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RAILROADS.
PHILADELPHIA AND READING R. R.
ARKANtlBMENTOF P ASSKNG ER TRAIN8
June '27th, 1381.
Trains Leave Harilsburg as Follow :
For New York via Allentown, at 8.05 a. m
1.4 and 4 11O i. in. ... . ,
For New Voik via Philadelphia and "Rouud
Brook Route," lUu H.nS a. in. and 1.45 p. in.
For PlillndHlplna, at U.3J, 8.1)6, U.Sba. in., 1.45
am! 4. (Hi p. in.
For Heading, at 8.20, 8.3(1, 8.05, 9.50a. m., 1.45,
4.0(1, and K.iWp. in.
Fori'ottsvllle. at ".20, 8.01, 9.50 a. m. and 4.00
R, in., and via ttchuylklll and 8usqutdiiiin
ranol) lit 2.4(1 p. m. For Auburn, at 8.1(1 a. in.
For Allentown, at 6.ai, 8.05, .6ua. in., 1.45 and
1.00 p. m.
ilia 8.05 a. m. and 1.45 p. m. trains nave
through curs for xSew link, via Alletituwu.
SUNDAYS !
For AllBiitown and Way Rtatlous. at 5.20 a. in.
For ltmiiling, I'lilhlelupliia, and Way stations,
at 1.45 p. in.
Trains Lenvo fur Hnnlsbuig as Follows t
Leave NewYork via Allentown, 5.L0 and 9 00
a. in . 1.IW and 6.30 p. in.
Leave New Voik vlii'Bonnd Brook Uoule."and
Philadelphia at 7.45 a. In.. 1.3U,4.(H, ;and 5.80 p. in.
arriving at llarrisoniis, 1.50, 8.2o, 0 2u p. in., and
12.35 a. in.
Leave I'hlladclphla, at 9.45 a. m., 4.00 , ?. 50
and v.45 p. m.
Leave i'ousvllle.fl .Oil. 9,la. m. and 4.40 p. in.
Leave ueadum. at 4.60, 7 .80, 11.60 a. m., 1.3c, i). 15,
7.50 and lo.i i. in.
Leave I'otisvllle vm Schuylkill ;ind Susquehanna
Blanch, 8.15 a. in., and 4 4u p. in.
Leave AlUmiowii.ulO Ou, B.Ou a. m., 12.10, 4.30.
aud 9.06 p. in.
SUNDAYS;
Leave New York, via Allentown at 6.30 p. m.
Leave Philadelphia, at. 7.45 p. in.
Leave Heading, at 7 31 a. in. and 10.35 p. in.
Leave Allentown. at 9.05 p. in.
BALDWIN MUNCH.
Leave It ARUISBUKO for Paxton, Lochleland
Steelton daily, except Sunday, at 5.25. 6.40, 9.35
a. in., and 2.00 p. in.; dally, except Saturday and
Sunday, at 5.35 p. m., and on Saturday only, 4.45,
6.10, 9.30 p. in.
Returning, leave STEELTON dally, except
Sunday, at 0.10, 7.00, 10.IHI a. in., 2.20 p. in. ! dally,
except Saturday and Sunday, 6.10 p. in., and ou
Saturday only 6.10, 0.30, 9,50 p. m.
J. E. WOOTTEN, Gen. Manacer.
C. O. Hancock, General Passenger and Xlcket
Agent.
JHE MANSION HOUSE,
New Bloomfleld, Pcim'a.,
GEO. F. ENSMINGEK, Proprietor.
HAVINGleased this property and furnished It
la a comtortabie manner, 1 ask a share of the
public patronage, and assure my friends whosrop
vlth me that every exertion will be made to
render their stay pleasant.
w A careful hostler always In attendance.
April 9, 1878. tl
FREE TO EVERYBODY!
A Beautiful Boole lor the Ashing.
TKv ftnnlvioff nprsnnallv at the nearest otllce of
THE SINGER MANUFACTl'KING CO., (or by
postal card It at a distance) any adult person will
be presented with a beautifully Illustrated copy
of a New Book entitled
GENIUS REWARDED,
on THE
Story of the Sewing Machine.
containing a handsome and costly steel engrav
ing frontispiece; also, 28 finely engraved wood
cuts, and bound In an elaborate blue and gold
lithographic cover. No charge whatever Is made
for this handsome book, which can be obtained
only by application at the branch and subordi
nate offices of The Singer Manufacturing Co.
The Singer Manufacturing Co.,
Principal Olllce, 34 Union Square,
:3 S ly New York City, N. Y.
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nors, bi cur, mandrake,
DANDELION,
And tb Ptthist Aim BitsTMmoLiCAi.i
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THEY CUBE
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Liver, Kidneys, and Urinary Organs, Ner
vouaness, HleepleR.ne.i and especially
SIOOO IN COLD.
W1U hi nuiA 1(T ft. iim th4v wtll tint Mir n7
help, or fur anything impure or Injurious
fuuud in them.
Atlcyonr arurciit for Hop Bitter and try
tlicia before yuu sleep. TuL no oilier.
i an absolute and irreilitthl mrm fn
Druokeuuew. use of opium, tobacco and
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NOTICE U hereby given that the partnership
lately existing betvveeu Geo. A. Liggett and
O.J. Delancy. of Perry county, i'a., under the
firm name of Liggett & Delancy, expired on lftth
April, ISM, by mutual consent. All debts owing
to the said partnership are to be received by said
(ieo. A. Liggett, and all demandsnn (aid partner
ship are to be presented to hi in lor payment, until
1 lie 2DI h of June. lssl, and alter that day the
accounts of the lirni will be placed lu the hands
of an officer for collection.
GEO. J. DELANCEY.
June 7, 1881.
ESTATE N OTI 1E. -Notice I s herebyglvei
that letters of administration on the estate
of Susanna Steel, line of New Buffalo borough,
l'erry county, ha., deceased, have been grauted
to the undersigned, residing In same place.
All persons indebted to said estate arerequested
to make Immediate payment and those having
claims topreseutthenidulyauthentlcatedlor set
tlement to ,
DAVID T. STEEL,
May P1,1R81 AdiniuiHtiator.
"TV fOM I E Cloths and other Dress Goods In va-
jj-k. nous styles.
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KKMNAJrfTst of PRINTS of these we have
a large quantity In good styles.
In addition lo the above goods we have a nice
assortment of Ladlea Neckties, Corsets, (ienimi.
town Yarn. Zephyrs. Shoes for Ladies and Chil
dren, and thousands of oiver artlMi .
JT. MliKTlMHK.
New litnoiiiiie'd. Pa-
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A Carolina Romance.
A FEW months ago the following:
statement appeared In the Ashe
vllle Citizen, written by the editor, Mr.
Robert M. Furman : We have Just re
turned from our auuual visit to Miss
Mary Burt, the hermltess of the moun
tains, and as few persona ever saw or
even heard of this strange woman, a
short sketch, embodying all that is
known of her, may not be uninteresting
to our renders. About fifty years ago a
prepossessing young woman appeared
suddenly In a small mountain village, as
if she had dropped from the sky ; who
she was or whence she came, no one
knew.
To all questions she replied simply :
" My name is Mary Burt, I am a lady,
and have come here because it pleased
me to do so ; other than this concerns
no one but myself.",
Bhe had no baggage beyond a few
clothes tied up in a handkerchief, but
was so lady-like in her appearance and
deportment that when she applied for
work at the house of a well-to-do farm
er, she was gladly received and treated
in all respects as an equal.
She assisted the farmer's wife and
daughters in the duties of the family.
Ten or fifteen years passed and the mys
tery of her apperauce was gradually for
gotten and she seemed to have been one
of the family. About this time she was,
after much persuasion, induced to take
charge of a country school near by, and
having declined one good offer of mar
riage, was looked upou as a permanent
Institution.
Suddenly, however, her whole char
acter seemed to change and she became
moody, melancholy and fond of soli
tude, and after a few years' teaching,
gave up the school, purchased a section
of wild land ai)d had a rude log hut
erected in one of the loveliest spots in
the mountains, but so far off from all
habitations that, particularly in winter,
she often passed weeks without inter
course with any human being.
A dog, a cat, a few chickens and a
cow, whose milk supplies the place of
tea aud coffee, are the only living things
with whom she at Buch times has any
intercouse.
And now comes the solution of the
mystery, brought about by this very
sketch in the Asheville Ci'.izen, which,
being copied into a Vermont paper, fell
into the hands of a wealthy gentleman
of that State, who immediately went to
Asheville, Bought out the editor of the
Citizen, when the two in company pro
ceeded to the mountain home of Miss
Burt. Entering 'her house, where she
was, as usual, alone, the stranger said :
" Mary, do you not know me V"
" I cannot say that I do," she repli
ed. " Seizing her by both hands he ex
claimed ;
" Mary Burt Howe, have you forgot
ten Robert Fletcher 1"'
"I have not not," Bhe replied, " but I
supposed you were either married or
dead."
Then the whole story was told to the
editor of the Citizen: Fifty years ago
Mary Burt Howe was engaged to be
married to Robert Fletcher, but becom
ing jealous of his fancied attachment to
another girl suddenly left her home in
Maine and went to Boston, determined
to make her own living away from all
who knew her. She got a place as a
stewardess on board a sailing vessel,
bound for Liverpool, but a terrific storm
drove the ship out of her course and
wrecked her on the coast of North Caro
lina. Mary was the only woman saved
and after many hardships landed from a
small boat ou Shepherd's Point, a
tongue of land running out into Beau
fort harbor, to which the crew were
guided by a lire burning brightly. Here
they found a party of trading Indians
encamped, who treated them with the
utmost kindness. The men of the party
remained but a few days, shipping as
sailors in a trading vessel bound to the
West Indies. They would have taken
Mary on board, but she had such a hor
ror of the sea that nothing could induce
her to trust herself again to its waves,
and she remained with the Indians, who
soon broke up their camp and started
for their mountain home, taking her
along with them. Gradually her mind
recovered from the shock of the ship
wreck aud she determined to get back to
civilization, but not to return destitute
to her home, so, taking the few clothts
she had managed to save, she one night
left the Indian camp and the next day
found herself at the little mountain vil
lage where she had dweltso long. Hav
ing traced her to the vessel ou which she
embarked aud heard that it had been
wrecked on the coast of North Carolina
Mr. Fletcher mourned her as dead, un
til he read the account, taken from the
Citizen, of Mary Burt living alone In
the mountains of that State. Being
rich man he immediately started for
Asheville, found Mr. Furmau and. as
related, his lust love. It did not take
long to Induce Miss Hurt, or rnihtr
Howe, to teiuru with biui to Vciunut
as his wife, but hefore marrying she, at
Mr. Fletcher's earnest request, executed
a deed of gift, by which she transferred
her beautiful mountain glen to the edi
tor of the Asheville Citizen, stipulating
that he should take care of her faithful
dog and cat as long as they lived and go
every summer to fish and hunt In the
wilds where she had so long resided
alone. Asln ville, North Carolina, Citi
zen. s
The Disgusted Miner.
AN UNUSUAL number of custo
mers thronged the waiting room at
the Main Hold boarding house the other
day and the crowd that besieged the
door was more than twice its usual size,
and when the bell rang and the portals
were thrown open and the mass of hu
manly sought the tables the racket was
completely deafening and one or two
smaller and more lnsigulficaut individu
als were almost crushed to death in the
remorseless competition for the best
places. The table was full in less time
than the reader ordinarily occupies in
unfolding and spreading out his napkin
aud business commenced. Side by side
sat two modest types of American clvlll
zatiou. Oul was a middle-aged man of
medium height, a florid complexion,
shaggy beard, unkempt hair, untidy
clothing and disgusting linen, with the
odors and rustic manners of the rural
districts clinging to him, like last year's
hair to a colt. At his left sat a tall,
youngish-looking man, encased lu a
blue flannel shirt with rolling collar,
white corduroy trousers; a leathern belt
around his waist, a slender, wildly
beautiful black moustache aud raven
locks that curled down his manly neck
aud strayed about his expansive shoul
ders with all the native grace and free
dom of the mines of some Western Kl
dorado. This farmer turned up his
plate and with his fork made a wild
plunge toward a plate of roast beef di
rectly across the miner's layout. That
individual turned his head as if in sur
prise, and regarded the man who had
disturbed his equanimity as if he were a
specimen of some hitherto unknown
mountain cat. The granger was not in
the least nonplussed, but continued to
reach right aud left, Interspersing his
frantic dashes with spasmodic attempts
at getting something into his mouth.
The miner silently sat aud looked at
him, until having piled his plate full,
the relentless forager settled down to
solid work with his knife and fork.
Encouraged by the unwonted calm the
miner began to provide for his own
wants, and in the quietest manner pos
sible had secured a cup of coffee, a bit of
meat aud a few trifling accessories,
when the hungry man beside him bioke
loose again. He made a wild break for
the mustard, and knocked the stopper
of the vinegar cruet into the hash as he
did so, then shoveled out a conglomer
ation from that dish, in the midst
whereof was the stopper. The miner
stopped aud looked again, then resumed
hiB eating sileutly as before.
"Pass the butter V" interrogated the
rustic, nudging the silent man in the
elbow and causing him to spill half a
cup of coffee Into his potato. The min
er did as requested, aud then dropped
his knife and fork to set the dish back.
The farmer did not know or notice the
look of unutterable questioning in the
eyes of his servitor, aud without losing
a revolution stabbed a twelve ounce
sweet potato half way down the table
and reached across the miner's pie with
the other rm toward a plate of bread.
The pie m quietly withdrawn and
placed on the other side of the owner's
plate and another attempt to snatch a
bite was made, but before it could suc
ceed the devourer had laid himself down
along the table and extended his left
arm about eighteen Inches beyond its
natural length towards a dish of sliced
potatoes. This shot was successful, but
the martyr's coffee inundated the table
and deluged it's owner's boots with the
salty vinegar dripped from seven slices
of tomato across his plate. The miner
rose half way, then sobbed his napkin
in the mass and tried to wipe off his
breeches, while the waiter walked away
with his plate and the agriculturist ate
steadily on. The miuer looked the pict
ure of despair and pushed his chair back
from the table in discouragement too
utterly utter, and gazed la speechless
sadness upou theieene of desolation be
fore him.
The farmer
and jamming
ribs, ejaculate
aued over once more,
is elbow into the victim's
between the motions of
' Pass those molasses."
his grinders
The miner
ifirang to his feet, grabbed
the molass
cup in one hand and the
thickly-bhonilug locks of the tormen
tor in theother, and danced around like
a mad man, while the other boarders
who had been awaiting the outbreak
huddled in a panic stricken group at the
other end of the room.
"Yes, I'll pass you those molasses,",
yelled (he infuriated miner, drugging
the exemplification of cupacity before
him to the floor, and kicking all the
chairs within rnnge out of the window.
" You Infernal be Mowed everlastin'
eater, I'll pass you somethln' that ain't
half so sweet," and lie passed him a left
bander In the cheek and kicked his ribs
till they rang like ham
"Auythln' else your all-devourln'
lordship '11 have" and the miner hauled
the lordship aforesaid around the room
by the hair. " gi
Won't you get up and eat somethln'
with me V" and the muscular miner riz
his customer up by the pars and slapped
a spoonful of hot beans into his face.
" Or Bit down and try somethln' more
satisfyln' for a change," and he Jammed
a potato as big as a ten cent mellon into
the granger's Jib and emptied a pint of
coffee over his head. " Want those mo
lasses, do you V" and the avenger dump
ed his subject upon the fiat of his back
and kuelt upon his prostrate form.
"You ought'er have 'em. I'm willin'
to forgive a man for keepln' me passln'
grub to him clare through a meal, and
I'm glad to be of auy service to him I
can in this way, an' I don't care a red
cent for anybody that's a gentleman
layiu' down across my plate an' reach
in' for somethln' over in the next coun
ty ; nuther do 1 greatly take offence at
any Christian for accidentally upsettln'
my drink, nor steppin' on my toe9, but
by the gods, livln' or dead, when a man
locates a grub stake claim right square
on top o' me, an' then uses such lan.
guage toward me as ' those molasses,'
he's goin' to meet his fate now you
bet."
The miner then turned around aud
seized the molasses jug, and holding it
over the face of the sacrifice, poured Its
contents down and into hia mouth and
ears and eye9, and then saturated his
coat and filled his collar. Then rising,
he yanked the besmeared to a sitting
posture, smashed the pitcher into a hun
dred pieces over his head, and snatched
up his broad slouched hat and fled to the
hills. The man he mounted don't seem
lo have any appetite auy more, and
sinco the tragedy he hasn't been seen
outside his house, and the miner never
returned.
A PAINTER'S GRATITUDE.
M1
IERIS and Steen were the closest
friends. It has been asserted that
Mieres often would touch up a picture
for Steen, and together with Lievens
and Aug. do Vos, they often passed the
night in drinking at Steen 'a tavern ; and
when the host's ruin came, the friends
transferred their meetings and convivi
ality to the nearest beer house.
One of these midnight revels nearly
cost Mieris his life, for separating very
late, and a good deal under the influence
of the liquor they had drunk, the friends
started on their different ways.
Mlerls, passing over one of the bridges,
fell into the open sewer, aud being too
much intoxicated to help himself intelli
gently, being able to do nothing but call
for aid, came very near suffocating.
It so happened that in the immediate
neighborhood there lived a cobbler, who
was even at that late hour working, and
his wife was dutifully keeping watch
with him. She thought she heard cries
of distress, and bade her husband stop
his hammering and singing, that they
might listen, when, the sounds becom
ing more distinct, the good couple took
their lamp and went Into the street to
see who wanted aid. When they discov
ered Mieris in his perilous position, they
speedily rescued him ; and tAiough won
dering that a man so finely dressed,
with silver buttons on his coat, should
be choking in the mud, they asked do
questions, but carried him to their home,
and when they had revived him, start
ed him on his homeward way.
Mieris, when he realized what his dan
ger had been, was ashamed both of bis
adventure aud ths cause that led to it,
and forbore to tell his preservers his
name. He, however, wished to show
them some proof of his gratitude for
their timely aid, and began to paint for
them a picture; but as the time he could
give to the work was only his absolutely
unoccupied hours, his progress was slow,
aud it was full two years before his la
bor was finished. TakiDg the picture,
carefully concealed under bis cloak, he
sought the cobbler's house, where he
found only the wife at home, who evi
dently did not recognize her visitor.
By dint of skillful questions he dis
covered that though remembering the
circumstances of his accident, the wor
thy couple had no idea of whom they
had been the rescuers. Placing the
picture on the table, he said in his gra
cious manner: " Here, madam, accept
this as a small token of. my gratitude
fro m the the unknown you so kindly as
sisted. If you would rather, at any
time, turn the picture into money, you
have only to take it to Mr. Praat's,"
and giving the direction, he vanished,
without having told his name. The
cobbler aud his wife showed the picture
to several of their neighbors, and even
they, unlearned lu art, declared it must
be worth a good sum. The woman's
curiosity wus exiltf'l, and nhe curried
t'te picture to the burgomaster, J'
Vatiilermaas, In whose family she ' 1
previously lived. He lustautlyri
nized Mieris' hand ; aud wondering i :
finding snch a gem In the possession r t'
his old servant, questioned her as tohov
she had oblalneil It, aud heard her sin
gular story. IlJsaldhe himself wouM
give a hundred ducatoons for the pictnif,
but added, generously, "Perhaps jo.i
had better take it to" naming well
known amateur--" and ask him elirht
hundred florins for1 the picture; he wi'l
give them." The cobbler's wife fmiM.l
this valuation was the correct one. Ti.ii.
dltlon does not tell us what the pli'lure
was which owed its existence to the uu
lucky consequences of a midnight
revel.
WOMEN IN PANTS.
tTUIEltE is a class of wotnei
en who J
X barely escaped being men. Mwn.
Unity is apparent in crauiloglcal struc
ture, face, form, voice and manners.
Aspiring lo the rights of men, thro
feminine Iconoclasts of all thlygs wish
to wear the pantaloons and all the dis
tinguishable articles of man's apparel.
The perniciousness of this unnatural
idea belongs to Germany. '
In Berlin, lately, a lot of fraua got
together aud organized themselves Into
a meeting. A chairwoman was electi-d
and a violent war upon the petticoat im
mediately commenced. A few maiden
were induced to join the strong-niludi-d
matrons and add their soprano vok s
to the tenor howls of their elders. Thf
petticoat was denounced as typical of
the tyranny of mau, a proposition rath
er out ot place, seeing that woman ia
vented the garment herself. Its incur
venieuces aud its sanitary disadvan
tages were especially dwelt upon by the
speakers. A real womanly woman,
Frau Peters protested against the siihsti
tution of breeches for petticoats. She
regarded the abused petticoat and out
ward, round, full garment as best adapt
ed to the female form, and in every way
becomingly graceful. But Frau Peters'
was indignantly voted mIowii aud si
lenced. -r- .
The chairwoman was the presiding
genius of the revolt, and at her sugges
tion the association was dubbed thj
" Clothing League f jr the Abolition el
Petticoats."
Members pledged themselves to imme
diately discard the raiment and substi
tute "aduallstio form of covering for
the legs as well as for the arms."
That means pants and coats, or jack
ets resembling the latter. Berlin will
be amazed, at the sight of a number
of human ducks waddling along
Unter den Linten, for waddle, women
must, who undertake to wear
straight-line garments of men lustea
the curve-line garments of women.
The adoption of male costume will, of
course, necessitate the cutting of the
hair, unless the women adopt the pig-
tail fashion of the wash-tub Chinese. I f
But when yonng women adopt the api S
parrel of men there will be an end to ro-7
mance and marriage. The flowing dra
pery that conceals and reveals, and its
graceful undulations and circular sweep
which make bsuty more beautifal..
charm and Bolicit the homage of ma 'T
for the wearer. But pants ! What nitt I
could fall in love with a woman In pan U 1
nrwt Oliol huolianjl n.nitl1 lilrA n .. n t.tn' L
uvru unuiug ou uus uuair, sun uiose OI
his spouse on another V Fancv a aweet. '
faced girl mending the seat of her pint
aloous !J
Oh 1 gentle spirit of romance ! But
there is another trouble which the cour- -ageous,
strong-mlndehliYe nnU.'
vassed. Women sit on the littoW-jJj
" auu jufr uu tutur iwuaiugs, ins
reason of such a nightly and morning
proceeding Is Us anatomical cor. veil
ience. A man, built on the straight .
line, can throw his foot easily over the '
knee to pull off or put on socks; a
woman, built on the curved line, which
necessitates fuller, rounder limbs, can
not follow man In his pedal gymnastics.
Therefore, the adoption of pacts by
women would make a spectacle every
night and morning which would move
Phideas to tears and Venus to imliiMia.
tion.
Picture it, think of it; women sitting '
on floors when " stars are in the quiet
skies," pulling off their pants, and in
the same sittiug posture pulling on their
pants and buttoning their suspenders
when " jocund day stands tiptoe ou the
misty mountain top," .
"The Domestic Tyrant."
"The average man" quoth Mrs. Par
tington "is a weak and irritable domestic
tyrant," and Mrs. P. is correct. Tyran
nical to a fault the average man will
enter me piissiui x-arauise or a nappy
home, scratch himself lu fiendish glw,
and send the baby into convulsions, and
for what t Why, because he has the
Itching Piles, aud is too mean to buy -Swayne's
Ointment, whioh is an infal
lible cure for the worst cases of that
annoying complaint.
ty Women that have been U'dri.l.l. a
for years have been eutlrely ctiied
femule weakness by the usu 1't Lvdui V..
Pinkhain's, Vepeluhle Compound. S. ii.i
to Mis. Lydiia K- 1'inkhum, V .
teru Avenue, Lynn, Mas., f-.j ,-u.
plilets. ov;;.