Democratic Sentinel, Volume 2, Number 23, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 19 July 1878 — Page 4

THE GOOD OLD FARM. BY BEV. LKANDEB H. COAN. “ There ’h got to be a revival Uv good sound sense among men, Befote the days uv prosperity Will dawn upon us again. The boys must learn that learnin’ Means more'n the essence uv books; An’ the girls must learn that beauty Consists in more’n their looks. “ Es the boys all grow up savants, Studyin’ rocks ’n’ bugs, An’ the girls grow up blue stockin’s Or < xperts in kisses ’n’ hugs Who’ll keep the old plow in order, Or fix up the traces ’n tugs ; Who’ll sweep the floor uv the kitchen, Or weave up the carpets ’n’ rugs ? •* Before we can steer clear of failures, An’ big financial a’arms. The boys have got to quit clerkin’ An’ git back onto the farms. I know it ain’t quite so nobby, It ain’t quite so cany, I know, Ez pa> tin’ y’ure hair in the middle An’ stttin’ up for a show. “ But there’s more hard dollars in it, An’ more iud< pendence, too. Au’ more real peace and contentment, An’ fatalth that is ruddy an’ true. I know it takes years of labor, But yu’ve got to ‘ hang on ’ in a store Before you can earn a pood livin’, An’ clothes, with but little more. “An you steer well clear uv temptation On the good old honest farm, An' a thousand ways ’n' fashions That only brings ye to harm. There ain’t but a few that can handle w it lx safety other men's cash, An’ the fate uv many who try it Proves human natur’ is rash. “ So, when the read to State’s prison Lays by the good old farm, An’ the wan sess a toil’n' brother Well out uv the way of bairn, He moun s’t he hadn’t staid there A-tillin’the soil in peace, Where he’ll yet creep tack in dishonor After a tardy release. “ What hosts uv ’em go back broken In health, in miud, ’n’ purse, To die in sight uv the clover, Or linger a'or g, which is worse 1 An’ how many mourn when uicless That they didn’t see the charm, The safety ’n’ independence, Uv a life on the good old farm. So preach it to ’em, parson, Jest lay it out plain ’n’ square, That land flows with milk 'n'honey, That, hea'tti ’n’ peace are there; An’ call back the clerks ’n' tunners, An’ show ’em the peaceful charm That waits to cheer an’ bless them On father’s dear old farm.”

A NOBLE GENTLEMAN.

The Story of an Old Lady. I sat spinning at nay little wheel in the sun, for the autumn day was cold, when I heard some one whistling, and, looking up, there was young ’Squire Turner, with his arms folded on the gate, looking over. When he caught my eye he laughed and blushed ; and I rose and made him a courtesy. He was a handsome gentleman, the ’Squire, and the hand from which he pulled the glove shimmered in the sun with pearls and diamonds ; and he was bonny to look at, with his hair like spun gold in the October sunlight. When I courtesied, he bowed, making his curls dance over his shoulders, and, said iie, “ I’ve spoiled one pretty picture that I could have looked at all day, but I’ve made, another as pretty, so I’ll not grieve. May I come in ?” “ And welcome, sir,” said I; and I sat a chair for him, for he was grandfather’s landlord; but for all that I felt uncomfortable, for I was not used to fine company. He talked away, paying me more compliments than I was used to, for grandmother, who brought me up, always said, “ Handsome is as handsome does,” and “Beauty is but skin deep.” Since I’m telling the story I’ll tell the truth. I had done wrong about one thing. Neither of the old folks knew that I wore Evan Locke’s ring in my bosom, or that we’d tiiken a vow to each other under the hawthorn that grew in the church lane. I never meant to deceive, but grannie was old and a little hard of hearing, and that love of mine was such a sweet secret. Besides, money seems to outweigh all else when people have struggled all their lives through to turn a penny, and they knew Evan was a poor, struggling surgeon. I thought I’d wait a while until I could sweeten the news with the fact that he’d begun to make his fortune. Grannie came in from the dairy five minutes after the ’Squire was gone, and heard he had been there. I didn’t tell her of the fine speeches, but there was a keyhole to the door she came through, and I have a guess she heard them. That night wo had something else to think of. Misfortunes had come upon grandfather; but I didn’t foresee that when the half year’s rent should come due not a penny to pay it with would be found. xA.ll this time Evan Locke and I had been ns fond as ever of each other, and he camo as often as before to talk with grandpa, on the winter nights; and still every little while our young landlord, ’Squire Turner, would ‘ drop in and sit in his lazy way watching me knit or spin. Once or twice he was flushed with wine, and over bold, for he tried to kiss mo. But, ’Squire or no, I boxed his ears for his pains, and no softer than I could help either. I could not help his coming, nor help seeing him when he came, and I did not desire that Evan should be angrv with me. But he was. Eh, so high and mighty, and spoke as though one like the ’Squire could mean no good by coming to so poor a place as the schoolmaster’s.

lie made me angry, and I spoke up. “Forthat matter, the ’Squire would be glad to have me promise to marry him,” said I. “He thinks more of me than you do just now. ” “Maybe you like him better,” said Evan. “I don’t say that,” replied I. “But bad temper and jealousy scarce make me over fond of another. I pray I may never have a husband who will scold me. ” For he had been scolding me. Th£re was no other name for it. - Well, Evan was wroth with me and I with him—not heart, deep, though I thought—and I did not see him for more than a week. I was troubled much, though. I knew he would come round again, and mayhap ask my pardon. For before you are wed you can bring your lover to his senses when you will. Sol did not fret after Evan’s absence nor quite snub ’Squire Turner, who liked me more than ever. But one night grandfather came in from a lonely ride, and, shutting the door, stood between grandmamma and me, looking at me, and so strangely that we both grew frightened. At last he spoke: “I’ve been to the ’Squire’s,” said he. “For the first time I had to tell him that I could not pay his rent when due.” I opened my lips. Grandmamma’s hand covered them. Grandpa drew me to him.

“ Thou art young, lass,” he said, “ and they are right who call thee pretty. Say could st like the ’Squire well enough to wed him?” ° Eh? cried grand ma. “ Sure, you’re not wandering?” ' J “’Squire Turner asked me for this lass of ours to-night. Of all the women in the there is but one he loves as he should his wife, and that is our Agatha.” “I dreamt of golden rings and a bunch of white roses on Christmas eve ” cried grannie. ‘‘ I knew the lass wouid be lucky.” But I put my head nn grandfather’s shoulder and hid my face. The truth must out, I knew. “ Wilt have him, and be a rich lady ?” said grandpa. And when he had waited for an answer, I burst out with “No’’and a sob together. ‘ She s frightened, ” said grandmamma. ‘ • Nay, we must all wed once in our lives, my child.” Then grandpa talked to me. He told me how poor they had grown, and how kind the ’Squire was, and J had but to

many him to make my grandparents free from debt and poverty their lives through. If I refused and vexed the ’Squire, Heaven only knew what might happen. “She’ll never ruin her poor grandpapa,” sobbed grandmamma. Ah ! it was hard to bear—bitter hard; but now there was no help for it I took the ring from my bosom and laid it in my palm, and told them it was Evan Locke’s, and that I had plighted my troth to him. And grandmamma called me a deceitful wench, and grandfather looked as though his heart would break. Oh I I would have done anything for them—anything but give up my true love.

That night I kissed his ring and prayed Heaven that he might love me always. In the morning it was gone, ribbon and all, from my neck. I looked for it high and low, but found no sign of it. And 1 began to fear the loss of the dear ring was a sign that I would never marry Evan Locke. The days passed on, and he never came near me. “ Oh, it was cruel in him,” I thought, “ to hold such anger for a hasty word he had provoked; when I spoke it that he must know I loved him so.”

And grandma would scarcely look at me (I know why now), and grandpa sighed and moaned, and talked of the workhouse. And I thought I should die of grief among them. One day grandma said to me, “It seems that your sweetheart is not over fond of you, not over anxious to see you.” “ Why not?” said I. “Where has he been this month back ?” “Busy, doubtless,” said I, with a smile, though I thought my heart would burst. “ Perhaps you know all about it,” said grandma. “You are going with him, maybe.” “ Where?” said I. She went to the kitchen door and beckoned in a woman who sat there— Dame Coombs, who had come over with, eggs. “I heard you rightly,” she said. “You told me Evan Locke and his mother were making ready for a voyage.” “They’re going to Canada. My son, a carpenter—and a good one, though I say it—made the doctor a box for his things. The old lady dreads the new country, but she goes for the doctor’s sake. There’s money to be made there, they say. That’s what takes him.” “ I told you so,” said grandmother. “ I don’t believe it,” said I

“ They’ve sold the house, and gone to Liverpool to take ship; and you may find the truth for yourself, if you choose to take the trouble,” said Dame Coombs. “I’m no chatterbox, to tell falsehoods about my neighbors.” And she went away in wrath. And still I would not believe it till I had walked across the moor and had seen the shutters fast closed and the door barred, and not a sign of life about the place. Then I gave up hope. I went home all pale and trembling, and sat down at grandmamma’s knee. “ ft’s true,” said I. “And for the sake of so false a lad •you’ll see your grandfather ruined, and break his heart, and leave me, that have nursed you from a babe, a widow. ” I looked at her as she sobbed, and I found strength to say: “Give me to whom you will, then, since my own love does not want me. ” And then I crept up stairs and sat down on my bedside, weak as though I had fainted. I would have thanked Heaven for forgetfulness just then, but it wouldn’t come.

The next day ’Squire Turner was in the parlor as my accepted lover. How pleased he was, and how the color came back into grandfather’s old face ! And grannie grew so proud and kind, and all the house was aglow, and only I sad. But I couldn’t forget Evan—Evan whom I had loved so—sailing away from me without a word. I suppose they all saw I looked sad. The ’Squire talked of my health, and would make me ride with him over the moors for strength. The old folks said nothing. They knew what ailed me; only our little Scotch maid seemed to think there was aught wrong. Once.she said to me :

“What ails ye, miss? Your eye is dull and your cheek is pale, and your braw grand lover canna make ye smile • ye are na that ill, either.” “ No; I’m well enough,” said I. She looked at me wistfully. “Gin ye’d tell me your ail, I might tell you a cure,” she said. But there was no cure for me in this world, and I couldn’t open my heart to simple Jennie. So the days rolled by, and. I was close on my marriage eve and grannie and Dorothy Plume were busy with my wedding robes. I wished it was my shroud they were working at, instead. And one night the pain in my heart grew too great, and I went out among the purple heather on the moor, and there knelt down under the stars and prayed to be taken from the world ; “for how can I live without Evan?” i said. I spoke the words aloud, and then started up in affright, for there at my side was an elfish little figure, and 1 heard a cry that at first I scarce thought earthly. Yet it was but Scotch Jennie, who had followed me. “ Why do ye call for your true love now ?” she said ; “ ye sent him fra ye for sake o’ the young ’Squire. ” “How dare you follow and watch me ?”

But she caught my sleeve. “ Dinna be vexed,’” she said. “Just bide a wee, and answer what I speer. It’s for love of you, for I seen ye waste like the snaw wreath in the sun sin the ’Squire wooed ye. Was it your will the lad that loved the ground ye trod on should have his ring again?” “ What do you mean ?” I said. “ I’ll speak gin I lose my place,” said Jennie. “ I rode with the mistress to young Dr. Locke’s place past the moor, and there she lighted and gave him a ring, end what she said I know not, but it turned him the tint o’ death, and said he: ‘There’s na a drop o’ true bluid in a woman ’gin she is false.’ And he turned to the wall and covered his eyes, an’ your grannie rode home. There’ ’tis all I ken—wull it do ?” “Ay, Jennie,” said I; “Heaven bless you !” And had I wings on my feet I could not have come to the cottage door sooner.

I stood before my grandmother, trembling and white, and I said: “ Oh, don’t tell me, grannie, you have cheated me and robbed me of my true love by a lie. Did you steal the troth ring from my neck and give it back to Evan, as if from me ? You I’ve loved and honored my life long—l’d rather die than think it.”

She turned scarlet. “ True love ?” said she; “ you’ve but one love now—’Squire Turner.” “ You have done it!” I cried. “ It’s written on your face. ” And she looked down at that and fell to weeping. *‘ My own true love was breaking his heart,” she said. “My husband and I had loved for fifty years. I did it to save him. Could I let a girl’s fancy, worth nothing, stand in my way, and see him a beggar in his old age ? Oh, girl girl!” °

And then I fell down at her feet like a stone. I knew nothing for an hour or more; but then, when I was better, and they left me with Jennie, I bade her fetch my hood and cloak and her own; away I went across the moor in the starlight.to where the hall windows wore ablaze with light, and asked the house, keeper to let me see the Squire.

She stared at me for my boldness—no wonder—but called him. So in a moment he stood before me in his evening dress, with his cheeks flushed and his eyes bright, and led me into a little room and seated me. “Agatha, my love, I hope no mischance brings you here,” he began. But I stopped him. “Not your love, ’Squire Turner,” I said. “I thank you for thinking sowell of me, but even after all that had passed, I—” I could say no more. He took my hand. “ Have I offended you, Agatha?” he said. “ Not you. The offense—the guilt—oh, I have been sorely cheated I” and all I could do was to sob and think he thought me mad. At last strength came to me. I went back to the first and told him all—how we had been plighted to each other, waiting only for better prospects to be wed, and how, when he honored me by the offer of his hand, I angered my grandparents by owning to the truth, and of the ring Grannie had stolen from my breast, and the false message that had sent my promised husband from me. “ And though I never see Evan Locke again,” said I, “still I can never be another man’s true love, for I am his until I die.”

Then, as I looked, all the rich color faded out of the ’Squire’s face, and I saw the sight we seldom see more than once in a lifetime—a strong young man in tears. At last he arose and came to me. “My little Agatha never loved me,” he said. “Ah, me! The news is bad —I thought she did. This comes of vanity.” “ Many a higher and fairer have hearts to give,” I said. “Mine had gone ere you saw me.” And then, kind and gentle as though I had not grieved him, he gave me his arm and saw me across the moor, and at the gate paused and whispered : “Be at rest, Agatha. The Canadian ship Golden George has not sailed yet. ” I liked him better than I had ever done before that night when I told Grannie that I would never wed him. Eh ! but he was fit to be a King—the grandest, kindest, best of living men ; who rode away with the break of the morrow and never stopped till he reached Liverpool, and found Evan Locke just ready to set foot upon the Golden George, and told him a tale that made his heart light and sent him back to me; but our young ’Squire ? Heaven bless him !

And who was it that sent old grandfather the deed of gift that made the cottage his own, and who spoke a kind word to the gentry for young Dr, Locke that helped him into practice ? Still no one but ’Squire Turner, whom we taught our children to pray for every night. For we were married, and in a few years had boys and girls at our knees; and, when the eldest was nigh 2, the thing I needed to make me quite happy happened—and from far over the sea, where he had been three good twelve-months, came our ’Squire, with the bonniest lady that ever blushed beside him, and the hall had a mistress at last—and a mistress who loved the ’Squire as I loved Evan. Eh ! but it’s an old story. She that I remembered a girl I saw in her coffin, withered and old. And then they opened the vault where the ’Squire had slept ten years to put her beside him; and I’ve nothing left of Evan, my life and my love, but his memory, and it seems as if every hope and dream of joy I ever had were put away under tombstones. And even the Golden George, the great, strong ship that would have borne my dear from me, has moldered away on the bottom of the sea somewhere. And I think my wedding-ring is likely to outlast us all, for I have it yet, and I shall be 90 tomorrow. Ninety! it’s a good old age, and it can’t be long now before I meet Evan and the rest in heaven.

Washington’s Will.

Unless something is done very soon to preserve it, Washington’s will and the accompanying notes - will soon be lost. That valuable document is now on file in the office of the Clerk of the Court in Fairfax county, Va. It is kept in a glass case, and, from appearances, the writing has almost all laded away. Owing to its old age it will not bear handling. The Clerk of the Court, some years ago, had it copyrighted, so that now, under the copyright law, he is the only person who has a right to publish it. In the spring of 1876, this Clerk published the will in pamphlet form, and sold a great many copies at the Centennial, and also in other parts of the country. Recently some gentlemen, both for the purposes of a speculation and as a means of having an exact copy, in case the original faded away entirely, or was lost by fire —the building in which it is now kept not being fire-proof—made a proposition to the Clerk of the Court to have the will and accompanying notes, as also the will of Martha Washington, photo-lithographed, but the Clerk refused on the ground that in case this was done it would prevent the sale of the incomplete pamphlet which he had issued, and which does pot purport to give a sac-simile except of one page of the will. Application was then made to the Librarian of the Congressional Library, Mr. Spofford, for flUl purpose of testing the right of this Clerk of the Court of Fairfax county, under the copyright, to hold the exclusive right of control and publication of the will. Mr. Spofford answered that, so far as he knew, the Clerk of that court 'having obtained a copyright, there was no way under the law to get it away from him to have it photo-lithographed, although it was very desirable that a sac-simile should be obtained for preservation as well as for distribution. It seems strange that the law should thus put in control of one man, and his heirs or assigns, the potsession of this more than valuable document, and that the Government has no way to get it from him. The only remaining way is for the Government, or some private individual with the means, to purchase the copyright. Strange as it may seem, this will does not pppear in any of the published lives of or works on Washington, and consequently but few of the people of this country have ever read it in full. It would pay handsomely as a speculation if some enterprising publisher could get the use of the original will to have it photo-lithographed, and it will be news to many readers to know that this document can only be published by the person referred to above.— Washington Cor. Hartford Times.

Herman Schuster’s “Close Call.”

Herman Schuster, of St. Louis, awoke the other morning to find himself dead. That is to say, the newspapers said he was dead, and that his body was at that moment at the morgue. Mr. Schuster went to the place mentioned, and there, sure enough, found himself laid out on a marble slab, dead as anybody could wish to be. The forehead of the corpse was exactly like his own. The mustache likewise. The body would n’t vary in weight five pounds from the weight of his own. The clothes of the inanimate person were as much his own as if he had worn them himself. “Vot ish de golor of his eyes ?” asked Herman of Dr, Ainbaugh. The doctor turned up the corpse’s eyelids and found that the eyes were blue. ‘ ‘ Dot ish petter,” said Herman, with a long sigh of relief. “ Dot ish not mine pody. Dose ice is plue, and mine is plack. Gott in Hirnmell! vot a narrow eshcape—vot a glose gall dose was!” It was the most remarkable case of mistaken identity that St. Louig has had in years.— Buffalo Express.

AGRICULTURAL AND DOMESTIC.

Around the Farm. An Indiana fanner advises planting a few hills of broom-corn, as experience has taught him that for tying shocks or binding fodder this is very much preferable to twine or rye straw. When you see a farmer driving his work instead of his work driving him, it shows that he will never *be driven from good resolutions, and that he will certainly work his way to prosperity. If you are a farmer be a good one. Farm well. Have a good orchard, good garden, good stock, and an intelligent family. Be intelligent yourself, and thus secure the respect of all who know you.— Plowman. Thomas Meehan says the objection against watering when the sun shines on the plants is a purely theoretical one, and appears only in the writings of those who have had but little actual experience. His advice is to water whenever the plants need it. Break hard putty into lumps about the size of hen’s eggs, place in kettle, cover with water and a little linseed oil; boil ten minutes, stirring when hot; pour off the water, and the result, we are informed, will be putty as pliable as when freshly made. A Western gardener says he has saved every one of his cucumber, melon and cabbage plants, during the past five years, and also repelled the potato beetle, by sprinkling with water impregnated with gas tar, repeating the application if washed off by rain.

Many growers do not consider a very early and vigorous growth of the hop vine as indication of a bountiful yield, as the vine often becomes hollow, and sends out unhealthy arms. Some producers are in the habit of removing the earliest shoots to give place to the later and more solid vines. Mention is made in the latest report of the Western New York Horticultural Society of a man who planted quinces, whieh grew well but never bore. Resolved that they should no longer cumber the ground, he poured around them brine from old pork barrels, with intent to kill. He builded better than he knew. The next seaaon the trees were so loaded with fruit that the overburdened branches had to be propped up.

Killing Potato Bugs.—A correspondent of the Country Gentleman says: As the war with potato bugs will soon commence, I will tell my way: Take a light box (a tea-box will do); nail narrow strips of board obliquely across the ends, the upper ends sticking above the upper comers of the box far enough to nail on a cross strip for a handle, so that the side from you will hang the lowest. Take an old broom with a short handle in the other hand ; walk between the rows, brush the bugs into the box and bury them six inches deep, and stamp the earth over them, and they will not trouble you any more. The majority of farmers bend all their energies to producing heavy crops. Everything is crowded tow ard that one end, and in almost all cases the result is an inferior quality. When, however, a prize at an annual fair is to be competed for, quality not quantity is aimed at. What is the inducement in this case ? The money premium, of course. Well, what is the inducement in growing regular crops, but the money price in the public market? And now, again, what is the difference between the two ? Why is not every crop grown for quality? Why should we only under the stimulus of a local exhibition prove that we can grow a good article, and then at once go home and prove that we won’t ? Every man’s experience is, that a good article always pays; then why are poor ones taken to market ? There is but one answer to these questions.—N. Rufus Mason, in Moore's Rural.

Raising Artichokes for Hogs.— Select a field that you do not intend to use for any other purpose, for when once planted it is difficult to get artichokes out of the land. It will produce plants from seed left in the ground. If it were turned to pasture of course the plants would soon die out; but it is better to fence off a portion, plow it up and plant it in artichokes, and every fall let the hogs into the artichoke lot to feast upon the tubers. Late in the spring plow and harrow the lot, keep the hogs out till fall, and there will be a crop of artichokes again to feed the hogs the following winter. If before frost the stocks are cut, cured and stacked up, they will furnish excellent forage for horses, cattle and sheep. They can be dug like potatoes and fed to hogs cooked, which is an improvement. Plant in rows three feet apart, and fifteen inches apart in the row, and run a cultivator between the rows a few times in the spring to destroy the weeds.— Exchange.

About the House. Souffle means something puffed up, and is generally applied to a light kind of pudding made with any kind of farinaceous substance. Potato Noodles.—Grate one dozen of boiled potatoes, add two eggs, a little salt, one half cup of milk, enough flour to knead stiff, then cut in small pieces, and roll long and round, one inch thick, fry in plenty of lard to a nice brown. Egg Toast.—Take and beat up five eggs in a good-sized pan, put a pint of milk in another, then toast seven or eight slices of bread, dip in the milk, then in the egg, fry in hot lard, put on a hot plate and sprinkle with sugar. Very nice for breakfast.

Ants.—Being acid themselves, alkalies are obnoxious; hence chalk, lime or soda are useful, but kerosene oil is infallible when it crosses “their line of march. ” A dish of hickory-nuts will attract the large black ones, and they can be destroyed. To Remove Flesh Moles.—Apply muriatic acid; use the end of a broom straw, and apply to the mole, until it sinks perfectly flat, one application, well applied, only being necessary; it will be sore for over a week, and will come off in a small scab, and soon heal over.

How to Can Strawberries.—Take fresh-picked berries, and add sugar, allowing one cup to » quart of fruit; let them stand a few hours, or over night, then boil in a kettle or pan five minutes; heat the cans, and seal boiling hot. This rule has been successfully tried, and the flavor of the fruit is much nicer than when water is added. To Remove Paint and Putty from Windows. —Put sufficient potash into hot water to make it very strong of it; then saturate the paint which is daubed on the glass with it; let it remain till nearly dry; then rub off hard with a woolen cloth. Pearlash water is also good to remove putty before it is dried on the glass. If it dries on, whiting is good to remove it. Cockroaches and Water Bugs.— These can be trapped and afterward destroyed by placing vessels containing molasses where they abound. A small stick should be laid from the edge of the vessel to the floor. They will not return upon it. Pills of phosphorus will destroy them, and Paris green or powdered borax drive them away. The roots of the black hellebore scattered in their haunts is an infallible remedy. To Kill Bed-bugs,—The only certain cure for bed-bugs is a solution of corrosive sublimate, which may be obtained at the druggist’s. The bedsteads should be taken apart and well washed with cold water and hard soap; then, with a small, flat brush, the poison should be applied to every crack and crevice where a bug

may harbor. The poison should be used once or twice a week, as may be necessary. It is a work of time and patience, but if persevered in this remedy will effectually destroy the bugs. Corrosive sublimate is a deadly poison, and should be kept out of the way of children and servants.

Heart Disease and the Turkish Bath. Perhaps 20 per cent, or more of the whole population of the United States think they have heart disease. Everybody who, under any excitement, feels a little fluttering in the region of the heart thinks it is heart disease. It is taken for granted that a little palpita tion is evidence of disease, and, therefore, it is “extremely dangerous” to take the bath. Never was a greater mistake. In cases where there is real disease of the heart, the danger lies in any sudden or excessive forcing of the blood through the organs, just exactly the opposite effect from that produced by the hot rooms which is, paramountly, to produce an even circulation, and, therefore to relieve the pressure which constitutes the danger of heart disease. To be sure, such a person is liable to die anywhere, and at any moment, but least of all in a Turkish bath, and for the reason just given. There is absolutely no foundation for fear in any gase, and the public need only study the philosophy of the Turkish bath to be convinced of the soundness of our position. We have seen the very worst cases of valvular diseases of the heart treated in the bath, and that after dropsy had set in and the case had been given over as hopeless, but the results have always been favorable, and the best effects have been obtained from the highest temperatures. Of course the bath could no more cure such cases than it could replace an amputated limb, but it has afforded relief and added years of usefulness to lives that were despaired of.— Hartford Times.

A Hard Test.

Ten or a dozen men were enjoying the hotweather which baked the shingles on a ferry-dock saloon yesterday, when a stranger stalked in and inquired of the bartender: ‘ ‘ Have you any mint ?” “ Yes, sir,” was the reply. “And you have sugar, lemons, gin, brandy and so fort;* ?” “I have.”. The stranger turned around to the crowd, noted the sudden increase of interest in each face, and kindly said: “ Gentlemen, I’m going to treat every liar iu this room. Let the liars—the monstrous liars—come forward.” Not a foot moved. “Gentlemen,” continued the stranger in a plaintive tone, “don’t be backward. Juleps wait for all. Every one of you who is known as a liar will please stand up.” Not a man stood. The stranger’s face betrayed keen disappointment," as he ordered a rousing big “mint” for himself, and not a word was spoken in the place while he slowly sipped the cooling liquid through a straw. When he had finished he wiped his mouth and said: “ Well, every truth-teller in the crowd will now stand up. ” Each man rose up with the promptness of a soldier. “ And sit down again,” softly said the man as he made for the door. They would have sat down on him, but great truth-tellers are poor runners. —Detroit Free Press.

The Family Hammer.

True to life is the following from one of the American humorists, upon that exasperating subject, “The family hummer.” No well-regulated family pretends to be without a hammer. And yet there is nothing that goes to make up the equipment of a domestic establishment that causes one-half as much agony and profanity as a hammer. It is always an old hammer, with a handle that is inclined to sliver, and always bound to slip. The face is always as a full moon and as smooth as glass. When it glides off a nail and mashes a finger, we unhesitatingly deposit it in the back yard, and observe that we will never use it again. But the blood has hardly dried on the rag before we are in searcn of the same hammer again, and ready to make another trial. The result rarely varies, but we never profit by it. The awful weapon goes on knocking off our nails, and mashing whole joints, and slipping off the handle to the confusion of mantel ornaments, and breaking the commandments. Yet we put up with it, and put the handle on again, and lay it away where it won’t get lost, and do up our smarting and mutilated fingers; and, after all, if the outrageous thing should disappear, we kick up a terrible hullaballoo until it is found again. Talk about the tyrannizing influence of a bad habit. It is not to be compared with the family hammer.

For the Credit of the Family.

A young gentleman was passing a little girl on Seventh street yesterday who was sitting on the doorsteps and making the air melodious humming over a tune. He was interested by the sweet and intelligent appearance of the child, and accosting her the following dialogue took place: “ Sissy, what’s your pa’s name ?’’ This was politely answered by the little girl. “How many brothers have you?” “ Four or five.” “ How many sisters?” Four or five. ” The young man’s curiosity being satisfied he passed on. The mother of the little 4-year-old (who had neither brother nor sister) overheard the conversation, and calling her in asked her why she had storied to the man, and received the following cute reply: “Well, mamma, I didn’t want the gentleman to think we were so poor as to have no children.”— Columbus (Ohio) Statesman.

Buffalo Horn, the Bannock leader, is described as a small, gracefully-built Indian, with beautiful eyes, not unlike a cross between an eagle’s and an antelope’s. One side of his long hair is bound round with threads of a brown bark, wbich, resembling a buffalo horn, is probably the occasion of his name. He is a very daring rider, a good shot, brave, intelligent and proud as Lucifer, but seems to enjoy the society of the whites.

Good health is a blessing only attained t>y careful attention to the real wants of the body; but by how many ways do we aggravate symptoms and produce diseases it is difficult to cure, frequent among which is Heart Disease, Nervousness, Sleepless or Wakeful nights. Among the many forms of Heart Disease are Palpitation, Enlargement, Spasms of the Heart, Stoppage of the Action of the Heart, Trembling all over and about the Heart, Ossification or Bony Formation of the Heart, Rheumatism, General Debility and Sinking of the Spirits. These troubles can be cured by the use of Dr. Graves’ HEART REGULATOR Send to the sole agent, F. E. Ingalls, Concord, N. H., for a pamphlet of testimonials, etc. ’ For sale by druggists at 50 cents and fl per DOvtlOa No Family should be without a box of Grace’s Salve. In cases of Cuts, Burns, Scalds, Flesh Wounds, etc., where a remedy is wanted immediately, it will be found invaluable. It wifi also cure Ulcers, Felons, Corns, Chapped Hands, Chilblains, old Sores, etc. For upwards of 30 years Mrs. WINSLOW’S SOOTHING SYRUP has been used for children with never-failing siiceess. It corrects acidity of the stomach, relieves wind colic, regulates the bowels, cures dysentery and diarrhea, whether arising from teething or other causes. An old and well-tried remedy. 25 cts. a bottle. The Chicago Ledger is the only red liable Story Paper published in the West, anis sold for half the pr:ca of Eastern papers of the same kind. Three specimen copies sent to any address for Ten Cents. Address, The Ledger, Chicago, Hl.

Young Housekeepers Should not forget that the way to reach a husband’s heart is through his stomach. Use Doolky’s f east Powdeb in making biscuits, bread, cakes, rolls, muffins, etc., and they will be nice, light, digestible and wholesome.

The Great Family Medicine.—Dr. Wilhoft’s Anti-Periodic or Fever and Ague Tonic ! No case of incurable Chills has yet presented itself, where this scientific and iafe medicine has been employed. No case has been found so obstinate as to resist its prompt and masterly action. No man has been so reduced by malarial influences but with its use has come up perfectly reconstructed. No pills er purgative required with this medicine. Wheelock, Finlay & Co., Proprietors, New Orleans. Fob sale by all Dbuogists. . More than twenty years ago we had chills and fever, and the recollection of it makes us shake even now. But this disease no longer terrifies us. Parsons' Purgative Pills are a sure preventive. Cramps and pains in stomach or bowels, or in any part of the body, no matter how severe or what the cause, can be relieved by Johnson's Anodyne Liniment used internally and externally. What will you read when the evenings grow long and cool? Did you ever read The Best Family Paper in the United States? If not, send Ten Cents, and get three specimen copies. Address, The Ledger. Chicago, 111. The Greatest Discovery of the Age is Dr. Tobias’ celebrated Venetian Liniment! 30 years before the public, and warranted to cure Diarrhea, Dysentery, Colic and Spasms, taken internally; and Croup, Chronic Rheumatism, Sore Throats, Cuts Bruises, Old Sores, and Pains in the Limbs, Back and Chest, externally. It has never failed. No family will ever be without after once giving it a fair trial. Price, 40 cents. DR TOBIAS’ VENETIAN HORSE LINIMENT, in Pint Bottles, at One Dollar, is warranted superior to any other, or NO PAY. for the cure of Colic, Outs. Bruises, C-?.- Sores, etc. bold by all Druggists. Depot— IO Pari' Place New York.

THE MARKETS.

NEW YORK. Beeves $9 00 @ll 25 Hogs 4 00 @ 4 15 Cotton H«@ 11V Floub—Superfine 3 50 @3 90 Wheat—No. 2 Chicago 1 05 @1 07 Cobn —Western Mixed 46 @ 48 Oats—Mixed 34 @ 36 Rye—Western 58 @ 59 Pork—Mess 10 25 @lO 50 Labd 7 @ CHICAGO. Beeves—Choice Graded Steers 5 00 @ 5 50 Choice Natives 4 50 <a .4 80 Ccws and Heifers 2 50 @ 3 50 Butchers’ Steers .... 3 25 @ 3 75 Medium to Fair 3 90 @ 4 40 Hogs-Live ; 3 60 @4 40 Flour—Fancy White Winter...... 5 75 @ 6 00 Good to Choice Spring Ex. 4 80 @ 5 12% Wheat—No. 2 Spring 95 @ 96 ’ No. 3 Spring 87 @ 88 COBN—No. 2 38 @ 39 Oats—No. 2 25 @ 26 Rye—No. 2 50 @ 51 Barley—No. 2 47 @ 48 Butter—Choice Creamery 16 @ 18 Eggs—Fresh 7 @ 8 Pork—Mess 9 30 @ 9 40 Lard 6?i@ 7 MILWAUKEE. Wheat—No. 1 1 02 @ 1 03% No. 2 1 00 @ 1 02 Cobn—No. 2 38 @ 39 Oats—No. 2 25 @ 26 Rye-No. 1 49 @ 50 Barley—No. 2 62 @ 63 ST. LOUIS. Wheat—No. 3 Red Fall 88 @ 89 Cobn—Mixed 35 @ 36 Oats—No. 2 26 @ 27 Rye ... 45 @ 46 Pobk—Mess 9 55 @ 9 65 Labd 6V@ 7 HOGS .. 390 @ 435 Cattle 2 50 @ 5 00 CINCINNATI. Wheat—Red 90 @ 93 Cobn 40 @ 42 Oats 26 @ 29 Rye 55 @ 56 Pork—Mess 9 75 @lO 00 Labd 6’4 @ 7ji/ TOLEDO. Wheat—No. 1 White 1 10 @lll No. 2 Red 1 07 @ 1 08 Corn 49 @ 41 Oats—No. 2 25 @ 29 DETROIT. Flour—Choice White 5 25 @5 35 Wheat—No. 1 White 1 07 @ 1 08 No. 1 Amber 1 15 @ 1 06 Cohn—No. 1 42 @ 43 Oats—Mixed 26 @ 27 Barley (per centa’) 1 00 @ 1 25 Pork—Mess 10 00 @lO 25 EAST LIBERTY, PA. Cattle—Best 4 80 @ 5 00 Fail- 4 60 @ 4 75 Common 4 00 @4 50 Hogs 4 10 @4 5) Sheep 3 40 @4 25

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Geo.P.Ro well & Co 10 Spruce St. New York. THE OBJECT OF OUR ESTABLISHMENT Our Newspaper Advertising Bureau, N°- W Spruce St.. New York, is an establishment intended to facilitate the convenient and systematic placing merits in newspapers. It is conducted upon the princioles which we conceive to be the right ones for securing the best result* to tbe advertiser. We undertake to represent American newspapers, not only the newspapers of th« city of York and of all >th r American cities- Religious, Agrlcultt ral and ther class newspapers-but also the small country’ journals. We receive regularly and k ep on file the l inily and week y newspapers of every description throughout the land. CONFINED STRICTLY TO NEWSPAPER ADVERTISING AND TO AMERICAN NEWSPAPERS. We confine our transactions to newspapers, and do not accept or undertake the management ot other dashes ot advertising, such as books, sign-boards, post irs or job printing. By adhering to one branch of advertising we make urselvei masters of it. We also restrict our dealings to newspapers published vitliin the geographical limits of the United States and dominion of Canada. THE NATURE OF THE SERVICE WHICH IT IS OUR BUSINESS TO RENDER TO THE ADVERTISER. We undertake to maintain an established credit with wery newspaper, and to have at hand a schedule of harges for advertising space in its com . ns; to be able ,o quote the rates to an advertiser who wishes one or everal, and to procure the prompt insertion of the adertisement without any extra charge for the service endered ; which service consists of quoting the price, irinting or writing as many duplicates of the advertisenent as may be required ; forwarding the copy for inertion at our own expense for postage or messenger »ervice; examining the papers to see that the advertise ■nent. appears, when, and in the manner that It s<vnt o: checking each subsequent issue of tju alfvertisonent, in each paper, in a book kept or-tfiat purpose, at >ll times subject to the inspection of the advertiser, anti narking plainly in each piper the advertisement as it tppears, so that when the advertiser comes (or sends) or the purpose of having the files examined, the eye nay light promptly upon his announcement, without he labor of searching a whole paper or page. If errors or omissions occur, it is our duty to notify ■ublishers, at our own expanse for labor, postage or nearenger, and to see to it that the p .blisher of the laper actually does render the specified service tor .rhich the advertiser contracted. OUR PROMISE. We promise those advertisers who Entrust their sdverising patronage to our management that we will not illowthemto be charged, in any instance, any moi-e* han the publishers’ schedule rates; that we will pro ;ure for them the acceptance of any advantageous otter lefinitely made to them by any newspaper publisher, .dvertis ng agent or canvasser of responsibility. We ire unwilling to do work without a profit, and never of er to do so, yet, in conformity with the promise made Above, we sometimes find it advisable.

THE SYSTEM OF ARRANGEMENT FOR NEWSPAPER FILES. Hr We have a perfected system for filing newspapers, a separate space being accorded to each, and labeled with tue printed name of the paper it is intended to accommodate. A stranger can place his hand upon OH) “i xny paper he wishes to examine with t he same readiness .rith which he would find a word in a dictionary, a name in a directory, or a book in a library catalogue. THE AMOUNT OF MONEY TO BE EXPENDED. Persons who have had litt e experience as advertisers iftenhnve a pretty clear understanding of what they would like to do, but are entirely ignorant of the proba ole cost. We have made out for such a person a plan of adver rising calling for an investment of $5,600, and on submitting it for approval, found our customer dismayed .t the magnitude of the expense, be not having conemplated sn expenditure exceeoing S2OO o< S3OO. In such a case labor would have been saved if, at toe commencement of the negotiation, the question h.d been isked: ” How much money are you prepared to devote to this advertising?" THE CONFIDENCE OF OUR PATRONS 4 MATIER OF PRIME IMPORTANCE. It la a matter of prime importance to us, for the pnr pose of maintaining our influence with publishers,,ihst it shall come to he understood among tbem that one statements about the advertising to lie' done, or not to be done, are to be relied upon, and to this end our deahng with our advertising patrons must ba upon a basis ot mutual confidence and good faith. OUB CUSTOMERS ENTITLED TO OUR BEST SERVICES. Whenever we are doing the advertising for any individual, or firm, we consider them entitled to our best services. If they suggest using a paper which we know to be not the best for the purpose, we say so and give the reasons. We often expend a good deal of time for very small advertisers, much more than the profits on their patronage would warrant; but we are content. as they intrust to us what they have to disburse, and influence in our direction the patronage of their friends and acquaintances. Kxtrart fi oni. New York" Timet," June 14. ISJS. T ei l J eorg Messrs. Geo. P. Rowell 4 Co. established their advertising agency in New York City. Five years ago they absorbed the business conducted by Mr. / John Hooper, who was the first to g > into this Mod of enterprise Now they have tlie satii-faction of controlling the most extensive and complete advertising connection which has ever been secured, and one which would be hardly possible in any otner country but this. They have succeeded in working -i nvn a complex bustness into so thoroughly a sjratemat c method that do change in the newspaper system of America can escape notice, while the widest information upon all topics interesting to advertisers is placed readily at the disposal of the public. Geo.P.Rowell&Co 10 Spruce St. New York.