Johnstown weekly Democrat. (Johnstown, Cambria County, Pa.) 1889-1916, August 02, 1889, Image 2
THE RED CROiSS HOUSE. MISS CLARA BARTON ANTONISHKS THE GOOD FKOPLE OK JOHNSTOWN. House Warming of thfl New ited Cross Sat urday livening—A Comfortable Build lug Containing Thirty-Six Nicely Fur nished Rooms. At the invitation of Miss Clara Barton, President of the National Red Cross So ciety of America, a number of residents and non-residents of Johusiown assem bled at 5 P.M., on Saturday, in a large wooden building called the Red Cross House, erected on the site of the Episco palian Church, on Locust street, to par take of a five o'clock tea giveu as a house warming. Before going into details, we may state that the edifice has been put up at the expense of the Na tional Red Cross Society of Amer ica, as a temporan residence for families who have been de; ved of home and be longing." by the flood, until such time they are able to com once housekeeping again in their own Louses The building is 116 feet long, 50 feet wide, and two stories high, containing thirty-six large and commodious bed rooms, dining hall 100 feet long, kitchen, laundry and two bath rooms, one for the male and the other for the female residents. Water is laid in from the main, and every con venience that kind thought can suggest, or money buy to make the inmates com fortable. The idea is to shelter as many families as the building will hold The ground on which the building stands has been lent by Bishop Whitehead for a period. As the hour of 5 o'clock approached, a number of Johnstown's leading citizens commenced to wend their way toward the building and it was nearly six before all had assembled. The Rev. Charles A. Bragdon presented each individual persona iy to Miss Clara Barton, who received hcrguesis with that gracious swecteess so characteristic of the woman chosen as the President of the greatestcharitnble institution in the world, and for each and every one she had a kind word of welcome. Before setting down to the repast provided for the oc casion, at the desire of Miss Barton, the Rev. Bragdon conducted the guests on a tour of inspectiou over the builciug. The first parts visited were the dormitories, and these handsome, well furnished rooms elicited quite a burst of udmiration from the beholders; they were not pre pared to see sucii u generous evidence of the society's goodness. Could Burns have joined that little throng of specta tors, have seen what they saw, surely his first act would have been to soften the greatest thought he ever wrote, "man's inhumanity to man makes countless thousands mourn." Here was a case where man's goodness to man caused bosoms to swell with pride and gratitude. Passing on round the gallery, the party descended to the kitchen; here everything was neat and shining, and all ready for immediate use. The laundry and bath rooms came in fot their share of attention, and as the survey was completed, a gen eral satisfaction evinced itself on all sides. " What is this building." was a question put to Miss Barton by one of the gentlemen present. A soft look came into her kindly eyes as she replied : "It is the expression of a thought, the materialization of an idea." .May God bless sucii ideas, would that they were more common with the whole world. A little friendly chatting was then in dulged in and the merit of the institution fully discussed. At 6:30 at a siguul from Miss Barton the guests seated themselves at the tables aud set to work with a good will to do justice to the excellent cheer, many being waited on personally by that lady herself. When tire re oast was over guests and entertainers proceeded to the end of the room and seated themselves in a group around Miss Barton, who re mained standing, holding in her hand a bundle of papers. Silence being observed the first lady of the Red Cross proceeded to read the apologies for enforced absence from the following people : Bishop White head, the Rev. H. 11. Goodchild, of Beth lehem, John A. Neff, Philadelphia, the telegraph operators of the Western Union of Johnstown, Dr. N. Matthews, John- Fulton, Manager of the Cambria Iron Works, Captain Kuhn,Dr. G. W. Wagoner, and lastly a telegram signed the " Little Six of Waterford." " Now perhaps some of you would like to know who • the little six of Waterford ' are," exclaimed Miss Button, " and it will give me plesure to tell you." Iu 1884, I was in command of a steam boat on the Ohio, chartered by the Na tional Red Cross of America, to relieve the sufferers by what was then known as the third Hood on the Ohio. Money came pouring in in response to our nppcal from all parts of America. One morning I received a check for 162.65 through the editor of the Erie Ga zette with a letter signed "The Little.Six." The letter stated that the money enclosed was the result of an entertainment got up by six little children, who had read in the papers of the terrible sufferings of little children by the flood on the Ohio. Miss Barton further slated that in every great calamity slie receives exactly the same sum from "The Little Hix," and that when she came to Johnstown, they were the' first to send their subscription of #52.05 to help the sufferers, and that on this account she bad sent them an invita tion to be present at the house-warming of the new Red Cross House. The tele gram read that they were sorry they could not be present in body, but would be so in spirit, and prayed that God would bless the new institution. Miss Barton related many thrilling episodes which hap pened during her experience on the Ohio and Mississippi, and wound up her dis course by saying that the Red Cross of America had been established now eight years and that this was its twelfth field. Rev. Charles A. Bragdon, of the Epis copal Church, responded in a feeling and eloquent way to Miss Barton. His re marks were listened to with marked in terest and approval. At the close of his speccii he called upou Mr. Woodruff. Mr. L. D. Woodruff, of the DEMOCUAT, in a brief speecli thanked Miss Clara Bar ton and the National Red Cross Society of America, on behalf of the Johnstown suf ferers, for the great and noble work ac complished by them in the devastated city since the flood. During Miss Clara Barton's speech* the Mayor and Chief of Police, who were present, had to slip quietly out to attend to their important duties, but not before they bad deputud one present to apolo gize for their unceremonious departure as soon as an opportunity presented itself. The time had arrived, and Mr. Joseph R. Wilson, at the conclusion of Editor Wood ruff's remarks, arose, and in a few words expressed to Miss Barton the re grets of His Honor, Mr. Irwin liorrcli, the Mayor of Johnstown, aud of Mr. J. T. Harris, Chief ot the Po lice for having to leave at a stage when their interest was so pleasantly engaged in listening to the eloquent utterances of their hostess. Mr. Wilson took the op portunity to say a few complimentary words on the skillful generalship displayed by Miss Barton in handling her forces and paid a high tribute to the quality of the material with which she lias had to work with by adding, that more had been accomplished by her little army of fifty than five hundred ordinary individuals could have done in the same time and un der ttie same circumstances. Mr. Wilson also called the attention of those present to the Philadelphia Branch of the Red Cross Society located in Johnstown under the Command of R. S. Wharton, M. D., ami advised all those who had not yet vis ited the military looking hospital to do so without delay as it was one of the sights of Johnstown. After complimenting Dr. Wharton on the high reputation he had gained amongst the flood sufferers since his residence here, Mr. Wilson sat down. As a matter of course after such direct allusion to himself Doctor Wharton rose to reply. In a modest speech, lie stated that he had treated ou an average thirty cases a day at the hosnital and that he still found plenty to do in Johnstown. Miss Lizzie Tittle then made the best little speecli of the evening. This concluded tlie meeting. STAFF OK THE ItED CROSS HOUSE. President, Miss Clara Barton; Field Agent and Secretary, J. B. Hubbell, M. D.; Assistants, Dr. Sarah J. Elliott, Phil adelphia ; Dr. Mary E. Gage, New York ; M.. John Morlan, of Indiania ; Dr. Clara J. Ailexander, Philadelphia ; Mrs. M. A. I lilies. Miss Lucy Chase, Miss Sarah E. Chase, Miss Nettie L. White, Miss Fannie E, lugursoii, Dr. am' Mrs. Joseph Gard ner, of Indiania. TAKE A S9ULE. New Orleans Picayune: It's swarm enough for any man when a hive of bees lights on his head. Alunsey'x Weekly: However fond man may be of cocktails, they are certainly not unmixed blessings. Chicago Inter-Ocean : " All things come to him who waits" appoars to be the mot to of a majority of waiters. Boston Post: In spite of their prover bial slowness, telegraph messengers go about with a great deal of despatch. Detroit Jaurnal: The greatest pitch er's curve was the arc of Noah. He pitched without and within at the same time. Kearney {Neb.) Enterprise: Of course it is to be expected that a physician with no practice would be out of patience. Martha's Vineyard Herald: The bath ing-dress is a leveller of all distinctions. In a single scanty garment there is no use of putting on airs. Des Moines llegister: Macbeth was evi dently a politician with a "barrel," for he acknowledges that be " bought golden opinions from all sorts of people." Lowell Courier: When an employe >' sever# his connection" with the concern that hires him, it is often as much as ever he escapes having his resignation tendered to him. State News in Brief. Bluirsville will have a new glass factory which will employ 300 men. Annie Forry lias died at York from the iujurics received in a runaway accident a week ago. Stewai tstown Presbyterians have unani mously called Rev. L. Smith, of York, and it is believed the pastor will accept. The York Gazette's hunting dog, "Jack," has joined Burke's equine and canine show, and will be taught stage tricks. Robert Patterson, of New Alexandria, Westmoreland county, was instantly killed by being thrown under a mowing machine. Putnam is now Charties, the little town of 3,000 having had its name chang ed on a petition of seventy-hve persons. The postoflice lias been abandoned, the Postmistress having applied for liquor license. John Daly, of Pittsburgh, injured in a fight in May, died on a hospital operating table, while under the influence of an an aesthetic on Thursday. The coroner's jury cxlionorated McNally his assailant from all blame. TIP TOP. ANOTHER NEW TOWN—OOO ACRES ON YODEK HILL THE SITE. Details of the i'rojeet Which Wat First Announced in the 44 Democrat" on Wednesday Morning—Other Loeal Mat ters of Interest. With a view of furnishing cheap and convenient building sites for homes for their employes and others, the Cambria Iron Co. have recently secured, through Mr! James McMilleu,the Mulvehill tract of laud on Yoder Hill, us stated in the DKM OOIXT on Wednesday morning, which in connection with other lands, previously owned, will give them some live or six hunred acres of very desirable ground for this purpose. This it is proposed to have promptly laid out to the best advantage by Mr. Charles It. Miller, one of the most noted landscape engineers in the country,whose work of laying out Grand View Cemetery has been so satisfactory to the citizens of Johnstown. Mr. Miller also laid out the now celebrated town Brynmawr. A general and complete plan of the whole tract will be made, uud upon a section of it streets and alleys will be promptly graded, and paved or macadamized, and other sections opened as required. Water and illumina ting gas mains will be laid and connected with the general systems of this city. The natural gas main already runs through the property. Au efficient sewerage system will also be introduced. At some convenient point, probably at the loot of Vine or Walnut street, it is proposed to erect a substantial single span bridge, at a high level above the river, connecting at the west end with au inclined railway, that will deliver passen gers and goods quickly at the top of the hill, thus placing the site in point of lime very close to the works, ami to the centre of the city. The conveyances will contain stringent provision prohibiting the sale ef liquors, as it is proposed to make this a place of homes. Provision will be made for loca tions of religious and educational build ings. A site will also be reserved for a large hotel. To purchasers of lots who erect dwellings, extremely liberal terms will be made for the use of the Plane. The company proposes to furnish to lot holdeis an improved site with all the city advantages ready for use, in close prox imity to the works and business centres in a healthful location, at such a moder ate price and on such favorable terms of payment as will put a home within the reach of any of ihelr employes. Work on this improvement will be commenced as soon as the plans can be properly matured, and thereafter pushed to the earliest possible completion. The general plan also contemplates the erec tion of houses of various values and sizes which will be offered for sale with the lot. LOST TRUNKS. Lint ir Valuable Articles Contained in Them. Mrs. S. I'. Edson, of Lowell, Mass,, lias written a letter to General Hastings, asking that gentleman to make inquiry for a number of articles that had been in two trunks that were lost on Day Express here the day of the flood. Captain Ham ilton to-day called at the rooms of the Committee 011 Valuables, but could tind none of the tilings that were in the trunks. A complete list of the articles in the trunks is published below and anyone finding anything of this description will confer a favor by leaving the articles at " Camp Hamilton." above the Railroad station : One d.amond pendant; one cameo pin, gold setting, rather large stone cameo, dark ground, with cut head in white, two little short chains and some small gold pointed drops at lower part of pin; one gold clover leaf pin, with long gold stem; one romun gold bracelet, discs joined by lit tle gold rings ; one scarf pin, horseshoe set with pearls, with a small chain and gold pin attnehed; one bracelet set with brilliants all around; one bracelet set with turquoise all around; one box of rings, one gold band with bunch of for-gct-me nots in turquoise, one gold band with three emeralds with diamonds between them, one gold hoop with two small diamonds, one moonstone : one silver link chain braclet with cadet buttons, each button with a monogram attached; silver bangles of various designs; one box containing small lace pins: one trunk marked 15. 15. SI. 8. A. and one marked 8. 15. E., underclothing and handker chiefs in each trunk, marked Edson. The trunks were upon the Day Express, which left Chicago at 3:15 on Thursday, May 30th. * Sulcs Still Mianlng Amongst the Debris. Although the majority of the safes lost in the flood have been recovered by Far rell & Co., there are still many missing and much inconvenience is being experi enced by those who have been less fortu nate in finding theirs. Foremost among those who are still prosecuting their search in the cellars and bed of the river we find the names of John McDermott, J. J. Strayer. George W. Mc- Garry, N. Chilcoat, T. W. Kirlin, J. M- Shumaker, W.Stonebraker, Annie Fonu, W. Owens, E. A. James, Dr. AV. B. Lowj man, J. P. McConaughy, E. C. Lawrence & Co. The Files Were There. " That's what I call a good spread, 1 said Dolley, surveying his luncheon. " Yes," assented McCorkle, " still you cant, say there are no flies on it." LAY MR" (I*. Wichita (Kan.) "Eaulo" y. the foUowtnf was left at the office by an unknown man Who came to ank for work.] Near the camp fire's flickering light, In my blanket bed I lie, Qaxing through the shades of night ▲t the twinkling stars ou high. O'er me spirits in the air Silent Tigiln seem to keep. As I breathe my childhood's prayef, "Now I lay me down to Bleep." Badly sings tho whip-poor-will In the boughs of yonder tree. Laughingly tho dancing rill Swella the midnight melody. Foomon may be lurking near In the canyon dark and deep- Low 1 breathe in Jesus' ear: "I pray the Lord my soul to keep** Hid those stars one face I see— One the Baviour turned away— Mother, who in infanoy Taught my baby lips to pray. Hter sweet spirit hovers near, In this lonely mountain brake- Take me to her, Baviour, dear, "If I should die before I wake." ' Fainter grows the flickering light. As each ember slowly dies: Plaintively the birds of uight Fill tho air with saddening cries. Over me they seem to cry: "You may never more awake." Low I lisp: "If I should die, I pray the Lord my soul to take." "Now I lay me down to sleep, I pray the Lord my soul to keep; If I should die before I wake, I pray tho Lord mv soul to take." UNCLE .HUB'S MISTAKE. REALLY think It will be a match ; ,j;L anil I'm very glad TiH of it," said Uncle I Mm| Joab, rubbing tho 1 ji?3l palms of his rfSS-vV*! " anc *s together. .../jEjd 1 * cherry - cheeked vilßi Jfa girl with eyes as ■sa£ JVT .■SjB Week as Jet; a jF girl that has a - n rSlWyWijf fair notion of a jj mjiSj/r , batch of broad, . Wj "F? ii Mijifflniih' au( l' can m a k c t B °ft soap with Vltmrf i intttnTTv anybody. I .MaSjgScouldn't wish tZv/l/W&y Frank a bettor "Some folks has all the luck," said Farmer Crabbo, whose son was married to a pretty slat tern, who road novels all day and had no more idea of housekeeping than the kit tens that frisked on her hearth. "It ain't luck," said Uncle Joab; "it's faculty—that's what it is." And his wrinkled vieago beamed with satisfaction as he stood there under the great, feathery elm that shadowed the farmyard gate, thinking what a model wife Lydia Watts would make his only .-on. It had been the pride of John Fenn's Uf" to make his farm the modol farm of ilic neighborhood; and when his son came of age, he formally deeded it over to him. "It's for Frank's sake I've boeu muk ing it what It Is," said he. "Let him go on with it now." "But father—" Joab Fenn laid hie hand softly on Frank's shoulder. "My boy," said he, In a voice that ful tered a little, "what object in life have 1 beyond your happiness? Bring home a nice, stirring little wife; carry on the farm as I have begun it and I shall be happy." "You are the best father in the world !" eried -'rank, fervently. Farmer Crabbe trudged homo with a setting of Black Spanish eggs lng in a hand basket, and Joab Fenn strolled leisurely along the lane, his hands be hind his back, his eyes bont meditatively on the fresh grass, when suddenly the sound of voices behind the vino-draped stone wall at the left reached his ear— Frank's voiee, and that of Myra Miller, tho pretty little distant cousin who did the housework, and kept the family stockings darned. "Don't, Frank!" said Myra. "There— you've spilt all my blackberries !" "Oh, bother the blackberries!" inter jected Frank Fenn; "I can easily get some more. Here, Myra, let rne carry the basket 1" "But—your father wouldn't like it!" "Give it to mo! I will havoit! Why shouldn't he like it, Puss?" " Because you know, Frank Lydia!" "Oh, nonsense!' said Frank, cava lierly. "As if Lydia Watts wore half as pretty as you. That's right—don't shrink away so. Aren't wo cousins?" And tne choory young voices died away among the berry bushes. Uncle Joab stood quite motionless, his bands still clasped behhid his back, his eyes still rooted on the grass, but tho expression of his countenance had altered altogether. "It won't do," muttered Uncle Joab to himself. "It will nover do in 1 lie world. This little blue-eyed mite of a thing is going to spoil all my plans. At this rato I must send her to Cousin Peregrine Blrtwhistle's." And the vory next duy Myra Millor wus ruthlessly given notico to quit. "Have I done anything wrong, Uncle Joab?" questioned Myra, looking wist fully up into her relative's face. "No, my dear, no," said Joab, twist ing himself about rather guiltily. "But old Mrs, Birtwhistle has the rheumatism badly, and porhaps you can bo made useful there. Frank will soon bo mar ried, you know, and —" Myra's lip quivered; tho tears sparkled into her oyes "Oh, Unolo Joab, are they really en gaged?" "Well, no, not quite. But tho next thing to it," said Undo Joab. "It's an understood thing between 'em." Now this was trenching on the abso lute truth of tho question, but Unolo Joab had an idea that it would not do to mince matters just at present. The girl's sweet, llower-liko face fell instantaneously. "I—l will go to Cousin Peregrine's." she said, in a low voice. "I'm only sorry I hadn't known before!" And Undo Joab felt particularly guilty as ho kissed her good-bye. All this business was diplomatically transacted in Frank Fenn's absence, and when ho came homo from town with a protty little churn which ho had some where picked up for Myra, tho girl was gone. "Whore's Myra?" demanded tpe young farmor, looking around in bowildormont.. "Gone to stay a spell at Cousin Pere grine Birtwhistle's, said Joab, glibly. "They needed her there and so she's gone." "And left no word for mo?" "No," said Uncle Joab. But ho knew that the monosyllable cut Frank to the heart. They were married, of course. Pretty Lydia Watts was exactly the girl to <jour prehend tho situation, and mado the moat of her advantages. And Frank, In his desponding mood, succumbed to fate, and "supposed it might as well bo Lydla Watts as any one olse." "Talk about circumstances," said Un cle Joab. "Any man oan mould olreura stancos to suit himself, if only he has a little tact." And Uncle Joab rubbed his hands more gleefully than ever. But as the days rolled by Undo Joab began to doubt tho offieaoy of his charm. "I really think, Father Fenn," said the bride, with a toss of the head encircled by black, shinning braids, "that you're making an unnecessary fuss over that toothache of yours." "An—unnecessary fuss !" repeated Un do Joab, In dismay. "Old folks hadn't ought to be so fret ful and exacting," wont on Lydia. "It Isn't Christian; and I, for one, won't bear it. If you oan't sit quiet and peaceable by the lire, I think you had bettor stay in your own room." And Mrs. Lydla tlounced into the kitohen to turn tho batch of cake in tho oven before it should burn. Joab Fenn rose slowly and went up to his room. If ho had boon a familiar stu dent of Shakespeare, ho might have quoted to himself the 014 passage, "How sharpor than a serpent's tooth it is to have a thankless child!" But he was not a literary man, and kept bis thoughts and troubles in his own bosom. "Frank doesn't feel so," he told him self. "Frank has a little compassion or. his old father yet." But that vory evening, when he earao groping down Into tho kitchen to get some mustard for his aching face, he heard Lydia conferring with her husband in the adjoining sitting-room. "It's no uso talking," said Mrs. Fenn, Jr., in an excited sort of way, "and I siiun't stand it any longer, that's positive. There's a very good vacancy in the Home lor Old Men, and it's the only place he's lit for." ''Perhaps you are right, my dear,' said Frank, ruefully. For, a big si - footer though he wus, he stood In mor c fear of his slim, bluckeyud wife. "I da. • say they'll make him very eomforlu there, and I wouldn't mind paying a , weekly sum to secure peace at home." Joab Fenn did not stop to find mustard box. He crept slowly I -,cU nib own room and sat down on the of the uod. A "Home for Old Mu ! sort of a living tomb in which he was . be interred at Lydia's capricious wi: ;tn his one afternoon out in the we - daily allowance of tobacco, and ■ dean, desolate cuil. Hu shuddercu . the baro idea. But what was he to do Ho remembered, with a shudder, that h> hud made over all his property to Fran and Lydia—that he hud actually i u v. cent to call his own! And tuis was tli • return measure dealt out to hiui. "Littlo Myra would'nt have treated lie so," said he. with one of the salt, stir., iug tears of old agoburniug Its way do. .. hi-, cheek. "Little Myra would . been s H, d to the old man." Out into tho night—the cold, sparkling, starry night—ho made his way, with tin vague, half-formed idea of going to Myra. l'ercgrine Blrtwhistle lived twenty miles uvvuy, it is li ne, but he had walked twenty ii. es before, and he could again. Any thing to got away from Lydia's hard, sharp eyes, and put a distance between liim and tho "Homo for Old Men." ** • * "O, Peregrine, look here! An old luuu, asleep by tne roadside. Or, is he asleep ? Come, Peregrine, quick! It's i uuie Moan—dear, good Uncle Joab!" Myru had run out in the dewy calm o: tile early morning to get a few of ti. watercresses that old Mrs. Bin whin.,, liked for her breakfast, and to her sur prise she found a prostrate lig-.r stretched out beside the brook, v. a . • Joab Fenn had tried to drink, aud li.iu fallen unconscious in the attempt. •'bo it is," said Peregrine. "Whatever can liavo brought him here?" And between them they lifted him i and carried him tenderly into the houn> . "Will you keep lire, Myru?" Joab Fer.n faltered, when sense and reason returnee once more to his beclouded brain. "Win you give me a crust, and siieitor, ann keep me out of tho 'Home for Old Men?'" "Dear Uncle Joab," said Myra, burst ing into tears, "you were good to nie once, and all that 1 have is yours, an., welcome! And, ob, Uncle Joab, I shun be proud to have you eomo and live with me. And I'm married to Peregrine now, and we are so happy. Aren't wo. Pere grine, dear?" Joab Fenn looked sadly into her bright eyes. If she had married his boy, how different things would have been if ho could only have been content to !• Fate alone, how much wisdom he wouh. have shown! But ho had managed al fairs to suit himself, and this was th way ho was suited. Lydia Fenn tossed her head again when she heard where her father-in-law had taken refuge. "I am satislied, if it suits him," said she. "All I know is that I shouldn't have tolerated him around the place much more." Frank came to see his i'athor, how ever, at the old Birtwhistle farm house, where Myra, a blooming youug matron, held out her hand to welcome him, with out a vestigo of the constraint that was so visible in his face und manner. "Father," said he, "I'm sorry you and Lydia don't get on together." "It's the old story, my boy," said Uncle Joab. "The young birds crowd the old ones out of the nest. But I never could have stayed tliero to be sent to the 'Home for Old Mdb.'" Frank colored scarlet uiider the con temptuous lightning of Myra's eyes, and got away as bost ho could. "There he goes," said Joab Fenn, with a sigh; "and I have lost my boy for ever !" But it was all his own fault, and he knew it.—N. Y. Ledger. Woineu mi On ril extern. The AVonian's Division of the German Academio association recently decided to promote tho education of women in tho art of gardening, "partly in order to enable the future housewife to care for her own garden, but chiefly to open now sources of income to the unmarried." A committee of the association for the promotion of horticulture at once con cerned itself with tho mattor, and an nounced that it would bo considered at a general meeting on May '23. Mean while, however, the subject was broached at an open horticultural con ference in Berlin on tho Bth of May, where GOO gardeners were present. An hour and a half was spent in dusousßing the advisability of educating women as gardeners, thirty speakers making them selves hoard for or against tho ldda. A vote was then taken, and the follow ing resolution submitted to the ladles' oommittep of the Academic assoclal ion: "Tho conference feels itself compelled to oppose the projects of the Academic as sociation in the Interest of German gar dening, as well as in those of womankind itself, because gardening demands much greater physical powers than usually are found in women, and because the indus try Is already at this moment suffering from overcrowding." HOW TO HAKE COOL HOMES. Fix Everything Rlgbt Then lUy to Knjoy It* That Bounds refreshing! But how am Ito have a cool house!" ie the lament of many, whose surroundings afford no suggestions of ooolness, as they view thein. Let us see If that be so. What la one great help? Does anything soothe yon more than the sight of a culm, rest ful face? But one whispers, "such is not mine!" But It can be, tired friend. Resolve, with Divine assistance, to meet chflerfully those many trying duties which are constantly presenting them selves. This resolution taken, be care ful in your dress, How often have you admired your neighbor, as in her cool attire, she welcomed her husband home. Put on the most suitable one you have, to welcome homo your loved ones. Even a clean white apron suggests coolness. If you cannot go away for the summer, or even part of It, let the summer rest come into your own home, just where you are. During the heat of the day, close the blinds, so as to keep out the burning rays of the sun; and have the most airy curtains you can afford. I knew a lady of refined taste, but slender pocketbook, tvho was three weeks saving the money for serlin cur tains for her dining-room window. She saved 11 cents the first, week, 9 cents the second, and 13 cents the third, having 33 cents, cost of 5 1-2 yards at 0 cents per yard. She had no curtuin pole, but an old broom handle with a tack in each end, resting upon two nails, took its place, She put a hern in the top of the curtains just wide enough to slide over the broom handle, and the effect wu s urp rising. But some one asks, "How am 1 to keep ray house cool when I have sue i .mall rooms, and must have a lire:" i'uy an ulcohol stove, you can accom plish wonders with it; ana see if all the lautily are not cooler for it. Study t,o .•nidation of your rooms. An awning over a very sunny window or door w.a add greatly to your comfort. A p.u a chair, and'u hammock or a swing, •• gether with a few vines, will nuute a chatmfng place of your uuused pia/.y.a.el even of your porch. Enlist the other members of me household in your plans for family com fort and coolness. You will he sur prised at the happiness they will l'eel a irom time to time, they contribute then share, perhaps a quaint or rare a, a Japanese screen or some piece of in ic .t --brao for "Homo." During the warm days, try to have at each meal, one very tempting, cool us. . Pruit is best for breakfast. Bice p. , thugs, also those of tapioca, or g"laiiiie, winch have been set until very cold ure delicious. Decorated with flowers, and green leaves, the tuble is far more at iractive than if left unadomeu. int.. some flowers in each room if possible. 1. li rest you to lookjit. them. cu a clean towel |if you have no i ;.,nt tidies) spread over the bright co-. i. in the rocking chair, invites one to a.;.- a seat, by its very suggestion of com fort and coolness. Make the best of what you have, and use everything to the best advau.ag . Let home be just as cool and iu> it.ng .. you can make it; and ere you arc a summer with its warm days win , passed—Ruth H. Nottloship, in 18,,0u5. ~ous. keeping. To Keep Green Brniu, The present system of cunning has made it almost unnecessary tor ti, housekeeper to study metliuils. since is cheaper to buy, above ali, if it can b d'liio in quantities at wholesale rule man to spend time in pre, nation. 1) ■ in remote districts where buying hardly practicable, string beans may be ; routed in two ways. 'I hey can lie rooked thoroughly but without any sea soning and canned in glass or in tin. mg careful to the utmost in admitting no air, as vegetables are more difflouii •> ,eop well than fruils. The seconu method is to put a layor of beans in a deep stone pot and then a layer of salt, adding day by day till the jar is full Cover closely, and when to bo used, soak ovr night like dried beans, in order to remove the salt. The SwordUxh. Swordflsh meat is firm uud ifS flavor superior to that of the halibut, anil it is entirely fresh and above reproach, It is u myatery that New York should so fail to appreciate a good thing. The coming of the swordflsh is always un interest in:; fact, with 110 little mystery about it, :o< They are not here aud then they a.. here. Nobody knows where they come from and 110 one ever saw a young one on the American coast. They are raised in the Mediterranean Sea, und the old folks, leaving the little ones behind, spend their summers along our short*, and chiefly about lJlock Island every year without fail, and the movements and migrations of the swordflsh are a noteworthy Illustration of the strange and clever ways of fishes. Bits of PhiloNOjiliy. Manners are stronger than laws. There is but one way to tell the truth. bad manners are a species of bad mor als. A brave heart redeems an awkward carriage. Be at ease yourself and your guests will be at easo. It never troubles the wolf how many the shoep be. An habitually sad face seldom gets into much credit. Melancholy looks on a beautiful face and sees a grinning skull. Pickled Onions. Peel very small onions with a sharp knife, put in a jar and leave in salt water five days, changing brlno every other day; keep thom covered well; pour off the brine and pour on scalding hot brim* and leave until cold. Drain through a colander and put in wide mouthed bot tles. Fill the bottles full with good cider vinegar, adding ginger root and spices if you wish. Put in cork and seal. .Salmi Suuci*. The yolks of two or three hard boiled eggs, a small tablespoonful of grate.: Parmesan cheese, a small spoonful of mado mustard, a spoonful of tarragon vinegar, and a little kotchup. Mix these well together, und add two dessert spoonfuls of Lucca oil and one of elder vinegar. Do not pour this mixture over the salad, but under, to be mixed up with the salad as wanted. Salad of FrencH lieu lis. Take any quantity of cold boiled French bea&s; see that they are well drained from water; pour a suflicient quantity of vinegar over thom to cover; let the beans remain In the vinogar for full twenty minutes; drain the surplus vine gar off, add a pinch of salt and pepper, and a'little of good salad oil, if Ukod. Slow work Is sure work. Perhaps never wins a victory. There are ttfty ways to tell a lie. Hard workers aro usually honest. Next to faith in God is faltli in labor. Ever look forward, and—"Remember Lot's wife."