A RIAL CC DOT
Demorraiic: Watchman
Bellefonte, Pa., July II, 1890.
For the WaTCAMAN.
DAR ALT GAARTE.
(Pennsylvania German Dialect.)
Is es velleicht 'n Draam im Scholf?
Far wohr ze sie scheint ’s wunnerbaar.
Wau als dar schee alt Gaarte waar
Schteht now en Haus un leit en Hof.
Do waar dar Gaarte—do haw’ ich,
'n_kleener Schpringer, mich verweilt ;
Do haw’ ich g’schpielt, gelaznt un g’heilt-
Dar Gaarte waar en welt far mich.
De mammi waar 's Plesir, net mih,
Ze schaffe lang un eifrig drin,
Weil ich als rum gecapered bin
Uf ’'m Kamilla weech un grii.
Die Drauwe un Kannsdrauweschteck ;
Die Zwiwwle, Rettig un Selaad
Un Krautkep, all in Raaje graad ;
Dar Gwittebaam in Sellem Eck;
Die Blumme ’as ich bei dar Schtund
Gewatched hab‘—hoche Hollyhocks,
Die Johnny-jump-ups an de walks,
Dar Sunneblumme gross un rund ;
Dar Kimmee un Pipsissaweh,
Angeligaa un Safferig, :
Dar Gwendel un dar Schnitterlich,
Dar kallianner, un noch meh ;—
Alles vergange wie en Draam !
Ewig vebei far mich die Freed
Uf selle griine weeche Pad
Luschtig ze sctlugge Barizelbaam
C. C. ZEIGLER.
HIS REWARD.
Dr. Chester, hurrying along the
upper part of New York, still only half
finished and seemingly with years of
incompleteness before it, saw as he
picked his way through the mud of an
unpaved crossing a sight that made
him furious. Some eight or nine boys,
not the children of the poor, but well
dressed little fellows from the Queen
Anne residences and well appointed.
apartment houses of the neighborhood
—stoning a man who sat among the
rubbish of a new excavation abandon-
ed for the time by the workmen, and
who seemed to be quite innocent of any
offense against them. So far the stones
had been physically harmless insults.
But even as be looked one flung by the
largest boy of the crowd, struck the
man upon the head and wounded it.
The blood gushed forth and the boys,
frightened at last by what they had
done, dispersed in all directions and
were out of sight before the doctor,
even with his long strides, had reached
the spot.
“These imps have hurt you,” he said,
" bending over the man, who was trying
to stanch the blood with the fragment
of an old handkerchief.
“Yes,” said the man. “It looks
cowardly to sit here and stand it, I sup-
pose, but a tellow in clothes like mine
would soon get himself arrested if he
punished boys like that as they deserv-
ed. It's a bad world for empty pock-
ets.”
“That’s true,” said the doctor. “See
here, I always have some stickingplas-
ter in my pocket. I'll fix the cut for
you.” And taking off his gloves, he
produced the little case with plaster
and scissors and skillfully dressed the
wound. .
“I supposed you are out of employ-
ment ?”” he said when he had finished.
“I am out of everything,” said the
man, ‘‘work, money, health, friends,
and luck, and food and shelter just now.
I wonder I haven't made a hole in the
water. Why men live when there is
nothing to live for is one of the myste
ries of this life.”
“We all have something to live for,”
said the doctor, “though a hungry man
don’t think so. You are young and
strong. Be temperate and you'll feel
well again. Let me help you out
for to-day, and after you've eaten and
slept come to me. I'll give you some
work—rough work—but it will be a
start—if you want it, and come to me
sober to-morrow.
“Thank you,” said the man, raising;
“and God bless you. If I don’t come
sober I'll not come at all. But I think
I'll come.”
He took the dollar that the doctor
gave him with his card,and bowed in a
way that proved that he had not always
been in his present position. The doc-
tor obeyed the impulse of the moment,
and with a smile offered the man his
hand. He saw that this was no ordi-
nary tramp. For that sort of creature
there is no hope and no help. He is
so vile that he scarcely deserves mer-
cy, and the doctor knew it well ; but to
this man a friendly hand grasp was
good medicine. It had its effect. A
light came into the dull eves, a smile
moved the mouth.
“I cannot express my obligations for
your kindness,” he said earnestly.
So they parted. The doctor felt
touched, and was rather pleased with
himself, and a little further on, meeting
- a boy he recognized as one of the poor
man’s assailants, 1e took him by the
ear and gaae him a lecture, threaten-
ing to take him to his father and ex-
pose his conduct. However, he did
not do it, nor did the hoy fear that he
would.
“I didn,t throw the stone that cut
the fellow,” he said. “It was Tibbs.”
“How would Tibbs like to be arres-
ted, ask him ?” said the doctor. Then
he walked on and the incident faded
into insignificance. After all, it was
unlfkely that the man would come to
him.
The doctor was a very popular man
in the upper part of the eity, and his
day was well filled. He was, besides,
bent on two missions, both important
ones. Ile was about to make an offer
of his hand and heart to a lady of
whose feelings he had very little doubt,
and he intended to deposit in a certain
bank a sum of money which he carried
about his person. It was a large one—
the half yearly salary he had received
from the managers of an orphan asy-
lum to which he was physician.
Such a sum would endanger a man’s
life if he were known to have it about
him as he walked across those newly
cut streets or past blocks of yet unten-
anted houses. But then, who knew?
And the doctor was large and muscu-
lar.
Need one ask whither his steps first
took him? Naturally to the feet of
hie lady love. She was young enough
to look all the sweeter in the bright
light of day, and her pretty morning
dress became her- She had expected
the offer and accepted it without affec-
tation, and the young doctor made all
sorts of charming speeches, and was
permitted more than one kiss.
At last, however, he was obliged to
say adieu, and as he ran down the steps
he said to himselfthat he was the hap-
piest fellow alive. Already out of fear
of poverty, engaged to the ouly girl he
ever loved, healthy, and with a clear
conscience, what young professional
nan was ever in better ease? As he
morning seen the boys stoning the un-
fortunate man, the picture arose once
more before him. What a contrast in
their positions, he thought to himself !
Well, he had worked for his, and no
doubt that poor fellow had worked as
bard in another way to bring upon
himself the fate that had befallen him.
Scill it was pitiful.
“Parents who did their best by me,
a happy home, more kindness than I
deserve have been mine,” he said.
“How do I know what the man’s child-
hood was? I hope he will come to
me to-morrow. I am glad I helped
him a little.”
He was yet to be still gladder. How
little we know what threads of good or
ill we braid into our lives by what
seem our most unimportant actions
From house to house the doctor went.
Anxious mothers kept him on in talk.
There were those who felt that their
well being depended on telling the doc-
tor all about that “queer” sensation”
and that “worried feeling, and banking
hours were long over when he emerged
from the residence of the last patient
upon his list, and, indeed, it was grow-
ing quite dark, and, like all healthy
men, the doctor was growing hungry,
and his dinner awaited him.
He stepped forward briskly, but had
only gone a few steps when an old
woman approached him, wringing her
hands and sobbing :
“You're Dr. Chester, aren't you,
sir?” she cried. “Och, doctor, darlin’,
you're wanted immediate—it's my old
man is taken bad down in our shanty
by the railroad. Ie fell upon the floor
he did, and it’s sinsliss he’s lyin’. I’ve
the money. Come, doctor, come along;
a minute may mane life. It’s near
street.”
“Then why didn’t you go to Dr.
O'Shane? His office is close by you,”
said the doctor.
“I did, but he was away,” said the
old woman. “*‘An’ sure, but that I
knowed your face, and you the kindest
doctor anywhere, I'd not have stopped
you. I’ve the money to pay.”
But it was not the fee the doctor was
thinking about. He felt a curious re-
luctance to do what the old woman
asked. Naturally enough, he comment-
ed inwardly. nature demands rest and
refreshment. Still the case was one
that calied for immediate action, and
in a moment more he said :
“Go on, I'll come with you,” and
followed her westward.
Tt was a lone walk across unlighted
streets and down some wooden steps to
the rails of the Hudson River road.
Not a soul was in sight, but a light
gleamed from the windows of a dilapi-
dated shanty by the road side, and the
woman hobbled in that direction. She
entered the door; he followed her.
A man was lying upon the floor.
The doctor knelt beside him. As he
did so some one from behind pinioned
his arms. The supposed patient sprung
up and seized him about the waist, and
in an instant, strong though he was,
he lay bound and helpless upon the
floor. Four stout ruffians stood before
him. One rifled his pockets while
another crammed a handkerchief into
his mouth. Before his eyes they ex-
amined his watch, and counted the
money in his pocket-book.
*It’s a good haul,” one of the men
said. “Come, we must lose no time.
No one will find that fellow before to-
morrow, still we might as well get
away.”
“Bat shoot him before we go—dead
men tell no tales,” said the man who
played the part of invalid.
“Throw him on the track,” said the
third of the group. “The railroad
folks will help us keep our secret.”
The tourth said nothing, but stoop-
ing, lifted the doctor by the shoulders,
and the others followed his example
In vain Dr. Chester strove to break
his bonds or to utter a prayer for mer-
cy. They dragged him toward the
track and flung him across. Not con-
tent with this, they bound bim by oth-
er cords to the rails, and left him thus
fettered to his fate ; and thus the hap
piest day of his life had ended.
Full of youth and hope, with every
reason for living, he must dic, and
such a horrible death! He strove to
meet his fate like a man, but the
thought of his betrothed wife was too
much for him. He managed by de-
grees to thrust the handkerchief from
his mouth with his tongue, but as he
did so he felt the rails tremble beneath
him—the engine was approaching!
Iv was far away yet; but what hope
was there that he would be heard be-
fore it was upon him ? Again he shouted
ed—again, still again—as he saw the
red glare from the head light of the ap-
proaching engine shine out through
the darkness!
His case seemed hopeless, but he
spent all his ~trength iv one wild cry
of :
“Help! On the rails here! Tied
to therails! Help! help!
“Courage! Here we are!” shouted
a voice near by, “Courage! courage !’
Some one kuelt beside him, some one
gasped : Don’t despair, I've got a knife
with me.”
One of the cords was cut—another—
he was freed from the rails and clasped
in the arms of his preserver, rolled over
into the little guliy besides the track,
afe out of harm’s way, just as the ex-
press train flew by at full speed. And
now there were others to help. Stout
policemen with clubs and pistols’ who
helped the first arrival to free the doc-
passed the spot where he had that
tor from all bonds, and by the light of
their lanters he looked into the face of
his preserver, and saw the man to
whom he had acted the good Samari-
tan that morning.
“What does this mean?” he asked.
“How does it come that I owe my life
to you?”
“You owe it to your own kindness,
doctor, said the man. ‘““An hour ago
I found a lodging in a low tavern near
this spot. I had crept into a bunk
without removing my clothes, when
four men came into the room. They
fancied it empty, for early hours are
not the fashion in that place, and talk-
ed freely though in whispers. One of
them had some pangs of conscience
about having left you tied on the track,
and spoke your name aloud, saying you
were kind to the poor. Happily I am
quick of hearing and jump at an idea.
I crept out of my bunk behind their
backs, jumped from ‘a window which
was close by and, only stopving to put
on my shoes, I dashed down the track.
I had no idea which way I should go,
but felt that the spot near the tunnel
would be the most likely one. On the
way I met a boy and bade him find a
policeman and tell him that murder
had been done. Happily I was in time,
That is all I know about it. Thank
God, who led me here.”
“Amen!” said the doctor. “My
gratitude must be expressed in deeds,
not in word, and there is one who must
thank you also—my promised wife.”
Meanwhile the police had returned
to the tavern, whither the doctor and
his friend followed them. They found
the desperadoes drinking in an upper
room without suspicion that they had
been discovered, while the old woman
who had decoyed the doctor to the
shanty sat at a table gloating over her
share of the plunder. They were ar-
rested before they had an opportunity
to make resistance, and the doctor was
so unusually lucky as to get his own
again after thieves had stolen it. As
yet fortune favors him. He is married
to the woman he loves, and by his aid
aad through his friendship the man
who saved his life has become happy,
respected and presperous, and in their
household he is as a brother.—Mary
Kyle Dallas in Fireside Companion,
He Found the Schoolmaster.
‘We were sitting on the veranda of
a hotel at Niagara Falls, when I notic-
ed the man on my right looking sharply
at the man on my left, and presentl, he
got up in an excited way and walked
about. After a bit he halted before the
other man and asked :
“Isn’t your name Graham ?”’
“Yes, sir,” was the prompt reply.
“Didn’t you used to teach school at
Elmira ?”
#Yes, sir.”
In 1863 72
Yes, sir.”
“Do you remember a boy named
Godkin ?”’
“Very distinctly, sir.”
“Do you remember that he put a
package of firecrackers under his desk
and touched them off ?”
“As if it happened only yesterday ?”’
“And you basted him tor it ?”’
“I did. Ilicked him until he could
hardly stand, and I've always been glad
of it.”
“You have, eh ?” said the other,
breathing fast and hard. “Do you
know that boy swore a territle oath ?”
I presume he did, as he was a
thorough young villain.”
He swore an oath thathe would
grow up and hunt for you and pound
you within an inch of your life.”
“But I haven’t heard from him
yet.’,
“You hear from him now! He
stands before you !| Iam that boy !”
“Well 2?
“Prepare to be licked! My time
has come at last !”’
He made a dive for the old pedagugue
but the latter evaded him, made a half
turn and hit him on the jaw, and God-
kin went over a chairin a heap. Then
the. whilom schoolmaster piled unto him
and licked him until he cried “enough,”
and it didn’t take him over three min-
utes to do it. Then he retired to get
another collar and replace some buttons,
and I helped Godkin up and ob-
served :
“You didn’t wait quite long enough,
I guess.”
“Say ! That's where I made a mis-
cue !I”” he replied. “I see now that I
ought to have held off until he had got
to be about 150 years old. The old dev-
il is all of seventy now, but he licked
me right off thereel, and I'll never have
the sand to stand up to him again.
Here's thirty years of waiting for ven-
geance knocked intoa cocked hat in
three minutes !”’ %
The Chinese Way.
“I was passing by a Chinese laundry
in a basement, and, chancing to look in,
JIsaw apigtailed Mongolian sitting in
the corner with a pile of those jim-jam
looking figured slips of yellow paper in
front of him and the list book open on
the teble where you go to pay for your
washee, washee.”’
“Nothing funny in that.”
“No, it was rather tragic, though 1
said funny at first.”
*“Was he skinning a rat ?”’
“No; he had a log chain fastened
aroun his neck secured by a big pad-
lock, and there was a look of remorse |
and resignation on his saddle colored |
face that awoke my sympathies. Walk-
ing in I was met by azother Chinaman,
who came hustling out of an adjoining
room, his face wreathed in
soapsuds. Said I, ‘What's
with this man, Gin Sling ?*
“Dis man, eh ? He-he Dis man clerk-
ee. Keepee cashee. One day say Can-
ada. Now he sleepee here allee timee
Eh ? See ? He! he !"—A#anta Consti-
tution.
the mat.er
An original swindling device had
been invented in connection with the
Edinburg Ground; International Ex- |
hibition. Four members of a family
take two season tickets; two of who
enter in the morning post their tickets
in the building, and the other two wait
their arrival; and that their admis-
, Sion costs is the price of the penny
stamp.
Wehster’s Oratory,
During the first part of his public ca-
reer Webster used to spend much time
in the preparation of his speeches. He
would sit up all night working over
them, walking about the room and re-
peating them aloud. He was always a
hard worker. In one of the letters he
wrote me, and which has since been pub-
lished, he said : “I have never eaten
the bread of idleness, but for the last
forty years I have worked twelve hours
aday.” Still, in the last part of his life
he acquired a faculty in the arrangement
of his thoughts which was simply mar-
velous. I was in Boston at the house of
his brother-in-law, Mr. Page, on the
Friday before he made his last speech in
public. We happened to be talking ov-
er the statement that had appeared inone
of the papers that there were no ques-
tions of national importance then im-
pending, and it would be impossible for
Webster to acquit himself well on the
morrow. He said, “We will not discuss
that, but I was awake this morning from
3until 4 cn account of pain in my
wrists, and so I arranged my speech in
mind, and if you care to sitdown, I will
repeat it to you as I shall deliver it to-
morrow night.” He talked to us over
an hour, and so far as [ could remember
he made only two changes in his addres
the next day—one an allusion to the
friend who introduced him sand the oth-
er a reference to the Methodist Confer-
ence then being held in the city. In the
Revere House he once talked to some of
us about his speeches, and asked us
which we thought would stand the test |
of time the longest. We decided that it |
would probably be thesecond in reply to |
Hayne. He assured us that had not re-
quired nearly so much time in its pre-
paration as two others, one of which was |
in the Dartmouth College cuse. In fact
as has recently appeared, he had pre-
pared his celebrated reply to Hayne a
year before for another purpose.—Clica-
go Herald.
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The Old Man Disappointed.
“Can’t fool these ’ere railroads much!”
observed the young man in the seat
ahead, after we got fairly out of Mauch
Chunk, writes a traveler.
“How do you mean?’ I asked, sus-
pecting he had a story.
“It’s a good one on the old man, and
I’m dying to tell it” he grinned. «I
live about twenty miles below here,
and within half an mile of the railroad.
One afternoon, about six months ago,
my brother Pete got hurt in our saw-
mill, and was brought home unconscious.
We had just got him home when a
neighbor came along and said a passen-
ger train had been ditched at the cross-
ing, and a good many people hurt.
This was just at dark, and Pete hadn’t
come to yet. Soon as the cld man
heard of the accident to the cars he
! scratched his head, looked Pete over,
und than said to me:
“Jim, it’s wuth trying for. We'll
take Pete down on a mattress and mix
him in and try and get damage from
the railroad.”
“I was against it, but he said it was a
go, and so we got out a mattress and
lugged Pete down to the crossing. Four
cars were off and lots of people hurt,
and we slid Pete in among three or
four lying on the grass and groaning to
kill. Tt just happened that one of the
railroad attorneys was on the train,
and he went about asking names and
writing ’em down. By and by he
came to Pete. An edging had caught
in the saw and given him an awful
whack over the head, and the lawyer
felt him over and asked:
“Do any of you know this poor fel-
low?”
“I happen to know him,” answers
the old man. ‘His name is Pete
Staynor, and he orter git a thousand
dollars for this!”
“At that minute Pete come out of
his snooze, and setting up on the grass
he looked around in a dazed sort of a
way, and yelled out :
“Why in Halifax don’t you clear
that saw ?”
“And at that the old man got away
and I after him ; and Pete went on to
tell tell how he got hurt,and to wonder
how he got there, and we had te sneak
back and lug him all the way home.”
“And what did the old man say?”
I asked.
“Say !. Why, there’s half a mile of
road with the trees blistered on each
side of it, and he’s had everybody kick-
ing him, until the whole neighborhood
1s hip lamed and can’t climb a door-
step.”
Pickels.
When making pickles use none but
the best of vinegar. A passably good
vinegar is made from sorghum, and
there is another kind made from sweet-
ened water in which corn has been
boiled—either kind being better than
the acid vinegar for sale at the grocery
stores. Be particularly careful not to
buy the sharp, colorless liquid usually
sold for vinegar: for it is really weak
sulphuric acid, and highly injurous, I
have become quite skeptical about all
vinegar offered by grocers, and would
advise housekeepers, whenever it is possi-
ble to make their own, or purchase of
friend who can make more than she
i needs tor her own use.
Boil pickles in earthenware whenever
it is possible: Granite ware is next
best for the purpose, and next to that
smiles and |
new tin. As soon as the pickles are
done they should be removed from the
| dish, in which they were cooked, un-
| less earthenware was used. They should
| be kept in glass or hard stoneware,
{ and examined every month or six weeks.
If they do not seem to be keeping well,
drain off the water, scald 1t, add a cup-
ful of sugar for each gallon, and pour it
boiling hot over the pickels. Repeat
this operation three succeeding mornings
then tie them up closely again. If pick-
le is well made, however, it should be
better at the end of a year than at the
end of three months.— Yankee Blade.
——Ambergris, from which |
perfumes are made, and which is some- !
times used to flavor wine, is merely |
the morbid secretion of the liver of a!
spermaceti whale. Itis a fatty, waxy |
substance, disagreeable to sight or touch, |
but even in its crude state exhaling a
pleasant odor.
many
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A Singular Source <f Wealth.
John James Mago, a millionaire who
lives nine months of the year in Paris,
is the boro of a carious gory. Tt is re-
lated of him that fifteen years ago he
was a British Vice-Consul at San Jose,
Guatemala, and a poor man. One day
a drunken native commandant, who
was running the port something after
style of Mayor Cottrel, of Cedar keys,
ordered that he be giver 100 lashes for
some fancied insult The Vice-Consul
was lashed accordingly. Later the
British Government stepped in and or-
dered that Mago be paid $500 for every
All Sorts of Paragraphs.
—~Carl Schurz is now a
agent.
—The University of North Carolina is
now 101 years old.
—Mexican crops are reported ruined
by delay of the seasonal rains.
—Henry M. Stanley is announced to
come to America in October.
—At the nearest point Asia and Alska
are about forty-five wiles apart.
—Hop vines in Puyallup, Wash.,
recently grew thirteen inches in four-
teen hours.
steamship
lash. Guatemala was giad enough to
to pay the money, which made the Vice
Consul a comparatively a rich man.
Having more ready mobey than any
one else in the country. President Bar-
rios entered into partnersiip with him.
Mago became a large coffe planter and |
dealer and was also given exclusive
franchises for building dotks in the ports
out of which he made a great deal of
money.
at $5,000,000.
Wise Words.
To bear is to conquer our fate.
All powerful souls have kindred with
each other.
A man never forgives a woman for
making him feel silly.
The more honesty a man h.s the less
he effects the air of a saint
No man but a blind man ever passes
a mirror without looking in it.
A model wife isone thst thinks
husband knows more than her kin.
Every man is a hero to some woman ;
every woman is a heroine to some man,
The birthdays of his children are a
man’s landmarks on the road to old age.
‘When a man finally succeeds in mak-
ing himself famous his' wife gets the
credit of it.
Nothing pleases a maniso much as to
be told that an old flame, sinze married,
is still admiring him.
A woman can be paid no higher com-
i pliment than to have her hushand spend
all his time with her.
No woman was ever sohomely that a
man does not defend her looks after be
has heard that she admires him.
‘When a man gets famous it would
seem that every man in the country used
to play marbles with him at school.
It is with flowers as with moral quali-
ties—the bright are sometimes poisonous;
but, I believe never the sweet.
He who gives pleasure meets with it;
kindness is the bond of friendship, and
the hook of love ; but he who sows not, |
reaps not.
The trouble with men is that it is
easier for them to die for a girl before
they are married than it is to get up
and light the five for theit wives after
they are married.
A Baby's Memory.
A curious instance of dormant menory
in infancy took place in our family.
My mother went on a visit to my grand-
father, who lived in London. She took
. with her a little brother of mine who
was elever montas old, and his nurse,
who waited on her as a maid. One day
the nurse brought the baby into my |
mother’s room and put him on the floor,
which was carpeted all over. Then he
crept about amusing himself according
to his lights. When my mother was
dressed, a certain ring that she wore was
not to be found. Great search was
made, but it was never produced, and,
the visit over, they all went away, and
it was almost forgotten.
Exactly a year after they again went
to visit the grandfather. This baby was
now a year and eleven months old.
The same nurse took him into the same
room, and my mother saw him, after
looking about him deliberately, walk
up to a certain corner, turn a bit of the !
carpet back and produce the ring. He
never gave any account of the matter,
nor did he. so far as I know, remember
it afterward. It seems most likely that
he found the ring on the door and hid it
as in a safe place, under the corner of
the Brussel carpet whereit was not nail-
ed. Be probably forgot all about it till
he saw the place again, and he was far
too infantile at the time it was missed
tounderstand what the talk that went
on was about, or to know what the
search, which perhaps he did rot notice,
was for.
A Strange Adventure.
“The strangest adventnre of my life,”
says a traveler, ‘happened to me in
Mexico, near Vera Cruz. I had been
riding all day on a mule, and was very
tired when I put up at a small hotel for
the night, kept by Don Tivurcio. Af-
ter supper, I retired early, but could not
sleep. The night was sultry, the apart.
ment poorly ventilated, and there seem-
ed to be a thousand creeping things on
my body. I bore this as long as possi=
ble, and then seizing my blanket, rush-
ed out in the open air. After walking
about for a while, I spread my blanket
undera stunted palm some distance from
the house, and lay down, determined to
sleep as much of the night as possible.
I was dozing off nicely when there came
a breezy, whistling sourd, and some-
thing passed close to my face, I looked
around, and seeing nothing, lay down
again. Scarcely were my eyes closed
before the noise was heard acain, and
this time J saw what I took for a large
bird pass by. Back and forth went the
bird, its wings fanning me with delight-
tul coolness. First I was umazed, then
rather pleased and finally I dropped off
into slumber. Fortunately, I am a
very light sleeper, ang it did not seem to
me a minute before I was aroused by a
pain in my neck With a tremdous
effort, 1 threw off the strange lethargy
which had seized me and rose to a sit-
ting positure. To my horror, I realized
that I was being attacked by the dread-
ed vampire bats ! One of the creatures
had already fastened on me, and two
more were hovering around, and they
became quite savage when they saw
their prey escaping. Butl beat them
{ off, and with some difficulty, return-
ed to the house with all possible speed.
Next morning when I related my ad-
venture, Don Tivurcio assured me I
would never have a narrower escape
from death, and I believe him.”
——That tired feeling now so often
heard of, is entirely overcome by Hood's
Sarsaparilla, which gives mental and
bodily strength.
His fortune is now estimated
her |
— Wilsons are so numerous in the
lower House of Congress as to cause
confusion.
-—Miss Tennant, whois presently to
become Mrs. Stanly, is a descendant of
Cromwell.
—A Kansas man recently sold his last
cow to pay the costs of a law suit over
some chickens.
—The ex- Emperor of Brazil has made
| up his mind to settle in the neighbor-
hood of Vienna.
—Itis now announced that Prince
Murat is engaged to a wealthy woman
with a fortune of $5,000,000.
— Large strawberries and thinly-sliced
bananas, served together with cream
and sugar, is a recent tea-table del-
icacy. i
— Emperor William has had an elec-
tric railway bullt for bringing dishes
: from the Kitchen into the state dining
roo. *
—A man, his wife and ten children
are living in Atlanta, Ga., on $25 a
month. Out of this they have to pay
their Louse rent.
—A citizen of Grand Rapids named
D. J. Doornink wears on his watch-chain
a seal which has a record of over 300
years, :
—The grave of a little son of Jeffer-
son Davis, in Richmond, is décked with
flowers every day by an old gentleman
of that city.
—Stumm is the Tron king of Ger-
many. He owns enormous founderies at
Neunkirchen, where over nine thousand
men are employed.
—The Original Package is the name
chosen for a paper to be published at
Old Orchard, Me., during the coming
| suInmer season.
—The city council of the City of
Mexico has passed an ordinance making
i it compulsory upon the male population
to wear pantaloons,
—The King of the Belgians recently
| traveled 1,2000 miles to present person-
[ally to Queen Victoria a bouquet meas-
| uring three feet across.
| —DBrazil is the first to ratify the re-
i commendation of the Pan-American
. Congress that all international disputes
! be settled by arbitration.
|
— Information gathered in London is
| said to show that cats catch diphtheria
! from human patients and carry the dis-
| ease to healthy persous.
| Florence Nightingale, who immor-
| talized her name by her heroic work in
| the hospitals during the Crimean War,
| is nearing her 78th year.
—There are about a thousand elk kil-
led in Oregon and Washington every
year the antlers from most of which are
sent to England for ornaments-
—The Merry Thought brooch is an
English novelty, the design consisting of
a bird’s wish-bone in gold, with a tiny
dove worked in diamonds perched on
one arm.
—Two boys were arrested in Alleghe-
ny City, Pa., for standing on the street
corner on Sunday whistling “Annie
Rooney.” The charge was disorderly
conduct.
—There has just been unveiled at
Chatham, England, a statue to General
Gordon, the hero of the Soudan. The
subject is represented on the back of a
camel.
—A Pittsburgher, being asked by the
census enumerator for the “profession,”
trade or occupation of his wife, as pro-
vided in Question 16, replied “Home-
ruler.”
—Something like poetic justice over-
took the two smart Texans who socked
the skiff they were in to scare a comrade.
They were drowned and he _es-
caped.
—A Crawford County, Pa., Jersey
cow took a fancy to the fresh paint on
the fence in which the bovine was pas-
tured and licked off a sufficient quantity
to kill her. :
—A $300 monument is to be erected
at once over the graves of thirteen un-
known Union soldiers who were
buried together in the cemetery at Se-
dalia, Mo.
surgeon, has carefully analyzed the
body of a man weighing 154 pounds, and
finds 121 pounds of the total weight was
composed of water.
—The two steamers which towed the
crippled City of Paris into Queenstown
Harbor'have been awarded $40,000 by
the Enghsh Admiralty Courl. © The
basis of computation is property saved ;
no account is taken of the lives.
—An ear of corn or exhibition at
San Luis Obispo, Cal., is_described as
being in the exact form of human hand;
the wrist palm, thumb and fingers be-
ing all perfect. It is covered with
small grains to neat the tips of the fine
gers, which are bare prongs of cobs, giv-
ing the hand the appearace of being
clad in a mit.
—Here is a cheerful response to the
census enumerator, given in Flushing
L.I.: “Christian name, Rachel ; sur-
name, Stillwagon ; head of the family,
am a widow; the mother of seven
children; have been 104 years in the
United States.” She declined to answer
whether she had any chronic disease, or
whether she was mortgaged.
— Miss Grace Gridley, of Amboy¢ I11.,
has been sleeping peacefnlly since the
15th of March. One week after she
fell asleep her nurse left the room for a
few minutes, and on returning found
that Miss Gridley had arisen from her
bed and gone into an adjoining room,
where she was found sitting in a rock-
ing-chair, an open Bible in her lap, but
as sound asleep as ever. She was taken
back to bed and has been sleeping there
ever since.
—Dr. Lancaster, the eminent London *