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TIONESTA, PA., WEDNESDAY, OCTOBER 4. 1882. $1.50 PER ANNUM. rr ' I . n n m r T t h - V Early Autumn. Of reasons IIiib f lie perfect type The earth, the teeming earth is ripe ! From regal heights of mountain glnde To inmost depth funny shade, The pullulating echoes fly AVilh rnpt repfwiliiifts of this cry, ' Yob, ripe, Jn full fruition, stand Thfi wtirerous plains, the meadow lund j This, yellow with lis latter grain j That, shadowed by the russet trnia Of fair Foinnnn'e frngrnnt rotie, Whose rustling steps full harvests bodo. Outlined in blue end palest gold, The distant 1 'Ms soft mints unfold j A ireutle wind just break the grass, To let ii luspers reach n mass Of aureous nnd purple bloom N i l'rorieiident o'er a lowly tomb. - inline lew crndie try to King . ; Their summer note ; the crickets ring Their tiny cjrrbnln far mid wide ) While nudy moth-flies Count in prido, Where Ix niely spiders weaving glide, And field mice covertly abide. 'J he river flows with broader swirls ; A brooklet uliuts ud bli;h'y purla Amidst ii dikes of stones and moss j And, here nnd there, leaves crinkled toss Forerunners of the latter fall ' W hich mupt proceed gray winter's pall. Yet still the dreary season far In future lies, Bud cannot msr The peaceful scene of hearty life. Whereof all nature seems so rifo. It leaps, this life, on maiden cheeks, (Which Ueeper.bluphjajid its course leaps . Through every niUFclo of the youth, Whore ready hand strips from their booth The juicy clusters of the grape. ' Which coiling tendrils closely draiie. It Irt-als, it throbs, ah yew, is told, In joyons flow, to staid and old, Ixi tiK-acures full, yes, bounteously, In f . 'ih it seemeth food to be I If but to ftel the wholesome flood Of quickened thought and freshened blood Vhich issues from the brain and heart, And to each wih would sest impart, Yielding the soul a cheering faith That love and joy are not a wraith? William Struthers. XIrs. T7Wtaker's Eeaf Ear. Mrs. AVhitaker was deaf in cue ear. . It was her right eat, and it was stone deaf. Mrs. Whitaker had acquired a habit of sleeping upon her left side, with her deaf ear up, and this had often been a source of annoyance to her husband, w ho was nervous and irritable, while she was a woman whose calmness and Herenity of disposition were remark able. Sleeping with her deaf ear up Mrs. Whitaker at night was rarely disturbed by noises which 'obbed her husband of his rest. The hum of the mosquitos which maddened him was not heard by her. A passing thunder-storm which roused him In a summer night and sent Mm flying about to close the windows would leave her in perfect unconscious ness of its existence. The noises in the streets and the rattling- of the window-Hashes upon windy nights fre quently filled Mr. Whitaker with vex ation as they deprived him of sleep ; but his wife slumbered sweetly on and heard them not. Indeed, it rarely hap pened tl.at she heard the crying of the liiuly until Mr. Whitaker, indignant at its refusal to go to sleep, would rouse her by shaking her, and would ask her to try to Bx)the the little one. Mr. Whitaker had often remon strated with his wife about this habit of sleeping with her deaf ear up, and she had often replied good-humoredly with a promise to try to remember to break herself of it, but somehow or other it continued to cling to her. One night in winter time Mr. Whit aker sat tip in Ids library till a late hour reading a book in which he "was very much interested. His wife retired early. Mr. Whitaker finally closed Ms book, and after locking the front door went down in the cellar, in accord ance with his custom, to see if the fur nace fire had been lixed properly for the night. While he v as poking it a gu.st of wind came through the screen upon one of the cellar windows and slammed the door leading into the back hallway above, through which he had come. For a moment Mr. Wnitaker did not think of the matter particu larly, but suddenly he remembered that ho had put a spring lock on the other side of that door, and the thought struck him that the catch might pos sibly be down, lie ascended the stairs and tried the door. The catch was down; and lie had no key. He was locked in the cellar, for the key of the out-cellar door lie knew was in the kitchen. He could hardly think what he had Letter do about the matter, but finally he concluded to try to make his wife hear him and come to his rescue. He seized the long and heavy furnace poker, and inserting the crook of it above the bell-wire that ran along the joist .of the cellar ceiling he pulled. The bell jangled loudly, but it was in the kitchen, and Mrs. Whitaker was in the front room in the second story. Would she hear it? He pulled the wire again, t wice, then ho sat down on the steps and waited. There was no re sponse. It then flashed upon the mind of the imprisoned man that Mrs. Whif aker was probably sleeping with the iiieaf ear up. This increased his grow ing i;-ritation, and he pulled the bell-wire with the poker fifteen or twenty times. "I could hear that a mile from here if I were deaf as a post I" he exclaimed as ho threw the poker on the floor and took Ids seat again, with the bell still vibrating. But Mrs. Whitaker did not hear the noise, for no sound o her coming readied the ears of her Impatient and indignant husband. lie grew angrier every moment. He felt a sense of injustice. It seemed un kind, inhuman for his wife to be sleep ing away calmly upstairs, while he was locked up in the dismal recesses of the cellar. " I'll make her hear me or I'll break something," he exclaimed, seizing the poker and hooking it upon the bell wire. Then he pulled the wire with such furious energy that he broke it, and the jangling of the bell died away into silence, " It Is little short of scandalous," said' Mr. -Whitaker, in a rage. "I have spoken so often to Ellen about sleeping with her deaf ear up that it looks like malice deliberate, fiendish malice when she persists in doing it." What should he do next ? He could not stay in the cellar all night and he did not like to batter down the door with the poker. A happy thought! He went to the furnace, and, with the help of the hatchet from the kindling wood pile, he cut the tin flue which conveyed the heat up to Mrs. Whit aker's room. Certainly he could com pel her to hear him now. He put his mouth to the broken flue and called, "El-len, El-len!" Then he stopped and listened. He thought he could hear Ellen breathing softly in her sleep, but ho was not certain. He called again and more loudly, and then put his lingers in his mouth and whistled. "Probably I can wake the baby anyhow, and the baby will wake her," he said. Hut no response came own the flue. The baby seemed to be sleeping with almost . supernatural soundness, and, manifestly, Mrs. Whit aker had her deaf ear up. Mr. Whitaker was almost beside himself with rage. "A woman," he said, "who would treat her husband in ueh a manner as this is capable of inything. Either Ellen will stop sleep ing with her deaf ear up or we will separate." A third time he applied his lips to the tin pipe and bawled into it until he was hoarse. , He thought he heard his spouse walking across the floor, but when he called again there was no response, and he knew that he was mistaken. The soul of Mr. Whitaker was filled with gloom. In Ms anger he indulged in sardonic humor. "I suppose she rather relishes having me down in the cellar here all night ; it is a good joke! Hut let her take care! She may laugh upon the other side of her mouth lie fore we are clone with this business 1" And he laughed a wild and bitter laugh. Poor Mrs. Whitaker, sleeping sweet ly upstairs in perfect unconsciousness, would have bten deeply pained to learn how gravely her husband wronged her. " I must get out of here somehow or other," said Mr. Whitaker. "The win dow is small, but I can crawl through it I reckon, if I try." He unhooked the frame containing the wire screen which protected the window and pushed it outward. Then procuring a wash-tub and climbing from it to the window-sill he thrust his head out and dragged his body through. When he reached the front pavement his face was covered with cobwebs and his clothes with coal dust; but he exulted in the thought that he was a free man. , He took his dead-latch key from his pocket and was about to try to open the front door when ho remembered that he had locked the door and put up the chain bolt. There was no use trying to ring the bell. The wire was broken, and Mrs. Whitaker wouldn't hear the bell if the wire hadn't been broken. There was but one last hope of making her hear, and that was by throwing gravel stones against the window. Mr. Whitaker tried the experiment. The first hand ful produced no effect. The sleeper did not hear i. Neither did she hear the second handful, nor the third, nor the tenth, which was dashed against the glass with such violence that Mr. Whitaker expected to see it shivered to fragments. Mr. Whitaker was at his wit's end. There was a faint light burning in the room, and as he looked up at it and thought of Ms wife slumbering quietly on while he was in such great trouble, his wratli grew so fierce that he felt capable of doing something really ter rible. Hut what should he do V The poor lady was as much beyond his reach, for the time, as if she had been in CMna. He thought for a moment of trying to borrow a ladder; but where could he get a ladder in the middle of the night ? No; as his sense of personal injury deepened he more and more firmly resolved that he would punish Ellen somehow or other for her indifference. As he could not obtain admission to his own house, why should he not fly? Why should he not go off somewhere and give his wife some thing to worry over in repayment for all tiio wrong 6he had inflicted upon him by persisting, against his earnest and repeated remonstrance, in sleeping with her deaf tar up. Mr. Whitaker turned passionately away from the house and walked rapidly down the street. He had no particular destination in his mind, but he hurried along with a vague notion that he might perhaps go to a hotel when he felt calmer. In a few mo ments he came to the railroad depot, not far from his dwelling. It was brilliantly lighted, and, as he looked at it, he remembered that a train started for New York at midnight. He walked Into the waiting-room. The minute hand on the huge marble clock indicated three or four minutes of twelve. Mjr. Whitaker rushed up to the ticket office and bought a ticket for New York. Then he hurried into the car and took a seat. He had upon his head his velvet smoking-cap, so that his appearance did not excite re mark. Presently the train started, and Mr.AVMtaker actually felt a kind of malicious Joy as he thought he would soon be far away from his wife. . , It was' a slow 'train," and he had plenty of time to think, and as he thou glit his passion began to cooL and the conviction began to press in upon him that he had been behaving very foolishly. How absurd It was to blame poor Ellen because he had locked him self in the cellar! He pictured her lying by the side of the baby, calm in the belief that he was still sittirig in the library. This recalled to his mind her deaf ear and her fondness for sleep ing with It up. Then he had a revul sion of feeling nnd he began to grow angry again. Hut this was a mere flash. Steadily he advanced toward a more reasonable view of the situation, and- as he did so he concluded that it would be a great act of folly to go all the way to New. York. He asked the conductor the name of the next sta tion. It was Hristol. He made up his mind to get out there and go home early in the morning. He really felt badly to think how much alarmed and distressed his wife would be when she discovered his absence. When he Btepped from the train at Bristol rain was1 falling quite rapidly, and one feeble light in front of the station shone through the deep dark ness. Mr. Whitaker inquired of the man upon the platform the way to a hotel, and then he started to go to it. In descending the wet and slippery steps of the platform he lost his foot ing and fell. He was very much hurt and found that he could not rise. He called for help, and when the railroad man the only man who was any where aboutcame to him, he discov ered that further assistance would be required, for Mr. Whitaker's leg was broken. The man soon brought three other men, and placing the hurt man upon a board they carried him to the hotel and sent for a doctor. If Mr. W'hitaker, sitting in tho car, had thought himself a very foolish man, what did Mr. AVhitaker, lying far away from home in a wretched hotel, with his leg broken, tMnk of himself? Mr. Whitaker thought that if there was a colossal idiot on this earth he was that personage. Early in the morning he sent a tele gram to his wife, urging her to come to Mm at once, and right speedily came a reply from her, saying that she would take the train which ordinarily reached Bristol at 9 o'clock. From the windows of his bedroom in the hotel the invalid could see the station and the railroad, and as he watched them, while he longed for the train to come, he tried to arrange in his mind, for his wife, an explanation of his conduct which would present it in its best possible light. Senseless anger is one of. the' things that defies justification, and a man's very sense that his wife's love makes her capacity for forgiveness almost il limitable, only tends to deepen his shame when he i3 conscious of having wronged her. Mr. AVhitaker resolved, after think ing the matter over, that the best thing to do would be frankly to confess M fault and to throw himself upon his wife's mercy. He heard the whistle which an nounced the approach of the 9 o'clock train. The train came in view and drew up to tho. station. Mr. "Whit aker looked eagerly at the persons who got out of the cars, but Ellen was not among them. She had not come. He fell back again upon the bed with a sigh and began again to grow angry with her. But the poor woman was on that train. Alarmed by the discovery when she rose in the morning that Mr. AVhitaker was not in the house, her alarm was increased when she received the telegram sent by him. AVhat could be the explanation of the mys tery of his disappearance? She was so agitated that she could hardly pre pare for the journey. But she readied the depot and got into the car and began to move. toward Bristol. Some what weary from too great nervous ex citement, she placed her muff against the frame of the car window and rested her head upon it, while her veil covered her closed eyes. Unhappily she had arranged herself with her deaf ear up, and so she did not hear the conductor wherr he shouted "Bristol!" and she was so deeply absorbed in thinking of Mr. AVhitaker that she did not notice that the train Lad stopped. AVhen he found that his wife had not come Mr. AVhitaker made up his mind to go home at all hazards. A steamboat stopped at the wharf at half-past 9 on its way 1 the city; and borne upon a litter he had himself carried on board. In an hour ho was at the city wharf, whence a wagon carried him to his house. He was shocked and disappointed to ascertain from the servant that Mrs. . AVhitaker had gone to see him on the train in which she said she would go. He could not comprehend why she had missed him, and all clay long he lay in bed worrying about her and wondering why she did not come.-' Mrs. AVhitaker got back to Hristol about noon, and ascertained by inquiry that her husband had returned, with a broken leg, to the cily. . There was no train that she could take until 4 o'clock, and she spent the interval in inquiring about the accident to Mr. AVhitaker and trying vainly to ascertain the reason of Ms extraordinary conduct. A,bout half-past 5 o'clock he heard her voice in the lower entry. He lis tened eagerly to her quick footsteps upon the stairs. Then she flung the door open. Mrs. AVhitaker did not speak as she entered the room. She uttered a little cry, flew to the bed side and put her arms about her hus band's neck and kissed him. Mr. AVhitaker felt that if he should have exact justice dealt to him he would be sent to the scaffold. AVhen she had nearly smothered him with kisses she sat down beside him, and taking hold of his hand said: "And now, dearest, tell me what causes all this strange trouble ?" " AVhy, you know, Ellen," said Mr. AA'hitaker, "it was your deaf ear!" " How do you mean ?" " You slept with it up." And then Mr. AVhitaker related the whole story, and as he did so his wife began to cry. . " I am so sorry," she said. " I will promise you never to sleep with my deaf ear up again; never, never, never!" "Ellen," responded Mr. AVhitaker, " you will do jne a favor if you will always sleep with it up and stuff cot ton in your other ear beside! ' I have behaved like a wretch." Then the doctor, who had been vainly pulling at the broken bell-wire, knocked upon the front door and came in to examine Mr. AVhitaker's frac tured leg. Our Continent. Garibaldi's Character. The battle of the Volturno, the flight of the king and the siege 'of Capua followed in rapid succession. During the whole of that stirring time I was at Naples. I saw the dictator of the Two Sicilies at the summit of his power and popularity, and I saw how he used both. It was commonly said that for a fortnight after he en tered Naples no crimes were committed. I stayed long enough to see the place become a sink of iniquity once more. After the battle of the Volturno there was little to do except to get into mis chief, and plenty of mischief there was duels, assassinations, gambling and worse. But what a spell seemed to fall upon the city whenever Garibaldi w as in it ! The nights were as a rule noisy and . uproarious. One Mght he sent out word that he could not sleep, and you might have heard a pin drop on the pavement all through that night. The women brought him their chil dren to bless, he stroked their heads he rebuked their superstition but he could never say an unkind word to them. His care for the wounded was unwearied. He went daily through the military hospitals at Caserta. Tho doctors said his visits did more for the men than all the physic. They declared his touch and very look were full of healing; the dying heads were lifted to see him pass, and wounded men leaped from their couches to seize his hand. He was just the same on the battle field he always went over it himself to be sure that all the living had been taken up and all the wounded cared for. This is how he won the great and simple love of Ms soldiers. His own soul was great and simple. I remember Ms life at Naples the talk of the tewn. He would live In no palace lie would not even be called your excellency, although supreme ruler of both Sicilies. He was lodged up in a little attic at the top of the Toledo. Ho said he liked to be high up to breathe the air. At Palermo the costliest wines and vimids were prepared for him he lived on beiins, potatoes and the com mon wine of the country; he spent en an average eight francs a day, and never had anything in his pocket; any one who asked him for money got it. He had a simple method. He borrowed of whoever happened to be near him, and gave it away. Tho people whom he borrowed from generally got paid; but he never spent anything upon, or asked anything for, himself. One week he was the irresponsible controller of millions, and the next weevk hset sail for Caprera with half a sack of pota toes his only wealth ! lite. li. It JIaweis, in Good Words. The first step toward making a man of your son, is to train him to earn what he spends; the next best step is to teach him how to save his earnings. The Beautiful Ruins of Tanls. M. Edourd Naville has lately re turned from a short tour of explora tion in the Eastern Delta, where he visited the ruins of Tanis. The ruins lie high above the marshy plain, upon a kind of plateau sur rounded by an amphitheatre of low hills.. These hills are the rubbish mounds of the old crude brick city, Burrounding the great wall witbin which lay the temples and palaces of Tanis. M. Favillo found himself stand ing in the midst of a vast waste strewn and piled with columns, architraves, obelisks, statues and enormous blocks of hewn stone, all shattered, over turned, and showing marks of willful destruction. Traces of the tools with which the ruin was done are visible on almost every stone. In one superb colossus, which has resisted the hand of the destroyer, M. Naviile found wedged holes into which wood blocks had been inserted for the purpose of splitting the frranite. He inclines to think that this was the result of war and not of Iconoclasm. The temple was probably occupied as a fortress in Roman times or during the middle ages, and both besieged and besiegers may have used its materials for offensive and defen sive purposes. The principal temple was built en tirely of red granite brought from the quarries of Assouan, on the Nubian frontier. The difficulty of transport ing these enormous blocks is quite in calculable. Fourteen obelisks, described by M. Naville as the largest in Egypt, strew the mounds with their gigantic fragments. All these and nearly all tho statues and sphynxes, which ap pear to have lined the avenues to the principal temple, were erected by Itameses II. Not only do their in scriptions celebrate the glory of this great Pharaoh, but even the bases of these overturned monuments which rested on the ground, and were intend ed never to be seen by human eyes, were engraved with Ms well-known cartouches. Many of the colossi still retain their traces of color. M. Naville is of opinion that there is a great work to be done at Tanis in the way of excavation. The little, comparatively speaking, which has yet been accomplished there Was by Ma riette Pasha; but his discoveries were limited by want of time, health and funds, and much that he uncovered is again buried. " In severe grandeur and solemnity these ruins," says M. Naville, "sur pass even those of Karnak. Herodo tus, who had never . seen Tanis, ex patiated at much length on the beauty of Bubastis. To judge by what is left of the one end of the other, Tanis must have- greatly surprised its rival. Supposing that some part at least was left standing that all was not, as it now is, overthrown and shattered I have no hesitation in saying that Tanis would have been the most beautiful ruin in Egypt." Though exempt, by reason of its in accessibility, from the depredations of tourists, Tanis is suffering from the fatal effects of an atmosphere laden with saline exberations. M. Naville reports that the surface of these granite monnments are rapidly decay ing. London nAtheeum. The Rising of the Nile. Measuring from the cataracts of Sayene, where the Nile enters Upper Egypt from Nubia, to the most north erly points of the Delta, or Lower Egypt, there are about six hundred miles of country, the settled popula tion of which is peculiarly dependent upon the great river for very exist ence, and every year swayed by hopes or fears ashe waters of the stream are sufficient or scarce or too abundant. The welfare of the Egyptians is, in truth, intimately bound up with the annual recurrence of a natural phe nomenon known as the " Rising of the Nile." The river, issuing from a val ley a few miles nortli of Cairo, enters the low, wide plain, which, from its resemblance to the fourth letter of the Greek alphabet, received from that people the name of the Delta. The stream divides itself into two branches, that of Rosetta, or old Canopic, and that of Damiat, or Phatnitic. The river at Rosetta is about 1,800 feet wide, and at Damiat nearly 800 feet. The rise of the Nile, occasioned by the periodical rains of Central Africa, begins in June, about the summer solstice, and con tinues to increase until September overflowing the lowlands along its course. The Delta thea looks like an immense marsh, interspersed with nu merous islands, with villages, towns and trees just above the water. Should the Nile rise a few feet above its cus tomary elevation, the inundation sweeps away the mud-built cottages of the fellaheen, drowns the cattle, and involves the whole population in ruin. Again, should it fail short of the or dinary height, bad crops and dearth are the consequences. The inunda tions having remained stationary for a few days, begin to subsidef and about the end of November most of the Adds are left dry. and eovered with a fresh layer of rich brown slime; this is the time that the lands are put under cul tivation. During the w inter in Eng land, which is the spring in Egypt, the Delta, as well as the valley of the Nile, looks like a delightful garden smiling with verdure and blossom. nUKOlt OF THE HAT. The original Land lengue Three miles. Does the night mail go by the bed post? Song of the tramp Gobble, gobble, gobble! A piece of steel is a good deal like a man; when you get it red-hot it loses its temper. ' If it wasn't for the belles a good many people would miss being church members. ." Life Is a riddle," says a Western exchange. Yes; lots of people give it up every day. " Misery may like company," says a colored philosopher; "but I'd rader hab de rhumatiz in one leg den ter hab it in bofe." It is curious that the pig must bo killed before he can be cured. A yacht can stand on a tack without saying, naughty words. " Don't put in no muskeeter nettin for me," said Aunt Hannah. " I don't want to breathe no strained air." Boston Transcript. . "Amateur Gardener" wants to know the easiest way to make a hothouse. Leave a box of parlor matches where the baby can play with them. Bashful lovers must have a streak of spiritualism in their composition, as they always turn down the light when there are to be any manif estations. The sting of a bee is only one-thirty-second of an inch long,. It is your imagination that makes it seem as long as a hoe handle. Free Press. " Don't you think it is about time that I exhibited something ?" asked an ambitious artist of a critic. " Yes; a little talent, for instance," was the ready retort. A Philadelphia mule has killed a mad dog, but it is still a matter of doubt w nether a mule of a mad dog is the safest thing to have around.- Lowell Citizen. You can buy a real Mexican manila hammock for $1.75. And then you can fall out of it and drive your back bone up clear through your chin for nothing. New Haven Register. " Does your wife tak6 much ex-. ercise?" asked Fenderson of Fogg, whose family is at the seaside. " Ex ercise !" . exclaimed Fogg ; " I should say so. She changes her dress six times every day." Boston Transcript. Yes, I went to church one day " With some money by the way, I'd been saving from nay pay For some socks; But she sat across the aisle, And she sunned me with a smile! So I placed my little pile In the box. Hawkeye. Governor Tabor and the Parrot. M. B. Curtis and his wife have a pet parrot which is their constant traveling companion, and which speaks the king's English with amazing fluency. . The loquacious bird caused quite a panic at the AVindsor hotel last night. The Curtis family occupy rooms directly adjoining Governor Ta bor's apartments at the hotel, and last evening, as the governor was entering his apartments, he heard what he thought was a female voice, saying, " Hello, baby." The governor was a trifle startled. He is a very gallant man, but he could not for the life of Mm Imagine what he had ever done to warrant any female in addressing Mm so familiarly. The sidutation ap peared to be intended for him, and came from the transom over the door of the room directly across the hall. The governor was non plussed. " Hullo! baby, pretty baby," said the voice again, and the gov ernor blushed as he stroked his fierce moustache, and tried to brace up and look dignified. " AVon't you come and kiss your baby?" called the voice again, in a deliciously seductive sort of a way. Now, the governor seldom takes a dare of any kind. To do him justice, he is a, brave man, and at this particular moment he felt big enough o tackle an army. He crept softly over to the door and asked: " Are you tidking to me?" "Nice baby," said the voice; but no sooner had the voice spoken than another voice from inside the room a big, burly man's voice called out: "Go away from that door and let the parrot go to sleep!" It was Mr. Curtis who spoke. Dvnetr (Col.) Tribune. Our Increase In AA ealth. Mr. Medhall, in Bradst reefs, says the wealth of the United States is t4(J,80O,OO0,0O, or f'.KK) per head; of Great Britain 4 1,100.000,000, or 11,200 per head; of France $37,200,000,000, or $1,045 per head. In 1800 the wealth of the United States was but $1,100, 000,000, or $210 per head. Such a de velopment he regards as the most re markable in history. Of tho above forty-nine billions, the wealth of the United States, there are in houses thirteen billions, farms nine, furniture five, manufactures live, publio works five, railways five, forests and mines two, cattle one billion and over. Since 18-10 population Las increased three fold and agriculture five-fold,
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