The Centre reporter. (Centre Hall, Pa.) 1871-1940, March 01, 1883, Image 6

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    Zaandam Windmills.
Zaandam is rather an boportant
place. Ships and boats are built there,
many win lmills thresh the alr with
their white arms grind every
sort of thing that can be ground, and
waen they don’t do that they
and pump water,
fearfaliv rich: at every jaunty
came to guide stopped
press on us some notion of its owner's
wealth. A! these rich people are
windmillers.'® He could speak tolera-
ble English so we were spared the wild
when expressive of
auld
uw wood
villa we
4
ol Us 10 in-
pantomime whieh,
four hundred
considerable room
We were ferried over the watery avenue
which to the
thoroughfare of the town,
the mills, sure enough, miles of them
some four, I think-—-on each side of the
windmills, takes some
in a village street,
he
SECIS really
eye could reach, It looked like a lesson
the exact
If
from
imperspective to try for
ishing point.
siie: to
milly side,
come to Zaandam, and be surfeited for-
any
H«l'and its wind-
see
ever after, all seem to be thriv-
ing and flourishing,
windmilly town does fl
a flourishing point
They
too: and
lourish,
view) a thing
to lack
of
to remember. It seems
fulness, if one cares for it.
an active ten perament it is highly
stimulating, It is
ol
not the
in Ince
meoney or absent-minded person,
there
wind-sail, less
The
iety
ed by the merry nn on
is somewh it alert. seems to be
an unfatl omable vax of indiv
taste
orati
were
wash
then
in the matt
I'hey
or
is
nearly bid ht
of every known |
None of
tones here
1
some of hese
all as paint
HE
the esthetic faded-leal
: 3
either, but good, riotous,
roar nz reds, oreens and blues
seemed to sit at onee on
anv
of “broken tints’ ‘or melting combina-
tions.’ Somehow they seemed to get
the right tone under t!
blue haze that hangs so often over the
lan in Holland.
their little
down to the
scape
¢
gardens running
flower
river’
5 edge, :
summer-house overhanging the water
with its inevitable little motto
sive of the owners's sweet content,
“Lust in Rust,”
looks like bud and
It only means rustie
Van Dunk and fi
the ev
pin: t wir
the fiog=,
which at first sight
improper
shades
smoking
ena,
beverages
———
A Shakinz Mountain
About three months
miners
Monte Amaro, tle Bitter mountain
in north m Chili. Near ¢ top of
mountain they found i
whieh they had heard marvel
—the E ¢ 0 the Gold,
poetic
appomt
ing had
descend, so the
fire
ago 4 nuinoer
rom San Francisco explored El
na Ine Was examine tis
fin Even-
crept on and it was
Calif rn
sogv lk
a4 TOCK
ans light. d a
Mien near the summit
ht, A
wind was blowing from t
there to pass the nig fun
f
Atamaca, sudden wind
dropped ; an unnatural calm and silence
followed,
desert of iy the
mur as from a distant,
people. swelling to a grinding, crushing
sound. A slight shiver ran
the solid mountain,
more positive, rocking The
men got upon their feet as quickly
possible, but in another moment
were shaken down, One of
pectors says that the mountain seemed
about to sink beneath them, A horrid
roar prevaded all space, and Monte
Amargo bellowed like the wind-stirred
surface of the ocean. The men
seized w th dreadful navsea snd indes-
eribable feeling of despair, T.e fright-
ful phenomenon lasted less than a haf
minute, and when it was over earth and
sky were as peaceful as ever. They
had experienced **A trembler,”” said to
be worse on the Bitter mountain than
t any other known place,
angry
suceeded
motion.
as
all
the pros.
were
Ccmgiliments,
“If 1 owned that land of vours,’' sug-
gested a florid gentleman bubbling over
with good advice, “I'd cut it up in
building Jota, sell ‘em and make enough
to live easy the rest of my life.” *‘And
if I was sure you had as much faculty
to manage your own business as you
have faculty to give advice to others, I
would lend you that $1,500 you asked
for yesterday.” And the train rolled
on and the florid gentleman changed his
Boat
rd
Comets and the Chinese.
The appearance within the last two
years of two corets, says Nature, has
becn regarded as a most menacing por-
tent by Cuinese politicians, Their re.
semblance to flaming swords is consid).
er.d as emblematical of vengeance ol
Heaven on an unworthy nation,
The Rivals
It was young Count Linden’s twenty-
first birthday, and a grand fancy-ball
was being given in his honor at his
father’s country-house in Schloss Mar-
burg, in Westphalia. Among the cava-
liers, every one noticed Conrad von
Rosenhain, a handsome young fellow of
two-and-twenty, straight and lithe, who
in his costume borrowed from the court
of Louis XV, attracted the brightest
eyes in the room,
The fourth quadrille was under way,
and Conrad with, a pretty little Alsatian
was trying his wit
of all
young
came
mid-
tapped him
in a sepul-
to the amusement
who overheard, But to the
presently a sudden chilling shock ;
way in the dance some one
the shoulder
on and said,
“Make yourself scarce as s00n as pos-
have a long rip in the back
tes
you
of your stoc King !
The horror of that moment was over-
he, the hero of the ball, changed to an
one were rude
flimsy
Von
to laugh !
products of all
Raging at the
looms,
the
Soe one
modern
Rosenhain dashed through
It was al
that the
tll-room restrained thei
did. They
probably laughing at him now, confound
them! A told him that
restore order to his toilet,
rent, and he wondered people
merri-
11
ment as well as they were
man in livery
a long corridor
pushing ertain door
would find one of the
would take
Ky
imly-lighted apartment
} is is
alldrawn
Was no
velvet
**I have mi
HInse)
and the girl
girl,
up frightened.
Pray do not be 4!
advancing, “I was sent in search
mend a rent in
mended
i
and rose feet.
offe
Ling,
scarcely touching Conrad's arm rexd
i assistance,
“I am much obliged to
Very vou."
Young man, in earnest tones,
“and 1-0
“Oh,
trifle !
such a
have done as
go back to the
with whom you
mind thanks for
wot ld
never
Any
Now
tian
one
much,
little
You mas
peasant
Von Rosenhain seemed in no hurry
tO go,
“So you have seen me before my an
pearance here this evening ? Surely [
see you for the first tine now ? he said,
wonderingly,
“Yes, | was among the lookers-on in
the gallery, near the musicians, and 1
watched you particularly during the
hour that I was allowed to stay, My
aunt declares that I am too young to
appear at the ball as a guest—do you
not think it a shame ? 1 shall be six-
teen next birthday, and I love dance
ing 1”?
*It is an unpardonable shame I" ex-
claimed Conrad excitedly, as he looked
into her plain ive, violet eyes, dewy
with tears, “‘I will go and beg your
aunt to let you come, Describe her to
me and I will search till 1 find her,”
“Pray do nothing of the kind, Herr
von Rosenhain,” sald the girl, laying
ber pretty hand on Conrad’s sleeve ; ‘it
is kind of you--very kind--to interest
yourself in me ; but it is toe late now,”
“IF must do as you wish, of course,"
returned Conrad reluctantly. ‘‘How-
ever, it flatters me that you cared to
discover my name,”’
“You would like to know mine, I
suppose,’ she said with a saucy smile §
but I am not going to tell it to you,
Call me Penelope, or one of the Fates,
or any one who sits working Lusi y
while others are amusing themselves,
romance about me. Now leave me,
beg of you, 1 hope you will enjoy the
remainder of the ball, and I am very
glad I have been of service to you.”
“1 thank you heartily,’ said Conrad,
pressing oue of her soft white hands
gallantly to his lips.
Upon his return to the ball-room the
festivity seemed to have lost all its
charm for Conrad von Rosenhain ; the
guests’ voices were noisy and discordant
compared with the low, girlish tones to
there was not a face in all the throng
that did not pale before the delicate
loveliness of the one he had seen bend-
ing over the heap of colored silks in the
little boudoir,
The next day
Schloss Marburg ;
dark
the news spread
for
like
Wis a one
striken down with a violent fever, and
frightened
disperse with all possible haste.
guests were begged to
Yon
Rosenhain was obliged to take his de-
with the others, much though
he yearned to find out who his benefac-
of childisl
and lovely pink-tintad face
dreaming ever
fLress was, whose I Violet eyes
he
would
had been
since. It have
been heartless to pursue his investiga-
he could
stricken
and
stay and be a burden upon the
time, not
house,
A few weeks later (
hain,
youth,
onrad von Rosen-
brave
the
the
together with many anothes
was called upon to assist in
his fatherland against
de fea 108 of
French, and in the excitement of army
Yrysd i
unknown who had so
facinated him.
In an engagement
Lirehfelt 1.
ounded in the
ent,
enough t
‘N aver ¥4
the little
declared Conrad, retain
ng
hand so frankly
Hi
“How odd t
{
ii
by ¢
+3 ¥ $ i s £F
{Hal we shoud mel again,
quite ance! But you do not
myself
I am
here
know me. [1 must introduce
because | am vour hostess,
and 1
now,
Daphne von Remsthal, live
with my father.”
vea0 al
of the
fair unknown who helped me oul of my
last I know the name
very unpleasant predicament at Count
Marburg’s ball !
have asked myself in vain thousands
It isa (question that 1
of
times since,’
It is astonishing how much these two
who had met before but once
found to say to each in the old
garden, and the summons to luncheon
came all too soon. From this day on
the invalid soldier found nothing so ben-
efic.al for his health as a stroll in the
shrubbery, even when the weather
ecmed to others unpropitious: and
Praphne, a8 hostess, could not but chat
with her guest when they met,
The two were sitting one day near an
old moss-grown sun dial at the end of
the garden walk, and pretty
tableau they matle-—she with a bright
color in her cheeks, ber light curly hair
tossed about her forehead, and ber eyes
like diamonds, and he with enough pal-
lor-—the result of his illness—~to lend a
new interest to his face, and his fine
figure set off by his uniform. Daphne
bad gathered a tiny bunch of winter
violets, and was showing her treasures
to Conrad, who bent his head over hers
to see them, when both were startled by
a volee saying, in not the gestiest of
tones ;
“Lieut, von Rosenhain, you are very
imprudent to sit in this damp garde
while you are still an fnvalid, Daphne,
you will accompany me tothe house, as
Fraulin Lindes, your governess, seen
to have deserted you, ''
Daphne arose with a frightened look
never
other
A very
y
ruthlessly broken
tete with Conrad,
The next day Lieut. von Rosenhain
took his stroll in the garden alone,
Towards evening he was requested to
honor Faron von Remsthal with a visit
in his study, The baron received the
young man with elaborate politeness,
and proceeded to tell him that a sum-
mons had come for him to rejoin his
regiment ; he would regret losing so
agreeable a guest from his house, but
it could not be helped,
“By.
man,
in upon her tete-a-
the-way,”’ continued the old
to be betrothed
mine,
to a distant cousin of
Hugo von Pleyel, a man consid-
erably her senior, but of excellent char-
acter, and possessed of 4 handsome for-
tune,
It is an unspeakable relief to me
to know that my
cure,
But
either new !
alas dreams
of
with
for the fond
He, a
no other property in the world than his
i
young officer,
horse and sword, could ill offer himself
rich Baron von
Remsthals were on
How the
er who was to
the
when the Von
verge of bankruptey.
this
as rival to Pleyel
the
Young
hated
man strang
bear off the pm he so
Ast “ I ol
summer-honse
yearned for!
girogie past a half-ro
from the avenue,
sobbing reached another
moment he stood
clasping both Daphne’
nitol
and looking dowd }
eyes with a world of
his own
‘Am
building
is, the aban
ily, Ri
1 of books.
‘The plas i
eYeryil
ban piunder il.
As do 3 |
of books ou the dying flames,
not bad
arimful
the dea i
“ Bring
and soon the campfire burned merrd
hore
fod DY SC01v8 Of pric © eas old volumes,
“A pity—a great pity ; bint our men
ivi g wrap-
near Von Rosenbain.,
piercing dark eyes,
but his
as ans
free te FA da Ta.
his cloak,
curiously
CEN
Iw a
He had
aud a mustache nearly white;
figure ithe
youth's, .
Yon Rosenhain watched him narrow.
and wondered that Le had not seen
Wis and active
ly,
him before,
Presently Conrad leaned forward,
and with his saber idly raked a
vellum-bound book towards him out of
the burning pie. It was a velume of
Dante's Inemo with the date 1530,
Un the fiy-leaf were these
faded fnk—**Duphne, de
Louis,
“ Daphne,” said Conrad, half to him-
self-—**an unusual mame, aud a very
pretty one too.”
“1 am glad you like it," observed the
dark-eyed stranger at his side; “it is
the name of the girl who is to be my
wife,’
Conrvad looked at the man in silence,
The idea took sudden possession of him
that his hated rival was before him:
but he could not bear to hear the truth
from the man’s own lips,
On the first opportunity that offered,
asked one of the men who the tall
officer was with the eagle eyes and gray
mustache,
“That is Col. Hugo von Pleyel,” » a8
the reply,
The next night it was necessary to
send an important message to a certa
point three miles distant, The way lay
through the village, and was da geous
as many French soldiers were skuiking
about. Conrad Vin Rosénhain was
ittie
sou ani
enough it fell to the lot
Pleyel to accompany him,
At dark the two men set forth on
their dangerous errand, the elder know-
ing little of the hate for him in the
younger one’s breast. On the way
they spoke Httle, and followed
other in the darkness us well as they
could, Passing through a narrow gate-
at the end
tosenhain’s
of Col. vou
Wily
Von
struck on the ground,
“Who goes there 7
volee in French,
report of
“Foolish
of the village street,
sword slipped and
called a grufl
followed by the
ve1,
fellow to waste
in the dark 1”? said
a mus}
his bullet
aiming (Conrad
himself,
Outside the village the danger was
over, and Von Rosenhain having wan-
dered out of hear ing of pis companion,
hurried on alone,
x 0
on
delivered his ms
the The
Col.
RATE,
camp,
for
next
inquiring vou
stonish
Won.
level, Conrad heard to his a
ment that he
had not returned,
dering, he set out again over the
that they had traversed together on the
We were wondering at you
» was about to BAY,
on his
stone-dead
brain,
Von Rosenhain remembered
A Waather Item.
vost 144
bef re
Lie]
COTS
#3 id mb,
sad thourhits of
atmosphere that
4
4
his last
the mel
byt *
suns
Chas
became
rift
the voung
HO Li HY IAs
woom'T man, who has
while Wiis i i
Lae OCs BL Boose,
who is more {i
umn of
the wake of fleeting time
gravestrewn field of ew
upon the poscibilitios of fortune or in
maiden,
own in the ¢ sols marching
in
FOOLY, Isiiinies
vitatious wo
events,
beautiful snow
cinotions and thoughts too
bie to
as the above,
the approaching social
the presence of th
rise hosts of conflicting
and out of
nnumera-
be stacked mto so sami] a spa
-—
How a Danish Judge Checked
Perjury.
A Danish eolonial magistrate, for
whose exceptional character and ability
we ean vouch, once made a grimly
comic experiment in this direction, and
upen this principle. He was appalied
by the endless perjuries committed in
cases before him, determined to stop
them, and did. He, of course; said
nothing of his method, but an English
friend seated beside him on the bench
noticed that whenever a witness told a
palpable lie he jumped, He asked the
reason, and the magistrate, after a can.
tion, revealed his secret. “My orderly
s auds behind the witness, and when
ever IL put my left hand to wy ear that
indicates that the evidence is false and
he runs a pin into him, [It is a well-
known fact to the many who will recog.
nize this story that the sting of eon-
science in this material form proved
effectual, and that the magistrate who
died honored throughout Denmark in
three years turned Alsatia into one of
the most orderly and law-abiding of
cammunites, He could always get the
The Fair Sex.
——
The richest treasure a man ever gets
in this world is 4 good wife, The poor-
est investment hie ever mukes is a poor
no matter how much money she
Marriage is a transaction which
sliould be removed as far as possible
value of either party.
The happiest hones everywhere have
ihe onied
after marriage.
that
Nothing is
a good wife in the
4 money-earner as is
who toils with hand or
JOuUNg
“Marry for love and
riches,” It oid
but will
earnings
than
the husband
brain, hie best otio for every
woinan is,
for may be an
ides, of hones
few y
5H.
has
itted
vole
The preju-
Women to the front. Oregon
8 to be suban
ng
all offices in thal State,
woilnen to
0) 44
for
people, allow
against women occupying offices
oe
This is especially
with
Wilh
years roll by.
educa.
iggi-
He in connection
Women are now ek
mal matters,
officers i MIs, Towa,
inia. Massachusetts, Michi-
New York Peo
Wyoming, and to any
Slate
law
il
HIIECROLA,
155 i-
Vermont
Wi
aent, In
5 i # 4
Lu except that of
Mississ
CONSE
ppt Lhe
that at least man shall
a member of the State board of edu-
cation. But conservative England is
cyigl
Aldi
WoInen
voted
COUnLYy,
Lave always
, Once a favorite dan-
Berlin,
Ore rman
The
dancers,
Ital
aid ok
i's toes.’
i, 15 she
hears asd
NANO Piavel
OVER hier
HOZeDs Of 8 go ire sO
play
4
VO
w like
-
Remarkable Freservaticns.,
Was
Tied
hat of Th found
in such perfect preservation that it
xhiliged for tl pace of eight
in the bowl eX
raced from the vault o hie: B
was
was
montis
act
mrbons
was tl y irs . and it wus exe
hited during which
» face, Un the
of Louis XIII,
Medicis, Anne
Therese and Louis
Louis XIV... were
The bx dy of Louis Xin
preservaiion: that of
ofthed «pat tla k. The
und Isai]. of Ba-
Lontained nothing but
dry boues, The towb of Dagobert was
In light. Ti « Lexy of
this King and his queen Nathiide Ly
together enveloped in silk. The king's
bead was severed from the Lody ; the
head of the queen was missing. The
customs of the people, in Dagobert’s
time must have made it a sather stir
thing Ww be a king.
take I
"Wsls Welle
he bodies
iH Marie de
Austria, Marie
Prauphin, son of
in good
iis X1V,
Vila, is consort
Ope Led fuel
ring
i -—
The Prattier’ 8 Conquest.
One of our daisies, little Hattie R—,
is a precocious child, and remembers all
she hears. She had been listening to
the schoolgirl talk of her older sister
and some of her young friends, and
treasured up in ber own mind some of
their expressions. Last Sunday she
went to church for the first tine, and
on her return her father asked her what
she did. “I got tired,” she answered
promptly. “And what did you de
then #** “Oh, I mashed the minister 1
replied the infant with perfect gravity.
~Jt is bad policy to wash harmess
with soap, as the potash injures the
leather. If the harness becomes rusty
rub off the dirt as well as possible with
a soft brush and supply a dressing of
grain black, followed with oil or tallow,
which will fasten the collar and make
the leather Wabi,
Wille workmen wore v diaing wid
near Scranton last week they found
thousands of living potate buys fifteen