THE COLUMBIAN, BLOOMSBURGhPA PATHWAY OF GOLD. Iii the light of the moon, by the side of th water, s I sit on tlie nd and the on my knees W witlun MIC ui inut uuig n, uw a nuu Ui daiiifhtfir, My sweet little daughter Louis. We wonder wlist city the pathway of rlory, That broaden away to the limitless west, Iieads up to-she minds her of some pretty story And says: "To the city that moitala lore bent. " Then I k, y: "It must lead to the faraway city, The beautiful city of rust." In the light of the moon, by the elde of the water, Stand two in the shadow of whispering trees, And one loves my daughter, my beautiful daughter, My womanly daughter lionise. She steps to the boat with the touch of hit fin Iters, Anil out on the diamond pathway they move; The shallop Is h t ill the distance, it lingers, It waits, but I know that Us coming will prove That tt went to the walls of tun wonderful city, The magical City of Lore. la the light of the moon, by the side of the water, I wait for her coming from over the seas; I wall but to welcome tliedimt of my daughter, To necp lor my daughter ljOiilnu. The pat u.asof old, rem hlng out In its splendor, Gleam bl ight like a way that an augol bae trod; I kiss the cold burden Its billows surrender, Sweet i la lo lie under the pitiful sod: But she rests at the end of the path, in the city Whose "builder and maker is Uod." C1IUM M I iNG WITH AN APACIIE Never go chumming with an Apache, ays the Sail FrancUco Argonaut. You mile at such strange advice? Well, I might have smiled at it once myself. But we are all creatures of circumstance, and I was a torn I rfoot then, anyway. This is how I chummed in with my little Indian : I was swinging my red and blue clubs under the pepper tr at the back of the railroad station. This I did because I had a theory that exercise was good for a man living on a desert. The lacy Mexi cans and most of the Americans there abouts had no ruddy glow on their faces. They were all sallow. What I wautod was a ruddy glow. My red and blue clubs circled about rery prettily that day, and the ruddy glow came; also a dripping epidermis and a big desire to sit dowu in the shad of the pepper tree and blow tobacco moke. The tree was a small one. When the station tank ran over, which was not often, its roots received a little moisture. So it grew, slowly. As soon as I drop(ed my clubs a squeal of disgust went up from somewhere, and as I turned about I saw a small brown head dart behind a cactus lined rock. I said nothing, but leaued back on my eat, pulled my sombrero down over my luce, auu slmmmed sleep, with one half closed eye on the rock and the big cactus shrub. No us. You can not get an Apache out of his hole that way. Next day, with my beautiful exercise theory still bristling in my bruin, I turned quickly, while in the midst of my olub iwinging, and saw the wide open eyes and gasping mouth of the cunning est little savage I had ever beheld, lie sprang about and fled behind the rock, but not too quickly for me to read "XXX Family Flour" in large red letters on his back. His one short garment was a cot ton sack, with holes out through it for his head and arms. "Come, Tads," I cried, christening him in that fleeting second with a name that stuck to him all his life, "out of that!" And I jumped behind the rock, swinging an open hand that did not grasp the flour sack -as I had intended it should. Where was the wee savage I Like a lizard he had darted from sight somewhere in that little patch of rocks and cactus, though there did not appeur to be cover enough there to conceal a jack rabbit. "The spines must scratch him," I thought as I looked at the prickly cactus ; but I did not know then how Apaohes put up with such small irritations. Not wanting to give the boy unnecessary tor ture I weut back to my clubs. Throwing my eyes about again I caught another fleeting glimpse of the brown head as it dodged behind the rock. Tuds must have been disappointed next day, for there was no club swinging under the pepper tree. The duties of telegraph agent lay too heavily upon me, and the sun lay too heavily upon the desert. I saw Tad 6teal away from his lair about two hours after my usual ex ercise time and walk down the sand drifts with a dejected air, his one garment flapping in the hot wind. A wild nature like his was proof against such snares as the toothsome confection, the golden orange, or the mealy peatiut I found that out by trial in the course of the next week. Hut an old jackknife won him over. That was something his Apache miud could grasp. It was a greater delight to him than the red and blue chilis. Sworn friends from that day were Tads and I. His talk was a ridicu. lous mixture of English, Spanish, and Apache, and his voice was very throaty. But I understood him. Indian like, he said little. It was, therefore, easy to get along with him. He would sit for hours on a high stool, listening to llio "tuiik-tuiiU-tunk" of my sounder. The telegraph was an awfiil mystery to him at first, and it squelched his imagination; but he solved tlie prob lem at last. A man away oil over the mountain spoke u ilh his finger tome and I spoke bank to him. That was his idea of it, and it was not such a bad one, either. Thehuiiiiningsof tlie wires over head were the voices of people with pon derous lingers, but tlioy were not of this world. How the cowboys laughed when they aw Tads nml me iu the statioul "That tenderfoot's a queer one, " they sa d of rue. The despised Apache could not crawl into their hearts no, not even if he wor 6 year old. "IIu'll steal everything tho tenderfoot got," they pleasautly averred. But ha did not. When Tads left the station of an even ing his little brown feet pattered straight over the roj U the wickiups, a half mil away. In time he wore a narrow trail over to the hut. "Pitty veil," wa what Tads would grunt to me every day when he came shyly into the offlce and I greeted him with a friendly "How-de-dor" Then he would shrug his shoulders in a way that wrinkled the three Xs Into such be wildevlug folds that you could not have read them unless you had known what they were beforehai.d. One day while he was meandering about the place, gri,..tingquietly to him self, he upset one of ley battery j . . its. "TaiU, " I cried angrily, for the desert's breath was hot upon me and was irri tating enough, let alone spilled vitriol, "you're a little heastl Skip out of here, or I'll take a stick to you!" Then arose a great howl from Tads, and he kept on howling until uu Apache woman ciime over the sands from wick iups and gathered him up iu her arms. She was his mother. She eyed me mis piciotisly and walked away with hei highly demonstrative burden. Of course I regretted my hot language and wanted the little beggar hack again. It was so lonely there on the desert. The wires wailed so heart brokenly, while the sun beat down so fiercely in the daytime, aud the coyotes yelled so dolefully at night. How he huJ crept into my heart, to be sure! It was several day before we were on satisfactory terms again. ThcIs wanted to be a whit man. He wanted to make "talk murks" on "pupper" with a feather I sometimes used a quill pen, be it re markedand he wanted to speak with his finger. Well, I did manage to teai h him a few letters from a railroad poster, and he learned to drawl out "T-a-d-e" iu a droll way. With perseverance that was really startling, I afterward took him in an uncertain way through a page or two of "Can You See the Fat Ox, "and so on, wherefore his heart was glad. Til be white mans, heap sure," he de clared in his bullfrog voice, after he had accomplished this wonderful feat. Great distress reached Tad's soul on the fatal day when the wickiups were taken down and the tribe mounted their mus tangs to go over the hills. Apaches had to search all over tl station to find Tads. At last they hauled him forth from under my bunk, screaming like mad. Of no avail were his screams ; of no avail were his cry, "Me yanter to tay wld him; me yanter be w'ite ma-el" Apache papas are unbending and Apache mammas are inexorable. Away they whisked Tads, leaving behind hiii. a tenderfoot with a queer feeling in his throat. "Well, tlie boy has the instincts of s white man," I said, for I was proud of what I fancied I hud made of him, "and he'll be a shining light amoug those devilish people of his. If we had a few more like him to put among them, the Apache question would settle itself, and we could set our soldiers to hoeing corn. '' Then I took up the restless life of acity man, and a big and busy railroad office claimed a good share of my attention for the next 10 years. Yes, it was fully that long before I again set foot upon the desert. Our train stopped at the old station. How the pepper tree hud grown, to be sure! In its shade sat a cavalrv sergeant with a half dozen of his men about him. anil iu their midst were thrti Iudian prisoners who were being taken to the fort to be shot. They were fierce looking fellows, those three savages. There was oue, the youug esi. who was a perfect demon, the soldier said. "Killed three women and two babies down at Mustang Wash last Tuesday.' said the sergeant to me, "just after om of them hud given him his breakfast, too He is a young oue, not more than 17, I should say, but he's the worst red devil I ever saw. " Gazing at the boy captive, a strange feeling stole over tne. The stolid far. was oddly familiar. "His name? Blessed if 1 know," suil the sergeant; "what do you call yourself young one?" he asked, giving him a u.' too delicate poke with the toe of his boot. " Me ? Why my name's Tads! " grunted the boy, "Talks pretty good English for a wild devil who has been over the Mexican border so long, doesn't he?" asked the sergeant, turning to me. But I saiil nothing. Might Make Small Beginning. He was a big, blustering fellow, and when he slepiied into the store the pro printer hurried to wait on him. His pur chases amounted to aliout two dollar and a half, and when they were all wrapped up he said: "Charge it to me. I'll drop In to-pior-row and settle it." "No." said the little proprietor. "What!" cried the big man. "Don't you know who I am ? I'm " "I know that," said the the proprietor. "But that is all I know about you. I can't ehar.-e it. " "You can't? Why, 1 ca i bu your blamed store. " "Yes," acijuioso'il the little man mildly. "Including the building nd lot." "Yes." "And you won't charge it then tome?" "No. " The big ma a so nied to woll up with wrath. "Look here," he cried. "I'll buy youi whole outfit. I'll show you whether I urn uood fur two ilolln sand a h id' or uot. Just you h.-giu to ligtire on the price and I'll eonie in to -morrow and take the shop. I'll show you what I uin wo'.th. " "You uiiyht begin now," said the little man, "What?" "You might begin to-day. You might buy that, package now aud you won't have so much on your mind for to-inor-row. I'm willing to knock oil the in terest on the two dollars and a half for 0 day, " Then the people had to come in from the street to prevent a disturbance. a MORS ACCOMPLISHED KNITTBH. Ere woman was emancipate ' Blie knit with cure Ills socks, but now, Kxaited to her hiicber state, Bhe knit with oare his manly brow. Detroit Free Press. TDK SOI.BM1 PASSENOKIl. D Approves of the Pleasan't Passenger and Makes the Graft" One Stare, Well," said the solemn looking pas senger in the front seat to the pleasant young man just behind him, "the har vest is past, but the summer is still with is. "Sure!" replied the young mnn. "But it's on the wing, though, contin ued the solemn man. "It's flying!" "Right along!" said the pleasant pas senger. "Time is fleeting!" remarked the other. "Well," said the pleasant youth, Blink ing Ins head, " that depends on how much time you get. " "Sirl" exclaimed the passenger in (rout. "I say three months 11 fleet quicker than three years, " replied the pleasant passenger, smiling. " Won't it ?" said he to the gruff passenger who sat beside bun. "They say so that's tried It?" said the gruff passenger. The solemn passenger was si lent a while, and then opened up again. "These are the days," said he, "that the frivolous and unthinking siiend in idling where tJie sea roars, or the mount ain breezes whisper, or the streams of the valley murmur. You are uot bound on idle vacation, I trust, my dear young friend?" "Well, not exactly!" replied the pleas ant young man, with a shake of his bead. "You bet your life he ain'tl" said the gruff passenger. "I am pleased to know it!" said the solemn passenger. "But I grieve to hear you suggest my wagering anything upon it, even so worthless and poor a thing as life. So you are not one of the trivial throng who are just now flocking to idle vacations?" "No, sir! I am not!" replied the pleas ant young man. " You rejoice me!" said the solemn pas senger, lifting his eyes, while the gruff passenger chuckled. "I'm going on a vacation, though," said the pleasant young man, "but it won't be an idle one! " And he smiled at the gruff passenger, who chuckled again and said : "Right you arel And the next station is ours!" "Ah," said the solemn man, "and its name?" "Sing Sing!" replied the gruff passen ger. "This young gent stays three years with us for having three wives, and none Of them dead!" The gruff passenger, from his manner, apparently thought this revelation would shock the solemn man into speechless horror, aud he was knocked dumb him self when the solemn passenger grabbed tlie pleasant young man by the hand. "My poor young frieud!" he exclaimed. "Another martyr to righteousness aud faithfulness to the law! May the spirit of Brigham sustain you!" When the train stopped and the gruff man aud the pleasant passenger got up to leave the car the solemn man pressed a card in the young mau's hand. The gruff passenger took it aud read it. This was its inscription : AHED GlUMRI.KTOr, Klder Mormon Church of Letter Day Saiula, Utah. -New York Sun. The Males Falling Behind. Statistic ahow that the male popula tion of the civilized world is fulling fur ther and farther behind the female. Ac cording to the last British census, the ex cess of women and girls over men aud Imivs in (ireat Britain is about 900,000, an increase in 10 years of nearly 200,000. The (Jernian census of lust December places the uumlier of females about 600, 000 ubove that of the mules in the king dom of Prussia, or nearly three times the excess of 20 years ago. There are 1,000, 000 more females than males iu the Ger man empire. In Sweden and Norway the " weaker sex " are in the majority by 250.000, in Austria-Hungary by 600,000, iu Denmark by 60,000. and in all Euro pean countries they outnumber the males. In the United States, Canada, and Australiu the mules are iu the ma jority, though uot largely so, the esti mated excess of males in this country being only 1,100,0011 or 1,200,000. It is plain that but for immigration, which furnishes a much greater number of men than women, the latter would soon be in the majority here. There is a large pre ponderance now of females in New Eng land and in some other sections of the United States, and if immigration were to materially decrease undoubtedly the surplus of males would soou disap pear in the whole country. In less civ ilized countries, where womeu are lightly esteemed, it is otherwise, India having about 6,1100,000 more men thau w omen, while the males largely prcpou derate in C hina. Tho obvious deduction, is that the higher civilization is most favorable to the increase of the feiiiale sex, and this suggests the interesting question whether civilization isdoingthe b -st thing for the world in producing thus lesult. A lact of hardly loss inter est brought out by the British census is the marked decline in tho marriage rate, which has been ulniost steadily tending downward for nearly two decades. Meantime there has been an even more decided decline in the birth rate, so that not only is marriage decreasing, but marriages are becoming less prolillu on the average. There is the same tendency in this country, prevailing chi.-lly among the better classes. An excess of females in a country is certain to have uu un favorable influence on the marriage rate, uud the moral consequences of such a state of iiiraiid can euully be conceived. Omaha Uue, City ofan (patronizingly)- Awl You Conduct this farm yourself, eh ? No help Stall? Farmer Only at harvest time, when I hire some. I've got one sou, but lie ain't here. X sent him t th' city t earn his livlu'. "Sent him to the city, eh ? " " Yes. He ain't got brain enough for a farmer. "Good News. A WHALE STORY, REMARKABLE PET OF A 80UTH PA CIFIC PLANTER. The Rig Finn Trapped In t,f(ion-lll Sportive Unmnnls -The Slorr of the Proprietor of a Live Sperm Whale. On a small island in the South raeiflo there lives a planter who has for a pet a whale 67 feet long. A correspondent, who went out in a boat with the planter, gives this accouut of his interview with his whulcship: "Shut jour eyes," said the planter, "if you wish to enjoy a surprise. " I closed my eyes, and the boys soon Ceased theirdrumming. and someone blew long blasts upon n horn. Then l lint, too, Ceased, and the bout lay motionless, aud nothing disturbed the slillno-s. All at once I heard a huge sigh, and felt a hot and siekish breath. There was no need for the planter to bid nie open my eyes, for the lids would not stay shut, Not more than six feet away 1 saw a huge monster floating on the surface and look ing at us with tho most ex pi ession less eye that I ever saw in a living beast. "That's my pet," cried the planter. "I raised him almost from the lime he was a baby of 20 feet long, and now he meas ures 67 feet, and lots more growth to Come yet. " The pet was a sperm whale. He seemed enormous when compared with us men. Behind the great head there stretched a long body, covered in great patches with barnacles as large as a teacup, aud the sleek flukes of the tail, lying flat upon the water, seemed ever so far away, yet ever so much too near when I recalled whalers' accounts of the behavior of this animal when it is angry. The great bend rose from the seajpo high above the water that it becalmed the boat. The eye was about the size of au ox eye, and had almost the same deep violet shade. The ear was not far distant from the eye, a simple opening in the skin. The color of the skin was a dusty black, which became lighter and more yellow underneath. Except for the bar nacles, the skin was quite smooth. The great auimal lay motionless, just out of arm's reach, until the planter called to him and dabbled his fingers in the water much as one attracts a kitten by scratching on the oarpet. The distant flukes made a half turn in the water, and the whale moved easily toward us and ranged up alongside, just touching the boat. The planter reached over the gunwale and gave the whale a slap between the ear and eye, and bad) him turn ou tlie other side. Immediately the great head sank, passed under the boat, and came up drip ping on the other side. Then the sea monst r sculled ahead until it was 600 or 700 feet away from the Isaat. Then it began a series of antics, and displayed an agility scarcely to lie expected from so large an animal. It darted straight ahead, it. suddenly backed water, it swam in s circle, it gamboled like a dolphin, it threw itself clear from the water, mak ing a great splash and dangerous waves when it fell back ; last of all it put its head dowu and flukes up, throwing nearly half its length ' into the sir, and rose quietly beside the boat. Then the choped meat was thrown overboard, and we rowed back to shore while this odd pet was feeding. "How did I get him?" said the planter. In answer to my flood of questions. "It might be more accurate to say he got me first, One day, some years ago, I was sailing up the lagoon with a barrel full of chopped meat to bait a pool in the reef beyond. All at once I felt the boat lifted up and overturned ; and when I had righted her and clambered aboard there was the whale feeoingon the meat which had been scattered all aliout. He was only 20 feet long then, but that was quite long enough to give tne a good scare, iu addition to my ducking, Somehow or other he never seemed able to find the pass back into the sea, and now he is so big that he could not get out if he wished to. rroin being afraid of him I grew reconciled to his presence in the lagoon, and at lust I began to feed him. "From that time he attached himself to me, aud I found that he relished being petted. Once, when I was ill, I left him uuteuded for several weeks. He came down the lagoon much further than usual, and at last ran himself aground just below my house, and had to wait several hours for the tide to float him off. That shows that he missed me. Here is another example of his intelligence. When the boys drum upon the bottom of the boat, he hears the sound a long dis tance under the water, and at once comes to the surface. Theu, if 1 blow the horn, he knows that I have come out to feed him, and comes quickly to the bout. But if I do not blow the horn ho never comes close, but frolics around us at long range. It is uot easy to say how much intelligence a whale has, but this ought to convince any one that my big pet is possessed of considerable. " When the Snlvallon Army Was Started, The Saluiliou Army has been in exist ence just 13 years. It had its origin in n sensational way in flie English town of Whitby, in tho rough coal mining dis trict of Yorkshire, where General Booth, fit thnt time Uev. William Booth, was doing humble missionary work. Eng land was then in arms, expecting to jump into the Russo-Turkish war. It occurred to Booth thut he might attract a crowd by issuing a declaration of war himself, so he prepared one forthwith, Sprinkled it plentifully with hallelujahs, mid posted 2,00i) copies of it uhout town. The dovice tickled the British sense of humor, there was a "rod hot, rousing meeting," to quote General Booth, "the penitent fell down in heaps," and the Salvation Army sprung into life full grown, A Short Sermon. Whon a man be comes so good that he spends all his time reproving his neighbors, the devil smiles and commences to lay up coals for future use. Ceremonies are different in every coun try; but true politeness is everywhere the same, ' Tflle) PAPER ( READ EVERY WEEK' IN THE 5E6T H0AE5 IN THIS "REG - ir tuu wipnT Jf A yfS- i rfFFD-THI k v l m I m Mm Iieads mt More and Rslrljh. When the wise aud witty Sir Thomas More was beheaded, his head was stuck on a pole on London Bridge, where it was exposed for 14 days, much to the grief of his daughter, Margaret Roper, who resolved to socure it "One day, says Aubrey, "as she was passing under the bridge, looking at her father's head she exclaimed : 'That head has lain many a time in my lap; would to God it would fall into my lap as I pnss under!' She had her wish, and it did fall into her lup. " Probably she had bribed oue of the keepers of the bridge to throw it over just as the boat approached, and the ex clamation was intended to avert the sus picion of the boatmen. At all events, she got possession of it, and preserved it with great care in a leaden casket until her death, and it is now inclosed in a niche in the wall of her tomb in SU Dustan's church, Canterbury. Sir Walter Raleigh's head, in a red bag, was carried to his wife, who caused it to ho embalmed and kept it with her all her life, permitting favored friends, like Bishop Goodman, to see and even to kiss it. His son, Carew Raleigh, afterward preserved it with similar piety. It is supposed now to rest in the Church of West Horsley, Surrey. Between Tot) Piree. There is such a thing as being too obliging. When Commodore Billings and Mr. Main were on the river Kahima they had for attendant a young man from Kanoga, an island between Kara schatka and North America. One day Mr. Main asked him, " What will th sav ages do to me if I fall into their power f" Sir. said the youth, "you will never fall into their power if I remain with you. I always carry a sharp knife, and if I see you pursued and unable to escape I will pluuge my kmfs into your heart ; then the savage can do nothing to you." This recalls th words of the French knight reported by Joinville: "Swear to me," said Queen Margaret, "that if the Saracens become masters of Damietta you will cut off my head before they can take me." "Willingly," returned th knight; "I had already thought of doing so if the contingency arrived. " Tliere have during the past 17 year been a series of fashionable crazes in Japan. The year 1878 was the rabbit year. The Japanese went wild over these little quadrupeds. As much as $1,000 was paid for a single speoi men, and speculations in 400and $500 ral bit were of daily ocourrenoe. Cock fight ing, printingdictionarles by subscription, boating, uhist, waltsing, gigantio fu nerals, and table turning ate aniotaf Other recent era sea In London there is a man who follows the business of tattooing. The majority of his patients are men who have de signs of a naval character pricked into their skin, but there are also a great many women wdio employ his art, if it may be termed such. With women the decoration is usually a bee, a butterfly, a spray of flowers or a monogram. These ornaments are wont inside the wrist, so that they can be hidden by the glove, if necessary. Call a girl a spring chicken and she will laugh ; call a woman a hen uud she gets Iliad. Call a young lady a wilch aud she will enjoy it; call an old woman a witch and your life is iu danger. Call a girl a kiiten uud she won't take it unkindly ( call a woman a cat aud she will huteyou. St. Louis Republic. rts ii ueuuaie ttneinioa uiiicrcavcu families who reside in hotels and board, ing hou-es a San i'Vnmisc i man has filled up a largu ami handsome mourn- ing saloon, where funerals may be hoi. I All the employees are attired In blaolt I and U Aar Uuolr uillr liata MCESS S r I I rv y'.-V' : J 'N.-' ' r"" V i ' " kg? AND Judicious fltivortising. load to Opulepoe lies r(ijee-Deep Jtyroul? Pity's li)k. ION -7A DVERTI5E NYTHING- l"rKIV' Tl KAR ii i i inu- VF-AfT'lN'MINn . sr mm m m mwrnw m OLD TI.MR "SAND CLASS." and Took the Place of Slate In (he School of Lone; Ago. "Sixty years ago I taught the sand clans in the schools of this city in the Grand Jssry ram of the) old Court House, "said a tfentVmsn a Ooetdp lst evening. "Tho sand class!" exclaimed Gossip; "What in the name of Socrates was a sand class? And then the ancient pedagogue pro ceeded tosay :"SixtyyearsagotheschooUf of the town occupied the old (Jourt House, and I was one of the scholars. In tho Grand Jury room there was a long table about 18 inches high with a strip of board fastened on the top all around tho sides, thus making the center lower than the sides. This center was filled with fin) sand an inch deep. "At tlie end of the table was wheel on. which the letters of the alphabet wero printed so that but one letter would ap pear at a time; around the table tho smallest children of the school were gath ered, and each fun.ished with a stick. I, as the iK-dugogu 4 ;pointed by the head teacher, would take my stand at the end of the table and alongside of the wheel, and as I moved it would announce tho letter that was brought to view, which the children would proceed to make in tho sand with their 'sticks. When all had made that letter I would level the sand with a oosub and tho wheel would bo moved on to another letter. And these little ones were called tho ' sand class.' It was an interesting sight, tho system was somewhat like tlie kindergarten of tho present day, and it was certainly aa economical mode of supplying writing material." This was the sand class of 60 years ago. Harrisburg Telegraph. v Identifying Ancient Cltle In Efrpt- ' Dr. Naville, the well known Egyptian explorer, tlie discoverer of Bubastis and the treasure city of Pithon, has recently identified other cities in Egypt, more es pecially some connected with the eiod.ua of the Israelites. At the close of Juno last he presented the results of his dis coveries at a meeting of the Victoria In stitute, in London, presided over by Sir Gabriel Stokes, ex president of the Royal Society. Or. Naville found that the Suo ooth, spoken of in the Bible, was not city, as some have supposed, but a dis trict, and from a valuable inscription found at Pithon that the latter became known to the Greeks as Heroopolis, and that although now many miles inland it was ouce a seaport, the waters of tho Red Sea extending up to its walls, and merchants' ships are described by Strabo and Pliny as sailing thence to the Arabian Sea. Through some recently discovered papyri M. Naville found that Baal. Zephoa woo aeither ft village or ft town, but a shrine of Baal and a noted place of pilgrimage. The sites of other places dis covered were those of Mignole, which in after days was probably the Serapcum of the Greeks, and also Pi Hahiroth. In the identification of the two last places M. Naville was greatly helped by ft papyrus. The bearing of his identifica tions is of no small interest to the stu dents of history, both sacred and pro- Tie- D tioit Free Pre snysi "If a boy 15 e.,rs of age s. ould be left 10 ncte- of land in Michigan, and bis guardian should cover it ith hickory trees the income of the boy when he came . bj 80 years old would be from $9,000 u $11,. 000 clean cash off his little fai nt.'' (n France (he navvies on the nil ways woik under umbrellas in wet weather. Nearly 00,000 tons of corli are u, eel fur l ottled her and mineral waters con sumed annually in E iglaml. A medical authority in Franco say the gradual depopulation of time coun try is largely due lo the Immoderate usa of tobacco. CAN BE ACHIEVED in nny Business D'j Untieing Industry, Careful Economy,
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