AdvcrtiNinr;IntCH.
The lanr.and rellanla rtrenlation at tha
bkia t KKKttAM eomoiena It to the lv. r.lile
euoalderatiou of a1ertirs whaee lifon will le
laaerted al the following low rates :
I iDFb.S'lmae .....I I.M
1 Inch, a mont h v ae
1 lint., e rooms.... ...... ............ x.ao
1 lorb . 1 year ft. Mi
t leches, e month .og
2 forbes, I year 10 i-0
a Inches. month! s.00
a lorhea. 1 year - X.uo
eoinma, month.... ...... 10 6
U column. 6 months '
Uftilnmii I year SVM
i column, 6 month. 40. ou
I column. I year.... 7b.O0
Kaalneaa Item, ttrnt Insertion, Hie. per line
alxequent Insertions. .er lne
AounoiaU-atur and ifciecutor' Not leaf, f? M
Auditor' Notice ... r o
Stray anil similar Notice X 00
a)-Iteoliit tons or proceed lnr ot any mrpim
tlon or society and oomauua iatlona deainrd to
rail attention to any matter "I limited or Indl
vidua! Intercut mgtt le paid lor a advertianiemt.
Hook and Jolt trtntln of all kind neatly and
eiealonaiy .aerated at the lowef t prices. Aka
don'tyoa lurxel It.
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VOLUME XXVIT.
E BENS BURG. PA., FRIDAY. JUNE 23, 1S93.
NUMI5ER 25.
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si l i s. '
D. GANSMAN,
LARGEST CLOTHItH, H
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CARL RLVIN1U3,
PRACTICAL
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must be pimple? when
.d wt-tnls mean much. I Tut to
tf ui lmiirt r.s tne trutn more
V tt.ugh and seamless, and made in three pieces onlvAl-??
it is absoiutrh w.iml unbreakable. Like Aladdin's
. r.l I : ; i. ". i - i t .. - V-.vf
t tm, il is iiiiici.-i ;i wonijcriui lamp, lor its mar
velous li''ht is mirrr ami lirirrhtfr thin fric II.TKf-
softer than elcrtric liirht and
ASA
I.tvilr for this st-imn Tim
f'L ''vie m wnt. srnj to us v,r our new illustrate! cataltuu-.
S f"c "''la re V' i-entlyt.it a la mo safely Irv ti.rcss- your choice o over 2.UUO
lAfili',aru:l''t!' l;"m ' ia"-:t l-mtStoTcm thi i.orld.
"iXHr Vftu CO., i 1'ark Place, New York Citr.
SA. W "The Rochester.,'
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3Ub ELY BROTHERS. 58 Warren 'Street HEW YORK. DUG
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ST1B SHH1HG PARLOR!
CENTRE STREET, EBINEBUEG.
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lireale - l, Itarirain Sale vnc ever lisetl In''
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Watches, Clocks
JKWKI.IiV,
Silverware. Mnsical InstrnincntF
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Optical Ooodc.
Sole Agent
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Celebrated Rockford
WATCHFiH.
0lnm!il;i Freilonia Watcher
In Key autl Stem Wimlers.
i.A!U;K RKIiF.CTION of ALL KIM)
of.IKWKI.Ki alwnyn nn haml. j
i-if Mv linn nf Jnwelry is iiiisurpasspit
i tin- mnl set fnr yntir,ir befnrti fmrrliat
in; f.Nvl:erp.
-?AI.I. WOltK npAltANTKKI-J
CARL RIVINIIIS
Kinshnri, Nov. 11, 1885--tf.
A 7id a good lamp -
see The Rochester"
forcibly. All metal.
more cheerful fVi.in itlier
Rik-iifstfu. Ifthe bran Ht-:iler hns n't th- rnnln
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Sec'y, KH ART, I N D.
U1.
Pullplaii written at anort nr'tca in the
OLD RELIABLE 1 VETNA11
.nil tillirr Ft rat t'laita l iimimnlM.
rr. W. DICK,
ufMT FOR TIIR
OrD IIAKTFORT)
Fiil!llNSlilt;liMTJ(()MT.
1794.
KxtnannrK.jQiy l. ISSa.
Mam Street, Jcar Post Officii
a.Thn iimlfrHirneil .Imlre tn Inform tlic tinli-
l lie that Ihey liate nenpil ahuvltu par'tirnn
M.tin n rt-Bi , ner iIip ..t nltire where tiArlwrlnic
In all llH ifimrlie h will t oarrieti uu 9a I lie
lntiirf. t.rrrvi Hinar nral am! fieao.
Your alruuiapte iMtlirtieil.
Hitji HUOS.
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NOT A UUjiON GlKL.
I seal tlie letter, virile Iter name
It's ery tlear u me
A 11 J tin u I a. I I. U in uih the same
Two letters M anil l.
I see you smile in quirk disdain.
You think of glu.t-s, too.
And little eurlt. It's very plain
Whiit "M. 1 " means to you.
Hut she Is neithi r stern nor cold,
As you iierlia.s may think.
Sin 's young and fair, not frlm and old.
Nor does she scatter Ink
On notes of lessons that are said
Itef.ire a learned class:
And from h.r.Uinty Hps of red
No Itui mirations puss.
The only stu.lies that she reads
Are letters that 1 write;
The unit' lectures that she heeds
Are those that I indue. '
Vou wonder how it all may be.
And tin not understand
She lives in Hal tint. ire. "MiL"
Menus, simply. "Maryland '
James li. liumelt. in Century.
A SHOOTING MATCH.
Story of tho Lovo Affaira of Mary,
Bon and Dan'L
"I ain"t mneli on th shtKt, now,"
s:iitl tlienlil man. as lie temlerly ImiifT
liis stpurrel ritle on tlte tleerliom liotiks
over llie.loor, "lintwhen I was a yminj,'
rsler there uan't no man it 1hv in l'iT
l'tn-U Valley that cotil.l shott aloiitrsitlo
if me. Narv a nie." ami the ohl man
si-'lietl heavily. 'l!nt." he eont imieil.
"lliis k'ittin' ol.l klitel;s th etl-f off a
man's eyesio-ht, ainl makes liis liainl
i treml.ly that he can't even take a
ili iulc nf litjiior without wastin' half of
it: ami as fer sluHitin us oltl fellers
mi'lit as well try to hit center with a
maul at a liiintlreil yarils."
The visitor, to whom this conversa
tion was atltlresf-e.1, maile a few desul
tory ami iiieoiiL'mous romarks. ami the
iltl man resumetl his talk, pretty timeh
as if iiothinr at all hail Ih-cii saitl, w hich
it was must ly.
"I never pit lieat lint once." he went
on. with a mtl-humoretl reminiscent
chuckle, "ami t hat was liy a feller that
ha'ln't sense enough skeerccly to ;.rn in
out nf the rain. Least ways that's what
I thought when the match come otT.
1 le tlitlu't live in my nciyhlMirlitMHl, litit
he ha.I a farm ahout tw.-nty-mile funler
up the I'.tIv, ami I ha.I a hal.it of e-. iin"
up thar to sec a iniirhty likely ral, that
u :c, tlarter to the man that owned the
place next to the chap that Itcat me at
I he shootiu'. The ohl man's name was
Sijuire 1 1 iLrius, ami the jral's limine was
Mary. Mary's a jmrty name, and Mary
was a purty "'al. Xothin' on the I'ork
w a.-, a patt'hiii' to that jal. and 1 wanted
her liutl enough to t up thar sparkin
alni' twiet a week tluriit" of a mighty
hard winter, when it was coltl ctiou.'li
to freeze the ktiolsoiF a bureau. Mary
l.intler lik'd me. too. Liked me licttcr
iu any of the other youiijr fellers that
was han-riii rountl, exceptin' I ten
W ill, ins. ainl it was neck ami neck ie
twixt me antllten. Itcn was her ncirh
Imm. and the same feller 1 hail the shoot
iu' mat.-h with. I never could see how
..lu' stuck to lien, lie was so iloy'oiied
freckled-faced and sun-burnt ami samly
heatled ami ijriiorant-like ami fooler
than Thompson's colt, but yon can't
tell almiit a woman, and thar wasn't no
troin' I r.ck on the solemn fact, that cf
lieu didn't fe'it out of 1113- way I was
never p-oin' to pit the pal, and it was
most ni ph as certain that cf somethin'
di.ln't happen to me. Itcn wasn't poin'
1.. 'it her neither. It was close runtiin,
:ii:,tci and the yal set tin' 011 the fence.
!;;;'iii' us mi. That's another weakness
.vi'iiiaii ha.-.: I incanthcsey.mnp women
ih:t ha:, her choice, like Mary llippins.
Wan't no tlanptT of her tillin" a uiuid
.11 s prave, even ef mo nn.1 Hen IhiHi pot
put out of the way.
One mornin when I was on the road
lcatlin" up the J'ork, towar.ls Sttiire
lli'rpins' farui. I net Itcn comin' tlown
with a load of rraf, ami I'd lieen pin
to sec Mary then for miphty niph a
vciir.
" ifi.wily, Lcnr said I, friendly
entu;rb-
'-!1.m dy', TianM, said he to me.
"Fair tt niitl.lltii, says I.
" M loin' up tt the squire's, I reckon?"
:Hays he, ipwstioiiin.
' ' Thai's what,' sajs I, speakin as if
1 had the rivhts to.
" '.Mary ain't home,' says he.
' -Who sai.l anythinp aUuit Mary?'
K-iVA I. pit tin' rnl 'nuitid the years.
"The way y.ni're po'in",' says he,
w ith a prin.
' 'What's that to you?' says I, not
out Milite. I rei kott.
- '.Within',' say he; 'lint cf you want
.tajtsee her, youM lietter pi down to
liioJher's. She's down thar to a quilt
iu"." Itcn prinned apain anil I pot purty
iix3l. l.ut not enotiph to hurt anybody,
uiid says I to him:
- -Iten ilkins, says I, 'have you pot
a pun 7'
"Vou don't want to fipht, lo 3-011?
says he. back in' off kinder, fer I
thoupht he was skecrt, and meblie lie
was.
" 'Xu,' says I; 'but I want Mary II ip-
oius."
" 'So do I,' says he.
"T.hen it cleared up a bit, and we lmth
looked at -each other sorter sheepish and
prinned. fer In-fore this we hadn't ever
had 110 ttiiderstaiidin'.
" 'Now as we know what we want
says I, 'we orter have it settled m short
notice w ho's to pit it. and ef J'ou air
.apreoable we'll settle it to the satisfae
lioti of all parties at intrust, as the
Liwyers.say.
""'How?' says he.
" 'We can't' lnth have her, kin we?
saj-s I.
'Not a'cordin to law, sa3'S he.
" Ner no way,' says I.
" 'I reckon not," sa3'S he.
" 'Then s'posin" we have a shootin'
match fer her,' says I.
" 'I ain't apreeable to that,' says he.
" 'Ker whj-? sa3's I.
" 'Vou air handier than me with a
. pun.' sa3-s he.'
" 'Some mcblH',' says I, 'umble
entiuph, 'but I'll pive you twenty-five
yards advantape, and that'll about
jnake it even.'
"Well, after talkin' fer half an hour
er more, we lixed up a shootin' match,
cr next day, on I Sen's farm, fer lie was
ski-ert to po anywheres else, and I rhl
back home, and next forenoon I was 011
hand feeliu as slick as a whistle, fer I
was pamblin' on pittin' Marj-. Nolafcli'
was to know anythinp almut our settle
mint, ami when 1 seed Iten, he was s-t-tin'
011 the fence, aluut a quarter of a
mile from his house, with bis pun
iicrost his lap, lookin' lonesoincr than a
, cat in a rainstorm. Thar was an old
frame barn standi it' by itself in the
licltl, and we went over to it to have a
quiet place for the - chsin arranpe
incuts. It had a pile of loose straw in
it, and as we sot thar talkin, I seed a
knot-hole in the plank alxmt two
inches acrost, and I ast him ef it
wouldn't make a pood enough mark
with the straw inside to ketch the bul
lets. Vou see I was doin the most of
the enpineerin, fer lien was that shook
up he didn't seem to know his head
from a hole in the ground. He said he
thought the knot-hole would do. so we
went outside and it was like as ef it
had I teen put thar a purjHse.
"We stepped off a hundred yards fust,
ami druv a pin down, ami then went on
twenty-five yards and druv another,
and me ami Iten took our places. We
was to shoot ten times apiece, me live
and Iten live, turn about, and neither of
us was to po nigh the other to Hustrate
him during the shootin. I was feelin'
in regular shootin' trim, and when I
shot my five I knowed Iten was goin' to
have to do some miphty tall shootin" er
lose the pal. We went to the mark ti
pethcr and peppil up three holes, not
half an inch from the knothole, and two
bullets hail gone smack through, lea v in'
no sign.
"Then Itcn he took his turn, and I was
shore I seen him shake when he sighted
his pun, but he shot off his five, and we
went up to see what he had done aud
what do yon think, mister? There
wasn't the sipn of a bullet hole an3'
wheres! "I looked at Iten and he looked at
me.
"'You ain't shootin very spry to
day, says he, grinnin".
" 'You air,' says I. lookin' ugly and
feelin' my holts on Mar3' slippin.
"Next round I was dead sot on doin'
my level liest and I put three balls
through the hide and scraped the edges
with the other two.
'Iten was lookin peakid, and I seed
his knees wabblin. but he braced up
and went back to settle who should
have the gal, and it "peared to me like
ns if he was takin" till Christinas to fire
thi Lu live shots, lie pot it done at last,
though, and we walked up to the mark
kinder unsartin. lmth of us, but thar
wasn't any need of it."
'Iiil3'im -vin?" broke in the visitor,
in a high state of excitement anil in
terest. "Nary win, mister," chuckled the old
man. "Tliat sandy-headed, thumb
headed tiiss had sent every one of his
five bullets smack through the knot
hole and thar wasn't the sign of a
scratch anywheres in sight.
"That ended it fer inc. lioth fer shoot
in' and fer the gal. ami I rid home feel
in" like a saw log had fell on me butt
end f.t'mor.t. and Iten went h.piii acrost
the licltl tor'ds Squire lliggins .
"Almiit a month after the shootin
match Hen and Mar3" was hitched and I
was to the hitehin feelin' a good ileal
penrti r than I did the day Iten beat me,
an pet tin some consolation out of a
new pal, jist moved onto the l-'ork, Itttt
I couldn't quite pit over 1 ten's bcatin'
me shoot in.
'"Along about midnight, I had to po
home, and as I started to pit on my
hoss, Mar3- followed me out 011 the
porch.
" 'Oan'l, says she, kinder cooin' and
tufl like, 'you won't pit mad 'it ine ef I
tell you somethin', will 3-ou?
" Of course not, Mar3','says I. Xoth
in 3011 could say er do would make me
mad at you.'
" 'Well, then, Dan'l,' says she. shakin'
some, fer I w as holtlin' her hand ainl
knowetl, 'when you and Itcn had that
shoolin match fer me. Hen didn't have
110 bullets in liis pun. They was just
wads.
"Well. sir. j'ou could a-knocked me
down with a splinter, and I pot hot all
ocr, but I shet my jaws down hard
fer a minute and held in, thiukin about
thtlil wads.
"Anil he didn't Wat me shootin',
after all?" saj-s I, feelin' mighty good
over it. all al once.
" 'No, he didn't,' says she, pattin' me
on the arm like as ef she was my
mother.
"ISut he pot 3-ou,' says 1, droppin'
back a pep er two.
" 'Yes,' says she, 'hut I put him np to
it. Dan'l.'
"Then she smiled till I thought the
sun was raisin', and 1 throwed 1113 arms
right 'round her anil says I:
" Mar3' sa3-s I, 'you've pot more
sense than lien anil ine put topether,
pertickcrH- me, and I'm glad you've pot
the one you wanted,' and w ith that I
jumped on my hoss and rid licket3' split
fer home, ami when I got thar r jist
hugged that ritle of mine as ef it had
been Mart' llipgins."
"Dan'l," called the old man's wife
from the kitchen at this point, "sup
per's ready."
"So air we, Lizzie," lie said, rising.
The visitor looked at him inquiringly
as he rose to accompany him supper
ward. "Yes." smiled the old man, "she's the
same that was the new gal on the Fork
the night Marj' anil lien got hitched."
V. J. Lampion, in Detroit Free Press.
A Wondcrf-il Spinster of Old.
Spinster Annie Maria von Schnr
maiifi was the name of a woman who
lived at I'trecht during the. sixteenth
century. She was so learned a woman
that all men of science tif that day con
sidered her a marvel. She f.jxike tier,
man. French. F.nglish, Italian. Latin
tlreekand Hebrew with equal facility,
anil even understood the Sj-rian. Chal
daie, Arabic anil Ethiopian tongues.
Astronomy, geography, philosophy
ami theolog3- were her special
hobbies ami she wrote many in
teresting pamphlets . Miese sub
jects. Aside from this she was a
painter, sculptor and engraver of high
degree and p!a3'ed and devised several
musical instruments. She was held in
hi 'h est.cin by and corresjKnnleJ with
nianj' of the prominent savants of the
a','i even with liich.dieu. tjuvcu Anne
of France. l,lii.betli of Poland and
Christine of Sweden. She died unmar
ried at the age of seventy-two.
Order of the tiarter.
The insignia of the rdcr of the Car
ter are: A gold medallion of St. (teorge
and the dragon, suspended from a blue
riblxni; the garter itself, of dark blue
velvet; a blue velvet mantle, lined
with taffeta, with the star of the order
embroidered on the left breast; a ho.nl
and sureoat of crimson velvet and a
hat of black velvet; a collar of gold
weighing thirty ounces, and the star J
with the cross of St. tieorge iu thecen- j
U-r encircled by the parte r. j
THAT PRETTY WIDOW.
Why Her Marriage Was a Disap
pointment to Mr. Lynxnore.
"Roasted quails, waiter, half a dozen
oysters and a Kittle of your liest Mo
aelle that will do, I think, and. for des
sert "
"Yes, sir," quoth the white-aproned
attendant, obsequiously.
"A few white prapes and an Italian
cream. And waiter!"
"Sir!"
"IKin't forget plenty of olives."
"No. sir."
And the waiter whisked out of the
room with the peculiar bustling move
ment that 1m-longs to the genus while
Mr. tlustavus Lj-nmore quietly walked
up to the bright anthracite tire and sUmmI
i-ti-oking his mustache In-fore the man
tel mirror with a face expressive of the
mildest contentment with himself and
all the world lM-side.
"I'pon my word," soliloquized Mr.
Lj-nmore, e-ing himself complacently,
"there's a good deal in well, I won't
sa3 cheek, for it's a vulgar word con
fidence is at once more elegant and
more expressive.
"Now here I am. Gustavus Adolphus
Lynmore. without ten dollars in my
ptM-kct ami without us much as that in
any banking establishment, and 3-et I
walk into the first hotel in the city,
order the most expensive dinners and
iusist on the most elegant rooms. And
what's more. I pet "cm.
"Hello! here's a pra3 hair in my mus
tache! tlustavus Adolphus, you're get
ting on in life, my b3'; it's time you
were thinking of settling yourself. Con
found pra' hairs'."
Mr. Lynmore plucked out the offens
ive tint-ad of silver, and strolled up and
down the room in some perturbation,
pausing finalPy at the window, and
looking alistractedly out upon the title
of life flowing on in the great thorough
fare below, and the white glimmer of
the marble walls opposite.
"Ity Jupiter, that's a pretty woman!"
He stopped short, transfixed by sud
den admiration, as the afternoon sun
shine, slanting in direct beams of
murky gold into the second -story win
dows opposite, lighted up a bright head
iH-nding over some absorbing bit of
."alley work.
"Much obliged to you, my friend, the
sunshine," oiiilered t.ustavus. "An
opera glass couldn't 1m iM-tter. ISlack
dress, lm.ps of black ribbon at the
throat, fastened by a jet clasp aha! a
young widow! And lM-autiful enough
to drive a fellow distracted!
"I'pon 1113- word, that woman wouldn't
discredit the name of Mrs. Lynmore
Wonder if she's rich? She must Ik-.
though, to live in the parlor lltior of the
Celandine hotel. Women can't play the
confidence pame as men do; the3''re
obliged to havii some sort of a base to
-..tart from.
"Oh. she must lie rich; there can't lie
a shallow of doubt about it rich and
prctt3 ami a widow, tlustavus, my lx',
you must s-e almut this there's un
doubtedly an opportunity for you!
'Hello! a tow-headed little boy, as
sure as I'm a livinp sinner, with his
head on the prett- crape shoulder! Con
found all incumbrances, say- I; but then,
perhaps, it wouldn't make so very much
difference if there was plentjr of cash
in the ltM-ker. I really must take this
matter into consideration. What's that,
waiter? Dinner? Very well let it be
served at once!
Mr. Lynmore sat down with an appe
tite that was enhanced by an occasional
glimpse of the golden head and rosy
checks at the window across the v. a3-.
"There she sees me," he pondered.
'She sees me, for I saw her smile In
land those lovely polden ringlets and
now she has vanished from the case
ment. Hello, waiter!"
"Sir!"
"The fourth window on the left-hand
side, parlor ll.vir. at the Celandine I've
an idea it would 1m a verv nice room to
have, in case I leave this hotel "
"Yes, sir,' said the waiter, coucrhing
doubtfully iM-hiinl his hand, and secret
ly hoping that so very stylish a gentle
man would remain at the St- Aubrey.
"I supple you can tell me the num-ln-r
of the rimm "
"Certainly, sir I used to lie hall loy
at the Celandine, sir. afore 1 came here
fourth w indow on the left-hand side,
sir, parlor Uimr why, it's No. ,J.
"Twentv-nine. eh? thank you, waiter,
I'm very much obliged to you."
Half an hour or so afterward Mr.
Lynmore strolled accidentally into a
I .road way florist's establishment. .
"Jansen, I want a very choice bou
quet." "Certainly, Mr. Lynmore what
style?"
Well, plenty of white flowers you
know how to express that sort of thing
- humble devotion and unobtrusive ad
miratit n."
"Yes. sir. I comprehend I'll endeavor
ta put the sentiment intoshape," replied
the aesthetic 11 orist, carefully writing
down the order in a red morix-eo-bound
hook. "I suppose you are aware we
charge extra for these ideal lajuquets?"
"Expense is no object," said Lyn
more, turning loftily away. "Send it
to No. '-"J Celandine hotel this evening."
"Mr. Lynmore -if I might venture to
remind you of the little bill you left un
liquidated here, a 3'ear ago "
"Hill? oh. yes how could I be so
careless! I'll certainly attend to it immediate-,
Jansen much obliged to
you for reminding me of it."
The next morning Mr. Lynmore hail
the gratification of seeing his "ideal
Itouquct" in a Parian -vase between the
lace draperies in the fourth window on
the .eft-haud side and, moreover, of
In holding the pretty widow's Grecian
ni.se occasionally dipping daintily
atnong the fragrant blossoms, with the
bright hair falling around like a mist of
gold.
"I must find out who she is," thought
Gustavus. "Hut the question is, how
to do it! I can't go over to the Celan
dine lufause I boarded there six weeks
last year, and came away without pa3r
ing nry bilL"
"As I live," thought Gustavus, elevat
ing his eyebrows "there's Jenkisson
rushing .across the street like a rai-e-horse.
Now I never run if there's an3"
thiug ph-lM-ian it's haste; but Jenkisson
was always eccentric. He's coming
here eh what! lifting his hat to the
diviuity at the Celandine! He knows
her, as sure as the world!"
And tlustavus Lynmore, forgetting
his recent sweeping condemnation of
haste, ran downstairs into the reading
room aud clapped Lis old acquaintance
cordially on the shoulder.
Jenkisson! old fellow, what brings
you here?"
"How d'ye do, Lynmore? Excuse me,
but I'm in a hurrj-. Steamer sails at
twelve, and it's after eleven now. Is
that baggage read 3, Mike?
"I onby want to know who that lady
is that 3'ou bowed to just now."
"O! Why, it's flarry Hurke's w idow;
Harr3' Hurlie that w ent off to California
and made a fortune and died thera two
3'ears ago."
"Iiich. eh?"
"Kich as Croesus. Itut I say, C.us you
needn't go to making eyes at her: it's
no use, for. Carriage ready, eh? Well,
good-bv, Gus!"
Mr. Lynmore strolled out upon the
portico, smiling amiably the while, to
reconnoiter the passers-by, and display
his unexceptionable costume.
"What a very nice little loy!" said
Gustavus stooping to pick up the hoop
stick that hail rolled close to the step,
and restoring it w ith a caress. "What's
your name?'
"Harr3" Hurke." lisped the tow-headed
lioy, looking shyly at the affable
stranger, from In-hind his ej-cbrows.
"Hany, eh? a very pretty name," pur
sued tlustavus patting the tow-head.
"And d.Msn't Harry want to go and take
a walk with me?"
"No!"
"Not if we go to a candy store, and
afterwards to a toy shop?"
Harry Hurke's seven-year-old integ
rity was not proof against such glitter
ing temptations as these; he siiccunilntl
at once and trotted off, hand in hand,
with tke enticing straager.
Master IIarr3 all unconscious of the
dreadful fate awaiting him, went home
to his mamma in a high state of sticki
ness from various candies and loaded
down with toys, and directly after
wards a Imuquet of rosebuds arrived,
containing Mr. Lynmore's aristiK-ratie-alK'
engraved card.
"Dear me, how polite." said the love
ly willow, dimpling aud blushing. "11111.
then, darling Harr3" wins all hearts!"
Darling llarrv. forsooth!
The next day Harry went to the park,
and a new volume of pocuis in tinted
paper and creamy Turkey binding was
scut to Harry's mamma; the next day a
pearl rinif was intimated to the youth
for his mother; the next a ponj- was
hired for Harr3' to riilu. and that even
ing a diamond of the purest water, set
in a narrow hoop of gold, was sent up
to rot. at No. 'i'J with Mr. Lynmore's
compliments. Nor did the lovely widow
spura these gifts.
"That settles the matter," quoth Gus
tavus Adolphus, ileciiltnlly. "To-morrow
I'll take Harr3" to the menagerie,
and in the evenin g I'll call, landlord or
no landlord, and declare mi v sentiments.
We have read each other's eyes long
ago. '
Mr. Lynmore endured the zoological
exhibition with the utmost calmness
and philosophy, and when the last ser
pent was safel3' coiled up in bis iron
cage, went home with the rejoicing"
Harr3'.
"For I really must wind this thing
up," soliloquized Gustavus, "I've run
entirely out of cash. and. what's more,
I'm over head and ears in debt for the
Isiuquets and rings, and all these inci
dental expenses including the brat.
M3 darling." be said aloud, in a honeyed
voice, "will you ask your mamma if she
will please favor me with a brief inter
view?"' Five minutes passed away five nerv
ous, intern limbic minutes while Mr.
Lynmore sat in mortal dread of the ap
parition of the landlord of the Celan
dine hotel, ami apprehensive as to what
reccptitm might be accorded to his mes
sage. Presently, however. Master
Harry came jumping down, two steps
at a time.
"Mamma says will you please to
come up?"
Mr. Lynmore promptly followed his
small guide up the stairs, his heart
thumping behind his pearl-colored
waistcoat.
"Here he is. mamma!" bawled the
boy. Hinging the door wide open.
There stood the golden-haired lMauty
in a lustrous dress of the richest white
silk, and there, moreover, stotnl a tall.
dashing-It iking gentleman, tlustavus
Adolphus stood rooted to the floor.
"I am so glad to meet J'ou, Mr. Lj-n-more."
HsjmsI the lad3 extending her
hand, 'and to intrinluce to j'ou Mr.
Wyn.lham. my husband."
"Your bus iKiiid:'
"Yes we were married this morning;
and 1 was so much obliged to yon for
taking dear little Harry out of the way!
You see, children are objectionable, at
such a time."
Gustavus opened his lips and shut
them, spasmodically, without uttering
a wonl.
"Anil," went on the blue-eyed divin
ity, with merciless sweetness: "I have
laid aside every one of 3-our elegant
presents for dear little Harry until he
is old enough to appreciate them. We
are going to take the sweet child to
Europe with us tiwnorrow, but I'm
sure he'll never forget his kind friend."
Mr. Lynmore ImiwciI mechanically,
and got out of the room, he never ex
actly km. w how. One thing connected
with his retreat, however, he had dis
agreeable occasion to remember.
'That little bill of mine, you'll recol
lect, Mr. Lynmore," said a husk3 voice,
close in his ear: "If it's convenient to
settle"
"Hut it isn't convenient," groaned
Lynmore, with a bitter recollection of
the diamond ring and the hothouse
flowers.
"Oh, very well. Here, Jennings!"
And Mr. Lj'niuore, the cosmopolitan,
found himself arrested on the charge of
attempting to tlef rand the landlord of
the Celandine hotel out of the paltry
sum of two hundred dollars.
So ended his -courtship; and so ended,
at least for the time Wing, hLs dreams
of "marrj-ing rich." ltoston GIoIm?.
Afraid of a I'.ic Macnrt.
We have heard of a Imld and costly
undertaking which un eminent jiersori
age. still living, projected in his youth,
says the Saturday Keview. He caused
a magnet to lie built of such size and
power as hail not yet Int-n imagined.. It
was his intention to charge this pi pon
tic object without witnesses so as 1 1
enjoy the unparalleled result in selfish
solitude. Happily, a preat authority
called at the moment and received sin
invitation to assist- When he saw the
preparations his face paled. Neither
he nor anyone else con Id foretell what
would happen if that twenty-foot mag
net were set to work; but it was pr. .li
able, at least, that the house would falL
The thing still remains uncharged, or
did a few years ago,
THL KLOw-RS WITH FACE.S.
What are your thoupl.t-t as you blossom, sweet
flowers.
And tiuslt iu the sunshine through bright sum
mer days
Smilinr and grow iutf through many Ions; hours,
rpliltini? your taccs to greet the sun's raye.
What ilo I see in your sweet little faces?
lKiinty they are iu their tiula mam tola.
Lessons for all in the world s busy places.
Colors blue, hue, royal purple aud cold.
SmliiniT though drear tie the weather and cheer
less, Liftiiur your heads to the rain's cooling
shower:
Gem of the flowery creation thou'rt peerless;
Surely ha Flora blessed thee with a dower.
Thy resting-place lowly, still upward thou'rt
azinii,
Thy mwni't the sun, and thy balm fn-sh'tnng
showers;
Fair example of purity ! All should be prais-
lUK
This loveliest one of the summer's fair
flowers.
Give mc pansies all shades, from the white to
the golden.
The purple and blue and each hue that they
wear :
For no others I care. Oh: their dainty sweet
faces
In life and in death my affections fhall share.
Ada Maria Fills, lu toadies' Home Journal.
HIS ROMANCE.
It Is That of an Old Head But a
Young Heart.
This is the romance of a middle-aged
man the romance of an old head and
a 3'oung heart. I am gray-haired and
forty, and yet as I sit at my desk in the
gloomy little oflicc of llarnian's mill, a
face ironies lM-twccn niy eyes ami the
columns of figures in the ilust3- ledgers
a young face with clear, bright eyes
and I fall into a da,-dream ami for
get that I am oh' ami poor and com
mon place.
She is the only child of Je re Kantian,
the millionaire mill-owner, and as gen
tle ainl good as she is iM-autiful.
I have watched her grow into wom
anhood. I have watched her character
deepening and w idening and dcvcloi
iug toward the ideal of my dreams.
Aud all these 3'ears I have been learn
ing to hive her.
Surely love is not wholly wasted
though it is hopeless. I am a ln-ttcr
man that I have loved Nellie Harman.
No. I build no air-castles.
I am forty and she eighteen.
I am only her father's tuxikkeeper
and she is the heiress of millions.
There was a time when little Nellie
Ilartnan rode on my shou!der, hunted
IU3' ptM-'kets for goodies, anil escaped her
nurse's charge several tunes a ila3" to
ttidille down to the mill in search of
"her Jack Spencer." Daily she brought
her school tasks, the incorrigible Latin
vrbs and the unconquerable examples
iu fractions to the same old friend,
who was never too busy to be bothered
by little Nellie Ilaruian.
She is as unatTectid and oordial in
her fricndliues as ever, and sometimes
when she lays her hand on my arm and
looks up into my face ami asks why 1
come so seldom to the hail, and have I
grown tired of old friends, of her
tuen 1 lind ft hard to answer lights, to
smiit calmly, and I go away with a
hear ache.
The girl does not lack for friends.
Grim, stern old Jere Harman's little
bripht-faccd child, motherlesa since her
babyhood, long ago found a Lender spot
in the hearts of the village folk. In the
cottages her face ii as welcome a sun
shine. The children hang on her gow n,
the women sing her praises, and the
roughest mill hand has always a civil
word for her, and a lift of the cap as
she passes
Shu has her young friends, too,
among the country gentlefolk. Young
llarr3' Desmond is often at the hall. It
is rumored that he is the fortunate
suitor of Jere Harman's heiress. He is
a fresh-faced, good-hearted lad. Love
is for youtli, and they are 3'oung to
gether. Gray-haired Jack Spencer, what have
you to do with "love's 3-oung dream?"
The strike!
The mill is shut down and the strik
ers gather in knots along the village
street anil discuss the situation. The
cut-rates luive caused the trouble. Jere
Harman is a hard man and a hard mas
ter. He holds the fate of tliese people
in his hands. A few cents h-ss to them,
a few dollars more to him. This seemed
to him to settle the question. The
times were dull he would rcdu.a
wages. The Harman mill operatives
went out in a boily.
The first day of the strike Itig John,
the weaver, who headed the strikers,
came to Jere Harman with a delegation
to arbitrate the matter.
To them Harman said: "Return to
work at my terms or stay out ami
starve. Monday I hire new hands if
you are not back in your places. As
long as I own this mill I shall be mas
ter here."
This was his final answer, and no
words of -nine, no warnings of the mur
murs and threats that grow and deepen
among the men, will shake his will.
There is talk of firing the mill among
the rnad-nraineil ones, but Hip John
shakes his neat I.
"That were chopping the nose off to
spite the face, men. If the mill were
burnt how would that help us to work
and wages? Nay; it must be other
means."
"Aye, we must live; but if we do not
get our rights by fair means we w ill
have them by foul," cried another.
They mean mischief. I have warned
Jere Harman, but he will not heed.
The strike is over.
The night is ended, and I sit alone in
the office in the gray dawn, sick and
dizzy with the horrors of the night's
experience. I shut my eyes and the
picture stands out before me the dark
night, the hall with its lights glowing
out through the windows, the pay part3
of young people in the drawing-room;
the gleam of the torches outside, the
mob of desperate men. the angr3 up
turned faces. There was a tramp of
feet, hoarse shouts and a stone crashed
through a window ami shattered the
chandelier.
The music stopped with a discordant
crash. There was instant confusion,
and above it all then' were the hoarse
cries for Jere Ilartnan.
I sprang through the piazza window
and faciil the men. They knew 1110
well, and Hig John shouted:
"We've naught against yon, John
Stencer We mean no harm to any, but
the master must hear us. Itriug out
the master!"
"Come, like honest moo, in daylight.
and talk It over calmly," I urged; "not
at night, like a mob of rutlians with
stones for arguments."
Jere Harman hail come out to them.
They greeted him with an angry shout:
"We are to lie put off no longer. Is
it our rights 113- fair means or by foul,
Jere Harman?"
"Your rights ,' liegan Jere Harman
in his harsh stern voice. I saw that
Nellie Harman hail slipM-d out to her
father's side aud laid her hand plead
ingly on his shoulder. She did not fear
the angr3 men. for willingly not one of
them would have harmed a hair of her
dainty head. I saw that she would have
pleaded with her father to be gentle
with them.
"Yes, our rights!" yelled a voice in
the crowd, with an awful oath. He
was drunken or blind with rage surely
he did not see the girl at her father's
side. A stone whizzed through the air.
It might have lM-cn Jere Harman's
death-blow; instead, it struck her. It
cut a great, cruel gash just above the
temple.
They sprang toward her her friends,
her lover- but Nellie Harman put her
two hands out to me with a sharp gasp
ing cry.
"Jack, Jack!" she said, and 1 caught
her in 1113 arms.
I have lived over the agony, the jo3,
of that moment, all through the long,
lonely hours of this night.
It was Hig John himself who brought
the diM-tor and cried like a child when
they told him she was dying. His little
cripph-d child she had loved ami cared
for, and it hail died in her arms. "A3'c,
and that harm should have come to her,
who was more good and innocent of
wrong than the angels!" muttered Dig
John, hrokcnl3", as he went away soften
ed ami sorrowful.
Jere Harman sent me out to tell the
men that he had yielded, ami in the
silence of death they went away.
The strike is over.
As I sit here iu the gray dawn, wait
ing, fearing, dreading the coming of
the morning and the news it ma bring,
I hear the clatter of horses' hoofs. It is
a servant from the Hall riding to the
village on some errand.
What news?" 1 call out hoarsely, and
learn that the worst is over and that
she will live.
Nellie Harman hovered Wtwecn life
and death for long weeks, and 1 worked
as I had never worked In-fore. Jere
Harman left much of the management
of the tuill in my hands and I put
heart and brain in the work or I should
have gone mad in those weeks with the
longing to see her face. When she was
wt'ii again I 'spent many evenings at
the Hall, talking business with her
father, who came seldom to the oflicc
in those days. He had broken in health
with the recent troubles autl had lost
energy, but he was gentler and kinder
ttian of old.
HarT3 Desmond was always there. I
was but a dull guest. I could not en
dure his light-hcartedness, the triumph
in his eyi-s, the happiness in his laugh.
I could not endure that he shoHid call
her 13 name or smile on her.
I was a taad fool!
I told Jere Harman that I must po
awafy; that I must have rest, change a
vacation. Gordon, the 3'oung foreman,
could take my place, 1 urged, and he
c-scnted, though grudging l
The last evening 1 promised him to
spend at the hall and go over the ac
counts with him.
Never had Nellie lieen brighter or
gayer. I felt a vague pang that my
going was so little to her.
It was early when Desmond left, and
I immediately rose to go. Jere Har
man grasped my hand cordial in fare
well, and Nellie said simply "Good
by," and I went down the path slowly
and sadly.
Suddenly I heard a light, flying step
behind me as I reached the shallow of
the trees.
It was Nellie.
I stepped back in the darkness She
stoppt'd, as if listening, and then came
towiird me.
"I thought I should overtake ynu,"
she whispered, slipping her arm through
mine. "Did you think I could let you
go away to-night without a last
word?" There was something in her
voice, a tenderness, that explained all.
She hail come out to meet her lover,
Desmond, and mistaken me for him in
the darkness. Hut to have her so near
was very sweet. She seemed not to
care for speech. She was very still
just clasping my arm and leaning ever
so gently against m3 shoulder. The
temptation was great I was going
away just to take away with me the
memory of a moment's heaven!
I kissed her.
"Forgive me," I pleaded, desperately.
"You thought me your lover, Desmond,
and I was cruel, mail, to take that kiss.
Nellie, forgive me."
"Hut I kissed you. Jack," she whis
pered. "And you won't pi -oh. Jack!
3'ou won't go when I love you so."
Jack Spencer, pray-haired and forty,
commonplace and poor she loved him!
That is my romance. M. A. Wors
wick, in Frank Leslie's Weekly.
AMERICAN RELICS.
Thi. Ilaakrll Cabinet 1 Tenon tit to the
M 11 w ftnkrf Museum.
What is said to 1m- the lMst collection
in the west of relics of the prehistoric
age in America the Haskell cabinet
has Imh-ii presented 13 its owner to the
Milwaukee public museum, says the St.
Louis tilolM-lK-miM-rat. It contains six
thousand specimens of every descrip
tion known to archa-ology, such us
arrow heads spear heads tomahawks
hammer stones corn grinders, slate
idols, specimens of Aztalan brick, cop
per implements woimI pipes, shell im
plements, etc. There is also a large
varict3- of knives, perforators and drills
in the collection, together with ior
phyry and greenstone axes. Another
feature is a group of one hundred and
twenty-six cells and lleshcrs weighing
from an ounce to seven pounds, 'of all
known sizes and designs. These art i
clcs are made of siliciotis varieties.
(horn, stone, jasper, etc.) ami have
sharp edges. Man3 are polished en tire,
while others are in a rough state. Wing
rouphlj chipicd and shariM'iied at their
cutting edges. A jKi-uliar instrument
found in the collection is a gouge, the
tipper part of which served as a handle,
while in the 1 wcr part thy re is a eoii
cavity, giving it a acooplike apieuraiice.
It was it seil in the manufacture of
witodc n caniM's and mortars, w hieh were
hollowed out by the assistance of lire.
The copper implements numlT lM-lveen
two and three hundred, many of which
were found in Viactaiisin.