T11I3 TIMES, jNKW IVLOOMFIEID, VA. JANUARY 7, 187H. n RAILROADS. PHILADELPHIA AND READING R. R ARRANGEMENT OK PASSENGER TRAINS. Xov. lOth, 1H78. TRAINS LKAVEJlAltltlRllUItO A8F0LI.0W6 for New York, ut 15.20, 8.H a. m. iOup.m., nd 7.M 1. in. For Philadelphia, at 6.20, K.10, 9.4f S.D1. i!. 1IO .lll,1 4 00 p. III. Fur Heading, at fi,2u, 8.1U, 9.45 a. m. and 2.00 4.0O and 7.6!. For Pottsvllle at 5.2(), 8.10 a. m.. and 4.00 R. in., and via Schuylkill and Busquehanua rauch at 2.4(1 I. in. For Auburn via 8. & 8. Hr. at 6.30 a. In. For Alleiiluwn, at6.20, 8.10a. in., ami at 2.00, 4.00 and 7.63 p. in. 1'liH i.20, 8.10 a. m hud 7M p. m trahn have through cam tor New York. The 6.20, a. in., trains have through cars for Philadelphia. SUNDAYS! For New York, at 6.20 a. in. For Allentown and Wav Htal Ions at C2na.ni. For Heading, Philadelphia aud Way tltatlonsat 1.43 p. in. TRAINS FOR HAKUISBUItO.LKAVK A8 FOL LOWS : Leave New York, at8.4S a. in., 1.00, 5.S0und 7.45 p. in. Leave Philadelphia, nt 9.45 a. m. 4.00, and 7.20 p. in. Leave Hearting, at. t4.4u, 7.-I0, 11 .Ml a. m. 1.30, 8.15 and lo. p. in. Leave Pottsvllle, ut fi.10, .f a.m. and 4.40 p. m. And via Schuylkill and Susquehanna Branchat 8.15 a. m. Leave Auburn viaS. & S. Br. at 12 noon. Leave Alleuiown, at t.305,00, 9.0"a. in.. 12.15 4.30 and 9.0i p. in. SUNDAYS: Leave New York, at j.30 p.m. ' Leave Philadelphia, nt 7.2" p. m. Leave Reading, at 4.40, 7.40, a. in. and 10.35 p. ni Leave Allentown, at2 30 a. in., andO.OSp. m. J. K. WOOTKN, Gen. Manager. C. Q, Hancock, General Ticket Agent. tDoes not run on Mondays. Via Morris and Essex It. 11. Pennsylvania It. It. Time Table. NEWPORT STATION. On and after Monday, June 25tb, 1877, Pas eu get trains will run as follows: EAST. MiflUntaw.li Acc. 7.32 a. in., dally except Sunday. Johnstown Ex. 12.22 P. M., dally " Sunday Mall, 6.64 p, m., dally exceptSuuday Atlantic Express, 9.51p.m., Hag, dally. WEST. Way Pass. 9.08 A. m., dally. Mail 2. 43 p. m. dally exeeptSundaj. Mlltllntown Acc.fl.6dP. M. dailyexcept Sunday. Pittsburgh Express, U.57P. M.,(FlaR) dally, ex cept Sunday. Pacllic Express, B.17 a.m.. daily (flag) Trains are now run by Philadelphia time, which Is 13 minutes faster than Altoona time, and 4 mill- ntesslower than New York time. J. J. BARCLAY, Agent. DUNCANNON STATION. On and after Monday, June 25th, 1877, trains will leave Duucannon, as follows : EASTWARD. Mlflllntown Acc. daily except Sundayat 8.12a. M. Johnstown Ex. 12.5SP. M., dally except Sunday. Mail 7.30 P. M " ' " .lantlcExpiesslo.20 p. M., dally (flag) WESTWARD. Way Passenger, 8.J8 A. H., dally Mall, 2.09 p. m dallyexceptSunday. Mlltllntown Ace. dallyexceptSunday at e.lriP.M Pittsburg Ex. dally except Sunday (flag) 11.33P. m. WM. (J. KINGAaent. gURPRISINO ! JUST OPENED A VARIETY STORE, UP TOWN ! We Invite the Citizens of HLOOMFIELD and vicinity, to call and examine our Stock of GUOCHKIKS. gUEENSWAKE. GLASSWARE, TINWARE, A FULL VARIETY OF NOTIONS, etc., etc., etc All of which are selling at astonishingly LOW PRICES. Give us a call and SAVE HONEY, as we are al most GIVING THINGS AWAY. 49- Butter and Eggs taken in trade. VALENTINE BLANK, WEST MAIN STREET Nov. 10, '78.-H The most useful present IFOIR. YOUE'WIFE, Intended wife, mother, or sister, Is one of our Mckle Plated and Polished Fluting or Crimping Irons. 4 Irons on oue handle and at greatly RE DUCED PRICES. King Heversable Fluting Iron, $3 B0. Home Fluting and Crimping Iron, 32,75. KENT PRE PAID ou receipt of price. Hewitt Mfg. Co. Pittsburgh, Pa. P. O. Box, 808, or lGtiPenn Avenue. AN AGENT WANTED IN THIS COUNTY W47 ,6t YOlrtJU men prepared for active business life Advantages unequalled. Course of study and business training tlie inost comprehensive, thorough and practical In existence. Students received at any time. For circulars containing full particulars address, J. C. SMITH. 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"Well," snld Mrs. Perkins, looking up with that Ineffably wise expression which is Imparted to the human coun tenance by round silver spectacles perch ed obliquely on the bridge Of the nose. "He ain't aseep, is he?" " Yes, he Is," was the reply. " Glory be thanked for that, at least," snld Mrs. Perkins, apparently Impaling herself on a long knitting needle which, however, entered harmlessly in the born sheath that she wore at her side, Incased in a scolloped red flannel. " There will be five minutes of peace, at least. You are tired, ain't you, Dora ?" " Yes," said Theodora White, " I am rather tired." But her languid voice spoke plainly that the more accurate phrase would have been " very tired." Theodora White was a tsnder, soft eyed girl of eighteen, with a complexion of pearly clearness, and a rose apiece on her cheeks a girl with a poor, straight nose and a dimple on her chin, and a pretty pleading M-ay of looking at you when she spoke. She eat down beside the window, where the mlgnlonette scented grape blossoms were swaying In the summer air, and leaned her forehead against the casement. Mrs. Perkins eyed her with an owl like glnnce of sympathy. " It's a shame, so It Is," said Mrs. Perkins, emphatically. " A man hasn't no business to be so tryin' no, not If he was sick forty times over Scold, snap, snarl this ain't right, and t'other thing Is wrong! That's the way he keeps it up. I'd as Boon wait on the 'old boy' himself." Theodora smiled faintly and urched her eyebrows. " Why, Mrs. Perkins, you don't mean to compare my uncle Joseph with so obnoxious a personage as you allude to"' she said, demurely. " Well," said Mrs. Perkins, reflective ly, " they ain't so unlike, after all. I declare when he gets in his tantrums, "I've two minds and a half to give him a good ehakin'. There ain't no sense in a man being so unreasonable. You can't please him no way you fix it." " We can at least try, Mrs. Jones." " Yes, and that's just what's a-spilln' him. He knows very well that if he was to want the moon, you'd hunt up the longest step-ladder and try to reach It down. It always did spoil children to let 'em have nil they want, and your uncle Joseph ain't nothin' but a grown up child." ' "But I don't let him have all he wants, Mrs. Perkins." " And a pretty kettle o' fish there'd be if you did. Humph I" And the old bouse-keepe; pounded upon her ball as if she had, or a mo-' tuent, Identified It with the personage under discussion. " It mlghn't be such a bad Idea," said Theodora, after a moment's thoughtful silence. "Are you crazy ?" demanded Mrs. Perkins, tartly. "Hush 1" Theodora started from her seat with uplifted finger. " He's awake ; he wants me." And she was gone, swift, noiseless as a white-winged dove, before Mrs. Per kins could volunteer to go in her stead. " Yes," said Mrs. Perkins to herself, " it is a shame. He seems to think she is made of cast-iron and India-rubber the old torment I" With this rather Illogical expression of her oplnion.Mrs. Perkins resumed her knitting more vigorously than ever. Meanwhile Theodora hastened up stairs Into a cosily curtained sick-room, where a querulous old gentleman lay tortured with a great deal of "hypo" and a very little actual Illness. But Un cle Jooeph White choose to believe that he was ill ; and who, pray, was a better judge of the state of his bodily health than himself? He screwed his fuce up into the sem blance of a nut-cracker as his niece hur riedly entered the apartment and came to his bedside. "I've been thumping on the floor till my arms are ready to drop out of their sockets 1" he groaned. " Are you all deaf down stairs ? or has old Perkins forgotten there is any one in the world but herself and her snuff-box ?" " I am very sorry, uncle." " Actions speak louder than words I" snarnled Uncle Joseph, ungraolously. " How do you feel, Uncle Joseph ?" said Theodora, soothingly. " I'm worse I" " Are you ?" " Pulse higher skin hot fnce flush ed; of course I'm worse. The con founded hot room Is enough to throw any one Into a fever 1 Open every door and window quick !" Without a moment's hesitation, Theo dora unbarred the blinds, and threw open the four large windows and two doors. The light from the western sky streamed like a Hood of fiery radiance Into the room; the draft, whirling through, caught up newspapers, flutter ed the leaves of books, and even upset Uncle Joseph's pet bottle of medicine. "O-w-w-wl" roared the sick man with vehemence, and proved his lungs at least to bo quite free from disease; " do you want to blind me to blow me away?" ' " You told me to doit.Uncle Joseph." "Shut the windows quick draw the curtalnsl" groaned Uncle Joseph. " Who's that battering down the door !" "It's only a very gentle knocking, uncle." " Then I'm nervous. Go and see!" Presently Theodora returned. "It's Major Crawford,uncle ; he sends his compliments, and wishes to know how you are." " Tell him to go to the deuce I" "Yes, uncle." "Well," said Uncle Joseph, as his niece returned to his bedside after a mo mentary absence, "what did he say ?" " He seemed very much offended, uncle." " Offended ! at what, pray V" demand ed Uncle Joseph. " I suppose at being told to go to the deuce!" answered Theodora, quietly. " Girl !" ejaculated the Invalid, rais ing himself half-way upon his elbow, "you didn't tell him that?" " Yes, I did, uncle. You said your self, " Tell him to go to the deuce." Mr. Joseph White fell back, flat and motionless, among the pillows. " Theodora, you are a fool." "I'm very sorry, uncle," suid Theo dora, beginning to whimper. Uncle Joseph stared at her in sur prise. Could it be possible that the dreary days and weeks of her steadfast attendance had weakened her Intellect and turned her brain ? ."Give me my water-gruel," he said briefly, after a few moments's pondering over the unwelcome possibility. Theodora brought in a neat little china bowl, with a silver spoons lying on the snowy napkin that flanked it on the tray. Uncle Joseph took one taste; and threw down the spoon with a petulant sound not unlike a bark. " Trash ! trash ! lnsiped as dishwater. Throw it to the pigs." Theodora took up the bowl and started obediently for the door. " Here, here!" roared Uncle Joseph, where are you going to ?" " To the pig-pen." " Are you crazy ? The gruel's well enough, only Mrs. Perkins forgot the nutmeg." " But, uncle," said Theodora, tasting daintily of the contents of the bowl, "it is insipid as dishwater." " Will you allow me to have an opin ion of my own ?" snarled Uncle Joseph. " It's very good, if that crone down slairs will add the nutmeg and give It another boll. Quick now I'm getting hungry. A man must eat, if he is at death's door." A minute afterwards Mrs. Perkins was surprised at Theodora's entrance. " Well," said the housekeeper, " what is awanting now ?" ".A little grated nutmeg In this gruel, and uncle would like it warmed up once more." " What are you smiling about ?" " Was I smiling?" " Your were if your mouth wasn't," said Mrs. Perkins keenly. " Will you be quick as you con, Mrs. Perkins ?" said Theodora. " He says he Is hungry." But when Theodora re-entered her nncle's room, the invalid had taken another track. " Why didn't you stay all day," he growled. " Indeed,uncle, I hurried all I could," pleaded Dora. " Here's the gruel, all smoking." But Uncle Joseph shook his head. " It's too late, I've lost all my appe tite," he moaned. " Won't you have the gruel ?" And Uncle Joseph closed his eyes, as if to signify he was too weak to debate the question further. He waited anx iously for Theodora to press the ques tion further, but she did not ; and pres ently he opened his eyes the least little bit In the world. " Theodora." " Sir ?" " I'll try just one spoonful of that gruel before it gets cold." "Why, uncle ; I threw it away." " Thew my gruel away 1" gasped the sick man breathlessly. " You told me you did not want It, uncle." " I told you so. Furies and fiddle strings ! You might know by this time that I don't mean what I say. Get me some more quick. If I hndn't been bed-ridden for a year, I could go twice as fast as you do !" he added,gruinbllng. "I never saw such a snail In my life. O, dear! to think I shall never walk again !" Uncle Joseph lay counting the sec onds until his niece brought in a second bowl of gruel, this time so dellclously made that even he could not find fault with It. " Uncle," said Theodora, as she set it on the table by the bedside, "the doctor said yesterday that he really thought, If you were to try, you could walk as well as anybody." "The doctor's a fool," snld Uncle Joseph, " and you may tell him so with my compliments." "I will, uncle, the next time he comes." "Theodora." "Sir?" " If you do, I'll disinherit you." "Very well." " Theodora, you'll have to feed me. This annoyance has weakened me ter ribly." "Yes, uncle." " Stop stop It's hot you're choking me!" But Theodora kept resolutely on. " Rtop-op !" spluttered Uncle Joseph, nimbly scrambling away to the other side of the bed. " What do you mean, Theodora? Didn't I tell you to stop ? I don't believe there's an inch of skin left on my throat." "You told me yourself, uncle, that you don't mean what you say. How was I to know, that this was an excep tion ?" An Irate rejoinder trembled on Uncle Joseph's tongue's, when suddenly he caught sight of a blue column of smoke wreathing up under his window. "What's that smoke?" he ejacu lated. " I think it's Mrs. Perkins, sir, put ting fresh kindlings on the kitchen fire." "No, It Isn't !" yelled uncle Joseph, the house is on fire." Theodora dropped the spoon and bowl and rushed out of the room, shrieking, the house is on Are! help! murder! thieves !" The servants below stairs caught up the cry and echoed it In shrill dismay. Uncle Joseph listened with bristled hair and dilated eyes. " Help 1 help !" he bawled, but no one responded. Louder still he yelled, but yet in vain. " Am I to stay here In my bed to be burned to death ?" he asked hlmself.and scrambled out with an agility that fair ly surprised himself. The servants were arrayed on the lawn, staring in all directions to find the exact location of the Are, when the gardener uttered a shriek. " If there ain't master, as hasn't left his bed for a year, a runnin' as if a tiger was after him !" " Where where's the Are?" panted Uncle Joseph, gazing wildly around him. Mrs. Perkins rushed to the front door, her cap strings streaming. "I never saw such a pack of born idiots In my life!" she gasped. " There ain't no Are only a few pieces of green wood I put In the kitchen Are. One would think you'd never seen smoke afore, and why, if there ain't mas ter." " Theodora," said Mr. White, looking somewhat sheepish, "where did you see afire?" ' I did not see it, uncle, but you said the house was on fire," Theodora re piled, demurely, "and of course I thought you must know. Please, uncle, go back to bed." " I won't," said uncle Joseph, gather ing the skirts of his wrapper closer about him. " But, uncle, you are sick." " No, I'm not." " Uncle, do you really mean it !" "Of course I do, Theo." And he did mean it. The cure had been effected ; and Theodora mentally congratulated herself on the success of her plan of treatment. And Uncle Joseph never alluded to the day on which his niece had taken him so im plicitly at his word. She Hit Hard. IN THE country towns and villages "of New England, in the good old times even within the memory of the writer young girls, of good parentage, often hired out to do housework, as did the young men hire out to do work on a farm, that they might learn the life les son of self-supporting labor, and earn the wherewith to commence life on their own account. Very many of the best and most capable servants in our city homes, where of country families, and were treated, in many cases, like the other members of the family. But there has been a change. Society, in the business centres, is not as it used to be, and In the chauge there has crop ped out a certain class of aristocracy which makes itself ridiculous. I wit nessed A cose not long since, and heard a reproof administered that was one of the hardest lilts I ever saw given. Mrs. Olltterly we will call her had been married four or five years, and during that time had resided in the city, where she had become very fashionable and fastidious something of the Flora McFIImsey order. She was on a visit to her old friends in the town of her nativ ity, and was spending the evening with Mrs. Goodhue, who hnd given quite a party in her honor. At the well-ordered tea-table supper table Mrs, G. always called H a goodly company were assembled, and the girl the girl who worked In thekitehen with a neighbor's daughter who had been employed for the' occasion, sat down to the meal with the rest. Mrs. Glltterly beheld, and was amaz ed. Later In the evening, when the kitchen had all been done, and affairs in in the big buttery attended to, the hired girl came in, dressed in anew calico, and sat-herself to work and social enjoy ment. She was a bright-faced, pretty girl and knew how to behave. ThU seemed too much for Mrs. Gllt terly, and when she saw that the hired help were really admitted lo a party given especially In her honor, her pride rebelled. Turning to her hostess, she said, in tone loud enough to be heard over the room : " My dear Mrs. Goodhue, how can you bear to allow your servants to stand on a social equality with your self ? I think servants should be taught to know their places." "Really, Betsy," Mrs. Glitterly had fashioned her Christian name into Liz zie seid the hostess, speaking with dis tinctness and kindly franknees, " I think I enjoy it best to keep up the old custom. I always did it. You remem ber when you worked for me in the kitchen. I always treated you ust " A sharp cry of alarm from Mrs. Liz zie Glitterly arrested the good woman's speech. It seemed as though the at moshpere of the room suddenly became stifling. She rose and went to the win dow, where she could get a breath of fresh air, and where she could conceal the flaming of her cheeks, and which rouge and peal-paint could not hide. Mysteries of a Lump of Coal. For years no one supposed that a lump of soft coal, dug from Its mine or bed In the earth, possessed any other quality than being combustible, or was valua ble for any other purpose than that of fuel. It was next found that it would afford a gas which was combustible. Chemical analysis proved It to be made of hydrogen. In process of time me chanical and chemical ingenuity devis ed a mode of manufacturing this gas, and applying it to the lighting of build ings and cities on a large scale. In doing this, other products of distillation were developed, until, step by step, the following ingredients for materials are extracted from it : 1. An excellent oil to supply light-houses, equal to the best sperm oil, at lower cost. 2. Benzole a light sort of ethereal fluid, which evap orates easily, and, combined with vapor or moist air, is used for the purpose of portable gas lamps, so called. 3. Naph thaa heavy fluid, useful to dissolve gutta percha, India rubber, etc. 4. An excellent oil for lubricating purposes. 5, Asphaltum, which is a black, solid substance, used in making varnishes, covering rools.and covering over vaults. C, Parafflne a white, crystalline sub stance, resembling white wax, which can be made into beautiful wax candles; it melts at a temperature of 110 degrees, and affords an excellent light. All these substances are now made from soft coal. A Curious Theory. It has for a long time been an enigma to the ornithologist how certain species of small singing biids, which spend the winter in Soutnern or Western Europe, ever succeeded in crossing the Mediter ranean, as many of them are not able to fly one quarter of a mile without resting. The Bedouins of Northenr Africa say that they travel on the backs of larger birds, whiling away the dreary hours of the sea voyage by their song, and Be douin poetry swarms with allusions to this charming picture of the songless stork carrying on Its powerfull back a cluster of small songsters across the sea. And, singularly enough, the peasants of Southern and Western Europe say ex actly the same, Every European coun try has thousands of stories about the splendid gifta which the sork brings along from the Nile, and among these gifts are always mentioned as the first babies and singing-birds. But in spite of this remarkable unanimity in the lower spheres, none has ever dreamed of finding a fact at the bottom of these tales until lately, one great ornitholo gist after the other Hengllss, Both, Hedenfiurg, etc. declares himself will lug to accept the explanation ; nor have traces of positive proof beeu altogether lacking.
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