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VOL, XVIII. NO. 30.
TIONESTA, PA., WEDNESDAY, NOVEMBER 11, 1885.
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THE F AIM Kit's THEASURES.
The farmer lay dying, and standing around
Were his throe sons, for idleness famed;
They had novcr put shovel or hoe to the
ground,
And all share in the toil had disclaimed;
But now they were waiting to catch bis last
breath,
And near him they cngerly pressed
To hear what, perchance, he might say before
death
Of the treasures tliey thought he possessed,
"My boys" so ho whispered "I worked for
the gold
That I now must be iucath unto you,
Who never have helped me, though feeble
and old,
Ai more dutiful children would do.
But yet I shall leave all my earnings between
You three, now my life's race is run,
Treating each, at this moment at though he
had been
A faithful, affectionate son.
"But the treasures are buried deep down in
the soil ,
I shall not name the place where they lie
They cannot be roached without patience and
toll
Which, perhaps, it won't hurt you to try."
The farmer was dead, and his sons were nr
rayed, An army of workers at last;
Every inch of the land was disturbed with the
spade,
And slolh was a thing of the post.
But where was the wealth that their father
had said
Lay buried deep down in the breast
Of the toll? Thoy could get no a 1 vice from
the dead ;
But ono, less obtuse than tho rest,
Saw tho treasures that lay in the newly
turned earth;
The talo lo his brothors ho told,
And next year tho old farm laughed aloud in
its mirth
And bloomed out In a harvest of gold!
Edmund Lyons, in the N. V. Clipper.
THE EMBALMED HEART.
One evening a poor physician sat In
his room in Florcuce, wishing that some
Christian soul would have pity upon bis
roeagcrly filled purso and fall ill where
he should be forced to take the case iu
charge. Not tho smallest accident or
the most trilling sickness hed come into
his bauds in weeks, and starvation was
staring him in the face. At this moment
a man wrapped in a dark mantle glided
into his room, addressing me for I who
write am the hiiro of my s'ory by namo:
"I need your assistance, doctor," ho
said, iu an agitated whimper, "not for
the living but for tho dead. My sister,
who came here with me on a visit to
some relatives from our home in a for
eign country, has just died, and before
iutcrring her remains in this strange land
I desire, according to the custom of our
family, to carry away with me her em
balmed heart, that so much at least of
our beloved one may reposo among the
ashes of our kindred. .My mission is to
ask if you will assist me in this painful
duty. It is necessary that it be dono at
night, and quietly, since we do not wish
to start the tongues of the gossips, or to
allow the servants of the house to become
aware of it. Here is the certificate of
her death signed by her rogulnr physi
cian, and as an earnest of my willingness
to make the visit worth your while, al
low me to lay this purse of gold upon
your table."
Seeing the glimmer of the large,
bright pieces in tho Humes of my expir
ing" lump, I could no longer hesitate.
Besido the straightforward manliness of
my visitor and his evident emotion quite
won my sympathy. I followed him, and
after a long walk during tho latter part
of which I consented to bo led blind
folded we stopped at the small side
gate of a large and stately palace Open
ing this, wo ascended in 'he dark a
winding staircase, emerging iu a dimly
lighted corridor. Proceeding me with
noiseless footsteps, tho strangei touched
the spring of a secret door, which, fly
ing back, revealed a lofty chamber
lighted by a silver lamp swinging be
tween marble columns. Here on a low
couch lay the body of a beautiful young
girl.
"You will excuse my personal attend
ance, doctor," said my guide, turning
away his face as if to conceal his tears.
"It is more thun I cau bear, and I shall
wait without until your task is tin
ished." After a brief examination ot my sub
ject, who lay as if disposed for burial,
and noting with interest the fact of her
extreme youth and beauty, I prepared
to make an incision in the region or
the heart. Quickly, but less skillfully
than usual, I plunged my long, sharp
knife into her breast when, horror un
speakable! the dead girl stirred,
opened a pair of dark, imploring eyes,
moaned once, as tho blood gushed in a
current over the bed, and then lay mo
tionless as when I had seen her Grst. So
completely did this circumstance unnerve
me that my hand was paralyzed. Evi
dently the case hud been one of sus
pended nuiimuion, and the bund that
might have rescued tho poor girl from
the jaws of death had but served to hurl
her into them. Dizzy aud despairiug,
cursing the poverty that led me to accept
this fatal commission, not dariug to look
a second time at my victim upon her
blood-stained bier, 1 dashed my knife
upon the floor and lied. The door opened
easily, but my visitor was nowhere to be
seen. My wish now was to avoid him,
and I rushed headlong down the long
stone staircase into the courtyard, into
the street, believing the stars above u
thousand watchers sat there totauut me.
How I finally reached home I know not,
but when I foiiud myself once more in
the quiet of my poor room, everything
as 1 hud left it, books in their
places, the cat purring, my moth
er's picture looking at mo with a
smile from the frame Above my bed, I
felt as if I had been wandering like Cain
with a mark upon my brow during a
century of woe. Throwing myself upon
my couch, I hid my face in my pillow,
trying to shut out tho look of her dying
eyes. Not until tho day broke did I full
in a tortured sleep, awakening from
which toward midday with a start I
tried to persuade myself that tho event
of the night was nothing but a dream.
But there in the drawer, where I had
locked them on going out, were the gold
pieces, a silent but eloquent reminder of
my misfortune. Seizing the purse with
feverish fingers, 1 set out for a long
tramp in tho environs of tho city, deter
mined to bury the accursed thing out of
my sight forever. In a remote spot on
a solitary hillside I made its grave, wish
ing that I too might rest beneath the sod.
As I walked home, hunger and thirst
overpowered me. I gave my last bit of
copper to a woman who was milking her
cow, receiving in return a draught of the
foaming fluid. This sustained me to
roach home again, and in the street I met
an old comrade, who, railing me on my
wild looks-, invited me to breakfast. As
I had no dinner tho night before, poor
human nature urged me to accept, and
with tho hot coffee, tho rolls, tho fruit
and sho omelet, a semblance of comfort
stole into my heart. While talking with
mv friend an undercurrent of thought
about the tragedy kept lapping up over
every other subject, as the tide comes in
that nothing can hold back. Then it
occurred to mo to wonder if tho brother,
finding my mission unaccomplished,
would not return to remonstrate with
mo. and to take away the money I had
not earned. How could I explain to him
the reason of my failure and my flight?
Yes, surely, ho would come to seek "me,
and as an honest man it was my duty to
face him. As to explaining to him, that
was another matter. Only ono person in
the world could hivvo told that my knife
was plunged into n living breast, and
not A dead one, nnd she would sneak no
more. Why harrow her survivors with
the unavailing knowledge of her brief
return to life Alter all I hod acted
without knowledge! and at the instiga
tion of the ono who loved her best. Cer
tainly ho loved her, ns brothers rarely
love their sisters, it seemed to me. I re
called tho shudder with which he turned
from a brief glance at the bed of death,
and the sob in his voice that came, ap-
Foreutly, from mighty grief. Assuredly
should see him again. Even now he
might be awaiting me at my lodgings.
As I rose to go, my friend, who had
been carelessly looking over a journal of
the morning, read aloud a paragraph an
nouncing tliaf. this was tho wedding day
of the young Princess N , a Russian
beauty, famous of late in Florentine soci
ety, who was to marry Prince L , a
Roman nobleman, as young, rich and
well born as herself. "Let us go to the
church door," said Paul, my friend, j
'even if wo are not bidden. A cat may
look at the king, and all the world may
admire a brido alighting from her car
riage." Excusing myself on the plea
that my garments did not entitle me to a
place even upon the pavement, I broke
away from him and returned to my soli
tary room. As 1 mounted the steps, I
walked slower, dreading the apparition
of my visitor of tho previous night. I
opened the door to find that the room
was empty and undisturbed. But upon
my table lay a parcel, and tearing it open
I saw within my bloody knife enfolded
in a paper on which these words were
written :
"I return to you your property, my
somewhat enrckssnnd decidedly nervous
doctor. You w;ll probably never hear
from mo again, but considor your gold
well earned."
A cold sweat broke out upon my brow.
Now, indeed, had my feet touched tho
waters of a dark and unknown sea.
Could it bo that I wus the instrument of
a crime!
I pass over the anguish of that day.
In the evening, able no longer to endure
my thoughts, I went out to a cheap cafe
where I could venturo to ask for a sim
ple meal on trust, since by to-morrow
would arrive the small allowance sent
me by my widowed mother every month.
I asked for little, but I ate les. In my
dazed state I wa conscious that people
around mo were talking excitedly. By
and by some newcomer suggested to
havo the story over which they were all
gabbling, told counoctedly. " Thus it
was that, like a creature in a dream, I
heard of tho tragedy with which Flor
ence that day was ringing the talo of
au infamous attack tho night before
upon lovely Princess N , ou the eve
of her wedding day, by some unknown
miscreant, who, slabbing her while she
lay asleep, hud left her there for dead.
That sho did not die was a marvel, but
the stab, though deep, was not neces
sarily mortal. Clearly the assassin's
hand must have wavered in its aim.
Almost immediately the attendants,
roused by some noise in the princess'
room, had found her, and by prompt
measures the unfortunate lady was re
stored to consciousness. Although
hardly possiblo that she could survive,
the physicians yet gave some hope.
Useless to speak of the sorrow befall
ing the noble household, or of the
young bridegroom thus cruelly robbed
of his intended. .Much more was printed
and said regarding the murderer, his
motive, and the search for him that wus
to be set on foot, but for that I cared
little. I was ready to deliver myself up
at that moment, if it could serve to ex
pose the villain who had used me for
his tool. When I returned home again
to meditate upon the best course for mo
lo follow, I found another note from
the destroyer of my peace, curt and mys
terious as tho preceding.
"Fear nothing, doctor. You are safe
and unsuspected. Our patient has es
caped us."
Some years Infer I went ono evening to
the opera. Looking up at the srray of
beauties above mo I saw her. Never to
to be forgotten wns the exceedingly
whito skin, with the large, dark eyes
nnd hnir of raven blackness. She wore
a robe of white, with row after row of
priceless pearls around her throat.
"That's the beautiful Princess L," said
a gos9ip near me. "Sho has just re
turned to Florence with her husband for
the first time since the tragedy that so
nearly cost her life. Do you know there
was a rumor that she had been drugged
in some powerful fashion before the
murder was attompted? But the whole
affair was bo hushed up that little was
ever really known about it."
"Strange that no clew was found to
suggest a motive for the crime," rejoined
his neighbor. "If sho, young, loving
and beloved, was so attacked, who is
safe? That handsome man in the back
of her box, who is leaning over het
shoulder see, he has just withdrawn
into the shadow is her husband, I sup
pose?" "No, the prince is the slight, youth
ful one, who is talking with the lady in
velvet. The other yes, there ho comes
forward is tho Count do 8., who has
been no long absent on his travels in the
East. They used to say he was a suitor
for her hand, but apparently the fancy
is forgotten."
There, sitting at her elbow with an air
of easy confidence, evidently the trusted
and familiar friend of wife and husband
I saw my enemy and hers. Chicago
Inter- Ocean.
A Famous Resort for the Sick.
Tho following is the regimen pre
scribed to the majority of Carlsbad pa
tients. They begin tho day by rising
not later thun II and go to the springs.
After having drank three glasses of watci
at intervals of a quarter of an hour, they
walk for an hour and then breakfast.
This meal consists of two small rolls ol
rusks, a boiled egg, aud a cup of tea,
coffee or chocolate. It may be noted in
passing that the custom is for each per
son to buy his rolls or rusks at a baker's
shop and carry them to the place where
the rest of the breakfast is provided.
Tho hourof dinner is from lto 2 o'clock;
as a table d' hote is unknown in Carls
bad, each person or party dines opart in
a restaurant. Three courses constitute
the dinner, consisting of soup, roast
most and a dish of vegetables, or, in
place of vegetables, a little stewed fruit.
A quarter of a bottle of red Austrian
wine may be drunk ot dinner, and this
is mixed with Giesshubler, a f park ling
and very pleasant tuble water. At 5
o'clock a cup of tea, of coffee, of choc
olate, or a glass of water is permitted to
those who require something. Supper
is taken at 7 o'clock, and this is conliued
to cold meat, bread, and wine mixed
with water. Between breakfast and din
ner a bath is taken every other dav, and
all spare time between meals is passed in
walking. After a well-spent day, in
which the patient has displayed the self
denial of an anchorite and has covered
as much ground as if he were in training
for a walking-match, ho goes to bed be
tween 9 and 10 o'clock, there to rest his
weary limbs and dream of dining with
Lucullus.
Tho course of treatment lasts from
three to six weeks. -Patients undergoing
tho treatment urc advised to keep up
their spirits, forget worldly cares, and
amuse themselves by contemplating the
beauties of nature. If any have been
accustomed to smoke tobacco they are
allowed to do so in moderation, but sub
ject to the condition that they never
smoke at the springs in the morning and
that they always smoKo good cigars.
Patients arc also advised to avoid excit
ing conversation ; to refrain from going
to the theatres when tragedies are per
formed ; to read light literature only and
newspapers in particular; to listen to
good music when they have the opportu
nity, and to abstain from everything
which fatigues or distresses them. So
far as catiug or drinking is concerned,
the hotel and restaurants proprietors do
not heartily co-operate with physicians
in keeping patients out of temptation.
Everywhere notices are displayed to the
effect that the food or drink displayed it
"kurge mass," a word for which there
is no English equivalent, its meaning
being that the articles in question arc
suitable to be taken during the treat
ment. But, as manv persons visit Carls
bad who do not drink the waters, pro
vision has to bo mude for them also.
London Times.
Forecasting Tornadoes.
If tho knowledge of tornadoes gained
by solar observation were combined witt
that gained by the signal service, a great
advance in the science of meteorolog
might be made. It may yet be possible
by combined effort to locate a tornado
path before tho destruction occurs. Tho
only case in which the forecasting of a
tornado track would have been accurate
was that which destroyed Rochester.
Minn. Upon the previous appearance of
the same solur storm a train of cars was
swept from the track not far from
Rochester. At tho next appcurance of
the sun storm by the sun's revolution
Rochester was destroyed. I'pon the J
third appearance a tornado occurred to
the north of Rochester. But this coin
cidence was not sufficient to establish a
basis for locating tornado puths, al
though it may help to determine a
method. Rochester briiwrat- Chronicle.
The Difference.
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This is nit apple, large nd round,
At the top ot the barrul always found.
This the apple small and mean,
Always at Uie bottom seen.
Sridgtuattr Independent.
niE PEOPLE OF LABRADOR.
UNIQUE PEASES OF LirH IS TEE
FAR WORTH.
touch Hemp. Perrlied on Bare
trk Wlntrr I'.lglit nonlh.
I,oig- A Dreary Existence.
If environment molds a people, then
tho Labradorcani should have strong
traits. The climate, tho unique features
of the country, the undisputed supre
macy of tho sea, the isolation from the
world all their circumstances, indeed
are so strongly marked as to be irresist
ible. Tho population of tho Canadian
part of the coast down to the boundary
lino at Blanc Pablon is of French origin,
Canadian and Acadian; the Newfound
land part of Labrador tho Strait of
Bolle Isle and the Atlantic const is in
habited by English-speaking people.
Moravians and Esquimaux are found in
tho far North. The French Canadians
consist of two classes; a part of them
como here every spring to fish for the
merchants, and return every fall to their
families and small homesteads between
Quebec and Gaspe; othets live here per
manently, own little isolated establish
ments, and fish on their own account.
The Acadians have collected in two
principal settlements, Esquimaux Point
and Natashquan, where they have their
schools, priests, churches, and some
other features of village life.
1 was fortunate in being storm-stayed
at a few of these French Canadian
homes, where I found now and then a
person able to give mo some account of
tho summer and winter life of the peo
ple. To begin with external and ma
terial things, the average home of Labra
dor generally consists of a rough board
dwelling, with two rooms and a garret,
n small dock and storehouse for receiv
ing, cleaning, curing and storing fish,
and two or three open fishing boats. All
these buildings perch like anxious water
fowls on the bare rocks; they never im
press me ns homes, for they make for
themselves no niche or place in the sur
face of the earth; you expect them to be
washed or blown away at the next gale
ns they sometimes are. For the sake
of being near the Ashing grounds these
shelters are generally established on
some outlying island offering a mooring
or else a beach for the boats; they seem
to bo banished from the earth as far as
possible seaward. They stand up gaunt,
stark naked in the gales, in the midst of
a desert of sea nnd rocks.
In the best places there may be in a hol
low a little sand, enriched with dacaying
fish, where a few turnips and cabbages
manage to show themselves during a brief
season. You get a gleam of hope and
horror on beholding a gaunt scaffold
about eighteen feet high; but it is not a
gallows for the ending of life, only a
platform for keeping the frozen fish "for
dog meat. Tho interior of these homes
is not quite so distressing as their hard
surroundings, for the human hand in
doors can make its mark, which is not
always a clean one. The furniture, diet,
costumes, are rough and common place;
but the people are courteous and kind,
and they observe well their religious
rites. Their isolation is such that they
keep the run of time by marking the
davs of the week on the door post. An
exception to this dreariness is to be met
here and there, at a light house, or at tho
homo of a merchant I asked nn intelli
gent fisherman how ho could content
himself in such a place.
'Well, sir, I expect we're fools to stay
here. The worst of it is, our children
aro growing up as ignorant as we are
just like the dogs. Hardly any ot us can
read or write. Our houses are too far
apart to get the children together for
school, excepting at Esquimaux Point,
Natashquan and Mutton bay. TheD, too,
we enn't see the'priest more than once or
twice a year, and that's very inconvenint
about dying, for pleurisy and consump
tion are very headstrong. And there is
no doctor at all, nor any roots or herbs
for medicines. We keep alivo on pain
killer nnd salts that the traders sell. It's
a hard life, and we don't live to be very
old. We have to do all our own work
jack-of-all-trades, you know. When
we came here to live, my wife and I cut
all the timber in tho winter for building
these houses, sawed it by hand in a pit,
and in the spring rafted it down tho
river."
The social season of Labrador is the
winter. There is no lishing thou to keep
people at home; cutting wood ond a little
hunting arc the only occupations. Wiuter
lasts about eight months; when the
channels among the islands and the bays
are frozen over, dog teams can run up
and down the coast for threo hundred
inilcs from Mingan to Bonne Esperance.
People then go visiting; they carry no
Erovisions, for everybody keeps open
ousc, and the little cabins aro often
packed with people and dogs. The
winter homes, as a rule, are back some
miles from the const, where wood is
handy. Several families who fish at
Whale Head live ou a swamp in wiuter,
where the tread of a man ulong the
street shakes every house. The Abbe
Ferlaud says that in bin time about fifty
years ngo the hospitality of the coast
was such tho penplu on going away from
home used to leave food, and sometimes
even money, on the table, and the doors
unlocked, that needy travelers might
enter and help themselves. But tho ad
vent of moro travelers iu these days has
led to more caution and less generosity.
These fishermen are not behind other
seafaring men in ei'her the number of
their superstitions or the faith they re
poso in them. But Labrador, in time,
will doubtless produce still more aston
ishing results in this regard; for what
other region on earth offers Buch elemen
tal powers, such weird scenes, such im
pressive hardships and honors f Here is
a regiou without a mile of road iu three
thousand miles of coast; I never else
where appreciate a wheel and it horse
hhoe. Some of these people have no idea
of the shape and size of a cow or a horse,
and they flee like hares at the coming of
a stranger. Lawlessness often prevails,
and those who are in need do not hesi
tate to break open stores and help them
selves.' But their most astonishing traits
are laziness nnd improvidence here in
sight of Ihenrt-rending hardship and
want. Labrador, however, was formerly
a sea of plenty; fishing, scaling, trap
ping, gave even tho indolent a sure,
though a miserable living. In n few
weeks the average man could catch fish
enough to exchange with traders for tho
necessaries of life. This enabled him to
idle away three-fourths of the year, and
relieved him of any sense of respon-jf
bility. But now fish, oil, and fur are no
longer so abundant. The average fami
ly spends about one hundred dollars per
year to get only the absolute necessities
of life: and yet the government is
obliged very often to distribute flour nnd
pork to prevent actual starvation; and it
offers free passage and work to those
who will leave the coast. The lazy de
pend upon the industrious, the provis
ions are shared, and if navigation is
tardy, tho first sail is watched for in tho
spring with eagerness. Harper' t Maga
zine. An Iron Hand In Reality.
Whilo passing down Dupont street
near the academy of sciences recently,
a Chronicle reporter observed a mau
pounding away on a nail with his hand.
It was in a blacksmith's shop which
opens on the street. The nail seemed to
penetrate further and further into the
wood, and the man did not appear to
feel as if tho striking of his hand against
tho nail hurt him at all. Approaching
nearer, the reporter saw that the hand
was made of iron. The steel-fisted man
said that while participating in a Fourth
of July celebration in Marysville in 1804
he lost his right arm at the elbow by the
premature explosion of a cannon. Being
a blacksmith and key fitter, the loss com
pelled him to abandon his trade. For
five years he wandered about the coun
try, doing one thing or another. One
day, while in a blacksmith's shop in Val
lejo, the idea entered his head to fabri
cate an artificial hand out of iron. He
gave his directions and had the contriv
ance he now wears manufactured. It con
sists of a steel cylinder about four or live
inches long. To this is affixed a leacher
apparatus, which enables him to adjust
the artificial hand on the stump of his
arm. The stump fits into the apparatus
and is carefully strapped. The hand may
then be used as a hammer, and tho dents
in the steel show how much it has been
so applied. The deficiency of fingers to
grasp a file is supplied in the following
manner: A long hole projects into the
bnso of the cylinder, into which a file or
knife may be screwed. This is properly
tightened, nnd the loss of fingers is not
felt. If the iron-handed man desires to
Eick up anything ho adjusts a peculiar
ook or instrument resembling a chisel,
and he can bring to his reach anything
he may require. Beside the heavy hand,
which he generally uses for hard work,
he has a more delicate apparatus of
brass, manufactured by himself, for easy
work. He says that he has worn tho
steel hand for sixteen years, and he has
grown to regard it with great affection.
Ho scarcely feels the loss of his natural
hand. As he hammers or tiles at saws
behind his little glass window ou Du
pont street, the passers by gaze curiously.
San Francisco Chronicle. (
Keeping His Balance.
There U a story, told among the Tar
tars, which has a moral for the civilized
men of the present day. It is to this
effect: Robo, cousin of the Great Mogul,
was condemned to death for participa.
tion in a rebellion. The most skilful
swords in the empire was provided for
tho execution, and tho Gieat Mogul and
his court were present as spectators.
The thin, keen blado flashed in the
sunlight and descended upon the bare
neck of Robo, who stood upright to
receive tho stroke. The executioner's
work was so deftly done that though tho
head was severed, not a vital organ was
disturbed. Robo remained standing.
"What, Robo, art thou not behead
ed?" exclaimed the Great Mogul.
"My lord, I am," replied Robo, "but
as long as I keen mv balance right, my
head will not full off."
The Great Mogul was placated, a ban
dago was put on Robo's neck and he re
covered. Ho afterward becamo a loyal
subject and was made cashier of tho em
pire, becaus", us tho Great4Mogul re
marked :
"Ho knows that if ho keeps his bal
ance right, his head will nut come oil."
Building u Bruin.
Our present lifo is signalized by a
union between soul and body. AU at
tempts to disturb the harmouv of this
marriage tie are futile and mischievous.
Tho devotees of India crawl into cuves,
cultivate long hair and dirt, and starve
nnd torture themselves to emphasize
their hatred of these vile imprisoning
bodies. They devoutly believe that the
soul can rise only as it climb's on the
ruins of the body. This struggle to di
vorce the soul from the body has ap
peared among many peoples. We have
not altogether escaped it. With many of
us a pule, languid woman is more of a
lady than a rosy, robust one; and a
sepulchral clergyman more of it saint
than a broad chested, fun-loving ono.
We are just beginning to uppreheud
the spirit of the old Greek, uud to re
gard the body as an honorable uud
beautiful puit of man. Already we
speak of building u perfect body,
crowned by perfect brains us at once
tho greatest problem and grainiest hope
of the race. lio J.etci.i.
Conuecticut is the only State iu the
l iiioii, it is said, whose legislature re
tains judicial functions. The Connecti
cut legislature is still a supreme court in
ouuity.
A NEW POEM BY BURNS.
A poem by Robert Burns, hitherto unpub
lished, has boen found in one of tho poet's
manuscript excise books, and is given to the
world by the Dramatic Review of London,
which endorses it as genuine. It 1 entitled
"Youth," nnd is ns follows:
Y'outh Is the vision of a morn
That flioi the coming day;
It is the blossom on the thorn.
Which wild winds sweep away;
It is the image of the sky
In glassy waters seen,
When not a cloud appears to fly
Across the blue serene.
But, when the waves begin to roar
And lift their foaming head,
The morning stars appear no more
And all tho beavon is fled.
'Tis fleeting as the passing rays
Of bright electric fire
That flash about with sudden blaze.
And in that blaze expire.
It is the morning's gentle gale,
That as it swiftly blows
Scarce seems to sigh across the vale
Or bend the blushing rose.
But soon the gathering tempests soar
And all the sky deform ;
The gale becomes the whirlwind's roar.
The sigh an angry storm.
For Care, and Sorrow's morbid gloom,
And heart-corroding Strife,
And Weakness, pointing to the tomb,
Await the Noon of Life,
HUMOR OF THE DAT.
Bred upon tho waters Reared at sea.
One rent paid is worth a dozen in your
pants. Waterloo Observer.
"What is ease?" asks u philosopher
Ease is a thousand-dollar salary and a
hundred dollar job. Puck.
A school journal advises, "Make the
school interesting," That's what the
small boy tries to do to tho best of his
ability. Burlington Free 1'rcss.
It is wrong for married women o
make fun of old maids. They would
have been old maids themselves if they
hadn't got married. Somerville Journal.
He was a bore and he remarked to the
'editor: "I wish I could leave town;"
and the editor answered, "I wish you
could," uud the conversation ceased.
Boston Post.
Lilla M. Cushman, the poetess, says:
"My bac'r is almost broken with this
weary, weary load." She ought to make
her husband carry up the coal. Burling
ton Uaukeye.
An exchange refers to a young phy
sician in a neighboring town as a dude.
It is inferred that when he lances a boil
is not the only time he "cuts a swell."
A'orrintotcn herald.
In some parts of Europe men drink
cologne instead of liquor. When a man
comes home very late in those countries
his wife is puzzled to decide whether he
has been in a saloon or a barbar shop.
Wchmond Whi'j.
Little boy, beware! The good, kind
lady who gives you gingerbread to day,
when you come over to play with her
little boys und girls, may bo your
mother-in-law some day in the rosy
future Merchant- Trawler.
"A sixteen-year old girl" in the Boston
Globe asked for a remedy for too hard
hands, und a "Mother" in Maiden sent
in the following heroic remedy: A sixteen-year
old girl can soften aud whiten
her hands by soaking them in dish water
three times every day.
She took his watch, aud said to him:
"When you have learned to do
The things 1 ask, and you forget,
I'll give it back to you."
Thnt evening when she asked, in tones
Of confidence sublime,
"Kay, did you get it' "No," he said,
"I didn't have the time.'
Merchant-Trawler.
A New York physician has written an
article entitled "Kissing as a Medium of
Communicating Disease." It has long
been known that kissing causes a species
of heart disease which terminates in
matrimonial fever, nnd tho victim dies
sooner or later. Generally lator. Nor
riitoicn JleialJ.
Erudite grocer (balancing a can of
peaches in his hand) "My dear madam,
did you know that wo really knew noth
ing about canning fruit and vegetables
until the ruins of Pompeii were uncov
ered, nnd splendid suecimens recovered,
canned over twenty centuries ago!" Snap
pish lady customer "No, I didn't know
it. But" I did know your canned goods
were very old. How long before you
will have your stock from Pompeii
worked off?" Chicago Tribune.
A farmer wns hoeing hard on his
patch of laud when one of those town
loafers approached tho fence. "Hello,
Fanner I!., what do you think of tho
outlook?" "Whut outlook?" "Why,
the business outlook." "Didn't
know there was one." "We nre
all talking about it down nt the store,
and they sent me to hear what you had
to say." "Oh, yes, I see; well, tell 'em
if they will stop talking and go to hoe
ing that the country will prosper without
any outlook. Do vou hear'
Snake F.ut Snake.
The following snake story is rolled
by a gentleman of uuq i -limed veraci
ty, says a recent Zanesvide i1 hioi letter:
Whilu harvesting a few days ;!; :i party
of men on the farm of J. R. r,. in
Madison township, Perry count;, a few
miles from here, killed an i.nu 'ally
large black suuko, which had tho tail of
another snake slicking out of its mouth.
I'pon pulling them apart the snake which
the black snake had swallowed was
found to bo three and a half feet long.
A large knot iu the body of the inner
snake attracted their attention, and upon
examination the men wore wonder
sun ken to tied that the smaller suake
hud also been cuuuiisulizing, u full sized
ground s piirrul being found iu its
stomach.