TLLETIN Joy, Pa.’ - Editor and Publisher. SUBSCRIPTION: Fifty Cents Per Annum, strietly im advance. Six Menths, - Single Copies, Sample Cepies Free. e5 Cents. 2 Cents. Legal Advertising 10 eents per line each insertion. Speesial Rates to Yearly Advertisers. Entered atthe Post Office at Mount Joy, Pa., as second-class matter. Or¥ricE REAR OF MOUNT JOY HALL. ee eae ———— A Philadelphia paper has started a fiscussion about the most satisfactory short poem in literature. One which aas brought comfort to thousands of perplexed souls is “Thirty Days Hath September.” American kerosene is now univer- sally used in Corea because the natives have been made to believe that it is extracted from the moon’s rays. At first they would not touch it, believing it was a profanation of the sun-god. m an effort to determine the rela- tion between the rapidity of growth of an animal and its duration of life, Flourens found that the time occupied by it in reaching full growth, multi- plied by five gave its longevity. Buf- fon made the multiplier six or seven. Anyway there seems to be a fixed re- lation between the time an animal oc- cupies in reaching maturity and its duration of life. A leper was exhibited at a lecture to an audience of Chicago university students the other day. Dr. James Nevins Hyde, the lecturer, said that leprosy is not dangerously contagious; that it is curable, and that it is gradu- . ally disappearing from all countries. He does not believe that any drug capable of curing leprosy will ever be diseovered. Cleanliness and good food, he asserts, are the surest and best remedies. A cigar~manufacturer in Philadel- phia has > a new idea. He has had a pia laced in each of the two large rooms in which the cigars are made. Every day a musician comes to the factory and gives the employes a singing lesson. This plan has been found to be not only pleasant, but profitable. The employer has discov- jered that the girls make more cigars luring the hour of singing tho they make during any other howe Gf the day. ap Sa —— According to reports the taste of the people for cocoa and chocolate is rapid- ly increasing,—an interesting state- ment, in view of the information, which, however, comes from less au- thoritative scources, that the daily out- put of the breakfast-food factories has reached a total of a million dollars. cocoa becoming the typical Am- crican breakfast, even as toast and marmalade are typical of the same repast in England? We hope not, if only for the sake of our friends, the realistic novelists. There is enough realism in breakfast food, but very little 1 of romance, even ken it is serve ith cream. the A {t is the universal testimony thau clergymen reach the highest age, be- ing close run by gardeners and vine- dressers, says the Medical Echo. Or- dinary agricultural laborers, although their occupation is so largely in the open air, are not conspicuous as long- livers except in France, Sweden and England. People working with wood are longer lived than those whose oc- cupations are with metals, and both attain a higher age than textile work- ers and workers in chemical indus- tries. The shortest-lived people are miners, except in England, where the superior mining regulations and admir- able sanitary arrangements have a beneficial effect. We seem to be in a cycle of wrecks, plosions and fires that are heart- freaking in their immediate effect, but surely we shall learn lessons from them that will make life safer and more comfortable in the future, de- clares the Indianapolis News. is hard for us now to realize the defi- ciencies of some of our systems of en- terprise, and in our helter skelter existence we are blind to dangers that should be plain to us. It takes a se- vere blow to impress on us the neces- sity of reforming our ways, but when the blow falls, and it inevitably fails, we do learn and do improve. The grief of the present means the bet- terment of the future. This is cold comfort to the stricken, of course, but it prevents hope from dying, and helps us to bear up under burdens that would otherwise be crushing. it Many men and women underesti- mate the value of expression; they take too many things for granted; they assume that their affections, or their gratitude, or their sense of ob- The fre oh ove was burning, yet so That in the dark we scarce could see its rays, ~ And in the light of perfect-placid day Nothing but smoldering embers dell and slow. Vainly, for love's delight, we sought to throw New pleasure on the pyre to make it’ blaze; In life's calm air and tranquil, pros- ; perous ways We missed the radiant heat of long ago. Then in the night, a night alarms, Bitter with pain and black with fog of fears That drove us trembling to each ~other’s arms— Across the gulf of darkness and salt tears, Into life's calm the wind of sorrow came, And fanned the fire of love to clear- est fame. —Henry Van Dyke, in the Century. of sad @ Settlem nts. ——— BY ADELAIDE M, FENTON, A Pastoral Love Story. fn Idyll of the Early South African | house, smoking in the peaceful st ness of the velvety cool twilight of upland South Africa. “Come in Dirck, old friend!” he cried as the visitors dismounted and gave over their horses to the native servants. “Who is he?” he added, pointing with his pipe to John, Mar- itz presented him, adding a low- spoken sentences, whereat thu Boer's manner changed, and grasping John's hand, he exclaimed heartily: “Come along and have some supper; my wife has mentioned you.” John's heart leaped. The evening meal was spread in a great square room. Seated majesti- cally before a huge coffee urn, which hissed above a pan of live charcoal, was Tante van Haaren, and at her side—oh, rapture!—stood Minna. Such a demure maiden she looked as, with downcast eyes, she gave John her hand in the conventional greeting. But she started with a quick blush as her father said in a low tone: “Wife, Dirck Maritz in- troduces the young man.” And she slipped away into an inner room for a few minutes. The, dignified hausfrau filled the cups with coffee, which Minna—a Hebe of the sheepfolds—handed around. To John that cup was nec- tar; and when his devouring eyes at length caught hers, her ingenious | blush intoxicated him. In the year 1860 that part of South | Africa known as the Orange Free | State was a quiet, peaceful land, thinly inhabited by the Boer farmers, | content with the simple comforts of their immense estates and unvexed | by the rush and bustle of the outside world. { Then and there to be the owner of | a store was by no means a bad start | in life; and to be an Englishman was | —In those days—an honorable dis- tinction. Therefore, young John War- | ren held his head high, for his was the only store—a sixty by forty shan- ty, stocked with every variety of the simple merchandise needed by the farmers—in the Churchdrop of the district, and center of trade for the Boers who dwelt widely scattered along the fertile valley of the Orange River. Here, assisted by an Afrikander youth named Peter—who despised ag- riculture and aspired to own a store of his own—John ran a successful busi- ness with the Myrheeren, and was un- | frequently consulted as an oracle by the Meffrowen who rode in, once a | month, from their far away homes, to meet in church, to buy and sell, and to absorb the infrequent news that flitted in from the far-off world. The nren would sometimes come on skittish horses, but more often it was the great, tented wagon, drawn by fourteen sleek and carefully | matched oxen, and carrying a whole | family, that would rumble up along- side the store. From these would | emerge dames, imperious and stout, accompanied by pretty daughters and nieces, whom it was John's duty and —as to the girls—privilege, to assist to alight and convey to his counters. | There, with all pleasure, and as much profit as he could make, he would try to suit the varied tastes of his fair customers, One day a quite aristocratic icle, a hooded cart drawn by four fine horses, instead of the wagon and slow-moving oxen, drove up to the door. Peter flew out, and presently ushered in a portly and very loud- volcel lady accompanied by a tall, slim girl, whom the dame addressed | as Minna. At Peter’s signal, John turned over to him the customer with whom he was bargaining, and hastened to pay business court to the evidently im- | portant new comer. The graceful | carriage of the girl piqued his curi- osity, the more that her face was en- tirely concealed by an extra big sun- | bonnet—the “kapji,” worn by all Boer | maidens who value their complexion. | Rustic finery for herself and daugh- | ter was the elder lady's quest. Nor was she easily pleased. But as the heap of materials grew upon the coun- | ter, the young lady wculd no longer be restrained. To see better, she pushed back her sunbonnet, revealing to John's astonished eyes a refined and delicately flushed face, lighted | by large gray eyes, shaded by long | lashes. She blushed prettily as, look- ing up to ask the price of a silk, she caught the young man's admiring gazed fixed upon her. But his ad- miration seemed not displeasing, for presently a half-smile—and that upon | her own initiative—in his direction. bound him her slave for life. “Minna—close your cappy!” snap- ped the careful mother, who perhaps | had caught the fleeting love-glance. Obediently and in silence the well- trained daughter veiled his sun, to John’s disgust. “Peter,” sald John, as they stood | at the door watching the cloud of! dust in which the cart had disappear- ed, “who is she?” “Don’t you know,” the lad replied. | “That's my aunt, Juffron van Haaren. Ach! but old tante is a good one to make a fellow work. Look at all that stuff to be put away.” “Oh, bother your aunt!” snapped John. “Who's the young lady?” Peter grinned and jumped out of arm’s length, as he retorted: “You are not the first one to ask that. She's Minna van Haraen, | and her father owns more land and more sheep than any one in the Free | State. But she is hard to please, if that's what you are thinking about.” | At this John's heart sank. What | chance had he? A storekeeper and a | foreigner! But this did not prevent | him from thinking by day and dream-'! ing by night of those grey eyes, and | that smile which might have meant so much. Then would recur the veh- | ligation, is understood without words, comments a writer in the Ou Such people are often surround those who are craving gome w approval, some kind The best work is somg ghut teeth and a fixed silence, so far as the ed, withcut a murnm ‘a word of thanks; b) way in which worl among intelligent this is not the, rule, the bes thougth: “She {is an heiress; what can aicipline John became was possible for Ellow to be, until | irck Maritz, de- | beiable dog and | him. Then out the unattainable Lvmpathetie, Rell, you put I u | ber. | snoring Dirck, he smothered his dis- | ed His spirits rose. To the simple | Boers his little anecdotes were the cream of wit; and by the time the | meal was ended, both the old people | loved him. “Good, good—for an Eng- | lishman”—chuckled mynheer once and again. | Then, somehow, somewhere, John | found himself seated beside his girl, | upen the great wooden settle which, | covered by two ° great lion skins, | stretched its comfortable length in | the ingle-nook. { One by one the others had alip- ped away, and a significant candle burned upon a side table, It seemed almost a dream. Yester- day so far away, today so near—per- | mitted to take to her, even! | The maiden, however, made no ef- fort to entertain him, but with down- | cast eyes answered his every remark with a hesitating “yes” ‘or a whisper- ” till poor John, fearing his were unwelcome, sadly ed ‘no, advances said: “Good night, Miss Van Haaren, I { fear I am keeping you too late.” Ah, then, indeed, the girl was, moved. Lifting up those great grey eyes, she said: “B-ut the candle burns yet!” John had, however, not been long enough in the Free State to understand, so he rose and marched somewhat sulkily to the room jutting out upon the stoep, to which he and Dirck had been shown earlier in the evening as their guest cham- There, sunk in the depths of a | feather bed, beside the billowing appointment, ‘he sun was but peeping when they | were called to “early coffee.” There | horses were standing fed, groomed | and saddled at the door. Mamma did not appear; but Minna? Oh, yes. While Dirck and Papa were in animat- | conversation, she slipped along- side of John with his cup of coffee | : : : | { and, as she gave it him, said—very low, but with a charming smile—a few words which, to John’s unaccus- tomed ear, conveyed no tangible mean- | ing at all; and he parted without hope. Followed by the farmer's hearty shout of “Come again; come soon,” they rode away. When the first! burst of the fresh horses had settled into a steady lope, Dirick asked: “Well—and what did she say to you?” “Say!” answered John bitterly; “the only connected sentence she uttered from first to last, was this morning, when she gave me coffee. That's what I have got for being a presumpt- ous fool. I'll sell out and go right back to Capetown-—or more likely to the ———" | “So, so. But what did she say?” | persisted Dirck. “Just nothing. As she gave ma cof- | fee this morning, she just remarked: | ‘I have five thousand sheep.’ Now wh—-." Dirck’s shrill whistle of amazement | stopped all further comment. “Man!” he shouted, “that’s quick work. Five thousand sheep. She said that right out? You are in luck. Why, in this | country, a girl to mention her wealth | to a carle who has ‘sat up with her, | is a proposal of marriage. Go and ask her father as soon as you like. What Minna wants her father will} give her—even if it is an Englishman, | Oh, you lucky beggar!” And this is how it came about that | John Warren married the richest girl | in the Free State long before the | witching diamonds and the fatal gold | came to sow dissension and bring | forth death —Los Angelos Times. A FORTUNE UNEXPECTEDLY. Prospector Unable to Keep Up With His Party Finds Gold. “Blind luck is the most remarkable | thing,” said ad old mechanic to a Star reporter. {In 1854, with a party of other youn? men belonging in Wash- ington, I started out to California to | find gold. ‘On our arrival there we | learned of the great finds on the Fra- zer River in British Columbia, which | created as much excitement as the gold fever in California, and our | party decided to go there. There were seven of us in the party, all of | us good looking, but it turned uot] that was the only thing in our favor, | and it did not help us much. While | in San Francisco a young German, a dishwasher in a restaurant, who knew party. | Columbia, askel to join the | His only recommendation was that he could cock and was willing to do so. He was about the ugliest looking young man that any of us had ever | seen. His face resembled that of a! sheep, and was entirely devoid of in- telligence. We needed a cook and consented to take him along. The trip was made during the winter, and much of it was on the snow. Finally we arrived at the gold fields and be- gan prospecting under the most dif cult-circumstances, Our cook be ame footsoore and it was impossible for him to walk a step farther, and | ve decided that we would have to | irop him eon the road to do the beg pe could for himself. It was rou pb have to desert him, but there w way out of it. We built hing hut, cut a great quantity of w him as much provisio spare out of our stoy good-bye. Ha aim | take good aim and shoot. | happened the deer is o | town, | goes out and kills that | Columbia have such jobs. | when [—— is for our kindness in providing for him as well as we did and said he ould be willing to take his chances ht getting out of the country. His feet had swollen so that he could not wear shoes, and for over a week be fore we left him he had worn mocca: sins made out of gunny sacks. He spent the rest of the winter there, but we went on. As the fire in hig hut melted off the snow he found that it was located on a pile of rock Needing some of the rock to recon | struct his chimney, he by accident 01 luck discovered that the rock was particularly heavy, but he had sense enough to keep the discovery to him: | seit. Several times during the win ter parties passed by and provision: ed him. In the spring he located a | claim immediately under his hut and | set out his stakes. A few weeks | afterward a party of Englishmen came | along and very gladly paid him $50, | 000 for his claim and besides gave | him a tenth interest in it. Before he | left there he had a bank account of | over $150,000. He is living today and | owns real estate, including a hotel, in | San Francisco, which is valued at | about $400,000. What became of the | party? Oh, nothing. We kept ov | prospecting until our supplies and ! money ran out, and then, when the cold weather ended, we were | enough té reach San Francisco, where | the most of the party got work at {our trades and in time managed tc | get back to Washington. They are all dead now except our cook and myself. Though I am seventy-five years of age, I am still at work at my trade, house painting and varnish: ing. Iam good looking yet, my grand children say, but I would have pre ferred the luck of the sheep-faced man.”’—Washington Star. SAVED BY AN ECHO. A Tract Where Deer Are Plenty, but Few Are Killed by Visitors. Between Beech Hill Stream and Beech Hill Mountain, in Maine, is a wide intervale thickly wooded and abounding in deer, though ncne Has been shot cn the track for five or sis years. Men who came to town with letter: certifying they were dead shots have gona to this piece of forest land and hunted for days, and though they have fired frequently none of them has brought down his game. Local residents who are used to deer shoot ing say there are deer enough on this tract of 5,000 acres to load a train of box cars; and they declare that there is no trouble in killing them. This season Amaziah Gray, a guide who has hunted in many States, took otu a new hunter to the Beech Hill preserve and led him through the weods for two days, coming in every night tired and foot sore but without game of any kind. The bal luck dis courazed the visitor after a time, and he went away. When he had gone Gray told the reason of his failure. “It is all due to a plague-gone echo,” said Gray. “You know how a green horn hunts deer, of course. When he sees one running through the woods Le fires off his gun in the air, which scares the and causes him to stop and listen. “While the deer is standing and deer | trying to make out the cause of the time to Under or cdinary circumstances more than 200 fat deer should be killel on that lot noise the new hunter has | every year, but things are so arrang | 1 that we are lucky if we can secure five or six. “The whole trouble Is due to a med: { dlesome echo which lives over on the side of Beech Hill Mountain, and has to speak up at the wrong time and spol all the fun. “When the new hunter shoots oft -un in the air to make the deer stop and look about him, he expects to have time to jack out the empty from his rifle, bring a full shell forward to the barrel and put his gun to his shoulder and take aim. It is good reasoning, and it would work most anywhere but here. “You see, when the hunter shoots his gun to call the attention of the deer the noise does not stop within rifie range. but keeps traveling right along until it hits the side of the mountain, where that low-down echo catches it and fires it back. “Before the hgnter is in shape te do any shooting Je echo report, which has jum ck from the mountain, has retu where the deer .is standing, and animal hears the sou some danger is arou the greenhorn knows his shell next o 3hoot somebody ‘ho. Mark “You will never be any deer on that lot u what I tell you."—New Y Self-Supperting College Athletes. One way for college athletes to ears their expenses nowadays is by acting as sort of male governess. Wealthy | parents whose young sons are being educated at home by governesses fre quently apply at the employment offi | ces of the universities for the services | of some athleta who can give their boys five or six hours a week of com panionship. They are afraid that the education of the governess alone may make their sons ‘“‘sissified.” A number of athletes paying their | own way through Harvard, Yale, and Three or four mernings a week they go to the boys, romp with them, play ball, and during the winter skate and coast Usually they are also employed in va cation to stay with the boys at their parents’ summer homes. In Boston the Back Bay gives Harvard oarsmen { and football piayers many such jobs, | and tha fashion is spreading here. — | of our intention to go up into British | New York Sun, An important archagbliogical discov ery has been made Vevey, on the Lake of Geneva, Gailo-Helvetic cemetery, dating 1 lo the period Switzerland inhabited by the Helvetli. The d ory containg thirty-one tombs, wij vere dug 409 years before the Ch era. A wo man was discover tomb wear: ing a number of while a sol dier had been buy h his arms Toys, stuffs, and neuts have been brought to ch M. Naef the cantonal ar 4a be more than 2, | is writing a bod With 385 po ®\a LS AND COIF- | bravllly borne, says the Philadelphia “I never call around the glad . "URES, [> fever beep _{ palfrer. oh pos of dresing tho send bin ,n a girl begins to tell variety of becoming yw gem Although it sounds artistic hai™ orname J DE | me fier troubles. a Ta cords oon CWS a8 this | 1ikel masculine selfishness, I really do n afferds. These Coiffures are | IS ne hi What we need in this fining to any type of beauty, py. | oF (Ene him. sunshine and les: arre effects are not in evidence ihe | NS Sls moe ityles being extremely simplo—y; gyen | © 4." icne the less becoming, el ; if arrangemen.s is necessary to suit lifferent types and expressions. por | nstance, the low coil at the nape of | he neck, although extremely hecom- nz to some, does not enhance others. | Che same ccil higher on the head vould be more becoming to a rounder ind more serious face. |, | Expressions and features must he ronsidered in point of hair as weil as | of cinament. The most popular and | he prettiest ornaments are flowers | vade of chiffon, velvet ang silk. Chey are extremely dainty, and al- vays becoming. The pink and black | oses and the bunches of tight buds | Prettiest seen. . seem to be the favorites. Silyer| Bias bands of velvet trim some of ands around the head give a soften. | the pleated skirts. ‘ng and rather classic effect, Short coats are slowly but surely Among other ornaments is a very appearing in greater numbers among Iainty bow made of velvet ribbon, | the imported costumes. spangled or jetted. This is tied in a| Modifications of the old bolero are yuiterfly bow and is worn either | found; also a short, straight coat vgh or low as fancy suggests. A very | made as nearly as possible like the frank and charming expression is | jackets, which accompany suits of pa sreduced when this bow is loosely | Jamas. s « 4 e 1 and cayemne pepper and half a cup ful of vinegar; pour this over the cab e > } half an inch thick, cut in rounds and lake in 2 hot aven fifteen minutes. Fried Smelts.—Wipe the smelts af ter they are drawn, then dip in beater ezg and roll in fine bread crumbs Fry in a basket in deep fat which wil} take but out four minutes for me dium size, drain amd garnish with pargley. Serve with sauce tartare. Beet Salad.—Slice cold boiled beets then cut into strips no larger than a match. Line a bowl with lettuce and arrange the shredded beets in 8 mound. Just as the salad is to be served put a few spoonfuls of mayon raise over the top «rr serve in a bowl Trin Sugar Cookies.—Mix fow slightly rounding tabiespoons of sug ar with three tablespoons of melted, butter, two tablespoons of milk, © egg, two level tablespoons of bakin powder and flour encugh iio roll ou very thin. ab The Louisiana Purchase Expositior covers two 2quare miles, 1,240 acre It is larger than the Chicago, On Buffalo and Paris expositions, bined. Fraace spends thirty-five hei i t I'esouTCes of