mp . RR Bellefonte, Pe., Jan. 26, 1906. a ————————— MAN WIrH THE HOE. Say, how do you hoe your row, old chap? Say, how do yon hoe your row ? Do you hoe it fair, Do you hoe it square, Do you hoe it the best yon know ? Do you eut the weeds, as you ought te do, Aud leave what's worth while there? The harvest you'll garner depends on you ; Are you working it on the square? Are you killing the noxious weeds, old chap ? Are you making it straight and clean ? Are you going straight, At a hurtling gait ? Are you scattering all that's mean ? Do you laugh and sing and whistle shrill, And dance a step or two, As the row you hoe leads up the hill * The harvest is up to you. You ean reap the thing that you ought to reap ; A pitiful, worthless dole Oras harvest fair, With a bit to spare For another and wayward soul; The Master who's waiting to garner in Will eredit you all you're due; So hoe your row witha song and grin The harvest is up to you. ~—J. M, Lewis, in Houston Post, ——————— TME COMMODORE'S CUP. Lon Maishall stood in the post-office staring wistfully at the notice, tacked up on the bulletin-hoard, of the forthcoming annual of the Squam Yacht Club. The particular thing that caught his eye was the second money prize of fifteen dol- lars {for sailing-dories, offered by the com- modore. There were other prizes, of course: the much-coveted silver cup, called ‘“The Commodore’s Cap,” for knock-abonts, pennants for the raceabouts and half-raters, and a first money prize of twenty-five dol- lars for the fishermen’s sloops. Bat the one he stared at so longingly was that second prize. For he felt certain that the Wanderer, his sailing-dory, could beat anything in the Cove or up Squam River. The trouble was to get the entrance fee of two dollars. The commodore was a very generous man, as every one in Squam knew; but he believed that it was only fair that the local fishermen should pay to enter the race. Two dollars, however, stood between Lon and the prize. He shifted his crutch and was about to stamp away on it and his ove ieg, when a familar voice called out cheerily, ‘‘Good- morning, Lon! What ’s the trouble now?” It was Commodore Black who spoke to him, and at the sound Lon whipped around and said quickly: ‘‘Good-morning, sir! I was trying to think of some way to make two dollars.” ‘“Two dollars,”’ echoed bis com panion. ‘What for? Want to see the cirons?’ ‘No, sir,” Lon replied emphatically. “I want a chance to win that dory prize, that ’s all.” ¥ . t lobstering payivg this season, ‘Pretty well, sir; but Alice and Dan have been sick, and it takes all that mother and I can make to pay the doctor's bills and keep them comfortable. That fifteen dollars wonid come in mighty handy now.” “Hom!” ejaculated the commodore. Then Lon turned away and walked up the - road. He was cndgeling his brains to think up some plan whereby he might raise the much: desired two dollars. He had enough lobsters in the ‘‘car” down at the dock to be worth that, if the cottagers wonld only buy them. But on his rounds that morn- ing very few seemed to want lobsters at all. Lon Marshall was filteen years old, and the 103s of his right leg had occurred two Jose ago before, through his being thrown rom a trolley-car. That bappened the winter his father died; and as soon as Lon was able to get about on the rough crutch he had made himself, he worked as hard as hecould helping his mother in keeping a home for Alice and Dan. His father had left him a fast sailing- dory, and,however much Lon was hamper- ed on land hy the loss of his leg, he was as good as the next one on board a boat. The villagers took a pride in his ability asa heat-sailer; and the cottagers liked him for his chearfalness and the way he worked. Bat both as a lobsterman and as a hoat- sailor he had one very active rival. This was Bob Richards, the post masters’s son. Lon and his mother discussed the situa- tion while they were eating dinner, and Mrs. Marshall suggested that be should make another tour of the hotels and cot- tages that afternoon and remind the people that the morrow was ‘‘Squam Day,” and more lohsters wonld be needed to feed the crowd of visitors attracted by the boat- races. Lon started out as soon as dinner was over, but before he bad reached the first cottage, Mrs. Black, the commodore’s wife, called to him from her phaeton. ‘“ Oh, Lon,’ she cried, asshe reined in her horse, “have you any lobsters on hand?” “Yes, ma'am,” replied Lon. And, to his wonder and delight, she ordered ten from him, to be delivered at once. Then she paid him the amount of his *‘bill,” which was three dollars and a half. Lon went back to the cottage with as near toa run as his one leg would allow. “‘Mother,’’ be cried. as he burat into the kitchen, “'I ’ve got it!” And he threw the money on the table. ‘'So yon bave,my boy. But do you really think you ought to go into that race? Isn't it a kind of gambling?’ Lou brushed his doubts aside by saying he guessed ‘if it were gambling Commo- dore Black ‘wouldn’s put the prize up.” Mrs. Marshall had no argument to advance against that statement, for in Squam every- thing the commodore did was considered joss right. Lon took the two dollars, went down to the club-house, and entered his dory for the race. .4 ope you'll win, Lon,” said the stew. ard as he wrote, ‘‘Alovzo Marshali, Wan- derer, Paid,” onlthe list of entries. *'Yon want to look out for Bob Richards, though. That "ere dory of his is right smart.” ‘Oh, I think I can beat him, Jim, unless he outwits me with some surprise. He "sa good sailor, Bat I 'm not afraid of Bob or the Arrow.” The race was set for the next day, the start bling at ten o'clock. Bat, race, or no race, Lon bad to zo out in the bay to overhaul his lobster.pots and take wp his night's catoh. So he left home before day- | the back break the next morning, rowed out to the | bo “Ledge,’’ and after taking up one set of pote baited and dropped the second set over . Before seven o'clock he bad transferred his catch to the ‘‘car” in which he kept : that were davgerous to ot sailed ay skilled bands. Lon liked it, not be- cause he was fearless, but because he knew was nervous on the water, he counted more than ever for this reason on able to beat him. He knew that when heavy puffs came tearing acrosy the bay, whip- ping it into foam, Bob would throw the Arrow op in the wind, thus losing head- way. Meanwhile the Wanderer would be keeping steadily on her way; even if Lon had to olimb ous to windward to do it. That was a pars of sailing a race. As Lon ran out to the Statting poios where the commodore’s schooner lay as anchor, he was startled at catching sight of Marion Darcy, the commodore’s niece out sailing alone in a cranky little rowboat of bherown. It bad been converted intoa sail-boat by she addition of a centreboard and a spritsail that was much too for is, Lon thought. Bat Marion had hrooght up around the water, was thorough- ly at home in boats, and could swim; and her uncle allowed her to do pretty much as she pleased with her hoat. Her great- est danger, Lon knew, lay in ber fearless- ness and ignorance of the faults of her cranky craft. When the boy first i sight of her, she was railing to leeward, running before She wind as Lon ii And, =. waally ppens w a cranky craft, on’s boat was yawing badly, and threatening to roll the hoom under. He ran off to lee- ward of her and then hailed her: **Ob, Miss Marion, don’t you think you are carrying too much sail? It ’s blowing pretty fresh today. It’s coming harder every minute.” “Too much sail?”’ she shouted back across the water; ‘‘not forme. I could n't go to windward without the spirit up. If you don’t look out I’ll beat you to the start.” Thie was a joke, for Lon was gradoally drawing away from her. As he neared the starting-point the thought came into his bead to ran alongside she schooner and to the commodore of the danger on was in. Bat just then the warn- ing-gun for his class sounded, and be went about, hoisted the jib, and began * ey. ing”’ for a good prsition with the four other dories that were entered for the race. The Wanderer stood away from the line for as near two minutes as Lon could count. Then he went about and ran down to the starting-line, with Bob Richarde following his every move. The other three dories were having a battle between themselves on the opposite tack, for their owners rea- lized that they were bound to take third place between them if Lon and Bob stayed in the race. Much to Lon’s disgust, as he neared the line he saw he was ahead of time, and he bad to jibe over and make a track away from it. Boh just canght the gun-fire at the proper time, which gave him the advantage at the start. The course was a triangular one, three miles to a leg. On the first and second legs Bob to keep ahead of Lon’s boat; but on the third one, as the puffs were growing stronger with every he be- gan to lose his courage and let his sheet tun every few minntes as the squalls struck his boat and knocked it down. This was Lon’s opportunity, and skill- fully did he take advantage of it. Before they were halfway home on the last leg, the Wanderer was several lengths ahead of Bob’s boat, and going like a steamer. Lon was soaked through with the s; . Suddenly he again caught sighs of Marion Darcy, who was coming out to meet the racing dories. She was to windward of the Wanderer when Lon saw ber, and it made his heart jump to see the way her cranky rowboat was “lying down’’ under the big sail. Although it was as much as he could do to hold the tiller in one hand and the sheet in the other, he took a turn of the sheet around the tiller tor a moment, and with the haud lefs free waved to her to go Whether she understood him or not, he did not know; bus to his horror he saw her put the tiller up and start to ran across the stern of his dory, with she sail of her boat broad off. Then just what he bad feared happened. The boat rolled into the water, and as Marion jammed the tiller down to swing up into the wind, a vicions puff came tearing across the bay, caught the water-logged sail, and upset the boat, throwing Marion down into the eail. Without a moment's hesitation. Lon jibed over and ran to where the girl was straggling to free hereelf from the sail and the sheet. He could see Bob Richards was keeping on his course, and he realized he bad thrown away the race. Bat he never faltered f6r a moment. He knew Marion could swim, but be was afraid she would become tangled up in the sail. In that lay her danger. True as the direction of the wind, he headed the Wanderer for the disabled boas and struggliog girl. As soon as he came withiv hearing-distance he yelled, “Grab the boat!" and "Kaep stil) and presently he bad rounded the Wanderer up alongside of Mason's boat, Yom Wiel it bi com- paratively easy to drag ber into his dory. Then, whileshe laughed and talked we citedly, he made her sit down in the bot- tom of his boat, threw his oilskin coat around her shoulders, and after f1opping his jib, proceeded to clear the mast and eail away from the overturned craft preparatory to towing it into the harbor. Meanwhile the launch from the commio- dore’s rchooner bad been tearing out to the | scene of the accident. By the time Lon had Marion's boat ready, the launch was up with them, Commodore Black standing at the wheel in the how. Just then, across the water came the sound of the gun an- nouncing the finish. In the midst of the commodore’s heartfelt expression of thanks, | all Lon was thinking of was the fact that he Jost the prize. He refused to the offered tow, and beat back into she Cove alone. He bad to tell his mother of his failare to win the fifteen dollars. It was the custom of the Yacht Club to PY Brsehtation of the pris, ., and per, a e e every one in the village attended the joili- fication. Al he had no share in the distribution of prizes, Lon sium down to the club-house at eight o'clock. He was too whole-souled a boy tolet his defeat interfere with the night's pleasure. The big parlor was crowded, and he bad to perch himeelf up in ove of the windows at of the room with the other village ¥8. Standing on the platform hy the table, the handsome old commodore gave out the Jina, to the accompaniment of applanse rom the crowd in the parlor and out on the piazza. Lon felt a pang of jealousy to- ward Bob Richards when he saw him walk up the aisle to receive the little purse thas contained three shining five-doliar gold picces. Then the audience started to move out of the room, hut the commodore raixed his bend and asked every one to wait a moment. He litted from the table a red flannel bag, from which he diew another silver cap. Old yaent<men and those near the table recognize as once the cup which the commodore’s son (who bad fallen in the Spanisd War) bad won in a hotly contest- race nine years helore: ‘I have one more prize to present,” he eaid, “Iris an impromptu one, justas was the act is is to honor. This afternoon, most of us assembled here saw a boy doa very brave thing: he deliberately threw away a race he was about to win is order to save a human life. You all know whom and what J mean—I refer to Alonzo Mar- shall, and bis rescae of my piece.”” The commodore had to stop a moment until the clapping of bauds and stamping of feet ceased. “In giving this cup, that was the prize of one brave boy, to another brave boy, I feel that I am honoring both.”” Then ke called out, ‘‘Come up heie, Lon," and the red-faced lad was pushed lovingly hy every hand that conld reach him up through the narrow aisle to the platform. As Lon took the cap, the kindly giver leaned down aod whispered, ‘There 's something ivside it for yon, Lon.”” And while the crowd cheered and clapped and stamped their feet until the walls echoed again, Lon stumped away to show his prize to his mother. At the first electric light he st long enough to see what the : ething inside’’ was; and his astonish. ed gaze fell on a check for fifty dollars — By William B. M’Cormick, in 8t. Nicholas. Lenten Season Will Open Feb. 28th. Lent, the penitential season which will be observed by Roman Catholicand Eps- copaliane, will begin Wednesday, Feb. 28h, the fortieth day before Easter, which this year falls on Sunday, April 15th. Palm Sunday this year falis on Feb. 8th; Maundy Thursday avd Good Friday on the 12th and 13th of she month. Holy week will be properly observed by the Catholics and Episcopalians of this place. Septuagesima Sunday, the third Sunday before Lent and the seventh day—reckon- ing in round numbers--before Easter, ocours on Feb. 11th, Sexagesima Sunday on Feb. 18th and Quinquagesima Sunday on Feb. Originally the time extending fiom Sep- tuagesima Sunday to Ash Wednesday was known and observed as Shrove-tide. Shrove tide means confession time. In the early days of the church the whole period after Septuagesima Sunday seems to have been a time for preparation for the penitentinl sea- son of Lent, the chief part of which prep- aration consisted in receiving the sacra- ment of penance—in being ‘‘shriven,” or confessing. In the modern discipline of the Roman Catholic church « trace of this is still preserved, as in many countries the time of confession, which precedes the Paschal, or Easter communion, commences from Shrove-tide. In England after the Reformation, these days were sometimes called Fasting-tide, or Fast mase, although the practice of “‘shriving” in which it bad its origin, was Drecopt of Hbstatgh whee: toe tele precept of * ving'’ under the discipline of the mediaeval church, the faithfal upon the eve of Lent were indulged with per- mission to give themselves up to the amuse- ments and festive celebrations. Thus the day preceding Ash Wednesday was a, time for relaxation,and was designated as Shrove Tuesday, a name still retained in the cal- endar tor the Taesday immediately preced- ing Lent. Ash Wednesday, the first day of Lent is the fasting time before Easter, and is ob- served in the Roman and the Greek and other oriental churches. ——— In n Nutshell. Women are not photographed in China. A woman can vote on the Isle of Man. The sense of smell is weaker in the female than the male. The artificial manufacture of ice dates back to 1783. . Lemons are used for soap in many lemon growing countries. The average cost of clothes in India isa dime a year. In royal families the pilicesses marry ad about twenty-two, the princes at about twenty five, Doesn't Like to Move. the tautawa, a nine inch lizard whose home is in New Zealand. Thie little imita- tion saurian has the reputation of being the laziest creature eer created. He is usnal- ly found clinging to rocks or logs along the shores of rivers aud lakes and has been kuown to remain in one position perfectly motionless for many months. How the Creature manages to exist is a mystery. His Own Chair. *‘Beg pardon,’’ said the garrulons pas- senger, ‘but I thiok I heard you addressed as professor. Might I inquire what chair you hold ?"! **The chair right next to the door,” an- swered the professor. *‘I run a shop of my own, The Proper Caper. Tom—Here ! You've started your note to Borroughs “*Dr. Sir.” Don't you know that sort of abbreviation is very slovenly ? Diek—No, sir. *'Dr.” is all right in this case. Heowes me money. be asked me it I wouldn't marry the first man who came along. Miss Snappe—The idea ! Don’t those obviously unnecessary questions make you weary ? if | =——"Does your husband complain be- | vause you belong to so many clubs 9"! **Well, no. He's too busy complaining about the food and the way the children are neglected.” S— ~——Nurse—See, charlie, the stork has brought you a nice little brother ! Charlie—Yes, that's the way ! Jost as ba getting on in she world competition ns. ——Mrs. Askitt—What is a prodigy ? Mr. Tellitt—A girl who knows she can- not sing and doesn’t attempt it. A ——————— —=A man cannot escape in thought any more than he can in language from the past and the present. 3 ~—8he—Is my hat on straight ? He—I Presusie it is on the way you wantit. It not on horizontal. ——— Miss Passay—And then, miud von, | tution. A most curious and sluggish creature is | CFFICERS WIN: Lieut. Snyder Intimatcd Naval Fourth Classmen Should Be Disciplined. Annapolis, Md., Jan. 23.—For the first time since the present hazing trials began evidence was given be- fore the court martial tending to sup- port the assertion that officers on duty at Annapolis have winked at hazing. Midshipman Claude B. Mayo, testify- ing in his own behalf, swore that Lieu- tenant C. P. Snyder, the officer in charge of Bancroft Hall last Septem- | ber, had used language which was | generally interpreted by tke upper | classmen to mean that they should discipline the fourth classmen by ap- plying some of the usual hazing methods. Midshipman H. B. Reibe, of the first class, testified as to the fourth class- men laughing in ranks, and said that Lieutenant Snyder had asked Mid- shipman Brainard what was the mat- ter with the fourth class, and Brainard replied: “They dcn't get enough of it.” The officer then asked him why, and Brainard said: “We don't get at them enough.” “That's s0,” the officer replied, ac- cording to the witness, and then there was something said, he thought, about the officer going away after dinner. Mayo then to'? a” t“~ ecanversation, but he did not remember exactly what was said by the officer about leaving the building, though he received an impression that he would do so, which was strengthened, he said, by the fact that the officer actually did leave the building after dinner. He had then, he said, gone to the rooms of some fourth classmen and had put them on their heads or caused them to do the “16th,” for a very short time each. FRANCE GIVEN FREE HAND Will Not Violate Monroe Doctrine In Venezuelan Affair. Washington, Jan. 22.—Convinced of the sincerity of the assurances receiv- ed from France regarding her loyalty to the Monroe doctrine and all that it involves, the Washington government has given the Paris government a free hand in the execution of its program for the solution of the Venezuelan problem. The conferences on this phase of the question occurred some time ago, and M. Jusserand, the French ambassador, has final assurance that the efforts of France to obtain diplo- matic treatment for her charge d'af- faires at Caracas will not be inter preted at Washington as in any way violative of the Monroe doctrine. The whereabouts of the French ships remains a mystery so fa as the officials of the state department and French embassy are concerned, it is stated. It is assumed, however, that they are daily in touch with the min- istry of marine at Paris and are awaiting an opportunity to take such action as their instructions may pro- vide for. LEAR GIVEN FIVE YEARS Convicted Bank Wrecker Takes Ap: peal and Is Released On Bail. Philadelphia, Jan. 20.—Henry Lear was sentenced to five years in the eastern penitentiary by Judge Mec Pherson in the United States district court. An appeal was at once taken to the United States circuit court of ap peals by Silas W. Petit, and the de fendant was admitted to bail in the sum of $10,060 pending the disposition of the case in the higher court. Lear was convicted last September, after being tried three times, of mis. applying funds of the Doylestown Na: tional Bank, of which he was presi dent. He was charged with using $60, 000 of the bank's money, but his de fense was that his transactions were legal as his actions were well known to the board of directors of the insti WILL BUY CASTO A SHIP Scheme to Reward Cherokee Herc Takes Definite Shape. Atlantic City, N. J, Jan. 20.—At a meeting of business men, members of the board of trade and other interests it was decided to buy if possible the schooner Alberta and present it to | Captain Casto, the Cherokee hero, on | the night of January 27, when the hoard of trade will hold its annual banquet. The scheme as adopted is to combine lical funds with those of the Clover Club of Philadelphia and other contributions and make the banquet the occasion to present it. General Miles is to be invited to deliver the presentation speech. The owner, Fred Currie, asks $6000 for the Alberta, and is not anxious to sell. If he declines what is offered a new boat will ba bought. Hard On ice Harvest. Scranton, Pa., Jan. 23.—The warm weather has caused a cesastion of ice harvesting in the Wayne and Pocono regions. Ice that was nine inches in thickness last Saturday is now less than four inches thick. It is not only too thin io cut, but unsafe to work. If the present south wind continues much longer, the harvesters say, all the ice will disappear from the ponds. The ice houses are only about one- third filled and a famine is a strong possibility. 600 Canaries Suffocated. Philadelphia, Jan. 22.—Six hundred canary birds, the property of E. C. Vahle, a pet stock dealer at 319 Mar- ket street, perished from suffocation by smoke during a fire. The feathered warblers had just Leen imported by Vahle, and were stored in cages on the second floor of his own building. After the fire Vahle found all of his importation dead except about hal? a dozen, “AT HAZING | 4 WEEK'S NEWS CONDENSED. Wednesday, January 17. Benjamin F. Meyers, a wealthy re- tired business man, dropped dead om the street at Wilkes-Barre, Pa. The Chicago Board of Trade, at their last annual meeting, resolved to con- struct an imposing new office building. Rev. W. N. Cleveland, brother of former President Grover Cleveland, died of paralysis at Columbus, O., aged 73 years, Three Japanese counterfeiters have been arrested at Seattle Wash., and hundreds of dollars worth of spurious $5 and $10 gold pieces captured. The body of Daniel Carney, 67 years old, who wandered from St. Joseph's Home for the Aged, at Beverly, N. J., was found in the Delaware river. Thursday, January 18. Dr. Gustavus R. Knabe, known as the “father of music,” died at Knox- ville, Tenn., aged 89 years. The Nationsl Hardwood Manufac- turers’ Association have increased the price of hardwoods $1 to $2 a thousand feet. Mrs. Ida Uhl, who was charged with murdering her husband, died at the Athens, O., insane asylum, having been adjudged insane. Sells & Downs’ circus, in winter quarters at Birmingham, Ala., was sold at public auction to C. W. Thompson, of Boston, for $35,000. Friday, January 19. Fire at Port Royal, Pa. destroyed four dwelling houses and a store, caus- ing a loss of $25,000, The tugboat Andrew Axton was de stroved by fire at Duquesne, Pa., en- tailing a loss of $30,000. Two trainmen were killed in a col lision of freight rains on the B. & O. railroad near Warren, O. Three men were blown to pieces by an explosion of giant powder in the Opp mine, near Jacksonville, Ore, Mrs. Elizabeth Aiken, 89 years old, a famous purse in the Civil War, and familiarly known as “Aunt Lizzie,” died in Chicago. Saturday, January 20. Former President Bartolome Mitre, of the Argentine Republic, died at Buenos Ayres, aged 83 vears. David Cannon, of Seaford, Del, who two weeks ago accidentally shot him- self in the foot, died of lockjaw. Fire swept over 40 miles of prairie in Duell county, Neb., destroying two ranches and damaging 12 others. Loss, $100,000. Members of the Iowa senate signed a petition for a full pardon for Mrs. Tolla. the New Jersey murderess, now under sentence to die. A library building nearly a block long, costing $1,500,000, will be erected in Chicago as a memorial to the late Dr. William R. Harper. Monday, January 22, Seven men were killed by a snow- slide at the mining camp at Alta, Utah. There have been eight deaths so far at the naval training station at New- port, R. I, from spinal meningitis. For sending objectionable literature through the mails Edward F. Hansen was sent to jail for a year and fined $5000 at Chicago. Breaking of the ice while they were crossing Pettipaug pond, in Ivorytown, Conn., caused the drowning of Harold Norris and Ernest Davidson, each 12 years of age. Because the Maccabees refused to pay Mrs. Charlotte Felix, of Shamokin, Pa., a death benefit, claiming her hus- band was a suicide, sho sued and re- covered a verdict for $3600, Tuesday, January 23, The Baltimore chrome works, at Bal- timore, Md, was damaged by fire to the extent of $59,000. Frederick S. Stedman, the well- known dog fancier, dropped dead in Pittsburg of heart trouble. General Robert S. Brown, a promi- nent retired agriculturist, died at his home at Bethiehem, Pa., aged 88 years. A bill was introduced in the Virginia legislature to erect a monument to General Fitzhugh Lee in the capitol square at Richmond. Ernest Baker, a negro, was taken from jail at Hopkinsville, Ky., by a mob and hanged for attempted crimi- nal assault on a white woman. PRESIDENTIAL NOMINATIONS Names of New Ambasadors and Post. masters Sent to Senate. Washington, Jan. 23.—The president sent the following nominations to the senate: Ambassadors extraordinary and plen- ipotentiary—Lake E. Wright, Tennes- see, to Japan; David E. Thompson, | Nebraska, to Mexico; Lloyd C. Gris- com, Pennsyivania, to Brazil. Governor general of the Philippine Islands—Henry Clay Ide, Vermont. Vice governor of the Philippine Isl- ands—James F. Smith, California. Collector of customs — C. Wesley Thomas, District of Philadelphia, Pa. Postmasters — Maryland—Waiter R. Rudy, Mount Airy; William M. School- fleld, Pocomoke City. New Jersey—William H. Hamilton, Ocean Grove. Pennsylvania — Joseph H. MecClel- land, New Florence; William H. Mor- ris, Rimersburg; Wallace W. Oberly, Womelsdorf; John C. Chamberlain, Everett; William J. Leahy, Falls Creek; Warren F. Simrell, Hallstead; Robert D. Peck, Lock Haven; George C. Burns, Montrose; Ezra H. Ripple, Scranton. Virginia--W. S. Ross, Big Stone Gap; Thomas W. Carter, Orange; Bentley Kern, Winchester. So They Do. “Some men are born great.” Yes, but gracious, how some of them do shrink! —London Tit-Bits. The highest compact we can make with our fellow Is, let there be truth between us forevermore.—~Emerson. TAMMANY SOCIETY. The Origin of the Organization In the Time of Jefferson. Tammany was the heir of the spirit of the Sons of Liberty of the Revolu- tionary war. It was kin in some of its purposes at least to those who were then beginning the revolution in France. It was enthusiastic in its ‘sup- port and approval of that revolution. Ind. ed a misty legend has been handed down from generation to generation in the hall that the suggestion came from Jefferson himself, who, called from France to Washington's cabinet, was pained to see that aristocracy, English in its impulse and fostered by the So- ciety of the Cincinnati, was rooting it- self so early in our national life. To crush that impulse, at least to fetter it, Jelloreon gave the hint, and Tammany, “+ tomahawk, stood facing the »eactl and its swewd, + wlinin Mooney, an upholsterer, but, Lie many of tlie mechanies of that day, keenly interested in politics, suggested that there be brought together in an as- sociation those who dreaded the aris tocracy and who suspected that the purpose of Hamilton was to force the government into something like a lim- ited monarchy. Mooney found a good many mechanics and merchants who thought as he did, and so a common purpose, the grouping impulse rather than any cunzing planning of one man for personal advancement, brought some of the ablest political and per- sonal foes of Hamilton and Jay togeth- er, and with some mystery of oaths and ritual, the pipe of peace, the feath- ered headdress, even the painted face and leathern costume, with wampum for its ornament, these men were bound in one association as the Tam. many society, or Columbian order, BURIED LIVING PERSONS. Horrible Custom of Japanese Prior to Year G46 A. D. Prior to the year G46 A. D. the Japa- nese had one of the most horrible burial customs that can be imagined— that of burying all the immediate friends and retainers of a prince or other person of note in a standing po- sition around the potentate’s grave and leaving thei in the earth up to their necks to perish of thirst and hunger, The custom cannot be said to have been general as late as the date given, for the Japanese records prove that In the time of the Emperor Suinin 07-30 B. C.) the burial rites of royal person- ages were so modified as to abolish former cruelties. Speakingiof a young brother of Suinin, who died and had his retinue buried around his grave, the old record says: “For many days they died not, but wept and cried aloud. At last they died. Dogs and crows assembled and ate off their heads. The emperor's compassion was aroused, and he de- sired to change the manner of burial, When the empress died, soon after, the mikado inquired of his officers if some- thing in the way of a change could not be suggested, and one proposed to make clay figures of men and bury them as substitutes.” That this did not entirely do away with the former custom is proved by an edict issued in the year 646 A, D,, the date given first above, which forbid the burial of living persons and pro- vided a penalty for further adherence to the awful rite.—8t. Louis Republic, Carlyle's Bluntness. Thomas Carlyle once took Lord Houghton (Richard Milnes) to task in regard to the proposed pension for Lord Tennyson. “Richard Milnes,” said Carlyle, taking his pipe out of his mouth, “when are yé gaun to get that pension for Alfred Tennyson?’ Milnes tried to explain that there were diffi- culties in the way and that possibly his constituents, who knew nothing about Tennyson, would accuse him of being concerned in a job were he to succeed in getting the desired pension for the poet. “Richard Milnes,” replied the sage, “on the day of judgment, when: the Lord asks ye why ye didna get that pension for Alfred Tennyson, itll no do to lay the blame on your constituents, It's you that'll be damned.” A Careful Patient. A woman whose throat had troubled her for a long time, says a writer in the Philadelphia Ledger, grew impa- tient at the slow progress she was making and made complaint to her doctor, who said: “Madam, I can never cure you of this throat trouble unless you stop talk- ing and give your throat a complete rest.” “But, doctor,” objected his patient, “I'm very careful what I say. I never use harsh language or anything of that kind.” . What Noah Did. The story is told of a congressman that he once declared in an address to the house, “As Daniel Webster says in his dictionary.” “It was Noah who wrote the dic- tionary,” whispered a colleague who sat at the next desk, “Noah nothing,” replied the speaker. “Noah built the ark.” Double. “Apparently you don’t admire Miss Skreech.” “No. I don't like her airs.” “What airs?’ “Those she sings and those she wears "Exchange. Cutting. Gaggs—I don't see why everybody calls Miss Keen clever. I think she | is very dull, Waggs—That is very | strange, for 1 heard she cut you yes. | terday In the street. Fortune Is evar seen accompanying | industry ~Goldsmith,
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