SULLIVAN REPUBLICAN. W M. CHENEY, Publisher. YOL. X. Sir Edwin Arnold says that the peoplo of Boston preserve the purest traditions of English speech. The railroads of this country owe the United States Government the enormous sum of $112,512,613, ani the debt is rapidly approaching maturity. It has been figured out that the World's Fair will cost $21,000,000 and that $10,000,000 of this sum must be ex pended before a dollar of revenue comes in. The wonderful growth of property in vested in the railroads can be seen fro:n the following: This country possesses 30,000 locomotives, costing $150,000,- 000. Of cars there are 1,109,1)00, of which 26,000 are used for passengers. The latter represents $250,000,000, and the others about $300,000,000. Coupled together, this would fcrin a train nearly 7000 miles lonsj and capable of carrying 1,500,000 passengers, besides a weight of freight equal to the pyranids of Egypt and of all the State Capitols of the United States. A lugubrious and ludicrous story ol national disaster is reported from Central America. The San Salvadorean navy has been severely crippled, if not disa bled, and in the event of war the posi tion of the Hepublic would be most seri ous. The news is that Admiral Ambro sini, an Italian, by the way, who was commander of the little C'riscatlan, the only war vessel belonging to Salvador, has abandoned his post and gone to San Francisco carrying with him about S6OOO of the national funds which the Govern ment had sent to him to paj for neces sary repairs to the vessel. Some years ago a rich Glasgow (Scat land) merchant nam ;d Buchanan left the money to build and maintain a snbuijan home for sixteen unfortunate business men or other deserving citizens of Glas gow,the only stipulation being that they should bear the nane of Buchanan. The place, which is under the trusteeship of the Provosts and magistrates of Glasgow, is now ready for occupancy. There is a park ot three acres, a handsome build ing, accommodations for sixteen men hi perfect style, and an annual revenue of S6OOO. The only thing lacking is im poverished Buchanans. There are lots of that name in the town, but none who needs help, and the Trustees are going to apply tj the courts for permission to install bearers with less fortunate patronymics instead. In the Forum, Camille Pelletan quotes some striking figures to show the burden of the military expenditures of France and Germany during the last twenty years. He says that between the close of the last war and the year 1889, France spent a sum equal to $2,500,000,000 for the support of her military and naval forces, and more than $500,000,000 for the renewal of her military material, or say, $3,000,000,000 in all. Except for the navy he estimates the disbursements of Germany as being very nearly the same. The one country spends annually $190,000,000 on its army and navy, the other $180,000,000, aud the group of five great Continental powers shows an aggregate annual war expenditure of $600,000,000. Well may M. Pelletan ask, "how long can European labor, obliged to compete with that of the New World, support such overwhelming bur dens?" A brave French officer,now on the re tired list, who lost his right arm in the Franco-Prussian war, appeared as a witness before court in a city in the south of France a few weeks ago, relates the New Orleans Times-Democrat. When called upon to swear that he would tell the truth, in the custom-try manner, the officer naturally raised his left hand. The counsel for the defendant objected to the witness at once, on the grounds that "an oath taken with the left hand was worthless." The learned judges were unable to decide the question, and withdrew to an ante-room for consulta tion. In a few minutes the solons re appeared, and the President read the following decision, from a literary and patriotic point of view worthy of n Monsieur Prudhommc: "In considera tion of the fact that, when the glorious remnants of our army appear in our courts to respond to their legal duties, we cannot demand that they take oath with those limbs which they have lost in the service of their country, we decide that the oath just made with the left hand of the witness is admissible." DREAM AND DEED. What of the deed without the dreamf A song Rett of its music and a scentless rose. Except the heart outsoar the hand, the throng Will bless thoe little for thy labor throes. The dream without the deed? Dawn's fairy gold Paled, ere it wake the hills, to misty gray. Except the hand obey the heart, behold, Thy grieve! angel turns his face away. —Katharine Lee Bates. atemjekfoot. BY K. h. KKTCIIUM. 'l| 8 Jim Harden,with 'II 1 ffvi I wit ' l a a ' r ' B \|| j'i packed the tobacco I 1 i in the bowl of his A\\ ntW) P'P C > preparatory , N V *° ''gating that ar il ticle, he suddenly In 11 n.'\ looked up and said: jj. I'* "Speakin'of tcn- J|\ lip' dcrfeetreminds me of one I knowed oncet, since which time I hev be'n a •whole lot more respective in speakin' of 'em. "'Twasin the summer of 18—. I was then workin' fer Ole Harvey Sker rett, who kep' store an' run a ranch down at Three Forks, in th' foot-hills. "Near Skcrrett, 'bout two miles away, O'.c Si Hendershott hed a ranch. He likewise hed 'bout th' purtiest an' nicest darter thet ever wore millinery, an' Si, he was proper proud of her, you bet. Moreovermore, all of us galoots 'round Three Forks was up to our back hair in love with her—plumb, tearin', wide awaKe mashed, its I've heard say. But it didn't do none of us no good— leastways, only one of us. That war Perry Koane,a young rancher from down i th' creek 'bout ten mile. Perry, he cut ! us all out, 'thout half-tryin", 'cause he j was a big, han'somc cuss, an' well fixed, j besides havin' been t' school lots when a ' kid. So he went in an' winued—almost. That is t' SHy, he froze us out an' kep' I reg'lar company with Hetty. I guess 'twas all settled that they wast' be j hitched some time or other, when 'bout May, along come a feller from Boston with a letter to Ole Si from some relation of his'n, an* jes' camped right at Si's fer j the summer. He was one of these here artist chumps—not a real, genooine fottygrapher, but one of th' sort that carries a lot of paper, an' pencils, an' colors in little lead squirt-guns, and : draws red, white an' blue sunsets, like wise funny-lookin' trees an' bowlders. He talked like a book an' called all th' boys 'mister,' besides saying 'beg pard ing' if he didn't hear what ye said first time. "Sure 'nough, we guyed the chap lots at first; but Spenceley—that wuz th' tenderfoot's name—was so doggoned nice an 1 pleasant, an' took a joke so easy, we all t' likin' him tiptop. All 'xcept Perry Roane. He hated him lots soon's he seen him. 'Cause why? Jest 'cause Spenceley was under th' same roof with Hetty, an' he knowed that it might turn out kind of bad fer him 'specially as he knowed right then—which nobody else tlid—that Hetty wa'n't much stuck on him, an' had only promised t' marry him t' please th' ole man. Ye see, Perry was a good deal of a bully, an' drank considerable, an' then thore was an ole story 'bout his havin' skipped out from th' States, leavin' a wife that died si little later. But this didn't cut no Ag ger with Si. He had his eye on Perry's pile, an' was willin' t' take cnances on makin' Perry treat Hetty first rate, 'cause th' ole man was a tolei'ble dangerous cuss himself. "Well, th' artist feller got t' feelin' sort of soft on Hetty himself, an' 'most cv'ry day they'd go wanderin' 'round th' country, drawin', an' tishin', and so on, an' in th' evenin' when Perry come over t' set a while he'd find Mister Artist there in th' settin'-room, cool as a cucum ber an' polite as polite, him not knowin' that Perry had a first fillin' on th' calico. An' Hetty, jest like any woman, 'njoyed it all immense. "But Perry wasn't th' chap t' stand this very long; so one mornin', happen in' t' be at th' store an' mectin' Spence- SPENCELY LOOKED AT HIM. ley there, he walks up an' says to' him: 'See here, my pale-faced an' weak-eyed consumptive. D'ye know whose toes you've been steppin' on?' "Spenceley looked at him kiud of LAPORTE, PA., FRIDAY, FEBRUARY 5, 1892. queer, but said be didn't know as ho'd hurt anybody. " 'Well,' says Perry, 'it's my toes, an' it'll pay you t' climb from under, 'fore somcthin' draps on yv. D'ye know who has th' first claim on Miss Hendershott's company? Better find »ut an' take care of yourself.' An' Perry started t' go out, swaggerin', but th* artist says, real sharp, 'Mr. Roane, I wasn't aware that I was iuterferin' with you. If I am, however, an' you don't like it, I'm sorry; but I wish you t' understand that nyther you n'r any other rowdy can bluff me one. bit. D'ye understand ? "Perry turned like he'd ben kicked. It was th' first tinre we'd ever hcerd him Bassed, an' we was lookin' fer th' artist feller t' get bruised a whole lot. But he wasn't—not any. Perry looked at him a whole minute,, an' seen there was no scare there, so he jc it turned an' walked out, grumblin' an' cursin'. "Somebody, hid, took a shot at Spenceley a few nights later, but he never kicked none, only come up t' th' store' an' blowed hisself infer a forty four an' took shots at a mark ev'ry day— jes' fer sport, he sez; but I kinder s'mised he was 'xpectin' Mister Roane an' him'd hev trouble in th' near foochur, which was c'rect. "One day, not long arter this, some galoot brung word thet th' 'Pachas was out'thou muzzles, an' was chawin'ev'ry thin' in sight—nn', moreovermore, cotnin' our way, an' not fur off, nuther. Nope, we didn't wait none. Me'n th' ole man je.s' tuk all th' dust in th' box, hid all th' stock we could, nailed up th' shop—'twas stone—an' lit out fer Ilen dershott's, t' tell them. Thar Skerrett leaves me, him havin' th' fastest little inustaug in th' kentry, an' goes ont' tell folks, ez many ez ho kin. "Wa-al, Hendershott's folks was ready, real sudden, only Ole Si, he wouldn't go. Sez he: 'I hain't goin' one foot. This here's all I've got, 'cept th' ole lady an' llettv, an' I'm goin' t' stay right here an' hold it. Ef them wimmen hed me an' no ranch they'd be wuss off nor nothin'.' An' there Ole Si 9tayed, an' bundled me'n th' artist an' the women-folks off fer Chloride quick. Th' wimmen was in a light wag^in, little Jose, a Greaser kid, drivin' an' two Greaser girls on th' back seat. Me'n Spenceley ride bronco back, 'lonside. " 'Long in th' afternDon, bout 3, we looked over south, an' here comes a fel ler on hossback, like a streak o' greased lightnin'. throwin' dust like the very dooce—au' back o' him, 'bout two 'r three miles, come 'bout a dozen 'r fifteen fellers—near as we c'd guess—also kick in' up a big cloud. "LET ME INTER.TUCE MV WIFE." " 'Twas a good ten mile t' Chloride, an' we thought wc wa9 goners, fer, of course, we didn't s'pose them last fellers was nothin' but Injuns. "Spenceley set his teeth an' looked at his guns, an' so did 112. Then he rid up t' th' waggin, give Hetty a six-shooter, sayin' somethin' I didn't hear, an' told th' boy t' make them mules fly. Then he come back where I wuz an' sez, real quiet; 'D'ye think wo kin hold 'em off long'nough, Mister Harden?' I guessed yes; but great Scott! didn't 1 wish I was outer that! "Th' lone chap come racin' up. 'Twas Perry Itoane, whiter'n a gravestone. He didn't stop, only yelled 'lnjuns!' an' kep'on goin' not stoppin't' say 'Hello!' t'Hetty in th' waggin—jes' kep' on, headed fer Chloride. Th' artist turned t' me in a minute, with his mouth curled up, an' sez, 'stampeded!' "We waited, all ready for them Injuns, but when they come up th' blood sort of come back t' my heart agon, 'cause we c'd see a mile ot! thet they was white— surveyors an' cowboys; some stampeded theirselves, wc foun' out. "Things got quiet in a day 'r so, fer it happened thet Uncle Sam hed a lot o' sojers lyin' in camp near Chloride, an' th' way they kep' them Injuns movin' back south was real lively. "Wal' in a week 'r so, up come Mister Roane jes'z big ez life, an' ez chipper, an' goes t' Hendershott's when th' old folks was at th' store and Spenceley out ridin.' I reckon him 'a' Hetty jes' hed a real lovely row. He hed th' gall t' tell 'cr thet he was jes' ridin' fer a doctor fer a sick cowboy, an' hadn't heard o' no Injuns. Hetty was onto him, though, an' talked real rough t' the cuss, I reckon. | "'Bout 5 o'clock, little Jose come ridin't' th' store in a hurry, an' tol' us bed be'n listenin' t' Hetty an' Roane talkin', an' all of a sudden he heerd a little scream. Ne*' thing, he seen Koanu c*rryin' Hetty outer th' door an' puttin' 'er in his buggy—she lookin' like she'd fainted—an' Roaue druv off, an 1 Jose lit out fer th'store,meetin' Spenceley onth' way, an' tellin' him. "Th* ole man an' I guessed th' same thing—he'd doped th' girl with chloryform, 'r somethin', an' lit out for Mineral Point, whar Eph Hines, a justice of th' peace, lived. I don't know how wo come t' think of it; but I hod read o' sech things, an' so had Si, I reckon. Lord, but th' ole chap looked tur'ble! He didn't say nothin', but he looked like he was thinkin' lota, an' it didn't take me'n him long t' git t' Mineral Point, fifteen mile—bad trail, too. When we got near th' burg, Ole Si loosened up, an' ef he didn't cuss fcr fif teen minutes, I'm a jay. "We rid up t' Hines's, ready t' shoot, an' Si kicked th' door open—an' there, on th' floor, lyin' tied ban's an' feet, was Perry Roaue—an' Spenceley, kind of flustrated, but smilin', riz up an' point in' t' Iletty, who was settin' in a cheer, "lookin' kind of pale, sez: 'Gentlemen, let me interjuce my wife.' "'Twas this way: Koane—he's doin' time, now—hedn't drugged th' gyurl, only gagged 'er, an', be'tween thur an' th' Point, hed made 'er premise t' marry him an' make no fuss, 'r else he'd kill him an' her both—an' he meaut it. Hines was jes' gettin' ready fer th' per formance when Spenceley rid up. Perry reached for his gun, but Spenceley was too sudden, an' caught 'im in th' gun arm, an' him an' Hines, who tumbled at oncot, tied th' cuss, arter which he ast Hetty t' marry him on th' spot, an' she done it. "No, I don't never play low on no tenderfoot."— in San Francisco Arqo• naut. Curious Superstitions. The people of the West Indies are the most superstitious in the world. To them everything out of the ordinary is 8 "sigu." In Cuba a person with a sore or wound of auy kind will not look upon a dead person, fearing that the spot will be come incurable and never heal. The rum used in washing a dead body is, how ever, regarded as a sure cure for all eye troubles. They alto believe that if the light from a candle or lamp falls on the face of the dead that death will shortly come to hira or her who was carrying the light. Ilain during a burial is consid ered an excellent "sign" throughout the islaftds. If dtie measures his own hefght with a rod which has been used 111 meas uring a corpse for the cotlin ho tiimself wilUdie within the year. A stroko with the hand of a corpse is believed by the West Indian to be a sure cure for all pains aqd swellings. The lilac or "hay brush" is a common charm against all evil spirits, and is on that account usu ally planted at doorways or under win dows. In Uarbadoes the ground dove sitting on a house is a "sign" that some member of the family there residing will die before the birds nest again. A pro cession of black ants is said to be t presage of a funeral in all but ono 01 two of the West ludies. In St. Croix a small bird locally called "creeper" is thought to be the forerunner ot illness or trouble.— Chicwjo New». The Spontaneous Ignition of Coal. An excellent paper "On the Spontan eous Ignition of Coal" was read by Pro fessor Lewis before the British Associa tion at their recent meeting at Cardiff. In this paper the Professor points out that the common idea that spontaneous ignition is caused by the presence of iron pyrites in the coal caunot be true, be cause in many manufactures pyrites are largely used, and although stored iu ; heaps and undergoing continuous oxida tion, he has been unable to trace a single case of heating. Spontaneous combus tion may be more truly traced to the ab sorptive power of newly-won coal for oxygen, an action which is accompanied by a great rise of temperature, and is naturally hastened if the coal be stored on shipboard that a portion of it ia near the fuunel or boilers. Accidents from this cause are most numerous in ships which have to cross tropical seas, from the greatly increased temperature to which the coal is sub jected. Ventilation in many ships is worse than useless, for it provides the coal with just sufficient oxygen to 1 feed It when burning. Moisture is also an important factor in determining tho ignition of stored coal. Professor Lewes says that if newly-won coal were stored | for a month in moderate sized neaps,so as to allow it to take up its oxygen and ' cool down after the heating caused in tho ; process, spontaneous ignition would be almost unknown.— Chambers Journal. Soap Is a Great Buautifler. A curious prejudico that some people have is against soap as an application for the face; this is a great fallacy. Good soap is a great beautitier, and great pre ventive of the uncomely looking "black heads" which are such a disfigurement and are so hard to get rid of. The real cause of these unpleasant little specks is not, as a rule, anything more serious than this: Some people have much largei skin porea than others, and the du«t col lects, settles and finally forms a hard, black little substance which probably would never have had a chance of de veloping if the skin was thoroughly washed with soap twice a day and rubbed vigocpusly with a coarse towel. Do not be afraid of a red nose; the redness will soon iade quickly away and leave m trace.— York Tribune, Terms—sl.2s in Advance; $1.50 after Three Months SCIENTIFIC AND INDUSTRIAL. Ores are purified by electricity. The process of separating iron ore bj electricity is working satisfactorily in Michigan. An expert says that the left main driver of a locomotive flattens more than the right. One or more belts running independ ently on the top of another will add much to the transmission of power. A scientific journal states that a little sugar put on the hands with soap will greatly increase its lather and cleansing power, and will removo dirt, chemical stains, etc. An engineer of Berne finds th:4 600,- 000 effective liorse-power can be ob tained from the streams of Switzei land for electric lighting or electric power transmission. Belts running over pulleys of small diameter at high speeds ought to be thin and as wide as possible. Orange tan leather of uniform thickness answers re murkably well. A young man who has never had the sense of smell has been the subject of some curious tests, which have shown Professor Jastrow that many things which we eat with relish are not tasted, but only smelled. A Frenchman has invented an im proved method of telegraphing, so that it is practicable to transmit one hundred and fifty words per minute on a single wire. The message when delivered from the machine is type-written. Those engaged in the production of quinine, whether from bark or chemical ly, suffer with a peculiar skin affection caused by the inhalation of the vapor from hot solutions of the drug. Fever is an accompaniment of this malady. It is said Inventor Edison is engaged in a modification of the phonograph to fit it to become the successor of the raised letter system in production of books for the blind. The changes are chiefly in the way of increasing the capacity of the cylinders. What is described as the most perfect known specimen of a petrified human body has recently been discovered in Arizona. The figure is evidently that of a fully-developed woman. It is five feet ten and a half inches tall, and weighs 580 pounds. The largest steel spring in tb j world is 310 feet long, six inches wide and a quarter of an inch thick. The manufac ture of this spring is a remarkable ac complishment iu metal working and was successfully undertaken by a Pennsyl vania firm, although the principal Euro pean iron work 3 had previously refused the order. In an electric hammer that has been devised recently the piston is of a mag netic material and the cylinder is aora posed of a series of coils, through each of which a current of electricity may be passed. The passage of a current through the upper coils raises the piston. By cutting off the current and tranferring it to the lower coils the piston is released and drawn down. The blow may be shortened or lenghtened, as desired, by regulating the distribution of the current in the coils. Provision has been made for neutral izing the deteriorating effects of acid spray from a battery of accumulators where metal fittings and brass or copper conductors are aiound. The medium employed for this purpose is au anti-sul phuric acid enamel. It is applied like varnish, in black or other colors. It is found to withstand the attacks of the strongest sulphuric acid for weeks, and is now largely used in England for coat ing woodwork, iron and copper in the neighborhood of batteries. William ll<Miry Harrison. William Henry Harrison the ninth President of the United States was of an old Virginia family, around whose man sion is spread the beautisul estate of Berkely. In it a singer of the Declar ation of Independence had been born, and again one of the Presidents. Har rison was born February 9, 1773. He graduated at Hampden Sidney College, and then went to Philadelphia to study medicine. But he was a born soldier, and when an army was gathered to fight the Indians in the west he immediately joined it. At the age of nineteen he was with Wayne in all his conflicts with the northwestern tribes, where he greatly distinguished himself by his wisdom and bravery. In 1801 he was chosen Governor of that immense dis trict now including the States of Indiaua, Illinois, Michigan and Wisconsin. The population of this tract was much scat tered and exposed to coutinual attacks from the Indians. For nearly fifteen years he remained in this far west and distant country, watching it settle into peaceful and wonderful prosperity. He was inaugurated Chief Magistrate in March, 1841; and perhaps no man siuco Washington has received such an en thusiastic and spontaneous welcome as the hero of Tippecauoe. For ouly twenty days did he bear the clamor of office seekers and the fatigue of the routine of state business; then his slight constitution, already undermined by his Western life, gave way and just one month after his inauguration he died. He was an honest man, a brave general, and a true lover of his country. The last words liis lips uttered were a wish for the perpetual existence of the Con stitution. At his death he was in his sixty-ninth year.— Detroit Free Prets. NO. 17, OPPORTUNITY. Once, passing through a garden fair. Youth spied a flower unfolding to the day; Its blood-red-bud lips longed to snare In conquest the young traveler on his way. So filled with life that flower, its soul it spent In fragrance, which was mutely eloquent. "Take me!" it breathed' "to you I all re sign." Youth answered: "On the morrow you'll be mine." That which was called the morrow came; The sweet bloom strained its potals to the light; Its fragrant furnace glowed its ruddiest flame; So strong was expectation, it betokened might. The bright day waned, nor for a rose would stay; Unto his bed night led his brido, the day; The flower, forgotten, paled and sickly grew. While from its being fell cold tears of dew. At last one day did Youth appear, Seeking the beauty ho before denied; No kindly welcome showed as he drew near, For that dear life had lived its day and died. Ashes of splendid hours—beauteous in birth, Now fire extinguished, fallen back to earth; To earth! the cradle of the great and small, The inevitable bier that awaits us all. —if. T. Dodsworth, in Boston Transcript• HUMOR OF THE DAY. "Wives of great men oft remind us. We should pick our wives with care; So we may not leave behind us Half our natural crop of hair." When a pretty woman goes to a man with her troubles she is likely to gaiu his sympathy, his heart, and more trouble. Yabsley—"Does your wife ever choose your clothing for you?" Wickwire—"No; she merely picks the pockets."—lndian apolis Journal. The cautious nature of the Indians may account for their preference for accept ing official statements with reservations. —Baltimore American. Miss Flirthard—"l think Mr. Great heart is so silly." Miss Likewise—"Why so?" Miss Flirthard—"Why, he gets serious so soon."— Boston Courier. "Women's voice is best adapted to tho telephone, they say." "So I have heard. She seems to find plenty of other uses for it, though."— lndianapolis Journal. "What's your fee for collecting this?" He inquired with nervous thrill; And the lawyer calmly made reply: "The whole amount of the bill." —Judge. "John," said tho wife of a dying man, "here's Dr. Parsonbcrry como to talk to you." "Tell him I'll see him at the funeral," gasped John.— New York Sun. Mr. Dudlet—"l have great talent, Miss Caustic, and could do wonderful things if I only had a mind to." Miss Caustic —"Yes; you only lack the mind."— Comic. He tells her how wicke 1 he use to b?. Till she shudders and softly cries '"La!" But never, not ever, no, never does ho Tell any such yarns to her ma. —hidia napolis Jou.rnal. "Now, John,"said Mrs. Deporquo to the new gardner, "I hope you will re member all that I have told you. And whatever you do, don't forget to water the electric-light plaut." Miss Gushley—"Oh, what lovely poetry. And did you really write this out of your head?" Rimer (provoked)— "No, indeed; I was quite sane when I wrote it, I think."— Boston News. Now that we have the safety bicyclo and the safety razor, it would nor be a bad scheme of some inventive genius to gild the market with a safety accordion, for tho beuelit of beginners.— Pack. Little Man—"l understand, sir, that you have called mo an unmitigated liar." Big Man—"No, I didn't use the word unmitigated." Little Man—'"Then I accept your apology."— London Punch. "We do our own weigh," say the little Usli, As they wiggle their forked tails; "We do our own weigh because, you seo Wo always carry our scales." —Detroit Free Press. He "You say you love me, but can not be my wife. Is it because I am poor? There are better things in this world than money." She —"Quite tmo, but it takes money to buy them."—Bos ton Budget. Relative—"Well, I sincerely hopo you will be happy with him, Mandy. Is he a steady young man?" Miss Mandy— "Steady? My goodness! Aunt Judy, he's been coming to gee me for moro than eleven years."— Chicago Triliune. He (despairingly)—"lt doesn't matter if I have got lots of money, I cannot for get that my grandfather was a stage driver." She (sweetly)—" That's all right—you can refer to your ancestral haul without going into particulars."— Brooklyn Life. Fashionable Tourist (wiping his fore head on the Alps as he suddenly turns round a rock) —"Just to think of it! Here I've climbed six thousand feet up the side of this mountain only to meet face to face one of my heaviest creditors."— Flitfjende Blaetter. He—"What made you think that pic ture in the Academy was mine? You must be a judge of style, because it was unsigned." She (modestly)—" You flat ter me. I really didn't know it was yours until I saw everybody laughing at it."— Funny Folk*.
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