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With $200,000,000 to the good, An drew Carnegie can practice his gospel of wealth still more successfully than ever. A woman writing in the Education al lievicw rebukes the disposition of college women to go to teaching for a living without special fitness for the work. School-work being commonly that nearest* at hand, it is most in favor, though according to the presi dent of a Western college for women, the record of college women demon strates In general their ability for managerial office. Says this president: "College women have more executive ability than college men. The girls pay their bills aiul keep their college finances in much better shape than the boys. I would have girls stay out of teaching, and go into work that re quires executive ability." If is somewhat surprising to road in the report of the Treasurer of the United States that the coin oft lie realm that is most extensively counterfeited now; days is not the silver and nickle pieces, but the copper one-cent pieces. During the year there were detected ami d stroyed at the office of the treas ury $11,140 in counterfeit silver coins, notes and certificates, 3277 five-cent pieces and 121,032 one-cent pieces, and the number of spurious minor coins in circulation is rapidly on the in crease. Counterfeit gold coins are rare, only thirteen having been pre sented at the treasury during the year. It looks as if the counterfeiters were putting themselves to a good deal of trouble at a very small profit. The submarine boat has won its way to grudging recognition by the British Admiralty, and a formal official trial of a newly invented craft of this class is to he held shortly under the direc tion of a board of British naval offi cer.-. Experience has already shown that the Zede boat in France and the Hi band in America are capable of overcoming the chief difficulties en countered in submarine navigation running on an even keel; maintaining a fair rate of speed over a considera ble radius of action, and provision for certain and deadly offensive powers. The elaborate tests to be undertaken by the British naval authorities should contribute materially to the stock of expert information in regard to this uc*w factor in maritime warfare. Seriousness of a Cerinan Official. Not long ago an American resident in Hamburg bad a funny experience of lie seriousness of German official dom. Iler pug puppy harked friskily one evening from his place in the front garden at a oemi-intoxicated custom hoi e officer who leaned against the pailiugs. The next morning a ponder ous document was presented to the owner, "'hleli ordered in pompous terms that "the dangerous dog" should be kept in the house, under a penalty of $23, until the official veterinarian should pronounce upon his condition. For ten days poor puggy was kept in the house before the State veterinarian found it convenient to call, and lie was then gravely freed from his durance, as the inspector found him "not suf fering from hydrophobia nor in dan ger of biting." Money in Cocoanuts. This cocoanut industry is well worth the consideration of enterprising Amer icans. for it has resulted in the making of tremendous fortunes. A cocoanut tree yields fruit within five years after planting, and then bears uninterruptedly for over a century. Those engaged in shipping the copra to Europe pay $i per year for the fruit from a single tree. The trees, once started, need no further consideration. Ten thousand trees cov er a comparatively small space, as there are no branches. The trees invariably grow best in what is for all other pur poses the poorest soil.—Leslie's Weekly. The mortuary statistics for the Dis trict of Columbia during the past 12 months show a startling record of tu berculosis of the lungs. The mortality from all causes was 5.953. and of these 713 were victims of consumption—an average mortality from this one disease of 13-69 for each week in the year. AN UNTOLD LOVE. Oh. tliP blrd sang it And t lit* leaves sighed It, The brooks rang it And t lie rain cried It, The sun glanced it „ And ihe flowers breathed It, The houghs danced it And the buds sheathed it, The stars beamed it And the winds blew it, My heart dreamed it. But site never knew It I —Madeline SS. Bridges, in Saturday Even ing Post. CLARA'S CONVERSION I t ' t "It's your own fault, Clara," said Walter May. "Of course it is." cried out Clara,pas sionately. stamping her foot on the carpet. "Do you suppose 1 don't know it perfectly well? And that is what makes it so hard —oh, so cruelly hard to bear!" The fact was that Mr. and Mrs. Wal ter May had begun life at the wrong end. Clara Calthorpe Was a pretty young girl, just out of the hotbed atmosphere of a fashionable boarding school. Wal ter May was a bank clerk who had not tie least doubt but that he should ul- Imately make his fortune out of locks and bonds. "Clara," he had said to his young jife while the golden circle of the honeymoon was yet overhadowhig their lives, "would you like a country sfe?" "Oh, dear, no!" said Clara, in vol u 11- arily recoiling. "Because," said Walter, some what wistfully, "my father and •yiothcr are alone on the old farm, md 1 think they would like to have iis come and live with them." "I shouldn't like it at all," said 31ara, "and mamma says no young bride should ever settle down among \er husband's relations." Mr. May frowned a little, but Mrs. "lara had a pretty positive way of her own, and he remonstrated no further. But at the year's end Waiter May had lost his situation, the clouds of 1 debt had gathered darkly around them, and all the pretty, new furni iure, Eastlake cabinets, china dragons, proof engravings and hothouse plants were sold under the red flag. They had made a complete failure of the housekeeping business, and now, in the fourth story of a third-rate hotel, Mr. and Mi s. Walter May were looking their future in the face. Clara had been extraxagant. There was no sort of doubt about that. She had given "recherche" little parties, which she couldn't afford, to people who didn't care for her. She had pat terned her tiny establishment after models which were far beyond her reach and now they were ruined. She had sent a tear-besprinkled let ter to her mother, who was in Wash ington trying to ensnare a rich husband for her younger daughter, but Mrs. Calthorpe had hastily written back that it was quite impossible for hnr to be in New York at that time of year, and still more impossible to receive Mrs. Walter May at the monster hotel where sho was boarding. And Clara wiio had always had a vague idea that ner mother was selfish, was quite cer tain of it now. "There is but one thing left fcr you, Clara," said Walter, sadly. "And that—" "Is to go back to the old farm. 1 have no longer a home to offer you, hut you will be sure of a warm welcome from my father and mother. I shall remain here and do my best to obtain some new situation which will enable me to earn our daily bread." Clara burst into tears. "Go to my husband's relations?" she '■ebbed. "Oh, Walter, I cannot!" "You will have to," he said dogged ly, "or else starve!" So Mrs. May jacked up her trunk and obeyed. And all the way to Hazel copse Farm she cried behind her veil and pictured to herself a stony-faced old man with a virago of a wife, who would set her to doing menial tasks and overwhelm her with reproaches for having ruined "poor dear Walter." As for he farmhouse itself, she was quite sure it was a desolate place, with corn and potatoes growing under the very windows, and the road in front filled with cows and pigs and harrows \md broken cart wheels. But in the jiidst of her tears and desolation the driver called out: "Hazelscopse Farm! Mr. Noah fay's! Here's th' 'ouse, ma'am." A long, low, gray stone mansion, all garlanded with ivy, its -windows bright with geranium blossoms and the scarlet autumn leaves raining down on the velvet-smooth lawn in front. Clara could just see how erroneous had been all her preconceived ideas, when &be found herself clasped in arms of the sweetest and most motherly of old ladies. "My poor dear!" said Mrs. May ca ressingly. "You.'are as welcome as the sunshine, daughter," said a smiling old gentle man in spectacles. And Clara was established in the easy chair in front of a great fire of pine logs, and tea was hi ought in and the two old people cossetied and petted jier as if she had been a three-year-old Ihild, just recovering from the measles. There was not p. word of reproach— not a questioning look, not a sidelong glance —all welcome, and tenderness and loving commiseration. And when Clara went to sleep that night, with a wood fire glancing and glimmering softly over the crimson hangings of the "best chamber." she began to think that perhaps she had been mistaken in some or her ideas. The next day she had a long, confi dential talk with her father-in-law. while Mrs. May was making mines pies iu the kitchen. "But there's one thing I haven't dared to tell Walter about," she said, with tears in kwr eyes. "What's that, my dear?" said the old gentleman. "My dressmaker's bill," said Clara. "It came the night before 1 left New York—oh, such a dreadful bill! X hadn't any idea it. could possibly amount up so fearfully." "How much was it?" said Mr. Noah May, patting her hand. "A hundred and fifty dollars," said Clara, hanging down her head. "Don't fret, my dear; don't fret," said the old gentleman. "Walter need never know anything about it. I'll settle the bill and there shall be an end of the matter." "Oh, sir, will you really?" "My dear," said old Mr. May, "I'd do much more than that to buy the color back to your cheeks and the smile to your lips." And that same afternoon, when Mrs. May had been talking to Clara in the kindest and most motherly way, the girl burst into tears and hid her face on the old lady's shoulder. "Oh," cried she, "how good you all are! And I had an idea that a father and inothcr-in-law were such terrible personages! Oh, please, please forgive me for all the wic.wva things 1 have thought about you!" "It was natural enough, my dear," said Mrs. May smiling, "but you are wiser now, and you will not be afraid of us any longer." When Saturday night arrived Wal ter May came out to the old farmhouse dejected and sad at heart. He had dis covered situations did not grow, like blackberries, on every bush; he had inct with more than one cruel re buff, and" he was hopelessly discour aged as to the future. Moreover, he fully expected to be met with tears and complaints by his wife, for he knew Clara's inveterate prejudices in regard to country life. But to his infinite amazement and relief, Clara greeted him on the door step with radiant smiles. "Tell me, dear," she said, "have you got a new situation?" lie shook his head sadly. "I'm glad of it," said Clara, brightly, "for we've got a place—papa and mamma and I." "It's all Clara's plan," said old Noah May. "But it has our hearty approval," added the smiling old lady. "We're all going to live here to gether," said Clara. "And you are to manage the farm, because papa says GAL 29 he is getting old and lazy," with a merry glance at the old gentleman, who stood beaming 011 his daughter in-law, as if lie were ready to sub scribe to one and all of her opinions, "and I am ready to keep house and take all the care off mamma's hands. And, 011, it is so pleasant here, and I do love the country so dearly! So if you're willing, dear—" "Willing?" cried Walter May, ecs tatically, "I'm more than willing. It's the only thing I've always longed for. Good-by to city walls and hearts of stone; good-by to hollow appearances and grinding wretchedness! Why, Clara, 9 shall be the happiest man alive. But—" "There," said Clara, putting up both hands as if to ward off all possible ob jections, "I was sure there would be a •but.' " "I thought, my iloar," said Walter, "that you didn't like the idea of liv ing with your husband's relations." Clara looked lovingly up into her mother-in-law's sweet old face, while she silently pressed Mr. Noah May's kindly hands. "/ am a deal wiser than I was a week ago," she said. "And, oh, so much happier!" "So am I!" said Walter —Waverly Magazine. Roughly speaking, lightships are only used where it is impossible or inexpedient—on account of the shift ing nature of the shoal —to build per manent lighthouses, and the first one to be placed in position was tho well-known Nore, in tho year 1732. At the present time there are GO round the British coasts. The English lights are painted red, and those on the Irish coast black, with the name in huge white letters on both sides. At the mast head there is a largo wooden globe or cage called the day mark. The lantern encircling the mast is about 10 feet high, and con tains a number of argand lamps and reflectprs, 21 inches in diameter, ar ranged in groups on a frame, which a beautifully regulated clockwork ap paratus causes to revolve, and the re sult is those brilliant flashes of light which practically spell the name of the light vessel to passing ships, for very light has some distinguishing rharacteristic, either in the period or color of tho flash. Even when the lightship is rolling or pitching in a heavy sea the light remains horizontal, as the lamps and reflectors are hung on gimbals, so as to ive them free play in all directions. Foggy weather entails additional work for all hands, as a powerful fog horn, driven either by steam or com pressed air, is kept working while the fog lasts. By means of high and low blasts from the trumpet the •ailor is informed what lightship he s passing, each fog signal, as well as each light having its own distin guishing characteristic.—Note3 and Queries. Throe Crnooft Remain. There are only three remaining of the thirteen original crosses built by •ving Edward I. to mark the resting jlacc of Queen Eleanor's funeral pro fession. One is near Northampton, one it Waltham Cros3,tho third at Charing Cross. I CATCHING A BANK THIEF A DETECTIVE RELATES A REMARKA BLE AND INTERESTING CASE. It \i* Often lbUMy to fii't Away, but Almost Alway* Haiti to Stay Away Thlw \\ at l'rovon by an AHuir That Occiirred Soou After the Close of the Wr. "Tlie recent embezzlement by the note teller of the First National Bank of New York, and the ease with which he was captured," said a well-known ex-detective in a recent issue of the Washington Post, "recalls one of the most remarkable and interesting cases I have ever had anything to do with. It was the robbery of the Towns end Savings bank of New Haven, Conn., which occurred in 18G6, I think. At any rate, it was shortly after the end of the civil war, in which great con flict the principal in the affair had dis tinguished himself and won many high-prized laurels. His name was Jerry Townsend, a son of the cashier, and a nephew of the president of the Townsend Savings bank of New Haven. "Jerry, soon after his return from the war, was given a minor position in the hank, and being a clever, well-edu cated fellow he rapidly advanced until he was mad- paying teller. "Well, things ran along all right for some time until one line morning the cashier discovered that about SIOO,OOO in cash and bonds had been taken from the safe the preceding night. The safe had not bben blown open. It was sii#])!y unlocked by someone hav ing the lock combination. Now, ac cording to#he bank's rules, only the president, tlie cashier and the assistant cashier had this combination, hence suspicion was not directed towards any other person at first. Jerry was hardly mentioned in connection with the rob bery, until his father, the cashier, e bery until his father, the cashier, re membered that some days prior the former had suggested the expediency of his having the combination, so that in case of the absence of all the other officers at the same time he could have access to the safe if necessary.And the old gentleman, regarding the proposi tion reasonable, gave his son the com bination; yet strange to say, he had neglected to inform the president that he had done so. "Now, Jerry had sent word to the bank the day before the robbery was discovered that he was so ill that he was afraid he would not be able to attend to his duties for a day or two; so ho was not expected at the bank the day of the discovery; but as soon as his fainer had admitted that his son also could open the safe, a mes senger was sent to the latter's home. I hardly need say that he was not there. "Hitherto the bank officers had con ducted the examination in their own way, and as secretly as possible, yet when the paying teller could not be found by them, and the story of the big steal was getting out, they saw that other steps must at once be taken in the case, and so it came about that I was called to take a hand in the game. I was 011 duty in New York City at the time I received orders to run up to New Haven. On my arrival at the bank, I found everything in a state of great confusion, and hundreds of excited de positors were clamoring at the bank doors for tlicir money. 111 the case of many of them it was the hard earned savings of years of toil. "After getting all the information possible at the bank, I struck out after the thief. I soon found that there was a girl in the ease, and that Jerry had spent part of the evening of the rob bery at her home. From there he prob ably went to the bank and got away with the swag before midnight, for about that time he called at a restau rant near the railroad station,and leav ing a large valise with the bartender, he went away and did not return until just before tho 2 o'clock train left for New York. He was seen to board that train, yet then and there the trail of the robbery was lost. Indeed the man vanished as completely and suddenly as if the earth right there had opened and swallowed him. Not in New York or any were else could any trace of the ab sconder be found. A big reward was offered, and detectives in all parts of the country attracted by it. were in the hnut, and scoured every nook and cor ner in which they suspected lie might lie hidden. The search was kept up for weeks, but all our efforts were fruitless. "After several months had passed, 1 began to lose interest in the Townsend case, for having other important pro fessional matters to look after, I sel dom gave it much thought. Of course, the strange, mysterious disappearance of the culprit still excited wonder and speculatiou. "One day, six or seven months after the robbery, as I was walking leisure ly up Broad way r New York, just be iow Wall street, I was approached by a man who requested me to dispose of some United States bonds, and was a stranger in the city. My mind being pretty well occupied with another mat ter at the time, I give this incident but little thought. We were near Wall street, and I pointed to the house of a well-known firm in that street, and assuring the man that it would be all right there, I walked on. But I had gone scarcely a block when the recol lection of the Townsend bank robbery flashed like lightning ,through my mind. Might not this man have some of the Townsend bonds? I turned and fairly flew back to the broker's oflice to which I had just directed him. and reached it barely in time to meet the stranger coming out. Showing him my authority, and taking the chances, I arrested him, and took him back into the oflice. He had sold one bond there, which upon examination I found to be one of the Townsend bank bonds. And searching the man, two or three more of these bonds came to light. But what was of vastly more importance, be had on his person a letter from Jerry Townsend. dated Havana, Cuba, to his sweetheart in Connecticut. This letter was to be delivered by the bearer to the lady in person, and it contained in structions to meet the writer at a certain hotel in Liverpool, England, at a certain future time. "That my prisoner was thoroughly scared, I need scarcely assert. He plead ed utter ignorance of the robbery, and declared that he had made the ac quaintance of the man who had given him the letter and the bonds some months before in Havana, where the latter had posed as a captain of the United States army. Of course he went under a fictitious name there. The prisoner was held and the mat ter kept from the newspapers until I and others, including an uncle of Jerry, had crossed over to Liverpool. We found the hotel and the robber, who started out to re'ist, but finally sur rendered. All but some SII,OOO, I think, was recovered, and the prisoner was brought back, tried, convicted, and sentenced to prison for seven years." A DEDUCTION PROCESS Which ICevcnlcd a Whole I.ot About n Young Man. " Do you see that man with the dark moustache," said Sherlock Holmes, Jr. "Yes; do you know him?" • "I never saw him before. He is married. He ought to live in a flat, but doesn't. His wife is afraid of tho hired girl and he is left-handed." "Mr. Holmes, you are an everlast ing marvel. How can you tell all that about a man you don't know, and whom you ifever saw before ?" 'Look at the second knuckle on hi 3 left hand. You see it is badly skin ned. Also there's a black mark on his left cuff. Now, let us see what we must make of this. When a left-hand ed man pokes up the furnace fire how does he do it ? By putting his left hand forward, of course. Thus it hap pened that it was his left hand which scraped against the furnace door. The blackened cuff shows that it was a furnace door. Having this foundation to work upon, the rest is easy. If he lived in a flat he would have no fur nace to look after, and if his wife were not afraid of the hired girl,they would make tho latter do the poking up. It is all very simple, if one's perceptive faculties are properly trained. Ho can't really afford to live in a house, because if he could he would have a man to look after the furnace. There fore, he ought to live in a flat." " But, hold on. How do you know the man is married? He can't be over 30 years at the most. Why may it not be possible that he lives at home with his widowed mother?" "My dear sir,' said Sherlock Holmes, Jr., "I am surprised at your lack of perspicacity. If he lived at home with his widowed mother, he would permit her to attend to the furnace herself." —Chicago-Times Herald. QUAINT AND CURIOUS. A curious accident occurred recent ly in a feather bed factory in New York City. The feathers got whirling so rapidly that the friction set them on fire. Tho remains of an ancient gallery were recently found six feet below the surface at Tottenham qiarshe3 during the excavations for the new reservoirs of the East London water company. It is supposed to have belonged to the Danes, who were defeated in Lea valley by King Alfred in 894 A. D. Among the queer electric bets in Cleveland, Ohio, was one by two men on the west side. The loser agreed to roll a peanut nearly a mile on the sidewalk with a toothpick. Every time the peanut rolled off the walk the roller was to set up tho drinks for the crowd. The wager was paid, and it cost the loser S3O for drinks. In -digging a trench between two of the timber sheds at the lower end of the Chariest own navy yard at Boston, workemen have tinea: thed a dozen skeletons. The bones lay less than three feet below the surface of the ground, and are believed to he those of soldiers who were killed at Bunker Hill and hastily interred. The graves wore unmarked. As an example of faithful service and of that contented and staid characteristic that is found in many out of the way places In Europe, the case of an organist in a little village of Sweden, t who had been choir master in the same church for 72 years without missing a service, is typical. 110 and his ancestors had hchl the position of organist for 200 years without intermission. Dr. Eiselberg In the Deutsche Modi cinische Wochenschrift tells of a case where the right forefinger of a young man had been cut off four months before the operation do scribed. Eiselberg applied in its place the second toe. None of the toe was lost and sensibility has devel oped; mobility nas not yet appeared, but is confidently expected in time, as occurred in Nicoladoni's toe-finger operation two years ago. The number of hours of bright sun shine experienced at Greenwich, Eng land, during the year ending April 30, 1900, was recently computed from tile record of the Campbell-Stokes instru ment. In this space of time the sun was above the horizon 4-154 hours, and the record shows that during 1036 hours there was bright sunshine. This would give a mean proportion of sunshine for the year of .307, constant sunshine being represented by one. THE TRAMP PRINTER. New Conditions Are Putting nil End to Mis Class. In the morning he used to sit humped over the primer case throwing in a handful. When the editor cams to work, it was customary for the others in the shop to show the editor some obeisance: the foreman to walk to the editorial desk with the proof of an "ad."; the job printer to hammer busi ly with a planer on the form of a "Rooms to Rent" card, which was ever being made ready for the press; two lean compositors to shake their cases as though they had been working for hours: the cub to change legs on t'ue job press and clatter the tlirow-off with more business than a bird pup. But the tourist—the typographical tourist —at the prime" ease paid no homage to rank; made no unmanly, obsequious demonstrations before potentates and powers. He kept on rattling the type in their boxes as though nothing had hnppened. After a whispered dia logue betwe n the foreman and tho editor explaining the stranger's pres ence, it was the editorial privilege to approach the throne. If it was winter the editor might saunter out to the stove and back up to it with palms outstretched. Then he was permitted by the tourist to ask. "Where you from?" After receiving a reply the editor was expected to ask: "Well, how's work there?" To this the answer required by an unwritten yet inviolable law of the craft was: "Rotten." Thereafter the editor might resumt his work or inquire about old or take up the regular order, or pro ceed to unfinished business, for tin tramp printer had been duly and formally installed and the opening ser vices were closed. To the layman all this pomp and circumstances In wel coming the tourist may seem empty and idle. Yet the arrival of the tramp printer at the country office twenty years ago meant to the craftsmen there what the return of Lentulus with victorious le gion meant to Capua; what the delega tion from the grand lodge ready to give out the new password and exem plify the work means to the brethren; what the visit of an ordaining bishop to convey the apostolic succession means to churchmen, and what the coming of a new star means to an astronomer. For the tramp printer brought the light iuto dark places. If there was a new ink-reducer iu vogue the tramp kuew it, and could make it. He showed the foreman how to set the disc of the jobber, and print in colors. The Camp could make a paste that would never sour, and tableting glue that would stick and neither crack nor melt in all eternity. He could whittle out a line of wood letter, or make slugs. He could tie a string to an end of the folder table and cut two folios from a quarto as fast the the "devil" could fold. lie could make rollers that would print, a line of script, or bring out the dapple iu the flanks of the irou gray stallion for the livery stable job. He could cut out reprint witli his rule for the copy hook when the old man was away, and he eould go to the nonpareil case and set up a piece oi! poetry for the first column from mem ory. lie was* a guide, philosopher and friend to the editor. And in the back room he revived the world, the liesli and the devil. Peter B. Lee, "Old Slugs" Biggsby— whither have they gone? Those old style faces with the hair lines all over them, with their condensed Gothic noses, with their wrong font eyes, with their mouths blacksmithed full of fine cut to justify with their double pica cheeks! Poor old typographical errors; they were cast before the days of the point system, and they have been thrown into the hell box of oblivion. Yet they did their work well. The.* fulfilled their mission in the world. The tramp printer's de vices perfected and carried to their ul timate conclusions, have become great inventions of tlus printing craft. Archimedes said if he had a proper lever he would move the world. The lazy tramp printer who first rolled a cylinder over a form of types had found the Archimedean lever. The lever has moved the world further in a century than it moved be fore in a thousand years. Its un known inventor was as surely inspired, was as surely working a divine pur pose toward man as he who chiseled the law upon the stone at Sinai. For that printer's lever has twisted away the sceptres of kings and has put royal power into the hands of people. That lever has pried the world from ignor ant selfishness to the intelligent hu man brotherhood. The tramp printer, whose humble habitation has become a mechanical sanctuary in a score of years, is a low ly instrument with which to do mira cles. But so was poor, blind Bartime us. Miracles are not done with princes. —Emporia (Kan.) Gazette. A Curious English Custom, A weird spectacle was witnessed in Warwickshire a l'ew days ago, says the Westminster Gazette. Before sun rise a group of persons from all quai ters gathered around the ancient mound on Knightlow Hill, near Dun church, and deposite 1 wroth silver iu the hollow of a cross. The mouey is payable to the Duke of Buecleuch for the privilege of using certain roads. The sum contributed by liable parishes vary from a penny to over two shil lings. The penalty for non-payment is twenty shillings or forfeiture of a white bull with a red nose and ears. The Pyramid of Cheo]>a. There are 4,000,000 tons of stone in the Pyramid of Cheops, It could ha built for $20,000,000.
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