The Somerset County star. (Salisbury [i.e. Elk Lick], Pa.) 1891-1929, December 08, 1898, Image 7

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GHILDREN'S COLUMN.
OVO VV VV VV
His Sixth Birthday.
He has given up his cradle and his little |
worsted ball,
He has hidden all his dolls behind the door.
He must have a rocking horse
And a hardwood top, of course,
For he isn’t mamma’s baby any more.
He has cut off all his curls, they are only fit
r girls,
And bas left them in a heap upon the
For he’s six years old today,
And he’s glad to hear them say
That he isn't mamma's baby any more.
floor;
He has pockets in his trousers,like his older
brother Jim,
Though he thinks he should have had them
long before,
lis new shoes laced to the top,
"Pis a puzzle where they stop;
And he isn’t mamma's baby any more.
He has heard his parents sigh, and kas
gently wondered why
They are sorry when he has such bliss in
store;
For he's now their darling boy,
And will be their pride and joy,
Though he cannot be their haby any more.
—Georgina E. Billings.
The Faithful Puppy.
Ten years age Prince was a puppy,
and his little master was nearing his
first birthday.
began life together. Before they had
journeyed far cataracts appeared on
the child’s eyes, and grew gradually,
until he was left in total darkness.
Prince then became his constant com-
panion. After he learned to walk the
dog led him about and watched over
him, often keeping him out of harm’s
way. :
Four months ago the boy was sent
— to Philadelphia tobe operated upon
by au oculist of eminence, but his
eyesight could not be restored. Then
he was stricken with diphtheria and
died, and ever since Prince has been
gloomy and splenetic, and cataracts
have appeared on his eyes. Unless
something can be done for his sight
he will soon be blind, just as his little
master was.—New York Trine,
The Chickens’ Adopted Mother.
Nellie’s grandma owned a hen that
wouldn't sit. Grandma put her on
the nest of eggs many times, but she
always flew off.
Qo grandma took the eight nice
eggs, wrapped them up and put them
in a basket. Then she put the basket
near the fire to keep the eggs warm.
Nellie went to. the basket many
times to see if the eggs had turned
into little chickens. One day she
heard a ‘“‘peep, peep,’”’ and raising the
cover looked in to see—what do you
think — five little chickens.
Grandma had another hen that was
verv good and very fond of baby
chickens. She tried to help the other
mothers care for their chickens, but
they flew at her and pecked her.
She even tried to coax some of them
to follow her when the
large, but that didn’t suit the mother
heus either.
Grandma thought this
make a splendid mother © to little
chickens that hadn’t any mother to
scratch for them. When the chickens
were hatched she brought the
old hen and Pa her down on the grass
by them, and then dropped some corn
for them all to eat.
The old hen began t6 “‘cluck, clack,”
which was her way of talking. She
showed them how to eat the corn, and
really adopted them at once. Indeed
every one could see how proud and
happy she was to have some<hickens
to scratch for.
hen would
vo.
Two Little Heroines.
Jetty and Dora were two little
Colorado girls who lived in an adobe
cabin-—a queer-looking cabin, built
partly below the ground, so that one
bad to go down three steps. to get
into it.
All around the cabin
fields of alfalfa clover,
littie girls could see,
trees in sight were thé cottonwoods
growing along the side of a broad,
muddy stream that the children called
the river.
Cne night Betty “and Dora awoke
to find it raining so hard that it had
worn a hole in the miserable roof over
their heads, and the rain was drip,
drip, dripping in npon them in a very
unpleasant fashion.
“Oh, dear! dear!” cried Dora.
don’t like this; I am
papa.”
Betty pulled her back into bed.
“Stop, Dora,” she whispered;
is so tired making fences.”
“I want to go into mamma’s bed.”
“Oh, Dora! you don’t want to wake
poor mamma, when she is so tired
taking .care of sic< chickens!” ex-
claimed Betty. “I think it is rather
jolly to have it rainin one’s bed. Put
your head under it. See how funny
it feels!” :
“‘I't is 80 wet,” complained Dora.
“Never mind,” answered Betty,
cheerfully; ‘‘let’s play we are ducks.”
It was quite an entertaining play
for a few minutes, and then Dora be-
gan to complain again.
“It’s growing wetter;
sleep here.”
‘tYes, we can if we are ducks,
sisted Betty, ‘‘ducks like water.”
It was not long, however, before
the rain came dripping in so fast that
it was too much even for Betty.
“We must tell mamma,” said Dora.
“No,” said Betty, ‘“‘Iknow what we
can do.’
ee out of bed she ran into the
sitting room to return with a big um-
brella which she opened above their
heads.
Dora laughed alound.!
“An umbrella in bed!
“‘Oh, Betty, how funny!”
“Now we are all right,”” Betty
whispered in great glee. ‘‘Cuddle up
«loser and we can hold it togather.
were great
as far as the
and the only
“+1
going to call’
‘he
we cannot
” per-
she cried.
mm th y |
The baby and the dog { failure that he tried to
Just listen to the banging of the rain
drops.” rif
“But we are not ducks any move,’
said Por ‘a.
ON 0,’
answered Betty, te we
i toads under a toadstool, 1 guess. |
| ploneers,’’
“I think you are
said their father, coming
care of them.— C hristian
in to take
i Observer.
Cleonatra’s Fishing Party.
E. H. House contributes to the St,
Nicholas a series of papers on “‘Bright
Sides of History.” This is made up
| of bright and entertaining episodes in
. history,gitven in a story about modern
| cients were just as foud of
| fishing was one of
i celled in.
I or nnskillful
| brought up nothing,
| tian
that the an-
fun and
frolic as their latter-day descendants.
Honse relates the following story:
“When Antony first went to Alex-
andria as a mighty general,
boys and girls, showing
quering hero in good humor by offer-
ing him all sorts of diversions and
pastimes, which he tried to repay as
well as he could. One day he gave
orders for a great fishing expedition,
very much to Cleopatra's delight, as
the sports she -ex-
Antony was either unlucky
on this occasion, for he
while the Egyp-
dropped her line
queen never
| without catching a prize worthy of an
He was so disgusted at his
make matters
look better by playing a trick on his
companion. He secretly sent some
divers down into the water to fasten
&ish upon his hook, and then pulled
them in with a fine show of triumph,
expert.
| calling everybody to observe how suec-
| cessful -he
"who considered that
was. Unfortunately for
him, Cleopatra had observed more
than Lie wished. She kept quiet,how-
ever, and pretended she had never
seen so skilful a fisherman in her-tife:
She said so much in Antony’s praise,
and held him up as such a master of
the sport, that when she invited him
to go out again the next day, he tried
to excuse himself, fearing that he cer-
tainly would be detected. Dut she
insisted, and he was obliged to take
the risk, or confess that he was not
so clever as he seemed.”
“He might have tried the same
game once more,” interposed Harry,
the tale was for
his especial benefit, and told particu-
larly to him.
“That what be
continued Uncle Claxton, ‘but Cleo-
patra was to) bright for him. She
had a diver orf her own on board, and
sent him into the sea wit a big salted
fish, like those which are now sold in
the market. This was
Antony’s hook, and as soon as he felt
the weight, he began to dance about,
crying that he had a bite before any-
body else, and hauling in his line as
proudly as if he had won a battle.
You can imagine his dismay when the
dead fish, split open and salted, bobbed
out of the water, and all his followers
is meant to do,”
| shouted with laughter.”
brobds were |
} self,
| red hot with anger.
kind |
Sir
“Good for Cleopatra!” exclaimed
Harry. ‘I'd like to try that joke my-
the first time I get a chance.”
“How did Antony like it?” asked
Percy Carey, the oldest of the boys
and his uncle’s namesake.
“He didn’t like it at all. He was
But Cleopatra,
quick-witted, con-
who was always
| trived to pacify him with compliments |
and flattery, saying that his strength
was in capturing provinces,
and cities, and that after
the glories of war he ought
grudge a poor African queen her
humble exploits with the hook and
line. Then he forgave her as he al-
ways did, no matter what trick she
might play.” :
*Is that story true, uncle?”
quired Harry's sister Louise,
‘As true as most history of the
kind, my dear. Ancient writers be-
lieved it. There is no reason why it
should not have taken plage.
in-
Civilizing the Dog.
The domesticated dogs preserve
their intelligent propensities only by
careful breeding and selection. Cross
them, and those abilities fade away.
If freed from man’s control and asso-
ciation, the dogs will immediately
proceed to found a new race of their
own and degenerate rapidly to the old
primal stock from which they were in
remote ages derived. The best place
to study the undowmesticated dogs, to
compare them with the sixty or more
artificial varieties recognized on the
bench, is in their most natural habitat
today—in the circumpolar world. It
is claimed by science that if all of our
dogs—the grayhound, mastiff, spaniel,
terrier and collie—were turned adrift
in a c.untry where they would be en-
tirely exempt from all the restraints.
and associations of man, all typical
identity would gradually be lost, and
they would assimilate one to another
in form and color.
tails would become thick and bushy,
the ears would grow short, erect and
pointed, the bodies would become uni-
formly tawny, gray or brindled. A
composite feral tribe of dogs would
result that is best represented today
in North America by the mongrel In-
dian dog. Climate would have some-
thing to do in moulding the colors
and characteristics of the untamed
brutes. For instance; the prevailing
color of the Arctic belt is white, and
consequently of a great proportion of
the wild and semi-wild dogs of the
circumpolar region are white, while
the North American Indian curs are of
a tawny or geayish color.—North
American Review.
Candor.
“What is your opinion of the popu-
lar songs of the present time?’’ asked
the young woman.
“Oh,” replied Willie Wishington,
“IT guess I'm like most people on that
point. I enjoy ’em, but I don’t like
to own up to the fact in the presence
of my musical friends.” —Washington
Star. 7
are.
my brave little.
Cleopatra |
thought it necessary to keep the con- |
N EXTRA.
heed mA
Al
LGEITING OUT
1a. RR WITTES "nL Sons A
‘BEAT ON NEWSPAPER RIVALS.
“~
Exciting Scene in a Printing Office When
News of Dewey's Victory Arrived —
Margaret Clyde, the Proofreader, flose
to the Emergency and Made
Isabel Gordon Curtis contributes
story to St. Nicholas called *‘Margaret
Clyde's Extra,” telling how a young
{ girl who read proof on a morning pa-
per scored a heat oun the rival jour-
nals. The girl was left alone in the
editorial rooms when the night's work
| Was over.
Margaret read column after column
of the news from Cuba, Key West
a Record,
land Washington. It seemed to her as
it she had read it all before, and she
meager luncheon. Then she tidied up
the desk and laid her head on -her
arms. She was growing drowsy. She
wondered if she could take a short
nap. Her train would not leave for
an hour and a half yet. It was grow-
ing lonely in the deserted composing
room,
She woke up suddenly,
dazed for a moment. She imagined
she heard a noise. The presses were
still rumbling dow nstairs, and the
gray dawn was stealing hazily into
corners of the composing room.
1t was 5 by the large clock. The
noise came again. Somebody was
beating and shaking the outside door.
Margaret was frightened, and for a
moment she turned to run to the
press room.
The noise grew louder. It was an
impatient, determined pounding, first
of hands, then feet. She flew to the
door. Through the glass she saw the
| dim figure of a boy in a blue messen-
ger uniform. He thrust a yellow en-
velope into her hand, cried excitedly,
‘‘News from Manila!’ turned tomount
his wheel, then disappeared down the
dim street.
Margaret felt stunned. She knew
something ought to be done, but
what? It was so far to Phillips’ home;
Mr. Schell lived in a suburb three
miles from the office, and there was
nobody in the pressroom who could
set type. She wished the boy iad not
left so quickly.
Margaret hurried to the oofread-
or’s desk, where an elecwic light
glowed. She tore the yellow envelope
open and read the fifty or sixty words
on the thin sheet of paper.
‘All well at Manila! Not an Am-
erican lost!” She felt as if Dewey
hung upon | : 1 2
lan excited ‘‘Oh!” echoed through the
had sent her the message direct, and
empty room. Margaretglanced at the
clock. Tt was five minutes past five.
Time was precious, and she felt she
must «vo something. A few days ago
she had worked on an extra. Some
important news had come in when
Phillips and she .were alone. She had
helped him to set the story in large
type and stood by while he filled it in
the upper part of the front page.
There were a few exciting minutes
and Margaret had worked breathless-
ly. Phillips had said some kind
words afterwards about ls2r efficiency,
and it wade her happy for all day
long.
She flew to the case where the large
kingdoms |
winning all | 7; )
not to | She learned to set type with wonder-
ful deftness during two years’ work,
{ing sent a wave
The slim, rounded |
black letters were kept that had
adorned the first pages of the “‘Gaz-
ette’’ recently. She was working as
if life depended upon her movements.
and in ten minutes she was standing
over the words that later that morn-
of relief and thank-
fulness through America. She hur-
ried down to the press room. The
regular edition was nearly ready. The
men were running off the last thou-
sand, and the nimble folder stood be-
side gathering the papers into
bundles.
Pomeroy, the foreman of the press-
room, looked up in mild surprise when
Margaret dashed in.
‘‘Well, what are you doing here?”
‘“Come,”’ she cried excitedly, ‘‘come
upstairs with me at once!”
‘““The place isn’t on fire, is it?’ he
asked, half seriously.
‘No! it’s the news from Dewey,
she answered, hurriedly.
‘‘Here, Thompson,” he shouted to
a man at the other machine, I must
go upstairs a moment—you take my
place.”
He followed Margaret up the steep
stairs to the table where a gleam of
light fell on a half form of large type,
headed by block letters. He read the
type almost at a glance :
DEWEY IS ALL RIGHT.
2
Revenue-Cutter “McCulloch” at Hong-Kong.
300 Spanish Killed and 400 Wounded.
Not an American Killed,
Wounded.
but 6 Slightly
Entirs Spanish Fleet Destroyed.
‘¢ 2”
New York, May 7.-—-The
in an extra edition just published,
prints the following special despatch
from Hong-Kong: ‘‘I have just ar-
rived here on the United States rev-
enue cutter McCullogh with report of
American triumph at Manila. The
entire Spanish fleet of eleven vessels
was destroyed. Three hundred Span-
ish were killed and four hundred
wounded. Our loss was none killed,
but six were slightly wouuded. Not
one of the American ships was in-
jured.”
He grew wildly excited and a shout
rang through the deserted building.
There was not a man in the ‘“‘Gaz-
ette’’ office more patriotic or better
posted on the war situation than the
foreman of the press room. He had
spent his youth in the navy during
the civil war, and his shout of tri-
umph was heard downstairs above the
-din of the rumbling press.
i] rush this out,
“| tube, he
"let that stereotyper go!”
| vided the first page of
| paper
I mingled with their din,
| applause for the hero of the Pacific.
{ Pomeroy turned and laid his blackened
thoroughly |
cheers for
{ to drink great quantities
| another
{ lemons a day, another to carry horse
i chestnuts in your pockets, and so on. !
week the
{ rheumatism
I of the last remedy tried.
| credit is given the last thing tried
| Here
| liars of people.
| sufferer from rheumatism is ever told
| 18 neces
“Who set this up?’ he asked, and
Je dooked curiously at Margaret,
#1qid,’
= WALL alone?
Yes.’ » %
“When did the dispatch come?”
“Fifteen minutes ago,” she said.
with a glance at the clock.
“Well, you've a brick, and a girl at
that!” he cried. ‘‘But we've got to
> and, hurrying to the
shouted, ‘‘Hey, Bill! don’t
.
Margavet-helped him while he di-
the morning
and filled in the mpper part
with Dewey’s memorable message.
She followed him down stairs and
| listened to the cheers from the grimy
men by the presses when he told the
| news,
| second edition was being thrown from
vo 1 3 y ‘@SS § aor * XY: OO
vut away the paper while she ate her | the news press and eagerly gathered
In less than ten minutes the
up by the men, who realized what glad
news this would bring to Riverpoint.
cer 12
'hree cheers for Dewey!” cried
Thompson excitedly.
The presses rumbled on, and,
rose hearty
hand on Margaret's fair head.
“‘And now, boys,” he said, ‘‘three
Margaret Clyde. It isn’t
every girl of sixteen that could have
| done this sort of job in fifteen min-
| utes.
| one second, and I have an idea we'll
She didn’t lose her head for
beat fhe Times on this story.”
RHEUMATISM MAKES LIARS.
The Last Remedy Tried Ts the One to
Win the Praise.
‘Rheumatism makes more liars
than any other discase,” said a phy-
sician to a Washington Star reporter,
“though the people most affected by
it are unconsciously affected, as far as
their lying is cencerned. Ordinarily
an attack of rheumatism, coming and
going, lasts about three weeks. The
second week is generally the worst as
far as pain is concerned. The first
week the sufferer devotes to his or her
own cures.
attack and the consequent pain, the
various remedies suggested by friends
and acquaintances, As the third week
enters, the sufferer in the meantime
having about made up his or her mind’
to let the disease have its own way,
having given up the hope of trying to’
cure it, the patient is ready to try as
manly things and remedies as come
AROUSED THEIR SYMPATHY,
His Look. Was Wan, but It Was Because
of the Hired Girl.
“Poor, fellow,” one of them cried,
“how wan he looks.” : ; :
. “Yes, and how sad,”
“You would think
a meal for a week.’’
“And there is a wild look in his eyes
that was probably left by the fever.”
“Ah; it is pitiful! To think that
we, the richest nation on earth, should
treat our brave defenders: in such a
way,”’
‘‘Really,it almost makes me ashamed
of the land of my birth. My heart is
touched with pity. I must speak to
him, and offer him assistance if he
will take it. Poor, proud fellow. I
hardly know how to begin.”
Then,relates the Cleveland Leader,
she approached the unfortunate man,
smiled sympathetically, and held out
her hand.
He took it and looked at her
trying to remember who she was.
“I hope,” she said, in trembling
tones, while the tears sprang to her
eyes, ‘‘that you will consent to let me
heip you. I must do so. I should
feel that I had been remiss in my duty
if IT didn’t. Will you come home with
me and accept of my hospitality, or
would you prefer money, so that you
may consult your own convenience
and your own tastes in this matter?”
‘‘Madame,” he replied, gI--1 am
afraid I don’t quite understand you.’’
i Poor fellow,’ ’she whispered to her
companion, “he wanders in his mind.
The fever has left him in a deranged
said the other.
he had not had
as if
i condition.”
Then him she
said:
“You have suffered
can see it in your face.
‘“Yes,” he replied, ‘I admit it.”
“What regiment were you with, and
why did they send you away from the
hospital before you had recovered ?”’
‘‘Regiment ? Hospital 2’ he echoed.
“I haven’t been in any hospital,~and I
addressing again,
much, —ah, I
{wasn’t with any regiment.”
They failing to quiet the!
|
along. and generally does so, it mat- |
ters not how nonsensical they are.
One says wear a pewter ring on the
second finger of the left hand,another
of water,
to half dozen
consume a
the third
has passed away, and
praises are sung to every ear in favor
The entire
By the end of
and while it may not have done any
! more good than if the patient carried
| a brick in his overcoat or
| ket, if that was the particnlar
dress poc-
thing
last done dt will be for all time
heralded as a cure certain and reliable.
is where rheumatism makes
It is rare that a
to consult a physician. That seems
to be the last thing thought of in
cases of rheumatism, though nearly
the first thing in mnearly all other
attacks of disease. Curiously enough,
in nearly all the springs, medicated
tient is told that twenty-one baths or
twenty-one days of drinking the water
is necessary. = Here comes in the
three weeks again, and I suppose it
ssary. It is at best a trouble-
some complaint, and 1t rarely yields
until it has run its course, to return
on the slightest provocation.”
Characteristics Revealed by
“What !”” she exclaimed, ‘‘aren’t
you one of those unfortunate soldiers
¢ : 22¢ who suffered in the fever camps ?”’
second week is taken up with trying |
“No, I suppose I look it, though.
The tr ouble with me is that our hired
girl left us suddenly about a week ago,
and my wife’s been trying to do the
cooking since then. I appreciate—"’
But he didn’t finish. They were
gone.
A Different Point of View.
‘Does physiognomy amount to
anything or doesn’t it?’ On a recent
bright day a girl nature-lover came
whirling in on her wheel from one of
| baths, and other sure cures the pa- |
our beautiful country roads, laden
with masses of golden rod; golden rod
on her hat, in her belt,and a bower of
golden rod borne before her on her
wheel. Whizzing along—the happi-
ness of a lovely afternoon in her face,
she caught sight of a pathetic face at
a gate; it was that of a hard-working
woman whom she knew —a seamstress.
The woman seemed to eye lev wist-
fully as she passed and hastily bowed;
so she turned her wheel, went back
and alighted at the curbstone. Here
was a chance to share the beanty of
this bright autumn day with another
nature-lover whose fate was harder;
perhaps the woman had been a farm-
er’s daughter, and in her city home
pined for her old, free life, nearer to
nature’s heart. Perhaps the golden
rod awoke in her heart some long
silent, tender sentiment-—who knows?
“How do you do, Mrs. Stebbins?”
said the girl. ‘‘Isn’t this a glorious
day? It was too nice to waste in
|
| town, so I’ve been out in the coun-
: try.
stuff before
the Hands.
‘A large hand is always better than '
»y
a small one, writes Blanche W.
Dlseher in the Ladies Home Journal
on ‘“‘Easy Reading of the Hand.” ‘It
Dedicates a person of some unusual
powers. The possessor will be a good
worker, principally as to details; he
will be careful not to make many prom-
ises, but will keep the few he makes
to the letter, even at aloss to himself,
he will be easily offended, very quick
to imagine slights, and not ready to
foroive either real or imagined of-
fences. The possessor of a small
hand will attempt almost anything,
rarely, however, * finishing anything
he undertakes; is easily satisfied both
with Limself and the world in general;
is fond of gayety and excitement,
easiness; is impressionable and in-
flammable to a high: degree; is reli-
gious, but not deeply so; will make
promises and break them without
compunction, and will be unable to
bind himself to details.”
The Little Sondan Warr Tors,
Standing by Westminster bridge I
watched the first detachment of re-
turning grenadier guards from the
Soudan march past from the station
to their barracks. They got, as ex-
pected, a boisterous and hearty re-
ception from a crowd two miles long,
but what struck me most foreibly was
the extreme youth and undoubted ex-
haustion of a good many of these war-
riors. Hard by me, as the soldiers
filed past, stooda brewer’s cart,drawn
by those huge horses so well known
to London visitors, and driven by a
burly six-foot-four drayman, three
guardsmen in breadth. This gigantic
critic watched, puzzled, for a while.
Then, leaning over to his mate, he
exclaimed:
“Why, they're only boys.”
The drayman would have been still
more awestruck had he seen the
towering warriors of the Khalifa,
whom these boys so lately laid low. —
London Correspondence, in New York
Times.
, boys and the infants
asked for an opinion,
| originator of the
makes and loses fr iends with the same , | # o1.c ne once
[A large room has been fitted up with
| themselves attend the regular
Don’t you want a big bunch of
this golden rod? I saw you looking
at it as if you liked 1t2”’
“Golden red?” repeated the pathe-
tic-faced woman curiously; ‘‘golden
rod? I never seen any o’ this yere
—is it a yarb? What is it
good fer?”’—Detroit Free Press.
Checking System App. ied to Babies,
In some of the New York depart-
ment stores babies can be checked
like so many umbrellas, while their
mothers pursue the elusive bargain
from counter’to counter. A small boy
is detailed to stand guard over a cer-
tain number of infants. The small
have not been
but the mothers
are enthusiastic in their approval. In
| Brooklyn the checking system, as ap-
plied to babies, has appeared in a
new form. Brooklyn being recognized
| as the City of Churches, the new de-
| velopment is along
the ecclesiastical
line. Rev. Dr. Willey of the Nos-
trand Avenue M. E. church is the
scheme, and the
more the gainers.
hammocks and eribs, perambulators
and toys. Here a volunteer commit-
tee of young women assembles every
Sunday morning, and here the moth-
ers, who would otherwise be kept at
home, leave their babies, while they
church
service. The plan is a novel one, but
promises aud deserves'to be popular.
—Harper’s Bazar.
Alaska Fars Scarce.
The discovery of the Alaska gold
fields, while it has added many mil-
lions to the world’s gold supply, has
caused a great scarcity of Alaska furs
in the world’s market. For many
years the chief employment of natives
of Alaska has been trapping, and they
have supplied the chief part of land
furs. Since the Klondike discovery
and the great influx of prospectors
and traders, the Indians have found
it far more profitable to hire as pack-
ers, guides and woodchoppers. They
have abandoned trapping almost en-
tirely, and the export of furs from
Alaska, which used to amount to
$750,000 yearly,last year only reached
$100,000. This has caused:a scarcity
of that class of furs in every market.
— New York Tribune.
KEYSTONE STATE NEWS CONDENSED
AN UNSEEN HAND
Enemies Determined to Make Life Unpleasant for
a Washington Blacksmith—Cut the Harness
of His Horse and He Sustains Injuries.
While James B. Hamilton, of Wash-
ington, was out driving the other night,
the harness broke and the horse ran
off, upsetting the buggy, throwing the
occupant out and seriously injuring
him. An examination of the harness
showed that it had been purposely cut
in several places, so as to allow it to
way in a strain. Last September
Hamilton's blacksmith shop was blown
up and totally wrecked. A few weeks
since his house was entered and all the
valuables were taken. The same night
his stable was entered and his horse
cut and badly mutilated. Hamilton
has no clue to the perpetrators of these
wutrages, as he does not know any one
whom he has injured in any way.
The following. pensions were issued
last week: Charles T. Twitt, Pitts-
burg, $12; Sclomon Winnaile, Sharon,
$10;. George W. Whitehill, Church,
Clarion, $6; Amos Steel, Kaylor, Arm-
strong, $8 to $12; Charles W. (Chappell,
Portage, $6; Pelig Burdic, Sharon Cen-
tre, Potter, $8 to $12; Lewis Stine, Du-
Bois, $12 to $17; John A. Mikesell,
Plumville, Indiana, $8 to $12; Stephen
Andrus, Tioga, $S to $12; Francis John-
son, Athens, $16 to $17: Anna Hutton,
Rural Valley, Armstrong, $8: Barbara
A. MecGoun,; . Sharon, $8; Guyan 1.
Davis, Hollidaysburg, $12; Andrew J.
Tate, Lemont, Center, $6; George E.
Jerger, Pittsburg, $6: William H.
George, Fayetteville, $6: William T.
McKee, Allegheny, $6: John Voelker,
Crafton, $6; Peter McGarvie, dead,
Titusville, $4 to $8; Josiah G. Evans,
Brushvalley, Indiana, $12 to $14: David
Dasher, Mexico, Juniata, $6 to $10; John
S. Seylar, Foltz, Franklin, $6 to $8;
Abraham Sheary, Mifflinburg, $6 to $8;
Winfield S. Fort, Clarion, $17: .Mar-
garet E. Douglas, McCance, Westmore-
land, $12; Jonathan Keppart, father,
Eldorado, Blair, $12: Flora McGarvie,
Titasville, $87 minor of Matthew Fent=
zel, Oakmont, $10; Mary Conkins, Oil
City, $8; John H. Raugh, dead, Altoona,
§:1; Joseph Seyler, Port Allegheny, $6;
James H. Dobbins, Bellefonte, $10;
John 8S. Shaffer, Bellefonte, $6: James
C. Davis, Huntingdon, $6 to $8; Jacob
Kline, Warren, $6 to $8; Joseph lL.
Kopp, Saegertown, $6 to $8; Same Gil-
kinson, McLane, Erie, $6 to $8; Lizzie
H. Edmiston, Mill Hall, $8; Florence A.
Shiern, Ligonier, $8; Elizabeth Girts,
New Kensington, $8.
At E.ymouth the other
men entered the book store of L. Li
Davenport, which is situated on the
main street of the town, and blew the
safe open with a: heavy charge of
dynamite, having first wrapped it in
blankets. A. E. Williams, an under=-
taker, who lives near by, hearing the
report of the explosion; raised his bed-
recom window and gave the alarm. A
bullet whizzed past him. He put the
window down in a hurry. The shot
was fired by a man who was stationed
on the outside to watch. After secur-
ing everything of value in the safe the
thieves made their escape. Sexenty
dollars in cash, $140 is express orders
and $150 in jewelry were taken.
Maj. Isaac B. Brown, chief of the
state bureau of railroads, has com-
pleted an interesting report on opera-
tions during the fiscal year ending
June 30 last of the 292 steam railway
companies operating in Pennsylvania.
The total capitalization of these roads
is $1,112,409,142, or about one-fifth of
the capital of all the steam railways of
the United States. The bonded in-
debhtedness of the corporations report-
ing to the bureau is $991,746,103, and
the current liabilities $216,390,099, or a
tctal Ci pital of $2,320,545, 244
A vicious bull was tossing “and goring
Jacob Mensinger, a farm hand, in a
barnyard in Union township, and had
him completely helpless one day last
week, when pretty Miss Sally Mummy,
the village school teacher, happened to
pass. She ran to the stable, got a
pitchfork and bravely fought Dif the
enraged animal, which by the time she
gave it battle, had Meusinger flat on
the ground.
It has been decided by the county
commissioners to have no formal cor-
ner-stone laying of the new court
house at Washington. A special box,
however, will be deposited in the cor-
ner stone, which will contain, among
other things, a list of all the Washing-
ton county soldiers who enlisted and
served in the late war with Spain
either in the army or navy.
Fire destroyed the livery stable of
David W. Roberts and the new Macca-
bees hall at Renfrew near Butler last
week. Five horses were burned to
death in the livery stable. A lighted
gas jet came in contact with a load of
hay which was driven into the barn.
The Maccabees® loss is about $1,200,
partly insured. Roberts’ loss is $1,600,
with no insurance.
The will of Jerome
Independence township, disposes of a
60.000 estate. After his wife's death
the property is to pass into the hands
of éxecutors, who are to convert it into
cash or wurities, choose trustees and
use the interest for the promotion of
temperance in Washington county and
to prevent the licensing of saloons.
The large Swiss barn at the Berks
County Almshouse was destroyed by
an incendiary fire a few days ago, en-
tailing a logs of $7000, which is covered
by insurance. The fire originated on
the second floor of the barn, from
which a tramp was seen running at
full speed shortly before the flames
were scen.
The grand jury at Franklin has re-
turned true bills in the cases of Wal=-
ter Wheaton and George McKay,
charged with the murder of George
Carter. One of the witnesses to testi-
fy in Ww heaton's case was McKay, who
was mum at the hearing on Saturday.
The nature of his testimony is kept se-
cret. ]
Thé farm house of William McGrew
in Cross Creek township was destroyed
by fire a few-days ago. Loss, $1,500.
At the inception of the fire Mr. McGrew
got on the roof to extinguish it, but he
slipped off breaking both legs. He lay
on the ground helpless Watching his
home burn.
William Reefer of Five Points, Mor.
cer county, recently brought some gold
dust from the Klondike, and the other
morning discovered a burglar climbing
into his house and scared him away.
Ross Duncan, while hunting in the
vicinity of Greensburg, was shot in the
side by the accidental discharge of his
gun. The wound may prove fatal.
George D. Pringle of Wilmore, was _
found dead about one-half mile east of
Portage by the track walker, George
Eamigh, Monday. He was a constable
and started to Bens Creek to serve a
warrant. It is supposed he was struck
bv the Chicago limited.
Thomas Williams, foreman of the tan
mills of the Canonsburg Iron and Steel
Company, received injuries a few days
ago .from which he may‘die. He was
caught in a pulley and carried upw ard,
jerking an arm out of the socket, and
was otherwise injured.
The jury in the John Byers vs. Jacok
Byers case at Greensburg, involving
coal land valued at $100,000, returned a
verdict in favor of the defendant.
give
morning five
Plummer, late of
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