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THE JOURNAL HAS FACILITIES FOR FINE JOB PRINTING C«ll or.Write for Prices. THE J^OURNAL- ^ , THE.... ■; ^FAVOBI t E f»APER ‘ -wlUjre«d*ts iB«:iayM!llMrs ? DEVOTED TO THE TRUE INTERESTS OF THE PEOPLE OF SENECA COUNTY. VOLUME 15. SENECA FALLS, N.Y., WEDNESDAY, DECEMBER [6,1899. ^ r j<e| SepeeaQD.Jourpal PUBLISHED EVERT WEDNESDAY BY THE JOURNAL PUBLISHING CO. (LIMITED) PARTRIDGE BLOCK, SENECA FALLS, N. Y. T E R M S : Iloonty Subscribers, $1.50 when paid In advance; Subscribers outside the county, $2.00 per year, postage prepaid; Subscription for six months, $1.00 in advance. RA T E S O F A P v E R T l S I N C ; Js|jpii.!?S and like notices. filJS lN E S S CARJOS. OSSIAN n. CONQDON, A TTORNET AND COUNSELOR AT Lodi, Seneca County, N. Y. ERNEST G. GOULD, ^^TTORNEY AND COUNSELOR.^ ^ o m i WILLIAM H. HARPST, A^-iaa^\F-tionT»-^e^^^^^ Seneca Fulls, N. T . _ SHELDRAKE HOUSE. A. GOODMAN, Prop. Sheldrake, Seneca Co., N. T KELLOGG’S LIVERY. C. B. HOWE, M, D. MAYNARD E. WILLIAMS, NEWYORK ( e ^ t r a k v . - ^ & HUDSON RIVER R. R. THE FOUR-TRACK TRUNK LINE Eleven Magnificently Equipped FaBeenger Trains ’ \ ' ’ ‘Empire State between New York, 5 very center of the city. on and LeMih Valley System In EHect May 14th, i899. SENECA FALLS BRANCH. Arrive. Depart 7:55 A. M. S:00i. M. LEAVE GENEVA EASTWARD WESTWARD. 5:10 A. M. Daily for Kocbeater and Buffalo. D S ;.d ‘’4 ; . „ “ s k S S , CHAS. B. LEE, Gen. Pass. Agent, Phllnda., Pa. \■ 'IgeS ? S d ^ l^\ ’ P. MILLSPAUGH, District Passenger Agent I AGENTS W ANTED. , i S F j 117 W. Jefferson St., Syracuse, N. i. j Hartin O’Neill REAL ESTATE FIRE, LIFE & ACCIDENT INSUR ANCE AGENCY. O O N V E V A N O I N O Houses for Sate and to Rent. BENTS COLLECTED. SAMS OLD STAND, 89 PALL 8T . D. M c C arthy & s o n s , Syracuse, N. Y. Only Three Weeks to Christmas. T h r e e w e e k s w h i c h w ill b e s p e n t in p l a n n i n g and seeking and buying Christmas gifts. There is no better place than our store in which to do th e s e e k i n g a n d b u y i n g — a.s fo r th e p la n n i n g , w r i te fo r o n e o f o u r H o l i d a y C a ta lo g u e s ,, ‘Whispered Hints from Santa Clause.’’ and see what a help it will prove. I f y o u p r e f e r to S H O P B Y M A I L , y o u r o r d e r s w ill re c e iv e p r o m p t a n d c a r e f u l a t t e n t i o n , all p u r c h a s e s o f $S o r m o r e b e i n g d e liv e r e d fre e w ith in lOO m ile s o f S y r a c u s e . We are agents for the ‘New Idea” Patterns »J»-LAmES'SmRTWAISl', Sizes 32, 34. .36,38, 40. 43. Cutting and fitting is easy with “ New Idea Patterns.” A n y Pattern and A n y Size, on ly lo Cents. Subscribe for “New Ideas for Womans Wear,”' a Magazine issued monthly. Price 5c per copy, 25c per year. S T O ' W E I L . I L j ^ S ENTER ANY TIME. Full Particulars upon request. Rochester. N. Y. T . B . B K I R D Vacation days are fast drawing to a close. Shorter days remind us that winter will soon be here. We have anticipated your wants and are now receiving the many choice things the markets afford, New Fall Dress Goods, \7o“ t:nr:;vea»s New Fall Silks, Taffetas, Duchesse, Peau Du Soie, Bengalines, Satins, etc New Outing Flannels, from 5 cents per yard up. Choice Styles. BLANKETS AND COMFORTABLES, Lowest Prices and Largest Assortment. Knit underwear. fresh from the mills, more than 200 doz. for men, women and children The largest assortment of desirable goodls at the lowest prices can always be found at the store of rr. B _ The Best Advertising Medium is the Journal. Try it and he convinced. “TRY, TRY AGAIN.” ' Earth’s secret of success.. Who grasps thc« thought doth OTin To prayer that doth full answer win; To character perfecting; Hi, d Housekeeping. ANOTHER MAN IN T M HOUSE. He Was Mistaken F o r a Lover, but j Confessed That He \Was a Burglar. i > a practiced ear at the keyhole. There was a faint sound of hreathing, so faint that Donaghue pressed his rough ear still closer to the brassy aperture In the door and listened even more in- very peculiarity), but tliere was no one in the house to see those glistening eyes save tlie servants, fast asleep two stories above, and the occupants of this one room. He had watched that ise three preceding days and nights. upied by f was occupi bouse three preced He knew that it young man and bis wife — evidently newly married and beyond doubt rich. He knew that the servants were a cook, two maids and a butler, and he had almost worked out in his mind' just wliere the pretty wife placed her jewelry when she vrent to bed in the second floor room and just what means the husband took to secure bis proba bly ■well filled purse. YVlien one is In the habit of making social calls .of the description that Don- aghite was making, it is much better to find husbands away from home, the servants and occupants of the house all asleep and the policeman on the beat quite out of bearing. notorii trance served if possible not ids Cl if possible and, departing, card nor anything else that 30 and at the same time p( are. On the contrary, he was of medi um height, spare, slouchy and had a general appearance that w'as anything but prepossessing. He was not a mem ber of polite society. “Dead easy,” said Donagbue to him self. “A young married couple, as I thought, and husband’s away on the loose. She’s calling his name in her sleep. But I needn’t expect him until morning, and when he does come home he’ll probably be drunk. That’s tvhat I call dead easy.” He turned the knob of the door and opened it the fraction of an inch. His small eyes glistened in the dark as lie found that tlie door was not locked, and that in all probability it would not squeak. Slowly and with infinite care he opened the door and entered the room. Four feet from him, as lie stood al most breathless, with his hand still Clasping the knob of tlie door, lay the sleeping form of a woman'. A flood of moonlight from the window fell upon her and molted the pink of her cheek, the cream of her throat, the lace of the nightdress and the white sheet that wrapped her into one semigolden hue. The undulation caused by her breath ing made her look like a drooping lily after this?” Calmly the woman raised herself to her feet and, looking at the man, said In a forced whisper: “What do you mean?” “What do I mean? You know what inswered the man. “] at last—perhaps not : But I have found it floor. He began to gather a crude idea of what it was all about. He had hand some experiences with Maggie. He had been jealous himself once. He raised himself a little Iiiglier and peered over the sill of the window. The woman was not moaning now, but in a dead faint, and, with her face as white as the sheet that had covered her in the room above, she lay motion less at the feet of the man who accused The man stood over Iier with burning cheeks and clinched Lands. “And the cur ran away from you? He didn’t even stay to fight me like a man! He’s a coward. I knew it when we met him in Baden. He’s a villain. I knew it when he followed us to Lon don. He can take you now. I don’t want you. And some day he’ll run away from you, poor, beautiful, mis erable fool, just as he has run away There was considerable liuman na ture in Donagbue, even thougli he did make his living in a peculiar way. This was a little more than he could Stand. He jumped up and leaped back through the window. “Look here!” lie shouted, and then wps suddenly silent, for a pair of strong hands were clasped about his throat, and the heavy weij le name “Paul—Paul” at intervals, and he had a vague “what a beauty!” faintly mutter the intervals, and 1 ousness of a Certain disrespect ,ul, whoever he might be. A i must be a brute to leave such a wom an alone at night. He lingered but a moment, though. Beauty was a thing of little value to Donagbue. His own Maggie was hardly cursed with the fatal gift of beauty, and she was quite as jealous ns other wives. He stepped softly and quickly to the dressing case at the other end of the room. He pick ed up a perfumed lace liandkcrchief and threw it away impatiently, al though In, his more youtliful days a lace handkerchief he ■would have con sidered a prize of no mean value. Be low it he found what he wanted and expected—a locket and cliain, a jewel ed watch, a heavy bracelet, a pin and what seemed to him a handful of rings. He held them all up in the moon light and noticed how they sparkled in his trembling hand, and he smiled with delight. He turned and looked at her. Ho felt like adding a stolen kiss to tlie other jewels he had taken. He almost laughed aloud at the thought of such a man as he kissing such a peerless beauty as the woman who lay on the bed before him. And he was just about to depart as peacefully as a clal caller wlien suddenly he heard belo-w. caller when suddenly he heard the iming of the front door In the hall getting that he was probably a young man, “and I’m caught. Caught—bur glary—ten years at the least. I’ll kill him. But I’ll be caught whether I kill him or not, and”—self upbralding- ly—“I could have got away easily lOUgh if I hadn’t stopped to look .gain he stepped quickly to the door and listened. He heard fobtsteps in the hall beneath. The man had step ped into the back parlor, or library, whichever it was. Perhaps the man had been out on business and would stop there for a minute or two at his desk. Perhaps there was, after all, a chance for escape. He was cool and careful. He dropped the jewels on the bed. It would not do to be < ! same time heard shuflle of feet in the room below. led at the top of The door squeaked this time, and the young wife started in her sleep, awoke and half rose in her bed. Donagbue at the sam the shuflle of feet in He paused and listenc the stairs. Even though the man had heard the door squeak, he Lad not left the back Donagbue tripped down the stairs as softly as a cat. He had been In a tight fix before, and he was never cleverer than when he knew that he 13 in danj was a fur rug at the foot of the stairs. The floor beueath slipped and fell, and in spite of himself he uttered an exclamation thatwas pro fane enough to be unmistg-kably mas culine. He heard the man rush from the library, and how it all happened he hardly knew, but some way or other he managed to dash into the dark par lor, to throw open the window and He expected to fall at least eight or ten feet. He did not fall two. He had jumped out ou a porch, evidently,\ for he could see the railing in the moon light. There was one tiling to do—to hide directly beneath,the window in the shadow and wait. He knew his pursuer would he there in a moment. He knew there would be a hue and cry. still, there -was a chance. True enough, the man came to the window; but, to the infinite surprise of Donaghue, he made no outcry. He heard the man utter a half articulate “Heaven! has it come to this?” He heard liini walk a few steps and strike a match. He saw the light of the gas jets from the -window, .and then he knew that he was safe, and he cursed himself for a fool for leaving the jewels behind. He heard a woman’s s room. The man at the wini “You, such a being as you, ray wife’s lover!” roared the man. “No!” screamed Donagbue, making a le liimself swered Donaghiu The man released him, still keeping him within arms’ reach in the corner of the room. Doui tenderly. id the u ell you,’ maghue felt liis throat “Well?” said the man peremptorily. “I’m the man that was in the house,” said Donaghue sullenly. “What do you moan? Why were you here?” asked the man. “W ell,” answ e red Donaghue, regain ing some of his customary bravado, “I w a n ted to add some of your jew e lry to my collection. See? If you don’t believe me, you’ll find it w h e re I th r e w It aw a y , up In your w ife’s The man turned and dropped to his knees by the side of the prostrate Woman. He put bis ear to her heart, and when he raised his head again Donaghue saw that there were tears in his eyes. “Thank God, she has only fainted,” said the man. “Bring me some water from the library.” Donaghue brought the water in a solid silver pitcher that made him sigh with a vain wish that he had got away with it and the jewels above. “She will be all right in a moment,” said the man, “and you may go.” “Thanks,” said Donaghue nonchal antly, going toward the window. “Perhaps it Is I who ought to thank you,”-said the man, “for, after all, you liave proved that my wife is true to “Don’t mention it,” answered Doria- ghue, as he disappeared—“at least not >0 the police.”-Chicago Herald. The Fate of Admiral Byng:. Admiral John Byng was the fourth son of the Earl of Torrington and serv ed in the British navy, rising to be admiral of the red in 1748, when he was 44 years old. In 175G be was sent With a badly equipped fleet to relieve Minorca, threatened by the French. He reached Minorca after the French had got there. His second in com- id, Rear Admiral West, drove tliem \ ~ ships out of he sailed to back, while Byng kept his i action. In a day or two 1 Gibraltar, leaving Minorca to its fate. He was tried for treachery and cow ardice, but acquitted. The court mar tial convicted him of not having done his best to relieve the island, and un der the application of article 12 of the British naval code of those days he was condemned to be shot. The min isters took him as a scapegoat, and ho shot on the quarter deck of his mouthh flagship, the Monarque, in Ports- : harbor on March 14, 1 Text Tliat Caaslit. iwing extraordinary coinci rred at Tlnwald recently: f icher, who has lately mar led, was planned to take the morning ervlce, but, by a misreading of the Ian, he mistook his appointment foi’ A Text Tliat The following extraordinary dence oeeurri \ young preacher, who has lately ried, was planned to ' an evening one. Consequently the con gregation gathered on the Sunday morning waited in vain for bis appear- e. Thereupon one of the office bi gregatlon gathi waited sreupon ers of the church present undertook the service. Totally unaware that the absent preacher had recently married, not come.”—New Zealand Herald. Tlie BTi 8 lnc 88 For Him. Little Charles — Sister told mamma yesterday you was born to be a poli- Mr. Skimpley—A poll der why she thinks so. Little Charles—She says you can do so much talkin without eommittin yourself.—Ohloago Times-Herald. A S T I C K W I T H A S T O R Y . The Odd Office 'Wlilch It Performed In a Gamhlliig Den. “There’s an odd little story connect- :ory cor ed with this old cane,” said a New Orleans sporting man the other day. “You will observe how heavy it is and how the ferrule comes down to a sharp mblin; lugs by meutlonlug the exact location, but it was a saying that you might as well slide your money under the door and walk oil'. It saved time. “This old fellow I’m speaking of never operated any of th e games, but was apparently a mere spectator. His business was to dispose of what were known technically as ‘knockers.’ A knocker was anybody who attempted to put a victim ou his guard, usually a well meaning but officious friend. For 3, a visitor would be playing at games and his friend, look- mid smell a rat. As a rule he would feel it his duty to say some thing, and such suggestions were nat urally resented by the house. “When the old man would see a knocker about to knock he would hobble up, leaning heavily and plaut the fen iquarel; a prod would cause the vletii jiating agony, and ho would in lose all interest bile he was groaning the old fellow w whelm him with apologies ntmplo, a le of the .•rule, as if by acci dent, squarely on the offender’s foot. excruci mediately lose all inter in exposing fraud. While he was writhing and would over- 3S and insist sing his of securing. Its original owner has been dead these many years, and I keep it as a curiosity.”—^New Orleans Times-Domocrat. AN E F F E C T I V E S E R M O N . ;utly told the following story of old Peter Cartwright, the famous preacher rider of iminent Methodist churchman told the following s irtwright, the famou and circuit rider of many years ago: The exhorter was holding a camp meeting in Ohio. There was a great number of campers on the field, and the eccentric speaker addressed vast concourses at every service, but he thought too few were being converted. He felt that something sliould be done to stir the sinners to repentance, so lared a strong sermon on coming of Christ. He told I the world would go ou in its sin wickedness, and at last Gabriel would sound his trumpet and time would ond coming come to an end. He described the horrors of the lost and the joys of those who were saved. The serr grew in intensity, and he brought people up to a grand climax when sud denly the sound of a trumpet smote tlie ears of the anxious throng. There was a great sensation, and many fell upon their knees in terror and began to repent and pray. Women screamed and strong men groaned; pandemonium was let loose for a few minutes. After the terror had some what ceased the preacher called to a man up a tree and he descended with a long tin horn in his hand. The speaker then turned in fierce wrath and upbraided the people. He cried out in stentorian tones that if a man with a tin horn up a tree could frighten them so, how would it be in the last great end when Gabriel’s trumpet sounded the knell of the world. The sermon had a great effect upon the vast audience, and many hundreds flocked to the front and were converted.—New York Tribune. Tli'e KalUir’ii Wives. of cattle bo may be able to acquire. He works for a couple of years until be can get 11 oxen or cows. Then ho hies himself to the Zululaud on the to other countries controlled by buys himself a wife. Ten cows is the price of a wife. The eleventh is killed for the wedding feast. The Kaffir remains a few mouths witli his wife, then off to the mines he goes to earn the price of an- When he possesses half a dozen wives, the Kaffir’s menial toil is over, and he becomes a gentleman. His wives plant the mealy (corn) and look after what cattle their lord and master owns. With a kraal full of daughters the Kaffir must become a rich and im portant pei-son. ness over the morals of the Kaffirs. If one is found guilty of dishonesty, he is fined so many oxen. The Kaffir is said to be better in ighter of a chief costs 25 cows and tlie daughter of a king CO, noo mattertter how old or ugly. The chiefs are severely strict in their watchful- n ma how 1 original state Mortgage. ■ory illustrates the resources of a Nebraska farm: A farmer got discouraged because he didn’t get rich the first year and, as there was a mortgage of $700 on his farm, was about ready to jump the whole business, but determined to make one more effort and sowed SO acres in wheat. It happened to be a poor year for wheat and the stand was not very good. Concluding that it wasn’t worth harvesting he pulled up his stakes and moseyed back to Mis souri, leaving the farm to fight the mortgage all by itself. The farm was equal to the occasion. The wheat ripened, fell down and de posited the seed in the soli again. Next spring the wheat began to grow lustily. Some of the neighbors were honest it down to d he got ii ick and ta enough to pay off the mortgage and the rest of his debts and had a tidy little surplus over, with which he moved his family back and now declares there is no state like Nebraska.—^Lincoln (Neb.) Journal. Not Disputing It, “Anybody who knows enough,\ said Mr. Splffins, “can learn something from anybody else, however ignorant the latter may be.” “That Is true,” assented Mrs. Splffins cheerfully. “Now, I can occasionally learn something from you.”—Pittsburg Chronicle-Telegraph. Unfatbomable Mystery, lat Is the greatest mystery of “It is why a hat that looked styllsl last year doesn’t look stylish thli year.\—Chicago Keoord. AFEICAN CANNIBALS. HORRIBLE PRACTICES OF THE MAN EATERS OF THE KONGO. The ■Victims Led From Place ta Place, So That Prospective Par- chasers May Mark Portions The; Desire 'When the Killlag Occars. Of the numerous instances that might be recorded in illustration of the organ ized traffic in human beings which exists, reference may be made to the conditions which hold in the district through which the Lulungu river pass es. This river, which constitutes a con siderable affluent of the ties into the latter river, bank, at a point some 800 miles from tlie Atlantic coast. Within a short dis- tance of the coufluence is to be found a series of strongly fortified villages, representing the headquarters of the Ngombi, wherein numbers of slaves are Imprisoned pending the periodical visits of traders from the Ubangi countrs’, which is situated ou the opposite side of the Kongo. A visit to one of these slave depots at the mouth of the Lulungu river re veals a condition of savagery and suf fering beyond all oi’dinary powers of description. At the period to which these remarks bear reference, it was no uncommon experience to witness at one timetime upwardward off a of both sexes and of irence, it was up o a hundred captive \ all ages, includli ly forlorn humanity, with eyes down cast in a stony stare, with bodies at tenuated by starvation, and with skin of that dull gray hue which among colored races is always indicative of •sieal distress. cases when a suspicion existed of an individual captive’s intention or ability escape, such unfortunate L-eature was doomed to lie hobbled with one foot forced through a hole cut in the section of a log, while a spearhead was driven into the wood close beside the limb, rendering it im possible to move except at the ex pense of laceration. Other means to insure the prisoner’s safe custody con sisted in binding both bands above the head to the king post of a hunt, or in binding the arms and plaiting the hair into a braid, which was made fast to a branch overhead. At intervals' these villages were visit ed by the Ubangi, who came in large dugout war canoes, and the process of barter commenced, elephant tusks being the medium of currency used them as many of the had been transferi-ed to their posses sion in the tedious process of bargain- most cases, sub jected to many further ordeals, being exchanged into other hands, until eventually, after having been deliber ately fattened,aned, theyhey mot t t their bodies er Kongoong( tliat the flavor of human the water for per K flesh is improved by submerging the ;pective victim up to the neck in two or three days pre- arifice. Indeed, upon two ions it was my privilege creatures who vlous to the sacri separate oecasioi to release several poor creal in the river. In certain native market places, not- 11 younj ;r value ably in the vicinity of the Ubangi, it Is an ordinary occurrence for captives to be exposed for sale, in most cases with the sinister fate in view of being killed and eaten. Proportionately, a greater number of men than women fall victims to cannibalism, the reason being that women who are still are esteemed as being of greater by reason of tlieir utility in growing and cooking food. This rule does not, however, hold good throughout, for in the vicinity of the Aruimi river our ob servations revealed a contrary oi’der of custom. Probably the most inhuman practice of all is to he met with among the tribes who deliberately hawk the tim piecemeal ■while still alive. Inci as it may appear,ear, the fact remains lemeal ■while still alive. Incredi- may app t justified by an only too abundant lof. Captives are led from n place to in order that individuals may J upon the body, the por tion they desire to acquire. The dis tinguishing marks are generally made by moans of colored clay or strips of ;s tied in a particular fashion, le astound tim, who thu.s for his limbs, is only equi callousness with which he walks for- displayed it can only be assumed that death is robbed of all terror, life under conditions of slavery offering so little attraction.—Herbert Ward in Cassell’s Magazine. witnesses the bargaining . is only equaled by the a tarpe rere playing a large tarpon e up and bit a half moon J. Morris and Loren Hill relate culiar experience with a tarpon and an immense shark near Punta Gorda. While they a shark came weighing about ten pounds out of the tarpon’s belly. This killed the tarpon, but before it could be gaffed and pull ed in the shark took out another half moon a size larger. As they were hauling the tarpon aboard the shark bit Off the tail, equaling one-third the length and about one-fourth the weight of the fish. The part that was left over weighed 1C4 pounds. They bea shark over the head witli the beat the The fish would have been a record breaker and would have weighed about 220 pounds. The scales were preserv ed and measured 3% by 4’/^ inches. Hindoo Confectionery* Like the American girls, Hindoo girls are passionately fond of sweet things. One of their candies, sadu, is like our plain ugar candy, sugar and milk and fla ir of roses. Buddhika- very much liki It is made of vored with attar of roses. Buddhika- >al, or hair of Buddha, is one of their most popular sweetmeats. It is so called because it is in fine, long strings like vermicelli. This is made of sugar and cream from buffalo’s milk, which 1.S e xceedingly rich. The women pass most of their time eating candy and gossiping.—Baltim o re News. Her Own Prescription. Dr. Young—My dear, your throat de mands better protection from the drafts of the opera house. Mrs. Young—Yes, darling; I ought to have a three rope pearl necklace for such occasions.—Jewelers’ Weekly. Among the Vosges peasants children bom at the new moon are supposed to have better, hung tongues than others and those born at the last quarter to have, keener reasoning powers. A BULK fierce red mustache walkeff ihta one of the banks the other day ailnounc- ed that he -vyanted to open Sin account He was directed to the proper official ■ ‘n belt e ' nature book toward tte depositor f then the o When, a SeCOuu muei, nc n id, the man with the red n signature. Just then the official’s attention was attractedacted in ano'therno'th( dl- he turn- attr in a reetion. When, a second later, ed aroum )olIy walking toi door -witli the book, which contained the signatures of all the depositors in :ed under his arm. it cashier yelled; “Hold on, there!” But tho Teuton pursued his even course toward the street. The official rushed from behind his counter and caught the new depositor just as he reached the door. “What ai’o you doing with that book?” demanded the bank official an grily, laying hold of the precious vol- sig- called to deposit $300. e assistant cashier pui nature book toward her, after reeei ing the deposit. “Sign your name there,” said the offl-' clal, indicating the proper place. The woman took up the pen i nade a show of writing, but the si the woman handed hack the pen, say- riglit, blit for some reasor can’t do it r The bank official directed her to make an “X” in the book.—Chicago Journal. T W O M E A N T O W N S . The Stories That the Traveling Men Told About Them. house, “is down in Massachusetts. Say, do you Iniow what happened while I was stopping there once? A man had fallen tliroiigh a hole in a sidewalk and snstaiuod injuries that resulted in the loss of Ills riglit arm. He sued the el ma.gos, before a jury, which, the papers said, losetl of represeutativeresei citi- for dama.gos, and the iVhich, 1 composed of rep zens. Well, what do you suppose they did to him? Brought in a verdict iu favor of tlie city, holding that inas much .as ho was left h.aiided his injury didn’t amount to anything.” “Yes,” tlie cigar man said, “that’s a pretty mean town, I admit, but I know of a worse one. Tliis place is in Pe.uu- intance of mine down there in pretty much tlic same way the man you mentioned got hurt. He fell on a bad sidewalk and lost one of bis legs. Ho sued tho city, aud didn’t got any thing. I never hoard just wliy, but ibablyahly becauseause the jurorsrors didn’t bo- proh bec the ju lieve lie needed more than one leg in tiiatiiat he was a bar- his business, seeing t 1 ber and couldn’t hone a razor or shave a man witli liis foot anyway. Bui wait, 1 haven’t come to the point at whicli the real inoanuess developed. Being a poor man, he couldn’t afford to buy a cork leg, so lie had to get along with a wooden peg, and one day while he was crossing the principal .street this peg ill some way got wedged be tween .a couple of paving stones right .arly an hour to get hi loose, and what do you snppo.se iiap- penod tlien? Blamed if tliey didn’t go and fine him .$10 aud costs for obstruct ing traffic!”—Chicago Times-Herald. ly appeared iu an Englisli paper: A priv-itc gonllpman, agod 4n, ot cduo.-ilion, we.iUli and more than average good looks, wishes to niPf't a lady of good private means, with a view to matrimony. Out of curiosity a lady answered it and received the following reply: Jifadam—I am higlily honored by your most amiable letter and shall be delighted to make your acquaintance. You have all the qualities I seek in a wife, but unfortunately I am too busy to arrange a meeting at present. Meantime I tan add materially lo your fortune by my system of investment, of which 1 inclose particulars. If you will send me £100 by return of post, I will guarantee to return you .£230 within a month. I willvili bring the money in person. hrinff tl The lad ■wiry n. Cemetery Fence? It was a Maine graveyard, and the fence thereof was in a most disreputa ble condition. Some of tlio neighbors were trying to start a movement to put a new fence around the cemetery, and it was meet ing witli general approval till the caus tic wit of Darius Howard wiis aroused. “Wliat for?” lie inquired. “What’s the need of fencing the graveyard? There ain’t no one inside tliat wants to' come out, and I’m darn sure there ain’t any one outside that wants to get in. So what’s the need of the fence?” And tlie fence w-as not built till folk had ceased to cliuckle over the thrust of Darius.—^Dewiston Journal. ■Wlierein Tliey HifferedU Dr. Em ily Blackwell, one of the pio neers of her sex In medicine, heard a young pliy.sician deliver a fierce dia tribe against opening the doors of the 0 women. W h en he ceas- 3, she asked: “Will you please tell me one reason they should not practice medi- Btrength.” tainly, madam. They haven’t the ' !, the brawn, the physical sir. Your conception of a Sickroom is a slaughter house. Mine is not.”—San Francisco Argonaut. Dogra and Men. The puppy, as such, thinks every one is his friend. As he grows up he curbs his enthusiasm. When an old dog with gray jowls, he only glares at people who call to him. Human beings have many canine traits. Including four teeth of the sort used by man’s best friend.—New York World. Quick Is the succession of human events. The cares of today are seldom the cares of tomorrow, and when w e lie. down a t n ight we m a y say to m o st of our troubles, “Ye have done your worst, and we shall meet no more.” - roportlon of ' genius to the vul- milllon; but genius gar is like one to a Without tyranny, without pretension, with equity, the idges the weak v ar with humanity and equals with justice, is like 1 to lQ,fi00;000. lat judi
