FREfIfIND TRIBUNE. KSTAIILTSIIKD ! BHB. PUBLISHED EVERY MONDAY, WEDNESDAY AND FRIDAY, IJY THE TRIBUNE PRINTING COMPANY, Limited OFFICE; MAIN STREET ABOVE I-T.NTHE. LONG DISTANCE TELEPHONE. SVIISCITL PTION' ICATES FREELAXD.— The TM BCNE is delivered by carriers to subscribers in Fl'eoland at the rate of l'.'Vy cents per month, payable every two months, or slsoa year, payable in advance- The TRIBUNE may he ordered direct form the carriers or from the nilioo. Complaints of Irregular or tardy delivery service will re ceive prompt attention, BY MAIL —The TitmuNß is sent to out-of town subscribers for sl.s'! a year, payable in advance; pro rata terms for shorter periods. Tho date when tho subscription expires is on the uddress label of each paper. Prompt re newals must be made at the expiration, other wise the subscription will be discontinued. Entered at the Postofllce at Freeland. Pa., as Second-Class Matter, Mnkf all money orders, cheeks. etc.,pnyible to the Tribune Printing Company, Limited. A list of English public school grad uates serving in South Africa has been made. Eton leads with 1000 besides 400 serving in the Volunteers; then follow Wellington, 500; Harrow, 400; Marlborough, 340; Cheltenham, 300; Charterhouse, 380; Winchester and Haileybury, 250 each, and Ilugliy 100. Sixty schools have about 2500 "old boys" at tlie front, besides over 3300 In the Volunteer service. The most remarkable revelation yet made in the new census is furnished by the sad report of Omaha, Neb., which is able to show a population of only 102,555 in 1000, after having claimed at the census of 1800 a popula tion of 140,452. It is explained that tho census of 1800 was padded, hut if sueli padding could escape undetect ed, how can we he sure that it has not been repeated or that there have net been other errors? The figures showing the extent of | tlie foreign commerce of the United j States for the fiscal year ending June 30 Inst are something stupendous. The imports were valued at $519,714,- C7C and the exports at $1,304,470,214 making a total of $2,214,103,554. The most pregnant fact brought into prom- , inencc by an examination of the do- I tabs of this vast trade is tho great in- j crease in the importation of the crude materials of manufacture | and in the exportation of inanu- I fa-iturcd articles. N ice Chancellor Grey decided n | care involving a mortgage for SIOOO, tho transfer of which to George 11. ! Bc'tckcr of Philadelphia by Miss j linnna McEadden of Atlantic City | was alleged to have been made as a I gift ,iust before the death of Miss McVndden. The vice chancellor In I his opinion says: "Gifts made just be fore death are not favored in law for the reason that this is a mode of trans fer by mere delivery, and proof there of lias to lie made when death has closed the lips of the claimed donor." Controller Traccwcll of the treasury has rendered a decision In which no holds that the Hawaiian Islands, un der the act of May 20, 1900, consti tute an Integral part of the United States, and, therefore, officers of the I navy therein are serving within the realm or dominion of tho United i States and consequently are not "be yond seas" within the meaning of | S ■etion 13 of the Navy Personal act. It follows that such officers are not j entitled to the same play and allow ances as officers of the army similarly j situated, and therefore must be paid at the regular rates for officers of their grade, without the increase given by the act of May 20, 1900, to army officers. Comparing some letters of a cen tury ago with others of this day,either commercial or social, one cannot fail to ho Impressed with the change that lias been made in the direction of brevity. And with this change has come a hardness, an unfoellngness. a want of -proper respect in tho writer. Good letter writers are few and far between. Men have no time to till pages with interesting matter, but, adopting tho commercial spirit of the age, make 10 lines say what it took 100 to say in the days of our grand fathers. What is called polite cor respondence has been given over to women, whose duties enable them to dwell on Incidents and gossip that in terest. Men will not take time to write sueli matters, but all willingly pause to read them. An infantryman with fixed bayonet has at least an equal chance against a cavalry soldier with lance or sword. f A BLACK SHEEP. 1 J BY HARRY ROCKWOOD. ? "How sharper than a serpent's tooth To have a thankless child !" quoted Mrs. Deacon Washburn, in weak, tremulous tones. Harry, "her eldest born," stood be fore her, tall, dark, with blazing eyes and firinly-eompressed Hps. He raised one strong, brown hand with an impatient gesture. "So you nre ready to take sides with father against me!" he exclaimed, his voice full of suppressed passion. Mrs, Washburn sighed. "Oh, dear! What can I say to you?" sho cried, appeallugly. "You can suy tliut you believe I am a scape-grace, if this is what you have in your mind. Of course there is no blame anywhere except with me. Joe nud Charlie are saints, because they haven't spirit enough to draw lines for themselves, nor resolution to follow them in the face of opposition. I merely requested father to let me study for a profession, nud he fired up on it, and said that his trade had brought half a dozen children up from infancy, feeding and clothing them, and that Iris trade was good enough for his hoys. Bah! As though I had no right to look above a car riage-maker's shop because I was born in one." Harry spoke with intense bitterness. Wheeling abruptly, he would have left the house nt once. But a slender form stood in the doorway, and two deep blue eyes met his in a glance which wns full of mingled sympathy and ap prehension. "What is the matter, Harry?" ques tioned the girl, a ring of anxiety In her sweet tones. "Another flare-up!" wns the senten tious response. Then, in a lower tone: "I'm going away, Pet. I've borne this life as long as I can." Petronilla Wayne—the orphan child of a distant kinsman of Mrs. Wash burn—reached both hands upward, and placed them upon Harry's shoul ders, which were almost as high as she could reach. "Please don't go!" she said, plead ingly. A rift of white crossed her cheeks. But her word." did not cause theyoung man to waver in his purpose. "Do not remonstrate, Pet I've thought It all over, and mnde up my mind what is best I haven't been a dutiful son at home—l have brought disgrace upon my father's name. lie said so t'hlp very morning. He said, too, that I was the black sheep of Ids (lock—because ef those boyish pranks f mine, I suppose. I hate to go, though, with you blaming me." His manly voice showed signs of breaking, and he turned away his face to hide the signs of emotion which he rould not keep back. "I do not blame you, Harry. Per haps it Is best for you to go, only—lt will be very lonely for me. That is Ml." The girl spoke quite bravely. Harry flared not trust himself to speak again. Bending quietly, he kissed tho quiver ing, upturned lips of Petronilla, leav ing one of Ills own tear-drops upou heir cheek. Then he pushed almost rudely past her, and strode out into the gray, misty morning. Pet watched him out of sight Then she saw Deacon Washburn, tall nnd grim, coming up the path. "Harry has gone, Uncle Joseph," sho said, as the man ascended the steps. "Well, he'll have a chance to try flghtln' his battle alone—that's all I've got to say," was tlie hasty response. Then he added, pulling viciously at his grizzled beard: "He'll come bnck in a week. Uks enough, and own that he's l'arnt a ■iesscm!" But Harry did not "come back in a week," nor in a mouth. A year passed Yith no tidings from the black sheep. Then there was a steamboat disnster on one of tlie groat rivers, and among the list of the killed Deacon Washburn read tlie name of his son. There was deep sorrow at tlie cottage after that, and glooin settled upon the hearts of its inmates. Six years passed. Deacon Washburn's younger sons. Joe and Charlie, married, and settled down to a humdrum existence within half a mil" of their father's roof-tree. But Petronilla Wayne remanied with her benefactors. Mrs. Washburn had become too feeble and tremulous to attend to the household duties, and the brunt of them descended upon Pet's strong, young shoulders. So. she went on with the simple routine of housework, a trifle wan nnd siul jyed after the news of Harry's death. One day a new misfortune came to (hem. The deacon's carriage-shop, ivit.li all It contained, was burned, and wliile attempting to extinguish the flames, tlie deacon himself was se verely injured. There was a ehunee for his life, tlie doctor said, but his physical labors could never be re sumed. Misfortunes never come singly. Be fore Mr. Washburn was able to leave tlie house, a former resident of the town ptit in an appearance, declaring that tlie Washburn cottage, and. the valuable cultivated ground belonging to tlie estate, wore held by a spuri ous title; in other words, that Deacon Washburn did not own tlicm nt all. This was a startling discovery to the unfortunate man. The elnimant of the estate brought proofs which only a long and expensive suit could set aside. "Sorry to turn you from your home, which you have paid f< • fairly en ough," said Mr. Hoskins, blandly. "But it Isn't my fault that the person who gave you the title to this prop erty had no right to do so. Indeed, you were in fault for not learning the irresponsibility of the party when you made the purchase. I shall not force you to move away until you have suifi clently recovered to do so. I am a kind man at heart, you see, Mr. Wush burn." ' Then "kind-hearted" Hoskins smirked nnd bowed, and laft the cot tage. The deacon was half-crazed by the situation. lie could not afford to carry on an expensive legal suit, with the probability of being defeated in the end. Charlie and Joe wore in no situation to assist him: and Mrs. Washburn was more weak and tremulous than ever before. There seemed to be no alternative. They must give up their home aud go—whither? A week dragged away. Then a letter came to Deacon Wash bum, written In a scrawly business hand. It was a pithy affair, and us follows: "I read in a newspaper that one Al bert Hoskins disputed the legality of Joseph Washburn's title to the home and land which the latter was sup posed to own. Knowing Mr. Hoskins to be an unscrupulous villain. I will come to Centrevllle, and legally op pose bis claims, in your behalf. Respectfully, etc., "Lansing, Attorney-at-Law." A sort of Joy choked the voice of Petronilln as she read the singular let ter aloud to Mr. Washburu. "But who is this Lansing? Another fraud, It is likely," exclaimed the old man, not daring to believe a turn in his fortunes to be possible. "Perhaps not. Uncle Joe; we mustn't give up in tliut way, for I do not be lieve God has forgottou us," exclaimed Pet, stroking the silver-gray locks of her benefactor. "That's so, child. At any rate, this Lansing can't do any worse by us than Hoskins will, and we might as well accept his aid, if ho has any to offer." So it was settled. Within a week a civil suit in tho courts began, which Deacon Wash burn was not able to attend. But he learned that Lansing, the lawyer who had volunteered aid, wns a brilliant young man, nnd that Al bert Hoskins dared not push his claims alter the attorney had presented the other side of the case. Tho claimant seemed to stand great ly In fear of his opponent, and a ru mor was circulated that Hoskins was guilty of numerous crooked transac tions, of which the young lawyer threatened to convict him. So, after a single day's trial, the case was decided, and Deacon Wash burn's title to his hard-earned pos sessions pronounced genuine. Early In the evening after the trial a knock sounded upon the door of the Washburn cottage. Pet answered the summons, fling ing tho door open wide. A tall, dark-bennlcd stranger crossed the threshold, and a pair of handsome eyes looked down upon Petronilln. She uttered a little gasp, her cheeks flashing slightly, nnd then becoming ns white as death. "It is—Harry!" she managed to ar ticulate. "Yes. Pet. So you had not quite for gotten the faee of the black sheep?" returned his deep, musical tones. "Forgotten you!" terminating her ex clamation with a little scream of joy. Tlien adding. In a bewildered sort of way: "But I supposed you were dead, and we had been mourning for you all these years. Is it really, truly, our Ilnrry?" The young man laughed softly. "No, I did not perish in the great disaster upon the Hudson, though it wns by almost a miracle that I es caped. The report of my dentil was contradicted afterward, nnd had I not supposed that you rend it I should have written to you. I saw an account of father's misfortunes in a news paper. and thought it about time for the 'black sheep' to return and redeem his reputation. So I wrote to father, signing ns Lansing. And 1 trust that I shall receive a welcome tills time. I have been very homesick for a long, long time, for I wanted to see mother, father, the boys and you, little Pet. That was all he said to her then. With a joyous light shining from her eyes she led him into the cozy sitting room. Very gently they broke the news to Mr. nnd Mrs. Washburn. It was hard for them to realize that this handsome, bearded stranger could be their Harry, who had left them six or seven years ago. And when they fully comprehended the glorious truth, nnd that it wns their brave, talented Harry, who had come to them in their need and saved their home from the spoiler, they evinced their joy in away that left no doubt of a perfect reconciliation In the heart of the young man. Harry's visit to the old home-nook was a protracted one. And when ho went back to the city it was with a promise to return at frequent inter vals. His success in bis chosen proression was a brilliant one, and many were the generous presents which he sent home to his pallents, who had grown to idolize him. He found more than two worshiper* at the old Washburn cottage. Upon his next visit to said to shy petite Pefronilla: "Why did you not marry some one, as well as Charlie and Joe?" "Because I couldn't boar to thinls of being happy with you gone," she an swered. Very gently he clasped her in his arms, and asked, with his brown beard close to her face: "Can you think of being happy, now that 1 have returned? Remember, 1 am the one 'black sheep' of the flock!" He received her answer then. But it was not until their wedding day tliut the world knew how well she loved Deacon Washburn's "blaelc sheep."—Saturday Night TRAMPINC IN FINE RAIMENT. Leaning on ITIs (iofil-nvaded Cnnei He Tnl<l of His Hard-dp Condition. A tramp, attired In silk tile and Prince Albert coat, set East Twenty seventh street agog with conjecture the other day. Spotless lineh, a clean shaven face and a glib tongue added to the make-up of the beggar. Many thought him to be an estray from the ranks of the Cook County Marching club of Chicago, which cut such a dash hero during the Bryan notifica tion meeting. Early in the morning he appeared at the kitchen door of the home of Fred 0. Ball, Ash and Twenty-seventh streets. He trembled as he spoke of the hardship that ill-luck had forced upon him. He leaned on a gold-head ed cane as he told Mr. Ball of his hunger. "This is my llrst visit to any man's back door, my friend," ho said in a tone of pathos. "This is the first time I ever begged in my life, and I'll give you this my last nickel, for a bite of breakfast." He held out u nickel to the man whom he sought to be his good Samaritan, but Mr. Ball refused It. Mr. Ball led him Into the kitchen, and soon the handsome beggar wus mak ing away with a bowl of oatmeal and offering profuse thanks between spoon fuls. He had the tone of a polished man, and when lie bad finished a good meal he arose to go. Turning to Mr. Ball, lie said: "My young friend, you will yet hear from tills act of kiuduess. I am a music teacher by profession and have taught in some of the best conservatories in the country. Mis fortune overtook me and I confess that right now I am holding the short end. But I'll pull out yet and will remember you." Tears trickled down the fellow's face as he left his benefactor nud wended his way toward the railroad yards.— Indianapolis Press. QUAINT AND CURI U If all the mountains In the world were leveled, the uverage height of and lafld would rise nearly 250 feet. The old Chinese idea of fortifying was to include as great an area as possible within a more or less Impos ing wall. Thus Nanking has 27 miles of city wall. A submarine boat to be propelled by cable traction, has been desigued by a French Inventor, for crossing the English channel. It will accommo date about 250 passengers, and will make the journey In about an hour. An ipventor lias hit upon a method of putting stone soles on hoots and shoes. He mixes a waterproof glue with a suitable quantity of clean quartz sand and spreads it over the leather sole used as a foundation. These quartz soles are said to bo very flexible and to give the foot a firm hold even on the most slippery sur face. In a large rookery of flying foxes on the island of Tongatatu near Nuka lofa, the bats, about 8000 in number, occupy the tops of 14 large trees lu the midst of the village. The rookery Is carefully protected by the chief of the village, who permitted the natural ist to take away only three specimens. It was understood that they had been guarded by the people from time im memorial. There are several trees and plants in the world whose berries, juice or bark are as good to wash with as real soap. In the West Indian islands and In South America grows a tree whose fruit maltes an excellent lather and is used for washing clothes. The bark of a tree which grows in Peru, and of another which grows in the Malay Islands, yields a line soap. The com mon soapwort, which is indigenous to England, is so full of saponine that simply rubbing the leaves together In water produces a soapy lather. An objeot of great Interest to con tinental Europe is a walking mountain in Uard, France, which is moving toward the river cf the same nnmo, at the rate of 15 feet a day. in Its advnnce it has destroyed the ma chinery and pits of the Grande Combe colliery, nnd has also destroyed nearly a mile of the Alals railway. New channels are being prepared for the Gnrd nnd Garden rivers, which nre sure to be choked up when the land slide comes. Six hundred persons have been obliged to leave their homes at Grande Combo. The lower strata of (he mountain, which risen sheer from the valley, are grit and green mart, j and both have given way owing to I the in Alteration of rain. Dolly's Danger. Oh, what do you think has happened? Doll Daisy almost died. It frightened me so dreadfully, Of course I cried and cried. I rocked her to sleep this morning. Anil laid her in a chair; Pearl, the pussy, didn't know That I had put her there. And so, when she got sleepy, What should she do but curl Her great gray body in a ring Right on my little girl. About a Popular Foreigner. The dooryard flower gardens are dot ted with poppies of all kinds, from the little single red fellows to ones that look almost like the big white-headed louble chrysanthemums. Although the poppy is quite a favorite in this coun try, none of the family is native to the soil. All of our poppies came from the old world. In Euglund, Scotland and Italy the graceful scarlet poppy blos soms In the wheatflelds ami grows wild in waste places. Among the ruins of ancient Itouie this brilliant flower blooms luxuriantly. It Is very hardy, and though an annual, scatters its seed so well that they come up from your to year In gardens where they have once been pluntcd. A Doflf'a I.oy>ilt.v. One of my brothers, when a young man, owned a handsome Newfound land answering to the name of "SkUk kum," the same being Chintook Indian for "good," and amply deserved. When my brother married, Skukkum was graciously pleased to approve of his choice, and extended a courteous but distinctly condescending friendship to the new member of bis family, evident ly thinking that, perhaps, after all, three might be company In spite of the proverb. But he drew the line at four; and, when the first buby came, his courtesy gave way. He not only absolutely refused to come and look at the little tot, and be Introduced to the new member of the family, but, if it was brought Into the room would Instantly either leave it or march off to the farthest corner, and lie down, with an air of offended dig nity. And yet the moment the baby was placed in lils perambulator and started out through the garden gate for a con stitutional doWn the street, Skukkum would promptly range up alongside of the carriage and escort it through the entire trip, keeping a most vigilant eye upon any stranger, canine or hu man, who ventured to approach his charge without a cordial greeting from the nurse-maid. The minute, however, that the gate was safely reached again, he considered his duty done, niul re lapsed at once into his former attitude of Jealous contempt. lie evidently felt that, no matter hew much he might disapprove of the baby personally, and even feel free to express this feeling within the privacy of the? family circle, yet the youngster was, nevertheless, do jure, a member of the family, and entitled not merely to defence, but to respectful attention before the eye of the outside world. As the baby grew older, he soon came to like him for his own sake; and they were the best of friends.—Contemporary Review. Tho Dubinin* unil flu* Durinliifi. Margaret, Joe, Kenneth and Patty live In the country. They haven't many playthings, but lots and lots of plays. "Making believe" is great fun for them, and they "make believe" so much aud so hard, they really do be lieve in most of their plays. One of their finest plays is tho Dah min and Durmln play. This can be played all day, or only part of the time, but Kenneth and Patty and Joe are Dahmins all tho time. They say the boys are Dahmins and tho girl a Durmln. Margaret says mamma is qu on of tho Durmins, but Patty says, "No. she's Jack Bean's wife, and Jack Bonn is king of the Dahmins." Mam ma is very proud of this honor, lor she knows well what a fine man Jack Bean is. lie Is the hoys' hero, and Kenneth says he owns a gold boat and a gold engine, and Is tho strong est man in tho world. It Is ben-sen that makes htm so strong. Bon-son Is somewhat wonder ful. Y'ou can take an Iron rope as big around as the water-tower and it isn't as strong as a thread of ben-sen. Jack Bean cats a grain of ben-son every morning, and that's what makes him so strong, Kenneth says. All the boys say he is the best man In the world " 'cept papa." Sometimes papa says there Is no such man as Jack Bean, and oh, how the children punish him! They climb all over him, take off his glasses, rumple his hair, and say he can never, never be a Dahmin any more. Papa Is glad enough to give in before such determined foes, and promises to be lieve in Jack Bean as long as he lives. Patty and Kenneth hare what they call "Dahmin dinner" and that means to save your cake and fruit from des sert, and all tho licorice and enndy balls you can get with the pennies you earn going errands and carrying conl for grandma's lire. Then you take these good things (brown sugar sand wiches are line for Dahmin dinners! and sot a nice little table and eat your dinner, and talk with a big voice like a worklngman. Dahmin men are brave. One day , mamma told Kenneth, who is seven. to go on an errand. He was having ' a beautiful time on Jack Bean's gold boat (made of dining-room cliairs), and he didn't want to go. But Putty, who Is live, said, "Go on, Ken, and don't cry. Dahmin mans don't cry." The Dahmins have more fun than the Durmins because there are more of them; but when Margaret Invites two other girls to be Durmins, and they have a Durmln war, then it is exciting. They make their cannon out of drain-pipe, and build forts out ot boxes in summer ana snow in winter, and have as big a war as Spain and America! But alas! mamma Is no longer Jack Bean's wife and queen of the Dah mins. Two little boys wore naughty and had to be punished. As they sat in chairs on each side of the dining room till they could promise to be good, Patty exclaimed, with the ears running down his cheeks; "Mamma can't be the queen, for she has de graced the Dahmins!" But mamma loves the Dahmins and r. Durmins, and spends many a happy hour watching their happy play, and when siie kisses the little boys at night she hopes they may grow up as good men as their heroes—real and make believe.—Youth's Companion. An Emperor's Adventure. The first Emperor Napoleon passed his youth as a student in the military school at Brienne. Like most lads, he was fond of fruit, and a certain re spectable, hard-working widow, a fruit seller, took a deal of money from him; but sometimes he had no cash, and then the poor woman trust ed him with as much fruit as he want ed, and as soon us he hud money again he paid her. But it so happened that at the time of his leaving the school his pockets were empty, and he was a dollar In debt to the woman. As she smilingly brought him the last plate of juicy peaches, he said to her: "I am going away, good mother, and I have not money enough to pay you; but I will not forget your kind ness if you will trust me now." "Don't let that disturb you, young sir! God keep you in health, and make a happy man of you! Take these peaches and welcome!" We all know how in a short time the student of Brienne became a gen era! and conquered Italy, how he went to Egypt, and returned to France through a sen full of hostile ships, and was made first consul, how he restored order and peace in France, and be came its most famous emperor. There came a time when the emper or returned to Brienne. He was no' unmoved at the thoughts of his boy' hood which the place called up, anc" often wandered about unattended. While walking in the street one day, he—suddenly remembering the friend ly old fruit woman—made enquiries about her dwelling, which was in a very low part of the town. He went directly to It accompanied only by one attendant. A narrow door led them into a snialL poor, but very clean room, which served as a shop, where an old wom an with two children knelt by thi stove, preparing their scanty evening meal. "Can I buy any fruit here?" asked the emperor, looking round ut the empty baskets. "O, yes, sir." sold the woman; "the melons are ripe." And she fetched one. While the two strange gentlemen ate their melon, and the woman laid one or two faggots on the tire, one of the strangers said to her: "Have you heard that the emperor Is t expected here today? You know him, don't you? He used to be at the col lege." "Of course I know him! Many a plate and basket of fruit did be buy of me while he was a student here. In the old days!" "But did he always pay you proper ly for what he had?" usked her visitor, carelessly. "Why, to lie sure he did, sir," she answered, going on with her cooking. "But, my good woman, you do not keep quite to the truth," said the other gentleman, laughing, "or else you have a bad memory; for, in the first place, I am the emperor, and in the second, I did not pay for those peach es, besides which, I am to this day one or two dollars in your debt, which now I am come to pay." In the meantime the second gentle- ■* man counted out and laid on the table $240, capital and interest. The emperor gave orders that the miserable house was to be pulled down and another to be built for the poor, hardworking woman in its place, j "In this house," he said, "will lA lodge whenever I come to Brienne, and it shall lie called by my name." He extended his kindness to the children, for he provided well for the girl, and the boy he placed In the same military school ut which he him self had been educated. Flatting an Art In China. Nowhere in the world is the art of fishing so highly developed as in China. Rivers, creeks, stagnant pools, the great ocean and the little tank, lakes and garden ponds, all furnish their quota to the sustenance of man. Even rice grounds are turned into fish ponds in winter. The inhabitants of the water are killed with the spear, caught with tlie hook, scraped up by the dredge and captured by nets. They are even dived for by birds trained for the purpose. Eels are fed in tubs and jars until customers carry them off.
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