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having in stock a splendid assortment of
FINE DRESS GOODS,
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LOW PRICED DRESS <^OODS,
counting of all the new things for summer wear, with the
very latest things in trimmings to match.
Oil cloths, mattings, linoleums, rujis, stair rods, curtain poles,
lac<- curtains, blinds and scrims at lower prices
than ever before offered.
We carry a full line of all the standard domestic goods in
twilled and plain sheeting, pillow casing, ginghams, prints,
tickings and all kinds of house furnishing goods.
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We mufrt confers ourselves completely surprised at the way our floods
have be«-n selling. On the fith we opened the largest stock we had ever
brought to Butler. Ou the 20th our shelves were as bare as Mother Hub
bard's celebrated cupboard, and necessitated an entire re-stocking at once.
To-ruorrow we open the fresh lot. and there is nothing of the showman's
talk about in our warning you to conic at once; it is the truth, from the way
oar goods are selling. Whether we sell because of cheapness, or quality of
good?; whether because of the quantity to Belect from or the knowing how
to-f-u't customers: whether from any or all of them, is for your eyes and
judgment to deeide—that we do the. business is not doubted.
Jui-t a moment for a word or two on our latest novelties The newest
thiug in dress trimmings is tho Surah Sash, very wide, and very handsome.
We have a fine stock, at moderate prices. They are beautiful.
I>ir<etoire Hats are beiug worn a great deal, and they are very becom
ing to almost any fa< e and figure. Our stock is unsurpassed and would cer
tainly suit the tastes of the most fastidious.
Our IJitiip and Laceafor dress trimmings are quite in keeping with the
rxtfnt of our stock in other lines. We have everything worth showing
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to cheapness, (for our reputation is built ou this very thing) wc endeavor to
pupply the best in the market at the most, reasonable price. Itemeinber that
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NO.«w S. MA.I IN ST, llUTliEll, 1»A.
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Breeder of Fine Fowls.
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Purl sajs: ' The white man who drives a
H'»l cart has to resort to soap anil water, just
as does a negro who has spent the day in
Hut the most .strange things of all are us
ually resorted to when a limn gets sick.
Of conrv - hedoesc't w ant a doctor- at least
not lirsi. lie usually goes to the so-called
saloon and get* a drink, which makes him
feel rather dazed, so he takes another and
comes home temporarily elated, supposing
When he wakes next morning, with a
headache twice as had as ever, and feeling
feverish and cross, he concludes he will have
to try something else.
He tabes a dose or whatever he happens to
have in the house—some liver renovator,
kidney evaporator, or heart enlarger—and
sets forth raying if he isn't better to-morrow
he will send lor the doctor.
Next morning he ia sick in bed; the doctor
is called, shakes his head, prescribes two or
three kinds of medicine, according to his
medical creed, but alwayß insists upon per
fect quiet, and that the patient must not go
office for two weeks, or the result will
Jle dots in truth lie in bed lor a week or
ten davs, |iis reeoyery retarded by a multi
tude of lemedic.-, and the knowledge that his
busine-s is g' ing to ruin in his absence.
Wliec he does drag "tit at last, he finds that
that the family must deny themselves every
thing but the common necessities of life for
some time to et me. m order that the doctor's
bills may le paid, and repairs made in the
Now. the proper thing for this man to have
done was to have bought a bottle of New
Style, i'ltasant Taste Vinegar Bitters, the
moment he felt the first headache, and to
have t»k<n two table-poonluls at once. Two or
three half do es,two days apart, alter the first
dose had taken effect, would have c ured him
ami prevented his illness, and his consequent
The t:iau did not know this, or, as lieecher
would have said, his foresight was not so
good as his hindsight. Another time this
man will know just what to do to save pain,
time and money.
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BUTLER, - - JP^L.
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Meals at all hours. Open all night.
Breakfast 25 cents,
Dinner •i r > cents.
Supper 23 cents.
bodging 25 cents.
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JOHN R. & A. MURDOCH,
8 Smithflel l street, for Trees. Seeds. Lilies
or ape Vines. Hardy Ho*"s. (unary i;irds,(»ol I
Dcticrlpitvc Fall Ca'aliUgo u<a>icd tree.
"NOV/ I LAY ME."
[The AViciiit.i (Ka:i I Etnjie says the fol
lowing poem was left at the office by an
unknown man, who eaute to ask for work.]
Near the eatnpfire's flickering light.
In my blanket bed I lie.
li.uiii? through the >liaile? of night
At the twinkling stars oil high.
O'er in** >pirits in the air
Silent vigils seem to keep,
As I breathe my childhood's prayer.
"Now I lay tin' ilown to sleep."
Sadly Mug> the whipporwill
lit tin- boughs of yonder tree,
Laughingly the dauciug rill
Swells the midnight melody.
Foemen may be lurking near
In the canyon dark and deep-
Low I breathe in Jesus' ear:
• I pray the Lord my soul to keep."
'Mid the stars one face I see—
One the Saviour turned away —
Mother, who in infancy
Taught my baby lips to pray.
Her sweet spirit hovers near.
In this lonely mountain brake —
Take nie to her. Saviour dear.
,- Tf I should die before I wake.'"
Fainter grows the tlikering light.
As each ember slowly dies;
Plaintively the birds of night
Fill the air with saddening cries.
Over me they seem to cry :
'•You may nevermore awake."
I. iw I lisp : ''lf I should die
I pray the Lord my soul to take."
••Now I lay me down to sleep, •
I pray the Lord my soul to keep :
If I should die before I wake,
I pray the Lord my soul to take."
THE DEACON'S WEEK.
The communion service of January was
just over in the church at Sugar Hollow,
and people were waiting for Mr. Parkes to'
give out the hymn; but he did not give it
out —he laid his book down on the table
and looked about on his church.
He was a man of simplicity and sincerity,
fully in earnest to do his Lord's work, and
do it with all his might: but he did some
times feel discouraged. His congregation
was a mixture of farmers and mechanics,
for Sugar Hollow was cut in two by Sugar
Krook —a brawling, noisy stream that turn
ed the wheel of many a mill and manufac
tory; yet on the hills around it there was
still a scattered population, eating their
bread in the full perception of the primeval
curse. So lie had to contend, with the keen
brain and skeptical comment of the men
who piqued themselves on power to ham
mer at theological problems as well as hot
iron, with the jealousy and repulsion and
hitter feeling that has bred the com
munistic hordes abroad and at home: while
perhaps he had a still harder task to
awaken the sluggish souls of those who
used their days to struggle with barren
hill side and rocky pasture for mere food
and clothing, and their nights to sleep the
dull sleep of physical fatigue and mental
It seemed sometimes to Mr. Parkes that
nothing but the trump of Gabriel could
arouse his people from their sins and make
them believe on the Lord and follow his
footsteps. Today—no —a long time before
today—he had mused and prayed till an
idea took shape in his thought, and now he
was to put it in practice; yet he felt pe
culiarly responsible and solemnized as he
looked about him and foreboded the suc
cess of his experiment. Then there flash
ed across him, as words of Scripture will
come back to the habitual liible reader,
the noble utterance of Gamaliel concerning
Peter and his brethren when they stood be
fore the council: "If this council or this
work be of men it will come to naught;
but if it be of God he cannot overthrow it."
So with a sense of strength the minister
"My dear friends," he said, "you all
know, though I did not give any notice to
that effect, that this week is the Week of
Prayer. I have a mind to ask you to make
it for this once a week of practice instead.
I think we may discover some things,some
of the things of God, in this manner that a
succession of prayer meetings would not
perhaps so thoroughly reveal to us. Now
when I say this I don't mean to have you
go home and vaguely endeavor to walk
straight in the old way: I want you to take
•topics,' as they are called, for prayer
meetings. For instance, Monday is prayer
for the temperance work. Try all that
day 11 be temperate in speech, in act, in
indulgence of any kind that is hurtful to
you. The next day is for Sunday Schools;
go and visit your scholars, such of you as
are teachers, and try to feel that they have
livin" souls to save. Wednesday is a day for
fellowship meeting; we are cordially in
vited to attend a union meeting of this
sort at liantaiu Few of us can go twenty
five miles to be with our brethren there;
let us go and see those who have been cold
to us for some reason, heal up our breaches
of friendship, confess our shortcomings one
to another, and act as if. in our Master's
words, 'all ye are brethren."
"Thursday is the da 3' to pray for the
family relation; let us each try to Ue to
our families of that da 3' in our measure
what the Lord is to His family, the church,
remembering the words, 'Fathers, provoke
not your children to anger; Husbands, love
your wives, and be not bitter agaiust
them.' These are texts rarely commented
upon. I have noticed, in our conference
meetings; we arc more apt to speak of the
obedience due from children, and the sub
mission and meekness our wives owe us,
forgetting that duties are always reciprocal.
"Friday the church is to be pra3'cd for.
Let its then, each 113- himself, tiy to act
that day just as we think Christ, our great
exemplar, would have acted in our places.
Let us try to prove to ourselves and the
wo' 1 1 about us that we have not taken
upon us His name lightly or in vain.
Saturday is prayer day for the heathen and
aud foreign missions. Brethreu. you know
and 1 know, that there are heathen at our
doors here; let ever3 r one of 3*ou who will
take that day to preach the Gospel to some
011 c who does not hear it anywhere else.
Perhaps 3-011 will find work that ye knew
not of, lying iu 3'our midst. And let us
all, 011 Saturday evening, meet here again,
and choose some one brother to relate his
experience of the week. Vou who are will
ing to try this method please rise."
Everybody rose, except old Amos Tuck
er, who never stirred, though his wife pull
ed at him and whispered to him imploring
I3'. He only shook his grizzled head and
"Let us sing the doxolog3-," said Mr.
Parkes; and it was suug with lull fervor.
The new idea had roused the church fully;
it was something fixed and positive to do;
it was the lever point Archimedes louged
for, and each felt ready and strong to move
Saturday night the church assembled
again. The cheerlul eagerness was gone
from their faces; they looked downcast,
troubled, weary, ballots were passed about:
each one tore a bit of paper from the sheet
placed iu the hymn books for that purpose,
and wrote on it a name. The pastor said,
after lie had counted theui:
"Deacon Emmons, tin- lot has fallen oil
BUTLER, PA., FRIDAY, AUGUST 9, !889-
"Fin sorry for't." said the deacon, rising
up and taking off his overcoat. "I haia't
got the !i"-t "t record. Mr. Pari.' now I
"That Nu't what we want," .-aid Mr.
Parkes. "We want to know the whole ex
perience of some among us, and wc know
you will not tell us either more or b-s- than
what you did experience."
Deacon Emmons was a short, thick-set
uian, with a shrewd, kindly face and gray
hair, who kept the village .-tore, and had
a well-earned reputation for honesty.
"Well, brethren," he said, "i douo win
1 shouldn't tell it. 1 am pretty well
ashamed of myself, no doubt, but 1 ought
to be. and maybe I shall profit by what
I've found out these six days back. I'll
tell 3 011 just as it come. Monday I looked
about me to begin with. I am amazin'
fond of cofl'ee, and it ain't good for 111c —
the doctor says it ain't —but, dear me. it
does set a man tip good, cold mornings, to
have a cup of hot, sweet, tasty driuk, and
I haven't had the grit to refuse. I knew
it made me what folks call nervous, and I
call cross, before night comes; and I knew
it fetched on spells of low spirits when
our folks couldn't get a word out of ine—
not a good one. anyway; so 1 thought I'd
try on that to begin with. I tell vou it
come hard! 1 hankered alter that drink of
cofl'ee dreadful! Seemed as though I
couldn't cat my breakfast without it. 1
feel to pity a man that loves liquor niore'n
I ever did iu my life before; but I feel sore
they can stop if they try. for I've stopped,
and I'm a-goin' to stay stopped.
"Well, come to dinner, there was an
other fight. Ido set by pie the most of
anything; I was fetched on pic, as you may
say. Our folks always had it threo times
a day, and the doctor, he's been talkin'
and talkin' to me about eatin' pie. I have
the dyspepsia like everything, and it makes
me useless by spells, aud onreliable as a
weather cock. An' Dr. Drake he says
there won't notbin' help but to diet. I
was readin' the Bible that morning, while
I sat waitin' for breakfast, for 'twas Mon
dav, and wife was kind of set back with
washin' and all. and 1 came acrost that
part where it.says that the bodies of
Christians are temples cf the Holy Ghost.
Well, thinks I, we'd ought to take care of
them if they be and see that they're kep'
clean and pleasant, like the church; and
nobody can be clean aud pleasant that has
dyspepsia. But come to pie, I felt as tho
1 couldn't, and lo ye. I didn't! I eat a
piece right against my conscience; facin'
what I knew I ought to do, I went aud did
what I ought not to. I tell ye my con
science made music of me consider'ble,
and I said then I wouldn't never sneer at
a drinkin' man 110 more when he slipped
up. I'd feel for him and help him, for 1
see just how it was. So that day's prac
tice giv' out, but it lnrnt me a good deal
niore'n 1 knew before.
"I started out next to look up my Bible
class. They haven't really "tended up to
Sunday school as they ought to. along
back, but 1 was busy here, aud there didn't
seem to be a real chance to get to it.
Well, 'twould take the evenin' to tell it
all, but 1 found one real sick, been abed
for three weeks, and was so glad to see me
that I felt really ashamed. Seemed as tho
I heard the Lord for the first time sayin'.
'lnasmuch as you did it not to one of the
least of these, \*e did it not to me.' Then
another man's old mother sa3's to me be
fore he come in from the shed, sa3's she:
. He's been a sa3 r in' that if folks practiced
what tht.'3" preached, you'd ha' come round
to look him up afore now, but he reckoned
you kinder looked down on mill hands.
I'm awful glad yon come.' Brethren, so
was 1! I tell 3-ou that day's work done me
good. 1 got a poor opinion of Josiah Em
mons, now I tell ye; but I learned more
about the Lord's wisdom than a month o'
Sundays ever showed me."
A smile he could not repress passed over
Mr. Parke's earnest face. The deacon
had forgotten all external issues in coming
so close to the heart of things; but the
smile passed as lie said:
"Brother Emmons, do 3-011 remember
what the Master said,—'lf any man will
do his will lie shall know of the doctrine,
whether it be of God or whether I speak of
"Well, it's so," answered the deacon,
"it's so right aloug. Why, I never thought
so much of 1113- Bible class, nor took so
much iut'rest in 'cm as I do today—not
since I begun to teach. I believe they'll
come more reg'lar now, too.
"Now come fellowship da3'. I thought
that would be plain sailiu'; seemed as tho
I'd got warmed up till I felt pleasant
towardst evcr3"body; so I went around sec
in' folks that was neighbors, aud 'twas
eas3 T ; but when I come home noon spell
Philury nays, *uyx she, 'Squire Tucker's
black bull is iuto the orchard a-tearing
round, and he's knocked two lengths o"
fence down flat!' Well, the old Adam riz
up then, you'd better b'lieve. That black
bull has been a-breaking into 1113' lots ever
scnce we gyt in the aftermath, and its
Square Tucker's fence, and he won't make
it bull-strong as he'd oughtcr, and that or
chard was a 3'oung one jest comin' to bear,
and all the,new wood crisp as cracklin's
with frost. You'd better b'lieve I didn't
have much feller-feeliu' with Amos Tuck
er. I just put over to his house and spoke
up pretty free to him, when he looked up
and sa3's, says he, 'Fellowship-meetin' day
ain't it, deacon?" I'd ruther he'd ha' slap
ped 1113- face. 1 felt as though I should
like to slip behind the door. I sec prett3*
distiuct what sort of a life I'd been liviu'
all those 3'ears I'd been a professor, when
I couldn't hold 011 to my tongue and tem
per one day."
"Breth-c ren," interrupted a slow, harsh
voice, somewhat broken with emotion,
"I'll tell the rest on't. Josiah Emmons
come round like a man an' a Christian
right there. 11c asked me to forgive him,
and not to think t'was his'n and notbin
else. I think more of him to-day than I
ever done before. I was one that wouldn't
say I'd practice with ihe rest of ye. I
thought 'twas everlastiu' nonsense. I'd
ruther go to forty-nine prayer meetiu's than
work at boin' good a week. I believe 1113'
hope has been one of them that perish;
hain't worked, nnd leave it behind to-day.
1 mean to begin honest, and it was seein'
one honest Christian man fetched me
Amos Tucker sat down aud buried his
grizzled head in his rough hands.
"Bless the Lord!" said the quavering
tones of a still older man from a far corner
of the house, and 11111113' a glistening e3'e
gave silent response.
"Go ou Brother Emmons," said the min
"Well, when next day come", I got up
to make the lire, and 1113- Joe hail forgot
the kiudliu's. I'd opened 1113' mouth to
give him Jesse, when it came over me sud
den that this was the day of prayer for the
family relation. 1 thought 1 wouldn't sa3 r
notliin.' 1 just fetched in the kindlin's
1113-self, aud when the tire burnt up good
I called wife.
" -Dear me,' sa3's she, "I've got such a
headache, 'Siah, but I'll couie in a minnit.'
I didn't mind that, for women are always
having aches, and I was just a-goin' to say
.so when I remembered the text about not
beiu' bitter against 'em, so I sa3's, 'Phllur3',
you can lay abed; I expect Emmy and me
can get the vittles to-day.' 1 declare, she
turned over mill pivo me -<M-1I a look:whv if
struck rijfht in! There was my wile that
had worked for an' waited <>n me twenty
o.M year, 'most >rart because 1 .-poke kind
of feelin' to her. I u'ent <«nt ami fetched
iu the pail <>' water .-he'd always draw her
self, ami then 1 milked the cow. When 1
came in Philury wa> up fryin' the potatoes,
and the tears a-shinin' on her white face.
She didn't - iy nothir,'. --he's kinder still:
Imt she hadn't no need to. I felt a leetle
mealier'ti I did the day before. Hut 'twau't
liothin' to tut condition when I was goin.'
toward nisclit. down the sullur stairs for
some apples, so's the children Could have a
roast, and I heerd Joe up in the kitchen
say to Emmy, 'I do b'lieve, Km. pa's goin'
to die.'—'Why, Josiah Emmons, how yon
talk!" —'Well, I do, he's so everlastin"
pleasant an' good natered 1 can't but think
she struck with death.' 1 tell ye. breth
ren. I set right down on them sillier stairs
and cried. I did, reely. Seemed as though
the Lord had looked at me je.«t us he did at
Pete. Why, there was my own children
never see me act real fatherly and prettily
in all their lives. I'd growled aud scolded
and prayed at 'em, aud tried to fetch 'en;
up—just as the twig is bent the tree's in
clined. ye know but I hadn't never
thought that they'd got right and reason to
expect I'd do my part as well as they
therein. Seemed n- though I was findin'
out more about Josiah Emmon's shortcom
ings than w as real agreeable.
"Come around Friday I got hack to the
store. I'd kind o' left it to the boys the
early part of the week, and things was a
little cuterin." but I did have sense not to
tear round and use sharp words so much
as common. I began to think 'twas get
tin' easy to practice after five days, when
in come Judge lferrick's wife after some
curt' calico. I had a handsome piece all
don< ofT with roses and things, but there
was a fault in the weavin' —every now and
then a thin streak. She didn't notice it.
but she was pleased with the figures on't,
and said she'd take the whole piece. Well,
just as I wrappin' of it up, what Mr. Parkes
here said about tryiu' to act just as the
Lord would in oui place caine acrost me.
Why, I turned as red as a beet, I know I
did. It made me all of a tremble. There
was I, a door-keeper in the tents of my
God, as David says, really cheat in', and
cheatin' a woman. I tell ye, brethren. 1
was all of a sweat. Miss Herrick," says I.
'1 don't b'live you've looked real close at
this good, 'taint thorough wove,' says I.
So she didn't take it; but what fetched me
was to think how many times I'd done
such mean, •nreliable little things to turn
a penny, and all file time savin' anil pray
that I wanted to be like Christ. I kep' a
trippin' of myself up all day jest in the or
dinary business, and I was peg lower down
when night conic than I was a Thursday.
I'd ruther, as far as the hard work is con
cerned, lay a mile of four-foot stone wall
than undertake to do a man's livin' Chris
tian duty for twelve workm' hours: and
the heft of that is, it's because I ain't used
to it and I ought to be.
"So this mornin' couie around, and I felt
a mite more cherk. Twas missionary
mornin', and seemed as it 'twas a sight
easier to preach than to practice. 1 thought
I'd begin to old Mis' Vedder's. So I put a
Testament in my pocket and knocked to
her door. Says I, 'Good mornin', ma'am,'
aud then I stopped. Words seemed to hang,
somehow. 1 didn't want to pop right out
that I'd come over to try'll convert her
folks. I hemmed and swallowed a little,
and fin'lly I said, says I, 'We don't see
you to meetin' very frequent, Mis' Tedder."
" 'No you don't!' says she, as quick as a
wink, T stay at home and mind my busi
" 'Well, we should like to have you come
along with lis and do ye good,' says I, sort
"Look a here,deacon!" she snapped,'l've
lived along side of you fifteen years,an'you
knowed I never went to meetin'; we ain't
a pious lot aud you kuowed it: we're poor'n
death and uglier than sin. Jim he drinks
and swears, and Malviny dono her letters.
She knows a heap she hadn't ought to, be
sides. Now what are 3-011 a eomin' here
to-day for, I'd like to know, and talkin' so
glib about meetin'f Go to meetin'! I'll go
and couie jest as I daru please, for all you.
Now get out o' this." Why, she came at
mo with a broomstick. There wasn't uo
need on't; what she said was enough. I
hadn't never asked her or hern to so much
as think of goodness before. Then 1 went
to another place jest like that—l wouldn't
call any more names—aud sure enough
there was ten children in rags, the hull of
'em, and the man half drunk, lie give it
to me, too; and 1 don't wonder. I'd never
lifted a hand to serve nor save 'cm before
iu all those years. I'd said considerable
about the heathen in foreign parts, and
give some little to convert 'em, aud 1 had
looked right over the heads of them that
was next door. Seemed as if 1 could hear
Him say. 'These ought'ye to have done,
and not left the other undone.' I couldn't
face another soul to-day, brethren. 1 come
home and here I be. I've been searched
through and through und found wautin'.
God be merciful to me a sinner!"
He dropped into his seat and bowed his
head; aud man 3- another bent also. It was
plain that the deacon's experience was not
the 011I3' one among the brethren. Mr.
l'aysou rose and pra3'ed as he had never
prayed before. The week of practice had
lircd his heart, too. And it began a mem
orable 3'ear for the church in Sugar Hol
low. Not a year of excitement or enthusi
asm,but one when they heard the Lord -ay
ing, us to Israel of old, "Go forward:" and
the 3' obeyed His voice. The Sunday school
nourished, the church services were f"ully
attended, ever 3' good thing was helped ou
its wa3", and peace reigned in their homes
aud hearts—imperfect, perhaps, as new
growths are, hut still an olTshoot of the
peace past understanding.
And another 3'ear they will keep anoth
er week of practice, 113- common consent. —
Ito.sr Tcrri/ Cooke.
A Good Man Pained.
It was on the San Jose train, and two
young ladies—one us serious and good as u
little nun, the other with a mischievious
black eye—sat behind the youngest minis
ter in town. The quiet oue held in her
hand a purple pansy so large that it at
tracted the attention of the young minis
ter. While he was still looking at it the
train rushed into a tunnel. The black-eyed
3'oung woman grabbed the pan S3' in the
darkness from her compniou, aud leaning
over dropped it in the lap of the godly
man. When the train reached da3'light
again the young minister had turned and
with the pan S3' in his hand was glaring re
provingly ut the nun like girl between
whose lingers he had seen the llower. Her
face was blazing, and her downcast (yes
seemed to confess her guilt. The whole
ear snickered, and the mischievious black
eyed girl read her book unconsciously.
That is why the young minister preached
ou the iniquity of flirting the next day.—
San Francisco Examiner.
—A shoe merchant's small 1103- at St.
Louis, Mich., painted on the fence: "If
you want good shoes go to Mr. ."Dr.
Case's small kid witnessed the operation,
und determined to sustain his father's re
putation udiled to the fence the legend:
"If you want good babies go to Dr. Case."
He threw me a kis-.
Mamma didn't know it.
She would take it amiss
That he threw me a ki>.-.
Itut she won't dream of this.
For my face didn't show it.
He threw me a kiss.
And mamma didn't know it
1 'ray where was the harm
When nobody knew it?
There's no cause for alarm;
Pray where was the harm?
That kiss hail a charm;
Xo one saw that I threw it.
Then where was the harm
If nobody knew itf
They think I am old,
Getting blind, I suppose;
Hut iny heart isn't cold
II" I am getting old.
I don't need to be told
Why she blushed like a rose.
Though 1 am growing old.
Yes, and blind, I suppose.
.As long as military achievements will
thrill men. the story of the jrreat French
invasion of the Russian empire at the open- >
ing of this century will have a peculiarly
absorbing interest for readers.
The French army under the Emperor !
Napoleon, on it march to Moscow, arrived j
ou the evening of the 4th of Sep'ember. '
18I_. near the village of Itorodino, on the I
banks of the Moskwa. The Russian army, j
170,000 strong, was here strongly intrench !
ed. (ieucral Kutu.-otl". the hero of many ,
desperate battles with the Turks, iu com- 1
maud, having resolved upon the most des- j
perate resistance, had ranged in command i
ing positions, and behind well constructed '■
redoubts. OX) pieces of heavy artillery.
The French army, numbering 12»UHH».
approached in three great columns. Na
poleon ascended an eminence, and care
fully scrutinizing the position of the enemy,
with his characteristic promptness, instant
ly decided upon his plan of attack.
The night was cold and dark, and a dri?
zling rain fell upon the French army,
weary with their long march. The bivouac
lires of the Russians swept around the
French encampment in a belt of tlame
many miles in extent. The morning was
to usher in a battle which would certainly
be sanguinary in the hiphi*t degree, and
I which might be decisive of the results of
1 Until midnight Napoleon was dictating
dispatches, and sending reconnoitering
parties in all directions. He then retired
to the inner part of his tent, where he
slept. Soon, however, he sent for Marshal
Hessicres, commander of the Imperial
Guard, and inquired of him with great mi
nuteness respecting the wants and supplies
of the soldiers. Still, not satisfied, he
rose and went out to inquire himself of the
soldiers if they had all they needed. He
appeared unusually dejected. Soon after
he had returned again to his inner tent, an
officer, who had occasion to speak to him
found him sitting upon his couch support
ing his head with both of his hands. The
emperor looked itp and said, sadly:
"What is war? It is a trade of bar
barians. The great art consists in being
strongest at a given point. A great day is
at hand. The battle will be a terrible one.
I shall lose twenty thou and men."
As sook as dawn appeared the emperor
was on horseback. The storm of the night
had passed, and the sun arose in unclouded
brilliance. Remembering the splendor of
the sun which had risen on a December
day when he had signally routed the com
bined strength of Russia and Austria in a
single battle nearly seven years before.
Napoleon smiled and said:
"Behold the sun of Austcrlitz."
As he stood upon an eminence,surround
ed by but a few attendants to escape ob
servation, a Russian battery opened tire
upon him. It was the signal for the onset. A
terrific peal of thunder hurst from all the
embattled host. Three hundred thousand
men, with all of the most formidable ma
chiner3 r of war, fell npon each other.
From five o'clock in the morning until
the middle of the afternoon the tempest of
battle swept the field without a moment's
intermission. Davoust, one of the ablest
of the French marshals and the command
er who defeated Hluchcr and the Kingot
Prussia at Auerstadt, was struck from his
horse 113- a cannon ball, which tore the
steed to pieces. As he was plunged head
long and stunned upon the plain, word was
carried to the emperor that the marshal
was dead, lie heard the tidings in silence.
Soon, however, intelligence was brought
him that the marshal was again at the head
of his troops. "God be praised!" exclaim
ed the emperor, fervently.
Count Caulaincourt was a young officer
of rare accomplishments. The night be
fore the, battle, wrapped in his cloak, he
had fixed his eyes, in a sleepless hour, up
on the miniature of his young bride,
whom he had left but a few days after their
marriage. 111 the heat of the battle lie
stood by the side of the emperor, awaiting
his orders. Word was brought that Gen
eral Montbrun, the dashing cavalry leader,
who had been ordered to attack a redoubt,
was killed. Caulaincourt was ordered to
succeed him. Putting spurs to his horse,
he said: "I will be immediately at the
redoubt, dead or alive." He was the lirst
to mount the parapet. At that moment,
pierced liy a musket bullet, be fell dead.
Thus all day long tidings of victory and
of death were reaching the cars of the em
peror. Sadly he listened to the recital as
courier after courier brought to liiin their
reports, while he was still watching with
an eagle eye, and guiding with almost
superhuman skill, all the tremendous en
ergies ol battle. Napoleon had formed
such plans that, from the commencement
of the engagement, he had entertained no
doubt as to the result.
During the whole day, while the billows
of war rolled to anil fro over the plain, he
held in reserve the whole Imperial Guard,
amounting to 20,000 men, notwithstanding
11111113' importunities that they might be
permitted 10 enter the hotly contested
field. At one time Marshal Berthier, the
French chief of staff, in a moment of ap
pareutly fearful peril, entreated him to
send them forward to the aid of a portion
of the arm 3'. apparently on the point of
being swept back by the impetuous foe.
"No," said Napoleon calmly, "the hour of
this battle ia not yet come. It will begin
in two hours more."
The well-ordered movements of the mas
sivc columns of the French under Nev aud
Eugene, the viceroy of Italy, pressed more
and more heavily upon the Russians.
Euch hour some new battery opened its
destructive fire upon their bewildered and
crowded ranks. Gradually the surges of
the battle rolled towards one great redoubt
where the Russians had concentrated their
utmost strength. Both armies gravitated
toward this central point, and all the fury
of the conflict seemed with magnified in
tensity to have gathered there.
Ilchind, around and upon these intrench
mcnts oue hundred thou-aud men were
struggling, with the utmost conceivable
ferocity and dcsj i rat ion. I>en-e volume
of sulphurous -moke, in a cloud black ami
suffocating. enveloped the combatant*.
The most rlfid flaslies a- of lightning, ac
companied by an ince - sarit mar, as <>t
deafening thunder. bur-t I'rimi this volcanic
crater of war. Within its midnight gloom
and amidst it- billows of flame and blond,
horsemen, infantry. aud artillery were
rnshing madly upon each other.
Napoleon gazed calmly and- ilcntly np
on the awful phenomenon. in the midst o, ,
whose da-diing; waves of death his trno-j,.
were contending, and where defeat would j
be followed by eonseqnences nmre di na
trons than imagination well could paint, i
The straggle was »hort. Suddenly the
awful roar of battle ceased. The passing
brecie swept the smoke away, and t!:<
glittering helmets and light armor of the
French cnira-siers gleamed through the
embrasures, and the proud eagles of France
fluttered over the gory bastion-.
The sun was now sinking over the bleak
hills of the north. Sullenly the Russian \
army commenced it- retreat, but with the
indomitable courage characteristic of the
Russians, they disputed every inch of
Had Napoleon then called in his reserve,
the Russian army might perhaps have been
destroyed, and the carnage would have
been far more dreadful. For not do
ing this, he has l>een in a military point of
view, severely censured. He. however,
remarked at the time to General Dumas:
'•People will, perhaps, be astonished
that I have not brought forward my re
serves to obtain greater success. Hut 1
felt the necessity of preserving them to
strike a decisive Mow in the great battle
which the enemy will probably give to us
in the plains in front of Moscow. The suc
cess of the action in which we have been
engaged was secured. Rut it was my duty
to think of the general result of the cam
paign. and it was lor that that 1 spared my
The evening of victory, even to the con
querors. was not one of exultation. Thirty
thousand Frenchman, including forty-three
generals, had been either killed or wound
ed. The loss of the Russians was stijl
According to his invariable custom. Jia
polcon rode that night over the gory field,
paying the most assiduous attention to the
wounded on either side. llis sympathies
were peculiarly excited bv a Russian sol
dier in dreadful suffering. Some one. to
soothe him. remarked: "It is only a Ktis
sian." He replied with warmth: "After
victory there are no enemies, but only
A Valuable Love Letter.
Mr. Mayer, the special examiner of the
Itureau of Pensions, told of a man who
lives up in Butler county. lie is paralyz
ed from a sunstroke received while on the
march to Washington to the grand review
after the surrender of Lee. Not a man
could be found to as-ist in proving his
claim. All his comrades of the march were
scattered or dead. There was not n .-crap
of paper of official record.
"I am satisfied," said Mr. Mayer, ''that
here was n genuine ease. His story was
always consistent, and then he was a com
paratively helpless paralytic. lie could
! move about a little but conld d<> no work.
I tried iu every imaginable way to pet hint
to recall something that would give roe a
clue, but visit alter visit to hiiu brought
"1 finally asked him one day if he ever
wrote letters home, and if he might not
have written about that time.
" 'Why, yes," he said, 'I used to write to
•'And where is she now.'" 1 asked.
" 'There »he is.'
"Did you ever save any of those letters,
madam?' 1 inquired. [Just as though a wo
man didn't always save her love letters
tied up iu a ribbon.]
" 'Why, yes, I believe all the letters he
ever wrote me are upstairs now.' she repli
ed. I'retty soon she came back with a
worn and faded package of letters. And
among them a letter from her then sweet
heart, describing the very incident of the
sunstroke. He had written to her as soon
as he had recovered sulheiently and told
how the day was oppressive and the march
to Washington hot and dusty, and how lie
had been overcome with the heat and had
fallen out by the wayside and had lain uu
der a tree all day long while the column*
were marching 113-.
"That letter to his sweetheart saved the
day. It got his pension. lie had been
trying since IHti-'i until recently to secure
it. It was a ease in which I became pro
foundly interested and I rejoiced with
Queer, Isn't It?
Here is a pretty how d'ye do. John K.
North, of this place, hasacat which recent
ly gave birth to three white kittens. John
Frampton, who lives next door to Mr.
North, has a pair of white rabits, and a few
days ago three little bunnies came to the
rabbit household. Now mark what hap
pened: The old cat lost one of her kitten*,
and. finding the rabbits' nest, she took one
of the young ones in her month, carried it
to her own quarters, placing it beside the
kittens, evidently thinking it was her lost
offspring. The ears were out of all propor
►ions, to In- sure, but the color was right,
and puss was satisfied. Mr. F ramp ton
missed the young rabbit and told Mr.
North about it, and two or three days
afterward, when Mr. North was working
around the stable, he noticed the young
rabbit in with the kittens, and saw that it
and the old cat had assumed the relations
of mother and child, lie told Mr. Framp
ton about it, who took little bunnie home,
but was astonished to find (hat the mother
rabbit would have nothing whatever to do
with her truant offspring, treating it .is a
stranger and interloper. The little rabbit
was therefore taken back to the old cat,
which was delighted at it> return, and she
continues to be a mother to the change
ling, and will no doubt bring it up iu the
most approved pussy cat principles, teach
ing it to catch mice and attend the mid
night concerts on the back yard fence.—
What "Kiltanning" Means.
James Altman. a well known citizen
from the southern part of the county, was
here yesterday. James is quite an au
thority on many matters, and a young
lawyer here propounded tin- following
"What is the meaning of the word
•Kittauning ?' "
"It means," replied Mr Altman with
great gravity, "the home of thieves, rub
bers, liars and lawyers."
No further inquiry after authorities
were made from Mr. Altman. — hiitlau
—A violinist is like a charming young
maiden in that he likes to get his bow on a
—lt is the Clerk of the Weather who
frequently makes a signal failure.
—A youth will never have hi- ways
mended by patronizing the -berry cobbler
You cannot always tell the amount of I
gas in a poem by its meter.
A Century Hence--A Startling
Mr. S. L boo mis predicted the result «.f
the c« nsus of Is.- within IS.OOO of the ac
tual figures. lie e-tiinate- that the popu
lation of the country iu 1»90 will reach
67.250.000 an i; r<-a- during the pact de
cade of more than 30 per cent. To allow
a reasonable margin for possible error we
may place the total at 67,000,0*10 and the
decennial increase at 30 per cent. Should
this ratio of increase continue, onr popula
ti>>:i nt the end of each decade during the
n< t 100 years will be represented by the
following figures, the progresive immensi
ty of which will surprise most people and
perhaps cause them to womler:
W HAT Tills X\TI«>N Is i Olllsi. To.
19." to 191.iVt.7oi>
1990 915.079.64 2
People of a speculative turn of mind may
well a-k themselves what is to be done
with s,> enormous a population, how tire
they to be supported, and many other
questions that, though purely speculative
now. may assume a vital importance be
fore the close of the next century. The
total area of the I'nited States, including
Alaska, is 3.580.242 .juare utile*, or 2,
291,:i.V!.550 acres. This area necessarily
includes the lakes, rivers and uniuhabita
mountains and d» serfs, yet we find that
there will be an average of more than two
and one-half persons to each acre of our
total area when the enumerators enter
upon their duties one hundred years hence.
The exact figures are 2,504.
According to Mr. Loomim the ratio of
increase of population by births over
deaths, although mncli less than it wait a
century siuee. is at present 20.1 pet cent,
per annum, or 20.1 each ten years. Ac
cepting. for convenience, the ratio of deci
mal increase as 20 per cent., and casting
aside all accretion from immigration, we
tiud that iu the year 1990 our total ]>opula
tion will be more than 610.000.000.
Whether these figures are accepted as
reasonably trustworthy or rejected as gross
exaggeration, the fact still remains that
the natural and inevitable increase of the
population, not alone of our own country,
but of the whole world. present* a problem
that may well engage the thoughtful mind.
Washington Hrtninq slur.
A Strictly Judicial Answer.
One of the best stories of white haired,
white chokered, courteous Calvin Record,
is about a mellow old lawyer who used to
live on the banks of the Androscoggin.
The Squire was given to deep potations and
was famous for his fine distinctions. It is
said that in special pleading he could split
a hair even more closely than Mr. Keeord
lint often after the shades of night had
fallen, the Squire might have been seen
struggling home so booxy that he appar
ently could not split a shingle, to say
nothing of a hair.
One night when he was drunker than us
ual. he staggered completely out of his
course and could not find it. localizing
that he was lost and drifting into nnfamil
. iar regions, he called at a house to ask for
• Madame," he gravely -aid to the lady
who came to the door, candle iu baud, "can
you tell (hie) me where Squire Itlank
"Certainly," she said, and gave him full
1 Cut as she talked and looked, aud as her
caudle gradually brought out the man be
fore her, a puzzled expression came into
her lace, and she finally asked: "but isn't
this Squire Blankf"
"Madame." replied the old lawyer, as
suming a judicial air. "that is entirely (hie)
Col Tee in Liver and Kidney
It is now more than thirty years since
Dr. I.andarrabilco called attention iu the
medical journals to the great value of
green or unroasted coffee iu hepatic juvfr
nephritic diseases. After having continu
ed to use tin- remedy for ''.fTward of a third
of a century iu many hundreds of cases, he
again appeals to the profession, through
the Moniltur </< I'lurajH ntn/m . to give it
a trial in those cases of liver and kidney
troubles which have resisted all other
treatment. His habit is to place 'Si
grammes, or about J drachms, of the green
berries (he prefers a mixture of 2 parts of
Mocha with 1 part each of Martinique aud
Isle de Bourbon coffee) in a tumbler of
cold water, and let them infuse overnight.
The infusion, after .-training or filtering, is
to be taken on an empty stomach the first
thing after getting up in the morning. He
cites many cases of renal and hepatic col
ics, diabetes, migraine, etc., which al
though rebellious to all other treatments
for years, soon yielded to the green coffee
iufusion. It is worth a trial al auy rate.
The Boy's Composition on
The following is a sample of a Friday
afternoon eom|»offition which Adam I'ig
tier wrote while a boy at school. We may
add that Adam wa- mindly thrashed for
"A schoolma'rm is verb. becaaae -he
denotes action when you throw paper
wads at the gals. Switch is a conjunc
tiou, and is used to connect the verb
schoolma'rm to the noun boy. This is a
compound sentence, of which boy is the
subject and switch the object. First per
on, plural number, hellish case. A school
ma'rm is different from a boy; a l>oy wear
pants and a school ma'rm wears her hair
all banged on the forehead. She puts
paint on her face and has ome big fel
ler come and take her home. Ma says a
schoolma'rni never gets to l»e older
than 18 until she gets married. It
takes two schoolma'rms all day to cook
Must Use Automatic Couplers.
The bill compelling railroads to cqnip
freight cars with automatic coupler# pass
ed by the New York legislature last win
ter has been approved by the governor,
it provides that after Nor. 1. 1 s!r_'. all
steam railroad- -hall equip all their owu
engine- and freight cars with "such auto
niatic self couplers," and that it shall be
unlawful after that date to run any of their
own cars not thus equipped, except in
emergencies. Iu special canes the railroad
commissioners may cxieud the time one
year. The pcualty for non- compliance is
$•">00 for each offense.
—The ro.ul to ruin leads through the
"How dare you treat me thn-f* he wrote.
"You saucy little shrew!
To call me -mall potatoes just
Itecause I m mashed on you."
She seized the pen in wilful mood.
And these lines off she dashed.
"The smaller the potatoe- are
The easier they re mashed."