The Wahpeton times. [volume], April 12, 1888, Image 2

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®v "•'Yes, lama confirmed aid bachelor.
Queer, you Bay? You would not
think bo if you had Bern women in as
many different shapes as I have. I
have been in the company of asociety
young lady, when really I would have
'left her, with pleasure, and be boiled
or even
eaten by cannibals,
rather than remain in her flippant
society. I have heard women more
than scolding their husbands for the
mere fragile trifle of being laic for a
meal, or for having ,«mained at his
club later than the usual ten o'clock.
I have been bored by so-called litera
ry women until my ears have ached.
I have sat in silent ecstacy with a
bashful young lady until I have felt
•ike screaming aloud to exercise my
vocal organs. Have I never had a
mother? Well I'm not like Topsy,
I ken. 1 Suppose that I did have
a mother lone ago—but so long ago
that I have ceased to remember her.
She died when I was two months old,
so no wonder that I cannot recall her
features. The aunt who took her
"rfe% place and acted master to me was a
regular old Tartar—raw boned, red
tieaded, bleary eyed, and cross. Wom
en! 1 hate them. Did I never see a
pretty, piquant girl face with yellow
fcair curling over her white forehead,
and big, blue eyes upraised full of
wonder, at a man who would dure to
say that he hated her sex? No. I
•have never seen such a paragon. Have
I never seen a coquette who expects
!to
hai-e men fall in love with her, as
•much as she expects the sun to shine?
^es, I have met such ladies, and have
:had no trouble to resist their so-call
ed charms. Have I never met a sen
sible young lady, who cauld talk of
the latest news, and interest one? Oh
yes:—but I have failed to be interest
ed. I tell you, man, I hate them
all! I have no ideal. I abhon the
whole set of false, whimpering women!''
Harold Clemens looked at his sin
istrouB friend in amazement. He sees
a tall, straight, grandly proportioned
man, stretched at full length on the
grass. His hat shades his dark eyes
from the sun, but his brown, hand
some face is fully exposed.
Truly this woman hater is a
iavorite of the gods, if beauty is con
«idered the criterion. But the ex
pression is a discontented one and
the eyes seem full of longing. Harold
Clemens and Ralph True are
spending
their vacation by wandering over
-Italy together. Both are rich Ameri
cans and college chums,
"Ralph, I'll' make a wager with
you!" and Harry springs to his feet
•in his excitement.
"Well?" lazily.
j) "I have a sister whom I know you
'Cannot resist. She is a charming
coquette. I will give you just three
weeks from the time you meet her,
until you fall in love with her, or
vice versar—its all the same."
"Fact?"
"She is so lovely. No man can re
sist her."
"No man? I will bo art exception.
1 take your wager. Five hundred dol
lars down to one hundred that I win."
"Granted. Comedown toHazeldene
on Christmas and I know that you
will leave an engaged man."
j*
Hazeldene on the Hudson—a home
as pretty as its name. The winter
snows are falling and the deep waters
of the blue Hudson are frozen^ entic
ing skaters to glide on its smoothness.
Hazeldene sparkles in the wintry sun
shine, a grandly built, modern man
sion of white stone. The rooms with
in are bright with roaring fires and the
laughter of a gay party, gathered
around the open fire-place in the alnpte
entrance hall.
One figure is the center of the group.
One merry voice is heard above the
din. One merry piquant face is ever
turning toward the door, as if in ex
pectation of an arrival.
"So, he is coming to-day?" Gerald
ene Clemens says, turning her glorious
dark eyes upon her brother, lounging
upon a rug before the fire. "Oh, I can
•scarcely wait. The great, overgrown
,- baby. Thinks no one is so good as
'*be. I'll soon teach him that I am of
some importance, too. Oh, what fun
it will be!"
"Be merciful, Geraldene," cries one
manly voice after another.
"Zounds! I pity the man!" murmurs
some one.
Geraldene tosses her brown ringlet
Ced head.
"Harry, remember that two hun
dred and fifty dollars ot thatwager be
longs to me!"
"Gerry," a soft voice whispers at
the beauty's elbow, "don't doit."
Let the poor man be happy in his
ideas. Don't make his heart ache for
fun, Gerry. Don't do it, sister, its
wicked."
Geraldene laughs.
A small, childish creature.it is, who
3 thus pleading. A fair-haired, blue
eyed, delicate girl, as unlike her bril
liant sister, as water is unlike wine.
The face of the elder sister, softens.
"Daisyshe says, "I won't hurt
him. H,e has boasted so long that he
hates us all, it will do him good to be
caught once. Don't worry little girl.
We'll have our fun, and only Mr. True
will be the wiser. Oh, I long to see
him! The great, boasting, woman
hater of the period!"
"Whom jrott can see by using your
*h eyes," a quiet voice observes at her
elbow.
He has entered so quietly, that
life Geraldene, in her excitement, did not
Ws$ bear him.
'*vY She turns to him now, and her
^laughing eves do not fall beneath his
S lackadaisical gaze.
DaiBy's blue eyes fill with surprised
-dMHf. teaftk ',
"Well, the old adage, that listeners
g|:?M^bear tio good of themselves, holds
1, true it) your case," Gerry's saucy
voice cries.
Ralph Trye Iaugh3.
"Miss Geraldene, how delighted am
I thatldould grant your desire at
the right moment."
"Mr. True is truly kind. Come to
the fire. You are surely cold."
"No—your warm reception has re
freshed me already."
Is she at a loss what to say? All
listen eagerly. She stra^htens her
alight figure and looks at him soberly.
"Pleased with a rattle and tickled
8tra.w. :I see.Qiat*^e will hav
•ifeno trouble -entertaining you, True."
tmrnmsm
"Show this lad to his roomj John,"
—to the servant who has answered
her ring—"Come down stairs tonight
tvith a hundred questions and I prom
ise to answer everv one. For the pres
ent—adieu." And Ralph True leaves
the room, his face puzzled, his brow
clouded.
"Gerry, I'm afraid it's all up with
you now," Harry observes, dolefully.
"Nonsense, man! Can't you see
that he is interested already?"
The next day dawns bright and
clear and cold. Gerry informs them
at breakfast that a skatine party is
to be formed directly after that meal.
AH those not prepared with skates
will be supplied, she says.
Ralph True turns to her. "I do
not skate. Will 1 stay at home?"
"No indeed! Poor little boy. I will
teach you how."
Daisy looks pity from her eyes, and
Ralph thinks how rarely pretty those
same eyes are.
"You do," Gerry says, "come!"
And they all rise from the table. An
hour later a merry group is on the
river. Ralph is awkwardly trying to
stand on his skates while' his eyes fol
low a little figure, skating alone, some
distance beyond the others.
"Watch your feet! Look out!"
Gerry is expostulating, when, with a
cry, her awkward pupil dashes over
the ice as only an experienced skaler
can, to where a little figure is strug
gling in the water. Gerrv forgets her
vexation in her fright for her sister.
"Oh, Daisy, darling! 'Save her! save
her!" she cries. Ralph True has suc
ceeded in catching a long braid of fair
hair, but as willing hands draw
her from the water, he looses his
hold ai^ disappears in the dark
water. 4Bme one dives for him and
saves hini, bnt the merry party of the
morn ins return to Hazeldene with
two unconscious burdens. Ralph is
none the worse for his ducking the
next morning, but Daisy does- not
come down until evening, when even'
then she looks pale and languid.
Ralph gazes at her as he turns Gerald
ine's music, and catching her eye .he
wonders why she blushes so prettily
and why she always turns away so
quickly.
"Chess?" Gerry rattles on, "do- you
play it, True? Let us form a set.
You and I, and Mr. Sage, and—and"
"Daisy," Ralph supplies. The party
is soon formed, but some how, Gerry
can never tell how, Daisy is Ralph's
partner, while her lot is cast with
that of Mr. Sage. She looks at Daisy's
drooping face rather angrily, and
when the same ends declaring Ralnh
and Daisy victors, she rises with* a
small grimace and goes over to her
mother at the other side of the room.
"Poor Gerry," Daisy says, compas
sionately. "I think that you muse
be a wonderful player, Mr. True.
Gerry always wins at any game she
ever tries."
"Does she?" Ralph quizzes, "It will
do her good to aet left sometimes.
Come out, Miss Daisy, and see the
Hudson bv moonlight. Do you feel
able?"
When they return sets aie forming
for a dance.
"Come," Gerry's clear voice cries,
I want you, True."
Ralph crosses to her side. "You
dance?"
"No, I do not."
"How am 1 to know but what you
are deceiving me like you did yester
day?"
"Take my word for it."
"Won't you dance this set with
me?"
"I'll walk through it.''
"W-e-1-1," doubtfully.
Never was Gerry so provoked. Nev
er was Ralph so delighted. They
managed to get through, somehow,
and when the music ceases, Ralph
pauses with a laugh.
"Do yon like to dance with me, Miss
Gerry?"
•. "No!" she cries. "Go away! I hate
you!"
He walks away to a little figure al
most lost in a great chair by the open
grate.
'Will you dance the next with me?"
he asked.
•Yes."
'Did you see bow very awkwardly
I step?"
"Yes. But I'm not afraid."
Geraldene looks after them. in
amazement as they float past her.
"Sold again," she murmurs. "What
in the world am 1 to do with such a
man?"
The days fled by. If a person could
have judged as to the success of the
wager by the fact that Ralph and
Geraldene were often together,then.in
deed, Harry in in a fair way to win.
Each excursion planned each game
played, each tableau each theatrical
these two are partners. The fact that
quiet Daisy is often with them, too,
does not seem to count. Harry is
puzzled. And Gerry, has to confess
that she has meta man who does not
make love to her after a one week's
acquaintance. The friends who are
in the secret look on with interest.not
knowing who will win that most un
fortunate wager. They are nlannin
a masquerade ball.
Each guest is to keep his own coun
sel and not let a person know what
character he intends .to personate.
Such mystery, such locked doors,such
secretsj, as reign for a week before the
eventful evening arrives, is wonderful
to relate. At last time brings around
the evening. The house guests have
all managed to glide into the rooms
with an outsider, so that all identity
is lost, and they mingle together as
one unknown whole.
Geraldene's shrill voice would have
betrayed her, even if one long tendril
ot hair had not escaped from its con
finement and hung almost to her feet.
8heis Venus, goidess of love, and
never has she appeared so beautiful.
She looks in vain for Ralph True's tall
figure to betray him. She cannot de
cide whether that tall soldier, or yon
der Romeo, or the cavalier by her
side, is he. She sees Romeo bending
over a small Juliet all in blue, and she
wonders if Daisy knows who her Ro
meo is.
"Juliet," Romeo is whispering, "fol
low me, I want yon."
Daisy rises and follows his lead.
Does she know him? The little lady
keeps her own counsel, if she does.
They stand on the terrace. The
stars sparkle overhead the frozen
Hudson gleams in the distance.
"Daisy, I overheard you telling
Gerry of your costume, and I dress
ed to match you. Daisy, do you
know me? I love you. Will you be
my wife?"
And Daisy, without a thought of
her conquest or of Gerry's anger, looks
up at her tall Romeo answers both
questions with a happy "Yes, Ralph."
1*
How surprised they all were when
the announcement is made at the
breakfast tabie the next morning.
Silence tails at first, and then with
one accord they all roar with laught­
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er. ''Whohaswou the. wager, did
boy?" Harry asks. "Of course I
meant Gerry. I never even thought
of Dot there, as captivatine a great
woman-hater like you were in the old
college days. But she is my sister
just the sain?."
"Granted," Ralph replies, nrompt
ly, "but I said that I could resist
your coquette sister's charms, and I
did."
"I'll tell you," Gerry cries, her piqu
ant face all smiles, "put the five
hundred dollars and the one hundred
dollars in one, and present it to the
bride on her wedding morn."
And that was the way they decided
who won the wager.—Yankee Blade.
How One Town Avoids
Strikes
The Industrial World tells about
the situation in Olean, N. Y., where
an increase of twenty-five per cent, in
population has been provided for
within the last three months by addi
tions to its manufacturing industries,
through the organized efforts of a
Board of Trade, the capitalists have
inaugurated a novel movement which
not only aids materially in the
growth of the place, but givas such
advantages to the laboring men that
the chances for strikes and kindred
troubles are reduced to the minimum.
Any manufacturer locating in Olean
is guaranteed homes for his employes
built after their own plans, and fwip
plied tothem at actnal value, the ten
ants paying thereon the rental price
of from §5 to $8 per month. Thus
is left with the laborer the
option of owing his own'
home, or of paying rent, the
terms in either instance being the
same, save in the matter of interest
upon the unpaid portion in case of
purchase. This the capitalist takes
as his profit upon the transaction.
In the one instance the man who
buys has his home paid lor in a few
years in the other the-tenant pays in
the same time nearly as much and
does not own at shingle:
In Olean the-labor classes are not
slow to see the advantage of buying
the manufacturer sees the advantage
of steady and reliable labor thus
afforded, and the resident capitalist a
sure prevention of strikes and safe in
vestment of his money.
The example of the moneyed men of
Olean is worthy the emulation of
those in other towns whose growth is
retarded by the too-conservative pol
icy of capital.
Hoop Snakes.
Most people have-heard of a hoop
snake, but few persons have seen one.
O. T. Mason, of the United States na
tional museum, in writing to the
Washington Star, emphatically and
flatly denies thai: such a creature ex
ists in the world in' order to open a
controversy on th^subject. and elicit
information. Now Conductor Addy
Kirk of the Pittsburg division, Penn
sylvania railroad, affirms most posi
tively that he has- not only seen but
bad an adventure withione VVarren
county, Illinois, during his residence
there. He says he was it, the woods
one day, picking blackberries, and
having heard of a hoop snake observ
ed one rapidly rolling toward him.
He stepped aside tlie snake glided
past him and struck its tail into a
white-oak tree which was two leet in
diameter. The reptile, having secure
ly fastened itself, whipped itself on
either side of the tree until it was
dead. He proceeded to the house of
his employer, and with: an axe they
returned and cut out the-tail. In five
weeks evegv leal on the tree was dead.
The tail of the serpent was armed
with a horn like appendage,about one
inch and three-quarters in length, hol
low and filled with a poisonous mat
ter, and sharp like a needle at the
point. The creature he describes as
dark-green in color on the back and
sides and the belly as white as snow.
In rolling it grasps this horn append
age in its mouth, turning its belly out..
He remembers hearing his father say
he saw two of them in his time, and'
his Illinois employer three, After thifr
well-authenticated veision of the ex
istence of a hoop snake Mr. Mason
will have to take to the woods or
modify his sweeping denial.—Altoona.
(Pa) Tribune.
Sixteenth Century Mirrors*
From the Ohio Valley Manufacturer..
It is only since the early part of the
sixteenth century that mirrors have be.
come articles of household furniture
and decoration. Previous to- that
time—from the twelfth to the end of
the fifteenth century—pocket-mirrors
or small hand-mirrors carried at the
girdle were indispensable adjuncts to
ladies' toilets. The pocket-mirror
consisted of small circular plaques of
polished metal fixed in a shallow cir
cular box, covered with a lid. Mirror
cases were chiefly made of ivory, carv
ed with relief representations of love
or domestic scenes, hunting and
games, and sometimes illustrations of
popular poetry or romance. Gold
ana silver enamels, ebony and other
costly materials were likowiseused for
mirror cases, on which were lavished
the highest decorative efforts of art
workmanship and costly jeweling.
The mirrors worn at the girdle had
no cover, but were furnished with a
short handle.
In 625 Pope Bon-face IV. sent
Queen Ethelberga, of Northumbria, a
present of a silver mirror and there
is ample evidence tllat in early Anglo
Saxon times mirrors were well known
in England. It is a remarkable fact
that on many of thp sculptured
stones of Scotland, belonging proba
bly to the seventh, eight or ninth cen
tury, representations of mirrors,
mirror-cases, and combs occur.
The Boy's Suggestion.
It was at the dinner table. The
head of the house had a passion for
preserving, filing, and indexing every
letter that comes to him, and has ac
cumulated an immense mass of cor
respondence. His wife believes that
when a letter has been read the best
thing to do is to destroy it. The
conversation turned on the relative
merits ot the two systems, and a lady
guest related that she knew of a gen
tleman recently deceased in a neigh
boring city who left instructions that
his correspondence should be bur
ied with him. "They actually had to
have a coffin mada on purpose, so as
to niake room for the letters," she
said. "Great. Scott, father,' exclaim
ed the son and heir, "they'd have to
bury you in a freiiht car."—Boston
Herald.
FARMiN0Mi£
TO
Brief Agricultural Pofttfto.
Goou roads are the most obvious
marks of advanced civilization, and
are essential to general prosperity.
The United States, on an average,
raises more bushels of corn each year
than there are persons in the world.
Recently a special egg train of twen
ty-four cars passed over the Grand
Trun« railroad to New York. The
total number of eggs was over 81,•
000,000.
Pinch the tops of jout raspberries
and blackberries early, and serve the
side shoots the same way early and
often to make a compact bash. If
you wait to' head back later the
'strength of the vine, wlrieh- lias been
thrown into the top, is all wasted,
and you have fewer fruit spurs.
Senator Palmer has a laike cm his
Michigan farm stocked with earpi and
wishes he hadn't. He calls them the
"hog of the sea," because they wallow
and tin rrow in the mud and keep' the
Water continually dirty. He has Cri
ed to seine them out, but he cannot
do so.
It your soil be light or sandy, sow
rye rathi-r than wheat. Properly pre
pared,. rye straw sells well, and there
is always a demand for the grain.
Ground wood ashes, or a mixture of
finely ground bone and potash salts
have, it is said, proved the best of fer
tilizers-for the rye crop. It is better
to sow aeel rye "before the 20th of Oc
tober.
In looking into the qualifications of
an applicant, for work on the farm,
one of the- first points for investiga
tion—after his moral character in its
relation'tO'the children—is, "The Na
tional Stockman" thinks, his experi
ence and- tunstworthiness in handling
the horses*
The disease- ealled mange is there
suit of filth}, and having hogs sleep in
rotten,.dirty straw. It is an insect,
very minute, which borrows under the
skin. To'cure it give the pigs first a
good washing im warm soapsuds, us
ing carbolio aoid
soaD,
and selecting a
warm, ry. day. Then grease the skin
with lard,.to which has been added a
little coal'oil,, and dean out the pen
und quarters.
Mr. W. D. Hoard, referring to the
"Snide Creamery Business" profita
bly conducted by persons who go
around inducing farmers to subscribe
$5,000 to $7,000- for a creamery
which should not cost over $1,500 to
$2,000,declares that their victims are
among the ill-informed. "Ignorance
as to real dairy truth
i»
J. A. Woodward, of The Farm
Journal, mentions an instance of suc
cessful use by a friend of potatoes and
bran for horses, instead of the usual
allowance of grain: "The ration was
half a peck of raw potatoes and two
quarts of bran twice a day, to which"
was added a small quantity of clover
hay. Thejr were as fat and sleek as
moles. They carried us five miles in
fifty minutes through stiff muddy
roads, and when we drove up to the
station they were as cool as cucum
bers."
Gol. Weld says, in the "Flower
Pot," that the farmer who does not
know enough not to kill or sell to a
butcher, a calf that will make a 20*
quart cow, needs to take lessons of
somebody in the a-b-c of his business.
Such: a man has probably several
oows in his herd) which never give ov
er ten oc twelve quarts of milk, and,
very likely, poor at that.
Professor J. P. Stelle reminds farm
ers whose lands need fertilising that
they waste money by neglect to utilize
every bit of refuse likely to have any
calue, "mechanical or otherwise."
"-It is wonderful what a quantity of
manure may be got together by those
who keep this fact always before
then*."
Contagious Diseases.
Of the many ways in which conta
gious diseases are communicatedirom
one horse to another, "The National
Stockman" nnntions the .foil owing as
perhaps most common:
"Watering from the same public
trough along the roadside and feeding
from the same boxes and mangers
at hotel and livery stables the hitch
ing-racks in villages and towns
throughout the country are also good
places for the interchange, and to
these alone can much of the troub
le be traced Without thinking, horses
aie allowed to stand with heads to
gether for hours at the village store,
or in the wagon-yard in large towns,
and yet some will wonder where their
horses caught the distemper nr some
other disease that may be worse.
The careful horseman kee[)S watch for
such matters, and saves himself much
trouble and expense, and sometimes
the lives of valuable horses."
Sold, To Keep Store.
A suggestive account is given in
"The Connecticut Farmer," of two
residents of Harwington, in that
state, who have, contrary to their
hopes and wishes, joined the ever
growing army ot witnesses against the
folly of turning the back on agricul
ture for business in town:
"Mr. Catan made a great deal ot
money on his farm formerly, but he
sold it three years ago, with all his
live stock, wagons, farm implements
and personal property outside of the
house, for $6,000 and has been run
ning a store in Bridgeport, and we
hear that in
so
Bome
Si®
th^bai^min. --lie iibw.
counted on
by the sharper as nine-tenths of his
capital stock in: trade."'
A humane correspondent shares the
comforts' of ^animals well cared for
he takes great pleasure this cold sea
son attending to their wants, while
the rude wind just the other side of the
window enhances the sense of satis
faction by force of contrast. This is
an agricultural compensation not al
ways taken into- account, and which
in many intances perhaps there is not
capacity to appreciate at its true
value.
sooon.
short a time he has
sunk all he had saved and all the
money he received from Mr. Jameson,
$2,300, also, with interest on
the balance, and now gets his farm
back at about $13,700 without any
personal property or live stock and
finds his farm sadly run down into
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that it
would have been better it fo hatf
stayed on the farm."
Interest Your linen.
Here is a scrap of combined experi
ence and counsel that every farmer
can afford to sit down and think over.
I have found with the class of men I
have employed thus far, that to make
them thoroughly familiar with the
plans for the season's work in all their
details has invariably proved benefi
cial inasmuch as they are anticipating
each crop in its turn and the different
modes of culture and1 treatment, and
they often become a& Much interested
in the operation and success of the
crop as yourself. You need never lear
of losing casteorinfltience amougyour
mew by confiding details of your oper
ations and prospective crepSi provid
ed yon execute and carry out the pro
gramme mapped out.
Note- (1) that this implies a) consist
ent plan of operations and t'he ability
to state the reason for pursuing this
course rather than some other one.
The man who wrote it was a market
gardener—T. F. Baker, in Orchard
and Garden—a bright man in ai
bright paper—but the princi
ple is applicable to general agriculture
as well. Note (2) that men like to1
learn. They are interested because
the intellectual element is added to'
lift the manual labor above mere ma
chine work. Note
(ii)
that the em­
ployer gets-the benefit' of this in
creased interest. His work is done
intelligently. The men know why-
they are working in a certain way.
Not (4) that this is the -way to get
skilled farm labor. It is a' practical
school for the laborer, and makes'
him more valuable to others, more
capable—makes his labor worth
more money. Note (5) that if this is
a proper and profitable way to treat
a hired man, how much more is-it the
farmer's duty to take his children—
his boys, and his girls, too—into his
confidence, making them active
partners in the concern, with a full
knowledge of what is doing and why it
is done.
What Can be Eaten From theFin
gers.
Although it is considered vulgar-to
be seen picking a bone, well-bred peo
pleofttn take the lego!a little bird
in the fingers and delicately remove
the flesh with the teeth. It is nob gen
erally done, but it can be done neatly.
Cheese can be eaten Irom the fingers,
and so with all the fruits a very dry
little tart or a cake can be eaten* with
the fingers. Asparagus is also con
veyed to the mouth with the fingers.
Many English gentlemen eat lettuce
and celeiy, with salt alone, with the
fingers. Olives are also eaten in the
same way. Pastry, hard ice cream,
jellies, blanc-mange, puddings are eat
en with the fork. The dessert-spoon
is only used for soft custards and pre
served fruit, or melons, which are too
soft for the fork. When strawberries
are served with the stem on they
should be eaten with the fingers when
served hulled and creamed they
should, of course, be eaten with,
a
For an Invalid's Head Rest.
The small, soft, eider-stuffed cush
ions, in melon form, either in sections
of two-colored plushes,brioche
fashion,
or in soft Indian silk, are most ac
ceptable. They are so solt and mov
able that they seem to fit into the
head whichever way it turns. Sofa
cushions of the usual square shape
are now occasionally of three colors,
an-i made to look as if an extra cover
was put on. with one corner turned
back to show the real cushion inside.
The cushion is of one color,the corner
aning of another, and the simulated
inner cover ot a third. Old gold,crim
son, and deep peacock, or brown,pink
and gray are good harmonizing colors.
Plush usually forms the chief mate
rial, with satin for the lihings, but
sateen or soft Pongee silk is also used.
Ponsea silk has achieved a. wonderful
popularity for decorative purposes,,
and linings to bags, sachets, Ac.- Very
pretty cushions of brocade or plush,
and also the dantiest of tea cosies,are
decorated with a length of contrasting
Pongee silk cut to look like a little
curtain, and drawn, across one side
with a silken cord, with pompons.
The cushions are only so arranged on,
one side, but the cosies have the scarf
carried right across the top slantwise,
so that, on each aide, .it is to.the right:
edge.
Cood Advicod.
Marion Harland,winding-up a coup
le of columns of good advice to girls,
puts this plainibut excellent talk into
the final paragraph: "To. make one
self conspicuous by openi contempt of
conventionaliand,.in the main, whole
some social'laws is the first degree* off
the descending scale. To be 'fast,'
'loud,' 'high,' 'fly' (how many synon
yms our national slang dictionary
offers for the next slide!) is so nearly,
and dangerously allied to culpable in
discretion that the slandermongers,
belonging as they do, to the imnres
sionist school,' seldom pause to^ dis
criminate-between them. They never
halt to distinguish actual imprudence
from positive—and remediless—infa
my." Girls may be loud and ooarse
withoub being bad, but the best way
is to baka- no chances. The quiet,
modest girl can never be mistaken foir
anything- but what she is.
Some Simple Remedies.
For- a sore throat, cut slices of
fat, boneless bacon, pepper thickly
and tie around the throat wdfr a
flannel cloth.
When stung by a bee or a wasp,
make a paste of common earth and
water, put on the place at once and
eover with cloth.
For a cold on the chest, a flannel
rag rung out in boiling water and
sprinkled with turpentine, laid on the
cnest gives the greatest telief.
When a felon first begins to make
its appearance, take a lemon, cut off
one end, put the finger in, and the
longer it is kept there the better.
For a cough, boil one ounce of flax
seed in a pint of water, strain and add
a little honey, one ounce of rock can
dy, and the juice of three lemons mix
and boil well. Drink as hot as possi
ble.
Often after cooking a meal a person
will feel tired and have no appetite
for this beat a raw egg until light, stir
in a little milk and sugar, and season
with nutmeg. Drink half an hour ho
fore eating.
My companion then spoke conCM)*
ing our mission to this' bleak artA
barren spot. "About twelve years'
ago," he said, "an, old man by the
name ol Cearnals was the proprietor
of a jack train, with which he used to
bring provisions and other commodi
ties into that mining
camp you see be
neath yon there. Tbi* was before the
railroads entered the fastnesses of
these mountains, and everything was
brought by route teams or by these
jack trains into the enmp. The
treasures which were foond id the
hills were carrfcd out the same way.
"One time the old man Cearnals did
not arrive in the camp time.
'Twas in the winter—and the-eoldest
one. too, ever experienced in these
hills. A searching.- party was sent out
to find him .and his" train, as the peo
ple who had goods'consigned to-him
feared that someaccident had befallen
him. Near where we are now is where
he and his train were found frozerv to
deat.. And now each night may be
seen the jack train just as they were,
but in the form of spectres, filing
aiong their way to the camn. Get
out and we will go down- to tlie trail
a piece and see them." We got out- of
the buggy, and fastening the horse to'
at stunted pine we descended the other
side of the range on the road' to Alma.
Altera most perilous and tortuous
walk of half au hour, omaccouni of
the slippery condition of the ground,
which was povered with' snow, my
companion led me to a point near the
olri Leadville trail, which could be
dis-tinctly seen above us against the
side- of the mountain. Looking at his
wart-efr, he remarked that it was al
most lime for "them" to appear..
After kicking the snow from a' couple
of-botilders we sat down in silence and
awated developments. My oompan
ion woold not say a word, but simply
puffed) atway at a cigar, his looks being
cast in the direction of the trail. YVe
waited' half an hour, but it seemed a
week to' me, a cold wind having arisen,
andi 1 was almost frozen and was
wishing myself at home.
"Suddenly my companion clutched'
me nervously by the arm and pointed
to the trail. The sight that I saw
made-each) individual hair on my head
stand on- endi, for on the trail, com
ing around a slaarp angle caused by a
boulder.. wai» a |*ck train of twenty
three animals. They all emitted a
faintt phosphorescent glow, which
made them appear all the more vivid:
against the-side-of the hill. They were
loaded^ with'different articles of mer
chandise,-. and the last one, which the
spectral driver was urging on with his
short goad, seemed to be" loaded with
Hour.- Every once in a while, as the
train slowly filed along, this last jack
would lean, his load against a project
ing rock, R»\l resting himself. This
would cause- the driver to punch it
with his short stick. The weird spec
tre slowly passed from view around
the hill, and, more dead than alive,
from, fright,, we made otir wav to
where we had'left the horse and "bug
gy. My companion informed me,
whileoii'our- way back to the city,
that this strange sight could be seen
any.dark, night.."—Leadville Herald.
Snake Storv.
After reading travellers' yarns in re
gard to tropicail eountries, one is in
clined to lonu for a sojourn in Ice
land, for the reason that "there are
no snakes" in- that frigid but happy
country. Mr.. Ballon, in his wander
ings ."Under th& Southern Cross," has
found one more unpleasant item for
reptile literature.
Ih' Sydney he heard the following
snake story the tacts of which occur
red not Ions-before, near the town ot
Parametta. In the family of a settler
whoiresidedi some half a league from
the town was an invalid daughter, of
an extremely nervous temperament.
She wa« sleeping, one summer after
noon(.in:a hammock swung between
supporting standards in the shade of
the piazza,, when she was suddenly
awaknedl by feeling something cold
andimoist clinging about her throat.
She put her hand to the spot, and
clasped the body of a snake just back
of ite head, and, with a horrified cry,
wrenched with all her strength to piiil
it away. This was the first instinc
tive-action of the movement, but so
great was her terror that sin* speedily
lost, all consciousness ol tlie situation.
Hjerband, however, still grasped the
siiiaJte where she had first seized upon
it,, and with such a convulsive force
that the creature was rendered powerr
less. The cry of the terrified girl
brought the father from within the
house, who instantly came to her re
lief bnt in the fit which her fricht had
induced, her hand slowly contracted:
about the creature's throat with a.
force whi-jh she could not possibly
have exerted when awake, ana before
her fingers were unclasped, by the
aid of a bit of hammock cord, the tac
tile was completely strangled.
Fortunately, the creature had. not
bitten the girl before she seized it, and
alter that it was unable to do so. It
is said to have been four feet loKg, and
of a poisonous species.
A Steel Bird's-Nest.
A very remarkable thing in the way
ol birds'-nests is preserved, in the Mur
seum of Natural History at Soleurey
in Switzerland, whither it was brought
by one M. Rudolph Rueder. It is.no
less than a nest made entirely of steel.
There area number ofi clock-making
shops at Soleure, and in the windows
of these shops there are often found
lying disused or broken springs, of
clocks.
Early last summer M. Rueder-, one
ot these clock makers, noticed a bird's
nest of peculiar appearance oa a tree
in the yard. He examined it, and
found that apairofwag-tails—birds of
a species not unlike the sparrow—had
built a nest entirely of clock springs,
which they had picked lip here and
there about the village. The nest was
more than four inches across, and a
perfectly comfortable one for the
birds.
After the feathered architects had
reared their brood, M. Rueder present
ed the nest to the museum of his town,
where it is preserved as a striking il
lustration of the skill of birds in
turning their surroundings to advan
tage in building their nests.
Probably next year the birds will
build another steel nest, and. unless
the clock-makers of Soieure guarel
their springs more closely, steel nests
will not be as much of a curiosity as
is this first one.
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How a Young .Man's HriKrurnwl
White With Horror—SavflMrat Last
by a Dream.
Charley Barber is 30 years old and
his hair is gray. Twelve years ago,
when he was 24 years old, his bair
was silvery whie. It turned white in
a day. Mr. Barber is one ot the pro^
prietors of the saloon known as the
"House of David." In his youth he 4
worked at the machinist's trade in
Elmira, N. Y. He was born in Schuy
ler county, bis father being a woolen
miller. Old Caleb Hill, lather of Gov*
Hill of New York, built tb» mill.
One day Charley Barber wassent by
his employer to-the Elmira cemetery
to place brass hinges on »vault door.
The vault was large. It contained be
tween twenty and thirty bodies. It
was built in a hillside. Barber finish
ed his work about 4 o'clock in the
afternoon. The day was warm. The
atmosphere of the vault was-coot and
inviting. As he expresses' it, he
"wanted to make half a dbty ot i4r"so
he went inside the vault and lighted
hie pipe, leaving his tools lying on. the
graveled walk outside. Halt an1 hour
later the door of the vault sudchmly
closed, silently. The wind had blown
it shot. The new hinges had been oil
ed and worked easily. The- key was
in the lock on the outside. The lock
dosed with a spring and Barber' wa»
imprisoned. His first thought was
that some one was playing a joke-on
him—somebody had closed the door ...
t)ofrighten him. But he was- ktiling:
time for the afternoon. He didn't
core. He smiled and puffed at his
pipe "I can stand it as long as-they*W.
c-anv" he thought. "They'll come back.
and open the door after awhile."'
VISIONS OF HORROR.
An-hour passed and no one came-tb
open' the door. Barber grew frighten
ed, and uneasy. He clung to the liope
thoC somebody bad closed the door
and. would release him. He daried not'
think that no one knew ot his impris
onment.. There were horrors in that
possibility.. For a long time he stood
dose to.
the vault door, listening with:
straining senses for footsteps
on the walk. None came. His
nerves- became strained to their
highest' tension*. He could take no
accountoftime^ Moments were like
honrs. HiB bvain worked until it
seemed to'boil. The vault was cold,
buttaweat nan'down his temples. He
ttniewv
that he- must wait. He knew
that to fight wa» useless but he could
not wait—he must find relief in fight
ing against the impregnable. He
shouted.for- help:. The terror in his
voice frightened hinv—astounded him.
He shrank down-and covered his face
with his hands. And then he felt that
he was weakening—that he was giving
way to his terror. He was a strong
man.. Without being able to define it
he felt'that his fright must never be al
lowed to reach'the point of helpless
ness.- He must fight to keep his mind.
He sprang to his feet. He seized the
heavy handle of. the iron door and
wrenched with. aJl his power. He
shouted continually- "Help! Help!
Help!" With frenzied strength lie A
kicked against the door until lie burstf
his heavy boots and bruised his feet.
He struggled1until he was exhausted,
He sank to thegroundi. lie was getting
wild and he knew it.. He must calm
his red-hob frame He pressed his
hands to his head. Tike panorama of
his life passed before him like a whirl
wind. How quickly and how clearly
and distinctly he could recall every
act of his life.
PANORAMA OF-THE PAST.
And how oalmi andi happy seemed
his life, butr now. he would slowly die.
He would waste aiway. He would be- v4]
come crazy with suffering. He would p||
starve to-death Lie-imagined him
self breaking open a eoffin and tearing
withishis teeth-, at the cold, dead body,
He shuddered and wept. He -jould
aee
himself a mumbling, groveling
maniac.-. His- fright became a frenzy.
Now he screamed, instead of shouted,
and beat his- handis- and bleeding feet
against the-stone walls of the vault.
His head seemed! bursting. He fell un
conscious to- the-ground. He dream
ed. Andi withi hiis outward senses
numbedt nature haunted him. In con
tradiction* to his horrible position he
dreamedi thai5 he was a boy again, at
the old home-it* Schuyler county. His
mother was with him, and, holding
himihy the hand, led him through the
fields. He- chased the butterflies and
the-ground stjui-rels. He rolledon the
piles, of fresllrctit grass and climbed
the apple trees. He drove the cows
along the-dusty lane and whistled at*£
the-robin vn the hedge. He stretched
himseli out on the hay in the mow
and' watched the mud swallows ily in
and: out, and while he watched them
he fell asleep. He awoke. His hands
and feet were bruised and sore. The
close darkness about, him startled:
him*, and with the return of
Ilia senses his former terror, re
doubled, seized him. He sprang up.
and again began his fight for freedom.
How long he struggled and scream
ed he does not know. He
again fell senseless to the ground,.
SAVED BY A DREAM.
Mr. Barber had a friend named!
Hyde, whom he describes as a queer
ojd fellow, always getting notions.ia
his head. Sometimes we thought hint
"a little crazy." On the second night
after Barber was imprisoned in the
vault Hyde could not sleep. About
midnight he awakened bis wife saying:
"I can't help thinking ot Barben I
seem to see him lying in the vault be
went out to fix the other day. I must
go out to the cemetery and get hiaa."
His wife told hiin he "must be-cra
zy," and to try to go to sleep. But
Hyde insisted that he must go*, and
his wife finally yielded and accompan
ied him. At 3 o'clock in the morning
they drove to the cemetery. Before
the vault door Hyde found his-friend's
tools. He was so frightened! at the
discovery, so impressed with this
seeming fulfillment ctf his waking vis
ion,that he had not the nerv» to open
the vault door. He drove back to
"Carr's corners," a short way from
the cemetery,roused two men, and the
three returned to the vault. They A
carried out the unconscious man ancl
by the light of their lanterns they saw
that his hair was silvery white.
He remained unconscious the great
part of the time for two weeks before
he left his bed. For years afterward
he was subject to spells of nervousness
and melancholy,and has never entire
ly recovered.
For a burn or scald, make a paste
of common baking soda and water,
apply at once and cover with a linen
doth. When the skin is broken, ap
ply the white of an egg with a feather
this gives instant relief as it keeps *ho
air from the ftesh.
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