Beworvatc atc Beliefonte, Pa., October 3i, 1902. LITTLE MILLIONAIRES. Twenty little millionaires Playing in the sun; Millionaires in mother-love, Millionaires in fun. Millionaires in leisure hours, Millionaires in joys, Millionaires in hopes and plans, Are these girls and boys. Millionaires in health are they, And in dancing blood, Millionaires in shells and stones, Sticks and moss and mud ; Millionaires in castles In the air, and worth Quite a million times as much As castles on the earth. Twenty little millionaires, Playing in the sun; Oh, how happy they must be, Every single one! Hardly any years have they, Hardly any cares; But in every lovely thing Multi-millionaires. — Youth's Companion. CINDERELLA. Young Hetherington filled his brier wood ipe. 2 You don’t mind, do yon? You are al- ways so jolly and chummy.” She smiled a little deprecatingly. There were times when somehow she wished He- therington did not find her so jolly and chummy, though these times had nothing $0 do with the brier wood pipe. The com- fortahle house was hers in effect, and she, the friendless and Kkinless kindergarner, must of course have felt it good fortune to be saved the lot of the boarding house and given the companionship of pleasant and well set up people. All the other young women she knew told her over and over again and reminded her that she ought to be grateful for her mercies. Is is true thas if Mrs. Hetherington’s oldest daughter had not married and gone to live in a distant city and her youngest had not died she perhaps would not have felt she need of a girlish presence in the house enough to take in Winifred. Winifred watched Hugh Hetherington, lift his fine length and move across the room after a light for his pipe. As the match flare flickered on his clean features, she thought, as any woman muss have, what a handsome fellow he was. Bat Win- nie thought also that if her own mouth had not heen so big, her tendency to freckle so hopeless and the sins of her hair so uncom- promisingly red Mrs. Hetherington might nos have liked her so well. Moreover, she looked a bit older than Hugh, too, though she had carefully figured out that she, in fact, was a year younger. But, then, Hugh's childhood had passed in the flush of pleasure and the sunshine of affection, and hers?—She was too hum- ble to be sorry for herself and too wise not to see in the worst that had ever happen- ed her the possibilities of still worse and thus be thankful for the Providence that had kept her in its hand. But yet this evening she thought more sharply than usual of another girl's sym- metry, her gowns, her accomplishments, her opportunities, all the things that are dear |’ to the heart of woman. And why not? Venus herself was not irresistible until she pat on the right girdle. Hugh bad asked her to help in comparing some lists,and she knew very well that every minute of help she gave him that evening was an extra minute for the other girl. She bent her head over the papers before her, for the things she was thinking must steal into her face in spite of herself. ‘“Are you very tired ?”’ said Hetherington kindly, but altogether impersonally. She raised her head and smiled. What was the use? Ifit were not this misery, it would be something else for a waif such as she. ¢‘Oh, not at all,”’ she raid. . ‘I do not believe there is another girl, who would be as patient ag you are with all my tiresome stuff and with me too. Even mother’s endurance gives out once in a while, and she scolds about my den. If it weren’t for you, I don’t kuow what would happen. If you're really not tired. I want to go over these lists with you now and shen I'm off for the Kendrick recep- tion. Gertrude Stevenson will be there,’’ he said a happy little smile playing about his lips. ‘‘Seems to me she is getting more beautiful every day. Don’t you think 80?” Hetherington did not even look at her, for his answer. He was indeed insisting on heing even chuommier than usual this evening, and Winifred bent her head close over the papers once more. “Of course,”’” Hetherington went on. “‘Gertrude is popular,very. Sillington has a mint of money, too, but I don’t think she’s the kind of girl who would stoop to anything like that. : Winifred had to listen to that and much more in snatches and monologues, and she was glad when at last Hetherington lefs. There are times when it is singularly hard er to be ‘‘chummy’’ than at others. The next morning Hetherington had gone when she came to breakfast, some- thing most unusual for him. In the even- ing he did not ask her help. He talked very little, and Mrs. Hetherington later said to her hushand, ‘‘Can it be that Hugh is not well ?”’ Sr Her hushand look:d up retrospectively, over his glasses. *‘Maybe he’s in love. Maybe he has proposed to some girl, and she’s turned him down Every young fellow has to have a lesson or two. It wou’s hart him, sap- e. ‘Oh, how can you talk so? I am sure Hugh would not propose to a girl without talking to me about it firss,”’ Wherenpon Mr. Hetherington senior smiled behind bis paper and went on read- ing. A long and comparatively serene mat rimonial voyage had taught him that ar- guments ouly fill thesails with head winds. Winifred herself neither questioned nor seemed to take heed of Hugh's moods. Af- ter several evenings he came down and ask ed her once more to come and help him. “What do you. think, Winifred, ’he said abraptly after awhile, ‘‘ought to be the test of love ? 1 should think if someone loves you all the time, whether you are fresh or tired. pleasant or not pleasant, successful or not.’ “‘Fresh or tired, pleasant or not pleasant succes<fal or not’’—Then he laughed a lit. tle jarringly, she thought. But what do you kno wv about it, after all. You never loved like that, did you?” She looked at him with startled, almost guilty eyes, and. Hetherington had a queer feeling of having entered nowittingly into a sanctified presence. He rose and walked around the room aim leasly for a few minates. Then he said he had some nasty experiments to make, and maybe she would not want to stay,although he rather looked as though he would have liked to have bad her. But she left and then sat at her window watching his shadow move to and fro as it fell against thie trees of the garden. Sud- denly she heard aspluttering explosion and a strange gutteral cry. For a ghastly sec- oud she watched the fitful leap of lights on the trees, but his shadow did not come back. Then she grabbed her water pitcher full happily,and the heavy rug on the floor and ran into his room. She flung the door open upon a thin blur of flame and flicker- ing tongues reaching like dancing imps here and there in midair, and through it all something like a huddled figure on the floor. Up went the water ahead of herself and over herself and then the rug over the figure,and with a strength she hardly dared to think could be in her tense muscles she dragged it out toward the hall. Then wrapping her skirts around herself with a quick turn, the tore down the burning por- tiers that screened the laboratory from the den, and, finding the hose attached to the hydrant, she set the spray over herself and over the room. By this time the others had come. But it was really all over. She staggered out to look at Hugh. His eyes were closed, his face blackened. “Is he dead? Oh, is he dead ?’’ sheesaid weakly. Then, covering her face with her burned hands as if fearing the answer, she sank down in a white heap beside him. The next day Hugh, who, though singed and stunned, had been little hurt, sat be- side her and held her bandaged hands. He watched the play of her features as he talked to her, and it seemed to him like watching an unfolding flower. He caught himself wondering again and again atsome newly discovered charm. What deep, fine eyes! What a singularly sweet and unaf- fected smile! What an intimate gentleness in her voice ! Mrs. Hetherington said one morning: ‘‘How charming you arein that pale yel- low wrapper! You are quite transform- ed.” And she passed her hand tenderly over the girl who had saved her last child to her. Hugh said, ‘‘Sheis Cinderella, and the fairy godmother has shaken the magic tree over her.” And be did not know just yet that the magic which was touching her and him, too, was older even than fairy godmothers. He spent his spare moments now trying to please her, even as che had once tried to please him. He told her over and over again that it was her wit and her speed and her dear burned hands that saved his life after his stupidity with the ether and the collodian. ‘Ah, no,” she would say. inspiration. self.”? “Do you remember,”” he said one day, ‘‘your test of love ?’’ She blushed a little this time. “You never told me,’’ he went on, ‘‘whether, you ever loved anyone that way or not.” She did not answer, ‘Do you think that yon could ?”’ He thought he saw a smile flit over the face, bent away from him though it was, and he took her hands that were now heal- ed, though still scarred a little. She raised her head and looked at him, and Hetherington suddenly knelt down before her and kissed her hands, and then he drew her head down to him and kissed her on the lips.—By Eugene Uhliich. “It was an Iam uot a bit brave of my- Things to do on Hallowe'en. Every boy and girl wants to celebrate Hallowe'en, and you probably know lots of games to play at that time, such as walk- ing around the house or hacking downstairs with a mirror in one hand and a lighted candle in the other, trying to bite a piece of money out of an applesuspended in mid- air, and all those other games that have been used for years;but it is always wel Ito know of some new things to do, and here are some good ones. Have you ever tried pouring melted lead out of the end of a teaspoou into a pan of cold water? In the other hand hold a door key and the lead must be poured through the hole in the handle. The lead will assume all sorts of curious shapes when it comes in contact with the water—some- times resembling a ship or a pen or book, aud sometimes nothing at all. By this can be told whether or not you or your hus- band will have a profession, and if so, what it 1s. Another thing that is great fun is to have three saucers—one with a ring in it,another with a piece of money and a third with a little water. Blindfold each person in turn and then change the positions of the saucers 80 that the one blindfolded does not know in what order they stand, and thea let ber put her baud into one of the saucers. The ring means marriage, the money wealth and the water travel. In bobbing for apples, instead of not having any special purpose in getting an apple, have someone name the apples with- out letting the one who is to try know how they are named. Have three apples and either name them in the way just spoken of or else name them different girls or boys, as the case may be. Have a half dozen turnips or beets or any vegetables on a table. Blindfold a person and let her choose one of the stalks. If iv is a straighs, tall one, so will her hus- baud be, aud vice versa. Taste it, and if it is sweet, so is the girl, aud if there is much earth clinging to the roots then she will be wealthy. Name two candles for either boys or girls and fasten them firmly on the window sill with some of the candle grea-e. Open one window— part way, unles it is a very windy night, and light the candles. The one that burns the longest is the one you will marry. It it is a moonlight night take a mirror and go out of doors. Stand so that the moon is reflected in your mirror, and the aumber of moons you can see reflected indi- cates the number of uuexpected pleasant things that will bappen to you before another Halloween. Balance three tin cups partly filled with water ou the swall ends of three funnels. These should be placed on the floor two or three fees apart. Each one must jump over these cups, one right after the other, keep- ing both feet together. If yon jump over them all without knocking off any of the cups you will be married when quite youug If you kuock over one of the cups you will marry when not so very young. If you knock over two of the cups you will marry late in life, and if you knock over all three you will not marry at all. Place a lighted candle on a table and blindfold each one in turn. Turn the blind- folded person around until she has gotten completely mixed up about the location of the things in the room, and then, with her hand clasped behind ber back, make her try to find the candle and blow it out. One is seldom able to do this. One of the most amusing things of all is to bave your fortane told; nos- by cards or by the lines in your hand, but in a new way. Have someone write verses, enough for all. Then in the middle of the eve ing when the fun is at ite height,have someone slip away unnoticed, and disguise herself as an old gypsy. Have her then ring the front doorbell and be admitted. She can make a little speech or not, just as she pleases, and then tell each one to step np and learn his or her fortune. The fortunes should be written on little pieces of paper, rolled up like a seroll and tied with ribbon pink for the boys and blue for the girls. Each one in turn steps up and draws one of these, taking the right color and reads it aloud. The fortunes can be impersonal,or, if you prefer,someone who know the guests well could write ones which suits the indi- vidual guest and then should have them marked in some way, so that she can tell which is which, and then arrange them in some way so that each will draw the right one, or else she can simply hand one scroll to each one as she comes in. A new way of choosing partners for the games of Hollowe’en may be borrowed from the old story of Cinderella and her glass slipper. Cardboard sandals of differnt sizes are prepared by cutting from bristol board or flexible cardboard the outline of the shoe. These soles are then covered with color- ed paper, or gold or silver paper, and are to be fastened on by ribbons sewn on eith- er side to tie across instep and toes. As each small boy enters the room where the games of the evening are played he is invited to help himself to a pair of sandals of the color he fancies. With his sandals he hunts until he finds his own Cinderella who can slip her foot into the magic slip- per, and find that it is a fis. Lockjaw Cured by New Anti-Toxin Treat- ment, Reports are being prepared hy the New- ark city hospital board to be presented to the State Medical society and the New York medical board concerning a case of lockjaw that was cured in that institution with tetanus anti-toxin procured from the New York board of health. The patient whose life was saved is Samuel Gohy, twelve years old. Gohy fell on the pavement while playing in front of his home and cut his knee. Home remedies were applied, bus ten days later the hoy complained of severe pains in the hack of his neck. His condition became such that he was removed to the hospital. When Gohy was received in the hospital his jaws were already set, his head was thrown back rigid, the muscles of his body were contracted and his limbs were stiff. The doctors diagnosed his ailment, as lockjaw, and on (xamination the tetanus bacilli was found in the wound in his knee. Work was at once begun to save the hoy’s life. He was kept perfectly quiet, drugs were administered and the anti-toxin used. It was five days before the boy’s rigidity yielded to the anti-toxin, and thrice in that time the doctors feared he would die. But now he has entirely re- covered, and his case is considered so marvelous that reports of it are to be sent to medical hoards. Of Special Interest to the Bride. There isan ancient rhyme running in this wise : Married in white, You have chosen all right. Married in gray. You will go far away. Married in hlack, You will wish yourself back. Married in red, You'd better be dead. Married in green, Ashamed to he seen. Married in blue, You'll always be true. Married in pearl, You'll live in a whirl. Married in yellow, Ashamed of the fellow. Married in brown, You'll live out of town. Married in pink, Your spirits will sink. If a bride be very thoughtful, and also superstitious she carries a rabbit's foot somewhere about her when married. May used to he regarded as a desperately unlucky month for weddings, but as it comes at the loveliest season of the year custom and convenience have banished superstition, and now the evil is said to be removed. In the selection of a day itis interest- ing to remember the old rhyme which SAYS : ; Monday for health, Tuesday for wealth, Wednesday the best day of all ! Thursday for crosses, Friday for losses, Saturday no luck at all. It is considered unlucky to change the date of the wedding. She Marries an Indian. Rev. Sherman Coolidge, a full-blooded Arapahoe-Indian who was ordained a min- ister of the Episcopal church in Cheyenne in 1884 and has since heen doing mission- ary work among the Arapahoe and Shos- hone Indians on the Wind River Reserva- tion, Central Wyoming, and Miss Grace D. Wetherhee, a belle of Seventy-second St., New York, were united in marriage at Fort Washakie last week by the Rev. F. J. Roberts. The bride 18 a beauty and heir to con- siderable wealth, her father heing pro- prietor of the Manhattan hotel in New York. Miss Wetherbee first met Rev. Mr. Coolidge at the agency three yeas ago, when she visited the mission in company with Bishop Ethhert Talbott of Pennsyl- vania, Mis. Talbott and their daughter, Mies Grace. A correspondence followed. Rev. Coolidge was taken captive when a child by the Shoshone Indians. Later he: was adopted by Capt. Coolidge of the Tenth Cavalry and sent to school at Hobart College, Geneva, N. Y. He was later taken in charge hy Bishop Whipple | of the Minnesota Episcopal church and sent to school at Faribault Seminary, ‘Minnesota, where he completed his edu- cation. Aroused. Mrs. Houskeep—Wake up, John! There’s a burglar down in the dining- room. Mr. Houskeep— (sleepily)—Oh ! don’t bother ahout it. Go to sleep. Mrs. Houskeep—Listen ! Don’t you hear him now ? He's going down into the cel- lar. Mr. Houskeep (excitedly)—Gee whizz ! Where’s my gun? He’s after that coal ! Or a “She” Either. ‘Oh I’’ he exclaimed as they strolled, ‘‘doesn’t the full moon look lovely 2”? “*Yes,”’ she said, ‘‘and I suppo-e that’s why we call the moon ‘she.’ A ‘he’ looks anything but lovely under similar circum- stances.’’ : Fruit and Frait Stores. Some Interesting Facts Picked up at New York's Great Horticultural Show. Those enterprising people who are arrang- ing a ‘‘symphony of perfumes’’ as an enter- tainment could get points at the hortical- tural exhibit of the American institute. They ave all ‘‘common or garden odors,” but they run a fine gamut of odoriferous harmony, from the spicy to the sednective, from the subtly elusive to the enticing. Few people know that celery has a clean, delicious odor when hunched in great masses. Then there is the family pungent smell of the peppers, the evasive odor of tomatoes the mellow scent of ripe pears and apples, the frankly bacchanalian breath of the grapes. Even the brilliant, scentless au- sumn flowers have each their own faint, characteristic odor for the appreciative nose. There is probably no other sort of show which brings multi-millionaires and pro- ducers into competition for prizes. Wom- en who have large country places are he- coming more and more interested in fruit and flower growing, and Mrs. Olives Hoyt, of Stamford, Conn., has taken all the prizes in grapes, and Mrs. Trevor, who has a place at Yookers, bas made fine entries. Miss Delia Marble, the daughter of the late Man- ton Marble, is abcut to set out extensive orchards on her place near Bedford, in West. chester county, the pupils of Briarchff ma- nor taking charge of the work for her. She will have a cold storage plant in connect- ion with her oichaids. Men of a different type are also tuning to fruit culture for both pleasure and pro- fit. For instance, a New York banker, who a year and a half ago was nearly wrecked by the unwise investments of his partner, has retired to a 200 acre farm which his wife happened to have bought near Bed- ford. This fall he has 1,000 barrels of ap- ples to sell, and is going to plant more or- chards and put up a cold storage plant. A retired leather manufacturer of Lowell, Mass., has just completed the setting out of 10,000 trees at Pittsfield, Mass. He is going to run the orchard for profit,employ- ing all his hest business methods in it, and declaring that he will make it an object lesson to the farmers of New England. A deal of the inspiration of this interest has come from George Powell, superintendent of Briarcliff Manor agricnltural school. Mr. Powell’s own farm near Ghent, is the ehject of many pilgrimages on the part of those who have gone mad over big peaches or thousand-barrel crops. They go out to see his trees, which it is a common saying, have been ‘‘bred like horses.’” This fall he has 2 000 young peach trees, 500 pear trees and 2,000 plum trees, all bearing their first crop, and alongside of them is an or- chard, set out by his father fifty yeas ago, and hearing as well as it ever did. With proper care most orchards are rnined hy in- sects and exhausted soil at the end of thirty. It is bits of lore like this which are float- ing about up at the institute. A story is told ofa man who lives near Peekskill, who six years ago was thoroughly discour- aged with hisfarm. He could make no money from it.and his boys were impatient to leave. Acting on expert advice he plant- ed thirteen acres of shady soil with paaches. Four years after he made from the first crop $1,500. The summer of 1901 he open- ed a little store in Peekskill and stuck out a piece of brown paper with the sign, **Blank’s peaches, fresh fiom the farm every day.”” As the end of the season he found that his summer’s work had cost him $1,100 and brought him in $5,100. And he was a man 70 years old when he planted bis peaches. *“The abandoned farms of the East will all be reclaimed by men who will combine the methods of the business man with the produocer,’’ declares Mr. Powell. ‘‘They will know how to market as well as how to produce. The: West is far ahead of usin that. The Grand Junction peach growers, the Rocky Ford melon growers, have their agents in Chicago and New York, and sell to the greatest advantage at all times. **The use of fruit has very greatly increas- ed in America within the last generation. I once sold Bartlett pears at $25 a barrel. Now I sell them for $3, but I make more money than I did at the former price, be- cause of the enormous market. The use of flowers should increase in the same way. It has quadrupled, I think, in the last ten years, but still it is not a circumstance to what it ought to be. Around Glasgow and many other Scotch and English cities one may see vast flower fields, and companies of workmen going out from the city every day to cultivate them. They are planted with all tie favorite garden flowers, and the blossoms are shipped to every city and town in Great Britain and sold in cheap houquets, for a few peuce, to the people. I want to see that here. I want to see large numbers of men making a living raising flowers, instead of in sweatshops.’ “Do you know,” raid Mr. Powell, with fresh enthusiasm, ‘‘that a number of those New York hoys who have had gardens up at De Witt Clinton park last summer have gone to Mrs. Paisons and asked if they could not get a chance to work on farms? Thas farm garden of Mrs. Henry Parsons was one of the best movements ever started in this city. I can see a development of it which ought to follow. There are thous- ands of farmers scattered through New York state who want one or two or more boys to help barvest fruit every fall. There are men near me who are shaking their apples to the ground and selling them for forty cents a barrel who might get $1 if they conld get any one to pick them by hand and pack them carefully. Boys are the best help in the world for that. What? Yes, I think there would he few apples after they gos throngh. The granges should furnish points of communication through which city organizations conld send boys to the farmers. It would he worth more than all the school they would lose to these little city chaps, and lots of them would stay there and have the inesti- mable advantage of growing up country boys.”’ Overhanging Trees. Adjoining Owner may trim them Even with the Line. An interesting opinion has heen render- ed hy Judge McClure, of Philadelphia. He said: If the branches of trees growing cn one’s land hang over the line npon the other, the adjoining owner may cut off the limhs per- pendicular with his line, providing the hranches have not been allowed to extend over a period of twenty-one years or more, without objection, when no right would be gained to cut them off. Fruit on the trees is pars of the realty and is not the subject of larceny. If the fruit had fallen to the ground the neighbor could pick it up and nse it. The right of the adjoining land owner to lop off hranches of overhanging trees before twenty-one years of permissive acquiescence has elapsed does not carry with it the right to the fruit hanging on the tree. The fruit is not the product of his toil or lakor. Gen. Custer’s Slayer. When Appearing Elk Became a Christian He Told it to Pastor who Converted Him A former Sioux chief, now an Episcopa- lian rector, the Rev. ' Philip Daloria, of Fiora, S. D., who is attending the council of the Protestant Episcopal church in Phila- delphia, said on Wednesday: “It was only a year ago that [ learned the true story of the death of Gen. Custer. I had heen the means of converting an old warrior named Appearing Elk. Unlike most Indian braves, he was not much given to boasting of his exploits, but I knew that he had taken many scalps. ‘‘Appearing Eik became a fervent Christ ian and one day, after he had heen baptiz ed and taken into church, I asked him to tell me of his experiences in the battle of the Little Big Horn. Every Sioux wants to know who killed Custer, and that was my first question. I was suprised when the old man replied: ‘I did.’ ‘I felt pretty sure that Appearing Elk told the truth. I drew his story from him in detail, and this is what he said: ‘‘We had surrounded the last cluster of soldiers when my pony was shot from un- der me. When I goton my feet again I discovered that I had been wounded. Sud- denly a man in blue loomed up in front of me. *‘I knew he was a big chief. He was swaying like a dranken man from exhaus- tion and loss of blood because of many bul- let and arrow woands. I felled him with my tomahawk and than sat on his body to be sure thas I should not be robbed of my spoils. In order to make doubly sure I took the revelver from the bolster of the dead man and stuck it in my bel. **I didn’t scalp the man, because his head was shaved, and I was ashamed to take a piece of skin.’ “I know positively,’’ continued Mr. Da- loria, ‘that the 1evolver taken by Appear- ing Elk was snhsequently identified as Custer’s, and so far as I have been able to learn, Custer was the only man in the com- mand who had his head shaved.” Appearing Elk died last spring. Typewriter Girl Now a Lion Tamer. Tilly Bebe, an Austrian Damsel, Performs Wonder- ful Feats with the King of Beasts. Tilly Behe, a remarkable young woman, is appearing at the Circus Medrano, in Paris, as a lion tamer. Other performers of that class keep the wild beasts in check by making them afraid, but she conquers them by kindness. Entering the cage with a smile on her face. Tilly lies down among the fierce ani- mals, who circle aronnd her like affection- ate dogs, licking and playing with her. Then she rises, takes a cord and plays at skipping the rope, taking no notice of the beasts, who pay no attention to her. Whether it be mounting on stools, carry- ing her around the cage on their hacks, or dancing the polka with her, the animals perform every feat without the slightest show of resistance. Tilly only has to tap them playfully on the muzzle and the sav- age brutes ohey here very wish. Tilly is an Austrian. Before going in for lion taming she was a typewriter. She maintains that the only thing that renders lions dangercus is fear of them. Must Pay $7,000 Damages. At Williamsport on Monday Judge Mec- Clure refused a new trial in the case of H. M. Smith versus Muncy Creek township. The case grew out of an accident which be- fell Smith and a companion who were cross- ing a bridge with a threshing machine in Muncy Cieek township. The structure collapsed under the weight of the machine and Smith snstained injuries which it is alleged will leave him a cripple for life. The trial, which was heard hy Judge Me- Clure, specially presiding. ended in a ver- dics of $7,000, in favor, of plaintiff. A new trial, which as stated above was re- fused by Judge McClure, before whom the case was originally tried. In giving his decision, the judge gave his reasous for his course. The case i3 one that anght to in- terest township supervisors, and the tax payers who elect them. Guarded by Armed Men While Being Married. Friends were Ready to Defend Couple. @room stole the Bride from her Zealous Relatives and 8tood, Revolver in Hand, While Minister Perform- ed the Marriage Ceremony—All's Well Now- Charles Doyle and Miss Annie Stewart were married at the home of a sister of the bride in the southern portion of Cumber- land Md., Saturday, under circnmstances that were thrilling. The bride's parents are dead and she was living with friends who opposed her marriage. The groom managed to steel her away and bad a min- ister in waiting. The latter, Rev. A. H. Zimmerman, was unaware of what was to follow, however, as the first thing he knew the bride and l groom rushed into the room, the latter carrying a pistol, and requested the minis- ter to hurry. After the ceremony it de- veloped that 20 armed men had stood sen- tinel at different places while two others guarded the doors of the house, as it was feared the girl’s friends would try to pre- vent the marriage. The excitement for a time was the greatest that ever accompan- ied a local wedding. Useful to Know. Many a plumber’s bill can he saved by keeping a small rubber hand exhaust pump hanging hy the sink. If boiling water and washing soda are used lavishly to prevent the accumulation of grease in the pipes, pipes will not become clogged. But, if grease does collect and bits of other matter, washed throngh the strainer, lodge in it, the exhanst pump is a present help in time of trouble, and often is all that the profes- sional plumber uses to remedy the difficnl- ty. It costs hut a few cents in the kitchen department of popular priced shops, A Womun’s Vow. “Think of it, my dear,”’ said Mr. Close- fist, laying down his newspaper, ‘there are more than two thonsand million dollars in circulation in this country !”’ ‘I's that 80 ?'’ replied the wifecheerfully. “Well. judging from the difficulty I always experience in getting you to give me a quarter I thought there wasn't more than three dollars and a half in the whole world?’ — Comfort. ——Fonr year old Tommy was rolling his hoop on Sunday. “You mustn’t roll your hoop in the front vard on Sanday,’’ said his mother. ‘You must go into the back garden.” “Isn’t it Sanday in the back garden, ma- ma ?’’ asked Tommy. : Christian Kline, of Lancaster, has raised a gourd of the ‘Indian club” variety that measures 50} inches in length and a Japan- ese bean 9; inches long. Physicians Indicted For Robbery of Graves. The graud jury Saturday afternoon re- turned a partial report, incloding 25 in- dictments in the grave robbery cases in which have been nnder consideration for thelast three weeks in Indianapolis. Of the indictments returned, ten only were made known. It developed later that five indictments had been returned against physicians who are charged with complicity in the ‘‘body snatching business’ for fail- ure to keep records of hodies received amon whom is Joseph C. Alexander, demonstra- tor at the college of physicians and surgeons. The indictments against the negro ghouls in each instance simply mention one of the many bodies the indicted men are charged with assisting in removing, as a basis for a prosecution. In each of the indictments against the ghouls it was charged that the stolen hodies were taken to the Central col- lege of physicians and surgeons. The five physicians indicted were arrested Monday. From evidence given by Rufus Cantrill, the chief of the gang of ghouls, 100 bodies have been stolen from cemeteries near here during the last year. There have been 19 arrests and 12 graves opened have heen found empty. The ghouls say two of the physizians accompanied them on several of their night trips. It has been shown in the disclosures that the hody of the wife of one of the ghouls wassold by the under- taker to a college. Ten bodies were found buried heneath a few inches of earth in the basement of one of the colleges. four hodies were found in sacks on the streets, where the hard-pressed ghouls had dropped them, one body was congealed for two days in a saloon and 30 were found in cold storage in an ice cream factory at Louisville. Making Mush. Corn-meal mush seems a very simple: thing to make, vet it is rarely well done. The meal must be good to begin with, made of corn dried by slow, natural processes and containing the little germ—the vital part, the muscle builder, the brain feeder. This germ, because it will not granulate and readily becomes musty, is removed hy the modern process of grinding, leaving to be- ground into meal only the devitalized por- tion, the part that even a rat rejects when he has access to a corn bin. The rat knows when he eats the corn kernel that he is get-- ting the sweet. nutty part. If yon ean ge the meal ground by the old burr process, then have fresh water, fiercely boiling. Throw in a handful of salt, then stir with one hand while lightly sprinkling in meat with the other, go that all of it shall en- counter the same high temperature, that the starch cells may burst, as direct heat ‘‘pops”’ corn. When thick enongh to alk most hold erect the mush stick, cover close-- ly and set where it will give an occasional ‘pout’? for three or four hours, and do not disturb the surface or the flavor will es- cape. Eaten with good cream it makes an excellent supperin itself.—Farm Journal. Twain in Need of Fuel. Concludes Bonds and Greenbacks are Cheaper than: Coal. The following letter was received at the Treasury Department in Washington last week . New York City, Oct. 3rd, 1902. To the Honorable, the Secretary of the Treasury. Sir: Prices for the customary kinds of winter fuel having reached the altitude which pats them out of the reach of literary persous in straitened circamstances, I de- sire to place with you the following order. Forty-five tons best old, dry Govern- ment bonds, snitable for farnace, gold seven-per-cents, 1864, preferred. Twelve tons early greenbacks, range size, suitable for cooking. Eight barrels seasoned twenty-five and fifty-cent postal currency, vintage of 1866, eligible for kindling. Please deliver with all convenient dis- patch at my house in Riversdale at lowest . rates for spot cash and send bills to Your obliged servant, MARK TWAIN. Who will be very grateful and will vote right. Sultan Doesn’t Like Her. Miss Stone Will Probably not be Sent Back to Turkey. The American board in view of the bint that the Sultan of Turkey would regard Miss Ellen Stone, the ransomed missionary, as persona non grata and refuse her permis- sion to land in bis dominions, will proba- bly uot assign her to her old field of work in Macedonia. Rev. E. R. Strong, of the board, said Wednesday night : ‘We are making no arnangements to- ward sending Miss Stone again to Mace- donia or anywhere in Turkey. We know that she would not be welcomed by the authorities.” ——* And when you marry,’’ she softly said, *‘I hope you'll remember to invite me to the ceremony.”’ He looked thoughtfal. “It will be awfully crowded, no doubt,’’ hesaid, “but I think I can ring you in somehow.”’ And a moment or two later she declared the ring was an astonishingly good fis.— Cleveland Plaindealer. ——It was an affecting scene in the United States district conrt in Pittsburg Tuesday afternoon when Mrs. Margaret Reich, young and pretty, who until recent- ly was assistant postmistress at McKee’s Gap, Blair county, appeared before Judge Joseph Buffington, accompanied by her counsel, ex-Congressman Hicks, and plead- ed guilty to three charges of rifling the mails. She confessed immediately after the grand jury returned true bills against her. Cariosity prompted her to open the letters, and, it is claimed, she had not figured on finding money, For years she was assistant to her father, postmaster John Bonner. The court was informed that Bonner had made restitution for $280, all the authorities have discovered to be miss- ing up to date. Great Well Wasting Gas, Pennsylvania Spouter Sends Out 2,000,000 Feet a Day. The greatest gas well ever struck in Armstrong county, if not in Pennsylvania, is now sending into the air more than 2,- 000,000 cubic feet of gas every twenty-four hours. It is defving all efforts to bring it under control. The well is on the Peter Kerr farm, a shore distance south of Worthing. The gas escaping, it is estimated, would supply a city of 10,000 inhabitants. In the eleven days that have elapsed since the gas was struck more than 22,0000,000 cubic feet of gas, it is believed, have gone to waste.
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