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THE ENTERPRISE. ENTERPRISE CO., PUBLISHERS AND PROPRIETORS. TERMS, $I.OOf>er Year, in Advance. Advertising Rates on Application. DEVOTED TO VICINITY INTERESTS AND TBE GATHERING OF LOCAL NEWS. VOL. VII. NO. 37. ALTAMONT, K. Y., SATURDAY, 3f AECH 28,1891. WHOLE M). 349. THE ENTERPRISE JOB DEPARTMENT Is supplied with facilities for doing First-Class Work. LEGAL PEINTING. Special rates given on mortgage forclosures, notice to creditors and other legal printing. CURED SCROFULA It Is that impurity in the blood, which, ac- cumulating in the glands of the neck, pro- duces unsightly lumps or swellings; which causes painful running sores on the arms, legs, or feet; which developes ulcers In thj eyes, ears, or nose, often causing blindness or deafness; which is the origin of pimples, can- cerous growths, or the many other manifesta- tions usually ascribed to '•humors:\ which, fastening upon the lungs, causes consumption and death. Being the most ancient, ft is tho most general of all diseases or affections, for very few persons are entirely free from it. How Can , It Be By'taking Hood's Sarsaparilla, •which, by the remarkable cures it has accomplished, often when other ineclieii\es have failed, has proven itself to be a. potent and peculiar mediclno for tins disease. Some of these cures are really wonderful. If you sufEerfrom scrofula, be sure to try Hood's Sarsaparilla. \Every spring my wife and children have been troubled with scrofula, sores breaking out on them in various places. My little boy, three years old, I1.-.5 been a terrible sufferer, last sprfngTie was one mass of sores from head to feet. I was advised to. use Hood's Sarsapa- rilla, and we have all taken it. The result is that all have been cured of tlie scrofula, my little boy being entirely free from sores, and all four of my children look bright aud healthy.\ \W. B. ATHEKTOX, Psissaic City, H. J. Hood's Sarsaparilla Soldbralldrusgists. gl; sixforg5. Prepared only by C. I. HOOD & CO., Apothecaries, Lowell, Mass. MOO Doses One Dollar . ZEE. DRUGGIST, Makes a Specialty of Trasses, Abdominal Supporters and Shoulder Braces. 39 Washington Ave., \When in want of anything in ths lin« of Dentistry call on QUAKER STREET. On Saturdays of each week he will be at GaUupvillo, K. Y. JOHN B. WHITE, Attorney and Counselor at Law A2TO JTOTAST PUBLIC, AuVlegal business promptly attended tot Charges moderate. Office and residence, MAIN ST., ALTAMONT, N. T. j. R. PHACTICAL Umbrella £ Parasol Manufacturer, , K\. T. Watches, Clocks, Jewelry and Umtoellas Repaired at Short Notice. t. 6. F. 0ABIICHAEL, DEWTIST, 201 Union Street, Schenectady, N. Y. A fall set of Gum Testa on Imported Rub- ber for Fiva Dollars and Fifty Cents. A plate made from tbJ3 rubber is so strong that any one could stan i on i t Teeth made in three hours to accommo- date people living at a distance We pay particular atten'ion ic making teeth to have them give the natural ex- pression. ALBANY CITY SAVINGS INSTITUTION. Established i85O. Banking House, 47 State Street. Deposits Securely Invested According to the Laws of the State. Money loaned on bond and mortgage and ca securities allowed by law. Interest at FOUR P£R CENT, paid on de- E osits not exceeding THRBE THOUSAND 'OLLARS, commencing THE PJ.RST OB SACH iTOSTH. 4 PER CENT. INTEREST PATABIE JAJSTTAKY AND JULY 3?IRST. Deposits may be made by mail in post- office orders, bank checbs,ror cash in regis- tered letters, or by express.tand bank books will be returned l>y mail to such depositors in registered packages. OFFICERS. P. SI MURPHY President GEORGE I. AMSDiSLL, i „. „ . HORACE & BELL, f Vice-Presidents EDWARD J. GALLIEN\ Treasurer TRUSTEES. V'. M. MURPHY, RODNEY VOSE, SSDDEN E. MA-RVIX, G-EO. H. TnACHER, G-EO. I. AMSDTXL, E. DE L. PAI-MEB, FRANCIS H. TVCODS, ALBERT HsssBEKa, ISBAS Hiss, HORACE S. BEI/D, JOHN E, \WAI/KEH J. M. BATTEUMAW, JAMES ~W. Cox, 3B., <T. H. BROOKS, EDWAKD 3. G-ALUER. The surviving \Union Generals who ' commanded departments during the Civil War are: Generals Banks, Buell, Butler, Eosecrans, Sigol, Lew \Wallace D. N. ' Couch, 0. C. Augur, J. 31. Palmer, H\. ' J. T. Dana, J. J. Reynolds, H. G. . Wright, G. M. Dodge, Schofleld aud B. ! F. Kelley. | Robert Bonner is authority for the statement that in 1836 there was not a horse that had trotted a mile in 2:20, and not over twenty horses in the country in the 2:30 list. The great change •which has occurred during the intervening years, notes the American I Dairyman, is indicated by the fact that during the past year almost one thousand horses were added to the already very large number who had covered a mile in 2:30. The greatest record thus -far made was in 1885, when Maud S. reached the wonderful speed ot a mile in 2:0S|. The railroad statistics of the United States furnish no end of interesting figures to those who care to investigate them. Nearly one hundred and sixty thousand miles of road are in actual operation, and these roads employ about three million people in various capacities. During the last year $1,000,000,000 was spent in railway freights, and, figuring upon a basis of 62,000,000 population, this would make §16 for every man, woman and child in the country. This sum would pay the national debt, or supply free education to all the children in the country for a long period. The Sandwich islanders believe, de- clares the Chicago BeraM, that Ka-la- iaua was poisoned by the doctors and they feel very bitterly toward Colonel Baker, a friend and companion of the King in his illness, who, they think, should have made sure that the medicines administered to him contained no poison by first taking a dose of them himself. This was a duty due to Hawaiian royalty which the Colonel failed to perform, and though some very good reasons for it may be apparent to others, he will never be able to show the Sandwich Islanders why he should not have taken the alleged poison himself and saved the life The proof of the adage that where there is. a will there is a way to break it is seen in some statistics in a Boston legal journal. They show that ia the United States last year 4000 wills were contested, 2400 of which were broken. Large as they seem, there is no reason, confesses the Chicago Herald, to doubt the accuracy of these figures. The contested will case has become a familiar feature of every Probate Court, and the skill of lawyers in setting aside wills has become prover- bial. Even the will of so subtle a law- yer as Mr. Tilden was successfully con- tested. The situation is au unfortunate one for the man of wealth. At his death he can neither take his riches with him nor be certain that they will be distributed afterward in accordance with the behests of his will. JOHN RYALL, Justice of the Peace. Particular attention given to the drawing of Deeds, Mortgages, Leases, Bills of Sale, etc. Blanks constantly on hand. Terms rea- sonable. Office and post-office address, . VOORHEESVILLE, K. Y. JAMES R. MAIN, ATTOENET AND COUKSELOS AT LAW. NOTARY PUBLIC. Also Insures Buildings, Farm Property and Live Stock against Loss by Fife and Light- nine. Office and P. 6. Address,\ GUILDERLAND, N. Y. THE ONLY TRUE IRON TONIC •Will PnrllV the Bloortj reflate the Liter and Kidneys and Restore the IlenKh aiid Vigor of Youth. 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Bright days are with us, lengthened and serene, The clouds grow mellow, and the forest hath Its budding pleasures; yet o£ Winter's scath Some drear memorials here and there are seen. For, though the wind no more breathes frbs- ty-ieen, It often floats the old leaves in our path, Or sighs along some unreaped aftermath, To mind us of the rigor that hath been, O thou my Joy, Spring of my Wondrous Year? Forgive, if in thy presence aught of grief Remain from that dead time ere thou wast here. Now, surely, such gainsaying shall be brief; For thou wilt set my feet where flower and leaf And soft new sward blot out the stubble sere. ~fEdith M. Tliomcts, in Scribner. mm nerelandSEKVOUSDEBttlT?! | eaknsssof Body and Mind, Effects • ^- .—jf Errors or Excesses in Old or YOIUIR ' Hobtut, Noble MANHOOD fnllj Bostorcd. ilow to enforce and '• Strength WEAK, ONDKVEI.OPEI>OHOASS*PiKTSOfl:ODYi ! JilMlatelT anhlUng HOME TRSATHEKT—Benefits ta kdiir* ! Hen testify from SO 8utei and Ferelgn t'oantrfce. Write tbenh i DcMriptln1 BMkjMplajaUonand proof.malM(sealed)free. UOtcu ERIE MEDICAL CO., BUFFALO, N. Y. [ . JAM'S ATTEMPT, BY TOM P. MORGAN. \I'll not come back till you call me, Miss Lang?\ \Then I fear you will be a long time in coming, -Mr. Atchison!\ Then the young fellow Whacked the old fence beside him so fiercely with the stick he had picked up as he came to the trysting place that the catbird in. the lilr c tangle just over the fence jumped out of her nest with a squawk of wild affright and went blundering away in the gathering dusk, while the wieldef of the stick turned his back upon the girl and trudged down the hill With unnecessarily heavy steps. ' 'Miss\ Lang! ' 'Mr.\ Atchison! The catbird, who had -witnessed many a meeting at the old gate since she began her nesting in the lilacs, has nev$r be- fore heard the young people address each other with such ceremonious exac- titude. It had been \Janie\ and \Phil\ till the catbird, perhaps with some of the in- stincts of a taatch?niaker, has grown complacently accustomed to their meet- ings. The youag people had had oc- casional \tiffs to be siire^ but never before such a quarrel as this. Phil Atchison did not look back as he tramped away, and Janie tossed her short little curls and hurried toward the house. \Phil is so—so, commonplace, andW\ There was a little catch in her murmur as she told herself so, in spite of the fierceness with which she forced herself to believe that she was glad it was all over between them. Perhaps Phil was conjmqnplace. But it was-brJy- of late, that Janio had dis- covered it* It had not been- oo very long ago that she had thought his honest face something very much better than com^ mdnplace and his homely talents more than ordinary. There was much of the inventor about this young fellow, who was continually pottering with some novel contrivance of his own conception, and but a little while ago Janie had pridefully regarded him as. destined to accomplish great things. But that was before her inspiration had come to her, showing her, as it gradually opened her eyes to her own possibilities, how commonplace Phil really was. To be sure^ he was an inventor—as far as in- tent went, at least==-but as yet he had never succeeded in accomplishing any- thing in particular, and probably, she decided, never would. BeMdes this, he was intensely, almost disgustingly, prac- tical. Janie loved poetry, particularly the kind that wailed more or less dis- tressingly about unrequited love and such sad themes. But Phil cared little for it, even, upon the night of the quarrel, going so far as to snort Contemptuously at one of her most soulful and wailful selections^ Phil was all well enough in his way, but there was little of the heroic about him, unless, indeed, it might have been in the reckless way in which he placed himself in the power of some of his ex- periments. __ ' \When she broached -a part of it Phil had promptly scoffed at her inspiration and his skepticism, or at least lack of sympathy with her ambition, had been a prime factor in bringing about the sepa» ration. Slow-going Phil, outside of his inventing, had no yearning beyond, the having- of a commonplace little home, with Janie as its little mistress. This prospect had seemed very diluting to .her till the coming of her inspiration had whispered to her that she Was worthy of better things and then, that she wascapa? ble of attaining them. She wanted^^well, she hardly knew definitely just what she did want,.but it was something that the prospectj of be- ing the mistress of a quiet little home did not promise; In the big* bright world beyond the village there were many opportunities and^ Her discontent began to grow as rapidly as her ambition expanded. Phill promised cheerfully that, as the invention proved the success that he fondly hoped it would be, they would exhaust some of the pleasures of the great, bright world. But Janie* impatient at his awkward sympathy and. his scoffing at her poetical quotations about hearts bowed and am- bitions enchained, scoffed in turn at his prospects. The invention, she said scornfully, would probably amount to no more than its predecessors^fantastic failures, all of them. And^» And so matters went on from bad to worse till the quarrel was followed by the parting and Janie and her ambition were free of slow-going Phil and his commonplace plans. She smothered the pang in her heart as she hurried toward the house in the gloaming. There was little now to pre- vent her making the attempt at which she felt so sure of succeeding. Phil would have no chance to object. The indulgent, unworldly oli aunt with whom the orphan girl lived and who would have thought it nearly the correct thing and made but feeble objection if Janie had proposed an excursion to Peru, and did. not put a veto upon, the proposition that she but half understood. And, two days later-, when Phil Atchi- eon, With a very transparent excuse Upon his lips and a hope for reconciliation in his iieart, called at the little cottage in the lilac tangles, Janie had gone to make her attempt. Then Phil was angry in good earnest and inquired no more. Why what right had she to-^? Then he remembered that she was no longer his promised wife and went back to his inventing, re- solved fiercely to mind hisi own business and smother his feelings, #iid a discour- aging job euough he found it. Janie's idea of the advantage offered by the city had been gathered from vari- ous unreliable sources, and her going was cheered by the fancy that fortunes there were to be had almost for the tak- ing. She could paint a little-^-buttef- cups and violets on saucers and placques and the like^and fancied, poor child; that she was destined, if not for a great artist, to at least make something of a name and fame for herself. Her pretty little daubs would not sell. But Janic, though sorely disappointed, was not conquered, and she set bravely to work aad painted other pretty little daubs, which did scarcely better than tiieif predecessors. One sold, after sever* at days, and the little girl chirked up wonderfully for a time. It was slower work than she had anticipated, but with perseverance she would win success after awhile, Rome was not built in a day, And so she struggled OH. Economize as one will, board and other necessities will eat up one's savings and Janie saw the little store of money she had brought with her decreasing day by day. And still the little daubs did not sell. Thefi, when at last she knew not which way to turn, she secured a chance to color photographs for a miserable pittance per dozen. Though she worked,, poor child^ to the limit of her endurance, day after day, till she grew wan, hollow-eyed and aU ways Weary, the scanty pay was scarce sufficient to keep body and soul together. This was very fair from achieving the fame and fortune she had so fondly e : x r pected would be here. And there seemed nothing brighter to which she could look forward. In tearful retrospection, in the solitude of her barren, cheerless room, the tjuiet little village she had left seemed 50 longer mean and commonplace, but the brightest spot on earth. And the quiet little home that poor Phil had planned for her seemed in fancy almost like Para- dise. And Phil—4ie was flo longer the commonplace clod to which her inspira- tion iad likened him, but his talents the brightest, his honest face \the dearest and his lore the inost desirable in the whole wide world. How si}e hated the inspiration that.had tempted her tq^ leave then? and to so. -wrong -yJVil, dear old Phir.l Oh, if she coufc f only—but she Was proud, this little/Janie, and she could not go back to them. And so the days dragged drearily on. Then, even the pitiful boon of the photograph coloring Was denied her, and she could find nothiag to do even to earii the few dimes necessary to keep life in her weary little body; Her scanty store of pennies went one by one and no more were added to them. She had no recom- mendations, no influence, that might have secured her a situation. Nobody knew, nobody cared for the poor little struggUng, despairing child. The rent of her dismal little room came due and there was no way of paying it. In a day or two she must give it up, and h Day after day slie had sought for some- thing to do, be the reward ever so sniall^ that would add to the pitiful rgmnant of her fast disappearing store of dimes aiid pennies^anythigg that was hoaorablej flo matter how illy paid. But nobody wanted her, and wofu, weary, heart- sick, discouraged, she dragged herself back each time to her cheerless room^ to sob herself supperless to unfeff eshing sleep. She told herself that even Phil, dear old Phil, would scarcely have known her iiow. The bloom was gone from, hef face, which had grown very thin and. white, and the dainty hands that he had so often held in his strong, warm, ones were growing more slender and like lit- tle claws.\ Presently caae the day when even that miserable existence could go on no longer. On the morrow she must leave the room for which she could no longer pay-i ' She had cried herself supperless to sleep the night before. The last of the pennies, only half a dozen of them, purchased the inite that made her break- fast. Then she set out bravely to make one more hbpelese attempt in the battle of existence. Nothing rewarded her, and w^ary, despairing, defeated, she dragged her tired little feet back to her dinnefless room, at noon. The struggle was almost over. There seeined nothing taore for her to do but to lie down aiid die. Her pride was broken at last, aiid weak, wan, hungry .'little Jaijie sank down on her hard bed and sobbed out her pititul loneliness and (weakness and despair like a poor lorn, ilost chikL Oh, if only Phil-saf only she hadn't*^- Then a thought came to her. If she left a letter addressed to him, after she wa3 gone, after the troubled spirit, weary with the battle, with the battle with privation and despair, had taken its flight, they would send it to him as the one likely to be most interested, and he, if he came, could take the cold little body and'do with it as he might. The letter occupied a long time in writing. She had not so very inu<sh to say^the pitiful story was not a long one-r-but her weak hand 'trejnbled and tears bedimmed her sight and dropped on the cramped lines so often. ^ Then, when it was done* she left it lying on the table. But she could not reinain there with her thoughts^*her thoughts and her hunger^and so she went out again with weak steps and laden heart. There mighfa^but no, there seemed no hope for anything. Well* she might as well die trying! Her thin face iras flushed a little now and her eyes ufi\- naturally bright. Her unsteady steps grew quicker, and odd, queer thoughts troubled her brain. Her hunger wt half forgotten as she wandered on and dn with'feverish strength and uncertain purpose. Her short little curls were all astray and her thin hands clenched con- vulsively. Her half unguided steps led to the art store where her pretty little daubs' had so unsuccessfully been exposed for sale, the kind old proprietor feeling a half pity for the lonely littlo child-woman who had asked so often and anxiously of their fate and had been too proud to voice her disappointments when they never sold. This old fellow was just stepping to the door when she passed the piace. The daubs were almost forgotten in the half delirium that had come over her. \Ho Miss Lang!\ he called, cheerily. •'Luck at last!\ The daubs—not one, but cll^-were sold! Some young fellow, much to. the old fellow's surprise, upon blundering into the store, seeing the daubs, which lie appeared to recognize, and' making a few inquiries as to the identity of the artist, had snapped up the whole lot as if they had been very precious indeed. The man placed the money in the bewil- dered girl's hands, and watched her as she went weakly away after a few half incoherent words. \Poor child!\ lie muttered to himself. \She looked ill and half starved! J wish ==why, I declare, I forgot to tell her that that young had beeu very particular to inquire her address, and exhibited strong symptoms of intending to call on her.\ Meanwhile the buyer of the daubs, with his purchases in a bundle under his arm, had made all haste to proceed to the address the art dealer had given him. No, Miss Lang was not in, the land- lady informeci him. She had probably gone to look for a new abiding, place, as she was about to leave her present quar- ters upon the morrow. Was Miss Lang enjoying good health? Well, now that she thought of it, the landlady was moved to confess that for some time the youcg lady had appeared to be soft of fading and failing. What was the matteri The landlady could not say. A woman with the cafes of a shabby genteel lodg- ing house, a worthless husband and valueless children could not be ex-^ pected to find time to pay more atten- tion to her patrons than to know that they paid their dues promptly and did not make way with the furniture. When did she expect the young lady back? She could not say* Maybe, iiow that she thought of it, Miss Lang would not return at all. She had been given warn- ing to vacate the room and might have done so already. There was a letter on -t%e table addressed to a Mr. Philip Atchison. It might possibly^- \That's ms!\ interjected the visitor, with much promptness and profound contempt for the restrictions of gram- mar. Five minutes later Phil Atchison was reading the letter in the dreary little room. Such a pitiful, disconnected, teaf- blotted letteritiWas: I And when the visitor had read it through he rubbed the back of his hand across his eyes and there Were other and fresher tear spots on the page. \When you read this, Phil, dear, dear Phil,\ the letter said, \my stfug^ gles will be done. I've tried so hard, Phil, but it was no use. The battle is almost over, and when it is done, you can lay me among the lilacs. And, oh, Phil, forgive the wrong 1 did you, dear, dear Phil. Oh, if you could only come to me now. I am so tired, so tired and hungry. Come to me, Phil! Come—\ There was a catch in the young fel- low's voice as he spoke: \Her struggles will soon be over one way of the other! Well, I am glad my inventing wasn't a failure at last J And the golden harvest it is bringing me shall be devoted to making Janie, little Janie, happy if t find her alive!\ He started to read on again. ^Oh.Phil, comeback to me! Come—\ The door opened just then and Janie entered. Her step was less weary and her eyes more nearly happy. A good supper will do wonders for one. \Janie little Janie!\ \Dear Mil!\ \You called me and I have come!\ \Forgiveine Phill I—\ And then she was half smothered in his protecting clasp and knew that her struggles were over at last.\ \And now you can see all of the great bright world you desire,\ said the young fellow, somewhat later. \I don't want to see it!\ the girl re- turned, holding him fast with her thin little hands. \I don't want the great, world of anything but that quiet little home of which we used to plan, and^ and you, Phil!\—jfe York Mercury. Sunbeams Will Sin?. A wonderful discovery has been at- tracting the attention of scientists. A beam of sunlight is made to pass through a prism, so as to produce the solar spec- trum of rainbow. A disk, having slits of openings cut in it, is made to revolve and the colored light of the rainbow is made to break through it and fall on silk, wool or other material contained in a glass vessel. As the colored light falls upon it sounds will be given by the different parts of the spectrum, and there will be silence in other parts. If the vessel contains red worsted and the green light flashes upon it louds sounds will be given. Only feeble sounds will be heard when the red and blue parts of the rainbow fall upon the vessel, and other colors make no sound at all.—iV York Journal. The Indians Made Maple Sngaf. That maple sugar has been made by the Indiani from a remote time, accord- ing to Henry W. Henshaw, 13 shown by their language, their festivals and their traditions. They collected the sap in bifch-bafk vessels, and evaporated it by throwing hot stones into the reservoirs. They ate. the sugar with cofn^ and boiled venison and rabbits in the sap. Some- times the'pure sugar Was their only diet hTM^Ni J.) : American,. A SMUGGLER'S PARADISE HOW CHINAMEN GAIN ACCESS TO THE TOUTED STATES. White Men.Smugrsle the Orientals on Dark Mights From Vancouver to Washington—The Prices Charged. Looking at the map one may see thai the northwest corner of the State ot Washington is torn off, and the spaca that is left is filled with water, dotted with an archipelago. The island of Van- couver fits partially into the gaping corner as if it had been torn out by some gigantic convulsion. The tatterp and debris of the rent form the archipelago. Our national interest cectred in that corner long ago when that portion of the boundary was ia dispute, and the tension of a war feeling was only relieved when a foreign arbitrator settled the boundary, and gave us the island of San Juan, the most important in the group. The city of Victoria COD fines nearly all the popu- lation on that corner of Vancouver Isl- and; the city of Vancouver is the main settlement on the British Columbia shore; aiid on our borders are sucb little places as Whatcom, New Dungeness and Port Angeles, in the State of WasMngtoH. Port Town- Bend, on Puget Sound, is the principal American town near by, and the head- quarters of the scanty force of customs officials who are supposed to guard against the smuggling, and who are en- titled to the presumption that they are doing their best in this direction. Vic- toria has only 20,000 population, Van- couver fewer still, and the islands only here and there a house. Deer abound upon these islands, which are heavily timbered, and the waterways between them feel the keel of but few vessels—of none at all, except the smallest craft, outside the inaia channels. It would be hard to imagine a more difficult region to police, or a fairer field for smugglers. Old London itself has scarcely a greater tangle of crooked and confusing thor- oughfares than this archipelago possesses, and these waterways are so narrow and sheltered that mere oarsmen can safely and easily travel many of them. It is a smuggler's prradise. Those who transport the Chinamen .are all white men. The resident Chinese act as their confederates and as the agenta of the smuggled men, but do no part of the actual smuggling, that is to say, the boating. The great smuggling is of opium. The introduction of the Chinese themselves is of small account, so far as the defiance of our laws is concerned, as compared with the introduction of opium. Yet that extensive business also is car- ried on. by white men. The Chinese cannot pass to and tiojas white men can, therefore they leave the traffic to the whites. These white men are of the class one would expect to find in such business. A Government employe in Victoria told me that I would \be surprised to know what important and respectable persons were connected with the smuggling,\ but as he gave me no further enlighten- ment, and as I failed to obtain any proof tjat any number of so-called respectable men profited directly by the business, I did not and do not believe that there are many such. Those who do the smug- gling of the Cliinese are unprincipled aiid reckless characters. They make their bargains with those Chinese whose busi- ness it is to arrange for the carriage of their countrymen into our country. The boats employed are small sail-boats, and quite as small steam launches. When the owner of one of these boats \has secured a sufficient number of Chinese to make the venture profitable, if it succeeds, tlio journey is made at night, without com- pliance with the law, which requires vessels sailing after dark to display lights at their sides. At times the contrabands are landed near Port Angeles or New Dungeness. San Juan Island, within oui border, is only twelve miles from Vic- toria, and has a few Chinese resident upon it. At times Chinamen are carried there. Once there they can cross to the mainland with more freedom, and with a possibility of obtaining testimony to the effect that they are and' have long been domiciled on American soil. The smugglers charge $20 to $25 for landing each Chinaman on our coast; $20 is the ordisary snd usual charge. Wherever the Chinamen are landed they find either men of their own nationality to seerete them, or white men awaiting their ar- rival, and ready to take them to some Chinese quarters. Once on land the danger of arrest is greatly lessened, and after a newly-smuggled Chinaman has made his Way to one of tho larger towns or cities near the coast, his fear of deten- tion by our Government vanishes en- tirely.—.Harps?-'* Magazine. Ate Bear Liver and Went 3Iad. The Esquimaux live by fishing and hunting. In thu water they find the seal, whale and walrus. The flesh of the walrus furnishes food and the teelh, which arj of the finest ivory, are legal tender. On land are the polar bears, blue foxes, geese, pelicans and millions of ducks. The Esquimau used to kill the polar bear single handed with speai and hunting knife. He would steal up near it, hurl the spear, and as the wounded animal lumbered toward him, would close with it, and in a hand-to- hand conflict would begin the death struggle, armed only with an eighteen- inch hunting knife. But it was very dangerous. Many lives were lost in such struggles, and LjTadays, unless with a shotgun, a single 1 -quimau seldom at- tacks a polar bear. We shot several of them, and when we cleaned them everv dog that ate of their livers went mad and rah howling about the ship, and finally jumped overboard and was drowned. The polar bear meat has a strong, fishy taste and is is not very palatable. The blue fox is the Esquimau's finest game. Its fur is the rarest and costliest in the world. I saw the Empress of Bussia at St. Petersburgh, on a state occasion, clad in a mantle of blue fox fur. The blue iox is chased with dogs and spears, but it has the cunning of its species and ia seldom captured.^— Chicago' Herald, \THE INVISIBLE.\ * \\ i The red men, whom ire BO despisa { And proudly try to civilize, j Are wiser in some ways by far ^; Than we and all our teachers are. ^ \We preach the after-life, and range - Through nature's round of ceaseless change And search the hopes and fears of men To prove that we shall live again. We only half believe; at best Our faith stands not the greatest test, ' For vrhen our friends depart, we-weep More than those who do but sleep. And on each marble slab we writa Some legend of the spirit's flight Lest, passing by, we might forget That he who died is Jiving yefc The Indian, with a single phrase, The ghost of doubt and terror lays, And lifts tlie viewless curtain spread Between us and the so-called dead. He knows no \dead:\ just for a space His friends have faded, form and face, Through Nature's strong and subtle spell They have become \invisible.\ We are too fine and wise: we need Much less of log\ic and of creed. Oh, let the untaught forest child Teach, us his credence undefiled I Let us no longer say \Our Dead,\ Nor think that those we love have fled. They are \Invisible as we Shall close our eyes some day, and see. — George Sorton, in Chicago Serald. HUMOR OP THE DAT. In times of financial panic, even words fail. Did they write Hog Latin with a pig pen? A domestic tyrant—General House- work. A reliable trade mark—Hardened hands. Aptly named—The \Cornerstone\ of the Stock ExchangeT^— Puck. Beauty is but skin deep,and frequently it hardly gets below the powder. \Jay Gould is a very silent man.\ \Yes but then, you know, his money talks.'\ \An' phwy d' yees cahl yer stove an Injun range, Pat?\ \JTaix beca'seit's a good hater.\— Puck. Why are colts like rich men's sons? Because they won't work until they aro broke.— Pittsbwrg Dispatch. Never judge an insurance company by the quality of the blotting paper it gives away.— New York Continent. Let who will make the country's laws, Yea, e'en her ballads, grave ox- funny; Here most of us would serve her cause, Content in helping make hsr money. — Life. You can't tell how valuable a girl's affections are until you are sued for blighting a set of them.— Martha's Vine- yard Herald. Student—\Did Stanley dicover the African Pygmies, do you gather!\ Pro- fessor di Gamma—\Yes; lie and He- rodotus.\— Puck. A boss of street laborers is looking around for that ' 'fine Italian hand\ that he has read about, and ofiera to make him a foreman.— Puck. Slangy Artist-Would-Be—\I see by your smile that you're stuclc on my joke.\ Editor—\Yes would be if I accepted it. Good day.\— New York World. \Where aro you going, my pretty maid?\ \I'm going to catch me a man,\ she said. \C&sfc me your bait, my pretty maid.\ \I'm fishing, sir, for a man,\ she said. — Now York Sun. Grin—\See a dog fight?\ Barit— \No; the dogs only stood of£ and yelped at each other.\' Grin—\Ah a bark mill, as you might say.\— Buffalo Ex- press. Good: Professor to one of his pupils —\When Alexander was as old as you, he had already conquered the world.\ \But you said he had Aristotle for his teacher!\— Fliegende Blaetter. Cumso—\They say Brown lias a very poor memory for faces.\ Banks—' 'And he has. Why, the other day he looked into the mirror and asked his wife whose reflection it was he saw.\— Susy See. The head and the heart in tho game of love, Must p!ay its separate part; But we'll pardon a girl a cold in the head, So long's she's not cold in the heard. — Philadelphia Times. \Don't you ever go to see comedies?\ inquired Miss Laura. \No said Miss Irene. \Laughter produces wrinkles.\ And Miss Irene went on reading the\ \Editor's Drawer\ in Harper's. — ChU cago Tribune. I know that by my boot straps now I can not Ktted be; But once a little red-topped pair, Which first in boyhood I did wear, ,, Much elevated me! — Puck. \lam quite pleased with my sou-m- law,\ said old Mrs. Pickaflaw. \My in- fluence over him is great. Ever since I have been at his house he has staid down town at work until 10 and 11 o'clock at night.\ —New York Herald. Wife—\You don't tell me that Pro- fessor A. has been struck dumb?\ Hus- band—\Yes last night. And he was master of seven languages.\ Wife—' 'Is it possible. And was he struck dumb in all seven?\— Texas Siftings. Cholly—' 'Seah about Chappie ? Sup- posed to be dead, you know, but came to life in his coffin. Queeah,vewy queeah.\ Dolly—\Aw not so vew3 r queeah. They had put the deah boy into an American- made, shwoud, don't you know.\— Indianapolis Journal. An unfortunate man has obtained access to rich Baron Bapineau. He de- picts his misfortunes, liis misery, in so moving a manner that the Baron, with, tears in his eyes and his voice choked with sobs, calls to Jiis servant: \Jean! Put this poor fellow out into the street! He is breaking my heart!\— Paris Figaro. A large quantity of arms imported into the Congo State, Africa, by the Dutch Eotterdam Company, have been disposed of to Arabs in the interior, and they are recommencing their slave raids <>n the native population.
