The Cambria freeman. (Ebensburg, Pa.) 1867-1938, April 23, 1897, Image 1

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bi.ou ana Dostaso oer vear in nrtvon
Far away, by the Jasper sea.
Three forms are walking, side by side.
And now and then they bend to gaze
Over the ocean wide.
And three of us but waJk and pray
Lleside a dark and boundless sea:
We cannot pierce the radiant glow
That folds the other thrve.
They watch above the rolling world.
Waiting till one, at God's command.
Shall cross the spaee that lies between
This and the further land.
And. oh! I long for the years to pass;
And. oh! I cry for the time to be
When they who are watching with eager
eyes
Shall bend and beckon me.
So sang I but few weeks ago.
When, through the silence, a message
t a me.
And one of us passed to the distant three.
Hearing with joy his name.
Four walk now by the jasper sea.
Turning earthward their radiant eyes.
Where two of us now, with yearning
hearts.
Look ever to Paradise.
-Anna li. Bensel, in N. Y. Home Journal.
Pit IDE OF THE VILLAGE.
MY LINCOLN STLFFENS.
Mrs. Silvester Dean Leveen was polishing-
her brass knocker. Her long-,
thin, hands rubbed ami rubbed till the
little white curls on her forehead daftced
like street children. Vet the labor had
no perceptible effect. The metal shone
like light, but so it did when she. began
to clean it. It had shone like that yes
terday and the day before, and, in
deed, every day for f0 years. There
was a smooth circle all around the
knocker where her delicate hands bad
worn into the hard, black wood of the
door. Nevertheless the old lady rubbed
'away just a-s she had done every morning-
since the spring- of 1S.1.1, when she
was broujrht, a bride, into the house.
She was Ihe pride of (Jreenwich village
then, and she meant to be still.
On this particular frosty morning
Nfrs. Leveen tarried longer than usual
at her task. After the lion's head was
satisfactory even to her sharp eyes, .she
worked on. Hut it was evident in the
''lances she shot across Hank street that"
her attention was not given wholly to
Ihe work of her hands. Neither was it
diverted to her customary insetion of
the iieig-hlor's knockers. Theirs g-li.s-tened
like hers, and. lesides, every time
she looked up her eyes turned to but
one door, that of the house in front of
which stood two sturdy horses and a
t ruck.
I'retiy soon the door opened and a
young man in a carter's blouse came out.
lie saw the old lady across th. street,
though he pretended not to. lie busitd
himself ostentatiously nlxnit the horses'
IuiuIn for a moment and then turned
back to the truck. Mrs. Leveen had
seen him. Slur lent herself earnestly
to the knocker and in a few strokes lin-i-bed
it off. Then she faecal towards the
street and fixed the truckman with her
eyes till he had to look up.
"(ood morninjr. Aunt Martha," he
said, as he doffed his cap.
She beckoned to him to come to her.
"Cood morning, IVrcy." she answered
pleasantly, as he approached her, cap in
hand. "Come in a- moment. I wish to
speak with you."
The interview he had dreaded for
weeks was upon him now. lie knew
from the first it was inevitable, but day
after day he had put. jtoff. omitting his
usual calls on his aunt, and avoiding her
sight and summons. Now that she had
aught him he was glad. As he fol
lowed the old lady into her prim, com
fortable sitting'-rooin he made a pitiful
ligure of humility, but in the meekness
of his soul there was the cheerfulness
of finality.
"Sit down, Percy," she. said, in the
sweet-toned voiee he loved.
lie took the chair she indicated, and
she seated herself in her old rocker.
Tercy, dear," she began, "is this true
that I hear; you mean to marry this
Virl?"
"Yes, Aunt Martha. 1 was going- to
tell you, but know ing as you were agin
It knowing- that you would not liRe
to have me tlo so 1 was afraid to come
to you about it."
"Uon't twirl your cap. my dear; gen
tlemen don't do that, you know."
lie stuck his cap between his knees.
"I am sorry, Percy, you felt that way.
It is my intention always to be kind
and sympathetic. You should have
been quite sure I would have heard your
storv through with understanding-.
Now, tell me everything-. She is the
daughter, I am told, of a (Jerman in
Hudson street."
"That's, right, aunt, fler father has
the big-gvst corner grocery over there,
and he has made his pile- I mean has
made money since he's leen there."
"How long- has he leen here?"
"tjoing- on, 25 years, lie's almost an
eld Ninth-warder now. He's some in
polities, and his family is right in it"
"Percy! 1 never knew them."
"I know, but you wouldn't. It ain't
my fault. I wanted to have them all
over to mother's so as you could le in
troduced to tbeni."
The old lady looked as though she
would answer this, but shedid not. She
was silent a moment before she pro
ceeded. "So her father is a prorer?"
"Yes: like Mr. Jamison, who you
like well enough,"
"Mr. Jamison is a gientleman, my dear.
The misfortunes of his family can never
alter that. The Jamisons are of the old
est Greenwich families on. both sides.
He k a grocer by necessity. This per
son of whom we are speaking is one by
clioice.
"Well, Aunt Martha, it's as pood as
lveing- a truclman, and letter."
Mrs. Leveen. winced.
"You mig-ht have leen a judgv, like
your father, or a senator, like your
grandfather. I wanted you to enter po
litical life."
"Polities is pretty low down these
days." Percy remarked. "It ain't what
it was. Besides. I tried to g-et an of
fice from Mike MeNamara. but he said I
wouldn't do in any where the pay was
as much as the trucking; pays. And I
guess that's about so.
The last sentence was cheerfully
spok-en. Mrs. Leveen looked at her
nephew's ruddy clieeks and sig-hed. .
"I do wish. Percy," she said, gently,
"that you could have found some one
in Greenwich. That part of Hudson
street where these people live te way
beyond the outskirts of the old village,
out where the hog fields were till the
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immigrants iK'g-an to settle around us."
"Put what's the difference. Aunt
Martha? It's all one now. There ain't
no Greenwich any more. It's all just
New York city, so w hat's the use of pre
tending?" The impatience in the young- man's
tone amaed his aunt almost as much
as the sentiment he uttered. Never be
fore had he failed to show her roijiect.
On the contrary, the humbleness of his
demeanor had leen a grievance to her;
it did not become one of her own blood
to manifest the same awe before her
that an ordinary Ninth warder did.
The old lady straightened in her
chair; the lines about her mouth stif
fened and her eyes glistened like her
knocker as f he answered:
"Percy Dean! You forget to whom
you are sjieaking. You forget yourself,
sir, and your good breeding- is evident
ly suffering from the associations you
permit yourself."
Percy was frightened. The last time
he had leen rebuked in this temier
by his aunt was 'when he was a boy.
He meant no offense.
"I beg your pardon. Aunt Martha."
he murmured.
Mrs. Leveen took her knitting from
the table and worked busily at it till
she was quite calm. She looked up after
every few thrusts of her needle, indig
nantly at first, then eohlly, ond finally
the habitual expression of kindness re
turned to her face.
"I dare say you are in a hurry to
go to town, Percy, and 1 sluill not de
tain you much longer. You may tell
me something almut this young this
girl. How old is she?"
"She is going on 1'.), Aup Martha."
"Is she cultivated, educated? Come.
Percy, tell m-e nil about her."
"She went through the grammar
school, I think, but she had to work
after that ? So she can't play the piano
or sing, but she is a nice girl and can
tend the house and cook, now that her
mother is dead."
"That's right; she ought to le able
to manage her husband's household.
Put tell me more about her. Is her
voice soft, are her manners gentle, is
she modest? Peserile her to me, my
dear. Is she pretty?"
Percy was encouraged by the few
words of approval he had won.
"Aunt,. she's a beaut, that's "
"What do you say. a what?"
"I mean she's a beauty. She's got
blue eyes and blond hair and the nicest,
biggest, reddest cheeks. She ain't what
you would call quiet; she's more lively
like. You ought to hear her laugh
when we're down on the docks nights
w ith the rest of the crowd. I'll b:t you
could hear her across the river in Ho
boken. And jolly? If she pets a mufr
as is too fresh rhe can jolly h;m along
to beat the band. Put she's on the lewd,
too. She does the square thing by her
old man every clip. The houyewor';
has to I x' done before she's in for the
game. And she slaves for her little sis
ters and brothers jusi slaves for them,
and yet she does it as willing. Put then
she's good to every bojy; always ready
to help out with work when neigh
bors are behind or sick or have coin
pan;', ard she st:c?s up for horses a 'id
.-at-; ar:d all I'ke that. You wouldn't lf
I'eve she was that way. thovg'i. t -'
her at a ba'l or ilarc'i) on. eveurP'rii
boats up the river. She's a good looker
and a good dresser, and when she's out
in full rig well. say. she's a sight. The
other fellows don't do nothing when
we're out. "
Percy stopped short, Mrs. I-wen
had risen suddenly, and she stood erect
lefore him, tall and white and proud.
"Why, Aunt Martha!" he exclaimed.
"That's enough. Percy. Thank you.
I see I have lx-en, wrong, all wrong, in
this matter from the first. You s-hall
have your way. for it is right. 1 con
sent." "Oh. Aunt Martha!" he cried, spring
ing up and seizing her hand to kiss. "I
am so glad. Put I knev- you would
after hearing about her. And say. aunt,
you ought to see her once. You coi-.'-In't
help but like her and admire' her.
Kverybody in the ward does. Why. do
you know what they call her, the men
down at the Grapevine? The way you
looked then made me think of it. They
call her the Pride of Greenwich Vil
lage." X. Y. Post.
PENNSYLVANIA FOX-HUNTING.
KitKland'H I'at-kn and llanta
Hare
A im-rlrnn lmltatorx.
While there i-s a general impression
that Americans do not go in for fox
hunting a.s do the Englishmen, it is by
all odd the most jvopular winter siort
in Pennsylvania, -says the New York
Times. There are in the southeastern
countiets as fine packs of hounds as can
1m- shown in England, though fewer in
nulnber, and some horses that, hold
their own against the best of English
iniMrtatioiis over as "stiff" a country
as that hunted b3- the famous Quorn
pack, of which the earl of Lonsdale is
uiatdcr. At a recent run 150 couples of
hounds were out and about "00 riders.
Just now there is consternation among
owiers of the Pennsylvania hounds be
cause of an outbreak of rabies in the
Strafford Hunt kennels, which has ne
cessitated the killing of the eutire jwick
of 125, many of them dogs imported
from noted English acks. A rabid cur
bit one of the hounds a few weeks ago,
and this dog, after a recent run, at
tacked other occupants of the kennels.
So all were killed as a mattet of safety.
There is fear that other hounds in oth
er packs have been bitten, and that an
outbreak of hydrophobia throughout
the hunting district may follow. All
ossible precautions to prevent this dis
aster have been taken, and hounds
which lve In-en exposed are to be iso
lated for a time.
Why He Died.
In 1S27 Mr. Zea. Colombian minister
in England, died suddenly. He was in
.sured in various oflices, and rumor said
he had shot himself. A meeting of one
ot the insurance Ixxirds was held, and
the directors were talking the matter
over, when Dr. M ap-eared. who
was the company's medical referee as
well as Mr. Zea's own physician.
"Ah! now you can tell us the true
cause of Zeos death."
"Certainly 1 can," said the doctor, sol
emnly, "liecause I a.tteiiled him."
Here he paused, and was surprised to
find that his merely preliminary re
mark w-a-s hilariously received as a so
lution of the whole question. London
Household Words.
FRIDAY, APRIL 23, 1897.
VAST WATER POWER.
Utilization of Groat Natural Forces
In This Country.
I'MKibility of lirliiglng Into Ktr.lre the
Tremendoua KnrrgT of Lakes, Kir
era and Waterfalls for Indus
trial Purptmea.
Chicago has it in contemplation to
light 7o miles of streets with joer
obtained from its great drainage canal,
when the waters of Lake Michigan are
poured through it into the Illinois river;
New York is looking forward to the
day when ower may le brought down
from Niagara or from the Catskiils:
Itoston is within the sphere of the Mer
rinack falls; Washington can get an
al.i.ndant supply of power to light
every street and public building from
the Great falls of the Potomac, where
1(!0.(HM horse-power is running to waste;
P It imore and Philadelphia are situate!
near the tide-water step that runs along
the base of the Alleghanies, w hile Pich
ir.ond is directly on the stop, with 50,
(MtO horse-Hwer in sight. In fact, few,
if any, of our great cities are beyond the
i each, if we may proceed upon the as
sumption of Tesla,(who says that the
power of Niagara may be carried ulti
mately over any part of the American
continent), of the energy of some cat
aract or storage of water.
'Ihe sudden awakening to a knowl
edge, of an inexhaustible rosoiin of
jHwer. and the ability to use it, must
result in a great revolution in economic
conditions, far greater than that
brought alout by the introduction of
steam. This revolution will be felt in a
greatly enhanced production, with
cheaper cost to the consumer, together
with a large increase and general ex
tension of the. comforts of life, such a.s
may be included in transportation. jow
er for domestic purposes, light and heat,
including fuel, the cost of which will
be considerably reduced. In the cities
there will be, one may well lx-lieve, a
wonderful transformation, and that
within the cognizance of the present
generation. The use of steam in the
tiiousandsof isolated plants w ill Le gen
erally abolished, light and Kwer lei::g
delivered through the agency of elec
tricity from central plants situated per
haps Kill or 2(1(1 mile distant. (Who
d:.res set the limit?) The dangers of
the steam Ixuler and the furnace in
crowded buildings and leneath the side
walks of the city, and the discomforts
of the wholesale consumption of coal
will lie done away with for a cheajier,
a safer and a healthier system.
Nor is it to le inferred that because
we have water power we shall have no
more steam and coal. Not. at all. Put
there will le a more rational and eco
nomical consumption of coal, neces
sitated by the eheapuess of the power
gi Derated by the turbine wheel and
transmitted from, the dynamo to the
motor. It w ill no longer pay to mine
coal and ship it hundreds of miles lo
tin cities by our present cumlersonie
and wasteful methods (losing :o to 5o
per cent.) when its essence can le
In-tter sent by wire. It requires no
spifit of prophecy to foretell that in the
In-ginning .of the i ext ceuttiry ti e c-..l
will lie burned at the mine shaft, and
ecry tiii brought to the si.rfa e will
be utilized. The ow er-plaut K-ated
at the mine shaft, burnrtf- t he "run of
the mine." eii Iter a.-' coal or i i. the icrm
of gas, can In-tter coiiqiete with t'e
j.ow .-r-plant at the falls ih:.n can the
fiirii.u-e and boiler in the city. Then
will t-e no more black hills of cidm at
th- mines, disfiguring the face of the
country and i -Lolling the r treai and
no ashes and cinders to woriy the city
i"ii: mr.er. The copper wire in the nn
dergrouiid conduit will carry the en
ergy saf'-ly and economically to the
point of i-oiisumpt ion. and the r:,i!r-oad
or factory engineer, or tin' house v, "fe in
the home, need but to press a 1 i.ttoii
to send the train at 1(10 miles an hour:
to set the spindles or lathes in mo
tion; to heat the house, or to cook the
dinner.
The social phases Inevitably accom
panying this mechanical revolution
may Le far more lienefieial than theeco
nomieal gains, great as they w ill ! jul t
less he. The saving to t he housekeep
er in time and labor will make her r
new woman indeed, and the general in
troduction of the electric stove mav
reasonably Ik- expected to cause a de
cided advance in the health and hap
piness of the race.
Whether the distribution of wiwfr
from th- falls and the mines will al
ways remain in the hands of eorMra
t ions of capitalists is a problem t hat t he
future must decide. There is no de
lning. however, lhat the object lesson
of the universal public use of natural
forces will lie a powerful one from a
collect ivist mt of iew. and should ar.y
state (a.s yoniing or I'tah. for ex
ample) undertake the distribution of
electric power, as cities distribute ga-1
ami water, the experiment would lie
watched with the grcatert interest by
the whole civilized world. John T.
Prr.iuhall, in Leslie's Weeklv.
"tl lrr l-s Lmp Niagara.
Prof. Erankland told some very Mitei
estiug tilings about inicrolies in water
during a recent lecture at the PoaI
institute. lie said that these little or
ganisms sent into the Niagara river
from the sewers of PulTalo take
the tremendous leap over the gieat
falls, and pass through the fi-arful tur
moil of the rapids and whiilpoojs 1 e
neath with little or no h:-rm. Put aft'-r
they have reached the placid waters of
Lake Ontario they rapidly erish. a:;d
almost entirely disappear. This and
many other similar facts were adduced
to show that quiet mbs:'-enee in undis
turbed water is far more fatal to bac
terial life than, the most violent agita
tion in contact with atmospheric air.
Hence Prof. Erankland argues that the
storage of water in reseroirs is an ex
cellent method of freeing it from mi
crobes. Youth's Companion.
War Itogs.
In German military maneuvers of
tlus year, dogs will lie used in the an.
'iidance department. At the command
"M-i-k," accompanied by a gesture in
dicating the direction in which the
se.iieh is to lie made, the trained dog
goes oh" to the field, tinds the wound
ed m ill, returns with a cap. helmet or
a piece of clothing, brings this to thei
ambulance men. and then returns with
them to the spot at which the wound
ed mac lies. Detroit Free Press.
TOMS WIDOW.
BY ANA SIIIKLDS.
"Ye-es," uaid Mrs. Craige, as we sat
sewing in her cozy sewing-room, "uiost
folks Dot ice that tidy."
The tidy in question was a uight
mare vision, a combination of gaudy col
ors never to lie fouud excepting in those
horrors devised by the economical to
use up "odds and nds." It was made
of canvas, and bits of zephyr wool, left
from more ambitious pieces of work,
were sewed in tiell-mell, without regard
to color, in a set black that -was
enough to set anybody's teeth on edge.
"Io do you admire it?" I asked,
fearful of giving offense by plain speak
ing. The old lady took off her spectacles,
wiped them, put them on again. leaned
her head on one side, and said, slowly
and gently, in a voiee mild as new milk:
"My deoir, 1 think it's the anost unut
terably hideous object I ever beheld
in the whole, 70 years of my life. No
lody could have made that tidy but
Tom's widow."
"Oh!" I said, not knowing exactly
how to answer, for Mrs. Craig" was al
most a stranger to me. My husband,
who was a missionary preacher, was
making a lecturing tour and Mrs.
Craige. an influential member of the
Evanstown congregation, had invited
me to stay with her and rest from much
weary travel. I was soon made to feel
at liome in the dear old lady's motherly
care, but it is easily understood that I
could know nothing of herself or her
neighlvors and family excepting what
she chose to tell me.
"You do not know who Tom's widow
was, my dear." she said, presently, as I
stitched in respectful silence; "how
should you? Tom was my son; one of
my son.s I should say, for I had nine,
end fur daughters, tlioughyou ftnd me
alone. Some are dead, some air mar
ried, but all who are living have their
own lvomcs and families. Tom went to
California and started a business; he
married there, and when he died it was
natural for me to suppose that his
widow would remain in her own home,
among her ow n people. Tom was not
30 when he died, and I knew she was
very much younger. Put one day when
I w as grieving, as mothers w ill, my dear,
for my son. there walked in a little
mite of a figure that I should have taken
for a child but for the heavy widow's
draperios. She came straight to me,
lifted her veil, and, looking out. of a
air of liaby blue eye straight into my
face, said:
"'I am Daisy, dear mother. Tom's
widow. I am all alone in the world, but
Tom said he was sure if I came to you,
J on would lie good to me.
"I took her straight nto my heart,
the little, winsome darling, and I 1ovm
her as my own. So. my dear, if I tell
vou of my trials w ith her, do not think
it was from want of love."
1 was sure it was not. for the dear old
lady's voice was full of tenderness.
"It w s louely for her for one thing."
said Mrs. Cr.i4ge, "f.-r her mourning,
and it was a deep-hearted sorrow, kept
her secluojed; and as there was no need
for her to employ herself usefully, she
liegan to plan delightful surprises for
me. She was tossessed by a very de
mon for fancy work. While she exer
cised it upon sofa cushions and foot
stools with distorted dogs and dislo
cated cats embroiiK-red in Deri in wool
iiHu titeru, I endured in patience, al
though my old-f-ishioped ideas were
certainly amazed at the sums Daisy
spent. on materials. Tom had left her
well provided for, and as she had noex
Iense here, her iocket-money was a
vory handsome income. As I said, Td'id
not object to the poor little lonely
child taking all the pleasure she could
find in embroidering hideous designs
on canvas, and putting the results in
the most conspicuous places in the
house, but this mild form of her mania
scon gave place to the desire to tx
eel in every species of work that came
up to- waste the money and time of
id le w omen. This old house, w hich was
ia my husband's family before the rev
olution, is full of treasures endeared to
us by age and association, and our
tailors and travelers have added many
a relic to the ornaments and furniture.
Ihe first piece of vandalism that I was
e.eeted to admire, and secretly
groaned over, was the potichomanie
transformation of a pair of Venetian
glass vases that my son Henry brought
from Europe, for me. They stood in
the spare room, and neer was a serv
ant allowed to touch them, the ex
quisite, fragile beauties! Imagine my
horror when Daisy exultantly led me
to the room ami displayed her handi
work. My lovely vases! Inside of each
one was pasted a colored landscape cut
from aiier, over which a garland of
leaves was varied by bunches of grajies,
currants, cherries, flowers, birds ami
butterflies. Then the inside was plas
tered with blue paint. What was on my
tongue was never spoken, for the. blue
eyes dan-ed with delight at my sup
osed pleasure, and bow could I be
cross to Tom's widow?"
"Could you never get it off?" I asked,
pitifully.
"Never. My vases were ruined. The
next rea I ly dread f u I deed, varied by at roc
ities of minor imiortanee. was Daisy's
discovery of my greatgrandmother's
wedding-dress, a white-brocaded satin
that we cherished far more than any
old gold, but which Daisy ruthlessly
cut into pincushions, embroidering
each one and producing them triumph
antly for a Christmas surprise. The
girls were here my girls and my
sons and tlwir wives, and there arose
such a howl as sent the wee blue-eyed
mite to my arms in sheer terror. It
was at that party that Willie Norman,
whose brother is my Kate's husband,
first saw Daisy. I a wig after the others
had forgotten the pincushions, I saw
Willie in a comer with Daisy, evident
ly consoling her. Two lahies, togetb
f r, my dear, though Willie is tlie dear
est fellow! He came over quite often
after tha (they live at Fernwood. ten
miles from here), and was kind enough
to discover all sorts of latent talent in
Daisy for decorating- everj-thiug with
in reach. What 1 suffered from the
dccalcomania fever neier can be de
serilied. "1 can imagine it. I had five sisters,
and we were all smitten." 1 said. "What
started as a. tieauty to cover unsightly
sjiots soon became a frenzy ! My moth
er came to the rescue at last and
scrubbed away every inch.
NUMBER 1G.
"Willi,. 1 .Trui ..1.1 ,, .
" s me designs
to be found, and carried the china she
deoorated (?) to be linked! Oh mV
dear! The tea set made in Canto,', for
Mr. Craige,' grandmother's wedding
present, with g-lt monograms ami
quaint handles to the cups, all different
was decorated, carried off by Willie the
horribUs pictures all baked in and then
presented to me for . birthday riff,
1 could not tell you half, no. m,t the
twentieth iart of the dreadful destruc
tion. You can see, dear, that the house
is finished inside with oak, to wbioh
not a brush bad ever been touched
but years of rubbing, waxing and pol
ndiing have made like glass. We pride
ourselves, I assure you, upon our oak
finish."
"And well you may.- I taid. "I l,aVe
admired it more tUan I can tell you."
"Then you can imagine my consterna
tion when 1 came home, after a fort
night's isit to my daughter. Marian,
to find Daisy was painting Lite loor
of the dlning-ioom in, jkanels. W 11 e
had put on the first coat all over two
doors white paint, my dear! The
panels were in red, blue, gren.ye!low
each r different color and upon each
a different design. Such spiky grass!
t.uch stiff leaves, that looked as if thev
were cutout of tin! such wooden hirds.
that looked as if their w ings were held
apart w ith a skewer! such staring ro-s,
flaringxvithred paint
" 'Such an altogether!' " I quoted, as
the dear old lady paused.
"I groaned in spirit, but consoled my
self by hoping- that some new- fancv
w-ould spare my grand old oaken doors.
And my hopes were verified. Daisy
tired of panel painting when the diii-inp-roora
was finished, and last spring
I had the doors planed down. Thev
are a little tainner. but will polish up
to the old toi.e in time,
"Put after tiiat day Willie was more
cautious about her undertakings,
though more devoted to her. She hsui
leeai w ill; u.e then nearly three years,
and she Iiad recovered from her first
grief. She was very young, not 2o
when Tom died, and looking like a lit
tle girl. So wheai she shyly ventured
upon a w.hite dress and some blue ril
bons, and came down to tea looking
frightened at her ow n temerity, I said,
lovingly:
"'What a pretty dress, and how pretty
my Daisy looks in it.
"You don't think it is forgetting
Tom. do you? she asked, with quiver
ing lips,
" 'I am quite sure you w ill never for
get Tom, I said, kindly, for she was
trembling all over, 'but I am as sure that
Tom loved you too well to wish youi
young life spent in mourning, even for
him. It is natural for you to be joyous,
dear, and nothing gives me so much
pleasure as to hear you sing or see you
smile.
"She had leen wearing her blue rib
bons for some months when the scrap
picture and card-collecting lunacy
started. 1 bore iny portion of the
martyrdom as valiantly as I could. I
saw a priceless old Chinese jar that was
an heirloom plastered over w ith tuitter
flies and grotesque heads, and var
nished, and did not faint; I endured
patiently when a costly Japanese vase,
a present from a dear old friend, shired
the same fate; but at last the tradition
al straw was laid upon the camel's
back."
I looked at the dear old face, lighted
by a half-comical twinkle of the eyes,
and wondered where such angelic pa
tience could have given way.
"One of my boys, said the old lady,
"my Paul, w as a surgeon in the navy,
and from every voyage he brought me
treasures that became sacred when he
sailed away and never returned.
Amongst thes doubly precious posses
sions was a sandal-wood table, a mas
terpiece of carving, with a top polished
like marble. The heavy center-leg
branched off into feet of carved leaves,
supporting the center, which was
carved into exquisite garlands of
flowers, twisted round a tree trunk.
But the beauty of the. wood itself was
the only ornament of the flat top.
"The table stood in a small room off
the parior. that was seldom used, unless
we had company, and I never imagined
it in any danger until, coming rather
unexpectedly from a walk. I saw- Wil
lie's head and Daisy's bent over it. I
hurried into the room. Oh. my dear!
the whole beautiful top was covered
with hideous advertising cards nailed
on with brass-bended tacks.
"Oh, mother.. Daisy cried, 'don't
come in! It is not finished.
'How dare you touch that?" I cried,
and then cried like a baby. 'Paul's
table! I sobbed. 'You have ruined it!'
"It was the first time I bad ever
spoken harshly to her, and she was like
a child.
" 0b, Willie. she said, 'she is angry,
and I thought she would be so pleased.
"Willie was equal to the emergency.
He took her in his arms, and cried, in
great indignation:
"'It's a shame! Don't cry, Daisy!
Oh, Daisy, be my wife, and you may nail
scrap pictures on every table in my
house.
"Did you ever hear of such a pro
posal? Two babies, my dear. Bait
they have been very happy, and there is
not any aesthetic horror wanting in
their home. Storks on one leg. reeds,
sunflowers, lilies, dadoes and friezes.
But there is a third baby now. nearly a
year old. I expect to hear of that in
fant in classic costume, with a lyre in
her bands, some day; but I can beer it.
My responsibilities came to an end
when Daisy ceased to be Tom's widow."
X. Y. Ledger.
Reyel Saree.
The queen of Portugal kills tedium
and wins popularity by persevering in
her medical vocation. She goes regu
larly to the dispensary for children
that she founded. On arriving she
dons a nurse's uniform and proceeds
to serious work. The managers are the
Daughters of St. Catherine of Siena.
The queen at first showed herself a
coward when surgical operations were
expected, but has steeled herself to
suffering, and now holds on her knees
little patients while in the surgeon's
bands. Albany Argus,
Laft oat la tka Colli.
"Jacques, how is it you never bring
any good marks home from school?"
"Oh. pap, there are such a lot of u
that when my turn comes there are
none left," La Famille.
Baalaaaa Itena, Dr.t Inaeraoa. tDa. aa-
Stray and ilallw Kouiii J
"Ke,0ntiooi or proeaeanunt tiTiTiciiua
2S.
Hll Tm.mJ"X Pld '- at adTortlaaaMa.
don tja.ioTt "M
RECENT INVENTIONS.
In a recently designed door lock b
key tts into the end of the doorknob
and there is no ot her keyhole.
A newly-patented penholder oouwtt
of a small cap to slip over the end o
the forefinger. In tha end of whiok
the peu is fastened for usa.
To keep the baby cool while riding ka
his coach a fan is fastened to aa upright
roI. w hich is geared to the wheel below,
to turn as the coach movca.
Extension leaves for sew ing machLneaj
are cotnjiosed of a flat piece of metal
or wood, with tlie edes turned under
the drop leaf, on which it slides.
For the prevent ion of dust on car wfc
dows a V-shaped trough is placed p
rignt in front of each w indow to eatoh.
the dust and cinders, the opening- being-
toward thei enp-ite.
A neat thread-cutter for sewing ma
chines that is always in it place oobv
sists of a very small pair of scissors fas
tened to the push plate in the proper
I-isition to cut lnith threads at oace. 1
The newest design in paddle-whtwwa
for steamers can lie fully rubmerged ha
the water, as the blades are turned with
the flat side to the boat as they ra
and with the edge to the boat aalhey
descend.
A new car seat w hich can be used aa
a berth has the back of each seat h
two sections, pivoted at the top and
swinging upward to form the upper
berth, the seat o-ning out below to
form the lower lierth.
A fifth wheel for wagons which wSI
not run dry has its under section hol
lowed out to hold the oil. the upper sec
tion resting in it, and both beingcurred
on a line w ith the center of the king
bolt. Globular matches for use in an auto
matic cigar-lighter are little balls of
phur and phosphorus, the lighter seis
ing one' and igniting it when a levar
is pressed, an ejector removing- the
waste iortion after use.
A Russian has invented a rivet feedkkg
and drivikg machine, w hk-h is composed
of a reservoi r for the rivets, a feed whuta
and a plunger, run by power and con
trolled by a foot lever, to driwe the taeka
or rivets and fasten them.
SHE REMEMBERED.
When George Waahlaajtoi
Taraot
Ui tae (.aa.
Apropos of WatJiington. w hose birtal
day has just been celebrated, a quaint
story is told concerning an. old ith. m my
w ho was din-oxered in his native tows,
of Fredickslnirg and who coitld not
hae been born when the general died.
Mrs. Pickett, the w idow of (ien. Pickett,
of southern fame, told it with a hearty
appreciation ot its meriL: "She was act
old woman in a liusey-woolsey petti
coat and a bright turiion, and we found
her in one of our jauntsaround theoltj
aitd took a kodak picture of her. Oo
of the t-omjiany asked her in fun 11 she
rememliered Washington you see, ahe
was very old. "Deed and 'deedy I do.
miss,' she answered, glibly. "Perhape
you were one of his nurses, mammy 7
Dat am jess so, missy I nussed kins,
when hewasaleetlemiteerbaby. Oh.
then, you must have known about the
cherry tree?" But she did not, and t
was explained to her and ahe listened
with much interest. 'Is don kosw
not Liu' 'bout no cherry tree. miMy, baa
1 'metiers "zactly when his maw found
him in her room an de gas a-buruln.
'cause he done turn it on. 'Did be teU
her he turned it on, mammy?" "Deed
au dredy, he did, foh he nebber tole bo
lie." 'But mommy, there w asn't any gas
in those days. "Yes. dere was, hooey;
I "members dat, too. It was deoiuVad
t hat old mammy had leen the servant ot
some George Washington, but not oar
own immortal George, and she was left
to enjoy her j.H-uliar delusion undis
turbed." WAYS TO COOK VEGETABLES.
Potato Fritters. Grate ten large
sized potatoes, add three liearen eggs,
three tablesKouf uls. of flour, and ooa
tablesioouf ul of salt; mix well. Drop
into hot fat.
Potatoe Omelet.- Fry a small onfcoa.
sliced, in a tablesiioor.ful of butter; fill
the pan art full of cold, sliced Mtatoea;
salt and icper; pour over them beaaen
eggs. Bake until it is a solid cake.
Carrot Fritters. lieat two imall,
trailed carrots to a pulp; add four heav
en eggs, Ktir in a half cupful of floor,
moisten w ith a little cream, salt to taste,
and fry by dropping by spoonfuls into
hot fat
Cauliflower Omelet. Take the white
part of a lUed cauliflower; chop K
small, mix with it a sufficient quantity
of well-beaten egg. and season. Put it
into a well Jjuttetvd, shallow pan, and
bake in a quick oven.
Asiaragus Omelet. Boil some tender,
fresh-cut asiaragus in a very litaJe
water with a small lortion of salt; chp
it fine; mix it with four well-beatent
eggs; add two tablespoon fula of sweet
cream. Fry in hot butter.
Cabloge Pudding. Boil cabbage ait
til well cooked; set aside to cool and
drain. When cold, chop fine; add twei
liea ten eggs, a tablespooof ul of batter,
a half cupful of sweet milk, pepper and
salt. Stir together, put into a buttered
pudding dish and bake kroaiL I arUi a
World.
Pleated Tar Msata.
At Interlaken. Switaerland, on Hie
deep alluvial soil deposited by the riv
ers which came down from the great
Iernese Oberland. a monastery and
nunnery were founded in 1130. The
monks planted a grove of walnuts about
their buildings and a long avenue con
necting the cloister with the nelgidtor
ing village of Aarmuehle. I'ney had
learned from the east and south, aa
doubt, the value of the rich, fruity eit
yielded by the walnuts, and te this day
it is pressed in quantities her and Tr i-t
as a substitute for olive oil. The w si
nut trees still survive, hoary with auge.
picturesqueand venerable, they now line
the fashionable promenade. Hoheweg.
w here the whole world throngs to pay
homage to the Jungfnau, crowned wittta
her eternal snows. To-day, within the
walls of the old cloister, the present
Kries Forester, of InterlaVen, has es
tablished a little "plant school. where
ail sorts of seedlings are grown, to be
used in the work of protecting tat
flanks of the mountaine against tor
rents from melted snow. Thus tits
monks builded better than they knew,
and, in a certain sense, the modern for
ester here is their lineal successor.