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TRUST %
I cannot Understand
"wny and wherefore" of a thousand i
things—
The crosses, the annoyances, the dally
•tings:
I cannot understand;
But I can trust,
for perfect trusting- perfect comfort
brings.
I cannot clearly see
Wby life to one brings Joy, unlooked for
gain.
While to another bitter heartaches come,
and pain:
I cannot clearly see;
But I can trust,
And by and by my Father will explain.
I cannot see the end.
The hidden meaning of each trial sent,
Tho pattern Into which each tangled thread
la blent:
I cannot see the end;
But I can trust.
And In His changeless love I am content.
I cannot grasp the whole
Of life's great symphony, nor find the key
To these strange minor cadences perplex
ing me:
I cannot grasp the whole
But I will trust
In Him whose ways are perfect harmony.
—Mary P. Nicolls, In American Methodist
Magazine.
By CHAUNCY C. HOTCHKISS
(Copyright, 1897. by D. Appleton & Co. All
rights reserved]
CHAPTER XXIIj — CONTINUED.
My conjecture had been right. The girl I
was lying betwixt the combings of the
galley and the butt of the splintered top
mast, a position allowing her enough air to
prevent suffocation, at the same time partly
protecting her from the weight of the stuff
piled over her. She lay on her face, and '
across her thighs, pinning her fast, was a
small end of the broken topsail yard. Her
cheek and neck, with the hand that lay
along the spar, were covered with blood, and
blood stained the planking of the deck about
her.
I lost no time in feeling for life, as the
groan had told mo life still existed. Cutting
the lantern from the hoop, I slung it on
my arm and, lifting the girl, strode toward
the cabin, now In the strangest state of
mind that had ever possessed me. If I
moved quickly with my body, my brain out
paced it. As I look back at it, the passage
from the foremast to the companion way
■was a long one, though it was compassed in
twice ten steps. In the time it took me to
traverse it I lived over the five days I had
known this lass, and felt them to have been
as many years. I suddenly knew the source
oi ray daring, which had grown with the
time until at that moment I was ready to
face the devil himself, and knew, too, for
whom it was meant. I now knew that my
head had not been playing over the mystery
of her disappearance because it was mys
tery, but because this girl had usurped all
other interests. I was now aware that my
resolve to board the schooner was not so
much to recapture the prize (though that
motive, hopeless as it had seemed, had been
strong) as to overhaul the wreck of the
foretopmast in quest of Gertrude King, and
see her again dead or alive. I gave no name
to all this; I raised no fine points anent the
strength or weakness of my feeling, nor did
the word "love" cross my mind. I only
knew that alive I had found her, and that
one day she might Know I had saved her
from both death and her enemies. In a
purblind fashion it was all the reward I
looked for, and it seemed reward enough.
If I was not fairly subdued by the beauty
•and heroism of this girl, my pity for her
carried me far on the way, and though bur
ly, sea-roughened, and a man to boot, in this
case of need I felt that for tenderness I could
pit myself against the gentlest woman who
ever made a sick bed a dream of pleasure.
Beyond getting at the extent of her in
juries, 1 determined not to let the now
sobered surgeon lift a finger. \\ hen I
brought my burden down the companion
way he was placing a wet compress on the
boy's wound, his management of this in the
darkness speaking loudly of his skill. My
prisoner was evidently past being surprised,
l"or he did little but give a grftnt as lie saw
me bear her in; but when I told him the new
patient was a girl, and the sister of Ames,
he ca-st on me a quick, hard look. It wtis
only after I mentioned her name and he
remembered the former passenger of the
Sprite that he showed real interest, and as he
examined her for injuries 1 heard him grum
ble the name of Scammell beneath his
breath.
Pending the outcome of his search I went
on deck. Although a nearly full moon was
behind the clouds, the night was unusually '
dark. The roll of the schooner was growing
heavier. It caused a rattling of blocks 1
overhead, and a jerking of the foresail boom
on its traveler uiftil it sounded as though
the deck must be ripped up. There was a
sullenness to the sea that boded mischief,
hut the cause of it was still at a'distance.
Betwixt the clashing of blocks aloft, the
kicking of the ruader, the mad clank of the
boom travelers ami the excited tattoo of
the reeling points, there was sufficient fuss
to at once tell a seaman that the present
condition of calm would not lie protracted.
The look of the sky was enough for me (for
beyond the immediate vicinity of the moon
<a pot of tar could not have been blacker),
and in the momentary intervals of partial
silence that ensued as the schooner bal
anced on the tops of the surges I thought
I could hear a faint moan far above the
truck, as though an unseen and troubled
spirit was winging through the depths of
space aloft. The horizon had drawn close to
the vessel, and the repelling blackness of the
water sent a chill through me as I consid
ered what might have been my plight had
•the schooner sailed, leaving me on the
broad ocean with no support but the frail
shell of the dingy. A sudden coldness had
settled from above, though not a Wreath of
vind had come with it, and, though there
was nothing to be distinctly marked through
the heavy gloom enveloping the schooner,
i*"Were existed in the surrounding elements
'£ menacing some l bin> which, like an in
visible monitor, sent to me on inarticulate
warning.
The change had been rapid. Plainly
enough I scented the vague threat of the
weather and set about to meet theoutbreak.
M hiding me that I was both captain and
crew, with the extra weight of having on
my hands three prisoners in the forecastle
aad a shaky one in the cabin. 1 saw that if it
.CLtne onto blow I had more than sufficient
-cork : v out for one pair of fists. Deter
mined then to take time by the forelock and
be safe in nil weathers. I let go the foresail
h«Jyards and quietly lowered that canvas,
putting it in stops only that it might not
blow out, but, as for the furl, 'twould have
made a landlubber laugh to see the bulge of
the bunt. The shot from the Sprite had
reduced the head cloths to jib and staysail,
ami yet so impressed was I that we were face
to face with impending disaster that 1 low
ered and, after a fashion, stowed the jib.
The more I worked the more I felt the
necessity, and, though I was on fire to re
turn to the cabin, I held away and turned
my attention to the great mainsail which
was hurtling to and fro, the subdued thun
der of its thrashing bunt and quick patteT
of its reefing points playing out of the mys
terious darkness overhead like the sounds
of a distant storm. Alone I double reefed
that canvas, though I remember very little
of it, the only thing coining to my mind be
ing the horrible smooth mkiness of the
water beneath me when I crawled out on the
boom to pass the earring and haul taut.
Though my hands worked on deck, my fieart
was below, and it was with a deep breath
of satisfaction that I saw the last of more
than an hour's hard labor. Casting oil the
main sheet, that I might not be taken un
aware, 1 gave a glance at the light on the
Sprite, still lying on our quarter, and then
went below, tilled with a mixture of hope
and dread.
McCary was sitting by the side of the girl
ofl 1 entered. He looked up before I was
fairly off the steps, and said in a surly
voice:
"Ye had best be no niggard with the
whisky; pass it out!"
"What do you find?" I asked.
"Shock," he answered shortly.
"And naught else?"
"Be not so d —n quick," he replied.
"There may be enough else inside, 1 know
not. Outside there's a nasty bit of a blow on
the nob and a fractured clavicle. There's
the shock to nurse, but if all's well within
she'll mend in a few days. It was a narrow
escape she has had! How came she here?"
" 'Tis a long story, and one with mighty
little to flatter your side of the fight, my
friend," I answered. "Let that pass. If
you can save both these children, and will
settle down ashore and swear by congress,
I'll see that your fortune's made as a doctor.
You will be a rare hand!"
"I'll see ye and yer congressd d first!"
he returned with an ugly scowl. "What I
lay hand on, be it rebel or loyal, I do me
best with. I'll do it here. 1 have little
against the like of Gertrude King. She is a
true lass."
"That's well," I answered as I went to the
locker for the whisky. "But Gertrude is
flying like myself from Clinton; her loyalty
is to her country, and not, as you think, to
George 111. The title of 'rebel' is one to lie
proud of." And with this 1 handed him
the l>ottle which he took with .a dogged air,
pouring therefrom a dram which would'have
been more than respectable for a man. I
watched him closely as he put it to the
girl's lips. lie held it there until a small
quantity had disappeared, then, as though
no longer able to restrain himself, he lifted
the remainder to his own and drank it in
a single gulp.
I was about to jump on him, when down
the open companion way there came a faint
wailing followed by a roar that grew into a
shriek appalLing in its intensity. It was the
first howl of the great tempest of '7B, and,
turning, I made for the companion. Ere
I was halfway to the deck we were laid over
to larboard in a manner that for a moment
prevented my further progress. A mighty
, gush of damp wind struck my face as I
hung onto the rail, and before I could grip
my way hand over hand up the ladder the
schooner righted and hung on an even keel,
trembling like a suddenly affrighted animal.
In an instant 1 was at the wheel. As
Slickly as the squall came it passed, but I
knew the weight that must be behind it.
Well it was that 1 had reduced sail and let
go the sheet, for in such a sudden blast we
would have been thrown so low that the
cargo would have shifted and the end come
in the twinkling of an eye.
As near as I could guess the first rush of
air had been from out the southeast, but the
whole gale that followed struck us fairly on
the bow, and, in spite of my jamming the
helm hard over, 1 think for a space the
schooner made direct sternway. Without a
sail drawing, the din of the thrashing canvas
drowned all other noises, and in this fashion
we hung in irons until it appeared that the
mainmast would be shaken out of the ves
sel. I could not man the wheel and staysail
sheet together, and the former I dared not
leave; but the wind settled my dilemma, for
after a time, and when I was getting des
perate, it whipped a point to larboard, and
in the half glimmer that now came from the
sea, which looked like a dish of froth, I saw
the foot of the staysail streaming over the
starboard bow.
How I lashed the wheel with the helm up
and got forward, I hardly know. I remem
ber it was like dragging against a stone wall
to get the sheet half way in, but I did it, and
ran back again before we were fairly paid
off. Now 1 lashed the helm down and put
my weight on the main sheet, but 'twas past
my power to move it a foot. As 1 had no
wish to lose time by running toward South
America, I bawled to the doctor to come up.
lie did so in a hurry, but demurred when I
told him to lay hold of the line and haul.
The sudden tongue lashing I gave him and a
sight of my face in the light which poured
from the cabin made him think better of his
manner, for he gripped the sheet and fell
back with it like a born sailor. It was an
almighty tug as best, but grew easier as we
hauled into the wind, and when the line was
belsyed I commanded him to take the wheel
while I sheeted home the staysail.
The veriest duffer cannot follow the sea
for year in and out without learning some
thing of the handling of ships, and, though
McCary had probably never laid hand on a
spoke from necessity, he may have done so
for pleasure, as he seemed to know how to
hold the Phantom somewhere near the
wind's eye. There was no difficulty, then,
in getting a proper trim to the head cloth,
and by the time the sheet was belayed and
we stood off on the starboard taek the
schooner was well under way, her bows smit
ing the seas, which had risen like magic, in
a way that threw a curtain of solid water
into the air, which, catching the wind, blew
in and came aboard a deluge. I was wet to
the skin before, but it was a dry wet as com
pared to the way the water shot through my
clothing, the drops stinging my face like a
discharge of small shot. Even under scant
canvas and pointing as close as the schooner
would go, she lay down to the blast until at
times the brine gurgled in the lee scuppers.
The channels sheared through the black seas
and turned up a smother of froth as they
tore along, while the noise of the roaring
wind and water was enough to deafen one.
I Knowing that all now unsafe must be left
j unsafe, I turned to get aft, when I be
i thought me of the men in the forecastle.
! During the past hour they had not entered
nn* mind, for I had felt that 1 had them se
f cure. With the light they possessed, to
i gather with the rations 1 knew had been
5 supplied them, they were better off regard
] inn comfort than though they had been
j flee seamen on duty. Other matters had
taken my attention, but now that I was for
ward I would give a look to the hatch fas-
I tening. It was right enough, and I laid my
CAMERON COUNTY PRESS, THURSDAY, FEBRUARY 15, 1900.
ear over the crack below th.e slide that I
might hear it uught was aiflins. Ay, there
was. A clear sound of rasping and splinter
ing wood greeted me as I stopped the other
ear with my hand to keep out the surround
ing racket, and 1 had hit the spot on which
a knife was at work.
Drawing my cutlass, with its hilt I smote
the woodwork. The sound instantly ceased.
Unfastening the slide, I drew it back an
inch or more ami sang out through the open
ing:
"Keep at it, my lads, and when ye have
the hole the size of a pistol's barrel, I'll put
one there and give ye a quick trip to Davy
Jones. Mayhap ye have heard of Donald
Thorndyke. Well, 1 am he. Now mind
yourselves!"
And now I settled myself for a nitrht of it, <
putting aside all matters save the ship's
safety. I was lucky to have a doctor in the
cabin to care for my sick; as for myself I
needed none. So long as I was holding east,
I cared little for the blow if nothing carried
away. I had hopes that the suddenness of
the storm bespoke its shortness, but never
did I dream it was affecting my destiny.
Beyond the elements I had now little to
fear, and, as I knew my own boat as a
mother knows her child, felt there was but
small danger of her inability to weather the
gale.
But the tempest was not of usual temper.
Its approach, its violence and duration were
beyond common rules, and had it held aloof
but a day longer it would have doubtless al
tered the history of the colonies, and per
haps have put a period to my own career.
One has but to turn to history for the truth
of this. The great storm which suddenly
sprang on the coast the night of August 11,
1778, and which lasted for more than three
days, was of such a nature that it has been
set apart by historians as worthy of espe
cial mention, both from its results and its
more than fiendish force.
As I have said, the absence of the bulk of
Lord Howe's fleet had enabled the Phan
tom to drift through the fog and from the
bay in comparative safety, and this absence
was due to an attack planned against the
French who were besieging Newport by
water, as.the patriots under Sullivan were
doing by land. The British General I'igot
was in desperate straits when Howe ap
peared off Point Judith, and, had the Eng
lish admiral been possessed of the sluggish
and procrastinating nature of his brother
(lately commander of the British land
forces in America), he would probably have
been a day or two later, and Pigot would
have followed the example of Burgoyne at
Saratoga and laid down tiis arms. As it was,
llowe arrived in the nick of time, and the
French sailed out of the harbor to fight
hiin. The English took to the ocean for sea
room in which to maneuver, but from all I
could ever gather, each was mortally afraid
1
Saved!
oi the other. The French followed. For
two days they played about, either seeking
to get the weather gauge of his opponent be
fore opening hostilities. Here at last there
must have been fought a battle which might
(and probably would) have altered the com
plexion of the war; but the storm stepped
in, and, after damaging and partly wreck
ing both fleets, drove them asunder. Howe
returned to New York to refit, and
D'Estaing gathered his scattered ships and
sailed back to Newport. What my fate
would have been ha<i the tempest held off
leaves little to guess, as, had my hoped-for
programme been carried forward, I would
have run into a network from which there
could have been no escape.
By the same storm which had prevented a
conflict on the sea the patriot force on land
had suffered well nigh as severely as the fleets.
What with mined ammunition, destroyed
stores and demolished shelter, the ferocity
of the hurricane even causing several
deaths, Sullivan's army was in a forlorn and
desperate state, and, though in no condi
tion to make an assault, the gallant com
mander furthered preparations to that end.
Knowing, however, the ticklish temper of
our allies, the attack was postponed until
the French should return, an event which
occurred on the 19th of August. Mighty was
the joy of the patriots as D'Estaing sailed
up the bay, but the joy was shortlived, for,
giving his damaged ships as an excuse, he re
lused to remain at Newport, and, turning
away, sailed for Boston for repairs, leaving
Sullivan with a discouraged and rapidly dis
solving army close to the strengthened lines
of the British.
But, barring the storm, of these matters I
knew nothing then nor for some time after
their occurrence. Now I stood and strained
at the wheel, squeezing the vessel into the
wind as close as sho would go, having an un
reasonable objection to making the least
southing in the eourse. And yet 1 was un
certain as to the exact point to which I was
steering, possessing no compass save the
telltale which was set into the cabin ceil
ing and out of reach of my eye. If I escaped
the pitiless and treacherous sands of the
coast of Long Island I would he well con
tent, and by holding to the present tack 1
had little fear of disaster from that quarter.
I figured that we had made half the length
of Long Island up to the time we had been
overhauled and the calm set in, and that in
a wind for the most part light. If this was
so, at the rate which we were now going 1
hoped to enter Vineyard sound by noon on
the morrow, barring disaster, and 24 hours
from the present would see me at my own
hearthstone. The thought of it warmed me,
and great was my need of warmth of some
kind, for 1 was as empty as a drum, fagged
by excitement and lack of sleep, had not
known comfort for skj long that my memory
of it was misty.
But by midnight even tho fleeting comfort
of thinking was gone, and soon after in feel
ing I was little better than a block of stone.
That which 1 had gone through ini'-ht not
be reckoned by time alone; it seemed the
experience of years. In my half-daycd state
I felt that 1 had been an outlaw lur >ears;
for years I had been fleeing and each day
fenced with death; for years known and pro
tected the tirl and her brother; and for
years, it appeared, most I stand and face
this howling wind which bore against me
like a living thing.
The tempest, which had come in the teeth
of a smiling day, was marked as well by
capriciousnetss as by violence. As the gha»t
liness of early dawn broke in the east, and
I gradually awoke to the fact that morning
was at hand, the wind fell as though
chopped off or as if we had suddenly shot
into the lee of a vast wall. In a half sense
less fashion, like a man under a drug, I tried
with fruitless efforts to shake off the feel
ing of utter carelessness which had fastened
to my senses. With the calmness of abso
lute indifference I marked the sudden drop
ping of the wind, though I knew full weli
that it portended an increase of the gale,
but when, lor how long, from what quarter
or with what force, the Almighty alone
knew; as for me, I cared not if it blew the
vessel out if water. With the same dull in
difference 1 marked our new danger and
every detail attending it. With the sudden
calm we were at the mercy of the long,
green, foam-capped billows which charged
toward us like moving hills. They came not,
like rollers, with the regular swing of the
ground swell, but every surge was the head
waters of a mighty dam broken loose, its
crest made up of a mad, throbbing mass of
liquid torn into shreds and cross seas by its
own weight and violent motion. The face
of t.he world was a vast tumult of yeasty,
ash-colorcd madness cut by the darkness of
its hollows; a terror (if I could have felt it),
not * horror; more sublime than grand,
mors BW*'al than sublime.
[TO BE CONTINUED.]
HOW LOUIS XIV. GOT A WIFE.
A Willful Little Spanish PrinceiM
Make tp Her Mind to
Marry Him.
When Infanta Maria Theresa was ten
they began talking' about a husband
ior her. But here, unexpectedly, the
little girl showed a will of her own.
She said she wanted to marry her
cousin, the young king of France. She
had never seen him, except in. a picture,
but she had heard a great deal of him.
Spain, which had been the most pow
erful of nations, was beginning togo
downhill, and France was coming up.
It was the most refined, the most splen
did and the wealthiest of nations. Its
young king, Louis XIV., was said to be
u perfect fairy prince. Xo one else
was so handsome; no one else had so
bold a spirit, or so gracious manners, or
were such magnificent clothes with so
grand an air. Maria Theresa thought
he would just suit her.
And then, quite suddenly, Infanta
Don Balthazar died, and Maria Theresa
became the heiress presumptive to the
Spanish throne. Then there was no
more talk of her marriage to the king
of France; if she was to be the queen
of Spain, she would have to stay at
home. Then there came another sud
den change. The king, her father, de
cided to marry again, and whom should
he take for a second wife but that
very Mjuriana of Austria, who .had
been intended forliis son's bride. . . .
Afterwards, Queen Mariana had two
little sons. Infanta Maria Theresa was
no longer heiress to the throne, and
there was no reason why she should
not leave the country, iie Gramont.
the French ambassador, came seeking u
wife for liis young master, and Maria
Theresa's childish wish came true. She
was greatly pleased. She used to run
away from her ladies-in-waiting to the
room where hung the portrait of the
handsome French king, and curtsy t-o
it, saying with a laugh:
"That is for my bridegroom!"
So the king of France, with a mag
nificent suite, journeyed down from
l'aris to the frontier of his kingdom;
and the Spanish princess, with a mag
nificent suite, journeyed up from Mad
rid to the frontier of hers; and there,
on an island in the Bidassoa, which is
the boundary stream, they were mag
nificently wedded. The bride's dresses
filled 12 large trunks, covered with
crimson velvet and mounted with sil
ver; 20 morocco trunks, contained her
linen; 50 mules were laden with her
toilet plate and her perfumes. Besides
all this, she took with her quantities of
presents, among them two chests filled
with purses, gloves, perfumes and
whisker-cases, for her future brother
in-law, the duke of Orleans. I cannot
tell you exactly what "whisker cases"
were, except that they were made of
leather, and that the dandies of that
time went to bed with them on their
mustaches. Perhaps they were some
thing like curl-papws.—lsabel Mc-
Dougall, in St. Nicholas'.
K«liial to the Strain,
One oft he most imposing objects'on
earth isi the basis* drummer in a brass
baud. Arrayed in full panoply, and
hammering with might and main on
both sidies of the huge sitructure stick
ing out in front of him, he is>an awe
inspiring and fear-compel ling spectacle.
It is l related of a bas® drummer in the
Blimtown bras® band that when Hit
band wasi pltiying and marching one
day at the front of a political proces
sion, a dog, belonging probably to
some man of the opposite party, rushed
out barking furiouiily, and singling out
the man with the big drum as>being the
he*»vj' vlVfain, so to speak, made a das.li
for him. The drummer, without re
moving hi® eyes' from thefar-oft depths
of sipaee into whi.:h he was gazing
Straight ahead, iniswed just one beat.
With his heavy drumstick he hit the
dog a blow that knocked it entirely
out of the action, and went ahead
drumming, as before. "Yesi. sir," s-aid
the Blimtown historian, in speaking of
the incident afterward, "he knocked
that dog down amlieame in on time on
the next beat! There ain't another
man alive that could have done it!"—
Goldlen Days.
Ills Identity ISnlal>lli<lied.
Merchant—Have you collected that
bill of J. Smith
Collector—Have I collected it? I
called at the house and found that
s*»Ven J. Smiths lived there. Six de
clared they owed nothing, and tin
seventh kicked me out of the lious^.
Merchant —That's the one! (Jo nigh
back and get tha moneyl—Bosm
1 Glo Ixt-
ROUP AND ITS CURE.
When the DUrnnc linn Reached the
Ailvnncril tlic Hntchet
I* the Only Remedy.
Symptoms of roup may be described
thus: Fowls begin coughing, sneez
ing and sometimes their breathing is
heavy, accompanied by a wheezing
sound; eyes become inflamed, head
swells, have a watery discharge from
nostrils, which sometimes has an of
fensive odor; they are drinking al
most continually if they have access
to water, which is indicative of their
being feverish.
As the disease advances the head be
comes inflamed, swelling on one or
both sides, frequently obstructing the
sight, the eye sometimes being entire
ly destroyed. It may be noticed that
when fowls are affected with this dis
ease they have splendid appetites and
FOWL AFFECTED WITH ROUP,
eat until the last, provided they are
not internally affected, in which case
they are stupid and a discoloration of
their excrement may be noticeable,
which is much the same as that of
fowls affected with cholera.
When fowls are in the advanced
stages of the disease, the best remedy
is the hatchet, as they can seldom be
cured, although in the early stages
they may be cured by taking a small
spring-bottom oil can, or syringe with
bent point, as in illustration, and in
jecting in their nostrils and roof of
their mouth a little kerosene oil; if
heads are swollen anoint the parts
swollen with sweet oil and alcohol,
equal parts, each day. Add some good
condition powder to their morning
mash. J'ut about one-half teaspoonful
of aconite to each quart of drinking
water. Keep them in good, dry, com
fertable quarters, with an abundance
of sunshine in their room, and it
should be well littered with straw or
leaves, which must be changed fre
quently. Their drinking vessels should
be cleansed with boiling water. The
utensils in which they are fed their
morning mash should also be cleansed
with boiling water, as this is absolute
ly necessary to accomplish a speedy
cure; not forgetting to remove all
sick fowls from those not affected, to
prevent spreading of the disease. —C.
C. Shoemaker, in Farm and Home.
REGULARITY PAYS.
Feeding the Hen* lletween Meala la
11 Practice That Is Not to
lie Commended.
Have a regular hour for feeding the
hens, and promptly appear on the scene
with the feed at that time. Give noth
ingin the intervals between these hours.
We have seen it advised fco keep a pail
of grain in the poultry house from
which a handful may be taken and
scattered on the floor every time the
place is entered. The theory is that it
has a taming effect upon the hens, and
inspires eonlidence in and affection for
the owner.
When this is done, however, the hens
will always be petitioning for food when
the owner is in sight. They will tumble
oft' the nesting boxes at the first sound
of his footsteps, and will crowd up
against the wire in a state of excited
expectancy whenever he nears the
house or yard. The hens will be more
quiet and contented if they are given to
understand that there are regular feed
ing times and they can expect nothing
between the hours appointed for that
purpose. They will devote themselves
more industriously to scratching out
the grain which has been buried in the
litter and will not discontinue this work
to claim a "bonus" at the hands of the
owner every time lie appears in the vi
cinity of the quarters.—Farmers'
Voice.
The Hinht Kind of Sheep.
The sort of sheep required a few
years ago is not wanted at all at the
present time. Feeders are having the
same experience with mutton that has
been experienced with pork. The fat
is no longer wanted. We are to-day
catering to a finer taste in both
classes of meat, and this finer taste
calls for something which is not over
fat. You can lind some first-class mut
ton in all sheep of all breeds, but if
the carcass is made overfat we have
got to trim off a lot before cutting
chops for our customers. Even in the
eheapei cuts of meat, fats are 110 long-
e v wanted. What is required is a good
leg and plenty of lean side cuts. —Mr
Fculds to Dominion Sheep Breeders'
Association.
Weevil in Wheat IS inn.
Bisulphide oi carbon is used for de
stroying- the weevil in wheat bir.s.
Force a tube to the bottom of the bin,
pour in about a pint of the liquid and
eovertliebin. The gas is heavy and finds
its way to every port ion of the bin. 11 is
a dangerous substance to use unless
care is exercised, as a lighted pipe or ci
gar will cause it to explode, even when
there is 110 flame. It is destructive of ah
insect life, but <'oes not injure the
grain.
$5(10 Reward
The above Reward will b« paid for is*
jrnmtion that will l**d to tht< arri-iit
conviction of the party or parties wfes
placed iron rod »!soo on the track of the
timporium & Rich Valley R. R., sou
lie emit line of Franklin Houislcr's faraa
>b the eremnn of Nov. 21st, 1801.
HXNET Arrnn,
88-tf. Prrjxdent.
FINE LIQUOR SIORE
IK
EMPORIUM, PA.
/pHE nndersiytied hu opened a (lit
I olaas Liquor store, and invitee MM
trade of Hotels, Restaurants, A&
W« ahall carry diid* bat tfca baat I rps»
lo&n and Imported
WHISKIES,
BRANDIES
GINS AND
WINES,
BOTTLED ALE, CHAMPAGNE, Elk
Choloe Una at
Bottled Goods.
F addition to I»r Urate ltne of ilquosa I ease?
ooastaatly In Mock r. fall line of
CIGARS AND TOBACCO.
flWPool and BllMard Boom In eamaballdJ
C»LL AND PIK WE.
A. A. MCDONALD,
PEOPBISTOE. KUPOBIUM. PA.
& F. X. BLUMLE, 112
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Bottler of and Dealer So
& WINES, G
S WHISKIES, FT
w An(j Liquors of All Kinds. M
$ The beet of goods always j®|
carried In stock and every- SB
rf thing warranted us ropreaaatr jjjj
* Especial Attention Paid t« U
flail Orders. Og
$ EMPORIUM, PA. $
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Jj. fi.^insler'U
J Breed Street, Emporium, Pa., I
J VThsre 70a can rcl anything joe want ia C
C the Hue o t /
S Groceries, /
\ Provisions, ?
> FLOUR, SAI.T MEATS, P
T SMOKED MEATS, \
J CANNED GOODS, ETC., /
) Teu, ColTcts, Fnilt>, f«nf«Uonery, )
S Tokaew and Clears. C
\ Goodi nellyerrd Frte any /
/ i>late In Town. 1
I CiLL Isß SEE EE ASD GET PRICES. \
? SSil P. t £. BEPOT V
Rnroßiun
Bottling Works,
JOHN MCDONALD, Proprietor.
Near P. it E. Depot. Kmporiura, Pa.
* a.
Bottler and Hhippof of
Rochester
Lager Beer,
SEST BUMS OF EYPOBT.
The Menuftu-turer of Bofl
Drinks and Dealer In Choice
Wines and Pure I.iqnora.
We keep none bat the very baal
Beer and are prepared to fill Orders on
•hort notice. Private families served
jtaily If dealrad.
JOHN McDONALD.
and ull Pal
ietit buweootiducted for MoscnATC Fee*.
Oun ornci 10 Opi»osiTt; U. 8
ur:d »c can secure pi;eniia leas time than thue*
remote (ram Washington. , 1
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