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.