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: An Ancient Custom.
The right of the ladies to propose
during leap year and to claim a hus-
band or a silk gown forfeit is tradi-
tionally ascribed to St. Bridget.—Ar-
gonant. -
3 The Height of Queens.
Nearly all the sovereigns of Europe
are shorter than their consorts. Our
own king, for example, is not quite so
tall as Queen Alexandra, the kaiser is
decidedly shorter than the German
empress, Queen Amelia of Portugal
was a little taller than the late Don
Carlos, the King of Spain is quite half
a head shorter than Queen Victoria
Rugenie, the czar appears quite small
beside the czarina, and so also does the
King of Italy, who scarcely reaches to
the shoulder of his beautiful queen.
The King of Norway and the Prince of
Montenegro are the only two rulers
who are very much taller than their
wives.—London Women.
Eat Plenty.
Women seem to be eating less and
less, says a London physician, and this
applies not only to working girls, but
to women of society. He bemoans the
milk and bun habit, as being one of
the worst evils in London, and at the
risk of shocking the highly proper tee-
totaler suggests that a kird of “can-
dy drink,” which appeals to women
with a sweet tooth, is about the worst
thing that any one can swallow, for it
troubles the digestive organs, though
it steals no wits away. He also makes
the statement that it is better to over-
eat than undereat. Evidently the doc-
tor has no regard for waist lines and
the edicts of fashion, which demand
that women keep thin figures.
Honeymoon in Arabia.
For seven days after the wedding
the Arab bride and bridegroom are
supposed not to leave their room. The
bride may see none of her own family
and only the women folk of her hus-
band’s, who wait on her.
She remains in all her wedding fin-
ary and paint, and does absolutely
nothing. The bridegroom generally
slips out at night after three days and
sees a few friends privately, but he per-
sistently hides from his wife’s family,
and should he by accident meet his
father-in-law before the seven days
are over he turns his back and draws
his burnous, or haik, over his face.
This is their view of a honeymoon,
and they grow as weary of it as any
Furopean couple do of their enforced
continental tour.—From the Wide
World Magazine. :
Women in Magazine Art.
‘After many years of public patience
magazine illustrators as a class tacitly
have acknowledged the necessity of
t¥&ading a story to draw good pictures
for it. Time was when the average
“artist” contented himself with a
glance at a few lines extracted from
the story which he was expected to ex-
press in an illustration. He illustrated
1 hat passage without a thought of the
context and with none too much re-
gard for the passage itself. As a re-
sult one would read, “She crossed the
room majestically and stood looking
down at him,” and in the picture
would see the heroine placidly regard-
ing the hero from the recesses of an
easy chair. As for women being blonde
in the story and brunnette in the il-
lustration, that was the rule rather
than the exception. The advent of
women into the world of magazine
flustration possibly has had something
to do with the reform. No woman ar-
tist would draw a heroine with her
hat on when the text called for an op-
era scarf. She would not have a
character sitting when he or she should
stand. Nor would she make the hero-
ine look 36 years old in Chapter 1 and
18 in chapter II. Anyway, whether
the credit be due to womankind or
merely to progress in the general con-
scientiousnss of illustrators, the result
is gratifying.—New York Press.
Ethel is a ‘‘Horsey” Woman.
The coming debutante of the White
House is in every sense a true daugh-
ter of her father, says the Dellneator.
It is not often that the White House
Jao the good fortune to harbor two
arming debutantes of a single presi-
dency. Alice Roosevelt is “wooed and
married and a’, but here comes her
sister Ethel to make her first formal
bow next year. Ethel Rodsevelt is ex-
tremely popular with her friends, of
her own age as well as with older peo-
ple.
The former like her for her good
temper and high spirits, the latter,
for her womanly ways and her ex-
treme devotion to her mother. Mrs.
Roosevelt and her daughter are thor-
ough “chums.”
Of course she loves horses—her fa-
pers daughter could not help it.
‘Theodore, at home from Harvard for
akin
his vacation, remarked in a supérior.
manner after listening to a long ac-
Qubt of the virtues of Montauk, her
own horse, “I haté a horsey woman,
thel!” “Well,” retorted the girl un,
abashed, “I'd rather be talking about
an olmost human horse than abdut a
lot of college fellows!”
* She Is an “all-around girl.” In the
last year or two she has shot up amaz-
ingly, and the shy, awkward little girl
who went to the White House will
leave it & stately young womah with a
frank charm of manfief that is sure to
carry her to brilliaht social sufcess.—_
~ Bewalils Scarcity of Talkers. '
“Good talkers are scarcc these days,”
said recently a matron in an address
to a woman’s club. “I'm not holding
forth for the dame of Colonial times,
who could pass whole days in chitchat
and never make herself or anybody
else the wiser. But I do draw a com-
parison between the matron of today
and the sensible" woman of a genera-
tion or two ago who could interest al-
most any one without becoming slangy
on one hand or pedantic on the other.
Whether the woman of the sixties and
seventies had more or less to think
about than her daughter of this age
I won’t undertake to say. Certainly,
she talked better. True, she didn’t
make platform speeches. Victoria
Woodhull -and Tennie Clafin were re-
garded as freaks when they began ad-
dressing crowds, and such daring
thinkers as Susan B. Anthony and
Elizabeth Cady Stanton often received:
scant courtesy at the hands of the
very men who went miles to listen
to them. But of good talkers in the
home circle and the sewing society
there was an abundance. I dare say
it must have been because they bent
their minds on more serious subjects
than does the average woman of today.
For thought, you know may be regard-
ed as an essential of good talking, and
the blind devotion to fads characteris-
tic of the twelfth century cannot take
the place of good, hard thinking.—
New York Press.
Pathetic Olid Age.
The death of Mrs. Letitia Tyler
Semple ought to be a reminder of a
condition that may one day become
the cause of national discredit and
perhaps is one already. Mrs. Sem-
ple was the niece of President Tyler.
She was mistress of the White House
when she was twenty-one years of age.
She died at the age of eighty-six. She
was totally blind, very lonely, and
pitifully poor. She was in an institu-
tion that was not exactly a charity, al-
though it is maintained by an endow-
ment fund. The Louise Home, where
Mrs. Semple died, is for Southern wo-
men of good birth and family who can
pay a modest price for the shelter af-
forded. them, and Mrs. Semple lived
there for some few years, having pre-
viously conducted a school for young
girls at Baltimore.
Mrs. Semple was a gracious and
lovely mistress of the White IiQuse.
She was married at nineteen, when Mr,
Semple was in the United States navy.
Upon the outbreak of the war, he re-
signed at once and entered the Con-
federate navy. When the war was
over he found his health broken, his
money and property gone, and nothing
but trouble and distress ahead for
himself and his: wife. Fortunately
they had no children, so Mrs. Semple
went to Baltimore, leaving her hus-
band in Virginia. He died some years
later and his wife continued with her
school in Baltimcre until she was no
longer able to attend to it. Then she
came to Washington and entered the
Louise Home, where she died.
Mrs. Semple was the only remaining
member of her immediate family, al-
though she has many nieces and neph-
ews living in the south and in Cali-
fornia. The last visit she made to the
White House was during the adminis-
tration of President Pierce, with
whom she was on terms of intimate
friendship. She has been invited to
the White House many times since, but
she has put the invitations all aside.
Memories were too bitter for that.
That a lady who was once mistress of
the White House should be allowed to
die in poverty and in neglect seéms
hardly consonant with the eternal
fitness of things, and hardly in keep-
ing with the national dignity.—Argo-
nant.
Fashion Notes.
Pockets appear in the newest knit-
ted silk underwear.
Plenty of black silk jackets, trimmed
with braid ornaments and braid em-
broideries, will be seen.
The embroidered vest and lace jabot
are a costly feature of the coats which
form a part of the Louis costumes as
worn in Paris.
Solid colors, changeable, stripes,
plaids and checks are all in favor, with
the plaids slightly in the lead because
of their novelty.
Scarfs of tulle or chiffon edged with
heavy fringe, 'tasels or beading whose
weights keeps them in place are very
smart for ball or dinar frocks.
The gored skirt is certainly going to
be the favorite, but it will be arranged
in so many different ways that one’s
gowns will have no suggestion of same-
ness. i
Oriental silks, or at least silks with
Oriental designs “whose predominant
color is the same as the skirts with
which they are to be worn, are used
for new blouses.
Petticoats are mostly sheath-fitting.
This effect is produced either by a
shaped yoke at the waist or else by
darts. The tailored silk petticoats is
the first favorite.
The difficulties of tailoring light
weight goods have been so far over-
come that now chiffon panamas, voiles,
the lightest of worsteds ,taffetas and
tussahs are shown in tailored suits.
If a woman has pretty shoulders,
she will want one of the transparent
V-shaped yokes cut in one with one
collar which is such a pretty fashion.
It should be fitted without a wrinkle
and cut very high.
THE PULPIT.
A BRILLIANT SUNDAY SERMON BY
THE REV. ROBERT COLLYER.
Subject: Toward the Sunset.
Brooklyn, N. Y.— The venerable
but still vigorous Dr. Robert Colyer
preached in the First Unitarian
Church Sunday morning to a large
congregation. His subject was
“Looking Toward Sunset,” and for
his text he took the two passages of
Scripture: I. Timothy 4:8: “The
promise of the life that now is and of
that which is to come,” and II. Cor-
inthians 15:53: ‘This mortal must
put on immortality.” Dr. Collyer
said:
I think it is no wonder, as the
years come and go, and we fare on
toward the sunsel of the life that
now is, the heart‘in us should feel a
touch of dismay now and then when
we try to imagine ourselves out of
the body, but the same man or wom-
an, away from the world we live in,
yet still in a home which will be.
homelike and welcome, and .of a day
when the seasons will be no more
what they have been or the sun and
stars, the streets on which we walk
or the homes in which we dwell. A
time when we can clasp hands no
more with friends; sit no more at the
table and join in the cheery talk, go
to our work in the morning and when
the day’s stint is done go home, take
some book we love best to read and
then go to sleep through the silent,
shadowy hours to wake again in the
morning and find that God has made
all things new. And I think this
touch of dismay may well be of all
things natural and therefore right,
because we are in this body and find
that in the measure of our life is our
loyalty to the things we can touch
and see. To the feeble aged this loy-
alty to the world he lives in is no
more than an.instinet to hold on, but
in those who. are still hale and strong
it is a loyalty for which they can give
good reason. They love the fra-
grance of the opening spring that fills
them with the old delight, and the
summer with her fruits and flowers,
and the golden treasures of the au-
tumn, and the white glory of the win-
ter. All this is so dear and human
‘that it cofnes a little hard to think of
a time when all this can be no more
what it is here and now. And so it
ought to be. If the option were giv-
en to many of us while the tides of
life run deep and full to exchange
this life for the splendors of the ce-
lestial city, to give up the fight for
the necessaries of life, for the white
robes, the harps and crowns, most of
us would hesitate to say, we love this
best, after all, and do not want to
give it up, no matter what may be
waiting in the blessed life to come.
The gravitation of our being binds us
to our planet, and we cannot cry,
“Oh, that I had wings like a dove;
then would I flee away and be at
rest.”
Nor do I think that God's gift of
life should be thought of as if it
were in quarantine and this world a
place to have done with, the sooner
the better. Some such conclusion, I
know, may come ffom brooding over
the ills of life, or to those who have
drained their life of all its pleasant-
ness. The men who have talked in
this strain are men who were either
out of sorts cr else they did not prac-
tice what they preached. The men
who have done the most and best
were of an abounding human life,
and while they were on the way to
join the saints they could go hunting
with St. Augustine or play or sing
with Luther. So of the men who
have no special claim to a place
among the saints. They loved their
own land like good Sir Walter Scott,
the waters and to go afishing like
Isaac Walton and Paley, who once
told a friend that he could not think
of writing another word in his once
famous book on the evidences until
fly-fishing was over. .
No one thing in this universe can
be of deeper moment to a whole and
sound man than his own proper per-
sonal life. You may talk to him for-
ever about being lost in the infinite,
he will still cling to himself as the
true factor and say, with a very no-
ble man I knew who has gone out of
the bed to God’s house: ‘I prefer hell
to annihilation.”” The angels are well
enough, but he would not be an an-
gel. Angels have had no mothers to
croon over them, by what we can
make out, or fathers to romp with
them. They never fell in love when
the time came, wondering over their
rare fortune, or made homes where
the children clung about their knees,
or fought strong battles for the truth
and the right, or wept over graves.
Angels, then, must be poor where
such a man is rich, or rich in some
way he cannot as yet understand. He
has solved the problem so far of his
own personal identity and would not
have it resolved into the grandest
presence that ever trod the earth.
These years, with their clustering
memories, are his own years. They
stand out clear and reveal to the man
his own life. A poor thing, he may
say, but mine own; full of mistakes,
but mine own. I want to keep
track; of myself. Send me where you
will, but let me be sure that I am still
the man who is now living this hu-
man life, as those are who have lived
human lives with me. ‘The kind,
the true, the brave, the sweet who
walk with us no more,” they will be
there in the life to come, not un-
clothed but clothed upon and then I
shall rest in hope for: -
It is the dear belief
That on some solemn shore,
Beyond the reach of grief,
We find our own once more;
Beyond the sphere of time,
And sense and fate’s control,
Serene in changeless prime,
Dwells the immortal soul.
This faith I fain would keep,
This hope would not forego:
Eternal be the sleep,
If not to waken so.
There must be another life to round
this out and clothe it with perfec-
tion. The tree loses nine blossoms
-for one globe of fruit; the wild things
let their young go forth and. forget;
the flocks are kith and kin, but one
is taken and another left and to-mor-
row it is all the same. They do not
regret their mistakes or sorrow for
their sins as I must, but old friends
sa taken and I am left, those dear
to me as my life or dearer, and I
cannot prevent this longing after
them because they are part of my-
self and I am only as shards and
shreds of the whole fair circle. My
soul demands, if, being mine here,
they are not mine hereafter. And in
looking into my own life I can see
where I have missed my way and
wanf to try again. I am only a learn-
er. I want still to learn and turn my
lesson to some noble use. So what
can this incompleteness mean which
haunts but the intimation of com-
pleteness? This claim as it seems to
me is founded in fair reason, and we
hold the right to see the account
come out fair and trueon this ground,
if on no other.
May I not say once more that the
vears as they come and go should
bring the heart to understand that
this we call death should not be
thought of—and especially by those
who like myself have had a long lease
of life—as a bane but a blessing, and
not to. die while so surely would :this
world be the loser by our staying;
hat those who love us most dearly
would pray that we might be set free
from the burden of the over many
years. For it would make no mat-
ter to the creatures of the lower cre-
ation we have glanced at, if their life
could run on forever in the old kindly
grooves, because they must measure
their life by their instincts, and the
present moment is the perfect sphere.
They want -no better, as they fear no
worse, and take no thought for the
morrow. The squirrel has his nuts
and the bee his honey,and so through
all the spheres of their life.
But here lies the distinction be-
tween our life and theirs: Where they
have instincts we have memories,
where they have habits we have out-
looks and inlooks, anticipations and
reflections, and our manhood on the
line to which we have risen holds in
its heart our cross and our “crown.
The glamor of youth is mine no
more; yet, I may remember with ten-
der regret and I may in some dim
fashion be aware why the eternal
love should give me the blessed boon
of death, when I have drank my fill
at the fountain of life down here and
it is time to cross the bar. And then
I must take this truth home to my
heart: that by the time I have had
enough of life the world I live in now
may have had enough of me. So I
must not only get out of the world,
but out of the way, so that the new
man may have room for the work he
must do. To most of us the time
comes when we begin to trace the
truth of the new time by the lines of
longitude and forget the lines of lati-
tude; we do not believe in the new
man from the Lord, but want the old
man and manhood that will be true
to our line of measurement. Again,
when we grow old the knowledge of
the evil in the world begins to lie
like lead on us, while the knowledge
of the good can hardly hold its own.
One man in ten may takesme in and
I lose more grace by that one man
than I gain by the nine who did not;
I think ‘more of the bitter.than the
sweet, brood over the cruelty and for-
get the mercy.
While I must say, with the great
apostle, “It doth not yet appear what
we shall be,” I would hold on well to
the faith that I shall be myself when
I pass from the shadows of the seen
and temporal into the light of thse
unseen and eternal. I shall pass out
of one room in the “many mansions”
into another, and what treasure in
the heaven was mine here will be
mine there, while that which is to
come will not seem so much another
life as the ripeness and perfecting of
this life that now is. We may say
we know nothing about the mystery
of the life beyond, but this is not
true if we believe in Him who
“brought life and immortality to
light.” We know enough to keep
the heart from trouble, and this is
what we need to know, for it was
the heart’s love which brought us
here, that nursed us forth, bore with
us, believed in us and hoped for us,
and never failed—and that death
cannot slay.
And so I love to believe in—what
shall I call the solidarity of life here
and hereafter, and that I am to be
myself whatever befalls—the myself
I long to be—released from ‘‘the
body of this death,” and to bear with
me all that is best worth God’s sav-
ing in my life down here; and not a
flower has bloomed, or a well sprung
up for my blessing, or a bird sung,
or a dear friend clasped hands with
mine, or tears fallen, or laughter rip-
pled out of a pure joy, to be forgot-
ten. I would be myself, and myself
this soul, which has stored up essence
of all that shall be of an immortal
worth since I lay a babe in the cradle
so far away in time and space.
What care 1
Though falls the sky
And the shriveling earth to a cinder
: turn:
No fires of doom
Can ever consume
What never was made, nor meant to
burn.
- areas m—————
The Man of Prayer.
No words can describe the bless-
fngness of a soul which lives in com-
munion with God; asking and receiv-
ing, seeking and finding, knocking
and having the door opened, wrote
Thomas Adam, over a century ago.
For what is happiness but this? Or
how can we describe it better than by
saying that a man wishes for the
very thing he sought and is sure to
have it? And such is the man of
prayer, the Christian. « He chooses
the fountain of all happiness for his,
portion, and can not be disappointed
of his desire. He is happy in the
very act of prayer, knowing it to be
the right frame of his mind, the proof
of his renewed state and his capacity
for receiving blessing from God.
Bia een ier tn
Preparing Prayer.
All personal work must be perme-
ated with love. A perfunctory invi-
tation or a word spoken without sym-
pathy and love will not prove effec-
tive. The spirit in which we approach
an unsaved person may render use-
less all our labors. Preparation by
prayer is necessary before we under-
take personal work. If you are in
communion with God, it is much eas-
jer to get into touch and communion
with your fellow men.
In Thine Inner Chamber.
Having entered into thine inner
chamber, shut thy door against the
care and fret of life, against earthly
loves and passions, against thoughts,
against bad self, but more closely
against good self. Turn thine ear
and hearken to the living God, who
dwells in His yielded temple.—Edgar
K. Sellew.
PENNSYLVANIA STATE NEWS
MINISTER GOES TO JAIL.
Charged With Sending f>bscene Pic-
tures Through Mail.
Scranton.—Judge Archbald in the
United States court here, sentenced
the Rev. H. E. Zimmerman of Oma-
ha, Neb., formerly a Lutheran minis-
ter in Dickinson, this state, to six
months’ imprisonment and to pay a
fine of $100 for sending obscene pic-
tures through the mails. The charges
against Zimmerman created a sensa-
tion.
When he was arraigned Zimmer-
man pleaded guilty and some of the
members of his former congregation
testified to his good character. The
#@lefendant sought to excuse his con-
8uct on the ground that he needed
the pictures In connection with a
magazine article which was in the
course of preparation.
CERTIFICATES SENT OUT
Over 3,000 Nomination Petitions Acted
on at Harrisburg.
Harrisburg.—Certificates of all
nomination petitions filed at the cap-
itol were sent out to the county com-
missioners of the counties in the
state. There were over 3,000 names
certified.
Eight names have been withdrawn,
those withdrawing today being J. J.
Dropeskey, of Mt. Carmel (Republi-
can), named for the legislature in
Northumberland county; John R.
Fortig (Republican), Lebanon, named
for the legislature; M. T. Garvin,
(Democrat), first legislative district,
Lancaster.
HELD UP AND SHOT
Miner Will Die as Result of En-
counter With Foreigners.
Greensbhurg—James Daruley, a min-
er, 52 years old, was fatally shot
when he and three companions were
held up at night by three foreigners
near Hempfield Slope, one mile east
of Greensburg. Darnley, his* son
George, his son-inlaw, John Proctor,
and James Neilson were returning to
their homes at Hempfield Slope at
midnight when three men jumped out
from behind an embankment. One
of the trio fired a revolver into the
air and then fired twice at Proctor,
but missed. The older Darnley rush-
ed at the thug with his revolver and
two bullets were sent in his direc-
tion, one entering his groin.
One of the foreigners, Mike Stro-
back, was captured and is now in the
county jail. The older Darnley was
carried to his. The physicians
say there is no chance of recovery.
BLOWN TO PIECES
Nothing Left But Hole in the Ground
and Shreds of Human Bodies.
Greensburg—Three persons, com-
posing all the male members of the
family, were literally blown to pieces
by dynamite at Acme, five miles east
of Mt. Pleasant. The dead are:
David H. Brown, aged 50; Roy
Drown, aged 17; Clark Brown, aged
5.
David Brown was postmaster at
Acme and conducted a general store
at the village. Accompanied by his
two sons, Roy and Clark, he went to
a large field back of his store late
in the afternoon to dynamite stumps.
They took with them 25 pounds of
the explosive. No one saw the ac-
cident, but it is supposed that when
they set off the first charge they
left the rest of the dynamite too near
with the result that it was exploded.
A deafening report was heard, and
when an investigation was made a
big hole was found in the ground,
while shreds of human bodies lay
scattered about. The trunk of the
father’s body was recovered, but only
small pieces of the other bodies have
been found. Postmaster Brown's
wife and two daughters are left.
Three Killed by Train.
Harrisburg.—The bodies of three
foreigners were found beside the
Pennsylvania railroad tracks, near
Newport, Perry county. The men
had evidently been walking the track
and were struck by a fast express, as
all were badly mangled. The sup-
position is that they were killed in
the night. When the bodies were
taken to Newport they were identified
as Italians living in that town.
To Codify Mine Laws.
Harrisburg.—The state commission
for the preparation of a code of mine
laws will meet in Pittsburg where a
list of the suggestions made by oper-
ators and miners and from observa-
tion by commissioners will be sub-
mitted. The report will be drafted
this fall. The commission is head-
ed by Chief Roderick.
Odd Fellows Lose Equipment.
Franklin.—The building occupied
by the general store of Borland &
Felt and the Rockland postoffice was
struck by lightning late last night
and burned. The loss is $15,000 with
$10,000 insurance. All the mail mat-
ter was burned. The Odd Fellows
lodge equipment was destroyed.
Reading ©uspends Crews.
Reading.—The Reading railway in-
definitely suspended 15 crews, be-
cause of a lack of business and in
order to give employes longest in the
service opportunity to make more
time. This order applies to all di-
visions and it is estimated that 200
men are affected.
Three Charged With Murder.
Butler—The Pittsburg Synod of
the Lutheran Church will be asked to
settle the differences between the
Emanuel] Lutheran congregation of
Prospect and Rev. Amos Bartholo-
mew, who has filed suit to collect
$692.46 back salary.
Greensburg—Excitement reigns at
Delmont over the discovery of gas in
the first sand on the W. F. Adair
farm, leased by the Pittsburg Plate
Glass Company.
SECOND TRIAL POSTPONED.
Next Capitol Case will Be Tried In
Month of May.
Harrisburg.—The second Capitol
tria] will begin May 11, instead of
March 23.
Judge Kunkel today granted the
postponement, on request of counsel
for Architect Joseph M. Huston, with
the assent of counsel for the . Com-
monwealth and the attorneys for the
other defendants.
The delay is due to the unexpect-
ed failure of the efforts in behalf of
a severance for Architect Huston,
who is a defendant named in the in-
dictment, along with Congressman
H. Burd Cassel, ex-Auditor General
William P. Snyder, ex-State Treasur-
er William L. Mathues, ex-Superin-
tendent James M. Shumaker and
Traveling Auditor Frank Irvine.
Attorney General Todd and hig as-
sociates refused to assent to a sever-
ance unless Huston would give the
Commonwealth some information
that would be of value in the prose-
cution of the case against the others.
GOES TO AID DOG, DIES
Hollidaysburg Woman Drops Lamp
and Is Burned With House.
Mrs. Martha Carfwright, a widow
of Hollidaysburg, arose from her
bed at night to go downstairs to
care for a pet dog. She dropped a
lighted lamp and was burned to
death. The house was destroyed.
Her son, William Cartwright, jumped
from an upstairs window and was se-
riously injured.
Arrest Saloonkeepers.
Pottsville. — Twenty-four saloon-
keepers and wholesale liquor dealers
in Shenandoah and Union township
were arrested by agents of the Penn.
sylvania Anti-Saloon league, charged
with violating the liquor laws. The
saloonkeepers are charged with sell-
ing on Sunday, and the wholesalers
with selling at retail. All will be
brought here for hearings.
Health Officers Close Church.
Johnstown.—Because the Polish
Catholic congregation of Conemaugh
ignored a request to suspend serv-
ices officers entered the church and
compelled all to leave. A week ago
the Health Board ordered all places
of public assemblage closed on ac-
count of a threatened epidemic of
diphtheria. Officer WV. T. Kissell, it
is alleged, was struck by one of the
congregation.
Will Borrow $9,000,000.
Philadelphia—Following a confer-
ence of city officials Mayor Reyburn
announced that imediate steps would
be taken to borrow $9,000,000 under
loan bills authorized by ccuncil a
year ago to put under way municipal
improvements which will give work
to the city’s uneniployed. It. is
thought the money can be raised in
about 15 days.
Blast Killed Him.
Allentown—Charles Lichtenwalner
of Macungie township, was struck by
a rock from a blast fired by men at
work on his farm and instantly kill-
ed. Mr. Lichtenwalner, who was
55 years old, and a member of a
prominent family in Lehigh county,
had just alighted from a train to in-
Deu his place when the blast was
red.
Not Within Purview of Act.
Harrisburg—In an opinion given to
State Superintendent of Public In-
struction Schaeffer, Deputy Attorney
General Fleitz decides that county,
city and borough school superinten-
dents do not come within the purview
of the corrupt practices act of 1906.
Sharon Man Honored.
Sharon.—Henry M. Cohen of Sha-
ron, has been appointed district
deputy grand president of the B’nal
B’rith lodges for Northwestern Penn-
sylvania. The district embraces
Meadville, Corry, Oil City, Erie, Ti-
tusville, Sharon and Bradford.
Butler—The Butler Fair and Driv-
ing Park Company has decided that
beginning with the 1908 exihibit next
September all displays will be lim-
ited to residents of Butler county, be-
cause professionals from other coun-
ties have been taking nearly all the
live stock premiums.
Electric Shock Is Fatal.
Altoona.—Richard Marks, agec 16,
was electrocuted at the home of his
aunt, Mrs. James A. Davis. He was
repairing an incandescent socket and
his aunt turned on the current. Marks
received the charge of 120 volts and
was killed instantly.
Negro Acquitted.
Indiana.—John Lindsay, a Pittsburg
negro, was acquitted of killing his
roommate, Mose Hudson, 15 months
ago. The men were employed in the
mines at Sagamore. Lindsay disap-
peared the day Hudson was killed,
but returned last fall and was arrest-
ed. -
Washington.—Ninety-five cents and
a raincoat was all the loot secured by
burglars who visited the new Waynes-
burg & Washington station here.
New Castle.—Attorney J: W.
Humphrey of Ellwood has been ap-
pointed receiver of the estate of Os-
car T. Adams, an Ellwood business
man who has been missing two weeks.
Friends of Adams fear he has com-
mitted suicide.
Ends life in Cell.
Warren—James Nixson, a prisoner
in the city lockup, committed suicide
| by hanging. Nixson was charged
| with stealing a coat. He fastened
|one end of his belt about his neck
| and the other end to the top of his
cell.
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| Washington—Washington
| through the medium of the
|ton and Jefferson College
| Society,
Washing-
Cotillon
{ Club, has placed the ban on the barn
| dance because it is “rought and rude
{and not a society dance.”