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- HAMILTON COUNTY PEESS PEB YEAB IN ADVANCE. \ DEVOTED TO THE INTERESTS OP HAMILTON COUNTY. J, B. ABROWSMITH, PaUkticc. VOE. XVL H O P E , N. Y., SATUKDAY, M AECH 30, 1889. NO. is. LOOK!! We here hut reoarea from the Mieiaropolu ft fall ftiid oomplete line of FALL GOOP^^jmyite you to call end eee onr New Stooli UDIES’ ft GHILDREirS CLOAKS, n u n ’ s , w om ii’s AIVD C B lX a > B K N * a : TJ 3 S r D E R W E A . i l , Dress Geods. IN ALL THE LATE AND DESIRABLE ' SHADES OF H|iNRlETTA, TRICOT - AND SEBASTOPO L . ‘ \ DKE 8 S TEIMMOG 8 , BRAID SETS, PANELS AND GIRDLES. Foot Wear FOR GENTS, LADIES AND CHILDREN OF THE MOST DESIRABLE MAKE AND STYLES. men ’ s , touthb ’ and ohhi D ben ’ s SUITS, OVERCOATS, Hats and Caps^ of great tarie^ and stabiUty. A oomplete line of RUBBER GOODS. Do not urait, but come and be conTinced of the great bargains awaiting you at the N. T. STOEE. NorthviHe, N. Y. I A . E.OBYTSSTSK-, A g e n t . My Jim. See that little critt«r thar With red ha’r ? Freckled face ’iid hooked nose^ Woarin’ some o’ my old clothee^ Humbly ’nough to stop a clock; Head as herd as any rock^- See him? That’s Jim. He’s my boy, ’nd twelTo year old; Goodasgo'd. -Thunderin’ loneSpme Sfwt out here^ Ain’t a neighbor npwhar near. ^But the womern, she’s all rights In the day or.dn tho*night, ’ With him, My Jim. Scare him? Well, he, I must say. Ain’t buRt that way. T’other day came ’long a tramp, Hulkin’, double-jinted scamp, ’Lowed he’d camp right then ’nd thar. And eat all they bed to spar; ' ' Eye^bim Did Jim. Womern’s dilikit’ you know. Long been so. ' T»m p ^he |^ered>her aroun’, C u a ^ ’nd swore up hill ’nd down, Eatin’ wan’t his wust intent. But no matter whar he went, , With him Went Jim. Womern scairt almost tu death. Gasped fur breath. Tramp was havin’ all the fun, Jim slipped out ’nd g^t my gun ' Out from under the bwk stoir, Rested it across a chair. Looked gdm Did Jim. Gun was biggest of tie tu, I tell you. When the tramp came toward him, Jim Drew a level bear^op him, Pulled both trig^J>*p^“crack! bang! bang!” Through the house IRo thunder rang. P|v''^gc'\7ia . . Did Jim. FeiTorated that ar’ blimmer Like a skimmer. Loaded up the gun agin, Braced the womern with some gin, Stood on guard outside the door Ready for a dozen more. Just him. My Jim! Had tu git the Cor’ner down From the town. Jim remarked he “had tu shoot, Or be killed by that galoot;” Cor’ner’s verdict, ‘'Served him right,” Then he held a dollar bright Tu him, My Jim! Did ho take it? What, my Jim! That ain’t him. Oughter heard the critter say, Straight’nin’ up hisself this way, “I ain’t shootiu' folks fur pay I” Bless him. My Jim! — Wm. E. Penney, in New York World. How Papa’s Head Was Gut. I saw her little round face at the ■win dow as I drew near the house. Her nose was pressed against the pane and her chubby cheeks glowed redly like an ap ple flushed with ripeness. A dancing light csime into her eyes when she saw me and a smile lit up her face that made the dimples deeper. Then she tried to kiss me through the window and slapped the jealous glass with her fat hand when she found that it was a crystal barrier between us. Look out for the bandage? Oh, yes; I had forgotten it Doctor. That was a hasty rap, wasn’t it? Oh,about the baby. Just 14 months old yesterday. Come here, you little witch and see your pop I Now kiss the Doctor, too. Her lips are as red and soft as the petals of a Jack ro.se. No, no, Bessie; you musn’t pull the Doctor’s watch out of his pocket. That’s naughty. Now sit still on the Doctor’s knee while I tell him how your papa cut his head. “ When I came into the house we had a romp, as usual, I sat her on my shoul ders and we ihayed horse. No, no, baby; don’t pull that pin out of the Doctor’s.scarf ! Re’ll put you ou the floor if you don’t stop! Then we had tea and she upset the sugar bowl and cut her thumb with the table knife. It isn’t well yet, is it, baby? Never mind; it will heal in a fev/ da}'s. ‘After tea the child’s mother went out to make a call, and the baby and I were left alone. I showed her the picture books, and in every cut of a face she saw her papa, and every animal was al luded to as a <‘kittie.” Her blue eyes- opened wide with wonder when I imi< tated the quacking of a duck and the barking of a dog. ^Then she got tired and slid off my lap and went toddling over the floor to the door, which had been left ajar by her mother. By the time I reached the hall she Was halfway up the stairs leading to the second floor, and a%leeftol,‘ri]^pliig -laT%h was \bub- biihg over her at her escape. When I picked her up she set up a howl of dismay, and so I put her down upon the stairs again, and ^ t below her on the stairway, so that if she fell I could catch '“This went bn fOlr a.few minutes 'and th.en she tpddled off to explore the mys teries in the parlor hallway. The gas was burning brightly, and she amused herself with the hat rack and dragged the' umbrellM' around -until this fuh palled upon her taste. , “When:you get tired of holding her, doctor, just put her on the floor. You’d better be careful. She’ll break that gold pencil easel last she saw another flight of stairs leading to the third story. We played hide and seek through the banis ters, and she was as happy as a kitten with a ball of yam. We had reached the top of the stairs and I was about to carry her down so that she could climb up again, when there came a knock at the area door. The baby - listened and said^Harkl’ -in that quaint way she has. Just listen, Doctor, s’’ in less than a minute, I hastily opened the door of the front room, noticed that the gas was burning, and left the baby in the room. When I reached the base ment door I found a boy there who had brought some groceries which my wife had bought after she left the house. I listened at the foot of the stairs, and hearing no sound, .1 assumed that the child was all right. That was one of the biggest mistakes I ever made. The boy was slow in his movements, and it was fully three minutes before he had taken all the groceries from his basket. I went to the door to lock it after him, when I was startled by the boy running back and saying; “ ‘Is that your baby, sir?’ “In the meantime we had both stepped into the front yard. Thq boy pointed upward, and there, standing on the window-sill, with her hands clasping the bottom of the sash just above her corn-silk hair, stood that child on your “ She’s getting troublesome. Doctor, I’m afraid. You’d better put her down. No? All right, then. The street lamp cast a bright glow of light into the yard, and as she leaned outward—^just think of it, Doctor!—^leaned outward and looked down, she saw’^ me and laughed out, “Pa-pa, pa-pa,” with that ciuious way she has of lingering on the syllables. “It was as if I bad been struck with apople.xy, Doctor. The street, the buildings, the baby and the grocer’s boy. all swam before my eyes like misty, un real things. Then my vision cleared again, and I stepped quickly under the window and raised my hands toward the .“Fm not a praying man, Doctor; that is, I hadn’t been up till this time. But I think those two words of entreaty which shot from behind my clenched teeth must have struck the gate of heaven like a minie ball. As calmly as I could I said to the grocer boy: ‘ ‘ ‘Run up stairs and catch her. I’ll stand here in case she falls!’ “All the while my little one stood there in the window, laughing and call ing her papa. I tried to chirrup to her, but the -vi-ords died in my throat. I can see her now when I close my eyes, out lined against the light in the room be hind her, with a smile upon her lips, and when I think of it there comes that icy coldness about my heart that I felt that night. “It seemed «& age before I heard ttaft blundering boy flounder into . the. voMR with a crash that startled thehaby, flhe gave one frightened glance over har shoulder, let go her hold upon the saGi>i and fell. The thoughts of it make mg muscles harden and my pulses thrill ak this moment, Doctor. I braced myself and—and—ca^ht her. Then . I fdl senseless, npon the pavement. “I think I must have struck the feaea with my head, and that’s how I got tiMA wound. '■‘Well, when I' ^m c to' my senses I was laying on the lounge, with my wife crying over me and that little rascal on your knee tug^ng at my haod and saying: “Pa-pa, dit up an* play wif baby!** “Hurt!. Not a hair M her goldea head injured, thank God!” “Do you believe in ft special pro^ dence. Doctor? - Well, we won’t dis cuss such a big subject as that now; m j jhead’s a ching/a^in. About: a wedk, you think, eh? Well, that ain’t as bad as it might be; still, for an active im b , its pretty hard. Goodby .”—New Teri 8un. - ----------- T Sleeping After Heals. Not many years' ago it was |bhoa|^ almost suicidal to take a nap after din- ner. It was claimed that sleep taken while the stbmach is M U s unrefresMng, exictes abnormal feverishness... and per spiration, and in some cases seems almost a st^te of coma. The c<mfusion and languor, and sometimes headache ttMt are experienced on waking are s u p p o ^ .. tobe>valu^le eviden^ as regar^e i t t unhealthmess. advocated the after 'dihuer mip; uuat asserted that their night’s rest was muck sounder for taking their “forty •winkrf* at noon time. The wiseacres of some few years ago found some difficulty in crediting this, and set it down as one of the fallacies of laziness. Now their notions are regarded as superstitious, .and anyone that feels in clined to sleep aft^ a heavy meal is com mitting a crime against his digestion by not indulging his somnolency. ?, The theory that these iconoclasts advance ii that when a person has taken a specially heavy lunch or dinner, the stomach de mands a special influx of blood where with to accomplish its work of digestion. No organ can more easily comply with that demand than the brain, which, when in full activity, is suffused with a maxi mum amount of the vital fluid. But a derivation of blood from the brain to the stomach can_ only take place, except in very full-blooded and vigorous per sons, on the condition that the cerebral functions be meanwhile partially or wholly suspended. Hence many people after dinner feel indisposed for mental action, and not a few long for sleep. The already partially agamic braih would fain yield up to the stomach a still further supply of blood and yield itself to re freshing sleep. Doing so it gains new strength, meanwhile digestion proceeds energetically, and . soon body and mind •are. again;equipp^ to continue in full force the battle of life. It is a theory that will find many adherents and many converts, and the restless, energetic housekeepers, who seem to solve the problem of perpetual motion, should take a place in the fore most ranks. Dyspeptics will find this a very pleasant medicine, and if there are some who still think it an indolent practice all we can hope for is their re formation . — BrooTclyn Citizen. Cosmopolitan New .York. The city is becoming more and more cosmopolitan every year, and, . singularly enough, our varied nationalities are dis posed to colonize. In certain portions the French residents have their peculiar quarter; the east side is veiy largely given up to Germans; and Hebrews have taken ] 30 s session of Madison avenue and many of the streets that cross from it to Fifth avenue on the one side and over toward Fourth, Lexington and Third avenues on the other .—Neio Yovle Freeu
