Bemoraiic falda
Bellefonte, Pa., December 13, 1889
THERE COMES A TIME.
There comes a time when we grow old
And like a sunset down the sea,
Slope gradual, and the night winds cold,
Come whispering sad and chillingly ;
And locks are gray
As winter's day ;
And eyes of saddest blue behold
The leaves all weary drift away,
The lips of faded coral say,
There comes a time when we grow old.
There comes atime when joyous hearts,
Which leaped as leaps the langing main,
Are dead to all save memory,
A prisoner in his dungeon chain;
A dawn of day
Has passed away,
The neen hath into darkness rolled,
And by the embers wan and gray,
I hear a voice in whisper say,
There comes a time when we grow old.
There comes a time when manheeds’ prime
Is shrouded in the mist of years,
And beauty fading like a dream,
Hath passed away .in silent tears ;
And then how dark!
But oh! the spark!
That kindled youth tohues of gold,
Still burns with clear and steady ray,
And fond affections, lingering say,
There comes a time when we grow old.
There comes a time when langhing spring
And go’den summer cease to be,
And we put on the autumn robe
To tread the last declivity ;
But now the slope,
With rosy Hope,
Beyond the sunset we behold,
Another dawn with fairer light, J
While wetchers whisper through the night;
There is a time when we grow old.
THE VELVET BALL DRESS,
Mandy, it kinder seems as if we'd
ought to go to this here charity ball.
We don’t need to bestingy with money
now we've got it,and besides I've got a
hankering to go.”
“Nathan Skinner, be you in your
senses 7" asked his wife.
“Mandy, that's just where I be.
What's to hinder ?”
“Well, we're a pretty-couple to think
of going to a ball. How old was you last
birthday ?” :
“Mandy, you needn't be throwing it
up to a feller that he’s getting on the
shady side of life. I'm willing to ad-
mit that I ain’t quite as young as I
was once, but you ain’t se-old as I be.
It’s on your account I was thinking of
je
“Well, Nathan don’t think of it
any more. It's foolish.”
Nathan slept very poorly that night.
He was thinking of the ball. Poor,
foolish fellow, he wanted Mandy to
have one more chance to shine. Ie
said to himself: “Why, they couldn’t
none of the girls compare with her. I'd
like to know what's been the geod of
our coming to town if we ain’t a-going
to git inter sassiety. I've allers want-
ed to move in the best circles and when
there's a chance to git acquainted with
the Hallams and MeDonals and all the
rest, what mmust Mandy do but get stub-
born.”
He had set his heart on going, and
he could net bear to give it up.
At breakfast the next morning while
Mandy baked griddles full of erisp,
brown cakes, and Nathan heroically
devoured them as they floated in rich
amber sirup, he spoke: “Mandy, I've
been thinking it's our duty to go.”
“To go to avhat, Nathan 2” said Mrs.
Skinner, absently. She was thinking
she must get something to tempt Na-
than’s appetite. Ife never stopprd off
with four griddles when we was up
home. It must be the air ain't so
good here in the city, she thought.
“Why, the charity ball,” said Na-
than impatiently interrupting her reve-
rie. Recalling herself: “I remember
you did speak af it?”
“Speak of it? I say we must go!
‘He that givetl to the peor lendeth to
the Lord, you know. (Jur money may
be took from us if we don’t use it
right.”
“Well, I can’t helpit. I'd like to
help some of them awfal poor folks,
but I can’t go to the ball, and, Nathan,
I wouldn’t quote seripture to get me to
0.
8 “You've got to, Mandy. I've set
my boot down that we'll go, and I won't
be disputed.”
If I were to tell you that Mandy!
never intended in the least to go, you,
would wonder why she meekly answer- |
ed: “Very well, Nathan, if you are so
. set on going, I suppose we'll go.”
Mandy was a wise woman, and she |
had not lived with Nathan Skinner all
these years without learning to let him
have his own way, apparently. :
“Good” Now, Mandy, that sounds
right. You know you will have to
have a new dress and some other fix-
in’s,”
“Nathan Skinner. you are extrava-
gant. Such things are sinful. I shall
Just wear my black silk.”
“No, you don’t do no such thing.
I ain’t been reading in the papers late-
ly for nothing. 1f you'd noticed you'd
a seen me studying them new fashions.
What was I looking fer’, a new gown
for my Mandy.”
Nathan leaned back in his chair,
shut his eyes and said, meditatively :
“1 see ye a standin’ on that ball-room
floor a wavin an ostrich feather fan,
your back hair put up on the back of
your head, your front hair cut rather
short and wavy like, and a dress—Ilet’s
see, what'll your dressbe? I think a
purty red velvet, and you'll wear gloves,
Mandy, long ones, to reach plum to
your shoulder.”
He opened his eyes and said, brisk-
ly: “I'll go with you and help you get
things ; von see I know your taste is
pretty sover and I aint agoing to have
you look glum. We will have to get
it to-day, Mandy. After you get the
dishes done up, we'll go down and see
what we can find.”
That day they were seen to enter
every dry goods store in the city. Na-
than invariably took the lead.
“Trot down your best velvet,” he
would say, “I don’t care how much it
costs.”
The shade of velvet which he want-
ed was not to be found. He had an
exaggerated notion in his mind, glean-
ed from some very flashy novel, as to
the wonderful richnesss which velvet
might possess. A disappointed couple
they started home that night.
“Let's give it up, Nathan.”
“Well, I rather think I won't. Thev
keep more variety in them big stores
down in New York, don’t they? I'm
going to send there.” ;
He composed a letter beginning,
“Dear Sirs,” and then there was a long
pause. The letter when finished did
not satisfy him, but be described the
thing he wanted as near as he could.
Then he enclosed a liberal check and
directed it to one of the prominent New
York houses.
“We kin git yer other fixin’s here,
I s'pose,” he said.
The next night after supper, with an
artfulness worthy of a diplomat, Na-
than began to talk of ‘old rimes.”
Times when they had danced together.
When he thought he had cautiously
led up to the subject, he said: “Man-
dy, I was practicin’ a little up stairs,
and I find I have kinder forgotten how
some of them steps goes. It won't do
no hurt to try them a little. Come on,
Mandy, I shau’t dance myself, but I
want you to practice a little go you will
be good and limber.”
Nathan held out his hand and M:n-
dy took it. Nathan's movements, -al-
though rather stiff and awkward, show-
ed his exceeding enjoyment as he whis-
tled old tunes, calling off between
“promenade all,” “join hands,” “sach-
ay partners,” &e.
Mandy's dancing was something
pleasant to see. Her plump pretty
figure, with the lines of youthful grace
still in it, showed to great advantage as
she took the steps with Nathan, prov-
ing that she had not forgotten.
The dress came. Nathan was a.
little disappointed, but Mandy was
pleased and almost wished she could
go to the ball.
Nathan, having ideas of his own on
the subject, they searched the whole
city over before they found the right
person to undertake the making of the
dress. Then Nathan said to her: “Now
I want it to fit amazin’. You can cut
it a little low, for Mandy has such a
pretty neck. Make it stylish. Money
don’t need to hender.”
He stopped every day to see how the
making progressed.
Just four days before the ball the
dress came home in a large box. Man-
dy was looking at it and wondering if
she could not wait and let Nathan
open it, when a city ambulance drove
up to the door, and as Mandy with an
agonized face opened the door they
brought Nathan in to her.
“(), Nathan! what's the matter?”
she cried, when she knew he was not
killed.
“J fell on a piece of ice and broke
‘my leg, they say. ‘Oh, Mandy, I'm
afraid you can’t-.go to the ball,” and
he groaned.
“Do you suppose I care for that
when you're hurt ?”” said Mandy.
When the doctors had set the leg
and told him it meant three months in
bed, and when he “felt a little easier
they talked it all over.
“I’m sorry on your account, Mandy.
T did so want you to go, but yeu've
never heen very much sot on it. I
guess you was right. We ain't just
the ones to go. I see it now, but I
thoucht you'd enjoy it.”
“I never meant to go. I knew we'd
be made fun of, but that dress did al-
most tempt me. 1 hadn't got the box
opened when you was brought in. I
wouldn't care, but it was awful foolish
of you, Nathan, to getit; I wonder I
let you.”
“You couldn’t fault yourself, Mandy,
and I ain’tsorry. but IT did want that
dress to go to the ball.”
Later Ruth Brown, their pretty
young neighbor, came in to sit awhile.
Ruth’s family were not rich, but they
moved in the best society. Ruth had
heen much pleased with the Skinners.
Their domestic life interested her. She
liked to watch them together.
She talked on and on of the recep-
ition,a concertand the latest news of the
charity ball.
“T want so togo—Frank Mitchell ask-
ed me to. 1 ought to bave told him
no, but I hoped there would be some
way out, and [ have even been wicked
enou~h to pray for something to wear.
Mamma and I have overlooked every
single article of clothing we possess—
there is positively nothing left. Frank
| is coming up to-night and I shall tell
him T can’t go beeause I have nothing
to wear,” and poor little Ruth burst
into tears.
“I'm provoked at myself for telling
my troubles here when you have so
mueh to bear, but I did so want to go,”
the sobs subsiding.
#Nathan,” said Mes. Skinner, “you
think Ruth and me’s about the same
size? Just a moment,” and Mandy
left the room.
She returned with the big white box.
When it was uncovered Ruth opened
her eyes in wonder. “Oh! Oh!” she
cried, “you beautiful thing !"
Yes, it was beautiful. Even Nathan
was satisfied.
“Now, Ruth, you run upstairs and
try it on and then come down and show
us,” said Mrs. Skinner.
“But where did you get it?’ asked
Ruth.
“I got it for Mandy to wear to the
ball,” said Nathan.
Then between them they told the
whole story.
“I'm thankful we was kept from
making fools of ourselves,” said Man-
y.
When Ruth came down, managing
her train with wonderful skill, Nathan
raised himself on his elbow and ex-
claimed: “Well, if that ain’ a stun-
ner.”
Mandy walked over, threw her arms
around her neck and kissed her as she
said: “There's the gloves and other
fixin’s too.” ’
So the wine colored velvet went to
the ball in spite of fate.
Frank Mitchell had been counting
on that opportunity for so long, and
there was a question asked and an-!
swered that night that made two peo-
ple happy.
Ruth still persits in saying: “I owe
it all to the Skinners and the yelvet
dress got for his wife to wear to the |
ball.” ;
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Practical Jokes.
|
A practical joke is a sort of trick play- |
ed by one person upon awmother, in the |
hope of making him uncomfortable and !
ridiculous. To put one’s friend in an |
absurb situation, to interfere with his |
rights, to do something which will hurt
him in bedy or mind, not very deeply ,
perhaps, yet really, is the object of the |
practical joker. I have never in my |
life been able to see the leust good, the
least innocent fam, in practical jokes, |
but I have seen a great deal of evil and |
mischief resulting from them.
Some years ago, just at dusk, a maid |
servant in a certain beautiful home took |
1t into her head that it would be rare fun |
to dress herself in a sheet and frighten |
another of the servants. So she slipped |
into the grounds, hid herself behind a |
tree, and waited her opportunity. Dane- |
ing merrily along singing with a voice |
like a bird, came a sweet little daughter |
of the house, who had been sent on an |
errand to the lodge at the end of the !
green avenue. The merry child, sensi- |
tive to her finger-tips, caught a glimpse |
of the straight, stark figure skulking be- |
hind the oaks, was so frightened that a |
Sew months afterward she died—of ner-
vous shock, the physicians said, which
then began its fatal work.
In one of our New England colleges a
vouth who had been studying hard that
he might enter the Freshman Class was
startled from his sleep at midnight by a
party of fellows in masks, who proceeded
to make sport for themselves by the stu-
pid process called “hazing” their com-
panion. They had their silly fun, but
it is to be hoped that none of the num-
ber engaged in it can ever think of that
night without a pang, for it made the
youth insane.—Harper's Young Peo-
ple.
He Met a Man With a Lead of Corn.
I started out from the hotel at Pater-
‘sen to drive across the country to a small
town, in company with a parlor organ
agent. He had been drinking pretty
freely, and as soon as clear of the town
observed :
“You never saw me fight, of course,
but 1 will soon give you an exhibiticn
of what I can do. I feel in the mood
this morning, and I'm going to lick the
dirst man I can pick a fuss with.”
“I wouldn't get into any trouble,” 1
sugested.
“Oh, there won't be any trouble about
it. I'll bring it around so as to have
the other man begin it, and then I'll
polish him off and drive on.”
About two miles out we met a young
farmer driving into town with a wagon
box full of corn. He gave more than
half the road, but the organ man pulled
up, gave me a nudge, and exclaimed :
“Young man, do you want to run
over us ?”’
“No sir.”
“You act as if you did. It is evident
that you think yourself very smart, but
yowll meet a man some day who'll
teach you a lesscn.”
“How,.!
“By giving you a good licking.”
“Perhaps you want to try it ?”’
“What! Don’t you talk that way to
me !” shouted the agent, as he nugged
me to signify that the leaven was work-
ing.
. “If you do, just come down here!”
continued the young man as he climb-
ed over the wheel.
“I think [ will” replied the agent.
“I'm a peaceful man, and I don’t be-
lieve in force, but in this case I regard
it as my duty to teach you a great moral
lesson.”
He handed me the lines, jumped
down and squared off, and I don’t b-
lieve it was two minutes before he lay
in the May weeds in the diteh, licked to
insensibility. The young fellow
knocked him out with the very first
blow, and then sat down and hammer-
ed him blind. When he let up he nod-
ded to me, climbed upon the corn, and
as far as I could sce him he never
looked back. I worked over the
agent a quarter of an hour to
revive him, and another quarter to
get him into the buggy, and it was
only as I drove on that he rallied
«nough to dreamily inquire:
“Will you please tell me whether T
am selling lightning rods or wind mills,
and also what my name is ?— New
York Sun.
Nominated Himself and Was Elected.
Henry A. Cook, of Leominster Mass.,
wanted to be elected to the Legislature,
so early last October he published a no-
tice to that effect in a local paper, hired
a hall, and on October 8th placed him-
self in nomination before a convention
of enthusiastic citizens.
He asked no one to ratify the nomina-
tion but he ratified it himself. He told
his constituents why he was a good man
for the honor, and that, being sensible
people, he knew they would take his ad-
vice and vote for him.
He said there were now eight or ten
candidates in the Republican party
ready to go before the convention, and
that he intended to spike all their guns
by telling every mean thing he had
ever done, together with some of his
good deeds, and thus forestall the possi-
bility of being slandered by his enemies.
He began with his birth, and showed
that he had been a hostler, a peddler, a
tramp, a groceryman, a stableman, a
chairmaker, a combmaker, a carpenter,
a blacksmith, manufacturer, a gambler,
a thief, a large real-estate dealer, a law-
yer, a detective, and that his present oc-
cupation was seeking the office of rep-
resentative. He wanted it understood
that he was a total abstrainer without
being a Prohibitionist. The humorand
frankness of the would-be legislator
made him hosts of friends.
Heran as an Independent, and was |
elected by a plurality of thirty-four |
votes over the Republican nominee in a |
strong Republican district.
Ir ——C—————C——
i subject in which
Points for Husbands.
Do not jest with your wife upen a
there is danger of
wounding her feelings. Remember that
she treasures eyery word you utter,
though you neverthink of it again. Do
not speak of some virtue in another
man’s wife to remind your own of a
fault. Do not reproach your wife with
personal defects, for, if she has sensi-
bility, you inflict a wound difficult to
heal. Do not upbraid her in the pres-
ence of a third person, nor entertain her
with praising the beanty and accornplish-
ments of other women. Do not be stern
and silent in your house, ard remarka-
ble for sociability elsewhere.
Remember that your wife has as much
need of recreation as yourself, and de-
vote a portion, at least, of your leisure
hours to such sceiety and amusements as
she may join. By sodoing you will se-
cure her smiles and increase her affec-
tion. Do not, ty being too exact in pec--
uniary matters, make your wife feel her
dependence upon your hounty. Ittends
to lessen her dignity of character and does
not increase her esteem for you. If she
is a sensible women she should be ac-
quainted with your business and know
your income, that she may rerulate her
household expenses accordingly. Do
not withhold this knowledge in order to
cover your own extravagance. Women
have a keen perception. Be sure she
will ‘discover your selfishness, and,
though no word is spoken, from that
mement her respect is lessened and her
confidence diminished, pride wounded
cions created. From that moment is
vour domestic comfort on the wane.—
Domestic Monthly.
Old Jone's Philosophy.
Modesty is a good rudder, but «a bad
engine.
Lickin’ may teach a boy to dance
but not to do sums.
You may get, learnin’ at school, but
sense comes nat'ral or not at all.
You just bring a couple of little quar-
rels into vour family an’ they’ll breed
like sparrows.
Don’t go back on your friends when
you're in luck, nor give away your um-
berrel just because the sun shines.
You can’t always judge a man by the
blood he’s got. Corn bread an’ whisky
come from the same family.
A runaway horse is worse’n a run-
away wife, because it sometimes takes
you with it.
Sometimes w'en a man seems to be
bavir’ the worst luck he’s only getting
ready to come out, like a log from a
saw mill, worth double price.
Don’t send a fox to tend geese or a cat
to skim milk unless they have a good
reputation for honesty. Remember this
w'en you put your money in the bank—
Detroit Free Press.
Got Her Ring.
The Williamsport S. and B. states
that on Saturday night a drummer ex-
hibited to a circle of friends at the Hep-
burn House a ring which he said had
been given him by a girl who clerks in
a Williamsport store. The drummer
named the girl and advertised his ac-
quaintance with her in a manner that
did little credit to his own appreciation
of decency, and less eredit to the girl's
common sense. It appears that on
Thanksgiving Day he was with the girl,
and in some manner secured the ring,
which he kept, as the girl's friends say,
against her will.
Now comes a young man who says he
gave the ring to the girl for an engage-
ment ring, and his friends requested the
drummer to give itup. The drummer
refused to do so, but came to time when
an arrest for theft was held over his
head. The affair has caused a great
deal of indignation amung those conver-
sant with the facts, and the drummer is
roundly denounced and deservedly, for
holding up the girl’s name to pubiic
gossip in a public place. In the mean-
time, what excuse can be given for the
girl who while engaged to another man,
permits herself to entertain a diummer,
or any other man, for that matter ?
A AEC
A Boy Eaten by an Alligator.
Tom Wahshington, in company with
his father and another colored man
went fishing the other day in Dennis’s
mill pond in Camden County, S. C.
After supplying themselves with a half
boat-load of the finny tribe, the party
headed their boat for the landing. Just
before starting, however, Tom was or-
dered to change from the prow to the
stern of the boat. In attempting to do
this he fell overboard. Before he could
regain the boat a monster alligator arose
to the surface and fastened his jaws
about the boy’s body. The boy began
to shriek and cry most pitifully, and
called to his father for help. Human
assistance, however, could avail nothing,
and the boy was carried beneath the
waters.
The two colored men then returned to
the landing and told the story over to
the community, and, securing a party,
put back to the fatal scene. The men
were all armed, and after reaching the
spot, a little dog, brought along for the
purpose, was thrown into the water as
a bait for the alligator. No sooner did
the dog strike the water than the mon-
ster made an attack uponit. At a given
signal everybody fired upon the huge
animal, killing him instantly. The
alligator’s body was then taken ashore
and cut open. In its entrails human
flesh and clothing were found.
———Inthe Ukraine, Russia, the maid-
en is the one that does all the courting.
‘When she falls in love with a man she
goes to his house and tells him the state
of her feelings. If he reciprocates, all is
well, and a formal marriage is arrange 1.
If, however he is unwilling, she remains
there, hoping to coax him into a better
mind. The poor fellow cannot treat
her with the least discourtesy or turn her
out, for her friends would be sure to
A Good Platform.
! prospectus :
. whieh does net mean enforcing total .
abstinence on one’s neighbor; in per- ‘girl has to bide the motions of a hesi- ' dered unconscious immediately and
Kate Field says, in her Washington
“I believe in home indus-
tries; in a reduced tariff; in civil service
reform; in extending our commerce; in
American shipping; in strengthening
our army and navy: in temperance
sonal liberty.”
avenge the insult. His best chance,
therefore, if he is really determined that
he won't, is to leave his home and stay
away as long asshe is in it. This is
certainly a very peculiar way of turning
a man out of honse and home. On the
Isthmus of Darien either sex can do the
courting, with the natural result that al-
most everybody gets married. There is
not quite the ‘same chance where the!
tating or bashful swain.
t
and a thousand perhaps unjust, suspic- |
Turn Your Clothing.
I will tell you a secret by which you
can buy first class clothes and make
them last so long that they will be
cheaper in the end than clothes at half
price. I learned it from a gentleman
who is always well dressed, and who I
thought must pay a large amount of
money for his clothes. The plan is
this : When vou go to a tailor, or buy a
suit of clothes ready made, take care
that both sides of the goods are service *-
ble. Most of thé cloth made can be
turned and present entirely different
patterns: ~~ After you have worn the
clothes until they appear old, take them |
to your tailor, or any other, have him |
rip them up, turn them and sew them to- |
gether. This can be done at a cost for a
suit of clothes of less than $5, and you
will be astonished at the handsome ap-
pearance of the clothes. To prove this
look at the inside of the cloth in the coat |
or pants you wear. I do not care how
soiled the outside may be, the inside
will seem new. Itis on the came prin- |
ciple that ladies have last season’s
dresses made over. More «entlemen |
than you can imagine have their clothes
turned. The great diffculty is with the !
pockets in pants. The clothes should |
in the first place have the pockets on the |
sides and only one back pocket.—Inter-
view in St. Louis Democrat.
The Miseries of a Mean Man.
|
I wonder what a mean
man thinks about when he goes to bed. |
‘When he turns out the light and lies |
down. When the darkness closes in |
about him and he is alone, and compell- |
ed to be hone:t to himself. And not a |
bright thought, not a manly act, not a
word of blessing, not a grateful look
come to bless him again. Nota penny
dropped into the outstretched palm of
poverty, nor the balm of a loving word
dropped into an aching heart; no sun-
beam of encouragement cast upon a
struggling life; no strong right hand
| of fellowship reached out to help some
fallen manto his feet—when none of |
these things come to him as the “God |
bless you’ of the departed day, how he
mus’ hate himself and sleep on the
other side of the bed. When the only
victory he can think of is some mean
victory in which he has wronged some |
neighbor. No wonder he always sneers |
when he tries to smile. How pure and
fair and good all the rest of the world
must look to him, and how cheerless
and dusky and dreary must his own
hearth appear. Why, even one lone,
isolated mean act of meanness is enough
to scatter cracker crumbs in the bed of |
the average ordinary man, and what |
must be the feelings of a man whose |
whole life is given up to mean acts? |
‘When there is so much suffering and |
heartache and misery in the world, any- |
how, why should you add one pound of |
wickedness or sadness to the general bur-
den. Don’t be mean, my boy. Sufler !
injustice a thousand times rather than
commit it once.— Burdette.
Sometimes
Japanese Girls.
|
The Japanese girls are wonderfully |
beautiful, and their hair would ake |
that ot 5 Washington belle turn green
with envy. Yum-Yum soaks her locks |
in the perfumed oil made from the seed |
of the camelia. She has them dressed |
by a professional hair-dresser, at the ex-
travagant cost of twenty cents per time, |
and she does this in her pretty little |
house, open at the street, so thut the
passer-by can, if he will, inspect the
whole operation. When it is done, she |
has her face powdered and enameled, |
her eyebrows are painted, and she has |
the sweetest smile as can be shown by |
her sex in any country of the world. !
The most of her beauty, however, dis- |
appears with maidenhood. When she |
is married, she shaves off her eyebrows |
and blackens her teeth, and this eye- |
brow shaving and teeth-blacking is one |
of the most disgusting of the old cus- |
toms of Japan. The Empress and the |
ladies of the court are discouraging it, !
and its days are probably numbered. It
originated, I am told, in the desire of the |
wife to» show to the husband thag
she cared nothingto make
attractive to others after she was
martied, seemed but she to lose sight of |
the fact that she might make herself dis- |
gusting even to her husband. It is on!
the same principle that widows shave
their heads in Japan, and that old maids
shave off their eyebrows in order to show
that they have given up all hopes of
marriage. — Courier Journal.
Eating Vegetables.
In asubstantially vegetable diet, eggs,
cream and cheese should oceasionally
be used, all of which contain much solid
nutriment. About one third of the egg
is nutrition, and good cheese contains
a still larger proportion. Butter is also
food. An eminent chemist declares |
there is “more strength stored up in |
an ounce of butter than in two ounces
of meat,” although butter will not fur-
nish material to build up the tissues of
the body like bread and meat. Yet
butter, with eggs and cream or cheese
in a moderate amount, will generate all
the animal heat and force needed, just
as coal and wood generate heat under
the boiler of an engine. It has been
demonstrated by experiment that one
pound of boiled beans contains eighty-
seven per cent of nutrition, while beef !
contains only twenty-six per cent.;
boiled peas give -ninty-three per cent,
against poultry, which yields twenty-
six per cent., and veal, which gives only
twenty-four.— Good Housekeeping.
Sad Death of a Boy.
Renovo News.
A twelve-year-old boy was killed at
Beechwood, Pa., Saturday afternoon.
The unfortunate boy was working in the
yard ofa saw mill when he met his
death. The boy got upon a trestle
work supporting a track for running cars
from the mill to the yard. Several men
were engaged in filling a car with lum-
ber, at a point but a few feet distant
from where the lad was located. The
partially loaded car was started upon its
course further up the yard and caught |
the little fellow and pinned him to the
tracks. The wheels of the car passed
over his head and arm and nearly sever-
ing both from the body. He was ren-
lived but a few minutes.
| Mo., is 91 years old.
, ried three times and is now looking for
herself |’
All Sorts of Paragraphs.
--Between 600 and 700 tons of ivory
are imported into England every year.
—In his excitement a Norristown,
Pa., gunner shot his dog and the rabbit
escaped.
—Mummies guaranteed to be 5,000
years old may now he purchased in
Egypt for $85 apiece.
—John G. Whittier says he expects
to live the age of 100 years, though he is
not anxious to do so.
—Connecticut cider is now masqnera-
ding as French champagne. One mill
turns out 100 barrels a day.
—You can’t always judge a man by
the blood he’s got. Corn bread and
whisky come from the same family.
—Daniel Dougherty will repeat his
talk on “Oratory” again this season:
He receives from $200 to $300 a lecture.
-—In Denmark most of the girls are
trained in agriculture. In this country
the girls take more kindly to husband-
ry.
—George Mollenkoff, of Pendleton;
Ore., found on his ranch the bones of a
mastodon that must have Leen 14 feet,
high.
— Uncle Jerome Smith, of Lovington
He has been mar-
a fourth wife.
—A Chicago man saw his wife’s foot
sticking up above the lower end of the
bed, and, thinking it was a burglar, shot
at1t. His wife now limps.
—Don’t send a fox to tend geese or a
cat to skim milk, unless they have a
good reputation for honesty. Remem-
ber this when you put your money in
the bank.
—Frank Erb, of Cunningham, Mo.,
90 years old, recently won a prize at a
shooting match, some of the best marks-
men in the State being among the con-
testants. )
—The will of the Indiana man who
left $35,000 to found a home for old
raids has been declared invalid by the
Court, the testator having been of un-
sound mind.
— Will Henser’s wife of Punxsutaw-
ney, Penn., decorated a favorite cat
| named Jonathan with a ribbon and a
bell. Jonathan then climbed a tree
and hanged himself.
—Jane Detheridge, of Kingston,
Jamaica, Las refused 37 offers of marri-
age. Jane has $1,000,000 and is an or-
phan. She does not think she can af-
ford a husband who cares only for her
money.
—Atlanta Farmer (on seeing an elec-
tric car)—Only a few years ago them
| Yankee fellers came down here and
freed the niggers. Now,jdad burn ‘em,
they've come down here to free the
mules.
—“Why my boy, you've spelt window
without an n. Don’t you know the
difference between a window and a
widow ?? ‘Yes, sir. You can see
through one--and—and—you can’t see
through the other, sir.”
—Mirs. Elizabeth Webb, who died at
Kalamazoo last week, aged 91, is be-
lieved to-have been the oldest member
of the Methodist Church in point of
years of metrbership in the country. She
had been a communicant for 82 years.
—The French are now able to put in
the field seven armies of a total strength
0£1,800,000 ;men, equipped for a pro-
longed campaign, and supported by an
ample reserve. ‘I'his is five times the
force that Napoleon ITI could muster in
1870.
—Mrs. Wilson Reid, who lives near
Sampson’s Mills, Oregon, was dressing
a grouse for her husband’s dinner one
day last week. Ttscrop held a nice gold
nugget worth $7.50. Hubby ate the
bird, but madam bought a pair of nice
shoes.
— William Arendt and Mrs. Susan
Iseley were married the other day ir the
Dickson county, Kan., poor house. The
groom is 70 and the bride 67 years old.
It is comforting to he:r of a wedding oc-
casionally to which Fessuspicion of mer-
cenary motives attaches.
—In Suwannee county, Fla., recently
a minister of a certain denomir a'ion was
converted through the preaching of a
ministerfof a differentfdenomination, and
all the members of the converted minis-
ter’s church changed their faith and fol-
lowed their old shepherd.
-—A Pittsford, Mich., man has just
abstained from swallowing food for 53
consecutive days, and still lives. It
wasn’t because he had nothing to eat,
either, but because he had paralysis of
the neck. He is better now, and ate a
big turkey dinner Thanksgiving Day.
—Opossums abound on the outskirts of
Canton, Mo. The electric lights there
seem to attract the animals at night.
Numbers of them climb the electric
light poles, touch the wire, are killed by
the shock, and in the morning their
dead bodies are found and carried away
by workmen.
—About two months ago Mrs. Ed.
‘Wessels, of Frost, Clare county, Mich.
moved to Tennesse @ She tool jher dog
with her, but lost it in Cincinnati. A
few days ago the dog made its appear-
ance at the old home in Frost, a good
bit the worse for wear, but happy to
get home. How did the dog find its
way back ?
—At Crawfordsville, Ind., the other
day, the members of the City School
Board presented Miss Nellie Constant
with a handsome set of Tennyson’s
works. Miss Constant attended the
Crawfordsville schools for eleven vears
without being absent or tardy a single
time, and the presentation was made on
that account.
—Dr. A. Worden, of Petoskey, Mich.,
has invented a novel rat trap, It runs
with a spring, and as fast as the rodents
are captured they are thrown into a
barrel or other receptacle. On a trial
trip the other night the doctor’s layer
caught 16 rats, and Petoskey folks will
now form a stock company and manu-
facture the traps.
—Secretary Rusk is the most eccentric
member of the Cabinet. He is
thoroughly democratic in his tastes and
there is an undercurrent of hostility be-
tween him and the aristocratic Secretary
of State. Blaine and Rusk are about as
different in tastes and habits as two men
could be, and, it is rumored, they are
very sarcastic towards each other at
Cabinet meeting. Mr. Harrison's sym-
pathy seems to be with Rusk.