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VOL. VIII. RIDGWAY, ELK COUNTY, PA., THURSDAY, JANUARY 30, 1879. NO. 50.
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The Helen of Ice.
Roused from the ohlll of a frozen sleep,
The ioe-king spoke with o arses deep,
And bade the bitterest north wind blow
Down from the realm of eternal snow.
Down from the home of the ioe and frost,
Where silenoe reigns and life is lost,
The north wind came at the king's command,
With speed, and hate and a ornel hand.
Be farrowed the seas with frozen foam,
And mocked the mariner's dream of home,
Of wife and child and sweet suroease
From strife and ttorm In a port of peace.
On slippery deck, with stiff'ning sail,
The seamen saw the gathering gale,
And, freezing, stood by the icy mast,
Falsied and dead in the spell of the blast.
Down from the realm of the frigid sea,
Relentless, and cold, and crnel came.he,
To cast his onrse o'er the land of rest,
Where hearts are warm and homeB are blest.
The traveler, tracking his homeless way,
Begging for bread in the storm that day,
Fell frozen and dead In the ioy air,
As the mocking wind denied his prayer.
The widow shrank with shivering dread
From his icy conch, in her chilly bed,
And her heart stood still in the cold embraoe
Of that spectral fiend with the fatal faoe.
HiscnrBe was fierce at the homes of the poor;
Bat the rich in their palaces bolted the door,
And laaghed him to scorn, as he hastened
away -
To visit the wretched ones over the way.
The woes of the wretched were oarried back
To the bitter north on the wind's wild track,
And the ioe-king, touched with the old desire
Of power supreme over heat and fire,
Prophetic spoke in the frigid blast :
" The human race must end at last,
Despite their pride and their faithless prayers.
Their selfish schemes and worldly cares.
I'll crash their hopes with endless death ;
I'll oliill their heprts, congeal their breath ;
1 11 fret ze for ajo this wicked earth
From central fire to outer girth j
Their farms shall be bat frozen land ;
Their ships be locked in ioy strand ;
Their cities, filled with woe and ice,
Shall lifeless stand in lifeless ioe ;
The long-complaining waves shall be
Peaceful and still on the frozen sea ;
The ocean, chained from shore to shore.
Shall boaet his mighty strength no more.
The reign of jnstioe I'll renew,
And banish all the selfish crew,
Whose sin, and shame, and quick desire
Find food and life in heat and fire."
At war with life, and scorning prayer,
His curee is now in the bitter air.
The ground is clad for the grave to-day,
And, shonld no power the ioe-king stay,
A wail of woe and wild despair
Would strike the unrelenting air ;
Voiceless and oold, the earth would roll,
A lifeless orb, with frozen son.
OF COURSE I
" Gwendolen I " from Mrs. Olivia
Ulenmoreland s sanctum.
"Jessie I" from Mr. Gerald Glen-
morelands ftndio.
"Yes, ma am yes, sir," from the
pretty little maid coming up the stai.-s.
She Btop a moment when she reaches
. the landing, as though considering which
summons to answer first, and as she
pauses, a handsome young man leans
over the balnster and looks down upon
her, and as he looks he think j he never
gazed upon a prettier picture.
A slight, graceful young girl, with
porious.aarB eves, delicately-cut features.
clear pale face, and light waw brown
lnir, showing little specks of gold as the
sunlight falls through the hall window
upon it, parted simply on the low, broad
brow aad rippling away behind the
lovely ears nutd lose in the heavy Gre
cian co'.L at tbe back of the small round
head: ia a clof e.y-clinging drees of
some soft, dark material, with a knot of
garnet ribbon at the throat, and a sister
knot on each lace trimmed pocket of the
ua'.niy wmce apron.
"Oh! I say, Browneyes," be calls
out, cheerily, as the girl, becoming cou
scions of Lis presence, looks up with a
Mime, win you poie lor me if
"As scon as I cau, Mr. Denys," she
replies, in a voice tofter and sweeter,
but as frank and cheery as his own.
"Your father and mother have both
called me. I must attend to them first."
And as the handsome head is withdrawn,
she enters the room on the right, which
one con see at a glance is the den of a
sculptor; aud a sculptor who, if it be
true that "good order is the foundation
of all good things," can never hope to
nt'end any wondrous height in his pro
fession. Half-finished statuettes and
busts, dilapidated arms, legs, and torsos
in clay, plaster and marble, are standing
and lying about in the greatest confu
sion. Over Sbakspeaie's dome-like fore
head droops a broad-brimmed hat; from
the throat of a dancing faun stream the
long ends of a silken neck-tie; and a
flower girl offers with her flowers a pair
of cmrupled kid gloves and a soiled col
lar. The sculptor himself an odd-looking
Dim with w.liish black eyes, and a
mastiva head covered with a tangled
mass of the darkest curls, a gray thread
gleaming h ta and there attired in a
blouse, the ba;k of which alone gives a
hint of its original color, is regarding
with critical gaze a half-modeled bust
on the fable before him, which in tarn
regards him with the blank stare pecu
liar to its kind.
" Ah 1 there you are," he says, ap.
provingly, as Jessie comes quietly in.
" It is well. I want your nose, my
child. 'lis just the nose for Elaine.
Couldn't find a better if I searched the
wide world o'er. Stand over there by
Heresies that's a dear and look at
Mephistopheles." And be commences
to sing in a strong if not altogether mu
sical voioe tbe "Gold Song" from
" F-iust," as the voioe from the oppo
site room calls ngaiu, " Gwendolen."
"Can you spare my nose a little
while, sir?" asks the! model, still look
ing steadily at the griDning tempter in
the corner, but with a gleam of mischief
In her bonme brown eyes. ' Mrs
Ulenmoreland is calling."
" OU I ah, yes. Gwendolen "- work
ing away. "How long have you been
Gwendolen ?'
For two weeks past, sir Ever since
my. mistress began 'Th Princess and
the Dairy Maid.' May I go, sir?" still,
best of models, with her eyes fixed on
the fiend.
"You may; but comeback soon; for
kings may die and emperors lose their
crowns, but art is deathless and forever
reigns,"
"Yes, sir," assents Jessie, demurely,
and trips away.
Mrs. Glenmoreland, sitting before
her desk, on whioh is piled many sheets
of paper covered with eye-exasperating
chirography, her right hand nervously
waving her pen about, her left grasping
her fluffy fair hair, to its great derange
ment, allows the wrinkle of perplexed
thought on her brow to melt away as
the pretty girl appears.
" Gwendolen, my dear, "she exolaims,
turning suddenly toward her, and there
by scattering the pile of manuscript in
every direction, " I want your ear. She
has the most correct ear "this to an
elderly lady who is sewing industrious
ly by a small work-table in the center of
the room. " Now my prose is exeellent
and my poetry not bad so I am told ;
bnt sometimes my rhymes don't rhyme
exactly, but that sort of thins is onlv
allowed to the very greatest of poets.
I'm introdncinga battle-song in the last
cnapter or my novelette, and I'm in
doubt about 'hurrah' and "war'
rah and "war." Are they twins, or
are t jey not, Gwendolen ?"
But before Gwendolen, who is on her
Knees picking up the scattered papers.
can reply, somebody comes down the
sours wuu a men ana ooiw into tne
sanctum.
" Mother, I kiss your little ink-stained
fingers," he says. " But all the same I
must have Browneves; I want her arm
My grape gatherer is waiting for the
wherewithal to gather the grapes."
" It is I mean are they ?" asks Mrs.
Ulenmoreland, as Jessie puts tbe manu
script on tbe desk again, and places a
paperweight upon it. And then she
smiles at her son. who. after tenderly
ruffling the ruffled hair still mor kisses
ii i i i.
me Drew ueneaui it.
" I don't think they are," modestly
answers Jessie.
" Thanks, dear I" And the pen is
dipped into the ink again.
" And now, Browneyes, your arm
your arm I" cries Denys, striking a
melodramatic attitude.
"I'm afraid you can't have it just yet
Mr. Denys. I have promised your fa
ther my nose for an honr or so," says
Browneyes, dropping a cunning little
courtesy.
" By Jove I is the governor at work
again ? Ten to one he never finishes it.
I'll look in on him for a moment or two;
ne ii turn me out at the end of that
time. By-by mamma."
" I really don't know what we would
ilo without her." says Mrs. Glenmore
land, musingly, letting her pen fall and
blotting the sheet before Ler us the
young pet p:e vanish.
"Meaning Gwendolen. Browneves.
Jes-iie, or wbnttver her name is?" in
quires the elderly ludv (who bv-the-bve-
s an aunt of tbe author's, on a visit to
her niece for the firtt time in fifteen
years).
" Known as Jessie to her sponsors in
baptism, ' explains Mrs. Glonmoielnnd.
" but Denya has always collel her
Browneyes, and I have a habit of giving
her the name of my heroine for the time
being ; it helps to keep my story in my
thoughts. D; or, dear, how many names
the little girl has answered to slnoe she
came here four years ago I And she
never objected but to two Phantom of
Yel'ow Hill,' and Hag of Murder
ureek. Audi uon t rnuih wonder at
her not liking them."
" Neither uo I," says the aunt, with a
grim smile. " Uut you have never told
me anything about her. Who is she ? "
"Havru'c I? Well, as I can't take
up the thread of my poem that horrid
uenys; 1 11 take up the cat " lifting a
pretty white and black kitten from the
floor "ami narrate for your especial
benefit. You know when Gerald and I
were first married we were very unprac
tical" J 1
"I should think so," interrupts the
elderly lady, with a deoisive nod.
"One a scribbler of sixteen, the other a
sculptor of nineteen."
"But dear mamma, with whom we
lived." her nipnn onp.a nn "mo, la i;f
1 c? - I ..w
easy for us until nine years ngo, when
she died. Then for five years all was
experiment and confusion. At first we
trie! boariing; but the people with
whom wa boarded nhifWp 1 In nnr hronl-
fasting at odd moments between eight
and twelve, and thought it unreasonable
that we ehould expect little suppers at
nililnielit. And. besidpn. tlmv nlun
complained that Denys then only
twelve, uui nueauy ueveiopiDg me ar
tistic Used their best saucers, plates,
nud other thinca t: mi nninfa nn arA
when the dear boy borrowed the marble
nao oi tue panor taoie for the same
meritorious purpose, they became so
varir violent wa verA nhKcral frt 1aua
Then we tried furnished rooms; made
coffee over the gas in the morning, and
dined at the restaurant in tbe evening.
tint WA WerA Rfiri. I1 llirr-.? t.l iriva nr.
this mode of life; the principal rea oa
being tnai tue dui oi fare proved such a
temptation; and to our shame ba it said
bavins the most nnoet-tain of
that when our ventures were success
ful we weafcly suocumbed to the tempt
er, and ate birds on toast, and limil4
chicken, and omelette-souffle, and terra-
1 11 m '
pin, ami au sorts oi expensive good
things, as long as our money lasted, and
in oonseauenca were. restru-iaA tn h.j
U fcfA?U
and cheese and dried beef in the priva
cy oi our aparimeuts lor a week or more
after. At last, after having dined sump.
tuouslv one dav. with b. fan, ;-.;t,i
guestB, off a medallion and a three-col-
uoiueu Biory, ana tnen being obliged to
live for two weeks on one tdiort column
we oonoluded to trv boanli
- Q UIV1C.
renting a room at the same time ia the
Raphael building, where Gerald could
fling his clay and plaster about to his
heart s content, anil rnco 1 1
not go to school, and would paint, might
be out of the way of the landlady's china.
But. mv dear aunt, th nth,. u .
were iu that stadio from morn till night;
indued, several of the most impecunious'
spent their nights there, md very little
TV V S& WHO V"UV-
" Then fortnnatelv flint ; n .
- . ... -w ad, uvi in
timately, but providentially no, I don't
mean that either, hnt T
. ' - "
seekinir for the pronnr Afn.A.D;.n
ald s old unole died, and left him this
nouse. -xjeis go to housekeeping,'
said I, and we went. Heaven save the
mark I 1 never could make change;
neither could Gerald ; and as for Denys,
he and the arithmetic are and always
have been perfect strangers. The re
suit of this ignorance eonld not fail to
be an expensive one. Everybody cheat
ed us. The servant girls wore my best
dresses to wakes and parties, and one of
them had two of her friends concealed in
the house for three monthB, waxing
strong and stout on my provisions, and
when at last they were discovered, de
clared that she never knew they were
there at all at all.
" And we were forever in debt, and
fast losing our senses, when my dress
maker, a dear, good-hearted English
woman, who used to give me advice,
housekeeping advice, iu a motherly sort
of way, whioh I would have taken if I
could have remembered it, died, after a
long illness, leaving a fifteen-year-old
daughter. The child looked up at me
with those wonderful brown eyes when I
asked her, after her mother s funeral,
And what will you do, my dear ?' and
Raid, ' I don't know ma'am ; I have no
relation but a grandfather out West,
and he has Just married again, and I
don't think he wants me. ' I gave her a
kiss, and told her to come home with
me. And she came, and since then life
has been more than endurable. She
proved to be the cleverest little thing
that ever lived, intimately acquainted
with the arithmetic and heaven's first
law, and has learned to manage every
thing and everybody in the house with
marvelous tact and skill. And the man
ner in which she understands my absent
minded ways and contrary orders is ab
solutely wonderful. Who else, for in
stance, would know that often when I
Bay ' shoes ' I mean 4 hat,' and vice
versaf and who else could translate
'both dark and white meat and the
Chinese, you knew, my dear,' into
' chicken salad and rice pudding?' She's
a treasure rhymes like a bird, poses
like an angel, and "
" Has she no lovers ?" asks the elder
ly lady, looking solemnly over her
spectacles.
" Lovers 1 Bless you, no. Never
the slightest sign of one. Her mother
was an old maid; that is, she wasn't
when I mean she was before she was
married. Lovers I Good gracious 1
don't speak of such a thing. I should
murder them. And I'm quite sure
Alicia the name of my next heroine,"
she explains, in answer to a questioning
look from her aunt "has never
dreamed Was that a knock at the
door ? If it be Alicia, enter; anybody
else, depart immediately."
The door opens in obedience to this
command, delivered in a loud voice with
much emphasis, and "Alicia" enters
with downcast eyes and a black-edged
letter in her hand.
"I don't want it ! I won't have it I"
almost screams her mistress. "I hate
black letters. Take it away."
"It is not for yon, ma'am. It is
mine; and and " (with faltering voice)
" I fear I must leave you."
"Leave me I" shouted Mrs. Glen
moreland, starting to her feet and
dropping the cat, and in her excitement
she seizes the worn garment the elder
ly lady has been carefully patching an.1
darning for the last hour from that
worthy person's hands and rends it from
top to bottom. " Leave us l What can
you what do you mean ?"'
" My grandfather has sent for me,
ma'am. His wife is dead, and he savs
it is my" duty to come and live with
him, as I have no other relative in the
world."
"And you ar9 going?" demands Mrs.
Glenmoreland, in tragio tones.
"I do not know how to refuse."
" Gerald I Denys I" calls Mrs. Glen
moreland, loudly, running across hei
room and flinging the door wide open.
"Come here instantly."
In flies her husband, a lump of clay
in his hand, and down rushes Denys,
palette on thumb.
" My darling, what's up ?" asks Ger
ald. "By Jove! mother, how vou fright
ened me I Thought the house was on
lire," says her son.
" Gwendolen Jessie Browneyes
a i r -i; ... " .
iiuuia she, pointing an me weeping
girl, " is going away, never to return."
" Going away I" repeats her husband,
striking his head with his right hand,
and then stalking wildly about the room.
totally unconscious that he has left the
lump of clay among his raven curls.
"Browneyes leaving us forever," re
proachfnllv cries Denvs.
"After I've loved her all these years."
sods Mrs. Ulenmoreland.
" And I've loved her all these years."
says Mr. Glenmoreland.
" And I've ' begins Denys, and then
stops with a blush that is reflected in
the girl's sweet face.
"Going to her grandfather horrid
old hunks ! who never thought of her
before he killed her step-grandmamma.
and who only wants her now to save
the expense of hiring a housekeeper and
nurse, which he is well able to do, the
venerable wretch I Ana she th uks it
her duty to go. beoause he's her onlv
relative.' And I've always felt as though
I were her mother;" and overcome with
emotion, Mrs. Glenmoreland drops mto
her chair again.
" And I as though I were her father."
asserts tbe sculptor.
" And I as though I were her broth "
says the painter, and stops iu confnsion
as before.
Jessie turns from one to the other
with clasped hands and streaming eyes.
" I shall never, never be as happy any
where as I have been here. I would
have been content to have served you all
my life. But how could I reconcile it
to my conscience if, without sufficient
reason, I disregarded the appeal of my
only relative, and that relative my
mother a father r
" But he needn't be your ' only rela
tive." says Denys, earnestly, flinging
his palette, paint side down, on his
mother's silken lap, and springing with
one bound to the young girl's side.
"There can be other and nearer rein.
tives than grandfathers, Browneyes. I
never knew how dearly I loved you till
this moment. I cannot bear the thought
of losing yon. I want your band and
heart. Take mo for your husband,
dearest, and then your duty will be to
share my fortunes for evermore."
Jessie, the innocent child, holds up
her pretty mouth for bis k'ss before
them all the cat is playing with her
grandfather's letter and a wonderful
smile turns to diamonds her tears.
"The very thing I" proclaims Mr.
Glenmoreland.
"Of course," says his wife. "Why
didn't you think of it before, you tire
some boy, and save all this bother?
And now go away, all of yen. I have an
idea for a story."
What Blind Men Hare Done.
The long list of the names of the blind
who have been'eminent in the various
branches of learning from the time of
Diodatns, who lived fifty years before
the Christian era, to the present time,
is well worth remembering. The fol
lowing are some of those to whom we
refer :
Diodatus, of Asia Minor, celebrated
for his learning in philosophy, geometry
and music
Eusebius, also of Asia, lived from 815
to 840 of the Christian era ; beoame
blind at five years of age; died at
twenty-five. And yet, during so short
a lifetime, this blind man, by his theo
logical writings, has come to us, and
will go down to posterity, as one of the
fathers of Christianity.
Henry, the minstrel of Scotland, au
thor of " The Poetio Life of Wallaoe,"
was born blind in 136L
Margaret, of Bavenna, born in 1505,
blind at three months; celebrated for
her writings on theology and morals.
Hermann Torrentiu, of Switzerland,
born in 1646, and author of a history
and poetical dictionary.
Nicholas Sanderson, of Yorkshire,
England, born in 1682 ; learned in math
ematics, astronomy, and wrote a book
on algebra.
Thomas Blncklock, D. D., of Scot
land, born in 1751 ; blind at six months;
celebrated for his learning in poetry,
divinity and music.
Francis Huber, of Geneva, Switzer
land, born iu 1610; wrote on natural
soienoes, bees, ants, and on eduoation.
John Milton, born in 1608. in London;
author of " Paradise Lost."
John Metcalf, born in 1717, in Eng
land; road surveyor and road contractor.
John Gough, bom in 1757, in Eng
land; blind at three years; wrote on
b-tany, natural history, etc.
David Macbeath, born in 1792, in
Scotland; learned in music ai d mathe
matics, and inventor of the string alpha
bet for the blind. .
M. Fooault, born in Paris in 1799;
invented a writing apparatus for the
blind.
M. Knio, of Prussia, born blind; was
director of an institution for the blind,
and wrote on the education of the
blind.
Alexander Rodenbach, of Belgium,
born in 1786; member of the Belgian
congress, and wrote several works on
the blind and the deaf-mute.
William Henry Churohman, formerly
superintendent oi the institution for
the blind, at Indianapolis, Ind., and
author of architectural designs aud re
ports for the institution.
Prof. Fawoett, member of the British
parliament, and an eminent philosophi
cal writer.
The Widower and the Widow.
When Mr. Thomas Thompson was
courting the widow who became his
sixth wife, said he, taking a pinch of
snuff and looking wise, " I will tell yon
what I expect of you, my dear. You are
aware that I have had a good deal of
matrimonial experience. Ho-hum I It
makes me sad to think of it, and I may
truly say that my enp of misery would
be running over at this moment if it
were not for you. Bnt to business. I
was about to remark that Jane, my fitst,
could muke better coffee than any other
woman in the world. I trust you will
adopt her recipe for the preparation of
that beverage."
"My first husband frequently re
marked " began the widow.
" And there was Susan," interrupted
Mr. Thompson, "she was the best
mender that probably ever lived. It
was her delight to find a button off; and
as for rents in coats and things, I have
seen her shed tears of joy when she saw
them, she was so desirous of using her
needle for their repair. Ob, what a
woman Susan was I"
" Many is the time," began the wid
ow, "that my first husband "
" With regard to Anna, who was my
third," said Mr. Thompson, "I think
her forte, above all others, was in the
accomplishment of the cake known as
slapjack. I have very pleasant visions
at this moment of my angelic Anna as
she appeared in the kitchen of a frosty
morning, enveloped in smoke and the
morning sunshine that stole through
the window, or bearing to my plate a
particularly nice article of slapjack with
the remark, ' That's the nicest one yet,
Thomas; cat it while it's hot.' Some
times, I assure you, my dear, these re
collections are quite overpowering."
He applied his handkerchief to his
eyes, and the widow said, " Oh, yes; I
know how it is myself, sir. Many is
the time that I see in my lonely Lours
my dear first hus "
" The pride and joy of Julia, my
fourth, and I may say, too, of Clara, my
fifth," interrupted Mr. Thompson, with
some apparent accidental violence of
tone, "lay in the art of making over
their spring bonnets. If yon will be
lieve it, my dear, one bonnet lasted
those two blessed women through all the
happy years they lived with me they
would turn them and make them over so
many times 1 Dear, dear, what a change,
f ul world what an unhappy, changeful
world 1"
" I say to myself a hundred times a
day, sir," said the widow, with a sigh;
"I frequently remarked to my first
hus"
" Madam," said Mr. Thompson, sud
denly, and with great earnestness,
"oblige me by never mentioning that
chap again. Are you not aware that he
must be out of the question forever
more ? Can you not see that your con
tinual references to him sicken my soul ?
Let us have peace, madam let me have
peace I"
"Very well, sir," said the widow,
meekly. I beg your pardon, and
promise not to do it again. "
And they were married, and their
lives were as brieht and peaceful aa Miav
could wish.
To make your coat last Make your
ronsers and vest first. ,
TIMELY TOI'ICS.
The monument in China to the Amer
ican, Captain Ward, who became commander-in-chief
of the Chinese army, is
very oosuy, ana has on its top an ever
growing my, which is watered
day.
every
A Weyauwega (Wis.) German pound
ed his wife, cut a young man who oame
to the rescue upon the nose with a sa
ber, whipped a deputy sheriff and his
posse when they went to arrest him,
and for all of these offenses was fined
by a police justice the sum of $10.
The Cincinnati Timet alleges that
an old man in that city, after running
through a fortune of $65,000 after mar
rying a second wife, carried the monu
ment he had erected to his first wife at
a oost of $1,400 to a marble-yard, and
exposed it for sale, after the erasure of
the inscription upon it.
One Beinert, a miller of Plauen
Dreden, Saxony, has philanthropioally
presented the town with money for
planting cherry trees along the streets,
the money to be refunded from the sale
of the cherries when the trees begin to
bear. Beinert was under the impres
sion that there was no small boys in
Plauen-Dreden.
A clerk in a Denver (Col.) grocery
stole provisions to send to the workmen
in a mine that he partly owned. He
had recently married, and bore an ex
cellent reputation, so the exposure of
his crime was a stunning blow. He
begged the officer who made the arreBt
to let him stay at home until morning.
The officer complied, staying on guard
in the house. In the night the prisoner
and his wife committed suicide with
laudanum.
The famous Boston " Saturday Club "
has lost by death during the lost few
years the following members : Pres
cott, Felton, Motley, Hawthorne, Agos
siz, Howe, Sumner, Andrew, Wyman
and Qnincy. The living members are
R. W. Emerson, H. W. Longfellow. O.
W. Holmes, J. R. Lowell, E. P. Whip
ple, J. S. D wight, J. G. Whittier, J. T.
Fields, B. Pierce, the two Danas, E. R.
Hoar, T. G. Appleton, C.E. Norton, J.
E. Cabot, H. James, W. D. Howells,
J. M. Forbes, F. H. Hedge, M. Brim
mer, W. M. Hunt, C. F. Adams, O. W.
Eliot, C. O. Perkins, F. Parkman, Asa
Gray, Horace Gray and A. Agassiz.
A Wisconsin girl put on trousers and
started through the deep snow to walk
six miles to a village for provisions, the
family larder being empty. She soon
became tied out, besides losing her way,
and the cold was intense. A big New
foundland dog which accompanied her
was the means of saving Ler life. She
8oo,-ed out a hollow in the snow, lay
down in it, and made the warm dog lie
on her, shifting him about so as to suc
cessively cover th6 coldest part of her
body. In that way she passed a whole
night, and was not veiy severely frost
bitten. "With two or three more
dogs," she says, "I wonld have got
along very comfortably."
Uterul if Old.
The following simple rules for pre
serving health and promoting comfort,
if not new to some of our readers, are
none the less important to every one.
The object of brushing the teeth is to
remove the destructive particles of food
which, by their decomposition, generate
decay. To ncntralize the acid resulting
from this chemical change is the object
of dentriflce. A stiff brush should be
used after every meal, and a thread of
silk floss or India rubber passed through
between the teeth to remove particles of
food. Rinsing the mouth in lime water
neutralizes the acid.
Living and sleeping iu a room in
which the sun never enters is a slow
form of suicide. A sun-bath is the most
refreshing and life-giving bath that can
possibly be taken.
Always keep the feet warm, and thus
avoid colds. To this end, never sit in
damp shoes or wear foot covering fitting
or pressing closely.
The best time to eat fruit is half an
hour before breakfast.
A full bath should not be taken less
than three hours after a meal. Never
drink cold water before bathing. Do not
take a cold bath when tired.
Keep a box of powdered srarch on the
wasbstand ; and, after washing, rub a
pinch over the hands. It will prevent
chapping.
If feeling oold before going to bed,
exercise ; do not roast over a fire.
Scientific American.
The Gardener's Lesson,
Two gardeners had their early crops
of peas killed by the frost. One of
them was very impatient under the loss,
and fretted about it very much. The
other went patiently to work at once to
plant a new crop. After a while, the
impatient, fretting man went to his
neighbor. To his surprise, he found
another crop of peas growing finely.
He wondered how this could be.
" These are what I sowed while you
were fretting," said his neighbor.
" But don't you ever fret f " he asked.
"Yes, I do ; but I put it off till I have
repaired the mischief that Las been
done. "
" Why, then you have no need to fret
at all !"
" True," said his friend ; aud lhat'
the reason I put it off."
The Water Toriu.e In Japan.
The originators of this cruel device
relied upon the torments of thirst as
more Powerful than mnmnnrnnnl ml.
. -w w w fV. DMA-
fenng. The prisoner is for several days
confined to an extremely salt diet, with
out rice or water. When two or three
days have passed the craving for water
becomes incessant, and the sufferings of
the tortured man approach the bounds
of insanity. Efforts are then made to
obtain confession by subjecting the suf
ferer to the agony endured by Tantalus
when iu the midst of the infernal lake,
whose waters he could not touch. On
all sides the thirst-distracted prisoner
beholds water water for which he
would saerifloe everything but whioh
he eannot touch exoept upon the condi
tions of confession, aJan Gazette,
THAT SEA SERPENT !
Till Time It U Keen by tbe Verarlons Cap
tain of the Sloop 'f Jane Eliza," in Lons
Island Honnd.
A guileless New York reporter was
told the following sea serpent yarn by
Captain Daniel Dalton, of the good ship
Jane Eliza :
" Now, put it down just as I tell you,"
tbe captain said. "The Jane Eliza
started from the foot of Harrison street,
Brooklyn, on Jan. 2, 1879, loaded with
1,200 bushels of salt, consigned by J. P.
& G. O.Robinson to S. E. Merwin &
Son, New Haven. Yon will remember
it was the time when the big New Year
storm was blowing along the coast.
When we got along as far in the sound
as Greenwich point, near where Tweed's
olub Louse used to be, sailing under
close reefs (I was on deck, my son Frank
was at the helm, and my son William
was walking along the side, whioh left
Joe down below doing the cooking),
Willinm sung out to me and says;
" Pop, anything sunk here?
' No,' says I; but we're in deep
water here, and you wont touch it if
there is.'
" By George 1' says he, there's the
sea serpent,'
" That's just as it was said. We were
heading east-southeast at the time, and
he (the serpent) was healing west
southwest, toward Captain's island. We
had approached each other at an angle,
and our bow must Lave passed over his
tail."
" Did you feel any shock ?"
"No, I don't think there was any
shock. The first I noticed was when I
heard William sing out, By George I'
Then I saw ten feet of a big snake out
of water. He must have been not less
than fifty feet away at the time. It was
about a minute, I judge, that Frank
aud William and I had to dike observa
tions of him. We called Joe, but he
couldn't leave his cooking in time to
get a sight. Now, if you'll take down
the description. His head was just like
that of a snake. It was flat on top, aud
a foot and a half broad. In color
it was black, with green spots. The left
eye, which was the only one we could
see, stuck out of its head like a frog's
eye."
" How large was it?"
. " About as big as a decent-sized sau
cer. As be went along, he kind of
turned his head and kept his eye on us.
This was in broad day-light, at two
o'clock in the afternoon. The eye
showed angry, but he never turned on
us or showed fight. I could have put
a bullet through the eye as well as not,
or I could have thrown a harpoon into
his body, but I never carry fire-arms,
and I'm not a whaler, as I used to be.
The head was about three feet long.
At least it began to taper down about
that distance from the tip of tbe nose.
This smaller part continued for about
ton feet, and was held up entirely out
of water. After that it began to swell
ull at once until it was as large as a
barrel. We could see that about two
thirds of this part was under water as
bo kind of rolled in the waves, and one
third, was out of water. We couldn't eee
any of the rest of him."
" How long to you think the serpjut
was?"
"Well, now, you guess, and I'll
guess, and I'll guess that he couldn't
have been leBs than thirty feet."
Tue reporter guessed twenty feet
more, judging from the size of the head
and body, and Capt. Daltou thought
that the serpent might well bo fifty feet
feet long. He had put the length at
the smallest figure he could conscien
tiously. "In what way did he disappear?"
was next asked.
" Well, after he had kept his eye on
us for about a quarter of a minute, he
dipped his head into the water and vvent
down (Capt. Dalton wriggled his nand
slowly toward the floor) with a kind of
easy, waving motion."
"And didn't his tail rise out of water
wheu his head went down ?"
"No, because he was a snake."
" Why not, because he was a snake ?"
" Snakes, you must understand, have
no fins. They have to move themselves
with their tails, so that if their tails get
out of water they are lost. He had to
keep his tail under. If it had been a
shark or a porpoise, it would have
showed its fail for certain. This is a
demonstration. I've seen lots of sharks
and porpoises and all kinds of sea crea
tures iu my travels all over the globe,
and I know that this was a snake. And
then there's another thing. I've read
in the Sun that on Friday, August 24,
1877, a serpant rose up out of the Sound
about twenty feet, and was bigger round
than a barrel, at this very spot that is
near Captain's island lighthouse. It
hissed and roared. A few days afterward
Cjpt. Wicks, the two men at the wheel,
and others oh the steamer Bridgeport
felt her hit something on her starboard
quarter. It shook the whole boat.
William Gamble, the deok watchman,
heard something liLe a hiss and a bark,
and then something blaok rose up as
high as the flagpole and went down
again. That was just off of Captain's
island, too ; and last summer, just about
the same place, it was Been again by
somebody else."
Capt. Dalton drew a picture of the
animal he had seen with the reporter's
pencil. In constructing the eye he first
drew a large round cipher and scoured
it all black with the point of the pencil.
His two stalwart sons, who constitute
Lis two mates and the crew, corroborate
every word of their father's story.
Some European Statistics.
According to Hubner's "Statistical
tables of all the countries of the earth,"
there are yearly, births, deaths, mar
riages and number of children in ele
mentary sohools for every 10,000 inhab
itants, in the following oouutries :
Child fn in
SirlftJ. Dmih: Marxian, ScAooit,
The German em
pire 106 292 90 1,500
Austria-Hungary 402 352 88 t)90
Great Britain and
Ireland. 846 220 77 800
Fran oe 267 231 86 9U0
Italy 360 306 80 708
Russia has the smallest proportionate
number in elementary schools, about
150 per 10,000 inhabitants, and the
United States of America the largest,
2,180 for every 10,000 inhabitants.
ITEMS OF INTEREST.
An ugly miss Miss Government.
Lying down An incipient mustache.
Jack Frost is one of the coolest fellows
going.
Le Mars, Ia., is numerously begirt
by prairie wolves.
"A last farewell" A shoemaker
giving up business.
Caleb Gushing couldn't abide to have
bis room tidied up.
Hatred is keener than friendship, but
less keen than love.
Tramps are no longer allowed to sleep
in Cincinnati parks.
Chief Joseph wears coal blaok hair
banged on his brow.
A man in Illinois has found a way to
make good lumber out of compressed
straw.
A farmer, who keeps his fences in
good order, has a good deal of stile
about him.
When a young lady wants to appear
in a blaze of glory she indulges in a little
torchon lace.
The Toronto Globe calls the proposed
international park at Niagara falls an
" international play ground."
A olock keeps its hands before its faoe,
probably because it is ashamed of the
cowardly manner in whioh time flies.
The first postoffioe in America was
established in New York in 1719, under
the auspices of the colonial govern
ment. A gentleman writing from the West,
says that he is altered so since he left
home that his " oldest creditor would
not know him."
The young man who wrote and asked
his girl to accept a " bucket" of flowers,
became a little pale when she said she
wooden ware it.
Dr. Abel, the Berlin correspondent
of the London Times, can get up off the
ice and rub the back of his head in
seventy different languages.
She asked him if her new dress wasn't
as sweet as a spring rose, and the brute
said it was, even to the minor attraction
of having a little due upon it.
" I know I am a perfect bear in my
manners," said a young farmer to his
sweetheart. " No, indeed, you are not,
John; you have never hugged me yet."
So delicate is the machinery for cut
ting out wood for papering walls that
200 leaves are cut from an ii.ch of white
maple and 125 out of wood with open
grain, such as oak and walnut.
Wishing to pay his friend a compli
ment, a gentleman remarked, " I hear
yon have a very industrious wife."
" Yes," replied the friend, with a melan
choly smile; "she's never idle; she's
always finding something for me to do."
"Isn't it funny?" he exclaimed, a
he leaned buck in Lis seat at the theater,
and wiped away tbe ttars that the
lnughter-provokiug comedian had pro
duced. "Yes, I should say to," re
sponded Lis fair companion; "it's one
of Ler sister's old one's made over." His
jnw dropped into Lis lap as Le turned
Lis gaze upen the young lady in front,
whose personnel his partner had been
studying. Rockland Courier.
Ob, the S., the beantifni B.l
Hotr the folks want it in the preps.
" Can vou not next let it appear 'i ' i
They write to the editor every year ;
Even the schoolgirls of fourteen or lees,
As original verse send the beautiful B.,
Bogging.
l'raying,
Imploring to print it.
But tbe editor's atove is aglow for to bless
And welcome the coming of beantifni 8.
Chicago Tribune.
Legends ef the Rose.
In the neighborhood of Jerusalem is
a pleasant valley, which still bears the
name of Solomon's Rose Garden, and
where, according to a Mohammedan
myth, a compact was made between the
Wise Man and the genii of the Morning
Land, which was writ, not in blood, like
bond between Faust and Mephistoph
eles, nor iu gall like our modern trea
ties, but with saffron and rose water
upon the petals of white roses. In Paris,
in the sixteenth century, an edict was
issued requiring all Jews to wear a rose
on their breast, as a distinguishing
mark. Iu the Catholio Tyrol, iu the
present day, betrothed swains ire ex
pected to carry a rose during the period
of their betrothal, as a warning to yosng
maidens of their engaged state. Roses
have played, and still play, an import
ant part in popular usages iu many
other parts of the world. In Germany
young girls deck their hair with white
roses for their confirmation, their en
trance into the world, and when, at
the end of life's career, the aged grand
mother departs to her eternal rest, a
last gift, in the shape of a rose gar
land, is laid upon Ler bier. Julius
Cieaar, it is recorded, was fain to hide
bis baldness at the age of thirty with
the produoe of the Roman rose gardens,
as Anacreon hid the snows of eighty
under a wreath of roses. At mid-Lent
the pope sends a golden rose to particu
lar churches or crowned Leads whom he
designs especially to Louor. Martin
Luther wore a rose in his girdle. In
these instances the rose serves as a sym
bol of ecclesiastical wisdom. A rose
figured on the Leadsman's axe of the
VoehmgericLt. Many orders, fraterni
ties and societies Lave takeu the rose as
their badge. The " Rosicrncians " may
be instanced. The "Society of the
Rose," of Hamburg, au association of
learned ladies of the seventeenth cen
tury, is a less known example. It was
divided into four sections, the Roses,
the Lilies, the Violets, and the Pinks.
The holy Medardus instituted in
France the custom of "La Rosiere," by
which, in certain localities, a money
gift and a crown of roses are bestowed
en the devoutest and most industrious
maiden in the commune. The infamous
Duke de Obartres established an "Or
der of tbe Rose," with a diametrically
opposite .intention, the avowed object
being tbe undermining of female virtue.
At Treviso a curious rose feist is or
was Leld annually. A castle was
erected with tapestry and silken
hangings, and defended by the best
born maidens in the city against the at
tacks of. the young bachelors, xlmonds,
nutmegs, roses and squitts filled with
rose water beiug the ammunition freely
used on both sidts, Gardener's Maga-ir,e.
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