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    SULLIVAN JHBB REPUBLICAN.
W. M. CHENEY, Publisher.
VOL. XII.
One-seventh of the territory of
France is composed of forests.
American watches are now made
equal to those that come from Switz
erland.
Butter has not depreciated in price
like grain, noteß the American Farmer.
It is higher now than when wheat was
$1 and rye and corn sixty cents a
bushel.
At Washington, alleges tho Detroit
Free Press, there is a list of all the
known Anarchists iu the world, and
their place of residence when last
heard from. The French Government
has a similar list.
Tho Southern States are said to
contain at least 70,000,000 acres of
waste land which might be devoted to
tho production of rice. This would
increase the present annual crop of
237,000,000 pounds to 70,000,000,000
pounds.
In Nanking, China, a poor man can
limit his food bill to two cents a day,
and on $4 a month ho cau support a
family and lay up money. A good
farm hand can be hired for."{l 2 a year.
A man cau be well fed and well dressed
on a dollar a month.
Judge Colt, of the United States
Court of Boston, has denied the appli
cation of Shebaxto Saito, a Jap, for
naturalization papers. He holds that
Japanese, as well as Chinese, are ex
cluded by the expression, "white
men," in the Chinese exclusion act.
It is proposed to establish au inter
national marriage bureau, with head
quarters in Berne, Switzerland, for
the purpose of regulating marriages
between natives of different countries
and so doing away with the anomalies
and cruelties which at present too
often result from marriages between
aliens.
There is a dearth of good poetry in
these times, according to the poetical
editor of a New York magazine. He
says that the demand for it has for a
good while been greater than the sup
ply, and he believes that the pro
ducers of it have been discouraged by
the newspapers. For years past a
number of papers ha\ e often taken
occasion to sneer at a great deal of
the poetry thrown on the market, and
the younger poets especially have felt
disheartened under the slighting re
marks of writers who were unable to
appreciate their verse. It is evident
that these poets are determined to
withhold their products from tho pub
lic until such time aj they can have a
reasonable assurance of better treat
ment. The older poets are hardened
against abuse, but they cannot turn
out poetry every day.
Alaska has been a part of the United
States since 18(17, and of late has been
rapidly growing in commercial im
portance, enforciug tho need of the
statutes and the enactment of a sys
tematic code for tlie regulation of its
concerns. It is as large as England,
Ireland, Franco and Spain put to
gether, containing 585,000 square
miles, so that it is no pocket borough
or Northwestern Rhode Island which
is to be legislated for, but a spacious
and stretching territory likely iu time
to become of the tirst commercial and
other importance. Its fisheries stand
iu the tirst rank, its production of
gold increases year by year, au l may
some time be as abundant as that of
California or Middle Africa, and it
possesses many other productive
capabilities likely to be rapidly de
veloped. Immigration there shows a
steady increasing volume, as do its
tables of export and import, and alto
gether it is entitled to the most seri
ous audattentive legislative considers
tion. ______________
The stateiueut that advices have
been reoetved at (' ipeuhagcu, by way
of Greenland, that tho two young
Swedish bo taut* to, and hsll
steuiil*. had started for Labrador iu
a small open boat will revive interest
in these hardy explorers thinks the
New York I'ress lijl >rlmg and I. ill
steuius, with live assistants, set out
two years ago on a voyage of discovery
111 the Arctic regions. Then hazard
una expedition saakeasd much Mt-U
tlou at lliat time from the fa- ' that I ho
young men defraye I the ex p. us* of
the jouri ey out of their own limited
it- r ,• 11 . i. I i < > I .-i I i a ,
elilti<l*l»siu fur acitjlilUic rtenafeb
S libit k b* Ib en In -i d tl 11.. t
fort* bad been uta b to tilt l Ira > - of
The value of the steel manufactured
in the United States every year ia
about $500,000,000.
The combined assets of the Roth
schild family in Europe pre not leas,
it is said, than $'2,000,000,000.
Since Denmark established dairy
schools and made a science of butter
making 100,000,000 pounds of butter
have been exported from the country
annually.
The Japanese in New York have
formed a society to promote the wel
fare of their people in that city. The
first step to be taken will be to estab
lish a free night school, where lectures
on pertinent subjects will be given.
It is estimated by the New York
Witness that $1,500,000 worth of fire
works are imported into the United
States each year—three-quarters of
which are used on the Fourth of July.
How many boys bid farewell to fingers
or thumbs is not stated.
The Atlanta Constitution observes:
Au interesting plan is under discus
sion in the Legislature of the colony
of Victoria, Australia, for tho relief of
farmers who wish to borrow money
on their land. Tho Savings Bank
Commissioners are to be authorized
to "assist producers" by lending them
money to the amount of half the value
of their land, under a plan by which
borrowers will repay principal and
five per cent, interest in extended
half-yearly installments. Tho Com
missioners would be recouped by four
per cent, mortgage bonds, issued
locally and guaranteed by the Govern
ment.
The hatred of Italians in France by
the French lower classes, intense be
fore the assassination of President
Carnot, has become so bitter that the
Italians are fleeing for their lives
from many sections of France, states
the Chicago Record. The people of
Italy are maddened by this unreason
able hatred, and in Turin and other
places reprisals have already com
menced against French residents. The
little fire of individual persecution
blazes brightly now. There is danger
that it may extend and become a con
flagration of international war. There
has been no love lost between the
countries for years.
The Louisiana Legislature has with
out opposition voted an appropriation
for the construction of a bust or statue
of Thorny Lafon, the colored philan
thropist, who died in New Orleans a
few months ago. The Governor will
have the selection of tho statue, and
will decide upon its location. It will
probably be placed in the State House.
It is asserted that this is the first
statue ever erected to a colored mau
in the South, and one of the first in
the country. Lafon, who was eighty
years old when ho died, left a fortuue
of $600,000, nearly all of it to charity.
He founded an asylum for old people
and one for girls, and gave the rest to
other benevolent institutions. His
original intention was to make these
institutions open to both white and
colored, but he was persuaded to
abandon that idea beoatise the whites
are already well provided with elee
mosynary institutions.
The Louisville Courier-Journal re
marks: "Congress was quite right to
make Labor l>aya National holiday.
It does not matter what motives
urged Congress to do such a thing.
There is nothing the American people
need more than holidays. We haven't
anything like enough of them. There
is to<> much striving an I scraping, t > >
much work and more worry, too fast
a pace and too little rest, too much
biirniug of the caudle at both ends,
too much high-pressure living. We
don't know enough about how to rest.
We too rarely invito our souls to mer
riment, but keep holy and brain bent
upon the wheel of daily cares, and
pride ourselves more upon allowing
how far wit can defy uaturc than how
wisely we cau c >u*. rye its fort' 's. It
is telling on us. Nature is beginning
to enact its debt, sometimes all at
otiee iu the stiddeu breakdown of a
vigorous physique, sometimes with the
usurv of a wuiked mini, ofteu in lite
shattering of nerves and the enforee I
l * iu.it If |. ,tot c ontort
and re-pan W. have be. u spend
thrifts of our eue M „ . and have !«,
guu to think uf e. ,U .my none l>>
suun lo avert hankrnpiuy. Plenty uf
parka, plenty of 11 iu «ae, plenty of
fun an i frolic that's IU« prescription
for I Ut> ot.iaok.l, oviraorried
tut i lean Hi a sou now anllUiu
LAPORTE, PA., FRIDAY, AUGUST 17. 1894.
HOUND THE VEA.fI,
Ob, beautiful world of green!
When bluebirds enrol clear,
And rills outlenp,
And new buds peep,
And the soft sky seems more near.
With billowy green, and leaves, what then?
How soon we greet the red again!
Oh, radiant world of rod!
When roses blush so fair,
And winds blow sweet,
And lambkins bleat,
And the bees hum hero and there.
With trill of bobolinks—Ah, then,
! Before wo know, the gold again!
Oh, beautiful world of gold
When waving grain is ripe,
And apples beam,
Through the hazy gleam,
And quails on the fenee-rail pipe.
With pattering nuts, and winds, why then
How swiftly fnlls the white again!
Oh, wonderful world of white!
When trees are hung with laoe,
And the rough winds chldo,
And sn >wflakes hide
Each bleak, unsheltered place.
When birds and brooks are dumb, what
then?
Ob, round wo goto green again !
—George Cooper,tn New York Independent.
ANGEL.
BY MRS. M. L. BAYNE.
€A-V-Y, oh, D-ft-v-y,
c-o-m-o h-o-m-e;
m-ft-in-m-a w-a-n-ts
The mother's
call rang out clear
and good-natured
ly shrill over the
long garden where
the convolvulus
bells were closing,
and the nastur
tiums nodded their yellow heads, and
reached the ears of a little boy who
was playing "all by his lonesome" in
the old-fashioned summer-house at the
foot of the garden,
j "Tuminin', mamma," came back the
j quick answer, and Mrs. Pond, Davy's
j mother, went back to her pleasant
| sitting-room and the company of a
! neighbor who had called.
"He's a strange child, Davy is," j
| said the mother.
This was no gossip she was talking I
' to, and it was a relief to speak of Da
vid's peculiarities to one who would i
| listen to her, and aid her by advice or <
| sympathy. The child's father looked
i upon her fears as the expression of
' rank heresy. His Davy—his little
man! There never was such a boy in
the world, none as bright and oom
panionable. At the same time the
father knew that his boy was not quite
! like other children, or why would he
j prefer to play alone rather than with I
j the little ones of the neighborhood? [
"Yes," Mrs. Pond wa9 saying, "he i
talks to himself nearly all the time. I
can hear him in the arbor, and I have
I stolen down there often, but he was
always alone, playing with the leaves,
or talking in a low voice. And ho has
hallucinations. I know it, because he
talks in his dreams of a playfellow he j
calls 'Angel.' "
"Perhaps," suggested the neighbor, j
cautiously, "ho really does see the ■
angels. I read in a book once a story
J of an old lady who had died but
couldn't rest in her grave because she
; had hidden her will, and her niece, to
whom her money was left, could not
find it. So she came back to earth to i
try and show her where the will was. j
The girl could not see her, but walked
through and through her, but the dog
could see her and the child in the
cradle, and it reached out its hands to
her."
"That," said Davy's mother, "is
only a book story. 1 couldn't believe
| it if I tried."
"I believe there are influences we
do not know how to receive," said the
other women ; "some are born of flame,
some of llesh and some of the spirit.
, Perhaps Davy is under control; he
may have visions."
At that moment the littlo fellow
came runuing in. Ho was a pretty
boy, hut n«t healthy-looking. His
soft, curling hair lay in rings on a
pale, high forehead. A blue mark,
suid to predict early death, lay between
his delicate brows. The same blue ap
pearance settled ahout his mouth. He
panted with the exertion of runuing.
Mrs. Pond looked meaningly at her
irirud ami began to question the child
in the lingo of mothers.
"Where has Davy been?"
"Playiu' vvif Angel."
"Why doesn't Davy bring Angel
home?"
"Angel won't come."
"Where doe* Angel go when Davy
comes in th«> house?"
"Davy doesn't know."
The child spoke with a sad regret,
even as the little hoy 111 the story of
the Pied Piper, who alt hia life
lamented that because he was lame he
did nut get to the cave in time t.i t>e
swallowed lip With the other children,
hut only caught one glimpse of the
wouderful country into which they
were goue.
Another year has passed over Uavy s
yellow bead. He is iu a new country,
hut he knows little of it. From the
gardi n of lowa to the gardeu of Miclii
gan is not a great change to a child
who is so ill lie until In carrn- l ou a
pillow all the way. It« lad falb u
sick and faded from the day, almost
from the hour, when the faisily left
lb. ir dd b no and h» «a> torn, sob
long att'l unhappy, Iron the old arbor
Mia lu U.I I bad Inn «>rv falleul
m i
with hiut and th« kind ii> uM>.i| who
came lu i « bun oil told bin. thai
angels aiwt tin) wb« »» . tie y were
J riwn «• ■ 1 «• I ■ • , . i
| anwth«l Hut l'a» ya as not euUMUftcd.
It was strange then and it seemed
stranger afterward when they thought
about it, although none of them sus
pected the truth. Davy'a lather took
it for granted that tho boy was play
ing that he had an angel visitor, just
as children play "house" or "com
pany" to amuae themselves. Onco he
had stolen on Davy uuawares, uot to
surprise any celestial visitor—the big,
healthy man would have laughed at
such a delusion—but to make the boy
scream with the happy surprise of see
ing him. And ho had heard a strange,
low singing, something like the sing
ing of a bird, but of no bird ho had
over listened to, and it surprised him
greatly. When he pounced on Davy
from the door of tho arbor the boy
was alone, but there was a strange
rustling of tho leaves and bushes, as
if from some invisible presence.
"Were you singing, Davy?"
"No, papa."
"Who then, my boy?"
"Angel," and the child hung his
head.
And Mr. Pond did what ho was sorry
for long after. Ho shook tho child
angrily, and insisted upon a descrip
tion of the angel who was supplanting
father and luother in the heart of the
boy. But Davy would only sob aud
say, as ho had often done beforo, that
his angel was "boo'ful, an' Davy loves
him."
It was circus day in the new town
to which Davy's folks had moved, and
Mr. Pond tried to interest tho child in
the street parade, but his sick senses
were wholly inadequate to the task.
The disappointed man bore the little
white-robed form back from the low
window opening ou the lawn, and laid
him on tho pillow with a sinking
heart. He knew now, what neither
doctor nor parson could have made
him believe, that the hours of the
boy's life were numbered. If the
prancing horses, the gay bauds of mu
sic, the wonderful animals, could not
charm away his sickness, then noth
ing could help him, and the father
cursed, in the feeble fashion of impo
tent humanity, tho unknown evil that
was destroying liis child.
While the child lay panting on his
pillow, there was lively scene under
the big circus tent where a great many
things were going on at once. It is
only with one part of the circus that
this story has to do, and that is known
as the side show. It was the tent of
the beautiful and renowned Mme.
Selika Houssan, the oriental snake
charmer. This lady was advertised in
mammoth posters as the Queen of
Snake Charmers, and she drew great
crowds, for this was reuily the part of
the show that answered fully to all its
advertised attractions. Mme. Hous
san was young and beautiful, and
handled her snakes in the most fear
less and expert manner. She stood
within a railing, and close to her was
a glass case filled with baby snakes,
that looked like silver ropes as they
twinned about a blanket in which they
were wrapped. She wore snakes on
her wrists, clasping them like brace- i
lets. Big boa-constrictors wreathed I
themselves about her white neck aud
shoulders. She would lift their flat
heads, aud they would dart their forked
tongues agaiust her cheek, when she
said in her pretty voice, "kiss me."
Then she would lay them on the shelf
that ran outside of the railing, the
crowd would fall back iu a panic, but
the reptiles hung there slightly mov
ing their protruding heads, but not
offering to slip away.
"Now," said the madame, taking out
of its box a beautiful, brilliant-striped
suake of the variety known to natural
ists as tho "Colubres Eximius," or
house-snake, "I show you my so uni
que pet, my beauty. He loves me;
he knows what I say. See, how smart
hi? is?—the nice fellow!"
Madame put the snake through his
paces, aud ho was indeed a pet ami
' prodigy. He saluted her with so many
j varieties of Oriental kisses that the
young fellows wanted to strangle him.
Then he playfully bit her fiuger, and
was scolded, whereupon he sulked.
"Now you shall hear him siug,"
said madame, and, at her promptiug,
he gave a little chirping sound that
answered very well for a song, aud
was curiously sweet and faaciriatiug.
"Now I shall show you something
so very strange, so uncommon," said
1 the snake-charmer, aud she tied a
i piece of bright blue satin ribbon
around the arched neck of the dappled
suake. "You watch, you see. What
you call a translormation scene—so."
The ribbon turned from bright blue
to a pale color. Hoou it was intensely,
purely white.
"What does it?" yelled the crowd.
"It is—how you call it? electric
suake."
Then to questions by the more curi
ous of the crowd she informed them
gllldy that the pet had come to them
win it they were performing iu Guiana;
that it was a native of the Itrazils, aud
that its classic name was "Trigouo
cephalus miltils,' aud that the uutives
of that part of the world regarded it
sacred. All of which was a rodo
montade out of ma lame's teltbouk oil
the education of snakes. Hut Ihe peo
ple swallowed it all a fid fell that they
were gelt in-? their Honey's worth.
Next Ilia lame laid her pel oil the
! shelf while she turned the baby suskes
The crowd lost sight of Ihe ribbon
decorate I pel IU the elcitaiiteUt of
set tug the tlaw licit IH'llit, Slid SO ills)
madame h . .ell, snl It M> Hot llutll
■li. Ital All I shed hr p,r tormau.'u for
that lima an I i-tie I ot|l for the
p> llf.it, • an I the a tacon Is. thai she
missed II
I tine wa* su instant eUsriuf of the
pis e, | .pie iambi' I oyer each olio r
lit llfil haste to K»l awe/, bill u»v>l
a, ail. ill lh< eyes ol M » 1a,.... lion an
' lis* apt.* bsr •so uai.jii" p.! " M
ibi doetuf, who had NlteH »»s*j il|>,
his father and mother and a few sor
rowing friends, sat by his pillow and
fanned him incessantly to keep the
breadth of lifo in hia frail little body.
There was no sound of talking or weep
ing, but iu utter silence which was
suddenly broken by the sweet eong
of a bird.
They all heard it and on each it
had a peculiar influence, something
uncanny, like the speech of inani
mate thinga. But Davy was transfig
ured. He lifted himself on his pillow
and, with incredible strength, screamed
at the top of his voice:
"Angel—my boof'l Angel!"
The astonished parents looked at
each other. Then, before they could
speak or move, a strange thing hap
pened, so strange that I, its historian,
will not ask you to believe it without
the ovidence of stranger things that
have previously occurred. A long,
sinuous, brilliantly-marked snake dart
ed in through the open window and
songht Davy's bed. Those present
fell back iu a fright. The next mo
ment it was clasped in the child's
arms, was caressing every line of his
wasted face, singing that weird song
that sounded like a harp's vibration
and twining itself about the frail body
with a loving clasp. And Davy was
restored before their very eyes, say
ing over and over again in his blessed
baby patois: "Mo lovo Angel—me so
glad."
How the snake came into the pos
session of the circus oau only be
guessed. In its long search for its lit
tle human playmate it had probably
been captured, when its beauty and
tameness made it an attraction. Natu
ralists familiar with the species as
sured the child's parents that the
snake was as harmless as a kitten, and
as it oaused the littlo fellow's speedy
restoration to health, it was endured by
them, if not loved. That it had found
Davy by some powerful occult faculty
seems certain. It was soon known
that this was the attraction that had
escaped from the circus, but the cir
cus had gone its way and knew noth
ing of its performer's fate. And Davy's
prior right to his Angel was never
disputod.—Detroit Free Press.
WINE WORDS.
Cupid is thinkless.
Love is the divine hypnotism.
Only a fool fishes with a gold hook.
Custom is oftentimes an ignoramus
grown old.
Occupation is the necessary basis of
all enjoyment.
A woman will do more kindly thinga
than she will say.
A certain amount of friction is neces
sary to friendship.
Man's inconstancy is no greater than
woman's inconsistency.
There are as mauy men angels as
there are women angels.
Men would be different if their con
sciences were not elastic.
Truth is mighty and will prevail
when there is money in it.
"Love me little, love me long," and
remind me of it occasionally.
An obstinate man does not hold
opinions, but they hold him.
There are many good women who
make bad wives, and vice versa.
To kick the man who kicks your
dog is no satisfaction to tho dog.
AVhen impious men bear sway, the
post of honor is a private station.
"Put yourself in hia place," but
don't expect to stay there forever.
What a woman says to-day does not
apply to what she may think to-mor
row.
The sunshine of life is made up of
very littlo beams, that are bright all
the time.
The chains of habit are too small to
be felt, until they are too strong to
; be broken.
Do not wait for extraordinary cir
| cuinstatices to do good actions; try to
; use ordinary situations,
i Adversity has the effect of eliciting
talents which in prosperous circum
i stances would have lain dormant.
When a man asserts that all men are
! rascals at heart, you may be certain
that there is at least one man who is
| a rasoal at heart.
One difference between wealth and
fame is, fame is what other people
think a man has, and wealth ia what
he knows lie has.
Curious ilablt ul little*.
Oertaiu beetles hive long been
kuowu to eject or give out a repul
sive fluid from joints of their bodies,
or from their legs, or from eversible
glands. M. Cileuot has recently
studied the eases of the ejeotiou of
blood from these beetles. The fluid,
however, is uot re I, as the bloo 1 of
insects is either colorless or slightly
yellowish. La ly birds, oil beetles
and other vegetable feeders are suoli
as possess this habit. The winter has
added to this list one of our oominou
beetles which sends out a pale milky
thud smelling Ilk* laudanum, the odor
lieiug exactly that eiullte I by uerlaiu
iuotlis of the Arctiau family. —New
Vork Independent
Kin*'* (liiiialr
The variations in temperature at the
summit uf Mount I'.tua, whose height
i* nearly 11,i »>n» feet, btve l>o«u re
corded, after many difficulties, by
I'i '< MHI Hi.'.' > au I Sail i The
climate r> aembUa thai of the North
I'ape or the Crockett \ul uutllc or
personal olweival ions on HI days b
i* bi'ii August 47, HUM, and February
ia, la i|, .bow u .| aiu.au aan lal torn
peletuis of twenty lour degrees F ,
."i" ' "* '' '»•-♦ ' >' "
an I a itiatlitiutu of Holt) Mm legrsvs
Hi, oil tails Vaii4tloifi was a'< oil
lUtlly m winter an I twelve derive* in
mmmtf Atlanta J <mnai
Terms---SI.OO in Advance ; #1.25 after Three Months.
A REMARKABLE LIBRARY.
QUEER ABORIGINAL BOOKS OWNED
BT AN ETHNOLOGIST.
Origin of Printing Rooks for the In
dians, With Interesting Facts
About the Cherokee Alphabet.
PERHAPS tho most remarkable
small library in this country
is the property of James C.
Pilling, the well-known eth
nologist of Washington. It is the
largest existing collection of books in
Indian languages, and of these lan
guages there are no less than fif*y-fivo
in North America north of Mexico.
All of them are distinct tongues, as
different from one another as Chinese
and English.
More than one-half of the 500 dia
lects into which the fifty-five languages
referred to are divided are preserved
in books. It is believed that the first
book printed on this continent was in
an Indian language—the "Nahuati"
published at the City of Mexico in
1539. The first Bible printed in
Amerioa was in an Indian tongue—the
celebrated Eliot Bible. This is one
of the most costly ol all rare books.
About forth copies of it were specially
prepared with a dedication to Char lea
11. One of these, in good condition,
is now worth about S2OOO.
The first printing done west of the
Rocky Mountains was in the Nez
Perce language. It was a primer for
Indian children, turned out from the
mission press at Clearwater, Idaho,
in 1839. Tho press that did the work
had been brought by the missionaries
all the way from tho Hawaiian Islands.
The first book printed in Dakota
was a dictionary of the Sioux language,
produced in 18t>6 at Fort Laramie.
It was prepared by two officer} of the
United States army, Lieutenants Hyde
and Starring, to pass away tho weary
hours during a long and cold winter
at that lonely outpost of civilization.
They were aided in the work by an in
terpreter and by the Indians who
loafed about the fort. The type was
set up by the soldiers, and fifty copies
were struck off on a crude hand press.
Only two copies are now known, one
of them belonging to General Star
ring, of New York, a brother of the
author, and the other to Mr. Pilling.
The only existing alphabet that is
the product of one mau's mind and in
which a literature has been priuted
was the invention of a half-breed
Cherokee Indian. His name was
Se-quo-yah, and he had no education
whatever, but it occurred to him that
he could express all the syllables in
the Cherokee tongue by characters.
Finding that there were eighty-six
syllabic sounds in the language he
devised for each one of them a pe
culiar mark. For some o£ the marks
he took characters of our own alpha
bet, turning thein upside down. With
i these symbols he set about writiug
j letters, and by means of them a cor
respondence was soon maintained be
! tween Indians of his race in Georgia
; and their relatives 500 miles away.
| At present this alphabet—or, more
j properly speaking, syllabary—is in
| general use among the Cherokees. In
j no other language can the art of read-
I ing be learned so quickly. Whereas
' a fairly bright child learns to real
well in English in two and a half years,
a Cherokee youugster is able to ac
quire fluency in reading books writ-
I ten in this syllabary within two
months and a half. In 1827 the Amer
j icau board of foreign missions de
i frayed the cost of casting a font of
type of the characters. The literature
j "composed with them is now very ex
tensive, numerous books and some of
tho newspapers of the Cherokees be
ing published in tho syllabary.
Later, in 1810, au improved sylla
bary was devised by the Rev. James
Evans, a missionary anion-? the
Crees. It was phonetic, and the char
acters were simpler, being composed
of squares and parts of and
circles and parts of circles. Tho zeal
ous clergyman cut his typa out of
wood and made castiug from the orig
inal blocks with lead from tea chssts,
which he begged from officers of the
Hudson Bay Company. He uiautifao
tured ink out of soot and on a hand
press of his own construction printed
many little tracts and I H -ts for the
benefit of the Indians. With some mod
ifications his characters have come
into geueral use, not only amotig the
Crees, but also ainoug many tribes of
the Northwest which speak lauguages
in no wise akin to that of the Crees,
sud scores of books have been printed
iu them.
A tjueer Alrleau People.
Hlrauge stories are told of the
Dokos, who live among the rao'.st,
warm bamboo woods to the south of
Kaffa aud Susa, in Africa. Only 112 uir
feet high, of a dark olive color, savage
and nake I, they have uo lire. Taey
live only on ants, mice and serpents,
diversified by a few roots aud fruits.
They let their nails grow luag, like
talons, the better to dig for aut», an I
tho more easily t • t 'ar in pieces lli-ir
favorite suakes. Tito Dok i* use I to
lie invaluable as slav.is, au I they wer i
taken ill Urge numbers. The slay.i
hunters used I i hold up br. {lit c dor- I
clothes as tU< yct ii"to Ihe ba'iioo t
wools, where lb«se hum m monk ye
still live, an I th<« p• »r l»<kosc. ill
not resist the attr etti »ns oflfare l by
such superior people They er >w le I
ruin I Ihe in. an I a, lal-.ni in t . mi
sau Is. In slavery th> y Ver<* l > ile,
attach -!, ob Ileal with a fey wants
and ev. Ibttl h alt;, The,
p. M dw have tins la til a low tor
lug to Yei with tltsir heals «« til*
groott I an I thi'it iia.iis in tb« air.
Yet la their ill i I a stipe lof p.sir,
a.. I i .... kn - t I i
Yolk Witness
NO. 45.
BEWITCHED.
I know not i( her Angers small
Were brown or snowy white |'
How'er I strive I can't reoall
Their form and tint aright.
I know it seemed the softest hand,
The night when first we met;
And, ob, the clasp she gave me
I never can forget.
I know not if her eyes were bine,
Or jetty black, or gray,
They owned a very charming hue,
But more I cannot say.
Have I forgot! I frankly vow
I'm quite ashamed ; and yet
Tho gaze within them gleaming
I never can forgot.
I know not where her dimple danoed,
If on her cheek or ohln ;
I only kuow I gazed entranced
And felt my heart fall in.
A dimple! 'tis a tiny thing
To dream of and regret ,
But how that dimple twinkled
I never can forget.
—Samuel M. Peck, In Boston Transcript.
HUMOR OF THE DAY.
A lazy horse always knows his driver.
The eel is not so slippery as a one
dollar bill.
There is no place like the home of
one's sweetheart.—Galveston News.
There is no severer test of self-reli
ance than a threadbare suit.—Chicago
Herald.
Try »s best as she may the woman
snffragist is no gentleman. —Adams
Freeman.
Doubt others more and yourself less
and you will have more backbone to
sell.—Tammany Times.
Clerk—"Are you going to discharge
me, then?" Druggist—"Yes; I think
we can dispense without you."—Har
vard Lampoon.
Little Boy—"How long have you
had that doll?" Little miss—"Thi#
is a girl doll, an' you oughtn't to ask
her age."—Good News.
Convince some men that it pays to
be good, and you could n't keep them
out of the church with a shotgun.
Ram's Horn.
"Just think, captain, the major has
actually married the rich old maid."
' 'Obviously he wanted to have his
golden wedding at once."—Fliegendo
Blaetter.
Sadirn— "You say Reckless has sealed
his doom?" Cooley—"Yes; I just saw
him lick an envelope which contained
a letter asking Miss Bossall to marry
him."—Boston Courier.
Anxious Inquirer (to crusty old gen
tleman) — "When do you suppose this
rain is going to stop?" C. O. G.—
"When it gets to the ground, of
course."—South Boston News.
Foreign Visitor—"ls it true that
one man often hangs a jury in this
country?" Litigious Native (with evi
dent rogret) -"Yes, Btranger ; but not
with a rope."—Buffalo Courier.
"Whur ye bin?" said Meandering
Mike. "Lookin' fur work," replied
Plodding. Fete. "Well, you wanter
look out. Yer idle curiosity'll be the
ruination of ye, yit."—Washington
Star.
To')y (to ecentric man) "What are
you doing with that box?" Poperkaq
"Going to make a wagon of it."
Toby—"Where'llyouget the wheels?"
Popperkaq—"Out of your head."—
New York Journal.
"Did I tell you that dear Mrs. Flim
sey has invited me to spend the sum
mer with her?" Madge—"No. Then
I was right. You have not known each
other for a very long time, have you?"
—Chicago Inter-Ocean.
The Young Man—"Gracie, what is
it your father sees in me to object to,
darling?" The Young Woman (wiping
away a tear) "He doesn't see any
thing iu you, Algernon ; that's why he
objects."—Boston Home Journal.
"Can any little boy here," asked
the visitor, "give me an example of
the expansion of substances by heat?"
"I can," said Tommy. "Our dog's
tongue is twice as long now as it was
last winter."—lndianapolis Journal.
He —"I had my picture taken along
with Nero—my big St. Bernard, you
kuow. May I have the pleasure of
presenting you with a copy?" She—
"Oh, I guess so. i always did admire
a haudsome dog,"—lndianapolis Jour
nal.
New Arrival (to sub lued-lookiug man
in the hotel otiice) -"You are the
clerk of this hotel, I suppose, sir?"
Subdued-looking Man—"Oh, you
flatter me, sir! lam only the pro
prietor-Browning, King Ar Co.'»
Monthly.
Mrs. Year wed (beseechingly;—"Oh,
if I only kuew some way to keep my
husbtud at home urchin. Can't yon,
from your ioug married experience,
suggest a plan?" Mrs. ()l lliaud (gritu
ly) "Certainly; chain him." - Huf
falo Courier.
Mr. K. Couowie "Did you write to
that man who advertises to .how peo
ple how to make ilm*ert» without tuilk.
aud have tUeiu richer?" Mrs. K. Co
uoliile "V««, and sent him tb<' do!
lar." "What did he reply?" "Cue
cream.N«*w York W -ekly.
"Feet IN," Mid the groerr, "iht-rt's
n i moiiciy lueoffinowaday*. " *' That's
a euinforl," repln I tb» eimtoiuer,
"but Hi. r, « nio.t < v<-r> I btnif eUe IU
It. Im the last p..i 11. I I got tlwrn were
eight b. »11., tbri-r |>«-a«, m ohiunie
nail. aud a ban Hul of gravel »tou ••
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