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B. F. SCHWEIER,
THE COHSTITUTIOn -THE UNION AIID THE EHFORCEKIEIIT OF THE LAWS.
Editor and Proprietor.
VOL. LIT I.
MIFFLINTOWN, JUNIATA COUNTY, PENN., WEDNESDAY, JUNE 28, 1899.
NO. 29.
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CHATTER XIII.
ISIois is in bis consulting room.
Pr. .1.'
whii h is
also li is surgery, comMHimiiiig
some mixture for the benefit of his pa
tients, ami thinking di'cply the while.
Jlc.rf ttian once he lias spoilt the mix
ture lie is brewing by adding wrong
quantities to it, anil had to throw the
whole mess awny. His brows ore con
tracted, and every now ami then he pusbet
his jrl isses up to his furclienil and rubs
his ej-s in a puzzled ami perplexed man
ner. :is though be would make his mental
siirht clearer.
lie is encaged in this way when Gabriels-
pushes the door oen. and, finding
her father alone, walks boldly into the
surcTy.
"You there, my bird?" says the doctor,
pcerii'i; at her above his spectacles; "why
are yu not off to your convent? It is
fast nine."
"Yes. papa: I know, but I waited to see
yon: I thought you might be coming up
Ftnirs Muam, papa; I wanted to ask you
soimthini: very particular something
about Aru'us!"
"Cnbrielle, did Angus Moray accom
pany you home from the convent yes
terday?" "lie did, papaT
"Y.'l. you must discontinue the prac
tice. You must not walk with Angus
any more from to-day. Do you under
stand me?"
"Yes. pupa! only if if "
"If what? I cannot have my daughte.
talked about beenuse she walks out with
a yoiins man who is no relation to her."
"i'fiicite iMiprez walks out with Krnest
Ilaure whenever she feels inclined," says
oi)riclIt. in a low voice.
"They are fiancees. That makes all the
difference."
"But if if " falters poor Gabrielle
atnin. "if I were fiancee to Angus,
papa "
"lal.rielle," says Dr. de Blois. walking
up ro the girl and looking her straight in
the eyes. "Y'ou will never be fiancee to
Angus Moray! Y'ou must understand that
plainly. I have let you see a great deal
of one another because you have played
together from childhood, but now that
you are growing up it must be altered. I
not have your name linked with his.
I have other views in the future for yon.
"Very good, papa!" says the poor child.
sorrowfully, as she turns away and com
mences her walk to the convent.
Meanwhile Angus is wnlkimr with
ianntv. not to so T-rrrfijteTB: aU.ateUF
rectiou of the doctors dweiung.
Dr. de Blois is still in his consulting
room as Angus taps lightly at the half-
opened door with his cane, and then.
without further preamble, steps into the
room. The young man, as he stands
there with his handsome features flush
ed by excitement, in a light gray suit
almost bridal in his dandyism and
rose in his buttonhole, makes so pleas
ant a picture that the doctor forgets for
a moment what he has to say to him, and
rec-iIN it with a bitter sigh.
"Ma v I eoine in, doctor? You are alone,
I see."
"Certainly. Angus! Y'ou are early this
morning, my boy anything unusual going
on at the oifiee?
"No; cicrything concerned with it goes
as m thlr as possible, thanks to the
character the good abbe was pleased to
give me. Y'ou have heard, have you not,
that I have been selected to lay the new
line of railway between this and the YVal
lon? It is an excellent appointment, and
will bring me in nearly double pay during
the period it will occupy. Dr. do Blois,"
impetuously continues Angus, "do not
think me presumptuous; but will you,
who have in your hands the choice of Ga
brielle's husbnnd, choose me to fill that po
sition ? She is not too young to love me
for she has told mc so."
The doctor tries to affect surprise at
this appeal, but signally fails to do so.
He is no actor, so ho only knits his brows
fiereeiv together and says:
"You have mentioned the subject, then,
to my daughter."
"Forgive me! I could not help it."
"Angus," says the doctor slowly, "I
cannot give yon rny daughter."
"You will not give me Gabrielle?" cries
Angus .Moray, in real distress.
"I cannot! There are reasons, many
and grave, which render such a marriage
impossible."
"Has it anything to do with my in
Come?" "Nothing whatever! I never coveted
riches for my child."
"Is it my character, then?"
"No. Angus. JCo one has a word to say
against that in Uriiges, or elsewhere."
"What is the mystery, then? I am
young, active and healthy, and I love her
like my life."
"1'oor boy! poor children!" says the
doctor, wiping away something very like
a tear, "I feel for you both deeply. But
I will never give you Gabrielle. I will
shut her up in a convent first."
"At least you might tell me on what
ore I 11 111 condemned."
"A
".. "SI
to g;
Main,
', gi
: your mother!"
s she know?"
ought to. If not, she cannot fail
Angus, my dear boy, do not
e .0 too much for this.. I um shock
eed and upset by it all. If. with
clear conscience toward nivseff. and
others. I could give you my daughter, 1
would do so gladly. There is no one 1
on!d soom-r embrace ns u son than your
"lf. But I owe a duty to my family,
ml to the sainted dead, which "
"Fiiougli, Ir. de ltlois!" says the young
Man. straightening himself to his full
bright. "I understand your insinuation,
though I have no notion of the cause of
It- 1 and my mother have been consid
ered good enough for you to associate
'ith and make use of when it suited
your convenience to do so; but when it
conies to a question of uniting the fami
lies l,y marriage, you profess to think us
beneath yourselves, because, I presume,
'e came to Bruges without our pedigree
in our hands, and have taken no trouble
to boast of it since. But I would have
Jon l;n..w. Ir. de Blois. Hint the name of
Monty stands ns high in its own country
perhaps a great deal higher thnn that
f Ie ISIois i Belgium. 1 feel the slight
Tou have cast upon my mother's connec
tions and my own more deeply still; and
1 shall never forgive it nor forget it to
mT nying day!"
And with this poor Angus, unable long
er to trust his voice or his eyes, rushes
abruptly from, the surgery into the open
lr. Dr. de Blois looks lifter him with
a tronbled air.
"Poor boT!" he says, regretfully.
"Heaven knows I would have spared him
if I could, but it was quite impossible.
How could I Jet him marry .her after what
1 have beard? now bring bis mother into
my family to be a daughter to my father
and mother, a sister to my sisters, a
mother to my child? It is not to be
thought of. All Bruges would rise up
in condemnation against me! No! this
is the right hand that has to be cut off,
the right eye that must be plucked out, at
whatever cost to myself or to Gabriel
I may break my heart and her own but
it shall never he said that Andre de Blots
was the one wantonly to disgrace a fam
ily of which he is already but too unwor
thy a member!"
CHAPTER XIV.
Angus' first impulse is to rush home to
his mother and tell her everything, bat
he finally decides npt to go home until
his usual hour, and passes a miserable
morning in the attempt to distract his
thoughts from Gabrielle and Dr. de Blola
and fix them upon engineering calcula
tions and accounts instead. He bad made
so certain of success in his suit.
By the time he usually breaks off olfice
work to take his luncheon, Angus has
nearly worried himself into a fever. He
has no appetite only a burning thirst up
on him, and he rushes into the first bar he
comes across to satisfy it. It happens to
be the bar of the Hotel Belgiqne. The
girl who serves him asks him if it is any
relation of bis that they have the honor
of housing at the Hotel Belgique at thnt
moment.
"I do not understand you, mademoi
selle," stammers poor Angus, whose
thoughts have been recalled by her ques
tion from something far different.
"We have n Monsieur Moray, who spells
his name like yours, upon our books at
the present," she answers. "Jacques!
"fetch me the visitors' book from the sa
lon." and opening it at the last page of
entries, she shows Angus, in all its glory,
the inscription:
"Mr. nud Mrs. William Moray,
"The I'irs, Godnlming Turk,
"Wcstborough IJoad, Brixton.
"Loudon, England."
"It Is strange," says Angus, thought
fully, "that my first name should be 'Wil
liam' like his. What is this gentleman
litre In nnwinnuv?'
file' tesfootandtdg, and with a face fiery
'"-
red, and a loud Toice. and-5"
"Stay, mademoiselle!" cries Angus
quickly. "Was the lady taken 111 while
driving yesterday?"
"She was, monsieur, but how did yon
come to hear of it? Ah! Dr. de Blois
must have told you, for be brought raa
ilatne home again, and stayed with her
name time afterward. She had swooned
with the heat I do not wonder at it. She
is as fut as monsieur, and she eats ma
foi! how she eats!"
"This is a wonderful coincidence," says
Angus. "I met these people out driving
yesterday, and when the lady had just
fainted, and it was I who directed tbem to
Dr. de Blois' house. The gentleman in
consequence asked me to call on him
here this afternoon, but I had no idea his
name was the same as mine. It is only
chance, however. I know he cannot b
any relation to me."
"Ah, well! you be advised by me, mon
sieur, and take the chance. Chance is
worth all the relations in the world. Ev
erything we get is by chance, and it is
seldom our relations give us anything.
And this English milord is rolling in
money. I know, for I have never seen
um da me wear anything but silk and satin,
and it must take as much stuff to dress
her as to clothe three ordinary sized wom
en." "It is past two. Have Monsieur and
Madame Moray lunched yet?" he in-
qn'- "'
"Y'es; their lunch was served nearly an
hour ago."
"Then will you send up my card and
ask if I enn see them?"
The young woman complies with his re
quest, and in a few minutes an answer is
returned in the affirmative.
As Angus is ushered into the private
sitting room occupied by the Morays he
perceives that the lady, by virtue of her
late illness, is reclining her portly figure
upon a grimcrack sofa, far too small for
,t-Mr. Willinm Moray Is standing by the
window, picking his teeth.
4.H gtis stands on the threshold bare
headed, and Willinm Moray cannot but
observe, with greater iorce man yester
day, the striking likeness he bears to hi
dead father.
"There is no question about nis neing
poor Jem's son, whether his mother was
married or not," he thinks to himself, ar
he turns round slowly and regards him.
"Well, nud so you've kept your appoint
ment." he commences, in the unpleasautly
unpolished tones he uses to everybody.
"Monsieur desired me to call upon him.
I should not hnve dreamt of intruding
otherwise, returns Angus, wiui a imui
of his mother's pride.
Ah, well it s the same tning. ion re
hrrethis is my wire, airs, aivruj,
tinnes the stranger, with a jerk of his
bead toward his recumbent partner.
I trust madame nas revuvcreu
her late indisposition, says Angus.
The lady does uot deign to notice the
observation of the "hactress" himp" ex
cept by a solemn nod, periormeu wau
closed eyes, but ber husband answers for
Uer.
"Yes she's better. I had a long talk
with vonr doctor yesterday. He speaks
English wonderfully well for a foreigner.
He does." replies Angus, with a deep
sigh, ns the allusion recalls the misery of
the morning. .,
"He is au old friend of yours, he tel
me." n
"A very old friend, monsieur."
"So am I. You needn't stare. I dart
say you have forgotten me. but I knew
yon fong before this Dr. de Bio.. . dd
a nice time I had of my acquaintanceship
with you, too.
"Monsieur overwhelms me
marm AnOTlS.
with sur- j
was my !
"Vour father, James ' . , j Beauty and gingei
brother, and I sent for you here itn Bparkllng. and short-mi-bt
tell you that you've no more right l Tne WeaJ , educatloi
, wr the name you uo tnuu ------
to near mlt that in 1
downstairs nas. '
than a hinfidel has to salvation P inter
poses Mrs. Moray from the sofa.
Angus thinks the portly Englishman
must be traveling for the good of his
mental health. lie does Dot understand
him. He! to be told by a stranger that
he has no right to bear the name of his
own father and mother! The man must
be mad to think of such a thing! and
Angus manages to get a chair between
them before he ventures on a reply.
"I don't know by what right yon ad
dress me in such a strain, monsieur; and
I can only imagine you must have mis
taken my identity. Every one in Bruges
knows my mother, Mrs. Moray, and my
self; and, as 1 have never even beard
your name mentioned before, you will
pardou me for requiring a little further
evidence before I believe what you tell
me on your own account. I cannot ac
cept every man as my nncle who chooses
to say he is so."
This indcendent answer stirs up all
the vials of Mr. William Moray's wrath,
as he recalls the last time his brother's
son and he were face to face, and the
disappointment which then ensued to all
his hopes of making him his heir.
"UimpudenceP exchDins. the voice from
the sofa, as the words fall from Angus'
lips.
"No, madam, not impudence, but Inde
pendence! My mother has reared me by
her own exertions solely, and taught me
to lean for support or patronage upon
no man. So that, though I should have
been glad to welcome any relation of my
dead father for his sake, I am not bound
to take an insult quietly even from his
brother. And if you are bis brother," he
continues, turning to Willie i Moray,
"how can you tell me I have no right to
hear his name?"
"Because your mother was never mar
ried to him!" says his uncle, coarsely. "If
you want the truth, you've got UP
Angus springs from bis chair every
vein in his face swollen witn excitement
- and advances with a clinched fist to
ward William Moray.
"Y'ou lieP be exclaims, closing in upor
bim.
On observing the action of young An
gus, Mrs. Moray flounders off her resting
pL-.ce with a scream and the elder man
ilms not quite like the aspect of affairs.
I le is fat and puffy, short-winded, and not
used to pugilistic ' encounters, and the
youth bearing down upon him looks dan
gerous. "What would yon do? What are you
thinking of?" be says, loudly, backing
towurd the door. "I have said nothing
but what I can prove."
"Y'ou shall prove It. then, and before
we part company to-day, or I will make
you eat your words. My mother not mar
ried to my father! Why, all the world
knows she Is Mrs. Moray, and receives
her as such!"
"All the world of Bruges, you meanP
sneers the other. "Now, look here, young
man, I don't mean to stand any bullying
on your part; so, if yon wish to hear your
own history, you'd better nnclinch your
fist and listen quietly; if not, I shall ring
the bell for the waiter to conduct yon
down stairs again P
William Moray wipes off the perspira
tion which fear has called to his brow
and addresses bis nephew from behind
the shelter of the aofs. on, which his wife
,J ! I . - i
"Young people are mostly quick to dis
believe anything they don't like," he com
mences, "but Mrs. Moray and I have
cause enough to remember the disastrous
circumstances of your birth and your
father's deathP
"Cause henough hindeedP comes from
the sofa.
"However, your mother will be the best
referee regarding the truth of any state
ment I may make to you. If you doubt
any part of the story, ask your mother!"
"Ask your mother!" the same words
Dr. de Blois bad used to him in the morn
ing. (To be continued.)
BANQUETS OF A FRAUD BANKER.
ftcr AaaaalnaT Europe by Ilia Kxtrav
igMCC) M. Hope Dies in Poverty.
Princess De Sagan of Paris, with
whom her husband, the prince, recently
renewed relations after a long separa
tion, occupies a house with a history,
though a new one. It was built by
Hope, the banker, out of a part of the
profits he realized in helping the Gov
ernment of Louis XVIII. to pay off the
war Indemnity which the invaders of
France demanded in 1813. Hope had
united his destiny with that of a beau
tiful Arlesienae, who became by her
second marriage Mme. Rapp. To draw
company to her house to entertain ber
be gave Lucullian banquets. His chef
was the first to cook canvas-back ducks
In Paris. They were brought over alive
In tanks from Maryland to Havre, and
fed on the way with wild celery and
othe rvictuals they liked. At a ball
that he gave one winter there were 30,
000 francs' worth of forced strawber
ries. He refused to say whether they
came from Ferplguan or the Riviera.
Somebody said to Baron James Roths
child: "It is now your turn to trump Hope."
"I can't afford such Lucullian
freaks," said the baron.
Hope, however, was cheeseparing
about small expenses. He one day
found an error in his club accounts of
2 francs, and went back to claim the
money. The cast-off bouse linen was
always sent to the auction mart and
Hope went himself to look after the
sale. He died in relative poverty, and
his house was sold for a fifth of what It
cost to the army contractor, Selliere,
father of the present Princesse De Sa
an. London Dailr News.
Lying and stealing are two cardinal
sins.
Faith has more victories than ambi
tion ever had.
There is fully as much pleasure in
economy as profit.
Obituary notices, to be very fine,
should not be too true.
A woman never really loves the man
she can govern.
"A merry heart doeth good like medi
cine." and cheerful disposition and a
smiling face are Dut tne saioguaras
airainst the effects of advancing years.
To be suspicious leads to jealousy
and envy and to uncharltauiuness,
breaking friendship, destroying affec
tion, embittering all social relations
and rendering life itself an intolerable
burden.
All that is good grows by being
brought Into light, while, that which
is evil, if consigned to darkness aud
silence, will perish of itself.
Life is only so far valuable as It serves
for the religious education of the heart
A propensity to hope and Joy is real
riches; one to fear and sorrow Is real
poverty.
To become capable, you must culti
vate your mind; if you would be loved
you must cultivate your heart.
K Hi K"1 VV uc ww
lived.
education would be to al-
,,ow eacn cniiu fy" .
for Its own par-
;Tia7 bent while at the
same time
'setting our example before him.
FIGHT "WITH SPIDEES
ATTACKED BY AN ARMY OF
TARANTULAS
wo Stowaways la the Hold of o.
BoaoJM-Corrylsis Vaoaol from Bav
sua Have a Battle for Their Livea
Kescsad Jut la Tlaaa,
Joseph Mabry, of St Louis, tens tie
most remarkable tarantula story that
has come to light for several months.
Mabry has papers to show that he was
a member of a Georgia company dar
ing the Spanish war, and that he was
In Cuba. If only one other man in the
world were living, and lived in Ha
vana, Mabry says, he would die before
going to see him. He is now In Den!
son, Texas. Speaking to a newspaper
man of that town, he said:
"My home is in St. Louis. Last win
ter I left home and came south, pass
ing through Texas and finally going to
Georgia. I worked wherever I could
get employment, that being my mission
down this way. I was out of wkrk In
St Louis and was discouraged there.
In Georgia I got work for a while, but
In the spring my employment gave
ont Companies were being organised
to go to the war and I offered myself
as a volunteer. I Joined a company of
Georgia volunteers and went off to
amp. We did not get to the front,
and after the protocol was signed I
and a fiiend of mine decided we would
get out of the service. My friend was
from Kentucky. I was a machinist
and my friend a stenographer. We
(Ict Med thnt if we could get over to
Havana, we would probably be able to
get in on the ground floor. We ap
plied to a Congressman who was a
(rieud to ray friend, aud our discharges
finally came and we went to the coast,
t iklug a bout for Havana. We wore
our artny uniforms, not thinking that
they would make any difference after
we were discharged, but they did. Our
tlcsiie to save money and not buy any
L-itizen clothing got us Into serious
trouble.
"As soon as we reached navana we
were told that we must leave. We
were laboring under a grave mistake,
thinking that the United States had
nome authority there in the fall before
the pence treaty was signed. We were
put under a guard and ordered to leave
on the first boat as our presence in
Havana might be dangerous to the
pence and safety of the community.
.V" v. e could do was to wait our time.
A British boat touched at Havana,
bound for New Orleans with a load of
tropical fruit We tried to get passage
on the boat and were refused point
blank, as the boat did not carry passen
gers. Onr guards gave us to under
stand, as we thought that we must
leave or go to JaU. -We decided to"
inn;' "defore. me upat sailed we man-
iged to slip aboard by bribing a couple
of sailors. We were told that we could
illmb Into the bins where bananas were
stored and that the sail would be a
short one to New Orleans. The sailor
promised to smuggle food to us on the
journey and they fastened us up In the
bins of bananas, closing tbe hatchway.
We bad not bad any sleep for forty
right hours and were dead on our feet
We turned In on a pile of straw and
slept soundly until nearly morning of
the following day, when I was awak
ened by my friend calling to me.
" 'What is that?' I heard him ask.
"Tbe light was very dim and I could
barely see tbe outline of his form near
me.
" 'I don't see anything,' I replied.
" 'I thought you were tickling me
with a bundle of straw,' said he.
"'I did not woken till you called to
me,' was my reply.
" 'I guess it wns a rat' said he, and
we both dozed off.
"Shortly I wns awakened by a shriek
from my friend. He bad Jumped up
and was staring at a black, fuzzy ob
ject In the straw. I recognized it at
once as a tarantula. The light was not
good, but that much was plain. Soon
it was Joined by another and another,
and in a few hours It looked like we
wore surrounded with tarantulas. The
big spiders regarded us as Impostors,
for they seemed bent on attacking us.
We stamped them, killing many, and
fought tbem with all our might
"Did you ever see an angry taran
tula? If you never did, don't go look
ing for one. and if you find one, don't
look for a hundred. I suppose it Is no
exaggeration to say that we were faced
by a hundred of these angry Insects.
They spring like rats or frogs, and all
of a sudden a black object would come
whirling through tbe air, and in nine
cases out of ten it would strike some
unguarded spot and Inject Its venom. I
wns bitten In half a dozen places on
the face, and as many more on the
bands and arms, and the Insects would
crawl up the legs of our pantaloons to
bite us. Both of us were horribly bit
ten all over our persons. The fight
with the Insects lasted all day long,
and, though we were both strong,
sound men when we went on tbe boat
by evening we were altsost too ex
hausted to stand up. We called fot
help, shrieked, yelled and cried, but no
help came.- We were faint for want of
food and dying from thirst It was a
day of horrors for both of us. Our
wounds were swelling and our throats
were parching for water. After con
tinuing to fight the tarantulas and
shrieking for help, we finally attract
ed attention and some of the sailors
came to our rescue. Whether it was
the sailors we bribed who came to us
or whether it was someone attracted
by our cries I don't know. I was then
in .delirium and my eyes were swollen
closed." Cleveland Plain Dealer.
Riley's Jokes on Halfbrd.
J. Whltcomb Riley did his first liter
ary work. In tbe early 70s, for the In
dianapolis Journal, under an assumed
name. The first pay be ever recetrad
for a poem was a suit of eiotbea fkwaa
the late George Harding, of tbe Indian
apolis Herald. About 1876 RHey went
East and was welcomed by Holm,
Whlttler and Longellow. The New
England newspapers made much of his
visit and when be returned be was a
hero.
"I can remember," said an old Jour
nal man tbe other day. "when RUr,
wlth his stuootn, boyish tee, slender
figure, clad In sacerdotal gsrb, used to
come around the office anA sit on my
desk and dash off nonsense verses la
that same copper-plate, microscopic,
handwriting that he uses to-day. 'Lige
Halford. now a major in the United
States army and President Harrison's
private secretary, was the editor, and
It used to be Blley's chief delight to
submit some of his most meaningless
Jingles to Halford for the editorial
page. The Major, who never had the
slightest sense of humor, spent many a
weary hour trying to comprehend
tbem.
- " 'You'd better draw a diagram to go
with this,' he would say. Then a about
of laughter from the boys would show
him that there was a Joke loose some
where, and he would retire Into his
office to avoid it" Saturday Evening
Tost
!rrlE
I r' r'-r'-' --r
. When the planet Mars Is nearest tbe
earth it is 80,000.000 miles away.
' An Italian Inventor has Invented a
, boat with steel fins, which is propelled
I solely by the motion of tbe sea water
It goes best in rough weather.
I 1 Sufferers from neuralgia are warned
by a medical writer not to drink tea.
but to partake freely of coffee Into
which the juice of a lemon has beer
squeezed.
It Is probably net a matter of general
knowledge that all the varieties of
gapes cultivated In the vineyards ol
feurope and Asia have sprung from but
one recognized pedes, whose cultiva
tion began la the Bast; while, on the
other hand, there are twenty or thirty
native species of grapes In this country,
and the 800 domestic varieties have
been produced by American cultivators,
from Hie commingling of several of the
native species.
!At a recent meeting of the LI mien n
Society in London specimens of a new
oil producing plant from Venezuela
were exhibited. The oil resembles that
of sandalwood, and Is already known
la commerce, but the plant has hitherto
remained nndescribed. It proves to be
a new genus of the rue family, to which
the common prickly ash belongs, and
It has been named Schinimelia. after a
German botanist Who first distilled the
aromatic oil from. Its wood.
5 The Instinct of animals Is sometlmet
supposed to be more Infallible than hu
man reason, but A. II. Verrlll's observa
tions of the katydid rather contradict
that opinion. The katydid, with Its mo-sk-at
membranes, produces two distinct
ongs," one peculiar to the night and
4wm7.-A ZT 'Z .
time tone, which is rather a rasp than
a melody. "But" says Mr. Verrlll, "It
Is sometimes quite comical to hear the
singers suddenly change their tune!
when a dark cloud obscures the sun,
immediately resuming their daytime
song when it has passed." This recalls
the hens that go to roost during a solar
eclipse.
A recent meeting of the Biological
Society In Washington was devoted to 1 The damages whlcb a florist may re
the great Dismal Swamp, and the fact 'cover for injury to plants by escaping
was brought out that at present tbe
area of the swamp is slowly sinking,
nud Lake Drummond, in Its center. Is
growing larger. Similar changes have
occurred In tbe past periods of eleva
tion asd subsidence gradually succeed
ing one another. Tbe average elevation
above sea level Is -so slight that natural
drainage Is Insufficient to remove tbe
rainfall. The swamp Is a kind of fron
tier station where northern and south
ern plants meet, many northern species
having their southern limit here, and
several southern types their most
northerly abiding place. It contains
many birds and mammals which show
distinct characters.
Stand TJp W h " n Trying on Shoea,
"People would find less dlfflcu!ty wl:b
ready-made shoes," said tbe experi
enced salesman, "If they would stand
up to fit them on instead of sitting
down. Nine persons out of ten, par
ticularly women, want a comfortable
chair while they are fitting a shoe, and
It is with tbe greatest difficulty you
can get them to stand for a few min
utes, even after the shoe Is fitted. Then,
when they begin walking about they
wonder why tbe shoes are not so com
fortable as they were at first trial. A
woman's foot Is considerably smaller
when she sits in a chair than when she
walks about Exercise brings a larger
quantity of blood Into the feet and thi y
well appreciably. The muscles also
require certain space. In buying shoer
this fact should be borne In mind."
Growth of Trees.
The elm tree is full grown at the age
f 150, ash at 100, and the oak at 200
years. The growth of an elm is about
2 feet per annum; that of an oak les;.
than one foot
General Tracy's First Cigar.
General Benjamin F. Tracy, formei
Secretary of the Navy, and associate
of General Benjamin Harrison in rep
resenting this government In the mat
ter of the Venezuelan boundary dis
pute, finds his keenest enjoyment in
smoking. During his recent voyage to
Paris he passed a good deal of his
time in the smoking-room of tbe steam
er. But the
general was nearly 50
years oia oeiore ne acquirea tne taste .
tor looacco. rrevious to tnat time
smoking made him 1IL
During the early "70s he - was en
gaged as counsel In a celebrated case,
and was compelled to devote not only -the
day but the greater part of the
night to his task. Once when be was
thoroughly fagged out an associate
suggested that A cigar with his coffee
might have a soothing effect General .
Tracy succumbed to the temptation. I
and before be was aware of it had fin
ished bis third cigar. They seemed to
quiet his nerves, and be was able to
work over his papers the whole of that
night Since that time, perhaps ont of ,
gratitude for tbe effect of those three
cigars. General Tracy has been
smoker. Philadelphia Post
Cramps shipyards at Philadelphia
low employ 6,000 men.
American exports of manufactured
foods now average $1,000,000 a day.
Tbe dally shipments of oil from the
Indiana field amount to 36.1U barrels,
ind the ran from the . wells, 9,304
barrels.
Preparations for tbe erection of th
;15.000.000 steel plant which is to be
located at Stony Point near Buffalo,
N Y., are In active progress.
The recent advance In wages, equlv
Uent to about 20 per cent, enables the
rtreet car men of Pittsburg, Pa-, to now
(am $2.60 a day of twelve hours.
During the month of April the Atncr
can Federation of Labor issued thirty
three charters aside from the charters
Issued by Its affiliated national unions.
Tbe printers in the government print
ing office at Washington will receive
in Increase in wages of 10 cents per
hour, the Increase to begin with the
text fiscal year.
During tbe first week of May ovet
000 new members were added to the
Tobacco Workers' National Union.
One union tobacco firm in Brooklyn.
S. Y used 2,000,000 blue labels in tbe
nonth of April.
Tbe largest tin plate factory in the
world, the Shenango mill at New Cas
tle, ra., is to be operated in its entirety
by electricity as soon as the necessary
machinery can be installed. The mo
tors will be used in all parts of the
llant
J. R Sovereign, ex-grand master
workman of the Knights of Labor, now
publishing a labor paper in Idaho, was
refused a seat as delegate from a
"worklngmen's union" of Gem, Idaho,
it the session of the Western Federa
tion of Labor at Salt Lake City.
Contracts have been awarded to a
Pennsylvania firm for the construction
if six steel bridges on the line of the
rranssiberian railway making In nil
eighteen bridges which this company
has undertaken for tbe same project.
At Schwelnfnrt, Bavaria, is one of
the largest of the world's manufac
tories for bicycle ball bearings. Tbe
two factories there, belonging to one
Inn, turn out annually 2,000,000 gross
f thee little steel balls, and employ
100 men. working for a day of tee
Hours' duration.
LAW AS INTERPRETED.
Tbe presence of all the directors of a
corporation at a special meeting Is held,
la Troy Mining Company vs. White
Id-UXiiLBrl. 6481 to make We
failure to give proper notice of the
meeting Immaterial, although tbe stat
ute requiring notice Is mandatory.
The statutory lien of a corporation
upon Its stock for the debt of a stock
holder is held, in Aldlne Manufacturing
Company vs. Phillips (Mich.). 42 L. R,
A. 531, tc be one which cannot be fore-
I closed In equity unless the remedy by
' ludgment and execution is Inadequate.
gas are held, In Dow vs. Winnipesau
kec Gas and Electric Company (N. II.),
42 L. R. A. 669, not to Include any in
Jury to his business reputation on ac
count of sales of damaged plants, as
that is conjectural and too remote to
be allowable.
The conversion of a public highway
Into a pleasure driveway, from which
loaded vehicles are excluded, is held.
In Cicero Lumber Company vs. Cicero
(111.). 42 L. R. A. 696, to be within tbe
power of the municipal authorities and
not to constitute a taking of property
without due process of law or for pub
He use without compensation.
For tbe death by exposure of an In
toxlcated passenger who was carried
past his station and put off against his
wishes at the next station and then
driven out of the depot bite at night
when the weather was stormy and
dangerously cold. It la held, in Haug
vs. Great Northern Railway Company
(N. D.). 42 L. R. A. 664, that the rail
road company la liable In damages.
Describing lands as "lying on the
jouth side" of a non-navigable river,
which is also named as a boundary. Is
held, in Hanlon vs. Hobeoq (Col.), 42
Jj. R. A. 602, to convey land to the cen
ter of the river. Tbe question of the
effect of bounding a grant on river or
tide water hi discussed, with a careful
analysis of the decisions, hi a note tc
this
Telephones to Hospital Beds,
Telephones are to be placed In the
wards of one of tbe Parts hospitals
within reach of the bed-ridden pa
tients, so as to enable them to com
municate with their friends outside.
There will also be an arrangement
whereby the telephones may be . itch
ed on to a wire connected with a con
cert hall, so that the performance may
he enjoyed by the Invalids.
Gettiag Rid or a Bpllnter.
When a splinter has been driven
leeply into the hand It can be extract
si by steam. Nearly fill a wide-mouth-d
bottle with very hot water, place
the injured part over the mouth and
press it slightly. The suction thus
produced will draw the flesh down,
and In a minute or two the steam will
txtract splinter and inflammation to-
etber.
Harshly expressed: "I am deter
mined to preserve the honor of the
French army," shouted the man whe
had been figuring prominently In the
ureyrus case. iou re aaing worse
than that answered the blunt Ameri
can soldier; "you're embalming it"
Washlngton Star.
The Mistress Mary, don't let me
latch yon kissing tbat butler again,
rhe Maid Lor, mum, I don't mean to,
rat you do bob aroun' sol Kansas City
independent
When a man la noted aa a bore, other
men try to got by bUa without being
SERB 1 DAY.
Preached by Rev. Dr. Talmage.
Copy-right, LooU Klopsch, 1899.
BaVJect: Art a Mighty Acaacy Far th Bal
vatlra at Mankind Fletnrm Potent
Vor 3od or Kvil aa tha MabJeeU Ar
Good ar Bad PrmlM For Onr Artist.
- (Copyright. Loni Klopaeh. 1S9.
Wabbixqtos, D. C Dr. Talmage shows
In this discourse how art may become one
of the mightiest agencies for the elevation
and salvation of the human race. Tbe
text Is Isaiah II., 12. 16, "The day of th
Lord of Hosts shall be upon ali
pleasant pictures."
Pictures are by some relegated to the
realm ot tbe trivial, accidental, sentimen
tal or worldly, but my text shows that God
scrutinises pictures, and whether tbey are
good or bad, whether used for right or
wrong purposes, is a matter of dlvlno ob
servation and arraignment. Tbe divine
mission of pictures is my subject That the
artist's pencil and tbe engraver's knife
have sometimes been made subject to tbe
kingdom of the bad Is frankly admitted.
After the ashes and scoria were removed
from Bereulaneum and Pompeii the walls
of those cities discovered to the explorers
a degradation In art which cannot be ex
aggerated. Satan and all his Imps have
always wanted the fingering of tbe easel;
tbey would rather have possession ot that
than the art of printing, for types are not
so potent and quick for evil as pictures.
The powers of darkness think they have
gauied a triumph, and they have, when in
some respectable parlor or public art gal
lery tbey can hang a canvas embarrassing
to tbe good but fascinating to the evil.
It Is not In a spirit of prudery, but baoked
up by God's eternal truth, when I say that
you have no right to bang in your art
rooms or your dwelling houses tbat which
would be offensive to good people It tbe
figures pictured were alive in your parlor
and tbe guests ot your household. A pic
ture that yon have to bang In a somewhat
secluded place, or that in a public ball vou
eannot with a group of friends deliberately
stand before and discuss, ought to have a
knife stabbed into It at tbe top and cut
clear through to the bottom, and a stout
finger thrust In on the right side, ripping
elear through to the left. Pliny the eldei
lost his life by going near enough to sec
the inside ot Vesuvius, and tbe farther you
ean stand off from tbe burning crater ol
sin the better. Never till the books of the
last day are opened shall we know what
has been tha dire harvest of evil pictorials
and unbecoming art Rnlleries. Despoil a
man's Imagination and be becomes a mere
carcass. The show window of English
and American cities, in whlcb tbe low thea
tres have soiretfmrs hunp long lines of
brazen actors and Actresses in style insult
ing to all propriety, have made a broad
path to death for multitudes of people. But
so have ail the other arts been at times sub
orned of evil. How has music been be
draggled? Is there any place so low down
in dissoluteness tbat into it has not been
carried David's barp, and Handel's organ,
and Gottscbalk's piano, and Ole Bull's vio
lin? and tbe flute, which though named
after so Insignificant athingasthe Sicilian
eel, which has seven spots on the side like
flute holes, yet for thousands of years has
had an exalted mission? Architecture, born
in the heait of Him who made the worlds,
under Its arches and across its floors, what
bacchanalian revelries have been enacted!
It is not against any of these arts that they
have been so led Into captivity!
What a poor world this would be if It
wmo not for what my text calls "pleas-ant
pletural" I refer to your memory and
mine when Iask if yonrknowledge of tbe
augmented by tha wooacuts or engravings
in the old family Bible which father and
mother rnad out of and laid on the table in
the old homestead when you were boys
and girls. The Bible scenes which we all
carry in our minds were not gotten from
the Bible typology, but from tbe Bible pic
tures. To prove the truth of it in my own
case, the other day 1 took up tbe old family
Bible which I Inherited. Sure enough,
what I have carried in my mind of Jacob's
ladder was exaetly tbe Bible engraving of
Jacob's ladder, and so with Samson carry
ing off the gates of Gaza, Elisha restoring
tbeShunammite's son, the massacre of tbe
Innocents. Cbrlst blessing little children,
the crucifixion and the last judgment. M 1
gravtngs which I scanned before I could
read a word. That is true with nine-tenths
of you. If I could swing open the door of
your foreheads, I would find that you sre
walking picture galleries. The great in
telligence abroad about the Bible did not
oonie from tbe general reading ot tbe book,
for tbe majority of the people read it but
little, if they read it at nil; but all tha
sacred scenes have been put before the
great masses, and not printer's Ink, bnt the
pictorial art, must have tbe credit of the
achievement. First, painter's pencil for
the favored few, and even engraver's plate
or woodcut for millions on millions!
What overwhelming commentary on tbe
Bible, what re-enlorcements for patri
arch's, prophets, apostles and Christ,
what distribution of Scriptural knowledge
of all nations, in the paintings and engrav
ings therefrom of Holman Hunt's "Curist
In tbe Temple," Paul Veronese's '-Magdalen
Washing tbe Feet of Christ," Ra-
6hael's "Michael the Archangel," Albert
urer's "Dragon of the Apocalypse."
Michael Angelo's "Plague or the Fiery
Serpents," Tintoretto's "Flight Into
Egypt," Bubens's "Descent From the
Cross' Leonardo Da Vinci's "Last Sup
per," Claude's "Queen of Sheba," Bellini's
(Mulnnil,n . . Milan Dm. rrna'm 'T .. .
Judgment," and hundreds of miles of pic
tures, II tbey were put in line, illustrating,
displaying, dramatizing. Irradiating Bible
trutbsuntil the Scriptures are not to-day
so much on paper as on canvas, not so
mucn in ink as in all the colors of the
spectrum. In 1833, forth from Strassburg,
Germany, there came a child tbat was to
eclipse in speed and boldness anything and
everything that the world had ever seen
since tbe first color appeared on tbe sky at
the creation, Paul GustaveDore. At eleven
years ot age be published marvelous
lithographs of bis own. Saying noth
ing ot what be did for Milton's
"Paradise Lost," emblazoning it on the :.t
tention of the world, be takes up thu book
of books, tbe monarch of literature, the
Bible, and In his pictures, "The Creation of
i.lgtil." "The Trial ot Abraham's Faith,"
"The Burial of Sarah," "Joseph Sold by
His Brethren," "The Brazen Serpent,"
"Boos and Butb," "David and Goliath."
"The Trnnsflgnratlon," "The Marriage In
Cana," "Babylon Fallen" and 205 Scrip
tural scenes in nil, with a boldness and a
grasp and almost supernatural a Hiatus thnt
make the heart throb and tbe brain reel
and the tears start and the cheeks blanch
and the entire nature quake with tbe tre
mendous things of God and eternity and
the dead. I actually staggered down the
steps of the London Art Gallery under the
power of Dore's "Christ Leaving the Pran
torium." Profess you to be a Christ 'an
man or woman and see no divine mission
In art and acknowledge you no obligatiot
either In thanks to God or man?
It Is no more the word of God when pal
before us in printer's ink than by skillful
laying on of colors or designs on raetnl
through Incision or corrosion. What a
lesson in morals was presented by Hogarth,
the painter, in bis two pictures, "The
Bake's Progress" and "The Miser's Feast,"
and by Thomas Cole's engravings of the
"Voyage of Human Lire" aud the "Course
of Empire," and Turner's "Slave Ship."
God In art! Christ in art! Patriarchs,
prophets and apostles in art! Angels ii
art I Heaven In art!
Tbe world and the church ought to come
to tbe higher appreciation of the divine
mission of pictures, yet tbe authors ol
them have generally been left to semi
starvation. West, the great painter, toiled
in unappreclation till, being a great skater,
while on tbe Ice he formed the acquaint
ance of General Howe, of the English army,
who. through coming to admire West as a
K nur .karar o-r. 1 . 1 1 . n '
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elate as much tbat which be accomplished .
by bis band as by his beel. Poussin, the ;
mighty painter, was pursued and bad i
nothing with which to defend himself I
I against the mob but the artist's portfolio.
h W-l hi- t.. . I ar.... I
atone, hn.-l.vl .f him Th- .iZ f I
Richard Wilson, of Engbwd,wore .sold for
fabulous sums ot money arter Ms death,
but the living painter was glad to get for
his "Alcyone" a piece of Stilton cheese.
From 1640 to 1643 there were 4600 pictures
willfully destroyed. In the reign of Queen
Elizabeth it was the habit of some people
to spend much of their time In knock
Ing pictures to pieces. In the reign of
Charles I. it was ordered by par
liament that all pictures of Christ be
burned. Painters were so badly treated
and humiliated In the beginning of tbe
eighteenth century that they were lowered
elear down out of the sublimity of their
art and obliged to give accounts of what
they did with their colors. The oldest
picture in England, a portrait ot Chaucer,
though now of great value, was picked out
of a lumber garret. Great were the trials
ot Quentin Hatsys, who toiled on from
blacksmith's anvil till, as a painter, be won
wide recognition. The first missionaries to
Mexico made the fatal mistake of destroy
ing ptotures, for tbe loss of which art and
religion must ever lament. But why go so
far back when In this year of our Lord to
be a painter, except in rare occasions,
means poverty and neglect, poorly fed.
poorly clad, poorly boused, because poorly
appreciated?
When I bear a man is a painter, I have
two feelings one of admiration for tha
greatness ot bis soul and tbe other of com
miseration for the needs of his bod v. But
so It bas been In all departments of nobla
work. Some ot the mightiest have been
hardly bestead. Oliver Goldsmith bad
such a big patch on tbe coat over bis left
breast tbat when be went anywhere be
kept his hat In hi hand closely pressed
over tbe patch. The world renownei
Bishop Aabury had a salary of tS4 a year.
Painters are not the only ones who have
endured the lack of appreciation. Let
men of wealth take under their patronage
the suffering men of art. They lift no
complaint: tbey make no strike for higher
wages. Bat with a keenness of nervous
organization which almost always charac
terizes genius these artists suffer -.ore
than any one but Hod can realize. There
needs be a concerted effort for the suffer
ing artists of America, not sentimental
discourse a'iont what we owe to artists.
but contracts tbat will give tin ra a l.veli
bood; for 1 am in full sympathy with tbe
Christian farmer who was very busy
gathering his fall apples, and some one
asked him to pray for a poor family, tbe
tamer ot wnom naa Droicen his leg, and
the busy farmer said: "1 cannot stop now
to pray, but you can go down into tbe
cellar and get some corned beef and butter
and eggs aad potatoes. Tbat is ail loin
do now."
Artists may wish for our praye-s, bui
they also want practical help from men
who can give them work. Vou have heard
scores of sermons for all other kinds ot
suffering men and women, but we heed
sermons that make pleas for the u (Turin;;
men and women of American art. Their
work is more true to nature and life than
soma of tbe masterpieces thut have he
come immortal on the other side of the
sea, but it is the fashion of Americans to
mention foreign artists and to know little
or nothing about our own Copley and Alls
ton and Inman and Greenougii nnd Ken
sett. Let the affluent fling out ot their
windows and Into the backyard valueless
daubs on canvas and call in these splendid
but unrewarded men ami tell them to
adorn your walls, not only with that which
shall please the taste, bat enlarge the
minds and Improve tbe morals and save
the souls of those who gaze upon tbem. All
American cities need great galleries of art,
not only open annually tor a few days ou
exhibition, but which shall stand open all
the year round, aud from early morning
ntll 10 o'clock at night and free to all who
would come and go.
What a preparation for the wear and
tear of the day a five minutes' look in tbo
morning at some picture that will open a
door Into so are larger realm than tbat in
which our population dally drudge! Or
what a good thing the half hour of artistic
PfciluiSfjri? Wy Bom ,n ,h vea
1 ton front a r . TpJiftft iVirii. 'bii.njnds racn
peratlon for mind and soul as we.. .-I
body! Who will do for tbe city where you
live whac W. W. Corcoran did for Wash
ington aud what others have done for
Boston and Philadelphia and New York?
Hen of wealth, if you are too modest to
build and endow such a place during your
lifetime, why not go to your iron safe ami
take out your last will and te-tament and
make a codicil that shall build for the city
of your residence a throne for American
art? Take some of tbat money that
would otherwise spoil vour children
and build an art gallery that shall associate
your name forever, not only with great
masters of painting who are gone, but with
tne great masters who are trying to live,
and also win the admiration and love ot
tens of thousands of people who, unable to
have fine pictures of their own, would be
advantaged. By your benefactions build
your own monuments and not leave it to
the whims ot others. Some of the best peo
ple sleeping in Greenwood have no monu
ments at all, or some crumbling stones that
In a few years will let the rain wash out
name and epitaph, wbilo some men whose
death was the abatement of a nuisance have
a pile of Aberdeen granite high enough for
a King ana euiogium enough to embarrass
a seraph.
Ob, man of large wealth, instead ot
leaving to the whim of others your monu
mental commemoration and epitaphol
ogy, to be looked at when people are going
to and fro at the burial ot others, build
right down in the heart of our great city,
or the city where you live, an Immense
free reading room or a free musical con
servatory or a free art gallery, tbe niches
for sculpture abloom with tbe rise and fall
of nations and lessons of courage for tbe
disheartened and rest for tbe weary nd
life for tbe dead, and 150 years from now
you will be wielding influences in this
world for good. How much better than
white marble, that chills you It you put
your band on it when you touch it in the
cemetery, would be a monument In colors.
In beaming eyes, in living possession, in
splendors which under the chandelier
would be glowing and warm and
looked at by strolling groups with cata
logue in hand, on the January night when
the necropolis where tha body sleeps is all
snowed under! The tower of David was
bung with 1000 dented shields ot battle,
but you, oh man of wealth, may have a
grander tower named after you. one tbat
shall be hung not with the symbols of car
nage, but with the victories of tbat art
which was so long ago recognized in my
text as "pleasant pictures." Oh, tbe power
ot pictures! I cannot deride, as some have
done. Cardinal Mazarin, who, when told
tbat be must die, took his last walk
through tbe art gallery of his palace, say
ing: "Must I quit all this? Look at tbat
Titian! Look at that Correggio! Look at
that deluge of Caraccii Farewell, dear
pictures!"
As the day of the Lord of Hosts, accord
ing to this text, will scrutinize the pic
tures, I implore all parents to see that ia
their households they have neither in book
nor newspaper nor on canvas anything
that will deprave. Pictures are no longer
the exclusive possession of the affluent.
There is not a respectable home in these
cities tbat bas not specimens of woodcut
or steel engraving. If not of painting, and
your wbole family will feel the moral up
lifting or depression.
Useful Hints.
Cinders, if saved and wetted with a
little water, make a very hot fire for
ironing days.
Mildew may be removed by dipping
the articles in sour buttermilk and lay
ing them in the sun to dry.
Never throw away beef marrow;
it, and let it be chopped with
when making a boiled pudding.
save
suet
Worm-Eaten Wood. Wash the
woodwork with a strong solution of
carbolic acid; apply liberally with a
brush.
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to prevent iiimikh 111 m
Kin i.nmt nr hwi.mitu? too brown, a
basin or pie-dish of water should be
put on the lower shelf, so that the
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