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VOL. XXV. NO. 31.
TIONESTA, TA., WEDNESDAY. NOV. 23, 1892.
$1.50 PEIl ANNUM.
Fores
Mora thnrouo million Fedoral sol
diers of Uie4fvil War nro (till living.
It is interesting to learn that Arizona
U m large as Groat Britnlu and Ireland
combined.
"Soup, Soap and Salvation" la the
conclsj motto in tho rooms of the Bal
timora Free Sunday Breakfast Associa
tion, In the new Maiue town of Rumford
Falls, where not even a log hut stoor1 a
year ago, a $10,000 residence Is build
ing and 700 men nre at work upon mills
and other structures.
The report of the Society of Friends
in England shows an incsoaso in its
membership of 221 over last year, bring
ing it up to a total of 22,287. Tbeie
are now in Great Britain 310 "meet-
The Victoria Government funis itself
compelled to reduce tho bonuses paid for
the export af butter. Last year as much
as (150,000 was mod for this purpose,
six cents per pound being paid on all
butter that realized over twenty-five cents
in the English -oarket.
Few cities over got started "laid
out," as it is commo ily cnllcd as they
should be. They get in shnpu by mere
chance and that, explains tho Chicago
Herald, is why (hoy are so frequently
misshapon. New York Uity has fewer
alleys than any other city in the woild,
notwithstanding it is one of tho largest.
"London requires some women to act
as sanitary inspectors," is the opinion of
Dr. Corner, Medical Officer for Poplar.
With the help of efficient women work
ing among the poor, he thinks epidemics
might bo nipped in tho bud. Glasgow,
Scotland, already has six women in
spectors, who aro doing an admirable
. work.
Cortaiu geutleinon of large ideas an
nounce that they Intend building an air
Una from the Atlantic to tho Pacific.
"To those of ideas somewhat less
magnified," comments the San Francisco
Examiner, '.'the raising of the necessary
1700,000,000 might seem in tho nature
of an obstacle, though attention is not
called to tho fact with auy view to
discouraging enterprise."
' Imports of wheat iuto Groat Britain
during the fiscal year just closed have
mounted to nearly 180,000,000 bushels.
This large quantity is in excuss of the
present requirements of the couutry, and
the result has been that the price of this
grain has fallen lower than ever known
previously. It is believed that 160,000,
000 bushels will be needed to supply tho
deficiencies of the coming year.
It seems to the New Orleans Picayune
that another expedition to rescue Emin
Pasha is in order. Dr. Stuhlman has
written a letter from Tubora stating that
Emin is at tho south cud of Lnke Albert
Nyanza, ajmoit at the raercy of the
Arabs, whoso revolt has spread from the
Congo Free Stato into the German terri
tories, and that lie is waiting for assist
ance. to get away. It is not stated
. whether Stanley will go to his assistance
again. -
. British newspapers are alscussing
earnestly the question of cloakrooms iu
churches, referring to tho absence of,
and aUolute necessity for, facilities f ji
disposing of wraps, hats and overcoats.
Some churches in the country have wire
hatrackt beneath the seats, and a few
have wire bars for overcoats and wrap)
on the backs of scats. Ouo church in
Chicago has regular opera chairs and the
attendant convouionces. A cloakroom
teems to the New York Tribune to fill a
long-felt want, for there does not appear
to be any good reason, these days, auy
way, why a man or woman should not
be as comfortable iu a church as in a
theatre.
At a recent meeting of the Americau
Society of Civil Engineers, B. W. Dc
Courcy related au interesting expciienco
while acting at Supervisor aud Bridge
Engineer of a railway. He had to use
one of the three-whool velocipedes run
ning on the railway, frequently employed
' by the maintenance of way officials, and
as his track ran through a number of
narrow cuts, he happeued onu day to
think over the best thing to do should
he meet an englue. He decided that the
only way out of this trouble would bo to
jump and at the same time overset tho
velocipede to the right. A trial of this
plan showed that it could be carried out
without injury. The value of this study
was apparent some time after, wheu Mr.
DeCourcy was running out with his fore
man to inspect a bridge and met a loco
motive ahead of time in a rock cut about
eighteen feet deep. Ho threw himself
to the right ajid jumped at the same
time, catching tho small wheel aud
throwing bis back against tho rocky side
of the cut. It was done so quickly that
the engineer thought be had run over
ths man aufl so reported at the station.
THANK30IV1NO DAY1
With grateful hearts let all (rive thanks,
All lands, all stations, and all ranks:
And the cry comes up along the way,
For what shall we give thanks to-day t
For peace and plenty, busy mills,
"The cattle on a thousand hills, "
For bursting barns, wherein Is stored
The golden grain, a precious hoard i
Give thank!
For orchards bearing rosy fruit,
For yielding pod and toothsome root,
And all that God declared was good
In bill or dale, or Bold or wood:
Give thanks)
For water bright and sweeet and clear,
A million fountains far and near.
For i raolous streamlets, lake, and rills
That flow from everlasting hills:
Give thanks I
For summer dews and timely frost,
The sun's bright beams, not one ray lost.
For willing hands to sow the seed
And reap the harvest, great indeed:
Give thanks 1 .
For hearth and home love's altar fires
For loving children, thoughtful sires;
For tender mothers, gentle wives.
Who fill our hearts and bless our lives:
Give thanks?
For heaven's care, life's journey through.
For health and strength to dare and do,
For ears to hear, for eyes to see
Earth's beauteous things on land and sea :
Give thanks I
M. A.Kidder.
BESSIE'S THANKSGIVING.
BY KATE M. CLE ART.
MOST diffident
and modest
knock it was.
Perhaps because
it was so very
diffident, so very
modest, irritated
all the more the
peculiarly alert
nerves of Mr.
Godfrey Kirko.
"Oh, come in,
come in 1" he
cried,
entered the room,
withered face; a
pleasant, gentle.
0
An elderly woman
Sho had a small, pale
kind face, though,
She was dressed in a
worn dark gown,
The net fichu, crossed over her slender
shoulders, was clasped by an old-fashioned
medallion.
'To-morrow will bo Thanksgiving
eve," she said; "I wished to know if I
might prepare for the day after."
An originally handsome apartment,
this in which the old man sat, and it
had been handsomely furnished. Now
both the room and its belongings bore
the mark of creeping poverty, or ex
treme pemiriousncss. Tho master of the
house, seated by the center table, seemed
to share the character of the room. He,
too, had been handsome once. Now
he was expressive only of age and in
digence, from the threadbare collar of
his limp dressing-gown to the tips of his
thin and shabby slippers.
. ''Prepare what?" he growled.
"Why a turkoy, air; or pie, or or
a bit of cranberry -sauce, sir "
He looked so fierce, her words died in
her throat.
"Turkey! And whore do you sup
pose I can get the money to spend on
turkey I And pie I To make us all sick,
and bring doctors and doctors' bills
down on met And," with a sniff of
disgust, ''cranberry sauce the skinny
stuff I No, Mrs. Dotty. A bit of bacon
and some bread will be good enough for
poor folks like us good enough."
His housekeeper, for that was the un
enviable position Mrs. Dotty occupied in
Godfrey Kirke's household, resolved to
make one lost appeal.
"OB, COME IN, COME IN I" HE CRIED.
"But I thought perhaps on account of
the child," she began.
"The child the child!" he repeated,
irascibly, "I'm sick of hearing about
her."
Indignation made Mrs. Dotty quite
bold for once.
"She's your own granddaughter, sir.
That's what she is."
"Well, I didn't ask for her, did It I
never wanted to adopt her. What right
had ber mother to make such a poor
hand of herself by marrying Tom .Bar
rett, and then ccnio bact to die here,
and leave me her girl J Eh? She's au
expense, I tell you; that's all. An ex
pense!" "The Lord help us, but he's getting
worse than ever!" murmured the woman,
as, with a bang that was downright dis
respectful, she slummed the door behind
her.
"You you, Miss Bessie!"
She started, as she looked up, and saw
Bessie Barrett standing so near her. She
was a slim, brown-haired little thing, of
about seventeen. She was clad in au ill
made gown of coarse maroon cashmere.
Her eyes were large, gray, just now very
sorrowful. Her lashes and brows were
quite black. The delicate features had a
pinched look, and the pretty lips were
paler than should be the lips of one so
young.
9 "
"Yes; and I heard."
"Oh, don't don't mind, doar!" said
Mrs. Dotty, soothingly, putting a hand
that looked like wrinkled ivory on the
girl's arm. "He is just a cross, sourod,
lonely old man."
'I do mind 1" Bessie passionately cried.
"Oh, Idol I sha'n't stay here 1 I sha'n't
bo an expense to him any longer. I will
go away somewhere !"
She broke down in a tit of bitter
weeping.
"Now, Miss Bossie, dear, you mustn't
cry that way; you really mustn't. I
loved your mother before you, and I love
you."
But the poor, little, old comforter was
almost crying herself.
Years before, the Kirkes were the
people of wealth and position in that
part of the country. But one trouble
after another had come upon the house.
First, the wifo of the matter died.
Maud, the daughter, married a man
whoso only crime was poverty. He was
a frail, scholarly man, quite unfitted for
a fierce struggle against adverse fortune.
Ho fell ill and died. A year later his
wife followed him, leaving thoir child
to its grandfather, Godfrey Kirke. To
the latter had come the final blow when
his only ion Hobcrt, his hope and pride,
had run away to sea. Then in the
house, which since the death of the mis
tress had been a cheerless and dreary
place, began a rigid reign of miserliness
and consequent misery.
Bessie broke from her friend and ran
upstairs and into her own little bare
room. There was no flro in tho grate,
though tho day was cold with the pene
trating damp of a wind frdm oil the
ocean. She went to the window and
stood there looking out across the flat
brown marshes, to whore the waters
tossed, greenish and turbulent.
"A horrid day," she said, with a
shiver, "but it can't be worse out than
in."
She put on a short old Aslrahan
jacket, a little felt hat and a pair of
much-mended cloth gloves. Then she
went quickly down and out.
The dusk, the dreary November dusk,
was filling the room when tho old man,
plodding over his accounts, laid down
his pencil and rang tho bell. Mrs.
Dotty responded. Mr. Kirke kept but
one other servant (if Mrs. Dotty could
correctly be termed a servant), and she
absolutely refused to enter the protest
ing presence of her master.
"Teal"
"Yes, sir."
Tho meek housekeeper withdrew.
Ten minutes later she brought In a tray
on which were tea, bread, butter, two
cups, two saucers and two plates. Mr.
Kirke poured out bis tea, shook a little
of the sugar he was about to use back in
the old silver bowl, added carefully a
few drops of milk and cut a slice of
bread.
"Butter has gone up three cents in the
last week," he said. "I can't afford to
use butter."
So he munched his bread dry, with a
sense of exaltation in his self-imposed
penance. He would not open the
poorbouse-door for himself by using but
ter. But, somehow, the rank tea tasted
ranker than usual. Surely the bread
was sour. And the gloom outside the
small circle that the lamplight illumined
seemed singularly dense. What was
wrong! What was missing! What was
different! He paused, his hand falling
by his side. The child as be and Mrs.
Djtty had always called her the child
was not here. She used to slip in so
quietly, take her seat, and when her
meager supper was over, glide away just
as softly. Yes, little as he noticed her,
she was generally there. He rang the
bell sharply.
"Where is she?" he asked Mrs. Dotty,
when she popped in her mild old head.
There was no need to particularize. Mrs.
Dotty cast a swift, searching look
arourd.
"Isn't she here!"
Without waiting for a reply, she
turned and ran up the stair to Bessie's
room. There she knocked. No
answer. She opened the door, went iu.
The room was empty.
Hastily she descended the stairs.
"Shs is not in, sir."
"Where is she!"
"I don't know, sir."
Impatiently Godfrey Kirke pushed his
chair back from the table.
"You ought to know; it's your busi
ness to know. But it doesn't matter
it doesn't matter in tho least."
Down to Uanna in the kitchen went
Mrs. Dotty.
"Did you see Miss Bessie!"
"Yes'm. Passin' westward a couple
of hours agD yes'm."
"Oh!"
Mrs. Dotty breathed a relieved sigh.
Bessie had probably gone to Rose Dever's
bouse. The Devers lived almost a mile
away. As a storm was blowiug up she
would most likely stay there over night.
About ten o'clock Mr. Kirke's bell
again tingled out. Agaiu Mrs. Dotty
appeared before him.
"Has the child come in!"
"No, sir."
"Do you know why sho went out?"
'I suspect, sir."
"Well, speak up."
"She overheard our conversation to
day."
"What of it?"
"Nothing of it," with a very angry
flash from very faded eyes, "except that
she vowed she would be au expense to
you no longer."
"She did, eh?"
"She did."
"Well," grimly, "I hope sha won't I"
The child had a sulky fit. She was
probably at tho house of some neighbor.
She would return when her tantrum bad
passed off. All this he told himself.
Still be sat in his lonely room till long
after midnight, listening, listening.
When he finally went to bed it wai to
roll aud moan till daylight, in the vague
wretchedness of unhappy dreams.
Noon the noou bei'ore Thanksgiving
eve, came, went. Bessie did not re
turn. All forenoon it rained. Toward even
ing the rain ceased, and a fog, a chill,
smoky, blinding fog, bogan to creep up
from the Atlantic.
"If you don't mind," said Mrs. Dotty,
making her appearance with a shawl over
her head, "I'll just run over to Devers
and see what is keoping Miss Bessie."
"Do!" he answered.
She had spoken as if the distance were
not worth considering, but it was quite a
journey for her. When she returned she
looked white and scared.
"She isn't there hasn't been."
"Hark!" said Godfrey Kirke, holding
up one lean hand.
"That is only the carrier with the
flour."
"Ask him if he has seen her!"
Mrs. Dotty went into the hall. Almost
instantly she returned.
"He has not. He says there is the
body of a young woman at the town
morgue."
"What!"
Godfrey Kirke leaped from his chair.
"He says that the body of a young girl
was found in the East Branch to-day."
Godfrey Kirke sank back in his seat.
Mrs. Dotty smiled a hard little smilj to
herself as she closed the door and went
away. She knew how many friends
Bessie had. She shrewdly suspected if
she were not found at one place she
would be at another; and the was malici
ously and plea t.ntly conscious that she
had given the hard-hearted old man a
genuinn scare.
Long the latter sat where she had left
him. Thinking. For the first time in
years he was thinking, sadly, seriously,
solemnly. Than'sgiving-eve! In his
wife's time the house used to be gay and
cheerful on that night, so filled with com
fort and bright anticipations, so odorous
with the homely fragrance of good things
in the kitchen, so delightfully merry with
the brisk bustle attendant on the mor
row's festivity. Now it was desolate,
dreary, darksome with depressing and
unutterable gloom. Whoso fault was it?
His I decided Godfrey Kirke, as savagely
relentless to himself in this moment as
he would have been to another. His!
when his devoted wife had drooped and
died under his ever-increasing arrogance,
dictation. His! when Maud married the
first man who offered himself, to escape
from her father's pretty rule. His 1 when
Robert ran away to escape the narrow
obligations and unjust restrictions laid
upon him. His I when the child his
dead daughter had left him could no
longer endure his brutality, or accept
from him the scant support he so grud
gingly gave. His fault all hisl In
those lonely hours the whole relentless
tiuth dawned upon him, as such truths
will dawn, in most bitter brilliance. He
dropped his head on ' his hands with a
groan.
He looked around the dim, shabby
room. He looked at tho dying fire in
the grate. He wondered of what use
would be to him now his twenty-thousand
in hoods, his eight hundred acres
of meadow land, the money he had out
at interest. He rose in a dazed kind of
way, a shadowy purpose takiug definite
ness in his mind. Ho wished he had
been better to Bcsse; ho wished but
what was the use of wishing now! There
could bo but one satisfactory answer to
all his self-condemnation. A shot from
the revolver in the drawer yonder.that he
had always kept in readiness for possible
burglars. H e rose. He moved toward
the table. His figure cast a fantastic
shadow on the wall. The tears were
streaming down his cheeks. There
might be thanksgiving for his death,
though there could never have been any
for his life.
Hark!
He had the weapon in his hand. He
started nervously. Was that Bessie's
voice? Ho turned, droppiog the revolver
with a clatter. Yei, there she was, not
three feet away, fresh, fair, damp, smil
ing. "It is the queerest thing," she said,
coming towaid him as she spoke. "I
felt badly yesterday, and I went over
to Mrs. Faroham's to see if she could get
me work. I met Mrs. Nelson, and she
asked me to go home with her. Dicky
was ill, aud she wauted me to stay over
night. She seut you a note. At least
she seut the boy with it, but he lost it,
and only told her so this afternoon. As
soon as I knew that I started home
aloue although Dicky was no better."
"Yes?" said Godfrey Kirke. He was
listening with au unusual degree of in
terest. "And to-night, when I was almost
here, (Nelsons' is quite two miles away,
you kuow), I got lost in the fog."
Her grandfather regarded her in
amazerteut. What made he paie cheeks
so bright? What excitement had
blackened her gray eyes?
"And a gentleman who was coming
here found me, and and brought me
home. Please thank bim, grandpa.
Here he is!"
With an iuciedulous, gasping cry,
Godfrey Kirke retreated, as a big brown,
muscular fellow came dashing in from
the hall.
"Robert!"
"Father!"
Theu they were clasped in each other'i
arms. .
"I'm back from the sea lor good,
HE BAD THE WEAPON IN HIS HAND.
father. And I chanced to find my little
niece Bessie lost out there in the fog. A
young lady, I vow! And I was think
ing of her as a mere baby yet! Just
think 1 She tellt me Charlie Nelson
wants her "'
"No? Well, Charlie is a fine fellow.
Ho can have her a year from to-day."
So now you know why tho Kirke
homestead is dazzling with lights and
flowers, and why it resounds with laugh
ter this Thanksgiving; why old Godfrey
"ROnEUT 1" "FATFIER !"
wears a brann-new suit, and n flower in
his buttonhole; why Robert, in his
rightful place, looked so proud and
pleased; why dear, busy littlo Mrs. Dotty
beams benignly; why Bessie, gowned iu
snowy, shining silk, thinks this is n
lovely old world after all; why Charlie
Nelson is so blessedly content, and why
in each and every heart reigns supreme
Thanksgiving. The Ledger.
Thanksgiving Roast Pig.
Take a choice fat pig six weeks old,
not younger, though it may be a little
older. Have it carefully killed and
dressed, and thoroughly washed. Trim
out carefully with a sharp, nsrrow-blndcd
knife the inside of the mouth and ear.",
cut out the tongue and chop off tho end
of the snout. Rub the pig well with a
mixture of salt, pepper and pounded
sage, and sprinkle it rather liberally with
red pepper, and a dash outside, too.
Make a rich stuffing of bread crirubs
corn bread stuffing is do rigeur for
pig, though you can put half of one and
half of the other inside of Mr. Piggy if
somebody insists on loaf bread stuffing.
If you use corn bread, have a thick, rich
pone of bread baked, and crumble it as
soon as it is cool enough to handles, sea
son it highly with black and red pepper,
sage, thyme, savory marjoram, iniuced
onion just enough to flavor it, and
plenty of fresh butter; moisten it well
with stock, cream, or even hot water.
Stuff the pig well and sew it up closely.
If you have a tin roaster and open lire,
the pig will be roasted by that much
better. If you have not, put the pig in
u long pan and set it in the oven, and
leave the stovo dooi open until the pig
begins to cook, gradually closiug tho.
poor, so that the cooking will not be
done too fast. The pig must be well
dredged with flour when put in the pan.
Mix some flour and butter together in a
plate, and pour about a quart of hot
water in the pan with the pig when it is
put on the fire. Have a larding-mop in
the plate of flour and butter, and mop
the pig frequently with the mixturo
while it is roasting.
If a roaster is used, set it about two
feet from the fire at first, but continue
to move it nearer anil nearer as tho pic
cjoks. Baste it frequently with tho
water in the pun betwcenwhilcs of mop
ping with flour and butter.
To be sure the pig is done, thrust a
skewer through the thickest part of him;
if no pink or reddish juice oozes out it
is done, and ought to be a rich brown
all over. When the pig is done pour
the gravy in a saucepau and cook it
sufficiently. This will not be necessary
if the pi' was cooked in the stove oveu.
The pig's liver may be boiled in well
salted water, pounded up, and added to
tho gravy, which should be very suvory
and plentiful.
The pig should be invariably served
with baked sweet potatoes and plenty of
good pickle and sauce, either mushroom
or green pepper catsup, for despite his
tootusomeness, roost pig is njt very salo
eating without plenty of red pepper.
Good Housekeeper.
Ait Informal R -past.
"I suppose," said Mrs. Brown, "you
would like me to wear a new dress at
this Thanksgiving dinner you aro going
to give?"
"Can't afford It," growled old Brown.
"A.lnmrfifl vnu have, thn turkev well
dressed you will pass muster." Judge.
Tho Thanksgiving Turiey.
As Thanksgiving Day wulks down this way
The strutting turkey is ill at ease;
"I'm poor as the turkey of Job," ay he;
"Tough and uuttt to eat, you s.w;
1 gobble uo more of my pudigroe,
Lest some poor fellow should gobtde ine;
And a turkey Uiiiir ! 1 think 1 II be.
For the present, if you pleaae.''
Hmghaiiitoii ltupuolicm.
Cause for Than glviur.
Suuday-sehool Teacher " Willie,
have you hud anything during tho week
to be especially thankful for?"
Willie "Yes'm, Johnny Podgers
sprained his wrist and I licked him for
the first time yesterday." Burlington
Free Press.
A Thought For iheSruioii.
He in whose store of hlessiugs there may bo
Enough, and yet to siiare,
B.-fctowiug, with a gentle charity,
U pon ttie poor a suaiv.
By alt the gladness- that his ijifts provide
Will have his own thaukaiviug multiplied.
Tommy's Bream on '1 liunksgivin Night
SCIENTIFIC AM) INDUSTRIAL
A doctor has launched tho theory that
the best mothod of inducing a flow of
thought is to lay tho head fiat on the
table.
Dr. David D. Stewart, of Jefferson
Medical College, Philadelphia, claims to
have discovered that hydronapthol is a
cure for cholera.
There are ten places of the earth, dis
tant from each other 300 miles and up
wards, and yet none of tho ten has either
latitude or longitude.
Londoners seriously discuss the ad
vantages of placing a school of crocodiles
in the Thames, to act as scavengers, and
thus purify the water.
Curl Voght, the celebrated German
anatomist, is responsible for tho theory
that small-headed idiots arc a retrograde
movement toward the monkey type.
A post-mortem examination of the
brain of a Missouri pauper showed that
it weighed 144 ounces, or more than
three times the weight of the normal
brain.
A microphone device has been invent
ed by a Frenchman which will reveal the
approach of di.itunt vessels by miking
audible the noise produced, by tiie m ition
of their propellers.
The latest cure for obesity is to par
take of only a single dish at a meal.
This, it is said, will in a few weeks re
duce the weight of the most obese per
son to a normal coudition.
If a man who weighs 16S pounds
were proportionately as strong as a fly
ing beetle of tho cockchafer family he
would be able to push along level ground
a weight equal to 131 tons.
Chemical action formed a stone in the
stomach of La Marshale, the famous
hurdlo jumping horse of Paris. He died,
and the stone, a ball nearly eight inches
in diameter, is in the museum of a
Parisian veterinary.
It is suggested that tho muscular con
traction to which the corpses of cholera
victims aro subject might give a clue to
tho real nature of the disease. These
twitchings have led to tho delusion that
many patients have been buried alive.
Aside from the honey stored by the
busy bee the Rhodo Island Experiment
Station expresses the belief that the in
fluence bees aud insects exert in the
proper fertilization of the flowers of
fruits and vegetables is of fur greater
importance than is generally allowed.
Fossil remains of the huge imimils
that inhabited the plains of Kastcru Ore
gon huudrods of years ago are found in
the placer mine above Prairie City. A
huge tooth several inches across tho
crown was picked up a few days ago,
while early in the summer tho immense
skull of some ancient species of animal
was found near the same place.
Tho color of certain shrimps and crubs
and also the color of their eggs are
known to vary greatly with the sur
roundings. Those living iu greea
sponges are much larger, lay vastly more
eggs, which are also a little larger, and
the shrimps are green or yellow, and the
large claws are always orange red, whi'.e
those of the brown sponges are red,
blue or brown.
For all kinds of metals mix half a pint
of sweet oil with halt a gill of turpen
tine; stir into this powdered rotten
stone till of the consistency of cream;
use in tho ordinary way. For tin, to
three pints of water put oue ounce of
nitric acid, two ounces of emery powder
uud eight ouuees of powdered pumice
stone; mix well and use with a flannel,
letting the mixturo dry on the article to
be e'euued; then polish with leather.
A Railroad Tolmrgiiu for .Hu It".
. "Oue of the queerest ruilouds any
where in the country," said Rev. 1). S.
Banks, of North Ontario, "is a novel
line that runs from South Ontario up to
North Ontario, in San Bernardino Coun
ty, California, where I live. The line is
seven miles long. A span of stout
mules draw the car up over the road.
There is nothing singular about that, but
it comes iu on tho return trip.
"The seven miles are on a tilt all tho
way, although the track does not look
like it. So wheu the car starts back
the mules gut on and take a ride, the
car booming over tho whole line by
gravity. The mules enjoy it, too.
They ride there iu us self-sutisfied a way
as any other passengers, aud the view
seems equally as charming. North On
tario, you may kuow, is situated at tho
mouth of Shu Antonio canyon, but there
are a lot of magnificent mouutuius around
there. One colony, for they can scarce
ly be called towns, is situate 1 ou the
Suuta Fe road aud the other on
the Southern Pacific. It is the
seven miles of street railway that con
nect the two.
"The way they get the mules aboard
is this: There it a little truck under
the car, and it is pulled out, becoming
an adjunct to the regular passenger de
partment. The moment the truck is
slid out the intelligent animals make a
start for it and step up and ou. It H
extremely auiusiusr the way they do i: ,
and the way they enjoy this ride, and
ihey are great favorites with the people. "
Sau Fraucisco Examiner.
A Curious Difference.
"Did you ever notice the curious dif
ference iu the sexes which is shown iu
the way a man or a woman fixes a date?''
reinurke 1 a gentiemuu to a lady the
other d'ty.
"You ask a mau when such aud such
a thtug happened, uud he always au
a wers, 'In the year so and so,'or, 'About
lhlill and something'; but the woman
invariably says: 'About so many year
ugo'; or 'It was so many years after 1
was married'; or 'The year alter Teddy
was born,' and so ou."
"Yes," replied his companion, '!
tiavo noticed it in myself. 1 feel that
I am getting like the Americ.iu widow
who dited all her farming operation!
from or before 'Tne year I 'ilaute i Jim,'
which was her realistic way of referring
to her buubftud's burial." Yauke.i
Blade.
THE DOBOLINIC.
Across the stretch of marshy plain
Tho sunbeams fl ish ami quiver,
Among the ranks of ripening grain
And blooming brakes of rusting cans
By many a winding river,
l.'pon whoee low nn I sedey l.rink
The blitho and bright eye 1 Bobolink
Biugs "Chock I C'haekl Tneedlo duo'
Come with mel You flinll In
Glad and free slnd nn 1 freo!
( hack I Chsck! Tweedle dee-eef
The sea wind pilfers miny a gem
Among the dewy rushes.
Upon her lithe and graceful stem.
The queenly star of Bethlehem
Droops. batheJ in crimson blushes;
The sluggish waters rise and sink
And time thy song, oh, Bobolink!
Hark! "Chack! Cliack! Twe.edle.-deo!
Fame nor fee troubles me!
In my glee glad aud free!
Chack! Chackl Tiveedle-dee!"
Through interlacing boughs that liar
The woodland's mystic bosom
Among yon shadowy depths afar
Shines like a newly fallen star
A bright magnolia blossom,
Near where the wild deer comes to drink
From some clear pool the Bobolink
Chants "Chackl Chack! Tweedle-dee!
Fair and free wool and lea
1 urf and tree for tuon an 1 mo
Chackl Chack! Tiveedle-deel"
The g'int upon thy sheeny rout.
The splosh of gold and scarlet;
Who would suspect sueh tender uoto
Should echo from thy dusky throat.
Thou young Bohemian varlet?
The bashful stars be ;in to blink,
'Tis vesper time, sweet Bobolink!
Ah! "('hack! Chack! Twecdle-dee!
Come with me so happy we
Sorrow free our dreams shall le
Chackl Chackl Tweedte-leu-ee:'1
M. M. Kolsoni, in Atlanta Journal.
HUMOR OF THE DAY.
A fire escape Insurance. i'uek.
Retter off The mnn who is forced to
ride a rail. New York Journal.
The victim of lynch law is usually
very high strung. Chicago Inter-Ocean.
The ruin always falls on '.he ju-t when
tho unjust has walked ofT with his um
brella. New York Journal.
"Did you know his business had ruu
down?" "I supposed so. I heard ho was
going to wind it up." N ist's Weekly.
A man's friends never find out just
how big a fool ho can be until he gets
up to his neck in politics. Rain's Horn.
.The man who always stops to tiiink
what ho is going to say seldom sajs ex
actly what he thinks. Somerville Jour
nal. "I wonder why the Mediterranean is
so blue?" "You'd be blue if you had to
wash tho Italian shore." Life's Calen
dar. "As terrible as an army with banners"
has no reference to a political parade,
although the banners aro terrible enough.
New York Herald.
The great value in nstrouomy ns
science, morally speaking also, is that it
tends to make people look higher.
Philadelphia Turns.
"It is the little things of life that
count," said the man who realized how
much noise a ten-pound baby c m make.
Washington Star.
"Mudge is still looking for a suap, I
suppose:
'Yes, but he doesn't seem
to have tho necessary giuger to make it.
Indianapolis Journal.
Mother "Do you know why your pa
called Mr. Hlowhanl a liar, Tommy i"
Tommy "Yes'm; he's a smaller man
than pa." Hrooklyu Life.
There are men with uatures so small
that, if there is anything iu transmigra
tion, they will probably appear as mi
crobes. Washington Star.
It would do awuy with a gr;ut deal
of trouble in this world if the gray was
more evenly divided between the inside
and the outside of the skull. Chicago
luter-Oeem.
We have noticed liat good peopla
usually wait until a guest lias repeated
all the gossip she knows before admon
ishing her on the sinfulness of gossiping.
Atchison Globe.
First Office Boy "That dentist in
room 43 don't seem to do much bus
iness." Second Ollice Roy " Why f"
FiiBt Ollice Roy "I nevi r hear anybody
yelling iu there." Yankee Uludc.
Publisher "I wish you would '.rito
us a good sea story." Great Author
"Rut 1 have never been to sea." Pub
lisher "I kuow it. 1 want a sea ..lory
that peoplu can uiiderstaud." Til-liils.
He "Why is it that men are not giveu
to saying spitelul thiugs of other mem
bers of their sex as women are;" Sue
"I suppose it is becauM1 tliey a-o too
busy bragging about ll.ein,eivc."
Indianapolis Journal.
The Hostou girl never hollers "hello"
at thd mouth of a telephone. S.iu simply
says, as she put-' the receiver to her car,
"I take the liberty of uddrcMtiug you
via u wire surcharged with electricity."
Texas Sittings.
licrtliu breaks her dol! and it is sent
out to be lepuired. A lew d.ijs later
Rcrthu goes to the stoic after il, but it
cannot be found. "Her nunc is Mar
guerite," she exiihiins to lacililute tho
search. Paris Figaro.
Customer (next February) "1 want
fifty cents' worth of coal, if you plcamt."
Coal Dealer "You'll have to g;i across
the street if you want uu order of that
kind tilled. We don't sell less th in onu
lump." Chicago Tribune.
"So," suid tho father, "you desire my
consent to my daughter's engagement to
you." "No," replied Algernon, who
speut the suuuue.' at the -cahore, "we
don't want to be engaged. We want to
get married." Washington Star.
ile "I ruu't make up my mind what
to get for my new suit. 1 wml some
thing that, us Shuke-phere says, will
proclaim what kind uf man 1 am." Shu
" Why dou't you get sonic dull ma
terial J" Clothier aud fuiuisiiur.