VOL XX XT I Both Trumpsj And Trumps Lead— I Our Line o! fine Shoes | J J J ought to draw you to J £»/•'_ f% i to the inspection of Kl J Aj t ieir merits Trices U SL ha\e touched the bot torn. " LOOK! At Our Prices. Men's Tan Shoes that sold at 55-5° K° at ?s-5 n - Men's Tan Shoes that sold at s4.o° «o at f.2.25. Men's Tan Shoes that sold at #3.25 K° al *[;7s - Tan Shoes that sold at #2.00 j{o at f 1 .00. ' Men's Calf Shoes that sold at >1.50 go at ji.oo. Men's Every Dav Shoes that sold at <1.25 go at </x\ Boy's Every Day Shoes that sold at f 1.00 go at 75c. Ladies Shoes, Grand est Bargains Ever Ottered. Laciies' fine dongola patent tip - ioe-- ;:t '/k - . I.aiiies flexible sole sh<>!> laceuud ijnt'.on at I.a'iies russett s toes hand tuitis at 52-*io. I.aiiies' nisset siifXslieel or -' in ;at Ji.cxi. Worn ■n s he.ivy tip shoes <i.oo. Women's iieav slu>es bii on *l.n. ils-sts li E y shoes tit. 01 button at 75c. Cli hiren's school snot s 5< c to 75c. Owing to tiie maieiia: . i 1 • -e - s a■!vanned on a'l tn goods- >u: a, , : 'a- a' i.l.i .. n • . '• • « daily «as bougnt before the advan .1 t.n « >*' P '• ' " OI s and Shoes ever brou/u t.» K r. ..n.l . ' ' • v " w !' ' ; !!a! y°" a, . e sure to buy. Our stok is ;e and no . :• ..." M. s an.. Buy s hwrv buc-.y. huir.>.> 1 ;' B'-.ts and blioes- A so'::tie o wa:;i, .i-d ■ ana s - M . . A oai a s aacl M se» heavy CiUM» i» ail UWteiial'* and allat the ola LOW I'BICE. When in Lutler «.£•.: ami e uie. M. otd>-:» receive prompt attention. JOHN BiCKEL, BUTLER, PA. Branch Store L 25 N. riain st, Have you SSO. We tvill you for it. a nio- top Buggy and a set of cur own make Harness. Have You $96. We will give you for if, a «.'v e Canop> top Surry and a s>: of our own si ry Harness tor one hoi>.e, and proportionately cheap i r two ho r scs. I These are never seen belore and not i .kcl} to be offered soon again; therefore come quick. Yours Etc., S. B. MARTINCOURT, J. M. LEIGHNEK. S B MARTINCOURT & CO., 128 E. Jefferson St., Butler Pa. It will Pay %y N'ou to Investigate (Take bids as i«. were.) before pur chasiwg your Fall Shoes. We will save y< u money. A- RUFF & SON. CI THE BUTLER CITIZEN. flfSakes the Weak Strong Hood's Sarsaparilla tones andstrer.e:... na the digestive organs, creates an apj tile, and gives refreshing sleep. Roaienioer Sarsaparil la Is the one True Blood Purifier. Hood's Pills j 1 BEINEMAN & SON, * * | SUM MKK J 5 Bi !.: »ci •li 1 $ j • - *« - i W to LO I * I I * t ■di *leiiieinan s ?x\ ~ 0 f —-1 i »f)d lel TOO * * L< is Hammock. il 3» ■ ? CQ * en- fir- . r zi llanimn -!v O * ■ Q? r; p t:ri b oil ill I '•» B t-r j# '™ *{ Wall Paper Sg 2 J I r. ■■ - ■ »i.J? <5 tires- r• - £K s? I'AI'hKS. ;h St >.i... tz, 25 hamuli-k ? ];K YCLK. : 5 i I ; A F •*. % %-v «v HEINEMAN & SUN. llcl'oie Von Sunt ff On you - va > ■ r have in the line o; c!o » :mmer » car. We ' wiiat you v.a it. V. t'nin. so when you , , i . . ■ . tiie prices. ' Doit spou vov ' > " 1 ' SB. Have HW k : sort fo summer \: ; . ti-s and paraly;. .:g p C\<.ii . . suited. Just arrive:! are oi Summer Su 1 ■<■ and price un •to cil. it our Y ic li ; you are sure to }; t . ' , workmen. ON HO Cor Diamond, Hi e . ' a z-x * ? 'Selling out J J To Quit 0 A # Business.*; # * # Wall I'a: . * } j 0 .. ' I cllt a ) «.| 0 0 1 lit' a ;<. »t > jCi. ( \v . fl'aiK-i in ihe c nnt) > i o..t i 'tlicr W hole .tie op sßetail, at — $ {DOUGLASS' ? Near P. O.t f ** } £ }N. 15.—Wall I'a Jrl, $ ndvanced 20 j < 1 « <* ale * '« \-».n % 1 beanor & Nice's liYery, Feed and Sale Stain Hear or Wick House, Bull» r, ! a | The best of hordes and fr*t •' » • j rigfl alwaja on hand ami 'm i Hest accommcdattonrt in town r permanent boarding and trim* :t I trade. Spee'it' eire fui. r "! > td. Stable room for t vv live hort-i-f.. A good cIaHS of iio r he». l»o:h <ll v ers and draft horpe. j h am -i on haiai »n i for t-a'e undi-r n fn i purr iiu '(: an i horse* b.i :rlit upou | op"- ri ficalion by SEA NOR & NA' .! All kinds ol live bought uiid sold TelepboDe at Wick llouso Hotel lilliard. Reopened and now ready for !.« comra (U'..ji of t'ua tra.- tling p h ic. Everjthingjin'firrt-ch s rjV, MRS. MAI TIE REIHIHO, Owner li 11 BROOKS, Clerk. 1 I.Kit. IJ.\..TFIL'I:SDAl J .\..TFIL'I:SDA V. SKI'TKM BKR 12.185)5. LITTLE DAMES AND MEN. We all must remember when We were little dames and men; Wben each sorrow tugged away with all its might At our little hearts and eyes. Till the air was full of sighs. And the brightest day was turned to darkest night. How we'd weep. How we d creep To our little beds to sleep. With wet lashes on flushed faces: e%»n than. Not a soul would ever know Half our agony: and so We should sympathize with little dames and me a We must all remember when We were little dames and men. When we meet the little oa»s from day to day:' A kind word Is Just as ch?ap. And It sinks to depths as deep As the harsh one you were sending down the'.r way. If you knew How a fv w Gracious acta and wor.ls from you Were planted In their souls; to blossom whea Golden days of childhood seem To be shadows of a dream. You would love and cherish little dames and men. —E. Magazine. M'GHEOGHAX'S LAPSE. BY WILLIS CHAMBERLAIN. . I —V y— * 'G II EOGII A N iSkzfe /»V . \ had kept sober V i». . | / \ a long time. For cDXUB \ weeks he had "sijti iiV. l .' aae&wi'., \ not even taken ' W* a glass of whis ky with Jimmy.Sullivan, and he used to drop into Jimmy's every evening, "just to wash the dust from his t'roat," as he phrased it. The washing process had developed into such proportions that McGheoghan's wife said he might as well "dhrown himself and be done wid it." Then she applied what she called the "watlier cure," and Mc- Gheoghan reformed. Mrs. McGheo ghan had such faith in the reforma tion that she had taken the baby and gone for three days to her cousins, the O'Flannigans, in Saneelito; and the only adinonitiou she had given her husband was the parting injunction: "Mind yer ere, now, Maurice." McGheoghan had not been particu larly proud of his descent from the Mc- Gheoghans, of Galway, but his young wife continually dinned it into him that they were "a fine ould family," and that he ought not to disgrace tiiem by associating with people beneath him. It was bad enough to be poor, she said, without mixing with the common herd. As a distinguishing mark, she always gave an Italian pronunciation to her husband's name, Maurice, and insisted upon his doing the same. Mrs. Mc- Gheoghan had learned Italian in her youth among the fishermen of North Beach. Maurice did not take his wife's discipline kindly, and it tfas only his love for her that made him endure it. Out of her sight he liked to be one of the boys, and in sly ridicule of her aristocratic pretensions spoke of himself as a "humin illevator" —he elevate 1 bricks by tiie hodful up a ladder. When McGheoghan pushed qutetly through the screen doors, slipped un- 1 obtrusively past the crowd at the bar, I sat down at the last table, and began loolung at the prints in the Irish News, I Jimmy Sullivan knew something was ' t in the wind; for had not the O'Rourkes told his wife that Mrs. McGheoghan \ had forbidden her husband to have anything to do with that "low-down shaloon-keeper, Jimmy Sullivan?" "What'll yez have, me bye?" called Jimmy, as the last man drew one of the three towels hanging before the bar across his dripping mustache and swung himself out into the street. "Faith, but it's a long time since I've had the good luck to grip yer fist, man. Here's the crarnc o' tiie sason till ye." If the thought of his wife came to the hod-carrier a' all, it probably brought a suggestion to make hay while the sun shone, for he anil Jimmy filled and emptied glass after glass while they smoked black cigars and chatted over the "ould times" when they were single. Sullivan kept the clearer head, for it was part of his THE TWO WERE PIOHTISQ LIKE OATS. business to do so, but even his speech grew thick and he spilled his stock as he served the two or three late cus tomers that came in before he and Mc- Gheoghan were left to themselves. Long after the usual time of closing, Sullivan's wife, who lived over the loon, looked timidly in through the back door anil asked Jimmy when he was coming home. "Git to out o' here wid ye, and mind yer own business," was his an swer. "That's the i* ay I talk tfll my wife, Morris," he said. "You'd be bet thar off if you'd give yer own a taste av the same when she's deludherin ye wid her hifalutin idees." McGheoghan recalled the time when he had known Mrs. Sullivan as pretty Kitty Lafferty; and the barkeeper's manner jarred the pleasant recollec tion; he di<l not like to see his old flame treated like that. He did not relish free advice, either; and when Sullivan spoke slightingly of Mrs. Mc- Ghoeghan it roiled him. Things were rather hazy just then, but the notion crept Into his head that he was doing wrong, and that Sullivan was rejoicing in his lapse from virtue. To maintain his dignity lie considered it necessary to impress Sullivan with the fact that the McGhoeglians were people to bo respected, so he says: "Me name's Mowreechy." \ "That's another fool idee yer wife's made ye swally. Morris was good enough for yo when ye was a bye, but when ye got married yer wife must go ! changin' yer name. But ye'r Morris for all that." "Me name's Mowreechy, and if yo go fer to call me out av it, or say mo wife's name ag'in, I'll bate ye wid that | mug." Sulljvan leered at hun derisively. "Yer name's Morris McGheoghan, 5 and yer wife's a flannel-mouthed chaw i like yerself." The impact of a beer glass over Sulli van's loft eye caused him to measure his length upon the floor. The shock roused him, however, and in a moment the twp were fighting like eats. The crash of overturned tables aud chairs and of breaking glass would have caught the attention of the patrol had that in dividual not been dozing in the next block. It would have awakened Mrs. Sullivan had she not been at that par ticular time half asphyxiated in her sleep by a smoking mantel-spread which had fallen over the lamp left burning for her husband. Tho fire had smbuldered for half an j hour and tho {oorn was filled with saione, wnen a spark fell on the table and ignited a bit of paper. In an in stant the room was in a blaze. A burn iug curtain caught the eye of a late traveler, who turned in an alarm. The hook-and-ladder truck dashed up to the place, and a fireman snatched the stupefied woman out of a burning bed, but he did not notice the adjacent al cove where little four-year-old Kitty Sullivan lay drearmng. When Maurice McGheoghan was shoved away from his antagonist he thought Jimmy's friends, had come to take part in the scrimmage. But the firemen's uniform and Sullivan's de spairing cry of: "My trod! where's —# ; -/ - 'zrCti r^r "MOWRBSCHY," HE riUKD, "GOD BLESS tk"' Kitty?" roused an idea In his head. The McGheohans of Galway had noble blood in their veins, and never desert ed a female in distress. The firemen were busy saving Sulli van's stock. They did not heed the un couth figure, with bloody face and torn clothes, reeling through the back door aijd up the narrow stairs. Through stifling smoke and in water and flame he groped his way, while Sullivan was out on the street kneel ing beside his wife, sprinkling her face and chafing her wrists. She opened her eyes and gasped: "Kitty." Sullivar. had thought that of course the child was saved with its mother, but now the fear struck hirtl that this was not so. He ran from one to another of the bystanders, frantic in his search, but no one had seen the little girl. As in desperation he turned to the burning rookery, a window crashed out, and a burstof flame 'lighted his road '. > the little stairway. Elo sprang t rd it and nearly overturned a staggt ragged, blackened and begrimed man carrying in his arms a bundle of bedclothes, from out of which a voice called to Jimmy: "Papal" He threw l>oth arms round the pair, and two 'soiled and bruised faces met. in an Irish embrace. "Mowreechy," he cried, "God bliss ye!"—Lippincott's Magazine. Spurs for Gamecocks. Steel heels or spurs for# fighting cocks to take the place of the natural spur are made in twenty or more va rieties in shape and length; they are sold all over the world In the I'nited States spurs of different styles are used in different parts of the country; longer spurs are used in the south than in the east and north. .The shortest spurs are used in New York. The standard length here is one and one quarter inciies; in all other parts of the country the length is advanced. A good set of steel heels costs ten dol lars. The spur projects from one side ot a ferrule or socket, which is like an Dpen thimble; a leather band is at- taclicd to the base of the ferric. The natural spur is sawed off, and when the steel spur Is used t.he ferrule is placed over the stump and the leather band is wound round the cock's leg and bound with twine; a pad or cushion is placed within the rim of the ferrule to make it tit the btump of the aatural spur snugly and firmly. It is *aid that if a well-bred gamecock, which had been without food until it was nearly starved, should then be placed in the presence of another ?amecock and of food, it would fight before it would eat; in other words, that It would rather fight than eat.— N. Y. Sun. —Great men often produce their •nds by means beyond the grasp of vulgar intellect, and even by methods diametrically opposite to those which the multitude would pursue. But, to effect this, bespeaks as profound a knowledge of mind as that philoso pher evinced of matter, who first pro duced ice by the agency of heat.— Col ton. A Cold Weather Joke. A business man came down to his of fice on a winter morning when it was bitterly cold. "Whew! how cold it Is!" he said to one of the clerks. "Just shut that safe, if you please." The clerk obeyed, with a puzzled look. Then, when ho could restrain his curiosity no longer, he asked: "Excuse me, sir, but why did you tell me to shut the safe?" "Why," replied his employer, with a sly chuckle, "there aro a good many drafts in that safe." Conscientious. Wife —If I thought a thing was wicked, I'd die before I'd do it. Husband —So would I. Wife—Huh! I thiuk smoking cigars Is a wicked waste; an impious defile ment, in fact. Husband—Then you should not smoke. Hand me a match, please.—N. Y. Weekly. Criminal Note. "Whaffor has dey got Jim Webster In do Austin jail?" asked ITncle Moses of Sam Johusing. "Per steal in' two gallons ob molas ses." "Ise mighty sorry to hear it was merlasses he stole, belcase datamboun' ter stick to him as long as he libs."— Texas Siftings. Safe hihl Soporific. Physician—You must not occupy your time with anything which requires the slightest mental attention. Patient—But, doctor, how can I do that? Physician—l will fix it. You aro to read all the recent "novels with a pur pose."—Chicago Record. Deciphering an Abbreviation. "Here's a letter for Dugout", B. K.," said one postal clerk toanother. "What do you suppose B. K. stands for? Not British Columbia, surely." "No," replied the man addressed. "That stands for 'Bleeding Kansas.' " It was sent to the Sunflower state. — Judge. Eron Up. Ethel Singleton—Hut tell me, dear, does a man get really angry every time becomes home anil finds dinner isn't ready? Mrs. Benedict (sweetly)— Yes; Just about as angry as a woman gets every time she has it ready and he doetn't come home. l'uck. That Ended I lie Dream. At midnight In his guariiod teat The Turk was dreaming of the hour When Greece, her knee In surpllance bent. Would tremble at his power And In his dreams the foeman fell Before his bludo's fell stroke. And everything had como his way— And then the baby woke. —Detroit Tribune THE FAULT OF THE AGE. The fault of the age U a mad endeavor To leap to heights that were made to climb; ny a burst of strength or a thought that Is clever We plan to outwit and forestall Time We scorn to wait for the thing worth having; We want high noon at the day's dim dawn: We llnd no pleasure in tolling and saving As our forefathers did In the good times gone. We force our roses before their season To bloom and blossom that we may wear. And then we wonder and ask the reason Why perfect buds are so few and rare. We crave the gain, but despise the getting; We wnnt wealth, not as rev.ard. but dower. And tU« strength that is waited In Useless fretilng Would fell a forest or build a tower. To covet the prize, yet shrink from the win- i ning: To thirst for plory. yet fear the fight— Why. what can it lead to at last but sinnlag. To mental languor and moral blight? Belter the old s'.ow «ray of striving And counting small gains when the year Is . done, Thau to use our forces all In contriving. And to grasp for pleasures we have 'iot won —Ella Wheeler Wilcox. In W oman s Journal A BICYCLE CHASE. BY MRS. M. I- RAVNF. Milo Warren was making a call on it girl to whom he was fondly attached although he had never told her so But this was a case where action speak louder than words, and —leave a girl alone for finding out if a young man regards her wit'i favor. Every girl Is clairvoyant where affairs of the heart are concerned. They were talking about their birth days, and the pleasant custom of giving presents at such a time. "Let me see," said Milo, thoughtful- j ly, "did you say your birthday came in September, Miss Nellie?" "I didn't say," remarked Miss Nellie, demurely. "Then it was December, wasn't It? Some lucky fellow will be giving you a diamond, perhaps!"' "Or a souvenir spoon," laughed Nel lie; "you know the}' made jewel-spoon* for birthday gifts, but all the girls changed their birthdays to December, and the young men could not stand the expense, and they sent a petition to the manufacturers, asking them to dis continue the custom, so no more spoons are in the market." "I—lI —really wish you would tell me when your natal day arrives. 1 might at least send you a bunch of roses, in remembrance of all the —the happy days we have spent together. Is It this month, Miss Nellie?" "You remind me of the parlor game: 'ls it this? Is it that?"" said Miss Nellie, and then fearing that the young man was becoming sentimental she turned the conversation to other subjects. But the next day Milo Warren dropped casually into the store where Miss Nellie Newton's best brother was engaged as bookkeeper, and inquired solemnly at the grated window, which permitted a segment of his countenance to appear, if that young man wou'.d take lunch with him. "Certainly," was the brusque reply from a mouth lull of pens; "I'll meet thee at Philippi—l mean at Hunger & Co.'s —in an hour." He was there, and at tho pleasant spread of good things provided Milo Warren propounded this conundrum: "If you like a girl awfully, but haven't told her so, and you think she maybe likes you awfully—no, I don't mean that—but if that girl has a birth day, and you want to make her a pres ent, and she won't tell you when it is —the birthday, you know—oh, hang it all, I'm everlastingly mixed up. Can't you help a fellow out?" Lyman Newton laid aside his knife and fork, and looking Milo in the face asked, seriously: "Anydnsanity in your family, Milo?" "None that I ever heard of outside of my .own case," was the depressed an swer. "Reducing your heroics to a plain statement, then, you want to give a girl of your acquaintance a birthday present." "Exactly." "Is she an Old Woman?" "What do you mean?" roared War ren, turning red. "I'll thank you to speak with respect of my freinds—be sides I—" "Oh, no harm done; don't get riled so easily. 1 wanted to know if she be longed to the past age or the present. I take it, then, that she's a New Woman?" "I understand now. Yes, I beliove she has advanced opinions, but she i*n't og.e of those dreadful creatures that advocate the wearing of bloomers. Nellie is the soul of womanly modesty, an ft —" "Nellie? Do I know this bright par ticular star?" "Why, of course you do—l quite for got—she's your own sister!" "Well, I like that! And you want- to make her a birthday present and don't know tho day. Sorry, old fellow, but 1 can't help you out. Nellie would take my head off if I told." That ended the lunch, but an unfore seen thing happened. Just as Milo Warren left his company at tho corner he saw an urchin he knew. It was fijo infliction known as Nellie's youngest brother, age seven, capacity for mis chief seven times seven, precocity un limited by nny period of time. Milo, with malice prepense, engaged the dear child in a surfeit of sweets, and then asked, as if tho idea was not of the least consequence and had just occurred to him: "When does Sister Nellie have a birthday?" The dear child looked at him for a moment, drew his mouth round under his ear, elevated both eyebrows, and said, in a confklrng. infantile voice: "What'll yer give ter know?" Advantageous terms being made, tho boy puckered his mouth for a whistle, thought better of it and gave the fol lowing Saturday as his sister's birth day. "An' if yer want to make yourself solid—see—just send her a real stunner of a bike." "What! A bicycle? Does she ride?" "How kin she? I reckon she kin learn, mister. You just send that bike —there ain't nothin' Nell wants wuss nor that." With this advice, and being sworn to secrecy, tho small terror bowled him self off. It gave Milo Warren something to do to purchase that bicycle and have it delivered to Miss Nellie on her birth day in an anonymous manner. He ex pected it back every hour for about a week, but it did not come, and lie felt safe. The small brother had not be trayed him after all. But after a little ho began to wish ho had, for Miss Nellie had evidently mounted that bicycle and ridden out of his life. He called, but she was out on her bicycle, no matter what the hour was, noon or night, and ho got himself run over on the street and knocked down daily by dashing out from sidewalk corners to see who tho rider was, and getting hurt for his pains. When he could stand it no longer lie came to a sudden resolve—he would buy a bicycle for himself, anil perhaps be able to find Nellie. And now began an exciting chase for life and liberty, for at one moment the amateur bicyclist was under the feet of a trampling horse, the next he was ruuiiliiK over a wrathy pedestrian, aud hf usually ended his experiences by un his frisky stsed and carry- it to the shop !. r repairs. And all this time he never caught .1 glimpse of Nellie, but he was incline 1 to thiuk he divined the caus«>. Jud.-- injr from his own experience in lear..- inp to ride a bicycle. Nellie mi : ;ht bo exerebdntf her cwu fractious acqui tion on some remote roadway outside the city limits—or. iire*iiful thought, might even be laid up herself for re pairs. He called on the bookkeeper brother, but found him busy and non committal. So he waited and tried to possess his soul with patience, and learn to ride a bicycle without the zig zag motion that had endangered the lives of the popuEcv and nearly caused his arrest by the poi.te. Then he made the discovery that if he gave his wheel its head, it would behave much better than when he guided it carefrHy, to the end that it traversed both sides of the street at once. After acting like a thing pos sessed it learned to behave, and he found himself skimming along like a bird on the wing, with arf exultant sense of freedom and delight, and he longed to see Nellie and tell 1 er what he had been trying to say for months that he loved her. And at that moment there whizzed past him a vision in bloomers, one of those dreadful new women of whom he had heard, and now was to see. He almost felt that it was disloyalty t( gentle little Nellie to even look at sue!, an apparition; but somehow she looker so quaint in her saucy jacket and baggy trousers, her neatly gaitered feet were so pert and independent, that Milo looked and looked again, then lie gave a great whoop, and took aft »r the living wheel like a streak of lightning. Ills confidence stood him instead of skill. He went spinning along in fine style until he reached a parallel with the girl with bloomers, then he leaned over to speak to her. toppled and fell In a heap, but not before he had gasped: ' "Nellie!" That young lady skillfully eluded the wreck, made a fancy run and turn, and as Milo gathered himself up, said, pleasantly: "Why, Mr. Warren, I didn't know : that you rode a wheel." "I don't," said the young man, rue- ; fully, feeling of his elbow to determine whether It was dislocated or merely abraded, "but you. Miss Nellie, are quite an expert." Miss Nelllo murmured something I about the wheel being a present from j her brother, and that she had not cared i to ride, but did just to please him. "But you ought to see my little brother ride," she said, with enthusi asm; "b»" rides the whe-.l when I um not using it, and he makes it spin. Why, he rides standing up, and I'm so afraid something will happen to him." Milo was walking along, l a ling hi"- wheel, as if he preferred that way, and i Miss Nellie gave him several exhibi tions of her skill, and each moment made a stronger and more lasting im pression on the poor fellow's heart But even bicycle courtship comes to rn end, and they were at Nellie's home, and he must leave her, ur.le s—he asked for a glass of water, and be fere it was brought he at down with the wheel on the sidewalk. It was a sudden tad most effective 6troke of art. Nellie cried and asked if he was killed anywhere; Mrs. New ton brought camphor; they got him into the house, and then he was able to speak, and said what wa i true enough —that he had lost his head for a mo ment. The two most expert cyclists on the avenue are Milo and Nellie. You will recognize her by her brown bloomer suit, which Is much admired, and he by the glad smile which mantles bis expressive countenance. Nellie knows now who gave her the wheel, and Milo has had another example of the total depravity of the small brother. Nellie's birthday comes In January, but to expedite matters the imp changed it to July. However, all's well that ends well.—Detroit Free Press. MeUicul IllfaUlbiUtjr. Dr. A claims to be an adept in the art of diagnosis. On being called to see, a lady, directly he had been ad mitted he remarked, with a knowing smile: "I see what your complaint Is. You are suffering from a disordered stom ach and nervous spasms." "Sir!" "Let me finish; your temperament is somewhat exacting—" Here the lady interrupted him: "Why, it is not myself who is ill; it is my uncle." The doctor, quite unabashed: "I sus pected as much!" —Le Nain Jaune. The Modern Uaughter. "I wish to ask your permission to pay my addresses to your daughter," said the old-fashioned young man. "All right," said the old gentleman. "If I can get her permission to give you my permission, go ahead." —Indi- anapolis Journal. Poor, Blind Papa! Peremann—Hattie is such an affec tionate daughter. This morning I received such a tender, appreciative three-page letter from her at school. flattie's Sister (cynically) —W hat did she ask you for in the postscript?— Truth. Travels of the I'ulT. Oldboy—l wonder where these big puffed sleeves are going to end? Guffv —I don't know; the bicycle girls just now seem to wear them between the waist and the knees!— Harper's Bazar. A Mean Lover. 1 love to rnaUe my Mabel cry. By Jealous taunts and Jeers. For then I get a chance to try And klas away her tears. —Harper's Bazar. FORCE OF (RIDING) UABIT. She flood ready, reined for oycllnir. In her latest costume, fewneti And her husband, charme 1. enraptured, Could bave worshiped ot her fe«'L She wan In the act of mounting. Vet Kh<* seemed to hesitato; Then ilie asked with old-time rigor: "Arc my bloomers on itnlghtr* —Truth. Htrange itiid Kurr. 44 How Strange a Thing Ih Man." This was the title of her graduation essay. Afterwards she went to the summer resort hotel and found that he was even moro so. —N. V. ltecorder. No Cliani-, To. Forrester— IH) you talk in your sleep? Lancaster—Not often. Wo have twins at our house, you know.—Town Topics. Sure* of ii Nibble*. The fisherman goes forth fur sport. llr flin«s his line urlj?ht; And soon the gay mosquito come*. That's when he gfts a bite. Washington Star. 1 j - - A~- •» *■ ARTIFICIAL EYES. Tli* I i»t«*rr«t lng Operation* of lh«* (il.tis* Hlowerm. Those who take an interest in tav idermy will IK- glad to know how birds' eyes made. A visitor to a small factory in New York found two glassblowers at this work. One held a bar of clear glass in the flame of a gas blow-pipe, and worked a lump of fused glass around the end of a wire and then pressed it into a mold. When he drew it out of the mold, a crystal eyeball ornamented the end of the wire. This he passed to his companion, who took a thin bar < f yellow glass, and heating it, worked it into the crystal ball, forming a round, glowing eye on the end of the wire. As the glass cooled the yellow iris showed more plainly, and by the time it was eold and hard, it appeared as a good-sized owl's eye. the pupil being a section of the wire on which the glass was heated. While this was going on the first man was busy moldiug an other crystal eye. I.ater the men took up the work of making dolls' eyes. One molded the clear eyeball, the other worked in the blue or brown iris, as the style might be, precisely as the owl's eyes had been made. The superintendent of the shop said that, while many dolls'eves were tnad< , the demand was mainly for eyes for taxidermists' use—chiefly for stuffed household pets. These were made of all sizes ami shapes, to suit the varied requirements of the taxidermist. The largest eyes are made for the moose, the smallest for the trushes. Each va riety of birds or animals, when mount ed, has to have eyes modeled from na ture, if its natural expression is to bo preserved. PLEASURES OF MINING. There In » K-'ssclnation In Digging Out tlio ; Golden Ore. An old miner of Cripple Creek, CoL, who for years lias been engaged in prospecting 1 in the Rocky mountains, while talking to a party of friends the other day, gave the following interest ing description of gold mining in the far west: "It's the prettiest work I ever did," he said. "It's the fascination of It; when you have struck it pretty rich ar.d see your gold right in frout of you, when you are piling it up every hour of the day, with a nugget now and then as big as a bullet to sheer you. And then, when evening comes, you count it up and you find it worth hundreds of dollars, just picked up out of the earth in one day—well, I tell you. there is nothing like it. Then, when you don't strike it. you a'ways think you are going to the next day; and it is just as exciting hearing other men tell in the evening what they pulled out during the day as in count ing your own. Why, I have gone for months at a time without making a dollar, and without a cent in my pocket, but the excitement of the work don't give a man time to realize how hard up he is." MOVED A TOWN. The Xovel Exodua of the Mormon* from Missouri. The most remarkable case of house moving ever heard of was at Nauvoo, 111. When the Mormons were driven out of Missouri by an armed force they built the towu of Nauvoo ou the banks of the Mississippi. Here they erected their temple und constructed a thriv ing town. Then the Illinois people arose, burned the temple, murdered the prophet, Joseph Smith, and the entire community fled to I'tah. Mennonites from Russia came along and bought the land. They had no use for the three hundred and fifty buildings in the town. They wanted the land to plant vineyards upon. They sold the houses to a Missourian by the name of IJoyd for a trifle. "The next winter he began to put rollers under the houses, slid them down the banks to the surface of the frozen river, and then slid and rolled and pushed them six miles up the river and founded the towu of Fort Madison. la., all except about forty of the houses which are to-day on the left bank of the river, opposite the site of the extinct town of Nauvoo." Tree Trunk# an Filters on Sliip*. A well-known Australian engineer, M. Pfister, is stated to have discovered a remarkable property of the trunks of trees, namely, that of retaining the salt of sea-water that has filtered through the trunk in the direction of the fibers. He has consequently con structed an apparatus designed to util ize this property in obtaining potable water for the use of ships' crews. This apparatus consists of a pump, which sucks up the sea water into a reservoir and then forces it into a filter formed by the tree trunk. As soon as the pres sure reaches 1.5 to 2.5 atmospheres the water is seen at the end of from one to three minutes, according to the kind of wood used, to make Its exit from the other extremity of the trunk, at first In drops and then in fine streams, the wa ter thus filtered being potable, freed, in fact, from every particle of the usual saline taste which is such a draw back to water obtained in the ordinary manner. Whitest City In the World. There cannot possibly be a whiter city than Cadiz, unless It bo built of snow. The best way to approach the port Is to take a trip on one of the small steamers which ply between the ports of Morocco and Spain. As you near the coast you see in front of yoa a white mass which appears to be floating upon the water, just as you are. The first thought of a foreigner is that he U In sight of an iceberg. The white mass, glittering In the sun and rendered more dazzling by the bluo sky and sea, looks exactly' like a monster ice taountain partly melted, so that outlines <Ji castles and hills ap pear upon it; but only for a second the illusion last, for you know there arc no icebergs in that part, and you are quickly ftiformed that you aro looking at Cadiz. No other town in the world presents such a magio ap peal ance. Why He Doobted. Old Si>ortsman— What did you shoot at? . Young Sportsman —Oh, I just shot at random. Old Sportsman—i don't believe itl If you had you would have hit something. —Brooklyn Life. A* He Inferred. First Tourist (grandly) While In Europe last summer I went through Wales. Second Tourist (from Chicago)— How much did his princelets have In his olothes?—Truth. Sufficient <«u»e. "Hut why have you thrown George over?" "Oh, I bate him! The other evening he asked me If he might give me a kiss, and because I said 'No' Jie didn t- Sketch. Kl*ht. Mrs. Husby— What time did you come home this morning? The hour was very late, wasn't it? Old Husby— Not at all. The hour was exactly on time. It was I who was the ' late one. —N. Y. World. The First View. She—So there aro the Alps at last! Ue—Must be. You don't suppose a 11 rst-cfaaa tourist company like this would work off any substitutions or imitations on its patrons?— Life. "NTo 34 EMPLOY THE CONVICTS. A Mnggi-ation from Canada Worthy . Mini s»rlou« ( onalderatlan. One «f the most serious problems 1 fore the practical prison reformer- Ihe day is to provide profitable emp! v • ment fur the men under senten Idleness is bad for the prisoner, in tally. morally and physically. The Montreal Star suggests one w _■>. \ to get good roads, and at the sa: . time solve the question. In the folio A ing article: "Now, wh) not empty the prist .: upon the roads? Not in any way or i ..• any place that will make the prison ers feel the sting of disgrace. pillory a man is a poor way to refor .1 him. 1 lie chief end of the modi r prison system must not be forgott. . We ought to graduate citizens ail not improved criminals from our jail v But what 'better way to bring out !i • manhood than by letting him do we,- . which he knows to be useful in t';. open air in a quiet country dlsti: t where he seldom will see anyone a-. 1 never anyone who knows him? C'a. should be taken, of course, in choosiu ■ the men for this iro/k. It will not b expedient to permit every prlao!:er sufficient liberty to do it as must I done here. We can have no chr.' • gang ignominy about It A clianco • • join these road-building parties mi- • be made a reward for good conduct; . that it would have a double benefki.. effect—one in the men who go and t' other i> the men who stay. The pu - llc-spirlted'phase of the scheme won! appeal to some prisoners; for did not t ttrlsonful down in New Brunswick a; . leave ti> save a subscription out their rations for the Newfoundl.-.i: . sufferers? The party could never 1 ■ larger than the jail accommodation in the hnmediate neighborhood; ui the fullest care must, of oourse. '1 taken to protect the people from 1 much as tKe fear of trouble. A care: . .selection of the men to go would lic'..> to render thin part of the task eas; Tha farmers would be rewarded wi.'i better roads; no industry would be i • terferad with, but, on the oontrar , the marketing of the farmer's produ 1 would be facilitated; the prtsone > would be hugely benefited in eve . way, and the greatest bar to pris ■ reform removed. The extra coat, if anything, would be a mere bagatol! ; and as there Is no money to mal;>j toads, no one could object that m< .1 outside erf prisons ought to b« given the work. CHEAP GATE SPRING. One of the Pew Devices of It* Kind Tkit llu Given Satisfaction. A few years ago, I saw t description of a spring for a gate; I mad* ons sr. 4 applied It to my gate, and It haa glv.-.i such good satisfaction that 1 send a drawing of It for publication. Tn ■ an old horse-rake tooth or a new o may be procured from a dealer . i farm machinery, heat the eads iu l . - stove if not near a blacksmith sh. ; t>end about three inches of one c . i back to go into the post on which pate lianas, and bend the other »• • ! into the fbrm of a hook. Fasten rope or small chain to the gate ab< -:t six inches from the baok side—r further away if a stronger spring U nn nn n nr. mm 1 & -!s : r A etiEAP oats BPRiira. needed—and attach it to the hook the spring. If at any time you v to have the gate stay open, uuli the rope from the spring.—J. Rid' In Rural New Yorker. Better Road Law* Needed. The road tax system of per*. ! service or commutation is unsot'.ti a principle, unjust in Its openr.i wasteful In its practices and uif>. factory In Its results. Some sys should bo devised, based upon p: erty, and property owners s'a i not be exempt on account of ago. * the ca*e BOW stands, some famlli.v cape aajr t»*. year after ye .r being either too yo or too *14,3 >ut they are abunuu' alile to <to Ihelr share and a; o roads quite as much or more tha:i : one. In the meantime their p.) neighbors, tenants it may be, or y< men without land, must leave . crops in a critical condition, at whim and convenience of the r master. Often the worst piece of r ! Is untouched and a bit suiting the r master or his friends is worked aft i fashion. —Farm and Home. rreaervlnf bv Means of Alcohol. The French have devised a met ! of preserving fruits by means of : holic vapor. In making the ts; ment, grapes were gathered placed In a cellar, closed by an . r .. nary wooden door. In the cellar \v.. plaeed a large bowl filled with alct !; . and the grapes were hung upon u en racks. At the same time som the fruit was placed in two oth t i lars, neither of which was sup, ! with alcohoL A month later ; grapes in the two last-named ct iia. were found to be completely sp«.'' whereas those in the alcohol c . r were found sound and fresh. Violet Farm* In the Ewt. There are two far-famed violet f. managed exclusively by* women. » arc their rcpcctive owners. Cm Meadow Springs farm, at St;.u. Conn., belonging to Mrs. Ned l.e: and the o'ther is the Ilolindalc \ • I farm, at Madison, N. J., owned . managed by' Mrs. Robert 11. II la the west, also, women are be/in to make a specialty of these floivw A llagplpo ,n Oar George is very tender-henrti so when he saw a bagpipe tor the l.rst time the other day he cried out: "Oh. mamma, that man is squeezing >ine thlng under his arm and Is hurti / it awfully. I can hear It scream.l vpu lar Educator. Epidemic. Teacher—Yes, smallpox and y !l >w fever are two of the worst o scourges which sweep along, c: wig death to the human race. Tonm: may name auother. Tommy—Trolley cars.—Chlc:ig. K. :• Wb»t > yoentlon. Cholley Chumpey— I see that a; * are coming into fashion agai:i . . o your ears ever been bored? Miss Caustic—What a qui >'• riaven't I often listened to yo.-.r t .id dle?—Syracuse Post. Beginning to Keel at ll<> Senior Partner—l think tills m-w elerk is getting used to our ways. L you? Junior Partner—l think so U was twenty minutes late this morn;;! Brooklyn Life. Thr I tMitf nod Short of It. "I hear Donaldson Is short i:i I• ac counts." "Well, he may be short ii his ac counts, but he is long enou/ii if hi* 1 payments." —Detroit Free Press
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