The Somerset County star. (Salisbury [i.e. Elk Lick], Pa.) 1891-1929, October 05, 1893, Image 3

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- BUDGET OF FUN.
HUMOROUS SKETCHES FROM
VARIOUS SOURCES.
A Pastoral—A Woman’s Definltlon—
The Rcason—Answered — Dodged
Sanctum Pleasantry—A Land-
lubberly Explanation, Etc.
Now dips and sways the laden grain,
The haycocks dot the mead,
Thro’ leafy shades a golden rain
Sprays fern and lissome reed.
One snowy cloud, like ermine rug,
Floats calmly o’er the scene,
‘While yet the sleek potato bug
Doth browse on Paris green.
—Atlanta Journal.
ANSWERED.
Brown— “How often have I told you
not to play ball in the house?”
Johnny—*‘Every time you've caught
me at it.”’—Judge.
A WOMAN’S DEFINITION.
Ethel— “Emma, what is a
party?”
Mrs. Knowitall—-¢‘A party where a
lot of men get together and stagnate
for the lack of women, dear.”—Puck.
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DODGED.
Briggs— “What did you tell your
wife when you got home so late Tues-
day night?”
Braggs—‘I told her she was the
sweetest woman in the world.” —In-
dianapolis Journal.
THE REASON.
Jasper— ‘I understand now why
there is an eagle with outspread wings
on so many of our coins.
Jumpuppe— “Why ?”’
Jasper—‘“It is to teach us that
money flies.”’—Truth.
LANDLUBBERLY EXPLANATION.
“What do nautical people mean by
‘tacking?’ ” said one girl to another.
“Don’t you know that?”
¢‘Not exactly.”
“Why, tacking—er —tacking is sail-
ing on the bias.”’—Life.
SANCTUM PLEASANTRY.
‘“So this is your idea of wit, eh?”
said the editor, as he read Wagg’s
jokes.
“Yes, it is,” said Wagg.
“Well, the idea is certainly origi-
nal,’”’ said the editor. —Puck.
IN TRAINING.
‘‘Charley proposed to me last night,
and I accepted him.”
“Why, he proposed to me yester-
day.”
‘‘Indeed? Well, he did it so pret-
tily that IT was sure he had rehearsed
several times.”’—Puck.
IT TAKES NERVE.
“I can’t pay this bill, doctor. It's
exorbitant. I'm no better than I was
either.”
‘That's because you didn’t take my
advice.”
‘“Ah—well—of course, if I didn’t
take it, I don’t owe youfor it. Thanks.
Good morning. ”’—Tit-Bits.
WORSE THAN AN EPIDEMIC.
‘When your practicing friend
across the way has learned how to play
the coronet he will entertain ‘the
whole neighborhood,” said Mus.
Brown.
“Yes,” said Mrs. Jones, ‘but by
that time there won’t be any neigh-
borhood here.”’—Texas Siftings.
ENLIGHTENED.
Jones (doing a little preliminary
sparring before announcing his ap-
proaching marriage)— ‘Now, Brown,
you're a friend of mine. Tell me can-
didly, why did you get married?”
Brown (savagely)—‘‘Because I was a
dod-rasted, half-baked, idiotic lunk-
head!” :
(Jones decides to say nothing.)
TRANSFERRED.
Park Lane— ‘What do you think of
this ready-made suit, old man? Since
I got married, you know, I have got
to be economical.”
Baxter — ‘Of course. ‘But you
don’t mean to-say you have given up
your tailor?”
ParkLane—¢‘Oh, no. My wife has
him now?”—Clothier and Furnisher.
THE HORSE ENEW.
Watts—*‘I tell you, old man, I saw
the most remarkable exhibition of ani-
mal intelligence to-day that could be
imagined.”
Potts—*“What was it?”
Watts — “A bridal party started
from the house across the street from
where Ilive and one of the horses
attached to the carriage threw a shoe.
Now, what do you think of that?’ —
Mercury.
A CORDIAL GRIP.
Stokes— ‘The president of your com-
pany seems to take quite an interest in
you now.”
Clarkly— “What makes you thiuk
so.”
Stokes—¢‘I notice he has fallen into
the habit of shaking hands with you
when he comes into the office in the
morning.”
Clarkly-—¢‘Yes; he thinksit’s cheaper
than raising my salary.”’—Life.
ANTICIPATING THINGS.
The youth approached the father
with more or less trepidation.
“50,” said the old gentleman; after
the case had been stated, ‘‘you want to
marry my daughter?”
¢‘Not any more than she wants to
marry me,” he replied, hedging.
‘She hasn’t said anything to me
about it.”
¢‘No, because she’s afraid to.”
¢Aren’t you afraid sir, more than
she is?” said the father, sternly.
The youth braced up.
“Well, perhaps I am,” he said,
as the head of our family, I've got ta
face it and set the pegs,” and the old
man smiled and gave his consent.—
Detroit Free Press. ¢
WHAT AILED SMITH.
A plainly dressed man, who intro-
duced himself as Mr. John Smith,
walked into a doctor’s office in a Texas
town and, having explained his symp-
toms, asked the doctor how long it
would take to cure him. The doctor,
who had treated the visitor with every
possible courtesy, replied:
“You will require careful treatment
under my personal supervision fo:
about two months before you are able
to resume your labors in the bank.”
“Doctor, you are fooling yourself.
I am not Smith the banker, but Smith
the street car driver.”
“Is that so? Well, my good fellow,
I don’t see what you came to me for.
There is nothing the matter with you
except that you are not a banker.”—
Texas Sifeings.
HARDLY EQUAL TO IT.
“You say you can write shorthand?”
said the eity editor.
“I can, sir,” replied the applicant
for a job. ‘“When it comes to short.
hand I don’t knuckle down to any-
body.”
‘‘Have you had any experienceinre-
porting a meeting?”
“Lots of it. I can take a full report
of the proceedings in shorthand and
put it in shape for the printers after-
ward. That’s child's play for me.” ,
“Report any kind of meeting, can
you?’
“Yeas, sir.”
“Hm!” said the city editor,
““there is a sort of convention at
Saddler’s Hall in the next block. You
may go and report the proceedings.
‘Write the speeches out in full.”
The applicant for a place on the city
1 editor’s staff took his note book and
went away. And he never came back.
‘When he got to Saddler’s Hall he
found he had been sent to report the
proceedings of a convention of deat
mutes. —New York Mercury.
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Some (Quaint Epitaphs,
In an article on quaint epitaphs, the
Loudon Funeral Directors’ Journal
says: The following in Penrith Church-
yard is refreshing in these days of de-
ceit, on account of its candor:
‘‘Herse lics the man Richard and Mary his
wife ;
Their surname was Pritchard, and they lived
without strife.
The reason was plain—they abounded in
riches ,
They had no care nor pain, and the wife wora
the breeches.”
The owner ot this inscription, now
resting in Hebburn Churchyard, was
probably a democrat, and had scme
little opinion of himself:
““This humble monument will show,
Here lies an honest man ;
You Kings, whose heads are now as low,
Rise higher if you can!”
John Dale was a courageous man.
This is the epitaph over his remains in
Bakewell Churchyard, Derbyshire:
‘Know posterity that on the 8th of April,
in the year of grace 1737, the rambling re-
mains of John Dale were, in the eighty-sixth
year oi his pilgrimage, laid upon his two
wives :
This thing in life might raise some jeal-
ousy ;
Here all three lie together lovingly.”
One epitaph in Ilfracombe Church-
yard shows faiths
‘Weep not for me, my friends so dear,
I am not dead, but sleeping here;
My debt is paid, my grave is free,
And in due courss you'll come to me.”
Not far from this we have au exam:
ple of quiet self glorification:
‘Here lies a kind and loving wife
A tender nursing mother—
A neighbor fres from brawl and strife,
A pattern for all others.”
Evidently marriage was not a failure
in this case.
What follows was formerly on a
tombstone in St. Thomas’s Church-
yard, Salisbury:
‘‘Here lies three babes dead as nits.
God took thom off in agie fits -
They was too good to live wi’ fre,
So he took 'em off to live wi’ ’ee.”
Who dares to utter the foul slander
that it requires a surgical operation to
get a joke into the head of a Scotch-
man? Let him or her cast an eye over
the following, and then sit silent for-
ever. Itisona gravestone in Stone-
haven Churchyard.
#The place whaur Betty Cooper lies
Is here or here aboot;
The place whaur Betty Cooper lies
There’s neen can fin’ it oot ;
The place where Betty Cooper lies
There’s neen on earth can tell,
Till at the resurrection day,
When Betty tells hersel’.”
Sm re
Cold Booms the Optician’s “rade.
Cold snaps are a great thing for op-
ticians. Sudden changes in the tem-
perature from heat to extreme cold
often causes the glass in spectacles to
crack, ag if trodden upon. Then it
also has a bad effect upon the frames,
and wearers of aids to the eye-sight
are often startled by having their spec-
tacle frames suddenly fall apart at the
bridge. A man accustomed to wear-
ing glasses is utterly lost without
them ; he becomes dizzy after a short
wkile, experiences nausea and suffers
any number of inconveniences.
course the minute his glasses break he
rushes off to the nearest optician.—
New York Journal.
ree REE
About the Koran.
The Koran, the sacred book of the
Mohammedans (usually spoken of by
Oriental scholars as the ‘‘Alcoran”),
was composed by Mohammed (Mahom-
et), ( yd is said to have originally been
writésn upon the bleached shoulder
blades of sheep. The first edition con-
tains 6000 verses, the second and fifth,
6214; the third, 6219; the fourth,
6236 ; the sixth, 6226, and the seventh,
or ‘Vulgate’ edition, 6225. The words
and letters are the same in all editions,
viz. : 77,639 words and 323,015 letters.
The George Sale (common English
translation) is divided into 114 chap-
ters. —St. Louis Republic.
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WOMAN'S WORLD.
"LEASANT LITERATURE
FEMININE READERS.
FOR
THE NEW MUTTON-LEG SLEEVE.
The new mutton-leg sleeve is larger,
7ider and fuller than ever below the
houlder. It is not only plaited at the
rm size, but also at the elbow on the
mutside and inside of the arm to give
t new additional volume. It is used
m all sorts of fabrics, from ginghams
o Lyons brocade, and for gowns of
very description, from practical util-
ty dresses to toilets designed for the
aost elaborate occasions.—American
farmer.
WRINKLE RULES.
If you would avoid wrinkles, care
10t only for your skin, but for your
lerves; control your temper, and do
tot try to have a too expressive and
ivacious countenance. Sleep nine
ours a night and an hour a day. De-
line to worry. Wear smoked glasses
nstead of scowling fiercely at the sun-
ight and the water. Refuse to try to
listinguish things afar off. Wash your
ace in warm water with pure soap
mce a day, and rub it softly with
lannel after the washing. Feed it
vith pure cold cream. Don’t be afraid
f occasional sunburn. Itsmooths the
‘ace wonderfully. But, above all, be
ymotionless.—New York World.
A HANDKERCHIEF CASE.
A novel case, for the dressing table
ir bureau, is made for containing
1andkerchiefs. For foundation, a
iquare of pasteboard a little larger
han a handkerchief when folded is
iovered on both sides with light blue
mtin. Then a bag is crocheted of
initting silk, and made just wide
mough to fit easily around the square,
vhere it is sewed on with small
ititches. The bag is made in a simple
;rochet stitch, that is, somewhat open;
t should be six inches in length, the
ower half being of light blue silk and
ihe upper half of pink. The top is
inished by a row of shells or scallops,
ind drawn up by a pink and blue silk
ord and balls. This holds a square
»ile of handkerchiefs in the most in-
riting manner, is easy of access and
»xtremely pretty as an ornament.—
Brooklyn Citizen.
WIFE OF A GREAT INVENTOR.
Mrs. Thomas A. Edison is one of
those rarely beautiful women whom to
s2e is to admire. If ‘“looks” may ever
be classified, she ranks as a ‘‘brun-
blonde,” as she possesses all the piquant
sharm of coloring attributed to that
type. As her father, Lewis A. Miller,
is President of the Chautauqua Assem-
bly, a part of Mrs. Edison’s summers
are always spent at that resort of learn-
ing, where she and her two lovely
children may be seen driving about in
» foreign-looking little pony cart,
yachting on thelake, or luxuriating on
the broad veranda of the picturesque
half-house, half-tent affair that is
known to the students atthe Summer
School as the ‘“Miller Cottage.”
An aunt of Mrs. Edison is Mrs.
Emily Huntingdon Miller—the one-
time editor of that successful child's
magazine of long ago, the Little Cor-
poral. Mrs. Miller is the present Prin-
cipal of a thriving girls’ college in In-
diana, and also the head of the Chau-
tauqua Woman’s Club, an organiza-
tion that meets daily during the Sum-
mer School session for the purpose of
discussing all affairs of Church and
State that are of special interest to
its members.—New York Times.
ETIQUETTE OF ROYAL WEDDINGS.
I may mention, says the Marquise
de Fontenoy, that the practice now in
vogue in England and in certain other
foreign monarchical countries of hav-
ing royal princes invariably attended
by equerries and gentlemen-in-waiting
is of relatively recent origin and was
not customary during previous reigns.
Dld King William IV., Queen Vic-
loria’s predecessor, and her other
ancle, King George IV., were fre-
quently in the habit of strolling about
in the neighborhood of Piccadilly and
St. James, quite alone and without at-
tendance, both before and after their
accession to the throne. Shortly after
Rueen Victoria’s marriage, however,
her good looking young husband was
made the object of marked and offen-
sive demonstrations of admiration by
sertain female cranks, and it was like-
wise brought to the Queen’s ears,
whether with justice or not, I am un-.
able to say, that efforts were about to
be made to inveigle the Prince Consort
into certain feminine entanglements,
with the object, if not of securing in-
fluence over him, at any rate of com-
promising him. It was with the ob-
ject of preserving her husband from
any dangers of this kind, and for the
purpose of avoiding even the slightest
pretext for any breath of scandal or
gossip, that the Queen arranged that
the Prince should never set his foot
outside the palace precinets unless at-
tended by one or more gentlemen-in-
waiting.
STYLISH WOMEN THE ARTIST DRAWS,
The face and figure that C. D. Gib-
son has made so popular in his clever
pictures in Life and elsewhere are
those of Miss Minnie Clarke. Mr. Gib-
son describes her good qualities as a
model thus:
‘“To be a good model a womon must
lack all self consciousness. Beauty, of
course, is necessary, but beauty alone
is not sufficient. Miss Clarke's face
contains more expression than that of
any woman I have ever seen; besides,
posing is second nature with her. For
instance, a few days ago I needed a
model for a poor, lone woman, who
would suggest awkwardness and stu-
pidity. Miss Clarke put on an old
palico dress, pulled her hair over her
sars to make herself look old, assumed
an expression and attitude befitting
the character, and she looked not only
stupid and awkward, but actually
hungry. Hzlf an hour later I wanted
the picture of a debutante just enter-
ing a drawing room. She changed her
tatters for an evening dress, coming
into the room with the air of a duch-
ess. She is simply all women in one,
and that one a very useful one to an
artist. . She ean laugh or cry, be awk-
ward or graceful, look stupid, pen-
sive, amused, interested or clever in
as many minutes, and all at will.
““When I want to illustrate a story I
first give the manuscript to Miss Clarke
to read. After that she knows as well
as I do for which characters in it she
can pose. There is a picture in Mrs.
Burton Harrison's story, ‘Sweet Bells
Out of Tune,’ which represents a the-
atre box, in which is seated a party of
ladies. Miss Clarke posed for every
figure in that picture. One of them’
is that of a fat and elderly woman.
don’t mean that Miss Clarke looked fat
and old, but she managed to suggest
the character to me.”
FASHION NOTES.
A gold tape with a ball at the end is
worn by some women like a watch.
The latest fad in jeweled ornaments
for bonnets and the hair is a diamond
bat.
A new skirt is made in four equal
width flounces, the upper one being
gathered in at the belt.
Sleeves continue to be full atthe top,
but in breadth rather than height. In
fact, except for evening dresses, the
shoulders are not often raised at all.
Some women prefer simple white
gowns for the cloudy days, and the
pure white pique suits are excellent if
not intended to encounter a down-
pour.
Lansdowne in changeable effects is
especially popular this season, and it
changes in soft, lustrous folds, wears
well and is shown in a great variety of
shades.
Sloped gores let into the back of a
lounging gown produce a graceful
bell effect, and an oddly-shaped sailor
collar heightens the attractiveness of
the garment.
Narrow-trimmed hats, somewhat on
the sailor order, but with brim narrow
.at the back, are trimmed with solid
wreaths of roses and chrysanthemums
and other similar blossoms.
A bell skirt has five bias folds of
graduated width, set equal distances
apart. The lower fold is about three
inches wide, and the others grow grad-
ually narrower toward the top.
The dress parasols of the season are
like small tents, and although in most
cases made of tulle, lace, or net, their
large size and ugly handles suggest the
utilities rather than the ornaments of
dress.
Both for trimming of bodices and
skirts, lace is the most fashionable ad-
junct. The fashion of berthas and
shoulder capelets of lace is at once
pretty and gives width to the shoul-
ders, and consequently makes the waist
look smaller.
A new jacket is fairly close fitting,
has leg-o’-mutton sleeves, very wide
lapels running to the waist line, a
turned over collar and pocket sections
set on with a curbed pocket lid into
the front corners of the skirt of the
jacket rather low down.
Bodices have waists fastening under
the skirt, the top of which is concealed
by a ribbon or fancy belt. Chemisettes
are largely used. They are made in
some light material in any sort or
color. They are gathered, fulled or
plaited, as may be desired.
Clear white muslins are used for
dresses which are worn over colored
silk. The skirt is of three deep
flounces. with wide hems and colored
ribbon run in the hems, and the waist
is of silk, draped over with muslin and
a broad soft sash of the color at the
waist.
A pretty blouse waist is three-quar-
ters fitting, has & wide belt, very deep
shoulder ruffles running in points to
the waist line front and back, sleeves
with 4wo puffs above the elbows and
plain and close fitting below, and a
straight frill below the belt over the
dress skirt.
A new fancy is a plain India silk,
with very full sleeves and a single
flounce at the hem made of figured
goods with ground like the plain or in
entirely contrasting style. A dress of
black India, with sleeves and a flounce
of gold and black stripe, was voted
handsome but rather tigerish, especi-
ally when finished with a gold colered
velvet belt, collar and cuffs.
A new Paris model is a dress, the
lower edge of which is cut in deep
scallops; these fall over a mass of very
narrow, very fluffy ruffles; the real-
lops are edged with a flounce of lace
about four inches deep, set on full.
The waist of this dress has a shoulder
cape made of a wide band of velvet box
plaited into a puffed yoke; the lower
edge of the velvet has a deep flounce of
lace.
The newest hats are extremely
simple, of course straw and atrimming
of flowers and velvet, while the latest
receipt for a stylish bonnet is ‘‘a littla
lace, a few jewels and much taste.” A
small square of guipure fitted to the
head and trimmed with a panache of
feathers is a new idea, and for dress
toilets a simple wreath of flowers with
a velvet bow in front is bonnet enough
for a married woman.
The latest tea gowns have the bodice
draped and crossed over at the waist
with a V shaped vest of contrasting
color. A pretty effect may be made
with gray crape, lined with a rose-pink
silk, and a kilted pink crape vest and
flounces of pink on the sleeves to the
elbow. Accordion plaiting is largely
used for tea gowns, and when it is
adopted they can bemade very simply,
falling in straight lines from the neck
to the hem.
SOLDIERS’ COLUMN’
IN APANIC.
A Bit ofa Story Which Iustances How
Men Lose Their “Grit,”
“SAY, Corpo™
al, you was in the
war and did you?
share of retreat-
ing, I guess. Did
you ever see a
panic?”
“Well,” said
the Corporal,dry-
ly,“ always man-
aged the line of
! retreat so I never
got taken prison-
2 er. Did I ever
bh “Ngee a panict You
IM! ==" know when Banks
g=~ went up the Red
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“er ui boys bad a picnic
from the time they left Franklin, mid-
dle 0’ March, till they got to Natchi-
toches—Mackintosh, the darkies call
it. There was good foraging every
day and big sugar houses every few
miles. Did you ever drink any sugar
house rum? Well, you don’t want to,
“After we left Natchitoches we got
into the piney woods; wasn’t but one
road through the hull State, I guess,
and that was narrow—just about room
for two teams to pass, ’
‘‘Well, Banks had bis hull army,
about 80,000 men—-they’d make a line
more'n three miles long—an’I don’t
know how many batteries of artillery,
an’ about 10 miles o° wagons—had
them along to fetch back the cotton he
expected to get—al!l stretched out on
this one road. But the wagons and
the troops did’t get along first rate
and some how or other the wagons got
most ahead of the army. The regiment
I belonged to was on wagon train
guard one day—’'twas the 8th of April
—an’’long in the afternoon we heard
firing ahead. Us fellows in the ranks
didn’t know there war a reb around.
Banks didn’t nuther, I guess,
“Well, we kept on moving up the
road kind o’ slow, an’ doubling up
the wagons thick till the bull road was
chock full. We couldn’t goahead and
couldn’t turn out to get by, cause of
the hexvy woods on both si1des,so there
we was stuck, an’ the fighting was
getting hotter in front every minute.
No use guarding the wagons any more
—they couldn’t get away; nobody
couldn’t get em; so we marched off
toward the front.
‘Jest fore dark we cometo a little
clearing, and formed line of battle on
the right of theroad. There wasn’t no
fighting after dark, but we laid on our
arms all night, an’ could here troops
marching and wagons rolling the hull
night long, though we didn't know
what 1t meant.
“Soon’s it came daylight we got or
ders to move. There wasn’t any troops
in sight nor nary wagon. We started
along back down the road we had
come up the day before, scairt,expect:
ing every minute the rebs would take
us in the rear; but they didn’t, an
after we’d marched two or three miles
we got careless again,an’ things seemed
just as they had all the time.
“Bout 8 o'clock, when we got "most
back to Pleasant Hill, we heard a big
noise behind us, A squad of cavalry
came flying down the road, turning ix
their saddles and firing behind ‘en
fast as they could with their sever
shooting carbines. They rode right
into us, shooting and hollering ‘The
rebel cavalry is coming! Git out of
the way! ’Fore we could realize what
it all meant they had passed us an
gone on to the front. Then the’ was a
valley in therear, and the bullets sung
around our heads lively, an’ then we
skedaddled. Less'n two winks the’
wasn’t a man in the road. Every one
of ’em took to the woods. The under.
brush was so thick you couldn’t see a
rod, an’ the bushes tripped us up, and
every man that went dewn left every-
thing behind him that wasn’t fast ta
him. Then we begun to strip down to
business. Guns we pitched away, then
knapsacks, an’ overcoats. an havyer-
sacks, an’ canteens, an’ belts, an
straps.
“Well. we jest cleaned ourselves, an
how we did run. We run for about a
.mile till we got to Pleasant Hill
where there was a clearing.” There we
found cur brigade in line o’ battle, We
went on to the rear of them; but it took
us more'n an hour to git our wind and
to gather our wits enough to know
whether we was a regiment of soldiers
or jest a lot 0’ scairt Yankees.” Nat.
onal Tribune.
Me
THE YOUNGEST SOLDIER.
A Uniontown, Pa., Shoemaker I:ays
Claim to the Honor. Was Fourteen
and a Half.
Cyrus Halliday, a shoemaker oi
Uniontown,Pa.,lays claim to being the
youngest surviving soldier of the war,
He noticed the claim of Patrick Shee-
aan, of Allegheny, Pa., and found that
he entered the service three months
before Sheenan. 'tT'he latter enlisted
at the age of 14 years and 9 months,
while Halliday has the records to show
that he was but 14 years and 6 months
old when he elisted as a private in
Company H,Third Maryland Volunteer
Infantry and carried a musket 16
months to the end of the war. Halliday
is now 44 years and 13 days old and
gets no pension,
A MASTER butcher had twins. LHe
at once annoupced the tact to his
parents as follows: “I write in great
haste to inform you that my wife has
just presented me with a couple of
twins. More next time!”
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CorN-BLOSSOMS are the fashionable
flowers in Paris. They were aiways
the rage in Kentucky and are worn
on the nose.—Chicago Tribune.
River in 64? His:
KEYSTONE STATE CULLINGS
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KILLED WHILE PLAYING INDIAN,
ScranToN—Grand Griffin and Stephen
Doyle were at the tlicater and saw a West-
ern border act. The boys next day took a
flobert gun and battled with imaginary
Indians on the outskirts of the city. Doyle
accidently fired the gun and Griffin was
shot through the heart.
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KILLED BY A BURSTING EMERY WHEEL,
Eriz—A new 75 pound emery wheel burss
at Stearns & Co.’s boiler and engine house,
killing Christain Scheaffer instantly, seri-
ously wounding Fred Schmidt and slightly
injuring two other workmen.
WHAT THE RECORD COSTS.
HArrisBurG-—The final statement of the
auditor-general with the publisher of the
‘Legislative Record” was made. The pub-
lication for the last session cost the estate
£27,289 30.
THREE year old Charles Snyder fell into a
30 foot well at Moun ain Top, Huntingdon
county. His mother descended the rope
band over hand, and found her child un-
conscious. Barring some bruises. he is as
well as ever, but the mother,s restoration
will require time. Her hands are fright-
tully torn and the muscles of her arms are
so strained and stiflened that she will be for
Sone time unable to lift her hands to her
ace.
Fire on Wednesday totally destroyed the
large barn of Abraham Brown, near Wood-
bury, Huntingdon county, with seven
horses and jarming implements.
A 6 YEAR old daughter of Frank Sherban-
dy, of Mendon, was burned to death, She
bad amused herself by burning holes in a
plank with a red hot poker.
AFTER conferences lasting more than a
week the employes of the New Castle steel
mill signed ascale in which their wages are
sut from 20 to 40 per cent.
WiLLiaM, a 13-year-old son of James
Martin, of Dunbar, accidentally shot him-
selt through the heart with arevolver which
he found in a drawer.
ArtorNEY GENERAL HENsEL has decided
that 1he state factory inspectors have na
jurisdiction in places where only men are
employed.
Ox account of the Washington electric
road not paying expenses its receiver wants
the court to permit Lim to sell the prop
erty.
Bap sewerage at Export, Westmoreland
county has caused an ¢p.demic of typhoid
fever and several deaths are recorded.
McOLeLLAN FETERMAN, a boatman at . the
park near Altoona, was drowned by the
capsizing of his boat Monday night.
Joux MILLER. of Counelisville while on
his way to Leisenriug to be married, fell
trom a car and was fatally injured.
WiLniaM FF. WiNGare, of Altoona, fire-
man on a shiftinz engine, was strack by an
engine and instantly killed.
A 3 YEAR old child of William Henry, of
Titusville, was sn badly burned while play—
ing about a fire that it died.
Epwarp T. Hacer died at Lancaster from
the effect of a kick on the head, received in
a foot ball game.
JAMES SHANER, mi er, working at Smith.
ton, was killed by being run over by a loads
ed car,
REv.B. D. Zweizie, of Reading,on Thurs-
lay united his 2,3.0th couple in marriage
TeN thousand people attended the fair at
Stoneboro, Mercer county.
Questions of Ammunition.
It is ciearly merely a truism to as-
sert that guns, unless they have
shells and powder, are of no more
value to an army than market carts.
To feed the voracious appetite of a
great line ot batteries belching forth
shell and shrapnel is almost as ardu-
ous a task as to insure their accuracy
of aim or their correctness of move-
ment into pesition. To find them in
projectiles is a part of the science of
war as necessary and as difficult as to
obtain food for the men or fodder for
the horses.
A carfully planned and accurately-
working scheme of supply has to be
arranged behind the fighting line,
the closest connection between con-
sumer and producer has to be estab-
lished, and the caterer of bullets is
every whit as indispensable as the
caterer of bread. To keep the stream
of plenty flowing without check
through the various channels it is
necessary that ottcers should be fa-
miliar with their size, extent, and
construction, that each should have
ocular demonstration of the accidents
and obstacles that are sure to inter-
vene, and practical experience of the
best, means of obviating or overcom-
ing them.
The commander who directs and
encourages the hot fire in front must
keep a watchful eye on the ammuni-
tion columns behind, like the provi-
dent housewife who, while pressing
hospitalivy on her guest in the din-
ing room, does not leave the state of
the larder out of her cauculations.—
The Saturday Review.
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Silver Formation. ;
The process by which nature forms
the accumulations of silver is very
interesting. 1t must be remembered
that the earth’s crust is full of water,
which percolates everywhere through
the rocks, making solutions of ele-
ments obtained from them. These
chemical solutions take up small
particles of the precious metal which
they find scattered here and there.
Sometime, the solutions in question
are hot, the water having gone so
far down as to be set a-boiling by
the internal heat of the globe. Then
they rush upward, picking up the
bits of metal as they go. Natur-
ally, heat assists the performance of
this operation. Now and then the
streams thus formed, perpetually
flowing hither and thither below
ground, pass through the cracks or
cavities in the rocks, where they de-
posit their load of silver. This is
kept up for a great length of time,
perhaps thousands of years, until the
fissures of the pocket a? filled up.
Crannies permeating the stony mass
in every direction may become filled
with the metal, or occasionally a
chamuer may be stored full of it, as
if a myriad hands were fetching the
treasure from all sides and hiding
away a future bonanza for some lucky
prospector to discover in another
age. ,