SULLIVAN REPUBLICAN.
W. M, CHENEY, Publisher.
VOL. IX.
The Sioux of South Dakota arc dying
rapidly of consumption and other throat
and chest diseases.
Statistics show, alleges the Atlanta
Constitution, that 5,000,000 young men
in this country never enter a church.
General Greely, the head of the United
States Signal Service, says that over
eighty per cent, of the predictions of the
weather bureau are verilied.
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The Japanese delegations that have
visited Europe have picked up so much
valuable knowledge of manufactures that
the Japanese are now competing with the
Germans in China with remarkable suc
cess.
In answer to inquiries from Governor
Ross, of Texas, over 100 county judges
have given their observations in regard
to crime in their counties. There is a
unauiinous concurrence, states the At
lanta Constitution , that felonies and mis
demeanors are on the decrease, the gen
eral average showing a decrease of at
least forty per ceut.
A jury at Syracuse, N. Y., a few days
ago found a verdict for the defendant,
but the foreman blunderingly announced
a verdict for the plaintiff, and the Court
confirmed the same and gave judgment
accordingly. When the mistake was dis
sovered after the jury's discharge the
judge said he could not change the
record. The case furnishes a riddle for
the lawyers.
The Chicago Herald recalls the fact
that not many years ago the abandoned
timber lands in Aroostook County, Maine,
away up near the British province, were
almost worthless for agricultural pur
poses. Later on Swedes and other in
dustrious foreigners moved in, and now,
declares the Herald. Aroostook County
is the greatest potato-growing county in
New England.
The Chicago Pout indulges in this
grisly speculation.! ' Did you ever think
of how much space the people who die
every year require for decent burial? If
one could be content with a grave two
by six feet, 3630 bodies could be interred
in one acre of ground, allowing nothing
for walks, monuments, roads, etc. On
this crowded plan London's annual dead,
numbering about 81,000, would fill a
cemetery of about twenty-three acres.
The New Orleans Picayune has dis
covered that the only State th.se has been
absolutely uniform in its congressional
representation is Rhode Island. It had
two members under the first census and
the same number ever since. It is bound
to remain in the same category another
tea years. Its population in 1880 was
270,531, and it is now 328,000. This is
a variation which precludes change,
whatever basis of representation may be
adopted. Delaware has always had just
one, except that under the third census
it had two. These are the only constant
quantities in the entire category,
"Many New Yorkers, doubtless, have
been puzzled to account for the fact that
we lmve an East and a North River, in
stead of an East and a Weat River," ob
serves the New York Tribune. "The
explanation is found in the circumstance
that the Hudson was originally called the
North River to distinguish it from the
Delaware, which was popularly known as j
the 'South River' among the early colon
ists. While the latter designation has
become obsolete, the former is stili in
curreut use, although there is no reason
why this should be so. It is no harder
to say 'Hudson' than 'North,' and it is
certainly more beautiful and appro
priate."
Two more heroic women propose to
devote their lives to work among the
lepers. Miss Kate Marsden, an English
woman, and her friend, a Mrs. Deane,in
tend to make a tour through the leper
colonies of Europe preparatory to build
iug a leper hospital. They will go
first through the Scandinavian Peninsula,
then to France, Italy, the Crimea, the
Holy Laud. Russia, Egypt,and last of all
to Robben Island. Miss Marsden bears a
letter of introduction to the Empress of
Russia from the Princess of Wales,and
has already gained permission to visit the
principal leper hospitals in Russia. Both
women are thoroughly aware of the
danger and difficulty of the mission, but
each is an enthusiast iu the cause,
and Mrs. Deane possesses a large
fortune, much of which ahe will
devote to.the wuvk they have under
taken.
IOVK AT LAST IS THE LIGHT)
mviNE.
Love at last is the light divina
All undinimed by the ages dire,
Far and pure as the gray star-:shine.
As the dawn to the woodland vine.
Waking song from a hidden choir,
Love at last is the light divine.
As the moon o'er the silvered brine,
Gleaming down on the tide's desire,
Far and pure as the gray star-shine.
So in the world-heart's inmost shrine
Upward still does its flame aspire—
Love at last is the light diviue.
Strong with a vestal might benign,
Quenchless is its eternal fire,
Far and pure as the gray star-shine.
Sweetheart, this is a creed of mine,
Wrought in a couplet here entire—
Love at last is the light divine,
Far and pure as the gray star-shine.
Ernest MeQaffey.
SURREY HALU
We were perfectly desperate that sum
mer. You see Leila was so miserable that
the physician said that nothing but a
long .summer in the country would do
her one particle of gcod. He said that
she did not need medicine; she wanted
change of scene, air and diet. Every
place where we had been in the habit of
going would have painful recollections
of poor dear Henry, and, besides, we i
had always kept our house open in the |
summer time and left the servants in it, j
so that papa and the boys could be coon- !
fortable at auy time they were obliged to
run up to town on business and stay ower
night. Of course wo alwa}'s took the
children's nurse and our maid with us, ;
but the rest of the servants remained at J
home.
But this summer it was decided toitake
a house in the country., so near that papa
could go back and forth with case, as he j
had some special law business on hand 1
that would make his frequeait presence j
necessary.
But where should we go? That was
the question. You see we were a help- ,
less kind of family. Years ago papa had
started us in the way of going to certain ;
places every summer, and so we had had i
no difficulty in contiauing in the old j
way. Our rooms were engaged from year
to year. We knew that each year we
weie due at the shore on the 6th of June,
and at the mountains on the 6tli of August,
and that in September papa came for uh
and took us somewhere (we never knew
where it was to be) for two or three :
weeks. But, as I said, this summer we '
were ail at sea, for our usual routine was
all broken up.
Mamma consulted papa in a helpless i
sort of way, but he only said :
'•Please yourself, my dear; I don't
care at all where we go, so that I can go
back and forth easily. I have no time to
think of establishing you anywhere, but ,
when you are ready togo and all satisfied j
with the place, I shall be very glad to j
go along."
I was the oldest, so mamma consulted
with me. It was useless to ask Leila
what she wanted, for she didn't want i
anything but togo away by herself and i
die, now that Henry was gone: at least, ;
that is what she said. So mamma and I
consulted the papers and real estate men j
till our heads ached, and we hardly knew i
whether wc wanted one bedroom or
ten.
Finally, I grew desperate. I put on
my bonnet and started for a new town, j
through which I had once passed, and to \
which I had been very much attracted by
the outlook from the station, a very un
common thing in aDy town, large or
small.
"Shall I get what I can, mamma dear,
without consulting any further?"
Mamma was laid up with one of her
headaches that day, and couldn't go with
mc.
"Certainly, my dear, lam perfectly
desperate, and besides, I consider your
judgment quite as good as my own," and
in my utmost heart I could not help
agreeing with her.
So an hour and a half later, I might
have been seen strolling the streets of
Beresford, in company with a real es
tate agent, is any one had desired to
look at me.
In and out, here and there, up and
down I went. One house was too small,
another badly situated, a third had bad
drainage, until the long-suffering man
wiped the perspiration from his brow,
and looked as if he would like to hold
me under the pump and pump on me un
til I made up my mind to take one of the
homes he had showed me.
"If you don't mind going out into the
country about a mile where you'll have
to keep a horse to reach the station—"
he began, hesitatingly.
"Out in the country 1 Why, that is
just what I wanted, but I thought every
thing was occupied. I understood you
to say so."
"Well, I did say so," admitted he
frankly, "but there's one house that you
can have. The owner's gone to Europe,
and he's dreadful particular as to who
rents it. But I don't think there is any
objection to jou, miss," and he assumed
what he considered a very engaging
smile.
Oaring little further about the former
occupant, I asked no more questions, ex
cept those necessary to my bargain. We
soon reached the place. Nothing could
have been nicer. All conveniences,
shade, fruit, water, andeveijthing neces
sary to the makeup of a thoroughly en
joyable summer residence. Here Leila.
LAPORTE, PA., FRIDAY, DECEMBER 5, 1890.
instead of dying, would certainly find
heart to take up her life again.
Let us pass over all preliminaries,
suffice it to say that I was congratulated
by the family upon my choice, and that
we were soon established in our new
home and before long felt as if we had
lived there all our lives.
The first two nights we were all so
tired that wo slept sound as rocks, but
the third night their seemed some dis
turbance in the air. From the various
rooms, all over the house, might be heard
the tumblings and tossings of wakeful
sleepers, if I may use the term. About
twelve o'clock a storm arose, and not un
til it had exhausted itself, did the mem
bers of the household settle themselves
into entire quiet.
"I couldn't sleep last night nt all, the
seamstress snorrd so right over my
head," complained mamma at breakfast,
heavy eyed from want of sleep.
"It seems to have been an epidemic,"
replied I. "Leila and I couldn't sleep
because Carrol snored so over our
heads."
"It's no such thing! I never snored
a bit, but cook was just awful," pro
tested Carrol, indignantly.
"Nonsense!" replied I sharply, "the
idea of hearing the cook through two
doors."
Just here papa came upon the scene.
Something had evidently irritated him.
"I must say, Edward, if I snored as
as you do, I'd do something to prevent
it. You must have something the matter I
with your throat. I'd advise you to con- j
suit a specialist, sir."
Edward maic no attempt atcontradic- ;
tion. AVhen papa was in that humor, it
was far easier to let him think you had :
done something than to convince him
that you hadn't.
The affair had grown funny by this j
time, and we all laughingly declared that j
as nobody seemed to snore and overy one j
seemed to hear it, we would individually
and separately waken the next person
who disturbed our rest in the same way.
However, the nights passed with no
disturbance, and the circumstance was
forgotten until three days later. Mamma
came out on the piazza and remarked
casually: "Don't you think, Edna, dear,
it would be as well to wake Carrol; it is
nearly 10 o'clock, and papa does not like
him to lie in bed so late, you know."
"Carrol, mamma!" I exclaimed, "why,
lie's been up this four hours, and has
ridden over to Brenthorpe on an errand
for papa."
"Why—" began mamma, then turning
pale (she's very nervous, mamma is,) and
grasping me by the arm she whispered
hoarsely, "then what is it?"
"What is what?" I asked in alarm,
struck by the expression "112 her face.
"Why, I passed Carrol's door a mo
ment ago, and I distinctly heard him
snoring. I could swear to it."
"It cannot be, mamma." I laughed
uneasily, "we'll go see, and you'll soon
see what a trick your imagination has
played on you."
Passing into Carrol's room, mamma
soon saw that she had been mistaken,
for no Carrol was there, and perfect
quiet reigned. I tapped her playfully on
the back and laughed at her imagination
when suddenly, was it from the ceiling?
was it from the floor? Where was it from?
The air was filled with the most unearth
ly, long-drawn snore I have ever heard.
Wo clutched each other and fled.
"Never mind, mamma." I panted, as
soon as I could get breath, as wc looked
in each other's pale faces, "it's nothing.
I know it is nothing. I feel sure it can be
explained in sonic way. It is starling at
flrst, I admit, but it will soon be all right.
Don't speak of it to any one, and I'll try
to find out what it is."
"Oh, don't, Edna! You'll be hurt
some way."
"Nonsense, mamma! What can hurt
me?"
"Promise me that you wou't do any
thing without letting me know."
"All right. I won't take any steps
without consulting you. Now go sit on
the piazza, and rest from your fright.
Who are those ragmuffins the childien
have in tow, I wonder."
There, at the bottom of the yard stood
the twins, Robbie and Norah, in earnest
conversation with the barefooted urchins,
who accented their remarks from time to
time by thrusting their bare toes into the
soft earth of the flower-beds. As this
performance was not to my mind, I pro-
I cecded togo down to remonstrate.
I found Robbie and Norah with hair on
end, open mouths and staring eyes,gazing
on the two bare-footed youths aforesaid,
as if fascinated. My presence broke the
spell. "Sister Edna," they cried, "he
says it's haunted, he says there's a ghost
in the house."
"Nonsense, children!" replied I,
| sharply, "don't you know that there
: isn't such a thing in the world as a ghost?
i You have no right to say such things
! and frighten these children," I added
; severely to the offenders.
"I don't know notbin' about it," said
i one of them, cowed by my maunar,
> "only what folks say; I never seen it.
I Nobody seen it, 'cause it hain't woke »p
' yet. It's a sleepin' all the time and they
,do say it sleeps just awful." I could not
help it. My heart stopped beating, as
| I remembered my experience of a fiw
' moments back. I, too, could testify
that it "slept just awful."
Nevertheless, I pulled myself together,
and replied sternly, "Don't you cotie
around here any more, filling the chil
dren's heads with such nonsense. I wot't
have it; do you hear?"
With a muttered reply of some kinp,
they slowly drew themselves away add
: left me alone with the twin*. "GUI-
dren," said I, "don't let me hear you
ever mentioning the nonsense that those
boys told you. Go away and play and
forget all about it."
I commanded them to forget it, but
for myself, I could not. 8o they said
the house was haunted, did they? Why
had the agent not told me, I demanded
of myself angrily! On second reflection,
however, I considered it rather a tribute
to my good sense that the man had not
mentioned it. Anyway, no matter what
the circumstance, the origin of that aw
ful noise must be discovered, and it would
be much better if it could ba accom
plished without letting the servants und
the children know that there was any
thing unpleasant. There was nothing
for it, therefore, but for me togo on a
voyage of discovery for myself. After
telling mamma quietly, without attract
ing any attention, I made my way to tho
third floor, and entered the rooms one at
a time. As I look back now on my voy
age of discovery I realize what an amount
of courage it took for me to pursue my
investigations, for truly it "slept just
awful." You might have supposed that
each member of the family had "The
Seven Sleepers" concealed somewhere
about his or her bedroom.
As no discoveries were to be made iu
this direction, I mouutcd to the attic. I
paused a moment in the room of the
seamstress and then sat down and laughed
till I cried. Poor thing! how she must
have suffered!
Among the patent arrangements which
the very obliging agent had had putin
for the former tenant was a something,
I'm sure I don't know what to call it,
which had been attached to the chimney
which ran down the centre of the house,
in order to increase the draught. When
the wind was from the west, there was
no draught at all; consequently when the
wind was from the west, this remarkable
arrangement was putin motion, and
created the desired draught. Hence the
fact that we only heard it the night of
the thunder storm and again this morn
ing while one was brewing.
"Mamma!" I shrieked out of the win
dow, "come up and see the ghost." My
call not only brought mamma, but "the
whole tribe of Gad," as we were accus
tomed to call ourselves, there were so
many of us, and besides papa's parents
had afflicted him with the name of Gads
bury, and there we stood and listened
and laughed till we were fairly weary.
The children clattered downstairs in
high glee, and could be heard at inter
vals all the rest of the day, imitating the
noise which had been such a disturbing
element in our household.
Many were the laughs we had over the
affair. It grew to be quite a by-word,
and wc used to say to one another,
"There will be a storm to-night. Don't
you hear the ghost of Surrey Ilall."
The Yankee Blade.
Sledding Up Mont Blanc.
A lame man, about sixty years of age,
has just made the ascent of Mont Blanc,
in the Swiss Alps. In his day Mr. Jan
sen has been a great mountain climber.
He is the President of the French Alpine
Club and an astronomer. He was taken
up on a sledge which was drawn and
pushed by twenty-two guides, and while
they had a rather hard time of it in some
parts of the ascent die old gentleman sat
in comfort on his sledge and let them
tug away and flounder in the snow.
When near the top of the mountain, at
the Ridge of the Bosses, the ascent was
almost vertical, and on both sides were
beds of snow, apparently ready ta fall in
avalanches at the slightest motion. The
twenty-two guides, who were up to their
waists in the snow, begged the old gen
tleman to toy walking for a little variety,
and assured him that a very short pull
would land him on the top of the moun
tain.
He finally consented to try it, got off
his sledge and took six or seven steps,
when he tumbled down in the snow. He
said the work was much too hard for his
strength and they must get him up on
the sledge somehow. Another hour's
hard work and the astronomer was on top
of the mountain, the first time that any
one has ever taken a sledge journey up
Mont Blanc.
It took him two days to make the as
cent, but only one day to return to the
hotel near the foot of the mountain, and
during the many hours the guides were
puffing away up the difficult slopes two
ladies, the wife and daughter of the Al
pine sledge traveler, were on the veranda
of the hotel watching every movement of
of their relative through a telescope. He
therefore not only ascended the mountain
with a considerable degree of comfort,
but afforded all the way up a very unique
and interesting spectacle to those who
were watching the party below.— IFasA
ington Star.
An Ancieut Egyptian Scythe.
An Egyptian scythe,recently unearthed,
is exhibited among the antiquities in the
private museum of Flinders Petrie in
London. The shaft of the instrument is
wood, supporting a row of flint sawc,
which are securely cemented iuto it.
This discovery will set at rest the specu
lations which have been made as to how
the crops of the land were gathered in
the flint and early copper age. It has
long been suspected that such an instru
ment as Mr. Petrie has brought to light
was used, but there was no direct evi
dence.
"And so Jimpson read his poem to
you yesterday? How did you endure
it?" "I just fixed my glms eye on him,
and went to sleep with the other?"—
. Town Crier.
Tprms —51.25 in Advance; $1.50 after Three Months.
The Cranberry Indnstry.
A prominent New Jersey cranberry
grower says that tho New Jersey berries |
this year are unusually fine, and will
bring $4 per bushel, jersey berries can
be kept in good condition from now until j
May or June of next year, with little or 1
no shrinkage and no loss to the owner. ■
Cranberries are gTown iu the poorest '
lands of the county, but yield a large |
profit. The culture of cranberries is ,
rapidly becoming the chief industry in |
the lower counties of the State, particu- j
larly Atlantic County. The swamps and |
marshy lands are hardly fit for any other
use, but make excellent bogs. The peo
ple are beginning to realize that the bar
ren lands which have hitherto been only
an expense can be utilized, and large
sums of money made from a very small
investment. A grower who has had long
experience in making and managing bogs
said recently that a first-class bog can be
made for from S6OO to SBOO an acre, ac
cording to the quality of the bog.— New
York Tribune.
Has Only One Inhabitant.
The township of Skiddaw, Cumber
land, in all probability stands unique in
the United Kingdom as a township of
one house, says the Loudon Daily News,
and the solitary male adult inhabitant is
deprived of his vote because of the fact
that there are no overseers to make out
a voters' list, and no church or public
building on which to publish one, if
made.
On several occasions unsuccessful
claims have been made for an occupier's
vote before the revising barrister at Kes
wick, and this year one of the registra
tion agents served a notice of claim upon
the assistant overseer of the adjoining
township of Underskiddaw; but that of
ficial declined to have anything to do
with it, on the ground that he could not
saddle his township with the duty and
expense of another.
The tenant of the house is the shep
herd of Skiddaw forest—a forest without
a tree.
Removal of the Hainan Liver.
In the course of a long series of care
fully conducted investigations, Professor
Pontic, of Breslau, has made the impor
tant discovery that a large part of the
liver—even as much as three-fourths—
may be removed without serious disturb
ance of the animal functious. Surgeons
have long known or regarded it as a fact
that the whole of the liver is not ab
solutely essential to heal'Jj, but have
hardly supposed that the sudden destruc
tion of a considerable part of it would
not be serious in the extreme—the dis
covery to the contrary now enabliug
operations to be performed which have
hitherto been considered alike beyond
surgical skill and human endurance.
Professor Pontic's remarkable investiga
tions in this line prove that the liver has
a wonderful power of reproduction—in
some cases, he states, a portiou equal to
two-thirds having been replaced by a
new growth withiu a few weeks.— New
York Tribune
A Itfeinarkable Case of Paralysis.
"John Doe, unconscious and un
known," is the record at the receiving
hospital in the case of a man who was
taken to that institution last Wednesday
morning by Officer Egan. The man was
found lying in u doorway at Washington
and Front streets, and from the time he
was taken into the receiving hospital he
has been in a comatose condition. Be
yond slight and intermittent pulsations of
his heart and an occasional opening of
the eyelids, no other signs of life are ap
parent. The man was at first paralyzed
on the left side. Then the paralysis sud
denly changed to the right. Dr. Will
hams, the physician in charge of the
hospital, says it is one of the most re
markable cases that ever came under his
notice. The man's name is not known,
and no one has as yet made auy inquiry
about him.— San Francisco Chronicle.
Safety Wheels for Omnibuses.
Safety wheels have recently been fitted
to some of the London omnibuses. These
are small wheels—casters would perhaps
be a more expressive name—attached to
the body of the vehicle, and ordinarily
carried a few inches off the ground, so
that in the event of an axle breaking or
a wheel coming off the worst that hap
pens to the passengers is a sudden drop
of five or six inches. It is said that an
attempt will be made to have the appli
cation of these safety wheels made com
pulsory in order to prevent accidents
similar to those which so painfully
marred the last coaching season.— Nev
York Journal.
The Great Carpet City.
The Philadelphia Press says the textile
industry is the greatest of all industries
in Philadelphia, and the largest branch
of that industry is carpets. The trade
has been in a flourishing condition, and
in one ward iu the city more carpets are
male than in all England combined, the
former home of the industry. There
are at least oue hundred and iifty mills
in the city producing goods worth prob
ably $40,000,000 a year, employing fully
seventeen thousand persons.
The notorious Albanian bandit, Hadji
Pillmaii, before he was led to execution,
expressed a last wish to make a meal of
curried mutton. But as the Turkish cook
did not understand how to prepare the
dish, the culprit pushed back his plate,
saying: "If 1 ate auy of that stuff I
should have the dyspepsia for a week *t
the very least."— BatUr NuchrichUn.
ISO. 8.
NIGHT IN THE CITY.
There is not a sound or a breath to-night;
The streets lay broad and still,
Kven the breeze has taken flight,
The town is bathed in the silvery light,
That the down-turned moon doth spill 1
In yonder house the dancing feet
Have ceased to beat the floor;
Hushed are the notes of the violin sweet.
The music aud mirth that reigned complete—
The song and dance are o'er.
In its mother's arms a new life sleeps
Down in the heart of the city;
In another house a woman weeps.
Watching a couch to which death creeps,
That death which knows no pity.
'Tis a woman dying; her passionate life
Is slowly ebbing away.
It may be an ending to sin and strife—
So months and years, with recklessness rife,
She has lived through her butterfly day.
9o a baby sleeps and a woman dies;
Vain now is her beauty's might.
What can avail her lovers' sighs,
Quenched is the light of her beautiftneyes—
Death calls her his own to-iiight.
One soul comes in through life's broad gate
While another is fleeing fast
To that goal of souls, which early or late,
Be they young or old, whatever their state,
All souls must reach at last!
And the world moves on and the moon shines
down
With the same old silvery light;
Mirth sleeps, but there's birth and death in
the town
And darkness no light of the morn can
drown,
In the star-lit hours of night!
—Kate A. Carrinyton, in the Picayune.
HUMOR OF THE DAY.
A race on the Thames—The English.
—i£ ife.
The kernel commanding in Kansas—
Corn.— Pittsburg Telegraph.
"Shot down." The fellow who killed
i young duck.— Dansvilte Breeze.
Never cast pearls before swine. Pearls
ire not fattening.— Boston Transcript.
"I believe in taking things quietly,"
remarked the philosophical sneak thief.
—Life.
"Capital punishment," as the boy said
when the schoolmistress seated lii|n with
the girls.
Never knew what struck him—The
humorist who could not remember yes
terday's idea.
It is no sign because a man is an "old
jalt," that he wasn't fresh when he was
i boy.— Life.
A man of flighty disposition should
never be made the cashier of a bank.—
Pittsburg Dispatch.
A woman who makes a practice of bor
rowing a quart of milk generally makes a
pint of returning it.
"Do you keep a horse?" "I tried to
once, but the officers tracked me and I
had to give it up."
Fame is a glorious thing to achieve,
but a small salary is more negotiable.—
Binghamton Leader.
Husband—"At what age did you com
mit the most foolish act of your life?"
Wife—"At my marriage."
"This boat smells dreadfully of on
ions." "Yes, madam," said the captain,
"she is a very leeky craft."
Ted—"l'm going to run him a race
for Dolly's hand." Ned—"Then it will
be a sack race for one of you."
It is a peculiar fact that "the more a
man gets the more he wants," and the
nore he wants the less ho gets.— Epoch.
The newly uiaile bride may be witty,
Or stupid, 'tis small matter which,
The maiden inquires if she pretty.
The youth wants to know if she's rich.
—Boston Courier.
Emma—"Docs my dress hang all right,
dear?" Lucile—"lt certainly deserves
to. The style is positively criminal."—
New York Herald.
"Johnny, you shouldn't run out in the
rain without your hat on." "Mamma,
my head can't get wet, I've had it
shingled."— New York Herald.
Mrs. Staggers—"We are to have dear
mother for dinner, James!" Mr. Stag
gers—"All right; see that she is thor
oughly cooked."— Pick-Me- Up.
Teacher—"Can you tell me what a
secret is?" Little Girl—"Ycs'm. It is
something somebody tells everybody
else in a whisper."— Chicago Post.
She'll set aside the tennis cap
To comfort her poor mother*
But let appear some haudsome chap,
How quick she'll set the other.
—Boston Transcript.
"I never realized what was meant by
fingers of scorn," said a young Washing
ton man, "until Iv -losed to a deaf
mute and was rejcV ."— Washington
Post.
Crawford —"Why dia you get up and
go out so suddenly in the middle of tho
concert last night?" McDowd—"Be
cause I couldn't face the music."—
Light.
Growler, when asked what he consid
ered the saddest thing in life, said he was
always miserable when he had a big ap
petite and nothing to eat, and suffered
terribly when he had plenty to eat and
no appetite.— Klmira (Itectte.
The conversation had turned on gos
siping servants. "As for me,' - remarked
Jones, who was present, "my dream is
to have only two, one ot whom should
be deaf and the other dumb. The deaf
rascal wouldn't be able to hear anything,
nnd the dumb one couldn't repeat what
hf hastened to hear."— Judy*.