VOL. XXVIII PROFESSIONAL CARDS. JOSEPH W. MILLEH, M. D. Physician and Surgeon, Office and reeidencn 11 an S. Main St. Bntler, Ta. Dr. N. M I.CJOVER, 137 E. 1103P.1L L. M. REINSEL, M. D, I'MVIICIA* AND SCBQEO.V. Office and residence at 127 E. Cunningham St, L. BLACK, ivraiciaii «r svbbbok. New Troutxoan Building, Butler, l*a- E. a. lkake, m. d. j. e. mann. m. d. Specialties: Specialties: Gynaecology and Bar- Kye, Ear. Nose and gery. Throat DRS. LEAKE A MANN, Butler, Pa. G. M. ZIMMERMAN. „ raraiciAii AMO Icsusok. Office at No. i&. S. Main street, over Frank £ Co** Diae Store. Butler. Pa. SAMUEL M. BIPPUS. Physician and Surgeon. go. 23.£aat Jefferson St., Butler, Pa.' W. R. TITZEL. PHYSICIAN SURGEON. 8. W. Corner Main and North SO.. Butler, Pa. V. McALPINE, Dentist, ta now permanently located at 120 South Main Street' BuUer. Pa., in rooms formerly ;ccoupied by Dr. Waldron. J. J. DONALDSON, Dentist. Butler, Penn'a. ArtiOctal Teeth Insetted tn the latest im proved plan. Gold Filling a specialty. Office over Senaul's Clothing store. DR. S. A. JOHNSTON. DENTIST, - - BUTLER, PA. All work pertaining to the profession, execut ed in the neatest manner. Specialties:—Gold Filling*, and Painless Ex traction of Teeth. VltallxedAU administered. to HABERNIGC 202 S. Main St., New Troutman Building, Rutler, Pa. Clothing uncalled for in Bradford sells for half price, mostly winter goods. STOCK ENTIRELY NEW Fine Watches, Clocks, Jewelry, Silverware and Spectacles At lowest cash prices at •J. R. Gr R I K B ' No. 125 X. Main St., - Duffy Block. Sign of Electric Bell and Clock. EVERT WATERPROOF COLLAR OR CUFF —————l THAT CAN EE RELIED ON B jo P IttTot to Split! THE MARK 3NT Q "t to DlSCOlor! "J BEARS THIS MARK. # TRADE ELLU LOI o MARK. NEEDS NO LAUNDERING. CAN BE WIPED CLEAN IN A MOMENT. THE ONLY LINEN-LINED WATERPROOF COLLAR IN THE MARKET. THE BABIES' PROTEST. Baby Brighteyes: "We are three babies, earnestly protesting Against the things which torture us and kill. We'll try to make our story interesting—" A! 1 isweetly)—"We will." Bai.y Uoldenhair: I "When riding in our carriage clever, Plestse keep the sun out of our eyes so blue; It hurts ui and may spoil our sight forever —" S All (pleadingly)—"Pleise, da" Baby Sweetheart: "In case we're being brought upon a l>ottle (Arainst which fraud we kick with all our might) Please watch it so ourselves we do not throt tic—** All (thoughtfully)—" Please do." B. B.—"And keep it clean; don't let tho milk get soured By being churned while riding in the sun. If 'infant food' is not with zest devoured—" j All (decidedly)—" Give none." B. G. —"In keep as cool and bathe us I often. i Or else we'll be real angels in the sky. Then when you >ee us in our eoOn—" j All (sorrowfully)—" You'll cry." B. S.—"We don't want cruel nurses to neglect I us> And slap us little nuisances—no good—' Our mammas ought to care for and protect us—" All (lovingly^—"They should." 18. B.—"We do not want old ladies or young misses. With teeth decayed or foulsome stomach • breath. To smother our poor, helpless lips with kisses —" All (angrily)—"it's death." B G. "We don't want folks to trot, rock, dance or Jounce us Till we throw up from being sea sick made; We don't like men to toss us high and bounce us—" All (shivrringly)—"We're 'fraid." B. S.—"Strange women mustn't say. whene'er they greet us: I "We're too. too sweet to live,' and at us fly, Like Robin Hood's big wolf and play they'll eat | us—" AII (fearfully)—"We cry I" B. B —"When women, making faces, say to charm ns: "Oo 'ittle pittie tootsie wootsie oo,' They seem so soft—or crazy, they alarm us—" All (affrightedly)—"Boo-hoo!" B. G.—"We don't want clothing tight enough to i bind us So we can't kick to make our bodies strong: And we don't like small sisters forced to mind us—" All (sympathetically) —"That's wrong." B. S. "When we grow big we'll pay you more than double For all the care your duty 'tis to show— And we won't ever say yo>< are a trouble—" All (tenderly)—"Oh, no:" —H. C. Dodge, in Goodall's Sun. PART AN BRIDGE'S WIFE. Her Presence Had a Wonderful Effect on Him. n . E ' s a ver - v AySL"~%y x nice woman, my /Mr Y,f I dear Micklebcr \v' - ry, a very nice ?• V., woman, in \ • \ . deed!" said *72' \^' r ' •** ar 1a n " vjjyfjw \ bridge, sajrely; •% V "but you allow i !; '.too much! For i n s 1 ance, m y ' 'should ' ' never tell me W\N x C not to smoke in the parlors on account of the curtains!" "It docs turn em yellow," observed Mr. Mickleberry, thoughtfully. "(iranted—but what becomes of your conjugal superiority? And then you didn't buy that corner lot because she advised you not to! What is a woman's judgment worth in a matter of business like thai, .Mickle berry?" "Mary knows more than half the men going," parenthetically asserted Mr. Mickh-ljerry. "Excuse me. Miekleberry, but you don't keep her in her place! Don't the Scriptures expressly say that woman is the weaker Mrs. Partanbridgc venturing to oppose me! - ' Mr. Mit-klcberry looked admiringly at hi> bijr friend. "How do you manage it. Partan bridge?" he questioned a little timidly. "Tact, my dear fellow—tact, dig nity, supremacy! I wouldn't have mentioned it if circumstances hadn't pointed directly to the fact, but you are getting hen-pecked, Miekleberry. Everybody notices it. You must gather up the reins of domestic man agement—you must assert yourself.'" Mr. Miekleberry laughed. "I'ut what is the use of asserting my self'.'" he sisked. jocosely. "Every thing goes on like clockwork at home "so HE'S HIKE, IS HB?" —Mary always meets me with a smile —she spends the money sensibly, and never usks ine for an unnecessary cent!" "Does she tell you how she spends it?" "Not always, but—" Mr. Part an bridge interrupted his friend with a groan. "Oh, thc->e women, theso women! I should like to see my wife buying a silk dress, as Mary did last week, with out first consulting ine." "Ilut she had saved the money out of her housekeeping funds." "Then, my dear fellow, it's a sign that you (five her too much money for housekeeping. Cut her down—draw the purse-strings a little tighter." Mr. Miekleberry looked uncomfort able. "I—l should hardly like to do that, Pantan bridge." "You'll never be master of your own house until you do." Mr. Moses Miekleberry went home and told his wife all about what Part anbridgc had said. Mary laughed and colored, but she was a little angry withal. "1 wish Mr. Partanbridge would mind his own business," said she. "I'm tired of hearing about 'my wife.' She must be a poor, spiritless concern." "Partanbridgc is a man of great abil ity," said Moses, gravely. "Fiddlesticks!" said Mrs. Miekleber ry. "A regular hen-hussy—a thorough going- Miss Nancy!" "I'm sorry you feel so about him, my dear," said Mosea; "for he doesn't like the place where he is boarding now, and I told him he might occupy our spare room for a few days." "Oh, I've no objections to that," said Mrs. Miekleberry, composedly. "I'm always glad to entertain your friends, my dear, even if they are not the most agreeable people in the world, and I dare say I can get along with Mr. Par tan bridge for a few days." "You're a little jewel, my dear," said Moses, and he forgot all Partanbridge's Insinuations at once. Mr. Partan bridge came, bagand bag gage, and ! . sewing away as vigor ously as if every stitch were an unut tered protest. "And," went on Mr. Partanbridge, ]as if he had not heard the inter- I ruption, "it is woman's duty to listen — ! to submit —to keep silent!" j "There goes the doorbell," observed Mrs. Miekleberry; "will you go, Moses? it is Bridget's evenir.r out." "My wife," commenced Mr. l'artan : bridge, "would never have asked me to perform so menial an office as—" He stopped short as a loud, mascu line voice was heard in the entry be low stairs. • • I>, 1 Job l\ir_.ini r. ._v lure? Yes? Oh. all right—tell "cn{ to bring the trunks, and yon. hackman, a dol lar's enough fare. You'll get no more out of me. Clear out, and let's hear no more of your grumbling* So he's here, is he? A pretty chase I've had after him." Mrs. Mieklelv rry looked up at the blanching countenance of Mr. Job Partanbridge in surprise and bewilder ment "Who can that loud-voiced woman possibly be?" she asked. "Surely there is some mistake." "N-no!" quoth Mr. Partanbridge, with chattering teeth, "it is—my wife." "Mrs. Partanbridge? Can it be possi ble?" and hospital'le little Mary Mickle berry dropped her work and hastened to greet and welcome her new guest, the paragon among women, the meek and lowly and well-trained wife of the doughty Job. Mrs. Partanbrid, re came into the room with the tread of a giantess and the aspect of an Amazon. She was a tail, large woman, red-iaced and reso lute, with the faint shade of a mustache on her upper lip. and a deep voice like that of a grenadier, and she wore her cloak as if it hail been a man's over coat, the two sleeves tied round her neck, while her sailor hat would have been a snug fit for her husband. She sat down, at Mrs. Mickleberry's invitation, with a force that made the chair crack and tremble in its every joint and thrust out her feet. "Pull off those rubbers," said she to Job, and the husband promptly went down on his knees to perform the be hest "Not so rough—you're as clumsy as ever, 1 see; and now tell me why you didn't send the money for me to join you before?" "I—l couldn't spare it from my busi ness Drusilla, my dear." stammered Job, growing scarlet. "Hang up my cloak to dry—and get me a footstool for my feet!" command ed Mrs. Partanbridge. "Look sharp about it, too! Well, I borrowed fifty dollars from Deacon Fndcrhill, and I've come on on my own hook. I'm tired of being poked away in the backwoods while you're playing the fine city gent and I'll not stand it any longer; be sides, I wanted to attend tha U'mnan'R Suffrage association, and I'm a member of the Sedleyvillo Branch of Female Rights Advocates. You've got a nice house here, ma'am." turning to Mrs. Miekleberry. "I might have had a house of my own if Job Partanbridge had used common sense in his busi ness affairs, and listened te my advice a little." "Drusilla, my dear —" interposed Mr. l'artanbridge, but his wife darted a leonine glance at him. "Job Partanbridge, will you hold your tongue, and speak when you're spoken to'?" she demanded, tarfly. "Certainly, my dear, certainly! - ' "Then let's have a specimen of it. As I was saying, Mrs. Micklebcrry— Job, go downstairs, and look in the big-liandlcd basket on top of the trunk in the hall, and get me my handker chief and the camphor bottle with the little wicker-ease round it—as I was saying, that sort of thing is just about played out, so far as I am concerned. Job hasn't no more wit than a yellow dog when he's left to himself —you know you haven't, Job, so you may just as well leave off opening and shutting your mouth like a newly landed fish—and 1 mean to be boss my self, Job." "Yes, dear." "Bring me the roc'-.ing-chair—now move the screen so the fire won't shine in my eyes. And get a hack early to morrow morning, and see that I ain furnished money; I want to do a little shopping." "Yes, my dear." said Job Partan bridge. "And be ready to go with inc at eleven to the suffrage rooms. I must render the report of Sedleyville branch." "Yes, dear," assented the husband. At this stage Mrs Micklebcrry inter rupted the orders of the commanding general of the Partanbridge division by a tray containing tea, toast, and other feminine refreshment. Mrs. Partan bridge received them with a contemp tuous sniff. "My good lady," said she, "I dare say you mean well, but 1 don't feed oil such slops! Job!" "Yes, Drusilla!" "Go round to the nearest restaurant and get me a bottle of Dublin stout and a dish of stewed tripe. You'll ex cuse me, ma'am," to Mrs. Micklebcrry, "but we all have our little ways, and this is mine." Away went Job Partanbridge, like an arrow fleeing from the bow, and "lIKIXG MB THE ROCKING CIlAIIi." Boon returned with the required dain ties, off which "my wife" supped sump tuously. "Take my things upstairs, Job!" said Mrs. Partanbridge, when she had satisfied the cravings of nature: "I've hail a long day of travel, and I guess I'll go to bed early." If ever mortal man looked cowed, wretched and dismal. Job Partanbridge did the next morning, when he made his appearance at the breakfast table. Mrs. Micklebcrry could not resist one little mischievous hit. "I congratulate you. Mr. Partan bridgtf," she said, "upon the excellent manner in which you have developed your theories as to conjugal discipline." | Mr. Partanbridge choked eonvulv ively over his coffee. "ilushl" he cried. "Hush! she is | eomlnal" "Who is coming"?" "My wife!" Hut. ah! how differently he pro nounced the low, magic words from the way in which he had spoken them twenty-four hours ago! Mr. and Mrs. Job Partanbridge left the Miekleberry roof that very day for a hotel handier to the "woman's suf frage bureau." and that was the last Mary and her husband ever 'ward of "my wife" or In r humble slave, the de voted Job. Helen F. Graves, in N. Y. Weekly. ROYAL GAME. Sere Disappointment of a Hunter Who MU«ed an Ibn. The ibex is of a light-brown color, the males being rather darker than the females; but the oldest males undergo a complete change in appearance, be coming light gray, with a clearly-de fined black shoulder stripe, which gives them a very smart appearance. It is a sight to stir the heart of a hunter to see such a one sunning himself on some tower of rock, and, by way of morning exercise, bending his head to the ground and driving his sw#d-like black horns into some bush, of which he "makes hay" in about two minutes. I only once got a chance at one of these grand old "billies," and that I muddled. We had taken r.' f ;i ' ■ from a sharp shower i:i a cave, or rather shelf on the cliff. protected by a long over hanging rock. The rain drifted in, and Celestin carried my rifle to one end where it was m ire sheltered. We made a fire at the other etui, and were sitting over it, w :-n. with a fixed stare, Omar pointed with his linger over my shoulder. There, about a hundred yards off, was a splendid malt ibex such as I have described, with black horns which curved back nearly t<< his tail. There are not more than two or three like that on the mountain, lie was quite unsuspicious, and calmly moving down the mountain, on account of the bad weather, I suppose. Risking discovery, I crept to the place where mv rifle lay. Two trees grew across that end of the opening, and I could not si. ot from there. Back I crawled and sat down for the shot. He was slowly stalking down the rocks, but still within easy range. I leveled my piece, but at toat moment a gust of wind blew the flame and smoke across my line of r,ight, and I could see noth ing. The next instant he was round a rock and gone. I nearly turned sick with desperation. Of course, we fol lowed and tried t lind him again- an all but hopeless task in the complica tions of this hill. In the course of the search we got wet through, and in try ing to dry my -out over the lire Celes tin burned the back of it, my best "go-to-meeting" one, as it happened; but I would give twenty coats, to have got that beast. —Nineteenth Century. —ln Court.—"Now collect yourself, my man, and tell us the whole truth about the affair." " I assure you, your honor, I could not say anything differ ent from what I have said, not if you were to make mincemeat of me."— From Fliegonde lilatter. AN ANCIENT "SELL." Tho Hugo Joko Played J'pon a Qnarry man of Carrara. Not many travelers visit Carrara, where the finest <>f marble is constant ly l>eing quarried, as it has been for so many centuries, but, once there, much may be found in the way of legend and 6cenery to occupy the curious mind. In numerable stories float about the place, says a writer in Cornhill, concerning the existence of hidden treasures. Gold has often been found in the neighborhood of the town, and not very long ago a crock of gold coins was un earthed beneath one of the streets. A most curious experience, however, was that of a quarry man who, in one of his rambles, stumbled upon an old de serted quarry, within which, half buried in grass and brambles, lay an enormous block of heavy marble. On examining it, ho found a number of letters rudely cut, and half-hidden un der :L crust of dirt. With some diffi culty he managed to spell out the words: "Blessed is he who shall turn me over." The man at once jumped at the con clusion that he had stumbled up>u hidden treasure, and that his fortune was made. He rushed homo and col lected some of his friends to aid him in the recovery of the concealed gold, After some very hard labor they suc ceeded in 'turning the hoary giant over. Another rude inscription met their eager eyes: '"Thanks, my friends. I was weary of reposing so long in one position!" VISITORS EXPENSIVE. Th« Cost «r Intrrruptlni; :i I .urge liixlj of Workwomen' A party of ladies and gentlemen were shown through a large carpet establish ment in Broadway a few days ago, says the New York Times. They were per mitted to look into every nook and cor ner of the building except one. At the bottom of the stairway leading to the top floor they came upon a closed door upon which were the words: "Positive ly Xo Admittance." The curiosity of the ladies was* awakened at once. "What is up there?" inquired one eagerly. "That is our workshop," ex plained the representative of the firm. "We have one hundred and fifty women on that floor sewing carpets." "O, I should so like to see them at work," said the fair questioner with a playfully beseeching look. "I am sorry that I cannot take yon up there," replied the firm's representa tive, "but the rules are very strict. Really, there is nothing worth looking at, and there are no trade secrets there. The reason why the firm interdicts visitors is because the presence of strangers in the room causes every sew ing-woman to look up and it takes her attention off her work from one to five minutes. Suppose each woman loses an average of two minutes. With one hundred and fifty women that means a loss to the firm of three hundred min ntes, or five hours of time. That is too much timo to lose when we are work ing under a full head of steam, as we are now." AM ENGLISH HERO. U« S:4Vrn His \Voul«l-llo Koscucr from a Watery Grav«. An exciting story of the rescue from drowning of a Japanese, by an English man whose life the Japanese himself had set out to save, is told in a Japanese paper, the Kobe Shimbun. The Eng lishman was a resident of Tokio. Be ing