VOL.' xxxv Fall Footwear The time of the year is coming when good substantial footwe. r is very much needed. y-fc • * |) LARGE FALL STOCK IS ALL IN 1 £ I Hravy plain and Hoi Toe K, ots and Shoes — Ladies' solid water-proof Calf Lace and Button Shoes for every wear, and a very large stock of School Shoes which we are offering special inducements in this line. Rubber Boots and Shoes of all kinds Also large stock of Felt Boots and Shoes of all kinds at rock bottom prices. Owing 'o the large ordei which we placed with the manufacturers we are pre pared to sell good water-proof footwear at away down prices. CALL AND SEE US. Our premium Field Seed Corn to which we will give ($lO oo) ten dollars worth of footwear free to the party bring the best selection. The corn to tie brought in any time from now to October sth. No corn will be received after October sth. A selection of twelve ears will *>e sufficient to judg • from. The corn will be j, dgcd by three uninterested farmcs October 19th. and announcements will then be made in the county papers stating wto brought the best selection of corn. Bring in your corn and remember us when you want winter footwear and we will save you money. JOHN BICKEL. BUTLER, PA. HUSELTONS S»FnH Fall Footwear. It presents an opportunity for economical buying that nobody can afford to miss. This store is crowded with the newest of new styles selected with experienc ed care as to quality, good taste as to style, and generous prodiga'iJy as to variety It is The Right Place To get the Right goods • At the Right Prices. With the liest of everything the new season brings and prices down to the low est point ever named for honest goods, we expect a share of your patronage be cause you cannot afford to pass us by. See our Jamestown ( N. Y.) Shoes in We want all parents in Butler county V) Boy's and Youths' high-cut, copper- see our Children's School Shoes. They tipped two soles and tap cut from are not equalled in point of stvle, dur cboice whole stock; best shoes in ability or price in Butler. Have tliein Butler in kip, oil grain, kangaroo and crack- Men's hi«h-cut box and plain toe Shoes proof calf, !on«ola and box calf; hand aud Boots, cut from veal, kip, oil grain some styles, fashioned on the newc:ii and kangaroo calf. models. They will please you. Women's. Misses's and Children's Shoes, We are leaders in Rubber and Kelt hand-pegged and standard in kid, un- Goods of all kinds. Our goods are it!: lined oil grain, kangaroo anc: crack fresh, made to our order; 110 old job proof calf with tips or plain toe; all lots to run off; prices same that otlieis widths, Ato K, button or lace. No ask f, r job lots. See us before yo* 1 better goods made; they are warranted buy whole block and water-proof. B. C. HUSRLTON, Butler's Leading Shoe House. Opposite Hotel Low | HE IS A WISE HAN \ ? —WHO SECURES HIS CLOTIIINO FROM— 4 i J t J. S. YOUNG, $ | THE MERCHANT TAILOR, £ J —— J t The k'mmlh, style, lit and g«Hra] make || ii|> of his suits £ !| TELL their own v% \ ,% v% [F~ FOR EFFECT. r V : ' | I | j Men won't buy clothing for tl*e purpose I t > ftof spending money. They desire to get the \i XV i \>-- -/best possible results for the money expend -1 J /I 1_ Not cheap goods but goods as cheap as \ y>*S' / -{ | v ftthey can be sold and made up propetly If JP---4 i;l t U /- xyon want the correct thing at the correct f 1 | V I. V— >/ call on u«, we nave reduced our spring I lli \\ Ao ftand summer goods down to make room for \ ij | / ' ur * ieav^ y i it' i I n [jj - 1 I Fits Guaranteed. II + 'o f 1 Ph* Merchant Tailor. 142 N. Main St., Butler Pape sros, JEWEIs€RS. ! We Will Save You Money On Watches Clocks, ) Silverware, 184-7 Rodger Bros, c SPlateware and Sterling c Goods. \ Our Repair Department takes ill all kinds of Watches, Clocks and Jewelry, etc 122 S. Main St. Old gold and silver taken the same as cash. -THE BUTLER CITIZEN. Biliousness bcnMd bf I rj • v r, wlm b prerw -d -• - an i permits to l telwiiuit and tae stomach. f lieu follow dizziness, hPJuhich's Hood's msomina, nervousni ss. and, can fl not r liev -!. ! ..lit n fi-ver •| 8 A or bl I" i- ■ Hi d' 3MI £)> 1 '• rouse i liver. ev ►mtlflw, '•>; ;• '■ TU. ■)i .• Jim ' with llood : .Narsaparula I TlionBan«l» are Trylnc It. In ordet to prove the great merit of Ely's Cream Balm, the most effective cure for Catarrh and Cold in Head, we have pre pared a generous trial size for 10 cents. Get it of your druggist or send 10 cents to ELY BliOS., 50 Warren St., X. Y. City. I suffered from catarrh of the vror*t Kind ! ever since a boy. and I hoped for ! C ure, but Ely's Cream Balm seems mdo even that. Many acquaintance > bav. ' it with excellent results. —< >*car Uatrum, 45 Warren Ave., Chicago, 111. Elv's Cream Balm is the acknowledged ' cnr"*for catarrh and contains no cocaine, [ mercury nor any injurious drupj. Iri e, 60 cent's At druggists or by mail. "Move Up" +*+ + * Is a law universal. Evolution is another name for it. The street car conductor says "move up." Com petition says "move up." To move anything requires "push." A good pusher requires strength. Our strength is in low prices, reliable goods, and attractive service. We have quite a lot of broken lots of sum mer wear going at 1-2 price. Test our mu tual bene fit plan on its merits. -J- + 4- + -J- Ed. Coibert, Successor to Colbert & Dale. Great Shoe Sale vK\ _ \ | At C. E. Miller's Are you in the market for good footwear cheap. This is to be a great month at our store. Summer shoes and slippers must go and if you are needing any call while the selection is large. Red Hot Prices. Mon's Tan Shoos 51.19. Sl.4ft, SI.W Men's "iufT Shoes 9ft, 1.111, 1.!54 Men's Working Shoes in, 1.19. 1.34 Men's Blnych- shoes.. ... l.lli. 1.24, 1.50 Ljidles' Fine Shoes 9ft, I 19, 1.4s Ladles' Oxford Ties 4ft, 74. 9* Ladles' Serpe SI I ppors Si (Jaiters £">. 4»< Roys' Fine Buff Shrws ... ***, 1.34 Youth's Fine Buff Shoes... us We Hold Nothing Back. Sell shoes is our watch word. All summer shoes must go. This will be a mon'h long to be remembered by those wno attend this sale. Repairing Done Promptly. C.E. MILLER. OIL MEAL u>rlit upon proper uotifl- utlon by PEARSON B. NACE. Telephone, No. 219. THE WAY TO RUN A FARM. (An Old Fanner s Talk to His Roys.) When 1 was young at farming. I'd walch the turnip-tops. And quickly go to v. i^hing For good. big. rousing crops I wished for mammoth pumpkins All others to outweigh: In short. I took to nothing But wishing all the day. A solace sweet and soothing In every wish would lurk. Till dreaming speculation Seemed surer hard work. I wished my cellar full of Potatoes with a will; I wished the granary groaning With corn to go to mill. While other farmers wished for A good supply of rain, I thoucht It as sound logic To wish for fruit and grain. And so 1 went on wishing. Contented with my lot. In autumn no potatoes '■* Were boiling In my pot. I tell you I discovered That wishing only breeds Keen disappointment; wishing Won't pull up choking weeds; It won't hoe corr. In summer. Or husk It In the fall; I tell you. boys, that wishing Won't run a farm at aIL That winter my potatoes I had to go and buy Right from my smiling neighbors. Who had a good supply. They'd slyly oudg- their elbows. And taught me with a laugh. That labor's wheat that's golden, And speculation chaff I learned this goodly lesson— And in my heart it teems— One day of honest labor Is worth ten years of dreams. And now In idly wishing, My duty ne'er I shirk; But just roll up my shirt-sleeves. And like a beaver work. —B. K. Munkittrick, in Golden Days. IA IiESSON IN SWIMMING.! | I Jjjj How the Bronze-Faced Young Man Sh jj Was Fooled by a Mite of a Girl. g ES." said the young man with the reconcentrado-bronzed face and hands—he returned, a couple of days ago, from a two week's cruise down the river—"that girl surely did put Jt on me pretty hard, and if she didn't make me feel like 30 dark, mauve, alloyed cents of the realm, I never was made to feel that way. "I met her at one of the family beaches on brackish water, 'way down the river. The morning I hauled my sloop alongside the pier I met a Wash ington chap I knew, and he took me walking down the row of cottages. The girl was sitting alone on the cot tage pavilion belonging to her people's summer shack, overlooking the river. The Washington chap introduced me to her. I didn't see 'em exchange any winks, but I'm going to bruise him up some, anyhow, the first time I meet him, on general principles. The girl was about 19, and just about as demure a one as you ever saw. We worked oft the usual line of talk, and then, as the got her togs on. tide was high, and it was about the bathing hour, I suggested » swim. " 'Can you swim?' I asKed her. " 'Oh, a very, very little,' she replied, shyly. " 'Oh, that's all right,' said I —and I guess she must have thought I was nothing but a half-grown, clumsy New foundland, at that —'I'll teach you. I'm pretty nearly the real thing when it comes to swimming, if I do say so myself, as I shouldn't. Come on in, and I'll give you a lesson or so.' "Well, she went into her people's cot tage and got her bathing togs on, and I got a suit and showed up at the private pier by the time she was ready. A lot of the other cottagers, including the girl's parents and younger sisters, were already in by this time. The girl was gotten up pretty nattily, and her bathing rig looked so natural on her that I thought it was a pity she couldn't swim. But she trippedover to the edge of the water, stepped into about three inches of it, and then sat down just like the ordinary run of women who are afraid'of getting their hairwet, and who think they're booked to drown if they get into the water up to their knees. "I plowed into the water with the Idea of showing what a torrid tamalel was when it came to the wave-disport ing business, and I swam out a couple o' blocks or »f>. Then I returned on my back. " 'My!' said the girl, 'how beautifully you do swim!' " 'Oh. it's dead easy,' said I. 'when you get thenackofit. Just requires n little confidence, that's-all. You can't possibly go down in the water, you know. All you've got to do, for in stance, to float, is to lie perfectly still on the water's surface, and you can't go to the bottom to save your soul. Confidence —that's the whole thing. Same as riding a bike. Anybody can ride a bike that's pot the necessary confidence Tn swimming, just like rid ing a wheel, you've got to keep moving. Just like this —' "And I plunged in and struck out with an overhand stroke, throwing a whole lot o' grace into my movements, and just letting the surface of the wa ter with my open palms as they came down, to show now perfectly at home I was. Then I swam back to where the girl was sitting. " 'Why, how perfectly lovely!' said she. 'And how easy it looks, tool' " 'Easy as rolling off a log,' said I. 'Come on in and try it.' "Well. say. when that tall, lithe girl stood up. and gave her bathing togs a few little hitches, and threw her long hair back from her face, I might have known what was coming from the practised way she moved. But I didn't. "'Come on,' said I, backing into the water. 'See if vou can't swim out to me. T won't lei j'our head get under water. I'll see that you—' "That was as far as I got. She sudr denly raised her arms over her head until her palms met, and then she dived head' first toward where I stood. Say, before I had time to muster any kind of a line of th'r' - ! heard a chuckle from all the , »her bathefs. and I looked around That rrirl had just come up about SO feet behind me, and BUTLER, THURSDAY, SKPTEMBKR 120, ISOB she was striking out. with her right arm fully extended beneath the water, and the left arm gracefully propelling her about seven feet with every move rhe made with it. She cut the water like a dolphin. She looked back at me with a merry—oh. a merry, merry laugh—a merry ha ha. for a fact. All the rest of the bathers echoed the hn. ha. Talk about a jay feeling small! That girl kept right on. She switched to a double overhand stroke, and swam that way for 100 yards or so, and then she went aheai* dog-fashion, making eteam-launch time right along. Did T say 30c? Well, all I could do was to stand there in waist-high wa ter and look at her. After she had gone about a Guillotine. In the classic argot of Paris the guil lotine is called la veuve" (the widow), end to be guillotined is "espou«er la veuve" (to marry the widow). These marriages of late have been very fre quent and old M. Deib!er, betterknown as M. de Paris, the public executioner of France, has been kept very busy. In the last three weeks of June he ex ecuted three criminals, thus bringing his record up to 522, which probably no man this side of medieval times has ever equaled. The first of the trio was Oeorges Soulat, who in November last assassinated an old man named Rousseau. The execution took place in Angotileme. A few clays later M. Deibler guillotined Carrara in Paris, and then started for Vesoul.where he executed Justin Priolet. Priolet murdered an old woman at Volay, in the Upper Sraone, cut up the body, put part of it in a bed. and set fire to the house. Sta tistics show that these revolting mur ders, most of which are premeditated, are steadily increasing in France. This month M. de Paris will per form four executions, and If the last half of the year shall prove as fruitful as the first half, there will have been performed more executions than in any year since IS7I. Then, however, most of the executions that followed the fatl of the commune were military, performed by a file of sol diers. As far as the guillotine Itself is concerned its harvest of death In 1898 bids fair to exceed that of any year sini»« the French revolution. —-V. T. Times. A Reflection. "There la one crop that never falls In this world of ours," said Bumpus; "From the seeds of discontent We can always raise a rumpus." —N. Y. Evening Journal. Would He Inconvenient. Baj-nor—Old fellow, I wish my mem o. was as good as yours. Shyne—lt wouldn't do at all, old man. If it were as good as mine you would remember distinctly that you borrowed a dollar and a half from me six months ago, and that you haven't paid it yet.— Chicago Tribune. Much \«aln»t Him. "Everything seems to be against me," he said. No doubt he exaggerated, but there was certainly a good deal against him. for the gir iho sat by his side and pil lowed her iiead on his manly breast weighed not le*9 than 250 pounds.— Chicatro Post. The Natural Inerraar. Waggles—He expects business to pick up as soon as th« war is over. Jaggles—What business is he in? Waggles Manufacturing bicycles for one-legged men. —Judge. Illltlily Accomplished. "Does your husband speak more than one language, Mrs. Parvenue?" "O, yes, he talks war, horse, baseball and bicycle, one just as well as the oth er."— Detroit Free Press. Clcnnr«l Out. Joue6 —For awihle Jones was clean out of his mind about that girl. Smith —And now? Jones—Oh, now, the girl is clean out of his mind. —Up to Hate. End of «» Romance. "I wish I had never met her." "Why?" "I asked her to write to me, and here's a letter of 40 pages."—Chicago Kecord. How lie Suffered. Wanterno —Did you suffer much in the war? Knapsack—Yes. Principally with shooting pains.—N. Y. Evening Jour nal. Ilia Poor Memory. Absent Minded Professor (in the bathtub) —Well, well, now I have for gotten what I got in here for.— Fliegende Blnetter. Not nflep Encountered. "What is an anomaly?" "A bald-head',l man who thinks fly paper iscruel." —Chicago llecord | fiawaii's Annexation | | ALTERED THEIR LOVI SIORV a _ " T AUBA, Hawaii i* annexed!" ex _j claimed Tom Worthington. as he walked briskly into Laura Glenn's door yard. It was a fair, brown-haired girl who 1 sat on the low bench under the old tree. Tom had looked at her with a thrill of exultation as he came path. She had not heard him, brown head was bent over a book. She looked up with a smile as he sprang i across the grass, and approached the ( bench. "Hawaii?" she queried, do«btfully, smiling because he was smiling. '•Yes, don't you know that Cncle John had a coffee plantation near Hon olulu?" "No," said Laura. "Of course, I remember now that I | diJ not tell you about it, because I had very little idea that it would mean anything to us. You see, mothers brother, my Uncle John, went out to Honolulu over 20 years ago. He did not stay long, but while he was there he befriended some rich native. We j never did understand just how it was, but when the man died he left a will by which Uncle John was to inherit a cer tain tract of land in the Unuanu valley provided there were no direct heirs. Of course, we did not think anything of it, because Uncle John used to laugh about his Hawaiian estate, and say thll there was no danger but that there would be plenty of heirs to keep him out of it. "However, the interesting part is this, and that is why I am so happy, dear. The land is ours now. Since the United States have annexed the islands the property increases in value and all question about the validity of the title will be settled satisfactorily. "Do you know what that means, little girl?" and Tom leaned tenderly toward Laura, who sat looking at him with wide-open, surprised eyes. There was a quick gleam in her eyes as she looked into his. Then her head drooped, and a vivid blush mounted to i her cheeks. | "Yes, dear," exclaimed Tom, press- I ing her hand. "It means that you and I can marry very soon. We will not , have to work and wait, as we thought, j The path is plain before us. Won't you i te'.l me that you are glad?" and he drew her within the circle of his arm. "Pf seems too good to be true," j sighed the happy gSk Tom was too hap|(to remain silent. He was e«cited and exultant. How much this news from the capital meant to him and to Laura could not be esti mated at once. "Tell me about it,'®Jii3pered Laura. "You see, we months that the last of the Hawaiian heirs was gone. That-is, that he is as good as dead, .lust think, Laura, he had leprosy, and was sent to the lepei colony. Y"ou see, the estate should have been ours then, but t agents out there kept the facts away from us. The agitation about the annexation, however, brought all these things to light. The will of Uncle John's friend was plain. If his heirs were riot able to Inherit it it was to go to Uncle John and his heirs. Mother and I are the heirs, you know. So we come in for a good income, they tell me." "And we get this blessing because of the curse of leprosy upon those poor people out there?" said Laura, in a tender voice. "Yes, dear," said Tom, sobered sud denly. He looked up into the staying branches above him; he saw tWe July flowers nodding in the breeze, and then he looked at Laura, fair his ' hrart. His happiness had been pur chased at a dear price, indeed. Hid eous leprosy had robbed another man of all that was dear to him —home and wife and friends and the enjoyment of the commonest things of life. "It seems that the old native who was Uncle John's friend had a horror ' of leprosy." said Tom, in explanation of the singular will. "Tn fact, he had 1 It himself when Uncle John was there, but he kept it a secret. There was a ' curse upon his family, he often said He hoped much, however, of this youngest son —the one who has just been taken into the leper colony." Tom was silent for a few moments and then went on. "The old fellow explained to Uncle John that if the leprosy carried off his ■ entire family, the property would go to some collateral relatives. It was to prevent their obtaining possession th-\t he made the will. He hated them. Their grandmother had cursed his fa ther. and his father's children. You know how queer and superstitious those people are. Leprosy has taken , the entire family of these cousins, too v i so that there is no one but that one leper to inherit the property. Now 1 that the United States government is t taking hold, the title will be cleared up; we will prove our claim, and the in- 1 come will be paid to us." , "But the poor leper," exclaimed Laura. "Surely he has a right to the land. Just think how miserable he must be." f "Well, it is pretty hard," admitted Tom. "You see, he is as good as dead ( now. In the eyes of the Hawaiian* t themselves he is dead. No one who goes to the leper colony ever comes back. He will be fed and clothed and that is all the poor wretch can want." "How old Is he?" asked Laura sud- v denly. 1 "Let me see," and Tom drew out T som«* papers and turned them over. "Puoa Hunan must be about 24 now." T "Three years younger than you are," f said the pitying Laura. Then, turning to her lover she exclaimed: "Tom. he ought to have some of that money. We have no right to it. That is, of course, you and yr.ur mother may do as you think V,p*t pl>ont It but I enn't tnke any it. What have I ever done that I should enjoy the result of that poor ( fellow's misery?" "What a conscientious little thing it is," said Tom, caressing her brown hair. "Bu' don't you see, Laura," he k continued argumcntatively, "the prop erty is ours. It does not belong to any- I one else. The law gives it to us." £ "Yes," replied Laura, still doubtful, "but you said that the annexation al tered the state of affairs." 1, "So it does. There will be no diffi culty, now, about establishing our „ title, and when that is done —O, Laura, ( you and I can be happy together." "No, Tom, not at the price of an other's unhappiness," said Laura very firmly. "We have no right to that ' property away out there in the, Tai ' cific; it belongs to thct islanders. Wo would be usurpers. I cannot do it, Tom. You mustn't ask me." "Trust a woman to have all the scruples in the world!" exclaimed Tom e In disgust. "Can't you be reasonable i for one minute, Laura? The propertj - Is there. It must be used by some- 1 body. If it does not belong to us it will ' be confiscated by some one with no right to it', while we have a right there. Haven't I been explaining and explain- ijjg thjit the ojd_u*Uve wanted Uacle John to have it in case his own heirs had leprosy? 1 can't make it plainer. I wish you would be reasonable." "I can't be reasonable enough to do what I think is wrong." said Laura with great firmness and dignity. "I do riot say anything about your tuk ing the property. Ido sa\. however, that I will have nothing to do with it." "Well, Laura, that mean* that you will have nothing to do with me." said Tom, in a voice as hard as her own. He could be quite as dignified as she. "That it what it means," assented Laura, eoldly. "Oh. very well!" said Tom. Kising, he strode toward the gate. He turned as he opened the gate, lifted his hat, and said: "Good morning. Miss Glenn." The annexation of Hawaii had pre cipitated a lover's quarrel! Tom walked down the street, viciously bit ing his mustache and swearing under his breath. He anathematized wom en's consciences, scruples end unrea sonableness. When he went home that evening he told his mother that Laura thought the poor leper ought to have the money, ne would not tell her that they had quarreled, but he allowed himself to show his impatience with his sweetheart's scruples. is right." said his mother. "A part of the money, at least, ought THAT IS WHAT IT MEANS. to be spent in providing comforts for that poor fellow. I am glad the wom an who will be my son's wife has shown the right spirit." Tom was silent. He had not thought much about Puoa Ilunau before. The fact that his financial difficulties were to be removed from his path was all that had interested him. Now he saw 'he bitterness of the poor native's lot. To face a slow death on the hateful leper island was a hard fate indeed. But what could he do? Suddenly he sprang to his feet. See Laura he must. "Mother," he exclaimed, I am going to ask Laura to marry me right away. Then we can go out to Honolulu right away, look after the plantation and see what can be done for poor Puoa." Catching up his hat, he almost ran from the house in his eagerness. Fif teen minutes later he was standing at tha Glenn front door, asking breath lessly for Laura. "Laura is upstairs with a headache," said the small brother who had opened the door. Tom drew a caj'd from his pocket and wrote: "Won't you see me for a few minutes, dear? I want you to tell ikc how to help Puoa." When Laura came down, and she made haste to obey her lover's sum mons, she found Tom sitting on the bench tinder the old tree which had so often shaded them. It wa6 here that they had quarreled that morning. As Laura approached, her white dress gleaming in the moonlight, Tom went to meet her. Taking her into his arms impulsively, he said: "Laura, you are the best woman in the world lam not half good enough for you." "Why, Tom!" said Laura, in surprise. Tom's only reply was a kiss. Re leasing her, and holding her awayfrom fifm so that he could see her face, he nsked, anxiously: "Won't you go out to Honolulu jvith me and help me to do what is right for that poor leper? We will divide with him." Laura's face brightened, but she was too astonished to^peak. "We must go at once," said this im perious lover. Then he spoke timidly. "You will marry me next week, won't you, Laura? We can saM from San Francisco on the next boat." He waited for the answer. "Oh, Tom!" said Laura, at last, and there was consent In her voice.—M. L. P., In St. Louis Benublic. Concrete Meanom. Mr. Spinkum —Ah, this reminds me of the pie my dear mother used to make. Mr. Spinkum —Oh, Alfred, you don't know how glad I am to hear you say that! Mr. Spinkum—lt's so different, you know, dear.—Chicago Daily News. Wealth on It» Trnveli. Miss Ollabrod There's a clever sculptress down this way. You ought to see what she can make out of but ter. Miss Rltchley-Greest—She's a good one if she can make as much out of It as my pa makes out of oleomargarine. —Chicago Tribune. At n. Veil tore. Teacher —Can you tell me, Robert, what it was Commodore Perry said after he had defeated the British on I ake Erie? Kobert (errand boy at Lacy & Rib bon's) —Yes, rn'rn; he said: "Is there anything else to-day?"— Puck. Sbix Social Itarrlera. Caller—ls Mrs. Smith in? Servant —I don't know. Caller—Can you ascertain for me? Servant —No; that is the house maid's work, and she's out.—Detroit Journal. In ( hli kamnaica. Private Jones —I wish they wouldn't give us quite so much pork. Private Brown—Yes; I'm beginning to hate the Yankee pigs as much as the Spaniards do.—Puck. Wonderfnl. Iloon—Easyton is very courteous to his wife, isn't he? I Mrs. 1100n —Oh, yes; he treats her I almost as politely as if she were a total stringer. —N. Y. World. TrylnK the Impossible. "You made a terrlbie noise last night. What were you doing—shut ting up your store?" "No; trying to shut up my wife."— Yonkers Statesman. Her Itetort. Ethel—Just look at that beautiful engagement ring Tom gave me; but it's a little small. Maud—Very pretty, but it was too large for tne. —N. Y. Herald. \ "Oh I don > think'" so icno-vlng!r Sou, , < a.ai.o „i.u then again It s the straightforward truth. —Washington Star. WAR HADN'T TOUCHED THEM. Uulttt^M Who Haiti Their Dun -all \\ ir Eilitcd. A traveling man who visits many of the out-of-the-way mountainous dis tricts- of east Pennsylvania says: "I was surprised to meet so many people who are ai>solutely indifferent übout the war. They know very little, if anything, about the trouble with Spain. Some doubt whether there is really a war at all. I spoke to a farmer who has a good estate under high cultivation. He had just finished put ting away about thirty tons of good hay. Said he: "I stopped read ing war news some time ago. 1 made up my mind there was no war. I read one thing one day which was contradicted th« next,,so I stopped reading any paper and have beeu making hay ever since. No, 1 am not a bit interested. 1 know of no one who has enlisted from our section, and if the United States is fighting Spain for Cuba 1 know nothing Of it. I'll wait awhile and tee,' "I told the old man all the latest news from Santiago de Cuba, but he simply replied: 'Well, the next feller that gets along this way may tell me something entirely different.* "At another place I asked whether anyone from their region had en listed. The reply was: Tslessyou.no. A few of the young fellows went to town to enlist. Rut they had to wait so long and almost beg to be taken that they came home saying they'd be hanged if they'd be 'listed like that. So they didn't go. Maybe nobody went. People take very little interest In the war. They did at first, but not now. It's too far away. We have to wait too long nnd then we ain't sure.' "At another crossroad, where sev eral farmers were talking about a new harvester, I asked whether they had heard anything new from the seat of war. They looked in doubt and an swered they had not. One of them asked, 'What war?' Finally the oldest of the trio said: 'We can't talk much about war with strangers. Them names down in Cuba are stickers. The other day I talked to an agent aFout Commodore Shelly nnd he told me it was Sly, not Shelly, nnd he showed me the name was spelled Schley. We can't remember them Cuban names at all, and them Spanish ships that Dewey sunk, and that Cervera has, nnd that famara took to Suez; they are botherations. No. no one 'listed from this district.* "At a carpet weaver's humble dwell ing on the outskirts of a mountain village, the housewife at the fence hailed me. asking, 'Say, is it true that there's war?' I said yes. 'Look,' she answered. 'Henry Boyer's boy was along here yesterday and he allowed he had heard that the war had broke out again.' I explained to the woman what this war was.when she answered: "We are getting a paper, but, indeed, we have been so very busy the past few mouths that we haven't had time to take the wrappers off yet. Flour has gone up some, but they say wheat has gone down. Flour is always last to fall when anything goes on. My father sold his mules at a good price. They said the war caused mules to go up.' "Another old mountainside farmer said: 'I don't believe there's a war and will not believe it until I see a uni form. I remember when the war of 'Ol was first reported. I would not be lieve it. At last I saw Jimmy Becker, who used to go on sprees very much, coming down the road in a blue uni form. He was rolling drunk, and said he had 'listed. Well, he went off, and stayed off, and then I began to realize there was a war. I have not seen any uniforms for the Spanish war. Yes, I read the papers, but I would like to see for myself whether the army is called out. None of our neighbor boyi. have 'listed yet. There is no draft, and no demand for soldiers about here.' "In the days of 'CI newspapers were publicly read at the blacksmith shops, shoemaker shops, country stores, etc., before a whole crowd, and people In the back country districts were ex cited. It is not the case now. It may become more exciting as time passes, but there is very little said about it thus far among the back country farmers. Not that they are not shrewd and intelligent and of good common sense. Only the first ripples of the war wave had hardly awakened them to the full realization that the United States was really at -war with Spain."—-N. Y. Sun. Tbr Exploit of u "Ltdf." A special request has been sent to the ladies who reside in the naval academy to forego visiting the lower part of the academy grounds, where the prisoners are located. In, spite of this, several of the ladies walk In the neighborhood of the Spanish quarters. One, a little less timid than others, engaged. In conversation with Eulate, much to the discomfiture of the lat ter, who appeared' restless and uneasy at the lady's presence. She, not in the least daunted, approached Eulat* near enough to cut a button from hli cont. Eulate became indignart, but with (he taunt that "you got your de serts" the lady walked on, triumph antly bearing her souvenir button.- Baltimore Ilerald. Touchlnir Devotion. "Well, what Is it to-day, Eph?" said the proprietor to the 75-year-old pen sioner about the place who has a con soling idea that he is general superin tendent and yet finds it impossible to resist the attractions of any ctreetpa rade that may be coming off. "Got to attend a funeral?" "No, 6ah," said Eph, who had been excused to pay the last tribute to «ev cral hundred imaginary relations, "but my grandmammy was tookei berry bad dis momin'."—Detroit Fre« Press. Ha Was Too Medieval. •The more I think," observed tki> studious grandee, "about our great na tional hero, Don Quixote, the less