THE MIDDLEBUEGH POST,
GEO. W, WAGEN'SELLER,
Editor and Proprietor
MlIILEBl'K(lH, Ta., .Tine 3, 1897.
Th ancients knew Low to cheat.
Iioailed dice have lieen found in the
ruins of Herculuneuui.
Tbe liorstlcss carriage lias come to
Btay. Tho uutotnoliiles Li.tc been
lately introduced in the Paris fire de
partment. i - -
At the jireKeut rate of growth of
population, France will have only
40,000,000 at a time when Germany
will have renche.l 100,000,000 and
Kussm 200,000,000.
Statisticians declare that only six
teen out of each 1000 insane persons
become so by reason of love nfl'ttirs.
These figures cj'ply, however, only to
persons in asylums.
One of the few communistic socie
ties, the Adonui Shoino, has passed
out of existence and its property in
Petersham, Mass., lias been sold. It
was of Adventist origin, originating
about thirty-five years ago, and was
most prosperous in the "70"s.
Tho project of turning Brussels,
Belgium, into a seaport seems to have
net tho citizens almost crazy. The urn
nicipal council has parsed a resolution
for the construction of a hufro electric
lighthouse in the centre of the city, on
the Tlace de 15roupkers, to serve as a
beacon to ocean steamers, as well as
an ornament to the city.
New York City is to have a new
Academy of Design, to bo erected on
the Boulevard near the tomb of Gen
eral Grant, the Cathedral of St. John
the Divine, and the new University of
Columbia, and will add another to tho
magnificent group of buildings that is
now rising on the west side of the city
between Central Park and the Hudson
lliver.
Ignatius Donnelly snys the great
floods are caused by sun spots. Why
tho sun spots, which must exercise an
equal influence on the entire circuit of
the globe every twenty-four hours,
Lhould cause the Mississippi to burst
its banks and leave tho 'Rhine, Danube
or Volga practically undisturbed, may
not be very clear. But since Mr.
Donnelly hns Haid 'it,' it 'is evident the
planting forests or building levees on
a broader plan is of no use. Tho only
way to euro tho floods, suggests the
New Orleans Ticayune, is to knock the
spots off the sun.
A story was recently started by the
newspapers, relates the Trenton (N.
J.) American, to the effect that Mrs.
Cleveland had melted the spoous in the
White House which hail been used by
Dolly Madison and had bad tho silver
made into prettier spoons. Tho story
was a circumstantial one, going on at
much length to state that the silver
smith hud offered their weight in gold
for the spoons, but that Mrs. Cleve
land rejected the offer, sent the spoons
to the mint, had them melted into in
gots, and then required an uflidavit of
tho silversmith that the same silver was
put into tho new spoons. It is scarcely
necessary to say that the story was
made out of the whole cloth. It was
promptly denied at tho White House,
and the declaration was made that the
Dolly Madison spoons are still there.
Tbo denial has not kept pace, however,
with tbe original story, which is still
going the rounds of tbe press.
A writer in Public Opinion observes:
"The French and Germans have fre
quently made much fuss about alleged
trichina in our pork, and pretended
that other of our exports, that they
wanted au excuse for excluding, were
adulterated; and all tbe time tho peo
ple of those nations have sent over
here liquid poison, in the shape of
wines, brandies, beer, ale, etc., and
their confections have been notorious
for containing deleterious ingredients.
Both tbe German and French wines
and food articles candies, etc. are
shamelessly adulterated, and often
with materials that are dangerous to
health. Not six months ago tbe
chemists of the British Board of Trade
tested a long list of German, French,
American and British food and drink
materials. Tbe revelations were de
cidedly favorable to tbe American ar
ticles, and much to tbe discredit ot
German and French honesty. Several
of tho Gcrinnn food articles were
found mixed with stuff dangerous to
health, and all tho French and German
wines were discovered tc bo about as
bad as bad could bo.
rrobably the first thing a bride find"
fsalt with after her marriage, Is the
newapapcr account of her wedding.
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'Trftty sonn." "Pr tty soon." TIow the soft phrosa slips,
With limpid, laiiKhiliK cadence, through tint languid lips.
Where tb plumes ot tho pBlms liy thu south wind swayed.
Fling on the dewy terraces their Ulnree of shade.
When the almond mid the myrtle have taken in their net.
The doves that tread the measure of the tender minuet,
And the nestlings of the night inutile cuddle low and croon
To the laughter of the laurel, "Pretty boou,' "Pretty soon."
'Tretty soon," "Pretty soon," cries Youth, I shall mako
A home amid the happy hills for her dear sake.
There I will lead my darling as Dawn doth lead the Ray,
While Cod Is making morning I will sit with her and say,
"Yon river to its ocean troth will never he more true.
The best (,f life is mine to-day because of love and you."
And heart shall rhyme, to heart as unto the summer moon.
The swinging sea dotli sing "Pretty soon," "Pretty soon."
"Pretty soon," "Pretty soon," sighs Age, I shnll sue.
That lily we call Heaven in the stream Eternity,
And pluck the rosy amaranths that make Its meadows sweet
Ktlll swaying to the pnee of the silver sandaled feet, "
When beneath the healing trees they refill the crystal urns,
O how the soul within inn for their blessed welcome yearns.
Hut the band of shining spirits, with lips ami lutes in tune,
liid uie wait and bide their coining, "Pretty soon." "Pretty soon."
Itobert M Intyre, in Chicago Times-Herald.
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BIG, white stenmboat
backs away from the
wharf, swings about,
and goes slowly down
the river sounding her
whistle at intervals,
for the fog is coming
in rapidly.
The few loafers ou the piers eye
curiously tho tall, elegant woman who
has come ashore.
She, casting a half scornful glanco
about, approaches old Jed Rawsou,
and puts this query:
"Can I hire any one to take me
across the tiver?"
"I reckon not," declares old Jed,
taking out his pipe to stare at her
with astonishment. "The steamer
goes into port jest below here ter wait
fer the fog ter lift. Thar's no gittiu'
across the river ter-night, marm!"
"Can you manage a boat, my good
man?"
All tbe loafers smiled at this. Old
Jed breaks into a mellow laugh which
sends a perfect net-work of wrinkles
over his brown face.
"Why, leddy," ho says, "there ain't
nary a boy of ten or up'ard alongshore
as don't know how to handle a boat."
The lady laughs, too. She is very
charming; even old Jed realizes that.
She takes a gold piece from her dainty
purse and says:
"If you will take me and my trunk
across the river, this shall be yours."
The trunk is a huge affair and Jed
looks at it with one eye closed and
shakes his bead.
"If it wurn't fer the fog, inarm,
eny one on us 'ud take yer ucrost fer
uothing. But we couldn't see the
boat's length to-night."
Tbe liuly utters a sharp exclamation,
inger and disappointment clouding
tier features. A brown-faced lad steps
from the comer of the little red bag
gage house where be has beeu htaud-
lUg.
"If you dare to go, madam, I will
',ake you," be says.
She gives him a radiant smile at
nhich he flushes to the roots of bis
!uir, wnving hair.
Jed and one or two of tbe other men
remonstrated with him to no purpose.
k small brown wherry is brought up
the flight of weather beaten steps
leading down from one side of the
vharf.
Tbe big trunk is lowered into it, and
;bo lady hauded down by Andrew
Russell, who is thrilled by the touch of
ler cool, satiny fingers. He pulls off
nto the fog bank while the loungers
in the wharf make their comments.
"Mighty fine looking craft that."
"Carries too much sail."
"What can she want over the river?"
"P'haps she's bound for Barring
ton's."' "P'haps. She looks like his kind."
It is late in the evening when
Indrew Russell returns. Old Jed
neets him hurrying up the village
ttreet.
"Well, Andrew, you got across all
right?"
"Yes, I bad a compass."
"Where'd she go?"
"I can't tell you," is the curt reply,
is the boy passes on.
All subsequent inquires elicit no
further information than that Andre
landed her at the road which leads up
by Barrington's, and that she expected
tome sort of conveyance to come for
tier there.
Barrington is reported to be ira
tnensely wealthy. He never mingles
with tho people there, and he lives in
a lordly fashion. He brings his own
company from distant parts, and there
are stories of gay and wild doings nt
the great house which fill the unso
phisticated natives with amazement.
He comes and goes as he likes, and
is altogether very mysterious.
Andrew Russell has a sweetheart on
that side of the river pretty Jen
Hardy, the fisherman's daughter.
It is only natural that frequently
he should row across in his wherry.
But Jen Hardy does not see him
every time be goes during the next
fortnight. He tramps through a strip
of woodland across lots until lie
reaches a sheltered vale this side of
Barrington's.
Here be meets the mysterious lady
again and again. Andrew is twenty
tall, strong aud manly looking.
Cars Ferris, as tihe calls herself, uses
all her blandishments to complete his
enthralment. She tells him a pretty
story. How that her uncle is de
termined to make a nun of her. That
Harrington, being her cousin and
friend, she has come to him for pro
jection, until she can get out of the
country.
She wants t;) go to Europe, for as
soon an her uncle discovers her bid
ing place he will follow her. She is
apparently very confiding with Au
drey, who is too innocent to seo the
Haws in her story. "Would he think
she was twenty-five?" she asked cj
quettishly. Andrew returns a decided negative,
never once dreaming that sho is ten
years older. Jen Hardy is too proud
to own that Andrew does not come to
see her any more. Andrew has no
mother, and his father, who is not a
very clear-sighted man, sees no change
in liis boy, who is moody or exalted
by fits.
In two weeks' time Andrew im
ngines himself madly in love with
this woman. He does not stop to
reason over the absurdity of so bril
liant a creature finding any attraction
in an ignorant boy like himself.
One night he goes homo intoxi
cated by the memory of a round white
arm about his neck, and the pressure
of soft, warm lips to his own. A
week later, one hour before midnight,
he crosses the river iu bis little brown
wherry.
On tho big rock which serves for a
pier, a man and a woman await bim.
Barrington carries a valise in each
hand. They enter the wherry, and
Andrew pulls swiftly and silently down
the river. In about an hour they come
to a small cove, where a commodious
sailboat is tied to a ring in the rocky,
shelving bank.
They go aboard this, tho little
wherry is fastened astern, the sails are
unfurled, and on they go dancing light
ly out into the waters of tho bay.
At nightfall of the next day they
come to a great city. Barrington and
the lady go ashore. Some purchases
are to be made here, and Barrington is
to see a man who will buy tbo boat
this is what they have told Andrew.
In the meantime be is to wait here
with tbe boat until their return, when
they will all go aboard tbe great ocean
steamship whose black funnels rise
from a neighboring wharf.
Andrew is not particularly pleased
that Barrington is to accompany them,
but nothing can dampen the joy of bis
belief that she loves him, and he can
never forget that her lips have touched
his own. The poor boy is quite daft
for the time, and does not dream that
he is being duped.
'. The city clocks are striking 10, when
a ragged street gamin crosses the
wharf and hails Andrew.
- "Hi, there. Be your name Baa
sell?"
Andrew nods, and the boj hands
him a note.
"A big swell uptown sent this to
yer."
Andrew takes the note and tears it
open. He knows, of course, that the
"big swell" is Barrington. The note
reads as follows:
"When yon read this we shall be
aboard an outward hound express.
Goodhy, my dear boy; many thanks
for your gallantry. Mr. Barrington
jjiakes yon a present of the boat as a
reward for your services. C. F."
For a moment Andrew stares at the
note in dumb amazement. His brain
reels. The letters dance blood red be
fore bis eyes. He staggers down into
tbe little cabin, and throws himself
prostrate upon the floor. He breaks
into great sobs which shako him from
bead to foot. To be fooled, played
with, cast aside, when he had served
their turn!
Oh, the bitterness, the grief, and
rage in tbo boy's hot heart as he rolls
to and fro upon the cabin floor!
All night long he battles with this
first great trouble. In tbe morning be
rouses himself and goes np into tbe
city to find a purchaser for his boat,
for tbe sight of it is hateful to him, and
be must have money to get home with.
He sells it for $150, which is a pretty
sum for a poor lad. At noon he bos a
sunstroke, aud is conveyed to the city
hospital.
When be comes out of his stupor he
finds himself under arrest for being tbe
accomplice of an adventuress. He
learns, to bis horror, that Cars Ferris
is Madge Delaphiue. That she en
gaged herself as companion to a little,
miserly old womau. That she and
Barrington, who is her lover, planned
tho old woman's murder, in order to
obtain possession of the money aud
jewels which she hoarded about her.
That Madge Delaphine accomplished
the murder by means of a subtle poi
son, packed the body into a trunk, and
conveyed it to Barrington's bouse,
where it wa buried in the cellar.
Tho very trunk which Andrew fer
ried across the river! Andrew is
taken before a Magistrate, where he
tells bis story, omitting the love pas
sages. But the Magistrate is an as
tute old man, and reads between tbe
lines and pities the lad.
"The woman aud her lover have
been arrested. I want you to identify
her."
He opens the door to an inner room
and utters an exclamation of dismay.
There, prostrate upon the floor, with
her jewelled hairpin stuck through
her heart, lies Madge Delaphine quite
dead.
"Is this the woman?"
"Cars Ferris had dark hair," re
turns Andrew, who is white to his
lips. ,
The Magistrate lifts a wig f dark
hair from a table nearby.
"A very wimple disguise," he says,
and motions Andrew back to the outer
room, where, aftei a few more ques
tions and some fatherly advice, be
dismisses hiin. The misery of An
drew's journey home is lwundless.
When ho reaches the familiar spot
he is taken ill and for weeks is de
lirious with brain fever. Jen Hardy
is his patient and faithful nurse. To
Andrew it seems as if the memory of
his folly must torture him forever.
But. as the months go by the shame
and agony die away little by little.
Jen, faithful soul, believes in him
and loves him. He is young, and the
world is fair, aud life is pleasant af
ter nil.
So gradually ho returns to his old
allegiance, and it all ends ns it should
with a wedding. Dubliu World.
Milking Yinrffar From Honey
The experiment of making 'vinegar
from honey has been tried in Europe,
aud, as might bo expected, was suc
cessful. Water was added to the
honey, which, when in tbe first stage,
made a palatahlo alcoholic drink,
which has long been kuowu under the
name of uiethegliu. Of course, when
this fermentation progressed to ite
final stage it became vinegar. But
some American experimenters with
honey vinegar have found that it pos
sessed peculiar properties, A writer
in American Bee Gleanings says that
this honey vinegar is absolutely worth
less for making sour pickles, as of cu
cumbers or other vegetables often pie
served by being put iu vinegar. This
hardens their exterior surface and pre
vents decomposition. When such
vegetables were put into honey vine
gar, on the contrary they were made
soft, and soon when exposed to aii
spoiled. This seems to be a very sug
gestive fact. Ordinary cider or other
vinegar made from sweet fruits or
sugar is reckoned injurious to diges
tion. Why? It is evidently because
of this hardening process, which pre
vents the digestive fluids from pene
trating it. Honey is nectar of flowers
mixed with gastric, juices of the bee
which digests its food. It is likely,
therefore, that vinegar from honey will
not be injurious to digestion. If the
honey remains in condition to soften
vegetables immersed in it, that is just
what is needed to be done for food in
the stomach to aid digestion.
A Famous Fat Bojr.
Currituck County, North Carolina,
has long been famed for the most stal
wart men in the State, and now it adds
a product of a fat boy thirteen years
and six months old who weighed on
April 6th 436 pounds. His name is
Lewis T. Lewark. He has ten brothers
and sisters, whose weight ranges from
180 to 250 pounds. His parents are
under medium size and weight; his
ancestors were some times fat people,
showing that qualities skip children
and reproduce remote ancestors. At
lanta Gaufcitation.
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