Bellefonte, Pa., Sept. Ii, 1891.
THE GOOD OLD WAY.
There was a nice young fellow
As ever you did see ;
ikewise a nice young lady,
Just as good ashe;
And so they chanced one day to meet,
When they were feeling gay,
And so, of course, they fell in love,
The good old way.
He feared he should not get her,
So he was was feeling blue;
And she was in conniption fits
For fear he would not, too;
But such thin trouble did not last,
I am real glad to say:
hey soon were married firm and fast,
The good old way.
Then were the gossips watching,
The tattle bage perplexed,
And Mrs. Grundy itching,
For what was coming next;
Some thought they’d have a family,
Some blockheads answered, nay.
They raised ten children, yes, they did,
The good old way.
They lived and helped each other,
As they agreed before;
And so God's blessing came to them,
In basket and in store ;
They knew enough to save a cent,
Safe, for a rainy day;
And peacefully through life they went,
The good old way.
They lived long, useful Christian lives,
In all good honest pride, :
Till old Time banged them with his seythe,
And then, of course, they died;
They had great, splendid funerals,
The best words folks could say ;
Then side by side we buried them.
I'he good old way.
This is a song and sermon too,
And true memorial rhyme ;
And folks who live so just and true
Are blessed, all the time;
A splendid loving, useful life,
Such always find its pay, .
‘Who walk like these, my kith and kin,
The good old way.
Their graves are green, they may be seen,
Their monuments I see: 3
And memory gives them back again,
For all their love to me; :
Love rules the world with power and ‘might,
Love guides us home to stay, ;
And heaven shines bright to kindly light
The good old way.
—From the Brookiyn Eagle.
SHE LIVED AGAIN.
Imagine a perfect morning in June.
A lovely woman leanad on the window-
sill of a low roofed, many gabled coun-
try house, situated in a picturesque hol-
low, surrounded by wooded hills, or-
chards and meadow lands. There was
an abstracted look in the deep gray
eyes lifted unconsciously from the
spring-grasses and budding roses, and
all the wild, riotous life in the garden
below, to the far distance, where the
pale green of the maples rested against
the blue of the June sky, and delicate,
fleecy clouds drifted silently to the far
West.
She was in a reverie and wondered
if life meant to her what it did to other
women. She has read of hearts torn
with contending passions, of women
who had given all for love and thought
the world well lost. She had read but
could not understand. Was she then
capable of feeling ? :
She glanced back over her past life,
her unromantic courtship and prosaic
marriage. Only a family arrangement”
cemented by the nuptial knot. Did
she love her husband? Not, certainly,
as some women loved. Her eyes had
never lighted, her cheek had never
‘flushed at his approach.
She was a stranger to the pangs of
jealously. Why had she been denied
the bliss, the torment, of love and hate?
Why must her life be colorless, like
‘the pale tints in yonder western sky ?
The crunch of horses’ feet upon the
gravel announced the return of Mr.
‘Cameron, and with him a stranger.
Leaning down among the roses, she
looked straight into a pair of eyes,
soft, velvety black, that held her gaze
for just one instant with their eubtle
magnetism. A blush dyed her cheek
as she left the window, and with back-
ward glance, woman like, at the mir-
ror, she swept down the wide stairway
to greet her husband and his guest.
Reginald Brentand and Fairfax Cam-
eron had been fast friends in youth but
drifted apart, as men will, only to meet
after ten years’ separation. Cameron
was a broad shouldered fellow, not ex-
actly plain, but commonplace—the last
man in the world, seemingly, to play
the hero of a girl's love story. Regin-
ald Breatand, on the other hand, was
tall and slender, with dark hair, olive
complexion, and magnetic eyes, shad-
«d by long, curling lashes; eyes which
became at times dangerously beautiful.
For just one moment Violet's rose
leat ofa hand lay in his, yet the touch
-of her palm sent the hot Southern blood
bounding tumultuonly through his
veins. She stood before him in a flood
of sunlight, her brown hair like waves
-of gold, her even pulse beats rising and
falling calmly, her red lips just parted
~—such a sweet tender mouth !—the
rest of her face pale and cold, and he
‘marveled at her beauty.
Later, sitting on the wide, old-fash-
ioned porch, while the yellow moon
flooded the earth with its mellow radi-
ance, hie watched her, and wondered
why this woman, the wife of aaather
man, should stir his soul to its pro-
foundest depths, and awaken feelings
dormant in his breast for many a
year.
“You must jook out for Brentand,
WViclet,” said Cameron, when husband
and wife were together. “He is an im-
pressionable fellow, and scems greatly
taken with you.”
“Is that a joke, Fairfax?’ she asked,
coidiy. ff so, 1 confess Ido not like
iL?
“You take things too seriously,” said
her husband, jovially. “I speak oan
the young man’s account, not. yours,
my fair ice queen.”
“Mr. Brentand knows I am a mar-
ried woman,” said Violet, “and will
find that 1 am not given to flirtation.
Aad now tell me of your journey, Fair-
fax”
The month of roses slipped away,
yet Brentand stayed on, a welcome
guest, and though Violet drew about |
her the wit and beauty of the country
and town, he only saw her calmly
the melody of her finely modulated
voice.
at the entrance of a vine-draped arbor.
| It was a glorious night; the heavens
bent low above them, and pulsing
through the purple twilight stole the
sweet, sad strains of a waltz.
rude touch, and then paced back and
sky, throwing one parting, regretful
glance backward at the stormy, pas-
sionate face uplifted to her own. Andin
emotions.
knew also that she, as a true woman,
should tell him so; but she could not
and gazed with longing eyes far out on
gro, fishing and dozing in his boat, and
the fairy island, to be taken from it an | &
It lay | pl
black hair.
for many long weeeks, blissfal uncon-
sciousness,
low and level, a tangled mass of ver-
dure, save for one precipitous rock,
like a warning finger pointed seaward.
and stood silent and solitary, looking
westward, where the declining sun
glimmered across the blue waters like
a golden pathway to heaven. She
bared her head to the refreshing breezes
failed to arrest her attention,
clasped hands and steadfast gaze she
stood like a beautiful statue, until a
an impatient climber, fell with a sharp,
metallic ring upon the rocks.
with the object of her thoughts—Re-
ginald Brentand.
his dark face flushing at sight of her.
Crusoe until I caught sight of your
cameo-like profile so clearly defined
against the pale azure of the sky.”
formally, trying to appear at ease.
umphing in her confession.
ing seat upon this boulder,and I will lie
at your feet.”
and he picked up a little blue and gold
volume lying on the ground and began
to read, his mellow voice a melody in
itself. How handsome he was! she
thought, watching his bright, expres
sive face.
looking straight at her, said :
soon ? I wonder if you will care ?
SRY
‘One sultry summer evening they met
His heart beat madly as he gazed
into her eyes which drooped beneath |
his ardent glances.
swept vine caught in the meshes of her
hair.
ous fingers he gently disentangled it.
He felt her sweet, perfumed breath on
his cheek. Ah, she was so perilously
near !
Suddenly a wind-
Bending over her, with tremul-
Suddenly he encircled her with
his arms.
With a frightened cry Violet slipped
from him and was gone. He watched
th flutter of her white garments as she
fled like a frightened bird from his
forth upon the terrace until the dreamy
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ing nearer and nearer and once a great |
wave dashed up to their very feet. It
was evident that the whole island would
be submerged. Would succor never
come ?
In vain they strained their eyes to
see a coming sail ; no boat dared ven-
ture outin such a terrible storm.
At last they could get no higher, the
aves had them at their mercy. Al-
ready they stood ankle deep in the
treacherous flood.
Then Violet crept to Brentand, and
like a tired child, hid her unprotected
head upon his breast.
barriers between them now; a short
hour at the most and they would be
struggling for their lives out there on
the storm tossed waters.
There were no
Hush—what was that—a shout—a
cry? Ah, surely, that was her hus-
band’s voice!
catch the sound—again, and nearer—
they were saved! A long answering
She strained her ears to
waltz music ceased, the lights were out ! cry, and a boat was tossing under the
and the guests departed.
Tbe moon dropped down the western
strained convulsively to his
then he fastened the rope thrown him
about her waist and tenderly lowered
rocks.
One moment Brentand held Viole
heart;
her room Violet knelt with tears 1 her/| her to the waiting arms below.
eyes, and a heart torn with contending
After that Mrs. Cameron passed
among her guests coldly,quiet as ever;
her husband least of all dreamed that
under her calm exterior beat a heart of
fire. She knew that after what had
passed between them Brentand had no
right to linger under his friend's roof—
banish Cameron’s friend, she urged in
weak excuse, without arousing his
the knowledge of his friend's treachery.
One day, tossed by conflicting emo-
tions, she wandered down to the shore
the blue waves, until her eyes rested
upon a little island reposing like an
emerald on the bosom of the lake.
“How quiet it looks out there!” she
murmured. “How peaceful! And, oh,
how I long for rest! And to think that
I should once have pined for this tum-
ult of soul I”?
She came presently upon an old ne-
with his assistance was landed upon
hour later when he returned.
Slowly she climbed its jagged side,
which toyed with the moist rings of
her golden hair.
A bout gra ting on the beach below | a
With | li
bit of stone, loosened by the foot of
She turned, and stood face to face
He laughed gayly,
“I was fancying myself a Robinson
“You are complimentary,” she said
He smiled, understanding and tri-
“Come,” he said, ‘here 1s a charm-
She obeyed his gesture in silence,
* Suddenly he closed the book, and
“Do you know I am going away
She paled slightly, but answered
“All right, Brentand,” cried Camer-
on. “Look to yourself now, old fellow
—T'll keep a lock out here.’
Brentand crawled cautiously to the
edge of the cliff, and dropped iuto
the seething flood.
tled with the waves, but his limbs were
chilled, andthe pitiless billows flung
him back against the sharp rocks. Ie
rose to the surface and struck out for
the boat ; a dozen hands were stretched
forth; he sank, but strong arms grasp-
ed him, and they laid him, limp and
| suspicions. Kind honest Fairfax! He | li
suspected nothing ; why pain him with
Manfully he bat-
feless at her feet.
Slowly Violet awoke to a confused
murmur of many voices, and opened
her eyes to find Cameron bending
anxiously over her, his kind blue eyes
full of tender solicitude.
knew her heart—how wicked, how un-
true!
Ah, it he but
The storm was oyer, the stars were
shining, and down on the beach a
crowd had gathered, the twinkling of
many lauterns
shadows on the
With hushed voices they toiled up the
weary slope.
the pall-like covering, and tor one
moment Violet's eyes looked down on
throwing grotesque
weed-strewn sands.
The night wind lifted
corpse, with matted blood on its tem-
es, and sea weed tangled in its coal
One glimpse, and then,
After a lingering convalescence,
Fairfax Cameron carried his wife away
for a change of scene.
turned she seemed qnite like her old
self again, though a trifle quieter and
colder; but ever in her heart one
thought lay uppermost, “It was I who
killed him,
as a good woman should, he would be
As strength re-
Had I sent him from me
ving yet. Ah, surely, my punish-
ment is greater than I can bear.”
Whatever Fairfax Cameron divined
of his wife’a secret, he held his peace.
He was only a commonplace man, but
loyal
when two sunny-haired babies clung
about Violet's neck and wooed her from
her sad memories, the hidden fire in
her tense nature burst forth unfettered,
and putting the past resolutely behind
her, she lived again—and loved.
and brave. And by-and-by,
The N egroes.
We have had something to say about
the great Southern Expositon to be held
in the city of Raleigh, N. C., and that
one of its leaders is Hon. Jon. T. Pat-
rick, of Raleigh, who is Secretary. Con-
nected with the Exposition is what is
known as the Colored People’s Depart-
ment, presided over by Rev. J. C.
Price, D. D., a full blooded negro of fine
appearance, as black as black can be,
as eloquent as any man in the United
States, white or colored. He is said to
be by all odds a much smarter man
than Fred Douglass.
the Livingston College, of Salisbury,
N. C., an institution for colored people,
with an attendance of more than three
hundred pupils.
has done more for the advancement of
He is president of
This is the man who
calmly enough :
“So soon—and why 2”
“Because you are able to strangle
my soul in a mesh of your gold colored
hair,” he quoted in tones inconceivably |
But she turned her back on the elo-
quence of his pleading eyes.
“What nonsense you men think it
necessary to talk to women,” she said,
lightly. “I wonder what has become of
my sable boatman? It looks as though
we were to have a storm.”
She would not even glance at him,
and frowning, his eyes sought the
Why had the sunshine faded
out of the western sky? Why this
darkness from: which the very birds
fled affrighted 2”
An ominous stillness rested on the
glassy surface of the lake, and present-
ly a low, moaning wind, ending in a
shriek, lashed the white capped waves
into long, huagey tongues, lapping ont
tor their prey on the rocks below.
Violet turned to Brentand in af-
“Shall we be in danger?” she asked.
“I am a terrible coward in a storm.”
“Ne, no!” he said reassuringly,
though his face was set and white as
he watched his boat float from ite
“We are beyond the reach
of the waves, and the old fisherman
will surely remember.”
Just then the great black cloud that
hung so threateningly above their heads
parted, and a fiery sheet of lightning
filled earth and sky with a blinding
through the heavens and the rain fel]
Through the dim, awful light Violet
saw as In some hideous nightmare
Brentand’s face as he carefully adjust
ed his coat about her trembling form,
and drew her to a sheltered spot, where
a huge boulder partially protected her
from the fury of the tem pest,
Moments seemed hours to these two
watchers, perched on that dizzy cliff
smiling face—his ears drank in but
over the seething, boiling waters. They
could hear the billows stealthily creep-
his race than any other negro, living or
dead, and it was a fitting honor to con-
fer upon him the position of Chief of
the Colored Department of the Ex-
position.
It willbe worth a trip from any
Northern State to see the progress the
negro is making * in his Southern home.
Every Southern State has its colored
organization, with a State Commissioner
to work up its colored exhibit. The
State organizations have under them an
organization in each county. The ne-
groes are more thoroughly organized in
this work than they ever were before fur
any purpose. They have had set apart
for them separate buildings in which to
make their displays.
This display of the negro will show
whether ornot the race is improving
during freedom. Tt will show on what
terms the white and colored people live
together.
The round trip rates from New York,
Baltimore and Washington during Oc-
tober and November will be less than
fifteen dollars. The price of lodging in
the temporary hotels on the Exposition
grounds will be fifty cents per day. The
hotel charges will be from one to two
and a balf dollars. Accommodations
ean be secured in advance by sddsessing
Hotel Department of the Southern Ex.
position, Raleigh, N. C.
Large numbers of Northern manu-
facturers will have machinery and goods
on exhibition. The management ad-
mits all classes of mannfactured goods
made in the Northern States.
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Bright Skies for Campbell,
CoLuMBUSs, Sept. 2.—Senator Calvin
S. Brice, chairman of the Democratic
national committee, was here Tuesday,
and took occasion to remark that Gover-
ernor Campbell will surely be re-
elected .
He said : “Governor Campbell will
gain largely with the farmers and with
the workingmen, and will be supported
by the new voters and young men, with
whom he is a prime favorite.” Brice
also said that the northwest was getting
into line again for the Democratic nom.
inee,
Roanoke’s Wonderful Record.
The Story of Its Growth Briefly Told.
Roanoke has a population of over 22-
000. Its citizens are from pearly every
State in the Union. Eight years ago it
had 600 people. Its growth at present
is on a more solid basis and more rapid
than ever before in its history.
Roanoke is located at the junction of
the Shenandoah and Roanoke valleys,
its altitude is 907 feet and it is surround-
ed by a rich agricultural and mineral
country.
Roanoke is distant just eight hours’
ride from Washington and Norfolk,
nine from Baltimore, twelve from Phil-
adelphia, and fourteen from New York.
It is situated at the junction of the
Shenandoah Valley and Norfolk and
Western railroads, both trunk lines, and
is easily reached from any section of the
country.
The Roanoke and Southern railroad
is now being built to this place from
Winston, N. C., and will open up the
trade of the Carolinas to this section
next fall. The Valley branch of the
Baltimore and Ohio runs to Lexington,
forty miles distant, and a road filling
the connecting link will be constructed
to Roanoke in ashort time.
The growth of the city dates from
1882, when the headquarters of the
Norfolk and Western were removed
here from Lynchburg, the Shenandoah
Valley road was completed, and the
Roanoke Machine Works, employing
at present 1,700 hands, was established.
Since then millions of dollars have flow-
ed into the city in the establishment of
manufactures and other business.
Coal and iron and the rich agricul-
tural lands of the section have contri-
buted to the growth.
Roanoke has sixty five miles of streets
and eight miles of street railway inside
the corporate limits. A dummy line
extends to Vinton, a distance of two
miles eost and to Salem, six miles west.
Throughout the city electricity, in a
short time, will take the place of horses
as motive power.
The water works are sufficient to
furnish a city of 50,000 inhabitants.
The supply comes from a pure. cold
spring bat gushes from the side of Mill
Mountain, and is without equal in any
city in the country, It is undoubtedly
a specific for mauy forms of kidney
disease.
Light is furnished by the Gas Com-
pany and the Electric Light ana Motor
Power Company.
The property valuation, according to
the assessment of this year, is nearly
$9,000,000, besides the railroad property
and the Roanoke Machine Works.
The increase in the value of reality was
about $5,000,000 over the previous as-
sessment of four years ago ; but present
values are many millions in excess of
those given.
There are four fine hotels—Hotel
Roanoke, the Ponce de Leon, the Con-
tinental, and Hotel Felix--besides a
number of smallerones. All of them
are crowded and constantly turning
away guests.
Roanoke is well supplied with
BANKING FACILITIES.
The First National Bank has a capi-
tal of $100,000, with a surplus of $100,
000; the National Exchange Bank a
capital of $101,000; the Citizens’ Na-
tional Bank a capital of $100,000 ; the
Commercial National Bank a capital of
$100,000 ; the Roanoke Trust, Loan
and Safe Depesite Company a capital of
250,000 ; thie Traders Loan, Trust and
Deposit Company a eapital of $100,000,
the Fidelity Loan and Trust Company a
capital of $200,000 ; and several private
banking concerns transact a large finan-
cial business.
The Roanoke Machine Works, with a
capital of $5,000,000, pays out $65,000
per month in wages to employes.
About $5,000,000 a year is paid in the
city for wages.
Some of the important
MAN®FACTURING PLANTS
are as follows :
Roanoke Machine Works.... woe $5,000,000
West End Iron Co......... 500,000
Crozer Steel and Iron Co... 500,000
American Bridge Works ve 200,000
Ritfe’s Hydraulic Engine Works...... 50,000
Roanoke Canning Factory... ie 50,000
Roanoke Rolling Mills...... «200.000
Roanoke Spike Factory........... au 50,0.0
Roanoke Iron Co., {onsisiing of a
200 ton Furnace, Muck Bar Mill
and Plate WH Nl 000 .. 500,000
Roanoke Brewery................ . 75,000
Bridgewater Carriage Company. of
Roanoke...... beraasiravescisversons serisionss 75,000
Gambill Fiouring Mill Co. sie
Roanoke Milling Company 25,009
Roanoke Gas and Water Co.. 250,000
Roanoke Electric Light Co 50,000
P. L. Terry Milling Co 25,000
Diamond Ice Co. 55,000
Roanoke Ice Co.. 35,000
West End Brick and rl 20,000
Adams Bros.& Payne Brick Co 25,000
Five Planing, mills... ssereen 100,000
Two Tobacco Factories... 50,000
Two Cigar Factories.... 5,000
One mattress factory... 25,000
Cold storage company.... 60,000
Norwich Lock Manufacturing Co. 350,000
Duvall Engine Works........... 60,000
Virginia Blanket Mills Co.. - 50,000
Roanoke Glass Factory.........ueeeeerenne 40,000
DEVELOPMENT COMPANYS.
Some of the most important compan-
ies organized for the development of
Roanoke and this section are :
Roanoke Development Co
Virginia Development Co... 5,000,000
Buena Vista Land Co... . 300,000
112 Land Companies...... eee 1,000,000
This list 1s in'no sense a complete one.
{¢ 8 given to show the diversity of in-
dustries in Roanoke. Scores of enter-
prises, em sloying capital of from $5,000
to $25,000, are omitted for lack of space.
Numerous enterprise, with hundreds of
hundred thousand, are necotiating for a
foothold in this South- western Golconda
and are coming wanthly, weekly,
almost daily.
COMPANIES ORGANIZED IN 1890.
During 1890 132 companies were organ-
ized in Roanoke, with an aggregate
minimum capital of $10,246,300. These
companies are briefly summarized be-
low:
Seventy-five land and real estate in-
vestiment companies, with an aggregate
capital of $5,864,300.
Two cigarette machine conipanies, ag-
gregate capital ot $400,000.
capital $75,000.
One coupling company, capital $100,
000.
One slicec manufacturing company,
$30,000.
One paper bag manufacturing com-
+ pany, $100,000.
Five marble companies with an ag-
gregate eapital of $220,000.
employes and capital reckoned by the |
One grocery and milling company, !
One bridge and iron company, au-
thorized capital, $500,000.
Two power companies, azorecate cap-
ital, $95,000. Panics Aggresa
Two paving companies, $20,000.
One street railway company, $15,000.
One engine company, $150,000.
One cold storage company, $50,000.
Two Banking companies, $150,000.
Four loan, trust and finance compan-
ies, $200,000.
Academy of Music eampany $150,000.
One steam generator company, ¢250,-
000.
One drug company, $4,500.
Three oil companies, $92,000.
One brewing company, $75,000.
* Five coal, coke and iron companies,
$740,000.
Ten building companies, with capital
ageregating $4,330,000.
For the year 1800 the charter books
show that forty-nine charters were
granted, with an ageregate minimum
capital of $1,721,250.
The increase in the number of char-
ters in 1890 over 1839 will be seen to be
eighty-three, and the increase in the
minimum capital $8,525,050.
REAL ESTATE TRANSFERS.
The real estate tiansactions last year
amounted to $17,067,960 from 5,103
transfers.
For 1889 the real estate transactions
amounted to about $7,000,000 from
about 8,000 real estate transfers, so that
the increase in Roanoke real estate
transfers during 1890 over 1889 was ap-
proximately $10,000,000, and the in-
crease in the number of deeds 2,000.
The building operations in Roanoke
in 1890 amounted to over $2,000,000.
The progress of Roanoke in 1890 may
be summarized as follows :
IN DRHAINGS...c.s scree iesnnses senssseriossiss $ 2,000,000
Real estate transactions, ... 17,000,000
Companies organized....o......... <eeene 11,000,000
Increase in realty values according
to assessment on taxation.....e.. ee. 5,000,000
Potal....iiieiiisn eeeen eee $35,000,000
The population increased 6,000,
The improvements in sight for 1891
are summarized as follows :
New buildings +8 3,000,000
.. 1,000,000
Improvement of industries establish-
ed and construction of industries
formerly secured 300,000
City improvements... 500,000
Railroad improvements 3,000,000
Land companies organi 2,200,000
Ot. eesiitcsisrisraiininesicsrnsess. $10,000,000
There are four public schools in the
city—three for whites, with eighteen
teachers, and one eolored school, with
five teachers.
Public school buildings to cost $75,-
000 will be erected this year.
Congress has appropriated $75,000 for
the erection of a public postoffice build-
ing. ,
Roanoke will soon ba a city of
churches. The Southern Methodists,
Presbyterians and Catholics all have
handsome brick houses of worship.
The Methodist Episcopal and Christians
have neat churches,
The Baptists are erecting two "fine
brick churches, one to cost $18,000 and
the other $15,000. The Lutherans are
erecting a magnificent stone church to
cost not less than $5,000. The Epizsco-
palians are ereeting a magnificent stone
church and rectory costing $40,000.
The Southern Methodists will erect this
year a $60,000 church, one to cost $100,-
000, and one neat frame structure. The
German Reformed church will erect a
house of worship, and the Presbyterians
will erect a $10.000 church.
Roanoke has a well organized fire de-
partment of 150 members. The city
has recently awarded the contract for
the Gamewell fire alarm telegraph.
The department has one fine building
and another soon to be erected. All of
the three companies are supplied with
modern equipments.
EE —
Chills and Fever, Malaria and Ague.
In regular malarious localities there
is enough of the poison called malaria
generated to produce in all who are not
acclimated regular chills and fever.
Peruna, in large doses, will break the
chills every time. In other localities
there is just enough malarial poison to
make many people feel indescribably
bad without producing regular chills.
There will be slight, irregular, chilly
sensations, with flashes of heat and cold,
clammy | »rspiration, aching bones and
muscles, bad breath and stomach,” per-
iodical headache or neuralgia, nervous-
ness, sleeplessness, stupor and weakness.
For this condition Peruna is a prompt
and positive cure. It rids the system of
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Tests of Culture.
The chemist Liebig proposed to meas-
ure the standard of civilization by the
consumption of soap—a criterion which
would put the inhabitants of North
Holland at the head of all civilized na-
tions As a more reliable test Edmund
About suggested the sale of steel pens ;
the socialist Bevel, the frequency of re-
form meetingss ; Dr. Bernard, the bse
of undergarments(a luxury unknown to
the semicivilized tribes of Asia and
South America); Protessor Ebers, the
sale of postage stamps. The mileage of
railronds per hondred square miles of
territory might do in comparing coun-
tries af equal dedsity of population, but
otherwise would put Belgium too un-
{ fairly ahead of California and even of
| New England.
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| RELIGIOUS Doas.—The famous St.
| Bernard dogs are very carefully trained.
| A traveler who visited some of the
| monasterics of the monks of St. Bernard
a few years ago found the monks teach-
ing their dogs from the earliest puppy-
hood. Not only is physical and mental
training included in the teaching, but
spiritual culture is by no means neglect-
{ed. At meal time the dogs sit in a
row, each with a tin dish before him
containing his repast. Grace is said by
j one of the monks; the dogs sit motion-
| less with bowed heads. No one stirs
until the “Amen” is spoken. If a
{ frisky puppy partakes of his meal be-
i fore grace is overan older dog growls
and gently tugs his ear,
FEATEINAETE)
The Man With the Resolvent.
New York Evening World.
He came out of the Grund Central
depot with a bulging satchel in his
hand and ran alter a Fourth avenue
car, and shouted to the conductor :
“Hey—you—hold your hosses! If]
was at home I'd foot it an’ suve y nickel,
but I don’t know the way around this
town.”’
From one hole in the satchel peeped
the end of a paper collar, and from
another a blue suspender which hag
faded in the wash, while the owner wus
making a disconsolate linen duster «n-
swer for both coat and vest.
“By gum! but I feel quaky in tho
knees I” sighed the old man as he sat
down and placed the satchel between
his feet. “I know what’s the matter
though—forget to take my resolvent at
the usual hour. Guess I'll take it now
if no ona don’t object.”
The satchel was kept closed by four
wraps of sheep twine tied in a bow
knot, and this Le slowly removed.
Then he took out a white shirt with a
-raspberry stain on the starched bosom,
two pairs of half-wool socks, a box of
paper collars and a plug of tobacco and
laid them on the seat beside him. Then
came & half-pint bottle filled with a
darkish liquid, and he held it up, shook
it, and explained :
“Made of roots and licker, I call it
my resolvent, because it resolves all
through the system. I’ve knowed it to
brace up a man who'd bin dying for
three weeks.”
He pulled the cork, put the bottle to
his mouth and guzzled down four or
five swallows, and then, as he wiped his
mouth on the back of his hand, he ob-
served :
“Ha! Feel it clear down to my toes
a-ready ! Don’t waste no time like
buttermilk, root beer or lemonade, but
goes right to makin’ a feller fell like
turnin’ a cart-wheel. Hev some, nay-
bur ?”’
“No, thank you,” replied the passen-
ger addressed.
“’Twon’t cost you a darned cent,
you know. What I give, I give, and
there’s no Injun about me. You look
a little blue about the roots of the nose,
and one dose will take most of it away.
How is it with you, naybur ?” extend-
ing the bottle to a second.
“Not any for me.”
‘“Mebbe you don’t like to drink out of
a bottle, eh ? Ever oost up a four-
gallon jug in the hay field ? Wall,
mebbe you don’t need any resolvent.
If you change your mind before I get oft
jest speak to me. Young man, you
need some. That yallerish look around
your eyes indicates bile. You’ve bin
eatin’ too much salt pork this summer.
Hev a gurgle 77
The young man had on a dreamy
pair of pants, a delicate pink necktie
and the nattiest of clothes, and he was
so paralyzed that he couldn’t get his
mouth open to reply. Everybody but
he was laughing, when the old man con-
tinued :
“You ain't as hefty as a yearling
lamb, and if I was asked for my opin-
ion I should say it was a case of bile.
This’ll knock ’em. You'll feel better
in five minutes. . Got to go, eh ? Wall,
does anybody in this car want a dose of
this resolvent? I ain’t chargin’ a red
cent, but of course I don’t expect any-
body to be a hog and drink it all up.”
Nobody wanted any, and he restored
all the articles to the satchel, belched up
wind two or three times in a vigorous
manner, and as he worked away at the
sheep twine he said :
“Ive had folks ride five miles and
give mea dollar for a bottle of this.
Sold “nuff last year to pay my taxes and
buy a pump fur the well. I guess it
comes about as nigh bein’ the elixir of
life as anything goin’. Did I offer sone
to you, naybur?”’
The man addressed was at the far end
of the car, and had been reading a news-
paper. He looked at the old man in a
cold, cast-iron way, and made no reply.
“If you want any jest speak about it
afore I get off,” continued the resolvent
man. “The licker in that cost $3 a gal-
lon, but I won't make no charge far a
swallow or two. I call it my resolvent,
because it resolves all around the system
and don’t cut off any corners. Bin tak-
in’ it fur ten years. I'm sixty-eight
years old next month, and you kin see
‘what it’s dun fur me. Dor’t fesl a day
over forty, and I lifted half a barrel of
soft soap into the wagin this mornin’
while my son Jim was spittin on his
hands and gittin’ ready to boost. Wall,
if nobody don’t want any there’ll be the
more left for me, I s’pose. I'll put this
satchel under the seat and go out and
have a smoke. If anybody wants me
just holler and I'll com in. If nobody
don’t want me it’s jist the same. I kin
sell all I kin make right to home, any-
how, and I've got over ’leven dollars
along with me to pay runnin’ expenses.
SS ————————————
Tennyson and His Clay Pipes.
Alfred Tennyson, the greatest living
poet, has shown his appreciation of to-
bacco in deeds rather than in words.
For nearly fifty years he has been a
steady smoker. His finest fancies have
come to him amid the curling wreaths
of his pipe. For a pipe and not a ci-
gar is his habit. Partagas, regalias and
cabanas have na charm tar him. QF «ll
the pipes in the world the common clay
pipe is his choice. His den is at the top
of the house. When in the morning he
sets down to work, the aromatic weed is
before him in an urn large enough to
contain the budget of the chancellor of
the exchequer and dainty enough to be a
casket for Cleopatra's jewels.
A box full of white clay pipes is at
his side, filling one of these nesmokes un-
til 1t is empty, breaks it in twain
and throws the fragments into another
box prepared for their reception; then
he pulls out a fresh pipe, fills it, smokes
it and destroys it as before. He will
not smoke a pipe a second time.—New
York Sun.
A SATISFACTORY INVESTIGATION.—
First Statesman—‘“How is the official
investigation into those boodle charges
coming on ?”’
Second Statesman — “Splendidly,
splendidly We've succeeded in not
finding out a thing.”
I ———
——Atter diphtheria, scarlet fever,
pneumonia, or any other severe illness,
there is no better tonic than Hood’s Sar-
saparilla.