Freelanti Tribune Established 1888. PUBLISHED EVERY MONDAY AND THURSDAY, BY THE TRIBUNE PRINTING COMPANY, Limited! OFFICE: MAIS STREET ABOVE CEXTBE. FREELAND, PA. BCBSCm*"riON KATES: One Year $1.50 Six Months ?5 Four Monihs 50 Two Months 25 The dote which the subscription is paid to Is on the address labei of each paper, the change of which to a subsequent date be comes a reoeipt for remittance. Keep the figures in advance of the present date. Re port promptly to this office whenever paper is not received. Arrearages must be paid when subscription is discontinued. Male all momy orders, checks, etc.,payable to the Tribune printing Company, Limited. There were 25,000 inventions pat ented last year. Necessity may have been the mother of invention once, but it is hard to believe that she is so prolific as these figures indicate. Minnesota still possesses a consid erable area of unimproved land, both prairie and forest, which is suitable for cultivation, and it brings in a steady stream of farm immigration. Her population, which was 1,301,826 in 1890, will have increased by 1900 to at least 1,500,000. The secret of successful accom plishment in any line of work is to have it done by those whose talents and training particularly fit them for it. In pursuance of this idea it would seem au especially wise move to give the charge of the cleanliness of the streets of our cities into the hands of women, suggest the New York Jour nal. Men certainly have made a sig nal failure of this work. Now let the women show them how it should be done. This nation must sooner or later turn its thought seriously to the prob lem of road building. The antiquated and stupid methods which now pre vail will no longer do. Those who undertake to build our roads must have the necessary understanding of the work before them. The primi tive plan of having the farmer work out his tax by doing his share of work for which be has as little fitness as he has for doing any other form of skilled labor outside of his own calling must give way. The school children of Louisville, Ky., are protected against fire by a now and ingenious form of fire es cape. Outside each school building stands a steel cylinder six feet in di ameter. There is an opening into the cylinder from each fioor. Within the j cylinder is a spiral steel chute leading I from the roof to the ground. In case j of fire all that is necessary is to open j the door leading into the cylinder and I step in. To slide down to the ground ' over the spiral steel surface of the in- j tenor spiral is a quick and easy pro-1 cess. A steel tube which acts as a standpipe, and about which the spiral winds, is in the centre of the cylinder. J This standpipe carries water to the | roof of the building, aud also into | each floor. Tranft-Caucami* Mail Expeditions. To cross the Caucasus rauge, which ! divides Europe and Asia, and on the snow-covered peaks of which no ani- ! rnal could find footing to draw either wagon or sled, the Russian Govern- j meat employs the prisoners who have j been sentenced to compulsory labor. 1 Three or four of these are always dis- j patched together, loaded with heavy mail sacks, watched and aided from time to time by Cossacks, who fre quently cut out away for them with pick and shovel. They climb the * steep, siukiug at times to the knees or waist in the snow. A harder task could not be devised, even as a meas ure of punishment for the worst of criminals. The job of the officer in charge of each of these trans-Caucasus mail expeditions does not subject him to auy envy on the part of his comrades in the army. Palmetto Editor* OP Top. The present Governor of South Carolina is an editor, his private sec retary is an editor, all the editors of the State are members of his advisory board, aud the headquarters of tho State Press Association is in the Gov ernor's office. Really, South Carolina matters seem to be on the mend. Use Wit with Caution. Miss Young—l would marry no man unless he had a steady nerve and plen ty of self-confidence. Doctor Plates- Well. I am a dentist, but as long as you have been "drawn" into this subject I ' would suggest that you give me a chance to "fill" the bill. Doctor Plates (one year later) —'Real- ly, my dear, this is an outrage. Four hundred and sixty-eight dollars In three weeks for dresses! Mrs. Young Plates —But, my dear, only one short year ago your most ardent desire was to "fill" the bill. I expected gold, of course. 'Tie thus a man's attempts at witticism are sometimes thrown Into his teeth.—Cleveland Leader. 3000000000000000000000000Q 1A Lover's Ruse.l 5 Won Her by Stratagem. 5 5oooooooooooooooooooooooo OME, Harry, brace up I You are looking as if '• • • thi free moiin tain air didn't agree with you." Hi' M I wish it •k(|l> [J j-L would dry me up hßate-—" v ua d blow me away, or an eruption of the earth would send some huge rock down upon me, and end it all!" "On, nonsense, old mnn! You are a little dyspeptic. Come, face your troubles like a man. I know what the matter is; I've seen it all along, my boy! Let her go, I say, with her villainous-looking foreigner." "Of course you've seen it. Every body's seen how she has gone on, and I've borne it all, and said nothing until last night, when, as I had a right, I asked an explanation, but I wish I hadn't; I'm sorry she ex plained it, for it's all over now, and she's free to have that confounded baron; I wish he'd accidentally shoot or drown himself!" "That never would do, Harry, for she would go mourning all her days after him, in that case, and you wouldn't stand half thechauce you do now. I wish you would make up your mind to let her go. She isn't worthy of you, I'm sure. "Yes, she is. You don't know her, Fred. She is gentle and good, but very ambitious. She can't help it. You see I understand her. All her family are very ambitious." "Oh! that's it, is it? Probably that's the way she explained her be havier to you last night?" "No such thing, Fred. She doesn't understand the real motive which has induced her to do as she has done. It is all owing to her bringing up. She sees a belter chance than I can offer and falis in love with that, and there stand her father and brothers, ready to encourage the thing. I see how it is." "Then what do you intend to do?" "I'm in hopes she will become dis gusted with her baron before it is too late. He isn't much of a fellow, and if it wasn't for his title and money his chance would be small enough." "Then you don't think she loves I him?" "No, Im sure she does not." "Well, all I've to say is that Imogene j Lacy is a vain, mercenary girl, un worthy of the affection of my friend, Harry Hammond." "You don't know her, and that is why you talk so." "Well, perhaps I don't; however, I've apian to propose, which will show you which way her heart turns; and if she cares anything for you she will turn her back square on the baron and his money-bags." Doctor Frederick Mason opened the door of his room and looked out, then he examined the windows, and, find ing the coast clear, resumed his seat, and for some time the two sat earnestly talking in low, guarded tones. "The view is very fine there. See how the soft rays of the moon glim mer over the lake, aud the shadow of the ovorhanging trees; oh, how beau tiful!" aud Miss Lacy paused and gazed in silence at tbe scene before her. The baron bent hie dark eyes upon his fair companion, and in low, soft accents, said: "You have de great love for de nature." "Oh, yes. There is so much of wondrous beauty to worship in the work of the Diviue Master. A scene 'ike this fills me with a deep joy, stills the worldly emotions of my nature, and whispers to my inward sense 'peace be with thee."' "Aud you listen to de voice of de nature, aud you be still and happy; bnt when I look at you I cannot hear the voice of anything bnt mine heart crying forever dat it loves you. Is there no answer in your heart?" Imogene stood with downcast look, aud made no answer. No light of love beamed in her eyes, nor blush mantled lier cheek. She was fully conscious that her heart gave no extra throb, and yet she was considering how to auswer encouragiugly. She waited so long that her companion spoke again: "Have you no word for mo?" "You are very kind," she said, softly, with a little s.gh. "And you. Will you be kind to me?" "How can I be otherwise?" "And you will be my wife?" he nsked, eagerly bending down toward her. Imogene extended one hand toward him. He caught it in a warm clasp aud said, quickly: "I have your promise?*' "Y'es," wa3 the low reply, and, turning away from the moon-lit lake, she said: "Let us go now." There was a lonely bit of woodland throngh which they must pass to gain the main walk, and, scarcely had they entered this when a dark figure sprang before them. "Your money or your life!" was the demand, in rough accents, and with a shriek Imogene turned to her com panion for protection, but he was quite busy in handing over his ready money, and paid no heed to her terror. Tho highwayman pocketed the baron's effects, and then turning to the lady he politely requested her to hand over her jewels, but she was quite unable to do so, for, overcome with fright, she had sank upon the ground. Tho robber presented a pistol at the noblo baron and requested him to rid the lady of her superfluous orna ments, and pass them to him. "For de life he must have dese," said the trembling baron, stooping over Imogene, and removing her bracelets, necklace and earrings. "I have no arms to fight for you. Par don me," and he gave the jewels to the robber; then, taking one of Imo gene's hands, he said: "Now we may go." "Not so easy to tell tales. Stand off there until I silence your tongue." Imogene, glancing up, saw the pis tol glimmering in the moonlight, knew that the baron dropped her hand and lied away, and then a new figure appeared upon the scene, and a voice exclaimed: "What are you doing, you villain?" and she knew it was Harry Hammond, who grappled with the highwayman, and forgetting everything else, she sprang to her feet and rushed for ward, crying: "Harry! Harry! He will kill you!" and as a long knife shone in the faint light, and seemed to descend upon her discarded lover she fainted. When she recovered her conscious ness she found herself reclining upon a grassy mound, with Harry beside her, bathing her temples with cool water from the lake by which she had stood so recently. She lay quiet a little while, feeling quite safe and happy, and then begin ning to realize her situation, she en deavored to arise. "Where is the robber?" she asked, looking about her. "I am sorry to say he succeeded in making his escape." "He may come back with others. Oh, let us get away from here." Harry assisted her to rise and at tended her to her home; aud as they were about to part (Harry refusing ail offers to enter), he handed her her jewels, saying: "I succeeded in recovering these for you." Looking up to thank him, she noticed that his head was bound with a handkerchief. "Oh, Harry! are you wounded?" she exclaimed. "It is nothing serious. Good even ing," and he went away. The next morning a messenger from Mr. Lacy came to request the pres ence of Mr. Hammond to lunch; and Dr. Mason sent back word that if Mr. Hammond kept quiet he would prob ably escape braiu fever. No doubt the comforting informa tion that the baron had been made the recipient of a pnekage containing his money, which he had so obligingly allowed himself to be robbed of by the highwayman, and a grateful letter and a visit from Mr. Lacy, assisted the sick mau in his recovery. For three days afterward Dr. Mason thought him sufficiently revovered to ride out, and a little perfumed note, that reached him on his return home, completed the cure aud enabled him to answer it in person at the dinner table of the Lacys. Imogene was tender and kind, and before the evening was over had au opportunity to confess her repentance, aud Harry want home that night the happiest man in the town. "Well, Harry, you don't look as if yon would like to be crushed by a rock or otherwise disposed of. How is it? Shall I congratulale you?" "Yes, my bold robber," replied Harry, seating himself in the dootor's room. When the autumn months had sent the country visitors back to their city homes Dr. Mason received the wedding cards of Mr. and Mrs. Ham rnocd. Hoy Seta Fire to a Lion. A cigarette, a lighted match care lessly tossed away, a thoughtless youth, a lion and a crowd were all that were required to develop a first class panic in Linooln Park "Zoo" Sunday. The youth smoking a cigar ette lounged at the edge of the strong est cage in the menagerie where Leo, the biggest of the lions, lay dreaming, his crisp and shaggy mane comfort ably snuggling against the bars of his den. Tho usual Sunday throng crowded as near the cage as they conld and watohed the royal sleeper. Meanwhile the youth's paper smoke went out and he applied a match to it for a fresh light. Blowing a cloud of smoko toward tho slumbering king of beasts, the smoker carelessly Hipped the burning match away. It fell still burning on the lion's mane and in another instant Leo sprung into the air with a volley of real leonine roars that sent the crowd pell mell toward the exits. Women and children were trampled under foot by frighted men and the agonized beast continued to -bellow like a circus calliope. Finally Headkeeper Cy DeVry arrived, soothed the ruffled lion into lamblike docility, and the crowd ambled away, nfirsing nothing worse than a few bruises and scratches. The cigarette youth escaped.—Chi cago Record. Found Sn.kw Fighting Her Mirror. Mrs. Charles Cole was attracted the other morning by a peouliar hissing and rapping in her bedroom. On in vestigation she beheld a large black snake swinging from the top of the dresser by its tail and viciously fight ing its reflection in the mirror. Mrs. Cole cnlted for her husband to come and kill the reptile, but when he ap peared he could not strike at the swaying serpent thnt continued the combat with the shadow in the glass, unmindful of his presence, for fear of shattering the costly mirror. He then procured a long pole and suc ceeded in disengaging its coils from the mirror framo and hurling it out of the open window through which it evidently entered. The fall to the ground from the second-story room stunned but did not kill the snake, and when Mr. Cole descended the stairs and reached the yard to ac complish its death, it swiftly glided ; away in the grass and escaped.—Cin cinnati Inquirer. TALES OF BURIED HOARDS BUSINESSLIKE ATTEMPTS TO FIND COCOS ISLAND'S TREASURE. fheAngel of Death Seems to Guard It as the Dragon Defended the Golden Ap ples—Clandestine Syndicates of Treas ure-Hunters—Their 111-Luck. The enormous amount of gold that was found among the Indians by the couquistadores, the rich product of the mines in the Spanish colonial period, the successful raids of the pirates and the buccaneers that used to haunt the Central American coasts, have naturally given rise to many tales of buried treasure!, and one of them involves the Cocos Island, a small "spot" of grouud belonging to Costa Bica, in latitude five degrees and thirty-two minutes and longitude eighty-seven degrees aud two min utes, about 400 miles southwest of Panama. The story goes, relates W. E. Cur tis, that in 1821, during the revolution which separated the colonies from Spain, the wealthy Spaniards of Cen tral America, hearing 4 that their houses would be looted and their sav ings Beizeu by the natives in rebellion, loaded a schooner with gold and gems and silver plate and sent it, in charge of a committee, to Cocos Island to be buried until the troubles were over. Eaoh of the committee of six men had a chart of its location. One was killed during the revolution. Two died from natural causes before it was over. When peace was restored the three started for Coeds to bring back the wealth, but were never heard from again. Their boat is supposed to have been driven on the rocks of the island and all on board perished. This was about iB3O. No farther attempt was made for several years to obtain the treasure, but then the heirs of the dead and the other owners of the property began to stir tilings up and organize expedi tions for its recovery. Several par ties went over with gangs of men to do the digging, but never brought anything home. Alleged copies of the chart were made and sold to spec ulators after the secret had become generally known, and through the hands of sailors found their way to all parts of the world. Clandestine syndicates of treasure-hunters were formed aud expeditions were sent, secretly fron New York, San Fran cisco aud London, as well as from Panama and Centra! Amerioa. There has been a good deal of fighting and a good deal of fever, for, althongh the island is an attractive place, it is as unhealthy as the Garden of Hesperides. The Angel of Heath seems to guard the buried treasure of Cocos Island as the dragon guarded the golden ap ples there. Captain Leadbetter, a graduate of Annapolis Academy of 1884, who has command of the harbor fleet of the Panama railroad, has been over there, but declares thut it was in search of pleasure rather than treasure. He says that Cocos. arises abruptly from the sea, with broken walls of rock that are almost perpendicular. There is occasionally a ravine, down which a stream of water rushes, or a strip of sandy beach, against which the surf breaks with great violence. The en tire surface is covered with luxuriant vegetation, great spreading trees, strange plants and vines and beauti ful foilage, which furnish a romark able field for botanical researoh. There are many large streams also, and sev eral small lakes, 300 or 400 yards across, deep reservoirs of pure, cold water bubbling up from the center of the earth. It is said to be the finest water in the Pacific. According to these tales, Cooos Island must be place for a Robinson Crusoe. It has abundant fish and wnter fowls, turtles are plen tiful and crabs of prodigious size, and the woods are full of wild pigs and goats that were abandoned by the early inhabitants andhr /e multiplied. The great objection is the moisture. The island lies in what the sailors call the doldroms, a strip of sea a few de grees north of the equator, between the east and the west trade winds. In that region there is seldom any breeze, and sailing vessels always avoid it for fear of getting becalmed. The rainy season extends the year around, and the precipitation is so large as to be almost incredible. Two or three years ago the Im perieuse, flagship of the British squadron of the North Pacific, with Rear-Admiral Palliser in command, came all the way from Vancouver to Cooos under orders from London to investigate tho claims of one Charles Hartford, an Englishman who has a concession from the Government of Costa Rica to search for the treasure on commission, and had interested a capitalist by the name of E. A. Harris to become his "angel" and furnish him with funds. At the time of this visit the only inhabitants of Cocos were a German family named Gerster, the remnants of a colony of Germans who had come from Costa Rica, but abandoned the place after a few months' residence because of the un healthy climate. They did consider able prospecting ond found traces of lead and quicksilver, but no gold or treasure. Two or three hundred sailors from the Imperiense were sent ashore with picks and spades, and dug trenches in parallel lines six feet apart and ten feet deep at the plaqg indicated by a chart which Hartford brought with him, but they found nothing. He showed them also a tunnel or cavern in the rocks, which they blew up with dynamite, without a sight of the $30,- 900,000 of silver plate and jewels and gold. It rained torrents ali the time, and digging wos not only difficult, but dangerous, as there were several landslides. Hartford was left at San Jose de Guatemala, where he endeav ored to persuade the Captain of the United States steamer Alert to go down and continue the work, but the Imperieuse returned to Vancouver with nothing but a story, Hartford's experience has been re markable. One of the most business like attempts to find the buried trea sure was made by a Mrs. Brennan, the widow of a ship chandler in Nova Scotia, who heard the tale and ob tained a chart from a sailor. She went across the continent to Victoria, interested several business men of that city in the project, and in March, 1897, sailed (or Cocos in the schooner Aurora, under command of Captain Fred Hackett. When they landed in Chatham Bay, oh the northeasterly point of the island, they were amazed by meeting a creature who seemed only half human. He was dressed like Robinson Crusoe in the skins of beaßts, his hair and beard were long and tangled and his eyes were wild. At first he could not speak, but after they had allowed his wandering facul ties to adjust themselves he told his story. He said that some years before he had obtained a concession from the Costa Rican Government which gave him the exclusive right to search for the buried treasure, with the under standing that he should pay over half of all he found. He brought from Fuenta Arenas a gang of men in the little gunboat Tnralba and began ex cavations, guided by a chart which had been obtained from a descendant of the original committee that made the oache. After working several weeks without result the men became dis contented and insisted upon return ing to Costa Rica. The captian of the gunboat advised that they should be allowed to go, nnd promised to return with a new gang as soon as ho could make the voyage. Hartford deter mined to remain, beoause he believed he had found the right location and feared to lose it again. But the Tur alba never returned, and he had been alone upon the island, he could not say how long. For the first few months he kept tally of the passing days by making notohes on a sapling, but finally gave it up, and had almost abandoned himself to despair when the Aurora arrived. Mrs. Brennan und Captain Hackett were deeply interested in this relation, of course, and after a few days of con ference obtained this proposition from the solitary islander: "I, Charles Hartford, have an agree ment with and permission from the Costa Bican Government to search for hidden treasure on Cocos island. I was landed by said Government on September 22, 1896 (I think), and that government agreed to come back for me inside of three months. I have not heard from said Government since, and being in a starving condition and wtth no means to obtain food aud no way to get off the island, und having located the;large treasure, I make this agreement with the captain and | crew of the schooner Aurora of Vic- j toria, B. C., to let them take half of 1 the treasure of whatever nature, whether gold, silver or precious stones, for their side of the agreement, aud to land me, Charles Hartford, at some convenient port in the United States with the other half of snid treasure." This document bears the following indorsement in the sailorlike hand of Captain Haokett: "The information we came to the island for proving no good, we have hunted, dug and bored, and were about to return home when said offer was made and accepted." Mrs. Brennan aud Captain Hackett soon made up their minds that the treasure was beyond their reach, aud induced Hartford to return with them to Victoria, where their experience was related to Admiral Pallissier, and by him reported to the admiralty au thorities in Loudon. Hartford has not been seen al Panama for sometime, but is supposed to be in New York organizing anothei expedition. Fell Over n Cllfl, But Lives. William Hotcomb, a teamster, ol Canaan, Conn., a few days ago fell from a cliff on Canaan Mountain, to gether with a pair of horses and a wagon containing wood. The cliff at this point is seventy-five feet high, and the bottom is covered With huge, jugged rocks. The man aud horses struck in some stunted pine trees and escaped with scarcely a scratch. Holcomb was descending on the South Mountain road with a heavy load of cordwood. Half way down the mountain the road skirts the dangerous cliff, with a flimsy board fenoe serving as the only railing. The heavy rains of the day before had undermined the roadbod, and whep the team reached this spot the wagon slipped and the horses were unable tc hold it. When the load struck the fence Holcomb endeavored to save himself by jumping. Just as he leaped the wagon fell, and the impetus threw Holcomb in a backward somersault down the cliff. He struck in a pine tree thirty feet from where the wagon and horses lauded.—New York Press. New Openintr For the Sweet Potato. The American sweet potato has a new field opening for it, and may eventually displace corn, potatoes and rice as a starch producer. Experi ments made with this vegetable by the Department of Agricultural at Wash ington developed the tact that it con tains about twenty-five per cent, of starch. Assuming a yield of twenty bushels or 1200 pounds of wheat per acre, thirty-five bushels or 1960 pounds of corn, and 200 bushels or 11,000 pounds of sweet potatoes, the yield of starch is estimated to be: From wheat, 684 pounds; corn, 1238 pounds, aud sweet potatoes, 2640 I pounds. IHIS GIEL HAS PLUCK. HER FIVE-ACRE REMNANT OF AN OLD FARM A COLD MINE. How She Earns a Good Living: Under Ideal Conditions—Any Young; Woman With an Equal Amount of Determina tion Can Do the Same. To put matters right at the outset, I will state that her right name is not Sally Brown, and that the five acres and old farmhouse which she rented is not in the township, or even in the State, where I have arbitrarily located it. But this is immaterial. The real point at issue is that she makes a liv ing, and more; and that any girl un der the same conditions, and with the same amount of pluck and determina tion, can do the same. The circumstances of loss and death which left her alone, to fight her own battles, do not form a part ot this sketch; nor do I dwell on the laok of special education which debarred her from skilled employment in the city. Suffice it to say that she heard of this five-acre remnant of an old farm, and of the few odds and ends of ancient, dilapidated furniture which the house contained; and, as the rent of the one and the cost of the other came well within her capital of a hundred dol lars, she determined to let them and her desperation—though inspiration is the better word—arbitrate her im mediate future. When she took possession in May, she had twenty dollars 'eft; but the furniture was hers, and the house and five acres for a year. One mile away is a small village of twenty or more houses, through which runs a trolley line. Fifteen miles distant, by this trolley, is Newport. Between the vil lage and Newport, at irregular inter vals, are scattered summer cottages, which grow larger and more preten tious as they approach the city. Her only immediate neighbors are an old man and his wife, who grow things for the city market. Their land joins hers, and their house is but a few rods awav. Sallv wns strong and energetic, but her knowledge of country resources at this time was limited. Half of ber twenty dollars was promptly expended in quince bushes, for she had heard that they were very profitable, and she was much taken aback, when the old man informed ber bluntly that it was money wasted; quinces were too risky for rented land, he said. What she wanted wns something that could be depended upon to bear quickly and regularly. This was her first mistake, and, though it involved but ten dollars, it was ten dollars thnt could ill bo spared. Already she had spent fire for provis ions, selected chiefly for uutritious ness aud bulk; aud now she let half of the remaining five goto the old man for plowing and preparing tho old garden behind the house, and the other half for seeds. The rest of the land she would have to loave for awhile. On first inspection sho had thought the old house uninhabitable, but, by changing a few window-sashes and adding a doorhiuge and latch here and there, sho had rendered two or three of the rooms possible to use. The kitchen was the best of them, and in one end of the long, low-eeiliug room was a huge fireplace in which were swinging cranes and andirons, just as they had been used fifty years before. This fireplace would answer all presont needs of cooking and heating. The old garden was enclosed by high stone walls, and along these were rank growths of weeds and half-wild garden herbs, and even of blushes. Sally spent many hours, between her seed-planting, in digging them out and working over the soil. There were many plans forming in her mind for another year —beds of strawberries and asparagus and parsley, and of early vegetables; for these theoldmau said there was a good demand among the neighboring cottages; und, if grown early enough to escape sharp compe tition, they could be sold to advan tage in the city. And, besides these, Sally was looking forward to a poul try-yard—which the old man did not have —and to growing cress in the brook which flowed across the foot of her five acres, and to other things which she had read about as being profitable and suitable to girls. But she would have to wait and work for them little by little, as she could, for she had no money. When she spoke of her plaus to the old man, however, he shook his head sagely, and said that she had better put one iron into the Are at a time; it would be safer. One day he asked if she would be willing to help him wash and bunoh vegetables occasionally, as most of his time was now taken up in disposing of his produce at the cottages and in the city, and his wife was too feeble for such work. After that Sally spent half of each day with him, and,though her earnings were not large, they were considerably more than her expenses, and the work was of value to her as an object-lesson. In June she helped him pick his strawberries, and, later, his currants and gooseberries and rasp berries. When the strawberry vines sent out new runners, she purchased several thousand, and paid for them in work. By setting them in June, he said, she would have a full crop the following season. She also set raspberry suokers, and put in cuttings of gooseberries aud currants. But it was a hard year, aud, having only her scanty wages, progress was slow and almost disheartening. In the fall the old man obtained for her the looking after of several of the cot tages whose owners returned to their city homes. In one of these she took up her abode, and thus was enabled to pass the winter more comfortably than she'could have done in the old house. As her duties required her only to openVand air the oottages once aah week, she had much spare time, and this she utilized in making frame* and aashes for the hot-beds and cold frames which she intended to start late in the winter. In March .she re turned to the old house, for the "Vveather had grown sufficiently open for her to walk baok and forth to the cottages. When their owners returned and relieved her of her duties, she found herself in possession of eighty dollars. With this she had her entire five acres plowed and made ready for cultivation, and purchased seeds, provisions, and a few necessary tools, expending the last twenty dollars in hiring a man for a month to help her with the harder work. In June the strawberries netted her enough to tide her through the summer. This was three years ago. To-day Sally employs a half-grown boy regu larly by the year. She owns a cow and horse, which the boy looks after; and a second-hand delivery wagon, in which he takes produce to the market. She has tried poultry, and given it up—not because she does not think it would pay, but because she likes fruit-growing better, and considers the two incompatible. The strawberry bed has been increased to an acre, and she has long rows of blackberries and raspberries, aud of currants and gooseberries. Tho yearly rental she has changed to a long lease, with the privilege of purchasing at any time at a stated sum. This purchase she contemplates in the near future; and, when once the land is hers, she will put at acre in early grapes, and another in quinces" and pears. Quinces, she believes, will pay on her own land, especially now that im mediate mousy returns are not im perative. Growing vegetables for market she has given up, except in a very few hot-beds, the yields from which command fancy prices. Cress growing has also been tried and abandoned; it was an extra iron in the fire, which interfered with more con genial ones. Of course many discouragements and losses have been met with, which are known only to Sally herself. But her success has so far exceeded her expectation that the first two years can now be looked back upon with appreciative equanimity. However, were it to be done over agaiu, she de clares that she could save at least a year by devoting all her first money to strawberry vinos, and adding other frui's as sho aould work her way to them. But, for all thnt, she believes she could make a living at poultry by devoting all her energies to it, and also at some of the other things which she has tried and abandoned.—New York Home Journal. An Indian Juggling Feat. One of the most interesting feats of the Fneblo juggler, in Arizona, is called "the enchanted plant," aud its significance is similar to that of the "seed giving." All the members of the tribe gather in the esttifn at sun rise on a day selected by the medieine men before the annual planting be gins, and after long and labored in cantations a kernel of corn is planted in a jar which stauds in the centre of the jloor. This jar is surrounded by a cirole of priests, who sing, dance and clap their hands all day long. The ordinary members of the tribe retire and go about their daily duties. They may come into the temple for a little while at intervals during the day to see how things are going on, bnt their presenco is not necessary. It is a day of serious and continu ous labor for the medicine men, how ever, because if the singing; ceases tho corn stops growing, and the grenter tho vigor of the song the more rapid the growth. A few hours after the seed is planted it seems to germinate, and a tiny shoot emerges from the earth. By noon it is a foot high; by night it is a perfect plant—a stalk of corn five or six feet long, with perfect leaves and soft milky fruit. By sun rise the next morning the grain is ripe and dry. Then, in the presence of all the tribe, the high priest plucks the ears, which, of course, are sacred, shells the corn, aud divides it among the several families to be mixed with their ordinary seeds to insure a good crop. Of course it i 3 a trick, but it is au extraordinary one. The Indians be lieve it to be the result of supernatural agencies, and tho quality of the growth indicates the comparative abundance of their harvest.—Chicago Record. Lockjaw a Deadly Disease. According to Flint's Encyclopedia of Medicine and Surgery tetanus is one the most deadly disease to which human flesh is heir. Of the 363 cases in the Civil War 330 were fatal. A majority of the deaths occur within the first five days. When the pulse goes higher than 120 the disease is sure tojbo fatal. Chloral is a remedy used to allay the spasms and to produce sleep, for sleeplessness is one of the chief symp toms. When the wound is on a com paratively unimportant part, immedi ate amputation is advised by medical authorities. No wound is free from the risk of tetanus. Healthy persons are just as liable to an attack as the sick. Males from the age of fifteen to forty-five are more liable. Cars Uniquely Equipped. The new cars to be used on the in terurban line between St. Paul and a small place named Stillwater will be unique in their equipment. They will have compressed air for brakes and whistles, to be supplied by a small motor operating an air 'pump. The air whistles will be used in the coun try, where the cars will be run at a high rate of speed. Each car also will be equipped with a telephone, with fifty feet of wire and a switch ping. At intervals of a quarter of a mile there will be places where the conduc tor can cat in on the telphone wire be tween St. Paul and Stillwater, and communioate with the power house or car barn.—New York Tribune.
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