VOL. XXIX. PROFESSIONAL CARDS. JOSEPH W. MILLER, M. D. Physician and Surgeon, OXce and residence at •'3B 5. Mala St. Ballet, j re. 1 Dr. N. M. HOOVER, lg7 E. Wayne St., office hoars. 10to 12 M. and I to 3 P. M. L. M. REINSEL, M. D , JCnVStCIAS AND SCBOKOX. Office and residence at 12T E. Cunningham St, L BLACK, rßTSictiS and srnOKOM, 2?ew Trou'.man Bulldinsf, Butler, Pa. E. N. I.EaKK, M. D. J- MASS, M. L>. Specialties: • Specialties: Eje - M" 8n " DRS. LEAKE & MANN, Butler, Pa. G. !»». AIM MERMAN. rfik'rficu* Asa SCBOIOS. Office a' No. 46. S. MaJn ajreet, over Fran* C -ki*p castration and borsp den tintry u spt'ciaitf. Cantratiou per formed wi'boot clama, and all other mirzical opi'ratioDH performed in the rnont Mneotific manner. Calls to any part 0f tbe country promptly responded to. Office Hnd InGrmarv in Crawford'n Li*ery, 132 Went .Feffernon Street, HmJer Pa G. D. HARVE , rontractor and builder in brick work. i(!"*•> lime, <«-iiieiit>.. N'atloual, Portlaixl and all I*-*' (frart.*i in the market, calcined 1-U.iter, planter hair. Kind's cement. Ore brick, tile. whHc wind au«inil. Main office 3U N. Mam street, ami all order* leliai. ware IKIUM wiII receive prompt dellve.ry. Term., reasonable. Goofl Farm for Sa!^». rontalnlnx 10a ucrea and »7 peri-be« Tu acres cluar-d ard under fence. Balance xtaiidliiir in Bod white 0»k tliulier. ComfßrUWa use. g— Aij- ) I 'r I tions to the /Mim*» clothesline, / I ' ' ,'i'W 1 ' "when it comes wl'mM tLisrs*! I bc J" onm<»- body w:.s always offering to bring one's mail or one's groceries from the queer low hut which served as general store, post office, machine shop and dwelling in one. Of course the bill of fare was apt to be a little monotonous. There was a great deal of salt pork and bacon and dried fish, hut there were lots of tinned vegetables and canned fruit from homo to help out; and, really, it wasn't at all what one would fancy from the doleful tales one hears of the suffering in new countries. Then there were papers and maga zines and letters from dear ones. Only there was one trouble. The widow had no dear ones. She was so alone. And a little jealous feeling would come in spite of her when the two old maids would stop with their hands full of let- ! ters from sisters and nephews and uicces. to hand her a letter from —Pris- I BUTLER, PA.,ERIDAY, JAXUARY 1, THE SHY MAN'S OFFEIUNG. cilia. Sometimes a tear would drop on Tom's sleek coat, but that was not often: only when she was silly, she told herself. Now there was, about three-quarters of a mile to the right of the widow's shanty a modest little shock, half cov ered with luxuriant vines: over the front door was a roughly-made lattice, and this, too, was covered with the vines, and the whole cottage was a picturesque little affair and the envy of the sclioolma'ums, who loved flowers, but whose vines always died and whose ornamental gardening was confined to a bed of sickly-looking four o'clocks which grew by their door. The owner of the vine-draped shanty was a bachelor of middle age who spoke with a queer foreign accent. He was an extremely bashful man and he scarcely dared look at the ladies as they passed him, with the good-natured "Howdy" that was the customary greeting of the country. The widow had watched him often from the window as he plowed upon his claim, and she admired his fine manly bearing, and she did wish in her heart that he'd be a bit neighborly, and she told Tom so; but Tom only purred and stretched himself in the sun. Now, as I said, the schoolma'ains were passionately fond of flowers and were discouraged and chagrined that nothing would grow in their door yard. So one day when they saw the owner c>f Vine cottage, us they called it, set ting out for town, they equipped them selves with a basket and trowel and, stopping for the widow, they went on a tour of pillage, i They all entered into the fun of the thing and in an hour or more a droop ing, dejected-looking vine was clinging to a string beside the door of each cot tage. And the odd thing was, that while the vine of the school ma'ams faded and died, that of th? widow grew and throve marvclously. So wonderful was its growth that soon it began to spread over the walls and roof until her ■shanty rivaled the vine cottage in the way of verdure. And the two old maids joked the widow and caused her to blush furiouslj' at the undigrAicd prank she had played in getting the vine. In time; the shy man grew a little neighborly and sometimes a brace of prairie chickens would be liung, with out a word, on the widow's door. Or again it would be a lot of rare pebbles, •juartz and agate,- or a trout or pickerel from the lake near by. And at each affering the widow would cod her pret s ty head wisely and smile to herself, i Nature was kind to the pioneers that pear. There had been no severe storms, ao terrible heat or drought, and in No vember it was still mild and warm, without a sign of frost. Everyone said that it was a remarkable season, just as though the remark werte quite new and original. The widow-was saying to herself one afternoon that after all it had been very I pleasant to be a pioneer woman. There bad been no great discomforts and de privations, and now that there were but two months more to stay, she was half sorry. She had been putting away some of her summer clothes, and a white Mother Hubbard wrapper, a fav< • ite garment of the widow's, hung upon a clothesline beside the • house. It was a dainty thing, white cambric, with lace-edged ruffles and with a pink ribbon bow with long ends at the neck. Indeed, to have seen the widow in it would have recon ciled the most prejudiced person to the much-maligned Mother Hubbard. There had been little fitful gusts of wind all day and late in the afternoon it became quite a gale. The tumble weeds hurried from spot to spot as the wind veered about, and the dainty Mother Hubbard flapped furiously in the breeze, but the widow was reading a very in teresting book and never looked up until crash came a flying board against the side of the house aVld the shanty began to sway and rock like a cradle. It was a short-lived storm and there was 110 damage done, and in half an hour the sky was again clear; but when Mrs. Drake went out to look for her gown it was gone, f'f course the wind had torn it to tatters. There was no use to look for it; it was gone for ever. and with a sigh the little woman went into the house. The next two months flew very ■ swiftly. The bachelor had grown bolder and had come to call, but the I lively widow did the m< t of the talk in-/ and he replied in broken monosyl lables. The weather was still bright and pleasant, and there had been no bliz zards. no snow. That was "remark able" t'M>, for it was nearly holiday time. Then came Xmas, such a queer, quiet day with not i-ven,a letter troin l'riscil la. Hut even then there was genuine regret in her heart when Mrs. Drake began to pack her belongings prepara tory to going back to the state-. She was in better health and spirits than ever before, and she had a quarter sec tion of land of her own and she had made some pleasant friends. On the whole it had paid well. It was New Year's eve and she was to leave the next morning. She put on an extra lump of coal and set the lighted lamp in the window. She thought it might cheer som« one, you know, and it did; it shone way out on the path and lit the way for the bach elor ns he came hurrying across the fields. As he came into the little room, bare of all the pretty little articles which had made it so cheerful and homelike, his heart gave a thump to think that it would so scon be empty and deserted, and he resolved to say what was on his I mind at once. Hut the words would not come; he could only open the parcel which he I hud brought and take out—iruess what! The tattared remnants ol a cam one Mother Hubbard. I As the widow gave a little squeal of J surprise, he said, with a statel.v bow: i-"I have bring ze —ze chemise of ' madame, which ze wind brings to me so long ago." And with an impetuous motion he tore open his coat and there r ; j'over his heart lay the folded pink rib •| bon which had been at the throat of the ' gown. Somehow after that he didn't need words, for the widow's dark head rested on the ribbon and both his arms were ; about her. Xow there is something irresistibly funny about the courtship of middle j agid lovers. Young lovers are interest ! ing enough, and old lovers are pathet ically grotesque, but when two com i mon-place people in middle life fall in love with each other 1 defy them to behave so that they are above ridicule. So we will draw the curtain here, when 1 tell you that after her lover had ! gone the widow whispered to Tom: '"So j romantic, isn't it? But how absurd to ; call it a chemise." The widow returned I to her old home and to Priseilla; and it has leaked out that she is wearing a ; ring with "Ilappy Sew Year" engraved | inside, so the neighbors believe that the . wedding is to come off on an anniver sary of that day. Hut I have told all that I am going to, now, and if you really want to know if fhey are married, just look among the marriage notices on Xew Year's day. MARIE MORS MARSH. A HITCH IN THE FESTIVITIES. Host (aside to caller) —Whaffor yo' put sugar in dat bullion soup an' den spit hit out on de flo'? Caller—Keep yo' hands off. A man dat hain't got no mo' sense dan to offer a gemmen from de souf 6ech stuff as dat in er teacup, 'serves ter have hit 6pit on de flo'. Doan yo' tech me, nig gah!—Texas Sittings. \ New Year's I'oem. Bills, bills, bills, bills, Bills, bills, bills, Bills, bills, bills, bills. Bills, bills, bills. —Somerville Journal. New Ye:ir'» Presenla. (lowsomdever—Did old I)uste dis tribute any New Year's presents? Dashhard Poore —Yes, he distributed various portions of men's outfittings. He gave Charley the sack, he collared Harry and cuffed him, and be gave me a boot. Only p:ints were left for IJilly.— Jewelers' Circular SPRING WAGON DECK. A Great Convenience Worth Much Mow Than Its Small Coat. Recently while attending a county fair where a good many gardeners were exhibitors I was struck with the clumsy and inconvenient contrivances for extending th-; carrying capacity of spring wagons. Many were made* of odds and ends of thick boards and without reference to convenience in unloading. By the side of them my own looked as airy and frail as em broidery compared to sail cloth, yet it is sufliciently strong to carry 1,400 pounds in market baskets, and I can unload the whole load without hand ling more than six baskets V and sometimes not then, if I chance to sell these six baskets last My wagon is.a platform spring, 90 inches by 30, inside measure of box, with a falling hinged endgate. To make a deck I took two pieces r.f pine board 1 iinjlrthfclt, 4 inches wide and C feet 'long. These were for bed pieces, to rest upon the sides of the box, which is 8 inches high. This gives room for halfrbushel baskets under neath. For platform I bought a dry goods box, 58 inches long and about - J0 inches square, for which 1 paid 10 cents. The material of the sides was % of an inch thick, and of these I used what I needed, nailing the boards on to the edge of the bed pieces and leaving vacancies between of about :5 inches Ido not grow radishes, onions or celery for market, so it was not necessary to have the deck boards close together. The nailing was done with long, slender wire nails, driven slight ly on a slant and not all in line with the A J a_ center of the bed piece as that would have a tendency to split it and weaken the hold of the nail.,. A railing of inch stuff inches high was nailed around tha edge of the sides and back, setting on top of the deck. The widest board was at the forward end, as the deck is used without a seat and the driver sits among the baskets. Bits of iron screwed on to the inside of the bed pieces project downward into the clips which hold the seat iu place and hold the deck in position on the wagon. Where a wagon has a seat rail on the inside and holes for iron dowels, the same kind of dowels must be used in the bedpieces of the deck. Four triangular wooden pieces are fitted in outside to serve as braces. .I am sorry ■to say that my deck proved too iutich for the cupidity of some one and I shall have to build another, and in this I shall leave off the clumsy outside braces and have four pieces of strap iron, 10 inches long, bent at right .angles 0 incliqs from one end and punched for screws. These will be fastened underneath on inside of bed pieces, the long ends projecting down anil entering the scat fastening to hold it in place. On the'first day of the fair 1 put the deck under horticultural hall, expecting to get it when the fair wat over, but when I looked for it it was gone. It cost k'ss than 20 cents for material and less than two hours' labor to make, so I am not out ol pocket very much; but I pity the man who was so hard up as to take it. The accompanying drawing, showing end view, will make the way of construct ing the deck more plain. Ais the end of the wagon. The space above A should not be , obstructed, as this per mits taking out baskets when the tail board is down. Baskets can also be taken out of the forward end. There are many times-when farmers as well as gardeners find .such un attachment to a spring wagon a gr.cat convenience and worth much more thuu its small cost.—L. B. Fierce, in Ohio Farmer. Urnied In Style. Western Stage liobljei—Hold up y'r hands! Scared Passengers—Yes, yes, yes, of course. , Robber (gallantly) Beg parding, lady, you needn't hold yours up I'lit 'em down ugain Lady My bands are not up Those are uiy shoulder pull's. —N. V. Weekly. V.'ci.i'jv XJ TER * IAS ,EON -. JrS wr 'tten in. the ' * fife history of th e world, a chapter more wonderful than any in the won derful narrative, and the recording an gel sets his «eal and turns the page. It is a story that it is granted to none to see its conclusion, and few indeed are there who rightly read its past. Its be ginning was when the morning stars sang together over the order that was created out of chaos, and the plot, with its threads of liarlit and shade, sublime courage and pitiful cowardice, hate and love, joy and fear, no man can compre hend and no man can alter. He may delay the consummation of the Divine plan, but there is all eternity for its completion. The year of our Lord 1891 has wit nessed marvels in the arts and sciences. The depths of the earth and the heights of the clouds have been called upon to yield their secrets, and the wliolo realm of space is now virtually the kingdom of the mind. In a year the world has .made giant strides toward the perfec tion of civilization, and every one of 'se last fifty years has witnessed discov. 'es and inventions that have put to si me those of a.s many centuries, until, j us ing in amazement <;n the thresh U1 of the future, we are forced to ex.kiirn: "What wilt thou bring forth, oh, inex plicable void! The crowning of man's dreams or the end of material great ness? The summit of perfection or the return of formless chaos?" Great as has been the progress of the world, the high water mark lias only been reached in certain favored -.paces, and vast continents are still reserved for the maturing of God's purposes. To our nation it lias been a year whose bounteousness and peace have been unparalleled in the history of an.v country. The seasons have poured from their laps their garnered treas ures, and north, south, east and west rejoice in abundance. The faces of na ture and the elements have been pro pitious, and the smile of Provi dence seems to rest in benediction upon the land. In the social world too, the fruitage has been abundant. Xever bo fore in the history of our country has so much good been done by earnest in dividuals and society for the reclama tion of evil, the reform of abuses, and the amelioration of the condition of tha deserving poor. The harvest of good deeds in that has been great in spite of the fact there arc still fallow fields, and that much has been left unattempted. There are those, of course, who take gloomy views of the times, who see the evil, but fail to recognize the good, and declare that morally the world is grow ing weaker and more degenerate with each year. But truth, the mighty leaven, is germinating, dropped in the dark soil of ignorance and error; and hidden away from sight, folded in the bursting sheath, is the sprout which shall one day become the giant oak, 'neath which our nation shall be sheltered from storms and noontide heats. Not in the bpirit of the Pharisee, but in that of reverent humility, should we view our blessings of the past year, and have a fraternal sympathy for the fam ishing peasants whose cry goes up from the banks of the Volga, and from the slopes of the Ural mountains; for the exiled race, whose wandering through the wilderness of prejudice and injus tice is as cruel as their forty years' pro bation in the desert; for the poverty-op pressed masses of our kindred nation, whose mother tongue is onrs, and with whom we claim a common ancestry.and for those nations who sit in darkness, or girt about with m*sty and uncertain light, but longing for perfect day. The year 189'2, upon whose threshold we now stand, is surely destined to be a momentous one in the world's history, and to America is granted the honor of erecting a milestone in the univeqpal progress, ln the year that is before us the people of the old world will summoned to witness tfte inauguration of a monument worthy of the genius and courage of Columbus, a monument which puts to shame the proudest structure ever raised to commemorate the great deeds of prince or conqueror, and that monument is an enlightened and prosperous people, whose self rev erence, self knowledge and self control have raised them, in but little more than a century, to be the object of the wonder and admiration of the world. Not Columbus, the Genoese, nor Colum bus, the navigator, do we thus honor, but the courage which was repre sented in him, which dared to fling away old traditions and obey the in ward voice urging onward ta great achievement. The year lies before us, a mystery as great as the mystery of all mysteries death. We meet it with high resolve, but every day in our life in reality marks a similar anniversary, and every night witnesses the end of a year, a step taken irrevocably from time to ward eternity, for there, and there only, can we meet face to face that shrouded shape, the I'uture, which for ever flees as we approach. If we would truly live well, the years, whether spent in work or meditation, in pleas ure or pain, should yield us something more than material good, which is as evanescent as the morning mists. The outlines of our lives are drawn for us by circumstances, training, heredity ami other influences above our control, but day hy day we are filling in the light iind shade, the coloring in the pic ture, and it is the coloring that will make or mar the beauty of that crea tion that shall bang in the gallery of God. Lou V. CHAPIN- New York's Weak Point. Mr. Gotham —We intend that New York shall be lltly represented at the Chicago exhibition. We shall put up some grand structure in which to place our exhibits, though exactly what form it will take has not been decided. Mr. Lakeside (of Chicago)— Whether you give us a Vauderbilt palace, a sub urban villa, a twenty-story flat or a monster warehouse, we shall be thank ful; but for mercy sake don't — don't at tempt to build a monument. —N. Y. Weekly. To Kit her Way. Two boys were observed leading home a cow. One l>oy had hold of a rope tied around her horns, while the other had hold of her tail. A gentle man asked liim why he kept hold o* the cow's taiL "Well," said the boy, "when she walks along all right John leads her by the rope, and when she walks back wards I lead her by the tail."—ltoston Courier. Mercantile Item. "Now, then," said a New York mer chant to one of his traveling salesmen, who was packing for his journey, let us see that you sell more goods on this trip than you did before. Our tirm is more generally known now. "In that case," said the drummer, looking dubiously up from his sample eases, "I am a little afraid it will be up hill work." —Texas .Sittings. THE NEW YEAR COMETH. And With It Coma Good KeiolatUu Mi Other Hotburiome Ihlngi. Ever since a long time ago, New Ycar'sday, t' ■ Ist of January, has been the da„v upon hich I 6vrear off. Not swear of-ten, but swear that henceforth I will off with some pernicious habit which is slowly but surely weaving 1 ita —its—its—its—its unseen network of— of—of—o<—of vice about me. Vice given its own way too long will soon hold a person tike a vice. (2Tote: —This is a play upon words which I just thought of. The former vice referring to sin in its unadulterated state, and the latter meaning an instrument in which carpenters torture two-by-fours and the like and lather them previous to doing a job of plane shaving. The phrase is double action. The terms may be transposed and they get there just the same.) Last year I resolved that I would re trench in household expenses, and so I agreed to give my wife a certain amount of money every week and let her pro vide for the table. That is the amount was certain the first week, but my wife says that after that it was frequently decidedly uncertain. She hadn't had much experience but she did nobly. She said one day that she wished 1 would give her the name of some great wholesale grocer, a name that would be a synonym for the choioest of every thing, so that when dealers asked hex THE BITCUER DID* T HAVE THAT BRAND. what brand of an article she wanted, she wouldn't be at a loss and display her ignorance. I told her to always ask for H. K. Cooper's poods. (That isn't the name I gave her at all, but that name will do. I don't propose to give advertising worth SI4 per agate line for nothing.) The plan worked delightfully. When she would inquire for some good olives, and the clerk would ask her supercil iously what brand she preferred, she would remark, as pert as you please: "11. K. Cooper's, if you have them." Nine cases out of ten they didn't have anything so good, but the salesman would treat her with the greatest con sideration because she appeared to be up in the business pretty well herself, and not try to work off any old shop worn pickles or las* year's yeast cakes on her. Hut, alas! one day she went into a meat market and in her most imperious voice said: "I would like some liver." "What sort, madam?" "Why, I supposed that liver was all alike." "Oh, no. We sell several varieties." "Well," answered Marie in despera tion, "you may give me 11. K. Cooper's." And this is a true story and worthy of all people to be believed. As near as I can find out, Adam was the first man to turn over a new leaf. I have a suspicion, though, that lie turned over a good many before he got his winter's supply of clothing all made up. Adam must have reversed his cuffs on Wednesday, and that was, of course, a turning of leaves. As a man once said to me, facetiously, when he discov ered me trying to reverse my cuffs without attracting attention, behind I EXAMINING ONE TEAR'S RECORD. the cabinet organ at a donation party, liavinp forgotten to do it in the haste of my toilet preparations: "One pood turn deserves another." I like to turn over a new leaf once in awhile. I get so tired of the old one. It is so stained, and blotted, and discol ored. It is torn in so many places and it is written so full of mistakes and failures. There are the 3«5 little "X" marks which indicate the days during- the past year upon which I was needlessly cross and irritable. There are a half dozen near the top of the page marked "XX." That was while we were mov ing into the new house and getting set tled. Then there's the entry January 2, where 1 began smoking again, a»d 379,472 little dots, like fly specks almost, which mark the number of times I have "kicked" about things during the past year. It's a poor, dirty, miserable, badly kept, altogether too faithful record. It is interlined and criss-crossed, but it isn't illegible. Every entry stands out bold and clear, and I can't erase a sin gle one of them. I can only turn the sorry-looking chronicle out of sight and begin with a clean, fresh, new pajre on the other leaf. " CHA.RI.ES NKWT^^IOOD. Theatrical Note. Mcßcady—How long a run did you have in Schenectady? licane Oh. just from the hotel to the btation. Judge. A SOMEWHAT TARDV RESCI'KIt. Voice (from the well)—//<"'/>! blieehun—ls anuy wun dowu there? Voice—Oi am! bbeehan— I'fwhat'a yure name? Voice— Halloran! Sheehan— Well, llallorau, yez musty fell a mile t' mek a hole like thot in th' around phin yea »h truck. —Judge. isro.9 THE PASSING OF THK VKAffc v ih« »iJj 3J J >IW,I echoing oloek Telli the Im» ",!r stroke sad ttn • .ay. ih u dusih. Wf ~fYW SSS4T I B A \» \ Wher# the bit UO ! 80 J'tpV j«uliesooldaad \ \ W T| Km U numb; \\ fi V «/-iil Break, a charred "a. [i fi Wml hearth " •m\ And sings the MV t,e ,ro— ** Wh c rv above |lff ft s/L /V -ZT» ' the shreadefl N fi\ S4 Dlaw the far am I Ml JvVr/oJJ/Qi' K toward ita waao. Tea; sad the thafV faaged valefc "u dec's yawn Gleams cavernous beside the eoela And flickering shadows, faintly draWl^ Dance lightly to the rafter poles; And royal in her mottled fur And lengthened curve of caudal nwfc With muffled and recurreat purr. The ancient he use-cat dates deep. Eleven; and the jarring strokes Come harshly as a warning will; Outside, the giant naked oaks, Snow girdled, stand all white aad ttfil; And like to ships the wan clouds pass Across the lone moon's argent shield While, down below, the (rosea grass Lies dead within a froxea field. Twelve; und upon my feet I stand And Sing aside the unread hook. For ghosts rise up oa every hand As backward o'er the days I look. Aye! warp of fr.te, and woof ef life, What matters, since but death shall Falls the last stroke, a sevtriaf knife— Thr old year's out, the new real's la. —ERNEST HoOilVt A NEW YEAR'S WISH. I wish you a happy New Year! May reset Strew your way. And paths be glad aad peaceful oa whioh yoa start to-day. May golden shafts of tunthlaa bring )ast a little rain, Aad gracious gifts of pleasure held jut a shade of pain. For tides are fairer which the clouds Bay sometimes overcast. And pleasures are the best whioh oetaa whta grief aad paia are patt. And If among your rotes the ivy It eatwlaod Tour heart will beat the nearer to the heart ef all mankind. I wish you a happy Vow Yearl Ah! who eeuld wish you less; May all the tender charities that heal aad soothe and bless Be scattered at your feet like flowers, aad stay you e'er Impart To all the weary souls of men the Joy withia i your heart. For hearts that hold no love kaow not the Joy ! It Is to live; Our lives are measured by the Joys whioh we to others give. May charity and kladllnctt your life and mint i Imbue. My Joys shall be the brighter for the Joys I wish to you. —Chicago Herald. GOOD RESOLUTIONS. The Kind to Which tho Prudent Has Will Confine lllmself. £ once more the X % o oft " tried experl rSgs? \Xi • V rnent of making New Year's res olutions have . not much time too. As a rule the more thought that Is bestowed upon the subject the more elaborate and lengthy the set of resolu tions become. That is goinar in the wrong direction. A more useful kind of study is that which discriminates, prunes and discards the superfluities. Don't resolve too much. If you do you will fail to keep your resolutions and that will tend to weaken your fnith in yourself. If you are particularly fond of an after dinner cigar and resolve to dispense with it, that is one of the resolutions that a discriminating- resolver would prune out, because there ic next to no possibility of its being kept more tftan three days at the utmost. There we some resolutions that are easier to keep, and to these the prudent man will confine himself Resolve that if you sit down suddenly on the icy sidewalk, or pound your thumb with a hammer, you will make a few cursory remarks; be cause it is a resolution that you will surely keep. Resolve that in any case you will read this paper; that is an other that you can't help keeping. Res olutions that arc kept are a source of satisfaction, says the Host on Globe, and the kind that are made every New Year's day and never kept are a foun tain of more or less poignant regret. Opening a New Account. Old Scadds—Young man, you're got to turn over a new leaf this yearl Young Scadds (modestly)— Thank you, sir; would you mind starting my fresh page in the ledger with an ad vance of two hundred? —Puck. A Hitch In the Programme. Dashawav —I understand that you were around to Miss Palisade's last night. Did you sec the old year out to gether? Cleverton—No. I wanted to, but Miss Palisade saw me out first.—Jury. Keeping Up Old Cattomt. "Going to swear off drinking and smoking this New Year's?" "Of courae, I have always done it and I'm not go ing to quit now. I'm a firm believer in keeping up old customs."— Philadelphia Times. A Falling Oat. "Oh, prithee, Ethel, let me know Why thus you have dismissed Bttf " I stood, sir, 'neath the mistletoe Last night (weeps), you never (wee ya) kissed me I" —Harper's Baser. Elastic Kesolutloas. We have knocked the stuffing out of the Christmas turkey and are already tryingtlie strain on a New Year'sresolu tion which will stretch a mile before it Will tear an inch. —Dallas Newa The Cnltetl states In Minister*. One of the most unique novelties at the world's fair will be a huge map at the United States exhibited by thq coast survey. It will be about 400 feet square and be placed horizontally on the exposition grounds and a Urge building erected over it. This building will be provided with galleries iw pathways on the inside so as to allow visitors to walk over the whole United States without touching it. The model will be made of plaster of pari*, and will show the exact height of moun tains. the depth of rivers and the curva ture of the earth. Leather Cunsaty. The Carthagenians were the first to introduce a stain ped-leather currency* Leather coins with a silver nail driven through the center were issued In France by King John the Good in 1806. A Few Opealag Remarks. He was in the pantry trying to ope® a can of tomatoes, and making a good deal of unnecessary noise about it "What in the world is the matter?" demanded his wife from the kitchOft. "What are you trying to upca that Can of tomatoes with?"- "Cau opener, of course," he growled ' back. "Do you suppose I was trying to open it with my teeth?" "No; I thought, perbap* judging from your lanjruage, you were UTl&g to open it with prayer."—Texas Sift' 'nr •- •