Daily Wabash Express, Terre Haute, Vigo County, 3 February 1884 — Page 4

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LIFE ANJD SOCIETY.

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The honey bee gives over Near her ewe The Iamb nods in the clover

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Couch the kine

Oa mother earth's broad breast Close to mine Real, weary wee one, rent.

Hallowed hour

Of nature's holiest. husiV Bleeps the flower On every stem and bush

In dusk's rose

A horned moon's as wing ". Sweet eyes close,

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Blarneyes are gllstenlue..'"*' With droop'd lldi* Come downy owlets forth—

Katydids,

The orlcket, and the moth. Dream-gods bless Thee, dreams of beauty bring,

Nod-land'n guest

To nod-land hurrying, jjs y-

Trails her lamp

The glow-worm through the dark That frail tramp The firefly, flaunts her spark-

Everywhere

Wee heads to hearts are pressed Wing takes care, Rest, weary wee one, rest.

lr«sslng With Good Xaste. In dressing children as trail as grown people, the garments Bhonldalways be Baited to the circumstances of the wearer and the occasion on which they are to be worn. However rich one may be, it is wrong to dress a child so elegantly tbat it dare not play, nor even be natural, for fear of ruining its clothes. White iB always prettiest for evening and warm weather, and in white there is wide range—from piques and lawns to India muslins and lace. But, whatever the material, let it be the best of its kind, well fitting and well made. |Put your money in the dress itself rather than the trimming. Coarse embroideries and cotton laces never look well, and proclaim poverty or else lack of refinement loudly. A fine nainsook or pique, simply trimmed, is often the dress of those who can afford more costly garments—cheaper materials loaded with coarse embroideries never.

Every year the fashion of colored clothes for children grows more popular—it is only babies in their first short clothes who wear altogether white. Tiny tots of two years, or even a year and a half old, are dressed in all-wool flannels or fine cashmeres for every day at home, with long aprons which cover the dress entirely, and which may be either white or of fine checkered gingham. The best pattern for auch dress is the English sacque, plain or pleated, with scant pleated flounce at the foot. Mother Hubbards are more dressy, but are difficult to laundry properly. Older girls wear flannels, cloths, cashmeres, serges, merinos, etc., in any and all colors.

The princess dress, more or less elaborately trimmed, iB a favorite style for girls under 13 years of age, and the simulated jacket, with full pleating for skirt and bag vest, is also popular. Indeed, fancy is allowed full play for dressmaking for children, and every' thing pretty and artistic is allowable. Charming dresses are made full, either shirred around the neck in Mother Hubbard fashion or on to a yoke, and again below the waist line, the fulness below forming a short skirt to the garment.

Another pretty model worn by girls under 10 years is pleated all the way down. About five inches from the foot a wide ribbon such is run in and out of the ilot holes, and a large bow is bow is made with it in front. A band of embroidery is placed under the edge HO as to show a little beyond. With this frock is worn a deep red Eoi de Home collar or fine cambric, edged with lace.—Philadelphia Press.

"What i8 Iiove? A COMMON EXPERIENCE.

A Brooklyn girl of exceptional refinement, talent, and common sense, whose family belonged to the best society, that is, the most cultured and moBt truly honorable, fell in love, or thought she did, with her dancingmaster, a young ignoramus, whose only claim to consideration lay in the grace and agility of his faultlessly shaped legs. This is no exaggeration. The man knew literally nothing but hi» profession, and for this he was preeminently fitted, both by nature and education. When the pupil's admiration for her teacher came to the consciousness of her family, their anxiety can better be imagined than described. Steps were immediately taken to counteract the obnoxious influence, but, as is usually the case, were too late. Oppo sition strengthened the bond, and after a few months of indescribable anxiety a very quiet weeding took place at the residence of the bride's mother. It was the only course possible, as a refusal to have the ceremony at home would have resulted in a runaway lerformance, which would have been arder to bear than the other. There tras nothing to do but to allow this rarely gifted girl to throw herself away in marriage upon a man in every respect unworthy of her. "You will see, she said to her mother a day or two before the wedding, "that I am right. You are so •prejudiced against that it may take some time before you will acknowledge it, but I know that we are exactly fitted to each other, and I should be the happiest girl in Brooklyn, if only things were different at home. But it is so strange that you, who have always been so fair and kind and unselfish, cannot admit the good qualities of the man whom I so dearly love."

What could this or any other affectionate and discreet mother .say under such circumstances, knowing as did this ode that destitution and unhappiness as surely waited for this birl who had been reared so tenderlv and educated so carefully, as night is sure to iollow the day? But the mother's judgment derived from an ample experience, was wth nothing to her daughter. She, like all the rest of the world, must find out for herself, and suffer and regret like the rest. The honeymoon of this wuple was shorter even than the wife's iend8 h~J ^mat T.hr«A fro ioortaml alone." The firet glance at her haggard, sorrow-stricken face was BuffiXfto tell the whole story, and

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words "Mother, I have come tostay," to paint the whole dreadful picture. When asked what the trouble was, she

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^"Oh ves" the mother answered, "but if that'is all, you have no excuse. Mitrriage is not like a garment that can bo put on and off at pleasure."

The response was as desperate as it was unexpected. "I shall not blame you if you refuse jo give me shelter," sue said, but I 'will never speak to again as long as I live. There is one resource left to me, and I assure you that death jyould be infinitely preferable to one hour of that man's society."

There was no more exaggeration about the statement than there had been about the one previously made in reference to the strength of her love ior this man whom she now as strongly detested. We kuow that this attraction does not endure even between persons of the same social standing, and of Bimilar tastes and culture. So it is clear that there is a something that we call love, and which lasts as long as life endures, and a something else •which resembled it so perfectly that uj to date there is no way to distingii sh between the two. So, what is love, and what is the natureof the jgIS ephemeral attraction that cloaeif reaembles it? If the marital mistakes and mipftriffi Vjh^li have qccurredin

other generations could only profit this one, there would then be some good accomplished by past suffering. Perhaps there is no other way by which development can be so surely attained as by the yoking together of men and women who are totally unsuited to each other. If the intention of Divinity is to"ahape our ends rough," there is certainly no rougher method that could possibly be employed. But all the same, we want to know what is love, and what is the something which is called love, but which is no more like it than the pure, newly fallen snowiB like the mud of the gutter, 5 ELINOR KJ*K.

tTosr tlie wirfe Women of Serbia Cure.

Medidl and Surgical Reporter: Doctors do not flourish in Serbia. Up to a very recent date their place was supplied by "wise women" called "babas." These "babas" profess to have an intuitive knowledge of medical plants but that intelligent being, the Serbian peasant, placed much less trust in tht-ir medi'jal men than in tlieir magical skill. Their performance in this line was remarkable, and Uieir rustic patients have every faith in it. The most commonly fatal' diseases in Serbia are consumption and congestion of the lungs. The staple remedy for the latter ailment is to administer to the patient three apples grown on the same bough. If, after eating these apples, which are supposed to' have some mysterious connection with the Trinity, the patient feels no better, then, but not till then, the v\ ifle woman adopts vigorous measures. The unfortunate malade is laid on the ground on bill stomach, the wise woman scatters salt over him, and marches around him mumbling cabalistic words. This seems to be a kind of exorcism, and would indicate a belief that the illness is caused by witchcraft or demoniacal possession.

Female Freaks.

Ann Dunn, who died in London a few days ago at the age of 39, weighed over 500 pounds. She measured three feet six inches around the shoulders.

The wife of a morning newspaper man in Keokuk, Iowa, has left him, saying she will not submit to any such

won't-go-Uome-untilmorning

business.

"My dear," said a dying husband to his wife, "when I am dead will you Bee that my grave is kept green?" "Yes," sobbed the broken-nearted woman, "I will for a little while."

Mrs. Edward Kendall, of West Suffield, Mass., is a very plucky young woman. Wednesday morning, while she was Arabella King, she went out driving to get some flowers for her wedding in the evening. She was thrown out of the wagon and her col-lar-bone broken, but she came to time for the evening ceremony.

It is to be perhaps one of the future features of life that women will be permitted to gamble. Then it will be a hot time for faro dealers and the bankB. Female human nature is full of the gambling propensity, and the most moral and respectable lady will, at a game of cartls, do the most unscrupulous things. Did you ever play even innocent keno in a small way with a lot of ladies? It may be because they are supposed to be playing for fun, but I am willing to wager that one out of any given three will cheat by an impulse that she can not help.

San Francisco News Lews Letter: A Chinese widow, all dressed in white and bitterly bewailing the loss of her husband, attracted quite a mob of hoodlums on Kearney street the other day as she followed the remains of her liege lord to the morgue. We have seen a Caucasian widow with a twelve foot crape veil and enough mourning on her to trim a catafalque parading the streets with a two inch black-bor-dered handkerchief and twelve-button gloves, and no one would even. take the slightest notice of her, and we are open to bet tbat a good, solid old-time Irish wake can discount for howling a whole orchestra of tom-toms united to a chorus of a raft of Chinese widows getting up an appetite for roast pig by shedding saffron-colored tears and emitting yells on the high to drive the devil away.

Facts About Women,

Pauline Lucca will be forty in April. The official canvaas in Iowa shows that at the last Btate election Mrs. J. Ellen Foster received one vote for governor.

Miss Geunadios, of Greece, has received from the prime minister of Greece a commission to execute a bust of Canning.

Queen Victoria has offered apaitments at Hampton court, palace to the widow of Capt. Moncrief, who was recently killed in the Soudan.

It is Baid that Queeii Victoria will lend Meissonier's picture "La Rixe" for the exhibition of that artist's works to be held in Paris in April next.

Miss Emily Faithful writes to a friend in Chicago, from Colorado Springs: "I cannot begin to tell you wliat I feel about the beauties of this country aud the perfect climate. It has given me a greater enthusiasm for nature than I ever had in my life." Miss Faithful is on her way to San Francisco.

Julia Margaret Cameron, who died recently at her lovely home in the Isle of Wight, became famous in photography. Her heads of Tennyson, Browning, Carlyle, Darwin, Herschel and others are the best ever taken of these men. Her Becret was to place her sitter far out of focus and subject the plate to an unusually long exposure.

Fashion Kotos.

Pug-dog clasps of scented wood are worn on house dresses. Embroidered Initials on all lingerie are long and slender In rppearance.

Slipper foxln^s of patent leather are stylish additions to handsome walking shoes.

A fashionable earring is a gold cat's head, with eyes or emerald or cat's-eyes jewels.

Lace yoke and sleeves of Escurial or Valenciennes are worn wlili or without a satin lining.

Odd brooches of red-yellow gold or silver are shaped like a toad with eyes of bright jewels.

Handkerchiefs of solid red or blue linen have dioe-shaped blocks in white on the Inch wide hem.

A quaint pendant or chain in antique silvei or gola represents a full moon with a laughing face."

Black Surah uuderskirts are lined with quilted flannel, and trimmed with twoor three pleated ruffles.

Handsome olasps of bronie with tracings of gilt, are suitable to wear with any of the fashionable colors.

Aprons of pongee are worked in crewels, and trimmed with imitation Valenciennes and bright ribbons.

Ball bouquets are hung from the left arm by several ribbons, and caught part way down against the dress skirt.

Pompadour lace now appears as a border on linen lawn covers for sofa and pincushions, bureau and toilet mats.

Chinese primroses form a pretty decoration for this season they bloom all winter in return for a very little attention.

Butterfly bows are made of Valencienncs or Oriental lace and caught in the center with a bar pin placed lengthwise.

Fob chains are considered very stylish for ladies to wear with plain tailor-made suiu tbat have a vest with a slit pocket, iipiush covered axes now decorate the walls of bedrooms, with a pincushion, mirror, or catch-all fastened to the head.

House shoulder capes of Escurial lace are lapped across the front to the left khoulder, and fastened with a spray of of velvet roses.

A breakfast cap Is shaped like a very small capote la. made of brocade and trimmed with a ruche of lace and a velvet bow toward the back.

Small hairpin curls are worn on the back of the nock with the high coifftnee. Without such an addition this style adds many years to the wearer's appearance.

A cradle cover of cream basket flannel is lined with blue satin and edged with Russian lace. A band of blue satin ribbon five inches wide is stretched diagonally acroes the cover, and worked in daisies

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initials are interwoven In the center, and a bow of ribbon finishes the band at the left corner.

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Railroad Color-Blindness.

Indianapolis Journal. Some two years since the Pennsylvania people commenced the testing of their train men as to their ability to distinguish color--, and the work has just been completed with significant rwalte, Pr, Wm, Thompson. ,,foe

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opthalmologist, by whom the work was conducted, finds that the average number of traiii hands having defective color sense is about 4.2, but those absolutely color-blind and unable to distinguish between a gray and green, or a green and red flag are fully 4 per cent. One very important conclusion he reaches, is that while the defect is generally congen ial it is sometimes caused by disease or injury, Ithastoo often been assumed that it is constitutional, and that when once a railroad company has weeded out the color-blind signal men from its service those who are left may be always relied on to distinguish signals. But if the commonest form of this disease— "red blindness"—may be acquired by those once fully able to Btand the tests employed by the ophthalmologist, all train men should be examined from time to time. A high French authority states that "color disease may be produced by straining the eye in dim light." It is rather startling to be told that "one man in twenty-five" is found unfit for service where prompt recognition of "color signals is required. Some who are color-blind do, indeed, distinguish correctly between danger and safety flags, but, as Dr. Thompson suggests, they are guided by form, not by color. It might be Some security, therefore, to make every danger signal peculiarly recognizable by both its form and color. ^MISUSING CHLOROFORM.

The Extent to Which Women Blake Ira proper Use of that Drug and Sulphuric Ether. New York Bun. "I've seen that paragraph," eaid a West Side druggist, glancing at a newspaper Bcrap that told an alarming story of a prevalent vice among New York women, "and know jUBt what it is worth. In the inscrutable wisdom of an All-Wise Providence all the legitimate descendants of Ananias and Sappbira have become New York correspondents for country papers and oh, how they lie! Four or five, yes, half -a dozen years ago,-there was some basis of truth for that story, for then a great many women did use chloroform as an intox icant, but of late years that taste has become comparatively rare. Even when the vice was most prevalent, where, one woman used chloroform three'took chloral and five were ad dieted to hypodermic injections, or the internal use of morphia, and the one habit that has spread most and has the greatest number of victims now, by far, is the subcutaneous injection of morphine. Such, at least, has been the re suit of my observation, and I= think I know the business." vI .f

An east side druggist said: "The writer of that paragraph, 1 see, settles upon the women of the eaBt side as those most addicted to the use of chloroform. He is wrong. Formerly—several years ago—I suppose they did their share of it, as a good many women then did, but it has gone out of fashion, and a much less hurtful and and more social fluid refreshment, known as beer, has supplanted it. A few here and there have become slaves to the vice, and can not leave it off, but their number is not worth talking about. I know of two such, but neither is among my customers. I would not sell chloroform, knowingly, to be used in that way. You had better ask some reliable physician if you want solid facts about the matter.'r

Dr. Stephen W. Koof said "Unquestionably, the use of chloroform as a stimulant has declined of late years, but there is still a grefct deal of the drug consumed in that way. It is by no means easy to determine who are the chloroform drunkards, for they are almost all women, and women are very secretive and cunning when it comes to doing what they know is wrong. They will buy small portions of the fluid from different drug stores, where they are not known, and under various pretexts. Often they will get it in the form of a very strong cloroform liniment, when they simply purpose enhaling it, but wish to conceal the fact. There are almost as many women who use sulphuric ether in that way as there are who take chloroform, but the latter is most likely to be preferred, as it is sweeter and pleasanter. When the evil effects of hydrate of chloral were exposed a number of years ago, at a time when it was a popular drug for those who Bought intoxication other than alcoholic,a good many women were badly scared, but, unable to drop everything of the sort. turned from it to the chloroform and ether. The habit of getting drunk on such things becomes fixed, just as the habit of liquor drinking does, but is less likely to spread and make new permanent victims, because there is no sociability about these drug drunks. People who resort to them do so positively and solely for sensual and selfish gratification of inebriation. And they do not afford the satisfaction that drinking men want and find in liquor. If you saturate a cloth with chloroform or ether, threw it over your face and breathe the fumes, you will have a very brief exhileration, say for a minute oi two, and then all will be gone, except, perhaps, a little feeling of nausea. To get drunk aB a dringing man can with liquor, it is necessary to keep on saturating the cloth at intervals. "Women who have a tendency to —j hysteria are those most likely to resort particularly fond of pets, to the use of chloroform and ether. Arthnrhari thwi Mms Mi temporary relief is ob

Of course, tained, but the ultimate consequence is an aggravation of the complaint, and those drugs will induce a mental and physical condition like mania a potu just as certainly as liquor will. I knew of a woman a few years ago, the wife of an excellent gentleman, a downtown merchant, who was a slave to ether. She was one of a family of six children, who all had an inherited predisposition to drunkenness. Every little while the craving would come upon her for an ether spree. She would have a violent fit of hysteria, and to quiet her the husband was obliged to supply her with ether. He used to buy it in quantity from a wholesale house', fend Bhe would empty pound bottle by the dozen. Each of her ether sprees would last about two weeks. During that time she would shut herself up in her room, and so much of the drug did she use that the smell of it would enter the adjoining houses, and even reach the street, although she was on the third floor. It killed her eventually. "What is the difference between chloroform and sulpher ether?" "Oh, there isa vast deal of difference in their properties, composition in fact, in everything about them, except that they are anaesthetics. Chloroform is the pleasantest to take, because it is sweet, and women are likely to prefer it on that account. Crude chloroform is made with chloroform lime, rectified spirits, slacked liine, water, sulphoric acid, and chloride of calcium. Quite an impure form of it is largely produced in England by the action el chlorinated lime on pyroxilic spirit. The article administered in medicine is purified, and is produced by a process requiring skill, delicacy and accuracy. Sulphuric ether is composed of ethyl oxide and alcohol, with sulphuric acid, chloride of calcium, slaked lime and water. It is obtained by the action of sulphuric acid on alcohol." "Hardly an inviting receipt "Well, no and yet people who once became addicted to it seem to become as infatuated with it as others are with gin, brandy, whisky, or wine. The popular idea among people who do not take these drugs, that tbey put one to sleep, is erroneous. In sufficient quantity they do, of course, but in small inhalations they exhilerate,

LADY BEST'S MISTAKE.

BY JBAN inDDLBSIASS.'

They lived in a creeper-colored cottage, nestling among verdure in the highly-cultivated valley of one of the Home counties. There was a small dairy farm attached to it, upon which Lady Best bestowed all hsr leisure hours and thereby nmnaged to add no inconsiderable sum to her income, which since her husband's death had been rather limited.

With the money derired from this source she bad been able to send her only son, Arthur, to Oxford—Arthur, who was the apple of her eye, the one only being for whom she really cared. She had given him a firat-class education, and it had not beeai received onstony ground, for Arthur was clever, and a book-worm, too much so for worldly purposes, since he had indulged in study and contemplation till he had become a dreamer. By the time he reached the age of twenty-five it had been declared by- all the neighbors, and Lady Best's circle generally, that Arthur would never do any good for himself in life a'hard verdict, considering that he had not a single" vice, and was handsome and manlylooking.. Not that his habits and pur1 suits were exactly manly fishing was the only sport which he had ever been known to indulge, and he spent his time foT the most part in wandering listlessly about the valley, wearing clothes of a somewhat (esthetic cut, which was particularly distasteful to his rural neighbors, a slouching felt hat on his head, and a book—generally poetry—in his hand.

Idolizing Arthur though the did, it depressed Lady Best not a little to see him take to an effeminate do-nothing style of life and since he had now wasted more than a year in this sort of dream, she began to despair of seeing him embark in any of the professions for which she had hoped his education would have fitted him. What she was to do—how she was to change the current of events—she did not know. "Was he in love? Had he had a disappointment?" her acquaintances asked her till she was tired of answering. The question, however, at last suggested a remedy. Why should not a touch of the very disease from which people thought that he was suffering, bring about his cure?

Girls! she would surround him with girls of course, while she had a due regard for good looks, never forgetting that in her estimation nothing mado the eyes glisten with so much pleasure as the sight of gold

So Lady Best ga and invited an the beauty of the county, including two or three heiresses, but before the afternoon was half over Arthur had disappeared. He had wandered down the valley away from "the noise,"' as he called the musical laughter oi these maidens, promising himself to return as soon as they should all be gone

Lady Best was disappointed but not crushed, she would try again, this time in a quieter, but she hoped a more effectual way. "Arthur, was out so much she was at times very dull," she told him "moreover, she wanted some assisttance in effecting one or two dairy re forms. Her eldest brother's daughter —Hannah Milton—aged nineteen, was, she understood, a decidedly practical, energetic girl. She had not seen her since she was a baby, but she should like to invite her on a long visit and -make her acquaintance. Had Arthur any objection?" "No none whatever. Of course his mother was perfectly free to do as she liked."'

But would he be civil and kind to this unknown cousin when she came "If ehe pleased, him, certainly but, doubtless, she would in no way interfere in his pursuits."

Not very encouraging if Lady Best had any serious intentions in reference to Miss Hannah Milton, who— we will observe in parenthesis—she believed would sooner or later come into the possession of at least a hundred thousand pounds.

Not a word of this did she, however, utter to Arthur, but, without further discussion, wrote an affectionate letter to her niece, asking her to come and stay at the cottage as Ions as she could endure the frugality and smallness of their impecunious life.

Miss Hannah Milton answered by return of post that she should be delighted to avail herself of her aunt's invitation, more especially as her father was going abroad on business and she should be her own mistress for the next two months. She might be expected to arrive, bag and baggage, at the cottage on the 5th of July. It was then the end of June.

To this announcement followed a postecrtpt that she hoped her dear aunt did not object to living animals, as of course she could not leave hers all alone at Milton} hall during her father's absence.

Lady Best was delighted at the success of her letter, and wrote again to say that both she and Arthur were larbiuuiaxiy IUUU vi

Arthur had read Miss Milton's letter, and merely said he hoped the dogs, if they were dogs, were thoroughbreds he bated everything that was not perfect.

So, till the 5th of July, the cottage, whenever Arthur went out—for it could not be expected that he Bhould endure luss and clatter—was convulsed with preparations for the arrival of the heiress-niece and her retinue.^ A bedroom was turned into a boudoir for her private use, and two bedrooms adjoining were set aside for herself and her maid.

The cottage was one of those elastic establishments with countless small 100ms, capable of taking in a larger number of people^ than its exterior would lead you to imagine.

Hannah Milton's home was in the north. It would be quite evening before she would arrive and Lady Best passed all the day in a state of feverish excitement, wandering from room to to room. She seemed to feel that there was a destiny at stake while Arthur, the individual who in all probability the most concerned, was perfectly cool and collected and passed the hours in his habitual placid enjoyment of a book.

The mystic shade of twilight was already creeping up the vtuley when wheels were heard approaching the cottage, and Lady Best went out into the porch to receive her guest. Fain would she have persuaded Arthur to accompany her, but he preferred an arm-chair Dy the window.

At last the carriage is at the door, and Hannah Milton, having sprung out, is clamorously kissing her aunt.

There is nothing aesthetic or dreamy about her. She has a broad, plain, honest, open face, with fine eyes and a large mouth full of Btrong-looking white teeth—not the slightest pretension to beauty, but you can see at a glance tbat Hannah Milton is a thoroughly good, kind, sincere woman. Her voice is very loud, but it has the ringof a true heart. It frightens Lady Best, however, as she- thinks, "What will Arthur say? Will be run away from Hannah, or allow himself to be subdnedby her.

In the carriage beside Hannah, halt concealed by bird-cages, a Persian cat and three small dogs of differentbreeds, there is a girl—the maid of course. The dogs and the cat spring out after Hannah and the footman fakes the bird-cages. Just as the unnoticed oc-

and are" capable of affording "a rapid cupant of the carriage is stepping out successions of one, two, and three min- Hannah tur'ns round. ore sprees

"Oh! I forgot let me introduce say

dearest friend, Agatha Burhley. Of course you expected her she never leaves me, you know."

Lady Best field out her hand in a welcome to which her heart did not respond nor did she speak, except to say:

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"And.your maid, Hannah?" Miss Milton burst out laUgfiibg. "That is a luxury in which we don't indulge—do we, Aggy We arrange our toilets ourselves, and very- effective they are sometimes, eh?"

Lady Best looked again at this companion of whom she had never heard before. No, decidedly if she had known of her existence she would not have asked Hannah to the cottage. For Agatha was beautiful, of that refined spiritualised beauty about which poets rave.

For an indefinite period she had invited Hannab, and this companion, this Agatha, was Bhe also to be their daily associate for weeks

The meeting with Arthur, however, could not be deferred, and Lady Best led the way into the drawing-room.

Ho was as cordial as it was in his nature to be in his reception of his cousin, but when the same formula of introduction with which Lady Best bad been greeted was gone through, and Agatha dragged forward by her energetic friend, stood before him, with the pale gleam of the rising moonlight on her face, he started bqck as though he had seen a spectre, more in fear than admiration, as it seemed to his anxious watching mother,

There was no time, however, for speculation as to what feelings Agatha had awakened in Arthur's breast., the necessities were asserting theniBelves and Hannah in her blunt way declared herself to be famishing. "A rapid toilet and dinner. Come on, Agatha, we shall hot keep Lady Best waiting Ibng," and the two girls went quickiy up into the rooms that had bsen prepared forthem.

In less ttian a quarter ef an hour they came back, look as spec-and-span as if they had made no long journey. It was very obvious that the services of a maid were unnecessary.

The evening, however was scarcely a merry one. Arthur was more than usually silent and meditative, Agatha very tired she was not so robuBt as Hannah, who was the only lively one of the party, and chatted carelessly to Lady Best, who, for once in her life, was not a good listen e. All her attention was rivited on "that young person," as she already, in her mind, designated the somewhat lackadaisical Agatha.

Hannah was very full of the pro jected dairy reforms. She loved everything that gave her practical tenden cies full vent but Lady Best was by no means as keen as she was. "While they were reforming what would Arthur and this beautiful Agatha be doing?" she asked herself. "Oh, if Hannah would only turn her full attention on the far more import-, ant work of reforming Arthur 1"

Lady Best was, however, too much of a diplomatist to let her thoughts appear in words no, she must act, manoeuvre, watch.

Of course the first thing next morn ing Hannah expressed a wish to go over the farm, and accompanied by Agatha, she and Lady Best started on a tour of inspection. Arthur had seen the farm ad nameim^ he said, and it did not amuse him he preferred re maining in the house till luncheon time.

With the explanations and discussions which this farming pilgrimage entailed, Lady Best's spirits rose and she became thoroughly absorbed in her subject, rejoicing that she had found so congenial a companion and able co-worker as Hannah. On a sudden, however, her spirits fell to zero— Agatha had disappeared. "Of course she had gone to join Arthur it was a preconcerted plan between them," and tho mother as she thought of it became perfectly miserable.

No more talk about gallons of milk, London market, home consumption &c. She was tired, she said, and ill Hannah did not mind, they would return to the house. They reached the bottom of the garden, which lay in front of the drawing-room windows, just as Agatha,accompanied by Arthur, strolled np the terrace. towards the wood.

The sight was past bearing this then was to be the end of all her loving care for Arthur he waB to marry Hannah's penniless companion. Nor did Hannah's remark, as she too perceived them, tend to calm the excited mother's fears. "Oh! they are going to .have a little chat. I told A«gy the sooner it was over the better." "A chat with my son Has this— this Miss Burghley met Arthur be fore?"

Hannah laughed. "Did you not know? Oh! then I must not tell the secrets of the prison house. But pray don't look so rueful, aunty mine. The secret is not of a very dreadful nature

Lady Best was, however, by no means ccmforted by the intelligence. "Arthur had been carrying on with this girl unknown to her and hence the reason of his dejection and listlessness. Of course the neighbors were right love was the root of the evil. And to think of the little minx forcing herself inhere under Hannah's auspices. Oh I it was too bad, very much too bad she had been treated shame tolly!"

And, her heart to full tb speak without committing herself, which pride prevented when she remembered- that this niece had been conniving to deceive her, she went indoors, up into her own room, of which she iocked the door, and then indulge^ in the luxury of a tempestuous burst of tears.

For more than an tour she remained there sobbing and composing herself by turns, till at last she heard voices underjthe window. Carefully concealing herself, she peeped from behind the curtain.

There they were, all three talking and laughing, a "woke up" look on Arthur's face which she had not seen there for months

It was strange, very strange and as she stood and watched them Bhe could not make up her mind whether she had or had not made a mistake in asking these people to come. After all, if his love for Agatha saved Arthur from despodency and made a man of him, she ought to consider her object gained.

Anyway she made up her mind to be silent for the 'present and take notes and so deciding, she washed her face, smoothed herj silvering hair, Bet her cap daintily 6n her head and went down-stairs, where the luncheon was decidecQy far more cheery than the dinner had been on the previous evening.

And the days passed on—life at the cottage seemed very bright to all but its mistress, who could not reconcile herself to the fact that she had been deceived not even though it gladdened her heart to hear Arthur

laughing merrily, as he sometimes did at his cousin's sallies, or to see him take an interest he never took before in the farm and its workings.

Agatha's pale beautiful face would come between the mother and the change her presence seemed to have effected, and Lady Best felt that she could never love Agatha, even though Arthur's whole happiness was centered in her.

But if she had lost a son she had gained a daughter, for, appreciating Hannah's merits as she did to the fullest, she felt that she was each day learning to love her 'more and more. Many nmes was it on her lips to tell her now grieved she was at the direction Arthur's fancy seemed to have taken, but pride held" her back.

At last, almost before they could believe in its approach, St. Partridge arrived, and with a letter from Mr. Milton, saying he Bhonld be back in less than a week that he would take the the cottage on his way, see his sister and escort his daughter home.

What tears and heart-burnings did this letter produce! Hannah was evidently in despair at leaving the cottage. Arthur became as despondent as he was two months ago only Agitha seemed to have no regret "Of course not, since she expects to stay here always not with me, though. SheVill not live here with me," raged Ladt Beat to henelf.

A\d in this mood Arthur found her

one. morning, when ie songht her in the little morning-room she called her den.

He broke the ice without any preliminary skating over it. "Mother, will it not be a pleasure to you if I bring, you a daughter to welcome?" "Oh, Arthur, if you only knew how I have dreaded this question 1" "Dreaded it, mother? I thought you would be delighted." "How could you? A penniless, lackadaisical, intriguLig the rest of her .sentence Was a sob, interrupted, however, by an exclamation from Arthur.

Penniless —Hannah? Why, her only fault in my eyes is that she has money, and my uncle may think"

Hannah! You do't mean to say it is Hannah you love? Oh, you dear Arthur—my own boy 1" "You aid not think it was Agatha? Why, she has been engaged to my old college chum, Laurence Wilmot, for the last year. They had a little breeze just before she came here, which I had the pleasure of making up. I could not tell you, because the whole thing was a secret on account of his uncle. The old gentleman, however, has given in and they are to be married very soon."

Lady Best soon forgot all her anxiety and the unhappiness of the last few weeks in her present joy and of course she promised to negotiate matters with Mr. Milton when he should arrive, and she did so most effectually, for he seemed as

§ay

leased as she was and from the that the marriage was finally settled, she began to unbend and find a

Elace

for Agatha, in her capacious eart, showering upon the girl—in very gratitude, for finding that her love for Arthur was all a mistake—as many kindnesses and presents as she bestowed on her well-beloved Hannah.

And when, at last, the two marriages took place at Milton Hall on the same day, the uninitiated would have thought that Lady Best was the mother of both the brides.

A FORTUNE IN A JAM.POT.

How

a

Law Clerk

Gained a

Seward

and

a Wife at the Same Time.

"Bomantio Stories of the Legal Profei. slon.,' It often happens that the issue of great suits at law, particulary in England, depends upon a single document which it is very difficult to produce. That was the weak point in the case which Messrs. Sharpe & Floyde were managing for Mr. Morpeth. A certain deed was almost absolutely essential to success, and it was not to be found for love or money. An advertisement had been inserted in all the leading papers for months, offering a reward of £300 for the valuable parchment, but not a word had come in response. The lawyers felt confident that it could not be in existence an offer of £900 must have hrought it to light, they argued, if anybody had it in possession. But Morpeth insisted upon believing that it could be found. So he instructed Messrs. Sharpe & Floyd to increase the sum of £500 and go on advertising and accordingly Tom Halliday, a clerk in the office, was dispatched to the advertising agency witn orders to contract for the necessary space in all the dailies for a fortnight.

Tom had a sweetheart, naturally enough, and they were going to be married as soon as they could contrive to buy furniture for a couple of rooms. It was his habit of a Saturday to take a stroll with her and accompany her home to tea and as it was on a Saturday that he made this trip to the ad vertising agency, of course he told her all about it, and they amused themselves by discussing what they would do with the reward, supposing the should chance to find the missing deed They were talking in this rediculoue strain when they reached the girl's home. The table was spread, and among the dainties of the occasion was a pot of home-made raspberiy jam, brought out especially in honor of bis visit, Tom was informed.

He had hardly taken thefirst mouthful, however, when he turned suddenly pale, his lower jaw- dropped, and he sat gazing fixedly at the jam pot, like one spellbound. The girl fancied he must be ill, the mother wondered if he had come upon a black beetle. "It's nothing," Toih managed to gasp after a

ma «T aViall Kn all rlirn/ifltr

a time. "I shall be all right directly. It's—its the £500. When he had recovered from his bewilderment he began to compare "the names of the parties to the missing deed, as mentioned in the advertisement, with the pieces of parchment that had covered the jam pot, and that lay upside down on the table before him. There they were, the very satrfe. He had certainly found the missin_ least a fragment of it. "And now, if we can only trace the rest," he exclaimed, "our fortune's made." The mother threw open her cupboard and there were two dozen jam pots, lacking one, each with apiece of the parchment tied over it for a cover. It was an anxious moment. The pots were quickly uncoveied, the circular bits fitted together, and at last the thing took definite and symmetrical shape, and not a line was wanting. A few of the "and whereases" and "provided alsos" were a trifle sticky, but hot the smallest part had been destroyed.

Tom did not stop to finish hiB dinner. He put the precious jam-pot covers into his pocket and ran at the top of his speed to Messrs. Sharpe and Floyd. They agreed with him at once that he had secured the long lost deed, and then they recalled the fact that they had once had offices in the quarter Where the mother of Tom's sweetheart lived, and that on coming away they had swept a good many useless papers into a corner and left them there, and this deed must somehow have been among them, though they bad never been able before to surmise how it could have slipped from their custody. They hastened to Mr. Morpeth with the good news, and he drew a check on the spot. for £500, payable to Tom's order, and Mr. Morpeth won his suit, and Tom married the girl of hiB heart as soon as the wedding gown could be made—all because a nicefingered old lady had cut covers out of archment for her jam-pots in such a *W

war-

Sfc Coasting in Vermont. Coasters of all ages availed tnemeelves of the mayor's permission and spent Saturday evening last in Maple Btreet, Burlington, Vt. The hill was a glare of ice, and the coasters' shouts were heard all over the city. The

Free

Press describes the scene: "The speed attained was something terrific. Those who had courage enough to try the experiment started near Willard street. Others started at Union. The spectator at Union Btreet was made aware of the Btart at Willard street by a prolonged shout In a moment a black specka became visible over the bill. Before it could be fixed by the eye it had dashed by—in some cases with a jump of ten feet over the street crossing—leaving no impression but a prolonged streak and an equally prolonged shout Before one could realize what had passed it had disappeared over the next hill and gone on its way toward the lake, nearly a mile from the starting point.

fn Stealing is Natnrar Cincinnati Enquirer. A little stealing is natural to man. All the old patriarchs who were blessed in their posterity' stole a little now and then. Moses ordered his countrymen to rob from the Egyptians before they started for the promised land,

BO

every fellow went out with a blessing and a lot of plunder. Jacob stole Laban's daughter, and was caught up with on the toad but he had sucn winning ways about him that old Laban Vet lip on bim. David stole Uriah's wife Solomon stole everybody's wife. Jacob even stole flu father's blessing by pulling sheep's wool over his face, which the old man in his dotage thought was Esau's beard.

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1884/ r.

A MILLIONAIRE'S RISK.

John W.Haekey'i Jnmp from Barkeeper to Bonaim King. Louisville Courier-Journal.

Among the numbers of men who have leaped from comparative poverty and obscurity in this country, in the past half century, none stand out mere prominently than John W. Mackey, the California millionaire, at present living in Paris. His name is known all over the continent, and the vast project of laying another cable acroes the Atlantic, bringing tho other conti-. nent into instantaneous connection with ours, with which he is so greatly identified, brings him before the people again. To those familiar with his career in the past few yean, and knowing his immense wealth and splendid surroundings, it is almost miraculous that, within the memory of comparatively young men, he was poor and obscure, without a dollar in the world. Although much has been written and said about him, as a matter of course but few persons are acquainted with his early life, and the tact that be was at one time a resident of this city has never been made public. As a reporter was passing down Main street yesterday a gentleman standing at the corner of Twelfth street remarked You see that building over there," pointing to the house on the northwest corner of Twelfth and Main. Upon the reporter's replying in the affirmative, he continued: "I suppose it would Burprise a number of persons to know that Mackay once lived there, and kept a saloon. The Btory is not generally known, as he was not a man of wide acquaintance, and when he left the city all thought of him died out. Oi those who used to take drinks from handB across the counter, but few recognize him in his new sphere. "Along about 1845 Mackey came to this city in company with one or two others in search of employment He was a young'man, strong, active and willing to work at almoBt anything which would afford him a good living. An old two-story frame building stood at the corner over there, and the front room had been used as a saloon. The proprietor closed up a few months before, however, and the building was left without a tenant Mackey' has some little money, and as the location was a good one he resolved to start a barroom there. He made a bargain with the proprietor and secured the place, opening up about a week later. The room and its fixtures would be in strong aontcast with the fine saloons Of the present day, with their gilded counters and fancy bars. The walls were covered with a simple coat of white paint and the counter was a long, narrow one made of pine boards.

Behind it was a shell tin which sat some bottles and glasses. His coming was not taken much notice of and none felt enough interest to inquire from whence he came or who he was. He was an energetic and industrious man, polite and attentive to his customers, and his short figure and smiling face could be seen at all times behind the bar. He soon built up a very good trade, but he never appeared satified. It was evident that he was not intended for such an avocation in life, as he was restless and, like Micawber, constantly waiting for something to turn up. "The-long-looked-for day finally arrived, and he started for California, little expecting that such good fortune as fell to his lot was awaiting him. In 1849 the gold fever was at its height, and every day emigrants were leaving for the Pacific Coast, eager to reap the harvest of gold which they confi dently expected was waiting for them Mackay was one of the first persons in tbis city to be afflicted with the fever, and he endeavored to induce a number of friends to go with him. A party of about twenty-five was finally made up, and he was one of the leaders in it He sold his property interests for a small sum, and that was the last heard of him until he jumped suddenly into the lap of fortune, "I was" said the gentleman, "in Cal ifornia at the time of his arrival there, and watched his career with considerable interest. He had previously known Flood and O'Brien, and tbey were very fast friends. They were at that time keeping a saloon in San Francisco and Mackay worked in the mines. The two famous fields of wealth then were the California and Consolidated Virginia, and he Worked in both of them. He was a very shrewd man, tolerably well educated, and had some knowledge of civil engineering. He clearly saw that money invested in the stock of either of these mines was sure to bring good results, and every dollar he could raise was invested in that way. At his instance Flood and O'Brien went in with him, and the three purchased stock at $3 a share. Soon afterwards it went up to $7, and gradually increased to $18. In this simple manner their fortunes were made, aud almost before they knew it they were wealthy men. Mackay then lived in a frame house on Sutter street, and his figure became a familiar one to the frequenters of the mines. "He was not married then, but he met the woman who became his wife soon afterwards. This in itself is a little romance and illustrates his character. She was a widow when he became acquainted with her, and was the daughter of Major Hungleford, of New Orleans. She married a doctor and moved to Nevada City, where her husband died some time afterwards. He was a poor man, and left his wife and phild in destitute circumstances. Mackay heard of this some months later, and started a subscription for the widow's benefit, contributing liberally himself, and raising a neat little sum. This so touched the widow's heart that she called on him to "thank him for his kindness. She was young and pretty, •with a childish face and winning ways, and captured Mackay's heart completely. His courtship was a quiet one and of short duration, and soon the pretty widow united her destiny with his. Mackay was tben a rich mail, but he kept widening liis field of action until in connection of flood, O'Brien and Fair he established the Nevada Bank, and Louis McCain went from Baltimore to manage it. Since that time Mackay's career has been familiar to- almost every school boy. Unlike the majority of men, however, he does not forget that he was once dependent himself, and his charity has been great. He is a member of the Catholic chnrch, and established an orphan asylum for the children of that denomination in Nevada City, which he still supports. He is always ready to give for charity's sake, and in addition is polite and courteous to everybody."

Gorgeous Diamonds, ^j.

New York Journal. At a private ball given during the past week it was said tbat diamonds to the value of $1,000,000 were worn. Mrs. William Astor has the finest diamonds owned by any lady residing in this city. One of her handsome sets is a riviere necklace of large stones, every one at least eight karats in weight. The necklace is in three rows, the stones being set closely, and from it depends a loacet with a diamond of 16 karats in the center surrounded by smaller ones. She also wears with this a tiara of diamonds in the hair, and bracelets set with large diamonds as well as solitaire ear-rings and several handsome rings. A beautiful pendant owned by Mrs. Astor is made, of cinnamon-colored diamonds, which are very rare, set with white diamonds. Mrs. Astor also wears a watch with a monogram in diamonds and rubies. Her diamonds alone are valuedgat $250,000, and she has many other beautiful iewels.

1

An Invasion of Babbits.

Washington National Republican. During the past few dfcys a great many rabbita have invaded this city ttovu the woods and fields on the opposite shores of the Potomac. They

crossed over in droves on the ice doubtless in search of food. About daylight yesterday morning large numbers of them were seen bobbing about in the Smithsonian, Agricultural, and Monumental groundB. Observers state toat they appeared to be perfectly tame, as they contentedly nibbled at tufts of dry grass. A gentleman from Virginia told a Republican reporter yesterday evening that the poor animals were not only starving to death, but were being slaughtered in thousands by colored gunners and their dogs. "The cradle and the grave," he said, "are represented in the throng of dusky shootists, w!io earn a meagre living by rabbit shooting-. The dogs assisted their owners during the day, and at night scoot oh their own account. The woods are full of yelping, howling dogs all night in a half .starved condition. The rabbits are their only food eupply."

GEO. LAKE'S SXRANGE STOKY,

Serving a Long Term in Sing Sins for Harrying a Girl Buppoaed to be Hi* Daughter. New York Specials"

George W. Lake resided in Topfield, Mass., some years ago. His next neighbors were a family named Sweeney. The character of Miss Sweeney, a member of the family, as alleged, was not good. In 1858, when George had just completed hisfifteenth year, be left home and went to Bea. Soon after his departure Miss Sweeney gave birth to a child. Young Lake found his way to Japan, and went into business in small way, gathering Japanese ese curiosities and selling them to foreign visitors. He made money rap^VJ BBu finally returned- to America to engage in the business of sellint Japanese curiosities. He first visited Topsfield, and remained sometime with his relatives. Among the children who used to play around the abode of his parents was Ettie Sweeney, an attractive little girl of 8 or £, tne daughter of Miss Sweeney, born soon after George had quitted home for the sea. The child was neglected and allowed to run about the streets in a half-wild state. George took an in terest in the poor waif, and with the consent of her grandmother bought clothes for her, put her in a family where she would be properly cared for, and sent her to school. Having thus provided for the child, he came to New York and started in business. The girl was well cared for, and went with credit through several of the best seminaries. George amply provided for her in every respect.

In 1878, when the girl was nearly 20 years, of age, Lake brought her here, and, without any formal marriage ceremony, the two assumed the relation of husband and wife. When a child was born George failed to file the necessaiy certificate, and the police author! ties, while he was at business, entered his house and removed the mother and child to Bellevue hospital but he filed the certificate, and mother and child returned to his abode. Soon afterward George removed with his supposed wife and child to Staten Island and leased land from theMutual Life Insurance company. He claims that the company would not give him the lease because they were desirous of selling the land. The company then proceeded to dispossess him Decause he had not paid the rent. He succeeded against the company be fore two juries, and therefore the com pany got out what is termed a twohour dispossess notice, and, during his absence, turned bis wife and child out of doors during a March storm. He brought an action against the company for damages, which iB understood to be pending. The company then procured the indictment of Lake on the ground that his wife was his own daughter.

On the trial the testimony was un satisfactory. The mother of Lake's alleged danghter was dead, and the only evidence that in any way seemed to bear upon the charge was the fact that the girl had always called Lake papa. Lake was convicted and sen tenced to nine years in the peniten tiary. Since his conviction his wife has become demented, and is in lunatic asylum. Judge Pratt, before whom the story was told yesterday morning in an argument for Lake's release, set down the matter for afurther hearing on Saturday next.

1 AUNTY AND UNCLE,

Two Characters who Have VUlted the Surrogate's Record Room for Tears. New York Bun.

The record room of the Surrogate's court is a large apartment on the ground floor of the big marble court house, and is lined on every side, from floor to ceiling, with rows upon rows of testamentary papers that have been left by dead and gone New Yorkers, Scores of attaches, lawyers' clerks and others sit in the room from morning until dusk, copying at long tables from the musty old books and papers. Hundreds come in to ask countless questions about executors, guardians, wills, contests, codicils, and decisions. Peddlers wander in and beggars, too, but the

Eeggars.get.

eddlera never make a sale, and the almost nothing. Among the visitors are two who have come and gone with monotonous regularity, day after day and week after week, for years. One is an old colored woman, who wears widow's weeds, carries a small leather reticule, and totters from clerk to clerk, with the same inquiry at all times: "Now, sir, when will you have those papers copied I have spent several thousand dollars on them already, and I'm getting tired of waiting,

After making the round and being told by each, "That other man over there can tell you," she totters out and comes back next day and goes through the same performance

About the hour of her arrival an old white-haired man, with a battered beaver, who hobbles along with the aid of a black thorn stick, walks slowly in, and, going from one clerk to tbe other, leanB over and demands, in a tone of anger:

Has my lawyer completed the search of that estate yet?" He, too, hobbles away without getting any definite information. Both these visitors are harmless cranks. "It's got

SO now,"

snid"

OLD INDIAN

one of the

clerks, "that the place would be lone some without Annty and Uncle. Aunty's husband died years ago, and left an estate tbat, to put nn outside limit on it, would amount to scarcely $50. She applied for and obtained letters of administration. Shortly afterward her old head became turned, and now she thinks she is immensely wealthy, owns the two blocks of houses in Madison avenue

between Sixty-seventh and

Sixty-ninth streete, and has property in litigation. The few pennies she sometimes has seem to her to be hun dreds of times as many dollars. Old Uncle Quinn has an illusion alBO. Years ago a man of bis name died and left an estate. He got the idea that he was the heir. He has had Bcores of lawyers come here and search the records for days in vain before we discovered his ailment and saved new legal comers further time and trouble. Both Auntie and Uncle are known to nearly everybody in the building, and their notions are humored."

Valuable Mosaic Discovery. A large block of mosaic masonary has been found in .Nunes, France, which is well preserved and is worth $200,000. It represents a Roman emperor enthroned, with a woman at his side, and surrounded by a group of slaves and a warrior wearing a helmet. Two men before him are leading a lion and a wild boar. The colors are as fresh as if painted yesterday.

The Paris pawn shops being practically government offices, the disposal of

stolen articles In them is very hazardous, as all the offioes are under one control and in constant communication,

JIM

JACOBS.

The Octogenarian Pot-Hnnter ef the Seneca Reservation—His Sixty-Hre Years' War Against Game In Northern

Pennsjlvaafcb-HunUng and Trapping In and Ont of Season—Methods of Ex. termination. Little Valley, N. Y., Special.

Until petroleum was discovered in McKean county, Pa., which led to the rapid building up of towns and the laying of railroads in all directions, the entire areas of McKean, Potter, Forest and Elk counties in Pennsylvania were almost one unbroken wilderness, penetrated only by log-chop-pere, bark-peelers and hunters and fishermen. Eight years have mads a great difference in the physical character of that part of Pennsylvania, and while the change from silent wilderness to bustling town and city was hailed generally with rejoicing by the scant populace that the oilmen found in the district, there is at least, one resident of the vicinity who had witnessed the metamorphosis with a bitterness in his heart that frequently finds emphatic expression from his lips. This is "Jim" Jacobs, the famous hunter of the Cattaraugus Reservation, whose home iB at Salamanca. The advance of the drill has gradually wiped out of existence a district which had been for sixty years a favorite pornon ol his hunting ground, which embraced at one time the region between the headwaters of the Allegheny and those of the Susquehanna. But even- with the great area thus taken from the forest a greater portion of the counties named, together with Clarion, Jeuterson, Clearfield and Warren, still remains forest, swamp and jungle, wherein the deer and bear ana other wild game probably abound in greater numbers than in any other section of the eastern states, and in those forests the old Indian hnnter referred to, in company with others of his tribe, now spend the most of his time, and scores of deer and bear and fur-bearing animals annually yield to his skill with the rifle and trap.

Jim Jacobs is a full-blooded Seneca Indian, and although he is eighty-five years of age he is erect as a pine, and a bundle of bones and sinew. He is

over six feet tall, and in spite of his great age his hair is as black as the fur of any bear he ever trapped, and is worn long down his shoulders after the custom adopted by his tribe when it settled down to the ways of peace and civilization. His eyes are as clear and keen as a hawk's and his grasp on his rifle as steady and firm as it was sixty years ago. Generally there is nothing marked about the dress of this Indian hunter, but at times he arrays himself in a semi-barbaric costume that gives him a most picturesque appearance. A tight-fitting piir of ouckskin trousers, tied with thon&s of the same at the ankles, encase his legs on such occasions, his feet being covered with stout buckskin moccasins. A yellow buckskin shirt, covered with a gay colored vest of woolen material, leaving a space between the bottom of it and the tops of the trousers to display a Bection of the shirt, and a low-crowned stiff beaver hat complete the outfit This is Jim's "Sun-day-go-to-meeting suit," and he does not parade it often.

Indian Jim and his fellows are no respecters of the game law. They go Into the woods early and remain late. Long before the game season is legally open in the state Indian Jim annually has many deer hanging up in his various cabins in the woods ready to take back to the reservation at the earliest opportunity and the skins of more than one black bear piled among his belongings. And long after the time that the law declares tne killing ot game must cease he and his followers add to their stores of meat and skins. In the early fall Indian Jim roams all over his favorite hunting grounds, noting where the signs of aeer and bear ana of otter, mink and foxes are most prevalent This occupies him some weeks, and then he returns fits himself out with such supplies as he needs, and goes back to the woods, where be remains, no matter what the weather may be, until the spring opens. He never weights himself down with provisions when he starts for the woods, but takeB only ammunition, traps and such necessary articles as he cannot provide himself with in the forest. His pipe and a liberal supply of tobacco and a fair supply of fire water are always classed among the necessities. His faith is his skill and his sun is so great that he never feels afraid of running short of something to eat.

He journeys to the woods as he did over sixty years ago, entirely on foot, although there are railroads that would carry him to points near where he camps. He disdains their aid and tramps over hills and mountains and across intervening streams, with his burden on his back, never resting until he reaches the spot in the woods where he is to make a centre of operations. He makes no acquaintances outside of his tribe, and rarely speaks to a white person. This taciturnity is to be regretted, for if he could be induced to talk he could doubtless relate many thrilling experiences of his in the forest during his long career.

Indian Jim has doubtless exterminated hundreds of deer by his method, which is the old Indian method of attacking them when they are helpless in the snow and crust. When the snow is deep, in the woods—and the winters are rare when it is not deep in the woods of northwestern Pennsylvania—the deer gather in favorable places and tramp it down as cattle do in barn-yards. If the snow that lies deep all about them becomes thickly crusted with ice, or immediately after winter rain, the^leer are as securely corraled as if they were surrounded by a fence twenty feet high. The habits of the deer are as well known to the Seneca hunter as his own are, and when the crust forms on the snow be dons his snowshoes and proceeds at once to gather in deer. He starts out with as much confidence in his errand and as much certainty as to the spot where he is going as if he was on his way to the postoflBce to mail a letter. He knows just where he will find a "deer yard." Years ago, when deer were more plenty, these yards would contain large herds, but nowadays it is rare that more than five are found in a yard. .When the Indian comes to the yard lie simply pounds the defenceless deer to death with a heavy club, which is his only weapon. If the deer attempt to escape by springing out of the yard, they fafl upon the ice crust, if it is heavy enough to bear their weight, and are unable to regain ther feet. If the crust breaks though with them they can make no headway, and so in any event they fall easy prey to the slaughter. This mode of hunting, in and out of season, has done more to depopulate the forests of Pennsylvania of their deer than anything else, and although it has been known for years that Indian Jim, as well as many others, have practiced it with impunity, no effort has ever been made to punish them. Old inhabitants of the region remember when the was not only one Jim Jacobs in the woods but scores of them, all slaughtering deer in that way. In one season—1830—Jim Jacobs and a companion pounded 300 deer to death while they were corraled in "yard" bytho crust. ,.f?

Jacobs has been in the Pennsylvania woods since last September. He will come out in the spring loaded down /j" with furs. -».« i*®,"

The Belle of tho Ball^! gj New York Letter to Boston Herald.

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