SULLIVAN JBIH REPUBLICAN. W. M. CHENEY. Publisher. VOL. XII. Wyoming is richer in minerals than buy other State in the country. It is asserted by tho New York Wit ness that eighty per cent, of the earn ings of railroads goto the pa3 T ment of wages for l<-'jor. Statistics show that during the last ten years the value of assessed prop erty in the District of Columbia has increased from to $191,- 41 7,804. Russia is said to have 137,000,000 more acres of land under cultivation than tho United States, but these sta tistics arc supposed, by the New York World, to be misleading, if not wholly false. Baltimore is the fourth maritime city in the country, being exceeded by New York, Boston and New Or leans, and nearly 3000 foreign vessels arrive and depart every year. The ex ports exceed $50,000,000 n year. Large irrigation works costing $2,- 000,000 and irrigating 400,000 acres of land are to be built in the Rio Yerde Valley of Arizona. The work is to be completed in eighteen months. It in cludes about 110 miles of canal, and a reservoir of immense capacity. A French statistician says that the number of men and women in France is more nearly equal than in any other country of the world, there being only 1007 women to 1000 men. In Switzer land there are 1060 men to 1000 wo men, aud in Greece only 933. The conditions in Hong Kong, China, ac cording to this authority, are ap palling, thero being only 366 women to 1000 men. A man whose business it is to solicit subscribers for several medical peri odicals complains that doctors are feeling the hard times, remarks the Chicago Herald. Many decline to subscribe, and more who subscribe de lay payment. Tho fact is that many sick folks are making shift to get along without the doctor, while some are seeking advice at the hands of less expensive men than they have usually employed. Professor G. Hall says: "Some years ago, by careful individual study, I found that sixty per cent, of the six year-old children entering Boston schools had never seen a robin, eigh teen per cent, had never seen a cow, some thinking it as big as their thumb or the picture, thus making mere verbal cram of all instruction about milk, cheese, butter, leather, and so on. Over sixty per cent, had never seen growing corn, blackberries or potatoes; seventy-one per cent, did not know beans." The struggle for supremacy between gas and electric light has been a de termined one. Electric light has made wonderful progress in point of cheap ness since 1877, but tho gas men are also advancing. Formerly gas was made wholly from coal. Later on coal find petroleum combined (known as water gas) came to the front and re duced the ccst materially, and now another big step has been takon—the production of gas wholly from petro leum. A plant of that description for making both fuel and illnmiuating gas is building at Haverstrnw, N. Y. Gas at fifty cents a thousand is bound to come, maintnius the Now York Re corder. The old Liberty Bell now rest in a handsome new case in the east room of Independence Hall, Philadelphia. The case is made of selected quartered white oak, istivo feot ten inches square and ten feet high. On each of the four sidos is a largo plate glass over four feet wide and seven feet high in the center. At each corner is a bronzed pillar surmounted by neat carved work, while over each of the glass sides is an arch with the names of thirteen orig inal States carved, that of Pennsyl vania being on the keystone. Facing the doorway leading down from the top, is a carved model of "Old Abe," the famous war eagle, the wings measuring fifty-four inches from tip to tip. Beneath, on the top of tho case, is the inscription copied from tho bell. "Proclaim liberty throughout all the world to all the inhabitants there of." On each corner of the top is a polished bronze torch. The bell is suspended within the case from the marred old yoke on which it hung when it made its historic peal. The yoko itself was made from a tree just back of tho hall. This is supported by columns of bronze and its columns rest on a truck, which fits snugly in side tho case, and nppoars to be sim ply a floor. Reiieath are four rubber tired wheels, which will permit a quick removal in case of tire. The new case, complete, cost SISOO. A gas well at Montpelier, Intl., lia changed its tune, and i>il flows freely from its mouth. Within a district having an area of thirty squaro miles, in the State of Vera Cruz, Mexico, there are more centenarians than in any of the United States. France is reported to be taking an increased interest in swine raising, and it is thought that this will en hance the attention given to the pro duction of corn. Sky-scraping buildings aro becom ing so common, that after awhile, Puck predicts, cities will be known as much by their altitude as by their length and breadth. The Northwestern Lumberman, which a few years ago took the ground that the supply of white pine in the Northwestern States was inexhaustible, now shows by what it believes to bo authentic figures that the shortage in one district alone for the current year will be 700,000,000 feet, and informa tion points to a general shortage in all the Northwestern pino territory, running into billions of feet. A business man remarks that it. is wonderful what effect the speed of elevators has on the manners of men in transacting business. Go into an office building where the elevators rush up and down like a flash, you will find the effect reproduced on the men who do business there. It is quick, sharp, nervous work. Where tho elevators are slow there is more deliberation and conservatism. The royalties of Europe patronize the bicycle with as much energy as the boys of America. The King of the Belgians exercises upon one daily, lit tle Queen Welhelmina rides one when she is at her castle of Het Loo, and the Czarowitz, Princes Waldemar and Carl, of Denmark, and Princes George and Nicholas, of Greece, are all cy clists. The bicycle of the Khedive of Egypt is a gorgeous machine, almost entirely covered with silver plating. Brooklyn appears to be rapidly 103- its character as a residence suburb of New York City, observes the New Or leans Picayune. It is no longer to any great extent the "bedroom of New York," and is becoming in an eminent degree a manufacturing town. Accord ing to the last census no fewer than 109,292 persons are employed on the average in the 10,583 manufactories in Brooklyn. Their combined capital is over 5250,000,000 and $65,000,000 is annually paid out in wages. If each person employed in a factory can bo held to represent four others depend ent upon his or her labors, fully one half of the population is supported by home manufactures. There are 264 industries represented in the list, the first, numerically, being shoe shops, but the leading one in point of value of product is the sugar-refining inter est. More men aro employed in mak ing clothes than in anything else, and foundry and machine shops come next. In no less than fifty-two dilTeront in' dustries the value of the product an nually exceeds £1,000,000. The direct and indirect losses caused by the recent strike will perhaps ex ceed $100,000,000. The President of one of the largest railway corporations in the country is reported as saying: The earnings of the railroad companies of the Western roads fell off in two weeks an average of at least twenty five per cent. The pay rolls that, wore stopped will represent a loss to em ployes of, let us sny, at least six times as much as that suffered by the com panies. Hundreds of factories were obliged to close from lack of coal or coke. The wages lost in tliesa were five times the amount lost by the manu factories. The beef companies lost hundreds of thousands and California and other fruit crops were either tem porary or total losses. The following is not an unfair recapitulation of losses, 1 think : The United States Government .. t1.030,000 Loss in earnings of railroads cen tering in Chicago 3,000,030 Loss in earnings of other railroads. 'J. 500,000 Loss by destruction of railw.iy property 2,500,000 Loss to railway omployes In wages 20,000,000 Loss in exports, pro luce and mer chandise 2,000.000 Loss in fruit crops 2,500,000 Loss to varied manufacturing com panies 7,503,0.10 Loss to employes 35,000,0)0 Loss to mercnants on quick goods 5,000,000 Total *81.000.000 To this must be added loss from what would have been increased sum* mer traffic and manufactured goods for tho coming season The licsl sho .ing will easily be more t.'iau *100,000,000. LAPORTE, PA., FRIDAY, AUGUST 31. 1884. WHERE THE CATTLE COME TO DRINK. At evening, where the cattle come to drink, Cool are the long marsh-grasses, dewy eool The alder thickets and ttio shallow pool, And the brown clay about tho trodden brink. The pensive afterthought of sundown sink Over the patient acres given to peace ; Tho homely crios and farmstead noises cease, And the worn day relaxes, link by link. A lesson that the open hoart may road Breathes in this mild benignity of air, Those dear familiar savours of the soil— A lesson of tho calm of human creed, The simple dignity of common toil, And tho plain wisdom of unspoken prayer. —O, G. D. Roberts,in Youth's Companion. ON THE"BRINK, BY AMELIA E. BAKU. A RS u// // there was a bonne stand- A in tlle fih midst of a sweet old gar illlnnilnjil I en on one °f Hill. It bid once been the residence of a noble family, but it was at that time only a celebrated school for young ladies. The house itself was a plain, substantial brick one, and there were plenty in the vi cinity that in every point excelled it; but nowhere was there a garden of greater loveliness than that its high brick walls shut in. This was especially so in the morn ings and evenings, when the pleached alleys and the hazel walks and the woodbine arbors were full of groups of beautiful young English girls girls with flowing brown hair and eyes as blue and clear as heaven, and faces innocent and fresh as if each face had been made out of a rose. But even where all are beautiful, some one will be found loveliest of all, and Laura Falconer was the acknowledged belle of the upper class. She was nineteen years of age, but she still lingered at Madame Mere's school, partly because it had been her only home for five years and partly because her guardian considered it to be the best place for her until she was twenty-one, when she would receive her fortune and become her own mis tress. So Laura remained at madame's, studying a little, but still having a much larger amount of liberty than that granted to the other pupils. This liberty permitted her to shop with a proper escort and also to pay frequent visits to acquaintances resident in Richmond and London. On one of these excursions she had met Mr. Ernest Trelawny, and it is of this gentleman she is so confidentially talking to her chief friend, as they walk in the loneliest part of the gar den together. "I am so glad, Clara, that we met him this afternoon ; I wanted you so much to see Ernest. Is he not hand some?" "I never saw such eyes, Laura! And his figure ! And his stylish dress! Oh, I think he is so grand and so— well, so mysterious-looking, as if he was a poet or something." "And then his conversation, Clara! He talks as I never heard any one else talk—so romantic, dear!" "Oh, I think you must be a very happy girl, Laura! I often wish I had some one to love me as Ernest loves you." Laura sighed and looked up senti mentally : "You have a father and mother, Clara. lam quite alone. Ernest says that is one reason he at first felt as if he must love mo." "What would Madame Mere say?" "Madame must not know for the world, Clara. She would write to my guardian. Oh, Clara, lam going to tell you a great, great secret! Ernest and I have determined to run away to Gretna Green and get married." "Oh-h-h-h! Laura, how dare you? Madame will be sure to find it out. She never looks as if she knew things, but she always does. When aro you going?" "To-night. Ernest will be waiting with a carriage at the end of the gar den wall. I Lave bribed cook to leave the kitchen door unlocked, and I shall go through her room and down the back-stairs." rhus, until the nine o'cloek bell rang, the two girls talked over am! over the same subject and never found it weari some, and when they bade each other a good-night in the long corridor, it was a very meaning one. They were both greatly impressed with the ro mance of the situation, and timid little Clara envied and admired her friend, and could not sleep for listening for the roll of a carriage and the parting signal which Laura had agreed to make on her friend's door as she passed it. Then Laura made her few prepara tions and sat down in the moonlight to wait for the hour. She thought of all her favorite heroines who had en acted a similar part, and tried to feel as they were asserted to have felt. "Half-past eleven 1" She rose ami laid hor bonnet and mantle ready, but, in spite of her ro mantic situation, she was really chilled and unhappy and conscious of a most unnatural depression of spirits. Just then the door opened softly, and Madame Mere, with a caudle in her hand, entered the room. She WHS a very small, slight woman, with a grave, lovable face and a pair of won derful eyes, lu their calm, clear light lay the secre* of her power over the fifty girls whom she ruled absolutely with a glance or a smile. She came gliding m wore like a spirit than a woman, and putting the light down, said: "Laura, I have had a dream, dear girl—a dreadful dream —and I am afraid. Let me stay here with you." So she sat down and began in a low, trembling voice to talk of Laura's dead mother ; of her pure, lofty wo manhood, and of her love for her child. Laura scarcely heard her; the time was going fast; it was close upon midnight; she must make an effort at once. So during a moment's pause, she said: "Will madame try to sleep now?" "Yes, I will put out the light, and we will both try." "First, will madame permit me to goto Clara's room ? I have left my things there. I shall not disturb any one." In a moment madamc's attitude changed; her eyes scintillated with light; all the caressing tenderness and sorrow cf her voice and manner were gone. She was like an accusing spirit. "Down on your knees, false girl, whom no memory of mother's love could soften ! Down on your knees, aud let your prayers strengthen the hands of those good angels who aro fighting your evil genius this very moment! Pray as those should pray whose very life and salvation hang upon a villain's word !" And, draw ing the girl down beside her, she watched out with her those dangerous midnight hours. At two o'clock Laura was left to weep out alone her shame oud her dis appointment. Madame had kissed and forgiven and comforted her with such comfort as was possible; but youth takes hardly the breaking of its idols, and it was bitter and humiliat ing to hear that this handsome Ernest was better known to the police courts than to the noble houses he talked about, and yet she had chosen his so ciety and had been willing to become his wife. Madame had not spared her; she had spoken very plainly of a gambler's wife and of a thief's home — of shames aud horrors Laura trem bled to recall —adding: "I had willingly kept you ignorant of such things, for the knowledge of them takes the first bloom of purity from a good girl's heart; but, alas, Laura, if you will go forbidden roads, you must at least be warned of the sin and the sorrows that haunt them." Laura was ill many days afterward. Madame had indeed forgiven her, but it was hard to forgive herself; and for a long time even a passing memory of her first lover brought a tingling blush of shame Jo her cheeks and a sickening sense ofjdisgrace and fright to her heart. i It was ten y3»r>, after this event, and Laura, with her two daughters, was driving slowly across Cannock Chase. The pretty children sat on either side of her, and she drove the ponies slowly, often stopping to let the little girls alight and pull a blue bell or a handful of buttercups. Dur ing one of these stoppages, as she sat, with a smile on her handsome face, watching the happy little ones, some one, coming from behind, touched her rudely on the arm. She turned and saw a man in grimy leather cloth ing, with an evil, cruel face, at her side. Supposing him to be one of the men employed in her husband's iron works, who had been discharged or who wanted help, she said : "Well, what is it, sir?" The man answered curtly: "Laura!" Then Laura looked steadily into the dirty, imbruted face. And in spite of soot and scars and bruises, she knew it. "Mr. Trelawny, why do—" "Bosh! My name is Bill Yates. You fooled me once my lady, but you will pay me for it now. I've been lagged since then—sent across for seven years—only got back six months since. Glad I have found you, for I won't work any more now. Come, I want a fiver to start with." "A 'fiver?' " "Yes; a five-pound note." "I shall not give yon a penny." "Then I shall take one of them little girls—the youngest is the pret tiest—" "For God's sake, don't go near my children! I will give you the money." "I prefer the money, it will save me the trouble of selling the child to the gypsies." Laura hastily counted out the sum; there was seven shillings more in her purse, aud the villain said : "I'll take the change, too. Shall I lift the children into the phaeton?" "Don't touch them. Don't look at them! Oh, go away! Go away!" "Go away, indeed! You were glad enough once to come to me. I have your letters yet. It would be a sweet thing to show them to your husband." "You had better murder me." "I have half a mind to; but it suits me better to keep you for my banker. Be here next week with five pounds seven shillings, and every week after, until further notice, or else I will steal your child and send them letters to your tine husband." Then, with a fcireatening scowl and the shake of a cleiVhed fist in her face, he went away, taking with him all the joy and peace out of poor Laura's life. She now lived in constant terror, and such a dreadful change came so rapidly over the once happy, hand some woman that her husband was ex ceedingly anxious, both for het health and her reason. What did she do with the unusually large sums of money she asked him for? Why did she go out riding alone? Why did she not suffer her children to leave their own grounds? Why did she not sleep at night? Why was her ouce even, sun ny temper become so irritftb'e? Why did she search his face so eagerly every night? These aud twenty other anxious, suspicious questions passed through his miud continually, ;«ut he hoped that by ignoring the change it would disappear. Alas! Things got worse and worse, and one day, after ten miserable months, he was sent for from the works in haste. Lanra was raving and shrieking in tho wildest paroxysm of brain-fever: "Where are the children? Savo them from that man ! Henry, please take him five pounds—no, he wants ten pounds now, and I can't get it!'* In such piteous, moaning ejacula tions she revealed the Becret terror that was killing her. But perfect love casts out fear and jealousy, and Laura's husband did her no injustice. Tenderly he nursed the poor, shattered wife and mother back to life aguin, though it was an almost hopeless task with that nameless horror ever beside her. One night, when she was a little stronger, he led her onto talk of the past, and he was so loving and so pitiful that in a flood of life-giving tears she poured out to him the whole miserable story. Then the burden fell from her life, and she dropped happily into the first sweet, healthy sleep she had had for nearly a year. She never asked again for her tormentor; she only knew that he had disappeared from South Stafford shire, aud joy aud peace came back to her heart and home. But one day, after the lapse of four years, she received a dirty, anonymous letter full of threats and insolent de mands for money. This time she went at once to her husband with tho trouble. "Don't be frightened, Laura," he answered. "I know the fellow. He is one of a gang of four who have just come to Sackett Village. He will be in jail before to-morrow night. This time he shall not escape my vengeance." Ho had scarcely finished speaking when a couple of men ran up to the house, crying: "Measter ! Measter! Here be Dim mitt's height slewered away and there's 'a crowning in!' " The iron-master leaped to his feot and was soon following the "evil mes sengers to the village. He knew that Sackett was all undermined with pits and workings, and it was possible the whole village was in danger. The disaster was right in the center of it, and ho was not long in reaching the great yawning chasm, where the earth had given way and down which two cottages, with their inhabitants, had gone. As soon as the master appeared, the pitmen and iroumen gathered round him, though all knew that succor or help was perfectly hopeless. "Where is Bumby?" "Here I be, measter." "What mine was under this?" "Dimmit's, measter, worked out." "Is it deep?" "Six hundred feot." "Dry or wet?" "Deep water." Tho master looked blankly at the black abyss. "It's the third 'crowning in,' i' my time. T'lrst were into Cavill's mine. Six decent families whent down at midnight; they were dashed to bits on t' rocks at the bottom." •'Do you know who lived in these cottages?" "One were empty, thank God. Four strange lads that worked i' Sackett'e mine had t* other; they nobbut work ed there a week, they wor glad to get shut on them at end of it." "I know, measter," said Miohael Raine, the publican, "for they owe me for a week's beer and 'bacca—tho score is set ag'n' John Todd, Tim Black and Bill Yates." " 'Bill Yates?' are you sure?" "Suro to certain of that name, measter, for he said he wor come spe cial to get upsides wi' you." The ironmaster turned thought fully home, and as he kissed his wife, said : "Bill Yates is dead, Laura. My vengeance has been taken from me by Him to whom vengeance belongetli. You may rest safely now, darling." "But oh, Henry, what a destiny might have been mine !" "Don't say 'destiny', Laura. Our choices are our destiny. Nothing is ours that our choices have not made ours." This is a true story, and I tell it to many thousands of young girls with just as much earnestness as Laura told it to her daughters, to show them that clandestine love affairs are always highly dangerous; for a passion that is cradled in deceit is pretty sure to end in sin or shame or sorrow.—New York Ledger. Testing a Horse's Wind, While talking about horses the other day an old farmer said : "Wal, I'm a pretty good judge of horses and can always tell whether a horso is short-winded or not. •'Before I buy a horse," he contin ued, "I just borrow it for about an hour or so aud then I get out on some lonely road and see what kind of stuff he is made of. "I just let him choose his own gait for a couple of mile posts and finally give him plenty of rein, making him go for all he is worth. All tho time I just keep my eye on his haunohes, aud if I see any rotary motion there it's a sign he's thick-winded, and, of course, every one knows that kind ain't iuu good."—Philadelphia Call. Wonderful S|»eeil of Atlantic Mnnrs. The highest recorded speed on the Atlantic as an avorago for the wholo pasMigo is 21.9 knots per hour, per formed l>v tho Cunard steamer Lu cania. This has now been nearly equaled by her sister ship, the Cam pania, which has just made the passage from New York to Quoeustown in five days, tliirteeu hours, eight luiuute? over a total distance of 2905 knots, her average speed Uaviug been 21.82 | knots per hour.-- Scientific American. Terms---SI.OO in Advance ; 51.25 after Three Months. SAVED BY AN INCUBATOR, NATURE'S SUBSTITUTE - DOING WONDERS FOR INFANTS. How the Lives of 31nity Uabics Have Been Saved In New York Hospi tals—A Clever Device. ££ "T" TE was incubated," the proud mother of some j great man of the future (J will say of hor son. For the baby incubator iq a success and has come to stay. TJie doctors de clare ythat incubators' have already been tho means of saving the lives of 100 infants in New York, says a cor respondent of the St. Louis Post-Des patch. In fact, the new born baby, who, under the old-fashioned methods, has no chance of living, now, if putin an incubator,' stands /lbout an even chance of becoming a healthy, crow ing youngster. Baby incubators are now in use iu two hospitals in the city, the Post Graduate Hospital and the Maternity Hospital of tho Women's Medical College. A bright young woman, with a sweet face and modest ways, is in charge of tho babies at the Maternity Hospital. There is a room in tho third story there, a room with a great window which lets iu plenty of light and over looks the tops of the trees in Stuyve sant Park. Around the walls are four cribs of from ten to twelve feet in length. In two of these thero were three little lumps. You discover that these lumps are alive and breathing. They are very small and delicate, and dainty and pink. They are babies sure enough— any man could tell that, but nobody would ever think they are incubator raised. The incubator is used only for the prematurely born babies and for babies which are so weak that the wise young womea doctors are pretty sure that they will die if left in the open air. Strangely enough, the incubator is shaped something like a coffin, while its particular aim is to keep babies out of coffins. There aro two kinds of baby incubators and they differ somewhat in construction. The moment a baby for the in cubator arrives at the Maternity Hospital the white capped nurses and the doctors gather about the little wooden box, which rests upon a stand some three or four feet high. Baby is swathed very carefully in warm clothes, and is then weighed, clothes and ail, before he is laid inside, and the glass cover is placed over him. Underneath the board upon which the little mite rests are three bottles that are kept constantly full of hot water. The air passitsy in from below flows over these and through an open ing in the board into tho chamber where the infant is. A thermometer keeps the attendant continually in formed as to the temperature, and a little aluminum anemometer in the small chimney through which the air escapes and which furnishes the draught that keeps the baby supplied with fresh air, always indicates whether or not the circulation of air is good. The weight is a very important matter. Our baby in the incubator is weighed every day. A healthy baby should show a slight diurnal increase in weight, and if the doctors find that the diminutive patient is not growing heavier, they seek remedies for his indisposition. Tho incubator which will be in the babies' ward of the new building of the Post Graduate Hospital is a great improvement on that at the Maternity Hospital, although it lacks tho senti mental surroundings of the one in charge of the young women doctors. In this improved affair the patient will not have to bo once lifted fiom his snug nest from the time ho is placed inside until he becomes strong enough to be removed with safety. The incubator is set upon bicycle wheels, so it may be moved about whenever desired. Tho fresh air is heated by passing between two stratas of hot water, rises up both at the head and the feet of the mattress, and is kept iu motion by an aluminum fan run by clockwork, thus proventing the possibility of the little patient's suffering for want of air. There is alto a tube for the supply of oxygen, liberal quantities of which are good for babies who are hanging onto life by tho merest thread, and it is be lieved this improvement will save a great many lives that would have been lost in the old incubator. By means of a clever mechanical de vice, the weight of the body is always registered, so that the physician may discover the slightest variation at any time. Of course tho incubator must be opened to feed the baby its artifi cial food, but by means of a deft slid ing of the covers the entrance of any cold air from the outside is prevented. The temperature of the inside of the iucubator is kept as near ninety-eight degrees as possible. Oil vs. Coal. A careful test was made at Chicago the other day with a couple of power ful sea-going tugs of the relative ex peuso and merit of oil aud coal as fuel. The two tugs made a run from Chicasro to Waukegau and back, one fired with coal and the other with oil. The coal burniug tug made her run in three hours, and consumed #15.72 worth of fuel. The oil-burning one, which is a much slower vessel under similar con ditions, made tho run in 7$ minutes slower time, a speed which she had never made before, and consumed but $1.62 worth of oil. Resides, she made no smoke. She is to be put to work iu the river, and submitted to all sorts of practical tests.— New Orleans Pica yune. The earliest snow ever knowu i> England was on October 7, 1829. NO. 47. A LESSON IN LOVE. ' Love is not wisp." they gay— Those sage ndvUcrs that have Jived and died, And In their sterner moments put aside The arch intruder from their way ; "Love is not wise," they 9ay. They seek to frighten thee-- Thou who nrt far from their old, stupid world, And on the airy wings of youth art whirled Above all practicality: They seek to frighten thee. Decline theit wisdom now : And seek that only that our heart 3 perceive, Only that grand, great bliss which I believe Conies from our spirits' secret vow— Decline their wisdom now ! —Edmond Picton, in Times-Democrat. HUMOR OF THE I)AV. Money talks—in all languages. Truth. A receiving teller—The scandal bearer. —Truth. Fame is Bmely a bubble; for plenty of "soap" will make it.—Puck. There is a little wolf and a little rabbit in every man.—Atchison Globe. In the grammar of femininity two negatives make two affirmatives.— Puck. Most men and their stomachs don't understand each other. Atchison Globe. Let us be frank, and admit that we are all somewhat gossipy. —Atchison Globe. The fut man is an example of those who have greatness thrust upon them. —Truth. The difficulty in chasing men lies in getting them started to run.—Atchi son Globe. Tolerance is the admission of the right of other people to hold wrong views.—Puck. There is no success so sweet as tho success achieved by acting against the advice of our friends.—Puck. "And do you think Binks can fill the requirements of the place?" "M m, well—if it requires Binks, he can." —Puck. No man will ever amount to much who labors under tho impression that somebody else is always in his way.— Dallas News. "Does your wife put up all her can stuff herself ?" "Certainly. Self-pres ervation is the first law of nature."— Boston Transcript. Priscilla —"I want to get a gown to match my complexion." Perdita — "Why don't you get a Jiand-painted one?" —Brooklyn La ~ w He who thinks that imagination is solely an attribute of youth should chat a while with one of our "oldest inhabitants." — Truth. Caller —"Your son graduated from college this year, did he not?" Mrs. Malaprop— "Yes; he was valetudinari an of his cln^s." —Puck. There are times when the man who thinks he fills the public eye merely occupies the position of a speck of dust. —Milwaukee Journal. Training will do much for a man; but it will not teach him never to neglect to look for the towel before he fills his eyes full of soap.—Puck. According to Kipling, the elephant is a gentleman. Nonsense! Whoever heard of a gentleman oarryiug his trunk himself? —Boston Transcript. The world no doubt owes a great many people a living; but the records do not show that it ever has assigned for tho benefit of its creditors. —Puck. Though woman, lovely woman Kometin»es fails to have her way, You can bet your bottou dollar That she 11 always have her say. —lndianapolis Journal. A ten-cent box of blacking, proper ly applied, will command more re spect than a hundred dollar diamond and rusty footwear on a man who is seeking work. —Washington Star. "There is more pleasure in giving than receiving," was the proverb that a mother was trying to instill into a youthful mind. "Thats true about castor oil, mother," was the answer she got. —New York Advertiser. It has Veen said that there is some thing uot unpleasing to us in the mis fortunes of our friends. White most likely this is true, yet pleasure, at tho misfortunes of our enemies, is still do ing business at the old stand.—Puck. Haughty Lady (who has just pur chased a stamp) —"Must T put it on myself?" Postoflice Assistant (very politely) "Not necessarily, ma'am; it will probably accomplish more if you put it ou the letter. " Newark Led ger j{ P —"[, had a queer dream about you last night, Miss Louisa. I was about to give yon a kiss, when sud denly we were separated by a river that gradually grew as big as the Rhine." She— "And was there uo bridge or uo boat?"—Fliegende Blaet ter. "How many feet ought I to have to the line for this poem?" asked the young man, as he sauntered careless ly into the editor's office. "I hardly know," wearily replied the gloomy man of shears, "but if 1 had a thou sand I would gladly give tuem to you." —Atlanta Constitution. The Telegraph in China. A Chinese engineer, educated in New Ilaveu, Conn., has nearly completed a telegraph line. SOW miles lnua, across the Gobi desert, from Pekiu to K"wh gar, Chinese Turkestan. It has been three years under construction, am' poles m places were hauled <SOO miles. French lines connect i- will the Rus sian system.—Literary Digest. Only eight per cent, of the popula tion of St. Louis, Mo , live IU tene ments.
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