—_———e——
DON'T NAG.
If you wish to help the world a little in your humble way,
on’t nag
Your wife, if you're a husband, lng has her faults, but—-say—
‘Don’t nag!
You may be too busy toiling for your little bit of crust
o be able to lift others who are lying in the dust,
But you still .can help. in making the world brighter, if you just
n’t nag.
If you wish to give him courage w ho bee chosen you for life,
If you wish to be his toler it Se 1 2a help in the strife—
on’t
nag.
He. may have, a few shortcomings—husbands generally do—
And he may sometimes sit beaten when he should have triumped, too,
But he’ll rise with newer courage and new strength if only you
Don’t nag. :
“All arbund you there are others who have painful weunds to nurse,
on’t nag; .
Rubbing on the raw has even and will always make it worse.
on’t nag!
You ran see your neighbor’s foibles—all his weaknesses are hates
.+ «But, then; what's the use.of prodding when it cannot bring you gain?
: Why add by a’look or whisper to the ‘world’s supply of pair?
Don’t
nag.
If she has her days for fretting, oh, be patient then with her—
on’t na
If he makes mistakes remember it is Go nien still to'err—
on’t ‘nag.
“You may not have strength to rescue thé pale ones whose burdens kill,
“Or sto 1ift the ‘weary toilers who -are-stumbling up the hill,
But you can refrain from making the world sadder, if you will—
Don’t _nag!
Lt * x © ==8. EK. Kiser, in Chicago Record- Herald.
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‘The Heart of “Ten Cent Barty”
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ARTLETT must have been
about four “years of age
when he first announced
that he was too much .old
to be kissed.
Up, to that moment no
one “had, given the subject of kissing
Bartlett very much thought, for he
was not one of those irresistibly at-
tractive children that one instinetive-
1¥ caresses; bat of ‘course after’his de-
fiant declaration it: became ‘a matter
of pride with the small boy's family
to see which member could beg, buy
or steal the greatest number of kisses.
By the time Bartlett, who had a
large number of feminine relatives,
avas ten, he had grown so skilled in
dodging osculatory advances that it
was no longer possible to surprise him
with unwelcome endearments. If any
one wanted, or pretended to want,
kisses from Bartlett, it was necessary
to buy them.
Bartlett's price for these favors was
ten cents apiece. For the next two
years, whenever he was desperately
in need of a dime—but the necessity
had to be desperate indeed—he con-
sented to sell to his teasing sister
Madge, his tantalizing cousin Eleanor
or his badgering young Aunt Emily a
small, sudden, birdlike peck, followed
always by instant flight. The sight
of this performance invariably sent
the fun-loving family into laughter;
but Bartlett's mother did not quite ap-
prove.
“Don’t tease that boy so!” she would
sometimes protest, although she was
such a mild little person that no one
ever thought of heeding her remon-
strances. “I’m afraid you'll make him
bard hearted.”
“Surely,” teased Madge, “you would-
n’t want a mushy boy like Clarence
Mills!”
Of course, by the time Bartlett was
twelve, no kisses could be wrung from
him for love or money; but to his great
disgust his fame -had spread abroad,
and his schoolmates had ganned him
“Ten-Cent Barty.”
His older brother John, a young man
of twenty, still kissed his mother good
night in a comfortable, matter-of-fact
way; but when Mr. Morgan said to
Bartlett, as he sometimes did, with a
twinkle in his eye, “My son, why don’t
you kiss your mother good night?
Bartlett would reply’ truthfully, if not
at all gallantly, “I'd rather: be shot.”
It was evident that Ten-Cent Barty
had no use for kisses. It also became
evident, gradually, that. the eyes of
Mrs. Morgan, a slight, not very strong
dittle mother, followed Bartlett wist-
fully from the room when, with a hast-
ily mumbled “Good night!’ to nobody
in particulaf, thé boy would bolt for
the stairs.. -It grew plain, even to
Bartlett,” that she missed the good-
night kiss that was hers by right and
that --was never forthcoming; yet,
strangely enough, in spite of repeated
disappdintments, she looked for it ex-
pectantly night after night.
It was not the kiss alone that was
lacking. ‘Between John, who was like
his mother’s family in many ways, and
Mrs. Morgan there was a strong bond
of sympathey and good fellowship
most beautiful to see. But Bartlett
was an alien and almost an outsider
in the family circle. Apparently he
hdd discarded his mother and dresses
at the same moment, for, with Ris first
trousers, he had turned to his father
for sympathy and counsel.
Encircled by his mother’s arm, John
had sewed patchwork, had learned to
knit, and had even played with dolls,
without suffering permanent injury
from any of these girlish occupations:
but from the time that Bartlett's small
fingers had been long enough to grasp
a hammer the younger boy's predi-
lections had been thoroughly mascu-
line.
Of course it had not taken him long
to discover how little his mother knew
about things of such vital importance
as screw bolts, steam gages, ball bear-
ings and piflow blocks. Neither did
any of these things appeal to Jc
who was reading Bartlett
soon learned to work out his prob
without motherly brotherly
ance. By the time Cen
was sixteen his k
ery had become a source of wonder
I cle to the road, worked away at t
i
not only to his own family, but to the
.interested neighbors, who called Lim
in to prescribe for ailing lawn mow-
ers and injured clothes svringers.
In ‘March Mrs. Morgan had taken
cold. “All througlr the summer she had
a little hacking cough that alarmed the
family, and she seemed pale and list-
less. The family doctor shook his
head whenever he saw her, and in Sep-
tember ordered her to Arizona.
“I'm not saying that there's Anything
serious the matter with her,” he ex-
plained to Mr. Morgan, “but this cli-
mate isn’t the place for hér this win
ter. Send her out West.”
“I have a sister in Phoenix—"
“Then send her to Phoenix. There
couldn't be a safer place for her from
now until May.”
By the last week in September Mrs.
Morgan was ready to depart. When
the day came the entire family, with
one exception, announced its intention
of going to the station to speed the
traveler with cheerful words — some-
thing very much needed in this in-
stance.
This exception, of course, was Bart-
lett. He, with his usual aversion to
farewells, had mumbled something,
and was leaving the table at noon
when his father said:
“Bartlett, aren’t you going to say
good-by to your mother!” >
“Good-by!” muttered Bartlett from
the doorway. “Hope you'll have a
nice time.”
Mrs. Morgan’s eyes filled with tears,
but Bartlett gave no sign of seeing
them, unless an unusually vigorous
slamming of the front door might have
been a sign.
At two o'clock the family with some-
what forced cheerfulness, went to put
Mrs. Morgan on her train. ‘She kissed
her many relatives good-by as they ap-
peared; but in the interval of waiting
for the’ cry, “All ‘aboard!” hér eyes
wandered frequently to the door or
searched the faces of the crowd on the
platform.
It really did not seem possible. ‘that
Bartlett could let his mother go so far
away and for so long a time without
giving some small sign ‘that he loved,
her. But the train pulled out Li
and no Bartlett had appeared.
Now among Bartlett's friends was a
man named Johnson, who had owned
an automobile, the first to appear in
the town. :
Whether it was the owner's inexper-
ience or whether the machine itself
was defective no one had ever been
able to discover, but the runabout had
never worked with any degree of sat-
isfaction to'its rather sensitive owaer,
whose fads, at best, were short lived.
He had soon abandoned it and bought
a horse.
From the first Bartlett had hovered
about this misbehaving automobile like
a bee about clover. His devotion both
amused and touched Johnson, who, in
the days when his faith in gasoline
was strong, had often invited Bartlett
to ride with him, and who had fre-
quently found the boy’s skill with tools
of service when things went wrong.
Afterward, unabie to sell the now
somewhat damaged machine to any-
body who knew of its vagaries, and
too honest to sell it to any one who
did not, Mr. Johnson permitted Bart-
lett to experiment with it.
After months of labor, and the clev-
er substitution of parts which he had
himself manufactured, it began to look
as if the boy were actually geing to
restore the automobile to something
like its usefulness. Several times be-
fore the day of Mrs. Morgan's depart-
ure the machine had journeyed two
blocks and home again without a
breakdown.
Immediately after luncheon the day
of Mrs. Morgan’s departure, Bartlett,
with his hands in his pockets, stood
in the doorway of the Johnson carriage
house, gazing at the repudiated auto-
mobile. The light of strong purpose
shone in his gray eyes a moment
later when he glanced at his watch,
hastily filled the automobile tank with
1 flung the doors wide, and
starte cl his unwieldy pet toward the
-
entrance.
e driveway was rough and a trifle
uphill, but the boy trundled the vehi-
he | by plain “canning
erank ‘until the engine was started,
and- got im, while short, ejaculatory
sounds issued from the motionless ma-
chine. Then he pushed the lever, and
with a sudden sibilant explosion the!
automobile was spinning down the
street, leaving the atmosphere in its
wake redelent of gasoline. ‘
Bartlett knew exactly where. he
wanted to go; but he realized that it
was one thing to possess this knowl-
edge and quite another to impart it
to a notoriously erratic automobile.
The" spot he had in mind was sixteen
miles distant, for he had gometling to
do and he mesdnt to do'it. In the same
circumstances’ any other boy: would
have thought:of-a far simpler-plan of
carrying out the idea; but Bartlett was
no one. but himself, and the. workings
of his mind were as incomprehensi-
ble at times as were the complicated
inner workings of, the Johnson auto-
mobile. .
© Sixteen milés are not many for a
first class machine, on a good, level
road, to accomplish in two hours and
a -half,~ but sixteen miles, when half.
of them are up-hill and much of. the
road is sandy, are a great many.
The country roads were worse "than
Bartlett had expected to find them.
On the other hand; the renovated ma-
chiné ran “even better {han he had
dared to hope. “He had feared the long
stretch of deep mud always to be
found at the foot of Callinsburg Hill,
but. the. automobile dashed -through it.
with an almost appalling disregard
for its own shining exterior, only 10
lose, later, several precious moments
from sheer contrariness on the only
stretch “of good road the boy could
hope to find. § he
‘But ‘having started; Bartlett had no
intention of failing. He had to reach
a certain point by half past two and
he meant to do it. .
- A good part of. the rosa. winding
among _the hills, was unsheltered by
trees, and was exposed to the full
glare of the afternoon sun. Riding
was not so restful as Bartlett had
hoped to find it, for he had not counted
on ‘the nervous €train of guiding the
véhicle; and as he grew in gly
weary, his hand lost its sureness. Once
he had to work carefully round a load
of hay standing motionless in the road
while its driver slumbered on top. Once
he accidentally slithered into a ditch.
from which he could never have
dragged his vehicle without the time-
ly assistance of a passing farmer.
Twenty minutes after this disaster,
and nearly two miles from his destina-
tion, a deep and unseen hole in the
road was the cause of a sudden and
disastrous overturn. And the over
turn was the cause of a serious break
in the steering mechanism that Bart-
lett pushed the automobile into a thick
clump of bushes near the roadside, to
be left until called for.
At half past two, Mrs. Morgan's
train stopped at Forestville, sixteen
miles from her home, to take on pas-
sengers. The little woman, still rath-
er tremulous, surveyed from her win-
dow, although with very little interest,
the crowd on the platform. From this
occupation her glance strayed idly to
the road that led to the station.
Down this dusty thoroughfare a
broad-shouldered, long-legged lad was
running. There was something about
his gait that betrayed excessive weari-
ness, combined with a certain air of
dogged determination. There was also
something about this overheated, mud-
streaked figure that all at once set
Mrs. Morgan's heart throbbing with
almost unendurable emotion.
As the runner approached, he lifted
his eyes suddenly, to meet hers at: th=
window. Jostled by the crowd on the
platform, the boy elbowed his way to
the steps, leaped aboard the train,
rushed through the car, and planted
one of Bartlett's own ridiculous, bird-
like pecks on Mrs. Morgan’s lips. But
to ‘her, who suddenly understood all,
no kigs was ever sweeter.
There was a new, wonderfully hap-
py look in her eyes ag, a moment later
she leaned from.the window to wave
her hand to Bartlett, who, already
homeward, had paused to wave a hand
toward the moving train.—Youth's
Companion.
"How to Get Sleep.
1. If yon have anything on your
mind, ‘make a note of it.” It is less
nerve expense to use a paper tablet
than-to use thé brain tablet.
2. Relax. Lie as limply in your bed
as ‘a year-old babe. ‘Rest, relaxation,
repose.”” Station these Delsarte graces
at the approach to your nerve. If
your nerves are overtaxed they will
find rest; if not these three will stand
guard against a thousand so-called
duties.
3. You are too tense. When you
think, use the brain alone. You can-
not have repose of mind without re-
pose of muscles. A well-known author
complained that his knees ached while
he was writing, and that his arms
ached when he was walking. He
broke down. Too tense.
4. Do no mental work after eight
o'clock in the evening. Associate only
with restful persons.
5. Place a handkerchief wet in cold
water at the base of the brain. In
extreme cases, the sanitarium people
use the ice-cap filled with pounded ice
—Presbyterian Banner.
The Tomato.
The tomato belongs to the same order
as the deadly nightshade, which per-
haps explains why our forefathers
were so long overcoming their fear of
them. Nowadays we understand the
healthful quality of the tomato despite
its containing minute proportions of
oxalic acid, a vegetable poison. It is
either a fruit or vegetable according to
fancy, and is not only delicious served
naturally, but makes an appropriate
sauce for meats, a sparkling ketchup,
of a dainty salad. Oddly enough the
only way to ve the tomato except
is to take it green.
+ HONEYMOONS =
Drosdfal k Picture Paintea
by a Man of Physic. = =: *¢ °¢
F it is in the province of
f ¥ hygiene to cure the many
© 1 © superstitions of the laity,
: in too many instances
<O shared by the profession,
as, for instance, that an
egg is equivalent in nutritive value
to a pound of meat; that the various
‘mysteries ‘Sold in the drug stores as:
“beef extracts” are sufficient by the
teaspoonful to sustain a famished in-
valid or convalescent for twenty-four
hours, more or less, and that milk is
the one grand, important, absolute and
universal food for every breathing
thing; if hygiene could only restrict
itself to such things, it wouid occupy
us to the very full while the world
shall last, but there are.many other
errors almost as widespread and more
fatal in their consequences. It is al-
‘most incomprehensible to the thought-
ful physician why the, atrocious. vice
of wedding tours has not been utterly
stamped out. No matter how robust,
how tenacious of life, -how full of
energy, how many times the four hun-
dred years, which the good Dr."Holmes
-insists should be tlie time of prépara-
tion for ‘the new-born infaht; no ‘mat’
ter what adjuncts to ease, of wealth,
of education, of refinement, not one
of them can stand safely the dread-
ful physical and mental exactions of
the prolonged and, too often, dele-
terious excitement of the engaged.
The constant strain to.keep up.that
somewhat unnatural “front” which
has attracted and’ which continues to
attract thé betrothed together with the
iz months’ siege, more or less, of
the most laborious exertion in the
preparation of ‘trousseau, the exactions,
impositions and fatigues of the -dress-
maker, the same to a lesser degree
of the milliner, and to crown -all the
dreadful " hirry and vigils whi¢h at-
tend the few weeks immediately pre-
ceding the ceremony.
With the bridegroom it is scarcely
less exacting.’ Whether in business or
whether of leisure, and, like all the
strictly leisure class, driven by the
lash of necessity for amusement, his
attention divided, his entire habit of
life, so far as it is then formed, com-
pletely subverted, his hurried and fre-
quently frenzied attempts to regulate
his business affairs in order that le
may have nothing on’ his hands to
interfere; these combined produce a
condition of the system, both mental
and physical, of both the high con-
tracting parties, which peculiarly and
positively unfit them for the dreadful
exactions of a honeymoon trip.
Immediately upon the conclusion of
the ceremony the youthful couple pro-
ceed with the utmost dispatch to the
train, and then begins the most tire-
some episode which human beings
with all the varied ills of life are sub-
jected to. To the sensitive, modest
young woman, the mental disquiet of
appearing to the world in the not-to-
pe-concealed role of bride is in itself
sufficient, but this must be supple-
mented by the discomforts of that Pro-
crustean travesty, the modern, much-
over-decorated sleeping car. The over-
studied indifference of the bridegroom
needs no mention here, as this is not
intended as a humorous sketch. Ar-
riving, not at their destination, for
their proper destination will probably
be a sanitarium, but at the city which
they have chosen to honor with their
incognito, they begin a life burden-
some from the very .strangeness of
the room, of-the furniture, of the sur-
roundings and the unfamiliar and too
often indigestible, if not absolutely
hurtful, menu.
This, however, does not suffice with
the great majority of them. Hardly
have they swallowed an early break-
fast béfoie tliey are off sightsecing
and visiting every celebrity ~ within
twenty miles of the city, too often in
inclement weather, and too often in
the reaction brought about by the
months of strenuous endeavor which
have preceded the trip. It does suffice
that they should thus drag themselves
from post to pillar ostensibly enjoying
these various sights and landscapes
in each other's scciety, which, as Lord
Allcash, says in “Fra Diavolo,” “each
longs for his or her sleep all the day,”
well-meaning, misguided friends, who
have been apprised of their arrival,
visit the newly-married couple at their
hotel in the afternoon and evening.
Thus in the very critical time of a
woman's life, when above all she needs
the quiet seclusion and comfort of the
home which she has been accustomed
to since her girlhood, she is exposed
to a series of laborious mental and
physical efforts which might well
break down the strongest and most
robust man. Is it any wonder that the
wedding trip is the first and most
powerful factor in the wretched health
for many years for young American
matrons?
No mention is made here of the ab-
surd vulgarities of the would-be witty
soi dasant friends of the couple, who
signalize themselves by throwing old
shoes and rice, or in a spirit of gum-
my pleasantry paste or tie various
labels and ribbons to their luggage.
These things are better left to thé
strong arm of the law, which, it is
gratifying to note, has been thrice ex-
eorcised within the last month in one
of our largest Eastern cities. Let us
pray that we may follow in its foot-
ps.—James M. Gassaway, M. D.
I'vrefessor Hy giene Marion Sims-Dean-
SU
mont
Medical Brief.
Under“the auspices of the University
of Irieburg, Switzerland, a business
academy for women only has been
opened in that city,
Medical College, St. Louis, in|
HARD 70 ANSWER,
Questions of Every Dav Life That Will
Probably Never Be Solved.
Can you understand—
Why a man who has to pay his wife's
dress making and cleaning bills will sit
in a street car with one foot across his
knee, so'that every woman who passes
him must brush her frock against the
dirty sole of his shoe?’
Why any Wcman who has ever
watched a newsboy or an Italian pea-
nut vender make change will slip a
dime or a nickel into her mouth while
she is using both hands to investigate
her purse or bag?
Why a man who in bearing and
dress is to -all intents a gentleman can
git in a crowded street car with a half-
cold or smouldering cigar in his hand
until the odor from that stub will
sicken all the women and most of the
men. in his vicinity? :
Why a pretty girl Yoo talks in a
loud voice in public places imagines
that all the men are watching her fur-
tively or openly are lost in admiration?
Why a man’in a crowded. streét ear
would rather open and shut the front
door for twenty women than move
down two feet and hang on a strap?
Why a woman will walk seven blocks
to save two cents a yard on a piece of
silk and then fail to observe that the
butcher is holding out the bones and
trimmings of her Sunday roast, and the
ice man is occasionally adding an extra
five cents to his bill?
Why a man will dodge trolleys, drays
and policemen in a mad rush to reach
his office and then line up with mes-
senger boys, tourists and other men
presumably as busy as himself to
wateh a fire company turn a stream of
water on a two-penny blaze?
Why a woman will rush recklessly in
front of a moving trolley car to greet
a friend and then threaten to sue the
motor company because its man almost
ran her down?—Philadelphia Inquirer.
To Raise Ostriches in Texas.
he people of Texas are interesting
themselves in the cultivation of the
ostrich for commercial purposes. An
enthusiast on this subject says: “Os-
trich farming, already firmly estab-
lished in California and Arizona, will
become an equally popular industry
in New Mexico and Texas, and that
$2,000,000 paid annually by the United
States for feathers grown in South
Africa will go into the pockets of home
producers, who -are rapidly increasing
their output, improving their birds and
extending their farms into new States
and Territories. I hope,” this over-
confident party says, ‘“to see ostrich
feathers quoted in a few years along
with cotton, wool, beef and petroleum,
as a profitable Texas product, and the
business will begin all the sooner if
the railways of Texas will encourage
the industry.”
This reads very well, but practically
with an embargo of $500 on each bird
exported from South Africa and the
great expense and loss in raising
“chicks,” it will be many years before
Texas will raise enough plumage to
supply the trimming room of one of the
millinery companies of a city in its
own State. What the ostrich farmers
of this country want most is more
birds from Africa to mix with those
now here, especially for breeding pur-
poses, and a practical ostrich farmer
from South Africa to show the Amer-
ican farmer how to do it. We have
the land and the feed, but not the
knowledge.
New Appendicitis Fad.
Dr. Pond, of Liverpool, airs a new
appendicitis theory in the London
Lancet.
He says that appendicitis and other
such ailments can often be attributed
to antimonial poisoning, and the source
of the antimony taken up by man is
said to be the rubber rings which are
frequently used to close bottles.
Dr. Pond has proved that such rings
consist of almost one-third their weight
of antimony. The antimony is not only
dissolved by mineral waters containing
alkalis and organic acids, but these
rubber rings soon become brittle and
some of the compound falls into the
vessels.
Dr. Pond claims to have found that
antimony can become the source of dis-
turbances of the nutritive and digestive
system, especially through continued
weakening of the muscles of the stom-
ach and intestines.
To Honor a Brave Sheriff.
A movement is under way in Missis-
sippi to raise a monument to John M.
Poag, Sheriff of Tate County, who was
murdered in the county jail on April
12 by a mob from which he was de-
fending a prisoner. The project is
under the direction of the John M.
Poag Monument Association, with
headquarters at Senatobia, which
point out that “while other sheriffs
have lost their lives in the discharge
of their duties, this is the only in-
stanee where a sheriff voluntarily
fought a mob to his death in the pro-
tection of a prisoner where to do so
meant his certain death.” “No man,”
says Giv. Vardaman, “ever died at a
better time or for a better cause.’—
New York World
X-Ray on Mummies,
At the second Roentgen Congress,
recently in sion in Berlin, Dr. Al-
bers-Schoenl said that in experi-
menting with the Egyptian mummies
2500 years old he had been able to ¢b-
tain ‘as: eatisfactory views .of their
I as in the living body.—New York
KEYSTORE STATE CULLING
KILLED UNDER SAND PILE
Excavaticn Made With a Shingic—
Finding of Ccats Reveals
Place of Burial.
By the caving of a sand bank at:
Arnold three children were buried
alive and perished before they were
discovered. They were: Otto Sarge,
Jr, 10 years old; Esther Sarge, 6
years old; Fritz Strate, 8 years old.
The Strate boy's neck was broken,
while his companions were smothered
to death. The children left: their
homes about 4 o’clock in the after-
noon, They dug ths excavation with
a shingle. They were missed about
supper time and Otto Sarge, Sr., and
William Strate, their parents went
to search for them. Two coats found
on the sand pile revealed the cave-in.
It cost James Fellis; a Greek fruit
dealer of Irwin $39.40 to do business
on Sunday. On Saturday he notified
the civic league that he would not
close as had been requested under
penalty of being prosecuted under the
Sunday law. To make it as expensive
as possible the organization placed
representatives’ near the store and
they secured as many names of cus-
tomers as could be obtained for wit-
nesses. A warrant was sworn out
and the witnesses were subpoened.
One lives near McKeesport, one at
Latrobe and one at Adamsburg. All
appeared before Justice Howell.
Fellis was: found guilty and was fined
$4 and costs. The constable drew
nearly $15 in fees and mileage and
the balance was made up in witness
fees. t of
—_— i
Three trainmen were killed and
two others were slightly injured early
at Tabor Junction in a coilision be-
tween freight arins of thc Philadel-
phia and Reading Railway and the
Central Railroad of New Jersey. A
fast freight of the Central Railroad
crashed into a Reading local freight
and the three dead men were buried
beneath the wreckage.
ed the collision and the fire depart-
ment was called out to extinguish the
flames.
Frank J. Thomas, president judge of
the Crawford county court, handed
down an opinion in the case of A. C.
Huidekooper vs. Samuel] B. Dick, sus-
taining the finding of the referee that
Dick is indebted to Huidekooper in
the sum of $184,839. The litigation
between the two men has been long
drawn out, and concerns the owner-
ship of stock in the Pittsburg, Besse-
mer and Lake Erie Railroad com-
pany. It is understood that the case
will be appealed to the Supreme
court.
George Geary had a thrilling ride on
the Conemaugh river.: Geary drove
his team into the river, which was
swollen by the rains, and his wagon
upset. Geary floated on the bed of the
wagen three miles down stream be-
fore getting ashore, which he suc-
ceeded in doing at a sharp bend in
the river below the confluence of jhe
Black Lick.
Rev. Thomas Morgan, pastor of the
First Congregational church of Shar-
on, has tendered his resignation, to
take effect immediately. Rev. Mr.
Morgan was installed pastor last May
and started for Wales immediately,
expecting to return here with his
wife, but she is ill, necessitating can-
celing the call.
The condition of the typhoid fever
epidemic at Nantioke has not changed
materially. A number of nurses are
on the scene and effective work is
now being done to combat the spread
of the disease. The cases reported
now number 160, with six deaths,
while West Nanticoke has 21 cases ond
one death.
By a vote of 123 to 44 the citizens
of Wampum have decided to issue
bonds for $14,000 to erect a munici-
pal waterworks and ‘electric light
plant. Last evening the residents of
the village held a celebration. Bur-
gess Miller was surrounded by the
Wampum band and a street parade,
was held.
John Heverly of Hayes Run ‘is the.
champion rattlesnake killer in the
section about Bellefonte. From
June 11 until September 1 he killed
22 of the reptiles, some measuring
from four feet six inches to five feet.
Heverly tans the skins and disposes
of them at a profit.
S. R. Dresser & Co., of Bradford,
have secured a lease of the plant of
the National Tube Company at Oil
City, which had been dismantled, and
will at once commence the manufac-
ture of oil well couplings. About 100
men will be employed.
An epidemic of smallpox in the
southern section of Blair county, near
Williamsburg, is reported and it was
learned that there are 30 fully develop-
ed cases. Local physicians are
thought to have the disease under
control. The state board of health is
also aiding.
Albert Goss was arrested at South
Sharon on information: of Mrs. Sa-
rah Whitman. She alleges that she
saw Goss leave her house and found
$50 missing. i
The fourteenth annual reunion of
the Fifty-fifth regiment, Pennsylvania
volunteers, will be held at Indiana,
on September 29.
Cyrus Becker, a farmer, aged 45
years, hanged himself in Bern, Berks
county. Fer having sold milk which
it is alleged was watered to a dealer
who had been prosecuted for violat-
ing the pure food laws, Becker was
to have be witness in the case.
An hour befere the hearing his life-
less body w found in his barn.
Edward 20. vears old, of
Greensburg, arrested charged
upon oath S. Loughner of
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