Decatur Democrat, Volume 37, Number 42, Decatur, Adams County, 5 January 1894 — Page 6

®he ilfeworcftt DECATUR, IND. |L T.tnrRTTKN, ... Pmtuntn. A mean man can get religion, but be can’t stay mean anti keep it Ninety-fink per cent, of vacant public lands are in the arid region. There's a good deal of difference between frankness, b’.untness and brutality. What delightful experience for Dr. Depew and the Pope to find that each knew all ab<mt the other. The cat has nine lives which shows that nature bad a pretty fair idea of what the cat would have to go through. Let a man wait fifteen minutes on on a corner for a friend, and in five minutes every window in the neighborhood has a woman behind it watching that man “who acts so suspicious ” News of the amicable settlement of the Lehigh strike must be welcome •tidings everywhere. The strike has ■involved all parties concerned in losses which cannot be reimbursed. The winter will be hard enough without a longer continuance of unnecessary idleness enforced by the strike. 1 ' One of the funniest stories about Bernhardt is her assertion that as an actress it was to the church and to the church alone that she owed her calling. Her youth was intoxicated by the music and the pomp of the liturgy, as by the solemn silence which prevailed while the preacher was in the pulpit, and at times she felt as if she was transfigured and was ascending direct to heaven. “After the Ball" will no longer afflict the ears of residents of Mankato, Kan. The city council has so decreed. What a field Congress might make for itself it, instead of wrangling everlastingly over the tariff, silver and other issues which refuse to remain settled, it would resolve itself into a regulator of musical nuisances, following the example of the Mankota solons. Insurance against blindness is, in England, at least, an actual fact. A company there will insure persons between the ages of sixteen and fortyfive at the rate of three shillings a year. In the event of losing their sight, this sum entitles them to a sum of twohundred and sixty dollars a year, payable in quarterly instalments, for so long a period as the blindness continues. “The army is no longer a refuge for drunken loafers," says the superintendent of recruiting service. This remark was made in allusion to the great increase in the number of recruits offered within the last few months. But can it be true that the army has hitherto been “a refuge for drunken loafers?" Do the rules of the service authorize recruiting officers to enroll such persons? Does the remark apply to officers as well as men? Further information on the subject would be interesting. Butter, now indispensable to the meal, was in ancient times used as an ointment. Herodotus, a Greek historian, is the first writer who mentions butter, B. C. 500. The Spartans used it as we do cold cream, and Plutarch tells how a hostess was sickened at the sight of one of her visitors, a Spartan, who was saturated in bufffflr. The Scythians introduced better to the Greeks, and the GerRomans. But the Romans, like the Spartans, anointed their bodies with it. The fate of an empire has often been decided by indigestion. Everybody knows the famous remark about the relation of the length of Cleopatra’s nose to the world’s destiny. If Alexander had not drank one bowl of wine too much he might have prolonged his victories. And now, by eating three hard-boiled eggs at breakfast, Mr. Gladstone has narrowly escaped illustrating the fact that great issues hang on might} 7 small threads. The eggs prompted a severe bilious attack, which almost carried the good old patriarch into the “land o' the leal.” If they had, they would have been infamous in history. . It is high time, that a new conception of Uncle Sam should take the place of the libelous caricature that haJhad its run fora century or more. Where is the artist who seeks fame? Let him give us a picture of Uncle Sam more liberally endowed with meat on his bones, with better fitting clothes and a trifle handsomer face, if possible. Cut his hair, trim up his whiskers and give him an eagle eye—two of ’em. Make his figure a sculptor’s model of strength and beauty. Place in his right hand the Declaration of Independence, the Constitution of the United States as it is, and the Monroe doctrine. Then put a chip on his shoulder and let him alone. ■* ? Further disclosures about the Bank of Rome implicate the government still more deeply. In order so keep up Italian bonds in European markets the bank squandered $5,000,000, which the government agreed to make good, and in an unsuccessful attempt to fulfill this immoral undertaking the bank was authorised to Issue millions of duplicate notes, thus deceiving the public,

robbing its depositors und patrons and corrupting the currency of the country. When a reigning house condescends to swindling its* own subjects its days ought to be short, but Italy has not apparently energy or moans enough even to rebel against betrayal and pillage of itself by its own rulers. The police of Paris are getting hold rapidly of the new anarchist society there. Such organizations always contain a number of informers ready, as soon ar wanted, to tell lies if truth will not serve, and as willing to commit the infamies of anarchy as the infamy of Informing. To such creatures conscience is an unknown thing, The bitter controversy raging in France over the latest outrage is largely due tc knowledge that the police are nov training the wretches to swear to any untruth that may seem necessary to gratify rival faction passion. Dupuy’s official chair and the tenure of Casimir-Perier’s ministry are alike imperiled, not only by the anarchist who threw the bomb but by the other anarchists the informers, panders and instigators of perjury that have become for the hour active in the French capit:d. Samuel N. Clifford keeps a grocery store in Chicago, and, as all grocers should, he possesses sand. Whether he puts any of that sand in his sugar only he knows, and the presumption is that he does not. That he puts it into his daily actions he abundantly proved, for early the othei morning three robbers appeared in his store. They considered them, salves bold, bad men and were armed to the teeth with revolver, hatchet and club. They thought to intimidate Grocer Clifford, who was alone, to rifle his money drawer and run away with his cash. But the grocer would not have it that way. He defended both money drawer and cash with so trusty a pistol and so true an aim that one of the robbers is dead and the other lias a game leg as the result of a bullet inserted in it. Al) of which goes to show that when 7 it comes to preventing robberies tho police are a good thing, but a revolver and sand are better. A South Dakota cowboy named De France, out of work, rode into Chadron, Neb., and in order to get food held up and robbed a mail carrier. He got just 1 cent. Judge Dundy, at Omaha, sentenced the poor fellow, on his plea of guilty, to imprisonment for life. The same judge some time ago sentenced Mosher, the Capitol National Bank robber of Lincoln, who had stolen nearly $1,000,000, to the penitentiary for live years. If the old adage be true, “It is a sin to steal a pin; it is a greater to steal a ’tater,” Mosher should live to be as old as Methuselah and serve that life sentence. If the sentence of both these men is strictly according to law, and a judge has no discretion in extraordinary cases, either of premeditated and deliberate crime or of offenses of impulse as the result of destitution, then the law should be speedily changed. Abuses like these destroy all respect for law and go far to explain, if not to excuse, the claim that so-called legal justice among men is a fraud. The Erie Canal cost the State of New York 844,465,414, and Captain De Puy, who has given many years' study to canal improvement and transportation, claims that if the -State will now complete the improvements recommended by Engineer Seymour in 1881, to dredge it out another foot and lengthen the locks, which will cost only $3,500,000, the canal will be able to carry all the grain of the Northwest at rates that could not be touched by the railroads. By this improved method of canal transportation a steamer or an electric boat could push one canal boat and pull two more, and with a continuous train, such as the canal would accommodate, there could be transported 30,685,920 bushels of grain every day, or 6,444,043,200 bushels in the 210 days of canal navigation each year. The cost of transportation would be reduced to about a quarter of a mill per ton per mile. According to the statistics furnished by the collector at Buffalo this past season of 1893 the Erie Canal carried 48,042,714 bushels of grain, 3,300,012 bushels of seed, or a total of 51,343,626 bushels. Canal stock is taking a fresh start everywhere, and Chicago’s great ship canal is bound to take an important position in the transportation world, regulating the rates of other carriers »s well as opening the way transportation from Chicago to the Gulf of Mexico. The Frog Knew What to Do. Some time ago the Landmark printed a story about a frog taking a stick in its mouth to prevent a snake from swallowing it, and later H. Fetter’s story about a partridge holding a leaf over its body to hide itself from a hawk. A gentleman recently related to us another frog and snake story, equally as good if not better than either of those referred to, which is vouched for by W. A. Myers of tOsbornville, Wilkes County, who, if we remember aright, was an eyewitness of the occurrence. The frog in this instance was a bullfrog. A blacksnake looking for his dinner had seized the frog by the hind leg and attempted to swallow it. The frog seized hold otoa bamboo briar with its mouth and 'held on like grim death, while the snake tugged at Its extremities. The snake wrapped its tail around a convenient shrub to give himself more purchase and leaned back to bis work with a will, but it was no go. The frog held on to the bamboo briar, and as the snake could not pull him loose he finally gave it up as a bad job and retired from the field.—Slatesville Landmark.

TALMAGE’S SERMON. AN ELOQUENT DISCOURSE ON SHORTENED LIVES. K , ~ — • Too MachTlmP Spent In * Punexyrle of I.oußcvity—The TAmptutlonn of HuecMl —Compeneatlonß of Death—The Worth of a Clear Conscience. Between Two Y<n w. Tn the forenoon service at the Brooklyn Tabernacle Sunday, Rev. Dr. Talmage preached on the subject of “Shortened Lives; or, a Cheerful Goodby to 1893.” The text selected was Isaiah Ivii, i, “The righteous is taken away from the evil to come." Wo have written for tho last time at tho head of our letters and business documents the figures 1893. With thia day closes tho year, in January last we celebrate;! its birth. To-day we attend its obsequies. Another twelve months have been cut out of our earthly continuance, and it is a time for absorbing reflection. We all spend much time in panogeric of longevity. Wo consider it a great thing to live to be an octogenarian. If any one dies in youth, we say, "What a pity!” Dr. Muhlenberg in old ago said that the hymn written in early life by his own hand no more expressed his sentiment when it said, I would not live always. If one be pleasantly circumstanced, ho never wants to go. William Cullen Bryant, the great poet, at 82 years of ago, standing in my house in a festal group reading "Thanatopsis" without spectacles, was just as anxious to live as when at 18 years of age he wrote the immortal threnody. Cato feared at 80 years of age that he would not live to learn Greek. Monaldesco at 115 years, writing the history of his time, feared a collapse. Theophrastus writing a book at 90 yJars of age was anxious to live to complete it. Thurlow Weed at about 86 years of ago found life as great a desirability as when he snuffed out his first politician. Albert Barnes, so well prepared for the next world, at 70 said he would rather stay here. So it is all the way down. I suppose that the last time Methuselah was out of doors in a storm he was afraid of getting his feet wet lest it shorten his days. Indeed I some time ago preached a sermon on the blessings of longevity, but in this, the last day of 1893, and when many are filled with sadness at the thought that another chapter o»' their life is closing, and that tlqey have 365 days less to live, I propose to preach to you about the advantages of an abbreviated earthly existence. Industry Inculcated. If I were an agnostic, I would say a man is blessed in proportion to the number of years he can stay on "terra firma,” because after that he falls off the docks, and if he is ever picked out of the depths it is only to be set up in some morgue of the universe to see if anybody will claim him. If I thought God made man "only to last forty or fifty or one hundred years, and then he was to go into annihilation, I would say his chief business ought to be to keep alive and even in good weather to be very cautious, and to carry an umbrella and take overshoes and life preservers and bronze armor and weapons of defense lest he fall off into nothingness and obliteration. But, my friends, you are not agnostics. You believe in immortality and the eternal residence of the righteous in Heaven, and therefore I first remark that an abbreviated earthly existence is to be desired, add is a blessing because it makes one's life work very compact. Some men go to business at 7 o’clock in the morning and return at 7 in the evening. Others go at 8 o’clock and return at 12. Others go at 10 and return at 4. I have friends who are ten hours a day in business, others who are five hours, others who are one hour. They all do their work well—they do their entire work, and then they return. Which position do you think the most desirable? You say, other things being equal, the man who is the shortest time detained in business and who can return home the quickest is the most blessed. Now, my friends, why not carry that good sense into the subject of transference from this world? If a person die in childhood, he gets through his work at 9 o'clock in the morning. If he die at 45 years of age. he gets through his work at 12 o’clock noon. If he die at 70 years of age, he gets through his work at 5 o’clock in the afternoon. If he die at 90, he has to toil all the way on up to 11 o’clock at night. The sooner we get through our work the better. The harvest all in barrack or barn, the farmer does not sit down in the stubble field, but, shouldering his scythe and taking his pitcher from under a tree, he makes a straight line for the old homestead. All we want to be anxious about is to get our work done and well done; the quicker the better. Again, there is a blessing in an abbreviated earthly existence in the fact that moral disaster might come upon the man if he tarried long. A man who had been prominent in churches, and who had been admired for his generosity and kindness everywhere, for forgery was sent to State Prison for fifteen years. Twenty years before there was no more probability of that man’s committing a commercial dishonesty than that you will commit a commercial dishonesty. The number of men who fall into ruin between fifty and seventy years of age is simply appalling. If they had died thirty years before, it would have been better for them and better for their families. The shorter the voyage the less chance for a cyclone. o Perils of Success. There is a wrong theory abroad that if one’s youth be right, his old age will be right. You might as well say there is nothing wanting for a ship’s safety except to get “fully launched on the Atlantic Ocean. I have some-, times asked those who were schoolmates or college mates of some great defrauder: "What kind of a boy was he? What kind of young man was he?” and they have said: “-Why, he was a snlendid fellow. I had no idea he could ever go into such an outrage.” The fact is the great temptation of life sometimes comes far on in midlife or in old age. The first time I crossed the Atlantic Ocean it was as smooth as a millpond, and I thought the sea captains ana the voyagers had slandered the old ocodn, and I wrote home an essay for a magazine on “The Smile of the Sea,” but I never afterward could have written that thing, for before we got home we got a terrible shaking up. The first voyage of life may be very smooth; the last may be a euroclydon. Many who start life in great prosperity do not end it in prosperity. The great pressure of temptation comes sometimes in this direction: At about 45 years of age a man’s nervous system changes,’and some one tells him he must take stimulants to keep himself up, and he takes stimulants to keep himself up until the stimulants keep him down, or a man has been going along for 30 or 40 years in unsuccessful business, and here is an opening where bv one dishonorable action he can lift himself and lift his family

from all financial embarrassment He attempts to leap the chasm, and he falls into IL Thon it Is in after life that tho great temptation of success comes. If a man make a fortune before 30 years of ago, ho generally loses it before 40. Tho solid and the permanent fortunes for tho most part do not come to their climax until midlife or in old age. The most of the bank presidents have white hair. Many of those who have been largely! successful have boon full of arrogance or worldliness or dissipation in old age. They may have lost their integrity, but they have become so worldly and so selfish under the influence of large success that it is evident to overyboiy that their success has been a temporal calamity and an eternal damage. If a soldier who has l>oon on guard, shivering and stung with the cold, pacing up and down tho parapot with shouldered musket, is glad wuen some one comes to relieve guard and he can go inside tho fortress, ought not that man to shout for joy who can put down his weapon of earthly defense and go into tho King’s castle? Who is the more fortunate, tho soldior who has to stand guard twelve hours, or the man who has to stand guard six hours? Wo have common seuso about everything but religion, common sense about everything but transference from this world. The Evil to Como. Again, there is a 1 lossing in an abbreviated earthly existence in tho fact that one escapes so many bereavements. The longer we live the more attachments and the more kindred, the more chords to be wounded or rasped or sundered. If a man live on to 7u or 80 years of age, how many graves are cleft at his feet? In that long reach of time father and mother go, brothers and sisters go, children go, grandchildren go, personal friends outside the family circle whom they had loved with a love like that of David and Jonathan. Besides that,some men have a natural trepidation about dissolution, and ever and anon during4o orso orOOyearsthis horror of their dis-olution shudders through soul and body! Now, suppose the lad goes at 16 years of age. He escapes 50 funerals, 50 caskets, 50 obee?uies, 50awful wrenchingsof the heart. t is hard enough for us to bear their departure, but is it not easier for us to bear their departure than for them to stay and bear 50 departures? Shall we not, by the grace of God, rouse ourselves into a generosity of bereavement which will practically say, "It is hard enough for me to go through this bereavement, but how glad I am that he will never have to go through it!” So I reason with myself, and so you will find it helpful to reason with yourselves. David lost hie son. Though David was King, he lay on the earth mourning and inconsolable for some . time. At this distance of tim», which do you really think was the one to be congratulated, the short lived child or the long lived father? Had David died as early as that child died, he would in the first place have escaped that particular bereavement, then he would have escaped the worse bereavement of Absalom, his recreant son, and the pursuit of the Philistines, and the latigues of his military campaign, and the jealousy oi Saul, and the perfidy of Ahithophel, and the curse of Shimei, and the destruction of his family at Ziklag, and, above all, he would have escaped the two great calamities of his lite, the great sins of uncleanness and murder. David lived to be of vast use to the church and the world, but so far as his own happiness was concerned, does it not seem to you that it would have been better for him to have gone early? Now, this, my friends, explains some things that to you have been inexplicable. This shows you why when God takes little children from a household he is very apt to take the brightest, the most genial, the most sympathetic, the most talented. Why? It is because that kind of nature suffers the most when it does suffer and is most liable to temptation. God saw the tempest sweeping up from the Caribbean, and he put the delicate craft into the first harbor. “Taken away from the evil to come.” Again, my friends, there is a blessing in ah abbreviated earthly existence in the fact that it puts one sooner in the center of things. All astronomers, infidel, as well as Christian, agree in believing that the universe swings around some great center. Any one who has stuaied the earth and studied the heavens knows that God's favorite figure in geometry is a circle. When God put forth His hand to create the universe, He did not strike that hand at right angles, but He waved it in a circle and kept on waving it in a circle until systems and constellations and galaxies and all worlds took that motion. Our planet swinging around the sun, other planets swinging around other suns, but somewhere agreat hub around which the great, wheel of the universe turns. Now, that center is Heaven. That is the capital of the universe. That is the great metropolis of immensity. Knowledge at First Hand*. Now, does not our common sense teach us that in matters of study it is better for us to move out from the center toward the circumference rather than to by on the circumference, where our world now is? We are like those who study the American continent while standing on the Atlantic beach. The way to study the continent is to cross it or go to the heart of it. Our standpoint in this world is defective. We are at the wrong end of the telescope. The best way to study a piece of machinery is not to stand on the doorstep and try to look in, but to go in with the engineer and take our place right amid the saws and the cylinders. We wear our eyes out and bur brain out from the fact that we are studying under such groat disadvantages. Doesmot our common sense teach us that it is better to be at the center than to bo clear out on the rim of the wheel, holding nervously fast to the tire lest we be suddenly hurled into light and eternal felicity? Through all kinds of optical instruments trying to peer in through the cracks and" the keyholes of heaven—afraid that both doors of the celestial mansion will be swung wide open before our entranced vision—rushing about- among the apothecary shops of this world, wondering if this is good for rheumatism, and that is good for neuralgia and something else is good for a bad cough, lest we be suddenly ushered into a land of everlasting health, where the inhabitant never says, “I am sick.” What fools we all are to prefer the circumference to the center. What a dreadful thing it would be if we should be suddenly ushered from this wintry world into the . May time orchards of Heaven, and if our pauperism of sin and sorrow should lie suddenly broken up by a presentation of an Emperor’s castle, surrounded by parks with springing fountains and paths up and down which angels of God walk two and two! We stick to the world as though we preferred cold drizzle to warm’ habitation, discord to cantata, sackcloth to royal purple as though we preferred a piano with four or five keys out bL tune to an instrument fully attuned — as though earth and Heaven had exchanged apparol and earth had taken

on bridal array and Heaven had gone into deep mourning, all its waters stagnant, all Its harps broken, all chalices cracked at the dry wells, all tho lawns sloping to the river plowed with gravel, with dead angels under the furrow. Oh, I want to break up my own infatuation, and I want to break up your infatuation for this world. I tell you if we are ready, and if our work is done, the sooner we go tho better, and if there are blessings in longevity, I want you to know right well there are also blowings in an abbreviated earthly existence. A Forlanat* Encups. If the spirit of this sermon is true, how consoled you ought to foel about members of your families that went early. “Taken from the evil to come,” this"book says. What a fortunate escape they had! How glad wo ought to fuel that they will never have to go through the struggles which we have had to go througn. They had just time enough to get out of tho cradle and run up tho springtime hills o'this world and see how it looked, and then they started for a bettor stopping fdacc. They were like ships that put nat St. Helena, staying there long enough to let passengers go up and see the barracks of Napoleon s captivity and then hoist sail for the port of their own native land. They only took this world “in transitu.” It is hard for us, but it is blessed for thorn. And if the spirit of this sermon is true, then wo ought not to go around sighing and groaning because another year has gone. But we ought to go down on one knoo by tho milestone and see the letters and thank God that we are. 365 miles nearer home. We ought not to go around with morbid feelings about our health or about anticipated demise. We ought to be living, not according to that old maxim which I usodno hear in my boyhood, that you must live as though every day were tho last; you must live as though you were to live forever, for you will. Do not bo nervous lest you have to move out of a shanty into an Alhambra. On Christmas morning one of my neighbors, an old sea captain, died. After life had departed, his face was illuminated as though ho was just going into harbor. The fact was, he had already got through the “Narrows.” In the adjoining room were tho Christmas presents waiting for his distribution. Long ago, one night, when he had narrowly escaped with his ship from being run down by a great ocean steamer, he had made his peace with God, and a kinder neighbor or a better man you would not find this side of Heaven. Without a moment’s warning the pilot of the heavenly harbor had met him just off the lightship. The captain often talked to me of the goodness of God, and especially of a time when he was about to go in New York harbor with his ship from Liverpool, and he was suddenly impressed that he ought to put back to sea. Under the protest of tho crew and under their very threat, he put back to sea, fearing at the same time he was losing his mind, for it seemed so unreasonable that when they could get into harbor that night they should nut back to sea, and the captain said to his mate, “You will call me at 10-o'clock at night.” At 12 o’clock at night the captain was aroused and said: “What does this mean? I thought 1 told you to call me at 10 o’clock, and here it is 12.” “Why,” said the mate, “I did call you at 10 o’clock, and you got up, looked around and told me to keep right on this same course for two hours, and then to call you at 12 o'clock.” Said the captain: "Is it possible? I have no remembrance of that.” At 12 o'clock the captain went on deck, and through the rift of the cloud the moonlight fell upon the sea and showed him a shipwreck with 100 struggling passengers. Ho helped them off. Had he been any earlier or any later at that point of the sea he would have been of no service to those drowning people. On board the captain’s vessel they began to band together as to what they should pay tor the rescue and what they should pay for the provisions. “Ah,” sayf“lhe captain, "my lads, you can’t pay me anything. All I have on board is yours. I feel too greatly honored of God in having saved you to take any pay.” Just like him. He never got any pay except that oi his own applauding conscience. Oh, that the old sea captain’s God might be my God and yours. Amid the stormy seas of this life may we have always some one as tenderly to take care of us as the captain took care of the drowning crew and the passengers. And may we come into the harbor with as little physical pain and with as bright a hope as he had, and if it should happen to be a Christmas morning when the presents are being distributed and we are celebrating the birth of Him who came to save our shipwrecked world, all the better, for what grander, brighter Christmas present could we have than Heaven? The Biter Bit. A new story is told of Oliver Walton, who in his day was the greatest dealer tn good horses near Boston. On one occasion he camo into Maine and bought an • ■extra good” horse for one hundred dollars. The horsebreeder was one of the niggardly kind, and asked: "How are you going to lead the horse away?” “With that halter, to be sure, said Walton, busy counting out the money for the horse. “No, sir,” said the breeden “the halter don't go with the horse; U belongs to me. I did not sell you that” “What—not let me have a (Uniter

after I have, civen you your price for the horse?” asked old Oliver. “What do you want for it?” “A dollar, sir,” said the farmer. “All right,"said Walton; “here Is th ■ dollar." He put the rest of the money into his pocket, then stepped quickly tp the horse’s head and remarked, “I will take the halter, but I guess 1 will not take the horse." He took off the halter, let the horse go loose, and the breeder had man y a long day in which to repent of his overreaching. At the Fire. There is a little story that the Saunterer heard a few days ago that is not so bad in its way. A cockney bad been to a tire and he proceeded to tell another cockney about it: “Oh! d»t was adalsy fire, and right in the midst of it a chap came to the third-story winder an’ leans out an’ yells, •Saye me! save me!” “We looks up at him an’ jwp yells. •Jump yer bloomin' idiot'” “But he wouldn’t jump. He just hangs there a yellin’, ‘Save me! save me!’ “Den we calls to him agin—““Jump, jump, yer bloomin’gbloot! We’ve got a blanket:’ “Den he jumped. An' I thought we’d die a-laughln’. We didn't have no blanket!” —Boston Budget. Bread crumbs cleanse silk gowns.

GOAL. Enormous Pt6ifil4*W Minoa of the , ; United StnUm A bulletin has been published by the United States geological survey setting forth tha coal pod action of the country In the cour»e of tho year, which contains some interesting figures. From these it appears that the total production of all kinds of ooal in 1892 wus 160,115,421 gross tons, or 179,329,071 not tons. Thia includes the coal used at tho mines In the work of operating and ventilating them. It also includes the coal consumed by the employ os at the m nes. The anthracite coal producing States are Pennsylvania, Colorado, New Mexico and V irglnia. It is unnecessary to state that Pennsylvania leads all other sections in its production of anthracite. The other territories mentioned produce so little of this kind of coal that they are hardly worth considora'Joo in this respict, though the smallness of the yield in some cases is due as much to the lack of enterprise in developing their resources aS to any other reason. Os tho total productlons.of anthracite Pennsylvania furnished 46,850,45 G gross or 52,472,504 net tons, the value of which is placed at $82,4 )2,0>0. That would represent but a little over $l5O per ton, the value at the mouth of the mine. By the time it gets to the consumer in Chicago it has increased more /nan fourfold. Colorado’s production of anthracite was 62,863 net tons. There is plenty of anthracite in that State, but the attention of those engaged in developing its resources has been so engrossed with silver that they have hardly thought their coal resources deserving ot consideration. New Mexico furnished to consumers but 2,100 net tons during the year. The weather Is so warm down there all the year round that coal bills do not cut much figure in the expenses of t e people. Virginia produced for the year only 657 tons of anthracite, a quantity 100 small to be noticed in the general supply. The production ot Pennsylvania n 1892 Increased by 1,613,758 gross tons, or 1,807,073 short tons over that of 1891. The increase in value was SB, 497,265. Bituminous products for 1892 amounted to 113,264,971 gross tons, or 126,856,567 net tons, the value of which was $125,124,381. This was an increase of 7,996,000 gross tons, or 8,955,529 net tons, as compared with the previous year, the increase in value being $7,935,981. This production of coal gave employment to 341,943 persons exclusive of the number engaged in Its distribution, of this number 129,050 were employed in tho anthracite mines and 212,893 in the bituminous mines. The average number of days the former worked in the year was 198 and the average number of days the latter were employed was 219. The average working time of both was 212 daya

Sudden Recovery. Mrs, Lucinda Ems was a good woman, and a “church member,” but not a perfect saint She was quick with her tongue, but in all other respects was commonly a little behindhand. When Mr. Ems’ carriage was seen starting for church the neighbors knew it was about ten forty-five. Service began at tenthirty, and the Ems’ always arrived shortly before eleven. Mr. Ems, it should be said, was by nature -quick of movement and giveu to punctuality. Mrs. Ems was an invalid—“a professional invalid,” old John Hanson used to say, when her case was mentioned. If nothing else -ailed her she was “rather run down." Sometimes she had a cold; at other times her appetite was poor. She was “never very strong, you know,” and there was no doubt that Doctor Turnbull esteemed her as one of his most profitable patients. At somewhat regular Intervals she took to her bed and made ready to depart There was no uncertainty about it; the end was near. But hitherto she had recovered, and as was perhaps natural, the neighbors and even her husband became used, alter a while, to seeing her upon her deathbed. She Is dead indeed now, good „woman, and her husband, too; but the townspeople still relate the manner in which she was once raised suddenly from what she had confidently spoken of as her last illness. She had been in lied for three days, and as she herself said, was “growing weaker every minute.” She called her husband to her side. “1 am going. Benjamin,” she said in afefible voice. “Don’t mourn for me too much. We sha'n’t be separated very long. I shall be waiting for you on the other shore. ” “Well, dear," said Mr. Ems, who saw nothing so very alarming in Lucinda’s symptoms, “well, mydear, I hope you won’t get out of patience waiting foi me up yonder; but if the time seems long you can remember that in this world I always bad to wait for you.” The unexpected retort gave the invalid’s nervous system just the needed “jog." She sat Up in bed the next minute, and in half an hour was in the kitchen. A New Insect Enemy. We have just received from a fruit grower in the Hawaiian Islands a box containing several specimens of a very destructive leaf-eating beetle. It is a species of the Diplotaxus, and as yet is unknown ,in California. Specimens of leaves accompanying the beetles show that they feed upon the peach, orange, grape, in fact any and all kinds of fruit trees. To destroy this beetle use twenty pounds ot sulphur and five ounces of Paris green, or in like proportion; mix well and dust over the plants or trees, though we would not recommend the use of Paris green on peach trees. Our quarantine officers should watch importations from these islands and prevent the introduction of the Insect pest into the State We are informed that this beetle reached the Hawaiian Islands from Japan, and it is there known as the “Japanese bug,'” or leaf eater.—California Fruitgrower. " A medical journal tells of a man who lived five years with a ball in his head. We have known ladies to live twice as long with nothing but “balls" in their heads.

HQUSE TO LET. The Little Woman IVun't to Be IHrtldoaod Without a Klek. "It you can’t pay your rent more promptly, out you go,” the hard, unfeeling landlord said, and to verify the words ho tacked up a card in front of tho house, a card he always kept ready for emergencies, ana which ho had brought with him: ■ TO LKT. “We’ve lived here for live years and von haven’t lost a dollar by us. When George comes homo he’ll have tho money," said the little woman, who, with her small family, occupied the house. “1 want my money when it’s due, not two week’s afterward," reiterated the landlord;- “I’m losing flesh and turning gray trying to collect my rente,” and bo shuffled off. “He’s dead mean,” said the little woman; he's a sharx, that’s what he is •’l'd like to see him get me out when I pay rent regularly—ls it ain't just to the minute." Then she sat down and formulated a little plan of action, which is always victorious. Ting-a-llmr-a ling at the door bell. “This house to let?” "Yes, ma’am. ” “Can I go through it?” “Certainly; walk r ght In.’’ Then the little woman opened a door. “This is the parlor. It’s new papered. We did it ourselves on account of the dampness." “Oh, is the house damp? Is that why you are moving?" “Here's a bedroom off —very convenient When the children had scarlet fever I used this room for them—" “You don’t mean to say you’ve had scarlet fever—" “It was very light They were much worse off with' the measles. Come upstairs, ma’am. Are you afraid of typhoid—’* “Good gracious, let me out! I wouldn't have the house as a gift!” “Oh, there's no danger. It’s a very convenient house if it isn’t healthy. There's an undertaker in the next block and the doctor lives next dour. His bell keeps us awake all night" She repeated this formula 100 times a day until renters shunned the bouse as a plague spot and the puzzled landlord tore down the card and renewed the lease. Gave Him a Costly Mitten. Not satisfied with having gives him the mitten in the most approved style, a handsome Louisville girl was is noted for her quickness and wit recently played a practical but costly joke on an overambitious lover, who lives in one of the smaller towns in the State. The man, says the Post, became enamored ot her several months ago, and since then he has written her dally begging her to share her heart and hand with him. His letters were ot no avail, however, and several days since she received a scorching letter from him demanding the return of his letters and denouncing her as a flirt She realized that he was playing “the indifferent racket,’’ and while she meant to return the letters as soon as possible, she did not think it a matter of much ' importance. A day or two later she received a second letter, even warmer than the first demanding the return of the letters immediately and laying special stress on those containing his proposals of marriage. That afternoon the young lady sent the package by express. Ordinarily the charges, if no value was placed on it, would not have exceeded 50 cents but the young woman placed a value of SSOO on it, and the rejected lover had to give up 85.80 to obtain his letters. Truly Wonderful. The personal habits of one nation are sometimes fearful and wonderful In the extreme to the citizens of other landa When the Emperor William visited Rome, he was assigned apartments in the Quirinal. The rooms had leen newly furnished and tilled with flowers, and the Italians whs had inspected them were delighted with the result of their hospitable forethought More especially were they pleased with the dressing room, which one and all pronounced to be beautiful and “truly-wondt rfuL” An Englishman, having heard this encomium, when he visited the apartments, pressed forward to that room with some curiosity. What was his disappointment, however, to find it merely an ordinary bathroom, filled, of course, with modern bathing appliances. A remark of an Italian friend soon disclosed one cause of the general wonderment. “Do you suppose he will use that?” asked the Italian, pointing to a shower bath. “I suppose he will.” “With cold water?" “Yes, of course!” “Then," drawing a long br-ath, “then he is a truly wonderful man!" Branding Criminals in China. Finding that long terms of imprisonment and flogging do not check robbery and piracy and systematic practice of imposition on strangers in the nature of thievery in the Soochow district, the authorities have resolved to try branding. For the first offense the thief is to be branded on tho right cheek, and for the second on the left cheek. The brand is to bo the Chinese sign for the word thief. As tho Chinese have a superstitious horror of all facial disfigurement the belief is entertained that the new punishment will check the criminal element —Sacramento Reoord- Union, ft ■■ ■ i i-~r M She Got a Seat. A young woman who is a pew holder in the Cathedral was refused admittance to her scat by anothei woman who was occupying a portioa of her pew and who sa:d she was re; - serving the other part for some friends. The owner stepped into the next seat and from there over tha back of the seat into her own pew.— Buffalo Courier. "What did Hicks say when his wife called him a crank?" “Told hr r she was something of a windlass herself." An affair of the heart—The circulation of the blood.