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Eight young women were recently admitted to the bar in New York City. The logical sequence of women at the bar is women on the bench. The woman is doubtless now living whose portrait will grace the newspapers of some not far-off year as that of "the first woman jiulgeiu New York." And the logical sequence of women at the bar and on the bench will be women in tho jury-room. Parliamentary rule les3 and less seems adapted to the Latins, say the New York Commercial Advertiser. They simply do not know how to handle that instrument of govern ment. It is not so much that they are ready for it as that it does not snit their temperament. The success of it and its growth among the Teu tonic -races has inspired the Latins to adopt it in part, but less and less is it successful with them. Italy and Bel gium add occasional illustration to the constant demonstration of France. There is more wealth in the United States than in any other country in the world. This fact would be dis creditable rather than honorable if the men of weulth in the United States, or i. great proportion of them, did not ure their money for noble purposes. In no nation is so much given to charitable and educational institutions. Thi3 record for the past six years will astonish most of our readers. Here it is: In 1833..., £29,000,000 la 1H94. 32,000,000 In 1893 32,800,000 In 1890. 27,000,000 I" 1897 45,000,000 In 1833 . 38,000,000 Total $203,800,030 This year the spirit of giving has been strong in our men and women who are blessed with an abundance of this world's goods, and by the end of the year we shall probably see that something like $50,000,000 has been devoted to charity and education by liberal-minded, big-hearted Ameri cans. % Ever Beady lor Duty. It is toM that a telegraph operator at Springfield, Mass., was kept at his post of duty for many hours receiving special news. After losing two nights' sloop, he was relieved from duty to get HP me vest. Jle went to his room at the hotel, and soon was fast asleep. 1 When the lime came for him to return to his instrument, he could not be iiwakened. Loud pounding on tho door did not result in arousing him. An operator then, with his knife handle, tapped "Springfield" on the door, in imitation of the clicking of tho instrument. At once the sleeping operator sprang from his bed, and was soon ready to continue his work. r.roku I'p the Show. An actor tells of a tragic experience he had recently while playing to an audience in a little town in southern Texas. In one of the scenes of the play, In which he acts the villain, he hides himself in a barrel, that he may listen to a conversation between the hero and heroine, whose future well being he is trying to destroy. In the town hail there was little if any "property" material. A barrel would do to conceal himself in, so a "hired hand" was sent out to find one. He succeeded. He slipped in the barrel with ease. The man and the woman appeared, and while they were in the midst of an animated conversation there came a howl from the barrel that fairly shook the rafters. This was fol lowed by the eavesdropper crawling out with his hands to his face, and he In turn was followed by a swarm of wasps. The wasps got among the stage people and those in the audience, which created so much confusion thai the show was broken uc. Notwithstanding the fact that there Is nothing new undgr the sun. the United States Patent Office granted nearly 25,000 patents last year to peo ple who had hit upon a new idea. THE QUESTIONER, 1 fair-faced woman found a whitened skull Amid a ruined garden's tangled bed. She placed It on a rose-twined pedestal And thus to it she said: ••Grim relic of some far-forgotten time. Whose flesh hath blossomed in such fair decay, [pray thee tell, in what sweet 3uminor clirao Dost thou reside to-day? I THE FACE IN THE GLASS J JACK, I really £ don't think I can <C bear that ward robe where it is, \ with the long glass ff °PP OS i' e m y I bed. I know I I shall have night mare - " 0 .v°u think it could be I hesitated and V murmured some thing about the trouble of having the furniture moved in a hotel, etc., while handing my wife the English letter I had brought upstairs for her. She had been lying down after onr journey, and now sat up on the bed to utter the above re marks about tho wardrobe. She w pp. very pretty, that little wife of inins, with her curly, tousled head, and tho face that sleep hud (lushed to a soft rosy-pink—very protty, and so ludi crously, ludicrously young to look at. Her letter did not occupy her long. She looked at mo uguin. "Jaok, darling, you will have that wardrobe moved, won't you? If I were to wake in the night and see my own faco in it, I shonld bo horribly frightened. Do havo it moved, Jack, dear!" She kuew perfectly well, lit tle witch, that if sho spoke to mo like lhat, and looked at me pleadingly out ff her pretty eyes, sho wovHd get ex actly what she wanted—nud, of sourse, she did this time. The ward robe, which had been placed precise ly opposite one of the two beds that jutted out from the wall between the door,! and window, was now moved to tho corner near the window itself, so that, although from tho beds we could still catch a glimpse of the glass, we could see nothing reflected in it. Wo were staying in a big, pleasant hotel, tho locality of which matters little. We found mau.y pleasant folk among our fellow-guests, nud wo had really a delightful evening, spent chiefly in sittiug upon the terrace which overlooked the very lovely garden of tho hotel. The delicious scents of the many flowering shrubs tilled the air with exquisite fragrance; the fresh breeze blowing softly round us seemed to come straight from tho great range of mountains along the horizon, giant shapes, dim and misty, outlined against tho pale green of the evening sky, where the stars were liming out one by one. It must have been very Into before v.-e reluctantly dragged ourselves in doors, and went up to our room. Just before putting out tho light, I opened Iho Venetians outside our window to breathe the heavenly air once more. It was a still, starry night. The garden below mo was quite dark, and the dim mountain shapes could no longer be seon. The nightingales in the bushes sang and sang as if they could never sing enough, nud to the musio of their song, with a deep undercurrent of the bull-frogs' em phatic voices, I fell asleep. I slept the sleep of the just, as I usually do, aud, I should thiuk, must havo been asleep for some time, when, suddenly, a flash of light be fore my eyes woke me. My first im pression was that it must bo light ning; my next, that my wife had turned on the eleetrio light over our heads. But, as I woke up fully, I realized that the room was dark; from the bed next to mine I could hear quiet breathing, showing, be yond a doubt, that my wife was asleep. But—but— .' sat up in bed and stared; for the long glass in the cup board, which had beon moved that afternoon, was entirely lighted up. As I have said, this cupboard now stood nearer to the window than it had done beforo, and, though it was not opposite my bod, tho light upon tho glass had evidently flashed into my eyes and awoke me. But where in tho name of fortune had the light ecmo from?" I rubbed my eyes, I leant a little out of bed, as I tried to persuade myself that some light from outside must be reflected in tho glass, though I knew perfectly well that this was impossible, for not only wero the Venetians closed, but the curtains inside the room wero also drawn. Then I tried to think that the light came through tho keyhole of a room opening into ours; but this was a still more fallacious argument, for tho door in question was on tho farther side of my wife's bed, and nothing conld by any means have been reflected from it into that glass. "Well," I thought, "I am the vic tim of a most extraordinary optical delusion!" For, whilst I sat up in bed and started at it, that glass re mained steadily lighted up! "I shall get up and see if it is some thing outside the window." I mut tered; and, creeping very softly ont of bed. I drew back tho curtains and gently opened tho Venetians. Every thing in the _ garden was absolutely still, and pitch, pitch dark. Not a sign was to bo seen in any direction of a light of any sort or kind, and even tho stars were blotted out by great black clouds. I turned back toward the room. It, too, was entirely dkzk with the exception oi 'the glass, "And, having lived, unfold lire's mys tory, And, having loved, roveal the how. and why. And, being dead, unveil eternity, And all it means to die." There camo no whisper from tho lips or death. The hollow eyes stared at her vacantlv. Perhaps it had forgotten love, and breath, rernaps—eternity! —Albert Bigelow Falne. In Life. which was still brilliantly lighted from top to bottom. But, all at once, I noticed an ex traordinary circumstance. The glass did not reflect the stove and chair which were the only objects now in front of it, neither did I see myself mirrored in it. On tho contrary, I saw in it only a bed and in the bed lay a form—a woman's form. I could see quite plainly how her black hair was tossed about on the pillow in curly disorder. "It seems queer," I said to myself, with, I must confess, a very weird and uneasy sensation; "deuced queer!" I should like to have done some thing—turned on the light, rung a bell, or, in fact, done anything but what I did do, stnnd there rooted to the spot, with fascinated eyes fixed on that glass. Where the dickens did that bed come from? And who was tho woman in it? It was not my wife, that I could swear, for her hair was fair and fluffy, and that woman's was black as night. Then, as I watched my hair literally stood on end with horroi'. I believe I was shaking with fright, for I saw that figure sit bolt upright in bed, a look of such wild terror in her face as I shall never forget—never to my flying day. Her eyes fixed on some thing I could not tee, grew strained and staring, in a perfect agony of fear and horror. I saw her open her mouth as though to say something—to cry out—l thought it was. I saw tho flu3h of sleep fade from her cheeks, leaving an ashy whiteness in its place. Then she threw out her hands with a pas sionately pleading gesture toward something that was coming to her—a very agony of appeal in her every movemont. And at that moment there came into the blaze of light a tall man's fig ure. 110 seemed to come from the end of the bed, as though be had en tered the room by a door immediately opposite to it. (In a flash of recollec tion I remembered a third door in our room, opening directly opposite my wife's bed.) J could not see tho man's face; he was dressed in some sort of a dressing gown, and in his uplifted hand he held a knife. Ho paid not the slightest heed to the agonized ges tures of tho woman. He simply ad vanced to the head of the bed with great strides. Tho woman crouched back against the pillows, her poor lit tle hands pitifully beating against bis shoulder, but ho seemed utterly re gardless of her terror or of her ap peals. Ho pressed her back—farther, farther back against tho pillows, and I saw her white, upturned face gleam in tho flashing light. I could soo the fearful, deadly terror in her dark eyes as suddenly he raisod tho great knife in one hand, holding the other over her mouth—to stop her soreaming, I supposo. But he did not, as I expected, plunge tho kuifo deep into her hoait. No, lio lifted the pillow, like another Othello, and pressed it down, down upon her, till I felt as if I myself was being suffocated. Thou he lifted it up again, and laid her down, and as ho did so and turned away, laying the knife beside her on the bed, I saw his face—a dark, evil, devil's face. It seemed to glower at me out of the brilliantly lighted glass just for a sec ond, and then I saw his every feature —tho black, ovil eyos, tbo hard mouth, tho low forehead, over which a straight lock of hair fell. I saw how he lifted his hand to push the hair out of his eyes—and then, all at onco, the light faded out of the glass and I coukl see no more. The room was in darkness, and, sick with horror, shivering with a hor rible dread, I crept into bed again. I did not sleep anothor wink. I oould only lie <*ul puzzle over tho grnosoqio thing I had seen, and speculate ovor and over again as to its cause and ob ject. But I arrived at no solution, and never in my life have I been so thankful ns I was that morning to sea till) gray dawn steal through the Ve netians and to hear tho birds calling to each other in tho garden below. My wife remarked on my appear ance, which was certainly no. alto gether fostive. Avoiding as best I could my wife's anxious questions, I dressed hurriedly, being above all things anxious that she shonld never know of the horror I had seen in that hateful glass. I went downstairs as soon as I could, and sought out the owner of the hotel. He was not a ; master of my lan guage, but, fortunately, I am familiar with his, and I asked him quietly, but with a good deal of lordly severity, to explain my extraordinary experience of the previous night. I thiuk he meant at first to deny all knowledge of the phenomenon; but he had turned visibly palo at my al lusion to it, and obviously knew all that was to be told. And, with a little more browbeating, I got it out of him. He apologized most humbly and pro foundly for having put us into that room; but, as he explained, the hotel was so full that it was unavoidable. He then went on to tell me that, some time before, an Italian lady and gentleman, husband and wife, had oe cupiod the room we had slept in, and the next one to it, whose door was op- | posite to my wife's bed. On the morning after their arrival the hus bund had ronsed the whole hotel, de claring wildly that his wife had been murdered which had, indeed, proved to be the case. There lay the lady, stone dead, a knife beside her on tho bed—one of the hotel knives, my host explained in,an injured voice —and her husband nearly mad with grief and horror. ! But the strange thing was that, .though the knife lay there, no sign was visible of its having been used. The poor lady had evi dently been suffocated. The hus band, who had slept in the room next to his wife's said that the door be tween their rooms had been open all night, but he swore he had heard no sound. How the murderer had come, I where he had vanished to, and above 1 all, why he had murdered the poor, ' innooent lady, remained profound mysteries. "Ho you meau that the murderer is still at large?" I asked the hotel keeper. He nodded. "Well, 1 could identify him any where," I said, sharply. The man looked at me keenly. "You saw, sir—you saw?" he stam mered. "I saw the whole thing, from be ginning to end, in that infernal glass," I replied; "the whole ghastly per formance. Has no one ever seen it before?" Mine host crossed himself rapidly. "It has been seen before," lie an swered; "but no one has ever seen it all. The lighted glass—yes—and a lady, the lady in the bed—and a man who enters. But, then—no one has ever dared to stny to face all the hor ror through. No ono ever saw the man's face. They have all fainted or run away—or what not. You saw his faco, sir?" he ended, incredulously. "As plainly as I see yours," I said. "If ever I see it in real life I will let yon know." Wo movod our room that night, on some plen I gave my wife—l forget now what it was—and a few days later we left the place, and I must confess, honestly, I was not sorry to go- Bat fate works strangely sometimes. Six months later, my wifo was con valescent after a severe illness, and tho doctors insisted on my taking her to this very place again. I suggested many other localities. But.no; there she must go, and nowhere else. So, hack wo went, and found it very charming, even in winter; steeped in sunshine, fresh and sweet, with clear, dry air and doep-blue sky. We had been there a week, and my wife and I were sitting at our small tablo in the great dining-room waiting for lunch, when the door behind us opened and someone came in. "Oh, what a hateful-looking mini!" my wifo exclaimed, and I saw her shudder. I glanced around, and, by Jove! I shuddered myself, for, walk ing down that dining-room, with a brazen, jaunty air, was tho very man whom I had seen iu the glass murder ing the poor lady. Without a word, I bolted out of tho room and breath- j lessly rushed to the bureau, where the I master of tho house looked at me as if I were a lunatic. "The man is here!" I said, as soon as I could speak. "What man?" he asked bewildered. "The man who murdered the lady in that room where tho glass is. Come quickly; I will show him to you." I think ho still thought me mad, but he reluctantly followed me to tho dining-room door, nud I pointed cau tiously down the long room to a table at the other end, where the gentle man iu question was placidly begin ning his soup. "There," I said; "there ho is, sit ting at the table!" "But, no, sir, no!" gasped my com panion; "you are mistaken. It is | impossible; that is tho lady's husband. He comes here every year to lay fiowers on her grave." "Oh, does he?" I answered, sav agely; "then the more devil he! That is the man who murdered her. I swear it!" *• And he was the man. Other little bits of evidence cropped up, aud in the end the miserable crea ture confessed to the deed. It was somo story of fiendish and impossible jealousy, and of awful, ungovernable temper; but the details have escaped my memory. Ono curious fact remains, or, porhaps, two facts. One is that from tho day tho villain confessed his deed tho ghastly tragedy in the glass wns never ngain enacted. The other is that, from that day to this, I have novel- either cared or dared lo sleep in a room where a long glass facod my bed. —Tho Sketch. American Horse* For tlio London 'RUB, Few of tho million passongers or moro who make their daily journey in a London 'bus or street oar know that the horses which draw them are near ly always American or Cauadiar. Great Britain, the "horsiest" country iu the world, buys more than twenty thousand horses from the United States every year. Nearly all of these are heavy draught-horses. The truth is, since the coaching era came to an end the British farmer has neglected the harness horse in favor of the hun ter, and still prefers to rear "some thing that can gallpp and jump." A Queer New Uuluea Village. In New Guinea the village of Tupuselei is most remarkable. The houses are all supported on piles and stand out in the ocean a considerable dißtanoe from shore. This is to pro tect the villagers from the attaoks of the dreaded head-hunters, always looking out for victims. Other vil lages in this qneer land are perohed np in trees for the same reason. 2WS AND NOTEsI FOR WOMEN. § 3&ioieeK3(efO!e!G(eieKJK>ie!©f©K?K^ef^ie(©K An Adorning and Adorable How. I have a pattern for the most adorn ing and adorable bow you ever saw. If you like the idea after my descrip tion I will send it to you. I have just made myself one to wear over some of my untriinmed skirts, and I feej so dressed up when I put it on that I don't care if I never have another ruffle. In the first place, there is a narrow belt of moire ribbon to go around the waist. Then about three inches from the front on each side is a piece of the moire ribbon (which should be at least six inches wide) which reaehes down to the knees. They are there tied in front in a large, full bow. The ends are trimmed with plissed chiffon ruffles and come quite down to the bottom of the skirt. Go to workund make yourself one.—Edith Lawrence, in the Ladies' Home Jour nal. Tho Grent-Granriniece of Washington. Miss Mary Washington-Bond is not only the descendant of George Wash ington, but she is as well one of the most beautiful girls in New Yor* society. At the Charity Ball last winter she was considered the most beautiful woman present. Miss Washington-Bond is the great grandniece of Georg9 Washington, and the great-granddaughter of Gen eral Samuel Washington, the brother of President Washington. Miss Bond has some rare relics which ouce beloiiged to her illustrious great-grauduncle, and has also many old portraits of the Washington family. This fair descendant of the "greatest American" is tall and slender and blonde, and in every way is worthy of her ancestors. Her miniature is in the famous collection of "Beautiful American Women of Society" belong ing to Peter Marie, of New York."— Philadelphia Saturday Evening Post. OHIO of Hie COMPLEXION. If you begin in good time you may prevent freckles by using the following lotion two or three times a day instead of washing the face. Get one ounce of simple tincture of benzoin and add to it, drop by drop, a quart of cider flower or rosewater, stirring all the time. The addition of fifteen drops tincture of myrrh aud a few drops of glycerin is an improvement. An other good wash to be used in the same mauner is made of equal parts of fresh lemon juice, rose water aud rectified spirits. Mix thoroughly and leave until tho next day, then strain through muslin, when it will be ready for use. Oneo the little brown spots have made their appearance the following is excellent for driving thein away: Powdered borax, two drachms; chlorate of potash, ono drachm; rec tified spirits, three drachms; glycerin, one-half ounce; rose water, six ounces. Apply with a soft sponge several times a dRy. For winter freckles, or those which are inclined to remain all the year round, a more powerful remedy is needed, and tho following will be found delightfully effective: Take of the above lotion 100 parts. Add to that sixty parts of glycerin, ten parts of hydro-chloric acid and eight parts of chlyro-hydrate of am monia. Your druggist can easily mix it for you in these proportions. Ap ply night aud morning with a small paint brush.—Chicago Record. Women Artists. Those who have watched with sym pathy the light women have made to secure broad-winning careers, says the Saturday Review, or the right of en trance to intellectual occupations, aud tho success that has crowned these of forts in various directions, have been unwilling, however free from illusions as to the upshot, to pronounce judg ment before the experiment in this line l;ad been tnirly tried. The experiment lias been tried, girls in vast numbers have studied art under the same con ditions as men—the statistics of art studentship at the end of this century, if ever worked out, will form a curious and incredible chapter of social his tory—aud practically nothing had come of it. In other fields there is a different story to tell. Women have made good their foot ing iu all the subordinate ranks of the teaching and medical professions, and in these professions the work of sub ordinate ranks is valuable and neces sary. They have also proved them selves capable in clerkships, and even tho direction of business. Again, where there is an executive depart ment in the arts, now as always they reach first-class rank—namely, in act ing, singing, dancing, and the per formance of music. Modern literature as well as ancisnt counts women of genius, and modern education and freedom have opened the learned branches of letters to the sex with satisfactory results. But the arts of music and design have not from the beginning of time till now a single woman of the first rank, or even of very high rank, to name. A Professional Anxiety Rearer. How to be happy though the host esss of a large dinner party is what a young woman, at the rate of from $3 to 85 an evening, is showing a number of wealthy women. This young woman, in looking around for a means of bread-winning, decided to become a professional bearer of dinner party anxieties. What she does is to man ago dinners or wedding breakfasts or large luncheons, and though she neither cooks nor waits on table, she fulfils a most important mission. She stands before the hostess in all worry. A half honr before the meal is served she appears in the dining room and sees to it that the butler has got the table set. Then she dons her big apron, ami as guests file into the (liuing room she takes her stand by the pantry's dumb-waiter to see that every dish comes up exactly on time, piping hot when it ought to be hot, chilled to the marrow when the chill is necessary, and, furthermore, she tastes it to see that its llavor is exactly what it ought to be. Having a quick wit, resourceful mind and a knowledge of French cookery, she takes care that no dish passes to the table that is not above reproach. Where she stands in the pantry there is heard none of the crash and grind of dinner party machinery; no long waits between courses elapse. Now, this may seem a sinecure, but grateful hostesses look upon her work as exalted modern philanthropy, for even if the butler is a new man, the cook a possible traitor to her trust, and the caterer apt to play tricks with ices and sorbets, so long as the dinner manager is at the pantry helm nothing can go wrong. With all the ease of an unfettered soul the hostess can give her whole mind to her guests. If she is a hostess new at the business she can send for the manager before hand and have her dinner all planned for her, every detail considered, even to the color of the flowers and the pattern on the tablecloth, and the very latest surprise in an epicurean delicacy worked up for the envious delectation of her guests. But this is an extra.—New York Sun, GOBfllp. A woman ninety-seven years old, in the North of England, has just died of excessive tea drinking. The French Parliament has adopt ed a resolution authorizing duly qual ified women to practice at tho bar. Olive Schreiner has never told her age. There is no mention of the year of her birth in any of her biographies. The Empress of Germany is a champion knitter, and uses large wooden needles for the work she does. Queen Victoria's hobby is garden ing, and she is passionately fond of dogs and ponies, her especial favorite being her old black pony Jessie. Madame Dreyfus, wife of the world-famed prisoner, is a handsome woman not yet thirty years old. She is the daughter of a rich Hebrew. An odd thimble is in the possession of the Queen of Siam. It was given to her by her husband, who had it made in the form of a lotos flower studded with diamonds that form her name. Mrs. Helen Loring Grenfell has again been unamimously elected sup erintendent of public instruction in Colorado. She has appointed as her deputy Mrs. Celia Osgood Patterson. Princess Mathilde, the last Bona parte of her generation, lately celebrat ed her seventy-ninth birthday. Dur ing the second empire her house was the meeting place of many of tho most brilliant artists and writers of France. Francis Nightingale is weal thy in her own right. She owns a house in London, but spends most of time in Buckifighamshire, at Claydon House, the country seat of her sister, Lady Verney. Despite her poor health, she still keeps up a large correspondence. A colored woman lawyer, Miss Lut tie A. Lytte, of Topeku, Kan., is a member of the faculty of Central Ten nessee College, Nashville. She is an instructor in the law department, teaching especially the law of domes tic relations, real property, evidence, crimes and criminal procedure. Mrs. Annie Bcsant is said to have renounced England altogether and to have adopted Eastern customs of liv ing as well as thinking. She is start ing a school and college at Benares for Hindu boys, helping to make it the Eton and Oxford of tho East. The school will have a European head master. Fashion's FnUs and Fancies, Gray is as popular as ever. Linings this fall will be of the most vivid hues. The newest foulard gowns are the purple ones. White shirt waists of thiu materials with insertions of laco are rejrlaciug the ungainly white piques. Crepons in new designs are still in favor. A new weave in crepon has a black silk thread, a twist-thread in green or blue, and the effect is very pretty. The fastidious girl has numerous sets of skirt-studs and elceve-links to wear with her innumerable shirt waists—gold for white, silvor for blue and enamel in colors to match the rest. Veils with borders of chantilly in both black and white are always be coming and fashionable. Blue veils are to be worn with sailor hats. Brown veils are said to enhance the complexion. An abundance of jet, filigree, spangles, cut steel, rhiuestones and glittering beads wilt decorate the win ter gowns and wraps alike. Eur and velvet will be the height of oleganc 1 and extravagance. Good velveteen i:' said to wear better and look richer than cotton velvet. One of the very prettiest, daintiest and most becoming materials for wear this season is gingham. Fine checks, broken plaids, narrow stripes and old fashioned designs make a woman look five years younger, cool and com plaisant, comfortable and stylish. The Persian effects in silk are in higher colors this season than ever before. The coming rage for velvet this fall and winter will find good use for the Persian fad. Velvet coats trimmed with jet nail-heads and lined with a brilliant Persian Bilk will be gorgeous affairs. Not less than 1,000,000 persons at tend the seventy-three branch Chau tauqua assemblies every summer. ARCTIC BASEBALL. The Point Harrow Whalers Played tho Gam© in Odd CoMtuiuos. Tho nine months that the American whalemen, who were recently ice bound at Point Barrow in the Arctic, were compelled to lie in idleness, while not enlivened by social gayetiee, were far from mrnotonous. With i lumber brought up from fcan Francisco I there had been built on shore a com* I modious one-room house, whose most 1 conspicuous articles of furniture wero I a big stove, that roared day and night, a billiard-table aud a number of benches and chairs. This was tho club-rooin of the sixty or seventy offi cers of the fleet, and here they con gregated to play billiards and whist, or sit about through the long Arctio evenings, while the wind howled out side, smoking aud spiuuing yarns of many seas, or of boyhood days at New Bedford, New London and Marthas Vineyard. There were veterans who had whaled on every ocean, and had been in nearly every port on the globe; men who recollected well the raid of the cruiser Shenandoah, when she burned tho fleet on the coast of Siberia thirty years before, aud who had been in the Point Barrow dis aster, when nearly a score of ships were crushed in the ice-floe. The sailors and firemen of the fleet did not have the privilege of this house, but contented themselves with games and amusements of their own. They had an orchestra that played long aud vociferously, and there was an amateur dramatic troupe that gave entertainments during the winter. But it was on the great national game of baseball that officers and men most depended to break the tedium of their long imprisonment and furnish the necessary out-door exercise. All tho whalemen were dressed in the Esquimau fur costume, only the face being exposed, and on their hands wore heavy fur mittens. These clumsy mitteua, together with tho fact thatoue was apt to fall on the ice un less he gave a large part of his atten tion to keeping his feet underneath him, made good catching practically impossible. "Muffs" were tho rule, and the man who caught and held the ball received an ovation, notouly from the whalers, but from the hundreds of Esquimaux who were always crowded about tho rope. With tho ball frozen as hard as a rock, ho one was apt to repeat an experiment of catching with bare hands. One of the centre-fielders was a corpulent Orkney-Islander, whose favorite method of stopping a hct grounder was to lie down in front of it. The Esquimaux considered him tho star-player of the fleet. Sliding was the ouly thing done to perfection, the ice offering excellent facilities for distinction in that line; and there was always a wild cheer when a run ner, getting too much headway, knocked the baseman off his feet, aud both eamo down together. Tho scores werd ridiculously large, seldom le3S than fifty on a side, and sometimes twice that. On the smooth ico a good hit meaut a home-run.—Harper's Round Table. Earlier Scouts Were Originally Haulers. The earlier scouts, like Kit Carson and Jim Bridger, were originally trappers and hunters, born and reared in Missouri, Tennessee aud Kentucky, who had a fondness for adventure. They had pushed their way across the border of civilization of those days and had gone upon the plains of Kan sas, Nebraska aud Texas for big game aud excitement. The Mexican war in 18IS and tbo movement of troops through Texas and along tho Rio Grande brought scouting into the army service. When the era of ox teams and trains of excited gold-seek ers headed toward California began in 18-ID, there was a great demand for scouts at very profitable wages. Hun dreds of young men with a smattering of pluius life, an expertness in fire arms and a little knowledge of In dians' ways, became professional scouts. No emigrant train would leave St. Joseph, Mo., or Leaven worth, Kan., on its journey of four or five mouths to tho Pacific Oceau, without an accompanying scout or guide for at least a part of tho way. As the chain of army garrisons was extended out upon the plaius tho War Department employed more and more scouts for tho troops, and scouting be came a sort of science of the plaius iu which there was competition iu expert ness. During the Apache aud Sioux wurs in 1877, 1878 and 1870 the Gov ernment had about 1200 scouts on its army payrolls. Then tho Indians, who had adopted white man's ways, became scouts, aud the pursuit of the white man waued fust.—Chicago Record. The Popularity of Novel*. It is a curious fact that tlje books which have had the most influence iu England have nearly always been works of fiction, and it seems prob able that this will always continue to be so. The only J, way iu which the public pulse can be efficiently felt is by means of au examination of the free library returns from the various most important centres in the coun try. From an inquiry of this sort we learn that fiction still holds the first place in the affections of readers. The novel is still a most powerful influence for evil or for good. At least sixty five per cent, of the books which are taken from libraries in the ordinary eourse of events are novels.—London Mail. Where False Hair 1B Secured. People who wear false hair will be interested in the announcement of a strange discovery made at Antwerp, Belguim. In that city a bale of human hair, weighing 172 pounds, was stolen from a railroad station. It was after ward learned that the hair had been clipped from the heads of lunatics and convicts in public asylums and prisons.
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