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Helena, Montana, Thursday, January 28, 1886. No. 1 1 <fl|.c MUchly Kjcrahl. R. E. FISK D. W FISK, A. J. FISK, Publishers and Proprietors. Largest Circulation of any Paper in Montana - o - Rates of Subscription. WEEKLY HERALD: One Year. (In (Mlvanw).............................** 00 Six Months, (in advance)............................... * 00 Three Months, (in advance).......................... . * "h When not paid for in advance the rate will be Four Dollars per year^ Postage, in all cases, Prepaid. DAILY HERALD: City Hubseribers.deli vered by earrier.Sl 50 a month One \ .r, by mail, (in advance)..................812 00 Six M nths, by mail, (in advance)............... 6 00 Three Month*, by mail, (in advance)........... 3 00 ■ * o communications should be addressed to FISK BROS., Publishers, Helena, Montana. [For the Herald. 1 A C HANGE OF NAME. Before the "Bible Banters'' met And. with much worry, care and fret The language of the l«>ok upset, This Rem, within the mountains set, Was often called Hel-e-na. But since that noted trysting-plaee, ( tutside the realms of peace and grace. Has been abolished, and the space . Filled up with love for all the race. It is called Shoel-e-na. — Mall. IF. Alderson. Bo/.kmax, M. T., .Ian. 19. THE ONE LINK TO THE PAST. They found him by the roadside, dead, A ragged tramp unknown ; His face upturned in mute despair, His helpless arms outthrown. The lark above him sang a song Of greeting to the day, Tiie breezes blew fresh ami sweet, and stirred His hair to wanton play. They found no clue to home or name, Biit tied with ribbon blue They found a package, and it held A baby's tiny shoe. Half worn and old. a button oil. It seemed a sacred thing ; With reverence they wrapped it close And tied the faded string. Anp laid it on the peaceful breast That kept the secret well; And God will know and understand The story it will tell Of happy times and peaceful home That dead tramp some time knew. Whose only relic left him was The baby's tiny shoe. THE IIUNI.WING-IIIKD. There is a silence in this summer day. and the sweet soft air no faintest sound. But geutle breezes passing on their way, Just stirring phantom branches on the ground; While in between the softly moving leaves, Down to the shadows on the grass below, The brilliant sunshine finds its way and weaves A thousand patterns, glancing to and fro. A peace ineffable, a lieauty rare Holds human hearts with touch we know divine, When, hush !—a little tumult in the air ; A rush of tiny wings, a something, fine And frail, darting in fiery haste, all free In every motion : searce we've seen or heard Ere it is gone ! How can such swiftness Ire I nearnate in an atom of a bird ! To know this mite, one instant poised in space, Scarce tangible, yet seen, then vanishing From out our ken, leaving no slightest trace ! Ah, whither gone, you glowing jewelled thing? Before you came, the very air seemed stilled ; More silent now because with wonder filled. LOOK UP AND SMILE. Dear heart, look up—look upaii l smile. The world's enough of sadness; You cannot from your frowns beguile One tithe of joy or gladness. Your clouded eyes no brightness see, Tho' bright the skies are beaming, And every gladsome light shall flee Before your gloomy dreaming. This life is short at liest, then why With brooding o'er each sorrow, See precious moments glidingby Ungilded for the morrow ? Ungilded, unmoved by aught ; I leur heart, is this not sinning? Then cast away each gloomy thought And smile—for a beginning. "NOT BUILT THAT WAY." boy will eat and a lioy will drink. And a Ihiv will play all day; it a laiy won't work and a hoy won't think, Because he ain't built that way. —Chicago Ledger. girl will sing and a girl will dance, And a girl will work crotchet ; it she can't throw a stone and hit a church, Bt ( :m«e she ain't built that wav. - Lynn Union. girl will tlirt and a girl will mash, And ne'er give herself away ; it she can't scratch a match on the seat of her pants, Because she ain't built that way. —Herald. Calculating Machine. The calculating machine invented by rof. Thomson appenrs to excel, in its in- ■nious adaptation to a variety ol results, eu Babbage's wonderful apparatus. By eaus of the mere friction of disk, a cvlin- ■r and a ball, the machine is capable of fecting numerous complicated calcula- nts which occur iu the highest applica- on of mathematics to physical problems ; id by its aid au unskilled person may, in given time, perform the work of ten ex- ;rt mathematicians. The machine is iplicable alike in the calculating of tidal, agnetic, meteorological, and other peri- lie phenomena ; it will solve differential [nations of the second or even higher jwers of orders ; and through this same onderful arrangement of mechanical parts le problem of Unding the free motions of îy number of mutually attracting parti- es, unrestricted by auv ot the approxi- ate suppositions required in the treat- ent of the lunar and planetary theories, done by simply turning a handle. -- + -- • The Ticking ol n Clock. blight though the tickihg of a clock may e, its sudden cessation has a wonderlul lfiuence upon the inmates of a room in hich the timekeeper is located. A dim ?alization of something wrong steals over ae senses—a feeling as if something of alue had lieen lost, or a friend had gone way perhaps never to return, or, as if some f the children were sick, until suddenly )me one looks up aud exclaims, "Why, Lie clock's stopped!" And immediately tie ill-ilelined forebodings dissipate, the ♦tie shadow of the room melts away, and s the winding up process is completed, nd the cheery ticking recommences, the irnily circle regains its wonted buoyancy f spirits, and the members wonder what : was that made them feel so gloomy a ;w moments before. j j I : j j j j ! TIIK LOST MIXERS. ILLUSTRATIONS OF SCENES AT THE NANTICOKE COAL MINE. The Face of a Culm Bank—Heroic Kescuers Digging Upon Tlieliv Hands and Knees—Generosity of the Company. fPpeetal Corresponden-e.1 AVu.kksbarre, Ta., Jau. 0.— There were more heavy hearts iu and about the town of Nanticoke, Pa., during the past holidays than perhaps iu all the Unite 1 Statesb sides. A prosperous place it is, too. It is in the heart of the authracite mining district of the Wyoming valley, nine miles from here. The underground veins which furnish its industry are the property of the Pennsylvania Coal company. This company does not belong to the coal owners' combination but operates its shafts it- own way. Con-equently, when the general association orders mines to stop work on account of low prices, the Pennsyl vania pays no heed, but continues to blast out mid bring to light its black treasure! the year arouud without stopping. It is a gool company to work for. Cash circulates con stantly in Nanticoke; trade is lively, and the people are happy, as only busy persons can be. They give work to 6 000 men and boys. These turn out daily 35,0J0 tons of coal. * The men employed are of all nationalities, but mostly of foreign birth. Irish, Welsh, Poles and Hungarians. The scene near the mouth of No. 1 slope, the day of the acci dent, was like this in the picture. (^ 4 ,/j? v Mf a r m a A FAN HOUSE. The illustration shows what is called the ' fan boise. The great engine in the fan ) house worked away as though it was a mat ! ter of life and death, the steampip9 outside I puffed merrily, anl the great pile of culm j was added to hourly. And it was culm that caused the accident. What is it? It is the dust and refuse from coal. It is piled high aliont all the mines, j It is blown hither and thither by the winds, the rain wets it, and it sogs down in'o grimy mud, blackening like ink all that touches it. Day by day it accumulates the longer mines are worked, until mine owners are at their wits end what to do with it. It I become! iu l.aio uot only au inconven : ience, but a danger. A man has j invented lately, it is said, a process for mak j ing fuel very cheaply out of culm. It is j made into a mixture aud pressed, and in this j state is said to give out just the stead}-, in ! tense heat that is best adapted for heating the water in steamboat boilers. If this be true, then a great nuisance w ill be got rid of. But the Pennsylvania company had found no way of disposing of their culm. They had dug coal and shipped it till their refuse pile was a hill 2JO feet high and covered thirty acres. It was upon a field of swampy ground, over an abandoned portion of the mine. The water stood in puddle! under the culm, and made channels through it. and trickled into the ground beneath, till all be came a slippery, treacherous mass. At 10 o'clock the day of the accident a miner was blasting out rock in a vein of No. 1 slope. It made a tremendous crash, heavier than usual. Immediately thereafter water and earth began to pour upon the hapless miners. "Save yourselves! Run for your lives!" was the word passed. The miners sprang out in frantic haste, but the water • cured in iu t-vren'R. The main gangway is called ihe "slope, ' and it was this the m ners aimed to reach. Most of them escaped and were drawn out, although the water was up the necks of the last. When the terrified hundreds gathered above ground, twenty-six hapless souls wer« missing. Ten were Poles aud Hungarians; the others mostly Welsh aud Irish. One thought seized every human creature iu Nau ticoke. The lost men must be rescued. There were the bugar Notch miners buried by a cave-in in l s b0. They were prisoned in a mine six days, and yet every man of them was taken out alive. Tp work, then, to w ork with desperate energy ! The company offered every inducement in Its power. The workmen stopp \1 in all the mines. They would uot go öd and labor as though nothing had happened, when twenty-six brave comrades might be dead or dying iu agony un der ground. One hundred of the strongest men went ■f down to dig out a passageway. How they worked you see in the picture. They sought to make only a tunnel So large as a man digging the PASSAGE, might crawl through. More would waste precious time. They gathered up trowelfulls of the black mud and filled buckets with it, crouching upon their hands and knees. AA hen a bucket was full it was passed from man to man till it was carried to the outer passage. Such work seemed puny child's play, for there were 250 feet of culm above them. But it was all that could be done. Pumps were rigged at once, and set work ing to get the water out. When one squad of men were tired, a fre-h relay took their places. Night and day they kept at it, iron sinewed, determined miners. Bulletins were lent out constantly to the thousands who were gathered about the mouth of the mine. "In twenty-four hours w-e shall reach them, and we think they are alive." Again: "By 7 to-morrow morning we U t S3 i \ IS. V V r' shall have them dead or alive." The days went on. Some mules that haf been in one ot' the shafts were found, alivd That renewed flagging hope. But presently there was a trace of fire damp in the low^ slimy tunnel. Experienced miners shook their head!. ''They are choked to death, God have inercy on their souls! They might have lived on mule meat a good while, but if the air was cut of? they died at once." It began to look hopeless The terrific anxiety told on the friends ou' side. A young woman, Maggie Sorper, had two brothers, strong young men, among the lost ones. She was nervous and excitable, and the shock killed her. The parents were very old. The white-haire 1 father hovered like a ghost about the ill-fated mine, wringing his hands. "I've got two as good boys as ever lived dead in that mine, and as good a girl as a falber ever had lying dead at home, but tho will of God be done," he said. It "as very pitiful The accident occurred ou Friday. Monday another tremendous culm slide took place. It fell into and filldd comp'etely the narrow, painful passage al ready cut out. Every way of communicat ing with the imprisoned men had been trie<}, if, perchance, they were yet alive. An iron pipe ran through the chambers. The rescue ft tried knocking on this, knowing that the sound would penetrate to the farthest re cesses. But it was never answered. When the second landslide took place all hopi ended. The men were given up f r surely dead. The rescuers made a rush to escape with their owu lives. Then they took thought how the bod:«« might be obtained. The coal company offered a reward of $100 for tho first body discovered. ■y- > (dm -'--I vr u ..iilini ( m - à - WHAT IT LOOKS LIKE NOW. Seventeen widows and fifty-two orphans were made by the disaster. A subscription has been start'd to send the helpless ones back to the old country, oim-e ine con ditions of life there are far harder than here, this plan, to a humane person, looks tolerably tough. AA'hat will become of them then? One of the dead men was a young Pole who had only been married the Sunday before the disaster. He had saved $900 o| his earnings. With this he bought a house and took his bride home to it. This is one of tho saddest mine disasters in history. Even hope of rescuing the bodies is about abandoned. They must probably lie beneath tho culm bank til! the end of time. Rather strangely the flow of culm and debris still continues, in a slow dull stream, like the current of lava on Mt. Ve suvius. Above ground, it has the appearance of a sink hole in the earth. The yaw-ning opening represented in the illustration is 150 feet wide. It is in the center of the culm pile. AVhat next ? The pile of debris is so great that they say it would take a year to exca vate the dirt, ami then there would be no certainty of finding the remains. The men were known to 1 e at work in a certain chamber when the vault fell. That chamber was reached after a few days' digging, but they were not there. They must have tried to escape with the rest and been over whelmed an 1 strangled by the deluge ol black mud iu the passage ways. The company propose to cease digging, wall in the dangerous mine, and erect a monument on the spot to the memory of the lost miners. Then they will divide $40,000 among the bereft families. To con tinue digging would certainly cost a year's work, ami $200,000. The rest of the miners have returned to their other work in the slopes. Bo the tragedy ends, and one of the darkest leaves of the year 18S5 has been turned down. A. J. Both well. The St. Paul Ice Palace. [Special Correspondence.] St. Paul, Minn., Jan. 12.—AVe are about to have an ice palace here that will compare with anything of the kind ever attempted. It is being constructed by the architect of structures of the same character at Mon treal carnivals. Some idea of the structure may be gained from the accompanying sketch of the completed building, but ooe must see this huge mass of glistening ice tt appreciate it. The building covers a space of ground 150x100 feet. The main tower = ïwm IP! #kM m âÊÊÊk ^ mmm f r ^ 11 W~ 11 » iA THE ST. PAUL ICE PALACE, rises from the center of the pile, and is tka striking feature of the design. The height bf this tower will be 130 feet, and its four angles curved into circular turrets, three of which will be one foot in diameter and the fourth eleven feet. From the latter tower—twenty feet above the others—will float the StJrs and Stripes. Attached to this tower are four others, which on one side will be seventeen feet by sixteen and sixty-four feet high, while on the other side are two towers twen ty-three feet by nineteen and fifty feet high. Two of these are triple towers, connected by castellated curtain walls, and the other two, small ones, by a semi circular bastion. There are also several outlying towers, which form the corners of the structure. These are connected by a castellated wall, as will be seen from the accompanying cut, and at each angle of these walls are circular turrets thirty-six feet high and twelve each in diameter. The main entrance is a round tower, flanked by square turr^s, and inside will be fashioned a commodious skating rink, to which an initiation fee will be charged, a curling rink being added for the amusement of devotees of that (to outsiders) spiritless game. G. £. Cl PICTUF'EG BOOMING (IAS WKLLS. OF PITTSBURG'S BONANZA. Devolution in Iron and Steel Manu factures—.Pittsburg the Coming City—It li. C'le/iii—tine of Nature's Wonders. The o|>euiiig oT these nftural gas wells &na their utilization as fuel generators marks an era iu the Nineteenth century. Even the taming aud binding of electricity is not more marvelous. Staid Pittsburgers are fairly standing on their heads for excitement and joy. They see their busy, pleasant old town booming ahead at a rate which paralyzes the imagination. Fuel gas at their doors at the cost of not much more than the piping and valves to bring it into their furnaces! It means iron, glass, steel, copper aud a thou sand manufactured products at a rate so low that no other city in the Union can compete with it. Consequently Pittsburg can under sell the world in those markets. m 4* V:» m » :■ w \ 'A /■ SUSPENSION BRIDGE. Even that is not all. The natural gas is practically pure hydrogen and carbon. There is none of the sulphur in it which is always found in coal and which is so injurious to iron when melted in the common way. This is what Mr. Zug, of the great Sable Iron aud Nail works at Pittsburg tells me. Conse quently the gas-made iron is of a better quality than that manufactured by coal, and Pittsburg iron and steel will be better than any other. Pittsburg is indeed favored of the gods. But her gain, alas? will lie the loss of other towns all along the Ohio valley. Already the disaster is felt. Already foundrymen, steelmen and glass manufacturers foresee that they are doomed. They must "go to pieces or go to Pittsburg." Yet one other advantage this marvelou« discovery gives Pittsburg. "I am swart with the smoke of my chimneys." The poet represents the town as singing of herself eighteen years ago. She is so no longer. Pit tsburg is cleaner to-day than Cin cinnati. It is the gas that has iloDe it. Formerly one approaching tho American Birmingham saw nothing but a cloud ol smoke. Now the traveler looks from the car window throi h a sort of dreamy haze and sees a rarely picturesque city. Handsome bridges ke the fine suspension bridge in the picture cross the rivers here and there. Mighty hills rise above the waters, so high that they give an element of grandeur to tha | landscajie. Over the valley there is a sea ol j machine shop pipes and chimney stacks and a roar like the rushing wings of the spirit of in- I dustry. It was before 7 o'clock in the morn ing when our train reached the out skirts of the city. The great shops had not yet started their hum and roar for the day. AA'e passed close to a huge black mill, with its chimneys standing like masts of a ship. There was one small iron pipe that had a cloud of flame rolling and lapping about it, changing with every gust of wind. This w as my first sight of natural gas. The pijie was what is called a "stand pipe." They are common enough in Pitts burg. The pressure from the wells is so heavy that the fluid cannot be shut off aud let on at will AA'hen not in use it must be allow-ed to burn or escape in some way. The usual way is to conduct it off by an extra chimney and set fire to it at the top, and let it bum all night. In Pittsburg and vicinity a quantity equal to 70,000 bushels of coal thus goes to waste every day, they say. | w £ y m «IM4 A*» # N % \i * tsbuSj? V' 1 MURRrSVIUt MAP OF GAS WELL REGION. The Philadelphia company is putting it pipe connections in factories aud private residences at the rate of forty a day. They keep 1,500 men constantly employed laying gas mains. The fluid is already used as fuel in thirty-four iron and steel works, sixty-six glass factories, 300 other manufacturing es tablishments and 3,000 private residences. At this time gas is used in such quantity that it has taken the place of 10,000 tous of coal a day that would be otherwise consumed. When the work is complete Pittsburg will be as clean as New York. And coal will be so cheap that dealers can "hardly give it away." Then points down the rivers from Cincinnati to New Orleans w ill get their re venge on the Pittsburg coal merchants. It will be a poor sort of revenge though, if they are robbed of all their manufacturing. The map showing the gas well region is re produced from one published by the C'hambeï of Commerce of this city. It is probable tha fluid can be struck almost anywhere in west ern Pennsylvania. But the largest bunch ol wells are those at Murrysville, twenty-two miles out. The gas is conveyed by pipes from here and elsewhere to the city. Tha greatest length of these pipes is thirty miles. There is doubt, they say, whether a line cas be made much longer then that. The ww | j I | - is lost t>y fiction ot the pipe! tn« sxr» -even pounds to the mile. U.dess t*o;ne w methods of conducting it are discovered, herefore. the dreams of a line of nature gas UU miles long can hardly lie realized. Mills must remain here. But why could uot A ba pumped? rv\ r Ski n & MURRYSVILLE. One of the memorable experiences of my life was my •. isit to the gas wells at Murrys ville. It was a cold, muddy, snowy, neck i-iiic I mt.—well. I would do it again. It was 2:30 p. m. when my iiverystable nian drew up alongside the railway station platform with a fine pair of black Kentucky trotters. "Can you get me back here in time for the 5:49 train?" I asked. " AA'ith decent roads I could, easy, and I'll try it as it is," he replied. As we went along, whenever there was smooth road aud level ground enough to take a long breath, my driver, Mr. R. D. Stewart, noted points of interest. " Irwin Station," said he, " is a town of 3.000 inhabitants, and there aint a man in it who whips his wife." Mr. Stewart told me of the desperate fight that had taken place between rival claimants to the first well that was utilized at Murrysville. "Two sets of men were puttin' down pipes, Weston's men and Haymaker's men. They got to quarrelin, aud, b'gose, they fought a regular pitched battle, and Haymaker was killed. That was several years ago. and they ain't got through with the law trials yet." At that moment a strange, steady murmur struck the ear. As we proceeded it deepened into a roar. It sounded like the noise of the surf in a high SPft. It sounded like arrwtgin« as big as tlie United States Capitol building, ut AVasbiugton, blowing off steam. "There she goes," said Stewart. "Do you hear her? That's the old gas well. She goes a bizzin just that way all the time, bizz, bizz. I wouldn't like to live around there for a steady thing." No more w ould I. Of a calm dav. the roar can be heard nine miles away. At the wells themselves, when gas is first strack, it is deafening. The workmen put cotton in their ears to protect their hearing. If' I |!j|| . r ' vf$, j v ,tJHp Ji '■* i v i; :v; § v, mmm ww* m, y m i! m hC +1 SHOOTING A WELL. The force of the gas is tremendous. It is such, that when first struck, it hurls every thing liefore it, this blind, mad force rushing towards a venting place. Tools weighing two or three tons are thrown many feet into the air. Thus far the stream has always been Btruck iu a layer of sand. The illustration shows the furious sand storm that is raised when the fluid fuel is reached. Striking the gas is called "shooting a well." It is more Like a well shooting, one would think. Gas is reached at a depth of 1,300 to 2,00(1 feet in western Pennsylvania. It costs $3 a foot to bore. At Tolono, Ills., however, the fluid was strack at a depth of only 100 feet. As we rounded a hill and looked into a val ley in front we saw Murrysville. Huge wooden derricks, tapering slim toward the top, filled the landscajie, as you see in the picture of Murrysville. To the right of the view w r as the great well that made the "biz zing." The gas shoots in a straight line twenty to thirty feet in the air. We saw where it issued by the water that jioured out along w ith it. AA'ater is always struck with the gas. It is a salt water. The mineral fre quently incrusts the plating of a well till it chokes the orifice. Then the tubing must he cleaned. AA'ells have seemed sometimes to diminish in sujiply from this cause. AA'hen the incrustation is removed the stream re turns to its full quantity. C 5 S A GAS LINE STATION. • Great care is taken to avoid explosions ai other dangers. At intervals along the line? are stations, through which the pipes a« passed. At these Doints huee safety valvcl are insertea, so trat wnen tne pressure u greater than a certain number of pounds tht valves are blown ojieu and the gas escapes. lYe vvjves. with the weights that hold them clown, are shown in the picture of the gas station. Yo separate the gas from the water that pours out along with it a powerful tauk is placed at the month of a well. Confining the gas as it escapes is called "piping off" a well.. The gas and water are together conducted into the large tank. The water being heavy falls to the bottom of the receiver. The gas rises to the top, and jiasses into a pipe, which conducts it aw-ay in any desired direction. Connected with each well is one of the iron "stand pipes" mentioned, through which the fluid escajies when not iu use. It is ignited at the top of the tulie. so that it may not poison the atmosphere. The stftid pipe must be some distance away from the deiriek and build ings around the mouth of the well, other wise with every gust of wind it would laji them in flames and destroy them. In the view of Murrysville you see such an escajie tulie with flaming gas at its mouth. Dur s well was thus ou tire during my visit. The great flame lit the sceue with a lurid red light even iu day time. It curled and ducked and changed to weird shajies that looked alive as the wind drove it hither and thither. This fuel gas is not a good illuminant naturally. At preseut two sets of gas pipes are necessary, therefore, iu houses—one for light the other for heat. But the day I visited the gas wells it was announced that an inventive genius hail discovered a w-ay of treating aud enriching it so that it could be used for illuminating as well. If this be true, then the problem will lie indeed solved. The Bunsen burner is used for the fuel gas, both in private houses aud factories. The white hot heat that can tLus be produced is some thing marvelous. A flue must be provided to carry off the products of combustion, Otherwise they would soon poison the air. — /¥< r r-i—u'u-f ] m •fy r I „HV q-4 j Pff r 0 ■ * \i JJ A ■ '-777 -7 BOILER ROOM. I spent a forenoon looking into machine shops, rolling mills, etc., where the gas Is used as a fuel. It gives me jileasure to acknowledge the kindness and courtesy of Messrs. Jones & Laughlin, of Mr. Zug, of the Sable Iron and Nail works, and of Mr. Hemjihill, of the Fort Ritt foundry, iu giving me information. They answered all my questions. I shall never forget it. May the shadow of their big, thu ndering mills never grow less. I am also indebted to the secre tary of the Philadelphia Gas comjiany. This is the great gas fuel company of Pittsburg. Though the price of gas is so low, aud though it has ouly been working on a large scale some two years, it receijits are $1,500,00(1 annually. It operates thirty-seven large wells. There is also another gas fuel com pany. The illustration shows what may be called the boiler room of the future. Instead of smoke, coal dust and grimy pierspiring men shoveling w ith might and main, you might have a jiiano and parlor carjiet iu the fur nace room if you liked, it is so clean. The Sable works have a battery of twelve boilers, aDd used to keep four firemen. Now there is needed only one man to look after the gas. The floor was clean enough for a New Eng land kitchen N'r> -- -t-. no smoke, no clinkers, no residuum of any kind. Think of the saving when there is no more ashes to take out and cart off and dump. AA'hat will people do then for material to fill uji their city lots with ? ^ ft c :<y P n 'iiiuimi|ii m M V m til ^5 I KITCHEN RANGE. AA'hen gas is common for fuel, cooking will be as neat work as piano playing. It will be a good deal more fun. At least a third of the burden of housekeeping will be lifted in winter. Next to Murrysville, the most prolific of the Pittsburg wells are found at Tareutum, a village twenty miles northeast of the city. But there is uo telling where it w ill or will not be found. It may underlie the whole United States, for all anybody knows. About the ouiy point that has been certainly proved in the search for it is that geologists are ignoramuses. As often as any way, gas is fouud exactly where they have staked their scientific repu tation that there was none. It does not par ticularly follow the oil fields. It has, more often than otherwise, been struck in regions where there are clay and limestone layers above, and sand below. In boring, the bit passes through four strata of sand at the west Pennsylvauia wells. There is no sign of diminution iu the supply so far. Oue well has been discharging twelve years, and is as flash as ever. The gas is believed to be in constant course of formation, and to be generated by the action of w ater upon the subterranean hydrocarbon oils. At the end, I may say that I made the 5:43 train, splashed with mud from head to foot. Mr. Stewart explained that it was liecaus« "Jim," the near trotter, had a way of "set ting his feet down vicious." I can testify to that, for the splashes came on my side. A» • wind-up, the flying heels fired one last ter rific splotch of coal black mud into my mouth and eyes. "Jim, you're the-"' liegan his master. He suddenly checked himself and reddened, looking sheepishly at me. "Go on," said I. "Don't stop on my ac count." In years I have not "struck" anything a« interesting as these gas wells. I could writ« as much more about them. On the whol% though, I will stop. Eliza Arch «rd. American Women shopping in l'art». (Lucy H. Hooper's Letter.) Now, I do wish that some philanthropic per!on, bent on ameliorating the condition of the human race, would found a college for teaching American women how to shopL There have been colleges for general in struction. for art, for music, then why not for shopping? It is a bunne-s in which American ladies engage largely when they come abroad And it is safe to -täte that one-half of my countrywomen are pro foundly versed in tne science of how to do it. In the fir-t place they do not know what it is that they want, but they want it very badly in the second place, they do not want to spend any money for the unknown objjct they desire. In the third place, if they are deluded into actually purchasing anything, they want to send the article back the next morning and to get back their money. They have an idea that good* in Paris are given away to the foreign purcha-er, with a gold dollar tied to each object as an in ducement for it to be taken. They expect to buy Baccarat or Sevres vas9s at $H the pair, Viret bonnets at $U) each, and Worth dres-es at f 10J for the richest an l most ex pensive. Tney will impose their own styles and patterns on the dre-sraakers that origin ate the fashions for the world, ani then feel cros! because the toilet so pro duced is lacking in elegance and chic. "Ma," said a young laly in my hearing at Worth's the other Jay. "I think that dress is dread ful dear. You could have bought that sweet emerald green satin at Hopps & Hig gin's before we left home for just half tue money." Wnich i* very much a< if one would sav to B >u;uereau or t'abanel: "Sir, I think your pictures cost a great deal too much. I can bny a handsome chromo at home tor $> which will answer niy every purposa " There is uo harm in the emerald - green satin or in the chromo either. But why not buy them without coming to Paris to make remarks concerning them. Fnu-ishing Trinkla [New York Mercury.] Trink'.e is in trouble. There was a meet ing of creditors, small tradesmen, called at his house the other morning, but he didn't call the meeting. He relates his experiences somewhat as follows: The tailor, on account of my breeches of faith, took measures to collect, aud gave me fits. The bootmaker's temper got the upper hand of him. At la-t i waxed angry, too, and in the end, poor sole, gave him the length of my foot. The hatter was mad, and was brimful of impudence; so to crown the whole, or rather to cap the climax, 1 hatter put him out The wine merchant entered with a rye face. "AA'hat ales you, Madeira sir?" said he. "I de-claret's it a shame, this re-port! AA r hat is the horrid-gin of your trouble?" I told him that my stock had gone down, ai\d I couldn't faucet up, so he'd better cork up, which he did. AA'ith my laundress I was in hot water, and she treated me with sad-irony. Then the carriage maker spoke: said he'd brought his re-seat with him; that he was tired giving time since spring to such a-, or to any body else. I threw shafts of ridi cule at him. Ho only answered, "AA'heel see." The baker was naturally crusty, and sneered at me as being fancy bread, and not well baked at that; and added how waffle it was for him to be done so brown. The grocer was spice-y in his remarks ; said he didn't care a fig for me; that 1 was noth ing butter fraud to make him weight so long; aud actually threatened me with as-salt. However, when he saw it was fruit-less he sub-cidered. upon which I said, "Cheese it! let us soap for the best" Then 1 was bored by the carpenter. He was sharp and cutting; said things didn't auger well a bit, and that I was beneath his level; timt 1 wasn't on the square with him, and adze t hat he saw jilaue-ly that I meant, to chisel him out of his money, but ho would compass me yet. The butcher tried to fore stall matters, when he heard my affairs were out of joint, but he hadn't much at steak, so he went bis weigh. Even the fishmonger, in his basso voice, called me a scaly fellow that he'd like to fin ish off. The milkman, when he heard what had occurred, said: "You have such a wliey about you, I think I can wait." Said I: "You water." Trinkle is almost crazv in the midst of the holidays, and no wonder. He swears that if such is the punishment for debt, he will never go there again. Hough on Philadelphia. [Excbam-e. ] The New- York people have a great con tempt for the residents of such small town! as Boston an l Philadelphia. Mr. George AY r ashington Childs was in New York not long since, and on being introduced to a gentleman who was born and had lived all his life on Manhattan Island the latter said: "Are you still living in—in what ii. tha name of that little town over in Pennsyl vania ?" "Philadelphia?" suggested Mr. Childs. "Yes, I believe that's the name of the town. Are you still living there in—what did you say the name of the jilace was?" "Philadelphia." "Yes, Philadelphia. Are you still living there?" "Yes, that is still my -home," replied Childs. "Yes, I suppose it must be very still there. Mr. Childs, I would like to ask you a ques tion." "Go ahead." "Mr. Childs, do you live in Philadelphia iu order to be considered eccentric?" A British Folitical Joke. [Max O'Rell.] At a Conservative meeting a man was sees iu the hall hawking about a basket of puj> pies for sale. "Good Conservative puppies," he cried; ''who 11 buy some good Conserva tive puppies?" A few days after he offered the same puppies at a great Liberal meeting. "Good Liberal puppies," ha went about cry ing; "who'll buy some excellent Liberal pup pies?" "AA'hy, you ra*cal," said a gentleman to him, "I heard you, tha other day, offering these as Conservative puppies ; w hat do you mean by it?" "Ah! true, your honor," he returned; "they were blind then, but now their eyes have been opened."