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HER LADYSHIP'S BANGLE.
It was distinctively eastern, very beauti-
ful and incouceivably grotesque, a dull-
gold spiral circled by deep graven dragon
heads with irridescent eyes that threw out
points of green and yellow fire. T caught
myselt gazing at it fixedly more than once,
and as often as I looked I met Bronkton’s
gaze focused on the same object.
“A birthday gift,”” said Mr. Leaming in
my ear, ‘‘Fanshaw brought it from India,
and I understand it represents enormous
values.”
After supper I met Bronkton and Lady
Fanshaw walking down the mooulit path
by the lake. Bronkton was always cari-
ously indifferent to public opinion. It was
well known that he had courted the beauti-
fal Miss Elverton, and that Fanshaw’s
prospects had won the race. Bronkton
went to India immediately after the an-
nouncement of the engagement, and by a
curious freak of fortune met Lady Fanshaw
on the very first night of his return to civi-
lization. =
Lady Faushaw had changed greatly dur-
ing these three years of married life, from
a delightfully fresh, approachable girl to a
very stately, uvapproachable woman of
fashion.
I took a seat in a deeply shadowed nook
overlooking the lake, and presently Bronk-
ton and Lady Fanshaw returned and paus-
ed directly in front of me. The moon was
dazzling; I could see very distinctly every
detail of her dress, with its crust of seed-
peatls, the glint of her pale golden hair,
and the softly outlined profile, as cold as
snow against the placid surface of the wa-
ter. Bronkton stood facing her, his clasp-
ed hands behind him, his fine, dark face
unusually grave.
“I wish you wounldn’t wear that,’”’ he
said abruptly looking down at the bangle.
+‘And why 2” she asked, raising her arm
so that the scintillating gems took fire from
the dazzling moonlight.
“Because it is the price of blood
money.”’
‘Are you superstitious??? with half forc-
ed raillery.
“We get to believe things in India,” he
admitted, quietly. ‘because of the inexpli-
cable happenings that follow our lives in
that strange country.”
She looked down on the cirele of prisoned
fire, still smiling in open scorn.
“You arouse my curiosity sufficiently to
make me wish to hear a story, but, unfor-
tunately, it has none. It was made for me
and the artificer welded into it all the po-
tential virtnes known to mankind, to pro-
tect its wearer from calamity and sudden
death.”
“You mistake,” heanswered calmly; ‘‘it
belonged toan Oriental woman; she wore
it on the night of her marriage—"’
Lady Fanshaw gave him a quick, upward
glance. ‘‘Are yon sure ?”’ she asked.
“Quite sure. There cannot be two such
trinkets in the world. Curious how things
circle back against all conflicting tides. To
think that I should see this again, and on
vour arm ! It wasat Jeysulmere that I
first saw it. I can see the wearer yet as
plainly as though she stood before me ! She
was a Rajput, and they are all very beauti-
ful, von know; totally different from any
other race in India. ' She was the danghter
of a despot, not too barbarous to under-
stand our kind, but too proud to care
whether she understood us or not. The
English bad pushed the old chief to the
wall, and sent 2 man down to tie him safe-
ly in governmental harness. This man,
whose name does not matter, bad almost
finished his work when he met the young
Rajput queen, and he was so dazzled by
her incomparable beauty that ne offered his
enemy his freedom, conditional on his
danghter’s hand ‘in marriage. The despot
greatly feared English vengeance; he paid
the price and fled into the wilderness, due |
explanation being invented to satisfy the
administration in case it looked into the af-
fair. That was all very simple, you see;
but you will not understand the girl’s part
of the sacrifice unless you know something
of the Rajput race pride.’’
“Did she care for him ?’’ Lady Fanshaw
interrupted, speaking for the first time.
Bronkton’s thoughts had gone astraying
while he gazed into the flower like face be-
for him, and he did not answer until she
spoke again, when he came back to a reali-
zation of tangible things with a start.
#No,”’ he answered gravely, ‘‘t is not
possible, with that insurmountable barrier
between them ;besides,she was a good wom-
an, and she knew by instinct that he was
neither good nor honorable.”
‘‘And he—did he love her?’
‘Perhaps, after a fashion. He told her
so, anyway; and she understood that her
father’s escape from death or even life long
imprisonment, which was far worse. hung
unon her decision.”
“And he married her?’ Lady Fanshaw
asked, looking straight at Bronkton.
**No. He was too cowardly to face social
ostracism; the government had placed him
in the wilderness temporarily, and he
chose this way to relieve the tedium; but
he made her his legal wife, understand, as
far as her part was concerned, ‘for he sub-
mitted to the simple marriage rites of her
(caste, which to him were nothing more than
a meaningless pretense, but it saved her
honor. There was another man—a subor-
dinate officer—and she went to him fresh
from the sacrifice that bound her to this
alien, for, in spite of his smooth words, she
mistrasted ‘him, and—I think she hated
him. ‘She demanded to known whether
she was his lawful wife in the eyes of his
people, and he told her the truth—there
was no possibility of evading it in the face
of her presence. Hard, wasn’t it?”
‘It was hard,’’ Lady Fanshaw echoed in
a clear, cold voice. ‘‘Did she care very
much. : es
“Tt is hard to say, I am certain that she
did not love him; but we can not judge of
Hindus by our standard, for they are deep- |
er than the sea, and silent as the grave.
Did I tell you that she was very heautiful?
She wore fairy wronght garments of cob-
web texture, shot with the fires of priceless
gems; the bangle seemed even more beauti-
ful than now—pardon me—it was made
for her you know. She stood on the steps
of the old palace awaiting his retnrn til the
‘blue dusk gathered about her and the stars
lit up her white clad figure nebuouely.
Beside her was a huge vase filled with
blood red dabk lowers, and campaks whose
stiff white petals exhaled the sweet pun-
gent odor of kunless forests. It was very
late when her husband returned; he saw
her at once and sprang to meet her joyfull-
ly, and she spoke; but what she said will
never be known. There was a glint of
prismed fire as she raised her arm to ward
off his caress, then it fell back limply and
something stirred among the flowers, flung
up a hooded head and fastened on her
wrist just below the golden circuit; again
and again it struck the down hanging hand
above and below the jeweled gaud, but she
never stirred; her husband, a coward as
well as a liar, was unarmed, and he fell
back to summon help, but when her ser-
vant reached her she had fallen where she
stood, and the overturned vase lay at her
feet.”’ NW
Lady Fanshaw’s face quivered with irre-
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compellingly.
“He was not utterly without feeling,” =
he went on quietly, ‘‘he left her father the
peace which she had purchased so dearly,
so her saerifice- was not wholly in vain; but
it.was a sad.ending of a. young and inno-
cent life. Do you wonder that I donot
like to see that jewel on your arm ?”’
“Lady Fanshaw lifted her deadly pale
face to bis, and ‘their eyes met understand-
ingly: a rale wos is ’
‘And that man ?’’ she demanded.
‘He is a knave and a coward, but for the
sake of other lives closely touching his he
must be nameless.”
“Ah! And the other man?’ in an emo-
tionless whisper.
“Your ladyship’s humble servant.”
She raised her jewel-girt arm while
Bronkton slipped the glittering trinket
from its resting place ; it dropped from his
his fingers, glinted over thegrassy terrace,
and cut the rippleless surface of the lake
into littleglassy wavelets. Her ladyship’s
pand dropped and she shivered as with
sudden cold.
“It was not a pretty story,” she said in
the far off voice of a dreamer, ‘‘and yet hers
was the easier part !”’
_Bronkton’s gaze followed her across the
widening circles that trai'=d off into a sheet
of molten silver. *‘Ithink it ‘was,’ he
answered slowly.—From the Home Journal.
Why Bryan Will Win.
Farmers, Artisans and Small Tradespeople Not
Sharers in “Prosperity.” Trusts a Huge Sponge.
What chance has Bryan of being elected?
Naturally the editor of a Democratic news-
paper will say that he has a great chance,
whether be really thinks so or not. This is
his business.
Upon this occasion we will mention some
classes of people whom we believe will
vote for Bryan this year. If yon doubt it,
ask some of them.
Ask the drummer who he will vote for.
A vast number of them have lost their posi-
tions because of combinations which per-
mit of one traveling man doing the work
of several.
McKinley prosperity has hurt them.
He will tell you that he voted for Mec-
Kinley four yearsago. He isgoing to vote
for Bryan this year. ! .
He “can tell yon why too. He can talk.
The same brain and tongue that make him
a good drummer make hima good Bryan
worker.
The drommer is not only going to vote
for Bryan. That is not his speed. He is
going to work for him. Helis scattered all
through this big country and he will come
pretty near equaling the McKinley cam-
paign orators in number.
The drummer is going to be quite a factor
in the campaign this fall.
Ask the man who keeps the cigar store
who he is going to vote for. He voted for
MeKinley last year.
He is going to vote for Bryan. He has
to buy his goods from the tobacco trust.
He can’t make any money. The trust gob-
bles the profits of the business.
The cigar stand is a great place for politic-
al discussion. Men congregate there and
talk about men, conditions and issues. The
keeper of the store is looked up to as a man
pretty well posted. He has much influence
in the discussions. His views of Bryan and
trusts are certain to set his friends think-
ing.
. Ask the grocer: who he is going to vote
for. ‘Or the man who keeps the little hard-
ware store. Ask any of the store keepers
who are pinched by the trust.
You will find that very few of them in-
tend to vote against Bryan.
The small dealer who was driven out of
business by the gobbling trusts, or who is
s0 squeezed by the rapacious monstrosities
that he makes but a scanty living will tell
you that he is going to vote against Mr.
McKinley.
Ask any of the men who bave been thrown
out of employment by the trusts who they
are going to vote for.
Ask any of the’ men who are aware that
they are being bled by the trusts who they
are going to vote for.
They are going to vote for Bryan. They
will tell you that they are very sorry that
they voted for McKinley four years go.
The extraordinary growth and boldness
of the trusts during the past four years will
make those injured and affected vote for
relief. These gigantic combinations have
gulped up the small dealer; thrown vast
numbers of people out of employment, and
‘the majority of them are bleeding the peo-
e. : fy
‘When man is in danger he seeks safety;
and when he is suffering he wants relief.
‘Mr. McKinley has had a chance to save
and relieve the people from dangerous and
criminal trusts, but he has failed to do.so.
His administration has been a trust in-
cubator. It has been most prolific of greed
and criminal combinations. It has hatch-
ed out all kinds of capitalistic schemes to
bleed the people.
‘The man to appeal to is Bryan. All the
trusts are opposed to him. - They will use
all their power to defeat him... ~~ =
That fact is one of the hest things that
can be said in favor of Mr. Bryan.
THE TRUSTS ARE AGAINST MR. BRYAN.
One of the worst things that can be
‘shown against McKinley is that the trusts
‘will support him for re-election.
The trusts are for Mr. McKinley.
And the trusts are only one issue in the
campaign—certainly a most important one,
But there are other important issues.
‘Don’t yon think it looks good for Bryan
on the trast issue ?—Syracuse Telegram,
y gil Fits ip . 3 ;
An Uncanny Elevator.
Columbia college has an’ elevator that
not only runs but stops itself. All you
have to do upon entering it is to touch a
button indicating at which floor you want
the elevator to stop, and lo! and behold,
with the docility of any trained servant
that elevator will halt at the right floor
and politely open its door for you to alight.
The only drawback is in the event of an ac-
cident. Without any elevator boy whom
to censure and upon whom to let loose the
vials of your wrath an elevator accident is
shorn of its choicest, not to say most con-
solatory features. Perhaps the automatic
elevator is beyond accidents. A trip in it
is about as uncanny an experience as there
is going. President Low says he's going
to give his self-stopping elevator a degree,
and let it wear a cap and gown if it wants
to do so. Many a human being, upon
whom the college has bestowed all the
honors in its powers, shows far less sense
and discretion than that elevator.
— Subscribe for the WATCHMAN.
“McKinley Prosperity.”
Strikes, Shutdowns, Overproductions, Faliing Prices,
Destroy an “Issue. ” :
For some reason or other the Republican
slog ‘pr rity,’’ is net newadays
v re- | heard in the land so mugh as it was earlier
pressible emotion, and she made as if to |
turn, but Bronkton’s eyes held her gaze
he eampaign. The McKinley spell-
der has already begun to talk about
pethil le a Eo :
Anyone who has observed the commer-
‘eial reports in the newspapers during the
past two weeks will not be long in discov-
‘ering the cause for this change of tune.
The. simple fact. is that ‘McKinley. pros
perity’’ has hegun to wape. The abate:
ment has been in progress for some time,
but the news is only just now beginning
to reach the surface where it may be read
of all men: : me
The cotton mills of New England have
shut down to the extent of 3,000,000 spin-
dles, throwing thousands of men out of
employment. Woolen mills are in a simi-
lar state of depression, while all the cog-
nate industries have felt the pressure and
the result is, of course, first seen upon the
pay rolls.
The number of workingmen uow out of
employment in working centres would be
appalling at any time. It brings nothing
but dismay to the Republican campaign
managers who have counted upon the
prosperity slogan as one of the best feat-
ures of the campaign.
All of which is awkward, of course, toa
prosperity campaign. To show how wide-
spread is the movement, here are
some brief dispatches chosen almost at
random covering the industrial situation
since July 1st:
FALL RIVER, Mass, July 7.—This has
{been a bad week for organized labor.
From a season of extraordinary promise
the times have dwarfed to a point where
curtailment of production is imperative,
and where a cutdown in wages is only pre-
vented by the solid front presented by the
best organized textile bodies extant. The
The manufacturers’ selling pool, repre-
senting the employers of about 20,000
hands, have agreed to shut down their
mills for four weeks each. The Chase mill,
employing 760 hands, was the first to give
notice. The Robeson mill, 400 hands, fol-
lowed suit. It all about 20,000 operatives
will lose one month’s pay, amounting to
$625,000 in a city whose whole interest
nearly is in the cotton industry. Only
about 75,000 pieces of cloth were sold this
week. Last spring the sales went as high
as 1,000,000 in a single day. Then the
manufacturers boasted of prosperity in
store and run mills night and day against
the desire of the working men and women.
Now the poor will be reduced to want.
PITTSBURG, July 6.—Notices were
posted in the plate mill of Moorhead
brothers at Sharpsburg to-day announcing
that beginning on Monday next there
would be a 20 per cent. reduction of wages
throughout the plate mill.
MIDDLEBORO, Tenn., July 9.—All the
clerical force employed by the Virginia
iron, coal and coke company at the Middle-
boro works has struck. The cause is a re-
duction of 20 per cent. in salaries,
SCRANTON; July 26.—The threatened
strike of the runners and drivers employed
at the North Scranton mines of the Dela-
ware and Hudson coal company was made
effective this morning. Six hundred men
attended the Vonstorch slope and the Dick-
son, Marvine and Leggett’s creek shafts
absolutely refused to go to work until
there was some satisfactory adjustment of
the wage differences which they claimjex-
ists between them and the company.
With the three mines of the company
which have now been idle for a week past,
the strike begun this morning makes idle,
all told, 4,200 men and boys. The trouble
has been pending nearly two weeks, and
they declare every effort they made to am-
icably ‘reach an understanding was met
with insolence and in some instances they
were cursed.
The, Philadelphia Times, (Rep.) says
“Thousands of men in Penusylvania are
to be thrown out of employment .of the
steel mills thionghout the State for an in-
definite time. This was virtually settled
at a meeting of the leading manufacturers,
held in the Federal steel company’s office
yesterday. itm
It was stated that overproduction had so
injured the trade that it is now at a very
low ebb, and a general closing of all mills
for from thirty to sixty days was deemed
advisable.
The first to put up shutters was the Du-
quense steel company, of Pittsburg, the
leader of the Carnegie interests. It banked
its furnaces Wednesday and 2,400 employes
are wondering when the fires will be re-
lighted. The same condition exists at Me-
Keesport, Braddock and Youngstown,
where all mills will close within a fort
night. :
A few days ago the McCormick reaper
works, Chicago, which ordinarily employs
5,000 men, laid off one-half its force for av
indefinite period.
Aid to One Struck by Lightning.
It is'a popular belief that death from
lightning is caused by internal burns or by
the rupture of some vital organ, such as
the heart the lungs or the stomach; but,
‘though severe lesions may sometimes oc-
cur, post mortem examinations seldom re-
veal any serious affections of the viscera, or
for that mater, anything abnormal in the
physiological conditions of the stricken
Person, The same also applies to persons
led by contaet with live wires. ' In case
of lightning stroke and electric shock some
of the nerve centres are immensely stimn-
lated. One of these, the medulla oblongata,
‘situated at the head of the spinal cord, ex-
ercises considerable control over the move-
ments of respiration; while the nerve
which sends it out, and which. is called
from its wanderings, the vagns, has a sim-
ilar power over the action of the heart; so
that when these nerve masses are subjected
to any undue excitement the functions of
respiration and circulation are interfered
‘with. For this reason, in all cases, wheth-
er of lightning stroke or electric shock, the
sufferer is ‘to be placed without delay in
the most favorable position for breathing,
so that by energetically rubbing all parts
of the body, and especially by regnlar
traction of the tongue, respiration may be
restored if possible. No attentions have
‘recalled animation more than once when
all hopes of recovery were given up. In
one case 45 minutes elapsed before the pa-
tient gave signs of returning animation,
and at the end of two hours he was able to
speak. He experienced no other injury
than buns on the hands and thigh.
Didn't Fit Him.
Doctor Macnamara, a noted ex-teacher
of England, once asked a hoy in a rural
school the definition of the word “pilgrim.”
‘*A pilgrim,’’ answered the boy, ‘is a man
who travels from place to place.” ‘I do
that,” said the inspector; ‘am Ia pilgrim?’
The answer came : ‘‘No, sir; a pilgrim is a
good man.”
Lim we
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An Island of Widows.
Every Husband Residing Upen it was Drowned by the
Sinking of a Boat.
Off the coas’ of Norway is a small island
called Aarlud, which boasts the unique
distinction of being peopled exclusively
by widows. The circumstances under
which this state of affairs was brought
ahont are no less curious than distressing.
‘A short time since a man arrived on the
island from Haugesund, on the mainland,
with his wife and family, to participate in
the spring egg gathering. While testing
his ropes .on.a cliff, preparatory to.com-
mencing bis search he: happened to make a
falsestep forward over the cliff. He was
instantly killed. - As there had not been a
death on the island since eleven years be-
fore. when a hoy was killed by a boulder
from the same cliff falling on him, the oc-
currence vaturally cast a goom over the
small community established there. This
consisted of some thirty fishermen with
their families. As a mark of sympathy
and respect all the men determined to at-
tend the funeral of the unfortunate, which
was to take place at the cemetery at Hau-
gesund on the mainland. But darmg the
proceedings at the burial ground a tre-
mendous gale arose. When the men re-
turned to their smack-the storm was at its
height.
After carefully considering the situation
the thirty fishermen determined to sail for
Aarlud, and having taken advantage of the
opportunity to replenish their household
supplies the boat was rather heavily laden.
Their progress through the angry sea was
most anxiously watched by the people on
the mainland, who, when the boat had
gone the distance of abonta wileand a
half from the coast, saw that the vessel was
in great dis ress. Efforts wereat once made
to go to 1ts assistance, but the heavy sea
beat back every boat that was launched. A
few moments afterward the unfortunate
smack plunged forward into the trough of
the foaming waves and forever disappeared
from mortal view. Every one o its thirty
occupants was drowned, and on the follow-
ing morning their bodies were found along
the beach.
News of the disaster was as speedily as
possible conveyed to the island. Every
wife in the place bad, by the dreadful
event heen wade a widow, and out of thir-
ty as many as twenty eight were left with-
out any means of support. These women
are now receiving assistance from the Nor-
wegian Government, which is credited with
the intention of settling a number of sin-
gle men on the island as soon as arrange-
ments can be made. Until that is done
however, all its women must of necessity
1emain widows.
Leaders Who Were Murdered.
List During the Nineteenth Century isa Long One.
Up to date there have been assassinated
in the nineteenth century nine presidents,
two emperors, one king, two princes, two
sultans, one shah, and one empress.
Czar Paul I, of Russia, was strangled
March 13th, 1801. Sultan Selim III ‘was
murdered in the same way in May 1808.
Count Kapodistrias, president of Greece,
was stabbed to death on October 9th, 1830.
Duke Charles, of Parma, was assassinated
in June, 1854. Danilo I, prince of Mon-
tenegro, fell a victim of a vendetta in 1860.
Abraham Lincoln, president of the United
States, was killed on April 14th, 1865.
Prince Michael Obrenovie, of Servia, was
assassinated in 1868. Salnave. president
of Haiti, was shot in 1870. Dr. Garcia
Moreno, president of Eequador, was mur-
dered in 1875. Sultan Ahdul-Aziz was
secretly killed in prison on June 4th, 1876.
James A. Garfield, president »f the United
States, died on September 18th, 1881, from
a fatal wound received on July 2nd. Czar
Alexander II of Russia died from bombs
thrown into his sleigh on March 13th,1881.
President Merendez, of San Salvador, was
murdered July 7th, 1870. President Car-
not, of France, was assassinated July 24th,
1894. Empress Elizabeth of Austria, was
stabbed to death at Geneva. Switzerland,
on September 10th, 1898. Barrios, presi-
deat of Guatemala, was assissinated Feb-
roary Sth, 1898. Shah Nasr-ed-Din, of
Persia. was killed May 1st, 1896. On July
26, 1899. President Ulysses Heureaux, of
Santo Do ningo, was assassinated. The mur-
der of King Humbert completes the list.
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Hoarded a fortune in an Old Clock.
On her Death bed Mrs. Nancy Bebout Reveals Hid-
ing Place of Treasurers Valued at $10,000.—8e-
cret Had Been Bequeathed Her by her Husband,
Who Didn't Believe in Banks.
In an old 8-day clock aged Mrs. Nancy
Behout kept hoarded gold and silver treas-
ure valued at over $10,000. :
‘Nancy Bebout lived in Amwell township,
Washington county, Pa., and died at her
home last week. On her death bed she
told her niece where she would find some
keys and that they would fit some small
drawers in the interior of the old 8-day
clock on the stairs. Mis. Bebout was bur-
jed and the old clock was opened. The
drawers were found to be filled with bags
which contained gold and silver coin. W.
W. Lee, the executor of the treasure, t00k
charge of the estate, which he estimates
will amount to over $10,000. ?
Two %f the drawers in the old clock
could not be opened and it is: thought
they also contain much wealth.
Tue husband, Jeremiah Behout, died
several years ago. He was an odd and ec-
centric character. A cabinetmaker hy
trade he made the clock and within it
placed these drawers. He was considered
wealthy, but would not invest his money
and had no confidence in the hanks.
When he died he told his Wife of the
secret drawers in the old clock. She kept
this secret until the day of her death and
had never touched the money, as she had
‘not needed it. :
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‘He Proved It.
Major Ben Russell, being met one day
by his old friend, Busby, he was familiar-
ly saluted with a hearty handshake and
“How do you do; old Ben Russell?”
“Come, now,’’ said Major Ben, ‘I'll
not take that from you—not a bit of it;
you are as old as I am this minute.”
+ “Upon my word,” said Mr. Busby, you
are my senior by at least ten years.”
“Not at all, friend Busby, and, if you
please, we will determine that question
very soon. Just tell me what is the first
thing you can recollect. :
“Well, the very first thing I recollect,”
said Mr. Busby, ‘‘was hearing people say:
“There goes old Ben Russell?’ *’
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An Eye Single.
‘My husband’s very good to me lately,”
remarked the first woman at the seashore.
“‘He says extravagance is my only fault,
but he’s willing to close one eye to that.’
“] wish my husband would do th
same,’’ replied the other. ts
I suppose you do.”
“Yes; he only has one.”
fortunate new comer.
The Women of China.
This is not an appeal to any one's pity—
it is a cold blooded recital of the utter deg-
radation of the women of China—of their
abject slavery—of the pitiable existence.
They are treated worse than dogs; and
those girls who are not'killed at birth by
their disappointed parents (who invariably
pray for and expect male offsprings) in
‘nine cases out of ten, seek to end their
misery through suicide... Not one ray of
sunshine gleams for the Chinese woman;
not one star of hope, unless it be that her
position be changed through the upheaval
which now threatens the Celestial King-
don.
For many thousands of years, long before
the Christian era, the Chinese girl was con-
sidered an affliction of the gods. Then, and
now, infanticide. =o far as it is related to
female infants, was and is- a common hap-
pening. To bear a girl is considered a dis-
grace, and when snch a misfortune befalls
a Chinese family, the hushand, or ‘lao
hey,’ is privileged by a sort of common
law to take a ‘‘second wife.” That is the
beginning of the utter degradation of the
real wife. Should the second wife give
birth to a son, the real wife, while still re-
taining the nominal title, and while per-
mitted to assume full charge of the second
wife's offsprings, is yet relegated into a
secondary position in the home. Of course
this results in innumerable bickerings and
strife. Incessant quarrels ensue, and in
many instances the unfortunate first wife
seek oblivion in suicide. So well known
an authority as Dr. Coltman, Li Hung-
Chang’s physician declares that there is not
a family in China that:has not had at least
one case of attempted suicide among its fe-
male members.
Girl babies are usually ill fed, neglected
and beaten, while their brothers receive
rich gifts and a good education. Upon the
birth of a son, all the neighbors and rela-
tives hasten to offer congratulations. If it
be a girl, however, either no notice is tak-
en of the event, or the 1elatives will offer
condolence and wish the father better luck
next time. .
When, after years, the girl has survived
the neglect and abuse of her unnatural par-
ents and she is married, the threshold of a
worse life lies before her. The mother-in-
law of fiction is a stern reality in China,
for there, when a man marries, he takes his
wife home to his father, where she is forced
to how to the whims and temper of her hus-
band’s mother. The latter, having unde:-
gone a similar experience, deems it her
duty to make her daughter-in-law as mis-
erable as possible. She “‘nags’, her, scolds
her, forces her to do the work of others,
beats her. And the poor girl has to stand
it without complaint; her only hope is in
some day being a mother-in-law, and be-
coming in tarn a tyrant such as the one to
whom she now submits.
As the patriarchal system of family. life
prevails in China, the father always re-
mains until his death the head of the
house, and none of his offsprings has any
voice in its rule. « In consequence, the wife
lives in astate of perpetual quarrelling un-
til her father-in-law dies, when she —well,
‘she still quarrels. This state of things is
so well 1ealized in China that no one
ever asks of a prospective bride, ‘What
kind of a husband are you getting?’ but,
“What kind of a mother-in-law will you
have?"
Having been installed in her new home
the young wife eats and sleeps (sometimes
through opium) receives a few visitors,
does the work alloted to her and when en-
nui becomes heavy, ‘she quarrels. She
cannot read, she goes out little, for there is
no society, as we consider it, in China; she
has her female relatives dine with her oe-
casionally—men never. The Chinese be-
lieve that every woman is thoroughly bad,
sand only needs opportunity to. prove this,
and so she is kept in seclusion to an absurd
degree. And yet, despite this opinion, as
a rule, the Chinese woman is both modest
and virtuous.
When visiting or being visited, the main
topic of conversation is ‘how much?’
Money, which is the main god of the Chi-
nese, is invaribly the principal topic of con-
versation. ‘How much did that cost?”
“What is that worth?” “How much did
she pay for that?’ ’—such isthe gist of a
visit. The women have no general topics
of conversation, for they know nothing of
the outside world, cannot read books, and
are so thoroughly cowed and subjugated
that they have not the ambition to better
themselves. i :
So much for the women of the better
class. Those of the lower class lead an ex-
istence that literally bafiles description.
Their homes are hovels on land or the filthy.
honse boats that infest every waterway in.
China. In either case they live in sur-
roundings akin to the pig sty of civiliza-
tion. There is not the slightest attempt
at sanitation, or cleanliness, or decency.
Ten human beings are crowded into a space
needed for one. Underfed and overworke
the women are slaves in every sense of the
word. ‘The men work in the. fields or act
as coolies, the while the women toil and
slave in the so-called home. Kicks and
blows are their reward, and should the
head ‘of the house fails’ to'earn his four or
five cents a day, starvation is added.
Under such conditions it is, not strange
that mortality, especially among infants,
is abnormally high. Hundreds of children
die off through neglect, and in the end it
is a blessing in disguise, for China is over-
populated; and only misery awaits the un-
. And in all the mis-
ery, the woman bears the major share, for
‘she is restricted hy costume, precedent, and
‘by the inexorable laws laid down in the
numerons Books of Rites.
The woman of China is to he pitied, but
the problem of bettering her condition can
only be solved through a complete upheav-
‘al of the social system of the Celestial
Kingdom. And that, in. the opinion of
‘many wise men, can never be accomplished
through missionary work. According to
them the Gatling gun must blaze the way.
| shrapnel and shell must knock civilization
into the most bigoted and most stubborn
race in the I When that has been
doue, then the women of China will be re-
deemed from slavery.—By Edgar Mels in
Harper's Bazar. HY amen
—— Hon. M. H. Kulp, head of the lum-
ber firm of M. H. Kulp &Co., incorporated
consammated an iniportant deal at Phila-
delphia last week with the Pardee and a
Montgomery county estates whereby the
company secures 5,000 acres of virgin, tim-
ber land in Union, Clinton and Lycoming
counties. The price paid is about $40,000.
For the past three years the Shamokin
lumber firm has been dickering for the
timber which is on land adjoining its rail-
road in the Buffalo Valley. Branch roads
will be built into the newly acquired land
and its acquisition extends the life of the
lumber industry several years for the firm
in that section. : :
- Familiar Signs of Fall.
The wind is blowing over the oats stub-
ble, and the familiar note of the katydid
can be heard in the grove, indicating the
fast approach of antumn.
or kennelsman would
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Tar TaroBBING HEADACHE—Would
quickly leave you, if you used Dr. King’s
have proved their matchless m
John C. Ridpath, Author, Dead.
Jobn Clark Ridpath LL. D., lecturer
and writer, died in New York Tuesday.
Mr. Ridpath was born in Putnam coun-
ty, Indiana, in April, 1841. There was
not at that time a wagon road within three
miles of the log cabin in which he was
born. His parents were from Christian-
burg, Va. is mother was a descendant
of Samuel A. Matthews, one of the colonial
governors of Virginia. He was graduated
from Asbury (now De Pauw) university
in 1863, taking first honors. After serv-
ing as principal of an academy at Thorn-
town, Ind., and as superiutendent of pub-
lic schools at Lawrenceburg, he was called,
in 1869, to the chair of English literature
at De Pauw. He was transferred later to
the chair of history and political philosophy
He published in 1875 his first book, "An
Academic History of the United States,”
which still holds its place as a text book
in many schools. Im 1876 he published
his popular ‘‘History of the United States.”
It has been published also in German. He
also wrote the ‘Life and Work of Gar-
field,” and his ‘‘Cyclopaedia of Universal
History’’ was published in 1885.
He resigned his professorship in De
Pauw and the vice presidency of the uni-
versity in 1885 in order that he might de-
vote his whole time to authorship. In ’93
be published his ‘‘Life and Work of James
G. Blaine,” and in 1894 his most compre-
hensive work, entitled ‘‘Great Races of
Mankind.” He was engaged for ten years
in preparing the material and four years
in writing this work. In 1898 he publish-
ed his ‘Life of Gladstoune’’ anda supple-
ment to the ‘‘History of All Nations’ for
Websters dictionary. He was for a time
editor of the Arena Magazine, of Boston.
His monographs are numerous. :
He consented unwillingly in 1896 to run
for Congress on the Democratic ticket in
his “ome district in Indiana. Thoagh he
ran ahead of his ticket, he was defeated
by a small majority. In recent years he
had been engaged in the preparation of
another history of the United States.
A Story of Locomotives.
Value of the Brains Back of the Machine.
A western railway company ordered from
an eastern firm of locomotive builders two
loconiotives precisely alike in pattern, size
finish, and, above all, rate of speed. The
president of the locomotive building firm
took a special interest in the order and saw
to it that the two engines were in every
respect ‘a8 like as two peas. But when
they were put to the test upon the western
railway one locomotive made two minutes
better time than the other. Try as they
would, and give orders as they did, the
company was unable to make one of those
locomotives go as slow as the other. The
president of the building firm, when ap-
pealed to, declared that his part of the con-
tract had been fulfilled and that the differ-
ence between the two could not be due to
any difference in their construction. Still,
one of the locomotives continued to get in
ahead of the other by two minutes. ‘‘Let
ine see those engineers,”’ said the president
as soon as he arrived west on a special trip
to consider the matter, but the railroad peo-
ple just pooh-poohed and said that machin-
ery was machinery—the ‘men that run it
had nothing to do with it. Then the pres-
ident suggested that the two locomotives ex-
change engineers? Lo and behold, the lo-
comotive that had always been slow came
in two minutes ahead. and it was the fast
one that was late. ‘‘Now will you let me
see those engineers ?’’ said the resident.
One of them, he who made his engine come
in ahead, no matter which engine it was,
was a lean, wiry Yankee, all nerves and
push and energy. He knew just how to
get the greatest possible speed out of any
locomotive he touched; he played on itas a
virtuoso plays upon his violin, and by art
no less than industry did he win his rec-
ord. The other engineer was a slow,
steady, plodding German—safe enough,
hard working enough, but he could never
get the: same amount of speed . out of any
locomotive. He had no energy of his own
to transmit to it. ‘‘There was never a
piece of machinery yet, said the engine
builder, ‘‘that wasn’t just that much lessa
machine in the hands of an artist.”
How to Give Medicine to Dogs.
“In all treatment of a sick dog remem-
ber you are dealing with a highly sensitive
and nervous patient. Be very gentle and
avoid roughness, or anything likely to
alarm him. In giving him ‘any liquid
medicine do not open his month. but, plac-
ing him between your knees, with his face
looking in the same direction as your own,
gently raise his’ jaw, ‘and, pulling his lips
away from his teeth on one side of his
mouth, to form a cup or funnel, very slow-
ly pour from bottle or spoon the quantity
heis
to have into it. Keep his head rais-
“ed for a minute or two, and if he does not
swallow the dose iusert a spoon between
his front teeth. This will have the effect
of drawing off his attention from the medi-
cine, and he will usually swallow at once.
Tt the dose is a pill, bolus, or anything
‘solid, hold his head the same way as before
‘mentioned, but with the left hand under
lower jaw, press frnly on each side with
thumb and finger at the junction of upper
‘and lower jaws. This will usually cause
him to open his mouth, when tie dose
should be put into the month as far back
as possible over the tongue, or he will spit
it out, and close the jaws somewhat sharp-
‘ly; and in most cases the deed is done. If
any trouble arises with the action of his
front paws this may be got over by wrap-
ping him around’ with a shawl or coarse
apron. When once you have got into the
way of it, you will besurprised how simple
itis. I am guite sure a practiced owner
0! jan | dose a dozen dogs
while a novice Was making a bungle over
‘one.”’—CHARLES HENRY LANE.
3H | Erm——————— Actrmnte aa 3
Killed by Runaway Accident.
SX PATE 1 Th wma SEF RC ES
+ Ateam belonging to Jaeoh Horam, of
Lewishurg, became frightened at a trolley
car Saturday near Milton park, and while
running at fall speed the vccupaunts, who
were Mr. Horman and James Stoughton,
jumped from the carriage. Stoughton was
injured to such an extent that he died
within an hour. Horman escaped with a
few bruises; The team afterwards collided
with a boggy in which were Rev. Martin
and wife, of New Columbia, and injured
Mrs. Martin seriously.
FAIRE
co cA Immense Rattlesnake. i
Daniel Swartz reports the killing of a
big rattlesnake near his farm residence in
Green township. Clinton county. The
snake measured almost 8 feet and carried
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