wWwAyli' . www B. F. SOHWEIER, THE OOJUSTITUTIOI THE UHOI-AID TEE QT0Z0I3CIIT 0? TEE LAWS. Editor and Proprietor. VOL. XLI. MIFFLINTOWN, JUNIATA COUNTY. PENNA.. WEDNESDAY. FEBRUARY 23, 1SS7. NO. 9. I i t". A Requiem. V'. Jar is cone, alas t the lovely day. Tbat canie among us as a blushing bride. by her lover, tue enamored son. Whose col Jen largess fell on ever; aide. All nature greeted her with rapturous Joy, The forest birds broke forth in sweetest soon: A nd dainty buds, awaking from their sleep, Durst into blossom as she passed along. And eTerywberetbechlldren welcomed her. In countrv lanes, and in the city a street, Tbe music of their laughter kept glad time To tbe swift measure of her Uvlng teeL 1 be restless sick man tossing on hi conch, Heiield her and awhile forgot his pain; j 1 er presence cheered the laborer at his toil. Ai d brought to wrinkled ase its youth again A nd as she. sml.inz. hurried on her way. Hren sad mothers, wecpinj o'er their dead. Looked upward to her c'.ear, blue skies and !e!t. Somehow that sorrowing hearts were com forted. P...tnow, alas! the day herself is dead, rlore us, pallid in the dim twilight, Shn lies forsaken by the fickle sun. And o'er her bends the dusky sexton. niht, r-iverir.' her slowly with his sable pall. While the pale, trembling stars look coolly on, And nature's tears are falling silently l'or the sweet day that is forever cone. HIS SPECIAL GIFT. "Have vou seen the freshman?" "Which?" "There is but one you could see." "Humpty Dumpty? Oa, ho pervades the place. The trees in the campus shrank into bushes when he came into It." The students who were going up to chapel lu groups were calling to each other, joking as usual. But there was but one subject to-day for their jokes. "Have you seen the babe?" "Tom Thumb," "Bulgy they had a dozen uieknames for this unfortunate fresh man, who had arrived the previous night, and had been seen at tbe hotel by some of them, "lie was Dot at chapel, however, so that the majority ef us were disappoin ted. I had an errand to Profess Dr Tyn daH's room that morning, and found there a very meek young woman, who had brought her son up to college. She was speaking as I entered. "You understand, professor, he is my only child. I am a widow. He is all I have." "I do understand, madam," said the food old piofessor. gently, "and all that tan do to make him a useful man hall be done, rest assured. But in the eud. is depends on the lad himself." "Oh, Tony's willing! He does Ms best. But we're veiy poor. It has been hard work for years to raise t';e money for him to come here, and now 1 want him to learn everything ruut away; Greek and Latin and mathema- tics and arithmetic and history and" "Is your fon a good arithmetician? Or has he a talent for languages, or belles lettres. or what has he an incli nation for?" "Ob, nothing at all, sir, unless it is bis raea:s. He's very find or dinner. especially wheu there's pot pie. But as for books, he doesn't hanker for any of them. That's the reason I brought aim here." "I should like to see the boy," said the wcrried professor. "He's just outside. But you'll be gentle with him?" she said, anxiously. pausing at the door, the knob in her hand. He's a mere boy, a perfect child. Come in, lony, dear!" Tbe professor looked away to bide a smile as the tiny little woman came up, leading an immensely overgrown youth as sua would a baby. "This is Tony sir. That is his pet name, but Anthony Bnggs Brashier ia bis full name." "Take a seat, Mr. Brashier," said the professor, placing a chair, for the lad. "A few questions, irhaps, will give me an idea of tbe best course for you to choose. Many of our students are elective. How far have you gone in Latin 1"' Tony's red face was perfectly round, and no older in its lines than that of a boy of C But there was great anxiety In his eyes, as he said, in a husky whis - per: "I never could get beyond the grammar, sir." "And in Greek?" Tony shook his head. The examina tion on every subject brought the same result. The professor frowned. "You are fit only for the preparatory school, I fear. As to mathematics?" Tony's face lightened. "I don't think I am quite such a dunce in mathe matics as in other things. I like tbe Study. I have gone through the geom etry and algebra twice." ell, well," said the professor, "we shall see. You will undergo a regular examination. If you must enter the preparatory school, it will make your Course a year longer." "Oh, dear Tony, do try!" almost Sobbed his mother. "You know all that depends on your getting through boor. I want him to be a minister, sir. His rather was a minister. He'd earn our living that way and serve God, too. I want him to live for the glory of God and the good of the world." The professor attended her respect fully as she weDt out Tony lingered, catching sight of me. "Are you one of the students?" he asked. "Yes." I had an odd bewilderment as to whether it was a child or a grave, eager man who was talking to me. "I suppose It's pretty hard work here?" "Pretty hard, even for a bright fel low,' I replied. "Well, I can't do it. I'm not bright; I'm a regular dunce. I've made up my mind to that. Except," his queer dark eyes brightening, "in one or two little things, but they wouldn't count here." There was little doubt that Tony's estimate of himself was Correct. In spite of his knowledge of mathematics, he was so deficient in Lis other studies that he was put into the preparatory school, with lady of 13. There he re mained for two long year. His mother's resolve that he should be a minister was inexorable, and it never occurred to the gentle, good na tured lad to oppose it. Hence the en ergies of his teachers were spent in try ing to drive Greek and Latin into his dull brain, whieh utterly refused to harbor them. He was fond of good eating, of fishing, jokes, fun of all kinds. His unwieldy lioJy prevented his taking part in athletic sports, but his applause was hearty. Xo student, even among the dignified seniors, would play against any other college in base ball or cricket, unless Tony could go to back him. His enthusistic shouts and yells were contagious. Of course he was a butt for the whole college. He was "Babe," "Infant," "Humpty Dumpty" still, but every man,- rrom the professors to the newest freshman, liked Tony. He was so good uumorea, so sincere, ana. aoove all. In such deadly earnest with his workl He began with fresh zeal every morn ing to score a fresh failure before nignt. By dint of pushing, he was taken into the freshman class. "I doubt if he ever goes further," said Professor Tyndall to me (I was now a tutor in the lower school V "There's not a mean or vulgar trait In that great body. Under his good humor there is a fine, noble nature. But a minister he will never be. Kven if he could ever speak In public, he never can tana tne training. ihe half yearly examinations were at hand. Tony broke down again in Latin and Greek. I went to his room that evening, and found him sitting a straddle of his chair, his chin on the back, staring steadily in the fire. Tony's round face was as boyish as ever, but there was an infinite depth or longing ana pain in nis dark" eyes. "Hard iuck, I3ra3hier," 1 said. "1 ou don't know the worst Here is a letter from my mother, counting the time until 1 shall be a minister; doing sometiiing lor the glory of God's Gos pel and the good of the world. How can I tell her I am thrown back another year? I ought to be at work now, sup porting her. I work as a farm hand during the summer, and earn enough to help us both; but it is very poorly. She is growing old. She ought to live like a lady." Will you persist here?" I will stay the four years, as I have promised her. I could not reach him with any cour age or comfort. Tony was treading depths of misery where no man couid come nigh to hnn. But after that day there was a sing ular change in him. He was as regular and attentive In his classes as he had been before; but outside of them he withdrew himself from all his old companions, gave up his fishing and his club. He was seldom seen on the ball or cricket grounds. he scarcely gave himself time for his meals. His door was always locked, but vague reports crept out that "the Babe" was surrounded by plies of new books, sheets of drawing paper, pencils and queer utensils. By degrees the new order of things became habitual and ceased to provoke remark. There was a gravity and ear nestness in Tony never seen before. Sometimes Le took a holiday, came to the ball field, and then bis wild ' liar rahsl" drowned the others. Time passed. Men who began with Tony were now seniors. He was only beginning his sophomore year. The college stood in the suburbs of a large city, asd the boys naturally took a keen interest m all public events. Among these was the erection ot a large churcfi, which was to bs the mo3t stately and beautiful in the city. The money to build it and endow it had been left by a man of great wealth, who requested that it should b3 kept free forever for the use of the pjor, All the leading architects submitted plans to the committee. One was cho sen, and the work of building was pushed on with energy. It was near the college, and the boys were so inter ested in the matter that the new church became a place of daily resort, and as its massive dome and airy spires rose in the air. each lad felt that he person ally had a si are in it. Tony especially was in the habit of going daily to the buildinz. and spent hours in watching its rapid growth and talking to tbe workmen. At last it was finished. It was to bs consecrated the day before commence ment. Mrs. Brashier came up to the college that dav. Her renarts of Tony's prog' ress had been vague. She came, fall of despairing fears, to verify them, and made her way at once, as before, to Professor Tyndali' s rooms, "I have not Tony's confidence any more," she complained. "He wrote me that he is trying faithfully to satisfy my wlshesr but that he knows that it is useless, lie does not go into aetaus. The professor went into details, end in? with: "It is folly to deceive your self, madam. Yon must see that the effort Tony has made to become a min ister Is useless, as ne says. Are you not willing even now that he shall take up some other work in mer" The Door woman sobbed miserably, Oh, yes. I'm wUing," she gasped at last "Anything to earn all vmgf But I did hone he would do some noble work. Where is the poor boy?" The professor rose quickly, glad to end the interview. "I have no doubt lie is with all the college at the conse cration of the new church. I will go with you there." Tim ceremonv was partly over when they arrived. The great marble bulld- inir w th its vast aisles ana unsprmx- inir arches, stood beautiful as s visrble hymn of praise. The religious services wem over, The DUliaiUZ nau uevu u lcatei to the worship of ueu. jnow the irreat mass of people stood outside on the green slope ot nui surrounums It, while the executor ot me wui tor A NUN'S REVENGE. pie as if In a dream, repeating the speaker's last words under his breath: ' 1 Yl IMA (Tlnrv of l.nl nnA th. A I 7: 0 J ma KVfU fnr.nl. n.n M I "j t .w o aviruiio 111 , I al-cio aio uiauy younz people wuo cannot become what their parents plau for th9m to be in life, but they can be come useful in following some special gnu mat uod has given them. Such may una an encouragement to best ef forts in examples like Tony and they are many. a Coa- QUEEN OF THE AIR. -Music as Ncrvlno lor a Performed on the Trapeze. Now, I'll tell you." said the circus man, "when music is a nerve tonic and a necessity, that is to the rope and win men wno learn the business by music oeats. une two, three; turn, turn turn, ti tlddle,' and you drop, see? circus people wouldn't think ol going into the ring without fiddles and trombones. Why. lust think of doina all the climbing and swinging In mid air to a dead silence. It ain't natural. 1 A. . m. - . . . . . it ainu xne runniest part ot it Is that we have to have tbe same music year in and year out. Folks say, 'Lord, why don't they get new tunes? I'm dead tired of that old trapeze waltz.' liut it they knew the reason they wouldn't, nothing breaks a man ud like new music It's worse than get ting a strange partner on the bar. I've had enough of it. anyway. Feel this lump under my shirt. Well, that's a broken collar-bone, along of not havina mv regular show tune. I shan't forget it in a hurry. It laid me up in Aubu- querque, 2i. 4L, better n two mouth? last year, and cost me all the rocks 1 had put by for rainy weather. A chap as did the frontier act with me through Texas once, mighty nigh got away with me out of spite, and tbat settled it so fai as the 'brother act' and me was con cerned. But last year the manager got it into his bead that 1 ought to have a womau on the sofa with me. It would draw better, and all that. I reared about awhile, and gave in, when lie fetched in a pale, kuocked-kneed littic woman, with one glass eye. She was as pretty a piece ot womankind in fig' ure as you ever saw, but ugly as home made sin. A cowboy had murdered her husband In Denver, and her name was Koxana Coleman, bnt she was billed as MUe Uatnargo, the Queen ot the Air.' "Queen of nothing! She was the clumsiest mortal I ever struck, but I worked with her like a horse, gettin? her in harness. She was as shaky at the Uut rehear sal as a cat with St. Vitus' dance. That settled me, and I began to pas: in brandy. The worst you ever tack led. More brandy is generally my ru'o when I 83t in, and the tumblers and Bill Iteddy, tbe ringmaster took me to one side about Coleman's little on eyed widow. Bnt 1 just had to have more tbat was all there was to it. Here is where the music comes in live ly. A fellow goes by the tune and knows by a certain note bow to change bands, go backward, etc. When the cymbals clash you drop dead and scare all tbe women plumb into conniption fits. He's all O. K. with the old tune. you see, but new ones make bim wild aud panicky. I'd have been all right myself, I reckon, but 1 bad to watch Iloxana. and she was as crazy ae a bed bug at the sight of that bouse, packed with cowboys, Indians and greasers yelling like devils. As for me, the lithta all nxred together, there was brimstone over the whole show. Beddy's voice sounped like a fog-horn. I went up the rope to the bar like greased lightning, kicking off my sawdust moccasics as Roxie came up hand over fist That Infernal band began to play the mus'c for Mad. Dalton'a menage act with four white horses. It knocked me off my box entirely. Roxana saw how I fumbled at and missed every trick, and she screamed in my ear- Look out, JimI don't drop me, for the Lord sake I lou'll murder me right here if von do.' I came tarnal nigh not catching net feet as she dropped between mine. The music wanged away, and I could see the four white horses with pink eyes and wavy tails cavorting round the ring. Roxana seemed a stuffed doll in red trunks and spangled fringe. I quit counting and listened to the horse tune, grabbing the Widow Coleman anyway that came handy. 1 lauciea peopie were shouting to me from below and Bill stood aghast. Roxana's heart beat time with the drum. I could hear it all at once and that tickled me. I knew she was praying when she slid down my body, and fell, locking her ieei iu mine, tha old flash trick. There's a olace. vou know, where in this double act both performers let go from opposite sides of the bar, when the cymbals clash, and catch in the knee socket on tlis bar, I was as happy as a negro In a feather bed. I forgot to lock my knees over and down went the Queen of the Air with a loud shriek, me after her. Well sir. it's funny how fast a man can think when he's falling. 1 remember tbat I smiled as I thougut of how the widow's glass eye would ne tove up; then I quit thinking at all. for about six weeks it seemed to me, Twenty years a nunl Twenty years spent within those gray convent walla The "world" had not known Sister Loretto since she was a blooming, bright-eyed girl of eighteen. At thirty-eight little remained of the once lovely face. The rich coloring nad Uov.-n from it loug ago, leaving in its stead an almost death-like whiteness The large eyes were still wonderfully expressive, but the fire had gone out of them forever, The first few years of her convent experience, indeed, had lieen different uut none bad ever k own it save Sister Loretto herself. Many were the nights she had lain awake in he small, uncarpeted "cell" and sobbed like a child (she had been little more than one when she entered the clois ter) until the dawn came stealing in at me window ana the chapel bell rang out on the mormug stillness. Oo, I have made a mistake?" she would cry again and again in the pri vacy and quietude of hor own "cell' I might have been less unhappy as Sister of Mercy, or a sister ot Charity, where I was doing some good where was helping some onel ' But this shut- in life, that is to go on forever, kills met I have too much time to think- loo much time to think." Ah, bow happy she had been. So nappy that she bad pitied every one else in the world. Sim knew no one could ver have li?en quite so happy. Had ae not called her "Ruth?" Had he not told her how much he loved her? 3jw she had quite stolen his heart away iu that one brief Summer season with her great dark eyes? And then dad he not kissed her aud held her in !u3 arms out there in that still little garden, with the moon shining down (ij)in them through the young maples and horse-chestnuts? In that soft yellow li'ht ttie girl had looked up into Dallas Wilmanh's face lu such a childishly rapturous way that the roung man's heart, (allowing that be lad one) suddenly smote him. The little fool, he said to himself. was really in love with him. Why did he look at him in that stupid way? (lad she really believe! every foolish word he had spoken? Other girls, to whom he had said pretty much the iame thing, had not looked like that, It was true he had gone rather farther .his time farther than he bad Intended loing at tbe beginning: but the moon- ight, the sweet, honey-suckle scented air, the pretty girl in her pretty hat. tad all conspired against him. u ell, it was not too late to retrace .us steps. He must make haste, how ver. Ruth was very lovely and Wil aiarth really cared for her as much as lie was capable of doing. He was not in a position to marry a ;.xr girl. She would only drag him Jown, he argued; and he had a name to make, and talents that must not be 'juried in a foolish marriage. If Ruth inly had the requisite moueyl It was i pity she had not. W ilmarth frowned slightly. "What is it? Something annoys ou," l.uth said, quickly. The young man hesitated a moment. Ihen the sooner the thing was over. he better, he decided. 1 1 fear 1 have said ratter more han I ought to, Ruth." be began; but lis customary hardihood forsook him a lttle, and his voice was not altogether ts firm and assured as he would have wished it. Have said more than you ought to?" ituth repeated, wondenngly "Yes; I have been too impulsive: that has always been my falling. I could not resist telling you that I loved you, and aud now to-morrow I must leave you," he stammered forth. Leave me?" she cried. Incredu lously. Wilmarth beard the tone, and frowned again; this time patiently. " les, 1 am going away," he said. The girl turned on him in sudden fear. "You do not mean It," she asserted. quickly. "You told me you would be here the rest of the Summer." "But I do mean It I must bo, Ruth: I have stayed too long as it is," ex claimed the young man. And when will yeu come back?" "I don't know I can't say; I don't think I can ever come back." He managed to say this with difficulty and he turued a lutle away; he cjuld not bear to meet those miserable eyes. And you dareJ tell me you loved me when you Knew you were going away never to return?" cried the girl passionately. With a low, dry sob sue tnrew Her self down on the grass at bis feet. Tbe mojnr.gbt was shining full on her slender figure, in its crushed white dress; her large hat had fallen off; she made quite a pretty picture, lying there in the long tangled grass. Somehow Wilmarth thought be should never be able to get the picture quite jut of his mind. Good-by," she said, without look ing up. When she did raise her head he was gone. But all this was twenty years ago; mi:v delivered t he church in charge of jth my trapeze music I mauled him n.n trustee who held it for the poor of for it in 'Frisco this summer. the city. He told in a tew woras tue "But the Queen ot tne Air, wuat story of the will, the sacred purpose to became of her?" a9xed the reporter, which the church was forever devoted, breathlessly. ma t.hn first and why need Sister Loretto foraet vlolincello got on a spree and ran away her prayers in recalling it now? vuce wont bub iuius iuo uiaiK beads slowly in her thin, transparent hand. She is conscious, in a vague sort of way, like one in a dream, of a little child one of the school-children went back to tbe little old town once, out you uaa gone; your lister was dead there was no clew to you. Ah, Ruth, the pain you have caused me. ou taught me to love you and then ran and bid from me. You would pity me if you knew the aimless, miserable existence 1 have led all these years. "Don't ask me If I have married, How could I love any woman after you? lour face, your eyes, your lip haunted me. It was impossible forget you. Twenty years have I been faithful to you. Is not that devotion? Did you imagine I was capable of loving this way And now 1 have found you at last, Ruth; and I am going to take you away with me. W are no longer young, it is true. Tbe freshness of our youth is gone forever. But do not many years of happiness yet remain for us 1 have influence. I can get a dispensation for you. have aire 'dy spoken in high quarters. You shake your head. But you do not mean it. o. you shall not stay in this place. Tniuk of the wasted years spent here. Corue, Kuth, dearest, for give the past. He pours forth this torrent of words with feverish haste. There Is a gleam in the sunken eyes that reminds the nun more of the vast than anything else has done. But somehow she bezinning to feel, since seeing this lover or her youth, that she has out lived it all. And so she makes answer, quite gently: "1 forgive the past fr?elv, but I can not go with you. My life is ended k 1 mi liavi. rp.'LV.l to rarA fir mp!" the man cries, feeling that it is so. I think so. ' she says, simply; then adds, even more gently: "I hope so twenty years ought to have cured me.' Then in the dusk she stretches one white band through the iron grating. "Good-by, for the last time," she sajs, and lays it for an instant on his bowed head. He hears the door close softly be hind her. Save for the ringing of the Angelus, the room is very stilL In the darkness and stillness he staggers forth Into the fresh evening air like one who has bad a blow. After twenty years' waiting Sister Loretto had her revenge. SOMETHING MISSING. Unfavorable Condition Under which a Voting Couple Ilean Ilouqe-kpcpinir. a temple wherein the poorest of God's creatures should come to worauip Him. Tony's mother had found him, and clung to his arm. She was a devout, woman. She forgot lor the moment her own trouble, her eyes filled, her face shone, and she listened with the great concourse, all or wnom were moved and touched. "There is oue thing more to be told," said the sneaker, ' which makes this Who? Roxana? Ah, you can't kill a half breed Mexican woman. She got another eye, and had her ankles both tinkered up. Mie gave up tne business, thoueh. Lost confidence in it. somehow. The last time I heard of Roxana she was doing the Hindoo Princess, feeding snakes and juggling with boas in a dime museum, sue s dead gone on the show business, but not tha trarjeze. I carry my Sttle old tune in my gripsack now, you can bet; noble offering still more worthy. Most ,ion't do any more 'funny business' on of the architects in the city and state unlimited anonymously plans for the building. The one chosen was tbe work of a young man. it is work, but it shows a power of skill which insure him fame and fortune. He refused to accept any reward for it. He offered the first fruit of his un doubted genius to the service of mm who endowed him witn it. anisman, who mora than anv of us dedicates the caurch to-day to the glory of God and the good of men, i9 your friend and neighbor, Anthony Brashier." There was a moment's amazed si lence, and then the air rang with shouts of the people. " All the college meii crowaea rouna Tony; hie mother hung on his arm as tonished, proud, as if half frightened. Bat he stood looking at the white tern the traneze to horse music, not for Jim. I haven't got mor'n nan my snare oi collar-bones left.' Proverb of the Talmud. Have friends or die. A woman spins and talks. If vour wife is little bend to her. Among the thorns the rose blooms. The mvrtle among the thorns is a myrtle still. with her loot in mo grave a woman rlinira to vanity. If your friend be deaf when you call hurriedly, impassionately. "You have turn your back on him. been here all these Years, and I never Be the goat white, be the goat black, knew it until a rhw or o aroI Whv so she gives good milk. did yoU nide trod me in this way? Ten measures of talk were sent down vou were erufcl cruel! The years from heaven, and a woman took nine, j iY0 8pent jonUng for you! I running towards her. "Sister Lorettol S ster Loretto!" the child cried, breathlessly, "some one wants to see you in the waiting-room." This little room faces east, so the sunset-glow does not touch it. It Is quite dim when the nun enters It, and she can barely distinguish the tall figure standing so close to the iron bars, which separate them from one an other. "At last!" cries a man, catching at the barrier between them, and leaning towards her. "Yon!" she says, and bears heavily against the bars. The man walks quickly across the room and sweeps aside the little white, stiffly-starched curtain from the lower half of the window. Let me see you while there is light," he cries. "I never thought to see your face again." "You will hardly recognraa it." the nan says, simply. How calm her voice is! It surprises even herself. - And you are heYe?" be goes on Mr. loungman married a very pretty and sweet little lady recently and he furnished a house to establish her in as soon as the nuptials were completed. ne was congratulating himself on having bought everything that woutd be needed in the proper running of a well-organized household. and was not little surprised on the second morning after the wedding bv his wife handing him a card on which was written a list of articles which she requested him to bring home when be came from work. The list ran as fol lows: Stove polish. Hard soap. Oatmeal. Curtain Uxtuies. Pictuie hooks and cords. Coal sieve. Rolling pin. Dust pan. Broom. Stove brusli. Paper eight-ounce tacks. Mr. Youngman reads over the list and tries to iemember tbat be bought all of these things when he furnished the house, but he can't. "Hadn't you better go down with me and order them yourself, darling? he says. So, no, dear," she replies. "You can get them well enough." liut l migni not gel lust what you want," he suggests. Oh, you goioe," she says smilingly. throwing her arms around his neck and dropping a kiss ou his lips, "you know 'd be satished with any thing you buy me." "I wouldn't be single again for any thing," mused Mr. Youngman, as be tripped lightly down stairs. That noon Mr. loungman brought home the desired articles and laid them on the table. Mrs. Youngman looked over the articles and said: "Oh, Will, what did you get this kind of stove polish for? It isn't half as good as the ether, and this soap, why, my mother would never have tbat brand of soap in the house, llow much'd you pay for this oatmeal?" Twenty-live cents." Twenty-five cents! Why, you cau get splendid oatmeal for fifteen cents a package." " those curtain fixtures are an inch too wide for the windows. I wonder you didnt know that.'' "Oh, you gat green picture cord. idn't you? Well, I won't use it. I always want red picture cord." "That coal sieve is too coarse. UM t half the good coal through it. Why didn't you think of that?" "That rolling pin is altogether too heavy. I wanted a lizht one." "I was in hopes tbat you'd get a bronze dust pan, instead of this yellow one." That broom 13 too heavy. A lighter one would have done just as well, and it wouldn't have cost so much." "The bristles In that stove brush are too stiff. I wanted a softer cne." "Oh, Will, why didn't you get gil vanized tacks; these iron ones rust out so quick. They ain't good at alL" Mr. Yonngman waits until his young wife gets through, and wondering what has brought such a change over her since morning puts tis arms around her and says: "What is the matter with my little wife?" Her dainty head falls on his shoulder and between the cobs that shake her slight frame, she says: "Wi-Will. I feel so b-a-a-d. I wanted to make some bi-biscuit this noon, a-a-aud got the wa-wa-water and sa-a-alt and ye-ye-yeast, but there's something m-nii-missing and I can't think wha-wbat it Is." Mr. Youngman smiled quietly, and clasping his young wife to his watch pocket he placed his lips to her ear and whispered "flour." THE tuVND OF BURNS. A Tourist's A ceo Tint of a Trip from Dumfries to Ajr. The accent began slowly to changs as we swept north. By the time we were bundled out of our beautiful red velvet coupe at Carlisle it had har dened very perceptibly. When we had landed in Liverpool the effect of bear leg tbe Enelish accent everywhere was !eculiar. Coming fresh from tbe land where it Is a matter of derision for the small wits, and even the native English who employ it are suspected of affec tation, a whole nativi seemed to be struck with an attack of Anglomania. But it was more curious still to bear the soft English give way before tbe rude gales of the north, and change ma t perceptibly hour by hour, till at last, at Dumfries, it was thick enough to tell us that we were ia Scotland. We were in the land of Burns for at Dumfries his monuments begin and the mere mention of his name sets the Scotch tongues a-wagglng. Burns died at Dumfries and there is a beauti ful monument to his memory in the yard of St. Michael's. But though Dumfries claimed bim at his death. Ayr claimed him at his birth, and Ayr Is forty miles away a very cnsidera ble distance in Scotland. S3 long a journey mvo ved another change of tram, for though Ayr Is known the world over in letters, from a railroad point of view it is at obscure place. So we were whirled to the market town of Kilmarnock, to catch the little branch railway. Our beautiful red velvet coupe had degenerated to gray cor duroy at Carlisle, and at Kilmarnock we had another drop to blue felt. There is scarcely a man from Dum fries to Ayr who cannot recite you almost every poem that Bums ever wrote, and the tiniest lad or lass will point out to you the braes of Balloch myle, the castle of Montgomery, or the banks o' Doon, and tell you which one of Bobbie Burns' many sweethearts lived there. BEFORE THE DOCTOR CO MIS. With a Peraaa Overcome by the II oaf or Apparently Drowsed. The one place of all othera where even a little knowledge is not dangerous and is much better than no knowledge, is in rendering such aid as every one ought to be able to give to the injured white waiting for the arrival of competent surgeons. Such knowledge is easily obtained, it ought to be part of a com mon school education. During the sum mer montlis of the year no dangers are so much talked about as sunstroke and suf focation, the latter including of course, t ie suffocation by water or drowning. The large army of mechanics at work ou the sunny sides of streets, often in pock ets between h'gh brick walls, where the thermometer rises far above 100 degrees during the afternoon, are peculiarly lia ble to what is called sunstroke, but which is really a heat stroke. Tins body simply becomes overheated and exhaust ed, and this may happen on a warm day in the shade as well as in the direct rays of the sun. In a convenient little work entitled "First Aid to the Injured." written by Bowditch Morton, M. D., at the request of the Society for Instruc tion in first aid to the injured, the treat ment as well as all other injuries likely to come unexpectedly, is explained in a way easily understood. The patient's face, head and body art burning hot and dry when suntruck. The only thing to do before the doctor comes is to reduce the temperature of the patient. Strip him naked and wrap him in a sheet wet with the coldest water that can be hail. If this is not practicable pack the head, neck ami shoulders in wet clothe', handkerchiefs or towels, or wliatever is most conve nient, ami change the cloths as fast as they get warm, until the patient regains consciousness. But in some cases work in a warm room produces heat exhaustion- The face is but slightly flushed, while the skin may be moist and cooL The pulse will then be feeble and f re- NEWS IN BRIEF. .verytnicg seems to be in order in nuent. Rest in .i pool rooi-.i i nr-wl! Scotland, espscially in the west coun- with some light stimulant. tree. We went through miles of In cases of suffocation the first thin? swelling land were the fields were to do is to remove the canse of suffoca- newly plowed, and every furrow was as tion. If a man is found han?inir bv the straight as an arrow. The hedges were ' neck, cut the rope. If he is found as trim as in i-ngiana. 1 here was not . drowning take him out of the water. It a blade of cultivated grass awry, and ought not to be necessary to say this. tne humble, simple little cottages, tut the truth is that the first impulse of plain to the last degree, all alike and the maioritv of iwinl wl ipn a nun s without one single attempt at architec- found hanging bv the neck is to call the tural ornament, were each and all as JMlice and notify the coroner. Manv clean, well kept and freah as a good j other intelligent people believe that thev housewife's dresser. Even the moors have no risht to cut a man down who is at the edge of the horizon, not yet i found lian-'in-r hv thp n-t Tiv l. purple with the August heat. looked trim and swept, and anything but wild. The train pulled up with a littls snort about S in the afternoon, and we lieve that the coroner must do thL- Coronera cultivate this belief. It brings a good manv bodies under their care whirh would otherwise be saved alive More people are suffocated by water round ourselves at Ayr. Another than bv rois. but a man str.mfrlpI bv a '""S" l auucui. inc man ui .y t rope snouid be treated tiie same as one f ' ...I. - 1 . . . 1 1 speaKsas diiterentiy irom the man or W10 has been apparently drowned UUmlneSShire as UummeSSblre 13 dlt-' WliPn a nersrm that, i amvirpntlv lerern irom tne man ot arusie. drowned is Liken out of the water, av Une does not wonder SO mucn mat him on the iwrnr wl-erevpr mof e.in- liobby Burns became a poet when one , venient. Then strin him t, the waist gets into his pretty, fresh, green little a.i rub him drv, and wipe out the country. It is the most inspiring little mouth and back of the throat with a land in the world, with Its trioky skies. , handkerchief folded over one of vour its blue moors, its moist grenness and ; tinkers. Then turn the iatientover. lace I . a :: A 1 1. - . a. . 1 . .... wui iu ul iriuHiouj. jub iwu i : do w n, and t ut his arm under his fore uie naruy peasants toning in tne news, i,ea,i an.i a ro;ii un coat under his and It all seems very poetical indeed. ' stomach. If you have no coat a log of wuo can gun r pica a iiiguiauu -uarj wood, a COll Of rope. Or a dozen brick. or a "Bonny Jean" from among these 0r anything found near bv to raise the large limbed peasant women at a dis- stomach will do. Then put both hands tance. since distance 'tis that lends en- on the small of the back and push them cuantmeni to tne View. 'uown hard. That will force out the But the wonder of it all. tbe marvel ' iviti.r tli?ir lm frvf. itwiilo Turn trio of this pleasant poet's soul only comes ' uuient over on his back. He will often home to you as you bend your bead to enter the door of this lovely dwelling. bis cottage hut no name could be too simple for its simplicity. As you pass through the inevitable turnstile you find that it has but the two rooms of every Scotch peasant's home, "but the hoose'' and "ben the hoose." "Ben tbe hoose" is what the old time Yankees used to call the keepin' room. "But tbe boose" is where all the living seems to x or the mother's bogin to breathe then. If he doesn't, tickle his nose with a bit of grass, a feather, a bit of twine, or anything that will tickle. If that doesn't do any good, hit him a smart slap with the open hand on the pit of the stomach. If that doesn't make him catch his breath he is a bad case, but by no means hopoless. Whatever is done must be done without delay; but never hurry, because hurry begets flurry always. Queen Victoria has row 30 living grandchildren. Drunkenness in New York City has decreased 50 per cent, in ten years. 1 ickel lightning rods are said to be better than other?. They will not rust. Herman Goldin?, of Bdverly, N. J., has died from the effect's of a hornet's sting. A prospector is reported to have round a nujget worth 502 at Big Creek, Ore. A board of trade will shortly be established in the city of Chihuahua, Mexico. The bachelors at Lulo, 2ieb., have a club, and they wear safety pm3 for badges. At Calcutta a warm-hearted mil lionaire has endowed a hospital for sick animals. It is alleged that parties in Oregon are canning dog salmon, which are worthless. Little bedpost bells rung by elec tricity are now used to waken sluggards in Belgium. Some New Yorkers are preparing to establish coffee houses upon the model of those in London. The failure of Campanlni's voice Is laid to be owing to his indulgence m whiskey and seltzer. Thirty year3 ago 2s ew York had a dozen millionaires; now it has 300 with out close counting. Feanut vines in Kearney county, Kan., are said to have yielded 30 bushels to the acre this year. It is said that there are immense beds of oyster3 at sea, oft the coast of Dare county, Xorth Carolina, Claret drinkers will b glad to leara that the vintage m France this year is better than was anticipated. Down in Kentucky a bride's dress was described as "bottle-colored green silk," and all uaderstoon it. Atlanta, Ga., prison authorities are thinking of using the whip on jail birds who steadily refuse to work. Enormous catches ot striped bass are reported to have been made under the ice at Barnegat Bay recently. The letter sheet is seen but little in ordinary correspondence. About 10,000 are sold every day in New York. An Oregon paper mill gets paper stock and jute butts from Calcutta for the manufacture of manilla paper. It Is said that sweet spirits of nitre applien to poison blisters as a lotion, is a quick and sure remedy for ivy ptison iug. Foster, the Iowa weather prophet, predicts a hot summer this year, and advises ice men to harvest extra crops this winter. Cai Creton has a native 6 feet 0 inches in height with his boots on. and Antigonlsh has a citizen 0 feet 4 inches in bis seeks. Rheumatism has settled in the eyes Oi E. B. Moore. Secretary of State of Arkansas, and he is threatened with total blindness. uo uuur. x or tue irnnuer a nuorfc ueu Finding that the slap does no good, at with its cotton curtains stands In one ouce open the patient's mouth. Yon corner, tbe tall, old eight-day clock stands silent at its foot, as if, having ticked at the death and birth of Bobbie will find that his tongue h;is drop;d back into his throat so that he cannot breathe if he wants to. Take hold of it Burns, It had done its lite work and and pull it up. and if vou have a stout topped. For these old Scotch clocks rabber band with vou slip it well back never wear out. Ihere was a well over the lower jaw, so that it will snap filled dresser in another corner, and down on the tongue, keeping it from from the crane in the great open fire- failing Kick. A string of any kind may place some black pots stili hung. There be tied around instead of the tublr were some old tables and chairs which : band, but you must keep watch of either Bobble bad mutilated with his own uu- to see tliat the toncue does not slin conscious hand, and the sinking stone awav and get back into the throat. The floor was the same over which his baby very best way to secure the tongue is to feet toddled long before any one could 'stick a pin or needle through it half an now oi nn uiviue gin. men or so from the tip, and let the ends The big relic room is filled with me- of the nin test on the teeth that is. mentos of Burns, many ol them so . tomrle it. The patient will have a sore sugui mat oniy tue moss loving nana tongue if he gets well, but he won't would have collected them, lor what mind that, l'ut the rolled-un coat uu- mementos could there be in the short ,ier the natient's shoulders. Then kneel and simple annals of a peasant's life? i,is head and null his arm m aliov Being a poet, his manuscripts are hI3 his bead and lav them flat alum? the chief relics, and many of them are here ground, with the' hands touching each under glass. There are quantities ot otiier. Hold them there two seconds, poem to isurns, many oi mem tne while the chest expands and the lungs best of them, indeed by American nn wjth air. Then wise the arms up poets. trangeiy enougn. tie poem by 0ver his head and place them on bis ltz Greene Ualleck one of the best ,.hest. so that bis hands touch each Burns poems ever written, though it 'other just below the neck, and press seems to be an unfamiliar ona is not tirmlv down an-l in on the rhest for an ia the collection. The chairs occupied by Tarn O'Shanter and Sjuter Johnny pon that melancholy occasion when they "boozed at tbe nappy," occupy a instant. This will press the air out again. Take hold of the arm half way between the wrist and the elbow in doing this. Keep on tilling the lungs "LrsnjfS an oranges, all sweet, 25 for a quarter; here y are!" vociferated a vender at 3d and 125th street. "Are they all sweet?" demanded a woman with a basket. " Yessum, all sweet." "Well, I wanted to get some lemons bat if they're all sweet I don't want 'em," and she passed fruitlessly by. Every one Is the poorer in proportion as be has more wants, and counts not what be has, but wishes only for what ne has not. raised dais at the end or me room, and . With air and emptying them again until no One less immortal than this worthy the natient lrcins to breathe naturally. twain hrs ever been allowed to occupy Work deliberately and regularly and them sin:e these gentlemen passed into J jont stop short of one hour and-a-hali Verse. I imlpca the natient recovers, no matter The cottage keeper, a shrewd, rosy . 10W hopeless the case may seem to be. Scotchman, with as merry an eye as . people have been revived who did not ever twinkled, finding us an enthusias-' sj10W sjgn 0f life until thev had been tic group, reaa "Tarn O'Shanter" to ue worked over two hours. One child was from the original manuscript. How m the western part of the state dellciously it aonnded, rolling freshly year after tue doctor had pronoun rrom the lips of a native Scotchman ceditdead. When the patient breathes, there upon its very own ground and warm him by putting hot water bottles with the very own handwriting ot the umIer the arm-pits and on the stomach, poet before our eyes, with Alloway and not flannels will do. Then give stimu tbe banks o' Doon just out the window, ient3 in moderate quantities, end all the pretty country that be en-; stiuinlents should always be given chanted rising np around us. lie had smrjnelv to those who are hurt unless a a turn tor humor, our sootca reader, and when be came to those passage; which in these days would be called Swineburneian, he rolled hii merry eye; drolly, to see if, being but stupil Americans, we took the point. De Trow "How horribly that ten or Is murdering his anthem. Miss Clay more." Miss Claymore "Tbat tenor Is my brother Etheibert, Mr. De Trow. lhysiclan is in charge and orders them. They should never be given to a man who has been injured about the head, particularly if he is unconscious, unless a competent physician is in charge. A gentleman once asked a deaf and dumb boy, "What ia truth?" He replied by taking a piece of chalk, and drawing on the blackboard a straight IIbo between two polate. Then be De Trow (glancing at his hymnal ana asked him. "What is a lie?" The boy turning the leaves quickly) "Why, rubbed out the straight line, and drew how stnpld of me; I thought he wai a zigzag or crooked line between the singing Mozart's 'Hallelujah.'" Miss Claymore (frigidly) "He is." Even person has two educations, on. which 1 receives from others, and ont more important, which he gives him self. same two points. An Indiana farmer reports that his 1500 currant bushes netted him $100 per acre. The currant is a neglected fruit, bat pays well with good attention. The average salary of school teachers in St. Louis is S'J33.70. Only -"j receive 2U0i. Of 1101 teachers. 10O4 receive less than j'JOO per year. -The Germau theatre at Moscow. which was otened a few months aeo with great pomp, has been closed "on account of the indifference of the public. The Scotch shawl instead of over coat, and the Highland cap and stream ers make a fashionable costume worn by some Xew York society young men. Quebec is to have a new hotel cost ing $3U0r000. It is to be erected on the sight of the old parliament building. A Sew York architect Is making the plan.". The ruling passion. A convict In Sing Sing, (N. Y-) Prison has been dis covered carrying on a systematic theft of shirts from the laundry of the Insti tution. Josephine Befannie, an Italian bootblack of Jersey City, has just gone to Italy In first-class style with $3000. which he Is declared to have made by shining shoes. Christopher Golder. an old man who recently bought a lot in the village cemetery at Freeport, L. I., and built a house on it. has been declared dan gerously Insane. The St. Paul ice palace is 214 feet by 104 feet in siz?. and the tower is 135 feet high. An illustration shows it to be of remarkably handsome architectu ral design, and to be surrounded bv facilities for various out-door sports. It Is said that the lazy Sultan of Morocco has the most luxurious tncycle rides in the world. He sits cross-leeged upon an embossed couch, curtained and cauopied with silk and sliver and gold, while the machine is being propelled by slave labor. The Kmperor of China's new throne at Shanghai is to have its foundation and pedestal made of gold bricks, and the sub-prefect of Soochow has sent to Pekin 3000 pieces of solid gold bricks, of the ordinary shape of clay bricks for this purpose. A strol'fnr pyp?y to'.l a We it V r glnia farmer that if he would place 125 in a certain hollow stump and leave it there all night it would be doubled in the morning. The farmer tried it, and sure enough he found in the stump. Then the gypsy a Ivise 1 the farmer to put all he had. iTX in tho stamp and draw out 14U0 in the morning. The farmer took this advice, and somebody else took the $700. There are 4,000,000 dead letters received annually at the Dead Letter Office. Three hundred thousand with out stamps, 50,000 partially addressed, 6000 no address, $1,500,000 of money orders and drafts of money value, 45, 000 packages containing property, $10, 000 in money nine-tenths of which Is returned, the balauce remaining in the Treasury subject to application for four years;15,0U0 photographs; 250,000 Euro pean letters are returned unopened; one-tenth of all letters received contain property; 10.000 applications or letters reported lost, the great proportion found and delivered. Give plenty of green food now while the ground is frozen. Cabbages, onions and steamed chopped hay are very good for stimulating the fowls, and It will greatly increase the laying of eggs. Professor Brown says that farmyard manure, from well-fed cattle, three years old, is worth, on an average, $2.30 per ton. The best grapevines we ever saw were supplied with the blood of chickens and hogs slaughtered for fata lly use, I
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