The New Bloomfield, Pa. times. (New Bloomfield, Pa.) 1877-188?, July 31, 1877, Page 3, Image 3
3 RAILROADS PHILADELPHIA AND READING R, R, ARRANGEMENT OF FABSENGEH TRAINS. lay 21st., 1877. TRAINS LEAVE H ARR1BDURG AB FOLLOWS i For New York, at 4.20, 1.10 a.m. 8.67 and 7.53 p. m. For Philadelphia, at 8.20, 8.10, 9.4B a.m. 2.00 and 8.57 p. m. For Roadlng, at 6.20, 8.10, 9.45 a.m. 2.00 8.67 and 7.55 p. m. . . . .- For Pottsvllla at 8.20, 8.10 a. m.. and 8.67 p. in., and via Schuylkill and Susquehanna Branch at 2.40 p. m. For Auburn at 5.10 a. m. For Allentown, at 5.20, 8.10 a. m., 2.00, 8.57 and 7. 56p. m. . The 6.20, 8.10 a. m. 2.00 p.m. and 7.6B p. m. trains have through carsfor New ork. The 8.20, 8.10 a. m., and 2.00 p.m. trains have through oar (or Philadelphia. RUNDAYB t For New York, at 6.20 a. in. Fiir Allentown and Way Stations at 6.20a.m. For Heading, Philadelphia and W ay Stations at 1.45p. m. TRAINS FOR II ARKISniJRQ, LEAVE AS FOL LOWS i Leave New York, at 8.45 a. m., 1.00, 6.30 and 7.4fp. in. Leave Philadelphia, at 9.15 a. m. 8.40, and 7.20 p. m. Leave Rending, at 4.40,7.40, 11.20 a. m. 1.80,8.18 and 10.8ft p. m. Leave Potuvllle, at 8.10, 9.18 a. in. aud 4.3S p. m. And via Schuylkill and Susquehanua Branch at 8.15 a. in. , Leave Auburn nt 12 noon. Leave Allentown, at 2.30, 5,50,8.56 A. in., 12.15 1.3ft and 0.05 p. In. The 2.30 a. in. train from Allentown and the 4.40 a. ni. train from Reading do not run on Moo days SUNDAYS I Leave New York, at 8. so p. m. Leave Philadelphia, at 7.20 p. in. Leave Rending, at 4.40, 7.40 a. in. and 10.86 p. m. Leave Allentown, 2.30 a. m. and 9.05 p. m. Via Mollis and Kkwx Hull Itoad. J. K. WOOTEN, oen. Manager. 0. G. Hancock, Geueral Ticket Agent. Pennsylvania It. It. Time Table. NEWPORT STATION. On and after Monday, June 2Mb., 1877, Pas senger trains will run as follows: EAST. Minilntown Ace. 7.82 a. m., dally except Sunday. Johnstown Ex. 12.22 P. H., dally " Sunday Mall 8.54 P. m., dally exceptsunday Atlantic Express, 9.64p.m., flag, dally. YVEBT. Way rasa. 9.08 A. M., dally, Mall 2.43 p. m. dally exceptsunday. Mlllllntown Acc. 6.55 P. M. dally except Sunday. Pittsburgh Express, 11.67P. M., (King) dally, ex cept Sunday. Pacific Express, 8.17 a. m., dally (dag) Trains are now run by Philadelphia time, which is 13 minutes faster than Altoona time, aud 4 min utes slower than New York time. J.J. BARCLAY, Agent. DUNCANNON STATION. On and after Monday, June awn, 1877, trains will leave Duncannon. as follows: EASTWARD. Minilntown Acc. dally except Sundayat 8.12. M. Johnstown Ex. 12.53P. u., daily exoept Sunday. Mall 7.30 p. M " " Atlantic Express 10.20 p. H., dally (flag) WESTWARD. Way Passenger, 8.38 a. M., dally Mall. 2.09 p. M, dallyexceptSunday. Mlllllntown Acc. dallyexceptSunday at 6.16p.m. Pittsburg Ex. dally except Sunday (Hag) U.S3p. m. YVM. O. KlNG Agent. J) F. QU1GLEY & CO., Would respectfully Inform the public that they have opened a new Saddlery Shop In BloomHeld.'on Carlisle Street, two doors North of the Fouudry, where they will manufacture HARNESS OF ALL KINDS, Saddles, Bridles, Collars, and every thing usually kept In a nrst-olasa es tablishment. Give us a call before golug else where. s. FINE HARNESS a speciality. REPAIRING done on short notice and at rea sonable prices. 3- HIDES taken In exchange for work. D. F. QUIGLEY & CO. Bloomlteld, January 9, 1877. KINGSFOllD'S Ohavco Nt iii'oli Is the -BEST and MOST ECONOMICAL In the World. Is perfectly PURE free from acids and other for elgn substances that injure Linen. Is STRONGER than any other requiring much less quantity In using. Is UNIFORM stiilens and finishes work always t he same. Kingsford's Oswego Cora Starfch . Is the most ftellclous of all preparations tor Puddings, Blanc-Mange, Cake, Etc. , PATENTS. Fee Reduced. Entire Cost $55. Patent Ofltce Fee 8.15 In advance, balance 820 within 6 months after patent allowed. Advice and examination free. Patents Hold. J. VANCK LE W IS CO., 19-3m Washington, D. C. Sfl) AGENTS WANTED to canvass for a Vyu GKnn prcTUKS, 22x28 Inches, entitled "Thb Iu.uTBiTKD Lord's Fbayeh." Agents are meeting with great success. For particulars, address H. M. CRIDER, Publisher, 48 T York, Pa. REMOVAL. The undersigned has removed his Leather and Harness Store from Front to High Street, near the Penn'a.. Freight Depot, where he will have on hand, and will sell at ' , ... REDUCED PRICES, Leather aad Harness f all kinds. Having good workmen, and by buying at the lowest cash, price. I fear no competition. Market prices paid in oash for Bark. Hides and Skins. Thankful for past favors, 1 solicit a con tl nuance of the same. P. a Blankets, Botes, and Shoe- findings made speciality, JOS. M. HAWLEY. Duncannon, Julyl9, 1876. tf E STATU NOTICE.-Notlce is herebyglven, that letters of administration on the estate of John Kunkle late of Marysvllle Borough.Ferry county Penn'a., deceased, have been in anted to the undersigned residing in thenamc place. All persons indebted to said estate are requested to make Immediate payment and those having c alms to present tlreiu duly authenticated lor set ttement. JOHN KALER. Kt12.177. Administrator. FARMING. A Few Ideal on the 8ubect, got Together with a Coane Harrow. AB NEAH AS I cau crawl up to the facta in the cane, Adam was the first farmer. I have given this subject a large pile of thought, but I cannot find any L reliable person, who wants to give bonds that he can name a man who tried to earn a dollar by farming before Adam struck in. I coiiRidcr that Adam, I forget his other name, started lu on his career un der very favorable auspices. Adam had his garden all planted and the things all up before he rented it. All he had to do was to just go right in and occupy. lie had no competition. He could put any price on his garden truck, and not lie awake nights and worry because somebody might undersell him. He could charge twenty-five cents a box for strawberries, and If his customers didn't like it he could tip his hot over his car and intimate that if they didn't like his berries at that price they could refresh their stomachs on dried apples. He had to take no one's advice as to how he should plant his stuff", or when he should hoe It. If he wanted to plant his dried pumpkins in the same hill with his baked beans he did not have to read through an agricultural paper, to see what some editor who never saw a farm had to say about it. His Tost Ofilee box was not filled with circulars, adver tising fertilizers and patent dresslngs,for raising salad and mixed pickles. Ah I Adam, if you were here now,and had to take all the advice that the farmer of to-day does, you would wish yourself back in the garden of Eden putting in your winter rye. Then Adam had a splendid wife. It is not Eve ry man that can get bucIi a woman. I know there is a good deal of fault found with Eve, but she certainly was the best woman In the world when Adam married her, and I shall stand up for her as long as I have legs. Eve did not have any great amount of clothes. She didn't worry herself what she should wear to church, or have to run and fix herself up when she had callers. I take It that theEden farm was run on a military plan. At any rate, Adam had a commissary connected with the farm, for we read that the serpent was sutler than any beast of the field, and the ac count shows that he got a mortgage on the farm, and foreclosed on Adam before he had taken off his first crop. Butlers have changed but little since the creation. . Hut the farmers of to-day are different creatures. They are really the only use ful class of people we nave. Were it not for the farmer, you and I would go to bed lmngry before Saturday night, but If I were put under a hydraulic cotton press and all the farming qualities squeezed out of me, there would not be enough to raise one grain of mustard seed. I would sooner be cut up into railroad spikes and driven into oak ties, than farm it, so little do I love the pur suit. If it were left to me to earn my living by farming, I don't think I could raise sausage enough to keep me from starving. I honor the farmer, as I do the truth fulness of George Washington, bnt I should have lied the old man right out of his boots about that cherry tree, if I had been George. I freely confess that I do not like farming any better than I do caster oil. There is more hard work to the acre in farming than In any occu pation I know of, if we except the den tist. There is a heap of hard work to the acher in that business though the work is chiefly to the acher rather than to the dentist. The farmer has an Inborn idea that the sun will not rise unless he gets up and personally superintends the Job. When I was a Bmall boy I was told by my good mother that the sun rose every morning and I always believed her. I never got up to see, for I always felt as if it would look as if I deubted her word. The kind of sunrise most common at our home was when my mother , used "to bring me out of bed by the hair. ' After the farmer is up he must cut up some green wood for his wife to build the fire with. A farmer's wife who had kindlings and dry wood furnished for her would consider that she had good giound for a divorce. While the break fast is being cooked the farmer hies to tho barn to take care of and feed his cat tle. Anybody who has ever taken hold of a pitchfork handle when the ther mometer was below zero never will out live the remembrance of it. There may be things colder, but I never touched them. I took hold of a white oak pitch fork handle over twenty years ago and have never had the full use of my hand since. After completing the chamber work In the barn, the next thing is to water the stock. Watering stock on Wall street and watering it on a farm are two different things. Pumping water up through a leaky pump, when it seems as if the first drop came from the centre of the earth, is more cheering to speak of than to do. Perhaps it is not a pump, but an ley well-polo that you are culled upon to embrace, and as It slips through your Angers, and the cold drops of water splash up your shirt sleeve, you begin to wonder whether this really Is the bright world that you always thought It was, and whether you will be called upon to draw water from a deep well with an ley pole lu the other land beyond the skies. It Is during the winter that the farmer throws aside the drudgery and hard Work of tho farm, and engages In the sport of cutting and hauling out cord wood. Next to making tatting, there Is scarcely any labor more easily done than breaking out a wood-road through snow three feet deep, and then chopping down trees, splitting and cutting them Into cord wood, then hauling a load of It fif teen miles to market, and then stand In the street all ilny, and finally sell It for $5 a cord, and take your pay in some thing you don't want. When I think of this easy way of earning a dollar I have to hire a stout man to hold me down Into a chair, In order to keep me from plunging out and buying a wood lot. When spring fairly sets In, then It Is that the farmer begins to realize that he owns a farm, and that he Is a sturdy yeoman. He starts out with his plough to turn up the furrows in the glad earth. How beautifully the poet sings about all this, and how nice it sounds if the poet ry is good 1 I think there is a charm about a poetic He that does not exist in prose. For a delicate invalld,a course of treat ment consisting of holding a plough for fifteen hours a day, through a rocky field, would be likely to make another man of him in a short time. It might possibly be a dead man, but still it would be another man. I held a plough once and helped to break up a piece of new land. Through the kindness of friends I was taken into a machine shop and re built over as well as the machinist could do the Job. I have never seemed to feel exactly right since, but I don't suppose I ought to blame the man. He said my arms were both pulled out of the sock ets and I was all stretched out of shape, and he did as well as anybody could for me. I shall not hold a plough again as long as I hold my reason, and when that leaks out of me It will not matter much what I hold or what holds me. When a farmer wants a little play, in stead of putting out his croquet set, he turns to and builds a piece of stone wall. Building stone wall is more exciting than playing billiards, for there is more variety to it. Amateur billiards always reminds me of the itch, there is bo much scratch to it, but building stone wall is diversified ; something to do all the time, like catching fleas. No one can realize the charm of dig ging round a big rock, and getting a chain under it, and twitching it onto a drag, or of getting a crowbar under it , and lifting and straining on it, enough to strain the whole Atlantic ocean, and then of having the bar slip, and the stone roll back, barking a shin, or other-, wise bruising you, while you plunge for ward with force enough to drive your head into the ground. I say no one can realize the charm of this, unless he has sat on a fence, as I have, and seen it done. The bug problem to the farmer is a stupendous one. It amounts to more to a small farmer than it does to the big gest hotel proprietor in the country. A good smart chambermaid, and a bottle of douple B poison, will fix a bed so that you can plant a man at 0 o'clock at night and have to haul him out of Ikm 1 with a steam tug in the morning, he will sleep so soundly. The potato bug is a native of the West. He originated in the canons of Colorado and may be called an offshoot of that section. - The State is rammed full and loaded down with them. They formerly lived on wild plants, but one of them went up to Denver on a little pleasure trip, and at the hotel there he had some fried potatoes, and they struck him as being about the best thing to quiet hun ger he had ever lighted upon. He went home and advised bis brethren to go East, and they simply packed up a few collars and a change of clothing and started. The potato bug dawns on the farmer very rapidly ; he sees his pota toes nicely up, their green tops remind lng himthat potatoes in the fall at a dollar a bushel are better than a serpent's tooth or a thanklegs child, and he goes to bed dreaming of wealth pouring In on him in furrows, and the next morn ing he visits his field, and sees some red spots on the potato vines, about as big as pin heads. He notices that they give rather a genteel look to the leaf. In a day or two he sees the&e red drops begin to grow, and then to crawl, and In three or four days he goes out and Is so sur prised at what he sees that you could not paint his look of astonishment, not even prime it over one coat with less than a bucket of paint. He sees that the potato bug has arrived, and has brought his whole family and all Lis wife's 600 friends. He is there with all his tools and Implements of labor. He sees a bug about as large as the letter O, when It drops from the Hps of a small boy, as he incautiously site down on an adult bull-thistle. He sees this bug laid off In stripes endwise, like the marks of a gridiron on A slice of broiled liver. He sees that what the bug lacks in size he gains in quantity. He is there and keeps coming. He has as much mouth in proportion to his length as the Ama Ron river or Boldene. He can beat a horsefly laying eggs, and I have seen them do the job at the rate of twelve miles an hour. Ten doyg from the time an egg is laid it has been hatched, mar ried, and Is the mother of eleven hun dred and thirty-two grand-children. The only sure way to get rid of the potatp bug is to move oft" somewhere else. There are a number of methods that work somewhatly. One man set up a steam tiip hammer on hlsfarm,and hired a half,grown Sunday School to catch the bugs and run them under the hammer. After trying this a week he found that as the nights grew longer the bugs gained on him, and he gave It up. Next to English spurrows there Is noth ing that Increases faster than potato bugs, unless it is the interest on an un paid note. A farmer told me that he tried Paris green on his bugs. He said he'd be bunged if he didn't use up about a barrel of thestufTand the bugs ate it all up, and in two or three days they set up a store in the comer of the field and advertised that they would sell Paris green at re tall, cheaper than' he could buy It at wholesale. He said he lost confidence then in Paris green, and gained a con responding amount of confidence in the bugs. The farmer is Independent. Ho can stay on his farm from one year's end to another and raise all he really needs to sustain life and be under obligations to no one. He can have the pleasure of feeling that on the fruits of his toll de pend the nation's strength and prosperi ty. He truly earns his bread by the sweat of his brow, and unless he is bald headed, he seldom has brow In propor tion to the sweat. Nearly all our great men were raised on a farm, and it is their especial delight in all their speeches to mention the fact, and rementlon it. and afterwards allude to It, and tell how happy they were, and how they love the old place with its old farm house, and how they look back on their boyhood days and wish they had never left the farm, and long now to re turn to it and pass the remainder of their days, and resign a $5 ,000 office and settle down and be happy again. I have listened to these speeches and read them, and have spent two large fortunes in trying to find a solitary case where one of these men ever left a farm and got rich, either by stealing or in any other honest way, and then went back on the dear old farmto live; and up to the first day of July I have been u nablo to find one. I now have two of the smartest de tectives in the country looking after such a man, and in my humble opinion they will find Charlie Ross several times before they find my man. I want to be an angel, Anil with tne angels stand But I wouldn't be a farmer, For all mj native land. GEORGE A. QUIMBY, Of tus Boston Weekly Globe. A Rebel Scout's Adventure. WHEN the Federal army occupied Culpepper Court House and the Confederate army loy in Orange county, Virginia, General Lee desired certain in formation which it seemed could be best obtained by an individual scout, and Strlngfullow was selected for the service. It was necessary that he should pene trate the enemy's camps, remaining concealed! as long as possible, and return when he had collected the desired Infor mation. His operations were to be con ducted mostly at night. He wished to be accompanied by two men, one of whom.Farish by name, had his home in the immediate vicinity of the enemy's camps, and being intimately acquainted with all the country, could accurately guide him from place to pluceby night as by daylight. The expedition was un dertaken on foot, as the distance was not great and concealment was of prime Importance. The men were clad in their own uniform as scouts, not fpieg. The country was a difficult one for the operations of a scout. From the long and frequent occupation by both the contending armies the land had been almost entirely denuded of 1U timber, and only here and there a few thin clus ters of trees remained standing. One day had passed since they had entered the enemy's lines, and with nightfall they commenced their wanderings among the hostile camps, mainly with the purpose of locating the different corps, and of ascertaining whether any troops hod been detached from the army of the Potomac. The night had been nearly consumed in this way, when, reaching one of the clusters of trees of which I have spoken, they laid them selves down to catch a few moments' rest. A single blanket covered the three men. Treacherous, fatal sleep I Their fa tigue was greater and the night was fur ther spent than they had supposed, and the sun was shining bright in their eyes, when a party of six Federal sol diers, with their muskets In their hands, pulled away the blankets which covered them, and saluted them with a humor ous "Good morning, Johnny Ileb! wake up I" Strlngfellow, lying upon Ids back, was the first to arouse and to comprehend the situation. Knowing that an open attempt to slcze his arms would draw upon himself instant death, he fclghed to be only half awakened, ond much to the amusement of his torment ors, turned upon his side, muttering and grumbling at being awakened, and tell ing them to go away and let him alone. Hut by turning upon his side he gave to himself an opportunity of placing his hand, unobserved, upon the handle of his pistol, and in another second he sprang upon his feet, and opened fire. His companions Joined in theatlack,and for a few moments the firing was rapid ind fatal. The Federal soldiers stood their ground, but at such close quar ters the musket was no match for the revolver. There was no time to reload under the quick eye of Strlngfellow, and once discharged the muskets were use less. A few seconds terminated the en counter, in which Strlngfellow found himself the sole survivor of his party. Parish was killed; his other comrade had disappeared, he knew not how; four of the Federal soldiers lay dead at his feet, and the two others, having thrown down their empty guns, were running for their lives. But though victor in this fight, perils multiplied themselves around him. The trees among which he stood were sur rounded on every side by open fields dot ted thick with the enemy's tents, some at a distance, some close at hand. Con cealment was impossible, and he must run for his life; but run in what direc tion he might, enemies would be sure to Intercept his course, for the adjacent camps had been aroused by the firing,, and the soldiers who had escaped would be sure to return with others to avenge the death of their comrades. At a dis tance of a hundred yarSs a little branch made its way through the open fields towards the river. Its banks were fring ed with bushes, and while It offered only an utterly forlorn hope, Strlngfellow turned toward It and ran. He was seen by those who had already started for his capture ; seen to cross the open field; seen to enter the brush on the bank of the stream. And now vindictive shouts announced that the enemy felt secure of their prey. But not so I En tering the bed of the stream, a kind Providence guided him to the spot where the waters bad hollowed out for him a hiding-place beneath the roots of an old stump. Underneath this bank and behind these roots he forced his body, having hastily collected what driftwood was within reach still further to conceal bis person ; ana there be lay, ( half covered by the water and the mud, and awaited the result. From every direction men were hur- rying to the spot with the perfect assur ance that the daring enemy would soori be within their power. For long, long hours did scores of searchers continue to examine every foot of the brush that lined the stream. Many times did hos tile feet pass directly over Strlngfellow'g body, and once a man more inquisitive than others, stopped, while walking in the bed of the stream, to examine the very spot where he lay. But the drift wood which he bad skillfully arranged for his concealment deceived the man, and he passed on without making the discovery. Toward afternoon the search was abandoned. But not until the noise of the camps was hushed in slumber did Strlngfellow dare to leave his retreat. Then, following for some time the course of the little stream, he passed in safety out of the enemy's line, swam the Rapldan between the pickets, and, thankful to God for his deliverance, found himself once more among his friends. A Dog Made Useful. A German saloon keeper in Jersey City, having furnished refreshments a few days since to a party of young ruf flns, modestly requested his pay mount ing to $3. Thereupon the party propos ed to remunerate him by "cleaning out" the place. The saloon keeper made no remonstrance, but opened a door and called an Immense Siberian bloodhound, whom he instructed by a sign to stand guard at the door. Thereupon the ruf flns protested that they meant to pay all the time, and that their proposition to " clean out" the place was a bit of harmless pleasantry. It was found, however, that the finances of the party were insufficient for the demands of the occasion, and it was necessary to eke out the amount with a watch and sundry other articles of personal property. ' Then the dog retired in good order, and the party did the same.