SULLIVAN REPUBLICAN. W. M. CHENEY, Publisher. VOL. Till. Tho railroads of this country have killed only 5823 persons during the past twelve months and injured 20,309. The Chicago Sun avers that the erec tion of electric light plants is of such common occurrence in the South as to ceafe to be of general interest. An International beauty show was opened at Rome, Italy, lately, with im posing ceremonies, but, the beauty not being up to the standard, the ladies were savagely hissed, and the exhibition had to be abandoned. I The National Horse Breeder thinks peo ple who are f.ilking about the coming of the twe-minute trotter will be interested in learning that to trot a mile in the time named a horse must get over the ground at the rate of forty-four feet in a second, which is a trifle fast for a trotting gait. "The business tact ot women has again been demonstrated," says the New York Sun, "in the. matter of taking the cen sus. Women who were appointed as enumerators arc said to have done their work better and more carefully than tho moles. When another census comes to be taken the women will have a better chance." The Hartford (Conn,) Time* remarks: Horses don't last long in New York city. The pavements are very trying to their feet. Some give out in six months, while others last as many years. The average life of a street-car horse is about two years. Many partially disabled ani mals find their way into the country, and often recover and become of good service on farms. It is noted by the New York Sun as something remarkable that a Maryland colored man dreamed he was to die the next day, and sure enough he died. "When a Pacific Islander wants to die, he sits down and dies himself: Just naturally dies by force of will. He is more likely to be three days about it than one day. Then one of the difficul ties in bringing African slaves to the coast is'tliat they will turn their tongues back into their throats and go off like lamb 3." The Tonquin pirate who recently cleaned up $60,000 as ransom for the re lease of the three captive Frenchmen has, observes the San Francisco Chronicle, evidently become enamored of the lucra tive business. He now offers a standing reward of SIOO to the native who will deliver a Frenchman into his hands or S2O to one who will warn him that troops are approaching. Iu a country where a coolic works the whole year round for $5 this noble reward ought to insure the enterprising pirate a rush of business until he has made living in the interior of Tonquin too expensive for the Euro pean. The Boston Cultivator believes that "men of purely scientific training arc of less assistance in practical affairs than their education would suggest. The man of science has little faith in new methods or new inventions. He is sel dom an originator. His knowledge is that of tradition. He frequently scouts at new ideas as impracticable, because they are not recognized in books. The inventor seldom travels in the same road with the scientist. The inventor needs to leave the beaten path and press onto the unexplored forest of possibilities. He is often handicapped if he endeavors to conform to rules already laid down by pure science. Few college-bred men have proved inventors. Original thought, bold action, patient persistence, knowledge of nature's laws arc prime factors in the successful career of the inventor." The Philadelphia Prau enumerates these instances to prove that modern commerce ha° curious effects on price and on the lives of animals: Camphor has gone up in this country from sixty to ninety cents a pound because it is wanted in Europe for smokeless pow ders. Rubber has advanced from fifty five to ninety cents a pound because so much of it is wanted in electrical opera tions. Copper, besides being wanted in telegraph, telephone and electric light wires, has advanced because sulphate of copper has been found to bo the only sure cure for phyloxera. Young male elephants are being hunted out in Afrin% because thei' make billiard balls, and this, ft Jinn any other demand, is likely to extinguish the elephant. The fancy for alligator leather is making alli gators extinct; the muskrats multiply and honeycomb the levees, and hence a great Mississippi flood. MEMORIES. When twilight's bush is drawing nig* And thwart the blue the shadows lie, Fond mem'ries cluster thick and fast Around the dear old buried past; Tie then I dream of rosy hours, Faith, hope and love in wooded bowers, And merry voices low and sweet, i And converse fraught with joy complete Still brighter visions round me cling, When song birds brown are carrolling, How that we pledged our hearts' pure vows Beneath the apple's crimson boughs, And strolled the woodlands through and through For clovers red and vi'lets blue, And smiling, laughing lily bells, rhe prido of moss entangled dells. These vanished years they come and go, Like spectres gliding to and fro. Across my weary, songless path That lies along life's aftermath; But soon, beyond the sun-kissed hills, When freed from earthly cares and ills, I'll meet the loved and brave of yore, And yearn the perfect past no more. —Philadelphia Telephone. THE LINEMAN DY EMMA A. OPPEB. "The lineman's comingl" shouted Sammy. "Yes, sir, it's the lineman!" cried little Molly, in wild glee. And their Aunt Eunice, who had come to the door quickly and with heightened color, saw Sammy's bare legs and Molly's red stockings flying down the road. "What is it, Eunice?" said Eunice's brother's wife, Mrs. Abner Lane. "Th children saw the lineman, Mr. Miles," said Eunice, rather faintly. "Do tell!" said Fiducia, smiling. The lineman lived in the next State, when he was not on the road. Two or thrsc times a year he and his associates passed through Ridgcville, inspecting the telegraph wires, and repairing them it need be, and he always put up at Ab nor Lane's. Ho was an old friend now; Fiducia put out her best preserves for him, Ab ner talked politics with him, and Eunice —Eunice put on her best dresses and rickracked aprons for him, and with them a sweetly-welcoming manner. It was more than remored that the young lineman put up at Abner Lane's because of Abner's pretty sister. Eunice. The lineman arrived, with Molly on his shoulder and Sammy grasping his coat tail. "Real glad to see you, Mr. Miles—real glad!" said Fiducia, warmly. "Eunice!" Then Eunice came and shook hands, with a conventional observation —no matter what, since it was faintly uttered, and since the lineman grew red to his blende hair and struggled ineffectually over his reply. "Abner'll be pleased enough," said Fiducia. "Much work to be done here, you find?" "Considerable," said the lineman, get ting his anxious blue eyes as fRr up as Eunice's collar-button. "Stoke's at work a'readv, down street." "Have you shot any more wild turkeys down home?" said Sammy, between his knees. "How's that little girl that had measles and whooping-cough together?" said Mollv. "Heal glad I mado that raised cake yesterday! I recollect how you like it, Mr. Miles," said Fiducia. Among all of which the lineman con trived to murmu?: "Miss Lane, you're well!" and Eugene to admit that she was. Indeed, she looked so, with her bright dark eyes r.nd raised color. Abnercame just before supper. He was not alone. The tall, stout, black haired, florid faccd-man who followed him appeared to fill the doorway solidly. "Surprises don't come singly!" cried Fiducia. "Silas Baldwin! Mr. Miles, Mr. Baldwin. A sort of cousin of mine," Fiducia explained to the lineman. Mr. Baldwin sent a great laugh into the room apropos of nothing, kissed Fiducia, and took Eunice by both hands. "Blooming as ever!" he said, with blunt gallantry. Abner was glad to see the lineman. "You generally get around with the ground-hog, don't you?" he said, not poetically, but heartily, as he helped the lineman to ham and eggs. "Before I'd stand being coupled with a ground-hog!" said Mr. Baldwin jovially. He was one of those humorously jolly persons who make irresistible jokes, keep a roomful of people in good spirits, and carry all before them without an effort. All the Lanes liked him. All. And for that reason the lineman did not like him. Mr. Baldwin—who, it seemed, lived five miles away, and had run over for the fun of it—sat next to Eunice, and had a familiar and proprietary air. "You get handsomer every day, Eunice," he avowed. "Don't know what you're coming to." The lineman had thought so, but would he have dared to say it to Eunice? Never! "Now, I'm getting old—old and fat. Too fat to be real captivating." The lineman agreed with him. But did Eunice? "How are you getting along over there in your bachelor's hall?" Abner Inquired. "Oh, I'm lonesome as a dog," said Mr. Baldwin, emphatically. "Lone somer!" He handed Eunice the biscuits, looking at her. The lineman grow red and white by turns. LAPORTE, PA., FRIDAY, AUGUST 8. 1890. ♦•Possess your soul in patience," laid Abner, jocillarly. The lineman could only stare. He had hoped that Abner liked him, and liked the thought of him in a certain connec tion. Ah, he had hoped that Eunice did, too. Now he was all at sea. Worse, he was racked by sharp fears. For it was Eunice who most bewildered him. Why had she so confident, so familiar a manner with Fiducia's cousin, Mr. Baldwin—laughing at his joke aud re sponding to his sallies? With the lineman Eunice bad always been shy, as tho lineman had been with her. There was one explanation. Some secret understanding, then, was between her and Fiducia's fat cousin. "Got the new cider-mill done yet?" said Mr. Baldwin, shoving back his chair. "Supposing you and I take a walk down that way, Eunice? Come, get your bunnit!" The lineman's heart thumped, and the color rose in his boyishly fair face in im potently rebellious misery. He lifted piteous blue eyes to Eunice. She returned his look like a sympa thizing angel—though she was somebody else's angel—she said, with dropped eyes: "Won't you go, too, Mr. Miles?" "Go 'long!" said Abner. But Mr. Baldwin stood tall and black and all-pervading and formidable. He was taking Eunice's shawl from the lounge and putting it—yes, putting it around her, with some bold pleas antry. Tho lineman had got timidly to his feet, but he sat down again, a little pale. "I'm feeling kind of tired," he mur mured. "I guess I won't." And Eunice and Fiducia's cousin went off together, the tones of bis jubilant, heavy voice floating back. "Real good, jolly feller, Silas is," said Fiducia, picking up the dishes, " now ain't he?" ' 'Seems so," said the lineman, mechan ically. "Yes," said Fiducia. "Good luck hain't spoilt him. He's made out of that grocery over there—well, goodness knows how much; but I guess he's rich!" Yes, Mr. Baldwin wore the air of prosperity; the lineman had noted it. And he—he was a lineman. "Yes, we think considerable of Silas," Fiducia concluded "Eunice, now—he and Eunice are real cronies." "So they be," said the lineman, husK ily. Once, Somewhere back in that brightly hopeful past of which nothing now re mained but cold ashes, ho had felt cer tain that Fiducia favored him. Nobody favored him now; he supposed the truth was that nobody ever had. He was forlorn, miserable, sick at heart. He had not fully known the depth of his affectionate, big heart till now; and now he had guaged it only to feel that sudden death—say from lightning or an explosion—would be quite welcome. Everybody was not against him. Sammy and Molly were sitting on his lap, and pulling his chin hither and thither and chattering; and while Ab ner did the barn chores and Fiducia washed the dishes, the lineman told in testing anecdotes to the children in a forced and hollow way. But escaping at last, he put on his hat and wandered out in the early dusk. He felt that to witness the serene re turn of Eunice and the fat grocer would be more than he could calmly endure at present. He walked up the street; Eunice and Fiducia's cousin had gone down. The edge of the spring evening was pleasantness itself. The cherry trees made white clouds in the air; the. yards he passed gave forth flowery odors; a robin poured out its cheery evening call. In another mood the lineman, who was warmly appreciative, would have thrilled with huppiness; but with his sad, honest blue eyes on a far tree top, he lagged along without a clear realization of any thing. He found himself presently at the spot where Stokes had commenced work that afternoon. His ladder was leaning against tho high pole, and his portable tool-box, on wheels, was standing near it. It was locked, but the lineman had a key, and rather aimlessly he unlocked it. The condition of the pole and the tools lying ready in the box made clear the amount of work Stokes had done, and what he intended doing next. His colleague reflected. He had as great a dread of going back to Abner Lane's and encountering Eunice and his rival as his manly heart had ever known. If he found something to keep him if he could tell them he had been at work —he might stay here till pitch dark and then go back and goto bed, and get the repairs finished to-morrow and leavo Ridgeville to-morrow night—Ridgcvillc till his next trip and Eunice forever. Yes. With something remarkably like a sob in his throat, the young line man put on Stokes's spiked "climbers," filled his pockets with hammer and nails and glass insulators, and climbed the ladder. lie was not feeling very clear-headed, somehow or other, and it was getting dark. What was the matter with the "climbers?" They did not seem to "bite." But he left the ladder and mounted the pole. Even before he had held tho possibility of falling in keen dread, which his muscular agility, however, rendered most remote; but now he felt is though a fatal tumble would be rather pleasant than otherwise. The lineman was in a desperate mood. What next occurred, though, was not the result of recklessness. .How did" it happen? The lineman could not have told them then or after. He neared the lowest crosspiece and threw his right leg over it. The grasp of his hands might have been un wittingly a weak one, for the lowering of his body as he hoisted his leg over powered it. His hands slipped, with a stinging sen sation, and his head began to reel. Ho was falling—falling in awful truth, as he had once seemed to fall in a night mare; and in half a minute ho lay sense less and motionless on the green grass of the roadside. It was to the lineman like the scheme of a sarcastic fate that the first sound he should hear, on regaining consciousness, should be the loud voice of Mr. Bald win. "Hello!" Fiducia's cousin was shout ing. "Just as I told you! He's coming to already, chipper as you please!" "You call that chipper?" Fiducia's agitated tones demanded. She was rubbing the linesman's fore head with camphor. He saw that the lamp on the table was lighted. "Wal, he ain't hurt bad; that's the point," said Abner. "It's that tunk on his head knocked him under." "He'll come round," said Mr. Bald win, cheerfully. "You've been keeled over for half an hour," he remarked to the lineman. "You can be thankful you arc here. A man going along there in a wagon saw you lying there dead—that's what he reckoned—and picked you up and brought you back, knowing this was where you was putting up. Land alive! You might a' laid there all night. Eunice! I do believe that girl's a sniveling. Eunice, march yourself here! Your fel ler's all right—right as a trigger!" Fiducia remonstrated; but Eunice came. That was all the lineman was conscious of. Was it by prcconcertion? Abner and Fiducia and Mr. Baldwin somehow got out of the room—Fiducia gracefully, Abner awkwardly, the fat grocer lum beringly; and the lineman was alone with Eunice. In spite of his jarred lamenoss he sat up—sat up and groped for Eunice's hands. Yes, Eunice had been crying. "Eunice," said the lineman, "let me hold your hand just this moment, while I—l tell you. It was my own fliuH get ting my head bumped, and I deserved it. I was just a coward, Eunice. I wasn't man enough to face what I knew I'd have to face. I didn't want to come back here and sec you—and him together. I didn't feel as though I could stan' it. So I weut to working on tnat pole and fell down, just as I'd ought to. There! I wish you well, Eunice. He's a good man and he's rich, anci—and you'll be happy. I know you will. There, I won't say no more. I was kind o' des perate, Eunice; but I wa'n't trying to kill mysely. No, I—l'll live right along!" Though she was crying again, Eunice did not take her hands away. They seemed to nestle in the lineman's. "What do you mean?" she cried, half indignantly. "Do you mean Silas Bald win?" "Why, yes," the lineman stainmered. "Silas Baldwin!" said Eunice, with amazed eyes on the lineman's upturned face. "I've known him all my life, lie's about forty, Silas is, and he's a married man, but his wife's oil visiting her folks in Illinois. He runs over here ofteuer now 't he's all alone." Then Eunice removed her hands to wipe her tears. "Wal," the lineman gasped, dar.ed, humiliated, strangely happy, "I've been a tarnal fool! 1 ' The lineman got well, though it was discovered that he had fractured one of his ribs. He said he was glad of it; he took it for a judgment upon him. Besides, being nursed to recovery by Eunice was far from being an unpleasant state of affairs. He and Eunice were married as soon as ever ho was able to be, and Sammy and Molly, in high feather, stood up with them. The tall, silver lamp, presented by Fi ducia's cousin, Silas Baldwin, and his wife, was the finest of the wedding pres onts by all odds.— Saturday Night. A Frolic of Fashion. A prominent dealer in leather, from London, says that never before was there such a crazu in London for queer leaHier as at the present time. He says also: "All kinds of skins, from the tough, thick hide of an elephant to the thinner, tenderer frogs, are pressed into service to meet the demands of the fashionable. Some of our shops are stocked with a supply of fancy articles that are made from the skins of all sorts of beasts, rep tiles and tishes. These singular objects are exhibited in the windows, where their appearance proves a great attraction to the crowds. Made up into various ar ticles are yellow pelican skins, lion and panther skins, buffalo skins fish skins, monkey skins, and the coverings of al most every living thing known. They are tanned and sometimes dyed with dif ferent colors. I think it looks hideous to see a pretty girl walking along the streets swinging a porte-monnaie made of the scaly skin of a boa-constrictor. But it's fashion, you know, and reminds one of the old storj of beauty and the beast." Commercial Advertiser. Everybody's business is nobody's busi ness except the busybody's Terms—sl.2s in Advance; $1.50 after Three Months. SCIENTIFIC AND INDUSTRIAL. The average speed of elevators is 225 feet per minute. Carriages to be run by gasoline will soon be seen in London. Lithographic stone and lead are being found at Marble Falls, Texas. Plumbago in large quantities has been found near. Hoffman's Mills and High Bridge, Huntertou, N. J. An electrical fan, to keep up a lively circulation of air in cars lighted by elec tricity, has been invented. Two new cotton mills have just been projected in South Carolina, one of them to be operated by water power. A London genius has invented a hot water apparatus to warm piano keys, so that dainty fingers may not be chilicd. Wood pulp is now, . as tho basis of a plastic compound" to serve as a substituto for lime mortar ia covering aud finishing walls. Lead poisoning among Jacquard weav ers in a Swiss factory has been traced to dust from leaden weights used to carry the thread of the yarn. An improved brontorneter which indi cates "the instant of each lightning flash and the beginning and duration of a thunder clap" is on exhibition in Lon don. English experts having found that forced draught is straining the boilers to an alarming extent are now turning their attention to improving the natural draught. Rich and plentiful deposits of tin and silver have just been discovered in Chero kee County, east of Canton, just forty miles from Atlanta, Ga. The tin ore, as does the silver, assays very rich. A Swedish inventor named Thomson has make a quick-firing guu which can discharge twenty-four shots a minute. At tests made recently a target, nine inches long and six inches wide was hit by every shot. The adjustable steam dock at Key West, Fla., has been finished, but so far the contractors have not found a suitable vessel for docking, and as this was part of the contract final payment has been withheld. The Pennsylvania Railroad is experi menting with a shaking grate on its freight engines, and tho result is said to be satisfactory. An engine equipped with a grate ran over 112 v days without clogging, and tho fire 'joAtiuued brisk. No blower was needed. From a report of the meeting of the Berlin Anthropological Society it is gathered that the cat is called in Chinese "Mao," which seems an excellent ono matopoeic word. The cat is also called "Woman's Slave," which goes to show that the celestial old maids are as fond of their furry friend as their Europcau sis ters. In China soapstone is lagely used in preserving structures built of sandstone and other stones liable to crumble from the effect of atmosphere; and the cover - ing with powdered soapstone in the form of paint, on some of the obelisks in that country, composed of stone liable to at mospheric deterioration has been the means of preserving them intact for hun dreds of years. The use of nitro-glycerine in cases of emergency instead of alcohol is recom mended by an English physician. A drop 011 the tongue rouses a fainting man, and it may restore life in case of appar ent death, as from drowning. It has quickly relkved headache, heart pains and asthma, and stiengthened weak pulses in fevers. It should only be used under advice of a physician. A locomotive working under a pressure of 140 to 165 pounds to the square inch may move a railway train at a velocity of sixty miles per hour, which one is apt to think of as a wonderful speed. But it is slow compared with the rate of motion of the projectile from a modern great gun. Such projectile flies at the rate of 1365 miles per hour, impelled by a pres sure of 35,000 to 40,000 pounds per square inch. Smnggling Jewels From Mexico. Commenting upon evidence in a re cent smuggling case tried in San An tonio, Texas, District Attorney Evans told his experience in tho trial of men charged with bringing goods across the border without having paid duty. "The Government," he said, "might as well abolish the duty on jewelry and precious stones, so far as its value along the Mexican border is concerned. Great quantities of auch are brought into this country, but it is very seldom that duty is paid upon them. Of course, the smaller an article is the easier it is to escape detection. Fine jewelry aud pre cious stones are safely smuggled on this account, and quite a number of the smugglers are known to the Custom house officials, who, however cannot be detected. "Men and women almost known to have jewelry in their possession arc stopped and searched, but nothing duti able is revealed. A thousand dollars' worth of precious stones might be hid den under a plaster. False pockets in clothes and wearing apparel are common. I do not believe that as many precious stones as formerly are brought from Mexico, but there is plenty of Mexicai! jewelry smuggled into the United States." ■ Ch icayo Herald. The paper that says something mean about you is never lost in the mails. Atchison Globe. NO. 43. SYCAMOHES IN BLOOM. Like flame-wing'