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LAUNDRY LINES.
Napkins should always be folded
with the selvage toward the ironer.
The water lu which rice has been
boiled should be saved for starching
muslins.
Rainwater and white eastllo soap In
lukewarm suds Is the best mixture In
which to wash embroideries.
Never have Irons on the stove when
cooking, particularly when the nrtlcle
cooking Is one that Is apt to flow or
boil over or while frying.
A tenspoonful of kerosene does as
well as a bit of white wax In boiled
starch, and mutton suet Is us good us
either to make u plain gloss.
To retain the colors in any washing
materials soak the articles In alum wu
ter. A teaspoonful of alum to every
quart of cold water Is the projiortlon.
In hanging blankets after washing
them remember to. put them lengthwise
over the line; otherwise they ure likely
to split from the weight of water In
them.
Wash flatirons occasionally with
warm water, to every two quarts of
which has been added half a table
spoon ful of melted lard. Wipe thor
oughly and set In u warm spot till per
fectly dry.
One Way to Become Beautiful.
One morning a girl whose face was
under a cloud of unhappiness from con
stantly laboring under the impression
that she was plain walked out* into
the sunshine of Boston Common. In a
moment the gloom lifted,'for the bright
ness of the morning had made her
thoughts unusually pleasant
"What a pretty, happy girl that is
wo Just passed," she heard one of two
ladies say to the other.
She looked quickly around, with en
vy in her heart, to see the pretty girl,
but she was the only girl in sight
"Why, they mean me!" she exclaimed
in pleased surprise. "No one ever called
me pretty before. It must be because
I am smiling."
Again, as she was entering a street
car, she heard, "Did you see thut pret
ty looking girl?"
"Well, I declarel" she mused. "I am
always going to look happy if tills is
what comes of it. I have thought my
self homely all my life, and here twice
in one day I've been called pretty."
From that day she did try to look
happy, and now she is regularly con
sidered as one of the leading beauties
of her social circle.—Boston Journal.
Well Bred Womeu.
The best bred women do not fuss.
Tbey take their gowns and their furni
ture, their jewels and their children us
a matter of course. They are uncon
scious of their veils and tlielr gloves,
und they expect every one else to be
equally so. If they see an intimate
wearing u handsome gown, they refer
to it admiringly, but they also preface
their comment with an apology. Tlieir
differences with their husbands are
not ulred, neither are the domestic up
heavals caused by the desertion of the
cook on wasli morning. The repose of
the well bred woman is not the quiet
of weakness. It Is the calm of trained
faculties, balanced so nicely that an
eurtliquake may cause a change of
color, but will uot bring forth n loud
cry. Well bred women are a boon to
the human raco. Tliey help the social
und professional world to maintain a
high standard both of morals and be
havior.— Philadelphia Telegraph.
A DreHN Freshener.
A clever bachelor girl who works all
day long and every day In a very dusty
locality has imparted the secret of the
spick und span appearance that is the
envy of ail her associates. Regularly
once u week she lightly sponges her
plain, trim business suit with Jtepid
water to which have been added a little
liquid ummonla and u suspicion of pow
dered borax. While still slightly damp
the skirt and coat are pressed care
fully, the household laundry irons be
ing employed for this purpose. The en
tire process consumes but a few min
utes, und the result is a perpetual und
perennial freshness und cleanliness
possible in no other way.—Pilgrim.
OASTORIA.
Boars the The Kind You Have Always Bought
Sl.DUiiynar is all THU TIUUU.NE costs.
NEW SHORT STORIES
noaKh on Wilkin*.
Boriuh Wllklns, owner of tbe Wash-
Ing-ton Tost, wns formerly a represent
ative In congress from Ohio. He tells
with great glee a story about his first
campaign. When he was nominated,
he had never made a public speech.
Soon after the convention a delega
tion came to him from a small town In
his district und usked him to come out
to a ratification meeting. Wllklns said
he would, but cautioned the delegation
against asking him to speak. They
said that would be all right, as they
had provided two professional spell
binders. All Wllklns would have to do,
they said, would be to shake hands and
kiss the babies.
Wllklns went, was met by a brass
band and escorted to the hall. Then, to
his utter dismay, he found that the
spellbinders had not arrived. The chair
man Insisted (but Wllklns must say
something. He stood up, was Intro
duced and said everything he eould
think of. After he hnd been talking
what seemed to him two hours, but In
reality wns not more than fifteen min
utes, he gave out entirely and sat
down.
There wns a dense silence. Not a per
-8011 In the hall upplnuded. Then the
chairman arose and said:
"If there Is anybody In the ball thut
can make a speech, we will be glad to
hear him."
Fined Himself Fifty Dollars.
"I heard a story on Representative
Bartlett's father which ought to be
told In these parts," asserted Repre
sentative Roberts of Massachusetts to
a Washington Post reporter.
"This mail wus long a Judge on the
Georgia bench and highly respected by
u wide circle of people. In a murder
trial he came to a charge to the Jury
In which he eloquently and vividly
laid down the law as to the folly of
A PISTOL FELL WITH A THUMP UTON THE
FLOOIt.
carrying pistols. It seems that the de
fendant bad gone out for a walk, be
came engaged In a fuss with the de
ceased, drew his pistol and tired the
fatal shot.
"The details of the shooting as well
us the law bearing thereon were re
hearsed by Judge Bartlett, who told
how the defendant's pistol had been
In his hip pocket, how he put Ills hand
back there In anger und how he drew
the pistol forth. lie wns illustrating
by vigorous gestures, but right In the
midst of the charge ns Judge Bartlett
put ills hand back to his hip pocket by
way of demonstration a pistol dropped
therefrom and fell with a thump upon
the floor.
"The scene in the courtroom can be
Imagined. There was a stillness, the
while the Judge flushed with embar
rassment.
" 'Mr. Cltjgk,' ho exclaimed, as soon
as he had recovered, 'put me down on
the book as fined for carrying a
weapon.' "
HE WON Irish.
On the late Queen Victoria's return
from her lust visit to northern Italy
the bishop of Winchester and the dean
of Windsor were dining with her when
she remurked to the former: "You re
member that before I started for Italy
you urged me not to fail to visit the
conventional church at Assist. 1 bore
this in mind and wus greatly impressed
by all I saw there. I had one droll ex
perience, too, for us I wns being con
ducted through a very chilly corridor
by one of the monks I said to him,
'Don't you feel the drafts very trying,
wearing the tonsure as you do?' I re
ceived my-answer not in Itulian, hut in
these words: 'No, madam. I can't say
that I suffer in that way at all. As you
must be aware, we Irish are a rather
hot headed race.' "
Pat'* Ponltry.
An Irishman named Patrick O'Con
nor presented himself before a Liver
pool magistrate with the following tale:
"I kape hens in my cellar, but the wa
ter pipes is burst, an' my hens Is ull
drowned." "Well, my good man, we
can do nothing for you. You had better
apply to the water company," wns the
udvice he got. A few days later Pat
again appmred with precisely the same
tulc. "You were here u few days ago,
und we advised you to go to the water
company. Did you do so?" "I did,
yer honor." "And what did they say
to you?" "They told me to kape
ducks."
Not Many Friend*.
Lord Castlemayne, an unpopular
statesman, while traveling in Ireland
refused alms to some sharp witted
mendicants and wus answered, "Just
chuck one tinpenny out of your coaeli,
an' I unswer it will trute ull your
friends In Athloue."
i His Sister's \
I Keeper I
• r By
♦ Elizabeth Dyke Lewis ♦
J Copyright, 11101, by E. I). Eewla g
She was only the third lady In the
cast of the coinio opera, but her voice
was Improving, and she had youth and
a good llguro to give her hopes of ad
vancement. She entered Into her part
with an enthusiasm which overlooked
the drafty wings and even the chilly
barrenness of her own dressing room.
She hated her lodgings In the French
quarter In West Twenty-fifth street
and always longed to get back to the
theater.
She was sitting In her dressing room
on Wednesday uftornoon, ready for
the matinee, which was to begin in
ten minutes, when tho callboy came to
the door.
"Why, surely my watch isn't wrong!"
she exclaimed, for she was not needed
until half past 2. No; only the man
ager wanted to speuk to her. The man
ager often wanted to speak to her. She
came cheerfully forward to see what
he wanted. He was standing In his
shirt sleeves giving the gas man a
dressing about some lights which hud
ruined the star's costume the night be
fore, but lie left his speech In the
middle and came to meet lier, laying
his hand familiarly 011 her shoulder,
lie was a big man und rather ugly,
bit even the chorus girls confessed
that he had away with him. The
little singer felt it, too, for she let her
self be drawn Into the ofiice, and the
door shut behind her. Then she gave
u llllip to her short skirts and perched
on the table.
The manager cleared his throat und
went to the point.
"You see, Miss Kennedy," lie began,
"I've been wanting to give you a lift
for some time. I can't bounce Miss
Gray, of course. She's-been 011 a good
while and is used to It Hut after this
run I do want you to have something
better. Now, here's a tiling called 'Lib
erty Belle' that's bound to make a hit
some time, and if you like you can
take the score home and try Fair Hel
en's part 011 your piano. It was simply
made for you." He turned the leaves
rapidly, showing her the size of the
part und a few of the situations und
humming a couple of the songs, while
ills plump forefinger followed the
score. "Now," he said, checking off
the points on Ills linger, "here's the
scheme in brief: You're Fair Helen,
Stevens is the Luke's son, and I'm your
manager, and we go off 011 the road—
Pittsburg, you know, and Cincinnati,
and perhaps Chicago If It's all right.
And now, before you say anything, I
want it to be quite understood tlint the
point of the whole tiling, to me at
least, is that I'm your manager—see?
And now, Miss Kennedy, I'm going to
make myself believe that you'll tliink
It over the right way. And I guess it's
about time for us both to be on the out
side of that door, Isn't It?"
Ho opened the door and let lier out
ahead of hlrn, and she ran Into the
wings and talked to the chorus girls
till her cue came. She jollied abseutly
in their laughter at her own jokes, and
nil the time she was thinking over the
manager's proposal.
It sounded very attractive. She knew
that she would stand a better chance
of real promotion If she held her posi
tion In a good "stock." Yet the idea of
a star part and presumably higher sal
ary was alluring in the extreme.
She abandoned her reflections as the
time came for her to lead the chorus
out and to dance while they echoed re
sponses to her song.
"Hut that I never do!" lier song con
cluded as she brought both feet to
gether with a martial click and solute.
"All! That we never do!" echoed the
chorus, and then she had to come far
ther down and do the last verse over
again. She could see over the footlights
and even distinguish fuces In the first
three or four rows of the orchestra.
The front row was nearly filled by a
party of schoolgirls, with their chap
eron, but at the end was a man, who
was strangely out of place in that mat
inee assemblage. She looked beyond
him to the old ladles behind and then
to the lines of heads In the galleries,
but presently she found lier glance
coming back to blm. For a few mo
ments she was tantalized, and then she
suddenly remembered where she had
met him. It was in quite another life.
He could hardly afford to recognize
lier even if lie remembered her, she
thought bitterly, and just then liis face
lighted up, and lie stared at her and
bowed aiul smiled in the most friendly
way, though lie seemed a little uncer
tain of her returning the salutation.
She found n wuy to do so, however,
and when she gave the last whirl to
her skirts and ran off she knew that he
would take her final bow as meant for
him.
She Joined the others for a chat In
the wings till the end of the act, and
when she went to her dressing room
she found two fine bouquets of Jack's
waiting for her. She looked for the
cards. Her first bunch was from a
man to whom she had sent a box. lie
was doubtless there—with his wife and
children. She must remember to look
when she went 011 again. Hut tlie sec
ond! She opened lier eyes. He had
not only spoken to her; lie had sent her
flowers! l)id it mean that there were
others in this world who would take
lier back again still? The munager
and Ills melodramatic adoration seemed
suddenly as far away from her as tliey
would have been a year before. She
remembered having read a newspaper
clipping which had suggested higher
than this for lier. "Miss Kennedy's
abilities," It hud said, "ure rather
above her voice, ana IT wouia not oe
amiss for In r to see what slio could do
In legitimate comedy." Indeed slie had
been thinking seriously of leaving the
operatic stage at the close of the pres
ent engagement, perhaps for the
drama, perhaps for no stage at nil.
Who could tell? She lifted the llowers
and Impulsively hurried off to the man
ager's room.
"I have come," she said, afraid to
stop for breath, lest her resolutions
should change, "to refuse your very
kind offer, for reasons which I cannot
explain, and to return you the books."
She thrust score mid libretto Into Ills
hamls. lie stared at her astonished.
"Why, itllss Clara," he exclaimed,
"you will at least take till tomorrow to
thlnlc It over. You will at least try
the score. You cannot refuse mo—
surely you"—
"No," she said firmly, for she would
have no more words with this man
than she could help. "I am sorry If I
disappointed you—sorry If I Kiive you
to understand—hut this Is final, and I
must gol 'There Is my call," she added
hastily us she heard the song out on
the stage drawing to'an end. Then she
ran out and stood for an Instant In the
wings.
"I may repent It afterward," she said
to herself, "but I won't If I can help
It. It was real nice of him sending
me those flowers. I am glad, though,
that he'll never know how much they
happened to mean to me. Ile'd think
it was too silly! I shan't dare to look
at him again."
The star brushed past her with a
kind Jest and a laugh, and she went
on. crying to meet u Strephon In blue
satin, who vainly endeavored to wipe
away her tears. She was too much
occupied with her business to have a
fair look at the front seats. After a
few explanatory sobs on her part
Strephon, with histrionic Intuition,
seemed to grasp the situation, and
they advanced to the footlights to
gether, Joining lit a duet. The air was
familiar to every street boy now, and
unless she gave it her entire attention
each person in fhe audience would
think that he hud heard It better done.
She dared not glance even once to the
spot toward which she was half un
consciously acting all the time, but
when she ran out for the last time she
thought that a certain lifting of her
eyelashes and a saucy shrug of one
shoulder Just as she kissed her hand In
that same direction would bo accepted
as reparation for her apparently cold
treatment. She almost fancied a gleam
of gratitude as warm as her own com
ing toward her from the golden haze
of tlio footlights on the end.
That seat, had she but seen it, was
empty. It bad been empty since the
first scene. The man in a box of the
upper tier scarcely remembered that
he knew one of the girls 011 the cast.
He was engrossed for the present in
quite a different sort of young woni
an—tlie one for whom he laid brought
some flowers and whom lie had been
able to find only after the second act.
She was sitting a little behind the rest
of lier party, and as he leaned over
her chair she beut her head back until
it almost touched his arm and laughed
softly Into Ids eyes at something he
had said. There was a charming un
derstanding between them. They had
both forgotten that there was any one
on the stage.
Some Historical WlndowM.
11l history and literature the window
holds a conspicuous place. There is the
window in Loven Castle tower through
which the wistful eyes of Mary, queen
of Scots, strained their gaze across the
lonely lake; there is the window In
Greenwich palace from which Eliza
both waved her farewells to lier brave
seamen as tliey set forth in their tiny
"cockboats" to seek a westward path
to far Cathay.
There is the window in .the tower
through which the aged Laud stretched
liis hands in benediction as Strafford
passed onward to his death; there is
tlie window "in Carlsbrook's narrow
case," which bullied the unfortunate
Charles In his attempt to escape; there
is the window in tlie Louvre from
which that other and guiltier Charles
witnessed the massacre of St. Barthol
omew.
Then there Is the window in the liar
row Linlithgow street from which
Bothwcllmiugli shot "the good Earl
of Murray," and the window in the
High street of Edinburgh whence Ar
gyll watched the chivalrous Montrose
borne onward to bis scaffold, with
never a thought or forecast of what
his own fate would be.—London
Standard.
A Honlly Poor Author.
When Lr. Johnson was a resident of
Grub street, be made the acquaintance
of a poet named Samuel Hoy so, whoso
poem 011 the Leity und other works
had earned hi 111 high praise. Boyso
could not go abroad to seek work be
cause liis clothes were in pawn, so he
lay abed with liis arms thrust through
two holes In the iusective blanket,
which was the only covering, writing
and starving. Johnson raised enough
money to get his clothes for him, but
two days later Hoyse was in bed agnin,
eating a stew of beef and mushrooms
purchased by the repawning of liis suit.
"I might as well eat while I may," lie
said, "for I must some day sturve,
whether I will or not."
Ancient t*old.
In olden times gold wus obtained
abundantly from tlie rivers of Asia.
Tho sands of Factolus, the golden
fleece secured by the Argounuts, the
yellow metal of Ophir, the fable of
King Midas, all illustrate the eastern
origin of gold. Alexander the Great
brought nearly $500,000,000 of gold
from Persia. Gold also came from
Arabia and from the middle of Africa
byway of the Nile. Hut ull of these
famous sources of supply were long
ago exhausted.
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RAILROAD TIMETABLES
LEHIGH VALLEY RAILROAD.
Muy 18, 1002.
AKKANOEMENT or PASBBNOEK THAINB.
LEAVE PHEELAND.
0 12 a in for Wcatherly, Maucli Chunk
Allentown, Bethlehem, Kusion, Phila
delphia and New York.
7 29 a in for Sandy Jtun, White Haven,
Wilkes-Banc, Pitts ton and He ran ten.
8 15 a m lor Huzleton, Wcatherly, Mauch
Chunk. Allentown, Bethlehem, Easton,
Philadelphia, New York, Delano unci
Pottaville.
9 58 a in for Huzleton, Delano, Muhanoy
City, Hhenundoah and Mt. < urmel.
1 1 45 a in lor Wcatherly, Muueli Chunk, Al
lentowu, Itet hlehein, Easton, Phila
delphia, Now York, Hazlcton, Delano,
Malianoy City, Hhcnundouh and Mt.
1141 a in for White Haven, Wilkes-Ilarre,
Seranton and the West.
4 44 Pin for Wcatherly, Mauch Chunk, Al
lentown, itethlehcin. Easton, Philadel
phia, New York, Huzleton, Delano
Malianoy City, Khenandoah. Mt. Carnie.
and Pottsvillo.
0 35 P in for Sandy Hun, White Havon,
Wilkes-Ilarre, Seranton and all points
West.
7 29 P in lor Hazlcton.
AHUIVE AT KRKELAND.
7 29 a m from Pottsvillo, Delano and Huz
leton.
9 12 a in from New York, Philadelphia, Eas
ton, Bethlehem, Allentown, Mauch
Chunk, Wcatherly, Hazlcton. Mahanoy
City, Shenandoah and Mt. Cuiinel
9 58 a in from Scruuton, Wilkes-Harro and
White Haven.
1151 am from Pottsvillo, Mt. Canne!, Shen
andoah, Malianoy City, Delano and
Hazlcton.
12 35p m from New York, Philadelphia,
Easton, Bethlehem, Allentown, Mauch
Chunk und Wcatherly.
4 44 p m from Scruntou, Wilkes-Darre and
White Haven.
0 35 ] m from New York, Philadelphia,
Easton, Bethlehem Allentown, Maucfc
Chunk, Weatherlv, Mt. Carmel,Shenan
doah, Mahanoy City, Deluuo and Hazle
ton.
7 29 P m from Seranton, Wllkee-Barre and
white Haven.
For further information inquire of Tieket
A (rents.
KOLLiN H.WILBDH. General Superintendent,
Cortlandt Street, New York City.
CHAB. 8. LEE, General Paasenjrer Ajrent,
£5 Cortlandt Street, New York City.
G. J. GILI)ROY r , Division Superintendent,
Hazlcton, Pa.
THE DKLAWARK, SUSQUEHANNA AND
SCHUYLKILL RAILROAD.
Time table in effect May 19.1901.
Trains leave Drifton for Jeddo, Eckley, Hazle
Brook, Stockton, Beavor Meadow Road, Koan
and Hazlcton Junction nt 000 a m, daily
OAeept Sunday; and 71)7 um,238 pm, Suuduy.
Trains loavo Drifton for Oneida Junction,
Hnrwood Road, Humboldt Road, Oneida and
Shoppton at tt 00 am, daily except Sun
day; and 7 07 a m, 3 38 p ra, Sunday.
Trains leave Huzleton Junction for Oneida
Junction, Harwood Road, Humboldt Road,
Oneida and Sheppton at 0 32,11 10 am, 441p m,
daily except Sunday; and 737 a m, 311 pm,
Sunday.
Trainß leave Dorinirer for Tomhicken, Cran
berry, Huiwood, Hazlcton Junction and Roun
at 6 UO n m, daily except Sunday; and 3 37
ii m, 5 07 pm, Sunday.
Trains leave Micppton for Beaver Meadow
Road, Stockton. Hazle Brook, Eckley, Jeddo
and Drifton at ft 20 n ni, daily, except Sunday;
and blluro,3 44 pm, Sunday.
Trains leavo Huzleton Junction for Beavor
Meadow Road, Stockton. Hazle Brook, Eckley,
Jeddo and Drifton at 549 p m, dally,
except Sunday; and 1010 a ra, 640p m, Sunday.
All trains connect at Ilazleton Junction with
electric cars for Hszleton, Jeanesville, Audcn
ried and other points on the Traction Com
pany's IJ""
LPFU " BMITH
Proniptlj- Don. at the Tribune Oflloe,