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MiMtMuM.
B. F. SCHWEIER,
THE CONSTITUTION THE UNION AND THE ENFORCEUENT OF THE LAWS.
Editor and Proprietor.
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VOL. Mil.
MIFFMNTOWN, JUNIATA COUNTY, PENN., WEDNESDAY, APRIL, 12, 1899.
NO. 18.
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ElyJheDucfyttS.
CnAPTElf XII. (Continued.)
"Yon look distressed, tired. I believe
you are fretting about this." says Lady
Baltimore, with a little kindly bantering
lauph. "Don't be a silly child. Nobody
has on itl or thought anything that haa not
been kindly of you. Did yon sleep last
nisht? No. I can see you didn't. There,
lie down and get a little rest before lunch
eon. I shall send yon up a glass of cham
pacne and a biscuit; don't refuse it."
She pulls down the blinds and goes soft
ly ont of the room to her boudoir, where
he finds Beauclerk awaiting her.
He is lounging comfortably on a satin
fautcuil, looking the very beau ideal of
pleasant, careless life. He makes his sis
ter a present of a beaming smile aa ahe
enters. j
"Ah! Rood morning, Isabel; I am afraid
we give you rather a fright, but you see
it couldn't be helped. What an evening
and night it turned out! I thought the
water works above were turned on for
good at last and forever. We felt Uke
the Babes in the Wood, abandoned, lost.1
Poor, dear Miss Kavanagh! I felt so sorj
ry for her. You have seen her, I hopei
his face has now taken the correct lines,
of decorous concern, "she is not over-fa-"
tigued?" ;
"She looks tired, depressed," says Lady
Baltimore, regarding him seriously. "D
wish, Norman, you had come home' last
evening." I
"What! and bring Miss Kavanagh!
through all that storm?' ';
"No, you could have left her at Fall
ing. I wish you had come home."
"Why? with an amused laugh. "Are
you afraid I have compromised myself?",
"I was not thinking of you. I am more
afraid," with a touch of cold displeasure
"of your having compromised Miss Kava-j
nagh. There are such things as gossips
in this curious world. You should have
left Joyce in Mrs. Connolly's safe keeping
and come straight back here."
"To be laid up with the rheumatism for
the whole of the coming winter! Oh!
most unnatural aister, what is it you
would have desired of me?"
"You showed her great attention all thia
summer," says Lady Baltimore.
"I hope I showed a proper attention to
all your guests."
"You were very specially attentive to
her."
"To Miss Kavanagh, do you mean?"
with a puzzled air. "Ah! well, yes. Per
haps I did give more of my time to ber
and to Miss Maliphant than to the oth
ers." "Ah! Miss Maliphant! one can under
stand that," says his sister, with an into
nation that Is not entirely complimentary.
"Can one? Here is one who can't, at
all events. I confess I tried very bard to
bring myself to the point there, but I fail
ed. Nature was too strong for me. Good
girl, you know, but er awful!"
"We are not discussing Miss Maliphant,
we were talking of Joyce," Icily.
"Ah. trueT' as if just awakening to a
delightful fact. "And a far more charm
ing subject for discussion. It must be al
lowed. Well, and what of Joyce you call
her Joyce."
"Be human, Norman!" says Lady Balti
more, with a sudden suspicion of fire in
her tone. "Forget to pose once in a way.
And this time it is important. Let me
hear the truth from you. She aeems un
happy, uncertain, nervous. I like her.
There is something real, gennine, about
her. I would gladly think that Do you
know," she leans toward him, "I have
sometimes thought you were in love with
her."
"Have you? Do you know, so have I,"
with a frankness very admirable. "She Is
one of the most agreeable girls of my ac
quaintance. There Is something very spe
cial about her. I'm not surprised that
both you and I fell into a conclusion of
that sort."
"Am I to understand by that T"
"Just one thing. I am too poor to mar
ry." "The man who cannot afford to marry
should not afford himself the pleasures of
flirtations," says Lady Baltimore, with
derision.
"No? Is that your final opinion? Isa
bel, what a brow! What a terrible glance!
If." smiling, "you favor Baltimore with
this style of thing whenever you disap
prove of bis smallest action, I don't won
dor he gibes so often at the matrimonial
collar. You advised me to think Just now;
think yourself, my good Isabel, now and
then, md probably yon will find life
easier."
He is still smiling delightfully. He flings
ont this cruel gibe Indeed in the most
careless manner possible.
Ah: forget me," saya ahe. In a manner
as careless as his own. If she had quiv
ered beneath that thrust of his, at all
events she has had strength enough to
"ippress all signs of it. "Think not of
"er-1 dare say she will outlive it but of
yourself."
"What would you have me do, then?"
demands he, rising here and confronting
uer. l here is a good deal of venom in his
r.nmlsnme face, but Lidr Baltimore
ITHVCS it.
"I would have you act as an honorable
man." says she, in a clear. If Icy, tone.
"You Ko pretty far, Isabel, very far.
even for a sister," says he, presently, bis
f:i-e now white with rage. "I give ypu
re now. Attend to your own affairs,
He is evidentlv furious. His .inter1 .
makes a little gesture toward the door.
vour taking it like this does not mend
matters." she says, calmly, "it only makes
them, if possible, worse. Leave aa!"
CHAPTER XIII.
It Is seven o'clock: Miss Kavanagh,
n her way upstairs to dress for dinner.
suddenly remembering that there ia a
took in the libr.r7lert by her early In th.
fternoon on the central table, turn,
side to fetch It.
She forgets, however, what she baa
come for when, having entered the room,
he sees Dysart standing before the fire
lrin PP"nt'J "t nothing, to her
chagrin, she U conscious that the nnmls
takable start aha made on seeing him la
known to him.
"I didn't know Ton had returned" bit.
ahe, awkwardly, yet made a courageous
effort to appear aa natural aa usual.
'No. I knew von h.d " ..v. ha
ly.
"It la very late to say good-morning."
ays ahe, with a poor little attempt at a
laugh, bnt atill advancing and holdim ont
her hand.
"Too later reolied he. ignoring the
hand. Joyce, as if struck by some cruel
blow, draws back a step or two.
"Yon are not tired. I hope?" says Dy-
art, courteously.
"Oh. no." She feels stifled, choked. A
desire to get to the door and escape lose
sight of him forever is the one strong
longing that possesses her; bat to move
requires strength, and she feels that her
limbs are trembling.
"It was a long drive, however. And the
storm was severe. I fear yon most have
suffered in some way."
I have not suffered,'' saya ahe. In a
dull, emotionless way.
. "Nor
There is a considerable pause, and then:
"No! It is true! It is I only who have
suffered," says Dysart, with an uncon
trollable abandonment to the misery that
is destroying him. "I alone."
"Yon mean something." says Joyce. It
Is by a terrible effort that she speaks. She
feels thoroughly unnerved unstrung.
Conscious that the nervous shaking of her
hands will betray her, she clasps them be
hind her tightly. "You meant something
just now when you refused to take my
hand. But what? What?"
"Yon said It was too late," replies he.
"And 1 agreed with you."
"That was not it!" says she, feverishly.
"There was more much more! Tell me"
passionately "what you meant. Why
would you not touch me? What am I to
understand 7.
"That from henceforth you are free
from the persecution of my love," says
Dysart. deliberately. "I was mad ever
to hope that you could care for me stili
I did hope. That haa been my undoing.
But now "
"Well?" demands she, faintly. Her
whole being seems stunned. Something
of all this she haa anticipated, but the
reality is far worse than any anticipation
had been. She had aeen him in her
thoughts, angry. Indignant, miserable, bnt
that lie should thus coldly set her asldi
bid her an everlasting adieu make np his
mind deliberately to forget her this had
never occurred to her aa being even prob
able.
"Now you are to understand that the
Idiotic farce played between na two the
day before yesterday is at an end. The
curtain is down. It is over. It was a
failure neither yon nor I nor the public
will ever hear of it again.'
"Is this because I did not come home
last evening in the rain and storm?" Some
small spark of courage has come back to
her now. She lifts her head and looks at
him.
"Oh! be honest with me here in our
last hour together!" cries he, vehemently.
."You have cheated me all through; be true
o yourself for once. Why pretend It is
my fault that we part? Yesterday I 1m
plored yon not to go for that drive with
him, and yet you went. What waa I
or my love for you in comparison with a
tew hours drive witn tnat scoundrel r
"It waa only the drive I thought of,"
have she. niteously. "I there was noth
Ins else, indeed. And yen: If" raising
tier hand to her throat "If you bad not
sDoken so roughly so
! "Pahaw!" saya Dysart, turning from
her as if disgusted. To him, in his pres
ent furious mood, her grief, her fear, her
hhrinklngs, are all so many movements in
the game of coquette, at which ahe is a
bast mistress. "Will yon think me a fool
in the end?" says he. "Bee here," turn
ng his angry eyes to hers. "I don't care
What yon say. I know you now. Too
fate, indeed but atill I know yon! To the
very core yon are wk m irercii.
. She holda out her handa to him in a lit
tle dumb fashion. Her tongue seems fros
en. But he repulses this last attempt at
MMfinMHation,
"It la no good. None! I have no belief
In von left, bo yon can no longer cajole me.
T know that I am nothing to yon. Noth
ing! If." drawing a deep breath through
his closed teeth, "if a thousand years
were to go by I should still be nothing to
ti If he were near. I give it up. The
battle was too strong for me.
t.mtoA lost, ruined."
I am de
. "Yon have so arranged It," aaya ahe. In
a low tone, singularly clear. The violence
of hla agitation naa aunauea ners, ana
nHred her comparatively caim.
' "Yon must permit me to contradict you.
ti.. .mnnmtnt Is all your own.
"Was it so great a crime to stay last
-l.ht at Falling?"
"There is no crime anywhere. That you
should have made a decision between two
mnn nnt . Crime.
"No! I acknowledge I made a decision
"When did yon make it r
"Last evening: and though you -"
urn ! nn Mouses." saya he, with
frown. "Do yon think I desire them T He
i -to- nr a minute or so, and now
tnrns to her abruptly. "Are you engaged
to him finally?"
XI..
"Nor In accents suggestive of surprise
so intense aa to almost enlarge into disbe
lief "You refused him, thenr
"No," saya ahe, again. Her heart seems
to die within her. Oh, the sense of shame
h. nvemowers her. A sudden wild.
rible hatred of Beauclerk takes het tats
fDossession. Why. wny, naa
ao' " 't" x. rtm mtrmm dead
" Z knowing how to proceed.
Then suddenly, his wrath breass iotou
ir i"-v . " ' l-l the best
out a heart, you nave "7 r
of you-your own heart! For him whoM
word I. a. light a. ta "J0.",
flung behind you a lov Uat d bav.
surrounded you to your dytal day. Good
heavens! What are women
Bat" He "h.m .
.mitten by some sharp n" t.
Pale with shame and remowewo
"Of course." say. f'are dared
broken, as I -7rn" 7. -jn to ms
thtw tP d dress you. Anorcjs rtw
now that there are reasons why he should
not have spoken before this. For one
thing, you were alone with him; for an
other, you are tired, exhausted. No doubt
to-morrow he "
"How dare you?" says she, la a voice
that startles him, a very low voice, bnt
vibrating with outraged pride. "How
dare you thna insult me? You seem to
think to think that because last night
he and I were kept from onr home by
the storm " She pauses; that old. first
odd sensation of choking now again op
presses her. She laya her hand upon the
back of a chair near her, and presses heav
ily upon It. "You think I have disgraced
myself," the words coming in a little gasp
from her parched lips. "That Is why you
speak of things being at an end between
us. Oh "
"You wrong me there," saya the young
man, who has grown ghastly. "Whateva
I may have said, I "
"You meant it!" says she. She drawi
herself np to the fnll height of her young,
slender figure, and, turning abruptly,
movea toward the door. "You are a cow
ard!" she says, in a slow, distinct tone
alive with scorn. "A coward!"
CHAPTER XIV.
Three months have come and gone, am
winter la upon us. It Is close on Christ
mastide Indeed. Mr. Monkton haa receiv
ed a letter from his mother inviting hei
daughter-in-law and the children as well
as Joyce and himself to occupy a house
in Harley street, London, for the winter.
Thia tardy invitation, after eight yean
since their unacknowledged marriage,
Barbara feels much inclined to refuse, but
after a great deal of argument on the part
of ber husband and lots of coaxing from
Joyce ahe finally consents to undergo the
ordesl which she knows is before her.
Two weeks later sees them settled In
town, in the Harley street heuse, ths
seems enormous and unfriendly to Mrs.
Monkton, but delightful to Joyce and th
children, who wander from room to room,
and under her guidance, pretend to find
bears and lions and bogies in every corner.
The meeting between Barbara and
Lady Monkton had not been satisfactory.
There bad been very little said on eithei
side, but the chill that lay on the whole
interview had never thawed for a mo
ment. Barbara had been stiff and cold, if en
tirely polite, but not at all the Barbara to
whom her husband had been up to thia
accustomed. He did not blame her fot
the change of front nnder the circum
stances, but he could hardly fail to regret
it, and it puzzled him a great deal to know
how she did It.
Lady Monkton had been stiff, too; un
pardooably so as it was certainly hei
place to make amends to soften and
smooth down the preliminary embarrass
ment. But then she had never been fam
ed for susvity of any sort; and an old
aunt of Monkton', a sister of hers, had
been present during the interview, and
hsd helped considerably to keep np the
frigidity of the atmosphere.
She waa not a bad old woman at heart,
this aunt. She had Indeed from time to
time given np all her own small patrimony
to help her aister to get the eldest son ont
of his many disreputable difficulties. Sht
had done this partly for the aake of th
good old family names on both aides, an
partly because the younger George Monk
ton waa very dear to ber.
She disliked Frederick, not only intense
ly, but with an openness that had its dis
advantagesnot for any greater reasoa
than that he had behaved himself so fat
in his journey through life more creditablj
than his brother. She had always mad
a point against him of his nndutiful mar
riage, and never failed to add fuel to th
fire of hia father's and mother's resent
ment about it whenever that fire seemed
to barn low.
(To be continued.)
Kxerctslms; on sv HasHif-Vsr.
Walter Russell, an artist with the
fleet, contributes to the Century an
illustrated article entitled "Incidents
of the Cuban Blockade." Mr. Russell
says: During quarters the various ex
ercise and emergency drills are gone
through with, including sword prac
tice, bayonet drill, physical exercises
for straightening the figure and ex
panding the chest, boarding drill, fire
drill, collision drill and many others.
A huge mat, weighing perhaps five
hundred pounds, is brought up on deck,
heaved over the side, and held there
within sixty seconds after the order
is glren. Should a Spanish ship ram
ne of ours, this mat would be thrown
sver the aperture made in the side, and
held there by the pressure of th water.
Again, lines of hose are run out and
connected, a wheel la turned, and a
strong stream of water floods the deck
Immediately. In a very few seconds
twenty streams of water can be di
rected upon any part of the ship.
Suddenly the band plays a lively
march, and the order for the run
around la given. Jackie likes this. It
is his exercise. It Is to him what
wheeling ia to a landsman. It la his
opportunity of moving a little faster
than usual. In double-quick time each
section runs in an ellipse for five min
utes, the line of sailors being usually
barefooted at this time of the day.
dodge In and out of the sunlight and
ihadow. laughing and showing their
gaiety of feeling.
Useful Hints.
When filigree silver has become dull
and black it may be cleansed by thor
oughly washing in a bath of Pptaa
water. Rub with a soft toothbrush
wherever a flat surface is presented,
then set the silver In the following so
lution: One part of ordinary salt, one
of alum, two of saltpetre and four of
water. Soak for Ave minutes, then
rinse out In cold water, wipe dry and
polish with chamois leather.
Oatmeal is a capital th!ng for reno
vating suede gloves. Fine oatmeal Is
the best. Half fill a bowl with It.
aw on the gloves and rub them about
fn the oVtmell in the same manner as
when laying the hands In water. A
e meafgels dirty replace
until. the gloves are cl ean. T he oat
meal adhering to the gloves easily
brushes off. .
Sprinkle cayenne pepper in the re
sorts of rats and they will leave the
P Ammonia will remove spots from the
moT delicate fabric and leave no trace
appHed'io'-a fresh cut or wound
win stop the blood and abate the pain
at the same time.
A newspaper printed partly in En
glish and partly In the Cherokee lan
m.oM nnmMi the Phoenix, waa oub-
ii.hxl at New Echota. in 1828. The
types used were furnished by the Uni
ted States government.
An alliance between the French au
thorities and the German Emperor
wonld probably lose but little time in
earning the epithet "brilliant, but erratic."
QUEEN AND MOTHER.
tract DiscIsllM Uader Which
, ChlMrcst Were Breaatfct Up. ,
It was said of the late Queen Louisa
f Denmark that next to Queen Vlc
torla. she of all women In Europe ex
erted the strongest influence In the poli
tics of the. continent "She la the fe
male Bismarck of Europe!" exclaimed
Bismarck himself one, In admiration
of her diplomacy and political fore
sight. Her daughters became Princess
of Wales, Empress of Russia and
Duchess of Cumberland. One of her
sons Is the King of Greece; another,
the crown prince, married the daugh
ter of the rich Carl XV, King of Swe
den, and the third la the husband of
the Princess of Orleans, the daughter
of the Duke of Chartrea. These alli
ances put Into the bands of Queen
Louise many wires, whereby she kept
In touch with Russia, England and
France.
O.-. King Christian being too easy-
going, the Queen took upon herself the
task of educating and disciplining her
children. She was both their mother
and their queen. She taught her daugh
ters housekeeping, dressmaking and
the art of spending money. The sons
were trained to keep an account of
every penny they spent out of their
weekly allowance, to dress plainly, and
to be courteous to inferiors. A writer,
a Danish baron, thus describes th
Queen's family discipline:
While a mere boy her eldest son, tbt
crown prince, was caught trying to get
the better of one of the sentries of the
Royal Guard, of whom the little prince
demanded that he should present arms
to him. According to court etiquette.
a royal child to entitled to a "shoulder
arma" salute until Its confirmation.
wben "present arma" to the aalute
given.
The boy prince demanded the latter
salute, but the sentry stuck to his or
der. The Queen obliged the prince
to go down and ask the soldier's par
don "for unbefitting attitude and rude
ness," and having done this properly,
he waa locked into his room for two
days.
At the royal table, to which her chil
dren were not admitted before tbelr
tenth year, they were not allowed to
ask for anything, but bad to wait until
they were served, according to age, by
tbe steward. ,
If something was served which they
did not like, they were forbidden to
open their mouths about It, and bad to
eat a little of it for "politeness' sake,'!
and out of regard for table manners. ,
"Those who are to rule In the world
must first taste rule themselves, and
find out what it means to obey without
murmur," said the Queen.
Wben ber youngest son. Prince Wat
demar, married the Princess of Or
leans, this young lady at once moved
about In tbe castle as though she did
not know that there was a queen above
her. During a hunt the Princess' horse
fell, and gathering ber skirts ""rathef
high," tbe intrepid girl Jumped the
ditch herself and took another horse.
The Queen found it out. Tbe fol
lowing morning the Princess woke to
find herself a prisoner In her own bed
room. A message from the Queen was
handed her by a sentry. Informing her
that by Jumping the ditch In such
fashion she had been guilty of breach
of court etiquette, and must consider
herself a prisoner for seven days.
Another time the saucy Princess
drove out with tbe royal children, and
dismissed her driver and footman at
the first Inn outside the city. Some
how the horses got frightened, over
turned the carriage and "spilled" the
Princess and the children on the high
way. They were picked up by a peasant,
who brought them to the city. Tbe
Princess laughed, the children cried,
ani the Queen ordered tbe arrest of
the Princess at once, and detained ber
In her bedroom for fourteen days. I
may add that by this time Princess
Marie Is fully cured, and is doubtless
now mourning tbe loss of Grandma
Louise, who was, after all, a splendid
teacher.
At Night.
Mamma, at night, pats oat my light
And leaves me in my bed;
Then dreadful things, with peaked winga,
Go sailing round my head.
I can espy a horrid eye - -
That looks right through the sheet.
Mamma tells me I only see
The lamp upon the street.
She says the guardian angels, fair.
With little children stsy;
But when her step dies on the stair,
I hear them go away.
Bo if God means to be so good
To little children In the night,
I wish He'd leave of course He could
My own mamma and light.
Inducement to Travelers.
The Siberian Railroad la offering
great inducements to travelers. It pro
vides not merely parlor and sleeping
cars, but one fitted with a gymnasium
and Russian baths, a dark room for
photographers, and a stationary bicycle
en which one may make century runt
without leaving the train.
Suspicious Bnthaatasm.
"Was the banquet a success?"
"I guess so; the men all wore each
other's overcoats off aa souvenirs."
Detroit Free Press.
Dead Sea Steamer
There to now a small steamer on th
Dead
Wben the Emperor Ride.
The German Emperor's private train.
In which he travels over the German
railways. Is a very comfortable affair.
There are nine carriages, each of
which cost between 110,000 and $16,-
000. Outside these are painted in blue
and cream and gold. There is a saloon
carriage for the Emperor and another
for the Empress, besides kitchen, din
ing and luggage cars, a saloon for the
suite, and another for the servants.
Finally, there is a carriage containing
tools and workmen, to make any small
repairs that may happen to be required
?n tbe Journey.
Tommle "Hullo, Jlmmle, what kep'
you?" Jlmmle "M and th ol' man
had an arg'ment. He wanted me to
haul seme wood Into the back yard."
Tomnrj "How did It end?" Jim mis
"Ia straw I drawd It" Trnth.
LAW AS INTERPRETED.
Th liability of a landowner for tb
defective condition of that part of
division fence which, by agreement, th
other proprietor waa bound to keep to
repair. Is denied In Qninn vs. Cri tu
rnings (Mass.), 42 L. R. A. 101.
Statement by an Injured person tc
show hla own contributory negligence,
though made after th Injury, are held
In Helman vs. Pittsburg, C G. 8t L
Railroad Company (Ohio), 41 L. R. A
800, to be admissible In an actios
brought after hi death by an admin
istrator for th Injory causing tit
death.
The prerajuptlon of a carrier's negli
gence in case of Injury to a passengei
is upheld In Whalen vs. Consolidated
Traction company (N. J.). 41 L R. A.
336, where a passenger on a trolley cat
was thrown off from the running board,
upon which he stood, by the conduc
tor's stumbling against him, though the
:ause of the stumbling waa not shown.
Tho unnecessary destruction ol
healthy and valuable cows by State of
ficials, who suppose them to be dis
eased, after applying tbe so-called tu
berculin test. Is held, in Houstln va
State (Wis.), 42 L. R. A. 39, to give the
owner no claim against tbe State with
in the meaning of statutes relating to
claims, as that does not Include de
mands based upon lawful acts. With
these casra there Is a very extensive
collection of the authorities on tbe
question what claims constitute valid
demands against a State.
Mere advertisers who place advertise
ments upon a signboard set up upon
the roof of a building, by virtue of what
Is called a lease of part of tbe roof, but
which does not give them possession of
any part of the building, although they
are required to keep In repair tbe por
tion of roof which they use.are held, in
Reynolds vs: Van Beuren (N. Y.), 42
L. R. A. 120, to be mere licensees who
are not liable to a stranger for the fall
ing of the signboard from the building
during a high wind.
THE LETTER FROM HOME.
Annt Louise's Excellent Plan for Mak
ing- Her Letters Interesting;.
"I feel as though I bad met a wholt
roomful of my old friends." said the
girl who Is trying in spite of homesick
ness to make her own way in the city.
"I've Just had a letter from Aunt Lou
Ise. It Isn't filled with her own aches
and pains and trials and troubles. The
home news is all here, but there isn't
one selfish, whining word,
She write eight page. See! Sbe't
mentioned most of the people and
place I'm Interested n. and told me
lozens of things I wanted to bear about.
I don't mean to say they're Important
things; but It Is nice to know tbe name
of Cousin Carrie's baby, and to learn
that Etta Mayo Is taking music lessons,
add to have a description of the new
minister's family, and even to hear that
theyT bid aw sidewalk over th
muddy place above the poet office!
- Gossip?' Perhaps it Is. but It Isn't
mean gossip. I wouldn't hesitate tc
show it to any on who to mentioned
here. And It makes me feel as though
I'd made a visit boma. and found that
I wasn't forgotten.
"I know how Aunt Louise does It. She
makes a list of tbe people we know, and
when the time comes to write, she Just
looks at tbe list, to make sure she hasn't
left anyone out. She says she doesn't
pretend to be a letter writer, but het
e fr .11 th.t
rentes "
Little things look large wnen one s
away from home, and everything It
news"
Perhaps there to a hint here for yount
people and older ones who profess
that they would be glad to write to ab
sent friends If they only knew what te
say. Youth's Companion.
Quick Work.
Achievements which onr fathen
thought wonderful are not only dupli
cated, but far surpassed by the present
generation. In 1811, Sir John Tbrog
morton, a Berkshire baronet, wagered
1,000 guineas, that at 8 o'clock on a
particular evening be would ait down
to dinner in a well-woven, well-dyed,
well-made suit, the wool of which had
formed the fleece on sheep's backs at
5 o'clock that morning. The wage!
was eagerly accepted, as the feat was
considered Impossible. On June 28 the
test was made, and the baronet won
bis wager with an hour and three
quarters to spare, the stH being ready
at a quarter past 6.
May 18, 1898, Thomas Kltson, 01
Stroudsburg, Pa., attempted a similar
feat. The sheep were shorn at half
past 6 In tbe morning, the fleece wai
passed through eighteen processes of
manufacture, and came out finished
cloth In three hours and thlrty-foui
minutes.
. Th cloth passed Into the bands of
six tailors, and in two hours and a hail
the suit, complete In every particular
was ready for Mr. Kitson.
The whole process, from the tim
that the wool was on the sheep's backs
until tbe suit was ready for the man'i
back, occupied six hours and four mln
utes; less than half the time It took t
make the suit for Sir John Throgmor
ton In 1811. Youth's Companion.
Train Boy' View of Club Women.
The traditional train boy who hni
been wont to offer chewing gum to fail
passengers, and newspapers to tbt
men, evidently considers the modert
woman somewhat of an enigma. No
many moons ago a lively party of clnl
women were en route to a conventiot
when an Interested spectator at a llttl
station stepped up to tne unirorme
youth and curiously askea aoout tm
crowd.
"Don't know," gloomily grumbled tin
train-vender. "They say they're liter
ary, but I don't believe 'em. Not out
bas bought a book. Tbey Just talk anc
talk and talk." Woman'a Home Com
panloa.
A Ran Occasion.
Only one out of every 1,000 marrlec
people live to celebrate their golden
wedding day.
Tbe Real Monarch: Foreign Visitor
(proudly) In my country we bar one
law for prince and pauper. American
Host Sam way her. It doesn't mat
ter whether a nan to a beggar or a mil
lionaire, he's get to obey th law. mil 1
traceta. gnU.' Ww Tk WUr.
Farm Notos.
KafOr corn baton to th sorghum
family, and Its seed ia excellent. for
poultry. In this section It to not a
profitable as corn, but haa the advan
tage of withstanding a dry spell that
would be very severe on corn. It r-
lulre good cultivation, but la a zainy
lure crop. Those who have not tried
it should plant only plot the nrst
year. The seed can b had of any
leedsman.
The nasturtium Is one of the prettiest
ind easiest flowering plants to grow, as
t can be planted out of uoora or aepi
11 pots In winter. Unlike some piants.
t produces tbe moat nowers wnere tne
toil I poor, a rich ground causes it to
nake too much vine. It shou'd not be
allowed to produce seed, and If that
joint Is observed It will give flowers
intll late in the fan. The await var-
eties are excellent. The seeds are
arge and may be planted as easily as
eas.
Radishes and kale are hardy plants
tnd the seed may be planted aa st.
ia the around can be made ready.
Kale may be sown broadcast. Radishes
ire beat grown In rows and cultivated,
rhey should be on rich land and forced
is rapidly in growth as possible, as the
lulcker, they reach the proper stage fori
use the better, being then crisp and
tender, while alow-growing radishes
are tough and stringy.
Although sweet corn takes up much
space In green houses, yet there are
those who grow early corn and a 'so
make a large profit therefrom. Thi
plants are kept at a temperature of 71
degrees at nlgbt and 80 degrees durlt
the day. It requires about three months
to grow a crop, and the plants should
receive careful attention while growing
the soil to be very rich and an abun
dance of water supplied.
It Is claimed that a strong decoction
of cedar, made by bolllnr the leaves,
twigs and balls, is an effective reme
dy for fleas, bed bugs. lice on poultry
or animals and for Insects on plants.
The stronger the solution the better. It
Is possible that cedar oil. mixea w"n
the cottonseed oil will also prove effi
cacious against such vermin.
Th Japan chestnut . Is larger than
our native nut. but is not as sweet or
as highly flavored. There is room for
improving both the chestnut and per
simmon in this county, and the horti
culturist who succeeds In that direc
tion will confer a great benefit on tne
fruit and nut growers.
There ar fields unon which water
doe not readily sink down, a damp
Place remaining until summer. It may
be that lust below the top soil an im
pervious hard-pan exists, in which case
subsolUng may result In allowing the
water to go down. Especially may this
happen on sandy soils, where a few
inches of clay subsoil may cover gravel.
The few warm days have induced
some to orenare for vegetables. In
this climate it Is not safe to plant seeds
outside before May, or when the apple
tree bloom. There Is nothing gained
hv nuttlna- seeds In cold around. Even
peaai. which are hardy, will not make
much growtn until tne rrouna is warm.
aa may have been noticeo wnen sue
cesslve plantings were made, the later
peas overtaking tnose put in eariy ana
maturing- at the same time. Onions.
however, will not be delayed, as they
thrive best when tbe weather is cold
and ean endure frost without injury.
A Canadian cheese factory, which
makes from 120 to 140 tons of cheese In
a season, utilises all Its whey In grow
ing and fattening hogs, of which It
keeps about 400 during the busy sea
son. This prevents what Is one cause
of trouble at some cheese factories
sending home sour whey In the milk
cans, which taints the next day s milk.
A fruit arower who believes In thin
nlng fruit, and practices what he be
lieves, removed one-half of the crop
of an extremely heavy setting of Kel
r pears, ana annwea 11 10 go 10 waste
on the ground. The portion that mi-
fured was line snd sold at high prices
In the grower's opinion the yield vu
! larger than If all had remained on the
trees.
For destroying root lice on peach
trees when transplanting, dip the trees
In a decoction of tobacco, one pound of
tobacco to two gallons of water, boiled
down to one-half. If this care is taken
they will be comparatively safe for
few years unless an Infected orchard
is near. Do not set a young pench
tree where an old one has been, as the
root lice will live a long time In the
soil.
Stage Notes.
Daniel Frohman will produce
dramatisation of E Bert on. CasUe'a
novel. "The Pride of Jennlco."
Robert Ttarr'a "The Countess Tek
la" I being dramatised by the author
and Cosmo Hamilton.
Maude Adams map present a new
play during her London engagement.
"oreax rrnnr is roe uus 01
Corn r-roaamllh. Jr.'S new burlesque
Edgar I Davenport Is to be seen
In London In th curtain raiser which
will proceed Why Smith Lert Home,
at the Strand Theatre on May 1.
Harry Conor will head a company
which is to produce "A Rag Baby.
"A Stranger in New York" and "A
Trin rThinatowu" In Hawaii ana
Anatnll
Tar Ttrnnet la to aDDCST in
ri..ria rnriiiin'i "Cltlsen Perre."
TUmrmmm Vuirhn and Marl Wsin-
wrlght are to appear In the vaudeville
houses. .
n.!. .nt wianawr have arrangea
with Messrs. Barnabee and Mao Don
ald for the management 01 ine -n
aeaaon. They will be
"Americans at Home" did not make
a hit. and the Lyceum tgmnw
"John Inaerfleld.
xrt. Rtrmour Hicks and
Louis Calvert have been engaged by
air. hoiift Irving for th coming
representation of Sardou' "Robe
Comyns Carr. the author of "KUn,
Arthur' is ne.pm. -
write a dramatic v?"lu" "L, J X,
Indian novel. "The Courtship of Mor
in.hi It la said that in
principal parts in the play will be -
lirumw r- , 1 and lira.
pHc Campbell
SUmeO oy r orora xwt. -
la the name of
; -The Festival"
conio opera in which Francis Wilson
v n nt season. It was
adopted from th French by Harry L
The Tyranny of Tears," by Haddon
Chambers, which Is to be seen soon at
thVLondon Criterion, though In thr
acts, la. It la said, for nv character
Cm. of the scenes in ConanylsTg
"Th Brothei" is to bo a realisU
representation of a surgery.
It seem the barrel Is to be utilised
in a new Industry. The ship built
In cylinder form baa been- tested at
Toronto and pronounced a auccesa. By
rolling over the wave the inventor
expect to fill np hia barrel.
Miss Helen Gould ha read law.
and did ah so desire coma pa uie ex
th Maw
amination for entrance 10
York bar.
Of I DRY.
Preached by Rev. Dr. Talmage.
uhjaeto SISTBlOsaacs of th. Flowers"
They Baar Massage ' Cheer to th.
Haurt-atek and Despairing Their An
ranrlatonas. at Obssqulaa.
Tbxt: "If then God so elotbe the grass
b-hleh is to-day in the field, and to-mor
row Is east Into th. oven, how much more
win He olotne von. o ve of little launr
Lake xtl., 38.
The Illy is tbe queen of Bible nowers
Th. rose may have disputed ber throne in
modern times and won it, but tbe rose orig
inally bad only flv. petals. It was under
tbe long continued and Intense gaze ot the
world that the ro. blushed Into Its pres
ent Di,uty. In the Bible train, cassia ana
hyssop and frankincense and myrru ana
spikenard and camphor and the rose fol
low the lily. Fourteen times in tbe Bible
ia tbe lily mentioned; only twice tbe rose.
Tbe rose may now have wider empire, but
the Illy reigned In tb time ot Esther, In
tbe time of Solomon, In the time of Christ.
Casar had his throne on tbe bills. Tbe lily
bad her throne In the valley. In the great
est sermon that was ever preached there
was only one flower, and that a lily. The
Bedford dreamer, John Bunyan, entered
tb house of tbe Interpreter, and waa
shown a cluster of flowers and was told to
"consider tbe 11 lie."
We may study or reject other faiences at
our option it Is so with astronomy, it Is
so with chemistry, it Is so with juris
prudence, it Is so with physiology, It is so
with geology but the science of botany
Christ commands us to study wben He
says, "Consider the lilies." Heasuretbem
from root to tip of petal, innate their
breath. Notice tbe gracefulness of tbeir
poise. Hear the wt isper of the white lips
ef the Eastern and tbe red lips cf tbe
American Illy.
Belonging to this royal family of lines
are the lily ot tb. Nile, the Japan Illy, tbe
Lady Washington of tne merras.tne uoiaen
band Illy, tbe Olant lily of Nepaul, tbe
Turk's eap lily, the African Illy from tbe
Cape ot Good Hope. All these lilies have
tbe royal blood In their veins. But I take
tbe lilies of my text tbis morning as typical
of all flowers, and tbelr voice of floral
beauty seems to address us, saying, "con
sider tbe lilies, consider the azaleas, con
sider tbe luebslas, consider the geraniums,
eonaider tbe ivies, consider tbe hyacinths,
consider the heliotropes, consider the
oleanders." With deferential and grateful
and intelligent and worshipful souls con
sider tbem. Not witn Insipid aentlmental
Ism or with aophomorio vaporing, but for
grand and practical and everyday and, If
need te, nomeiy uses, consider t nam.
Tbe nowers are tne aoeeis or tne grass.
They all have voices. When the clouds
speak, they thunder; when the whirlwinds
speak tbey scream, wb.n the eataracts
speak tney roar, dui wn.n ine nowers
speak tbey always whisper. I stand here
to interpret tneir message, wnai nave
you to say to us, O ye angels of tbe grass?
This morning I mean to discuss wbst flow
ers are good for. That is my subject,
"Wbat are flowers good for?"
I remark, in the first place, they are good
for lessons of God's providential care.
That was Christ's first thought. All these
flowers seem to address us to-day, saying,
"God will give you apparel and food." We
have no wheel with wbicb to spin, no loom
with whloh to weave, no sickle with which
to harvest, no well sweep with whloh to
draw water, out uoa kiscks our tnirsi wiiu
the dew, and Ood feels us with tbe bread
of tbe sunshine, and Ood bas appareled ua
with more than Soiomonle regality. We
are prophetesses of adequate wardrobe.
"If Ood so clothed as. the grass ot the field ,
will He not muoh more clothe you, O ye of
little faithr" Men and women of worldly
anxieties, take this message home with
yon. How long has God taken care of you?
Quarter of tbe journey of life? Half the
journey of life? Taree-qnarters tbe jour
ney of, life? Can you not trust Him thereat
of tbe way? Uod does not promise you
anything like tnat wnicn tne nomas em
peror had on his table at vast expense 500
nightingale.' tongues nut ue nas promised
to take care of you. He baa promised you
tbe necessities, not tbe luxuries bread,
not cake. If God so luxuriantly clothes
tbe grass of tbe field, will He not provide
for you, Hla living and Immortal ohlldren?
He will.
Mo wonder Mart n Luther always bad a
flower n hla writing desk for inspiration!
Through tbe cracks of the prison floor a
flower grew up to cheer Plcciola. Mango
Park, the great traveler and explorer, had
hla life saved by a flower. He tank down
in the desert to die; but, seeing a flower
near by, it suggested God's merciful care,
and be got np with new courage and
traveled on to safety. I said the flowers
are tbe angels of the grass. I add now they
are evangels ot the sky.
If you ask me tbe question. What are
flowers good tor? I respond, they are
good for tbe bridal .day. The bride must
have them on ber brow, and she must
have tbem in ber band. Tbe marriage
altar must be covered with them. A wed
ding without flowers would be as Inappro
priate aa a wedding without music. At
suohstime they are for congratulation
and prophecies of good. 80 muoh of tbe
pathway of Ufa is covered up with thorns,
w. ought to cover tbe beginning with or
ange blossoms.
Flowers are appropriate on such oc
casions, for in ninety-nine out of 100 oases
It is the very best thing that could have
happened. Tbe world may criticise and
pronounce it an inaptitude and may lift
its eyebrows in surprise ana minx it migni
suggest something better, but the God
who sees the twenty, forty, fifty years of
wedded Ufe before they have begun ar
ranges for the best. 80 tnat flowers, In
almost all eases, are appropriate for the
marriage day. The divergences of disposi
tion will become correspondences, reck
lessness will become prudence, frivolity
will be turned into practicality.
There has been many an aged widowed
soul wbo had a carefully locked bu
reau and In tbe bureau a box and in tbe
box a folded paper and in tbe folded
paper a half blown rose, slightly fragrant,
discolored, carefully pressed. She put it
there forty or fifty "years ago. On the
anniversary day of her wedding she
will go to tbe bureau, she will lift tbe
box. she will unfold tbe paper and to ber
eyes will be exposed tbe half blown bud.
and tbe memories of tbe past will rush
upon her and a tear will drop upon tbe
flower and suddenly it Is transfigured, and
there is a stir in tbe dust of the anther and
it rounds out and it Is full of life and it
begina to tremble in tbe procession up tbe
church aisle, and tbe dead music of a bait
century ago comes throbbing through the
air, and vanished faces reappear and right
nauds are joinea ana a maniy voice prom
ises, "1 will, for better or for worse," and
tbe wedding march thunders a salvo ol
joy at tbe departing crowd, but a sigh on
tbat anniversary day scatters tbe scene.
Under the deep fetched breath the altar,
tb. flowers, the congratulating groups are
scattered, and there is nothing left but a
trembling hand holding a faded rosebud,
which ia put Into tbe paper and tben into
the box and the box carefully placed in the
bureau, and with a sharp, sudden click o:
tbe lock the scene is over.
Ah, my friends, let not the prophecies ol
th. flowers on your wedding day be false
prophecies! Be blind to each other's
faults. Hake the most of each other's ex
cellences. Remember tbe vows, tbe ring
on tbe third finger ot the left hand and tbe
benediction of tbe ealla lilies.
It you ask me tbe question. What
are flowers good for? 1 answer, they
are good to honor and comfort tbe
obsequies. The worst gash vei
made Into the side ot our poor
earth Is the gash ot the grave. It is so
deep. It is so cruel.lt is so incurable, that
It needs something to cover It up. Flowers
for the casket, flowers for the hearse,
flowers for the cemetery. What a contrast
oetween a grave In a country churchyard,
with tbe fence broken down and tbe
tombstone aslant and the neighboring
cattle browsing amid tbe mullein stalks
and the Canada tblatles, and a June morn
ing In Greenwood, the wave ot roseate
bloom rolling to the top of tbe mounds
and tben breaking Into foaming crests ot
white flowers all around the billows of
dust. It ia the difference between sleeping
under rags and sleeping nnder an em-
with his chisel to go tnrougu all tuo grave
yards in Christendom, and while he carries
a chisel in one band we want old Mortality
to nave some flower seed In tbe palm of
the other hand.
"Ob," you say, "the dead don't know;
It makes no difference to tbem." I think
you are mistaken. There are not so many
steamers and trains coming to any living
elty, as there are convoys coming from '
heaven to earth, and if there be instan
taneous and constant communication be
tween this world and tbe better world, do
you not suppose your departed friends
know what you do with their bodies?
Why bad God planted "golilenrod" and
wild flowers in the forest and on the prai
rie, where no human eve ever sees them.
He planted tbem there for invisible Intelli
gences to look at and admire, and wben In
visible Intelligences come to look at tbe
wild flowers of tbe woods and thetnble
lands, will they not make excursion and
see the flowers which you lmve phinled lu
affectionate remembrance of them?
When I am dead, I would like to have a
nandful ot violets any one could pluck
tbem out of tbe grass, or some one could
lift from tbe edge of tbe pond a water Illy
nothing rarely expensive, no Insane dis
play, as sometimes at funeral rites, where
tte display takes tbe bread from tbe chil
dren's mouths and the clothes from their
backs, but something from the great de
mocracy of flowers. Rather than Imperil
catafalque of Itiihsian Czar, I ask some one
whom I may have helped by gospel sermon
or Christian deed to bring a sprig ot ar
butus or a bandful of China asters.
It was left for modern times to spell re
tpect for the departed and comfort for the
living In letters of floral gospel. Pillow
of flowers, meaning rest for the pilgrim
who has got to tbe end ot his journey. An
chor of flowers, suggesting the Christian
bope wbicb we barn as an anchor of tbe
soul, sure and steadfast. Cross of flow
ers, suggesting the tree on which our sins
were slain. If I had my way, I would cov
er up all the dreamless sleepers, whether
In golden bandied casket or pine box,
whether a king's mausoleum or potter's
field, with rudiant or aromatic arbores
cence. The Bible says, "In the midst of
tbe garden there was a sepulchre." I
wish tbat every sepulchre might be in the
midst of the garden.
If you ask me tbe question. What are
flowers good for? I answer, "For religious
symbolism." Have yoa ever studied Scrip
tural flora? Tbe Bible is an arbcretum.it
Is a divine conservatory, it is a herbarium
of exquisite beauty. If you want to illus
trate the brevity ot tne brlgntest numau
life, you will quote fronaJob. 'Muucometh
torth as a nower and is cut down. uryou
will quote from the psalmist, "As the flower
ot the Held, so be perishetb; tbe wind pas
seth over it and it is gone." Or you will
quote from Isaiah, "All flesh is grass, and
tne goodiinees tnereot is as tne nower ot
tbe field." Or you will quote from James
tbe apostle, "As the flower of tbe gross, so
be passeth away." What graphic uiDie
symbolisml
Flowers also afford mighty symbolism of
Christ, who compared Himself to the ancient
aueen, the lily, and tbe modern queen, the
rose, when He said: "I am tbe rose of
Sharon and the lily of tne valley." Kedo
lent like tbe one, bumble like the other.
Like both appropriate for the sad wbo want
sympathizers and for tbe rejoining who
want banqueters. Hovering over tbe mar
riage ceremony like a wedding bell, or
folded like a chaplet on tbe pulseless heart
of the dead. Ob, Christ, let tbe perfume
of Tby name be waftedull around the earth
lily and rose, lily and rose until the
wilderness crimson into a gardeu and the
round earth turn into one great bud of im
mortal beauty laid against tbe warm heart
of GodI Snatch down from the world's
banners eagle and lion and put on lily and
rose, lily and rose.
But, my friends, flowers have no grander
use that when on Easter morning we cele
brate the reanimation of Christ fromtfne
catacombs. Tbe flowers spell resurrection.
Tber is not a nook or roruer !n all the
building bnt Is touched with tbe Intense.
The women carried spices to the tomlkOf
Christ, and they dropped spices all arouda
about the tomb, and irom tlieso spices
have grown all the flowers of Euster morn.
Tbe two white robed angels tbat hurled tbe
stone away from the door of the tomb
hurled it with such violenco down the hill
tbat it crashed in the door of the world's
sepulcher, and millions of dead shall coma
forth.
However labyrinthine the mausoleum,
however costly the sarcophagus, however
architecturally grand tho necropolis, bow
ever beautifully parterred th.i family
grounds, we want them all broken up by
the Lord of the resurrection. The forms
tbat we laid away with our broken hearts
must rise again. Father and mother
they must come out. Husbands and wives
they must come out. Brothers and sisters
tbey must come out. Our darling chil
dren they must come out. The eyes tbat
with trembling fingers we closed must
open in the lustre of resurrection morn.
The arms that we folded in death must join
ours in embrace of reunion. The beloved
voice that was hushed must be returned.
The beloved form must come up without
its Infirmities, without its fatigues it must
come up. Oh, how long it seems for oir
of youl Waiting waiting for the resur
rection! How lone! How long! I make
for your broken hearts to-day a cool, soft
bandage of lilies. I comfort you tbis day
with the thought of resurreation.
Wben Lord Kelson was buried In St.
Paul's Catbedral in London, tbe heart of
all England was stirred. The procession
passed on amid tbe sobbing of a nation.
There were thirty trumpeters stationed at
the door of tbe cathedral with instruments
of music in band waiting for tbe signal,
and wben tbe Illustrious dead arrived at
tbe gates of fct. Paul's Cathedral these
thirty trumpeters gave one united blast,
and tben all was silent. Yet the trumpets
did not wake tbe dead. He slept rigbt on.
But I have to tell you what thirty trumpet
ers could not do for one man one trum-
Eeter will ao for all nations. The ages
ave rolled on and tbe clock of the world's
destiny strikes 9, 10. 11. 12, and time shall
be no longerl Behold the archangel hover
ing! He takes the trumpet, points, it this
way, puts its lips to bis lips, and then
blows one long, loud, terrific, thunderous,
reverberating and resurrectiouary blast!
Look, look! They rise! Tho dead, the
dead! Home coming forth from tbe fam
ily vault, some from tbe city cemetery,
some from the country graveyard. Here
a spirit Is joined to its body, and there an
other apirit is joined to another body, and
millions ot departed spirits are assorting
the bodies, and then reclothlng themselves
lu forms radiant for ascension.
The earth begins to burn, tbe bonfire ot
a great victory. All ready now for the
procession of reconstructed humanity!
Upward and away! Christ lends and all
tbe Christian dead follow, battalion after
battalion, nation after nation. Up, up!
On, onl Forward, ye ranks of Uoa Al
mighty! Lift up your heads, ye everlast
ing gates, and let tbe conquerors come lul
Kesurrectton! nesurrectioti!
And so I twist all the festal flowers of
the chapels and catuedrals of all Christen
dom into one great chain, and with that
chain I bind the Easter morning of 1H9'J
with tbe closing Easter of the world's his
tory resurrection! May the Ood of peace
that brougbt again from the dead our Lord
Jesus, that great HhepSerd o( the sheep
through the blood of the covenant make
you perfect in every good work to do II n
will!
Now comes an endless chain idea
that possesses the merit of distinct
originality. A Milwaukee preacher by
this method has nearly 20.000 persons
praying for the conversion of sinners
of that wicked city.
A fit. Paul woman who died the
other day left by will enough money to
pay taxes on certain personal property
which she had not returned to the as
sessor. A West African king is the owner
of an umbrella which measures six
yards In diameter and affords shade
for a table with thirty diners.
Church attendance in England,
early in the seventeenth century, was
enforced by law. An act of Parlia
ment Imposed a fine of one shilling
upon every adult who missed chui---.
service on Sunday.
A minister of Pulaski, Penn., has
been dismissed by his congregation be
cause he Insisted in a sermon tnat tne
rainbow existed before the flood.
Of the houses in Paris, France,
there are still 10,000 (with 200.000 inhab
itants) that use well water.
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