SULLIVAN JS& REPUBLICAN. W. M, CHENEY. Publisher. VOL. XII. The New Zealand Maoris own about 10,000,000 acres of land. The spring anil autumn maneuvers of European armies cost annually $lO,- 000,000. In twelvo months American railroad companies havo paid $239,616,284 as interest on bonds and $95,337,081 as dividends on stocks. Tho Egyptian Government pays in terest on 800,000,000 Nile Canal debt and $30,000,000 Suez Canal bonds, squeezing tho money out of tho farm ers. Tho most unhealthy city in Europe, according to statistics recently issued, is Barcelona, Spain, one of tho love liest places in that part of the con tinent. One who lives in Barcelona increases considerably his chances of death. The statement that a child five and a half years of ago would not have more than ono hundred and fifty words in its vocabulary that it was ablo to uso led a careful mother to note foT a month tho number of words used by her child. All the parts of speech used were recorded, with the result that in this case the child appeared to have a vocabulary of 1528 words. A young man of Lewiston, Me., who prides himself on his uttractiveness for tho gentler sex, got on a train tho other day and saw a good-looking young lady, who seemed to have no body with her. Ho approached her, relates the New Orleans Picayune, and did tho masher act. She was re sponsive, and he was having a very nice time when a man came in and thanked him for having mado tho task of taking a lunatic to the asylum easier than lie dared hopo. An estimate 'of the charitable be quests in England during 1893 puts the total sum at about §7,000,000. This is held to bo about one-tenth of j tho estates upon which probato duty has been levied. Among tho larger j amounts given aro the following: Earl of Derby, $100,000; Richard Vaughan, of Bath, a retired brewer, 8225,000; tho Be v. .fames Spurrell, $1,300,000; John Ilorniman, a toa merchant, $l5O - 000; Ileury Spicer, tho well-known paper dealer, $750,000; Sir William Mackinnon, $300,000. The largest legacy of all is by Baroness Forrester, ,91,500,000. N. S. Nesteroff, an attache of tho Russian Department of Agriculture, is in Michigan inspecting methods em ployed there in cutting and market ing lumber. His object is principally to get information respecting im provements in sawmill machinery. Mr. Nesteroff pronounces the Saginaw Valley mills the finest ho has over seen. He was especially interested in tho maple sugar industry iu tho spring, and spent a month in a New York State sugar camp. This busi ness was entirely new to him, and ho will try to introduce it into his nativo country, which has, he says, an abun dance of sugar maples. The Chinese trade unions can trace their history back for more than 4000 years. The Chinaman does not dis cuss with his employer what hois to receive for tho work ho does; he sim ply takes what he considers a fair and proper remuneration. Ho levies toll on every transaction according to laws laid down by his trade union, and without for a moment taking into consideration what his employer may consider proper. He is, therefore, says a correspondent of the Philadel phia Telegraph, generally called a thief; but he is acting under duo guarantees, in obedience to laws that are far better observe 1 and more strict than any tho polico havo been able to impose. It takes 3200 mail cars to distribute Uncle Sum's mail, and the New York division alone requires 81!) railway post clerks to handle it. Last, year these clerks hiiudled 1,207,220,577 pieces of mail bound past their divi sion,of which 75J,y7f!,N.15 were letters. To net a clear idea of tho immense amount of mail matter in this number of letters, suppose they nvera ;i: four inches in length uud uro laid cud t» end. They will stretch over a line 2075 miles long. Ml railway post clerks must be quie's uud intelligent and have a thorough knowledge of tho whole oonntry. Iu the second divi sion there are IN,OOO postoflict tm I the clerks lißint < very oue. This -iyn tem rntl *«v |><»toflici i baspri v. 100 valuable, tin- writer fr >!•« who-t intrresting article iii llar|>< r'» Yoitnv I'eoplu the .< U N uro drawn, that II l« now l>«utg upintuJ *iii th« trauvat lautiu •teatuthiiMk TELLING STORIES. 1 know of a boy that's sleopy, I can tell liy tho nodding head, And the eyes that cannot stay open While tho good-night prayer Is saH And tho whispered "Toll a 'tory, Said In such a drowsy way, Slakes mo heartho bells of Droamland That ring at closo of day. So you want a story, darling! What shall tho story be? Of I,title Boy Blue In tho haystack, And tho shoep ho falls to soe, As they nibblo tho moadow elovor While tho eows aro In tho corn? 0 Little Boy Blue, wake up, wako up, For tho farmer blows his born! Or shall It bo the story Of Llttlo Bo Peep I toll, And tho sheep ho lost and mourood for. As If awful fato befell? But there was no need of sorrow For the pet that went astray, Since, loft home, ho came back hoaio In his own good tlmo ami way. Ob. tho pigs that went to market— That's the talo for mo to toll! Tho great big pig, an l tho llttlo pigs, And tho wee, woo pig as well. Hero's tho big pig—what a beauty.' But not half as eunnlng is ho As this llttlo tot of a baby pig That can only say "We-we !'■ Just look at tho baby, bless him! The llttlo rogue's fast asleep, 1 might have stopped tolling stories When I got to Little Bo Peep, Ob, little one. how I love you ! You are so dear, so fair! Here's a good-night kiss, my baby- God havo you In His care! —Eben E. RexforJ. OCTAVIA'S CHOICE. BY ITEL.EN WHITNEY CLARK. flrfc p. /T ain't right, ac ' (Is/ acordiu' to my i,lo<>s t>f what ' a right an what's wrong, Octavy!" said Grandma Mockbee, severe >y. "An'l shan't give my con sent!" added tho old lady, winding briskly away on a big ball of clouded red and white yarn. Miss Octavia Mockbee, black-eyed and scarlet-lipped, turned sharply around with an impatient frown on her shapely forehead. "I haven't asked your consent yet!" she retorted, imperiously. "When I do, it will be time enough to refuse!" "Then you ain't a-goin' to marry him after all, Octavy?" cheerfully commented Aunt Adaline, looking up from the sponge pudding she was mak ing for dinner. "I'm eo glad! Mr. Fothergill may be respectable, for all we know, an' then ag'in he mayn't. But wo know all about Jeromo Mead owgay, an' his folks afore him. Not a shiftless one among 'em." "An' like aa not the t'other one is a ' wolf in sheep's clothin'," sagely com- i mented Miss Martha Phipps, who was ! spending tho day."lt ain't best to take no resks, Octavy." "But you hadn't ought to encour age Mr. Fothergill so much, Ockie," admonished Mrs. Mockbee, with a mollified glance at her tall grand daughter. "It ain't right to accept the attentions of any man without you think—" "Now, look here, grandma, and J Aunt Adaline—and you, too, Miss J Phipps!" The black-eyed beauty wheeled around and leveled a whole battery of angry glances at her startled hearers. "You may all keep your good advice till it's called for! I don't want it! I'm going to marry Ferdinand Foth ergill and live in tho city. I shan't tio myself down to a common farmer like Jerome Meadowgay, and you needn't think it!" And tho offended Xantippe flounced out of the room, leaving her auditors breathless with astonishment. One hour later, sixteen-year-old Margie, coming in from tho barn-loft with a flat split-basket of fresh-laid mot Jerome Meadowgay leaving tho house. "Oh, Jerome, do stay to dinner !" greeted Margie, cordially. "We're going to have rice waffles and sponge pudding." But Jerome gloomily shook bis head. "I'm going away, Margie," he said gently. "This is the last time I shall see you for a long while—perhaps for ever." Margie's dimpled face clouded over like an April sky. "Going away, Jerome! 'But—but where?" she asked, blankly. "I—l don't know yet," hesitated Jerome. "Maybe to Greenland," he added, recklessly. "But good-by, lit tle Margie. Don't forget me, will you? There'll be nobody else to re member me." But Margie clung to his hand. "Oh, Jerome, mamma and grandma will remember you, and so will I!" j she declared, impulsively. "Ami if Cousin Octavia prefers that littledude of a Ferdinand Fothergill to you, she'll rue it some day, eoo if she don't. "But you'll write to us, won't you, : Jerome? she pleaded, looking at him through a pair of forget-me-not blue eye* fringed with thick, curling lashes. | " That's is, if you don't gut froze up in Greenland," she added, dubiously. I Jerome laughed in spite of hit) gloomy prosp.-ets, and a ray of warmth seemed to tlud its wav to his chilled heart. "I doii t think I'll ft- < /r, Margie and I'll certainly write to you,'' hi promised. And r« lensiug tie niitd of a hand, lie svro k- n«ay, while Margie hurried into thti house "1 mustu't wsteb huu uut of tight, b«ca<iw It would briug had lujk, and u»ayl»« h« VwuM uuvfef cumo hook,"] LAPORTE, PA., FRIDAY, OCTOBER 5. 1894. she commented, gravely, to herself, us she stowed tho eggs away in a stone jar on the pantry shelf. "Ugh! how I would hate togo to Greenland 1" she reflected, with a shudder at tho pict ure her fancy conjured up. How Jerome Meadowgay had come to fall so desperately in love with Oc tavia Mockbee was a mystery, seeing there were plenty of other girls -quite as pretty, and with more amiable dis positions around the village of Hills dale. However, love is proverbially blind to all defects, and though Octavia was as heartless as ono of the marble Bacchantes at Forest Park, she was really very attractive-looking, with her red lips and Spanish black eyes. And as Jerome Meadowgay was con sidered quite an eligible match among the belles of Hillsdale, the course of his love seemed to drift placidly along, and bid fair to run in a smooth chan nel for a time—until Ferdinand Foth ergill appeared upou the scene. Then everything was changed. Mr. Fothergill was an insurance agent, and made plenty of money ; at least ho spent it plentifully, which amounts to tho same thing as far as appearances are concerned. He was a dashing young man, with sharp gray eyes, and whiskers cut a .'a Vandyke. He wore a seal-ring, a dangling gold watch chain and tho liuest of broad cloth attire. And as Octavia Mockbee was one of those persons who are caught by superficial attractions and outside glitter, she straightwiiy gave Jerome Meadowgay the cold shoulder. Tho forty-acre farm, well stocked and timbered, with its snug cottage, Gothic-roofed ond covered in spring with clambering hop vines and Vir ginia creepers, whereof Jerome had hoped to make her tho mistress of compared to tho prospects offered by the dashing city dude, soon dwindled into insignificance. And in spite of all opposition, Octa via determinedly took her fate into her own hands and made no secret of tho fact that she was "off with the old love, and on with the now." Seeing that she was determined to follow her own course, Grandma Mockbee and Aunt Adaline decided to give her a respectable wedding, at least. "It's the best wc can do fur her," sighed the grandmother. "A willful girl must have her own way; but if she lives to repent, it won't be laid to our charge." And so tho wedding drew near, and there was whisking of eggs and baking of cakes, to say nothing of dress making and clear starching, within the old Mockbee homestead. Tlio prospective bridgroom had gone oil a collecting tour which would detain him till the eve of the wedding dfty, and the morning before tho aus picions event arrived. Octavia was trying the effoct of a pale pink necktie against her creamy complexion ; Aunt Adaliue was basting the box pleats in a silver gray poplin that was to do duty as a "second-day" dress; Grandma Mockbee was thread ing the laces in a French corset, over which the wedding gown was to bo tried on. Mnrgio alone was idle, having re fused to lend any assistance whatever toward tho coming festivities. "I shall not help to injure poor Jerome I" sho deelured, with a curl ing lip. "Poor Jerome, indeed 1" mimicked Octavia, sneeringly. She was about to add some stinging remark, when a scream from the dress maker, Miss Martha Phipps, drew every eye iu her direction. "Oh, Miss Mockbee—Octavia—look hero! I don't understand it. Maybo it don't mean him, though." "Dear mo, what a fuss you arc mak ing Miss Phipps!" cried Octavia, im patiently. "Can't you tell what tho matter is, or havo you lost tho use of your tongue?" Miss Phipps resented the caustic speech with a toss of her head. "No, I haven't lost the uso of my tongue," sho responded, spitofully— "nor my eyos, either, or I wouldn't have spied this notice iu tho Poplar Bluff Gazette! It's tho inarriago li cense of Ferdinand Fothergill, Hills dale, and Miss Amy Cotterill, of Pop lar Bluff." "It's a lie !" shrieked Octavia, evi dently verging on hysterics. "I don't believe a word of it!" "It's right here in black and white," asserted Miss Phipps, holding up the paper. And at that very moment a lotter was brought by a special carrier, ad dressed to Octavia. Sho tore it open and re.id : Dear Miss Moekboe—Owlna to tho hnr.l times ami lawn *« reverses. I rogrot to say tlwit I II Hi myself unable to support a wlfo. Under tho oireumttanees I e-muot afford to marry for love alone, and, t hero fore, I give you Imek your freedom, and hope you will soon forget that there over was sueh a per son iis Ferdinand Fothergill. "Throo years since I went away a bachelor forlorn," laughed Jerome Meadowgay, as he strode along toward tlu- Mockbee farm and turned his steps toward the old stile at the foot of the lane. A tall figure stood in the dusky twilight, saintly outlined against the slowl v-fadin < crimson of the west. "Welcome home!" called a soft VoiiKl. Jerome sprung eagerly forward. •'Margie!" he cried, "So, not Margie!" in pettish toues. "It's Oct aria. Don't yo*i know me, Jerome '*' she a"ke I ; then added, iu dulcet aeeeuts, " I did uot know my own heart when I sent you awav. For giv« me, Jerome, Mtd and let us bury the past t" A soil him.l was laid on his arm,and * (etavia's liquid <■) loukvd apparently iuto hi*. J> rouik put tbu haud loldly ailde. "I'bv i >• hurmd, iu m I am concerned," be assured her. "You said all was over between us that day, Oetairia, and I accepted your decision." "But—but it is not too late yet, Jerome. I—" "It is too late!" was the stern re ply. Pretty, pink-ehceked, Margie mado a charming bride, a few weeks later, and the Gothic-roofed cottage, with its hop-vines and Virginia creepers, is no longer in want of a mistress.— Saturday Night. New Ituilding Material. A new building material called eompoboard is thus described by tho Northwestern Lumberman: It is made of one-eighth-inch strips of wood from three-quarters to ono and a quarter inches wide, placed bo tween two sheets of hoavy strawboard and united under heavy pressuro with a strong cement. The process of manufacture is peculiar. Into tho machine that molds the board are run two sheets of the strawboard from rolls, ono from abovo and ono from below a table onto which aro fed from a feeding device tho strips of wood. A roller running in a tank of the liquid cement rolls upon the inner surfaco of the sheets of strawboard, and the three layers of 'material run together betweeu rolls ami into a hy draulic press capable of exerting a pressure 120 tons to the square inch. Ten feet of tho board is stopped auto matically for a few seconds iu tho press, then run out upon a table fit tod with cut-off saws, whore it is sawed to tho desired length. It is then run upon trucks, placed in tho dry-kiln, aud when taken out is trimmed to forty-eight inches in width. The strength of tho board as com pared with its weight is marvelous. The ends of an eighteen foot can bo brought together without breaking or warping it. No conditions can warp it. Wall paper is put upon tho board and tho finish is as fine as upon any plastered wall. Tho strong points claimed for the board: It is not more expensive than first-class plastering. It forms an absolutely air-tight wall. It stiffens a building much more than any coat of mortar can. It is quickly put on and produces no dampness, thus causing no swelling aud shrinking of tloors and casings. It is light, thus avoiding the dragging down of the house frame, tho consequent cracking of walls and the warping of tho door frames. It forms a solider, cloauer, drier wall at no more expense than is involved in the old way. Paper Manufacture in America. It is ft curious and rather startling fact that nest to the articles entering into food and clothing, papor is the most universally used commodity in the world, nays the Philadelphia Times. The daily output of nows print paper in the United States is about 1200 to 1500 tons. Just think of 125 or 150 carloads of newspapers mentally de voured each day in this country ! Tho production of news print is larger than any other grade. That of book paper is probably as much as 1000 tons and of writing 450 tons each daily. The gross daily capacity of the paper mills of tho United States in opera tion during 1892-93 for all kinds and grades of paper was estimated at about 10,000 tons. Of this amount nearly 2500 tons represented news print and book paper, 1800 tons wrapping paper, 850 tons strawboard, 150 tons writing paper, and almost 2100 tons of the various other kinds and grades. The States which rank tirst in the production of paper are New York, Maine, Massachusetts, Wisconsin, Pennsylvania, Ohio and Illinois. From these seven States come nearly three fourths of tho entire paper supply of the country. By far the greater part of the vast output is consumed in the United States, the greatest paper using country in tho world. Death From Fright. "During my forty odd years of practice I have never seen but ono case whero death was caused by fright," said a physician. "The in stance I speak of happened in South America, through which I was making a tour. One afternoon wo experi enced a rather severe shock of earth quake. Some time before tho shock was felt a young Mexican who was em ployed to work about an anatomical museum in tho town whero I was then visiting fell asleep in a chair in the room which contained all tho ghostly relies. Suddenly ho was awakenod by an extraordinary noise. lie wot. hor rified to see all the death's heads nod ding and grimacing, and the skeletons dauciug about and waving their flesh less arms madly in the air. Speech less with terror, tho poor fellow tied from the scene, and upon reaching the street fell to the ground unconscious and half dead with fright. After a few hours he became somewhat ration al, and it was explained to him that it was an earthquake that had caused all the commotion aiming tho specimens, but theshoek had been too severe and his death followed in ft few days."— St. Louis(ilobi -Democrat. The l'otoinae to l.iirlit Washington. The War Department has boon mak ing an investigation into the feasibility of making the great falls of the Po tomac furnish power for the lig htiug of Washington City, ami the report which has just bei li submitted shows that the project is < ntirely practicable. The engtueer in charge of the matter say that there is no trouble about transmitting tho power to Washing ton ; that at a rea-- (liable eost a eanal can be eoiii-trueted around tho falls to s power plant txdow thuin, and at the lowest «t*|<u if the water there U ISJJ3 uvuil IIJIL UorMt-puWvr, whll« 4100 boMtf-powur l« all that i* uttdaJ at prc»«ut. — Orlwau* Pioayuuw. THE GLACIAL MILESTONES. ORIGIN AND NATURE OF THESE ERRATIC BOWLDERS • Tlio Roll Has Ileon Slowly Forming Over Them Since the Oreat Ice Age —Stony Aliens. THE following is an extract from "Some Records of the Ice Age About New York," by T. Mitchell Prudden, M. D., in Harper's Magazine: Many of the glacial traces about New York aro buried up by the soil which lias been slowly forming over them since the end of the great ice age. If, however, ono lingers in his wanderings here abouts where the ground is being cleared for building, he will observe, almost everywhere, where much soil and earth and gravel are being dug out and carted off to clear the rock surfaces in preparation for blasting, that larger and smaller rounded rocks aro found imbedded in the pravel. They are usually too round and awk ward in shape to be useful in tho masonry even of the foundations of buildings. Many of them are too large to bo shoveled into the carta and car ried away with the dirt and gravel. And so one usually sees them rolled off on one side, out of the way, on tho bared rock surfaces, until these ara freed from soil, when they, too, aro hoisted up and dragged off to some convenient dumping-ground where land, as they say, is being "made." If ono looks a little closely at these despised bowlders he will find that many of them are of entirely different character from any of our native rocks. Sometimes they aro rook called trap, like that which makes the Palisades; sometimes rock like that which is at homo in regions many miles to tho north and west of New York. And they aro rounded and smoothed in a way which indicates an enormous amount of wear and rub bing sometime somewhere. It is curious turning back in tho books to tho record of a timo only a few decades ago, to read the specula tions of the learned as to the origin and nature of theso erratic bowlders, which, from their noteworthy shape and their structure, often so different from that of tho rocks over which they lie scattered, earl} - attracted at tention. Somo thought that they mil t have been cast up out of a dis tant volcano in an earlier time and fell scattered here. For somo they were rounded by tho wash of Noah's flood, and swept by its fierce torrents into alien regions. Others sank—in theory—tho earth's crust thereabouts for many feet, and—in theory still let enormous icebergs from some dis tant arctic rogion drift over here, and melting, drop their ice-borne freight of rocks. Somo would havo it that the earth was onco surrounded by a separate rock shell which somehow catno to grief aud left its shattered remnants down broadcast. Others, still more dramatic, worked up their facts and fancies to tho point of as suming collision with a comet. Tho record, graven on the rocks told tho true story at last, however, when tho people got ready to read it. These rounded rocks or bowldera— these erratics, waifs and aliens—are, ns well-known to-day, tho tom-off and transported fragments of rock masses which tho great ice mantle brought down hero during tho cold weather so long ago and incontinently dropped when the climate changed and the sun swept its borders back toward Greenland aud the polo. Many of these erratics still bear bruises and scratches testifying to their fierce en counters with the old bed rock along which the relentless ice mass ground them in their journey toward tho coast. Hero they have lain, these stony aliens, through all tho long ages, buried up with other glacial wreckage, covered in by soil later formed, sharing their secrets with tho rootlets of vanished generations of plants and trees, until at last another alien, Italian orCelt mayhap, breaks in upon their seclusion with pick and shovel and rolls them iguominiously away. Then, at the scarred rook sur faces, tho steam-drill pecks viciously, puny successors to the gigantic sculp tor of tho old ice age, whoso rocords it and its explosive allies soon erase. How lie Saved the Ituhy. Elijah Davis, a motorman on car 121 on the Lake Breeze lino of tho Salt Lake City Railway, some days ago saved the life of a babe which had crawled upon tho track between Ninth and Tenth West on Second South. As the car turned ou to tho clear stretch in tho vicinity of the Fisher Brewing Company's works Davis gavo it all the current possible, and tho motor was doing its best. The motor man had his eyes fixed ahead, aud to his horror saw a little child not over eighteen months old moving in tho grass aud weeds in the middle of the track. He threw off tho current, sot his brakes and rang tho bell. The track was slippery, aud the wheels continued to move. Tho car was rap idly approaching tho babe, audit seemed as though no power could save it. The continued ringing of tho gong and the shouts of the motorman at tracted the attention of tho child, and it crawled out of the weeds and di rectly upon the rail. Here its posi tion was even more dangerous than lite other, tor tho cruel wheels was sure to grind the little body into small pieces. Seeing that ho could not control his ear, l>avis left his po»t, jumped to the step, and, cling ing to the outside hand rail, reached out ahead of the car. The biby was still mi the track, and as the car rushed down upon it the plucky mo turnout gra*|>«)d its druta aud drw<* lUo chill out ul harm's way. Sail Lake (Utah) Ut raid. Terms -81.00 in Advance ; 81.25 after Three Months. M IKMIFIf AND INDUSTRIAL, A llsh swims with its tail, not with its tins. India ship-worms ruin a vessel in live months. A new species of giraffe has been discovered in Africa. Owls without tufts are day owls; thoso with tufts nre night owls. Recent experiments indicate that the normal eye can discriminate fif teen separate tints in the spectrum. Tho latest German Government re ports show that eight persons have died of leprosy (three of them siuce 1870) in tho district of Konigsberg, and that ten persons are now suffer ing from that disease. If it were possible to cut sections out of the side of soap-bubbles, an 1 then by some delicate process handle the pieces, there would be required fifty million films, laid one upon an other, to make a pilo one inch in height. Meteorologists say that the heat of the air is due to six sources: (1) That from tho interior of tho earth; (2) that from the stars; (3) that, from tha moon; (4) that from tho frictiou of the winds and tides; (5) that from the meteors; (6) that from the sun. A novol way of illuminating a tun nel has been devised iu Paris. Re llectors throw tho light from many electric lamps sixteen feet above the rails to the sides of tho tunnel, whero it is again reflected by buruishod tin Tho trains automatically turn the cur rent on and off in entering and leaving tho tunnel. The apparatus for keeping the eyo moist is complex and efficient. It com prises the lachrymal gland, which secretes the tears ; tho lachrymal car uncle, a small fleshy body at. the iuner angle of tho eye; the puneta laoh ryniie, two small openings at the na sal extremity of tho eyelids; tho lachrymal ducts, which convey th 3 tears into the nose, and the lachrymal sac, a dilatation of tho canal. Linseed-oil increases in weight when exposed to the air in a vessel protect ed from the dust. Bo far as its phys ical qualities aro concerned, it under goes a gradual change, assumes r. darker color, becomes moro vicious and less inflammable. An experiment made by a Bavarian chemist resulted in 3.5 ounces of pure linseed oil in creasing 0.31 ounces in weight after the oil had been exposed to tho air eighteen months —an increase of about eight per cent. When electric motors wero first ap plied to cars grave doubts wero enter tained as to the rcsu'faut effects of tho extreme jarring on tho poles of tho field magnet, in tho light of the knowledge that a permanent magnet loses its magnetism by jarring. The law of compensation seems to abound in nature, since it is now proven that the field magnets, which are not per manent magnets, increase in magnet ization by tho jarring to which they are subjected. An arrangement for heating water by an incandescent electric lamp in the lighting circuit has been devised by M. Leon Titot, of Paris, by which he utilizes eighty-five per cent, of the heat given out by the lamp. Ho claims that an eight-caudle lamp will maintain tho water at a temperature of forty degrees centigrade; while a sixteen-camlle lamp will maintain it at boiling poiut. Tho receptacle, holding about a pint, affords, within the larger lamp, boiling water in ten minutes. Fear as a Cause of Disease. An eminent medical authority makes the statemeut that a great deal of contagion is due largely to nervous apprehension and fear. Terror causes radical changes in tho secre tions and nerve cells, and while tho possibility ; not the direct cause of disease, it '-rtainly is sufficient to put the person iu the proper condition to be attacked by the prevailing malady. It is a well-understood fact that ex cessive anger infuses a toxic element into tho secretions, and the bite of a man in a state of frenzied rage is al most as deadly as that of a mad dog. Fear destroys tho resistive capabili ty and, as it were, lets down t'.io drawbridge and makes way for the en emy. Iu seasons o' epidemic, there fore, it is necessary to cultivate tran quility and cheerfulness, to learu not to feur and to surround oneself with an atmosphere of personal, mental an I physical defiance of dangers. If', iu addition to this, due precautions as to dress, diet and rest are taken, one may walk in tho midst of the pestilence and dwell iu infected regions, and no deadly thing shall harm one. —New York Ledger. Some Oil Statues Found. Some interesting discoveries are re ported in the ancient Roman ciiy oT Thamugodis, in Algeria, now known as Tiuigad. In exoavatiug the capitol many fragments of colossal statues, at least twenty-eight feet high, have been found. Traces of painting have boon discovered on three other statues re cently unearthed. It now appears in disputable luat the ancients wero not content with the mere beauties of form, but paiutel their beautiful statues in all the colors of life. -New Orleans Pieavuue. Illumine;! field Flsli, Mr. Edison, at one of his enjoyable scientific seances, lin I a lar,j;e glob l of gold fish whose Muatomy was dis tinctly outlined an I every action of each organ was plainly seen. This tlie "wizard" ncconi] lislied liy making tli • Ash swallow minute incan I 'scent lamps and by iuvisilile wirccoti luete I the •l«otrio current. The lUh ap parently wsro no' iuo.>:umo le 1 by their diet a(el«totrioity,--Atlanta .in stitution. NO. 52. MY SWEETHEART. Twns n quaint rhymo scrawled In a spolllng book, And tmnded to mo with a bashful look, liy my blue-oyod sweethnart so fondly true, In tho tlonr old school days long years ago— "lt you lovo mo as I lova you No kntfo can cut our love in two." Thnt "Sanders' Spoiler," so tattorod and torn, Hns alwnys a halo of romance worn, And never a poet with honeyed pen Has written so precious a rhyme since then-" "If you love mo as I lovo you." Ah, dear, you know I did—l do. I'vo kept it safely for many a year— This dog's-earod, shabby old spelling-book, dear, And now, as I hold it within my hand, Again in the school-room I seem to stand— Heading once moro with rapture new — "If you lovo me as I lovo you." now some foolish saying from out the past Liko a roso branch is over the pathway cast, And tho time of flowers, wo still remember, Till minds blow cold in tho bleak Doeomber. God grant it always may bo true — "That you lovo mo as I lovo you." —Carolyn L. Bacon, in BulTalo Expross. IIUMOIt OF THE DAY. v Doing time—The lady who grow 3 younger every year.—Puck. It is usually i» great big mm who insults you. —Atchison Globe. Tho politician's favorite novel— "Put Yourself in His Place."—Puck. Many do a heap of hard climbing iu search of easy grades.—Chicago Her ald. Order of tho Bath—Come right out of that water this minute!— Boston Transcript. No man can worry about how ho looks and keep his bank account grow ing. —Atchison Globe. Some people aro of such happy dis positions that tliev never amount to much.—Atchison Globe. A great deal of the piety of to-day is a thing of great beauty because it ia only skin deep.—Puck. Never put any confidence in the auswers of a man who is afraid to say "I don't know," occasionally. Don't think that because a man has done you a favor ho is under everlast ing obligations to you.—Puck. Butter is prime whilo it's fresh; but a man has long lost his freshness when he reaches his prime. -Puck. "Aro you certain that you love mo?" "I am." "But are you sure that you aro certain?" -Now York Pre3s. Tho lawyer who worked like a horso was engaged in dra a convey ance.—Boston Commercial Bulletin. May—"Next to a man, what's tho jolliost thing you know of?" Ethel — "Myself, if he's nice."—Brooklyn Life. One of tho dampers of ambition is tho fact that the mantlo of greatness has to bo worn as a shroud too often. Puok. One's own capacity is a poor stand ard of measurement; tho stars shine, though my near-sighted neighbor deny it.—Puck. When a man does not want to do a thing he says"l cannot;" when he canuot do it. ho says"l don't waut to."—Fliegende Blaetter. Tho average dwarf is at a very se rious disadvantage. No matter how large his income ho is always sure to be short.—Buffalo Courier. When a boy goes out West hunting, and writes home that he killed a deer, he can fool his mother, but he can't fool his father.—Atchison Globe. As tho express dashes through tho station —"O, porter, doesn't that train stop here?" Porter --"No,mum ; it don't even hesitate."—Tit-Bits. To his mate tho caterpillar sal 1 In a toae of e iutioa, soft and low. As they elung to the branch just overhead, Get onto thothogiri in the hammock below. —Washington Star. A man regards his newspapor much as he does his wife- something to find fault with when he feels cross and something he uever approves of- -Atch ison Globe. "I love to listen to tho patter of tho rain on tho roof," said the miserly poet. "I suppose you do," said his wife. "It's a cheap amusement."— Harper's Bazar. Dora—"Don't you think my gowns fit better than they used to? ' Cora— "Yes. Your dressmaker told me yes terday she was taking lessons in geome try."—Harlem Life. Mr. Oldstyle—"l don't think that a college education amounts to much." Mr. Sparerod—"Don't you? Well, you ought to foot my boy's bills and see."—New York World. No woman is such a slouch at mathe matics that she can't tell in half it minute how much ner husband would save in tho course of a year if ho shaved himself.—Atchison Globe. One of the unexplained mysteries of life is how difficult it is sometimes to get into a comfortable position when you goto bod, and how uuustial to find one that isn't comfortable when you have to j;et up. -Puck. Jinks (on the rail)--"I was talking with an eminent physician in the smoker." Mrs. .links "What is hit name?" "He didn't mention it, and 1 did not like to ask." 'Then why do you think hj is an eminent physi cian ?"' "I asked him what was the best c ire for consumption, and ho said he didn't know."—Puok. Cabman (at library) --"Say, is this here the novel you advise 1 me to read?" Librarian "Yes; that's the one. ' Cabman "Well, yon can take it back. There's nine people in the first four chapters who hired cabs, and each of 'em when he gol out 'Hung his purse to tho driver.' Now when I want that sort of literature, I'll t," to Jules Verne nuJ gut it pure. —Chi* iwhu Record.
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