VOL. xxv. CREAT SALE TO QUIT THE BUSINESS All Our Immense Stock of MILLINERY, Consisting of all the new thing in Hats, Bonnets, Flowers, Feathers, Tips, Flumes, Ornaments, Silks, "V elvets. Plushes, Ribbons, Satins, and everything comprised in a first class MILLINERY STOCK. We intend to close oat all the above goods bv July Ist and will sell them at prices that will enable us to do so. Remem ber you have a full line 'of new goods to select from. Also the greatest bargains ever offered in Dry Goods and Carpets^ RITTER & RALSTON'S. - SPECIAL New York Hat that combines -tfCsfIJTT ■] ,\ ail the good points of sevtral acceptable "if Y~\ o»es. Designed to suit all faces, It Is ! becoming to everyone. r* charming new spring colore. Sage Green, Gobe lln. c: olden Browns. Boreal and Electric. It admits of each seems an Improvement last. Our cut shows trimmed In of the many ways It comes from our experienced designers. These bats arc going so fast that would be oest to come Immediately Its many styles and trimmings. Wo have a very large _ stock Just now but when a tli.ng catches the eve and fancy public as It has, bound to go. Hc-member our baigalns cannot la r ' vu ' v,;; ' ks ' *" We've opened, this week, over a hundred dlf ferent shapes, with all the new trimmings, dl rect from tlie largest house in America. Among There seems to lie an impression that because "TK £ UK ATCH LESS." we are patronized by the fashionable people,we rioal a. ':«• a).v effort 10 care for those whose pocket books are limit .*l. This I a great »><*•**. Wkile l» 1 £ obliged.' y having the custom ot the lashlonabl- women, to make special efforts to pro- i' VYoaieus' and Childrens'. SUpfv s, very easy and comfortable, cheap, our full line fine Slippers is not iii yet, is n little early, will tell you about them later on. Misses' and 1 iiildrenfr' fine Shoes in Spring heel aud heel, in Kill Goat and St. Goat. high tops Misses' Kid SI.OO aud upwards, li Childrens T>o cents and l;»,extra fine Shoes for Ladies that wear small sizes 1 to 2,Shoes for Bab\.'.s 2.j cents and up. .Mens' fine shoes very fine style SI 00, 1 25, 1 50 to $2 00, extra fine Calf Shoes $2 00 to 3.75. Kangaroo, one of the most popular Shoes of the day in McKay I).iy sewed aud ilaud sewed iu au endless variety of styles end prices. All those iu Button Hals, or Con?, all widths tip narrow toe or full plain te, we show the beat and finest shoe at 1 1.50, 2 00, 2.50 3 00 in Butler Boys" and Youths' in Calf, Veal, Calf-grain in regular and extra high tops, tew goods , seamless at $1 50 to 200 and 2 25. I'low shoes. Bals, and C< np. Boys Button 15 1 25. Mens' I'low Shoe?, lace and Brogans. Hob Nailed at SO to $1 50. Calf Boots SI.OO to $3 00. Leather and Findings, large stock We do all kinds repairing, we use the best lines in tbe market in Boots «fc Shoes, we have positive proof of this in their excellent wearing qualities,aud still better some of our little competitors have lately been making every effert to get same line of Shoes and have so far failed. We control all the lines we use for this town. Come and see us, will save you money. No trouble to show our goods. B. C. HUSELTON JACOB BOOS, DEALER IN CHOICE FAMILY GROCERIES, FLOUR, FEFD, HAY AND ALL KINDS OF GRAIN. We are now in our new store-room on S. Main St.. and have the room to accommodate our large stock of groceries, flour, etc., and have built a large ware-house to accommodate our stock of feed. "We pay the highest cash price for potatoes and all kinds ol COUNTRY PRODUCE. Jacob Boos, 105 s ß ff. ST P B a EET ' THE BUTLER CITIZEN. LOOK! READ! I have enlarged my store-room. In fact, mailt* It almost twice as large as It was before, and have also Increased uiy stock. 1 have, by far, the largest and best, selected stock ot Fine Drugs and Chemicals In Butler county, and am now In position to supply the wants ot the people ot this county even better than lu the past. You will do well to call on me when in the need of anything In the line ot Fine Drugs and Medicines. Mv stock is very complete and PRICES VERY Lf >\V In nu-diclne quality Is ot the tlrst impor tance, so we give particular attention to tilling Prescriptions. Our Dispensing Department is complete. \\ e dispense only l'ure Drugs of the Finest Quality, and our patrons may bring us their prescrip tions, feeling certain that they will be carefully and accurately tilled. Thanking the public for the very generous patronage thev have accorded me In the past, I hope to be able to serve t liein more acceptably In the future, at the old stand. No. 5, North Main St., BUTLER, PA. J. 0. REDICK, fe*. BACK The Reliable Bop Plaster. Quickest remedy known for backache ami all sadden, sharp or long-Ktaiwiiiiff pains or weak nesses of every kind. Virtues of fresh hopa, hemlock and pine balsam combined. It is wonderfully Soothing, Pain-Killing and Strengthening. No failure possible. 25c; 5 for $1 Sold every where or mailed for price by the proprietors. COP PLASTER CO., Benton, Mas«. PROFESSIONAL CARDS. G, M. ZIMMERMAN, PHYSICIAN AND SURGEON, Office at No. 4R>, S. Main street, over Frank & Co's Diug Store, liutler, Pa. J. F. BKITTAIN, Att'y at Law— Office at S. E. Cor. Main St, and Diamond, Butler, Pa. NEWTON BLACK Att'y at Law—Office on South side of Diamond, Butler, Pa. IK A McJUNIvIX, Attorney at Law. Ofllee at No. 17, East Jeffer son St., Boiler, Pa. M. Hoover, Office over Boyd's Drug Store, DIAMOND BI.OCK, ... BCTLER, PA. W. R. TITZEL, PHYSICIAN AND SURGEON. N. E. Corner Main and Way be 'sts. BUTLER PEJM 3ST' A. Dr. S. A. JOHNSTON, DENTIST, - - BUTLER, PA. All work pertaining to the profession execut ed in the neatest manner. Specialties Gold Fillings, and Painless Ex traction of Teeth, Vitalized Air administered. Office on Jefferson Street, one door East of Lowrj HOUM', lip Stairs. Ofllee open daily, except Wednesdays and Thursdays. Communications by mail receive prompt attention, N. B.—The only Dentist in Butler using the best makes of teeth. JOHN E. BYERS, PHYSICIAN AND SURGEON Office No. 05 South Main Street, BUTLER, - PA. SAMUEL M. BIPPUS, Physician and Surgeon, No. 10 West Cunningham St., BUTLER, IFZEZmSF-A. DENTISTR Y . 0 1/ WALDRON, Graduate of the Phila . "V. delphia Dental College, is prepared to do anything in the line of his profession in a satisfactory manner. Office oil .Main street, Butler, opposite the Vogeley House. J. S. LUSK, M.D., Has removed from Harmony to Sutler and has his office at No. a, Main St., three doore below Lowry House. apr-30-tf. L. S. McJUNim, Insurance and Real Estate Ag't. 17 EAST JEFFERSON ST. BUTLER, - PA. C. F. L. McQUISTION, ENGINEER AND SURVEYOR, OFFICE ON DIAMOND, BCTLER, PA. Stewart & Patterson. A. M. STEWAIIT and S. A. PATTERSON, Con tractors and Builders, are both men ol years of experience in lire house building and framing. All parsons thinking of building wUI do well to see them and look over their designs. Residence 011 Falrvlew Ave., Springdalc. Postofflce, Butler, Pa. SALE A large frame boarding house, good location and doing large business. Terms easy. |For further particulars inquire of L. S. MrJI'NKIN, 17 K. Jefferson St.. •'-IHl.tl Butler, P». For Sale. The undersigned Administrator of Ebenezer Christy, deed, late of Parker twp., otters at private sale a farm of 117 acres, situate In Wash ington twp., near HI Ward's Station. It Is all cleared and in good state of cultivation, well watered, und has a two-story frame house, and log burn, large orchard, and good out buildings AI.SC>, a T. r » acre piece In Washington twp., near the Allegheny slope coal mine, with rail mad running through It, two-story frame house, partly cleared and balance good timber. ALSO, a farm of so acres in Parker twp., be tween Annlsvllle and Eldorado, one-half cleared and other half well timbered with chestnut timber, good land, but no buildings. All the above pieces are underlal '1 with coal, and will be sold either for cash or on time. For further particulars enquire of O. W. CHRISTY, 32—3 m North Hope P. 0., Butler Co., Pa VALUABLE FARM FOR SALE. A rare chance to buy a good farm, situated In Wlnfleld tw p., Bit tier County, l'a., on the Butler Branch of West I'enn Railroad, and within half a mile of the station and village of Delano, con taining One Hundred Acres, Seventy-five acres of which are cleared and the balance in good timber, has a two story frame house ,>f five rooms, cellar, wash-house, spring-house, bank barn, and orchard of a good variety of fruit. The land is In a high slate of cultivation. It is rolling but is not broken by hills, and Is well adapted for stock raising as there Is living water in every field, and the fences are In good repair. Terras easy. For lurther particulars enquire of AI'WrSTIS JA( KMA>, 4-20-3UI Herman, P. 0., Butler Co., Pa. QALESMEAT WAITED i \ For the llookeii Nvksekieh, es—' tabllshed 1835. steady emyloyment, and good pav. Send for terms at once. 11. K. lIoOKKK CO., Rochester, N. Y. Y\ GENTS WANTED! TO CANVASS FOK ONT OK THE LAKGKST, OLDEST ESTABLISHED, BEST KNOWN NUR SERIES in the countrv. Most llbernl terms. Unequaled facilities. GENEVA NI'RSERY. Es tablished 1*46. . W. A T. SMITH. GENEVA, *. The Time lo Hate I have a friend—l mean, a foe— Whom cordially I ought to hate; But somehow I can never seem To lay the feud between us straight. When apple boughs are full ot bloom. And Nature loves her fellow-men With all the witehery cf spring How can you hate a fellow then.' And then when summer comes, with days Full of a long and languid charm, WLen even water-lilies sleep On waves without a thought of harm, When underneath the shadiest trees My hammock hangs in idlest state, I were an idiot to get up Out of that hammock just to hate. Then harvest come. If mine is big, I am too happy with my store; If small, is too much occupied W r ith grubbing round to make it more. In dim recesses of my mind; I have no idle hour to spend. In hunting up the bitter foe Who simply ought to be my friend. In winter? Well, in winter—ugh!— Who would add hate to winds that freeze? All love and warmth that I can get I want in such dull days as these. No, no, dear foe; it is no use; The struggling year is at an end; I cannot hate you if I would, And you must turn and be my friend. THE TYPHOON. Olvive Risley Seward, in Wide Awake for May. When my sister and I were chil dren, our home was on Lake Erie, near Chautauqua, and we grew up sharing the common opinion of the people of that region—that we knew rather more about wind storms than those of less favored experience. More is known about storma now, than when we were children; for then there was no weather bureaa at Washington, no Signal Service any where. A cold wave, or a tempest, sweeps across tbe continent to-day, and pays flying visits to many out-of-the-way places, taking no one by surprise; for* tbe moment it leaves Manitoba, or even a more distant point, its pro gress is spoken and made known everywhere by the telegraphic storm signals which our government has organized and maintains for the bane fit of farmers and seamen. But when we were children we never heard of tornado-traps, and storm signals were uuknown. The wind on Lake Erie seemed to blow capriciously, and just for fun, and we never knew at what moment it might come. We understood that as a rule it began blowing among the great guns of the fort at Detroit, and skip ping down the lake, stopped for frolics at Sandu&ky, Cleveland, Erie, and l>uukirk, and finally ended in a doble-bankcd cotillion grand-chain at Buffalo. The maple and apple trees in our country, by the lake, grew with their branches turned southeast—that is, away from the breeze; and a Chau tauqua boy whom we knew, named George, who rivaled the west wind in whistling as it soared around the church steeple, used to Bincj in high soprano, while we all battled with a northwester, on the way home from school: " 'A life on the ocean wave'— The man who wrote it was green; He never had sailed on the lake And a gale he never had seeu." And we never doubted Gaorge'd knowledge or authority. We learned later from the seamen who chanced to come to our country, and to sail on our lake, that they really dreaded the winds there, and made haste to put into the nearest port whenever a cloud or a flaw be tokened the prospect of a squall. Now Lake Erie is a long shallow sheet of water, narrow, and full of dangerous channels. It lies in the track of prevailing winds which sweep it easily from end to end. The "old sails" said this was why the gales were so disastrous, and stoutly aver red that there was nothing to be dreaded from mere wind if one had a good ship and plenty of sea room. When crossing the Pacific, my sis ter and I heard tales of the fierce hur ricanes or typhoons which sweep that great sea, they had no terrors for us, for we remembered what the sailors said. We rather hoped to meet a typhoon in the middle of the boundless ocean, and to compare it with a Lake Erie gale. Our wish was granted unexpectedly, as wishes often are, but not exactly in the way we had chosen, which also may hap pen. We landed at Yokohama, in Japan, and for many days wiseacres foretold that something unusual was about to happen there; signs appeared, mean ingless to us, but unmistakable to them. The air was clear, and the barometer higher than usual, cattle were dull and restless, and storks flew languidly. We were going to Yeddo by sea, a little voyage, of not more than fifty miles, along the coast, in a United States man-of-war. Our ship, the Monocacy, an iron clad double-ender, carrying four was built in Baltimore and sent out to the special duty of waiting in Asiatic waters for any stirring events which might happen there, aud she proved worthy the trust before wo left her. The Monocacy had been listlessly riding at anchor for many months, and when she now weighed anchor, and got under way, everyone on board was glad of the change to a cheerful outing, A war vessel always gives a per fect picture of order and neatness and discipline, and our ship uow outshone the highest standard. Freshly paint ed, and burnished at every point, her decks newly "holy-stoned," and her sails juHt bleached, she was as fair, as crisp and fragrant as a pure pond lily floating under the July sun. We were a party of six, and the captain's guests. Ilis cabin was quite large and, used for a dining room and salon, was cosey, almost luxurious. The younger officers presided over the ward room, their special cabin, "aft," and they had now converted it into a sort of a boudoir, and had brought out photographs and keep sakes, and adorned it furthermore with nosegays and (lowering plants. Nothing could be calmer thau the sea that day, and we steamed slowly along near shore, the graceful coast line fringed with palm trees and Fusiama's fair coce, resting among the clouds, in full view. Our flag ' scarcely stirred iu the gentle breeze UB wo sat on deck under the ship's i ample awnings. The youog officers BUTLER PA.. FRIDAY, MAY 25, 1888 were untiring and eager hosts. There was banjo playing, and some good ringing choruses, and as the day cool ed, even a little dancing on deck; but Inter came the best sport, when the officers, each in turn, told splendid stories—regular "yarns," about bat- j ties, and storms."and pirates, and cannibals, and all manner of hair breadth escapes at sea, which gave us j a pleasant sense of past or distant | danger, and admiration for the gallant voung narrators who seemed to have endured many of the hardships t-hey now described. No matter how dull those stories threatened to become, they always ended well, and sailors seemed to. have been Bpared always from the most perilous disasters to tell the tale cheerfully. It was sundown when we dropped anchor in the shallow bay of Yeddo, about ten miles from shore, and we expected to row across this stretch in the ship's open boats. A heavy rain set in, and we decid ed to stay on board until morning, to escape a soaking. The Monocacy, moored all summer long off shore, had been taken posses ion of by a large colony of gnats, who selected the stateroom cabins for per manent quarters; when we went to our berths, tired out at last by the day's amusements, we found that we were to be imprisoned in folds of the strongest netting, nailed above, and tucked in on all sides to defy the at tacks of this Japanese mosquito—a truly formidable foe. When we entered these filmy en trenchments, the rain had ceased and the sea was calm, clear stars and a soft moon were shining through onr open ports. I was awakened suddenly in the middle of the night by the flash of what seemed a shining flood of molten silver pouring through the port, but which proved to be a waved of cold salt water, bright with the phosphor escence which often makes that sea so luminous. This glittering, foamy stream soon spread over my little bed, and threat ened to swamp me before I could tear down the mosquito barricade. My shoes were floating in the briny wave when I seized a big wrap hanging near, and drawing it. around me, step ped into the deserted ward room to call for help. No answer came to my summons, though piercing calls from the boatswain's whistle, and a run ning order all along the ship to "close the ports," showed that the sailors were on the alert. Driven again from the drenched state room, I seated myself in the cabin. A strange silence pervaded, the air was heavy, the sea evidently rising. The ship's barometer was near the companion way, not far from where I sat. Leaning against the table, my head in my hands, I drowsily saw two officers come down to examine the glass, and heard their unguarded exclamations of wonder and alarm: "It is dropping like lead." "It was 30° at three o'clock—now it is almost down to 29°." "It is a typhoon." Wide awake now, I called my sis ter. Her stateroom was on the side untouched by the first wave sweeping against the ship, precursor of the wind which was fast making its way toward ns and driving the sea before it. We dressed quickly, thrilled with the prospect of a typhoon at last, and shortly were on deck, where officers and crew, all baste and bustle, were making ready for the storm. My sister and I had our Bea chairs lashed to the mainmast where we could watch the sailors and the com ing storm in safety. It was four o'clock—day was dawning in a grayish green light, a few dim stars still hung in the sky, like beryl stones. After a ringing call to "all bands down light yards and masts," no special orders were given. Each of ficer and man knew his part in pre paring a ship at anchor for a storm, and all, even the merriest ensign, now wore the stern expression of con scious responsibility. They were "on duty" to work to-day, not to play as they had been yesterday. The battery was now "secured for sea," the boats and guns made fast by gripes and extra lashings. The next move was to look to the ground tackle. Already one anchor, a bower, was out, but the second, and two sheet anchors and coils and coils of heavy chain, were still in their places on board, ready to follow. Steam was getting up to be in readiness to help the ground tackle, should that prove in adequate to hold the ship. At intervals of fifteen minutes, or wore, sweeping gusts of wind from one quarter and from another, whirl ed past us, each follow by a lull. The greenish dawn passed into a copper hued day; as the sun rose, a dull metallic round, the sea rose too, while the sky lowered, lowered. Wo were surrounded by shipping: Chinese junks, queer Japanese boats, European vessels, and crafts of every sort anchored as we were and now preparing for the storm. A fine Portuguese merchantman lay between UP and the sharp rocky ledge of a little island hard by, where a tall lighthouse stood like a silent sentinel. The merchantman was so near indeed that her people on board had listeued to our music in the even ing, and now we could scan her decks aud count her crew. She seemed to have taken in pas sengers aDd cargo, intending to weigh anchor with the morning tide, and be off on her voyage to the Mediterran ean. Her preparations for the coming storm were made with more anima tion and ado than ours were. Long after every rope aud screw were in place on the Monocacy, agile seamen were scaling the masts and rigging of the Portugese ship, clearing the decks, and shifting the cargo. We heard the sailors' cadenced voices, calling "heave to!" and "pull my lads, to gether!" and by the help of our glasses could see that the brave fel lows, gay perhaps with the hope of the homeward voyage, made light of the coming storm. It was now six o'clock. The sky had darkened to the color of umber, and the air was loaded with brine. A suffocating brown mist by degrees shut out the shipping, the island, and the lighthouse from our view. We no longer saw the ship's length, and her breadth was lost in the mist. Finally we could not see each other, though we sat close to the mainmast still. The blow was now fairly upon us. The Monocacy had swung grandly around to the wind, and the remain ing bower was ' let go;" one sheet anchor followed, while all the chain was "veered" out to them; the second "sheet" and our last, was held in re serve to use if one of the chains should part. Both engines, under full steam, were workiug for all they were worth, while four men at the wheel held the Monococy to her moor ings. Even now there was no steady wind, but only great blasts, whirl ing faster and faster, which lashed the waves with fierce fury until the sea seemed a seething caldron of foam, held down and pressed smooth by the wind, and bursting forth in the intermitting lulls to wash over our decks, sweeping the hatchways and guns. Everyone obeyed the captains final order for all hands to go below, and the hatches were battened down. The cabin was dark. Every mov able thing had been put out of the way, the hanging lamps and mirrors taken down, and nothing left save bare tables and benches screwed to the floor. My sister and I sitting near to each other, in the dark, could not hear oar own voices above the din of the storm now raging furiously. Ah! we had never seen anything like this Asiatic hurricane in the lake winds of America. There the wind, no matter how boisterous, is straight forward; it blows one way. You know where to find it. But the ty phoon, a sudden and eccentric storm, is in form a spiral curve, which de scribes a huge circle in its course. The center of this circle is said to be quiet and calm, but all the seafaring people I have met, who have witness ed the phenomenon, have been, as we were, in the vortex of the great gyrat ing disk, and have never seen the calm center of a typhoon. Boom! came the wind striking the iron-clad gunboat, first on one side, then on the other. Boom! boom! beating the seas from beneath the great ship and lifting her into the air, only to bang her down again, grating on the sandy bottom of the bay with a cruel, crashing sound. At nine o'clock the storm was at its height. Everything breakable on board was Bmashed to atoms, the glass and crockery ground to powder. At each wailing blast we knew the Monocacy stood the chance of parting chains, and we of being dashed to pieces with her—that the storm might drive against us any one of those strange ships which we had seen rid ing at anchor in the Bay, or that we might ourselves be drifting toward the island where the lighthouse stood. We were all speechless, and calm enough, too overawed in the presence of such awful power to realize any distinct thought or emotion. The close air, the howling din, combined to stupefy us, and all, even the captain, full under a torpor, as of a narcotic. We were clinging to the tables and benches in the ward room, and had fallen in the lethargy near the place where I first heard the report of the coming storm. Here again the young officers came to examine, and report the movements of the glass. It rose, faster than it bad fallen The air lightened, and reached us refreshing ly through the ventilating shafts. At mid day we were on deck again. The wind was going down, the sky lifting, and sunlight was fast making its way to earth through the dark, brassy mist. When this, in turn, cleared the Bay of Yeddo stretched out before us; but, alas, no longer proud and gay with the masts of many ships. No craft of auy sort was visible. All had been scattered, driven out to sea, or wrecked in the storm, and the waters were strewn with their timbers and debris. Our good ship was unhurt, no rope had broken, nor iron given way, and we bad no parted chain. But her paint was gone, and bruised and beaten by the storm she bore the shrunken look of age, which a tem pest of grief or misery may bring sud denly to the fairest face of youth. Notwithstanding the force of the Monocacy'a well-tried strength, we had drifted a mile and more. Far ther away from us than when the storm deyeloped it, the tall, white lighthouse now kept sentinel as be fore, but across the rocky ledge of the island where the beacon stood, stretched the wreck of the Portu guese ship, dismembered and deso late. She had struck the rock in one of those fearful blasts, and lay broken half in two. The dark, fast-flying clouds soon turned their gold and silver linings outward, and the day beamed calm and beautiful; as days will often beam after the fiercest storms; but as this storm had exceeded in l'ury all other storms; so the day surpassed in beauty all the dayp that we had known. Sky, air and ocean so lately shrouded in gloomy mists and temp est, were now united in a glow of prismatic splendor; the dancing sun beams flashed in countless rainbow hues; while the billows threw back their radiance from the shining sea below. A Bad Scratch. As this is leap year the girls have been advised to "look before they leap." But here is a case of a man who should have looked before be scratched his back: "A railroad man named Beals, em ployed on the Baltimore & Ohio, near ilyndman, Pa, was sent to a tool house to bring some powder. The can, covered with a board, stood on the floor close to the wall. Right above the can, on a little shelf on the wall, a lot of matches were lying. Beals entered the house, removed the board from the can and then turned round to scratch his back by rubbing it against the wall. The motion jolt ed some of the matches from the shelf and they lodged between his back and the wall. The same motion igniyjd the matches, and when Beals straight ened up they fell into the powder. An explosion of course followed. Beals was hurled through the door and across the track, and he would have fallen over the bluff had he not succeeded in grasping one of the rails." Beals will likely turn around and look before he scratches his back an other time. —One of the biggest pulp-mills in the world is to be erected on the Pe nobscot River at Piscataquis Falls, Me. The Smith & Wesson revolver works at Springfield, Mass., will be enlarged by a three-story addition. Cats are in demand in the west ern part of Kansas. It is stated that they sell for $1 apiece. A LESSON IN BUTTER. A little maid in the morning sun Stood merrily singing and churning— "Oh! how I wish this butter was done, Then off to the fields I'd be turnin?!" So she hurried the dasher up und down, Till the farmer called with half-made frown: "Churn slowly!" "Don't ply the churn so fast, my dear, It is not good for the butter And will make your arms ache, too, I feir, And put you all in a flutter; For this is a rule wherever we turn, Don't be in a haste whenever you churn— Churn s'o wly! "If you want your butter both nice and sweet, Don't churn with nervous jerking, But ply the dasher slowly and neat, You'll hardly know that you're working; And when the butter has come you'll say, 'Yes, surely, this is the better way'— Churn slowly! Now, all you folks, do you think that you A lesson can find in butter ? Don't be in haste, whatever you do, Or get yourself in a flutter; And when yon stand at Life's great churn Let the farmer's words to you return — "Churn Slowly!" —Lilicoln Journal, THE TARIFF IN CONGRESS. Reply of Hon. John Dalzell to . Scott's Speech. WASHINGTON, D. C. May 16. Congressman John Dalzell, of Pitts burg, was dubbed the "lngalls of the House" this afternoon. The sobriquet was well placed. He literally tore Mr. Scott to pieces. Id thirty min utes he made a speech which secured him the position he now holds as one of the best speakers in the House As iu the late unpleasant ness in the Senate, Mr. Scott was onl> able to answer Mr. Dalzell's arguments by resorting to such uu gcntlemanly expressions as "I speak of the member from Pennsylvania as a gentleman. I may be mistaken in my estimate." "1 pay no more atten tion to the gentleman from Pittsburg than Ido to the barking of a dog in the streets," and "His statements are as false as hell itself." Mr. Seott was goaded until he lost his temper and didn't know what he was saying. He had received warn ing that Mr. Dalzell was going to speak. So had the members, the gal leries and the press. Mr. Dalzell did not secure the floor until twenty minutes of five o'clock, but the galler ies were full, and the numbwr of newspaper men who waited to hear him speak was unprecedented this season. THE STATESMAN FROM ERIE. A minute before he took the floor, Mr. Scott strolled carelessly up the main aisle of the House and took a seat in the front row on the Demo cratic side just in front of John O'- Neill, the labor representative from St. Louis. But his carelessness was soon thrown off, and in a white heat of anger he was on his feet several times to interrupt Mr. Dalzell. The representative from Pittsburg had only fifteen minutes in which to speak, but so interesting were his re marks that no one, not even the Chairman of the committee, Mr, Springer, called him to order when he ran fifteen over Lis time. The occasion wa3 considered of so much importance that the majority of the members of the Ways and Means Committee were present to listen to the man who won recogni tion by his Pacific railroad speech. The moment Mr. Dalzell took the floor there was silence, but it scarce ly lasted through the sentences, for when he referred to the "Statesman from Erie" there was a tumultuous outburst of applause. Even after, when he spoke of Mr. Scott in this way, the applause was quick and ready. Mr. Scott interrupted him several times and his anger was so evident that Mr. Dalzell's answer to the last interruption, "I do hope the gentlemau will keep his temper," was received with loud applause and fol lowed by cries of "Hit him again, Dalzell!" Mr. Outhwaite, of Ohio, tried to interject a question, but was met with the withering reply, "I am only giving way to the mau from Erie. The gentleman from Ohio can have his turn later." MR. DALZELL'S SPEECH. Mr. Dalzell, in opening, declared that he had no intention of making a speech, and continued: "Only through the courtesy of the gentlemen from Michigan and Kansas am I on the floor to correct some gross misstate ments of fact that have been made on the floor of this House, with respect to certain of the industries of my dis trict, to expose in their true light the illogical, inconsequential and absurd conclusions sought to be drawn from these misstatements into the private affairs of certain of my constituents with respect thereto. I find my text for the few remarks I intend to make in the very extraordinary screed which was read on Friday by the gentleman from the Erie district of Pennsylvania. I Jcall it extraordina ry for one reason—because the gentle man saw fit to class himself therein with statesmen, and at the same time to characterize as a demagogue with his mouthful of catch-words, and as a Bourbon, every member that does not believe that political econo my is an exact science or the gentle man from Erie a statesman." Mr. Dalzell did not take time to ex plore with precision Mr. Scott's claims to statesmanship; he left that to history. Nor wonld he cross swords with the gentleman on consti tutional questions; he was satisfied with the legality of a tariff-tax. He denied the statement attributed to Thomas Jefl'ersou by Mr. Scott and quoted from Jefferson's sixth annual j message to Congress the pertinent inquiry: "Shall we suppress the im post and give the advantage to for eign over domestic manufactures?" Mr. Dalzell inquired feelingly fur the edition of the United States hjatory which recorded that the campaign of 1800 was fought on the issue of a protective tarifi, and that the ques tion was determined on the gentle man's side by the American people in favor of Jefferson and the Constitu tion. He feared that some one had been imposing on Mr. Scott's credu lity. "When, however, he leaves," con tinued Mr. Dalzell, "the department of statesmanship, which involve phi losophy, history and quotation, and gets down to a description of the present bill, I am not disposed to find so much fault with him." Mr. Dalzell then commenced an analysis of Mr. Scott's description of the bill I aDd found it framed in the interest of I the whole people. First, to stay the j mounting surplua in the Treasury, i and second, to relieve overburdened ! Industry from pay in e excessive taxes to trrasping monopolies. "We shall ! see," he said, "that the statesman , from Erie is the inveterate and unre lenting foe of monopolies and trusts | and the enthusiastic champion of op pressed labor." The benign pur- ! pose of the bill was also to be scan- ' ned in a two-fold manuer. Indus- j tries were to be relieved and labor j interests advanced by throwing open i American markets to the world, and j the surplus was to be cut down by decreasing import duties! 7 per cent, so that imports now kept out might be allowed to stream in. This part of Mr. Scott's essay he dismissed without any discussion. THE BRADDOCK FARMER Mr. Dalzell then took up Mr. Scott's farmer at Braddock He showed that the farmer did not have to raise wheat now, but found a mar ket for things he could never sell be fore. "If the statesman from Erie," added Mr. Dalzell, did not know this, he was grossly ignorant. It he was not ignorant, then he is a very bad case of moral strabismus. But when he pursues his illustration fur ther to the extent of picturing the fumer, discouraged and disheartenad, struggling to pay off the mortgage on his farm, which cost him SIOO per acre, the ridiculousness of his illus tration becomes sublimely grotesque. The men who bought their farms in the neighborhood of Braddock for SIOO per acre have long since sold tfcem at $2,000 per acre. Mr. Dalzell's heart ached for the poor farmer who had to pay 3 3 cents per pound for steel beams, but he con gratulated himself that perhaps the farmer didn't want many pounds and had something left of the 2,000 per acre he got for the land. The truth was the building of the Edgar Thom son Steel-Works had converted Brad dock from a struggling village to a busy city, with banks, schools, an opera-house, handsome stores and streets. This misstatement, though was mild compared to the delusion of Mr. Scoot as to the profits of the steel company and the percentage of wages paid to its employes. "It is at this point that the gentleman's moral strabismus bscomes pitiable," said the speaker. "He ignores S2O, 000,000 of invested capital, makes no allowance for depreciation of plant, for insurance, taxes, tranportation, commissions, cost of fuel, steam, and omits altogether the cost of speigeei sen. His fiyures are absolutely and mathematically untrue. To suit his pnrpose Mr. Scott put a fancy selling price on steel rails ($37 50), when his own committee reported it at s3l 50,". Mr. Dalzell then added the cost of omitted articles to Mr. Scott's cost of producing steel rails per ton (S2G 79, subtracted $6 in selling prices and asked for a definition between a statesman and a demagogue. He then took up Mr. Scott's figures as to percentage of wages, and claimed that he assumed steel rails grew on the trees at Braddock, and allowed nothing for picking them. Mr. Scott, he claimed, omitted all the expenses that have to be paid in making steel rails, and therefore his conclusions are absurd. SCOTT'S MINERS. He claimed that Mr. Scott's state ment that in coal mining 75 80 per cent, of the price was paid to the mi ners was false, or else it was paid in store-orders upan stores kept at Scott flaven in violation of the Penn sylvania laws. Having proved the untruthfulness of Mr. Scott's figures as to cost of production of steel rails, Mr. Dalzell claimed that the same could be dona with his other argu ments. Mr. Dalzell then congratula ted Mr. Scatt on his denunciation of monopolies and trusts. He congrat ulated more the ranks of labor in se curing such a convert as the gentle man from Erie. Only Western Penn sylvania knows what this means, hu said. He read the antobiography of Mr, Scott from the Congressional Directory, as follows: "In 1850 in the coal and shipping business owning and running suvor»l vessels on the lakes Subsequently becoming largely interested in the manufacture of iron and the miuing of coal as well as in the construction and operation of railroads, either President or Director of various linr* aggregating over 22,000 miles of com pleted road, the greatest number of miles of railroad, probably, which auy one individual was ever an officer and Director of." "Think of that for a labor cham pion," said Mr. Dalzell [Great laugh ter on the Republican side], "and for the opponent of monopolies and inde fensible trusts." "There will be joy among the coal-miners of Scott Ha ven over his conversion. There will be tears of gratitude on many a blanched cheek, the fire of hope in many a lack lustre eye., a benediction and the increase of thanksgiving from humble hearthstones in the poverty stricken huts of that great coal region when the news shall arrive that the statesman of Erie is no longer their oppressor,but has become their cham pion. If it were givun to me to ad vise the historian of the future, I would have him choose for his dram atic page the statesman from Erie, when, like some Knight of medieval times, clad in armor, bis visor down and lance apoise, with pennon flying, its motto 'Death to Monopoly" he rides down the cheering line of ad miring labor, full tilt, in his conquer ing career of glory. And here I must leave him with only a word of friend ly advice, for which I charge him nothing. It is not statesmanlike to discuss the private affairs of your neighbors behind their backs; and, besides, this House and country are no more interested in the question whether Mr. Carnegie has a summer castle 'mid the hilis of his native Scotland than they are in the ques tion as to whether the statesman from Erie has a §IO,OOO cook and a $5,000 clerk." SCOTT ALMOST IN TEAKS. Mr. Scott's temper was not shown until he arose to reply to Mr. Dalzell, His face was white and his voice full of tears. He claimed that Mr. Dal zell was not a representative of the American people, but the attorney for certain interests. lie said there were 2,000 men at Scott Haven who who were paid every three weeks in cash more money in proportion than the Edirar Thomson steelworks. He claimed that he never hired foreign labor in any of bis mines and dared the gentleman from Pittburg to deny the statement. Mr. Dalzell arose and tried to make himself beard. At last he caught Mr. Scott's eye and asked: "Does tbe gentleman wish me to answer?" "No." shouted Mr. Scott, "I don't want you to reply." Mr. Farquhar attempted to mply to some of Mr. Scott's statements, but was met with: "I won't listen to you. You are a general interroga tor." "How many workmen has this gentleman from Pittsburg on his pay* roll at the end of each week?" squeak ed Mr. Scott ia highest falsetto voice. "I'm not a millionaire,', calmly re sponded Mr. Dalzell amid shoots from the Republican aide. "You'd like to be, bat can't for lack of brains to get there," squeaked the employer of cheap labor at Scott Ha ven. This reply disgusted even the Democrats, and there were cries of "Oh! no. Oh! no." SCOTT'S WILD ASSERTIONS. Mr. Scott then said the price paid labor for making a ton of steel raila at the Edgar Thomson Steelworks was $4 96. He asked whether Mr. Dalzell denied this. Mr. Dalzell—Certainly. Mr. Scott—Then I say he states what is not true. Mr. Scott was willing to abide by the results of the examination of a special committee which wonld go out and examine his books and those of the Edgar Thomson Steelworks. Such an examination wonld show that he was the friend of the laboring man and not an Andrew Carnegie. "If I ever," he continued, "have been the oppressor of labor; if I ever eject ed a single laborer from his home; if I ever attempted to put laborer in the place of another, if I ever em ployed a detective to protect my pro perty against men working for me, or who had ever worked for me; if any or all of these things can be prov ed against me, I'l resign my seat and leave this hall." "How about the coal and iron po lice?" asked Mr. Brumm, of Penneyl vania. "I never gave a cent to them in my life," answered Mr. Scott, "and I defy you to prove it." "I can prove it," shouted Mr. Brumm. "Your statement is as false as bell, and I'll make yon prove it," shouted the now thoronghly-infnriated Mr. Scott. "I'll have you brought before the Bar of this House, sir, to prove your infamous charges. When I start out to rob anybody, it shall not be the money of the wage-worker I take." The gavel of the Chairman fell, and the hottest debate of the seasi on was closed. Daughter, if Not Mother. Miss Mary Jamison, a pretty 18 year old girl, whose home is near Philadelphia, Clayton county, Ga., departed a day or two ago for Waco, Tex., where she will become the wife of Mr. Simpson Mann, one of the wealthiest planters of that section. This is the outcome of a romance in real life which needs no coloring. In 1868 Mann was one of the most pop ular young farmers in the county. He was engaged to be married to the daughter of a neighbor, whose hand was sought by many others. The day for the marriage was set and the guests invited. Unfortunately for him Mann espoused the caußs of the Re publican party, which was in much odium at the time. Not only did the lady's father object to the marriage of his daughter with a Republican, but the young lady herself declared her purpose never to wed one whose sym pathies could be with the party in power. When the wedding day came it was a rival, Henry Jamison, and not MaDn.who stood op as the groom. The rejected suitor sold out his pos sessions and removed to Texas, where he has grown rich, while the lady who was to have been his bride has become the mother of an interesting family, the eldest of whom is Miss Mary. A year ago Mann revisited the old scene, still single and susceptible to love. He saw in Mary the image of ber mother when he last saw her in ISC9. He conceived the singular idea of having his old sweetheart for hi* mother-in-law. The daughter consented, and the marriage was to take place this week. A telegram from Texas told of a serious accident to her lover, which prevented his coming to Georgia and asked her to go there. The brave girl at once de cided to go, and is now on her way. Husbands Give Bonds. It is such an easy thing, says the Philadelphia Times, for a stranger to get married in Louisiana. In the first place, a license costs $2.50, und the ceremony can be performed the prospective bridegroom has to give a bond and security to the amount of $2,500 for the proper main tenance of his bride through married life. Imagine the dilemma of the man who arrives in the night, knows nobody except the girl, and wants to get married at early candle-light and take the next train. He has got to go out among strangers, who very probably have all been apprised be forehand of the nature of his mission and are more or less jealous of him, and make a $2,500 bond before the ceremony can proceed. This is pret ty "hard, but everybody will agree that it better than our Camden sys tem as it is now being carried on. They Disliked Dogs. Alfred de Musset, the French poet, cordially hated dogs. When a can didate for the Academy, he called upon a prominent member, as custom required. At the gate of the chateau an ugly and dirty dog received him most affectionately, and insisted on preceeding him into the drawing room. The academician entered,and, in due course, invited M. de Musset to the dining-room, whither they went, with the dog at their heels. Seeing his opportunity, the animal placed his muddy heels upon the spotless cloth and stole a choice bit of meat "The wretch wants shooting," was De Musßet's muttered thought, but he politely said: "You are fond of dogs I see." •'Fond of them," retorted the host, "I hate them." "But this animal here?" queried De Musset. "I have only tolerated it because I thought it yours." "Mine!" cried the other, "only the thought that it was yours kept hie from killing it." NO. 2»