Iiiiii At J B- F. SOHWEIEB, si TES QOaSTlTUTlOI TEE THICl-lTD TSE EHOSOEICKIT 0? THE LAT8. Editor and Proprietor. VOL. XL. MIFFLINTWN, JUNIATA COUNTY, PENNA.. WEDNESDAY. NOVEMBER 24, ISSG. NO. 4S s Dill XV V A v-- MV IVIVJV IVJk 3 nt vyyvyf 'J (1 Sunrise. The East bTossominct Yea, a roue, Y5t as li e heavt-na, soft as a kiss, Sweet a the presence of a woman is, Kises and reaches, and widens and grows, Larieand luminous, up from the sea And oat of the sea, as a blosaomiDg tree. Kicker and richer, so higher and higher, Deeper auJ deeper it takes Its hoe; BriL:er and brighter it reaches tkrougli Xbf space of heaven and the space of stars TUI a. I is rich as a rose can be, Acd my rose leaves fall into billows of fire. Then beams reach upward a urns from the sea; Taen lances and arrows are aimed at me. Then lances and spangles and spars aud bars Art leuken and shivered and strewn on the sea: And, arouud and about me, tower and fj.ire Start lroin the billows like tongues of fire. A CHOIR SINGER There are two sides to every ques tion, as the lst of reasons demon strates; lut Marie Pirot, try as she might, could Uud only one side to the questum of her engagement to Sydney Worth; aud that, unfortunately for the lover, was the negative Bide. Sydney, on his part, being a man, was logical enough to take in all the bearings of the ease, and yet heroic enough to await Marie's decision with courage worthy of a cause more sublime than the yea or nay of a brown eyed girL In this trembling balance, however, was hung his hope of all earthly happiness, while he smoked his cigar and talked and. walked about the world as usuaL 'Take a week, ouly a week, for calm jonsuleration," he had begged her, and then proceeded to enhance her jalmness by daily letters of urgent pleading. His eagerness harassed and worried Mane into a state almost of resentment and took from her much of the responsibi ity of her final action. It gave her something to light ajainst ind armed her with necessary firmness. Whereas, if he had thrown himself completely and helplessly on her mercy she wou'.d have found it doubly hard to wring his heart by her decided refusal; but she wou'.d have wrung it all the same. When her letter came at last poor Sydney kissed the dagger before he re ceived its stab that is, he kissed her handwriting and then very likely a few moments later dropped a tear or two in the same spot, but the letter was folded and put away, as such letters aud such poor, broken hopes are being folded aud put away all over the world to-day and every day, and Sydney went about his business astonished and mis erable at the heavy weight of his dis appointment. His lifestaggered under it but did not stop; and he vaguely felt, through all his suffering, that time would bring him again the old firm step aud lighisoine strength, but never the old g:iyety and fre-diaess of beait. wic j ivi. -wa g j'U'j ior rum and, burst into b.ootn, aud its petals were scattered no power could make it again a perfect flower. All the rest o: the tbinas in the world remained, cer tainly, but they seemed to have very little use or value for him now, and he wondered how the days ar.d years could go on without the impetus of his lost hope and aspiration. But the days and year3 did go on; Sydney sat at his desk and made money and Marie sang ia her church and gave music lessons, losing her youthtul beauty somewhat, bat gaining alwajs in grace and at tractiveness. She and Sydney met oc casionally as friends, and his eyes still yli the same old story that was now flurbidden of all other expression. As for Miss Pirot, she met the usual ex perience that falls to the lot of talented and gracious women. She bad hosts of male friends, quite an array of admirers, and always one or two ardent lovers who were much in the same case as Sydney himself for it would seem even to the most interested observers that Miss Pirot's being, musical and harmonious as it it was. had never yet responded to the master-chord of all tie chord of lovel Bnt at last, when the key-note of Marie's destiny was struck and it flood of melody came pouring into her life like an overwhelming tide, neither the alto on one side of her nor the bass on the other, nor even the orgauist, Lucy Crumm, who was her bosom friend, guessed that anything unusual tad hapiened. It came about in this very common place way; Old Brande, the regular tenor, was absent . for the first time iu seven years, from the Tuesday night rehearsal. The choir had assembled and stood about, waiting and wonder ing, and conferring upon Mr. Brande a position apart from all other tenors on record by their genuine surprise at his delinquency, when there came suddenly np the staircase a tall and slim young man, very fair, with plenty of flowing blonde hair that hung in student fashion on his broad white collar. He spoke with a foreign accent in a high musical voice, addressing Miss Pirot, who hap pened to be nearest to him as he approached the organ; "Mr. Brande has rent me to sing he is too much 111 for this night, and also for Sunday, he thinks. But if it is pleasint I singhls part for all." Miss rirr. only bowed and smiled tut did not speak. There was great Season for her silence. She had fallen in love with this young man, of whose existence she had been aware three seconds! It Is not to be wondered at that, in the confusion or her senses, she had also, for the moment, mislaid her voice. "So very glad," said Lncy Crumm, all animation, and reassured on the score of the quartet; '"but so very sorry to hear M r. Brande is ill. IN oth ing serious, I hop?? Wo were Just wondering how we should manage. You read, I suppose? Mr. Aiken, will you please hand thanks. We Intended to rehearse this quartet. All along here is Mr. Brande's part the tenor s; the bass comes in next below; but, of Course, you understand?" "Oh, yes yes I" lie was already bumming through the tars of the music she had placed in ha hand, like one sure of his ground. "Miss Pirot!" Miss Pirot started visibly, then walked over quickly to her place with a heightened color. When had she ner befoie needed a summons to duty? X one apieared to notice her enibar-rassmr-nt, for all eyes were now fixed on the 0111 books, and Miss Crumm s strons Olivers were pressing the keys. ' It was a wretched night; the rain fell In torrents, a chilly wind was blowing, the streets were wet and dismal, and Marie Pirot was walking under an um brella with. Gustave Wetzel and cling ing fondly to hi8 arm The rain w. s blinding her somewhat, but her tears wre blinding her still more fur tive, bitter tears, such as women often weep, unknown to all the world. The crowded street cars passed them every minute or two, but Marie had refused to ride. This was the last time they would ever walk together the last of many, many times. She could not afford to shorten these few sad moments of parting and farewell. lie had come to the choir that evening only to tell them that he had been suddenly called to Germany and must sail in the morn ing; but he bad stayed and sang over with Marie some of the old duets, and now tkey were walking home together, slowly, through all the storm, by the way they had learned to know so well At first few words were spoken between them. Marie felt only the thrills of unreasoning love, the delight of contact, the bliss or this dual soli tude encircled by rain and storm and darkness. To her it mattered little what they said or where they went, so that they were together; and to-morrow was pushed as far from her horizon a3 if it were twenty years away. But all the truth came back on her like a shock when Gustave's voice said, gen- uy: "I must thank you. Miss Pirot, ft r the kindness you have given to me always to me, a stranger: all these pleasant walks and our music, together. I shall often think of your lovely voice when I am far away. "We have indeed had pleasant times," she answered, bravely and clearly, after a moment's pause. "But why nerd you go. if you have been happy here? Ah, you you have not many regret?. You are glad, I think?" "Indeed I am glad," and glad his face looked excited and eager. "It is a grand opportunity now that offers. You can understand, if one has been planning long and waiting, that one might be glad to see fulfillment near." "Yes," said Marie. That one word only, and in her voice was the huski ness that comes with tears. "Ah, well, I see my way now clear," he continued, gayly and brightly. All unconscious of the mute tragedy that weut on beside him, he poured out the story of his disappointments In the past of his plans and visions for the future. Marie listened silently. It seemed each moment that the tide of her emotion must burst all bonds and carry with it the fine reserve of her nature, its womanly dignity and pride. She called 'up all her strength at last, in a desperate effort "I muse leave you here," she said, stopping suddenly at the corner of 4:h avenue. "I I have some business t j do I will say good-night and good bye. I hope you may have a pleasant journey." "But surely not! I cannot leave you in this storm. , Let me escort you where you wish to go so dark, and such a rain!" "I have my own umbrella hero" sae raised it as the spoke. "Thank you very, very much, but I prefer to go a'one. And you know," smiling strangely at him, "I shall have to go without yonx escort altogether after this. You have been most kind " She broke off suddenly, and busied her self with the fastening of her cloak, then held out her hand. "Good-bye." she said, abruptly. "Good-bye, Miss Pirot, if It must be so if you wish it." Oh, yes. Tartings, I think, should never be prolonged. I hope you will have a good voyage. I hope you will be always happy. Good-bye, Gustave. " "Auf wiedersehen, auf wiedersehen, my beautiful, kind friend. I will write to you from the other side, and some day we surely will meet again. Do not forget me in the time between." But Marie band wrenched her hand from his and was gone, a dark, hurry ing shape, down the lighted, rain-swept street. "Marie!" Sydney Worth had come out of the opera after the second act, and having buttoned his long rubber coat to the chin, was scudding up 14ih street in an element-defying hnmor, when this word burst from his lips In a tone of amaze meet. Marie Pirot had just passed him on the crossing at 4th avenue; a sudden backward tilt of her umbrella had shown him her face plainly, pale and strange, with that absorbed, unsee ing look that mental suffering gives. Her swift step faltered an Instant at the sound ot his voice, and in an instant he was by her side. "I knew 1 could not be mistaken," he said, breathlessly: "but you, of all people, and at this hour! What in the world brings you Into this region?" He is holding her hand in his warm, friendly clasp, and looking down searchingly at her haif-averted face. "Oh, i was walking away from the furies," she taid. trying to speak lightly, "but they have come with me. 1 think I really did not know where I wa3 going. I only wanted to walk. Did you ever have that feeling, Sydney, that you were too unhappy to be quiet?" "She asks me if I ever had that that feeling! Ah, Mane, there are few feelings, born of unhappiness, that I have not bad. You ought to know that, my dear." "Eut but they pass away some time, don't they?'1 she asked, wistfully. "People can't go on suffering some chance, some relief, must come," "I don't know." he answered, with a long sigh. "Perhaps. J have not found it, yet." "Oh Sydney," she said, passion ately w th a wild burst of tears. "Sydney. Sydney!" she laid her cheek on his shouller, sobbing like a child. By this tine they had passed from the glaie of 14th street and were facing up-town agan. He had taken the um brella from, her hand and held Its shelter betvfrea them and passers-by. Sydney's knUledge of suffering had made him veh tender toward the pam of others, liy allowed his companion to weep unqVutioned, pattuig gently ftomUnietotVe the little quivering fingers that cltf t0ed his arm. How good ton are she sum. mered. whisperirvly, at length. -Oh, Sydneyl how coad you forgive ,me how could you ever look t " I have made you Wffer like this? I never knew it could be bo tnslj m not dream of what you i felt .when , parted; you were so noble ana bo 'gooi You never rn.de '"-"JJg how crnel-ruel-;r ael-Oh, and you bore it all! I can pity yon uow. "Yes, dear." lie said, tenderly. " I am glad to hear you say that. lam glad you have, at last, some pit J to give m"Oh, but you do not lead any more. Surely you can't care sUlasyou used t0Oh" husfc!" Sydney interrupted, very genu?: "Hush, y dear! bush, Mane! You have never understood my love if you think it could change or pass away in a few months or years " "And you do love me this minute now as you did then?" "Always always!' "But if I should tell yon that! had thrown my heart away, unasked, un sought ob, so hopelessly and vainly! and if I should say to you: "Will you take my promise to be your wife ah, not soon, but soma Unit, when I am a better and a happier woman?' if I should ask you to accept the poor ser vice of my life and let me try to love you would Viat at me a little for the pain and trouble of the past?" "Oh, Marie, you do not mean it?: His grasp tightened on her fingers. "Do you think what you are saying?" "Yes, yes, yes I If you will take my poor, half-broken heart but not yetl" she checked herself, piteously. "I eould not love you yet by-and-bye it all may come right. And meanwhile, it you wish it, we can be engaged. You must stay near me, Sydney, and be good to me, OU. heli) me! heln me to live. You know how hard it is how Impos sible n seems that joy or hope can ever come again. Pate did know what she was about, as she usually does, if minds finite could but compass her Infinite plans. A few dats later brought to Svdnev Worth the unexpected fulfillment of a hope that be had patiently placed a long way off in the future the full bestowal of Mans Pirot's love. They were driving through the park in a brilliant October sunset, and Syd ney had been talking brightly of various matters ot interest, when he uirew ins head back with a short laugh, and said, in kind of triumphant tone. "Well, I teas pleased to -day, Marie. You remember that fellow I told you of that had defaulted from sur office with a lot of money last week?" "Xo," said Marie, vaguely. "Did you tell me?" "Come to think of It, I didn't," said Sydney, smiling. "That's so. I was ufraid it might annoy you. WelL it's all right now. They've got him at least, not Atm.for he gave them the slip at the last moment; but the money's safe. He took away S70U0, and we've recovered all but t-vJO; that he spent. I tell you we've been lucky, and so has lie. it s a curious thing," pursued Sydney, thoughtfully; "but I'm aw fully glad the scamp escaped." "Glad?" repeated Marie, solemnly. Oh, why? He will be sure to victim ize other poor people." "Other rich people.'' said Sydney, correctlngly. "Of course he will, for it turns out that be is a regular confi dence man; but you've no idea how much I liked him. We all did. He came to us about six months ago, and said he bad just arrived in the country and was quite friendless. Well, the firm took him on trust, actually. He had gotten himself up like a German student long hair and broken English. and he had the loveliest tenor voice! Old Bond was foiHr nfatnated with this luragou. It w;is W etzpl here and Wet zel there - -" "What!" Marie grasped Sydney's arm with both her hands. "My dear girl!" he reined In the horse and looked down at her white face in amazement. "What is the matter?" "Wetzel was his name? and he went away? when? when?" she demanded, hurriedly. "Wetzel was the name he gave. His real name is Wallace, I believe. He went away last Wednesday morning the day after I met you in the rain." "That was the man!" she said, in a lowt breathless voice. She un clasped her hands from Sydney's arm and pressed them over her face. "The man! What man?" Sydney stared quite wildly as he asked the question. "Oh, the hero of my romance!" said Marie, slowly and bitterly: "the singer I fell in love with. Y'ou did not want to know my secret; you must know it now. That was the man!" "Well, then, the comfort is that you did not love him, after all," said Syd ney, caeeringly. "He only thought you did." "Xo, no, no!" she returned, vehe mently. "He never thought ho never dreamed oh, I could lie down here and die this minute ' , "Oh. not here?" said Sydney, depre catingly. 4Xo one could die comfort ably in a buggy. You'd wait until I took yon home, I know." But Marie did not smile. "How contemptible I am!" she said, slowly, with bitter emphasis. "How I b ive fallen forever in my own esteem! To turn away from a noble, generous nature like yours a love that any woman might be honored in accepting. Sydney, I deserve your hate and scorn!" "I'm being praised, it seems," said Sydney, calmly. "Quite right; but all the same I can't hear my wife abused. And look here, Marie, I'm glad you did make such an awful foolish mis take, because if you hadn't you never would have come to me.' "Oh, do you really think so, Sydney?" she asked, blushing beautifully. "Then I am glad, tool" The Jloonstruck Attitude. W Aman aM AlrtfVnflf A11 AnAllfftl .... .1 !. tfrtaln ninHif.inna f Hnn't UliUDk I H III wuv. .w.vuu. believe that In all the fine collections of ..hntnimnha Th11iitMl thi 9 vpar there IIUVVVKKYU. ... J are half a dozen girls who have not as sumed tne expression mey were ut&eu : T . 4a Aiirimta displayed in these unknown faces the bias toward the sentimental, as in that young lady's with the fine eyes that gaze languishlngly upward, with her Dretty hands clasped under her rather sharp chin. As a rule, i inins min gin most r tuA miAnotrnplr attifllda. A P-AMt, IWb U1D iuwu.uv - of melancholy does not suit excessive avoirdupois. The fat ones affect dig nity as a general thing, and a fine ' 1 i 1 nn.4 reserve, even a uujyinuca, muwu, before which the bravest photographer must quail at times. Then there Is the ;-ot Tnrainii. ttimiffh this 13 rare. and the expression of extreme felicity and good win lowaru an uauuuu, u . i . t.,i nnnutinninir exDression. IIIO LI a - - and the debonaire, saucy look, like that upon tre counieuauw vl w pretty girt in the sailor hat and yacht- f ,8.U. ..nni fbinor affect either extreme sternness or lofty intellectual- ity in photograpus, uuv , . ' u iitfli tAhai faithful reproduction of his common mood than a woman's- is of hers. Unconscious ness wTare told, is the last effect of neaa, i,.lnimnhi ana to anna breeaiBg. i""-"- goou lJ"7' , . ,nncr nnr nosses- sfonof it, we have not advanced very far. ,r- - A crematory ia to be built at Pen-sacola,Flak A CHTXESC DOCTOR' A Prescription From a Picture'") Celestial Physician. Here I was, face Chinese doctor, whose advertisement were printed in English, but who dly complicated things by talking the Chinee. I told him that I hadn't learned Chinee yet. His mouth widened Into a grin, and he motioned me to a wooden-bottomed chair. "Chin Foo comee light wale," be said. i - Chin Foo was the interpreter. He came back in ten minutes as happy and dapper a looking Chinaman as ever trotted through Molt street, Mew YorE City. Until he came I amused Email critically ogling this physician from the Flowery Kingdom. He was decidetly picturesque. His tall figure was en veloped in a long, loose robe of yeSow figured Chinese silk, like the magid-uTs garb in juvenile fairy tales. AD. tint the extreme top of his head was shaven as smooth as a billiard Dall. From the crown depended a queue of raven h ir, almost as long as the man was tall and braided like a German maiden's locks. From his upper lip drooped a bUck mustache. The ends were of extraor dinary length. But surprising as the moustache looked it wasn't half as strange as his left hand. He had let the nails grow until they were full an inch in length- They were poliiueu until they glistened. The nails of his other hand were pared close to the fin ger tips. He leisurely pulled a cig-nette of very strong blaci tobacco as be sat opposite me against the backgromd of brilliant curtains. Sse here. Foo," I said. '"I've got malaria. I've had it a long time a good deal longer than I want it. I'm told your doctor makes a specialty or knock ing out malaria in a single round." "That's right," rejoined Foo, with a grin, iet the doctor feel your pulse." Foj jabbered to his fantastic princi pal in Chinese, and I held out my hind to him. The long-nailed Celestial took one of my wrists in either baud, pressed his fingers against the pulsvnd studied the floor with bjweJ head in silence so long that I looked quizeingly np at Chin Foo and requested an explanation. 'What's the matter with your doc tor, Foo?" I said. "Does the cate stagger him? And what in thunder does he want to feel both my pulses for?" "Oil, that's the regular professional method In China," the dapper little in terpreter returned, smiling at my mys tification. "He's orthodox as ortho doxy in China can make him. It's a peculiarity of physicians in the Flowery Kingdom to study the beat of both pulses." The pig-tailed Celestial medicine man looked up from the floor and let go both my wrists as lively Chin Foo got V end of his remarks. Thea ne r&acW4 for a pencil and one of the great skeet' or yellow paper that were piled higiv uj a red table in front of him. "Ha is going to build you a prescript tion now," Chin Foo said adiniringtyf " atch him; it'll interest yoa." The prescription was a corker in sit-. T he medicine man began at the upper right hand corner of the big yellow sheet with a jerky sort of scribble that built up curiously Chinese characters in columns of three so fast that I could hardly follow him with my eye. He built other columns under the tint one until, after be bad been at work something less than five minutes, the Chlne-e characters were piled np on top of each other in huge rows like the Xavarro flats. "That's all," cried Foo, as, with a sigh of relief, I saw the medicine man from Canton drop his pencil and shove over the yellow prescription. "You can get this put up down In Mott street, and nowhere else. The doctor's fee is 2, please." "When you get this medicine you must fix it up Into tea, and take half a cupful at a dose three times a day. Half a teacup is rather a small dose, too, for you must remember that the Chinese take their medicine by the wholesale when they take any at alL Their medicines are all allopathic to a heroic extent so far as the consumption of remedies U concerned." An hour later I found the Chinese pharmacy of Hong Wah, Hoe King & Co.. the solitary Chinese drug store oi Gotham. It was on the ground floor of a three-story building on the south side of Mott street, that looked very much like a little German grocery decked with no placards. The clerk laid his mammoth pipe carefully aside, with the punk still sticking in the hole in the side, glanced at the prescription, and then started to make it up. He diew a handful of what resembled cin namon sticks from one drawer, and laid them in a big metal scoop. This scoop was fastened on one end of a wooden rod that the clerk held poised ia the air by a string. He hung a num ber of uangling weights on the other end of this astonishing pharmaceutical scale, until, after a tedious delay, he dually struck a balance. Then be dropped the whole thing on the counter and grabbed something else from au. otherjdrawer. This he weighed in the same tiresome fashion. There were fifteen or sixteen different and desperate looking drugs or berb in that big yellow prescription, and when that moon-eyed Mongolian had weighed them all out separately he bundled them all together again in red paper in a package bigger than my head, and an assistant who sac in a far off corner walked over to him. listened to him jabber something In Chinese and said in very lair tngiisn; uouar anu halt" I gave him the money, tucked the heroic dose under my arm and rode home. When I trot there I dumped the whole pile of medicine, sticks and pow ders and roots, into a Kettle of hot water and boiled them for an hour un til they became a tea, as Foo had di rected. It was almost villainous and uninviting decoction when I lifted the hd at the expiration of the hour and poured out half a cupful. Long wrestling with the multitudinous aches and pains and ills ot life had made me familiar with a varied and terrible series of unsavory medical drinks, but never in my life had I introduced into my poor stomach anything so horrible to the taste as the tea that came of boiling these Chinese drugs and herbs. By a mighty effort I forced the dose down my tbrroat, and kept it there by a heroic and masterful struggle of the wilL The nightmare that made my broken slumbers weird and awful was but a trifle compared with the internal commotion that racked my system that night when I was not wrestling with variegated terrors of the nightmare, and in the morning my liver felt as If John L. Sullivan had been using it all night as a sand bag. My spirits were dismal as a Xovemier fog, and I felt as if to offer me food were heap insult upon my misery. But a wholly unloaked for rse in mv to face wiitirrteirlts followed the. tremendous shak ing up ot my liver. The tea prod -ced. a healthy stimulation of the -torpid organ that made me feel happy and re generated for a whole week. And e.arh time thereafter that I made my relf temporarily seasick by swallowing the awful stuff the reaction was sim ilarly grateful and invigorating. . l NAMES. Some Example of Anything bntp propriatencsa. What fuuny names people give to their children, anyhow. Xot the high sounding or fanciful or romantic names ; they do well enough, although they do harmonize ill with red hair and freckles sometimes. But real good, sensible names, even family names, I mean. Xow, one ot the boys with whom I went to school was named Xewton, Isaac Xewton. His ideas of heaven and mathematics were equally well founded. I shall never foriret his amazement i when the teacher assured him that two and two made four. He stuck out for seven for a long time, and at length agreed to leave it to the clasj, and when jye unanimously decided in favor of four, he said it was the beatlu'est thing ever happened to him. The day he learned that an apple, loosed from the tree, wouid fall down instead of up. he sat without speaking a word all day, dumb under the overpowering burden of this revelation that fell uion him Use the world renowned clap of thun der out of a clear sky. And one dav, overhearing the teacher declare that the sun was more than twice as large as the earth he gathered up his books and sard he couldn't stand any more of tins nonsense. He never came back to school, ne got a place as clerk In a coal yard, where his immovable faith lu the doctrine that two and twj make seven, and that the attraction of gravi tation makes things fall up. so that the lighter anything weighs the heavier it is, paved his way to a partnership aud great wealth. He kept on knowing less and less every day. until now he is a most eminently resuectaMn cilizeu, who thinks politics are vulgar and debasing, never votes and is a member cf the board ot education. Then there was young S jToruou Wise man. He stood at the foot of the same class five year?; fiat wa3 the lowest class in school. He never got oat of it. Said fe teacher, "Can lisli live on the land. Wise:i an?" Aud Solon. o . thought a minute aud said, "Yes'rn." Tuen she said no, aud explained v.-;iy taey couldn't, and then asked, "Could they live in the a:r?" and he said. J cheerfully, "Yes'm." B;it licsaid n. )"d csp'.ainsd why, and tu-a Bf'sed, lrfiit tuey could live in the the water, ;f ou'dn't they?" And young Wiseman ( said, very C3u3dently, "Xoia'ui." Mie said they could, and this disc iurage-1 i him. He never came so near aoswer ! ni a question correctly a?ain. He stayed In' school five years, during whicli time he drove two teachers to suicide, lie is a rich man now aud a member oi a local board of civil service reform. When he left school he got a place dowu at the gas works, and his unfailing capacity for making everything mean exactly what it didn't say led to the invention of ths gas meter, aud so he sped on to fortune. Why, do you know, I ou!d give a dozen Instances of the3e human misno mers. There was Jerry Blackhart, not Jeremiah, but Jeraboani. He was a half-breed Indian, sou of old Col. Blackhart, a miserable old tnief of an Indian trader, who called this boy Jeraboam to spite the chaplain of the noit. That boy Just loved his worth ies old father, and he wouldn't have his name changed for anything, though everybody shortened it to Jerry. But he was the whitest boy in that school, lie never used a word or an expression that he couldn't have used in Sunday school He was the soul of honor, and was religious clear through. He got up a noon prayer, meeting iu school aud It led to a revival, and he is a mission ary to-day, working among his brethren In the far West. And there was Xick D-ioliltle; he was the busiest boy in school. He read by firelight until he was bald at 17. studied himself into brain fever at 18; then he became a civil engineer; laid out railroads faster than the Gould family could gobble them up, and every time he gets unusually busy he dis charges two or three clerks because, he says, they get In bis way and retard his work. Fact is. you can't tell much about a boy by bis name, except in the old time Sunday school booss, where the good boys are always named John and Charles and the bad ones are called Bob and Bill. The History or Steel Pena. A Koman metal pen is said to have heen found at Aosta, not a mere stylus, but a bronze peu slit, and there is soui evidence of a pen or reed of bronze nearly as early as the invention of print ing In the fifteenth century. A hun dred years ago some steel pens werj made in Birmingham by Mr. Harrison for Dr. Priestly, and some of these passed into the hands of Sir Joseph Mason In his early days with Mr. Har rison, but all seem to be lost. The first pen of metal of a definite date, beyond all question. Is one In a Dutch patent book of 1717. At about the same time a polite ode ot Pope refers to a "steel and gold" pen, but these were evident ly luxuries only, and it was not until about fitly or sixty years ago that metal lic lns became more generally In use. It was about 18J9 or 1824 that the great revolution came by which pen were made by a cheaper process the hand screw-press, which pierced the pens from sheet steeL Previously pens had been made from steel rolled into tube fashion, and the Joint formed the slit; but these required considerable labor to shape them into pen-lorm. The use of the screw-Dress belonged to the period of John Mitchell, Joseph Gillott, and Josiah Mason; but on a careful review of the facts, it seems to be clear that John Mitchell has the best claim to be considered as the original introducer of the press made pens. Skinner, of Sheffield, was appar ently one of the first to cheapen steel peBS, but his productions were soon surpassed when the screw-press was introduced. The farm work should always be kept in advance of the season. Give the boys as good tools to work with as you do able-bodied men. cloomt nrvEttsios. A Widow Who-te One Enjoyment fa Seeing Other People Buried. There Is a most estimable widow, nearly seventy years of age, living in one of the border Pennsylvania vil lages not far from Elmira, who, as long as any of her neighbors can re member, has bad but one diversion. Although a lady of exceeding cheerful ness o! mind, possessing a fund of quaint humor, and very charitable and warm-hearted, she has never been known to mingle with or take part in social gatherings or entertainments ot any kind, or to indulge in any of the pastimes in which people ordinarily find pleasure and recreation. Her idea of passing time pleasantly and enjoyably is to attend funerals. She has attended, with one exception, the funeral ot every person, young or old, who has died during the past fifty years and more in the village where she lives, and of all those who have died in the country and adjoining counties that it was possible for her to reach. The one exception in the village was not her fault but was due to the refusal of the family of which the person to be buried was a member, to hold the funeral either the day before er the day after General Grant's funeral in Xew ork, at which the old lady, patriotic as well as eccentric, intended to be present; for she has attended, ever since President Lincoln's death, the funeral ceremo nies of every great man or woman held at any point within her convenient reach except Simuel J. TUden's. She was at Horace Greeley's funeral. Charlotte Cushman's, saw Garfield's remains taken to Ohio, and was present at the funeral ceremonies ot both General McClellan and General Hancock. She mourned her inability to go to Vice President Ueudrick's funeral, the dis tance being too long for her to travel, and her grief at being forced to stay away from Mr. Tilden's was great. She was all ready to start for Xew Yoik on that occasion, when she received word of the sudden death of her sister. She keeps a list of public men and women whose funerals she wants to live to see, "not because she wants them to die, but because their funerals will necessarily be well worth going to see. This lady has a relic of some kind of all the notable funerals she ever attended. It Is said she can tell the date of any funeral that ever oc curred in her village, the correct age of the deceased, aud any particular In cident connected with the obsequies. She herself has buried three husbands. A neighbor of hers has made an esti mate, and says that if all the people she has seen buried were living to- lay they would make a city with a popula tion of at least fifteen thousand. Economy In the IIou--holl. 1. After mixing bread at night Like up all the bits of crusted flour left on the muting board and sift them into a saucer. Enough ilour will be saved to umj iu u'jur uie poaru i tuo iuuiu.uk mixfe. and only a very few scraps need be thrown away, instead of the saucerful which the servants usually waste. 2. When all the bones have been re moved from a fowl in preparing it for a pie or for pressing, there is still a lit tle gelatinous and nutritious substance left on them. Put the bones back into the pot with enough water to cover them and boll for a half-hour longer. Enough liquor to thicken slightly for gravy for the dinner will be added to that already obtained from the boiling of the fowl. 3. The One wheat meal which is now much used as a breakfast substitute for the once universal oatmeal makes a very palatable and nutritious pudding. There is usually a little more cooked than is served, and if this is saved from one or two breakfasts it may ap pear in the form ot a pudding. The cold boiled meal is better than the bet, too, to make the pudding, as the meal should come to a boil with the milk in which It is baked. Three pints of milk, three eggs, a teacup full ot sugar, and a coffee-cup full of the cooked meal are the proportions. Flavor to suit the taste and bake half an hour. 4. There is no need of putting ezgs Into cakes made hi layers for cream or jel:y, and in the winter, when eggs are not cheap, this is worth remembering. Much less butter than the usual cook book recipes demand may also be used for this sort of cake. A half cup of butter, a cup of sugar, a cup and a half of sweet milk, and two tablespoons of baking powder (always sifted with the flour), in two cups and a half of flour, are a very uneful recipe for a simple foundation for cornstarch cream or for jellies. 5. When meat boils dry and burns on, as meat has a way of doing once in a while in the best regulated kitch ens, do not turn it out directly into a p in and waste that still good part of the fibre which adheres to the burned and spoiled part. Plunge the pot into a deep pan of cold water as quickly as possible, then take the meat out of the pot with a ladle, a clean cooking towel, a large fork, whichever is at hand. The cold water unler the hot iron makes the meat steam and break off immedi ately almost where it is desirable that it should. And if the pot is well washed, and the meat put back into it in hot water, there will be no burnt flavor record of the catastrophe. 6, Enough bits of meat, gristle and bone are thrown away in nearly every meat-eating family to keep the pro verbial French family or fine econo mies in coup stock all of the time. An American household might not realize the French dehciousness of soup "made out of nothing" if none of its members were instructed in the gallic mysteries of soup-making; but it is certain that the stock might be used for making simple gravies, which are more heath ful, especially for children, than too much butter. How the Czar Travel A Cracow despatch describes the Czar's last journey as having been un dertaken with even more precautions for his safety than usual. The day be fore he arrived at Warsaw a Xihilist, who had been sentenced to death some days previously, was hanged in all haste. Soldiers stood along the entire line where the imperial trains were to pass. As the trains approached the soldiers turned about so as to be ready t3 fire upon any one who might try to get near the line. There were three trains one for the imperial family, one for the baggage and a third for railway workmen, who could repair any dam age happening to the lines. On the journey the Emperor changed from one to the other train several times. At the stations the windows and blinds were closed. TREED BY A BEAR. The Adventure or Brooklyn Yonojj Lady Which Will Lead to Marriaxe. & romance which will result in a fashionable wedding in Brooklyn in the near future had its foundation the past summer in a CatskUl Mountain farmhouse near Hunter, Green county. The young lady, who Is in her teens, is the only daughter of a Brooklyn man. She is beautiful and accomplished. The prospective groom Is about 39 years of age, but his stern, settled manner makes him appear older. Up to a few months ago he was considered to be a confirmed old bachelor, crusty withal and misanthropical in his views of life. Last June be was advised by a physi cian and his friends to give up business for a while and seek rest In some quiet spot among the mountains. Very re luctantly he made preparations. A pleasant farm-house near Hunter was selected. Among the few other boarders at the house were two ladies from Brooklyn, mother and daughter. The daughter was given to whist playing; so was the bachelor. The girl was fond of long solitary walks; the bachelor had a simi lar weakness. One day the girl had a thrilling experience, an account of which was published in the papers at the time. The young lady went out one afternoon in company with a larce Newfoundland dog, for a stroll through the celebrated Stony Clove, declaring as she left the house that she would bring home a chunk of ice and perhaps a snowball from the cave where ice is found all the year round. The Clove Is only a short distance from the house, so no objection was raised to her pro posed expedition. On her return the girl related her adventure as follows: After walking about a mile I turned round to speak to Carlo, the dog, but the animal was nowhere in sight I called him, but be did not come. Think ing he would soon reappear I went on alone. 1 saw some wild flowers and stopped to pick them. As I raised my head I saw several yards distant what I supposed to be the dog. "Come, old fellow,' I called. There was some hes itation, but it came closer and closer, but not until it was nearly upon me did I realize that I was almost in the clutches of a big black bear. I don't know anything after that. Mr. says he found me perched in the low branches ot a tree, nearly dead with fright, while the bear Kept watch aud guard near by. How I ever got up the tree I cannot imagine, for I never could climb. Mr. fired at the animal. but bruin turned tail and waltzed off into the woods apparently unhurt. It was almost dark when the bache lor and his fair burden arrived at the farm bouse. Parties had been sent out to search for the missing ones, and great anxiety had been felt by the In mates of the farm house. The girl did not recover from the effects of her escapade for several days, during which the bachelor hegitled the hours to such good purpose that an engagement was anat uueed soon afterward. A large bear was killed in the Stony Clove a few days after the events nar rated above. It was supposed to be identical with the one that made the girl "climb a tree." At all events Mr. purchased bruin's shaggy hide and a soft rug it will make for my lady's chamber. How Grocers Cot Their Name. The Michigan grocers recently held a meeting at Grand Rapids, Mich., when Mr. B. M. Floyd, ot Chicago, read a paper before them on the origin of the word "grocer." We make an Interesting extract: "Dealers in mer chandise were of two kinds: Whole salers, called grossers or engrossers, and retailers, called regrator (huck sters). An old work, called 'Putnam's World's Progress,' gives the following: Grocers, one of the oldest trades in England, and anciently meant engross ers or monopolizers, as appears by statuts 37. Edward III. The Grocery Company' Is one of the twelve chief companies in the city of London, in corporated in 1429. Xow, as you read ily see, this does not refer in any way to your present line of business, but rather, as I have said, to any general wholesale merchandise business, and did not refer, as it does now, to the sale of sugar, teas and other edible commodities. Such dealers, or, rather, dealers in such commodities, were then called 'spicers.' Richard Grant White in bis essay on misspelled words, drawj the attention toward the word "gros ser," and says it should be used in that way; instead of "grocer's." But now, as it seems a very good word, and as we have grown use i too, we had better leave it as it is. I can recall an eld sign in Xew York City that read "Gro cers and Spicers," but when "spicers and grossers," first merged into "gro cers" I am at a losi to ascertain. At people's needs increa-ed, and with them a desire for a more convenient place to buy a general stock of food it is natural the grocer has absorbed, by degrees, the many branches which were at one time distinctive trades, and we find now under the general head of "gro cer" what was formerly known as: The chandler dealer and manufac turers of soap, candles, oil, etc. The fish monger lea!r in all varieties of dried, smoked and fresh fish. The wine and spirit merchant, whose occupation we can well judge from the name. The green grocer, or dealer in fresh garden products, or butter, eggs, etc The poulterer, or dealer in live or dressed poultry, game, etc The splcer, or dealer In teas, sugar, spices, etc The tobacconist; the name fully indicates the business. The Italian warehouse min. who sold fine oils, dried and pre served fruiU, pranes, olives, sardines, etc. The fruiter, who dealt exclusive ly in tropical and domesticer fresh fruits. The cheese-monger, or dealer in cheese. Yon can readily see that in a country like America, where the pro gressive element predominates, and, there being no time for barter, the mer chant or grocer has gradualy drawn all these several lines under his care and merged them into a general business, and now the grocer of to-day is a rep resentative buyer of the food products of all countries." Soda a? a Heat Producer. The European idea of using soda in stead of coal in running engines is shortly to be tried at MinneaiJcIL-, Minn., where steam engines are forbid den. Sev-ral tons of soda are placed inside of a boiler and slowly saturated with water, which produ es an intense heat. The soda can be used again by driving out the moisture. Soda engines are in the St. Gothard tunnel, where the bad ventilation prevents the use of coal. NEWS IX BRIEF- A Genesee, X. Y., farmer owns a seven footed pig. Miss Kate Field it to pass the early winter at Old Point Comfort. ' Cornelius Vanderbilt once gave a dinner osting him iio a plate. They are gathering an extra large butternut crop along the Hudson. A Tanner in Elmer, X. J., got fifty two tons of tomatoes off four acres. Wilson Barrett Is equally good at humorous recitations and mimicry. Six French families of wine-growers have settled in North Vineland. Excellent maible has just been found in nummtlstown, Berks county. Over 350 entries have been made for Xew York's November horse show. Florida orange, green, are selling in Gainesville, Kin., at live cents a piece. Gymnasiums are Increasing the number of rosy-cheeked girls la our cities. A Leesburg, Fla., man will pack his ranges la hay, and await good prices. Will Carleton, of "Betsy and I Are Out" fame, has been lecturing m verse. The professional guides or Wash ington are doing right well off bridal couples. A cotton picking machine, to rev olutionize things, is being made in Wil mington. The coroner of Baltimore often finds it d:Cicult to get jurors to serve willingly. A Cedar Rapids (Iowa) cat has adopted a young mouse and is tenderly rearing it. Stephen Coiinick, of Meddybemps, Me., walked four miles in an hour on October 11th. Forty-two new ice factories have been started in the south during the past nine months. Miss Hetter Clarke, of Marion, Ala., says if sl.e lives to see ( hrlstmas she will be li'l years old. --A white chipmunk was caught near East Jordan. Mich. It is th firr. ever beard of iu the state. Rosa Bonheur has received a wild mustang as the latest addition to her Fontainebleau menagerie. P. T. Car cum is to give a new schoolhouse, built on new plan., to the town of Bridgeport, Conn. The Harlau family will hold a re union next year on the 200th anniver sary ot their establishment in America. President Cleveland, it is said, us ually wears a flower on his coat lapel now, which he never did before he was married. A professional beggar shipted 70 In nickels, dimes aud quarters from Sioux Falls, D. T., to her husband in Minneapolis. I Wada'pH hatfkc-epofg, t'i-?d of vain erxorts to get good servants, are now experlrurntiiig wiili colored help from the south. Daniel Carr, or Ophir, Iowa, Las a petrified human heart, which was taken from the grave f a woman whom he had knowu years ago. A dog bitten by a rattlesnake in Xebraska, instead of dying develop! hydrophobia, and bit fourteen head of cattle, all of which died. Lightning struck a barbed wire fence at Dunhtp and killed a score of hogs that were lying against the fence a quarter of a mile away. The Austrian government thinks cf introducing the tricycle Into its pos tal service, and experiments to that effe t are now being made. A Maine soldier obtained his pen sion for a lost finger solely through the evidence of a rhyming descil. tion of the occurrence ssnt at the time to his wife. An iron tower I'l feet high, sur mounted by an electric luht and sup ported by fcur pillars, is to bs erected at tne Paris exhibition at a cost of $1, 000,000. The Emperor of China having learned to read, understand history and public documents, and judge between right and wron;, will begin to rule next year. Liehtning struck a Plattsvilie, X. Y., potato patch scorching the vines in a circle of 1.1 feet and uncovering and baking the potatoes iu the center of the circle. During a recent tornado in Indi ana a biard was picked up by the wind slapped up against the tide of a house and held tight across a window until removed by occupant of the house. The Alg-wpiiii Club of Boston hai purchased la:i on Commonwealth avenue f;r VS ).( aud will put up a hons coft:ug Si-SO.uuO. Xew Yoik architects l.uve secured the contract. The Kersey i of f-wcastfr county. Pa., are a long lot. Dr. Kersey and his wife are each s.x feet tall: ono of their sons is six feel three inches, and George another son, a;rcd II years, ia seven fe t high. J. C. Baldwin, of Houston, Tex., recently sent to the Smithsonian insti tution the hoofs of an ass bred at S.ui Antonio. They were spirally twisted like the horns of an Indian goat, nd one of thera was twenty-six inches long. Excepting only Harvard, William and Mary, In Virclnia, founded in lbt" is the oldest coilego iu America. It can now boast of cot a single student and the last dollar of Us endowment will soon have been spent. The grand old institution owes its downfall first to the civil war, ad finally to two de structive fires. The Rapid Ann River, the boun dary of the counties of Madison, Or ange, Culpeper, etc., was not named after Queen Ann, as generally supposed s.ys the Baltimore .1'iifrt'cau but de rived Its came from a half-wild wouian of the neighborhood, who, on account of her remarkable fieetnes.", was aiways spoken of by the early hunters as Rapid Ann. The ctow, accoruinj to Mr. J. T. Campbell, is one of the most Industri ous and persistent seed-trauporting agencies known, and to its efforts are probably due the founding of many a new forest. Tcis bird has an aixless and mischievous hahit of picking up and flying with any sniail object which happens to attract attention, dropping them in an equally aimless manner. The crows often gather by hundreds, holding noisy conventions, and as they disperse each drop something. The ar ticles prove to be acorns, walnuts, hick ory nuts, buck-eyes, sycamore balls, ticks, egg shells, pebbles, etc -I I; :'! I:- t: M ' - 'X
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