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THE HOUSE ON THE ZIGZAG. [Written for the Record-TJnion.] "So you really want to go to house keeping?" asked Jack, for at least the fortieth time that day, and he paced up and down our sitting-room at the board ing-house, his hands clasped behind his back, and a cigar in his mouth, at which he was puffing away vigorously. I was seated before the fire toasting my toes and playing idly with my little -skye terrier Dom Pedro, amusing myself by tying his long silken ears into various and sundry knots, thereby sending him into impo tent agonies of wrath, and causing him to make sundry vain and futile efforts at escape. I nodded an affirmative answer to this question without taking tho trouble to turn arouud. "I don't see why you want to make a change," growled Jack, scowling at him self in the glass, aud gnawing the end of Lis cigar. "We are very weil fixed here," sweeping a comprehensive giance around our cozy, comfortable rooiu containing dainty bits oi fancy work, here and there pieces of rare and costly bric-a-brac, for, belore Jack settled down in life to a Darby and Joan existence with me, he had been a great traveler. "Besides, I hate moving," wound up my iiege lord and master, with all a man's instinctive uislike ot worry and disorder. "But I want a change, Jack," I pouted, shoving Dom Pedro off my lap, and half turning in my chair to look at Jack, who still continued his moody pace up and down the room. "'l've never beennouse keepiug in my life, aud I think it would be such fun to have a house all my own." "Pun," re-eohoed Jack, wrathfuliy, throwing tho stump of his cigar in the grate, and gazing down at me as I sat coiled up in the big arinohair. "Yes, it would be deucedly funny when the cook packed up some day and left you in the lurch to get the dinner, wouldn't it?" Then Jack shifted his position a bit, and leaned his elbow on the mantel shelf expectantly, but as 1 vouchsaled no re ply to his question, he went on: ' _sow, just to gratify a little pardona ble curiosity I have upon the subject allow me to ask what oan you cook? Anything?" "i can cook hard-boiled eggs and make potato salad," I replied with what dig nity I can command. I am rapidly growing wrathful at Jack, who ought to know better than to cast aspersions upon my ability as a cook, or anything else. He wouldn't have done so two years ago, but that was before we were married, and things were different in those halcyon days of our courtship. 1 am almost on the verge of tears, but manage to control my emotion while I say that I can soon learn to cook a great many things; but Jack laughs sarcasti cally. He can occasionally be particu larly aggravating, and to-night is one of those times. "Hard-boiled eggs and potato salad! Truly an appetizing feast to set before a hungry man. How long will I be obliged to subsist upon this somewhat questionable diet before you learn to cook the other things, eh, Dido? And in the mean time have you thought what internal havoc will be played with my digestive organs if 1 were confined to .such a menu three times a day?" Then Jack pauses for want of breath, while I, quite overcome, give way to my no longer to be controlled grief. Pro ducing a tiny lace-bordered pocket-hand kerchief from one of those dear, delight fully mysterious places which women delight iv, 1 proceed to weep into it with praiseworthy ardor in spite of its dimin utive size. This action on my part breaks Jack all up. Like the rest of his sex he hates to see a woman cry, especially if he thinks anything of the women in question. So he capitulates upon the spot, and the end of the matter ia that I have my way iv this as well as in everything else where Jack is concerned. The very next day I went to an enter prising bouse agent, and in his company looked over all the available houses he had on his list. I wiil nevor forget what a weary, unsatisfactory day it was. -Not one of the houses suited me, and when 1 returned to my boarding-house at night, tired and discouraged, and almost hating the world in general, it required all of Jack's reassurance to induce me tv start out the next day. Each day I went bravely forth oniy to return at night, cross and disappointed. I began to look upon house-renting ageuts as sworn foes to tbe race of womankind dotiring to rent available houses, and no words can ade quately express the opinion I held of grasping landlords who would not make needful improvements upon would-be desirable houses wheu a good and pros pective tenant was in view. However, as "all things come to bim who waits," so at last my chance came to me. It was just about the time I was nearly giving my quest up in despair tbat Jack came home one night and told me*of a house he had seen that day which he thought might suit us. I received this intelligence in gloomy silence; nev ertheless I took tbe agent's address, who happened to be one 1 had not yet con sulted, and next morning in his company looked over the house. It was a square two-story building painted a light brown. Its chief attraction in my eyes was tbe splendid view of tbe grand aud faraway enow-capped mountains which could be obtained from its large, roomy bay win dows. The house stood almost on the top of a zigzag road which wound around a steep bill. I found the rooms, seven in all, to be rather small, but this was an advant age than otherwise, as I confess, the thought of staying all day alone in a big house had not been a very cheerful one. A large garret in the roof, reaohed by a ladder from the hall upstairs, oompleted the interior. Into the house we moved, and I took up housekaepine for the first time on my own account. 1 was childishly delighted •with everything iv my new hous6—took a great interest in superintending things, though, in reality, Jack was the power behind the throne, and he aided and helped me over all tho rongh places. Our cook was an Irish jewel and showed no disposition to leave, while I, taking time by the forelock, was, under her tuition, rapidly developing into a first class culinary artist. My secret ambition was to learn to cook so well that some day I could give Biddy a well-deserved holiday aud cook the dinner all myself. At last the opportunity came when I felt profioient in this most necessary art, and after the breakfast dishes had been washed and dried, and Jack had gone to the office, 1 startled that worthy damsel, Biddy, by suddenly aunouncing that she could have that day tor a holiday. Tbe sky was overcast by great threatening clouds, and a stiff breeze was blowing -which bore upon its breast a suspicion of coming rain, but Biddy, undaunted by the un propitious weather, accepted the oiler upon the spot, and, a few minutes later, as 1 stood iv the kitchen enveloped in one of her huge working aprons, I saw ber struggling against the wind wending her way down the zigzag. The luncheou was a brilliant success, and Jack de voured everything in sight with utter and most satisiaotory impartiality. "Oh, by the way, Dido," he says pres ently, helping himself a second time to a crisp mutton chop, "I don't want to frighten you unnecessarily, but it has beon rumored down town to-day that I>ash bas broken jail and escaped. I don't suppose he will trouble you any, but I think it just as well that you should know and be prepared for an emer gency." Aud here the wicked fellow nearly strangled in his tea laughing at the look of horror wbich gradually overspread my face, and no wonder. Who had not beard of the daring desperado Dash, who, i; rumor was to De believed, had tried his band at everything iv the criminal calen dar from robbery to murder. His last crime, a particularly atrocious murder, had harrowed up the feelings of every one who had read about it. He bad been sentenced to be hanged, but Dash was in no wiseawod by his unpleasant predica ment. Ue had made bis boast that he would escape, and those who knew him best thought he would make a desperate effort to keep his word. That he had at last succeeded in carrying his threat into execution was not a surprise, but tbe whole country was once more thrown into a stale of terror. It was small wonder then that I was momentarily frightened. My first j chought was of Biddy. Why had I been - so foolish as to allow her to go out to- Iday. "I can't stay here alone, Jack," I wail pathetically, "I really can't. Do let me i go down town with you," I implored ! pleadingly, but Jack shakes his head ! ami points out the window. I follow the ] direction and see that a steady down pour has set ln which gives no promises I of letting up that afternoon. "It would be sheer madness to go out . such a day as this, Dido," says Jaok pushing his chair from the table. "Be a J brave little woman aud I'll come home j early, lake my word for it, Dash isn't ! goiug to haug around this city where he jis su well known. He'll make for the •roods the first tuiug, where he can be in hiding and await a iavorabie opportunity ol leaving the country." This explanation seemed so plausible tl at it calmed mj r rising fears, and alter Jack's departure I once more donned the big check apron aud speedily forgot all about Dash and everything else as 1 poured over the gradually unfolding mys teries of a cook-book. Fully imbued with the idea that Jack shall have an ci i tra line dinner I set myself at my allot j ted task industriously. All at ouco there is a knock at the kitchen door, which is so sudden and nu j expectod, that I involuntarily jump and almost drop what I have in my hand. Presently it comes again—a quick, impa tient tap, tap, which is not long nor loud, but evidently very urgent. I look from the wiudow aud see a man standing in the rain. He is a small man, but 1 oan not see his lace for his hat, from which littie streams and rivulets of water are ruuuiug, is pulled well down over his eyes. He wears uo outside garment, but his coat collar is pulled up to his ears one hand is thrust deep iv the pocket of his trousers, while the other, which is blue and cold looking, is raised in the act of knocking at the door again. I forget my tears and opeu the door to admit the poor, frozen looking man. He enters hastily, casting furtive glances around as he does so. I motion him to a seat near the lire, which he accepts, murmuring a few words of thanks, and while I busy myself getting him something to eat, of which he seems sadly in need, he takes off his hat and shakes tho water from it, and then holds it before the fire to dry. He eats ravenously the meal I place be fore him, but always with the same watchful, expectant air; that he is not an ordinary tramp I feel positive. 1 watch him from the corner of my eyes as 1 go about the kitchen preparing the dinner, lt is my first experience at entertaining one of the genus homo called tramp, aud in spite of the blood curdling stories I have heard to the con trary, it is not going to prove a very form idable task, especially as my tramp is so very drenched and very dilapidated look ing. Suddenly there is heard the tramp of horses' hoofs in the distance coming nearer and nearer. In an instant the tramp is en his feet, dropping his knife and fork into his plate with a crash. j_n ugly scowl overspreads his face while he puts his hand threatingjy in his pooket. As he does so the whole truth Hashes over me. This man is no less a person age than Dash, the noted criminal him self, that I have been entertaining una wares, ana the meu coming post haste up the zigzag are evidently in pursuit of him. i see that tho man is armed and desperate, aud that unless something is done quickly a bloody battle will ensue, and that, perhaps, more than one of the men will be killed. With all of a woman's shrinking from violence and death, I speak to the man who now crouches near the window watching the aproaching horsemen. "i kuow who you are," I say, endeav oring to keep my voice from trembling with fright. "You are—" but I get no further, for the mau, leaping to his feot, glaring at me with wide, hollow eyes, in whose depths lay such a hunted look that eveu wore I so inclined, 1 could not have the heart to deliver him over to the men who were now almost upon the house. "You will not give me up?" he said pleadingly. "You will not tell them wbo 1 am and that I am here?" "No," 1 reply promptly. "I will not. 1 am not man-hunting yet, if these others are. Hurry. (Jouie with me and I'll hide you." So saying I lead tbe way across the kitchen to the upper part of the house. I point silently to the ladder which leads to tho garret. "Go up quickly," 1 say, "aud stay there till I come lor you." 1 watch him climb rapidly up the lad der and disappear iv the narrow opening. I climb up alter him and latch the door, theu go down stairs with all speed, for I hear a loud riug at the front door bell which echoes aud re-echoes turough the house. I am horribly frightened, for I know that the hour is at hand when I will need all tue sell-possession that I am capable ol' calling up', if I wish to save the un happy wretch upstairs. Ido not pretend to palliate his crimes, bat 1 am a woman, and I leel intuitively that if I give this man up terrible and violent trouble will ensue. Another ring breaks upon the silence aud Igo to the door. About half a dozen horsemen are lined up before the liouse. The rain is pouring from their drenched garments, aud their horses are panting from overriding. A tall military man in a blue coatßaiutes me respectfully as I open the door. "aVladam, we are looking for an es caped convict," he calls out, aud then he gives a description of the man 1 have at this moment ooucealed in my garret. 1 shake my head when he asks if 1 have seen anything of him, and wonder if thoy can see from where they sit how very much 1 am trembliug. I stand aud watch them ride slowly down tho zigzag and disappear over the brow of the hill. Then 1 go into the houso, the door slam ming alter me from the force ofthe wind. Hook iv the glass on my way upstairs and almost start at the white face which is re flected back at me. Slowly I ascend the ladder. I am beginning to feel very weak, ami ob! bow I wish Jack were here; but I must not givo up yet. So I pull myself up, and opening the trap door 1 call out, "You can come down now. I have sent thorn away." 1 hear a faint rustling in a far away corner. Presently a frowsy head and a pair oi great eyes look at me. Then the man gets up slowly and follows me down tlie ladder and into the kitchen once more. Here I give him some food dove up in a paper, thrust some money into his baud, open Lbe door and almost push him into the rain aud storm, in the midst of his protestations of gratitude; aud then, womanlike, after it is all over, 1 collapse utterly aud sink iuto a chair limp, white aud shivering. How long I sat there Ido not know. I do not even hear J_ek as he opens the front door with his latch key, and am I only aroused by hearing his cheery voice as he comes into the kitchen. Then I scream hysterically and throw myself, weeping wildly, into his all-protecting arms, wnere I cry to my heart's content on his shirt Iront. It is a long time be fore he can got a coherent account of the afternoon's experience from me; but at last 1 am calmed sufficiently to tell my story. Jack listens iv silence until I finish; tlieu he stalks around the room, his favorite proceeding when unduly agi tated, and gives me a mild lecture upon the danger of harboring criminals, wind ing up by saying: "1 see, Dido, tbat you have discrimina tion enough to lake care of yourself, so I think we nad better go back to the board ing-house. What do you say?" My answer is to throw my arms about his nock and say: "Oh, Jack, please take me away from this awful house where I'll always see that dreadful man alter this, and I'll promise never to tease you to go to housekeeping agaiu." And then .iacit gives me a kiss of ap j provul, and a few weeks later sees us again in our old rooms at the boarding- I house, and my experience at house ] keeping in the house on the zigzag is at an end. Beselena. Portland, Oregon, May, 1895. —_—_ «^_ There is no baking powder which pro- . duces such sweet aud tasteful food as the ' Koyai Baking Powder. •»« To be free-minded and cheerfully dis ] posed at hours of meals and of sleep and j of exercise is one of the best precepts of i long lasting.—Bacon. SACRAMENTO DAILY RECOBD-HNTON, SATUKDAY, MAY 25, 1895. BERSON'S BIG BALLOON. Ascended to a Hight of Nearly Ten Thousand Meters. The Adventnron* Aeronaut Had to Inhale Artificial Oxyj_en to Sus tain Life ln That Boston. The last and most important scientific aeronautic voyage made by Dr. A. Ber son in the balloon Phoenix, on December 4th of last year, is described by that gen tleman in the Journal of Aeronautics and A tmospheric Physics. On the evening of December 3d there was a stormy oast wind, which made the possibility of the journey doubtful, but it fell during the night, and at 5 o'clock next morning Lieutenants Gross and Marker proceeded by the light of an elec tric lamp to fill the Phoenix with 2,t)00 cubic meters of hydrogen gas. Dr. Ber son somewhat altered his preparations to suit the special circumstauces and aims of his aerial trip. He left tbe heavy an chor behind and stretched out the long "Schleppgurt" grappling-strap on the ground in the direction of the wind be fore commencing his tour. The various instruments and baskets of utensils were hung up in such a manner as to facilitate the government of the balloon and the conscientious recording of scieutifio ob servations even during the exhaustion produced in the humau body when at a high altitude. At 16:28 the command to "Let loose" was given. In a quarter of an hour the balloon had already arrived at a bight of 2,1*01) meters. Stassfurt (the place where it was filled) was sailed over in a northwesterly direction. Tho whole of the beautiful Harz Mountains lay on tho horizon below the voyager. The air in general was foggy, and thick flocks of small clouds hid the earth now and then. At first the temperature rose. At a bight of 1,506 meters it was more than 5° centigrade above zero. Dr. Ber son made double notes of the readinga'of the instruments, cast a glance at the bal loon and its ropes, looked down at the earth and threw out sacks of ballast. An hour after the start he had risen higher than 5.U00 meters and the temperature sank to 19° below zero, and tho air be came very dry. Tho sun's rays were weak. When 4,200 meters' hight was reached, the aronaut felt the lirst slight increase of his heart's action after lifting the heavy sandbags. At 11:49 a. U. he reached the hight of 6,000 meters, and the temperature sank to 25.5° below zero. Ho felt a little palpitation of the heart and Blight general discomfort, but was other wise well. At 12 o'clock, one hour aud a half after the start, he began, at a hight of 6,750 meters and a temperature of 29 be low zero, to breathe artificial oxygen from the bags he had with him, and with excellent effect. At 12:25 o'clock the bold a-ronaut had outpassed 8,000 meters, at a temperature of 39° below zero. He was now higher than he had been in the pre ceding May, when his highest point had been 7,930 meters, and this timo he felt much better than then. He now never dared to cease breathing tho bags of oxy gen except for a few seconds at a time, aud duriug those brief pauses he felt dizzy and dangerously weak. But while continuing the artificial breathing, he constantly and with relative ease fulfilled all necessary work. Only once did his eyes close in spite of himself, but tbe next moment he roused himself, scolding at his own negligence: his voice in the rarefied air sounded strangely mutlled. When at the hight of 7./00 meters he had already rißen higher thau Glaisher when the latter aeronaut took his last note of the temperature. At the hight of 8,200 meters Dr. Person thought of the two French scientists who had died at that height. At about 8,500 meters Person reached the greatest bight arrived at by Glaisher on September 5, 18G2, when the latter fainted away, only to awake after his companions had stopped the balloon from rissing any higher. But Dr. Person, after momentary examination ot bis own strength and his provision of ballast, ven tured to rise higher. The temperature had already sunk to 42° below zero (cen tigrade). At the hight of 9,000 meters his balloon passed through and above tho thin stratum of high cirrus clouds which he had noticed high in thesky at his Btart. The veil-like stratum consisted not of ice crystals, but of well-formed small snowllakes. At 12:45 p. M., two aud a half hours after the start, the barometer indi cated only 231 millimeters, which corre sponds with a sea height of 0,000 meters, and a true hight of 9,150 meters. The thermometer stood at 47.9° below zero. Eveu the quicksilver in the barometor had cooled to 29 , and the ray thermome ter, in full sunshine, indicatod ouiy 23.v. The balloon now stopped. There were only six largo and one small sacks of bal last left, which wore necessary for de scending and landing. Thu balloon stood above the thin snow clouds in a clear sky which stretched faintly blue above. Dr. Person felt so well that he could certainly have risen another 1,000 meters. But ho could not have done so without risking the whole of his successful journey. At this immense hight— 0, 150 motors —he felt much better thau a short time bofore. Dr. Borson opened the gas valvonow and then, and the Phu-nix gradually de scended till at the hight of 7,590 meters it stopped, and again began to rise. Another pull at the valve caused it to re desoend. At the hight of 8,500 meters it sailed over a river with mighty curves. It was tbe Elbe, at the part, as was after wards found, near Domity. But vow the terrible cold began to have effect. Dr. Berson, clothed as bo was in thick furs, began to shake in every limb so violently that sometimes he was obliged to hold on to the rim of the basket, in slow, waving motion the balloon sank and sank, and duriug the whole descent only one sack "! ballast was thrown out at the hight of 3,500 me ters to moderate the rapidity. Mean while a close stratum of heavy clouds had hidden the earth aud prevented any as certaining of the balloon's position. The slow descent, however, allowed of an other set of observations being taken, aud now the highest temperature, about o' above zero, was found at tne hight of 1,400 meters. Thence down to tho earth it sank again B°. A whole hour after Herr Person had been at the greatest hight of his trip two of his fingers were frozen, but he brought them to life again by en ergetic friction. In the enormous cold the barograph had stopped for awhile. Iv the afternoon, at 3 o'clock, the north ern sky showed unmistakable signs of "water," and Dr. Berson decided that he must descend more rapidly. After a few more gentle ups and downs, he could distinguish the noise and steam wnistles of some large towu. When 250 meters high there appeared at last below him the gray earth covered by a cloudy sky. Now, with the drag-strap, the balloon passed over a lake aud presently landod, with the help of some countrymen, wbo came up at 3:45 r. v., on a stubbie field at Schouwobld, in the west of Kiel, on the very evening when the German Em peror, the founder of the Phoenix, hap pened to be staying in that city. Tne ascent of the balloon had taken two hours and twenty minutes; the descent full three hours. The most important results were as follows: 1, The arrival at a greater hight than was ever reached be lore; 2, the ascertaining of an unusually low temperature at that hight, aud a much greater lowering of the tempera ture between 1,500 meters aud 9,200 meters than was ever accepted for the winter; 3. a ohange of temperature mornings and evenings until the hight of 1,590 meters; 4, relatively very weak insolation even at the greatest hight: 5, humidity in the highest regions aud fine mist in the sky to the enormous bight of more than 10,000 meters; 6, snowllake structure of the cirrus clouds at 7,000 meters; 7, tremen dous increase of swiftness of the wind upward, for, with almost perfect calm on the surface of the earth, more than 310 kilometers were made in five hours, sev enteen minutes, which gives a medium swiftness of 164 meters per second.—Lon don News. Gas from bitumen waa first made at tbe Woolwich Arsenal ia 150 S. [For the Record-Union.] AN ECHO OF THE WAR. Moonbeams shone o'er the valley's gloom, And the armies of Grant and Lee, Silenced the cannon's ominous boom And the rattle of musketry. Hard was ttie tight thoy fouirht that day, Where the Light it softly shines; Many the rets at night there lay Within Union picket lines. Amongst them in the battle's space Was a Colonel ol "Rifle Grays"; The pallor oi death was on his face, And the stars met his sightless gaze. Beside his breast, a liitle book Bespattered with blood and loam; The* same from mother's hand he took When he left his Northern home. The good old book, our light and guide, Written with mother's love to John; With name, the date and State beside, The cover they were plain upon. Thus brothers met again that night, As comrades that found the dead Surmised it well, for they were right, He was brother of their Captain Ted. We'll send him home, the Captain said, So remove each cruel stain. But ere another day iiad Hod He, too, vvas with tho slain. But comrades they were brave and true, And remembered what he said; So cared as well tor gray as blue, For they sent Jack home with Ted. *********** It wa-. In the Hoosier land, \\ hen the cruel strife was o'er, And the troops would all disband For to learn of war no more. With farewells to comrades greeted, To each company and corps. And the ranks that were depleted Since thoy started for the war. Some are Northward now returning From the Southern fields of gore; Many hearts in homes are yearning For the "loved that come no more." ! At the depot great the crowd When the train comes roiling in. There are cheers and sobs aloud From hearts glad or sad within. As they hear the whistle shrill, More than usual stir lt makes, Though it s only "Greasy Bill" Thai is calling for tlie brakes. For so many times with nervo On the footboard ho has stood, And has whistled at tho curvo Just emerging from the wood. But to-day there's something strange, As some dark ill omen sign; Many hearts can feci a change That mere words could not detlne. Was it the presence or the dead That nad brought it from afar? For two lifeless forms now sped Homeward in the baggage car. Bill was now his engine leaving, His run ended with its cares; Tho hostler nad been receiving His instructions for its repairs; Wheu a hand it pressed his own, A companion's, true and rare, And a voice said in kindly tone, "Ted and Jack, they He over there!" * * * ****** * Within two cases brothers iay That had faced the cannon's mouth; Duty called them each away. One from North, the other South. And his brothers dear and true. He had brought thorn home that day- Ted a Captain in the blue, Jack a Colonel iv thu gray. "Greasy BIH" no word had spoken, As he brushed away the tears, Thinking of life a ties all broken, And their merry boyhood's years, When so happy iv their home Until ea<*h to manhood grew. And Jack was tempted South to roam Where the winter days aro few. *******♦«» Now an arch it spans their grave.?. On the hillside where they sloop; Near the bank each ripple laves, And the Wabash's waters sweep. From its keystone the Hag it waves Neither o'er its friend nor foe, But links with lo\o tho brothers' graves As their hearts wero long ago. Between them with llowers they straw Now on each Memorial i>av; They cover not the loyal blue Nor rest o or the rebel gray; But lar beyond, where duly" goes. Love's footprints may be found, Where lies tho dust of former foes Love lt makes it sacred ground. Who knows love's depths in mother's heart? The lirst to own, tho last to shun; In tiieirs no revel had a part. She only knew ho was her son. For freedom's laud how great the price She had paid tier heart confessed; But as a mother's sacriilco She loved her Johnny best. As relics in her treasure store, Keepsakes of life's griefs and ioys, Aro now the shoulder-straps they wore— These her two bright soldier boys. The good oid book, it.-* !a ;,.| leaves, With tears oft she turns thorn o'er, And in hor dreams as golden sheaves Are tho days before the war. And ' Greasy Bill" may well deserve Tiie road's host run of all; The\ hear his (Thistle at the curve When the evening shadows lall; And children that ho loves so well, They are al wa\ I eager lor To hear tho Btori.-s ho eau toll Now as ecnoes ot tne war. —W. B. DrrroN. Sacramento, May, 18:»5. A Profitable Combination. Tho drummer stopped into a store in a Wsstern towu where the proprietor had a stock of guns and musical instruments. "Isn't this a rather queer combina tion?" he asked. "There's money in it for me," replied the proprietor. "1 don't see how." "That's because you ain't up in our ways." "Well, put me up." "it's this way," exclaimed the pro prietor. "I sell a man a cornet, or banjo, or fiddle, or something like that and by the time he has practiced a week his neighbor comes in and buys a shotgun or revolver or something like that and I get a profit goin' and comiu'. See?" — Musical Record. The unequaled strength of the Royai, as certified by the highest baking powder authorities, makes it tbe cheapest to use, eveu at a highor price than others. Rudyard Kipling. This is a note in the London Vanity Fair: "Five years ago he, Kudyard Kip ling, left India to see China, Japan and America, after which he came to London and got married. He has now made his home in Vermont, of Ceutral Amer ica, and wheu he has passed seven years in the study of the people among whom ho dwells we may expect to have a groat work on that country, which has in it the making of several empires." r Cfo<tifi. J?|j6u»?tlti'yni, /sfkurditfla, >c faticd, bathe.'the parts aft fected freely with Jf& tf 9 a tgs» i_S you'll 6fel"rd-'€f at owce. avi.__.tS-w Cure , hftzr faitkfu\ ase of For all the ills of winter Pain-Killer stands unequalled. It is always ready for instant use and always gives" prompt relief. Keep it by you for an emer gency. Sold everywhere. The quan tity has been doubled bnt the price remains the same. . FKBET DATIS * SOI i£ Profl<.e_ce, B. $ THE AFRO-AMERICAN SLOPED. A New Yorker Who Possessed an In explicable Ambition. J. M. Dcs Kochers, tho lumber broker, had the Vice-Presideut of a big New York lumber concern down the other day and was doing the houors for him, says tbe Florida Tunes-Union. Mr. Dcs Kochers, who is a quiet, peaceable citizen, finding that the Gothamite was trotting a gait too last for bim, sent for two sawmill men from up the road apiece to help blin out. One night tbey carried the New Yorker out and saw the town and then promised it to him. The next day Mr. Dcs Korchers, chanc ing to meet George, the hackman, whose hack had been employed, said: "Well, George, did you treat those gen tlemen right?" "Yesser, oh yesser; but does you know, Mr. Dcs Kochers, whatdey dun! Lemme tell you. When a uigger run up on a oracker he knows dat de consumin' se gashuation of dat crackor's mind is to trash de nigger. In dat crowd de yuther night de man from New York gin me §12, fo' times what de hack was wuth, an' den he say: " 'Boys, I got to whip dis nigger.' "Think er a Yankee fum ISew York wantin' to whip a nigger! 1 could a ex pected it fum dem yuther two gemmuns, 'cause dey was raised dat way. "Soon as de New York man made dat crack I thought 1 knew what was comin'. "One de yuther gemmuns say: 'No, you can't whip dis nigger.' "At dat instance my teeth ston chat ted v' and I felt 50 per cent, bettor. "But my heart went way down in my boots again and my teeth chattered when he up an' continued, sez he: " 1 got to whip dis niggor mysolf, 'cause it's been gwine on six weeks since I whipped a nigger.' "Don do yuther Florida gemmun 'lowed dat he ain't had de pleasure in eight weeks, and so dey argued aud jawed.aud, boss, it got to be so interestin' dat 1 for got to drove off until a thought hit me dat dis hyer was my time, so I hit de horses a cut an'lef'em jawin' on de sidewalk 'bout whippin' a nigger dat had sloped." A PUZZLE. Alas! lam a graybeard; My years are iliiy-tiiree; I'm old and grave, but I'essio ne'er WiU sit Upon my knee. Yet once this dimpled maiden, With birdlike sounds of nine, Ana sweet proprietary airs, Would, perch upon my knee. And oft we've romped together, When summer winds blew free, But evening stars and sleepy eyes Brought iiossie to my knee. But now I cannot coax her; What ran the ditlerence bo? Her gowns are long, she romps no more, Nor sits upon my knee. —Century. The Editor's Plaint. The editor of a paper publishod at Brewster, Neb., announces that he is ready to receive all sorts of farm products in payment of subscription, and adds: "If my subscribers propose to pay me at all they had better hustle in with their oli'erings before 1 starve to death." Professor Haines, Chemist to the Chicago Board of Health, says he has found the Royal Baking Powder the purest and strongest, and superior to all others in every respect. No accidents are so unlucky but that the wise may draw advantages from them; nor are thore auy so lucky but that the foolish may turn them to their own prejudice.—Koohefoucald. For allaying hoarseness and irritation of the throat, use Brown's Bronchial Tro ches. 25a a box. Avoid imitations. COTTOLENE. The new vegetable shortening is the most popular food product of the day. Its use means good food, good health and a goodly saving in the end. Since the introduc tion of Cottolene, lard has no longer place in food or kitchen. serves every purpose of lard, aad serves it without grease, odor or indigestion. Those who have given Cottolene a fair trial never go back to lard. Be sure and get the genuine. Don't let any dealer palm off any of the many worth less imitations on you. §!old in 3 and 5 pound pails by oil grocers. The N. K. Fairbank Company, ST. IaOFIS and Chicafrts.Bfrtv Yori Boston. Supe^ A CURE IN 48 HOURS. P('h!r*SMt**r« KnclUfc Diamond "rand. ENNYROYAL PILLS ,»*_L~>. Original and Only Genuine. A y- /**!/• *N safe, always reliable, laoies ask /S\ f A* V»*_fi. Pllimit! far'Chichester's Mid Ott /S»3A Wi^**s**W&Stl™'->td Brand in Ked an.i 0 Id metallio\^£y T^v — --y&*i' "v*'*"• '<*'*led ~'lh W'10 rib!>r>n. Take \W IM _feWjB_HO other. Refuse dangerous suhstvtw V I / ~~ flf tions and imitations. At Druggist*, or«c**d4e. « '// in "suave for particular*!, tcstimoniaU and \ «5» *B "Kelief for Ladle*" in letter, by return .Jk FF Mall. 1'),0«0 Testimonial.*.. Same. Paper. v ~——r<'h|ph***iter Chemical Co.,Had!<.onS«ina?<, Bold fry ail Ujg !>■______■■ ■»- *_hl -*-!l^!,"» ■___, Jy TW-! STI'ERIOR COURT, STATE OP Gftliforafa, County of Sacramento. In the matter of ttie estate of ELI ZAP, ETH YOPNG, deceased. Notice ls hereby given that FRIDAY, the 7tti day of June, 1896, at 10 o'clock a. r. of said daj% and the courtroom of said court, at tlie Courthouse in the City of .Sacramento. County of Sacramento and State of Califor nia, lias been appointed as tiie timo and olace f. >r proving the will of said Elizabeth Young, deceased, and lor hearing the application of Jomes Jf. Siiort fbr tlie issuance to him of letters testamentary thereon. Witness my hand aud the seal of said court 1 this _lst day of May, 1895. jskal.l W. B. HAMILTON. Cleric. Ey E. S. Wachhorst. Deputy Clerk. Indorsed: Filed May 21. lsvb. W. i.. ii.-\ MILTON. Clerk. By K. S. NVAcuiroK-iT, Deputy. Hakky (i. Soule, Attorney for Petitioner. iuy2a.-td j£ Look at Pearline through the wrong end of the glass, if you will; P7;/»__fcK Dr L /*make all its iab°r-saving> money; Sfk\£v s_\_l ■ F *^_nr say"1S qualities appear as small JtlKo^^ YA / •_% as y°u^e; cut them down one -11 v* £* half;—and still there wili be lett \ Ulr V £ a place for it in every home and / V\\ 141 an ul\? ent ca^ *^or lt rom every bright, S\ \ fi^^A. / progressive woman. It isn't necessary to exaggerate the virtues of Pearline. Perhaps that couldn't easily be done. But without telling of them all, there's enough to prove it the easiest, quickest, safest and most eco nomical thing you can use, in all washing and cleaning. B Peddlers and some unscrupulous grocers will tell you. C^' <_'7_T<^ _E*_Pl "this is as good as" or "the same as Pearline." IT'S Cj W CjLa. 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Address THE INTER OCEAN, Chicago.^ CD If OF DC S PA Artists' Materials, • n. iluljDu vL uU. GroT-d^aiSr.... 62s j sxreex. 3& For Bewnfiw Purposes. JAMES G. DAVIS, 411 and 413 X STREET. THE BEST PLACE TO BUY FURNITURE, CARPETS AND WALL PAPER SEND ROR RRICE l-ISX. RAILROAD TIME TABLE. SOUTHERN PACIFIC COMPANY [PACIFIC SYSTEM.] APRIL*I, 1895. fraina Lonve and nre Dv« to Arrlva at Saerameuto: LEAVE TRAINS RUN DAIL.Y.JARRIVE (.For) I (From) . 1 1 11:15 F Ashland and Portland...... 4:35 A 7:25 A10.1 lis'.oga ami Napa 8:40 F 2:30 F Cain-"ga and Napa ! 11:10 A 10:2b A Deming.El i'aso anu East 5:15 P 5:20 P Colfax 1 1:40 P 7:45 PiKninlitsl.a'c'i'g&Orov.llei 8:25 A 10:25 AU.os Augeles I 5:15 P 5:15 P'Los Angeles i 10:25 A 12:25 PJAtlantic Express for Og-; I den and East 1:25 A 10:50 P European Mail for Ogden 1 I anu Kami ' 6:00 A *3:05 P Oroville a Kosev'le.l'nc *10:15 A 1 »7:25 A Red Bluff --ia Woodland! *7:45 P I 3:06 P Ked Bluff via Marysville 10:15 A 10:45 A Redding via Willows , 3:2- P 1:15 A San Franco via Martlnezj 12:10 P 4:50 A san Franco Via Martinez, 11:00 P 5:20 Aisan Franco Vis Martinez| 10:30 F 7:26 A San Franco via Napi..j'c..| 8:40 P 2:30 P -an Fran co viaNapa Jo. 11:40 A •10:00 A Ban Franco via steamer j'':oo A 10:25 A San Fran, via Livermore 2:50 P 10:25 A San .lose 2:. r*o P 10:25 A Santa Uarbara 5:15 P *7:26 A Santa Rosa *^:10 P 2:30 PiSanta Kosa 11:40 A 'Stockton and Gait. 5:1 5 F 10:25 AStockton and <ialt. 2:50 P 5:16 P Stockton and Ualt 10:25 A 12::,5 P Truckee and Reno... 1:25 A 10:50 PiTruckee aud Reno 5:o0 A 7:25 A Vallejo fe:4o P 2:30 PlVallejo 11:40 A •7:00 AlFolsom and Placerville... *2:20 P _*4:10 PjFolsom and Placerwlle... *11:05 A ♦Sunday excepted. gMonday excepted. 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FINEBT SPRINGS IN CALIFORNIA, The natural advantages aro nnmeroui. I Hot and cold mineral springs: hot steam .' sulphur and mud baths. Eminent physician* recommend these waters and baths for rheu matism, dyspetw ia, -tomacb troubles, and all : blood and skin diseases: good hunting and fine trout Mining; mountain scenery [•rand; delightful climate: commodious stone hotel, with all modern conveniences; Poet , office, Express aud Telephone connecting with Western Union Telegraph Company. ;' Tnbleand service flrßt-claas. Daily stage to ; Acer over iine road and no iiusl. Terms I reasonable, N» efforts spared to make guests i comfortable. For further particular- ad ! dress EDSON HKOS., Beswick, Siskiyou I County. California. : # FOR FINE TAILORING.- J&Aj. -H. HIvITMAN, fffiw^ THE TAIL.OR, Vifg-il y UST Rl-XEI VED TH E LATEST IsT*>J3 *J Bt*yl,,s °r Woolens for Suiting lit J"-*i'Hl Trousering. Suits to order from illsifcj §I*^ upward. Trousers from 85 I ?Jg|a and upward. Ali work is strictly t_^_SJ macle at p# 690 J STREET, CORNER SIXTH, SACRAMENTO. ' CRDHLKR« HMBROUGH (Successors to 9. H. DAVIS.) HAVING PURCHASED THE HARD. ware bnslness of 8. H. Davis will con tinue the same at the old --tand, 704 J street. We have in stock a full lineot builders' hard ware, cutlery, mechanics tools, wire cloth, garden hose, lawn mowers, etc., etc. All persons having claims against nic will j present same, and all persons inucbted wiil ; piease call and settle with above firm. I S. H. DAVIS. I CAPT. RUHSTALLERS Extra Gilt Edge ALSO FINE OLD PORTER, Delivered to Saloons Ice Cold. Capacity, 75,000 to 100,000 Barrels Per Year. BEST BEER IN THE WORLD TRY IT.