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WALTER 8. COLEMAN. Editor and Proprietor.
VOL. XII.
ELLIJAY COURIER.
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THE ELLIJAY COURIER.
THROUGH THE STORM.
I heard a voice, a tender voice, soft falling
Through the storm:
The waves ware high, the bitter winds were
cabling.
Yet breathing warm
I if skies serene, of sunny uplands lying
In peace beyond;
''his tender voice, uuto my voice replying.
Made answer fond;
Tometimes, iu.leed, like crash of armies meet
ing,
Arose the gale;
But over all that sweet voice kept repeating,
“I shall not faiL“
„ —Harper's Magazine,
BETTY'S MISTAKE.
BY ANNA KING.
Miss Campion was a little restless. She
hail dressed for dinner some time previ
ously, ami now moved backward and
forward -from her ]iost of observation at
the window to consult the little Swiss
clock hanging over the writing table—
for her eyes were not so good as they had
been.
There were few people living who were
very dear to her. and of these she was ex
po, ting this evening the two whom she
loved best in the world—her god
daughter and namesake, Betty Carcw,
and Colin Campion, her nephew.
She had a definite object in view in
bringing those young people together. A
few weeks before she hail had an attack
of bronchitis, and this illness Lad sug
gested to her the advisability of making
her will. When she began to consider
how she should divide her property be
tween Betty and Colin, her heart seemed
torn asunder, she could notcalmlv con
template her old lace and china, and all
her favorite possessions, going out of the
family, for she wanted Betty to have
them. Colin must, of course, h nve the
little estate, but then, too, he must have
the money to keep it up, for she did not
wish Fordo to be neglected after her
death.
At length an idea occurred to her
which, if carried out, would obviate all
difficulties. Why should not Betty and
Co.in marry and share her fortune
equally, without any troublesome division
of it? With this thought in her mind
Miss Campion had invited them to Forde,
and Was now awaiting Betty’s arrival
with some nervousness.
Her nervousness increased when she
had welcomed her. goddaughter and
brought her into the' drawing-room—for
it was necessary that she should make
Betty understand how desirable a hus
band Col|n would be without raising any
suspicion fn her mind.
‘’You are very tired, dear,’’ she said,
hasteirtng to pour OfUt a cup of tea with
trembling lingers. “I shall never be
come reconciled to trains—they are so
noisy and dusty. It is a pity we are in
such a hurry always nowadays. They
managed better in the last century, when
journeys were made in a leisurely manner
by coach.”
“If we were eighteenth century ladies,
godmother, I should be at the rectory at
this moment—for the journey from
Devonshire would have been impossible
by coach. So lam glad that we were
not born a hundred years ago. ”
“If you put it in that way, dear, so am
I. I hope this visit will be pleasanter
than usual,” she added, nervously. “My
nephew Colin is coming to-night; he is
going to' stay for some time.”
“He is a doctor in London, isn’t he?
I have heard you speak of him.”
“I dare say. He has bought a practice
there,” answered Miss Campion. “He is
very clever in his profession, and so
tender and kind! It is quite beautiful
to see him with children. But he ought
to marry; there is always a prejudice in
- favor of married doctors. ”
“You had better tell him so,” said
Betty, with a little smile.
“I mean to do so; and I think he will
be settled before long,” said the old
lady, nodding her head mysteriously.
“Oh, if he is already in love, he will
not need your advice, godmother! ”
“But he is not in love, my dear,” re
turned Miss Campion hastily. “You
must not think that Colin is a foolish,
sentimental young man. Indeed, he is
considered rather cold in society; and
he is as proud as you are, Betty.”
“Will he marry if he is not in love?”
asked Betty, raising her eyebrows
slightly.
“Oh, no, my dear; of course not!”
“Then you think he will obediently
fall in love wheu you tell him that he
ought to marry? He must have his
emotions under admirable control?”
“He would not fall in love with any
one,” said Miss Campion, with only a
vague understanding of Betty’s sarcasm;
“but he cannot fail to see what a sweet
girl ”
“I see,” interrupted Betty, quietly,
“you are saving him a great deal of un
necessary trouble in suggesting whom as
well as when he should marry.”
“Colin would not marry any girl whom
he could not like and respect,” said
Miss Campion, a little anxiously.
“Oh, no! But he is not sentimental,”
suggested Betty. “The girl he marries
will be a happy woman S”
“She will, indeed,” agreed her god
mother. “I am so glad that you ap
preciate Colin.”
Boon after Betty had left the drawing
room to dress for dinner Doctor Cam-*
pion arrived. When the first greetings
wereover, his aunt remarked, tentatively:
“I have asked Betty Carew to stay
with me while you are here, Colin. You
don't know Betty?”
“No,” said Colin.
“She is a sweet girl,” said Miss Cam
pion nervously.
“Is she?”
“Avery sweet girl. Do you know.
Colin, I have thought lately that you
ought to marry? Married doctors arc’al
ways the most successful.”
“And you think Miss Betty would
make a good doctor's wife?” questioned
Colin, suppressing u smile at his aunt’s
transparent plot.
“She is very dear to me, Colin: I
should like Betty to be mistress here
when I die,” she returned wistfully.
Colin kissed her and said gently:
"I should like to phase you in all
thing*, Aunt Hetty, but I must reserve
the right of choosing my own wife. I
hold some antiquated views about mar
ring*—among the rest, that a man should
love bit wife. Moreover, there is the
-a map of bust ufe-tts fluctuations and rrs vast conckrns.''
ELLIJAY, GA.. THURSDAY, SEPTEMBER 29. 1887.
chance that Miss Carew would not be
overcome Jby my many and undoubted
charms. But we will let that pass.”
“I wonk say anything more about it,”
said with a sigh; “but
when you know her you will understand
how happy she will uiakc someone some
day.”
At diunerfVlin sat op)>osite to Betty,
and, as he witched her beautiful, tender
face, he wasqaite prepared to indorse his
aunt’s ophdffti of her goddaughter,
though Betty was anything but kind to
him.
“Don’t you think.Coliu is very much
like the painting of my grand father in the
drawing-room,Betty?” asked Miss Camp
pion.
“Do you mean that very handsome
soldier hanging lietwecn the windows?”
asked Betty, regarding Colin critically.
“Oh, no, godmother; I cannot see the
faintest resemblance.”
Miss Campion hastily changed the sub
ject, to sjiare her nephew s feelings,
though Colin was inwardly delighted at
Betty’s frankness—the more so because
he was undoubtedly good-looking.
Presently another appeal was made to
Betty by the fond aunt.
“Do you know, dear, Colin was placed
first in every examination that he went
in for when he was walking the hospi
tals?”
“Really?” said Betty, incredulously,
raising to Colin the frankest, most inno
cent of eyes. “I thought clever people
became doctors sometimes.”
Fora moment Colin suspected that she
was trying to snub him, but Miss Cam
pion attributed Betty’s rudeness to fa
tigue, and sent her off to bed very soon
alter dinner
* * * ¥ * *
During the next few days Betty found
numberless oppoitunitics of slighting
Colin, but she was so gentle and affec
tionate to her godmother that he re
tained his first opinion as to the sweet
ness of her diameter. He accepted her
slights with so much good temper, and
received his aunt’s praises with such gen
uine amusement, that Betty was at last
compelled to confess to herself that her
climate of him had been altogether
wrong, she f e it that she could not re
spect him vtrj much, for a man who
would marry any girl for expediency’s
sake was not worthy of much honor; but
she would be more polite to him, as his
conduct w r ould not in any way affect
her.
Colin was very grateful for this change
in her attitude toward him, and a friend
ship sprang up between them which on
his side deepened into love. Of her feel
ings he could guess little. She was in
variably sweet and frank; but the fear of
losing her friendship by attempting to
gain her love for some time prevented
him from putting his fate into her hands.
On the last day. of her visit, however, the
longing of his heart overcame this fear,
and ho poured out all his soul to her, not
noticing that her face was hardening at
his words.
“Tell me, Betty! Give me one word of
hope! Have I any chance?” he pleaded.
She turned toward him then, her face
white and stern, her mouth wearing a
faint, bitter smile.
“How well you do it!” she said, in a
hard voice.
“Doit? What do you mean?” heasked,
his voice changing too. “Don’t you un
derstand? I love you, Betty!”
“Hush!” she interrupted, harshly.
“That is quite enough. No, I can give
you no hope; you have no chance. Never
speak of this to me again!”—and, rising
from her garden-chair, she went into the
house and up to her own room.
This was what it all meant then! How
blind lie had been! She was the “sweet
girl” whom Miss Campion thought a
suitable wife for Colin. She had been
invited here in order that Colin might
see if she would "do.” How grateful
she ought to feel!
She went down stairs presently, feel
ing glad that this was her last day at
Forue. She found Miss Campion sitting
alone in the drawing-room, looking a
little displeased.
“I am so cross, my dear,” said the old
lady, drawing Betty to a seat by her
side.' “Colin has ridden over to the Lad
brokes’ for dinner. It was very thought
less of him not to remember that this
was your last evening.”
“It docs not matter, godmother,” said
Betty, with gentle coldness. “I would
rather spend it alone with you.”
“Would you, dear! 1 thought you
and Colin had got on more comfortably
lately.
“It was only a surface agreement,”
answered Betty, rather proudly. “We
are too entirely opposed in character to be
really friends.”
“You will hardly believe it, Betty, but
I had planned a match between you two.
I thought you were sir well suited for each
other, and it would have been so nice for
me to think of your living here together
after my death !”
“And you spoke to him about it?”
questioned Betty, without raising her
eyes.
“Yes; on the evening before you came
I told him what I wished. But I was to
meet the fate of all match-makers, you
see,” she added, sighing. “Colin said
that he would never marry unless he was
in love—that he must reserve to himself
the right of choosing his wife. And, as
you sat', dear, you and he were very far
from falling in love.”
“Did he say that?” asked Betty eagerly.
“Wouldn’t he agree to what you wished?
Then I have wronged him terribly; he is
ever so much nicer than I thought!”
“You thought?” questioned Miss
Campion slowly. “Ah, I remember now
—I told you that I was going to
speak to him, anil you believed
that he would marry auy oue I sug
gested! How foolish and wrong I have
been! You might have likeil him
if you had not been so jffcjudiced before
hand, and everything might have been
different.”
“Do not grieve, godmother,” said
Betty, gently. “If we lmvc not been
friends, it is tjuite my own fault. I had
no right to judge iiim before I knew
him.”
But, in spite ol tier brave woras, her
heart sank strangely. She knew that she
would have accepted Colin's love had
she understood what he was offering her
—for her lielief in his tin wort hiitt-ta,
though it had destroyed her trust in him,
had not l*oen strong enough to kill her
love. Aud now her life would be one
long sorrow for that mistake. Colin
would never |iek to he.’ of his love
again had she not peremptorily for*
hidden him? Ife ha<l gone away now to
avoid her, aud after to-morrow shu would
never see him ntrain. But at any rata,
she would see him once more, and then
—■ —. Oh, he would see that she
was sorry for luffing misjudged him so.
But Colin remained at the Ladbrokes’
for the night, aid had not returned to
Forde when she left it the next morning
for home.
Betty had beeti right when she assumed
that Colin had gone away on the previous
afternoon to avoid her. Her harsh re
jection of his proposal had roused his
auger, and he had felt too hurt to bid
her good-by. But on his return to Lou
don his anger grew less as time passed
on, though his love for Betty did not
diminish. As his thoughts dwelt on her
so constantly, he began to seek for some
reason for her unkindness, and the more
inexplicable did her conduct appear.
Her harshness and anger the day that he
proposed to her were so at variance with
her character that he at last concluded
that some misunderstanding must exist
in her mind w ; i : 'b he ought to explain
away. ’ • Mv***'
This idea led him to make a journey to
Devonshire, a faw days later, though’ his
hopes of winning Betty’s love were
small.
He walked ©qer to the Rectory on the
morning after hi ai rival, and was shown
iuto the empty drawing-room by a neat
maid-servant, who told him Jhat Betty
would be there in a few minutes, as she
could be easily sent for to the church,
whither she had .gone to practice. Colin,
however, decided to go himself, and hail
no difficulty in finding the sacred edifice,
which was close at hand.
He seated ltimself just inside the door,
struck by the beauty of the picture be
fore him. The ©ld church was cool and
dim and still, the chancel alone glorified
by the sunlights which glinted through
the colored windows, while the whole
building was fjllcd with the long, plaint
ive notes of the organ.
Colin sat down near the door and
waited patiently till Betty should come.
He heard her dismiss the little boy with
a kind word of thanks for his services—
saw her shut and lock the organ; and
then he waited in almost trembling ex
pectancy whilr she came slowly down
the center aisle.
"Betty!” he *aid, softly, rising as he
spoke.
‘ ‘Doctor Campion 1”
“You are surprised (o see me here,”
he said,” gently, walking out by her
side.
The sun shoie down hotly on her as
she leaned against the stonework of the
doorway, revealing to Colin how pale and
thin she had become, and how sad were
her eyes and Ups.
“You haveseen ill!’! he said, looking
down at her fferieusly.
“Oh, no; I ( am perfectly well—un
usually we' - tidied!” she answered
hastily, ipv **•''- ring the flowers
in her be, ■
“You noser me here, see
ing how, 'he sSW, watching
herintefi ‘ ‘We did not even say
good-by:,
“Have ybt. >tie to wish me good-by
now?” she ask/f, trving to smile.
“No; I have coine to ask you why you
were so aagry that afternoon. You
treated my proposal as if I had intended
it as an insult: you spoke to me as if I
were acting a part! I don’t think I
quite deserved it, Betty—do you?”
‘“l—it was a mistake,” she faltered.
“I thought you were acting; I did not
believe in your love. I —l am very sorry.”
“Betty,” he said, taking her hands
gently in his, “if you had believed in my
love, would your answer have been differ
ent?”
“I—l think it might have been.”
“Dear, do you believe in it now? Can
you trust me now?”
“Yes,” she said, looking up at him for
the first time.
How News or a Hanging Was Sent
Out of the New York Toutbs.
When anybody in New York docs
anything that entitles him to publicity
he very soon gains an idea of the im
mensity of that engine of human progress
—the newspaper. More than forty re
porters will besiege him, and his life will
be made a burden until he ceases to be of
public interest. One of the most striking
recent cases illustrating newspaper en
terprise in the Metropolis was witnessed
at the hanging of the murderer, Peter
Smith. A New York afternoon paper
had arranged to publish an extra as soon
as the doomed man had been hanged.
The execution took place in the yard of
the Tombs. In accordance with the
statute only twelve reporters were ad
mitted to witness the hanging, and they
were given ingress to the prison en
closure only ns members of the jury of
inspectors. They had to remain until the
execution had taken place, and then sign
their names to the certificate averring
that the criminal had been duly and thor
oughly hanged. Not until each reportei
had signed this document was he per
mitted to leave the jail yard, and it was
fully twenty minutes before the forms of
the law had been eomnlied with.
The representative of an evening paper,
foreseeing thisdelay,arranged in a unitjne
manner to send the news of the execution
to his journal. He purchased a big base
ball, which he carried in his pocket
within the high-walled inclosurc of the
Tombs. By a preconcerted arrangement
at the office a boy stood outside the in
closurc, having been warned that as soon
as he should see the ball come over the
wall be should note the time and run to
the office of the paper, five blocks away,
and carry the news, thii6 enabling his
paper to get out an early extra edition
announcing the execution. The boy stood
outside the high walls that surround the
Tombs, and never turned his eyes from
the point where lie had been informed
the ball would be tossed over. The in
stant that Smith ivas hanged the repre
sentative of llie paper, whose boy stood
outside the prison wall, dashed away
from tla- gallows ami hurled the ball over
the Tombs wall. The boy, seeing Ihe ball
come over, noted the time, ran to the office,
and gave the news. Within five minutes
after the murderer hail liecn hanged
an extra cditiouof the pu|icrin question,
announcing his death, was being gold on
the streets. The boy who bad taken the
news to the office had not top|>eil to
pick up the barebail thrown over the wall
by the re|>orlor, anti a Mo/i n lads of the
crowd of I joys who platf about theTombi
walls, tinned forward and seiml the
hall. A mot J. Cummings.
What is ancestry after'dß The Het
man as well as the pool one begin* lift
without a shirt to his back.
RUDGET OF FUN.
HUMOROUS SKETCHES PROM
VARIOUS SOURCES.
He . Popped—No Occasion lu He
Afraid—Too Laic—A Swin
dled Millionaire —Another
Wrecked Life, etc.
She—“l saw a funny thing in the pa
]>er. It says that somewhere out West
the weather is so hot that a framer who
went into his corn field found that all
the corn had popped. It must be awfully
nice to have such weather.”
He—“ Why, what are you talking
about? Think how you’d suffer!”
Bhe—“Yes, I might suffer. But then,
perhaps, other things besides the corn
might pop.”
He popped. —Bolton Traziscript.
So Occasion to be Afraid.
•‘Why don’t you propose to her, Joe?”
“Well, I’m half afraid.”
“She loves you, don’t she?”
"Oh, awfully.”
"You agree with her father in politics?”
"Yes.”
"And with her brother as to who is
the best pitcher?”
"Yes.”
“Then dlow mo if I can see what you’re
afraid of. ” — Harper's Bazar.
Too Late.
A couple of young ladies, bosom
friends: -‘My dearest Olga, I could not
rest until I had come and made an effort
to dispel the gloomy thoughts which, to
judge from your letter yesterday, threat
ened to develop into suicidal mania.
’Tis true Alfred has jilted you—the
wretch! Still, try to act like a sensible
girl and look out for another engage
ment.”
“Your advice comes too late, darling.”
•“Good gracious! Olga, you surely
haven’t taken poison!”
“Well, n-n-no; the fact is I-I became
engaged again yesterday.
A Swindled Millionaire.
Mr. Moncybagß, who has recently ac
quired. a fortune—“lt’s n, shame and a
disgrace the way everybody conspires to
rob a rich man.”
Friend—“ What's the matter now?”
“Well, you see I had a little party at
my mansion last night.”
“So I saw by the papers. ”
“And to amuse my guests I ordered
some music.”
“Yes, I heard you ordered a quar
tette.”
“Just so, and burst my buttons if four
singers didn’t crowd into the room and
sing and I had to pay all four of them,
and mind you I only ordered one solitary
quartette. That’s the way I’m swindled
every day of my life and lam tired of it.”
Another Wrecked Life.
First Omaha Youth—“ Seems to me
Jinkin looks rather shabby, lias he lost
his position ?”
Second Omaha Ycuth—“No, he is
making several thousand dollars a year
right along.”
“Well, well! gambles, 1 suppose?”
“Gambles I You eouldn’t hire Jinkin
to play card*.”
“Don’t see how he can drink up so
much money.”
“He don’t drink.”
“What under the canopy docs he do,
then?”
“Poor fellow! He has become an in
veterate amateur pliotonrapher. ” Omaha
Herald.
An Agreeable Change.
A housewife on Antoine street had
cleared off the breakfast table the other
morning, and just as she gave her pan of
dishwater a heave into the back yard a
man came around the corner of the houso
and received the full contents from chin
to Me Is.
“O! dear, but 1 beg a thousand par
dons!” exclaimed the woman when she
realized what she had done.
“Not a pardon, ma’am,” he calmly re
plied.
“Butit was so cureless in mo!”
“Not a bit cureless, ma’am. I am a
gentleman out of work and with no
means. I make it a practice to call at
variotu houses iu search of cold victuals,
la most cases they sling the bull-dog or
the axe at me. I lay my hand upon my
heart and assure you that this is an inno
vation —a change—a diversion that I can
really enjoy, and I thank you for it.
Good-day, ma’am.” —Detroit Free Press.
The National Game.
“Here you are, are you, you young
reprobate?” said Mr. Badgerly, as li
came across his son playing baseball on
the common. ~“So this is the way you
spend the time you ought to be putting
in at school, is it? Here the teacher’s
been sending word wantin’ to know if
you was sick, and I’ve been hunting for
you for the last hour. No, sir, I don't
care if it is your strike, or whose strike it
is. I won’t have any more of this blame
nonsense. You just—”
Here the boy made an ineffectual pass
at the ball, and the old gentleman
paused.
“Great Scott!” exclaimed the old man
under his breath as he peeled off his coat.
“How many more strikes you got?”
“Two,” replied the boy who had re
treated to a safer distance as he observed
his father’s preparations.
“Well, just hand me that bat,- and I’ll
show you what your old father can do in
the way of a home run. Pitch 'em up
there, hub.” —Merrhaul Traveler.
Traded}- in Five Chapters.
I.
“Who was that iu your box the other
night, Mollie?” asked a becutiful blonde
being, framed by Nature to support the
struggling milliners at the expense of
tlie head of the family first and some
other man after, to a brunette being of
the same kind.
“Oh, that wus Mr. Smith of New
York. He’s awful handsome, isn’t he,
Josie!”
“He’s just splendid.”
’'“He’s of good family, too.”
“Introduce me, won’t you?”
“Dll, he’s poor,”
“Poor thing!"
“I tell you what we’ll do. PII keep
him for the Haul* Crux trip and you can
have him (or the springs.'•
11.
Extract from a letter from Augustus
Ctesar Smith, San Francisco, to his sister
in New York:
“You will be pleased, my dearest sis,
to know that I am progressing finely in
California. I have just met a most charm
ing young lady, Miss Mollic Blank, whose
father has devoted many years most suc
cessfully to dollarculturc. She is much
struck with me, and it seems to be quite
genuine. She has invited me so strongly
to go to Santa Cruz while her family is
there that I trust to consummate the
matrimonial scheme very shortly. I feel
that I only need speak now to be accepted.
Congratulate me!”
111.
“How was he, Mollic?”
“Who?”
“Smith.”
“Smith? What Smith?”
“Smith, of New York.”
“Oh, he was splendid. The first two
weeks wc had an elegant time. ”
A Well, you remember y>ur promise?”
“What abotlt?”
* ‘To give him to me. ”
"Certainly. You can have him. He’s
all right; very pleasant nnd agreeable
until fie proposes to marry you. Then
he’s no good. Look out for him. He
made eight holes in the sand with his
knees at Santa Cruz imploring me to be
come Mrs. Smith.”
IV.
Extract from a letter from A. C. Smith
to his sister:
"You will be pained to learn that I
found tho Mollic Blank that I told you
about a little fool. I couldn't stand her
after two weeks’ acquaintance. You
would not have like her, I know. I have
become smitten with a true and noble
little woman, Miss Josie , who is in
every respect the antithesis of that
coquette. She will make a lovely little
wife—and she is quite as wealthy. lam
happy this time, for I know she loves
mo. ”
V.
Brief note from A. C. Smith to his
sister:
"My Dearest Sister: Strike father for
$250 for mo tflgct home with. Your af
fectionate brother.” —Chicago Tribune.
Vivisecting Dogs.
Dr. B. F. Curtis has been conducing
a series of experiments on living ani
mals to ascertain, if possible, the effects
of injuries inflicted on and within the
abdomen, and the best method of treat
ing them. His inquiries are considered
of especial importance by the profession.
His experiments, or vivisections, were
chiefly performed at the Carnegie Labor
atory. The animals were dogs. Among
other experiments the “buffer accident"
was artitlciully produced. The dog, a
largo one, was giveu sufficient ether to
be rendered unconscious, and while in
this state lie was placed on the floor on
his back and a weight of six, eight, ten
and twelve pounds was dropped on his
stoiriftAi rafl i ffftrevft' pfcee^frww'vwrhws
heights, to ascertain the amount of force
necessary to rupture the internal organs,
a matter about which there is much dis
pute nmong doctors, most of whom claim
that great force is required. After the
the weights had been dropped the dog
was placed on the operating table, giveu
stimulants hypodermically, the cut open
and the extent .of the injuries noted.
The intestines were ruptured in several
places, demonstrating that the force re
quired was far less than usually supposed.
The ruptured intestines were carefully
sewed up and the abdominal cavity washed
out with an antiseptic solution.
The dog was then taken to the cellar
of the building, where Dr. Curtis had
arranged a dog hospital, which consisted
of a vault in which a number of soap
boxes were arranged ulong either side, in
each of which a dog under treatment
was pluced and secured by a chain. The
animal referred to above was a very sick
dog, but pulled through and was made
the subject of several more experiments
before meeting his death. Almost every
possible accident that can occur to
human abdomen was reproduced on the
dogs, and every kind of treatment sug
gested by the most advanced scientific
ideas tried. A large number of dogs
were made subjets of vivisection, most of
them tinally losing their lives in the
cquse of science. —New York World.
Cat Furs.
It is estimated that not less than 0,000,-
000 kittens arc annually brought into thie
sinful world. Of these the great majority
are miserably drowned—a practice which
is destined shortly to be done away with
by a recognition of the cat ns a fur-bearing
animal. Hugs of selected Maltese and
tortoise shell are already quite expensive,
and excellent imitations of various furs
arc made in this material. Taxidermists,
too, are advertising for kittens by the
thousand to stuff for ornamental pur
poses. At present the only purpose to
which they are applied in this country is
the manufacture of carriage robes, but
vast numbers of them are sent to Europe,
where they are in great demand for coats
and hats, dressing-gown linings and
other garments.
The pelts come from all parts of the
country. They are gathered by pro
fessional collectors, who supply them by
the quantity at regular scheduled rates.
A common cat skin is worth .3 cents, a
pure Maltese 10 cents and a black one 25
cents. The cheap kind must be dyed
before making up, but the black and
Maltese are prettier with their color un
adulterated. A carriage rolie of the
best cat fur is worth from $4O to $3O.
There are always plenty of stray cats run
ning wild ill the rural district. The
Maine woods are full of them. They
breed wonderfully fust, and it is good
sport popping them off the fences and
stone walls along the roadside. —Boston
Pott.
Alligators.
This is the way a' boy wrote about
them: Alligators are fouud in the rivers
of Florida. 1 never found any there, be
cause 1 am a poor hand at fiuding things.
And if I lost an alligator I wouldn't care
whether 1 found it again or not. I would
rather pay him bigger w ages and let him
And himself and do his own washing.
The alligator's hide is very tough, so
arc the places where alligators hide.
Hoots are made of tbi < hide, which
makes me think of a little story: A boy,
who hail no covering for his feet except
an old |utir of gaiters, went to hunt an
alligator one day, so ns to get his hide
for to niMke anew pair, but the creature
i swallowed him, gaiters and alt, which
| was alligator he wanted, —Hi/Uuft.
11.00 Per Aaani, la Altiin.
THEN AND NOW.
r.
When I was young the girls war* thrifty,
Their work went right ahead.
They milked the cows, and churned the butter
And learned to make good bread.
'Tis thirty years since me and ’Zekel
First started out together,
And now we’ve got right smart o' money
Laid by for rainy weather.
IL
We don’t go much on bonds or coupons,
Or railroad stocks, and sich.
We like the ring of gold nnd silver,
It makes one feel so rich.
But la! We’ve spent many a dollar
Upon our only darter,
And Sairy Ann’s so smart, wefeck'rv.
Schoolin’ would make her smarter,
in
For five king years she went to college,
Alu stuffed her pretty head,
Till now she knows more than the parson,
But yet she can’t make bread.
When she came home, Kays I, we’ll see now
What eddicatkm is,—
For I catched cold one day a churnin'
And took the rheumatiz.
IV.
She fixed her hair in what she told us
Was a McCarty roll,
And went to mixing up her bread-dough
In my best butter bowl.
She made it, and she said she baked it,
And I set down and cried,
And for a while I didn’t care much
Whether I lived or died.
v.
While ’Zekel, up and down the garden,
A rarin’ and a pitchin’,
Was swearin’ at the college teachers.
Cause they’d forgot the kitchen.
He wished there was no ’ology, or
Any siek foreign stuff,
If graduates made bread like leather.
Only more sour and tough.
VI.
Om* Sairy's no good in the kitchen,
But then she’s awful smart,
She keeps the old planner humuiin’,
Raves over worksqf art; .
Reads French,and paints,and sings, but ’Zekel
Says he would give his head,
if she’d forget that tom-fool jiousense,
And learn to make good bread.
—Marg A. Benson,in Texas Siftings,
PITH AND FOOT.
It is difficult for a drinking man to
hold his breath; it is generally too strong
for him.— Siftings.
“I was rapped iu slumber,” said the
tramp as the policeman hit him with a
club.— Washington Critic.
The chinch bug cats the farmer’s grain,
The bee moth spoils his honey,
. The bed-bug fills him full <*£ pain,
The humbug scoops his money.
—Faumua {.Texas) Argus.
The man who is in the habit of trying
to get at the bottom of things should be
ware of falling overboard in mid-ocean.
Boston Courier.
“How to Get Into Print” is the title of
a recent article in an eastern paper. How
to get out of print is what is worrying
most people. —Fort Worth Gazette.
“Man wants but little hero below,”
Borne people say. but it is best
to gay —tor it is true, all know—
That most of us want lots of rest.
—Pittsburg Dispatch.
He—“So you don’t care to bo mine
with all that I have at my command?”
She—“ That's just the trouble. I don't
want to be under your command.”—
Judge.
Connoisseur—“l tell you what it is,
McDaub, those buzzards are simply su
perb. You shouldn’t paint, any but
birds.” Artist (disgusted)—“Those are
not buzzards. They are angels!”—
filings.
Before a Norristown young man started
out with his girl foi a promenade the
other evening, he drew from his pocket
a New York paper and read an article
entitled, “Nearly One Hundred Persons
Made Sick by Hating Ice Cream*"—Nor
ristown Herald.
A med cal journal says it never knew
of anybody that was hurt by a ripe wa
termelon ; but the newspapers have fre
quently recorded cases of individuals in
the South being filled full of shot while
leaving a patch with a ripe melon under
each arm. And that mußt have hurt.—
Norristown Herald.
Tlte Poison in lee Cream.
The Journal of AuaJytiatl Chanhtry,
edited by Edward Hart, professor of
analytical chemistry of Lafayette College,
contains an article by Professor Victor
C. Vaughan upon tyrotoxicon, the
poisonous substance jmue times found in
ice cream. This substance was dis
covered by Professor Vaughan about a
year ago, and he hwtsincc spent a great
deal of time in examining it. He has
discovered thi.t tyrotoxicon is identical
with diazo-benzol, a substance which lias
been known for many years, and which
was first prepared from aniline by Peter
Griess. a German chemist. The poison
is caused by a peculiar fermentation of
the cream before it is frozen, and it can
be separated from the cream by ireat
ment with soda and then with ether,
which dissolves the. poison. An important
point brought out by Professor Vaughan's
researches is that the poison is entirely
destroyed by Imiling the ice cream mix
ture before it is frozen.
A Georgia Nimrod.
Elijah Youngblood, of Coffee county,
Georgia, onght to be proud of his records
as thus set forth in the Augusta ftaiette:
“Elijah Youngblood has killed 090 deer.
He is one of Coffee’s most successful
farmers, and lives now on one of the
poorest places in the county and makes
plenty. It is said that since 1840 eleven
families have starved on the place, but
lie makes plenty, and sells corn, potatoes
and bacon. He says any man who cannot
make a living in this country should not
live. He is sixty-one years old, can walk
all day in the woods, ami can run a milb
to head a deer or wildcat wheu he hears
old ‘Atman’ bark. He has killed 240
wildcats.
Out in lowa they have anew theory to
account for drouths in summer. They
think it is due to the artificial drainage,
by nmans of which the surface water,
which otherwise, it is explained, would
..land around, evaporate, and cause
showers, is inada to fiow off into Iks
rivers.
NO. 28.