SULLIVAN JBS& REPUBLICAN. W. M. CHENEY, Publisher. VOL. XI. The Celestials buy $6,000,000 worth from us per year. We reciprocate by buying #18,000,000 worth from them. Petroleum is our largest item of ex port, for every gallon of which we buy §1 worth of tea. The city of New York, the popula tion of which is now beyond 2,000,000, must within a very few years, predicts the New York Sun, be the second city in the world. The next census will most likely show its population to l»e greater than that of Paris. This city is growing more rapidly than any of the other chief cities of the world. There were but 00,000 people here at the opening of the century; there are now over 2,000,000. One very novel feature of the new suffrage law which was recently wrested from the Belgian Parliament by the up rising of the working class is the be stowal of a double vote upon every man who is married, or who has at tained the age of thirty-five. The theory of this is that in the former case he represents, not merely his own share in the public weal, but that of his fam ily. In the latter he is supposed to have at least a double share of judg ment. A curious exodus has been for some years and is still going on from Canada to the United States. The descendants of Revolutionary Tories and sympa thizers with Great Britain in the war of 1812-14 are emigrating to the State of New York and to the Northern New England States in large numbers. They come quietly, and because this country was the home of their fathers they feel it to lie their naturol home. The New York News asserts that the feeling is hereditary, mid of a piece with the de sire of the Israelites in Babylon and Egypt togo back to the homes of their ancestors. Among the most beautiful charities of New York, remarks the Indepen dent, is an estato of about 184 acres ten miles north of the city, left by the late Robert B. Minturn as the seat of n number of buildings crowded out of the city itself. Several of them have recently been completed find are to lie dedicated this week. The main object in view in erecting the buildings lias been to provide homes, instruction and worship for the boys and girls gathered from the slums of the city by various organizations, such as the "Sheltering Arms," "Children's Fold," etc. Special attention will be given to industrial training. Tlio Sultan of Turkey has, it is said, got the notion into his head that he must have a world's fair at Constanti nople in 1894. It is to be hoped, ob serves the New York World, that the civilized Nations of Europe will frown severely upon the scheme. The tax ridden people of his dominions ore al ready mulcted of nearly #10,000,000 annually to support his harem. The Turkish notion of a world's fair will necessitate the invention of a new levy, the appointment of a horde of new tax gathers and the enlargement of the present system of official incompetency and tyranny that makes life in Arabia and Syria little better than slavery. The inventor of the bullet proof uniform, Herr Dowe, in Mannheim, who only a few mouths ago refused to fill an American order for a single bullet proof overcoat, for which gar ment the American offered #250, has had the misfortune of accumulating small debts as fast as newspaper noto riety, and the other day all his personal property, including his furniture and the evening dress suit which he bought to wear at a hoped for audience with the Kaiser, was sold at auction. Thus another one-day wonder has been trampled into the dust. The man who seemed to be destined to bring about a change in modern worfare in the hinds of the sheriff! This is, in deed, a queer world. Tin follow ing table shows the armies of Europe on a war footing in 1869 and 1892 : 1869. 1892. France 1.350.000 4.350.000 Germany 1.300.000 5.000.000 ltilssia J. 100.000 4.000.000 Austria 750.000 1.(100,000 '"•'.V 570,001 2.230,000 Englnn 1 450 000 002.000 Bpain 4*o. (km soo.ooo Turkey 320.000 1.130,000 riwitserlnnd 1.V1,000 480.000 tiwe leu Norway 130,00 ) 3i)8,000 Bellgium 95.000 . 258,000 Portugal 70,000 154.00)1 Denmark 45.00') ill.ooo Holland 45,000 185.000 Monteungro 40,000 55.000 Greece 35,00') ISO. OOO Roumania rs.t.'OO 280,000 rtervla . 35,000 jso.ooo We sec that )n IHiiii I'urope hud 6.95 M.OOO cildi.-r find that now she has 22,24 v ,'mi ', nor thiui triple th« (itimber in 186.1, "WHERE HELEN STTS.*" Where Helen site, the darkness is so deep, No golden sunbeam strikes athwart the gloom ; So mother's smile, no glance of loving eyes, Lightens the shadow of that lonely room. Vet the clear whiteness of her radiant soul Decks the dim walls, liko angel vestments shed. rhe lovely light of holy Innocence Hhines like a halo round her bended head, Where Helen sits. Where Helen sits, the stilluess Is so deep, No children's laughter comes, no song of bird. The great world storms along Its noisy wny, But in this place no sound is ever heard. Vet do her gentle thoughts make melody Sweeter than aught from harp or viol flung ; And Love and Beauty, quiring each to each, Blng as the stars of Eden's morning sung, Where Helen sits. —Laura E. Richards, in the Century. * Helen Keller, deaf, dumb and blind. BARBARA'S ESCAPE, BY HELEN FORREST GRAVES. !§ EALLY and ac tually engaged! It is a strange sort of feeling, and yet it isn't unpleasant. Barbara Esmond stood in the middle of the room, <fne slender hand poised by its forefinger on the table, the other holding back the jetty treses from her pure, low brow. She was very beauti ful, in a dark, glit tering style of Ideali ty, and in that elegant room she might have reminded one of a pearl in its satin casket. Black-eyed and haired, with a creamy skin, fine grained as velvet, and straight, deli cately chiseled features, hers was an uncommon beauty, yet strangely fas cinating. Eighteen years old, and engaged to be married ! It was a new leaf in the book of life for Barbara Esmond ; a sensation as novel us it was delightful. "I wish I hail a mother togo to, or a loving, tender, elder sister," mused Barbara, restlessly. "I scarcely un derstand my own feelings. I wonder if 1 do love him as I should love the man I intend to make my linsband. Husband!" she added, with a little tremulous sort of shudder. "The word implies a great deal. And Har ry Milbrook is to be my husband !" Barbara was liko if newlv-caged bird, restless, fluttering against the invisible bars of her prisoned exis tence; captured with her ov/n toils,yet half disposed to t>reak away into the solitude and independence once more. Mr. Henry Milbrook, however, was troubled with no such vague ideas. He had won the heart of Miss Esmond, the heiress, and what was of rather more consequence to him, he had won the right to share her wealth. "I'm a fellow of talent," mused Mr. Milbrook, "and fellows of talent never could endure to work like common cart-horses. Therefore it follows that I must have money, and, possessing none of my own, I must marry the art icle. And although I object to red hair and a crooked spine, I am quite willing to accept the incumbrance of a beauti ful girl along with said cash !" That was the decidedly practical and unromantio manner in which Mr. Mil brook contemplated his approaching felicity. He kept his rhapsodies of romance and soft poetic whisperings for Barbara's ear alone, and she, like any enthusiastic girl of eighteen, be lieved in him. She told no one of the precious se cret enshrined in her heart; it would have seemed almost like desecration ; but her lover was by uo means so deli cate. "So you're to bo married, Hal!" suid Mr. .Tosepli Piercy, at the club. "Yes, I'm going to be married ; to a cool hundred thousand, too," answered Mr. Milbrook, rubbing liis hands. "Who is it?" "Oh, the lady, you mean?" "Yes, I mean the lady." "It's old Esmond's danghter." "What, the star-eyed Borbara?" "Exactly so." "I congratulate you, old fellow." "Much obliged," answered Mr. Mil brook, indifferently pulling his mus tache. "I flatter myself it's a pretty good speculation for a fellow that travels on liis good looks alone." "I wish she had a sister for me," ob served Mr. Percy. "I don't. I can't afford togo halves in the cash." There was a general laugh among the youths of fashion in the club room at this scintillation of wit, and Mr. Milbrook sauntered leisurely out. "I promised she should hove my picture," thought Mr. Harry, "and I suppose the cheapest place 1 can have it done is at the establishment of that poor devil of an artist in drove street. I guess I'll go round there." It was hard for so exquisitely gotten up a youth as Mr. Milbrook to be com piled to hide his light under the bushel of so obscure a street as that toward which he now bent his foot steps, but economy was just at present something of an object with this mod ern Apollo of ours. Signor Fernelli, the artist, was at home, a dark, courteous little Italian, with a wife and sevfii small children, and very glad lie was to receive Mr. Milbrook's order. "On ivory, 1 suppose, sir?" "Yes, I suppose so. It's dreadfully expensive," thought Harry, with a grimace ; "butengaged girls must have their own way, of course," A* ho sat waiting for Signor Fernelli to bring out some specimens of his art, Delect the mo*t appropriate size and LAPORTE, PA., FRIDAY, JULY 28, 1893. style, he saw through the open door a dark silk brush by, and the pure, clear piottle of a face that he well knew, Barbara Esmond's face. "Hello!" ejaculatod our hero. "Fernelli, who the ditse is that young lady, and how came she here?" "That young lady, signor, with the brown dress and the long throat, and the head liko the goddess Diaua?" "Yes." "It is the music mistress of Pauline Delatour upstairs; she comes twice of a week, and sings, my word, liko n nightingale." "Who is Pauline Delatour?" "A poor girl, signor, who sews on dresses; but one day she will come out on the stage—she will sing at the opera." Harry Milbrook stared at Signor Fernelli like one demented. "Which size did you say sir?" "I—l don't, think I'll make a selec tion to-day. I will call to-morrow." And Mr. Milbrook rushed headlong down stairs, greatly to the surprise of Signor Fernelli. "The duse!"he ejaculated to him self as he strode along the narrow street, with difficulty restraining him self from tumbling at every other step over the babies who swarmed on the sidewalk, "A music-mistress! Giving lessons in such a hole as that. Upon my word I've come preciously near being taken in and done lor ! So it's all show and empty pretense that i wealth of hers, and she was going to | entrap a husband on the strength of ! it. My stars! it's enough to make the I hair staud right straight up on a fel low's head. What a lucky thing it was I saw through the stratagem be ! fore I was netted past escape." He lifted his hat, and wiped the chill beads of perspiration from his forehead. 1 "'No, you don't, Miss Barbara Es | raond," he muttered to himself with a I bitter, sarcastic smile wreathing his ; lips. "I am not quite such a fool as that, thank goodness." Barbara Esmond had fluttered lightly up the narrow staircase, all uncon | scions of the eyes that were noting | her, through SignoiWernelli's partially ! opened door, and etSered a small room ! in the story above.% A pale young girl, with a sweet, spiatuelle face, sat at lier sewing by tht\ window. She brightened up ns the Abdicate figure I came in. "Miss Esmond, it is so kind of you I to remember me so punctually." "Not nt all kind. I ani a genius worshiper, Pauline, and I have dis- I covered the divine spark in you." "How shall I ever pay you, Miss Esmond V" "By cultivating the talent heaven has bestowed upon you. Nay, nay, Pauline, I am but following out a pet ! whim." "And the piano, too, that you sent here. Oh, Miss Esmond, one of heav en's angels could hardly be more gen erous !" "Hush, liush, Puuline! Begin your lesson. I never thought, when first I heard you singing at your work and paused to listen to the tlnte-like notes, that you would be half way through , the exercise book in less than six , months. When you sing at the opera I shall be the first to throw bouquets ; at your feet." Pauline looked with a shy bright ness ot her benefactress. Would that j time ever come? The lesson was longer than usual that day. Pauline and Miss Esmond were both deeply interested, and it was nearly twilight before Barbara emerged from the house, closely veiled, and walked swiftly through the darkening streets. "There's a note for you, Miss Bar bara," said her housekeeper, as she sat down to rest a minute or two in the reception-room of her own mansion before she laid off her things. "A note? Let me see it. When did it come?" "About fifteen minutes ago, miss. A little boy brought it." "Light the gas, please, Mrs. Moore, and take these wraps upstairs." A soft rose tint Hushed over Bar bara's cheek as she recognized Harry Milbrook's handwriting. She broke the seal and glanced eagerly at its con tents ; but, as she read, the soft crim son flush lied away into pallor. It was /cry, very brief, but cruel as a blow. "Miss ESMONI>," it read, commenc ing shortly aud sternly, instead of the "Dearest Barbara" she had expected, "allow me to claim back the troth I have plighted to you. I had supposed when I engaged myself to you that I was about to ally myself fo a lady, not to a music mistress in Grove street. It will scarcely be worth while for you to reply to this letter, as lean never, un der any circumstances, forgive the de ceit that has been practiced on me. Therefore, I sholl take it for granted that all relations are ended between yourself and "Yours very respectfully, "H. MILBROOK." Barbara dropped the insulting letter with a sparkle in her black eyes, a curve to her lip, which were wondrous ly eloquent, and as it lay on the carpet she ground it down into the deep pur ple pile with her contemptuous foot. "The puppy," she muttered between her set teeth; "the miserable pol troon! How could I ever have fancied for a single second that I loved him? Reply to this letter? Of course I shall not reply to it." And Miss Esmond walked up stairs carrying her head high in the air, far, far beyond the reach of Harry Mil- ■ brook's petty spite. That young man was seated at his breakfast table next morning when Rufus Kenward lounged in. "Halo, Milbrook! I've just heard a little item about your lady love, Miss Esmond, that is, to my mind, better than all her bonds and mortgages. What do you think? She's giving sing- 1 ing lessons to my wife's little auaui- stress, ono Pauline Delatour, because the child has a glorious voice and can't afford to have it cultivated. I wish you could hear Pauline rave about her benefactress. I think her enthusiasm would satisfy even your truo lover's ear. Really, it isn't often that an heiress like old Esmond's daughter stoops to perform so toilsome a benefit as that." Harry Milbrook had sat down his chocolate cup, and was staring with glassy eyes at Mr. Kenward. "Why, what's the matter?" de manded that gentleman, somewhat shortly. "N—nothing!" "Dyspepsia, eh?" "No. I tell you I'm well enough." Harry had made a mistake—a mistake that was likely to bo fatal to his bril liant matrimonial aspirations. "Why didn't I wait? What the mis chief was I in such a hurry for?" ho demanded of himself, without any very satisfactory answer, as ho hurried along the street toward Barbara's residence. Tho boy might not have delivered the note—Barbara might not have read it—there were a thousand "might nots," and he resolved to try his luck, even in a forlorn hope. "Is Miss Esmond at home?" he asked of the old housekeeper, who camo to the door. "Miss Esmond wished me to say specially that she was never at homo to Mr. Milrbook any more*." was the | cold reply. I And Harry went his way lamenting, j He had chosen his lot, and he must abide by it. And thus Barbara escaped 1 the snares laid for her.—New York Weekly. A Thrilling Adventure. Ezra Thomas, a prospector of Shasta County (where ho is known as the "Mountain Boy"), had an exciting ad venture on Sunday last in the neigh borhood of Taylor's Flat. While leisurely walking along the trail with , his piek on his shoulder his attention was suddenly called to the fact that something was running along behind him. On turning around he saw a deer coming on tho dead run and with lin a few feet of him. He stepped j aside, and, as the deer reached him, he struck it on the head with his pick, the point of which was embedded deep in tlii> deer's forehead. Tho deer dropped dead. No sooner had lie dis | patched the deer than his attention 1 was again directed to the trail over which the deer had come, when, to his utter astonishment and alarm, he saw a huge California lion bounding along after the deer. The "Mountain Boy" had barely time tost» p aside to give the animal the right <f way and get his pick in readiness for an attack when the lion came leaping to where he was. He made a lick at the ani mal's head with the pick, but as the lion was going at such velocity he missed his mark and struck one, of the lion's liind legs, breaking it. The lion with a savage growl and snapping its teeth in rago bounded away on threo legs and disappeared. The dead deer i was brought to the residence of J. D. , Hay ward, where it served to satisfy the cravings of the inner man.— Weaverville (Cal.) Jonriiul. Dried Flics From Mexico. "No matter what it may be, if an article brings a fair price I ileal in it," ; said a commission merchant to a writer in the Waverly Magazine. "My last venture consists of dried flies, just common flies which come from Mexico. People buy them for their singing birds. I sell them retail to the dealers. | Flies are plentiful in the tropical val leys and the time of the Mexican In dian is not particularly valuable, j When he can no longer sleep in his 1 hut on account of the swarms of flies | attracted by the filth which accumu lates about his front door, he some i times is stung into a desire for revenge !on his enemies. Revenge is sweet, and sweeter if there is any money in it. He goes to the woods and collects a number of green twigs of a certain tree. These he lays in a pile on tho floor of his hut, with some dry twigs | under them. Then from another tree he gets a gum which he boils into a thin syrup and spreads on the walls of his hut. The flies are attracted by its fragrant and far-reaching odor. They gather to feed on it. When the hut is black with them the Indian sets fire to the twigs on the floor and closes the apertures from the outside. The twigs j emit an aromatic smoke which kills the flies and they fall to the floor in thou sands. Then the native's wife dries them while he goes to sleep again." The First Posts. The first posts aro said to have i originated iu the regular couriers es tablished by Cyrus about 550 B. C., who erected post houses throughout the Kingdom of Persia. 'Augustus was the first to introduce this institution I among the Romans, 31 B. G, and he was imitated by Charlemagne about 800 A. D. Louis XI. was the first sovereign to establish post houses in France, owing to his eagerness for news, ami they were also the first in stitution of this nature in Europe. This was in 1470, or about 2000 years after they were started in Persia. In England in the reign of Edward IV. (1481) riders on posthorses went stages of the distance of twenty miles from each other, in order to procure the King tho earliest intelligence of the events that pussed in the course of the war that had arisen with the Scots. A proclamation was issued by Charles I.in 1031, that "whereas to this time there hath been no certain intercourse between the Kingdoms of Kngland and Scotland, tho King now commands his Postmaster of Kngland for foreign parts to settle a running post or two between Edinburgh and London, togo thither and come back again iu six days."—Chambers's Jonrual, MARKETING FARM PRODUCE 1 LOADED FARM WAGONS CARRIED TO NEW YORK ON TRAINS. l!ow the Long Inland Farmer <>rti His Truck to Town for the Early Morning Trade. "T* ONG ISLAND formers who I r* bring fresh country produce I Y to town each morning and offer it for Hale on the big west side plaza called Gansevoort Mar ket do not, as is generally supposed, drive their teams all the way in from their farms. That used to be the way in the old days, but now the farm wagons are placed upon flat cars and come in by rail. The only way by which farmers could reach their early morning cus tomers in the city a few years ago was •to drive ; but this was very inconveni ont, for the country roads were usually bad and the distances great. The morn ing market was an early one, and it waß generally necessary to start the evening before and drive all night in order to reach Gansevoort in time. From 10 to 11 o'clock every nigld the long and dusty roads reaching out from Long Island City into the great truck farming country along the North Shore were traveled by long lines of big two-horso wagons loaded with fresh country produce and driven by sleepy farm hands. It was an expen sive matter for the farmer, too, for it was necessary to have two complete outixts of horses and wagons and men. The round trip, including the market, required in most cases nearly all of the twenty-four hours. Nowadays the North Shore farmer loads his truck wagon the evening be fore and goes to bed. He gets up be fore the sky lias yet shown signs of dawn, hitches up liis horses and drives to the nearest railroad station. He tinds there an elevated platform the height of a flat car, built alongside the track. It is approached by a long in cline of slight piteli, up which his horses have no difficulty in dragging the wagon. Then he rolls over on his Beat and goes to sleep, or falls to talk ing country gossip with liis neighbor. Long before the train comes the plat form is filled with wagons, and others are waiting below. The train at length comes puffing and rumbling along and stops besido the platform. It consists of a dozen or two broad flat cars and a caboose or an old and shabby passenger car. The farm wagons are pushed aboard the flat cars, the wheels rolling in grooves which hold them in position. They are strapped fast so they won't roll off, for the wagons are run cross way on the cars. Each car carries four wagons placed side by side. When the wagon is secured the fanner takes his horses into one of the box cars and puts them in Btalls which are built in the car and plentifully strewn with straw. Finally he betakes himself to the caboose or passenger car and smokes black tobacco in a wood pipe all the way to Long Island City while he talks crops and markets to his fellow farmers. The chances are ninety-nine in a hundred that he growls the whole distance over tho bad season and low prices. Long Island City is reached and the farmer hitches up his horses again, drives on a ferryboat and finds him self in Thirty-fourth street. He then makes for Gansevoort Market at a round trot so as to get there early and secure a good place ; for at Gansevoort Market lirst come is first served in matter of position. By this time it is daylight, but the sun is only just out of bed. The big plaza is full of farm wagons from Long Island and Westchester County and New Jersey. In a short time the streets all around are choked with grocers' and butchers' wagons, and a great swarm of retail dealers call upon the farmers and buy the vegetables they require for their day's trade. It' the farmer is lucky ho is sold out by the middle of the morning. Then he drives onto Long Island City ogaiu, puts his horses and wagon on the train and comes back to Now York, if he has time, to enjoy himself after the fashion of farmers wheu they come to town, until tho afternoon hour arrives for the market train togo back into the country. At home the farmer finds that his men have gathered a supply of truck for the next day's marketing. This is loaded on the wagon at once, and the farmer goes indoorß to his ham and fried potatoes, his pipe and his feather bed.—New York Herald. Found Hoeing Profitable. As J. M. Cook, formerly of Wood land, but who is now farming on the ranch of W. M. MeGrifl", about one mile below Knights Landing, was en gaged in hoeing potatoes, fiavs the Woodland (Col.) Democrat, he un earthed a half dollar, and after a short while he uncovered another coin of likedonomination. Believing that there might bo more in the vicinity, ho aban doned all thought of potatoes and turnod bis attention to a search foi more coin. By digging to a depth of about two feet, he was rewarded by hie hoe striking somo metallic substance, and upon i;eeking the cause he found s veritable gold mine, for ki an almost compact body there lay before him four twenty-dollar gold pieces, one ten-dol lar piece and ®4.50 in Bilvcr, making the total amount of his find $95.50. Mr. Cook immediately declared the re mainder of the duy a holiday and carno to this city, feeling quito elated over his fortunate dinoovery. He informed a reportir that the entire ground on which the money was found was leas than si>; feet in extent and that none of the coins were of lster dato than 1870. Ho also announced hi* intention of resuming the search upoc his arrival nt home. The mystery ;s, how came the coins there? Terms—tl.oo in Advance; 51.25 after Three Months. SCIENTIFIC AND INDUSTRIAL. The sea contains a solution of 2,000,- 000 tone of salt. Bfick wheat cakes, according to a Berlin physician, will give heartburn. A scientist has discovered that wo men live longer than men because they talk more. In the northern hemisphere all storms revolve from right to left; in the southern hemisphere they revolve from left to T ht. Simultaneoi Meplioning and tele graphing on tht TO wire lias been successfully testeu in Germany on a line 120 miles long. Poison ivy is considered less poison ous when the sun is shining on it, while at night or in the shadow it is especially dangerous. At Selma, Ala., there is an artesian well provided with two tubes, one of which spouts pure cold water, the other warm water strongly impregnated with iron. A petrified whale, 216 feet long, has been discovered in Costa Rica in a rift between two mountain peaks some dis tance from San Jose, aud 3300 feet above the level of the sea. The world's rainfall record has been broken, with a foot or so to spare, at Crohamhurst, a small settlement on the western slope of Mont Blanc, in south east Queensland. The standard gauge at the meteorological office registered 10J, 20, 35$ and 10$ inches, respec tively, on four successive days, Brilliancy of color is obtained by placing complementary colors together and a combination of uncomplemen tary colors snbdues them. Thus, when green and red ure placed side by side each liecomes brighter, but if yellow be placed beside green it throws a blue shade on the green and the green throws a red shade on the yellow, both thus losing some of their brightness. According to a table prepared re cently by a French scientist, the aver age growth of the human species varies at different ages. During the first year lifter birth the growth is 7| inches; from 2 to 3, 45 inches; from 3 to 4, 1} inches; from 4 to 6, about 21 inches annually; from 7 to 8, 2} inches; from Bto 12, 2 inches yearly ; from 12 to 13, 1 and 8-10 inches ; from 13 to 14, 2J inches; from 15 to 16, 2 inches; from 16 to 17, nearly 2 inches. After this, although growth continues until sometimes late in the 20's, it rap idly diminishes in quantity. Professor Wiggins believes that tel egraph wires cause drouth, that the atmosphere cannot absorb moisture unless it is charged with electricity, aud that upon an <>'•!•.le spheroid like the earth the electricity will inevitably collect at the equator. In this way he explains the frequency of rains at the equator. "If, however," he says, "there be elevated spots on a split -e, electricity will collect on them. Should these spots or continents be connected by wires it might accumulate on each alternately. This has happened this year, and America has all the electric energy and Europe lias lost it; so that our continent is flooded and Europe is burned up with drouth." His conclu sion from all this is that electric wires should be buried. Curious Growth of Rn'tnu. Every one knows the pretty, light and graceful chairs and other articles of furniture made from rattan, but every one does not know that the ex tremely tough and flexible wood called rattan is that of the climbing palm tree. This curious climber, which is more ol a vine than a tree, is said by the I'hila ilelphia Times to be one of the singu lar characteristics of forest growth in the Celebes and other Malayan coun tries. Starting with a trunk a little thicker than a man's arm, it winds through the forest, now wrapping a tall tree in its fold, like some gigantic snake, and then descending again to the earth and trailing aloug in snake liko curves until it can find some othei stately tree to fasten and climb upon in its pursuit of light and air. The forest is so thick aud jungle-like that it seems impossible to follow the course of any of these serpent climbers, but | there is little doubt that at the last the successful aspirant, which stooped and cringed so long below, will, be found shooting up liko a flag-staff a L dozen feet or more above the tree which has helped it to rise. A use of rattan, which is unknown to those who who have not seen it in its native forest, is as a water carrier. The thristy traveler has at all times a tumbler of cool, refreshing water at his command by cutting off six or eight feet of rat tan and putting one of the severed ends to his mouth or holding it over a dish to catch the water. ~~ Living Over a Volcano. China is populated so thickly that hundreds of thousands of people live all the year round in house-boats. Japan is not so overcrowded as China, but it is populated so thickly that about twenty thousand persons live in the crater of Aso San, a volcano about thirty miles distant from the city of Kumamoto. "Think," says a writer in the Chicago Times, "of walking for miles among fertile farms and prosper ous villages, peering into school-house windows and sacred shrines, all within the shell of an old time crater, w hose walls rise 800 feet all about you. It gives one a queer feeling. Hot springs abound everywhere. 11l one place I saw the brick-red water utilized to turn a rice mill. The inner crater is nearly half a mile in diameter, and a steady column of roaring steam pours out of it. The last serious eruption was in 1884, when immense quantities of black ashes anil dust w ere ejected and carried by the wind as far as Kumamoto, where for three days it was so dark that artificial light had to be used." NO. 42. ALWAYS SWEEP UNDER TH E MAT. A story is told of a poor servant girl, Who onoe was moody and strange, Who asked for admission to the fold of tho church, As she had experienced a change. When asked by the pastor a reason to give For a step so important as that, She answered —''Before, sir, I slighted my work. But now I sweep underthe mat." Thore's a world of good sense In this simple reply, And well worth study and thought To those who are traveling the way that i3 liroad, Not doing the things which they ought. Be true to yourself ; do the best that you can, In business, at law. or the bat. Whatever you do, be faithful and true, And always ''sweep under the mat." —Fitz Nigel, in New York Tribune. HUMOR «"THE I»AY. Many a man is sunstruck trying to make hay while the sun shines. When a man is generous to a fault, it is never on'e of his wife's. —Chicago Inter-Ocean. People speak of the face of a note, when it's really the figure that inter ests them.—Sparks. A small boy says if time is made of days and nights, it must be striped like a circus zebra. —Puck. It is contended that there is nothing in a name, and yet about all one has is in it.—Galveston News. The man who strikes for shorter hours is always willing to except tho one allowed for dinner. Puck. Independence is the inclination to mind one's own business, combined with the ability to do so. —Pnck. A great deal of repentance nowadays is done in broadcloth and ashes of roses, instead of sackcloth and ashes. —Texas Sittings. No girl's musical education is con sidered complete these days until she can sing as if she were having her teeth pulled.—Atchison Globe. A correspondent wants to know if it is "the correct thing to eat shad with a fork only." It would be safer to eat it with a sieve.—Statesman. The chappie of to-day is the old fashioned dude dipped in a little de pravity. Jle has just brains enough to be a nuisance.—Texas Sittings. She—"How do you suppose the apes crack the hard shells of the nuts they pick." He—"With a monkey wrench, of course."—American Hebrew. Alas for the story of gloom That chases a chill through tho blood ; Ue starts with a wonderful boom And concludes with a sickening thud. —Washington Star. Tho peck of trouble we hear so much about, if handled properly, could be easily gotten into a quart measure without knocking the bottom out. —• Puck. Struckile—"l am beginning to think that one's ancestors are important." Miss Mcßean "Yes, they come under the head, 'lmportant, if true.'"— Vogue. No matter how finely tho display window of a store may be fitted up, the pretty young lady clerk will always prove a counter-attraction. —Rochester Democrat. You have all seen the little tliimble sized after dinner coffee cups, that are so awkward to handle ; well, that's the size of most men's cup of joy.—Atchi son Globe. Johnny—"Mamma, can't you tell me a new fairy story ?" Mrs. Braggs—"l don't know any, Johnny. Maybe your father w ill tell me some when he comes in to-night."—Bulletin. "Here, mamma, is the clock-key. Will that do?" "Do for what?" "Why, for you. I heard you saying a while ago that you were all run' down. "--Rochester Democrat. Little slots for nickels. Open-mouthed hut dumb, v Gives the jawious schoolgirl Wads of chewing-gum. Detroit Free Tress. A woman will face a frowning world and cling to the man she loves through the most bitter adversity; but she wouldn't wear a bonnet that was out of fashion to save tho Government.— Tit-Bits. Husband—"Can't 1 help you pack that trunk?" Experienced Wife— "Yes, you can help me immensely by going straight in town to your office and leaving me to pack it as I sec lit." —Somerville Journal. "Is Sir Robert Paulton a very tiny man, mamma?" inquired little Maud earnestly. "No, my dear, not very. Why do you ask?" "Because father says he's to sit on your right hand at dinner to-night."—Funny Folks. "Boys," said the teacher, "we mint all work in this world. Did any of you ever get something for nothing?" "Yes," replied every boy in the room, "What?'" asked the teacher in surprise. "A lickin'," was the reply.—New York Tribune. ''You understand, Betty," said tho mistress, "that we are to mpve out of this house the first of next month?" "Yes'm," answered Betty. "I'vebeen sweepin' all the dirt into the registers for the past three weeks."—Chicago Tribune. Hicks—"Look atGaddings! Ho hag sat listening to Miss Pedalpounder play that piano for over an hour. 1 though* you told me that Gaddings wasn't fond of music." Wicks—"He isn't. But he's just daft on athletics."--Boston Transcript. "No, sir," said the milkman. "I am not going to ha'-e the sin on my liend of injuring any one by giving impure milk. I have had the water in my well analyzed and it is had. Tho well wants to be cleaned out, the analyst says, and I'm going to have it cleaned out, nnd don't yon forget it."—Boston Courier,
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