Butler citizen. (Butler, Pa.) 1877-1922, August 08, 1890, Image 1

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S|*-t uJt». s: Specialties:
'Y ".nil fMvti. V'U r NUM.- and
gsry. Throat.
f.RS. I.LAKE& f A
i atier, Pa.
. -l.il MERMAN.
OflveatKo. 45. S. Mala street, ovet; Frank!*
fJo'ii Diuj store. Butler. I'a.
Physician and Surgeon.
. £'■ 22 £ttt Jtfitnoii St., Btller. Ft.
S. W. Owner Main and North Sts., Butler. I'a.
Architect, E. and Surveyor.
Contractor, Carpenter and Builder.
Maps, plum, specifications and esti
mate*; ail kinds of architectural and en
gineering work. Xo charge for drawing if
I contract the work. Consult your best in
terests plan before yon build. Informa
tion cheerfully given. A share of public
patronage is solicited.
P. O. Box 1007. Office S. W. of Court
Uou.i.-, Butler, I'a.
J. J. DONALDSON, Dentist.
Butler, Penn'a.
Artificial Teeth inserted cn UM latest Im
proved plan, (iok! Killing a specialty. Office—
over Store.
All work pertaining to the profession execut
ed in the neatest manner. _
.speciaUieiiGold Fillings, and Painless Ex
traction of Teeth. Vitalized Air administered.
«!Cc« ea Jrffenon Htreet, o»e door Ea«t of Lowr;
Hou'e, Ip Stairs.
Wee open dally, except Wednesdays and
Thers Jays. Communications by mail receive
prompt attention.
S. B.—The only Dentist tn Butler wiogltke
liest makes of teeth.
GftHe on second EIMT of the 11 use-It ou block.
I end. Butler. I'a-, Kouui No. 1.
A. r. scorr. i. r., WILSON.
Collections a specialty. Cilice at So. 8, South
UUu.ond, liutler. I'a.
Office In liootn No. I. second Boor of liuseiton
Block, enfianco ou Diamond.
tiflice on second noor ot New Anderson Block
Main 81..—near Diamond.
Attorney at I.aw, Office at No. IT. Kast Jeffer
son St.. butler. Pa.
A!>o>>.ry iit !nw »r.<l l;< ol I'stute /cent. Of
Cce iiar of L Mitchell's ofilce ou nortU Bide
01 Diamond, 'Bailer.. IV.
A'torney-at-lsw. Office on second fioor of
A mlerson hulliltng, near Court House, Butler,
AK'y a! i.aw— i,[|,. e at s. li. Cor. Main St, and
Diamond, Butler. Pa.
Att'y at Law—ool :e ou South side of IMaraoud
Butier, Pa.
hwurance and Real Estate Ag't
Fire and Life
Insurance Co. of N«rtl> America, incor
porated 1:70', capital $3,000,000 and other
HtroiiK conii'ini"- repn-tented, New York
I.ife !n-urauce Co., U«M!I» SIMM,OOO. Office
New Iluyelton buildup i.t ir Court [lraw.
Mutual Fire insurance Co,
or.ce Cor. f/ain & Cunningham Bts.
ti.C. Ilix-Mslm;, Henderson Oliver,
J, I. Purvis, James Stephenson,
A. Tnwiman, H. (). Heinenimi,
Alfred Wick. N~. Weltzel.
Dr. W. Irvin. ,Dr Blckcobacb,
J. W. liurkliarr, i>. T. Noma.
ERr K, PA.
•All stock yuii.mteed to 1»e ill pood con
dition WIN'II ilnljvi-ri'J.
\V c replace uti irecs that fail to (trow.
J. 1 Lovvry, \\ . T. MecMing, Janio
Sbuimr. Jr., J. E. Koraytho, Geo. rihaffucr
(•'. Walker, Esq., Kerd Kelber, Esq. «nd I)
L. Clceland.
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—Advertise in tb« OITJZSN.
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Weather drives you out doors and brings thoughts of out door
Do vou enjoy atheletic sports, a game ol the ever popular
croquet, or the livelier one ot lawn tennis now so much the
We are headquarters for fine croquet sets and sell them
cheap, and ours is the only place in Butler where a complete
line of Houseman's lawn tennis goods can be found. Just see
and price them.
When you have played your game take a iest in one of
our cool hammocks. They are fine and low priced.
Compare our stock and prices with others and you will
believe us.
New No. 112 East Jefferson street,
Same old place West of Lowry House, Butler.
When in need of
Don't forget the old stand.
All first clasp goods at rock bottom prices.
One price and square dealing with all.
K. K J) R K W,
Successor to Miller Bro's & Co.
128 E. Jefferson tot., - - - Butler? l?a.
BUTHETt - - - - PEiM UST* A
Hardware and House Furnishing Goods.
Agricultural Implen 1 ents,
Kramer Wagons,
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Buggies, Carts, Wheel Barrows, Brammer Washing Machines,
New Sunshine and Howard Ranges, Stoves, Table
and pocket Cutlery, Ilapging Lamps. Man
ufacturer of Tinware, Tin
Roofing and Spouting A Specialty.
Kot to gtoUt!
■"-——------J BEARS THIS MARK.
WELL bre|||
Hsoon weßf
SAPOLIO is one of tho best known city luxuries and each time a cake
is used an hour is saved. On floors, tables and painted work it acts like
a charm. For scouring: pots, pans and metals it has no equal. If your
store-keeper does not keep it you should insist upon his doing so, as it
siways gives satisfaction and its immense sale all over the United States
makes it an almost necessary article to any well supplied store. Every
thing shines after its two, and evon tho children delight in using it in
their attempts to help around the house.
Uncle Fr::ka had come from hi.s home in
Win is to make ns a visit, for the first
time in .-o many years that none but us
older children cor.ld remember when he
was with us ! :-t. Bat it took only a sb«ut
time f<>r ihe little one* to become acquaint- j
ed. All w ere charmed by his intere.-ting
stories his kindly, geniai manner, auu
hearty participation in their amusements.
'i he week aftt r his arrival had been a
constant succession of pleasant surprises, j
for each day developed some new power of
entertainment in our favorite uncle.
When Sunday came we had shown ofi
onr fine-looking relative at church with
very evident delight, had listened to his
very interesting remarks before the Sunday j
school, and "then, after onr early supper. !
had gathered around the organ in the j
parlor to try and entertain him in return, j
and, posibi'.y. to exhibit our proficiency in
music with very innocent pride.
We had all inherited good voices from:
our father, who had taken great pride and j
pleasure in our musical training, until. ;
from Etuma, the oldest, to "weo bit" i
Mabel, our darling little 3-year-old, we i
could sing anything we ever beard.
To-night Louie presided at the organ,
with Emma beside her, and Arthur and
Will at either hand, while Mabel was nest
ling in Uncle Frank's arms—her favorite
resting place.
She was a darling little pet with all —
the youngest of our large family, and
peculiarly dear, for two lovely little oues
had died just before her birth.
Uncle Frank was strongly attached to
her, for she bore the name of the beloved
tfife he had lost several years before, and
ol whom he never spoke save with tender
reverence and tear dimmed eyes.
We sung one after another of our favor
ite hymns. "Rock of Age.--," "Whiter Than
Snow," '-Xicety and Nine," etc., until at
la.-t Lonie played ' Xearer, My God, to
We all joined in filling the room with
the sweet music of the dear old hymn.
'•Till all my sorn s'all bo,
Ne'er my Doid t.i 'ee,"
sung dear little Mabel in her clear, sweet
voice, and with such earnestness in her
bal v face that Uncle Frank drew the dear
child closer in his a: ms, and caressed the
soft flushed cheek.
There was u pause after the last "Xearer
My God, to Thee," swelled out with our
united voice.-; the twilight was creeping
on. and a sweet, solemn hush followed,
which was broken at last by Uncle Frank.
"That recalls one of the sweetest, sad
.lest memories of my life," ho said, gently.
"Oh, toll a 'story, Uncle Frank!" Mabel
tried, climbing to her feet and laying her
arm around bis nock,lier soft cheek against
It was about another Mabel—a little
older than you are," he said, returning her
"Do please tell us about her," Lou said,
and we all drew nearer in eager expecta
tion of another of his interesting stories.
"It was one summer night, a year or two
ago," he said, drawing Mabel to her old
place on his knee. "I was returning from
Peoria on a train well filled with excur
sionists for Xiagara Falls; we were heavily
loaded, and a little behind time, so were
putting on all stream and dashing along
through the darkness at a rapid rate.
"Xear me were quite a large party, who
were very merry and social together. Two
of them sat directly ia front of me—a fine
looking man of about 10, and a little girl
of some 12 or 13 j-ears, evidently his
daughter. She was u slender, delicate
looking child. and her face attracted me
strongly; it seemed a reflection of heaven
itself, it was so sweet aud lovable in ex
pression. In the mirror at the front of the
car. just a little ahead of us, I could seo
thein distinctly, and could not help watch
ing, with growing interest, the levely face
of tho child. She had removed bcr hat,
and her head, with its masses of soft,
wavy, brown hair, lay against her father's
arm, while her eyes of clearest, deepest
hazel were raised at intervals to his face
with a look of devoted love.
' The faces of both seemed familiar, yet
I coull not at first recall where I i.u.l seen
them. At last it came to me—he wan a
physician from a neighboring city, who
hud attended your Aan;, Mabel in a flight
illness w hen we were visiting in his town
a few jears ago, and the little girl accom
panied him on one of his visits. 1 bad
occasion to call your aunt by her name,
and the doctor, looking up with a smile,
laid his hand affectionately on the head of
his child, sa ing: 'This, is my Mabel."
"I recalled hearing at the time that the
mother of the little girl was dead, and so
devoted were tie doctor and his child to
each other they were never separated ex
cept from absolute necessity
"I observed them with renewed interest
after recalling this and noticed all the ten
der solicitude for her comfort on the father
and the confiding devoted love of the child.
"As the hour grew l.ite, and some of the
party began to nod wearily, some one
struck up a familiar hymn; their voice*
tilled the car, and .all brghtened np under
the influence of the music. Hymn after
hymn was sung, until there was a pause
after 'Sweet B fill ah Land,' and I leaned
forward and asked: 'Will you sing "Nearer,
-My Cod, to Thce'f"
" 'Oh, certainly, with pleasure,' the
little Mabel said, turning to me with one of
her sweet, expressive smiles, 'lt is papa's
favorite, and mine, also.'
'•One of the party started it, and clear
above all the rush and roar of the train
raug out the most beautiful of all our old
hymns, \e\cr had it seemed so sweet, so
comforting, before:
"Though like a wanderer.
Daylight all gone,'
sang the clear young voice as our train
sped on through the darkness, only a
slender rail between us and eternity.
"In a mirror I watched the child before
me. Her eyes were? raised, and her face
wore the rapt expression of a musical
enthusiast and a religious devotee.
" 'There let the way appear,
Steps up to heaven,'
sho sang, and her eyes seemed looking
straight through the shiuing portals into
the Celastial city, and her face to catch a
gleam from its radiance.
" 'Angels to beckon me,
Xearer, My Cod, to Thee.'
"Iu imagination I almost saw the augels
beckoning the dear child, as I watched the
glow of enthusiasm, the rapt expression of j
devotion in the sweet face.
"The doctor was watching her, also, and
a shadow of pain passed suddenly across
his countenance. With a quick movement
he drew his child nearer, as if he, too, fell
the. presence of angelic of ungelic visitants, ]
aud would fain hold his darling back from
their welcoming arms.
"On rushed the train; clearer and sweet j
er sounded the music.
" 'Or if on joyous wings,
Cleaving the sky,
Suti, moon and stars forgot,
Upward I fly.'
"The glow deepened on the beautiful
face, the eyes were filled with holy rap
ture, ofinttm -c devotion, and on the wings
of her enthusiasm 1, too, was borne up
wards, where suddenly there was a terrible '
-hock, a crash, the falling of heavy bodies.
\ crushing into us and hurling us down from
a great height. The lights went out, and
through the darkness and terror, the in
describable confusion, echoed cries for
help, shrieks and groan and prayers."
Uncle Frauk pan as the memory of
the ter.ibie scene pressed upon him.
••Was it Chat-worth?" T a-k.-d u-s -non a-
I could command my voice. "And how
did you e-c-apt f"
"Yes, it Was Chatsworth," he .-aid. '1
was saved miraculously, I scarcely know
how: bnt I was only .-tunned aud bruised,
and was among the lir.t to escape from the
"And't pitty 'ittle dirlf" Mabel asked,
her eyes fixed anxiously on his face.
"Ob. Mabel! little darling!" Uncle Frank
! said with deep emotion, clasping the dear
! form closer in bis arms, "bow can you
j understand that the other Mabel—the
| sweet little singer—was found under all
; that wreck, next day. clasped closely in
tho arms of her dead father. Death had
1 come so suddenly that her lace still wore
' the look of holy rapture—of sweet peace I
I had seen upon it last. Surely the angels
! had beckoned l.er. and the dear Lord had
! answered her unconscious prayer aud
. drawn her nearer to himself."
Refining Oil.
Toledo Com mi reittl.
Few people m Toledo know that Mr.
; Homer T. Ya'yan, whose inventions of
processes for distilling and evaporating
: have made him world-famous, was also one
ol the first to make discoveries in oil refin
ing that have siace revolutionized that in
It was in 1*67 that Mr. Yaryau turned
j his attest'oa to the oil business, and it was
i not long before he had invented a process
| by which he could produce a splendid
i quality of borniug oil from inferior crude.
I At tha' time lie lived in Nashville, Tenn..
: and all his experiments were conducted
with the Tennessee crude, one of the most
difficult petroleums to refine in the world.
To get more at the particulars of his in
vent ions and their application, a Com
mercial reporter called upon Mr. Yaryau
at his beautiful Collingwood avenue resi
de nee and requested an interview, which
the gentleman very cheerfully gave.
"My experience in oil refining was a
peculiar one," said Mr. Yaryan, "for after
using my process lor two years, and meet
ing with splendid success, I was made the
victim of betrayal. I guarded my secret
very carefully, no one except myself and
foreman, a man named Allyn, understand
ing how to work it. In September, 1869,
tho rogue left mc aud went to Canada,
where ho gave up the secret and aided in
establishing two refineries in London. To
show you what this betrayal meant, within
a very short time after btt commenced to
refiue Canada oils by my process, tho price
went up from 50 cents, at which price it
was then selling, to $1.50 per barrel. A
Xew York broker, learning that Allj n had
come from Xashville, visited me in that
city and, on learning that it was my pro
cess that w-as being used, made me a
proposition which I accepted, lie was to
take all my papers and go to Canuda to
negotiate with the London people and get
something out of it for me. I willingly
turned over my papers, and the fellow left,
bnt I never beard of him again. I was so
disgusted with my ill-Itiok that I wrote in
September, 18(39, to the Scientific American,
giving that publication a complete desc-ip
tiou of the process, that the world might
have it."
"Tell me something about*thai process,
Mr. Yaryan?" •
• "Certainly. To begin with, the Canada
; oils required a somewhat additional trcat
j ment to that required by the Tennessee
| oils. While the latter yielded readily to
; my treatment, and produced a burning oil
every bit as good as the Pennsylvania oil,
the Canada oil contained a sulphur com
pound; that is, the sulphur is in combina
tion with the carbon, whereas, in the Ten
nessee and in part of the Ohio oils the
sulphur is combined with the hydrogen.
It was by a subsequent treatment that I
i was enabled to get at tho oils in combina
tion with tho carbon compound. 1 four.d
: that a preliminary treatment was necessary
for the Ohio and Canada oils in order to
change from a combination of sulphur and
carbon to it combination of sulphur anil
hydrogen and I accomplished this by
heating the heating the vapors of the o'i
| t" " very high temperature—say 500 de
: grees—in contact with water vapors or
I steam. There is then an interchange of
! elements, the sulphur leaving the carbon
; and going over to the hydrogen. It then
! yields to the treatment as applied to the
; Tennessee oils.
"At the time I discovered my treatment
the chemists could not understand what
caused the bad odors in the oil, aud when
I found by analysis that it was the sul
phur, it was necessary to use a chemical
that would cause the interchange of
elements without destroying the qualities
of the oil. I remembered that in my
laboratory experiments in purifying bi
sulphide of carbon to remove foul odors, I
used plumbate of soda—a combination of
lead and caustic soda. It occurred to mo
that I would try it. The effect on tho oil
was immediate, but it injured the color,
and in order to retain the color, I used a
sulphide of soda. The oil was then distill
ed aud refined in the usual way and pro
duced a valuable result. As I said before,
it is necessary to heat tho oil vapors in a
close vessel to a very high temperature,
aiid thus cause the interchange of elements
referred to above.
"All processes that I ever read about or
heard of, had, as a controlling element, the
heating of oil vapors to a high temperature
aud the results ure too often attributed to
tho wrong causes. Take, for instance, tho
process known as the Pitt, in use by tho
Paragon Refining Company. I havo seen
their patents and can give all there is to
them in a very few words. The oil is heat
ed to a high temperature whilo it is
brought in contact with metallic oxides,
and Paragon people credit the results to
an interchange of elements between the
oxides and the sulphur compounds, which
I think is wrong. It is simply due to heat
ing the oil iu the water vapors, and pro
ducing the results attained by my process."
"You have made recent inventions in
this line, have you not?"
"Yes, but it is not unliko the original
process. Tho heating to a high tempera
ture is just ns necessary, lint I pass tho
vapor through my distilling coils, and by
this arrangement the heating and distilling
is accomplished by one operation, whilo iu
ot'ier processes there are two distinct
operations, and necessarily imperfect be
cause it is impossible for them to heat the
vapors uniformly."
—"Oh, you needn't think you're the ,
only feller around here," said her little
brother' contemptuously. "1 thought as
much," whispered Oaggins to himself.
"Who is he?" "The other fellowf Ob. |
it's on Sue's jewing machine."
Ah, husband, do not scold your wife
And make her poor heart ache.
Became she can't build pies like those
Your mother used to make.
That is, unless you're quite prepared
To see the whole thing through.
And ouy her huts and dresses as
Her father used to do.
Scene in the Roman Senate.
Everybody has heard the statement thnt
"Caesar's wife should be above suspicion."
but everybody doesn't know under what
circumstances this statement, now become
ft proverb, was fir.-! made. We are inform
ed by l'lutarrh thu: when Caesar —the
great Julias—was a ju-iuug mar.. Publiu*
l.'todiu*. eminent both for his riches and
eloquence, but ia liceutiousnes of Hie and
audacity of purpose, oue of the greatest
profligates of his day, was in love with
Pompeia. Ceasar's wife, and it was gener
ally whispered among the Roman gossips
of that day that she v. as uot averse to
Clodius. Hut there was a strict watch
kept on Pompeia. by her mother-in-law.
Anrelia. who was a discreet woman and
had no desire to see her son Julius made a
cuckold. An interview was both danger
onr and difficult. Clodius, hovever, was
a bold spirit, and not to be thwarted by
the vigilance of a mother-in-law. It came
to pass after awhile that the time approach
ed for the celebration of the festival of
Bona, a Roman goddess. "Now it is not
lawful for a man to be by, nor so much us
in the house," whilst the rites are celebrat
ed, but the women by themselves perforin
the sacred offices. When this festival
coruej., the husband, with every male
creature, quits the honse. The wife then
taking it under her care sets it in order
and the principal ceremonies are perform
ed during the night, the women playing to
gether amongst themselves as they keep
watch, nnd music of various kinds going
ou. As Pompeia was at this time cele
brating this feast Clodius. who as yet had
no beard, and so thought to pasj undiscov
ered, took upon himself the dress and or
naments of a singing woman, and so come
thither having the air of a young girl.
Finding the door open he was without stop
introduced by the maid, who was in the
intrigue, She presently went to tell Pom
peia, but before she returned Clodius im
prudently went mousing about the house,
and was discovered and recognized by Cae
sar'.- mother. Immediately there was a
great ado. The festival was broken up,
and the women went home and told their
husbands. The next day Cloudius was
impeached for profaning the holy rites,
and worse charges were trumped up
against him. Caesar at once divorced
Pompeia, but being summoned as a wit
ness against Clodius said he had nothing
to charge him with. This looking like a
paradox, the accuser asked him wherefore
he had parted with his wife. Cusar re
plied, "I wish my wife to be not so much
as suspected."
But it" appears from the records thut
Caesar was not as chaste as an icyele,
Cleopatra having born him three children,
and his intimacy with Cuto's sister being a
public scandal. Be therefore had no right
to be so confounded fly about divorcing
his wife oj mere suspicion. Plutarch tells
us that at the time the Roman Senate was
discussing the bill to punish Cataline and
his co-conspirators, Cato and Caosar were
taking a conspicious part in the debate.
Cato, it appears, was to the Roman Senate
what Holman, of Indiana, is to the Lower
House of Congress—a guardian—a great
objector, and a very suspicions tellow
withal. Caesar, it seems, had the floor,
and was advocating leniency in punishing
the conspirators, when a messenger came
in and handed him a letter. Caesar read
it quietly to himself and thrust it under his
toga next his heart. Whereupon Cato
sprang to his feet aud said:
"Conscript Fathers, did you catch onto
that? Do yon tumble to tho fact that Ju
lius Caesar is holding correspondence with
and receiving letters from the enemies of
Commonwealth—that he is in secret sym
pathy with the conspirators?
ClCßlto—This docs, indeed, 0, Conscript
Fathers, look a little suspicions. I demand
that the communication be read.
I'r 81. I us—l AM in favor of banishing
Caesar along with tho other conspirators as
an enemy of Rome. [Applause it the gal
CAKSAR— I hope, for the venerableCato's
sake, that the Senate will not pursue this
subject further. It will be a dead give
away to Cato,and will cause him to repent
that he has been so fresh.
CATO —Tho haugbt.y Caesar cannot put
us off with this bold bluff. We will be sat
ducc the letter!
CAESAR—[Handing Cato the letter.] 1
hope, since the Honorable Senator has
seen fit to .el Koine in a how l about a
billet donx ho will have the goodness to
read it.
CATO—[Opening tlio letter, which was a
love letter from his own sister Servilia.anJ
proceeding to read]: "My own glorious
Julius. My heart panteth for thee, and I
would fain have thee call this evening
without fail. May the gods so speed me,
I will not sleep a wink if thou dost not
Yours, until the Coliseum crumbles. SKR
VJUA CATO." Keep it thou Kpicurian
sot! [throwing the letter at Caesar] and
hereafter do not mix your unlawful amours
with affairs of State.
CAESAR—I hope the big headed states
man from Utiea is satisfied.
CICBRO—I demand the previous question
on the bill to hang G'ataline.—Punxsutuw
ney Spirit.
By Industry Wo Thrive.
The traveler through the taiin regions
will notice the nnmistakeable evidence of
prosperity that abound on all the farms.
Large new barns aro going up iu all direc
tions, improved machinery is standing by
the doors of the wagon houses, fences and
fields tako on cleaner airs, fresh paint
• brightens the houses, and everything has
a very promising outlook. It is only a
few years ago that the farms of Jefferson
county were decidedly uninviting in ap
pearance. The fields were full of stumps
the buildings insufficient, the fence rows
full of weeds, and a general air of unthrift
pervaded tho atmosphere. But now it is
tho other way. The farmers are undoubt
edly prosperous. They show it in every
way. While theorists are looking for tho
cause of depression among farmers the
practical men of Jefferson county farms
have found that attention to business has
weeded out the depression, anil given pros
perity in its place. Intelligent and patient
work on the farm does not give such a for
tune as Vanderbilt or Carnegie aro laying
up, but it gives an honest independence, a
clear conscience and a well loaded table;
and that is a good deal better to look back
to at the end of life than a fortune accumu
lated by doubtful me.uis, and which must j
only be left, behind anyway.— Spirit.
Kind words will never die, and unkind |
ones often have us many lives as a cat.
—"A Romance of These Times:" |
" 'Sweets to the sweet,' " said tho im- ;
pecuuions young clerk, as he gavo her a '
modest paper bag of caramels. She took
the caramels and lot him "bold the bag," |
which' being, interpreted, reads, "gave !
him the sack," "Suites to tho sweet," said ;
the impecunious young clerk's corpulent i
old employer, as he showed her through j
his magnificent Eiffel flats. She declared
that sin- was so fond «>f poetry and thought
that about three floors of the Eiffel would
do for building their little nest. 1
A Romanco in Real Life.
One of the most celebrated will cases
that have ever l>een tried in the United
Stat's was the one tried ia San Francisco
last week, and the decision of the Court
awards the e-tate or Thomas 11. Blvthc,
dee'd, valued at four millions >.f dollars, to
his natural daughter by a i linglish
The contestants were Florence Wythe,
Alice Edith Dickason. alleged widow of
Blythe; the William* heirs of Liverpool:
the Blythe Company, the Gipsy Blythe-,
the Savage.-, of London; the Scotch-Irish
Savages, James Witt I'earce and William
and David Savage. The Court's opinion
held that according to the laws of the
State Florence had established her claim
to Blythe's paternity, the latter having
acknowledged her as his child.
The ceutral figure in the Blythe contest
was Florence, who was born at Xo. 10 St.
Charles street, London. 1873. She is now
a s'.euder girl of medium heighth, and well
educated for one of her age. She resembles
her father and has a peculiar expression on
her countenance which lends a strange
charm to her appearance.
She is a natural child,her mother having
yielded to the millionaire under promise of
marriage. Blythe met Julia Aseraft
while ou a visit to England. She was
then ft young girl aud quite pretty. When
Blythe departed for America he leit a note
requesting Julia to name the child
"Vernon if a boy; Fktrry if a girl." The
child, when born, was christened Flor-
When Blythe was informed of the littlo
gill's birth he manifested deep interest in
her. lie told a number of his friends that
he was her father, lid whenever he spoke
of the girl it was with expressions of affec
tion. When she was old enough to write
she corresponded with her father, and his
replies indicated that he was fond of her,
and intended to bring her to America to
preside over his'iionie.
At the time of his death he w-as prepar
ing plans for a residence on the banks of
the Colorado, where he expected to live
with Florence's mother and the girl.
Florence Blythe was one of about 200
claimants of the estate. The girl's story
was apparently without flaw, and strong
evidence in the lorm of letters and other
documents was introduced to suhstauciute
it. She is a comely girl and has through
out the trial enjoyed much of tho public's
Probably no man was ever credited with
more birthplaces or had a more obscure
history than Blythe. He lived in San
Francisco for over thirty years, accumulat
ed a vast fortune, was known as widely as
any other rich mam, and when ho died no
one could write an authentic biography of
him. His estate was large, no one of in
disputable relationship to him was known,
no will could be found.
Claimants for the property, which passed
into the charge of the public administrator
came forward by the dozen. Each set of
claimants has traced his descent in a differ
ent way from the other. Xono of tbeui,
however, agreed to his nativity or parent
age. He arrived in San Francisco on
August 5, 1849, and soon after, according
to the recollection of purties who knew
him, began raising vegetables in South
San Francisco.
Later he peddled fancy goods und no
tions oa the streets, by which ho accumu
lated a few hundred dollars. Most of this
sum he loaned ou a triangular piece of
property bounded Market, Grand avenao
tuid Geary street.
Tho money was not repaid, the mort
gage was forclosed, and Blythe came into
possession of the property. Though it
proved the foundation of his vast wealth
he was not loresighted enough to seo its
yalue theu, and tho late millionaire James
Dick, who was then also paving this way
to fortune, to take tho property off his
hands. The sudden growth of tho town
increased tho value of the land, aud now it
is in the heart of the city, worth many mil
lions of dollars and yielding a monthly in
come of about SII,OOO.
In addition to this this the estate in
cludes about 80,000 acres in Southern Cali
loruia, a grant of about 360,000 acres in
Mexico, a three-fourths interest in a grant
of 1,100.000 acres also in Mexico, property
in Ogden and largo holdings iu Arazona
mines. It is oil worth iH.000,000 or
Blythe was never married, though, like
Senator Sharon, he had a penchant for
pretty women, and this trait has brought
prominently into the foreground two of tho
contestants—one the woman with whom
he associated up to tho time of bis death,
aud the other the girl who is now declared
his heir.
Following the claim of the little girl was
! that of Alice Edith Dickerson, or as she
now ehooses to Btyle herself, Mrs. 15]ytlie.
She first met Blythe seven or eight years
before his death, and was then a poor ar
tist. The millionare befriended her, and
their acquaintance grew till his home was
hers. After his death Kdith spent a great
deal of uiiiney and so gave herself up to li
quor that she was for a time confined in an
asylum. In presenting her case the wo
man brought forward several witnesses,
who swore she bad been introduced as
Mrs. B'ytho. So marriage certificate,
however, or even a contract was brought
| to light.
The most interesting claiinauts were
those who endeavored to prove that Hiythe
was a Scottish Gipsy, a direct descendant
of Jean Gordon, a character made famous
by Walter Scott. According to tho evi
dence it was pure romance blood that
coursed through his veins. In his heart lie
was proud that he belonged to the race,
but the prejudices of the world caused him
to keep the secret to himself. He was
born about 1822 in some Gipsy camp in
one of tho border counties of Scotland.
Uis father was Adam Blythe, and his
mother Elizabeth Savage, known among
her people as Betty Savage.
Paper in Japan.
In Japan, as is well known, it has long
been customary to manufacture a multi
tude of articles, from overcoats aud
window panes to string and pocket hand
kerchiefs, out of paper, but the Japanese
government, not content with these feats
of national ingenuity, is just now bestow
ing great attention on the paper industries,
and experimenting with pith, old silk rags,
and many kinds of vegetablo substances,
with a view to other employments of paper
in the arts. Mr. Liberty, in his recent
paper read before the Society of Arts,
London, describes a visit that he made to
tho government paper factory at Shiebu-
Ogi. where he witched hundered of intell
igent little Japanese girl* and woman
preparing the "mitsumata," or bark of the
famous "paper mulbeiry -tree," aud arrang
ing the snowy layers of pulp on the
rectangular etrainiug sieves. Toughness
and a silk-like surface are the usual charac- j
teristics of Japanese paper, which, in sp.ie
of our recent progress in this department
of the arts, still remains far superior to
Kuropean paper.
—"Little Annie Rooney,, has a compan
ion piece, "Annie Roouey'sSister." Let *
have that fur awhile, and then we'll be
ready to switch off on "Old Mrs. ltooney." '
Nobody Listens.
The editor of the Punxsotawney Spirit
took a trip to Washington lately and
"nosed around" a little, anil writes as
One thing that strikes tbo tyro as
peculiar when he looks dow > from the
gallery upon the assembled wisdom in the
Lower House of Congress i» the fact that,
a- a rule, no one pays any attention to a
man who is making a speech. Last Mon
day afternoon we sat in the gallery while
Mr. Stone, of Missouri, was addressing the
House. Ho paced up and down the aisle
like a caged hyena, and stormed and
thundered and pounded his desk as thongb
he thought the whole universe was being
electrified bv his words. Bnt not a man
was listening. The Members were busy
talking, writing letters or reading, and
paid not the slightest attention to his
remarks. It was ludicrous. We could
not help thinking what a grand place that
would be for a modest man to practice
oratory. He would not need to feel the
least embarrassment, for be could rest per
fectly suro that the Members wore not
listening, and tho people in the galleries
could not hear if they wanted to. We
ouce knew a man who used to go off into
the lonely forest and make speeches to the
trees and the reverberating hills, in] order
to get his hand in. Bnt the man who does
that is not safe. Some stray hunter may
happen along, secrete himself behind a
tree, and listen. But the novitiate who
is making a speech in Congress would have
nothing of that kind to fear. He is secure
in the profundity of absolute obscurity. Of
course there are occasions when any man
will be listened to, and there are men
whose words are always heard. Bnt the
occasions are not many and the men few
lu the Seuate on Wednesday afternoon
we could count but seventeen Senators in
their seats while Mr. Daniel, of Virginia,
was making a rousing speech on the silve r
question. The only Senator who appeared
to be listening was John Sherman, and
Daniel's remarks were directed principally
to him. so that in common decency he was
bound to listen. Daniel is a square
shouldered nian, of medinm height, with
fine cut features and long black hair. He
looks not nnlike the pictures we see of
Daniel in the lion's den, and may be a
lineal descendant of the great Hebrew
prophet for aught we know. He is some
thing of an orator, too. But in a body
where some one is speaking all the time it
takes a Demosthenes to catch and hold the
attention of his colleagues.
Bat, after all, oratory counts for very
I little in Congress. The hard workbrs, wno
post themselves thoroughly on the business
in hand and can talk up a measure in com
mittee, where most of the legislation is
shaped, are the best men. And the Mem
ber who is faithful and conscientious, who
looks well to the interests of his constitu
ents, and is courteous and obliging, is of
more nse than the ostentatious aponter of
spread eagle speeches. He is also more
respected by his associates. The Senate
is not developing any more Daniel Wcb
stors for tbo simple reason that workers
and debaters are moro in demand than
orators, and long speeches take up the
time of Congress without enlightening it.
The truth is that most Congressmen pay
more heed to the editorials which appear
in the leading newspapers on the questions
tinder consideration there than they do to
the remarks of their brother Members.
This is proven by the fact that many of
their speeches are largely made up of
newspaper quotations.
Two American Fables.
A Goose who was snnning himself on a
bank was much put out by the Important
airs assumed by a Duck, and finally Ob
j "Thank Heaven that I wasn't Born with
such a Waddle as you've got."
"Nor with my Good Looks, either!"
retorted the Duck.
"Bah! your Colors fade in the Wash!"
"Your Voice is Cracked!"
"It is, eh! Let ns go to the Gobbler and
Settle this matter. We will ask him to
Decide between us."
W hen the Gobbler had looked them both
over and heard each one Sing, he picked
his teeth with a Straw, looked very Wise
I for a time, and then said.
"Well, now, but up to this moment 1
had Credited both of you with Good Looks
and Common Sense. Now that you Par
ticularly draw my Attention to yourselves
I find you both so Homely that it makes
my head ache, and I am amazed that
either of you has Wit enough to keep yonr
head Above Water."
Ono's Broken Nose never looks so bad
until you Brag of its Symmetry.
| Ono day as a Magpie bad taken a seat on
! the limb of a tree near the Highway, two
i Travelers came along and Halted nnder
j the tree to rest. They soon observed the
bird, and, never having seen one of its
Species before, one of them called out:
"Behold the Eagle! What a noble
"How Beautiful! How Grand!" added
the other.
Filled with Conceit, the Magpie began
to Chatter her satisfaction at these Words,
but she bad scarcely Opened her Mouth
when one of the travelers Exclaimed:
"What Fools we are! I know from what
I bavo Read that this Bird is only a Com
mon Magpie!"
"And let her Begone!" added his friend,
as he picked up a stone and sent it
Whizzing at her heod.
A Crow, who had heard and seen all
without being noticed himself, now
Scratched bis Ear and murmured:
"If some Folks would only keep their
Mouths shut what Credit they might get
for what they don't know."
—Half the boys in Butler are hnmming
"Little Annie Rooney," which has won its
way into an evanescent popularity, and
succeeds "McOinty" as n catchy, popular
air. McOinty and the grip swept the
country at the same time, were well mated
and suited the wintry season, for while the
fcrip was severe and painful, the "McGinty"
ditty was mock-tragical and coarse.
"Little Annie Kooney" is certainly adapt
ed to the soft summer season, when the
balmy lephyrs blow and all nature includ
ing the human article, bills and coos.
This is tho refrain that comes floating out
of window* these Hummer evenings, is
whistled on tho streets and is sung or
brayed—mostly the latter—by a great
many people; listen:
"She's my Hweetheart, I'm her beau,
She"* my Annie, I'm her Joe.
Soon we'll marry, never to part,
Little Annie Kooney is my sweetheart."
—The new postal cardn, which will
shortly be printed, are of two sixes—the
bigger ones, which have twice the area of
the present postal card*, being intended for
business communications that cannot very
well be crowded, and for other purposes
demanding fpare. Both cards have in the
rijrht hand tipper corner instead of a
representation of a stamp, a small portrait
of Ounerel Giant.
NO 39
Another Warnings
Waterbury, Conn.,i* suffering from vl»t
may almost l>« called an epidemic of ty
pho.d fever, due to the contamin"«d milfc
served from a dairy farm that sr .li®d part
<>f the city with milk. The citj ngineer,
a m fin be r of ihe health board, to on* of
the victim? to whom the disease proved
fatal. One of the daily papers, comment
ing on this fays:
"This man has labored long and earn
estly iu defease of the public health, so far
a* tue removal of unfavorable conditions
within the city limits was concerned, and
as a member of the board of health his at
tention must have been called to many
subjects in the field of sanitation that were
not connected with drainage. Bnt in the
prime of life he has been cut off by poison
*ent to the city from a farm There the
farmer himself lay ill of typhoid lever, and
from which an employee had recently been
taken to the ciiy hospital, there to die of
the same malady. If so veil-informed a
civil engineer and practical sanitarian as
the late Mr. Weld was willing to nse in his
family the milk sent from a herd and a
dairy (arm that hod not been subjected to
sanitary inspection, we cannot expect that
the average citizen will strive to protect
himself under similar conditions. The fre
quent sanitery inspection of suburban dai
ry farms is required for the protection of
the inhabitants of tho cities in which
milk from those farms is sold." This is
only another warning, adds The Christian
Union, to every citiren. Ton may pro
tect your property from bnrglars by bolts
and bars, but the lives of those dearest to
you, who have a right to look to you for
protection, depend on your intelligence for
their health, tor their lives. Insiston pub
lic officers doing the work for which they
are appointed; in every way see that yonr
own home is conducted on such a basis as
not to endanger publio hehlth. See that
your neighbor does not endanger the
health conditions of your owe home, and
these frequent public calamities will be
avoided. They are preventable, and* it is
criminal carelessness to live under condi
tions that make them possible.
He Tells It on Himself.
General George A. Sheridan "of Lou
isiana," who has not been in Louisiana for
so long a time that he would hardly know
the direction of the compass to Hew
Orleans, tells a story about the precocity
and perversity of New York childhood,
which is also a good joke on himself. He
was riding in a Sixth Avenue street car
the other day, when a nurse entered with
a curly-headed boy of abont 4, who was
crying viciously. He was making his
outcries disagreeable to every one in the
car, even after it had started, and the Gen
eral, thinking to startle him out of his ill
humor, leaned across tapped him on the
shoulder with a cane and said sharply but
"Here, stop. What's the matter with
you anywayt"
There was a flash of indignation acrogp
the youngster's face as he drew himself up,
stiflod a new outcry, gnlped once or twice,
and looking out of bis tear-stained eyes
straight at the General, responded in
"None of your business."
The General did not ask any more ques
tions, bnt glanced slyly about to discover
all tho lady passengers looking shocked
and all the gentleman intensely amused.
—"Anything wrong with the coffee this
morning, John?' "No. It'B good enough."
"Biscuits all right?" "I haven't any fault
to find with the biscuita," "Steak cooked
about right?" "I don't see anything
wrong with the steak. What are you
driving at MuriaT" "No complaint to
make about anything?" "No. What in
the world do you—" "John, I wish yon
would let uie have fifty cents to buy some
—A man learns from experience in
everything except in marrying.
—General Butler in *>me advice to am
bitious young men sayl, "Never do a mean
thing for money." Let us add to this the
suggestion, uevor do a mean thing for any
thing whatever. Whether the world hears
of it or not, it will abide with yon as long
a* you have a conscience— and when you
I cease to have that you have lost the thing
hat best excuses your living. No, young
man; do not trifle with your self-respect.
Vote the Republican ticket and be respec
table even if you don't make a cent.
—"The cruiser Philadelphia made nine
teen knots ui> hour. By the way, parson,
what is your best time?" The Chicago
minister throught a moment. "My best I
think was sixteen. But then three of
them had never been married before and,
of course, their inexperience caused some
little delay."
—"Shut a woman upt" said the de
termined looking man; "nothing im
possible about it. It can be done. I've
done it many a time myself." The others
looking at him as men do when they strike
either a phenomenal old-school or a fresh
variety of school liar. "Yes, many a
time," he continued, "and can do it again.
You Bee, I'm one of the turnkeys at the
county jail."
—"Look here, Mary! didn't that young
man kiss you while you two were standing
in the ball just before he leftT" asked the
old lady looking over her spectacles at the
blushing vision of sweetness she had been
more or less responsible for during the
past eighteen year. "I cannot tell a lie,
mamma. Bnt it was only once." "Only
oncct Lord, how different the young men
are nowadays to what they were when I
was a girllt
—The Favorite game in New Jersey in
more senses than one centre* about the
mosquito. It is "hide and seek." The
summer visitor furnishes the hide and the
mosquito seeks it.
—Senator Kvarts no longer holds the
palm as the champion long-sentence
speaker. One was uttered In a New York
court the other da/ that it will take the
subject of ii a life-time to get thro".
—A featheless chicken is the latest im
provement in Georgia poultry. But not
until chickens grow already roasted and
accompanied with a knife and fork will
Komc people be satisfied.
—"And you call that yonng Scrapeey a
musician?" So he is, and • good one."
"Well, for a musician ho keeps shockingly
bad time. He didn't come in this morning
until near 4 o'clock.
—Long Service: Employment Agent—
"See here! How is tbitf Ton stayed two
weeks in yonr last place. How did that
happen?" Domestic—"Sure 01 dunno.
Oi rnusht av overslept meself.
—Many undertakers and doctors are
opposed to any duty on cigarettes. They
are willing to have tobaooo Used out of
existence, bnt cigarettea shouldn't be
—Tho Gravestone Angel: "I wish I
WAS an anfrel," w»id Willie. "Why*" "It
must be holly this weather to bo nothing
but a head with a pair of feather fans be
hind your ears."