Saturday Evening Mail, Volume 13, Number 10, Terre Haute, Vigo County, 2 September 1882 — Page 6

THE MAIL

A PAPER FOR THE PEOPLE.

GOOD A XI) BAD LUCK. It is a conceded fact that people connected with the theatrical profession, no matter what may lie their standing, are more or least superstitious in regard to their professional career, and attribute their successes or failures to the most trival of circumstances. The following case*, as cited by the Cincinnati Inquirer, illustrate very cleaily to what extent memliers of the profession allow themselves to be unnerved by this bugbear: '•.Stop! Stop! Stop!" yelled the stage manager of a variety theater in our city at the rehearsal, one morning a few months since, of a first part minstrel Beetle. "What's the matter? asked the orchestra leader. "Matter enough," said the s. m. "Don't you see we have an odd number on the stage—dead sign of bad luc k. Here Hill," calling to the property-man, "v-u take a black suit to-night, and sit inhere now and rehearse these choruses.''

And this stage manager was no more superstitions than thousands of others in the sn«»w business. In fact the profosslon are notoriously superstitiousmore

than any other class of people,

not even excepting sailors. Snid an agent tu us one day, just after lie had arrived in the city

We won't do a d—d thing here next week with our show." Whv we asked. "Wefl, I'll tell you. I know it. Just as I was leaving the depot coming up town I crossed a funeral, thinking it was a lot of railroad hacks until I got across. I tell you it broke me all up.

WHS

wouldn't

have done it to $500, and I won't sleep Tor week/ We rememliered what this individual had told ns, and watched the business done by that show, and sure enough, the receipts were far below the expenses, but as tho show was rather queer we think that fact had more to do with the poor business than did the crossing of a funeral by tho unlucky agent. Hut you couldn't niako him believe it.

A circus manager who had been losing money for several weeks was unable to account for it, as his show was a firstclass one The press spoke in the highest terms of it, and tho people who did visit it were loud in praise of the performance in New Orleans. He liappen*1 to look over at the musician, and, to Ins Intens#) horror, found one of the men blowing away on a yellow clarionet. Ho was at this man's side in a twinkling, caught the astonisliod German by tho back of the neck, 11 red him out of the canvas, and broke his clarionet all^ to pieces over his head. W hethor this improved business or not we are unabloto state, but it is a settled fact in show circles that ajyellow clarionet is the deadest kind of bad luck, ami no manager will allow ne in his theater or show. Uncle John llohlnson found one in his band yea is ago. It belonged to a musician who had just joined the show, and as thov were In the wilds of the wost, where it

impossible to procuro another

Instrument, the man was allowed to use it until another could be purchased, after painting it black.

It is considered very bad luck to rehearse a new play on Sunday, as it will bring uit a suro failure or vory bad business.

We met a professional ono morning whoso rather queer antics made us stop to inquire what the trouble was.

I just met a cross-eyed woman, and I'm standing ofV the chance of hard luck." 11•'\v doyou manage it?" "Did vou never hear that it Is a sure sign of "had luck to meet a cross-eyed person on going to rehearsal, unless you cross your thumbs and spit on them, and then turn round three times?"

We were compelled to confess Ignorance, but wo have since learned that this is considered one or the signs that great faith Is placed in.

A great manv dramas and a number of snugs are considered .Jonah's and plenty of managers can found who will only plav the former or allow tho latter to be sung

their houses, and wo pity tho

imuMr woman who raises an umbrella in tbe iheater during the rehearsal. It he,!.» the house sure, and bail business i* bound to result. At least it is so eUuot'il. 11 .» actors are walking together and nii\l»-lv jmsses lietween them, this is aio-t licr ~nre sign that both are to meet with i!i-ap|M)lntment of some kind. ,si\ Uiliei girls were dressing in one of the int.ms of the Grand last season when one of them commenced to whistle a tunc. "That settles mo." said llattlo M—, •who was

UIVIrest

the door.

"What do you mean? said one of the other girls. W ii don't vou know," said Hattle, "that it a girl whistles in the dressingroom

the

girl nearest the door will be

dis'h.ued leforo

the week Is out?"

l. sure enough, when Hattle went up stairs she was told by the stage manager that her services would not be required after that evening.

The voting ladv mentioned vouches for ihe'uuth of this, and she will buy •litvds this sign never failing. "Hi lot I slay another weeK," said a sort comic to one of her lady friends in the dreding room one evening, "for you nee I'vejuM pot on niv skirt wrong side out *0,1 now I'll take it off over the left «hoo! ier find spit on it, and 1 good for another week sure Tins bring another crt-e where thorn is great faith, and lu wiueu the spitting comes* in fora groat deal oft tie er»ilit.

IVrroriiier* do not liketo change their dressing thinking it is a sign of bad luctc.

If theater continues for some timet have Kid business, it begins to look as if titer*1 in plm-o. He la hun!od i-«r. mid very often some p«»or drtvtl so'i..«d up-it a the cause, and

Tfve fact of tho eauso of hi* discharge beo-'un' is -m 1 around, ami he rinds it mi ii,ijvvvsiliiuv to ootalu a position in an oft he other houses, they being afraid of him. and in fact, when a performer or attache of a theater gets the reputation of lining a Jonah, he might as well make up hi* *ilnd to engage in some other profession, as the name shuts him out almost entirely in tlie show business. jSonu4 variety managers wiH not allow woman to apjfar ou their stage in a black id rw*.

If the jsnformer leaves the dressing room and rg t« someihing, it's a baa Rign, after they return, they sit •dow a few minutes.

Some performers al way* bless themjael vo* Imfore g'oitig on the stage. To repair v-usr wardrobe on Sunday or Friday t*a sign you will not receive all your -salary.

Performers who have teen In theater* that have burned down, or chwed on account of lwd buHtucss, are liable to be

looked upon as Jonahs if it happens to them more than once. If a performer puts bis vest on wrong, be claincs it will bring bint good luck provided you rip it tip the back a little.

In the foregoing we have only mentioned a few of the many signs of good and bad luck that hundreds of the professions have the greatest faith in and, if some one person should have confidence in all the signs, they would be kept in hot water all the time, jumping for their good luck, and trying to keep out of the wav of the bad.

AN AVALANCHE OF AMUSEMENTS. Chicago News-Letter. Tn a couple of weeks the season of 1882-3 may safely be said to have commenced, and the outlook at present would appear to be, according to some people, very promising.

It generally is, however, at the beginning of every season, particularly if any stock is to be taken in the promises of the various managers, and the glowing advertisements of golden intentions with which the theatrical papers are filled.

Unfortunately we have not much confidence in the future. There is a painful fact which it is impossible to ignore, that the supply in all kinds of roving amusements will be largely in excess of the demanded the question arises, what is to become of this surplus?

Said a well-known opera house manager to the writer the other day. "Yes, my time is all filled, and well-tilled. If I wanted to, I could fill it three times over. There are three applications for every date in the year."

Upon investigation we find this to be the case everywhere, and it stands to reason that a very large number of attractions will be forced to look to the one-night towns for their support, for tho very good reason that they cannot get adateln any of the large cities. Any manager who has tried tho delights of a season of one-night towns will readily testify how very pleasant and remunerative it is, particularly when the peo-

fastidious.company

in the are expensive and

As a rule it means pecuniary loss of no slight degree, and unless the manager's purso is well lined to withstand |the shock, the probabilities of an early closing up are very strong.

It has been estimated that no less than five hundred combinations will take the road next season, and yet in the face of this remarkable statement we find hundreds of actors both in this city and New York out of employment and unsettled for the coming season. Of these five hundred it is fair to presume that one quarter will die early in the fall, and the remainder will bo left to struggl# for public patronage.

It would be untrue to say that we look to thecomingseason with any great degree of conlhlenee. The competition will be keen, and the public will without a doubt be surfeited with every description of amusements. There is a possibility of people getting too much of a ood thing, and wo are disposed to beievo that the public will be inclined to turn a cold shoulder on this avalanche of merrie-makrs. Tally once In a while is good, but tally for breakfast, tally for dinner, taffy for tea—you know the rest.

A BARBER'S SECRETS.

COULD THEY BECOME RICH BY SHAVING AT TEN CENTS A HEAD.

Cleveland Penny Tress.

"If you did nothing but shave at ten cents a countenance, would 3*ou ever get rich?" asked a Press man of a leading tonsorial artist yesterday, dropping into a reclining position. "Sister Maria, 110!'' was the reply. "A man might make a living at it, If he got enough to do all the time but look how much wo loaf. Saturdays and part of Sundays aretheonlv days I11 which wo work all the time." Having thoughtlessly pulled the string, the reporter listened to the followlug beforo he could escape: "Where we make Is on shampoos, hair-cuts, and dyes. If it wasn't for these a man couldn't make his salt. Harbors in somo places are paid more 011 account of their persuasive powers in inducing enstomors to submit to cuts or shniupoos, than because of suiierior workmanship. I knew ono barber who got ?2 a week liecauso he never let a man escape for less than half a dol lar. That sort of business will work in a shop where there is a big transient custom, but it would kill an ordinary shop. Transient shops generally charge fifteen cents for a shave. There are two tifteencenters In the city, but it's only because they are hotel shops and a little tony. You can't get any better shave there than in most of the" ten-centers. I've always said there wasn't a first-class shop in town. That is. a gen mine tonsorial parlor, like those in most large cities. 1 don't think there's a five-cent shop in the city, unless It's out in Bohemia. No, we never feel bad If a customer skips one of us to wait for another. People are so whimsical, and have to lie humored. Some think that the 'boss,' or the man who runs the head chair, is the beet barber in the shop. One day here, fonr men were waiting for the 'boss,' and three of us jours were loatingaround reading jolliers. Of course ho was mad enough to fight, but it wouldn't do to show it. Good barbers are always in demand, but they area roving set, and tramp around a good deal. Wages vary in different cities, $10 a week being about the average hert*. Of course every boss expects his men to suggest further improvomentsin the way of a 'trim' or a 'dry shampoo,' and there is a standing reward in his shop for the man who first gets a shampoo 011 one of our customers who has been here regularly twice a week for over two vears, and*still holds out. We never expect to get the reward, however, for a man who won't be convinced in two vears is past even a liarber's hojie. The barber's lot is not wholly a happy one, and the only fun we have is to loaf hard customers on each other. Just let a tocgit old grind come in fora scrape, and men notice what extreme pains each man will take with the occupant of his chair in order to outlast the others." By this time the reportorial moustache had been beautifully waxed and curled, only to lie ruthlessly disheveled by the operator's towel as he rubbed off the powder and mildlv eiaetilated: "Next!'

A I. WAYS IN FROST SEA TS. Philadelphia News. A Philadelphia ballet girl went to the seashore the other day. and at the fashionable hour for bathing, when all the voting ladies In the place were disporting themselves in the water, she took a plunge in the ocean. When she came out she was noticed to bow pleasantly to forty or fifty well dressed mates who were promenading on the beach appa.antlv lost in contemplation of the infinity of waves In the distance. She afterward explained: "I do not know the names of any of those gentlemen, but their faces are so familiar that they seem like old acquaintances. At the theater they always occupy the front seats*

eIThen

7*j£I* *jm V. $ &">*

AN UNWELCOME PRESENT.

HOW MRS. GENERAL LEW WALLACE RECEIVED THE SULTAN'S GIFT OF A CIRCASSIAN BEAUTY.

Ran Francisco Wasp.

"The Sultan of Turkey has presented General Lew Wallace, the American minister, with a beautiful Circassian girl."—Press dispatch.

This is all that the modest telegraph consented to say about the occurrence, but there is ever so much mere to be told. The fact is that Mrs. Wallace was sitting at the front window of her Constantinople house, on the verge of going down to the bazaar for some embroidered stuffs to send home, when a cavalcade drew up before tb© door, a huge eunuch, arrayed in the Sultan's livery, knocked at the door and slam-Blammed, and then two eunuchs a size smaller brought in and deposited upon the inside door-mata big-eyed, beautiful Circassian girl, whose lustrous orbs and sparkling jewels were but little obscured by the filmy gauze veiling that covered her from head to foot. Mrs. Wallace gazed at the girl in dumb amazement. "What do you want?" she said.

The girl shook her head. "Mustaby, Mustaby," cried Mrs. Wal lace, sharply "what does this mean

Mustaby came from the floor below, where be had been polishing some knives with Bristol brick. He dropped knife and bricit when he caught sight the visitor. "Ah, ah," be ejaculated vnth satisfaction as he saw the imperial insignia. "I isa present. It is a magnificent present His Highuess has smiled upon my mas ter, and has sent him bis choicest slave. "And what is his choicest slave going to do in this bouse I would like to know," coutinued Mrs. Wallace, with vinegary gleam of sarcasm. "She will bring my master's coffee to him when he awakens the morning and affectionately superintend his morning's ablutions." "She will, will she?'' remarked Mrs Wallace as she gritted her teeth very hard. "She will affectionately superintend his morning ablutions, will she ?'_ and she stealthily fingered a bric-a-brac cimeter and glared at the offending pres-

she walked straight up to the

beauty jon the doormat pointed her index finger out of the front door and remarked. "Go'way!"

The present stared at her stupidly. "Go 'way, I tell you. You're a shameless hussy to come intruding on a respectable family in this way."

The present did not look as though she had done anything particular infamous, and showed no disposition to move.

Mrs. Wallace could contain herself no longer. She flew at the present, grabbed it by the shoulder, and was hustling it down the stairs when General Wallace came around the corner rather flushed from rapid walking. He took in the situation at a glance. "Ob! Ixwis,' cried his wife, with accentuated horror, "did you ever hear of such a thing?"

Lewis did not look horrified, though he evidently was. He evidently had heard of such things, for there was a doubtful look on his face. Finally he said: ,« "I don't think, Maria, that I would iut it out into the street. It's not to •lame, you know."

There was a faint snap in Mrs. Wallace's eye, but she nodded and lured him on further. "You see it's a present, and you can't •ive away or throw away a present, you it IM'

give away or know. If we could send ick saying we had 110 use for it, or that we had oue already and couldn't he make it something else, it would be the best way. You have to consult custom and etiquette in these, you know, dear."

Y-e-e-s," said Mrs. W., with a sinister sweetness in her compliance. "Besides," he continued, as he carelessly took hold of the presents hand and began stroking the present's brow in a gentle and fatherly way. "I don't really know if it would be safe to send it back at all. You see these foreign powers are touchy, and I don't know but iT I was to send this present back and turn up' my nose at it iu such a way they iiiightoe mad enough to declare war on the United States right off and massacro us all." W'You would, would you remarked Mrs. Wallace, in a voice like the first rumblings of a Vising typhoon. 'Fraid to send it back, are you, you bald-head-ed old fraud 'Fraid of international omplications are you, you salacious old wretch Now you can just understand this, sir, and riglit now. If that present doesn't go back to that old boast that sent it in less than ten minutes, I 11 how j'ou what kind, of Bulgarian atrocity you're married to. I 11 show you, she hissed as she flew at the present and inaugurated a panic in dry goods and hair pins, and Circassian squeals and male protests, and finally, hysterics, as Gen. Wallace called a camel and packed the girl off at hot speed.

Then he went in and caught it—caught it so hot that he remaiked te the viceconsul that sooner than go through the like again he would see the whole continent bathed in blood and the American eagle bombarded until it hadn't a pin feather to its name.

the Times, of Philadelphia, we observe: Mr. Johu McGrath, 123B Christian street, was cured by St. Jacobs Oilof severe rheumatism.

A GENTLF. BURGLAR. The most considerate burglar ever heard of has just placed Mrs. Merrill, of Falmouth, Me., under lasting obligations. She was alone in her bonse. and in the middle of the night was awakened bv the sound of footsteps on the stairs. She jumped out of bed, hastened to the door, and asked who was there, when the following amusingcolloqny began: "Now, don't yon be afraid. We don't want to hurt you, and wont harm a hair of your head. But we want ten dollars, 'and you have got to give it to us." "But I haven't got any money in the bouse." "Well, give tis five dollars, then." "I tell you that I haven't any money at all." "Ob, come now, vou must have a dollar. Give us that and then we will go awav." "So, I haven't a cent." "Well, I suppose we will have to go without it. Now don't be scared we dont mean to hnrt you, and are going awav directly. Do you want us to leave this light burning, or shall we blow it

"*You may leave it burning, if you please."

And the burglar went down stairs, rejoined bis confederate, and they leisnre-

irslar wen

luineu uis v-wOfederate, —_• ly departed through a window, carrying with them several articles of silver and wiui vuviiK .7" ,— jewel rv which they had collected while the lady of the bouse slept.

as0r Faded articles of all kinds are restored to their anginal beauty by Diamond Dym. Perfect and simple. Ten cents, at all druggists.

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TERRE HlAUTE SATlIRDAY EVENING MAIL

THIRTEEN MILES AN HOUR FAST ENOUGH. The National Intelligencer of October, 1831, contains a description of the Baltimore and Ohio Railroad by Mr. Gales, editor of the Intelligencer. The article makes enrious reading as showing how impossible it is, even to a man of superior intelligence, to forecast the possibilities of a great invention. It seems that the Washington editor made a trip to Ellicott's Mills, in company with Dr. Gwynn, editor of the Baltimore Gazette and Geo. L. Brown, an officer of the railroad company, and in recounting his experience, confess that "for celerity of transportation of persons the railroad possesses advantages over any other mode," though he is at the same time careful to warn the "general leader" that "as a great highway of commerce" the canal is beyond comparison. Says Mr. Gales: "We experienced in a very slight degree the jarring, which we have heard spoken of, in the motion of the cars. It will require, to be sure, care to guard against accidents. For our selves, we met with no accident of any sort. One of the cows, indeed, which we overtook, strolling or gazing along the edge of the road, cast a suspicious glance toward it as the car rapidly passed her, which tilled us with momentary alarm lest she should attempt to cross our path. But, luckily, she forthwith took a direction from the railroad.

The Washington editor was unable to conceive that any rational mortal would wish to exceed a'speed of thirteen miles an hour, especially at night. He says,: "We traveled in a large tar drawn by one horse, carrying eight or ten persons, and capable, we suppose, of carrying thirty or forty. Indeed the car was drawn with so much ease that we do not believe that had it been so loaded its progress would have been at all retarted by the additional weight of the load. In the distance between Baltimore and Ellicott's Mills, the horse was changed once, going and coming. In going we did not accurately reckon the time, but in returning the "whole distance of thirteen miles was performed "in fifty-nine minutes—the limit to the speed being the capacity of the horse in troting rather than the labor he was tasked to perform. The locomotive steam machine in the train of which cars loaded with persons are occasionally drawn, as well as thosa loaded with the materials of commerce, is propelled at about the same rate, aiti might be propelled much more rapidly if it were desirable. But for our part we have no desire ever to be carried by any mode of convej'ance more rapidly than at the rate of thirteen miles the hour."

MASTER AND SLA VE. One day last week a tall, raw.boned and rough-looking stranger entered Wheeler fc Russell dining room at the Union Depot, and called for breakfast. He was clad in dust-be-grimed garments, which showed evidence of extend travel, and his whole appearance bespoke the western ranger or the southern planter. He had the nee and easy manner of one who had seen a good deal of life, and there was an air of dignified self-posses-sion about him that betokened perfect Independence.

He ate heartily, and during the meal it was noticed that he seemed to display reat interest in the work being performed by old Jake Carter, the meat carver, who has been in the employ of Messers. Wheeler A Russell over twentytwo years. As Jake sliced away and suppled the demand of a swarm of waiters, the stranger's eyes seemed to observe his every motion with absorbing interest, and his attention in this direction was so market! as to bo observed by a number in the dining hall. After finishing his repast and paying his bill ho walked quietlv over to Jake's corner and extending his hanU to the veteran, said "How do yon do, Jake Do you know me?" It would be impossible to describe the joy and surprise expressed on Jake's sable countenance as he seized the preferred hand and almost embraced its owner. "Why, Massa .Tones! 'fore God, my old massa's boy The brief interview that ensued was profoundly touching. As the memories of old times were recalled tho great tears rolled down Jake's cheeks, and his old master's voice gave tokens of emotion at meeting once more the former faithful slave whom he had not seen for over tweutv-four years. As the train left the depot Jake displayed a crisp new bill that bis old master had slipped into his hand as he bid himgoodbye. "Was ho a good master to you, Jako?" asked Mr. Wheeler. "Y'es, sir,"said Jake "lie never abused me nor any of his ieople in his life. I was born on that plantation and lived there till I was set free by the war. My real old mass,dis yere boy's father,didn't want me to go from old Kaintuck, but mv sister was up yere sick an' I 'lowed I'd better come to cheer her. 1 done stayd vere eber since."

Jake"explained that his newfound friend Was a mere boy when he left there, but added "I'd a known he was one of our folksef I'd never seed his face since be was born. Dey all look jes' alike. When he gits home his wife is goin'to remember me with something pretty."—Cleveland Sun.

LAY A FAINTING PERSON DOWN. Medical Journal. It is surprising how everybody rushes at a fainting person and strives to raise up. and especially to keep bis head erect. There must be an instinetive appremension that if a person seized with a fainting or other fit fall into the recumbent position death is more imminent. I must have driven a mile to-day while a lady fainting was held upright. I found her pulseless, white, and anparand I believe that if 1 had

delayecf ten minutes longer, she would really have died. 1 laid her head down on a lower level than ber body, and immediately color returned to her lips and cheeks, and she became conscious. To the excited gronp of friends I said: "Always remember this fact—namely fainting is caused by want of blood in the brain the heart ceases to act with sufficient force to send the usual amount of blood in the brain, and hence tbe person loses consciousness because the fnnction of the braiu ceases. Restore the blood to tbe brain and instantly tbe person recovers. Now, though the blood is propelled to all parts of the body by the action of tbe heart, yet it is still under the laws of gravitation. In the erect position tbe blood ascends to the bead against gravitation, and tbe supply to toe brain is diminished, as compared with the recumbent position, tbe heart's pulsation being equal. If, then, yoa place a person sitting whose heart has nearly ceased to beat, his brain will fail to receive blood, while if you lay him down, with tbe head lower than tbe heart, blood will run into the braiu by tbe mere force of gravity and, io fainting, in sufficient quantity to restore consciousness. Indeed, nature teaefces

position

into which they are thrown."

"BACK, I SAY."

SHE WOULD IF SHE COULD, BUT SHE COULDN'T IF SHE WOULD.

Chicago Tribune.

"Back, I say." The silver foam of the sea was plashing in rhythmic cadence on the white sands of the beach, while here and there a flock of wavering light from the signal buoy on Sardine Shoals—that dreadful spot beneath whose treacherous waves so many goodly ships freighted with precious burdens from far Cathay and Muskegon had disappeared forever— brought into bold relief against the western skv Girofle McClosky's off loot as she stood by Bertram Perkin's side that soft June evening. "You do not love me," said the girl, speaking slowly, "or you could not speak so cruely. On this beautiful night, when the hills'are suffused with amber haze, through which the stars glow and throb in silent splendor, we should think of naught but love, that will bind our hearts together in a chain whose every link shall be a kiss whose every fold a sweet caress."

For an instant the man did not reply. Then the girl stretched forth to him her bare white arms that glistened like marble in the growiug dusk, but he heeded them not. "Will you speak to me, sweetheart she said, an iutinite pathos iu the words.

No answer came. Again the outstretched arms pleaded mutely and with pitiful eloquence lor the jov that was never to be. Looking at her with a haughty, almost Vice-President Davis expression on his face, Bertram again said: "Back, Isav."

With a despairing gleam in her darksome eyes, Girofle turned away and began to sob as if her corset would break. "God help me," she said in despairing accents. "I cannot back." "Why not ?"asked Bertram. "Because," was the reply in tesrstained tones, "my polonaise is too eternally tight."

TWO WOMEN—A TRUE STORY. A poor, invalid, widowed mother lay suffering 011 abed of straw, in a shabby broken down tenement house in oue of our large cities. Two Christian ladies called: one gave her a missionary testament and made a long prayer, the other ordered proper food aud fuel to be given, but instead of sending a phj'sicinn sho purchased a bottle of Dr. Guysott's Yellow Dock and Sarsaparilla for her. Iu a few weeks time, the invalid was again out washing and ironing. To whom shall we give thanks?

A LITTLE CHILD'S PR A YER. Mother—"Come, dearie, put dolly away now for it's time to say your prayers aud go to bed."

Little Girl—"Make dolly say sho p'av'rs, too has to p'ay all time." Mother—"Only twice a day, dearie, and you ought not to be too lazy to do that when God watches over you every minute of the day."

With a resigned expression tho little one began "Now 1110 Isdotn'fafct 'sleep,

P'ay Pod soul to teep Me should die

"Suddenly pausing, tho little one looked up 'with a yawn, and asked "Tan't rest of it do till morniu', mamma

Mother—"Oh, no, my child you must say it all, or God won't hear any of it." With a despairing sigh the child dropped her head again and continued: "Dod b'ess papa, mamma, dammm^s and dampas, sisters and budders, and big kiity and littlo kitty—and—my— dolly—and-r"

The little voice suddenly became Inaudible, and the mother, alter waiting a moment, said gently "Well, finish, dearie."

The half-sleeping child continued "Mouse run In hin hole to spin, Miss pusvy pass by and her peeped I11

I)e window—"

"But, my child," Interrupted her mother, "you mustn't say that in 3*our prayers."

Little girl—"Oh, Dod.p'eas don't listen no more me so s'eepy. Amen!"— Lock port Journal.

"I'LL NO TRUST YE." Twocenturies ago, in the Highlands of Scotland, to ask'lor a receipt or promisory note was thought 'an insult. If parlies had business matters to transact, they stepped into the air, fixed their eyes ipon the heavens, and each repeated his ..bligation without mortal witness. A marK was then carved upon some roek or tree near by, as a remenibranse of tho compact. Such a thing as a breach of contract was rarely met with, so highly did the peeple regard their honor.

When the march of improvement brought the new mode of doing business they were often pained by tliene innovations. An anecdote is handed down of a farmer who had been to the lowlands and learned worldly wisdom. O11 returning to his native parish he had need of a sum of money, and made bold to ask a loan from a gentleman of means named Stewart. This was kindly grantand Mr. Stewart counted out the p,old. This done the farmer wrote a receipt and handed it to Mr. Stewart. "What is this, man? cried Mr. Stewart, eyeing piece of paper.

It's a receipt, sir, biuding me to give ye tack the gold at the right time," replied Sandv. "Binding j*e! Weel, my man, if ye canna trust yerself, I'm sure I'll no trust ye. Ye canna have my gold." And gathering it up, he put it back inhisdesk, and turned the key. "But. sir. I might die," replied the canny Scotchman, bringing up an argument in favor of his new wisdom, "and

perhaps my sons might refuse it you but 1 bit of paper would compel them." Compel them to sustain a dead father's honor!" cried thelf'elt. "They'll need compelling to do right if this is the road ye'er leading them. Ye can gang elsewhere for money but ye'll find none in the parish that'll put more faith in a bit 0' paper than in a neighbor's word o' honor and his fear o' God.—Ex.

MR. GEOROE C. COLBMAX,

THEcelebrated

Cined

of Seymour

Ind, writes: "I have kept Dr. Guysott's Yellow Dock and Sarsaparilla in my family for years. My wife thinks there is no such "medicine as it is. I think it excellent for weakness and indigestion. We also use it for coaghs and colds and it docs not fail us."

Vegetable Compound

for females, which, within a few vearnt ban made the name of Mm* Lydl* fc# Pinkbam known in every part of tbe civilized world, relieves suffering by tbe safe and sure method of equa.izing tbe vital forces and regulating the organic functions. It is only by »ncb a method that disease is arrested and removed.

Vrnaor'0 I*rodielion».

Vennor f. predictions »o farjhaine oero Cmnec|wj

wonderfully correct. He says 188* will WUUWliUUj

be remembered as a year of great mortal ity. The German Hop Bitters should be used by everybody. 2m.

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The World Still Moves. Notwithstanding Mother Shipton's dire prediction, the world still exists. The people will live longer if they use Dr. Bigelow's Positive Cure, which subdues and conquers coughs, colds, consumption, whooping cough, and all diseases of the lungs. For proof call at Motlatt & Gulick's drug store and get a bottle free. (1)

Everybody Knows it. Everybody knows what red clover is. It has beeu used many years by the good old German women 'and physicians for the blood, and is known as the best blood

nrifier when properly prepared. Comwith other medicinal herbs and roots, it forms Dr. Jones' Red Clover Tonic, which is good for all blood disorders, torpid liver, eostiveuess and sick headache. Sure cure for pimples. .Ask Moffatt Gulick, druggists for it. Only fiftv ceuts a bottle. (2)

Blood Poisoning an nlnrming Discovery. Half the people are suffering and many die from this fatal complaint. Diseases of the kidneys aud liver are the principal causes. As a cure we cau only recommend the German Hop Bitters.— Journal of Health. 2m.

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