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VOL. XXXVIII.
MIFFLINTOWN, JUNIATA COUNTY. PENNA., WEDNESDAY. JANUARY 23, 1884.
NO. 4.
OlilLITr,
liue worth is in being, not s.n ing;
iu aoiug each !av ,hat ?s ,,y
borne Iitti" poo.'
if great tlni'jrs to do ly and by.
for whatever men say in their blind ness,
Ami spite ot the fancies f youth,
'there's nothing o Winiily as kioduess,
And uothiug so royal as truth.
Wr pi t b.n k our nieie as we measure
YVe c;tiuot do wrong and feel right,
Jv.-r can we trive p.iin and feel pleasure,
For justice avenges each slight.
'1 he air for the iuc of the sparrow,
The bush for the room or wren,
but always the path that is narrow
Anil strait forthechildronof nieiu
J'is not in tlx pages of story
The heart of its ills bepuile.
Though he w ho makes courtship to glory
(,ives all that he h:ith for a suii'.e.
IVr when from her heights he ba wou her,
A!as ! it is only to prove
That nothing so loyal as honor,
And nothing so loyal as love!
cannot make bargains forlilisses
J."or catch them like fishes in nets;
A ud sometimes the thing our life ruisseti
Helps more than tLe thing which it get;
for good lieth not in pursuing,
Hot gaiuing of gri-at or of sm ill,
1; ut j list in the doing, and doing
As we would liedoue by. is all.
I.OsT IS T3E FLOOD.
Why. Daniel, you talk as though
oii doubted me!"
No. Ethie, no, nol I don't want
von to think that you musn't think
so! But your father is so kind to nie,
and treats" me so well, and loves you so
much, that it does seem to Hie that if
he knew how the happiness of both was
tound up in it he would not refuse,
lie Las known me from childhood. I
have been in his service now these five
ears ever since I was b;g enough to
ilo a man's work and he knows who
and what I am."'
"Yes. Daniel, tlr.it Is all true, and I
do cot wonder that you feel as you do.
But mother kuows better than you or I
what his ambition is for me, and she
assures me that did tather suspect our
love, he not only would not employ you
for another day, but would forbid our
even speaking t gether."
"Aid then," lar.iel cried impul
sively, "I could claim you, and we
toul j defy the world to keep us from
each other!"
"No, no, not now not yet For the
present we must hope and wait. We
are both young, we see each other every
dav; let us be patient for a time, and
hope f r the best. Mj father, as you
know, is very kind to me, and I love
Lira as a child should love a parent,
and 1 would not willingly displease
him."
"I i-.li you loved me as much as you
do Lini!"
TLe voi(e was petulant, but the
tones showed that the speaker did not
distrust his companion. Ethie bit her
lij s in momentary vexation.
"Daniel DeWolf. you must not talk
so to me!" she exclaimed. "You know
that I love you more than I love any
one tl- on earth, and if duty colled me
I should follow your fortunes wherever
they might lead. But at present it is
better as it is."
And Daniel, who knew that 6he
tpoke ti e truth, craved her ardo;i for
the unkind reflection, and they parted.
The scene, not devoid of a certain
picturesqneness, cou'd scarcely have
l-en called romantic, far the conversa
tion just recorded had taken place in
the interior of a rude saw -mill, rising
almost from the bed of a brawling
mountain stream known as the'Bninclu'
The swirl of the water among the
rocks, the patter of rain upon the roo',
and the ceaseless tear of the great tip
right saw through the massive log
nircled with the voices of the lovers,
while: a brace of antiquated lanterns
gave an unearthly distinctness to the
chill interior.
It was early autumn, and a long
drought had prevailed, but now the
tlrst considerable ra:n was fa'lii g, and
the stream was high enough to allow
the continual running of the mill which
whs pressed with demands for lumber
which Lad bfen delayed by the low
water.
Daniel's assistant had long since gone
home, but the former had volunteered
to run the saw mill into the night, and
Ethie hal come through the storm with
a pail of hot coffee and a lunch; and it
may be readily supposed that the op
portunity was not allowed to pass
w itlu ut a few sentences of endearment,
for the young couple were ardently in
1 ive.
The situation is made reasonably
plain by their conversation.
Hucii Crittenden, the father of Ethie,
was t he one man of the section in w hich
he lived. From a small lieginning he
had Income comparatively wealthy.
His were the mills, the country store,
the postoffice, the local magistracy in
fact, the business and social life of the
little community revolved at his pleas
ure. It as but natural that the father
should take great pride in hissweet and
beautiful daughter, now some nineteen
years of age. There was, in fact, no
limit to his ambition In her tehalf an
ambition which Ethieno longer shared,
since her heart w;ts given to Daniel
leVolf, a worthy young man in her
father's employ, whose fortune she
would be content to share.
"She must go into society in the
cities," her father Lad said only the
evening before cur story oiiens. "She
is qualified, and s-he'll shine there
mind what I tell von, she'll shine
there!"
For a week the storm hail continued
aluicst without cessation. So great a
rainfall had scarce been known, and
the Branch, which had shrunken al
most to a succession of pools, now
roared and dashed with frightlul energy
past the old brown mill.
AH d;ty long, and far into the night,
the keen -toothed saw tore its way
through the eudless succession of logs
and Daniel often gazing out upon the
mad wate.s fancied that they reflected
Lis own heart, for truth to tell, he was
far from calm He loved intensely,
but it was by no means clear to him how
his love was ever a more hopeful phase
than at presen.
And wlu-n at l ist the gates were
shut, and the wheel ceased Ks revolu
tions, he wold retire to the little
"office," in which a couch had been
placed, and divide the few hours of
rest between sleep airl the futile efforts
to see beyond tLe dark veil of the
future.
The office was a narrow room, built
outside from the side of the mill, and
projecting directly over the bed of the
stream, and the flood dashed by now so
close to the flooring that it almost
seemed he was pillowed on the whirl
ing eddies; but w hen his emotions were
most aroused he welcomed the com
panionship, and its very madness was
his lullaby.
But one night there come a strange
commition in the hat let along the
smarm.
Some one disturbed by a sick child
was further startled by a heavy crash
and roar from the darkness without.
He Cew to the door, and his worst
tears were continued.
Plainly enough the crashing and
splintering of timbers rame to his ears,
mingled with the grating and crunch
ing of great stone borne a'-oii by re
sistless force.
Then followed the roar and sweep of
an immense body of water suddenly
liberated and overwhelming every
thing in its course.
TV.ere was but one explanation possi
ble the dam had given away, and the
great mill-pond was added to the al
ready swollen current of the Branch.
From house to house the frightened
messenger ran, and in a very short
time a half-dozen men with lanterns
were hurrying through the mist and
darkness towards the pond.
The dam had lieen located perhaps a
hundred rods above lhte mill, where a
large region was overflowed, but long
before it was reached all doubts were
removed.
The current was immensely swollen
and laden with debris, while much of
the bordering land was overwhelmed,
so that at la.st the effort to reach the
dam was given up, and the party turned
their attention down-stream.
A few roils above the mill a highway
crossed the Branch, but where there
had been a heavy bridge high above
the water, they could discern only a
straggling wreck, crumbling away each
moment under the resistless energy of
the flood.
The bridge had gone bodily with the
current.
Hugh Crittenden had not formed one
of the first jwrty, for his house was
more rmote than those of his neigh
bors, but now they saw the flashing of
lights about the mill, and heard cries
of alarm.
"There is something to pay there!"
cried one, and all ran about the great
piles of logs and made their way to the
structure.
Hugh was there, with a friend or
two, and all were in the wildest excite
meut. The mill was wrecked, and
trembling under the force of the mad
current which rushed through the lower
part of the structure; bvt it was not
that which filled those present with
horror.
At the rear the door leading to what
had been the efflce Daniel's sleeping
room was torn from its fastenings,
but it opened only upon a Feething,
howling waste of water. The little
"annex" had been torn from its p'ace,
taking away a section of the mill, and
with all that it contained had gone
down the turbulent stream.
"DeWolf where is he?" gasped
more than one and Hugh Crittenden,
verv pale but calm, made all the answer
that was in his power:
"God knows, men; I don't. There
is no trace of him here."
"Then he must be in the river!" cried
Nathan Goodman, Daniel's assistant at
the mill, "for I was here till late, and
he was verv tired and sleepy when I
left, and said he should shut down and
go to bed soon and try to get a good
night's rest, which he hadn't had since
the storm began. Poor fellow! Jfhe's
gone into this flood he'll never wake
again."
"Possibly he may have been tlirown
ashore somewhere," suggested Mr.
Crittenden. "While there is hope we
must try to find him Some of you
men with lanterns follow down the
bank we may get some clew of him'.'
The search was made, and thorough
ly made, for apart from the promptings
of a common humanity the missing
man was a favorite with his asosciates;
but it was all in vain, though the ex
plorations were carried far below the
limit of hope, and with the coming of
daylight the party made their way back
to the mill with sad faces.
As the water was now subsiding, and
there seemed no danger of further dam
age, the men repaired to their homes,
Mr. Crittenden among the number.
On entering the house he was met by
his wife with an enquiring glance which
voiced the question she would have
asked.
Sometime before a neighbor had told
her the sad nws, but, in the hope that
the worst m?iht not be true, Mrs. Crit
tenden had kept the tidings from her
daughter.
"It's no use hoping." he said; "we've
got to give him up." j
A despairing word fell from the hear
er's lii, at the same moment that
Ethie, who had wondered at her moth
er's constrained air and manifest agita
tion, appeared on the scene, and eagerly
demanded:
"Who is it, fatliei? I know that
there is some one hurt why will you
not tell me what is the matter?"
"Why, girl, don't you know that
Daniel is earned down the stream, and
we can't find "
Before he could complete the sentence
the maiden, with a cry of terrible an
guish, sank at his feet in a swoon.
"Why, mother, what is the matter
with the child?" her astonished father
demanded, as he lifted her to a lounge.
"Dont ask me now; you'll know
soon enough. I should think you would
know without asking," exclaimed Mrs.
Crittenden wildly; and both gave them
selves to the restoration of Ethie to
consciousness, until finally she came
back to life, and gazed anxiously into
the faces of those bending over her.
"Tell me, father," the pleaded pite
ously, '"did I hear arightthat Daniel
is lost?"
-'Yes, my dear girL I know it is
sad, for Diniel was a good boy; but
there is no doubt he was carried down
and drowned, or dashed to death on the
rocks. Xo one could live in such a
flood.
"And I loved him so much so
much!"
Hugh Crittenden sprang to his feet,
and gazed first on his wife and then on
his daughter.
"So that is it. Why, you never
breathed a word of this to me."
"Xo, father; I did not speak of it,
for I feared it would displease you; but
indeed I could not help it." ,
The father bent over and kissed his
daughter, resting Lis broad hand upon
her brow.
"Well, I don't think it would have
pleased me over much; but I'd be glad
to see the boy right here now, and I'd
tell you to be hippy with all my heart
that I would."
The man's eyes were filled with an
unusual moisture, and he moved
towards the door, when, on the thresh
old, he stood face to face with Daniel
DeWolf 1 The young man was drenched
and muddv, but there was no question
of his Identity, and hi another moment
he was the centre or a happy family
group.
"Well, well, my dear fellow," cried
Mr. C nttenden as he wrung the young
man's hand, "we all supposed you dead.
Tell us all about it."
"There Is not much to tell," said
Danie! modestly. "I was awakened by
the water, which was so high that I
foared the dam might be in danger, and
I lighted the lantern and crossed the
bridge to go up on the other side and
look at it. I had scarcely reached the
opposite side of the stream when the
dam above gave way and took the
bridge with it. I could only cross the
Branch to get back by going up to the
Four-Mile bridge, and the water was so
high, and traveling so bad, that it took
me a long time; but here 1 am."
"Well, my boy, I'm very glad to see
you back here, aud I was just saying
something to Ethie about you; but she
can tell you all about that later on.
Get your clothes changed, aud we'll
have some breakfast there'll be time
enough to talk business afterwards."
And the result of it all was that when
the mill was rebuilt and enlarged the
following season, it was put in the care
of another, for Daniel found a pliee In
the store as a partner of Mr. Critten
den, and at the big house on the hill,
which was the envy of all the neigh
bors, there was a partnership of a more
tender nature, of which the reader
hardly needs to be told more.
A a Anetrallaa Baroa.
About forty-six years ago a farmer
named Clark left the shores of England
for Tasmania for the purpose of farming,
taking with him consider il!o capital,
and being, in addition, a remarkable
judge of pheep and cattK Ha appew
to hive failed in flint island, and as the
Tasm&nians were forming a new settle
ment on the shores of the grat An itra-
lian continent, near Port Phillip, he de
termined to try his fortunes there. Where
the Queen City of the South. Mel
bourne, with its 400,000 inhabitants,
now stands, waj then a waste, inhabited
by the savage and the kangaroo. Clarke
at tLis period received from a distant
relative a considerable sum of money,
which he immediately invested in land
in the vicinity of Melbourne, then
called 'Baregras." As the Colonial
Government ot Xew South Wales grant
ed special surveys of 80,000 at the uni
form price of ne shillings per acre.
Clarke immediately invested his legacy
in one of these immense blocks, an i
tuns laid the foundation of fats gigantic
fortune. This was io 1810, and for sev
eral years he continued to take up sheep
and cattle stations in the uninhabited
regions of Australia Felix, now the Col
ony ot Victoria. He always attended
the Government land sale?, and bought
largely in the B.i'larai districts, where
the riohettt cod mines in Australia an
sitnattd. The discovery of gold at
Mi nnl Alexander and Ballnrat increased
his growing weal I h,as he exacted rigid
ly a tribute of royalty for permission to
mine on l is coveted lands, aud thus ob
tained immense en ma.
Never were riches more worthily be
stowed. He continued till the time of
his death, 1 SCI to buy lauds sell merino
wool and deal in cattle. Hia sod sao
cccdtd to tbis vast inheritance, which
c mpiiseJ at his father's death, 3 500,-
000 merino ebeep, 300,000 cattle, and
nearly 3,000,000 acres of freehold lands,
and a leasehold of Cro-rn lands equal
in ana to that of England. The pro
bate duty raid to the various Colonial
Governments was calculated cn an es
tate valued at 850.000,000, though that
was not nitre than half its real va'ne.
His eon. ti t pretext Lord Rupert wood
Las by his care and attention quad
rupled this vast fortuse. When the
Duke of Edinburgh and the sons of the
Prince of Wales vudted Australia, they
were feisted right royally at Euperts
wood, the family seat, and Queen Vic
toria created him Union Bupertcwood
of Bupertawood, m the Colony of Vic
toria, arid a Peer of the united King
dom. Without any exaggeration, the
Australian is worth 200,000.000, and
the influx of population is adding daily
to his wealth.
His genero lty is unbounded. Tje
charitable institutions of Melbourne
and the colonies owe bim a great debt of
gratitude for his liberality. Ruperts-
wood, the seat of this bucolic Australian,
is snperb, and can compare with any
residence in the Old or New World, its
estimated cost being $1,000,000.
Uuw aiany Murderers Escap.
It appears that from I860 to 1882 a
hundred and seventy persone were tried
in Massachusetts for murder In the first
degree, Of this number only twenty-
nine were convicted and only sixteen
paid the extreme penalty of the law.
Of those convicted one committed sui
cide and twelve got their sentence com
muted. Here, then, during a peuod or
little more than twenty years were a
hundred and seventy murders in one
State and only sixteen executions.
In Connecticut during a period of
thirty years, from 1800 to 1880, ninety-
seven persons were tried lor murder in
the first decree. Of these only thirteen
were convicted of that crime and not
more than seven were hanged.
The statistics for other States would
doubtless show simiPar results. In
Xew York city there were a hundred
and eighty-five homicides. during the
four years ending with 1877. There
was an average of nearly one homicide
a week. During the same eriod there
were four executions, or just one a year.
The number of persons tried for mur
der in the first degree in the city is
about twenty-five every year, tne num
ber banged does not exceed on the aver
age one or two a year.
These figures are full or signiucance.
They show that either through the
fault of the law itself or its administra
tion by juries the statute imposing the
death penalty for murder is in the vast
majority of cases a dead letter. They
further show that whilo murder is a
common crime the murderer in a great
many instances succeeds in escaping
punishment entirely.
A cokrk rosDEST who Lbs been ex
perimenting" in planting potatoes, large
and small, cut and uncut, says be has
never been able to detect any differen
ce either in tne yield or quality of po
tatoes raised from large or small seed.
But be has in every case noticed a mark'
ed differences in the results obtained
troro planting cut and uncut rotatoes.
This difference was Invariably in favor
of tie former method.
-Don It a rurpoae.'
At Greeley a young man with a faded
cardigan jacket and a look of woe got
on the tram, and as the car waa a little
crowded, he sat in the seat with me,
He had that troubled and anxious ex
pression that a rural young man wears
when he first rides on the train
When the engine whittled he would al
most jump out of that cardigan Jacket,
and then he would look kind of foolish.
like a man who allows his impulses to
get the better of Jiim. Most every one
noticed the young man and his cardi
gan jacket, for the latter had arrived
at that stage of droppiness and jaded'
across-the-shoulders look that tne cheap
knit jacket of commerce acquires after
awhile, and it bad shrunken behind
aud stretched out in front so that the
horizon, as you stood behind the young
man, seemed to be bounded by the tail
of this garment, w hich started out at
pocket with good intentions and sud
denly decided to rise above the young
man's shoulder blades.
"Do you live at Greeley?" .1 in
quired.
"X o, sir," he said. In an embarras
sed way, as most any one might in the
presence of greatness. "I live on a
rancne up the randre. I was just at
Greeley to see the circus."
I thought I would play the tenderfoot
and inquiring pilgrim from the cultured
East, so 1 s.d, "leu do not seethe
circus often In the West, I presume;
the distance is so great between towns
and the cost of transportation is so
greatr"
' AO, sir. This Is the first circus I
ever was to. I have never saw a circus
before. "
"Did you go into the side show?"
"No, sir. I studied the oil paintings
on the outside, but 1 didnt go in. I
met a handsome looking man there near
the side-show, though, that seemed to
take an interest iu me. There was a
lottery along with the- show, and be
wanted me to go and throw for him."
"Capper, probably,"
"Pei haps so. Anyhow he gave me a
dollar and told me to go and throw for
him."
"Why didnt he throw for him
self?"
"O, he said the lottery man knew him
and wouldn't let him throw-"
"Of course. Same old story. lie
saw you were a greeney and got you to
throw lor him. He stood In with the
game so that you drew a big priae for
the capper, created a big excitement.
and you and the crowd sailed In and
lost all the money you had. I'll bet he
was a man with a velvet coat, and a
mustache dyed a dead black and waxed
as sharp as a cambric needle."
"1 es; that's his description to a dot.
I wonder if he really did do that a-pur-
pose."
"WeiLtell us about It. It does me
good to hear a fool tell bow he
lost his money. Don't yon see that
your awkward ways and general green
ness struck that canrjer the first thimr.
and you not only threw away your
own money, but two or three hundred
other wappy-Jawed pelicans saw you
draw a big prize and thought it was
yours, then they deposited what little
they had and everything was lovely."
"Well I'll tell you how it was if it'll
do any good and save other young men
in the future. You see this capper, as
you call him. gave me a$l bill to throw
for him, and I put it in my vest pocket,
so, along with the dollar bill that fath
er gave me. I always carry my moaey
in my right-band vest pocket. Wall, I
sailed up to the game, big as old Jura
by himself, and put a dollar into the
game. As you say, I drawed a big
prize, 'JO and a silver cup. The man
offered me $ for the cup and I took
it.
"Then It flashed over my mind that
I might have got my dollar and the
other feller's mixed, so I says to the
proprietor, I will invest for a gent who
asked me to draw for him.
"Thereupon I took out the other
dollar, and I'll be eternally chastised if
1 didn't draw a brass locket worth
about two bits a busheL"
I did not say anything for a long
time. Then I asked him how the cap
per acted when be got his brass locket.
"Well, he seemed pained and grieved
about so me tiling and he asked me if I
hadn't time to go away into a quiet
place where we could talk it over by
ourselves, but he had a kind of a cruel,
insincere look in his eye, and I said
no, I believe I didn't care to, and that
I was a poor conversationalist anyhow,
and so I came away and left him look
ing at his brass locket and kicking
holes in the ground and using profane
language.
"Afterwards I saw him talking with
the proprietor of the lottery, and I feel
somehow that they had lost confidence
in me. I heard them speak of me in a
jeering tone of voice and one said
as I passed by: There goes the meek
eyed rural convict now,' and he used a
horrid oath at the same time.
"It it hadn't been for that one little
quincidence there would have been
nothing to mar the enjoyment of the
occasion."
rat Name.
As kerchiefs laid away with scent
bags imbide their perfume, so pet words
from homo uses acquire a sweetness
not their own. It is a goou sign when
one hears the masculine and feminine
heads of the table "father" and "moth
er" each other. The high chairs and
the little plates associated with the ori
gin of those appellations may be long
gone from the sides thereof, but the
memory of the flaxen curls that used to
wave over them is still there embalmed
in the amber of those loving designa
tions; the more if "lather" and 'moth
er" are now themselves grown white
haired and venerable.
We know a family where one little
new-comer invented and bestowed uion
the diguilied head thereof, a pet name,
original in form and unsuggested by
any cognomen to him naturally belong
ing. And we have often been im
pressed with the thought how the us
age of that name ft r him, and to him,
so to speak, has carried double ad
ding to the simple use of identification
which it shared with the names others
called him by, a special thought of lov
ing recognition and remembrance of
its gentle author. . -
The simple fact is, and there is no
good m trying to disguise it, that we
with our calm blood and proper and
reticent ways, tend toward a frigidity
oi mannar in the domestic circle.
which has the appearance and some
times has the reality of unsocialness.
it not of positive want of affection. A
more demonstrative way of speech and
life would bring out the love which is
underneath to the great comfort of all
parties.
A Daby World.
All chemical and physical deductions
tsnd to teach us that the earth is the
child of the sun, left behind in its sue
cessive contractions, as Laplace so
grandly illustrated, or exploded from
the mass of the parent orb in some con
vubdon hardly vaster than those which
the astronomer constantly beholds. The
earth was begotten of the solar fires.
As we look upon the great planet
Jupiter, we see a picture of what, per
haps, the earth once was. It is not
such an orb as the early astronomers
imagined progressed, exalted, the
home of lofty intelligence. All re
searches tend to show that it is Mill a
red-hot world; a baby world. The oceans
of water which will some day cover its
surface are yet vaporous er gaseous
with intense heat. It is 1,400 times as
large as the earth. If these two bodies
came into existence at one solar birth -
throe, we can readily understand why
the earth is superficially cooled and
habiUble, while Jupiter u still glowing
with solar heat.
. If theso planets were both created at
the same time, the larger orb would
more slowly radiate its heat Into space;
it would remain in its lnfaucy, while
the earth .was swiftly passing through
Its stages or development.
What would become of the earth if its
who'e mass should be heated red-hot?
Its ocean wruld boil for a little while
and swiftly vanish in vapors. Carbonic
acid, stored up in the limestones or pro
duced by combustion of the coal beds,
sulphur, mercury, all volatile materials
Uiese would swiftly rise from the
earth's crust, and form an atmospnere
10,000 miles deep, enveloping the glow
ing orb. Looking at Jupiter, we see
what the earth once was; looking at the
earth we see what Jupiter is to be.
The red planet Mars more fully illus
trates the same line of deductions. It
is smaller than the earth, and has sent a
larger proportion of its heat into space.
As we contemplate the activities now in
progress beneath our feet, we can com
piehend the forces which have reduced
to Its present state our bi other pi met.
Imparted Imagas.
In a rough, soft wood box in a
marble dealer's store was an image of
Cupid cut from marbie, chunks of
wood supporting the weak and delicate
parts.
"It is a specimen of readv-made par
lor statuary," the dealer said. "It has
just arrived from Italy, and. when
dusted, is ready lor the parlor of a mil
lionaire."
"Why do you call it ready-made?"
"Those statues are all maJe to order.
but not as the term is generally under
stood. In Florence, for instance, are a
number of studios over which artists of
ability and repute preside. In a mo
ment of inspiration that Cupid was
conceived and moulded In clay. Good
workmen, whose inspiration lasts them
from twelve to fourteen hours a day
and for seven days a week, carve from
ihvi- block as- many copies of the nuxkd
as the trade will Lar. Thus the price
of the inspiration may be distributed
over twenty-five fifty or one hundred
Cnpids. If a man should Lire a sculp
tor to make a single image, he would
pay $.000 or 51000 for the inspiration,
besides the price of the block aud the
labor of the workman. The sculptor
himself might put a tile on the statue
aud he might not. Just as the exigen
cies of society jierniitted or his fancy
dictated.
"In Sicilian marble, which is now
an outdoor stone, we have many de
signs suitable for cemeteries and graves.
These imported goods are not only su
perior to, but they are cheaper than,
anything you can get in any other way.
The price of cemetery pieces tange from
$100 to $500, and of parlor pieces from
$150 to $1000. The difference between
these statues and those costing from
two to five times as much is simply that
these have no great sculptor's name at
tached. The duty on these goods was
raised from ten to thirty per cent, by
the latest adjustment of the tariff. That
was not to protect home inspiration,
but merely as a matter of revenue. On
block marble the duty was raised from
68 to 65 per cent. We are not quite
sure why this was done, but we know
it was not to protect the infaut quarry
ing business."
Ha Sold Himself.
A bat finisher in one of the Connecti
cut hat factories applied for a pension,
and in his application stated that on
account of disease contracted in the
army he could not do more than half
work.
One day there appeared in his shop a
long, lank individual in a Ion;, lank ul
ster, who took an interest la hat mak
ing. He was especially plised with
the finishing. He came arounl to
where our mend was at work, and,
after watching his motions a moment
said:
"Are you new at the business?"
"N'ew l What makes vou think I'm
new?" hastily asked our friend.
"Nothing," said the long, lank man.
pleasantly, "only that I thought you
didn't work as fast as the others."
"Fast as the others," gasped our
friend. "I'll bet $5," he added with
spirit, ''that I can finish more hats than
any other man In this shop."
A few davs later the rapid hat fin
isher received word that his petition for
a pension was refused.
The long, lank man in the long, lank
ulster was a detective in the employ of
the Pension Bureau.
Gift-Making in Mexico.
Among the higher classes of Mexico
gift-making is carried to such an extent
tbat to return the regolos of one's
friends, consumes a large portion of the
average income, Every child, of either :
sex, is named alter some saint, and the
annual return of that saint's particular
"day" is made a season of great re
joicing, at which all the friends are ex
pected to send girts and come with per-
snnal PAntrrat nl:it ions In the ixmi
manner every birth-day Is also observed
from the grst recurrence to the last.
In the kiterior it is customary to send
gifts to one's friends on All Saints' !
day, in remembrance or the dead but
its application to the living I am at a
loss to understand. It is a matter of
daily occurrence for the creado of some
friend or neighbor to appear about the
dinner hour, bearing a tray covered
with a crocheted spread or finely em
broidered towel, containing fruit,
dulce, cakes, home-made cheese, or
other dainty, all of which delicate at
tentions must, of course, be duly returned.
IMTlo j far Treasures.
Mr. Lowe, the auhmiriue engineer.
was a-ked by a reporter it the wreck of
the English frigate ritmvr. wliiok is
aid to have snnk off Port Morru about
nee hnndrel years ajro, having on board
5 000.000 in gold, could be raided at
Una ute day.
"This Hasw treasure torr." sni,l
he, "is an old. old tale. When I wai a
boy I heard of it and to my knowledge
hey have boen workinr at it for tbe
last thtrtT ye vn. The Hussar is said to
hsve struck on Port Rock and bee a ran
ashore at Port Morris. Hawsers were
attached to her and fastenei to neigh
boripg trees, and for a time it was
hoped that her damage cou'd be re
paired, but she slipped her cable' and
sank. Now it is more than likely that
the officers utilize 1 their BDare tim- io
setting off thd treasure an 1 housing it
safely on shore instead of risking it in a
sinking ship. About twenty Tears ago
t looked into the matter, and I met an
old gentleman who was the first diver
who ever eamo to this country from
EnglaDd. He was very tench inters
ed in the Hnssar, and he tni 1 me that
he Ltd looked up the records in Eng
land. From what he could learn there
he was satisfied that the money was all,
or nearly to. taken out before she sank.
The Hussar is a Captain Kidd story I
think. I was asked to take part in the
present enterprise in 1867. I went t-
the place and was 6urprfoel, They
bad no took, and 1- frankly told them
tbat it was worse than nseless to go on
in that way."
"Has anybody else worked at it?"
"I es, I believe so, A certain Cap
tain Fratt, from Worcester. Miss., got
the insane idea that he coul I make a
fortune, and worked seven year- and
then gave it up. Some persons say
tbat he mdo money by the operation,
but I don't believe that he and his
party could have recovered any very
large amount. If they bal it would
have been given out b fore now. On
the whole, they hive been working in
the neighborhood of the wreck for
more than tnirty years, sad if they
took my advisa they wo-ild sliake tue
job. But it seems that these treasure
banters never get tired."
"Bat this onmpany propc sos to give
tho United States Government ten per
cent, of the find, aud that, modestly
placed, amounts to half a million.
"That s so," said Mr. Liwf, "I didn t
think of that. I'iJ tell you what we wi!l
do yon and I will sign a contract, as
citizens of this couLtry, re inqaishinar
our share of the proceed-; we'll give it
to the poor."
"Now there is one thing," he con-
tinned, "that the pnblio do not know.
aud as I havd been a diver f ir the psat
twenty-flva years I caa affar J to tell it.
In our waters we have a rpecies of bore
worm, a sort of paraaite, with what
yon may call a pattent b't month. These
animals, by a peccliar cork-screw action.
can bore a hole through six-inch pine
in a few years. 1 sm ure that seven
veira after the Hussar went 1 1 the
bottom all that f art of her that was
not imbedded in tbe mud was honey
combed cmpltte?Tt and, mini yon, the
Hussar neTer sbif ted tn inch alter the
sank. So there u little left cf her to
examine.
"What would lie tbe best way in
wh'cn to decide whether there i treas
ure bnried in the Hussar or not?"
"That cou'd easily be dene. I am
re idy to make a contract to raisa any
trigate ot the Hussar's eiz- within two
vears, or 1 will raise the Haatar, keel
and all, inside of a year, if they choose
to make tbe eontraoc. There are others
beaide myself who will do the sane.
I don't want any of tbe treasure, but I
must be paid for tho work. '
"Do yon know of any greit treiiaros
that were reclaimed from the sea?'
"If my memory serves meriglt there
a-e three or four very clever pie -es of
clving work re'iorrted. The steamer
Golden Gate, on her way from Cali
fornia to ew lork with about 2,000,
000 in gold, was wrecked somewhere in
the Pacific. It was during the early
gnld days, and everybody was ani ons
to get the wealth. There were great
diflk-ulties met with in the shape oi
heavy surf, but in spite of a'.l about
f 1 500, 00J was recovered. The steamer
Gorge Lord, which sank off Hattera-
with a large amount of golJ, bad soma
of it brought back to terra firms, sul
H.treraa is a rough place."
Snooting Oatter-Snlpa.
She was thin and tall, and scantily
dressed and looked as though square
meals were entirely unknown to her.
In her arms, wrapped in a tattered old
red shawl, she carried a very diminutive
specimen of humanity. It was on Sun
day morning that a resident of Cleve
land first dlscovored her and was at
tracted hr her actions. She walked
along in the emter front of the big res
taurants on the square, and peered
steadily down into the slime and mud
gathered there Every few moments
she stopped and picked np something
from the ground and stowed it away in
her dress pockets. After each act of
this kind she would raise her eyes for a
moment to see if any person was obser
ving her movements. For half an hour
she continued operations, and then the
babv awoke from its sleep and sent forth
such a wail as only hungry babies can
give utterance to. The mother then
went into the old court house al'ey and
s:it down to nurse the little one back to
sleep. Having accomplished this, she
laid the infant down on the hard stones
near the fence, and, thursting her hand
into her iiocket, she pulled it forth and
deposited on the stones near the sleep
ing youngster a quantity ot naif smoked
oigars and stubs which she had picked
from the gutter. All or tbem were
dirty. In the vernacular of the boot
black the woman had heen "shooting
s in.es." Alter emptying her pocket,
she looked around cautiously and then
lifted her dress skirts up around her
waist. Suspended from the latter 'and
hanging between the dress and skirts,
was a huge bag which seemed to be at
least half full of something, probably
"snnies." into mis bag tne yellow
faced woman emptied her collection of
cigar stubs. Then she picked up her
baby and moved away. The reporter's
curiosity being excited, he accosted the
woman and asked her what she did
with the cigars. She looked disappinted
to learn that she had been watched and
answered very shortly, as she moved
rapidiy away.
"Why I sell them, of course." She
vanished around tbe corner.
"What do jou buy cigar stubs for?"
the reporter propounded to a manufac
turer. "We don't buy any for any purpose."
ha repllsd, "aud neither does any first-
class manufacturer. These tenement
house cigar and tobicco makers buv
mem, and use them as saloon cigar
filler or make 'kill me quick' smoking
tobacco of them. Saloonists buy ci
gars made of this refu-te stuff and palm
them off on half drunken persons as
'pure Havana fillers. We cant use
them at all, because we can buy the
good tobacco in tbe first place, a great
deal cheaper. You see the stubs have
to go through four or five operations
beiore they can be made in any way ht
for use. First they have to be picked
apart and each particular piece washed
iu clear water. Then they are submit
ted to a thorough reswearing. After
all this, the odor of smoke will remain,
and to take this away very strong rum
must be used. All this takes time and
time is money to us. Consequently we
bel eve it is cheaper to buy the tobacco
in the first place and make good cigars.
These tenement bouse dealers get
most of their trade from the low grog
shops and saloons, and as a consequence
don't think it Is necessary to put tbe
stubs through all these operations.
They simply wash them and use them
in that condition for filler or cut them
up into tobacco. They pay these snipe-
shooters all the way from six to eight
cents a pound for the stubs and make
money on the investment, too. There
Is very little or such traffic going on in
this city and Cleveland manufacturers
turn out a pretty good quality of cigars
as a general thing. A lage quantify
of the 'snipes' are shipped to Xew l'ork
however, where tenement bouse manu
facturers do a thriving t mi ness. Per
haps some of them return to U3 in the
shape ot manufactured goods. In
France this busine-s of collecting cigar
stumps is quite a large industry, and
stores by the score are opened for the
purchase of the castawav remnants of
cijar. The Ita'ians also deal largely
in them."
Ir ail cigar stores and at almost every
cigar stand are little nickel-plated ma
chines to be used by smokers to cut off
the tips of cigars. The but-end of the
cigar is inserted in a little hole, and by
pressing downward a sharp knife is
moved against the cigar and the tip
amputated. These machines do the
work that the American forefathers
used to do with their teeth. The tips
fall down into a little box, and are
either converted into smoking tobacco
for cigarmakers' own nse or manufac
tured into snuff. Thev are too small
to make saleable smoking tobacco or
cigar tiller. In Europe these tips are
put to a very good use. Some twenty
yt-ars ago a philanthropic and philo
sophical German suggested that a ci.l-
otion be made of tne; tips, and a sa.e
made to Bnuff dealers and that the rev
enue resulting be applied to charitable
purposes, The philosopher was laughed
at but he persisted that much valuable
tobacco was being thrown away that
might be converted into ready cash.
His Idea finally attracted so much at
tention that boxes were put up in all
the cigar stores for the purpose of re
ceiving the tips. At first the result
was not very satisfactory, but it was
sufficient to encourage the originator.
Finally smoking clubs were organized
for the purpose of collecting tips, and
boxei were placed in all the stores an 1
saloons where cigars were sold. Every
month the collections were made and
the tips sold. Tbe re? ult was a most
handsome revenue, aud to day hundreds
of worthy poor in Germony are ctothed
and fed by the moaey received from ths
sale of tips. The fe?er wai spread
throughout Europe, aud in Germany or
Austria the dealer, in selling a cigar.
almost invariably cuts the tip from ir.
and puts it in a box before ti.iud.ng it
to a purchaser.
An effort w as once made to intro luce
the system into this country, but it
failed ignoininiously, and the tips, if
saved at all, are either sold to snuff
maim' act ure rs, smoked by cigar makers
or thrown into the ash barre'. It
seems strange, however, that the plan
of saving them should not work in this
country, where more cigars are smoked
than iu all Europe put together.
rrozca Water ripaa.
"Who is this man?"
"The one who is rushing along, with
his hat on the back of his head, and his
eyes hangipg out?"
"Yes,"
"That is a man who warned the ser
vant girl the other night to shut off the
water so the pipes wouldn't freeze."
"And the good girl obeyed?"
"Xot exactly. She meant to, but her
beau came up and she forgot all about
It. Consequently there was a freeze-up.
Poor girl! She is very sorry! If tears
would thaw the pipes she would shed
'em by the hundred."
"And why does the man rush?"
"He l ou his way to the plumber for
consolation."
"And what will the plumber do?"
"He will show the man 14,678 calls
which were booked before he came in,
and which must be attended to in rota
tion." "And will there be any swearing?"
"There will, my boy! There will be
swearing and stamping and growling
and blasting, but it wont be on the
part of the plumber. He will preserve
his serene smile through it all. When
the other man gets out of wind he will
retire."
"To his office?"
"Oh, no! He wiil get off and buy
himself an alchohol lamp, have a drug
gist fill it for him, and he will return
home to thaw out the pipes for himself.
He can thus make a caving of several
thousand dollars, saying nothing of the
personal satisfaction cf getting ahead of
a plumber."
"And will he succeed?"
"Xot by a John Rodgers! He will
crawl under the bouse, scalp himself on
the joists, fill his knees with rusty nails,
choke himself with smoke, and finally
crawl out and give it up."
"And wait for a thaw?"
"Xo, sir-e-el He wont wait for any
thing. He'll skip d ywn town for a fur
niture van and move into another.house.
That's where his head is level. It's
cheaper to move than to thaw out fro
zen water-pipes. "
Thh Rural Home reminds ns that no
leached ashes, though valatbla for use
on the gardau, must not be applied too
plentifully, and says that if applied too
heavily over tne sartace as a top-dres
sing either jist before or just after
sowing tha a e 1, it will kill the young
plants as readily as the yousg weeia.
xhis is tbe e e when t x heavy a u reu
sing is given, and is especially so with
radishes, salsify,ca3bage aud egg pi in.
With be ins, pe is, lettuce and parsley,
tbe result will be beneficial, as they
seem to s'and more than the first men-ton!.
four Vr Mcaltnv Womca.
Some of the very rich women ot Xew
York have many peuliaritiv Mrs.
Stewart, for instance, never opens her
front windows an i she g e. on: riving
so seldom that even the neUhbrs oa
she adjoining b!o-k do not know
her. She is a sincere Christian, be
lieving more firmly in the English
Church than any other, and yet
worshiping more to suit her own quiet
taste than according to anv set tenets
of faith. She does not care for her per
sonal appeara'jee and does not dress half
so neatly ss her servants. She walks
out of pleasant afternoons twice or
thrice a week, and while always accom
panied at a respectful distance by a
strong man servant, she looks so com
monplace that not one of the multitude
are aware that she is the richest widow
in the world. Mrs. Stewait always car
ries goodly sized coins for beggars.
Miss Wolfe differs from Mrs. Stewart
in this respect. When she meets a beg
gar she must know his or her references
before doing any thing of a substantial
nature. It is a very difficult matter to
!ix the a-e of Mbs Wolfe. She is no
longer young, aud yet she does not look
iu. sue poaeiS'S a face of the typo
that never ages. There is a story of
her raving loved a brave fellow some
years ago, and that he passed away be
fore the day agreed upon for the wed
ding, and when he was buried her
heart also was put away in the tomb.
it is a pretty romance, all devotion, no
thing but truth and pureness, and she
now devotes her Ufe to cnarkv.
Mrs. Goelet, like her late husband, is
of a retiring disunion. ForinrvaU
of weeks she will remain closely at
home, out to all callers, aud then again
she w ill be seen at every place ot note
in the city. Her jewels are said to be
the finest private collection in the coun
try. The Goelets we. e a! ay3 a cuiiou3
family.
But the most sensible and attractive
of the rich ladies in Xew Yolk whem
this article has ca Jed to mind is Mrs.
Marshall O. Roberts. The widow of a
mining king, intelligent, cultured and
:andsome, she, wiih 0 iaw.OijU in her
own rigm. numbers her suitors by Uio
dozens. Some time azo. it will be
readily recalled, the goosips said that
she proposed to enter the White House
as the wife of Arthur and its mistress.
According to an infotmant o mine,
Mrs. Koberts, when this siory came to
her ears, burst out crying as though her
heart would break, pronounced it fiilae.
and supplemented it with thes;a:eaaent
that she would never a?ain go to the
aitar as an exspectant bride. She is the
center of a social circle of brave men
and women, does a great deal in aid of
literature and art and is well known to
the poor of the Five Points and the
Ea,t Side.
The Dead Letter Office.
Fo::r million three hundred and
seventy-nine thousand oce hundred and
Dinity eight letters strayed iir.o the
1 -ad-letter Office tluricg tho last year;
3,340,307 ot these were not called for
at the postotliees to which they were
sent; t?.o were sent in from hotels
because the depirte-i guests had left no
addresses for forwarding their mails;
lu,.l5 were insufficiently pail; l,Zi
contained forbidden an ides, lottery
tickets and the like; were erro
neously or illegibly addressed and 11,
U79 letters bore no address whatever.
Of these letters 15,301 contained money
amounting to $32,047.23. Besides that
l.OUo letters couuiiuei drafts, checks,
money orde-s, etc., to the amount cf
1.3S 1.904. 47. Morc-over, 00,137 letters
contained postage stan.ps aud 40,125
contained receipts, paid notes and can
celed obligations of all sort.
With this remarkable showing of
more than $1,000,0011 gone wroug, too
much cunnot be said in caution to tnose
w ho contide letters and packag -s t the
maiL The money thus collected at the
Dead Letter Office is turned into the
treasury. The goods and mercandiso
from the packages are sold at auction.
and the Chiistmas and fancy cards are
done up in packages and sent to the
children's hospitals and the orphan asy
lums of Washington.
A whole history of possib'e anguish
and heart buruit.gs is wrapptd up in tie
collection of 35.100 photographs that
came to the Dead Letter Office in a year,
and Injured and resentful swains, an
gered relatives and friends may know
where some of their treasures have gona
to. The photographs are preserved and
this portrait gallery of the Postoffice
Department numbeis up into the mil
lions, beginning wkh a miniature that
was lost in the mails fifty yeirs ao.
Human Hcasta of Bar tie 3.
At last the problem of our school
days is solved, says a Mexican letter,
aud we have discovered how Cortex ac
complished the overland transportation
of that historic fleet of ships, built on
the coast and borne over the mountains
to the lake of Mexico. Nearly all the
labor in this queer country is performed
by man-powers few carts or horses be
ing employed. We mee. buman beasts
of burden carrying wardrobes on their
heads, pianos on their backs or huge
blocks of building stone with apparent
ease. Mexican Indians who transport
goods from the interior are so trained
that they will tire the strongest horse
in equal time and distance, carrying
from 100 to 150 pounds upon their backs.
It u an actual fact that, after making a
long trip thus heavily loaded, they till
their baskets with stones on the return,
their strained and distorted muscles re
quiring the accustomed burden.
Aa Astoiuahea "Librarian.
A book agent with an ermine trimmed
and lined overcoat, a cap of Russian
seal and driving a m igmficeut span of
grays, drove down Bank street, ew
London, Conn., and after repeated in
quiries succeeded in fluding the down
town reading room at the corner or
Bank and Howard streets. He had a
trunk and valise deposited at the door
and was setting out his samples of cy
clopedias, scientific digests and stan
dard authors in the various styles of
binding, before the astonished eyes of
Librarian Clarke, when the latter got
breath enough tjask him into the read
ing room. The agent stepped over the
threshold, threw one switc glance
around, muttered an ejaculation which
was not a prayer, packed his trunk in a
hurry, closed it with a bang and drove
up towa as if Tom O'Saanter's pursu
ers were cutting behind. Alexander
took off his hat, scratched his head and
as he looked after the flying book agent
wondered what it was that madu him
mad.
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