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Editor and Proprietor.
VOL. XL.
MIFFLINTOWN, JUNIATA COUNTY, PENN A.. WEDNESDAY. DECEMBER 15, 18S6.
NO. 51
Anrora.
Tht airy form is this, all grace,
2'Uat loiursdown the walk,
A plucking in tbe Harden place
Ilic rosebud from its stalk?
CnliftrJ in her finger tips
She holds a baby rose
Close to her bow-shaped, scarlet lips,
Ar.J in the pink leaves blows.
Bow toon it wakes, as if It knew
A zei'hr fiom the south,
Or felt a Jrr 01 morning dew,
A breath a kiss her month!
Bow vain to hold, O fjollsh bud,
Yoar rivals in such scorn
Boranse her kiss has stirred yonr blood,
jiv sweetheart, and your Moral
A CRITICAL MAID.
The lecture was Just over. We four
book in band, iu a little group in tbe
corridor, uumuk ui buouuea tones,
consulting one another on a knotty
point la the history of grand jury. The
tnivr eamA nut. rtf tliA lMtiinrviTri
lC-bU.i.
and passed us. lie bowed gravely as
lie passed, and went hastily down stairs,
, in nan in ta hanfl I, i j In..,
nn-n fi.iiintr It mill ff shout, his tx thin
figure. We were silent until he was
out of sight; then our tongues were loos
eued, and we no longer spoke in sub
dued tones.
Toor young man!" said Lottie, feel
ingly. "lie is as grave as a Judge," said
"That." said Claudia weightily, ''is
uervousm-sa. no ia uervuus giris
norc.vis of IIS."
But it was I who had the most to
fay. l team, against, tue uaiusiers, wiui
mi- f;ipfl towards thfl nnpn drvir nf th
lecture-room, and gave the girls the
wneui oi my uineivauuua.
"Tes, he is nervous," I said. ".Poor
young man, he is shy! When I asked
him if the grand Jury still existed he
blushed, girls oh, he is copper-colored
to start with, I know, but he blushed
through the copper color "
Tor your ignorance, perhaps," sug
gested Claudia.
"lie is very shy," said I. "Ke is not
used, I expect, to teaching girls. He
can not forget that we are girls. He
waited did you notice? until we had
left the room; the other lecturers stalk
out before us, 1 think he wanted to
open the door for us and to bow us out.
Oh, poor young man, he la shy! slrj
and young.
The other girls were frowning at me.
Claudia was touching my elbow, with
mysterious meaning, on one side; Nell
pulling my sleeve imperatively on the
other. Lottie formed her lips Into a
silent "hash."
"Shy and young very young! what
is the matter?" I said.
Nobody answered me. No answer,
indeed, was needed. At that moment
our lecturer passed as again and went
J arfe-Hito-!;! wtius-room. Ua bad
come up tbe stairs behind me he must
have heard me. He seemed to glance
try way as he passed. There seemed
to be a twinkle In his gray-blue eyes,
Tte girls moved slowly away; but I
turned precipitately and fled.
Past the lecture room door, along the
corridor, upstairs I fled, to my own
little room, (study, bed chamber and
reception room,) near the sky. I meant
to work and took my Stubbs and
turned over its leaves, and found my
place tnrriedly, with an ungual
energy. But work would not drive
away the remembrance of my unlucky
speeches, and sentences bore no mean
ing to me; I could not fix my attention
on the history of early Germanic in
structions. I shut ur my Stubbs In
despair; the girls were playing tennis
in the courts below, I seized my racket
and ran swiftly down to join them.
Teams v.o.ild make me forget.
But ir my thoughts were distracted
for an hour or two they attacked me
again when the game was over. I
stood bef re my glass and changed my
dress for d nner and grew rosy red as
the resemblance of my words came
back. I had said that be had blushed
becaute I had spoken to him I said
that he was shy I had implied that lie
was shy of me because I was a girl. 1
should never dare to speak to him or
look at him again! I had called him
copper-colored at least I might have
srared him that reproach. I looked in
the glass at my own little face; It was
as brown as a berry brown by nature
in the first place and made more brown
ly the summer sun and the breeze from
the sea at home. His eyes were blue
and his hair was fair. It was altogether
brown hair, eyes, skin, all brown
alike. And I had called him copper
headed! I had called him young! what
else had I called him? I brushed back
my brown hair tightly and severely,
tied my sort silk sash with a jerk and
raa down to dinner with a rush, hoping
to escape from my thoughts again.
Perhaps, after all, 1 thought, tryiDg
to comfort myself he had not heard me.
My voice, alas! was clear as a bell's. I
was an only girl in a family of boys a
spoilt gin who had never been taught
to be meek and silent in the presence
of her brothers a talkative girl who
had learnt to make herself heard in any
Babel of louder and gruffer voices.
But perhaps he had been thinking not
listening meditating on the Mark sys
tem, trial by jury, or the disruptive
tendency of feudal government. But
no, said the girls, he must have heard;
there was no doubt whatever that he
had heard me. ,
The girls were as happy as usual.
They could contemplate the situation
tranquilly: it even afforded them
amusement; they found something hu
morous in my discomfiture. It was I,
not they, whom he had t.verheard.
We sat in a half circle on the floor
before the fire that night, in our pretty
bright dresf'tig-gowns, and drank cocoa
and ate sweU biscuits before going to
bed. I was hostess. The study, the
little tin kettle singing on the hob, I he
blue and white china, the cocoa, me
sweet biscuits were all mine. Y e four
friend gave cocoa parties in turn. io
morrow Claudia would provide tbe
feast. Yesterday Sell had been host
ess. Cocoa was the chief dissipation of
a college. We gave "cocoas" as our
brothers gave "wines" it was a drink
easily made, inexpensive, nutritious.
We sat around the fire on the floor,
talking and laughing, holding our tea
cups and stirring our cocoa slowly ana
absent-mindedly as we talked. MJ
guests were merry, but I to-night was
unusually silent and depressed.
"After all," said Claudia, sensibly,
trying to comfort me "arter all, what
did you say, Cis? Nothmg-notbin?
at all events that mattered. lo J eaia
he was young; well, that is true, now
eld, girls, do you imagine be isT
"Twenty-five," said Lottie.
VTwenty-four." wil Nell.
T "Very young," said Claudia, conclu
I sively.
"Then you called him shy well, he
is shy. You said he blushed well, he
he does bluslL"
"That is just it," I groaned. "It Is
all so true."
"He will think you observant," said
Nelly, nibbling the sugar from her bis
cuit with slow epicurean enjoyment.
"ne will think, at aU events, that
you are interested in him," said Lottie
cheerfully.
"In him a manl" I groaned, for a
girl who was tyrannized over eight
admiring brothers aud had been treated
all her life with deference by fond
fathers and uncles has an ungrateful
scorn for men. I had no meek mother
and aunts and sisters to teach me hu
mility as a becoming womanly virtue.
"Poor Cis poor Cicely!" said the
girls sympathetically. "And Saturday
is coming and you will be forced to sea
him. You poor, poor Cicely!"
Yes, Saturday was coming. On
Wednesday and Thursday and Friday
I went about with a constant con
sciousness of Saturday's Inevitable ad
vance. Our lecturer had stated that
n Saturday afternoon be would be
pleased to go through our papers with
us, to discuss poiLts of interest, explain
difficulties, and remove possible mis
conceptions. We were to go to him
singly. I was to go alone to the man
who, I had said, was shy of me and
thought of me as a gtrl and could not
forget that I was a girl, whom I bad
called copper-colored, who I had said
blushed. The thought was terrible.
Saturday came. The girls were
cheerful. "Go first, Cis," they said
"go first and get It over."
""Yes, I will go first," I said. But
when he came I faltered and put off the
evil moment, and Claude, Nell and
Lottie all went in before me.
"He is not so shy to-day,' reported
Nell on her return. "I think, Cis, that
perhaps we were mistaken about him.
Or, perhaps, he was under the impres
sion that we were learned girls; af let
our papers and our chatter he knows us
better and thinks very little of us.- He
is solemn horribly solemn! And no
old man could be severer. Oh; he is
quite at his ease.1'
Nell had reported truly, ne was
quite at his ease. lie was sitting wait
ing at a table which had pen and ink
and papers on it; there was no expect
ancy in his attitude; he seemed a little
bored, indeed; he sat with his back
toward tbe door, one elbow on the
table, his hand propping his chin. He
rose when he heard me and looked at
me calmly enough as he shook hands.
"Miss Chrysta. ?" he said.
'Yes,' I said, meekly.
He touched a chair that stood beside
iris at the table, and I sat down with a
fueling of obedience. His face was
grave, his manner, as Nell had said,
severe; I wondered how I could have
thought him nervous; he looked as
though he had never blushed; he seemed
quite unaffected by the consciousness
.hat his pupil was a girt. He seated
himself beside me. and drew a corrected
exercise toward him.
"This, I think, is your paper, Miss
Chrystal ?
"Yes," I said In a small voice"!
I tliink so, Mr. Tudor."
He was turning the page3 slowly and
gravely. 1 sat looking down at my
liands folded meekly on the table and
did not see his face.
"Your first answer Is Is Inade
quate." "Tbe first part of Stubbs is is very
difficult," I said, venturing to look up.
There was a strange, quick little
twinkle for a moment in his eyes, as he
glanced at me; but his lips did not
smile.
"In the next question," he said
slowly, "you confuse or seem to con
fuse two things, the constitutions and
the Assize of Clarendon a slip, per
haps?" He was looking steadily and calmiy
at me, waiting. For the first time in
my life 1 felt small and young and
meek. I forgot that I was nineteen
and no longer a schoolgirl. I was
overwhelmed with a sense of my own
ignorance, "No it was not a slip," I
said, "constitutional history Is quite
quite new to me."
".So I had gathered from your paper,"
be said quietly.
His verv eravitv and quietness
seemed like bitterest satire. He said
he did not grasp my theory here aid
not follow my argument there. And I
had had no theory I could not fal
low my own argument. He grew
more grave and quiet and slow. The
lump in my throat grew larger every
moment If I bad been brought up in
a family of girls I should have burst
into tears before mm. i saisuu suu
looked at my own brown fingers clasp
ing one anoiaer a iu aiuwucu uucuj.
At last he pushed back his chair a
little end gave me my paper, folded.
"You will have to reau very sieauujr,
Miss Chrystal."
"Yes," I said in a small voice.
"For some months."
"Yes," I said again.
"The rest of Uie class are far aSead
of you."
'Yes ye3 i Know,- i m.
He seemed to have nothing more
wholesomely humiliating to say to me,
and I understood that the interview
might end, and rose to go. xio ruac,
too. immediately. Most of our lec
turers nodded at us and sat still. Mr.
Tudor conceded something to my girl
hood. He stood when I stood, and re
mained standing as be continued to
speak tome. Ho threw out a crumb
of praise, ., ...
"Your style is clear,-' he said.
"When you deal with subjects within
vour grasp when you do not get out
of your depth-your style U clear de
cidedly. Not an altogether historical
style, but lucid." -
I felt that, on the whole, his blame
had been less humiliating than this is
praise. He held open the door for me
and shook hands gravely ith a quiet
smile. ... .,
"Good afternoon," he said.
"Good afternoon," I replied and fled.
The girls had invaded my study and
were lazily stretched on the bed and
window-seat and rug waiting for me.
"Well?" they said.
I sat down beside Claudia on the
hearth-rug and tore my corrected paper
fnto small atoms and burnt them. "I
lot- him." I said. poking the fire vigor-
""T nnshinz the smouldering
pe'r into the uMtS
fiTthinks me conceited! Ua thu ta
ir.fr. thn flames "I
me nomui j ,, ir-
ZV. 1,0 think? me nutted up. He
homdl ue w- j "
EuehTat me-I saw it in his eyes
laugns ai. iu ...-yejY time I
moreinauu" . - - - .
looked at tun
I said I said be
bshed-I saW he thought of me as a
glrl-L eaid he blushed because 1 1 spoke
to him. And he despises mcl And he
"SSFfiStWl Wong
to a family of boys where no one ever
wept, and burst into sudden tears; and
Claudia, Nell, and Lottie fell to com
forting m.
As the weeks went on I grew more
and more convinced that I had hated
and always should hate Mr. Tudor
that be thought me young, ignorant,
stupid, flippant, spoilt and conceited;
that he despised my intellect, remem
bered my foolish speeches, and always
would remember them. Ills eyes had
a way of twinkling when he looked at
me and looked away again; all the per
plexing questions seemed to fall to me,
and his lips twitched when I spoke of
gavelkind as a custom ot duty, aud
found Wolsey guilty under the statute
of purveyance. He seemed to enjoy my
blunders; the worst mistakes of Clau
dia, Nell and Lottie never provoked in
him even a temptation to smile.
But the bad half hour in my week
was on Saturday afternoon when I went
alone to him, and sat by his side while
he spread out that week's history paper
of mine before him and commented on
its faults and required an explanation
of its ambiguities, and waited patiently
with the most courteous attention for
my answers. Now and then, glancing
up at him quickly, I caught a gleam of
laughter deep down In his eyes. Yet
when he spoke his voioe was slow and
grave and weighty.
It was Saturday afternoon 1p the
middle of the term I sat beside him
at the table, listening meekly to bis
criticisms.
"You miss the point here. Miss
Chrystal."
"Yes, Mr. Tudor."
"And here you speak ot impeach
ment as though it was a procedure by
bill."
"Yes. Mr. Tudor."
"That is a somewhat grave mistake."
I could, not acquissce again. And
the monosyllable yes" was the only
form of answer that came to me.
"And here, I think, you were re
quired to discuss the constitutional
importance of these events?"
"Yes, Mr. Tudor."
"You have not done so. Miss Chrys
tal." "No I am afraid I am afraid not."
"You mistook the question, possi
bly?" He was looking gravely at me, wait
ing. My spoken answer, like my writ
teu answer, was not very much to the
point. I spoke desperately.
"What is the good of it all?" 1 said.
"What does it matter about the judi
cial system, and who has tbe control of
taxation? What does it matter about
the parliament and the courts, and all
the dull old laws? One cant really
care for the constitution."
I had time while he sat surveying me
to feel ashamed of my babyish, pas
sionate speech.
-What made you think of devoting
yourself to the study of constitutional
history?" he said with gentle surprise.
His gentleness seemed like satire. My
eyes, in spite of myself, suddenly filled
with tears. Suddenly he looked away
from me. ' ne asked me no more ques
tions. For the next five minutes be talked
rapidly, without a pause. When I
resolutely blinked my tears and gazed
at him, he was diligently disfiguring
my history paper with crooked circles,
and Lis face was less brown than ruddy.
After that day his eyes ceased to
twinkle when he looked at me; be
passed me over in class and put the
puzzling questions to Nell and Claudia,
and was almost gentle when I went
alone to him. He gave up asking me
to expound this theory and that argu
ment which he had failed to follow;
and, when he was forced to condemn
my work he worded his blame mildly
and looked away as he spoke.
"He has"forgiven you, Cis," said the
girls. "He completely ignores you now
for which you are thankrul, Cis, are
yen not?"
"Very thankful," 1 said. I sail it
impressively, for I needed to convince
myself as well as the girls.
I was inconsistent, for I began to
wish that he would find me amusing
again, and to feel pangs of disappoint
ment in class when he passed me over,
aud to desire, with quite unreasonable
eagerness, that he should look at me
again, even if his eyes should have
laughter in their depths.
But every week the laugnter seemed
further away. And if he was grave In
class, he was graver still on Saturday's.
He gazed steadily at my paper as he
discussed it, and discussed it as though
in a dream. He no longer thought me
flippant, and conceited, and foolish, and
tried to cure me. He no longer thought
of me at all.
It was only at the end of the term
that he set aside his perfunctory tutor
manner.
"Are you going home, Miss Chrys
tal?" he asked me hesitatingly.
"Yea. Not at once though. For a
week or two I am going to stay with
Claudia Miss Harrison, I mean. Then
she will come home with me."
"I maybe spending my holidays near
you. Perhaps possibly we may meet
each other."
"Oh, yes, very possibly," I said.
And suddenly I felt light-hearted at
the thought of holidays. There was a
little pause, and I rose and held out
my hand.
"It is somewhere in Devonshire, is it
not?" he said.
"What?"
"Your home."
"I'es. Axetown Hast. Quite a lit
tle place on the coast. Have you
friends there. Mr. Tudor?"
"No " he said doubtef ully. "I be
lieve I believe the fishing is good?"
And it did not strike me as strange
that be should be going to a place in
which he had no friends, and of which
he did not know the name and county.
But I did not tell the girls what he
had told me. It was only at the end
of my visit to Claudia Curt I broke the
news to her. I broke it casually.
"He came for the fishing," I said.
And father and the boys seem acci
dentally to have come across him."
"Never mind," said Claudia.
"No, it does not matter," I said re
signedly. But Claudia was sympathetic next
day when we arrived at Axetown,
East. In a short fortnight Mr. Tudor
made great strides toward friendihip
with all at borne. He had foand favor
;th fithpr and the boys; his hotel was
comfortless and he deserted it frequent
ly He came ana went at u muu,
laughed and smoked with the boys and
talked sensibly like an o d friend with
father. Ho was more bronzed than
ever; for a fortnight he had been fish
ing 'and rowing and walking with
energy. He laughed as I had some
times suspected he could laugh. He
had left his tutor manners behind him
w'th cap and gowa. Suddenly now, at
the ena of a fortnight, he tad grown
tired of fishing and ot lonely boating
and walking, fie haunted our hoasilBit hats and long H Am.
and seemed to be always where I was. t
Claudia was sympathetic and somehow v, .
I felt traitorous when I received hei ?ow thc C,wt,r' Vtea v Mako
sympathy. , 41 Their Own Hats
It was a still, warm summer eveain!'. .
a day or two after our arrival. Jt , ,, . , .. , .
were in the drawing room down stair I, e ' cowboy of the plains
and the French windows were orn instance U,e cowboy's big rimmed
wide. Father was showing Mr. Tudor The fact alone that it has been
some views of places abroad where he orn without changing fashion for
had been stationed at different tlm?"" aeration is enough
Suddenly on the still air came a voicf''tethat use, not vam.y, dicta
from the garden. Claudia was coming. on?in- Ut.'J recetears wben
up the path with my brother George. -je Importance of these hats was recog-
"And that is the story," she said.11 J" manufacturers and wool.
"It doesn't seem quite a modest thing selt, Maur WCT8 to account in
to say a man blusies when you spwk 5Jking them, we majle our own hats,
to him. Toor Cis! she has never been hle near e shape and size of
happy in his presence since. He will U'J "j " c.ould mak.e dn
spoil her holidays. We try to praisat the ground. A large circular ptece
him sometimes, but as for Cis, she will ; ,f l8?" w,
never say anything good of him. She J,reai ovr thJ With a bunch of
really dislikes him now " l33 or buckskin the centerot the
"That's a pitty," said George, for j was P!1 down .mt e
Tudor-poor bear-is In love with jBtl1 16 sumed " y "J
ner i lurrouudmg circle of hide, which was
Ido not think father had heard. He 4 waa be the rim was kept flat on the
was engrossed u photographs of China. 'Poundby constant patting of the hands
I did not venture to look at Mr. Tudor, i'11 r'3und.it. , , , i u
I do not think that be looked at me, J )h "is hat was molded ft wtb left
But an anecdote which father was re-l"111.1 was dned bJ t!l 8un- beli
latin was new to us when he told it !
again next day
It was an hour or two later that we
found ourselvvs alone together. But
Georje's words were ringing in my
brain sti'L It seemed natural, now
that we were alone that he should go
back at once straight to those words.
"It is true," he said gently. "I did
not mean to tell you yet. I meant to
win your love first."
I did not speak. He was standing
near me by the open window, and he
took my hand and let it rest in his.
"Do I spoil your holidays?" he asked
gravely, "Are you unhappy, as your
friend says, because I am here?"
I hesitated for a moment. "I do not
thina that Claudia knows," I an
swered. Cicely, I am bold," he said eagerly
"very bold to speak to you now so
soon. If I mike you unhappy I will
go. If I have no chance no chance at
all tell me. Cicely, aud send me away."
But I said nothing.
"Send me away now," be said plead
ingly. I looked up at him. I could think
of no proper answer. "I do not want
to send yon away," I said.
A Mau's Mother-Iii-Law.
it is a mystery which no man has yet
solved, why so many sad jokes are con
stantly being perpetrated about a man's
mother-in-law. What dreadful crime
has the unfortunate woman committed
in providing the man with his wife
that he should bear such an undying
grudge against her? -
Now if it was a woman's mother-in-law
who was made tbe butt of these
jokes there might be a grain ot sense
in toem; fox it as the man's mo! t Vf ovl-b, ram or shine ana in many
who has it in her power trMke iiro changes of climate, and we have found
a burden to the young wue ana not
half try.
As a matter of fact, a woman is
usually proud and fond of her son-in-law
if he only gives her the ghost of a
chance.
When the young couple first goes to
housekeeping who Is it that comes in
and with her goo! sense and practical
experience tides them over the rough
places?
A man's mother-in-law.
It is a woman's mother-in-law who
Is most apt to criticise, and who exas
perates the young wife by quoting all
too frequently, "My sou is used to
having tilings thus and so." "My son
must have this or that for his meals."
"My son, with his small income, should
have married a prudent, economical
woman," etc
Whep the first baby makes its ap
pearance, as well as the successive
ones, who Is it that steps In and re
lieves the husband of his weary vigils,
and takes the load of care and worry
off the wife's feeble shoulders, and
keeps the household machinery running
smoothly?
The man's mother-in-law.
When he and his wife plan to take a lit
tle trip together, who Is it comes in and
takes charge of the bouse and children,
so that they can peacefully enjoy their
holiday, with the restful thought,
"Mother Is Ih re and it will be all
right?"
The man's mother-in-law.
When there i sickness or trouble
In the house, who is the faithful
nurse, the wise counselor, the sympa
thizing friend?
The man's mother-in-law.
And if, in the course of events, the
wife dies, who is it that usually comes
in and takes care of the children, and
keeps up the home till the bereaved
husband has time to look around and
find another wife?
A man's mother-in-law.
And how does he reward her for all
this devotion?
. By making heartless jokes at ber
expense, and publishing them for other
men to snicker over!
Ingratitude, thy name is Man!
Pride and Income.
Bat occasionally, In dealings with
their own sx. women are not only
worsted, but a woman seldom stops
on the discreet side of triumph then
conduct is held up to them for inspec
tion under the full glare of contempt
and satire. An Instance of this kind
occurred the other day in one of our
small establishments where women's
garments are made.
Some clothing had been ordered,
made and sent home by express. The
purchaser called in a few days to
request that some s'ht changes be
made. The woman in attendance, who
happened to be the proprietor, asked if
she had brought the articles with her.
The purchaser replied that she had not,
that she could not carry a bundle, add
ing in a supercilious tone that the
ladies at the Back Bay never carried
bundles. The tone and bearing of this
Back Bay lady so Incensed the woman
of busiaes, who felt that her ignorance
of Back Bay habits had received a cor
rection, that she sharply answered; "I
uave no errand boy, because I have not
enough for him to do, as all our parcels
are delivered by express, and I have
known a number of Uack Bay ladies to
bring bundles here; but perhaps they
kept their carriages." Nodonbt,for
a moment Madame Back Bay saw
things clearly, and became aware that
her pride and her income were not as
yet duly proportioned.
. Education should not only decide
what is to be made of a child, but
rather Inquire what is a child qualified
for.
leat scorched it so that it was perfectly
rater-proof. Then it was trimmed
with strings and straps and was ready
'.or U33, and that use is often to throw a
julckly spreading prairie fire back on
ibe burned ground before it has a
shance to gain headway; often to turn
vild cattle and horses in tbe direction
jve want them to go. When the sun is
Korcblng hot and there is a blister in
very puff of wind, this great hat is
nuch cooler than a straw bat. Wben
tie wind is blowing the sand like hot
ihot in our faces we would suffer
rreatly but for the protection afforded
ur eyes by the big -brimmed bat. When
;fce mud is flying from the heels of the
tampeding cattle, or the terrible hail
torms of the plains are pelting upon
is, these hats are the best friends we
lave. We wear leather bands on all
urhats, because cotton, woolen, or
ilk won't wear and won't keep the
tats on.
'Nowadays our hats are made In tbe
last, and made ot the best fur of the
)est water animals. We can wash
iem in water tor that matter, after
hey have been exposed to all kinds of
ireather, and they hold their shape as
1 they were just out of the factory.
They will do service for many years.
The Stetson hat is the most commonly
used in the we3t. Tbey cftst-from 53
to $.'. If made to order they cost a
Zreat deal more. I have seen bats that
tost $500. Buffalo Bill has had many
lats of that kind presented to him
from people that he has guided safely
across the great plains in times of dan
ger from hest le Indians and Mormods
These fur hats have taken the place of
the old home-made rawhide hats, as
they answer every purpose.
"as to our long hair, there are good
reasons whv we wear it. Our business
from experience that the greatest pro
tection to the eyes and ears is long
hair. Old miners and prospectors know
this welL Hunters, scouts, trailers and
guides let their kir grow as a rule.
Those who have been prejudiced against
it have suffered the consequences of
sore eyes, pains in the head, and loud
ringing in the ears. A peculiar result
of exposure without the piotection of
long hair is loss of hearing in one ear,
caused by one or the other of the ears
being exposed more when the plains
man is lying old the ground. Healthy
heyrlng and eyesight are of the greatest
importance to a scout, hunter or
herdsman. When we see an object at
a distance we want to know whether it
is a cloud-burst coming upon ns, a
prairie fire, an enemy in the neighbor
hood, or what it is. The longer we look
at It the more distinct it becomes. If
our eyes are good. It won't do for
them to be weak and watery, and, hav
ing found that the growth and wearing
of long hair not only preserves, but
strengthens our sight, and makes our
hearing more acute, we let nature have
her way, and profit by it. There are
some white men whose Interests call
them to live among the Indians, and it
Is a fact that by letting their hair grow
long they gain favor with the people
they live among, and get along much
better."
The Luckiest Girl.
"Engaged to be married!" slowly ut
tered Theresa Middletoa. And to think
that little Blanche Follett should have
been the first of the graduating class to
wear an engacement ring!"
The three girls sat side by side on tbe
broad veranda of the Acapulco Hotel,
Long Branch Theresa Midd!eton,tall,
handsome, and stf llsh, with jetty hair,
large, dark eyes, and yellow roses in
her hair; Sophie Dean, slight and grace
ful, a type of the most exquisite blonde
loveliness, and Blanche Follett, tbe
fiancee of the group, an insignificant,
chestnut-haired lassie, rretty enough
wben one came to examine ber fea
tures, but nothing beyond the average.
"How soon are you to be married,
Blanche?" asked Sophie.
"I don't know. As soon as Guy's
father returns from Europe, I sup
pose." "What a funny old man, all in snuff
color, that was that sat next to as that
afternoon at dinner!" laughed Sophie.
"And how he stared at us. I shouldn't
wonder if he were some rich widower."
"Horrid old foggyl" said Theresa.
wDoyou know, girls, he has taken the
room next to ours? I saw him carry
ing an antediluvian trunk in there a
little while ago. Depend upon it, he's
the first cousin of Methusaleh! I'm
wre I don't know what such wretched
:d cioatures want at a place like Lonz
Branch. Why don't they stayat home
md nurse their rheumatism in their
iwn back garret?"
"Hush, Theresa," whispered Miss
Follett, glancing around. "He is
littmg on the other bench just beyond,
tie will bear you."
"Whocaiesif he does?" said Miss
Ulddleton, insolent in the pride and
lush of her young beauty.
I suppose, young lady," said be,
Jyou think that the old have no busi
ness to exist Perhaps wneu half a
fcntury or so more has rolled over your
lead you may think differently on the
Mbjeot." .
Theresa colored and tossed her head,
nd Soohie Dean tittered as she rose
Ind shook out her flouncsd muslin
Dbes preparatory to going up stairs,
tut Blanche Follett Ungerod behind ar
er the other two had swept away, and
lancing pleadingly up in the old man's
re,
'i 'iope taey have not hurt your feel
Das, sir." aid she, wistfully. "They
mean no harm, only they are young and
foolish."
"No, my dear, no," said the old manl
kindly. "You, at all events, have a
gentler nature and more womanly
temperament."
"What do you tliink?" exclaimed
Sophie, coming in the next morning,
dripping and radiant from her bath.
"Old Snuff Color is sick! The doctor
was there halt an hour ago, and I Just
saw the waiters carrying in ice for his
head!"
"Some horrid fever!" cried Theresa,
turning pale. "I mean to change to
some other hotel at once. Blanche
where is Blanche? Why, she's gone, I
declare I How provoking when we are
in a hurry to decide upon the matter!"
It was more than an hour before
Blanche Follett returned, and when at
length she entered tbe room, Theresa
and Sophie were half through the task
or packing their trunks.
"Blanche?" cried the former, petu
lantly, "where have you been?"
"in the next room, with the sick old
gentleman, doing my best to noise
him."
"Blanche!" shrieked Theresa.
"Well?" was the calm response,
"Are you mad?" cried both the gfrls
in chorus.
kNo only human. If it was my
father," added Blanche, courageously,
'do you think I should want him to lie
alone and unattended in a ho'.el like
Ibis?"
"Let him send for his friends," said
Theresa, sullenly.
"Who can tell who or whew they
are?"
"Search his trunk that's tho way.
You all act like so many fools!" said
Sophie, sharply,
"I suppose they will do so if he does
not get better soon. In the meantime
he needs a daughter's care and the
memory of my own dear, dead father
prompts me to the mission."
Blanche, you are crazy!" cried out
Miss Dean. "What do you suppose
Mr. Arch Held would say to your risking
your life thus?"
"I do not think there is any risk,"
said Blanche, calmly. "Moreover, I
believe Guy would bid me do my duty
at any asd all hazards."
"I'm glad my sense of duty Isn't
quite so superfine," said Theresa scorn
f ully- "You can do as you please, but
Sophie and I intend removing at once
to the Mermaid House."
"And if you are sensible you will do
the same," added Miss Dean
But Blanche shook her head.
"No," she said, quietly; "I have
made up my mind."
"Weil, then," said Sophie, "I wish
old Snuff Color would die and be done
with It. For It won't be half so pleasant
without you, Blanche."
"Old Snuff Color," however, as
Sophie irreverently termed him, did
not die. On the contrary, after that
one day ot peril the scsles of chances
seemed to turn in his favor and per
manent recovery set in.
MMy dear," said he to Blanche Fol
lett. "I have much to thank you for.
Before yesterday I never knew the soft
touch of a daughter's hand upon my
brow, the musio of a daughter's foot
steps around my bedside. Nor shall I
consent to part with them now. I mean
to keep you always, my child."
Blanche colored and started at these
incomprehensible words.
"Does he mean to adopt me?" she
asked herself. "Or no, surely, that
cannot be possible he is going to pro
pose to me?"
But the old gentleman's next sen
tence completely solved the riddle.
"For I do not think you have onoe
suspected, he added, with a quiet smile,
"that all your secret cnaritable offices
have been rendered to Guy Archfield's
father!"
Blanche was more frightened than
ever. Surely the old man was Insane.
"Mr. Archlield, senior, is in Europe,"
she said, hesitatingly.
"He was, my dear," the old man an
swered, dryly, "but he returned on the
Ariadne, and is here by your sle. I
telegraphed to Guy this mornlng;he will
be here in half an hour to coutlrm my
words. Little Blanche, wHl you give
me a daughter's kiss now?"
"My own Blanche, you have won his
heart," said Archlield. "The only
doubt I ever enter-ained about our
marriage his consent Is solved at
last. He honors you as you deserve."
And the prettiest of all Blanche Fol
lett's wedding gifts was the parure of
diamonds given by her wealthy and ec
centric old father-in-law.
And Theresa Middleton and Sophie
Dean cried out In chorus, as they ha
before many a time:
"Blanche is the luckiest girl!"
An Indian Legend.
The rassamaquoddies still cling t
their old and poetic notion of the na
ture of thunder. . They believe that the
rumble of the thunderstorm and the
flashes of the lightning are the demon
strations of thunder spirits who are
playing ball and shooting their arrows
in the heavens. There is a tradition
that a Passamaquoddy Indian one day
muii a timirfl that ha mlsht be
come "a thunderer." All at once his
companions saw him mourning to me
sky in the smoke of the camp fire. He
was taken up to the abode ot the thun
ders, placed in a long box, and by some
mysterious process invested with the
nmnartiix and Tistpnp of a thunder
spirit or. as Louis Mitchell puts it, he
1 .... i n , .. TT. II 1 9 ,Annn
was nunaerueu. xio ui iw oocu
years among the thunders, played ball
with them in the sky, shot his gleam
ing arrows with them at the bird they
are always chasing toward the south,
married a female thunder spirit, and
pursned an active and contented life of
thunder and lightning.
Seven years after his translation a
violent storm passed over the encamp
ment of the Fassamaquoddies; there
m. n nnnaiiai and frhrhtful conten
tion among the thunder spirits; the
rumbles were more lemuc wan iraae
maquoddy ear had ever heard; the air
smelled of brimstone; the sky blazed
with red and yellow flames; tbe clouds
opened and great forks of fire shot out
of them, the rain fell In sheets; peal
answered peal; one tongue of lightning
pat out Are to another; the affrighted
Passamaquoddies, who sever had be
held such a storm, believed that the
legions of the thunder spirits were
waging their most awful war. They
'aU Hawti and crowd themselves. In
the midst of their alarm they saw a
human form suae aown into woi
camp on a beam of light It was their
old friend, who bad made his escape
from pursuing thunders, shaken off his
thunderfied" existence and returnel
..thiim H had 'r.hanired somewhat
but all all his friends knew hira. Ha
lived witli the tribe till ce died.
HTXIGIOCS FRIES VS INDIA.
Clashes of Rival Superstitions.'
At this moment, when serious riots
are taking place in northern India be
tween Hindoos and Mohammedans
through the clashing of tlieir festivals,
the following facts may be interesting:
It so happens that m this ysar the
greatest religious festivals of the twe
races have taken place at the same
time; and the simultaneous proces
sions, which form a very important
part of them, by the antagonistic com
munities have given rise to the present
disturbances, in which the Mussul
mans are said to be the aggressors. The
concurrence of the rival festivals li
not very unusual. For the Moham
medan festivals are used according ic
the Muslim system of reckoning bj
lunar months, their year consisting of
354 days and a few hours; so that the
Mohammedan New Year's day hap
pens every year about eleven days ear
lier than In the preceding year, thus
shifting the feast days continually.
Wtereas the Hindoos follow the luni-
solar system, their months being rretty
well fixed and their year consisting of
about 305 days; and so their festivals
Uke place at nearly regular intervals.
Hence once in every few years the
Mohurrum of the Mohammedan;
clashes with the Dusserah of the Hin
doos, which is celebrated iu the au
tumn after the rains.
Mohurrum. or more properly Muhar-
ran meaning "that whiih is forbid
den," anything sacred" is the first
month of the Mohammedan year; our
ing the first ten days ot which the
Shiah Muslims lament the martyrdom
of Husain, tbe second son ot Fatimah,
the prophet's daughter, by Ali; the
tenth day only being observed by the
ounni Muslims, In commemoration oi
Its having been t teday on which Adam
and Eve, heaven and hell, the pen, fate,
life and death were created. The cere
monies of the Mohurrum differ much
in different places and countries; bet
the procession forms the most striking
part ot them in India. For two or
three dava the bows and arrows, the
sword and spear, the standards and
banners of Ilusaln are carried througc
the streets, followed by richly capari
soned horses, htztas borne over men's
shoulders, and worshipers loudly wail
inz and violently beating their chests,
crying In a most piteous voice, "Wah
Husain! wah Husain!" The Dusserah
ot the Hindoos, on the other band. Is a
Joyful celebration; it being observed In
commemoration of the victory of Ram
and Bavan. the ten-headed monster and
kins ot Cevlon. who abducted the beau
tiful and virtuous wife, Sita, of the
former. This festival lasts also foi
eight or ten days, processions forming
a prominent part or it. uoiu com
munities are in a state of great excite
ment during these festivals, aad the
slightest contact ot the rival parties
sets fire to the perpetual, though smol
dering antagonism between the twe
creeds.
But not merely are the festivals ol
each an offense to the other; from th
very nature of the Mohammedan and
Hindoo faiths there is a standing feud
between the Hindoo and Mohammedan
races in India. To the Hindoo th
cow Is a sacred animal the milk -giving
mother" of the family, while the
Mohammedans not only kill eows, but
in the spirit of their image-breaking
forefathers, do so publicly, and some
times in the very street. And the
Mohammedan butchers are too often
dreadfully cruel In their mode of kill
ing cows. This the Hindoos can not
stand, not only because their religion
forbids it, but for humanitarian rea
sons. And, as in the present riots, tbe
Mohammedans, from the very natcrt
of their raliglon, have always been ag
gressive and fanatical, while the Hin
doos, unless grossly offended in theli
time-honored sacred notions, do not
care in the least to interfere wita thc
religious of other people.
The celebrated Kooka trials of 1370
In the Punjab arose from this cruel and
obtrusive method of cow-kllling adopted
by the Mohammedans. In the mtddlt
ot that year several Mohammedan cow
butchers were murdered In the Punjak
almost simultaneously, and the crime
appeared to be Induced by a new Sikt
sect knwn as the Kookas, who were
special champions of the cow. A num
ber of the Kookas were executed. But
several suspicious circumstances, and
rthe I act that a judge ot Lahore who
'gave judgment against a Kooka wai
murdered as be was proceeding borne,
gave rise at tbe time to the impression
tnat a general rising on tbe part of tht
Kookas was intended. A Mohamme
dan fakir murdered tbe English secre
tary to the municipality of Lihore at
the same time. Thus a concerted plol
of Sikhs and Mussulmans was appre
hended. Bat the real cause of th
Kooka outbreaks was the cruel conduct
!of tbe Mohammedan butchers.
; Here is an instance of the combusti
ble nature of the Islamite faith. Ir
1374 a Parsee published in Gnjratee i
translation of Washington Irvings'i
!"Life of Mohammed." This was con
strued into an attack on their prophet
'by the Mohammedans of Bombay and
Ithe regions generally where Gujratee if
'spoken. Becoming greatly excited, th
Mussulman fanatics rushed out tc
wreak vengeance on the Parsee com
munity. On the 13th of February the
houses of the Parsees were sacked, the
property destroyed, and the people
cruelly abused and ill-treated. For fnlij
two hours m the middle of the day tht
rioters worked their will, without anj
police lnterferenee. Elegant bouses
were red need to dust and many people
killed. For several days the riots con
tinued, the Parsees retaliating, though
finally outnumbered. The government
was apparently at Its wits' end. A
number of Arabs who landed from the
sea at that time were supposed for the
moment to have come by invitation.
The Mussulman Mohurrum festival,
too, was beginning. Altogether there
were reasons to fear the worst At last
troops arrived and the rioters rapidly
disappeared.
As a curiosity the following examples
may be cited to show how the antago
nism or the nvai communities is car
ried to minute details in some parts of
India, especially where there Is a large
number of low-caste Hindoo converts.
The Mohammedans button their cbap
kan, the upper garment, on the right,
the Hindoos on the left The latter at
dinner parties ait in rows, tte former
In circles. The poorer Hindoos put
their eatables on the right side of the
nlantaln-leaf which they use ror piate.
the Mohammedans place them on the
other side. . . .
A ton or sorghum cane will produce
from ten to tilteen gallons ot syrup on
the average.
NEWS IX B RIFF.
Fully one hundred babies have
been named Grover Cleveland.
The Jails about Atlanta are rapidly
being filled with moonshiners.
Outside of Charleston there are not
100 saloons in all South Carolina.
Voluntary atteudance at prayer at
Uarvard has so far proved a great suc
cess. No arrests have been made la Me
tamora, 11L, in two years, so the police
force has been dispensed with.
In St Louis seven thousand pounds
of copper have been used In making
just one steam kettle for a brewery.
llerr Taul Hitter has bequeathed
87o,000 to the University of Jena to
found a chair cf Darwinian philosophy.
There is a young married woman
in Wash mz ton who has three dozen
pairs of stockings that cost all told
!3ii).
An Orange county" farmer took
six barrels of apples to Newburg, and
none of them weighed less than a pound
apiece.
The paper gas and water pipes In
troduced so extensively in Vienna,
some time ago, it Is claimed are a com
plete success.
Frozen milk is now given to patients
suffering with irritable stomachs, and
is retained when all other substances
are thrown off.
A London lady utilizes the parcel
post to obtain poultry from Ireland at
much less cost than she could buy it
for in tbe home market
A rich merchant at Calcutta, who
is evidently a believer la metempsy
chosis, h is established aud endowed a
hospital for sick animals.
OUa Washington, a colored woman
115 years old, died recently near Maren
go, Ala. She hail sixteen children, the
youngest being 5t years old.
Nickels are so scarce in Sioux
Falls. Dak., that by a mutual agree
ment iron washers are made to do duty
for that much abused article, of circu
lation. A correspondent of the New York
Chrietutn Advocate calls attention to
Catharine liood, of ninesburg, Vt,
aged 103, as the oldest Methodist in
America,
The Earl of DufTenn has probably
the smallest book In tbe world. It Is
an edition of the sacred book of Sikhs,
and is said to be only half the size of a
postage stamp.
Hamilton College students are con
sidering a plan for a structure to b
nsed both for the College Young Men's
Christian Association and the Gymna
sium Club s quarters.
The dogs in Constantinople, it is
said, only bite foreigners who "walk
with a haughty air." That Is the dis
tinction Colorado folks make when
dealing with the tenderfoots.
A veteran who Is often seen In the
streets ot Columbus. Ind., led by a lit
tle girl, has been granted a pension of
$10,426 and $73 per month. It is one
ot the largest pensions ever granted.
reople who have presence of mind
enough when In danger of drowning to
lock the hands behind the back, fully
inflate the lungs and close the mouth,
may thus keep themselves afloat some
time.
Several Arabs joined the Salvation
Army in Jackson, Miss. They address
crowds on the streets, although they
speak no English. One of the Arabs
used a city directory for a Bible during
an address.
A citizen of Brandon, Vt, who is
a believer of clairvoyants, -has spent
thirty thousand dollars during the past
three years in a search for silver coins
which he believes are buried somewhere
In the village.
One of tbe peculiarities of a 200
pound pumpkin grown at Newburg Is
that it was fed on milk. A root was
sent out from the pumpkin to a basin
of milk, land it consumed a pint of the
fluid each day.
A man in (ulncy, 111., has subsis
ted for the last five months on raw
prunes, with a cup of tea three times a
day. He has not only maintained his
excelent health, but has gained three
pounds in weight
Victor Hugo is an engraver, George
Washington a hostler, Andrew Jackson
a barber, John Brown a policeman,
Ciear a truck driver, and Brutus a
laborer. At all events that Is what the
Chicago directory says.
George W. Chllds, the editor of the
Ledger, said a short time ago: "I have
noticed that Philadelphians generally
succeed In business when taev move
over to New York, while New Yorkers
coming here are rarely very successful."
It has been shown that the strength
of the lion In tho fore limbs Is 69.9 per
cent, of that of the tiger, and the
strength of the hmd limbs only 63,9
per cent Five men can easily boHl
down a lion, but nine men are required
to control a tiger.
There are 7,000 hawkers of news
papers in London big men, little bos,
old women and young girls. A whole
sale dealer says that tbe majority o'
the retailers are in the preliminary con
dition of paper I. e., rags, and liv.
from hand to mouth.
A citizen of Minneapolis is build
ing a genuine log bouse light in th
city. It will be a big, rambling dwel
ling, with queer coiners aad quaint
windows, but it will have all the mod
ern improvements and will cost 120 -000.
The following which appeared lu
the published report ot a New York
benevolent society, seems paradoxical:
".Notwithstanding the large amount
paid for medicines and medical atte: -dance,
very few deaths occurred during
the year."
Mlss Lucy Green, of Davenport,
EL, was offered a nw silk dress to
walk through a graveyard at midnight
alone. She started out with the great
est kind of nerve, walked half-way
through, and then uttered a "who oop,"
and fainted dead away.
The keystone of a large arch in a
Chicago building recently fell out of its
position without any apparent ef o-t,
and came down on the sidewalk w. i a
dull thud. On examination the oce
was found it be rotten. The climate
of Chicago seems to n a U ile hard on
stones.
There are 2-33,000 lead pencils, ac
cording to some unknown statistician,
used each day 'n t' i United Stata.
The Chicago Trt?un feel ngly observe
that "it every woman who usts a lea'
u.n:l nun. to ahaixi her own the
i cousump o i is estimated, would
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