r HENRY A. PARSONS, Jr., Editor and Publisher- NIL DESPEHANDTJM. Two Dollars. nor Annum. VOL. X. KIDG-WAY, ELK COUNTY, PA., THURSDAY, EEB11UAEY 17, 1881. ' 1V0. 52. Tha World ns I Find It. They Say the world's a voary plaoo, W here tears are never dried, Where pleasures pas like breath on grass, Ami only woes ubiclo. It may do I cannot know Yet this I dare to nay: 3Iy lot has had more glad than sad. And so it has to-day. They say that love's a eruel Jeat; They toll of women's wiles That poison dips in pouting lips, And death in dimpled smiles. It may ho so I ennnot know Yet sure of this I am: Ono hoirt is found above- tho ground Whoso lovo is not a sham. They say that life's a btar curso That hearts arc mn lo to ache, That Jo.it and song are gravc-ly wron.sr, Aul death's a vast mi-iUike. It may bo so I cannot know But lut them talk their fill; I like my life, anil love my wife', And mean to do so still. Fru hrick Li njhridje. A TERRIBLE MOMENT. I had just rejoined my regiment in India, the Forty-second Higlanders, better known an tho Black Watch, after ft year of sick leave in Europe, and was seated iu my friend Major McGregor's cool nnd comfortable bungalow, gossip ing over till that had occurred in the corps during my absence, when young ; Alick Farquharson, one of the Inver cnuld Fiirquhiirsons, strolled in with j the, to me, pleasiug intelligence of i " Tiger." I ' By Jove, that old shikarree, what- , voti-may-onll-Vm I never can recollect j liis unnic has smelt tho beast, and the : colonel is for getting up a grand hunt, for tin purpose of bagging the brute j and tho skin; the latter for Mrs. " mentioning a lady's name, the j ifV.ov.wU' TVull T will linf vmipnt j,,, "Doii 'take the colonel," grumbled Sandy MePherson, who spoke with ns j stron ra Scotch accent as ativ "biw j duel north ot the Iweed; "lies a tha time speerin' about tigers and var mint, and if aue o' tho laddies kills a beasiie, down he pops on him for the skin." "If would be awfully jolly to cut out this hunting expedition." I suggested. "And how?" demanded Farquharson. " Just to boat up a few beaters, get out to the jungle, and pot the beast while the -colonel is ordering elephants in impossible Hiudoostauee." "By Jupiter Olympus I I'm with you!" cried Farquharson; "but we must start right awLiy, for I heard Old Bagpipes" the irreverent title by which our commanding olllcer was known, ac q lircd from the fact of his ordering the pipers of the corps to play n! chotohassuy, alias breakfast: tiliiu, alias luncheon, iuid dinner, till the mess was f.iirly "skirted" to death " tolling Gordon to look up the guns." "Wo shall start now!" I cried. "I havo brought out a capital pair of double-barivh'd breech-loaders, smooth borethe Prince of Wales brought dovn a slag of ten tyne with o.u of them at Mar Forest this season aid a Snyder." "Thou I'll look up the beaters and old wlia'.-.lo-yovi-oall-Vni, the shikarree," sat 1 Far piharsou. Far piharson and I left the compound by different exits, having agreed upon a rendezvous. Wheu we arrived at the trysfiug place I found the shikarree and half a dozen bea'ers, armed not only with rilles, but with rockets, the latter for the purpose of driving the tiger out of the jim-rle. I had taken the precaution of thrust ing a contcau dt chasse, or deer-knife given to me, by the way, by his royal highness, the Duke of Oonuaught, while at Lord Fife's in my bolt, and armed with my double barrel I felt a match for any tawny denizen of the yellow jungle. The shikarree assured us with con- siderable circumlocution and after ex- j acting a solemu promise to save him j from the wrath of sahib, tho colonel that a tiger had been hovering about this particular jungle for some time j past ; that a cow hud mysteriously dis- j uppenred, and, having been tracked, its t boues were found close by where we j were then lioMing council ot war The jungle in which his Tigerian ; nsconced j maiestv was supposed to be ensconce was but a short quarter of a mile from camp, and of a very closo and dense nature, savo iu bald patches, which yielded a goodly crop of boulders, or where a small stream cut it in two. ' A few stunted trees endeavored to beard the fierce rays of the Indian sun, but ; King Sol had shriveled up their foliage i uutil it was of tho tawny yellow of the jungle grass, that color so admirably j arranged to conceal the hide of the ! tiger. j "Ah!" suddenly exclaimed the shi-j karroo, in a low tone, " it's nil right, sahib. The tiger is in the jungle. Ah, here's his pug" (track). " See how it leads right into it." "That's a largo 'fist,'" observed Farquharson. "Yes, sahib, it is ono great pug. Great trier great shiker" (beast) "for biihibs." Tho beaters, who, as a rule, arc tho most cowardly wretches in tho world, now huddled together oud held council iu low whispors, their heads close, their eyes dirocted to the jungle, their burn ished bodies in attitudes suggestive of instant flight. The shikarree ordered us to beat that section of tho junglo on our immediate right as being tho most dense, and whero, in all probability, the tiger was now enjoying a post-prandial nap, good dige-otion having waited upon sppotite. The boaters were accordingly assem bled, and Farquharson took tho near side, whllo I took tho other. With a sharp glanoe at our gunlocks, and a general hitch to garments, we prepared to go into aotion. " I say, old fellow," pleaded my companion-in-arms, "won't you give me tho first shot ? It's my first tiger-potting, yon know." " Certainly, Farqitharson ; I'll give you the whole tiring. I shall only lire lu case of accident." " Little did I nina.ino that lny words wore so soon to bo proved prophetic. In a few seconds tho beaters began to yell in chorus, and to firo bamboo rockets, and I can imngiue how dis gusted tho tiger must have born to have his siesta so strangoly and so rudoly broken in upon. "How thoso chaps yolL" laughed Farquharson. "Keep your eye on the junglo, Alick," I growled, " and lot them roar as much as they like." I had been in a " tight box " before now, by having my attention diverted from business at wliich strategists are pi, m( Not a sign his presence, jungle grats f fizzed into it, The beaters v tho psychological mo- tho tiger yet given of ot a blade of tho long Vred, save when a rocket rtting it on fire. Were silent, a signal for who held up his hand. the Rhikurree, while his head was parched on one side like that of a bird, in tho attitude of listening. " Hush r Then came tho unmistakable cough (generally called a roar) of a tiger. I danced at Alick. to ascertain how the I music agreed with hiin. He had paled a little, but his eyes were Hashing and his lips compressed. " We have "him !" he excitedly cried, j " Not yet, old boy. There's many a : slip between the cup and tho lip, I j retorted. j " He cannot escape." " Not if we can help it, but if he's ! lodia bngh a game-killing tiger we j may lose him yrt." There is, in my opinion, only ouo variety of tiger, although the animal, like all others that I am acquainted with, is subject to a slight variation of j appearance that may be more or less j accounted for by his peculiar habits, j which vury according to the locality and j nature of the country he ranges over, i In manv parts of India over which I 1 Llivi: hunted, the natives recognize three kinds of tigers, whici i they distinguish "U"B ,u luc" the following names : First, the lodia ! bagh, or game-killing' tiger ; secondlv, ) the ooutin bagh, which lives chielly i j upon domestic cattle ; aim thirdly, the ! admee kliana wallah, or man-eater, i which latter, happily, are few and far ; I between. i ! A single tiger will jk.il! a bullock or j I buffalo everv five davs, if h? gets the ! chance, often eating tho hiudquarter the first night, and hiding the remaiu- i dor in a bush to consume at his leisure, j Should he have been fired at, or dis- ! tnrbed on his return to teis quarry, he j becomes cunning, and a great ileal more j destructive, killing a fresh bullock whenever he wants food ; nnd I have known tigers that have become so sus picious that they would not return to ' uu animal they had killed, although 1 they had only lapped the blood, and the' bullock was almost untouched. I Ou the other hand, I have, known a j tiger returning day after day to the ear- j eass of the ox he had killed, and pick- j ing the bones clean, notwithstanding he j had been twice fired at by a native shi karree. But to return to my adventure. The shikarree suddenly gave a low "coo" twice, which told mo 'hat he had gotten ou a warm scent. Suddenly .1 heard a slight noise like tlm crackling of a dry leaf. I distinctly saw a move ment or waving in the high grass, as if something was making its way toward us. Then I heard a loud purring sound, and saw something twitching backward and forward just behind a clump of low brush and long grass, ubout forty yards on". " He's there !" I cried, in a low tone, to Alick, but without moving my eyes. "I know it." " Keep cool !" " Hang it all. I'm as cool as a lettuce-leaf!" Another second and we saw the ani mal, its white chest shining like silver, its ears hud back, and its open mouth full of gloaming ivory teeth. " I'd like to stun him in that tiou," observed Farquharson. " Hush!" " Shall I let him have it?" " Not yet." The tiger advanced about ten posi- yards is tho or so in that low crouch which prelude to the spring, " Now, Alick!" I cried. Farquharson fired at tho Hoeoud l spoke, letting tho brute have one bar rel. On receiving tho shot tho tiger doubled its head and paws into its chest, and, turning completely over head and heels, disappeared over a boulder into the jungle. "I've hit him!" triumphantly ex claimed my companion. " You have." " I fetched him between the eyes." "Not a bit of it; you struck him in the chest, and I don't think he's badly hit." " Clear that inutile a little !" shouted Farquharson, who, with all the rashness of the neophyte, was for dashing after the brute in hot haste. While tho men were tremblingly en gaged in obeying tho orders, my prac ticed eye perceived a disturbance in the grass a little to tho left of the spot at which the tiger disapieared. A " chuck " of the tongue against tho teeth from the shikarree, confirmed me. "Look out, Alick, he's there!" I yelled; for Farquharson was already breasting I have no other word for it the grassy billows of the jungle in a frantic eagerness to grapple with the quarry. Farquharson had reached an open space, when the tiger leaped forth, and, with a tremendous bound, buried its head in Alick's throat, both their heads going down together. " Great God 1 he's done for!" was my exclamation, as the blood gave a mad throb in mv veins; then it became cold as ioe, and I resolved to save the poor fellow, if I could. It was an awful moment, and as I write I see the enormous head of that tier, its gleaming eyes, its quivering j whiskers, its distorted upper-lip, its enormous form; while I also behold tho face of poor Alick Farquharson, whito as death, the terrible beast's noso touch ing his cheek, while beneath him lay his gun, the great paw of tho tiger stretched out bosido it on tho yellow earth. I repeat it was an awful moment ; but, thank lieaven I I was equal to the emer gency, ond made my calculations with as much sang froid as a clerk might tot up a row of figures in the assured safety of a counting houso in the city. I was but ton yards off, and at that distance there was a considerable risk of shooting both man and beast; for, unless I let the tiger havo it in the head, it was all up with my friend. I leaped forward until I come within two yards. My heart gavo ono beat backward as I raised the weapon to my shoulder. I aimed at tho side of the he,d, and the bullet went from ear to ear. The shot was mortal; tho dark blood rushed from the tiger's nostrils a slight tremor passed over all his limbs, and he rolled off. Alick Farquharson, who scrambled up to his foet, very white, with liis left arm besmeared with blood. Hif, first Words were: " By Jove ! that was a shot. We've dor.e old Bagpipes out of the skin !" I don't know how it was, but I flung 'myself on tho young fellow's neck, and, hardened sinner that I was, burst into tears like a woman. It was rather lucky I didn't feel that way half a minute be fore, wasn't it ?" Alick's wounds were not dangerous, and he was all right in a few days. Colonel " Old Bagpipes" endeavored to nibble the skin, but Farquharson didn't see it, and it now, I believe, doc orates the grand old hall at Invorcauld, which, as everybody knows, is tho next residence to Queen Victoria's Highland home, Balmoral. Tho huge brute was eight feet eight inches long, including tho tail, which was three feet in length. I have potted two man-eaters since that memorable day, but I hope never to realize so terrible an experience as that which Alick Farquharson's rash ness so happily or unhappily aflbl'dod me. The Work of the Sew Census. A Washington correspondent writes ; Few people who seo tho returns of the lute census have an idea of tho magni tude of the work of taking and publish ing tho same. The country was divided into 150 districts, over each of which was placed a supervisor to direct tho work. Tho supervisors selected tho numerators, and there were of these 31,8")0. One hundred and fifty-seven persons were employed as interpreters. The preliminary work of getting the to tal count and tho population of cities is finished and has been published. The census bureau, under General Francis A. Walker, is pushing tho work of com piling the census, and the indications aro that this year will see it finished. General Walker is more of a business man than the average government offi cial. He will not nurse the job. Con gress gave him discretionary power, and he showed his tact. Instead of having one high-priced politician, he hives two clerks, thus pushing the work to an early completion and saving money. On th'e first of February the commissions of over "100 clerks expired, and all were reap pointed but eighteen, who wore ineffi cient. The force in the census bureau, including all grades, now numbers 1,301, of which Old are females. The average monthly outlav is 45 OUO. Au Awful I'onIHon. Do Quinccy's "Vision of Sudden Death " was verified in all its ghastly horror not long ago by four men in Ore gon. Starting out in a canoe to make certain explorations on tho John Day river, they were suddenly enveloped iii a dense fog, and ko earned rosistlessly and helplessly to tho very brink of u cataract, where, by a miracle of chance, their boat struck on a sunken rock, and hung there swaying with the cur rent. For the moment they were saved, or rather life and agony were prolonged a little while, for escape to either shore was impossible. And even this brief respito was only a cruel mockery, for they had scarcely time to look about them and take in the full extent of their peril and the hopelessness of their situ ation, when they beheld an immense ice floe bearing directly dowii upon them from tho rear. If it struck them they were lost beyond a peradventure. It did strike them, and hurled them, boat and all, over the precipice into tho seething Maters below, where they came to, right side up, boat and men ulike uninjured. Certainly there are few more remarkable escapes "out of tho jaws of death" on record than this. Xttic York Graphic, The Sexton Got More Than the Minister. A young gentleman was recently married at an uptown church, and as he was preparing for the ceremony, ho placed tho money he intended toThaud to tho minister a ten-dollar gold piece in ono vest pocket, and a live-dollar gold piece for the sexton in another. Tho service over, the minister was met by the sexton, who woro a smile as largo as tho front door of tho church. " That was a fine couple," said the smiling sexton. " Very nice party, Jeremiah," said tho minister. "''And quite a liberal ono, too. See what they gave me ?" said the sexton, as he opened his hand and showed the glittering eagle. The minister eyed it curiously and i'eplied: "Ahem I that's very kind in them; but see what they gave me!" and he fished up tho five-dollar piece from his pocket. The sexton wondered, and the parson walked away, but both had a suspicion there had been a mistake made and there was. Baltimore Every Saturday. At a sale of autograph lotters and manuscript in Boston Edgar A. Poe brought 615 (a criticism of Irving); Hawthorne, 83.75: Burton, 81.05; E. L. Davenport, 2.25; Daniel -Webster, 81.60; Franklin, 87; Jeff Davis, 81.05; Robert E. Lee, 81.75; General Robert Anderson, 82.80. A TOWER OF SKILLS. The l.liimly Sight to be Seen on an l.land oil' tbe Const of Africa. A correspondent of n Now York paper, who dates his lotter "Off tho African Coast," tolls this terriblo story of East ern vengeance : Heading southward along the Tunisian sea-board in ono of tho littlo coasters with which these wa ters abound, you find in the angle form ed by tho intersection of tho Tunis coast lino and that of Tripoli a largo, low, nearly circular island, which at first sight appears fully as barren and desolato as the gray unending sands of tho African shore along the southern horizon. Your map will tell you that this uninviting sandbank is called tha Islo of Jerboh, a namo which, unless. von happen to bo unusually well read ' in tho chivalrio chronicles of the sixteenth oentury, will probably leave you just as wise as you were before Apparently, however, your Arab fellow-passengers aro -better in formed, for tho first glimpse of the island seems to produce an extraordinary com motion among them. Hands aro eagerly pointed at tho long grnyish-yellow baml which lies almost level with the smooth bright water, and the slumberous black eyes flash fire under the shadow of tho huflo whito turban, while tho namo of " Burj-er-Eoos" flies from mouth to mouth. Even should you happen tb havo learned Arabic enough to know that this mysterious word means "tower of skulls," you aro hardly likely to bo very much enlightened thereby. The captain of the vessel, should ho bo an Englishman, will give you but littlo help in your embarrassment, answering your appeal for information only by a knowing grin and an admonition to " keep your eyes open and you'll see a pretty queer sight before long." Little by littlo a huge, grayish-white mass be gins to define itself upon the flat, sandy shore of the island, standing up gaunt and grim against the warm, dreamy bluo of tho lustrous sky. As we ap proach, this formless heap gradually shapes itself into frown ing ramparts ond turreted battle ments and massive towers and all tho barbaric grandeur of a genuine Eastern fortress. At its foot tho bright blue sea ureAKs in guttering wavelets, while be- I muu u uu oasis vi ncu louagc amiu the hot, biussv yellow of tho sandy shore tho vast banner-like leaves of the date palms droop voluptuously upon the I breezeloss air. No painter could wish a finer study, but the most striking feature of the panorama is still to come. A sudden turn of the coast reveals a projecting headland, surmounted by a tall white tower, at sight of which the shouts of "Burj-or-Itoos! Burj-er-Iioos !" burst forth again with re doubled energy. , The strange . building is cone-shaped, and altogether not un like the giunt ants' nests of Africa or South America, but many yards in height and resting upon a base as broad as that of a cathedral tower. Moment by moment, as the ship nears the land, this r3ysterious structure stands out more and more plainly. It is not long before yon begin to notice that the seaward face of tho tower has crumbled beneath the action of wind and weather, revealing through a wide gap the dark hollow of the interior. As you gaze, there breaks suddenly out of its gloomy shadow, just where the light enters it, a yellowish, ghostly glimmer, like dim lantern-light seen in a vault. Yon have recourse to your glass, and perceive with a momentary thrill .of horror, that this strange glim mering proceeds from the teeth of thous ands of human skulls, which fill up the whole interior of tho building. This is the famous ' Burj-er-lloos," or Tower of Skulls, which, for three centuries past, has given to this remoto nook a strange and terrible renown. The. vengeance of Timour has left upon the banks of the Oxus more than ono Golotha of this kind, which I had an unexpected chance of examining during tho Khiva expedition of 1873. In Europe, however, there is but one sim ilar monument, which, as might be ex pected, belongs to Turkey, tho only European country in which such a relic of utter barbarism would not bo out of place in the nineteenth century; Tho traveler who rides along the great southern highroad from Belgrade to tho Sofia Pass over the Balkan, sees by the wayside a pyramidal building in which are imbedded 30,000 human skulls. Nor does this ghoul-like memento data back to any remoto apro of half human ferocity. It is no older than tho year 1800, when Soma's declaration of independence was answered by Turkey with the massacre which havo left these 80,000 Christian heads a lasting memo rial of what tho "unspeakable Turk" has always been and always will bo. Hut among all these trophies of death there is not one which can claim to be either as well-preserved or as hideously artistic as the fatal tower of Jerbeh. It seems as if those who planted it hero for an eternal monument of their ven geance had taken a grim pleasure in making it imperishable as the hatred by which that vengeance was devised . Tim skulls are ranged in symmetrical layers, like shells in tho cases of a museum, each laver being supported upon a kind of trestle-work formed from the larger bones of tho skeletons which has served as the materials of this ghastly aehitecture. The cure with which every bone has been placed, and tho gradual tapering off of tho higher tiers toward the point of the cone so far as to lessen the strain imposed upon the basement, render the whole struc ture as solid as a pyramid of stone. So strong, indeed, is its stability through out, and so carefully has the outer coat ing of sun-baked clay, which binds the whole together, been laid on that the storms of more than three centuries have been powerless to work it any fartherharm than the gap in its seaward face. Accounts vary as to the total number of skulls which it contains, but by com paring the the statements of the old Christian chroniclers with those of local tradition, one may safely assume that this gloomy oil mausoleum has absorbed into itself the lives of at least twenty-five thousand men. From the natives themselves there is but little to be cleaned respecting this confused tradition of a great victory achieved by their forefathers tipon this spot, and the extermination of a vast number of "unbelieving dogs." But when you turn to the Christian histor ians of the period, you find tho story complete iu every detail, told with a graphic minuteness and childliko sim plicity worthy of Herodotus or of Frois sart. And a grim study it is ono of tho most collossal tragedies of that strange era when everything, whether for good or for evil, was done upon a gigantic scalo. Tho drama opens, as if to heighten tho tragic effect, with the joyous departure from Malta, in 1561, of Count La Cerda and his splendid armament, to conquer tho city and principality of Tripoli in tho name of Phillip II. Gal lantly do the doomed merr sail forth in the glory of tho summer morning, upon the fatal venturo from which they are never to return. The smooth, bright sea echoes with their jests and laughter, and the rising sun lights up their glit tering arms and fantastic bravery, while abovo them floats the banner of that cross whoso spirit alas ! is so widely different from their own. But even during tho short southward vovago wo hear of many things which bode no good to the adventure. "littlo prayer or chanting of God's praiso was to 'be heard among them, but many foul oaths, much drinking and dicing, unseemly jests, and godless revelry; for they .wist not of the evil to come, God having blinded their eyes, to tho intent that He might make His judgment upon them tho heavier." Meanwhile La Cerda himself drinks deep and boasts loudly, in o fashion that may well make us augur ill for tho success of an expedition commanded by such a leader. But at the first glimpse of the strong walls and bristling cannon of Tripoli, this braggart's courage cools at once. Ho dispatches a swift galley back to Malta for heavy artillery, and meanwhile, al tering his course, suddenly sweeps down upon tho undefended island of Jerbeh. At first he is only too successful. The island is swept with firo and sword, the unprepared enemy slaughtered without rnorev. nni thn nnlv ftmitrhtnv nf tlirn and the oulv principal chief, Yokdah, cruellv out- rawed bv Juan de la Saera, bravest and worst of the profligate cavaliers of Spain. Watching a moment when her captor's attention is diverted from her, the for lorn girl snatches up a dagger and stabs herself to the heart, invoking with her lust breath the vengeance of God upon thoso who profaned tho service of heaven- with tho deeds of hell. From this point onward the shad ows of coming destruction gather over darker and darker around the doomed host. ' ' Whou word was brought to lolcdali of what had chanced, ho an swered nought, but gripped the hilt of Lis oimctor till the blood started from his lingers. Then his lips moved, but no man wist what he spake; howbeit, they might well guess by his look that is boded no good to tiiem of Spain." The bereaved father Las not long to wait for his vengeaneo. As if heaven itself had doomed them, the Spanish veterans, flushed with their easy victory, relax their wonted vigilance, and give them selves up lo t lie wildest excess of de bauchery. Like lightning from a clear sky, destruction falls upon them in the midst of their fancied security. Two smaller detachments, scattered through the outlying villages, arc cut oil lo a man, and Yokdah's fierce swordum-u, with their thirst for vengeance still unslaked, sweep onward to attack the main body, which lies in the town of Gerba itself. At dead of night the Spaniards aro startled from their drunken sleep bv tho yell of "Allah Ackbar !" (God is" vie torions,) and instantly the whole town is one whirl of struggling figures and tossing arms and blazing torches and flashing weapons and hellish uproar and merciless butchery. But such a combat is too unequal to last. Outnumbered and unprepared and basely abandoned by their pusillanimous leader, tho inva ders aro soon driven pell-mell down to the shore, whoro tho scene culminates in a sceno of honor worthy of Danto : " Tho Christians, being put ' tho worse, flung themselves into the sea, thinking to fly unto their ships ; but even thither did tho infidels pursue them, raging like savage wolves. Thus was the tight waged in darkness amid the waves of the sea a thing tin thought of heretofore. And with such rage did they grapple one another that many sank and were drowned thus locked togother, refusing to quit their hold. Many ulso were slain with the sword, and many more, being borno down by the weight of their armor, perished miserably. Of all that had been in tho town, none escaped; and last of ull died Juan de la Saera himself, whom God's vengeance suffered not to live. For when he had well nigh gained the ships.a Saracen grappled him and would have slain him, but Yokdah, the chief, cried aloud, ' Harm him not; I keep him for my own prize !' And by the force of many lie was taken alive, and was dragged back to the shore. Then the infidels, tho battle being ended, gathered the heads of them that were shun and built them into a tower; and Saera, when ho had endnrod manv and crrevious torments. such as none but Saracen wit could de vise, was beheaded, and his head laid on the summit of the pilo by Yokdah, their princo, as being a fitting crown for such a monument. Mr. Winans, the son of the late Bal timore millionaire, lives in great splen dor iu England, having one of the most magnificent places in London, and, with ono exception, the finest door park in Scotland, which is kept up in. royal style. He has a morbid ' dread of the sea, and says nothing would tempt him to cross it again, and .neither of his two sons has ever been in America. His in come is nearly 81,000,000, with a pros pect of trebling it in ten years. He sponds his money lavishly, but himself cares tor noiuwg uui eugiueenag. The riohest mine in New Mexico, now worth 83,000,000, was originally sold for $3 in silver, a little gold dust, and an old revolver. But they don't all I turn out so well. FARM, GARDEN AXD HOUSEHOLD. Farm and CJnrden Notes. Pure milk condensed to one-third wall' remain sweet from five to ten days in warm weather. Temper in animals is hereditary as well as in man; it is not desirable to breed from a vicious sire. Good milk requires good, sound food, and a largo yield of milk requires a largo supply of good, sound food. Harness oil mado of ono gallon of neatsfoot oil, with four ounces of lamp black, well mixed, is simple and effect ive. The man whoso watering-trough is not dry, and whoso stock can drink their fill under cover, has much to be thankful for. Spent tan bark has been plowed into a compact clay soil with tho best results; as it rendered the soil mellow and in creased its warmth. Pastures that have been fed a few sea sons will generally produce more-milk, or make more fat, than thoso wliich have been newly seeded' down. Charred corn is one of tho best things which con be fed to hens to make them lay. It must not bo fed as a regular diet, but in limited quantities each day'i To heavily feed a cow of sorao milk ing capacity is very poor economy. ' Rich food will produce crood results when fed to cows that give large quantities of rich milk. A teaspoonful of powdered charcoal; a quart of bran, and rcfuso from the table, mixed and moistened with warm water, aro the ingredients of a capital egg-producing food for hens. Soils aro improved by mixing. ' Tho physical properties of t fie soil havo an important influence upon its average fertility. Tho admixture of pure sand with clay soil produces an alteration which is often beneficiul, and which is almost wholly physical. The sand opens the pores of the clay and makes it more permeable to the air. Flak is a crop which would follow a clean cultivated crop of sugar beets or mangels. It cau only be grown to ad vantage on well fertilized lands. Mr. W. W. Higbee, Charlotte, Vt., writes to the American Cultivator that tho dry summer of 1880 demonstrated in his neighborhood that animals had better go short of food, with plenty of pure water, than run in grass knee deep with half enough to drink. ,:In many instances iu pastures where there was lack of water, young stock and beeves actually grew poor, and did not command as much in the fall as they would havo brought in tho spring.' ' Household Ilinls. In icing cakes, the knifo should be frequently dipped into cold water. Cool rainwater and soda will remove machine grease from washable fabrics. Parsley eaten with vinegar will re move the unpleasant ellects ot eating onions. If vour coal firo is low, a tablespoon- ul of suit thrown on it will help it verv much. Oil-cloth should be cleaned with milk nnd water; a brush and soap will nin it. A teaspoonful of turpentine boiled with your while clothes will aid. the whitening process. Cakes, puddings, etc., are improved by making tho currants, sugar and flour hot bel'oro using. :V spoonful of stewed tomatoes in the gravy ot either roasted or tried meat is an improvement. Cold boiled potato used as soap will clean tho hands, and keep tho skin soft and healthy. Those not overboiled are tho best. In boiling meat for soup cold water should bo used to extract the juices. If the meat is wanted for itself alone. plungo in boiling water at once. Water standing for a night in a close r crowded room absorbs tho impure far, and becomes very unwholesome and positively injurious to health. Be care ful not to use water that has stood in a lead pipe. All sorts of vessels and utensils may bo purified from long retained smells of every kind, in the easiest and most per fect manner, by rinsing them out well with charcoal powder, after the grosser impurities have been scoured oS with sand and water. In washing oil-cloths, as wo havo be fore advised, never use any soup or a scrub brush. It will destroy an oil- cloth, that should last for years, in a short time. Use instead warm water and a soft cloth or flannel, and wipe ofl' with water and skim-milk. Tea drinkers nowadays will do well to apply the following simple tests to tho tea purchased of their grocers. Turn out the infused leaves, and if they are found a good brown color, with fuir substance, tho tea .will bo wholesome; but if the leaves jare black and-of a rottejn texture, with an oily appearance, the tea will not bo nt to driuu. llio purer tho tea . the more tho distinctively brown color of tho leal strikes the attention. The mixing that is frequently adopted to reduce prices results in the two Kinds of leaves being supplied, together. It is important to see that tho leaves have the serrated or saw-like edges, without which no tea is genuine, An Actor's Practical Jokes. The late Mr. Sotheru's comical con trivances were endless. HiKznoekets, in addition to tho piece of soap which for years lie carried about .in . order to startle unwary friends by marking their looking-glasses so as to give them the appearance of being cracked across, were always full of labels marked " poison," and so on, and these ho affixed, whenever an opportunity afforded, on likely objects. On the railings of a London square he one day saw a newly-painted board with the inscription: " None but led dogs admitted;" out came one of tho end less supply of labels, and passers-by were astonished for a few days to read. " None but mad dogs admitted." HUMOROUS. Going tho whole hog Attributing Shakespeare's plays to Boston. Jloston Courier. If a cobbler is guilty of tho crime of marrying fwo wives it hns been decided by th'e highest authority that he must stick to his last. It is asserted that Vcnnor at one timo was a plumber. Well, he's not the only plumber that makes a good weather profit. Statugman. A howling dog and an amateur ao cordeou player will cause the angel of peace to plume its wings and flee from the best locality on which tho sun ever rthono. Argo. Jerusalem is to ha e street cars, pas senger elevators and a telephone ex change, whilo to complete the misery of tho inhabitants on organ grinder is on his way there. Philadelphia yews. A fashionable young lady was seen blacking her brother's boots tho other morning, and the next day Bhe helped do tho family washing. It is thought she is fitting hersolf to become the wifo of an Italian count. Puck: The young milkman and his girl stood before 'a justice of tho peace. "You take this milk ahem ! this man for butter or for worse?" the mighty man of tho law inquired. The girl said it never a-curd to her before, but she sup posed she would if tlial was the only whey. Thoso aro cute fellows, those New York sharpers. One of them advertised that he could cure a turn-up nose, and would send the direction to all who would forward a dollar. A lady sent this amount, and was told in reply to employ a blacksmith to hit her nose on the end with a sledge hammer. Soiue arithmetical chap has figured out that Vanderbilt's income would al low him to visit 8,000 circuses, eat 10, 000 pints of peanuts and drink 5,000 glasses of lemonade every day in the year. But he doesn't do it. Thus it t an be seen .that wealth is given to those who don't know how to enjoy it. Boston Pott. Mrs. Bombazine, who engineers a Galveston hashorv, can bo very sarcas tic. Ono of her boarders always comes late and eats like he has a power-of-at-torney to eat for several of his friends. Yesterday, sh'o Baid to him : " Young man, you come at one and eat for twelve. Now couldn't you arrange it to como at twelve and eat for one?" Gal ,reston Arctrs. It is said that the bride in removing her bridal robe and ehaplet at the com pletion of tho marriage ceremony must take especial care to throw away every pin worn on this eventful day. Evil fortune, it is ufiirmed, will sooner or Inter inevitably overtako the bride who keeps even one pin used in the marriage toilet. The above was written to dis courage tho excessive use of pins by tho ladies; but tho young men think that some such caution addressed to unmar ried ludies would be more to the point. These aro tho pins that lacerate tho poor fellows. Boston T ranscript. Old Chrysler is a very wealthy and aristocratic Galvestonian. Yesterday he was examining his orange trees, to see if they had suffered from tho frost, when a young tramp stopped at his gato and looked in anxiously. "What are you. looking at?" growled old Chrysler. ' Just spelling out ver name on tho door-plate, guvnor." "What are you doiug that for?" "Nothing, only I wanted to know your name, so 1 could set up an alibi in case you claimed me for your son, 'who escaped from tho penitentiary tho other day." He must have lookod like he belonged to tho family, for tho old man followed him up three' blocks, with a garden rake, to get a lock of his hail'. Galveston -Vtftcs. Bibliomania. Bibliomania originated in the Nether lands at tho' closo of tho sixteenth cen tury, whence it spread to England, aging violently there, and more recent ly appearing in France and this coun- rv. The Uiblo lias attracted any num- er of collectors. 1 he British museum has the largest lot of different editions, though the late James Lenox, founder of the Lenox library in New York, nearly equaled it. The highest price ever paid for a singlo volume was at tho sale of tho Duke of Rosburghe's library in London (1812), when the Marquis of Blandford, in a spirited competition with Lord Spencer, paid lor a copy oi tno nrst ccution ox mo Decameron," publishes! at Venice by Vuldarfer in 1471, a sum nearly equal to 811.300 of our money. When tho marquis library was put up at auction, Lord Spencer tried again, and secured tho precious tomo for about 84,000, about 80,000 less than he had bid den seven years before. Nasser-ed-deen, Shah of Persia, has an edition of the " Arabian Nights" on wihich artists worked under his spec ial roction for ten or twelve years, until it cost 8100,000. Henri Boulard, literary executor of La Harpo, spent a fortune in buying editions of itacine. boieinnes gathered all tho dramatio pieces tnai had ever been presented, going so far as to purchase books in languages which he could not read. A well- known New Yorker gave, some years since, $2,500 for a copy of the Mazarin Bible, supposed to have been printed in 1450. ine lavonte dooks oi uiuuoma- niacs. have been Delphiui and first edi tions of the classics, editions that ap peared In the infancy of typography, (incunabula,) worKS oi me jizevirs, oi Aldus ; Coinino, of Padua ; Bodoni, Mattairo, Fonlis, and Bardou. mere is no end to the vagaries of book fanciers. The defects of volumes became as great an inducement to. ownership as any beauties. Dibdin (Thomas F.,) who first introduced the term bibliomaniao into our language to denote the rage for rare and curious books, has pub lished a volume on the subject, and La Bruyere has, in his " Caraoteres," a chapter exclusively devoted to them. Oddly enough, the passion seems to be increasing throughout civilization, famous catastrophe, save the vague and . .
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