! i i i | Bellefonte, Pa., August 3, 1906. BIRDS OF ILL NATURE. When an only child has passed out of the cygnet stage of life and grown to while the great white corpse of son lay battered and dead upon shore. The following year, aft other had been born to them and faney carried upon his m they { : | fs: become mitigated. der leap upon the back of a once arro- gant swan and pound away at it in the full enjoyment of gratified revenge.— Cornhill Magazine. THE NATIONAL FLAG. So Possession of a Country More Loyally Loved and Revered. There is no possession of a country which is more deeply revered, more consistently loved or more loyally sup- ported than its national flag. In our esuntry is this especially true, for in that one emblem are embodied all the grinciples which our forefathers up- Beli, all the benefits of a century and a quarter of enlightened progress and al the hope and assurance of a promis- fag future. The stripes of alternate red and white proclaim the original union of thirteen states to maintain the Declaration of Isdependence. Its stars, white on a Seid of blue, proclaim that union of states constituting our national constel- Wation which receives a new star with avery state. Thus the stars and stripes signify union and “in union there is strength.” The very colors have a significance. White stands for purity, red for valor aad blue for justice, together forming a sambination which it is our inherited privilege to honor and uphold. It is not the flag of a king or an em- peror or a president. It is the flag of he people, brought into being by their will, defended when necessary by their patriotism and to which they turn for protection in time of danger. Ne matter into what parties our people may be divided, due to political beliefs and leanings, they all stand united wuder one flag. It is the emblem of mmity, safety and faith.—St. Nicholas. Word Fashions. The history of thie word asparagus shows how, even in the days of diction: aries, word fashions change. In the sighteenth century, even in elegant us- age, the delicacy was regularly called “sparrow grass.” A dictionary of 1791 says that “sparrow grass” Is now so general that “asparagus” has an air of siiffness and pedantry. “Sperage” had Been the usual English form in the sixteenth century, but in the seven- feenth herbalists brought back the orig- Seal Greek and Latin spelling “aspara- gums.” Pepys varies between “sparrow grass,” “sparagus” and “sparague.” No d&mbt the eighteenth century relapse was the last, and the “a” is back for Sed now. Hogs and Storms. Hogs are always more restless than wsuzl on the approach of bad weather, amd when these animals run to and fro with mouthfuls of straw, leaves or Branches the indication is for very foul weather. In their native state pigs probably made their own beds, aad when bad weather was coming perhaps gathered a larger supply of straw or leaves than usual to serve as a protection against the rain. Fireworks. Fireworks originated in the thir. feenth century, along with the evolu- They and later the use of fireworks became popular in Rome at the creation of the popes. The first fireworks, which re- semble those which we see nowadays, were manufactured by Torre, an Ital fan artist, and displayed In Paris in Consolation. “So you are still unmarried.” said the girl friend. “Yes,” answered Miss Cayenne. “And when I see the disappointments of the girls whe are married T begin to be- Heve there is, after all, something In this doctrine of the survival of the fit- test.” Washington Star. HIS WIFE'S STRATEGY By DONALD ALLEN Copyright, 1003, by P. C. Eastment : “Martha, are you there?” called Farmer Milton from the back door- ete). “What is it, pa?’ asked his wife as she appeared with a dish in her hand. “There's Jim Thomas coming down the road.” “Well, what of it?” “He looks all dressed up.” “He's probably going to a dance somewhere.” “He's probably coming right here to see our Minnie.” “Then he'll have greased his boots for nothing. Minnie ain't wasting her time on no such fellows as Jim Thomas." The farmer had more to say, but be- fore he could say it Jim Thomas had arrived. He was a young man of twenty-five who had no particular oc- cupation, but traded horses, helped to put up windmills and now and then acted as a plano agent. He sat down beside the farmer, reached for his jackknife and a stick and proceeded to whittle and talk. Mrs. Milton came to the door to shake the tablecloth and gave him a nod, put during the twe hours he remained he saw nothing of Minnie. He seemed much disappointed, When he had departed the farmer en- tered the sitting room and said to the wife: “Look a-here, Martha, what's the use in hurting a fellow's feelings?” “What fellow?” “Jim Thomas, of course. You didn't | say three words to him, and Minnle didn’t appear at all. It was a reg’lar snub, and I felt sorry for him.” “Then your sympathies are wasted. 1 want to tell you that Jim Thomas is a speak, and if Minnle ever speaks to him again I'll box her ears, though she 1s going on nineteen years old.” i The farmer sat down and pulled off his boots. | “Martha,” he began, “I've known for two weeks that there was something : up and that Minnie and you were keep- ing it from me. Now, then, I want to . know all about it. Jim Thomas was : down In the lot where I was at work | today, and he had just begun to tell me that Minnie and Burt Anderson were mad at each other when Elder Davis came along and hung around so long | that Jim had to go before finishing his story. You might as well tell me the whole story.” “I told you Jim was a sneak’ an- gwered the wife. “If he hadn't been there wouldn't have been any fuss be tween Minnie and Burt, and If he ! hadn't been he wouldn't have shown Lis face here tonight.” “This seems to be a 'tarnal nice how- dydo—two folks engaged to be married and fighting like cats and dogs. What's the row about? “Nothing but Burt's jealousy. Min. nle wrote her name in an autograph album, and Burt found it out through Jim Thomas and gave her a blowing up about it. She sassed back, and he got mad, and that's the reason he hasn't been here for the last two weeks.” “What in thunder is an aw-to-graft . album?’ asked the husband after think- ‘ ing for a minute or two. | “Its a book that folks write their * games in, and you needn't swear about { it. It belonged to a summer boarder ! down at Scott's.” i “And all she did was to write her | name in it?" | “That's all, though Jim made Burt ' believe the fellow was struck on Min- ; nie and sald she had eyes like a sloe.” “What sort of a critter is a sloe?” “I don’t know, and I don't care, and I want to tell you that you are not to mix into this business.” “But ain't I her father, and ain't it my business to go to Burt Anderson and tell him that Minnie is a hundred times too good for him.” “No sir, it ain't! Abijah Milton, you are a thick headed man, and you are so nearsighted that you run against fences. you had your way you'd spoll your only daughter's happiness forever. You are not going to have your way. You are going to fold your arms and keep still and let me work this thing out myself. “By thunder, Martha, but"— “Swearing some more! No wonder you have become afraid of lightning! Swearing won't help you, however. You have got to do as I say. If Jim Thomas comes around again you can talk about windmills all you want but don’t talk about Minnie. If you Burt Anderson use him just as you ways have. The rest can be left to me.” “And what'll you do?” asked the hus- band and father. “You wait and see. If you don't see Burt Anderson around here in less than “He might get up a sort of hen can ter.” “Suppose.” continued the wife, “that the lines were to get under his heels and some one was to hit him five or six | suts with the whip, would he break nto a canter?” “1 guess he would. Yes, he'd be so astonished that he would probably dust slong for a few rods.” “And would he keep to the road?” “] guess he would. What are you asking all these questions for?” “Perhaps I'll tell you this evening. Don't bother me now, as I've got three pans of milk to skim.” Farmer Milton had no sooner left the house for the fields next morning than his wife began fixing up a crock of butter for the village grocer, while Minnie harnessed the old horse to the democrat wagon and got ready to drive to town. “Now, then, remember what I've told you. When you come along ¢9 the corn- field keep your eyes straight in front of you and don’t look around even if Burt calls to you. Just make out that you don't hear. On your way back when you get to the schoolhouse” — “1 understand,” nodded the daugh- ter. “Don’t forget the screaming part.” “No, but do you suppose” — “There is no supposing about it. I am your mother, and I am no spring chicken. Now go on with you.” Burt Anderson was working in the cornfield that morning within two rods of the highway when he caught the pounding of hoofs and the rattle of wheels and looked up to see Minnie Milton driving by. He dropped his hoe and opened his mouth to call, but she struck the horse with the whip as If to hurry on. He couldn't say that she saw him, but he thought she did, and the thought hardened his heart. He had forgiven her “sass” days and days ago and was ready to “make up,” but this action on her part showed that she was punishing him. From then until 3 o'clock in the afternoon the young man managed to hoe about twelve hills of corn. The rest of the time was spent in sulking or sitting on the fence and looking down the village road. His waiting and sulking was rewarded at last. A mile away arose a cloud of dust kicked up by old Charlie's feet, and as it drew nearer and nearer the young man prepared to drop off the fence and hide. Minnie should not have the pleasure of flouting him again. He wae on the ground when he heard a woman's screams for help. He heard the hoof beats of a horse on the gallop. He heard the clatter of a rickety old one horse wagon. It was a rupaway. Burt Anderson gaw that it was the Instant he got his head above the fence. It was Minnle returning home. The lines had fallen under the horse’s feet, and she was standing up and swaying from side to side and screaming. There was a hero and a rescue. There were explana- tions. There was no apology to old Charlie, though he certainly deserved one. “No, I'm no spring chicken!” observ- ed farmer Milton's wife to herself as she stood at her gate and saw that Burt Anderson was driving Minnle home and that Minnie's red cheeks had come back to her. “Say, now, but how did you manage it?" whispered the husband to the wife that evening as the two lovers had the plazza to themselves. “Manage what?’ was the reply In a puzzled voice. “Abijah Milton, you are the most thick headed man I ever saw. How did I manage it! Just as if I'd been managing something—con- spiring and plotting and all that sort of thing! There are certainly times when you make a body tired!” A Surprise For Horace Greeley. In the early days of the suffragist movement Miss Susan B. Anthony had no more bitter opponent than Horace Greeley, says a writer in the Boston Transcript. It was for a long time his custom to wind up all debates with the conclusive remark, “The best wo- men I know do not want to vote.” When the New York constitution was being altered in 1867 Miss Anthony laid a train for him. She wrote to Mrs. Greeley and persuaded the ed- itor's wife not only to sign a petition for woman's suffrage herself, but to circulate the paper and get 300 signa- tures among her acquaintances. In the committee Mr. Greeley, who was chair man, had listened to the debate and prepared to introduce to the conven- tion sn adverse report. He was just about to utter his usual “settler” when George William Curtis rase. “Mr. Chairman,” said he, “I hold in my hand a petition for suffrage signed by 800 women of Westchester, headed by Mrs. Horace Greeley.” The chairman's embarrassment could hardly be controlled. He had found at least one of “the best women I know” wanted to vote, but he reveng- ed himself later upon the leaders by scathing editorials. Decidedly Improved. Mr, Snagsby (rummaging in closet)— Maria, this is a new hat, isn’t it? Why don't you wear it? It looks better than anything you have worn this season. Mrs. Snagsby—That's my old hat. It blew off my head the other day and was run over by a street car, and I think you are just as mean as you can bel—Chicago Tribune. Queered Himself. Miss Withers (showing photograph of herself)—I'm afraid it's rather faded. Binks (inexperienced, aged nineteen)— on it's just like you.—London Goodness does not consist in great- ness, but greatness in goodness.—Athe- naeus. : Qur enemies are our outward cob- sclences.—8hakespeare. To w— STOCK CLEANING We are now offering the bal- ance of our SUMMER FOOT. WEAR at bargain prices. This offer includes everything that remains in Women’s, Miss- es and Children’s White Can- vas and Kid, Black and Pat- ent Leather and Tan Low Cuts. Also our Men’s, Boys and Youth’s Oxfords of all kinds, and a splendid line of Men's Tan Blucher $3.00 Shoes at 81.98 We still have a few Boys’ and Youths’ Tan Shoes at a very low price. We can please you now but come early for the supply is limited. YEAGER & DAVIS OPEN EVENINGS. ——————————————————————————— The Laundry Auction, “Ever go to a laundryman’s auc- tion?” asked the man who was sorting bundles. “You can get bargains there sometimes. Here are forty-eight pack- | ages that will be sent to the auction- eer tomorrow. One bundle is labeled ‘W. Joblotz. No address. Will call’ Now, I wonder what has become of W. Joblotz, who had no address and prom- to be disposed of at auction.”--New York Sun, Archbishop of Canterbury. The archbishop of Canterbury is re- HIGH STREET, Man and His Money. Almost every woman has her basis for the valuation of a man. One girl who recently broke off an engagement to be married certainly has hers. “I couldn't stand him,” she said, “be- cause he carried his money in a fish scale purse. That seemed to me the limit. To my mind there is only one really manly way for a man to carry money, and that Is to throw it around joose in his trousers pockets, so that when he wants a nickel he has to dig up change by the handful to get it. For bills, of course, 1 can stand one of those flat leather pocketbooks. They have a businesslike aspect and do not detract from a man's dignity. But to see a big strapping fellow who has the appearance of a real live man draw a little purse from his pocket and fish around for a dime is too much for me.” —New York Sun. et Coal and Wood. ferred to as “his grace,” and he writes | himself archbishop, etc. “divina prov- | identia,” whereas other prelates use the phrase “divina permissione.” He Is the first peer in the realm. At coro- | nations he places the crown on the head of the sovereign, and the king and queen are his domestic parishioners. | The bishop of London is his provincial | dean, the bishop of Winchester his | subdean, the bishop of Lincoln his | chancellor and the bishop of Rochester | his chaplain. 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