Bellefonte, Pa., January 16, 1914.
Vagaries of the Plumb Line.
One of the curious things that men
of science have discovered in their in-
pumerable efforts to measure and map
the earth vith the least possible error
is the fact that there are places where
the direction of a plumb line is not ver-
tical. Irregularities of density in the
crust of the globe may produce this
phenomenon.
A remarkable instance has been
found in the island of Porto Rico
where the deviation from the vertical
is so great that in mapping the island
the northern and southern coast lines.
as shown on the older maps, had each
to be moved inward half a mile.—~New |
York Tribune.
Comets.
Statistics collected by Borrelly, the
French astronomer. show that since
the sixteenth century 376 comets have
been discovered. of which 106 were
periodic and 19 have been seen at more
than one return and 56 have been vis-
ible to the naked eye. with 7 that could
be seen in full daylight. Nearly two-
thirds of the discoveries appear to
have been made in the morning before
sunrise. more than half in the second
half of the year.
tories have led ir discoveries, 67 of the
comets having been first detected at
Marseilles and 46 at Paris. but only 16
at Geneva, which has the next highest
record; 15 at Florence and 14 at the
Lick observatory.
Dried Grape Wine.
Among the extraordinary frauds
which have been perpetrated was one
put into operation by a company of
schemers who told a confiding public
that many fortunes were to he made
by importing into England compressed
dried grapes from Spain. Italy and
elsewhere, then saturating them with
good English water and making wine
from them. It was stated in the pros-
pectus that dried grapes could be im-
ported at a much cheaper rate than
wine and that it was possible to pro-
duce an ecgual quantity of wine as good
as that made abroad. Thousands of
pounds were subscribed by the British
public, who firmly believed in the idea
until the scheme collapsed.
Kilted and Armed.
Up to about a hundred years ago the
highland clergy not only wore the kilt
on: all occasions. but they had their
own tartan, the main color of which
was dark blue. Further, the highlana
cleric of the old days usually went
" about armed to the teeth. Even on the
bbath he would be preceded on Mis
way to church by his servant bearing
"his broadsword and pistols. When the
minister ascended the pulpit he took
his weapons with him, placing then
in a conspicuous position on the pulpii
ledge.—New York Journai.
Successful.
A young Welshman applied to the
head of a big drapery firm in London
for a job. “Where do you come
from?’ he was asked. “From Llan
pumpsaint.” “What may that name
mean?’ “It means the place of the
five saints,” was the ready answer
“Are there five saints there still?”
“There are only four since 1 left.” said
the young Welshman. As the head of
the firm came from the same neighbor
hood, the young man got the situation.
—London Mail.
Flower of the Family.
De Smythe had been waltzing with
his host’s ugly elder daughter and was
now in a corner cepairing danages
Here his would be papa-in-law espied
hin:. “D’you knew." he remarked. re
ferring to De Smythe's late partue
“that girl is the flower of my funni
sir?"
“So it seems.” answered the younpe
man. “But it's a pity she comes off
so. isn't it?" be added. as he nude
another yigorous rub at the white
spots on his coat sleeve. - Arconant
The Neighborly Spirit.
The neighborly spirit is an excellent
thing to cultivate. although not. per:
haps, as it is cultivated in the follow-
ing story: :
“How do you like your new home?”
a friend asked a man who had recently
moved into the village.
“Pretty well.”
“Have you called on your neighbors
yet?”
“No,” the newcomer admitted, “I
haven't. But Y’m going to if any more
of my wood ig missing.” —Youth’s Com:
panion.
The Name Chautauqua.
Chautauqua is an Indian word of
doubtful meaning. Among the trans-
lations given are ‘foggy place,” *‘place
where a child was washed away,”
“where the fish was taken out,” “place
of easy death” and “place where one
‘was lost.” Another version is “bag
tied in the middle,” referring to the
shape of the lake.
Apothecary’s Weight.
“I'm sure.” whispered the gossip,
“that Mr. Pillsbury, the druggist, takes
a dram occasionally.”
“Yes,” replied the bright girl, “I be-
lieve he has no scruples in that direc.
tion.”—Philadelphia Press.
Strain of Crowds.
Crowds in motion on grand stands
and the like exert a strain equal to 175
per cent of their weight.
The French observa- '
HAVE TO HEAR THE REPORT . asaa——-———————
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| Baseball Pitchers Not Satisfied Un-
i less They Can Note the Impact
I of the Ball.
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Once upon a time there was a pitch-
er in a certain league who was re-
' garded as a star. And the reason for
| his success was this:
| He always warmed up with a cer-
| tain catcher. It was this catchers
duty to receive the ball in such a
manner that a loud report sounded
! across the field every time the ball
struck the mitt. The pitcher, hear-
ing these loud reports, would smile
and feel contented and confident. He
' knew then that he had speed. And
time the ball striking the glove did
not produce a noise like a crack of
! a Springfield rifle the pitcher was
ineffective.
{ This may sound like a fable, but it
is far from such. There are two vet-
i eran catchers who well remember this
| pitcher. One of the old-timers used to
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| man. The enclosed clipping may not
| catch him in practice and recalls the
effect of the loud reports.
This incident is not a dead and bur-
jed part of the past. Parallel cases
can be found today, and the custom is
growing. And the demand for the
loud noise in warming up has caused
, toward further deception, since it is
the coming of the “Fourth of July”
glove.
A recruit was warming up the other
day. He became wild and looked
worried. The catcher tried to steady
‘him and failed.
“What's the matter?” asked the
catcher.
“They don’t crack,”
pitcher.
“Wait till I haul out the ‘Fourth of
July’ glove.”
The catcher brought out another
glove. It has a thick leather cover-
replied the
The pitcher got his control, smiled in
satisfaction, and showed much speed
and plenty of curves.
And why shouldn’t this be? Our
popular magazines and newspapers
are filled these days with essays on
the phschology of baseball.
comes under that head,
“FAKED” THE CITY FATHERS
Hotel Man Selected Well-Dressed
Guests to Form Reception Com-
mittee for President.
The Cape May correspondent of the
Pittsburgh Dispatch sends in the fol-
lowing reminiscence:
George W. Boyd, who occupies a
handsome beach front cottage of co-
lonial architecture in the next block
to the mammoth Hotel Cape May,
and Mr. Frank A. Richardson, a re-
tired Washington newspaper corre-
spondent who was for many years a
representative of the Baltimore Sun
at the National capital, were tslling
stories of old Cape May in the lobby
of the New Hotel Cape May the other
night.
They recalled an incident of the re-
ception at old Congress hall, de-
stroyed by fire in 1879, of President
Grant on his first visit to Cape May.
The proprietors of the hotel were J.
Frank Cake, long a hotel man of
Washington, and Waters B. Miller, a
native of Cape May, and at the time
the mayor of the resort. Miller was
a man of original ideas and he decid-
ed that if the common councilmen of
Cape May were to receive the presi-
dent, they would have to abandon
their boots with their pantaloons
tucked inside of them, their blue
shirts for boiled shirts, and old caps
for high hats.
opposition which would be put up by
the local city fathers, picked out
among his patrons at the Congress
hotel nine best dressed men to pass
them off as the city council of Cape
May, ‘and they received President
Grant on his first visit to Cape May
in 1876. While Grant congratulated
them upon their fine appearance, it
was believed that he saw the joke,
but never gave the least intimation
that he was being deceived as to the
resort’s government.
Clock Novelties.
At last somebody has brought out
an alarm clock which is not blatantly
offensive. Instead of being a matter
of fact looking, “get right up and go
to work” affair in nickel with a bold,
round face, it is a really modest time-
piece of square shape framing a square
dial and it comes in silver plate or
gun metal. It looks pretty on a dress-
ing table and it doesn’t frankly an-
nounce itself the property of a work-
ing person.
Ideal for the sickroom because it
hasn’t any alarm whatever and has an
absolutely silent movement, is a so-
called desk clock of less than three
inches high and of oblong shape. Its
white porcelain face, marked with
blue enamel and gold, is protected by
a beveled crystal, and its workings
are encased in highly polished nickel.
An altogether charming little affair.
New Lodge.
“When I was with Primrose & Dock-
stader’s Minstrels,” said Tom Lewis,
standing in front of the Hotel Astor,
“we struck Petersburg, Va. ‘The town,
was small and, while parading, we
soon found ourselves out at the city
limits. Nobody was in sight but one
lanky white man. We all wore linen
dusters and we seemed to interest this
man greatly. Stepping up to me he
paid:
“ ‘What society is this?
“ ‘Sons of Poor Parents,’ I replied.
“ ‘Never heered of it,’ he said, ‘but
I'd like to Jine.
“And he followed us clear to the
opera house,” concluded Mr. Lewis.—
New York Telegraph.
ing. The minute the new glove came '
into use the warming up exercise pro-
duced a noise like artillery practice.
If there |
is psychology in baseball, surely this |
| pose of the home immediately; your
Miller, knowing the !
WHEN TACT WON OUT
By NELLIE CRAVEY GILMORE.
Hartley’s pen raced furiously over
the paper. Then with resolute fingers
he folded and addressed the letter, lay-;
ing it aside to be posted.
Afterwards, he arose, took one or
two impatient turns up and down the
room; then came back and sat down
again, thinking deeply. Some abrupt
whim prompted him to reopen the en-
velope and read it over before sending.
it. It ran:
“My Dear Elsie: I have know for a.
long time that you cared nothing for
me, and that you did care for that
come amiss—merely as a direct justifi-
cation of my present course. Tbkis
much, let me say, in regard to your
latest offense: hereafter it will not
be necessary that you exert yourself
my unalterable determination to put
all thought of you forever out of my
life. As to Carrington, he is not worth
the sacrifice of powder and shot neces-
sary to eliminate his vile existence.
I am making all preparation to dis-
personal effects will be shipped to
whatever address you may wish to
indicate. Please spare me the annoy-
ance of any reply, and the pain of a
future meeting. All can be satisfac-
torily arranged through our lawyers.
Yours—Arthur Hartley.”
Hartley went over the lines with
scorching cheeks. Surely he had not
been so great a fool as to heap insults
like these upon a possibly innocent
woman! i
With a gesture of disgust he tore |
the letter into shreds and flung it into :
the fire. Next morning he bought i
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ticket for the Adirondacks.
Elsie Hartley was in one of her ra-
diant moods when the surrey drove up
and left her husband standing on the
sidewalk before the “Inn.”
A minute before she had believed
him hundreds of miles away, tugging
at the pile of briefs he had declared
it impossible for him to leave under a |
fortnight.
Then they both laughed, and after-
wards he went up to her suite to brush
up a little, as it was almost the hour!
for dinner.
His wife's noncommittal attitude
had left him more in the dark than
ever. Two days ago he would have
sworn that she was guilty; today he
‘would have taken an oath of just the
reverse. Yet there were the damning
ibits of evidence that no amount of
argument—or sophistry—could over-
come. Should he trust her—or—
The sudden appearance of a waiter
announcing dinner interrupted his
reverie. He put aside all personal re-
flection and changed his clothes with
dispatch. A few moments later he had
started toward the door. On the way
out his eyes fell by accident upon a
crumpled sheet of closely written note
‘paper. The writing was in his wife's |
‘hand, unmistakably. He read with a
suffocating heart: |
“Dear Charley: There was a time
when I believed that I had unfortu-
nately given my heart to you, and that
I should never be able to live happily
away from you. But, thank heaven,
the knowledge of my true feelings has
come to me before it was too late. I
am sending this to you to stop you in
New York. Do not come here, for if
you do I shall decline even to recog-
nize you. My husband is an honest
and honorable man, and in every way
iis far above the average. Should he
ever learn of my meanness, I fear that
it would be the end of everything for
;me. You see it has come to this that
.I fully realize now how deep and genu-
'ine is the feeling I have always had
ifor him, notwithstanding this miser-
able affair between us. It was, I as-
{sure you, entirely brought about by a
ifancy on my part that he was begin-
ining to neglect me. I am repenting
most keenly this ridiculous folly, and
‘with the help of God I mean to be for-
ever true and honorable. Don’t try to
‘dissuade me, for I was never so trag-
ically determined in my life—E. H.”
~ When Hartley looked up from the
letter his eyes were blurred and ach-
‘ing. Her only crime had been her
weakness, and for that he himself was
doubtless in part responsible.
He walked over to the mantel and
deliberately struck a match, applying
‘the flame to the crumpled sheet of
‘paper. When it had fallen to black
bits over the hearth he turned. For
some reason he had not heard the
‘door open softly, and the blood flamed
over his face as he encountered his
‘wife's eyes fixed full upon him.
An awkward silence fell between
‘them. Hartley passed an arm about
her shoulders and bent swiftly to kiss
‘her.
Had she seen him destroy the letter,
and did she know that he had read
«and knew it all? He would never have
the answer to that question, but the
warm touch of the lips she lifted to
‘his caress solved all future problems
for them both,
(Copyright, by Daily Story Pub. Co.)
Those Prolific Hens.
Angry Purchaser—Didn’t you tell
me that you had got as many as
twelve eggs in one day from those
eight hens that you sold me?
Poultry Raiser—Yes ma’am.
Angry Purchaser—Then why is it
that I'm never able to get more than
two eggs from them and sometimes
not so many in one day?
Poultry Raiser—I don’t know,
ma’am, unless it’s because you look
for eggs too often. Now, if you look
for them only once a week I feel quite
positive that you will get just as many
eggs in one day as I did.
Professor Blackie’s Opinion.
A serious minded lady once tried to
lure Professor Blackie into giving his
opinion of Sankey's hymns at a time
when they had an enormous vogue.
The lady was giving the professor
lunch. and he tried to fob her off by
praising a Stilton cheese on the table.
Some time after the lady sent him a
copy of Sankey and a piece of the
cheese. hoping thus to-draw. him. She
succeeded to the extent of these four
lines of verse: :
Thrice blessed is she that hath done what
she could
To make a lean man fat and a bad man
good —
For the body, cheese; for the soul, San-
key;
For both, thankee.
Worked the Wrong Way.
The small man was feeling uncom-
fortably crushed in the crowded tram
car when a brilliant inspiration flashed
into his head.
He turned to the big man near him.
*l hope you don’t object to riding
beside a smallpox patient. do you?”
he inquired as the car slowed down at
the stopping place.
*No. but some of the other passen-
gers might,” replied the big man. and,
taking him by the shoulders, he threw
the schemer out into the road.—Lon-
don Answers.
Careful.
The case before the court involved
a gang of thieves, and one of the ac-
cused. a woman. had heen found guil-
ty of Lkeeping and maintaining a
*fence.”” The penalty was two years
in state's prison. As the judge finish-
ed pronouncing the sentence. the pris-
oner called out to her husband. who
had managed to get off by pleading an
alibi and was among the spectators:
“Don't forget. Bill, to take the plumes
out of my winter hat and put ‘em
away in camphor.”—New York Post.
The Higher Education.
The sixteen-year-old princess who
used to read books on “What a Young
| Girl Ought to Know” now has a six-
teen-year-old daughter who is writing
books on “What a Parent Ought to
Know.”—Cincinnati Enquirer.
Not Like the Play.
“Life ain’t like the plays.”
“How now?”
“When 1 go calling no housemaid
ever tells me the family history while
making passes at the furniture with a
feather duster.”—St. Louis Republic.
What Grieved Her.
Maud (weeping to governess after
having received a well deserved whip-
ping from her mother)—It isn't the
smacking 1 mind. it’s—it’s mummy
, making beveelf an ridiclous.—London
Punct,
INDUSTRY.
Thank God every morning that
you have something to do that day
which must be done, whether you
like it or not. Being forced to
work and to do your best will breed
you a hundred virtues which the
idle will never know.—Charles
Kingsley.
Houses In Japan.
Japan are of one general shape and
two stories high. They are put to-
gether by a curious method of mortis-
ing. at which these people are adepts,
no nails being used.
Bemoaning His Youth.
Fontenelle. when nearly 100 years
old, stumbled when trying to pick up
the fan of a young and pretty lady.
says the Pall Mall Gazette. While she
helped him to reach it, “Ah,” he cried,
“if only | was eighty again!”
His Realization.
“Did you ever realize anything on
that investment?”
“Oh, yes.”
“What did you realize on it?”
“What a fool 1 had been.”’—Balt-
more American.
its Advantage.
“I want to get a certificate of mem-
bership in a wanderlust club.”
“Well, that is one sociéty where you
can be in good standing when you get
your walking papers.” — Baltimore
American.
WEALTH AND SUCCESS.
Wealth does not always spell
success. The mere possession of
money may be no evidence what-
ever that a man has succeeded. If
he cannot control himself, if his
‘aims are low and vulgar, if he is
greedy and grasping and selfish, if
he takes advantage of others, if he
robs others of opportunity, if he
has used them as stepping stones
upon which to climb to his fortune,
he is a failure measured by all that
constitutes a real man.
Don’t Wait.
Don’t wait if you are showing symp-
tomsof “lung trouble,” but get a bottle of
Dr. Pierce’s Golden Medical Discovery
and begin its use. Where there is weak-
ness, obstinate cough, or spitting of
blood its remedial action is marvelous.
Mr. Cornelius McCawley, of Leechburg,
Armstrong County, Pa., “had eighty-one
hemorrhages, sometimes spitting five
pints of blood at one time” to quote from
his letter. He was perfectly cured by
the use of “Golden Medical Discovery.”
When there is constipation the action of
the “Discovey” is assisted by the use of
Dr. Pierce's Pleasant Pellets.
Dry Goods, Etc.
LYON & COMPANY.
- CLEARANCE SALE
—) of all (—
Winter Goods
We begin our Pre-Inventory
Clearance Sale of
FURS, COATS AND SUITS
We are determined to close out all now,
they must be sold regardless of cost.
Broad Cloths, Heavy Suitings, Serges, Di-
agonal and Whip Cords at clarance sale
prices.
Buy your Blankets and Comfortables
now, it will mean a big saving to you.
Men, Women and Children’s Winter Un-
derwear and Hosiery at clearance prices.
——( WATCH FOR OUR (—
-.Mid-January White Sale."
and Rummage Table.
Lyon & Co. .... Bellefonte
Shoes. Shoes.
Nearly all the dwelling houses in’
Yeager's Shoe Store
“FITZEZY”
The
Ladies’ Shoe
that
Cures Corns
Sold only at
Yeager’s Shoe Store,
Bush Arcade Building, BELLEFONTE, FA.
58-27