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HENRY A. PARSONS, Jr., Editor and Publisher.
NIL DESPERANDUM.
Two Dollars por Annum.
VOL. V.
IlIDGWAY, ELK COUNTY, PA., THUESDAY, AUGUST 26, 1875.
NO. 27.
Tho Family Itccoid.
' Ay, write it down iu Mack aud while
The date, the age, the name i
For home Iim never set-mod so dear
As since our baby came.
No child beforo wai half so sweet,
And nover babe ho wise t
And John, the neighbors say, iudocd,
It has its f athcr's eyeB."
"Nay, wife, I'm euro they're like your own ;
The rogue's his mother's boy.
How Btrange that such a tiny form
Can caneo such boundless joy !
And you will have him named for me ?
Coins, think it o'er again ;
For ' John ' is but a homely name "
" Nay, do not drop your pen,
" For ' John ' shall be bis name, my dear.
It is his father's own ;
And though a hundred more were given,
I'll call him that alone.
His father's eyes, his father's face,
His father's form, I'm sure ;
God grant he have his father's heart,
Life's hardships to endure !"
" Well, there, 'tis written down at last ;
The record is complete.
Henceforth wo'U lay our loving hearts
Ueneath our baby's feet.
Ah, wifo, our homo's a humble place
We're humble folks that's true j
But I'm a king with boundless wealth
Iu that yonug rogue and you.
" So, baby, wink and bliuk, my boy,
Your mother's eyes" " Nay, John,
Thoy are his f athor's eyes indeed j
That I insist upon !"
" Weil, be tljut as it may, his mouth
In waiting for a kins,
lio n liKo you there, at least, my dear.
Bay, do I judge amiss V"
A (00l) IXVESTMEXT.
Murk Coleman was au industrious,
I iu ril working young man, who hud bo
gtm tho world with nothing, but who
hml very firmly nettled one thing iu his
mind, which was, that ho would some
day l! rich. Another point was, if pos
sible, still more tirmly settled, namely,
that )io would nover run in debt to the
valuo of iv dollar. Ho had worked hard
for several years, us a journeyman, nthis
trade of eai'iienter, to obtain the means
to erect a Hiuall houso aud shop of his
own. lie had been for soma time attach
ed to an estimable young woman, as poor
iu the world as himself. Their union
had been so long deferred, that both
parties grew impatient for tho time to
ouma. Though only two rooms in the
house were finished so as to be habit
able, they resolved to wait no longer.
But it small sum of money remained to
furnish even these two rooms. But,
scanty as was tho furniture which this
sum would procure, they adhered to
their first resolution not to run in debt,
but to wait until more could bo pro
cured without obtaining it on credit.
One day u visitor was announced nt
their humble home no less a personago
than tho wealthy Mrs. Ives.
" You seem to be setting out right iu
tho world, my young friend," she said,
as she looked around their room. "I
BUppose you intend to be rich one of
these days, and I think you will suc
ceed." " We hope somo day to bo better off
than wo now are," replied Mr. Colemau.
" I know wo have begun life differently
from most young people," he added,
casting his eyes around the scantily fur
nished apartment, " and tho most of
our neighbors think the worse of us
for it. U.it the fact is, wo have both of
us set out with the determination never
to contract a debt."
"I doubt not yon will soon bo ablo
to finish your house nud furnish it neat
ly," said Mrs. Ives, kindly and ap
provingly. "I admire your spirit of
honest independence, and should be
sorry to do anything to wound it. But
we have somo furniture in our garret,
which h.is been stored thero to make
room for more, and if you will accept the
loan of some chairs aud a table until it
is convenient for you to purchaso those
which will suit you better, it will gratify
mo very much to let you have them."
This offer was made with so much
kindness and delicacy, that Mr. Colomau
could not refuse it, or feel wounded by
it. After Mrs. Ives had left, he ex
claimed: "That is what I call a kind-hearted,
true hearted woman. She has made mo
think better of all the world than I did
half an hour ago."
Thin was true. This delicato act of
kindness had stolen the bitterness from
tho heart of tho proud man for proud
ho was, and it had taught him to thiuk
more charitably of all his race.
Years passed on, and Mark Coleman's
dreams of wealth wero more than real
ized. His house was soon finished, aud
neatly furnished, after which lie had no
reason to complain of the shyness of his
neighbors. But he did not remain there
many years. Ho removed to a larger
place, where ho could extend his busi
ness operations. After tho first few
years wealth flowed iu ivpnn him as rap
idly as ho could desire. But it is not
our purpose to follow him through his
course.
Our tale now passes over a period of
some years.. In a pleasant villago, many
miles distant from its opening scone,
stands an old, dilapidated dwelling, of
that peculiar hue which the suns and
storms of three-fourths of a century im
part to tho natural color of wood. This
dwelling is inhabited by a poor widow
und her invalid granddaughter, a girl of
fourteen. Tho couch .of the invalid is
placed iu the most comfortable corner of
tho only comfortable apartment the
dwelling contains. A stand is placed
close by the side of the bed, covered
with a clean white cloth. On this stand
tho widow', a preparing to place their
simple evening meal.
The family were very poor.
This was evident from all the suffer
ings of their humble home, and from
the tone of the young girl as she asked
anxiously :
" Will the food we have last longer
than to-morrow ?"
" I think not," was the reply of the
widow.
" Does not your faith begin to fail
you yet, grandmother?" she asked, as
she looked at her grandmother's coun
tenance. "Why should it, my dear t We have
not reached the extremity yet. ' Man's
extremity is God's opportunity,' you
know."
But the faith of the young girl had
not been strengthened and developed
by a life of discipline and trial. She
knew not how to trust iu an hour so dark
as this. All the evening bIio tossed rest
lessly upon her pillow. Withdrawing
the curtain which shaded the window
near her bed, and looking out, she sud
denlv exclaimed :
" Oh, grandmother I brilliant lights
are gleaming from the windows of tho
great house on the hill. What does it
mean? Tho house has been shut up
ever since we lived hero.
"This reminds mo." said her grand
mother, " of what Mrs. More told me
to-day. She said that n wealthy gen
tleman had purchased the house, and
was moving in."
Alice gazed a few minutes longer at
the bright light gleaming Irom the wm
dows, then, sinking back on her pillow
with a sigh, she snid :
"How cheerful it looks over there I
how different their home from ours !"
Her nged parent read what was pas
ing fh her thought?, and said :
"Alice, my child, do not envy the in'
mates of vender mansion. Our sor
rows, I trust, aro preparing us for a
brighter home than that. There is no
mansion on earth, however pleasant or
richly furnished it may be, into which
siu, suffering, and death have not free
eutrauco. But into the home towards
which we are journeying, neither weep
ing nor wailing can ever enter. How
glorious will be the light of that place,
which has no need of the sun, neither of
the moon to lighteu it, for the glory of
God is the licht thereof.
Another day wore away, and the
widow s little stock ol provisions was
quite exhausted. As evening drew on
she sat by tho bedside of tho invalid,
endeavoring to sustain her by the repe
tition of those sure promises on which
her own soul rested.
The gray twilight was fast deepening
into the dark shades of night, and ob
jects were becoming indistinct, when
I ho widow perceived the figure of a man
approaching her dwelling. She hastened
to light her last candle, anil hail barely
time to do so before a gentle rap sum
moned her to tho door. The door being
opened, a gentleman, opparently about
sixty, entered tho apartment, aud ac
cepted tho widow's courteous invitation
to be seated.
" I hope von will not consider this
call as an intrusion," he said. "I have
now become a neighbor of yours, les
terday I moved into the house yonder
on the hill perhaps you will think I lay
claim to tho privilege of making a neigh
borly call at an early day. But to this
claim I believe I may add another, that
of former acquaintance."
" Indeed." said tho widow, iu a tone
of voice indicating some surprise, while
at tho same time she closely scanned tho
countenance of her visitor, to see if she
could discover auy familiar lineament
thero.
" You do not reooguizo me ?"
"I do not."
" Do you remember a young mechanio
by tho name of Mark Coleman, who was
settled near you when you lived iu
u V
" Oh, yes ; I remember Mark Cole
man very well." ,
" Well, I nm Mark Coleman.
"Is it possible t And you have como
to reside iu tho largo house yonder."
l have, ion are surprisou, but vou
cannot possibly bo moro so than I was
this morning, when asking ono of my
now neighbors who resided here, I was
informed thf.t it was Mrs. Ives, tho
vnlow of the late General Ives.
Mr. Coleman sat for half au hour con
versing of the past and tho present.
His manner was very kind aud respect
ful. Whou rising to leave he said :
" Now, Mrs. Ives, I have one request
to make you. If I should consider it a
duty, and also a great privilege, to re
turn some of tho kiudnesses of former
years, I beg you will not feel oppressed
with the slightest weight of obligation
on that account, but will regard it as
no more than what is justly c'ue."
As Mrs. Ives lighted Mr. Coleman
through tho little hall loading lo the
outer door, ho pointed to a basket,
which unperceived by her ho had de
posited there on entering.
" Hearing you had au invalid grand
daughter," he said, "although it is my
lirst visit, I have ventured to bring
along somo delicacies which may tempt
her appetite."
Mrs. Ives took tliw basket to the bed
side of Alice, and displaying it contents,
said :
" Seo here I my child, wo only asked
for bread, and our Heavenly Father has
given us luxuries which might tempt the
nppotite of an epicure. Shall wo not
trust him for the future ?"
Sinco the time that Mrs. Ives and Mr.
Coleman were formerly neighbor.-, Mrs.
Ives had passod through a long season
of bereavement and losses. Death had
doprivod her of her beloved husband,
and not ono of the dear circle of her
children remained to her. Losses aud
misfortunes had also stripped them of
their ouoe handsome property. All that
was now left to her was one grandchild,
apparently a confirmed invalid, and the
dilapidated dwelling which sheltered
them. This had once been mortgaged
to her husband, and now remained iu
her possession, becauso thoso who had
claims upon tho estate had not thought
it worth lookiug after.
After the night of Mr. Coleman's first
visit, the wants of Mrs. Ives and her
granddaughter were abuudautly supplied
by lrim. Several weeks passed away,
and winter drew near.
"I fear," said Alice to her grand
mother ono night, " that you will never
get through the cold weather, in this
uncomfortable dwelling."
"What! distrusting again, Alice,
when we have been so wonderfully pro
vided for !"
" I know Mr. Coleman is very kind,
and makes us as comfortable as we can
be mode here, but you are aged and in
firm, and never spent a winter iu such
an abode as this."
Mrs. Ives was about to reply, when
Alice, who was lookiug out of the win
dow, exclaimed :
" There comes Mrs. More. I wonder
what has happened. She must have
some news to communicate, for nothing
else would bring her here."
Mrs. More did not keep Alice in sus
pense a grent while, for she hnd not
been seated long when she opened
her budget of news.
"You know," she said, turning to
Mrs. Ives, " that cottage at the foot of
the lull, beyond Mr. Uoleman 8 ?
" Yes, it has beon shut up ever siifce
we lived here.
"It is sold."
" Who has bought it ?"
" Mr. Colemau has bought it. As I
passed the house to-day, 1 saw a largo
load of goods stand beforo the door,
enough to furnish the cottage very neat
so I suppose it will soon be inhabit
ed. Every one is curious to know who
is going to livo there."
Mrs. Ives smiled ns she replied: " If
the goods have come, no doubt the in
mates will shortly follow, so that every
one's curiosity will probably soon be
gratified.
The next day was ono of those beauti
ful days which often occur in tho latter
part of November, and whoso charms aro
partially expressed by the appellation of
" Indian summer." In tho morniug, as
Alice looked from the window, sho call
ed to her grandmother, saying:
"Mr. Coleman's carriage is drivingup
to the door, grandmother.
Mr. Coleman alighted from tho car
nage and entered tho house.
"Come, Alice," said he, "don't you
think you have strength to tako a short
ride ? This day may be the last of our
Indian summer.
Alice was pleased with tho thought of
a ride, though somewhat doubtful if she
were ablo to bear tho exertion.
" I think you can," said Mr. Coleman
" The driver and myself will place
you carefully in the carriage, which is
very easy, and your grandmother snail
go with you."
All this was soon accomplished. As
Mr. Colemau himself entered tho car
riage, ho said:
" You had bettor take a farewell
look at tho old house, Alieo, for it is
not probable that you will over see it
again.
Alice looked at him with a startled
air, which Mr. Coleman porcoiving, said:
"Don't bo alarmed, Alice. If you
should wish to return, I promise to bring
you safely back."
Tho carriage passed up tho gontle
ascent leading to Mr. Coleman's house,
and down again ou the opposito side,
uutil it reached the cottage spoken of by
Mrs. More. It drew up before tho door
of this cottago.
" How do you like your new homo,
Alice ?" asked Mr. Coleman. " I hopo
it pleases you, for your grandmother has
a deed of the place. "
Mrs. Ives looked ut Mr. Colomau in
surprise.
" It is true, madam, and horo is tho
document," said Mr. Coleman, as ho
took a paper from his pocket and placed
it in hor hands. "But wo must not
speak of this now, for Alice is growing
tired."
So saying he let down the steps of tho
carriage, and gently lifting Alice out,
boro her into one of the neat front rooms
of the cottage, and placed her upon a
bed, which had been carefully prepared
for this purpose.
" Oh, Mr. Coleman !" said Alice,
"how kind"
" Now, no thanks, Alice," inter
rupted Mr. Coleman, "for thero is no
call for any. You seo I am going to ask
your grandmother to givo me a title to
tho house you have left, in exchange for
the deed which I have spoken of. As it
is in full view of my own dwelling, and
adds not at all to the beauty of tho land
scape, I shall consider myself quite a
gainer, to obtain the privilege of pulling
it down."
Alice and her grandmother spent a
very comfortable winter in their now
and pleasant home. In tho spring Mr.
Coleman proposod that Alice thould
speud the summer in a neighboring city,
under the care of an eminent physician,
who ho hoped might restore her to
health. The plan was carried out with
the most gratifying results. Ahco re
turned iu tho fall with health greatly
improved, aud with the prospect of a
speedy aud permanent recovery. As
she was sitting by her grandmother's
fire, one evening soon after her return,
she said:
" It is just ono y.ar to-night, grand
mother, since Mr. Coleman called upon
us, and found us in such deep distress.
How very, very kind he has been to us.
If you had been his own mother and I
his daughter, he could not have been
more kind. What can have led him to
take so deep an interest iu us '"
J' I am sure I don't kuow, my dear.
We were known to each other in former
days, but I have no claim upon him for
the many services he has rendered us."
" Ho seems to think differently. lie
will never let us even thank him, but
seems pained if we attempt to do so."
Mr. Coleman did think differently,
aud we will listen to his own account of
the matter. An old friend from the city
was paying him a visit, and chanced to
inquire who lived in the neat cottago at
the foot of tho hill.
" Widow Ive3 resides thoro," was the
reply.
" Widow Ives Not tho widow of
General Ives, formerly of B ?"
" Yes, tho sumo. "
" Does sho own that cottage ?"
"She does."
"But I have been informed that she
hud lost all hor property, and was left
quite destitute."
"She did lose the bulk of her proper
ty. But she made a good investment
many years ago, which now yields
her enough to supply her with all tho
comforts of life iu her old age."
"Indeed, I am very happy to hear
it. I have been told that she is a very
estimable woman, and should like to
hear more of her history, particularly of
this fortunate investment of which you
speak."
"In reply to this, Mr. Coleman re
lated the history of his own setting out
in life, and dwelt upon the sincere and
delicate kindness shown to him at that
time by Mrs. Ives. He wound up his
narrative by saying :
" The interest of that old furniture
shall supply that excellent woman with
all she needs, during the remainder of
her life."
They find lots of hoes, axes and saws
iu the ruins of Pompeii, but not so much
as the tip end of a baso ball club. Isn't
there a deep significance horo some
where ?
SIioo1ingat a Ghost.
A medium nt St. Louis, according to
the Democrat of that city, lately sub
mitted to tho test of being shot at by an
expert rifleman. ' Tho medium was
bound hand and foot in tho box cabinet.
The story is as follows :
At a distance of fifteen feet from the
cabinet, and directly in front of the
black curtains, has been placed a stand,
where, by means of a vise, a small
breech-loading liflo' is fastened, lifter a
load is placed in it, and leveled so that
the ball will inevitably pierce the cur
tain's center, Mr. A. B. Cunningham,
who has been requested by Mr. Tim
kens to firo tho rifle, takes a seat ilirect
ly behind tho stand. Mr. Cuuningham
is a crack shot, with steady nerve. Tho
rillo carries only a small ball, but is
loaded so as to send it easily through an
inch plank. In order to preveirF the
ball lodging in tho wall, a heavy plank is
placed on tho other sido of the cabinet
and directly in the way of tho shot. The
ball would not perhaps kill, but it would
mar the beauty of any countenance that
received it.
It is five minntcs after nine o'clock
when these preliminaries are finished,
and the seance really begins. The lights
of the main chandelier are tinned down,
although Mr. Tiinkens keeps a coal oil
lamp burning near him, which sheds a'
dim glaro on the cabinet and tho black
curtain, on which all eyes are fixed. In
the gloom voices are hushed to a whis
per, and the noisos on the street be
come painfully audible. As the whis
pers die away the silence becomes op
pressive. " Sing something, it will help mo,"
says a voice from tho cabinet.
Somo ono in tho crowd strikes up the
air
Shall wo gathor at the river?
Then comes a knocking from tho cabi
net, the knocks clattering opparently
against all tho sides. Tho first i loud
and authoritative, but tho others be
como gradually moro mild and gentle,
recalling to tho mind " Tho Haven "
Only this, and nothing more.
Finding that the knocking ceased en
tirely, and that tho silenco is disagree
able to the spirits, as well as to the com
pany present, Mr. Tacket strikes up
" Tho Star Spangled Banner." There's
no responso, and an apprehension is felt
that the patriotio air has lost its power
upon the disembodied. "Auld Lang
Syne," as recalling scenes of tho past, is
next tried, but with similar want of effect
on the forgetful spirits. The silence
continues even when somo one in tho
hall Biugs something about
I am a chief iu tho forest so wild,
followed by .the " Old Camp Ground."
Tho repertoire of tho American por
tion of tho audience being exhausted, a
German gentleman sings an operatic
solo, his lino souproiis bass voice tilling
the room, and delighting all present. As
it comes to a close, a quick, wild, pain
ful cry is heard from tho cabinet, and all
is still again.
The spirits oppear obstinate and mo
rose. Three-quarters of an hour pass
away without anything moro than a
spasmodic knock. When about all hope
is given up, tho curtain is suddenly
drawn aside, and a face oppears at the
window the face of a girl with blue
eyes aud brown hair, just budding into
womanhood. Tho face is distinctly seen
by all present.
" Firo I" said the voice iu the cabinet.
The riflo is fired on the instant.
The face remains at the window per
haps a minute longer, when it is con
cealed by tho curtain, which is mysteri
ously drawn to again.
The rest may bo told iu a very few
words. In fifteen minutes tho medium
is released, excited and exhausted with
his labors. An examination of tho cab
inet shows that tho ball passed through
the seat opposito to the window, and it
is found in tho plank hung down beyond.
The rojies aro found as tense as whon
they wero first tied, and on the door
being opened, the medium is found se
curely bound. He ascribes tho long
lapse of timo beforo the appearance of
the spirit to the fact that an Indian
spirit obtruded itself on him with a war
whoop instead of his mother, for whom
ho had asked when first placed in the
cabinet. The spirit that appeared, he
says, was his cousin.
Wonders in Your Body,
Suppose vour. aero to be fifteen, or
thereabouts.
You have two hundred bones and six
hundred muscles ; your blood weighs
twenty-five pounds ; your heart is five
inches in length aud threo inches in
diameter : it beats seventy times per
miuute, 4,200 times per hoiu-, 100,800
per day, 36,792,000 per year. At each
beat a little over two ounces of blood is
thrown out of it, and each day it re
ceives and discharges about seven tons
of that wonderful fluid.
Your lungs will contain a gallon of air.
and you inhale 21,000 gallons por day.
Tho aggregate surface of tho air cells of
your lungs, supposing them to be spread
out, exceed 20,000 square inches.
The weight of your brain is three
pounds ; whou you aro a man it will
weigh about eight ounces more.
Your nerves exceed 10,000,000 in
number.
Your skin is composed of throe layers.
and varies from ouo-fourth to one-eighth
of an inch in thickness. The area of
your skiu is about 1,700 inches. Each
square inch contains about 2,500 sweat
ing tubes or perspiratory pores, each of
which may bo likeuedto a little draining
tile one-fourth of au inch long, making
au aggregate length of the surfaco of
your body of 88,541 foet, or a tilo ditch
for draining the body almost seventeen
miles long.
Size of Nails.
From thn following table mi nafi'mnt
of quantity and suitable sizes f nails
for any job of work can be made :
Twopenny 1 inch 557 nails por th
Fourpeuuy VA inches. ...353 nails per lb
Fivoreuuy inches.,,. 232 nails per Iti
Hixpenny 2 inches. .. .107 nails per Hi
Bevenpenny. ..,.J2'i inches .... 141 nails per lt
Kightpenuy. . . . u; inches. , . .101 nails per It)
TAiirum.w Q;I ' itmlina AH iidiIb na. II.
Twelvepouny 8 inches. ... 64 nails per lb
I' . OW1..J... Ol : 1 i .
x noilll'vuuy . .u; luvuw. ... ot UH11H per 111
Hpikes 4 inches. ... 16 uails per Hi
Hpikes. . ... 4.1 i inchee. ... 12 nails per Id
Hpikos 5 inches. ... 10 nails pur lh
Hpikes 6 inciius .... 1 uails per Mi
opines uivueg..,. o nans per lo
IX THE DETROIT TOLICE COUKT.
A Day with a Western Jniitlre Ills
Honor's Peculiarities.
TUB GOOSE QUESTION.
"Mrs. O'Loue, whyfore and for what
valid reasons did you interfere with the
police while they were driving geese to
the pound ?" asked the court of the next
prisoner.
" Yer honor, s'pose you owned four
teen geese?"
" Yes, madam."
" And ye was a hard-working woman f "
"Yes'
"And the geoso made feathers for
yer beds and dinner for Christmas ?"
"Yes."
"And yer husband was dead, and
yer children had nobody to love but the
geese?"
" Yes, Mrs. O'Lone."
"And would ye sthand byandjsee a
policeman wid a red nose drive them
geese to tho pound, wid the children
wiping their eyes for grief I"
"Madam O'Lone, you may return
home. Yon must not interfere with the
officers again, and I hope tho officers
will not get sight of your geese another
timo this summer. Give my respects to
tho children, shut your geese up, and
the world will jog along as before."
AN OBSTINATE MAN.
A young man with red eyes and long
hair came out in answer to tho call for
Martin Van Buren.
"Any relation to the President by that
name ? asked the court.
"No, sir I am the President him
self I" repliod the young man.
" What?"
" I am Martin Van Buren, ex-President
of tho United States," loftily re
plied the prisoner.
"That's pretty cool," said his honor,
as he folded up a sheet of paper. "You
aro not over your drunk yet.
" I was never drunk in my life, sir !"
" What? Why, here's a warrant charg
ing you with that offense, and hero's tho
olhcer ready to swear 1
" Can't help that, sir. My position as
ox-President of the United Statos of
America should be a guarantee of my
social habits."
"Young mau, do you think I'm a
fool?"
"No, sir."
"I thought you did. I thought so
from your talk.
" Well, sir, I am Martiu Van Buren,
ex-President of the United States of
America, and that ends it!" said tho
young man.
" No, it doesn't ; I'll send you to the
house of correction for sixty days, and
more than that, I'll say that you are the
cheekiest young man who has ever ap
peared at this bar."
"Martin Van Buren can stand it,"
was tho reply, and he was removed.
IN CONSIDERATION.
His honor looked at Timothy Honder
son for a long time. Timothy was worth
looking at. If he had beeu wrecked on
an island aud lived thero for a score of
years alone, ho could not have been moro
dilapidated iu general look.
" Timothy, do you want to be sent up
for three months?" asked the court.
" No, sir."
"You are willing to do most anything
if I let you go, aren't you ?"
"Yes, sir."
" Well, now, will you wash yourface ?"
"Yes."
" And have your hair cut ?"
"Yes."
"And clean your finger-nails?"
"Yes."
" And get money enough to get shaved
with, even if you have to steal it ?"
" Y.s, sir.''
" Well, you may go. I am here to
enforce the law, but I don't believo yon
como under my jurisdiction."
" THERE WAS AN OLD WOMAN."
" Good gracious ! but who brought
this old woman in here 1" exclaimed his
honor, as on aged female, leaning on a
cane, hobbled out.
" I did," replied one of tho officers.
" Well, take hor out to the avenue and
pay her street car faro home. I don't
propose to rob the cradlo or the grave to
lill prisons."
Tho old lady hobbled out, Bijah closed
the court and the boys played Mozart's
twelfth mass on their mouth-organs.
Free Prem.
A Tramp in Close Quarters.
A tramp who was attempting to steal
a ride from Ogdensburgh to House's
Point, N. Y., experienced a trij which
was well calculated to make an impres
sion on his memory that will not soon be
eradicated. The splendid pair of tigers
and zebra which formed a part of the
Hippodrome menagerio,which has spent
most of the summer at Ogdensburgh,
were shipped that night for New York,
by the way of House's Point. The tigers
wero removed from their cage, placed in
temporary boxes and put into a box car.
The door of the car was left partly open,
to allow a freo circulation of air. The
tramp in looking for a good plaeo to
stow himself away, came across this
open car and crawled iu. After the
train started the tigers became uneasy
from tho wimbling of the cars, having
remained in a quiet state there for two
months, and tried to get out of the
boxes. Tho tigress succeeded, and as
she emerged from her coop the tramp
shrunk back into a corner and remained
tho rest of the trip as rigid as a statue.
Tho tigress, after making an examination
of tho car, in which she even lapped the
face of the tramp, laid down at the open
door of the car with her paws hauging
out tho rest of the journey. In the
morning when Herr Lingal came to look
after his pets he discovered the tigress
occupying the' same position, and order
ed her bock into the box, and she obey
ed. He then discovered the tramp, who
still occupied his crouching position,
with his clothes wet through with per
spiration and speechless from his night
ride with the tigers. It was a fortunate
thing for him that it was the female that
got out of the box, for she is as kind and
tractable as a kitten, while the male
would have killed him before reaching
the end of the journey.
It is a wise provision of nature that
mon without brains never feel the need
of them.
THE CEXTE3XIAL EXHIBITION.
Whnt Una Hern Done nnd nlml I Brlii
lone to illuke It n NnrreasWlint Is
Meeiled.
The Now York Herald in a summary
of what is being douo at Philadelphia
for the Centennial, says: alio mam ex
hibition building, which is longer than
seven New York city blocks, is two
thirds finished. This building is to cost
one million six lmmlred thousand dol
lars. Although the contract does not
require its completiou before tho first of
January, wo learn that it may be dono
within a few weeks. Another building,
known as tho machinery hall, which will
bo ono of tho most important features
of the exhibition, is so far advanced to
ward its completion that it will bo ready
next month. The art gallery, or memo
rial hall, is a permanent edifice, built by
the State ot Pennsylvania, and will cost
a million and a half dollars. It is of
granite, and will bo a great advantage to
the city long after the exhibition is over.
The horticultural hall is nlso to bo a per
manent building, and will remain as an
ornament to Fairmonnt park. We un
derstand that a larger space will be
given to flowers and fruits than has ever
been attempted at any previous exhibi
bition. Over thirty acres of tho park
will be devoted to tho flower show, and
applications have been received from
Belgium, France, England, Holland,
Australia, Cuba, Mexico and California
for tho display of their plants. This
bringing together tho fruits and flowers
of the world into one comprehensive
part will undoubtedly furnish au inter
esting study, and wo congratulate our
friends in Philadelphia upon their action
in this respect. The agricultural hall
was only commenced on the 5th of July.
As a notable feature of this dep artment,
tho importance of which in au American
exhibition cannot bo overestimated,
there will bo a trial of mowing and reap
ing machines on some of the adjoining
farms. The United States government
is also building an edifico in which to
exhibit its own resources. This will
cover an acre and a half.
A further building, called tho Post
Hospital, will be open and kept in con
slant service iu tho event of sickness or
injury to any of tho visitors to the exhi
bition grounds. The British govern
ment have begun to erect two buildings
for the use of their commissioners. Tho
Germans, Japanese, Norwegians, Swedes,
Turks, the Egyptians and tho Liberiaus
have asked for space for representative
national buildings. The Khedive will,
it is believed, construct an Egyptian
street iu miniature. Liberia will build
a Mohammedau mosque and a Christian
church in juxtaposition. Tho different
Statos of tho Union will also build
special buildings for the uso of their
representatives, and plaus have been al
ready received from Ohio, New Jersey
aud Kansas ; Missouri, Massachusetts,
Nevada and Indiana have also asked for
space for the samo purpose. Thero is to
be a woman's pavilion for the exhibition
of woman's work, and a judges' hall for
tho uso of thoso who decide upon tho
prominms. Tho National Photographic
Association will display their photo
graphs in special buildings, and many
private parties will have buildings for
their own business. Thero will bo foun
tains, statues and various ornaments ; a
monument to Humboldt, by tho Ger
maus ; a largo fountain, by tho Catholic
Total Abstinence Society , a Jewish
fountain ; a monument, by the Presby
terians, to Witherspoon, aud by the
Italians to Columbus. Iu tho grounds
thero will bo a doublo track dummy rail
road, to run so as to enable tho visitors
to cover the long spaces so disastrous to
international exhibitions. Thero are ten
horso railways leading directly to the
grounds, and six steam railways which
have arranged to discharge their passen
gers at the gates.
Tho prospects for a full representa
tion, a correspondent informs ns, aro
very good, especially from foreign
countries. We regret to learn that as
much interest is not Bhown by some of
our American States as by European na
tions. Iu the machinery hall wo are
surprised to learn that there are but
thirty-five applications for space from
manufacturers of silk, cotton, woolen,
paper, twine and mixed fabrics. Unless
we do bettor than this it is very certain
that in tho manufacture of - these staples
we shall bo overshadowed by tho more
industrious and enterprising countries of
Europe by Belgium, England, Switzer
land and Franco. We have no represen
tation of the shipbuilding trade. Tex
tile fabrics threaten to make a poor show.
As to the financial success of the exhibi
tion, the board informed our correspon
dent that they have no apprehensions.
The agents report they aro meeting with
moderate success in gathering subscrip
tions, but at the same time we think the
country should take tho exhibition moro
seriously in hand. Thus far all that has
been done has been the work of Penn
sylvania, with occasionally a straggling
help from tho outside. The Centennial
exhibition has gone beyond tho control
of a mere State. The honor of tho coun
try is identified with its success. Thus
far wonders have beeu accomplished,
considering the limitations surrounding
the gentlemen who have undertaken the
work. A little effort ou tho part of the
othor States, aud the Centennial exhibi
tion of Philadelphia will be made a suc
cess not only worthy of tho country, but
going fur toward strengthening the repu
tation of American industry and Ameri
can enterprise iu foreign lauds.
His A liny.
Wo announced tho disbandmeut of
his grand army of ninety troopers by
tho Priuco of Liehtonstein. Soino sur
prise is expressed at tho existence of
this sovereign prince, as it was thought
that Prussia had " mediatized " all these
relics of old Germany. But Liohten
steiu was left lor a reason. Prussia gave
to every sovereign prince whoso military
power was absorbed a rank in tho Ger
man army in proportion to the number
of his troops. Lichtonsti'in would have
received the grade of sergeant. Even in
Berlin they thought that too bad, and
i.: i i i '
iciii iiiui tuoue in uis giory.
Mr. Grimwnnil. wlm Rnilii.1 omnv r:
ith
Donaldson, wrote a letter to the Joliet
Sun, which was published on the day
he started on tho fatal voyage, and it
is noted as singular that the last worn
vi iuut louer wus immortality."
A Horrible Dcnfli.
It is doubtful that thero has ever been
reported a death so terrible as that of
John Schoven, which took place in New
York. He was a Germou, ovet seventy
years, of ago. Ho lived with his daugh
ter, a young woman of eighteen sum
mers, in a miserable, rickety tenement
house. He was a man of unexceptiona
ble morals, and loved his daughter bet
ter than his life. For some time back
he had been in feeble health, his disease
being of a nervous character, which re
quired the administration of narcotics
to produce the sleep and rest necessary
for a mau of his advanced years. If tho
writer is not misinformed, hydrnto of
chloral was the drug prescribed by
his physician. Or, at all events, tho
narcotic was a thin, colorless tincture of
the consistency of hydrato of chloral and
the appearance of water. It was kept
in a little closet along with other bottles,
among which was a small vial, contain
ing creosote. On Monday evening Mr.
Schoven, feeling ill at ease, requested
his daughter to bring him the narcotic.
Tho bottle which contained tho narcotic
and that which held tho creosote wero
precisely the same in form and size and
also in general appearance. Neither
bottle was labeled. The daughter, in
stead of bringing the old man tho nar
cotic, brought him tho creosote, and he,
equally ignorant, poured out a spoonful
and swallowed it.
The next moment tho old man threw
up liis hands in terror and consterna
tion, crying: " My God I my God 1 I
have made a mistake. I am burning
up. Help I for God's sake, help I"
Tho fumes of tho creosote at once led tho
girl to realize tho situation, and crying
and wringing her hands sho dashed down
the treacherous stairways, rushed franti
cally -into tho street and occosted an offi
cer, who at onco called in the aid of tho
nearest physician. Meanwhile tho suf
ferings of the old man wero terrible. It
was as if his entrails had been pierced
with rod hot irons, or as if ho had taken
a cup of molten lead. His face became
livid; his eyes seemed leaping from their
sockets; his body became convulsed
with spasms. Languago cannot portray
the agony of that old, gray-haired, dying
man. ""Water t water 1 My stomach,
my heart, my very soul is on firo I" ho
shriekod in the torture of his death
throes. The doctor came, and emetics
were given in vain. Iu fifteen minutes
tho aged German was dead.
A reporter visited Sehoveu's residence.
There was no carpet on tho floor to
muffle tho step of tho visitor. No pic
tures gracod tho dull aud dreary walls;
but, while the birds sang on tho eaves
and tho children laughed merrily
in the streets, a poor littlo lady sat
besido a rudo coffin in a garret, weeping
alono, and wishing that sho was as cold
as tho dead creature whoso coffin she
was embracing.
riaid and Striped Silks.
Flaid silks aro not very largely im
ported, and it is hinted that stripes wid
be perferred. Plaid gros grains of light
quality, to bo used as trimmings cut
bias, and olso to bo associated with plain
colors, aro shown with grounds of the
dark fashionable shades just mentioned,
barred with brighter colors. Tho hand
somest plaids are what the French call
cameo quadrillo silks, with almost invisi
ble plaids of light shade ou dark ground:-)
of a single color, with bars in bright
relief. Green seems to bo a favorite
ground for such plaids ; thus thero are
myrtle green grounds with vague,
irregular plaids of light green nnd
threads of crimson or of blue. Blue
plaids have two shades of blue, with
gray bars ; brown plaids have lines
of gold. When these plaids are used
for basques and tabliers they will bo cut
bias. The richest plaids aro thoso of
dark faillo, barred with velvet. Brown,
blue, and black prevail in theso rich
fabrics. There aro also satin bars ou
faillo foundations.
Striped silks aro two shades of a color
in broad, bold lines. Faille, striped
with satin, is shown in quaint, stylish
colors, such as pruno with cream-color,
brown with bluo, aud black with cream
or with pearl color,
Andrew Johnson's Economy.
A correspondent of tho Cincinnati
( 'ommereial says : Andrew Johnson was
very close and saving in money transac
tions, carrying the economy ho learned
iu tho severe school of poverty almost to
an extreme. His style of life at Green
ville was exceedingly simple and non
exjiensive, reminding one of the first
days of the republic, and, we may add,
the better duys. He would of teu say:
' My wants aro lew and easily supplied.
When he had retired from tho Presi
dency he had saved from his salary and
interest accumulations $G5,000. This ho
leposited in the First National Bank at
Washington, II. D. Cooke, president,
upon an agreement to pay him six per
cent, interest. Ho did not even draw
out the interest, and whon tho Cooks ex
ploded he had in their bank $73,000, the
mcrease being the result of interest ac
cumulations. Of this sum ho received
about fifty-five per cent., and tho last timo
I saw liim, he told me that ho meant to
have the rest, if there was auy law in t ho
United btates that would reach tho case.
" If I had my way, ho added. " I would
hang about a dozen defaulting bank
officials who steal tho people's money
and call it a 'failure,' aud then there
would be less of that kind of robbery."
Spontaneous Human Combustion.
The question as to whether there is
any such thing as spontaneous combus
tion of the living human body, is decided
by M. Chassagniol, of Brest, after a
thorough examination of all the con
flicting accounts on record, absolutely in
the negative. Many authors have affirmed
that the body, on these occasions of al
leged combustion, burned with a blue
flame, and diffused an empyreumatio
odor, but these characteristics are met
with in many kinds of combustion; in
stances have also been sought for by M.
Chassagniol among alcoholio drinkers,
especially among women, but without
success. The idea lias been that the
alcohol iu drinkers takes fire; it is a fact,
however, that dead bodies, or portions
of dead bodies, burn but very slowly,
even after having been steeped in alco
hol for some days.