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VOL XXVII. IfifcMMlpa - . W 'gjim e R-TAv - yFJ X-. ■ 111 '"" HENRY BIEHL 1 I NORTH MAIN STHEET, BU TL.E"R - NP-LJL'JM 2nT' A DEALER IN Hardware and Houso Furnisliing Goods. Agricultural Implements, Kramer Wagons, Buggies, Carts, Wheel Barrows, Brammer Washing Machines, New Sunshine and Howard Banges, Stoves, Table and ] oeket Cutler}', Hanging Lamps. Man ufacturer ol Tinware. Tin Reefing and Spouting A Specialty. WHERE A CHILD CAN BUY AS CHEAP AS A MAN. J. R. GRIEB. PROF. R. J. LAMB. GRIEB & LAMB'S MUSIC STORE. NO. 16 SOUTH MAIN ST.. BUTLEK. PA. HSSjj Sole Agents for Butler, Mercer and Clar *|§n ion counties for Behr Bros. Magnificent Pi- Newby & Evans' Fianos, Sniith \WQT American and Carpenter Organs, Importers theCelebrated Steinmeyer Pianos, and Dealers in Violins, Bruno Guitars, and All Kinds of Musical Instruments. SHEET MUSIC A SPECIALTY Pianos and Organs sold on installments. Old Instruments taken in exchange. Come and sec us, as we can save you money. Tuning and Repairing of all kinds of Musical Instruments Promptly attended to. Established 1850 E. GRIEB, THE JEWELER, No. 19, North Main St., BUTLER, PA., DEALER IN Diamonds, Watches, Clocks, Jewelry, Silverware, Spectacles, &c., &c. Society Emblems of all Descriptions. Repairing in all branches skillfully done and warranted. 185 O JESSTABIjISHED 1850 THIS WEEK, And for the next 30 days we shall con tinue to clear our shelves oi Winter Goods to make room for in nmc GOODS. Come early as the prices we have reduc ed them to will move theni rapid ly as they are marked very low. You will find some big bargains at TBOUTMAN'S. * Leading Dry Goods and Carpet House, Butler, Pa* THE BUTLER CITIZEN. PROFESSION A L C All DS. J. W. MILLER, Architect. I nuiceoaft. w. cwwtl DUiwxt J'laiis and specillcatlons lor cheap and expen sHe buildings mad'' on short notice. A. A. KELTY, M. D. Oflleft ,s doors south of !!»<• \ House, Main st., Rutlcr. 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Douglass, Ts'ear PostotKce, Butler, Pa Advtjfiis} ir ♦HO CITIZEN, HEINRICH AND Ills \ 10. LIN. P.V iIABV MoKltlSoN. once U|KMI it lime, uot a huudred years ago, a large -hip .sailed into the harbor at | New York. She was tilleil with emigrants coming trom Germauy. Why they wanted to leave their lx*;wiit iful land for the wilds of America. I cannot tell. I'or gold, perhaps; fur to many people gold is the angel that stands in the sun, and tliey follow him to the west as he frees down, and then they are left in the dark ness—not all. some live through the uight and find hiut again in the morning—uot many. Among the passengers slauds a young man who holds a little hoy hy the hand. Lcauing on his arm is his mother, the grandmother of the child. They all look anxiously at the city in the mists. '"The fog is a kail omeu," the old wo man croaks. "The new world ought, to he willing to show her lace to us, and not hide it. behind a veil." ••Perhaps she'll lilt her veil when we get nearer to her,'' said the child, and his fath er patted him on the head and smiled. At, last the pier was gained and the up roar on shore and on board was something fearful to the ears of the emigrants used only to country sounds, like the lowing of cattle and the bleating of lambs. "See! the fog has passed away!" cried the child. Hut the woman muttered: "She is ugli er without, her veil than with it." They were whirled from the ship to the cars and borne by tin- rushing steam across the country to the far west. "Seems to me we are leaving all the prelt3 - places, grandmother." said the child, but she did not answer him, and the boy wondered —wondered why they did not stay in one of those handsome houses. Poor child! he had not learned that there was no pot of gold at the rainbow's end; and that it" there were, it might not be for him. And when his father said they had not the money to live there, he wondered why he did not get it then. "We will. God helping us," his father said, and as he spoke he pressed his lips tightly, and looked out far away wherj the hills touched the sky. "Beyond the mountains —ah! yes there is always the land of promise," muttered his mother, as she Saw where his eyes were fixed. Finally, after many weary days and nights their traveling was over. The last part of the way they had been carried in a huge emigrant wagon. They stopped on the shoro of a little lake among the hills. "It was a bit like the fatherland," llein rich's father said. The grandmother curl ed her lips and was silent, but the boy knelt by the water and watched the fishes turn to gold in the sunlight. t'arl Hitter was a father. When very young he had married one of the very pretty peasant maidens of his own village, and had taken her home to live with him and his mother. The year lleiurich was born was a hard .season, and the landhold er became cruel and tyrranical, as the land yielded less than usual. The sweet young mother, with her blue eyes and soft brown hair, tried hard to make the noted two ends meet, but with the increased train of care and anxiety, grew ill and died, .lust then, when everything seemed against poor Carl, there came a man from Ameri ca futFWglowing reports of the golden land in the west, and that was the secret of Carl's voyage- 11 is mother opposed the plan. She would rather lay her bones un der the flowers of Germany than dwell a "line lady" iu America. lint you know that where the lambs go, the sheep will follow; so she—but uot without many a look back—had come across the sea. Land was plenty and cheap, and with a very little money Carl hired several acres and put up a log cabin near the shores of the lake. Many were the hardships and privations, but his brave spirit seemed to triumph over them all. lie was as last able to pay for his land and add a small log shelter for his cattle. lleiurich loved to follow his father every where, but better than everything else ho loved, in the long evenings, to sit and list en to his violin—the German Hausfreund (house friend), that followed . his fortunes everywhere. The old grandmother grew infirm and more irritable, for with increase of goods came greater care, and the charge of the milk and butter grieved her careful soul overmuch. She complained to Carl that the care of the dairy and the vegetable bed was too much l'or her. She told him he must get himself a wife—a woman young and strong. There was liertha Lindhaus, a rosy-cheeked, stout-armed wo man—she was just the one. lint poor Carl's face would look very sad as she spoke, and he would say nothing, but take down his violin and play such .soft, sweet strains, any one might know ho was think ing of something beyoud the earth —even of Ileiurich's mother, who with the angels. One night, when the cattle were driven home and he had closed the door for the night, they sat down for the supper. The old woman was complaining bitlerly of rheumatism. lleiurich was fretting be cause his bread was too salt. Xo one not iced Carl's hand tremble, and he ate noth ing—they were so taken up with their own troubles. After tea he took down his violin, and Hcinrich came and sat down by his side, lie drew his bow across the strings. There came one low sweet strain of melody, and the instrument dropped from his hands. ISoth hastened to him, and with difficul ty helped him ou his low bed, and then the boy went for help. As his mother bent over her son, he op ened his eyes and murmured, "The door! Open it!" and as the light fell on his bed, he turned his. The moou was risiug over the distant hills, and making a bridge of light across the plain. Carl pointed to the hills. "Did yon uot say, mother, the land of promise was—beyond those mountains? lam going there, Good-bye." And before aid had arrived his spirit had passed over the shining way beyond the boundary. lleiurich, who had heard all the conver sations of the older people, said: "Brother has a young wife now. hasn't he?" "But his grandmother only sighed. She would that he might have had Bertha. Hitter had died of heart disease, so he was buried iu the graveyard in the valley, whieh was already becoming a silent vil lage by itself. And now Heinrich was 12 years old. His grandmother was 80, and they were left with the care of the farm and the cat tle. It was no use. They could not take care of them, and it was sold "for a song," except the cabin and the vegetable garden. But there was one thing that little Hein rich treasured more than anything else his father had left—it was the old violin. When work was done he would take it iu his arms, and steal out alone iu the sum mer nights to the "Hod's Acre," and play on his instrument. He never played anv thing but low, solemn music there. One day everything had seemed to go wrong; some one's sheep bad been iu the UUTLER PA.. FRIDAY. FEBRUARY 11, 1890 garden, his grandmother sick, and tin cow was lame; and when a Kind neighbor runic in at night he took hit violin and went down a little path into the woods. The stars -hone through the branche , making the trees look &s if they were lighted for t'iiri.-tuia.-, and the ground v\ .i-. covered with a soft, lirown carpet of pine. There, as he drew out sweet strains of nm sie, a voice like his father', ceincd to say "Cheer up. Heinrich, never give up!" And his heart was tilled with comfort. Everyday, all the time that the boy could spare from his daily work, was spent in practicing; sometimes iu the summer evenings he would play bright, lively dancing music, and some ol tin- villagers would join bauds aud dance; and after ward they would give him a lew coppers, which he would rarefnlly treasure as among his first earnings. These two, the boy and his grandmother toiled very hard, but there eanie one day when he had to toil hy himself. She had been laid away to .sleep in tin valley. "She was old, it was time for her to die," the people said, but Ueinrich's eyes were full of tears—he was alone iu the world now. The log cabin had to be .-old, and alter the debts were paid there was very little left for the poor boy. lie did not know which way to turn, lie had no longer a roof to cover his head. While he was pondering what he should do, he crept out of the house where he had been taken in for a few nights, and went with his violin in his arms to his father's grave, aud began to play the "Eri King," which he had learned from him. It seemed wild, unearthly aud solemn down there in the valley, aud as lie played an indeftable fear filled his heart. Then he remembered a story iu au obi book some one had lent him about a boy who worked hard aud studied music, aud when lie grew up be came a teacher in a university. This sto ry had sunk deep into bis heart, and as be thought of it now. bis heart became lilled with ambition. It was just about time for the boat to cross the laki—be had a few cents in his p-'iJifcL. and iletf'iiiimd that he would be gin his travels, and start on hi career in the great world. lie had nothing treasured to leave behind him,all his treas nres had gone on beyond. He had aiily to choose his way toward theni. The boatman willingly took liiui in, and rowed him across the water; bat before he turned to go back he slipped, the boy's money into his pocket, lie was a rough German boatman, but as he said afterward. "It would hab gone to uiiue hertz to take moneys from a poor sohn who has hi s \a ter lost." The boat .slid from the sand on lo the lake and Heinrieh was left alone, only the moon looked at her face in the water, and Heinrieh v.as lelt alouc. Only the moon looked at her face in the water, and the waves whispered softly to the pebbles. lie traveled on toward the east. All the stars faded away and the moon grew pale, but the golden sua showed its head over the distant hill tops, and he went on. lie walked ten uiiles that day, and at night slept in a barn. AVhen he awoke, lie felt for his violin, it was there safe be side him; but his money, the boatman's gift with the rest, was all gone. The tears stood in his eyes as ho pre wed the bans freund to his heart, as much ai to say, "Von are all I have left." and slowly pur sued his journey. Finally, playing am' pa.-ng bis way with bis melody as he went, he came to a great city. It was jnst at night, and he sat down on the .side of a bridge and lean ed against a lamp. It was a hard pillow, but he had become used to that. In the morning he weut with a throng of labor era until lie came to a coal yard. A man shouted to him, "Here, boy, waut some work?" Ah! how his heart beat! "Indeed, I do, sir," he said earnest ly- ■•Well, we keep a droppin' our coal oil' the carts' an' wc want a hoy that's quick an' lively to pick it up. We'll pay yon well. What's that under your arm?" "My violin," sir. "Fiddle-dee-dee! Well, never mind; lay it under the roofing there, and come and work." It was hard labor, hut the boy tried and did well, and a voice always seemed say ing to him, when he was tired or discour aged, "Cheer np, Heinrieh, never give up!" When night came and the men were put ting on their coats to go away he took up his violin and began to play "llome,Sweet Home." The men stopped in wonder and listened. "That's well done," said Jim, as a tear made a white path down his black cheek. "Pass ronnd the hat, boys. I declare if that ere didn't make lue think of my old woman! Seemed to me as if I could al most hear the baby a-cryin', an' the dough nuts a-spnttcrin' on the fire. She's many a mile away; dear heart! Play us one more." Heinrieh played again, and after that the men left him, all but Jim, who linger ed. "Have you got 'ere a place to spend the night, my hoyT If you hain't, come with me." Heinrieh thanked him and weut with hint. It wasn't "much of a place," it wasn't Jim's real home, but it was a quiet little room in the loft of a barn. "Wish I could you the real place," Jim said. The next day he worked until night, and then gathered round him for another tune. This time is was a merry waltz, and almost before they were aware tiny were hopping about the yard like so many black mon keys. Night after night, when work was over, the hoy washed his faee and hands and played for the men, and his fame began to spread through the city. One night, as the men stood waiting, and the outsiders crowded around, Heinrieh turned from a gay polka to a low, .sweet strain Irom one of Beethoven's symphonies, which he remembered from his father's teachings. A young girl was just passing, 1,-uuiug on her father's arm. "Why, papa, just listen," she cried. "There i 3 that strain from Beethoven 1 have been trying all day to play light. Just think of hearing it in a coal yard! Bo stop a minute, papa!" So they stopped. "It is a strange sight," said tier father thoughtfully. And so it was—that little fair-faced boy standing amid a throng of coal-blackened laborers, bis hat lying oil the ground, his bright hair curling about his forehead, his earnest blue eyes full of expression, his face warmed with the glow from the sun set and the scarlet Hannel blouse jjst open ing at his throat. There lie stood, his vio lin raised on bis shoulder his whole soul absorbed in the long drawn out harmony. They had all gone away but .lint and Heinrieh, when the gentleman called the hoy to him. ' My lad, do you waut to study music?" Tho boy's heart leaped into his mouth, and hi' looked into the gentleman's faee as if ho were "an angel that told him the e things." "Oh! so much, so very much!" he said. "Havo you any home, any friends here?" "Only this," the boy hugged the bails frennd—"this, and Jim." ■Where are your father and mother?" Hcinrich looked up to the sky, and ju.t at that moment a .star came out where hi • linger poiuted. "Vou shall come home with me, ami 1 will teach you with my other pupils. Hon much longer must you work here?" "Only until tomorrow," replied the boy joyfully, and the gentleman gave him his his card and left him. That night, when he told Jim his good fortune, the burly fellow wiped hi■: eye with his coatsleeve. "Well, God bless you. boy! I wanted to take yon home with me to see the baby .some time or other, but it's all right. God ble.s you!" lleiurich Hitter began his studies next day. Mail', times through the lapse of years his heart almost failed him; once when he was wrongfully accused of theft, once when lie was ill and played hi- part wrong at a grand concert. \t last came the greatest joy of hi i life —lie was to go to Germany and perfect himself in his ait. His kind benefactor was going with him, aud also his beucfae tor's Wife ami two daughtrrs, one of whom Heinrich loved- he had only tohl this to his violin though. Eight years passed. The boy grew to manhood, the girl to womanhood. The little old violin had been changed for one of better make and purer tone, tint the lair girl's image in Ueinrich's heart remained only more deeply fixed, dearer to him than evr. Day aud night he had labored, thin' ing with alternate hope and fear of the future before him. but always working, always studying, pressing on higher and higher, overcoming every difficulty, but .still as far as ever from obtaining his ob ject. Fairer even than in early youth had Gertrude Lander become. Her hair, like woven sunlight, wound around her classic head and rippled over her low white fore head; her eyes a deep violet gray; her features rather suiull but not inconsistent with her fairy-like form; her hand small and white and fiilJjyfjtwpietic touch. Ah. what wunder that the rich young baron "ov»r opposite" had offered title, fortune and himself lo her! What wonder that the young arti.:t from America, who was study ing paiutiug iu Germany, forgot palette, canvas, anil all ill looking at this one fair face! And when he mildly tohl the young girl's father of his hopes aud was so coldly repulsed, ua-il strange thnt a mother in America received news that Italy was the | far better place lo study the tine arts? She | had told liiin so all aloug.she said. lleiurich had heard from Mr. Lander, her father, of those proposals. He was told that the first uonhl be favored iu every possible way; he was also told that the love of Gertrude should never be given to a young mau like the artist, with fame and fortune vet to be mnde. I.ate one night the young musician sat at his window, which overlooked the street. Just below walked two young men back and forth in earnest conversation. Heinrieh was thinking of the time when he and Gertrude were children, when they crossed the ocean, and -he one day, look ing across the sea, hail laid her hand in his and promised to lie his little wife jnst as soon as papa would be willing. Ah! what a long time ago that .seemed! Madly jealous of the rich baron, di scon len led w il h himself, he put his head on hi.; hauds on the window-sill, lie bail never dared of late to say anything to Gertrude of his love, lie fras poor, and she was rich; lie would wait until he could meet her 1111 equal ground. The conversation below in the street he came more distinct, from a change in the wind. "I tell you, no use to serenade her. She doesn't care a thaler for you. She's in love with that violinist. She's as much as told me so. Just as soon as he has made a grand debut somewhere or other, her father won't say a word, the baron will go under, and—" "Hush! you are talking too louil; the walls liaye ear,'," and lie was not tar from right. That was all Heinrieh heard, tint, a deep er joy came into his heart than he had felt s : nce the day he had been told he could study music. Of course, in his mind, there was but one woman in Berlin to he quar reled over, and when ho heard the low despairing note of a flute from the other side of the garden, he was not surprised. After this he worked harder than ever over his music. Scarcely speaking to any one. taking no time for amusement, and scarcely any for rest, Gertrude wondered what had taken possession of his mind, and thought him unkind and unt.houghtful of her. never dreaming that all his thoughts anil labors were for her alone. Two years more of hard study and his hour of triumph came. There was to be a great' concert at Berlin, at which he was to play. The King (now Kmperor) and Queen were to be there. Heinrieh did not .sleep all the night before, lie paced the garden behind the house and thought of the morrow, thought ol' his whole life, thought what should be the theme of his improvisation, and of little Gertrude sleep ing in the room above, and prayed God to help him. It was the evening of the grand concert. | The house was filled. Everybody wanted to hear the new violinist, Heinrieh Hitter. The lirst part of the program was scarce ly listened to, but when he stepped on the stage, for a moment all was still, then there came such a chorus of applause that it seemed as if every rafter were clapping. He acknowledged it, and came forward. He looked at Gertrude's expectant face eagerly raised to his. lie saw the people waiting, anil for a moment lelt his own weakness. "Don't give up now," some thing seemed to whisper in his ear. and he raised the instrument. Ah, the story of his life. But my ren dering, compared to his, is like the words of a song without the melody. The great ball was as still as the interior of a pyramid at midnight. Then the air vibrating with a clear, sweet ripple of melody that seem ed far away. Heinrieh was thinking of their coming to America, the eity in the mi.-t. then the rude, inharmonious harmony of doubts and fears, and the lit tle home by the lake; the long evenings when he sat a child at his father's feet, and listened to the sweet tones ol the old violin. Then the weird notes of the Eri-King, brightened by the meeting with one who could unlock the world of sweet sounds to him: then his love for Gertrude and the return to tier many, and his despair and then reviving hope and longings for the future. One could have heard in the music the voice of the rushing lthine, have seen the sunlight on the water, and the form of Gertrude waiting for him at the gate of their home on the hill. One could almost catch the carol of the birds mingling with the voice of the old hausfreand by the door. Then came the last, sweetest harmony of all— the faces of his father and mother—young now with immortality, and just when the clouds rolled back and stood like rosy columns, opened the glorious gates of pearl. There lay the home in the skies— the true fatherland. You could almost catch the liquid notes of the harps. The music ceased. The audience seemed bewildered, en- tranced. Only a moment and the stag<- was covered with flower the air was sweet with their perfume, and resonant with the glad applau f the throng. Heinrich beard nothing, an nothing but Gertrude' lupj.* face. His reward wa i-omplete. Gloria iu e\celsis' Gloria. Gloria' It eerncd a h the air were full of bells, joyous chimes ringing gloria! W hat was it' Nothing, only Heinrich, with hi: heart full of joy and triumph, hail again lai ed his violin and drawn forth joyou. strains of melody, iu which his very heart seemed to sp,..ik and the concert w:». over. That was years ago. All bis dream have been realized except the li t, which is yet to com-. Even as I write Gertrude Hitter lands by the door of a villa on the Khilie. shading her eyes as -lie looks down in the valby. The day's tasks are over. Ihe round table is spread on the grass under the trees, aud a little golden haired Carl - its on the door -tep beneath the vine-, and hug- the \ ioliu whieh has been .-ucli a traveler in its day. Heinrich climbs up the bill wearily aud lowly, but a lie catches the view of the sweet faces above his step becomes lighter, bis eyes brighter, and involuntarily lie ex claim "Oh! would that all weary climb ings might have .such an end!" A Good Story for Dnplisls. The following i. a true story and well worth printing, say s a Hoston paper Two young ladies of this city were desirions of joining one of tile prominent Episcopalian church, s, but, as they had been taught that immersion was the true form of bap ti. in, they wished on joining themselves to the churcb to be lmpti ed in that man ner. They stated their wishes to the pas tor. and he expressed himself entirely willing to auiini-tcr the ordinance in that form# but a ; there were no convenience - in the church edifice for the purpose it would lie necessary to go to the frog-pond on the coh.mon or the pretty lakelet in the puli'ic garden. They looked upon this with horror. They conld not think of ii— rnwM *'«» i think of making such a spectacle ol them elves. ••Then," said the genial pastor, "yon had better go to a llaptist church for tie purpose, and after baptism if you dc ire il you will be received into the Episcopalian fold." The hulie v. delighted with the sug gesiioii, and made known their whh to be baptised to a liaptnt preacher. "Certainly," replied the pastor, " but there are certain preliminaries to hi' gone through before baptism—certain prepara tions to he made. It is a solemn ordin ance—one not to be lightly übmitted to— and. by the way, it appears to me strange that you have not previously con lilted me —that the preparation ;o necessary—" "Oh, we are already prepared," said the young ladies. "A I ready prepared?" ' Yes. We do not intend to hecome members of your church, we only want to be baptised, as we believe inimcrsiou to lie the proper form of bapti ail. We are going to join the Episcopalian church. "Oh. that's il," said the pastor, II ing, "then permit me to inform you, my dear joung ladies, thai wo do liol wash Episco palian beep here." The Bleaching of Horses. A curious statement, comes from Arkan sas concerning a gang of horse thieves,who had for their chief a istant a young woman a—bleached blonde —with the nickname of Sorrel Sue. She was given this name be cause she always appeared in public riding a sorrel horse. Her excellent horsewoman ship aud licr dashing mauner brought her many admirers, the shooting affair which forces her into notice was au ordinary case of plain jealousy. Two of her admirers, both member:? of the gang, f'onght for her favor, tine was killed, and the survivor was severely wounded. A surgeon was sent for. He mistook the direction and walked into the cabin occupied by "Sorrel Sue." Before he could be hustled out, lie saw certain things which aroused his sus picious. These he reported to the . herill', who with a posse managed to surround the den of the horse thieves, capturing Sue and two of her gang. The sheriff, though pleased with the capture, was more than elated at the discovery of the peculiar method of disguising the stolen animals adopted by the gang, lie found that Sue had applied the means of bleaching her own hair to that of the horses. When the posse entered, they found a horse enveloped iu a jacket made out of rubber coats, being treated to a sulphur vapor bath. The appliances were very in genious, ami worked verj' well. A black bay horse would be stolen aud run into the bleachery. After its color was changed and its tail and mane trimmed,the disguiso became so pronounced that without any great risk the animal conld be taken iu daylight through the very district, from whieh it had been stolen. It was Sue's business not only to superintend the bleaching, but also to ride the animal out of the country. The Australian Ballol. New Vork Sun.] "I had a good deal of experience with the Australian ballot system iu Canada,'' said a former Canada politician who is now a resident of New York, "and T can say from my own knowledge that it protects the politician who wants to buy votes a good deal more than it doc - the ballot bo\. All you need beforehand is one copy of the official ballot for each polling place. We never had any trouble in getting as many as were needed, and until human nature changes a good deal from what it is now, I don't believe there would be any difficul ty iu doing the same anywhere else. The man who has a polling place in charge has his men spotted beforehand, and. in a good many cases, the arrange luents all made. He keeps his official bal lot, ready marked, in his pocket and hang? around in the neighborhood of hi? polling place and sees his men before they go in. The man who receives it puts it in his pocket, gets a ballot, from the official,stays the proper time in the booth, where he pnts the fresh ballot, in his pocket, and takes out the marked one. The latter i deposited iu the box and the other trans furred lo the possession of the 111411 around the corner, who knows absolutely that he h.v got what he has paid for, which is a good deal more than any politician can be sure of under the ordinary plan. l'crsous troubled with rats about their premises will tiud the following mode of killing them worth a year's sub eription to the ClTlzl:*: Fill a large barrel three part ; (nil of chaff. Place a quantity ot barley meal or other bait on top of the chaff, place a board sloping troiu top of barrel, for rats to jump on top of chaff, but not come within six inches of it. The rats can thus have a feast and escape. The following night till the barrel three parts full of wa tor; place about four inches of chaff to float on top, bait as before, and in the morning yon will find the barrel half full of dead rats. —There ure teveral wayS to pay bills, but the majority of-the big ones uie paid with reluctance. W;i\a Writer Bui no Fighter. Several year* before the war, ami before i there vrere any rail roads in Arkan.suw.wheu ' ihe Whit' ami Democrats were ever re.vlj | t<> i r M thnvn t<> tin- uul li.tr and bum («»v iter fur the akc of impeached honor, there wa published in Little Bock a democratic new. paper known a> the lIV< Lly lutt'in hut. It via-edited In a Colonel Blunt, a man with nerves as strong as wire ami who.e pen wis a aggressive as a latter day commercial trn-t. lie ha«l fought several duel*. had Incii severelv Wounded anil had , crippled ■ •lie man and killed another. One day. during aMI her quiet political ea-oii, a tall. "gangling" fellow went to the I iihi i'i tint office ami applied for | work. " What can \mi do*" the Colonel ask | ed. "I can do almost anything on a ncv. pa per. 1 have done a great deal of work in the Ka-t. and lam regarded as one of the Im\4 local reporters in the country." | "What's your liatne?" J . "John Wil-on." ! "Well. Mi Wilson, to tell you the trnth, lam in need of a local reporter. There are many opportunities here for tine writ in#. Are you what is known as a line writer—a man who can paint striking piet | uresf" "Yes, sir." "All right, you may go to work. My paper has been drooping for some time on account of the political calut that is now ruining the conutiy. 1 cannot leave my pt-reh of political dignity and descend to i the treet —indeed. 1 am a sower of seed, ot idea- rather than a reaper in the the harvest Held of event.'. Von understand me. 1 -nppose." ■ • Ve<. .sir." ■•All right. Now, I want you 10,g0",, u t and write up everything you .see; that is. evcrj'thing you eau touch •''with interest. Make you work thrilliug-^-nse glaring me tapbor.—give to yourself an interesting identity, for journaJKm impersonal ir> this I State." Ml ✓as a KINK RITE It. | Wibon was really a fine writer, witli an I imagination that might have awakened the I'llr\ of a novelist and with a fancy that might have challenged the admiration of a poet, lie wrote short stories and bright sketches, produce I comic rhymes and hu ! morons paragraphs. i The Colonel wa delighted. "Von are 1 the man I have been hoping would come | ilong,' he aid to Wil on. "Von can keep my paper up during the ealm, and I can make it roar during the storm. We are a team, sir, and I know that subscriptions will J.n begin to pour in." Weeks pa od and the paper seemed to grow brighter with each issue, hut no sub seription . "Wilson," . aid the Colonel, "you are do ing excellent work, but somehow it doesn't amount to anything. Your matter is all right, but you have not succeeded in estab lishing an interesting identity. Our peo are peculiar in tlii ■ lespect. Jut about tin' time you came here a little bench leg ged. nib nosed, red headed fellow took chart the ll'hi</iiist Horn, published around the corner. lie can't w rite ten «<>ril of good Eugli h, but he has estab li In d an interesting identity and subscrip tion: are pouring into the office." "Ifow did he manage it?" Wilson asked, in a rather dejected way. "Why, he i aught'the people. Although po e ; ing no literary ability, hi- knew- that something had to done, so he went out and whipped a fellow." "Whipped a fellow!" Wilson exclaimed. "Ves. sir; went out, jumped on a man and whaled him. Then the people began to talk about liitu, and as his interesting identity was thus established, they wanted to read his matter and, naturally enough, siibreribed for his paper." lllliN' r LIKE TJIE OLTLOOK. "Whipped a fellow.'"' .-aid Wilson, re tlectively. "But look here. Colonel, I don't want to be killed. I don't mind whipping a fellow, but 1 don't want a fel low to shoot me or to challenge me. for if I should refuse the challenge I should be disgraced." "There is no danger of a challenge. Lo cal editors are not challenged. Being challenged is a distinction that belongs to the editor in chief. As for being shot, why, you must take your chances. In fact, there is not much danger if you han dle yourself rightly. Knock the fellow down, and if he has a pistol take it awaj from hint. And then, my dear sir, the subscriptions will pour in and your fortune will be made." •1 w ill study about it. Colonel." "Yes, but while you are studying about it, subscriptions are pouring in upon our rival sheet. My gracious alive, if this were not a season of political calm I'd show you a subscription list." "Colonel, T will go and see what can be done." "Thank you, my brave boy," said the Colonel, grasping his hand, ' thank yon. (!o out and wool some scalawag and then come and take dinner with me." HE WEST. Wil on went out. and after walking about, meditating, went into a saloon. Pretty soon there was a feritic commotion, and shortly afterward Wtlson, limping painfully, came out and hastened as best he could to the office. The Colonel was waiting for him. "Why, my dear fellow, what ia the mat ter?" the colonel exclaimed. Wilson sat down. "I have had a siege." ■ aid lie, "an awful siege, but 1 fear that it wa the other fellow that established the interesting identity. I went into a saloon and saw about the meanest looking fellow I ever came across. I felt that 1 could whip him and made a pass at him. lie ran under me, threw nie up, kicked me three times and snapped off this ear before 1 hit the ground." "Is he red headed and bench legged'" "Yes." ''Has a stub noser" "Yes, sir." • Merciful heaven ! That's the local editor of the IVkiijtjist limn. Coon away. AVilsou—go on, for I don't want you. Go on; ami when this calm is over 1 will at tempt to reclaim my fallen fortunes by . hooting the editor of the Horn. I cannot pay yon any money; yon do not deserve any."— 1 r/</ itsfl if Tritcf U Pifle bullets are now photographed in their course by means of the electric spark. The camera is taken into a dark room, which the bullet is caused to traverse. As it passe; the camera it is made to interrupt an electric circuit, aud produce a spark, which illuminates it lor an instant and enable s the iinpre ..ion to l.e taken. The wave of i iiiulen at ion in the air before the bullet and the rarefaction behind it are visible in the photograph, and can be studied by experts. thu enabling the form of ball or rifle which minimizes the resit Slice of the air to be Kelccted. It is proper now to i-peak ol the man who blow out the gas as an nss-fix i ated individual. The weary brain will plot and plan Some way of duty .bilking. It's queer how hard a lazy man Will work to keep I'ioni woikiug. AGRICULTURAL. Kor calves give a feed of scalded corn meal and ground oats. The be.st of all food* lor tock is a good ration of hay morning and night, along ' with a ration of grain. Bran should be a part of the ration of all classes of live stock, Iml bran should be led in connection with irroiiml irrain or cut ; feed. The fence corners should be as clean as am other portion of the farm. They are 1 be harboring places of vermin and a frnit In I source of weeds. Now that the ground i- cold you may safe ly prune the vim- - and bushes. Young trees . may l>c trimmed to shape ami out door work be given the orchard. One gallon of red paint and live gallons ••I crude petroleum, well mixed, is claimed to be the cheapest paint that can be made. It is abo very durable. It is aid of corn that it is one of the best foods for fattening hogs, but is star vation diet to pigs. The reason is that while corn contains the elements that pro ■luce fat it is deficient in mineral matter ! and other elements essential to growth. l'Yed chopped ..crap beef to the bens if I you wi-h tlietu to lay. When eggs are as high as at present it w ill pay to buy meat t'or the hens. The cheaper portions will answer, but it should be lean Liver and | fresh blood are also excellent egg ing foods. Ensilage, ground oats, -ays Mr. A. L. Crosby in the New II amp - | shire Mirrof, i.s as near a perfect ration as a dairvxTju could wish for. lie recom j niends 20 to f>o pounds ensilage, C to 10 pounds clover hay and 2to 0 quarts oats daily, according to the demands of the cow. Inherent defects should be avoided. The poultry lanciers have had a crooked breast bone or a wry tail on a sire transmitted to all the chicks. Aim to avoid deformities or enfeebled constitutions in birds or ani mals. The injury to seed corn in winter is not due so much by exposure to extreme cold as to the corn not being perfectly dry. Seed corn .should be kept in a dry place, where dampness cannot reach if, and the cold will then have but little etl'eet on it. Do not throw the corn stalks away, but pass them through a cotter and use the.,! in the manure heap as absorbents, so as to allow them to quickly decompose. If lliey are tender, cut them and feed to tock. If the sheep are .sheltered in a shed at night and the shed enclosed with a good fence, the saving from loss by dogs aud by the protection afforded will pay the cost of the shed and fence if the lence is a moder ately large one. Rye at this season is in excellent condi tion lor stock. If bine grass bo used ou pastures it will afford grazing until late, and as grass serves to regulate the bowels a small proportion now is more beneficial than at any other time. Many good cow. give but a small quantity of mi Ik because they are not properly managed. Some persons allow a certain quantity of feed, Iroin which no variation is made. .V cow fed all she will cat, aud if she improves in the quantity of her milk rlie should he induced to eat more. It is still time to purchase poultry if breeding pens are to be made up, or mat ings improved. I am afraid, however, that the best are picked out, and besides, prices for choice birds are higher now than in September. Twelve hens, if properly cared for, bring in a profit of s'23 in one year. This would buy a suit of clothes good enough for any hoy. Give the boys and girls a chance. There is nothing that gives more pleasure than u small flock of fowls. How is a turkey hen for an incubator ? If yon want to raise early chicks a turkey hen is just the hen. Give her a dozen pro celaiu eggs in a partly darkened cage, anil in a few days she will become broody. Then give her thirty hen's eggs and see if she will uot produce a paying hatch. They require perhaps a trifle more watching at first than the genuine hen. Wheu au egg becomes musty it is what is known as a stale eg£, and an egg can not become stale for a very long time un less the air lias some influence ou the yelk. This happens from long lying in one posi tion. thus enabling the yelk to settle through the albumen and become adher ent to the shell on tho under side, which, being poms, allows absorption of air. Chemical decomposition produces the mus ty taste aud smell. Frequent turning pre vents eggs from becoming stale. —The authority for the following state nient is a railroad man who knows what ho is talking about: Every time the wheels I of a car pass over a rail joint there is a dis tant click, aud if you count the number of those clicks in twenty seconds jou have the number of miles that tho train is trav eling in one hour. —Channcey Depew said, in a recent speeech he was making to tho girls of Yas sar College, that "when in Ireland his su premest ambition was to kiss the Blarney . tone, but when he went to Blarney Castle he found there were some difficulties. The alone is below the battlements and if one leaned over to kiss it he would certainly fall and break his neck, and there is not a ladder in all Ireland long enough to reach it from below. So in fact nobody has ever really kissed the atone." He said he threw kisses at it aud had been practising its virtues ever since. Why let the baby suffer and perhaps die, wheu a bottle of Dr. Bull's Baby Syrup would at once relieve it and effect a cure. Only 25 cents a bottle. I'ersons of sedentary habits, and over worked liml iu Laxador a specific for want of appetite, palpitation, debility, constipa lion, and many other ailments. At all druggists. Price 25 cents. Molly has her sealskin sacque And Willie has his sled. But dear papa's pocketbook Is almost sick abed. The poet says that "'Tit love which makes the world go round." It also makes the young man "go round" quite frequent ly Sunday nights. —' I will die for you, my darling," ho exclaimed, passionately. "Will you be mv wife?" "Get jour life insured before von <1 ic. and I guess it's a go," said she. The people's medicine —Hood's Sar ...iparilla. Its success is due to its peculiar medicinal merit. —"What is sweeter than to have a Jriend you can trust?' asked Sawkins. "To hara a friend who will trust you," replied Daw- - kins. Mr. Crook (to chnm)—"So you've beett getting married to Maria during my üb» .eucef Who was best niftnf' Woeful Husband— "Maria." NO 15