-i c 16 f i .vt. .1. - J. ji HENRY A. PARSONS, Jr., Editor and Publisher. NIL DESPERANDUM. . Two Dollars per Annum. i '!:' i i VOL. V. RIDGWAY, ELK COUNTY, PA.,' THURSDAY, SEPTEMBER 23, 1875. : NO. 31. fib Tim Double Harvest. Tho farmer iat t his kitchen door, Bmoking bin uooiiday pipe, Ami over the fields his eye were cast, Where the grain, eo goldeu ripe, Noddod away Through the summer day, With shadow and sunshine hard at play, Down by the gate the fanner saw (And he chuckled low in his glee) Two, whowhisppred together there. " So 1" said the farmer, " I see 1 If I guess aright, And their ekiee are bright, ere'll be harvesting soon with main and might." o weeks went by. and the old barn groaned With the might of ban-ft l store ; it the farmer laughed, for well he knew There remained one harvest more, Since Cupid had sown, With grain of his own, A crop that love must harvest alone. The farmer sat at his kitchen door When the eveniDg meal was done, And he laid a kiss on his daughter's brow, And welcomed his new-found son ( And the harvest time, With wedding bells' chime, Sang its days into merry rhyme. JOHN JONES, SICK MAN. The Wny JI. Qnnd tell the Ntory of Sick. ncs In the Family lie was "grunting aronnd" for two or three days before he -would give tip. Mrs. Jones advised him to take pills or quiuino, Imt ho said he gaessed he'd be all right as soon as the weather changed again. On the third morning he had a high fever and couldn't stand tip. Mrs. Jones seemed delighted. He hadn't been sick before for thirteen years, and she had a splendid stock of herbs and powders and liquids in the pautry. "Now, just give right np, John Wash ington," she replied, as he groaned and sighed and declared that he'd get up and go down town as usual if it killed him. "Thero, let me turn your pillow over, hang your clothes in the closet, and then I'll run in and make you some toast." Ho had to submit. She darkened the bedroom, put a clean spread on the bed, and a grand smile covered her face as she sailed into the kitchen. Sarah Jane, you go and fan your father with a newspaper and keep the flies off n him while I get the poor man something to eat. Your father is a very sick man, Sarah Jane, and I can't say that yon won't be fatherless next week at this time !" Sarah wont in and Mrs. Jones rushed from the stove to tho pantry. She toast ed four large slices of bread, broke three eggs into hot water, got down a pint glass of jelly, sent for half a pound of crackers, and in about half an hour she had the sick man's breakfast ready. " I don't care what all the doctors in the laud say," she remarked as she drew three chairs within his reach and loaded them down with the provisions. "I know that people can't be sick without something on their stomach." He tasted the toast, sipped at the tea, groaned, growled, and sighed and she pleaded. "Now, John, do try and eat some thing. I kuow just how bad you feel, and I know you haven't any appetite, but do try." I " Oh I" he groaned as his stomach re belled against the food. "Poor man! poor man 1" she sighed, as she placed her hand on his head. ' John Washington, if you should die this would be a sad house ! I don't be lieve I could stand up under the blow over tlireo weeks, and I know the chil dren would give right up 1" " nadu't we better have a doctor ?" he inquired, becoming frightened. " Not now, John not until we see that I can't do you any good. I know those doctors to a T. They'd come here and dose and dose and made a great bill, and you'd probably die just the Bame." She carried out the food, put on a ket tle of water, got out a clean towel, and as sho entered the bedroom with a dish of warm water in her hand she said : ' " Now, then, I must wash your feet and cut your toe nails." She sat beside the bed, took his foot in her lap, and that sweet smile on her lace proved that Ins illness would be a gain to her of a pound of flesh per day. "My soul 1 but I'm glad I thought to wash your feet !" she exclaimed, as she rubbed them with the wet towel. " I wouldn't have had any of the neighbors come in and see these feet for all we are worth. " She wanted to scrape the solos with an old case-knife, but he wouldn't per mit it. Sho, however, got out the shears and had a good time cutting his toe nails and digging under them. She work ed industriously for half an hour, and then held the last foot off and looked at it admiringly, and said : "There I I'll take my dying oath that you've got the cleanest feet in this town." He half admitted that he felt better, and, greatly encouraged, she sent Sarah Jane out to pull some horseradish leaves. These were trimmed, laid on the stove, rolled in her hand, and she went back to Mr. Jones and said : Now, then, we'll put on the drafts." She put a leaf on the sole of each foot, tied clean cloths over them, hunted up clean socks, and worried them on over the cloths, and, as she tucked the spread down, she asked: " Now, John Washington, don't you feel better a little better ?" " Oh, I dunno 1" he groaned, turning over. She turned over his pillow, put a damp cloth on his forehead, counted his pulse, and whispered: " See if you can't catch a little sleep while I go and wash the dishes. " When she went out Sarah Jane had her brother William harnessed to a chair and was driving him around the kitchen for her horse. " What ! didn't I tell yon that your father was dangerously ill ?" exclaimed the mother, as she boxed their ears. "It would be a pretty story to go out that you children were playing horse when your father lay dying?" The children subsided, aud as the mother piled the dishes together and carefully scraped the crumbs from each Elate on to a platter she couldn't help nt wonder now she would look in crapes. Her husband was well known, be longed to the Odd Fellows oud a de bating society, and of course everybody. woul turn out to the funeral. She would have lota of sympathy, and the head man of the Odd Fellows would see that the funeral passed off all right. She wouldn't ever marry again, of course, though it would be hard for her to bring np two small children and settle up her husband's business and earn her own support. She would be the "Widow Jones," and if she smiled at all it must be a faint smile, and if she talked she must have a handkerchief ready to wipe the tears from her eyes. As the last dish was wiped her revery was broken by a howl from William, who had fallen over a log in the back yard. " What! howling like that when your dear father is dying 1" she exclaimed as she shook him right and left. He subsided and she sent Sarah Jane down to the market after some lean mut ton to make the invalid a nice broth. " The poor man !" she sighed, as she started for the bedroom. She reached it to find hiui out of bed and dressed and ready to go down town. The horse radish drafts were hanging on the bed stead, the pillow was on the floor, and the spread her best was in a heap under the bed. "Why, John Washington?" she ex claimed, raising her hands. "I'm going downtown," he replied, in a determined voice. " And hain't you going to have a fit of sickuoss?" " No, hanged if I will." And the poor woman sat down and cried. All the herbs and powders and liquids must remain on the shelves, and she might not have a chance to cut his toe nails again for a whole year. Graphic. Useful Hints and Suggestions. A good test for gold or silver is a piece of lunar caustic, fixed with a pointed stick of wood. Slightly wet the metal to be tested, and rub it gently with the caustic. If gold or silver, the mark will be faint; but if au inferior metal, it will be quite black. Cider may be purified by isinglass, about one ounce of the latter to the gallon. Dissolve in warm water, stir gently into the cider, let it settle, and draw off the liquor. Glossed shirt bosoms: Take two ounces of fine white gum arabio powder, put it in a pitcher and pour on a pint or more of water, and then, having cov ered it, let it stand all night. In the mon.ing pour it carefully from the dregs into a clean bottle, cork, and keep it for use. When boilers are ordinarily fed with hard water, it is worth while to save the drippings of tho exhaust pipe, the con densation of the safety valve blow-off, and that from the cylinder, and use tha water thus obtained to fi.Ul the boiler af ter blowing off. The result will be sur prising in effect in loosening scale. Cider may be preserved sweet for years, by putting it up in airtight cans, after the manner of preserving fruit. The liquor should le first settled and racked off from tho dregs, but fer mentation nlionlil not he allowed to com mence before canning1. Some weeds can be killed and prevent ed from growing in gardens by watering the ground with a weak solution of car bolio acid, one part pure crystalizod acid to 2,000 parts water. Sprinkle from a wateriug pot. A teaspoonfnl of arabio gum water stirred in a pint of starch, made in the usual way, will give to lawns, white or printed, a look of newness, wheu nothing else can restore them, after they have been washed. To make a handy paint, break an egg into a dish and beat slightly. Use the white only, if for whita paint; then stir in coloring matter to suit. Bod lead makes a good red paint. To thin it, use a little skimmed milk. Eggs that are a little too old to eat will do for this very well. Scientific American. A Faded Flower. "Who's this?" asked the Detroit court as a man of forty stood befoie the bar dirty, ragged and outlandish in look aud dress. "Martin Henry Jackson," was the answer. " Well, you are the meanest looking old vagrant I ever saw. You look as if you had slept with the hogs." "How can I help it ?" asked the fel low. " Hang it, man, if I had but one fin ger and one toe left I'd put in a better appearance than you do or blow my head off." " I hain't any work and no money." "There you are, fat and healthy as the head cook on a steamboat, and yet you loaf around the streets, chew apple cores, sleep in sheds and put up with anything rather than do a stroke of work. I wish I could send you up for a thousand years." "What have I done?" asked the" old vag. " Nothing, nothing at all. That's what ails you. If you should get in the way of a Bogardus kicker, you'd be too lazy to move. Oh ! it makes me mad to see anybody moping around like a sore-heeled dog when he might be somebody. I'll chalk you for six months, and if you don't leave Detroit as soon as your time is out I'll buy a mule and turn him loose on you." free Press. Last Words of " Long Horse." Crowa who have reached the old agency, at Helena, Minn. , report the following as the parting address of the Crow chief, Long Horse, to his warriors : "I shook hands with the white man when I was a boy he will mourn my death I say to you now, always stay with the whites and hear what they say, and you will do well." To his son he said : " Never shako baud with the Sioux, but rather die as I die." " Lay me down to sleep," and he died without a struggle. A WAR REMINISCENCE - The Army of the Potomac Relieving Hen. iHcCli'lInn or t'oinmandThe True Story. Gen. 0. F. Buckingham contributes to the papers the true story of the re lieving of Gen. McOlellan of the com mand of the army of the Fotomao and the appointing of Gen. Burnside thereto. He says: I was at that time on special duty at the War deportment, my office being adjoining the secretary's private room. On the evening of the sixth of November, about ton o'clock, the secre tary sent for me to come to his office, where I found him with Gen. Halleck. He told me that he wanted me to gp and find the headquarters of the army of the Potomac, and spent some time n giving minute directions as to the route I should take. Just before I left, he handed me two envelopes, unsealed, telling me to take them to my room, and, having read them, to seal them up. I was thunder struck to find that one of the envelopes contained two orders for McOlellan one from the President, relieving him from the command of the army, and tho other from Gen. Halleck, ordering him to repair to some town in New Jersey, and report by letter to the War depart ment. The other envolope contained two orders for Burnside one from the President, assigning him to the command of the army, vice McOlellan, and the other from Gen. Halleck, directing him to report what were his plans. Before leaving next morning, I saw the secretary at his house, and he ex plained to me his reasons for sending an officer of my rank on an errand like that. The first was, that he feared Burnside would not accept the command; and my instructions were to use, if necessary, the strongest arguments to induce him not to refuse. The second reason, though a characteristic one, had very little foun dation. The secretary had not only no confidence in McClellan's military skill, but he very much doubted his patriotism, and even loyalty, and he expressed to me some fear that McOlellan would not give up the command, and he wished, therefore, that the order should be pre sented by an officer of high rank, direct from the War department, so as to carry the full weight of the President's au thority. He directed me to see Burn side first and get his decision. If he consented to accept, I was then to see McClellan; but, if not, I was to return at once to Washington. I found Burnside about fifteen miles south of Salem, where his division was halted, and he alone in a little chamber. Closing the door, I made known my errand. He at once declined the com mand. Whatever my private opinion may have been my duty was to follow the directions of the secretary of war, and, if possible, overcome his objections. It happened, however, knowing as I did that the President was resolved at all events to remove McClellan, that I felt fully satisfied that he (Burnside) ought to accept, and urged him to do so. Among other objections, he urged his want of confidence in himself, and his particularly friendly relations to McClel lan, to whom he folt under the strongest obligations. I met these objections by stating that McClellan's removal was re solved upon at any rate; and that, if he (Burnside) did not accept tho command, it would be given to Hooker (who be came, in fact, Burnside's successor). He at length consented to obey the or ders aud I requested him to go with me to find McClellan. We returned to Sa lem, whence I had ridden on horseback through a snow storm, and I had my lo comotive fixed up the same evening, and on it we proceeded about five miles up the railroad to McClellan's camp. About eleven o'clock we found him, alone in his tent, examining papers; and, as wo both entered together, he received us in his usual kind and cordial manner. My task was not only a painful one, but particularly distasteful to me in view of my friendly feelings for McClellan. But, as the blow had to come, I was glad that it was not to be given through an unkind hand and in a mortifying way. Gen. McClellan has himself borne testi mony to the kind manner in which I communicated the order, and I can bear testimony to his prompt and cheerful obedience to it. ( healing Not Profitable. Onenorning a respectable looking and quite wealthy farmer, who was gen erally known as a very close shaver, whenever he had a chance, brought his butter handsomely done up in pound rolls. This was at a time when it was scarce aud worth three shillings, quick sales at that price, which no doubt had induced him to scant the weight of each roll. Unexpectedly the weigh master saw his butter opened for sale, when he prepared his tost scale to weigh it ; while doing so the farmer in his anxiety, quick as thought, slipped a ten dollar gold piece out of his vest pocket, and while the weigh master's back was turned, thrust it into the top roll, as ho thought, uuperceived by any one. The roll was taken up and it weighed full woight, which satisfied him without weighing any other ; but while he was putting up his scales, a Quaker gentle man who had been standing near by, and had seen the whole transaction, came np and inquired the price of but ter. " Three shillings," said the farmer. "Put me that roll in my kettle," says the Quaker, poiuting to the roll with the gold piece in. Fanner "I have sold that roll to a friend." " No, thee has not thee can give thy friend another roll; they are all good and weigh alike." He turned and ques tioned the weigh master, who said to the farmer: "He was entitled to that roll, or any roll he chose to take, if they were priced to him." With this the Quaker took up the gold roll and placed it in his kettle, then laid down three shillings ; aud as he was going he coolly told the farmer, " Thee will not always find cheating profitable." A Stampede of Potato Bugs. Since the potato vines commenced to dry up in New Jersey, the armies of bugs lately feeding upon them seem to havo been starved out, and are now crawling over roads and fields in consid erable numbers, apparently bound north or east. Tho individual bugs scarcely cross i -ach others' path, but move in par allel lines., .The tramped bodies of large numbers may be seen anywhere in thu country roads. - - - Au Old Time Execution. There are but few people now living in Pennsylvania who can remember the excitement in the State from one border to another, when, in 1809, Susanna Cox was hanged in Heading.: Nevertheless, the affair did create a tremendous feel ing. An old gentleman, who was present nt the execution, now tolls us of the af fair. Susanna Cox was charged with the murder of her new-born infant, and the law, more stringent in its execution then than now, declared that she must die. Thousands of people from all the coun try around visited Beading to witness the execution, and the gallows of new scantling was erected so that all men, women and children could have a good view of the sad exhibition. The old gen tleman says : I observed the cart inside the ring with her coffin, being driven up under the gallows by the executioner, and about three paces behind the cart, Susanna Cox, in her white dress, having a broad black ribbon around her waist, and a minister on each side of her dress ed in black, were slowly stepping along, having tha dreadful object, the gallows and the cart, with her coffin, and in which she must shortly lie a corpse,' in view right before her. - The gallows was so high that they had to put the coffin crosswise on the cart. She was then lifted on the cart by two men ; from there they lifted her tip and stood her on the coffin. While thus en gaged, the horse made a kind of move, when they were all three very nearly tilted over. Here, while others were procuring something more to stand on in ordor to reach the top of the gallows and fasten the rope, she stood pensive and alone on her coffin under the gal lows. Now all arrangements being made, the executioner on one side, and the sheriff, or some other on the other, took the horse by tho reins and drove him for ward. She was drawn from her coffin with a jar that fairly made the gallows quiver when her weight became sus pended on the rope. She twirled and swung to and fro for a few seconds. Presently her hands, which she had kept erect, suddenly dropped, retaining her white handkerchief in them. The exe cutioner, who was not the sheriff, but some other man, then grasped her feet, raised them a little, and then gave her a jolt, for which, as I am told, he got a severe beating the next day by some cit izens of Beading. Her head lay on her shoulder I think on the right while the rope was suspended on the opposite side ; while her black slippers were down over her heels ; but being tied over the instep? were prevented from falling off. After being thus suspended in the air for about fifteen minutesr and having been the object of thousands of her fellow mortals, who gazed on her, I trust, with aching hearts ond streaming eyes, the cart was then backed under and her lifeless body taken down, placed in the coffin and taken away. . Something About Advertising. The man who says it don't pay to ad vertise is, just as likely as not, doing it in some way, all the time. If the mer chant hangs a few of his goods outside the door he is advertising. If a cabi netmaker hangs a chair or other article of furniture at his shop door, he is ad vertising. If a man loses a horse or a cow and tells every one be meets, he is advertising his loss. The doctor who has a boy to run into church and coll him out in haste, is advertising. A man cannot do business without ad vertising, and the only question should be, the best way to advertise. If you have a lot of personal property to sell, which is best, to write out a few notices that not one in fifty will stop to read, or go to the printer and have a lot of well displayed posters ? If you are in busi ness of any kind, is it not better to keep a regular standing advertisement, in your homo paper, that will stare your friends and customers in the face every weok, rather than trust to the old fogy idea of " Oh, they all know me 1" But, says Mr. Saveall, advertising costs money. Very true, and so does everything else ; and it is a good thing for you that advertising does cost some thing. If it did not, ery little worth less concern would stand as good a chance of being known as the very best and most useful. If you want the people to know you have anything to sell, ad vertise it in your home paper first, then in your neighboring papers. The man who has a reputable busiuess, and spends the most in a liberal system of advertising, is the one who makes the mcst money. This is a truth well veri fied by the experience of those who have tried it. Imported for Anolher. The Montreal Gazette records a love story in its local columns. It reads thus : It is stated that a young man who four years ago left the old country and settled in a place near Toronto, where he bought a farm, sent for a young lady that he loved when at home, and came to Mon treal to await her arrival. She remained at the house of the young man's friend here, aud everything was going as merry as a marriage bell until they attended a picnio a few days before the intended marriage, when the fair one, who was in troduced to a coachman of good appear ance, got married to him before the other man who brought her over knew any thing about it. He felt greatly disap pointed, but returned home a wiser and more fortunate man for his escape. Quiet Millionaires. A Tribune correspondent, writing from Virginia City, says he has seen there three men, each worth not less than twenty millions of dollars, going about quietly among tho men in the common garb of the laborer, with noth ing to distinguish them from the ordi nary mine hand no diamond studs, no big rings, no flashy watch choius, uo broadcloth. One of these gentlemen has spent years in foreign travel, and has mingled in polite society in other coun tries ; another, who spends most of his time in San Francisco, rules the market there, and is to that coast what Commo dor Viderbilt is to- New York : the third i accustomed to direct hundreds of men and employ millions of 'capital. Yet these three men, when seen about their mines, would be taken for foremen or overseers. ' WHAT ARE SHAkERS f . v An Editor Tell no Abont Ann l,rv her Persecutions nnd her Power lltr Work . In the New World Whnt Shaker Be Here. ' i , T , The Albany Times publishes a ser mon recently delivered by Elder George Albert Lomas, of the New Lebanon Shakers, in which he gives a sketch of Ann Lee and the first ShakeM that loft England for the new world. Ann Lee, the founder of the order, descended from England, having Manchester as a birthplace, the daughter of a poor, ig norant, but industrious blacksmith a man who came honestly by his ignorance, and as honestly transmitted the bliss of ignorance to a large family of children. At fin early day she claimed that she en joyed visions, and as she matured these visions did -mot cease. She married Abraham Stanley, by whom she had four children, all of whom died when infants. She then joined a society of Shakers, her husband, who had grown tired of her, gladly giving his permission. ' Ann Lee did not live a very peaceful life. Elder Lomas says : Her thundering testimony against the lusts of the flosh aroused such bitter hate that she" wis' arrested, cast into a dungeon in which she r could in nowise: straighten herself,; and there left to starve, her cell door not being opened for two full weeks. ; She came out in a tolerably good condition, . but for some remark of hers, was again ar rested and arraigned for blasphemy. Taken by the mob ' before 1 several ministers of the established church, the mob asked permission to brand her cheek and bore her tongue, the penalty of the blasphemer. The ministers asked her to speak in unknown tongues she said she could not without the aid of the spirit. The spirit moved and she spoke for four honrs in seventy-two tongues and dialects. These judges ad vised the mob to let her go in peace ; but resolving themselves into execution ers, they led her and the companions in to a valley to stone them to death. Through Providential interference, they quarreled among'themselves after throw ing a few harmless shots, and abandoned their wicked design. She was spiritually directed to journey to America, where, she told her disciples, " God had a chosen people, and where He was then preparing the land for the setting up of His church." They embarked upon a condemned vessel the Mariah, Capt. Smith, of New York. The spirit had previously led them forth in dances, in battles of spiritual warfare, shaking and howling, and other grotesque maneuvers. These began on shipboard; the captain, en raged, threatened to cast them all over board if the same was repeated. It was repeated, and in the midst of a storm; and while the captain was preparing to put his threat into execution, a plank started from the ship's bow, and the waters rushed in like a flood. All hands were at the pumps, but many times their number would not meet the necessity. The captain, pale as death, informed all of their inevitable fate, and bid them prepare for the king of terrors. " Cap tain," said Ann Lee, "there shall not a hair of our heads perish 1 I see two angels at the most, from whom I received this message !" Then came a mighty sea, and the plank was secured in its place. Persecution ceased on that vessel. The Shakers were indeed tho captain of that vessel the remaiuder of the voyage, and we have the testimony of the captain that, " had not that people sailed in his vessel he never would have seen Ameri ca !" On the sixth day of August, 1774, they landed in New York. America was convulsed with great dissatisfactions. Passing np Pearl street they came to a house at the door of which sat a woman. Halting, they stated they had come to preach the everlasting gospel to America, and that tho Lord had directed them to that house. They were cared for hero until they had homes of their own. Some months after they passed up the river to Albany. Here they were chal lenged, being suspected as British spies, aud although Mother Ann invariably predicted the success of the American cause, yet, because they would neither take the oath, nor tight, they were cast into prison. Although confined, they were treated very kindly by the authori ties of that old JJutcli city, and the pos terity of their keepers seem never to have learned to be unkind to the pecu liar people called Shakers. Many ex pressed themselves with horror at the idea of confiniug religions refugees in dungeons while the country was strug gling for liberty of conscience. " The earth opened its mouth and helped the woman in the person of uov. Oeorge Clinton, who released tho persecuted Shakers. Our founder " fled into the wilder ness " and remained three years and a half. She gathered many truth-loving souls. She traveled extensive, meet ing with persecutions in tho Eastern States almost too incredible to toll. Having planted her testimony upon a pure and imperishable basis, establishing a new mission of Jesus, by teaching and example, making prominent purity of life as an essential in the character of Christians, and attesting the truth, that the soul of woman is capable of receiv ing the spirit of Christ equally well with man, she departed this life, less than fifty years old, having labored in this country a little more than ten years. Snoh ore, indeed, the outlines of one who was most stubborn in support of principle an English disposition, whose bluffness was turned to Rood account, and who suffered nearly all things rather than let the right go down an undaunted prophetess and savior to her sex and race. The Shakers do not worship Ann Leo, She was the medium of revelations which to them are exceedingly good. We revere the spirit with which she was baptized, be cause its operations in the soul were identical with those in Jesus. blie was, with us, the fulfillment of the prophecy of Christian love, beheaded in Crom well s tune: "Out of thee, oh, kng land, shall a bright star arise, whose light and voioe will make the heavens snake and knock under with submission to the blessed Jusus." The. principles enun ciiitod by Ann Lee can LeRt be referred to by answeriug tho question: ,." Who are the Shakers " The Shakers are. a people whose line of conduct ia lu agree ment with certain Christian principles in troduced or revived by a goodly sort of a woman, Ann Lee, i fter their almost total extinction from the practice of the race These may be' classed under the general heads of " Common Property," " INon resistance, "ueiipacy in jjiie, and r " Distinction of Government." They believe God find Christ to be dual amnities, father and mouier. iney De lieve Jesus became Christ or anointed by a life prepared through an exceeding self-denial; and they believe the same causes will produce the same effects upon all making all Christ by continuously living the life Jesus led. A Long Somnambulistic Ride. Samuol Howe, a very respectable citi zen of Locust Hill, about eight miles from Great Bend, Pa., has for some time been in a very feeble condition, suffer ing from dropsical affection. He is sixty-seven years of age, and has been able to get about lately only with the aid of others. Early one morning his wife awoke, and, to her surprise and alarm, discovered that he was not in bed. His clothing lay where it had been plaoed the night before, and Mrs. Howe was at once seized with the fear that her hus band had ' dragged himself somewhere and killed himself to get rid of his suf ferings, one searched the house with out finding any trace of him, and then repaired to the barn. The barn door was. wide open and a look inside re vealed the fact that the horse was gone. Mrs. Howe now aroused Mr. Schouten, a neighbor. He came to her assistance, and examining the ground about the barn found horse tracks leading to the road and along the road in tho direction of Harpersvillo. Schouten hitched up his team and, arousing another neighbor, Mr. .Pintz, to accompany him, started to follow up the horse's tracks aud see whether they were in any way con nected with the disappearance of the old man. The horse was tracked to Harpers- ville, and from there to other villages, through all of which it had passed with out stopping. It was easily followed, the tracks being fresh and undisturbed. The trail was kept as far as Colesville, Broome county, where it led to a house in the village and stopped. Schouten and Pintz made inquiries at this house and found that it was occupied by a brother-in-law of Mr. Howe's, and that the old gentleman was there abed. He had ridden up to the house on horse back about six o'clock in the morning, bare-headed, and with only his night clothes on. Entering, he had said to his brother-in-law : " I am very tired and want to go to sleep." His relatives were greatly startled at his singular advent among them, and at first thought he was insane. They soon discovered, however, that he was in a state of somnambulism, and at once put him to bed. Schouten and Pintz ar rived at the house about eight o'clock, and the old gentleman was still asleep. Tho gravest fears were expressed as to the result of his extraordinary ride, his physical condition being so precarious. Mr. Howe awoke soon after the arrival of the men searching for him. He was completely dumbfounded when told where he was. He had no recollection of anything since retiring to bed tho night before. Beyond a slight soreness and fatigue he complained of no bad effects of the rido, and, to the surprise of every one, arose nimbly from bed and dressed himself in some clothes of his brother-in-law's and walked about with an ease and activity he had not exhibited for many months. He required no aid to get into the wagon to return homo, and was quite fresh upon reaching Lo cust Hall. A singular fact connected with the case is that Mr. Howe never was known to get up in his sleep before. He had not been a mile away from home in a long time, nor ridden on horseback for many years. The Arabian Horse. The Emir Abd-el-Kader, in his " Ob servations on tho Horse," says: If you wish to go very fast, choose a horse with high withers and small flanks. The tail should be thick euough to fill the space between the thighs." "The tail resembles the vail of a girl betrothed." The eye of a horse should incline lazily toward the nose, like that of a man who squints. "It resembles the eve of a coquette who tries to peep from under her veil." The ears should resemble those of an antelope, the nostrils should ue large, the fetlock joints email, the forelock thick. " In the time of danger mount a norse whose forehead is cover ed with thick hail-. " The cavities inside the nostrils should be entirely black; if they are partly white, the horse is only of medium value. The hoofs should be rounded, and on the interior like the hollow of a drinking cup: the froes firm and dry; the fetlocks thick, resembling tne uarK piumes nniden under the winga of the eogle, and, like them, they become black in the heat of the battle; the hoofs firm. " They walk on their hoofs as on the stones of a stagnant water covered with moss. "When my horse goes for an object he makes a noise resembliner that of the wings of a flying eagle, and his neighing resembles the plaintive tones of the nightingale. His neck is as long and graceful as that of a male ostrich. His eye is black as night and full of fire. In elegance he resembles a picture hanging on the walls of a palace, and he is as stately as the palace itself." The old emu? was evidently poetical as wen as warlike. His Sou-In-Law. Archduke Maximilian, of Bavaria. went recently to Vienna to visit his daughter, the Empress of Austria. He always travels quietly, and was mistaken for a businessman by a talkative Austrian tradesman who occupied the same com partment in the train, and wno, after telling all about his own affairs, asked the archduke where he was going. " Going to Vienna." "On business V "No; to visit my daughter, who mar. ned an Austrian." " Is your son-in-law in good business?" "Well, tolerably good, but , troublesome at times." " What ishe?" - "The Emperor." The tradesman won rutverri,l with mmfnai'n - . ,.av.s UUM.UIW'U, and notwithstanding the laughing pro testations of the archduke he darted irora the carriage at the very first ston I piug 1'ittce, Items of Interest. Spain is conscripting boys of fifteen. Tie-back trousers for men are proposed. India has 750,000 acres devoted to the cultivation of opium. There will be a surplus wheat crop in Kansas of 13,000,000 bushels. Wvominff Territory has one saloon to every hundred and eighty inhabitants. TIia Mormons are educating twenty- five girls at Salt Lake City to be physi cians. If walls have ears, planks sometimes speak did you ever near stage whis pers ? Eight hundred paper mills in the United States produce annually $70,000, 000 in stock. David E. Porter, son of tho admiral, has accepted a position on the staff of the Khedive. " I have bought my first last," was the remark of a cobbler when he set up business for himself. Of the 20.000 persons arrested in Eng land last year for debt, one-fourth were able but unwilling to pay. Althonch it is generally done, it is not necessary to bump against each separate stair in falling down stairs. A Chicago clergyman says he never feels so familiar with Satan as when rid ing over a cobblestone pavement. Dublin and Belfast ore the only cities in the British islands, outside of Lon don, that support seven daily papers. Statisticians say that there are now over two million " Williams " in the United States, without counting the lit tle bills. Most of the men who spent 500 to $1,000 to get to the Black Hills have been heard from. They are coming out to borrow more money. It has been raining in the country. A rostio lover writes : "Dear Mary Why Kant Kum Rownd to Nite yn no well Enuff i aint Got no Kanoo." Old daddy-long-legs has a mission. He has been observed to devour the larvre of the terrible potato beetle, and there are prayers for his health. It is all explained this row about the Chicago custom house. There are three bottles of whisky in the corner Btone, and the building has got to come down. What people should know That if they spoil a stamped envelope when ad dressing it they can get tho value iu stamps by presenting it at the post office. A Baltimore servant girl the other morning tried that good old time-honor ed plan of lighting the kitchen lire with kerosene. JNotlmig has benzine ot ncr since. . Doctor to wounded CarliBts "Why did you not seek shelter behind the rocks ?" " The rocks were too few, and had all been occupied by our officers, doctor. Somebody kindly sends us a. fac simile of the autograph of John C. New ; but really we don't like the color or size of the paper which contains it. Eochcstcr Democrat. This is the way it goes. Miss Clara Rose, of Philadelphia, had 87,000 ex pended on her Latin, French, and Ger man education, and then married a mau who has to buy his butter half a pouud at a time. A husband in Massachusetts can't make up his mind on the currency ques tion, and so he refuses to allow his wito any pin-money until a decision can be arrived at. The city court of Louisville, Ky. , re cently decided that newspaper men have a right to carry deadly weapons, if deem ed necessary for self-defense, while in the discharge of journalistic duties. Colonel Baker pays the following sums for his famous railway ride in England : Value of commission, 0,000 ; fine, JE500 ; cost of prosecution, 1,500, and of defense, 1.000, Total, say $15,000. Of all the vices avarice is the most generally detested ; it is the effect of an avidity common to all men ; it is because they hate thos i from whom they expect nothing. The greedy misers rail at sor did misers. The three wonders of the world at present, says an exchange, are : How fluff accumulates in vest pockets, where pms go to, and why a man wlien lie comes out of a saloon looks one way and goes the other. A mixture of peroxide of manganese and water glass is recommended to be applied to cooking stoves when they are red hot, as it is said to make a good blacking, not as liable to burn off as common black lead. Kingston girls are opposed to introduc ing the letter carrier system in that city. " The idea 1 says one of them, " of having letters left at the house ! Then we can't go to the post-office, and won't have any excuse for going down town. In 1776 Massachusetts had 295,080 in habitants : in 1790, 378,787 : in 1800, 423,345 ; in 1810, 472,040 ; in 1820, 523- 159 ; in 1830, 610,408 ; in 1840, 737,(599 ; in 1850, 994,514 ; in I860, 1,231,006 ; in 1870, 1,457,351, and now about 1,640, 000. Nothing new about pull-back skirts after all, In the reign of Edward II., of England, a monkish chronicle records that the ladies "wore such straight clothes they were constrained to have long foxes' brushes sewed within to hold them forth." O'Connell, in addressing a jury, having exhausted every ordinary epithet of abuse, stopped for a word, and then add ed, this " uaufrageous ruffian." When afterward asked by his friends the mean ing of the word, he confessed he did not know, but said " he thought it sounded well" Calcraft, for many years the hangman in England, and now superseded by a younger man, was a puzzle to news paper reporters. He wouldn't interview worth a penny. He invariably whisper ed in the ear of his victims just before tho fatal moment, and it has never been discovered what he said. The Chicago Advance says : A friend of ours has a little niece, whose mother, thinking it time for her to put away her childish things, informed her that Santa Glaus was no person at all ; there was no such person. Whereupon the child sol emnly asked : Mamma, have ypu been telling me lies about Jesus Christ too?
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