VOL -XXX
is. Coming*
OUR *I-Buy your resents I
Christmas Sale no " ,vhile stock is com "
plete, and, if you desire,
Commences
we will deliver the day
* A*-A L/ri A f before Christmas.
DEC 1 1893.
We are showing a large assortment of Beautiful and Useful Pres
ents. No trouble to find something to suit you if you COME AT
ONCE.
NOTHING NICER THAN ONE OF OUR
Banquet Lamps, Brass Lamps,
Piano Lamps, Onyx Stands,
Oak Stands, Mahogany Stand?,
Gold Chairs, Pictures,
Easels, Screens,
Music Cabinets, Book Cases,
Writing Desks, Blacking Cases,
Couches, Rugs,
Rocking Chairs in Endless Variety.
-Mn Fine Decorated Pottery#-
WE HAVE
Doulton, Roval Worcester, Tepletz and
Many Other Fine Makes.
♦♦♦lN TABLE; WAREV
WE HAVE
China Dinner Sets,
Porcfelain Dinner Sets,
Plain White China Dinner Sets,
Fancy Dishes of all Kinds.
~TOILE7T SETS
CAMfBEkL & TEHPLETQN
Butler, - - - Penn a.
BICKEL'S
SPECIAL » ANNOUNCMENT.
I have placed on our bargain counter a line of boots and shoes which
will be closed out at a sacrifice for the next thirty days.
Among this line will be found greater bargains
than have ever been offered.
Call and examine these goods whether you wish to buy or not.
Ladies fine Dongola shoes regular price $3.50 now $2.
2 75 at I 25.
" Calf shoes $1 to 1.50.
" oil grain shoes $1 to 1 50.
Misses fine spring beel shoes 90 cts to $1.25.
" heel shoes at 50 ceotß.
" school shoes 75 cts to sl.
made box toe boots $3.
" " plain toe hoots $2 50.
Mens fine calf boots at $2
" " shoes at $1 50
Boys fine calf shoes at $1,25. And many other bargains.
Our line of HOLIDAY GOODS is more complete than ever before,
consisting of many new and pretty styles in SLIPPERS. Now
what is more appropriate for a fine present than a beautiful
pair of SLIPPERS, and by visiting our store you will
have the best assortment to select from and at
prices lower than any other store in the coun
ty. Be sure to call and examine our
goods before selecting a XMAS PRESENT.
° RXJBBER GOODS. °
Boston, Woonsocket, Goodyear, Glove, Bay State and Snag Proof
Boots at Bickel's.
Mens first quality robber boots $2 25.
Boys " " 1.50.
Mens knee boots $2 50.
Mens Storm King boors $2 75.
Fireman rubber boots (extra high) $3.
Yontbs robber boots $1 25.
Cbilds •• * 100
Womens robber boots 1 00
Ladies fiue specialty rubbers 40 cents.
" croquets 25 cents.
Misses rubbers 25 cents
Mens specialty rubber* 50 to 65 cents
Mens buckle Aretic- sl.lO.
Mens Alaska* 75 ceots.
Womens buckle Arctics 75 cents
Mens best felt b«»otn $2
We have 100 pair mens biifh boots (rubber boot*) ill X:> 10 and 11, regu
lar price $8 50 which will ba so'd at, $2 p-iir during this sale.
When in need of footwear give me a call.
JOHN BICKER.
128 SOUTH MAIN STREET, BUTLER, PENN'A.
Job Work oi all kind done
at the "Citizen Office." !
THE BUTLER CITIZEN.
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i g TRIEI) EVERYTHING, §|
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the di« »r lered eonditiou of my digertive oraiiiS.
I bought a bottle of
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and it HELPED ME SO MVCOS
that I bought the wood. Before tliat vai taken,ay
my DYSPEPSIA WAS CI'REU.r
[and I COULD HI-E E P WELLS
ALL MfiHT. I FEEL LIKE Aw
NEW MAX. Your.Resnv. ■?
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ALWAYS
Take into consideration that money
saved is as pood as money earned.
The beat way to save money is to
buy good goods at the right price.
The only reason that our trade is
increat-iog conetautlv is the foot 'hut
we handle only goods of first quslity
and sell them at very low prices
We have taken unusual care to
provide everything new in lla'B and
Furnishing Goods for this season,
and as we have control of mani
especially good articles ia both linee
we can do ycu good if you come to
UB
\\e confidently say that in justice
to iLems- Ives all purchasers'" shoulu
inspect our goods.
Visit us.
COLBERT & DALE,
242 S Main street,
Butler, Pa.
We are pleased
to inform those >\ ho
appreciate clothes
that are comfortable
and fit correctly,
•>
that our selection of
Fall patterns are
here. They are
handsome and mod
erate priced. See
them.
41and,
Tailor.
♦GLOVES*
arc our specialty this week.
50c Gloves for 45c
75c Gloves for 651.
S.IOO Gloves for 90c.
And our Entire Glove Stock at Equtlly
Low Prices.
THE RACKET STORE,
120 South Main Street, Butler, Pa.
Hotel Butler,
J. H. FAUBEL, Prop'r.
This house has been thorough
ly renovated, lemodeled, and re
fitted with new furniture and
carpets; has electric bells and all
other modern conveniences for
guests, and is as convenient, and
desirable a home for strangers as
can be found in Butler, Pa.
Elegant sample room lor use of
ommercial men
[Copyright. 1893, by A. N. Keltoge NewspjperCo
CHAPTER XVIIL
SET FREE.
Very aff. Jtionately did Mr. Bostock
bid me good night. He laid his hand
upon my shoulder and spoke and
looked kindly.
"This will be your work. Dorr. But
for your seeking her and loving her, I
might have gone on in the old foolish
way, without doing what Is necessary
to make her what she ought to be.
After all, we are often led not by our
own choosing. Was it not something
more than a whim that led me ten
years ago up among the New Hamp
shire hills to look for my old school
mate? Is it not something more than
accident or mere human design that
brings you here now, to prompt me to
do what I should have done long ago,
but for my pride? I think so. I sure
ly think so."
I slept but little. Lying awake for
hours, I reviewed all the strange
events of my life and the story of Mr.
Bostock and his family. I closed the
retrospect with a triumphant self
gratulation. Everything was clear
now. My way was plain. My path
was leading straight to perfected love,
to wealth and happiness. 1 thought of
good Mr. Dorion, and resolved, in my
last waking moments, that I would
write to him on the morrow and tell
him all.
I slept light and woke early; so early
that nobody was astir in the house. I
dressed myself and descended, and
presently Le Fevre joined me. He
wished to ride over to Thibodeaux, as
Mr. Bostock had requested him to do,
before the heat of the day began, and
he stormed at the negro woman for not
having his breakfast ready.
The omelet, the corn bread and cof
fee were soon prepared, and the over
seer asked me to sit down with him.
"What's in the wind?" he inquired.
"The old man asked me just before he
went to bed to go over and get Mr.
Coteau, the lawyer."
"I believe he wants some papers
made out."
"Will—eh?"
"Like enough."
"0, I see, youngster. You know
more'n you want to tell. It's all right,
though, if the old man is fixing it so
that his rascal of a son will be cut off.
Keckon I shouldn't stand much chance
with him at the head. But with you
and Miss Coral it might be different."
"It certainly would be, Mr. Le Fevre.
I'm not telling you anything that is
going to happen; but you would be per
fectly safe with Miss Bostock and
me."
"The Yankee is coming out in you,
Mr. Jewett. You are making your
harvest with a vengeance. You've
been here only a few weeks, and, as
near as I can judge, you've captured
the handsomest and the richest girl in
the whole La Fourche. Veil, I con
gratulate you. Hope there'll be n»
drawback. Now I'll ride over for the
lawyer."
I watched him as he cantered off on tWe
bayou road. Returning into the house
I met Coralie at the foot of the stairs.
She was so bright, so sweet, so tempt
ing, and the opportunity was so good,
that I improved it by taking her in my
arms and kissing her.
"I was afraid it wouldn't last till
morning, Dorr. AVhen I awoke I feared
it was a dream. Is it really true?"
"This seems much like a reality,
Coral."
She released herself, and ran part
way up the stairs.
"Dorr, I have just thought of some
thing. Let us go up to papa's room
together. It would be so nice, after
all that happened last night, to go and
say good morning both at once."
I agreed. We ascended the stairs
and went along the passage. She
knocked lightly at his door.
"Louder; he's asleep."
She knocked again. There was no
response. I opened the door and we
entered. The room was quite dark. I
spoke the name of the occupant; still
no reply.
I opened the window and unclosed
the shutters. The light fell across the
bed. Mr. Bostock lay motionless, his
I WATCHED TTIM AS ll* CANTERED OFr.
right hand outside the covers, his eyes
staring-, his jaw fallen.
"He is asleep," she said. "But why
does he look so strange?"
I put both arms about her again.
"Be strong, now, my love, and trust
in God. Your father is dead!"
CHAPTER XIX.
THE CLOVEN TOOT.
I left her sobbing in her own cham
ber and sent up one of the women to
attend to her. I was half stunned
with the suddenness of the blow; the
effects likely to follow 1 had not the
courage in that hour to face. They
would come soon enough. 1 broke the
news to the house servants and soon
had cause to forget my own sorrow and
situation in the effort to calm them.
The word was carried over to the
quarters and the hands came trooping
to the house. Never have I seen the
strong emotional side of the negro
character so displayed. They thronged
the verandas, looking into the win
dows and wringing their hands, groan
ing and crying with grotesque but
genuine grief. The house servants
crowded the stairs and gave free vent
to their feelings.
I tried to quiet them, but their noise
broke out afresh.
"0, yo' nebber know how good a
maussa he was."
"O, Lordy, Lordy, what we all do
now! What little missy do widout
him! What she do wiv all us niggers?"
In the midst of the commotion Le
Fevre rode up with Mr. Coteau. The
overseer was shocked, as everybody
had been, at the news; but the habit
of authority was strong in him, and he
asserted himself at once. He went
among the weeping, clamoring people
on the stairs, and, with a few energetic
words, sent them to tha rear of the
house The field-hands and their
women and children he put to flight
bummarily to their quarters, bestowing
a kick or a where by tliougfrt
BTTTLER. PA.,FHIDAY. DECEMBER 15.
obedience was not ready enough.
When this was done he took the law
yer into the house, had his breakfast
get Li2;u (ior it was still curly), and
sat and talked with him. When Mr.
Coter.u had gone Le Fevre came to me.
"We may expect that fellow here
right off," he said.
I started. The fear of his coming
was shadowing me; but I had not ex
pected it soon.
"Do you mean Conrad Bostock?"
"Yes. I asked Coteau if he remem
bered that Mr. Bostock had a son when
he was here years ago, before he
changed his residence. He said he did
remember such a person distinctly.
That isn't of great importance; but
what he added is."
Le Fevre spoke slowly and with an
effort.
"He said that he met Conrad Bostock
on Dauphin street. New Orleans, two
days ago, and, though he had not seen
him for years, he recognized him at
once. So you see the fellow won't
have to depend on unwilling witnesses
like you and Miss Coral and myself to
establish his rights here; he can get
people to identify him."
"What do you think —"
"I don't dare to think what may
happen when that brute takes control.
I won't talk about it. We'll wait and
see. tn the meantime I hope some of
his gambling friends will quarrel with
him at cards and shoot him."
The telegraph from La Fourche
crossing took the intelligence of the
planter's sudden death to New Orleans
that morning; it was published in the
afternoon papers. The arrangements
had been made to have the funeral on
the second day after. On the morning
of that day Conrad Bostoek arrived,
accompanied by three men of his own
jj
"AI.L DE DARKIES AM A WEEPIN'."
class, iil-looking fellows, %vhose ap
pea. ance led me to believe that they
were armed. It occurred to me at once
thet the man had come determined to
assert his ownership here with force,
if necessary.
He made no display of his intentions
before the funeral; he sat quietly with
his companions through the sad cere
monies, and walked with the others to
the grave. Absorbed in supporting
and trying to console poor Coralie, I
took little note of him. When the last
rites had been performed, and we had
returned to the house, I was called
from the side of the woman to the par
lor. Conrad Bostock was there with
his retainers, and the overseer sat
stiffly by himself.
"I want you to understand," said
Conrad, in a bullying tone, "that my
rights here will be well cared for. I've
got a lawyer down at the crossing
that I brought from New Orleans, and
he'll come up as soon as necessary. If
my father left a will, one of you ought
to know it. Did he?"
I looked at Le Fevre.
"Tell him," he muttered.
"We have reason to believe," I said,
"that the late Mr. Bostock did not
leave a will."
A gleam of savage joy shone in the
man's face. He slapped his knee with
his hand.
"Good, by !" he cried. "I thought
there were peculiar reasons why he
wouldn't wish to do it; but I
couldn't be sure. Well, then, it seems
there ain't to be any dispute about my
rights. Both of you understand well
enough that I am my father's sole
heir; there's nobody to contest it with
me. I take possession here now. Mr.
Le Fevre, a word with you! Something
disagreeable occurred in this room not
long ago. I think you were to blame
but I don't want to lay up grudges. I
want you to remain in charge of the
plantation and the people, for awhile,
at least, till I can get the hang oi
things, and put one of these gentle
men in the place. I don't know what
you've been getting; I'll double it,
while I want you. Is it a bargain?"
"No," was the curt answer. "1
leave here to-morrow. I want nothing
from you but the balance of two hun
dred and fifty dollars which is due m«
from the place."
The new proprietor drew a thick
roll of bank notes from his pocket,
counted out the sum named and
handed it to Le Fevre, saying: "J
want a receipt." The latter took a
blank leather-bound book from hi!
breast pocket, wrote tho receipt and
handed it over.
Conrad Bostock looked inquiringly
at e book.
"Have you a list of the people on th«
place there?"
"Yes."
"I'd like to see it."
Le Fevre cut out several leaves with
his knife and gave them to him. Il«
read aloud at the top: "Field hands
and children in the quarters, seventy
nine; house servants, thirteen."
"Is this all?" he asked.
"Yes. We've never cultivated tilt
whole plantation in any year; and 1
was here some 3'ears before Mr. Bos
toclt came back."
"Il'm, h'm, h'm. Joe—lsrael —Jerry,
Lucy, Vic. Esther, Prue."
Ilis eye ran rapidly down the list
and he spoke a name here and there
When he came to the end he folded tin
leaves, put them in his breast pockel
and lit a cigar. His companions fol
lowed his example, and soon th« parlor
was filled with smoke. Le Fevre
looked at the lounging, loaferisli fig
ures and then I saw that his gorge
was rising. He rose and threw open
tho windows.
"Do you want anything more of me?"
he asked.
"Yes. I want to know how you hap
pened to omit one name from that in
ventory."
"Nothing is omitted. It is a correct
list of the negroes belonging to the
place."
"I correct you. The name of Coralie
Bonfant, daughter of one Louise Bon
fant, who died the slave of my father,
is nowhere on these papers."
I started up, almost speechless with
passion.
"Coralie was his daughter, you know
thaf.'"
The man merely glaaqgd me; ht
took no other notice of my interrup
tion.
"That girl is one of the most valuable
properties on the place; probably the
most valuable. She appears to have
been treated rather too much like one
of the family; but that was my father's
way. Gardette, you saw her at the fu
neral—the slim girl in black, with the
long veil, that this chap here was mak
ing some fuss over. What should you
say she's worth?"
The man addressed suspended his
smoking long enough to give a shrill
whistle.
"Why, the devil! You don't mean to
tell me that nhes your nigger?"
"Just so."
"She's worth twenty-five hundred
dollars. She'd bring two thousand at
the block any day."
"Stay!" I exclaimed. My voice was
hoarse, and I shook with emotion.
"Conrad Bostock, she is of your own
blood —your's father's daughter. The
last evening of his life he gave his con
sent that I should marry her. He sent
for a lawyer to draw her free papers,
and to draw a will, leaving her every
thing. The lawyer arrived here after
he had died. Mr. Le Fevre here knows
this. Coralie will go with me; you
have nothing to do with her."
An insolent laugh from Rostock's
companions greeted my frantic protest.
Conrad looked on me with undissein
bled contempt.
"Young man. your stay in this house
will end right now. Your effects and
those of your friend, Mr. Le Fevre,
will be set out on the veranda. As
for all this foolishness about the girl
you've been preaching, I've nothing to
say. It's hardly the thing in Louisiana
for a white inan to marry a slave; the
law don't permit it. If it did, do you
suppose I would be fool enough to give
you twenty-five hundred dollars' worth
of property? Not I. If it will make
you feel any better, I'll say to you
that, if the girl behaves herself, I'll get
a good master for her. If not —if she
goes into any tantrums—off she goes
to the Orleans slave market."
My head swam, my heart seemed to
stand still. I saw the faces of leering
devils through the smoke wreaths. A
strong hand grasped my shoulder. Le
Fevre stood by my side.
"I make you a proposition," he said
to the proprietor. "I will give you
twenty-five hundred dollars for her."
"No."
"Three thousand dollars."
"No. She Is not at present for sale."
"Four thousand dollars!" Le Fevre
cried, with an excitement that I had
never known him to betray. "Four
thousand dollars; every cent I own in
the world I will give you for her. She
is nothing to you more than her money
value; she is everything to Dorr. Con
sidering who and what she is, you
ought to be glad to let her go in this
way."
The fiend shook his head. I could
bear it no longer. With fists clenched
and muscles strained, I dashed at him.
The iron hand of Le Fevre restrained
me and dragged me from the room.
As the door was closed behind us, I
heard a roar of laughter from within.
CHAPTER XX.
A GLEAM Of HOPE.
Le Fevre never released his hold on
my collar till we were out of sight of
the house, among the cane. I think
that I held back a little.
"Come along," 110 said brusquely.
"I'm as much stirred up as you are
about it; but I've got my senses, and
you've lost yours. You want to do
something desperate and foolish."
"Let me go!" I cried. "I'll kill him."
"Come along, I say, you young idiotl
What good would it do to kill him?
That would only make things worse
for you and the girl. You want to help
her, don't you?"
"I'll die before I leave her here in
that man's power! I would —"
"Yes, I know how you feel. I've got
some feeling myself on the subject.
I've got a plan, too; but I tell you
flatly. Dorr Jewett, if you don't come
along with me and quit your crazy no
tion of taking the girl out of the house
by ftA-ce, with those roughs standing
between, I'll go my own way, and leave
you to your destruction."
His words calmed me; I ceased to
resist, and followed him as be strode
through the cane. His hopeful words,
his strong confidence in himself put
new life into me; I leaned on him as
upon a human providence.
He never stopped till he reached the
edge of the great swamp, more than a
quarter of a mile back of the house.
It was overgrown with scrub oak and
cypress; festoons of Spanish moss,
ivy, and other parasites ran from tree
to tree; where the heat had dried the
edges of the swamp for many rods, a
thick growth of palm bushes had
sprung up. A serpent wriggled in at
our approach, and a cloud of ravenous
mosquitoes gave us a warm greeting.
"We shan't be overheard here," said
my companion. "I'll make a smoke to
save us from being devoured alive."
He lit a cigar and consumed it with
short, emphatic puffs. I watched his
face anxiously, and saw that his square
under-jaw was set, and that he was
thinking hard. Suddenly he put the
question to me:
"What do you think of me, anyway,
Dorr Jewett?"
A little disconcerted by the abrupt
ness of the question, I presently an
swered, and told him the exact truth:
"When I first came here, I thought
you were rough and cruel to the
negroes. Afterward I found out that
you were more rough than cruel; and
still later, I have known yon for a
good friend."
"Yes; that's pretty near the truth.
Before I tell you my plan, I want you
to know enough about me to under
stand that I am not coming' to your
help blindfolded. X know the risk, and
I'll face it; and you must know it. I
told you I was born in Pennsylvania.
Ten years and more, I've been in
Louisiana. I came down here with a
head full of the horrors of slavery, as it
had been pictured to me. I suppose
the real thing strikes different people
from the north in different ways;
some might have seen all that I've
seen, and be confirmed in their notions
of the institution. I haven't been.
Contact with the negro in this state,
where there are as many of him as
there is of the white man, has made mo
believe that a condition of slavery is a
good thing, the only thing for him."
"But Coralie —"
"Hold on; I'm coming to her. Such
has been my opinion. In a single day
I am brought face to face with the ug
liest aspect of the whole problem. I've
heard of such things as this. I never
knew any such personally. I have
supposed that the facts must be dis
torted and exaggerated. Now, there is
no mistake. We know what has hap
pened on this plantation. I won't
sicken you by reminding you of what
may happen. You'd say, I would say,
almost every planter in the La Fourcho
would agree, that the treatment which
that beautiful vchite girl—l tell you it
just as it is—is likely to receive at the
hands of her own kin, her half-broth
er, just as you heard him threaten it —
is more than brutal. Sir, it is damna
ble!"
He stamped his foot in his excite
ment
"And the law would permit it?"
"The law would ask just one <jues
tion: Was her mother a slave? Wo
know what the answer would bo in
this case. Nothing else would be re
garded."
"Must we submit to such a mon
strous condition of law?" I cried.
He looked fixedly at me.
"Boj% youVe_got spirit: pgyj tg
be guided, but you've the true stuff.
The girl's safety and deliverance are a
thousand times more to you than to
me; yet hang me if the fix she's in
don't appeal to me in a way that I cant
stand. And if you ask me if we shall
submit to have Coralie seut to New Or
leans and sold like a horse to a condi
tion worse than death I say no! by the
good mother that bore me, I won't!"
I pass the words I said to him, the
thanks I tried to give him. He cut
them all short.
"Never mind that, Dorr. I'm with
you, heart and hand; you be guided by
me, and we'll save her or—"
He stopped.
"Perhaps you didn't know that if
you are caught trying to abduct a slave
in Louisiana they'll send you to the
Baton Rouge penitentiary for a term
of years."
"I did not know it, and don't care for
it. Tell me what we shall do."
His own excited feelings found re
lief in a laugh at my eager reckless
ness. Rapidly he laid his plans before
me. I considered it as he spoke, and
saw that it offered a chance of success.
11c said that men of the class of Con
rad Bostock and his companions, upon
such an occasion as this, would be
very sure to spend the night over the
wine bottle and cards. He proposed
to communicate stealthily with Coralie
through the faithful house servants,
and after midnight get her quietly out
of the house and drive to Donaldson
ville, taking carriage and ponies from
the place. He knew that the Cotton
Queen stopped at Donaldsonville about
daylight, going up, and that to-mor
row was her day. We would go far
enough to reach the vicinity of a rail
road, short of any of the cities where
we might be overtaken by telegraph,
and there go ashore.
"We can throw off the pursuit in
this way," he said. "We can land at
some obscure wood station. It must
be this side of Baton Rouge, if the
Queen stops there, for there the tele
graph can overhaul us, and we will
strike across the country to some
equally obscure railroad station. I'll
defy them to find us when we are
clear of the river. I have plenty of
money; that and a little adroitness
will carry us safe through to Canada
within a week."
"Le Fevre, you're a noble fellow. If
I ever—"
"Don't bother yourself," he laughed.
"We're not there yet."
A convulsion of mirth seized him.
He sat down in the grass and shook
with laughter.
"You needn't fear I'm going crazy,
Dorr. But suppose anyone had said to
me three days ago: 'Wash Le Fevre,
you think you're a good deal of a
southern man, now, don't you? And
you think slavery is about the thing
for the nigger, don't you? Well, next
week you'll be trying to run off a slave
to Canada.' Suppose any man had said
that to me! I'd a struck him, if he
was as big as a mountain. And now
look at me!"
"Circumstances change all of us."
"They do, indeed. Now to work.
I'll go and feel round among the house
people, keeping carefully ou£ of sight.
Go get into the shade, and stay there
till 3 - ou hear from me. I don't want
you with me yet; you're too rash. I'll
send one of the boys out here with
something to eat. Here's some cigars)
these confounded 'slieeters would eat
you up alive."
fTO BS CONTfNCED.J
SHE RUNS THE ELEVATOR.
And One Business Man Wants to Know
What Girls Will Do Next.
"Well! well! What will the girls do
next?"
A business man asked this question
the other day of a New York World re
porter as he stepped aboard the ele
vator in a building on West Fourteenth
street. The door of the car was shut
with a bang by a vigorous, rosy
cheeked and muscular-looking young
woman of about twenty years—a busi
ness-like young woman she was, too.
"What floor, sir? Architect? Right
to the left, second door," she said, as
the car stopped at the third floor.
It quickly shot higher as the ele
vator girl gave the cable a steady pull.
Everyone wondered at her dexterity.
And she was the pink of propriety, po
lite and full of information as to the
tenants of the building. To say that she
was an improvement on a great many
surly elevator kings in down-town
office buildings would be putting it
mildly. A gentleman who had to call
at the office of a tenant in the building
asked the elevator girl the number of
his room, and here is what she said:
"Oh! yes, sir; Mr. is on the fourth
floor. No. , right near the stair
way. He went out an hour ago. His
assistant is out, too, but I am sure they
will be back sootn. What time did yotj
say it was? On© o'clock. Well, sir, if
you don't mind, just take this chair.
Sit right down. Mr. will be back
in ten minutes. Just out for lunch,
you know. A very pleasant man, isn't
he? All aboard!"
And up shot the car.
The reporter couldn't ascertain
whether the rosy-cheeked elevator girl
was a fixture or not, as she refused
pointblank to answer any questions
about herself.
"Just call me Mary Jane," said she,
when asked her name. "I am here to
work, not to talk about myself."
One of the tenants in the building
says she can run an elevator car better
than any man in town. It looked that
way somewhat.
STRANGE LAW OF BUDDHISM.
ftlck Lftdcara from India Prefer Death to
Food Prepared by C'hriftlans.
The British ship Lanark arrived in
port recently, says the Philadelphia
Press. The physician from the British
consulate went aboard to examine the
crew. Three-fourths were Lascars,
shipped in Bombay. The doctor found
six suffering from heart affection and
two from other diseases. The last two
were in a serious condition. The doc-;
tor, through an interpreter, told one
he must be removed to a bospitaJ. The
crew gathered around the physician
and uttered the most furious protests.
The sick man said he would rather die
than leave the ship aoid his conntry
men.
A Lascar eats nothing but food pre
pared by a countryman; a Christian
touching it would cause contamina
tion, and anyone partaking 1 of it after
this defilement loses caste. This was
why the sick man preferred death to
leaving the vessel. He consented to go
only after the doctor had solemnly
promised that he should have food pre
pared by one of the crew, and be per
mitted to leave, whether sick or well,
when his ship cleared this port. Then
he and the o„her sick man, who is an
Egyptian, were taken to the Mediix>
Chirurgical hospital.
Not another Lascar could be induoed
to leave the ship. They have their own
cook, who mixes the food on a square
stone, mashes and boils it. Rice, tea,
currie and water form the main part of
their diet. Under an agreement be
tween the Indian Steamship association
and the British government better care
is taken of the Indian than of English
sailors. The Lascars ship under spe
cial and separate articles, which pro
vide the kind of food they are to have,
permit to worship as they please, and
stipulate warmer clothing and plenty
of it in oold climates. Little meat is
eaten, fcr only those oS a certain caste
are allowed to inilulpe. The Lascars*
on the Bu nark are Buddhists and Mus
bUißittO'? .
HCNTING WILD BEES.
The iQaanious Method of a Con
necticut Man.
Tracking the luwcti to Their TrMi with
the Aid of Loaf Ba«mr Haw It
I* Doao-Booe with
• "Ja*."
Up in Litchfield comity lives Bert
Beemau, one of the most famous bee
hunters of the state, writes a Connecti
cut correspondent of the New York
Sun. Mr. Bccman takes to the busi
ness by instinct, and so far this season
has found nine bee trees and scooped
in a hundred pounds of wild honey,
and wild honey, it must be remem
bered, has a flavor peculiarly its own,
which cannot be duplicated in those
concoctions of glucose and flavoring
extracts manufactured to order. Mr.
Beeman has his own method of finding
bee trees, and he does not reveal them
to every Tom, Dick and llarry who
asks hiin. Bee trees are not so numer
ous in Connecticut that there are
enough to go round, so those few who
possess the peculiar nature or instinct
which picks out such a hive are keep
ing their knowledge to themselves.
There is one method which the Litch
field county bee hunter uses in certain
cases which he has no objection to be
ing known. When he leaves homo for
an expedition he takes along with him
several lumps of loaf sugar. Arriving
in the woods he moistens two or three
lumps and places them on the stump
of an old tree or on a rock, and site
down to suioke his pipe and wait. De
velopments come rapidly. A busy bee
flies over the spot, scents the sugar,
takes a few sips, and flics away.
Pretty soon it returns, accompanied
by other bees, and these go and bring'
more, until finally quite a swarm will
be hovering over that sugar. Mr. Bee
man gets in his work now. Cuutious
ly he catches one of the bees, and with
his sharp penknife he slits both wings.
This doesn't harm the bee, and makes
it distinctive. Keeping his eye on this
bee he takes out his watch and notes
the time when it flies away and the
time when it comes back again, also
the direction which it take;*. From
long experience the hunter knows just
how long it will take a bee laden with
honey to fly a certain distance and dis
charge its load of sweets, and how
long it requires to return without its
load. By making his calculation he
knows just about how far the big tree
is. Following the direction of the bee's
flight to the distance he has calculated.
It doesn't take long, with careful
watching, to find the tree. As a rule
this system works perfectly, though
circumstances may make the locat ion of
the tree somewhat tedious ami labori
ous. Mr. Beeinan's experience lias
brought him in a good income during
the fall of each year, and he !'as
gained quite a reputation as a lioney
hunter.
A peculiar story of bees on a glori
ous spree comes from up Bristol \> ay,
and shows that "jag," however de
lightful it may be to the senses, sorac
times results fatally to insects a* v. oil
as individuals. Mrs. Theodore ll .la
was making "sweet pickle" pean> a few
days ago, and bweet pickle, especially
after it is spiced, has a very penc: ut
ing as well as seductive odor. V rs.
Hyde left the jar of pickle in her
kitchen, with the window open, for a
little while, until she had time to run
into a neighbor's and swap receipts for
making pickles. On her return she
was greatly put out, not to say alarmed,
to find that her new pickle !»»•! at
tracted a swarm of bees, and her
kitchen was in possession of the in
sects, which knew how to defend them
selves when attacked. She awaited
the return of her husband i-.t dinner
time to know what to do. He quietly
picked up the jar and set it
out on the lawn, where, dur
ing the afternoon, the bees contiuued
to imbibe the intoxicating concoction
until over half the swarm were in a
state of inebriety.
The jar remainea out of doors all
night. The next morning the two
quarts of pickle were entirelj' gone,
while in the jar were two quarts of
dead bees which had perished from
cold while too drunk to fly home. It
was the most destructive jag in loss of
life e.ver known in that region of the
state.
AN OLD IDEA.
The German Poet, Goethe, Foreaaw the
Nicaragua Canal.
Dr. Julius Ooebel, professor of
Germanic philology and literature at
Stanford university, says that Goethe
received most of his Ideas on geography
from his intimate friend Herder, the
father of the science in Germany, who,
in his turn, had been a disciple of
Baron von Humboldt They had many
erroneous ideas, says the San Fran
cisco Chronicle, but that is not sur
prising when it is considered that in
the middle of the last century certain
paxts of the earth were supposed to he
inhabited by giants and certain other
parts by dwarfs.
Goethe conceived the universe to
consist of earthly, sidereal and celestial
elements. Each star, he thought, was
governed by a separate spirit. 1 !iat
of the earth was a personal being
known as the earth spirit. It was t ie
personification of the eternal creative
element of nature.
Goethe's ideas of the geography of
America are full of interest to us. It
was one hundred years ago when ho
wrote, in speaking of cutting a canal
through the isthmus of Panama:
"Humboldt suggests that there are
rivers on the isthmus that would
render the cutting of a canal at other
places more advisable than at I'una
ma. It would surprise me greatly if
the people of the United State* should
not before long have settled that vast
country w«st of the Rocky mountains.
On the Pacific coast are some of the
finest and most capacious harbors of
the world. On these great cities will
grow up, making a ship canal across
the isthmus an altogether indispen*-
able'thing."
THORN OF GLASTONBURY.
Miraculous Told of th* T r *«
Which niumoi on l hrl»tiu»»
At Glastonbury Abbey, in Somerset
shire, England, once stood a thorn tree
which, it is said, bloomed every Christ
mas morning. The first authentic ac
count of it ever written was in 177J by
a visitor who tells of it in the account
of his visit to the abbey.
The keeper assured him that St.
Joseph of Arimathea landed not far
from the town, at a place where there
wa* fiu-ioerly an oak that had been
planted to his memory; that he and his
companions inarched to a hill ar.J
rested themselves, and that Joseph
stuck his staff on the ground. Now this
staff was a common dry hawthorn stick,
but it grew and first came into full
flower on Christmas day. Afterward
the tree, whieh had thus grown and
budded like Aaron's rod, always
bloomed on the day of our Lord's na
tivity and upov no other day, the
flower, like those<of the night-bloom
ing cereus, lasting but a few hours.
Many queer stork's have been told of
the "Miraculous Thorn of Glaston
bury."' It was suid tfiat if the chips
from it were planted WUv w>vld sprout
and grow like potatoes; iliat leaves
cured all inflammations, swelling, etc.,
a.n.l that "wis" cut from it would
nevvr leave marks on the children eor
i vected by thuif u»-
-NTO 54-
HOG dR CALF PEN.
A Building That la Moat aa Woll mm S«h
etaatial.
Our illustration shows an idea for a
hog or calf pen and is a bnilding that
is neat and substantial for its purpose.
It is 3 feet long, 7 feet wide, 4 feet in
rear and six feet in front. It is bvllt
to accommodate fire sows and pigs,
each pen being 6x7 feet, amole for a
litter or pigs with the parent pig. On
all sides of the inclosure. as iilqatrated
by Fig. 3, is a board fastened to the
pose far enough away from the sides to
enable the little pig to avoid being
crushed l>y the old sow as Is so often
the case. 11 can get in between this
board and the side wall and era not be
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Fie. s.
injured in the least. It is an excellent
arrangement sad should be tried to
prove its value to any farmer who
keeps hogs. It may be converted into
a house for young calves when not in
use for pigs, and a trough for milk can
be put into each compartment. Three
illustrations of the are shown
Fig. 2 being the rear of the building:
Fig. 3 the Interior.—Farm and Home.
THE DAIRY BUSINESS.
Why It It the Moat f*ronta(ile Braaeh of
Agriculture.
The strong prices which have ruled
for butter and cheese dtiriag the whole
Mimmer, even in the face of the worst
financial crash the country has seen for
fifty years, are a wonder to a great
many. Every branch of agriculture
has its ups and downs, but we have
never seen a period of degression ia
dairy products that carried the price
below profit ia production but once in
thirty-six years. That occurred in the
early part of 1879, when cheese, for
some unaccountable reatoo, went dowu
to 5 and (I cents, but took a sudden
rise in the latter part of July to a good
paying price, which it has steadily
maintained ever since. Every kind of
grain raising, meat production, wool
growing, the raising of hops or tobac
co seetu to be affected with frequent
periods of depression, when the price
goes belof the cost of production. This
is true at the present time of wool, to
bacco and wheat. Indeed, both wheat
and wool have jeen in the dumps for
two or three years.
The production of butter and cheese
presents a cheering contrast in this
particular. For years there has been
a good, steady profit in the production
of a fir-.t-class article. Farmers who
are thinking of engaging in dairying
will do well to consider this view of
the matter. The dairy business is sure,
steadfast and at the same time reason
ably profitable. Where the creamery
plan prevails its returns are frequent,
NO that the farmer has ready cash once
a month. The increase of population
is greatly in excess of the increase of
cows; tiii* fact keeps up a demand to a
paying figure year after year.— Hoard's
Dairyman.
DAIRY SUGGESTIONS.
Ir you have never churned granu
lated butter it is time to begin.
IT never increases the milk supply to
pitch milk stools at the cows.
IF the cows are "homegrown" and
are not gentle it is apt to be the boss'
fault.
IF you mean to make a success of
dairying this winter, believe you can
and go ahead.
AT the price of feed and milk this
season it will not pay to feed poor cows
—it never does.
IT is not always the man who gets
rid of the most feed that has the best
and /attest hogs. Urains help make
pork.
PERHAPS one of the things needed
about your place this winter is an ice
house; if so do not wait till the crop is
ripe and wasted before building the
house- build it early.
LOOK out for the man that wants to
sell you the "right" to fret more butter
out of milk than the cow put in it.
Take the right to get out all there ia in
it, but pay no royalty for doing it/
IF you have good JOWS it will pay to
feed them well —to feed them all they
will assimilate. If they lay on fat in
stead of putting the feed into milk it is
more than likely that beef rather than
butter is what they are calculated for.
The Rising of Cream.
The chemist of an English dairy com
pany undertook an investigation to de
termine the tendency of cream to rise
on milk during delivery Experiments
proved that this tendency wr-s overcome
l>y the constant agitation in transit,
provided the milk was not allowed to
stand long enough «t any time during
delivery for the crewuing to commence.
If this took place the shaking waa not
sufficient to hinder the creaming, and
it continued in spite of the motion
• In rounds which were out for six hours,
no rising of cream could be detected,
provided that no long intervals of time
were permitted in which the milk re
i.ain'-d at W
Neme*t».
Sweet liirl—My hired chaperone saw
you kiss me last nirht.
Adorer—My gracious! What did you
do?
Sweet Ciirl— l discharged her. -N. Y.
Weekly.
Boasts.
Tom —I saw a mountain this summer
so high that it was in the clouds.
Jack—That's nothing. I saw a t»1-
ley so deep that it was in a lake. —
Harper's Young People.
Lofic Is Lofftc*
"May I call you Mae?"
••But you have known me such a
short time."
"Yes; but Mae is such a short name."
—Puck.
One of the greatest natural wonders
in Java, "the fire island." a large lake
of boiling mud. is situated almost in
the center of the plains of Urobogana.
fifty "paals" to the northeast of Solo.
It is nlmosttwomilesin circumference,
and in the center immense columns of
soft, hot mud may be seen continually
rising and falling like great black tim
bers thrust forth and then suddenly
I withdrawn by a giant's hands. lie
sides the phenomena of th" columns
there are two gigantic bubbles near
the western edge which fill up like
huge balloons and explode on an aver
age of three times per minute.
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