SULLIVAN REPUBLICAN. W, M. CHENEY, Publisher. VOL. VIII. Siuiles and Tears. You meant to wound me? Then forgivs 0 friend, that when the blow foil, I Turned my face from you to the wal" To smile, instead of die. You meant to gladden me? Dear frien Whose praise like jewels I have kej^ Forgive me, that for very joy 1 bent my happy Head and wept. The Century. HER LITTLE SISTER. "Lizzio has gono again," said Mrs. Crest. "Lizzie's no sort of uso to mo of late. I don't know what's come to the child, but sho does act to me as if she was bewitched." Frances Crest set down Iho blue rimmed plate she was wiping ' with a coarse homespun towel. "Where is sho, mother?'' said she. "Out in the woods, I suppose. It's where she always goes." "Mother, you must remember that L : zzie is young. Don't bo hard upon her!" plea led Frances. Mrs. Crest was Farmer Obed Crest's second wife, and Frances, tho tall, pale gill with the sombro brown eyes and the oval, colorless face, was tho good woman's stepdaughter, while pretty 18- veai-old Lizzie was her own and only child. "But for all that,'' said Mrs. Crest, "I put a great deal more dependence on Frances than I do on Lizzie. Fran ces is all the same to mo as my own child. '* "Hard upon her!" she repeated querulously. "What I'm afraid of is that I'm too easy with her. She's al ways had her own way in everything. And she takes it dreadful hard that you should be going to Albany and she left at home. I never knew such nonsense in my life!" A disturbed expression passed over Frances's face. "It's natural sho should feel so, mother," sho urged, gently. Frances Crest liad diligently taught school for three consecutive seasons to earn the money for this coveted winter in Albany, during which she had prom ised herself to take music lessons and ald to her knowledge of art and literature. For she was sngaged to Stephen Ellsworth, and she longed, with an ex ceedingly great desire, to make herself worthy of his love. "I'm only n country girl," she said to herself, "and he lives in tho city, where ho is meeting brilliant women every day. And it would be dreadful, if, after we were married, ho should be ashamed of mc!'' Mrs. Rigney, a distant cousin of the Crests, had offered to give Frances a home for the winter for what use she could render in household matters, and the money she had saved was to be spent in suitable dress, lessons and other expenses. And, best of all, sho would soe Stephen Ellsworth every day. She had looked forward to this for a long time; now it was very near, and licr lieart was full of happiness. She finished her household tasks and went quietly out to the nook in tho woods where she knew that she should find Lizzie. It was a sheltered glade, where a twisted grape-vine overhung tho brown waters of a babbling brook and tall plumes of golden-rod noddled along the narrow path. And here, with her hoad leaning listlessly against a tree-trunlc, sat a lovely girl of scarcely 18, with deop blue eyes, full, cherry-red lips, and a complexion liko a balsam-flower. One hand was immersed in the cool, run ning water; the other held a crumplod pocket-handkerchief, drenched with tears. "Lizzie!" exclaimed Frances, "you have been crying!" Tho blue eyes sparkled resentfully. "Crying? Of course I've been cry ing!" retorted Lizzio Crest. "Who wouldn't cry, to bo left alono in this dismal hole all winter long, whilo you aro enjoying yourself in tho city? But I won t stay here. I'll run away and go on the stage, or else drown myself in Packer's pool." "Lizzie! Lizai«l think what you are saying!'' "I don't care!" pou'.od Lizzio. j "What is lifo worth in a place lilte ' this?" And sho burst into a fresh flood of tears. Frances sat down and took tho gol'd en head tenderly into hor lap v All her life long iho had 4*been scy customed to subordinate her to tliat of mis lovely, tempestuous sprite. What signified one sacrifice more or less? "Don't cry any more, Lizzie I'' she whispered. ''l've made up my mind. You shall goto Aunt Josie, instead of me.'' "I?" "And I'll wait another year," added Frances, swallowing a lump in her throat. "You shall have the music lessons and tho art lectures; you shall see what a winter in the city is like." Lizzie's eyes sparkled; her cheeks were red. Sho flung her arms around Frances's neck with a sudden cry of rapture. ' Oh, Frances, you don't really mean it?" "Yes, I do," bravely uttered Frances. "But mother won't consent." "I will see to that." Onco more Lizzie showered soft, warm kisses on her sister's check. "Oh, you darling! you sweet guar dian angell ' she cried. "And lam a selfish little beast to allow you to sacri fice yourself in this outrageous fashion. But if you knew how I have longed to escape from this dreadful groove of housework and sewing and buttef makiugl'' "You shall escape, Lizzie," said Fiances. And no one ever knew the bitterness of tho tears sho shed when Lizzie went to Albany. Mrs. Crest remonstrated stoutly, but Frances held to her own way, and Liz zic's entreaties wero not to ba with stood. "Francos don't care,'' pleadedslie; "Frances always was a human icicle. And I'm so mack younger than sho is, and—and " "And so much prettier," quietly spoke the elder sister- "Yes, Lizzie, dear, I know it." Lizzie laughed and tossed her golden curls. . "At all events," said sho, "I think I ought to havo a fair chance." Lizzie's letters from Albany were full of life and sparkle. Sho was like a bird let loose. Everything was couleur de rose to her. The gay streets were a dream of delight; tho opera was an actual reality. Her new dresses filled her with delight; she was improving so fast in music and drawing, and sho could not imagine how she hud over lived all thoso dreary, dragging years in tho old farmhouse at home. "And, best of all, Stephen Ellsworth had been so often to soo her, and taken lier out sleighing and to the picture galleries and theatres, "all on dear old Frances's account, of course," she added, with a spice of merry mischief. She could not say enough in praise of Stephen Ellsworth. 110 was so hand - some, so stylish; the old Eilsworlh mansion on State stroet was so elegant; ho sent her such exquisite cut flowers and baskets of fruit! And Frances, reading those letters at home after her day's work of school teaching was over, triod to rejoice in her young sister's happiness. "Mother," she said one day, *'l should like to soo tho child in her new dresses. I think I'll go up to Albany and surprise her. Lucy Lampson will take the school for a week. Dear little Lizzie! how astonished sho will be." "Wife," said Farmer Crest hoarsely, when Frances had gone up to bed, full of her new plan, "I don't know's we ought to let her go." "Why not, Obed?'' "I saw Dr. Jones's son this morning. Ho is just homo from tho Albany medi cal college, aud ho says every ono is talking of our Lizzie's engagement to Cap'n Ellsworth." "Obed Crest, you're a-dreamin't'' "I wish I was, wife, I wish I was! But it's only what we'd ought to havo expected. Lizzie is as pretty as a pic ter, and as frothy as a bowl o' soap suds, and brimful o' mischief into the bargain; and Ellsworth's only a mortal man after all. Frances ought to havo married him a year ago, when he wanted her to do so, only sho wouldn't leave us until we'd paid tho mortgage on tho farm, and got even with tho world." "But, Obed, what aro we to do? I cau't tell her," sobbed tho old lady. "Nor I, neither. There's no help for it, wife; she's got to find it out herself." And ho let his wrinkled forehead fall into his hands with a groan. Just then the door opened. A tall, slight figure came in like a gliding shadow. LAPORTE, PA., FRIDAY, APRIL 4, 1890. "I've heard it all, father," said Frances, and you mustn't blamo either Stephen or Lizzie. It—it was only natural. He has grown tired of wait ing for me. Aud Lizzie is very lovely. I can't blame any man for wanting to mako her his wife. I shall goto Al bany, all the same, and tell them not to mind me. You know," with rather a forced smile, "people always said I was cut out for an old ma d. And—and— we three can be very happy here at home all our lives long, can't we?" And here poor Frances broke down, and cried bitterly. "Don't mind me," said she. "I shall be quite used to it after awhile." It was a brilliant January afternoon —the grouud covered with snow, the sun shining with arctic splendor, and all the streets musical with the joyous chime of sleighbells—when Frances Crest arrived at Mrs. Rigney's house in Albany. "Why—Francos—Crest," ejaculated the good lady, "is this you?" "I came to surprise Lizzio, Aunt Josie," said the traveler, smiling faintly. "Well, it will be a surprise," said Mrs. Rigney. "Go right up, dear. She's in tho parlor with " "With Capt. Ellsworth?'' "How on earth did you know?" cried the comfortable elderly lady. "Has she written to you?" "No, not a word," Frances an swered. "But I know it all, neverthe less." She went on, and knocked at tho parlor door. "Como in!" called Lizzie's sweet so prano voice; aud, with a sudden quick ening of tho heart, she obeyed. Was that little Lizzie standing by the fire, one dainty, slippered foot on tho fender, her gleaming silken gown held by a slim, white hand, while her ex quisite profile was outlined against the ruby velvet of the lambrequin? She looked moro like a princess—a fairy queen. In this atmosphere of change aud happiness sho had fairly blossomed out liko arose in mil-Juao- And that tall figuro in tho shadow beyond "Frances! Dear, dear Frances! In a second Lizzio was in her arms. "You got my letter, love—the letter I wrote to you yesteiday—the letter that told you all?'' "1 have received no letter, Lizzie. I left home early this morning, but— where is Capt. Ellsworth?' "Here—right before your eyes. C'omo licie, Clarence, and let me introduce you to your new sister; for wo aro en gaged, Frances, Clarence and I. That is my mysterious secret." The tall figure advanced with a rnil tary sort of salute. It was not Stephen at all, but a taller, younger, less impressive-looking man. Frances bowed in a bewildered way. "But Stephen—where is Stephen?'' she asked. "Gone down to Woodfield, Frances, after you. Because ho says he means there shall be a double wedding if there's to bo a singlo one, and ho de clares he won't wait any longer for you to make up your mind. And how puzzled ho will be, to bo sure, when ho finds the bird has flown! Are you very much surprised, Frances? But you see, Clarence is in the regular army—not a more militia captain liko Stephen. He is stationed in Florida, aud he will spend his leavo of absenco with his cousins here in Alb my; and so, of course, I couldn't help getting acquainted with him, because Stephen carnc here every day to talk about you, and Clarence always camo with hm. And—Yes, Clarence; go away now and get the flowers for the evening's reception at Miss Bird's, for I' vc got so much to say to my sister." Sho dismissed her handsome lover with tho nonchalanco of a queen, and then showered caresses anew on Frances. "Isn't ho splendid, darling?" she cried. "And only think, I owe it all to you; for if it hadn't been for you sending mo here, I never should have met him at all. And we'll telegraph to Stephon at once, and you will con sent to be married at the same timo with me—won't you, dear?" •'Yes," said Frances, her eyes brim ming over with blissful tears, "I willl" Stanley estimates that thoro is room in Africa for 80,000 milos of railroad. American railroad conductors will never goto Africa to seenro employment at their filing. Tiiey might bo able to stand the climate, but the names of the stations would paralyze them. THE HUMAN NOSE. Celebrated Men Who Had Large Olfactory Organs The Most Characteristic Fea ture of the Face. Tho nose forms ono of tho cliaratcr iatic features of the human face, and tl>o more one studies it, tho more he •wrill appreciate its importance. There are fourteen bones in the nose and a mass of cartilages which aro ossified in tp immovable rigidity. It is an un bending nose; it will domineer; it will dictate; it will subdue. There are no two noses alike, but all noses have many tilings in common. For exam ple, all noses sneeze,snarl, snuff, snore, snort, sneer, sniff snufile, snig ger and snivel. Noses mark tho peculiarity of races and the grada tions of society. Tho noses of Austra lians, the Esquimaux aud tho Africans— broad, flat and weak—mark their men tal and moral characteristics. Tho striking dillorenco between the African negroes and the North American Indian is sculptured on their nosos. The Cau casian has a prominent aud well-defined nose and lie leads in subduing the world. The Chinese have bad noses, and they are intellectually a superior race, but they aro not really a proper exception, for they flatten tho noses of their chil dren in infancy. They hare cultivated small nnd flat noses for generations upon some absurd notion that tho eyes are the more important and should not bo obscured by the nose. If you look at the progress of indi vidual life tho contour of a noso marks all its stages. Who ever saw a baby with a Roman or aquiline nose, or even a Grecian? The baby nose is a little snub, tho nose of weakness and unde velopuient. The child's nose keeps its inward curve; in youth it straightens, ami then comes, in certain characters fi d races, the bold outward curve of tho aquiline or the stronger promi nence of the Roman. It may stop at any point in tho march of progress and present a case of arrested develop ment. And wo all feel instinctively that a certain shaped noso is the proper index of a certain character. Almost all great meu have been re markable for their noses, cither as to shape, or size or color. Scipio Nasica derived his name from the prominent share of this feature possessed by him; the immortal Ovid, surnaincd Naso, was Mr. Nosey, or bott!o nose. Socrates had a snub, but ho was frank enough to admit that in his heart he was a very bad man. Training did much for hiin, as it docs lor anybody; but a man who enters lifo with a suub is seriously handicapped. In the medals of Cyrus and Artaxerxes the tips of their noses come clear out to the rim of the coin. Antioclius VIII. was an imposing prince. They called him "Gyprus" because his nose was as big and as hooked as a vul ture's beak. Bnt then the ancient Per sians permitted only the owners of large noses to enjoy royal honors. Numa's nose was six inches in length, whence he obtained his surname of Pompilius, as being tho owner of a superlativo nose. Lycurgus aud Solon, according to Plutarch, were distinguished in the same manner. Mohammed's noso must havo been a curiosity. It was so curved that the point seemed to bo endeavoring to in sert itself between his lips. At a later timo a phenomenal noso must have been that of the Great Frederick of Prussia. Lavater offeied to wager his reputation that blindfolded ho could toll it out of 10,000 other noses by simply taking it between his thumb aud forefinger. The nose of the Emperor Rudolph of Aus tria saved his life in an odd kind of a way. During ono of his campaigns a troop of knights entered into a COB. spirucy to kill him. A peasant who was employed about the touts of the conspirators ono evening overheard them say; "Tomorrow we'll surprise His old big nose and cut him to pieces.' After his work was ovor tho peasant started out to visit somo friends in an other part of tho camp. Tho Emperor who was going about with somo of his knights, meeting tho man, asked who ho was and what was going on in this part of tho camp. Ho innocently told that thero would be fua next morning, as they wero goiug to cut a big nose in pieces. But they had not even a chance to get out of bed "next morn ing." Terms—sl.2s in Advance; $1.50 after Three Months. ?The French and, indeed, all the other Latin races, are remarkably "nosey." Napoleon I.'s nose was ex quisitely chiseled, sculpturesque in mold, form and expression. Ho was wont to say, ."Give mo a man with plenty of no3e." He little dreamed that ho was destined to be baffled by a people—the Russians whoso noses wero well nigh level with their faces, and that his ultimate victor was to be a man with the most prominent nose in Europe—Arthur, Duke of Wellington. Alexander the Great had a large nose; so had Richelieu and Cardinal Wolsey. Look at the portrait of Washington. All that is grer.t in firmness, patience and heroism is stamped upon his nose, which is tho truo aquiline. Julius Canar's nose was of the same type aud he possessed the same characteristics of patient courage aud heroic firmness that belonged to Washington. The wide nostriled nose betokens strong power of thought and love for serious meditation, and these you see in the portraits of Shakspeare, Bacon, Franklin and Dr. Johnson, aud others of our groat students and writers.— Troy Timet. No Bank Thieves in Wall Street. Inspector Byrnes, in his "Professional Criminals of America," gives a list of one hundred banks which thievos either rifled or attemptod to rob between No vember, 1802, and February, 1885. Ten of these were in tho city of New Yirk. Owing to the thoroughly efficient de tective system established in Wall street, the depredations of tho bank sneaks have been summarily ended in that lo . cality. Theso daring villains are "all. meu of education, pleasing address, good personal appearauce, and are fault less in ihoir attire." Cold, quick, res olute, and acting In concert, oiio may be on the lookout, a second engaged in interesting conversation with a batik officer or officers, and a third stealthily creeping behind tho counter and captur ing the cash or a bundle of bonds. Or tho lasi may obtain access to the vault, from which ho purloins whatever ho may deftly conceal and carry off, whilo his confederates monopolize the attcn tion of the clerks. One of tho most daring bank snatchers in the city ef fected two robberies in the course of a single day. Entering one bank he leaped to the top of a partition seven feet high, leaned over, snatched two packages of bills containing SIOOO each, and escaped. A littlo later ho climbed on the counter of another bank, captured several thousand dol lars, and again e-cape 1. Similar suc cess attended the bold miscreant in his subsequent attempt to escape from the Court of General Sessions. He is now in jail.— Harper's Magazine. A Boastful Boy's Downfall. A littlo boy who had won a prize for learning Scripturo versos and was great ly elated thereby was asked by a minis ter if it took him a long timo to com mit them. "Oh, no," said the boy, boastfully, "I can learn any verso in tho Biblo in five minutes. " "Can you, indeed? and will you learn ono for me?" "Yes, sir." "Then in live minutes from now 1 would like very mcch to hear you re peat this verse," said tho minister, handing him tho book and pointing out the ninth verso of tho eighth chapter of Esther: "Then were the King's scribos called at that tnno in the third month, that is, the moi>th Sivau, on tho three and twentieth day thereof; and it was writ ten, according to all that Mordecai commanded unto the Jews, and to the lieutenants, and tho deputies and rulers of tho provinces according to the writing thereof, and unto every people after their language, aud to the Jews according to their writing, and accord ing to their language." Master Conceit entorcd upon his task with confidence, but at the end of one hour, to his mortification, could not re peat it without slip. Jay Gould's Neck. Air. Muldoon, tho handsome, cham pion, and gentlemanly '.vrcstlor, tells me, says an Epich writer, that an infalliblo sign of death is a "stringy" neck. That is, a neck with hollows in it deep enough to put one's knuckles in. Well, Mr. Gould's neck is that kind of one, lam sorry to say. Tho whole trouble with Mr. Gould is a most miserable stomach. i NO. 25. CHILDREN'S COLUMN. A MORAL HISTORY. Blowzer and Towier were two little geese, That is to say they were dogs; as you see; But though one was the aunt and the other her niece, Somehow or other they couldn't agree 1 Couldn't agree; for though each loved the other. No matter what came up, from tidbits to rats, If one took up one side, then one took an other, And there was a fight like the Kilkenny cats. Towzer and Biowzor I 'Twas stranger b» cause These doggies were lovely in every way; Were clean as two pins as to fucesand paws, And brushed their brown coats twenty times in the day ; Played with the other dogs gaily and sweet ly, Wagged their small tails when the neigh bors came by, Won every heart in the village completely, And never were known to tell one little lie. But if you gave one a bite or a bone, My! what a rumpus the other would makel If vou should pat one small body alone, The other would whine till your poor ears would ache; Then when you turned away for a minute, They'd snarl and fight, as of reason be reft, And lose all the good that the morsel had in it— So Towzer and Blowzer were both of them left! Wasn't I right then in calling them geese? If they were loving, how well they could fare; Sharing their goodies they'd each have a piece, And often and often a little to spare. did you ever know two little brothers Wh» might have such perfectly elegant times, But who squabble—sometimes—and jusl worry their mothers, Like the two little doggies I sing in my rhymes? -• Wide-Awake. ■WISE 01,1) CAT. There were throe cats in a William street family in Norwich, Conn., and as the lady of the house concluded that one was sufficient, an edict of death was passed on the old cat and her kit tea. The question of tho manner of death was settled and chloroform pur chased. Some days passed before the execu tioner could muster courage to execute the scutence and finally the lady put somo laudanum into the cat's milk, thinking to produce o stupor that would mako the chloroform more easy. The old cat lasted the milk, cast her eyes suspiciously about her, and refusod to cat. The kitten rushed to the dish, but was violently knocked away by the old cat, who took a corner of a mat and covered over the dish to hido it from the kitten and prevent her from taking the "medicine.'' The lady could not believe it possi ble that the act was intentional, and uncovered the dish. Tho cat again knocked the kitten from it and covered it more carefully than before. Tho rep etition of the protective act was too much for the lady, and tho cat and her two kittens were allowed to live. ELEniANT WISDOM. An elephant employed in Ceylon in building a largo stone dam to close up a river, and thus form a lake, was ono of the sights of tho place. He first of all drew from tho quarry the huge stone that was to be used; he then undid tho chain by which he had drawn it. lie next proceeded to roll it with his forehead along the narrow atone wall, or embankment, until he had fitted it exactly into its place. On the ono side of this wall waa a precipice, on the other a deep lake. As the stone was pushed by his forehead it would at one time incline to tho lake, at another over the precipice, but he immediately made it straight again with his foot. He was doing the work of ten men, and with the accuracy of a skilled mason. Ono day when he was at work a by stander asked if he would take up a large sledge-hammer lying on the ground and break an enormous rock close to it. The officer in charge of the work said this was asking too much, but the mahout who heard the conver sation, replied gravely: •'Bomtfera can and will do every thing he Is asked." ho then said some thing to the elephant, who took up the sleige as if it were a feather and knocked the stone to piece*. •'Now, take your pipe and smoke it," said tho mahout, upon which tha ani mal stuck the sledge in his mouth and walked off with it.
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