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VOL. XLI.
MIFFLINTOWN. JUNIATA COUNTY. PENNA.. WEDNESDAY. MAY 4, 1SS7.
NO. 19
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1 If ill i i SCitilL
t.randpas Trt.
hen sunshine lift, the drowsy lids of morn
And earth awakes.
Sweet as the lark my Utile grandchild's
rolce
The silence breaks.
His gladsome face reflects the rosy tint
Of summer skies.
And ever from his prattling lips there conies
borne sweet surprise.
As flowers unfold th-ir petals to the air
And scent the earth,
Bo bads and blossoms forth his baby life
In fragrant mirth.
He drains the nectar from life's chalice
sweet
Of childhood's years.
And recks not of the vexing cares unborn,
Of griefs and tears.
Thus day by day he brightens all the hoars
And romps and plays
A petted idol throned in loving hearts
By winning ways.
With laughing eyes he shakes his golden
cur.s
So cbarniinc cute
You fain condone the mischief that he does
By keeping mute.
And though the past with all Its garnered
years
Scarce counts him these.
In woven lth my woof of life he grows
More dear to ma.
Uod Tant through all the heritage of time
To him ordained,
The sweet fruition of a life well spent
Aud honors gained.
JUST LIKE ARGENTINA.
"Heroines are always gliding
hiding," Kelly Fairfield tuought,
ing down the three volumes of
and
lay-
"A
Dead Mystery.'" She had read "Lady
Dampstilk's " Doom." and "Lurrid
Lightnings," and 'Green-Grey Eyes,"
and "The One-I-gged Witch," three
volumes each, of the most blood-curdling
description that the village library
could supply.
Nelly's taste in romance was not of
t ic highest. Sho liked to have her
blood curdled. And as the four weeks
of her country vis;t had been incessantly
wet she had trotted her young friend
and hostess, Mary Marsh, in the pony
trap every second day to the village
library in search of the weird and mys
terious. At the end of her mouth's
visit to Darkleigh Court. Nelly's fair
and curly little head was bewildered by
three puzzling discoveries that Hubert
Marsh, Mary's obliging brother, and
the heir of this grand old place, was
desperately in love with her iuslgnili
cant httle self; that the country was a
compound of gray sky, rain, and mud,
whatever the poets said to the contrary;
and that heroines especially Argentina,
the last heroine could cry without
spoiling her violet eyes and their pretty
little noses, and that they had a habit of
gliding and hiding. Argentina often
did; and Kelly was beginning to feel
just like Argentina since the heir of
Darkleigh Court had begun to do her
chivalrous service from morning till
night to win a word or a smile.
"Hubert is like Lord Loekwood in
"A Dead Mystery," she told Mary
Marsh, as they went down arm-in-arm,
ready to see a new guest at dinner a
great event in a weather-bound country
house.
"He has black hair and eyebrows, and
there the likeness ends," said demure
Miss Mary, with a smile. "We don"t
want Hubert to be a forger, or a high
wayman, or a corsair, or whatever it
was not like Lord Lockwood thank
you'."
'But I do like a man to have some
thing mysterious something grand as
if he were able to "
"To slay somebody:" hinted Mary.
"That would be romantic and out of
the common."
"Oh, no," said Xelly helplessly; "but
I can't explain. Hubert looks adven
turous. He might have been a courtier
in the old times, and helped in secret
councils, and "
"Planned the smothering of princes,
and all that," laughed Mary. "Poor
Hubert! I did not know what a bad
opinion you had of him, Kelly."
Kelly drew away her arm, and tried
desperately to explain, but they had
reached the last step of the stairs, and
the new guest was taking off his coat in
the hall.
He was a big-eved, big-mustached,
burly man, with a sort of cousinly like
ness to a bull-dog. He was afterwards
introduced as "our friend Gobblecock,
who has come from London to spend a
day or two with Hubert,"
There was also at dmner that day, a
neighbor of Darkleigh Court a hand
some young fellow, Sir Harry Clive
who took the world easily. His chief
pastime was twirling the ends of his
mustache, and his only troubles in life
were laying foundation-stones and
gracing the platform at public meet
ings. His occupations ranged from
lawn-tennis in summer to sleighing in
winter, and driving a four-in-hand, lie
called Miss Marsh "Mary"' and she
called him "Harry;" they had known
each other since he painted new com
plexions on her dolls in his Eton holi
days, and since her baby hands stitched
the calico that sailed his ship. Kow,
when boys and girls begin as playmates,
they often only end as friends; new
faces and new ways have some day a
mysterious attraction that the too well
known faee had not. Sir Harry Clive
stood by the window that night, curliug
his mustache on his finger, and enjoy
ing Kelly's chatter with little Robin
Marsh, on l;er theory of Bluebeard
having possibly been the "wicked un
cle" mentioned iu the "BaUs in the
Wood."
"He couldn't have been their uncle,"
said the small boy, "because there were
never any babis in reality; and it's all a
story."
"Oh, yes, there were babes there
were; its a positive fact," said Kelly,
truly enough. The little boy looked
bewildered, and Sir Harry burst into a
laugh, and watched the pretty girl as
steadily as little Robin did.
Hubert Marsh disappeared from the
group at the window. He was after
ward seen in the garden, kicking the
gravel aud smoking a cigar. Poor fel
low! There are big boys that sulk in
this upside-down world of ours.
"You darling little mite! You don't
believe in Bluebeard, either. Wait till
you meet him some day!" said Mary
demuie and diligent, looking round
from her lace-work.
Master Kobln looked straight across
the room at big Mr. Gobblecock. It
was a look of inquiry; he bad bis
doubts.
Luckily the friend from London was
not turned that way. He had made a
thousand apologies, saying he would not
ask a favor except in an old friend's
Louse, and they had all clamored excuse
and assent; and he had begged for a lit
tle table to himself in an out-of-the-way
corner of the drawing-room, and spread- j
ing newsWner? there and alary book-V
all out of his black leather bag lie set
to work studiously, tiring remarks all
the while like stray shots into the con
versation, and paying attention to what
everyone was saying.
"I would do it in another room if you
would let me go," he said; "but as you
will not exile me you are too good I
shall be free and at your service in one
half heir."
Mr. Marsh carried on the talk about
stories from the point where his daugh
ter had left it.
"Ah!" said that merry little man, the
kindly host, "my Robin is not what I
was long ago. I set beans to grow a
stalk like the famous Jack; and even
now, if I will read a story I like to be
lieve it. Once in the six months, may
be, I get hold of one worth reading, and
then all the men and women I have met
in it live for evermore. What's the
good of a story tliat a fellow feels is a
hoax and a yarn? Kow, there's that
book that every one is talking of,
'Brightley Court;' that girl Kuth Moss
is somewhere in the world; she is living
like a violet in a wood, and the air is
better for her presence happier and
that's all one knows. 'Let us love much
because life is short ; let us do much
because we love much!' That girl is
alive for me now almost as much as
Kelly there and my Mary. She marries
no one in the novel; why, there isn't a
fellow I ever met fit to put his hand
under her foot to send her up to the
saddle. I beg your pardon, Harry, but
you won't mind. 1 don't think you are
good enough for Ruth either."
"All right, sir! S'uan't break mv
heart for that," said Sir Harry. "I'd
rattier nave a real live gul than a
dream, though that is a very true char
acter very real very! Iu fact Kuth
Moss reminded me of somebody I have
met. Have you read 'Brightley Court,'
mantic.
"Ah! you should read that!" cried
both the men in duct Mary's father
and Sir Harry Clive.
"Who is it by?"' said the voice of M
Gobblecock.
"Hyacinth Grey."
Mr. Gobblecock with a grunt, return
ed to his pajers.
"A lady, 1 should think," said the
young baronet.
"Ah I I'm sure of it. ho else could
have told us about Ruth's dresses and
the color of her hair? Yet there's an
amazing amount of knowledge of horses
in that book, aud of larrack life," said
Mr. Marsh, "and Hyacinth Grey had
one novel about London city life, and
another about yachting."
The voice of Gobblecock interrupted.
Iu my time at school Ilyacinthus was
a Greek boy, but these ladies that write
novels don t trouble their heads about
classical accuracy."
Soon he wrote a long letter, sent it to
the post, folded his newspapers into the
black bag, and came with a thousand
more apologies, and made up for hi3
i.bsence by talking with the volubility
of a dozen. His stories made every lnxly
lauh; his gentleness with the girls
made up for his good looks; his talk of
foreign cities made them wonder how
(as our friends bey . the channel
would say) he was most at home whan
he was abroad. In a word Gobblecock
was a p'.easant man, good company, a
success. Even Hubert came back.
heart-aches and all, and joined tin ca
de. And then the candles gleamed
round the drawing-room, and Nelly
looked her prettiest, and Mary Marsh
was her sweetest, and Kobin w;is his
noisiest. Harry Clive was pleased with
himself and all the world; Hubert was
only heard ouce (overheard by Kelly) to
murmur to his sister that lie wished
Harry was "far enough;" Mr. Marsh
made a hamv paterfamilias, and felt
like a boy again when he detected Harry
Clive waiting on Nelly, and poor Hu
bert getting angry- In short it was a
pleasant family circle, and Gobblecock
had become a favorite with everybody,
excent little Robin, whose mini! had
been disturbed about Bluebeard.
At Darkleigh Court the ladies liad
always an hour to themselves, while the
men hnished the late evening in me
smokine-room or at the billiard-table.
To-niirht Kellv took up the book that
was the talk of the season, and read a
few chapters while Mary worked.
Present!? Mr. Marsh came in. "So
clad vou are reading that, Kelly! It is
beaut v and poetry from cover to cover,
no matter what it talks about the
hunting field, or the camp, or the bar-
raek-vard. or anything."
Ma'rv did not look up from her work.
but she siid gently," Hyacinth Grey's
books are all delightful. lie must be a
man with a noble mind."
Mr. Marsh paced up and down the
room thinking; his thoughts had darted
off to a subject nearer his heart.
"I wonder what that boy of mine has
on his mind?" he said. "He stumps
about over my head, up and down, up
and down, till 2 and 3 in the morning.
I wish you would find out what is
troubling him, Mary. Poor Hubert! It
worries me to think he has some trouble
and won't tell me. Find out, if you
can."
"He lias a little sitting-room too in
the west tower, has not he?" Kelly
asked, when Mr. Marsh was gone.
"The iight is burning there till 1 every
night, I have looked out and seen the
bright window, and wondered."
The light burned in the upper window
of the west tower that night till the
clock struck 1. Afterwards Huberi
walked up and down in the room over
his father's till hali-pasr.
"He must have some great trouble on
his mind," thought Kelly, peeping from
under the corner of her window-blind
and seeing the lonely light.
"He is like the Polar bear in the zoo
logical gardens!" thought his sleepless
rather, listening to the footsteps for half
the night , , ,
On the next evening Hubert bad car
ried off "Brightley Court" to that snug
little sitting-room of hi3 in the tower,
Mary Marsh asked Kelly to run up for
it, as her brother, and her father, and
the great Mr. Gobblecock were all far
away at billiards. . .
Kellv, in Hubert's own dominion?,
delayed to look around her before she
took the open volume from the table.
All at once footsteps, and Hubert's
voice, and the voice of the dread Gob
blecock were close outside the door.
Seized by a silly fear of being found,
she thought of Argentina in the last
romance; and, resolved to be a heroino
for once in her life, she did just what
she should not have done, she stepped
behind a screen. True, she might have
rip! out at once bravely and made a
joke of it; but by hesitation it was lost.
Should ane raint, o auouiu ouo vuugu,
for the smoke wa choking her? She
stormed her ears with a pair of fingers,
and stood there in an agony of fear.
When she took her fingers out of her
ears to hear if they were going away,
Hubert was saying:
"It is absolutely necessary to put the
baronet out of the way. My uta was
poison.7
Kelly shudered and turned coli
"Ko, not a murder not i murder,
if it can possibly be avoided. I hav
slirunk from that for years always,'
said Gobblecock.
Xellift rnnlil not nut lior rmtrora inr.
her ears again. Should she scream ou'
loud? Should she fall down with a bant
on tne noorr
"It is rather a horrid idea," sail
Hubert, retlectinir "But I shall havi
no horrors! It shall be poisoning 01
drowning, if I could manage takin;
him abroad and doing some boating
perhaps he might 1 lured Into a Med
iteranean ralucco."
"Very good," said the other.
"That man is a monster!" thought
Kelly. "Hubert is excited, I lit lie i:
cold. He is goading Hubert on, sine
pretending to think ill of it,"
"I mean to put some money iu ni'
pocket, I can tell you!" said Hubert
"I want you to put mc up to the lega
formalities of arranging the will. For
gery is rather worked out, but I don't
see anvthing else."
"If I were you," said Gobblecock, '
should send the old man to a luuatic
asylum, and "
More aud more Kelly was like Argen
tina, she had tried gliding aud hiding
and had stepped iuto the middle of ai
entanglement or crime and mystery
She knelt down wringing her hands.
"I shall make him a lunatic at large,'
said Hubert.
"Very well; then stop at that. Over
excitement piling on the agony i
altogether a mistake, I don't like th
idea of murder, but I shall gladly pro
vide you with all the information abou
me win. 10 avoiu norrors, i snouu
get rid of the old man into a lunatic
asylum, I am not sanguine, but 1 wist
you luck, my lad; and plots of this kiiu
have succeeded Itefore now, though 1
tell you it is not to my taste,"
There was a pause of smoking and o'
choking for Kelly, who had sunk on tlx
door. Then that horrible monster Gob
blecock said, "And the girl is it to lx
Kelly?" She could hear the laugh iu hi:
voice, as if he had made a shrewd guess
''What is to become of her?"
Hubert hesitated. "OUi:bt she evei
to know who the murderer is?"
Miss Fairfield?"
Kelly had not; Mary had suggestec
it, aud she had rejected it as too unro
By this time the poor heroine, whe
was just like Argentina, felt as if tin
human heart that Argentina had nol
were being smashed by a blow am'
torn in two. Hubert, the man whoii
she had begun to love a:.d trust, was
loaded with guilty secrets a villain o!
the deepest dye. It was Gobblecock thai
had ruinetl him of course, it was GoU
blecock who had doue all the mischief
Gobblecock was an unmitigated mon
ster. Kelly screamed out loud a shrill
piercing scream, that rang througt
every lamp and glass, and echoed as it
the ground itself had shrieked, till wall.'
aud ceilings thrilled with it.
Nellvcame to her senses lying on;
couch in the drawing-room, surroundet
by the whole household. She was afi.uc
of Gobblecock, who was gently fanniiip
her the monster! Aud she shrank
from Hubert, who was so glad to sof
one conscious look in her eves. Pool
Hubert! She burst into tears at th
sight of him. That villain of the deep
est dye! Had he not brought "oiu
friend from London" to be a conspira
tor, a plotter of dark dneds?
Kelly wanted to speak to Mary. Tin
others were all sent away; and to M.ir
she told all the escapade: how she liar
slipped into a thrilling situation just
like Argentina in "A I toad Mystery,'
aud Mary interrupted her by saying
quietly, "Hubert is writing a story.
His friend is a writer from London.
You dear little goose they were onlj
planning the book. Hulieit's friend i:
corresjiondent for a foreign paper. Yoi
saw him at his letter last night. And
he has written stories. 'Brightley Court
is his. He put our home in that and
even poor little me. You nee.l nol
make jour eyes bigger, Kelly."
"Oh, Mary! will Hubert ever forgivt
me?"
"Poor 'villain of the deepest dye.'
He will never ask you to be the heroim
of a dead mystery again."
"But, Mary, lid you say that that
that big man wrote 'Brightley Court?
You are Kuth! I know it you art
Kuth?"
"He imagines so. He is Hyacintl
Grey. But you look frightened."
"Kuth will marry Hyacinth Grey!'
Kelly gasied.
"I do admire him from my heart,'
said this calculating heroine; "but I
must show my little pearl ring. Ilarrj
gave it to me to-night."
Alas! let Shakespeare say what he
will, there is something in a name. Kot
even Juliet's love would have sufficed it
she had lived In these days, and if Bo
rneo's name had been Gobblecock.
Superstitious Concerning Bolls.
The effort of an Indiana family to
have certain church bells of their city
silenced as a nuisance has been par-i
elleled in other places. But the
war on ciiurcu bens nas not always
been waged on such grounds. In some
cases it has beeu the outgrowth of an
iconoclastic temper on the part of per
sons who wished to break the torce oi
the religious asociations which cluster
around the music or tne spirits, in
olden times bells were suppojed to have
certain supernatural powers. They
were used to disarm Satan when he
visited pious communities on earth.
On their holy sounds the souls of the
dea l were wafted to heaven.
When the French took Zweibrueckeu
in 1G77. we read that they tried to melt
one of the local church bells, when it
sweated drops of blood, which one of
the officers wined off w ith a Handker
chief so that he could show the stains
to King Louis in proof or his asser
tions. .
in Sweden, loiur. long ago. mere lived
a race of giants who were so wicked as
to hurl rocks at the churches to try t j
destroy them. One day a peasant,
going to the cave of one of these mons
ters, heard himself called : "Jacob,
Jacob, come in aud eat of my stew."
"Kay," answerea jacou, wuo wuum
not for worlds have broken fast with a
sacrilegious creature like that, "if you
have more stew man you cau eau, you
better lay the rest asiue ior tne mor
row." "But I cannot wait till the
morrow," pleaded the giant; "they
have brought those horrid church bells
Into Sweden, and I cannnot withstand
their power. I must nee"' "Ana
when come you bacK t" assea jacon.
"Vnt till the bills have become the bot
tom of the sea, and the sea turned into
farming land," quoth the giant. And
hA waft as eood as his word : for from
that day forth, the rock hurling mons
ters were not Known m oweueu, mi
the churches hare enjoyed a peace like
that of heaven.
If voa are too lazy to think, thou will
h-vi poor to know.
FOX-HUNTIXG.
Description of a Winter
England.
1 , Fox-hunting has made a secure place
for itself in English literature, as every
uci vi uuyj iu say uounng 01
descriptions ot out-door sports, knows,
for it is a British institution. The chase
of tna fox is weal chase. It must
enjoyed in the early morning of the
winter, when tne love of out-door lire,
1 wl"i-h is the basis of the sportsman'!
healthful enjoyment, can be gratified
under the best conditions. The larger
tne company the better, so that com
pauionship adds to the pleasure. There
is no necessity for silence or strategy.
Ko unfair advantage, according to the
sportsman's code is taken of the victim.
The unskilful can participate in it with
as keen enjoyment if without an equal
chance for the honors of the brush, as
veterans. Indies can ride to the
hounds, and men that lack horses are
not thereby denied participation, while
those who are mounted have need for all
their skill and endurance as equestrians.
It is a sport in which all classes can and
do take pride.
The ladies and gentlemen assemble at
the meet, at an early hour in the morn
ing, mounted for the chase. The farm
ers come on foot. The master huntsman
withholds the hounds, eager for the
race, until the morning greetings are
cheerily exclianged, and expectancy and
the bracing air have produced the true
sjiorting spirit. And then the hunt
begins. The hounds make excursions
in every direction, keeping, however,
within hearing of one another, and
riders and footmen follow slowly.
When a f resh track is scented, the suc
cessful dog gives expression to lus own
delight, the others "oiien" and follow
him, at first slowly, now and thenlosin,
the trail and going tuck to find it again,
A little laUr it Incomes warmer. The
hounds follow it with greater ease, at a
sw.fter pace, aud in louder chorus.
Kow the excitement of the race begins.
The riders spur their horses to keep
pace with the dogs. Ihe footmeu
abandon the race behind the hounds,
and take shorter routes to what each
considers the course the fox is likely to
take. Some go in the wrong direction,
and lag further and further behind.
Others anticipate dogs aud riders, and
meet them at the crowning moment.
It not infrequently happens that the
whole forest for miles around is alive
with the army and its stragglers which
are following one good runner.
The fox is uot a rapid runner uatil he
becomes fully aware of the danger, and
then he is likely soon to run himself
down, so that when the hounds come
within sight of him his strength is
almost exhausted. And it Is only where
the track is fresh that the hounds go at
great speed. But the most exciting
period of the race is likely to be long
enough to give horses and riders, and
pedestrians as vigorous exercise as any
but cavalry desire. Yet it is invigora
ting and exciting, without being violent
or dangerous. The excitement is just
great enough to supply a motive for
rule across fields and over fences, and
through the forest, wherever the sly
victim leads, aud the baying of the
hounds acts on the sportsmen as music
on tile soldiers making a charge. There
are just falls and bruises, and other
accidents enough to bear witness to the
engaging nature of the sport to hint of
recklessness without causing serious
fright.
The sportsman carries off the honors
who is the first to ize the fox after the
hounds have captured him, and the
trophy is the bruslu There is sure to
be a spirited struggle for this, and the
gallant fashion still holds in England of
rewarding the most daring lady in the
chase with the fox's tail. Kor is it any
wonder that fox-hunting has from time
immemorial beeu one of the favorite
diversions of the country gentlemen
In Northern England it isau unwritten
law that miners aud farmers and all the
country folk shall sjiend Kew Year's
day on the chase, and there are always
parties of ladies and gentlemen who
join them in this combination of merry
making and healthful sport. And it is a
matter of honor that a fox shall not lw
entrapped or shot. The country gentle
man would judge any person fit for
treason and unworthy of resjwet who
should wantonly kill Reynard, and
thereby take away the chance for him
to sacrifice Ins hie nobly to tne cause ot
healthful and merry sport for a whole
community of hunters. There are as
many days of genuine pleasure in store
for English menjand women as there are
foxes in the kingdom, and nothing but
the extension of the British Empire
gives greater glory than the capture of
many brushes.
HERUXCHIKMSER
The Fonnlains and Gardens of King
Ludwie's Barariau Versailles.
The palace, which was intended to be
an exact imitation of Versailles, stands
on a highland near one end of an island,
looking toward l'rien. As the land
was low in front it was necessary to fill
it in with soil to the height desired for
the parterres and terraces. The trees
were all cut away to the shore of the
lake, giving a vista through the main
land, and the hills in the distance on
that side are visible. This was intend
ed as the royal approach to the palace.
Whatever the visitor may have heard
in regard to its extent or magnificence,
he is not likely to be disappointed.
The palace consists of a facade, to
which access is gained by a series of
immense steps. Back of the facade
extend two large, long ells inclosing a
marble court. At the right and left
a. e wings, only one of which is finished,
the other remaining an architectural
skeLtou. The facade and two wings
present a front not far from a quarter
of a mile in length. In front are the
terraces, with immense fountains and
brilliant flower beds, falling gradually
down to the general level of the island.
It was the idea of King Louis during
the Litter part of his Wfp to cover every
th ng with gold. This plan has been
but partialiy carried out as regards the
fountains, but they present in their un
finished state a splendid area of gilded
surface. The two principal, which
occupy the right and left of the first
terrace, are large marble basins. That
at the right is occupied by an immense
pile of natural rocks surmounted at the
height of thirty feet by a colossal figure
of a genius mounted on a Pegasus.
At the base, C.io, mounted on a sphinx,
proclaims the defeat of the monsters,
: I.!.-- 1 .!! ,, .
iaiuai n uh.ii u uaiue uau ueen wageu
ti. .,..!. v., t-. . r
ine soutu uaseno represents i ortun
jeated on a throne surrounded b1
cueruLoi x uriuer on in angles ot thr
terrace are two fountains copied Iron
Versailles, that -of Soana and of the
Dawn, Beyond the terrace and its im
mediate belongings there is little t re
ittla yi
call the park of Versailles. Time was
wanting to develop the King's plans,
therefore beyond these fine fountains,
these masses of marbles and the hand
some statues that decorate the esplanade
in front of the palace one hardly cares
to look. To the lower terrace one de
scends by a series of twenty-two 3teps
nearly three hundred feet in length.
Here are other fountains of marble,
adorned with classical groups and gro
tesque figures. The gardens, alleys,
walls and rustic paths beyond are bare
ly sketched.
THE BAZAARS OP CAIRO.
Quaint and Dingy Shops and Their
Rich Treasuries.
The Cairene bazaars are as marvel
lous in their way as anything one sees
in this "crazy quilt" city. You can go
to them in a carriage but not through
mem. 1 ou can go through them par
tially on donkeys: but to see them thor
oughly, you should go to them often and
on foot. Narrow alleys between the
low booths, where solemn gowned-and-
turbaned creatures sit cross-legged.
smoking, drinking coffee, counting their
beads, or in silent meditation, i rom
any of which they will rouse themselves
to say: "Very sheep." "How much?"
"Ten piastre." "Too much" "Ko,
very sheep." "Eight piastres?" "Ten.'
"Six piastres?" "Ten; very sheep.'
"Four piastres?" "Ko, no, no!" Then
you turn away laughing. Sometimes
you are allowed to go; but usually you
are soon stopped, and the dialogue be
gins again, when you should stand man
fully by your lowest offer. "Ten pias
tre?" "Four." "Eight piastre?"
"Four," "Six piastre?" "Four." "Oh,
I ruined, ruined:" "Four," "Take,
tike!" with an accent of de-pair that
seems to portend instant bankruptcy,
You feel a little mean, but recover rap
idly when the merchant having put
away your piastres, eagerly offers you
the rest or his stock at the same price.
Then you feel "done," and inclined to
demand the return of a part of your
money. There are certain expensive
things, like silk, where you have to sit
down and spend the morning. It is
very amusing to see the Anglo-Saxons.
fresh aud fair and clean, and striving to
be patient, sitting among the grave and
shadowy Orientals, and waiting until a
decent offer is made. Sometimes the
alleys are shaded from the sun by mat
tings or boards or rugs stretched from
roof to roof of the high overhanging
houses, and the sunlight strikes through
rifts and cracks In rays and sitears of
solid gold. Silk from Ifcimascus, and
soft stuffs of mixed cotton and silk;
gold and siver ornaments, bracelets and
anklets and rings and collars, rough
work from the Soudan and tine work
from smiths here in Cairo; pottery and
brasswork, rags and mattings, fruit and
tobacco and grain, coffee and drugs and
china aud carved wool, scarfs and
handkerchiefs, firearms. and swords and
strange knives. In the Tunis bazaar
are the Moors, who are neither black,
umbra, nor red nor white, but are or a
strange bleached or livid hue. Here
are woolen stuffs and cotton stuffs and
slippers of curious shapes and of all
sizes and colors. The wood bazaar
where one can see and smell the pine.
dear to all southern hearts, and logs
that might have come from the mes-
quite trees of Texas. The spice bazaar
darker and more picturesque than any
other, where the air is heavy with rich
odors and perfumes, some familiar some
strange, and where one goes back in
voluntarily to the familiar old story of
how the Jealous brethren, wishing to
get rid ot the young "dreamer," lifted
up their eyes and looked, and behold a
company of Ishmaelites came from GU
ead with their camels, bearing spice3
and balm and myrrh, going to carry it
down to Egypt." And so the young
Joseph was sold. And to this day the
caravans come, bringing their spices
down into Egypt. Following the tor
tuous lane to what seems an indefinite
distance, refusing bargains and beggars
on all sides, making your way with
difficulty In some places because of the
throng of people, you come at last to
the old town gate, the Bab ez uweleh,
or, as it is often called, the Ba)l llu-
tawelli, from a tradition that the most
revered of all the Mahammedan saints
lives behind one of the doors. The two
huge towers on either side are built of
solid blocks of stone. The g..tcs have
bars of iron on them, aud between the
iron and the wood are rows upon rows
of old nails, aud on the nails are bits of
rags, of string, of leather; bunches of
hair and wool. This extraordinary
decoration is made by people who enter
Into contracts, or who make vows a
nail is put in as a witness, or a piece of
string is tied to a nail already there.
Once having done this, the Moslem feels
he has sworn by the holy saint, and will
on no account break his oath. Outside .
the gate hang bales of wood and stone.
thrown into the city during the siege of
Mohammed All.
Free Access to Windsor.
I happened to visit Windsor the other
day when the Queen was holding an
'investiture." Several matters struck
me with surprise, t or one tunig tne
remarkable freedom accorded to the
public of entry to the Castle, and its
appurtenances. All the opfn spaces
within the precincts, except tne quad
rangle Itself and the private garden.
seemed to be free to everybody. The
Windsor children use as a play-ground
the grassy sloie in front o! St. George's
Chapel and the region about the Wind
sor end or tneing vaiK. mere is
not a gentleman's seat in the kingdom
wiiere very mucn greater seclusion is
not maintained. Tlre are plenty of
sentries, but they do not interest them
selves jabout the .eople who lounge
about their beats. Here and there, at
Intervals is a bcnerolent-looking police
man in uniform, whose leading func
tion seems to be to gossip with any one
who will eossi with him. With some
practice in thr.t sort of introspection I
could not se a single detective in plain
clothes. Tat the queen is in the resi
dence is proclaimed by what I suppose
we should call a white nag nymg irom
the top o? the Round Tower. But such
flagl.jo meaner piece or bunting can
well be conceived tlian "the banner of
Britain'' which, it seems, is thought
good eaough to mark the personal pres
ence of the sovereign. It is much larger
than s good-sized bandana. The most
econwnical Lord Lieutenant in the
Kinrdom would be ashamed to display
so '.ltry and slobby a rag.
Our hone for self is strongest and less
inelflm when it is blended with hope for
tne woria.
The most dangerous of all flattery is
the common kind that we bestow upon
ourselves.
Life is a duty, and one ought to de
sire its preservation. Wilfully to let It
decay would be a sin.
THE BELIEF IX MONSTERS.
How Remarkable Giants and Start
liuz Beasts Have Been Displayed.
The great lesson which Cuvler
taught the world was that many races
of animals were entirely extinct, and
that nature's chain of existence bad
not one, but many missing, links.
From his recognition of that fact the
science of pakeantology may be said to
date, remarks Professor W. B. Scott
But the carnivorous nature of the mas
todon was too fascinating an absurdity
to be so easily killed, and it continued
to appear at intervals. Aa late as 133c
we find a Kew England medical pro
fessor writing as if it were an unques
tionable fact. The great theory lin
gered still longer, and even yet cannot
be considered entirely extinct among
the unlearned.
The dictum that the superstitions of
the age are but the science of preced
ing ages receives ample confirmation
in the history ot this subject. Kot lon
ger ago than 1846 a mastodon skeleton
was exhibited in New Orleans as that
of a giant. The cranium was made ol
rawhide, fantastic wooden teeth were
Gtted in the jaws, all missing parts
were restored after the human model,
and the whole raised upon the bind
legs. It certainly conveyed the notion
ot a "hideous, diabolical giant." and
was no doubt responsible for manj
nightmares. As a sad commentary on
the state of the medical profession in
the southwest at that time, it may be
added that the exhibitor was perfectly
honest, in his belief, and to support hit
faith he had a trunk full ot physician's
certificates that these were human
bones.
In 1S40 "Dr. Koch, a German char
latan, created a great sensation by an
nouncing the discovery of the levia
than of Job, which he called the Mis
sourium, from the State where it was
found. It turned out, however, to be
nothing but a mastodon preposterously
mounted. Koch had added an extra
dozen or more joints to the backbone
and ribs to the chest, turned the tusks
outward into a semicircle, and conver
ted the animal into an aquatic monstei
which anchored itself to trees by means
of its sickle-shaped tusks and then
peacefully slumbered on the bosom of
th waves. Like the Siberians, he
found interesting confirmation of his
views in the Book of Job, that refuge
ot nerplexed monster-makers. Koch
took his leviathan in London, where it
was purchased by the British Museum
and reconverted Into a mastodon by
Professor Owen, who at once recognized
Its true nature.
She Becomes a Public Benefactor by
Raising the Standard of Egg
Lajinjj. Mr. French, of Otlsco Valley, is the
proud owner of a hen of marked abil
ity. She is a hen which evidently has
no taste ror the beaten path, atie de
clines to be a mere imitator and echo
of the routine hens that have preceded
her. She is a ben which prefers to do
her own work in her own way, unin
fluenced by the prevailing fashion.
Were Dr. Emerson living he would
probably speak of her as having origi
nal relations to the universe. At all
events she is that sort of a hen. The
ordinary hen lays an egg with a single
yelk, the exceptional ben contribute:
to an era of prosperity eggs with a
double yolk; but the able Olisco Valley
hen conforms herself to neither of
these system of egg-laying. The out
side shell of the egg which she place
upon the market Is ample enough to
accommodate two eggs, and does
actually contain the white and yelk
such as are found in tne familiar gro
cery-store egg. "And in addition,"
we quote from the Syracuse Journal
"within the yelk of the outer one is
second perfect egg with a hard shell.
The brilliant achievement of this
Onondago County hen is not only nota
ble in itself but is clothed with signal
Interest regarded as a protest against
the ultra-conservatism which charac-
t-.r.zes hens as a race. Your average
Leo, not only in Onondaga but in the
rest of the counties of the State, hold
ing fast to the maxim "It is good to
let well enough alone, never attempts
to lay what might be called advanced
esgs eggs with modern improvements.
Year after year from the beginning to
the end of her career she goes on lay
ing the same style ot egg that hei
mother and her grandmother laid be
fore her. She is without ambition; the
spirit of progress which is the spirit oi
the age is not in her. But the hen oi
Otisco Valley is no such bird. Such
is her conception of her duty to hei
day and generation and such her confi
dence in her own capacity that she lays
two eggs where her fellow-worker lay:
one an egg within an egg. In thus
raising the standard of egg-laying she
is a public benefactor. May her tnbt
but not the price of eggs increase.
Music as a Sanitary Measure.
A correct education of the voice, in
volving as it does, the proper exercise
of the organs of the throat anl lungs,
is a most important part or what we
call physical education. No organs
will do more and better work under
proper training and care than those
ot the voice, and none break down
earlier under bad treatment. Trained
voices last longer in healthy condition:
than any others, and the reflex of
clear tones and healthy lungs on the
vigor of the whole system is worthy of
consideration. Dr. Rush declares his
conviction that the German people are
largely indebted for their exemption
from pulmonary diseases to the strength
and volume which their lnngs acquire
in the practice of vocal music, which
is well nigh universal among that peo
ple, extending from childhood to old
age. When American life is so sub
ject to the ravage of the diseases of
the throat and lungs that Zo.ouo per
sons die annually in iew England
alone from these causes, it is well
worthy of consideration that music be
practised as a sanitary measure.
A Queen's Ball Dross.
At the last court ball before Lent
Queen Marguirite of Italy wore a skirt
of very palegreen faille, embroidered
with gold, the train of a somewhat
darker shade, being trimmed with a
raised brocade of leaves in varied shades.
Her Majesty was a perfect blaze of
emerald, which harmonized perfectly
with the dress, and on her head she
wore a diadem of diamonds and emerald.
Her long gloves were of pale cafe-au-
lait shade.
AGED WOXDEH-VrORKERS.
Old Dutch Women In Pennsylvania
Who 1'roresn to Practice Witch
craft. In the old Dutch villages of Penn
sylvania, are many old women whom
the people believe to possess super
natural powers. I v Lai ted two of these
witch women, as they are called Bar
bara Fisner and Mother Roske. Bar
bara lived in the Dunkard settlement,
in a rude cabin in the mountains, six
or seven miles from Reinholdsville.
She must be now eighty-five years old.
She was active and apparently physi
cally strong when I saw hsr, but much
bent and wrinkled, with hair as white
as snow. Cunning and shrewdness
were plainly pictured on her face, and
her eyes were as keen as a hawk's, and
not much larger. She, like all of 'he
"wonder-working" women ot the re
gion, has an ancient volume printed in
the German language, containing many
fantastic signs and symbols, and known
as a "mystery book." Some of these
curious volumes are said to be over
two hundred years old, and were
brought from Germany by ancestors
of the present wonder-workers, who
were themselves adepts in witch-doctoring,
Ko alien hand is allowed to
touch these sacred books, and but fen
persons have ever seen inside thei
heavy covers. Barbara Fisher con
Ones her ministrations to hernelghbors,
and they go to her from miles around.
Husbands take their wives, fathers
their children and young men their
sweethearts to Mother Fisher for treat
ment for all ills and the removal of
evil spells, and to obtain charms that
will be potent m love and business.
She will, for a fee, give an applicant
a charm to ward off lightning from his
buildings, confound his enemies by
bewitching them, making their wells
run dry, forcing their cows to give
bloody milk, prostrating their families
with sickness, or bringing any dire
punishment upon them that the appli
cant will pay for. She will undertake
the Job of stunting the growth of a
baby, destroying a rival's beauty,
separating man and wife, settling
lover's quarrels, laying at rest a
lover's doubts as to the faithfulness of
his sweetheart or convincing him that
she Is false,procurlng desired marriages,
or doing anything equally absurd either
in the way ot scattering blessings or
calling down evils, according to the
desires of her customers and the size
of the fee. Old Mother Roske is said
to be ninety years old, and she looks
it. She lives alone and her most
ambitious feat in wonder-working was
the seeing of a gold mine In the vicin
ity, and collecting a fee from every
farmer in the neighborhood for the
privilege of digging nightly for the
precious deposit. After pretty much
the whole of the ground in the com
mumty had been turned up, and no
gold was found, .Mother nosKe an
nounced that the work might as well
cease, as it was evident that some one
among the diggers had a cow with
blood In her horns, and utill the cow
could be found and killed, and the
blood drawn rrom the horns and spilled
on the ground at mid-night when the
moon was in its first quarter, it would
be useless to look farther for the
treasure. The farmers sient much
time trying to find such a cow among
their stock, and, although that was
several years ago, whenever a cow is
killed to this day in that vicinity her
horns are sawed off in hopes that the
blood may be found and used as
Mother Roske directed, in order that
the gold mi do may be discovered.
Some of the charms prescribed by
these witch women, and faithfully use J
and believed in by the credulous people
among whom they operate, it is mild to
call ridiculous, in
the potency of j
witch-hazel, the wonder-makers rely
greatly. Young women are instructed
to carry its leaves in their bosoms as a
love-charm; so long as they are there
worn no rival can win their sweet
hearts from them. If they would dream
of their lovers, they must sleep with
witch-hazel leaves under their pillows:
but, in all cases, the charm must be
prepared by the wonder-maker. To
make an enemy's well run dry, ashes
of witch-hazel must be forced into the
mouth of a toad over which the witch
woman has held an incantation. By
dropping the toad thus prepared iuto
tha enemy's well the water will leave
it. One ot the worst things that cau
befall these superstitious farmers is t j
have a cow give Dioouymuk. mat is
regarded as the genuine work of the
devil himself. Consequently, if one
man ?s pining for vengeance ou
another be wreaks it to his satisfaction
by obtaining a toad which has been fed
on witcn-nazei Dy a wonaer-worxer,
and placing it where the enemy will
step on It. That will turn his cow's
milk into blood with neatness and dis
patch. Oue of the jobs that requires nice
work on the part of the wonder-worker
is the separation of a man and wife,
which seems to be another favorite
way these farmers have of seeking ven
geance for wrong done them. The de
signing and be i rt less person who would
tear man and wife as under must first
get a hair from the head of a woman 1
whose feair is tne opposite in color to
that of the wife of the man in whose
family the separation is desired. The
hair, however, must under no circum
stances be red. Then the simple fact
must be ascertained as to which was
born the nearest to running water, the
husband or the wife. Whichever one
it may be, that is the one who must be
operated upon. Something that the
husband and wife have both worn at
the same time in their lives must be se
cured and burned, and the hair held in
the smoke that arises. The smoked
uair s mission 13 uiea 10 oe ourieu at
tun omo ui Mi nuc.c "oifrom the thousands of dollars he
doomed couple live, so that water from 1 for nj3 cuttle.
me eaves may arop on ie spou me
name of the person who is being oper-
AtrA nmn ia then written on a Diecn of l -
atea upon is wen wruien on piece or. tl
paper and burled where the shadow of
something cast oy the light or the moon
will fail upon it. If the man and wife
do not immediately quarrel, and the
quarrel is not followed by the wife
packing up and returning to her fa
ther's after that, it is prima facie evi
dence that the operator was a little
short ot faith in the infallibility of the
spell, and he can not hope to succeed
in his fell designs until he stands In
an east wind for three successive days
and prays fervently for abiding faith iu
Ute power of the witch women.
Envy is fixed on merit; and, like a
fore eye. Is offended with everything
that is bright.
Little troubles wear the heart out.
It Is easier to throw a bombshell a
mile than a feather. .
Sow good serviies; sweet remeni-;
btances will grow from them. j
NEWS IX BRIEF.
In Gerard, Kansas, the druggists
have refused to sell liquor.
Fresh water is soil in Hurler,
Wisconsin, at 25 cents a barrel.
The Penobscot ice crop is estima
ted at 102,000 tons this season.
People In Barber County, Kansa3,
will cultivate Russian suntlowers for
Tuel.
Chicago has 11 or the 37 oleomar
garine factories found by the revenue
officers.
Seattle, Wyoming Territory, has
already six volunteer fire companies
orgmized.
The prevalence of glanders out
that way ha3 lately been exciting Mon
tana horse owners.
Henry Botel, a "phenomenal"
tenor, contemplates spending next sea
son in America.
Mine. Sembrich has been appointed
a Prussian Court vocalist by the Em
peror of Germany.
A bull fight, a Texas authoritj
stales, is now taken to Include a tussle
with a tough steak.
About one hundred boy3 are In the
plumbing class or the Kew York Trade
School engaged in studying tie art.
In an area of 100,103 squire miles
in the northwest province of India
there are said to be 41,000,000 Hindoos.
A pipe of beaten gold has beet
found in an orange grove at Apcpka.
Florida, by the owner or the property.
A Mexican has been selling to th
unwary at San Jose (Cal.), nuggets ol
Unroil, representing them to be ol
silver.
"Eyesolngy" is now chronicled as
fashion's latest fad, and il means th
telling ot character from the color ot
the eyes.
Exclusive of Bostonese, there are
spoken in Boston, a local authority
tells us, soma thirty different lan
guages. Out of 35G women registerel as
entitled to vote in Burlington, Ver
mont, only one availed herself of tin
privilege.
The use of coal grows more ar.i
more common "down Est," even
among farmers who have ample sup
plies of wood.
Vito Cercelone, who Aied recentlj
at Milan, has left by will his entir:
fortune, amounting to SiGO.000, to
King Humbert.
Wild honey, to the amount of
over 300 pounds, was found by twe
men in a hollow tree, near Utica, Penn
sylvania, recently.
Walt Whitman is said to have re
ceived a letter from Lord Tennysoc
lately, in which the laureate addresses
him as "Dear old man."
A new license schedule adopted
for Lawrence, Massachusetts, sets
ilJO as the figure innkeepers are to
pay, aud cl for druggists.
It Is lelieved that thousands will
be added this year to Alaska's popula
tion, as miuiug and exploring axe to
be energetically prosecuted.
A steam tug of TOO tons burtbau
is under construction at Bangor, Me.
It is claimed that she will be the
largest boat of her kind iu this country.
A syndicate of Amsterdam
bankers has purchased 'X'Q square miles
of timler land iu western Florida on
which to found a colony of Hollanders.
K. O. Sbolnutt, who was hanged
until he was almost lifeless, recently, "
in Jackson county, Georgia, says he
suffered very little pain by the opera
tion. The Spanish iron ore trade is re-
nortpil til f ilenresPfi hv tliA Aarinii,
delays to which steamers are subjected
at the port of Bilbao. The orei
much used in England.
An edd biriary occurred at a
Chester, Kew York, recently, where
thieves stole the forms of paper which
were ready for the press. Kewspaper
rivalry is the supposed cause.
Dr. Riegler, of Pesth, Hungary,
is said to have succeeded in photo
graphing a pro;ectile fired from a gun
during its passage through the air at
the rate of 410 metres per second.
The Canadian fishermen are trying
to buy enough clam bait in Maine to
supply them tl.e entire fishing season,
so that retaliation, if decided on, will
not harm tliem iu this particular.
(Quarantine against cholera in
Chili, established on the Isthmus of"
Panama and in Peru, makes it neces
sary to despatch the United States
malls to Caili via Rio de Janeiro.
The committee of the British soci
eties of Bostou which has in charge the
proposed observance of Queen Vic
toria's jubilee has selected a3 the pro
gramme of tnu day a picnic, banquet
and ba.l.
The Mechanics' Institute of San
Francisco received last year $00,580,
of which $31,01.10 represent the profits
of the industrial exhibition. The in
stitute holds property to the value of
?o,5.Si
Two prisoners at Tippeanoe, O.,
have been discharged from custody on
a point made by their counsel that
the crime with which the commitment
papers charged them, "burglarizing,"
was one unknown to the law of the
State.
It sounds tunny, dug tna name or
the new Consul to Mexico, a Missouri
gentleman, is Elizabeth Caroline
Moore. He was name! for his two
grandmothers. His grandfathers seem
t have beeu neglected.
A Montana man. who recently
. arrived in Chicago and sold five car
! loads of cattle, brought up a little
i later in a police court, after "doing
lne tovn wita a balanca 0f 75 cent3
got
In a trial before a justice ot the
. ...ww of T n,,l T T .. .. 1 !
1" - " uuiuni
,tm,w,r..r ohn r th. nrf
the plaintiff whipped the defendant
while the attorneys keut the crowd
back. The Court then returned and
the trial proceeded.
Free ferries are being established
across the Thames, at Woolwich,
(London). The first is expected to go
into operation in the spring, with two
steamers large enough for the convey
ance at one time of several vehicles and
horses and some hundreds of passen
gers. A false bottom was accidentally
discovered in a case of Italian wine
at the Boston Custom House a few
days ago revealing several eld paint
ings. An examination showed that
the whole consignment of fourteen
cases was similarly fixed up. Ta '
persons who were about to receive
the wine, upon which the duty had
been paid, disappeiued.
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