The star. (Reynoldsville, Pa.) 1892-1946, December 19, 1894, Image 1

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VOLUME 3.
REYNOLDSVILLE, PENN'A, WEDNESDAY, DECEMIJEU 19, 1891.
NUMIJEH 32.
Wt let Hard Times keep you awau!
THE. LITTLE ONES WILL WAN!
Christmas Presents
tins year just tho name as oilier
tern for everything
HQLID
AY
We have the Largest stock in UeynoMsville. Toys of all
kinds. Dolls and Doll Carriages for the Little
Folks. Hooks, Alliums, Toilet Cases,
Plush Goods, and Fancy Articles for
the Older People. Sensible
(lifts for Everybody.
A Full Line of
Bibles, Testaments, Hymnals,
Gospel Songs, Poems, Etc.
Books of all kinds are away down. You can get them at
your own price. Remember that we have the
Laroesi stock 01 Musical Goods
in town. Violins, Guitars, Mandolins, Harmonicas, Hanjos,
Accordions, Flutes, fcc. A full line of Violin, Guitar
and Banjo Strings and musical trimmings of every
description. You will find our stock complete
and prices of goods lower than ever.
Remember the place
THE REYNOLDS DRUG STORE,
Main Street,
W. B. ALEXANDER, Prop.
1st
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-BY
Jan.
ALL OUR STOCK OTP
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0
We have rented our store room to Mrs. S. B,
Gilbloom, of Punxsutawney, Pa.,
for a Clothing Store.
ALL SHOES will be sold at Cost and Car
riage. Money saved by all who
buy Shoes from us!
HENRY A. REED.
years. We are hendqunr
in the line of
GO
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1, '95,
DOS!
So
REX MORITUR EXSUL
MWo know no kin, no (V., no mnntor, wel"
Whnt wonrtrr when yonr pa-mlonn know nc
TtUWtvT
When morbid, moonstruck, monsutvlrM van
ity. Th mnok of tint ton a, whirl yon frwtor
Toward tho stocp doom of downfall and dim
tvr
A ruin dcopor thnn tho nnfnthntnpd sn?
Vnlnttlorlons fool, your rhronlo nif is vnlnl
Birth mynl in nnturo'n (rift, n hrnvrn or brntn,
And miturnl right thrum high nbova youi
mob
Of silly months nnd mow, whom nlrndt-t
Tho froth of Individual Impotonoo
Blira to ridiculous rnt(o that fntn would rob
Thw sun of right to shinn in hi'avi-n, if thmre
Absintho nrrvptt might thrill and pothouse
pulsea throb.
C. J. B. In Acadomy.
WOKKS HE STUDIED.
THE KIND OF LITERATURE THAT IN
TERESTED NAPOLEON.
He Jell t'tliler tho Inflame of Abbe Ker
nel, Who Advlurd Illm to Reed Mar
llrfnre Writing lie Wes Pertlnl to Hli
torjr, I'nllllr mill fleogrnphr.
Rousseau bad been tho prophet aud
forerunner of tlio now social disponsn
tiim. The scheme fur npplying its prin
ciples in found in n work whioh bears
tho uamu of a wry nietliocro mini, the
Abho Ilayunl, a tunn who enjoyed in
lits ilny nn extended mid splendid repu
tation whioh now appears to have had
only tho slender foundation)) of tinnier
itrd persecution nnd tho friendship of
superior men. In 1770 nppeurvd over
his 11:0110 a vohmio of which ho wns tho
compiler, lint not tho ntithor. "Philo
sophicnl nnd Political History of tho
Establishments mid Commerce of the
European!! In tho Two Indies" is a mis
cellany compounded of extracts from
many sources nnd of short essays by
Raynnl's brilliant acquaintances on su
perNtition, tyranny nnd similar themes.
Tho reputed author hud written for the
puhlio prints nnd hud published several
works, none of which attracted atten
tion. The amazing success of this one
was not remarkable if, ns tho critics
now believe, at least a third of the book
was by Diderot. The position of the self
styled author ns a man of letters imme
diately becamo a foremost one, and such
was the vogue of tho work that tho au
thorities Dually became alarmed. A
dramatic climax to Raynnl's renown
was secured when in 1781 the vol
ume was condemned to be bnrned and
the writer fled for safety into exile. The
storm had finally subsided, ho had re
turned to Franco, and communication
was opened between the great man and
bis aspiring reader.
"Not yet 18," nro thestnrtling words
in the letter writton by Bonaparte, "I
am a writer. It is the ago when we
must learn. Will my boldness subject
me to yonr raillery? No; I am sure. If
indulgence be a mark of true gouius,
yon should have much indulgence. I
inclose chapters 1 and 3 of a his
tory of Corsicn, with an outline of tho
rest. If you approve, I will goon; if
you ndviso me to stop, I will go no fur
ther. " These chapters as they rnmu to
Raynnl's hands are not in existence, so
far as is known, and posterity can never
judge how monumental tliuir author's
assurance was. The abbe's reply was
kindly, but he advised the novice to
complete his researches and then to re
write his pieces. Bonaparte was not
unwilling to profit by the counsels he
received. Soon nfter, in July, ho gave
two orders tonGenovose bookseller, one
for books concerning Corsica, another
for tho memoirs of Mine, de Warensand
her servant, Claudo Aunt, which are a
sort of supplement to Rousscnu's "Con
fessious. " Tho young historian's letter
teems with bad spelling and bad grnm
mar, but it is saturated with the spirit
of his tlmo.
Some of the lagging days wore not
only spent in novel rending, aa the em
peror in after years confessed to Mme.
de Romusat, bnt in attempts at novel
writing to relieve the tedium of idle
hours. It is said that first and last Bo
naparte read "Werthor'' five times
through. Enough remains among his
boyish soribblings to show the kind of
fantastio dreams both of love and of
glory in whioh he indulged. Many en'
tertain a shrewd suspicion that amid
the gayetiea of tbe winter he lost his
heart, or thought he did, and was re
pulsed. At least, in his "Dialogue on
Love," written five years later, ha says,
"I, too, was onoe in love," and pro
ceeds, after a few lines, to decry tbe
sentiment as harmful to mankind, a
something from whioh God would do
well to emancipate it There seems to
have been in the interval no opportuui
ry r philandering ao good aa the one
be had enjoyed is the drawing rooms of
Mme. de Colombier. It has at all events
been the good fortune of that excellent
and charming woman to seoure, by this
supposition, a place in history not mere
ly as tbe influential patroness of Napo
leon, but as tbe mother of his first love.
Bnt these were bis avocations. The
real occupation of his time was stndy.
Bosides reading again the ohief works
of Rousseau and devouring the Abbe
Raynal, his most beloved author, he
also read much in the works of Voltaire,
of Filangieri, of Necker and of Adam
Smith. With notebook and ponoil he
extracted, annotated and criticised, his
mind alert and every faculty bent to the
clear apprehension of the subject in
hand. To the conception of the state as
a private corporation, which be had
imbibed from Rousseau, was now added
tbe conviction that the institutions of
Franoe were no longer adapted to the
occupations, bolft'fs"or morals of her
people, and that revolution was a neces
sity. To judge from n memoir presented
somo years later to the Lyons Academy,
ho must hnvo absorbed tho teachings of
tho "Two Indies" nlmoit rntire.
The consuming zeal for studies on tho
part of this incomprehensible youth M
probably unparalleled. Having roil
Plutarch in his childhood, he now de
voured Herodotus, Hlrnbn nnd Dlodonu.
China, Arabia nnd the Indies dazzled
his imagination, nnd what he could lay
hands npon concerning the east was
loon assimilated. England nndOormniiy
next engaged his attention, and toward
tho close of his studies Int became nrdeiit
in examining tho minutest details of
French history. It was, moreover, the
science of history nnd not of literature
which occupied him dry details of
revenue, resources and institutions. The
Sorbonno, tho bull Unlgonitus nnd
church history in general, tho chnrncter
of peoples, the origin of institutions, the
philosophy of legislation all theso ho
studied, and if tha character of his notes
is trustworthy with some thoionglinoss.
Ho also found time to read the master
pieces of French literature nnd tho
great i.Ttticnl judgments which had beeu
passed r.pon them. Professor William
M. Hloane in Century.
POLICE AND THE POODLES.
tattle. Who Want Oflleera I1i IhII. iI to Pro
tect Their lt I)ig.
"Somo folks have strnngn Ideas ns tn
tho duties of tho police forco," said the
desk sergeant.
"When I was nt tho North Chicago
nvenuo station, for instance, I remem
ber a case. A lady rang mo up 0110 niter
noon nnd said she wanted two police
men sont to her residence at once. Slie
lived on Dearborn nvenuo, nnd when
sho told me her nnme I recognized it as
that of a woll known business man. I
asked whnt tho policemen were wanted
for.
" 'They will bo told when they get
here, ' snid sha
"'But, madam,' said I, 'I couldn't
send two policemen to your honso with
out knowing what they wero going for,
even if I wanted to. It's against the
rules. '
"Sho thought it was a very strange
rule, sho said, which compelled her to
state her private business over a tele
phone, but sho finally told me what the
trouble was. She said she had been ont
walking with her little dog, and that
two very suspicions looking men had
been watohing her from the other side
of the street She was sure thoy meant
to steal the dog, and she wanted thorn
locked up When I explained to her
that we couldn't arrest anybody on such
evidence, sho gave n few more opinions
about the police and rang off.
"I had a rail something like this
from a residence in Bellovne placo.
This one camo by phone, too, and was
from a Indy. She wanted tho patrol
wagon sont to her house right away.
She declined to tell me at firHt whnt it
wns wnnted for, but when I refused to
do anything until I knew something
further sho snid nn ugly dog wns hang
ing nbout her back steps, and that sho
couldn't let her dogs out to play in tho
yard, as this dog insisted on plnying
with them and was not tho kind of a
dog she wautod her dogs to associate
with. I told her that I conldu't send
tho patrol wagon on such an errand,
but said I would havo tho dog taken to
tho pound by tho wagon on its way
there next day. Sho snid she didn't
want the dog there overnight, nnd I
suggested that perhnps ho would go
away of his own accord whon ho snw
ho was being snubbed. She hung up her
phone with a bang, and as I lonrnod
afterward reported mo at headquarters. "
Chicago Times.
Japanese Lore For Children,
Next to their frugality and exquisite
neatness a remarkable thing about the
Japanese is their great love for the lit
tle folks. Thoy have an extraordinary
talent for making thoir doll babies hap
py. They aro forever inventing oomioal
toys and designing fantastio little ploy
things to amuse them. With ns the
grandfathers and grandmamma are tbe
children's playfellows and best friends.
Over in the sonny little empire all the
world has nothing more important to
o thnn provoke the pleasure of his own
child or the Mr. Little Boy or Mis Lit
tle tiirl of his neighbor, as they are al
ways called. At the bazaar, on fete
days, at festivals and concerts, the in
desoribable little creatures are seen piok
abaok, with their sweet, round yellow
arms tightened lovingly about some big
sister's or big brother's neck. They have
peppered jam, iced beans and pickled
sweetmeats to their hearts' content de
licious tarta jellied to laurel or lemon
leaf, and aa many dolls, kites and ool
ored lanterns as they can possibly oarry
away from tbe booths. Tokyo Letter.
There War Two Kinds of FUh.
Mr. Broker says he has changed his
restaurant down town, "so he can know
what he's getting. " His mind got un
certain about his old place after an ex
perienoe he had last Friday. Friday la
"fish day" at this place, and Mr. a
likes fish when it is" just right" So
be oast his eye over the bill of fare and
remarked: "Lizzie, how is the boiled
oodflsh today? If it is good, yon may
bring me some; but, you mind, if it
isn't good I don't want it Do you see?"
Lizzie saw and departed, and then,
Mr. Broker says, be heard her oall down
tha shaft of the dumb waiter in the
rear, "One boiled ood, please, off the
new fish I" Pittsburg Bulletin,
SHORT. 8WORD3 FOR TWO.
A Story of What Might Reva Hero Among
Old Time Henntom.
The' Into Judgo L. Q. C. Lamar pos
sessed a mtnnrknblo peculiarity. Un
usual excitement soomcd to net npon hi
norvos liko nn oplnto nnd put him to
sleep. This wns strongly exemplified
nfter his remnrknblo verbal encounter
With tho great New Yorker, Mr. Conk
ling. Mr. Lamar, nfter scarifying Mr.
Conkling for life, leaving him with
burning yet deferential resentment,
closed ns follows:
"I npologizo to the sennte for thlf
seeming unparliamentary language"
(advancing to tho Now Yorker nnd
throwing his index finger full in hi
face), "lnngnago that no man, good
man, deserves, aud no brave mnn will
wear." Immediately Mr. Lamar walked
to the cloakroom on the Democratic side,
lay down on a sofa, nnd In three min
utes wns sleeping ns calmly as a babe.
There wns great excitement It wns be
lievod Mr. Conkling would not submit
to the Inngnngo applied to htm, nnd
that, while lie probably wonld not dial
lengo Lamar, being nn athlete, ho would
meet biin on the streets nnd nssnult htm.
Tho lata Senator Zeb Vance, a Hercules
In stature, who was devoted to Mr. Ln
mar, without tho knowlodgo of that gen
tleman or of nny other human being,
shndowed Mr. Lamar for somo duys, ex
plaining afterward that if Conkling ever
struck Lamar ho intended to beat him
to dentil. Mr. Vnnco, however, did not
know what those intiinntely acquainted
witli Mr Lamar knew. In all probabil
ity Mr. Lamar could have whipped
them both. Ho prided himself npon his
muscle nnd has bften said to the writer,
"1 believo I am better fitted for a prize
fighter than I am for a senator. " It was
apprehended by some that Conkling
would challenge Mr. Lnmnr. Conkling
was known to be an expert with the
short sword. Mr. Lamnr said afterward
to an intimate friend in discussing the
mntter, "If Mr. Conkling had sent me
a dial lengo, I should have chosen short
swords. "
"Why. Mr. Lamar," replied his
friend, "Conkling is an expert with the
short sword. "
"I know that, " replied the senator,
"but I took some lessons with the short
sword myself when I wns in Pnris tho
time that I was sent by tho Confederacy
on a mission to Russia."
"Why, senator," the frlond replied,
"you have not had a short sword in
your hand in 80 years."
"I know that," coolly replied the
sonatnr, "but I should have chosen short
swords. "New Orleans Picayune.
Toad Bnperetlttons
Superstitions as to toads having been
early inculcated, it has been exceeding
ly difficult to get rid of them. One rem
nant of this ancient credulity still ex
ists. It is in regard to the absolute Im
perishable character of the toad. There
are woll educnted Amoricons who be
lieve that a tond hops out alive from a
slab of etono, though he has beeu im
prisoned thero for severnl millions of
yenrs. Wo glvo in brief Dr. Bucklnnd'i
experiments with toads in 1835. He
took 13 toads nnd had tho toads put in
13 cells cut in sandstone, and over these
ho put plates of gluss. Thoy woro bur-
iod in a garden for over a yoor. When
exhumed, thoy wero all dead. Then
some wero put in porous sandstone, and
at tho end of a yonr a fnw woro found
"greatly emaciated." Whon buried fot
another year, they all diod. Toads wore
inclosed in wood, nnd they nil diod.
Tho conclusion is that, deprived of nt
mosphero or without food, toads must
die. If a toad as a tadpolo could have
entered a crovioo in a rock, it might
have grown, but would have died in
time for want of air and food. This
toad nonsense is so irradioablo that it is
supposable it never can be dissipated.
Now York Times.
Didn't Make a Bala,
A Lewiston family, whioh traces its
ancestry back beyond the Revolution,
owns an old coat whioh is supposed to
have boon worn by a major in tho colo
nial army, and whioh is stained by his
blood. This ooat hangs in showcase ln
the hall, among other curiosities, and
the family have for 60 years pointed to
the yellow stain with pride. The other
day a peddler came to the door and was
left standing in the hall to await the
lady's pleasure in seeing him. He sold
some kind of infallible soap to remove
tains, and seeing the ooat and its hon
ored stain he thought to please the
owner by removing the diBoolor.
"Yon see, madam, that this soap is
sure to remove stains of all kinds, " he
said when she appeared, and he pointed
to tbe ooat
He did not sell any soap there. Lew
iston Journal
FUh, Flash, Herring.
"Neither fish nor flesh nor good red
herring" ooours in Dry don's Epilogue
to bis Duke of Uulse(182). The Epi
logue takes the form of a dialogue be
tween tbe actress who spoke it and a
Trimmer, and ends with this exolamn
tion:
neuters, In their middle way of steer-
In 11.
They're neither flub nor flesh nor good red
nemng.
Maomillan's Magazine.
Fabre, in I85S, ended a series of ex
periments by which he oonoludod that
bycaroful cultivation for 13 years be
bad produced a speoies of perfeot wheat
from a oommon grass growing in south
era Europe.
A DOCTOR'S PRESCRIPTION.
One Cm In Whleh the Patient Wonld
Mather t ight Than Take It.
Tho mnn from tho tamaracks had
been standing around tho Brush Street
stntion so long that the policeman on
duty concluded ho would tucklo him on
suspicion, so he crossed tho street aud
approached tho muu standing on tho
sidewalk.
"What are you doing here?" inqiiirod
tho ollleer.
"Notliin, " wns tho qutot response.
"What are you going to do?"
"Nothiu."
"What nro yon after?"
"Nothin."
"Whot do yon want?"
"Nothiu."
The officer wns Rotting tired.
"Well," ho said sarcastically, "why
don't yon tako it aud go?"
"1 nm, soon s that train gits ready
to start. "
Tho officer looked at bis victim cu
riously.
"That's nil right," langhed tho vis
itor. "I ain't goln to steal tho streot
oar track ner a house nnd lot tier a
church steeple. I ain't got 110 use fer
'em up my way. I livo a pieco np hero
onto a farm. I'vo been workin fer
five years try in to life a uioi-tgngu on
my place. It's the heaviest liftin I ever
nudcrtuck. Uot it h'isted at Inst,
though, nnd felt good, but tho doctor
said I needed rest aud a change of -sceno.
Told mu I'd better como down
to Detroit and do nothiu for awhile.
That's what I'm dotu now. You'vo seen
me nt it. You'll do for a witness in
caso I need 0110. I'vo been doiu It sinco
the train come in this mornlu. It's tho
hardest work I ever dona I'd ruther
lift mortgages. I'm goln back soon as
that train starts. If that doctor says
anything to mo, I'll give him a liokin
that'll make him think rest and change
of scone restored me to strength and
health in a snpprisin mnuuer. Now,
you g'long about your business, and I'll
tend to mind," but tho officer talked
with him till the train loft nnd wns in
vited to come np nnd spend a week
with him. Detroit Free Press.
Mot Target.
In a Now England courtroom one aft
ernoon an energetio counsel was setting
forth in no measured terms his opinion
of certain testimony whioh had been
given by one of tho witnesses. As he
talked he gesticulated freely and was
particularly lavish in the nse of the
forefinger of bis right hand, whioh as
sumed a docldodly threatening aspect
as bo progressed in bis speech.
Suddenly a tall, lank countryman,
who wns directly in a line with this
warning forefinger, rose from bis seat
among the jurymen.
"I jest toll ye what 'tis," said he.
"I ain't done nothiu I'm ashamed of. I
ain't done nothin no way of 110 kind, so
fnr's I know, an I ain't a-goln to sot
hero an be abused. Ef yon say another
word, I'll jest light out fer homo. "
"My denr sir," stammered the oonn
sel, "my reninrks woro not intended for
nny member of tho jury. They referrod
entirely to the witness."
"Well, then, yon jest qnit a-p'intin
your finger at me when you'ro tnlkin
liko that," said tho lank juryman with
out nppenring to bo much mollified by
this statement "If yon do it agin, I'll
bron It up his 'ere court, or my name
ain't Joshny Bowker. "
And with a determined mien nnd firo
in his eye Joshua Bowker nt Inst subsid
ed, nnd tho counsel continued his ha
rangue without further interruption.
Youth's Companion.
Economical Mr. HtayholU
"Tho most economical man I know
of," said Mr. Gratobar, "Is my friend
and neighbor, Mr. Staybolt. Whon ho
smokes a cigar, ho lights it carefully
and completely, so that it will burn,
perfeot ly and withont waste, and hav
ing so lighted it he blows out the motch
Of coarse he knows that a match once
ignited Is of no farther nse, but his
babit of mind is such that he hates to
see tny waste of material whatever.
Some men blow out a lighted match be
fore throwing it away, so that no barm
oi oome from It Mr. Staybolt may
have that In mind, too, bnt bis actuat
ing impulse no doubt springs from his
spirit of economy. " New York Sun. .
Charity.
The lady was making some remarks
boat tbe kind of clothes some other
ladies at church had on.
"The finest garment a woman can
wear, " said her husband, "is the man
tle of oharity."
"Yd," she snapped, "and it's about
the only one some husbands want their
wives to wear. " Exchange.
Lofty Bareaam.
"What did tbe critics think of your
play?" inquired one author of another.
"Think about it? They did not think
about it at all. . They merely wrote)
about it "Washington Star.
Hadrlau, one of the best Roman em
perors, was married to Julia Sabina,
Trajan's niece, but neglected her to
saoh an extont that she went mad and
killed herself.
St. Louis was named from Louis IX
of France. The name was originally
given to his depot and trading station
by Pierre Laolede Ligaest
The Indians called the Des Moines
river the luyanshoh-shahwopka. ' 'River
ef hen Stones."