VOL. XXX.
Mrs. Jennie E- Zimmerman.
Courtesy
Is extended to all who come to us. No trouble to .-how goor'B, even if \ou
do not want to bu/. It is as easy to get out of our store as ia r o it V\ .•
think, however, yoa will find it to your advantage not to go away <mpty
banded.
• We Sell Reliable Goods.
It is worth a good deal to you, isn't it. to know you are getting tie
best there is of all goods handled in a first-cla-a drv Lou9 ■ for tl e
least money; worth a good deal to know you are getting the correct style in
d/ees goods, millinery, wraps. Ac.
See What We Have for Vou.
New style Chalies, 5c per yard; best brown muslin in the city. 5c per
yard; best and only fast colored black hose in the city for be per pa r, good
printß at sc; best standard prints at' 7c; Lancaster Ginghams, Ge, Dress
OinrMme, 8c to 25c; fine bleached Damask, 03 inches wide, worth 75c, for
:"0c; all linen fowling at 5c per yard. New Wash Gook-; Ondine Stripes iri
Mac* with col>.r«d figure, worth 15c-; new (Jrupalin.\ 15c, Irish and
GrectHß Lawn*--, 12£ c; colored figure Dimity, sometning entirely new, 12j-c;
Beautiful line of French Sateens, iu black and colors; Ladies Jersey Vests
Sc; f .'hildreo's ribbed vests at s'*; Men's fine balbriggaa u'iderwear,soc to
£2 a i-u'l; fine black silk finished Henrietta*, 4ij iu., for 75-\ worth sl. Such
i -gh qn-ilities and low prices are cer»:Jnty not at'ernptcd or equalled by any
ii her house . One glance into our large show window will convince you
v. h l»-*d in Millinery both in style and qualiy. Ask onr price We will
convince you that iu this department, as in all others ..ur prices are the low
est.
MRS. JENNIE E. ZIMMERMAN.
Successor to Ritter & Ralston.
Are Yon One Of The Lucky Ones Who Will
Attend The Grand Clearance Sale At
routnian's^
For the next two weeks. Remember it
is not our fault if you come too late,it will
commence Jan, 25 and continue till Feb. 4.
Carpets, Cloaks, Underwear, Hosiery,
Gloves, Corsets, Dry Goods, Flannels,
Ginghams, Calicoes, etc.
See our big bargain counter on left
© n
hand side entering store.
YOURS RESPECTFULLY,
A. Troutmari & Son,
Leading Dry Goods and Carpet
House, Butler, Pa.
Jewelfy, Clocks,
Silvefwafe,
Purchasers can save from 25 to 50 per
cent by purchasing their watches, clocks
and spectacles of
J. R. GRIEB, The Jeweler,
No. 125 N. Main St., Duffy Block.
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PENN'A
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[A. STEELSMITH, Manager, Butler, I'a.]
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Refinery at Coraopolis, Pa., near P. & L. E. R. R.
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J. W. MILLER,
131 Mercer S: , Butler' Pu.
A $25 Gold Watch
FREE.
With every dollars wor'h of goodt*
purchased, you art) given up« 3 on
the length of time it wiil ak»; the
watch to run dowu, aud the one
guessing' the Dearest will get the
watch. In c:te ol P. lie the one hav
ing bought the most will get it
The. watch will be blurted June
13th at nino o'clock A. M., and no
guessing will l.st ki-u after that
tiui..-.
We can lilso t=avo ion money on
ev. rv article in onr stocks of Ul th
ing, lints, and Uents Famiahiage.
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120 S Muin St, Butler, Pa
SPRING
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buy good goods nt the right pric.
The only reason that our trade is
increasing constantly i;< the fiirt that
we haudle only goods of first quality
and cell them at very low prices
We have taken unusual care to
provide everything new in 11 at s and
Furnishing Goods for this season,
>md as we have control of many
especially good articles in both lines
we can do you good if vou come to
us.
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to themselves all should
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"THE FACK WAS OF A SKCX.T»"
"UE HAD SUDDENLY WALKED OFF."
"If any of you gentlemen have lived
continually in Moscow," began Cliero
muhin, laying his pipe aside, "you
have surely noticed that a periodical
invasion of white-walled Mother Mos
cow by our provincial brethren usually
begins before Christmas. Almost at
the same time with the appearance of
frozen meat and turkeys in the game
market there stretch in, through all
the barriers, endles ear.-vans of kibit
kas and all kinds of winter equipages
containing whole families of landhold
ers hastening to have a' n .1 time in
the capital, examine male candidates
for marriage, show their daughters in
society, aud spend in a ' w weeks all
they have saved during: tho year.
"But in 1796 this increase of tempo
rary residents began with the first
snow; and, according to tho oldest in
habitants, the ancient capital had not
teen so crowded, or rather crammed,
for many aycar. The managers of the
Nobles' Club shrugged their shoulders
whenever they had less than two thou
sand guests at a ball, and laid the
blame on the Italian Medoxi, who gave
masquerades in the halls and rotunda
of the Petrovski Theater.
"Indeed, public masquerades —at
which peoplo did not dance, but stifled
and crushed one another —were during
that, winter the favorite amusement of
the people of Moscow.
"Among the constant visitors at
these masquerades was a certain young
but not from the interior. Ivan
Nikolaievich Zorin was his name. He
had just returned from foreign parts,
had lived long in Italy, loved music
fassionately, and always spoke of the
talian opera with transport that
turned almost into madness whenever
conversation touched a certain prima
donna at the Neapolitan Theater.
In conversation he called her Lauretta,
but would not discover to any of his
acquaintances the name by which she
was known in the musical world. It
was evident in every way that not en
thusiasm for art alone had aroused his
admiration; and though Zorin did not
confide his heart secret to any man, all
his friends, and I in that number,
could guess why he seemed always
sad and dull, and grew animated only
when conversation touched tho Italian
opera. His unbroken sadness, with
pining aud a certain gloomy despon
dency which the English would call
spleen, we simply called hypochondria,
and laughed at the doctor when he
shook his head over the mental disease
of our friend. 'Oh, stop, Fomich" we
would say; 'what pleasure do you find
iu stuffing him with pills? Prescribe a
Couple of bottles of champagne a duj",
five or six balls a week, with a dose of
masquerade and theaters; that will be
better than your depressing and ex
citing medicines.'
"No matter how Foma Fomich re
sisted at first; he decided at last to lis
ten to our counsel anil to advise Zorin
to go to every ball and not miss a mas
querade.
"In real truth, through taking part
in all the amusements of the city, our
patient seemed to grow calmer and
more cheerful. Sometimes he failed to
visit the theater and refused an invita
tion to a ball, but he always came
among the first to a masquerade and
Went away last
"1 was serving at that time in the
guards; my leave of absence ended
with the first week in Lent, and to
avoid trouble I was obliged to start for
St. Petersburg on Monday of that week.
Wirhiug to take advantage of the last
days of my leave aud rejoice in full
measure, I passed the whole carnival in
boundless fashion. In the daytime
breakfasts w itli pancakes, sleigb-rideH
formal dinner in the evening, thea
ters; and at night, balls aud private
masquerades till morning dawn. This
tound of amusement gave me no time
to collect ray senses. I was in a sort of
walking dream and lost sight of my
/riand Zorin completely.
"On Sunday— that is, the last day of
the carnival—l went to the public mat.-
querade earlier than usual. There was
a throng of people; every door had to
he taken by assault, and by force alone
Was I able to reach tho rotunda in a
quarter of an hour. Music, loud con
versation, and the assumed tones of
tliasks who, although suffocating from
heat, ceased not to be amiable and
talk nonsense; the blinding light of
Crystal lustres; the many-colored
dresses, aud that sound of the unintel
ligible but deafening talk of a multi
tudinous mass of persons resolved to
be amused at any sacrifice- confused
do at first to such a degree that
for some mluutes 1 neither heard
nor saw anything. Wishing to draw
breath, I began to seek a place where
I might look around a little. While
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pushing along the wall, l lieara some
one calling- me by name. I turned and
looked; a tall man in a red domino and
a musk beckoned to me. The moment
I approached, his companion left
him
• ' Sit down near me. It is with dif
ficulty that we have met,'said he. 'But
why do you look at me so? Is it possi
ble that you do not recognize my voice?'
" •There is something familiar in it,'
th<_ <t I, 'but still it is strange and
nni Lui.'
' Veil, if yon do not know me, then
1c continued he, raising his mask.
started back involuntarily; my
he:, i sak from fright. 'My God! this
is Z .ria! these are his features—oh,
cer inly this is he: but as he will be
v.h i lying on tho tabic, when the last
se. vce is suujf over his body. But now
—no no! a living man cannot have such
s '■< •<■!' thought f
'• Well,* asked he, with a certain
Strang- • smile, 'do you not find that 1
have changed?' »
" Oh, very much!'
" 'Then why do- you say that griel
changes a man'.' Xot grief, but possi
bly joy.'
" 'Joy?'
" 'Yes, ray friend. If you knew how
happy I am! Listen,' continued he, in
an undertone and looking around tim
idly; but for <tod's sake let no one know
of this. She is here."
" 'She? Who?'
" 'Lauretta.'
" 'lr, it possible?"
" 'Yes, my friend, she is here; and,
oh, how she loves me! She left her
dear birthplace; she exchanged an
ever-blue sky for our cloudy and
gloomy one. There, in the circle oi
her relatives, warmed by tho sun oi
happy Italy, she bloomed like a beauti
ful rose: but here, among people as cold
and lifeless as out* eternal snows, if she
lisrself does not fade, she will ruin het
gift, she will outlive her glory. She.
uecustoined to breathe the warm nir oJ
the South, was not afraid of our split
ting frosts, of our wintry tempest, she
forgot everything, left everything, and
has lain down alive in this broad cold
tomb which we call our country; and
all this for me.'
" 'Do you not glorify this act over
much?' asked I, interrupting my friend.
'lt is not so warm here as in Italy; but
wo have .spring and summer as well aa
there Perhaps it is pleasanter in Na
ples than here; I must say, however,
that Moscow does not look like a tomb:
your Lauretta is not the first Italian ar
tiste whom we have seen here; and il
she will give concerts '
" 'Yes, one and tho last I have con
sented to this. Let her enchant all
Moscow, warm up for a moment your
icy souls, and then die for all men but
me.'
" 'So she intends to remain here?'
" 'Yes; now do you see how she loves
me? Rut in return, I also —oh, my love
is not a feeling, not a passion—no, my
friend, no! 1 cannot tell whether you
will comprehend my happiness or un
derstand me. I belong wholly to her.
She asked this of me; she wished this.'
riere Zorin bent forward and whispered
in my ear: 'I gave her my soul; now I
am entirely hers —do yon understand,
my friend? —entirely.'
"Well, it has happened to me often
to give away my soul in words; and
what young man would hesitate a mo
ment to tell a woman he loved that his
soul belonged to her, that she possessed
it? This is an ordinary, every-day
phrase in the language of love. Rut
still I cannot tell you with what terror
and repulsion I heard the confession of
my fri«ad. The mysterious voice in
which he spoke; the wild flro of his
g-leaming eyes; this uncontrolled, mad
enthusiasm; these words of joy; the
pale, withered face of a corpse!
" 'O brother!' said !, with vexation,
'how can you talk such nonsense? The
soul does not belong to us, and cannot
be gi veil away. Love your Italian ar- '
tiste; marry her if you like; give her
your heart '
" 'Heart!' repeated my friend, in a
tone of ridicule. 'Rut what is the heart?
Is the heart immortal like the soul? j
Will it not rot in the grave? A splcn- j
did gift, a handful of dust! Whoso
gives his heart, promises to love only |
while it beats—and it may grow cold, i
if not to-day, tomorrow; but whoever
parts with his soul, gives not one life,
not a hundred lives, but all his endless
eternity. Yes, my friend, if you give a
gift, let it be a real one. Lauretta lias
nothing to fear now; the soul is not
like tin' heart—it cannot be buried in
the grave.'
" 'Show me this enchantress, this
Armida,' said I: 'this seductive demon
who is filching away your soul.'
" 'I do not know myself, where she ,
lives.'
" "Oh. you are trifling.
"•No. my friend, I meet her only
here. For the moment she does not
wish to show herself: this will soon be
over. After her concert, we shall
marry and live in the country.'
" 'When will she give her concert?'
•• 'Next Friday.*
" 'Next Friday! Impossible'. Vou
must have forgotteu that concerts are
never gh*en during the first week in
Lent.
'"How can that be? Lauretta must
know; she even said she would give it
in this rotunda.*
" 'Then she must be mistaken, herself.
Have you seen her to-day?'
" 'Not yet She never comes earlier
than twelve o'clock, precisely at mid
night No matter how crowded the
masquerade i-. no matter where I am
sitting, she finds me at once."
'Precisely at midnight,' said 1, look
ing at my watch; 'that is, in two min
utes. We shall see if she is as punctual
as you say'.'
"Gentlemen, if you have never met
Lent at a masquerade, you have heard
at least that, by accepted usage, at
twelve o'clock the music ceases; this
means that Lent has begun and all
amusements are at an end. The mo
ment I looked at my watch which
very likely was slow—the piercing
noise of the trumpets sounded the
signal for ciosiug the masquerade, and
so suddenly that I trembled involun
tarily and raised my eyes.
"'Tfu! how they startled me!' ex
slaimed I, turning to my friend; but
at my side was an empty seat. I looked
round. At a distance in the crowd I
saw a red domino walking with a tall,
stately woman in a dark Venetian
dress. 1 hurried after them; but at the
same time three masks met ine. Arourtd
these there was a crush that I could
not break through in any way, and 1 lost
sight of Zorin's red domino. These
three masks had just appeared in the
rotunda; one was dressed as a sort of
tall and lank apparition in a great
cap on which was written in large
letters, 'Dryeating.' On each side of
this mask went two others, one of
which was dressed as a mushroom, tho
other as a cabbage. The tall scare
crow congratulated all on Lent, adding
jests and sayings from which all who
stood near were just dying from
laughter. I alone was not laughing,
and labored earnestly with my hands
and feet to break through the crowd.
At last 1 succeeded in tearing myself
free into space. 1 searched the rotunda
through, went around the side galler
ies, but met nowhere the red domino or
the dark Venetian dress.
"Next morning I went to take fare
well of Zorin. but did not find him at
home; in the evening I was galloping
along the St Petersburg highway.
11.
"More than three months had passed
since I left Moscow. Occupied with con
tinual service, and a lawsuit which be
gan in the lifetime of my grandfather,
and which may possibly be brought to
an end by some one of my grandchil
dren, I forgot altogether my last meet
ing and conversation with Zorin.
"One evening as I sat reading in the
club, I came by chance on an article in
which it was announced that the prima
donna of the Neapolitan Theater,
Lauretta Haldusi, to the great grief of
all lovers of music, had died at her
villa near Portici.
" 'Lauretta!' repeated I. 'A prima
donna of the Neapolitan Theater! Oh,
but that is the same artiste with whom
poor Zorin was in love to madness!
How could she have died near Naples
toward the end of February, when sha
was almost at the same time in Moscow
at the masquerade?'
"That very evening I wrote to one oJ
m}- jriends '•< '"wow. to let me know
whether Zorin was well or not, and if
he knew anything about his marriage.
I received an answer informing me that
on the first of Lent, early Saturday
morning, Zorin was found senseless ou
the PetroTski Square, near the theater;
that afterward lie was sick unto death,
and that a couple of weeks before my
letter was written they took hiuu to St
Petersburg to be cured
"I searched for him everywhere,
searched the whole city through, but
all my efforts were fruitless. At last I
saw him quite unexpectedly in a house
where 1 had not the least thought or
wish to find him. He was very glad to
meet me. and told me of his strange ad
venture whicn began in the rotunda of
the Petrovskt Theati'e. The following
is the story, word for word, as I heard
it from my poor frii;nd;
" 'Surely you have not forgotten,'
said he, 'that I saw you last ou the
evening before Lent, at a masquerade
in the rotunda of the l'etrovski Theater.
At the moment when they were trum
peting midnight I remarked in the
crowd the mask of Lauretta, who, in
passing, beckoned to me. You were
occupied at the time with something
else, and it seems you did not observe
how I sprang from my chair and went
to her.
" 'Go home this moment," said she, as
I took her hand. "1 demand also that
for four days you neither leave your
rooms nor receive any one. On Friday
come here on foot alone, at midnight.
Here in the rotunda will be a rehearsal
of the concert which I shall give on
Saturday."
" 'But why so late?" asked 1. "Will
they admit me?"
" 'Be not disturbed," said Lauretta;
"for you the doors will be open. I
have arranged tho rehearsal for mid
night, so that only a few artists and
lovers of music should know of it Now
go home at once, and if you do every
thing I demand I shall be yours for
ever; but if vou disobey me, and es
pecially if you receive the friend with
whom you have just now been sitting
and to whom you told that touching
which you should have held silence, we
shall never meet either in this world or
in another; and," added she, in a low
tone, "though, my dear friend, the
worlds are countloss, if you do not fol
low my advice we shall not meet in one
of them."
" 'ln tho course of the two yearsspeut
in Naples, I had become acquainted
with all the whims and uncommon
caprices of Lauretta She was a won
derful and fascinating woman, now as
jrentle and obedient as a timid child,
now as proud aud uutamable as a fallen
angel. She combined in herself all pos
sible extremes. At times she was ready
to fight against Heaven itself, believed
in nothing, sneered at all things; then
on a sudden, without cause, she grew
most superstitious, saw evil spirits in
all places, took counsel of wizards,
and, if she loved not, at least she
feared God At times she called her
self my slave, which for the moment
she really was; but when that moment
of obedience hud passed, she became
such a power-loving woinau that she
endured not the least contradiction.
Hence, no matter how strange her
demands .seemed (in Moscow), I said
nothing, and promised to carry out her
will, etqiecially sinca she ifarc mo her
word that this was the last trial of my
love.
" You can imagine with what feel- i
ings 1 waited for Friday. 1 ordered
the servants to toll every one that 1 j
was not at home, and to exclude even I
you. I walked back and forth in my I
rooms: I could begin no work, and was I
burning as if In fire. And the nights!
O my friend, evou criminals on the eve
of execution do not pass such hellish
night-hours as I did. l'eople were not
so tormented even when torture was
a calculated art and u science. 1 know
not how I lived till Friday. 1 remem
ber only that on that last day of my
wfts not oql.v upable to eat, but j
l could not drink even so much asacup
of tea. My head was burning: my
b'.ood was not flowing but boiling, in
my veins. I remember, too, that it was
not a holiday: but it seemed to me that
from morning till niffht the bells
ceased not to ring in Moscow. A clock
was before me; when the hands were
apnroaehing midnight my patience
was turned to a species of madness. I
was suffocating; a malignant fever
struck me. and cold sweat came out on
my faee. At haif-past eleven I put on
a light overcoat and started for the
theater. All the streets were empty.
Though my rooms were a couple of
versts from the theater, fifteen minutes
had not passed before 1 had run over
the whole Prechistenkai.the Mohovaya.
and had come out on the square of the
game market Two hundred yards dis
tant rose the colossal roof of tho Pe
trovski Theater. It iwis a moonless
night, but tho stars seemed more nu
merous and brighter than usual; many
of them fell directly on the roof of the
theater, were scattered in sparks, and
then vanished. I approached the prin
cipal entrance. One door was partly
open, and near it stood a decrepit old
housekeeper with a lantern: he beck
oned to me and went ahead through the
dark corridors.
" 'I know not whether it was because
I had reached the appointed place, or
for some other reason, but I grew
notablv calmer, and remember, too.
that when 1 had looked carefully at my
guide i saw that he moved without put
tine one foot Ix'fore the other, aud that
his eyes were as dim and immovable as
the glass eyes in wax figures. Having
•passed through a long gallery, we en
tered at last the rotunda. It was
lighted up, all the chandeliers were
filled with burning tapers, but still it
was dark; the flames from them seemed
as if painted, and gave out no light
whatever. But four candles, on high
funeral candlesticks, cast an uncertain
glimmer on the first scats and the plat
form iu front of them. This wooden
platform was covered with music
stands. instrument-cases, notes: in one
word, everything was prepared for a
concert, but the musicians had not yet
come. In the front row of seats sat
thirty or forty gentlemen, some of
whom were in embroidered French
coats, and had their hair powdered;
others were in simple evening dress. I
sat near one of the latter.
"Allow me to ask," said I to my
neighbor, "are these all friends and
connoisseurs of music whom Mme.
Baldusi has invited?"
"Precisely so."
"1 make bold to ask who that young
gentleman with the expressive face is;
he wears a German dress."
"That is Mozart"
"Mozart!" repeated I; "What Mo
zart?"
"What Mozart? That's a strange
question. Why, of course. Mozart, the
author of 'IJon Giovanni,' the 'Magic
Flute' "
"What do you tell me! Why, he died
four years ago."
"I beg your pardon! He died in Sep
tember. 1791; that is five years ago.
Near him are Cimarosa and Handel,and
behind them llameau and Gluck."
"Rameau and Gluck?"
"On our left stands the director of
tho orchestra, Araya, whose opera
'liollerophon' was given in St Peters
burg ■"
"In 1750, during the reign of Elizabeth
Petrovna?"
"Just so: he is talking with Lulli
now."
"The chief of the orchestra ®f Louis
XIV.?"
' The very same. But do you notice
In the dark corner—oh, you will see him
from here: .lean Jacques Rousseau is
sitting there. He is invited, not as an
artist but as a judge and lover of music.
Of course, his 'Village Wizard' is a
. ot: ipera; but you miut. ..-*»u f-»»»
yourself "
"But what does this mean?" inter
rupted 1, looking fixedly at my neigh
bor. 1 was about to ask him how he
dared to jest me in such insolent
fashion, when I saw that he was the old
man Volgin, who had been ray friend
for years, a passionate lover of music,
and a great humorist
"Ba, ba, ba!" cried I, "so it is you
who are pleased to amuse yourself over
me. Is it possible? Is this you, Stepan
Alexaievich?"
"Yes. it is," answered he, very coolly.
"And you have come here also to listen
to the rehearsal of to-morrow's con
cert?"
"My neighbor nodded
"But permit me," said I, while my
hair was rising on end, "what does this
mean? It seems to me that you died
six years ago."
"Pardon me," replied my neighbor,
"it is not six, but just seven."
"1 recollect now that 1 was at your
funeral." said I.
"Quite possible. But when were
you pleased to die?"
"Who? I? Have inercy on us! I am
alive."
"You alive? Ah, that is strange!" said
the dead man, shrugging his shoulders.
"I wished to spring up, wished to es
cape. My legs would not stir; but I,
as if nailed down with spikes, remained
motionless in my place. All at once
loud clapping of hands was heard
through the hall, and Lauretta in a
mask and dark Venetiun dress appeared
on the stage.
"After her streched a long file of mu
sicians— and such musiciuns! O,
my Lord (tod! what figures! N«eks
of storks with faces of dogs,
bodies of oxen with heads of swallows,
cocks with goats' feet, goats with men's
hands —in other words, no wild imagi
nation, no mad fancy, could create
such repulsive and deformed wonders:
it could not even represent them to it
self after a description. Especially dis
gusting me those who had
human faces—if faces might thus be
called in which all the features were so
distorted that except the chief human
traits all the rest had no likeness to any
thing. When all this band rushed out
after Lauretta to the platform, the
leader of the orchestra, with the owl's
face anil powered head, sat down in the
chair made ready for him; then befcan
the tuning of the instruments. Many
of the musicians wore dissatisfied; most
of nil. the contra-bass with the bear's
face.
" 'What sort of a bark box is this?'
roared he, turning in every direction.
'Have mercy on me! Is is possible,
Signora Baldusi, that 1 am to play on
an instrument like this?'
"I.aurettu, in silence, pointed to my
neighbor. The contra-bass sprang
from his seat, seized poor Volgln by the
neck, dragged him to the stage, and
placing him head downward, caught
both his legs with one hand, and with
the other began todraw the bow across
his legs, the fullest and deepest bass
sotinds thundered beneath the rotunda.
At last all the instruments were tuned.
The leader of the orchestra gave a sig
nal by raising a gnawed ox-bone,
which served as a baton. They played
the overture of the 'Magic Flute.
" There were wild and discordant
passages, it must bo confessed, and the
clarinet, who blew with his nose,
played frequently false; still, the over
ture was not badly rendered.
"After rather hearty applause, Lau
retta came forward, and, without re
moving her mask, sang what for me
was an entirely new aria. The words
were surpa*»ingly strange—a dying
woman, a denier of Ciod, was taking
farewell of her love. She sang that in
boundless space and forever, with each
passing instant, the distant between
them would widen, that her torments
would be endless a> eternity, and thai
their souls, like light and darkness,
would never bo luiugled the one with
the other.
" 'All this waf told in
verses: but the music! O. uiy friend.
whfri 1 can 1 tinU words to describe to
you the inexplicable sadness which
pressed my poor heart as that entranc
ing but hellish music shook the air?
There was nothing of earth in it. but
neither was there an echo from Heaven
in that voice, tilled with tears and sobs.
I heard the groans of men doomed tc
torments eternal; the gnashing of teeth,
the scream* of hopeless despair, and
deep eighs, coming- from a breast worn
with sufferings. When in the midst of
a thundering crescendo composed of
the very wildest and most discordant
sounds. Lauretta stopped on a sudden,
a general and reverberating bravo wa*
heard through the the hall, and a num
ber of voices called out:
" 'Signora Haldusi, Signora Haldusi:
show yourself to us; remove your
mask.'
"Lauretta obeyed. The mask fell tc
her feet; and what did I see? Merciful
(iod! Instead of the young and bloom
ing' face of my Lauretta. 1 saw a dead
and dried skull. I was dumb from
amazement and horror; but the other
spectator.-, spoke all at once, and raised
a great cry.
" 'Ah, what charms!" exclaimed fhey,
with enthusiasm; 'look, what a skull
—just like ivory! But the mouth, the
mouth! A wonder,- it extends to her
ears! What perfection! Ah. how
! charmingly she gnashes her teeth at
j us! What nice round cavities she has
for eyes! Oh, she is beautiful!"
" "Signora Haldusi,' said Mozart,
rising, 'errant us a favor —sing Bion
dina. in liondoletta-'
! " 'But that is impossible,' said the
: director of the orchestra. 'Signora
Baldusi sings the cavatina Hiondina.
in Gondoletia, only with a guitar: and
there is no such instrument here.'
" 'You are mistaken, maestro di
capella,' answered Lauretta, pointing
to me. "There is a guitar before
you.'
"The leader of the orchestra oast a
quick glance at me. opened his owl's
beak, and laughed so malignly thattbe
blood grew cold in my veins.
" 'But, really,* said he, "pass him
this way; we can make a good guitar
out of him.'
"Three of the spectators seized mm,
and from hand to hand passed me to the
leader of the orchestra. In half a min
ute he wrenched my right leg off, tore
the flesh away, leaving nothing but
bone and dry sinews; the latter he be
gan to stretch out liko strings.
"I cannot describe to you the unen
durable pain which this preliminary
operation caused me; and although my
right leg was torn off, still, when the
villainous leader began to tune the in
strument, all the uerves in my body
were straining and ready to snap. But
when Lauretta took from his hands my
poor leg, and her bony fingers ran along
the stretched sinews, I forgot all pains,
so beautiful and sweetly sounding were
the tone and music of this uncommon
guitar.
"After a brief ritornello, Lauretta
sang her cavutina in a low voice. Often
had 1 heard her before, but never
had she produced on me such a
wondrous effect I seemed to myself
to have become all hearing; and what
was more strange, not only my soul,
but all parts of my body enjoyed the
enchanting music, independently ol
each other. But my remaining leg wa»
the most delighted of all; its entliu»
iasm renched such a degree of ecstasy,
each sound of the guitar produced suck
inexplicably pleasant sensations, that
it could not stay still for one instant
Every movement, too, of the leg an
swered to the time of the music. A 1
one moment its movements were slow
and serious, at another it jumped
quickly: then it trembled slowly.
"All nt once Lauretta blundered. 0,
my frieuu, —. previous puln was noli*
ing compared with what 1 felt then. It
seemed that my skull was breaking ia
pieces, that they were tearing all my
nerves out at once; sawing me with a
wooden saw, and hacking me with a
dull knife. This hellish torture could
not endure long. I lost consciousness,
and remember only as a dream that at
the moment when all seemed to grow
dark in my eyes some one called out;
" 'Throw that broken instrument
into the street' "
Training Klephant*.
To the uninitiated, it seems wonder
ful that these huge creature® can be
trained at all. But the process is not
so difficult They are first tied between
two trees, and are rubbed down by a
number of men with long bamboos, to
an accompaniment of the most extrava
gant eulogies of the animal, sung and
shouted at it at the top of their voioes.
The animal, of course, lashes out
furiously at first; but in a few days it
ceases to act on the offensive, and
stands with its trunk curled up, shrink
ing from the men. Ropes are now tied
round its body, and it is mounted at
its pickets for several days. It is then
taken out for exercise, secured between
two tame elephant*. The ropes still
remain round its body, to enable the
mahout to hold on should the elephant
try to shake him off. A man precedes It
with a spear, to teach it to halt when or
dered to do so; while, as the tame ele
"phants wheel to the right or left, the
mahout presses its neck with his knees,
and taps it on the head with a small
stick, to train it to turn in the required
direction.
He ( unic Out Ahead.
Mother -in - law You should be
ashamed to stay out to such a late
hour.
Son-in-law—But your husband, iny
father-in-law, was with me.
Mother-in-law —That doesn't mend
matters
Son-in-law—You arc right I can
understand his reluctance to going
home till the last moment, butcertainly
1 have no excuse.
Woman's Inconsistency.
"She's as neat as a pin. Won't allow
a speck to be seen about her house."
"Yes?"
"It's a fact, and yet, strange to say,
when she wants a bonnet or a dress
she likes to see her husband come down
with the dust"
UU With.
Short (gloomily)—I wish I was a ru
mor.
Long—You wish you were a rumor?
Why?
Short— Because then I would bclikel/
to gain currency.
A Graduated Beter»l».
Aunty—What do you drink at supper
when at home?
Wee Niece —Papa drinks tea, and
mamma drinks tea with hot water in
it, and I drink hot water with tea in it
—Good News.
Days of Reckoning.
Wifo—When we go anywhere now
we have to walk. Before marriage you
always called a carriage
Husband—That's why we have to
walk now. —N. Y. Weekly
Squcitlliix at Chicago.
"Now," said the editor, "I want you
to write up Chicago's magnificence as
a pork center."
"I see," replied the reporter: "a pen
picture."—Washington Star.
I'artlccfM C'rlminl*.
lie peered behind a theater hat
And frowned at tbe broad expense of red.
Thcu smiled on the girl who next him sat.
With one twice as big on her wobbly bead.
—Chicago Record.
Not Prepared.
Pipps—Whot's the easiest death to
die?
Doctor—Givo it up; never tried any
of 'cm. —Town Topics. _____
INK >.27
FOR WASHING SHEEP.
Convenient Arrangement for Italic the
Work at Home.
Where water is found in sufficient
quantities for the farmer to wash his
sheep at home, we believe it to be the
only safeguard against contagious dis
eases. A convenient arrangement for
wa-shing sheep at home may be con
structed as follows:
Take an ordinary store-box. four feet
by four feet will do. Stop all leaks by
the use of cloth and pitch, and place
the box in such a position as to receive
the water from a trough or pipe. Make
» a floating lid nearly the size of the box.
and bore in it a number of half-inch
holes, thus allowing the -vater to pass
readily through the floating platform.
To the middle of the opposite sides of
the box nail two seautling in an up
ri-'it position, extending about four
lctst above the box. To the top of the
scantling attuch a windlass with crank.
Join the floating platform to the wind
lass with two ropes, as seen in the illus
tration. and you have a rude elevator.
A BOX ron WASHING BIIEKP.
This elevator will raise the washed
sheep out of the box without liability
to injury. When the elevator is once
raised to the surface, fasten the crank
so that it will remain stationary, and
the next sheep may be led onto the
platform without a struggle. The box
in present use on the farm of the writer
works admirably, and can be recom
mended to all who will take the pains
to construct one.—Farm and Fireside.
LIVE STOCK NOTES.
THERE is profit ia raising good oats.
There is very little, if any, in raising
poor ones.
HOT new milk given four times a day
is good for diarrhea in calf. Give a
pint at a time.
HOKSKS will not drink more water
than is good for them, if they are
watered frequently.
IF a colt has white, scurvy spots on
the skin, apply carbolic acid mixed with
six times its quantity of glycerine.
NEVER force a horse with colic to
move around. It is cruel and does no
good. Tbe quieter the >animal can be
kept the better. i
A BITING horse is a dangerous nui
sance, and yet the habit is generally
contracted as the result of teasing the
eolt, a very bad, unprofitable business.
A GOOD saddle horse on the farm Is a
convenience. Such an animal can
often be used, wtth comfort, where
now a carriage is brought into requisi
tion.
UXUIBS a running stream can be kept
pure, the farm would be better off with- #
out it. The owner of many a dead
animal can attribute his loss to »pol
luted running stream.
Wrns a horse discharges a thin
watery substance from the nose th
animal haf a cold or catarrh. Syrinx
the nose with warm water in whkj.
there Is enough carbolic aettt to gt»e-*»—■ 2
a slight odor; or with a strong, warm
decoction of tobacco. Feed warm bran
mashes.—Farmers' Voice.
CATTLE AND HAY BARN.
A Commodious Structure with Feed and
Water Kader Shelter.
I send ground plan of my cattle and
hay barn (illustrated herewith), which
may give some suggestions to yom
readers. H is the hay barn, 80 feet
long, tO wide, with 34 foot posts. This
forms the central main part of the
I — V W W
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F 1
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ABOUND PLAN OF CATTLE AND HAY
BARN.
structure. Along each side are hay
racks, II R, 2 feet wide at the bottom
and 4 feet at top. On each side 10 feet
wide are cattle sheds with water tanks
at 0, windows at W, and doors at D.
Outside of these sheds on each side are
corn cribs, C R, with openings at W.
C M are movable troughs in which to
feed corn. They con be used inside the
sheds or on the outalde of the cribs as
presented in the engraving. Cor.
Orange Judd Farmer.
The Feed for E*M.
Many make the mistake of feeding
breeding ewes oorn. A slight ration of
porn once a day, with clover hay and
good scope of exercise, may not prove
injurious, but a full ration continued
lor any period of timo during gestation
is sure to be disastrous to the lambs.
Oats or barley, with a small portion of
shelled corn or corn meal, is best adapt
cd to tho wants of the flock, and strong,
Sforous lambs will be the result
tcr lambing, or even before, a little
oil cake meal may be added to the ra
tion with advantage, as it will increase
the flow of milk and add tone and vigor
to the system.
fitm i aokt* uiris LOVO VJDO iinocncr.
First Mature Maiden Mr. Smith
looks quite young and jaunty since his
marriage, doesn't he?
Second Mature Maiden —Yes, so ho
does. He looks almost as young as he
did when I refused him. Ho was
twenty-five then.
First Mature Maiden—lndeed? I
had no idea he was fifty.—Truth.
The lleglnning of 11-
"Ilonry, I have something to say to
you."
"Oo ahead, my dear. 1 am all ears."
"I know you are, but that doesn't
alter matters at all."—Harper's Bazar.
A nrSINESS OPPORTUNITY.
A rcttrcd business man is looking for
ft lolUblt optaixxff to entor into active
flfr Wir _