VOLXXXII
* Mid-Summer *
CLEAEANCE
+ S A L E. +
Having placed our orders for Fall and Winter goods, we must
make room for them. We therefore offer you the usual Mid-Sum
mer prices always found in this store July and August. Capes,
goods, silks, millinery- and notions, shirt waists, wrappers and skirts
at prices less than cost. We are also having a
SPECIAL REMNANT SALE
of woolens, silks, calico, ginghams, satines and lawns, muslins and
linings. These remnants all marked down just one-half the original
price —a rare chance to secure bargains. This mid-summer clearance
sale p.' "he popular and reliable store of
IS Jennie E. ZimmermaN,
0| p hi e Ho.. 1 Lowry. Successor to Ritter <fc Ralston
What Do Yon Think of This
FOR JULY.
Top Buggies Low as s4° 00
Top Slat Wagon Low as SSOOO
Two Horse Farm Wagon $55 00
Phaeton S6O 00
Two Seat Spring Wagon S3B 00
Harness Oil Per Gal 60
Axle Greese 4 Boxes 25
Buggy Wheels, with steel tire SB.OO per set
Harness Leather has advanced 50 per cent, but we had
enough to last us a whole year, bought at the Old
Price, and are making Harness accordingly. Therefore,
anybody wanting harness, now is the time to buy to
save $5 to $lO per set. No difference what you want
about you team or wagon, come here. Also if you
need a Trunk or Valise, we keep a full line.
S, B. MARTINCOORT & CO.,
128 E. Jefferson St., Butler Pa.
W. F. Hartzell. Frank Kemper.
The Adriance Rinder
"%/W "I—^
Is the lightest draft, the simplest constructed, the easiest operated, and
the most durable of any binder on the market. It will not upset on
the steepest hills, It will cut where all others fail. It will handle as
long or as short grain as any other binder. It will do better work in
tangled grain than any binder in use. This binder is sold 011 its merits.
If it fails to do as above mentioned, we do not ask you to buy it. All
machines and vehicles sold by us are guaranteed to lie 'as represented.
Machinery for all farm use, from the plow to the separator, can be got
from us. Vehicles in various styles and prices. Harness for all kinds
of use. Fly nets and Covers, Dusters, Robes, Blankets, Whips, &c.
In short, anything belonging to a team outfit is kept by us. The best
wagon on the market is sold by us. We guarantee it superior to any
thing sold in this county. Call and see us
HARTZELL & KEMPER, Main St Bntler Pa.
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THE QUESTION is often asked, What Paint shall we use?
THE ANSWER I If you are looking for covering
capacity, wearing qualities, general appearance, and
your money's worth, you must buy
THE SHERWIN-WIUUAHIS
Omti Host, Lookl test, Wtart L engirt, Kort Economical, Full Meaturt.
Our prices are for "best goods" first, last and all
the time. We are in the business to stay and
• RUSHES, sta y» with US
COLORS IN OIL,
HOUSE * COACH
VANISHES,
J. C. REDICK, iopfN. Main St.
JTvDDS^ESm^MiSlina^dJ
\ll Gauge Underwear at greatly J
Reduced Prices.
ANOTHER Cut in Millinery! Any flowei
in the house for /cts. Another table o
gc ribbon—you will find this just as gooc
as we sold last week.
Au^f^iNEN^sn^c
LOVES AT HALF-PRIC w~\
M. F. & M. MARKS,
113 to 117 S. Main St.
•J&V BUTLER CITIZEN.
Impure Blood
Manifests iteelf in hives, pimples, boils
and other eruptions which disfigure the
face and cause pain and annoyance. V
purifying tho blood Hood's Sai-Baiar:!!.!
completely cures these troubles and clears
I the skin. Hood's Barsapari!!a orerc t»M
i that tiryd, drowsy feeling so geue.ai at
i this season and gives strength and virc r.
Hood's SarsapariUa
Is the only true blood purifier prominent
ly in the public eye today, $1; six for >.j.
I | ' * D;i!« «"re habitual constlpa-
HOOd S i iilS tion. Price Areata.
HEINEMAN & SON,
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I SUMMER
i* approaching id iq,» t
V only way to ke*p cool ir> K
T to go to
rtf Ileineman s
I n f ** fri
i r m and et y.nrsol: h nice f
jJJ Jf5
3 2 Wo bavo ti;i J
: QQ J »nd fin< f #
Hammocks £2
9 S ever brought to liutler
Wall Paper S§
J In n. die cbfapect. to th«-
\ finest of Pressed 5 M
st PAPERS.
# \V« also haudle the -i
£ # celebrated £ '
"J RAMBLER
j BICYCLE. j
HEINEMAN & SON.
GREAT SAMPLE SALE. |
Suminer Siloes,
AT
Half=Prices.
Just received 1,000 pairs of
Summer Sample Shoes and Slip
pers. These goods are to be sold
at once. I bought them at my
own price and you can have them
at yours. These samples were
not bought to make money 011,
but to k-:ep things lively during
the dull season.
Prices Good for 10 Days Only
Ladies' I-'ine Tan Oxfords, f-i and
$1.25 kind $ 65
Ladies' Fine Dongola Oxfords, 75c
kind £ 4°
Ladies' Fine Cloth Slippers go at... 21
Ladies' Fine Tan Shoes, heel, *2
kind
Ladies' Fine Tau Shoes, spring, $2
kind ; $1 10
Ladies' Fine Kill Button Slibes re
duced to . $ $4
Ladies' Fine Tan Shoes, $2 kind.... 1 25
Bovs' and Youths' Fine Tan Shoes
$2 kind.... i ?i 10
Misses and Children's Tan Shoes
Space forbids me quoting fur
ther,but if you will call during this
Sample Sale you will sec Summer
Shoes going cheaper than ever be
fore. Don't delay but come at
once and try
The New Shoe Store
During This
SAMPLE SALE OF SUMMER
SHOES.
C. E. MILLER,
215 s. Main St., Butler, Pa.
Seanor & Nace's
Livery, Feed and Sale Stable,
Reai* of Wick House, Butler, Pa
"
Tbe beat of horses and first dari
ngs always on hand and for hire.
Best accommodations in town for
permanent boarding and transient
trade. Special care guaranteed.
Stable room for eixtv five horse*-.
A good class of horses, both driv
ers and draft horses always on band
and for sale under a fall guarantee;
and horses bought upon proper noti
fixation by sEANOR & NACE.
All kinds ot live stoc-k bought and
sold.
Telephone at Wick House.
BUTLER LUMBER COMPANY
Shippers and dealers in
Huilding Materials
Rough and uressed Lumber of all
kinds, Doors and Window?, and
Mouldings of all kinds.
H. E. WICK, Manager.
Office and Yards,
K_>»t;t'unninj;h*i!i inri Monroe turret!.
UTTLER. PA., THURSDAY, Al T (4UST 8, 1895.
A BTjKXED LETTER.
There it lies. A small heap of ashes
•and a few fluttering', blackened leaves.
And this is all that remains of a once
crested sheet of gray letter paper, ex
haling a perfume of white violets.
I wonder to what extent it really
represented the sentiments and
thoughts of the charming society girl
from whom it came. A fascinating
young woman whose eyes are as blue
as are the violets whose breath seems
always to cling to everything she
wears
What a pity women are not as hon
est as are flowers. A man could then
reach to some satisfactory conclu
sion about them and with them. A
flower may be beautiful but odorless,
like the camera, in which it makes no
pretense a* raising more than your eye.
Or, it is less perfect in shape and color,
but with so sweet a breath that 000
never grows tired of having it around.
There is no sham in a flower —but with
women I'm inclined to believe it's all
shatn. Humbuggery and sham! The
prettiness and outside charm are ap
parent enough. l?ut when it comes to
the genuineness of the perfume of sweet
thoughts and tender graces, and to the
splendid charity of sentiment, which,
if women only knew it, enwraps them
around with an attractiveness far more
potent than the most subtle and pen
etrating perfumes, man is all at sea.
He can't for the life of him tell the
honest, can't say whether they arc
divinely constituted, or if it Is merely
the imitation article. lie is charmed
one day by unexpected revelations of
deep feeling and an appreciation of
the lofty and t e beautiful in
life, or at least by- what looks like
it, and he is repelled the next by
a clear and distinct exhibition of a
careless heartlessness which would
forever and a uay disgust him in a
man, but which only serves to upset
him mentally by creating a thousand
and one doubts as to which of the two
phases of character is the preponder
ating one in the complex feminine na
ture he happens to have under consid
eration. If she is fair of form and
face—as Alice undoubtedly is—he gen
erally gives her the benefit of the
doubt and resolutely closes the eyes
and ears of his better judgment against
those ugly, villainously small traits
which are as great a disfigurement to
her mental and moral graces as would
be a deep crack across some exquisite
Sevres porcelain vase, a fatal blemish,
by which all the beauty and value are
mined and destroyed.
That's where the constant and ever
lasting mistake of a man's life is com
mitted. He can never judge of a worn
an by the same standard, the same
clear-sighted mental gauge, which he
applies so easily to his fellow man. Fcrr
every ono knows that to properly con
duct any kind of business correct in
sight into character is essential. That
we manage to acquire easily enough in
school, college and practical every
day life, and for the reason that we
deal with each other. But I defy a
man to be certain sure of anything on
earth or in neaven when his calcula
tions must reston some feminine basis,
where instability is inevitable.
But perhaps other men are cleverer
than I am. Cameron seems to get on
swimmingly with all his lady friends,
and to understand them, too, which is
altogether another matter; even Alice
Dacres —that's more than I can do,
henco this small piJe of burned letter
paper.
And now that I've destroyed the lit
tle girl's pleasant words and sweet-
Bcented missive, I'm fool enough to re
gret it, and to half-believe she was gen
uine in her wish that I call some even
ing. Of course, when she says I must
bring her "Trilby," it is only a femi
nine way of helping me to an excuse
for a visit Then again, when a man
wants to have a friend around for a
smoke and chat, he says: "Drop in, old
fellow, this evening at eight. Glad to
see you," and there's an end to. lie
wants you, and you go or you don't, as
suits your convenience and fancy.
Little Alice being essentially and
charmingly feminine, writes a sweet
tfgamarole, very suggestive or mean
ing absolutely nothing. And vet, she
must know how gladly I would call ou
her this evenintr and to-morrow even
ing and every evening of every year if
I could. But she tells me to bring her
"Trilby." and winds up with a stiff
"Yours sincerely," and the information
that she is "so glad she leaves shortly
for Europe."
Does she or does she not want me
to call? li she does care to see a poor
devil whom she knows down in the
bottom of her heart is Infatuated with
her, who is ass enough to dream of her
sweet blue eyes, and to stuff violets in
his coat pocket because they remind
him of her, why does she write she is
"so glad she will leave shortly for
Europe?" If she does not care a rap
(which is clearly the case) whether a
fellow eats his heart out in vain long
ings to be with her and to near her
careless, sweet laughter, and to watch
all her dainty prettiness and probable
frivolities, then why does she cruelly
throw the temptation in his way to
call, just to force him to undergo the
heartbreak of telling her good-by and
bon voyage?
Cameron goes abroad this summer.
I suppose he will take the steamship
she goes on, and they will flirt out
rageously on the way across. They
are sure to meet iu Paris and among
the Alps, and I suppose will come home
in the fall, engaged to each other.
Another foregone conclusion of a
failure in marriage. They will neither
Of them tolerate the other's failings
and frivolities after a few years of en
forced companionship. There's a vast
difference, little Alice, I can tell you,
in a summer flirtation on the deck of
an ocean steamship crossing to Havre
and a lifelong companionship with a
nice, shallow fellow, accustomed to
have his way in everything, and to
consult his own convenience first and
foremost. As for that intense devo
tion which makes all sacrifice of
oneself a Sublime pleasure, you need
not expect any manifestations of the
kind from Charlie Cameron. He's a
nice fellow, but that sort of heroics is
simply not in him.
But, after all, Miss Alice, what are
you besides a sweet writer of sweet,
unmeaning notes, a dear and charm
ing young woman, admirably gowned,
who looks forward with delight to
her trip to Europe, nor has a single
word of regret at parting with those
she ruthlessly leaves behind, although
she full well knows the bitter pain she
inflicts.
So I've burned her dainty scented
letter, and I'll take a trip up to the
Tennessee mountains this summer,
when I'll forget all about her, lovely
little humbug'—if I can.
"What are you doing, old man? De
stroying your correspondence?" said
Cameron, coming leisurely in and
drawing a reading chair to the open
window. "Very sensible thing to do.
Never leave letters or bills scattered
about. Servants are the very devil
for prying into a man's letters. Must
have been tcented, judging from the
pleasant odor of violets around. What
makes you look so blue? Light a cigar
and moralize, and you'll feel better.
Guess that note did it. Now let me
give you a tip about a woman's cor
respondence and way of writing. It
might make you feel better.
"Something I've learned by experi
ence, and a pretty long and varied and
sharp experience mine has been, I can
tfU ypu. Whenever you get a B£>t« or
a letter from a woman 1 mean, of
course, a voting' &u<i pretty woman
read it carefully, and, whenever she
expresses opinion or sentiment, then
believe the contrary of what she
writes. You have no idea what a safe
rule that is to follow. A man is sure
to come out straight in her good
graces and to avoid a lot of unplcas
antness if he will hear that in mind*
Personally I've found It to work splen
didly."
Whereupon Cameron lit a cigar and
took up a palmetto fan from the
table.
"Is that so? Then you would not be
lieve that a young woman was de
lighted to go off immediately on a five
months' absence abroad if she only
told you so?"
"Of course not. A man must be very
green, or very unsophisticated where
women are concerned, to believe that,
if she wrote specially to tell him so.
In that case she meant to say: 'My
dear boy, 1 am desperately sorry to go
away and leave you. I can t say so
outright, so I do the next best thing.
I wrote to tell you I am going, and I
am glad, and if you are not a fool you
will understand and do the proper
thing.' "
Of course, Cameron is clever. I have
always said of him that he is egotis
tical, but I have never denied his
brains. I don't know but what I look
upon him now as an unrcvealed genius.
Perhaps, if he had not been largely en
dowed with the good things of this
world, he would have shown his great
capacities by some wonderful inven
tion.
"And in your opinion what would be
the proper thing to do? What would
you do?" I asked, gathering up gently
the poor little heap of ashes, the worth
less remains of Alice's sweet, misunder
stood and harshly treated note.
"What would I do?" answered Cam
eron reflectively, tipping the ashes off
ins cigar with his little finger. "You
say she's handsome, and young ana
rich?"
I had not, but it was all true. What
I had doubted was her sincerity.
"In that case," continued Cameron,
"I would go to see her, with the inten
tion of saying' good-by, and I would
propose to her, and I would go abroad
with her this summer on the same
steamship she crosses in.
"That was evidently the invitation
given you in that note you so foolishly
burned, my dear boy. I suppose she
•wants to have you along 1 while she ex
plores the old cathedrals and art gal
leries and climbs up the Alps. Now,
don't fall over some precipice or get
caught in some snowstorm in the early
fall, before you get back to these
•hores," concluded Cameron, while I
swept the ashes of my sweet, ill-used
note with mingled emotions into an
empty envelope, which I put in my vest
pocket.
"And look here, old man," said Cam
eron, as I shook hands, having called
up a coupe, "better not mention that
you burned that note. Women are pe
culiar in some ways. Don't like to
have their letters ill-treated. Looks
careless, and as if you had ugly
thoughts about them. I bet you
thought that handsome young woman
was an insincere little humbug."
"Why, man, I thought she wanted to
get rid of me," I said. "I was puzzling
over her meaning when you came in."
"So I saw," said Cameron, with an
amused smile, resuming his palmetto
fan and pulling closer into the window
to catch the south breeze. "Now just
let me tell you —I have had a large ex
perience of women, as I said just now.
Well, Alice Pacres is the sweetest,
most loyal and most sincere woman I
ever came across. Her face, beautiful
as it is, can't compare to her soul, as
you'll find out for yourself some of
these days. You are not fit for her,
old fellow, I must say. But she fancies
you, so I suppose it's all right. Go and
tell her good-by, and propose to her as
I suggested. The idea of burning that
sweet child's note, and to think that
you misunderstood her besides; you
ought to be ashamed of yourself."
"I would be if 1 had the time," I
said, impatient at delay, as the coupe
drove up. "Good night," I said.
"Thanks for the benefit of that ex
perience of yours."
"Not at all," said Cameron. "I just
wish that note had been written to me.
I wouldn't have burned it. I would
have understood at half a glance the
meaning it conveyed. You are no bet
ter than a vandal."—N. 0. Times-Dem
ocrat.
Journalistic Item.
"What do you publish a paper for,
I'd like to know?" inquired a politician
of a country editor.
"For one dollar a year in advance,
and you owe me for four years," was
the reply.—Texas Sittings.
STORY OF A MISSING BABY.
Carious Experience of a Parisian Lady of
Position.
The recent experience of a Parisian
lady of position, writes Miranda in the
Lady's Pictorial, may serve as a useful
warning to some of my readers who
reside abroad. The lady in question
returned from a ball one night much
earlier than she had given her servants
reason to expect, and to her consterna
tion found three members of her
household missing, the nurse, the
housemaid and—the baby! Greatly
terrified, she rushed to the concierge
to make inquiries, and after some pre
varication the man informed her that
the two servants, fancying their mis
tress would not return for some hours,
had gone to a notorious dancing place,
taking the baby with them, and there
the lady would be certain to find all
three "quite safe and sound." As the
master of the house was absent, the
distracted mother went to seek a male
relative, and together they visited the
locality indicated, where they found
the two women drinking with friends,
but no baby. In reply to frantic in
quiries after her child, the housemaid
impudently told her mistress—whose
smartest new gown she had borrowed
for the evening, by the way—"that
madam need not excite herself, the
infant was in good hands." At first
she refused to say where; but by dint
of threats it was dragged from her
that the child had been taken to a low
inn close at hand. Ilere the enraged
parent found her precious offspring
asleep in a filthy bed with eight other
children, who were all being taken
charge of at one franc fifty centimes a
head while their nurses enjoyed them
selves. Needless to say, the two
wretches were dismissed on the spot.
A Scientific Answer.
An intelligent boy in tke national
school of a large and popular town in
Lancashire on being' examined, among
others, by the commissioner,was asked:
"Do you know any of the effects of heat
and cold?"
"Yes, sir; heat expands and cold con
tracts."
"Good, my boy—you have answered
well; now an example."
"Why, sir, the days in midsummer
are the longest and in winter the
shortest!" —Once a Week.
Sanitary Item.
Dr. Flower having occasion to treat
the family of Sam Jobnsing for malaria,
remonstrated with Sam for having the
pig pen so near his residence.
"Wat's de reason I ought ter put de
pig pen furder away frum de house?"
asked Sam.
"Because it is unhealthy," replied the
doctor.
"Reckon you Is mistaken," replied
| Sam; "dat pen has been dar for two
i yeahs, and dar ain't been no sickorts
yit arnopg vie Uog§.''—Texas Sittings.
WHICH ARE YOU?
mere two kind) of people ou esrtij to-day.
Just two Sttnds of people, no more, I say.
Not the sipnsr and saint. for 'tis well under
stood
The good are half bad. and the bad are half
good.
Not the rich and the poor, for to counta man's
wealth
You must first know the state of his consclenoa
and health.
Not the humble and proud, for In life'* little
span.
Who puts on rain airs la not counted a man.
Not the happy and sad, for the swift flying
years
Bring each man his laughter and each man his
tears.
No; the two kinds of people on oarth I mean,
Are the people who lift, and the people who
lean.
Wherever you go. you will find the world'a
masses
Are always divided In Just these two classes
And oddly enough yon will And, too, I wean.
There Is only ou« lifter to twenty who lean.
In which class are you? Are you easing the
load
Of overtaxed lifteri who toll down the road?
Or are you a leiner, who lets others bear
Your portion of labor and worry and care?
—Ella Wheeler Wilcox, In Harper's Weekly.
"AS YOU WERE."
BY VIOLET HUNT.
[Characters: Canon and Mrs. Byng. Ma],
and Mrs. Bell
Scene Mrs. Byng's drawing-room In tho
Close!
fRS. BYNG (flinging
herself into a chair)
—I could kill James!
glad I shall be when
tea comes! Just be
cause he chooses to
take the cathedral under his special
protection, is it necessary to drag two
delicate women up to the very top of
the tower, to see a view that is simply
non-existent in the usual north coun*
try smoke? I am dead tired, and so are
you, lam sure. I call it a breach oi
hospitality.
Mrs. Bell—l think it is a privilege to
bo allowed —
Mrs. Byng—And then stand grinning
like a gargoyle until I got enough
breath to scold him. Why didn't yon
say it would bore you to go up?
Mrs. Bell —But I wanted to; I love li
It seemed like mounting up to Heaven
—going up that long, dusty, dark,
corkscrew staircase; like life, to come
out on the leads in the full, fresh,
•weet, clear air, above all our little hu
man worries and troubles.
Mrs. Byng—Why don't you write a
tract? Do you know what your hus
band. dear good man, said to me as wa
went up?
Mrs. Bell —Something inadequate, I
fear. He is never equal to the occa
sion, poor Tom!
Mrs. Byng (laughing) —Tha*< he pre
ferred the golden chariot, and to take
the journey in one stage, when he
did go.
Mrs. Bell (staring)— Journey where?
Mrs. Byng—My dear, don't be ob
tuse.
Mrs. Beil —Oh, I see- How dread
fully profane! Quite ribald, in fact.
Mrs. Byng—Yes, it was rather, but it
amused me. Yeu don't appreciate the
major a bit, Laura Let's change hus
bands.
Mrs. Bell—Madge, you absurd wom
an.
Mrs. Byng (nodding) —Yes, I got a
little giddy going up that corkscrew
staircase. You never get giddy, Laura.
You are like a sweet, calm saint in a
niche. Seriously, I think the life of a
soldier's wife would suit me much bet
ter than it does you.
Mrs. Bell—Oh, no, dear, you would
hate it. Think of this lovely gray,
lichened old house in the Close where
you live, nestled, as it were, under the
shadow of the cathedral, with its sol
emn chime«>to ring your hours in and
out-
Mrs. Byng—Wait till you're lying
awake listening to them all nigkt with
a headache. Compulsory attendance I
call it.
Mrs. Bell—And compare it to my un
settled, noisy, nomadic existence. Oh,
it is terrible —the sense of unrest, the
want of a home, ordered off at a mo
ment's notice, wandering all over the
'' TO!', DON'T APPKKCIATK TH* MA JOB
A BIT, LACBA."
country from one uncomfortable, un
wholesome house to another—
Mrs. Byng—That would just suit me.
I love change.
Mrs. Bell—Oh, that's all very well,
but when you have to carry a whole
establishment about with you, like a
snail, it's another thing, quite. And
you know how cross men get. A sol
dier has the habit of command, and
sw—
Mrs. Byng —The habit of command
and—er —the other habit you mention
are by no means confined to the bar
rack room, let me tell you.
Mrs. Bell —Oh, hush, hush! The at
mosphere, dear, of the sacred fane, the
odors of sanctity, the peace —
Mrs. Byng—You'd find it pretty live
ly at times in the sacred fane, I can as
sure you. my sweet St. Cecily, and dis
cordant stops among the organ pipes.
Mrs. Bell—Lively, dear? What an
expression to vise.
Mrs. Byng —Well, it was always the
church militant, you know. Deans ana
canons are but human, and there's a
pood deal of gossip swept up with the
verger's broom.
Mrs. Bell—Hut, at least, the talk is
all of matters connected with the
sacred rites and observances of the
church? It must be so beautiful, so
interesting. I, on the contrary, have
to listen patiently to the tedious chat
ter of subalterns who are everlasting
ly coming to tea, and hear them won
dering why the major did this, and
Mrs. So-and-so didn't do that, and who
is coming and who is going, and idiotiq
gossip of that kind from morning till
night.
Mrs. Uyntr—Well, that's no worse
than having to take an interest for the
hundredth time, in complaints of how
old Dr. Tir'emout will have two stalls,
one for himself and one for his books —
and how long the archdeacon is going
to be in bed, without a cold —of how
many pocket-handkerchiefs Smith-
Dolby has left in his stall since Easter.
They kept them until they're a
baker's dozen —and how Hopper can't
agree with the dean —
Mrs. Bell —Who is Ilopper?
Mrs. Byng—The head verger, and a
great pal of my husband's —he knows
more of the history of the cathedral
than James does himself, I verily be
lieve.
Mrs. Bytjg—One gf the minor oam
ons. and James' pet aversion.
Bell—ftTjy?
Mrs. Byntr I hardly know. One
must dislike somebody. Becatise he's
So untidy and lazy, and always con
trives to take his holiday and get away
In that uncomfortable time between
the seasons, before the stoves are
lighted regularly, and the chances are
you sneeze all the time you are reading
the lessons. I wish they would give
him a living. We are all dying for pro
motion here, Just as you are in the
army.
Mrs. T!?U—Tom doesn't care for pro
motion a bit. ITe only cares to do his
duty.
Mrs. Byng —Oh, doesn't ho? You
don't know him, I can see. You should
work for him A clever managing wife
TOC ARE A TUOUGHTPUL WOMAN."
might do so much for her husband,
even in the army.
Mrs. Bell—You don't know, dear.
How could she?
Mrs. Byng—Oh, there are ways. I
shouldn't leave a stone unturned.
Mrs. Bell—What stoifts would you
turn, Madge? You are wery confident.
Mrs. Byng—l would give him little
hints to do this, or that—to get him
noticed, you know. That's half the
battle in all professions, I find. I would
make friends with all sorts of persons
in authority. The nicest men—like
Tom—are just the men who can't and
won't do these little them
selves. No nice man can his own
trumpet properly. A tactful, clever
wife can do anything. What's the
matter?
Mrs. Bell (tearful) —Nothing —I was—
only it seems quite as if it was you, not
me, married to Tom.
Mrs. Byng—l was only throwing my
self into the situation. I had
given you James. I saw you hoisting
on his and copying out his
sermon, in my mind's eye. But that's
enough play, if you are going to be so
serious about it.
Mrs. Bell (still tearful) —And now
I've let you talk like this—you will
think I'm not fond of Tom—l am, I
am, really, and though he does
make such a fuss about parade, Ido
love to see him' in his uniform.
Mrs. Byng—And 1 have rather a
weakness for James in cassock and
bands, and I know, dear Cecilia, you
would make an awful hash of his ser
mons. We will leave things as they
are, won't we?
Mrs. Bell —It really wasn't a pretty
Joke. I can't think how we ever got
nto it?
Mrs. Byng—We were a little upset
by going up the tower, weren't we?
Well, there an end of the joke—Here
they come—!
(ESTER CANON BYNO AND MAJ. BELL.)
Canon Byng—Here, Mrs. Bell, is that
article on "The Churches Militant" in
which you were so much interested. It
is deep, but not too deep for you. You
are a thoughtful woman, I perceive,
and take things seriously.
Mrs. Bell (turning away from the
portly canon) —Yes, I da
Maj. Bell —Well, Mrs. Byng, what
have you two ladies been talking
about?
Mrs. Byng—A great mang things,
Maj. Bell.
Canon Byng—Settling the affairs of
the nation, eh?
Mrs. Byng —No, our own, principally.
Maj. Bell—Well, what's the result?
Mrs. Byng (touching the canon's
shoulder) —Here's your tea, dear. We
have decided to make no radical
change.
Mrs. Bell (standing in front of her
husband and making a military salute)
■ —As you were!— Black and White.
—Gladstone's principal reading for
pleasure has been in the line of the
Greek classics, particularly in Homer
ic literature.
NEW WOMEN IN ENGLAND.
Recent Judicial Opinions Which Will In
tercst Them.
Two or three of her majesty's judges
have given expression to sentiments of
particular interest to womankind, says
the New York Sun. Thus Sir Forest
Fulton, the Recorder Si. th of the Lon
don criminal courts, instructed a jury
that "bigamy on the part of a woman
was a very different thing from bigamy
on the part of a man, and the jury
must require strong evidence that the
prisoner was aware that her husband
was alive when she contracted her sec
ond marriage."
The judge of another court when tak
ing his seat on the bench saw some one
in the public gallery wearing a stand
ing collar and four-in-hand with a cap
on his head. "Take off that hat up
there!" cried the judge, severely. There
■was no movement. "Takeoff that hat,
sir!" came the order apain, in the stern
est tones from the bench.
Then came the reply in a weak voice
from the gallery:
"Please, your honor, it's a lady."
The judge started for a moment, and
then exclaimed:
"A woman, is it? Then why does
she dress like that?"
There was no explanation, and the
business of the court went on.
Another judge decided, to the con
sternation of English housewives, that
a mistress has no riffht to compel serv
ants to pay for broken crockery or to
discharge them without notice for such
faults unless it is the agreement when
the servant is engaged.
Partaken Of Previously.
Howie —I could swear nobody haa
taken my hat off that hook since I hung
it there this morning. I've been here
all day. Bought the hat new when 1
came down town. It was a perfect fit.
There it hangs just as it has hung all
day. And yet it isn't the same hat.
This hat is a whole site larger than the
one I put on that hook this morning.
How do you explain it?
Appleswim —Spirits.—Chicago Trib
une.
Not In His Experience.
Mrs. Skinner (the landlady)— You ap
pear to be very interested in that bock,
Mr. Forthflohr. One of those realistic
novels, I suppose?
Mr. Forthflohr—lt is not realistic to
me, for I can hardly think such things
exist as I read of here.
Mrs. Skinner —What is the title of
the book?
Mr. Forthflohr—"Mrs. Fuller's Cook
Book." —Puck.
Rain Makes a Change.
A little Iron,
A cunning curL
A box of powder,
A pretty girl.
A little rain.
Away It goes;
A homely girl,
With a freckled nose.
—Kehoboth Herald.
BRAN IS NUTRITIOUS.
A Michigan Man TrLU Why He CouMM
It the ChtpNt Fm4'
The feeding of coarsely ground
wheat, bran and all, is In some meas
ure an advance on the value of baa
feeding, mixed vrith other foods. But
there caunot be too much insistence
<tn the value of bran mixed with other
foods. Mr. W. C. Rockwood, in a re
cent contribution to the Michigan
Farmer, refers to the subject:
Bran is one of the very b**t of the
grain foods for all kinds of live stock.
In fact, its value Is not half realised.
Too many tarmers and stock breeders
think of it only in connection with
bran mashes, more as a medicine than
anything else. They consider it be
useful as a laxative, and cooling to the
system; but there its value ends. In
reality it is of more value to the stock
raiser than any other single food for
all classes and conditions of animals
upon the farm. It holds no rank per
haps as fat producer; that is, not
strictly speaking. In actual sound,
healthy bone and muscle growing ele
ments it is rich; and animals in thrifty,
growing condition will always be fat
to a certain extent, yet to an animal
for the shambles something besides
bran would be necessary without
doubt.
After years of feeding all kinds of
grain feeds, both home grown and
purchased, to all kinds of stock which
are usually kept on a farm, I have
come to regard bran as a necessity, and
consider it cheap at almost any figure.
Without doubt it commands a higher
price in market than it should, in view
of the present low price of wheat, but
in my estimation it is still the choicest
feed a man can buy. I have made it
one of the principal parts of the food
for my pigs from weaning time until
they are sold—with the exception of a
few weeks finishing off on Co.rpi. I
feed it to all breeding hogs, being espe
cially good for aows suckling pigs.
For young stock it ia the standby,
mixed partly with something else per
haps, such as ground barley or oats.
For the horses it is excellent as a
part of their rations at any time, and
while not sufficiently heavy of itself
for hard work, is good when fed with
other grain. It keeps the bowels in
good condition and there will be no
trouble with colic.
Some farmers feed straw to their
horses in winter with corn meal as a
grain food. Such horses get colic
frequently, but if bran is given in con
nection with it there is no trouble, as
the bran acta as a preventive of im
paction in the stomach and bowels.—■
Prairia Farmer.
MODEL SHEEP BARN.
Just the Thing for Farmer* la the N«ftk
And Northweet.
TKe plan of sheep barn and yard
shown herewith is one of the beat mod
els for the sheep farmer in the cold
north, as in the arrangement every
thing is convenient and well arranged.
The long fodder can be fed from the
feeding passages, but to feed the grain
or roots the attendant must $o into
the pens among the sheep. This ia done,
to insure his looking over the sheep,
when any that are sick would be de
tected. The stone wall is plastered on
the inaide. The doors, D, are large and
the windows, W, numerous, so that the
entire building can be kept thoroughly
dry and airy. By means of doorS aus-
IPFi'j a \
y* \ 43. g
-——j
y ard j*"*
, Ctrl cm.
PLAN OF MODEL SHKKP BARN,
pended from the sleepers above, which,
by the use of ropes, pulleys and a
sand bag, can be gently let down, one
of the pens can be turned into a closed
compartment for ewes when breeding;
and by the use of hurdles which are
hinged together, and which, when not
in use are stored neatly away above,
this closed compartment can be sub
divided into numerous pens for several
sheep. The doors at the ends of the
feeding passages next the walls open
into the passages and are hung in such
a way that when sheep are being
changed from one pen to another the
doors prevent them from getting into
the passageway. The floor of the feed
room is made of cement and a root
pulper and a stripper occupy one side
of this compartment, while in another
corner is a neat little cupboard fop
holding shears, sheep-dip, etc. A dip
ping trough nnd other appliances are
stored away in convenient corner*. A
large inclosed water cistern has teen
built at one end of the root cellar, and
by means of a tap the hose water can
be carried to any part of the building.
—A. Campbell, Ontario, in Farm and
Home.
Better Than Condition Powder*.
When an animal falls off in appetite
and does not seem to relish the food,
some simple treatment will often bring
it around, such as to give to a cow one
pint of raw linseed oil, repeate4 the
third day. Then give bran mash with
one ounce of salt, half an ounce OX
ground ginger, and the same of aul
phate of iron finely powdered. If the
food it made up of good hay, cut and
wetted, and a small handful of this
mixture is given it will probably re
move the trouble: A pound qi linseed
meal, four ounces of ground gentian
root, the same of Peruvian bark, pow
dered, two ounces of anise seed pow*
dered, one ounce of iodide of potassium
and two ounces of carbonate of irpn.
All are mixed evenly and kept in a dry
placa. This is better than any of the
Common condition powders, and costa
much less. The feed should be given
in small quantities, at four intervals
in the day.—Rural World.
THE churn should not be morq than
half full of cream when beginning to
ohurti.
Foes In the Field.
Soon will tbe little busy bee
Improve each chance to lanoe
His enemy, tbe city boy.i
Right through bis outing psnta
—Truth.
A FAIR INrEBKXCI.
"Some people do their best work in
the winter. Now I can do the clearest
and most brilliant thinking when the
weather is hot."
"How brilliant you will be when you
die!''—Pick-MerU D-
ISTo SO
THE BOAR S TUSKS.
Removal with the Saw Is the Oaljr Proper
and Humane Method.
One of your correspondents soma
time since asked how to take the tusks
out of a boar, and said he had heard
they could be knocked out. Your ad
vice was to saw them off, and it is the
only right way to do.
Last fall I lost a boar, and to ex
amine the jaw and teeth 1 sawed it off
just back of the fourth double tooth.
Then 1 boiled all flesh off, and allowed
it to dry perfectly. I was well repaid
for my trouble, for I had no idea of
the strength, size and weight—and so
very different from a barrow pig or
sow's jaw!
The jawbone was 5 inchaa long to
back of fourth tooth; width at fourth
tooth, 4 inches outside of jawa; depth,
inches; thickness of each side of
iaw, Hi Inches; weight (perfectly dry),
IX pounds. The tusks are aolld over
half their length and very stro- • -nd
eo constructed as to be vry p »nl
in an upward movemeilu • -e,
three-sided, the outsides, ii re
almost at right angles, lu.tci. the
inside, which is convex.
The tusks of an ordinary IK.. two
years old will project out of j. . IX
inches and will be imbedded in ja •• bone
6 inches. The dry tusk will weigh IX to
IX ounces, and is as pretty ivory as an
African elephant's. The front teeth,
four in number, are about #X inches
long, almost straight, and a hard blow
witn a heavy hammer will have no ef-
Stsa View. l-S natural ilxe. L Front out
side tooth; roes behind tusk; about 1-16 Inch
bone separates them. 2. Tusk In left side as
you face hot * Line where I sawed through
Jaw at the 4th double tooth and cut ead off
tusk. 4. Front teeth about >H laches lone
Welf kt of )aw as above, tolled perfectly, 1 lb.
8 ez.
feet on them. The tusk in the upper
jaw shuts over the under tusk in so
peculiar a manner as to keep it aharp.
The upper tusk projects out about IX
inches, and is solid and much more
strongly made than the under one. I
have the tusks of a boar 80 months old;
weight, IX oz. each; 8 inches long, 2X
inches in circumference, and as aharp
as if rubbed on a stone.
Now the question risea, how any man
can deliberately try to hammer the
teeth out of a hog and yet lay claim to
being human? I cannot see how it ia
possible to knock the tuaks off and not
break or crack the jaw. It ia very
easy to saw the tusks off. Chloroform
is perhaps the nicest, but ropes proper
ly fixed make it is easy and safe.—
Cor. Country Gentleman.
SHEEP FOR BEGINNERS.
Beet Time to Buy, According to This
Writer, Is In the Fall.
It Is easy to muddle tha novice with
a variety of advice, and to get away
from the possibility of doing that I
wish to offer the following hints aa the
most valuable and conciae that occur
to me. Study your farm conditions and
learn exactly what sheep will thrive
best upon it If you are not able to
purchase even a small flock of 'pure
bred or high' grade sheep, then put all
you can advantageously in a pure bred
ram, and after that do the best you
can in buying ewes. Start right, even
upon a small scale. The sheep will
rapidly increase. In purchasing a ram
get one fully developed, strong in bone,
straight shaped and thoroughly typical
of his breed and sex. I hare always
had an intuitive liking for the lariib
that will leave a group of his fellows
in the field and boldly front you. Do
not purchase sheep that you have no
trust in for proper development. It is
only the experienced breeder who can
forecast development. Never take an
ill-doing sheep, even if it ia cheap, with
the expectation that it will become
right In selecting shaep, handle them
so that you may know how much of
their form is due to themselves and
how much to the shears. Select aa
critically as you can to a chosen type.
Uniformity is a cheap feature for you
to buy and yet a valuable one in a
flock. There is no sheep that embodies
perfection in sheep qualities. Judging
between different sheep ia a checking
of weakness and a balancing of quali
ties. Be Inclined toward the sheep
that appeara better every time it
catches your eye. The purchaser will
find it to his Interests to select from
the field fitted for show. The best
time to buy is usually in the fall. Pro
vision may be made with the seller to
have the ewes served by a ram of dif
ferent breeding from the one you buy,
and thereby you add another season's
use to the ram of your flock.—J. A.
Craig, in Colman's Rural World.
LIVE-STOCK NOTES.
DON'T allow the cows to b« driven by
dogs.
SAVE the heiffcr calves from the best
milkers.
Do SOT forget the calvea in the "back
lot." They need shade and water.
IT the weather is dry and hot In your
section —all the more reason the hogs
and other stock should be provided
with shade.
Do NOT be so unwise as to grow only
the frame of a hog this summer. Have
some meat on it, then it will be an easy
matter to lay on the fat this falL
MIDDLINGS or shorts, with the house
slops, will help out the hog pasture.
These with plenty of pure water and
free access to salt and ashes ought to
give you healthy hogs and cheap pork.
■—Western Rural.
Willing to Apolo*U«.
Klljordan—Kajones, you are a gen
tleman. I told you a story yesterday
which I now remember having told you
a few weeks ago, and you took it the
second time without wincing.
Kajone#—l beg to assure you that I
did not remember that you had ever
told me the story before.
Klljordan—Then I take back my first
remark. —Chicago Tribune.
A Ch&nc« for A Dark Hon®.
Sister May—l think if you should
propose to Grace she would accept you.
Brother Jack (eagerly) —Do you? Has
she said anything?
Sister May—No; but I know she wap
deeply In love with Harry Maxwell, and
his engagement has just been an
nounced. —Brooklyn Life.
BU Idea of BUM.
Ministerial Tourist (solemnly)—Mv
friend, have you, in your sinful and,
ungodly life, ever enjoyed unalloyed
happiness?
Alkali Ike—Look yere, stranger! Da
you reckon I've lived in Oklahoma Ul
these years and never participated ltt fc
lynchin'-bee? —Life.
Frankly Put.
"Now," said one of the
managers to the candidate, to start
with, you are a bimetallist."
"Excuse me; I'm a trimetallist."
"What do you mean?"
"I propose to run this campaign on,
gold, silver and brass." —Chicago Mall.