THE COLUMBIAN, BLOOMSBURG, PA.
KING OF THE BROWNIES.
I'm rvlr of lh Brownlo Bind,
Mint fnwrtxl of parimnirMi,
I swat niv floptre o'nr a Inml
Hut found upon hlit'ry'i puses.
I tiOte my nlirhtlr prnmsniirie
Br Anrcniti nnmlotul ;
On mo no bnnil) or hmid irrtMiaile
liai ever bj luata been losl.d.
If ron ootild only ne me din.
You'd ftnd nin extrmrHr placid!
I tinvnr fr a dlh of mine
la seaaoued with prusiio add.
I u"hI no hre, lanon, or spoar,
I o gnaru n. e wliuueVr I lumlwr.
My puople knoel, but not through fear
Luro guverni tue inure iiuinber.
.My slightest wlah they all obey
i u.rnr uw any -;
1 a.wa let tuem uv tliolr way j
'i'uey Ueu'i Imvo to pay high taxu.
Ko undertaker nucd apply ;
I iu uut (or eiulalmuiui crazy,
U) uljju cry, a I puu by,
"i u urjwniH miiif n u daisy."
l'klmer Cux, tu AluO.uro Magazine.
KITTY'S INHERITANCE,
Mrs. Tucker set down the milking
pail with an emphasis that made the
pearly fluid spatter up Into her face.
'There," eaiU Blia. ".Diun't I always
tell you bo?"
Gideon Tucker went stolidly on
plucking a fine, fat duck for market.
"You're 'most always tollin' me of
something," said he. "It would be
kind o' queer If some of your say-so'
dldu't corno truo."
"Things couldn't help happening,"
said Mrs. Tucker, "with that old sunk
en well right In the middle of the med
der. You had your boBt cow lamed
there the first year we bought the place
and Dr. Dupont's hired man liked to
broke hla neck there "
"Just come short of It," said Gideon.
"Anyhow, he had no business short
cutting it across my pasture lots, but
tUere, Fanny, 'taln't no use your scold
I always calculated to All up that
v eil when I got time. And I'm sorry,
;.s you be that the schoolma'm sprain
ed her ankle thoie. She's a nice girl,
and she helps to support that old aunt
o' hern out West, an' "
"It was all my own fault, Mr. Tuck
er," broke In a sweet, cheery voice.
"It's just as you said about Dr. Du
pont's hired man. I hadn't any busi
ness crossing your lot, but I was In
Buch a hurry, and It's an eighth of a
mile shorter than to go around by the
main road."
Miss Ritchie, the village school mis
tress, stood there In the doorVay lean
ing on a roughly improvised crutch
which Harry Wait, the carpenter, had
nnule for her.
Her cheeks were palo, and there was
a look of suffering on her brow, even
though a sort of forced smile had been
summoned to her lips for the occasion.
"La, me, Miss Kitty," said the farm
er's wife, hastening to bring a rush
bottomed kitchen chair. You do look
clean peaked out. Gideon, go down
sullcr an' bring up a glass o' cold root
beer right away."
"I can't do it, Mrs. Tucker," said
Kitty, sinking into the chair. "It's no
use trying."
"Can't do what, Miss Kitty?"
"I walked to the school house this
morning," MIbs Ritchie answered,
leaning on my crutch and resting by
turns. And I've walked far on my
back. But I feel sick and faint, and I
can go no farther."
"There!" said Mrs. Tucker, tragical
ly apostrophizing her husband as he
stood at the head of the cellar stairs
with a stone bottle of home-brewed
root beer in his hand, "see what you've
done!"
" 'Twan't me!" stuttered poor Gid
eon. "Miss Kitty '11 hev to give up her
school," added his wife, "and all
through you!"
Kitty could not but smile, even
through the pain of her stinging limb
at Gideon Tucker's rueful face.
"Oh, it isn't so bad as that!" said
she. "Or, at least, I hope not. I mean
to keep my school if I possibly can.
And I'd tell you what my plans are.
You know that old house under the
l0CU8t8?"
"What!" cried Mrs. Tucker. "The
Ritchie Ruin?"
Kittle winced a little.
"Yes," said she. "I suppose it is a
ruin. The grass is growing up
through the kitchen floor, and the
shingles have all rotted away on the
north side, and I don't suppose there's
a pane of glass left in any of the win
dows. But the doors are sound, and
the rocf doesn't leak to signify. Henry
Wait says it could be made comfort
able with a few pine boards and a
pound or so of nails, so long as the
weather don't turn cold, and if Mr.
Tucker would allow me to live there
this fall "
" 'Taint fit for even foxes to live
in!" cried Mr. Tucker, hurriedly.
"Why," more slowly spoke her
spouse. "I was calkllatln" to store my
pumpkins an' cabbages there, but, of
course, if you've took a notion to the
place "
"I was born there, Mr. Tucker,"
said Kitty, in a low voice. "Long be
fore father and mother were obliged to
soil the old place. Long before poor
old Aunt Ruhamah wandered away and
went to her relatious out West"
. "Yes," observed Mr. Tucker, nerv
ously scratching his head, "and until I
get your Aunt Ruey's signature to my
title deeds they won't be worth more'n
" "iucu waste paper. At least so
Lawyer Goodrich says. For she had
some sort of a share in the property,
sane or crazy."
Miss Ritchie colored.
"Father sold the farm to you, Mr.
Tucker," said she, "and it's my busi
ness to see that the transaction is le
gal. Aunt Ruey is coming back."
"Eh!" cried the farmer and his wife,
in chorus.
"I had a letter from her yesterday,"
said Kitty. "That's one reason I'm
here to-day. The cousins in Ohio
won't have her any longer. She is
getting older and more eccentric every
day, and they say what is quite. true
that it is my business to care for
her. And the poor thing expects to
come hack to the old Ritchie farm
house Just bh if she had left it yes
terday! So if Mrs. Tucker will lend
me a few articles of furniture, Ml try
to make the place habitable for her." '
"And you're kindly welcome to 'em.
my dear," said the farmer's wife.
"There is plenty of old furniture up in
the garret that we can rub up with a
little oil and make decent. And it's
our business to help you all we can.
fieeln' It's Gideon's fault "
"It's nobody's fault!' quickly inter- I
rupted Kitty Ritchlo. "And if the trus- .
tees raise my salary, as they talk of
doing if that extra class of mathe--'
mntics is started, I shnll soon be able
to pay a little rent for the place."
"I guess we shan't dun you much
for no rent, Miss Ritchlo," chuckled j
Tucker. "An you're welcome to the 1
milk of the red cow if you an' the old
aunt want It. A cow's a dreadful j
help in housekeepln'."
Miss Ritchie thanked them and went '
on h-r way, limping slowly along.
"I'd a' hitched up old Jack and took
her the rest of the way home," observ
ed Tucker, as he stretched his neck
look after the departing figure, "If X
uuun i a seen iiarry wtma curpeuier i
wagon comin down me rona. An l
guess I ain't one to spoil sport."
" Twon't never be a match If Kitty
Ritchlo shoulders the burden o' that
old crazy aunt o her'n," said Mrs.
Tucker. "A man can't be expected to
marry a whole madhouRe."
"I guess Kitty's worth it!" declared
Tucker.
"She is a good girl!" said his wife.
'And there was one time folks s posed I
she was going to be an heiress when !
che old sea captain uncle came home
with the prize money that he gained
in the war."
"I don't believe there ever was any
prize money!" said Mr. Tucker, resum
ing his task of denuding the plump
duck of Its feathers. "There!"
"I know there was!" nodded hla
wife. "Mrs. Ritchie showed it to me
herself. All gold eagles, tied up in a
shammy bag with a leather shoestring.
The old captain gave it to her for nus
sln him' through that fever."
"What's the reason you never said
nothln' about It before?" questioned
Tucker.
"Mrs. Ritchie made mo promise not
to toll. She was afeard o' bein' rob
bed." "And what ever came of It?"
"That's what nobody knows. Jest'a
like's not old Eben Ritchie put it into
the Iron-mining consarn that honey
combed Blue Mountain and never done
no good. Or p'r'aps he Invested it In
lottery tickets. He never had no Judg
ment. Now, don't you go to chatterln'
about this, Gld Tucker. Mind, I'm
under a promise to the poor old creetur
that's dead and burled."
"Some promises is better broken
than kept," said Gideon.
But Mrs. Tucker knew that the se
cret was safe with her uncommunica
tive spouse.
Meanwhile the builder's wagon had
stopped before the old one-storied
ruin of the Ritchie house, strongly
silhouted by the red smolder of the
September sunset.
"Kitty," said young Wait, stealing
his arm coaxlngly around her waist,
"you can't live in an old' shell like
this! Give up your false pride, love!
Let me make a home for you."
Kitty bit her lip.
"And have it said," said she, "that
Henry Walt was the only one of the
Walt family that made a bad match!"
"I don't care what people say."
"I do."
"Kitty, let's go to the parson to
night. Let's be married !"
Kitty shook her head.
"Not until I've saved up enough to
buy a decent outfit," said she. "Not
until I've paid the last debt that poor
father owed." I
"I'll pay 'em, Kitty." I
"No, Harry, you won't. I can be as
unselfish as you are!" cried the girl.
"Oh, hush! Who is that?"
A board in the old floor had creak
ed softly, a shadowy little figure had
come forward with a sliding motion
into the light.
"Be you Kitty?" asked a soft, high
pitched little voice. "Is this home?
I've come a good ways and I'm sort o'
turned round."
"It's Aunt Ruhamah!" cried Kitty.
"Why, how came she here? And all
by herself!"
"It's a good ways!" repeated the old
woman, shifting her flat travelling
basket, "and I'm sort o' turned round.
But I followed Sister Sarah all the
way. She went before, and she beck
oned. I followed her here. And she's
gone out to the old well. I'm sort o'
feared to follow her into the high wet
grass, but she keeps a-beckonlng,' and
I guess I'll have to go!"
She started for the door, passing her
hand in a confused fashion over her
forehead.
"What does she mean?" asked Harry
Walt.
"She means mother," said Kitty
"mother, that has been dead and
buried these fifteen years."
"Don't you see her a-beckonln'?"
piped the little old woman, "Just there
by the old well? We never could get
Eben to put a curb there, and Sister
Sarah was always afeared something
would happen."
"I see the tall grass waving," said
Kitty, "and a cloud coming over the
surface of the rising moon, and that
is all."
"It's Sister Sarah," said Aunt Ruey,
pushing resolutely ahead, "and she
wants me. Why, Kitty, do you mean
to tell me that you don't know your
own mother?"
Kitty .sent for Harry Wait the next
day.
"Harry," said she, "do you want to
do something for me?"
"I want to do everything for you,
Kitty."
"That's nonsense!" (But she laugh
ed and colored nevertheless.) "I want
you to put a curb around that old
sunken well. Aunt Ruey keeps wan
dering out there. She declares that
mother stands beckoning her and
and leaning over to look in. And it's
as near to bring out water from there
as to go to Hemlock springs."
"I thought the old well was dried
up long ago," said young Walt.
"There's water there. I see It shine
and sparklo. And Mr. Tucker says he
will dig It out anew and stone it up if
you'll build a curb. It will be handy
for the cattle, too."
"Very well," nodded Walt. "Any,
time Gld Tucker's ready I am."
Mrs. Tucker came a few days later
to the first husking bee of the season,
full of excitement.
"Hev ye heard?" snld she.
And Mrs. Bradley, the buxom host
ess, made answer:
"If I hadn't heerd It with my own
ears an' seen it with my own eyes,"
said Mrs. Tucker, "I never could ha'
believed it But it's true!"
"What's true?" breathlessly demand
ed Mrs, Bradley,
"Miss Ritchie's come Into her for
tune," said Mrs. Tucker.
"What!" cried the company.
"In gold," said Mrs. Tucker. "The
old captain's prize money. I knowed
It must be somewhere. And It waa
there all the time!"
"Where?" questioned the company,
with one accord.
"Wedged behind the big half-way)
stone in the old sunken well, where
they used to lower the cream patl to
keep It cool," eagerly spoke Mrs. Tuck
cr. "In an old tin box rusted clean
through, and tied up in the same Iden
tical shammy bag that Mrs. Ritchie
showed me years an' yoars ago. She
must ha' put It there herself, to keep)
it out of her husband's hands that
time he had such a notion o' puttln
everything into mlnln' shares an' lot
tery tickets, an' died afore she had i
chance to tell anybody where It was.
Gideon he discovered It, flxin' up the
new stun wall." Mrs. Bradley gave a
start.
"Don't you know," said she, "poof
old Aunt Ruey always stood to It that
her sister Sarah was stand In' there by
the well, beckonln' to her? She de
clared that sister Sarah went afore hee
all the way from Ohio."
"Yes," said Mrs. Tucker, In a low
voice. "And when Gideon got to the
house there was Aunt Ruhamah Benin1
by the fire, with her hands, Jest for all
the world like she was asleep, but
stone dead. And wasn't it lucky she
signed them title papers o' Gideon's
last week? And Kitty's cryln' fit to
break her heart. Kitty can be mniTled
now whenever she ploaRes. There ain't
nothln' more to watt for. And who
knows," Bhe added, looking timidly
over her shoulder at the gray shad
ows of tho gloaming, "but that Aunt
Ruhamah saw clearer than we do, and
sister Sarah, Kitty's mother, wns real
ly beckoning on the edge of the old
well?"
"Ah!" said Mrs. Bradley, "who
knows?" Helen Forrest Graves In Sa
turday Night. 1
JlapVIn Collector.
The fashionable bars about New!
York give the customer a clean napkin
with every drink. That is a custom,
however of long standing. Recently,
the napkin has been reduced to the
size of a sheet of note paper and In
weight to a Saratoga chip. It is ot
pocket handkerchief material and
usually neatly hemmed in a broad
border. It is Just big enough and
broad enough and of sufficient
strength of character to cover a decent
mouth and extract the remains of a
bee'r from the fashionable mustache.
"You see we1 lost so many of them,"
said a bartender, "that we had to get
it down fine. Some people appear to
have a mania for collecting napkins,
and they not only use one at the bar,
but quietly put it in their hip pocket.
Of course, it is a species of absence of
mind, but then the napkin costs Just
as much money when put into a pocket
and carried away by mistake as when
it Is 'swiped.' It is a curious thing to
note how customers use the thing.
Some people don't use it at all; others
look at it strangely, as if they had
had never seen one before, and finally;
carefully unfold it and give a dainty
sweep of the mouth, and and then fold
It up again, as though they were at.the
dinner table and might want to use it
again to-morrow. I have seen a fellow!
dip his napkin In the 'chaser' which
goes wih his whiskey and wash hia
mouth deliberately and throw the wet
rag back on the bar for me to han
dle." Pittsburg Dispatch.
When to AtoIcI Candy.
Sugar Is one of the best of the fat
producing foods, writes Dr. Cyrus Ed
son in the Ladies' Home Journal, and
for that reason It is bad for a person
young or old, In whom there is a ten
dency to accumulate tco much fat. The
converse of this is true it is a valu
able food for those, young or old, who
are too thin. It is also valuable, be
cause it is easily digested to those who
are weak, who suffer from a lack of
animal heat, and who need building
up. Not too much of it though, be
cause there are elements needed in the
body which sugar will not supply.
Sugar is exceedingly satisfying, to the
appetite. I know a man who was an
officer of cavalry during the civil war,
and on one occasion during a raid he
found an opportunity to fill his haver
Back and both Baddle bags with brown
sugar. The men of his command did
the same. It was four days before
they were able to get a supply of ra
tions, and during that time they lived
on the suguar and were perfectly con
tented with the diet This story
points to one rule which may safely
be laid down for all: Candy should
net be eaten immediately before meals
by either child or adult, because it
will destroy the appetite for food, and
that other should be taken first, be
cause of the food element found In It
and which Is not found in candy. In
other words, the supply of sugar
should be adjusted -to that of other
foods In a natural and common-sense-way
proportion.
Kept Hln Receipt.
An indignant citizen called on Post
master Stayton, of Allegheny, recent
ly, and entered a complaint against the
postal service. He said he sent some
money through the mails to a man in
Pittsburg, and to make sure of his get
ting it he had the letter registered.
The letter was sent last October and
has not gotten to tho Pittsburg side ot
the river yet
Postmaster Stayton admitted that a
letter should go from Allegheny to
Pittsburg in less than eleven months,
and said if the man could produce the
receipt for the registered letter he
would look the matter up.
The man said: "Oh, I have the re
ceipt and I am going to keep it, too."
"Well, let me see it." said Mr. Stay,
ton, "and I will look the letter up."
The man fumbled through his pock
ets and produced a soiled piece of
paper which he had boon carrying for
eleven months, and, unfolding it, show
ed a money order. He had paid the
money Into the Allegheny office, put
the order in his pocket and wondered
why his creditor did not get the
money. Pittsburg Commercial-Gazette,
Not Foi.lble.
Mr. Funnlman (facetiously) If X
should give you a dollar, what would
you say?
His Friend I'd say I was dreaming.
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Consumptives rdways find prent relief by taking it, and
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Weak Babtos and Thin Children
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forms of food sceni to do them no good whatever.
Tho only genuiuo Scott's Emulsion is put up in salmon'
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Oh I cm o, Oct 6.1W8.
I WM troubled with tnlM.ont
nd Taricocvle, and had been
exuallr weak for aeven years,
Durina the lut four yean I
tried every ramedr that wan sold At HI WAS.
and sot no relief for any of my
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Lots secured on SMALL MONTHLY PAYMENTS
Maps of the town and of plotted pronertv fumiKlipd r,n nr..
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sb style, and the bar is stocked with all
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Beef, Veal, Lamb, Mutton
Pork, Hams, Bacon, Tongue.
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THE MARKETS.
BLOOMSBURG MARKETS.
COBRICTBD WIBKLT. MIT AIL FRIOM.
Butter per lb $ ,?6
Eggs per dozen 26
Lard per lb ...
Ham per pound ,. ,13
Pork, whole, per pound 07 to ,oi
Beef, quarter, per pound .... 06 to .08
Wheat per bushel 70
Oats " ,45
Rye " " 6;
Wheat flour per bbl 3.00
Hay per ton 14.00 to 10.00
Potatoes per bushel .75
Turnips .jj
Onions " " 1.00
Sweet potatoes per peck 7 5 to .30
Tallow per lb 04
Shoulder " 10
Side meat " " .10
Vinegar, per qt '. 07
Dried apples per lb .05
Dried cherries, pitted 16
Raspberries ,16
Cow Hides per lb 03
Steer " , .0
Calf Skin . . . 40 to .50
Sheep pelts.; .60
Shelled corn per bus .75
Corn meal, cwt a.oo
Bran, ,,10
Chop " i. 25
Middlings " 1.10
Chickens per lb new 10
" " "old 10
Turkeys " " 12
Geese " , ,10
Ducks " " t .10
Coal.
No. 6, delivered 4
" 4 and s " 3.50
" 6 at yard a.S
" 4 and 5 at yard j.S
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