RAILROAD TIMETABLES! THE DELAWARE, SUSQUEHANNA ANI. | SCHUYLKILL RAILROAD. Time table in effect December 15, 185)5. | Truins leave Drifton for Jeddo, Eckloy, Hazle ! Brook, Stockton. Beaver Meadow ltoad, ltoan and Hazleton Junction at 5:)0, 600 a in, 4 15 p m, dally except Sunday; and 7 03 a m, 2 38 p m, Sunday. Trains leave Drifton for Harwood, Cranberry, Toinhicken and Deringer at 5 30 a in, p m, daily except Sunday; and < 03 a in, 238 p m, Sun- | duy. Trains leave Drifton for Oneida Junction, Harwood ltoad, Humboldt ltoad, Oneida and | Sliepptou at 6 00 a IU, 4 15 p in, daily except Sun- I day; and 7 Oil a in, 2 88 p in, Sunday. Trains leave Ha/Jotou Junction for Harwood, | Cranberry, Tomhicken and Derluger at 035 a m, daily except Sunday; and b 53 u in, 4 22 p in, j Sunday. Trains leave Hazleton Junction for Oneida Junction, Harwood ltoad, Humboldt ltoad, Oneida and Sheppton at 0 29, 11 10 a m, 4 40 p in, 1 daily except Sunday; and <37 a m, 308 pm, Sunday. Trains leave Deringer for Tomliicken, Cran- j berry, Harwood, Ha/Jcton Junction, ltoan, ; Bjaver Meadow ltoad. Stockton, Hazle Ilrook,. Eckley, Jeddo and Dritton at 2 2;>, 54U p in, daily except Sunday; and 937 aw, 507 p m, Sunday. Trains leave Sheppton for Oneida, Humboldt ltoad, Harwood ltoad, Oneida Junction, Hazle ton J unction and ltoan at 7 11 a in, 12 40, 525 p ui, daily except Sunduy; and 809 a m, 3 44 p m,Sunday. Trains leave Sheppton for Heaver Meadow ltoad, Stockton, Hazle Hrook, Eckley, Jeddo and Drifton at 5 25 p in, dally, except Sunday; and 8 09 a in, 3 44 p in, Sunday. Trains leave Huzlcton Junction for Heaver Meadow ltoad, Stockton, Hazle Hrook, Eckley, Jeddo and Drifton at 309, 5 47, 620 p m, daily, except Sunday; and 10 08 a in, 6 38 p in, Sunday. All trains connect at llazleton Junction with electric care tor llazleton, J canesvilie, Auden ried and other points on the Traction Com pany's line. Trains leaving Drifton at 6 00 a m, llazleton Junction at 6 29 a in, and Sheppton at 7 11 a in, connect at Oneida Junction with Lehigh Vallej truins east and west. Train leaviug Drifton at 5 310 a m makes con nection at Derluger with P. K. U. train foi Wilkesbarre, Sunbury, llarrisburg and point* west. For 1 lie accommodat ion of passengers at way stations between Hazleton Junction and Dcr inger, an extra train will leave the former point at 3 50 p in, daily, except Sunday, arriv ing at Duriuger at 5 00 p in. LUTHER C. SMITH, Superintendent. LEHIGH VALLEY RAILROAD. August 17, 1890. Anthracite coal used exclusively, insuring cleanliness and comfort. ARRANGEMENT OF PASSENGER TRAINS. LHA.VB PRB BLAND. 6 05, 8 45. 9 36 a m, 140, 4 36 p m, for Jeddo, Lumber Yard, Weutberly, Mauch Chunk, Al lentowu, Bethlehem, Phila., Boston and New York. 9 36. 10 41 a m, 1 40, 2 33, 4 30, 6 15, 7 C p m, for Drifton, Jeddo, Foundry, Lumber \ ard, Stockton and Hazleton. 9 •>!>, 10 41 a in, 2 33, 4 86, 708 p m, for Hazle- > ton, Delano, Mahanoy City, Shenandoah, Ash- j iHiid, Mt i annel, Shamokin and I'ottsville. 7 26, 7 58, 10 56, 11 54 a m, 6 16 p in, lor Sandy Run, White Haven, Glen Summit, Wilkesbarre and Pittston. SUNDAY TRAINS. 10 50 a m for Sandy Run, WhiteJlaven, Glen Summit and Wilkesbarre. 11 40 a m and 3 24 p m for Drifton, Jeddo, Lum ber Yard and Hazleton. 324 p m for Delano, Mahanoy City, Rhenan d'th. w eatherl.v, Mauch Chunk, Allcntown, 1 hiludjlphia and New York. ARRIVE AT FREELAND. 7 26, 7 53, 20, 10 56, 11 54 a in, 12 58, 2 20, 5 15. 046 p iu, from Hazleton, Stockton, Lumber Yard, Jeddo and Drifton. 7 26, 9 20, 10 50 a m, 2 20, 515 p m, from Delano, Mahanoy City, Sheuundoah, Shamokin mid Pottsville. 1)20, 10 66 a m, 12 58, 6 07, 04C p m, from New York, Philadelphia, Bethlehem, Allen town und Mauch Chunk. 9 30, 10 41 a ni, 2 33, 7 (Mi p m from Sandy Run. White Haven, Glen Summit, Wilkesbarre and Pittston. SUNDAY TRAINS. 10 56, 1131 am und3 24 pni, from Hazleton. ! Lumber Yard, Jeddo and Drifton. 11 31 a m, 3 10 p in, from Delano, Muhunoy ! City, Shenandoah, Shamokin and Poitsvllle- For further information inquire of Ticket | Agents. CHAS. S. LEE, Gen'l Pass. Agent, | Phila., Pa. j ROLLIN 11. WILBUR, Gen. Kupt. East. Div. ; A. W. NONNEMACHER, Ass't G. P. A., South Uethlehem, Pa ; BICYCLES! BUGGIES; High-tirade, Bold direct to liners at wholesale. We will save you from $lO lo SSO. Everything in Bicycle and Vehicle line. Catlog froe. Beauti ful buhatancinl Bicyclos at half price, guaranteed j 1 year. No advance money required. We send ' by expro.sa and allow a full examination, if not right return at our expense. .Now isn't that fair? Write us. firewater Vehicle Co., Holly, 61 ich. BiCYC LISTS ! Encyclopedia, how to care for and repair Tires, Chains, Beuringrt, etc. 150 valuable pointers for rjders. Price 25c; sample by mail 10c. It soils on aight. Agt. wanted. J. A.Slocuin, Holly, Mich a day. Agts. wanted. 10 fa steel lor Hie money for Agts. Catalog FKEfc E. E. Brewster, Holly, Mioh, i ALL KINDS OF PICKUPS. In the Bermudas rats often built, their nests in trees, like birds and squir rels. At Margate, an English watering If place, men and women are not |>er- I- mitted to bathe in company. A brilliant signal light at Atlantic City is visible 19 miles at sen. Each year it burns 2,200 gallons of oil. The world is crowded only in spots, i There are still 20,000,000 square miles of the earth's surface that have not been | explored. Water hyacinths,which cause so much trouble by choking navigable streams in Florida, afford good sustenance for j cattle, it has been found. Deganc wood is imported from South America and is used in making light j trout and bass rods. It is much like ! lancewood, but lighter in weight, and is j sold generally by the rod and tackle Buddhists believe that hell is n place | of eight divisions, each with a form of punishment somewhat different from ' the other seven. In the first division, { which is the easiest, the sinner walks eternally in his bare feet over red-hot needles, points upward. More than 250 young ladies have fc availed themselves of the privileges of f the Lafayette home, founded in Paris by Dr. T. W. Evans, of Philadelphia, for the benefit of his young countrywomen who enme to Paris as students. David Crockett's masonic apron Is now in the possession of Mrs. E. M. Taylor, of Paducah, Ky. It is in excel lent condition and treasured highly. It was given to Mr. Taylor by a descend ant of a friend, one of the old-time set. Hers, and an associate of Crockett. 1 When Baby was sick, wo gavo her Castorla. NVben she was a Child, she cried for Castoria. When she became Miss, she clung to Castorla. When she had Children, she gave them Castorla I THE KING OF THE MILL. J BY JOSEPH NEVIN DOYLE. [COPYRIGHT, 1896.] One summer evening, after supper, ( M. IRose, the village notary, came out upon the veranda of the Hotel Castor, his hat in his hand, his Bmootlily | shaven face ruddy and pleasant to look | upon. Brabon, the drummer, who came I up from Montreal, to St. Pyx oeca ! sionally on business, sat smoking quiet ly in a chair that was tilted against the wall. I "Good evening!" said M. La Rose. "Good evening, monsieur lo notairel" answered Brabon, indolently. | Then there followed a little spell of si ; lcnce that was intensified by the clat ter of distant oow bells. Presently there appeared In the street immediately before the hotel a sort of living fatasy—a singular dark-faced old man, who strode slowly past clad in a loose robe of many bright coJors. Ilis eyes had the unmistakable and rest less look of the daft. Qn his head was a crown of buttons; brass, silver, bone, l>earl, presumably sewn together on card board and making a headgear of re markable brilliancy. Behind him walked a gray-haired, gray-eyed woman in ordinary garb. Ber look was clear and steady; her demeanor in every way sane. Yet though it was plain to see she was a commonplace woman, there was something august in her carriage, unac countably so, perhaps, but as natural as the studied pose of the other was con strained and unnatural. Her eyes were set fairly upon the fantastic figure be fore; but, I declare, this is new!" an evident interest beyond his ludicrous pomp and preoccupation. It was not surprising then to the no tary that this nppnrition, emphasized in the magic atmosphere of the summer twilight, should have made Brabon to cry out with astonishment. "Allous! What is (his, monsieur? I have been in Saint Pyx many times be fore; but I declare, this Is new!" "A very pathetic affair it is, Brabon," | said the notary, taking a chair and look i ing at his watch, to be assured he had j time to tell the tale before going for his ! customary evening chat with M. Lo Cure in the presbytery rose garden. "There is a tale?" "Well, as you will: a history, nothing absorbing but very human, very touch ing. Old Cesaire Moisson, a man with a large family, a thrifty, sober, God-fear ing man once owned the mill by the River of Angels—" "Yea, I see it from here; the squat white building near the cluster of wil lows yonder." "Exactly. Well. He was a man with a considerable family, I said, did T not? and when the epidemic of small pox occurred in the village—that was many years ngo, monsieur—poor Mois son's family was attacked, and one ! after another his wife and children I passed away, and lie himself, indeed, | till there was only left this son Zeph | rin. whom j'ou saw go by a moment since—" j "It left him so—the smallpox?" j "No. He was not at home when the : epidemic occurred; he was at college. , Old Cesaire managed to put by enough ! silver to educate the lad—the brightesl | of hi's brood—and M. Le Cure also con tributed, for he had hopes that Zephrin i would become a priest." "Then, I presume, the shock of this ! great calamity unbalanced (he youiig i man's mind." "That may be pretty true, monsieur, j I though for a long time after the affair he was thought to l>e perfectly sound mentally. Well, Zephrin was obliged to j leave college ami take up the Business I of the mill—a lOnelj task it must have been for one who had but just tasted Hie sweets of knowledge. Then, every j dusty timber of the mill must have j i seemed to him like a ghost of the liappv ' days when the place was brimming j with laughter and good cheer. "lie was not liked by the villagers on account of his silent and arrogant man ner; he was unlike any miller who had ever been known. When the in habitants came with their grists he received them with the grand air of a seigneur of the old days who, amid his courtly entourage, received the fiefs of his dependents. 'lt's like that always,' j grumbled the crones; 'poor parent* j (ill their children's minds with foolish ; I notions of greatness! Poor old Cesaire ' himself —rest to his bones—was not ' like this peacock. Cesaire knew his I place bon vicuxl A miller is a miller ! if his bend be crammed with Latin or flour dust!' i "Everyone pitied Zephrin, of course, i on account of his great bereavement i and the business of the mill suffered no serious retrogression in consequence of | his singular demeanor. This exclusive ness, this hauteur, however, was taken | lightly by the young folks of the village and often of a summer's evening, like this one for instance, they passed by the mill crying up at Zephrin, who invaria ! bly pored over his books in the little j dormer window: 'Behold the king of the mill!' Then with gestures of mock gravity: 'Think of his mighty empire of rats!' "Quite so," said Borbon, "tliey taunt ed him into insanity with these gilies. The crown! the robes! 1 see now how they came!" "Indirectly these taunts may have affected his mind, monsieur. Ilis curi ous attire und mien are obviously sug gestive of the fact ; but it is my opinion Ills sad derangement is only partly due ' to them. "Night after night the little dormer j window of the mill was light till dawn; ; yet the earliest comer did not fail to find Zephrin uy and about. Noonecould un derstand, for not another light save the miller's might be found in all Saint Pyx, j not even at the presbytery, after ten o'clock. At length the tongues of the gossips began to wag. It went abroad that lie was closeted each night with the 1 Old Man- the evil one—debating upon | the sale of his soul for riches and power j to satisfy his sinful pride. Again, ot hers said It was not Zephrin's light at all; but only theglowiugof the ghosts of his family who caine to entertain him. In deed, taken all in all, the miller has be come a fearsome individual and the neighborhood of the mill a place to be shunned after dark; unless one had no fear in his heart- If by any unfortunate concurrence of sorceries a person should chance to meet a firefly while passing the mill, no plunging of steel into wood might save him from the evil spirits. Even to bless himself and utter a pious invocation, perhaps, might not avail! "In the midst of Zephrin's ill-repute a singular thing occurred. Hewasknown to have fallen into conversation with a customer. It was this way: Colette Dion came often to the mill with the grist of her mother— poor widow with 13 children, of whom Colette was the eldest. One day when she came down along the dandelion-dotted pathway leading to the mill, with her mother's grist in a bag upon her head, Zephrin watched her with much interest. If common report may be believed she was certainly, in those days, a picture not to be blinked casually. She had the figure of a nymph and a face, for all It was commonplace at points, something un usually fine for a villager. Hut the step, the carriage; it remains to this day, as we have seem, monsieur, dignified, dis- ' tinguished, majesticl At .first glance, it is said, there was some remarkable re semblance between Colette and Zephrin —and who can tell? it may have been some vague, suggestion of congeniality —some thin ray as from one distant planet to another which inspired the , miller's interest. "When, at length, she arfived at the doer of the mill and deposited her bur den beside it, said he: "You have a meaning step p'tite and a pietty oue." •' 'True?' questioned Colette, with something finely scornful on her elo quent lips. She was piqued, let us be lieve, since he had not noticed her pretty fac-j; for, though a woman may be con scious of her subtlest grace and clrarm, homage to the fcutures is the thing—the real joy. Isn't it so, Barbon? 'Well,' said the miller, 'I doubt not there is more in your mind than the mere grind ing of yonder grist, eh?' "'lt is my mind now,' said she. 'lt was my step lately!' " 'lt is the mind which rcgulutes the step p'tite. J always watch the step when 1 would know the mind," he re sponded. " 'Now, there is much in these frag ments which reveals the clearness of Zephrin's mind at that period and also the real character of the man and the bent of his spirit. You see, it was the gesture, the carriage, the aspect that in terested him most. Why? We shall see. Thong.i Colette, it may be pre- 1 BECAUSE A COMMON MILLER OOULD NEVER WIN MY HEART. sumed, did not realize the true sig nificance of his words, she remembered them—everyone—and repeated them to her mother, who in turn told everything to the cure, Langolois, from who I have this story. The girl confessed also to her mother that she was much surprised regarding the ill-reputed iniller. *M. Moisson —Zephrin,' she declared was not at all a weird man, but, on the contrary, very sensible und good-nutured. Yet her mother warned her she must, be wary; such fine qualities oftentimes screened the worst souls. Colette, how ever, maintained stolidly not a word of the village gossip was true. 'lndeed," said she, 'they say also as naught things of me, because they think 1 am proud. And you know, mamma, 1 am not proud nor wicked.' So every time Colette fetched the. grist from the mill, she re turned radiant and full oi praise of the miller. At length one day said he to her, so she retorted: " 'Colette, T am going to ask you some thing.' " 'lf it is one thing 1 know what my answer will be,' she responds with much piquancy. " 'Well, if I should ask you to marry me ?' "'Then I should answer, "no!" ' "'Why?' says the miller, his heart sinking to his boots, no doubt; but ris ing again very quickly when he catches the twinkle of mischief in her eyes. " 'Because a common miller could ,never win my heart,* says she, coquet tishlv, yet with something truly dra matic in her pose. 'That is only for a great man.' " 'A seigneur?' ventured the miller. " 'Higher.' "'A governor?' 14 'Nay, higher.* ( J •* 'A prince?* '* 'Even higher.* " *A king?' " 'Yes, a king.' Then, nfter a pretty pause: 'And that is thou, my dear king of the mill.'" "Now lie draws her hands across the door of the mill and kisses her fuir head that is fallen against his breast—and that is all. us suppose they simply looked out in a day-dream across the little Hiver of Angels, to the pleasant daisied meadows and green fields about here. "Well," says Zephrin to her , very gravely and with a new, strange look in his eyes—a look that frightens her not a little. "They call me in contempt, "The King of the Mill,' but they shall bow before me yet as their king. And indeed I shall wear the rolies of a king and speak the noble words of a king, which 1 am getting by rote each night where they see my lamp burning in the dormer window. Ilein! They shall sit like rats, the rats whose emperor they say 1 am now, while 1 hold them in my spell with the brave lines of Moliere! Of Cornel lie I Of Racine! "The good Saint Ann protect us! Who are they all?" cries Colette, now much perturbed. Rut the miller continues without noticing the interruption. "'And I shall eome to you then with my triumphs; in my fine royal robes of purple and gold and ermine; with my glorious jeweled crown. And I shall kiss your hand in homage to your beauty and lay these laurels, these tri umphs at your feet, my queen! m.v Colette!* "Just then appears a farmer with his grist and the happy, frightened girl flits away like a startled bird. "Ron dieu!" said Hradon. "I see— The stage was his vagary!" "Yes!" said the notary, bowing his head as before some great mystery. "At the college entertainments, while strut ting through the plays of these great masters in the little hall, with its small stag© and crude scenery; before the common village audiences, he first heard the siren voice of art. And it is ns a siren's voice, to some you know, Rrabon Ehbienl What is the difference? He is playing a role now—how tragic a role—" "Rut about Colette?" interrupted Bra bon, with some impatience. The gentle sentimentality of the notary escaped, to un extent, the bluff, pract'ool drummer. "Ah, there is the role!—the role of beauty and distinction! Think of it! All along she has believed in him vague ly. From the day lie had frightened her with his strange talk, seemingly so ir relevant to her happiness, tlie poor, small mind was filled with visions of mysterious greatness and joys to lie in the future—much as are our vi* ions OJ the Wfe to come. He asked her to wait. She must never be the wife of a common miller, but of a great man, a man v horn the whole world applauded. And so she waited; trusting, loving, believing in him infinitely; and even when her reason is fallen into decay—see the de votion! Kach day, all these years, she goes to the mill and tends upon him, performing the household duties, con ducting the business of the mill, de tailing the work and instructing the men hired to do the milling. Thus has she cured for him as no one would cure for a child and, in nil, save the matter of this vagary, he is obedient to her slightest whim," Brabon touched the notary's arm. "See! They come again!" Once more thebizare figure strode past, followed by the woman. They had walked to the church where Colette was making a noveua for Zephrin's re covery. To look upon the notary one would suppose an angel passed, but there was on the face of the drummer only a look of |>erplcxed incredulity. When they were gone a little way, the notary arose, looked at his watch and made as to se# forth. Brabon de tained him. "One word, monsieur. They are mar ried now?" "Oh, no! That could not bo," ho answered, with something like a sigh. "They are still courting and looking forward to a day of greatness and mak ing ready for the wedding. Mon Dieu Brabon! That is love, eh?" Tlie IMoon'ti lit)volutlon*. Tt takes the moon exactly 42.524 min utes (29 days, 12 hours and 44 minutes to make its revolution round the earth. ANIMAL WAIFS. A horse died at North Andover, Mae*., the other day, in whose stomach was found over a pound of nails. Rarnum's trick horses are fairly heart en by a team of old work horses in Wesley, Me., that the driver left stand ing in the field for a moment, hitched to a mower. In his absence they cut two neat swaths completely around the field, without missing a spear of grass, turning the corners accurately. All efforts to trace the eapercalzie and black game imported in Aroostook, Me., from old Sweden last spring have proved fruitless. Now and then comes a rumor that they have been seen or heard. They have doubtless retreated to the deep Canadian pine forests, and the bene fits of their importation will be reaped in future years. Few hunters have returned from the woods with more satisfaction than that felt by Miss Jennie Eliot, of Sooth Se bee. Met, who recently saw two deer grazing in her father's mowing field, and succeeded in getting an excellent photographic snap shot at them. In the picture one of the deer is in the attitude of leaping, all four of its legs being off the ground. A sword fish strayed away from home and friends a few days ago and lost his life while exploring the old basin in side of the old breakwater at Block Island, R. I. When his presence became known half a dozen men, one with a harpoon, went on the breakwater, and. when the fish was near the instrument was thrown, with the desired result. It is said that this is the first fish of the kind ever known to have been seen in the basin. WRITERS OF VERSE AND PROSE. Dr. Jameson is said to be occupying his time in prison in compiling an ac count of his connection with the Trans vaal Taid. Another legacy of 100,000 francs has been left to the French academy, the in come of which must be awarded to au thors of moral works. Troine left a lot of manuscript poetry, now in the possession of M. de Ileredia, of the French academy, who, in justice to the historian, will allow no one to read it. The prize of SIOO for the best poem to be rend nt the opening of the centennial exposition of Tennessee., has been awarded to Mrs. Virginia Fraser Boyle, of Memphis. In fear, apparently, that his frihie will soon pass away, some of Robert Louis Stevenson's admirers are already urg ing that his statue be set up in Ed in- ! burgh. Ilenri Roohefort's autobiography has | just been completed in five volumes in j French. The author is now at work on i the two-volume English edition, special ly edited by him and translated for Anglo-Saxon readers. The account'by Dr. Donaldson Smith, the American traveler, of his recent ex plorations in Africa, will bear the title "Through Unknown African Coun tries," and will be profusely illustrated from the author's own photographs. STYLES IN HATS AND GOWNS. A new waist has the yoke made of narrow, close puffing. The lower por tion of the waist has the effect of the material being wound around the waist, the end being fastened with rosette l>ows on one side of the front. The sailor hat seems never to go out of style. It has been remarked, how ever, that many sailor hats are used foi bicycle and yachting purposes. Sailor lints are also profusely trimmed with ribbons and flowers and worn on dressy occasions. Poke bonnets are assuredly coming into fashion and some of the autumn styles are extravagantly pretty. They are made of rough straw in dark colors, and are trimmed with satin ribbon and plumes after the manner of those seen in old pictures. A novelty collar is of satin in two colors. The outside is dark and elabor ately braided; the inside is of some light, becoming tint. A very full rufile is box-plaited and stands up about the throat, the inside being of satin, the outside covered with braiding. A stylish waist has the collar and very short jacket fronts made of close braid ing. These fronts extend only to the sleeves and under-arm seams. The sleeves are close fitting, with row upon row of braiding. Over the close sleeved are deep loops of the material, which is gathered in at the tops of the shoulders. SCIENTIFIC GLEANINGS. Argon has at last been combined with water by Prof. Villard, of the Paris Ecole Normale. It requires a pressure of 200 atmospheres to do 60. A method of nickeling wood ha-\ been devised by the German chemist Lnngbein, the wood being covered by a thin coating of metal by either dry or wet process. Prof.Norton, of the Massachusetts In stitute of Technology, has succeeded in getting Roentgen photographs of the liver, heart and lungs sufficiently plain to admit of medical examination. A French chemist has made a blue soap which will render unnecessary the bluing in the laundry. In ordinary soap he incorporates a solution of anilin green in strong acetic acid. The alkali of the soap converts the green Into blue. FROM GAY PARIS. Part of the Boulevard de Vnugirard n Puris Ims been rechristened Boule vard Pasteur. Next year is the centennial of the stove-pipe hat, which first came into common use in Paris in 1797. 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