SULLIVAN JHHA REPUBLICAN. W. M. CHENEY, Publisher. VOL. XII. China is furnishing a chain of forts ((long her seacoast with Krupp guas. F. C. Selous, tho celebrated African hunter, says tho flesh of the lion is capital eating, lion pie being almost as good as veal pasty and quite as white. England is to have no poet laureate, not, at least, until one arises of suffi cient distinction to bo worthy to suc ceed Wordsworth and Tennyson. Gladstone thinks that thore is no such man iu England at the present time. Tho British training squadron, which consists of four training cruis ers, and in which about 1200 young officers and seamen have annually been trained in the management of vessels under sail, is to be abolished. The Admiralty evidently assumes that it is unnecessary to teach an art which, in these days of steam war ships, might never be practiced. Mrs. Eliza Archard Connor's sermon to young women, which won the prize among more than 1000 submitted, was elaborated under the following heads: "Do some useful work, and do it with enthusiasm. Lay up some money. Be sincere. Bo helpful to others. Be neat. Stand by your own sex. Up hold forevermore tho purity, dignity and worth of womankind." M. Martin Conway, who is lecturing at the Boyal Institution in London on his recent exploration in the Hima layas, has traversed more ground iu those perilous regions than any other explorer. Although his journeyings thore have covered over 3000 miles, he says that tho section of country which he explored compared with the mountainous region that has not yet been touched is as the size of a post age stamp to that of a large quarto page. __________ Authorship aud book publishing are in a bad way iu France, according to a number of experts who have been figuring on the situation. It is said by M. Albert Cim, and corroborated by other experts, that there are scarcely six novelists in France who can count on receiving equal to or above 10,000 francs a year for their literary work An examination of the books of a prominent publisher of Paris showed that two-thirds of the acconnts opened for works of fiction, verse, travel, domestic economy and military science showed considerable losses. A volume of reasons are offered in ex planation of the situation, but the facts are admitted." Development of the coal beds in Western Texas promises, according to the St. Louis Bepublie, to add very materially to the wealth of that por tion of the State. Fuel is very scarce at present in the surrounding coun try, but that is because of the lack of roadways from the coal fields. The best road thero until recently was a burro path. A wagon road was finished last year and a railroad is now being built. It is to connect with the Texas and Pacific at Van Horn and the Southern Pacific at Haskell. Tho State Geologist of Texas has just made his report on the coal in Presidio County : "On account of its quality and extent as well as from its location in a region otherwise practically desti tute of fuel, this deposit of coal must prove,"he says,"to be a prominent factor in the development of the west em portion of the State." Western Texas is to be congratulated on the prospects, as are also the gentlemen of St. Joseph, Mo., who recently in vested in some 136,000 acres of land in Presidio County. In the effort to prevent the supply ing of firearms to natives of the Pacific islands regulations have just been made by the British High Commis sioner for the Western Pacific pro hibiting British vessels from carrying more than one rifle and one pistol for each member of the crew and each bona fide passenger not a native. It has also been made an offense, punish able by fine and imprisonment, for any person to supply firearms, ammuni tion, explosives or intoxicating liquors to the natives of any of the Pacific islands under British control or protection. Unscrupulous traders have recently supplied the natives of several of these islauds with Win chester rifles and ammunition, with the result that the natives so armed have made raids on neighboring islands and slaughtered the inhabitants. A British war vessel on a recent tour of the islands found that a party of these armed marauders, notorious cannibals, had visited a near-by island and butchered the inhabitants of o largo village, leaving every evidence of sub sequent horribly cannibalistic prae cipes. THE FLOWER OF SORROW. Summer comes and summer noes, But all months of all years There it falling of tears : Hummer comee and summer goes, All hours are grief's, and the sower sows : To-day and to-morrow The Flower of Borrow Buds and blows. —John Vance Cheney, in Century Magazine. AUNT TABBY'S UMBRELLA. " " WO of the throe Fosdiek girls as fpired to wealth and social position. They claimed a few rich relatives, who visited them occasionally and raved over the "lovely fields" and "darling cows." but nevertheless would have suf fered the pangs of W hunger bofore they would have made an effort to till these same fields or soil their dainty hands by milking a cow. Among the country relatives was Aunt. Tabitha Simonds. She began life with a little amount of property, and had been known to have been very economical for many years. She was a very peculiar woman, but received due courtesy at the hands of some mem bers of the family on account of "what Aunt Tabby might possibly do for them." The shrewd old lady intuitively gauged these courtesies and knew just where to draw the line, where true deference should manifest itself. The Fosdicks were a family of six, father, mother, son and three daugh ters. Celinaa, Clara and Marie were the daughters, but were unlike in char acter and personal appearance. Ce linda was the acknowledged beauty of the family. Clara considered herself of the most importance in literary matters, and Marie, the youngest, a plain, sensible, good little daughter, who made everybody happy. Just now all were busily discussing a letter just received. It was Celinda who spoke first. "Of all things ! That Aunt Tabby should thrust herself upon us this sum mer ! And we might just as well have had some guest from the city who would have returned the hospitality for me next winter. And no knowing whether we shall make anything out of her." "Celinda, I'm ashamed of you. Why need you be so mercenary ?" exclaimed iier father, reprovingly. Celinda scowled. "I'm sure Aunt Tabby is meraen nrv," she said, in a complaining tone. "If she would aver do anything for us or make us presents it would be differ ent, but she just scrimps all the time aud allows us to scrimp, too." Celinda tossed her head fretfully. "And I'm sure she has no regard for the poetry of life," simpered Clara. "Maybe Aunt Tabby doesn't care for the poetry in books, but she cares for another word that begins with p and that is 'practicalshe takes right hold to help with the housekeeping," said the tired, overworked Mrs. Fosdiek. "Yes, indeed! I don't know what we would have done that hard summer without her," said Marie, with a grate ful remembrance of Aunt Tabby's will ing aud ready hands. "We ought to have souls above such drudgery," exclaimed Clara, rolling her eyes towards tho ceiling. "Well, Clara, I can tell you one thing," interposed Mr. Fosdiek. "Books are all right enough in their places. Folks ought to have plenty of 'em and know what is in 'em, too— which is more than half of 'em can say who have a big library. All the same, I guess if it wasn't for this same drudg ?ry as you call it, you wouldn't be quite as comfortable as you are." There was a little silence while Mr. Fosdiek drank his tea and then con tinued : "You like pie and cake well enough, but you don't want togo into the kitchen to help make 'em. Seems to me you might help mother and Marie a little more." "Ma says I bother her," replied Clara, in an apologetic tone. "That's because you ain't teachable, like Marie. She had to learn." "It's no use of fussing, girls," said Mrs. Fosdiek. "Even if Aunt Tabby is old and sometimes queer and cross, I think we can manage." "She needn't be so queer," said Ce linda. "She is just as she was made, if she is my sister, and we've got to make the best of it," said Mrs. Fosdiek, rising wearily from the table. Abner Mason, sitting in the kitchen, had heard all this conversation. Ho compared tho fretful, complaining voice of Celinda to Clara's drawling tones, and again with the cheerful, practical words of the pleasant Marie. Abner was something more than a farmer's hand. He possessed a fine physique aud fair education, broadened by a course of good reading. He wanted to know how to run a farm. He had views of a time when he might own a farm of his own and he wanted to learn how to utilize every acre. He had also had his day dreams of the time when his home might be pre sided over by a fair, good woman, and somewhere in the depths of his soul had been registered a purpose to make Marie his wife. But of this Marie was blissfully ig norant. She worked about house all day and served Abner at table as graee fully as if he were a titled guest. Marie had no nonsense about her and respected the young mau who so faith fully lightened her father's toil. On this particular afternoon she watched her father as be stood in the back porch, pausing for a few pio LAPOKTE, PA., FRIDAY, APRIL 6. 1894. ments' rest before wetting out for the hayfield for the afternoon's work. She noticed he passed his hands wearily over his pale, tired-looking face, and turning suddenly to him, said: "Pa, can't you sit down and rest n little while? You look more tired than usual." "No, child. There's that lot to be raked up this afternoon, and a good job it is. I must be going." Abner came near and said : "I'm willing to work extra hard on it if you rest for a little while. I think myself you don't look quite well. If you will trust me I will look after that this afternoon." Mr. Fosdiek had learned to rely on Abner—much more -than on his own son, Henry, who, if truth must be told, was inclined to shirk. Henry disliked the farm. In fact, he dis liked labor or application of any sort. "Then I guess yon may goon, Ab ner, and I will rest a spell. To tell the truth I don't feel very scrump tious," and he seated himself in the old-fashioned rocker out in the shady side of the porch. He soon fell asleep. Two hours passed, and Marie began to feel anxious, as her fnther seemed still sleeping. Hhe passed her hand auxi ously over his brow. He awoke, but seemed dazed. He failed to recognize her, as he failed to recognize all the other members of -the family. Dr. Home was hastily summoned, who said he was suffering from sunstroke, and gently intimated that his working days were over. Abner came home much later than usual, having stayed to finish the lot. He found the family in distress over Mr. Fosdick's condi tion. Somehow the blow seemed to have crushed Mrs. Fosdiek. She sat in a state of apathy, from which they could not arouse her. Everything fell upon Marie. "Marie" must do this. "Marie" must direct that. Henry, instead of bracing himself to help meet the needs of the place, grew lazier than ever, and absolutely refused to be dictated to. "There's just one thing about it, Abner," said Marie emphatically one morning, "we have got to make our plans exactly as if Henry were not here. He can't be depended upon. You had to do his work yesterday as well as your own. He is determined togo to the city. Let him go. I shall oppose him no longer. Then we shall know just what we have got to depend upon." The next day Henry started for the city, leaving his share of the burden to fall upon Marie and Abner. "I'll do the best I can, Miss Marie," said Abner. "I want yon to feel free to call upon me early and late and I will serve you faithfully." "I don't doubt you will, Abner, but oh! if only mother had not fallen into such a strange condition ! She doesn't seem to care about auything, and I don't know much. I shall have to de pend upon you entirely about the farm, and if I fail to show judgment you'll know it is because I don't know, not because I don't care, aud then we will talk things over and get as straight as we can." Marie was not a crying girl usually, but just now such large tears stood in her pretty eyes, aud she looked up into Abner's face with such an appealing, dependent look that he felt his heart jump straight into Marie's hands. "It's not much that I know, but you may trust me, Miss Marie." Somehow Marie felt extremely com forted from that moment, although she could not sing about the house in her old-time way, yet she worked and directed with a feeling of greater se curity than before. And in the midst of it all Aunt Tab by came. Even Marie, hospitable as she was, felt a bit more weary after she had welcomed her and helped her place her few garments in the neat "spare chamber." "Now, look a' here, Marie. I made up my mind to come, even if your pa an' ma air sick. I can do a little to help, an' I will, too, if you an' I can agree on a few things." "But you are getting old, and you are not strong, auntie. You must not do much ; you'll get sick." "If I ain't capable there's folks in the world as is an' we can get 'em." "No, we can't, for we've no money to do it with," said Mario, decidedly. "Well, I have, an' I'll do it, pro vided a good smart gal can come here an' help you, but if you say you'll allow her to wait on them lazy girls an' work over their fiouneeß an' furbe lows instead of helpin' you, why 'tiant of much use." Marie caught eagerly at this hope of help. "Well, auntie, I promise you faith fully that Celinda aud Clara shall wait upon themselves and iron their own flounces. We will have good work done in an orderly manner, and 1 am tired, Aunt Tabby." ■ "Well, there's one a-comin' by next stage. I counted on how it would be an' took the liberty to have her prom ise to come. She's a stout, likely gal. " Marie knew her aunt's compliments would not be undeservedly given. She ran down with a lighter heart. Abner came in with his pails of milk and won dered at the unusual brightness of Marie's tired face. "You can't always tell what folks will do," he said, after Marie had ex plained. "I felt as if she had a streak of good in her which emergencies would bring out." And so the summer waned, and the aged father and mother were still in valids. It was with a sad heart and sometimes tear-dimmed eyes that Marie saw Abner's favorite books gathering a suspicion of dust upon their covers. He had no time for study or reading. And then Aunt Tabby suddenly fell ill. "It's of no use doctorin'." she said. "My time has come. I feel it. an' to morrow 1 want things fixed pretty much as I want 'em, aft' I'll get you an' Ab»er to help me tend to it," So a time was set apart for the dnty —to Mario a sad duty, for she really loved the old lady, who had been so kind to her. With the renewed strength and clear voice which is sometimes given a dying person, she gave a few oxplicit direc tions. "Jest hand me that tin box out o' the upper drawer o' my bureau, Marie." She did as she was bidden. "An' now I want that umberel o' mine out o* the closet." A faint smile touched Marie's lips as she brought an old brown umbrella that had been the derision of her sis tors. Aunt Tabby took it in her trem bling hands and deposited it carefully on the bed beside her. Then she opened the box. "Now, here in this old black wallet is a hundred dollars. I calkerlate it will pay my funeral expenses. An' here in this brown wallet is s'2oo more, which I give into your oharge, Marie, to help pay some of the house expense. An' here is my will. Yon take care o' that, Marie, an* see that everything goes straight as I have got it. Lawyer Sibley drew it up an' you can get him to read it when I'm gone. An', Abner, I give to you this umberel o' mine. Take good care on't, an' maybe it will help be a purtection to your old age. I guess that's all -only, Marie--you may give my old clothes to Mammy Giddons. Don't bury me in my best dress. Give it to her ; second best will do!" And with these strange words she turned her head on the pillow aud expirod. A few hours later Marie, standing in the porch, with the sunset rays falling about her, said to Abner: "I hope you won't feel insulted by Aunt Tabby's giving yon that dread ful umbrela. It was a singular thing for her to do, but you know she was partly crazy. I know she thought a great deal of you, Abner. I wish she had done something for you." "Never mind, Marie, I shall not hold it against her, you may be sure; and as for the umbrella, if I were at all a believer in luck—which I am not — I should say the poor old weather beaten thing will certainly bring it to me. I shall certainly take care of it, as she said." Celiuda and Clara were in haste to learn the contents of the will. "Not until after the funeral," said Marie, decidedly. And so, after those last rites were performed, Lawyer Sibley was called to read the will. It bequeathed SIOOO to Mr. and Mrs. Fosdick, SIOO to Ce linda and Clara and S2OOO to Marie. "How strange that she did not men tion her farm in Vermont! She has not spoken of disposing of it; but per haps she has done"Uo and this money is the price. Still, I should thought she would have mentioned it," said Marie to Abner. The next morning it was raining as Marie stepped into the darkened porch. "There's a chance for your new umbrella, Abner, " said Marie, smiling a little. He answered with a look which showed no signs of offense. ' Now, Abner, we must make ar rangements for you to have more help. We can do it now. You have worked too hard. I shall never forget your faithfulness and you shall be paid as far as money is concerned. Most young men would have gone away and left us in such straits." "I don't know who could leave you, Marie," he said, with an earnestness which made her cheeks flush. Just then Celinda called from the dining room : "I want togo out, Marie. My um brella is broken, and so is pa's. Can't 1 take yours?" "Yes, came the reply, and they watched Celinda and Clara as they waded persistently through the little puddles between the door aud gate. "I think I'll take my new one," said Abner, and he soon reappeared with it. AH he opened it a large paper fell to the floor from the inner folds aud a folded note also fell out. Abner read the note first: "To Almor Mason : I liain't watched you all summer for notliin'. an' I've made up my mindthitt what is yours will ho pretty likely to he Marie's, too. Ho I hereby give you the deed of my farm in Vermont. I know you will make good use of it. Keep tho old nm borel in rememhranoe of me. "TABITHA HIMNUS." It was several moments before tho young people could speak, and then Abner said: "Is it true, Marie? Will you 9bt what is mine be yours?" Marie's answer was tearfully but happily given. "But we will not leave father and mother at present." "Surely not—but by and by we can make our plans." When the winter snows came they fell upon the graves of the agedconple to whom sickness could come no more, and in the early spring Abner and Marie went to their new home. The old brown umbrella was carefully pre served 1- a most precious relic—Chi cago News. A Marvelous Tale. Mr. CoonrodStiwinter, our esteemed fellow-townsman, caught a snapping turtle, carried it home, cut off its head ami threw the head over into the back yard and ate the turtle. A day or two afterward some oliickens came near the turtle'M head, and one was eanght by the jaws of the head aud the head held its grip until it thundered.--Cave Spring (Ga.) Herald. The Silk llat Still on Top. The silk hat continues to hold its ground in London, but in the prov inces it has lately been almost entirely displaced by the hard felt Derby. There is a brisk aud increasing demand for rescusitated chimney pots in South Africa and Australia, whether by tli t natives or the whites is not apparent. —Chicago Hcruld. OIIR HIGHEST TRIBUNAL. SOME CHARACTERISTICS OF THE UNITED STATES SUPREME COURT. The Robins-Room, Where the Jus tices Put On Their Silk fowni-A Mirror That WHS Missed. IN entering the robing-room 1 passed through a small antecham ber, with presses around the walls, where the Judges' gowns are kept, and a mirror hung conveni ently for them to put the finishing touches to their toilets. An old col ored man stood bowing and smiling at the door, and the marshal presently called out to him, "Archie, can't you show us one of the Judges' gowns?" In a few minutes he apperred with a rustling mass of black silk, which he proceeded to show off like a shop-girl shows a jacket—by putting her hands in the armholes and presenting the back of the garment for your inspec tion. "How long have yon been tak ing care of the robing-room, Archie V" I asked, looking at his gray head and wrinkled face. "Ever since the 10th day of October, 1849," he answered, with mncli pride and a flourishing bow. This here is Jedge Shiras's gown, presented to him by his club mates when he was appointed. Feel how soft and rich the silk is. But it won't last long. They never does, ou account of the Jedges twistin' round so in their cheers. Yes, it takes a heap o' silk to make 'em. Fifteen yaids, and they cost from s<>o to S9O, ac cordin' to the quality." Saturday is conference day at tho court. The Judges meet in a large room on the floor below the court to discuss the business of the tribunal. It is a bright, cheerful library, lined with law-books from floor to ceiling, and looks very cozy and attractive. Liike the robing-room, it is entered through an antechamber, which isalso piled with law books, for they are very much pressed for space. Noticing this I was surprised to see one entire wall sacrificed to a wash-stand, with an old-fashioned mirror banging over it. "Why don't you move those and use that space for more shelves?" I asked the marshal. "What is the use of that wash-stand when you have such a nice lavatory adjoining?" "Well, we are very conservative in the Supreme Conrt," he said. "I thought myself what a pity it was not to utilize all that space, so one day I had the wash stand and mirror moved awav Pres ently Judge Field came in and walked slowly through to the conference room. From force of habit be raised hiß eyes, expecting to see his face re flected in the mirro. as us'W»l. Missing it instantly, he stopped short and de manded of the servant why it had been taken away. When the reason was ex plained to him he made no further comment, except to say to himself, half aloud, 'l've looked at myself in that mirror for more than twenty-five years, and now it is gone.' He really seemed to feel as if an old friend had deserted him, so while tlie conference was going on I had everything put back iust as it was before, and when the Judge again passed through on hie way out, and turned to look at the vacant wall, he stared hard for a moment, and then said, in a dazed sort of way, 'Well! I would have sworn that mirror wasn't there this morn ing."' Judge Lamar, who died last winter, was one of the characters of the court A gentleman of tho old school, he was always making fine speeches to women, and there are no end of stories told about him. On one occasion he was taken to task by a lady at Bar Harbor who thought he did not recognize her. "Ah, Judge," she said. "I am afraid you don't remember me; I met you here two years ago." "Renienibei you, madam!" was his quick reply, with one of his courtly bows; "why, I've been trying ever since to forget you." And she lausjhiugly exclaimed, "Oh, go away, you dear, delightful old Southern humbug!"— Harper's Weekly. • It Was a Deserted City. Malvern W. Creswortli, an English mining man well known throughout Southwest Mexico has arrived at Ma pine, Mexico, from a long overland journey through tho Sierra Madre Mountains, his starting point being Culican, near the Pacific coast, in the State of Sinaloa. He claims to have discovered a large and beautiful deserted city. He says it is situated about eighty miles west of Lake Colorado in the very receßS of the Sierra Madron, and occupies a basin ten miles long by eight miles wide. Perpendicular cliffs surround the basin on all sides, rising to the height, of hundreds of feet. The only entrance to the city is through a deep canon thirty feet wide. Mr. Creswortli says he stumbled onto the secret entrance by accident. The buildings, he says, are con structed of blocks of red stone re sembling granite. • The business blocks aro two and three stories; iu height and aro different in architec tural design from the structures built by the Aztecs and Spaniards. The streets are narrow, but are laid out in regular order. In the city is a small park, which is overgrown with rare flowers and tropical vegetation. He found many strange ornaments, but little of value. While no oue iu that section ever heard of the city, Mr. Creaworth's story is generally believed.—New York Telegram. A <»rcnt Lake State. Florida is oue of the greatest o! lake States, if the number of its lakes and lakelets entile it to be so classed. It has a half score of considerable Ink***, includingOkachobee, with tuorc than (500 square miles, and many seores of small lakes and pon IK scat tered over an area forty or fifty miles wide aud several huudred mile* long. Terms»>Bl.oo in Advance ; 51.25 after Three Months. SCIENTIFIC AND INDUSTRIAL. Brick is made from slag. Machine glass blowing is a failure. The only use of a bird's tail is to serve as a rudder during flight. The "Georgiathumper" grasshopper has a wing spread equal that of a robin. Tho pearl is only carbonate of lime, is readily effected by acids and burns into lime. The diamond has been found on all continents and in almost every country in the world. Alcohol is distilled from sweet potatoes, one bushel of the potatoes yielding a gallon of the fluid. Motorinen who ring gongs with their feet get a pecufiar pedal malady which they call "trolley foot." In a square inch of the human scalp the hairs number about 1000, and the whole number on an adult scalp is about 120,000. Tho latest pattern of rapid-fire guns throw a projectile through the air at the rate of 22H7 feet per second, or 1968 miles an hour. English opthalmic authorities say that the incandescent lamp judiciously placed and shaded is superior to any other artificial illuminant in its effect on the eyes. Taking tho earth as the centre of the universe and the polar star as the limit of our vision the visible universe embraces an aerial space with a diam eter of 420,000,000,000 miles and n circumference of 1,329,742,000,000 miles. The Chicago municipal authorities have instituted a crusade against cer tain stockyard packers, who have been slaughtering diseased cattle and plac ing tho meat on sale. The present method of inspection is reported as faulty in the extreme. In future the license of every violator of tho law will be revoked. It is fair to presume that a vessel which has developed high speed under trial will always be a swift vessel under ordinarily favorably conditions, and the now ships of the United States Navy may, therefore, well be regarded as among the foremost examples of what can be accomplished by modern naval architecture applied to purposes of war. In children of consumptive parents a number of deep respirations accom panied by a horizontal extension of the outstretched arms at each inspira tion distend every part of the lungs and expand especially tho apices where this insidious disease first appears. In cases of contracted lung from pleurisy such exercise will break up old ad hesions and restore lost breathing power. This pulmonary gymnastic exeroise in moderation should be practiced by all persons of consump tive parents. The name of the Chinook wind is taken, according to H. M. Ballon, from that of tho Chinook Indians, near Puget Sound. During the prev alence of the wind the thermometer rises in a few hours from below zero to forty degrees or forty-five degrees. It is analogous to tho Fohn of Switzer land, and similar winds are reported from various parts of the world. All that is needed to produce them are high and low pressure areas, whereby the air is caused to pass over the mountains, depositing its moisture on the ascent, and descending on the lee ward side. Dogs Spread Consumption. The medical profession in France i* much stirred up over the groat in crease of the deaths from consumption shown by recent statistics. This dis ease carries off five persons out of each 1000, or 170,000 a year, in France, while in England the mortality from this cause has fallen to two per 1000. The scourge is worst in Paris, where one death out of every five is due to consumption. At Marseilles it is one out of six, and at Dijon and Nancy it is one out of seven. Dr. Gilbert, H specialist on the disease, says that drunkards are specially susceptible to the disease, and that the tenement houses, where the poor live, are very hotbeds tor itsspread. In such places five out of twelve deaths are due to consumption. Professor Cadiot, a prominent veterinarian, says that there can be no doubt that dogs very often communicate the disease. Ho says that a microscopic examination has shown that many dogs are infected with it. He has held post morteui examinations of a large number of dogs, which were supposed to have died of cancer, and in every ease found that tuberculosis was the cause of death. He says that people who keep infected dogs about them are almost sure sooner or later to contract the disease. New Orleans Picayune. Mutton <» rowing in Popularity. The rapid increase in the consump tion of muttou in this country is large ly due to improvement in the quality of tho meat. People who formerly objected to what they termed the "woolly" taste soon lose their preju dice when persuaded to try really good mutton. The disagreeable odor which is apt to accompany this meat can be avoided if, as soon as the animal has lost sulfi cient blood to render it insensible, ar opening be made in the abdominal cavity to allow the gases to escape,and and the wool then rapidly removed. The carcass should be quioklv cooled and washed out with cold water. Tho sheep should be kept without food for several hours before killing, aud the latter operation should be per formed out of doors, as fresh meat is peculiarly susceptible to bad < dors. A little more attention to these two points would go far toward still fur ther popularizing mutton among con sumers. ~New York World. NO. 26. RUNNING AWAY FROM MAMMA. Running away from mamma, Bareheaded up the street, Kicking tho dust into yellow smoka With little roguish feet. Tossing it over his clean white drees Into his stocking heels, Checking the little wooden horse That trundles along on wheels. Dreaming away with wide blue eyes, And speculating why Ood won't give him tho golden bnll That drops in tho quivering sky. What is the use of that pretty pink cloud, Sailing away so high. If he can have a ride in It? And it's no use to try. If that woman grew with glasses on, If this house Is papa's ; Whythat nice red cow won't talk to him Looking across the bars. Into the neighbors' gates and doors, Under their cherry trees, Into mischief and out again, Wherever ho may pleaso. Wandering at last to the old church steps. Little horse and all, Climbing up laboriously— Too bad if he should fall Pushing in with dimpled hands The great doors strong and tall. Letting the warm, sweet summer light Slide down tho shadowed wall. Standing still in the solemn hush Of chanoel. nave and dome, Thinking it is prettier Thau the sitting room at home. Not a bit afraid, ah ! no, indeed, Of tho shadows vast and dim, Quite at home, and sure it was made All on purpose for him. The old, old story comes up to me Written so long ago, About the heavenly temple, Whero you and I must go, The beautiful waiting temple, That has no room for sin- Something about a little child And the way of entering in. —Boston Transcript. HUMOR OF THE DAY. Sweet meets--Lovers' appointments. Never strike a man for five dollars when he is down. Life is so short that man is but a paper collar on the neck of time.— PUCK. The worn-out clock usually comes to an untimely end.—Glens Falls Repub lican. Yes, Minerva, there is a vast differ ence between fast days and fast nights. —Elmira Gazette. Delsarte was nowhere alongside of a dog's tail in the art of expression.— Boston Transcript. When money talks, even the deaf mute can get onto its meaning with out the aid of signs. "The modern servant doesn't know her place." "She can't. She changes it too often."—Puck. When a friend turns out not t» be a trump, then is the time to discard him. —Boston Transcript. There are some friends who can't be good to you unless you will let them own you.—Atchison Globe. A girl may be almost pardoned for throwing herself at a man* if he is a good catch. —Albany Press. "There is a time for everything'' when the boarding-house cook makes hash. —Binghamton Republican. • Woman may be the weaker vessel, but it's always the husband that's broke. —Cleveland Plain Dealer. You can always tell the boy who has no skates, by his industry in breaking the ico.—Cleveland Plain Dealer. Bakers ought to make good friends. They can always raise something for you in time of kuead.— Hartford Journal. "With bloodless lips, the villain glared at her.'' His eyes, doubtless, were otherwise occupied. —Boston Transcript. "The great trouble wit h Duff is that he doesn't know anything."' "Oh !on the contrary, that doesn't trouble him at all."—Puck. Be careful of your langUAge when talking -with the elevator boy ; ,he is apt to take you up very quickly.— Boston Bulletin. "How did you discover she \fa# a woman masquerading as a man?" "She sent me a letter with two postscripts." —Yankee Blade. Hicks— "Snider says he hates a hnm bug." Wicks —"Well, there's nothing cgostical about Snider, is there?" — Boston Transcript. She--"This is so sudden." He— "Tliat'B where you are mistaken. I've been thinking about it for a whole year."—New Y'ork Press. ; A scientist, who is probably still owing his tailor, claims that all the diseases of humanity are due to wear ing clothes.- -Hartford Journal. Wife "What would we do without a doctor?" Husbpiid—"Well, we might get along, but what would the druggists do?" Texas Sittings. That Nicetown man who named his hen "Macduff" has a ueighbor who called his rooster "Robinson," because he crew so. -Philadelphia Record. "Have you gained her lather's con sent to your marriage?" "I can't tell." "He's away, eh?" "No; her mother is.-Chicago Inter-Oceau. Mrs. Hicks--"That girl broke only one dish to-dav. " Hicks "How did that happen?" Mrs. Hicks--"It was the only one left." New York Herald. "You cannot judge a man by the umbrella he carries." "Why -not?" "Because tho eliances are it belongs to someliody else. "--New Y'ork Journal. Uncle —"Well, Robbie, how did you stand at. school last term?" Robbie— "Sometimes with my face in the cor ner and sometimes up at the teacher's debk." —Chicago iuter-Ocetui.
Significant historical Pennsylvania newspapers