SULLIVAN REPUBLICAN.
W. M. CHENEY, Publisher.
VOL. VIII.
Typhoid f«ver in India is becoming
•o \videspiead that it is as much feared
as cholera, aad a government commis
sion has bean appointed to investigate
it.
The Russian physician, Dr. Bapchin
ski, announces that he has discovered a
euro for diphtheria. lie says tho dis
ease is easily curablo by inoculation of
erysipelas.
According to Kirk Munroo, in an
article in Scribner's, there is now exist
ing in tho Florida Everglades a band
of Seminole Indians wlioso existence is
legally unknown and who, in conse
quence, have no rights under tho law
that a white man is bound to respect
This is a big country.
Upon tho heels of tho ratilication of
the extradition treaty by the Senate,
comes the report that Mr. Blaine and
Sir John Pauncefote, the British minis
ter at Washington, have progressed far
enough in their preliminary work on a
fisheries and sealing treaty to submit its
oullines to the two governments.
Tho rigid enforcement of tho gnmo
laws in Massachusetts will at no Into day
result in restocking tho nearly devasta
ted woods, which especially in tho
region from Plymouth to tho Cipo aro
magnificent. Already deer aro seen
stalking about near Sandwich, and in a
few seasons quail and small game will
again be plentiful.
On a half aero of lau I in Middle?,
borough, Ivy., there aro twenty-four
distinct varieties of trees, as follows:
White oak, walnut, red oak, poplar,
cherry, sassafras persimmon, plum,
maple, mulberry, pawpaw, water beech,
hickory, dogwood, sycamore, willow
asli, elm, red haw, box elder, sweet
gum, spiccwood, black gum, black
haw.
A laboratory for tho free treatment
of patients suffering from hydrophobia
is soon to be opened at 178 East Tenth
Street, in New York city, by Dr. Paul
Gibier, a professor of pathology at the
Paris Museum of Natural History, and
a collaborator of Pasteur and other dis
tinguished scientists. Harper's Weekly
says "ho is ono of tho greatest experts
in hydrophobia, and has also mado es
pecial studies of the yellow-fever and
cholera. His laboratory hero will be
patterned after the one in Paris."
Tho Now York World doclaros that
"the island of Cuba needs a govern
ment with a strong head and hand. At
present it has no hea 1 at all, and the
condition of things is truly distressing
and alarming. Several buildings have
been blown up, one a railway station in
which tlioro were a number of people.
Brigands have also ab.lucted some
wealthy citizens, whom they hold for
ransom. This reckless sort of thing
should bo checked at any cost. The
•xcitcnicnt in Havana is very groat iu
the face of- theso lawless atrocities. Is
Cuba incapable of governing herself?"
The force of an ice shove is illustrat
ed by an incident rolatod in a Montre
al papor, when a homo and family wera
swept away: "The man and woman and
their two or three children were in tho
foam, which had foundations and walls
feet thick in places. It was
tbout 12 o'clock, and the family were
fit their dinnor, when suddenly the ice
gnXimenccd to move. Tho upper ice
(truck tho sheet of shore ico and sent
ttliko a huge kiufo up tho bank, scrap
ing all beforo it. Beforo tho family
had time to cscapo tho edge of the
knife hud struck tho house. It cut it
clean away and left not a soul alivo of
tho entire family. Hardly one stono
remained upon another, so heavy was
the crash of tho ico upon tho house."
Tho watch which Stanley carried
with him into Central Africa was made
in London. It is a marvel in its way
and was subjected to the severest tests.
For three days it was placed in heat
that nearly melted it; then it was tnkon
and putin a lump of ice and kept foi
another three days. It was afterwards
submerged in water and all this timo
it did not vary a second. Back and
front screwed down instead of snapping
down, as is the case in most watchos,
and they screwed down on leather in
such a way that it was impossible for a
grain of dust to get into the mechanism.
Mr. Stanley required to liavo a very
perfect watch, for experience taught
him that it was not possible for him to
consult the town clocks as ho passed
through Africa.
The Hearth»Flre.
I sit and muse before the open fire
And watch the fairy flamelets dance in glee;
They wave thetr slender arms right merrily
And flaunt with mystic grace their bright
attire.
They seem to say to me, the sportive choir,
U W« are the sunbeams, hidden in this tree
bong, long ago. 'Tis thou hast set us free.
With puntomime to please thee We desire."
""e te!l me also, happy, winsome sprite,
That smiles and cheering words of bygone
days,
Soul-sunshine, yet unheeded as our breath,
May come to us again in darkest nights
From mem'ry's treasure-house, and visions
raise
To warm and quicken faith that wavereth.
—Frederick L. Sargent, in Youth!< Compan
ion.
OLD CLOTHES.
"For once I'vo been made a fool of,"
said Mr. Pattipan, just beforo ho went
out to breakfast ono morning. "I've
taken bad money, and I no more know
from whom than I know tho Koran.
And what is more," added Mr. Patti
pan, "I shall oiler it to some ono if I
carry it about with me, and get into
difficulties. I'll leave it here."
He put it into the china bowl full of
visiting-cards that stood on a table in
tho corner of his wife's parlor as ho
spoke, kissed her, and took his way to
those regions vnguoly spoken of as
and Mrs. Pattipan
looked at the couuterfeit note, and in
order that sho might not make some
mistake herself tore it across tho middle
before throwing it back into the china
bowl.
"Mr. Pattipan never observed suffi
ciently," sho said to herself. "llis or
gans of reflection are large, but his or
gans of observation are small."
Mrs. Pattipan had studied phrenology
in her youth, when it was fashionable
to do so, and had a habit of attributing
people's virtues or failing} to their
bumps. Then sho went about her
household duties, ordered tho dinner,
scolded tho servant, arranged her bu
reau drawers and attended to Mr. Patti
pan's buttons, and in the middlo of
this task heard tho door-bell ring. It
rang twice without beiug answered—
cook and Sara Jane being in a deep
quarrel, occasioned by tho reproofs of
their mistress—so Mrs. Pattipan, hav
pceped over the ballustrades for some
seconds, descended tho stairs and
opened tho door herself. Through the
gloss she could seo that it was only a
peddler of some sort, who would bo sent
away at once, after which she would at
tend to the culprit below stairs.
As sho opened tho door she saw upon
the slops without an old-clothes-man
with a basket of china ou his arm. A
fat little old fellow with a benevolent
smile, who puihod his basket into the
door as an entoring wedge, and said
very softly and tendorly and with per
suasive waves of his hand from tho
check outward:
"Laty—dear laty—a-me-aible laty,
vill you not exchange some ole clo'cs
which are of no goot, for some elegant
new vases vich vill inako you alvays
some blcasure ven you look at dem?
Elegant vasosl Oh, you shall seo dem."
"No," said Mrs. Pattipan, "no, I
think not."
But the woman who deliberates with
an old-clothes-man at the door is lost.
The basket wedged itself further in.
"It vill cost noding do look at dem,"
said the old-clothe 3 vender. It vill be
a bleasuro and cost noding."
"Very well," said Mrs. Pattipan, "1
don't really promise, you know; you
never give much for tho clothc3. I
think your acquisitiveness is moro large
ly developed than your benevolence.
Seems to me so, looking at you."
"Madame is very good," said the
old-clothes-man, waving from him tho
compliment he fancied he had received.
I go in—danks."
He entered the parlor. Mrs. Patti
pan rested herself on a chair near the
window, and tho old-clothes-man ex
hibited his stock of common vases, at
which Mrs. Pattipan looked contempt
uously.
Finally regarding her with an acute
eye the clothes-man restored all these to
his basket, and saying:
"No, dese aro not to madame's su
perior taste," put his hand in his pocket
and drew forth a little ornament of
very beautiful china—a Cupid with a
butterfly on its shoulder. ''Zerel" ho
said, spreading both hands abroad.
"'Ow about ziBl"
"Well," said Mrs. Pattipan, "this Is
LOTOL-"
"Ayd cere is BO more| 'e come from
Paris,'laaid .tho old-.flothet-man.
LAPORTE, PA., FKIDAY, APRIL 25, 1890.
"Oh, ho is sweet," said Mrs. Patti
pan. "I'll nee what I have."
And upstairs she rushed, and gather
ing from drawer and closet all the old
pantaloons with baggy knees, and all
the old coat} with frayed cuffs and
greasy collars which were in the house,
laid them at the feet of the olothes
man.
But now it was the old man's turn to
be scornful.
"Zese rags! Oh, madame, not zese
rags for my lofely Cupid from Paris!"
ho sighed, reproachfully. "Madame
vill find somezing else; she vill not ex
pect zo poor old clo'es-man to
cheat himsolf. Madame has some pret
ty silk dross—a cloak, a shawl—
madame vill see."
Madamo, who could not givo up tho
idea of possessing tho Cupid, now that
sho had once harbored it, ran upstairs
again. Sho searched her drawers, her
wardrobe, but really sho had nothing.
Suddenly it occurred to her that she
had a brocho shawl, and that sho never
wore it. Shawls were out of fashion,
and if sho hated anything it was a shawl
turned into a cloak. The thing would
lio there useless for years, or she should
give it to Mr. Pattipan's Aunt Jane.
She would never wear it again, that
was morally certain. Why not buy the
Cupid with it!
She unfolded tho shawl and felt au
unusual contempt for it, it looked BO
old-fashioned. It had cost twonty-five
dollars when it was bought, and was as
good as ever; Lut what ail "gly thing 1
Yes, sho would do it I Sho carried it
down-stairs therefore, and tho clothes
man condescended to accept it. How
ever, ho also put into his bag the old
cloth garments.
"I vill not leavo zem about to trouble
madnme," he said; "I vill oblige her
by carrying zjin away."
Mrs. Pattipftn returned to her parlor
to adoro her Cupid—certainly a very
lovely little being.
"How I admire itl It's my ideality
and my 'form,' I suppose," sho said,
becoming phrenological again. "1
should have been an having
form and color so largely developed. "
Then she placed it on tho cabinet
shelves, and as sho retired to a distanco
to observe the general effect, saw that
the counterfeit bill that she had thrown
into the china bowl after tearing it
across had vanished. Tho old-clothos
man had taken it up—thoro could bo
no doubt of that.
"But he was so acquisitivo ho could
not withstand temptation," said Mrs.
Pattipan. "Well, I hopo kc will not
pass it on some poor porson, and I dou't
care if ho gets himself into trouble—
he deserves it."
At all events she had her lovely
Cupid—how much better than an old
shawl that sho detested! Still, sho
would not mention the old shawl or the
coats to Mr. Pattipan. Since sho had
made tho awful mistako of exchanging
his best trousers for a match-holder, it
was understood between them that old
clothcs-mon were not to bo permitted to
cross tho treshold.
No; she could buy what sho pleased,
and Mr. Pattipan never thought of ask
ing where it came from. It should go
so. But, oh! her lovely Cupid—how
she adored it!
At five o'clock in the afternoon Mr.
Pattipan returned in very fine spirits.
"Well, Ducky," he remarked to Mrs.
Pattipan, "I've got a surprise for you.
Sha'n't tell you what it is until I have
bad dinner. It is a birthday prcsont."
Then ho concealed a bundle beneath
the sofa.
Mrs. Pattipau felt pleased to bo ro
mcmboroJ. Sho was as charming as
possible during dinner-time, and Mr.
Pattipan made her guess what he had
brought her: but her guesses woro all
failures. Not roses—not a book—not
his photograph—not a watch—not a
ring—not a dress-pattern—not a muff!
"I meant to buy a muff,'' said Mr.
Pattipan; "but this was brought into
my office by somebody—quite as though
1 had asked the spirits to help me, you
know. Como along, my dear; I waut
to see you sail up and down the parlor
in it. You are quite a queenly sort of
figure, you know, and a shawl—"
"A shawl!" said Mrs. Pattipan.
"Ah!" said Mr. Pattipan, who was
now unfolding his parcel beside the
parlor table, "a shawl! It is a splen
did one—a Cashmere or somo Indian
place of that sort—wonderfully valua
ble; but, you know, ho smugglod it,
and so sold it for nothing. For a
shawl like that $45 is nothing—and I
knew you woro out of shawls. You
uged to wear them so elegantly in our
courting days, and I havent seen one
on you for years."
"Nor on anybody else," Mrs. Patti
pan said within herself, but sho beamed
upon her husband.
"Here it is," said ho, Ringing it
abroad. "Now put it on."
The room was not a large one, and
as tho shawl swept into the air it struck
the cabinet on that particular Bpot on
which tho Cupid was perched. Tho
lovely bit of china danced wildly for a
moment, then toppled over and fell to
the floor. Nothing remained of it but
gleaming fragments as Mrs. Pattipan
stooped to pick it up.
"Never mind tho gimcrack. Ducky I"
remarked her spouse. "I hope it is
that match-safo that you gave my best
trousers for—ha I hal hat Come, try
on the shawl I"
Mrs. Pattipan, with a secret wail for
her treasure, obeyed. Sho turned hor
back and allowed the drapery to fall
over her ample shoulders, and glided as
gracefully as possible up and down the
room.
"Charming!" said Mr. Pattipan.
"You must wear that freely. Don't
savo it for best. By Jove I I'm glad I
bought it. Tho littlo old fellow came
into my place with tho parcel, and
bless mo if he wasn't a curiosity? no
called me a worthy gontleman, and ho
wanted to show mo a shawl. Well, I
couldn't look at it until he told mo all
about tho Yale of Caslimero where it
was made, and asked mo to smell the
attar of roses; and suddenly says I,
'Tho very thing for Ducky 1* and I had
Pringle, the clerk, in and put it on
him, and he said ho thought it must bo
genuine, for his grandmother had ono
just like it—" ("No doubt," said Mrs.
Pattipan to herself.) —"and out camo
my little fifty- dollar bill and ho gavo
mo a five-dollar note, and done it
was!"
Mrs. Pattipan had reached the end of
the parlor and was standing quite still
with her back turned. Sho could not
control hor features at that moment;
alio had just recognized hnr own old
brocho shawl—tho ono she had given to
tho clothes-man! She knew it only too
well by the pattern. And there was
the little fray darned by her own fingers
five years beforo, when sho did occa
sionally woar tho shawl to market.
"Turn about, Ducky," said Mr. Pat
tipan. "Now, do you know,l havon't
seen you look so elegant for a long
while! We'll goto tho opera tonight
—comic—and show it off. I know
women like to exhibit elegant thipgs
when they havo 'em—and here is tho
chango tho old fellow gavo mo out of
the fifty—a five-dollar bill. Take care ;
it's been mended. You'll want some
little fallal."
As Mrs. Pattipan camo to her hus
band's side sho was awaro that sho
should soothe counterfeit bill that the
old-clothes-man had stolon from the
china bowl, and indeed sho did; and I
can not help believing that somo of tho
very finest phrenological developments
must have been hers, for sho smiled up
into Mr. Pattipan's face and said: "My
dear, you are usually goncrous!" and
put the worthless bill in her pockot
with a little air of coquetry, and actu
ally wore tho faded, old -fashioned
broche shawl to tho theater that even
ing and was happy in it.
But, after all, to have a husband who
thinks ono a boauty at forty-five, and
is anxious to mako ono happy, compen
sates for any such little mortifications
as that which Sirs. Pattipan experi
enced when tho lady in the seat behind
her whispered audibly;
"Well, that shawl must have como
out of the Ark.''— Fireside Companion.
Warm Milk a Care For Consumption.
Tho fact that consumption can bo
cured is daily becoming more and moro
impressed on tho mind of the layman.
One of the simplest and best methods
of fighting this dread malady is the
warm-milk treatment, and while under
going it tho patient is advised togo os
somo farm, where ho is sure to get it
fresh, and where, moreover, he can pass
his days in horseback riding. When
the entire treatment is undergone re
covery from consumption would not
only bo possible, but would very likely
occur, unless tho lungs had been too
seriously diseased. An outdoor life in
pure air, good, wholesome food and
plenty of it are the surest cures for the
malady, and no one of these features is
more important than either of the
others.— N. Y. Evening Telegram.
Mystery lends a charm to almost
everything excepting mince pi*
Terms—sl.2s in Advance; $1.50 after Three Months,
LADIES' DEPARTMENT.
TOE COMING COLOR.
The leading color of the coming sea
son will be violet. Wo shall not be
pinned down to one particular shade of
this trying color, however, as helio
tropos, lavenders and other light hues
will be worn. At the private view of
the old masters I noticed several coats
nnd costumes of an aggressively violet
shade and a few of a dull heliotrope
tint, and I was more than ever persuad
ed that the color is not ono which the
majority of women can wear with im
punity. Tho criant violet that is just
now to be seen about looks well against
nothing, but there are certain shades
that harmonize exquisitely with other
colors, and in which fair and delicate
ly complexionod women look charming.
But at the best it is a dangerous color
to affect, for, if it does not mako the
wearer look leaden hued, it genorally
clashes with the apparel of all one
comes in contact with, as well as with
tho decoration of one's own and every
body else's room.— lady's Pictorial.
FISH-NET OVERBKIRTS.
Fish-net is a novelty for ovcrskirts,
reported as likely to be fashionable,
not in the original tanned twine which
smells so strong on sunny beaches when
the trawlers arc laid idly by, but some
thing similar in mesh and texture, mado
of a material lit to be draped over a
rich silk. It is a freak of dress, for
which no occasion or cause can be
given; something similar to the hats of
rushes or hay, or dresses of toweling in
which ladies sometimes indulge so as
to be singular. Them may be artifi
cial seaweeds, shell buttons, or trident
brooches to follow, and nobody knows
what other things nautical besides. But
fish-net is not new, for it was intro
duced a few years ago, not satisfacto
rily; and there was at another timo a kin
dred sensation in twine trimmings, both
in natural aud other colors, for flannel
and serge costumes. As to that, net
fabrics are of remarkable antiquity, not
merely to entrap "the scaly monsters
of the deep," but as an airy covering
for man and womankind.— Neu> York
Telegram.
CIIANGING NATURK'B WORK.
"Let tho womon beware how they go
to cultivating tho Titian red tints in
their hair," said a hair-dresser. "It
can be done easily and without haim
to tho hair, but therein lies tho very
mischief of it. The Titian red hair
belongs just whore nature has bestowed
it, and nowhere else. It goes with a
certain extremely delicate coloring in
ikin and eyes. Tho skin is pink and
white—not tho clear pink and white of
tho golden blonde, but with a touch of
warmer color underneath. The eyes
are oftenest of a warm golden brown,
with dark brown setting, though they
may be hazel or gray.
"Now imagino a woman with black
eyes and the dark skin that belongs
with them, or with pale blue eyes and a
muddy complexion, thatching her head
with thp splendid Titian red. Upon
my soul, the effect would be about as
artistic and as [correspondent to nature
as if she had stainol her face a bright
green and died her hair a royal purple.
Nature doesn't mismatch colorings, and
if she gives a woman brown hair she
gives her tho tints of skin and the eyes
that go with that hair; and when a wo
man tries to change nature's work, she
will only throw tho whole scheme of
color out of harmony. Ido not hesi
tate to say that every woman who
changes her hair to the new shade will
look only the worse for it, and not the
better."— New York Sun.
SCHOOI, Gilt 1,9.
The average school girl rises only in
time to eat a hurried breakfast and
reach school at 9. The girls under
twelve, who are not tho ones to break
down, are not too dignified to romp at
recesses, and in that way they fill their
lungs with fresh air every day. Those
absve twelve or thirteen rarely have a
breath of outside air from 9 till 2 in the
afternoon. They eat their luncheons
curled up in heaps in comfortable cor
ner*, if they can find them. Thty take
littlo exercise, except in a few schools,
where they dance for a few minutes. A
solitary lunch of cold or "warmed
over" food on reaching home is fol
lowed usually by an hour or two of
study instead of a brisk walk or other
exercise.
There is more study after supper, am
bitious girls studying lafc into the even
ium- li th*3* m W* *«Wr4Btablishcd
NO. 28.
physiological fact it is that girls in theli
teens need an abundance of sleep, and
sleep before midnight if pos&ible. Tin
teachers must give a certain amount of
home work to their pupils in order to
keep them up to the grade, more is the
pity; but since that is a necessity, the
fathers and mothers at home should
make everything else bond to that and
health. There is no one thing that is
so necessary and that might be so easily
secured, if firmness were exercised, as
a long night of sleep for the fast-grow
ing brain and the girlish frames that
are rapidly assuming the proportions of
maturity. Christian Register.
A "srECIAI, BALB."
"Special Bales'" ce a feature of New
York commercial life in the retail dry
goods line, and they contribute more to
woman's pleasure and caprice than any
other one phase of shopping experience.
Those who have never been to ono have
missed a heap of fun. In ono of tho
large uptown stores recently there wa§
a "run"on glovos. They were of a
superior quality, and sold for 45 cents.
Tho sale started at 9 in the morning,
and directly thero was a spirited scene
around that counter. Women pushed
one another away in their wild endeavor
to got a pair of gloves. One gavo ass
bill and clamored for her change. An
other held a pair over tho heads of tho
crowd and endeavored to give her
monoy to one of the salesgirls. Tiys
woman, after patiently waiting for a
time and seeing no chance of getting
up to the girl, quietly put tho gloves in
her muff and sauntered off. She had a
bargain. After awhilo the change from
the $5 was brought back. The sales
girl had by this time becomo rattled
with the confusion and rapidity with
which the gloves wero being bought,
and handed the monoy to tho wrong
woman, who put it in her puise and
walked away. The lady to whom the
money belonged, getting uneasy at the
long delay, finally elbowed her way
through the crowd, demanding her
change, and creating no little excite
ment. The rush was no great that the
girls behind the counter grew
frantic, and began to cry.
Tho floorwalker ordered the
sale closod for three hours, announcing
tho time ot reopening. Then a scene
of wild confusion was dispelled, and
tho glovo purchasers dispersed them
selves over tho store and were soon
busied with other purchases. Three
hours later the glove sale began again,
only to find evon a greater crowd
clamoring for covering for their hands
than in the morning. It continue!
only thirty minutos, when it was again
stopped because tho clerks could not
wait on tho anxious customers. It was
never reopened, but tho establishment,
all the same, got a first-class advertise
ment out of the attempt to sell dollar
and-a-half glovos for 45 ceuts. —Neto
York Star.
FASIIION NOTES.
Thero is a movemont against the
long and uncomfortable waist.
Rich tea gowns are made of India
shawls, combined with Oriental em
broideries.
Black serges with checked borders,
black on black, are likely to be favored
the coming season, by ladies in mourn
ing.
An especially dainty bonnet was ol
pearl gray Sucdo kid, trimmed with
gray velvet, ribbon and a bow of steel
lace.
Some of the daintiest brocade ging
hams arc crossed by a piaid of lines in
sal in effect, or are striped with satin
lines.
An oddity is achieved inevoning wear
by arranging a puffy structure of lace,
using tho merely rudimentary sleeve on
each shoulder.
Fowls that are overfed are not healthy,
neither will they lay eggs rogularly.
Soino farmers feed too much and what
is worse don't know it.
Toe crowns of the newest fco: nets
are longer than heretofore, toque
shape being tho leading design, with
tho strings placed in tho middle of the
back.
The latest strategy of a Parisian
newspaper for attracting readers is the
engagement of two eminent physicians
to attend gratuitously upon its annual
subscribers.
Fur shoulder capes will be worn all
through the season with wool dresses
that are not provided with wool jacket!
to match, and also with black net and
India silk xrowns.