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JUTTLKK. PA..THUESDAY. SEPTEMBER 19,1895.
A DIMINISHED SEVENTH.
11l ECGEXI E. WOOD.
She was the youngest but one of a
family of eight. Physically, her lile
was and could be nothing' bave one
long crucifixion. Crippled and de
formed, there stretched behind her n
record of suffering; before her the
prospect of greater torture still. Na
ture had used her cruelly, for while
her puny and misshapen frame in
spired ridicule, or, at best, shuddering
pity, she had been dowered with a
capacity for affection that burnt itself
Into fiercer intensity waiting the love
that never came. Misunderstood, she
had gradually retreated into a little
world of her own, with nothing to love.
Nothing? There was her violin, but
that could hardly be considered apart
from Ida's own individuality. It was
her violin that expressed more elo
quently than herself could ever have
done the loneliness and the lovelcss
ness of her life.
"It speaks for me," she once con
fessed to the old doctor, who under
stood her better than anyone else.
"What other people feel they can ex
plain in words; but I seem to have no
power of expression except through my
violin."
Dr. Marshall was silent for a nw
meat; thon he asked presently: "Did
you ever hear my boy Austin play?*'
Ida shook her head. She had hoard
no one. Her morbid consciousness of
infirmities prevented her from attend
ing any publlo concert, and Austin
Marshall, as she well knew, was a pro
fessional violinist of repute.
"You ought to hear him. They tell
me his execution is remarkably good—
and, besides, geniuses like you two
ought to know each other. I'll tell
you what I'll do," he added kindly;
"I'll bring him round one evening to
sec you, if you like, when he isn't
busy."
Not many days elapsed ere the doc
tor kept his promise, and Austin Mar
shell, tall and strong, held the small,
wasted hand of the diminutive musi
cian, and wondered the while how the
perfect boul his father had described
had managed to find Itself In that mis
shapen little body. And later on,
when lila had completely astounded
him with her rendering of Dvorak'•>
"Romance"—wild, Intense and heart
breaking—he told himself that such a
thing was monstrous. Here was an
untutored genius, beside whom him
self would pale into comparative insig
nificance, doomed by nature to perpet
ual solitude while, Orpheus-like, she
ought by her music to charm Into life
the rocks and trees.
"You want some lessons to correct a
few technical errors," lie said at last,
"and then you ought to Ih: able to hold
your own at (Jueen's hall or St. James'
with the l»est of them. If I could be
lieve In the transmigration of bouls, I
would swear the lost soul of some re
pentant sinner Is imprisoned in your
violin."
He spoke with the generous enthusi
asm of genius, mere talent is sparing
of praise and begrudges success.
"I can never play In public," she an
swered, briefly, with a painful Hush
that testified to her sensitive recogni
tion of physical defects.
"Ida on a public platform! Why they'd
never see her!" interpolated a Joviul
elder brother with the brutal candor
admiring friends had sometimes mis
taken for frank geniality. "We call
her the diminished Seventh," he added,
with a conscious smile that betrayed
the originator of tlfe questionable
pleasantry.
Poor Diminished Huvcuthl She
winced as from a blow, and Austin,
with the intention of covering her cop
fusion, observed with ready tact:
"I suppose liecaun; the minor har
monies are most perfect and least un
derstood."
'I iiat evening was but the foreruuner
of many similar. Scarce a day passed
without Austin Marshuil contriving to
sjiend some time with the deformed
musician. And as the days lapsed Into
weeks, and the weeks into months, it
was noted tii.it when Ida played ulone
her airs were more romau tic than be
fore. And even her unmusical family
became Infected with their gayuty; her
mother (who frequently alleged sho
could enjoy good music as much a l ,
anyone If she could only get it) was
cheered to the verge of Joyful anticipa
tion. For who knew that Ida might
not attain the supreme height of In
spiring dunce-music, such as her
mother loved, and abandon forever
those ghoulish wails she said were
classical.
Hut when the old doctor noticed the
change he shook his head in apprehen
sion, while teurs of pity filled Ills eyes.
His profession had trained him to read
the longings of the heart its well as the
infirmities of the tenement It Inhabited,
aud If all he thought and dreaded
were true—! Had things been differ
ent! If Ida had not been distinctly
Isolated by nature from the sweetest
gifts that life, cau hold!
And one evening came the crisis the
good doctor feared.
"I Ahull miss a}l this dreadfully when
I'm away," Austin mild, un he turned
over it pile of music for u particular
duet. "I'm going north in a <lay or
two, you know—didn't i tell you?" ho
lidded, uiiswerlng the unspoken ijmi
tton.
"Next autumn, when I am hack
again," he said, presently, fowling
vaguely that something wm wrong,
"we shall have toiac more pleasant
evenings together, 1 hope."
Ida Npake not. For a moment she
wu conscious of naught wive ft terri
ble sense of absolute dvipulr and a cu
rious bu/.y.lng In lier 'head like the re
peated twanging of the <1 string.
Oolng away -and until the autumn 1
Why, hy that time she might he dead
Ulid hurled, Hhe looked round vacant
ly, ar, one gropes blindly In the dark
for dome familiar object. She tried to
Speak, hut the word* refined to come,
(something like a dry sob rose and won
strangled In her throat. Then, with
out a single word, she took up liur
bow again and drew it softly across
the vibrating strings. Austin looked
up In momentary surprise. Then he
bat spellbound while she played the
weird "Romance" of Bvendscn's, once
heard, never forgotten.
Me ha<l heard it played by more than
One finished musician; but this was a
different rendering. It was like the
despairing cry of a lusty swimmer
fulling close to shore, or the wall of a
lost soul striving to escape from the
i»ea of torture und driven by a host
of fallen unguis. In those strains he
read her heart plainly, us though
speech had passed between them; lu'
knew the bitterness of her life; he
saw the vlstiv n rn y nnd barren before
her; and when the la>.t notes died
away lie learnt lu a brief glance from
Ida's eyes all the. strange discords had
not confessed.
it was but for an Instant. For, lu
the next, overcome by the strong ex
citement she hud Just experienced, the
bow slid helplessly from her nerveless
fingers and she fainted.
Hymptoms of little moment In an
ordinary person might in her cane prog
nosticate the worst, und any new phase,
h »wever slight, was at once submitted
to fuedleul opinion. In the present in
stance, us she failed to respond readily
to the customary treatment, Austin
hastened for hi* father while she was
carried to her room. Hhe had over-ex-
Cited herself with her music was the
general explanation of the sc|/.urv, and
thb wan wliut tliu doctor vvi»» twld
TLkik tUi A*1 uUSjI Uuu bastv f||r^mnn«
In a brief space, however, she yielded
to hts restoratives, and before he left
the house she had dropped Into a sleep
quiet and natural.
For some time father and son went
homeward in silence. Then the doctor
asked abruptly:
"Does Ida know you are going
away?"
"I told her this eveulufj," Austin un
swered, and in some confusion as he re
called the way she had received the
news. "Father, do you know —"
"Ah! That accounts for it," said the
old man, as though speaking to him
self. "Yes. Do I know what?"
"Well—l think—that Is, I'm afralil—
that Ida " He stopped short, for
the confession was alike tender and
humiliating. Itut his iatlier, who had
feared such a contingency well-nigh
from the first, understood what had
been left unsaid.
"I know, Austin, I know. But what
is to be done? The friendship that you
have felt for her—that she believes she
has felt for you —has been the one
bright spot in her life. Seventeen
years old—and seventeen years of per
petual martyrdom. Do you know how
long I give her to live?"
"1 suppose that when she Is twenty
one—" Austin began, but the doctor
cut him short.
"If she lives to see the spring," he
said, gravely, "I shall be surprised."
The young man waa startled, even
shocked. There was silence between
them for a few moment#. Th»n the
doctor said, with hesitation:
"Austin, I suppose you would not
think of putting off your visit to the
Harrisons? I know Marian expects
you —but I think if she knew the pleas
ure you would be giving that poor
child whose days aro numbered, she
would I*j the first to bid you stay, in
a ease like this there cau be no ques
tion of disloyalty to her. And, Austin.
—if you can—for Heaven's sake let her
i till bolieve that she has found the af
fection she has craved all her life. The
deception won't be very long, and it
will comfort her more in her last
struggles than I —or the entire college
of physicians—could hope to do with
ail the scienu« that the world has ever
known!"
Five weeks later, in Ida's bedroom a
thin ribbon of spring sunshine had
struggled through a crevice of the
window-blind and lay a bright streak
across the floor. Outside, the garden
was cheerful with the song of birds
and the rustling of leaves. Inside, sat
the little cripple prop|>ed up with pil
lows, her pitiful vitality burning itself
slowly away.
She knew she was dying, but the
knowledge brought her no fear. I'er
haps she believed that If eternity held
for her worbe torture than she had yet
eudured she had served on earth an
apprenticeship to pain long enough to
fit her for it. I'erhaps Austin Mar
shall's companionship and sympathy
during the lastfew weeks were making
the end comparatively easy. At any
rate, when the door was opened quiet
ly and he looked In, violin in hand, she
greeted hiui with a grateful smile.
"I.lke to have some music?" he
asked, cheerfully, though ho was
pained to mark each,, day how her hold
on life was weakening. "What shall I
play?"
"Give trie mine," she said, suddenly,
"aud we'll piny together."
The violin lay, as usual, on the table
close by, but Austin hesitatod.
"if you really feel equal to the ex
ertion," he began, and then, answer
ing tile command in her eyes, he
passed it to her without another word.
With tremulous fingers she drew
her bow across the strings, aud, recog
nizing In the opeulng notes her favor
ite "Lied," by Schubert, Austin softly
followed, uml in a moment wiut so ab
sorbed he scarce noticed how her bow
ing became gradually weaker, until it
faltered and stopped Just liofore the
concluding bars, lie looked up in sud
den apprehension. Surely her faeu hud
not worn that strange jjray shadow
just before?
"Ida!"
She did not move.
"Ida! What is the matter—what
U it?"
She opened her eyes, but they fell on
him without a gleam of recognition.
Then she drop|>ed them on the violin
she was still holding A faint smile
rested for a moment on her lips. With
an unsteady hand she iiioflhanirally
raised ln-r bow. Then, with one chord
—that of the Diminished Seventh -It
dropped from her relaxing hold, but
not before Austin had involuntarily
concluded the phrase, im that the
Diminished Seventh was resolved Into
perfect harmony. lllaek and White.
GLADSTONES GREAT POWER.
No lillirr Man of llix I rntiiry lla. WtoldMl
a. WI.I.- an ■filtiwmer.
Happy the man who can sit on the
fence and wait! Happy the politician
who is old enough to have gone through
all the turmoil of electioneering and Is
not too old to find enjoyment as a
Jookcr-on! Happy the man smoking
the pipe of peace and listening to the
echoes of the fight and turning them to
the music of his own reminiscences!
Mr. (Hailstone, says the Newcastle
• hroniclc, finds It hard to sit still. He
lii-ars the trumpet call and the roll of
the drum and would gladly be in the
contest once more, but the Joints are
stiff and the eyes aro mim. He does
not hear so well as he did and he must
be content with the reports of the
lighting and a passing remark of com
mendation or dissent.
There is something peculiarly
pathetic in the situation of Mr. Glad
stone, still moved by the desire to fight
but without the power of physical im
pulse. It might have been better for
the world hail he confined his vast in*
telleet to moral philosophy or to
abstruse theology, or had been a priest
or even a sold ier, thau to have put his
heart and soul into politics. A soldier.
would he not have smittoD the enemy
hip and I hlgh? A priest, who could
have stood against his uggresslve
theology? A philosopher, what subtle
theories he would have launched
against the schools? Now that he Is
old and still brave us a Hon, we can
only rejoice that he has done less harm
as a polltlcul dictator than might have
been permitted to him had time re
newed Ills lease of active life.
No man of otir day has exercised
such a fascination upoli his followers.
His personality was sufficient to im
press the Scotch Into aequlesccuce with
ills least practical schemes. The spell
of his name and his remarkable Individ
uality withdrawn, Scotland gradually
itn iiiiues her normal characteristics. It
was the same in Kngland as lu Scot
land. Mr. Gladstone, not hbt policy,
was the mainspring of his party suc
eess; and his opponent# may bo forgiven
for the desire to have the
same influence over the Irish brought
about his strange and sudden conver
sion to home rule
Anyhow, he is a remarkable in an, a
statesman whom all parties are willing
to i onor, a llgure und a personality
that will always 111) a deeply Interest
ing chapter of British history, and a
scholar who will hold a high place in
the esteem and respect of tile learned
alt the world over. While the now
lights of statecraft are flashing upon
the horizon of a general election
fraught with tremendous Issues to tho
country, his lantern burns dimly, Ida
sun is setting, and If "Kngland to her
self prove true," the |H>pular statesman
will have reasi»n to exercise the patience
that belongs to age anil to philosophy
when the Inst echoes of the present
contest reach llawsrdei|.
DOROTHY.
A klendar little maiden, in s dulnty, ruffied
jown.
Whose eyes of brown glance sbjrlj to and fro:
Her chin ts tllt»d up
I.lke s cloven lily-cup.
And her cheek, hate stel a the popples' crim
son glow.
A hat that's big and shr Jy overtops her bonnj
head;
To keep the sun out, oprasds t he circling rim.
Dul the csutloa is la vain.
It was donned too late, 'tis plain.
For he's tangled In her curls be neath the
brim!
Every step she treads so ijualnlly In her ttay
buckled shoes,
Tskes her farther intho kingdom of my heurt.
She's my gracious queen, so loyal.
And I'm her subject loyal.
And she rules me with a tender, loving heart.
O. gracious llttla sovereign, may the swiftly
passing years.
With their overflowing freight of Joy and
pain,
I.ay the sorro-/ at my doors.
Lsy the happiness at yours.
Aud the harvest ucoa of heartsease never
wane!
—Boston Transcript.
THE AERONAUT'S STORY.
"Is Jack Tunnlciiffe going with you
to-morrow, Tom?" said my wife to me.
"I wish you would take some one else."
"Why, Norali?'' 1 asked.
"He's been stranger than ever in his
manner since his wife died, I hear. In
fact, I've been tola by more thau one
person that he's quite insane at times.
It's not to be wondered at If ho is, poor
fellow. 1 dou't know a sadder case.
He'd only been married a week. Such
a horrible death, too! It's enough to
turn a man's brain, and I mustcoufcss,
Tom, I wish Jack was not going with
you."
"Nonsense, Norah! People always
exaggerate and make the worst of
things, as you know. If a man's at all
origi'nui or eccentric, it's at once
assumed that he's non compos. Of
course, Jack's low-spirited and absent
minded, uml pcrhups a bit peculiar at
times. How con he help broodiug over
his terrible loss? lie wants some ex
citing occupation to take off his
thoughts from his trouble. He's fond
of ballooning as I am, and a trip will
do him all the good in the world."
The übove conversation between my
wife and myself took place on the
evening before the day which I had
fixed for a balloon ascent. Ballooning
was my hobby. I had conceived a
liking for it on my first ascent. This
liking had become a "craze," for the
novel experleuce and strange sensation
of sailing over houses and trees, and of
soaring into the clouds, had a peculiar
fascination for me
Recently, I had tried utility with
pleasure, and had made some ascents
solely for scientlilc purposes. I had
found a kindred spirit in young Tuunl
cllffe, and we had had many delightful
and successful trips together. Owing
to the untimely death of my friend's
wife, our aerial expeditions had been
suspended for «,while. As several
weeks had elapsed since that sad event,
I felt anxious to resume expedi
tions, and as Tunnlciiffe had expressed
his willingness to accompany me, a
day had been fixed for our next trip.
It was when I was talking to my wife
about this self same trip that she ex
pressed her regret that Jack Tunnl
ciiffe was going with me.
I had not much difliculty, however,
In overcoming her objections and al
laying her fears. She was not averse
to my hobby, and hail even accom
panied me In one or two of my Jour
neys In the air. Moreover she sym
pathized with mo in my desire "to
make some useful discovery," aad was
therefore unwilling to damp my ardor,
or hinder the progress of my observa
tions. She had felt the exhilarating
effect of a balloon ascent, aud my ref
erence to the benefit young TnnulcllfTe
would probably derive from the pro
jected trip appealed to her experience
as well as to her tender heart.
Accordingly, next day at the ap
pointed time, everything beldg In readl
ness, we started on our aerostatic
Journey. Tunnlciiffe, contrary to his
usual demeanor, seemed a little ex
cited. but tills caused mo no appre
hension. Ills Interest had apparently
been awakened, and It was only natural
that he should be animated on such
an occasion. The balloon was set at lib
erty as soon us we had taken our seats,
aud tlie machine rose beautifully. There
was a gentle breeze, which bore us
slightly southward. Wo rose slowly
at Urst, and so had plenty of time to
gaze on the vast anil extending panor
ama below us.
Presently we entered a huge bank or
mountain of cloud of the kTud called
cumulus, and were surrounded by a
chilling mist which induced us to put
on the wraps we had brought. When
we emerged from the cloud a scene of
fulry-llke beauty suddenly burst upou
us. We were In a kind of basin sur
rounded by mountains of clouds of the
most fantastic shapes, of enormous
size, and of dazzling brightness Now
ii nil then, as rose, we v-sught sight
also of wondrous ravine* of curious
shape und great depth. These moun
tains of clouds, with their silvery and
golden sides, their their
varied tints and summits of daz/.llug
whiteness, presented to our wondering
a scene of surpassing beauty anil
grandeur.'
This sublime spectacle evoked my
highest udmlrutlou, while the silence
and vastncHs of space Inspired me with
awe. I drank in these exquisite and
varied delights with such avidity and
with such absorbing iutorest that I
had scarcely looked at, or spoken to,
my companion since we had started.
Hut an exclamation from him now di
verted my attention, and, glancing at
him, I was surprised to see that ho had
risen and was much exulted.
"What is it. Jack?" I aslied.
"Isn't It glorious?" he replied. "I
wonder If Heaven Is much more lieautl
ful? How delightful It would be If wo
could reach it! I should see my Ada
again, then."
"My dear follow!" 1 interposed,
hastily, somewhat alarmed not so
much by Ills words as by his excited
manner and wild look; "yon think too
much of these things. You have been
brooding over your loss more than U
good for you. Will you—"
"At any rate," cried he, vehemently.
"It's worth trying, so hero gi»es," and
sel/.lng one of the sandbags he threw
it over. The lightened balloon at ouce
began to rise more quickly.
"What are you doing, Jack?" I shout
ed "For heaven's sake keep eslip.
We aro a good height already. We
sh tn't be able to breathe If we go
much higher. It's getting uncomfort
able, as It Is."
"Shan't we? We shall see about
that. I'm going to try, anyhow. Be
sides, I don't cure if I can't breathe. I
want to see my Ada That's all I care
about."
I began to fear the worst. Was he
going mad? Were the reports my wife
had heard literally true, and uot ex
aggerated after all? What a fool I had
been not to be more cautious! Whether
he was mud or not, he was lu a danger
ous mood, and my position was far
from pleasant To oppinui him wuulil
evidently aggravate him anil make
matters worse. To humor him was un
doubtedly the wisest course.
"f.ook here, Juck!" I cried. "You
nuy you want to sen Ada. I cau tell
you of a l>ettcr and surer way of going
to her thau this. If you will listen to
me (here I Involuntarily moved my
hand toward the valve cord) If you
will listen to me I—"
"None of your blarney, man! I'm
liot to lie wheedled so. I'm too old a
Voy for that Hefcjv - V'v gyrU »l'Jue,
can't you? I'm not £oinir down a»fain
to-day. I'm ifoing to see what's np
there, and don't you try to stop me,"
and be glared fiercely at me.
The horrible nature of my situation
was now only too apparent—there
could no longar be any doubt of Tun
nlcllffe's condition. I was in a balloon
with a madman, and about four miles
from the earth. I felt the cold sweat
on my brow, and my brain begun to
reel. But witß a tremendous effort I
pulled myself together, for my only
chance of safety was in retaining my
self-possession. To attempt to over
power him was out of the question—
the strength of a lutlmn is so well
known. My only hope of escape was
to outwit him. But how? Forced in
to unnatural activity as my brain was
by my desperate situation, and by the
necessity of prompt action, I could
think of no device or ruse that would
do any good; I was completely at the
mercv of the madman.
The hopelessness of my case para
lyzed all my energies. I felt unable to
move or speak, and even the power to
think was almost gone. In my despair
I glanced at the valve cord. Owing
to the rotary motion of the balloon It
had unfortunately become entangled.
To free It I should be obliged to leave
the car and climb Into the ring. But
to attempt such a thing (even if I were
physically capable of I.) would be cer
tain to lead to a struggle which would
as certainly send oue or both of us out
of the car.
We were now at such a height that
asphyxia was imminent. I could hear
ray heart throb quite plainly. I
breathed with dlfficulti', and a horri
ble sensation like that of sea-sickness
came over me. The cold was so in
tense that I shivered, notwithstanding
my wraps. The mental strain was ter
rible. I was almost frantic. Know
ing, however, that in a few minutes I
should be unconscious, ->nd that then
all would be over with me, I nerved
myself for one last effort.
As 1 rose from my seat my eye fell
on the grapnel. Foitunately it was on
my side of the car. A sudden idea
struck me, here was a weapon to
hand. It was an awful thought—it
would be a terrible deed. But there
was now no alternative, no time for
delay. My senses wer« going. I
fttretched out my hand, but the mad
man, who never took his eye off ine,
had detected my purpose. With a sud
den movement he darted forward and
seized the grapnel, but In his eager
ness to forestall roe he had precipitat
ed himself too far over Cue side of the
car aud almost lost hi« balance. He
made a desperate effort to recover
himself, but, seized with a sudden and
irresistible Impulse, I pushed him over,
and with a horrible yoll, which rings
in my ears whenever I recall the oc
currence, the madman disappeared
from my sight.
Almost lasil myself—l am not sure
that I was not quite so Just then—l
climbed Into the ring to reach the
valve line. But my hands were so
stiff and numb with the cold that I
could not gra»p the cord. By a kind
of Inspiration which seemed providen
tial I seized the eord with my teeth,
and after two or three tugs the valve
opeued with a loud clang, anil the bal
loon began to descend. Thank heav
en! I was saved. My hands being use
less, I was obliged to throw up my
arms and drop into the car, where I
lay motionless and unrousclous for
awhile.
My swoon could not have lasted more
thau a few seconds, for when I recov
ered the barometer showed that I was
still in a high altitude, although the
balloon was descending rapidly. I
rubbed and beat my hands until the
circulation was restored. Then I set
about taking the necessary precautious
against a too rapid descent. But I
acted more like an automaton than a
conscious agent, for I seemed in a kind
of a stupor or trance all the time.
How and where I reached the solid
earth I cannot say. I have only a dim,
hazy recollection of lielng surrounded
by a crowd of people. Some were
bending over me and seemed to l»o
questioning me, but 1 couldn't make
out what they said. I folt an awful
pain In my head, aud remember noth
ing more until I found myself lu bed
In a dark room and my wife bendlug
over me. This was several days after
ward, and I learned then that I had
been brought home In a delirious state
and had had brain fever.
When I recovered niy friend* con
gratulated me, aud tried ta persuade
nie tliat an toy homicidal act waa doue
In self-defense It waa Juatiflable. I
hope It was, but I can uever recall it
without inisgivinga and horror, and I
have never made a balloon ascent since
—Tit-Blta
WHEN MEN ARE HELPLESS.
ft f« on a Nhopplng: Kipedlllou or W!i*u
fllottU Into a Twllwun.
"Of course," said the *colal phlloso
plior, according to the Philadelphia
Times getting interested in her sub
ject, "you understand about the shop
ping question. You must never, under
any circumstances, take a man Into a
dry goods store with you, for the first
tiling he'll say wl|l be an emphatlo
'There's not another man In this whole
place except the clerks,' or a soft, meek
little 'I feel like a fish out of water."
There Is something about the hea|wt of
dress materials and the hanging rows
of gloves mid hosiery that makes a man
appear ridiculously funny to the femi
nine eye, and you don't dare laugh, be
cause If you do he will be highly indig
nant, and will be very likely to march
off in a towering rage.
"And never, never, under any circuin
stances, take him into a downtown tea
room. The short trip In the elevator,
along with a dozen hurrying women
iiml six dozen bundle*, la enough to
make him say swear word* under his
breath, and If he happens to be big and
broad-ahoulderad, lie soeuia as out of
place as a washtuh in a drawing rootn.
Unless he is es|Miclally good-natured,he
will tag along behind you like a crimi
nal shunning the ilcteollves.and when ho
strolls toward the table he looks around
In the vain hope of finding a fellow
mortal In the sauw miserable distress.
If he locates any such shipwrecked
male being, bis face brightens peroeptl
lily; If he sees only a wriggling mass of
bonnets, ho Is crosser than ever. He
robe)s at th« Idea of eating off a little
dessert plate and snee»s silently at the
silly little nugur bowl, lint he can't
help It, for he probably feels as uncon
futable us a girl would were she in a
barber shop or a men's clothing store."
A I'rftrtlrnl W«#rkor.
Cora (on the hotel veranda) You say
t hat man Is a geologist?
Mcrrltt Yes. lie Is picking out
stones for a patent medicine flrui to
paint advertisements Oil. - Judge.
Torrlbla* lllnw fr>llt>it llltu.
I tagger Soiyo one told me that your
« if.- WM killed In a eyclOM oat west.
Wugger Yea. 1 tell you, old man,
that was the grejitest blow I ever had.
—Town Topics.
Vsrjr riN-.h™'
< ustxiiuc.r - I« this Hah fresh?
Fish lleitler —Certainly; It's been fresh
for the last week or so.—Texas Hlft
luga. ,
MwnrUßN Mr.
Tuglclgh -What is the best way to
get. out of a bad scru|>e?
Wagl^lgh—- Let your Iward grow. N.
Y World.
A
Tt»o»« »it<i«a lht«| *r« woiidfOHMlf -
A pflrßOtt Inltftil pmitlrr »
li.r• * ««jr h« Hinl
To nii*kr Hl' hU fUltt'l
If thuy'ro louJer l» color or tiiuufe
-WubioiVy ttUr
A NEW JERSEY POKER STORY.
Hk; Four flayers UliMnl the skkH
Kqually A tuoa| rhfaiMltri.
A straight flush in the great Amer
ican game of draw poker is such a rari
ty that the person holding it is regarded
as one of the luwt fortunate and bleaeed
of mortals, savs the Summit (X. J.)
llecord. Devotees of that game will
peruse the following story with in
credulity. but its absolute autheuticity
can be verified by at least ten thor
oughly reliable witnesses: A party of
four players entered a place not a
thousand miles from Summit one night
and prepared to enjoy a few hours of
recreation at their favorite game. An
other game in progress at the time was
full, so the four players were obKged
to start at an adjoining table.
The "jack pot" came around, each of
the four players filled in aud the game
proceeded. The cards, regulation pack,
fifty-two cards, were cut by the player
to the right of the dealer and dealt out
in the regular manner. The first play
er to the left of the dealer opened the
"jack pot" and each succeeding player
in turn raised. The limit was ten cent*
and the players are usually light bet
tors, so that the raising and lively
chipping in before the draw created
considerable surprise. NY hen the deal
er prepared to serve the cards for the
draw each of the players stood "pat - *
and the betting again started.
When each of the players had chipped
in ten dollars it was decided to stop tho
betting, as that amount had never be
fore been wagered on a game iu tho
place and none of the players could af
ford to risk a greater amount Wlieu
the hands were shown some of Ae
players almost succumbed to heart dis
ease, for there lay four straight flushes,
one of each suit and all running from
four to eight. The pot was divided nod
the cards were carefully put away ia a
case to be preserved as a reminder of
the greatest poker hands ever held in
this section and probablv in the I'nited
States.
BICYCLES INSTEAD OF WATCHES
B*;> of To-Dt; Want Wheel* IHIM4 of
Timepiece*.
Bicycles and watches are not much
alike, and it is difficult to see how tho
sale of oue can affect the sale of the
other. It is a fact, nevertheless, that
nlnce the bicycle fever took hold In ite
present intense form the sale of high
grade watches liaa greatly reduced.
Parents who buy bicycles for their
children do not buy watches unless,
perhaps, they get cheap ones, so th«
young ones may know when it is time
to come home to dinner.
"The decrease in the sale of watches
has been very noticeable," aaid a Chi
cago jeweler tho other day, "and I
trace it to no other cause than the
bicycle. For instance, when a boy be
came fifteen or sixteen years old in for
mer days it was the custom for his
parents to present him with a watch —
generally a costly affair—which usually
lasted him the better part of his life.
Hut It is different now. The boy
clauiors for a bicycle, and he generally
gets it, although it does not last as long
and usually cost* more than a watch.
This same trait I have noticed iu peo
ple of older years. When they get
enough money on hand to buy a watch
the bicycle fever strikes thein, and then
they go out and invest in a wheel."
A FRUITLESS CHASE.
The I'MIMM off • Gallant
BMNMb
An American lady, promenading In
Florence, suddenly missed her purse.
The suspicious movements of a van in
front matle her boldly demand the
stolen property, aud the man actually
hunded over her purse. Indignant at
such daylight robbery, the lady stoppod
an elegnntly dressed man, aud, in ex
cited tones, to pourout her griev
ance. Merely waiting to hear: "That
man stole my purse!" the gallant
Italian rushed after the thief, who
promptly took to his heels, But tho
thief was the more nimble of tho tiro,
aud dually dodged his pursuer. Red
faced, perspiring and out of breath, fbo
gentleman turned back to meet U»o
lady with profound apologies. "Mai
am, I am very sorry. I did my bent,
but your purse isgoue." "Oh, no,"'she
replied, sweetly. "I havo my purso. I
got it back from the uian." "(lot your
purse back?" ho repeated. "What .did
you waut, then?" "Want? Why, I
waut justice," said the lady, calmly, ft
was too much even for pfoverbial luU
iun urbanity, nnil, almost choking
with vexation, ho gasped: "Justlcol
To think that 1 should have run myself
into a perspiration for justice!"
WHERE SOUBRETTES START.
Many of Theiu Klr*t Heffln I* Hear* White
I'laylng In the Ntreet.
in this sge of burlesques slid ballet
girls, when furee comedies sre plenti
fully supplied with high kickers and
dancers, and whan even thu chorus girls
are expected to trip the light fantastic
toe, oue often wonders where all ths
dunclng fflrls como from. The natural
inference Is that they secure their first
knowledge of the graceful art In ttid
dancing schools, after which they are
prepared for the stage by person* who
maku a business of that sort of thing,
llut many a dancing girl will tell you
that her first school was the sidewalk,
and tier first inspiration the strains of
a perambulating street piano, presided
over by sn Italian grinder. Indeed, It
is no uncommon sight to see a crowd of
interested spectators gathered about
one of these street UIIISICIMUS, the at
traction Ix'lng not Iu the music, but In
tho graceful movements of list* little
girls. Some of these children execute
some very pretty steps, and occasion
ally their itcrfornianccs are as clever 4s
some seen upon tho st^ge
(lulls M Weather Prophets.
It is a widespread belief, both In
Scotland and I'lster, that the Hue: "Son
gull, sea gull, sit on the stand, it's
never good weather while you'rn on
land," alludes to the well-known fact
that when the bird flies out early and
fur to seawsrd, or remains on tho sand,
fair weather may be looked for, while
if It takes a contrary course atortM
most frequently follow
Now* ln«ee<i.
A geography published In 1819 con
tains the following startling descrip
tion of that section of our country
which Charles Dudley Warner has bap
tized "Our Italy:" "California is a
wild and almost unknown land, cov
ered throughout the year by dense
fogs, damp as they are unliealthful.
< In the northern shores live anthropoph
agi, and lu the Interior are active
volcanoes and vast plains of shifting
snow, which sometimes shoot up col
umns to Inconceivable heights." The
book adds that some of these state
ments would seem Incredible were they
not so well authenticated by trust
worthy travelers!
Not No Mneh After Alt
A Frenchman was boasting that l)(i
had thoroughly mastered the Kngllsh
lsii|fuatfe, when he was asked to write
from dictation the following choice
specimen of our choice eccentric ver
nacular: "As Hugh Hughes was hew
ing a yulv log from a yew Iree a man
dressed lu garments of dark hue came
up to Hugh and suhl: 'Have you seen
my ewes?" To which he replied: 'lf
you will wsit uulll I hew this yew I
will if» with you to look for your
ewes ' " After un attempt Ihe French*
man admitted his mistake. Ho used to
Imagine he was used to Kngllsh speak
ing, but he would )>e more careful how
he used tho language In future.
TSTo 35
AN IMPORTANT PROBLEM.
Mtall I'rof romlve Dtlijruwa Hay or Brs*«l
Their Cow*?
The above question Is surely a very
practical one. No one who has at any
time attempted to establish a herd of
dairy cows but will kuow what a diffi
cult matter it Is to got together a col
lection of ' cows which shall at once
Cove profitable In the practical, work
g dairy. If oue vaalxn up his mind
to make dairying a specialty, and If he
U In a hurry'to got at It, the'n, of
course, he must depend largely on out
side buying for his foundation herd
Bat nftor he has the cows aud ha .
thoroughly tested each individual,
weeding* oat undesirable onea, so thu*.
he kaowi thoee'he has left are profit
able from Itis point of view, then the
question arises, shall he raise his OJV.-I
ptovk to' sugelv future demands or
pbali he depeud upon buying, a* In th
irst Instance? There are many got*;
ronaeaa'why lys should raise his ov\ :
coera. fti the first place, having ».e
--cured a herd of cows whlih has devel
oped, to a marked degree, the trii!:
and butter* producing tendency, h
has but to aeearo a well-bred d;-.lry
bnU.to breed his cows to, to be quite
Sfl-'e of getting what he seek:..
The kslfere gyt by this mating will
prove equal If not superior
athelr»lam*. These facts are taken
frcep a dairyman's point of vtew. Tho
yenng things arc cheaply raised up to
the point oC milk giving. To say the
least, they ean be raised as cheaply a .
they ean be purchased, aud then yo-.\
mast take your chauces aud—not ol
ways sonnd judgment ff you buy—as
to whether they will make good con s
or not On the other hand, there is
no question but what It Is a grout
amount of extra work and a source of
annoyance to break a number of heifers
eaeh year, and again, they, of course,
arc not as dairy animals
as adult cows are at their best But
we should remember that if a heifer is
fed Intelligently from birth with the
Idea of making a cow of her, her worth
as a dairy animal will be greatly en
hanced. We'have often seen young hel -
era for the first time In milk yielding
larger profits than some of the older
cows. The young heifers are con
stantly getting better, while the cows
will spon begin to fail as old age ap
proaches
V»e should adv(se by all means that
dairymen breed and raise their own
cows.— Herbert W. Mumford, la Prairie
Farmer.
SHADE FOR PASTURES.
If There Are No tree* Recourse Mast lie
Had to Artificial Means.
Where pastures contain no trees for
shade in the strong heat of summer, it
Is cruel not to afford some artificial
shade for the stock. Such shelter
TEMPORARY fill APR FOR STOCK,
should be provided on humane
grounds, but-thero is a question of dol
lars and cnts tn It as well. Dlscom
fort of any kind lessens productivencs .
and growth. A rough shed of boards,
or even n rough framework covered
with greea boughs, will answer tlu
purpoee very we\l, but where lumlx-r
Is expeusfro ant) green boughs are not
at hand, ehtrttp cotton cloth can h>
used y qjr effectively, and economical
ly. liuefc elotth can be bought for five
ecu** er less a yard, and can be
stretefetf over a framework set up
against tiyi pssAire fence.—American
Agriculturist
Butter Fats from Whey.
A new source of butter has been dis
covered by the Cornell college of agrl
culture. It la found in tho whey, n
woe's product, hi ctieese making, which
has kitretofure been only fed to ho#*,
not very good food for
the in. rfiiyovery is a method by
« k&A che be.-t*r fata, always present,
lit A whey. e*a" be separated and
used hi making butter. The separa
tor machine Is used. The saving
will be sufi!elent In a large cheese fac
tory to nay for a separator In a short
time. It means a saving to New York
dairymen of fully $1,000,000 worth of
butter per year. The butter made by
this process Is said to be of excellent
quality.
The Texturo of flatter.
The, texture of butter depends part
ly on the animal, partly on feed, and
partly upon the temperature of t..e
cream when churned. Cows that givt.
the richest milk make the woet aolld
butter. Iu suck cows what should go
to make suet or beef fat la turned Into
the milk ptanda The saiqe result
coiues from feeding very rloh food like
cotton-seed meal. A small quantity of
this mixed with wheat bran should bo
fed to cows; it will make butter much
limner during hot weather In summer,
but it will need In addition that the
milk and cream be kept In a cool place.
-N. V. World.
Th* I»*maed for Ratter.
'lhe people of the United States eat
on tho average abqut four pounds of
butter for each bushel of wheat con
sumed as food. From this It Is essy t >
see that so far as tho home market I
concerned butter brings the farmer
more money than wheat, aud yet thei
are some folks who think the dairy In
dustry, which Includes the sale of mllli
for food, and the manufacture <
cheese as well ae of butter, Is not
very much importance as compare t
with wheat raising.
No (Xmpartaon.
Clever ton Do you regard an engage
ment. as serious na marriage?
Dasliaway—More no, old man. The
most serious thing I ever did was to be
com* engaged to three girls at the
same time.- Brooklyn Life.
lfow Ihe Trouble Regan.
"I wouldn't wear bloomers for any
thing," said the thin girl.
"Neither would I if 1 were you," re
p.led the plump girl.
An<l that's why they do not speaU
now. -Chicago Post.
A Slight Alteration.
Ada Do yon thlpk the word "obex"
should be omitted from the marriage
service?
Ida--Omitted? Certainly not H
should mesely be transferred to tl..s
other |>ai ty to the contract.—Truth.
When Ad«ui Hf»rrl*«l.
Two children are "making up" eon
tiudruins at a party. One asks:
"At what time was Adam married",
"(Jive It up."
"Oh, on his wedding live."—l'hlludi I
phla Lutheran.
Menaee to feileet rian*.
"Beverly ought not to be allowed l i
ride a whs^"
"\WIV not?"
"H«<e so thin you can't see him when
he's coming toward you." Chicago
llecord. . \