Aclver'tiHinpr It ntN. The l.rye and reilaftle etreul.tioo el tb Ri A yx.KMA eumntMi It Ui tb. iMVtr.tile eon. Ide rat Ion of Bd.erti.er. w ho., favor will l-e inserted at lh. lollowing low rate. : 1 lorn, 3 line. I 60 1 loch, I mooih. 1 lure, S tuontbi. ....... a.M I lord I y.ar 6 uu J Incbe. e tnootb...... .uo X locbe. t year "' a I or be. 6 month. " I ache. I year - 4 eoinron, 6 month. lit u eulumo. 6 month....... ...... SW UU eilung 1 ywr an.ou J eolnton, 6 ujontbf 4U.u 1 column, I ;nr.. 7.M0 HmlncM Item., lint insertion. lOr. per line nbwqutDt Insertion., fx, per lne Aduiini.trator' and Kxeeolor' Notice., fli 10 Auditor'. Nolle. Stray and .luiliar Notice. 2 11 heolut kid or proreedlnn ol any eoriKjra Uon or .orlety and eomBjaulretlon. devlirned to cell atteotiun to any matter of limited or indl yidaal lotereet mut lie paid lor ar advert muieni.. Hook and Job matin of all kind, neatly aud exedlou.iy executed at tbe ioweat rire(. Aad doo'tyun lornjet It. tn fulil lahnl Wrrkly Hi fr tlua ran teed Circulation, I.'.imi III II ,A 1 jklirr lf Ion Kntf. i me i'"'ty. 1 yea-.rHsh in advance .1.1 it not nl mIiIiiii : tlx. I ,1,, a. if M. wit hln t IllOllltl!. i u .!. II not .i.i within ino jmr.. -J e-To iieron regtdintc outride of the county ,., ,-eul addluonal per year will be churned to ituHiuie. -m nn event will the aboce twrtn be du rteil iriim. and th.we who ilon I eonnnlt tnelr 1-D ititereH'ii by mTlnit In advance uium nut el uwt u be ula.-ed on the name loot! nit as tbuie who initio, (act tie tllMiiiclly uuUarmiMid frui Mints lurwitr.I. - lv for your i.ai.er lietnre you tttop It. If .top V JAS. C. HASSON. Editor and Proprietor. HE IS A FREEMAN WHOM THE TKCTH MAKES FREE AHD ALL ABE SLAVES BESIDE." 8I.SO and postage per year In advance. VOLUME XXVII. E BENS BURG. PA., FRIDAY. JUNE 30..1S93. NUMBER 20. n ,..u unml ISone hut if;il:iw:Krt !" oi herwlfle i , ., i . . Witl.-iwiui lire is tin utiort. J Hf vt r- : i i Seventh. Annual $8 Suit Sale. t lii- .:it i v':tis v.' li:i i-c-n I I -I. - - ,, i i Suit S;i li- mi i ii ii ii I.-.- :i II i it ir . i ii,.j -;ili- anil t In- ar'ittft Suit i.f I 'In: I I.!.' CumMimI l,i'l.t Suit from t'l I I'l l ! 1 III ItM 11 1 1 1 X I ' Mill i.i --. .Nifi- limr Si-riff s.i. i sun irniii l i..i.i tn t hi'Vioi. sun. i.iai-K or ; I . i n. I ri mi I " l o ss. I .i'ii i t o'oif.l ii t a a v Su i i from H to . ... im nl i In- a Imi Sn i I of a 1 1 l In- I.Mf-l Siii'. .Ni'i-sl Sliaili-s ami rtmtr i ntr ! I i. t'l I li il 1 1 ..o'i in i-i.i o 1 1 ii i ail i;o ,, iail ami tf-'t hr-li-lio it I hr I 1 1. 1 in l ull v a r.in'ria If mi in ui pin si l i s. ' D. GANSMAN, LARCEST CLOTHIER, HATTF.R AkD FURNISHER, ins i:u:vi:sTii a i:sui:, ai.tooxa. -. K. IVK V. Salrmnnii. 1. CARL R1VINIUS, riiACTICAL -AND DKALERIN- ' " mi m K v , s if I i 'T - T- - -.-.-t:--.-r? U n as. li iji r c, I A I Seeing Is Believnr.5, mtir.t be sim fctvtvVj'Vt4 not rorirl- "nls Tncan mtifh. lut to see "The Rochester" Will imTirv: thr trllfl-i m.m f.riKTr All -.,. t touh ami seamless, and made in three pieces onIy,T;:.v::.2 it is absolutely .ma-and unbrrakjbln. Like Aladdin's 353' n:i, it is mueen a "wonaertui lamp, lor us mar- f- vclous light is pnrr and brighter than cas liizht. "2SJJ softer than ek-rtnc light and 7.r--.k f.,r thitaniri Tim Rcx-jifstfr. If the l.irr.pdeaW hasn't the ui-nnln P.ijc ti. -ttr. :;nt tlie atvlc you w ant. .eud to us fur our new iilustratc.l cataliie. an.t v.r via rr-tnl you a I:ii;n nfflv bv express -your choice ot ovtr .UUO valines liota the .uy-nt Iimfi Stare m Ike tfurJ. ' form o llK.vriJK LA3IP THE HAY-r AND f ';..; f!,um in iff, a liinitl, fnitjt' (sr 50c tjiiirf.li tii.ttrr'til. Jt r't iinst s t.'ie vzk ti f.'i.'x tl, vrrr. S il l l"i tlniftusts or srnt In in-iil vit, rtontt of . ELY BROTHERS, 56 Warren Street NEW YORK. 5- B K W . a. t'.far.m fiarmsz- i- 1' lf .JiVt 1 (fcf Cl . 11 M'll.ilsflr.i..ra'vtn ,g'V "ft. 3 J,, f't-'t' ..; rtl-- f..i- ym: ntn r ). 4 'J'll 'n f 4 V iliiUt V sums (; Ji . V O U F! H .4 .fT "- j--?. trr f'l .v.,. ; i.f 'iiZJ-jr- lN e;r.:!o Ss ;., 0 ','; " 'i- 1 u,llil'.iori Top lime!" at m , 'iur j'CT, H Jt: f ' r.l u l'hi.rlii-.f.t-.7.'oillll!. V .ii.iii..Iiu. K1 V. 1 J iiV!'VtV'- ' ' ' ""d '.1...I I-. I.U.I HI .V-. V'.J-y. JML Tj t r i .ii'.tia-at i..,hwiiti..r.v. i..nu..- NX1 J lr...l . .1 I s A.t.ir . -VL'I 0 ivw.T.j.r- it Moiuitaiii I It his' SI SHHIRfi PkRLOBI CENTRE STREET, EEENEURG. I " 1 . It k oi. wn nn.l li.ntc e- r :i I rti-it Shavinu ' 1 " ' r ii., w t.i-ilr.l i.ti 'i litre .-tri-.'t, i.i I. . -r - i.,i.H ,i 1 1 ll.r i. Imiii ,n n h t ; .1 I . t HK..- wiil I e 111 Tl.'i I .11 III till' -i i.r.- Ml .i:. UAIH I'lllN'l AMi " i l-i m i i i ,i.,i,r o, ii,,, i,ruii-i iitxl niii-i "' 1 n. ii.n. r. t li-;, a i..-.-l:tHy. ' I. .ii. ii. w:itel mi m t tn-ir rt4ii'terii'efi. .1 AM KS II. U A NT. IT...ni tor CASSIDAY'S Shaving Parlor, EBENSBURG. T"s Hll.kn..in M avln l arl.,r Ik .,r;,te. on M,,'?'" ''el. nartl... i.,,,tv .l..,. ,;, re- ,. '""' w.th en-ry lii. .:i rn i..i,..,,,.r :i,, N.io '" "" rr-"i"'. neaii-t. i,a i ,...i ,ti.,i.- in M w.l ':"", r' " "I i-bnre i.l n.i,,,,- ""'mem. our iiatr-ihaue . .-..( itliKr.l.'l' 'AIIA V. .n i 1 1 '. i I : ! I i 1118 ELEVENTH AVENUE::: I I ; I : ' i ; tin- m-iicfiil iullii- tin" irri':iti-l valui'lj; .,..w..:...t.. t... .1.: w... tl. 1 I I I .;i ll I ill I I II 1 I 111 I .i- i-ll I II i II - ' . i 'ITi mi -4 in jri vini.' t In- fnpU ;i iiniiiiy- , I hi's 1111 i-:irl li lor -.' . I I hi? Kli-Lraiil lllai k WoivIimI Suit from ' , nil i"i. , iv;H i-t I larira i n Sa ! von ivi-r li I to ' ; rlias.' ami wi-ar om- of I . I A N'S.M A N"S . ( : 9 I I I Watches, Clocks 1 KWKMiV, Silverware. Mnsical Instrcinent? -ANH- Optical Goods. i) Sole Agent ' -MUi I'll K y Celebrated Rockford WATCHF.N. J!umM;i a-'il Fretilin.;! Watches. In Kty and Stem Wintlera. i.AWiK SF.IiKCriOV OP A fil KI.VII of .J KW Mil! Y nlwayson liamt. i-if Mv line of .Ifwi-lry it nnsurii:isi(1 i 'i.nu anil sei for yourself lt-fore urclias lit ptwhr. -"aI.I, WOHK m'ARANTEEt).f-J carl nrviNius" Ki shtiri;, Nov. 11, lss.'r-tf. And a good lamp pie; ivlien it is not simple it is ifiW-iiiliiX .S7t beautiful, GWl-these more cheerful than either. CO,, 42 Iirfcv Place, New Vork Clt. EVER -f. a. i WW y- sod piri! r. ApfJinl into the iinxtril it is .tun, allnij mjiiiiitm-itton, titulu 50c CaRHIAGE anq harness krj. to Antif m-iih y. i'Uiit witii iriv ur imotuOnr. rvttiitc err iVaioiiii and itoxd ('kirfn. RNCS CSS , - .on iiiam l.iltlf llilynv, H eM fcu.l l' l .'N.-l. Atluf m i, wut. tt.a.irvrt i , iim u ITS I. t'ollrlea written at Khnrt no'lre In tbe OLD RELIABLE "ETNA" . ml wilier l iml l la. I hiiipiihIn. rr, W. DICK, PIRHIiVSUIUNCRCOBT. i!'immi;ni!kh m 'si n knn 171)4. Kienbnrir..lni vi.IHR'i. FEES BROS.' Shaving Parlor, Main Street, Jcar Post Office fia.The un-terHlicncil deMrea tn Inform the imri- lw Hint tbvy liave oieneil M.itrintc .nr or 110 ; iM nn rent, rn-n r I lie Hiit oltire wh.ra b irtierlim , In nil It" firiiii'hn ' will i carrieii on In lh . luiure. ra i-t vt lim neat ant! elean. Your ualroouite iuiiiilted. yt.iS KM OS. lESA'.E PRICES. 1 OtaNuMJVHLK'J BALL DRESS. Ti.ti.h it with iluinly liut'era, lift It with lnvine carr: Shalci- mil tho soft f.ilds gently, fenrinr the lat-e may ti ar. Uin lias it sitpt tarpotton (Trundmothfr'a pal IV dross. Dri'umia nf LalU auJ weddings, dreaming her old success. Notice the flower embroidered over the thin white skirl; Somotioilv's haii. In were tireless, nomclKKly's ces were burt. Short in the waist a hand's breadth, yet it is floured, loo, IKw many stopi'd to notice trandfather, say, did you? tiran.lfathir does not answer, portraits can tmlv sec; Surely the dress remembers whether 'twas that ni'hl he IiaiH-i .1 with the i-'irl w ho wore it, whistM'red bis lovir uiil beard Just a faint l.reatU in answer, wonderful little wa.rtt? rM.k, even now this whisper flutters tbe film of lace, S,?'s it in us the fu'ijuel to grandfather's earnest face? That i t too much to ask it: what can a wee dress know Save that a sweet girl Wore it, once in the long iikoV Iti ai- 'ui brown-haired maiiien, plenty of beaux ... .ii ml Try in;? lo w in her favors, desperate wnen she fro iv in -tl; lii'ituliful eyes that aparkled, heart that wad ever v a nil. That i. the way it knew her. bound to ber tall slight fortn. I'r.thee, sweet Juliana, weren't you a little vain, I'titit r the 1 iraiw a-swint:in?, so many beaux in train. (SpliiiniL- your dances bravely, aaiooltiititf your tluiiity iowu. Kuotv in,: Ural it tun jiri'tty), even with beaux cast tlow C.rari.lii.i.tl.. r's rrandcbilil wears it Some one lias uskeil a dance, iif is an tiltl U-au's Krandson, Keekiutr the tieau's l.ist cliauce; A I ti-r the i bailee is -ranted ah, the old dress will tlrt am Still i f sv.4-,1 Juliana, mill of an oi.l love driaiti. I'barles ltjlinso:i, in l!ochi'Ster I'uat-KxpresM. -MORAL: 'MhTnoT KfS.S." That Is. Do Not Kiaa Cooks Who Make Broad Puddings. They had lw-n tuIUinr if spiritual inani ft-st at i. us, lialmtt-tl lintisa-s and i.l l.cr t lit-erl iil Miljf.-ts that is.tlirt-nf tht'iii lia.l 1h-. ii tallviuu'. Tlio fniirth man liail .utnUotl nn steadil v, liis hands . kt'tl I in-1 i ii. I his head, (.taring into the vviumI tiro. .lust fur s uric t hin (r to say one of the party asked: Well. Jaek, wliat almut you? Weren't you ever hauule.l?" The man theyealled Jaek tiMik liLs eis-'ar from his iiiouth and, with his eyes still lixed oil the lire, spake: "Ye:-., I vas haunted oiiee; haunt.tl y a woman with a bread pudding vv rapped in a nov sp:.ior. 1 have never foro-ottfii it. I will tell you this story lraiiM" it li:is a mural and therein dif fers v itlely from the stories yon have lieen telling. . '"To Im-'hi with, it was all the fault of n kiss. In the days of his youth and the spriitir of his lilootl 11 man will kiss almost anythino; fetuiniue if lie yets the chance. When that sort of malady eame upon me I was an tinder master in a laore private school in the south of Knoland. We had alxiut sixtj" Ixiys and a correspond inrly larjre force of serv ants. Some of those servants were pretti" and some weren't. Preeminent aiuoiio' those who were not was the conk. Lookin;? hack thronh tlie vLsta of years, I know that Cookie w:is h.imelier than a Chinese t.lol, lut in those days the elixir Mophistopheles ffave Faust tttt into my lilootl some timi's, and on me of those occasions I kissed the cook. It was a chaste salute ami Cookie evidently liked it. That kiss was the bco'iimino' of many things, all of them unpleasant. '"Cookie was a tfootl cook and the fare at that school was neither plentiful nor p.vod. ISesitles a U'ikmI healthy appetite I hail in those days a jrreat predilection for bread puddings. A bread puddiiitr is something like fruit cake, only more douo-hy, and it touches the hungry sjnit ln'tter. Cookie was a great hand at those puddings and sometimes used to make me one for lunch, but after that kiss I never had to ask for lunch, for Cookie went to making bread puddings for tne until I couldn't rest. I would tiuila cold, clammy bread pudding under my pillow when I went to Ix-d ami an other would le nestling1 in the bureau drawer amotir my clean linen. Such a plethora of vuddin would pall on my apiwtite and finally I ffot to tiring the tilelu'acies out of the window at the slrolliiiv; eats and ptiffiiactous sparrows. "Veil, it came to pas one evening tliat t'ookie l.mketl upon the lieer when it foametl in the cwtcr and came Koine hilarious. The next morning Cookie jfot 'iiietl," antl I was not as orry as I tnijht have luf n, lvause I fursaw a pudtlin";h-ss rest ahead. I bade Cookie a t mler farewell antl ao -cpted a last breatl loiildiii).' of iriant 'i proportions which I promptly fed to the cats. 'Yni fellows know that in Enpland the Ijortender's place in pencrally tille.1 by a jjirl mighty .pretty jf'rln some of J hem an, too. Somewhere near the bar Is what, in hotels, is called the bar par lor. 'I hiri is r-serv-d for the aristocrats and other .salt of the earth. Down at the little seaside place I sjwak ol there w as a nice hotel called the lied Lion, with a cozy bar parlor presided over by the pretti.-st tfirl J'ou ever saw. We called her Miss Ifc-e. Whether it was the excellent quality of the brown bran.ly or the superior "attractions of that barmaid I don't know, but a lot of us used to yet ill there in the evenings untl sit around and smoke. I was in t here one niyht with the usual crowd, antl Miss Iee was dispensing; smiles and hot li inks w ith impartiality when she was called to the outer bar. This was M-paraU-d from the parlor by a scr.-cn. Cretty soon Miss I W came hack with a rather mystified look on her face, and, t-iiiniiivr across to me, whisjicred: " 'There's a person in the bar wants to see you.' "With more misffivinirs than I can re memlicr I ix'cpil around that screen. There, in the bar, radiant with smiles st.Mhl Cookie. Under her arm she car ried something wi'upi-d in a uewspa pcr. I knew its shae only too well. .My fate hail followed me. It was another breatl puddintf. "I went out lieeause I felt that if I didn't Cookie would probably brinp that cold, remorseless pudding in juuoii":st a lot of ribald fellows, but it -was bitterer than quinine to nee how Miss I ec looked at me. CKikie was.ar to see iiit'i very glad, bhe said so. bhe i had felt that I should miss her and the bread puddinrs of which I was so fond, so she hail made me a nice one aud brouoht it down. What could I do with the alTectionate creature? I took that horrible, squashy, repulsive bundle and carried it home quietly and without os tentation. That pudding weighed eif lit jHiuntls, but the load on my heart was greater than that, for I felt that that pudding was but the precursor of many. Ami my fears proved true. '"There was another place in town where men were wont to conprcjratc. It was a cijjar store kept by three miffhty pretty yirls. One niprht I was sitting- in then- I had forsaken the hotel for fearof another visit when an unfortfetable face was thrust through the ojH-n doer and I knew that my time had come. I went out amid the audilde comments of the fellows. It was anoth er pudding antl I had pot to carry it home. I said some tliinjrs which seemed, pertinent, but they shocked Cookie. In my anxiety to jjvt out of sio-ht I dropped the parcel antl the puddinir burst into J pieces. Cook io burst into tears. Then the boys came to the door of the cijar store ami made remarks about 'Jack's mash.' That liuishcd me. "For a week I kept away lioth from the hotel ami the ciirar store. Then I went around to see Miss Dee. Sh didn't seen particularly triad to see me, but "sai.t she hud souu-lhiii"; for me. It was a breatl pudding tliree days old, ami the pri iise hail soaked tnrouh the news pap. r it was wrapinil in. I carried it In .ii. e. "Needing1 consolation, I went down to the citrar store. There was an other pudding- waiting for me then' ami the girls were not a bit cordial alnit it cither. I )ermancntly forsook those two places. Then Cookie really rose to the occasion ami I honestly liulieved she hired a baker's oven anil matte thoit puddings in batches, for shv tilled the town with them. She man aged it so that wherever I went I found a breatl pudding. She scut them by In ys to the house autl she left them at nearly every store in the town. By and by the tradespiplo, wishing- to W obliging-, got to sentl.ng those parcels up to the house. That broke my spirit. I had lost all my friends; I was haunt oil by broad puddings all day, ami at ni"-ht I dreamed of them. Finally, I decided that there wasn't room iu the town for lioth me and the puddings, so I got out qtiietly, intending to go to Indou. I hail to wait for my train and went into the lunch-rot uu to get a sandwich. My satchel, with a lalm-1 on it, rested uu the counter. One of the waitresses looked at the UiIk-1 antl then said, brightly: " ', I've got a package hero for you; a woman left it two daysag.i.' Then she handed out something w rapped iu a newspaper. "I thanked her strictly in words and I took that greasy pudding and walked sadly out. "That night I went to France." Chicago Tribune. Ouickly Married. It is probable that no other important ceremony has lieen performed in so great a variety of waj-s as the marriage service. F.very country and every sect has its own particular form, not to men lion the widely differing formulas cm ployed by civilians authorize! to marry couples. A well-known justice of the loaec in a western state whv-n embar rassed is apt to stammer badly; he therefore prudently carries a copy of the marriage service, so that he may al-w-.tys have it on hand in case of emer gency. n one occasion, however, he was unexivectitlly called upon while siientling the day in a town some dis tance from his home. Adjusting- his siieetacles, he felt first in one pocket and '.lu n in another for his invaluable little Imm k. His search was in vain, and at last, with beads- of perspiration standing- out on his forehead, he ex claimed: "No in-iiiatter! I here b-by de-declare you m-maii ami wi-wife. ac conlin' to the m-mcmorandum left in m-my other t-trousers p-p.R'kct!" It is doubtful whether the bride and groom considered this much of a ceremony, but they made the best of it. Youth's Com panion. A FUNNY MISTAKE. Why the Train Men F.nJ.iyed a Tomato illipiT. The sending of a telegram is. appar ently, a very simple matter, but oc casionally an evil spirit pvts into the w in-s. and jx-rverts the original messao-e into a shajM- which causes wrath to the sender and much mirth to the looker on, says the San Francisco News I -otter. A ease in Jioint K-currel a few days ago. The telegraph ojicrator of an engim-criiig and construction party, at work n.-ar Hartford, telegraphed to a frU-n 1 of his in that town to send him a couple of lamp shades, and. Wing on intimate terms with the family, a.khsl hi;; liest regards lo "Mollic." the friend's wife. In tlie cipher used on the line, "my ln-st regards" is indicated by the wor.ls "seventy-three."" The message when sent read: "Send me two lamp shades by evening train, ami seventy three to Mollic. " When the dispatch was recciviil it read: '"Send me two lamp shades by evening train, and scvetity-thn-e. toinales." The nt-civcr read and re-read the message, almost doubting the c idence of his own eyes, but "seventy-three tomalcs" was there plain en.iu.o'h, and the thing was to g-et the riuired iiuiiiiM-r. The resources of llanfortl iu the tomale line were taxed to their utmost, and that evening tin- hrakemaii carried two large 1 Mixes lo the telegraph car, dropped them on the lli Mir. and handed the astonished ojH-rator a note: "Dear X: What the do you want with seventy-three toinales? I send you fortj'-live, all I could get. Have had two women mak ing them all day. Will send the rest ti-mtirbw. Bill is seven dollars." The air was blue al-oitt the car for awhile, but tht- trainmen had a tomale supper. Now the operator has hi:; inessatfcs re peated if he thinks there's the i. lightest chain e of their l-ino; misconstrued. JEWELRY FADS. Jkwki.KY done in enamel and pre cious stones is quite the fancy of the Illolnell t. i.i-FASiiioXEn ring's, with precious stones in straight lines over the tup, are much liked. A novki. stick-pin shows a bow of ribbon in enamel with a pendant con taining a tine diamond. Nkw stick-pins are in four-leaved-clover shape, a wreath of forget-me- nots, a spray of lily of the valley or a j twig of mistletoe. j THE LITTLE VIOLINIST. How Ho Secured Assistance for His Dyintf Mother. On the outskirts of a (Treat city in !ermany there lived a poor widow and her little son. Mrs. Aurlich earned a scant livelih.MMl with her needle, and little Bcrthold made himself useful by gathering wmmI, running errands and working in their small garden during the summer. The warm weather was a pleasant season, but in the winter when work was scarce they were often hun i?ry. liut Bcrthold was not unhappy; he lived in an ideal world, a heaven of harmony. For him all nature was an orchestra: he heard music in the whis perings of the great pines in the for est behind his cottage home, in the evening zephyrs, in the tinkling streams, in the chiming of the church liells in the village near by. At night a mighty chorus of unseen minstrels lulled him to sleep. Mrs. Aurlich's health began to fail and she was finally obliged to give up the little work she already hail. One day when Bert hold was absent in tht for est gathering- wmk he was detaine.l until quite late. He hurried home, ami as he approached the cottage he saw that there was no light shining- from the window. With an anxious heart he hurried into the house and called his mother, but re ceived no reply. lie groped his way across the rMm through the darkness aud stuaihled over her, where she lav unconscious on the cold Hi Mir. Very much alarmed, the lad knelt down antl chafed her hands and sprinkled some water on her face. After awhile Mrs. Aurlich opened her eyes and, assisted by Bcrthold, managed to reach the beL antl for several days the lad was her only nurse. The pMr woman did not seem t'i im prove. She needed some nourishing ftMMl and medicine, but these cannot be obtained without money. Bcrthold ln-gg-ud her to allow him to go into the village and lM.rrow some money from a relative residing therw, but this she would not consent to; she was very proud, ami the relations betw een her self antl her relatives had not lccn very cordial since she had become p. Mir. It was a very cold day: the sky was tlark and threatening, and Bcrthold heaped the little tircplace with wimhI, but the beat all went up the chimney and the house was very cold. He hail only a crust of black bread for his breakfast; the last of 1 loaf was nearly gone and he hat? the last grain of chicory coifce in" .'pot to make a cup for his moth here was no milk or sugar for it and w hen the mixture was hot he went ever to the lied. "Dear mother!" he whispered, softly. She lay very still, her eyes dosed, her hands crossed over her breast. She ltMike.l like the picture of a dead saint he had seen in the art gallery of the city which he had once visited with his father. The sick woman opened her eyes, and, smiling, began to caress his hand. "Will you have some coffee, mother?" To please him she assented, but w hen he brought it to her she could not drink it; her stomach was too weak to retain it. "Ict it rest on the table." she whis pered; "it is too hot, I will drink it by and by." The tears came to the lwy'S eyes, for he knew that the mixture ms too strong for her anil that she needed some light and nourishing food, lie tucked "the clothes alMiut her and smoothed the pillow. His mother thanked him with a smile an ', kissed him tenderly. "You are a PmmI lMy," she whispered. The lad went to replenish the lire, and when this was done he saw that his mother was asleep. There was a deep Hush on her face and her lingers were working- nervously. Bcrthold sat on a low stool before the fire iu deep thought for some time: sud denly he arose anil went over to a little cupliard. He took from it something covered with an old Ctat; this he un rolled and lisclosed a violin, small aud yellow with age. lie examined the strings carefulby, and then placed it at his shoulder ami drew the back of the 1mw noiselessly across the strings. Suddenly he heard a low tap at the door, and w ithout wait ing to lay asitle the instrument he went and opened the door. "ComhI m.irning, (Jretehen!" he ex claimed; "come in and shut the door s f t ly. My m ther is asleep." Oretchen. the daughter of their near est ncighlMir, entered the cottage. She was alMiut the same age as Bcrthold; her eyes were bine as the skies and her hair yellow as gold. In her hands she carried something wrapped up in a towel. " W hat have you there?" '"Mother sent over a bow 1 of rabbit soup." replied the girl, "and she said I might stay over here all day and clean up the house." "She is very good." said Bcrthold; "I am afraid my mother is goin to die!" Now, the lad was a manly little fel low, but he loved his mother very much, ami he fell so miserable that h- sat down on the stiMil ami began to sob. "lK-ar lterthold," cried tirctchen. "do not cry. The goinl UimI will spare your mother, I am sure. Do not let her see Vu grieving, for that will only distress "her." '. You are right," said the lad. rising from the stool and brushing away the tears from his face. "Now, tJretchen, I am going to ask a favor of you." "Of jut'.'" "Yes," said the lad, "it is this: I am going away for a few hours, and I want you to stay with my mother until I return." "But w here are you going?" "Do not ask me. please. Will you stay here until I return?" "Why. of course; but " "Thank you, dear Uretchen, and Bcrthold wrapped the violin up in the ol.l cloth aud then put on his thick jacket and fur cap. "When my mother wakes up tell her that I am out in the forest aud that you expect me houn very soon. It may be late before I get home, and I will stop at vour house now and tell them that you will remain with us until to-mor- S row. The lad went over to his mother, but he was afraid to kiss her, as it might awaken her. He barely touched his lips to her hair, and then, after giving I Jretehen a few directions alMiut the lire, he hurried out, softly closing the dour aftej tinu. lie looked back once or twice nnd he could see the girl's fair face in the win dow watching him. lie waved his hand to her anil hurried on. He stoppsl at the farmhouse where Jretehen lived aud Wgged her parents to permit her to stay with his mother until morning. They were kind-hearted iMople ami consented; they insisted on his drinking a 1mw1 of tnilk. w hich was vtry accept able. After thanking them he set out on his journey. A windstorm raged violently, so that the lad could scarcely mv his way. antl the drifts of snow were often far alMive his yaist. On either hand the Ileitis stretched white with snow; the pine antl fir trees which skirted the road presented curious ai. T fantastic forms, ami the bushes were like goblins with white sheets around them. It was already quite dark when he reached the great city, although the hour was early. At tirst the lad was fairly Wwildcred with the unaccus tomed noise and bustle, the crowds of pvople and the thousands of brilliant lights which he hal never scu Ix-fore. But in onler to carry out his plans successfully ami reach home that night Bcrthold knew that he bail no time to spare. He selected a place near a public square and tMk the cloth from the violin. With trembling lingers he tightemtl anil tuned the strings ami then lngan to play. In a very short timeacrowd gathered around him, but he did not mind them in the least ami played on. Two men. tall anil distinguished, attracted by the sight. stopHd to listen. "What have we here, Hans?" said one. "A wandering minstrel. Ole. Let us go nearer anil have a peep." They crossed over the street and pushed their way through the crowd. The stranger railed Ole went over to the lad. and smiling down upon him asked him w here he lived antl why he was out so late. In a few words the lad told the gen tlcmeu his simple but touching story. The tall stranger stMijH-d aud tiMik the lot! up in his arms and kissed him. "You must come with me." he said, an. I his face antl voice were so kind that Bert hold was not at all alarmed. The two men sjMike rapidly in a strange language ami hulled Iw-fore a magnificent pala;-e brilliant with many lights. They entered, the tallest still Waring Bcrthold iu his arms. They Kissed through an elegant .cor ridor with wonderful pictures and thou sands of lights until they came to the dtMir of a chamWr at the end. Tbe stranger put the lad down and brushed his hair a little. "Fear nothing." he whispered; "re member we are your mends." They entered a magnificent apart ment which was crowded with elegant-It- dressed ladies and gentlemen. One of the company, anold. white-haired man. came forward to wcl.-ome them: th.' tall stranger whisperiil something, ami Bcrthold could see by their liMiks and gestures that he was the subject ol their conversation, anil that the oli gentleman kcciik d to be very mucl amused. He came over to the lad and pint-hen' his check. The lad noticed that his breast was covered with ribiMins and stars, and he knew he must W some great prince. After ;s few minutes con versation he turned to the assembled cotnpanv. and in a strange language Im gan to address them. At this everyone liecame silent and the lad saw that all eyes were upon him. When the prince had ceased the tall stranger, Bert hold's friend, st.Mipcd and whispered to him. "Now, my lad. do not lie afraid," he saitl, kindly, "play your ln-st." Bcrthold raised his violin to his neck and began to play a little song that he had comioscd himself. It was very sim ple, but sweet and touching, antl thrilled every heart. When be had finished the whole company applauded, and the prince hade him play again. After the applause had sulisided the tall stranger stooped ami kissed the lad. and then took the violin into his own hanrts, and, wonderful to relate, played Bcrthold's composition with vari ations; never was heard such ravishing sounds, and the delighted company ap plauded loudly. But suddenly the lad thought of his sick mother at home and the tears came to his eyes. II is tall friend no ticed this, and when he questioned hi in the lad told him his thought s and begged to W allowed to return home, as his mother might be anxious. The two strangers bade the company farewell, and lterthold bowed very low. At the tit Mir of the palace a splendid sleigh was waiting and the lad ex plained to the driver when1 to go, antl the city was soon left far W-hind. When they arrived at tin cottage the lad descended tirst and opened the dtwir very softly. His mother was awake and t Jretehen was sitting In-side her; she sprang up with a glad cry when she saw Bcrthold. 'My dear lMy. where have you lieen?" said his mother, kissing him; "and w ho are these gentlemen?" We are his friends, madam." saitl the one who had played the violin. "We have come to help you." They had a long antl earnest con versation with the sick woman ami promised to return again on the mor row; on the table they left a letter, antl when they had taken their departure the sick woman opened it and found two large banknotes. The letter begged her to accept the money aud promistf'd to give lterthold opportuni ties to educate his musical talents iu the future, and the signatures at the bottom were those of "Ole Bull" and "Hans Christian Andersen," Henry Coj-le. in the DoHs' DressmaJver. Matrb Ala Over a IJIIto OflWsn. Many amusing things ocriir in the an nual town meetings in the smaller towns of New England, but the scram ble for minor otlices sometimes results in bitter hostilities. At the last town meeting in a small town iu Uockiiig ham county, iu New Ilamiishire, the chief contest of the day was for the of fice of hearse driver. There were two candidates for the oflice, the friends of each of whom made a canvass of the town for two weeks W-fore, and the successful candidate won 1y just one vote. The mtwt amusing part of the thing is that in the town there is an average of but six deaths a year, and the hearse driver's pay is fixed at one dollar per funeral. The two candidates do not speak to each other now. " AS DARBY SAYS TO JOAN." " Well. now. the nun' a power o' heat! Tin- sal, a r'Jtit.llu,' trou I Htojipca iu with tbe iMiya a bit There, a" 1 tome aloti ;: The cowslip MWauip was budded thick Witt nun ant' ihen one blown I fetched a couple in my hat" As llarby says to Joan. " We'll have the cattle out to frras Come l'ass-day, I'll be bound. Hear h..w the i nrUTt Klamp and low Noon a' tin y un II ibe k'ruuml? It's tirn" to rake the rardi-u off Aud set a iMitulre goiu': I'lan out ibe beds lo sail ye, wife" As Darby says to Joan. It seems wutb w bile, a day like this, Jen to b..' w intered thru, I feci the sun clear to my aouk ( lid as I Im-. 1 do. . . . Mi I. by it would look awk'ard-like I'o ircl to lit avcli alone: I'd full as lives may on a spell" As liarby says to Joan. ' You ain't forgot the old aide porch. Hack vi bar tbe irrajii i ine liuuy They think folks didn't court and kiss Wher me ami you was young: Jos' such another likely day The parsoii made us one" ' As, bin-hill- up bis chair a bit. Darby says to Joan. Dora Head ioudalc, in N. Y. Independent. A WATERLOO VETERAN. He Was Proud of His Medal and His Son. How fate drifted the old. veteran inttr our little Canadian Lake Lrie village I never new. Drifted him? No; he ever marched as if under the orders of his commander. Tall, thin, white-haired, close-shaven and always in knee breeches ami long stK-kiiigs, he was an antique and martial figure. "Fresh whitclish," was his cry, which he de livered as if calling all the village to fall in for drill. S, impressive was his demeanor that he digmlit-d his occupation. For years :ift,-r lie disupM-arcd, the peddling of whitclish by horse and cart was re garded in that district as highly rc sectable. It was a glorious trade when old John Iock- held the steel yards antl served out the glittering fish with an air of distributing ammunition for a long day's combat. I Wlicve I noticed on the first day I saw him how lie tapped his left breast with a proud gesture when he had done with a lot of customers ami was aWut to march again at the head of his horse. That restored him from trade to his sol dicrship he had saluted his Waterloo medal! There. In-neath his threadbare old blue coat, it lay, always felt by the heart of the hero. "Why doesn't he wear it outside?" I once asked. "He used to." said my father, "till Hiram Scuddcr. the druggist, asked him 'what he'd take f.ir the bit of pew ter." " "What did old John say sir?" " -Take f..r the bit of" m-w ter!" said he, looking hard at Scuddcr with scorn! "1'vet.Mik W-t ter men's lives nor ever yours was for to get it, and I'd sell my own for it as quick as ever I offered it before.' " 'More ftMil you," saitl Scuddcr. " 'Yotijje nowt." said old John, very calm ami cool, 'you're nowt but walk ing dirt.' From that day forth he would never sell Scuddcr a tish; he wouldn't touch his money." It i-aust have iM-on lr.te in 1S.14 or early in ls.15 that I first saw the medal. (Joiiig home fr. uu sehiMtl on a bright winter afternoon I met old John walk ing very erect, without his usual lish supply. A dull, rountl white sjxit was cla.siied on the left breast of his coat. '"Mr. Locke." said the small boy, staring with admiration, ' is that your glorious WatcrliMi medal?"' "You're a gt m m! little lad!" He r,tooiM.d to let me see the noble pewter. "War's declared against Rooshia." went on the old man. "and now's right to sliow it. The old regiment's sailed, ami my only son is with the colors." Then he ttMik me by the hand and led me into the village store, where the lawyer read aloud the news from the paper that the old veteran gave him. In those days there was no railway within fifty miles of us. It had chanced that some fisherman brought old John a later paper than any previously received in the village. "Ay, but the duke is gone," said he, shaking his whitehead, "antl it's curious to 1m- fighting on the same side with an other Honey." All that winter and the next, all the long summer Wtween. old John dis played his medal. When the report of A lma came his remarks on the French failure to get into the light were severe. "What was they ever without Honey?" he would inquire. But a letter from his son after Inker man changed all that. "Half of us was killed, anil the rest of us clean tired with lighting," wrote CorjMtral IytH-ke. "What with a bullet throug'i the flesh of my right leg aud the fatigue of using the bayonet so long, I was like to drop. "The Kussians were coming on again as if there was no end to them, when strange drums came sounding in the mist Whind us. With that we closed un anil faced half rountl, thinking they hail outflanked us and the day was gone, so there was nothing more to do but make out to tlie hard, like the sons of W'aterloo men. You would have In-en pleased to see the ItKiks of w hat was left of the old regiment, father. "Then all of a sudden a French column came up the rise out of the mist, roaring 'Vive rF.iiijHTeur!' their drums Wating tlie charge. We gave them room, for we were tM dead tired to go tirst. On they went like mad at the Kussians, so that was the end of a hard morning's work. I was down, fainted with loss of bltMMl, but I w ill stMin le fit for duty again. When I came to myself there was a Frenchman pouring brandy down 1113- throat and talking in his gibWrish as kind as any Christian. Never a word will I say agin them re.l-iegged French again." "Show me the man that would." growled old John. "It was never in them French to act cowardly. Didn't they Wat all the world, except us and the duke?" With the ending of the Crimean our village was illuminated. Bows tallow candles in every window, fire works in a vacant field and a torchlight procession! Old John inarched ul its head in full regimentals, straight as a ratlin k1. the hero of the night, His son had been promoted for bravery on the field, thought the old army of Wellington kept ghostly step with John IK-ki-. bile aerial drums pealed ami Wat with re joicing at the new glory of Lngiish-sM-aking men. After that the old man again wore his medal concealed. The Chinese war of Is."" was too contemptible to cele brate by displaying his badge of Water It mi. Then came the dreadful tale of the Setmy mutiny Meerut, Delhi, Cawn pore! After the tale of Nana Sahib's massacre was read to old John he never smiled. I think. Week after week, month after month, as hideous tidings jm mred rapidly in, his face Wcame more haggard, gray anil dreadful. The feeling that he was tiM old for Use seemed to shame him. He no longer carried his hi -ail high as of yore. That his son w as not march ing Whind HavclM-k with the aveng ing army seemed to cut the veteran sorely. Sergt. I-iocke had sailed with the old regiment to join Out rain in 1'ersia Wforc the Sepoys broke ltMisc. "I'm feared something's gone wrong with my heart." Months went by In-fore we learned that the troops for Persia had lij-cii stopped on their way and thrown into India against the mutineers. At that news old John marched into the village with a prouder air than he had worn for many days. His medal was again displayed on his breast. It was but the next month, I think, that the village lawyer sUmmI reading aloud the account of a great Sepoy fort. The veteran entered the jMst oflice and all made way for him. The reading went on: "The blowing open of Un gate was the grandest personal e of the attack. It was perform native sapjx-rs covered by the the Sixtieth regiment and hea 1 Lieuts. Howe anil Salkcld, Smith, Carmichacl, Burgess antl Locke. The la wycr paused. F.very eye t timed to the face of the old Waterloo soldier. He straightened up to keeiierattent ion. threw out his chest, tapped the glorious medal and so saluted the names of the brave. "CJimI Im- praised, my son was there!" he said. '"Bead on." "Sergt. Carmichacl, while la3'iiig the powder, was killed, anil the native havihlar wounded. The powder having Wcu laid, the advance party slipjM-d down into the ditch to allow the firing party, under Lieut. Salkcld, to do its duty. "While trying to fire the charge he was shot through one leg and arm. He sank, but handed the match to Sergt. Burgess, who was at on.-e shot dead. Sergt. Locke, already wounded severe ly in the shoulder, then seized the match ami succeeded in firing the train. He fell at that moment, literally riddled with bullets." "Bead on," said old John, in a deeper voice. All forWre to look twice upon his face. "Others of the party were falling when the mighty gate was blow 11 to fragments, and the Oxford light in fantry, under CoL Campbell, rushed into the breach." There was a long silence in the Mist oflice till old John spoke once more. "The Iortl Jod Ik thanked for all His dealings with us. My son. Sergt. LtK-kf, died well for Lnglaud." Nervously fingering the medal on his breast, the old soldier wheeled al.nit and marched proudly straight down the middle of the village street to his lone 3- cabin. The villagers never saw him in lift again. Next day he did not appear. All refrained from intruding on his mourning. But in the evening, when the rector heard of his parishioner's loss, he walked to old John's home. There, stretched upon his straw Wd, he la3" iu his antique regimentals, stiller than at attention, all his medals fastened Wlow that of W'aterloo aliove his quiet ncart- II is right hand lay on an open Bible. His face wore an expression of looking forever antl ever upon Sergt. L K-ke aud the tJreat Commander who takes back unto Him the heroes He fashions "o sweeten the world. Toronto Mail. She .ot Out Backward. An old latl3 traveling tin the under ground and finding that the train was approaching a station addressed her self to a man sitting in the. farther cor ner of the compartment, her only fel low passenger, and saitl: "Would you tell me, sir, what is the next statiou?" "Bavswater, madam," was the four ttnus reply. "Then would you mind, sir, when we arrive, opening the door and helping me to get out?" "With pleasure," was the cordial as sent. "You see," the old lady went on to ex plain, "I am well on ir. 3"cars, anu 1 have to get out slowly, and backwards; and when the porter sees me getting out he shouts: 'IvtMik alive, ma'am!' and gives me a push in from In-hind and I've tn-en .- mild the circle twice alread3" Land aud Water. PERSONAL MENTION. Mns. TtoHKKT O. I xfir-.itrwii.x. received almost as many letters as her husband, and most of the letters inclose religious tracts. John Hea, the only- survivor of the original Christ 3'"k minstrels, celebrated the seventieth anniversar3- of his birth at his home in North Paterson. N. J.. recent 13-. Mits. S.titAil IIaw.v. the mother of seventeen children, died recently at Oakland. 111., at the age of one hun dred aud five. At the time of his death, a few 3'ears ago. her husband had attained his ninct3--seventh year. Mi:. Jr.xMK Noi.Tiimx. of Prince ton. K.v.. failetl to catch the measles when she was 3-011 ng, had an attack of that disease at the advanced age of tine hundred and ten years and died a few da.ys ago. She lived with her daughter, who is ninety 3'ears old aud is now left an orphan. Ite-fitr Klnga, Vewj I a. dir., Xo. A neat example of the royal retort courteous was that on tlie occasion of the king's visit to Dublin in lyjl. At a court held there Iord Kiusale thought fit to air his ancient hereditary priv ilege of remaining covered ln-fore the sovereign. Ocorge IV., whose sense of propriety- was wounded by this breach of poml taste on the part of the Iri-.li peer said Ui him: "My lord of Kiusa'c, we recognize 3-our privilege to wear your hat iu the presence of 3-our king, but it does not appear whence you draw your authority for covering your head tin tlie company of ladies."
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