W M, CHENEY, Publisher. VOL. X. England has a Government fishing school in which, apart from that special training, the boys receivo elementary, literary instruction, while there are ulso classes in training. Raisin raising and prune growing are two comparatively new industries iu California that are attaining very largo proportions, and the domestic products have almost driven the foreign goods from our markets. To show the growth of the industry of furnishing knitting wool, it is only necessary, maintains the New York Commercial Advertiser, to point out the fact that in Pennsylvania a single fac tory turns out 5,000,000 bandies a month. It is stated that, in addition to the land at present given up to sugar culture in Louisiana and Texas, Louisiana can furnish 3,000,000 acres and Texas a million more, which, at the rate of pres ent production, the New York Independ ent thinks, would supply the wants of a greater population than now possessed by the United States. The San Francisco Chronicle states that "two young men near Los Angeles are rapidly making a fortune slaying coyotes. Last April they were not worth SSO, but now they have §3700 to their credit in bank and they are adding about $l5O a week to their deposit. They have fifty traps set, and with these and their rifles are rapidly thinning out the coyotes in Los Angeles and San Ber nardino Counties. At §5 a scalp there is more money in limiting coyotes than in growing grain or fruit, but tho busi ness will probably come to an end when the next Legislature meets. The law which was passed as a joke has proved to be very costly pastime. It is extremely interesting to know, remarks the New York Independent, that the people of Tierra del Fuego have re cently proposed to establish a custom house to act independently of other custom houses. The country has estab lished considerable trade with England in wool and its other products. Tierra del Fuego comprues the mass of islands at the southern point of South America only one of which is of any considerable size, that one being two hundred miles long by twenty-five miles wide. The Straits of Magellan separato the Tierra del Fuego country from the mainland. The most southern island of the group is the one upon which Cape Horn is situated. Here is an expert opinion upon Edi son's new electric motor: It is not mere ly the outcome of speculation, but the result of actual experiment on a com mercial scale. Mr. Edison uses the rails as conductors and operates at low po tential. He has proved that there is no cause for fear from the accidental forma tion of a short circuit through the cross ing of tracks by vehicles with iron wneels or tires. As regards the question of safety to human beings and animals likely to come in contact with the rails, it is needless to add that the effect of twenty volts upon the human body is im perceptible, and actual experiment has also shown that horses are not effected by it in the slightest decree. 8 3 far tho initial cost of the new system will maka it inapplicable to any but the largest cities and the largest short roads. The New York Sun muses: "First comes the man who has acquired an island in Puget Sound, on which he is raising black cats for their furs, and New York furriers have already shown to roaders of The Koeninj Sun that there's millions in it. Next, here is a man in Missouri with a rattlesnake farm, who sells S3OOO worth of r.attlesnako oil par annum. His live stosk on a fenced forty-acre patch are counted at 10,000 tails. The man who tried to make a fortune out of spiders' silk and failed, is an old story. The man who is doing , pretty well with his terrapin ranch in Maryland is another story. The Long Island leech farm is ancient history. llow the Florida man, with his alligator pre serve, may be getting along has not been repotted lately. Among tie few prom ising objects of cultivation which appear to have been neglected as yet arc musk rats, crabs, ediblesnaits,skunks (Alaskan sable of the furriers), 'possums (very toothsome), the deadly nightshade, monkshood and strychnine plant. Bloom ing fields of belladonna and aconito would variegate the rural landscape aud might enrich the owner " SULLIVAN REPUBLICAN. FORTUNE TELLING. My darling bos learned (be secret That the gypsies, long ago, Wielded to lure the yellow gold From credulous hands of snow; And now, in a charmed silence No voice from the world must break, She deals and ponders the fateful cards For dear Dame Fortune's sake. Anon, she starts, exulting; "A letter, a company, The smile of the sun, the laugh of the lute, And a lover of high degree! But alas for my wish! It comes not." • The broad brows knit as in pain. The poor little prophets are straight upswept''' And the tale begins again. O gray eyes, masterful, steady, On the whimsical game intent, Little ye reck of the shining forms That over your folly are bent; Little ye reck of the promise That throbs in the living air, Or the gracious hands outstretched in vain With gifts that mock compare 1 Great Mother Nature lingers— "l have almost lost my child;" And stately Learning echoes her In accents Jeep and mild. That was Love's plumy pinion That brushed against your face. That strain of music is calling you As it soars to the heavenly place. But hist! what hurrying footsteps Nearer and nearer sound? What shape more fair than all beside Transfigures the scene around? Quick, maiden, break from your glamour I Down, the false prophet.-.! 'Tis she'. O quick, or eternity hides her, sweell 'ris Opportunity! —M. P. Ouild, in New England Magazine. FOR A FLOWER. Count Clairville Lad just given in marriage bis only daughter Yolande to the Marquis of Kergouet of an old and proud Breton family. The ceremony was over and the church doors were flung open, displaying the high altar decorated with flowers and lights, and in the garlanded doorway ap peared the young pair, while the bells pealed joyously. All nature seemed to be in festal attire, for the sweet odors of spring filled the air, the wild birds were singing merrily and sunbeams fell like a halo across the foreheads of the bride and groom. She was fair and graceful and in her white gown and veil seemed like an angel strayed from heaven, the bridegroom, noble and gallant, looked with love unutterable at the fair girl who leaned upon his arm. The country peoplo were dressed in their Sunday clothes, the men wearing rosettes in their buttonholes, the women with lilies of the valley in their bodices, and all waved flowering hawthorn branches and made the air ring with ac clamations. "Long live Mademoiselle Yolande! Long live the bride! God bless our sweet young lady!" they cried, and from time to time they added, "Long live the mar quis!'' The church of Clairville overlooked the village, being built on a rocky emi nence, and was approached by a steep winding path and stairway; rich and poor, noble and simple, dead and liv ing, all must enter the church by way of "Paradise road." The wedding party, glittering in gold and silk and velvet, and followed by the cheering crowd, walked down this rustic pathway to where the carriages were waiting, and the bridegroom, pleased by the enthusi asm of the people and their evident af fection for his bride, said to her tender ly: "You sec, my love, how dear you are to these people. They will never forget you. I fear they owe me a grudge for stealing their good angel from them." The bride smiled aud raised her sweet eyes to his face for a moment, and then she turned to her father, saying; "It is such a beautiful day, papa, may we not walk home?" "Certainly, dear, if you wish it,"he replied, glad of an opportunity of pleas- 1 ing his child, from whom he must soon part, and accordingly the bridal pair and all the young persons of the party walked through the village to the chateau of Clairville, which was situated at the other end, while the dowagers and other persons followed in their carriages. Yolande, leaning on her husband's arm, stopped repeatedly at the humble cottages where the poor old men and women whom age or infirmity rendered unable togo out, were waiting in their doorways to see the bride pass. For ' each one she had a word and a smile, j and many a trembling hand and weak, | thin voice was raised to bless her. The joyous procession now reached a turn in the narrow road and came to a standstill, being met by a funeral party. It was a very poor affair; there was no coronet emblazoned on the white pall which covered the corpse of a young maiden, and not a flower was seen there, not a single blossom, in spite of the warm springtime. Behind the bier a poorly clad man, the only mourner, walked slowly, looking, with his head bent and his face covered by his hands, a picture of despairing grief. At sight of the Clairville wedding party, the men carrying the bier stopped and would have turned out of the road, but the mourner raised his head and gazed fiercely at the happy throng, who with their rich gala clothing and smiling faces seemed to offer insult to his sorrow. "Goon!" he said, in a hoarse voice to tUo porters, AS if he would have liked LAPORTE, PA., FRIDAY, JANUARY 22, 1892. to crash the fine lord and ladies beneath his feet, but the men did not stir. Then the count stepped forward, saying gravely;' ' Respect the dead, friends! Fallback and let the bier pass." He was instautly obeyed, and tho funeral moved on past the gorgeously attired throng, who made way reverently. As the bier passed the bride, she was filled with pity at sight of the young still form under the white pall, and taking a sprig of orange blossoms out of her bouquet, she laid it gently upon the bier. The stern mourner saw the act and his expression softened a little, then covering his face again, he broke into low sobs. "Who is that man?" asked Couut Clairville. "I do not know, my lord," replied the man addressed. "He is a stranger. He came to the inn a few days ago with his sister. She was almost dead, as any one eould see. He seemed to love her very much, and when she died he cursed and shook his fist at heaven. This morning I told him it was too early to have the funeral, aud that he ought to give the cure time to change his stole | after the wedding, but he would not listen to me." The bridal party moved on, and soon ! the merry peals of the church bells were changed to a mournful tolling, as the bier passed under the gay floral decora tions of the door. "Who is that young lady?" asked the mourner of a by-stander. "The bride? That is Mademoiselle Yolande do Clairville," was tho reply, and the stranger murmered softly: "May she always be happy 1" Then he went into the church. Twenty years passed and the Reign of Terror began. In La Vendee the war was at its height when the convention sent one of its members to Nantes with instructions to take swift and violent measures against the royalists. Accordingly, this man, Carrier by name, caused a number of "suspects" to be confined in Entrepot, a building near the cathedral of St. Pierre; men, women and children were hustled pell-mell into ' this ante-chamber of the River Loire, and in spite of the daily drownings, the prison was ever thronged with victims. In a laige low hall the terrible pro consul presided at the mock trials. The prisoners were divided into two parties, the j accused and tho condemned ; the former group diminished rapidly, as the latter increased, and i. last Carrier resolved to hurry the pro ceedings by dispensing with all formality in disposing of the victims. Then the fatal words, "Condemned to death!" were heard repeatedly as the royalists were hurried across the hall. "Henri de Kergouet!" called the clerk, and a young man about eighteen years of age left his campan'ons and advanced to wards the tribunal. He bowed to the judges with as much iase and grace as if he were at the court cf Versailles, and seemed to be unconscious of the fact that a cruel death awaited him. "You are accused of conspiring against the republic in the person of its repre sentative," said Carrier, "you took part in a plot against my life.'' The youth turned a frank, fearless pair of eyes toward the speaker, and answered slowly;- "I owe my father's death to you. I alwa r pay my debts 1 " "Henri!" cried a woman's voice en treatingiv. Carrier cast a furious glance round him, and then Henri de Kergouet was hurried nway. Two women now stood before the judge, Who asked of the elder one. "Are you the mother of that young man?" "Your name?" "Yolande de Clairville. Maquise de Kergouet." Tue judge lookeJ flxeily at the speaker for a minute, then declared the the investigation at an end and added briefly, "Condemned to death, all three." The'doomed were now led back to their dungeons, and at nine o'clock at night the executions began. Tied together, two by two, the unfortunates were thrown into boats, taken out on tho river and dispatched with sword or bayonet and their bodies cast into the water. This method, however, soon proved too slow to satisfy Carrier, and he caused hundreds of his victims to be driven to a neighboring quarry and shot. The Marquise de Kergouet and her two children were awaiting their doom in silence when the jailer entered their cell and ordered the daughter to follow him. "Why must we be separated?" cried the mother. "Citizen Carrier's orders," replied the man. "Be quick!" After a long and tearful embrace the young girl left her mother and brother, and followed the jailer into tho presence of the dreadsd pro-consul, who looked at her earnestly and when they were left alone asked slowly: "What is your name?" "Yvonne de Kergouet." "Do you love your mother?'' "Ah, yes, Monsieur 1" replied the girl, trembling with terror. , "And your brother; what would you do to save his life?" "I would gladly give ray own life!" cried Yvonne eagerly. "I do not want your life, child, but your silence. How old are you?" "Sixteen years, Monsieur." "Then you have not yet learned to lie. Listen to me. Hero is a letter I which I conlidu to you on condition of your promising me that it shall not b« opened until midnight. Moreover, you aro not to speak of it to any one. Have I your promise? Very well. Go!" The frightened girl took the letter, put it into her bosom and was taken back to the cell, but before she had time to reply to the anxious questioning with which her mother and brother greeted her, a man appeared, carrying a pistol, signed to them all to follow him and led them out of tho prison. Then imposing the strictest silence upon them, he gave his arm to Yvonne, while Henri de Ker gouet supported his mother's trembling form. In a few minutes the little party reached the river bank, after hurrying through the dark streets of the city, and tho royalists realized at a glanco that they were not fur from the tpot where the executions of that day had taken place. Their guide gave a signal and a man in a boat instantly made his appearance from out of the gloom. "Get in," said the boatman, in a low tone, and as soon as they were seated he rowed out into the middle of the stream. "Be brave, little sister," whispered Henri, clasping Yvonne to his heart,and then they all waited calmly for their last hour to come. In a few brief moments they seemed to live their whole live over, to feel again the joys and sorrows of their early childhood, as well as theii recent trials and alarms. Suddenly they saw in the distance the outline of a ship dimly defined against the dark sky; they approached it rapid ly, and beforo they had recovered from their amazement, found themselves on board, while their late conductor back to the shore. "What does this mean ?" asked Henri, after an astonished pause. "That you arj saved!" replied the captain of the ship. "Saved? How? By whom?" "That is more than I cau tell you, mndame. All that I know of the matter is that a few hours ago I received a large sum of money and an order to wait hero for three p-issengers who wished to goto England. The order was accom panied by a safe-conduct signed by the pro consul, Carrier. Iu a few days, we shall, w'th a good wind, be in sight of the the English coast." The little family, hardly able to be lieve their ears, looked at each other in wondering delight, and Mme. de Ker gouet murmured with a prayer of thanks giving: "Who can our unknown friend be?" Then Yvonno suddenly asked the cap tain what the hour was. "It was just half-past twelve, mad emoiselle, he answered, end the girl hastily drew out the letter she had re ceived, tore it open and read the first line: "To Mademoiselle Yolande de Clair ville." It is for you, mamma," she 9aid, giv ing it to her mother, but tho marquise signed to her son to read it aloud. It ran as follow. 1 " "Twenty years ago, on your welding day, you laid a flower from your bridal bouquet on my sister's coffin. Hlie was just sixtean years old. 1 wish to pay my debt, and in re turn for your flower I give you three lives. "CARRIER." —New York Home Journal. Natural Telephone. A gentleman from Minnesota, about twenty-five miles southwest of Rapid City, South Dakota, tells of a discovery which was accidentally made in the mountains north est of that town a few weeks ago. Ar ording to the story told, there is a natural telephone line be tween two mountains iu the Black Hills range. On each side of an intervening valley, twelve miles in width, stand two high peaks which tower above the other mountains and have long been known as landmarks, being called the twin peaks, ."hese mountains are fully 10,000 feet high and at least 4000 feet above the near range. Only ou rare occasions have these peaks been ascended and jut little was known of their topography. Somo weeks ago a party of tourists determined to make the ascent and divided into two parties, oue for each peak. They, too, took apparatus for signaling, and expected to have pleasure and amusement by flashing the heliograph code across the intervening space, to tho mystification of the people of the valley. The ascent was made, and while the people were making arrangements to signal across one of the party on the north mountain was surprised to hear voices which apparently came from the air. He moved about and the sound was no longer heard. By changing his position several times he discovered that at a cer tain spot on the mountain he could hear the voices, and it was not long before he found that they proceeded from the party on the other mountain. He called the attention of the others to tho phenomena and then they attracted the party on tho south mountain and found that an ordinary conversation in an ordinary tone of voice was plainly heard from one mountain top to tho other. There was only one place on each mountain where it could bo heard and it appeared to be a natural telephone. No shouting was necessary aud the words were perfectly distinct. The greatest surgical operation is said to be a Lansing, Michigan, and the greatest feat of strength that of Wheel ing, West Virginia Philadelphia lice oril. Five things are essential to success it life. One is a good wife; the fou others are money.— liiohmmd lier.ori.ler Terms—sl.2s in Advance; $1.50 after Three Months SCIENTIFIC AND INDUSTRIAL. Aluminum makes tho best artificial limbs. There arc six thousand pieces to a locomotive engine. Sixteen million horse-powor goes to waste every hour at Niagara Falls. Few persons aro aware that carbolic acid is combustible; but it is, neverthe less. If your shoes trouble you by squeaking, drive a peg in the middle of the sole, clear through both layers, and it will stop all tho annoyance. A translucent mineral substance, tho color of amber and with properties of asbestos, is reported to have been dis covered in immense deposits in the United States of Columbia. According to Swedish papers tho ex pedition of Dr. Nausen to the North Pole has been postponed until 1893. The de lay is caused by the impossibility of sooner finishing the ship to be used. The attempt to establish an observa tory for meteorological purposes on the summit of Mont Blanc, Switzerland, re cently abandoned owing to the thick crust of snow and ice on the mountain, is to be renewed. It is said that 1000 sheep will fairly enrich an acre of ground in twenty-four hours. Estimating that each animal would drop eight pounds of manure, solid and liquid, there would be four tons of a pretty good phosphate. At the newly discovered metalliferous mines in Texas, the miners struck a "blanket lead" of silver ore almost at the surface of the mountaiu into which they had begun tunneling. There is a crowd of laborers, promoters and speculators at hand. The most interesting of recent photo graphs of the sun shows r remarkable Bolar disturbance, in which vapors as cend to a height of 80,000 miles. This eruption lasted fully fifteen minutes and was accompanied by fluctuations of the compass needle. A Canadian electrician states that elec tricity causes the titles, and demonstrates it by electrifying a rubber comb by rub bing it through the hair, and then draw ing it over the top of a glass filled with water, the result being that tidal wave follows the eotab. A company has been formed in Ger many to erect works for the production of the new explosive dahiuenite,which is especially adapted for mine use,, having more power than dynamite, at tho same time being perfectly harmless under or dinary circumstances. Many curious and pretty devices are used for softening the electric light and adapting it to household use. A library table lamp consists of an adjustable shell supported upon a graceful spiral shaft. Other shells of mother-of-pearl aro used to soften lights for tho ceiling. Ilammerfest, the most northern town in Europe, has a night lasting from No vember 18 to January 23. Near tho town are three streams with current so strong as never to freeze, and these have been utilized for electric light, which has been introduced into every house. On the estate of the Marquis de La guna, in Spain, a water wheel of twenty horse power ruus a dynamo. Plowing by electricity has been proposed,and the current is to be transmitted to a field three miles distant, where a motor on a plow is to be operated. Tho cable at tached to the plow is to be wound on a reel and drawn over the field. The Boomerang. The boomerang is ua instrument used both in war and in W* chase by the aborigines of Australia. ,"t is usually about two feet in length, mad') of hard wood bent into a curve resembling aii obtuse angle, flat on one side and rounded on the other. The method of using this curious weapon is very pe culiar. The thrower takes it by one end, holding the bent side downward, and hurls it forward as if to hit some object twenty to twenty-five yards in advance. Instead of continuing togo directly for ward in accordance with the Newtonian law, it slowly ascends in the air, whirl ing round and round, describing a beau tiful and geometrical curved line till it reaches a considerable height, when it begins to retrograde, finally sweeping over the head of the projector, striking the object for which it was intended, which is always in the rear. This surprising motion is produced by tbe reaction of the air upon the bends and curves of the oddly-shaped missile. Lieutenant Breton, in his book en titled "Excursions in New South Wales and Western Australia," has this to say of that singular weapon. "Tho boom erang is one of the most curious weapons of war ever invented, at least by a bar barous people, nor is it easy to compre hend by what law of projectiles it is made to take the singular directions that it frequently does. I have seen a native throw one so as to make it go forty or fifty yards horizontally, and not more than four feet from the ground. It would then suddenly dart into the air to the height of fifty or sixty yards, de scribe a very considerable curve and finally fall at his feet. In all cases, no matter how thrown, the boomerang keeps turning with groat rapidity, like as if on a pivot, making a loud, whizzing noise all the while."— Sl. Louis Republic. Asking questions of a public speaker is a good deal like standing on a tiuck to scare a locomotive.— Columbus Poet. NO. 15 LULLABIES FROM ALL LANDS. DANISH. Sleep, sleep, little mouse I The field your father plows; Your mother feeds pigs in the sty. She'll come and slap you when you cry. CHINESE. Snail, snail, come out and be fed. Put out your horns and then your head. And thy mammy will give thee mutton. S*or thou art doubly dear to me. SPANISH. The moon shines bright, And the snake darts swift and light I see five baby bullocks And a calf young and white. ARABIC, Sleep, my baby, sleep, Sleep a slumbor hale, Sweetly rest till morning light. My little farmer boy, so bright. ZULU. Hush thee, my baby. Thy mother's over the mountain gone, There she will dig the little garden patch, And water she'll fetch from the river. NORWEGIAN. Row, row to Baltnarock, How many fish are caught in the net? One for father and one for mother. One for sister and one for brother. SWEDEN. Hush, nush, baby mine; Pussy climbs the big green pinm; Mother turns the millstone. Father to kill the pig has gone. GERMAN. Sleep, baby, sleep; Thy father guards the sheep, The mother shakes the dreamland tree, And from it fall sweet dreams for thee; Sleep, baby, sleep. IICMOB OP THE DAY. Marriage is often mirage.— Siftingt. The tram j's motto—All roads lead to roam.— Lowell Courier. Yesterday is a waste basket into which Time dumps lost opportunities. In the game of life the opera composer makes the most scores.— Chicago Timet. Despite the oyster's phlegmatic tem perament he often gets into stews. — Bal timore American. "We must have an organ to support us," as the man said to his raonkey.- Baltimore American. Never hire a person that wants to know why you want souiethiug done.— Milwaukee Journal. A Texas cow kicked a mule to death. It must have been a mule without any hind legs.— Boston News. Men are most likely to rave about a woman's hair when it is found in the butter.— Texas Sif tings. There is no need of dull times on board ship. The crew can always get up a boom.— Lowell Courier. "Plant Cannibals" is a headline in the Dispatch. All right. Plant 'em ten feet deep.— Pittsburg Chronicle. The latest wrinkle is a source of satis faction to young people, but to the old is otherwise.— Galveston News. Justice is blind, but not so much so as the man who goes to law with the idea that he is sure to get justice.— Texas Sittings. Every man who does not labor and lay up a fortune may cause absolute suffer ing to his daughter's future husband.— Elmira Gazette. It seeing strange that, when our army officer has gown old and tired in the service, the Government should re-tire him.— Boston News. The acrobat's lot is an unfortunate one, for no matter how much he makes he is continually subject to reverses.— Baltimore American. Dr. Hammond says we have two brains. This accounts for the fact that some men think twice before they act once.— Rochester Post. Editor's Wife—"Why do you throw the contribution into the Are?" Editor —"Because there is no fire in the contri bution."—New York Press. Ethel—"George said last night that there wasn't a girl in town with a com plexion like mine." Maud "The mean thing."— Brooklyn Life. "Strangest girl I ever met," muttered Chappie almost to himself. "Why?" asked Cholly. "Accepted me," remarked Chappie absently.— New York llerald. "Are you still engaged?" asked the old friend, who had not seen the dear girl for some time. "Oh, yes," she answered; "but it's to another inan."— Harper's Bazar. "So you gave your sister a beautiful birthday presefii, did you, Tommy?" "Yes'm; I always give Susie a present on her birthday, 'cause mine comes a week after hers."— Yankee Blade. Some of Tennyson's early poetry TO written with ink that has since faded en tirely from the original manuscript. These may now be classed as his first blnnk verse.— Philadelphia Lr lyer. "You seemed to be holding a long talk with Timmins this afternoon. What was the burden of your conversation?" "I don't remember now. I know it was a burden, though."— lndianapolis Journal. Thiggs—"lf you had about $7,000,- 000 what would you do with it?" Fis tles—"l should build the finest, hand somest, best furnished, most elegant, m:i£:nificen£ and yet homelike residence in Chicago." "Then what?" "Thon I'd—l'd travel."— Chicago Tribune.
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