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TIONESTA, PA., WEDNESDAY, FEB.' 25, '1S85. 'V;-,
01 anon y mom
$1.50 PER ANNUM.
ftntnr,
x blast! .
pt us all,
wi ftwt.
gathered up
'. of snow,
Men shall tracs
on go.
ill, alack I
train
liiglng winds
cn rain.
Hid blazing hearths
niny scorn,
.leer will rolgn supreme
ive till morn.
II.
er, ho! Winter,
ic I'o rl
nghold against the cold,
r sinecure
,ho stinging day,
down the night
thickening window-panes
dug hearts affright
oir bnliies dose and sing
.vering lullnbys,
nd dream of steaming foasU
mger-sleop supplies
morn with shuddering sense
thened fnst and cold,
.at gaunt-eyed Want hath wrought
ca villiin the fold
fintor, ho, Winter,
four reign on thee;
luch! and ajmd warm heart!
. who aliu fo and froenj.
xria liarrtt Butler, in the Current.
j BEKGEll'S PUPIL.
IIY O. A. COPEI.AND.
jrger went to Milan ut just tbo
if. It hud .become quite the
o run down t he Italian mctliod
mental Instruction, and to extol
lod of their Northern compeers,
rger cuure.- His nnnio Bounded
rinun's, imd'ho plnvcd music like
r, and that , w is fall that was
ruisjl tf-selied: to him, and ho
wu prices. Even the city itself,
i iU governor, agreed to place
iuiils with him annually, at Its
pense, ns longns he should remain,
' Tim was triumph enough to
le head of a much older man, and
dmself was only three, and twenty
old. Ho sat in his room one night
; two weeks after his arrival, smok
Is big pipe with china bowl, and
rnttiltitcd himself. Here was sue
indeed !
Ho-wondered what his old teacher,
io llcrr Kapellmeister, would sav to his
icrcss. Ho looked around tho room,
irnished as-comfortably as most in tho
ity, and felt a grim satisfaction in know
flg that the plebeian Karl llerger was
uking his ease in tho very chamber wrere
sar Borgia had o'heo slept. Ilia Was
.nobility as high as his anciont'We
lecessor, ho said to himself, and ho
ftughed grimly,, for tho young Swede
uui but littlo respect for nobility.'and he
ften tqioke of his ancestors, the llerger
Tails and Viking, as .thieves and cut
Airoats. ' While ho sat musing lajpilyvwatching
hesuoke curling uptownfd"tho blotch
id and crumbled, wdmo'st obliterated
frescoes of the vaultel celling above, a
servant brought in a nolo-to III Maestro
Berger." The City of Milan informed
his excellency, the Muesiro, that tho last
of the three pupils had been chosen, and
tho pupil, the Contessa Lucia Viuolla,
would attend him whenever the Maestro
would be pleased to receive her. Bignor
Berger scowled and' nhrngged his
shoulders. lie had already, iu the short
time ho had been in Milan, heard several
"contcssas" play, and ho hud not been
'avornbly impressed by theirgeuius, and,
ndeed, it must be admitted that tho
adies in question had a greater desiro to
ee tho handsome foreigner than to make
iy progress in music. Ho had forgot
p that the thrce'pupils were too poor
pay for their tuition nud were there
re uiven their musical education by
cLarity of the city. However, he
Jit back an answer that he would give
e contessa her that lesson at .3 o'clock
next afteni"M, then betook up
violin, and : ,, . utessa aud Milan
J success mi. I the Kapellmeister
ised from his miud, wh'lo the music,
ared in tremulous vibrations through
e room.
Tho next day everything sveut wrong.
) had yet io b arn t lie patience neces
ry for a tciujiur, n ml the countless mis
kes of bis. pupiis, the jur.ing discords
1 the seeming stupidity rendered him
jarly furious. At i o'clock the charity
upil, Contessa Lucia, was ushered into
Is presence, followed by an old woman,
er escort. Tho contessa did not look
cry aristocratic in her dress. Every
thing she hud on was cheap. . In fact,
f xcept that her dieses was neater and
fiore tastefully arranged, it was abojt
he same as the servants, Tho maestro
us walking up utid down the room with
an ominous frown on his face. He
Wheeled around and looked at her.
"Well, Siguoia, what do you wish?"
he said, crossly.
' "I have come for my lesson, Signor,''
the replied, timidly.
j lie looked at his tablets.
"You are either too early or too
late. Tin v is a Contessa Yiucjla who
conies now. lint if she does not come "
"I am the contessa, signor," and
,fclio proceeded to unwrap
her violin from its green
"covering, while the servant hobbled to
the neuiist chair.
You came to amuse yourself in a
dilettante way on the violin."
"1 came tt learn to p'ay, Maestro; to
bo ablo to teach music some day. Who
.knowi'J" and she laughed a little nervously.
"Contessns don't teach music,". he
said, scornfully. "It is only poor plebei
ans who do that. Let me hear you play."
Sho ncstlod the violin on her shoulder
caressingly, and obediently romr.u need.
The air was simple, a pleasant, lullaby, In
a minor key, soft and sad, which had
been sung by many Roman n"!hnrs to
their children. One of thoo airs.which,
liko the German Liedcr, ono linds anions
the people, its author and origin lo?t ia
imtlipiity, yet everlasting from its pathos
and tenderness. Tho violin was fit to
bo its Interpreter, an old Cremona almost
black with ago. Tho music floated out
from tho five quivering strings. The girl,
her eyes almost closed and her head bent
forward, stood erect, playing. The old
servant sat listlessly, caught by the music
swaying to and fro, as if rocking some
child, dead fifty years ago. Karl llerger
stood frowning in the shadow of a cur
tain. What right had a contessa, a
young girl, to play like that? What riglrt
had she to a violin which was so much
hotter than his? Tho soft repeated
strains came to an end, and the girl
turned proudly toward him.
"It is a wretched piece, wretchedly
played," he said, crossly. "You will
never make an artiste of yourself. It
lacks soul, it lacks rhythm, it lacks
everything."
These petulant words words which
tho honest Karl Berger was ashamed of
even while ho uttered thom struck tho
young girl like a blow. Her face,
proud and happy at her successful ren
dering of tho simple peasant air, fell
suddenly at this harsh verdict, and. girl
like, she burst into sobs and left the
room, whilo tho Bcrvant stared stolidly
at the fierce foreigner, and then rose and
hobbled after tho girl.
Karl Berger felt, ashamed of himself
and his sudden Ih of anger. He took
up his own violin, but it sounded harsh,
lie was cold and courteous to the pupils
who came that afternoon, but he wa9
glad when tho day was over. They were
lighting the lamps in the courtyurd below
when ho looked out. Ho watched the
servants as they put the lamps in their
places, and after they hud left he stood
at tho window looking absently down on
the empty courtyard beneath, when he
saw a liguro coming slowly across the
yard. Ho stepped out on the balcony
and called to her, for ho recognized the
escort of the Contossa Lucia. When the
woman had como up ho asked her:
"Where docs tho Contessa Vinella
live ?"
"In this house, signor, with a relative.
The contessa has no other friends and
sho lives here, but not in idleness, sig
nor 1 She is too proud for that! Sho
takes care of the house, and works like
a servant. She has uo friends but me;
I was her nurse. Sho is too proud to go
with others in the houso. Even her rela
tives do not patronize her, and the ser
vants are always very polite to her, and
always obey her, but behind her back
they laugh at her here, and call her the
'contessa-of -all-work,' and tho 'contessa
cook.' Hor grandfather, the Count
Vineila, had taught her music, and she
worked bo hard at it that sho might earn
her own living that way. Last week she
won the pri.o at tho conservatoire, and
the city was to pay her tuition wi'h you.
You should not have spoken 8o8urshly
to her, signor? I found her in her.little
room crying as if her heart would break."
Karl Berger ran his bands through his
hair.
"I was wronflr very wrong. Will
you tell her I said so? Ask her to come
again, aud I will promise to be fairer."
Tho next afternoon the girl came in.
"It was very silly of me, Maestro, to
run away liko that" she said; "but I
want so much to be a good artiste, and
when you told mo I could not "
"Don't talk about it, please," inter
rupted Karl; "I was cross and tired, and,
if you must know it, jealous," and he
smiled grimly. ""es, jealous, that you
could play better than I."
Lucia Mushed with delight.
"If you mean that but nol Y'ou are
laughing at me!"
"I nieau what I said," replied Karl,
determinedly. "I cun teach you tech
nique, perhaps; after that you have noth
ing to learn."
So it was settled.
Ono day, during the lesson, Karl said
abruptly: v
"Would you like also to sic.ey at
night? My eveuiug9 ar,o all my own."
The girl laughed with pleasure and
cried: "Oh, Mastcro, you aro so kind."
So, after the work was done, Lucia
would como in with Marcia, her old
nurse, and after the lesson Karl would
pick up his own violin and play. One
night he stopped suddenly' and said to
her:
"I wish you would not call -me Maes
tro. I am not a master in music. I am
only a sham, and some day they will
find it out. I am not much older than
you and don't play any better. I want
you to think of mo as a fellow student,
not as a teacher."
"What shall I call you, then?" Lucia
asked shyly.
"Kail."
" That is a pretty name," said Lucia.
" It was my father's," and he went on
to speak of his Northern home, of the
snow-storm when all the family died but
himself, and how he was found famished
and senseless, with his vivliu hugrcd to
his breast. And Lucia sat still and
drank in every word. Then sho told him
of her own home and her pust history.
Each night after they, laid their music
aside they would sit mid talk, and Mar
cia would sit and slumber quietly in her
chair.
Soon the opera soison commenced, and
often the three wiJild tit back in some
little box which Iliad been placed at
Karl's disposal, ad listen to tho grand
creations of the roisters. A happy time
for both. Karl yas all gentleness to the
little contessa, tJuid the grim young
Norseman commenced to lind himself
making jokes tjfc ainiibe her. He to make
jokes hohvi hitherto gone through
lifo in his sober, solemn way to make
jokes! It was surprising Indeed. They
called each other Karl and Lucia, and
sometimes brother and sister. So things
went on, till suddenly Marcia fell sick.
Lucia stayed by her bedside se
much as her work would allow. Tha
lessons must cease till Marcia grew bet
ter, for she had no other chapcrone, and
of course it was impossible for her to go
without ono. The days seemed to drag
slowly aleng, and tho night-watching
teiran to tell on her. She grew paler
and went about sad and musing.
As for Karl, the first time that Lueia
missed hor lesson he became rather angry.
"She thinks she has learned every
thing, perhaps, and is through with me,"
he muttered.
He tried to feel injured and banish her
from his mind, and for awhile he thought
he had succeeded. When the long even
ing came and lie found himself alone, he
became restless ud uneasy, and imagined
himself only anxious that nothing might
have happened to Lucia. He took up
his violin, but soon put it aside, and
then ho went out to tho opera-house.
Tho prima donna was out of "voice and
tho orchestra vile. Coming home, he
met ono of the servants.
"Where is Marcia ?" he asked.
"Very sick, signor."
So that was it. He went gloomily up
stairs and went straight to the mirror
and began to apostrophize his image.
"Maestro Berger, you are an ass," he
said quietly. "However poor she may
be, she is still contessa and you are only
Karl Berger," and ho took up his
violin and commence to play. But
with all his self-restraint he found the
days nery long and tiresome.
One night Lucia sat alone in the room
when she heard Karl's violin. He was
telling his story of love, unconsciously,
to the ono from whom he intended to
hide it. As tho girl sat there in the
darkness, holding Mnrcia's hand, she folt
strangely happy and quiet. Suddenly
Marcia opened her eyes.
"Lucia," she said, "I am ever so much
better."
The proud contessa bent over and
kissed the wrinkled face of the servant
and said, gravely :
"That is well; but you must sleep,
Marcia, nn'd not talk."
"Play for me, Cara," said the old wo
man, drowsily.
And Karl Berger heard suddenly from
Marcia's room the answer to his violin's
confession. Sweetly and softly it camo
to him at first, but soon it swelled out
into full volume. It told all to him that
was necessary. And when the girl ceased
playing and sank back in her chair,
blushing rosily red, there weie two peo-
Ele in tho house who were perfectly
appy.
When Lucia awoke the next morning
and found Marcia better and the heavens
and the birds in harmony with her happy
mood, the first thing she did was to kiss
her violin, and when she had dressed and
was coming down the stairs, singing like
a lark, she saw nt tho foot Karl Berger,
his face flushed and looking very happy,
indeed.
"Tell mc, little Lucia," ho said, eager
ly, "didn't the violin speak truly ?"
I don't know what she said, for I
didn't hear it; but I do know that Milan
was surprised to hear that very winter
that one of its contessas hud married a
music teacher. Washington Hatchet.
A Great Singer's Precautions.
On a damp, chilly afternoon this week,
says a recent Nr.w York letter to the Bos
ton Herald, I was in a Central Park res
taurant. Simultaneously, two other
riders sought the same surcease from tho
wet diversion. They were Nicolini and
his famous Patti ; and you are wondering
what the great singer could havo to pre
sent her iu a new phase, considering
how many columus have been tilled with
descriptions of her personally. The
fresh point which this view enables me
to make concerning the only woman in
the world whose wages are thousands of
dollars per day was the care which she
took to keep herself from damage.
Without her voice, Patti would bo
a handsomo little matron of forty,
but of no public value. Therefore,
her very consequential throat was
wrapped round and round with a
silk scarf, which sho removed on
getting into the house. On the way
from tho carriage she hud held a
handkerchief to her mouth on saying
something, mi that no raw air should
reach her voca. organ. Her feet in Arc
tic oversnoes, her ankles in baby-like
leggins, and her mantel enveloped her
ligitre from neck to hem. But the odd
est protection against catching cold was
a wad of cotton in each car.
" She must have had earache," I said
to a physician who makes a specialty of
throat diseases, who has some of the
grand opera singers for patients, and of
whom 1 subsequently inquired on tho
subject.
" Not at alf," ho replied; "she seldom
goes out of doors in winter without
plugging her ears. It is a strange fact
that the vocal cords aro susceptible to
the slightest chill entering through aural
passages. There isn't uny affectation in
Patti's extraordinary precautious. You
wouldn't marvel at the tiddler who
owned an old treasure of a violin, aud
carried it in cotton for fear of breakage.
Isn't it sensible, then, for a prima donnu
to guard jealously tho only voice she's
got("
I judge, however, that Patti's stomach
is composed of sterner and not less ablo
stuff, for the beefsteak aud onions that
she washed down through her rarely
sensitive throat with a bottle of ale wero
astonishing iu quantity.
Our powers are limited. No one ever
saw the whole of anything, however
simple it may appear; and the more com
plex the object, the smaller the fraction
that we behold. If we but realize this
fully, it will go far toward dispelling
prejudice und broadening our outlook
A MAN'S, COSTLY CANINES,
BFEXTDIKO- f100,000 TO SATISIT A
LOVE I OK DOGS.
noun Ti lth Bed., Ilallia, Kail iRlited
lioiKlolrit, Menin llrnipd Retiring
Iloom. and Other I.uxurlcw.
A party of gentlemen in an Eiie train,
New Yorkward bound, were talking
bout men's hobbies, when one of them
made the remark that a Bergen county
man had spent Kfl 00.000 on a hobby.
"What was it?" asked the writer, who
was one of tho party.
"Dogs." . ..
"And who is the man?"
"Mr. E. If. Hcarn, who lives' just
tcross the bridge from Passaic. He is
department superintendent in Loril
lard's establishment, and one of Loril
lard's right bowers. Y ou'd ought to see
him I" b
With Mr. Clarence II. Van Deuscn, of
Passaic, who is a connoisseur in all that
pertains to canines, and who had cour
teously volunteered to conduct the intro
ductory preliminaries of tho visit, a trip
was mado to Mr. Ileum's kennels one day
2uring the week. The I learn mansion is
lituated on the left bank of the Passaic
river, and is surrounded by clcgantly-cared-for
grounds. To the rear of the
residence are the famous dog kennels
wherein are kept tho dogs which have
taken prizes at all the prominent bench
shows of this country and Europe for
many years past. Tho buildings cover
the better part of an acre of ground, and
are fitted up in a manner which would
bo the envy of many a mechanic of the
metropolis.
Mr. E. L. Williams, Mr. E. R. Ileum's
manager, greeted the writer and his com
panion at tho main entrance, and cour
teously signified his willingness to give
ny information within his power. Ho
led the way through the canine bou
doirs. Each kennel, of which there are
a score or more, has a stone flooring, and
a shifting glnss roof which can be moved
at w ill to let in the light or keep out the
cold. Running water is located in a
corner of each compartment, and each is
lighted at night by gas, aud is heated by
hot water conducted through the series
of buildings by means of pipes supplied
from an immense boiler. Couches,
which would make the average tramp's
mouth water, are filled with clean straw
every day and at night aro fas
tened to the side walls by
means of catches. A monster bath-tub
provides a lavatory for the hightoned
canines, nnd in one corner of the main
building is the culinary department,
where the food is cooked for the petted
descendants of canine blue blood. At the
rear of the buildings, in the orchard, is
the "run," where tho animals take their
walks abroad. Each kencel is ten feet
square and is surrounded by ash sides,
surrounded by a wicker-work barrier.
Mr. Ileum has about twenty dogs at
present, the "boss" dog being the Duke
of Leeds. Money could not buy the ani
mal, Duke has taken several "Hundred
Guinea" prizes in Europe, and has long
been a favorite at all the kennel shows
in this country. He stands above three
feet in height, and when in good condi
tion weighs somewhere near 150 pounds.
When standing upright Duke was many
inches higher than the tallest man who
was present at the private exhibition.
He carried away the honors of the recent
Philadelphia show and also at that held
at Montreal.
Leila, another famous St. Bernard, has
also made a small fortune for her owner.
Leila is nearly as high as Duke, and is
about the height of the average dining-
room table. She was also a prize runner
at tne lairs mentioned, and also at the
recent non-sporting show held at Madi
son Square Garden. Leila's pup, Valen
tine, is a monster brute, and his frisky
play with his mother resembled the play
ful antics of a baby elephant.
Bonivard, which among the others,
claims relationship with British ances
tors, is als-o a monster dog. He i i one
of the five that carried oil the honors at
Philadelphia, where Mr. Williams had
all the dogs on exhibition. Rony is an
other animal of the many that money
could not buy. Most of these animals
are direct descendants of Sidney W.
Smith's famous English St. Bernards.
Joa Emmet's famous ten thousand
dollar dog Rector, which, by the way,
cost only $4,000, was sold to the actor
for the latter amount by Mr. Hearn.
Rector was raised here, but was born in
England. A'eu York World.
An Oyster Whips a Duck.
A rough-und-tumble combat between a
wild duck and an oyster occurred here
the other day. The duck was a large aud
full grown one that had recently come
down from the north to enjoy our winter
climate. It was of the diving species,
which inhabit the bays till the spring,
when they return north. When the oys
ter feeds it opens its shell wide till the
full oyster is plainly visible. A sight of
such a morsel was too much for the
duck. He made a headlong plunge, in
serting his bill between tho oyster's open
shell. Like a flush, aud with the power
of a vise, the shell closed on the duck's
beak. Then came the struggle for life.
The oyster, which was quite a large one,
was dragged from its bed, with three
smaller ones clinging to it, the cluster
heing heavy enough to keep the duck's
heud under water. Iu this way the duck
drowned. Its buoyuncy was sutlicient to
tlout with the oysters, and thus drifted
near the dock, where it was captured.
When taken out of the water the animal
heat hud not left the duck. The oyster
still clung to the duck's beak. Corput
L'hrUti ( J'exue) Caller.
1
" A person Jean do anything on these
roller skates that is possible to do on the
ice," explained the attendant at the
skating ring the other day. "Yes, I
believe ihsjc is so," replied a bystander.
"Iknewamau to break his nose tha
othpr day, SUUetman.
SCIENTIFIC AND INDUSTRIAL.
The Germans now make from paper
pulp the most delicate wheels for
wa tches.
A very thin coating of glycerine will
prevent frost or steam gathering on a
window-pane.
Iu France symtoms of poisoning huve
followed the cuting of vegetables growu
on boil which had been treated with
chemical poisons -to destroy the phyl
loxera insect of the grape-vines.
A writer in Science reports discovering
within a common pumpkin somo of its
seeds already germinated. Tho caiili
cles were from one to three inches in
length, while some of the rootlets were
over seven inches.
Late Belgian experiments have had the
object of preserving wood by exhausting
the air from the pores and causing liquid
gutta percha to take its place. Tho
gutta percha is liquefied oy being heated
with parafline, and it hardens on cooling
after being introduced into the wood.
According to Sir Trevor Lawrence, M.
P , there is a Collector of orchids in Eng
land who employs fourteen pers ns
nearly all German naturalists, and each
costing about $0,000 a year to search
for new Bpecies and varieties in different
parts of tho world. He has two acres of
the plants under glass, and his total an
nual expenditure on orchids is nearly
$100,000.
It has' been demonstrated by Dr. Hans
Molisch that the roots of plants may be
deflected from their normal direction by
exposure on one sido to certaia gases. If
such gases are in moderate quantities
the roots bend away from, their sources;
if in proper quantities, toward such
lource. The side of the root exposed to
the action of tho gas grows more strong
ly than the other.
M. A. llaman says that lead pipes
ought to be entirely disused as conduc
tors of drinking water, The water takes
up particles of lead, not only by the me
chanical action of friction, but", by affin
ity of some of its constituents, attacks
the metal itself, and lead carbonate re
sults. These minute particles of lead
introduced into the system causes anie
mia, and consequently defective nutri
tion. Some remarkable illustrations of the
power of plants to adapt themselves to
diverse conditions havo been furnished
by the observations of Senor Ledislao
Netto, of Rio Janeiro. One plant
Strychnos triplienervia-was found grow
ing in an open spaco as a bush about six
feet high, while another specimen of the
same species was seen in the shade of
some woods only a few yards away as a
vine sixty feet iu length. Other plants
were allowed to become vines of consid
erable length in the dense Brazilian for
ests, and at once began to change their
appearance to that of shrubs on being
given free exposure to the sunlight.
Great Men and Gastronomy.
Dr. Fordyce, tho distinguished Eng
lish surgeon, ate but one meal a day.
Dr. Pair confessed his love for hot
boiled lobsters with a profusion of shrimp
sauce.
Pope says:
One loves the pheasant's wing and one the
leg;
The vulgar boll, the learned roast an egg.
Dryden said that a chine of honest
bacon pleased his appetite more than all
tho marrow puddings.
Sir Isaac Newton, when writing his
" Principia," lived on a scanty allowance
of bread and water, and a vegetable diet.
Dr. Johnson wa partial to new honey
and clouted cream, and all his lifetime
had a voracious attachment for a leg of
muiion.
Dr. Pnley, having been out fishing for
a whole day, was asked on his return if
he had met with good sport. "Oh, yes,"
he auswered, " i have caught no "fish,
but I have made a sermon."
Beau Brummcl, speakiig of a man and
wishing to convey his maximum of con
temptuous feeling about him, said: " He
is a fellow, now, that would send his
plate up twice for soup."
Pepys, of Charles II. 's reign, having
company at breakfast, mentions: "I
had for them a barrel of oysters, a dish of
neats' tongues, aud a disu of anchovies,
with wine of all sorts and ale."
Pope, who was an epicure, would lie
in bed for days at Lord Bolingbroke's.
unless he were told that there were stewed
lampreys for dinner, when he rose in
stantly and came down to tho table.
Franklin at ono time contemplated
practicing ubstineoce from animal food,
but having seen a cod opened w hich con
tained some small fish, said to himself.
" If you eut one another I see no reason
why we may not eat you." He accord
ingly dined on the cod with no small
degree of pleasure. HosUn JlutUjet.
On Time.
The sun dial was the first time' meas
urer. Tho Romans used water clocks in 1G0
B. C.
The hardest clock to keep wound is an
eight day one.
Charles Harris, of Loudon, invented
the pendulum iu ltill.
Clocks which keep excellent time may
be bought for one dollar.
In 1UJ0 tho first striking clock was in
vented by a Cisterican m ink.
The style of modern lashionuble
clocks is that of our errand fat hers.
The first wooden clock made in this
country was by James Harrison in
iyo.
jln loGl Henri do Wyck built a clock
in', the palace of King Charles V. of
I'l'lllCC.
Tho highest priced pnrlor clock in
Americu is owned by a Wall street man.
It was made iu New York and cost f ol,
0OIW ng lailK-s now wear scarf puis sum
lar
tho men.
RATES OF ADVERTISING.
One Rqanre, one Inch, one iiiFortion $ 1
One Pqnnrc, one inch, one mortfh S
One Pqimre, one Inrh, llirco months.
One S'qiisre, one Inch, one year 10
Two Squares, one ycr 15
(juarler Colnmn, one ear..... so
Ilnlf I'olnmn, one year so
One Column, one year jno
Icral idvertiomenU ten centa cr line each
aertloii.
Marriage nd death notices sratia.
All bill" for yearly advertnementa collected qn
terly. Temporary advertisement mum b nam ;
advance.
.inh work cash on delivery.
BENEATH THE EBTH.
When I lneath the cold, rod earth am slop
Ing, i
Life's fever o'er,
Will there for me be any bright eye weeping
That I'm no more?
Will there be any heart still memory keeping
Of heretofore?
When the great winds through leafless forests
rushing.
Like full hearts break ..
When the swoll'n streams, o'er crag and gully
gushing,
Sad music make
Will there be one, whose heart despair i
crushing.
Mourn for my sake?
When the bright inn upon that spot is shining
With purest ray, ; .
A.nd the small flowers, their buds and blos
soms twining,
Burst through that clay
Will there bo ono still on that spot repining
Lost hopes all day?
When the night shadows, with ths ample
sweeping
Of her dark pall,
The wo.ld and all its manifold creation sleep.
in-,
The great and small
Will then be one, even at that that dread
hour, weeping
Forme for all?
When no star twinkles with its eye of glory
On that low mound,
And wirrtry seprms have with their ruins
hoarv
Italoneness crowned,
Will there be thlan one versed In misory'g
story
PaciAr it round?
It may be so but thV Bel fish sorrow
To ask Vich meed
A weakness and a wlelqpdness, to borrow
From hearts that bleed
rhe waitings of to-day, for what to-morrow
Shall never noed.
Lay me then gently in my narroWdwej;i.i,
Thou gentle heart! ,,
ana, inougn my Dosom snouia witn gnei be
swelling,
Let no tear start;
It were in vain for time hath long been
knelling
Sad one, depart 1
William Motherwell.
HUMOR OF THE DAY.
The beautiful's nrj A belle's frigid
negative.
If silence be golden dumb people
Remembering the poor is well enough ;
but it is much better to give them some
thing. -Picayune.
The ice man may not be much of a
skater, but he is able to make fancy fig
ures on ice. Boston Pott.
"I must shake oil this bad habit,"
said a tramp, as ho gazed at his tattered
coat. Sew York Journal.
When a trotting horse dies it is always
one day after his owner was offered a
fabulous price for him. Free Press.
Contempt of court The way the old
man feels when his daughter's lover lin
gers Into the small hours. Iioston Star.
The camel is tho only bird we yearn
f lioar wurhla affsit liataninr ft mirkj-
learning to play the violin. Fall liiver
Adcance.
'An exchange asks: " Will the coming
woman work?" That will depend upon
how lazy her husband is. Aru York
Journal.
"Reporters, like poets, are born.'
The writer might also have said the same
of shoemakers, tailors and grocers. Most
men arc usually born. Graphic.
" The wicked stand on slippery places,
The righteous only wear a crown"
The preacher spake, and on the pavement,
Like a weight of woe, sat down.
Merchant-Traveler.
A poet sings: "I miss you my dar
ling, my darling; the embers burn low
on the hearth." It's an awful thing not
to have a wife around to attend to the
Are. Call.
"I would liko to treat " began a
Congressman, one day last week, and
then all the other Congressmen grabbed
their hats and adjourned tho meeting by
a rising vote. Aeie York Diqxttch.
She held my heart in a willing thrill,
She held my ring on her finger small,
She held my resioct, this muiileii young,
Aud she also knew when to hold lirr tongun,
Huston Courier,
When you hear the old veteran with a
head like an oyster bowl, telling tho old
Btory of the weather back in the twen
ties, you perceive that, in spite of the
progress of invention there has been no
improvement iu lying worth mentioning.
Lowell Courier.
Science marches steadily forward with
the torch of progress, clearing up the
mysteries of yesterday, and bringing
those of to-morrow dimly into view, but
she stands palsied in all her efforts to
make out what it is that chews oil the
brim of a boy's hat. Chicago Ledger.
" Here's a whole ball of tw ine," said
the irritable old gent to his musical
niece, "and now 1 want a stop put to
this thing of settiu' down iu the parlor
hull hours at a stretch, raisin' tho neigh
bor, yellin' about 'The Lost Chord.'"
She is now learning a new song. Jer.
chMt-2'raeeler.
Taken at His Word.
It was one of the genus tramp. He
knocked at the door of a houso, and
when a kindly-looking woman opened it
he said : '
"Madam, I am very hungry. I have
had nothing for a week back.''
"Why, you poor soul," said the "cod
woman, "wait u moment and l'U'tlnd
something for you "
And nhe gave him an old porous plas
ter, and closed tfba door before he lmd
finished thaukini her. Free Press.
iinj her. Free Pr
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