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' Maine bus a brand new law which provides for the testing of Reeds be fore they con be offered for sale in the State. Hnjjmok Coliuty, Georgia, has be . gun a system of road-working by machinery, aud will soon bt in the van with her sistor counties in respect of good roads. Americans are beginning to fall des perately in love with the English fad of high-stepping horses, with superior knee and hock action, and the country is being scoured for that sort of ani. mals. A physician in the East who first practioed in Chicago said that for six years he took extra care to furnish his patients with information on the prevention of sickness, but became convinced that the people preferred Bickness to solf -control and health. "All that lin been Bnid in favor of good roads wi J staud repetition with out danger of beiug worn thread-bare as long as tho need for good roads continues to be as imperative as now," is the pithy way in which tho Ban An- tonio Express commends constant hammering away at the subject. In the enjtern province of Prussia there are still luVge tracts' of wholly uncultivated lands. One of these, the moorlands nar Heydekrug, a tract of more than 150,000 acres, is now beiug turned into arable land by the govern ment. Convicts from the penitentiary at Insterburg do the draiuage work neoossary. The Ohoorkas who are doing most of Great Dritaiu's fighting on the In dian frontier are numbered among the best of all the Oriental soldiers. In the Burmeso and Afghan campaigns they made a name for courage and ten acity that immensely raised the pres tige of the British arms. Probably they would appear on continental bat tlefields if Great Britain should get into auother general war, that policy having been clearly foreshadowed when, during one of the recurring difficulties with Kussiu, Lord Beacons field moved a few regiments of them to Malta. The fact that $G6,000,000 was ex jendod in New York for building pur poses last year is a significant illustra tion of the great growth of the city. 'It has been greater during this decade, if all evidences are not deceitful, than in nuy past decade of our history. On one hand the rapid development of the United States, on the other the growth of Europe in population, has helped to foroe New York forward in a way which has made Manhattan Islaud aud the .adjacent New York territory far too small. Hence, we have as the rea Greater New York a city which ex ' tends far beyond even the extended limits and barely stops at tho Wa chuug hills in New Jersey. In Pennsylvania they have a law which makes the retailer of intoxicat ing drinks responsible in damages for any injury that may result from such sale. , A day or two ago a verdict was rendered in a Buit at Pittsburg for $6338 in favor of the wife of a man who procured liquor in the defend ant's saloon, and while iutoxicated was run over by ! freight train, losing a leg. It was shown at the trial that tho liquor was sold to the plaintiff's husband after warning hud beeu given by her to the suloou keeper. If the law under which this verdict was had were general in its application through out the country, suggests the Bau Francisco Chronicle, possibly we should have fewer cases of intoxica tion, as it woufd make saloon keepers more careful in dispensing liquors to persons who had already had enough. Bicycle health statistics are begin ning to come in. A recent number of a medical journal Bays thut the Massa chusetts Health Board has found that since the increase of cycling among women in tho State there has beeu a ' marked decrease in phthisis among them. While this is admirable in some senses, it bids fair, predicts the New York Times, to make more seri ous a condition which is already de plorable, the numerical superiority of women to men iu Massachusetts. Nothing is suid of the increase of healthfulness of men iu Massachusetts, and with the proportion of women to men in the State constantly increas ing, and woman's suffrage surely on the way, us it is said to be, Massachu setts is bound to be iu time a little republic of woman by itself. It will be a mauless kingdom, like the uni versity of Tennyson's Princess on a large scale, with the isms and ologies which interested the Princess's maid ens, aud which would be sure to be found iu a maiden republic which had Boston for its ' V'V FTctioi). IF WE KNEW. There sro gems of wondrous brightness Ofttimo9 lying at our feet, And we pas them, walking thoughtless Down the busy, crowded street; It we know our pace would slacken Wo would stop more oft with care, Lest our careless feet bo trending To the earth some jewel rare. If wo knew whnt hearts nro aching For the comfort wo might bring; If we knew whnt souls are yearning For the sunshine we might fling; If we knew what feet are wetiry, Walking pathways roughly Inldj ',Wo would quickly hasten forward, Stretching forth our hands to aid. If we know whnt friends nrouud us Feel a wnnt they never tell That some word that we linvo spoken rained or wounded whero it fell, We would spenk inaecents tender To eneh friend we ehnueed to meet We would give to eneh one freely, Hmllos of syinpnthy so sweet. Oeuesseo lttalinrdson. I A PlGEON- Blood Ruby. BY LILIAN BKI.L. IME--Sunday evening, Frances Van Kirk seated with a photo graph and a small jewel box in lap. She speaks: . I wonder if a woman ought to be in love with the man she marries! I am heretic enough to believe that she oneht not, If I were iu love, I should not be able to summon my reason to array all the advantages I am to derive from my marriage 10 staud tuem nil np in a row to look at and admire, and to as. sure myself that I will do well to take them aud their owner, and to leave en tirely ontof the question the fact that l care less thau nothing for him. I am glad I don't love him. Love seems a little vulgar to me when I think of Mr. Finch. Besides, I shonld be ashamed of myself if I were iu love with him! I hope I still havo my former good taste. My tasta is not polluted, even if I have decided to marry him. I hnve always nattered myself thnt I kuow superior men, and mat l brought out their arood noints I wonder if Mr. Finch has any good poiins to uringout! Here he is. Not handsome --no. His best friend could not call him haudsoine. I don't like his mouth. Those thin lips look as if they could be cruel. He won't beat me; he will bo sarcastic. That long noBe will go np at the corners and look more pointed and ugly, aud those lines at the snle will deepen into furrows, and dear Mr. Finch won't be pretty to look at nor pretty to hear, I can assure you. If I were iu love with him, his sar casm could hurt me. As it is, I shall shrug my shoulders and turn my back on nun uutil Ue coals down. I hate a man with a temper. I've euough for a whole family. No, he is not handsome. He is not good-tempered. Has ho anything to recommend nun to a woman? Yes one. He is rich. Rich beyond the dreams ol avarice, and he knows it. aud counts on it to buy hiiu friends aud even a wife. I feel as if I were a bale of cotton or a car-load of pig iron when I think of it. He thinks his money will compensate for the lack of family aud the luck of breediug, aud mat it will even get him into henvou en, u win almost no mat. 1 sup pose heaven is the only place where money will not buy an entrance into best circles. - i wonuer h ue loves me! lie says he does, but it makes me creepy to hear him talk about it. Love! Vhat does a man who goes by 'the name of rineli, ami hus such a colorless per sonality, know about so beautiful i thing as love? I am sure I wish he wouldn't talk about it, or try to pump up any of the requisite emotion. I wish he were even more cold-blooded about It thau he is. I am unable to soften the matter, or to throw any glamour over it when I sit here and think about him aud the life I must live if I marry him. All my sophistry takes wings aud leaves me to face the cold, bare truth. I wonder if I shall be actively or passively unhappy ! Shall I mst miss. in a general way, all the beauty and nonness of tue love I have lost, or will it take form aud frame a face aud speak to me with a voice that will wring tears from my heart? If a woman's heart is filled with love lor a man -it makes it so tender that he has doubly the power to wound' ly a word or neglect. Mr. Finch could never hurt me. If he would neglect me I should be glad. If he attempted to coerce me, I should hate him. If he tried to make me love him, I should want to kill him. I don't know why I have suddenly come to feel things so poignantly to night. I have been lending myself to this thing for mouths, aud it did not hurt. 1 have felt so cold and apathetic that it gave me courage to go on. iiut the whole thing came to a crisis to-day, aud now I must face it aud look clear dowu tue vista of tue yeurs to the bitter end. I ho question is, Can 1 do it? Where are you, Mr. Fiuch? Come ont from your hidiug-pluee and let me look you iu the eyes my future lord ami master my husband! Pah! What an ugly word husband is, unless it means the right mau! Here he is. A sleek-looking indi vidual, with his hair ueutly plastered down as if it were glued there. 1 don't know why I hate the looks of his hair, which always suggests to my mind the idea of unpleasant things in bottles, unless it is that Joe's hair is so thick and unruly, I dare say he would be glad if he ever could make it wear this meek aud unctuous aspect. But Joe's well, Joe's hair looks as if he played foot-ball. I never enred much for foot ball myself, except as a fad. It is so dangerous it makes me feel faint' to watch it. And I wouldn't let Joeplay; that is, if I had anything to say about him, which, of course, I haven't. Still, it would be somo satisfaction to know that if he did piny he could kill all the other fellows instead of letting them kill him. Mr. Finch couldn't kill any body. Not that I am selecting a hus band for his murderous capabilities, but it would be a satisfaction to know that if a footpad attacked him he could defend himself. 1 believe if I said "Burglars" to Mr. Fiuch he would crawl under the table. But then Mr. Finch could hire an army to patrol the streets in front of his house our house, I mean, for I strati be in it and Joe is bo poor that he would have to do his own patroling. He will have to pro tect his wife with his owu right arm, and work for her with his own strong hnnds. AVe won't have to do anything so plebeian, or bo beautiful. There, what did 1 say? I was right. If I were in love I couldn't reason. The idea of my ever coming to the point of thinking work beauti ful, when I hate to work alone, I mean! It doesn't seem so hard when I think of working, or rather, doing things for Joe. Whenever I Bee hnn I want to do something for hiin. He is fighting against bo many odds, and he is so big aud brave about it, and never complains and nevor seems (lis oouraged. And he is working alone, and with nothing in prospect to work for, except to win. Poor Joe! He will never hnve money. He can't keep it. He will never be successful, but people will know him and talk about him, eveu if he loses, because he is making such a brave fight. I nui not brave. I like success and case aud luxury. Everything that I like and must havo takes money -lots of money and nobody has so much as 1 shall need except Mr. Finch. How Joe will despise me when he hears of it! I shall not see him. shall avoid him until I have got so used to my luxury that I hud couldn't do without it. Then, some day, quite unexpectedly, I shall meet him and he will look at me, aud by that time I will not care. How will he look at me? Will it be a scornful or contemptuous look, such as most men would give, because I have had the bad taste to prefer some one else? No; he never puts himself first. It will not be that. Will it bo a look of aversion, as if he could not bear toseeme? No; he cares too much for me for that. Why do I conjure up such impossibilities when I know just how ho will lean forward and look into my eyes with all love and yes, pity in his own pity because he will kuow what I am suffering aud what a price I have paid for my empty glory? How great will my liveries and my jewels aud my gorgeousntssseem beside that look, which, if I meet it, will drag the soul out of me aud let Joe into my secret as plainly as if I had reached out my arms to him in a vain appeal. Oh, why do I thiuk of such thiugs? It is because it is Sunday. I hate Sundays! I hate the way the wind howls at those windows. I hate the falling of the leaves aud the bare branches and the dying of all green thiugs that go with summer aud life. I always think of Joe on Sundays. I wonder why Sunday nights always bring to a womau thoughts of the mau sho loves aud can't marry won't marry, I menu no, cau't marry! It isn't that I won't marry Joe. I cau't marry him. I can't bring myself to it. Sunday is the hardest day of the week to me. That is why I always plan to make it so full that I cau't thiuk. If Mr. Finch had kept his en gagement to-night I should have ac cepted him. He didn't know that, or he would have come. He suid he was too ill to come. I hate a mau who is always falling ill. He seut this ring instead. It was not very rellued of him, but theu Mr. Finch's ways are not always those which mark the caste of Vere do Vere. If I keep it, we are eugaged. If I send it back- w hy but I shall not send it back. That middle stone is a pigeon-blood ruby. Dear Joe! The only present he ever gave me was this penny cut iu two that I wear. No, I forgot. I tojk it off long ago aud hid it where I could not find it easily. I wonder what I did with it! Hero it is. When he went away I wanted to give it back to him, but he suid, "No, keep it; if you ever chauge your mind aud want me to come buuk, just send me your half aud I'll kuow, und I'll come if it's across the world." How easy it would be to slip it into this envelope so aud write Joe's name across the back of it so and put a stump on it so! I wonder if two cents wonld curry it! Yes, I think it would; a half penny is very light very light. How easy it would . be to send it! How hard to live up to it af terward! But would it be so hard if it were with Joe? Didn't Joe's faoo always light up the darkest days, and didn't Joe's, preseuce cheer me wheu I was the most alone, if he but pre sented himself iu the doorwuy and looked at me out of his kind eyes? Oh, but Joe glorified the plainness audgray ness of life, aud made the very atmos phere luminous! I am weak und foolish to think of such things, now that I have set my face steadfastly aguiust them. With all the gilt nud tinsel that Mr. Fiuch cau put into my life, it is madness iu me to look buck at the shilling path way that Joe's honest love made for my feet. What a weak, pitiful thing I am, auywsy! I have alwuys held my head so high, and never stooped to couuette or trifle with men's love the woy other girls do, counting it beneath nie, and waiting nntil the one man came whom I meant to marry. I set my ideal and loid my ambitions plans, and never swerved and for what? To Btep down now to the highest bidder. Oh, who knows the private demon thnt dwells side by side with one's good angel iu the heart of a woman like me? Does auy one dream of the tumult in my heart when I carry such a proud front? Who enn tell what is going on in the heart of any . woman who is making up her mind to marry? I said to a man Inst week, in the sudden fierce bitterness of my bouI, "Do men and women ever marry from n belief that they are realizing the grand passion of their lives?" And something in my tone must have stirred him to a sudden honesty, for he gave me a look as if he read my soul, and ho said, "Men do always." My eyes dropped before his. I did not wnnt him to see, although he is only a friend. He is one of those men whom women trust because he under stands them. I turned awny and thought what a blessed thing it is that men cnunot rend the hearts of the women they are going to marry. I sometimes com plain because men are not constituted to understand women better, and be cause they blunder and are blind. But it is a heavenly thing that it is so, and I suppose God made it so with a purpose. I kuow so many women who carry au ache iu their hearts which their husbands never suspect; sometimes for a love they have lost; sometimes for one that never came; sometimes, like mine, for one they dare not take. I am glad Mr. Finch cannot see into my heart to-night. But I am more glad that Joe cannot Joe be cause he would want me, and Mr. Finch because he would not want me. Dear Joe! Why couldn't it have been you who gave me this ring, with this beautiful red stone in it? And why couldn't it have been you who was coming to'-morrow for my an swer? Dear Joe! I might as well face the fact. Mr. Finch bores me, repels me, sickens me. If he had the right to come in at thnt door and walk across this room and stoop over my chair, and I had to sit still and let him touch me, and not scream or strike him for dar ing to lay hia baud on mo, I think I should die. And yet outside the door, outside the house peoplo would eay oh, they would say all the things I want them to, and envy me, and copy my clothes, and Joel Joe would say nothing. It was bo easy to rise to a higher plane wheu he was here that he thought me greater than I was. He appealed to the best iu ine, always. My good angel came out of her own accord at his approach, and then poor, dear Joe went away thinking I was a sniut. He never knew the demon of unrest and ambition and vanity which fought his influence step by step, uu til finally a devil, dressed all in red, came and flashed this red stone before my eyes, audi have put Joe and his great, kiud love behind me forever. "If men wooed nobler, won they nobler wives," he used to say. Yet I have proved that uutrue. Surely he wooed me nobly, and what did I do? I wouldn't rise to his plane. I would n't be as noble as he thought ine. I laughed aud hurt him, and he never reproached me. He always said I was better than I allowed people to see. He always believed in me aud defend ed me even against my own actions and my own words, and loved me be yond auy other love I ever have known. Oh, Joe! Hark! There are wheels! They are stopping here! It is after 9 o'clock. Who can it be? It is Mr. i inch. On, what shall I do? If only it hud beeu Joe! I wouder f I dure? Well, why not? He would come if I sent for him. And if it were Joe! If only Joe were coming for his answer (She places Mr. Finch's ring in its box and seals the envelope containing Joe's half penny.) She culls; "Ellen, take that to Mr. Fiuch, and sny thut I cannot see hiin. And Ellen, would you mind mailing this letter for me to-night? It is very im portant. Yes, to-night!" Wouiau'e Home Companion. Arlllkliil KllM Artificial silk is now an article of trade und as it is advisable for buyers to be acquainted with the meaus of de tecting it the following from the Doc orator und Furnisher is worthy of note: The most effective test is combus tion. While natural silk burns slowly aud turns up like horn, at the same time omittiiigachurac teristic odor, aiti ficiul silk burns rnpidly when once ig nited aud smells like burned cotton. Sometimes the two kinds of silk are mixed iu the same article. Mention is made iu au Austrian paper of a fa bric, alleged to be of English make, the wurp of which consisted of natural silk, weft of artificial. The origin of the latter could not be detected by the eye even by the most expert connois seur. Upon tho combustion test beiug applied, however, the materiul burned with extreme alacrity. A Mounter Check For Duties on Tea. Liptou, the English tea merchant, whose name we,nt round the world in the recent Jubilee reason because ol his 2."), 00(1 dinner to the poor, hus just udded uuother item to the news of the world. He has drawn the largest check ever paid for customs duties. It was for 50,013 lis. Od., or somewhat more than a quarter of u million dol lars. It represented the duties on one week's importations, about 1300 tons. The weekly consumption of tea in the whole of (ireut Britain is about 2000 tons, so Mr. Lipton has a business thut cau afford a tfJS.OOO charity onoa I iu a while. THE MERRY SIDE OF LIFE. STORIES THAT ARE TOLD BY THE FUNNY MEN OF THE PRESS. !ut I.Ike Her I'rontnhle I'nt lent Liter, nrv Note Selflfih Another 1'ne of 1 t Connotation - Chalnleea .Inka Ont of Ills Clnftft A I.ftnt lteeoiirre, Ktc "I never shnll love again." lie crlod; 'Ah, yes you will," said she; 'A yonr from now you will wonder how You could ever hnve worshiped me." He wont his wny when a yenr had pnssed He had learned to love again, and It mndo the girl who had sent him beneo "As mad as a sottln' hen." Chicago News, Profitable Patient. She "I'm sorry to hear you've lost your patient, Dr. Jones." He "But he was ill a long, long time." Punch. Literary Note. "What wonderful guides and coun selors books are." "Yes; especially bank books." De troit Free Press. Another Use of It. "Oh, dearl I wish I had money enough to be charitable." "And if you had?" "I'd take a trip to Europe on it." Life. Clinliiless Joke. Ho "You won't know me when I get my now chninless wheel." She "Why?" He "Because I'll be riding around incog." New York Sun. Out of His !. Schoolma'am (encouragingly) "Coino, now, Harold; spell chickens." Harold "Please, ' ma'am, I'm not old enough to spell chickens; but you can try me on eggs." Judge. SelflMl. She "You pay fifty dollars a mouth for cigars, and yet you grumble wheu I waut ten or fifteen dollars for a new hat." - He "Well, I don't smoke hats." A Last Keiource, Rev. Mr. Dullboy (who is calling) "Can I help you with that wakeful baby?" . Mrs. Wearywife "Yes, yon can. Preach a sermon, plense." Tho Yel low Book. Emptied. Mrs. Newwed (proudly) "I knew uothing of house-keeping when wo were married, but it didn't tnko me long to get my hand iu, did it, John?" Newwed "Not according to my empty pockets." Life. Conlolntlon. "There is one idea that every spiu ster secretly cherishes." "Whnt is it?" "That lots of men wish they had married her instead of the girls they did marry." Chicago Record. To Tart Forever. He (trembling) "I have one last wish to as!', yon before we pa-part for Sho "Wha-whnt is it, Gcorgo?" He "Wi-will you meet meet on Th-Thursday, as usual?" She "I will, George." Judy. Itepnrtee. "Whero can a man get a shave around here?" asked the stranger. "I get shaved on my face'" an swered the policeman. "Indeed?" replied tho other. "That barber is tukiug chances wheu he trusts you." Now York Jouruul. Early American lllatory. "A door," said Aaron Burr, "is not a door wheu it is ajar." "There are many points to that joke," was the comment of Alexander Hamilton, as ho sipped his port, "be cause it is a chestnut, Burr." The duel followed. Indianapolis Touruul. An Explanation. "Miss Passeigh says she thinks flowers are the most suitable birthday remembrance that n friend cuu give," remarked Willie Wishingtou. "Yes," commented Miss Cayenne. "She wants something that won't last from year to yeur." Washington Star. Tho Kuil or Her Earth. "Before wo were married," she pro tested, "you declared you would go to the end of tho earth to make mo ' happy 1" "Yes," he replied, coldly. She shuddered. . Hud he already run throngh her real estate? Detroit Journal. W hat They !. "What does your Auxiliary Society at the church do?" asked Mr. Huw kins of Mrs. lluwkius, wheu thut good lady returned from the meeting. "We take the garments made by the young girls iu the St. Jonah's Guild and make 'cm fit to weur," replied Mrs. Hawkins. Hurpcr's Bu.ar. Iter I'ueerlttlnty. Ethel-"Oh, deur! I don't kuow whut to think! Algy asked me lust uight if I wouldn't like to huve some thing around the house thut I could love, and that would love ine." Edith "Well?" Ethel .-"Well, I don't know wheth er he means himself or whether he is thinking of buying mo a dog!" Tit-Bits. The Ouullllrnlloll. Her Father "You have tho nerve to ask me for my daughter, sir; the joy of my old uge, the priceless jewel in my diudcin?" Her Adorer "That's what and want the jewel and the diadem thrown iu." Her father "Iu thut cuse you cuu have her. I'm looking for a man with nerve for her." Tho Yellow Book. SCIENTIFIC AND INDUSTRIAL. The number of stars pictured on the latest English and German photo graphic atlases is about 68,000,000. Scientists tell us that every element necessary to the support of man is contained within the limits of an egg shell, in the best proportions nud iu the most palatable form. In the last publication of the Berlin AcndeniT of Sciences Professor Ront gen has an article in which ho con firms the observation of Dr. Brandes that it is possible to make tho X-rays visible to the eye. Tho durability of catnlpa wood iu the ground is well illustrated at the State House, Indianapolis, by a sec tion taken from a catnlpa post at the ground surface, where decay is always the most rapid. The wood is but slightly affected by its twenty-five yonrs of exposure. Evaporation is proportional to tho velocity and dryness of tho wind. Sciontilio experimentation demon strates that when the temperature of the air is at 80 degrees F., with a relative humidity of fifty per cent., the evaporation, with the wind blow ing five miles an hour, is 2.2 greater than at calm; at ten miles, 3.8; at fifteen miles, 4.9; at twenty miles, 5.7; at twenty-five miles, 6.1; nt thirty miles, 6.3 times as much as a cnlm atmosphere of the samo temperature aud humidity. For the filtration of liquids contain ing very lino precipitates which are apt to pass through the filter, such as barium sulphate, lead sulphate, cal cium oxalate, etc., W. Busch recom mends the use of powdered pumice stone. It is necessary to use a very finely powdered pumic stone which has been freed from acid soluble sub stances by boiling with diluted hydro chloric acid and washing with water. About two to three grnms of this powder are placed in the bottom of a filter. After pouring back once a clear filtrate is obtained. When whisky is used instead of water iu making glue the mixture will remain unaltered for years, will re main perfectly liquid except iu very cold weather, aud is ready for uso without the application of bent. Tight corkage to prevent the vola tilization of the solvent is the only precaution necessary to keep the glue perfect. All that is necessary is to break the glue into small fragments, place these in n glass vessel, and pour sufficient whisky over them to thoroughly ( dissolve. After beiug tightly corked for three or fonr days, the prepnred glue is ready for use. Chinamen l'lglnlls. Among tho real injuries that cuu be offered to a Celestinl is to cut off his hair, which he wears in a plait dowu his back and to which disrespectful Western nomenclature hus attached the nnino of pigtail. Sometimes the hoodlums iu Sau Francisco uud the Larikins in Sydney, N. S. W., in uu overflow 'of animal spirits and iu unreserved contempt of the heathen Chinese, cut off the pigtuil aud the un happy victim of this outrage has to go, like the messengers of David, who, be ing shorn by tho Philistines, were told to tarry in Jericho till their beards did grow, and, as the old Hebrews did, dwell apart until the pigtuil became at least observable. It is reserved for the administration of tho Pnblio Works Prison iu Toronto to show consideration for the pigtuil nuder circumstances not usually con sidered as sources of tenderness, aud the Chinese who come there as con victs will hereafter retain their pig tails. In this country iu State prisons the hair is cut close, uud no National custom will save it, though it be as sa cred as a Chiuamuu'd pigtail. Wash ington Post. Mouse Trap. This is the time of year wheu there is the greatest demand for mouse trails. As cold weather approaches tho mice seek shelter iu the houses of men aud men set traps to catch them. There are various kinds of mouse traps, including those that require no setting and thut take mice alive, uud those that require to bo set and that kill tho mice. Iu this last class ure tho familiar old-fashioned wood mouse traps, some made square uud some round, having holes iu the side through which the mouse thrusts its heud to get at the bait fixed on a hook within. Traps of this kind ure called chokers. Many kinds of mouse traps ure sold by the groBs or dozen. The wood chok ers, vurying in size, are sold at whole sale at so much a dozen holes. Tuk iug all the kinds together, there ure made in this country aud sold here millions of mouse traps annually, uud American mouse traps iu large num bers ure exported to muuy foreign countries. Now York Hit it. Germs In EgKtielU. Whether life is possible iu the ab sence of bacteria iu the digestive tract is a problem not eusy to solve. Iu tho early experitnoutsof Nuttull uudThier fuldur, guinea pigs were selected us subjects, but it was ufterwurd decided that more satisfactory results could be obtained with chickens, us it was be lieved that these could be secured free from bueteriu from birth. Eggs ready to bo hutched were accordingly washed in antiseptics and placed in sui'.uble sterile apparatus. Despite the utmost cure, however, bueteriu were always present an 1 nro found to bo derived from the eggshell, leading to the un expected conclusion thut they exist iu tho oviduct before aud during forma tion of the shell. Capital Iu llleyt'le Tlrei. Tho amount of capital invested iu tho manufacture of bicycle tires in the United States is estimated ut $S,O0l, 000, the number of persons employed at 1)0110, and the number of tires pro duced Huuuully at 4,000,000. A RELENTLESS QUESTION. There's n phrase thnt keeps hnuntlnff wherever you turn, A mockery subtle nnd cold; No matter for what your nmldtlon niny yearn, Nor how honest Its purpose nnd bold, Hope withers nwny like the rose that has died At the pitiless toueh of the frost; J.Ike n Roetrn through glorious dreams It will glide The query, "How mueh'll It cost? ' Tho la'nomr turns from his visions of choei To his toll that Is ever the same; One nabob is calm 'uenth nuother's bland sneer. And the tone of nn emperor's claim Grows mild wheu he nsks If the things he would gain Are worth what perhnps may bo lost; Aud the world plods along to the sordid re frain Of the query, "How mnch'llit cost?" Washington Btur. HUMOR OF THE DAY, "I wnnt a dollar, Jones, and I want it bnd. "All right; tnko this counter feit." Harlem Life. "A splendid ear, but a very poor voice," ns the organ grinder said to tho donkey. Tit-Bits. "I suppose your brother has quite given np his walking expeditions now that ho has a cycle.-' "Yes, he has broken his left leg." Stnndnrd. "At what age were you married?" she asked, inquisitively. But the other lady was equal to the emergency nnd quietly responded: "At tho par sonage." Mrs. Sprockett "I'll give you some thing to cat if yon '11 do some work for mo." Willie "Saw wood, I s'pose?" Mrs. I Sprockett "No, clean my whoel." Judge. Hunter "There goes Durham; he's only a milkman, and yet he always nets as if he wauted the earth." Punter "That's natural enough; he knows it's three-fourths water." Dorothy had just been ntuug by a wasp. "I wouldn't 'u' minded its walking all over my hand," she snid between her ,solis, "if if it hadn't sat dowu so hard." Pittsburg Bulletin. Caller "Nellie, is your mother in?" Nellie "Mother in out shopping." Caller "When will she return, Nel lie?" Nellio (calling back) "Mamma, whnt shall I say now?" Harper's Bazar. "Mamma," said the pretty young parvenuo, "what do they mean by cod fish aristocracy?" "I don't know, dear," replied her mother, placidly, '"loss it's' folks that pay fer every thing C. O. D." Washington Capital. He (at the hotel table) "I've often wondered how these waiters can re member so many orders at once. I know now." She (who had often wou dered the same thing) "Oh, do you? How cuu they remember bo much?" Ho (triumphantly) "They don't." Detroit Freo Press. Miss Meadowsweet "Excuse my ignornuce, but ought I to call y iu Mr. Squills or Dr. Squills?" The Doctor "Oh, cull mo anything you like. Some of my friends cull me an old fool!" Miss Meadowsweet "Ah, but that's only people who know you in timately!" London Punch. "Young man," suid the veteran manager, "your melodrama shows originality uud imagination." "Are you serious?" asked the young pluy wright, doubtfully. "Perfectly," said the manager; "but you shouldn't lose time writing plays; n man of your talent should bo a theutrieul press agent." Puck. "Now, Bobbie," said mamma just before company sat dowu to .dinner, "remember, yon must not ask for more pie." Bobbie didn't; but he finished his first piece with much promptness, took u long breath, aud addressed him self very audibly to tho guest at his right. "Ain't that dandy pie?" he asked. Judge. "What makes you think that Mr. Kitzoerewski sturted that story thut he is going to marry Miss Floete?" "Be cause," suid Sherlock Holmes, solemn ly, "his numo was spelled right iu every newspaper in which the story appeared, und it never would have been unless ho hud personally attended to tho proof-reuding. " Wushiugton Capital. "I alwuys did dislike men who huve no eur for music," said ono girl; "aud now I dislike them more than ever. Charley Nevergo called to see me yes terday evening. At 11 o'clock I went to the piano and played 'Home, Sweet Home.' First I played it us u ballad. He didn't move. Then I played it as a waltz and next as a polku, nnd theu as a jig." "Aud what did he do?" "Ue suid, 'lirucious, Miss Jones! what a jolly lot of tunes you kuow! And all so different.'" Odds and Ends. I.ym-lieil Hr Kwnlltiw. A successful lynching took place on the farm of Jerome Butler, south of Murlotte, Mich., the other duy. In the burn a swallow's nest wus seeu clinging to the side of u beam, from which was suspended uu English sparrow, hung by the neck with a huir from u horse's tail. While Frunklin Butler uud Orlu Albcrtsou were sitting iu the barn they noticed a sparrjw go into tho swullow's nest, from which ho beguu pitching the young birds. Three swallows, attracted by their outcry, immediately pounced upon tho in truder. After conliniug him to tho nest for a few minutes they threw him out. Ho dropped about a foot, there was a jerk, aud Mr. Sparrow wus bunged us nicely us though au expert hunguiun hud beeu iu charge. The hair wus wound uround his neck several times, uud after a few inef fectuul struggles he kicked his lust. Oruud Bapids Herald. Tax uu C'yt'lUlK. Each of the HOO.OiMI cyclists in Chi cago will huve to pay a tax of SI a year, which is to bo devoted to improving tho streets.
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