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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.