Demorra atc,
Bellefonte, Pa., July 3I, 1891.
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KATIES ANSWER,
Och | me Katie’s a rogue, it is thrue,
But her eye, like the skies, are so blue,
An’ her dimples so swate,
. An’ her ankles so nate,
Shure she dazed .an’ she bothered me, too.
Till one 'mornin’we wint fur a ride,
Whin, demure:as a bride, by my side
Like a darlint she sat,
Wid the wickedest hat
Neath a purty girl's chin iver tied.
An’ me heart, arrah, thin, how it bate!
Fur me Kate looked so temptin’ and swate
Wid cheeks like the roses
An’all thered posies
You'd see in her garden so nate.
But I sat jist as mute as the dead
Till she said with atoss uv her head,
“If I'd known that to-day
. Hed have nothing to say,
I'd have gone with my cousin instead.”
Thin TI filt myself grow very bowld,
For I knew she'd not scold if I towld
Uv the love at me heart,
Theat ud niver depart,
Though I lived to be wrinkled an’ owld.
An’ 1 said, “if I dared to do so,
1’d let go uv the baste an’ I'd throw
Both me arms round’ yer waist,
An’ be stalin’ a taste
Uv them lips that are coaxin’ me so.
Thin she blushed a more illigant red,
An’ she said without raisin’ her head,
An’ her eyes lookin’ down
"Neath. their lashes so brown,
“Ud ye like me to dhrive, Misther Ted!”
—Cincinnati Commercial Gazette.
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DIAMOND AND AMETHYST.
BY MARY KYLE DALLAS.
Marcella’s birthday was approach-
ing and I desired to give her a present.
It grieyed me think that I could not af:
tord a costly one. I should have re-
Jjoiced to be able to offer Marcella dia-
monds, rubies or emeralds, but since
this was impossible, I did the best I
could. A ring is always an acceptable
token of love or friendship, and having
spent an evening or so roaming the
Bowery, I ventured into a shop in
which the unreclaimed pledges of a
pawnbroker were displayed for sale,
and found amongst the jewelry a very
nice amethyst ring of the right size, at
the modest price of ten dollars.
“Vorth double, so help me Simpson,”
said the young mar behind the count-
er. “Vorth double, or I'll eat my
head.” It was such a large head that
this was a very impressive offer; and
I knew that it really was a nice ame-
thyst, and [ hope that it had never
been stolen.
Of course, Marcella would never
knew where I bought it, and poverty
drives us to strange deeds.
I bought the ring, took it home, pol-
ished it up with an old nail brush and
ammonia, rubbed it with wash leather,
and resolved to get a handsome box
for it.
I had barely time enough to do this
and express the ring in season to reach
my darling by the dawn of the anni-
versary of the day on which she first
saw the light; for she had gone with
her mother to visit an aunt in Boston,
and the aunt was not favorable to my
suit; and even if I had had a holiday,
which I had not, I had no invitation
to visit her. The ring must be sent,
and before six o'clock, and I hurried
from the Bowery in the direction of
Broadway, toward the establishment
of a well-known fashionable jeweler.
I was acquainted vith one of the
clerks; and the boxes there must be
handsome if they would sell them.
Young Doughty was at a counter’ and
unemployed, and he exhibited some
little boxes of satin-lined Russian leath-
er which were very handsome.
“Give me your ring,” he said, “and
I'll fit it to one.”
him, and. he went away. When. he
came back he had two boxes in his
hand, and handed one of them to me,
the other to an elegantly attired lady,
who, after receiving it, passed to a car-
riage which stood before the door. A
footman in livery opened it, a coach-
man to match was upon the box. Mr.
Glitter himself opened the door, Mr.
Glow buwed in the background.
“Notice that lady, Parkin 2” said my
friend, hy
“She's a handsome woman,” I re.
plied.
“Very well for a married lady of
forty,” said Doughty. “But I was tak-
ing what you might call a professional
view of her. She is said to have finer
diamonds than any other woman in the
country. They say there are lots of
duchesses and all that on the other
gide that couldn’t show their equals.
Of course, she don’t wear em on the
street, but of an evening she blazes
with them. Her husband is immense-
ly rich, but they say he hates to hand
out ready cash, and now and then—
but there is Glitter coming this way,
and he don't allow gossip—that’s a
pretty amethyst of yours—she'll like
“it. Ha! hat ha!”
And glad to escape, for T had not a
moment to spare, [rushed out of the
store and to the express office. I long-
ed to look at my ring again, but
Ponghty had it puiinte seeds a work-
manlike little parcel that I hated to
undo it. ‘The clerk at the express of-
fice directed it and I rejoiced to know
it was on its way. Two days after I
received a note from Marcella :
“Dear Crarres: Your magnificent
presant took my breath away. Have
you come into a fortune? Iam utter-
ly amazed. * The name on the box told
me at once that 1t was something very
fine, but I never in my wildest dream
thought of anything so lovely, ete..ete,”
Of course, I do not mean to give you
the whole of Marcella’s love lotter: It
was so kind of the dear girl, who had
many handsome ornaments, to make
such a fuss about this litle amethyst
ring. But it was just like her. I car.
ried the letter next my heart until I
beard that she had returned home and
I went to her.
When she entered the room, smiling
and holding out her hands to me, 1 for-
got everything but her beauty, at first,
but when we were seated together up-
on the sofa she held up her finger, Up-
on it she wore, firstly, the little pear]
Ana I gave it to
engagement ring which I had given
her, above it a ring in which shone the
most magnificent diamond I had ever
seen, as large as her finger-nail and
a perfect well of blazing light.
“Your diamond, Charles,” said she.
“My diamond!” I repeated in a be-
wildered way. :
“I suppose it is an heirloom orsome-
thing of that sort,” said Marcella; “I
never was 80 overwhelmed. But do you
know, you have won Aunt Matilda’ by
it? Her own diamonds are very fine,
but when she saw this she fairly
screamed, She has made up her mind
that I may have you, and she is going
to come down and see you—she came
home with us, you know—"
“Oh! she came home with you,” I
repeated, like a parrot.
“Now, don’t look like that,” said
Marcella. “Auntie is very worldly, I
know, but her good opinion 1s of value
to us. She influences mamma greatly,
and you must smile.”
I repeated: “Oh! must smile—"
“Don’t!” gasped Marcella. “Don’t
look like that!”
But how could I look otherwise than
“like that,” with the awful truth that
had flashed upon my mind, burning
it? I understood what that diamond
blazing on Marcella's finger meant.
Doughty had given me the wrong box.
I had Mrs. 's diamond; she had
my poor little ten-doilar amethyst. Just
how many thousands I "had stolen I
did not know. ' I was not experienced
in gems. But I was certainly in for
grand larceny at the lowest computa-
tion. Doughty was a good fellow
enough, but he would not be likely to
remember that he gave me the box. I
should be suspectea of having exchang-
ed the two purposely. My only hope
was to make full confession instantly.
Marcella was a dear, sweet, reasonable
girl. A word would be enough.
“Marcella,” I began,“I think I must
appear somewhat confused—I have
something on my mind. I must tell
you a very mortifying—"
“Oh, how do you do, Mr. Parkin?”
said one of those peculiar voices that
have won for American women the
reputation of a want of mellowness and
softness of speech, which is by no
means universally deserved. “How do
youdo? lItis nice tosee you again.
Why didn’t you run up to see us? We
are lovely in the autumn, crimson ma-
ples, and all that. = You must be quite
an admirer of nature; your taste is go
good in other things. Gems, for in-
stance. The color of that diamond is
marvelous. You have artist's eyes—
melancholy eyes.”
I have no doubt they were melan-
choly enough at that moment.
“l know a gentleman, quite an ar-
tist amateur, but could be professional.
He cannot wear many ornaments, but
he carries a little bag of unset jewels
in his pocket, and when he wants to re-
fresh himself he pours them into bis
palm and looks at them—gloats on
them. Really, I could not trust him
alone in the room with Marcellas ring,
it might make him dishonest.’
So spoke Marcella’s aunt. Nor did
she leave us until I was obliged to take
my departure. I could not make con-
fession before her. I resolved to write
to Marcella. After all, it would be
better. And I wrote a dozen letters
that night and tore them np. The un-
lucky thirteenth, penitential to the last
degree, I posted. I remember that my
excitement was so great that I went
out to do so without my hat, and was
followed home as a suspicious charac-
ter by the policeman on our street.
1 bounced about in bed for hours
that night and slept the next morning
in consequence. Out of breath and
pallid I arrived at our establishment
afier hours next day.
“There's been a person here inquir-
ing for you,” said Briggs, the individu:
al who noted down our sins of tardi-
ress and the consequent “deductions 3’
“a gent in gray clothes. Said his name
was Doughty, and. he came about a
ring. He said you'd understand.”
Understand! I did, alas! but too
well, The blow had fallen. However,
I could do nothing until Marcella re-
turned the ring, or bade me come and
get it. Iwouid not implicate her by
mentioning her name. ;
“Brigge,” said I “I don't want. to see
that man yet, nor for a day or two.”
“Owe him something, and don’t
want to settle till salary time?” said
Briggs. pas 7
I let it pass by a nod.
“Ah!” said Briggs. “Well, as you
are on the second floor, I can tell him
you are home ill and that I don’t know
where you live. But it's a lotof troab-
le to take for nothing. Is it worth a
couple of dollars: to you 2”
I put two silver dollars into his
hand and in an instant they clinked
together in his pocket. :
Doughty called that evening, and
next morning, and the day after, and
all the while no answer came from
Marcella. What did it mean ? I knew
when my letter was returned from the
dead-letter office, “Not found” written
all over it as if it were an example ip
a copy-book. I had addressed it to
“Marcella Darling, New York.” Mar-
cella’s father being named Gillworthy,
itis not ‘astonishing that it did not
reach its destination, especially with:
out a number.
My full explanation had, perhaps, in-
terested some clerk in the post-office
department, but had not reached Mar-
cella, Moreover, in the same mail was
a letter from my bethrothed herself :
“I am nearly wild,” it began, “My
dear Charles, what has happened? 1
have been terrified by vour absence.
“I sent Brother Bob to Lighter &
Jowls with a note from me, and some
one told bim you were ill at home and
they didn’t know where you boarded.
I do not, either, but perhaps the post-
man does, so I put New York city up:
on it. Send to'meat once. Iam not
superstitious, but your diamond seems.
to be a little dim, and 1 shiver when I_
remember the stories told of gems,
“Why hayen’t you written?" Did
auntie offend you? The worst of it ig
my trunks are packed for Europe.
Aunty decided to take me the evening
you were here, Ol, how long it seems!
We shall be away three months at
least. I can’t change my mind now.
A thought startles me—perhaps your
heart is changed; perhaps you love me
no longer. If so, you have but to tell
me where to send your presents—above
all, your valuable ring, Your manner
was not your own when I saw you last.
MARCELLA.
What had I done? Fear of losing
my treasure overcame all other
thoughts. I caught my hat and rush-
ed to her dwelling place.-. =
“Oh, my, Mr. Parkin! Is it you?
The family thought you must be dead!”
said the girl who opened the door for
me; ‘“‘and Miss Marcella has gone with
her aunt to Europe, and master and
missis have gone to Chicago, and Mas-
ter Bob is at boarding-school, and there
ain’t nobody at home but cook and me
except Hanner, and she’s got a holiday.
We're lonesome and real scary.”
So was I. I staggered down the
steps with my hand to my forehead,
and through the open window heard
the waitress inform cook that it was
plain my heart was broken by Miss
Marcella’s cruelty. What shoald I do
now ? Whither fly? I went as far as
the corner, and ran into the arms of a
man who was stalking along with bow-
ed head and a general air of despera-
tion. ‘Involuntarily we clutched each
other.
“Thank God it is Parkin!” said he.
“Doughty I” said I, but added no
thanksgiving.
“I've been looking for you for days
about that ring,” said he.
“All right,” said. “But you re-
member you gave it to me?”
“I did,” said Doughty. “But I want
you to save me from dismissal by say-
ing you picked it up yourself.”
“I did not,” said I.
“I have a chance for promotion and
a capital salary; T lose it if you won't
say that,” said Doughty. ' “Think of
my wife; it can’t matter to you; old
Glitter has your ring safe; you'll get
it,”
“Hang the ring!” said I. “Think
of my feelings | I wonder I’m not dead.
You see, I gave it to her and she is in
Europe, and—"
“Make a laugh of it,” said Doughty,
“Give her the other. Don’t ruin mel”
“Doughty,” said I, “I don’t want to
hurt you, though I suffer through your
mistake. ~~ But—well, I'll go to the
heads of the firm at once and do my
best for both of us, but I won’t risk
being rained for any man.”
“Why, you are in no danger,” said
Doughty. = “Come, they are still in the
office. Come!”
He dragged me by the elbow; he
rapped at the glass door. Within I
could see the counters all covered in
ghastly fashion by great cloths, a mar-
ble statue of an angel looking down
upon the veiled splendor, and a light
burning in che partner’ private room.
Mr. Glitter opened the door himself.
“It is I, sir,” said Doughty, faintly.
“I've found Mr. Parkin, sir. Ie wil,
I know, do me justice, sir.”
Mr. Glitter looked at him coldly.
“In that case all will be well,” he
said. “Mr. Parkin, walk in. We
have your amethyst ring sate, and a
lovely stone it is. An old-fashioned
stone, if I may say so, not in the mark-
et to-day. We apologize to you; we
understand you intended to send it away
as a present; we regret your mortifica-
tion.”
“You are very kind,” said I. “I re-
gret to say that it will be some time be-
fore I can return the ring I carried
away. It is now in England.”
“Let it stay there,” said Mr. Glitter.
“And now, to explain how we came to
have it in one of our boxes—you’ll be
discreet.” Mrs.—— Well, we’ll men-
tion no names, a lady renowned for her
jewels, has a husband, who is parsimo-
nious. At times she needs ready mon-
ey, then she brings one of her rings to
us. We lend her money on it, and
give her a ring of no value whatever to
keep in the box, in case her husband
Inquires—wants to see it, ete. In time
she pays us; we restore the diamond.
The substitute was exchanged for your
amethyst, and if it was Mr. Douglty’s
doing—" iy
“I carried it off myself,” said I.
“And what, pray, was the price of the
substitute? The—the—" | {od
“Plate and paste; said Mr. Glitter.
“Half a dolar to the trade. Theatri-
cal people buy them to play qneens in
sometimes. “We have'full sets. Mrs.
few days ago, and, we gave her another
sham ; but if she had been a person of
been lost. We can’t 'h
clerks here.” 5G yi
All: my aplomb had ‘returned to me,
said.
mine.”
[saw Doughty brush ‘away a tear,
and as I took my leave, I heard him
say to Glitter :
“Thank you, sir.”
But the diamond, the great, glowing,
gorgeous diamond, is still in the family,
Oh!litisa family now, My wife kuows
the truth, but her aunt never will ; and
when Marcella wears it on state occa.
sions, the ‘old lady is wont to draw at-
tention to its splendor; and no one has
ever yet doubted that it was genuine
and a very fine stone, indeed. — Ledger,
“The mistake was entirely
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Why Tinkers Are Abheorred.
In Spain, France, Ireland and some
parts of England a tinker is held in
such abhorrence by the common peo-
pis as to make it almost impossible for
im to get'a meal or find lodgings for
the night, The reason alleged is that
when the blacksmith was ordered to
make nails for Christ's crucifixion he
refused, but the tinker made them and
Christ condemned him and all of his
rage to be wanderers and never have a
roof of their own to cover their heads
until the world’s end.—St. Louis Re
public.
With Ely’s Cream Balin a child
can be treated without’ pain and with
ih safety. Tt cures catarrh, hay
ever and colds in the head. It is easily
applied into the nostrils and gives im-
mediate relief. Puico 50 cents,
—— came ‘back ‘with the amethyst a’
another class, your ring would have
ave careless’
“Mr. Doughty was not careless,” I
Swallowed by a Whale.
Jonah's Classic Experience Finds a
Mcdern Day rarallel----A Sailor's
Sojourn in a Spouter’s Belly.
The whaling vessel, Star of the East,
a veracious correspondent of the ver-
acious St. Louis Globe Democrat writes
from New London, Conn., has just ar-
rived there after a cruise of two years
and a-half in the South Atlantic waters.
She had on board a man who isa ver-
itable Jonah, having existed in a whale’s
belly thirty-six hours.
The man’s statement is vouched for
by the captain and crew of the vessel,
and to-day he is an object of great curi-
osity among the sailors. The man’s
name is James Bartley, and he hails
from New Bedford, where he was born
thirty-eight years ago. He has made
two voyages from this point on the Star
of the East, and notwithstanding his
exciting experience during his last trip
he says that he will ship for another
voyage as 800n as an opportuity to do so
offers itself.
The.strange story told by him is, in
substance, as follows : {
Last February the Star of the East
was in the vicinity of the Falkland
islands. searching for whales, which
were very scarce. One morning the
look-out sighted a whale about three
miles away on the starboard quarter.
Two boats were manned and put chase
to the prey.
In a short time one of the boats was
near enough to enable the harpooner to
send a spear into the whale, which
proved to be an exceedingly large one.
With the shaft in his side the animal
sourded and then sped away, dragging
the boat after him with terrible speed.
He swam straight away about five
miles, when he turned and came back
almost directly toward the spot where he
had been harpooned.
The second boat waited for him, and
when but a short distance away from
it he arose to the surface. As soon as
his back showed above the surface ot
the water the harpooner in the second
boat drove another spear into him.
The pain apparently crazed the whale,
for it threshed about fearfully, and it
was feared that the boats would be
swamped and the crews drowned.
Finally the wale swam away, dragging
the two boats after him. He went
about three miles and sounded, or
sank, and his whereabouts could not be
exactly told, The lines attached to
the harpoons were slack, and the
harpooners began to slowly draw them
in and coil them in the tubs.
As soon as they were taughtened the
whale arose to the surface and beat
about with his tail in the maddest
fashion. The boats attempted to get
beyond the reach of the animal, which
was apparently in its’ death agonies,
and one of them succeeded, but the
other was less fortunate. The whale
struck it with his nose and upset it. !
The men were thrown into the water,
and before the crew of the other boat
could pick them up one man was
drowned and James Bartley had dis-
appeared. When the whale became
quiet from exhaustion the waters were
searched for Bartley, but he could not
be found, and under the impression
that he had been struck by the whale’s
tail and sank to the bottom, the sur-
vivors rowed back to the ship.
The whale was dead and in a few
hours the great body was lying by the
ship's side and the men were busy with
axes and spades cutting through the
flesh to secure the fat. They worked
all day and part of the night. They
resumed operations the next forenoon,
and were soon ‘down to the deck.
The workmen were startled while
laboring to clear it and to fasten the
chain about 1t to discover something
doubled ' up in it that gave spasmodic
signs of life.
The vast pouch was hoisted to the
deck and cut open, and inside was
found the missing sailor doubled up
and unconscious. He was laid out on
the deck and treated to a bath of sea
water, which soon revived him, but his
mired was not clear and he was placed
in the captain’s quarters, where he re-
mained two weeks, a raving lunatic.
He was carefully treated by the cap-
tain ‘and officers of the ship, ard he
senses, At the end of the third week
he had entirely recovered from the
shock and resumed his duties.
During his brief sojourn in the
whale’s belly Bartley’s skin, where it
was exposed to the action of the gastric
juices, underwent a striking change.
His face and hands were bleached to a
deathly whiteness and the skin was
wrinkled, giving the man the appear-
ance of having been parboiled.
Bartley affirms that he would prob-
ably have lived inside his'house ot flesh
uantil he starved, for he lost his senses
through fright, and not through lack
of air. He says that he remembers the
sensation of being lifted into the air by
the nose of the whale and of falling
into the water, then there was a fearful
rushing sound, which he believed to be
the beating of the water by the whale’s
tail ; then he was encompassed by a
fearful darkness, and he felt himself
slipping along a smooth passage of
some sort, that seemed to move and car-
ry him forward. Tris sensation lasted
but an instant, then he felt that he
bad more room. ie felt about him,
and his hands came in contdct with a |
yielding, slimy substance that seemed !
to shrink from his touch. {
It finally dawned upon him that he |
had been swallowed by the whale, and |
he was overcome with horror at the |
situation. He could breath easily, but |
the heat was terrible. It was not of a |
scorching, stifling nature, but it seemed |
to open the pores of his skin and to |
draw out his vitahty. He became very
weak and grew sick at his stomach.
He knew that there was no hope of
escape from his strange prison. Death |
stared’ him in the face, and he tried to
look at it bravely, but the awful quiet,
the fearful darkness, the horribie
knowledge of his environments and the
terrible heat, finally overcame him,
and he must have fainted, for he next
remembered “being in" the captain’s
cabin.
Bartley is not a man of a timid nature
but he says that 1t was many weeks be-
fore he cuuld pass’ a night without hav-
ing his sleep disturbed with harrowing
dreams of angry whales and the horrors
of his fearful prison.
The skin on the face and hands of
finally ' began to get ‘possession of his |
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Bartley has never recovered its natursxl
appearence. It is yellow and wrinkled,
and looks like old parchment. The
health of the man does not seem to have
been affected by his terrible experience ;
he is in splendid spirits and apparently
‘fully enjoys all the blessings of life that
come his way.
The whaling captains who sail from
this port say that they never knew a
parallel case to this before. They say
that it frequently ‘occurs that men are
swallowed by whales who become in-
furiated by the pain of the harpoon,
and attack the boats, but they have
never known a man to go through the
ordeal that Bartley did come out alive,
ER A rm ————
Columbus Relics.
Proposed Reproduction of the Convent
La Rabida at the Exposition.
The World’s Fair Directory isjrecom-
mended by its foreign affairs committee
to appropriate $50,000 for the purpose
of building at Jackson Park a fac simile
of the ancient convent of La Rabida, of
Palos, Spain, It is believed that this
would be the most appropriate structure
possible in which to exhibit the large
number of relics of Columbus which is
being collected. If the project is car-
ried out, as it seems probable 1t will be,
this building and its contents will doubt-
less be one of the exhibition attractions
which no visitor will be content to leave
without seeing.
It was at the door of the convent of
La Rabida that Columbus, disappointed
and down-hearted, asked tor food and
shelter for himself and his child. It
was here that he found an asylum for a
few years while he developed his plans
and prepared the arguments which he
submitted to the council at Salamanca.
It was in one of the rooms of
this convent that he met the Domini-
can monks in debate, and it was
here also that he conferred with Alonzo
Pinzon, who afterwardsécommanded one
of the vessels of his fleet. In this con-
vent Columbus lived while he was mak-
ing preparations for his voyage, and on
the mornining that he sailed from Palos
he attended himself the little chapel.
There is no building in the world so
closely identified with his discovery as
this, and fortunately its architecture is
of such a character as to permit of a re-
production at a comparatively small cost
and at the same time furnish a pictur-
esque view and appropriate group
amorg the splendid buildings that will
be erected at Jackson Park. It will not
only be of itself a monument to Colum-
bus, but it will furnish commodious and
convenient show rooms for the collec-
tions and relics of Columbus that are to
be exhibited. Besides a large collection
of maps, manuscripts, books and pictures
that are being secured there will be
among them public and private collec-
tions both from Europe and the United
States. Many of the articles being of
great value, it is proposed to bring them
all together in this building, where they
will be secure from fire and all other
dangers.
Turn Over the Bright Side.
Do you think your trials hard ones ?
Y ou may have a friend who appears to
have trials and afflictions almost at
every turn. However, you do not
know of one like John Morrow, Milan,
Tennessee, who according to the New
York Press is one of the most unfortu-
nate mortals living. Not long since
his wife was burned to death, two
children were drowned and another was
run over by a log wagon and crushed
to death His store was burned with
its contents and was only partly insur-
ed. To cap the climax he was run
over by a switch engine aud had his
leg cut off at the knee and one hand
mashied. He has received word that
another son, who was a cattle herder
in Texes, was foully murdered. He
says that he will be tortured until he
dies. He has to be watched to prevent
him from taken his life. If you have
been unfortunate, or if you are in dis-
tress, and think your lot is a very hard
thick of John Morrow, of Milar, Ten-
nessee. :
Says a correspondent: “The
craze for young clergymen has gone so
far that it has had an effect on the age
of seminary students.
younger than they used to be.
They are much
The re-
‘suit of this is that young men are put in
charge of congregations who ought to be
in college learning to think and finding
out what they don’t know. Iam firmly
convinced that one clerical unrest of the
present time is largely due to the fact
that the churches ordain young men be-
fore their opinions are formed. Ina few
“years they begin to revise their opinions
and we soon come to hear of ther as
heretics. But even aside from that, I
think it is a mistake to make very young
men pastors of parishes. There is some-
thing incongruous in setting a spring
lamb to teach a lot ot old grizzled
sheep.”
TT TTT
——A singular scene may be witnes-
sed any Sunday at the corner of Hous-
ton street and the Bowery,in New York
As early as 8 o'clock in the morning as
many as twenty peddlers and owners of
sell stands congregate there, and in-
stead of selling the commodities common
to their trade, their stands and boxes are
filled with cut flowers. Persons who
look as though they needed food almost,
buy freely, and the appreciation mani-
fested by so many of the poorer classes
for flowers is a strong contradiction of
the statement so often made that refine- |
ment does not exist but sporadically |
among the crowded east-side tenements,
Rabbits and Thistles.
The Immense Damage Caused by Two
Pests Taken to Australia.
A friend writes me from Australia
that the rabbit pest is in no way dimin-
ished, notwithstanding the efforts of
governments and individuals in the.
way of wholesale slaughter of bunnies
wherever they abound. *‘A few weeks
ago,’, writes my friend, “I went up the
country and several times when [ look-
ed out of the window of the railway
train the ground was so covered with
rabbits that for miles away it looked
like a great field of grain waving in the
wind, The offer of £45,000 ($225,000)
of the New South Wales Government.
for a process of wholesale extermination
that shall not endanger human beings
or domestic animals and fowls, is stiil
open, and the successful man can count
upon a public subscription to an equal
amount, and also upon a reward from
each of the other Australian govern-
ments,” Many millions of rabbits are
killed in Australia every year, but the
immense siaughter does not keep down
the numbers. Rabbit skins are an arti-
cle of commerce, and in most of the
cities there are rabbit skin exchanges,
justas we have cotton or corn ex
changes in American cities. In a sin-
gle city, Dunedin, New Zealand, fifteen
millions of rabbit skins are sold at the
exchange every year, and in some years
the dealings have reached twenty “mil-
lions. The bunnies in the Australian
colonies are all descended from seven
rabbits that were taken there from Eng-
land in 1851. An enterprising Austra-
lian on a visit to the mother country
thought that it would be a fine thing to
have some rabbits at the antipodes, so
that they could be “coursed” with the
dogs, and when he returned he took a
cage full of the harmless little animals.
For a year or so all that he bred were
distributed through the colonies, as
every body wanted them; his name is
not held in affectionate remembrance,
and he is not looked upon asa benefac-
tor of his race, In England, as in
America, the increase of rabbits is kept
within bounds by the foxes, wolves and
other noxious animals that prey upon
them ; there is no such restraint = in
Australia,and hence the terrible results.
Thousands and thousands of square
miles of land suitable for sheep pasturing
have been devastated by rabbits, and
hundreds of farmers and sheep owners
have been ruined financially.
“A Scotchman living 1n Australia
and visiting his native land carried back
a thistie, the emblem of Scotland as the
reader is doubtless aware. A grand
banquet was held in Melbourne by two
hundred Scotchmen, and the thistle, in
a huge vase, occupied the place of hon-
or in the centre of the table. It was
toasted and cheered, and the next day it
| was planted with a greatdeal of ‘rejoic-
ling, The thistle grew and thrived, and.
in due time itsdown was scattered by
the winds, other thistles sprang from
the seed, and their down was scattered,
and in a few years the thistle had made
itself thoroughly at home in all parts of
Australia. It hes rooted out the native
grasses on thousands—I could almost
say millions— of acre of pasture land,
destroyed sheep runs by the hundred,
and causéd general execration of the
Scotchman who took so much pains to
import the original. In a similar man-
ner the watercress, the English sparrow,
the common sweetbrier and other exo-
tics have proved very troublesome and
caused immense losses. The watercress
has choked rivers, caused great floods
and impeded navigation ; the sweetbriar
has become a strong tenacious bush
which spreads with great rapidity, des-
troying the grasses; and the innocent
daisy has been nearly as injurious as the
thistle. Fitty English sparrows were
taken to Australia in 1860, and now
there are countless millions of them in
the colonies. They refuse to eat insects
like their ancestors,but devote themselves
to fruit, grain, peas, and other vegeta-
ble thing, to the ruin ot hundreds of
farmers and gardeners. Moral—Beware
of exotics in a new country.’
Hazrerox, July 22.--Mrs. Garoyer
went huckleberrying this morning and
left her thirteen-year-old daughter at
home to mind the baby. When she re-
turned early this afternoon she found
the door of the house locked. Summon-
ing assistance she broke the ‘door open
and was horrified to find her daughter
dead upon the floor in a pool of blood,
her throat cut from ear to ear, and a
large carving knife close beside her
head.
Her clothing was torn in numerous
places, and at first %it was supposed that
some fiend had attempted outrage and
being unable to overcome the girl, had
cut her throat. It was soon discovered,
however, that the box containing the
savings of the family had been rifled of
its contents and the theory now is that
the murderer was discovered in the act.
and to screen himself added murder to
theft. There is no clue to the perpetra-
tor of the crime.
ALTE LS
A thin,nervous-looking man step-
ped up to the pastcr as the latter came
down from the pulpit. “You had a
good deal to say this morning,” he ob-
served, “about a fellow that killed a
man named Abel.”
“Certainly,” replied the pastor, “the
‘Sin of Cain’ was the subject of my dis-
course,”
“I wish you to do me a *favor next
Sunday,” said the thin man, in some
excitement, ‘to tell the folke that the
man youn was talking about this morn-
ing ain’t no relation to the Kane that
keeps a livery stable down by the grist
mill. I don’t want none of my friends
i The longing looks cast at the fiowers by | to think that I had a hand in that
{ the little tote "hurdly able to walk add | killin’. Thats all. Good day.”
a ———
more positively to the contradiction. | "
Put Me In My Little Bed. |
I am dizzy, dizzy, dizzy ; |
And [ want to go to bed, |
I've no appetite to eat,
And headache racks my head.
In other words, I am suffering from a
bilious attack, but Dr, Pierce’s Pleasant |
| Pellets will bring me around all right
by to-morrow. They often cure head-
achein an hour. I have found them |
the best cathartic pill in existence. They
produca no nausea or griping, but do |
their work thoroughly. They are con- |
venient to carry in the vest-pocket, and
pleasant to take. In vials ; 25 cents.
—Uniformity of color, weight and size
are valuable conditions in a lot. of hogs
offered in the market; other things be-.
ing equal, an even lot sells first and at
higher rates” per pound. In some
markets color itself has a great deal to
do with demand; many buyers at cen-
tral points have standing orders from
large Eastern packers to buy every-
thing that will pass of a certain color.
White is popular in some markets; in
others black is preferred.
Chapter 1: Weak tired, no appeti te.
Chapter 2: Take Hood’s Sarsaparilla.
Chapter 3: Strong, cheerful, hungry.