HUMAN LIFE.
BY AUBREY DE VERE.
Bad is our youth, for it is ever going,
Crumbling away, beneath our very feet;
Bad is our life, for onward it is flowing,
In current unperceived because so fleet:
Bad are our hopes, for they are sweet in
sowing,
But tares, self-sown, have overtopped the
wheat;
Sad are our joys, for they are sweet in
blowing;
And still, oh! still, their dying breath is
sweet.
And sweet is youth, although it hath bereft
us
Of that which made our childhood sweet-
er still;
And sweet our life’s decline, for it hath left
us
A nearer good to cure an older ill;
And sweet are all things, when we learn to
prize them
Not for their sake, but His who grants them
or denies them.
BOLDLDLAD OH OLLSLALL
: Silas Norris’ :
{ Brave Start. :
VV VY VVVVVVYVYVY
A woman and a boy cannot do much
with fifty acres. Mrs. Norris knew it,
because she had tried. Her husband
had left her the farm, 120 acres, and
she had done her best with it. She
had kept her boy Silas at school, she
had planted berries, trimmed vines,
cared for the orchard, milked her own
cow and tended the chickens, but
somehow she didn’t get ahead much.
She had watched her boy grow from
a weazen, freckle-faced child into a
great, hulking, stoop-shouldered “man”
of 20. Year after year she had seea
his patrimony diminished til} the 129-
acres were reduced to fifty. He could
read, write and figure and he was
“handy” with machinery. Sometimes
she believed that the farm was “hold-
ing him back” and that she should
send him to the city to "make his
way.”
But she loved him now even as she
had loved him when he was all that
was left to her of company, of affec-
tion, of hope. He looked as his father
loked when they were married. He
had been born in the cottage in which
his father had been born. The berry
patches, the orchard, the five-acre
meadow, the rickety henhouse, the
river which ran past the pasture lot,
were in her eyes transfigured by the
knowledge that they were his, that
some day he. Loy would own them in
his own right and make his home there
for all his days. And so she strug-
gled along, doing her own work, mak-
ing. mending, planting, herself the
foremost and the swiftest of the berry
pickers, the first in the field in the
morning, the last to bed at night.
She was thin now, with whitening
hair and sallow cheeks, hands browned
and hardened with the work, shoul-
ders stooped with bending over the
earth and the wash-tub. Silas, the
toy, was big and red. There were
freckles and pimples on his wide, ex-
pectant face and he had been shaved
a dozen times. He was commencing
to take on the ways of a man, for he
went to the Saturday night dances at
King’s Landing, bought an occasional
pint of beer from the steward of the
steamboat May Graham, and smoked
his cigar with the confident assurance
of a person of armairs. When he went
down to the landing with his load of
berries he hailed Captain Fykes as
“Cap” and called the amiable clerk
“Charlie.” He had a personal ac-
quaintance with John Egan, the first
mate, and had no hesitation in slap-
ping him on the back and asking,
“How’s traffic, John?” The widow had
seen and admired these evidences
of broadening character, and deep in
the fond recesses of her heart she
knew that her boy Silas was “cut cut”
for a man of business, that he had a
future before him and that the narrow
environments of a small fruit farm
were “holding him back.”
Silas had been to St. Joe and Ben-
ton Harbor more than 20 times. He
had done a “heap of trading” and the
town atmosphere was the breath of in-
spiration to his nostrils. He had
seen each year the incursion of smart
“resorters” from Chicago, and seeing,
yearned to look, to feel, to act as they
did. Full of this ambition he talked
to his mother about ‘taking boarders.”
It was easier than farming, he said,
and more profitable. The Joneses had
done it and made money encugh to
buy twenty acres of the Norris farm.
It would give him a chance to get ac-
quainted, who knows but it might give
him ‘“‘an opening,” an opportunity to
settle in Chicago? The boy’s eyes
widened at the very thought, and Mrs.
Norris, eager to help her boy along,
yet dreading the prospect of losing
him, stifled her selfish hopes of having
him “all to herself” and advertised
for summer boarders,
The widening hopes of the possibili-
ties of converting the little farm into
a “popular resort,” they planted only
enough for the maintenance of a few
boarders. They figured on cuttting
the empty barn into halves and mak-
ing cottages of it. June, July and half
of August came and went, and they
had many letters of inquiry about the
place, the water, the mosquitoes, the
bathing, the terms, the roads, the
fruit, the beds, and the “general ac-
commeoedations,” but only one boarder
disembarked from the wheezing steam-
er, and the widow’s heart was down-
cast in spite of the happy smile she
gave him, and the thrill of pride she
felt when she heard him call Silas, her
S1 “Mister Norris.”
He was a bookkeeper for the com-
mission firm which had handled their
berries, and showed all the hall marks
of the strenuous anc cultivated life
of a great city. He had drop-stitched
stockings and patent leather “low
quarters.” He wore a singular sort
-
' ludicrous outcome of a fishing
of muffler, which he called “a stock,’
and when he saw the wheat stacks
looming brown upon the yellow hills
he said he “supposed those were bee
hives.” When he saw Silas milking
the cow he wondered why somebody
hadn’t invented an automatic cow
milker; he didn’t know beans from
buckwheat in the fields, and he eouid-
n’t bait his own fish hook because, he
said, the “worm made him feel
creepy.” But he took a marked lik-
ing for Silas, and the widow began to
think that he was a very capable and
even brilliant young man. In ex-
change for innumerable courtesies ne
told the farmer boy that if he would
come to Chicago “he would never
leave it.”
“It’s the only place,” exclaimed the
resorter. “Why, a fellow that knows
as much as you do about farm machin-
ry, crops, fruit and farming in gen-
eral would be snapped up right away.
The agricultural implement trust is
loooking for men iike you all the time.
I wish I knew as much as you about
such things. You wouldn't catch me
slaving away for $25 a week.”
And Silas not only believed it, but
in long talks with his mother at night
after the boarder was gone to bed he
drew such roseate picturés of his
hopes, his ambitions, and such gloomy,
desperate predictions of “his finish” if
she kept him there to vegetate on the
farm, that she agreed to the step,
though the decision cost her many a
sleepless hour and many a blinding
tear.
I saw them standing in the knee-
high, golden meadow by the river the
day he left her. She wore an old-
faded calico wrapper and the blue
sunbonnet upon her head was rusty
and limp. The little steamboat, which
will stop anywhere, wheezed and
chortled up to the green bank, and a
mob of inquisitive tourists crowded to
the rail te watch them. He was
dressed in his bravest Sunday clothes,
with a red necktie, his shoes brightly
polished and his moon face shaved
and blushing. I saw her hold him an
instant to her flat bosom and ‘kiss him,
ashamed of the senseless onlookers}
and eager to he off. He came aboard
the narrow gangplank, bustling and
looking as though this trip were a
matter of course, but it was not a mat-
ter of course to the lonely woman
standing there in the gray twilight
watching her boy’s departure.
A lone blue crane came sweeping
down-stream out of the shadows, the
little steamboat puffed and steamed
away, the dark green waters of the old
St. Joe tinkled a dream-scng against
the lush banks, and hte woman, her
hands behind her tired back and her
sad eyes fixed on the vanishing steam-
er, stood all alone in the dim light of
the crooning river.—John H. Rafferty
in the Chicago Record-Herald.
CAUGHT. AT THEIR TRICKS.
Two Parties of Anglers Had Been Play-
ing the Same Game.
Rochester, N. Y., is laughing at the
trip
taken by a dozen well known young
society men to the Manitou waters the
other day. The bass and pickerel were
running well, and large catches had
been made. These twelve sportsmen
resolved to take a try at luck. They
divided up into two parties, six in
a boat, and each side put up a bet of
$10 that it would return to the hotel
at a given hour with the larger catch.
There was a bit of a gale on the lake,
and the fish were striking poorly,
when one boatload saw an aged angler
puling for shore near by them. He
was hailed, ard held up a fine catch
of pickerel, weighing altogether with
several bass and perch, about forty-
five pounds. There were several big
fellows in the lot, and the eager occu-
pants of Boat No. 1 hit upon a bril-
liant expedient. Dickering foiowed,
and finally the veteran fisherman ex-
changed his catch for six one-dollar
bills, each member of the party put-
ting in the same sum.
“Wait,” they whisperec exultantly
when the old man had pulled away.
“We'll make those jack spots in the
other boat feel like thirty Canadian
pennies.”
The aged fisherman, knowing the
waters thorougly, instead of departing
for home, sought a sheltered cove and
caught five more pickerel, which
weighed about twenty-five pounds. By
chance he met the party in boat No.
2, and, fate hovering aroud with sup-
pressed laughter, they had a flash of
genius like that which animated boat
No. 1, and the old fisherman sold the
catch for $2.50. Then he went back
and fished for an hour longer and
caught 2 nine pound pike.
“Wait,” saia beat No. 2, “wait, and
we'll make the other gang feel like
a counterfeit note in the fist of a treas-
ury expert.”
The two boatloads met on the hotel
piazza, and boat No. 1 crowed loudly
and exuberanily with joy. They had
forty-five pounds of fish. Boat No. 2
was chagrired; it had only twenty-
five pounds. Just then the aged angler
appeared around the :orner dragging
a nine pound pike. He was a just and
square man, and he went up to the
spokesman of boat No. 2.
“Here,” he said, “the string I sold
to you fellers wa’'n’t quite so good ez
that I sold to the other fellers, so I'll
throw to you this here nine pound
yaller pike fer half a dolar.”
And then there was a tableau. As
for the aged angler, he is wondering
vet, “what in thunder made them durn
dudes all holler ter wunst fer?”’—New
York Tribune.
Merely a Suggestion,
Miss Thirtyodd—I want to give my
fiance a surprise on his birthday.
| Can't you suggest something?
Miss DeFlypp—Well, you might tel]
him your age.—Chicago News.
and I saw him draw away from het, {Months old,
WHY FOOD PRICEIS HIGH
AN EXCESS OF SUPPLY PREVENTED
BY COLD STORAGE PROCESSES.
Immense Stores of Commodities Held
ior Times of Scarcity — Prices Kept
Almost Even the Year Round — Law of
Supply and Demand Seems Overturned.
A great des’ is being said and writ-
ten just no: ut the general unrest
in the labor wo.id the signs of which
are taken to be the numerous strikes
and troubles reported from various
places. A recent article that excited
wide attention pointed out that while
the increase of wages was about 28
percent, the increase in the cost of liv-
ing was about 34 percent over that of
several years ago and the tendency
was upward. Without going into the
details of the subject it may be said
in a genaral way tnat the law of sup-
ply and demand is today no longer to
be regarded as an arbitrary settler
of vexed questions. In a word as re-
gards the domestic commodities the
statement that “the increase of de-
mand though in the beginning it may
sometimes raise the price of goods
never fails to lower it in the long run”
hardly hclds true now: certainly not
to the degree it did when Adam Smith
lived and wrote.
“There is no law of supply and de-
mand today,” said a wholesale dealer
recently, “and never again will luxu-
ries be within the reach of those
in poor or moderate circumstances as
they used to be in the season when
the market was glutted. Markets do
not get glutted today. Why? Be-
cause the excess is immediately gob-
bled up for cold ctorage to supply the
early demand of a future season. Thus
prices vary very little throughout the
year and last season’s food becomes a
delicacy when it is placed upon your
plate in advance of its arrival from
‘the farm, or the field, or the sea. The
fish you eat today with such gusto may
be last year’s fish, the eggs last year’s
lay, the beef, squab, chicken all twelve
Thus there is no such
'€XEE8s as will make prices go down;
no such scarcity as would make prices
g0 up. In times of great production
the poor man no better can afford to
purchase luxuries or delicacies than he
could in times of scarcity.”
Time was when prices sclely de-
pended upon supply and demand;
plenty of wheat meant cheap bread
and a draught meant no grazing, hence
no sheep, and consequently high prices
for mutton chops. The application of
the principles of thermo-dynamics to
the business of preserving food prod-
ucts has changed all that. The ad-
vent of cold storage has served in a
great degree to nullify the effects of
the once inexorable law of supply and
demand. As hunger suffers no no-
ticeable fluctuations, the demand is
also an established quantity, and a per-
fect equilibrium is thereby established
by which almost immutable prices in
all the food products of the world, in
all seasons, will eventually be se-
cured.
Whereas in former ycars, for in-
stance, a too bountiful supply of eggs
caused the price of that necessity to
drop to within the reach of the very
poorest class, today there is no longer
any possibility of a recurrence of the
conditions which made this redwection
in price possible. There are 100,000,-
000 eggs in cold storage at present
awaiting the pleasure of the public.
While in former years these would
have been almost given away to save
them from going bad, today the
science of refrigeration permits of
their being kept “fresh” for months
and even years. The eggs produced
in the United States during 1899 num-
bered 1,293,819,186 dozens, represent.
ing a value of $144,286,158, so that the
importance of that one item in the
food list is not to be lightly thought of.
But while cold storage precludes
over-supply and thereby excessive low
prices, it must be conceded that it also
prevents famines in one or another of
the food necessities. Eggs have fre-
quently been cornered in years when
the supply was small and prices raised
as high as the public would stand
them. Today there is the unknown
quantity of eggs in cold storage to
contend with and the yield from poul-
try yards is no longer a criterion. Eggs
wiil never again be sold at ten cents
a dozen, but if they ever sell as forty
cents a dozen, as they have in the past,
it will be because the supply of the
whole world has been cornered and
not because of a short supply.
The possibility of an international
egg trust is too far remote to be dis-
cussed, for another effect of the devel-
opment of the cold storage business
has been to obliterate distance. For
a number of years France has been
supplying the British market with
fresh eggs. The egg exports from
Cherbcurg to the United Kingdom in
1900 aggregated 373 tons, but at pres-
ent the refrigerating plants with which
modern ships are equipped permit the
distant colonies of Great Britain to
compete with her next-dor neighbors.
It is only a question of time when
New Zealand, Australia and Egypt will
supplant France as the egg supplier-
in-ordinary to the British public. Al-
ready last year the exports of eggs to
Great Britain through Cherbourg had
fallen offi 57 tons, while the exports
from Egypt had increased by 43 tons.
The modern methods of refrigerating
now permits New South Wales to land
its egg products in London in firsi-
class condition, even after travelling
half-way around the world. For this
reason any attempt to establish a fic-
titious price on eggs in New York
would be followed by shipments of
eggs from Europe. This was demon-
strated a year ago with beef. The
American “big five,” the packers who
together constitute the beef trust, with
an invested capita] of $189,198,264 and
an annual product of $783,562,433, vio-
lated a rate agreement into which they
had entered with the Australian cat-
tlemen for the British market and at-
tempted tc undersell them. The Aus-
tralians retaliated by cutting their
prices, and a rate war ensued that
brought down the price of beef to a
level which meant a loss of $1,000,000
a month to the American exporters.
In order to make up this million which
they were presenting monthly to the
British public the American beef
trust deliberately advanced the price
to American consumers a million as
month.
Controlling, as it does, the beef sup-
ply of America, there is no limit to
the price which the beef trust could
exact from the American public were
it not that cold storage permits the
exporting of Australian beef to Amer-
ica.
The growth of the business of pre-
serving meats fresh by freezing has
caused a decrease in the curing or
salting of beef of 76 percent in the last
ten years. The amount of fresh mut-
ton sold has increased from 267.353,788
pounds in 1830 to 404,183,601 pounds
in 1900, or over 51 percent. The
amount of poultry slaughtered since
it was demonstrated that it could be
kept fresh for five years has increased
50 percent.
English snipe, yellowlegs, plover,
quail, mudhen, gallinute, surfbird, ctr-
lew, water chicken, jacksnipe and bay-
snipe, thanks to cold storage, are no
longer rarities, only enjoyed during
certain seasons of the year. To be
sure, when they had all to be con-
sumed within a certain restricted pe-
riod it frequently occurred through
oversupply that the prices fell much
lower than those now artificially es-
tanlished by a regulated and even sup-
ply, but then the supply was not al-
ways in excess of the demand.
vuring the recent agitation against
the beef trust it was asserted in some
quarters that one reason for the high
price of beef was that much of the
supply was being held in cold storage.
An attempt was made by a commit-
tee to get at the facts in this particu-
lar case, but no report was ever made
of the results of the investigation.
There is no doubt, however, that the
choicer cuts are held in cold storage
to supply the demand in restaurants
of the first class, which is always larg-
est when things are out of season.—
New York Commercial Advertiser.
GUAINT AND CURIOUS
For a new play to succeed it must,
according to William Archer, attract
at least 50,000 spectaiors in the course
of three months.
In England one of tne functions of
the Coroner, under a 'siztute dating
from. the time of Edward I, is to hold
an inquest on all treasure found in
the realm. Recently at Colchester
during the excavating for a bank foun-
dation seme 10,000 in silver coins were
found. The Coroner’s jury, after an
hour’s inquiry, decided the coins con-
stituted “treasure trove,” and the po-
lice thereupon claimed them in behalf
cf the crown. :
The peculiar and freakish behavior
of lightning is proverbial, and it is
pretty difficult to forsee what will hap-
pen vrhen it strikes. According to the
American Machinist, lightning struck
a factory in Ivoryton, Conn., during a
recent storm at night, stunning the
watchman and setting fire to the room,
This latter set the automatic sprink-
lers in operation by melting the fuses,
and the sprinklers with cold water re-
vived the watchman in time to enable
him to give an alarm before serious
damage was done. If it had not been
for the stimulation of the cold water it
is probable the watchman and the en-
tire factory would have been de-
stroyed. :
On looking at the potraits of the
English Kings from William the Con-
queror to Edward VII cxe is struck
by the fact that no monarch since
Charles I has worn a beard until now,
states Mainly About People. In the
more homely and solid presentment of
King Edward there is not to be found
that mingling of knightly romance and
plaintive melancholy whicn windles
the passionate devotion of some and
the compassion of all, as seen in Van
Dyck’s likeness of the ill-fated Stuart;
but neither is there that indeterminate
look of the temporizer, that hint of
the final insincerity which made Straf-
ford cry at his betrayol, “Put not your
irust in princes.”
Numerous conflicting estimates have
been made of the height of the Tower
of Babel, but one fact never has been
denied, and that is that it was a sky-
scraper, St. Jerome, in his comment:
ary on Isaiah, says that the tower was
already 4000 paces high when God
came down to stop the work. A pace
is about two and one-hair reet; there-
fore, 4000 paces must be 10,000 feet:
consequently Babel was 20 times as
high as the Pyramids (which are only
about 500 feet), says the New York
Press. Father Calmet says the tower
was 81,000 feet high, and that the lan-
guages were confounded because the
architects were confounded, as they
did not know how to bring the build-
ing to a head. Moreover, it is under-
stood that the Chinese language of
today was originally the same Ilan-
guage as the high German.
Ostentation.
“You say your next door neighbors
Spal
Vous E/E
Grouping Couch Cushions,
When care is used in grouping cush.
fons on a couch so that the color
scheme is harmonious, the result is
ample compensation for the extra trou-
ble. Thus green, yellow and golden
brown make a good blending for a
couch in a room furnished in weather-
ed oak. Where Oriental rugs show-
ing a touch of blue (as many of them
do) are used for the floor covering or
the wall covering, or draperies are of
bluish tint, a cushion or two of blue
combines well with pillows of brown
and yellow.
To Tell a Fresh Fish.
“To tell a fresh fish,” said a Fulton
Market dealer yesterday, “always look
at the gills and the eyes and feel of
the body to see if it is solid. If the
gills are gray and the eyes dull the
fish is not fit for eating.” This man
is famous among his friends for the
deliciousness of his clam chowder.
Here is his rule, which is suggestive,
if not definite: “Fry the fat from
some salt pork and suet. Boil peeled
potatoes, onions cut fine and canned
tomatoes, until the vegetables are
done. Drain off the water and save
it. Fry the vegetables in the fat
which was fried, with a lump of but-
ter added and some chopped parsley.
Then mash the potatoes fine and put
in the clams, a third of the soft shell
and two-thirds of the hard shell. Stir
in the clam juice and the water in
which the vegetables cooked. Season
with celery salt, paprika and curry.”—
New York Tribune,
Don'ts for Nurses,
Don’t scold or slap a child before
callers. It shows that you do not
know how to manage a child properly.
Don’t take an infant into great
crowds or public noisy meetings or
amusements. To expose a child to
sudden noises and starts in no way
improves its nerves.
Don’t forget that regular habits,
proper feeding, and long hours of sleep
are necessary conditions to a healthy
infant.
Don’t put the feeding bottle nipple
into your own mouth and then into
the baby’s mouth. This practice will
often prove dangerous.
Don’t feed the baby because it cries,
Its restlessness may be due to pain,
and it is hurtful to feed an infant's
stomach at such a time.
Don’t hang curtains around the cot.
Children need plenty of air, especially
when sleeping. 1
Don’t place the cot in a position
where the light will fall on the child’s
eyes, nor in a draught.
Use Less Butter.
The high cost of butter has neces-
sitated the careful use of that article
of food in many kitchens. One experi-
menter, bent on economy in this mat-
ter used for seasoning vegetables and
broiled meats is, generally speaking,
superfluous, and really injures the
Gelicate flavor of the food. She says
that she will make it a rule of her
kitchen even when butter grows cheap
again that either no butter at all shall
be used, or the least possible amount,
in the preparaticn of meats and vege-
tables. The fear of greasiness is done
away with, the distinctive taste of the
food is preserved, and she considers
that no cultured palate will regreat
the absence of the butter. While on
this subject, and while butter is still
soaring in price, it is well to remind
housekeepers that salt pork is an cx-
cellent substitute for butter in saute-
ing almost any sort of food where but-
ter might be used. Dn’t forget, too,
that a few drops of olive cil for deli-
cate frying is far better than butter
at any price—New York Post.
Fou SgiolD
i RECIPES
° ¢ -e Qo ©
Rice Surprise—Boil one cup of
washed rice in two quarts of boiling
water until tender; then pour into
a strainer; line a well greased mould
or bowl with the rice; fill with chop-
ped cold cooked meat, well seasoned
and moistened with a little tomato
sauce or stock; cover with rice, having
the surface perfectly level; steam
forty-five minutes; turn out on a hot
platter and pour around a tomato
sauce.
Pineapple Mousse—Heat one can of
pineapple and drain; have soaking
one-fourth box of gelatine in one-fourth
cup of cold water; to one cup of pine-
apple syrup add the gelatine, two ta-
blespoonfuls of lemon juice and one
cup of sugar; stir over the fire until
gelatine has dissolved; strain and
cool; as the mixture stiffens fold in
the froth from one pint of cream
whipped, turn into a mould, pack in
ice and salt and let stand four hours.
Potato Pone—One quart of peeled
and grated sweet potatoes, one level
teaspconful each of cinnamon, alispice
and cloves, half a teaspoon of sait and
the grated rind of half a lemon or or-
ange, two level tablesponfuls of flour,
half a cup of molasses, fourth cup of
butter; mix the flour with the grated
make a vulgar display of their
wealth?” !
“Yes,” answeted Mr. Bickerson;'
‘they left a ton of coal out on the!
sidewalk all day yesterday.”—Wash-,
‘ngton Star. i
potato; add the butter, melted; then
tne molassses, water and sugar; stir
wel] together and add the spice, etc.;
ture into a well greased pan and bake
in a moderate oven; let stand until
cold; then it can be turned out and
served.
KEYSTONE STATE NEWS CONDENSED
PENSIONS GRANTED.
Jail Breaker Captured-$50.000. En
dowment—Boys’ Brigade Officers.
Big Ccal Deal.
The following names were added to
the pension list during the past
week: William W:. You, Altoona;
$10; Benjamin F. Murphy, Marietta,
$8; John Riebel, Soldiers’ Home, Erie,
$8; William Urich, Harrisburg, $8;
William K. Myers, Tyrone, $8; Geo.
A. Allison, Allegheny, $8; Edmund
Shaw, Altoona, $10; Mary E. Parks,
Conemaugh, $8; Elizabeth Robb,
Bellefonte, $8; Maggie E. Long, Al-
toona, $8; Mary A. Fleming, Boston,
$8; Sydney A. Foster, Jeannette, $8;
John Moore, Allegheny, $6; Charles
Kern, Frie, $6; David D. Lloyd,
Apollo, $6; Jessie J. Morris, Pitts-
burg, $8; Newton Reed, Clearfield,
$10; Cornelius D. McCombs, Pitts-
burg, $10; William IL. McGuire, Cen-
neautville, $10; Sclomon H. Myers,
Beaver = Falls, $8; Jacob Reprogle,
Conemaugh, $10; Sclomon Bupp, Me-
Connellstown, $8; David M. Patton,
Sharpsville, $12.
The state convention of the Boys’
Brigade at Lancaster elected the fol-
lowing officers: President, Major-
General Spicer; first vice president,
General H. P. Bope; second vice
president, Eev. Dr. W. A. Credit;
third vice president, Major Frank J.
Wallas; secretary and treasurer,
Colonel Joseph H. Cudlipp; trustees,
Colonel Fred Gerhardt, Captain A. N.
Hantzman, D. Miller, W. S. Linder-
man, Rev. J. Crawford, J. I. Kay and
Rev. George Kleinhenn.
Harrison Hoovler and his aged wife
of Orangeville, near Sharon, were the
victims of a brutal assault at the
hands of three masked men. The old
couple were awakened about mid-
night and were confronted by rob-
bers, who held revolvers to their
heads. One of the men procured a
repe, bound the couple and then
gagged them. The robbers ransack-
ed the house, securing about $100.
Frank Goodwill, of Titusville, met
death in a mysterious manner. His
lifeless body was found on the side-
walk near the Lake Shore depot.
There were several cuts and bruises
on the dead man’s face, which the
physician who held the autopsy testi-
fied might have been made by blows
having a sufficient force to cause
death,
A block of 15000 acres of coal land
in Washington | county was sold to
Eastern capitalists for $100 per acre.
It is said that the fuel is being
bought by English manufacturers.
The sale will place a million and a
half of dollars in the hands of the
farmers.
The Allegheny County Military
Rifle and Revolver Association, com-
posed: of members of the National
Guard, is being formed. The object
of the association is to increase the
efficiency of officers and enlisted
men in marksmanship with rifle and
revolver.
Thomas M. Heckman, a merchant
of Plum Creek township, Armstrong
county, filed his petition in bank-
ruptey. His liabilities are $29,658,
and his assets $35,420. Of his liabili-
ties, $15,508 is secured, and $14,072
is unsecured.
Geo. Sowvich, a Russian Polander,
was arrested by Chief of Police Clay-
ton E. Palmer, at Punxsutawney, on
a warrant issued. by his wife nearly
four years ago, charging him with the
murder of John Marinak, a Slav, but
Walston.
Mrs. E. E. Miller, of West Jean-
nette, died from the effects of a re-
volver wound in ‘her hip. She was
shot by her husband at Burrell sta-
tion. Just before she died she made
affidavit that the shooting was acci-
dental.
The 13-year-old son of Constable
Harry Row, of Manor, near Jean-
nette, was run down by an empty en-
gine on the Manor branch of the
Pennsylvania railroad while on his
way to school and instantly killed.
Braddock’s First National bank, cone
of the oldest in the Turtle Creek and
Monongahela valleys, of which Attor-
ney General P. C. Knox was the first
president, celebrated its twentieth
anniversary.
The appointment of the following
fourth-class postmasters have been
announced: Nathaniel W. McBryor,
Harrison City, Westmoreland county;
John L. E. GG. Spraggs, Greene
county.
At a special meeting of the New
Crostle fire department ex-District At-
torney William F. Moffat was in-
dorsed as candidate for the vice pres-
idency of the State Firemen’s asso-
ciation.
A movement is on foot in conneg-
tion with the coming centennigl of
Washington and Jefferson college, to
raise ‘a $50,000 fund to endow a chair
in memory of the late Prof. Alonzo
Linn.
Joseph Allen, charged with the
murder of Achsah King at Pittsburg
July 23, was found not guilty in the
Allegheny county criminal court and
discharged from custody.
The National Association of T.ocal
Preachers of the Methodist Episcopal
Church in America will meet in Cook-
man church, Philadelphia, October 10
to 14.
Washington council has awarded an
issue of $150,000 bonds for street im-
provements to W. J. Hayes & Sons,
of Cleveland.
Almost $7,000 has been raised by
the alumni of Washington and Jef-
ferson college to defray the expenses
of the coming centennial of the
school.
Tuesday being the last day for final
nomination papers at Harrisburg,
there was a rush at the state depart.
ment to get under the wire,
Burglars looted the general store of
W. O. Moorehead, at Youngwood,
‘Westmoreland county, and stole $309
in merchandise.
George Shontz, one of the men who
escaped from the Ebensburg jail, was
captured at Altoona.
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