p- ad he ce. ur QF ly ted ue, ich Ia ur- rig- of of ith ere | by s to ues. ree. L to- and his self- me who tors and ree- tow- and ver- fon. So- the king have are after that % > has aker brute , will f the 1 our after f the s and ‘ewer there alted statis- must ified, hy se- ever their tury. he fa - thing on a tray. i —_—_—_ \ Fair Warning. The lady on horseback who was struck by a red automobile on Thurs- day hereby notifies her assailant that she was not killed and is able to iden- tify the driver of the machine, not- withstanding his rapid flight from the scene of the attack, and will hold him responsible for damages to the horse a8 soon as such damages have been determined.—QCil City Derrick. Women and Dinner. No woman can order a proper din- ner for herself alone. To a man din- ner is the sort of thing that must al-, ways happen, but a woman loves td evade it if she can. “Some one said that an ordinary woman's favorite din- ner is an egg in the drawing room. All women have a passion for some- To the masculine mind things on a tray are unsatisfying but to the feminine body they are as the very manna from heaven.—Ar- thur Pendenys in “Books of Today.” Famine in Tan Gloves. It may please women whose orders for long tan gloves do not get prompt attention to know how many others are in the same boat, for it is an “off day” in the glove shop when there are not more orders than can be filled. Black gloves werz to the fore early in the season and were generally worn with the short-sleeved lingerie waist, but that magpie combination became too common, and woman's fancy then centred itself on white. Glove makers, not dreaming their customers would leap from white to tan, made up few gloves of the latter hue. But now the various shades of tan are much in demand to match the tan shoes of the summer girl. A man- ufacturer says that ‘“milk-fed kid gloves” are superior to all other kinds, but girls who have difficulty iu getting gloves at all say that any old tincan- fed kind will be acceptable. Pretty Good For a Woman. One day a couple of my friends were sitting on the river bank when they heard the cry of a frog in distress. Following the direction from which the sound came, they discovered a snake in the act of swallowing the frog, says the Woman's Home Com- panion. Just then another frog, evidently attracted by the distressing cries of its mate in jeopardy, hopped up to the scene of action. For a moment it sat blinking at the enemy; then leaped forward, scized the snake by the neck and tugged it into the river. The water quickly poured between the snake's distended jaws, and it was, of course, compelled to release its victim in order to escape drowning. This it promptly did, and the liberat- ed frog swam away. with its plucky mate, while the baffled snake wrig- gled as best it could to the shore. Hopefulness of Dull Children. Many dull children become the very brightest and most effective men and women. There are various reasons for this fact. It is not, however, an exceptional condition in nature. Many of the hardiest plants and trees ma- ture most slowly and bear fruit late. The problem of the dull child is one that need by no means discourage. If it were necessary to prove by ex- amples the assertion in regard to the hopefulness of slow minded children, we could fill many pages with instanc- es of famous men who were dullards in youth. Walter Scott, for instance, was known at school as the “Greek blockhead,’ since he seemed unable to master that language. Some children by too rapid growth become hulky and stupid temporarily. They could be described in technical language, as not yet “celebrated.” Bones and muscles have grown more rapidly than brain and nervous sys- tem. But in multitudes of cases .the nervous forces develop later, catch up, and become predominant. Then you have a bright man or woman out of a dull, slow child. Strange Work for Women. “Girls are displacing men in walks of life undreamed of only a decade ago,” said August H. Kaems, deputy state factory inspector of Sheboygan, Wis., “Up in my own city girls have been wcrking in the varnish rooms of the chair factories for almost twenty years and within the last ten years many others have found employment in one of the foundries enamelling kitchen utensils. Barring the intense heat in the rooms, the work is com- paratively easy. though it does seem strange to find women in foundries. “The bottling departments of the breweries also employ girls in pref- erence to boys, and the work being almost entirely automatic, where oth- er conditions are wholescme, little criticism can be made. “It was not until I entered upon my present duties that I learned that girls are also being employed in tanneries. 1 am a tanner by trade, so that it was quite .a surprise to me when I saw frail women perform work which fell to sturdy men in former years. These girls are principally employed in the chrome departments. In northern Wisconsin some of our inspectors have found women employed in the saw- mills.” Don’t Try to Drive Your Husband. The old proverb says: “There are three things which can be managed only by coaxing—a kid glove, a fire and a man.” Take my advice and never try any other method with a husband. The woman, married or single, who fights for her:rights has a hard struggle, of- ten to fall at last; while she who takes them ‘graciously is allowed to walk off freely, if not invited to come back again. Any married woman gifted with even a small degree of diplomacy may have her own way quite as much, if not more, than is good for her, if only she be careful always to defer to her nominal lord and master and never to allow anyone, himself least of all, to suspect that she has been able to persuade him that her way is his own. The secret of her power lies in a nut- shell—it is the power behind the throne which never openly asserts it- self. All men hate to be ruled; indeed, no man will be if he knows it. The woman who is truly mistress of her household never fails to set her hus- band upon a pedestal and to insist that all the household shall honor him as lord ‘and master thereof, says Woman’s Life. Deference to her husband is the drop of oil which keeps the wheels of the domestic machine running smooth- ly. Japanese Women of Genius. A confession, even if good for the soul, is sometimes humiliating. But, since what must be must be, here it is: The brains of Nippon have always been with her women rather than with her men. And what is more humiliat- ing still is the fact that Nippon wo- men very often outdo their brothers in their own territory. The one in Nippon whose generalship conducted the first successful foreign campaign was the Empress Jungo. Under her victorious banner, the warriors of Nip- pon marched through Korea on their first foreign campaign. Tomoe, who fought side by side with the famous warrior Yoshinaka, was the peer of any of her soldiers. In all the desper- ate seiges of the feudal days, the women of the clan, naginata (spears) in hand, were always conspicuous for their bravery and fighting qualities. I have already cited the historic case of Hojo Masako. Today we are very proud to say of Tokugawa Ieyasu, the founder of the Tokugawa Sho- gunate, that he was the greatest con- structive statesman that Nippon has ever seen. Nevertheless, even histo- rian admits that in the building of the house of Tokugawa it is impossible to say how much of its stability and of the profound wisdom of its policy was due to the now famous lady called Kasuganotsubone. Certainly, after the death of Tokugawa Ieysasu, she was the brains of the government.— Adachi Kinnosuke, in the Forum. Fashion Notes. White leather crush girdles are worn with white linen costumes. Very artistic pillows may be evolved by the use of colored leather in appli- que, and the work develops very rap- idly after the design is prepared. It is a very good idea to lay the fullness of wide flounces in short ver- tical tucks, especially when the gown is empire and has a tucked girdle. There is no waist so pretty and cool for hot days as the simple little ba- tiste waist’ made with yoke of tiny tucks, and short sleeves with band cuffs. Very chic are the bell sleeves open at the outside to show several nar- row frills placed upon the lining, to which the bell-shaped portion also should be lightly tacked. A neat neck finish for the shirt waist is a soft turnover collar decor- ated at the edge with two rows of embroidered dots, and a bow tie whose pointed ends are similarly trimmed. A white linen gown with pale lav- ender ribbon belt and yoke finish and a white chip hat trimmed with feath- ery clusters of lilacs in the natural shades comprise a charming afternoon costume. To give a bit of variety to the bo- leros, the cuffs of some are made of two materials, the front half of cloth, perhaps, buttoned over upon the vel- vet half which passes around the out- side of the arm. The®small coin holder at the end of the long neck chain is a very con: venient article for the summer gir] to wear on short trolley trips when she needs oaly car fare and a bit of change for the inevitable college ice. THE PULPIT. A SCHOLARLY SUNDAY SERMON BY DR. W. S. LEWIS. : A ‘Subject: The Secret of the Lord. Brooklyn, N. Y.—President W. S. Lewis, D. D., of Morningside College, Sioux City, Ia., is the vacation preacher in the Hanson Place M. BE. Church. He began his services there Sunday morning and had a good au- dience. He is an excellent preacher. His subject was ‘The Fear of the Lord.” The text was from Psalm Xxv.:14: “The secret of the Lord is with them that fear Him, and He will show them His covenants.” Dr. Lewis said: Words, like men, are affected by the atmosphere in which they live. A word spoken 3000 years ago, but to another people, and in another clime, may fail to represent its highest and best meaning to those born in anoth- er age and under other skies. Many years have flown since this word was spoken, and at least one of these in the text needs a word of explanation —fear. The good Book says: “The fear of the Lord is the beginning of wisdom,” but reference is made in the New Testament to the fact that perfect love casteth out fear. Thanks to the cross, the broken tomb, the de- scent of fire which spoke on cloven tongue, for a changed atmosphere, in which our text may read: “The secret of the Lord is with them that love Him.” The problem of knowledge is not that, but how, it is. A few small philosophers have doubted the fact that they knew, but that is carrying doubt to the point of insanity. - We know, and we know we know; the how that we know is the problem. That an idea may be passed from one mind to another, may even by crys- tallized into a word and remain pent up there from century to century, to break forth into another mind, to be reflected on, and on, through the ages. How this is, is more than we know. How that the mind may get a voice from the rocks so that the mountains shall speak and make themselves understood, and from the sky and from the sea. We know they speak, but how? That is the ques- tion. Do you think that God, who has expressed His love in flower, in brook, in sky, should have exhausted all His resources to make Himself known as He speaks from nature? God speaks to the heart, the inner world is His realm. This is His throne, and He leaves His secrets there to become the seed of thought, of inspiration and of action. The great problem of hearing His word and then to translate it through the tongue, the finger tips and footprints, so that it shall become the living word to other folks, is the problem of the hour. : To whom will God speak? We raise this question to answer it by asking you to whom do you commit the secrets of your heart? Do you tell those who revile you, who have no faith in you, who speak ill of you? Do you tell these the secrets of your heart? It's a great thing to be a friend, to know how to awaken the spirit of friendship in others. To whom do you commit your secrets? The first quality of friendship is the capacity for faith. You cannot trust those in whom you do not believe. You cannot inspire in them the first note of friendship. The captious critic has no friends. The teacher who asks his pupil the hardest ques- tions and criticises him because he fails to answer; the preacher who be- gins his service and ends it with a spirit of criticism, will not awaken in the heart the deepest, the best in- spirations. We must begin by say- ing: “I believe in you.” We must have the capacity for seeing the best and the truest in people. We are commanded in the good Book that we should love one another, and I trust we do, but I am thankful that that does not include that command that we must like everybody, for there are some folks whom it is hard to like, and of these are the thin- voiced, pinched-faced, hollow-eyed critic. The first quality, then, is that of inspiring people with the idea that we believe in them, aad if we have faith in others, they will have faith in us, for faith in the heart be- gets faith in one another. It is so with God. If we would know Him and awaken within Him the power even of committing to us His secrets, we must believe, for with the heart the man believeth unto righteousness —that righteousness which brings the image of God into the face of clay. An@ then, too, we must tell our friends that we believe in them. I love flowers much, but pray you do not reserve them all for the funeral. Tell your friends you believe them; tell them that you love them. Speak with your lips, speak with your eye, speak with your finger tips. Tell them you love them. And God, too, is touched by the same testimony. “With the mouth confession is made unto salvation.” Another quality ab- solutely essential to friendship, ab- solutely essential to true friendship with man and with God-—and that is downright, sincere heart honesty. I heard a man say the other day: “My religion is to pay my debts.” He answered the question of how much he is worth by a round $50,000, and I said: ‘‘Of course, you pay your debts. There is one a little less great than the Almighty who would be af- ter you if you did not, for Uncle Sam sees to that.” You will pay your debts, but that is not the measure of honesty in the sense in which I speak it now. It is that sort of spir- itual honesty that would blush deep- ly to think a falsehood or to harbor in the heart one moment a shadowy thought. It is the kind of honesty that is born of a pure heart—a heart touched by the sunlight of His infi- nite love, a heart that is made clean by the power of His spirit. Such sin- cerity as this, such downright hones- ty of purpose, is loved of men and God alike. It is the basis of true friendship with man and with God. I read a new text the other day. It was as old as the voice of David, but it came with a new voice, thus: “The Lord made known His ways unto Moses, and His acts unto the children of Israel.” This is the dis- tinction between Moses and the chil- dren of Israel. Moses understood the act of God, but some way he had the soul-reach which recognized the finger of God uniting act to act to tell the sweet story of His love. I re- member once, when the children of Israel were hungry, and Moses cried to God. In the morning, on the sand of the desert, everywhere, were little round, white loaves, and the Israel- ite, standing in the door of his tent, said: ‘““What is it?”’ “Manna.” He ate the gift of God and his hunger was satisfied, and said in his heart: ‘“This is the act of God.” But Moses, looking on hungry Israel, satisfying its appetite, and looking up to the blue, said: ‘“This is t*- -vay of God.” Again, ‘the Israelites cried for food, and God at the word of Moses sent quails, and covered the camp, and the Israelites ate, and were satisfied, satisfied with the act of God, but the spirit of Moses would not rest until he saw through the act to the heart- beat of God, and he saw in quails, in rain, in fire, everywhere, when God spoke, he saw His way. And once, when he climbed the mountain and stood in the presence of Jehovah for forty days, so catching the heart-beat of the Infinite that his face shone with peculiar glory, and he must needs cover it with a veil ere the chil- dren of Israel would look upon him. Would you know the difference be- tween Moses and the children of Israel? Their bones were buried in the wilderness, while he, long after, climbed Nebo’s- height, and, as the old tradition says, God kissed his spirit from his body and buried the clay with His own hand, and gath- ered the soul to His bosom. We have heard from him once since, when on the Mountain of Transfigur- ation with Elijah he talked with the man of sorrows concerning the death which He should accomplish at Jeru- salem. Moses lives because he learned the ways of God. And would you know the secret of this in every- day life? Some of you have said: “I am poor; I was born poor, and I have held my own.” , I saw a poor woman the other day. I was directed through a gate into a pasture, down over a hill, through another gate into a green plot of meadow, and there was a little lonely house. The chairs were poor, the stool was broken— poverty everywhere, save only in the face of the woman. Every joint save one was stiff with incurable disease, and with the right hand she toiled busily on for the little ones taht gath- ered about her feet. I thought that I would bring her a word of consola- tion, but it was I that was consoled, for in the silence and sorrow of pov- erty God had talked to her, and her face shone with His beauty, and her eye was bright with His glory. Her words were like ointment poured forth. She lived in the heart of the beatitudes. And once I saw a rich man whose money came easy, and one day he heard the voice of God, and like a brook from the mountain he poured forth his dollars to sweet- en and bless society, as the brook makes beautifulthemeadows through which it runs on its way to the ocean. He had learned the way of God in riches. And this is what I would say whether the gift be poverty or riches, sickness or health, prosperity or ad- versity, cloud or shine—they are but the acts of God, and out of these acts He allows us to weave the story of His love, and to learn the .beautiful lesson of His ways to the children of men. Could I tell it all in one word, it is this: Can you remember the days when the smoke of the awful war be- tween the North and the South was beginning to drift toward the ocean? Can you remember the last days of the war? One incident lingers in my memory, It was up in the Adiron- dack Mountains. A boy had gone from the home early in the sixties— gone to the war. Day after day a mother had prayed — prayed with such importunity, prayed with such faith, that the boy might come home —but the winter of ’65. in March, the snow had fallen so deep that it covered the fence, and then a thaw, and then a frost, and the crust was so thick that a beast could walk over it without breaking through. In the early days of March a friend walked L fourteen miles over the mountains. He came to the home, and brought a paper, and said: ‘‘A battle has been fought, a battle down on the ocean at Fort Fisher, and a stronghold has been taken.” And then his voice grew hoarse. He said the battle had cost us much, and then a tear came into his eye, and then he read a long list of the slain, and when his voice spake one word it read: ‘Charles L——, killed in the fort, buried in the trenches. And the woman did not cry out, but went up stairs and stayed there all the rest of that day and that night, and until the after- noon of the next day. We thought she might never come down, for we had learned of Moses in the presence of God. But in the afternoon she ‘came down, and her face shown like the face of an angel. In the secret of a great sob you may learn the se- cret of God. The secret of the Lord is with them that fear Him, end He will show them His covenants. The Chief Duty. There are times when it is a duty to make money; but the man does not live whose chief duty it is to make money, nor whose chief atten- tion can safely be given to money- making. If one gives money-making first place, both his work an:. his judgment are undermined and un- reliable. If he lets the opportunity to make money be the usual deter- mining factor in his decisions, he is building character on about as stable a foundation as that man who heard Christ's words and did them not. In at least nine cases out of ten there is a better reason for or against any given course of action than a money- making reason. Those who will not believe this soon come to be recog- nized by their fellows as branded by the dollar mark. And such a mark is the sign of a slavery which robs life of all its real richness. Make a Friend of Christ. As we must spend time in cultivat- ing our earthly friendships if we are to have their blessings, so we must spend time in cultivating the com- panionship of Christ. Be Kind. God has put In our power the hap- piness of those about us, and that is largely to be secured by our being kind.—Henry Drummond. EAT TONS OF MUSKRATS. High Livers in New York Get Them as “Swamp Rabbits.” That New York city is one of the largest consumers «f muskragts as food is not known to most patrons of the game dealers. Chicago, which is its only rival as eater of muskrats, finds room for countless barrels of “swamp rabbit” caught along the -fa- mous marshes-on Lake Michigan. ¢ New York’s muskrats come from Chesapeake Bay, for the most part. The trade is a large one. There are shipping points on the bay from which 80,000 muskrat pelts are sent yearly to our fur dealers. The carcasses of two-thirds of these animals are bar- reled and sent by steamer to Balti- more commission merchants. A barrel holds about 200 muskrat carcasses. They are worth to the shipper from $5 to $10 a barrel, and the trappers find that it pays to save the meat. An ordinary season on an 80-acre marsh will bring from "1,000 to 2,000 pelts, worth from $250 to 8500. Yif to this is added the “bring” of from $25 to $60 for the meat, a considerable sum is added to the trap- pers’ income. A thousand rats a season is a small catch for a profes- sional trapper. Mert Robbins, of Blackwater, on the eastern shore of Maryland, averages 200 rats a day during. the season on his marshes. He hires from three to five men to tend his snares and traps, and shoot over his decoys. Last year he clear- ed mor ethan $3,000. He ships a bar- rel of muskrats a day to Baltimore by the steamers. The meat of the muskrat is very dark. Its flavor is as delicate as a rabbit's. During the trapping season muskrat flesh is on sale in all the butcher shops along the Eastern Shore especially at Cambridge, Crisfield, and other “water towns.” The butchers buy it from the trappers, paying from two to four cents a carcass. The rats are then sold to town people at the uniform price of four for a quarter. The “swamp rabbits” or “black ducks” are served at all of the cheap hotels and lodging houses once or twice a week. Sometimes they are boiled, sometimes fried, and sometimes baked. Frequently the patrons of the houses do not know what they are eating. A party of book agents in Capt. Cannon’s hotel at Cambridge ate hungrily of the meat placed be- fore them. Cannon asked them how they liked the “swamp rabbit.” “Fine!” was the answer. But when Cannon told them what it was, two out of the five left the table angrily. In New York, the knowing patrons of restaurants search down the lists of “game in season” when seeking nuskrats. When they come to “swamp rabbit” or “black squirrel” or “South- ern rabbits” they know what to ex- pect. It is apt to be just plain musk- rat shipped from Baltimore. Those who believe what they read order the animal under its tempting name and 2at without harm to, themselves of a savory dish. It would be interesting to read res- taurant lists in New York if they were revised according to common nomenclature. It would be found that much that passes for “game” is really humble muskrats and similar animals served to suit the taste of those who have never seen a muskrat on its native grass. A sportsman who frequents the fields as well as the club rooms occasionally finds musk- rats on the menus of special game din- ners. Many a housekeeper in New York, ordering gray squirrels or rab- bits “dressed” unwittingly serves at her table Chesapeake Bay muskrats. There are, of course, many people who know muskrats and eat them regularly. In some cf the foreign quarters muskrats are sold for what they are. Italians buy them in large numbers, and the ingredients of sun- dry Chinese restaurant dishes include the dark meat of the water rodent dis- gifised only by its Chinese name. Of the scores of barrels of musk- rats which come to New York during the winter months, few carcasses are wasted, and few find their way into the omnivorous cutters of soup and hash makers. Between the butchers who sell “dressed squirrels and rab- bits” and the men who are familiar with the good qualities of muskrat meat, the supply is cared for at fair prices. Of course, people who be- lieve they ought to know what they eat may object to eating muskrats under another name, but in the long run, if they eat nothing worse in their gustatory ramblings, they may con- sider themselves fortunate.—New York Times. Home. There is no place precisely like home, in America, although a sevants’ boarding house, with a livery stable in connection is a near approach. The correct home atmosphere is elu- sive. About all we positively know concerning it is that it has to be pumped in by a ventilating apparatus costing at least $20,000, which, in its turn, cannot be properly installed in a house costing less than half a mf{llion. Tastes in homes are various. The sweet home is still found in remote settlements. American men live mostly in clubs, thus ingeniously avoiding the housetop on the one hand, and the contentious woman on the other. Our ambition to own our own home is one of the stigmata of hysteria. The next thing will probably be an ambi- tion to digest our own food. A home is impossible without a woman to preside over it and a man to stagger under it.—Puck. Lord Tweedmouth, first lord of the British Admiralty, is an assiduous col- tector of old china. KEYSTONE STATE CULLINGS OLD BOATMEN MEET Those Who Worked on Pennsylvania Canal Have Annuai Reunion and Election. The surviving canal boatmen met in Blairsville for their twenty-first an- nual reunion. Seventy-five of the veterans were present and dinner was served to 150. Addresses of welcome wer delivered by Rev. Dr. Pershing of the Methodist Episcopal Church of Blairsville, and Dr. J. C. Kennedy of Pittsburg, President of the associa- tion, responded. These officers were elected: President, Irvin Horrell, Johnstown; vice president, William Adams, Johnstowi; recording secre- tary, George Rutledge, Johnstown; corresponding secretary, S. Dean Can- non, Johnstown; treasurer, M. E. Brown, Blairsville; Excursion Com- mittee, William Clowes, Z'reeport; Robert Bingham, Aspinwall; Robert Barclay, Johnstown. State Dairy and Food Commission- er Warren transmitted to Secretary of Agriculture Chritchfield his annual report for the year 1905, in which the Commissioner says.the newspapers of Pennsylvania have been of invaluable - assistance to the State authorities in their pure food campaign. The report states that there has been a gratify- ing decrease the past few years in the sale and use of adulterated foods in Pennsylvania particularly those that are regarded as of the more dan- gerous kinds, and that the future will" still further show. the value of the work of the pure food division and the fact that Pennsylvania leads in the campaign for pure food and drink. The First brigade marksmen ecarri- ed off the regimental trophy at Mt. Gretna, while the Third brigade cap- tured the prize in the rapid fire con- test. Honors went to the Third reg- iment and Second City troop, of Phil- adelphia and Thirteenth regiment, Scranton. In the regimental and cavalry matches each troop and regi: ment was represented by four men, shooting seven shots each at 200, 500 and 630 yards ranges, making a score of 105 possible for each shooter and 420 for each team. An attempt was made to blow up the residence of Fred Hancock at Apollo by dynamite. A large bole was torn in the kitchen floor and a re- frigerator was thrown across the room. This is the third attempt to kill the family during the past year. The first time strychnine was put in its milk. Later nitroglycerin was put , in the front gate with the idea that when Mr. Hancock came home the swing of the gate would set off the charge. Gen Willis J. Hulings of Oil City, was nominated for state senator on the Republican ticket by the con- ferees of the Warren-Venango dis- trict. It was the fourth meeting of the conferees, representing Hulings and BE. W. Parshall of Warren. The nomination was made unanimous on the fourth ballot after a two-hour session. It is the first time in 16 years that a Venango county man has been the nominee. Col. George B. Huff was nominated for congress at the conference held in Butler by the conferees of the But- ler-Westmoreland district. Col. Huff's conferees were James B. Whitworth, Editor L. Schuck of the Monessen News, D. L. Atkinson, H. S. Denny, Dr. Miller, Joseph A. McCurdy and Editor Harry A. Bonsell of the New Kensington Keystone. The skeleton of a man was found near Spangler by boys who were pick- ing berries. The indications are that he had been murdered and secreted in the woods almosi a year ago. No clothing was found except a suit of underwear and a pair of trousers, the pockets of which had been turned out. The climax of a long series of mis- fortunes came to the National Coal Company when their * tipple, boiler house and other equipment at North Butler went up in smoke. The com- pany was organized two years ago by William L. Mains and Alexander McDowell. ee After robbing the office of Justice Merriman at Bradenville the robber, a well-dressed young man who has not been identified, was run down and in- stantly killed killed by a train neur Derry. Property found in the pock- ets of the dead man was identified by Mr. Merriman. Directors of the Farmers Deposit National Bank of Pittsburg, have ap- proved a plan to increase the capital of that institution from $800,000 to $6,- 000,000, and a special meeting of the stockholders has been called for Sep- tember 20 to take action on the prop- osition. The Democratic conference of the Twenty-first Congressional district nominated Hugh S. Taylor of Center county on the fourth ballot, the vote standing nine for Taylor to three for W. D. Hagerty of Clearfield. W. S. Houston had his hand ampu- tated near the wrist while at work at a pressing machine in the Canons- burg Steel and Iron works. He was removed to the Canonsburg General hospital. A wire suspension foot bridge across the Juniata river near Wil- liamsburg gave way as Chester Rob- inson his wife, and two small chil- dren were crossing it, and the wife and the youngest child were drown- ed. Republicans of York county nomin- ated the following ticket: State Sen- ator, Charles C. Frick of York; Leg- fslature, George W. Drury of York, Charles S. Rost of Red Lion, and H. I.. Crumbling of Wrightsville; Jury Commissioner, Jacob F. Grim of Dal- lastown; Poor Director, Michael D. Sniyser of York. Ten thousand Knizhts cf Pythias and their friends attended the dedica- tion of the new Pythian home on the farm of the late Judge Jacob Fielder, e& half mile east of Harmony, Butler county, on the main line of the Balti- more & Ohio Ra lroad. a RR RET
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