THE FOREST REPUBLICAN . U pnblUhod every Wedneidar, by J. E. WENK. OtHoe In Smearbaugh & Co.'a Building ELM BTRKKT, TIONESTA, fa. Terms, 1.00 per Year. rnMnrrH9,'0v'Ien 0l'e,l"l ttOm ill Blrti Of the mw mxmt men VOL. III. NO. 19. TIONESTA, PA.. WEDNESDAY, SEPT. 1, $1.50 PER ANNUM. RATES OP ADVERTISING. One Square, one Inch, one Insertion. I 1 00 One Fqnare, one Inch, one month 00 Ono Pqinre, one Inch, three months. 0 One Square, one inch, one year 10 Ot Two Square, ono year , II 00 Quarter Column, ono year.... SO 00 Half Column, one year M 00 One Colnmn, one year .........,100 So I-eeal advertisement ten cents rer line eache ertlon. Marriage and death notice, gratia. All bill, for yearly advertiMmente eoTlreted qnar. trrly. Temporary advertUemenu matt be paid Id advance. Job work cah on delivery. - . Mustard plants used to be tho terror nd disgust of (ho California wheat grower. Now thoy are a source of profit. By ingenious mechanical harvesting both crops are gathered separately, and the mustard is worth moro than tho wheat on tho samo Innd. .Alnrge firm of butter manufacturers of Delaware county have, for the last sixteen years, provided tho White House with a special brand of butter at $1 a pound. They still supply President Cleveland's table, but they only get sixty cents n pound. There is a prospect of a scarcity of cod fish balls during the next few months, unless those engaged in cod fishing meet with better success soon. Reports from several large schooners, carrying crews from twelve to twonty-two men each, state that all they have to show for from four to eight weeks' fishing is from 200 to COO quintals each. AT VARIANCE. Through the frost, and the cold, and the pas eion Of winter's desnair: With the earth buriod deep in her shroud, anatne raving Of storm in tbe air: Unheeding the gloom, or the shock of the tempest, Or any wild thing, I sang, and was glad and triumphant; In my hoart it was spring. But now in a white world of blossoms, Wing-haunted and swoct: A wind blowing light o'er tho orchard, and waving Tho gross at ray feet; The song of a bird ovoihead I listen, And look, and am dumb; For lol in my heart of uuroasjn The winter has come. Atlantic Monthly. GRANDMOTHER'S DREAM. BY M. n. HOUSEKEEPER. A Long Branch hotel-keeper is author ity for tho statement that it is possible to hire wardrobui for the season, or rather a week of the season, fourteen frocks with their appurtenances being let (o any young woman who wishes toshi;? on the piazza and beach and in tho hoft1 parlors for seven days. Tho price charged is not high, and the frocks aro good in material and fashionublo in cut, although they are not much more than basted together, in order to permit alter ations when they change wenrors. Cottou-seed oil tho Cultivator says, is the strongest competitor that lard, tallow, oleomargarino and other fats and oils have ever met. As an adulterant of lard, cotton-seed oil has forced tho former down to six and one-half cents per pound in Chicago, the lowest price ever known for bird. It is also largely used in Foap making everywhere, for cooking purposes in the South, nnd as au adulterant of olive oil in France. Cotton-seed oil has evidently come to stay, and is destined to play an important part in tho economy of tho future, and in fixing a lower rango of prices for other fatw jid oils. gays the sarcastic Salt Lake City Tri htne: ''Eastern journals aro much dis tressed nt tho disappearance of tho buf falo. Tho writers of tho lamentations for hot Americanui never saw a buffalo, they never expect to seo one; they have no idea in tho world why tho buffalo should not bo destroyed; they have no possible iuterest in the question; yet they are perpetually regretting tho disappear ance of tho buffalo. It would puzzle thorn to tell anything tho buffalo Ls good for; still loss could they explain hov tho country is to bo inhabited by tho whites and the buffalo remain; all they aro con scious of is a sort of lackless yearning for something, they don't know what, and buffalo strikes their fancy." Captain Lyle, of the United States Ordnance Department, has just returned from Europe, whither he was sent to ex amine the process of manufacturing big guns nnd urmor plates. Ho received a cold sort of courteous attention, and was allowed to look outside of their manu facturing works, but they declined to al low him to investigate tho inside. Tho captain complains bitterly of this dis courteous treatment, because of the great courtesy shown by our government to English and other foreign officers visit ing our works. Minister West addresses a noto to tho War or Navy Department asking permission for officers of his gov crnment to visit our works and arsenals, which is readily given. When our offi cers ask for similar privileges in Europe, especially in England, they are snubbed. Captain Lyle says the only salvation for our. seacoast cities is big guns to prevent ironclads frota coming within rango suf ficient to bombard our cities. There aro now cloven guides appointed to show visitors through tho National Capitol and explain its wonders. No price is fixed for their services, and they leave their fee to the generosity of the visitor, generally receiving u fair com pensation for the long tramp through tho buildiug and 'stereotyped descriptive speeches. 'Many members employ guides to take their constituents over tho build ing, us they have not the time, and cheerfully pay rather than be troubled with tho tiresome task. One of the guides, Benjamin Stewart, of Virginia, was brought up on President Madison's homestead, and has a fund of anecdote about Malison, Monroe, Jefferson and the other magnates of the Old Domin ion. Tho stories told by the guides about Cine of thoso to whom they show the Capitol and its inmates are very amusing. Some of tho haekdrivers who carry btrangers about the city to Arlington and to the Soldiers' Howe are well posted ou the public buildings and history of the tity, ai: I ceive a good many extra tiips" uuoi liose who employ then Nanny Wilton closed the book arm r.nrl been reading, and lying back upon tho iuungc, gazoo rmsivciy upon her grand mother, who sat with her knitting at the open window, en joying the waning li"ht of the summer day. It was a very unusual thing for Nanny to maintain silence when sho was neither reading nor sleeping, but this evening and, indeed, throughout tho whole day, as her grandmother had noticed sho had been silent and meditative beyond her wont, and now, when siio at last spoke, hor remark was. prefaced with a lon"--drawn sigh. "Grandmother, do you think there is any truth in dreams?" . "That depends," replied her grand mother. "If you dream to-night that you go out blackberryitig with Caunon's folk s to-morrow, as I heard you promise Bose Cannon that you would do, I think it very likely your dream will come true." "Oh, I don't menn every-day dreams like that; but strange, uncommon dreams; dreams that make a very deep impres sion on you. Don't you think they are ever sent as warnings ?" "Ccrt:iin!y; a warnings that you bare eaten something for supper which in fu ture you would do better to refrain irom." "No but earnest, grandmother you are only joking now; I should like to know what you think about it." Tho old lady glanced sharply over her spectacles at the inquirer, and there was a momentary pause in the quick, glanc ing needles, as sho replied: J en me iirst, my dear, why vou ask." J Nanny sighed again. "I had such a horrid dream about the home-folks lust night 1 I thought mam ma and I were making up the children's bed, and we came ucross a nest of snake at the foot of it. Mamma was trving to get them out, nnd they were twisting themselves all around her arms and neck" and she could not get them off, nnd I was so frightened 1 couldn't help her. There was lots more of it, but it was all so mixed up that I could not make a straight story of it, if I were to try to tell it; but I woke up crving and feeiino dreadfully. I told Sally about it when I came down, and sho said that it was always considered very unlucky to dream about snakes; that it was a sure sign of trouble. You just can't guess, grand mother, how badly I have been feeling all day. It seemed as though I must eo V . . . . T r l ... uuuiu, uui i was airam you would lauh at me if I told you what I was thinking about." Tears were in Nanny's eyes, and her distressed face left no doubt of the real unhappiuess she was suffering. ou need not have feared that, child. " said the old lady, kindly. "I have not lived this long without learning that iramaginary troubles are almost as hard to bear as real ones. Let us seo if we cun find any causo for this unpleasant dream nearer at hand than your Mxty-mile-dis-tant home. You walked all the way to Oak Grove and back yesterday afternoon. You came home pretty tired, didn't you;" "Yes, indeed; tired and hot and hun gry. Dou't you remember joking me ubout the bL' supper I ate? And limn 1 was so tired, I went to bed as soon as it was dark. I seo what you are aiming at, grandmother. You think there was a physiological reason for inv bad dreams;" "Yes, and I dare say you think so too now. A tired body and overworked stomach will amply account for bad dreams, and if you study the matter a little further, maybo you will be able to account also for the particular form your bad bream took. Have you been talk ing ui icuujujt uoout Knaxes lately. 1'er haps you saw one during your walk yes terday?" J Jv. "I did! I did!" cried Nanny, eagerlv. "Grandmother, you are a real mind reader. We came across a snake lving across the path the other side of Mitch ell's Creek. Wo thought it was a crooked stick till we got close up to it, when it raised its head with a hiss, and glided off into the bushes. I was dreadfully startled, though I knew it was a harm less thing. Herb Cannon wanted to go after it to kill it, but Koe and I would not let him. Of course that accounts for my dream. How silly I have been to al low such a thing to worry me! I don't believe I should have thought so much about it if it hadn't been for what Sally said." 3 "Sally is an excellent cook, but I dou't have much faith in her cabalistic powers," said the old lady, dryly. ".No, of course not," Nanny said, laughing a little, but blushing too. Her face had regained its usual happy se renity, but 6he sat quiet for some time be "ore she spoke again. "You are very old, grandmother; sixty-five, aren't you? A whole half -century older than I am. You must be able to remember back nearly sixty years. Now, honest, haven't vou ever.in all that Mm had a dream that was really prophetic? One that affected in any way your actual me, you Know!" Tho old lady's face had grown thought ful; a dreamy, far-away look cam into ner eyes , and though tho knitting-needles did not cease their click, their mo tion naa grown slower and more me chanical. "Well, yes." she said at last. hair... luetantly, "I did havo a very singular urcam once, ana one which had, as you suggest, considerable effect upon my real life. I have half a mind to tell you about it, but you must not let it make you superstitious, for remember, that in all my long life's experience, this is ab solutely tho only dream I have ever had winch was followed by any effect what ever." Th ere was another mcditntivn nauan and then tho old lady bczan: "You remember, my dear, that I am a twin; I have often talked to you about uossie, my twin sister, tho pair of us were so much alike that strangers could ieu us apart, Dut loiks well ac quainted with us could tell which was Bessie and which was Kate as soon as wn spoke, for she was much livelier and sprightlier than I was. '.Mother was very proud of the like ness between us, and always dressed us alike and kept us together, so that earn seemed to the other like a second self. and we hardly had a thought th fit Wfl did not share. Until we were fifteen veara nld ta had never been sen:irated more than on hour or two at a time in our lives, but about that time - the last of June it was. believe there came a letter from a cousin of father's, who lived in tho mountainous country cast of Pittsburg inviting Bees and me to come and spend our vacation with her. "Our home was in Philadelphia, which was a good big city even so long as half century ago, and father and mother were desirous to have us mako tho visit, which thoy thought would bo a benefit as well as a pleasure to us, for we were growing fast and were not strong. "It happened, however, that onlv a few days before wo got the letter, mother had had a fall going down cellar, and uw ibiu up witu a DroKen limb. We were the oldest srirls of the fam. ly, and there were several little one, an that, even if mother had been well, it woum nave Deen hard tor her to have spared us both for a long visit. As mat ters stood, it was just impossible. "After a great deal of talk and de bate, it vrnstaf last decided that we should tnke our visits separately; that I should go tirst, and stay a month, and that when I came home, Bessie should go and stay tho other month. Mother did not like the plan any better than we rrirU HlH I overheard her and father discussing it, and mother was actually crying when she said : 'I believe the children will die if they are separated, and I nm sure the trip will do them no good if they don't go rogeiuer. "Father laughed at her, and said Bes sie nnd Kate were two individuals, and uoi iiouuy oi maKing us only one had gone far enough, and that he thought the present arrangemeut a good one, if only to teach us that we could live in dependent existences. I suppose mother mougnt no was right, for after that our scpaiate trips were decided on, and mother was careful to say nothing that coum mane us ieei worse about the sep aration than we d.'d naturally. "It took a long day to accomplish the journey, rainer put me on tho cars, in the care of tho conductor, at six o'clock in the morning, and I did not get off of them until two in the afternoon. I was met at the railway station by Cousin John in his own carriage, and we had a nde of twenty miles, up hill and down hill, before we got to his house at Hill side in time for supper. "Everybody was kind, but I was tired, and, in consequence, homesick. Cousin Susan seemed to understand just how I felt, and after a good deal of petting and a nice supper, acted on my own secret wishes by saying that she "was going to send mo right uway to bed. "Mio put me into the cleanest, pret tiest, little white curtained room I had evcrse"en; tho sheets, pillowcases and towels all MiieMed of rose-leaves and lav ender; nnd when she had s-en me safely curled away in the big feather-bed, she kissed me hea -tily, nn-.l left me feeling quite happy. But I was too tired to sleep well, nnd if I had not been, the feather-lied would have made me rest less, for I had never slept on one be fore. "I tossed and turned and dozed brok rnly the whole long night, and through all those hours of half-consciousness, Bessie was with me as she ImH h every previous night of my existence; and she was crying and moaning all tho time and so was I. too. I suppose. "Jt was all nice and pleasant when morning came, however, and I soon for got my uncomfortable night in the novelty and kindness that surrounded me. My enterta'ners were middle-aged folks, childless and well-off, an 1 seeme I very glad to havo mo with them. They were both laying out all kinds of plans for my cntertaiument, and I think if Bessie had been with me. I thould have been perfectly happy; even without her I managed to pas a very p'easaut day, ri ling aroun I with Cousin John, and gathering flowers on the hillsides. "I went t bed that night in good spirits, and just healthily tired ; but the feather-bed made me restless, and with the restlessness came back the un om fortable sensations of the preceding night. Again I imagined Bessie was bt side me iu the bed, but idways crying and moaning, and seeming iu some mys terious trouble. Toward morning, 1 at Inst dropped off into a sound sleep, i n I then it was that my strange dream came to me. 1 still heard Bessio crying, but it seemed now as though she were at home and calling me to come to her, and in my dream I thought I had started' to do so; the journey was wonderfully real. I went through the carriage-ride, the wait at the station, and the long railroad jour ney afterward,! exactly as if it was real lifo; there were endless stoppages and delays all the timo that worried me dreadfully, but I got to Philadelphia at last. "It seemed to be just coming on dusk, nnd I was alone, but our homo was not very far from the station, and I knew my way very well. "I thought I reached tho houso and found the front door standi n(T onpn though no ono was to be seen inside or out, and 1 entered without knocking or ringing. Then it seemed as though I were at the door of mother's room, though I don't remember going up stairs; there I saw mother bending over tho bed, cry ing and sobbing and making strange, wild motions of cricf. and on the hnl stretched out as though she were lifeless, was Bessie. "I could not tret a sten further tlinn the door, though it seemed as if I were straining every nerve to go to her; and while I was in this state of distress, I saw Bessie rise nn alnwlv 5 open her eyes and hold out her hands, sayipg in a strange, muffled voice, 'Come, iaue, comer and then L woke up. "I woke UP nt once, nnd entirelv! T knew exactly where I was. nnd Mint nil I had gone through with had been a dream. It was light, though the sun had not yet risen. I sprang out of bed nnd dressed myself as fast as my trem bling hands could accomplish the task. imuout anv reasoning or conscious mental action, I had made up my mind to go home as fast as I could get there; I felt absolutely certain that I had received a mysterious summons which, if I did not obey, I should never see Bessio nrrnin alive. I hurried down stairs and sur prised my cousins, who. earlv risers as they usually were, had themselves but just left their room. "I told them of my strange dream and of my desire to go home at once; of course they were astonished and hurt, and at last actually angry, but nothing they could say made any impression upon me. I was as uncontrollable as an insane pei son, and at last Cousin Susan said: 'lou 11 have to take her, John; she will fret herself into a fever if you don't;' and poor Cousin John, seeing no other way to quiet me, departed to make ready for the journey, muttering as he went out that he would never ask other people's children to come and visit him again. "Cousin Susan was kind to the last, and seemed to have some sympathy with my forebodings; but Cousin John said it was all childish folly, and was cross and glum through all our long ride together; and after seeing me safely on tho train, nnd receiving the conductor's promise to land me safely in Philadelphia, took leave of me with a very brief andcrusty good by. The impression my dream bad made l'uu mo uonuiiucu suarp ana vivid as ever through the whole journey; all the time i saw Deiore me liessie's white face, aud heard the strange, mutlled call, 'Come, Katie, come." All that I had ever heard oread of the mysterious con nection betweoa twins and that was not a little, for it had been a subject of great interest to our mother as well as ourselves came back to mv mind durinsr those weary, anxious hours of travel. "I had read of instances where twins had died when separated, and I seemed to havo an instinctive certainty that ours was a case of the same nature; my only hope was that the warning dream had been sent in timo to prevent a fatal cat nstrof hef and that by my rapid return I might reach homo before it was too late to remedy the evil. Of one thing I felt sure; if I foA Bessio dead. I should die. too. But sho was not dead slin could not be else why should I still so plainly hear in my mind the cry of 'Come, Katie, come!' "The eveninfr f tho lonir Juno dav was closing around me when my iournev came to an end, and I stood once more in the streets of my native city. My luggage, the conductor had assured me, would be kept safely until called for. so there was nothing to hinder mo from set ting out at onee ifor home. It was a lit tle later than the hour of my arrival had seemed in my dream, otherwise nil my experience was the same; the weariness. the trouble, the mental confusion, all were repeated, and hs I sped along the well known streets, I seemed ta be liv ing my vivid dream over ngain. "I reached our house, and. with mv heart batiug almost to suffoc ation, I saw that the door was standing open. My dream still verified! I darted in, and I mounted tho stairs and rushed into mother's room. "No one was there but mother, who was lying on her lounge, a cripple, as I had left her. " 'You have got home, Bess, have you'f' said she; 'I did not hear you ring.' " 'It is not JSess, mamma; it is I Katie. Where is Bess where is she?' I gasped; L it before mother could get her wits BUiueienuy collected to answer the question, Boss answered it for herself by uouucing up uio Kiairs anu inio the room in even more than her hcad-over-heels fashion, crying: 'Oh, mamma! we havo had such u splended day papa and me! if only you and Katie could have been with us!' "Then father came in, and the girl with the lamp, and you may imagine, if you can, the noisy and exciting scene that followed. I crying, Bess laughing, father scolding, and mother doing her bst to quiet all of us and find cut what my unexpected appearance meant." "And your sister Bessie was not dead, and had not even been sick?" cried Nanny, breathlessly; and her grand mother replied : "Not at all ; Bessie was not nearly so hysterical and imaginative a girl as I was. She couldn't be homesick, because she was at home; and to keep her from feeling lonesome and missing mo too much, father was giving her as good a time as he could. He had taken her on nn excursion up the Delaware that day, and I don't suppose she had had a gloomy moment since I had left her." "But you said your dream had had a gre.it effect upon your life?" "I think it had. I never saw either Cousin John or his wife again; they both died within tho next ten years, leaving all they possessed to tho family of an other cousin. I think it was very likely as laincraitcrwardsaid, my foolish faith in a dream cost both Bess and my self a nice little legacy. "I'.cssie lived to be fiftv. nnd a rrrand. mother, and though her death was a great sorrow to me, I have survived it httcen years, as you see and hope still to spend some happy, cheerful years before tho Good Father summons 'me to jok ber." Youth' t Cwnmnwri. Ahead of Bullets. Colonel Bob Leech, says in tho Avian nw Traveler: "I don't know how fast an engine can travel, but I give you an idea of how fast one did go. During tho war I ran a scouting engine for the Confed erate Government. It was my duty to carry a telegraph operator, who, at dif ferent points, would cut the wires and send dispatches. We were running at a rapid rate one day, when, upon rounding i a curve, I saw a thousand gun barrels blaze in the sunlight. I also saw that a number of cross-ties had been piled on the track. To stop in time was an im possibility, to go on seemed certain death, for if we escaped being killed by the wrecking of the engine we would bo shot to death, for wo wero regarded as spies. I decided in a second what to do. Telling my companion to lie down in tho tender, I seized the throttle, and in loco- niuLivc jmnunee inrew ner wide open ihe engine jumped like a rabbit. I threw myself liat in the tender, expect ing every second to be hurled to an awful death. Bang, bang, bang! went the guns. Then all was silent save the whir, whir of the wheels. Could it be possible that the engine had knocked off the ob structions? I aroso and losked out. We had passed the enemy and scattered tho ties. My companion, as much astonished ns myself, got up. I looked back, and just above the tender I saw what I took to be a swarm of big black flies. I reached out nnd took hold of one. Gra cious I I then dicovered what they were. They were a shower of bullets that tho enemy had fired after us. Well, we ran along at this rale until the bullets all fell behind." The gentlemen looked at ono another, but no one disputed tho state ment. WASHING THE DISHES. fibe stood upon a shady porch Before a milk-white table, And o'er her head a rose-vine wreathed The brown old fashioned gable, A pretty cotton gown she wore. With sleeves rolled up, displaying 1 er lovely arms, and on the breeze Hor curls were lightly straying. This side a cage of song-birds hung, And that a glolie of fishes, And butterflies flew in and out, And hovered lovingly about The maid that washed tbe dishes. At first she dreamed not I was near, And never ceased her singing, While through the shining bubbles fast Her dainty mop went swinging. But soon she spied me, and I heard A little rill of laughter. And straight my heart sprang to her side, And I sprang quickly after. And in a moment more I'd told My love, my hopes, my wishes, And marked her bright eyes brighter grow ; And then 4vork must be done, yon know She washed, I wiped, the dishes. Margaret Eytinge, in Bazar HUMOR OF THE DAT. Struck by a Meteor. A ,. a i-uiiospuiiucm writes: "as a gen ii. , ii i ... iiiuiiiu, u weu-Kuown puouc oiuciaJ, was passing from St. James's Park into Pall Mall by the garden wall of Marlborough House, on Saturday last, at 4 :4.3 in tho afternoon, he suddenly received on the right shoulder a violent blow, accom panied by a loud crackling noise, which caused him great pain and to stumble forward as he walked. On recovering his footing, and turning round to see who had so unceremoniously struck him, be found that there was no one the pave ment but himself and the policeman on duty at the park end of it. On reach ing home tho shoulder was submitted to examination, but nothing was at first discovered to iiccount for tho pain in it. But in a little while the servant who had taken away the coat to brush brought it back to point out that over the right shoulder the nap was pressed down flat in a long, straight line, exactly as if a hot wire had been sharply drawn across the cloth. The accident is tliprefnrn r. plained as having been caused by the ex plosion of a minute falling star or meteor. It is an iinnrnrpdmitml nrl most interesting occurrence, and de serves, I think, to bo placed on public r..pnr,l ...,. T'.... ... 4 A good place to loaf The bake-shop. Are you tired of your engagement? Chew onions. Siftlngt.. , We may not like hotel-keepets, but we have to put p with them. - Some parts of Arkansaw are so dry that tho water is dusty. Arlanmu) Trans tier. After all, this world is a dangerous plate very few get out of it alive St. Paul Herald. liussia claims that the Turks have no legal rights in Europe, as they are all j squatters. Life, The Labor Question "Henry, ore you going to get up and make the fire?" Xorrtttoicn lleratd. "Carpets will be lower than ever," says an advertiser. Going to put them down cellar next winter? Call. It is curious about yachts. Everybody seems to like them, and yet everybody insists that they must go. Burlington Vt.) Free Press. 'He lives above his station" Was what the people said. And true he was the depot man, ' And lived up over head. J"mA-er Gazette, "Ihez bin movin' 'round on topdis yairth moas' eighty y'ars now, an' it am my solemn belief dut de pusson who pays de least attenshun to de weather enjoys life thirty per cent, de best." Brother Gardner. The man whose head was bald lost year, Who swore about the flies, Now of these insects has no fear And their attacks delies; For their assaults cares not a fig. Because this year he wears a wig. Boston Courier, A couple of visitors from a rural dis trict in the House gallery were trying to pick out their Congressman on the floor. "I can't distinguish him, "said one, after a hopeless visual observation. "Of course not," was tho honest reply; "he can't even distinguish himself." Washington Critic. A Barometer. A kiss is nn unfailing barometer. The initiated can tell "the signs of the times" invariably. It is a 'tuvo indication of a cold wave if the youua' lady's best beau tells her her kisses arc ever so much svveeter than tho girl's aeross tho way. There is suro to be a etrm if the youn woman's father catches him in the a t. There will be heavy clouds in the sky if, when he is jusc ubout to kiss her, he stops short aud asks her ' how's her mother?" The rule is just as sura when the fi'trl has been eating onions. If he puts his arms nroim 1 her like a bear and almost smothers her when ho kisses her, they ore not unrricd. If ho comes up with his hands in his pockets and gives her a ta-teless sn nek, the probabilities are thst they arc. Alter a 1, wh it would a girl be with out lips? She might bo blind, and y t be beautiful. She might be bald, and vet wear some other woman's hair. Lut if sho had no lips lifo would be a de ert drear. Ah, it is woman's lips that try men's souls! CiLago Leda The itjo Ledij, The Picnic. picnic is an ancient institution but it has reached its fiill-blon maturity on American soil. With all its big bug's and little bugs and red bugs Hudhum bugs it conies to us like water iu a thirsty laud, like a benediction of rest to the weary. It is better than tho bull with its full dress and its flirting, niuid lamps above and laughter below. It is better than the religious festival s common in the great cities of the North, when a man is robbed to tho sound of sacred music and eats oysters for charity at a dollar a dozen. LUitmlus (('.) r.'n- iUirer-.Sun. An Italian chemist has invente. 1 h .,1,,,.. phoreseent priutinf' ink. New..,,.,..., priuted with it can bo read in the dark. ' Hogs' Bristles and Hair. After the hosrs are killed in the creat slaughter houses of Chicago, they are dropped into a cistern of boiling water, where the hide is thoroughly scalded. A machine then scrapes the hair and bristles off before tho meat is cut. The hair and bristles aro then separated, the bristles dropping out readily on account of their stiffness. They are taken to the roofs of the houses and spread out to be dried by the suu. The hair is then loaded on wagons, and taken out to the field prepared for the purpose and dumped. There the men with rakes begin their work of garden ing. They spread the hair in layers as thin and even as space will permit, shak ing it uj to allow the hair to pass through and to dry it thoroughly. Whatever foreign matter, such as pieces of hido or dirt, may be in the hair, generally drops out when it is dry and is shaken well with the rakes. When the hair is dry it is taken back to the lacking house and put into a steam pre-s that makes compact bales of comparatively small si'e. It is then sold to the wholesale hair dealers by weight. A single packing house in Chicago seacU out ten or twelve wagon loads to tho hair fields every day in summer. About one pound of hair is taken from every hog, and that is seven-eighths hair and one-eighths bristles. There wero killed nnd packed in all tho packing-houses of Chicago, during tho year ending March J, 10, nearly o, 000, 000 hogs, yielding nearly S.-'SOO tons of hair and bristles. Some of the packing houses have ma chines to curl and comb tho hair before selling it. .Most of the houses, however, leave those processes to the hair dealers. The hair is used principally for the up holsteriug of furniture. It was sold last year by tho packers nt four cents a pound wholesale, but is now sold at five cents a pound. The bristles sell at from fifteen to eighteen cents a pound. The population of Brooklyn by the Federal census of 1 8H0 was about i6j,663. Tho compilers of tho new directory oi that city, just published (which contains IT.", 701 names), estimate that the present population is 7(iH,07.) nn increase of .'01,-lia in le-s than six years. It is estimated that there are no less than lifty colored )ieo)'ie in Philadelphia worth more thin iflU.OUO. Half of thi number are worth over $'.'0,000, and at least fi. teen of them nre worth :'0,CO(), while one is nod to be the possessor of f-jrjO.OiiO. Five sn ikes were killed in the top of -palmetto trje, at Crescent City, Fix
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