VOI XXXIX I Capital f.2,000,000.00 In every department of banking the Mellon National BanK is prepared to serve you in a satisfactory manner. 514 Smitbfield Street Pittsburgh, Pa. First Showing Of New Fall and Winter Clothing! For weeks everyone about this establishment has been on the jump, making and arranging our immenfe Fall and Winter stock. We have now ready A regular feast of new and beautiful things in Men's, Boys' and Children's wear. We are especially proud of our men's Suit display We have the best suits, made by the best makers we know anything about. It would take colu Tins of talk to do them justice. Compare our suits with any to be had anywhere workmanship for workmanship—garment for garment thread for thread, Then compare prices. Do this and you will buy your fall suit here. Schaul & Nast, LEADING CLOTHIERS AND FURNISHERS. 137 South Main St., Butler. THE AUTUMN BUYING Is now in Full Swing. and our store is full of good durable footwear at rock bottom prices, don't fail to look this store over and examine prices be fore buying your winter stock of footwear as we are offering keenest inducements for your trade. You'll be surprised at large selection, delighted with the qualities and more than pleased with our money saving prices. School Shoes for the Boys and Girls. Never in tbe history of the shoe bnsiness in Bntler has there been HO I large and strong a WII? of echool shoes shown and at such ridiculously H low prices. All heights of tops, all weights of leather, nil widths, all shapes of toes in bntton or lace and all marked at bargain prices. Ladies' Fine Shoes We have been appointed exclusive agents for the ftirnons Dorothy Dodd fine shoes for Ladies. This line of shoes is being handled by the leading shoemen all over the conntry and the sale of this very popular shoe has been phenomenal; besides having a foil line of the Dorothy Dodd shoe we carry a large line of the well known K D. & Co. and many other leading makes of Ladies' fine Hhoes which makes this store the best place in Butler Co. to buy fine shoos. Hen's Fine Shoes Yju will find here the largest stock and greatest variety of styles in Men s fine shoes to befonnd in Bntler Co. All the new toes, all the new leathers, all sizes and widths in the very best make* of Men's fine shoes in the conntry, snch as WALKOVER, W. L. DOUGLASS and many other of the leadidg makes of Men's fine shoes. f Rubber and Felt Goods. Do not fail to see our line of Rubber and Felt Goods before buying your Winter stock as it is the most com lilete stock ever shown in Butler and at prices never be ore offered in Butler county. Come in and ezmine goods and prices? whether you want to buy or not. C. E. MILLER, I The Patrician Hhoe at st.so. the best for the Ladies J P The Hanan. the best sh<»e for men at $5 00. C Ladies' fine shoes $1 50, 92.00, <62.50, fli.OO, in nil leathern, high and Q j medium tops. I f Men's fine shoes, $2.00, $3.50. 'H), 00, f I 00, $.">.00 and flai.OO. I J Heavy shoes in oil grain and kangaroo calf for Lsdies' and 'louts'. J V A full line of school shoes. V 2 Large line of leggiris and overgaiters. I # NEW RUBBER GOODS, C \ DAUBENSPECK & TURNER, \ \ NEXT TO SAVINGS BANK. S 10ft 8. Main Ht. KECK Fall& Winter Weights Have a nattiness al>out them that /\ if f\ mark the wearer, it won't do to rl faj L Nth f i l\ wesr the last year's output. You Ft l?n \ \r'J I jj cV won't get the latest things at the | '/ Jj ' &~<fy Vj stock clothiers either. The up-to I/ \ lt~/ H C. date tailor only can supply them, . . f { If l\\ id .if you want not only the latest I ! » / f/X" Irr,7 if things in cut and fit and work- * J ill « | m-n»hip, the finest in durability, If '//// I where e'se nan you get combiua- i If J I I Hons, you get them at _ 6 Ik Ij j lit KECK * G. F. KECK, Merchant Tailor, 42 tyorth Main Street All Work Guaranteed Sutler, Pa THE BUTLER CITIZEN. Nasal CATARRH In a;; iu stage* JN/ Ely's Cream Balm \ ' P/M c'.uanses, soothes and he*;? { / m tlie d.swd men.brane. 1 It carta catarrh and drives away a cold in the bead quickly. Cream Balm i§ placed into the nostrils,spreads over the membrane and is absorbed. Relief is im mediate and A care follows. It is not drying—does not produce sncez njj. Size, 50 cents at Drug gists or by mail; Trial Size, 10 cents. | i j 1 Johnston's Pi M Beef, Iron and Wine u 0 is ihe r A > £ Best Tciiic Sj |1 and FS Blood Purifier. j kl Price, 50c pint. ' k Prepared and only \Johnston's 1-1 i L * Crystal U Pharmacy. H 11. M. LOGAN, Ph. O , Manager, Vi ICS N. Main Bt., liutler, fiolh 'Phone* V i Everything in the drue line. VJ jJ Just • Arrived Early Fall Goods Jll Latest Coronation Suitings; Also Black and White Novelties. Wedding Suits a Specialty. Call and examine before leaving your order for suit. COOPKR, Leading Tailor, With Newton, Piano Man. |W mm A I j*'•! I /l " I ' t i i— ■ j ••tgy r Till; SELECTION OF O LASH EH Ih not one in which pentonnl tante and fancy can alone dictate. Yon niHHt allow yonr optician, after a thorough t<-«t of yonr eye«, to «i vc yon a lenne that nuita yonr partico lar cane, if yon have eye tronble of any kind, call on nx aud yon will Ket the ri«ht treatment. Examina tion fruo. We aiHo »t-ll - E'liwon and Victor I'lionoirraphrt, Eaotman and i'aco CanieraH, Photo Hnppliea, Wanhbnrn Marnhjlins anil Onitarw. R. L. KIRKPATRICK, Jeweler and Graduate Optician Neit to Court House L. S. McJUNKIN Insurance and Real Estate Agent. 117 K. JBFPHRSON. BUTLER P . BUTLKR, PA., THURSDAY, NOVEMBER 6, 1902 I THE HOPE the HEART I *■ s ft BY BALDWIN SEARS * & 2 5 I 6 Cop] , t. 1-U by Baldwin Start* si . .... 3® %•!AA* £Ji X * A -,t Jl£ A<t A <UI as <AAti A A The scuttle in the roof of the farm house opened slowly, and a girl's head j appeared. As she held up her face to } the evening breeze, her fair skin, yel low hair and delicate features made lur appear like some fair.t star just glun ting above the horizon. A young man with a scytl(e over his shoulder crossing the lane below the barn looked up toward the house. See ing the girl, he stopped, straightened his shoulder* as though he half expect ed her to speak and to speak himself, then walked on with lagging steps and disappeared below the orchard where the brook flows into the woods. Mary leaned her arms on the edge of the scuttle and looked out. The S J t air from the gan—t blowing in gusts past her face was like a twitch at her sleeves reminding her of the household she had left below. She was the only one who had not al ready gone t* bed. It was harvest time. They were cutting the wheat in the meadows, and all day the hum of the reaper had come up from the broad, white fields where the men were at work. Since dawn the house bad been buzzing with lively toil, but now the day's work was ended. In the front room off the porch the farmer and his wife were asleep. They had gone to bed Immediately after sup per, and while Mary had sat in the pouch she heard their low voices talk ing over the potato crop and the grain, their drowsy words growing fewer, slower, until at length they sank away and ceased, while yet the bobolinks were skimming over the meadow and the red of the sunset lingered. Across the gate her married brother and a neighbor had talked politics. Mary had heard their nasal voices al ternating like the wooden balls tossed by a Juggler. In the south chamber Just under the attic her sister-in-law had been putting her children to bed, the creak, creak of the rocking chair as it swayed over an uneven board dimly audible through the silent house. In the attic under the roof slept her little brother Bob, dreamless, tired and contented at the end of his long sum mer day. Down In the kitchen yard the turkeys and chickens had gone to roost In the apple trees and the grape arbor, cluck ing and twittering in sleepy protest against the awkward ones as they set tled themselves together. In a few moments It had grown very still and dark. The girl on the house top drew a long breath and leaned her head back agalust the edge of the roof. It was only 8 o'clock, and the faint yellow twilight lingered on the border of the summer night. A new moon hung low over the crest of the woods. The west wind brought up the hot smell of ripening cornfields, and a bat darted out of the orchard In swooping cir cles against the clear night. From her eyrie above the treetops the farm buildings, the neighboring houses, the fields and lanes, even the wide post road, looked <iulte Kmall and cheap, Hkn a toy village. The country side In Its Irregular checkerboard of pasture, corn and woodland, pale yel low with the wheat stubble, somber green where half ripened orchards spread, marked here and there by a Cluster of roofs, a spire that told a hamlet In the hills, became signifi cant only in tho mystery of distance as it mounted toward the hills and ended at last in one vnvt, gray, sealike level against the trackless sky. Mary looked at It all as one upon whose mind the meaning of these familiar scenes had Just begun to dawn—these fields, the chickens she must pluck, the bread she must make, the rasp berries she must preserve, all grouped themselves before her In a coherent scheme of life. From dawn till dark, each day alike, cooking, washing, pre serving, holding the bables-tbe bur dens of each side were hers. So far she had carried them unthinkingly, un questionably. It was only the lot of every farmer's life. Tonight she was unusually tired. To escape a feeling of restlessness she had determined to go to bed. It was re freshing to He in the cool darkness. But before she reached tho top of the attic stairs she felt the dry heat of tho sun baked roof. The great, timbered space, dark with its age blackened beams and scantly windowed twilight, held a strange odor of cedar shingles, of an cient leather trunks, of musty papers. In the solemn dusk the candle lost Its told glare and drooped to a wavering spark, eyed by the glimmering gray panes of the gable windows high under the ridge. Tho two chimneys, llkenuge stone giants whom she had been feeding all day, stooped over her as they towered toward the roof, reminding her of to morrow's kitchen work. As Mary sat on the edge of her cot, thinking of these things, she looked up vaguely. A star, the first In the pale night, shone through the window upon her, clear, unwinking, pensive, holy. A lock of hair loosened by the wind floated softly across her cheek like the kiss of unseen lips. For tho first time In her life she felt the restless longing for some good of which she was Igno rant. What was It her simple, sweet existence lacked? Had she not every thing that a girl could ask-father, mother, food and shelter, a place in the world? What else had any one? The aged farmer and his wlf»—those two good people fast asleep without a thought In their nightcaps beyond the potato crop; their daughter-in-law, tho men at work in the fields, all those de fHiiilenl on *ll e great harvests, on the I ..in! itil farm; were I hey not happy, comeiib'd, unquestioning? Was she not happy too? Ilnd sin' anything to com plain of, to regret, to wish for? Suddenly out of the hush came the cry of the whippoorwill, that piercing, mournful voice of the vacant, wind blown fields, or meadows flowering un seen and far away. It thrilled her like a pain. It stabbed her through and through and cut her to the heart with its questioning, solitary call, hidden In Hie twilight of tin- woods. She had heard it b<> often, year after year, like the robin and the lark. Nev er had It sounded so loncl;*, so friend less and apart. A strange longing swelled up ill her breast; tears filled her eyes. The yars of her life, with their simple tasks, their ambitions, hopes and dreams, came to her like some vast tidal wave upon a sunny shore, withdrawing In a long resound ing sigh at the absence of some un known Joy. She stared through the warm darkness toward tho edge of the woods outlined against the evening as though one should try to read the soul of a silhouette. Then she dropped her face In her hands for a single minute. At •> o'clock In the morning Mary was In the garden picking the vegeta bles for dinner. The sunshiny, dew ' fresh day. the beans and cabbages in their prim symmetry, the tall scarlet hollyhocks nodding against the fence, made the experience of the night be fore very remote and visionary. As Mary reached the end of the row of peas she pushed back her sunbounet and looked up; then fier song stopped and she knelt silently. A young man was standing on the other side of the garden wall looking at her. lie blushed as he met her steady, smiling gaze. "Picking peas?" * he asked. "You've got a lot, haven't j you?" "Yes. indeed; plenty this year. Have you ?" "All we can eat and more too. Get ting old. though. How are these?" He crossed the wall and stood beside her. "Yours are pretty tender yet." He tore off another pod. "Shan't I help you? Two can work lietter than one." "Oh. thank you; you needn't bother." Yet she smiled at him. "Oh. I like to do this. I'll take the inside of the row." "It's very kind of you," she an swered. looking ui> at him sweetly. How brown and strong and sinewy he had grown since he had begun to work in the harvest fields. She had not seen him for a long while, not since they were in school together. She was looking at him again when be glanced up and caught her eyes. This time they both blushed. They said nothing for some time. Mary picked busily, and the boy whistled half to himself. They were beside each other, with nothing between them but the slender trellis of pea vines, enough to give the boy courage to say. "Did you hear the whippoorwill last night?" Mary felt a flash that made her nerves tingle. "Oh, did you, too?" she exclaimed, then stopped, abashed at her own eagerness. How could Alvy under stand the confession she had made to a whippoorwill just because it was un seen? "Where was it?" she asked, with all the carelessness she could summon. "Down in the wood lot about half past 8. I was coming home 'cross lots back of your barn; been up at the oth er farm all day." They were picking slowly now. How pretty Mary was with her braided yel low hair, her rose pink ears, her smooth lidded, down drooping eyes! The ruifle of her apron, with its crisp curves, seemed meant to hedge her cheeks from kisses. Alvy felt his heart throb dizzily. So many words and thoughts went round and round in his head that lie could not say one. And there was the screen of brush and vines between them. The delicate film of green was strong as a prison grille through which the serene face of the girl glowed upon him. Somehow their hands met upon the same pods. Mary's trembled, then lay still in his. "I saw you up on the roof," whis pered the boy. "You were listening, weren't you?" Mary nodded. "Do you—do you like to hear It, Mary? Do you like the whippoorwill?" Mary's lip trembled. "I don't know. I guess so." "Because he —he loves you, Mary." "Mary, Mary, where arc you?" The two In the garden sprang up as the shrill voice called from the kitchen. As the boy leaped over the fence Into his own orchard Mary looked after him. From the trees among which he disappeared came clear, low and sweet the call or the wlrtppobrwiflT The Model Army of the World. What army was the strongest of its lime? Judging by results, the I to/nan army was so from Ihe fifth century IS. (J. onward until the division of the empire. Its fighting organization was as complete as and possibly more prac tical than that of any army of today. It was based on a territorial system which maintained the comradeship of locality without /ringing it into an tagonism with that of tli'J corps, for each of the thirty five Woman "tribes" was required to furnish to each legion four "centuries" of 120 men, each of which worked together as a local unit. The legion was divided Into live co horts or battalions, of which three were troops of the line, two were a kind of militia and the fifth was a de pot battalion. For r.lmost eight centu ries the army thus constituted not only conquered the thru known world, but acted as explorers beyond lis limits, and at the same time made and un made kings and emperors iu Homo it self. In modern times the Prussian ar my, which won Sadowa and Sedan and overran both Austria and France, was* the strongest the world has known/—London Answers. Hlir Alone of All Indlnti Synnwx En- Joy« Independence. The Navajo woman, who has made her tribe the most famous of all liv ing Indl s by means of her great and c.v Invention, the Navajo blanket, occupies a social position of great independence. Iler property, rights are carefully respected. She owns much of the wealth of the tribe, and her children belong to her alone. A woman may have hundreds of sheep when she marries, and not one be comes the property of her husband, iicscent is traced through the* female llDfWlt is a survival of tho primitive matrlarchate. The Navajo woman has no perma nent. home. The progress of the tribe has been greatly Imp'ded by lis dark superstition that every death Is caused by (Jhidde, the devil, and that evil spirits linger about the dead body. Tho house Is never occupied again. The corpse is burled in the floor and the house pulled down over It, and a Na vajo would freeze before lie would make a lire upon the logs or one of these deserted heaps. So the Navajo "hogan" Is a poor, temporary affair, a mere circular hut of logs and stones, with a hole In tin- roor tor tin 1 smoke and a blanket for the door. In the summer the Navajo woman loves to move Into a brush wickiup, made of grease wood boughs. There she sets up her loom In the shadow of the rocks and lives In the open air all summer.— Chicago Inter Ocean. Slnule Delia for llent Ilent. If single beds were more numerous than they are, a great many people would !><• better off. When one Is tired, sick, cross, restless, out of sorts, he or she ought to sleep alone and not communicate by proximity the mal adies that affect him. The brute crea tures when sick go away by them selves till they die or get over their troubles, anil this instinct a great many human beings have. Those that have It are best If Indulged In It, not to the slightest degree of neglect, how ever. Where two children In a family must share tin- same room In a great many cases they would be better off to have two single beds rather than one wide double bed. We can share a great many things with those we love, but* solitude rllugs lo us from birth t<» death. We come Into flu- world alone; we must go out of It alone, anil we live In It alone, In ii certain Important sense, and to get and keep our "bear ings" we must sometimes tie left alone. It Is good that we should be. Family ci AAA A A A.A AAAAAA AAA A* 2 TOM DAWSON, i * Private Secretary I < £ By W. 11. DURHAM £ ■4 ► Copyright. 1901, by W. H. Durham V T . T . T . T . T . V T ~ VV V . V TTT . T . T * Thomas Dawson was private secre tary to the head of a downtown whole sale house. Old Jackson used to say that the house could uot get along without Dawson, yet that personage had been in the employ of the firm only a short year, was but twenty-four years old and knew nothing of the business when he entered. But he had been a reporter and a good one. That means, as everybody knows, that he knew a little of everything in the world and a great deal more. So when he applied for a position with one of the most unique letters old Jackson had ever received the old man, after struggling through a wilderness of bad writing, broke into a hearty laugh and sent for him. "You think you can fill the position that Is open, do you?" growled old Jackson at Dawson when that young gentleman appeared. "Do you know that this is a most confidential place and that, while knowledge of the busi ness and lines we handle is not abso lutely necessary, yet to a man of not more than average intellect who is in experienced the position is impossible?" "Why, of course I can hold It. Do you suppose I would come snooping around here if I didn't think you need ed me?" Jackson had been so used to having men quail before him, especially when seeking a position, that this breezy an swer floored him. But he liked it. "Well, young man, 1 will just give you ten minutes' trial." It was nearly noon when Dawson had presented himself, and he now said: "Very well. 1 will spend the ten minutes getting luuch and then re turn." He was gone before the old man could stop him. He left the door ojien as he went out, a trick for which a man had been tired only the day be fore. Old Jackson seemed to shrink into himself until he was almost sit ting on his back, staring out the open door at the stalwart back of his new secretary as it went down the long aisle and out the front door. "Bang!" wcWt the old man's fist on the bell. A huge negro, dressed like a comic valentine, sprang Into the office. "Dolefulness," roared the old man, "did you see that young fellow go out?" "Yes, sah; I saw him," said the black. "Well, when that fellow comes back kill him." Dolefulness disappeared as rapidly as lie had come, and tbe old gentle man went out to lunch. When he re turned, Dawson was seated at a desk looking over the mail which had Just arrived. "What the dev— Where's that Dole fulness V" "Who—the nigger V" said Dawson, continuing to sort the mail. "lie's In the closet." With a bang the door of the coat room In the old man's private office hit the wall. Dolefulness, bound and gagged, tumbled oil the floor. "Well!" gasped Jackson, sinking Into a chair and mopping his forehead, it was 10 degrees below zero outside, and he had been kicking at the firemen all day. "What does this mean?" "Oh, nothing," said Dawson. "The nigger got kinder guy when 1 camo from lunch, and 1 just put him on ice. Shall I release liim?" "Dolefulness," Jackson thundered when the negro got on his feet, "what docs this mean? Didn't I tell you to kill this man if he came back again?" "Yes, sah, yo' did, but ho seed mo fust just as I was'goln' to hit him wid my billy." "What did he do?" "Jest grabbed me by do collah; ho held me wld one hand and tied me wld the odder." "Stand up," to Dawson. He saw that the negro was a foot and a half higher than his private secretary. "That'll do, Dolefulness. You may go." "Now, sir," said Dawson, "If you will be so kind as to give me a word or two of advice I will proceed with business. I have stacked the letters marked personal on your desk and sent the others to the heads of the various departments. Is that right?" "Say, you—you, who's boss here, you or me? How did you know who the heads of departments were?" "That's easy. I noticed the names of them, together with their departments, emblazoned iu box car letters on the floors of their offices In the hall." "Do you menu to tell me that you have only passed down this aisle three times aud know all the heads of de partments by name?" "Certainly. What else are my eyes for?" Jackson didn't answer. He looked at his new employee a moment, took his seat and began to open his mail. Daw son picked up a paper Htld began to read. Directly he said: "By the way, Thomas." "Yes, sir," said the new secretary. "I wish you would go and tell Miss Agncw, the stenographer I always have, to come here. You may spend the lime looking over the store. Come back In an hour." Dawson looked the store over from top to bottom In that hour, lie Intro duced himself to every man In the place and brought n smile to the face of each. A thinly veiled compliment here, a well told hit of Ills newspaper experience there, made every mini Ids friend. When he reached the office, Mr. Jack fiou was gone, but on I'a w ins desk reposed a note. "Well," he said. "I guess It's Up to me. I supposed from the way the old man acted that he was going to keep mo, but he concluded that he could write belter than he talked after all, and here Is where wow!" Dawson had opened the envelope, and the lust exclamation was caused by the following: Mr. linwson You Inivn Intruded your «p|f Into I his IIIIIIT ami i liovi 't my nlK^er ("put Uiat Hi k 1 r," kli Js< it ion bad l-ii'l In til" Kl riii»Kl;i ('lcri illto llli- closet. Yon hiivi' iilno mnilo yourself fiimlllur without any warrant or illricllon with my whole store. You are retained at « nullity, to lii'Bln with, of ir..iiiKi |>rr year. I.HKN JAi'KHON. All this had happened a year ago. Now the old ninn was furious, lie ur* rived at the store fifteen minutes early utid cursed every man 111 the place black and blue. Dawson's first duty Iu the morning consisted of sorting and opening the mall, and he had so arraiigisl matters with tho postman as to meet hlui at the door, taking the mall to his desk himself. That caused him to bo ready for business as soon as tln r • was any thing doing. lie foil .wed his plan this uiortilug. "(<ood morning, Mr. Jackson' lie eaid cheerily as he took his seat. '"This is certainly a tine day." There came a gurgle from the old man's throat, uot unlike a column of water through a pipe too small. '"For funerals," he at hist managed to say. Dawson was used to this aud con tinued to sort the mail. Finally he took the personal ones across the room and laid them on Mr. Jackson's desk. "Thomas," the boss said, "take a seat. I want to hold a heart to heart conversation with you." "Here's where I get it," sighed the boy. "My daughter" Dawson started "has told me that you have proposed marriage to her and that she has ac cepted you. Is that true?" "I never dispute the word of a wom an, sir." Mr. Jackson had been holding in pretty well, hut this was too much. "Do you mean to tell me that you have dared"— Thus far he got and choked. Sput. sput. sputter came from his throat until Dawson said: "Par-don me, sir, but some day that fit will kill you." The proprietor of millions sank in his chair before this beardless boy. "1 want you to go. sir! This instant you leave my employ! Go!" "Certainly, sir." was the reply. "But before 1 go"—here he reached behind his desk and produced the same rope with which he had tied Dolefulness— "just a minute." He grasped Mr. Jackson by the col lar. swiftly bound his hands, thrust a handkerchief into his mouth and an chored it with one abstracted from Mr. Jackson's pocket, thrust him into the c? >set which had proved so useful be fore. locked the door, and Mr. Jackson heard him whistle. It was only an hour that the boss had to stay In liis cooped up jail, but it seemed a year. lie suddenly heard the whistle again and was ready to get down on his knees to his unruly employee when the door suddenly opened. He happened to be straining upon it at the time and as a conse quence fell headlong into the room. He was quickly released by Dawson. "That's all right, my boy," faltered the employer. "1 won't tire you again —not until I get a corps of policemen." "That's all right, sir. If you desire that 1 go now. I will do so; only"—and lie poked his head out of the office door and brought in the girl who was at the bottom of the trouble "allow me to introduce my wife." The old man was too full for utter ance. Finally he reached out and grasped them by the hand. Fulling one on each knee, he began to pat them on the back, while a smile of content ment stole ove.r his face. Tlie Movement of Population. If the progress of population had been continuous from the remote peri ods of antiquity, it is evident that the numbers of mankind would be much greater than they are, and the globe would be already overstocked with hu man beings. Hut other causes not less mysterious In their operation have checked that progress. Many of the populous countries of antiquity have become depopulated and apparently unable to support life. It Is uncertain whether at the present moment the population of the globe is greater than it was 2,000 or hi years ago. There Is congestion in Europe. In India and In China. There are Innumerable tribes in central Africa on whom even the slave trade makes no perceptible Im pression. Hut the vast plains of Asia, which swarmed with men under the Assyri an. Babylonian and Persian empires, are deserted. The civilization of Eu rope Is no longer threatened by the eastern hordes which swept over the Roman empire in the earlier centuries of the Christian era. Hut that prodi gious migration laid the foundation of the states of modern Europe.—Edin burgh Ucview. Kniiolrnn nml 111. Hrllef. Napoleon, man of iron though he was, gave great credence to the tales of the supernatural and was very su perstitious. Hi' placed great faltli In an amulet charm which lie always car ried about with lilin. Another of his superstitions was to hum the famous air, "Marlborough s'en va-t'-en guerre," whenever he mounted his charge for battle. Strangely enough, at the hour of his great conflict M. de Las Cases tells us that the dying man hummed the old air. The Empress Josephine shared her husband's belief In magic, all the more because the predictions made to her In her creole childhood were fulfilled to the letter In a manner calculated to Impress even tbe most hardened skeptic. A Ponr Oinipllinptit. "People don't often Insult you when they mean to be gracious," said an art ist the other day. "Insults are the cre ations of 111 nut (ire and not mere mat ters of words. Hut I had an experi ence that made me laugh and yet Irri tated me." "Homebody take one of your snow scenes for a spring landscape?" In quired an amiable friend. "No," replied the artist; "this was not a matter of professional pride. A tradesman sent me a bill in which ho ii u1111"i11ia11 y charged me only about a third of what 1 owed hlui." "Thought he slo«sl a better chance of getting It. I suppose," Interrupted the facetious frliHid. "Now, hold on. Hilly, and let me tell the story. Well, that was the second time lie had scut a bill for less than I owed, and I wrote him a note calling his attention to the error. This morn ing I got a li tter from him Iu which Im? 'thanked me for my honesty.' A inn ii may thank you for your courtesy or for your kindness, but when he 11 in Tit i you for being honest It Is nil Insult. One might us well praise a man for not beating his wife." \ C'l ii on l»>i r >ll hi*. A very curious old mine with many romantic associations Is that at Ouin dlo. In the l ulled Slates of Colombia, where cinnabar, the ore of mercury, has liei'ii wrought from the time of the earliest Spanish explorers, almost 2UO years iiko. nl ii spot 10.000 feet above the sea. Its locality Is further remarkable as being one of the wet test places on the globe It Is excep tional for the ra III to cease throughout the greater part of the year. lii i* t> .* it mlv •• I. mien I. "Vfh, m Mttiil the si.pniiiu In the rliolr loft, "relitlon Ii at. 'lutcl.v free and without price." "And yet." grumbled the Imsso pro fuiido, "II I ' ;d- red quite the thing to make a cloak of that cheap mate rial " Ito It illlOl'e New s. Too Mnrli. (T i l IHilni you Uuil Charlie Cas tl.'t' n 100 In Vf M.-itiil i k', nl I 'ii v so I didn't mind tils l.i -in.: nic luit I thou, lit it uas too ii ie Ii Win n lc at I.< • I lie to be Ii h wife. Life. 4* Soon n« I'IIMIIIIII. IMm i \. .i lei. I.i lie i napkin. \*. lilei Ii ,i i ioiih nl. nil give you ihe 1,1 I me tii.it LS» vacant. I'mston SIAHMVC*IIDEM BITTER ROT OF APPLES. lt«Kffectn on Tree and Fruit—Winter and Summer Remedied. Hitter rot is a disastrously destruc tive disease upon the apple fruit. It has prevailed at times over a very large area of the territory of the I'uit ed States, but is especially liable to oc cur south of the thirty-ninth parallel of north latitude. In Illinois in 11)00 the l 'ss iu four counties was estimat ed to be $1,500,000 and as great pro |M>rtionally to the acre in orchards else where. The disease in the fruit can be easily identified. It begins in one to many CANKEIIED I.IUD, WITH DISEASED AITLCS. brown specks anywhere upon the un broken skill of the apple, and each point of infection enlarges so as to be come a very distinct dark colored circu lar and somewhat sunken spot, beneath which the tissues are dry (never soft and watery) and tough. Great num bers of pustules so small as to lie scarcely visible to the unaided eye ar ranged In close concentric circles cover all but the outer border of the discol ored s[ ot and give to the surface a roughened appearance. When the air Is sufficiently moist, each conlcally shaped point opens by breaking through the skin of the fruit and discharges a little pinkish mass of mucilaginous or waxy substance well seen under a lens. Each spot may remain distinct, or several on an apple may run together so as to form an Ir regularly shaped, depressed patch. The whole fnilt at length becomes shriveled into an angular, hard body called a "mummy." The pinkish or reddish material from the spots lu the fruit is composed of myriads of spores. These cannot be distributed by the wind because they arc held together aud to the fruit by an adhesive substance which, however, is very soluble in water. The spores ere carried In splashes of rainwater or may be distributed by Insects. The fungus lives over winter In the old, dried fruits (mummies) and In wound like Infected spots called bitter rot cankers on the limbs of the tree. The tlrst infection of the season apparently comes from the cankers and can be traced on the young apples spreading below these in cone shaped figures In the trees, where the spores have been carried by rain. The disease goes slow ly from tree to tree*ln an orchard, probably through the agency of Insects. In July and later where the disease has not become widely spread search should be systematically made in the orchard for Infected trees as deter mined by tli«' spots on the apples. This can best be done from an elevated posl tlon like the platform of a spraying outfit. If diseased apples are found, the Infecting canker or mummy should be looked for Just above the uppermost of the spotted fruit. The canker and A IllTTKll HOT CANKKIt. Infected fruit should be removed, tak ing care not to distribute the Infection In the process. This Is of the utmost Importance If the contagion Is to be stopped. In the winter time the mummies and I inkers can be removed or the fungus destroyed by spraying the trees with copper sulphate. The disease can be kept In cheek during the summer by repeated applications of bordeaux mix ture. Illinois University Agricultural nulletln. A New Corn Hunker. Many attempts havo been made to In vent a machine that will busk the corn direct from the standing stalk, none of t hem particularly successful. Homo recently patented machines are men tioned by Orange Judd Farmer as promising, and among tliem Is one In vented by a Nebraska mail. There has been only one specimen of It in exist ence, but two others are to be avail able this fall, lty means of two largo spiral colls on either side of an eleva tor projecting beyond the wagon tongue the corn Is gathered from the stalk or from the ground If the ear happens to be down and Is run Into a busker In the front end or the wagon box, which de posits the ears iu the wagon anil blows Ihe husks through a pipe to the rear, where tliey are saved Iu bags If de sired. lu tests made last fall, It Is claimed, corn was readily taken out of u soft miimW six Inches deep. THE COW AND THE MILK. When MI! k la Thin, Feed Right Annjr l-'rom the Silo, Milk may be too rich in fat often for delicate stomachs, Just as sklmiullk mliy be too rich lu protein to please the taste that lias been grossencd by using whole milk. This trouble Is to be rem edied not by skimming the milk and thus destroying the equilibrium of solids, but by simply adding water to the whole milk. Tills operation Is ful ly understoiMl by those dairymen who furnish milk to the cities where the average stoma eh cannot stand the pure milk. There are cows that will do the part of dilution to almost any desired ex tent even to the Ulldeslrcd extent of making their milk so poor that the long suffering city consumer rejects It. Against this kind of cow* there are many of u* who claim tlint producing water through the cow Is too expen sive for dairy economy, and moreover their milk never knew anything but poverty, while the watered rich milk preserves i's distinctive character of having seen belter days. I saw one of these accommodating eons sold at a public sale last week She was a per feet animal, a picture. She was In the No 44 bands of a dealer and to be sold fop the high dollar. The dealer explained that she was from pedigreed stoel;. but that the ltabcock test had recently be. a adopted at the creamery patronized by h« 'r former owner and this cow had to go. She is now operating for a creamery where the milk is not bought by test. Benin feeding right away from the silo, unless the pasture is very rich r.ud abundant and the cows are In heavy flesh. If there is any later corn being saved for soiling, cut it and put in silo, it is worth more as silage than it Is as corn, and if you don't believe me -k the cows. It is poor business feeding to allow the cows to go under fed or get poor this fall to save the si lage for next winter. Play for wliat'a on the board. The needs of the cows are Vcsont needs better meet them now than try to recover the loss later. The world may come to an end toward spring and silage will be no use then, but not till then.—W. P. McSparran in National Stockman. A l.i-a<liiiK I'otato. Sir William is a handsome looking - potato. At the Ohio agricultural ex* pertinent station it lias kept its place during the past Ave years among the THE 8111 WILLIAM I'OTATO. ten leading varieties in i>oint of yield, ranking close with Sir Walter Raleigh. It yielded 225.5 bushels per acre in 1801 and averaged 245.4 bushels per acre for the five years preceding. A Ten Yeara" >Vheat Test. Thirty-four differently named sorts of wheat have been grown In compara tive test at the Ohio experiment sta tion for ten years past. One of these— Peuqulte's Velvet Chaff—is used as a standard of comparison, and for this purpose is grown on every third plot of the series, and the other sorts are val ued as their yields rise above or fall below those of the Velvet Chaff plots between which they lie. In the ten year average the Mealy heads the list with an average yield of four and one eighth bushels per acre more than that of the Velvet Chaff. Poole and Red Russian, which are synonyms of tlio same variety, come next, with yields ranging from three and one-third to three and three-quarter bushels per aero above that of the Velvet Chaff. Har vest King is also I'oole wheat recently Introduced under a new name. Gypsy has yielded three and three-quarter bushels and Early Ripe three and a half bushels per acre more than Velvet Chaff. Thr lleat Farm Vifai. The best form of farm wagon Is one With axles of equal length, broad tires and wheels thirty to thirty-six Inches high In front and forty to forty-four inches behind, according to the Mis souri agricultural station. What Others Sax. Give yourself a shakeup on the silo question right now. Do not let the sea son go by without examining into the workings of some one near or far who Is using a sift). Not many years ago farmers thought that it made cattle tough to stand out through the cold iUys of winter, shiv ering from head to foot. Most folks know better now. While It Is not advisable for every fanner to have a cold storage plant of his own, there is still room for much development and co-operation among farmers along this line. Gasoline engines lighten farm bur dens. They are easy to run and will drive all sorts of farm and household machines. 1 logs and corn constitute a combina tion unsurpassed as a wealth producer. Early pork brings the best price. Ilo gin to fatten now. TWO CASES OF TYPHUS. Story of It TurUUli Doctor and • Modifl«-«l I'reaerlptlon. Mr. Oscanyan In his book, "The Sul tan and Ills People," says that a Turk ish physician was called to visit a man who was very ill of typhus fever. The doctor considered the case hopeless, but prescribed for the patient and took his leave. The next day, In passing by, he inquired of a servant at the door If his master was dead. "Dead!" was the reply. "No, he Is much better." The doctor hastened upstairs to ob tain the solution of the miracle. "Why," said the convalescent, "I was consumed with thirst, and I drank a pailful of the J nice of pickled cab bage." "Wonderful!" quoth the doctor, aud out came the tablets, on which bo made this inscription: "Cured of ty phus fever, Mchetned Aglia, an uphol sterer, by drinking a pailful of pickled cabbage Juice." Soon after the doctor was called to another patient, a yaghllkgce, or dealer In embroidered handkerchiefs, who was suffering from the same malady. lie forthwith prescribed "a pailful of pic kled cabbage Juice." On calling the next day to congratu late his patient on his recovery ho was astonished to be told that tho man was dead. In Ids bewilderment at these phe nomena lie came to the safe conclusion and duly noted It In his memoraudu Hint "although In enses of typhus fever pickled cabbage Juice is an efficient remedy It Is not to be used unless tho patient be by profession an upholster cr." Tlx- Oil or or Death. A London physician of large practice asserts that owing to his extremely sensitive sense of smell he can foretell the coming of death forty-eight hours, lb- says that when a patient conies » within two days of death a peculiar earthy smell Is emitted from the Isidy. When the fatal disease Is slow In Its progress, the odor makes Its appear a nee as inueli as three days before hand, but when the dlseaso Is of tho galloping kind the doctor says ho re ceiver much shorter warning lie at tributes the smell to mortification, which begins within the body before life Is extinct. 1 ioj; . are thought to havo this sense, for limiting hounds have been observed to begin a mournful baying a day or livo before their masters died.
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