i _ Bellefonte, Pa., May 18, 1906. —————————— THE COUNTRY OF WIDE EYED DREAMS, By Jaxszs Mosvacue. Where are you journeying, little boy, So far from the world and me? Your round, blue eyes are alight with joy At something I cannot see. Wonderful visions of dewey dells, Where spirits flit to and fro On shadowy wings and weave their spells O’er the pilgrims that come and go; Fire-eyed goblins that grin and nod At the fluttering butterflies, Fairies asleep "neath the goldenrod That bends under autumn skies— All these must lie on the road you tread And beckon you on the while Toward the light that is lingering on ahead In the land of the rainbow's smile Take me with you, far seeing elf, To that realm where you are to-day, Where worldly cares and thoughts of self Are ever so far away. Show me the wonders your little eyes Have learned to discover there, For 1 see them light with a pleased surprise As you sit in that rocking chair, And swinging so dreamily, look away To a country beycnd my ken, A country I fear you will seek some day And never come back again, Yet I know no way that a child may go, With a fair and cloudless brow And never ashadow of pain or woe, But the one you are traveling now. COURAGE. Jack was small for bis age. ‘‘He is small inside, too,’’ said Al White. “‘He is scared of everything.” Jack’s face flushed very red. It was true. He did feel afraid of a good many different things. ‘What's this ?’’ said a voice behind him. “Afraid, is he? Yes, I have noticed that. He is the youngster that couldn't even screw his courage up to tell a lie.” It was George Haynes. He was talkin about the first day at school, when Jack bad broken a window pane at recess and bad walked right up the school house steps into the office and the terrible presence of Dr. Bonsal and told him that he bad done it. George was the biggest and strongest boy in the school; he knew his lessons best,and hie was the jolliest. So now, when he smiled down at Jack, Al did not tease him any more for the present, ‘But 1 wish I could be brave,” Jack eaid dolefully to himself, when he bad tarned the corner away from the others. ‘‘It’'s splendid to be brave. And it's right. Ttry. Mother says’ —Jack smiled a little -=‘‘that she can see some difference in me.’ Jack bad come te his own gate. The baby was at the window, with his hands patting the panes and a wrinkle of wel- come across his scrap of a nose. “Well, anyway,” said Jack, *‘I'll just try on, and maybe after a while the change will be big enough for almost any one to notice it.”’ So the days went by until they made a month. Some of them were rather sorrow- ful days for Jack. There was the time at recess when George Haynes's shaggy vel. low dog bounded up to him and put his great, rough paws on Jack’s shoulders just for sport. Jack “yelled like a Comanche,’ Al White said. “That dog,” Al said, ‘‘is exactly like a kitten, it’s so playful, everyhody knows.’ “But,” stammered Jack, ‘it was so— unexpected.” “If it had been expected,’’ grinned Al, ‘you would bave been up in the third story when it came. You are an elegaut rouner.”’ Then there was the day when ther all went down in the woods and came to a brook with just a narrow branch over it for a bridge. thought it was fun. go a step. He went home. and shut his eyes aud fell over on the | “He's dead ! Oh, he’s dead !”’ cried Al. | *‘Nobody can ever tell him bow brave he was !"’ When the slow village fire-engine began pumping, flames were over the sides of the window where Flora and Jack bad been. And the man in the buggy bad driven off again to carry Jack to his moth- er. His mother did not say anything. She just kissed him on the top of his singed bai r. He had also burned his hands, but while the burns were painful they were not seri- ous. In three or four days he could go back to school again. School was in the town hall. It was not far away, es it took Jack a long Sine $0 get there, for so many persons stopped him and asked him how he felt. It made him very uneasy, for fear he should he late. At lass, however, he dodged into the door of the ball and began toolimb the steep stairs. His last thought before be got to the top was : *‘As soon as recess comes I'll remind Al White that I went in where the fire was of my own free will. He can’s say I didn't.” All the scholars were assembled in the main ball for prayers. Dr. Bonsal was standing on the platform with the Bible in his bands, ready to begin, when the door- knob tarned and Jack slipped in. Dr. Bovsal laid down the Bible, and every head turned toward the late comer. Jack hesitated. The room was very still. Dr. Boneal walked down from the platform to the door. “My boy,’’ be said, when he got to Jack, “‘we are all Posse He must have felt a cough or a sneeze or something in his throat, for be stopped to clear it. And after that he did not go on. He began to shake hands with Jack, but when he saw all his tied-up fingers be had to stop again. Then what do you think he did—this very dignified principal ? He put his band under Jack’s chin, tilted his face up, and stooped and kissed him on his fore- head! Kissed him! Right out before the school ! How those boys and girls did clap and cheer aud cheer ! Jack thought that they would never stop. And Dr. Bonsal just let them and smiled. Jack changed what he was going to tell Al at recess. After Al had talked a great deal himself, what Jack really did say, an- comfortably, was : ‘‘But I'm scary yet. Mother thinks I'm better, but I'm still scary, I guess.” ‘‘Pshaw ! That's nothing !"’ said Al. ‘‘If a person is scarier of meanness than he ia of anything else, so that he’s brave at the best times, then other little frights don’t matter very much.” Then Jack drew a deep breath, and torn- ed to his lessons, with an easy mind. For he saw that after this Al wonld always take his part. ‘‘Bat,’’ said Jack, within himself, “I'm going to get hraver than those other sud- den, little frights, besides. I can.”—By Sally Campbell, in St. Nicholas. Platt's Little Bag of Dollars. The stepdaughter of Senator Platt, of New York, was married a short time ago. The Senator wanted togive ber, as one of hie presents, a thousand dollars in gold. He asked his secretary to go to the Treas- ury and get a thousand dollars, newly minted and never used. The gold was ob- tained and placed in a bag, tied with a rib- bon and sent to the Capitol. The Senator was in his seat when the gold arrived. It was sent in to him by a page. He examined the bag, tossed it back and forth in his hands a few moments and theo les it drop to the floor, thinking to pick it up at once. Something interrupted him, he forgot all about it ard went 10 his npartment. A few moment ufeer Mr. Pinte left his secretary found the wold and put it in the safe in the Senator's committee room. He knew the Senator would ask about it sooner or later. Next morning at four o'clock the secre- tary’s telephone bell rang. He got up sleepily and answered the call. i “Hello !'" came over the wire. *'Is that | yon, Howe 2 Well, I with you would go { op 10 the Senate chamber right away and | wee if vou can find that thousand dollars in gold. | dropped it up there and forgot all All the rest walked across and | haut it, Bat Jack woald not Howe told him he had it in the commit- tee safe, Then there were other days with other | 0 “I ans glad of it.” said the Senator. *‘It similar happenings. The school house was off hy itself at the end of a new side street. No house was near. Every afternoon Mrs. McNeill wens to sweep and clean it. Often she took her little gir! Flora with her, when there was nobody ‘to keep het” as home. The next afternoon after the month was over, Al and Jack and three or four others were walking pass the school. Suddenly Al cried out : *‘Look there ! Look at that!" Great pofls of smoke were coming out of the windows on one side, and a nimble lit- tle streak of flame was running under the eaves, “Fire! Fire! Fire!” shouted all the boys. A man passing iu a buggy heard them and saw,and whipped up his horse to carry the alarm. The boys rushed into the school yard, wild with excitement, delighted that “they were privileged to enjoy *‘the whole show’ —all of them but Jack. Jack hung hack. ‘It won’s bite you, Jack,’ said Al, en- couragingly, ‘‘any more than Spur. Come Jack did not answer. Indeed, he bad no time. For again Al cried out sharply : “Look m The other boss followed his horrified gesture and saw Fiera McNeill standing at a second -story window. They called and beckoned to her to come down; she shok her head and spoke to them, but they could not hear what she said. “Yoo must come !"’ screamed Al. ‘Youn must—"’ “She can’e !'" nroke in one of the boys, remembering. ‘‘Her mother has locked ber in. The key is in the door.” The clonds of smoke were thicker, the stiip of fire was wider, and through the hoy«’ hlank silence came the sound of a deep ramble in the school house. “Al's face was white, “The firemen will he here soon witha ladder,”” he muttered. “It won't take them any time—"' He did nos finish. Jack brushed past bim on a run, dashed up the school house steps, and vanished in the building. Afser an endless minute the boys outside saw him for an instant at the window with Flora, then toth were gone. He wax longer coming down. Bat he came at last. He had put his jacket over Flora’s head, ax Dr. Bonsal had told them to do in cases of fire, and he was leading her down the stairs, passing the firemen in the smoke. “I guess she’s all right,” he said. There was a queer gasp in his voice; he choked ight have kept me awake a few minotes inking about it." —Saturday Evening Spending Money. Whatever a child's lot in life, he should be taught the fail value of money, and be given a clear idea a¢ to whata certain amoout will buy. There ix uo hetter way to teach this lesson than to set aside a cer- tain amount, however small, for his per- sonal, undirected use. The money should be paid to him promptly, that the obild may learn the advantages of systematic dealings. In addition to this, it might he well to pay a small sum for any extra work performed by the child, rather than giving it outright. If, however, the parent caun- uot afford to give the extra amount, he should be allowed to earn small amounts by hits own exertions from others, which will teach him the value of lahor,and prac- tical suggestion as to how the money might be epent to the hest advantage, might he offered; but his best lessons should come through actual experience. He will thas learn to make sacrifices or to save from day to day for the purchase of some coveted possession. Why Not Checkers? The recent trouble at the Naval Academy at Annapolis recalled to older naval officers the story about Admial Jounett, who read one day in his newspaper that the Secre- tary of the Navy had expelled rome mid- shipwen from the Academy for fighting. ouett toddled over to the Navy Depart- ment and called on the Secretary. “What's this I hear about expelling some boys for fighting 2’ he asked. “It is true.’ the Secretary replied. “I expelled two.” “What !'" roared Jouett. “What is a naval officer for if it isn’s to fight ? We are not raising a lot of ministers over there at Annapolis Are von gning to keep those middies playing checkers all the time?” And, it may he remarked, a good many naval officers feel the same way at the pres. ent time. Sir I"" exclaimed the injured party, ‘you stuck your umbrella in wy eye ’ “0, no,’ replied the cheerful offender, “yon are mistaken.” “Mistaken 27’ demanded the irate man ; “you idiot, I know when my eye is hart, I press’ *‘Donbtless,” replied the cheerful chap, “but yon don’t kvow my ambrella. I borrowed this one from a friend today.” THE STORY OF THE HYMNS. Lives there a man in the civilized world, be he saint or sinner, who can say that he does not remember some gospel hymn? Maybe he recali< the tune and not the words—perhap= the words have remained longer than the musie. Like as not itis the one hiv heard faint and far away in the days long ago when his mother was croon- ing over tne honsework—it might be the one that attracted his passing attention on a dark night to the bright pictured window of some strange church. Possibly the one that struck his fancy or his conscience at that loog ago revival meeting. Surely there must be one gospel hymn that bas stuck in his memory to console or to chide him. But this does not matter. Since Moses and the children of Israel sang: *‘I will sing unto the Lord, for He bath trinmph- ed gloriously,”” all ieligious movements bave been accompanied hy song and the gospel hymn has long since heen a house- hold fact. There can scarcely be any man more thoroughly conversant with the gos- pel hymuos of today, or of yesterday, for that matter—than Ira D. Sankey, whose long and eventful life of religious singing and exhortation is coming to a close. Luck- ily before blindness overtook him, he found time and inclination to write his biography and bis personal knowledge of gospel hymos and their history in a vol- ume entitled : “‘Sankey’'s Story of the Gospel Hymus,’’ recently from the press of the Sunday School 7T¥mes company of Philadelphia. The biography itself is full of exciting incident and graphic history. The story of his meeting with his life com- panion, D. L. Moody, of their subsequent religions work abroad, and here, of their thrilling escape from the great fire in Chi- cago, and of the incidents that befell him in England, Seotland and the United States is told in a straightforward and pleasant manner. As for bis story of the hymos: It isdi- vided into an alphabetical arrangement of short sketches of origin and authorship of familiar hymus, together with his experi- ence in the use of them. Excerpts from Mr. Bankey’s ‘‘Story of the Gospel Hymns’ follow here : A MIGHTY FORTRESS. A mighty fortress is Our God, A bulwark never fuiling. Martin Luther, the great leader of the Reformation, is the author of hoth the words and music of this famous hymn, probably written in 1521. The English version is a translation by the Rev. Dr. F. H. Hedge. Daring the prolonged contest of the Reformation period ‘‘A Mighty Fortress'’ was of incalculable bepefit aud comfort to the Protestant people, and it he- came the national hymn of Germany. Gus- tavas Adolphus, the hero of the Thirty- Year war, adopted it ax his battle hymn when he was leading his troops to meet Wallenstein. The fie line of this hymn is inscribed on Luther's monament in Wit- tenburg : A SHELTER IN THE TIME OF STORM. The Lord's our Rock, in Him we bide A shelter in the time of storm. I found this hymn in a small paper pub- lished in London, called the Postman. It was said to be a favorite song of the fisher. men on the north coast of England, and they were often heard singing it as they approached their harbors in the time of storm. Asthe hymn was set to a wierd, minor tune, I decided to compose one that would he more practical, one that could he more easily sang hy the people. ALMOST PERSUADED. Almost Persuaded, now to believe, Aimost persuaded, Christ to receive. ‘*He who is almost persuaded is almost saved, and to be almost saved is to he en- tirely lost,” were the words with which the Rev. Mr. Brundage ended one of his sermons. P. P. Bliss, who was in the an- dience, was much impressed with the thought, and immediately set about the composition of what proved to he one of his most popular songs. AT THE CROSS. Alas! and did my Savior bleed? And did my Sovereign die? *‘At the Cros«<’ is the name of the new tune hy R. E. Hudron for the old hymn hy Watts, ‘‘Alas and Did My Savior Bleed 2’ The words were first published in Watt's “Hymns and Spiritaal Songs,” in 1707, under the title, ‘Godly Sorrow Arising from the Sufferings of Christ.” BLESSED ASSURANCE. Blessed assurance, Jesus is mine, 0, what a foretaste of glory divine! “During the recent war in the Trans- vaal,”’ said a gentleman at my meeting in Exeter ball, London, in 1900, ‘‘when the soldiers going to the front were passing another body of soldiers who were recog nized, their greetings used to be, 'Four- vine-four ! hoys ; four-nine four I" and the salute would invariably be answered with, “Six farther on, boys ; six farther on.” The significance of this was that in ‘Sacred Songs and Solos.” a nuwbher of copies of the small edition of which bad been sent to the front, number 494 was ‘God be with yon ’til we me:t again,’ and «ix further on than 494, or No. 500, was ‘Blessed -assurauce, Jesus is mine,” ”’ DARK 1S THe NIGHT. When [ wa< chotister in Mr. Moody's Sanday schol. on the north side of Chica- go, we frequently used this hymu. On the memorable Sunday night when the city was destroyed hy fire, and [ bad made my escape in a small boat out into Lake Mioh- igan this song came to my mind, and as I sat there watching the city baru, I sang: Dark is the night, and cold the wind is bluw- in g. Nearer and nearer come the breaker's roar; Where shall I go. or whither fly for refuge? Hide me, my Father, 'till the storm is o'er. GoD BE WITH YoU. God be with you till we meet again; By His counsels guide, uphold you. The late Dr. Rankin, president of .How- ard aniversity, Washington, D. C., said re- garding this oft-used parting hymn: “Written in 1882 ax a Christian good-by, it was called forth hy no person or occasion, but deliberately composed as a Christian hymno on the basis of she etymology of ‘good hy,’ which is ‘God be with yon.” * # * Jt wassung for the first time one evening in the Fist Congregational church in Washingtor, of which I was then the pastor. «nd J. W. Bisheff, the organise, [ attributed its popnlarity in no little part to the music to which it was set. It was a wedding of words and musio, at which is was my fanction to preside. . JUST AS 1 AM. Just as I am without one plea, But that Thy blood was shed for me. Miss Charlotte Elliott was visiting some friends in the wess end of London and there met the eminent minister, Caesar Malan. When they met again at the home of a ma- tual friend, three weeks Inter, Miss Elliott told the mspister that ever since he had spoken to hier he had been trying to find ber Savior, and that now she wished him to tell her how to come to Christ. ‘Just come to Him as you are,’’ Dr. Malan said. This she did and went away rejoicing. Shortly afterward she wrote this hymn, ‘“Just as I am, without one plea.” [It was first pablished in “The Iuvalid’s Hymn Book’ in 1836. MY COUNTRY 'T1S OF THEE. The words of this popuiar hymn, now known as the national hymn of America, were written in 1832 by 8. F. Smith, D. D, Dr. 8mith says: *‘I found the tuve ina German music book, brought to this coun- try by the late William C. Woodbridge, and put into my hande by Lowel! Mason." The real origin of the tune is much disput- ed, but the credit is usually given to Hen- ry Carey. The hymn was first sung ata children’s Fourth of July celebration in the Park Street church, Boston. ONWARD CHRISTIAN SOLDIERS. Onward, Christian soldiers, Marching as to war— Written for a special occasion, the an- thor was totally unprepared for the suhse- quent popularity of this hymn, In 1895 he said regarding its composition: ‘On Whit Monday, thirty years ago, i* was ar- ranged that our school ~hould join forces with that of a neighboring village. I want- ed the children to sing while marching from one village to another. bat couldn’s think of anything quite suitable, so I sat up at night, resolved that I would write something inysell. ‘Onward Christian Sol- diers' was the resnlt. The tune to which it is now sung is the one by which Sir Ar- thur Sullivan is likely to be known long- est to posterity. These are only snatches from Mr. Sank. ey’s stories and one needs nothing more than a memory to find unexpected enjoy- ment in them. Somewhere, as you skim along, are you sure to find yourself hum- ming some old familiar hymn, suggested hy the words in print, aud if you are hon- est with yonrself, yon are quite likely to find that yon somewhere remember a lot of them youn shought you had forgotten. —Ira D. Sankey's Interesting Book of His. tory and Recollections. Some Unsolved Riddles. While fishes in the depths of the sea doubtless find good use for their lights in those dark abysses, to which no ray of sun- shine penetrates even at high noon, itis puzzling to know for what purpose Nature bas provided lamps for such multitudes of tiny marine organiems. Why, too, should mere microbes possess lanterns of their own? Nobody can sav. The glowworm (female of a species of heetle,and wingless) uses its torch to notify ite flying mate of is whereabouts. But why. again does the Pholas—a kind of mollusk that lives in holes in rocks-~yield a liquid that con- tinues to shine, even after it has been filtered, for a great length of time? These are things which nobody has heen able to find our. Nevertheless, great im- portance must be regarded as attaching to the discovery of the nature of the living light which has been so long a puzzle—an illnminaut which we mav hope to be able to utilize at a futnre day in some practical and advantageous manner. From generation to generation the light- bearing creatures transmit the wonderful lamp that is never extinguished, and which seems to have been ignited at the very dawn of creation. This they have dune through the ages, and will continue to do through ages yes to come. The question of most interest to ourselves is whether science will some day enable us to take a spark from their torch, and hand it down to oor own descendants for the enlightenment of a later and better civilization.—Saturday Evening Post. Glass Bandages. The notion of using window glass as a .snbstitute for lint seems rather odd, but recent experiments have shown that it serves the purpose admirably. One should explain, however, that it ie employed not in a powdered form, but in small sheets. The assertion is made that, utilized in this way, it is hetter than lint for excluding germs and for preventing bleeding. It is said that the glass i= especially serv- iceable in the treatment of large burns. A piece is cut an inch or so higger all around than the wound, and, the edges being smoothed and smeared with carbolio oil, it is pressed firmly upon the part. Around the edges absorbent cotton is packed, to Jac he air out,and the whole is bandaged tightly, This kind of bandage, cheap and always ready at hand, is at least as aseptic as lint. No pain is caured by its removal for dress- ing the injury, at the conclusion of which process the glass is thoroughly cleaned and replaced. It is aseerted that wounds treat- ed in this way commonly heal in half the time required by the ordinary method. As the wound heals, the packing of ah. sorbent cotton is brought nearer and nearer to the centre, until finally the locai mis- chief is at an end. In mivor cases watch- crystals have been successfully utilized—a rather curious and ‘novel employment for a familiar article. Disease May Kill the Race, Dr. Seale Harris, professor of medicine in the University of Alabama, at Mobile, talked to the president a few days ago ahout the ravages of consumption among the negroes of the south. He expressed fear—and he added that his opinion was ecovcurred in hy the medical fraternity gen- erally in the south—that the negro race was likely to become extings lo this coun- try through the ravages isease, espe- cially consumption. Statistics showed, he declared, that the death rate among the members of the negro race in America was greater than the birth rate. —'‘] suppose you went to bed with the chickens while you were in the coun- try’’ said the caller. *‘No, indeed,” replied the lady of the house, somewhat shocked. ‘*We bad the best apartments in the house-—second floor front. The chickens’ room’s way back in the rear somewhere; we never saw them alter sunses.” —— Paper floors are growing in favor in Germany. They have no joints to harbor dust, fungi or vermin, and feel sofs under foot. They are also cheaper than hard- wood floosx. The paper is spread in the form of paste, rolled, and when dry, pains. ed to imitate woud, tn Cd — There are over 4,000 race horses in England, Scotland and Ireland whose train- ing quarters are fally known, and they are stabled in 244 establishments. ——(ireece possesses a curious criminal law. A person sentenced to death there waits two years before the execution of the sentence. Who Kuows The Flowers. Here is a charmiog floral game, which might be called “The Wedding of Rose Flower.” The hostess prepares a list of the ques- tions for each guest. question is fol- lowed by a blank, in which the guesser writes the name of the flower he takes to be the proper answer, as. ‘‘What was her 0 toy in matrimony?'’ Answer: ‘‘Mari- 0 J 4 A rose jar or a little book of floral poems would make a dainty prize. The completed list of questions and an- swers follows: : What was her bete noir before she mar- ried? Cockscombs. What was she at her first ball? Harebell. What did she look like on her best be- bavior? Primrose. What was her object in matrimony? Marigold. What was her conversation like? All- spice. : What was his rand aod surname? Mar- chael Niel. Where did she reside, and what was her disposition? London Pride. What was she like when he kissed her? Blush rose. How far did he come to court he.? Cam- omile. Which did he declare his love to he? Everlasting. Who were the clergymen? Bishop Weed aod Jack-in-the-Pulpit. What did they wear? Moukshoods. What was the name of her favorite friend? May Blossom. Who was her lawyer? Jonquil. What was his money invested iu? Stocks, Who tried to make mischief between them? American Beauty. What did she apply to his wonnded feel- ings? Balm. What time was the o'clock. Who announced the hom? Bloebells. What was the wedding gown made of? Qaeen Anne's lace. Who gave her away? Poppy. Who was maid of honot? Bouncing Bet. Who was the sexton? Joe Pye. Who made the music? Sweet William, What was on the bridegroom's hands? Foxgloves, bat did be renounce? Bachelor's bus- tons. What was ber head dress? Maiden bar, What was her houquet? Bride's roses. From where did they begin their jour- ney? The dock. What were thrown after them? Lady's slippers. What did Heartseave. wedding? Four they bave [forever alter? ——A Kapsas girl gradoate to whom bad been assigned the theme ‘Beyond the Alps Lies Italy,’’ wrote this essay : *‘I do not care a cent whether Italy lies beyond the Alps orin Missouri. Ido not expect to set the river on fire with my future career. Iam glad that I have a very good education, but I am not going to misuse it by writing poetry or essays on the future woman. It wi'l enable me to correct the grammar of any lover I may have, should he speak of ‘dorgs’ in my presence or ‘seen aman.’ It will also come bandy when I want to figure out now many pounds of soap a woman can get for three dozen of eggs ab the grocery. So I do not begrudge the time I spent in acquiring it. But my ambitions do not fly so high. I just want to marry a man who can lick anybody of his weight in the sownship, who can ron an 80-acre farm, and who has no female relatives to come around aud try and boss the ranch. I will agree to cook dinners for him that won’s send him to an early grave, and lavish opon him a wholesome affec- tion, and to see that his razor has not been used tocat broom wire when he wants to shave. In view of all this, I do not care if I get a little rusty on the rule of three and kindred things as the years go hy."’—New York Tribune. Covking Without Eggs. When eggs are dear and scarce, it stands some of the various receipts now in use for compounding her cake withont eggs. Where eggs are an important adjunct for certain kinds of cake, one egg with the prudent housewife now fills the hill for two or three, with very satisfactory results. Surprise Cake.—One cupfal of sugar, half a cupful of melted butter, one cupful of sweet milk, one egg, two teaspoonfuls of baking powder, sifted with she floar ; add any extract you prefer. Stir all together and gift in flour to the consistency of pound cake. Bake quickly in a well-heated oven, and you will inde-d be surprised at its bulk and quality. Ice Cream Without Eggs. —Scald the re- quired quantity of rich milk and thicken with cornstarch, carefully dissolved, to the consistency of thin cream. Add sogar to the milk until very sweet; when cool, add the flavoring; then freeze in the usual way. *oe — —True riches are not the things we carry but those that carry us. ARCHBISHOP OF NEW ORLEANS Right Rev. James Blenk, of Porto Rico, Appointed. Washington, May 12. — Right Rev. James A. Blenk, bishop of Porto Rico, has been appointed archbishop of New Orleans, to fill the vacancy created by the death of Archbishop Chepelle. Archbishop Blenk left here for Balti- more for a conference with Cardinal Gibbons. The new archbishop in going to New Orleans returns to the field of labor he occupied before beginning his work in Porto Rico, which dates from short- ly after the American occupation. It was while attached to the Marist com- munity at New Orleans that Father Blenk was appointed bishop to Porto Rico, where it is said bis wirk has been eminently satisfactory to the ec- clesiastical authorities. He is about 52 years of age. AUTO LAW UNCONSTITUTIONAL Scranton Judge Rules Pennsylvania Act Is Void and Quashes Cases. Scranton, Pa, May 15. — Cases against 21 automobile owners were quashed here by a ruling of Judge Newcomb, that the act of April 23, 1903, regulating the operation of auto mobiles, is unconstitutional. The judge decides that the title and body of the act are in variance, in that the law requires the owner to take out a li cense, and penalizes any one for oper ating the machine without a license. This the judge contends would be un- fair to chauffeurs. the prudent housekeeper in hand to try | se e——— Carpenters’ Steel Squares. The large steel squares nsed by . ters are such a common tool that few know when and where they were first made, and how they came to be used, or even give the matter a thought. The mak- ing of them is a great industry now, but when the last century came in there was not one in use. The inventor was a poor Vermont blacksmith, Silas Howes, who lived in South Shaftshary. One dull, rainy day a peddler of tin- ware called at his shop to have the black- smith fasten a shoe on his horse. These peddlers traveled up and down the coun- try, calling at every farm hoase, buying everything in the way of barter. This one bad a namber of wornout steel saws that he had picked up in various places. Howes bargained for them, shoeing the peddler's horse and receiving the saws in payment, and each thought hie had an excellent trade. His idea was to polish and weld two saws together at right aogles, and thus make a rule or measure superior to any- thing then in nse. Alter a few attempts he succeeded in making a square, marked it off into inches and fractions of inches and found that it answered every purpose that he intended it for. In the course of afew weeks he made unite a number during bis spare hours. ese he sent out by the peddlers, who found every carpenter eager to buy one. Soon he found orders coming in faster than he conld supply the demand. One of his steel ‘‘squares’’ would sell for $5 or $6, Which was five times as much as it cost m. He applied for and obtained a patent on his invention, so that no one else conld de- prive him of the profit it gave him. It was juss after the war of 1812, and money was scarce and difficult to get. Bat he worked early and late, and as he earned money be boughs iron and hired men to help bim. In afew years he was able to erect a larze factory and put in machiner for the making of squares, which by th time had found their way all over the coun- try and bad made their inventor famous. Sach was the small beginning of a large and important industry, says the Congre- gationalist. People came miles to see the wonderfal forges, the showers of sparks flying from beneath the heavy hammers andjlis‘ea to the din of the thousand work- men. Silas Howes lived to he a millionaire, and he did a great deal of good with his money. Sauares are still made on the spot where the first one was made more than 95 years agn. Cause for Rejolcing. The New York financier had at last con- sented to place his head in the bands of a phrenologist. “This bump,’ the Ihtter began, ‘‘assares us, sir, that you will never die in prison.” “Well, I'm thankful for that,’ said the financier heartily. ‘*Yes,”” resumed the other, ‘‘the hump of longevity is pronounced. You will live, sir, to serve out your time.”’ Miss Passay—He was talking to yon about me, wasn’t he? Miss Knox—Yes. He asked me if you were 35 yet, and I said certainly vot. Miss Passay—What a ridiculous ques- tion? Miss Knox—Just what I told him. I suid, ‘How loug do you expect her to be a1 ~-—Miss Elder--I am sure he means to propose to me this evening. Miss Pert—Indeed ? And will you be married this spring or in the fall? Miss Elder—The idea! It doesn’t seem to occur to yon that I might say “‘ne.” Miss Pert—That's so. He may say, ‘‘Have you any objection to marrying me?" ——-~8aid little Johnny Green. “This is the funviest world I ever seen; A fellow is sent off to bed. When ‘he hain’t got a hit of sleep in his head, And he’s hastled out of it, don’t yom e, When he’s just as sleepy as be can he.” ‘‘And what are you going todo when you are a man?" asked the vigitor, “I've been thinking,” replied the bright boy, ‘‘of starting an elephant farm in Virginia.” *‘An elephant farm?" ‘‘Certainly. Why not? They raise pea- nuts here,” Young Doctor—*‘I wonder why old Mr. Bjones never came back to me. He com- plained of shortness of hreath.’’ Old Doctor—*What did you say to him?" Young Doctor—*‘I simply said to him: ‘I'll soon stop thae'.” ——**We burned very little coal this winter.” ‘‘Have you saved all that coal money ?"’ “Yes.” “Lucky man! You may be able occa- sionally to take ice next summer.”’ —— Nell—*'S8he alway» used to say she would never marry a man unless he had done something heroic. Why, her hus- band looks like a perfect noodle.”’ Belle—*‘‘Yes, but he must have been heroio to marry her.” She—So these are the china bargains you advertised? Dealer—Yes, ma'am, aud they're going for little or nothing. She—All right. I'l] take that blue dish for nothing. ‘You can’t show me a single reason,” blaostered the paterfamilias ‘why we should go to the veashore this summer.” “What?'’ cried his wife, vointing to their quartet of marriageable daughters. “I can show you four single reacons.”’ —tisay, dad 2" “Well, son?" “What's a estrian 2’ “A ped n, ®on, is one who doesn’t have time to get out of the way of an anto.”’ ————————— Blobbs—''Yes, every time we caughta fish we took a drink." Slobbs—**Did you have much luck?” Blobbs—*‘Luck! Why, after a while we were catching "em two at a time.”’ Can't I sell you a painless corn cure, madam?’ said the peddle. *‘No, you can’t, snapped the woman of the houve. “‘I have no painless corn.” —''When a man runs for officer,” said Uncle Eben, **he generally finishes hy feel. ing a heap bigger or a heap smaller dan de ‘easion really calls for.” ~——Bacon—**What do you suppose the. companies will do when they have eighty- cent gas in New York?" Egbert—*‘Grease the meters, probably.” RR
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