SULLIVAN REPUBLICAN. W, m CHENEY, Publisher. VOL. VIII. The Chicago Sun has noticed that ."lit tie industries which heretofore have been confined to New England, are taking root in tho Southern States." Tho baptisms reported in the Baptist denomination the past ten years have averaged 344 for every day of the ten years, making in all 1,256,375. Collis P. Huntington, tho many times millionaire, lately said: "If I were a young man with S'lo,ooo or SIOO,OOO, I'd goto Africa and make millions in the rubber trade." There are 5000 insane people in the city of New York, the New Orleans Times-Democrat asserts, and experts on insanity say that the ratio of lunatics is increasing much faster than that of the population. Fow have any idea of tho terrible waste of bird-life that the fashion for birds as trimmings involves,remarks New York Chatter. Forty millions of hum ming-birds, sunbirds, orioles, gulls, sea birds, waxwings, birds of paradise and fly-catchcrs arc annually immolated to this end. The Chicago Post is firmly of the opinion that "there is a good deal of the natural savage still remaining in the civ ilized man because won! comes from Liberia of a white missionary who con cluded that he would rather imitate the savages he had been sent to convert than to Christianize them. He has accord ingly abandoned thu ways of civilized life, aud is living with tho natives in their wild state. His fellow missionaries are profoundly astonished, but civiliza tion has many irksome restraints, and a savage life may have many substantial advantages." The reports of the crops in England indicate that that country will require all tho breadstuffs the United States can send this year. British crops, th» American Cultivator declares, are largely injured by continued wet weather and cold, blighting winds. The unusual moisture has flowed fields, rotted hay and mildewed wheat. Nothing is ripen ing uuder tho deluge of rain. Every year seems to make English farmers more despondent than ever, with less pros pect of profits. In fact, the absence of summer is an injury to all trades as well as agriculture. Again has a young woman carried oil the honors in an intellectual competition. The Boston Herald recently ollered two scholarships of §Bf>o and?! 100 to be paid in four annual installments to the gradu ates of 1890 who should write the best composition on one of a number of sub jects. The winners are as follows: First prize to Miss Silvia Clark, of Pink crton Academy, Derry, N. n., for her composition on Hawthorne's "House of Seven Gables;" second prize to Albert E. Thomas, of Brockton, Mass., who took for his topic Coleridge's poem, "The Ancient Mariner." The art of flying is not making any encouraging advancement, is the verdict of the Chicago Herald. Somebody in vents a flying machine now and then, but it always proves to be a failure. Perhaps the nearest approach to success has been attained by a German in Phila delphia, the home of Keely, the motor man. He weighs 160 pounds and cau raise himself into the air with the aid of a counter weight of eighty pounds. Yet this is to say that only fifty per cent, of him is able to fly, and that is only half enough for successful Hying If this is the best that cau be done the birds of the air are never likely to have any human imitators. Just now no two countries in Europe of any pretensions are in perfect harmony, declares the Washington Star. The relations between England and France, between Germany and Russia, between Russia and Austria, between Italy and Austria, between Russia and Turkey, be tween Spain and England are more or less complicated. International jealousy is founded on national selfishness. Just at present the great Black Continent is the bone over which many of the nations are growling. France, sore over the continued occupation of Egypt and dis posed to make the most of her rights in the Newfoundland dispute, revives her old pretensions in Zanzibar and finds support in Danish sympathy with Danish Heligoland, in Belgic apprehension of German aggression on the Congo State and in Spanish uneasiness as to British interference with Spain's programme in Morocco. "TREAT KVERYBOBY WELL" ••Treat everybody well;* Thou canst not tell The good to others done, The good thyself shalt win; Thou mayst hide many a sin If hearts be won. "Treat everybody well;" Hot lost the smile Which captures even guile— • How, who may tell? There is a subtle power Deep hidden in the face, iTbe tone, the way, whose grnoe ZS7es hour on hour. " Treat everybody well;" Some day thon'lt bless The long-forgot caress "Of courteous meed, And in thine own dark night Kind hearts shall shed their light Thy steps to lead. Treat everybody well;" Some will deride Some will forsake thy side, But nobler yet AVill l>e the friends who stay, Nor feel—dark night, clear day— One vain regret! —Rev. Edwin B. Russell. TOPSY. "He thinks more of Topsy than he does of me?" said Huldah. Joe Brock way laughed. "But she is a dandy little horse, you know,'' he said, letting his gaze wander to whero Iluldah's Uncle Robert stood stroking and patting Topsy. "Look at her shape, just—" "I know," said Iluldah. "I've heard Uncle Robert rave about her enough. Little head, arched neck, slender legs—" Joe brought his hand down on his sweetheart's with another laugh. But Huldah °s brown eyes were lifted seriously to his laughing blue ones. "What's tho matter?" he said gaily. "Well, I'm not adamant exactly, Joe," said Huldah, slowly. "I'm not a fossil. And it's hard to have an uncle who cares as much for a horse as he does for you, and to hear nothing but horse talk from morning till night, and to get so lone some sometimes you just don't know what to do! Oh, Joe," Huldah mur mured meekly. "I ought not to say it! I don't know what's the matter with me. I—I—" And Jo£ Brockway heard a stifled sob, saw a swishing skirt, and found himself alone on the front steps. "Huldah!" ho cried, and gave chase. Through the hall he ran, and into the sitting-room and the kitchen, and then out into the back yard and around the house, sending two dozing cats wildly fleeing, and going through Iluldah's petunia-bed. "Hang it!" he cried, coming?to a baf fled stop, with reddened face and dis heveled hair. His good-looking countenance showed a little wrath, considerable distress, and some indecision. "I believe I'll tell her this minute 1" he muttered. "WhatH she say about Topsy then? Little simpleton—dear lit tle simpleton 1" But after a mament's reflection ho walked toward the barn, where Huldah's Uncle Robert was still engaged', with Topsy. Huldah had fled up stairs to herd)ed room. There she sat with her face hid den in a fol£ of her dress, and. her tears soaking the starch out of it. Oh, dear! oh, dear! What was she crying about? Everything! It was her Uncle Robert, for one thing. He was kiad, of course. But if he were cot quite so wrapped up in that new trotter, if he ever woald talk to her about ahything else—about ht;rown poor little affairs, for instance—aaid slay in the house sometimes instead of'the barn 1 What did he want of Topsy, anyhow? Huldah wished he had neverween her. For since Joe had taken a partnership in a hardware store in Wakj.'ly, it was doubly lonesome for her horeun Cheever. Ah! she hadn't been quite fair in let ting Joe think her tears were'all for her Uncle Robert. Since Joe had gone to Wakely ! Wako ly was such a lively place, with posses sions of which Cheever had never dreamed—an "opera house," andapark, with a fine band pavilion. And pretty girls—W akely was noted for its pretty girls! What was the matter with her? Was he not her own true lover? Had he not devoted many a half day to coming home to see her? Wasn't he home for that purpose now? And still Huldah sobbed on. She was tired and nervous, she re flected, dismally. Doing all the house work and canuing strawberries at the tame time had been too much for her, she supposed; and she had not felt well lately, besides. And she gathered up a fresh corner of her gown and cried harder. She did not know how long she staid there. But when she went down stairs at last there was nobody in sight or hearing. She had expected to find thft Joe had gone; but where was her Uncle Robert? The table showed a masculine litter of cold greens and lemon pic. Oh! and here was a note pinned to the table cloth: "Am going to Wakely. Be back early." Wakely—what for? Oh, yesl Hul dah divined in an instant. There was a man in Wakely giving an exhibition of LAPORTE, PA., FRIDAY, AUGUST 29, 1890. borae training, Joe had told her; and of course Joe had gone back with him. Was he angry with her, Huldah won dered ? And was her Uncle Robert dis pleased because she had neglected his supper? If they were she deserved it. She was a poor, lachrymose, disagree able thing—she, Huldah Spencer, who had had a reputation for brightness and prettiness. She went and sat down on the back porch. She did not want any supper. How could she eat with that lump in her throat? She sat looking out into the pleasant June evening, deso lately. But a spark of interest came into her eyes, suddenly. The square hole in the side of the barn which marked the posi tion of Topsy's stall, and from which her trim little head was usually poking itself—it was empty. Waiting for a time in the expectation of seeing the head, Huldah went into the kitchen and to tho nail where hung the barn-key, and then out to the barn. Yes, Topsy's stall was empty, and so was Dan's—Dan being the old sorrel her Uncle Robert always drove. Where was Topsy? Her Uncle Rob ert never drove Topsy. Besides, Dan was gone. And he never lent her. What had become of her? Huldah was in a tremble. Topsy—if it had been anything but Topsy! Had she been stolen? Had shejgot loose and run away? The door had been locked, but there was tho big back door into the barnyard. Something had happened while she had been blubbering upistairs. What would her uncle ■ Robert say— do? Huldah was pale and panic stricken. Oh, dear! What should!- she do? Hardly knowing whaUshe was doing, sho hurried out into the road, aud bending low, studied the*hoof prints in dust. All tending westward wore half oblit erated; those turning east, or in the di rection of Wakely, w<cre fresh, and llul dan mechonically walked eastward. To what cud? If Topsy had broken her halter and frisked up -the road, Hul dah thought she might ovortake her. If sho had been stolen and - ridden away at a foaming trot— But Huldah could not have sat still; she could not have waited. Doing some thing was better than doing nothing. She might find some trace.of her. Her anxiety left her no choice. went Breathlessly tramping on up the dusty road. She thought sho had'Vbeen unhappy before, but now she was miserable. She was confused, too, inther misery. She had gone a quarter of a mile be fore it occurred to her that* sho had left the house uulockcd, as well as the barn. But what were the spoons or butter dish compared with Topsy. Oh, dear! She was glad it was getting dark, no body would recognize her. Hut even so, people stared at the hurrying, bare headed girl and wondered. Ouco or twice she mustered courago to ask it Topsy had been seen; but no body had soen her. She felt like a tramp,andlshe supposed she looked like one. Was she going to cry again? She would not. But if any other calamity had befallen her than los ing Topsy—anything. And it was her fault, her negligence. Once she thought she saw her crop ping the grass by the roadside, and her heart bounded; but it was only a peace ful red cow. At the next half-mile stone she was sure she saw Topsy ahead of her, with the thief on her back; but it was Hiram White, on his old rackabones, with a bag of grist. She was getting tired at last. She had raced along in such a frightened heat, that she had not thought of dis tance. But where was sho? Why, almost to Benton's Corners—almost two miles. And houses were scarce here. Huldah glanced around her fearfully. How dark it was gettiog. Still she pressed on. The thought that it was Topsy sho was searching for spurred her. But she was growing weak. Her anxiety and her long tramp and her nervous fears here on this lonely road were more than sho had bargained for. She found herself trembling. Poor Huldah! her faithful, grieved little heart swelled with despair. She peered ahead. Nothing and no body to be seen; no Topsy. A light gleamed from a house far ahead iu a ghostly way, and an owl hooted away off in the woods. Oh, what was that? It was only a friendly stray cat rubbing against her, but it was too much for Huldah in her strained state. Sho recoiled in fright and gasped, and then sitting down on a smooth, flat stone near by, tritd to smile—strove to rally her gathering senses, and quietly fainted away. She was not on the stone when she came to herself. Joe Brockway was on the stone, and she was in Joe's arms. She rcmembeicd it all in a minute, and was indignantly ashamed of herself. She sat up suddenly and rigidly and stared. Yes, Joe was holding her, and her Uncle Robert waj kneeling beside her, with his florid face whitened and a lantern in his hand,and the buggy stood in the road. "Huldah," Joe was gasping, "what is it, dear—what is it? Uow did you come here? Huldah—" "I thought you'd gone to Wakely, Joe," Huldaki said, tremulously, at which her Uncle Robert gave an excited laugh. 4, 1 swow she's all right!" he ejacu lated. "Huldy, we've beea scairt out of our -' its. Why, -we thought you'd lost your senses, wandering around like this. We come mighty near not seeing you, neither." "No, no!" cried Huldah, passing her hand over her dazed eyes. And then, struggling to her feet, she nerved herself for the worst. ''l came clear up here trying to find Topsy/'she faltered. "She's lost, Un cle Robert! She's either got loose or been stolen, and it's my fault!" "Lost!" Joe cried. "There she stands ift the thills." "Is that Topsy?" Huldah gasped, and her Uncle Robert laughed again. "I swan, you are all right!" he re peated. "That's Topsy, sure. Help her into the buggy here, Joe, and let's get this thing untangled a little. Tramped for two miles did you, Huldyt" "You poor little girl!" Joe murmured. "Huldah, how could you? And Topsy right as a trigger! nuldah, do you know where you've been and what you've been for?" They were in the buggy, and Topsy —yes, Topsy—was trotting toward Cheever as only Topsv could trot. But Huldah could not free her cold little hand from Joe's. "Yes, tell her the hull thing," said Uncle Robert, explosively. "Huldah," said Joe, and his voico trembled a little, "we've been to Wakely to get a marriage license—our marriage license, Huldah. It was a surprise, you sec—it's a surprise we've been planning for weeks. You've beon working too hard, and we both knew it, and I made up my mind to take you right out of it whether you agreed or not, and take you off for a good solid rest with me. What was the use of our waiting till next winter? That was your idea—'twasn't mine. You've worked yourself to a shadow almost, and lately you haven't been well, cither. So I got up this little scheme several weeks ago, and your uncle fell right in with it—" "Like a thousand of bricks?" said Undo Robert. "Didn't relish the idea of letting you go, Huldy. but it had to come some time, and I knew what was for your good. So I went and bought Topsy. It was jest on your account I bought Topsy, Iluldv. I had au eye on her for a good while. wan't in good condition, you see, and the man sold her cheap, and I says to Joe, 'l'll buy that mare. If there ain't a few hun dreds of clear money in her I don't know my own name. Fed up and took care of, she'll be a valuable horse. I'll buy her,'says I, 'and sell her in six mouths for twico what I'll pay, and that'l be for Huldy,'says I. And I've done it. I've took care of her faithful, and I've been offered a splendid price for her already. Aud it's youis. That's what I've meant all along, Iluldy." "It was week after next wo meant to spring our little surprise," her lovercon cludcd. but when you took on so to-night, why, it frightened me, and I vowed I wouldn't wait another minute. I per suaded Mr. Spencer, and we were oil' within ten minutes. So now it's plain about Topsy, isn't it, dear? And the li cense we've been after—Huldah, do you know that Joseph Brock way, twenty-five, and Huldah Spencer, twenty-one, are go ing to bo married to-morrow, and have a long enough wedding trip to cure the worst case of nervous prostration going?" and he kissed her soundly. For awhile Huldah could not trust her self to speak. And when she did, though her voice was softly tearful; it was only to say: "How did you come to take Topsy? And whore was Dan?,' "Oh, Hinckley borrowed Dan this afternoon I But I reckon we'd 'a took Topsy anyhow on this occasion—eh, Joe? We was in a kind of a hurry this time, Joe and me!" "Well," said Huldah, with a quiver ing breath, "I've been a goose about everything—such a goose! But, Joe, I can't bo married to-morrow—not to morrow, Joe, I can't!" "You can and will be, my dear!" said Joe, masterfully. "Got to be I" said Uncle Robert. And she was; and came back—to a little house in Wakely—looking like a rose in bloom.— Saturday Night. Ciphers Easy to Read. Communications in cipher are not so secret as many persons suppose. Noth ing has amazed the London Times people more than the discoveiy of the secret cipher with which they communicated with George Kirby in America when Mr. Kirby was engaged in negotiating with Sheridan. It was an alphabetical cipher, and was so very cleverly constructed that it seemed to defy detection. ButLabou chere once declared that ho would un ravel any cipher that was put before him, and Archbishop Walsh is quite as clever at this kind of thing, it would seem, as Mr. Labouchere. Ciphers, in fact, arc not very difficult to detect. On one Lon don paper, for example, every advertise ment which goes in in cipher is read be fore it appears, and the work is not, as a rule, found to be very difficult. There is sometimes great amusement in the un raveling of these presumably secret methods of communication.— Ne%o Yorl Journal. Every man should have an aim tn life, but he shouldn't spend too much time aiming. The quick shot gets the clay pigeon when the trap is sprung— Somer vi&t Journal. 1 Terms—sl.2s in Advance; $1.50 after Three Months. SCIENTIFIC AND INDUSTRIAL. It is said that the hop vine is the best substitute for rags in the manufacture of paper. The vine pulp possesses great length, strength, flexibility and delicacy. A weak galvanic current, which will sometimes cure a toothache, may be generated by placing a silver coin on one side of the gum and a piece of zinc on the other. Rinsing the mouth with acidulated water will increase the cfleet. M. Fouque, the mineralogist, claims to have discovered in a mixture of copper and lime the beautiful color azurrino, the composition of which has so long been a puzzle to artists. His tint is said to be perfectly unchangeable, and is identical with the famous Alexandrine blue. From experiments by Dr. Ledenfeld on sponges, it appears that absorption of food does not take place at the outer sur face, but in the interior. When poisons are putin the water, the sponge contracts its pores, and the action is very like that of poisons on muscles of the higher ani mals. Dr. Dixon, Professor of Hygiene at the University of Pennsylvania, lias been making some experiments with air and dust obtained in street cars. He has found in them the germs of many dis eases, contagious and otherwise. Better ventilation and more effective cleansing are sorely needed. A remarkable invention has been made in Austria, whereby the serious effects of railway collisions \re prevented. Glass tubes project before the train, and if they are broken by an obstacle, an electric movement is applied to the brakes, bringing tke train immediately to a standstill. The"L" road companies in New York are doing their utmost just now to mini mize the noise made by their trains, and on some of the roads they hrwe suc ceeded, but they are still l'ar from having the noiseless trains which so delight the heart of the traveler in Berlin, and the service has a great many tacks. Experiments mado in Sweden by M. Sandberg on the strength of iron rails during the winter have -Siown that steel rails containing over four per cent, of carbon are apt to break in cold weather. In fact, the result of his investigations points to the use of rails having less car bon in countries as cold in winter as Nor way and Sweden. An electric motor is in successful operation for wood-sawing in Lewiston, Me. It is a six-horse power and with a twenty-six inch saw, which was driven at a velocity of 1450 revolutions per minute. The proprietor claims that with a six-horse power electric motor he can do more work than with a ten-horse power steam engine. The heart contracts with power enough to send a column of blood seven and a half to nine feet high. At every beat of a heart of average size and strength, the force exerted is equal to moving ovcrtifty pounds; or to lifting a pound weight upward a distance of three and a half to four and a half feet, say four feet; or to carrying four pouuds, one foot upward. Professor Samuel Cushman, apiarist of the Khode Island agricultural experiment station, maintains, as the result of personal observation, that bees do uo damage to growing or fair fruit. The juice of fruit is, in fact, injurious to them; and they do notattack sound fruit, but only bruised fruit, or that which has been previously injured by othor insects. A beet sugar manufactory, with a ca pacity of 400 tons a day, is said to be almost completed at Grand Island, Neb. The beet has sixteen per cent, of sugar, and fanners realize §6O per acre at $4 per ton for the root. The diffusion pro cess of extracting the saccharine principle is used. In a fourteen-battery circuit it is claimed that the remarkable result of 98.8 per cent, of the sugar can be ex tracted. The compressed air chisel was first brought into use in this country. An improved form is now being used in Europe by stone dressers, sculptors and metal workers. The economy of labor compared with the hand chisel is about four or fivefold. At the same time the surface cut by the compressed air chisel is cleaner and smoother than is possible with the hand chisel. This is especially the case with granite. The new instru ment is said to be of great service in metal-working and wood-working. Catching Rattlesnakes for Oil. There are places in South Georgia where men extract oil from the rattle snake and use it to cure rheumatism. These persons will give a colored man $1 to point out a rattlesnake to them, and then they kill it in a peculiar manner. They place a forked stick over the snake's head, then put a cord around it and strangle the snake. This is done to keep the snake from biting itself. The body of the reptile is then strung up and the oil extracted from it. It sells at $2 pet ounce, and this industry is a very profit able one. The snakes in that section are very large, averaging five feet in length, and one rattler gives up a great deal of oil. A little negro boy once saw two rattlers lying close together, and wanted to get the money for finding them. It was a mile to the nearest house. He was afraid the snakes would crawl off while he was gone, and so took off his coat and placed it betweon the t.wo snakes. He went off, came back, and found them still eyeiug the coat. He had them charmed. So the snake is cultivated down there as a profitable industry.— Atlanta Constitution. NO. 46. DIVIDED. If thou wert by my side, dear love, And x could walk with thee. The path unto the mountain crest, No toil would seem to me. But now my feet walk wearily, And heavy are mine eyes, And dread and dark the winding way, That leadeth to the skies. Yet if thou wert beside me, love, My hand within thine own, Perchance my weight would hold thee back, Tho' thou canst win alone. Thou mightest stumble, following me; Or, loitering by the way, Seeking the sweets and flowers, my feet Might tempt thine own to stray. But now by different paths, my love, We seek the self-same goal, So far apart no check am I, • No hindrance to thy soul, And tho' my heart doth ache for thea My lips for thy lips long, I see tbea toiling upward still, And hush my pain with song. And when upon the mountain crest, We stand where souls are free, The bliss that doth elude us now, Must come to theo and mo. Not one brief thrill of joy, of pain— One smile, in tears to end. But an eternal crown of love. When soul with soul shall blend. —Annie L. Brakenridge, in Housewife. IIUMOIt OF THE DAY. Nevermind—Bad children. In summer weather the felt hat is felt hot. Moses came early; but he didn't avoid the rushes. "Oh, you darling old papa!" "Y-e-e-s —dress or bonnet?"— Ashland'Press. An empty larder outfit to be enough to keep the wolf from the door.— Texas Si/tings. Tho sailor never goes ''around, ♦lie Horn" when he is ashore, lie goes straight for it.— Puck. Ice is expensive everywhere this season. Even tho icebergs in the Atlantic are re ported unusually high.— Boston. Herald. Lady (searching for burglars)—" Here, Bridget, you let down the folding bed and then I'll look under it."—Chautau yuan. "Now, then," inquires a Canadian paper, "what is a crank?" AVhy, the other fellow,of course.— St. Paul Pioneer- Press. "Ho is too lazy togo sleep." "Oh! the idea." "Fact, nevertheless. He just simply falls asleep."— Terre Haute Express. The schoolma'arn se 'ks vacation's joys. Her labor being clone, And she who tanne I the little boys Is now tanned by the sun. —Boston Courier. Exchanging Confidences.—Clara—"l have such a horror of growing old." Maud (sweetly)—"l should think you would have got over it by this time."— Drake's Majazine. "Parting is such sweet sorrow!" she quoted. The young man blushed nervously. "You're right," he replied, "I'll goto the barber's next time!"— American. Grocer. Mr. Carpenter—"That was a nice slip ot the tongue you made introducing me to those young ladies as Mr. Carter." Mr. Tom Bigbee—"Well, I should call it a slip of the pen."— Puck." Judge—"What sort of a man, now, was it whom you saw commit the as sault?" Constable—"Shure, yer honor, he was a small, insignificant craytliur— about yer own size."— Chatter. Madame Hautry—"You the singing master! But we do not want a singing master!" Herr Pumpernickel—"Bardon; de latv next door toldt me you vanted one badly—she sent me!"— Judge. "You've been riding a bicycle, I hear," said one department clerk to another "Just for exercise, you know.""lt has reduced your weight some, I think." "Yes, I have fallen off a great deal."— Washington Post. A—"A more deserving medical mau than our friend Richard does not exist. He very frequently accepts no fees from his patients!" B—"You don't say so?" A—"For he gennerally settles with the heirs."— Fliegende Blaetter. "Are you aware, sir, said the man in the rear fiercely, "that your umbrella is poking me in the eye?" "It isn't my umbrella," replied the man just in front with equal fierceness. "It's a borrowed one, sir!"— Chicago Tribune. Young Husband—"What? You are twenty-five years old to-day? Why, you told me a year ago, just before the wed ding, that you were only twenty." Young Wife (wearily)—"Ah, yes, I have aged rapidly since I married."— La Galois. A.—"Did you hear that the thief and desperado, Buckshot Jack, had been killed?" B.—"No. Died with his boots on, I suppose." A.—"No, indeed. He died with another man's boots on. Kobbed a shoe store."— Texas Siftings. In describing the murder of a man Jorkins, a reporter, thus commented on the event:"The murderer was evidently in quest of money, but luckily Mr. Jor kins deposited all his funds in the bank the day before, so that he lost nothing but his life."— Birmingham Post. Wife (delighted)—" What! home through the summer shower? But where did you get that lovely piece of ice?" Husband (exultantly)—"lt's a hailstone which just fell in our front yard, and we can pay off our mortgage with it."— Chicago Tvmcs,
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