B. F. SOHWEIER, THE CONSTITUTION THE UNION AND THE ENFORCEMENT OF THE LAWS. EUUtor VOL. XL1X MIFFLINTOWIS, JUNIATA COUNTY. PENNA.. WEDNESDAY. OCTOBER 30. 1895. NO. 46. I iaVJWi Vi.ft ' assisted nt their 1 wy M CHAPTER III. Nora Dene had been married nearly a fear. So strnngely had the marriage tome about that often she herself wn puzzled to account tut all the motive! ;hat had urged her on to such a rush and unconsidered step. She had been encaged in the first in Itance to Major the Hon. Barry I-arron, tlso of the the th Hussars a man mora than double her oge, and rendered gloomy I ml suspicious by a former unlucky in ;ident in his life. It had been his strange y urgnt, even selfish exacting love that aad fascinated her. She had thought hi fiassion the deeper that it had showed self in such an uncouth form, contrnst ug so markedly with the gentle, almost lavish devotion that was offered her by ether lovers. For awhile she flattered herself that she could tame this savaga Orson, and render him subservient to all ber whims and fancies. But time dis proved this, and she became impatient under his jealousy, and rebelled against Hie strict supervision he deemed it neces sary to keep over her actions. Girlishly anheeedful of the consequences, sin played upon his fears, thinking to punish b i in by giving more cause for his suspic ions, and when remonstrated with she inly laughed. "I will be nn old man's darling If you .ike," she told him, saucily; "but noth ing shall persuade me to be an old niau't lnve." She was so innocent of evil that she did not understand the extent of his doubts. She flirted with such openness that the veriest tyro could not have been misled, more especially as she so artlessly be trayed her love for her fiance nt every turn; he was the only one who was blind enough to doubt her. At last a crisis came. He had forbid den her to jnncc, nn exercise of which she was passionately fond, and she had not rebelled, for even to herself it scemci! selfish to indulge a tnste he could not share. Now, not content with that, he told her he objected to her singing beforr my one but her own family. Then the girl grew rebellious, and re fused to comply with such nn unreason able request. That snnio evening, in de finnce of his wishes, she sung nt a large party, and when he showed evident dis pleasure, mnde no effort to conciliate him. The next morning he wrote to her, say Sig that her love of gaiety and craving for admiration were incompatible with the life he should wish his wife to lend, end that he could not trust her with hit happiness and honor. Only one other officer was with him on detachment at Hattiabad, and to him he declared his intention of giving her up but his confidence hnd been met with in iignant warmth. Uenald Dene had known Nora Molnet all her life, and was furious at what to him seemed an unwarrantable insult. The wedding day was fixed was to have been In that same month indeed; and he knew how her fair fame would suffer if she were jilted so at the last moment. The merely friendly feeling he had felt tot her Seemed to develop in a moment to al most brotherly affection. Had she been indeed his sister, ht could not hnve more keenly resented Major I,orron's behavior. There appeared only one way to show lis sense of the cruel injustice of such wnduct, and to silence malicious tongues, lie must offer to become her husband ir Major I.arron's stead. I'ndeterred by fear of ridicule or re buff, he put his chivalrous resolve into ex ecution. He told the girl of the shame be felt that one belonging to the regl fcient should have behaved so badly, and bow utterly he disbelieved in the truth o.' !he accusations ngainst herself. "In proof of which," he added, gravely, "I can only say that if you will marry me, Nora, I will do my best to be worthy f your confidence and to win yonr love." And she had consented to tne strange proposal, knowing that she was not brave enough to face the jeers or pity of society when the fact transpired that she had been jilted. And she thought that Gerald Oene loved her. Her pleasure was his first thought, hei Irishes his own consideration,.' He was al ways at hand to do her service, and gave her no opportunity to discover how h was getting more necessary to her every day. Although formerly a keen sports man, he now seldom or never went out with his rifle or rod for fear she should begin to think about the past, and find leisure to repent the step she had taken. That one short year had changed hei terribly. The shock to her pride had been so great that she had seemed to grow nddenly old, caring for none of those things which had delighted her before Her whole being had become chastened, ind the laughter quenched npon her lipa She had never danced since her mar riage. She sung sometimes, bnt without that happy ring which had made her sing ing so pleasant to the ear. Certainly she had grown very staid too staid, thought her young husbnnd, as he watched he? furtively at times. The yonng wife had made no women friends in Alipore. She was In fact rather difficult to please, hot she took Jnne to ber heart directly, liking her the better that she was so free from young-ladyism so fresh and unspoiled by contact with the world. Having been so long in her convent school, she had contracted a nun like shyness and gentle, winning way that xdded to her charm. Colonel Prinsep, too, saw a good deal of his protege, as Mrs. Dene persisted in railing Jane to herself; he had always thought her more than ordinari ly pretty, and soon discovered that she had other claims to is admiration. She was so bright and unaffectedand above all bo Imbued with a sense of his superiority, than which nothing goes so surely to a man's heart. Most people find it difficult to resist flat tery, when delicately administered; and in this case the homage was quite uncon sciously rendered, and so of double worth Mrs. Dene smiled sometimes at Jnne'i enthusiasm, yet on the whole agreed with her. She had always liked Colonel Prin ejb though she bad sever seemed to T. .1 w Tl'm ba .7T ma if lata n't- ffiafr Vi ! so often joined them in their rides and I drives. Besides which they were acting I together In a comedietta, and Jane often impromptu rehearsals. The Colonel wns notably good at theatric als, but this was Mrs. Dene's first effort, and she had been very unwilling to ac cept the part; only the fact that the per formance was for the benefit of a regi mental charity, and that her husband wished it, at last persuaded her. Very pleasant were the afternoons .pen. in these rehearsals. Jane would be seated at the further end of the room as audi ence, her eyes fixed demurely on the little yellow book, listening with unnecessary intentness to the Colonel's drawling tones, which were becoming dearer to bei than she well knew. Sometimes they referred a knotty point to her, and bad she been observant, she must have noticed that Colonel Prinsep nlways adopted hei suggestions. Once Mrs. Dene laughingly appealed to him, whether Jane would not make the better actress of the two; but he only smiled, and forebore to express an opinion. Often he found himself glancing arouno to see if she wers near; in church he list encd almost unconsciously for her voice. which was at times tremulously up raised; and once as be stood near her at an afternoon "At Home" at their mess; it entered into his mind that, being sc slim and lightly made, she ought to b a pleasant partner. lie strolled toward her slow. "You are not dancing," he observe and smiled a little consciously as at th' sound of his voice she turned, her ex pression betraying a delight that all bet demureness could not hide. Some one did ask me, she assure-. him, gravely. "I do not doubt It. Was he such a bao performer that you refused?" "It wns more of my own shortcoming. T wns afraid. You see" blushing "I have never learned to dance. "Dancing is an art that requires no teaching; It comes by instinct to to such is you." "I wish I could believe so," she an swered, quickly, too eager to show em barrassment at the compliment implied. "Try with me" persuasively. I dnre not; besides, I could not. I niu with Mrs. Dene, and she is not dancing the gentleman she introduced to me would be offended " "Half a dozen bnd reasons don't makt one good one," he laughed, gayly. "Come." He put his arm round her waist, am. drew her forward unresistingly. When the first awkwardness wns over she en joyed it, as he could not fail to see by the flush on ber cheeks and the sparklt in her hazel eyes. When they stopped at last he wa. smiling, as men will smile when they have broken down one of the weak walls which women love to erect, often more as a precaution than a defense. Then almost immediately bis mood changed. and he led her back to her chaperor without making any remark. At that moment Captain Dene returnee" and holding out bis cigar-case to the Colonel, led the way on to the veranda. It was quite dark, and a warm wind rustling among the trees prevented their footsteps from being heard. Mrs. Dene, unconscious of their presence, answered Jane's inquiry. "You were exactly describing Colone. Prinsep," she said, laughing lightly. "So he is your ideal of a perfect man." A discreet cough from ber hnsbant. startled both, and they turned to see that he and Colonel Prinsep were close behind them. CHAPTER IV. Colonel Prinsep drove home that eveu Ing with a strange sensation of anger tempered with involuntary amusement. Like most men, be disliked being put in a ridiculous position, and strenuously ob jected to being the declared hero of a romantic girl, however charming ht thought ber. The daughter of bis owr luartermaster, tool For several days after this be sav nothing of her. The Colonel had driven ont about tel. miles to look at some ground where the regiment were to practice reconnoitering, and he was on his homewatd road when, turning a corner, he came upon some thing that made his horse suddenly iwerve. It was Jane, seated on the ground, ano near her stood a bamboo cart with broken ihafts. There had evidently been some acci dent, for the pony and syce that must have once belonged to it had disappeared and she herself did not attempt to rist when he came within sight. "You are hurt!" exclaimed the Colone., jumping down from his high seat, and going hastily toward her, bis arm through ais horse's reins. She turned her pretty, piteous face to ward him, and there was something so ap pealing and confiding in ber glance that his own insensibly grew warmer. "You are hurt!" he repeated, with mora solicitude in bis tone than bad been ex- 1 pressed before. i "Only frightened, I think. I am always timid driving. The pony kicked over the I traces and upset the cart and, oh, I anr o very glad you came!" She put one hand in bis as he held them ont to help ber, but she grew so pale as the stood up that he did not withdraw his support. 1 "I am afraid I am a little hart," ahs confessed, meeting bis anxious gaze; "I wrenched my foot when I fell out, and my arm " She broke off with a faint cry as she tried to move It "We must get yon home at once," laid Colonel Prinsep, promptly. "But your pony did you see in what direction he made, off?" "The syce took him home to bring back help They will be so anxious when they tee him without me." "Then we will start at once." He almost lifted her into his dog-cart and drew the rug round her gently, fas tening his own overcoat loosely round ber neck, while she neither deprecated bis at tentions nor evaded them. He had seated himself beside her, and fathered up the reins. "Axe yon ready?" he asked her, gently. . Bha nodded assent, tad they drove o The'nexl morning. In spite of the doe tor's injunctions and her mother's alarmed entreaties, Jane insisted upon being dressed in a loose tea-gown, so that ihe might lie on the drawing-room sofa; may be an indefinite idea of uvssing the Colonel if be called had something to do with her unwillingness to play the in ralid. Though scarcely conscious that it had (tone so far, she made no secret of her liking for him. lie was too far above her for her to be ashamed of the feeling. She would as soon have thought of blushing over her love for a favorite poet or cele brated painter. She could worship this "bright, particular star" without any ul terior intention. It was one o'clock the fashionable time for calling in India when she heard I voices in the adjoining room, and pres ' ently the curtain was lifted, and Mrs. Knox came in. "Do you think you are well enough to see any one?" she asked, doubtfully. "Oh, yes," answered Jane, eagerly, but her countenance fell as she saw the vis itor who followed swiftly on her words was Sergeant Lynn, j "You did not expect me?" said the i young man, quickly, his wits sharpened by jealousy and pain. "It it was very good of you to come." "Of course I came directly I beard of the accident. Does It hurt you much ?" pointing to the bandaged arm. "One does not generally break a limb without suffering from it," put in Mrs. Knox, tartily. "She did not seem to suffer much last night." "Did you see me?" "Yes, I saw you and the Colonel I thought he was never going; and you stood looking at him as though as thocgj " The young fellow stopped, at a loss for woJb, and Mrs. Knox looked keenly at her daughter to see if there was any meaning in what he bad hinted. But there was more of scorn than con fusion expressed in Jane's face; and the bnlf-formed suspicion that for a moment mnde her heart beat with excitement and hope wns strangled in its birth. "I will leave you two to fight It ont, Mrs. Knox said, and went from the room. "Jacob, how could you?" flashed out Jane, as she heard the inner door close behind her mother. But the Sergeant stood erect and nn moved by her anger, which perhaps he took as a confession of guilt. "You blush now, but yoj did not think it worth while to blush when the Colonel's arm was round your waist," be sneered In reply. "He did it to support me, that my arm might not pain me as we jolted over tht rough roads." The blush had faded from her face ind she spoke hesitatingly, as though afraid to say too much; but he was not slow to see ber displeasure at the coarse ness of his allusion, though be would not immediately give in. "The roads are good enough," he mut :ered, gruffly. "We came from Brountra," said Jane, with dignity. "I remember you said yourself that the road was a disgrace to the cantonment." The next moment he was at her feet protesting that he had never doubted her; it wns only the cruelty of his position that had tortured him beyond endurance. It was too hard that any jackanapes who could call himself a gentleman might ap proach her when be pleased while he must stand aside. Jane found the apology more distnstefu than the fault it was meant to condone. "Let us talk of something else," she aid at last, wearily. "And you have quite forgiven me?" She nodded her bead. (To be continued.) The Birds. At a little fishing village last summer jn the coast of the Devonshire I was noticing the tameness of the sea-gulls as they flew around the boats, when they drew to land or sat like so many bar door fowls waiting for any bit of fish thrown to them. "Yes," said an old fisherman, "the; arc getting tamer again now, but for a long time they kept aloof. A couple of city men came down here and began blazing away at the poor tame crea tures, that did not know at first what It meant, for they bad never bad a stone thrown at them in their lives. How many they would have killed, Just for fun, as they Bald, I don't know, if we fishermen hadn't stopped them; for the gulls we consider our friends. We like to bear their wild cries, and they lead ns to places where the fish are shoaling. But it was a long time before they be came tame again." A wonld-be sportsman stopped ovei night at a backwoods cabin with a whole arsenal of guns. Early In the morning the farmer was awakened by a fusillade in the garden. "I Jumped up," he said, "to see whaj. was the matter; and there was the city chap blazing away at my little robins and orioles, to listen to whose songs I have often lain awake by the hour. I Jnst caught the little fellow by the col lar and told him that If he fired thai gun again I'd fire him ont mighty quick. He dropped his shooting Iron, and looked at me in amazement." M. Janssen recently informed the French Academy of Sciences that he determined the .existence of water vapor in the planet Alars'by means of the spectroscope. Wolves are not yet extinct in France. Last year 384 were killed in fifty-five oat of the eighty-seven departments, chieflly in the centre and the eastern part of the country. To make one ounce of attar of roses requires 10,000 roses. A fisherman at Clinton, Mo. caught a three-foot water moccasin snake on a hook baited with a frog. A telephone line is about to be opened between Holland and Belgium. A small electric lamp is being used instead of a bell in some telephone ex- changes in England. The call for , connection lights the lamp. England has a lighthouse to every fourteen miles of coast, Ireland to every thirty-five and Scotland one to every thirty-seven miles. Dr. Luigi Sambon has recently made a collection of Roman surgical instruments which indicate that the Konians had a high degree of operative skill. The Hawaiian government has gran ted to an American an exclusive fran chise and an apnual subsidy of f 40,000 for laying a cable from Ban Francisco to Honolulu. No insulator of magnetism is known. irOLD OF AN ARMY SURGEON.' rOO Smart for Prospector, but Cow boy Got the Drop. We were sitting about a camp firs Arhlle the troops were camped in Jack son's Hole after the Indian scare of not long ago a number of the officers of) the Ninth Cavalry and the writer and! I nr. n - wA W - n ...111.... .t,nnl 1. 1 .J WU17 v& U1C7 UliiLi;!! WHO IdliUK OLVUL UIV experiences in the Apache country,' though this story has nothing to do wlthj the Apaches, "Did yon ever know Dr. Cockey, ol( Cockeyvllle?" he asked of the othersJ and at that half a dozen of the group! laughed heartily. They had known the Doctor, who had served as a contract surgeon with several present "Well, did you ever see as good a aorse trader as he was? No? Neither did L One day an officer we ail know very well came into camp on a fine ani mal that he wanted to sell. It was worth easily $100 cash, but It had to go at what it would bring, because thq owner had been ordered to Washing ton. The Doctor heard of It and looked the animal over. He said he didn't want It, but he liked to look at horses of all kinds. It semed like a pretty fair horse, he said, the main fault being an Incipient spavin, which ordinary ob servers would not easily detect. If it wasn't for that, etc., etc. you know how candidly he would talk when slan dering the other man's, horse. The up shot of it was that be said If no better offer was made he would give $60 for the animal, but he would like to take It out for a ride first, to see if there was mvthlng else ailed it "The sale of horses was pretty slow about then, and the owner let the Doc tor take It for a ride. Then the Doctor rode away on the trail, where his usual luck followed him. He met a prospec tor with two burros and the usual outfit bound for the mountains, and stopped to talk. The Doctor was a most affable fellow, you will remember, and as he talked he kept the horse showing itself to the best advantage. Pretty soon he saw the prospector eying the horse, and that was Just what was wanted. A minute later the prospector said: " That'a a fine horse you're riding, sir.' "Cockey agreed that it was In a very nnconcerned manner, and went on talk Ing about prospecting until the man once more complimented the horse and Said It was Just the animal for the Apache country. Still the Doctor was Unconcerned and talked of other mat ters, but kept the horse on parade aTl the same. Finally the man could stand It no longer. He wanted the horse and he said: " ' Of course a horse like yours Is en tirely out of reach of a man like me. I'd give everything I've got for him, hut I know very well that wouldn't touch him. Still, I'd like to know Just what he is worth In this country.' "The Doctor was calmer and more inconcerned than ever. It was the best horse In New Mexico, of course, but It wasn't an expensive horse by tny means. " 'How much money hare you got?" he asked. " "Only $96 and this outfit,' was tho reply. " 'Just unpack that gray burro,' said the Doctor. There's a friend of mine has been after a burro.' "The burro was a first-class beast out he was not exactly what the Doc tor wanted, of course, and he asked the man for a look at the big six-shooter In his belt That was beyond criticism, ti id the Doctor said: " 'I'll tell you what I'll do with you. i like your looks, and you are likely to need a first-class horse before you are done with your work. I'll let you have the horse for the burro and $90 if rou'Il throw In that revolver, but you Dm st let me ride the horse back to camp Brst "The poor devil was overwhelmed -lth gratitude, and the trade was com- f leted. Then the Doctor walked around o the offices, said he guessed he could et rid of the beast any way, he'd take ft to be accommodating and paid over the $60. I don't know just what he did with the burro, but he probably got a lerd of cattle for it in time." "That was Just like Cockey," said mother. "He has told me of a lot of mch deals. He was really proud of svery trade of that kind. Why, he had lis shingle up for practice every place we camped, and he always made the tatlents pay cash in advance, too." "That's what he did," said another "every time but once. One day a cow boy came riding into camp with his horse in a foam. One of the boys at the headquarters ranch had accidentally hot himself In such a way that prompt lurgery would probably save his life. 'Will you come now?' asked tho iowboy. 'Certainly, said Cockey; "but I must lave $25 in advance for such a job.' 'Oh, that's all right' said the cow oy, and he was away again without waiting an Instant "So Cockey, although he was cha grined because he had not got the cash first called out an ambulance and drove over to the ranch. He was still thinking about his failure to get the ash first It appears, for that was what he spoke of first on reaching the ranch. The cowboy messenger was in front of the house as the ambulance horsea stopped, and he said: " 'Glad you're here, Doctor. Tou're B good time and you'll pull him through all right Come In.' " 'Yes, I know,' said Cockey, but t must have that $25 In hand now or i! don't get out of this ambulance.' "The cowboy bowed, and then reach ing to a holster at his belt pulled a big hooter and levelled It at Cockey. ' " 'Come In, Doctor, come in. We're glad to see you,' he said, and Cockey,' after a look into the eye that was squinting over the pistol barrel, got out and without any fee in advance per-, formed the operation successfully." Patience and Kindliness. It takes some Blight Incident of er-ery-day life to show ns how truly lone ly a foreigner may find himself In our friendly land, how strange to all our customs, and therefore how much ol child. One winter night, a German who could speak only a few simple phrases of English, was noticed on a train going out from Boston. He was evidently in great trouble, and when the conductor came along he managed to explain that, hy some mischance, his wife had not get on board, and that she bad m ttek and wevld fctvr no Ids' XfetAfei. ' The conductor grasped th situation and said promptly: "Yon must get out at the nt aJtaUoL. and take the next train bach t Bos ton." The man looked at bis ticket It wa marked "Woburn." "I think I go to Woburn," ha said 'Then I go back." The conductor explained to him that this was entirely unnecessary, and that the delay lessened his chance of finding gliis wife at all; for, in the meantime, she mU;ht be advised to buy a ticket for herself, and to take another train for Woburn. The German shook his friend; the arrangement seemed to bin? altogether too complicated. "I go to Woburn," he said. "Then 1 go back." The conductor showed the utmost tiatience and courtesy. Again and again le went over the reasons for taking a rain back to Boston as soon as possi ble. At each station he renewed his f' "guments, knowing that if the man ful y comprehended them he would agree. lt every onset however, the German loggedly replied: "1 go to Woburn." The incident was a slight one, yet tht r inductor's attitude throughout was a eautiful lesson of kindliness and good ireedlng. It semed to say, "If a man i in trouble be patient with him, espe 'ally if he does not speak your Ian. .uage." A Singular Epidemic A St Vitus' dance epidemic has seizes pon the school children of Rehlingen, . village near Trier, on the Moselle. It icgan suddenly on July 25 with Kath :rina Schnubel, a girl of 12. During . violent thunderstorm in school hours he trembled and quaked as if in a ialsy and then threw out her arms and I'gs, sprang from her seat and danced lysterically. The sight of Katharina's n voluntary motions had so powerful ii physical Influence on her fellow- cholars that all will power in them eemed to be destroyed by a sort of Wild, irresistible desire to imitate her. (n the first class of the girls' school wenty-nlne of the children began dancing, and four In the second classJ In the upper boys' school four of the lads were seized and three In the lower school. The attacks were repeated on ,the following day, and in the cases of some of the children lasted from one' and a half to two hours, and In a few cases even longer. It seems that the, St Vitus' dance has appeared In Iso-' lated cases among the Rehlingen school children several times during the last few years. The schools were ordered to be closed for three weeks. Good Bread. At a bread contest held in an Eastern city not long ago, a milling company offered prizes ranging from $5 to $10 for the best loaves of bread. The recipe) used by the winner of the $100 wasj Three pints of water, one-half pint ot milk, one tablespoonful of lard, one! tablespoonful of sugar, two tablespoon fuls of salt and one yeast cake. The ingredients, which were first thorough, ly mixed, and then kneaded ten mln. utes, were raised over night in a cover, cd bread pan. In the morning the dough h as kneaded ten minutes and made into three loaves. Three other loaves en tered for the contest were awarded $75 prizes. One of these loaves seems to have been prepared In a somewhat un-j usual way. The Ingredients for the dough were two-thirds milk to one-third water, compressed yeast and a little fait and sugar, and were mixed with enougn uour 10 mane a sun uouku. -i "i ilough w as mixed, kneaded, and set to rise at night When light It was chop ped thoroughly with a chopping knife, made into loaves, and set to rise the second time; when this was light It was baked forty minutes. New York Even, lug Post The Scotch Trio. But in spite of points of likeness, we must see that Maclaren and Barrte and Crocket do not use their material In the same way. Each village preserves Its own individuality of character and story. These men have revealed to ns much that is truly Interesting In the native traits of the race to which they belong, tnd have preserved to a remarkable de gree the natural coloring In the bits they have gathered for us. They have Inspired us with respect for the sturdy men and women they bring to our ac quaintance, making us half afraid to laugh even at the humorist himself; as to the theology of these village people we are rendered helpless to contend where every peasant knows his cate chism with all the reasons why, where men of everyday parts are able to sit Interested under a sermon several hours long, and then go home to recount the heads of the discourse and the main arguments, adding a little personal crit icism of the entire performance togeth er with a close comparison of the ser mon with another preached upon th same text some years before by anothet "body." Whether these stories or others lik them will much longer retain their pop nlarlty, who may say? The vein naj be nearly worked out; it were a pity t quite exhaust it It Is a delicate point to know when to stop that It may be ihort of weariness to the reader and where Imitations are discouraged. But surely these three men are masters of their art and It would be as foolish to attempt to excel them in their own de partment as it would be vain to deny the charm of treatment of every subjec they touch. Womankind. AN HONK3T SKUjU. A country gentleman was being estered by an umbrella hawker, anl n order to get rid of him he pnr--hased one of his umbrellas for the sum of two marks. After paying the money he tapped the man cn tht shoulder and laughingly inquired : "VSow, tell me candidly, how long lo you suppose the thing will really list?" The hawker east a wistful rlance a'. he clear sky, and frankly replied: "it this sort of weather continued, 'Terr Baron, I'll a-uarantee the nia relia to hold oat at least six or eight. ceaa. -i iQoaianieigetj LET US ALL LAUGH; JOKES FROM THE PENS OF VARIOUS HUMORISTS. Meaaaot Incidents Occurring; thej World Over Baying that Ar j Cheerful to the Old or Young Fun ny Selections that Yon Will Enjoy. The Way He Did It, Bob How the dickens is Charlie Bardup always able to wear the very ntest style of silk hat? Rob He always puts his silk hat tway when they go out of fashion; and. In less than two years they come Is style again Exchange. Lynching; Parties Are Very Popular. Quiet Citizen Great Scott Bill, an fou the leader of this mob? Bill That's what I am. We're bount" o string him up. Quiet Citizen Did you know the mat x ho was killed? Bill No, I never saw him. Quiet Citizen Are you sure the pric mer is guilty? Bill I don't know and I don't keer. I'm leadin' this mob because I've al ways heard that the man who carries the rope is the most prominent citizen In the place. Don't you know that all lynchin's are conducted by the best ele ment In the community? Well, this U my chance to git a good reputation. Chicago Record. The Funeral. The Cashier I would like to get of this afternoon to go to a funeral. The Boss All right Schipps. Let me tnow when you are ready to start and I'll be with you. The grooms play the (iants to-day and I wouldn't miss thr ranie for worlds. Brooklyn Eagle. Vulnerable. Office Boy There was a lady here ibout an hour ago that said she ha xme to horsewhip you. Editor What did she look like? Office Boy (enthusiastically) She wa turtier than a brick steamboat Editor Ab! If she calls again, pleas' ell her to wait Detroit Free Press. Grown OM at Night. Forrester How old is your baby? Iincaster He will be 15 nights ol o-morrow. Town Topics. Sophistry. "Papa," said Benny Bloobumper, "what does the word sophistry mean?" "Sophistry, Benny," replied Mr. Bloo bumper, "is the other fellow's argu tneut" Judge. Thought He Had a Grievance. Watts Conductor of the trolley neg lected to take my fare. I don't know whether I ought to feel glad or not Potts I can't see that you have an; Yeason to feel otherwise. Watts Oh, I'm glad enough to be a nickel ahead, but it hurts my feelings to think that I am too Insignificant t attract the attention of a car conduo tor. Indianapolis Journal. Why He Thought So. "I believe I swallowed some feath ers in my chicken soup," said Hiland t Halket as the two sat at dinner In i restaurant "What makes you feel that?" askee Halket "I feel a little down in my mouth,' was the reply. Pittsburg Chronicle Telegraph. An Unfortunate Analogy. "What was the trouble betweer Smlthers and that Boston girl last even ng?" "Oh, when he brought her an Ice he had to go and say 'sweets to the sweet' " Indianapolis Journal. The Tear Spectacles. The tear spectacles are now recom mended to old maids who love litera ture. They are so arranged that they can continue to read without having tc wipe their eyes every few seconds. The Club Paid the Fine, "Did you say I was out?" asked tly olayer. "You bet I did," replied the umpire. "Well, I ain't out!" "Yes, you are," was the serene re joinder. "You are out Just $25." And then the game went on. Wash igton Star. Careful. Bigbead I am very careful bow ' pend my time. Pertly Naturally, as it is the onlj tiling you have to spend. Truth. An Anti-Evolutionist. Jawklna (In the menagerie) "Ifs oily odd, this wastefulness of nature." Hogg "What now, Mr. Crank?" Jawklna "Why, here this kangaroo Kith a pocket and nothing to put in it ind the girl who's looking at the beast jas nor handkerchief, gloves, purse and tmbnllav in band and n avauatua M. BE. TBLJK Hie Brooklyn Divine's Sunday Sermon. Sojject: "The Dissipations of U Race Course.' Text: "Hast thon given the hone strenuth! Hast thou clothed his neck with thunder? He paweth in the valley, and rejoieoth; he goeth on to meet the armftd men. Ha saitb among the trumpets, ha, ha! and he smelletb the battle afar off, the thnnder of the cap tains, and the shouting." Job xxxlx.. 19, 21, 25. We have recently had long columns of in telligence from tho race courne, and multi tudes flocked to the watering places to wit ness eqnine coir-r-' lon. and thr U lively discussion in alt no-i.,,.. about the right and wrong of such exhibitions of mettle and speed, and when there is a heresy abroad that the cultivation of a horse's fleetness is an iniquity instead of a oommenablo virtue at such a time a sermon is demanded ol every minister who would like to defend public morals on the one hand, and who is not willing to see an unrighteous abridg ment of innocent amusement on the other. In this discussion I shall follow no sermonio precedent, but will give independently what I consider the Christian and common sense view of this potent, all absorbing and agitat ing question of the turf. 1 Here needs to be a redistribution of cor onets among the brute creation. For ages the lion has been called the king of beasts. I knock off its coronet and put the crown npon the horse, in every way nobler, whether in shape, or spirit: or sagacity, or intelli gence, or affection, or usefulness. He is semihuman, and known how to reason on a small scale. The centaur of olden times, part horse and part man. seems to be a sug gestion of the fact that the horse is some thing more than a beast. Job in my text sots forth his strength, his beauty, his maj esty, the panting of his nostril, "the pawing of his hoof and his enthusiasm for the bat tle. What Hosa Bonhenr did for the cattle and what Landseer did for the dog Job with mightier pencil does for the horse. Eighty eight times does the Bib'esoeak of him. Ho comes into every kindly possession and into every great occasion and into every triumph. It is very evident that Job and David and Isaiah andEzekiel and .Tfremiah and Join were fond of the horse. He com-s intoimi'-h of their imagery. A red horse that meant war. A black horse that meant famine. A pale horse that meant death. A white horse that meant victory. Good Mordecai months him while Ha man holds the bit. The church's advance in the Bible is compared to a company of horses of Pharaoh's chariot. Jeremiah cries ont. ifow eant thou con tend with horses?" Itiah says, "The horse's hoofs shall be counted as flint." Mirian e!as her cymbals and sintrs. "The horse and the rider hath he thrown into the sea.'' St. John describing Christ as comiim forth from conquest to eonque-f. represents Him ns seated on a white horse. In the parade of heaven the Bible mnkes us hear the elickip of hooTs on the crolden pavement as it savs. 'The armies which were in heaven follow" I Him on white horses." I should'not wonder if the horse, so banned, and bruise I. and beaten and outraged on earth, should havn sorre ether place where his wrongs shnll be richted. I do not assert it, but I sty I should not be surprised if after all St. Joiin's description of the horses in heaven turned out not altosether to be figurative but some what literal. As the Bible makes a favorite of the horsrt. the patriarch, and the prophet, anil the evun trelist. nnd the apostle stroking his sleek hi. In and patting his rounded neck, and tenderly lifting his exqui.-itely formed hoof, and listeninc with a thrlf to the chnmp of his bit. so all creat natures in all aues have spoken of him in encomiastic terms. Virgil in his Geories almost seems to plagiarize from this description in the text, so much are the descriptions alike the description of VirRil and the description of Job. The Duke of Wellington would not allow ny ono irreverently to touch his old warhorse "Cop enhagen, on whom he had ridden fifteen hours without dismounting at Waterloo, and when old Copenhagen died his master ordered a military salute fired over his prave. John Howard showed that he did not exhaust all his sympathies in pitying tha human race, for when sick ho writes home, "Has my old chaise horse become sick or spoiled?" There is hardly any passage of French literature more pathetic than the amentation overtho death of tho war charg er Marehegay. Wa ter Scott had so much admiration for this divinely honored crea ture of God that in "St. Ronan's Well" ho orders the girth slackened and the blanket thrown over the smoking flanks. Edmund Burke, walking in the park at Beaconsfleld, musing over the past, throws his arms around the wornout horse of his dead son Kichard, and weens upon the horse s neck. the, horse seeming to sympathize in the mem. ories. Rowland Hill, the great English preacher, was caricatured because in his family prayers he supplicated for the recov ery of a sick horse, bnt when the horse got well, contrary to all the prophecies of tho farriers, the prayer did not seem quite so much of an absurdity. But what snail 1 say of the maltreatment of this beautiful and wonderful creature ot God? If Thomas Chalmers in his dav felt called npon to preach a sermon against ocu eltv to animals, how much more in this dn' is there a need of reprehensive discourse! All honor to the memory of Professor Bergh, the chief apostle for the brute creation, for the mercy he demanded and achieved for this king of beasts. A man who owned 4000 horses, and some say 40,000, wrote in thn Bible, "A righteous man regardeth the life of his beast." Sir Henry Lawrence's care ol the horse was beautifully Christian. "He says: "I expect we shall lose Conrad, though 1 nave taken so muon care oi mm tnat ne may come in eool. I always walk him tha last four or Ave miles, and as I walk myself the first honr. it is only in the middle of" the journey we get over the ground." The Ett. rick Shepherd In bis matchless "Ambrosial Nights" speaks ot the maltreatment of tha horse as a practical blasphemy. I do not believe in the transmigration of souls, but I cannot very severely denounce the idea, for when I see men who out and bruise nnd jfhack and welt and strike and maul and out rage and insult the horse, that beautiful servant of the human race, who carries our burdens and pulls our plows and turns our thrashers and onr mills and runs for our doctors when I sea men thus beating and abusing and outraging that creatnre. it seems to me that it would be only fair that the doctrine of transmigration of souls should prove true, and that for their punishment they should pass over into some poor miser able brute and be beaten and whacked and cruelly treated and frozen and heated and overridden into an everlasting stage horse, an eternal traveler on a towpath or tied to an eternal post, in an eternal winter, smit ten with eternal epizootics! There is a delusion abroad in the world that a thing must be necessarily good and Christian if it is slow and dull and plodding. There are very few good people who seem to imagine it is hnmbly pious to drive a spavined, galled, glandered, spring halted, blind staggered jade. There is not so much virtue in a Bosinanlo as in a Bucephalus. We want swifter horses, and swifter men, and swifter enterprises, and the church of God needs to get off its jog trot. Quick tem pests, quick lightnings, quick steams; why not quick horses? In the time of war the eavalry service does the most execution, and m the battles of the world are probably not all past, our Christitn patriotism demands that we be interest -i in equLual velocity. We might as well have poorer guns in our arsenals and clumsier ships in our navy yards than other Nations as to have under our eavalry saddles and before our parks oi artillery slower horses. From the battle ot Granicus. where the Persian horses drove the Macedonian Infantry into the river. clear down to the horses on which Philip , Bheridan and Btonewau Jackson ioae into the fray, this arm of the military service has been recognized. Hamilcar, Hanni. bal. Gustavus Adolphus, Marshal Ne.y were cavalrymen. In this arm of the service Charles Martel at the battle ot Poitiers beat back the Arab invasion. The Carthaginian cavalry, with the loss of only 700 men, over threw the Roman army with the loss of 70, 000. In the same way the Spanish chivalry drove back the Moorish hordes. The best way to keep peace in this country and in all countries ia to befreDared for war jtnd there is no success in sut.-a a contest unless there be plenty of light footed chargers. Our Christian patriotism ani our iii'-truction from the word of God demand th ;t first of all we kindly treat the horse, aid 1 hen a.'ter that, that we develop his fleetness and his grandeur and his majesty and his strength. But what shHil I say- of the effort being made in this day on a large s -ale to make this splendid 'feature of God. this 'divinely honored beinir, aa instrument of atrocious evil? I make no indiscriminate, assault against the turf, I believe in the turf if it can be conducted on right principles and with no bettiug. There is no more harm in offering a prize for the swiftest racer than there is harm at an agricultural fair in offer ing a prize to the farmer who has the best wheat, or to the fruit grower who has the laigest pear, or to the machinist who pre sents the best corn thrasher, or in a school offering a prize of a copy of Shakespeare to the best reader, or in a household giving a lump of sugar to the best behaved youngster. Prizes by all mfans. rewards by all means. That is the way God develops the race. Re wards forall kinds of well d"in. Heaven Itself is called a prize, "the prize of the high calling of God in Christ Je ms." 80 what is right In one direction is right in another direction. Au 1 withoutthe prizes the horse's fleetness and beauty and Strength will never be fully developed. If it cost S1000 or S5000 or i?10.00: and the result be achieved, it is cheap. But the sin begins where the betting begins, for that is gam bling, or the effort to get that for which you give no equivalent, and gambling, whether an a large scale or a small scale, ought to be denounced of men as it will be accursed of God. If you have won fifty cents or $5000 as a wager, you had better grf rid of it. Got rid of it right away. Give it to some one who lost in a bet, or give it to some great reformatory institution, or if you do not like that, go down to tho river and pitch It off the docks. You cannot afford to keep it. It will burn a hole in your purse, it will burn a hole in your estate, and you will lose all tliHt, fierhaps lnOO times more perhaps you will use all. Gambling blasts a man or "it b'ats his "hiidren. generally both anil all. What a spectacle when nt Saratoga, or at Long Branch, or nt Brighton Beach, or at Sheepshead Bav, the horses start, and in a flash S50.000 or slOD.OOl change bunds! Multitudes ruined by losiug the bet. others worse ruined by gainiugthe bet; for if a man lose a bet nt a horse race, he may be dis couraged and quit, but if he win the bet he is very apt to go straight on to hell! An ir.timnte friend, a journalist, who in the line of his profession investigated this evil, tells me that there are three different kinds of betting at horse races, and they are about equally leprous by "auction pools," by "French mutuals," by what is called 'Bookmaking" all gambling, all bad, all rotten with iniquity. There is one word that needs to be written on the brow of every poolseller ns he sits deducting his three or tlve per cent., and slyly "ringing up" more tickets than were sold on tho winning horse a word to be written also on the brow of every bookkeeper who at exira In ducement scratches a horse of," of the race, and on the brow if every jockey w ho slack ens pace that. aceor.Hn-,' io agreement, an otner may win. aud writing over every judges' stand, ami writiir; on every board of the surrounding fences. That word is "swindler!" Yet thousands bet. Lawyers bet. Judges of courts bet. yi embers of tho Legislature bet. Members of Con-rress bet. Professors of religion bet. Teachers and su perintendents of Siiuduy-sehools. I am told, hot. Ladies bet not directly, but through Hgents. Yesterday and every day they bet lliey gain, they lose; nnd this summer, while the parasols swing, and the hands clap, and the huzzas ilea .'en, there will bo a multitude of people enjoled and deceived and cheated, who will at the races go neck and neck, neck and neck to perdition. Cultivate tho horse by all means, drive him as fat as you desire, provided you do not injure him or endanger yourself or rithers, b'.it be careful and do not harness tha horse to the chariot of sin. I n it throw your jewels of moralitv under the flying hoof. l)o not under the pretext of improving the horse destroy a man. I not have yoitr n.imo put tlowu in the ever increasing ir.ralogue. 'A those wiio are ruined for bith worlds by the dissipations of the American mee course. They say that nn hone-t ra-e course is a "straight" tracn, an 1 lint a dishonest racecourse is a vpo';e 1" trick that is the parlance aoi- .a I Suit I lell y.c.i that every race track surrounded by betting men an i betting women and betting customs is a straight track I mean straight down! Christ asked in one of His gospels, "Is not 11 man better than n sheepy" 1 say, ye.-;, nnd he is better than all the strte is that with lathered Banks ever shot around the ring at a race course. That is a very poor job by which a man in order to get a horse to come out a full length ahea i of sonic r.Jier racer so lames his own morals that lie comes out a whole length behind in the race se: before him. Do you not realize the fa-'t that 1 here is a mighty effort on all sides to-lav to get money without earning it? That i-the eurso ot all the cities; it isthc cur- of America Ihe effort to get nioii 'y with mt earning it and ns other forms of stealing are not re spectable, they o into these gambling pra v. :ices. I preach this sermon on square old fashioned honesty. I have said nothing igainst the horse, 1 have said nothing against tho turf. I have said everything igainst their prostitution. Young men, you :o into straightforward industries, and (fou will have better livelihood, and you will have larger permanent suseesa than you ;an ever get by a wager, but ynu get in with lomo of tho whisk v, rum blotched crew which I soe going down on the boulevards. :hough I never bet, I will risk this wager, f5,000,000 to nothing, you w ill be debauched inn damned. Cultivate tho horse, own him it" you cm ifford to own him, test all the spend he has. If he have any speed in him, but be careful which way you drive. You cannot nlways ell what direction a man is driving in by the way his horses head. In my boyhood we rode three miles every Sa';bath morning to the country church. Wo were drawn by two Hne horses. My fat ler drove. Hu knew them, and thev kn"W him. They were friends. Sometimes they loved to go rapid- y, and he did not interfere with their hap piness, lie had all ol us in tho wagon with him. He drove to tho country jhuren. Tho fact is that for eighty-two rears he drove in the same uireetion. The roan span that I speak of was long ago un hitched, and the driver put up his whip in Ihe wagon house never againto take it down, But in those good old times I learned some thing that I never forgot I hat a man may idmire a horse, and love a horse, and be proud of n horse, and not always be willing lo take the dust of the preceding vehicle, ind yet be n Christian, an earnest Christian, in humble Christian, a consecrated Chris- ian, useful until the last, so that at his death the church of God cries out as Elisha exclaimed when Elijah went up with gal loping horses of lire, "ily father, my father, the chariots of Israel and the horsemen thereof." New Knglanders to Meet at Atlanta. The New England Manufacturers' Associw Hon decided to hold their autumn meeting in Atlanta. An excursion party of 200 ar ranged to leave New York for Atlanta. Many of the largest cotton manufacturers of this country will be in the party. Aged Couple hs I.lfe 1'nrtr.ern. Christopher Itouerts, aged eighty-one, wot narr.ed at Columbus. Ohio, to Eliza Jane Williams, aged firtv-aine. this being his third wife and her iuurtii liii.itiin l. There are times when people laugh because they are ashamed to cry, and must relieve their nerves in some way. Young man if yon, doubt I be pro priety ot a thing, it ia atwaya safe to give your judgment the beuSt of tho doubt Be who gets in the habit of doing favors will never lack employment, even if be is occassionally short on meals. L.et every man sweep the snow from before bis own doors, and not busy himself abjut the frost on his neigh bor's tiles. As "nnkindnesg has nor rouedy law," let its avoid.noe be with you point of honor. A sound di-cretioa is not so "mne1, indicated by never making a mista ' as by never repeating it. ! 1 ! ( ;' 'ii I.
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