mtam eiillicii. F. 8CHWEIEB. THE CONSTITUTION THE UNION AND THE ENFORCEMENT OF THE LAWS. VOL. LI. MIFFLINTOWN. JUNIATA COUNTY. PENNA.. WEDNESDAY. JUKE 2. 1897. NO. 25. J J " V J IW if Ij 'J .n i T CltAI'TEIt XXIII. The very lust few minutes of the howi ol parting have couie, .nd Eric Llewel lyn's friend hi. dearest one. are aU about him. ilia mother, bis cousin Hea ter, and bia lost love, Edith Cameron. The miserable girt whom be baa mar ried ha. no place among those," Muriel thinks, aa she ke-.-ps away to proud aelf torture, and locks herself Into her bed room, hoping id the bitterness of childish misery that Eric will put the climax on his cold, cruel conduct by going away without even saying good-by to her. She bears a step approacb'ng the door, and some one knocks rather sharply. Mu riel runs to the door, and with shaking bands undoes the lock, and tees Eric stauding on the threshold, aa he alwayi does. In his haughtily punctilious observ ance of the terms on which they live. "I I thought you had gone! she gasps, trying terribly hard to keep from letting the tears, and the tenderness, and the misery of her heart, come all together with a rush. "What have I done to make you Imag ine I was lacking in the commonest cour tesy to you?" he demands, in a suppress- ed tone, for in a modern built London ; house one never knows where they may ibe overheard. "I thought I saw the cab drive away with the luggage." falters Muriel; but at -the harshness and coldness of bis tones, iJove and hope die out of her heart, and she strives to meet him on bia own ; ground. "Well, as my time is decidedly limited.' I he says, at lust, swallowing something in ihia throat with a fierce effort, "I must say ; good-by to you, and I assure you I In tended doing so without fail." And there ils a scornful gleam in his burning eyes. '"Will you not shake bauds?" For a few moments a fierce conflict irages in her heart, and womanly dignity, 'Wounded love, pride and wrath restrain Iher as if with visible shackles. But the mext aioineut the shackles are flung off. and with a wild, despairing cry, Muriel rushes after him who is forsaking her. lie has descended the stairs half way already, and as he turns on the landing, shocked and scandalized indeed at the idea of a "scene," be finds himself in Muriel's arms. But ere be can bold her op, she has slipped down on the ground, Clinging around his knee with a piteous, . frantic entreaty. "Ihm't leave me oh, don t leave me TioO iTiST ti J-aai alt slonel Pntf r - - - f-l w ... I go away from tue?tV'i Dob t go away from mel My heart is orekir.s "For heaven's sake!" he says, the sweat starting on his brow for very shame and distress, "don't behave in this insane man ner! Ttu?y will hear you downstairs. Mu riel, you f.lih child, to give way in this manner at (he lust. Do hush, Muriel!" he repeat almost angrily, for Che wild, convulsive cry has brought some one ; rushing into the bull downstairs, and an .' ejaculation iu Mi IMtiu's shurpest , tones of indigiuiut amazement! . "Kor mercy's sake, whut i the matter T i ,"l beg your pardon," Muriel falters I broWnly, and she drags berseif up off the t .floor where she has kiu.it at bia feet and ..dung to him; and blinded with tears, tries v.to kios her way up to her room again, but Eric's am is arouud her slip waist, and " Eric draws lu-r head down on his breast, while the ntr-H. impulse rises throbbing t to fc-s lips to bid ber come with him now : this Uiiiiute, and not l.-t tbe inconvenience, '. or the absurdity, or the ridicule, which : this stid.l.o resolve will surely britis oa t them, hinder them or keep them apart. "Muriel, dear!" he whispers, hoarsely, . straining her to bis heart. "Are you ; grieving to part with m? My dear, you i might bar come, too, if you had decided i in proper tiiu. You refused, you know. ;My own darling girl!" he whispers pas sionately, kissing the red, quivering lips tuhich she proffers him, like a penitent 4iild longing to "make it up." "My own A-nr little wife!" when Mis Hettie's hi-iii, sarcastic tones ring up tha atair Vfle. I Kric, tlie hansom has come, and you will surely be late if you don't hurry a littler "I must g!" be says, hastily. "Kiss me, Muriel! ', dear, don't hold me don't.- Muriel IV g'r'. ami brave now. aud don't nijact uie so horribly at tbe lust!" lie says, irritably, iu his dia . j tress at the sight of thve 'iolet eyes streaming tears aud those quivering lips : trying in vain to say "good-by," aud the little white bunds clutching his coat collar vwith a grasp of despair. . "Won't you take me with yon? Oh, -won't you tl? me'" she says plteously, lialf beside'rhexself at the thought that the next five minutes will see her left alone in the world; that hundreds and thousand of miles of land and sea will - sever her from her only friend and rela tive on earth. And- never, it may be, to look on his face again. He will be dead to her, a Miles Is dead to her. Miles' loved fac Uk nnder the cotfin-lid down deep iu the .darksome grave in the far-off country .churchyard, hidden for evermore from her sight until the Resurrection. Eric' loved fare uh! most dearly loved of all liesidc her love, her bridegroom, the .darling of her soul, she may never look on him aguin until that day "when the sea .ahull give up her dead!" "My dear girl! How can you be so un reasonable V" Eric exclaims harshly, in ;liis vexed trouble. "It Is madness of yon to ask such a thing, and utterly impossi ble as well. You know you refused p"1'- -tively to come with me it is your own -doings. Muriel! . Let me go, dear, let dm o! I shall lose the train!" "I shall never see yon again," she mut ters in an agony, looking up still with be eeching eyes and little coaxing hands clinging to him and caressing him with entreating touch. "Oh, Ericl I shall never ce you any more!" lie cannot get another word out; a sob U choking him as it is, as he lifts her up in his strong arms as easily a,! she were a child, and presses hia face to bers foi ait a score of heartbeats, and when h I mis her down the face of each is wet with the other's tears. They are still waiting in the hall for him, though he bad bidden them good-by before, and his mother is weeping; and, as be rushed hastily through the group, he stays to kiss her agaiu. "Be good to my poor wife, mother," he says hoarsely, "and never even looks at Kdith or Hester aa be dashes out to the hansom, leaps iu, and tbe horse starts at a rattling pace, and the cab ia ont of sight J In tall a dozen seconds. CHAPTER XXIV. Toor young Muriel Llewellyn, unhap piest of all tbe unhappy newly wedded brides the stars look down on that night and there are almost as many unhappy brides as unhappy wives a griei-uiad-dened. passionate, forlorn creature, rest less in the fever of the pain of desola tion that is over her is wandering about the dreadful Iondon streets, by gaslight and alone. In the horrible hush that falls over the house when Eric has given her hia last kiss and is goue away quite away most surely gone away thousands of miles gone for mouths and year perhaps "for evermore;" and they those women who are his friends but not hers have ahut themselves into the sitting room down stairs, aud she is quite alone alone with this second bereavement that has fallen on her in three weeks; then Muriel's very senses Beera to give way in a trance of frenzied despair, and one idea possesses heart and brain to get out of thla house, away from these people, out Into the open air. away among utter strangers, and walk, or run, or travel away somewhere anywhere from this place from herself from her life if it were possible! She gets into brilliantly lit thorough fares, aud she grows bewildered, and peo ple jostle against her if she pauses a mo ment, and twice men address her am! even follow her, catching a glimpse of the starry eyes and statuesque face through the gossamer veil, and aha grow fuiut and tired, as her feet ache in the thin, bigh-heelfd bouse shoes she has for gotten to chauge. As she pauses, bewil dered, her eyes fall on a playbill, and just at band the opeu, lighted vestibule of a theater. "I can sit in here, and rest, and see the play. It will be delightful, and I am so tired, and I won't go back to that house!" she says, feverishly, a she walks up to the office window, and lays down half a sovereign and sixpence for "one stall." "One?" reeats the gentleman, in the faultless shirt front and well-trained mus tache, and his eyebrows go up, and his eyes stare boldly at the pretty white face, the glittering eyes, the little daintily glov ed haud, aud the deep mourning attire. But he hands her the white ticket with out a word, and gazes out after her as ;the goes along the vestibule is politely accosted and suspiciously looked at by diver other gentlemen in faultless shirt fronts and well-trained mustaches, and ia - finaily sele upon, by th stylish young r t i ,l. ,.a l,i n ,.1. tydy tn the creped wig, blackened eye lushes 'and cream-colored lace cap, who has charge of the cloak room. She stares breathlessly, and "can't make it out," as she tells the other young ladies after ward, when Muriel resigns her crape bon net, but declines the powder puff which the young lady politely offers. And then another syren, with bright daffodil hair and India muslin cap, sells Muriel a pro gram, aud shows ber to ber seat in tbe stuils. It is so early yet, the first piece has not begun, and aa Muriel sits and looks at the drop scene, and her aching head cools a little in the quietness, and the rest, and the dim lieht, the reaction consequent upon the strain she has suffered during this evening and many a past evening, comes upon her, and with a terror-stricken sense of being fearfully in fault, she be gins to comprebeud what she has done and where she is. What is she doing here alone? She can notice now how people stare at her, and men put up their glasses, and women look over their fans at ber. What would Eric think? What would he feel he who is so punctilious to see his wife sitting alone in the stalls of a fashionable thea ter, like a friendless, lost creature, who but came here to exhibit herself? Those bold looks of the men, and the worse than cold looks of the women, at the lovely young face and the yearning sad eyes, and the timid flush that bums in a carmine spot on her cheeks, have enlightened even Muriel's girlish ignor ance and innocence, and a terror of her self, aud a terror of the theater, and a sense of dismay at her escapade surge through her thoughts in a sort of delirium. Aud when the drop scene dese'euda on the comedietta, MurhH rises and rushes out of the stalls, gets her bonnet again, and is hurrying down the stairs, when she comes face to face unveiled in her haste to be gone with a group of gentlemen in evening dress, one of whom she recognizes as instantly ss be does ber a friend of Eric, Captain Harry Leverson. CHAPTER XXV. For a moment Captain Leverson hesi tates In sheer amazement, as be sees Mu riel's startled glance of recognition, and her quick gesture of avoidance, as she shrinks aside and darts down the stairs; and then curiosity, or it may be some worthier feeling, prompts hjm to hurry after her. "There Is something wrong, awfully wrong," he thinks in dismay, as he hurries down the street after the slender black robed figure. She has taken a wrong turning in her alarm aud haste, for she finds herself presently in a square n great, dingy, si lent square, only lighted by a few sparse, gliiumeriug lamps; and after she has trav ersed three sides of the square with fleet ing steps and a fast-throbbing heart, she lakes the first turning she comes to iu sheer desperation, and finds herself in a mews close by a public house, where there ia a croup of unsavory loungers. "What shall I do? What shall I dor" she mutters aloud, pressing her little palm tightly together, ber lips parching, her temples throbbing so fiercely with burning pain that she ia half dazed. "What shall I do. Eric would never for give me if he knew! And his mother and cousins I dare not face them I have been out for hours! Where shall I go? What shall I do?" And poor Muriel, wildly, madly, resolves to run away! She is little more than a child in her passionate impatience and despair at the sorrows which have gath ered in a heavy cloud over her young life, and sees no better way than to strive to shake them off. And as she arrives at her wild determination a cab comes np to her and Captain Harry Leverson comes op, too. "Where shall I tell him to driver' be "To En st on Station," she answers, auiekljr; adding, "Thank yon very much for your kindness.' "I am only too happy to bare been ot any service to yon," be answers, politely, and then stands dazedly staring after tbe cab as It whirls away. uazeaiy ana siowiy ne wuu uc ur wards the theater. He sits there revolv ing puzzled ideas in bis brain for about ten minutes, and then, wheu tbe drop scene goes down on the first act, he stands UP- . "I can't sit here quietly any longer, is his mental decision, and muttering ex cuses more or less vague to his frienda, who arch their -eyebrows and look know tug and satirical in reply, he hurries ont of the theater, hails a cab and drives to New Cavendish street. He rings the bell and aske to see Mis. Cameron, and as be asks the question sees Misa Cameron coming downstairs. "A thousand pardons. Miss Cameron," he stammers, fidgeting with hia crush hat, "but the fact was I was uneasy. There were some parcels that is, I should say one parcel, of some things, jewels or something of that kind, which I believe Eric intended to be received here this evening a gift for for bis wife, and I was anxious. Do yoa know if Mrs. Eric Llewellyn received her parcel. Miss Cam eron? They were to be brought by a commissionaire." And aa be looks eagerly at ber he sect the slightly haughty calmness of Edith's beautiful eyes grow troubled, and her color deepen, as she bites ber lip uneasily. "I really cannot tell you. Captain Lev erson," she answers. I do not think that any parcel came here for Mrs. Eric Llew ellyn. I will inquire, if you wish." "I f if you will ask Mrs. Eric Llew ellyn herself. Miss Cameron." Harry Lev erson suggests, with great simplicity. "They were valuable ornaments, and were left in my charge, and and I am very anxious about them." "I will ask Mrs. Llewellyn, certainly," Edith says, quietly, though she quails at the discovery that ia imminent "She is not at home at present, having gone out on a matter of business, I believe, a short time " "Then it was Mrs. Eric Llewellyn I met about half an hour ago," Captain Lever son exclaims, cheerfully, but Edith de tects a suppressed excitement and hidden meaning in his voice. "I thought I could not be mistaken! And I had the pleasure of calling a cab for her, and and " "Where where?" Edith interrupts. Ir lowered tones, aud a swift, frightened, backward glance at the door which stands ajar. "I met her In the Coronet Theater," he answers, lowering his voice also, and let ting the anxiety in his honest blue-gray eyes shine out in response to hers. "In a theater, by herself?" Edith asks, quietly; but he sees her white hands clasp each other aud her brilliant eyes cloud with dismay. "She was alone certainly when I mot her, and seemed very nervous and bewil dered," he says, slowly. "She was hur rying out, aud she appeared to miss her way, and I offered to get her a cab, aud she drove to Euston Station." "To Euston! Where was she going?" Edith demands, almost gasping. "Cap tain Leverson, what shall I do? I am afraid she is not happy with us or has some cause for unhappiness, and and I don't think she is coming back again! What had I best do for ber sake and Eric's sake? You are his friend, I know bis faithful friend, or I would not coo fide thjs In you." ' ' .' "Miss Cameron; yoa may trust me to the utmost, indeed; upon my honor you may!" the ung fellow says, fervently. "I am ' Js friend I am his wife's friend, i.d I should be most highly hon ored if t might do anything to entitle me to a little of your friendly regard." "I will Indeed trust you, and thank you for all our sake most truly," she says, earnestly. "Advise me what is best to do to follow ber at once, of course, either you or I. We cannot allow Eric's wife to be left friendless in whatever Impulsive course she f adopting. Advise me at once. Captain Leverson. I will be guided by you." "I advise, then, that you and I both follow her to Euston Station without loss of time," he says boldly. "We can work more efficiently together." "Very well," she says quickly. "I shall be dressed in less than five minutes if you will go out and get a cab. We must go quietly to work." To be continued.) A Child and the letter. An Ingenious person named Krolin, whose patience is evidently more high ly developed than bis sense of humor, has been making some experiments that are supposed to be Tery Important to sdeutlnc teachers. He bas found that it takes a young child 804-1000 of a second to recognize the letter c, 358-1000 of a second to recognize the letter a, and 889-1000 of a second to rec ognize tbe letter t; while the word c-a-t as a whole is recognized in 839-1000 of a second- Therefore, be says, prim ary teaching should be done by words and not by letters, and tbe letters should be 1 12 of an Inch high and printed in a line not more than four Inches long. We don't know exactly how be bas discovered all these thiugs, but that does not matter; for be Is evi dently a Tery profound person. We have done some figuring ourselves on the basis of bis researches, and we found that following out bis method and adopting bis kind of reading book a child of five years. In an average daily lesson, would each day save 9TSU-10000 of a minute out of his valu able time. Think of that! Bookman. In Mexico the native whisky Is worth 17 per barrel of forty-eight gallon. A French savaut says that many per fumes aid health by destroying disease iiiuiolies. Thyme, lemon, mint, laven der, eucalyptus and other scents prove very useful. Shipbuilders assert that an iron ship has a carrying capacity of lit! tons fori every lw tons carriea ty a woouen vessel of the same dimensions, while the weight of the iron ship is 27 per eeut. less. Watercolor drawings will, it is said, last four hundred years if they are pro tected from direct sunlight. So dense, is the water in the deepest parts of the ocean that an ironclad, if it were to sink, would never reach the bottom. A f'rench statistician has calculated that the eye travels about 60oo feet in reading aii ordinary-sired novel. No wonder the eye gets tired. Silk that has been weighted with metallic salts can be detected by the use of X-rays. Tho pore silk throws no shadow; the adulterated silk does. (iodalming, Surrey, has a remarkable black and white cat, which, after being taken to Leeds by railroad, returned to its former home on foot, taking six weeks to make the journey of 2uo miles. In the deserts of Arizona there is a spe cies of woodpecker which pecks the tele graph poles to pieces. The bird hears the bumming sound and imagines that insects are beneath the surface. Sailors who are in the habit of "splic ing the main brace" will do well to re member that the new Secretary of the Navy is not only a teetotaler but a Pro hibitionist. Europe has increased its population by sixty-two per cent, within the last( sixtv-two years, but in the same time ; 30.000.(100 of its inhabitants have emi grated to other countries. During the reign of Charles the Sec ond one Signor Lett proposed to write a history of the court. "You will give offeusc." urged bis friends. "Were I as wise as Solomon," said Leti, "I could not avoid that." "Then be as wise," rejoined the king, who was pres ent, "and write proverbs, not history." Dr. Oliver Wendell Holmes ones made an address in bis native town to a medical association. Tbe president of the association was tbe son of a man who bad been the druggist of tbe vil lage when Dr. Holmes bad studied medicine there. "It Is good to look at thla young man," said the genial auto crat, "and trace his father's liniments In bis face." On one occasion Gordon told Cecil Rhodes tbe story of the offer of a room ful of gold which bad been made to him by tbe Chinese government after be bad subdued the Tai-Piug rebellion. "What did you do?" Bald Rhodes. "Re fused It, of course," said Gordon; "what would you have done?" "I would have taken It," said Rhodes, "aud as many more roonifuls as they would give me. It Is no use for us to bare big Ideas If we have not got the money to carry them out." Two green reporters. Englishmen, were sent by the city editor of a news paper to a suburban town to write up tbe burning of an orphan asylum. Late that night, when the news editor was wondering why no "copy" about the tire was coming by wire, a telegraph messenger rushed In and banded him a dispatch. He opened it and read: "Dear Sir: We are here. What shall we do?" It was signed with the names of the two men sent to "write up" the fire. Tbe news editor made a few re marks; then be wrote on a telegraph bia uk this brief message: "Find out where the fire is hottest and Jump in." Several days ago Congressman Wat son sent several large sacks of flower and garden-seeds home for distribution among his constituents. The papers announced this fact, and for three days there was a constant stream of persons coming to tbe Congressman's law office In Columbus. On the last day, a man came up and asked for beans. He was given two packages. He demurred to this, and reached over Into the sack and began to fill his pock ets. When called down by the attend ant, the lover of beans said: "I haven't got enough for a mess yet. It takes more than a quart of beans to make a mess for my family." Canon Ainger, master of tbe Temple, is a great favorite with children, and upon one occasion was asked to assist as a Juvenile party. Arriving at what be thought was bis destination, a bouse in a row of others exactly alike, the canon made bis way up to the drawing room. "Don't announce me," said he to the domestic, and thereupon tbe rever end gentleman went down upon all fours, ruffled up bis white hair, and crawled Into tbe room, uttering the growls of an angry Polar bear. What was his horror and amazement to find when be got Into the room two old la dles petrified with astonishment. He bad found his way Into tbe next-door bouse. Instead of Into tbe one to which be was bidden. The proudest moment of Nelson's lift. Is said to have been when he received the swords of the officers of the San Josef. Nelson's ship, which was the smallest of her class In the service at that time, was dismasted, and upwards of eighty of tbe crew killed nd wound ed. Nelson himself being wounded. The Culloden, commanded by Nelson's friend. Captain Trowbridge, who fol lowed Nelson's lead In tbe breach of orders which resulted In this famous capture, lost even more heavily. For his breach of discipline, Jervls did not mention Nelson's name In dispatches; but when one of his captains pointed out the disoliedience to orders, be promptly said: "When you commit a like offense I'll forgive you." Some time ago, at a fashionable sa lon, the Baron d'Almerle was one of a group to whom he was Imparting an account of his pedigree, which, he Claimed, was derived from the Pha raohs of Egypt. Just then Baron de Rothschild approached the group, and one of its members called out: "Baron, come and let me make you acquainted with the Baron d'Almerle. He comes of Pharaonlc stock, and you ought to know each other." "Yes," said Baron de Rothschild, bowing gravely. "I think." said tbe Baron d'Almerle, "you should know our family, as your ances tors took from us certain pledges when they decamped from Egypt." "True," replied Baron de Rothschild, "but those pledges were redeemed by a check on be Bank of the Red Sea!" In order to boom business, an enter prising grocer on a certain day adver tised several thousand five-cent loaves of bread for sale at one cent each. His rival was In despair until a brilliant Idea came Into his head. He hired a siunll army of boys and girls to buy up all the loaves at a cent each. At 2 o'clock grocer No. 1 bad sold all bis bread, and those who came later de nounced him as a fraud who had fool id them with a lying advertisement. Meanwhile tbe foxy grocer around the corner, with more than a thousand one cent loaves stacked up on bis kitchen door, put out a big sign: "Fresh Bread A Five-Cent Loaf for Two Cents. We Never Advertise What We Have Not Got." He thus not only discomfited his rival and turned the tide In his own fa vor, but made a profit on tbe bread as welL Tho Santl-BIast. General Benjamin C. Tilghman. ot Philadelphia, Invented the sand-blast nrocess." It Is used for cnttine. boring, pulverizing, and engraving stone, glnn wood, and other bard or solid sub stances. Tbe well-known abrading power of sand, when driven by air or water against bard substances, suggested the sand-blast to General Tilghman and led him to make his first experiment. He fitted up a very simple air-blast, pro ducing but a few ounces of pressure, and by means of a concentric Jet of (law thla air was mad to drive tbe and against tue object to be cot; ha found that boles could be bored through common window-glass In a few sec onds. Further experimenting, be dis covered that be bad only to Improve tbe apparatus to get Increased ef ficiency. The sand-blast performs both heavy and light work. For heavy work a high pressure and great velocity are necessary; the heavy sand-blast la osed chiefly for ornamenting and dressing stone after It has been quarried. For light work the pressure la light and tbe velocity low. Letters may be cut tn marble b means of tbe sand-blast In tbe follow ing manner: Tbe stone, or marble. Is first covered with a tbln abeet of wax, and the letters are cut In 'tbe way, leav ing tbe marble exposed. Next, the marble is passed under tbe bust, and the sand cuts the letters deep into the stone without Injuring the wax in tbe least. In like manner any ornamental design may be cut Into tbe stone. Glass, too, may be ornamented by means of tbe sand-blast. If a piece of glass be covered with fine lace and passed under the blast, not a thread of the lace will be Injured, but the pattern will be beautifully cut Into tbe glass. The sand does not affect soft, yield ing substances, but quickly euts away Iron, steel, stone, glass, or any other resisting substance. Tbe workmen can bold their hands under tbe bust and receive no injury, by simply wrap ping their finger-nails in little pieces ot soft cloth. "Thrown Upon the World." A visitor to one of tbe Government offices where women are employed in one of our cities desires to give In tbe Youth's Companion an exact account of what he saw nud heard there. He was conducted by tbe superintendent, an old man of large experience. The last room Inspected was filled With women at work. The visitor remarked, "This Is a higher class of women than that em ployed at the same work in some other kinds of business. These women have been educated, and have refined faces and voices. I sliould judge they are not used to manual labor of any kind." "They are -not," was the reply. "In almost every cuse they are the widows or daughters of men whose income died with them, but who, while living, gave to their families luxuries beyond their means. "That young girl by the window was in fashionable society in New York two years ago. Her father, with a sal ary of five thou and dollars, lived far beyond bis means. The woman in mourning is the widow of a physician whose Income averaged six thousand dollars. He probably spent eight. "That pale girl Is the daughter of a master builder, who lived comfortably among bis old friends until he was seised with political ambition. He moved Into a fine house, bad bis car riage, servants, and gave balls, He died, and bis daughter earns twelve dollars a week, on which she supports her mother. There Is hardly a woman here who Is not the victim of tbe vul gar ambition which makes a family ape Its wealthier neighbors in Its out lay." "That Is an ambition not peculiar to as Americans," said tbe visitor. "It Is more common among us, be cause In other countries social position dettends upon birth, while here it is usually fixed by money. How many families In every class do you know who are pretending to a larger pecuni ary wealth than they have?" The visitor passes on the question to the reader. Found by a Tenderfoot. There Is an axiom among mining prospectors that while a knowledge of mineralogy Is a first necessity for a man starting out to bunt for tbe pre cious ores, yet the richest finds are often made by the rankest tenderfoot. It Is well Illustrated in a recent rich And near Salt Lake City, Utah. Wlll ard Weihe, a violin soloist in tbe tab ernacle, was walking in City Creek Canyon, on the outskirts of tbe city, when he kicked aside some rock that struck htm as being unusual In ap pearance. Out of pure curiosity be car ried a piece of tbe rock back to town and had It assayed. It showed tj300 in gold and $40 in silver to the ton. Weihe was so much surprised be al most fainted. Then, when be recov ered he hurried back to where he found the rock, without mentioning the mat ter to anyone, and staked out a large number of claims for himself and friends. Now a considerable camp has sprung np, and the workings bear out tbe promise In Welbe's chance strike. Not Color Blind. There are some crabs that actually dress themselves. Some species array themselves elaborately by gathering bits of seaweeds, chewing tbe ends, and sticking them on their shells, so that they look like stones covered with weed. They spend hours In making these pieces adhere, trying the same bit over and over again until they suc ceed. They have a fine sense of sym metry, too, and always put a red piece on one side to match tbe red piece on the other, and a green piece to match a green piece, though bow they know red from green In tbe dark pools where they live is hard to say, unless it Is by taste or smell. When once their dress is completed It Improves with .lire, as the weed actually grows upon ".hem. Frog.Eatlngj In France. The French have never been frog eaters to the extent that Is commonly supposed. - With them the taste for this reptile is rather epicurean than popu lar. Myriads of frogs are, so to speak, wasted in tbe country because of want of zeal In catching them. In some of the most "froggy" parts of France at night tbe croaking of tbe reptiles over powers every other sound; but tbe crea tures might live to a good old age aud their hind-legs grow as tougb as string for all the Inconvenience they are put to by tbe human enemy. Tbe taste for this food depends greatly upon tbe lo cality; and even then frogs' leg are a dish for the gourmet rather than for the workman or tbe peasant Tbe legs fare occasionally hawked about Paris aa skewers; but they are by no mean cheap, and they appeal to tbe persos whose cultivated and Jaded appetite aeeda tempting rather tK to U hu Tlousehoia. RECIPES. Loaf Chocolate Cake. One cupful of granulated sugar and one-half cupful of butter, beaten together. Add the yolks of four eggs, one-half cupful of cold strong ceffoe, one and one-half cupful ef fi ur measured before sifting, two tea- siaiouiuls of Itaking powder siltea wiin the dour. (Flavor with vauilla if one half cuful of milk is used instead of the coffee.) When ready for the oven stir in one and one-half squares of chicolate which have been shaved, and set iu a dish to melt. Velvet Cream. One Dint of milk, one- fourth of a box of gelatine, thr e-iourtha ol a cuplul ol sugar and two g;s. dis solve the gelatiue in a little of the milk, boil the uiilk, add the sugar, beaten with the yolks of eggs, then the gelatine Cook like a custard, in a double boiler. S rain firoi g'l a napkin; when almost cold add the ell beaten whites,navor with vanilla or s'lerrv, pour into a wet mould and set wkv to nat-dea. Serve with cream. S,Mu(.e Drops. Three eggs, three- lijurlh ol a cuplul ot sugar, one heaping cupful of sifted flour, one teaspoonful ot cream of tartar, one-half teaspoonful of soda and one teaspoonful of lemon or va nilla. Drop in teaspoonfuls on buttered lans, three inches apart, and bake in a quick oven. A stiff batter is needed, and it is safe to bake one cake first to see if more flour is needed. Mock Bisque Soup. Took one cupful of tomato uutil soft enough to strain. Scald one pint of milk in a double boiler. Illend together one tablespoonful of but ter and one dessertspoonful of flour. Slit gradual y into the boiling milk and boil leu minutes. Add one-half teasoonfu of salt, a little white pepper, a speck oi toda and the strained tomato. Serve very Hot with croutons or saltines. Lamb Souffle. Make one cupful of cream sauce seasoned with chopped parsly and onion juice. Stir in it one cupful of chopiied lamb. When hot, add the beaten yolks of two eggs, cook one minute and set awav to cool. When cool, add the beaten whites of two eg"s; bake ill a buttered dish for twenty minutes and serve immediately. Sweetbreads a la Newberg. Parboil and pick apart a sweetbread. Put in a chafing dish one tablespoonful of butter and four tablesnoonfuls of cream. When hot, add the sweetbread, seasoned with pepper, salt and nutmeg, or mace, anil one tablespoonful of sherry. When boiling, add the beaten yolks of two eggs and cook 11 thick, stirring constantly. HOUSEHOLD HINTS. A serviceable and practical cover for a dining room table when not in use is made by purchasing an unbleached table cloth of the required lenclh, selecting a seroll of some large, effective pattern, and outlining this in wash silks, the col trs to harmonize with the furnishings of the room. This cloth, besides being easily laundered, makes an attractive cover. Two or three oyster shells thrown upon the tire with coal will help to absorb any clinkers that may be gathering in he stove. Tt is said that polishing silverware by rubbing it with oatmeal is a good plan. It is worth trying, for it cannot harm it Hud may do good. For removing the stains of fruit from tahlf linen, oxalic acid, javelle water, boiling water and milk are all recom mended, together with many other li quids. Our grandmothers removed all such stains at this season, "laying the linen upon the grass when the fruit trees re ia blossom. When desirous of mending a piece of broken glass or china, a cement may be made by dissolving half an ounce of gum acacia in one gill of boiling water and stirring in plaster of Paris uutil the mixture is the consistency of a paste. Apply the cement to the broken edges with a brush, and then fasten the two oarts together until perfectly dry. To earn monev for her Easter offering one girl filled the shells of English wal nuts with wax and sold them for work baskets. A three-inch length of baby rid bo u fastened the two halve together at one end, and each was filled with melted wax. The shells were pressed closelv together where the ribbons were pasted, and a snn was left at the other and through which the thread could lie drawn when the wax was needed. The ribtkon loop served for fastening the the shell to the side of a dasket. One of these contrivances makes a pretty addi tion to one's useful articles. Aiuoni; the novelties in spoons for Fas ter wedding gifts is the nut spoon with its shovel shaied perforated bowl, and the long curved handle of leaves and nuts, finished at the top with a brown enamelled squirrel with ruby eyes. A spoon for serving peas has a shallow bowl, rounded at the end, so shaped as to represent the leaf of the pea vine, with the veins daintily traced. The handle is a twisted vine finished at the and with a pea pod partly opened, the oeas and pod being in green enamel. When using cabbage for cold slaw, cut it into ribbons an hour or more before it is to be used, and let it stand in ice water until the last moment, then drain it upon a soft cloth to remove the water and pour a French dressing over it. if once tried thus it will always be treat ed in this manner. Many a housewife isdisheartened when she finds that the house into which she has just moved was inhabited before she ai rived, and that already her nicely cleaned beds are being occupied. A sure death fur such invaders is benine. It will at once destroy all insect life and does not injure carpets or furni ture. Fill a long-necked can with this fluid and apply it thoroughly in all cracks and crevices where the bugs or their eggs may be. Ieave the doors and windows ojs n and the odor will quickly evaporate. Benzine should le used only in daylight, as it is very in flammable, and must not lie carried near an open fire or a light. N. Y. Sun. The Bicycle. As the Illinois L. A. W. officials were ansuecessful in securing the passage of the Hicycle Baggage bill iu that state. Chief Consul Patter has decided to endeavor to effect the desired result by legal action. A committee has been apointed to pnse cute a suit against one of the leading Western roads for refusing to check a bi cycle as baggage. At the recent championship meeting in Australia a one-mile "ordinary race" was run, the winner fiaishiug in 2m. 46 2-5 sec. The elliptical sprocket.which was aban doned in this country three years ago, is lieing boomed in England by a local manufacturer. KN-('hampion Zimmerman has been asked to act as one of the judges at the Ouaker City Wheelmen's meet on June 5th. At the race meet of the Newburgh Wheelmen on Memorial Iay, Ininan, a 13 vear-old boy from Fishkill. will rid un " exhibition half mile. He will be paced by a tandem, and from what he has alrcadv accomplished it is expected that he will lower his own record of 1.05 2-5 'or the distance. Henceforth the way of the dilatory road contractor in New York city will not lie a uleasant one. He has a new and exacting task master in the bicyclist, who is naturally the keenest of all in sneclors in- road construction. If the schemes of the Associated Cycling Clubs of New York material use every active wheelman in the cilv will be constituted a pavement inspector. Contractors who ire slow or neirlitrent in their work will he reported to the Department of Street Improvements, and if that be of no arail a demand will be made for forfeiture of contract. This nolicv will be pur iMNi incessantly by the A. C. C. of New York until street pavers learn to do their work quickly and well- REV, OR, TALMAGE, Eminent Divine's Sunday Discourse. Roil'a Perfect Harmony and the Ttlseorn That Was Made by SinThe Time Is C'oniltiK When the World Will Again ICmound to Heavenly Harmoute. Text: "Who laid the cornerstone thereof, when the morning stars sang together?" Job JW, 6, 7. - We have all seen the ceremony at the lay ing of the cornerstone of church, asylum or Masonic temple. Into the hollow of the stone were placed scrolls of history and Im portant documents, to be suggestive if, 100 or 200 years utter, the building should be destroyed by tire or torn down. We re member the silver trowel or iron hammer that smote the square piece of granite into sanctity. We reraemlier some venerable man who prsiled wieiilin the trowel or hammer. We remember also the music as the choir stood on the scattered stones and timber of the building about to be con structed. The lnaves of the notebooks fluttered in thn wind and were turned over with a great rustling, and we remember how the bass, baritone, tenor, contralto and soprano voices commingled. They had for many days been rehearsing tho special programme that it might be worthy of the cornerstone laying. In my text the poet of Uz calls ns to a prau.l.T ceremony the laying of the foun dation of this itreat temple of a world. The cornerstone was a block of light, ami tho trowel was of celestial crystal. All about and on tho embankments of clouds stood the angelic choristers unrollim; their librettos of overturn, and other worlds clapped shining cymbals whiln thn cere mony fnt on, and God, tho Architect, hy stroke of lisht after stroke of light, dedi cated this great cathedral of a world, with mountains for pillars ami sky for frescoed ceiling and flowering llelds for a floor and sunrise and midnight aurora for uphol stery. '-Who laid the cornerstone thereof, when the morning stars sang together?" The fact is that the whole universe was a complete, cadence, an unbroken dithy ramb, a musical portfolio. The i-reat sheet of immensity had leeu spread out, and written on it wero the stars, the smaller of them minima, the larger of them sustained notes. The meteors marked the staccato .passages, the whole heavens a gamut with all sounds. Intonations, modulations, the space between the worlds a musical in terval, tremhlini; of stellar light a quaver, the thunder a bass clef, the wind among tree a treble clef. Thnt Is the way tiod made all things a perfect harmony. But one day a harp string snapped in thn great orchestra. Ono day a voice sounded out of tune. One day a discord, harsh and terrific, grated upon the glorious antiphon. It was sin thnt made the dissonance, and that harsh discord has been sounding through the centuries. All the work of Christians and philanthropists and reform ers of all ages is to stop that discord and get all things back into the perfect har mony which was heard at tho laying of the cornerstone when the morning stars sang together. lieforn I get through, tf I am divinely helped. I will make it plain that sin is discord mid righteousness harmony; that in general things are out of tune is as plain as to a musician's ear is the unhappy clash of I'larinct and bassoon in an orches tral rendering. The world's health out of tunc; weak lungs and the atmosphere iu collision, dis ordered eye ami noonday light iu quarrel, rheumatic limb and damp weather in strug gle; neuralgias, and pneumonias, and con sumptions, and epileptics iu flocks sweep the neighborhoods and cities. Where you Undone person with sound throat, aud keen eyesight, and aicrt ear, and easy respira tion, aud regular pulsation, aud supple limb, and prime digestion, aud steady nerves, you llnd 100 who have to be very careful because this or that or the other physical function is disordered. The human intellect out of tune; the judgment wrongly swayed, or the memory leaky, or the will weak, or the temper in flammable, the well balanced mind excep tional. Domestic life out of tune; only here and there a conjugal outbreak of incompata bility of temper through the divorce courts or a filial outbreak about a father's will through the surrogate's court, or a case of wife tieating or husband poisoning through the criminal courts, but thousands of fami lies with June outside and January within. Society out of tune; labor and capital, their hands on each other's throat: aoirit of caste keeping those down in the social scale who are struggling to get up, aud putting those who are un in anxietv lest they have to come down. No wonder the old pianoforte of society fs all out of tune. When hypocrisy, aud lying, and subterfuge, and double dealing, and sycophancy, and charlatanism, and revenge have for 6000 years been banging away at tho keys and stamping the pedals. on all sides there is a shipwreck of har monies nations In discord witho'lt realiz ing It. So wrong is the feeling of nation for nation that symbols chosen are tierce and destructive. In this country, where our skies are full of robins ami doves and morning larks, wo have our national sym bol, the tierce and filthy eagle, as cruel a bird as can be found in all thn ornithologi cal catalogues. In Ureat Britian, where they have lambs and fallow dner, their syni- doi is uie merciless lion, in Kussia, where from between her frozen north to her blooming south all kindly beasts dwell, they chose thn growling bear, and in the world's heraldry a favorite ligare is the dragon, the fabled winged serpent, fero cious and dreadful. And so fond is the world tf contention that we climb out through the heavens and baptize one of the other planets with the spirit of battle and call it Mars, after the god of war, and we give to tho eighth sign of the zodiac the name of the scorpion, a creature which is chiefly celebrated for its deadly sting. But, after all, these symbols are expressive ol the way nation feels toward nation dis cord wide as tbe continent and bridging the seas. I suppose you have noticed how warmly iu love dry goods stores am with other dry goods stores, and how highly grocery men think of thn sugars of the grocery. man on the same street, and in what a eulogistic way allopathic and homeopathic doctors speak of each other and how ministers will sometimes put ministers on that beautiful cooking instrument which thn English call a spit an iron roller with spikes on it and turned by a crank before a hot tire and then, if the minister being roasted cries out against it, the men who are turning him say, "Hush, my brother; we are turniug this spit tor the glory of clod and the good of your soul, ami you must be quiet, while we close the service with: 'Blest be the tin that binds 'Our hearts in Christian love. " The earth is diametered and circunifer enced with discord, and the music that vvaj rendered nt the laying of thn world's cor nerstone when tho morniug stars sang to gether is not heard now, and though here and there from this and that part of so ciety and from this aud that part of thn earth there comes up a thrilling solo of love, or a warble of worship, or a sweet duet of patience, they nre drowned out by a discord that shakes the earth. Paul says, 'Thn whole creation gro.in eth." And while thn nightingale, and tins woodlark. nnd the canary, nnd the plover sometimes sing so sweetly that their notes have been written out iu musical notation, and it is found that the cuckoo sings in thn key of 1 and that the cormorant is a basso in the winged choir, yet sportsman's gun and the autumnal bhist often leave them ruffled and bleerin or dead in meadow or forest, l'aui was right, for thn groan iu nature drowns out the prima donnas of the sky. Tartini, thn great musical composer, dreamed one night that he made a contract with satan, thn latter to be ever in t'.m somposer's s-rvice. But ono night he handed to satan a violin, on which Diabo lus played such sweet music that the com poser was awakened by the emotion and tried to reproduce tho sounds, and there from was written Tartini's most famous piece, "The Devil's Sonata." a dream in genious, but faulty, for all melody de scends from heaven and only discords as "id from helL All hatred. fed con troversies, hackbitings anil revenges are the devil's sonata, are diabolic fugue, are demoniac phantasy, are grand march of doom, are allegro of perdition. Hut if in this world things in general are out of tunc to our frail ear, how much morn so to beings angelic and dnltic! It takes a skilled artist to fully appreciate disagreement of sound. Many liave no ca pacity to detiH't a defect of musical execu tion, and though there were in one bar as many offenses against harmony as could crowd in bet wren thn lower F of the bass and the higher O of the soprano it would give them no discomfort, while on the fore head of the educated artist beads of per spiration would stand out as a result of the harrowing dissonance. While an amateur was performing on a piano and had Just struck the wrong chord, John Sebastian Bach, the immortal composer, entered the room, and the amateur rose in embarrass ment, and Bach rushed past the host, who stepped forward to greet him, and before thn keyboard had stopped vibrating put his adroit hand UKn the keys and changed thn painful inharmony into glorious cadence. Then Bach turned and gave salu tation to thn host. But thn worst of all discord is moral dis cord. If society and the world are pain fully discordant to imperfect man, what must they bo to a jierfect Hod? Feople try to define what sin Is. It seems to mo that sin Is getting out of harmony with God. a disagreement with his holiness, wtth his purity, with his love, with his commands, our will clashing with his will, the Unite dashing against the infinite, the frail airainst thn puissant, thn created against tho creator. If KKHI musicians, with flute and cornet-a-plstou and trumpet and vlo loncelly, the hantboy and trombqne and all thn wind and stringed instruments that ever gathered in a Dusseldorf jubilee should resolve that they would play out of tune and put concord to ttin rack and make the place wild with shrieking and grating and rasping sounds, they could not make such pandemonium as that which rages in a sin ful soul when tiod listens to the play of its thoughts, passions and emotions discord, lifelong discord, maddening discord. Tho world pays more for discord that it does for consonance. High prices have been paid for music. One man gave e2!25 to hnur the Swedish songstress in New York, and another t25 to hear her in Bos ton, and another -JfiriO to hear her in Provi dence. Fabulous prices have been paid for sweet sounds, but far more "has been paid for discord. The Crimean War cost 1,700, 000.000 and the American Civil War over r'J,500.0iHi,000. and the war debts of pro fessed Christian nations are about 15,000, 000.000. The world pays for this red ticket, which admits it to the saturnalia of broken bones and death agonli.-s and destroyed cities and plowed graves and crushed hearts, any amount of money satan asks. Discord! Discord! But I have to tell you that the song thai the morning stars sang together at the lay ing of the w'orld's cornerstone is to resound again. Mozart's greatest overture was composed one night when he was several times overpowered with sleep, and artists say they can tell the places In the muslo where lie awakened. So the overture of tho morning stars spoken of In my text has been asleep, but it will awaken and be morn grandly rendered by the evening stars of the world's existence than by the morning stars, anil thn vespers will be sweeter than thn matins. Thn work of all good men and women and of all good eliur 'hes and all reform associations help to tiring the race back to thn origiiinl har mony. Thn rebellious heart to be attuned, soeial life to bn attuniMl. commercial ethics to ho attuned, internal tonality to be at tuned, hemispheres to be attuned. Thn whole world must also be attuned by thn same power. I was in the Pair banks weighing scale manufactory of Ver mont. Six hundred hands, and they never hail a strike! Complete harmony between labor and capital, the operatives ot scores of years in their beautiful bom ne-.rby -the mnnsions of the manufacturers, whose Invention and Christian behavior made the great enterprise, so, all thn world over, labor and capital will bn brought Into euphony. You may have heard what is called thn "Anvil Chorus," composed by Vcr.il, a tune played by hammers, great and small, now with mighty stroke and now with heavy stroke, beating a great iron anvil. Thnt is what the world baa got to come to anvil chorus, yardstick chorus, shuttlo chorus, trowel chorus, crowbar chorus, piekax chorus, gold mine chorus, rail trnt'k chorus, locomotivn chorus. It can lie done, aud it wiil be done; so all social life will be attuned by tho gospel harp. Heaven Is to have a'nnw song, an entirely new song. But I should not wonder if, as sometimes on earth, a tune is fashioned out of many tunes, or It is one tune with the variations; so some of thn songs of the re deemed may have !ecii playing through them the songs of earth. And how thrill ing, as coming through the great anthem ot thn saved, accompanied by harpers with, tiieir harps and trumpeters with their trumpets, if we should bear some of tbe strains of "Antioch" and "Mount Pisgah" and "Coronation" and "Lenox" and "St. Martin's" and "Fountain" and "Ariel" and "Old Hundred!" How they would bring to mind the praying circles and commuuion days, and thn Christmas festivals, and the church worship in which on earth we min gled! I have no idea that when we bid farewell to earth we are to bid farewell to all these grand old gospel hymns which melted and raptured our souls for so many yeurs. Now, if sin is discord aud righteous uess is harmony, let us get out of the one and enter the other. O Lord, our God, quickly usher In the whole world's peace jubilee, and all islands of the sea join the Ave continents, and all thn musical instruments uf all nations combine, and all the organs that ever sounded requiem of sorrow sound only a, grand march of joy, and all the bells that tolled for burial ring for resurrection, and all the cannon that ever hurled death across the nations sound forth eternal vic tory. And over all acclaim of earth and minstrelsy of heaven there will be heard one voice sweeter and mightier than any human or angelic voice, a voice once full of tears, but now full of triumph, the voice ot Christ saying, "I am alpha and omoga, tile beginning aud tiie end, the first and the last." Then, at the laying of the top stone of the world's history, the same voices shall be heard as when, at the lay ing of the world's cornerstone, "the morn iug stars sang together." It is doubtful if even anpels ever weep any over the man who never finds out where the mud is, until he geld into it up to his neck. Men are just like trout after you have hookeil them, give the smartest and big pest of them su ing enough and you are sure of them. A man, so to seak, who cannot bow to his own conscience every morning i9 hardly in acondilion to respect i vely salute the world at any oilier time of day. Act without thought ami you are a fool; think without act, and you are a vision ary. Selfishness is often so refined, that it is deeply wounded atlhclea-t remonstrance. Courtesy and etiquette are flowers; the one, has ils rools in the heart; the other, in the intellect. Advice is seldom welcome; those who need it most like it least. One great reason why philosophy and philanthropy so often fail is because so much of them is spent on the world, and so little on ourselves. What a man is the most afraid of he says he don't believe in; litis mar ac count for some men's unbelief in hell. The wisest in a u Dial the world ever pro duced died He.es alio, and Ihc biycit loot hasn't Iteen born yet. Men of strong passions are less danger ous than men of weak ones; it is the weak ones that need the most watching. . - What a disgusted and disappointed race of creatures we should be if we could only "see ourselves as others see us." It is said that baked bananas will un failingly build up and strengthen thin and weak bodies anil enrich tho blood. They should be baked about 20 minutes. The man who falls on a banana skio once will have sympathy, but he will only make fun for the boys the next time he lauds on his back. w 1 i L aUJfcus -tltJ hJCjl atf
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