Democratic Sentinel, Volume 15, Number 38, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 9 October 1891 — Page 4

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'The modern stage robber is the" manager of a farce-comedy company. Philadelphians never suffer from •hay fever simply because the Philadelphia nose never runs. Lord Li is the name of the Chinese representative in Tokio. If there is anything in a name that Chinaman is a born diplomat. The simple Briton who asked Mr. R. S. McCormick if Chicago was on the seaboard should early secure a through ticket to the World’s Fair. The people of the Sandwich Islands want to discard their Queen. They should elect a President and complete the straight flush of republics in this hemisphere. It is stated that the paintings exhibited this season in London at the Royal Academy -“are hardly up to mediocrity.” The painter’s art in England must be at a low tide. A negro minstrel troupe is about to sail for Africa. The familiar sound of the good old jokes may induce the sphinx to break its long silence in the joy of old acquaintance. If you give a man five dollars in •cents, you must not suppose that the remarks he makes are incense, by any means, though they may indicate that he is incensed. And so forth. Funny language, the English. A live wolf that was being conreyed to New York’s Central Park menagerie escaped in the Bowery. He was compelled to buy two suits of Clothes and three hats before he •could manage to regain his cage. Italy owes $8,000,000,000 and has a steadily decreasing revenue and a ■perpetually increasing deficit. Yet it jis unnecessary to waste sympathy on on Italy, for that country is obviously in a position to let the other fellow .walk the floor. “Liar, thief and drunken scoundrel” is' the kind of language that .floated around in the Georgia Legislaturo the other day. Either Southern chivalry is completely dead to the world, or some Georgian is going to get hurt pretty soon.

I Uncle Sam is not ol'd, but the statistics show that his taxable wealth “foots up $02,500,000, 000, and that is '■only but a fraction of his real wealth.jNo wonder the eyes of the world are on . .“old glory” as it floats over “the land the free and the home of the brave. ” | People are very charitable in forgiving a man for the things he does when he is insane, but will exercise no charity at all toward the man who is very angry, though anger and insanity are so much alike that it is not always possible to draw the line between them. i Cjesar crossed the Rubicon, Napoleon crossed the Alps, Washington crossed’the Delaware, and now Balanaceda crossed the Andes. But the last-named gentleman did it as a 'matter of necessity, and therefore with less dignity than his three mili.tary ancestors. ) Horses are a great deal like some people. The meaner you treat them, the better they will go for you. If you have a horse of your own and treat it well, it will poke along, but If you hire a livery horse that is •whipped and abused, it will pass -every one on the road. If you want to cure a case of suntram, hold hot-water cloths to your face for about twenty minutes, keeping them as hot as you can stand it. You can go into such a treatment with a face looking like a.lobster’s back, and come out with the pretty pink and white tints you read about. One fair poulterer in New Hampshire found a cent in an egg laid by •one of her hens the other day, and has been extensively advertising the fact. The business, peculiar to New -England, of manufacturing. wooden nutmegs will soon be utterly annihilated unless Yankee ingenuity gives -out. The practice of blowing out the >gas in hotels is going out of fashion. “The guest now turnes the gas out and rthen turns it on, or breaks the ibracket so that gas will escape in tgreater volume. The first practice was accidental death, the present one is suicide; but in both cases the .result is equally effectual. A London, England, paper knowingly informs its readers that “Oihca#o is destined to become one of the greatest grain-growing States of the ajnion.” Not so bad, after all, when rit is remembered that Chicago seems *bent on annexing all of Northern Illinois in order to keep ahead of Philadelphia and to overtake New York in population. Thk President is not used to namiing babies. He gave only one name—

Marguerite—to the New York baby whose parents asked him to do the naming. Nearly everybody knows that a girl baby is entitled to two or three names, or even more. Why did not Mr. Harrison call the little thing Marguerite Araminta or Marguerite Arabella or Marguerite almost anything? Any old bachelor would have done better than Benjamin did in this case.

When a woman begins -to look tired out and old, why do people look at her husband as if they thought him a brute? He is not to blame. Every one must grow old some time, and when a woman reaches that time, there is no reason why people should look reproachfully at* her husband. When the husband gets old and sick, they do not blame his wife. Bumsn justice is one of the most delicious things known to man. One of the latest cases which have attracted attention is that of a man in Jersey who was caught by the rising tide so that a boat had to be sent out to rescue him. On the next day the unlucky man was hauled before a magistrate and condemned to eight days’ hard labor “for the trouble he had caused.” Gilbert had better lay the scene of his next fextravaganza in the Isle of Jersey.

The sale of oleomargarine for butter has come to be a matter of general complaint. There is no question that the dairy interests suffer severely by this unfair competition. It is the business of the officials, both Federal and State, to enforce the laws concerning the sale of oleomargarine, and any failure to do so will not be overlooked by the public. No one wants to pay for butter and be given oleomargarine instead. The swindle can be stopped by the proper-author-ities.

The country will watch with a great deal of interest the fight which the citizens of Baltimore are now waging to secure lower telephone rates. If they prevail th‘e effort to reduce tolls to a more equitable basis will spread to other parts of the country. Another two years at the latest will see a great change In this respect, for when the patents expire and competition is free there will be not only better service, with new inventions that are brought out, but also cheaper service.

The modern dime museums in their mad race for queer freaks'and curious wonders might take a hint from an advertisement in The Flying Post, of London, July 20, 1099, reading: “The man that ate the live cock at Islington, and another since, on the 15th of June last, at Stand-up Dicks at Newington Butts, near the borough of Southwark, is to eat another there on Tuesday next, being St. James’ day, with the feathers, bones and garbage. Any person may see it performed, paying but two pence for their admittance.”

That bumptious, sillybiily sheet, Bradstreet’s, is getting “sot down on hard” by the Chicago Daily Trade Bulletin, the New York Produce Exchange Reporter and other well-in-formed journals. Bradstreet’s absurd crop figures are shown by its contemporaries to be absolutely valueless and unreliable. Amateur crop-guessing appears to be the principal occupation of Bradstreet’s, and in that line it has broken its own record during the past year. The trade no longer place any reliance upon its bungled and confused maunderings over the crops.

Australia seems to be giving the world an object lesson in the effect of strikes which it were well to heed. Recent travelers report that cotton is rotting unpicked, rich mines of gold, silver and tin cannot be worked, and that not because laborers are dissatisfied or have any reason to be, but because the professional agitators play on the cupidity and the indolence of the workingmen, clamoring for the undertaking by the Government of important public works, although this means borrowing money from England for the sake of employing men who refuse the employment now offered them and who are ruining the colony by their obstinacy.

Theodore Stanton, whose articles In the Westminister Review on Abraham Lincoln are attracting so much favorable attention, is not “an English writer,” as has recently been said, but an American, born and bred. He is a son of Mrs. Elizabeth Cady Stanton. He has lived for some years in Paris, where he holds a high position, and X married to a French wife of exceptional literary and social gifts. Nor is he a newcomer in literature. Seven years ago the Putnams published a volume of which he was designer, editor and part author, “The Woman Question in Europe,” a large and comprehensive work exhibiting the status of woman in all relations in all European countries. Most Of the chapters were written by eminent women belonging to the countries which they represented. Mrs. Stanton has a daughter, Mrs. Balch, man led to an Englishman and living in London. Despite age and infirmity she frequently visits both her children, and is always, physically and intellectually, an impressive and welcome figure in the two great capitals.

CHILDREN’S COLUMN.

A DEPARTMENT FOR LITTLE BOYS AND GIRLS. Something that Will Interest the Juvenile Member* or Bverjr Household Quaint Actions and L right Sayings of Cato Children. Faith in Prayer. A little Detroit girl of 4 years of age has been taught to pray for all kinds of blessings and help. The other day she was guilty of some act of disobedience for which her mother took her up stairs to punish her with considerable severity. The little girl had been there before and knew what was coming. On the way up stairs with her mother she knelt down, put her little hands together and lifted them in supplication. “O, Lord,” she said, “I’m going to catch it. If you ever do anything for little girls, please Lord, now’s the time.” Then she arose and followed her mother, who, in order to increase her little daughter’s faith in the efficacy of prayer, let her off that time.—Free Press.

A Clover Little Boy. It is hardly decided whether Whittie, when he becomes a man, will be a minister or a horse-jockey, for he plays preacher sometimes all day; then, perhaps for a week, plays nothing but jockey. People say he might be both, but mamma thinks the jockey is going to win. He is called Whittle because his name is Whitney, and one gets dreadfully tired pronouncing the “n” when he is called so many times a day. When he was sick with the grip he drew horses as long as his little Angers could hold the pencil, and every one who called on him was expected to try his or her skill at sketching also. Whittie has a cousin Willie, and they study one hour every day. If mamma spells they can write letters. Whittie writes: “Please make me a horse” to every one he knows, and if he does not get an immediate reply he follows up the letter with this one: “What keeps you so long with that horse?” Mamma spends all her pin money buying stamps for Whittie’s correspondence. He has gone to the country now for the summer, where he rides a real live pony and lias two white rabbits with pink eyes, and two black and white kittens that haven’t their eyes open. Tommy says Whittie talks slang. Whittle’s speech is funny, for be has not yet learned to give the long sound of a or o, and instead of saying “I fell into a hole," or “What do you say?” he says “I fell in a howl” and “What d’ you si?”—New York Recorder.

A Kalny-day Toy. After one of the heavy showers the other day on the south side of Canal street, about midway between Hudson street and the North River, there had formed quite a good-sized pool of water, held In check by a quantity of mud and several bricks placed in the gutter by a bright-eyed youngster. The object of the dam so formed was to afford the young Inventor an opportunity of testing what appeared to be a rough model of a recent in-

vention of his, which, it must /be said, worked splendidly, in exact Accordance with his Idea. As the scheme is a new one, and as its projector disclaimed any intention ’of having It patented, it is given to the young readers that they may try their skill at boat building on a plan which involves neither mechanical ability, capital, nor a great expenditure of time. There need be no excuse for not having an enjoyable afternoon, even if the streets are wet, as this is a rainy-day toy. The way in which the boy In question had constructed his self-propel-ling boat was very simple. He took the bottom of an empty cigar box, knocked all the nails out, and had then, with the aid of a brdken-bladed pocket-knife, cut it into this shape: After this he took one of the side pieces of the box, cut it half lengthwise, and bevelled off the end, forming a keel like this: This he then nailed to the bottom of the flat board, exactly in the middle, in such a manner as to make the keel and the bottom form right angles. The most difficult part of the boat was then commenced-—the manufacture of the paddle. Taking the remaining half of the side piece he had used for the keel, he cut it in half crosswise, and then in the middle of each piece made a groove, so as; to allow the other piece to fit in snugly. The groove was made to go only half way through, so that when the other piece was fitted in it did not lap over on the other side. When these two pieces were put together they formed the four-bladed paddle shown in the cut. This completed the difficult part of the work, and the boy was by this time surrounded by quite a group of his playmates. Some of them were curious to know what the queerlooking affair was to be, but to these he gave rather curt answers, telling to wait and see. It was evident that they had watched him doing some whittling before, because they seemed to think it would pay them to wait, and quietly sat down *p tin curbstone.

Talcing a good, strong robber band flrom his pocket, the embryo naval constructor placed It over the paddle in such a way that each side of the band was between two of the blades of the paddle. Then he placed the ends of the bands over the stern of the boat and caught each end in the groove he had cut for the purpose, which is shown in the cut. Now the boys were all attention. The paddle was then wound around and around until it seemed as though the rubber would break if it were turned the least bit more. Advancing to the edge of the pool, the youngster placed the boat in the water, and then let go of the paddle and the bow "at the same time. As the paddle was released, of course the rubber began to untwist, and thus moved the paddle with sufficient force to send the little craft to the end of the ten-foot pool. It was quickly caught up here and headed the other way, and had just reached the starting-joint when the rubber had spent its force. As the boat sailed away there went up quite a cheer from the audience of small boys, and the inventor had to repeat the operation any number of times. They did not hesitate to commend their ingenious playmate, and each one immediately set about finding the material to construct one of the simple toys himself.—New York World.

The Joys of Tooth-Pulling.

The Medical Battery Company in Oxford street, more widely known as the Electropathic and Zander Institute, has introduced a new feature in dental and surgical operations. An operating chair of the best and most approved type is provided with a battery and Faradaic coil, whereby a smart current of electricity is generated. The battery and coil, and the apparatus connected therewith, are arranged in a closed space under the seat of the chair, and the current is excited when required, or turned off, by means of two thumbscrews at the back of the chair, which respectively actuate by levers the proportional immersion of the zinc plate in the battery cell and the withdrawal of the sheath from the core of the coil. Thus, the quantity and tension of the electric current is determined. This current is connected by two electrodes fastened into the ends of the two arms of the chair. The patient, being seated, takes hold of the electrodes with both hands, when he experiences the usual galvanic sensations. So soon as he has become accustomed to the action of the current, which has a deadening effect on pain, the operator puts his foot on a pedal, which, by means of a weighted lever, shunts the current to the reophore, or cord, attached to the forceps or operating instrument. As soon as the forceps touch the tooth to be extracted, the circuit of the current is established through the body of the patient. The galvanic action thus brought directly on the nerve of the tooth deadens the local pain, and permits extraction without suffering. Some patients have been already operated on, and a successful future appears to be promised for this novel process. For other surgical performances, the like local application of the galvanic current can be similarly applied, and the use of electricity may very likely become a widespread substitute for the powerful and less safe anaesthetics at present so largely employed. The neatness and unobtrusiveness of the galvanic appliances and the means of employing them are not the least commendable features in the invention.

Speed of Pulleys.

The diameter of the driver and driven being given, to find the number of revolutions of the driven. Rule: Multiply the diameter of the driver by its number of revolutions, and divide the product by the diameter of the driven; the quotient will be the number of revolutions. The diameter and revolutions of the driver being given, to find the diameter of the driven, that shall make any given number of revolutions in the same time. Rule: Multiply the diameter of the driver by its number of revolutions, and divide the product by the number of revolutions of the driven; the quotient will be its diameter. To ascertain the size of the driver. Rule: Multiply the diameter of the driven by the number of revolutions you wish to make, and divide the product hy the revolutions of the driver; the quotient will be the size of the driver.

The Lawyer and the Thief.

A Man who had been Arrested for Stealing a Horse Employed a Lawyer, who managed his Case so well that the Jury returned a Verdict of Acquittal. The Lawyer was filled with Rejoicing, but the Thief was Cast down and said: “Alas! hut you did not seem to Grasp the Opportunity!” “Why, my dear Man, you are Saved from State Prison.” “Yes, I Know, but while you were Satisfying them of my Innocence you ought Also to have made them Believe I owned the Horse which I was Found leading Away." Moral: He probably Stole another that same Week, however.—Detroit Free Press.

Fair.

This notice was found posted up in a Texas blacksmith shop: “Notis— De copartnership heretofore resisting betwixt me and Mose Skinner is hereby resolved* Dem what owe the firm will settle with me, and dem what the firm Owe will settle wid Mose. ” Several Watches. There are 156,973,873 watches in use at the present time. Thk raw oyster is a fine study in open work.— Washington Star.

He Didn’t Get the Better of Pat.

.. "Some time ago I was trading in a village store,” writes a correspondent, “when one of the clerks came to the junior partner, who chanced to be waiting on me, and said: ‘Won’t you please step to the desk a moment? Pat Flynn wants to settle his bill, and insists on having a receipt.’ “The merchant was evidently annoyed. ‘Why, what does he want of a receipt?’ he said; ‘we never give one. Simply cross his account off the book; that is receipt enough.’ . “ ‘So I told him,’ answered the clerk, ‘but he is not satisfied. You had better see him.’ “So the proprietor stepped to the desk, and after greeting Pat with a ‘good morning’ said, ‘You wished to settle your bill, did you?’ to which Pat replied in the affimative. “ ‘Well,’ said the merchant, ‘there is no need of giving you-a receipt. Seel I will cross your account off the book,’ and suiting the action to the word he drew his pencil diagonally across the account. ‘That is as good as a receipt.’ “ ‘And do ye mane that that settles it?’ asked Pat. “‘That settles it,’ said the merchant. “‘And ye’re shore ye’ll never be afther askin’ me fur it again?’ “ ‘We’ll never ask you for it again,’ said the merchant decidedly. “ ‘Faith, then,’ said Pat, ‘and I’ll be afther kapin’ me money in me pocket, for I haven’t paid it yet’ “The merchant’s face flushed angrily, as he replied, ‘Oh, well, I can rub that ou# “ ‘Faith, now, and I thought that same,’ said Pat. “It is needless to add that Pat obtained his receipt.”

A Most Interesting Find.

According to the Washington Star the Smithsonian Institution has received information of the recent discovery at Tel-el-Amaria, in Upper Egypt, of a number of tablets relating to the history of Jerusalem and dating back 600 years earlier than any records hitherto known. When it is understood that these tablets of stone are letters passed between the King of Jerusalem and the Pharaoh of Egypt 400 years before the birth of David, who was the father of Solomon, some notion will be formed of their extreme interest. Several of the letters were addressed to the ruler of Egypt by the King of Jerusalem. Abdi-Taba. The cities of Palestine were at that time tributary to Egypt, and in one of the letters the writer says; “The Habiri people are conquering the cities of the King”—i. e., the cities tributary to the Pharaoh-* “therefore the King may turn his face to his subjects and send troops. If the troops arrive this year the countries of the King, my Lord, may be saved, but if no troops arrive the countries of the King, my Lord, will exist no longer." This tremendous “find” at Tel-el-Amaria includes two hundred tablets, largely of Babylonian cuneiform script, which is thus discovered for the first time to have been in use at so early a period in Egypt and Palestine. Many of the other tablets are dispatches of about the same date from prefects of other cities of Palestine to the Pharaoh. Some of the inscriptions are in an unknown language, which no one so far has been able to translate. Solomon himself would have looked upon these tablets as remote antiquities.

Aluminum In Iron Foundries.

Mr. David Spencer, ic American Machinist, says: I have used aluminum in foundry practice, and find it is a splendid thing to make iron fluid and clean. It seems to bake ail the impurities out of the iroa when tfc is charged in the cupola with the pig iron. Ten pounds of Ctwles’ ferroaluminum to 2,000 pounds of pig iron will produce good, sound castings, free from blow holes. It is as good in the use of crucible steel as in iron (its effects). It produces a sharp, solid casting, and makes a uniform grain. It takes away the tendency to chill in cast iron. In steel it reduces the shrinkage, and increases the welding properties in both wrought iron and steel. I recommend it to persons making tool castings, such as face plates, and in fact all kinds of work that has to be planed, milled, or turned. There is one thing that I like in its use, and that is, it does not weaken the iron or take the strength from it, but rather adds to it. We are having good success with it in sewing machine castings. I believe in progress in foundry practice, and am always willing to give such things a trial, if I find that they are a benefit. I want other foundrymen to know it. I believe we are making rapid progress in American foundry practice, and the foundryman that is satisfied to run his foundry in the same old-fashioned way his grandfather did, is going to get left. And the younger and more progressive men will come to the front.

Misunderstood the Motive.

Most men are never so happy as when their heels are higher than their heads. If you said to a piazza group, “Make yourself unreservedly comfortable,” they’d all tilt their chairs back and hoist their feet to the railing. My friend next door had the foot-hoisting habit so badly that he wore the paper off the wall; so his wife thought out a biting, caustic bit of sarcasm, and one morning nailed on the wall right where the tell-tale marks were, a pair of slippers. But he misunderstood the motive completely, kissed her for her thoughtfulness, and forthwith tilted his chair back, and up went his feet to the most comfbrtable attitude he had struck in a long time, his heel held in the very convenient slippers.

VELVET RIBBON GARNITURE.

A Very Artistic Application of It Is Hero Shown. Velvet ribbon will continue to be a favorite garniture for woolens, as it will also for interior toilets, such as foulards and other thin silks. In some cases it is used only as garniture for the corsage, outlining the arm-holes, and starting from the back and passing around the figure under the arms and crossing in front, where it is held in place by an old silver buckle. Then again it is applied with a lavish hand, as shown in the illustration, producing

beautiful effects provided there be a. complete harmony or artistic contrast between its color and the material upon which it is applied. Very artistic application of velvet ribbon as garniture, recently seen, was a halfmourning dress for a young person—a white batiste with black figures, made up with a deep flounce headed by black velvet ribbon, which also served as trimming, brace style, having a bow at the waist and long ends, and a bow on each shoulder. The cuffs were likewise of the ribbon, and at the elbow the bouffant sleeves had bands of the velvet ribbon.

Dusting.

Every housekeeper knows how hard 1 it is to persuade a servant that attention to trifles increases the family comfort. Dusting is a trifle, compared with more important domestic work; but not one servant in fifty knows how to dust, and almost as few of their mistresses. They simply know how "to “provoke the silent dust.” The Illustrated American shows how dusting should be done: In the first place the bunch of tur-key-tail feathers hanging behind the door, alleged to be an implement for removing dust, should not be allowed to remain in a well-kept household. A minute’s reflection will prove that it merely agitates the dust, filling the air with molecules, which, after chok|ing one’s lungs, settle again to vex ,the cleaner’s soul. Now, if one’s menage is carefully [directed, it should not be necessary to sweep every portion of the house oftener than once in seven days. But when the broom is introduced, every small piece of furniture, with all the hri-a-brac, should be first thoroughly wiped free of dust with a clean cloth, and then covered with an unbleached cotton sheet reserved for the purpose, or else removed altogether from the room. Nothing is so injurious to books,, pictures, and ornaments as to be exposed to the dust while carpets,, mattings, or even bare floors are being brushed.. No matter how scrupulously they may be clfeansed. afterward, the minute atoms are ground; in and soon, destroy their first freshness. It is- a good rule to carry into the next room every light chair,, table*, easel, etc., so that when the sweeping begins there may be no obstructions whatever.. The next thing is to have a paper of pins, and go from, window to- door securing all the drapery from the dust. It is taken for granted that divan-covers, sofapillows, mantel lambrequins,, and tidies are protected. The competent maid will then throw every window wide open, and examine all the crevices for cobwebs before she starts with the broom. Ttearleavea and coffee-grounds, if no* too wet, will do much to arrest the dust; but too often they are carelessly used, to the injury at delicate colors. When a room is being freshened for a week’s steady occupation, it is well to pass a soft white doth over as much of the walls as is possible. By doing this, one will be astonished to discover what an amount of dirt is removed. Then every inch of woodwork should be wiped, one section at a time, and the duster taken to the window and shaken free of lint before starting afresh. Where domestic affairs are well ordered, dusters are neatly hemmed, marked, and numbered like towels, are boiled In the weekly wash, and given out from the linen closets as the needs require.

Good Season.

Tramp—Please, sir, give me a quarter. Lawyer Howe—A quarter? Why do you ask me for a quarter? Tramp Because I didn’t like to ask you for half a dollar for fear you wouldn’t give it to me.—New York Herald.

Not Thoroughly Posted..

Customer—l say, uncle, how long have you had these new-laid eggs in stock? Rastus—l dunno ezackly, boss. You see I’se only been wu’kin’ heah a month.—American Grocer.