Democratic Sentinel, Volume 7, Number 10, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 6 April 1883 — Page 1

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MOLLIE'S MATCH-MAKING.

A dainty parlor with numerous easychaira—a glowing fire in the nickel* trimmed heater—a pretty little woman listening for the footsteps of the lord and master. T i t charming picture of domestic bliss John Ackerman fully appreciated as he stepped into the room a few minutes later. “Well, Mollie, what’s the news?” “Oh, nothing, only supper has been waiting half an hour. Come, let us hurry and eat; I wont to talk with you.” “I thought there was something on your mind; didn’t know but I was going to get a lecture for being late.” “You deserve one, for this is the last evening I shall spend with you for two whole weeks; shows how highly you appreciate your wife’s society.” Mrs. John Ackerman tried to frown, but failed completely. In another half hour they were book in the cheery parlor, and Mollie began: “I think Tom is a splendid fellow, and thei-e were never two brothers more alike than you and he.” “Thank you, my dear; I honor your judgment.” “And, John, I have the most brilliant plan concerning him!” “Do tell!” John said, with a movement toward his coat pocket, where the evening paper lay in uncut solitude. Mollie observed the motion, and promptly informed him that he should not read a word until she was through talking. “I am going away to-morrow, and then you may read the paper from the time you enter tlxe house until midnight, with no one to bother you,” she said, as John showed signs of insubordination. Somehow, the vision of the little parlor without Mollie’s lively chatter did not seen to strike him very favorably; perhaps this was why he tossed the paper to the other side of the room, and obediently promised to listen. Mollie perched herself on ono arm of his choir and commenced: “You know my sister Amy is conxing home with me for a long visit, and don’t you think it would be splendid if she and Tom would fall in love with each other ? They could get married and set up housekeeping in the cottage like this one across the street, and—oh, John, it would make me perfectly happy!” John Ackerman laxighed long and heartily. “Match-making, by Jove!” he said at last. “Miserable yourself, and want everybody else to be; is -that, it MoJlie?” “Don’t laugh, John, for I’m in earnest. I know they will like each other, and I have set my heart on the match; just think how nice it would be to have Amy here always; and Tom is such a darling! Amy should furnish her parlor just like ours, only where this is blue her’s should be cardinal, for she is dark, you know. John was laughing again by this time, and it took considerable management to reduce him to oi'der. This once accomplished, he fell in with the plan readily enough. “I tell you what it is, Mollie; you don’t want to say a word of this to Tom or Amy, or they will take a dislike to each other immediately.” “I know it,” wisely rejoined Mollie. “"When I told Tom I was going to visit Aunt Hetty I did not mention Amy’s name, and I don’t think he knows of her existence; as for Amy, I have been with her so little since I was married that I am sure I never spoke to her of Tom." “Wall, see that you don’t do so now; you couldn’t mention his name without praising him to the skies, and she would see through your plans at once.” Mollie departed the next morning, leaving directions enough to distract a man if he tried to remember half of them. John did not try; he only had a confused recollection of something to be dono with plants, silver spoons, ca-nary-birds, etc. Jenny, the servant, would know all about it, he reflected. “Don’t have Tom at the house when we return,” was Mollie’s last injunction. “Amy will be tired with the journey, and I want her to have a chance to beautify a little before she meets him.’’

When they reached the depot Mollie’s courage began to -fail. ' “I am almost sorry to go, John,” she said. “Suppose something should hap* pen to you while I ajn away ?” “Nonsense, darling! Go and have a good time; and be sure and come back in two weeks and bring Amy with you.” Mollie’s heart was so thoroughly in her pet plan that she found it very hard to refrain from all mention of her adorable brother-in-law during the two weeks that followed; once she did refer to the cozy party of four which they would make, and then she was obliged to turn it off on Jenny, the little maid of all work as making the fourth. The day before Mollie was to return Aunt Hetty fell ill. A nervous attack she called it, but Mollie privately announced it contrariness. Aunt Hetty deolared she must die if left alone with the servants, and Amy felt obliged to fiostpone her visit for a few days at east. Mollie could go on as she had intended, and she would follow as soon as Aunt Hetty could spare her. Thus it happened that Mollie had arrived home alone. “Amy will certainly come up next week,” she assured John; "but X could pot wait another day. It seems an age since I went away.” Jt was so pleasant to be at home onoe more and mistress of all she surveyed; a note from 4wy saying she would oome

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on the following Saturday set her mind completely at rest. She was really sorry to hear John say, one morning: “I think we had better take that run down to Camden’s to-day. We must go sometime this month, and of coarse you won’t want to go after your sister comes.” “John, yon know we cannot stay away all night; I gave Jenny leave of absence until Friday, and it won’t do to leave the house alone.” “11l get Tom to come and sleep here.” Mollie had no other reasonable objection to offer at this, so she prepared to go. “There are three keys,” said she, as they left the house. “You can give one to Tom, and I will leave one with Mrs. Gates, next door. The house might get on fire, and then it would be better to have a key handy, so they could get in the house and bring the things out.” “Yes,” said John, sarcastilj; “or I might hire a squad of pohcemea to watch the house day and night.” About 11 o’clock that evening Miss Amy Arden alighted from an express and looked about the depot as if ex* pec ting some one. “They could not have receiyed my second postal,” she concluded, after waiting nearly half an hour in the ladies’ room. “Well, I can very easily .find the house.” A hack soon deposited her in front of the pretty cottage on Lake street; all was dark, and Amy pulled the bell several times without hearing a sound from within. Where could Mollie and John have gone? There was a bright light in the next house, and Amy remembered hearing her sister speak of her kind neighbor, Mrs. Gates 1 perhaps they were spending the evening wish her, or, at any rate, she might know of her whereabouts. Amy ran across the small grass plot which separated the two cottages and rang the bell. Mrs. Gates soon explained matters. “You do look a little like Mrs. Ackerman when you laugh,” she said in conclusion, “so I suppose its all right to let you have the key ; but she wasn’t looking for you until Saturday.” “She probably did not receive my second postal, wlnoh I mailed yesterday morning.” “Well, 111 give you the key, of course; but are you not afraid to stay alone in the house?” “Oh, I’m not at all timid,” laughed Amy. “But there’s a gang of burglars about the city,” urged Mrs. Gates. “They’ve been in three houses on this street, and only last Sunday night there was a dreadful robbery on State street, and a woman nearly killed. You are welcome) to come iu and sleep on our parlor sofa, if you are afraid.” “No, thank you,” Amy said. “I will risk it for one night, and you say John and Mdilie will return to-morrow." She let herself into the deserted house, not without some thrills of fear, it must be confessed. How quiet everything was! Oh, if Mollie was only there 1 She took a survey of the rooms, the neat kitchen last of all, where she concluded to look for something to eat. Hark! what was that? Only the silvertoned clock striking the midnight hour.

“That woman's talk about burglars has made me nervous,” she thought, continuing her search for eatables. Hark, again! Surely that was a key turning in a lock; then a ck>or opened and shut quietly, and there were footsteps in the hall. Amy’s small stock of courage went down to aero. What would happen next ? Instinctively she grasped the poker lying on the range near her. The next instant the door opened, and a' great broad-shouldered man with blackened .face and hands stepped into the room. Amy felt herself growing white with fear, but she raised her poker threatingly; for a moment they stared at each other in silence, then the man spoke. “Who the are you?” Amy tried to shriek for help, but the sound died away in her throat; she was too thoroughly frightened to speak or move. Presently the man came toward her. “Will you please lower the poker, or else move away from the sink ? I would like to come there and wash my hands,” he said, looking very much inclined to laugh. Was ever such effrontery known before? Still speechless, Amy moved around toward what-looked to be an outside door. “Don’t ‘glare at me in that frightful way," he went on, with a glance into her terror-stricken eyes. “I will look more presentable when I get my face washed.” Then came a hearty langh, which reassured Amy a very little. Certainly this was a most extraordinary burglar, or else there was some ricftculous mistake. She would flee to Mrs. Gates’ protection, at all events, she thought, propping her weapon and tugging away at the huge bolt w ith trembling fingers. By this time the young man had finished his ablutions, and presented quite a different appearance. “I am Mr. Ackerman’s brother,” he said, politely; “he asked me to remain in his house to-night, as a means of protection in his absence.” “Mr. Ackerman has no brother,” contradicted Amy, stoutly, “Are you sure of that?” “Certainly I am. Mrs. Ackerman has just made me a visit, and she would have mentioned him if such a person existed.” “Can it be possible you are Aunt Hetty?” “Aunt Hetty, indeed!” Amy was finding courage and voioe fast enough now. “I beg your pardon,” said Tom; “but Mollie told me she was going to visil her Aunt Hetty, and you said she had been visiting you; henoe my mistake.’ “I am Mrs. Aekerman’s sister.” “Strange I never heard* her speak ol you! However, lam sorry I frightened you, Miss—Miss Arden, and if you will allow me I will explain matters. lam a bookeeper at Bolton’s hardware establishment ”

“You looked more ii£e a bootblack,” interrupted Amy, "ready to cry with vexation and nervousness. “Or a burglar,” added Tom. "Well, as I was saying, I am book-keeper there, bnt there was a press of work in the foundry to-night, and, as they happened to be abort of hands, I offered to stay and assist; this accounts for my late arrival, also for my blackened face and hands. Have yon examined the photograph album ?" he asked, suddenly. “If you will kindly do so, I think you will lind a very good representation of me there, which will convince you that I am on terms of intimacy here, at least.” He looked very much like indulging in another hearty laugh, but restrained

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himself at the sight of Amy’s white, distressed face. “lam afraid I was rude,” she said; “but it was such a shook to me; lam verv tired and ” Tom sprang to her side, or she would have fallen from sheer exhaustion. He helped her into the parlor, brought wine and refreshments from Mollie’s generous store-room, and they were soon talking matter over quite calmly. It was after 2 o’clock when Tom proposed to go and ask Mrs. Gates to come over for the rest of the night; bat Amy protested against this, saying she was not afraid if he would remain in the house.

Mollie was almost beside herself when she came home and found how affairs had gone in her absence; erring one minute over Amy’s fright, laughing the next over Tom's graphic description of the same, it was some time before they settled down into anything like quiet. As the days and weeks went by Mollie could not determine whether certain plans of her were to prosper or not. Tom spent all his evenings with them, but he ‘ and Amy were alWays on contrary sides of every question, and they tantalized each other so unmercifully that poor Mollie sometimes despaired of them being friends, not to mention a nearer' relation. Of one thing she was certain; she never tormented her John in this ridiculous fashion. They were all together as usual, one evening, and Tom for the hundredth time was describing Amy’s appearance on that memorable evening when she so nearly brained him for a burglar. “And little did I suspect then,” he went on, soberly, “that she would ever have the privilege of brandishing the poker over me for life.”

“What do you mean?” cried Mollie, staring first at Tom’s solemn visage and and thfen at Amy’s flushed cheeks. Just what I said. Amy and I are going to set up housekeeping in the opposite cottage, where I suppose she will continue to flourish all sorts of murderous weapons at me.” “John, darling, it’s coming about exactly as we planned,” shouted Mollie, springing up in excitement. I spare the reader the congratulatory scene that followed. Tom declares that it was worse than being taken for a burglar. Well, it did come about just as Mollie desired. Mrs. Amy even made cardinal the predominating color in her parlor, and it harmonizes charmingly with the dark beauty of the mistress. The sisters are inseparable, and as happy as two mortals can ever expect to be. Tom is something more than book-keeper in the Bolton hardware business now, and he and John are talking of buying two handsome properties in the suburbs of the city. Mrs. Mollie declares that she would rather remain in the little home ou Lake street, but what woman was ever proof against a handsome establishment in an aristocratic neighborhood? Not our little Mollie, I am sure.

To Cure Sleeplessness.

Druggists tell us that there is a growing demand for various medicines and preparations containing opiates in one shape or another. People wreck their nervous systems by injudicious habits of life, and the result is unsound sleep, dyspepsia and countless other evils. A little advice to suoh persons may not be out of place. They should, of course, be careful to abandon that method of life which brings them into physical disorder. Their complaint may be fed by tobacco; narcotics should be avoided. One oause of their trouble may be that they take insufficient exercise. Perhaps they drink too much tea or coffee, or eat tdO much flesh meat. There are a thousand practices allowed by convention whioh are in themselves harmful and prejudicial to health.

The quantity of sleep may be improved bf diminishing the length of time spent ip bed. A hot shower-bath at bed-time cleanses the skin, and predisposes to sleep. Many a toiling business or literary man goes to bed tired and worn out, only to toss from one side to another. His brain is hot and full of blood, while his feet are cold. He thinks over again the thoughts that have been engaging his attention during the day, or does over again the business that has called forth his energies for twelve or sixteen hours past. His night is a round of tossing to and fro. Is there any wonder that, failing to find out what is the true and natural remedy for his pains, he resorts to opiates, which he knows will give him temporary relief? There is one sure and safe way to remedy his pains. If, after leaving work, he would take a brisk walk of a mile or two before going to bed, and then, after the walk, hold his head under a stream of cold water, he would find relief—that is, supposing he does this when he is first troubled with Bleepless nights. But, no; if he lives a half a mile or more from his work he takes a car home, and, throwing off his clothes, goes tolled as quickly as possible. The want of balance between mental and physical labor is a fruitful cause of sleeplessness. Many a business man, whose duties keep him in an office all day, would improve his health a great deal if he were to fit up his attic as a carpenter shop and spend an hour therein after supper. This, of course, would be beneficial only if he happened to have a liking for mechanics; then he would find his occupation afforded him amusement, mental occupation and muscular effort in just the proper proportions.—Herald of Health.

The Wrong Hot Place.

At a dinner party in London there were two sisters present, one a widow , who had just emerged from her weeds, the other not long married whose husband had lately gone out to India for a shortterm. A young barrister present was deputed to take the young widow into dinner. Unfortunately he was under the impression that his partner was the married lady whose husband had just arrived in India. The conversation between them commenced by the lady remarking bow extremely hot it was. “Yes, it is very hot,” replied the barrister. Then a happy thought suggested itself to him, and he added, with a cheerful smile: “But not so hot as the place to whioh your husband has gone.” The look with which the lady answered this lively sally will haunt that tmhappy youth till his death. Is it true that kissing is a cure for freckles ?—Edith. We should not think so, bnt at the same time a simple little receipt like this is worth trying. Call after business hours.

RENSSELAER, JASPER COUNTY, INDIANA, FRIDAY, APRIL 6,1883.

CURIOUS AND SCIENTIFIC.

A plan Is suggested for mechanically removing soars left from small-pox and ulcerations. It is by drily rubbing the part with fine sand. A small sponge filled with soap-lather and dipped in marble-dust offers a convenient way of doing this. ' Dr. Ellis, of the Canadian Association, has made analyses of the milk of cows feed with different kinds of food. He finds there is a greater amount of fatty matter in the milk of cows fed on distillery refuse, bathe saw no evidence that the milk was impaired by such feeding. Chairs and camp-stools as used by undertakers in funerals, who take these seats from place to place, are rightly viewed by the Scientific American as disseminators of disease, and it with nearly equal reason deprecates the carrying around of the ice-boxes from house to house. * \ J -f ' 1 Mr. Bouteledge held lately at a scientific meeting that the paper trade was probably the one which turned to immediate use more waste products than any other. In it was utilized cotton, flax, hemp, and jute waste, and old ropes and canvas rags. In fact, the paper manufacturer could turn to profitable purpose any vegetable fiber.

Krupp’s works at Essen, now employ some 439 steam boilers; 456 steam engines, with an aggregate horse power of 18,500; 89 steam hammers, varying in weight from 200 pounds to 50 tons; 21 rolling mills; machines for making tools, 1,622; furnaces, 1,556, of which 14 are high furnaces; 25 locomotives, and 5 propellers, with a tonnage of about 8,000. Annual production, 300,000 tons steel and 26,000 tons iron. The main wheel of a watch makes four revolutions in 24 hoars, or 1460 in a yea, the second' or center 24 revolutions in 24 hours, or 8760 in a year; the fourth wheel (which carries the second hand) 1,440 in 24 hours, or 525,600 in a year; the fifth or scrape-wheel, 12,964 in 24 hours, or 4,728,400 revolutions in a year; while the beats or vibrations made in 24 hours are 388,800, or 141,912,900 in a year. A mixture of 20 parts of hard soap, 40 parts of kerosene, and 1 part of fir balsam has been found very effective in destroying the insects which damage the orange tree. Prof. C. V. Kiley is the authority. Other valuable plants, notably the vine, might be similarly protected by a spray from an application of the same recipe. It can be diluted at will with water so as not to interfere with the constitution of the plant. •

The Japanese are almost a race of vegetarians, depending mainly for their nitrogenous food upon the leguminous plants—some forty varieties of peas and beans which they cultivate. These foods are quoted by Mr. Van Buren, a consul to Japan, who has also noticed “an expression of good humor upon the faces of men, the amiability and sometimes real beauty of the women,, and the comfortable, open-eyed serenity of the babies.”

Post mortems in Germany of amemio (bloodless) subjects have exhibted livers discolored with an excess of iron, which has probably resulted from the use of iron preparations as medicines to improve the blood. This observation simply proves that iron alone will not improve the condition of the blood, but is merely deposited in and obstructs the liver. Poor white blood is due to a /ault in the assimilative processes, and if the blood lacks iron this fault cannot be remedied by merely pouring iron solutions into the stomach. Remedies to be useful must improve the assimilation or nutrition and enable the system to make use of the iron which is sufficiently supplied in ordinary diet.—Hr. Foote's Health Monthly.

Senile Softening of the Brain.

This is one of the most frequent diseases of the brain in advanced life. A portion of the brain undergoes fatty degeneration, a teim explained in former articles. The softened mass varies in character and consistency in different stages, but at one stage it resembles moist gelatine. In another form of it the mass is as fluid as cream. Its most common cause is an obstruction in the neighboring arteries, whioh cuts off the supply of blood to the part. Such an obstruction is often attributed to embolism—a small particle swept from the heart to some capillary and lodged there; or to thrombosis—a larger bit (perhaps of clot) thus swept along and lodged in some artery; to a tumor pressing on an artery; to a flow of blood from a ruptured vessel already affected with degeneration. Sometimes a feeble heart, unable to send the blood to all the capillaries of' the brain, may give rise to it. It is often due to prolonged intellectual efforts, strong and continued emotions, blows on the head, alcohol, or to disease of the heart, caused by acute rheumatism. Softening of the brain may be either acute or chronic. The former is fatal within ten days. More commonly there are no premonitory symptoms, and the attack resembles that of paralysis. "When premonitory symptoms occur there are pricking sensations, cramps, blunted- touch, diminished power of motion, increasing weakness of the affected side and clumsiness of the fingers, hands and feet, and a tottering gait.

Some of the symptoms of chronio softening are increasing feebleness, loss of memory, fretfnlness, fits of uncontrollable weeping, dull pains in the head, a sense of confusion, thickness of speech, gradual loss of muscular power, listlessness, and later, paralysis of one side, childishness, helplessness, disposition to sleep most of the time. The appetite and the weight may remain good. W 1 »there are premonitory symptoms, <he diet must be rigidly simple, nourishing, and of easy digestion. Milk is the best. Nothing should be allowed tending to increase the action of the heart.— Youth's Companion.

Men and Women of New York.

The women of New York are not beautiful. Many of them are redeemed by their style, but their pale, sallow faces and defective figures forbid any idea of beauty—that is, of the perfect and peerless beauty of feature and color which is a rarity everywhere, but should not be among such numbers as one meets on Fifth avenue. In point of fact, it is astonishing how rare a thing true beauty is. I saw flocks of pretty girls —beaute du (liable —in the Music Hall at Cincinnati; and a sprinkling of pretty girls in every city, for that matter ; but not beautiful women. Beautiful—that is, peerless and unquestioned, like Adelaide Neilson or Alice Dunning. I was prepared to see whole flocks of

them on Fifth avenue, but I was obliged to take style instead, and style will outrank beauty in New York unless they go hand in hand. I have seen three really handsome men—one in Kentucky, one in Boston, and one in New York. But any New Yorker of tolerable figure and with a fair credit*at his tailor’s and hatter’s — the hat is perhaps the distinguishing feature of the tout ensemble —may present a sufficiently stunning appearance to guarantee his afternoon promenade on the avenue. They are a comfortable, well-groomed looking lot of men, and look as if they found life a very endurable affair. — Cor. San Francisco Argonaut

Betting on a Certainty.

Hi the British army in India betting among the officers often runs to an extreme of vice that is sometimes fearful to contemplate. Perhaps it is no worse than in club life in London, where the most amusing as well as tragical stories are. told of the curious bets that are made. Betting on a certainty is held to be unfair, unless the avowal is distinctly made, so that no undue advantage is taken. An officer in the army had imported for his private apartments a new and beautiful mahogany table.' A day or two after it had arrived and had been duly installed in his quarters, a brother officer, a great swell and very unpopular, dropped in familiarly, and greatly admired the beautiful table. The owner was shaving himself at the glass with his back to his visitor —Col. Brown—but continued the conversation until the Colonel withdrew, the latter remarking that he hoped soon to“ have his legs under that elegant mahogany. The owner of the table, whom we must call Maj. Jones, made up a little dinner party in the course of a few days, and Col. Brown was one of the number. It was natural that the new table should be the subject of remark, and Brown, who affected to be a connoisseur in all matters, said the table was perfect, with one exception. Jones—“ And pray what is that, Colonel?” Brown—“ltis just a little too high.” Jones—“Ho you think so ? How high would you suppose it to be ?” Brown —“I presume it is the usual height, just thirty-six inches, and it ought to be less than that by at least half an inch.” Jones—“ That is the exact height, thirty-five and a half inches, not thir-ty-six, as you suppose.” Brown—“ Pardon me. I am certain it is three feet high; I will make you a bet on it.” Jones—“ You will lose if you do, for I give you notice that I know its exact height to half an inch, and if I bet I shall bet on a dead certainty.” Brown—“l am just as sure as you are; lam betting on a certainty, also; my eye never deceives me. I will lay you a hundred or a thousand pounds that this table is thirty-six inches high; no more, no less.” The Major sought to dissuade his guest from his purpose to make a bet, assuring him that ho knew the height of the table, and did not want to bet on a certainty, but, when the excitement grew furious, the wager was finally laid at an enormous sum—l have heard it stated as high as $50,000 — —£lo,ooo. That seems preposterous, when such a trifle was the subject, but the gambling spirit does not stick at trifles. When the betting was finally arranged, Col. Brown exclaimed, exultingly, “I told you I knew the table was exactly thirty-six inches high; I did know it, because when I called, just after it arrived, I took its measure on my cane as I sat by it,- and after I went out I measured, and found it to be, as I have said, precisely thirty-six inches high.” “Yes,” said Maj. Jones, “I was sitting with my back to you, but I was shaving before the looking-glass, and I saw you taking the measure from the .table with your cane. Suspecting that you were preparing for a bet as to its height, after you left I had half an inch taken off, and it is now precisely thirty-five and a half inches high. ” The applause that followed this result was tremendous, and completed the discomfiture of the unpopular Colonel. It was evident that he had been layiiiyrptatrto cheat, and would have pocketed the money if he had won. He was sent to Coventry. He sold his commission and returned to England, being unable to stand up against the contempt of the officers, who thoroughly demised his character— Harper's Magazine.

A Panning Judge.

Judge Peters, United States District Judge for Pennsylvania, was an inveterate punster. Even the presence of his official superior, the aristocratic Judge Washington, of the Supreme Court, whose dignity was seldom relaxed by a smile, could not repress Peters from indulging his whim. Once, while the two Judges were on the bench, Peters remarked to Judge Washington that the witness had a vegetable head. “How so, sir?” asked Washington, with dignity. “Because he has carroty hair, reddish cheeks, a turn-up nose and a sage look,” answered the punster. But not even the shadow of a smile rested on Washington’s face. “I am the District Judge,” said Peters, on & certain occasion, “but Judge Washington is the strict Judge.” Congress having passed an act to increase the salaries of United States District Judges, a gentlemamcongratulated Judge Peters upon the fact. “I don’t know that it will be of any advantage to me,” answered Peters, dryly. “Don’t you perceive that the act provides for tlie.increase of salaries of certain District Judges, whereas it is knowm that I am a very uncertain Judge.” “He is my all, Judge,” said a gentleman presenting his only son, a long, thin stripling, to Peters’ notice. “Your awl and your last, too, I suppose ; lmt I can’t call him a strapping fellow,” was the punster’s reply.

Drunk Under Water.

“I once knew a diver, Tom Brfntley by name, who, though a thoroughly competent man and agt od fellow, was a little too fond of stimulants. On one occasion he went down with a pretty good cargo of spirits aboard, and the men above, not knowing his condition, become seriously alarmed when several hours passed by without their receiving any signals from him or any response to those they made to him. Another diver w'as sent down to look for liim and found him lying on liis back on bottom of the ocean, sixty feet below the surface, fast asleep. ” Philadelphia

THE FAMILY DOCTOR.

The best remedy for a sprained ankle or wrist, until medical rid arrives, is to bathe the afflicted member in arnica, and if it is not near at hand, cold water is the next best thing. For Frosted Feet. —Smear cloths liberally with pine-tar and bind them with the frozen parts. Let the swathing remain on some thirty-six or fortyeight hours, and the work is done —all but washing your feet. Pine tar is the best known agent to remove the fire from burns. For Itching Feet.—The following is a cure for the intolerable itching of the feet caused by frosting: Soak the affected parts in water os hot as it can be borne, in which all the alum has been dissolved that it will readily take. Fifteen minutes is long enough to continue the bath. Never sleep in a room, if there is no fire, with all of the windows and doors closed. The average room does not contain more than one-third the air needed by the sleepers. Never sleep in the same clothes worn by day, but hang them where they can “air.” Never drink water that has stood in the sleeping room all night in open vessels. Never go to bed with cold feet, but first soak them in hot water, then dash on cold water, followed by thorough friction. "Weakening Treatment.— lt is a law of our nature that weakness will result not only from violent and undue labor, but as well from indolence and inactivity, but no more certainly than that insufficient clothing, bathing in water so cold as to produce a shock and a permanent chill, etc., must prove as adverse to the health as the opposite extreme. It is no more foolish, foolhardy, to brave all weathers insufficiently clad, than to attempt to endure as much heat aspossible, to which foul air is added. While a proper amount of exposure iu the cool and cold season, if properly clad, will invigorate, promote the health' and fortify one so as to be able to endure cold weather with impunity, and thus enable them to escape the ordinary “colds,” it is equally true that the “fussy” may and do so debilitate themselves by the opposite extreme as to suffer un-' usually from colds and sickness. Just to the extent that one is deprived of the invigorating influence of pure air and out-of-door exercise, weakness must result, ia addition to the debilitating result of indolence and of unnatural heat. The individual, therefore, who, with a false and absurd idea of carelessness, remains in a hot and uncomfortable room, at a temperature which would be oppressive in the summer, enduring, all possible heat, does violence to nature, and is thus predisposed to colds and ; .consequent disease. The individual Who wears as much clothing as can be borne, and the same on a mild day as on the coldest, will certainly reduce the power of the body to generate heat, and just to that extent induce sickness. That one who, for fear of having cold feet, puts them in the oven on every occasion, and who carries the hot brick to bed, in the mildest and coldest weather alike, will secure cold feet and a hot head. In otlifer words, nature evolves only just the heat needed under the circumstances —less and less the more artificial heat is supplied—necessarily reducing the strength. Avoid alike, unnecessary exposure to both heat and cold, both debilitating in their extremes, while the medium is invigorating. It is safe to be comfortable.—Hr. J. H. Hanaford.

The Value of Boiled Water.

In an article in Knoioledge on Scientific Cookery , Mr. W. Mattieu Williams called attention to the danger of using drinking water full of organic impurities. Such water, he says, supplies nutriment to those microscopic abominations, the microeoeei, bacilli; bacteria, etc., which are now shown to be connected with blood-poisoning—possibly do the whole of the poisoning business. These little pests are harmless, and probably nutritious, when cooked, but in the raw and wriggling state are horribly prolific in the blood of people who are in certain states of what is Called “receptivity.” They (the bacteria, etc.) appear to be poisoned or somehow killed off by the digestive secretions of the blood of some people and nourished luxuriantly in the blood of others. As nobody can be quite sure to which class he belongs, or may presently belong, or whether the water supplied to liis household is free from bloodpoißoning organisms', cooked water is a safer beverage than raw water.

“Reflecting on this subject,” says Mr. Williams, “I have been struck with a curious fact that has hitherto escaped notice, viz., that in the country which over all others combines a very large population with a very small allowance of cleanliness, the ordniary drink of the people is boiled water, flavored by an infusion of ieaves. These people—the Chinese—seem, im fact, to have been the -inventors of failed-water beverages. Judging from travelers’ accounts Of the state of the riyfers, rivulets and general drainage and irrigation arrangements in China, its population could scarcely have reached its present density ifChinamen were drinkers of raw instead of cooked water.”

Japanese Progress.

Aresident of Japan, in a recent letter, says that the country is not making so much progress as is generally supposed. The change is mostly on the surface. There are professions of regard for the people qf other nations, but the late Satsuma rebellion was a formidable outbreak of the anti-for-eign sentiment. The ediftts against Christianity have never been abolished. The ♦ e'ople really have a contempt for foreigners, and the Government is fast discharging those of that > class in its employ, and the number at present is very small. jSome of the leaders of public opinion believe that, with a few iron-clads Wild torpedo-boats for a navy, Japan will take its place among tile great nations of the earth, find be practically independent of Western civilization. r.

Hungarian Men and Their Clothes.

The Hungarians, the male portion, are sple did fellows in some respects and not so splendid ;in Others. They are as active as cats, bpt their frames do not show the strength of the German, Hollander or Englishman. Their faces are thin, hair aim st always black, teeth very white and * regular, and* eyes as quick and restless as tho ;e Of a bird ,of prey. / >{ * dress is I'icturesquf to a degree. If a hat is worn it invariably has a short feather of some sOrt in the side, and if a cap it is and flat on the lop, Tire >n£der coat is short, coming only a little below the wa st, an elongated jacket with a waist, and is

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braided all over the front and down the back with braid in fanciful designs. The trousers are tight to the person, with braid in front over the pockets, and the leg terminates in a boot that reaches to the knee, in which the tight trousers disappear. The overcoat in the winter of. the wealthy oomes to the feet, has an enormous hood, and is always of a very heavy doth and lined with fur. The farmers have overcoats of the same Aape, of sheep-skin tanned with the wool. For carriage or railroad travel they have enormous fur or sheep-skin boots, which they pull over the ordinary boot, with a fur cap oovering everything but the nose and mouth. —Letter from Hungary.

Every Man His Own Druggist

When heavy rains are prevalent, patches of fine white powder like hoar frost may be noticed on the surface of brick walls. Dr. Joseph Leidy, President of the Academy of Natural Sciences, says that “the efflorescence is simply ordinary Epsom salts.” He also states that a dark fungus that is found on mortar in damp places is sulphate of potash, and he has discovered that a fine article of bromide of something or other oozes out of a tin roof in hot weather. Natural science is a wonderful thing! Who would have thought that a briok is only another form of a dose of salts, or that there is enough sulphate of potash in an old chimney to physio a whole community. If Dr. Joseph Leidy goes on with his investigations he may find that castor oil is the natural sap of an iron gate, or that the perspiration of a shingle roof is the article known to commerce as kidney-wort. Then the doctor can publish his discoveries in a book under the title of “Every Man His Own Druggist,” and the householder who has a copy won’t ever again have to go down town in the middle of the night and wake np a sleeky drug clerk, who is liable to poison him with the wrong medicine. All he will have to do will be to pry a brick out of the chimney and gnaw the comer of it at his leisure, and then he oan fill np his whole inside with materia medica without expense by simply chewing a shingle, sucking an iron gate post, and digesting a section of the tin gntter from the roof. This age is great in discoveries, and Dr. Leidy is a great discoverer. We won’t be surprised to hear of him finding some valuable gargle exuding from a door mat, a healing poultice percolating out of an old hair mattress, or a liver pad leaking out of an eight-day clock.— Texan Siftings.

Early Slavery in Sooth Carolina.

Accordingly, in South Carolina, the negroes were worked to death, and the relations between the slave and him master were very different from what they were in Virginia and Maryland. The negroes in South Carolina were simply heathen savages; wedlock was almost unknown among them; they were kept in brute-like ignorance, and were often treated with barbarous cruelty. Consequently, instead of becoming softened in disposition and partially civilized, like their brethren in Maryland and Virginia, these negroes were as ugly and ferocious as any tribe of savages in Africa. Like the dog that is used to being kicked, they were always ready to snarl and bite. They were a dangerous class of society, prone to commit crimes of violence, and to run away or rise in rebellion when occasion offered. In the course of the eighteenth century there were several alarming insurrections, which were suppressed with atrocious barbarity. The planters lived in perpetual terror. A sort of standing army, in the shape of a well-dr l!ed militia 8,000 strong, was kept continually op duty, and part of the business of this militia was to visit all the plantations and search the negro quarters for concealed weapons. They were also au horized to flog any stray negro they might chance to meet, without stopping to ask questions. For the murder of a master or overseer negroes were sometimes burned at the stake, or exposed in an iron cage and left to starve. —John Fiske, in Harper’s Magazine.

For Fanners.

General hints: Care and economy are the farmer’s best friends, except hard cider and credit at the grocery store, The small details of management should never be neglected If your harrow is in bad condition, send it to a dentist and have new teeth put in. If the boys run away with your plowshares to" “shy” at vagrant dogs, send to Mi\ Jay Qpuld and get new shares. Be careful to avoid setting liens on all china eggs. When you find' you* 1 vines running all over vour neighbor’s property, tie them up and try to get'them to stay at home nights by providing them with business recreation. On the morning liefore sending your chickens to mntket feed them buckshot painted yellow. The chickens take it for corn, and it is both cheaper and heavier. If there is any dye left over after you hare colored your Easter eggs and your flannel underclothing, spill it upon your wife’s dahlias and sell them to the city seedman for anew variety. If yon keep bee-luves you will find it , advisable to extract the stings of the bees. This may be easily done by sending the hired man out to stir up toe bees with a short stick. He will b*ing most of the stings back with him.— Vw'k.

German Stores.

They are exceedingly economical in the matter of heat in Vienna. They have cold and-raw weather enough, but they are hot educated to the heat necessary. or considered so, in American domiciles. The German stove is an elaborate affair of iron or porcelain, with an ash receptacle at the base, a fire-box, and then flues that convey heat upward a foot or so and across to the Other side, and thence back again, till finally the pipe is reached, the theory being that when this heating surface is made hot it will last all day. little eoal. and it develops just enough only hold so much fuel, you simply sit and shiver, and wish you could sit for an hour before » good, generous, open grate, ; or. around a fiery furnace of a basebuyner, or, any American contrivance tot fighting th® frost king.*' ' > ■ HoM-evfetV tliey are educated to this sori of thing, and, I poor-thipgp, don’t know any better* j thaaid of and heavy clothing they managetokeep warm during the winter. In the sumhll Che heat they want. —

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INDIANA STATE NEWS.

There will be no spring vacation at Wa~ bash College this year, and in consequence college will close one week earlier than last year. The First National Bank of North Manchester has been organised. It will succeed to the business of, and occupy the house of the Manchester Bank. Et.tka Henderson, a oolored woman of Rockport, Spencer county, acknowledges that she has killed five of her children directly after they were born. Mbs. John Long, of Jefferson township, In Sullivan county, twenty miles north of Vincennes, was burned to death, her clothes having caught fire from a grate. John Geld, of Port Fulton, Clark county, ■ now 77 years old, a few days ago received 11,700 bock pension due his father, Joseph Gill, for services in the war of 1812. W. F. Clem, husband of the notorious Nanoy Clem, has just filed a petition for divorce from his wife, who is confined In the reformatory, her time being nearly out Bt the explosion of a boiler at John Casely fe Son’s flax mill at Knightstown, the engineer, Con Cleary, and his assistant Frank Brosius, were terribly mangled, both dying in a short time. W. D. Richardson, of Illinois, has brought suit against Grant county, Ind.’, to recover $30,000 for material famished for the new Court House at the oounty seat, payment of whioh has been refused by the county. Bight Rev. Joseph Dwenoer, Bishop of the Diocese of Fort Wayne, will sail for Liverpool on the steamship City of Berlin, April 3-*, and will spend three months abroad. Before returning, he will visit the Papal See John Guthrie, an aged resident of Lawrence county, who claimed that he was the first white child bom north of White river in the then territory of Indiana, died at his house a few miles from Belford a few days ago. Hereafter Purdue University will be the headquarters of the meteorological and weather-service work of Indiana, to whioh all the Indiana stations will report and from which the reports will go to the department at Washington. Dr. A. W. Bingham, brother of H. S. Bingham, of the Indianapolis Sentinel, and son John, were stabbed in an altercation at Alfordsville, Daviess county, by James Gold John was killed instantly and the doctor was fatally hum Gold is in jail. Samuel Dawson, who has lived alone as a hermit within two miles of Gloriwood, Rush county, for twenty-five years, died a few days since. His nephew, Robert Dawson, and a neighbor, forced their way into the miserable little hut to find the old hermit lying in bed dead John P. Frenzel, V. T. Malott and John W. Murphy, two Democrats and one Republican, have been appointed Metropolitan Police Commissioners for Indianapolis by the Governor, Secretary, Auditor and Treasurer, who constitute the appointing power under the law recently enacted The elevator of Mr. John Nading, on the Cambridge branch of the J., M. A I. railroad at Flatrook, was burned early one morning last week, together with 25,000 bushels of grain. The loss is about $25,000 on tho building, with an insurance of #24,000. One frelght-oar loaded with malt was also burned The fire is supposed to have originated from friction. The Indianapolis Journal has roceived special reports from over 100 points in Indiana and Illinois concerning the growing wheat crop, the general tenor of which is decidedly discouraging. The universal opinion, as expressed by the Journal correspondents, is that the crop has been very much damaged by the unfavorable winter season, and that the injury inflicted by the winter storms has been greatly aggravated by the freezes of the post few weeks. A n average opinion Is, the crop will fall one-third short of that of 1882. Of the surplus of thatcr ->p from 10 to 20 per cent yet remains in the hands of the farmers.

As opinion of the Supreme Court, delivered by Judge Elliott, is of general interest to newspaper publishers of the State. It Was In the case of Thomas J. Shaw vs. John K. Williams, from the Tippecanoe Circuit Court, and the judgment of that court is reversed. The court Bay: “The chief question presented in this case Is whether a legal advertisement of Sheriff’s sale published in a Sunday newspaper is valid. The Sheriff is charged with the duty of giving due notice of sales,, and it is one of the ordinary duties of his vocation and an act of common labor. The publisher of a Sunday newspaper undertakes to circulate his paper on that day to subscribers and customers, and as the publishing of such a newspaper is his vocation, it necessarily follows that he engages in it when he circulates the paper owned by him, and the engaging in each ordinary vocation is in the inbibition of the Sunday law. An officer has no more right than a private citizen to do an act in violation of law, and an ordinary official act which can be done on one day as well as another without endangering the rights of any person Is an act in violation of the Sunday law. An act done in violation of law can not constitute a legal notice. The circulation of a Sunday newspaper, its delivery to subscribers, its Bale to newsboys or customers is necessarily done on Sunday, and is therefore in violation of the law ” Thebe is great curiosity to see the new Dog law that takes the place of the one passed two years ago. We give a synopsis of the main features of /he law: .“The law provides that the township Assessors shall list all dogs over six months old, between the first day of April and the first day of Jane each year, and that each male dog shall bp taxed #l, each female $2, and each additional dog owned by any person, $2. Any Assessor failing to list any dog shall be fined not exceeding #5 in each and any one making a false statement of the number of dogs harbored may be fined #IOO. Any dog that kills sheep may be killed, and any person who harbors a dog after it is known to have killed sheep may be fined #IOO. The killing of any listed dog which has violated none of the provisions of the law is a misdemeanor subject to a fine of #IOO. Any persons owning or harboring a dog known to have propensities for killing or maiming sheep is made subject to a fine of #SO, and the law authorizes anv one to kill mad dogs on sight. The law does away altogether with the system of tagging licensed dogs. It makes it a misdemeanor to kill, maim, Injure or steal a dog for which the yearly tax has been paid to the county. For the mischievous or wanton injury, or the stealing of a dog which has been duly .listed for taxation, and which is not known to be a.sheep-kllling dog, the punidv ment is fixed at a fine not exceeding with imprisonment for not more than thirfcy daya Owners of sheep which aft dogs are required to report their losses to the township Trustee within teu days, and any person making a false statement of the amount of damages may beflned #IOO, and imprisoned in the oounCy Jail for thirty days. *Tbe surplus paid over the amount paid for damages to sheep shall bo applied to the school revenue of the township."