SULLIVAN REPUBLICAN.
W, M. CHENEY, Publisher.
VOL. VIII.
Grass and Roses.
I looked where the rgses were blowing;
They stood among grasses end reeds;
I said, "Where such beauties are growing,
Why suffer these paltry weeds?"
Weeping the poor things faltered,
"We have neither beauty nor bloom;
We are but grass in the roses' garden—
But our Master gives us this room.
"The slaves of a generous Master,
Borne from a world above,
We eame to this place in His wisdom—
We stay to this hour from His love.
"We have feed His humblest creatures,
AVe have served m truly and long;
He gave no grace If) our features—
We have neither color nor song—
"Yet He who has made the roses
Placed us on the self same sod;
He kr.ows our reason for being—
We are grass in the garden of God."
—ltev. James Freeman Clarke.
A CAPE HORN INCIDENT.
On a December morning, in the year
1883, a mail steamer, homeward bound
from a New Zealand port, was ap
proaching the meridian of (he Horn,
but on a parallel more southerly than
it is now the custom of steamships to
take in rounding that stormy, ice-girt,
desolate and most inhospitable of all
headlands.
December in those distant regions is
midsummer, and the weather of that
morning was as fair and still a» a
breezeless April day in this country;
but the swell of the vast track of ocean
ran ceaselessly, reminiscent respira
tions of a gian'ess whose conflict with
the heavens is eternal, and whoso
breaking-pauses are very few and far
between indeed. Over this long,
dark blue, westerly swell the long
metal fabric went sweeping in long,
floating, launching curtsies, whitening
the water astern of her with a mile of
milk-whiio wake. The frosty sun,
whose beams in that sea have some
thing of the silvery brilliance of the
electric light., flashed a score of con
stellations out of the gilt and glas~
and brass about the steamer's bows and
quarters and decks. A number of
passengers wore pacing the long hur
ricane platform. Far away on the
starboard beam, poised, star-like,
upon the keen blue rim of the ocean,
was an iceberg—a dash of crystalline
light against the airy sky that out
there, low down, wore the delicate hue
of the opal. Otherwise the ocean
swept naked to its confines, a plain of
rich, deep blue, with the heave of
the swell shouldering the morning
glory under the sun as it ran, and
making that part of the deep magnif
icent with flowing lighr.
The chief officer was on the bridge;
the first breakfast-boll had rung, and
the captain, smart as a naval officer,
in buttons and lace trimmings, qui. ted
the chart-room and joined the mate to
take a look around before going be
low. The skipper was a man of eagle
sight, and instantly on directing his
eyes over the ship's bows he ex
claimed:
"What is that black object yonder?"
The chief mate peered, and the cap
tain leveled a telescope.
"A ship's boat," said he,"and seem
ingly full of people."
The boat, when sighted, was some
three or four miles distant, and the
speed of the steamer v. as about thir
teen knots. In a few minutes the
alarm in the engine-room rang its re
verbcratory warning, sending a little
thrill of wonder throughout the ship,
so rarely i-» that telegraph handled on
the high seas.
"I count eight men, sir," cried the
chief mate, with a binocular glass at
his eye.
Again the engine-room alarm rang
out; the pulsing that for days had
been ceaselessly throbbing through the
long fabric, languished, and in a few
minutes, to another summons of the
metal tongue below, ceased, and the
great steamer floated along to her own
impetus, slowly, and yet more slowly,
till the boat was within the toss of a
biscuit off the bow, with the passen
gers crowding to the side to look, and
sailors nnd waiters and 6teerage folk
blackening the rail forward.
The occupants of the boat consisted
of eight wild, hairy, veritable scare
crows of men, dressed in divers
fashions—Scotch caps, yellow sou'-
westcrs, sea-boots, toil-worn monkey
jackefs, and the like.
"Boat ahoy!" haTled the captain, as
she slowly washed alongside. "What
jB wrong with you?"
A fellow, standing up in the »tern
nbccti, cried back. 4
"For God's sake, sir, take us
aboard I Our water's almost given
out, and there's nothing left to eat."
'•Look out for the end of a line,"
bawled the captain. "Are you strong
enough to get aboard without help'"
"Ay, sir, we'll manago it."
A rope was thrown, and 0110 after
another tho fellows came swinging and
scraping and scrambling up tho clean
side of the steamer. The passengers
crowded round and gazed at them with
curiosity and pity. Their sympathetic
eyes seemed to find famine painfully
expressed in the leathern countenances
that stared back through mats of hair.
"We must let your boat go," said
the captain.
"Can't help it, sir, thankful enough
to bo here, I reckon," answered tho
fellow who had called from tho stern
sheets, and who acted as spokesman.
"Anything belonging to you to come
out after?"
"Nothing. Let her go, sir. If
sailors' sea-blessings can freight a
craft she ain't going fo float long."
The boat was sent adrift, the engine
bell rang o.it, once more the great
mail steamer was thrashing over the
long, tall lieave of tho Cape Horn
swell.
"How came you into this mess?"
inquired the captain.
The man who had before spoken
gave answer:
"We're all that's left of the crew of
the Boston bark "George Washing
ton." She was a whaler, a hundred
and forty days out. It were four days
ago. I was the lirst to smell lire some
while arter two o'clock in the middle
watch."
"It wanted ten minutes to six bells,"
exclaimed a man, and a general, em
phatic, hairy nod followed the inter
ruption.
"I was the first to smell fire," con
tinued the other, "call it what hour ye
like. I gave the alarm, and all hands
turned to with hoses and buckets. But
there was a deal of oil in the hold, and
the ship's planks was thick with grease
besides, and that gave us no chance.
By ten o'clock in the morning the
flames had bursted through and was
shooting up mast-high, and then we
calculated it was time to look to tho
boats."
The others stood listening with hard,
stolid, leathery faces, generally gazing
with steadfast eyes at tho speaker, but
sometimes glancing askance at the cap
tain and the crowd of others which
stood round.
"There was an ugly sea running,"
the man went on,"and the wheel
being desarted, the ship had fallen oil"
and ran in the trough, and the lower
ing of the stern boats, whalemen
though they was who had the handling
of 'em, cost our company of twenty
eight souls the loss of all hands saving
them as stand afore ye."
"A bad job! a measly, cruel, bad
job!" here broke in a long-jawed man
whose brow and eyes were almost con
cealed by a quantity of coarse red
hair.
"Well, us eight men got away in
the boat," proceeded the spokesman,
"bringing along with us nothin' but a
small bag of bread and about six gal
lons of fresh water. "We're been a
wasliing about 6inco Tuesday, and
now, the Lord be praised, hero we
be with a chance of getting
something to cat, and what's more
pleasurable still to our feelings, the
opportunity of comfortably taming
in."
A murmer of pity rang among the
passengers, several of whom were
ladies, and there was more than one
somewhat loud whisper to the effect
that the captain ought really to send
the poor creatures forward at once to
get some breakfast, instead of holding
them, starving and dry with thirst, in
talk. The eagle-eyed skipper, how
ever, asked several questions before
dismissing them.
"Since by their own confession the
tire gave them plenty of time to escape
from the bark, how was it they left,
her so ill-provisioned as they repre
sented ?"
This was most satisfactorily account
ed for. Other inquiries of a like na
ture were responded to with alacrity
and intelligence.
Every sentence that one or an
other of them let fall was corrobor
ated by the rest. Their tale of sutier
ing, indeed, in the open boat was al
most harrowing; and the captain with
the first note of sympathy tb.it his
voic« had taken, ordered them to go.
LAPORTE, PA., FRIDAY, JUNE 20, 1890.
forward, adding, that after a good hot
meal had been served them they might
turn in and sleep for the rest of the
day wherever they could make a bed.
At the breakfast in the saloon no
thing was talked about but the whaler
that had been consumed by fire, the
dreadful drowning of some two-thirds
of her crew, and the miraculous de
liverance of the survivors from tho in
expressible perils and horrors of an
open boat, in tho solitude of the stormi
est part of the ocean the wide world
over. A benevolent gentleman pro
posed a subscription. Before the lunch
eon-bell was rung a sum of thirty
pounds had been collected. The incident
was a break in the monotony; and when
the eight men re-appeared on deck dur
ing the afternoon they were promptly
approached by the passengers, who
obliged them to recite again and yet
again their melancholy story of mar
time disaster.
On the morning of the third day,
following the date of this rescue, a
ship was sighted almost directly in a
line with the vessel's course. As sho
was neaivd she was seen to be rigged
with stump, or Cape Itorn top-gallant
masts; she was also under very easy
canvas which gave her a short-handed
look in that quiet sea. Great wooden
davits overhung her sides, from which
dangled a number of boats. She pre
sented a very grimy, worn aspect, and
had manifestly kept the sea for some
months. It was observed by the chief
officer, standing 011 tho bridge of the
steamer, that the eight rescued men,
who were looking at tho sail ahead
along with some of tho crew and
steerage passengers, exhibited several
symptoms of uneasiness and
even of agitation. Suddenly the
stripes and stars, with the stars invert
ed, were run aloft to tho peak-end—a
signal of distress! The engines were
"slowed," and the steamer's head put
so as to pass tho vessel within easy
hailing distance. A man aboard the
bark stood in the niizzen rigging.
"Steamer ahoyl" ho reared through
his nose.
"Hallo!"
"I have lost a boat and eight of my
men. Have you seen anything of
her?"
The captain, who had gained the
bridge, lifted his hand.
"Bark ahoy!" he cried; "what bark
is that?"
"The 'George Washington,'whaler,
of Boston, a huiidrcd-and-eighty-four
days out."
The captain of the 6teamer con
trolled a sour grin.
* How came you to lose your boat
and the men:"
"They stole her one middle watch
and sneaked away from the ship."
The cap'.ain of tho steamer uttered
a laugh.
"We have your men safe here," 110
shouted. "Glad to learn that you are
not burnt down to the water's edge,
and that tin rest of your crew look
brisk considering that they aro
drowned men. Send a boat and you
shall have your sailors."
Twenty minutes later th.) eight
whalemen were being conveyed
to their bark in 0110 of their
own boats, most of them
grinning as they looked up at the line
of heads which decorated the steam
er's sides; and, indeed, there was
some excuse for the smiles, for among
them they were carrying away tho
thirty pounds which had been sub
scribed for them. It wou'd be inter
esting to knr.w what their skipper said
when he learned that they had lost a
line boat for him; but ocean mail liners
have to keep time, and the steamer
could not wait to send a representative
011 board the whaler to report tho
many elegancies of sea-dialect which
we may reasonably assume embellished
her skipper's rhetoric.—New York
Independent.
Greatest Fires in History,
The two greatest fires in history are:
The London fire of September 2-6,
ICG6, in which eighty-uine churches,
many public buildings, and 13,200
houses were burned; 400 streets laid
waste, and 200,000 persons made
homeless. The ruins covered 436
acres. The amount of loss is not
known. Second, the Chicago fire of
1871, in which 3.5 square miles were
laid waste, 17,450 buildings burned,
200 persons killed, 98.500 persons
made homeless, and about $200,000,-
000 of property destroyed.—[Chicago
llerald.
LADIES' DEPARTMENT.
AN ELABORATE MOURNING CLOAK.
The Duchess of Aosta enjoys the
distinction which attaches to the pos
session of the most elaborate mourn
ing cloak that the genius of Paris could
devise. It is made of very heavy lus
treless silk, trimmed with flat bands of
tho richest ostrich plumes, and finished
at the edges with soft fringes of these
plumes, headed by bands of costly dull
int.
A DEVOUT HEIRESS.
Miss Kate Dflttel, who has gone into
a nunnery with her income of $300,-
000 had lived, prior to taking the veil
of the novice, in a small room fitted
up like a cell. The walls were bare,
the floor had no carpet, the heat had
been turned off and the register closed,
only cold water and coarse soap and
towels were provided in tho bath-room
adjoining, and tho only facilities for
making a toilet were a comb and brush,
nail-file and whisk. Even the mirror
was excluded.— [Argonaut.
THE LATEST MARKET I'Olt YOUNG LADIES.
The latest fashionablo "fad" is re
ported from Yalesville. At an enter
tainment for tho benefit of the Village
Improvement Society, eleven young
ladies impersonated slaves and were
put up at auction. They were draped
in sheets, so as to be unrecognizable.
They brought from forty to ninety-five
| cents each. That quotations ran so
low is explained by the fact that it was
incumbent upon each purchaser to buy
for his slave all the ice-cream, cake
and lemonade she demanded and to es
cort her home after tho entertainment.
[Hartford (Conn.) Times.
A HARE WEDDING DRESS.
M. Arnaud, tho famous man-milli
ner of Paris, has completed and sent fo
Sau Francisco tho wedding dress of
Miss Fair, who is to be married to
Herman Oelrichs of New York.
The dress is of white satin, manu
factured at Lyons especially for Miss
Fair. It is covered with rare Alencon
and Argenton lace, which was pur
chased piece by piece from the lace
collectors and curiosity shops, and
which is not manufactured at all now.
Tho train is three yards and a half
long, covered with laco a la Louis
XVI. A drapery of lace trims the
bottom of the front skirt, held by
bunches of orange blossoms. The
sleeves are of satin, covered with lace,
and the neck is finished by a high Me
dici collar of lace.
The veil is of white tul'o, to bo fast
ened by a spray of orange blossoms.
The cost of this dainty wedding gar
ment was $5,000. The insurance over
the Atlantic was 3,000, and tho duty
to the United States nearly $1,600. —
[New York Herald.
KASniOXS IN HEARTS.
The Queen of Hearts is monarch of
all she surveys and the jewelry shops
have all their designers busy bringing
out new ideas in hearts. The most ex
pensive have either an opal, a moon
stone, a sapphire or a turquoise in the
centro, with a framing of diamonds;
but the one in most general use is of
gold or silver with a little inscription
on it. A very thin gold chain sus
pends the heart about the neck. It is
upposed to be very lucky to keep it
on all the time. On the tiny cold ones
some very amusing inscriptions are
done in nne letters. One that I saw
the other day had on it:"To a good
girl." The jeweller said: "When
that order was given n.e 1 knew ex
actly who it was for. It was for a
woman to give another woman, and
she is the onlv one in New York that I
believe would get such a complimentary
inscription and deserve it. She never
interferes with her friend's love af
fairs: she never makes trouble by re
peating disagreeable things, and she is
quick to tell the agreeable ones. She
doesn't ask questions and she thinks
woman to woman should be as honest
and honorable as man toman. That's
the reason 1 know the little heart was
meant for her. —[Philadelphia Times.
WEARING FALSE NECKS.
"The use of the false neck is more
common than one would naturally
suppose," writes Lucy Hooper from
Paris. "It is worn by ladies who are
too thin to look well with their necks
entirely uncovered, and also by those
who have delicate lungs and so are
forced to keep the throat thoroughly
protected from the cold.
Terms—sl.2s in Advance; $1.50 after Three Months,
"I once saw one of these false
necks worn by a Parisian bell who had
just recovered from a severe attack of
inflammation of the lungs. The dress
was cut square in front, the opening
being only filled in with a single thick
ness of tulle, slightly frilled and met
at the top by a collar necklace of
pearls fitting closely around tho throat.
Under this slight veiling of tulle tliero
was visible what was apparently the
rose-tinted flesh of the fair wearer.
"But I noticed that after slio had
indulged in a dance and came panting
back to her seat, that part of her neck
which was shown by the square open
ing of her dress, never moved; it was
not stirred in the least by her quick
ened breathing. My notice was at
tracted by this phenomenon, and on
looking closely I could see how the
thing was managed.
"The false neck was in wax, fitting
closely to the chest, and met at tho
throat by the collar of pearls. Sheets
of flesh-tinted wax slightly softened
in warm water to render them pliable
are moulded upon the wearer's chest
and shoulders by skillful fingers so
cleverly that it is almost impossible to
detect tho deception of the handi
work.
"It is said that $25 is the charge of
such beautifying. The Princess of
Wales is reported to use one occa
sionally."
NOVELTIES OK THE SEA SOX.
Fashion has introduced line cloth,
tight fitting jackets with passementerie
braid at the edgo and down the back
seams, cspecia ly suitable for elegant
youthful figures. They are, however,
outdone in splendor bv jackets intend
ed for young married ladies, made of
rich dark or black velvet, with tho
front literally covered with handsome
jet embroidery. The back seams are
also marked out in jet embroidery, but
the chief ornament of these elegant,
satin-lined jackets is a broad collar
made of ostrich feathers. We have
aiso very nice vigogue mantles for
elderly ladies who prefer comfort to
show, they are very wide and full,
only light to the figure at the back.
The lining is rich satin the same color
as the upper stuff'. .let beads are
much used for tho fashionable dresses
ot the day. The very newest cloth
dresses have the front of the skirt, the
yoke of the pleated bodice and tho
seams profusely trimmed with jet.
Another characteristic novelty of the
season is the highly coquettish sleeve
less Circassian jacket with rich braid
ing, worn over the popular dark red
vigogue costumes. These becoming
ackcts are made of velvet with cord
or gold embroidery, for wearing with
evening dresses. The newest cut for
princess robes has an entirely invisible
fastening. It would be a rather in
teresting puzzle in many an elegant
assembly fo try and find out where
and how many of the dresses are
fastened.
FASHION NOTES.
The nowest crepe fans have rows of
finely plaited crepe lisse run diagonally
down the sticks.
It is thought that after (he summer
days have passed and gone, the puffed
shoulder sleeves will have (heir fling.
Oval cuff buttons of dead black
enamel, rimmed with tiny pearls, are
considered correct for mourning
wear.
Worth affects the classic style very
much just now. Greek draperies, Greek
key borders as garniture and antique
models of corsage and sleeves.
Barred, plaided, checked and striped
mohairs and alpacas come in all tho
color combinations seen in the wool
tartans and zephyrs of this spring.
Shepherds' plaids still hold their
own, and are in new shades and pin
6tripes in two colors; or two or three
shades of the same color will be fash
ionable.
The new ginghams and zephyrs
come in new and novel, fancy as well
as clan tartans and in stripes and
brocho figures on stripes and plain
grounds.
Sleeves will remain very full at the
top, narrowing toward the fore arm,
where they are buttoned or inock but
toned to wrist aud variously orna
mented.
The extremely full sleeves noted up
on street garments during tho winter
are considerably modified, although all
ccat aud wrap sleeves are high at the
shoulders aud lull at the topi
NO. 36.
No Show.
Joe Beal 'ud let upon a keg,
Down to tbe groe'ry store, an' throw
One leg right over 'tother leg,
An' swear he'd never had no shoW|
"Oh, no," said Joe,
"Hain't had 110 show"—
Then shift his quid to 'tother jaw,
An' chaw, an' chaw, an' chaw, an' chaw.
He said he got no start in life.
Didn't git 110 money from his did,
The washin' took in by his wife
Earned nil the funds he ever had;
"Oh, no,'' said Joe,
"Hain't hed no show"—
An' then he'd look up at the clock,
An' talk, an' talk, an' talk, an' talk.
"I've waited twenty year —le's see-
Yes, twentj-four, an' never struck,
Altho' I've sot roun' patiently,
The fust turnashion streak er luck.
Oh, no,"said Joe,
"Hain't hed no show"—
Then stuck like mucilage to the spot,
An' sot, an' sot, an' sot, an' sot.
"I've come down regerler ever' day
For twenty years to I'ipcr's store;
I've sot here in a patient way,
Suy, hain't I, Piper ?" Piper swore,
"I tell ye, Joe,
Yer hain't no show;
yer too blame patient,"—liier hull rnft
Jest laffed, an' laffed, an' laffed, an' luffed.
—S. W. Foss, in Yankee Blade.
HUMOROUS.
Too fly—The young bird.
Fatal fall—unhealthy autumn.
Extraordinary phenomenon in na
ture —a feat of aririß.
"Gas is going up," as the aeronaut
said when he cut the balloon rope.
There are some men to whom a loss
of their reputation meuns mighty good
luck.
The man who is going down hill
meets lots of people with their noses
turned up.
"Has your chum any vices?" "I
only know of one." "What is that?"
"Talking of his own virtues."
Squimpg—llow's tho new baby?
Jenkins —How is he?— He's a howling
success, and don't you forget it!
The reason that a great many people
fall into thi; blues is that they don't
look at things in the right light.
Evangeline—How pale the moon Is,
Louis. ''Yes, love; it has been up
until quite late for several nights."
Boatman —Were you ever in a
squall? Landlubber —I should say so.
I tried for an hour last night to stop
:he baby's crying.
There is something annoying about
» glass eye. The man wearing it may
snow it's a fraud and still he can't see
through the fraud.
Customer (in cheap restaurant) —I
aope you don't call this a square meal?
Waiter—Well, we'll call it square
(Then you settle for it.
Squiggs: "I never see you and
Miss Mary Ann out together anymore.
Have you quarreled?" liiggs:"No,
not exactly. We're married."
A rather indolent young lady read
of the storm in Kentucky, and said
she would like to live there because
the cyclones do all the sweeping.
Hardware—No. The Egyptian fel
lahs are not employed in cutting down
;r?cs; they arc not that kind of "fel
ers." You should not axe such ques
tions.
Dentist—Can I see your mistress?
Servant Girl—No, sir; she has the
toothache. Dentist —How is that
possible? Why, i have her teeth in
my pocket.
"It is said to be fashionable now to
move at night." The fashion is not
new. It was introduced years ago by
the young man who was a few weeks
in arrears for his board.
"Why, Mr. French, you talk to me
half ihe time as if I wero only eight
years old." "Well, Miss Newall, you
must remember you never told meju6t
how old you are, so 1 hope you'll par
don me." ~
Mrs. Artless—Good morning, Mr.
Palette. I've but a moment to spare;
can you tell me briefly the secret of
your art? Artist Palette—Certainly,
Madam. Yon have only to select the
right colors and put them on the right
spot. Mrs. Artless—Oh, I see. Thank
you very much.
Logical Reasoning.
Teacher—Who was the richest man
of ancie-jt times?
Freddy Tangle—Methuselah,Ma'am.
What?
Yes; ho had more time than anyone
else, and lirno in money, you know
—fEpochr