Hates of Advertising. One 'iqtiaro (1 lindi,)o:if! Insertion - ?I OnoHquaro " one month - -3 00 Ono Squaro " three months - 0 00 OnoHqiiaro " one year - - 10 00 Two (Squares, one year - - 15 Cq iJunrterOol. " - - - - 30 00 Half -. - r0 CO One " .... 100 00 Legal notices at established rates. Marringo nnd death notices, gratis. All bills for yearly advertisements col lected quarterly. Temporary advertise" merits must be paid for in advance. Job work, Cash on Delivery. A A 18 PUBLISXTED EVERY WEDNESDAY, BY sr. Z3. 77"X2iri:x:, GrncBUi bobinson & bonneb'8 bdeldiko ELM STREET, TI0NE3TA, PA. TERMS, 1.60 A TEAR. ' No Subscriptions received for a shorter period than throe mohths. Correspondence solicited ironi nil part el the. country. No notice will betaken of anonymous cjininunii :i! mum wmwnmn. V VOL. XII . NO. 4. TIONESTA, PA., AP1UL 16, 1879. $1.50 Per Annum. Tho Old Town Clock. Upon the square in tho quiet town, The courthouse stands, and looking down From the tower almve is tho wall-known fnco f1f the old town clock. From its lofty plnce, : Her the troo tops swnying tall, It patiently tells tho time to (ill. In summer days, from tho streets hclow, So chmo nnd dense tho green leaves grow, lis pointing hands can scarce he scon ; Hut ovor tho rustling houghs of green, And mingled with joyous nong of bird, Its warning voice is over heard. Throughout each day and silent night, ' i'.i'.o the stain o'crhead are gleaming bright, Kver and over sounds tho bell And ever its lesson seems to tell, A lesson rung with every tone, - To the midnight watcher sad und lone. Time is fleeting, Ne'er retreating, Another day ' Has passed a wny; Gone forever, Returning never; Kvery treasure, Every pleasure, Thut it carries, Never tarries; Time ia fleeting, Ne'er retreating. "Time is fleeting," but naught heed they . AVho carelessly hear the bell each day; " No'er retreating " the thoughtless mid guy Who make of their Uvea a holiday. 'Time im fleeting," but they forget Who laden their moments without regret As they onward fly, with earthly gaining, With worldly care and sad complaining. " Gone forever," tho steady knell Over nnd over sceuib to tell ; And they who dwell both far ami near, Can oft the quiet teaching hear, As through tho quaint and shudy streets The echo lingora and repents. J)uwn tho river that wanders along, With H murmuring, over-changing song, Till its shallow waters deeper grow, Oft float tho bell-tones fnint and low, Till they startle tile dreamer idly afloat, Who tr.tnquily, in bis gliding lxt, v Drifts where the shadows and sunbeams lie, Between the inlands neath summer sky; And the fisherman hears them down in tho ' . And the hunter notes the hour of dar As the soft breeze lightly carries the sound Ovor tho mnrshy hunting-ground, Where tho lotus flowers, with spreading leaves, A rare and antique beauty weaves. Sadly, ah ! sadly, through tho air '' ' They come to the hillside, still and fair; Over the lonely, sacred spot Where many rest who hear them not; 'Unheeded fulls tho echo there, Unheeded wavers in tho nir, Unheeded now, but once each tono By them was beard, and loved, and known. 'Hour alter hour of their lives had boon told, Now resting together, the young and the old, So culm, so hushed, no earthly sound Will cull them from that sleep profound. " Gone forever !" thus the bell Swayed in slow and solemn knell Till its voioo was stilled and the faithful hands, Of the old clock fell; and ruin stnnds, , With drear und melancholy fuco, Ovor the onco-familiar place. With the fleeting time and into the past, ;The old town clock lias vanished at lust. Monroe Commercial. TODDLES. 1 felt like a lady that morning. I was a lady, I thought, after all; quite as much no as Mrs. Jones, who lived in the great cupola house on tho hill. Quite as much of a hidy, I said to myself, briskly, as I dusted up my little simp, and arranged the sheeny ribbons and striped goods in tho window. The window was hung with pretty lace curtains, and there was a globe of gold-fish in it that sailed about as courteously and busily as though they were getting their living as head clerks. It was a sweet soft autumn morning: thij village street was grassy and quiet and I hummed a tune as I glanced cheerily out at little Toddles, flitting about in her scarlet ribbons under the old willow outside. Mesa her little rosy face! why shouldn't I be happy when I've her to look after? , I was happy, and I hummed attain that ohl snatch of a tune, and nodVled gayly to Toddles, wondering vaguely to myself what was going to happen that I felt so uncannily bright. Nothing simply nothing; things wero done happening to ine long since. My wny was straight and narrow, my days quiet and unevent ful. As I sipped my, coffee that morning I remembered that I held the cup up to the light, and I felt a certain sense'of satisfaction in tho translueenee of the rare bit oC china. It is 60 pleasant tor know that one's own election may keep one aloof from the ugliness ami squalor of poverty. Itjioesn't take much to keep one per son.'of course, and I don't count Toddles for anything. It needs but the odds and ends of things a bowl of bread nnd milk, a cup of cofloe, with now and then a lively bit of ribbon to keep the little one going famously. Yes, I always wanted to be a lady. And as I sat in my bright little room I half felt inclined to forgive Richard Gray the heart-break lie gave me long ago. And, oh God! it was a heart-break. But if he had married me, perhaps he would have shut me up in some gloomy city house to le a lady after his fashion, to stille for want of a bit of fresh air, to wads softly under a thouaaudjpetty con- vontionalitios, and to erase being my own mistress. All! that I never could endure. So it is, perhaps, as well that Richard left me and went oil' some where (!od knows where. You Nee. I like it my little shop. There's something so delightful in seeing the pretty jju-ls of tho village, with now nnd then a fine lady, hanging over my dainty wares, and trying the tints of searlet nnd blue and orange with many .. i i. i i T .i ? r ii liiuu mm ninny ii guiiice in me mirror. I rail it my reception when they pour in of a holiday afternoon. I love colors; I loye grace and beauty : .and -perhaps I might have been a bit of an artist, in my wny, if I'd ever had' the opportunity. Rielinrd used to say so. But an! he said many a flattering tiling nnd many a false In those old dnys. And if I ever dreamed of any higher life than contents me now well, I've given un dreaming. For there s Toddles, so round and sweet and soft and real. She leaves me little time for building air-castles. You see, I love the child as if she were my very own. For she came to nie one day about four years ago a wee little baby thing, curled up in a heap on my doorstep when I went to open the shut ters. Wherever she came from I never knew. loddles never explained; she just stretched up her little fat arms to me and gurgled " lod-od-doddle," and that was her-sole introduction. It was surmised that the child had been dropped by some traveling circus passing through the town, and I liad ex cellent neighborly advice about putting the treasure in the foundling hospital. But one seldom takes good advice, and I didn't. To tell the truth, I grew so attached to the child that I should even have been wicked enough, 1 fear, to regret any one s turning ui) to claim it. But that's not at all likely now, after so many years no, not at all likely; no more likely than that Richard and 1 should ever meet again in this world. And that that is among the things that can never happen. It was on this wise, our parting: Richard's mother was old and feeble and miserly. She'd spent a good deal of money on lnm sent linn to college, and expected, folks said, to "make some thing of him." She always expected to get her money's worth out of her transac tions. Richard held her in a sort of awe, somehow, though she was n little wizen ed old woman that lie could have lifted with his left hand. But I liked him for respecting his mother. One day we two were sitting at twi light talking of the future dreamily, us was our wont. "My little one,"'snid Richard, putting his arm about me, " it half seems too bright to ever be." "Kver be!" I echoed. " Oh, Richard, if you talk that way, it will never be." Richard smiled, but his face grew overcast. I felt that a storm was com ing. "Well?" I queried, seeing that he s.i t brooding and silent. "Darling," ho said, soothingly, "I knew it would come hardly to you ; but how can I go ngainst my mother? Her poor old heart is bound up in me, Jean nette, nnd she will never hear to to any thing that" "That seems to lower you," I added, in a steely voice,, that seemed to cut its way out of my heart like a keen, cold knife. "Oh, T am a coward a poltroon!" cried Richard, wringing his hands. " 1 was born to bring" trouble on those I love. Who, who shall I leave to suffer for me now, Jeannette?" " The one who will say least about it," T answered, hardily. My heart was throbbing heavily, like a clock that ticks the hour of execution; but I made no outcry, and we parted in that final part ing silently. And I have lived silently ever since. One year after that I heard that Rich ard's mother was dead, nnd then that he had married: who, I knew not who, cared not. lie had married another woman while my last words were yet ringing in his ears right there, before the face of the living heaven, married another woman, and swore to love and cherish her, as he had ofttn vowed to love and cherish me! But I did not win to feel this blow a I had felt our parting. I just flung him out of my heart there and then, and my love and my silence vanished. I looked into the face of my misery with a smile, and 1 took this little shop in the village, and worked early and late, and made it thrive. Then, two years later, came ray little Toddles to me, sitting like a lily on -my door-step, as if some angel of peace had dropped her there. 1 have named her Theresa, but Toddles has always been her own pet nanr for herself, and I like it because it is hers. The child has brought mo peace. And I feel no vengeance against any one now.' Nor do I reioieo that Richard's wife is said to have turned out ill, and spent the wealth she brought him. But I had forgotten the.shop in all this revvric and reminiscence." There was a sharp twang of the little bell, and I heard a heavy step in the doorway. I set down my coffee-cup hastily, and hurried in to confront a great muscular fellow with a big beard and a slouched hat, wTiose presence seem ed fairly to wipe out the little shop. This was a rather different type from my usual customers, and I was a little shy of him. He hesitated, and seemed bewildered when I spoke to him men never do get used to shopping and it was some time before I quite made- out what he wanted. It was some sort of woolen goods a scarf or a kerchief, I think. These were not very salable stock just now, and I had put the box contain ing them out of sight somewhere. While I rummaged about, the stranger stood in the doorway, watching me in a way I did not like; perhaps he wanted to steal something. Ho looked needy enough, and shabby enough. "Oh, here they are at last," said I, eagerly, handing down the package from a high and dusty shelf. The man did not seem to hear me. He was looking at Toddles, darting about like a butterfly outside. "Whose child is that?" said he, abruptly. It was an impudent question, and I felt my blood flush up liotly for a mo ment. But I reflected that this man looked wayworn and weary; perhaps he had come a long journey, and left a little child like this at home. " It is my child," I said pleasantly. " Yours!" he repented. "Or at least," said I, "if not mine, it was left with mo to be cared for." " Left with you," echoed tho stranger. "Aye, so I have heard. Ixft with you by the wretched man, Jtlie outcast, the degraded, who knew none else on whom to thrust his burden when his tinseled wifo fell from tho tight-rope, and died there, groveling in the sawdust knew none other of whom to seek the charity than the woman who had loved him I listened as one stupefied with opium'. What did this man know or guess con eerninmc and mine? What object had he in view in lingering about the shop? But I said coolly, "That is a story that needs to be proved." The stranger stooped and looked keenly at me. " Verily," said he, with a low, sardonic laugh, " he has reaped his re ward, it seems: he is botli dead and for gotten." I began to feel afraid of this man, who seemed bent upon insulting or alarming me. I pointed sternly to the door. " Sir," said I, " if you are satisfied with the foods, I beg you will take them away, havo other things to attend to." For a moment after the great hulking figure disappeared through the doorway of my little shop I covered my face with my hands, nnd all the past of my life rushed entirely over me. I had not outlived it yet, after all. Suddenly I remembered Toodles, and hastened to the door to look after her. My customer had disappeared; the huge willow trunk hid the road from view, but I felt relieved, for there was my little one swinging back and forth with the long pendants of the willow. Only one jnstant I saw her in the sunlight one instaut. Then came a rushing, tearing, nnd tramping, a terrible sound in the air, and a great bull, tossing his horns furi ously, and with eyes glaring madly be fore him, came snorting and bellowinir up the street. The great willow was in his course, and, oh God! my h my little Tod- dies! Then I know not whether I fainted or whether I screamed for help. I saw a tall figure leap out from somewhere in tho very pathway of the mod animal, and the next moment Toddles, half laughing, half crying, was nestling in my arms. The man whom I had sent from my door a few minutes since stood looking on us yearningly tire man who had snatched my darling from its terrible fate, "Both dead' nnd forgotten," he said. vOh Jeannette! Jeannette! do you not know me?" The rainbow ribbons in tho little shop window spun dizzily round, and all things grew dim before my eyes. For I knew that Richard Gray wns'como back to me. Poor nnd degraded and de serted, perhaps, he had come back to me. He lifted his hat, and, stooping, kissed the little one, who did not resist him. "I brought you my motherless little one years agone. A beggar and a sinner though I was, I dared to pray your charity to my child, whom its mother, flying from her home, would have left to perish among the gewgaws nnd clowns in whose company she died. Yea, verily, my punishment lias been bitter. And shall I leave you now, Jeannette, you and my child, and depart forever, hateful in your eyes for all years to come hateful when not for gotten?" But something filled my heart just then, like the rush of a mighty river". I looked back at my quiet life, my bright little shop, the years of silence and of sorrow. I felt Toodle's warm heart beating against mine. He had saved her. And I looked at ljichard Gray, and put my hand in his. Since then I have tried what it is to be a lady in the far West a lady in a log-cabin, without china, or onrpet, or neck ribbons, nnd Richard says I have succeeded. Illrper,s Weekly . How to Preserve Failing Eye-Sight, Sit in such a position as will allow the light to fall obliquely over the shoulder upon the page or sewing. Do not use the eyes for such purposes by any .artificial light. Avoid the special use of the eyes in the morning before breakfast. Rest them for half a minute oY so while read ing or s?wing, or looking at small ob jects, and by looking at things at a dis tance, or up to the sky v relief is immedi ately felt by so doing. Never pick up any collected matter from the evehushes ol igomers of the eyes with the finger nail; rather moisten it with saliva and rub it away with tho ball of the finger. Fre quently pass the ball of the linger over the closed eyelid toward the nose; this carries off any excess of water into the nose itself by means of the little canal which leads into the nostril from each inner corner of the eye, the canal having a tendency to close up in consequence of the slight inflammation which attends weakness ol eyes. Keep the feet always dry and warm, so as to draw nny excess of blood from tho other end of the body. Use eyeglasses at first, carried in the vest pocket, attached to a guard, for they are instantly adjusted to the eye with very little trouble, whereas, if common spec tacles are used, such a process is required to get them ready, that to save trouble tho eyes are often strained to answer a purpose. Wash tho eyes abundantly every morning. If cold water is used, let it be flapped against the closed eyes with the fingers, not striking hard against the ball of the eves. The moment the eyes feel tired, the very moment you are conscious of an effort to read or sew, lay aside the book or needle, and take a walk for an hour, or. employ yourself in j some active exercise not requiring the close use of the eyes. Magazine qf Vharmcwy. Connecticut, with a school population of 13H.407, had, during the past year, 130,937 children in her schools. TIMELY TOPICS. The microphone as a thief-catcher has proved very useful to an English resident in India, who found his store of oil rapid ly nnd mysteriously diminishing, lie fixed a microphone to the oil cans, carried the wire up to his liedroom. nnd. nfter the house had leen closed for the night, sat up to await the result. Very shortly he heard the clinking of bottles, follow ed by the gurgling sound of liquid being poured out, and running down stairs he caught his bearer in the act of filling small bottles with oil for easy conveyance from the premises. English newspapers announce with con siderable interest tho discovery, made by the Paris Acclimation society, that Jap anese wheat, planted in April or May, is ripe and ready for the harvest quite as early as European-grown wheat, sown some five or six months earlier, and the yield is equally large with that produced from any of the varieties of European wheat. If the same result can be obtain ed in other places, says tho Tokio IHmcs, the use of Japanese wheat, it is presumed, will become universal, though no expla nation of the phenomenon is yet supplied. Dr. Jacob S. West, a resident of Boerne, Texas, prints a letter in a local paper on the manner of the introduction of yellow fever into the United States. He cites instance after instance to sup port his theory that the fever is trans mitted by means of coffee. Four-fifths of the coffee consumed in this country,' ho says, comes from the very hot-beds of the yellow fever pestilence. It has fallen under his observation that towns by which the most watchful quarantines were kept were caught by the smuggling of a little " innocent" coffee. The Don Cossacks of Russia have a peculiar -way of detecting thieves, nnd the result of it are some times peculiar. Five thousand roubles of the government money, appropriated for the equipment of a body of Cossacks, was locked in a trunk, which, for safe keeping, was de posited in the village church, the key being intrusted to a judge. After a time the attaman required a portion of the money, but the judgo who went to the church to Obtain it quickly returned with the report that the whole of it had been stolen. Following the custom of the Don Cossacks, the attaman ordered the villagers to send hiin their handkerchiefs, which he delivered to a fortune-teller, rno was required to identity Hie thieves. Hie was blindfolded, and at once seized two of the handkerchiefs, exclaiming. "These are the thieves." They belong ed to the judge nnd the priest. Tho Mandalay correspondent of the Calcutta Englishman thus describes the massacre of the royal family of Burmali by order of the king: A council was held by the king and his young advisers, and the conclusion come to was that ex termination was the only means whereby he could obtain safety. The immediate execution was, therefore, ordered of every one in prison. Executioners were easily obtained, and with darkness commenced the scene of slaughter. It being, how ever, found inconvenient to get through the job in one night, a division was made, and some twenty wero chosen. These were severely beaten and kicked, the women being shamefully treated. When lifeless they were hurled into a large well in the garden. Children were torn to pieces before their parents' eves, and the parents then put to death. The Meckra prince was made a witness of the most atrocious conduct toward his wife and children, and saw his aged mother beaten' senseless to the ground and then dragged to the well and tumbled in. Thongya's family fared the same, as also the two Menghees, the Myodawlaw, his two sons, and the Phawoon. The princes, instead of being put in along with their families, were killed last and thrown into the river. Lost A Timet. An astronomer h.us many ups and downs in this world, although most peo ple no doubt believe that it is most up, as far as looking is concerned. Professor Swift, of Rochester, a noted star-gazer, met with a curious loss a few weeks ago, nnd the worst is there is no insurance. He was scouring off the sky on a clear evening a month ago, when he suddenly discovered a comet. Now a comet is not to be picked up every day, and tho pro fessor felt considerably elated. Comets are pretty high now-adays, anit genuine specimens without flaw or blemish are exceedingly scarce. Tho professor was overjoyed, and ho was just preparing to mark it and put up a sign, " Any person trespassing on this comet will be prose cuted. Keep off the grass," when sud denly a cloud came in the way. What pen can describe the scene that ensued ! Swift loudly called for help, but it was a time when no one is up except robbers or astronomers, and no one came. The situation was critical. If ho went up on a ladder and shoved away the clouds there would be no one to tend to the telescope business. The comet in the most cowarly manner took advantage of the professor's dilemma and made off. At least it is thought so, because the cloudy weather lasted several weeks, and when tho professor got his astronomical shotgun in order again the celestial bird had flown. Professor Swift ought to ad vertise for the lost comet. A reporter interviewed the bereaved philosopher. and between his sobs the star-tinder said that the comet was of uncommon ap pearance tail lost nsii are lug), nnd that it was in the same field with Eta Eridani. Of course the comet must have got out of that field in some manner or other while tho professor was attending to the clouds, and this is another great argu ment for keeping fences in order. Mean while, if any person happens to meet a comet of uncommon appearance without a brand on it, the finder will confer a great favor on Professor Swift by putting a little salt on the comet's tail and tele graphing at once for the disconsolate astronomer. Free I'ress. CHIEF JOSEPH'S VIEWS. What lie Cannot t'nrtrud, and What IV o One Has Kxplalncd to lllm-IIi Hrnrt Made Kick by ItrokeiC rromlnra. Chief Joseph, headed by the Ncz Perees Indians, whose gallant fight ngainst overwhelming odds last year is still alive in public memory, has nn arti cle in the North American lie view, in which lie argues hjsoase with a terse and simple eloquence. Following is an ex tract : I have seen the ereat father ("the Presi dent), the next great chief (secretary of the interior), the commissioner chief (llayt), tho law chief (General Butler), and many other law chiefs (congress men), and they all say they are my friends, and that I shall have justice, but while their mouths talk all right I do not understand why nothing is done for my people. I have heard talk and talk, but nothing is done. Good words do not last long unless they amount to something. Words do not pay for my dead people-. They do not pay for my country, now overrun by white men. They do not protect my father's grave. They do not pay for all my horses and cattle. Good words will not give me back my children. Good words will not make good the promise of your war chief, General Miles. Good words will not give my people good health and stop them from dying. Good words will not get my people a home where they can live in peace and take care of themselves. I am tired of talk that comes to nothing. It makes my heart sick when I remember all the food words and all the broken promises, 'here has been too much talking by men who had no right to talk. Too many misrepresentations have been made, too many misunderstandings have come up between the white men about the Indi ans. If the white man wants to live in peace with the Indian he can live in peace. There need be no trouble. Treat all men alike. Give them all the same law. Give them all an even chance to live and grow. All men were made by the same Great Spirit Chief. They are all brothers. The earth is the mother of all people; all people should hare equal rights upon it. 1 ou might as well expect the rivers to run backward as that nny man who was bora a free man should be contented when penned up and denied liberty to go where ho pleases. If you tie a horse to a stake, do you ex pect he will grow fat? . If you pen an Indi an up on a small spot of earth, and compel him to stay there, he will not be contented.nor will he grow and prosper. I have asked some of the great white chiefs where they get their authority to say to the Indian that he shall stay in one place, while he sees white men going where they please. They cannot tell me. I only ask of the government to be treated as all other men are treated. If I cannot go .to my own home, let me have a home in some country where my people will not die so fast. I would like to go to Bitter Root valley. There my people would be healthy; where they are now they nre dying. Three have died since I left my camp to come to Washington. When I think of our condition my heart is heavy. 1 see men of my race treated as outlaws and driven from coun try to country, or shot down like ani mals. ' I know that my race must change. We cannot hold our own with the white men as we are. We only ask an even chance to live as other men live. We ask to be recognized ns men. We usk that the same law shall work alike on all men. If the Indian breaks the law, punish him by the law. If the white man breaks the law, punish him also. Let mo be a free man free to travel, free to stop, free to work, free to trade where I choose?, free to choose my own teachers, free to follow the religion of my fathers, free to think and talk nnd act for myself and I will obey every law, or submit to the penalty. Whenever tho white man treats the Indian as they treat each other, then we will have no more wars. We shall be alike brothers of one father and one mother, with ono sky above us and one country around us and one government for all. Then tho Great Spirit Chief who rules above will smile upon this land, nnd send rain to wash out the bloody spots made by brothers' hands from the face of the earth. For this time tho Indian race are waiting and praying. I hope that no more groans of wounded men and women will ever go to the earof the Great Spirit Chief above, and that all people may be one people. In-mut-too-yah-lat-lat has spoken for his people. The Measles. An unpleasant disease is tho measles, but of short duration, and, rf ordinary care be exercised, not fatal. Its most apparent and usual symptoms aro sneezing, slight cough, running at the nose and eyes, peculiar itching of the face, red eyes, very sensitive to light. It generally runs four days before the erup tion, which lasts usually but three days " three days out and four days in," as the old ladies say. Tho third day little red spots appear on tho face, generally in clusters, afterward spreading. The state 'of fever decreases as the rash conies to the surface. After about three days the little crescent - shaped pustules turn brown and the skin crumbles oil". Dur ing fchis stage diarrhea often occurs, but it is best not to interfere with it. The -oom in which the sick child lies should be kept moderately dark. Keep the child well covered, especially about the chest. Administer plenty of warm beverages, such as weak tea, arrowroot, oatmeal-water and the like; put a gently drawing poultice on the chest. Some times a doseof purging medicine is called for early in tho disease. Be very careful to protect the child from taking' cohl, as alarming consequences are liable to re sult in that case. If medical advise is handy it should bo had, though, unless the disease is not running its regular course, it may be dispensed with. Health anil Hume. a safe g it is no It burglars onger safe. The Violet. Lonely and sweet a violet grow The meadow woods among. Ono morn a rosy nhephord maid, AVith careless heart nnd idle tread, C'ntnc hy, Came hy Tho meadow lands and sung. " Ah," said the violet, "would I wero Some stately garden flower ! That I might gathered be and pressed Ono little hour to her sweet breast. Ah, me ! Ah, me ! . Only one little hour! On came the rosy shepherd lass, With heart that idly bent, And crushed the violet in the grass. It only said, " How sweet! How sweet!" it said, with fainting moan " If I must die, to die alone For her, For her, To die at her dear feet." From the German qf Goethe. ITEMS OF INTEREST. Good harp players manage to pick up a living with their fingers. The Mammoth cave of Kentuckx is soon to be illuminated with the electrio light. The active manufacturer ol dentists' tools is the only man who can do tooth things at once. A man, who still carries in his body a bullet which entered it nt Antietam, calls it lead astray. Dealers in second-hand clothing stand ever ready to relieve poor erring human ity of its abandoned habits. The fiery, untamed steed of spring is again with us. . We allude to the insidi ous horseradish. Waterloo Observer. In 1859 the cattle plague in the vnst herds of Australia was effectually check ed by a simple method of inoculation, which was extensively practiced. Child, pointing to a bronze group rep resenting a terrific contest between a lion and a crocodile " What are those things doing pa?" Father "Talking politics, my dear." In the olden time a lady's hair rarely changed till she was over fifty; in these days a lady's hair will often show several shades of color before she is thirty. Andrews'1 Bazar. A facetious boy asked one of his play mates why a hardware dealer was like a bootmaker. The latter, somewhat puz zled, gave it ui. " Why," said tho form er, " because the one sold the nails, and the other nailed the soles." They were discussing the venerable theme of money and happiness; "money does everything for a man," said one old gentlem:m, pompously. " Yes," replied the other one, "but money won't do as much for a man as some men will do for money." Rev. Dr. Ingram, who died recently in Shetland at the ago of 103, is said to have been the oldest minister in the world. Four generations of the Ingrams have lived in the same houso in Shet land, and they were long generations, too. Tho deceased's father died at the nge of 100, and his grandfather at 105. The number of men actually engaged in fishing in the four provinces of Nova Scotia, New Brunswick, Quebec and Ontario, is 42,000. It is estimated that about yoo.OOO persons are supported by the various branches of this industry on. the shores of those provinces. One thou sand decked vessels are employed in this British North American fishery, and 17,000 open boats. A new fat woman is on the stage. She is Mrs. Peter Miller, of Helena, Arkan sas, and though but four feet six inches high she weighs four hundred and three pounds. Sho measures three feet nine inches across the back, and is therefore almost as broad as she is long. She married when sixteen years old, and then weighed but one hundred pounds. She is now sixty-eight years old. l'EUFCME. I am the spirit of tho wooded stoep, I roam ut will through quiet dull, And find pule pithices of sleep la lily-bolls. I steal o'er beds of balmy moss, Where erst the silvery brooklet ran; I'm ('harmed while hiding in the moss Or Ijturu's (ni. I shrink from giiHts of rain and storm In some hluNh-i'OHe'H bosom guy; Full oil 1 stniy through gurdens wurm, 1 ti fur I 'nt linv. Some fond sultana's curls of gold 1 kisH and steal through cluiiclLuiul's tents In bottles I am otteu sold For fifty cents. Predictions for the Future. A number of young ladies will marry well and die ill. An epidemic of colds will set in next winter. The pototo bug. Paris green. Scien tific reports as usual. Many hundred new doctors will bo turned loose to kill the first year of prac tice, and to cure the second. Seven hundred old, overloaded nnd badly-manned ships will go down and be never heard of during the next seven years. Bank failures will struggle along one by one; bank presidents anil cashiers abscond, and the community will enjoy its usual astonishment. People will continue to say this is the hottest summer I ever knew. Vice versa in winter. Several old rich men's wills will be disputed. N umerous houses wi)l burn down next year. Several great people will die and a number of smaller ones. There will be several railroad acci dents, a long and searching investigation and the usual gradual simmering down and dying out of the whole afl'air. New York Graphic.
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