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.