Upon tneir flag portrayed ; Who came to rob our eagle’s nest, That day tull low was laid. him laws Our eag rs soon tau Wh ype could not do: She cocked her crest and saved her nest, And then aloft she flew. Come, let us toast onr Commodore, And his most gallant band, And sing his fame from shore to shore, Throughout our happy land. Pp “NUMBER ONE HARD.” That was all the name he went by in Skytown. He had never thought it worth while to give his full name, and out there, where eastern titles were considered as delicate subjects and kandled accordingly, no one in the community caredto press the matter. Ie had to be catalogued, however, and arley Atwood demonstrated his in- genuity by christening the sturdy blacksmith “Number One Hard.” The boys shortened the appellation 0 suit themselves, but it was ao mat- ser 50 long as identification was com- plete. No. 1 was of powerful build with a biceps and stature of herculean propor- stons. It has never ceen my fortune to ace another such magnificent physique. He was old and gray, bat his majestic shoulders were erect and straight as those of a youth. His temperament was peaceable and retiring and he was wever seen in the saloons or at the card sables of Skytowr. He minded his own business, put in six full days at his anvil every week and allowed the world 1 wag as it would. He hada fine tace, but [,who was broughtinto contact with him more than any of the rest, could trace lines of a deep sorrow among the wrinkles of age. “Some family skeleton,” I thought; “unhappy in the east, he has come to ttsis rough section to bury his sadness 2nd end his life. Poor No. 1.” Though six years have passed, I re- member as if it had occurred but yester- day the strange event which brought No. 1 conspicuously before the rough denizens of Scytown and proved a surning point for the better in the old man's life, The fall of '83 disgraceful one for the pioneer commu- wity in which I found myself. Row- ties from the Mouse River country and ‘boys from the far Montana boarder lawlessness that put civilization to the blush. The scattered farming popula- #:0n evaded the towu to trade at anoth- r village, even though obliged to go many miles further. I had opened a general store in Skytown, and this eva- sion by the farmers nearly ruined me, Li company with two or three law abid- mz citizens, equally as interested as yself'in the preservance of the peace, 1 openly expressed my disgust and dis- approval to the Sheritl, but he (being a were figure-head and too much of a rascal himself to perform his sworn duty) paid little heed to our demands, azve Lo reassure us by stating that “it would only last a few days.” One particularly lawless individuoal bad come down with the Mouse River delegation, who rejoice in the soubri- qnet of “Long Haired Pete.” He was an athletic young fellow of 22, or there- abouts, but very quarrelsome either in or out of “his cups,” and no one had tize hardihood to cross his will or go azaiast hs slightest wish, He was looked up to and universally admired by all the Mouse River rowdies, ** Pete did this, or “Pete did that,” was a rigid demand upon his followers to go and do like likewise. This gentleman reigned supreme in Skytown until the doioralized Montana faction dragged a rival god from beyond the Missouri, erowned him and flaunted his colors ‘ma iznantly in the faces of Long Hair el Pete's partisa is, I had noticed the trend of affairs from afar and had about concluded to pack my stock in divers wagons and move to a more congenial clime. There would soon be a war of extermination, il tum the following | was a particularly” nspired to keep alive an element of I felt positive, and the sooner I moved to less barbarous surroundings the bet- ter—for me. Bnt the climax was reached before I had fairly decided and {1 was compelled to see the drama | throngh. | Covert sneers and hall-uttered threats | had been carried back and forth be- | tween the two champions until both parties were warm for an encounter. They both sought itand, one afternoon, | Pete collected his followers about him land they surged into Splangler's saloon where Montana Dick was holding | forth with his friends. Sundry jeers and derisive laughs were induiged in, | He stalked | but Pete heeded them not. straight to the bar and then, turning halt around, he looked at Montana ! Dick. “Hev a drink with me?" he smiling blandly. Was Pete backing down ? acknowledged a superior? These were asked, | the startled thoughts of his people as Had he! | “Stop!” he commanded. Pete looked at hit angrily, with a harsh reply on his lips, but, meeting the steady gaze of Number Oe, he con- tinued looking as by some weird fas- cination. His arms fell beside him and he staggered back. His lips moved, but they uttered no word. “Give me that pistol.” It was mechanically handed to him. “Now, go!” commanded Number One; ‘leave this town at once.” Pete turned, walked slowly ont on the prairie where his horse was graz ing, saddled and bridled the animal, mounted and rode away. Asin a kind of stupefaction the crowd had observed this strange pro- ceeding. When Pete had disappeared | in the purple haze where horizen and | prairie met, the men passed silently | they stood in an agony ot doubt behind | their hero. | and he looked gave a contemptuous sniff. Then he looked about him triumphantly. “1 don’t mind, seein’s ye want me to. ! I'd drink with the meanest feller that | walks, ” he added when the liquor had { been poured. “I wouldn't,” said Pete, suddenly { raising his glass and dashing its con- | tents full in the other's face. | What a bedlam of approbation went { up from Pete's friends! For a second Dick, with the liquor streaming from his eyes, was dazed and seemed not to realize what occurred; then, with a yell of rage he jumped backward, drew his revolver and emptied every shell at his enemy. He was too insane with liquor and rage to fire accurately and every bullet went wide of the mark save one, and that passed through Pete's shirt,but did not touch his body. “If you want to fight,” cried Pete, when the smoke "had cleared away, ‘jist come out-doors an’ fight like a man. We stand too big a chance of hittin’ some one else in here.” Pell-mell they rushed out upon the prairie, and the combatants were soon facing each other with loaded revolvers in their hands. “Wren I drop my hat you fellers fire,” cried Roxy’ of Montanians. But before Roxy could drop his hat, Number One stepped from the crowd of onlookers. He raised his hand im- periously. $Wait.” Something about thie man command- ed attention and he was accorded a hearing. “What's the use of this needless bloodshed? In this manner both of you are liable to die. I ery out against it.” “Git out o' the way,” yelled Dick; and the crowd, taking its cue from him, endeavored to frighten the old man off. “We're here to figh,” said Pete, “and fight we will, whether one or both of us go under.” Number One never looked at him. “Let me propose a way of settling the difficulty,” said lie drawing two pistols from his pocket, both exactly alike. “One of these weapons is load- ed with power only; the other with powder and ball. Now, I will lay them on the grass here and you Mon- tana Dick, and you, Long-Haired Pete, are to approach and take one, each of you. Iwill toss up a dollar, and the one that wins the toss is to put his pistol at the breast of the other and fire. In the event of that pistol being loaded with powder only, then the other shall have his turn. In this way only one of the duelists will be killed, and one life saved at all events. [tis a fair method of settling the dispute. Fate will decide it. What have you to say, gentlemen ?”’ ~ Not a sound came from the assem- bled men. The awfulness of that bat. tle seemed to strike even their hardened hearts with fear. Pete bowed his head and his bosom heaved a moment. “I'm ready,” he declared, looking up. There was a murmur of admiration from the crowd, and I fancied the old blacksmith looked toward the young fellow with sudden pride. But it was only a sudden shadow that crossed his face and it became as passive as be- fore. To be outdone by his enemy would lave cost Montana Dick his laurels, and shaking back his shoulders with the air of a braggadocio, he cried : “I'm ready, too.” Number One stepped back. Dick strode over to the pistols and selected his, and Pete then approached and took the remaining one. They stood facing each other,but the, bully had faded entirely out of Montana Dick's bearing. The combatants, both i of them, were white-faced and both filled with foreboding. One of them had the loaded pistol— which was it? The rabble about the two men was as quiet as the men themselves, and even when Number One tossed the coin and Montana Dick won there was only faint cheer from his supporters. Dick's eye shot a malignant gleam at Pete as he approached and placed the muzzle of the pistol within a foot of his breast. If I should live antl the end of eter- nity I could never forget the bravery of Long-Haired Pete at this supreme mo- ment, His face was of an ashy pallor, broad cree of fate. With a sneering laugh Montana Dick pulled the trigger. There follow- ed a bright flash and load report, but Pete still stood erect before his enemy. The Mouse River men gave a shout of exultation, Realizing that he had se- fell back in dismay and fear. His enemy had failed! Pete grasped his pistol firmly and rushed towards ie cowardly champion of the Mon- At this moment Number One stepped between them, anians, lected the wrong pistol, Montana Dick | £ is ‘custard and bake. Montana Dick seemed surprised, too, | his rival all over and] away, and Number One was the first to 20. % 3 # % % After this, although “white-winged peace” did not roost in the neighbor- hood of Skytown,the backbone of|dissen- sion was broken and everything sett’ed down to a fairly harmonious channel for a pioneer village. Business picked up so well that I concluded to chance it awhile longer, and I have livedto be glad that I did. The never tailing topic of conver tion continued to be the strange duel en- gineered by Number One, and for months after that affair the all import- ant question of “what made Long Hair- ed Pete throw up his hands and get out when Number One told him to” re- mained unanswered. For me the mys- tery was cleared away, but I never breathed the secret to a soul in Sky- town. : About four weeks after the dnel Number One Hard came into the store dressed in his best clothes and carrying a satchel in his hand. I expressed great surprise at his intended depar- ture, and he, drawing me to one side, thrust a letter into my hand. “Read that, Mr. Barlow.” I obeyed, and, as near as I can re- member, the following was written in the note in a very awkward hand : Mouse River, D. T. DEAR OLp FATHER: — It's no use—you’'ve found me, and I never wanted to go home so bad in all my life as I do now. [ will meet you in Jimtown the 15th of this month. I'm tired of this life and ready for something better. Will you meet me there? If so, we will go East together and. try our for- tunes once more in the little shop at Roxbury. Atfectionately, Pere. “Who is Pete 2 I queried, com- pletely nonplussed. : “Why, ‘Long-Haired Pete.” “No? “Fact. All T came out west for was to find him. He always was a harum- scarum boy. Nothing bad, mind you, only just wild. Well, he left, and mother and I never knew anything about it till he. was gone. He left a note saying that he had become a little restiess ; didn't think blacksmithing was his forte, and all that, and thought he'd try it out west a while. TI thought where he'd come,as I had a brother up at Devil's Lake, so I started after him. Srother Joe hadn't seen Pete. however, so I calculated to settle down in Sky- town for a spell and just Lope and hope and meybe I'd find him in some way. You see I wasn't disappointed, for I ran across him just on the point of fighting with that Montana rowdy. Didn’t I fix thatup pretty cute?” “Perhaps so, but I think your son stood a poor show—"" : “Not a bit of it! Why, Mr. Bar- low, neither of those pistols was loaded with bullets. I lied a little, but I sav- ed Pete.” _ Lfelicitated the old gentleman on his ingenuity. “If I can only save Pete from that whiskey appetite he has contracted out here, it will make me a happy man.” “Don’t let that worry you. A young fellow that can look into the muzzle of arevolver with as much impunity as he, whether it is loaded, or unloaded, | is capable of the highest moral develop- ment.” “He's brave—nobody ever doubted that. I knew he'd write me! I firmly expected that letter. ‘Will I meet him at Jimtown ? Of course I will, and it will be a happy day for mother when she sees Pete and I come home togeth- er and goto work in the dusty ttle shop just across the street. Just chink; we've been gone from home two years ! My sakes, I teel twenty years vounger now that I'm going back with Pete. Here's the stage, Good-by, Mr. Bar- low; I'm much obliged to you for all your kindness,” I shook his hand heartily. “Good by and good nck to you!” He boarded the stage, waved his hat at me from the window and—that was the last of Number Oue.—[ Detroit ree Press. a ————— Don’t Drink New Beer. From the Anti Adultération Journal. No premature beer is fit for consump- tion. A beer unuer four months old is as injurious as any slow poison ever consumed. No matter how pure the material may be from which the beer is | made, it is, however.an impure beer un- { til it has had but, drawing himself to his full height, | hie folded his arms and awaited the de- | at least four months to purify itself by eliminating certain yeast germs, carbonic acid and other foreign matters. A well preserved old ale, it seems, would be much better to use than new beer, where malt liquors are needed, or perhaps better yet for the sick, a malt tonic or extract of malt or good grape wine, until good beer is produced. In Bavaria the law enforces the aging as well as the purity of beer, and for such laws we are contending here. ———— Frosrep LeMoN Pre—Take two lem- ons. Grate about one third of the peel and squeeze out the juice, removing the seeds. Add eight tablespoonfuls of su- gar andgthe yelks of four eggs. Stir smoothly and add three-fourths of a cup of rich milk. Have ready two pie-pans containing under crust. Pour in the Whip the whites of four eggs thoroughly udd a grate of lem- on rind and six tablespoonfuls of powdered sugar. When the custard is baked pour the meringue over the pies and return to the oven till of a delicate brown. gus, FARMERS OF PENNSYLVANIA! A Vote for Edmund A. Bigler for State Treasurer is a Vote for Treasury Reforma Step Towards Equali- zation of Taxation, and His Election will bea Decisive Victory in War against Monopoly and Ring Rule. Extract FROM ADDRESS oF HoN GER- ARD C. BRowN, DELIVERED AT IN- TER-STATE P1C-NI¢ EXHIBITION AT WiLLiamMs Grove, Pa., Avaust 25, 1889. The pertinent question now comes home to each one of us: Does the Ameri- can farmer enjoy in full proportion the national prosperity which he has so largely created ? thorities hold that he does, and would make us believe that ‘all is lovely.’ Farming, which should be, and nat- urally is, the most profitable of all legiti- mate vocations, and which we are so often informed by the aforesaid awthori- ties, is the ‘most honorable and inde- pendent,’ in reality returns less profit on the investment, and pays less wages to its votaries, than any other business at the present time. The census specifically informs us that it does not yield three per cent. net in- come. The recent rapid increase in sheriff's sales in the very finest farming sections of the State shows its precarious condi- tion. The augmentation of tenant farmers and of mortgages on farm property throughout the whole country clearly demonstrates its dark and critical future. We must ascertain the cause of this | depression. We cannot afford to ignore it. It grows yearly and daily worse. | It threatens the existence of farming as an independent, honorable business. | For so great and marked a declension as the past twenty years has shown in farming for profit, there must exist ac- tive and powerful causes. WHERE SHALL WE LOOK FORTHEM, AND I WHAT SHALL THE REMEDY BE? The most cursory view will induce the conclusion that the trouble is not of natural growth and is not inherent to our calling, but is rather the outcome of our own inattention and indifference, “ETERNAL VIGILANCE IS THE PRICE LIBERTY.” This covers the case exactly. As it happens, the chief factors in this depres- sion of farming as a paying business have sprung from our neglect and are remediable by our own action. No one cause is so prolific a curse to us as unfair legislation ; no weapon is so deadly as wn just taxation; no means so potent to win the one and wield the other as combination and organization against our right and well being. MONOPOLY 1S OUR BANE, Trusts are its ripest fruits @nd fullest development. The beneficiaries of the one are open apologists of the other and do not hesitate to declare ‘‘that #rusts are mere private atfairs with whom a President (or any one else) has no right to interfere.” They have grown audacious to the | point of temerity and insolent as impe- | rial dictators. Confident in the brute force of the millions they have extorted from a long suffering people, they no longer disguise their buccaneeri ng pro- | Jeets. OF | UNEQUAL TAXATION. | Here is the key-note. I think it was Fox, from his seat in Parliament, who declared that ‘tie right to tar was | the power to destroy.” { This was the cord on which the hearts | of the Revolutionary patriots struck fire | and urged them to devote their lives to | save the nation’s life, | We have allowed ourselves to be ca- | joled on one pretext and another to sub- | mit to an excessive increase of taxation | and what is even worse, to a most in- iquitous distribution of its burdens. We have permitted the revenue laws of the State to be so shaped from time to time, that, as at present, a good one- half ofall the property in the Common- wealth is not assessed. This is the more outrageous, inasmuch as the property thus exempted is the most profitable that exists in our bor- ders. Its holders are millionaires and corporations. All other classes of property, except real estate, when taxed at ail, pays not | to exceed the sixth part of that which is levied upon farm property of equal assessed value. I will recall to your attention right here, that there are levied in Pennsyl- vania, for all purposes, about $40,000 000 yearly, of which real estate, mainly farm property, pays 234,000,000,licenses, ete., more than $2,000,000, and the bal- ance, not exceeding $4,000,000, which is all that is demanded of all that vast.cor- porate and personal property, in amount | actually exceeding in value and im- | mensely over-topping in income all the real estate, toughly estimated, should real estate pay its own share, and no more, it would puy about $17,000,0 0 per annum, or Just about one-half of what it does pay. Should corporate and income produc- ing personal property be required to pay its just proportion at the satae rato, it would pay $22,000,000, or more than five times what it does now. Is there any sound reason why it should not? We claim itis an act of common justice—nothing more, HOW WILL THAT EFFECT THE STATE. Allowing the situation to be as here stated, what can we do about it? Equalization of taration, which is not only just and proper, but which we re- | gard as a vital necessity, an ab.olute | sine qua non, isa great reform move- ment. It must advance in spite of the organized opposition of many of the most powerful interests and influences. HEY WILL FIGHT. For three or more sessions of the Leg- islature has the farmer's organization | been leading in this effort, in fact, it initiated it. Our bill, defeated at one session by a trick, was so powerfully pushed at the last one, that it was only beaten by one vote, after the corporate and moneyed | interests, thoroughly alarmed, had been | obliged to strain their every nerve 10 down it. Even then they were forced | to pass a resolution acknowledging the injustice of the present system, virtually A certain class of au-! | taxes | would decrease the rate and be an actual | house. | ed against it. conceding all that we have claimed, and | and patriotism of the people to confoun ostensibly providing a method of relief | his prediction.” and reform through a commission ap- pointed to revise the revenue laws. ‘We are assailing monopoly in its cita- del, all classes of laborers are equally interested with those who till the soil that we shall win this fight, their battle as well as ours, The men who receive the farmers’ votes [should] be men on whem they | can rely.” \ Extracts from address of Hon. Jno. H. Brigham, at Williams Grove Grang- ! ers’ Picnic, 1889. «We realize that as a class we are un- equally burdened by taxation. The as- | sessors know little as to the value of a merchants’ goods, but are better inform- {ed on the value of the farmers’ stock and tools. Then a farmers’ means are all in sight, you can’t hide an acre of land if it is on edge. That we are unjustly tax- | ed I have not the least doubt. We can | do better than complain of it. If it is true that we are over-taxed, we ought to [ | 1 { £1 try and devise some way to make other | people pay their share. I am sure that | the farmes, when they act unitedly, will | in a great measure right this wrong. No man, no corporation, will ever light- en our burden a feathers weight until we compel them to do so, and we can compel them if we will. We cannot by any spasmodic effort right this wrong;it | will require long, careful, patient effort. Having in our hands more power than any other class, perhaps more than all | others combined, we have done nothing. You hold the reins! Do the driving. You are the party! Select your own public servants.” | LEGISLATION. For the purpose of equalizing taxa- | the following bill was introduced at the last session of the Legislature. House Bill No. 10, entitled An Act ! Providing for the assessment and valua- | tion of real estate, personal and corpo- | rate property for taxation for county, | township, borough and municipal pur- poses, This bill which was introduced on January 11, 1889, and pass the House finally on the 26th of Mareh, provided as follows: Section 1. Be it enacted &ec., that! from and after the passage of this act as- sessors of the several tonwships, bor- onghs and cities of the Commonwealth shall annually, as to personal and cor- tion and relieving the overtaxed farmer | | { | i | | | | i WHERE THE FAULT LIES. “Fifth. We hold the Republican party responsible for the failure—a fail- ure wilfully and corruptly incurred—io enforce by ‘appropriate legislation’ the sixteenth and seventeenth articles of the Constitution, designed to protect the land and labor, the people and indus. tries of this Commonwealth. —77,, Democratic Platform, 1889. Sr —— —— All Sorts of Paragraphs. —A two-legged horse is on exhibition in a New York museum. —Madison, Ga., claims to have ga horse that took part in the Indian wars in 1830. —A pure white English Sparrow dwells with a colony of browns in Hart- ford, Conn. — Erastus Wiman has $100 to the fund for a Horace Greely. contribut d monument to Umbrellas are being imported into India in great numbers. Last year 280.- 000 arrived in Calcutta alone. —John Masgatt, aged 76 years, of West Ellsworth, Me., drove 40 miles last week to be initiated a Good Temp- lar. —A Hannibal, Mo., man has killed 910 squirrels since the first of June, hut | probably he has not done much of any- { | thing else. —At Pensacola, Fla., a mustang that was abused by its driver rushed into the water and held its head beneath the sur. face until it drowned. —The people of the Northwest say that the muskrats are building their houses unucally high, and that this is a | certain sign of a very cold winter. —The wine list on the bills of fare used in dining cars on railroads crossing Iowa has this notice at the bottom . | “No liquors sold in the State of Towa.” real estate, assess for county, municipal | and other local purposes, all taxable persons, natural and artificial, owning or | holding in trust real estate or personal property, horses, sheep, cattle and swine over four years of age, household prop- | erty and tool implements necessary for trades or, occupations exceeding four hundred dollars, in value, except only the property authorized to be exempted trom taxation by the first section of arti- cle nine of the Constitution of Pennsyl- | vania, the stock of building and loan as- | sociations, watches, household furniture and pleasure carriages: Provided, that all classes of property subject to tax for State purposes when assessed for county, municipal or local purposes shall not be taxed ata rate higher than one-half the mill tax levied on real estate. The practical effect of this bill, had it become a law, would have been the tax- ing of the property of Corporations — | now not taxable—for township, bor- ough and county purpos And in oper- ation would very largely increase the which the local derived and thereby total valuation from are to be relief to the people of the Common- wealth. After final passage in the House, the bill was sent to the Senate for its concur- rence. On May 2nd, 1889, Senator Gerard C. Brown (of York) moved that the Senate F nance Committee (to which the bill had been referred) be discharged from the consideration of House Bill No. 10, for the purpose of giving the Senate an opportunity to consider the measure. This required a two-third vote and upon the yeas and nays being called there were 23 yeus and 13 nays. Lacking one vote of two-thirds the reso- lution was lost, and bill practically kill- ed, it never having been reported from the Comittee for action. Of'the 23 yeas 13 were Democrats, 10 Republicans. The nays were N Brown, (Montgomery) Cooper, Crouse, Delemater, Mehard, Newmeyer, Pen- rose, Reyburn, Smith, Tompson and Upperman,—13 all Republicans. SIS. DISCRIMINATION IN FAVOR OF CORPORA-~ TIONS. Lztract from Senaror Gerard €. Brown's Address at Williams’ Grove, 1889. But this question (equalization of tax- ation) is rot the only one that we have deep interest in. Weare the victims of atrocious discrimination by the great corporations which control our transpor- tation, our telegraphic, telephone and express husiress, The great transportaticn and trans- mission corporations, for instance, have been fr years not merely hostile to the interests of the people which they were chartered to subserve, but by using un- scrupulously their immense resources to destroy the Constitution as far as it lays down the law affecting them, have come to occupy a position closely bordering on treason to the State. It would indeed be difficult for a dis- passionate judge to define wherein it does come short of a treasonable spiracy. CO= At all events, railroad influence has notoriously run Legislature after Legis- lature. Certain valuable considera- tions have been given, accepted and used unblushingly with scarce a mantle of secrecy, und this, too, contrary to a proper personal pride, a decent self-re- spect, and net merely in violation of the organic law, but of the solemn of- ficial oaths of members of the General Assembly and of State officers us well. It is our highest duty te secure if pos- sible the enforcement of the Constitution as itis. und until that is accomplished we nay well treat any proposed amend- ents as of secondary consideration. Liven to anticipate this may be consider- ed eutopian by many persons who know something of the immense forces leagu- A noted political leader i remarked to a speake during a debate on this issue in the Senate two yeurs ago, “Ob! no, you will never get there,’ hut I will trust to the virtue, intelligence —The Prince of Wales is said to be suffering from Bright's disease. It is re- ported that the extension of his trip to Egypt is recommended by his physi- cians. —A plague of monkeys afflicts Tan- jore, in Southern India. The creatures do so much mischief that an official : | catcher receives a rupee for each monkey porate property, and triennially, as to | p x Ae saptured. —The grave of a woman buried in Cohoes, N. Y., 18 vears age, was opened recently and the body found petrified. The features looked as natural as if the woman had just died. --The Hon. R. M. McLane, formerly Minister to France, has otlered his ser- vices as a stump speaker to the Demo- cratic State Committee of Maryland for this fall's campaign. —A London cable says that it is esti- mated that C. P. Huntington will have to pay $10.000,000, in dowry and settle- ment of debts, to Prirce Hatzfeldt, who is to wed his daughter. —Three boys, attending gymnasia or igh schools in Berlin, have shot them- selves within the last few days on ac- count of disappointment in not being promoted into higher classes. —A Litchfield, Mich., couple who have been married 30 years, had a mis- understanding about two years ago, and since then they have never spoken to each other, though living in the same —Justice Stephen J. Field looks none the worse for his exciting experience in California. It troubles him, however, and he discourages all allusions to it. His friends understand that he is to speak of it first, —Itis proposed to bring in a bill at the next session of the British Parlia- ment to put a restraint upon improvi- dent marriages, the great proportion of such marriages being made by those un- der 25 years of age. —In Houlton, Me., lives a lady who never wore an article of jewelry, a piece of lace nor a collar, even in the days of courtship, which experience she has pass- ed through more than once, married twice. —The Paris beauty show begins to- day with 30 candidates, including 2 En- glish, 1 Irish, 2 South Americans, 2 from the United States, 2 Russians, 2 Hungarians, 2 Italians, 2 Roumanians, 5 French and 4 Orientals. —The monuments of antiquity at Ath- cus are being cleansed from the dirt and rubbish of ages for the approach- ing roval wedding. In doing this sev- eral entire streets of th: modern town have had to be pulled down. —The fish are getting so numerous around the docks at Port Tampa, Fla. that they jump out of the water and land on the wharves. A king fish weighing 17 pounds was captured by Captain George Warner in that way on Tuesday. —A Maine girl put anote and her address ina box of toothpicks, request- ing the finder to write to her. A Kansas City man got the box, opened a corres- pondence, and a few days ago started East to see if the young lady was the sort of woman he wanted for a wife. --On September 22 a man was exe- cuted at Ossuna, in Andalusia, for murder, who up to the last moment was in full expectation of a reprieve from Queen Christiana. The reprieve was ae- tually signed, and orders were sent to carry it out, but it arvived just after the execution was over. —The Flathead Indians of Montana differ widely from other tribes on this continent. They are not warriors, nor are they lazy and good for nothing. On the contrary, most of them are thrifty farmers, whose industry and skill are attested by big stacks of hay and grain about their dwellings. — Daniel Frederick, of Knox county, Ind., was 100 years old October 16. He was born in Knox county and has al- ways resided there. His life pursuit has been that of a farmer, and his habits, plain, simple and regular. He has nev- er been sick but twice in his long, quiet hfe, and to-day he is a remarkably hale spry and vivacions old man. His hair is still black, with but a few silver threads, and he has no use for spectacles. having. emp A ; : i g § : Ld | 4 2 # a sen
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