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VOL. XIII. NO. 7.
TIONESTA, PA., MAY 5, 1880.
$1,50 Per Annum,
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Mine Schlldhooa".
Hr tub Author of t,keit.v Yawcob
Strauss. "J
Dm- sohiltren dhoy va poot In po I,
All tucked oup for dr nighdl ;
1 dake" mine pipe der mantel ofT,
Und py der flrufido pright
1 dinks ahoiidt vhen I vas young
OfT moder, who va toad
Und how at tiighdt like Tdo Hans
Elm tuekod mo onp in ped.
I mindt mo ofTminofador too,
Und how ho y(oHt to my,
' Poor poy, jov hnl n hanlt oldt row
l' liou, tin)' londle hlay!"
I lied mo oudt dot Id vns druo
Vol mine oidt iiiiir aid,'
Vhilu mnondhiiigdowtnntno flixon hnii-
Und Inciting mo in pud.
Der oldt folks! Id vns like a dhream
To spbeak ofT iVm iiko dot.
(Jrotchon tind I vai " olilt folks " now,
Und hoi two schillrcn got.
Wo loins thoin mora as never vos,
J'Vli Ic11 ourly bead,
Und olry n'bt vo (lakes dhom otip
Und tuuks tlhoin in dlicir pod.
liu.'t (Dion, HOiriRdimoa, vhou 1 fools pluo
Und nil diny lonesomo seem,
1 vi-.h 1 vaa dot poy again,
Und dis trs all a dhream.
I rant to kiti mine moder vonoe,
Und vlicn mine hmyer va said,
To hnl my lador dake tne oup
Und tnck me in mine pcd.
Harper' Magazine.
MISS MA HONEY'S LACE.
They were having a very good time
at the farm, hs pleasant a party of guy
girl graduates as could well bo put to
getlitT, when Miss Mahoney arrived
upon tli8 scene of action, and her ap
pearnnce was certainly like a wet blanket
on all pleasure. .
The ftum was on a mountain-side,
high up in air: all below it a great
amphitheater of lesser hills, mellowed
in distance and vapors till they looked
like the waves of a purple sea, with
nor nd then michty rainbows span
ning them: and all above it tho lofty
tops of hiJl?, whoHe woods here feat ti
ered off upon the morning sky, and
whoso crags there jutted sharply in the
stars at night. The air was full of the
song of birda, the rustle of loaves, the
hum of bets and the rushing of water
falls, and it see aed to the happy young
thing? that they were somewhere above
the world in an ideal region lrom
wt)ich no voice could summon them.
But, for all that, a sharp voice called
when Miss Mahoney was heard at the
door, and the cruel common world burst
in behind her.
She came in the noon stage, and she
brought such tons of lugitage! That
had to come on another. Whai did she
mean to do with it at the farm, where
linen lawn was full dress P And she
had a collie dog, and a huge cage witli
a magpie in it, and themagpio chatte. ed
like iLe confusion of tongues. Miss
Mahoney stopped at tho door, opene t
the cage, and let the magpie go. "He
i nmpi httir nt emrl a). a t nr
' - - ' f (.4l4 UUVJ LJ 114.1 B.
Picrson, our landlady, who hardly
looked with kindness on the bird of
evil. " He likes to havt his liberty and
make his nct, and so I let him have it
all the summer city life is so confining.
And Laddie keeps an eye on him." But
we all embraced " Laddie " at once, as
ho put up his pretty nose and tender
brown eyes to our fa' cs, and tho collie
became the best friend of all the young
girls.that day, particularly ol the pret
tier ones, for he had quite a taste In
boauty; he seemed to know that there
was not a gallant about the place, and
he might ho escort to the whole party if
hey would, and he presently attached
himscll so pertinacioudly to Ade;e
Montrose that Jane Hunt said she
should have toBhow him Philip's picture
next, and tell Laddie that Philip was
coming in a month.
Miss Mahoney came down to tea in
regabrray. No such garments had
ever Vjn seen at the farm as her purple-striped
velvet gauzes, with their
satin under-stuff. As for her string of
pearls, perhaps they were only Roman ;
but if they were real, they were worth
more than the farm ; and then the lace
shawl whjch she knotted up round her
throat as they sat on the piazza look
ing at tho sunset more underneath than
aixve them, " as if it had been Shetland
wool," said Jane, "when it was price
less Brussels net "
"But she has oceans of lace," said
MUa Meyer. "I opened her door by
mistake as she wa3 unpacking, ana
there it was, some in boxes and tray?,
and some over chairs. What with laoes
and jewels, tho room looked like the
milky way."
"She'll think we are a set of bar
barians," said Adele, with her quick
blush, " with hardly bo much as a
tucker."
- "And we shall think her a vulgar
parvenue, bringing such things to such
a pluco," said Jane.
"Se'snota nouveau riche, at any
rate," answered Miss Mever. " For she
isn't rich at all. Mrs. Pierson knows
about her. Sho inherited all her line
things from some relation or other, and
has only enough money to live on; and
when r ) wants to do something ex
travagant, lik-j coming to the moun
tains, lor instance, she sells a pearl or
a bit of lace."
Mis Mahoney, of course, became an
object of study to the girls, and was al
ways accompanied in her progress by
some awe and more ridicule the
former as the possessor of finery that
somehow went to their hearts every
time they saw it or heard of it, the lat
ter as a woman past forty, tall and an
gular and ugly and ignorant, aping th
appearance and manneis of young girl?.
" 1 wonder how she came by Laddie r"
said Adele, one day.
" She gave a je-.vel for him," said Miss
Meyer, laughing, "so as to have some
thing to protect her other jewels. I'm
sure It's no wonder how she came by
Jack. That magpie will drive us all
out of the house yet."
"See him now," said Jane Hunt, "on
tho limb of that hollow oak. Doesn't
ho look like a limb himself?"
"There certainly is something de
moniac about Jack," said Adele. ' He
came tapping a t my window lat night,
and when I saw those eyes of his they
made me shiver so"
"He was after tho cakes in your
closet."
" Do you suppose he was?" she asked,
as she was eoing off with Laddie.
They didn't an v of them suppose so,
for ah tho animals about tho place
Beemed to have a fondness for Adele,
cows and horses, cats and doves; even
the wood birds had a way of flying low
round the charming head as she called
them. Some said it was her beauty, for
sho was tho loveli-st little brown-haired,
blue-eyed, white-browed, damask
checked piece of flesh and blood one
could imagine : others said it was her
gentle ways; and tho rest fancied it
was some nearness to nature in her, or
some secret attraction like that of the
Indian snake-charmers.
"That is tho same way Bhe tamed
Jane's brother Phil," said Lucia.
" Every one knows that Phil was the
haughtiest ano: most high-strung man
in cxistcnrc.and rathcrdesoised women.
And now he just adores the ground she
waiKs on.
"As for me" said Miss Mever. "I
should be alraid that Hint sort of love
was a glamour, and would break up
some day."
" There's no danger of Phil's love for
Adelo breaking up," said Jane. "And
how sho does worship him! Sho never
mentions his name, but she writes to
bim every day and she even saves the
scraps of Ins writing on newspaper en
velopesshe does indeed, girls 1"
"Dear me! I wouldn't want to care
so much for any one," said Miss Meyer.
" I don't know anybody that's more
likely to," cried Lucia. " When you do
fall in love, Maria Meyer"
"Don't you concern yourself, voung
lady, about mo," said Miss Meyer,
sharply, walking off to give Laddio a
biscuit, which was at once stolen by
Jack, Laddie being engrossed in a fine
romo with Adele. "They say she used
to care for Phil herself," whispered
Lucia to her neighbor, ani then they
tell to comparing-their tatting and
crocheting, and getting out patterns,
and Miss Mahoney joined them.
Miss MahoneyVi morning toilettes
were as extraordinarily severe s her
atternoon ones were extraordinarily su
perb. " Oh, Miss Mahoney!" cried one
of the girls one morning, " if we had
your Jaees, we shouldn't have to do
tatting." '
" We hear you have such lovely lace,"
said Maria Meycr.with her grand air on.
" I have some very pretty pieces," said
Miss Mahoney "Our family is an old
Irish family, and I am the last of it,
and so in one direction and another I
have fallen heir to a good deal."
" And I suppose you know all about
lace P"Baid Lucia.
" I know all about m y lace. Some of
It is quite nice. As pretty pieces," re
peated Miss Mahoney, "of their size,
as one could see in America."
" What if you had a grand opening at
some time, and let us Bee them all?"
asked Luoia.
"Why, with the greatest pleasure,
any time now, if you Bay so." And
of course the girls all said bo. and
sprung to their feet at once.
"Oh, is sho going to show m her
laces P" cried Adele, dancing up with
Laddie barking' and jumping round
Jack, who had perched on her shoulder.
"How lovely of you, Miss Mahoney!"
and she followed with the rest.
" This," said Miss Mahoney, when
she-Lad opened her boxes, " is Venice
point."
"It doesn't look any different from
tatting," said Maria Meyer.
"Only," said Miss Mahoney. "as
different as mist is from water. This is
a bit of Spanish lace made in a convent.
Here is a scrap of cardinal's lace; no-
Dooy nut tne caramais at Home have it.
I don't know how my grandmother
came into possession of this scrap
there used to bo an archbishop in our
family somewhere, but that's not a car
dinal. These are all old French laces
Mrs. Palissey never saw their equal.
But they are a great deal of care. I
often think that piece of Valenciennes
costs me ns much trouble as a child.
These are Irish laces they are like
hoar-frosts and blowing snow-drifts,
somebody oneo told me. They don't
make them now. See this piece of Eng.
lish point old Devonshire point "
"Oh, how lovely!" cried Adele, while
the others were exclaiming over this
and that. " Talk of snow-drifts!" and
sho took the Devonshire point in her
hands ; it was two or three yards of finger-deep
edging in a couple of pieces
caught together by a thread, of the most
exquisitely delicate beauty both of tex
ture and design idealized foam wreaths
or the fancies of some frosted pane
spread on a spider's web. "How per
fectly lovely !" exclaimed Adele again,
and she wound it around her blushing
face before the glass. " What a finish
for a bridal toilette P" and then she held
it up in her hands in tho sunlight, and
the magpie on her shoulder, cocking
hij head on this side and the other,
looked more demoniao than ever
through the film of an end of it that lay
over his shining blacK feathers., "You
are exactly like one of those girls hold
ing little bannerols that come dancing
out of the facades of temples in those
Pompeiian decorations of Phil's!" cried
Jane. " What a pity that you're not
going to marry a rich man, Del, who
could afford you Devonshire point and
diamonds. ' she added, the least atom
maliciously, " instead of a poor young
architect!'
"If Adele wound a duster round
her she would look decorated," said
Lucia.
" Most folks would," said Adele, tak
ing off the lace soberly, and laying it
down. "But I mutt confess that I
think laco is the moit perfect thing
made by hands; it always seems to me
t.he ncn.rPfit. ftrni"nfirlt tKf m.n in wM'tVa ri
nature, and about as lief make lace
as paini pictures.'' And thenftli-iS Meyer
besran Wrnntinir herai-lf in a hl.w-lr lo.n
mnntlo ho precisely designed that the
very uewarops scemea to glisten on the
poppy petals there; and presently all
the other girls were masquerading in the
nreoioUS things, while Miaa Muhnnnu
sat by complacently enjoying her mi.g-
" Now. mv dPAX "afthi Miaa Mnlinnav
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us one by ono they resigned their bor
rowed plumes, "you see I have nico
things, if I don't wear them." And,
satisfied with the exhibition, during
uic nexi ween Bne put on nothing cost
lierthana nine-penny print.
"Well," said Adele, "it's ust a
pleasure to have them to look at."
Poor little Adele wna t liAnnnnilnaa ry
phan of penniless parents, and she
taught drawing in a large school in Bos
ton, where Phil had happened to see
her and love her at first sight. Phil
was coming before long now for his
tuuutu a vacation, ana sue was oniy
livincr hv eniinflntr iha l.mifa A tiffin
restless till then, the light talk of the
p eetjuiuu io ue-unmeaning ciauer,
in whicli she had small interest, and
she used to wander off by herself.sketch
ing on her little pocket-boards, or lying
in the fern or under the shadows of the
nlia'n 14.1. 31 1
uiuis, wiiii an unrea dook in ner nana,
hv tJlA hmir rAITOf rifif H .nnial with
her cwn fancies, and with a drawing of
the nnt.linea nf rA VVnrlH'n T?r,A i
not strango that she did not particularly
notice the demeanor of t ho o-irla -- (e
sue uiu oDscrve uiem whispering with
iucii jienus tuguiuer, in at Bne snouia
i. .1 i . . . i
uave uiougnc it no more tnan tne cus
tomary misch lef and merr vmakin cr.
She
just as the sun was drying the grass and
muss on tne top oi ureezy uiuit, Behind
her tho great purple mountain, below
her tho dewv verdure of tho hill ciHu..
hawks were soaring and sweeping over
I. I, .. ,1 J . 1. , . I .
" liuau in tuu marvelous Diue or tne
stainless Bky, and under her feet the
tops of the woods were bowing and
-bending. It was not like daily life, ehe
rroo BiiyiuK ui uerseu. jtnis wonder
ful hill ennntrv! Tt ia inaf na it v,o
died, and were really approaching
vi ii. .iiu in ner wuue gown, with
her bright brown hair floating out
about her face in the wind that fanned
so pure a color there, and with her
luminous eyes borrowing the very color
of the skieg, she looked almost as if she
were. As she stood thero, rapt in rev
erie and happiness the world was so
beallLihil. anil Phil wna inmin nnxr il
now, and she had hardly any other
Liiougui sue aia noi notice miss Ma
honev. under n hicr nniVirolla t;i!..
rf. " - .uiw.viui, kWl&.UK
up to meet her, till that individual was
ciose upon ner.
"I have followed you here, Miss
Montrose. ' said she, suddenly, in her
most rasping tones, "to save you any
mortification before the other boarders,
and to ask what you have done with
my i'evonsmre point. '
" With what?"
"With my Devonshire point."
vonshire pointP Why, Miss Mahoney,
what do you meanP" she exclaimed,
J J: r i
uuhcenuing irom ner aay-areams.
I mean what I say. My Devon-
fill 1 r nmnt. Ima A iaannaa T ViAn
searched pvervwbprp fm if ci liana
V A b BJ V
two or three others every box, every
dk, every DasKet, every drawer. I
have shaken every garment, have left
no nook or corner neirleot.pd nnA it ia
not to be found. You were the last
person sen with it tho only one who
appreciated it. What have you done
: . t . i . oi,
Willi lit
" You must you must be dreaminir
Miss Mahoney," said Adele. "What
in the world should I d o with unnr
laccr
1 nil
"Finish a bridal toilette with it, per
linns." Rflid Miaa Alnhnnpv
"Do you mean is it possible vou
can mean "
" Miss Montrose, I mean that some
body has taken mv lace, and that to he
piam, suspicion points to you, and that
I am giving you a chance to restore it
to me before I call in an officer. For
uouuwess, since you couia do 8UCU a
thing, you know the value of that lace."
" Am I talking to a crazy womanP"
cried Adele.
"No," said Miss Mahoney. "But I
am talking to a thief." .
For a moment Adele was dumb. Then
the full meaning of the accusation
smote her, and her anger flashed up like
aflame. "How did it happen,'' she
broke forth, " that so dreadful, so con
temptible a woman came under the same
roof with mo! Leave me leave me this
instant! I refuse ever to speak to you
again."
" You will speak to the officers of the
law, then," said MUs Mahoney, -using
her umbrella like a tipstaff. " The peo
ple at the house have but guessed that
I suspected you. Now I shall speak at
once to Mrs. Pierson and the other
boarders, and tell them my certainty. I
never dreamed that coming into a coun
try farmhouse I was coming into a den
of thieves." And she was aa good as
her word.-
Adele herself hurried down the moun
tain, slipping and scrambling and roll
ing. But fast as she went in her indig
nation, Miss Mahoney's long legs had
gone faster; and as she drew near the
house, she saw that the usual gay morn
ing parties on the piazzas were absent,
and she presently understood, by the
sound of the loud forgetful tones that
came through the open window, that the
loss of the Devonshire lace was under
discussion.
"Mr. Philip Hunt will learn," Miss
Meyer was sayiog, "that before one
marries a beauty it is best to see whether
or not she is a kleptomaniac."
"Kleptodddlesticksl" cried Miss
Mahoney. "A thief s a thief. Rich or
poor. She has my lace, or she hasn't.
If she has, she's a thief, and four strong
walis will hold her before nightfall, and
save the lace of other people."
It seemed to Adele that Bhe was cer
tainly going mad herself. She walked
in among them and stood looking about
her, white a ashes, and with blazing
eyes. " Is there any ono here capable
of believing such a frightful thin? as
this woman's wordsP" sheexclaimcd.
"Miss Montrose!" cried Mrs. Pierson
"Miss Montrose, don't you be a mite
troubled. There's nobody believes her.
We'd trust her, all of us, with untold
gold"
"I don't know," said Maria Meyer
then, slowly and very white herself.
"But I feel it my duty to say that pass
ing Miss Montrose's door the other
morning, I saw what looked very much
like a long strip of lace fluttering at her
window."
"Maria Meyer!" cried Lucia. "I
would far sooner believe you told a false
hood "
"Thank you," said Miss Meyer, with
a scarlet face. "But your belief will
not end the matter." And just then
every one's glance followed in the
direction of her own, and they saw tho
tall figure of a dark young man in tiie
doorway. " What is all thisP" cried a
cheery voice. And at that Adelo turned
too. "Oh, Philip i Philip!" she
shrieked, holding out her arms. " Save
me, save me, save" me Irom this drend
ful woman!" In another moment the
dark young man's arms were about
Adele, and he was possessing himself of
the state of the case.
" And so, because Miss Montrose ad
mired your lace, you dare to make such
an accusation !" he exclaimed, turning
on Miss Mahoney, and his face almost
gray with wrath.
" I make no unsupported accusation,"
said Miss Mahoney. Miss Meyer has
seen the lace in Miss Montrose's room "
;Oh, you don't believe it, Philip!"
cried Adele, in an agonized tone.
" Believe it ! Not if all the"
Just at that time so furious a barking
rose without from Laddie, that Mrs.
Piersoni who at any other time would
not have minded it, now, with all her
nerves fluttering, ran to see what was
the matter, and in another moment her
cry and call rang out so wild and loud
that, by natural instinct half the people
in the room had followed her to see
Laddie, who had treed the cat in the
branches of the old dead oak under
Adele's window, himself powerless in
the grasp of Jack, who had descended
from his frequent perch in those
branches, and planting himself firmly
on Laddie's shoulders, had proceeded to
tear out his hair by beakfuls. At the
approach of Laddie's re-enforcement,
though, in the shape of Mrs. Pierson,
Jack extricated his claws, screaming
and fluttering back; and following his
flight with their eyes, they all saw what
Mrs. Pierson had seen the end of some
thing delicately white and fibrous peep
ing from the moss and lichens in the
crotch of tho hollow tree.
Philip, who had not followed, but
had remained, hushing Adele's sobs,
heard the voices that called him; and
in less time than it takes to tell, he was
in the crotch of that trea. ' Whoso
magpie is thisP" he cried, as well as lie
could be heard for Jack's scoldinu-. fit.
ting astride the branch, and beginning
vj uuu out a long siring, nrmiy quilted
and felted in the hollow with hair and
matted moss. " Here is his nest, which
he has hidden away; and here" (he
knew very well what it was)" is this
string oi any consequence.-"'
"It is the lace! it is the lace!" tried
Lucia.
"The lace!" echoed Jane. "And
that is Adele's room iust over the hol
low. He got out with it from Miss
Mahoney's room, and the wind fluttered
this end into Adele's window while he
was stowing it away; and that is what
Maria Meyer saw, if she saw anthing."
"Oh, my lace! my lace! It is ruined!
it is almost ruined!" cried Misj Ma
honey; and then she remembered
Adele. "I am so sorry. Miss Mon
trose!" she said "so sorry! Indeed I
am! How can you overlook it?"
I never can,1' sobbed Adele, trem-
Diings in in every noer.
" You mav iust Dack vtmr trnnlra.
Miss Mahoney, for the afternoon st ige,"
said Mrs. Pierson. " I can't have "
" And here's a comb." .interruDted
Philip, still bringing out one thing after
anotner - yours, Dy its air ana bring
ing up, Mrs. Pierson. And a thimble,
ana a oow ot ribbon, and a curl of yel
low hair, and a stuffed humminir-hird.
and and what is this, Adele P" and he
held up a gold chain and onyx locket.
"Oh. it is mine!" exclaimed Adele
" It is the one you gave me on my birth
day. I couldn't imagine what had be
come of it."
" And you didn't make any outcry."
" Oh. I thought I thought I mean.
I thought she never camo honestlv bv
so many things, and I was sure she had
taken it to add to the others, and it
didn't seem worth while to make anv
fuss. So after that I just locked my
drawers."
" SheP" cried Miss Mahonev. now re
covering her lost breath. "SheP MsP
a Mahoney P Is it 1, you little"
"Oh, yes!" replied Adele. " And I
am bo-ashamed! And you never can
forgive me." .
"I never can." Baid Miss Mahonev.
But directly afterward she broke into a
hearty laugh. " Mv dear Miss Adele."
said she, "I can, and I do; and you
must, and you shall. As for that bad
Jack, he deserves to have his neck
wrung; and I'd do it indeed, then, I
would if I didn't need him to keep
i.auuic m Bui(TOuon. now x Deg your
pardon heartily, and everybody's, and I
know you're going to grant it. The
poor Devonshire point! that will take
me weeks to restore, and I suppose it
would have uncomfortable associations,
too. But I've lots of old Irish lace iust
as delicate as that, and it will look just
as well a3 the finish to a bridal toilette.
And you musn't feel hard. You see.
we're quits ; you thought as much of
me. I'm a well-meaning old thing;
and, perhaps Mrs. Pierson will let me
stay, after all." Harper1! Bazar.
An ei eht-year-old girl of Kochelle.
111., who has been making a savings
bank of her interior, recently had a
stomach upheaval which caused her to
disgorge ti in silver ten-cent nieces.
two glass beads and a glove-button,
The " Arizona Diamonds."
A writer in the San Francisco Call re
vives the recollection of the famous and
fabulous story of the Arizona diamond
fields, and gives its origin in this wise:
Several years ago the always large
floating Boheminn' population of San
Francisco included Thomas Seymour,
who will be remembered by many of the
profession, and who was a kind of para
graphic tramp, having successfully done
"local itemizing" on every paper of
every town west of the llocky mountains.
Seymour's knowledge of the topography
of this slope was a most detailed one,
and had been painfully acquired by al
ways going afoot, but always of necessity
and never of choice, from the place
where his usefulness hnd just been ex
hausted to where he hoped to have it re
newed. In San Francisco Seymour made
his usually precarious living by writing
specials for the Sunday edition of such
papers as would buy them. By virtue
of the common guild of vagabondage
Seymour had made the acquaintance in
this city of one who was, when his
energies set in any direction whatever,
a mining pro3pe:tor. "How do you
newspaper fellows liveP" onco asked
the prospector curiously of Seymour.
"Come with me and I will show you,"
said Seymour, and he led the other to
his meagerly furnished room. "Now,
see. Here's a good two columns. I'll
probably get $12 for this. Listen," and
Seymour subjected his friend to the fear
ful punishment of listening to an author
reading his own manuscript. "Were
you ever there, at that p.ace described P"
asked the miner, who had listened with
out an interruption to the lull reading;
"Well. I was never exactly there,
but I've been near where that place is
supposed to be, and it's a tough coun
try." " What put it into your head to- spin
such a yarn as thatP There's no truth
in it."
"Anything is true that you can't
prove to be false. How can one prove
that it ain't true P"
The miner dropped his head in his
hands, thought long and intently with
out moving, notwithstanding Seymour's
growing impatience to get back to the
beer cellar from which they had Issued.
Finally, the prospector asked abruptly:
" What's the most a paper'll give for
that roorback?"
"Oh, $12 or $18 at the outside."
"Does anybody else know about that
yarn P"
" Not a person."
" Say, Seymour," said the miner, after
another pause. "I know something
about that country, too. There ain't
no stones there, that's a fact; but that
whopper you have there is a pearl itself,
if you only knew it. I'll give you $25
for it, and if you keep your mouth mum
on it I will make that story pay you
better than all the yarns you ever spun
in your life." Seymour gladly made
the sale, and soon lost sight of his friend,
and in succeeding literary inventions
that which he had sold, not for publi
cation, had long been forgotten, when,
individually, he was astounded at the
announcement of the discovery of the
great Arizona diamond fields, in almost
the identical spot where he hnd lo
cated in a newspaper fiction a field of
precious stones. That announcement
was one that startled the whole civil
ized world. Seymour followed tho successively-announced
facts with the in
tense interest of one who believed that
his own genius had been prophetic.
Then came the even more startling ex
position of the even more wonderfulfact
that the diamond field was tho crudest,
most barefaced and most cuormous
"plant" that had ever been made
in Pacific coast mining. The pros
pector, whom Seymour never saw
again, was not one to forget his prom
ises, for Seymour received an unsigned
letter, presumably from him, and in
closing a certified check for $1,800, and
which reads as follows: "Do you
think I have improved on your story P
I think so. It has made a great di al
more than two columns, and as it was
very interest'ng, I inclose what I hope
you will think fair pay for it. When
you invent another equally good dia
mond field or a gold mine, or anything
of that sort, please hunt me up, as 1
will give tho story point, and Jfc will be
lor the interest of both of usv Sey
mour was so startled that it wa lor.g
after tho diamond p:ant had lost its in
terest that it was generally known that
it was founded on the invention of a
Bohemian and that it was only acci
dental that its interest was not the
ephemeral one of the publication of a
surprising story in a newspaper.
Bobluson Crusoe's Land.
Boys and girls, as wejl as "children of
a larger growth " will bo interested in
the tidings that Robinson Crusoe's isl
and has recently been rented of the
Chilian government by one Heir Von
Rodt, the son of a Protestant pastor at
Berne. Von Rodt's career has been a
somewhat adventurous ono, and he
would appear in every respect a worthy
successor of Juan Ferr andez. the origi
nal castaway rechristent-d by Defoe in
l i 1 i ; t l T . .
ma iluluui mi iiruuii. in Ills iwcniy
first year Von Rodt entered tho Aus
trian service as a lieutenant of cuiras
siers fought gallantly in the lHfifl oam-
ftaign, was so severely wounded at Nac
lod that he was compelled to quit the
army, and settled down on a small pen
sion in Paris after the peace of Nikol-
bourg. w hen the ranco-Prussian war
broke out he volunteered into a French
line regiment and distinguished himself
by tonspicuous valor during tho fierce
fight at Champigny. In lb71 he emi
grated to Chili; where lie engigod in
business so successfully t hat he was en
abled a short time ago to purchase a
steamer and carry over a small colony
of agriculturists and stockmen to li is
island, ot which he had obtained a long
lease from the republic. Thero lie
raises cattle and vegetables wherewith
to supply the whaling ships with fresh
provisions, and governs his subjects in
a truly Crusonian manner, setving out
their rations in persons, and exercising
a patriarchal control over their morals
and manners.
The Old-Time Farm.
Where Kinnt bills a sheltered vale enfold,
An old-tiir.e farm lies nestling out oi Bihs,
Tho red-tiled homestead piep'ng towanl
the I g'it
Amid a Rtove of oaks, hnge-boughed and old j
And lichens, through quaint tenderness grown
bold,
Kun riot o'er the place In silent might,
And crimson sunset flashes now to-nii;ht
Flash all thoir grays nnd yellows into gold.
Hero changes come not, nor a stranger's face;
The winds indeed seem linked unto the place,
And brings no news of what tho world's
about;
And as I pass along in strange surprise
The very horses in the stalls look out
And gnze at me with Oi lmly wondering eyes.
ITGK9 OF riTEKEST.
A cat's mouth is like a free show, open
to waul. Boston Post.
New York is gaining on Paris in the
manufacture of fine confectionery.
All the laborers engaged on the St.
Gothard tunnel received a commemora
tive medal on it3 completion.
A farmer, when flagellating two of
his unruly boys, was asked what ho
was doing. "Thrashing wild oats,"
was the reply.
Fishes go in schools. And it is as
serted, by persons with piscatorial ten
dencies, that some play " hooky."
Yonkers Statesman.
The poetical language of the Orient
differs vastly from tho plain, common -sense
brusiueness.of our own land. For
instance, when the Persian meets a
friend he says : " Thy visits are as rare
as fine days." But when an American
woman sees a caller coming up the front
walk she remarks: "There! if ihere ain't
that everlasting Smith woman again!"
It is a big difference in form, at least.
Rockland Courier.
A South American Curiosity.!
A note was received at the New York
Worl I office recently, reading : "Come
and see a remarkable curiosity at the
Aquarium." The reporter who an
swered this call walked along through
straw nnd wa9 just about to put his feet
down into what appeared to be a bundle
of old hay when the proprietor ob
served: "That's the curiosity don't
step on it." The hay began t move
with much deliberation, nnd there was
slowly elevated a ong, wide fan, which
went to the rear to serve as a tail.
"That animal," said its proprietor,
Charles Reiche, " is an ant-bear." Tho
bear roso on its legs, showing a
wonderfully elongated and narrow
head. It is thickly covered with long
coarse hair, which on the tail is
half-way between the filaments of a
heavy plume and the sticks of a
fan. Tho tail is used by the bear with
commendable ingenuity as a blanket,
being for that purpose brought around a
half-circjp and spread just sufficiently
to entirely cover the body. Besides
serving as a cover for warmth it hides
the animal. Hunters not accustomed
to the forests of Brazil which the ant
bear inhabits step on it without know
ing that it is a curiosity. The color is
brown washed with gray on the head
and face, and interspersed with pure
white hairs on the head aid hinder
limbs. The throat ia very black, and a
long, triangular, black mark crosses the
animal from the throat, passing ob
liquely over tho shoulder?. Measur
ing from tho tip ot the snout to tho
end of the tail, the b?nr is just a triflo
more than six feet in length. Tho head
alone is one and one-haif and the tail
t wo feet long. The bear has four toes
on the fore-f et and five on tho hinder
feet. The claws on the foro-feet are ex
tremely long and curved and of no use
in walking. They are used as a means
of defense against stronger animals. If
they once are implanted in tho flesh of a
human being, the wound is apt to prove
fatal. They ate apt also not tocomo
out, so that the dying mas can kill tho
bear if he desires to. Tho bear has
found that the Eafest way is to wind its
snake-like head around the body of its
toe Its hug is particularly powerful.
The bear turned its claws inward upon
a thick, rougli palm, and walked on the
outer edge of the fore-feet in a
lazy, awkward manner to a box two
feet away. The only indication of
intelligence it displayed was in scrap
ing away the straw for a bed. It can
not walk long. The bear came from
Para by the schooner Thomas Williams,
its owner. Mr. Reiche, has had a stand
ing offer for the last ten years to all tho
captains sailing from New York to
Brazil to pay a good sum tor a live ant
bear, and this animal is the only ono
ever brought to tho United States.
Captain Edwards sedured it while it
was sleeping, whicli it is very capable
at. Mr. Reiche is negotiating to sell it
to the German Zoological garden com
pany in Berlin for $2,500. He says that
no zoological garden in thp world pos
sesses a live ant-bear. The London
garden could keep one for only a week.
It died in tho garden.
Mr. Reiche feeds the bear with ex
tremely finely-scraped beef mixed with
eggs and sugar. Every schoolboy, par
ticularly if he has read MayneReid with
proper diligence, remembers tho picture
of tao ant-bear sweeping up a thousand
live ants with a tongue nearly two feet
long. -This toaguo, which is covered
withsuliva, is a most effective ant trap.
Mr. Reieho fed the bear while tho
World man was present. At first it did
not take kindly to the change of diet,
and a basin ol ant eggs soaked in luke
warm water was brought. The bear
ate half of tho meat by lapping up the
eggs much the same as dogs eat. Turn
ing to the dish of scraped meat it placed
tbetipof its long tongue on the plate
and returned it to its mouth without
partaking ol the food. Tho bear then
stood upon her feet, and leaning its head
down vertically spread its tongue over
the straw and made a shrill noise like a
tin whistle and hobbled back to its bed.