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'INSIGHT.
I see with the spirit's sight
That mail}' a nauseous weed of wrong
f Has root in n seed of right.
For evil is good tint has gone astray,
j And sorrow is only blindness,
And the world is always under the sway
Of a changeless law of kindness.
The commonest error a truth can make
Is shouting its sweet voice hoarse,
And sin is only the soul's mistako
In misdirecting its force;
And love, the fairest of all fair things
That ever to men descended.
Grows rank with nettles and poisonous
things
Unless it is watched fd tended.
There could not be anything better tlian this
Old world in the way it began,
Although some matters have gone amiss
From the great original plan;
And however dark the skies may appear,
And however souls may blunder,
I tell you it all will work out clear,
For good lies over and under.
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Near-Sighted Jealousy.
Mr. Matthias Coddlenian was a broker
in the city, aud like many other brokers,
he was possessed of a small house and
garden in one of the outlying suburban
towns, to which he was wont to retire
when his day's work was over, lie was,
in short, a plain, every-day merchant,
about thirty years old, and by no means
lacking in manly beauty.
Mr. Matthias Coddlcman certainly
seemed to be a very matter-of-fact and
good young man, for he regularly attended
to his business, and was, moreover,
the superintendent of a Sunday-school in
the town where he lived. He was nevertheless
possessed of a romance, and a very
substantial romance it was, weighing, I
should think, nearly 200 pounds; for Mr.
Matthias was married.
This is how it came about. Some two
years before the time at which I write,
he had taken his summer outing atone
of the popular seaside resorts, and there
had met for the first time the future Mrs.
Coddleman. Etta Sayles, as she was
then, was a plump and pretty maiden, !
under the charge of au eld aunt, her j
father being dead, aud her mother aud
only sister in Europe.
Etta's auut had but one failing,, and
that was the Patagonian savages. On
learning of tho deeply religious nature of
Mr. Matthias, this estimable gentlewoman
pounced upon him forthwith;
and so much was she interested in discussing
with him plans for the conversion
of tht^e heathens,that she never perceived
the conversion of Etta, as effected by
Love and Mr. Coddeman, till it wa#^tQCL.
late. As Mrs. Saylis 'was a great invalid
and had gone to Europe for her health,
it seemed useless to wait for her return.
So after much letter-writing and discussion,
it was decided that the young couple
should be married, and they were the
next spring.
They had now been man and wife for
more than a yenr, and thus far nothing
? had occurred to mar their tranquility.
Indeed, there was no reason why they
should, for Mrs. Matthias believed her
husband to be perfection, and Mr. Matthias
returned the compliment. His wife,
indeed, almost merited that belief, for
she had but two failings; one a fading of
eyesight, and the other a most inordinately
jealous disposition. Of the first of
these failings her husband was aware; of
the second he knew nothing, because he
wns sucn a tnorougniy goou young man
that even his jealous wife could find
nothing to carp at.
The day of the 10th of July, 1875, was
noted for two thiogs: the arrival of Mr.
Coddleman's sister-in-law from Europe
and the arrival of the green eyed monster,
jealousy, in his household,
Shortly before the time of which I
write, Mrs. Saylers had died abroad, and
her daughter was now returning to live
with her married sister. The day in
question opened auspiciously enough,
for, though sultry, it was very beautiful.
As Mr. and Mrs. Coddleman rode into
town that morning, he to his business
and she to meet her sister, no pair of
turtledoves could have been more devoted.
Before the train had proceeded far
on its way, however, an accident occurred
to ruthe the composure of Mrs. Matthias,
and this was the loss of her glasses.
^ " Oh, Matt!" she cried, when she had
discovered the fact, "I have left my
glasses behind me at home; what shall I
do? Why, I should not know my sister
without them uuless she was withiu three
feet of me."
"Well, my love," replied he, "it
strikes me that vou can't find her without
them, and can't go back to get them,
the best thing will be for you to wait at
the station and let her find you."
His wife agreed with him in this, and
so the matter ended.
All through the heat of the day Mr.
Coddlemau toiled at his desk, stopping
occasionally to wonder how he should
like his sister-in-law, whom he had
never met,. and whether she had yet
found his wife. When four o'clock
came he arose from his work and sought
the railway station with joy.
All the trouble of that unfortunate
afternoon arose from his extravagance,
for as he knew that the common car
would be both hot and crowded, he
- determined to treat himself to the luxury
of a drawing-room seat.
Entering the first of the coaches he
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juuuu ji juii, uuu (iiiuii^ii u,
secured one of the two remaining chairs
in the forward car. He had scarcely
settled himself when, just as the train
started, the porter showed a lady, laden
with many bags nnd bundles to the remaining
seat. Just then the car gave a
lurch, and before she could seat herself,
her baggage flew in every direction. As
the porter had meanwhile disappeared,
Matthias came to the rescue and collected
her scattered celongings.
"So kind of you," she murmured, as
she sank back in her seat with a sigh of
comfort.
"Not at nil," he replied, but you
should have some one to assist you with
these bundles?th(y are too heavy for
you to carry."
| "I was expecting some one to help
| me," she lelurncd, "but was disappointed."
After n moment she continued,
"I do not know this part of the
country, and if I would not he asking too
much, I should ha so much obliged if
you would give nic some information
about reaching my destination."
He hastened to assure her that, far
from troubling him, lie should esteem it
a great honor to be of any service to her,
and begged that she would tell him
where she was going.
"Why, to be sure," she replied, "the
place is, is 1 declare I have forgotten
the name. But I have it on a card in my
pocketbook, which is in my little bag?
no, not that one," as he picked up a
brown traveling case, "the one nearest
you. Ah, thanks. Why!" the cried, as
she opened it, "the card is not hereafter
all, I must have lost it; but I can remember
the name, I guess. Let me see,
Bell?, Bell?Be.lville; that's it, I think.
Is there such a place?"
Mr. Coddlemau said that thcro was,
and told her furthermore that she must
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cnange at me ucai smuwu, ?uu iru<u uv
himself would put her on the other train.
Mr. Coddleman wits by nature retiring,
but the lonely position of the lady nnd
her trust in him inspired him with the
idea that he must make himself agreeable;
in which he succee led so well that
it seemed but a moment before the junction
was reached.
"Oh, really this is too much!" she expostulated,
as he loaded himself with her
baggage; "I can't think of allowing ycu
to carry all of it."
"Do not speak of it, madam; it is
nothing at all," he panted, from beneath
his load of bags and shawl straps.
They had crossed the station and
boarded the other train, when Mr. Coddlemau,
happening to turn, he saw his
wife standing on the platform of the car
he had just left, with a hard, cold look
on her face that boded no good for
him.
He was aghast; she had seen part but
not all, and evidently thought he was
going off with a strange woman. He
must hasten back to explain her mistake.
But first he must get rid of his load and
likewise of the lady. He therefore hurried
after hei, found her a seat, and excused
himself as quickly as possible;"but
before he eouUl leave the train, it was in
motion; aud by the time he reached the
platform, it was moving at a good rate
of speed.
Mr. Coddlcman was inclined to be
stout, and, moreover, was much flurried,
and this fact, coupled with au absolute
ignorance of the laws of moving bodies,
may account for his jumping with both
feet together, and in the opposite direction
from which the train, was moving.
The,r^ultof*this-m?n?wHwewK?-c<Hnpiicated
series of somersaults, whioh landed
liim in a heap on the floor of the station;
from which he gathered himself up just
in time to see his owu train disappear in
the distance. This involved a three
hours' wait during which he meditate 1
on the events of the afternoon, and the
reception that awaited him at home.
It was after ten at night when he at
last, weary and worn, reached his house.
It took him a little while to summon up
courage to enter.
In the parlor sat his wife, bolt upright
in a chair by the table, reading the family
Bible?an ominous sign.
"My dear," he faltered, in his meekest
tones, "I missed my traiu, and have
just arrived. I trust you have not been
worrying about me."
Mrs. Coddleman on his entrance slowly
closed the Bible, laid it on the table,
folded her hands before her, and waited.
Matthias began to get nervous. "Has
?has not your sister cciinc. my love?" he
asked hesitatingly.
"Wretch!" returned his spouse, and
dissolved into tears.
"What is the matter, mv nnsel?" he
inquired, in a vain attempt to appear at
ease.
"Monster!" sbe ejaculated, and swept
by him, out of the room and upstairs,
and this was the extent of their conversation
for that night. By personal observation
he discovered that her sister had
not yet arrived, but of the circumstances
he could learn nothing.
At brcakfttst tho next morning, Mrs.
Coddlemaa wore the expression of a
martyr undergoing torture; she poured
the coffee with a Christian resignation
beautiful to sec; and the manner in
which she passed her husband the butter
would have brought tears to the eyes of
the most haidhearted. Mr. Coddlemau
determined to make a bold break, aud
summoning up all his courage, addressed
his wife:
"My dear!" he said, "I fear you did
not rightly understand the events of yesterday;
in short, that, that "
"No explanation cau avail, Matthias,
I saw it all."
"Saw all what, my love?"
tt!V\ ?w?t trt iIimi v if T QHW
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lyoii when you passed through the rear
car, though you did not see rae; T fol|
lowed you into the front one to speak to
you, and you meet that odious woman ?
by appointment, I've no doubt. I saw
' you devote yourself to her, and finally go
otl with her, I don't know where. It is
well for her that I win without my
glasses and could not see her to know
her, or "
Just at this moment a carriage laden
| with trunks drove up to the door.
I "There is your sister, my love," said
| Matthias. "For heaven's sake, don't
j let's have a family row just as she is arriving.
"Coward!" replied his wife, and left
the room. Mr. Ooddlcman groaned, and
| awaited results in the dining room, lie
| now heard the voice of his sister-in-law
| in the hull; it sounded familiar.
"My darling, what a happiness this
is!" she cried. "I thought I should
] never get here, for I could not liiul you
at the station, and one of the stupidest
men you ever saw offered to lielp me, ami
put me on the wrong train, and sent im
oil ever so far. I got the name of your
; town mixed up, to he sure, and told him
! I wanted to go to Rellville instead ofBell!
inont; hut he ought to have known ever
' if I didn't; men are so dull?why. that's
! the very' inau!" she gasped, as she euI
tercd the diuing room; "who is he'f"
"Tint," replied Mrs. Matthias, smiling
for the first time thnt day?a smile in
which surprise and relief were curiously
mingled?"that is my husband."?lb#*
Viird Aihociife.
A Millionaire's Log Cabin.
The new summer residence of George
Gould, the eldest son of Jay Gould, at
Furlough Retreat, in the Western Catshills,
of New York, has been taken possession
of by its owner. It is one of the
largest and most picturesque private
dwellings in the mountains nnd is beautifully
situated. The building is in primitive
style so far as relates to the outside,
being constructed of logs hewn on
three side, the round, or bark, side being
on the outside The structure is thirtyfour
ny seventy feet, and two stories
high.
A veranda ten feet wide skirts three
sides of the house. The dwelling has
twenty-six rooms. The main hall is sixteen
by thirty-two feet. There is an
other hall, which extends across the
building and separates the laundry and
kitchen from the main partion. The interior
of the house was carefully calked,
then papered, next furrowed, and lastly
ceiled over with narrow strips of Norway
pine. The floors are all laid with
Georgia pine of the finest quality. The
rooms have Queen Anne trimmings, finished
in white wood. All the window
glass is of uniform size, seven by nine
iuches. A sixteen-foot balcony is on the
front and rear of the house. The roof is
shingled. The main stair railing and
balusters were cut out of trees found in
the woods close at hand, and are left "in
the rough." The newel posts were once
parts of beech trees, one being eight
inches in diameter.
The balusters attract attention. They
represent all the different kinds of trees
that grow within the bounds of Mr.
Gould's mountain domain. The residence
is situated about two hundred and fifty
feet from the lake, which covers an area
of ten acres. In some parts of the lake
the water is sixty feet deep and trout nre
plentiful. At the preseut tiino 110 trout
can be caught, not because Mr. Gould
would deny his friends the pleasure of
trying their skill, but siinp'y for the
reason that the trout will not allow
+ K/nioolvr.o f r? Kn nnimhf riiirinrr till a
month the lake will be cleansing itself?
one of nature's workings?and the water
if of a milky color and thick at the surface.
While this process of cleansing is
going on the trout hie themselves to the
bottom of the lake at the deepest points
and remain there until the "clouds roll
by."
Mr. Gould now has twentj-ono deer
and elk in his park, and all are doing
well. The thirteen first received arc now
quite tame.. The eight aniraaU-ia-*fo*i
last consignment are very shy, and hide
when approached.?New York Timet.
A Naval 0Ulcer's Wardrobe.
A navul officer's wardrobe is a serious
matter. The only other creature on earth
that has more clothes than an officer of
the United States Navy It a Saratoga
belle. There are full-dress coots, and
short conts with hooks, and dudo coats,
with trousers to match in each case;
V.f>lr.iof l,ofo ttvo r?r t.hrpp k-inrls of onns
IIVMIIVU UHV.Jj V??V V? ??.vv w.
and even regulation neckties. Then come
the overcoats, and after that the swords.
All of these things are extremely expensive,
because they can be procured of
only certain tailors and hatters. To make
matters worse there is the perpetual threat
of some radical chauge in uniform that
shall render everything in use utterly
valueless. In the matter of linen the
naval officer has much his own way, but
even here he labors under certain disadvantages,
for many ships, perhaps most
ships, have insufficient provision for
laundering, and each officer must carry
an euormous stock of collars, cuffa and
shirts. Jack washes his own clothes
with the Captain's or Admiral's permission,
and hangs them aloft to dry, but it
would hardly be dignified for an officer
to do this. As a consequence tho wardroom
lugs about a constantly increasing
stock of soiled linen until Borne port is
reached where laundresses do abound.
Then there is a great washday and a gigantic
laundry bill. Here again isadifliculty,
for the methods of foreign laundresses,
especially in tho trcpics, arc
primitive. Mostly the linen is dumped
iuto a stream and beaten with stones uutil
it is fairly clean and dreadfully ragged.
A favorite method with shirts is to tie a
stone in the sleeve and thrash the garment
about in the water. West Indian laun.1
?H?
I ?irU>M;^, 1UU3UJ ?uu vai>vi trivtiuvvf
arc famous throughout tho Navy.?Neio
York iHitr.
Owns 10,000 Indintt Relics.
Eugene J. Sharadan, a clerk in tho
Grand Central Hotel, Heading, Penn.,
has a collection of Indian relics that is
unique in its way. In getting this collection
Mr. Sbnradan has traveled in
the past twenty years over 00,000 miles.
Murks County was a particularly popular
stamping ground for Indians in tho old
times, especially for tho Delawares and
the Shawnecs, and relics of these and
other tribes ar'*. found in great quantities
throughout the country districts. Along
the hanks of the Schuylkill the relics are
unusually numerous. Of these Mr.
Sharadiu has a marvelous collection,
j containing 2000 specimens of tomaj
hawks, axes, arrow heads, spear heads,
j heads, mortars, pestles, millstoucs, humI
mors, scrapers, war clubs, drills, and
! smoking pipes of every shape and pattern.
The list includes nearly all the
msiiuci variolic? ui jasper, ugaic, inn*
quartz, opaque crystal, chalcedony, obi
sidian, and black Hint now in the National
Museum at Washington and embraces
many of the very rarest forms,
i The fact that these varieties iverc found
I hereabouts goes to show that the Indians
i J exchanged goods, for rock of some of
i the material is not native here.
1 Mr. Slinradin has 14.0(H) specimens of
: I similar relics collected from nineteen
! other States and Territories other than
' Pennsylvania. The relics are all classij
lied and arranged in cases according to a
i I system of his own devising. lie has
i spent a great deal of time and consider
| able money in completing his collections,
i ?jYcio York Sun.
STORY OF THE IIA'L
HEAD COVERINGS OF. THE PAST
HUNDRED YEARS,
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The Career of thc^ "Stovepipe"?It
Owes Its Existence to Philosopher
Benjamin Franklin?Some Hold
That It is the Best/'Uat.
When Benjamin Fianfclin arrived in
Paris as commissioner of .the American
colonics his plain Quaker bat with its
broad brim und low qrown must have
seemed strange to the men he met at the
gay French, court, over which the unfor
TFIESE HATS WERE TICTUHE6QUE.
tunatc Austrian Queen presided while
l-cr pood natural, if^ weak, husband
played childishly with the seething fires
of the great volcano under his feet. For
round about the American were tho
cocked hats, bordered with lace and
sometimes trimmed with softly waving
plumes, which swept and waved as the
courtiers greeted and flattere: each other.
Yet Franklin's hat, a survival as it was
of those Puritan hats which werfi a protest
against the follies and fashions of a
court as foolish and as fashionable as that
of Louis XVI.. was destined to furnish
the idea from which was elaborated a hat
which has now been in use/or a century,
aud which will probably be worn as lo'ng^
as men shall remain ns they are now. Tka
silk, the plug, the high,1 the .beaver,
the dress hat, for it is called by all these
names, may fairly be said to celebrate its
centennial in this year of 1890.The
popularity of Franklin, and still
more that of the country he represented,
was indicated by the style of n*.4: which
was seen during the early part of the
French revolution. But curiously
enough, itTrns in England that the beaver
hat was to find its trut home. It was at
first looked upon aa indicating revolutionary
tastes in its owner, and on this
account Catharine II. ol Rossia would
have none of it among her subjects.
When, however, Napoleon I. declared
himself Emperor of the French* and
trampledoitt under the ff^tof his guards
tfiif last embers of the Terror hTs enmity
to England caused a hat which had at
one time been popular among the sans
cu'ottes. to be at once adopted. Napoleon
himself wore the cocked hat, which thereby
became especially French and added
to the English desire to wear something
radically different.
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DUT THESE AIIE IN STYLE,
iriic beaver hat?so called because the
body, aften being mndc of felted rabbit
fur, was covered with the fur of the flattailed
dam builders? was io general outj
line like the silk hat of to-day; that is,
it possessed a brim and a crown. But
the variations demanded by fashion produced
wonderful changes in the appearance
of the hat. As the brim was made
wider or less wide the crown was given
a fuller or smaller belt. The Constitutional
Convention, whose centennial wo
all celebrated last year, was attended by
men who wore hats looking something
like square-topped derby bodies placed
on the brims of exaggerated Texan sombreros.
These were not beavers, but may
be numbered among the grandfathers of
those hats which sheltered the heads of
the nicrj who volunteered for the war of
1812. General Juckson in private lifo
wore a hat with a bell crown anna roiling
or rather narrow brim, on which tho
beaver fur made a long, brownish nap.
This nap, by the way, was believed to be
of sovereign benefit when one had cut
one's finger and was applied as lint to
stop the llow of blood.
This particular form of hat is familiar
enough to us in the cartoons of the day.
It was a good, solid article, warranted to
wear well if properly made. Strange as
it looks now it was fashionable enough
then, and doubtless the "bloods," as the
"dudes" of the early part of the century
were called, were well enough satisfied
with their appearance.
When Bolivar struck the blow whicb
liberated the South American countries
from tiie control of Spain, the fashionable
hat was something like that which
we wear to-day; thac is. in shape,for the
material was still beavci fur. In fact,
the shapes worn by these bygone dandies
were to all intents and purposes those of
last year, this or next. But beaver silks
became more and more expensive, and to
take their place the cotton plush?called
Angora plush?was invented somewhere
about the year 1S25. As this was cheap
the purchase of high hats became far
more coiuuiou, aud the plush did not
look badly for a few months. The fur
THESE COVERINGS ARE COMFORTADLE.
liat, however, was the fashionable hat I
still; such a lint, for example, as that j
j given to Henry Clay by the hat makers .
of Brooklyn, with u narrow brim und a
tremendously high crown, having a wide
bell at the top. This hat was black, and
when it was presented to Mr. Clay was
believed to be as perfect as a hat could
be made.
Cnthoun wore a Panama, as did manv
of the Southern gentlemen of his time,
wide brimmed and having years of wear
iu it. But when ho came to Washington
he gave way to the power of the high bat
and added a' beaver to his collection.
Daniel Webster always jworc a beaver exile
utilized tho^silk plush which had
been invented jp. Prance, covering with
it a body of muslin stidcucd with Blicllac
varnish. Theiilk hnt speedily drove out
tho beaver from general use, although
the latter has not been set aside yet, and
is sometimes seen in our streets worn by
Q VerjMHU lllilLl WIIU in bUUDCKKUTV VI u
very young man who is loud.
The charge of the Light Brigade during
that war which Louie Napoleon, or
rather the Duke do Morny, provoked, in
order to consolidate the Second Empire,
was made by mco, many of whom when
at home wore hats which have fixed the
nickname of "stovepipes" on high hats
for the generation now passing away.
Perfectly straight up and down, high
and perfectly flat in the brim, they resembled
nothing so much as n section of
sheet iron pipe. But the young men who
left the drawing rooms and rushed to
India as fast as transport or troppship
could carry them when the news of tho
mutiny set the civilized world in flame,
wore hats which were almost curiously
unlike those of 1851. Brims that rolled
until they touched the baud, and bells
that overshadowed the brims, with loug
frout and rear pieces, were the style then.
In some of the old prints of the relief of-'
Luck now hats are seen on the heads of
as gal lent men as ever bowed. Ilnvelock
wore a enp with a fluttering cape of liuen,
still called by his name, hanging down
behind to protect the neck.
The Civil War in this country came at a
time when the "stovepipo" hat was once
ninrn nnnnl.-ir. The stvle seems odd as
one looks at the old pictures of Lincoln
and Seward and Stanton and Chase,
, those giants who carried on the Government
during that period of trial. Lincoln'wore
a bat which was rather high,
Wjth (^straight brim and crown. At the
beginning of the war, when nil the dnys
of trial were before hira, and when the
great news came of peace nt last, the lint
was the same. Twice during the four
years the fashion had changed, but \ve
may well believe that the war President
had no time to notice the style., Davis,
of the Confederacy, wears.a soft felt, in
fimby oFThe pictures which are extant of
him at the time. And when the German
army corps drove the French before
them and girdled Paris as with an evertightening
belt of steel the mode bud
run once more to the extreme bell with
the rolled brim.
Steadily since its first introduction the
high hat hns made its way, until now It
holds a place from which it cannot bo
lightly shaken. It is the "dress hat,"
and more than that, it is the respectable
hat. Solid men like it, and, oddly
| enough, fashionable men arc not willing
to give it up. Many judges of headgear
hold that it is, after all, the best hat iu
the world, and declare that it will never
be supplanted. But while the man of
the town admires the ''silk," his likiug
I for it is as nothing to the devotion felt
by the ragamuffin for the "plug hat."
A Primitive African Giin.
Amoug the trophies of Germany's past
triumphs that grace the grounds which
surround the Marine Academy building
at Kiel nono is of more interest than a
cannon made by natives of Africa and
captured from them iu a battle near
as afnrcan rnicrc of oudnance.
I Pangani. It has not tlio slightest contrivance
for aiming, and its caliber is
' * ?- -?-11 r?r*Hrlnrr/1 to mnrln nf
YCiy Bllllill. iUU V>tWli<t?U ju 11I?<V ??
wood. Tlic wheels are cut out of one
piece, approximately round, and arc
fastened to the wooden axles with long
rusty nails. The pieco of ordnance apparently
would prove more dangerous to
its owners thau the enemy.? Ulica Obicrva\
A Boston Suggestion for tlio National
Flower.
?JnJne.
Making Paupers Support Themselves.
It lias just come out that it is the custom
in many London parishes for the
poor boards to provide able-bodied paupers
with brooms and assign them to
sweep certain crossings, making them
support themselves from what they can
get in this way, and thus reducing the
workhouse expenses proportionately.?
Chicn'jo Times,
| Retail Grocers and Dead beats.
J Business men who have suffered considerably
from "dead-heat" are the rej
(ail grocers, and they claim to have au
organization which will protect them in
the future. The nature of their business
is such that they are obliged to do most
of it on the credit system. Thousands of
dollars arc lost annually by customers
moving away to another part of the city
when their grocer's bill becomes inconveniently
large. One dealer with whom
[ was speaking said that not only have
they a large and well-kept black list, but
'that each member of the organization is
compelled under the bylaws to constitute
himself a special detective.
"For instauce,"he added, "every time
a vau loaded with furniture passes my
office, I am obliged to follow it myself,
or send someone else after it. The van
is shadowed. If it passes out of my district
some other member of the organiza1
tion must take up the trail. Finally the
house or npartments to which it is going
is located. The next thing is to obtain
the name of the owner of the furniture
and the place he moved from. These
facts arc roported to the proper officers.
Then, if he proves to be a 'beat' and his
name couies in on the black list, thevictinfixed
grocer knows where to locate
| Ifim in case he wants to bring legal proI
ceedings. Until he pays his debt, no
other innn in the business is permitted to
give him five cents' worth of credit. All
grocers in the three cities are not members
of the union, but it is spreading
rapidly, and when all are in you can see
what an organization it will be."?New
York Star.
Difficulty at an Elephant's Funeral.
East Iudia papers describe the diffiulty
attending the disposal of the body of an
elephant at Nowsarce, as illustrating the
Indian saying that an elephant must be
buried where it dies. It appears that a
tame elephant, which had been kept at
N. iwsaree for many years past, died suddenly.
The news was at once telegraphed
to Baroda, and sanction for expenses incidental
to the burial'of the animal was
obtained. The local authorities then
held a council as to how the remains
should bo removed to a distant part of
the town, where they should bo interred
without endangering the health of the
inlinhifunra Tfc was Hllfrrregted that the
body should be cut up into pieces, which
might then be removed and disposed of,
but the idea was rejected. It was then
resolved to drag the remains out of towjj,
and with that object to pull down one of
the walls within which the nuimal had
been confined. Hundreds of coolies
were pressed into the service, and a number
of carpenters, iron-smiths and other
artisans _jgharn . cngn>(gd^tn const cort,
fiuge car on wheels to couvey the dead
animal. But the body, which weighed
3everal tons, could not be lifted, much
less removed from the place where it was.
Various attempts were made for three
days, but they failed one after the other.
When the authorities saw that they were
battled they resolved to adopt the suggestion
made at the outset, and eventually
caused tho body to be cut into pieces,
which were then buried at a short distance
from the place.? Timet-Democrat.
Ohio's Oldest Apple Tree.
There is an apple tree on the Silas
Oaks farm at Newburg, Ohio, which is
believed to be the oldest and largest apple
tree iu the State. The tree is fifteen
feet in circumference near the base. It
bears annually a big crop of bright yellow
apples. A strange thing about tho
tree is that, like the orango, the broad
branches contain buds, blossoms and
fruit in all stages, from the dead ripe to
the smallest of green spheres. It is beginning
to show its great age aud is decaying
on ono side, but still continues to
bear.
Tho tree was planted in 1791 by a man
who settled on the spot from Virginia.
He brought this tree among others with
him over the mountains while the aborigines
were still roamiug the land, murdering
aud burniug out tho few whites
I who worn hrnvfi p.nitunrh to Come into the
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country. The old settler, whose name
is forgotten, was himself killed and
scalped by the redmeu near the spot
where now stands one of the most beautiful
and valuable farms in the Ohio Valley?New
York World.
Identifying Bodies at the Morgue.
When au uurccognized body is taker
to the Morgue it is kept for a number ol
days, and then, if not claimed, is placet
in a standing position and photographed
The picture is preserved and the clothioj
of the dead person kept in a building
used for that purpose,and ticketed so thn
reference may be made to the effects ai
' any time. A short history of the cas<
is also carefully preserved.
This admirable system was tested agait
the other day, when, after ten years, th<
widow of Joseph Sauer identified a photo
graph among the ghastly oues in thi
Morgue collection as that of her husband
who disappeared ten years ago. Tin
record showed that the man was fount
drowned at Pier 1, North River, abou
the time the widow described. The bod]
is in Potter's Field, and it is not proba
ble that the poor woman will disturb tlu
remains, but should she so desire, tin
grave and coffin can bo located in tci
minutes' time.?New York World.
A New lied Lobster Theory.
Fulton Market is possessed of a fish
dealer who is a philosopher. "Did you
ever wonder," ho asked me yesterday
"why the shell of a crab and a lobstci
turns such a tirey red when it is boiled!
I will tell you. The natural color of th<
crab and tho lobster is due to the existence
of two pigments which have beeu
isolated. One is red and the other blue.
As long as these two pigments exist together
the crab and the lobster remains
gray in color. The blue pigment isverj
sensitive, and even tho inlluencc of tin
hot sun will destroy it. Crabs havt
been found alive and, apparently healthy,
with half the shell red and theremaiudei
gray. Moiling water entirely destroys
the blue pigment, and the red, which is
very stable, remains alone in all its brilliancy."?JS'eio
York Mar.
THE NEIGHBORS.1 ^
Beside the deep, green river.
Here In the lower lands, . ..
My house, low-roofed and humble,
In modeet quiet stands.
A moss-grown, rude log cabin,
Close by a brawling rill;
j A rood of ground around it? 4
I have no time to till.
J
Across the deep, green river,
Whose waters flow so free,
A proud and stately mansion ? *.
Begirt with trees I see; ' /
And through the leafy branches,
At day's departing rayB,
Catching the crimson sunlight*
Its many windows blaze. ^
The gwner of that palace
Boasts of his lineage high;
My father was a woodman,
A woodman, too, am I.
I earn by constant labor . ^
My plain and scanty fare;
My neighbor over yonder
Is called a millionare.
When toil at night is over.
Tired with the ax's stroke,
I sit here at the doorstep, " ',,.1
Mv corn-cob dIdo to smoke J
I watch him slowly pacing , J
Before his house of pride, fl
Beneath the clustering vine leaves I
On yon veranda wido.
"
At times, this side the river,
He canters slowly by; <*
Absorbed in thought, he never
Upoh me casts an eye.
He is not old, but wrinkles
His pallid features seam;
He looks as though existence i
Were but a troubled dream. "V.
If he, with gold and acres,
Could have my rugged health.
Or I, with happy slumbers, .
Had only half his wealth.
Then life were better balanced
For both of us to-day.
And each, perhaps more cheerly
Would travel on his way.
1
But as it is, no envy ,
Within my breast can h?f .
With all his state and riches;
'Tis his to envy me. ^
Pale face and care-worn spirit,
Eyes sunken, shrunken limbs?
<nrjiU hnvvfan richftS. * ^ j
IT I til bticoo IAS V/UI uvu ,
What man would share with him?
Deep green is yonder river,
Its waters faintly gleam:
For us in time fast 'coming 1T
There Is another stream.' 1- . jj*"1;'
We both will loee oor burdens,
My toiling and bis dros^;
When over the mystic river
Our spirits freed shall cross. . <
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PITH AND POINT.
Doesn't appear in good health?Sick
ness.
"Did your husband die happily?"
"Yes, he died, happily."?Life.
. No matter how hard silence falls, it
does no; break.?Terra UaiUe Express.
Earth has no erreater joy than the dis
covery of a quarter in a cast-off vest.?
Life.
An appropriate helm for a mud scow
would be a tiller of the soil.?Texas Siftinds.
All men have their uses. Even the
crank serves his turn. ? Terre Haute Express.
Much current wit is overdone, and
more is done over.?Terre Haute Ex- ?"""
press. "
Men's sins, it is said, always finds
them out. That isn't so bad as if they
found them in.?Berkshire News.
When a man is convinced that he
owes anything to himself he is always
anxious to pay it.?Binghamton Bepub1
liean.
There seems not a little reason to suspect
that it may have been "Old Sol"
' who first introduced the sweating process.?Detroit
Free Press.
Rha hoc n facta for whistlinC.
A taste that's not permissible;
t * But still I don't obiect to it,
The pucker is so kisaable
-Puck.
It is stated that the Government wants
a rew design for the silver dollar. We
would suggest a weather-vane; it very
easily changes to four quarters.?Philaj
delphia Press.
| After you have weighed your neighbor
in the balance drop a nickel of fairness
r in the slot of self-examination and asj
certain your own moral avoirdupois.?
[ Dover Sentinel.
t 'Well, I must go now," said Chollie.
3 "What's your hurry?" asked Ethel. "It's
11:55, and my motto in life is, 'Never
i put off till to-morrow what you can do
3 to-day.'"?Boston Daily Traveler.
One of the "old-timers" remarked to
e us the other evening mm, u ouun-mi
> friend of his knew everything but one
e thing and that was, he didn't know how
1 much he didn't know.?Primn Mirror.
"Well, well, you've got back from
' your vacation. How did you enjoy yourself?''
"Oh", so, so; but there's noplace
' like home, after all." "That's what we
" nil go away to find out."?llarljord Pott.
There lived in the city of Worcester
A mnn who could crow like a rooc.'ster.
But, as he grew old.
He often caught cold.
And then couldn't crow as he urcestor.
1 ?Lawrence American,
1 "Speaking of strong men," said a
' Washington citizen, "I have a brother
j who heid up a barrel of flour." "That's
nothing," was the reply, "I have a brother
5 who once held up a train."?Wnshinqtdn
Post.
The summer hotel keeper who advertised
that there would be notables at his
j hotel swore pretty hard at the proof
r reader when he was asked next day if
, his guests were expected to eat off the
' floor.?Hiiiqhnniton ItepnMiom.
This morning in my mail I found
| A dainty envelope and fair.
Addressed in writing neat and round?
I A note from some fair maid, I'd swear.
I To break the seal. I trembling sped,
.My heart almost stood still;
I glanced, 1 swore, for there 1 road
'iiuclosod pleiuio flnd your bill."
?Life.