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U1IL, Boineraet, Pa. a pwmpUy attend to all b uee n iatc oaiori" Mawuiolu Rlock. I0K5 0. KIMMEL, J AliuRNEt-AT-LAW, boineraet. Pa. flli attend to all bualueaa eutruatrd i to tU a." a srwl UJ adjoining couut-ea, .with rwuuam. aua udeluy. utUcc on lulu Cross Km, move cuttrolli Urooonr btora. TIMES L. PUGH, J ATTultNtY-AT-LAW. Houir t. Pa. CSatm MamuioUi Block, up - ra. irua ud JUm Croa. WU tic uu uil, Ullea examined, and all k, M allemusl Ui Willi prouiptueaa 4. J. COLBUUX. 1- C. COLBOBN. rOLliUKX & CX3LBOKN, Ij ArruKEVti-Al-Uk.W, bouieraet. Pa. lUbuiiueM entrusted to our care will be ruBDlij ud (al'Oilully mtleuded Ui. Collec L mm ui scuierw-u otuiord and adjoin H oottnua. eureyiu and ouveyaucitt ivatoa rttMonabic Urni la Ht ArTORNEY-AT-LAW, Hoiuemet, Pa. pactice In Somerset and adjoining turn!. All DuiuMa euiruated to lum WUl RXit t proiuol aiwnuon. L 1 00FFBOT11. W. H. BCPPEL. f XlFl'KOTH 4. RUPFEL, V AITOfcLN K Yb-AT-LAW, bomeraet. Pa. 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For aale evervwucre. ...l laaaaamia A riNija-- cit An TMti ration TkaWatawtStlallta, SMaaMiMrfil cgmuisTiTE RtsoaL school LCX ftATtl (CttaM Ca ra. knu faav, wrtW aia t4 IftMr, atwtwa arrw la latMnaen asd rrsaa. aaa kaaaaosa fci)aim, avrT rroada. IkHUM UawTUaa ., HM a to M. lm la aolluv to nca'ar towa. a knniilliM ra MamejaoetliaaaTTyra" aid tuoi, raA. nai. t ava. ft, y$bM4, 50 YEARS' EXPERIENCE fit J DesicNa " M f f '1 Ctiwt Ac ar cpiu"1" nw. - - "(BMUBtf-SW vaur - .,,a MjattdbOOw! OA f to? XwSa M.atSTwoaiT. tnml iwMca, witauut. clianr. tm t. ScietttiHc JJiaerican. a aaadaonaty mwtiwud wMklf. L iw: ftwoniaa.L SoU fcj ail walra. KUKNCo.M,i Hew Tort fcaLc omeVca r BU Waablanoa, C C 2 f W Tainr MiMl So OLD-TIME HTJSZIITO BEES. Memory onen Ukea an ouUng From the pnent flowing show, Kpreada her pinions and goes aooutlrux To Uie acene of long ago. Bark onto tbe fun and frolic Of the ra nil porta and pla a, Pleaaurea eliarnilngly bucolic That were oura In younger daya. And the very chief of ttaeao Were tbe country busking beea. On the old barn floor we'd gather, Boya and giria and older folks Heirti aa light aa downy feather, Lips all ripe with ruUc Jokes. Air Ju.t sparkling with our laughter Aa the gay hours onward aped Until every eobwebb-d rafter In the shadowa overhead Keemed to quiver and to ring Aa a high-kt-yed fiddle string. Now aud then tbe air was riven With a about 'I'd wake the dead, Telliug that the fates had given Some glad cans an ear ot red. Then would come the ktaalng struggle 'Mid the husks upon the floor. After which the girl would anuggle To him closer ttutn before. Blushing to her finger tips From tbe tlirlll born on her lips. How the happy picture lingers With us through the fleeting years. Of the way tbe toil-scarred fingers Hnatcbed tbe Jackets from the ears. Of tbe (lashing lanterna hanging 'Round, and casting flicker o'er Merry dancers who were banging Dust from out the old barn floor, Aa the fiddler Jerked but bow Muacularly to aud fro. . . . . Every day I hear the singing Of some dear old rural ode. Melody of youth-days ringing Through our mountainlund abode. And my loving glances wander To that happy wifely face That I learned to love back yonder In that far east country place. She is all the world to me; Found ber at a busking bee. Denver Evening Post. A LOST SOUL "How now, UoraUo! you tremble and look pale; Is not th sscm thing more t nan fantasy? What think yon ou'l ?' (Hamlet. It was a chance remark, and one that is often made concerning an intelligent animal, but its effect upon uiy friend Sidney Darrow was singular. His shoulders twitched nervously, and his hand went up to bis throat as though something choked him. I have a large English mastiff that I call Wodau. A moment before he bad left his accustomed place on tbe rug in one corner of the room and had come to my side to receive the caress which at intervals through tbe day he seems to find necessary to his happiness. As I smoothed bis wrinkled forehead and patted his soft, large ears, I observed with what trustful affection bis great eyes beamed upon me. It was then that I remarked to Syd ney Darrow, who sat near at band. carelessly watching us through the smoke of his pipe: "Does it not seem to you sometimes that Wodan has a very human look?" And my friend made answer with tbe peculiar motions which I have des cribed. Wodan left my side and walked slowly back to his rug. Darrow atch ed his movements with half closed eyes, his band still clutching his throat When tbe dog bad lain down, my friend turned bis gaze upon me. "Don't don't ever say that about Wodan again! It will make me hate him." He was plainly much stirred, and the seriousness of bis appeal was not to be doubted. Presently, before I was ready to make any reply, be separated tbe heavy beard that covered his chin and neck, disclosing a deep, zigzag scar. "See here," he said, "I never showed you this." "What made it a burn?" "No. Let me tell you the story." There was a period of my life, some years ago, that I spent on my uncle's ranch near Ban Juan Capistrano. At that time the raising of sheep was one of tbe chief industries of Southern Cal ifornia, and much of the land in our vicinity was devoted to pasturage. About half a mile from my uncle's house, in a lonely canyon, stood tbe but of a herder built of adobe, repuls ive without, cheerless within, grim and squalid, yet in every way so well suited to its solitary inhabitant that one might think he had constructed it about him self, as tbe nautilus does his sbeiL He was a tall, hard-visaged Basque, with a great, shaggy, black beard, haggard features, and eyes that you could not look into without a shudder. Do you understand what I mean? He was one of those wild beasts of men whose faces seen but once live always in your mem ory, and when sleep will not come, they show themselves bodiless masks as tbey are through your tightly-clos ed eyelids. Tbe trail of the canyon passed with in a few yards of tbe but, and my du ties I assisted my uncle in tbe man ra nt of the ranch frequently led me in that direction. When not away on tbe hillside with bis flock of sheep, the herder usually stood or squatted motionless in front of bis hovel. A few feet away from him crouched his dog. To 3 pair, man and beast, stared at me from tbe moment I came in sight until I passed among tbe live oaks beyond, making no movement, save a slow turning of tbe head, and offering no response to my salutation. At last I came to pass them in silence, but never without a vague sense of dread. I learned from tbe men on my un cle's ranch that the Basque was consid ered queer, or, as tbey expressed it, locoed." Tbey said be was in the babit of talking to bis dog as though it were a man, and that even his hallow countrymen avoided him. Crazy be may have been; a drunk ard be certainly was. At frequent In tervals be appeared in tbe town with a large, black demfjobn, which he car ried away filled with liquor of tbe sort that makes maniacs. One afternoon as I came down the canyon I beard tbe yelping of a dog, and, approaching tbe butof the Basque, I beheld a sight that filled me with an ger and distress. Tbe fellow bad bung up the dog Dy tbe bind legs against tbe side of tbe bouse, and was beating him with a stick. I did not stop to think much of coo- SOIMERSET, PA., sequences. I did as you, or any man who has ever known a dog, would have done. I jumped from the saddle, and. drawing my knife as I ran, cut the an- imal down. Tbeu I turned and faced tbe Basque. I suppose he thought I was armed which I was not for he did not take up the gage of battle, but stared at me fiercely out of bloodshot eyes. The dog hobbled away to a short distance, shock off the reata with which its legs were ensnarled, and, crouching low, watch ed us. "Come," I said in Spanish, "why should you kill your dog? You have drunk too much aguardiente. To-mor row you will be glad that I saved his life." He emitted a strange sound through bis teeth and lips. It was very much like the snarl of a wolf. "If you do not care for the dog, will you sell him?" I asked. "No," be replied with an oath. "I will not sell him. I mean to kill him." "Very well," I said. If you wish to take the animal's life, shoot him, but you shall not beat him to death." Tbe Basque turned toward tbe hut, muttering imprecations alternately against tbe dog and myself. When he came to the door be called to the dog: "Deuionio! Come here!" Tbe animal eyed him, but did not move. Then tbe herder disappeared from view in the dark interior of tbe hoveL I remounted aud continued on my way down the trail. I had gone about a hundred yards, when suddenly there was a crashing in the chaparral be hind, and I wheeled hastily around to discover the dog: He bad followed, ev idently for the purpose of making my acquaintance, and to thack me for the rescue, I called to him and patted the side of my saddle, meaning that he should come where I might touch him. He started to obey, but as be approached nearer my horse gave a violent snort and began to shy away from him. The act surprised me not a little, for the an imal was a stolid old bronco that rarely started at anything, least of all at a dog. The dog stopped his advance and watched us, while I struggled to bring the horse nearer to him and to calm his very evident terror. But my efforts were unavailing, though I used my whip and spur and threw all my strength on tbe bridle. Tbe horse would not allow tbe dog to touch bim. For some stracge cause he even trem bled in bis presence. At last I gave up the undertaking and examined the Basque's companion from a little dis tance. He was considerably larger than tbe average collie. I imagine that he must have had some Newfoundland, or, per haps, St. Bernard blood tbe sheep dogs of California are rarely of pure breed. His hair was short, curly, and black as night He squatted on his haunches and looked steadily at me during all the time that I was occupied in making this survey, and when, at last, I spoke to him, he lifted his ears a little, but made do other movement "Demon !" I said; "is that your name Demonio?" At first I thought that the name had been given bim because be was dark iu color, as tbe popular belief paints an evil spirit But a moment later, when my eyes rested upon his, I saw or, per haps, I should say I felt that there might be some further reason. I scarce ly know bow to describe tbe effect that his steady gaze produced upon me. It was at first merely an impression that this dog was different from any of his species that I had ever known before then a conviction that something was wrong and, lastly, an uncontrollable terror. These sensations followed one another in quick succession almost in a flash; and without stopping to ask myself any questions, I gave my horse free rein, and we went plunging bead long down the trail. Once again in tbe open plain, I tried to deceive myself into thinking that my terror had been only apprehension lest t le Basque should come upon me from bbind. Tbe rapid descent of tbe twi light and the peculiar behavior of the hirse bad, I assured myself, served to heighten the effect of this dread. A few days later, when I passed the hut, tbe herder and his dog, In their u-iual attitudes, stared at me, sullen and silent I looked closely at the dog's faoe, but could see nothing beyond keen animal intelligence. Several months passed.. One morning, as I went out toward the corral, one of the men employed on the ranch came to me and said: "I believe that something has hap pened to that crazy Basque sheep herd er. His dog came here last night and would not go away." "What, Demon?" I said, and as I spoke tbe animal came running up. I patted bis bead and talked to bim, but he jumped about uneasily, as though be were anxious to be gone. I suggested to tbe man that we should ride to tbe canyon, and mounting, we followed the dog out into the road. He ran along several rods in advance of us, looking back occasionally to make sure that we were coming. When tbe can yon was reached, his pace slackened, and some distance from tbe hut be stop ped and fell in behind us. "He dreads a beating," said I. From tbe trail we called to tbe hut, and receiving no answer, we rode to the door and looked in. There lay tbe Basque In tbe middle of tbe floor, bis arms outstretched, and his head thrown back dead. An uncared-for corpse is always a dis agreeable object to look upon, but some thing had happened to this one that rendered it impossible for me to give it more than one quick glance. I hastily turned my horse's bead away, and rode over toward tbe spot where the dog was crouching. The man, more reso lute than I, dismounted and went into the hut When he came out again he said: "I covered it over with one of those sheepskins, so it wouldn't scare any one else. Ilia bottle was lying near him, aud I guess he must have drunk him self to death. That was probably done by coyotes, or may be by a mountain lion." We rode to town, where we gave no tice to the authorities of the man's erset ESTABLISHED 1827. WEDNESDAY, OCTOBER 25. 1899. death, and also to several of his coun trymen. In talking with one of the latter I asked what disposition would be made of tbe dead man's sheep and of his dog. "Tbe sheep," answered the man, "were not his; he had sold them. As to the dog, nobody wants the brute." "Why not?" The man shrugged his shoulders and looked askance at Demon, who had fol lowed me. "Very well," I said; "then I will take him." No objection was made, and Demon passed Into my possession. My uncle bad several hundred sheep, which were tended by an old native California and his son. I took Demon to them and offered bis services in tbe care of tbe flock. ; To my surprise tbey refused. I urged the matter, and finally demanded tbe ground of their opposi tion. At last the old man said: "He looks like a sheep killer." This accounted for tbe refusal of the Basque shepherds to take the dog; they too, suspected him. Knowing how prone such men were to superstitious prejudices, I would not allow the ani mal to be condemned without cause. "Do you know that he kills sheep?" I asked the old man. He shook his head. Then I asked if any one had ever seen the dog prowl ing around at night or behaving in a suspicious manner. Again be shook his head. "It is all nonsense," I said, finding myself fairly forced into the position of the dog's defender. "Now, I tell you." said the old shep herd, "I know that dog. I think him a bad dog. I will show - you some thing." He went into bis hut and brought out two half-grown puppies lively, wrig gling little fellows and put them down on tbe ground before Demon. "You see," be said, "puppies always try to play with strange dogs never afraid of them. Look! I told you be is a bad dog." Tbe infants waddled up to Demon, who approached them, wagging his tall good-naturedly. The instant tbey got a good view of bis face they whirled about and went off ki-yl iug at a great rate of speed. Tbe performance struck me as amus ing, and I laughed, but the old shep herd looked very grave. "A bad dog," he reiterated, slowly, "very bad." Well, I said, "I will take bim my self, since you will not But if I ever learn" here I instinctively looked down into the dog's face as though speakiug to him "if I ever learn that he has killed a sheep I shall have bim shot" The dog's eyes looked up into mine with a keen, intelligent gaze, and I could not resist the belief tbat he had understood. It is not improbable tbat my preju dice against the animal was even stron ger than tbat of the shepherds; but, as I was an educated, reasoning man, proud of my freedom from every form of superstition, how could I bring my self to countenance such irrational fan cies? On the contrary, my duty seem ed to lie in the opposite course to defy this prejudice and to protect and defend the object at which it was leveled. Be sides, I had come to feel a powerful cu riosity with regard to this creature which, though apparently inoffensive, was so generally bated and feared. What was it that inspired all other an imals with such distrust of bim ? Not my horse alone, but every quadruped on tbe place manifested a very evident un willingness to have him about The other dogs would not associate with bim. Yet be was never quarrelsome or ill-tempered. One thing be did wbicb, though not a serious fault, was often annoying. He hada babit of watching closely every motion of tbe person nearest bim usu ally myself. Sometimes I almost im agined tbat I could feel bis eyes when I did not see them his gaze was so con stant and intense. This habit, I thought to myself, was acquired during his life with tbe biutal Basque, who might be expected at any moment to inflict some undeserved blow upon bim. Despite this explanation, there were times when we were alone together, and I looked up to find him watching me that I felt an unreasoning dread. Demon had been in my possession several weeks when all at once I began to bear complaints about the killing of sheep. Every morning a fresh victim was found dead now of one flock and now of another, yet all within a limited range. Tbey were all mutilated in tne same way, and the work was plainly tbat of a dog practiced in sheep killing. As I had expected, suspicion immedi ately fell upon Demon; and one morn ing when I came out of the bouse I found a couple of herders waiting to see me. They had no evidence agaiust tbe dog, yet they demanded that be should be put to death. Tbe injustice of it roused my indignation, and, calling Demon to me, I said: "I want you to look at him. You say that a sheep was killed last night Where is there any sign of blood about bis jaws?" One of them examined Demon's mouth, but found no mark of tbe slaughter. The other said: "That does not prove anything. A regular sheep-killer does not spill much blood, and sometimes he learns to wash it all off." This sounded improbable to me, but I did not argue the matter. "Very well,1' I said. "To-night De mon shall be shut up in tbe corral, and if a sheep is killed we will know that he is not the guilty dog." Tbey shook their beads. "He will find some way to get out of tbe corral," said one of tbvm. "Then he shall sleep in my room with me," I said; "and the door and blinds shall be closed. Does tbat suit you ?" This arrangement seemed to satisfy them, and tbey went away. That night I took Demon to my room, and gave him a mat in tbe corner for a bed. His only possible means of escape was by tbe door or by tbe window. I locked tbe door, and drew the blind of the window shut and hooked it in place. Then I went to bed, and almost Immediately Ml asleep. In the morning when I woke. Demon lay upon his mat apparently In sound slumber. I began to dress. When I was nearly done my uncle rapped on the door. "Have you Demon lu there?" he call ed out "Yes," I answered, opening the door. He exhibited much surprise. "An other sheep was killed last night," he said. "Well," I replied, "that merely proves what I have said that Demon is innocent" "Yes, of course," said my uncle, look ing doubtfully at the dog. He went to the window and inspected the fasten ing. "Impossible!" he said. "For him to open it?" I asked; "of course." My uncle threw the blind back, and pointed significantly at tbe flower bed below. Tbe plants bad been crushed down and the earth displaced, and round about were numerous dog tracks. "That was not there yesterday," he said. My room was on the ground floor, and from the window to tbe earth was only two or three feet. Had the bliud been open tbe dog niifjht easily have climbed out and in agaiu, but it bad been locked all night I turned and looked at Demon. He was watching us stealthily, with the expression in his eyes that I knew and dreaded. My uncle made another examination of the fastening of the blind. At last he said: "I am convinced that tbe sheep killer is not Demon. There Is no dog in existeuce tbat could manipulate tbat crooked book to open tbe bliud. Those footprints were left there by some stray animal. Tbe conviction seemed inevitable, and I agreed with him. At the same time I was resolved to try tbe experi ment again, and watch tbe dog more carefully. Tbat night I shut Demon In as be fore and closed and fastened tbe door and blind. There was a full moon, which made tbe landscape bright as day without, and it owurred to me just as I was about to put out my lamp tbat I could throw open the upper section of the blind and admit tbe light It fell in a broad, wbite square directly acmes the mat where the dog lay, and after I got into bed I found that I could watch bim easily without turning my head upon the pillow. Then I discovered that he was watch ing me. There was nothing unusual about tbat only bis eyes were strange ly bright I tossed about in tbe bed for a time, but he never moved. At last I determined to deceive him into the belief tbat I was asleep. I closed my eyes, and presently, by a careless movement, drew the lace edge of the pillow-slip across my face. Thus I could watch him and yet conceal tbe fact that my eyes were open. When I bad lain in this position mo tionless for perhaps ten minutes, De mon suddenly lifted his bead and turn ed it on one side. Plainly be was lis teningfor what, I could not imagine. He put his head down, and for another ten minutes did not move. Then grad ually and noiselessly he rose to his feet and came toward the bed. A little dis tance away be stopped and listened again. Evidently be did not bear what be bad expected, for, after standing a moment, be returned to his corner abd lay down. Suddenly I found the explanation of his strange conduct He had listened to my breathing that he might deter mine if I slept Resolved to deceive him if possible, I began slowly to lengthen my respira tion and to expel it with more sound and force. At the end of a few min utes I saw tbat I was succeeding in my design. A second time be rose with perfect stillness and came to the bed. His face wore an expression of devilish cunning, so utterly foreign to his cus tomary mien, that under other circum stances I should have failed to recog nize bim. A swift flash of satisfaction in his eye showed tbat he thought rre asleep, and he turned to the window to make bis escape. His motions were slow and cautioup, reminding me of a cat rather than a dog. I bad expected him to make some slight noise in unhooking the blind, for I doubt if I myself, witb my life in hazard, could have accomplish ed it inaudibly. But there was no sound to be heard in the room except that of my own slow, steady respiia lion. I think it must have taken him five minutes to draw the hook. Then tbe blind was swung back quietly inch by inch, and bis way was clear. He stood for a moment with his fore- paws upon the window till and looked back at me. As he did so I felt again the same strange impression of terror that bad overwhelmed me the first time my eyes bad met his in that lonely canyon. For an instant I held my breath, and bad he continued to look, be must have discovered tbat I was not asleep. But now wftb a sud den yet noiseless leap he went out if the window. It was several -minutes before I ven tured to move. At last I rose and went to the window. Far away, where the moonlight fell upon tbe sideof the hill. I could see a small piece of darkness scudding swiftly along. It was Demon on his way to the sheep pastures. I scarcely know what impulse sent me, but I went to the closet in my room, took down a large navy revolver. and when I got back into my bed slip ped it underneath my pillow. I did not then, and I will not now, confess to any real fear of the dog that is to say, physical fear. There was dread a vague, indistinct horror at some thing unexplainable tbat I seemed to see in his eyes. But had I really fear ed him I should have closed the blind. rendering bis return impossible. I lay still and watched for an hour. The nearest flocks, I knew, could be reached in a few minutes, and his re turn might be expected at any time. I drew tbe lace over my eyes again, and listened for tbe sound tbat should indicate bis approach. Suddenly a great black head appear ed at tbe window without the warn ing of a footfall materialized, as it seemed, out of the darkness of tla T?7 night In it two round, red lights gleamed like coals of fire. The moon shone clear and full on his face, and I conld plainly see the blood and foam with which his jaws were covered. He climbed slowly into the room. Then, with an ingenuity that was even more than human, he drew the blind shut noiselessly and fastened it in place. He gave one quick glance at me, and went over to his corner. Through the network of tbe lace I watched him, while he licked the blood stains from his feet and washed his face and neck, with the motions and attitude of a cat I grew faint with the horror of it all, and at last forgot the part which I was playing and ceased to counterfeit the respiration of one who sleeps. Eveu when Demon suddenly started up, looked at me and listened, I did not notice my mistake. Then he came nearer to the bed a few feet away and glared at me out of those terrible eyes. Tbat was tbe moment in which I saw the thing and understood it all. You will not believe it I don't ask that you should but I saw through that creature's eyes down into the lot human soul that occupied its body. It was the soul ofa murderer the de stroyer of the drunken Basque in bis lonely hovel, the slayer of the sheep now, at last, throwing off all dUguise. With a strange, half animal and half human cry tbe thing sprang at my throat I threw up my hand and it missed its aim, the teeth closing only ontheskin. The next instant I tired the revolver, and it rolled over dead. The wound was not seriou, but it left tbat ugly looking scar. There is another scar tbat tbe experience left, which is probably much larger if one could stje it I mean on my memory. 1 (Charles D wight Willard, in The Argonaut Eeed and Culberson.. There is one man in Washington for whom Tom Reed has a wholesome re gard. That person is Judge David B. Culberson, who was formerly a mem ber of Congress, and who is now engag ed upon some legal commission here. When Reed first entered Congress he was upon his own application placed upon the Judiciary Committee. Jude Culberson was chairman of the com mittee. "I thought I'd get gay one day," said Mr. Reed in telling the story, "and I began to expound some law to tbe committee. Then Culberson lighted .if me. He told me more law in tbir Minutes than I bad learned in thirty s and I resolved then and there n-. r to get gay any more when Cul beraon was around." Judge Culberson was a deep thinker. He is regarded by all his colleagues as one of the most profound men whoever sat in Congress. He is, however, en tirely oblivious to his personal appear ance. He rather shuttles along the street with his head well down Into bis shoulders, and bis grizzled hair un kempt This was much a picture of him as be walked along the aisle In the Grand Opera House on evening. Speaker Reed and his wife were in a box. "Who is that fierce-looking man?" she asked. Reed turned and saw Cul berson. "Why," said be, "that's Judge Cul berson the greatest lawyer In Con gress." "I declare," said she; "he doesn't look it" "He doesn't carry his brains on the outside," drawled the Speaker. Cleve land Plain Dealer. Expressive Americanism. "When I go over to the old country I am going to get a lot of clothes to bring back with me," said a well-known Windsorite, who went abroad recently. "Oh," said his hearer, "if that is the ctse, I have a brother who is a tailor in London, and I will give you a letter of introduction, and write him telling him to use you right" In course of time the traveler step ped into tbe tailor shop In London and presented his letter of introduction, lie got a warm handshake from the tailor, who said he had received a letter from bis brother telling of the travel er's expected arrival, but could not un derstand part of tbe letter. The letter, when produced, read: "Dear Brother: The bearer, Mr. , is from our place and wishes to get a lot of clothes in London. He has all sorts of money. Soak him. Yours affectionately." Tbe part of tbe letter tbat could not be understood was tbe concluding phrase. The traveler, of course, un derstood the Americanism, but manag ed to keep bis face straight while be gave it a favorable construction. He saved tbe laugh until he could have it on bis American friend. Chicago I ntr Ocean. Chronic Nasal Catarrh, poisons eveiy breath that is drawn into the lungs. There Is procurable from any druggist tbe remedy for tbe cure of this trouble, A small quantity of Ely's Cream Balm Dlaced into tbe nostrils spread over an inflamed and angry surface, relieving immediately tbe painful inflammation, cleanses, heals and cures. A cold in the bead vanishes immediately. Sold by druzKiata or will be mailed for CO cents by Ely Brothers, 06 Warren St, N. Y. To brighten and clean windows, put a teacupful of ammonia to every pail ful of tepid water, wash well with a sponge or soft rag, then dry with a clean cloth, and polish with a leather or au old silk handkerchief. "I believe," writes IX C. Robinson, Tlro.O , "that W heeler's Nerve Vital izcr is tbe greatest medicine on earth for nervous troubles. I know whereof 1 speak for it cured me when tbe doc tors failed." For sale at Uarman's Drugstore, Berlin, Pa, and Mountain & Son's Drug Store, Confluence, Pa. The fellow who begins by lending an ear to blandishment is apt to end by lotting bis bead completely. Cures croup, sore throat, pulmonary troubles. Monarch over pain of every sort Dr. Thomas' Eclectric OIL n n T I WHOLE NO. 2517a A Kentucky Story. Lexington has a citizen who must be trying to beat the record of Baron Mun chausen as a prevaricator. His name is Jerome B. Frazier, and here is a sample of bis soaring fancy taken from the Lexington Argouaut: "I am very fond of domestic animals and fowls, aud the possessor of a fine, intelligent fx terrier, who answers to the name of Fanuy. I attended a sale some mouths ago and bought a Poland duck. I brought her home and put her among the other poultry in tbe yard. In a few weeks I noticed that Fanny and MLs' Poland were on good terms with eaoh other, and in a few weeks they were inseparable. Finally Miss Poland thought she had loafed long enough and went on sitting. Fanny made reguUr visits to her and seemed to take great interest in the proceeding. The duck rarely left the nest After sitting for about a week she sickened and died. Fanny seemed almost heart broken over the untimely death of her friend. Tne eveuiug of her death I missed Fanny from her accustomed plai iu the yard and hgan a search or her. I found her in the duck's nest with the eggs underneath her. Tue next morning I visited the pouttry bou- and found Fatiny still covering the egg-4. I concluded not to disturb her, but await results. This continual for some weeks, and at the end of the usual time allowed for incubation I found that six lively ducks had become citizens of the poultry yard. Fanny seemed proud of her success as an in cubator. The little ducks followed her a 1 J seemed to know no difference be tween Fanny and a barnyard fowl. Tbe strangest part of this story remains to be told. Fanny Is a remakable rat- t r, and these little ducks developed into tbe finest rat killers I ever saw. I am willing to match these six ducks against six terriers for from f 1(X) to $1, 0X) a side in a rat-killing contest, and I will win the match." Birds that Crack Hats. There is a wouderful cockatoo in one of the islands of tbe Iudian Ocean, near New Guinea. It is as large as a full grown pheasant, and it is of a jet black color. The bird is remarkable for i s immensely strong bill and tbe clever manner in which it is med. The bill is as hard as steel, and the upper part has a deep notch in it Now, the favorite food of this cock atoo is tbe kernel of tbe canary nut; but there is wonderful ingenuity re quired to get at it, for the nut Is some thing like a Brazil nut, but it is ten times as hard. It fact, it requires the blow of a heavy hammer to crack it It is quite smooth aud somewhat trian gular in shape. The cockatoo might throw the nut down, but it would not break; or it might hold it in its claws like parrots usually do with their food, and attempt to crush it, but tbe smoothness of the nut would cause it to fly out of the beak. Nature appears to have given the possessor of the wonderfull bill some intelligence to direct its powers, for the co2katoo takes one of the nuts edgewise in its bill and by a carving motion of the sharp lower beak makes a small notch on it This done, the bird takes hold of the nut with its claws and biting off a pieee of leaf, re tains it in the deep notch on the upper part of tbe bill. Then the nut is seized between the upper and lower parts of the bill and prevented from slipping by the peculiar texture of tbe leaf. A sharp nip or two in the notch breaks off a tiny piece of the shell of the nut Tbe bird then seizes the nut in its claws and pokes the long, sharp point of its bill into the bole, and picks out the kernel bit by bit The cockatoo has a very long tongue, which collects each morsel as it is broken off by the bill. This is a wonderful process, for it is quite clear that without the leaf noth- iug could be done, and it proves bow certain structures in birds are made to destroy certain parts of plants. No one would ever be bothered with onstlpatlou if everyone knew how naturally and quickly Burdock Blood Bitters regulates the stomach and bowels. Hen That Goes Ratting. Mr. John Hamilton, of Wilmington, according to tbe Morning News, has a Plymouth R kx hen which Is fast ac quiring a reputation as a rat-killer. Some weeks ago one of the men about the stable found a nest of young rats, and after killing them threw them into the yard, where presently it was no ticed that this particular hen was eat lug one of them, apparently with great reluih. After that she was standing under a manger beside a rat-hole. She would remain there for hours. Some of the men thought she was "broody," but one of tbem declared tbat she was watching for rats. The idea seemed ridiculous, but it turned out to be true. A while afterward Mr. Hamilton one day heard a great squawking in the stable, and on going out to see what wii the matter, found the hen holding in her beak by oue of its bind legs a live rat, about one-third grown. Sme of the other hens seemed to be trying to get the rat away from ber, but she ran off with it, all the while shaking her had violently from side to side to keep the fquirming rat from biting her. Finally, sime of the farm hands drove the othr heus awsy, and the Plymouth Rock, left to herself, put down the rat, and when It tried to get away, pounced upon It, and with blows of her beak a xn killed it 'Deeds are Froi:?, Words are but leaves." It U not what we say, but what Hood's Sarsaparilla does that tells the story. Tbe many wonderful cures effected by this medi cine are the fruits by which it should be Judged. These prove it to be the great, nnequaled remedy for dyspep sia, rheumatism, scrofula, salt rheum, catarrh and all other ailments due to Imps re or impoverished blood. H od's Pills are non irrltatlog, mild, effective. ORE AT SALT L1KS DRTIH3 TJP Irrigation Using TJp the Waters tha Supply it. From the Chicago Tribune. Before another century nears its end the Great Salt Lake, the mysterious, tidelese inland sea, cradled four thou sand feet above the level of oceans, may have disappeared into the air. For three decades its shore line steadi ly has been contracting, its depth con tinually growing less, until to-day its ultimate destiny is written so legibly that none deny the approach. The declaration that the waters are being wafted into the atmosphere is no figure of speech. Evaporation is the foe which in certain course of timy, under prevailing conditions, is going to trans form the vaet expanse of water into a huge salt plain. Ages ago, thousands of years, tbe geologists say, Great Salt Lake, then a a sea covering the greater part, possi bly the whole, of the great basin, be gan to subside, but strangely enough, the agency which now is hastening its disappearance is distinctly of human origin. Of more astonishing purport still, the Mormons, who made the val ley of the Jordan widen from a nar row strip of green to miles on miles of fields of unexpected fertility, are them selves the people who have sacrificed tbe lake. Tbat they may exist, that their rich tracts may continue to bear, they deliberately are cutting off the source of fresh water supply of the mountain sea. Stagnant and helpless, the lake is coming to lie at the com plete mercy of a pitiless sun. Not many years ago geographers and descriptive writers took a fancy to ex pressing the belief that the Great Salt Lake was fed not aloue by tbe four rivers which empty into it, but by hidden springs at its bottom. As long as no one took the trouble to question the assertions they were accepted as facts, and by many persons are still credited. If there were springs at In tervals along the bed of the lake it would not matter so much whether the rivers continued to pour their contents into the basin, but no springs exist They were called into the pages of text-books and into the accounts of travellers to explain why the lake is so exceptionally salt It sounded much better to say that nature, by one of its freak, had opened up the crust of tbe earth at this point and sent volumes of briny water bubbling forth, something after the style of geyser and sulphur springs, than to make the simple state ment that the saltness, as with the ocean, was due to the process or evapo ration on a boJy t water lackiDg a drainage outlet, aal that its ex cess was the consequence of alti tude. Plainly euouirh, if the I a flowing water be diverted to other uses before it reaches tbe lake, there will come a day when the salt deposit which is the result of the long continued warfare be tween sun and water, will stand ex posed, its blanket gone. The Mormons, more, perhaps, than any class or settlers in and districts of North America, have mastered tl e science of irrigation. They have been studying and experimenting for over half a century. In all the time since they entered their promised laud they have labored with the end of making a little water do the most possible good. Uufortuuately for the Great Salt Lake, the lessons in economy in the usage of irrigation rivulets have not served to keep pace with the increase in population and the consequent neces sity of the continued reclamation of arid land. All the water for the irri gation of the Jordau Valley the Great Salt Lake stake of the Mormon Church, as it is denominated must come from the rivers which feed the lake. Tbey are the Jordan itself, connecting the fresh water of Utah Lake with the larger body; Weber River, which has IU sources in the foothills of the Uiu Uh Mountains and fl iws northward, winding close to Ogden before it emp ties into the lake; Ogden River, a small er stream, which parallels the Weber for the latter half of the journey, and the B ;ar River, which drains the Great Bear Lake at the north. The Bear River U subj-jct to irriga tion demands of the Geutiles as well as the Mormjns, siuce more of its course is through Idaho than Utah, but the Weber and the Jordan are wholly within the Mormon sphere of agricultural influence. While the Gen tiles divide the city populations of Utah with tbe Mormons, they do not compete with them iu the farming districts. They own the mines in the mountains, but these need no water for Irrigation. Hence it is that the Mor mons have themselves to thank for the lake's recession. It has come to pass that at the dryest seasons of the year the Weber dis charges but a tiny streamlet into the lake. The Jordan and the Bear both drain lakes, which in turn are fed by mountain streams; hence their flows are larger than tbat of the Weber, through insignificant iu comparison t what they once were or what they would be again should irrigation ca nals and ditches cease to claim their contents. It would seem at first thought that the fate of Utah Lake would be identi cal with that of the Great Salt Lake. The Federal Government Indeed, was seized over ten years ago with the fear that the lesser body soon would be dried up, though no concern was ex pressed for tne possible effect upon tbe saline reservoir it kept filling. When the Great Salt Lake Is gone it will be missed as a wonder and as a salt factory for little else. Its waters destroy vegetatiou instead of nourish ing it Should the fresh waters of Utah Lake, however, be evaporated or disappear into the earth, thousands of square miles would cease to be habita ble. What it Slight Have Co3t "In a certain town in Vermont," said tbe Boston drummer ss be chew ed away at a pepsin tablet, "I picked up a wallet containing $'J0 in cash. There were papers bearing the owner's nirue, and he proved to be the mayor of the town. I at ouce bunted bim up and banded over his lost cosh, and ad he received it be looked me over and scratched the back of bis bead aud said: "I shall reward you, of course. How much do you think you ought to have?" "Nothing whatever, sir. I am glad to restore your property." "But you expect something ?" "No, sir." "Didn't look for me to give you a cent?" "Not a red." "It don't seem possible," he went on as he looked me over again, "but I'll have to take you at your word. Dj you know what it might have cost m, sir, had any one el e found this wallet?" "I can't say, of course." "I'd have had to hand over at least 10 cents, sir, and they might have struck for 15 or 25." Ohio State Jaur. baL J f t j t
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