SULLIVAN REPUBLICAN. W. M, CHENEY, Publisher. VOL. IX. If According to the latest statistics then tare 100,000 insano persons in the Unitec .States—a ratio of one to every 550 in, 'habitants. [ More 'women in proportion to popula jtion are employed in industrial occupa tion in England than in any other Euro jpean country. Twelve per cent, of thi (industrial classes arc females. i* The King of Italy wants to be Emper lor, too, and thinks of making liimsell of Erythrea and Eastern Africa," on the strength of his pro jtectorate of Abyssinia and some colonics pn the Red Sea. ! Officers in Germany, when complaints Bro made to them that they lmve injured eomo private interest while they are com manding military exercises, announce that "they are responsible to the Emper or only." The citizens are getting very sick of this, as it seems to allow them no recourse whatever. Regularly every six months, it is said, the United States Treasury Department receives cither a S2O or §SO bill which, from all appearances, instead of being made from a plate, is executed entirely With a pen. Tho work is of a very high order, and sevoral times these have es caped detection and gono into circula tion. The counterfeiter has not yet been discovered. He seems to work for notoriety, as he could not make a living in this manner. ' Work is being vigorously pushed on the Nicaragua canal. The largo plant used by Slaven, of San Francisco, on the Panama canal, has been purchased, and a new set of powerful dredges have been contracted for in Scotland. Meantiruo work has been carried on at the mouth of tho San Carlos River, the depth of which, at the mouth, is said to have been doubled already. At the rate that work is being advanced, vessels will pass through the canal before 1895, if no un foreseen obstacles occur. A broker of Chicago, Mr. A. B. Rus- Bell, has incorporated an institution known as the National Tonsorial Parlor Company, with a capital stock of $25,- 000. Barber shops arc to bo established in all the large cities of the United States, to be owned and controlcd by the com pany. Tickets of membership will be issued for a sum comparatively small, probably sls, which will bo good for ono year and which will entitle the holder to all the service required for that length Df time in any city included in the trust. The increase in ruilway mileage in this country during the lirst six months of the year was 1893 miles. This, iu the opin ion of tho Chicago NetcH, is accounted highly creditable. More miles of rail road havo been constructed in the South em States than in any other section of tho country. The Northwestern States and Territories, where construction went on rapidly for awhile, havo nearly stopped building. Massachusetts laid but a mile and a half of new road, Maine about ten miles; the other New Eng land States stood still. California gained one mile. In some hospitals in Europe it is cus tomary to allow visitors to converse on certain days by means of a telephone iu a waiting room with patients in the wards, and this arrangement has been found to work admirably, as it not in frequently happeus that the nervous state of the patient, or tho possibility of in fection of the visitor renders closer com munication inadvisable. It is now sug gested by a New York physician that telephones bo placed on tho islands in the bay used for infectious diseases, so that tho patients can be cheered by oc casionol oral communication with their friends. There is nothing to be surprised at in the story that an establishment has been discovered in Paris where imitaf _of tho pictures of the great French painter Courbet are turned out by wholesale. It has been the fortune of all tho French masters, says the New York Star, to at tract the attention of tho forgers, and ■without doubt thero are to-day in the galleries of the world more spurious than genuine works of Corot, Daubigny, Diaz, Courbet and Jacquc, not to mention any others. Most of tho pictures are as ex cellent, as works of art, as masters could paint, only they are not the real thing. There seems to be no way of preventing these frauds, but the picture business all over; the world is being seriously dis credited and damaircd thereby. tJNSPOKEN WORDS. Tho kindly words that rise within the heart And thrill it with their sympathetic tone, But die e'er spoken, fail to play their part, And claim a meiit that ig not their own. The kindly word r jispoken is a sin, A sin that wraps itself In purest guise. And tells the heart that, doubting, looks within, That not in speech, but thought, tho virtue lies. But 'tis not so: anothor heart may thirst For that kind word, as Hager in the wild- Poor banished Hnger!— prayed a well might burst From out the sand to save her parching child. And loving eyes that cannot see the mind. Will watch the expected movement of tho lip: Ah! can ye let its cutting silence wind Around that hoart and scathe it like a whip* Unspoken words, like treasures in tho mine, Are valueless until we give them birth: Like unfound gold their hidden beauties shine Which God has mado to bless and gild tho earth. How sad 'twould bo to see a master's hand Strike glorious notes upon a voiceless lute! But oh! what pain when, at God's own com mand, A heart gtring thrills with kindness, but is mute. Then hide it not, the music of tho soul, Dear sympathy, expressed with kindly voice, But let it liko a shinning river roll To deserts dry,—to hearts that would ro joice. Oh! let the symphony of kindly words Sound for tho i>oor, tho friendless, and tho weak; And ho will bless you,—ho who struck these cords W ill strike another when in turn you seek. —John Boyle O'Reilly. SERGEANT SINGLETON. BY BEBA GREGORY PREI.AT. "Guide me, oh, Thou great Jehovah," sang the powerful chorus of boys as mother played the sweet old tune upon tho organ. It was an impressive and pathetic group, for soldiers filled the lower part of the park, and the sound of military music came every now and then to break the harmony of the hymn. Nothing could have daunted those fresh voices, just as nothing could have daunted their brave little hearts. They sang, as they wero going to fight by and by, with courage and persistence. Wilton, the eldest, would have a grand bass some time, and even now the lower notes were splendid, when they "got there." Rupert, tho second, sang with a high, clear tenor, such as used to make the masses splendid in the old cathedrals at Rome. The little boys supplied a rippling treble, and tlie mother's tender alto made the chords complete. She did not look like a Spartan moth er, but she was trying, and not vainly, to act the part. Her tvr-i eldest were going to join in that terrible struggle, which bore so many boys away, to act the part of men, while still in the morning of life. The father was absent with a eabre at his side and epaulettes on his should ers. All that lovingand pious rearing could do had been done for them; her active work must be over for a time; she could only watch and pray! Welton looked grown and stately in his uniform, for he was tho kind of fel low to carry off a prescribed dress of any sort with dignity. Once committed to anything, he re garded himself as the exponent of the whole, and tried to reflect credit upon it. Rupert looked so young and slim and handsome that she could hardly see him through her tears, but lie mado a great ellort to keep his own eyes dry. They were wonderful eyes, of tho blue one sees in the sky when the sun is very warm and there arc no clouds about. The clarion sounded the signal of war. Tho soldiers were waiting for her darlings at the second gate. "Oh 1 for a last inspiration,'' was her agonizing thought. Some one final mes sage of love, that should remain with them through all that terrible campaign. Like a flash of answer it came to her. She stood for a moment almost trans figured in tho girlish beauty, which ma ternity had been powerless to change. "Promise me, my sons," she cried, "that every day when the twilight comes —no matter where you are, you will sing one verse of this hymn: 'Guide me, Oh, Thou great Jehovah,' He will guide you, if you believe and trust in Him." They promised her, and the battle cloud that swept the land bore them from her sheltering arms. The last thing they saw was her slen der figure standing upon the portico, with a smile upon her beautiful face which nearly cost her heart's blood. That night they marched out of Mary land. ****** Two years later a dark young man, in a uniform that would liavo been tattered but for repeated and skillful darning, stood before his commanding officer. "Well, Sergeant Singleton, what do you want?" said tho veteran kindly, for the non-commissioned officer was a great favorite. ''l want a leave for two days, Major, nticl no questions asked. I want to get back my brother, who war taken prisoner LAPORTE. PA., FRIDAY, OCTOBER 31. 1890. in the last skirmish. The enemy's camp, you know, is only twenty miles from here—" "Do you wish to be taken and hung for a spy?" was tho officer's stern answer. "Well, sir, I must run my chances, as many another fellow has done. I can't leave Rupert without making an effort to savo him, and I have a scheme which is sure to work." Wilton Singleton was only nineteen, but his pluck and brains had gained for him a great deal of respect. 4He was a natural soldier, alert, cautious and, abovo all, uncomplaining. He had risen to be Sergeant, and was soon to be made Lieutenant. "Tell me your plan," pursued tho Major, trying to hide his admiration under an appearance of gruffness. "It is something I would rather talk about after it is accomplished," tho boy replied, with a tingo of bashfulness in his usually frank manner. Tho Major gave the required permis sion and the Sergeant went out. He took off his uniform and in a few moments bore no resemblance to the trim young official who had entered the tent. 11c had borrowed from some of tho neighboring country youths a blue blouse shirt and a pair of linen punts. He took off his shoes and stockings and pulled his short black hair down over his forehead, which was too intellectual for the role he intended to play. A torn hat of dirty straw, and a bag mado of a coffee sack, which ho was going to sling over his shouldor, com pleted the picture. This bag contained a queer collection of articles which were very useful later. To look at the Sergeant in this dis guise was to behold a bumpkin of tho lowest class. No soldier would give him a moment's thought, and, if he did, the Tennessee dialect would have deceived a native. Wilton was a born mimic. He stopped at his Captain's tent. "Has you'uns got ary a thing for we'uns ter do?" ho said, with an inde scribable drawl. "Come back alive, boy," answered the Captain; "I would go with you, but it would only increase the danger." It wns about 7:30 in the morning. The hot summer day was before him, and also the twenty miles which stretched between him and tho river, on the far side of which the enemy lay encainpod. lie choso the open road, and after an hour of walking a wagon rumbled by. He begged for a ride and obtained it. By noon he was ten miles on his way. They gave him buttermilk and a cold corn-dodger at a farmhouse whero he stopped. Ho ate heartily of the coarse food, as heroic natures do, for the pur pose of keeping up his strength. As he stepped out into the sun tho heart of the farmer's wife out to him. "Be you agoin' fur?" she called. "I be agoin' down ter tho river to Uncle Job Aakins. Weun's cow air ail ing like, and ma, she 'low Uncle Job sot her all right onct before. lie gin her some "yarbs." The woman reflected. She had four horses in tho pasture. "I ain't got no saddle round handy, but I might mek out to lend yer a rope —if yer have got spunk ernuf ter catch one of them horses. Yew could bring it back tcr-morrow." No second bidding was needed, and in a short time Wilton sat upon his bor rowed steed, feeling that fortune favored him. As he rode away ho lifted his torn hat, brushing back tho hair from his brow. The unlearned woman felt a thrill she could not comprehend as she encountered that farewell glance, and went into tho house to dream of her boys in the army. lie rodo stoadilv, until at about five in the afternoon, ho saw the broad waters of the river gleaming in the distance. lie tied his horse to a treo with the long rope and let him graze. Then he climbed to the highest branch of the highest tree in the httle grove and surveyed the country. On the other side of tho river the white tents of the enemy, the canons on tho outposts, the men in uniform, the martial sights and sounds made up an agreeable whole. But to the poor boy in the treo it was terrible. Somewhere in tho midst of all that his little brother was a prisoner. Many of the tents were very near the bank and from his post of vantago he watched the men as they went in swim ming. At last the sun went down and he crept from the grove. Presently a single star came out and comforted him. His mother always looked for that first star and loved it. When they were little they had made wishes on it. He made a wish upon it now, and then with child-liko faith pur sued his enterprise. He was near enough to hear voices, borne faintly over the water, for it was a broad deep stream, not one of the over grown creeks which we often call river in the South. Deeper and deeper grew tho .twilight, until its gray -mantle wrapped him com pletely. Then lie went farther down tho shore until ho was no longer quito oppo site the camp and walked out in tho water, which was shallow near tho bank. Then ho swam across the river and waited in the reeds on the other side. ****** A party of soldiers were eating a "post supper spread" at a short distance from the caniD fire. They had obtained permission to bring with them one of the prisoners, a "little kid," as they called him, who had a won derful voice. Tho men would make lii;r. sing "Home, Sweet Homo" until the tears rolled dowD their cheeks and his own. Then to make up for this they tried to teach him songs which ho would not learn. On this particular evening he had sung to them a long time. As his eye caught the star his brother had seen,even before it was quite dark, ho struck up the notes of his mother's hymn: Guide me, O, Thou great Jehovah, Pilgrim in this barren land I His voice did not falter. It seemed to soar up grand and full to that God of David, that God of battles, who had been tho righteous warrior's stay for ages. What did his quick ear catch? Was it his imagination, his knowledge that his brother, like himself, had never forgot ten thut promise to their mother? Did he fancy that he heard him whistle? Rupert rose from his position, and still singing walked toward the bank. It was high abovo the water, which looked dark and threatening. "Be careful. Kiddie," called one of tho men, "you might' fall over. It's deep round there and I calculato you can't swim." He little knew that born and raised by the Potomac, no one was more at home in water than his prisoner. Open now, the crystal fountain, Whero tho healing stroams do tlow— chanted Rupert. He held his breath for a moment to be sure of the whistle and let the time for several bars go by. Ah, yes! no other voice but Wilton's called him. There was no mistake. The memories of childish hours, the bond of brotherhood assured him. "Strong deliverer! Strong deliverer!" he sang clearly, and then there was a splash. Tho men rose to their feet. "I said that kid would fall over," said one. "Hold up and try to tread water till we get a rope," roared out another, while the third went for a torch. Rupert dived and then swam noise lessly down to his brother. They hid in the reeds and water plants while the men looked for the prisoner. No thought of his trying to escape had oucc occurred to them. They would have thought the whistle but the careless re frain of some of their own men. "He had been washed away with the current," said one; "most likely his body will be stopped by a snag farther down before it sinks. We can look in the morning." "Poor little chap," said the tenderest licartod and worst educated of the crowd, "he hev sung hisself phim into paradise with them there hymns of his'n." At 3 o'clock that morning Major Bab cock was roused from slumber by a visit from Colonel Singleton. "Wheie are my boys?" was the wild question. Major Babcock never replied in words, for he heard the countersign given to the sentry in a voice they both kuew. Colonel Singleton removed his portly person from the Major's tent to the pick ets in a manner calculated to upset all the rules governing avoirdupois. He had his two boys in his arms before they knew that he had come. "What have you done, my son?" ho said to Wilton. "I just went after Rupert, father. Swam over the river aud helped him to swim back. It was not anything much to do." You may be sure the father cried, and Rupert cried and tho Major's eyes got full of sand. The tender mother wept, too, when \ she heard of it. She thanked God for tho promise her boys had given her, the keeping of which had done so much for both. Little Sargcant Singleton himself had nothing to say about the exploit, but "Guide Me, O Thou Great Jehovah," is still tho favorite hymn with tho whole family.— Times-Democrat. An Emperor's Earache. Referring to the chronic earache from which the Emperor of Germany suffers, Harold Frederic says in the New York Times: "Just what the affection is no one has yet been able to determine. It grows worse in cold and wet weather, and that is about all that is known of it. The phy sicians disagree sis to its character. Will iam himself, though at times suffering acutely from it, has never been alarmed about it, and really believes it to be a local ailment. Its existence naturally enough suffices to create a certain un easiness in tho minds of his friends, and of Germans generally, but I cannot learn that any responsible professional men re gard it as'necessarily dangerous. This year it is said to be less troublesome than usual." Antidote for a Bee's Sting-. A correspondent of tho Leeds (Eng. land) Mercury writes: As beekeepers, experienced and inexperienced, are now operating on their stocks stings will fre quently bti received. One of the most simple and effective antidoes I am ac quainted with is to poison a piece of washing soda and rub the stung part with it. If this is done at once it will re move tho pain and prevent swelling. Whenever I goto do anything to tiio bees, I invariably put a piece of soda in my waiscoat pocket. The collectivo length of the London streets would reach over 32,000 miio». Terms—sl.2s in Advance; $1.50 after Three Months, SCIENTIFIC AND INDUSTRIAL. From the oil of grasshoppers a Spanisl inventor claims to moke the finest soa{ yet produced. White pine boards are now made bj reducing small trees and limbs to pulp and pressing in molds. When galvanized iron is exposed tc weather, there soon forms on the surface a coating of the oxide of zinc, which protects it from the further action of the elements. An iron elevated railway, much like the New York pattern, six miles long, is now in process of construction in Liver pool. The cars are to be worked by electricity. A large vein of pure white sand, suit able for making glass, has been found near Pittsburg, Penn. Tho discovery will save the glass manufacturers of that city thousands of dollars annually, as they have hitherto been obliged to send across the Alleghany Mountains for their sand. The sleep of Rip Van Winkle, or the hero of "Looking Backward," is but mo mentary compared with the suspension of vitality known among some of tho microscopic organisms. Tho micro zymcs, according to A. de Barry, may lie during entire geologic periods in such a rock as chalk and yet retain the power of development. A curious phenomenon is reported by the United States Consul at Maracaibo, in Venezuela. Near the Rio de Orro, at the base of the Sierra of the Colombian frontier, there is a horizontal cavern, which from time to time ejects huge globules of bitumen, that explode liko bombshells noise; and the pitch, forming a black glacier, runs into a kind of pool or lako near the rivor bank. Creosote has been successfully applied as a remedy for tho potato disease in Scotland. Every eye of the seed potato is touched with creosote by means of a small camel's hair brush. The product of potatoes so treated is almost totally free from disease. Whero the creosote is not applied to all the eyes of the seed ling the result is partial diseaso. If too much is used the seed will not ger minate. It is said that the electric compass is having an excellent effect on the sailors on ships in which it has been adopted, as the steering in such cases has markedly improved. The object of this invention is to indicate by an electffft bell placed in the captain' 3 cabin any deviation from the course laid down through the care lessness of the man at the wheel. This invention is likely to materially lessen dangers at sea. Hitherto it has been possible to pro duce sheet glass ouly by blowing a hol low cylinder, which was then cut, sepa rated and polished. A glass manufac turer in this country has now succeeded in producing glass plates of great breadth and any desired length by means of roll ing. Glass thus produced is said to pos sess a far greater homogeneity, firmness and transparency, and it has, on the up per surface, a brilliancy which makes it hardly distinguishable from art plate glass. In Germany wood with a mirror polish is coming into use for ornamental pur poses in place of metal. The wood is first submitted to a bath of caustic alkali for two or three days at a temperarure of about 175 degrees Fahrenheit, then dipped in hydrosulphate of calcium for twenty-four to thirty-nine hours, after which a concentrated solution of sulphur is added. After another dip in an ace tate of lead solution at about 100 de grees, a shining mctalic surface is given by polishing when dry with lead, tin or zinc. About Pearls. Pearls have been rising in value in the European market so long, and threaten to rise so steadily, that they may soon become the costliest, as they have long been among the most elegant, ornaments of a beautiful woman. Many a jewel is more effective. The ruby is richer in color; the diamond is brighter; gold and silver are more plas tic, and the latter are as full of possibili ties as Reynard's bag of tricks. The pearl has but its mild satin skin, like an angel's shoulder, its rounded curves; yel its shy lustre seems to have a more perma nent hold upon dainty fancy than manj moie vivid and more robust gems. True, it is mere carbonate of limo; true, its globular form comes but from the sickness of an invertebrate, and its colors are drawn not from the living fish, but from its putrescence after death. An ornament that owes its existence tc nothing but disease and decay certainlj draws little from sentiment, and perhaps tho pearl owes more to its constant asso ciation with noble pictures of beauteous women thau to its intrinsic glory. Foi all that, the decorativo position of pearls is unassailable. In spite of their grim origin a necklet of tino pearls remains a far more refined aud dainty ornament thftn one of the brilliants.— Chatter. Tho Moon-Weather Problem. From tables made by tho use of sy noptic charts, eliminating local disturb ances, Dr. G. Moycr believes he has ac complished what other investigators have sought to do without success—shown an influence of tho moon on the weather. The height of tho barometer, in the months of September to Jauuary, is low ered at the time of full monn and raised during first quarter. No effect can be traced for other mouths. NO. 3. BROTHERS. Spider, At my window spinning, Weaving circles wider, wider, From the deft beginning. Running Rings and spokes until you Build your silken deatli-trap cunning. Shall I catch you, kill you? Sprawling, Nimble, shrewd as Circe, Death's your only aim and calling. Why should you have mercy? Strike thee? Not for rapine willful. Man himself is too much like thee, Only not so skillful. Rife in Thee lives our Creator. Thou'rt a shape to hold a life in, I am nothing greater. —George Ilorton, in Chicago Herald. HUMOR OF THE DAT. Licked for two cents—A postage stamp. Fancy work—Building castles in the air. Where there is no liquor—ln prison bars. "Ho was a great boy. ne was in for everything." "He's in for Ave years, now."— Chatter. You can generally get a point on insect life by making yourself familiar with the bee.— Texas Si/tings. There are a good many things that go without saying, but woman is not one of thorn.— St. Joseph Ne ten. While we have so many lakes in this country, there is only one that is really Superior.— Texas Siftings. In early days the schoolmaster "boarded around" himself, but ho shin gled the boys.— Texas Siftings. "Mamma, let me hold the baby, will you?" "No, dear; mother is afraid you might let him fall on Fido."— Life. It is often impossible to distinguish si- Ijace from wisdom, because they are fre quently the same thing.— Dallas News. Don't weep, for nnimalcuku , Within all moisture squirm; Don't sigh, because your breathing may Communicate a germ. —Toronto Empire. It is an awful strain on a woman's pa tience to have a husband who thinks he knows how to cook.— Tcrre Ilaute Ex preu. 1 Nothing small man so much as to have a chance to call a great inan in public by his firjt name.— Somtroillt Journal. Time is the essence of all contracts, except when you endeavor to contract for a suit of clothes on time.— Jewelers' Circular. i Impressionable Charlie (to elderly 'beauty)—" Will you be mine?" Elderlj Beauty—"No, Charlie, but I'll be u mother to you."— LippincotVs. A sheriff seized p. college for debt some time ago, and an inventory led to the dis covery that the assets consisted of a first class yell.— Binghamton Leader. Woman may be a trusting creature, and all that, but she isn't apt to be de ceived into giving too much credit tc another woman.— Elmira Gazette. The man who knows everything labors under a misapprehension. He seems tc think that everybody wants to hear every thing. He is wrong.— Dallas Ncics. Your faults to othorsyou should never men tion; Your friends will givo that duty duo atten tion. —Philadelphia Times. She (nervously)—" What do you think of my biscuits, dear?" He—"H'm! I don't care exactly to give an off hand opinion on weighty subjects. Bazar. Mrs. Peterby—"Don't you tt'ink it is very remarkable that a swan should sing before dying?" Judge Peterby—"Not BO much so as I would if they sang after dying."— Texas Siftings. "I don't believe in allowing domestics to get the upper hand. I make my ser vant keep her place!" "You are lucky. Ours never does for more than three weeks."— American Grocer. Benevolent Person—"l hope you treat your horses well and giv« them plenty of hay." Driver—"Well, I can't afford to buy 'em much of it, but I says 'hey 1' to them as often as I can."— Light. "Leave the house," said the irate debt or. "I couldn't hope to take the house with mo, with so heavy a mortgage on it," retorted the creditor—but ho did take it later on.— Mmiscy's Weekly. "Good intentions are often thwarted in the most mysterious ways," as tho young man remarked when his best girl sneezed just as he was on the point of kissing her.— Burlington Free Press. "But, sir, to kiss A miss Is wrong, you seo." "I do not Kiss Amiss When I kiss tlioe Washington Post. "Do you share the common idea that a yellow clarionet is unlucky?" asked an amateur theatrical performer of a Mr. Blykius. "I do emphatically unless they souud very differently from tho other kind."— Washington Post. "Dear me, I hopo it ain't oerious!" said old Mrs. Buukcr. "What's the matter?" "Ethel says in her letter tha. she and her husband had a row on the lake Saturday afternoon." "Pooh I that ain't r-o-w row. It's r-o-w row."— Harper's Bazar.
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