SULLIVAN 4M& REPUBLICAN.
W. M. CHENEY. Publisher.
VOL. XII.
In the cholera plagues since 1848
the death rate has been tolerably uni
form, nbout forty per cent, of tho
cases terminating fatally.
The New Hampshire Experiment
Farm finds that milk from the best
cows costs 1 A cents a quart ; from their
poorest, 4J cents, as it Costs just as
much to feed the smaller producer.
Tt is estimated that an average of
more than 20(H) vessels and 12,000
lives are lost in the various seas ami
oceans every year, the value of ships
and cargoes being roughly averaged
at $100,000,000.
The most unique bequest Yale has
ever received has just been recorded
by the will of Minot Booth, an eccen
tric citizen of Monroe, Conn. It con
sists of several large quarries which,
though of great practical value for
building purposes, Mr. Booth lias be
queathed for geological purposes, hav
ing always believed they would be in
valuable for scientific research.
Englishmen, Irishmen and colored
men are the usual employes about
stables in New York, though elsewhere
Italians have come to be employed at
all sorts of unskilled manual labor.
The fact is, explains the New York
York Sun, that Englishmen are bred
to the care of horses. Irishmen hove a
curious sympathy for the brutes, and
colored men enjoy the cosy warmth
of stables in winter time.
Nicaragua has enacted laws that
bears very hard on the alien, notes the
San Francisco Examiner. The under
lying idea seems to be to have tho
alien fnrnish the money for a govern
ment devoted mostly to his own op
pression. When Nicaragua shall hove
acquired the largest standing army in
the world and the largest navy it may
be able to execute these laws. In the
meantime much satisfaction may be
derived from contemplating the fact
that such august enactments adorn
and glorify the statute books.
The production of cotton is rapidly
increasing in quantity in the transcas
pian provinces of Russia. Lust year
as many as 72,565 tons of raw cotton
were transported across the Caspian to
Batoum and Poti. After reshipment
at these places the cotton was con
veyed to Odessa and Sebastopol, and
thence to the weaving mills at Lodz,
Warsaw and those in the Moscow dis
trict. Tt being cheaper than either
American or Egyptian cotton, which
pays a very heavy import duty, it may
be, suggests the Chicago Herald, that
in a few years, when the cotton crop
of the transcaspian provinces will suf
fice to fnrnish the raw material re
quired by the Russian mills, American
and Egyptian cotton will cease to be
bought in Russia.
Various cities in Germany lmve es
tablished municipal eating houses as a
means for minimizing begging and to
relieve the worthy poor of the neces
sity of accepting food given in charity.
Our Consul at Chemnitz, .Tanr.es C.
Monaghan, in a report to the State De
partment, gives a most favorable ac
count. of an institution of this kind iu
that city, as tin'result of a visit. "The
food is substantial," he declares. "To
a hard-working man with appetite
sharpened by exercise, the dinner is
excellent. The meats, vegetables, etc.,
are properly cleaned and prepared be
fore they are cooked. Everything is
kept clean, and smells sweet and whole
some. The people, who look hearty,
gather iu large rooms on benches
placed by lotig tables. Besides the
dinner, the midday meal, supper iii
served to those who wish it." From
the lint of the food given, observes tho
Boston Herald, it appears to Vie sub
stantial ami excellent in kind and
variety, and that the institution is ap
preciated is evidenced by the fact that
last year 435,360 dinners were sold-
The food is sold by the portion, and
an ample dinner never costs more than
ten cents. The establishment is so
practically managed that it yield#
something of a profit to the city: tho
expenditures Inst year were $15,557.28,
and tho receipts were $17,501.68, leav
ing a balance of $1944.40. At oui
municipal lodging house here in Bos
ton. meals and lodging are paid for in
work. Our custom of giving out free
soup at the police stations through the
winter has littlo to commend it. Tt is
demoralizing and encourages vagrancy
nd pauperism. The bounty often goes
j unworthy recipients, and instances
ave been related of keepers of cheap
lonrding houses obtaining supplies for
heir tables regularly in this way. On
the other hand, many who may really
iced the food are too sensitive to re
ceive it in charity. It would bo much
better to sell the soup at cost, together
? with bread und perhaps other simple
iiiui'lt of food.
JYJF
Let this day see all wrongs forgiven.
Let peace sit crowned in every heart,
Let bitter words be left unsaid,
Let each one take his brother's part ;
Let sad lips learn to smile—
A day is such a little while!
Of all the days, this is the shortest!
Let rich and poor together meet.
While words of kindness fill the air.
Let love spread roses in the way,
Though winter reigneth overvwhere.
Let us know naught of eraft or guile,
A dny is such a little while !
Of all days, this is the shortest!
Let us help each with loving care,
Our brother on the way to heaven.
Let's lay aside all selfishness,
Let pride from every heart bo driven,
Lot Christmas Day bring many a smile.
A day is such a little while !
Of all days, this is tiieshortest!
SALLY JACKSON'S fiRIT.
A CHRISTMAS STORY.
■ observed old Corn
S 'Jackson to liis
MR' wife as he stood
' n ' h'' back door
of his big log
A farmhouse gazing
upward. " 'Most
W ' H ' J Sally hadn't
started to school:
of I ain't mistaken
we're due to hev a
tirst-classblizzttrd.
* m sorr y them
Christmas exer
eises wun't held a
day or two sooner.
Joe'll hev a fit
v* ef Sally's missin'
when he gels here."
"Oh. stop your nonsense, Caleb,"
returned his wife, with some asperity,
iu which, however, a trace of anxiety
was discernible. "Sally's no fool;
she's been caught out in bad weather
before this and knows enough to make
herself and the youngsters comfortable
if the worst comes to the worst. One
nd think the school house was fifty
miles across the prairie 'stead of on'y
five. Do bo sensible."
Sally Jackson, their nineteen-year
old daughter, taught a district school
in Lyons township, for which the com
missioners of Minnehaha county al
lowed her the sum of thirty dollar a
month. Her father cultivated 640
acres of Dakota prairie land, and it
was his success in raising corn that
had earned for him tho sobriquet of
"Corn" Jackson among his neighbors.
Both he and his wife were pioneer set•
ilers in the county where they were
highly respected, the popularity of
their home with the young men being
greatly enhanced by the presence of
their vivacious daughter, whose charms
few could resist.
But Joe Chalmers, a sturdy young
settler living at the farther end of the
county, was generally understood to
be the most favored of Sally's admir
ers, his good looks, abundance of
mother wit and genial disposition al
ways insuring him a pleasant recep
tion. Perhaps the fact that he held a
patent from Uncle Sam for half a sec
tion of good land, on which a neat
frame house had given place to the
original log shack, may have added to
his popularity with the old folks,
whose warm welcome when he called
and cordial invitation to "drop in
often" when he rode away were never
theless quite sincere.
There was to be a real old fashioned
New England dinner at Corn Jack
son's homestead Christmas day, ami as
Joe's claim lay thirty miles away,
across the prairie trail, he had ar
ranged with Sally's parents to drive
over Christmas eve and occupy their
guest chamber.
•Toe had been mentally laying great
plans for the proper spending of that
Christum* eve ever since he received
his invitation. He wisely figured that
Sally would be kept busy Christmas
•lay, first in helping her mother and
later in entertaining the company, of
whom tli re wore to he several aunts
and uncles, together with stindrx
in phews and nieces, who were sure to
appropriate all Aunt Sally's atten
tions.
As they would not arrive until
Christmas morning ,loe had deter
mined to do hi«.share of monopoliz
ing the night previous, and to ask
Sally to be his wife was the central
pivot of his plans. He was fully sat
isfied that she was the only girl that
could make him truly happy for life,
and now that lie had thoroughly set
tled this proposition in bin own mind
lie was feverishly anxious to receive
Sally answei That he WHS not in
different Li her h< felt sure, but
whether • lie liked him well enough to
bt his wife was another matter. Joe
LAPORTE, PA., FRIDAY, DECEMBER 22, 1893.
was not ft self-satisfied young man, and
realized that women are complex crea
tures, often loving where none sus
pect and disliking where the exact re
verse might reasonably be counted
upon. Hence his perturbed feelings.
He was aware that the Christmas ex
ercises at Sally's school were to beheld
the Friday afternoon preceding Christ
mas, and by starting early ho hoped
to reach the schoolhouse in time to
take Sally home in his sleigh, a
heavy snowfall the day previous hav
ing spread a thick white mantle over
the frozen ground. Like his prospec
tive father-in-law, he, too, had taken
observations of the weather after get
ting -well under way, and had mentally
decided that trouble was brewing.
Hut a Dakotian en route to his lady
love is not to be balked by the bitter
est blizzard that ever blew, and if Joe
entertained any qualms they wore on
Sully'h account; certainly not on his
own.
Sally usually rode to school on a lit
tle white pony, but that morning a
neighbor had driven over in his bobsled
with one of her pupils, promising to
call at the school for them on his re
turn from town. This arrangement
had not disturbed Sally's tranquility
in the least, for she had an intuition
that Joe would be along before the ex
ercises were finished, and if he should
ask her to ride home with him she
would—well, she would offer no ob
tions.
The school home was in the center of
a district that was not very thickly set
tled. The people were few in number
and the nearest farmhouse was two
miles away, but Sally's scholars had
the true Dakota contempt for dis
tances, and a two or even four mile
tramp across the prairie twice a day
was of little moment to their sturdy
physiques. They wore sure of a warm
room on arrival, for in the back yard
was a whole cord of sawed wood,
brought from the river bottom, which
Sally used iu the big stove without
stinting.
The exercises were partially over in
the little schoolroom when the teacher
became aware of an atmospheric change
that caused her heart to beat like a
triphammer, for a ten years' resilience
in the prairie country had made her
an adept in reading weather signs.
She had seen that queer liaze in the
sky before and experienced that same
palpitation in the atmosphere which
she had once likened to nature trem
bling at tlie fear of impending disaster.
The wind shrieked uncannily down the
chimney, the windows rattled in their
casements und the door shook so vio
lently that a chair had to be propped
against it to meet the resistance.
Still the girl had no thought of cur
tailing the exercises, but rather of
prolonging them, for, with a wisdom
beyond her years, she leaped to the
conclusion that the children must not
be allowed to venture out in the face
of the storm that was almost upon
them. Lighting the lumps, s process
that was rendered necessary by the
leaden skies, she sent one of the boys
outside to close the wooden shutters
and another to bring 111 afresh supply
of wood.
Uefore the last recitation had been
delivered and the dozen scholars had
marched round the room with tiny
American flags upheld, singing mean
time s patriotic air, the storm burst
in all its fury. Some of the little
girls, alarmed at the violence of the
elements, began to whimper, and
Sally, to quiet them, told a Christmas
story, which was having the desired
effect when the chair at the door sud
denly gave way and the latter, with a
loud bang, flew open, admitting an icy
blast, followed by a furious gust of
tine snow, causing ♦lie more timid ones
to shriek with fright.
Sally jumped forward to close the
door and found it an effort which re
quired her entire strength. This time
she turned the key in the look and had
two of the boys drag a bench lorwurd
as an additional brace. Then she re
turned to the task of entertaining her
scholars.
It was customary for the children to
eat their dinners at school, which
ordinarily was not dismissed until
three o'clock, but on this day the ex
ercises were to occupy the forenoon
only, permitting the pupils to return
home in time for dinner. Consequently
none of the youngsters had been pro
vided with food, and all the school
could muster was a sandwich and two
butter biscuits which Sally had placed
in her bag expecting to eat on the way
home.
These edibles she carefully divided
among her scholars in equal propor
tions, and by pretending she had re
served some for herself let them eat
without suffering any compunctions
on teacher's account. It made a sorry
meal for ten or twelve hungry boys
and girls, but it was better than noth
ing.
Some of the older boys at first in
sisted upon starting home, but after
witnessing the gale that dashed past
the door when it blew open, they were
glad to join the circle with the rest
around the stove, near which all
huddled for warmth. The cold was
intense. A pitcher of water that
stood on Sally's desk, twenty feet
from the tire, froze solid and had to
be thawed out back of the stove when
one of the children called for a drink.
So fierce was the draught that the
thick chunks of wood were quickly
reduced to ashes in the fire, and by
three o'clock the supply was so nearly
exhausted that it was evident that
more must be obtained or all would
freeze to death.
Although the woodpile lay within
thirty feet of the schoolhouse there
was great risk in venturing out to it.
In that fearful blizzard, where it was
impossible to see five feet in any direc-
tion, to make a false step meant cer
tain death, and this Sally well knew.
Often she had heard her father tell of
settlers losing their way iu going from
the house to the barn during the
progress of a blizzard and of be'ng
found frozen in the snow within 'y
yards of tlicir home after the 1
was over. Experiences sueli us tn.se
crowded thickly on the girl's memory
and resulted in anything but pleasant
sensations.
But Sally never shirked her duty
and now bravely prepared to accom
plish the dangerous feat. Knotting
together some pieces of string used by
the boys in playing "horse," she made
a rope long enough to reach from the
side window to tho woodpile. One
end of this she tied to the arm of the
biggest boy in the room, then unfast
ening the shutter she instructed him
to raise the window and pass the rope
out to her when she tapped on the
casement.
Wrapping herself in her thick ulster
she pulled tho hood over her head,
cautioned the frightened children not
to stir on any account until her return
and then, opening tho door, plunged
forward in the snow, now almost waist
deep.
Ugh ! How the cruel, icy blast hun
grily leaped to inclose her in its deadly
embrace. Fine particles ol snow dashed
into her eyes and in a few seconds
formed in a solid lump, completely
blinding her. But the brave girl hail
no intention of turning back. Closely
hugging the side of the building she
cautiously felt her way until she
reached the further window on which
slio rapped sharply with a stick.
' Unable to see on account of the
frozen snow glued to her eyeballs,
Sally shouted to the boy to lean out
aud place the loop in her hand. Slip
ping it over her left arm she then
abuudoned the shelter afforded bv the
building and boldly dashed into the
open in the direction of the woodpile.
An accurate knowledge of its loca
tion led lier straight t<> the fuel and,
quickly gathering an armful of the
sticks, she jerked at the hue until she
felt it tighten, when, guided by it, she ;
staggered back to the window through j
which she passed her precious load,
piece by piece. Four times Sally m-de !
this hazardous journey before her i
strength gave way. Then, trembling
and exhausted, she crept along the ■
building to the front door and stum- |
bling inside fell an inert mass upon j
the door.
"Teacher's dead! teacher's dead !"
screamed one of the little girls, where- '
at there was n general outcry which
had the effect of arousing Sally sufli- 1
ciently to reassure the children. Two j
of the biggest boys helped her to a J
chair near the stove, where, after rest- j
ing a few minutes, the frozen snow be- j
gan to dissolve and for the first time
since leaving the building she could
open her eyes.
Four, 5, 6 o'clock came and passed
without any cessation to the raging
blizzard. To entertain her charges |
Sally had recounted every story she
knew and had invented all sorts of
games for their amusement, but now
their hunger asserted itself and they
refused to be pacified.
To add to her distress the supply of j
oil in the lamps gave out, plunging
the room into utter darkness save for
a thin gleani of light that forced its j
way through u crack in the door of the
stove. Prior to this misfortune Sally |
had made the children spread their
outer wraps on the floor around the j
fire, on which she bade them lie down, !
then taking the youngest girl in lier
urms she sat in her swivel chair and
in her sweet contralto voice soothed i
them with simple melodies until the j
tired, hungry young ones forgot their I
sorrows in sleep.
Brave little woman ! A dozen lives |
depending on her fortitude and good
sense, she had managed so far to pre- :
serve her charges from harm, but she
dreaded the morning, when, awakened
from their slumbers, their rebellious
stomachs would crave nourishment. 1
Her only hope lay iu the storm abat
ing, when help would surely arrive, i
for she realized how great must be the 1
anxiety of the parents for tho safety
of their children.
Relieved of the necessity of enter
taining her sclndars, Sally's thoughts
reverted to Joe, and the girl wondered
if he were safe from the storm. After
settling this problem satisfactorily in
her own mind she began a series of in
ward self-questioning something after
this fashion:
Did she like him? Yes ; she felt sure
of that. Better than anybody else?
Than Jim C'arleton, for instance, or
Dick Staples? Yes, better than either
of those two. Did he like her? She
knew he did i><- love h«r? She !
closed her eyes, let her lips rest upon
the curly locks of the sleeping child in
her lap, while a blushing smile stole
across her face. Did she love him?
Love! What was that? To leave
home, father, mother, and give her
self entirely and unreservedly to him.
Ah! she did not know; she could not
tell; the question was too hard to an
swer.
At that moment Sally heard the
whinny of a horse and the next instant
came a voice from the storm calling in
unmistakable accents, "Sally! Sally!
let me in, let me in !"
Did she love him? Like a flash the
problem was solved. She knew by the
glad leap of her pulses, the yearning
of heart, the outpouring of her whole
being to the man whose voice she heard
that she would willingly go with him
anywhere he beckoned—to the end of i
the world if necessary.
Placing the sleeping child on the
floor she felt her way to the door, aud
the next minute was folded in the arms
of her lover.
"O, Joe, Jear Joe," she sobbed,
"I'm so glad you came. I knew you
would."
"My darling, my darling," was hit'
response as he drew her to his breast
and kissed her upturned lips, "then |
you do love me?"
"Better than life," she whispered as j
she led his snowy figure toward the
stove; "but you must be nearly!
frozen?"
"I was pretty cold, that's a fact," ,
returned Joe, "but not now. I have
forgotten everything else but you."
Fortunately for the sehoolnia'am the
room was dark, or the children, some
of whom had awakened, might \ >ve
told a queer story about Miss j
ing hugged by a big man in a buffalo j
overcoat wearing green goggles. But I
they saw nothing and Sally was too
overjoyed to think of repressing lier I
lover's ardor.
The first transports over, Joe told j
his story. The blizzard had caught
him just as he reached the nearest !
farmhouse, two miles from the school.
Here he was compelled to remain all
that terrible afternoon and evening,
in an agony of doubt and fear, within i
miles two of Sally, yet utterly unable j
to render lier any assistance. At the j
suspicion of a break in the gale he i
ha<l thrown a blanket over his horse,
placed a basket of provisions in his
sleigh, furnished by the farmer's
thoughtful wife, anil disregauling all
warnings started across the prairie |
to the schoolhouse, which he reached j
mainly owing to the sagacity of the
horse he drove.
The storm was still raging, but the \
worst was over. By midnight the
stars were out, the air was stilled, the
temperature had risen and only the
deep, billowy snow remained to tell of
the battle of tlie elements. But long
before that hour Sally had aroused all
the children and supplied each with a
generous portion of the good things
brought by her lover. There was
plenty for everybody, ami by the light
of Joe's lantern Sally and the young
sters had such a feast that shortly j
made all feel very nappy.
With the abatement of the storm
the parents of the children began to
arrive and by 1 o'clock in the morning j
the last load had driven away, a fer
vent "God bless you. Miss Sally, and
a very merry Christinas, cooking from
Terms—Sl.oo in Advance ; 81.25 after Three Months.
the depths of eao'.i ijeart as the grate
ful parents realized how much they
owed to the brave little schoolteacher.
And Sally? Was it not a merry,
happy Christmas for her? As Joe
lifted her into his sleigh and tucked
the big, white wolf-robe around her
she leaned forward und whispered:
"O, Joe, dear, I am so, so happy !"
And the New Euglnml dinner was a
success after nil, despite tho anxious
hours passed by old Corn Jackson and
his wife. As for Joe, ho was the life
of the party. Ho let the youngsters
hug and kiss Aunt Sally all they pleased
without suffering one pang of jealousy.
But every little while he slipped out
in the linll when Sally was absent and
made even by sundry hugs and kisses
that, brought the girl back into the
parlor with burning cheeks and frowzly
hair.
Really, I believe there never was a
happier Christmas day than the one
succeeding the big blizzard in Dakota.
—Chicago Herald.
Christmas in Many Lands.
The Christmas season finds its ex
pression among us in a variety of ways.
The fare of old England—-the boar's
head spiced and garlanded, the pea
cock garnished with its own feathers—
has been replaced by the turkey and
the goose.
But the evergreen of the season and
the Christmas carol are of older date.
Wo may trace their ancestry to the
"Saturnalia" of the Roman. The early
church saw danger to its converts in
these practices and prohibited the
green boughs, but later the prohibi
tion was withdrawn and the custom
was incorporated into the canons of
the church. But these acts of natural
religion were brought to us by our
Saxon forefathers and are remnants of
the worship of their heathen gods.
In the Italy of to-day the celebra
tion of Christmas is not unlike our
own. The week preceding is a week
of fast or fish days. Christinas Eve
ushers iu tho great festival. Then as-
tho children and friends to
partake of a sumptuous supper, after
which a curtain is withdrawn, and
shows tho table of gifts wrapped in
paper. The "Urn of Fate" is brought
into use. Each person draws in turn,
anil the presents are distributed as de
termined by the oracle. Exchangee
of gifts are made until each person is
satisfied.
In Oermuny, tha Christmas tree is
the special oare of the housewife, who
sees that the members of her house
hold are represented, from the least to
the greatest. Tho social gatherings
are held on New -dear's Eve. The bells
of the city ring in the new year, fol
lowed by a burst of congratulation
from all present, with the greeting
Prosit, Neil Jahr.
Christmas morning in Norway sees
the roads crowed with sledges. A sim
ple service in the churches is followed
by an early dinner given to relatives
and friends previously invited. Ten
is served at 7 o'clock, after which
strolling pantomimic performers are
admitted. These are rewarded by
sweetmeats und a little money. The
men smoke while tho women talk;
finally the sledges carry the guests
home over tho snow in the bright
moonlight.
In England the theatres are turned
into pleasure grounds for the children.
The nursery rhymes and the popular
fairy tales are acted, amidst unre
strained applause from a highly appre
ciative audience. Tho elders are also
entertained by witty jokes and touches
ou the politics and leading topics of
the day. Children aro the principal
actors in these pantomimes, and ar
often tho bread winners at a soase
when work is so scarce in England.
Christmas is no longer looked up.
as a time of riot and carousal. It is
now universally recognized as the
feast of all children because of the
holy child. In our own country gift
giving is no doubt the prominent fea
ture. Many regret tho custom, say
ing that it eugenders hypocrisy and
selfishness. Our lives, they think,
would bo more spontaneously gener
ous if no day was set apart for gift
giving. Let us therefore look to it
lest we lose the spirit of Christinas, of
which the gift is the mere expression
for "Peace on earth aud good will to
wards men."
Tlte Policeman's Mistake.
J#-
"Excuse me, Santa, I thought you
were a burglar."
Christinas.
Oh ' Christmas, merry Ohristmm—
it really come again,
With its memories and greeting.
With its Joy and with its pain?
Oh! Christmts. merry I'hristmas,
'TIs not so very long
Since other voices blende I
111 tile enrol and (he song.
_ 112 woeould but hoar them singings
As they tire singing now '
If we could but ■ -ettie shining
(If tin rown <>n each dear brow,
There woul t be ft" sigh to smother,
No ludduu tear to flow.
NO. 11.
A MAN MISJUDGED.
The world goes by. anil fancies ho is cold.
Self-wrapt ill coils of egotistic thought-
Fettered with links of subtle cobweb,
wrought
By selrtsh meditation. Men have told
Each other laughingly that once he sold
Hist heart for love of knowledge—that 11
bought
A calm content (so oft and vainly sought)
By breaking every dear affection's hold.
They read him lightly ; he has never known
The loose emotions that can weep at will.
The void that m#kes each passing wind its
own ,
Yet in his breast are cavorns hard to fill-
Not to be fathomed by the careless stone
Of those that cast to show their petty
skill.
Hu is of alien character to theirs
Who brand him with their foolish, worth
less scorn;
His careless seeming is a vesture worn
To hide the troubled front of many cares ,
Beneath the cloak of callousness ho bears
A beating heart. With sorrow often torn ;
Ho has a burden heavy to bo borne
Of love and sympathy; his thoughts are
pray'rs.
When most ho seems unheelfulhe is sad
For that vast trouble which is life's below-
Longing to tench the tearful to be glad,
The helpless hopeful—wearying to know
What food for famished spirits may be had,
What solace for the mass of human woe.
—Arthur C. Salmon, in Temple Bur.
HUMOR OF THE DAY.
Man's a fool and Cupid can prove it.
Galveston News.
Every dog has its time, especially
the watch-dog.—Statesman.
Apropos of college colors, the favor
ite seems to ho yeller.—Philadelphia
Record.
Football players might rightly be
classed as chronic kickers.—Hartford
Journal.
"This is a still hunt," said the man
who was looking for moonshiners.—
Union County Standard.
It is a trying ordeal to be drawn on
a jury and quartered in a fourth-rate
hotel. —Boston Transcript.
Sewing schools are not a bad idea.
Girls generally are not too much stuck
on the neadle.—Philadelphia Times.
A man is very much liken razor, be
cause you can't tell how sharp he can
be until he is completely strapped.—
Siftings.
Jillson says that the man who is hab
itually non-committal has no business
on a police court bench.—Buffalo
Courier.
He—"What do you think of crema
tion? Do you believe in it?" She —
"No; I think it is a burning shame."
—Rochester Democrat.
This question every man must face
As he looks his flannels throughi
•'Must I purchase a new stock,
Or can I make these do?"
—Dnnsville (.N. Y.) Breeze.
There is a great deal of truth in tho
sayiug that politics makes strange bed
fellows. Ballots of all parties lie to
gether in the ballot box. —Harrisburg
Patriot.
No marriage engagement should be
more than six months long; the most
ardent lover gets tired of living up to
his girl's ideal any longer than that.
Atchison Globe.
Mrs. Wickwire —"Just think—" Mr.
Wiekwire—"Guess I'll have to.l
never get a chance to do anything else
when yon have started into talk."—
Indianapolis Journal.
Fin de Siecle Young Ladies: Fond
Mother—' 'My daughters have received
loroughly practical education ; each
hem is capable of making work for
i servants." —Fliegende Blatter,
je's delicate, she s tender, often times ol
frail physique,
Jhe is dove-like,shois gontle,she is mildand
she is meek.
She is modest and retiring, but somehow sho
finds her way
Through the crowd to reach the counter ou
a bargain day.
—New York Press.
"Sakes alive," said grandma, "what
will they think of next? Here's an
advertisement in the paper 'Watches
Reduced.' I ain't got any watches
that's too big, but if they would re
duce our big clock about one-half, I
think I'd like it better."—-Dnnsville
(N. Y.) Breeze.
"What is the matter with Dickie
Van Wibbles? I saw him in the gym
nasium just now going through the
most horrible facial contortions."
'"Oh, that's all right. Dickie is de
veloping his facial muscles, so as to
get a good grip on his monocle." —
Washington Star.
"See here," exclaimed the red
headed woman in wrath, "it you ain't
out of thin yard in ten minutes I de
clare I'll run this umbrella down your
throat and open it." "There ain't a
bit o' use of that, mum," responded
Dismal Dawson ; "anybody that's as
dry inside as I am ain't lieediu' no
umbrella inliun." Indianiipolis.loiir
nnl.
Wolves in Maine.
It has been long since any wolves
were reported in Maine, but the latest
news is that a few have got across the
border. Word comes from Spencer
Pond that one was shot near there the
other day. A woman at a camp about
twelve miles from Spencer having ven
tured some distance from the camp
was chased by a wolf clear up to her
own door, and believes she heard two
or three more of the beasts tot far be
hind. On her arrival « man »t the
camp snatched a gun, rushed out and
shot the beast before he ha 1 time to
retreat to the woods. -Lewiston Jour
ual.
Tiie Tree as a Compass.
The points of the compass can b»
told from trees bv the following simple
observations: The side of tlie trees
on which the most of the moss is found
is the north. If the tree is exposed
to tho sun the heaviest H!ld longest
liii)bn will lit: on the nouth side.