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T 1!? PATIENT.
Tkey are ?t?cb tii.y feet I
They have gone huch a little way to meet
I'll* years which are required to break
Their steps to evenness, and make
There go
Vlore sure and slow.
k They are such littlo hands!
Jp 8e kind?things are so now, and life bat v" nd?
A atop beyond the doorway. All around
[ fCew day has found
4uch tempting things to shino upon; and jo
The hands are tempted oft, you know.
fhev are such fond, clear eyes,
That widen to surprise
At every turn! They are so often he!d
ro sun or showers?showers soon dispelled
3y looking in our fivce.
\ove asks, for such, much grace.
They are such fair, frail gifts!
Uncertain as the rifts
Of light that li" along the sky?
They may not lie hero by and by.
crivo th.-m i.ot love, but more, above
dad harder?patience with the love.
f
OUR LIFE
Onr life is like the April weather.
When stonn and sunshine come together,
? And one begins ere t'other's euded;
Anon we hear tempest rending,
And see the pall-like clouds descending,
When through their rifts the sunlight stream.
ing
Reveals the "bow of promise" gleaming.
' The lightning cleaving oaks asunder,
And peal on peal the roaring thundor,
And snow and hail and wintry weather
T- 1
1U vuuiuoivu onw-|/ ,
One moment tells of winter's freezes;
The next of summer's balmy breves;
And thus, 1 say, like April weather,
We laugh and weep, and both together.
Discordant notes (and yet agreeing)
Hake up our sum of earthly being.
And hence, when this April now Is sending
Storm and sunshine, all contending,
r We laugh at all, bocauso of knowing
The flowers of May will soon bo blowing.
Our passions, seeming disagreeing,
Are but the storms of earthly being
That prophesy of breezes vernal
Within the May of life eternal."
Lost Lina;
-OR,l
l BITTER AND THE SWEET. |
ft A Tale of Two Continents.
*
BT MRS. NINA LAWSON.
r
CHAPTER L
It was a lovely spring morning; the
'4 #un shone clear and bright over the
\ aweet scented hills and valleys of a
( pretty green rolling portion of Union
f County, Illinois.
The low tinkle of the cow-bell and
ihe gentle bleating of the lambs in the
Jorest could be heard, while in the
waters of the valley creek could be
seen the tiny fish swimming about in
.and out of their many little hiding
.places.
"LinalLina! Where in the name of
' common sense are you going now ?"
The voice rang loud and clear through
the air to stop the flight of a little girlish
figure, clad in a short, neat, pink
i calico dress, with her long, pale-gold
silken curls .bobbing up and down as
ehe lightly tripped over the gravel
walk to the front gate of Farmer Rice's !
neat little country liome.
"Yes, Auntie June, here I am. "What
ts it you want ?"
"You are a good-for-nothing, lazy \
.girl, Lina, and you know well enough
what I want, f think you might try
^nd be a little useful while you are
aere in the short vacation. You know
you haven't done one single thing this
a morning, and here I have been a fussin'
* ind a fumin' over this old dress of yours
Zor the last hour, and I have been a !
Zussin' and a fumin" for the last fourteen
Dr fifteen years to make a lady of you
-and get something decent for you to
wear; but, gracious on me, you are not
worth the salt that I put in your bread
that I have to make with my own
hands. And your poor Uncle Cristo
has to work day and night to get the
-means to keep you on."
"But, Auntie "
"Yes. yes, but just stop right there, I
now; for 111 hear none o' your excuses :
t at all. You might just as well go out j
in the fields and talk to an old stump i
as to me, for it'll do just as much good, j
v?i i ? ? ?
JL u Ll. JCLxiV ?> juu ttio ? xaz/jr |
nothing, and always layin' round in some !
corner, or off in the woods someplace :
with an old book in your hands, or ;
-ftgatherin' some of those nasty old i
weeds! What did I send you off to j
bhat old convent school at Cairo for, if i
I did not expect you to be of some lit- :
tie help to me some of these days ?"
"Autie, auntie, please listen, Just one j
moment, only to me. You know I love j
-you as much as you could wish, and j
that it is my only will to obey and please '
yon. I vas not aware that I was doing
wrong when I started out, or, most assuredly,
I should not have gone. You
know that I go to the grove for flowers
every morning, ai d was not aware that
C had forgotten anything."
"Oh! fiddle-sticks. Your memory is
fainter thap a cat's; there, I told you,
-not more than thirty minutes ago, to
hunt up the eggs.
"Your uncle was going to town, and I
^-thought that you might find a dozen or
and Cristo might get some sugar for
K^^the tea: but. no. there vou- were, a !
jumpin' along over the woods, like the
regular tom-boy that you are, a gathering
them old weeds to make some dirt,
in the place of your bein' here when you
was needed."
Lina, in her maiden rustic beauty, so
pure, so lovely, and all guiltless aa an
rangel, stood there with the violets and
dog-wood blossoms in her white, delioate.
plump little hands, looking pensive,
a perfect picture of sorrow and
remorse. She stood there by the old
east window, looking at her, with her
large, beautiful, expressive blue eyes,
so rich, so dark, they were almost the
-s^ior of the violets in her hands: the
?iarK Drows, ana long, aarK iasn*?s omy
added a deeper hue of beauty aod richness
to those great, peerless orbs.
Yet the face, plump, round, and
youthful, was as white as the dogwood
blossoms in her liands, while her cheeks
f were like the wild roses of the woods.
This lovelv little face was surrounded
by ringlets of ]>ale gold silken hair, I
while the long, heavy curls flowed over |
her shoulders down to her waist.
Lina, like all other girls, did not
enjoy those little private lectures, and,
thinking that perhaps her aunt had one
of her ''bad spells," as she called it,
lidn't eauine the conversation, but, I
gathering up the flowers carefully, as if
they had been her rarest jewels set
with diamonds, and as if with the
elightest jar the diamonds would fall
from their settings and be lost forever.
The flowers were placed in some neat
little vases and set upon the mantel in
[the sitting-room. While this little butterfly
was busy in arranging and dusting
the rooms, her bright mind was
busy. also. She was wandering from
fier" present surroundings and wonder
ing whether this would always be her
home and where her parents' early
home was and how her mauima had
looked. And, too, whether all she had
read in books was true or not. As *be
many strange thoughts crowded her
mind she was flitting from one piooe of
furniture to the other, and by the quick
motions of the large, heavy duster the
dust was again set in motion, only to
settle in the very same place. A merry i
little song rang through the airy country
home, while little Lina's miiul was
building brisrlit castles for the future,
little dreamiug of the great change thaf
day would make in her life. Oh peerless
future, bliss or sorrow, far better
remain in the distance than to disturb
this happy, innocent little beauty before
you.
Had little Lina know aught of tlii>
wicked world, and had she not been
Ignorant of its many pitfalls, or the
groat danger that was so near, and that
would sadden her whole life, tears oJ
sorrow and not joy would have trickled
down her delicate pink cheek.
wLina!"
"Yes, auntie "
"Come here." And immediately
Lina emerged from the little oldfashioned
sittihg-room, with a book
and duster in hand, while her face was
flushed slightly with exercise, and a
quiet little smile played about hex
dimpled little roseflud mouth. The
lAAfni?A 1*r?rl on f i rol T7 fnrnrnffian.
Itvvmt iit*V4 WVM VUK?1\-1J .w.QV v?w ?.
"Well, here I am, auntie; -what is it
you want?"
"I tell you, Lina, you must go tliia
very minute and gather every egg on
this farm; and then you must go down
to the cellar and get that little roll of
butter that's down there and take them
to market this very blessed afternoon.
No, you must go now, quick; make
haste, for, don't you see, I haint nigh
enough calico for this dress. Run
along now, quick. My, but it does tako
lots o' my poor old man's money to
dress you and get all your fine trumpery.
"
"Well, auntie, I am perfectly willing
to wear my old dresses, or, as far
as that is concerned, I am willing, and
would bo glad, if it will help you any,
to go to Jonesborough, where Anna
used to get work of some kind to do,
ana in tnai way 1 eouiu uuy my own
clothes, and then you would not have
to use poor uncle's money."
"Ha! Hum! Yes, you area pritty
picture to be a-talkin' about sich things;
what could sich a child, a baby, as you
do ? You know nothing; not even a
Johnny-cake or a biscuit could you
make; what could you do ? Hum, fiddlesticks
! you know nothing, and are
good for nothing but to hunt the eggs
and tote them off to town."
Poor little Lina was convinced by
this time that her aunt did have one of
her "bad spells" this morning. Her
temper was crossed, simply because her
wish had been that morning, and she,
like all other women, will take their
spite out on the first object that conies
within their reach, and poor little Lina
happened to bo th? unfortunate one.
Mrs. Kice was generally affectionate
ana Kina, 0115 sua waureu 10 go io w? u i
that morning, but her husband insisted
that she should remain at home,
and that he'tfas going himself.
"June, there is a little business I
must BO? about this mornin', and I
know you h-'iin't no business up thero
to-day."
"I have, Cri?s Rice; and I guess you
don't know tli about my business.
Jist as sure as the sun shines, if you
go up thero to-day, you will get in a
fuss. Ye.3, sir; I bet my last turkey on
it, too!"
"Turkey or no tnrltey, fnas or no
fuss, I am a-goin' to tovn this mornin';
and you might jist as well keep your
chatter-box still, old woman," and lie
lightly stepped from the large old log
kitchen with the air of a man who had
won a victory.
Lina was not aware of this little disrtw<l
nnf r\ a flio
t'CUiUUi, auu v.v_/uuvv ui; mu vuu
cause of her aunt's ill humor. She
stood there, looking at Aunt Jane's
dark smiling face, while a sad look
came into her lovely dark eyes, and
turning she left the kitchen humming
a melancholy little tune, in search oi
the eggs.
Little Lina Bice was a superior girl,
intellectual, and had no rival in beauty.
The brilliant mind, mild gentle temper,
and the unearthly loveliness that <
she possessed made her queen of all. j
No one, not even the roughest of man j
kind, could help loving her. Had her
natural musical ability been cultivated,
she -would have been the sweetest
singer the world had ever known.
Her kind uncle and aunt did all thev
could for her, and she highly appreciated
their kindness, in fact, they
could not have taken a greater interest
in lier, had tliey ueen ner own iatner
and mother.
Her parents wore dead, she had been
told; she had always b?.en called Lina
Rice; of course, she did fiot know but
that was her right name.
"Well, Auntie Jane, I was awfully
lucky; see, here are three dozen eggs."
There they were, carefully laid in
her large dish-apron.
"Yes, honey, I see. You are a nice
little girl after all. Now hurry and
put them in the bucket, but be careful
and don't break any."
"I will, auntie."
The eggs were carefully placed in .
the bucket, the lid put on, and in a few
minutes the pink dress and dish apron
had disappeared, and Lina now was clad
in white, looking like a fairy.
A little white straw hat, trimmed
with knots of blue ribbon and white
lace, was placed jauntily on one side of
that pretty head of golden curls, while
out from under the rim peeped two
large, bright, sparkling eyes.
She kissed her aunt good-bv, and
with one elastic bound she cleared the
" 1' l J
doorstep ana aisappearea aruimu tutr
corner of the house.
"Oh, auntie, I forgot! I intended to
ask you which way Uncle Cristo went.
Tell me, so I oan go the same way, and
perhaps I shall meet him on his way
back."
"Well, Lina, you are losing time, but
your uncle went by the road; neighbor
Jones was just going by, so lie jumped
in his wagon, and said ho was comin'
back by the path in the woods. Hun
along, now; you hain't done nothin'
this mornin', and now you have no time
to lose."
"All right; good-by!" And off she
went, sv.inging the bucket of eggs in
the air at such a rate that it was a wonder
that they were not scattered to the
four winds and broken to pieces.
The Rice farmhouse was situated on
a cross road, full half mile or more
from the main one that led to JonesDorough,
by turning to the left. If a
person went the path, down through
the woods, ^nd walked over the log
across the creek, he could cut off considerable
distance. This was the road
by which Farmer Rice intended to return
home, also the one by which Lina
intended to go to town.
Immediately after you orossed the
creek from the rice farm was a large,
dense thicket, but there had been for
rears * oath in this thicket, and littla
\
Lina bad often gone to town by it; frequently
she would not return until
dark, but never once did she feel
afraid.
There were numerous and immense
saakes and some other animals that
would frighten most girls, but our little
Lina was no coward.
Just as she entered the thicket she
was greeted by an immense black racer,
but she was prepared to defend herself.
"Forwarned, forarmcd," thought
she, and just before crossing the creek
she picked up a large club, which came
very handy.
; "Ah, ha! old fellow, you are a bad
omen, but I hope to conquer you, as
well as all otner obstacles, it there
shoxild be any."
So setting the bucket of eggs hastily
on the ground she let her immense
club fall heavily upon the head of the
snake several times; the force of the
blows soon caused the reptile to lay
still in death. Seeing no more danger,
she hastened on. Little Lina, innocent
of the trap that had been laid in that
path for her, went running and skipping
through this dangerous place, but
suddenly she heard a strange noise.
"Ha, hark!" As if to stop the motions
of the rustling leaves of the
Pushes and trees of the thicket.
"Hark! 1 bear " and lier heart
stood still, for it was a groan, seemingly
a death struggle of some man, and a
cry or
"Murder! murder! Lina! Lina! for
God's sakelielp me!"
Lina, pale as death, standing with
clasped hands gazing through the
thicket with those great orbs, so beautiful,
yet so wild with fright, that it
seemed as if they could penetrate the
very depths of the earth; yet she could
see nothing distinctly.
Then, taking a step forward as if to
dart in among the trees and bushes
to rescue the poor helpless victim, she
recognized the voice.
"I am coming, Uncle " The clear,
sweet, frightened tones were drowned
by a course, rough one.
"Ha! ha! old man, I say, the gal or
the money. Which is it ? Ha! there
she is now. I have her and she is
mine. Begone and die, you old miser!"
Then ho sprang forward with a fearful
leap and whoop toward her.
CHAPTER n.
The house on the old Rice farm was
part frame and part log. The front, or
what was called the new house, was
frame, while the old was built of logs.
The new house had four rooms in it;
three bedrooms and one room that
seemed to be in general use, for in fact
the library, reception and sitting-room,
saloon, drawing-room and parlor was
this one cozy little four-cornered chamber.
It was comfortably but cheaply furnished,
while on chilly days and evenings
a bright fire was always burning
in the little old-fashioned fireplace.
On the west side of this wonderful
room were two bed-rooms?the spare
room and Lina's; while on the east side
was Uncle Cristo's and Aunt June's.
Passing from the north side of this
wonderful room, through a heavy door,
you entered a short hallway, where
they kept the molasses, vinegar, etc.;
v-.Tvino nlil Inor Ififf'lien. TV'llifih
dUCU CVlUVO v*v? ? ? J
was also used as dining-room, and often
Auntie June would convert it into a
sewing-room, as she had done on this
day.
There she sat, in the middle of the
floor, with her sewing strewn over the
room, one piece on the table, one on
the floor, while another was lying on
the cold, polished stove. The larger
part of little Lina's new dress was
pinned to her aunt's knee, while she was
bending over it. slowly yet steadily
drawing the needle in and out. She sat
there, busy with hand and head, when
suddenly she sprang to her feet and
went to" the west door, putting hei
rough, brown hand up to her dark,
wrinkled forehead.
For some timo she stood there, peering
in the distance, in the hopes of seeing
the tall, slender form of her husband
coming down the lane.
"Hum! I ji.st wonder what's a keep
* ' ~ ' ?? - T 1
in' that Uristo man 01 mine, i ix-ckuii
lie moans to bo as good as his word anil
stay until ho gets reaily to come home;
he should be home long afore this!
''Fiddlesticks! I'll bet another turkey
that he's a stayin' for dinner at the old
tavern; well, let him stay, f^r all o'
me, for I can get. along without him.
Sure as the world's round, I will have a
dinner all by myself that will be.lit. for
a king and a hundred times better than
he can get up at that old tavern."
The irritated, uneasy woman stood
for some time in the doorway, and
then, with a nervous jerk, turned and
went to her sewing again; but in a few
minutes she was up once more and at
the door looking for her tardy husband.
[TO BE CONTINUED.]
i*. T. ?5arnun "elates than when
Mr. Gladstone visited his circus ht
said to him: " 'Mr. Gladstone, there is
one thing we Americans would all wisb
you to do, and there is no reason whj
you should not. I have done it at
eighty years of age; why caimot yon'
Make the trip across the Atlantio. D
wu U1U OU JUU W U U1U DCV IUU TT JUU1C7 V/
the United States ablaze with enthusiasm
; there is nothing the American?
would not do to show their appreciation.'
He just turned aud looked at
the stnge. 'What is that Eoman do
ing ?' he asked, and 1 saw at once it
| was no use flattering that man?he
could not take any flattery. Oh, he is
a truly great old man."
A Paris paper offered an eminent
Frenchman one thousand dollars for
his autobiography. He accepted this
offer, and after getting a check for the
amount, sent on his autobiography,
which was as follows: '"I was boVn at
Lyons in 1831), and sinco tlint time I
p.m recall nothing of any account, except
that I have not been killed in any
nf tlift nm-isincrs."
Amish weddings, to a certain extent,
rival Polish christening parties. Among
the pranks at ono of them a few days
ago, in upper Berks County, Pennsylvania,
was the throwing of the groom
over the fence, the placing of the best
man in a bakeoven, and some like
familiarities with the bride.
There is an admirable arrangement
for quickly and safely emptying the
house in use in the Tremont Theater,
Boston. By simply touching a button
in any one of the eight handy places in
the theater seventeen exits open, actuated
by electricity. j
VALLEY FORGE.
THK HISTORIC HEADQUARTERS
OF GENERAIj WASHINGTON.
A Hallowed Spot in Danger of Desecration?Tlit*
Gron nils antl Headquarters
Described?An Old
Mansion Restored.
In patriotic circles the announcement
that a large tract of land in Valley Forge
is to be sold, with the probability tha* a
brewery or distillery will be erected on
the spot, hallowed as few' places in the
Union are, has excited much attention,
and strenuous efforts are being made to
save the famous old ground.
This tract comprises the entire site occupied
by General George Washington
and the Continental Army during- th?
winter of 1777-8. It covers 100 acres ol
: beautiful land, broken up here and ther*
with abrupt wooded hills, and the whole
locality is rich in patriotic mementos
The property belongs to Mr. J. B. Car
THE IIEADQT'ARTERS.
ter, or rnther Mrs. Carter, the daughtei
Df Benjamin Mather, once President o!
the Senate of Pennsylvania. It has been
! in the family for close on to a century.
[u a circular Mr. Carter, who is a hard
! ware merchant in Philadelphia, an
' aounces the beauties of the lund which
he is about to sell.
This circular Mr. Carter has ad
iressed to every member of Congress and
the Senate and to every Governor and
1 prominent man in the United States.
[ Accompanying it is a map of the tract to
j be sold. Speaking of the circular, Mr.
Carter, whose patriotism is unquestioned,
said:
?#T t__A_ J- - J. Ti. 1_ i.1. - t 1.
"l nate ro part wuu uie property, uut
[ am compelled to do so, and the reason
why I got up these circulars was for the
purpose of quickening action on the part
>f CoDgress. I have received an offer
from a New York brewing concern which
Is desirous of utilizing the pure water and
the water power for their purposes. But
;o think that a brewery should be erected
on the property is exceedingly repugnant
:o me. I would much rather that the
property were cut up into buildiDg lots,
Dr that some magnificent hotel were built
there and the historic old ground kept as
i park in good repair for pleasure parties
ind sightseers. It is a crying shame that
'.he famous grounds should be lost to the
country. I would rather, of course, sell
It to the Government than to any private
individual or syndicate, not knowing to
what uses the latter would put it. My
[ wife and myself find the property too
costly to keep, aud we are forced to part
with it. I have written personally to
ENTRENCHMENT HILLS.
members of Congress and to Mr. Cleveland
when he was President and to Mr.
Harrision, urging them to take some
steps toward the preservation of Valley
Forge, but beyond the bill introduced by
Senator Daniel Yoorhees, of Indiana, to
have an appropriation of half a million
set aside to purchase the grounds, the
bill, by the way, being lost in committee,
nothing has been done in the matter. I
! to Vinvp tin; historical snnctitv
j - V
I of the grounds preserved, and only the
, Government can do so."
| That the grounds are well worth preservation
there can be no doubt. Mr. Carter's
tract embraces the famous forge,
after which the valley is named, and the
tract now before the public for sale has
the famous spring from which Washington
drew his morning draught of the
pure sparkling fluid.
2near the spring is the spot where the
headquarters of the ''greatest American"
stood. In that camp, as every well informed
American schoolboy knows, or
ought to know, was passed the gloomiest
and saddest period of the war for independence.
There it was that the patriot
army, ragged, half starved, disheartened,
without shoes or blankets or proper
clothing, slept at night during the wholo
I of that dreadful winter on the bare earth,
and in the daytime, while providing firewood
for their rude, comfortless huts,
left foot tracks ol blood on the frozen
Washington's chamber.
ground, hallowing the very soil by th<
severity and heroism of their sufferings.
There is an order sent at that trying
time to J. Lacey Darlington, Sr., of West
Chester, great grandfather of General J.
Lacey Darlington, "by His Excellency
George Washington, General and Commander-in-Chief
of the forces of the
United States of America
By virtue of the power to me specially
given, I hereby enjoin and require all persons
residing within ten miles of my headquarters
to thrash one-half of their gr^nby
February 1, and the other half by t^^lst
day of March next ensuing, 011 pain, in case
of failure, of all that shall remain in sheaves
* * * being seized by the commissioners
and quartermasters of the army and paid
for as straw.
Given under my hand at Headquarters,
near the Valley Fo rge, this 2'Jtli day of Decemhev,
1777. George Washington.
By His Excellency's command, Robert H.
Hickory, Secretary.
It -was because of such privations as
few soldiers arc called upon to go
through that such orders were given out,
and out of their bitterness of want and
famine grew the savage byword, "No
bread, no soldier," that was forced from
the lips of the famished, jtruggling
patriots who suffered for their country's
independence.
The site of the camp is but a few
yards south of the Schuylkill River, and
:ommanda an extensive view of the
lovely scenery along the course of that
jtream. The old stone mansion occupied
by Washington and his personal
?taff fronts the station of the Philadelphia
*nd Reading Railroad, and southward a
.quarter of a mile is the spot where Washington's
original headquarters stood,
the building now removed, occupied
ay him in December, 1777. Less
;han a stone's throw away is the bubbling
spring, named after the famous
General, whose waters, unless Congreslional
action intervenes, will be turned
Into the plebeian beer. It is on the right
5a?k of Valley Creek, and on the other
tide of that, a step below, is the site of
;he old Valley Forge, built in 1757, and
>robably the oldest rolling mill in the
Jnited States. A few hundred yards
toutheast, extending in a zigzag line apjroximatelv
north and south for a quarter
>f a mile, are the remains of the old en renchments
and breastworks, still easily
listinguishable by the irregular aud scatered
heaps of stones and the uneven elevations
of the green sward. On the right
>f these remains are the foundations,
ltones and decayed timbers of Fort WashJ
ngton, which served as the eastern bulwark
of the camp, while southwest of
his, a quarter of a mile further, is the
ieadquarters of General Knox and the
)mcers or nis commana. a snore ais ance
below, on the other side of the valev
creek, is the site of Lafayette's head}uarters.
The railroad station near
Washington's stone house, which was
:hen owned by Isaac Potts, is four miles
sast of Phoenixville, thirty-tive miles from
Philadelphia.
RECEPTION ROOM.
Residents in the neighborhood still
point out to visitors the place under an
)ld oak tree on the left bank of Valley
jreeK, wnere'rv asuiuyiuu uuwt??u
oy Isaac Potts on his knees in prayer, his
cheeks wet with tears, beseeching the
Almighty for guidance and victory for
ihe army intrusted to his command.
The Potts s residence, adjoining "Washington's
headquarters, was recently purchased
by the Patriotic Order, Sons ol
America, and it has been converted into
i national museum. The old mansion
ivas restored to its original style of archi;ecture
and some of the old furniture of
'.he "Washington residence at Mount Veraon
placed within it. The museum also
contains a smjill arsenal of armorial
relics of the Revolutionary "War. The
village of Valley Forge covced the sight
if the artificers' headquarters and gunjhops.
The encumbrance upon this
nroDertv was entirely obliterated by vol
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untary contributions of the Patriotic
Sons of America, aggregating $3370.98,
during the Pennsylvania State camp term
of 1885-6, and not one cent was taken
from the State camp treasury for this purpose,
although due authority had been
given by the State Convention of 28S6
to make up a balance then due, but
which was immediately thereafter made
up by the camps. A free title was thereupon
acquired by the Centennial and
Memorial Association, the male members
| HALLWAY IN THE OLD HOUSE.
of which association are all earnest members
of the Order of Pennsylvania. An
appropriation from Pennsylvania State
was received in 1887, and the interioi
and exterior of the headquarters was al
once completely repaired and restored tc
their original condition, and nearly ?500(
was expended in this work of restoration
and improvement. The building at thai
time began to show evidences of decay;
it had also been used as a tenant house.
This has been discontinued, and the association
has made it its aim to furnish it
thoroughly with furniture and relics of
the Revolutionary period, much of which
has been gathered and put in place. A
janitor has charge of the headquarters
and occupies a lodge adjoining with his
family.
Congress will be memorialized by the
Women's Christian Temperance Union of
Philadelphia to preserve the historic
grounds and heirlooms, and that association
is taking active steps to interest
members in the purchase and preservation
of the ground from the hands of the
land grabber and boomer, and to judge
from the active interest taken in the matter,
the indications are that no brewery
will waft the odor of hops over the
famous ground stained with the blood of
the nation's murtyrs.
Valley Forge may yet be a national
park, and one of greater historic and national
interest than even the Yellowstone
Park. It lies entirely with Congress
whether the next generation will go to
Valley Forge to drink beer or view the
spot where Independence bled and suffered.?Aeio
York Herald.
A Fitflit Between Hippopotami.
Herbert Ward, describing in the
Ledger a canoe voyage along the Upper
Congo, Africa, says:
At noon we saw two big bull hippopotami,
whose bodies would compare in
circumference with an average elephant's,
fighting on a sand bank. The monster.-*
rushed at each other with their immense
jaws wide open, and gored one another
with their formidable tusks; then rising
on their hind legs, (lashing their massiviheads
together, they fell heavily on the
sand. Recovering themselves, they
would recede a few paces, and charging
one another, again the clash of their
meeting tusks and the grunts of rage,
snorting the bloody sand from their nostrils,
could be distinctly heard as thej I
reared up on their hind legs only to fall
back agaiu. We watched the encountei
for upward of half an hour, until the gigantic
brutes, all gored, bloody, and covered
with foamy froth, fought their way
into deep water and disappeared in a perfect
sea of foam and spray, the troubled
waters plashing up in wives on the sand
bank they had quitted.
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Jumbo Parties.
We have had the donkey party, and
enjoyed it hugely now for the Jumbo
| party. If you possess the skill to draw
m elephant free hand, you will not need
the assistance of Fig. 1. You will objerve
that the space is marked off into
squares, the length of the elephant being
irawn inside of eight squares, while his |
iieight is included within six squares.
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FIG. 1. OUTLINE FOP. JUMBO.
T/% rl r-Qirr on olonlioni fpn Hmpa iva I or or/*
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is the one pictured, first work off a space
ten times as large as that illustrated aad
divide it into squares, making eighty
squares on the length and sixty on the
width of it. Then estimate the increased
iize of each portion of the animal, remembering
that the length, which is now
bounded by one square, will be extended
through ten squares, and proceed to
draw. You can mark the squares on
heavy, light colored mapping paper;
over this spread your drawing paper.
For the drawing use a heavy pencil, a
crayon or charcoal.
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FIG. 2. JCMBO REPAIRED.
Jumbo's trunk must be cut off before
his friends arrive. It muse be cut off below
the tusk, as shown in Fig. 2, and
then as many trunks as there are to be
guests are shaped by it and laid in a
basket ready for the fun. Jumbo is
pinned upon a sheet, which is hung
smoothly upon the wall. Every one
present is then blindfolded and given a
trunk to pin on. Fast-grows the fun,
aud how keenly the little folks enjoy it!
Ah, one of the <?iown up people has taken
the booby prize by piuniDg the trunk
upon one of the elephant's hind feet.
There poor Jumbo stands, with trunks
pinned all over his body?everywhere
but where the trunk grew.?St. Louis
Post-Dispatch.
The Evolution of Ear3.
Af n rr>rent. meeting of the Western
Microscopical Club, of London, Professor I
Stewart remarked that while we expect
to find the ears upon the head in the
larger animals, we look in rain for the
same arrangement in the lower invertebrate
creatures. Many of these, like the
scallop, have no head: others, like crabs
aud lobsters, have their ears placed on
their horns or antennae. others, like the
green grasshoper, have the ear on the
foreleg; others, like the fresh-water
shrimp, have it on the tail. In fact, it
would seem that in these lower forms of
life, whose origin was loDg anterior to
the evolution of man, nature was feeling
her way and making experiments as to
the future position of the sense organs.
An Unexpected Transformation.
1?"Snyder, stop your fooling, or you
throw me down."
2?"Dere, you done it."
3?"G-r-reat Scott! vot is it!''?MunMy1
a Wetkly.
If sodium sulphate be allowed to crystalize
between plates of unglazed porcelain
in the open air, and if the crystalization
be reproduced two or three times
by sprinkling with water, the platos fall
to powder The same phenomenon is
observed with very hard stones. This
crystalization may be the cause of the
comminution of rocks which resist water.
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Peculiarities of English Pronunciation^
Rev. Dr. Frederick Evan3, of Philadelphia,
told a story recently to illustrate
the difficulties a Welshman has in
studying the English language. The
Welshman undertook as his first lesson
from an English teacher this primer
story, very simple to an Englishman
That ploughman has a rough field to
plough and when he is through let him ahoul-:
der his gun as though he was not tired, and
while he is roughing it his wife is busy with
the dough, for which he should feel thank*
ful, and she has two children sick with tha
hiccoughs. j?
The Welshman was taught first to(
pronounce "ploughmau'' and on that"ough"
sound he read off the stdrjj 1That
ploughman has a row field to plough,
and when he is throu let him shoulder m?
gun as thou he was not tired and while he i?
rowing it his wife is busy with the dow, for(
which he should be thankful, and she has two
children sick with thehiccows. ^
Of course, the Welshman's teacher told
ill ILL tuat ivu^u ?uo aiwajo ZtZ?t-2*U
and thereupon the Welshmau corrected]
his story, as he thought rj
That pluffman has a rough field to plufF
and when he is thruff let him shoulder his gun
as thuff he was not tired, and while he isj "!31
ruffing it his wife is busy with the duff, forj
which he should feel thankful, and she has .
two children sick with the hiccuffs. ^
But "through" was not thruff, and|
after much coaching on that word the; ./ '$&&
Welshman innocently produced another '
remarkable use of the "ough";. i
That plooman has a rue field to ploo andi '
when he is through let him shoulder his gun'
as thoo he was not tired, and while he is]
rueing it his wife is busy with the do, for,
which he should be thankful, and she has two
children sick with hiccoos. j
Then the Welshman was taught howto
pronounce "dough" and keeping that
in his head made his story more monstrous
1
That plomau has a row field to plo andj ,
when he is throw let him shoulder his gun as
though he was not tired and while he ls| ?$?
rowing it his wife is bu 7 with the dough for,
which he should feel thankful, and she has
two children sick with hiccoes. "j
Then when the Welshman could
master "hiccoughs" he capped the
That pluppman has a rupp field to plupp
and when he is thrupp let him shoulder his
?un as thupp he was not tired and while ho '
is rupping it his wife Is busy with the dupp]
for which he should feel thankful, and aha
has two children sick with the hiccoughs, j
It is left to be understood thit the
Welshman then caught his teacher on a'
dark night and slew him with the jaw-bone
of an ass and went back to Walea
to the unmolested enjoyment of his own! "7^5
phonetic language, in which only one
letterr, "v," has more than one sound. ]
The Ominous Rat of a Montana Mine.
Hugh McQuaid is feeling rather blue
because the rat in the Pram Lummond. \
mine is looking a little thin. The rat is .
the best known creature connected with
the great mine. When Colonel Cruse
discovered the mine, he discovered the a!
rat. He used to be afraid of the creature^
and tried to kill it several times, but the,
miners were thoughtful of the animal
and said it brought great luck to them^ "^aa
so Mr. Cruse left it alone. He said ha
was often tempted to kick it when ho
met it going up and down the ladderJ
The mine at several times wai at a low
ebb, and Sir Hugh said he always noticed
that when stock was down the rat :
was down also. It grew thin and gaunt^
and, although the miners shared their
food with it as they had been in the
habit of doing, it remained lean and
lank as usual. ' '
Suddenly a change came. Baylissand;
Brathnover* commenced managing the
mine and everything prospered. The rat
also grew fat and saucy. He grew so
familiar that Mr. Bayliss says he would
frequently meet it and it would sit up
on its hind legs, whisk it3 tail, and look
intelligently out of its little eyes as he
passed him on the ladder. The little^
animal became an annoyance to Colone^'
Cruse and he ordered it killed, but it was
such a favorite with the boys that theyj
refused to carry out the orders. Aud he '
still thrives, for the Drum Lummond is
prospering. "When there is a bad streak'
stniplc thft rat crows thin. It is the ani-1
mal barometer of the mine.?Helena
(Mon.) Independent. j
The Badger a Good Fighter. v
One morning, as we were driving
through a sage brush region, we saw a
large coyote stop suddenly, as if he had
met something which required his serious ^
attention. He had arrived within a yard' ~
or two of the hole of a badger. That'
the proprietor was at home was certain,'
for we could see liis head protruding
from the front door. After a
little hesitation the coyote stepped for-^ * , |
ward and at the same time the badger
advanced quite out of his hole and stood
with his nose close up into the face of
his visitor. We now regarded them wit^
interest. We expected in a minute oi?
two to see a well-whipped wolf. Bi^tl
not so. The badger remained firm, buti
the wolf turned away. 4
I had once seen a large dog under just
such circumstances as with this .wolf.}
The dog's self-conceit forced a collision
and in a minute he discovered his mistake.
He returned to his master with
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nose ana siae weu siasaeu. .me usujjct
is the most industrious of animals. Often
lie digs half a dozen holes in one
night, and from one to two feet in depth,ia
the hardest clay and gravel, and as often
in the road as elsewhere. These pits
become traps for bugs, crickets, lizards
and other insects, and furnish the badger
with the food he expects when he digs
the pits.?Forest and Stream. J
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Why Stanley Came Back.
When the great Africau explorer wa$
by many persons given up for lost, and
even the most sanguine were full of fears
for his safety, says the Irish News, there
was one woman in London who neveij
doubted that he would return. The
woman wa9 Stanley's landlady. Whenever
any one suggested the possibility
that he might never be heard from, she
replied, with perfect confidence:
"It is impossible. Mr. Stanley has not
given up his rooms, and I am sure he
will return."
Stanley did return, though the world
in general has not till recently been
aware of the imperative engagement
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wmcn made it impossiuie ior mm to u?
otherwise.
Something New for Kheuraatism.
I saw an old friend of mine the other
day who used to be a rheumatic cripple.
When I expressed surprise at seeing him
so well and free from pain, he told ma
that his cure was due to his carrying an
old electric light carbon which one oI
the lamp-men had thrown into the street^
He claimed that there was enough elootricity
left in the old carbon to "knock
the rheumatiz higher'n a kite."?JBoitog
Record. "
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