Daily Greencastle Banner and Times, Greencastle, Putnam County, 8 September 1897 — Page 2

THE DAILY BANNER TIMES, GREEN CASTLE, ENDIAITA.

A PLANNED AFFAIR.

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HEIR tnarriagp had been planned from their birth. The j two fond mothers, I

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schoolmates and I stanch friends, on | being blessed one j with a son the olher with a daughter,

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that their cup of

happiness would be full when their children ueraine of age to be united in marriage. As the children, Pierre and Alice, grew, they gave fair promise of fulfilling their mothers' wish. Before their lips had framed their first words their arms had been stretched toward

each other.

As time went by they would say to Pierre: "Be careful of your little fiancee!" And he took the role seriously, looking with pride on the growing beauty of the little girl. "Mother, don't you think Alice is prettier than any other little girl ?' ‘ Pierre sometimes asked. "Yes, yes, dear; love her fondly and be proud of her." Pierre was also a pretty child, with an air of distinction. Straightforward, sensible, kind hearted, he had always evinced a strong aversion for lying or

deception.

"How clever Pierre is. mother." "Yes, my child; and how much you should love him." And the mothers when together would repeat to each other these words of their children. There came a time when the two children's heads were on a level with

each other.

“Hurry up, Pierre,” they said to him, “or your little wife will beat you grow-

ing."

"So long as they are of the same height,” said the mothers, consolingly, "it does not matter; but she must not be the taller of the two." They tried gymnasium, riding, fencing; nothing availed. Pierre’s stature remained stationary, while Alice developed every day. This fact only amused

Alice.

“I shall be the taller,” she would laughingly say, "and my husband will have to obey me, for if It came to anything serious, 1 certainly am the strong-

er."

"Yes, I am sure you would prove stronger than I,” poor Pierre would answer in the same tone, though his laugh was forced. The fond mothers still planned for the projected union of their children, interspersing their conversation with instances of short husbands and tall wives, who not only appeared well enough together, but seemed satisfied with each other. But poor Pierre now knew that his stunted growth was a serious obstacle to the consummation of his happiness. His sensitive nature recoiled from taking a step which would expose him for life to the ridicule of outsiders and the pity of those dear to

him.

He began by shutting himself up in his study, appearing only at meals. The family saw him less and less, until by degrees he stayed away altogether. He would spend his days in Paris seeking knowledge in its libraries and would return to Versailles after every one in the house had retired. "Pierre loves me no more.” thought Mice, who did not understand that he loved her too much.

THROWN FROM HER HORSE. She grew serious and then sad, without her companion. Her parents urged her to ride and her father gave her a beautiful horse. From that time she never missed a day taking long rides through the country. Her mother, who relied on Alice’s strength and fearlessness,never allowed herself any uneasiness on her account. "She is forgetting him," she thought. And indeed, Alice seemed to think no more of Pierre, and once or twice,when her mother had spoken of marriage to her, she had replied: "Certainly. I am ready. Any one would please me, provided he is tall. Is he a giant? If so, the thing is done.” Pierre often wrote to his family, but he never mentioned Alice in his letters, and the young girl felt much hurt at his silence. She had started very early that morning, but was expected to return for breakfast. The hour had gone by, though, and Alice had not yet returned. Her parents grew uneasy and sent in every direction, but no one had noticed which way she went. Toward noon a wagon drew up In front of the house, the grief stricken mother rushed out to meet a peasant, who explained that an hour before he had seen the daring rider thrown from her horse. Her insensible form was now lying on a mattress inside the wagon. An anxious period followed. Alice was three months in bed, and long before she left It they knew she never

again would be able to resume her termer life. The poor child was lame, and instead of the wild, active life w-hich had been hers, she saw herself forced to drag out a weary existence. A slow walk through the garden and then the long rest in the reclining chair were now her only modes of distraction. Pierre had been advised of the sad accident to his former playmate, and while he dreaded a meeting, he knew he would be expected to come at such a time. Alice from her favorite nook in the garden heard some unusual commotion through the house; her heart beat; she felt it must be Pierre’s arrival that caused such excitement. She would have flown but that she realized her helplessness. Another instant and she saw him appear in the doorway. Now he comes down the steps and advances toward Alice. She rises and he looks fondly on the pale face and bent form so unlike that of the Alice in former days. Poor children, they are on a level now. Pierre takes In his hands the head he loves so much and kisses her forehead, she stretches out her arms and as be clasps her In a loving embrace whispers: “You see -there is a God for lovers, we are matched now—my dearest—my wife.”

FOR WOMAN AND HOME ITEMS OF INTEREST TO MAIDS AND MATRONS. Notes of th« < urrent Fa*hlous rialtInu Frames Still In An Expensive Style—Itolrro Mmle of India Silk Uouseholil Hint*.

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JAILS IN OLDER PARIS. The jails of the capital of France i had an evil reputation under the monarchy and, though the revolution be- ! gan with the destruction of the hastile, the most famous or infamous—of them \ the reign of terror added to the dread j in which they were held by all who were unfortunate enough to come near them as mere spectators. Tighe Hopkins has just brought together a series of anecdotes relating to them and published it under the title of "The Dungeons of Old Paris." None of these prisons has so evil a memory as the Conclergorie. It was not only the most ancient and formidable of them all, but such deeds took place within its walls that its very name is a reproach to the nation which established it. During the revolution | it was named “the ante chamber to the ' guillotine," for more than 2,000 souls j passed under its frowning gates to their death. Of these the greatest in rank was the queen, Marie Antoinette, who slept here before her execution. Soon j after she had mounted the scaffold the i twenty-two Girondins condemned to death within a day were brought into its gates for their last lodging on earth. | Thence, too, passed the dukes of Or- | leans and of Chazun and many others J of the best blood of France. Gen. Beau- j harnais, whose widow was to become Napoleon's only love, was here. So was Lavoisier, the great chemist, of whom Lagrange said, "It look but a minute to cut that head off. It will be a century before France will have another | like it.” And here, too, were Charlotte Corday, Desmoulins, Danton. and, finally, Robespierre himself. The prison of Vincennes was first built by the miscalled John the Good and, after being allowed to fall into a ruinous condition, was restored by Louis XI. Its most distinguished guest was the young pretender, "bonnie Prince Charlie," who, after the signing of the treaty of Aix la Chapelles, was requested to leave France. He refused to obey the command of Louis XV to ! this effect, determining in a moment of ] bravado to attend the opera the very ( evening after lie had received his in- , junction. When the hour arrived he ! set out in spite of the advice of his ' followers, who feared a public scandal, i But the prince only exclaimed. “The more public the better!” and went his way. As he approached the opera house he discovered that it was surrounded by 1,200 soldiers. No sooner had his carriage drawn up at the steps than a body of cavalry massed itself round about and a harsh demand was made on the hot-headed youth for his

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Wayne. Y THE margin of a river, Whose bright waters pour In soft cailence einlless music On the pebbly shore. In a rose-emboW'ered cottage My heart's queen doth reign. Hope and sunshine ever with tier— Happy Jenny Wayne.

As she wanders In the valley Wild birds cease their song In despair at her sweet warbling

While she trips along.

And the lilies in her pathway

Bow their heads in pain

As they look upon their rival—

Peerless Jenny Wayne.

Oh. tier life Is eloudless ever

In her humble home!

For contentment, health and goodness

Dwell beneath Its dome.

Many are the lads who love her—

Love her all In vain,

But I know who owns the heart of

Darling Jenny Wayne.

such brilliant colors that one is almost led to ask what the good is of silk. A parasol is never in style from one season to another, so it is better to go in for two or three cotton ones than put all your money into one silk that will only be pretty for this season, and thereafter be dead loss. Crash is again the craze for wheel suits, for traveling gowns and for general wear. Crash skirts are voted cool and charming for wear with white shirt waists and crash shirt waists are in turn worn with all sorts of skirts. White and linen color is delightfully cool in effect, and crash trimmed with white pique is very dainty. Underskirts of crash trimmed with white embroidered rutiles are very nice for traveling, almost as good

Treatment of Feathers.

White or light colored feathers will not lose their curl if washed in benzine. Then they should be swung in the air until dry. Another plan for treating white feathers is to wash them in warm water and castile soap, rinse three times to remove fully all the soap, pass through a warm solution of oxalic acid and then lightly starch. Dry in a warm room by lightly beating eceb feather against the hand or near the Are. To curl ostrich feathers have a dull knife, with the top hollowed out near the point, if you are going to make a business of it. Hold your fi athers over a fire, but not sufficiently

as pongee. But beware about making the material unless It has been thoroughly shrunk, and remember you take awful chances when you get such material ready made, because after the first fog or rain the stuff will probably shrink three inches in each direction.

"Come and take it!" he sh uted, as he j drew the blade and made a flourisli with it. Before he had any opportunity to do more he was seized from be- \ hind and conveyed to the prison of | Vincennes. Here tie remained only six j days, until Dec. ifi, 1748. when he was ! permitted to join his father in Rome. Later Mirabeau was immured here, ! and in revenge bad the prison turned into a kind of bakery during the last days of the reign of Ixtiiis XVI, after he had become the tribune of the people. Later it was restored to its old I use, and it was here that the Duke d'Engheln met his mysterious fate at the hands of the first Napoleon. Anrlent I’rintins:. Recent investigations in Egypt prove almost beyond question that the wonderful people of the Nile actually printed with movable types as early as the ninth century of our era. Two papyri of that time have been found, and twenty-seven printings on paper of the century following. Indications point ] to all the printing being done by priests, and the perfection of It indicates that it was then no new experiment with the clever craftsmen. It has also been learned that printed paper money was issued in northern Syria during the second crusade, and as early as 794 the government of the caliph of Itagdad owned and operated a paper factory in the town named.— , Pittsburg Dispatch.

A STRIKING COSTUME FOR LATE SUMMER.

An Answer to I'raycr. While Stanislaus Tarback, aged 52, ' was on his knees in his home at Hazel- i ton, Pa., praying for protection during \ a severe storm, he was struck by I lightnlug and instantly killed

near to scorch it, shaking it gently until warm, then holding the feather between the thumb and knife edge draw ,t along quickly, curling the end only. If the feathers are damp at any time the curl may be retained by holding the hat over the five and waving It urtii dry; then place in a o >ol room for the fibers to stiffen. Feathers may also be curled over a knife held near a hot flatiron, the heat making the curl more durable. A little blue in the water in which white feathers are washed improves the color. rutting trami-H titIII In l'*®. Plaiting whole skirts and bodices has been highly fashionable for some time, and it is still done on fine new dresses. Indeed, this revival of plaiting has been confined to rather expensive dresses from the start. It certainly is not an economical method of employing any sort of goods. In the dress shown here, which was salmon pink silk veiled with black crepe de chine, both skirt and bodice were plaited. The top of the skirt was decorated with Russian lace that formed points in hack and front, and similar trimming appeared on the bodice, the points, however, turning upward. The simple collar and belt were black surah. and draped lace epaulettes capped the mousquetaire sleeves. The hat to accompany the dress was pink straw trimmed with mauve black and white, and the pink silk parasol was adorned witht a deep ruffle of the lace that trimmed the gown. Cotton parasols are much in evidence at sea side and mountain resorts, and they are made so elaborately and in

Shall Hoard or Keep llou&e. William and Mary are going to he married, and they are greatly divided in opinion as to whether they shall keep house or board. They have a little means, several thousand dollars, in fact, and when they begin to talk alxtut fitting up a house, it presents very alluring phases to them. Then somebody says how nice it would he to hoard, and that carries the day for the time. No one seems to present arguments strong enough to settle the matter finally, and they have agreed to leave the decision to the editor. They are residents of a large city with charming suburbs, and they sometimes think that a little home of their own would be very desirable. Answer: It is unquestionably a fact that it is far better for young people to begin housekeeping at once, if there are not the very best reasons against it. They accumulate a store of useful and ornamental articles, and by owning their own place and continually making improvements, gradually build up a valuable property. But the most important part of housekeeping is that it cultivates a home habit, and makes or is likely to make domesticity a sort of second nature. If the young wife begins at once her household cares and learns how to order her family affairs aright, it comes much more easy for her when the little ones come to brighten the home, and add to the cares and responsibilities as well, A woman with small children, who begins her household duties after years of boarding house life, Is quite likely to make rather discouraging work of them.

One's own home is. all things considered, a very desirable place to have. Property increases in value, and improvements are continually in progress. Besides all this, children are much better and happier when they ar ■ brought up with a sense of possession of the house they live In. They are more careful and more provident, because it is always in order to save something for the home, something for useful or beautiful things. The habit of care and economy begun in early life is much more likely to be kept up than if there was only rent to pay and no personal interest in the dwelling. By all means buy and fit up your own house, and accept the editor's hopes for your happines and prosperity. One of the most useful articles fot cleaning cooking pots and pans is a wire chain dishcloth. It is now made fastened to a long, smooth, wooden handle,which allows one to use it without putting the hands into the water. The hardy, free-blooming, climbing single rose is one of the most graceful plants for decorating the table. The sprays may be laid upon the cloth in any manner desired, or draped from the chandelier to the table. The blossoms will remain fresh for some time. A small clean whisk broom kept in the clothes basket is the most convenient to use for dampening clothes. Dip the broom into a bowl of clear water and very lightly shake the water over the clothing, fn this manner the work is done more evenly and quickly than if the fingers are employed to sprinkle the water about. Now the time has come again for preparing the little cucumbers for pickling do not forget to add a little horseradish root to tue vinegar the cucumbers are put in; it helps to retain the strength In the vinegar and prevents mold from coming over the top of the liquid. The horseradish leaves, too, are excellent for laying over the top. No particle of cheese, no matter how small, should be thrown away, or alipwed to mold and thus go to waste, for it may be used in many different ways besides the usual rarebit or dish of maccaroni and cheese. nlte, crisp lettuce with a dressing and a little grated cheese scattered over the whole is very fine. Try grating a little cheese upon a -ish of stewed potatoes. Eel Hus Bin «r I lie File*. Nowadays people in civilized regions, endeavor to keep flies out of their houses by having screens placed over their doors and windows. This keeps out the greater number of the little pests, but a few always manage to hnd an entrance through some crevic? or cranny. To dispose of these an ingenious mind suggests the following: Near the tops of the screen doors and window screens pm c'.i several holes from the insiue with some instrument about the size of a lead pencil, thus leaving slightly funnel shaped apertures, having a rough, jagged edge on the outside. This renders it impossible for the flies to enter through these holes, while the flies which have strayed into the house the first time they light on one of the screens crawl to the upper part, and seeing these holes, imagine there is some place where they are not wanted on the other side, and out they go. "In this manner.” said a fly trap dealer, "a in.use can be kept perfectly free from flies.” Bolero Mail® of liulla Silk. It is always an open question whethe - the white dress is suitable for street wear It has a peculiar home look that prevents many women from wearing it outside of the sacred precincts of their own house. But this season there e imes so many little jackets to wear over the white dress jackets that are light and caul—that the objection to It has been largely overco me. The nicest of all these little jackets is made entirely of India silk. Any little figured design is used, and the silk is Inexpensive, a 20 or 40 cent silk being as nice as any that could be wanted. It takes only two or three yards to make a jacket, and, as the design is so simple, it can easily be done a; home. Cut the jacket tight fitting under the arms and seamless in the

hack, like a bolero. The front is open, but a very nice jacket effect is given by two long tabs which fall over the belt down onto the skirt. Trim the ja< ket with bands of satin ribbon, and you have a very nice little garment for summer. It can be lined with very thin silk.

Good judgment is as important as industry.

SHE 1.1 VEh 107 YEARS. REMARKABLE LONGEVITY OF MRS.. HANNAH CHARD.

ill® Kan Away from Horn® tVlien but a I.HI le Tot ami »v®r Itegrotted Her Art—Saved from Death by a Walch Dog.

HEN Aunt Hannah Chard of Ferrell, New Jersey, celebrated her birthday on the 20th of April, 1895, she told the people who came to congratulate her how she ran away from home just one hundred years efore. She had never been orry for It, she declared; and sw persons who run away in hildhood are able to say as much, af-

She was born in New York in 1788, and was the daughter of a German sailor named Miltenberger, who died in her infancy. Her mother was married again to a man who treated the child cruelly. The family removed to Philadelphia; and when she was seven years old, on a spring day when the belated snow covered the ground, little Hannah, though in bare feet and

very thinly clad, ran away and wandered alone about the open region to the southward of the city. Night came on. Cold and hungry, Hannah crept into the porch of a house that s'ood near the road, covering her half-frozen feet with her scanty skirts. This did not warm them, and fearing that they would freeze, she stamped them against the floor of the porch. Then she heard a hoarse voice from within

call:

"Who’s there?” She trembled, and kept quiet. The call was not repeated; but after a time her feet again became so cold that she could not help knocking them against the threshold. Again came the voice: "Who's there, I say? If you don't answer. I’ll shoot through the door!” This did not frighten her much, for she was so cold, so hungry and so unhappy that she did not care if she were shot to death. She did not go away, hut crouched in silence, almost holding her breath; and then something else happened, for around the corner of the house came an enormous animal growling threateningly. Hannah'.heart stood still an instant, and then she saw that the animal was not a wolf nor a bear, but a dog. This reassured her, for so far in her short life it was among dogs she iad found iter only friends. She spoke to the big animal, and held

HANNAH CHARD, out her hand. He came up, smelt the hand, licked it, and lay down beside her. The man inside, having let out the dog, waited to see what would happen. As he heard nothing more, he was sure that no human being was there. If there had been the dog would surely have torn it to pieces; so he left the dog out for further security and went to bed. Meantime the big dog was keeping the little girl warm in the porch. He nestled close to her. and the tired child slept. In the morning, when the man of the house came out, he was astonished to find his savage dog keeping guard over a little shivering girl at his door. He did not share the dog's disposition to adopt her. however, nor did he, on the other hand, restore her to her unkind stepfather. He took her to a charitable institution near by, and then-'e she was "bound out" to a Quaker family who lived on a farm on the battleground of the Brandywine. In those days "binding out” meant a solid servitude until the child's majority, in Hannah's case, it meant helping in ’he work of the kitchen, in caring for the pigs and poultry; R meant rising early In the morning and going to bed early at night; it meant wearing coarse, linsey-woolsey clothes am) sleeping in an attic; it meant very little schooling, but it also meant a larger measure of happiness than she had ever enjoyed before. One of her pleasures was the ranging of the battleground of the Brandywine, where she often picked up bullets and other relics of the fight -sometimes ghastly ones whose full meaning she did not know but which greatly impressed her imagination. At the age of twenty-two Hannah married a young man named William Chard. Though her life had begun so hardly, as if some fate had turned its hand against her, she found now that heaven could be kind as wll as severe. With the husband of her youth she lived happily and serenely for seventy years. William Chard was ninety-one years old when he died and though his wife mourned him deeply, and with reason, she had two good sons. William and Joe! W | th whom she spent her remaining years She celebrated one more birthday after the one which came a century after

her runaway, and was very near celebrating her one-hundred 'i* ninth: for it was on the 23d of M ' ' 1897, that she died. All her birii^^ after her one-hundredth were r* 4 '* celebrations. She was always rp J * to relate the incidents of her ch I* y life in the time which seems n-'» ' belong to an age long past—and n a ,.° ticularly did she like to tell nbaut strange and gruesome things 8 he foi, n j on the battle-ground of the Brandy wine.

Pitt’S Last Hours. On entering his house at Putney 0 his return from Bath, where h.> hM unsuccessfully sought a return l health, Pitt observed a map of Euror,! which had been drawn down from ih" wall; he thereupon turned to his niece, and mournfully said: "R 0ll ’ the map, it will not be wanted the*! ten years.”—Stanhope: Life, chap 4 This was immediately after the battl. of Austerlitz, December 2, 1805, (,v which the Austrian and Russian arm ies were crushed, and the eolation of those powers with England agains' Napoleon destroyed. Only a month before Pitt had said, in reply to a toast to his health at Guildhall: “England has saved herself by her own exertions and will, as I trust, save Europe by her example.” The Hon. Jas. H. Stanhope, who was present at the death o| Pitt, his relative, and made a statement of his last moments, says that the dying statesman uttered these words in a clearer voice than usual "Oh. my country! how I love my coua try!” and never spoke again.

The New Wlxurd. Young Guglielmo Marconi, the Italian electrician, has been attracting a>tentlon in the scientific world for set-

GUGLIELMO MARCONI, era! years. Although only 23 years old, it is said, that he has accomplishei] something that Tesla and Edison experimented for without any great suecess. Marconi claims to be the inventor of the wireless telegraph. While the idea of “wireless telegraphy" is not new, it was deemed by many to be almost impossible to bring it to such perfection that it might be made of practical utility. The Italian says that the distance to which ne has transmittej messages, twelve miles, is only limited by the imperfection of his present appliances. Nicola Tesla declines to comment at length of Marconi's inventions, on the ground that he himself has devoted a number of years to the study of the great problem of transmitting dispatches without wires.

Spurgeon and the Fcrture Agent. When the great preacher, Spurgeon, was at the height of his fame, a wellknown lecture agent wrote him,making him the tremendous offer of a hundred thousand dollars for a preaching tour, asking at the same time for a reply by cable. What was the agent's surprise to receive a cable message, consisting of only three words: “Acts vili, 20.” When the agent had finally produced a Bible he opened it and read these lines: “But Peter said unto him, thy money perish with thee, because thou hast thought that the gift of fiod may be purchased with mo: y." This was the last effort made to induce Spurgeon to do what so many eminent clergymen—men, too. of unquestioned piety—have done, namely,make a show of himself for gold.

MU» Augusta t'ottlon. Miss Augusta Cottlow will soon return from Europe to her home in Shelbyvllle. 111. Miss Cottlow, although not yet done with her studies, has managed to amaze and delight the leading musicians of Europe vith superb performances on the piano. For the past two years she has been studying under Herr Tappert and Prof. Busoni. Miss Cottlow began her musical studies at three years of agf- At 5 she made her dehut in public. At nine she went to Chicago and was placed in charge of Prof. Wolfsohn and began her studies in harmony under

MISS AUGUSTA COTTLOW. Prof. Gleason. She plays the most difficult music from memory. She won New York musicians with her per - formance of Beethoven's concerto la C, which she played with the Thomas orchestra three years ago. She has late - ly turned her mind to composition. Her first piece, "A Romanza” for violin and piano, was published In Germany

"Borgess has untold wealth.” "How do you know?” "I Just saw 'he ta* assessor coming from hfs house.”— Cleveland Leader