THE UNIVERSITY MATCH. The Rev. Thomas Baxter was a curate of the muscular, energetic type, which, fortunately for the church, is turned out not unfrequently by our universities and public schools. He was a big. broad shouldered young man, who, besides dis tinguishing himself greatly both on the river and in the cricket field, had taken a very respectable degree, for lie was by no means afraid of hard work of any de scription. Such men often make capital parsons, and Tom was hardly less ener getic in his parish work than he had been in very different spheres of action at Eaton and Oxford. But there were limits to Mr. Baxter's endurance; he liked an occasional holiday, and this was the only point upon which he and his vicar, the Rev. Septimus Straightway, were not entirely agreed. The Rev. Septimus was an earnest man, and took a severe and gloomy view of the pleasures of life. He worked terribly hard in an East End parish; knew nothing and cared less about out door sports—or, in fact, about any form of amusement; and fully expected his curates to follow unhesitatingly in the extremely narrow and steep path up which he led them. Hence it came to pass that Mr. Straightway experienced considerable difficulty in finding curates after his own lieart; the young man were continually leaving him for less arduous duties, and the vicar's opinion of human nature in general, and of the younger generation of curates in particular, stead ily grew worse. In Tom Baxter, how ever, ho really thought he possessed a treasure, and the danger of working a willing horse to death never so much as entered into his head. Poor Tom did his very best to satisfy Mr. Htraightway's requirements, for he really respected the man and valued im mensely his good opinion, but, as lias al ready been indicated, he could not help longing that his superior would enter a little more into his own harmless liking for occasional relief, and sympathize with his passion for rowing and all that was connected with athletics. At the time 1 write of the cricket sea son was in full swing; hut Tom's duties had not only prevented him from play ing in a single match, but even from looking on at one for a few hours from the roof of the pavilion at Lord's. More over the university cricket match, in which he took an absorbing interest, was fast approaching, and lie was sorely troubled by the dread that he might not be able to see it. This fear haunted him day and night; it worried him during his visiting and mission work, spoilt his rest and occasionally obtruded itself upon him in the pulpit. Even the absent minded Mr. Straight way at length no ticed that his curate's mind was ill at ease, and one day he went so far as to in quire tlv cause. Tom stammered out something about being out of sorts, and ventured to hint that lie thought a day's holiday would do hint good. "When I was your age, Mr. Baxter, 1 never wanted a holiday," replied the austere vicar.; "but you arc certainly not looking well. Let tue see, today is tlie 24th of June. In about a fortnight 1 think I can arrange a day for you. Say the 13th of July." "Can't it bo managed a week sooner':'" queried Tom, desperately, for the uni versity match was fixed for the 4th. "Quite impossible, 1 fear." said the vicar, decisively, for he was a terrible martinet with his curates. So, with a wave of his hand, ho dismissed the sub ject, and Tom knew tlmt further appeal was useless. "It's rather too bad," grumbled Mr. \xter,as lie walked home to his humble Vdgings. "But it is no use talking to him about cricket; lie doesn't know a hat from a ball." And with a heavy heart be tried 'o resign himself to the inevi table. But. two days later a circumstance oc curred which entirely routed Tom's vir tuous resolutions. A letter arrived at the reverend genliumun'ri lodgings which was couched In the following terms: ILEATIICOTS tfAU., I.r.\Msmili: I)r.Aiil:KT Tie: - \V>* are actually coming to town! Only for two itr.ys, though; anil we aro going to IxmJ's to sue the match. Uncle has got n ilrag there, block It. Of course I shall never forgive you ti* yon itou't noma anil see me; on Wednesday afternoon we go to Essex to stay with the Chit vertous, so this is our only ehunee of meeting. lo come; in terrible haste Yours lovingly. ALICE. Front the foregoing it may IK- gathered that Miss Alice Jleullicote and Mr. Tout Baxter were on tolerably intimate terms. As a mutter of fact they had been en gaged for six months, during which lime they had very rarely met. Baxter's peo ple were well olf, and he had it very rich uncle, among whose possessions was an excellent family living, destined in the future for Tom and bis bride. But the uncle was a stern and conscientious gen tleman, and lie was determined, before he definitely agreed to give Tout the va cancy—when it occurred—to see what that young gentleman was mudeof. And this was why Baxter had been sent to help Mr. Straightway in the East End, why he worked so hard in the parish, and why he was so desperately anxious to stand high in his vicar's opinion. When Tom read the letter his first im pulse, unclerical though it may appear, was to use strong language. But he restrained himself and fell to thinking over the various means of escaping from his duties. A fresh appeal to Mr. Straightway lie knew to be hopeless. That worthy ascetic did not only look upon cricket as a frivolous waste of time, but he was a strong advocate of the celi bacy of the clergy. Moreover, by merely asking the question Tom might offend him, and this lie certainly could not afford to do under the circumstances. There was nothing for it then but a pious fraud, and although Tom's conscience rebelled againt the idea of deceiving his vicar, who trusted him implicitly, he could not make tip his mind to disap point Alice, or to deny himself the pleas ure of seeing her. lie might, under more favorable circumstances, have dined at her uncle's house in Portman square, but as luck would have it he had undertaken to conduct an evening class on both nights of her stay in town. So he wrote • very affectionate answer, promising that nothing short of an earthquake should prevent him from appearing at Lord's, and he at once set to work to ar range a plot for the deception of Mr. Straightway. On the day tiefore that on which he had promised to meet his intended Tom told liia vicar that he was passing the night with a very old friend, who had just come home from India, in his rooms near Jermyn street. This, it must be said, was perfectly true, and of course Mr. Straightway could offer no valid ob jection, ns Baxter had done all his work for the day. The next day, however, Tom slunk off to a telegraph office and in guilty haste dispatched a wire to the effect that he was suffering from a se vere attack of lumbagu, but would, if possible, return in the evening. By 11 o'clock he was at Lord's. The mere sight of the ground waa so welcome to him that he waa determined to spend as much time there as he possibly could.' Ho knew, of course, that he would be certain to meet any number of his old friends, and that tiie whole proceeding was extremely risky; but he cousoied himself with the thought that, as Mr. Straightway rarely, if ever, went into society of any sort, he was not at ail likely to hear anything about it. So he ensconced himself in the pavilion and awaited the beginning of the play with pleasurable impatience. Tiie lleathcotes were nil enthusiastic cricketers, and he counted on their appearance by 12 o'clock at the latest. The match commenced in due course, but upon its varying fortunes it is not necessary to dwell. The Heathcotes also arrived, and Tom tit once took up a posi t'on on the drug by tin? side of Miss Alice, 1., i warmth of whose greeting speedily Ur 'lilted all fears and ipialms of con st-i ..co front 11is breast. Nothing, in fact, could have been more perfect than Mr. Baxter's happiness up to the lunch eon interval, ilis stentorian "well hit" or "well bov.lcd" could be heard a hun dred yards :i way; he clapped his hands, stamped and waved his hat like the veri est schoolboy, and meanwhile lie was unremitting in his attent ion to the girl of his heart. Two o'clock struck. The bell rang for lunch, and the occupants of Mr. rioathcote's drag prepared for the substantial meal which forms so promi nent a feature of the two great matches at Lord's. Tom by no means despised creature comforts. Mr. Htraightway's curates were expected, at all events when with hitu and on duty, to follow their vicar's example in asceticism, so a good lunch was very acceptable to him. lie had supplied Alice's wants, and was in the act of lifting to his mouth a piece of salmon, when suddenly he turned pale, bis jaw fill, his eyes dilated, and the piece of salmon, accompanied by the fork, fell unheeded to the ground. It was too true. Beside the very next drag, talking to a gentleman on the box seat, stood a tall, lean man, in clerical att ire, whose figure was horribly familiar to the guilty curate, lie could not be mistaken, it was Mr. Septimus Straight way, though what could have brought the reverend genii i to Lord's was beyond Tom's imagination. The vicar had bis back turned, and evidently did not .-aspect his curate's proximity. In stant tlight was the only hope. •'( ;<><< 1 gracious, Tom!" cried Miss Alice, "what on earth is the matter? You took as while as a sheet!" " I don't feel very well, dear. Excuse me one minute," stammered Mr.Baxter. And he rose hurriedly, upsetting his plate, and jumped to the ground. Just as he reached terra Anna he saw the. clergyman shaking hands with his friend on tlie box seal; lie was turning toward Mr. 1 b'.tthcote's drag; in another second detection would follow. Tom glanced hurriedly round; the door of the drag was open and no one was looking, lie accordingly plunged in head foremost, shut the door, and to make assurance doubly sure, pulled up the wooden blind. Then ho breathed more freely. But what on earth would the Heathcotes think? A confederate was absolutely necessary. The Heathcotes'family butler, Mr.Binns, was an - id friend of Tom's, and might be relied upon. Baxter espied Linns opening a hottl-of champagne, and at tracted bis attention as noiselessly as possible. "Binns!" he whispered, in great agita tion, "please say to Miss Alice that I am not well, and that I have gone to take a walk, to bathe my head —say anything, Binns- but for trtercy's sake dou't let her know that I'm in here. Don't let anybody know. You won't, will you?" lie continued, pitcouslv. Mr. Binns thought that Torn was off his head, but his impassivefaco betrayed no surprise. "Certainly, sir. Any other message?" "No! that will do—and, Binns, come hack here at once; I want you to do something i hi-." " Ye.-sir." The message caused some little sur prise and much sympathy. "Poor fellow!" said Miss Alice; "it all comes from working so hard in those terrible slums, and never taking a holi day." When Binns returned Tom asked him in the same agitated whisper: "Did you notice a tall, thin gentleman —a clergyman—standing beside the next drag just now?" "Yes, sir." "Do you see iiitu now?" "Yes, sir," said Binns; also whisper ing, "lie's a-standing close by.' "Good gracious!" murmured Tom. "Look here, come and tell me when he's gone." And Tom pulled up the othei wooden blind half way, and cowered on the floor among the cushions and dust cloaks. It was terribly hot and stuffy, but he dared not move until Binns returned, and that personage wus absent for no less than half an hour by Tom's watch. The cap tive was growing desperate, when at last a welcome face appeared at the window above the blind. "Mr. Baxter, sir," whispered Binns, "the clerical gent, sir; he's on the root of our drag." "You don't say sol" groaned Tom. . "He is, indeed, sir. He and master seems very thick; they're talking over old Cambridge tiniM. I never * sited oa him before, sir." "Of couree," Mid the curate in despair. "1 see it now. Old Septimue WM at Cambridge, eo waa Heathcote; ther are old friend*. How In the name of Provi dence am I to get out of this? I My, Hinna, do you know I must atop here till he goea. You will keep it dark—now won'i you?" "Most certainly, sir,'* said the sym pathetic butler. "Won't you hare some lunch, sir? Nobody will know," Torn smiled in his misery at the idea. After all, why shouldn't he? •fWell, Binns, 1 really think I will." And the trusty servitor disappeared to return with a huge plateful of cold pie, a bottle of champagne and some straw berries. "Thank ye, Binns," same Tom, grate fully; "now go away and don't come back till the clergyman has gone. Whew! How hot it is!" It was hot and no mistake. On a scorching day the interior of a drag with the windows shut is about as agreeable a resting place as the Black Hole. Torn could not let the blinds down, so he drank a tumbler of iced champagne, which made him much warmer than be fore, though it inspired him to smile at his position. His stiff collar was grow ing limp, and his heavy black garments began to grow insupportable. "Wonder if I dare to take my coat off?" he asked himself. The mental answer was "Yes," and he proceeded to do so. Then ho felt better, finished the plate of pie, and had another tumbler of the champagne. "I feel half inclined to go out and face him," reflected Tom, but his heart failed. He piled the dust cloaks, coats and umbrellas in one corner, and tried to make himself comfortable. Pres ently, however, the match was resumed, and then his real suffering began. Tom had never endured such torture. Loud applause frequeltlv broke upon his enrs; shouts of "Well hit!" "Well bowled!" "Well caught!" and, sometimes, more maddening even than these sounds, tliere was a deep hush of suspense in the noisy crowd, or a distinctly audible sigh of re lief, which told his practiced ears that some exciting crisis of the game had come or gone. lie vainly peered over the half drawn blind to catch a .glimpse of the players: he could, however, see nothing hut a for est "f black hats and variegated sun shades. Uinns r- turned not —Tom dared not quit his hiding pl.n e. and despair once more possessed his Mail. "Suppose I'm here for the afternoon. Holy Moses, how appallingly hot it is!" (Heat in apt to ro lax the propriety even of it curate's lan guage.) "Wish 1 dared to take some more of my clothes off!" And then his eye fell on the cliainpuguo bottle, which was nearly half full. "Well. I can have another drink, at all events!" And again his troubles seemed less. He stretched himself out as well as in; could, for he was a big man and tin' space was small, and by degrees h - finished the bottle "If only I had n weed," he reflected: "haven't smoked for months, it seems years." And growing hold oven to reckless ness, he hunted in the pojuet, of the other men's overcoats till lie found a cigar case. When ho had lit a.cigar he felt comparatively at ease, It was very hot, lie thought, hut a pott refill feeling stole over him; tin: hum of the crowd grew fainter and fainter; the shouts of nppiau.se more distant; oven the ham tneriug of sticks Hint umbrellas on tin drag, within six inchc3 of his head ceased to annoy him. He [lulled at his cigar less energetically: soon it fell from his lips, and the Rev. Thomas Baxter slept as peacefully as n child. He was aw aliened Ity a rough s..aki and shout in his ear of "Hi, ware up!' Returning to semi-consciousne s lie in distinctly heard exclamations of "Shame fi "Disgusting!" "Who would havi thought it!" And tin a a familiar voici said in somewhat quavering accents, "Leave him to me. papa. I must see him alone." Tom pulled himself together with a jerk, opened his heavy eyes, and found hiiiisi It eonfronted by Miss Alice Heathcote. who stood with flushed cheeks and indignant expression at the door of the drag. "Are you awake, sir?" she inquired, with elaborate sternness. "Awake! yes; why not, dear?" stam mered Mr. Baxter. "Then what is the meaning of this? You leave me hours ago and say you don't feel well, and here 1 find you sound asleep when the play is over for the day, and we liave been sending all over the ground for you. And in your shirt sleeves, too!" "Ootid gracious! 1 beg your pardon. I forgot." And, blushing scarlet, the cur ate huddled on his coat. "And they all say that you are drunk," she continued, with a half sob. "Oh, Tom, it's shameful!" "Drunk!" cried Mr. Baxter, indignant ly. "I should like to meet anybody who says that I'm drunk! Let ine explain, darling. I'll come out now." And then lie caught sight of his vicar again and shrank hack, "Is that man never go ing?" "Wlmt man?" asked Miss Alice, with impatience. "Really, Tom, you must bo mad today." "Why, the clergyman, Alice, dear; do you know who lie is?" "Of course I do; it's Mr. Grayson, a vicar somewhere in Yorkshire, an old college friend of papa's; they iiaven't met for twenty years. I'm sure he's not an alarming person—in fact, the only strange thing about him is that about twenty people have mistaken him for your man—Mr. Straightway, you know. Are they at all alike?" "Yes, they are—rather," gasped Tom, scarcely knowing whether he stood on his head or heels. "Come and introduce him to me, darling. I'll make it all right with your father." And he did; but it will be some time before he bears the last of that cricket match.—London Truth. A boiler head in the dye house of Henry Wing, of Chicago, blew out and scatter ed a box of pins standing near with such force that Mr. Wing was literally stuok full of them. He will recover. A HAUNTED ROOM. la the fltia obamber whsnen but yesterday Passed my beloved, filled with awe I ataad; Aad hauntlac LCTVM fluttering on every bead Whisper her praises who la far ewny. A thousand delicate fancies stance and play Oa every object which her robes hare fanned, Aed leodereet thought* aad hopes Moots sad expand la the sweet nmory of her beauty's my Ah: could that elate but hold the faintest trees Of all the lor shares once mirrored there. The cludterlne story of the shadowy hair That framed to well the dear youn* angel face! iiul no. It shows my own face, full of care. And my heart is her beauty's dwelling place. —John Hay la Ucrtboer'a AN IRON DEVIL. An Kapeelally Harderoaa locomotive ta the Kaer Tenneaeee Railroad. There is a particularly vicious engine on the East Tennessee road. It has killed twenty-aeven men, and engineers and firemen feel a superstitious dread whenever they have to take a run on the rails with this man killer. "I sometimes feel," said a grizzled old stoker a few days ago, "that there is a murderous spirit in that engine. She killed two men before she got on the rails. While she was being steamed up in the shops a plug blew out, and two mechanics were scalded to death. Then it was brought south and sent out on its first run. She mounted the rails and plunged down an embankment, killing her engineer and fireman. "Soon ufterwards she was fixed up and put on the road again. .She ran for a while all right, until one night the en gineer that was driving her saw a head light bearing down on him and tried to reverse the lever and run back; but the engine ucted like a mule and wouldn't answer to the throttle. She went whirl ing on and crashed into the other train. Five men were killed in the two engine boxes. "But 1 can't remember half the devil try that engine lias played. Once she seemed to get into the dumps while on the road and just wouldn't be managed. She acted as if the devil was in her cyl inders. Whenever the engineer pulled open the throttle she would storm down the truck like a hell cat, and it was like stopping a bucking bronco to get her down to a quiet pace. "An emigrant train was running ahead, ami the engineer of the man killer had orders to look out for it. After a run of an hour or sn lie catue in sight of the emigrant train as it rumbled slowly up a heavy grade; then it disappeared over the crest and this devil of an engine went charging up and over about a minute be hind. Tho engineer expected to see the emigrants away down the truck, but they had slowed up and were only a few hundred yards ahead. Down went the engine bellowing like mail. "as soon as the emigrants heard i . • c.t. they steamed as fast us theycoulil. Mat the old hell cat could outrun I lie Flying Dutchman, and there was no stopping her. She rushed down, eating up the space between her and her pr. } Eager faces wore looking out '.a lows of the passenger car alien. ',. i tlia en- tircinan and coaler, when they found that they could not check the speed of the engine, stood at the doors ready for a leap. "Tin yhid to take it pretty soon. Al ready the emigrants were leaping from the steps and rolling down the side the embankment. . • s.aginomen v till the la -, mot "ore the era and leaped for I . all killed. "I am afrai l i . _.•_)>/ many lives were lost as the engine tore into that train packed with emigres:! s. hut it swelled the list of the in- a ..t the old brute had killed. "No matter vvhut road find she hit-, been on a greei .e has !:■ ■ i killing the iu> . u I Bt I .••!(•(. WeuS f> 1 i nervous when wu have to run he •:. you si .'.ai her up it seems to; • n 'din hi r." 'Atlanta Journal. \ Cm lit Use f Wealth. In reference to your article, "What I Would Do if i Were Rich?" 1 would build in the suburbs of large cities cheap, substantial dwellings, which I would dispose of to tie- i ■ i small rent a month, the rent to ■ t i.v.irtis the purchase of the house, and i house I would place a bath room • iry not now enjoyed by the pooiv s, but very necessary. Erecting ai .. e num ber of houses would minimize the ex pense. I would, iu the largo cities where avail able, build a bath which might be used at a nominal cost by the poor. As it is now, llie workingman's family is obliged to do without this "luxury." The per son who has a claim to modesty cannot in the cramped quarters occupied liv the poor, enjoy this health preserver. Half of the diseases are bred in the foul smelling garrets, etc., where the inmates await with eager anticipation the de lights of the "free bath" that is open in the summer months. If this were done in the winter months you would soon observe a decrease in the death list. — Cor. Chatter. Improved Transplanting Pot. A valuable addition to the working outfit of a gardener is a new transplant ing pot made in three parts, the body being divisible and the bottom remova ble, In transplanting, the bottom is re moved from the body, the pot inserted in a hole in the ground, and the keys which control the grip of the side pieces are withdrawn, when the halves are pressed laterally apart and raised from the earth, leaving the earth and plant it had contained in the new location,—New York Commercial Advertiser. Expert* on Counterfeit Money. Miss H. L. Wright is one of the most efficient experts in counterfeit money. Miss Hoey is another, and has held her position for many years. Mrs. Fitzgerald is in the comptroller's office, where all the bank notes come for redemption. Much of the money that has arrived at the treasury by reason of railroad acci dents passes through her hands. She is a sweet faced, white haired lady, and has been at her desk for twenty-five years.—Wathington Letter in New York Press. TO-MORROW IS A HOLIDAY. ~j R* dftiigfauri of four j wmMrm mt la tb dark shadows of an bumble roam, fba youajrwt ployod, the gray friadnilbm Her daughter mimed, whUa la the eaewefa gleam the a real aiai>dmabar beat low la bar ehalr— bad atrange hot Suehea Oiled the gale* air. the child: '"To-morrow la e builder And I will play along the lieaey Sold* And run the hlile end pluck the fairaat buds That ell the dower covered meadow yields; I'll sing, end walk upon the brooklets ahorse" O, In the distance how the thunder roan! Mother: "To-morow ia a holiday And all of ue will merry be and glad I'll deck myeelf In wbnt I hare of beet, Fur life ehould not be alwaye bleak and and. The sun ablnca bright for e'en the darkest eouhk" And coming nearer fierce the thunder rolls Grandmother: "Ah, twill be a holiday There's no such thing as holiday for me My fate's to apla and cook the dally meal. For life ie work end eolltude and drear. It's well for tboee who may do aa they pleeee - See the quick lltthtelng fiaehlng through tba treea The great-grauduiutlier slowly turns sad speaka: "A holiday to-morrow and the tomh All wide agape for me. What'e earth but care And woe where nothing breaks the joy teas gloom I And why ehould 1 yet linger in the world!" Great God! The lightning's bolts upon t hem hurled. They do not see nor hear the awful flame That lights the chamber with a noontide glow. The daughters of four generations lie Ail dead together, smitten by one blow. Four lives thus ended by the lightning's ray - This their to-morrow, this their holiday. —Philadelphia Timee Difference In Sponges. There ure very many people who can not tell the difference between "Turkey cups" and common reef sponges, and they are astounded at the difference in price. They are asked $8 for what they think they can get just as good for twenty-five cents. Tiiere are sponges from Florida called sheep's wool, which, in ilie opinion of many buyers, are as good. :.iilu-ugh much cheaper, for all practical purposes as the silk ones. They are used mainly for washing carriages, although they make a good bathing sponge. Reef sponges coine from Cuba and Nassau. Turkey cups from around the islands of the Archipelago. Sheep's wool and reef sponges come in ten. twenty and forty pound bales, and the finest. of thp former, known as Rock Island goods, sell wholesale at from §2.80 to $3.15 per pound. The Turkey cups are sorted at London and Paris into three qualities and sent to us in bags. They are sold by the piece.—Boston Ulobe. •J(In! :t DUTt wiU'e f Opinion. 'flu.' arti.-is are always fault, ill evi-ry climo and country, with the work of the local " hanging committee." Never was an artist who did not claim, if any of his work was exhibited in an exhibition, that the unfortunate "hang ing committee" had dwarfed his effort by hanging it in the worst possible place. At an exhibition in this city a certain artist had a work accepted and was re quested by the hanging committee to visit the gallery and pick out his own place, lie did so. When the exhibition was opened a fellow artist who visited it found fault with the place given one of his own paintings. "But I will not speak of my own work," lie said to the party to whom lie was complaining. "Now there is 's picture over there. An idiot would have put it in a better place." When lie found out later that had made ids own selection of posi ion lie had nothing further to say.—Chi -ago Herald. Amusements in Great Britain. In London the places of amusement ■lumber about 550 or 600, including 450 music halls. The capital invested in London places of amusement is little short of $20,000,000, without reckoning places like the Crystal palace, Albert hull, etc. Direct employment is given to aiiout 150,000 people, besides indirect employment to a host of tradesmen and workpeople. The London theatres, mu sic hails and concert halls have accom modation for about half amiliionof sight seers. The capital invested in similar places of amusement in Great Britain is over $60,000,000. This gives direct em ployment to aiiout 350,000 people and provides accommodation for nearly 1,250,000 spectators.—Chatter Iturdly Courteous. During the epidemic of influenza in one of our cities a gentleman who was suffering acutely from it went down town one morning, and on the way met at least a dozen sympathetic friends. At tlie twelfth encounter his patience was exhausted. "Have you tlio prevalent cold?" in quired his twelfth assailant, a burly, good natured man. "Yes." said the invalid, captiously; "1 have. 'lave yon the prevalent sympa thy?" The retort was hardly courteous, and the man himself felt ashamed of it after ward, hut at the moment it seemed to do him good.—Youth's Companion. Hat More Fruit. Meat three limes u day is more than average down town dwelling human na ture can endure. Functional disturb ances of the liver, gall stones, renal cal culi, diseases of the kidneys, dyspepsia, headache, tits of ill temper or of the blues, irritability and general absence of the joy of life are largely due to an ex cess of meat and other highly concen trated food. What shall we eat? Wo reply, eat more (ood. —Medical Classics. it is believed that the use of smoke less powder by armies will result iu mak ing military operations much more diffi cult than they are now. 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This means the grandest array of beautiful goods shown in this country. Goods ami prices are all on the buyer's side of the bargain. Send for samples. CURTAINS. Complete new Spring stock. \V rite for Curtain Circular. Our 1890 Spring Catalogue will he ready in March. Send your name and you wiH receive it. JOS. IIORNE ct CO., (109-G2l Point Avenue. < 4| PITTSBURGH, PI. D ATWIVTG obtained formecuanl alae rnl JCViI i O vices, medical or other com pounds, ornamental designs, trade-marks and labels, caveats, Assignments, interferences Appeals, Suits for Infringement, and all cases arising under tlie PATJaBIT LAWS, promp ly attended to. INVENTIONS TLAT HAVE BEEN nP TCnTCn by the Patent Offloo may IlCllfitj 1 Jail stlll.ln most cases, bepat ented by us. Being opposite the Patent OQlee, we can make closer searches, and secure Patents mere promptly, and with broader claims, than those who an; remote from Washington. TVIIT DWPfIDC H, '"d us a model or I Ail V fill 1 UllO sketch of your device ; we make examlnatlonayVee of charge, and advise I as to patentability. All eorrespotidenee Htrtctly } confidential, prices low, and NO CHARGE UN j LESS PATENT IS SECURED. We refer to officials In the Patent olllce.to our clients In every Stale of the Union, and to your Senator and Representative In congress. Special references given when desired. Address, C. A. SNOW Si CO., Opposite Patent Office, Washington, I). C. NOTICE OF APPLICATION FOR CHARTER OF INCORPORATION Notice Is hereby given that an Application will be made to the Ron. Robert L. Johnston, Presi dent Judge or the court of common Pleas of Cambria county, on the 7th day of April, A. D., 1800, for the Charter of a Corporation to, be called THE AMERICUB MUSIC AND SOCIAL ENTERTAINMENT ASSOCIATION of the City of Johnstown, Pennsylvania, the character and object of which are the advancement and culture of music, beneficial and social enter tainments. maris JAMES M. WALTERS, Solicitor.
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