SULLIVAN REPUBLICAN.
w, M. CHENEY, Publisher.
VOL. VIII.
Tho women of Miltou, Ore., put into
nomination a full sot of women for the
city elections.
The new state of Washington com
plains that it has too few lawyers in its
legislature, and consequently business
docs not progress
Of tho 400,000.000 population of
Countries rccogniz-d as belonging to
tho civilized world, about 150,000,000
are now under republican forms of gov
ernment.
Quinine drovo a victim of influenza
to suicido in Hartford, Conn., and
luany physicians arc inclined to tho be
lief that tho use of this drug in excess
is worse than the disease.
Apropos of the epidemic of influenza,
it is noted that the visitations of this
disorder have been preceded by a simi
lar disease among horsos. It is curious
to observo that a distemper of this kind
has been actually prevailing among hor
ses in London for some lime.
Stanley sees fine prospects for rail
ways in Africa. According to his esti
mates 800 miles could bo laid down for
$17,001', 000. This mileage would
open to commerce four great river
basins, with a total area of 2,370,000
square miles, and a total population of
80,0(50,000. Of tho resources of tho
region he speaks in tho highest terms.
We made four new States last year, a
greater number than for any other year
since tho foundation of the Republic,
and there are a greater number of appli
cants for statehood on hand in spite of
tho recent heavy reduction in the list
than in tho early years of the nation.
Tho year 1889 and probably a few years
of tho immediato future promise to be
the great state-making period of the
Republic.
A meeting of landowners and farmers
has been held at Stettin, Germany, at
which it was agrco 1 that, so great is
the scaicity of farm laborers, it will be
absolutely nocessary to arrange for the
importation of ati adequato number of
Chinese, and a committee was appointed
to confer with the Chinese minister at
Berlin on the subject. Tho rural dis
tricts of Prussia have been so depopu
lated by emigration and other causes
that the farmers are really compelled to
obtain foreign laborers without further
delay.
The human family today consists of
about 1,150,000,000 individuals. In
Asia, where man was first planted, there
are now about 800, 000,000, an average
of 120 to tho square mile. In Europe
there are 32), OJO, 000, averaging 100 to
the square mile. In Africa there nro
210,000,000. Jn America, North and
South, thero are 110,000,00J relatively
thinly scattered and recent. In the
islands, large and small, probably 10, -
000,000. The extremo of tho white
and black are as sto 3, tho remaining
700,000,000 being intermediate brown
and tawny.
"Unless the Colombian Government
is careful," says the San Francisco
Chronicle, "it will find itself in difficul
ties with the United States. It has seized
some American vessels, apparently upjn
wholly insufficient grounds, aud an ex
planation is demanded by the state de
partment. A few months ago tlio Co
lombians got very saucy and proposed
to whip the continent, beginning
with the United States but it was sup
posed th".t they had thought better of
it. Now they have waxed valiant
again, it seems, and aro swelling and
strutting about as though thoy were
somebody. Perhaps they may have to
receivo a lesson to teach them tho dif
ference betwooa a little country and a
big oac.''
Ths Washington Star thinks "the
London Lancet has inspired somo of tho
London correspondent) of American
newspapers with tin fear that cholera
will come next summer in the wake of
the Russian influonaa. Cholera is now
in Persia and Kurdistan, on the borders
of Turkey in Asia and Russia in Asia,
and not so very far from Great Britain's
Indici possessions. It is cortainly a
duty of these thrco powers to bo more
than usually watchful for tho next seven
or eight months. As tho grip has
nflfinitios with diphtheria and typhoid
fever it would also bo well for our own
people to put their bodies in sound,
fighting condition and make their
domiciles wholesomi by removal of nil
decaying natter aud tho frco uso of
disinfectant*."
After the Storm.
The wildest storm must spend its forces
The baffled winds pause with a moan,
For sunshine struggling through the mist
Clasps the tired earth in shining zone.
So stormy grief will rob of light
The soul that prays for morning's dawn,
Through black despair in deepest night,
Till hope, and love, and life seem gone.
'Tis then the morning's golden splendor
Dispels the gloom, illumes the way,
Whilst dreamy voices, low and ♦ender,
Whisper, sad heart, behold a perfect day!
—Chicago Journal,
LOITY'S ADVENTURE.
I was quite young when I wont out
to service—only sixteen—and I was
quite frightened at the idea of going
among the grand folks; but father had
not left much, except debts and mort
gages, when he died, and mother was
feeble, and there weie all the little
children to bo taken care of; and
Neighbor Ford told mo that the/
wanted a parlor-maid at the court.
••There ain't so much to do," said
Farmer Ford, "and twolve dollars a
month."
"But a servant!" said mother, and
she put her black stuff apron to her
eyes and began to cry in that weak,
uncertain way she had.
"We're all of us servants, Lydia, to
the Lord," said Neighbor Ford. "And
if every one of us does his duty in the
state of life where it plcasos God to
put us, there ain't nothing more to be
expected."
"Mother," said I, "only think of it!
Twelve dollars a month. llow much
it will help us! Oh, mother, I am so
glad!"
"The child looks at it right," said
Neighbor Ford. • 'She's got more sense
than you have, Lydia!''
So I went to Christall Court. There
was a housekeeper there, and a butler,
and seven servants besides me, and I
soon learaect to perform the duties of
my place neatly and well.
Mrs. Christall's mud used to give m:
many useful hints—sho wa) a quiet, sub
stantial Englishwoman whom tho fami
ly had brought from foreign parts with
them. But her brother fell ill, and she
went home to nurse him, and there
came a line French mademoisello in her
place, whom they called Mademoiselle
Vcronique. Sho spoke two or three differ
ent languages, dressed hair like a fash
lon plate, altered over Mrs. Cnristall's
bonnets and dresses until her wardrobe
seemed twice as largo and varied, and
had a scoro of other accomplishments
at her finger ends. Mrs. C.'install said
sho was "a perfect treasure;" tho old
housekeeper laughed until her
sidos ached, at Veronique's stories;
the footman fell deeply in love
with her, and all tho other maids copied
her dresses, repeated her smart saying),
and strove, in various ways, to imitate
her. But I kept quietly aloof. Some
how I was afraid of Mademoisello Ver
onique. Sho had great, luminous green
eyes like those of a cat; she showed her
teetli, in glistening double rows, when
she laughed, and, although sho was al
ways priding horsalf on her complexion,
I am quito suro it was powder and
paiut.
She came smiling to me one night—
it was of a Sunday evening, Ire mem
ber, when I was sitting by the window
reading my hymn-book, and wondoring
what mother and the children were do
ing.
"Ilero is ma petite Lotteo," she said.
"The shy bird who shrinks away from
me alwayi. But I have eyes, Lottee,
and I have already made myself to per
ceive that you aro very prcttoo. Ah!
Say I not tho truth? And you shall put
a rose in those brown braids, Lottee,
and danca tonight. Peter is going,
and Felix and Amanda; aud the coach
man, who proves himself most amiable,
will take us in the wagonette.''
"But it is Sunday evening," said I.
Mademoiselle Vuronique made n
grimace.
"We aro not Puritans, Lottee," sai 1
she. "We have all been to tho church
today. Why not make a little simple
enjoyment tonight, like tho peasants of
ma belle Normandie? Madame dines
out; tho children, with their good,
heavy-headed nurse, will bo asleep—'
• Did Mrs. Christall say—
"Mad.une knows nothing—absolutely
nothing,'' reiterated Vcronique, impa
tiently. "Are wa poor servants to be
always slaves? Come, ma petite. Tho
good Felix especially wishes to danco
with you, and I have promiied him
that you will be there."
Felix was the upper gardener who
vu ia charge of th« grean-house* and
LAPORTE, PA., FRIDAY, MARCH 7, 1890.
graperies; a spare, livid-facod, little
man, whom I especially disliked.
"It is Sunday evening," said I; "I do
not wish to go. I havo been brought
up to spend Sunday evening quiotly at
homo."
And Mademoisello Voroniquo's per
suasions, flatteries and blandishments
were in vain.
They all wont. I could hear them
returning at ono o'clock in the morn
ing, tiptoeing past my bedroom door;
and their descriptions of the festive
gathering at tho breakfast-tablo next
day were enthusiastic in the oxtromc.
"There's to bo a hop Friday night
week," said Felix, "with a band from
M.ncastor. Lotty will go this time, I
am quito certain, if I ask her; and Mr.
aud Mrs. Christall will bo in New York
that night for tho Charity Ball."
I looked gravely at him.
"Do you think it will bo right,
Felix?" said I.
"Oh, bah!" Mademoiselle Vcronique
interjected, with extreme disgust.
"I'm quite suro thero cau bo nothing
wrong about it," said Felix.
"Then, why do you not ask Mrs.
Christall boldly to let you go?" I ques
tioned.
They looked blankly at one another
—and before they could answer, Mrs.
Hood, tho housekeepor, came ia, and
a signal for silence was passed around.
"Friday night week!" It camo before
wo knew it, almost. Mr. and Mrs.
Christall went to tho Charity Ball, tho
latter so superbly drosse 1 that tho ser
vants gathered in a little group behind
tho butler's pantry door to see her go
out in her diamonds and pink silk. Old
John, tho eldor coachman, was to wait
at S'ington station to bring them back
at 3 o'clock—tho other coachman,
Thompson, was in league with Vcron
ique and her friends, aud was to harness
up the wagonette as soon as tho coast
was fairly clear for Vcioniquo, Hatty,
Julia and Felix.
"Aud L >tty might go, too, if she
only would," said Hatty, reproach
fully.
"I don't think it's right," said I.
Mrs. Hood had gone to see her
daughter at Slington, leaving tho houso
in Julia's chargo, for Julia had been
there some time and was regarded as
quito trustworthy; tho old butler always
went to bod at nine; so that when the
wagonette was off I was tho only per
son left about tho placo. And I had
hardly seated mysolf by tho fire with
needlework before there came a tap at
tho door.
I started, lor T was nervous and
easily frightened, and the house seemed
unnaturally large and lonosomo in the
quiet evening s;lence. It was a little
boy—a stunto 1, big-eyed creature—
whom 112 did not remember to havo Been
in the neighborhood before.
"Are you Lotty Loe?" he asked.
"Yes," I answered, in surprise.
"It's your mother," said hu. "She's
fell on the ice and broko her leg. She
wants you right oil."
"llow did it happen?" I cried, burst
ing into tcari. "Who told you?"
"I can't stay," saiil ha. "They've
sent mo for a doctor, and I ain't to de
lay a second."
And oil ho scudded, his small figure
seeming to lose itself in tho black
masses of evergreen on tho lawn.
What was I to do? I knew that
Johnson, the butler, slept like a log of
wood, and thero was no ono else about
tho house.
"I can just run down homo and be
back in half an hour," thought I. So
I locked the door, saw that tho firo was
all right, and started off across tho dark
copses and frozen fields.
At the mill I sr.w a light burning, and
stopped to inquire of old Mr. Dawson,
whose wife was our nearest neighbor, as
to the extent of the acoident.
"Is mother much hurt!'' sai 11. He
looked atnaze I, and I proceeded to ex
plain myself more fully.
"They've fooled you, my girl," said
he. "I've just come from there —and
your mother's as well and sound as
ever she was i.i her life."
A sudden light seemed to flash across
me. Something was wrong. Thero
was somo under-current of malicious
purpose hidden under all this tissue of
falsehood. And I saw in the eye 3of
Harry Dawson, tho miller's tall son,
who stood beside me, that he, too,
shared my ideal.
"Father," said he, "all isn't right.
Call the Ford lads. Lit us go up to
Christall Court with Lotty.''
"Eh?" said Mr. Dawson. "You
don't suspect—"
"I don't know what I do suspect,
father, •'said Harry, hurriedly buttoning
his coat. "But I know all isn't as it
should be."
We came up to the Court, a little
band of us, ia the frozen silence of the
winter night, aud found that it was as
Ilarry Dawson had suspected. Christall
Court was in the possession of three
men whoso tools, scattered around, pro
claimed them to bo professional burg,
lars, while tha poor old butler, fast
asleep at the top of the house, never
dreamed that aught was amiss. But,
expert as were theso thieves, the sturdy
strongth and superior numbers of out
party were too much for them. They
wero overpowered and bound—and
whon the wagonette came homo with
its load of cross and sleepy servants, 1
it served to carry the captives to the
county jail.
It proved that ono of them was Vc
ronique's brother—and that the French
woman herself was in leaguo with them.
Veronique left tho country, abruptly;
all the other servants, except Sirs.
Ilood, Old John and tho butler, were
discharged—and lam Mrs. Christall's
own maid, now.
To be sure, it isn't much of an ad
venture, but such as it is, I have told it
as plainly as I could remember. Tht
Ledger.
Thirsty Travelers' Tree.
A European travoler, on his way from
tho coast of Madagascar to tho capital,
Tananarivo, in tho interior, had emp
tied his water-flask and was suffering
from thirst, 110 asked one of tho na
tives of his party when he should be
able to obtain water.
"Any tinio you liko it," said tho na
tive, smiling.
The European saw no signs of springs
or water; but tho native conducted him
ton group of tall, palm-like trees,
standing in a cluster on the edge of tho
forest, with straight trunks and bright
green, broad leaves growing from tho
opposite sides of tho stalk, and mak
ing the tree appear liko a great fan.
Tho white man gazed admiringly at tho
tree.
"You think it is a fine tree,"said the
native, "but I will show you what it is
good for."
He pierced tho root oi one of the leaf
stems at the point where it joined tho
tree with his spear, whereupon a stream
of clear water spurted out which the
European caught in his water can, and
found cool, fresh and excellent to drink.
Tho party having satisfied their thirst
and taken supper, tho nativo who had
spoken went on,
"This tree, which is good for us in
moro ways than one, we call tho travel
ers' tree."
"But where does tho water come
from that tho treo contains," asked the
white mau. "Is it taken up from tho
soil?"
"Oh, no," said tho native. "The
leaves drink in tho rain that falls on
them aud when it has parsed all through
them it becomes very pure and sweot."
The Earth Growing Larger.
earth, traveliug in its orbit
around the sun and onward with tho en
tiro solar system arouud some unknown
and still greater centre of attraction, is
constantly U-avcrsing new regions of
space, which it depletes of meteoric
dust and meteorites, thui steadily—no
matter how slowly—increasing in diam
eter. Now let this growth continue till
tho earth has just twice tho attractivo
power which it now possesses, wo
should then have twice tho number oi
metooritos and doublo tho quantity of
dust falling annually upon it than
now.
Fortunately for our heads, tho earth
has not yet attained vory formidable
dimensions, but wo may look upon it as
an established fact that it constantly
gains in weight, and that in proportion
to such gain its attractive power steadi
ly increases.
The attractivo force of the sun is so
enormous that a perpetual hail of mete
orites and a torront of dust particlos
must rush upon it from all directions,
and somo of the foremost observers aro
now of opinion that theso falling
bodies are the sole cause of tho sun's
heat.
In tho light of this theory our earth
is a young and growing, not an old and
dying planet; a planet with a future,
which ought to be cheerful nows to all
of us, although we shall not live to reap
the benefit of it, and the sun, far from
being on i:s lust legs as an expiring
luminary, is steadily gaining in heat
and lighting capacitjr. American Oeolo
ffitt.
Terms—sl.2s in Advance; 51.50 after Three Months.
SCIENTIFIC SCRArS.
Artificial glaciors as a means of stor
ing water for irrigation have been pro
posed.
Adolph Sutro of Ban Francisco is
trying to solve tho quinino problem on
his cstato by raising cinchona trees,
from tho bark of which juinino ia
extracted.
Miss Proctor of Lima, Ohio, has
patented a process by which it is
claimed 10,000 cubic feet of illuminat
ing gas can be extracted from ono
barrel of Lima oil.
Tho mineral called turfa, or brazo
lina, lately discovered in Bahia, fur
nishes an oil akin to patroleum, a paraf
fine suitable for tho manufacture of
candles, and a good lubricating oil.
Tho hydrocarbon process of treating
iron so that it will not corrode, is said
to cost less than one-half of that of
galvanizing, whilo tho durability, under
similar conditions, is considerably ex
tended.
A method of treating pine leaves for
the purpose of converting them into a
pulp for tho manufacture of a strong
and superior paper by exposing tho
leaves to tho action of steam under
pressure lias been successfully tried.
The peculiar odor of Russian leather
which enables it to resist the ravages of
insects, arises from the employment of
an oil obtained by tho dry distillation
of the bark of tho birch treo, the oil
being worked into the flesh side of tho
leather by means of suitable tools.
Recent observations of tho waters of
Great Salt Lake prove conclusively that
tho statements mado that no form of
animal or plant life exists in tho lake
are erroneous. No fish or other largo
form of animal life has been discovered,
but tho prosonco of vegetable organisms
in tho lako may bo considered a fact
from tho abundance of animal exist
ences.
Dr. Alanus, loader of tVc German
vegetarians, has abandoned the diet on
the ground that a purely vegetable diet
interferes with tho proper functions of
tho arteries. Tho French physicians
Monin and Triolli confirm this view,and
say it causos chalky degeneration of the
arteries on account of tho too great
preponderanca of mineral salts.
Signor Schiaparelli, the eminent Mi
lan astronomer, well known for his re
searches on the shooting stars and on
tho canals of tho planet Mars, has an.
nounced that after ten years' investiga
tion he has ascertained that Marcury
has a rotation like that of tho moon.
Its rotation on its own axis and that
round the sun synchronize, so that it
always turns tho samo sido to tho sun,
as the moon docs to the earth.
The Economical Chinese.
fho Chinese aro pre-eminently eco
nomical, whether it be in limiting tho
number of wants, in preventing waste
or in adjusting forces in such a manner
as to make a littlo represent a great
deal. The universal diet consists of
rice, beans, millet, garden vegetables
and fish, wilh a littlo meat on high fes
tivals.
Wholesome food in abundanco may
bo supplied at less than a penuy a day
for each adult, and even in famine
times thousands of persons have been
kept alive for months on about a half
penny a day each. This implies the ex
istence of a high degreo of culinary
skill in tho Chinese.
Their modes of preparing food aro
thorough and various. Thero is no
waste; everything is made to do as
much duty as possiblo. What is left is
the veriest triflo. The physical condi
tion of tho Chinese dog or cat, who has
to live on thj leavings of the family,
shows this. They arc clearly kept on
starvation allowances.
Another examplo ot careful, calculat
ing economy is tho construction of the
cooking pots and boilers, tho bottoms
of which aro as thin as possiblo that tho
contents may boil all tho sooner, for
fuel is scarce, and consists generally of
nothing but tho stalks and roots of the
crops, which make a rapid blazo and
disappear.
The business of gathering fuel is com
mitted to children, for ono who can do
nothing else can at least pick up straws
and leaves and weeds. In autumn and
winter a vast army of fuel-gatherers
spread over the land. Hoys ascend
trees and beat them with clubs to (hake
off the leaves; the very straws get no
time to show which way the wind blows
before they are annexed by somo col
lector.
NO. 21.
Light and Lore.
If light should strike through every dark
ened place
How many a deed of wickedness and of
shame
Would cease, arrested by its gentle grace,
And striving virtue rise, unscathed by
blame!
The prisoner in his cell new hopes would
frame,
The miner catch the metal's lurking
trace,
The sage would grasp the ills that harm our
race,
And unknown heroes leap to sudden
fame.
If love for one short hour had perfect sway,
How many a rankling sore its touch
would heal,
How many a misconception pass away
And hearts long hardened learn to feel;
What sympathies would awake, what feuds
decay,
If perfect lovo might reign for one short
day!
—New Orleans Picayune.
HUMOROUS.
It is hotter to have a turnup noso
than a cabbage head.
The flannel shirt is so modest that it
shrinks from day today.
Is a gun thought to In doing great
execution when it hangs fire?
A prudent man is liko a pin; his
head prevents h:*n going too far.
When the man said figures do not lie,
he did not alludo to figures of speoch.
Culture does not make a gentleman.
A regular beet may be a cultivated
thing.
"Silence is golden," said the wit
who wrote and sold his joke, instead
of telling it.
A morning paper asks, "Is tho Indian
dying out?" lie is not dying out so
much as formerly. As he becomes mora
civilized he goes into die.
Inquisitivo Citizen—What's tho mat
ter with the man? Been run over by a
railroad train? Ambulance Surgeon—
Worso than that. He was caught
among tho women in a bargain rush at
Seller's.
A good thing can bo carried too far.
A Boston man, who had beon told that
lio was about to die, asked tho doctor
for his bill, saying that he did not
wish to depart from his life-long rule,
•'Pay as you go."
Station Master—Come, come, my
good man! You mustn't walk on the
track. Tramp (disgustedly)—The
conductor says I can't rido, and you say
I can't walk. What's your blamed old
road here for, anyhow?
Mamma—Bobby, I noticed that your
little sister took tho smaller applo. Did
you let her havo her choice, as I told
you to? Bobby—Yes, I told her she
could havo tho little ono or nono, and
sho choso the littlo one.
Young lady (to editor) —I have suclx
a pretty littlo story with mi. Can you
use it? Editor—Oh, certainly; we can
uso anything hero. (To office boy)
Jimmy, put a few moro manuscript! in
the stove; tho room is growing cold.
Always Employed—Benevolent Per
son (to tram])) —What do you usually
do in tho winter time? Tramp—Wait
for summer. Benevolent Person—
And what do you do when summer
comes? Tramp (resignedly)— Begin
to wait fer winter.
Cremation reduces the human body
to a littlo paper of ashes which a post
age stamp will carry any distance with
in the bounds of tho country. Stingy
people can congratulate themselves on
the economical rates of travol in store
for their remains.
Feeling For Animals.
The power of feeling for animals,
realizing their wants and making thoir
pains our own, is one which is most ir
regularly shown by human beings. A
Timon may havo it and a Howard be de
void of it. A rough shepherd's heart
may overflow with it and that of an ex
quisitely line gentleman and distin
guished man of science may bo as utter
ly without it as the nether millstone.
One thing I think must bo clear—till
man has learned to feel for all his sen
tient fellow-creatures, whether in human
or brute form, of his own class and sex
and country or of another, he has not
yet ascended the first step towards true
civilization nor appliod the first lesson
from the love of God.— Picayune.
THE grinning dog belonging to Jacob
Hendricks, of Swamp, Berks County,
Pa., was stolen a few nights ago an«l
tied to a tree in the woods. When re
covered it was nearly famished, auu
had almost gnawed the tree down