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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
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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
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“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.
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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.
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chancellor and the bishop of Rochester |
his chaplain.
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