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VOL. XX. FO. 27. TIONESTA, PA., WEDNESDAY, NOVEMBER 2, 1887. Sl.50 PER ANNUM.
Carl Bclmrr. says of newspaper men
that they "arc tho guardians of truth ami
personal liberty." This, the New York
World remarks, it tho host thing Mr.
Scliurz ever said.
Tim Ho'ston (Untie has discovered that
In ix Eastern State there are now living
11,500 people more than eighty yonis of
age. In tho aggregate these long lived
"down-ousters" havo lived nioro than
250,000 years.
Kven tho nationality of fhakcspcnro
does not nppenr to lie safe, in these days
of fantastic apeeulalion. A Frenchman
is said to bo writing a book which will
show that the bun! of Avon was of French
descent, and his name win originally
Tuques Pierre, or, in plain English, John
fetor.
A correspondent or tho Phjicflelphln
Korth Anuri an calls attention to the fact
that Franklin' grave, at Fifth nix Arch
street, is in a neglected condition. He
suggests tho propriety of putting it in
proper shape, tho nioro particularly as
Dr. Franklin was a delegate to tho Con
titulioual Convention in 1787.
Canada is asked to grant an annual
subsidy of $200,000 for fifty years in aid
cf tho. projmsed subway connecting
Prince Edward Island with tho main
land, tho first cost being estimated at
f.1,000,000. Tho tunnel is to be seven
or eight miles long, and, doubtless, will
cost more than the original figure.
Thomas A. Edison, the famous invent
or, may spend tho winter in California.
IUs reported that ho will build a wintei
holms at Thcrmnlito, Hutte, County, Cal.,
and erect a fine laboratory. For several
years ho has been experimenting with
specimens of tho black sand deposit
found in that country, endeavoring to
extinct gold therefrom.
Professor F. E. Iloynton says in tin
Poiidor Meuee Monthly that a region ol
country twenty miles in diameter, where
North Carolina, South Carolina and
Georgia come together, 'contains more
ink-resting and rare plants than can be
found in any spot in tho United states
occupying tho samo area." lie calls th
district "a botanical bonanza."
AHirmingham (Conn.) electrician hasu
new rat-trap, which, it is said, works
; admirably. JJe attaches a piece of meat
'. to one pole of a dynamo machine, which
can only bo reached by tho rat by stand
ing on a pinto which serves as tho othei
pole. Keport says tliHt no rat has yet
got the meat, but mnny have reached foi
it, and the inventor is rewarded for his
ingenuity by a liro, collection of dead
rats. "a
, At a recent im l ing held In Alexandria,
Virginia, further the project to build
.. T graud avenue from Washington to
( Mount Vernon, it was explained that tho
proposed avenue would run . for two
V mill's through the Arlington property,
mid that it was cxpcete.r-Jhat the Govern-
ment Would construct at least that
portion. The various states would be
asked to send trees to be planted in tho
parking alonjj tho borders of Mount
Vernon avenue, and it is limuwl i..,i ti.
m hirfTen original Stales would lo snlti
.cieutly interested to place in life form,
. in hromte or marble, tho signers of tho
Declaration or Indcnondcncn
"A .jjcwspapcr in Illinois recently
brugTituit against forty-three men who
would not pay their subscription, and
, .'.obtained judgment in each for full
amount 'of tin? claim. Of these, twenty
eight meii inndo affidavits that they owned
no more property than the law allowed
them, thus preventing attachment. Then
tlmy, under tlie de. isiorT of thu Supremo
Court, were arrested" for petty larceny,
ami bound over in tho sum of 300 each.
. All but six gave bonds, while six went
Jo juil. It makes no difference to, what
part of the continent the paper cocs. a
bill sent to the Postmaster, Justico of
thcmPeaco or any Vuitcd States officer
enu. becilot'ted. ' '
"
"The I nited States not only continue
their work of feeding the rest of tho
.world they stiWily increase the amount
. it that work,' says the Philadelphia
j Tthtjroyh. LWor.the ten months ending
Ajigust. ill tVcSApirfts of beef and pork
.. exceeded by $,(100,000 tho cxjnrtj of
the same kind in thf same period in lss.
' ThVot"l ll5,5OO,Ol0 or a ratio Of
ov.-r .11,000,0110 a year. The wonder of
T-alhis tl is beyond parallel, and it may
well claim a p iafekg thought in these
lie, of reJctioti upon the greatness, Ou;
growth and the iVjiitiitable future cf tfu j
republic. Iforo it-Rlc contribution nf'the
CniNjrstales t.ff ! tlinner table of the
.ldfo
nm.ua.
worl'f ionlv tv viii-loa i.f r.u.,i ...,.. ,
;uini:ou. All
r meals lliuu beef and
pork, co to
Iheiormoiis total, us
mils uiwl vegetables.
do breads tuffs.
canned goods, -cry? We not only feed
ourselves more no. and amply
than any other petsalro fed, but w
-el these hiindrcilnfjjjion worth of
food ycurly to. tluj UMs of other nn.
lions. No country docs such t
work, nor iu all h'storyjius iiccn done,
Who could possibly have Arlold such
a la c. surpassing any AiSiiau Niohl
niaivel, 100 years uj,o?" k
SONO.
Oo not, O perfoct Pay I
O Pay o beautiful, so golden-bright.
A llttlo longpr stay I
Soon in thy western wliulow fade tlia light;
Soon comes tho Night!
Delay!
Oo not, O perfect Pay!
Oo not, dear Life, away!
Poor Ltn, one's cheerful friend and gueet of.
A little longer stay I
Boon wilt thou steal from us, and shut the
door, v
And come no morel
Delay!
Oonnt, dnnr Lite, away I
Robert Trotvbridg', in Lippincott's.
BOTH MISTAKEN.
"Coming out to Roscdcnc this after
noon, .lack?" Mr. Dal ton said, as he
passed throught tho oflice where several
young men wero busy writing. '-I
think Agnes said something alwut ex
pecting you 1"
"ThatJt you, sir," Jack Hardy said,
throwing down his pen with alacrity.
"I promised to bring Agnes somo books.
I'll bo n ady in a moment."
"Very tiood." And Mr Dnlton took
up a handful of letters, glanced at them
carelessly, threw some to Michael Ainger,
tho chief clerk, and put the others, un
opened, into his pockets, while Jack ran
his fingers through hit crisp curls, and
turned down his cuffs, as tho only pos
sible improvement to his toilet.
Mr. Dalton was a tall, portly, genial
gentleman, with a rosy face, cheery
voice and kindly smile. He was the
principal lawyer in Westwood, a flour
ishing country town ; he was an estate
agent, too, and was altogether a highly
prosperous and respected gentleman.
1'here was a traditional Mr. Driver, the
head of the firm, but as no one ever saw
him no one thought much about him,
except, perhaps, Michael Ainger, who
knew that ho was a very unpleasant
reality.
Mr. Dalton was a widower, with one
daughter, Agnes, who kept his house,
and Jack Hardy was a distant cousin,
whom the lawyer had brought up from
childhood, and placed in his office, with
every prospect of succeeding to the old
established and lucrative business. Jack
was shy, and somewhat awkward. He
was plain-looking, too, save for his frank,
honest blue eyes, and crisp brown hair;
but he was clever and ambitious, patient
and pains-taking in the o Mice, and en
tirely devoted to his master. Everyone
liked Jack Hardy; even dumb animals
understood how good and gentle he was;
and all the other clerks in the otliee im
posed on him in n way that proved how
much faith they had in his patience and
generosity. .No one envied him for
Ittiiig such a favorite with his master,
for his interest was exerted on behalf of
others rather thun himself. Nor did tho
clerks resent his being bo much at Hose
dene; in all probability he would be one
day master there. Only Mich iul Ainger
thought seriously about the matter; and
he often wondered how it would all end
for poor Jack, who was quite capable of
falling desperately in lovo with Agnes
Dalton, though in no way calculated to
win her love in return.
"My hope is .Miss Agnes," theold clerk
aid, as ho w atched his master and Jack
ttrivo awuy that sunny afternoon. "Slie'a
too good and wise to encourage the lad
in folly, or allow him to delude himself;
but I wish the master would open his
eyes, and seo that they're not children
any longer." lie had been cutting open
the letters before him, and glancing at
their contents mechanically. Suddenly
ho started, and a look of 'trouble came
into his eyes, which increased as he re
read tho letter, and then put it in his
pocket. "Past post time," he said,
glancing at tho clock; "nothing to bo
done to-day ; and Mr. Dalton must see to
tho matter himself on Monday. It's gone
ucyouu my management.
Meantime Mr. Dalton and .Tuck were
driving along the beautiful shady road
leading to Hoscdeno. "It's good to get
home,'1 the lawyer said, with a deep sigh
of satisfaction, as ho drove up tho well
rollcd drive. "There arc not many pret
tier spots than Hosedonc."
Javk thought there was no place to be
compared to it, especially when Agnes
stood on the steps smiling a welcome.
She was not in sight that afternoon, hut
Jack knew where to look for her.
Taking the books, he crossed the
jawn with a light, firm step, smil
ing unconsciously in very gladness
t( heurt, because the world was
so beautiful and every one so kind. "I'll
find her either in the summer house or
the wo d, ' lie siid aloud f b :t the sum
mer house was dn-crted. "All t! e befer;
we shall have the longer walk back," he
mused, as he cros cd a mc. ilow, and
entered a snnll, thickly plantel c p-.
generally spoken of as "ihe Wood " It '
was Agnes llaltou s favorite retreat when
sho, wanted to real and think; no one
ever accompanied her there except Jo,
her favorite dog, or followed her exceot
Cousin Jack, who was privileged to go
where he liked, and do ai he liked, ut j
Kosecleno. After a few minutes he found i
ki u a uej-n y tfuiiiv lonier Hie
shelter of the trees, ubsorhed in n book.
She had thrown off her hat aud laid anide
her sunshade; the light fell on her soft,
fair hair, turning it to gold, aud irradi
ated her calm, sweel face; her white
dress gleamed amid the'cool, tall ferns,
audjhere was a most impressive air of
rest aud stillness all round, with a subtle
odor of Uowcrs and a drow sy hum of in
sect life, Juck gazed for a few minutes
through an opening in the tall trees, and
his heart seemed to stand still. Amies
looked so calm, so beautiful, so like an J
angel, with tk' sunshine making a golden
glory about her, that he was frightened
at bis own presumption in loving her;
and yet, how could he help it? She was
so kind and gracious, unci tender and
pitiful. All a man's lififight I e well
spent iu loving her, all his nature eu
nobkd, even if he was never fortunate
enough to win unylhing in return.
With a very unusual humility, Jack
drew near, .lo blinked his great brown
eyes, and waggc 1 It is tail lazily, but
Agnes never looked up; uud in that one
minute Jack somehow ie!t that she was
further from li i in, more out of his reach,
more sacred than she hud eier seemed
before. At lust he made a slight uoise
by treading down a bramble, and Agnes
looked up with a smile of wia ome.
"Home so soon. Jack?" she said, with
smilo. "I thought it was quit early
in tho afternoon I"
Jack's heart sank lower; she evidently
did not miss him, nor even expect him,
though ho had promised to come, and
hnd been looking forward to the visit all
the week. Ho had also been making up
his mind what ho would say to Agnes on
that particular occasion; but now, though
tho place and timo was, most propitious,
there was something in her face that dls
cournged him; sho looked so calm and
sweet and unconscious of her own beauty;
she was so tender-hearted, that Jack
tender-hearted, too, and supremely unself
fish found himself wondering how he
could dare to trouble her, or disturb
tho perfect, even calm of her
life. If she accepted him it,
would bo a break, and something of a
wrench, for Agnes was devotedly at
tached to her father. If sho refused him,
ho could not help feeling, even in the
midst of his own uncertainty, that it
would give her pain, and upset all their
lilcasant intimacy, and yet Jack felt that
ho must know his fate " put it to the
touch" without any further delay.
" You were expecting me, Agnes f " he
said, throwing himself on the moss nt her
feet ; and there was so much earnestness
and entreaty in his voieo that Agnes
looked at him attentively. " You knew
I would come to-day t""
"I don't know that I thought much
about it, Jack ; you often do come on a
Saturday 1 "
" I promised to bring you some
books "
"And you generally keen your prom
ises, like a good boy. What have you
brought me to-day ? "
"I don't know never mind; I want
to talk to you Agnes I have something
very particular to say to you but I don't
know how to begin "
" Don't begin, then," she interrupted,
with a swift divination of his meaning.
" Don't, Jack," nnd she laid her hand
caressingly on his arm. "We have been
such friends always 1 "
"Can't wo be anything more, Agnes?'
he said, taking her hand. "You know
that I love you havo loved you and will
love you always. Friends we must al
ways be. But can't you say one word?
I love you so !"
"It "is impossible! Oh I dear Jack, I
am so sorry. I never thought of this."
"And I havo never thought of any
thing else," Jack replied, with a little
smile. "I know you are too good and
kind to send me away hopeless if there
were any hope."
"There is none, Jack."
"Then I can only pray for your happi
ness, Agues, and say good-bye."
"Ohl that need not be, surely. You
will soon forget this." Agnes "replied.
"And," she added, with a sudden blush,
that gave tho last charm to her' sweet,
thoughtful face "aud, Jack, I think I
shall be happy."
"Thank Heaven for that!" ho said,
earnestly. "It is tho dearest, tho o.ily
wish of my heart. Ah ! I sec that is, I
think I understand," and his lips trem
bled. "If I am right, there is indeed no
hope; it only remains for me once more
to pray more fervently thau ever,
'Heaven bless and keep you always,' and
say good bye in real euruest."
"Oh! not that, Jack! surely not that!
You are my oldest friend my cousin
almost my brother."
"Were I your very brother. Philin
I Wynne would brook no rival in your
; affection," Jack said, with a strange
hardness in his voice. "I must go, dear.
It is best "
"llest for you, aud best for me! Hut
you will come back some day when you
have learned to forget," Agnes said,
gently.
"If I never come back till then, I'll
never come back at all!" Jack cried,
dashing away a tear with the back of
his baud. Ho was very boyish, despite
his mnnly heart. "Hut if ever I hear or
think you want me, I will como without
a moment's delay, even if it be from the
very uttermost ends of the earth !"
And without another word Jack
turned away; for in truth he could not
trust his voice any further. Ho longed
to be alone; alone with his sorrow, his
awful sense of loneliness; alone to look
at his trouble; try to renlizc the magni
tudgo of it, and consider whether he
could fight it out manfully, with any
chance of getting the better of it.
"Poor Jack I" Agnes murmured, as she
watched him disappear with tear dimmed
eyes. "Poor, faithful, kind hearted
boy ! I never dreamed of such an end to
our friendship. And yet, if I had not
been so selfishly wrapped up in my own )
happiness I might have seen, I might !
have known. Hut he is only a boy; he
will soon forget."
Hut even as she uttered the words,
something told her that, boy though he
was,-Jack Hardy would not forget.
For a long time after he left Agnes sat 1
on the mossy bank, thinking deeply, it I
had been a trying day for her, and the
deep, solemn silence and the fading light I
were toothing to her over-strung nerves, i
Only a short hour before Jack fouud hei
in the wood, Philip V'ynno had asked !
her to be his wife, uud' after deep and
painful consideration she consented; but j
though the temptation was threefold
it was a naru task to make up tier mind,
She loved him, she believed he loved her,
and he hud persuaded her, not ulto- j
,r,.tlii. u...i;..L I.., ...Ill 1... I 1
...v. uiiiu.-,i uci win, iiinb no nretieu :
icr; that sho had led him into better '
ways, and that, to hell) him anil stremrth-
en him in tho right path, ho must have
he
it sne lulled luiu. lie would become
again the restless, aimless wanderer
he had been, or perhaps drift into some
thing worse. So reluctantly, because
the thought of leaving her father was
terrible; yet gladly, because she thought
she had miined an influence over his
wild, unsettled life, that sho hud the
power to keep him out of temptation
she consented.
Of Philip Wynne's early life Agnes
knew nothing. He had been away from
home ever since bovhood. and the old
.minor nun oeen snut up. In his futher's i
time, the family had been in difficulties, "That is Philip Wynne's handwrit
but it was said that during Philip's ing," he said. "Ho is the cause of all our
minority matters got right. The trouble He was the evil genius of
property was carefully looked after, tho j Driver, Now he is the sharer of his
so,,., ,,-,ii, urn sun me j
v. mum mi ii u was a
middle-aged niuu with a cold, dark face,
nun n inner, cynical manner. ?o one
liked him; all sorts of tales aud rumors
were freely circulated, but, though every
gossip conjectured, no one knew cither
wheie or how he hud spent twenty years
of his life. Agnes Dulion never troubled
herself about the mailer. She found him
all her girlish fancy painted, all that a
hero and lover should be : grnve, silent,
earnest; with alow, soft Voice, and
eloquent dark eyes; wise, in all mere
worldly learning and culture, and with a
suppressed force, or passion, or earnest
ness sho could hardly define tho thing
to herself but a something thnt set him
apart from other men, from the first.
It was an easy matter for him to win
her heart, for alt the possibilities she
suw In him were for good, nnd ho was
nn assiduous wooer; but she did not so
ensily consent to show her love, much
less confess it. Hut, having once done
so, he pressed for a speedy marriage,
and he said he would speak to Mr. Dal
ton, on whom everything depended, that
very evening; for Agnes would never
marry without her fat hei's consent, and
somehow Mr. Dalton did not very much
admire Phillip Wynne, though he was a
good deal at Hoscdcnc. Had ho thought
of suitors for his daughter's hand, which
he never had, Jack Hardy would hnve
been much more acceptable. He was
therefore much surprised when Mr.
Wynne laid his proposals before him
that evening after dinner. He would
even have objet tcd-tfor his instinctive
dislike and distrust of the man were
strong at that moment but for two
things. Philip spoke with quiet cer
tainty of having won Asrncs's love, aud
Mr. Dalton hnd received a telegram from
his senior partner, Mr. Driver, that dis
quieted him very much. Ho could
not understand it, but none the
less he experienced a strange sense
of uneasiness, especially as he
knew that things had been ,la
little wrong" with his partner for some
time. So lie accepted Mr. Wayne's pro
posals, not with enthusiasm, but still
with tolerably good grace, and even con
sented to an early date being fixed for
the weddiug. An hour later, when he
saw his daughter's radiant, blushing face,
and the deep tender light in her eyes
whenever they rested on her lover, all
his scruples vanished, and ho was even
cordial to Philip Wynne; the child evi
dently loved him, so there was no more
to bo said.
That was Saturday and the Sunday
following seemed to Agnes Dalton the
most perfectly beautiful day of her life.
Philip came over to Posdeue c irly, nnd
they walked to church together through
the shady lanes and shining fields. He
did not utter one word of love Agnes
often remembered that nor did he rnil
at tho usclessness of thing', and the
helplessness of mnn; nor did he even
smile when Agnes said thnt every day, if
we liked, we could all do something to
lessen the sense of human sufferings and
misery.
"We will try together, Agnes," ho
said, looking nt her tenderly. "Hith
erto I fear I have done more to increase
rather than diminish the sum of human
woe but you will help me!"
"Heaven helping me," she said softly.
Thnt was Sunday. Ou Monday after
uoon, while Agnes Dalton sat in her fa
vorite -hady nook waiting for the coming
of her lover, sho was startled by an un
familiar step on the mossy slope, nnd,
looking up, saw Michael Ainger.
"My father what is it?" sho cried,
divining something was wrong. "Tell
me, Michael !''
"It's hard to tell. Miss Acmes: but vou
aro brave and strong, and know where
to loon tor help in time of need."
"My father, Michael? My father?"
"He's broken, miss, but alive. Driver
uanon nas gono to smash. .Driver
has csenned. and Dnlton is left In lu.ur
all the blame Dalton and me!"
"What is it? what has happened ? who '
ishurt i In pity, Michael, tell me!"
"The firm, Miss Agness lhat is, the I
master and mo. Driver's ironc. escaped
and taken everything with him. We're
ruined, bankrupt, disgraced!"
"Oh! is that all? 1 feared my father
was il' or perhaps dead, Michael."
"Worse than ill, worse than dead
disgraced, Miss Agnes!" the old man
wailed. "Everything is gone!"
"Never mind, old friend; while there's
lifo there's hope. Poor, ruined, we may
be; but disgraeed, never! It is only a
matter of money, I know some one who
will help us. Come, cheer up, nnd tell
mo tho very worst !"
"There's no best or worst about it,
Miss Agnos. Mr. Driver has realized
every penny tho linn could command;
stolen all our securities; stained our
name, and absconded that's all
"Father is not to blame! And what
does it matter being poor?" Agnes said,
bravely.
"God help you, Miss Agnes, aud en
able you to bear it !"
"lie will, Michael. I am not afraid.
Where is my father?"
"In tho house; he asked me to tell
you he felt so broken."
"I must go to him at once. I have
stayed too long. Poor father! as if any
thing muttered while I have him!"
"Oh, my dear, my dear! the little
childie I carried iu my arms the sweet,
wise little lassie thnt used to try to com
fort old Michael ! It's a poor return for
all my love and cure, and for all your
goodness, to make me tell you tho "sad
dest story every loving child heard. My
dear, my honored master had 'a stroke,'
uud is quite unconscious. The doctor
says ho is not in any immodinte danger,
hut he will never be himself uifuin. I
fear, with this trouble huii"inir over
i "
mm
"I
Oh, yes, he will. Michael! We have
a friend who will help us out of the
money difficulty."
"A letter for you, Miss Agnes, marked
'iminejate,'" a servant said breathlessly;
"and, please, the doctor wants to see
you."
Agnes opened the letterw ith trembling
fingers. It wiu very brief :
"My Dkar Girl: We wvre both mista
ken yon in thinking you could love s worth
less scoundrel like me I in funrying 1 could
ever deserve your love. I am going to Ju
)uii. Farewell."
The letter dropped from the girl's
nerveless nngers, ami tne oia nuin picked
it im
guilt ana plunder. Welcome poverty
iniserv, disgrace itselt
from that man !"
-so you aro saved
'lie was v have been my husband,"
Agnes mid brokenly; "but now it seems
all over. Ho suys we were both mis
taken." Ten years passed. Agnes Dalton wns
silting by the tiro in the dreary twilight
o' a February day, older brown, bu'
with a more tenderly sweet expression
than in the old time. Two feeble, whito
haired old men were pretending to play
chess on the other side. Tho room was
small, bare, comfortless; but there was
at least love and contentment. The old
men wero harmless, the girl was tender
nnd patient, and she worked with all her
might to supply their few and simple
wants. Sho had worked for them for
ten years ever since Mr. Dnlton nnd his
chief clerk, Michael Ainger, left West
wood, ruined indeed, but not disgraced ;
ever since that dreadful day when Philip
AVynno heartlessly said they were hotli
mistaken, and escaped with his partner,
Hobert Driver, the author of their ruin.
Suddenly their come a loud knock at
the door, and without waiting for a
reply, the latch was raised, and Jack
Hardy entered the shabby little room.
"My darling, I havo found you! I
am not too late," he cried, clasping Ag
nes in his strong arms. "Tell me it is
not too lute."
"No, it is not too late, Agnes sobbed.
"I have found out "
"Thnt we were both mistaken, my
darling; I, in daring t) think I was
worthy of your love; you, in thinking I
never would be; but let us forget the
past and begin again."
"Hut my father and Michael?"
"Your father will nlwnys be my father,
dear, nnd Michael will always be my
dear old friend. The world has gono
well with me during the last ten years;
and now to find you again, and willing
to share my good fortune, I hnve nothing
left to wish for. I am not even sure that
I am sorry ynt were both mistaken long
ngo. Happiness won by waiting is not
only sweet, but sure." Ihe Quieer.
Grecian Kudes.
One of the biggest surprises in nether
garments the whole world round is worn
by the Orecian dudes one sees on the
streets of Constantinople. Imagine a
sky-blue silken balloon, bottom side up
aud fastened round the wearer's waist,
two teat-fitting leg-holes made in the
bulge, and the whole bulb collapsed and
swaddled about the legs when walking,
nnd you can imagine the lower story of
a (ireek dude,
His trunk is enveloped in a tight-fitting
jacket of some other shade of blue,
with loose flowing sleeves and white fur
belows showing "underneath. His head
is adorned with a greek fez, from which
an enormous black or blue tassel hangs
down his back. This ornamental ap
pendage looks ns if ever on the eve of
pulling the fez off the wearer's head bv
its trreat we urht. He wears the ordinnrv
brognns and socks nnd sometimes leav es
the calves of his legs bare
Sometimes the Greek dude carries a
cane, but he carries it for use quite as
much as for ornament ; or, at all events,
walks with it in a bus'ness-like manner.
He walks with a gait awkward and un
graceful, but even were he a naturally
graceful walker his ungainly nether gar
ment imparts to him a decidedly gro
tesque appearance.
1 lie chief delight of the Greek dude
is to sit in front of a knhvay shop, smoke J
nargilchs nnd watch the ladies pnss by. '
Those of his own nntionnlity are wearing
gnrments but slightly different from his
own, the footholes in the inverted bal
loon being nearer the bottom, but that
is about all. l'ittlury Vommen'ml.
fost of Raising
Boy.
My father never did anything for
mc'" islin observation which is frequently
1101,ra ,rom ,ne ls"' J'ming men, hut in
most cases a little reflection would con
vince the speuker that ho is making a
serious error. A recent writer, hearing
the remark uttered by a young fellow
whose education, as the phrase goes, hud
just been completed, and who was look
ing around him to find nn opening iu
business, took the trouble to estimate
the cost of bringing up the said young
fellow from his birth, which had been
defrayed, of course, by the parent referred
to in such a slighting way. These aro
his figures: i
100 per year for the first five years. . . . J.VX)
l"0 xr year for the second rive years.. 7rSI
) ier year for the third live years.. . . 1,1100
:I0 per year fur the next three vears . 1 0 I
f.VJU er year for the next two years.. . . 1,000 j
Total 4,150
With a few modifications, these figures
may bo takeu to represent tho average
expense entailed in raising an ordinary I
boy. .Many parents spend several times
us much. It would certainly bo well for !
young men who take till this as a matter
of course, and think that their fathers
have done nothing for them, to reflect
that they owe a heavy debt of gratitude I
to those that have brought them up from
helpless infancy and equipped them to
fight for themselves the buttle of life. i
OMrn Aigoy. i
A Matter of Taste.
A scientific journal has au article
healed: "How to Taste." We haven't
had time to read it, but our own idea is
that it depends a great deal on what you
are going to taste. If it is quinine or K
or castor oil or anything of that sort it
won t require any previous training or a
university education to enable you to
i taste all you want of it ill one brief,
hasty swallow. Hut if it is something
real good ; something that you like better
and get less of thun uuy other mini iu
I America, you want a neck a yard long,
full of nil sorts of buck stops and dumpers
; ull the way down. That is the theory
of an unlettered man who tastes by main
strength uud natural selection, and if
Science thinks she bus a better way we'd
liko to trot her one heat, anyhow, just for
fuu. liuntette.
A 'liishand's Mistake.
One of the most pathetic incidents of
the Exeter Theatre lire (in England was
the rescue of a woman, who was curried
out of the furnace of flame upon t lie bac k
of a brave man. He was with his wife
at the play when the fire broke out nnd
succeeded in drugging her part way to
the door, where she fell. There was nil
instant of despair and liewilderincnt ;
and then he snatched 1 cowering form
from the floor in the dense crowd and
struggled through the smoke and dark
ness to reach the street with a shrieking
woman on his buck. At last he was out
of danger and breathlessly lowered his
burden. Alus! it was not his wile. Iu
the confusion and darkue-s he hud res
cued a stranger uud left his wife to be
trampled to death iu the lobbies of thv
theatre. .tw Yoi L Triimut.
QUEER OLD GRAVESTONES.
ATTAINT KPITAT-H9 IN A CONNEC
TICUT CEMEIEBr.
The niirylng Plncp fjf rni- of New
Haven' K irly Governor Ham
pies of Colonial I'oelry.
Glancing to the right through the car
window just before the local express
rushes upon the little bridge over Mill
Creek to the ent. and dashes on into the
Tillage of New Milford, Conn., the New
York bound passenger gets a glimpse of
one of the quaintest old graveyards in
New England. Its brown, bat's-eared
gravestones are strewn so near the rail
road track that the thundering express
seems to grind them beneath its wheels.
Some of tho gravestones have sunk
almost out of sight. Others, with sides
warped and crumpled, push their weather
stained noses up through the rank,
tangled grasses in defiance of time's de
cay. A few lie prone in shamefaced
overthrow. The stranger, particularly
if he be an antiquarian, will find rate
grubbing among these rusty old stones.
Some of the gravestones are nearly 250
years old. Mil lord was settled in lfl:i!t,
and the settlers begun to die apparently
about ns soon as they got here. A good
many never received the Christian burial,
as tho Indians attended to their
obsequies without inviting the relative?
or personal friends of the deceased.
One of the earliest inscriptions that is
entirely preserved is on a blab above the
rather pretentious totnb of Governor
Robert Treat. It reads:
Here I.yeth Interred tlio body of Coll.
Robert Treat, Ksq., Whit Kiiithfullv Served
This Colony in the Post of (loveinour and
Deputy Governour Near Ye Space of Thirty
Years, and nt the Age of Four Score anil
Eight Years, Exchanged This bile fur better.
July 1)1, Anno Doni. inn.
Johuathan Law, another Governor of
the colony, is also buried in this grave
yard. He was born in Milford on August
0, 1072, and die I there on November 0,
1750. He was Governor from 1742 until
1750. His resting place, like Governor
I 1 roat 18 marked by one of the few ll.it
. tombstones above ground. Several
other colonial dignitaries have simple
headstones. On others the early obituary
eulogist has left his copious trade marks.
Here is a sample:
"The truly honorable and pious Roger
Newton, esq.
"An officer of distinguished note in ye ex
pedition til and lilo, for many years one
of ye council and colonel of the Second regi
ment or nulitia, juileof the court of common
j pleas thirty-tlu-ee years, until lie departed
: mu- January i , i"
I. ill the S.;th VM ir.if
his age.
"His mind returned to God.eutombed here lies
The part the hero left liencatli the skies,
Newton as steel: int!exih!e from riidit,
In faith, in law, in equity, in tight.''
Another panegyrist relates that Isaac
miles, Esq., was a gentleman
"Distinguished by manly sense.
Genuine intregrity mi l firmness,
In patriot ism and in virtue.
After a life active in commerce
And in public employments,
A life very useful to his family
And to the public.
And adds that at last this excellent
gentleman
"Worn out by a long and distressing asthma,
Borne with siugitlur patience.
He died on tho l."tb of November, 17S0,
In the 5.Mh year of his age."
MoifUiiry,jtry abounds. Some of it
is about as orin,ri.;md as startling as the
most versatile genius in this lino pro
duces. Neither young nor old have es
caped it iu tho .Milford graveyard. Elihu
Fowler, son of Jonathan Fowler, died on
October II, 178H, three years nnd foui
months old, and his untimely fate is time
graphically epitomized :
"His life a span, the mournful toll
Declares the exit of his soul!
tiriin Death is i-o.ne! His life is cal I'd
To take its Might the means a sea'd.
Ye who are young come liwn your end,
By deep rejieutance make Christ your friend."
Over tho grave "where lies the body
of Mrs. Phebe Gillit, wife to Mr Will
iam Oillit, Junr.," who died on February
10, 1750, twenty-nine years old, is one of
the most remarkable tributes in the en
tire graveyard. Manifestly it was writ
ten by her husband. Its orthography is
unusually eccentric even fur those days
of arbitrary spelling. Here it is:
"Her Dying Words unto her husband are:
Refrain your passions.' Why so much Dis
puire. It's thu will of God! I hoiw it'sfor the Best
For you! For me! Aud for my mothers
hs,
To whomo adue! To God and you
1 now Commend that can
I'attoru of Patriots to the end of life.
Now Ded, she sieaks to every Living wife,
Peti Such Jnels Should ! luid'in Dust:
Men nre I'nwoi thy uud the Lord is just."
Drollest and decidedly most realistic
of all the inscriptions are those on the
gravestones of Miss Mary Fowler and
Mrs. Sarah Hryau, consult of Captain
liiehard Hiyan. Min Fowler was in
her 2) ill year when she died on Feb. I,
17(12. This is Ihe inscription that wu
composed iu her honor:
" Molly, though plcasint in her i!av
Was stiddenlv seize 1 and sent uway:
How soon she's riK', how soon she's rot ten,
Sent to the grave and soon forgotten."
.eie I oi7 untinn vttu .-lii'rcise-.
'hotoLTuplis on Wuteli Cases.
"What a charming face!"
"Yes. 1 rather flutter myself it is.
is a photograph of my w ile."
It
"Ilow did you ever manage to have it
photographed on the inside of your
watch cover?" inquired the reporter.
That is not very hard to do, if ou
only know how," replied the jeweler.
A new process lias been invented; en
amel ou which a photograph has been
traiisfered is tilled perfect iy ou the sur
face of the case. It can be successfully
done no oilier way, ami is an immense
improvement over ihe old way of put
ting the paper negative of a pliologiaph
iu a watch ease. It is even n nealcr ile
vice than to pholoirrnph in minialurc ihe
face directly on the metal, besides being
much cheaper." Mail ttn l Kifi-ar.
An Appropriate Suggestion.
"What does your father call that dog
of his?" asked a young traveling man
of the young lady upon whom he was
calling.
" I'owscr," was the reply.
"1 wonder why he didn't name him
Triuser in-tcad.'" was the. ieoinder.
'He is certainly the iintsl perfec ly
developed specimen o! lrou-ei -dog it was
ever m. privilege to meet." Murmnt
Tui it r
A Jackson, Mich., in inufac -lurcr is
shipping wagons to AusUiliu.
"WILL HE COME."
The sun has lit the wood and set;
With heavy dews the grass to wetl
Tho (Irs stand out in silhouetto,
Sharp, tall and stilly;
Sometimes a rabbit flit in sight,
A scanqiei ing w hisk a gleam of white;
Naught else. Her scarf she gathers tight
The air is chilly.
The belfry-elook atrikes slowly eight. 1
"Ah, waning love makes trysters late;
Slack suitor he whose queen may wait!'
Sho stops nnd listens;
A dead leaf rustle I that was all f '
Well, maiden prido will come at call ;
She will not let the teardrop fall
It stands and glistens.
She turns but hark I the step she knows!
The branches part and, swinging, close;
What penance now on him impose
The tryst who misses!
She can't lie hard, though soro she tries, '
For love will melt through loving eyes,
And all the chiding words that rise
Are crushed with kisses.
CasxeWt ilayazina.
'
III'.MOR OF THE IAY.
There may bo nothing new in this
world, but there's a heap that's fresh.
Tid-JlitK. i
Gamblers nre said to frequent ocean
steamers because gulls are very thick at
sea. I.fe.
Talk is cheap. The mnn who talks too
much gets so liberal thnt ho gives him
self away. Baltimore A inericnn.
There is about ns much spring in tho
Waterbury watch as there is in two years
in New England. SomertiUe Journal.
The girl who hooks a fish will shriek
To see its frantic wriggles; "S
But when she hooks a man queer freak.
She siinpiy grins and giggles.
Cliarlestotvn Enterprise.
The woman who marries an ill
tempered husband is right in thinking
that she has struck a Lucifer mntch.
Merchant Trntilcr.
It is said that the Empress Josephine
had thirty-eight bonnets in one month.
No wonder the whole family failed in
business. Lurlinyton Free J're.
Dr. Torscy, of Boston, inurries a pair
in eighty seconds. There are mnoy
young persons who would liko to mnke
a minute of this. Cnurier-Journat.
THE NOX-ADVERTIKKH.
The mnn who does not advertise
Displays as much good sense
As the man who dons his Sunday pants
Vo climb a barbed wire fence.
"Aim high," is tho Savannah Acirs'i
ndvico to young men. This is tho same
old chestnut tho girl sprung on tho fel
low who kissed her on the chin. JVusA
i7e Ameriatii.
A New England man has just had a
patent granted to him for "an electric
switch." It is expected thnt nil the boys
of the country will rise up in vehement
protest. Boston 1'ort.
The minstrel show's ou deck again
And the end men are chatting,
And the jokes that tickled old Adam and Eva
Again set the audience a laughing.
Huston Courier.
Tho latest and most wonderful cure
effected by a patent medicine recorded is
the following: "A boy had swallowed
a silver dollar. An hour afterward the
boy threw up the dollar, J1 in small
change, principally dime pieces." St.
Louie Matjitiine.
A i-niiiKT IfiflJn AHsqroirl lota & nnllcn
tiou ot 1 1, (!.) spools. Trm iiobBv is
" """J 'l""l M.Olllll,
more useful than decorating china with
flowers unknown to botanic science. The
young nmn who shnll link his destiny
with this girl will have a soft snap ou
kindling wood. Boston (Hot.
The Gait of Criminals.
A curious study lias been made by Dr.
Perucchia of the difference between crim
inals nnd law-abiding citizens, as ex
hibited by their walk. The uuthor first
made a number of observations to deter
mine the conditions of normal progres
sion, and found that in good people the
right pace is longer than the left, the la
teral separation of tiie right foot from
the median line is less than that of the
lelt, and the angle of deviation of the
axis of the foot from a straight line is
greater on the right sido than on the
left.
Hut this is not all. Dr. Perucchia has
not only shown us how wo may distin
guish criminals in general, but has laid
the beginnings of tho differential diag
nosis between various sorts of evil-doers.
Tho following arc the distinguishing
characteristics which bis observations
have enabled him to formulate:
I. Thieves. In thoso who arc predis
posed to appropriate the property of oth
ers there isa pronounced wideuingof the
base of support together with a very
long step.
2. Assassins. Iu those who have murder
in their hearts the base of support is not
us w ide us it i- ill thieves, since the angle
formed by the axis of tlio foot with tho
median line is less obtuse, but the sinis
tral it v bet raved bv their foot prints is
fill nliniwl of tltn ,.i-,iv.f ,,111- .,.,..;..
very marked.
These discoveries are of a very inter
esting chatactcr.and if the criminal could
be induced to walk before the holiest
man, instead of following him as he usu
ally dues, they might also be put to a
practical u-c, for then good citizens could
diagnose the ruguu by his tracks, and
might thus be enabled to escape robbery,
or assa-sinulioii, as the case might be -Mtdtcul
IUcoi'iI.
Occupation In Ceylon.
The wayside villages of the maritime
districts of Ceylon are, as a rule, exceed
ingly neatly kept, and the trade i.iiried
ou by their luhuitunts is siiliic'cutly
profitable lo enable them to h ad lives of
comparative comfort, us compared w ith
many of the village cultivators of tho
interior, who frequently, during un
favorable seasons, lind il extremely diffi
cult to support life. Along the line of
the sciicoast fishing provides fur the daily
wauls of very many of. the pcoide, while
the families of others among them lind
occupation iu the preparation of the
fibres of the outer Ku-k of the co oanut,
for making into coarse Mini and rope, a
use to w hich they are very gcnciuily ap
plied. 'I he distillation of arrark from
the juice of tin; palm tree also alforiU
employment lo thousands of villugcrs
ulong th ' M'ttoiisl, wheie Ihe lice
llouislies w ith but lil'le ullivat:on,- .
Art. JiMirtott.