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.
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THE BUTLER CITIZEN.
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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
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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.
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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.
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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