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OREGON SCOUT JONES & CHANCEY, Publishers. U.MO.V, OHKUO.V. WHO GAVfc. THE MOST? A hntiRhty Klnp, of runner clnr?, Longed to comrjcmornto his pnuso Through nl'. tho oomlng age. "What would tu'orn his roynl namof How best perpotunte his fnmo On tlmc-cmlurlng pages? Would monument or stoned urn Teach nil tho world his worth to learnf Ambition vaulted higher. A vast cathedral should proclnlm Who gave to God tho most Hint namo Do carved on base nnd si r. This story ho would not divide With nny mortal. In his prlc'o It must bo his alono. Twhr finished, nnd on chnnco; will t His namo on tablet gleamed, that nil Tho gracious deed might own. Hcforo tho chancel mil thnt night In dream he stood; and saw tho light Wns dim; but dimmer grew Tho Inscription on tlio tablet's face, When lo, blazed forth to tuko his place, A namo ho novor knew? In wnlflng hours, ho lightly thought On nightly visions. When ho sought Next timo his pillow's rest, Tho solf-snmo dream ho dreamed again, ! "Who mars my work," ho cried, In pain, "Or mocks my known behostt" Onco more tho royal dreamer slept, Again tho taunting vision crept As twice it camo before. "Whoso namo is this? llringtomy throno Tho ono whoso work supplants uiy ownl I'll suffer this no more." An humblo widow, clnd in weeds, Whoso dally toll for dally needs Scarco kept tho wolf at bay, Answorcd tho summons. "Who art thou?" Ho Etornly said. "Upon thy vow Now speak. What canst thou say?" 'My lord, O King." sho faltering said, "I know your will, and longed to aid This glorious work for God. ( Tho mulo which drew tho stone each day I brought, at noon, ti wisp of hay i To help him bear his load." "Alnsl I see," tho monarch cried, "Tls work for God, not solllsh prido, Which earns tho truo 'well done.' Thy namo shall on tho tablet stay, For I hnvo learned this blo-sod day How Love- tho contest won." Iltith Alleyn, in Youth' Companion. A GHASTLY WHITER, A Moat Wolrd Exporionoo With Twistloton, Q. O. Several strango things lmvo linp poned lo mo in my lifo thai my friends coultl novor aoooniit for. Thoy could novor understand how 1 got an intro duction to Twistloton, Q. C, nor why that loarnod gentleman, ;tflor allow ing to dovil his work for him for ten years without putting any thing in my way, suddenly used every oll'ort and iniliionco ho was capahlo of to put aii important and valuable junior prac tice in my hands. TwiHtleton, Q. C. was a hard, selfish jnan. In person ho was like a badly dried moth, whoso long, old-fashioned -whiskers resembled tho remains of wings; and there was consequently great surprise whon Twistloton mar ried Lucy Travel's, who, us j'ou will romombor, was the hollo of lior season. JJut the Truvers were not so well off as they protended to b, and Twistloton, as wo all know, made his llfteen thou sand a year, and hud, if any tiling, an over-iiKToasing practice in tho chan cery division. Twistloton was undoubtedly a groat lawyer and a man of grout common Benso, but ho hud two fads. Ho was a believer in ghosts and ho wrote every .thing in his chamber upon a Reming ton typewriter. Twistloton and his wife were staying ono Juno in Norfolk, at Lady Hum doro's. Twistloton was duo in town to argiio the groat patent ease concerning sewing machines of Runcoinbo and an other against Radger, in the Court of Appeals, on Wednesday morning. 1 expected him buck in chambers on the Monday evening, understanding Unit bo intended rejoining his w.fo at the end of the week; for this case would last at least throe days, and Twistloton was in several other cases on the-list. About eight o'clock on Monday even ing, 1 hud dined early at my club; and was engaged noting up Twistloton's papers, when he entered with his (Jlud stonobugundrug, looking, as 1 thought, tired and out of spirits. When Twis tloton was in town by himself ho always .slept at his own chambers, as in the old days before ho was married, and his breakfast (a eluqi an l two eggs) was sent from tho "Cook." Twistloton, having hoard that Foss, his clerk, had to say on the subject of retainers, dismissed hint. Then he Mummed down the windows, which I had opened to lot in what fresh air there was in Old Square, carefully closed tho door, lot, himself Into tho hard chair in front of ids writing table, and idly loaned over the papers whieh were in front of him. At length the outer door was hoard to close; Foss had departed, and Twistloton broke silence. Penrose, my dear follow, I'm un comfortable." Twistloton, I may remark, was al--ways on the best of terms with me, and treated mo as a friend, for I boltovo I was useful to him. 1 hud mudo grout way in his ntl'eotlons by solemnly ad vising him to marry Miss Travel's when j 6a w ho was bent on doing so; but, since Ids marriage, I am not sure that lids course of conduct of mine hud been altogether to my advantage. 1 looked to lilm for a further explanation, which I saw was coming. Tonroso, my dour, follow, who do you think is at Lady Rurndoro's?" J shook my head, being utterly In ig norance. Charley Colston," replied Twistlo ton, trying to carvo his whiskers with tho paper knife, "Charley Colston." Xouv Charley Colston! It was well known that ho had paid his addresses to pretty Mrs. Twistloton in former days, and report said sho had encour aged them. No wonder Twistloton was excited. I know him to bo of an ex tremely jealous nature. "Now mark mo, , Penrose," said Twistloton, shaking his forefinger at mo as ho would at Lord Usher in the Appeal Court "what took place yes terday when I was playing tennis? The whole time, sir, ho and she were talk ing and chatting together, and laugh ingyes, laughing! Porhjip at my play, for I played abominably; I know it. I could not boar to see thorn." Twistloton's tennis was never first rate. He had begun to piny too late In life. He was an annoying partner, ns lie always insisted on leading, tak ing all tho diflicult strokes, and failing at them. Ho was a still more objec tionable opponent, as ho was always taking technical objections on points of practice. Still, however badly one plays, it is not pleasant to bo laughed at, even by olio's wife. I tried to soothe Twistloton, but ho interrupted me: "Now, there is another point I desire to urge." Twistloton always spokt us though ho was addressing tho Court of Appeal. "When I asked my wife to eoino buck to-day, she point blank re fused. What do" you think of that?" "Nothing whatever," I answered. "Sho had arranged to stay, and, you are going down on Saturday again. I think you are making mountains out of molehills." "I hope I am, Penrose; I hope lam," replied Twistloton mournfully; "but you didn't see them I did;" and Twis tloton sighed deeply. Then tho sdbject dropped, and we got to work on a small ease. Soon, Twistloton, with a self-complacent smilo'oii his countenance, was playing an opinion on his typewriter. It was to him, I believe, as though each note he struck produced a deep mellow tone, and not a capital or sm ill Homan. I can remember when Twistloton first hud bin typewriter. In those days he used to sit at it for hours, practising; hitting first one nolo and then tho other, at intervals varying between ten seconds and two or three minutes, every now and then using the most horrible language, as ho put a capital for a small Roman or missed a space. Then Ills ell'orts looked as though thoy were tho productions of six drunken printers who had each taken an absent comrade's work for the day; and thoy were always copied before thoy wont to tho clients. Now tho machine went click, click, click, evenly and merrily. Twistloton was a perfect master of it. I have soon him write with it with his eyes shut. 1 have no doubt that if ho could have stood on his head, and if it had been consonant with tho dignity of a Queen's counsel to do so, ho could have played his instrument in that posture. Tho opinion finished, Twistloton, who was a very methodical man, put a fresh sheet of paper in readiness to commence again, folded and signed what ho had written, and bade mo good-night. His last words to mo wore: "I hope you nro right about Charloy Colston." "I am sure of it," I said. "I wish 1 were." To-morrow wo were to have a long day at Runeonilo versus Radger. Whon 1 arrived in tho morning Twis tloton was at breakfast. I no sooner entered than ho sot down his egg spoon, and, rushing to mo with a piece of paper, thrust it into my hands. "Read that," ho cried excitedly "road that," I not iced that Twistloton scorned un well. There was a wild look in his eyes. His chop was untouched a re versal of Twistloton's procedure at breakfast, which was more extra-mil-nary to mo than his strange appear ance. Tne egg he was eating was, to to any one with a sense ot smell, mani festly u bad one; a most protontous fact to me. who rnuionihor hearing Twistloton who never knew any crimi nal law seriously toll the boy from the "Cock" that ho believed a bill of attainder would lie against him for bringing him a bad egg. What did it all mean? I looked at tho paper in my hum!; on it were two words, neatly printed "Charley Colston." I stared blankly at Twistloton. What djd it moan? Twistloton was shaking visibly. Do you believe in ghosts?" he asked anxiously, "Certainly not," I replied. "Ah!" sighed Twistloton, and added sontontiouly: " 'There are more things in Heaven and earth than are dreamt of in vour philosophy.' " This wns the only quotation 1 ever heard him utter that did not come from tho Law Reports. ,1 believe he fuueied it was a phruso he had in vented in Ids early youth when he first began to believe in ghosts. "If you don't believe in ghosts who wrote that message, on my type writer?" Twistloton's manner was very Im pressive. I felt like a witness com mitting perjury. "I tell you, I found it this morning when I went to write a letter just be fore breakfast. Who wrote it?" lie shouted. "Who wrote it? 1 will know." "Perhaps Foss," I suggested. "He lias not been here, and can't use the typewriter." 1 had heard him say so, but did not believe it. Foss was afraid of over working himself, and so did not choose to leurn It, but any fool could use It If he liked to learn. My opinion was tliut Foss could use It. 'Ho was li"ko tho monkeys, who as tho negro said,' could talk if they would, but knew if they did they would be mudo to work." "How about tho laundress?" I sug gested. "Ah! the laundress," repeated Twis tloton. thoughtfully; "the laundress." So Mrs. Huttick, tho laundress, was sent for when Foss came in; but sho de nied all knowledge of tho typewriter oi the writing, making a new suggestion, which did not, to our thinking, much advance the solution of tho mystery, and that was that the culprit was tin cut. "It is a message," said Twistleton, mysteriously; "a message!" "Nonsense!" I said. "Some fellow has strolled in, and written the name for fun." "Fun!" cried Twistleton, indignantly. "Fun!" And thou more quietly: "No, I urn sure of it; it is a message." Very little of Runcombo versus Radger could I get into Twistloton's head that day. Plans and specifica tions ho seemed not to understand; th the seductive literary stylo of the affi davit had no charm for him. He could only gaze at the paper in his bund, and murmur over and anon: "A mes sage!" I saw it was best to humor him, and at my suggestion tho typewriter was locked up that night, and ho took the key with him into his bed-room. We hud hud a rattling good dinner togeth er, and when 1 left Twistloton ho was in much better spirits. "If the ghost comes to-night ho won't bo able to got at tho typewriter, any how." I said laughing. "Hush! I don't know," replied Twis tleton, solemnly. "It is no jesting sub ject." I wont my way, wondering how a man with Twistloton's practice could believe in ghosts, and who tho deuce hud written Charley Colston's name on the .typewriter. Tho next morning I walked down to Twistloton's directly after breakfast. I found him to bo in tho wildest imag inable condition. Ho had taken every precaution, locking up the typewriter, placing the key under his pillow; and yet, here was tho message, as ho called it, printed in clear, faultless style: "Charley Colston. Ho is with your wife. Charloy Colston." "I must go. I must go. Oh! Pen rose, what shall I do?" ho cried in agony, as I entered tho room. "Co?" I said; "and who is to lead in Runcombo versus Radger?" Ho was silent, and buried all of his face, except his whiskers, in his hands. Even Ids hands, largo and uncouth as thoy were, could not contain his whiskers. "Think ol Writson and Clame. What will thoy say?" I urged, seeing the c fleet 1113' words had on him. "They rely 011 you in this ease." The name of this eminent firm seemed to calm Twistleton to some ex tent. "My dour Penrose," ho said in a trembling voice, "this is a message; I am sure of it. Rut I will do my duty; I will stay by my clients." "Twistleton, you speak like a Queen's counsel and a man of honor," 1 said, seizing him by the hand, proud to shako it. "If it is a message," I added, to humor him, "it will come again to-night. I will tell you what wo will do. Wo will wateh tho typo writer all night," Twistloton wrung my hand with gratitude at this suggestion of mino and calmed himself. 1 made him eat som'j of his cold chop, and sont for some brandy ami water for him, in stead of the tea, which had already stood lit tho teapot for more than an hour. Then I endeavored to coach liini in Runcombo versus Radger, but with small success. Then we went over to the Appeal Court, in which I look my seat; for, though I was not briefed in the case, I had nothing else to do, and was interested in seeing how Twistloton got on with it. He was very able at picking up a oaso as he went along, and the Court of Apjoul stood greatly in uwe of him. I had never seen him ns nervous us he was to-day not even on his wedding day and I was quite frightened for him. Lord Usher, M. R., supported by Sinugg, L. .1.. and Suinmerbosli, L. J., formed the court. Twistleton came in late; ho had boon at a consultation. As he entered I heard two solicitors' clerks say to each other: "Who "is that with the whisker?.?" "Twistloton, Q. C; he has tho big gest practice at the bur." "Ho looks like a boiled owl," sug gested his companion. "Drinks, I believe," was the reply. This was horrible, for Twistleton was a follower of Prebendary Falutin, tho groat teetotaler. Rut certainly Twistleton had a dissi pated look this morning, His eyes were red, and the lines under his eyes wore very dark nnd hollow; his cheeks were pule and yellow, Something of this kind, 1 fancy, the Muster of the Rolls remarked to Lord Justice Sinugg, who nodded assent. Twistleton rose to open tho case, which wns a very intricate one, and Lord Usher, according to his constant practice, interrupted him with tho reg ularity of a piece of clockwork every two and a half minutes, and thru won dered why he did not understand tho case and shook himself impatiently. Much to Lord Usher's astonishment, Twistleton did not delivor any of thoso stinging retorts by whieh he was wont to keep tho Court of Appeal in order, and frighten their lordships into decid ing In Ids favor. On noticing this Lord Usher began to chull' and rally Twistleton In a manner that wns the admiration of the junior bar, tho two Lords Justices, and, not least of all, of tli Master of the Rolls himself. At loiw:th Twistleton, in exuatlat- ing on tho merit? of Bttn ombo's sewing machine, alluded to It is a typewriter. Whereupon L ml Usher aid, with a humorous leer, that if it had been a question of typewriters, no doubt Mr. Twistloton, would have bcpn called as a specialist to give evidence, and would not have been arguing the case before them. At which those in the court who know of Twistloton's fud tittered; and ids Lordship's namesakes who stand about the court put their hands before their faces and shook visi bly for a moment or two, and then called out "Hush!" and looked angry. Rut Twistleton lost his temper owr this and asked his Lordship if his Lord ship meant to hint that tho Court did not want to hear him, and intinntcd his intention, if such was tho case, of sit ting down. And then the whole court was really quite silent for a minute or two, in anticipation of a row; and every one ceased to fidget and paid close at tention to Lord Usher; to hear him, with Ids blandest and most urbane of -miles, explaining how it was the groat privilege of that court to listen to Mr. Twistleton. and what a high value they set upon that privilege, and how it was quite Inconceivable to him (Lord Usher) that ho (Mr. Twistloton) could imagine for a moment that this court or any other court should wish h'i to sit down. Whereupon Twistlctutn murmured that his Lordship was very good, meaning thereby that ho should like to bo with his Lordship in a small room where ho could give him a bit of his mind. Then the case proceeded quite regularly, until Twistleton handed Lord Usher a lot of papers to explain his case; and Lord Usher coming to one, said, with a knowing side glance at Sinugg, L. J., that, from tho handwriting, it must be a note of Mr. Twistloton's in another case; as ho did not know that any one of the name of Charles Colston was a party to this case. And what would have happened then 1 don't know; only the court rose for lunch. I heard two or three people say that lay that "Twistleton, poor fellow, was doing more work than lie ought to;"that "Twistloton was a clever fellow, but he ;-ould not ufl'ord fo burn the candle at both ends." Indeed, Tw'stloton's it range conduct in Runcombo versus Radger was the general topic of con versation in the robing-roo'in. When Twistleton came out of court 1 had tho greatest difficulty to prevent him from rushing down to Norfolk by the night train. Ho was sure it was rue; he believed 111 the message. 1 calmed him down, and we hud dinner together at my club. He had to con tinue his speech in tho morning. I tried to couch him in Runcombo versus Radger, hut it was of no avail. I do not think lie even know for which side he was appearing. We agreed that we would sit up in 'vatches and so keep our eyes on the typewriter all night. There was a sofa in the recess of the window, and Twis tleton sent me to bed and placed him self on this. I bade hit;; good-night, and look his bed for thOMirst half of tho night. About two o'clock in the morn ing 1 woke and went to Twistleton. Ho was wide awake, reading some papers, on the sofa. "Have you seen any thing?" I asked. "Nothing whatever," he replied. "Nor heard any thing?" "Not a sound." We took the lamp to the tyjewriter and opened it. There was the sheet of paper as he always left it, untouched. Twistleton locked it up again and took the key. "Put it. under your pillow." "I will," he replied; "it's very good of you to sit up like this." "It's nothing at all, I assure you," I answered. "Koep strict watch, won't you?" "I promise you," I said. Twistleton shook me by tho hand, with emotion, and went out; he looked very ill and wretched. I thought, anil was sorry for him. Was it a ghost's message or what that was making his life a burden to him? Should I solve the mystery to-night? I waited about an hourand a half. The dawn came peeping through the painted shutters and made the lamp look dim. 1 was almost dozing in fact, 1 had shut my eves and lost con sciousness for perhaps a minute, per haps more. A sharp clicking sound awoke me. It was tho typewriter. There, seated on a chair in front of it. playing nimbly on the queer instru ment, was a white, misty figure. It had finished. It closed the cover down and turned the key. It wheeled round to tho door, and I saw tho face and whiskers I know so well; It was Twistle ton himself. My first impulse was to wake him, but I had heard that it was dangerous to wake persons walking in their sleep. He wanted all tho sloop lie could get, so I decided to let him alone, to walk down to my own chambers and get some more rest myself. When 1 got out into Old Square I could not help roaring with laughter. It was too funny. Tho idea of old Twistleton writing messages to himself on tho typewriter, and being frightened wit of liis wits by them. What a story to toll against him! No one would bcliovo it, it was too good to bo true. I awoke a little late next morning, but went straight down to Old Square before breakfast. Alas! I was too late. There was Foss in misery over a hasty scrawl of Twistloton's. Ho ifad gone to Rarndoro by the early train; Foss was to make any excuse he thought lit to Writson and Clame. There was the typewriter shattered into a thou sand pieces. Its intricate machinery n shapeless chaos. 1 shuddered to think what would happen if thorn waswny thlng botweon Charley Colston and Mrs. Twistloton. In town evorr ono was Oikiuir what had become of Twistleton. Tho rumor wont round the law courts that ho was insane. I maintained a discreet silence. Mr, Clame was almost crying as Slokoaeli, murmuring something about "bad ' news and his learned leader," roso to continue Twistloton's opening. Lord Usher, unrestrained by the presence of Twistloton. made tho Court of Appeal a place of fiery tor ment to that eminent elderly junior, Mr. Stokoaeh. Rustle, Q. C, for Radgcf, was not even called upon to reply; Runcombo and another wore dismissed, with costs. The early train stopped, as I know, at every station, forty in number. I could imagine poor Twistloton's state of mind as ho pottered along in a slow train to Rarndoro. He arrived at tho house about breakfast time I have the story from Grimbleton, who was there lie came into the breakfast-room, and his appearance elicited a shout of sur prise. "What has become of Ruucombc ver sus Radger?" cried Lord Rarndoro. "Settled, oil?" "Not that I know of," muttered Twistleton, sulkily; and then, looking around fiercely, "asked: "Whore's my wife?" "Not down yet," replied L.ird Rarn doro. Twistleton looked hastily round, as fiiough in search of somo one else, and then tore up-stairs to his wife's room. Tho whole company looked at oacli other in silence. There was somo explanation about "bad news," but the TwNtlotons never went into mourning, and Mrs, Twistle ton seemed very merry all that day. It is true Twistloton shut himself up a good deal. Grimbleton told me that he never understood the whole busi ness in the least; in fact, in Twistlo ton's circle it was a nine days' won der. Ry the bye, I almost forgot to mention that Charley Colston left Rarndoro to bo married in Scotland Vie day after Twistleton camo to town. When Twistleton returned to Oltl Square iio was a sadder and wiser man. He gave up believing in ghosts, and did not buy another typewriter. I told Twistleton that 1 would not let the mutter go any further, and I men tioned at the time that he might get me the junior brief in Runcornl)" versus Radger, which went to the House of Lords, where, through Twistloton's clear arguments Lord Usher and Lords Justices Sinugg and Summer bosh were overruled. That year, mostly through Twistlo ton's iullucuee, my fee book credited me with 2.000. I have kept my secret well, but since Twistleton succeeded Lord Usher as Master of the Roll Lady Twistleton has not called on Mrs. Penrose, and, al though my wife assures me that shr is rather glad of it, she is always telling me now that she does not think so good a story should Ihs lost to tho world as that of "Twistloton's Typewriter." Comrill Magazine. THE HAY CROP. How I'oor Imd Cin !xMmt u Source of Croat I'rollt. Hay is one of the most valuable crops of the country, worth millions of dol lars, and upon it depend the life and well-being of millions of animals. Hay must be had, cost what it will. It is a staple crop. It is true, the price fluct uates somewhat, according to the abundance or scarcity of the crop, but it seldom or never falls below the cost of producing the same. There is al ways a sale for hay, and the farmer has liUle dilliculty in realizing on his crop. Some lands are better adapted to produce hay than others. A clay soil, or any strong, moist soil, is well suited to producing grass, while a light, sandy soil is of little value for the pur pose. Every fanner should raise the crops that his land is liest adapted to pro duce. If ono has good grass land, let him raiso hay and a good crop of it, too. There are writers who contend that it will not pay to top-dress grass lauds, but that tho better way is to cul tivute the bind with hood crops for two or three years, until tho same is in good condition, and then sow to grass, and keep on so as long as a paying crop can beseeured;then plow the land, and treat as before. This may do very well when dressing can not readily be obtained, or it costs too much t secure it, but experience has shown that, us a rule, it will pay well to top dress good grass lands, and it does not take much arithmetic to prove it. Wo have in mind a farm whore the laud is naturally good, but where the crop of hay wns not over u ton to tho aero on all tho land devoted to grass. This land was jdowed and planted one year with potatoes, nnd sowed down again to grass. The crop that followed for tho next three or four years two crops a year generally would average more than three tons, and, in some cases, five tons to tho acre. This hay sold for twenty-live dollars per ton. This land was top drosod as often as every second year, and somo of it every year. - If it pays to raiso hay, it pays tho better to raise largo crops, and it is easy to do this if ono will ue the moans. Wo think there is money in tho hay crop for many farmers who are now quite inditVeront in respect to its value. Cvngrcgationalist. 0 Celery Sauce for Turkey: Roil a head of celery until quite tender, then put it through a sieve; put tho yolk of an egg in a basin, and boat it well with tho strained juice of a lemon; add the celery and a coupluof spoonfuls of liquor in whloh the turkey was boiled; salt and popper to taste. Hoston Uullclin. THc nwUS TRIAL WOncJ. One of Cincinnati's chief industries Is tho manufacturing of lead, fifteen million pouudsof which arc made every year. Near Toronto is being constructed the first steel steamer ever built in Can ada. The engines, however, are being made in Scotland. A now industry recently developed in Hancock County, Maine, is the gath ering of white pine and spruce cones for French and German market. A farmer of New Hope, Cal., who planted five hundred acres In potatoes, has had such an abundant crop that ho calculates that it will yield him $50,000. A Pittsburgh natural gas company is the largest one in tho country. It supplies over four hundred manufac tories and over soyen thousand dwel lings with the entire amount of fuel consumed. Tho total area of pipe lead ing into Pittsburgh is given as 1,311,G02 square inches. Pittsburgh Post. The great bulk of cheap pocket cut lory is punched in dies from sheet steel. Good cutlery is hand-forged, and tho average output per hour for a good workman is from twenty-five to forty blades, according to size, American steel is being used a good deal for this purpose. The blades arc polished 011 walrus hide. Chicago Times. Tiie decline of tho silk industry in India, for which various causes have been assigned, has at length been proven by Mr. Wool Mason, an English natur alist, to be duo to a destructive parasitic disease of the Worms. The ulVectiou seems, to be identical with "pebrine," which ravaged French silkworm nur series from IS t'J to 18Gf, and was eradi cated from Europe by the discoveries of Pas t eu - Mm nsa w Tra vclcr. California made in 188(3 23,000,00a gallons of wine, against but 7,500.000 last year. The S.in Francisco Call says 10,000.000 pounds of grapes have been shipped East as table fruit, 00,000,000 pound? made into raisins, '20,0 )0,OOJ pound" made into brandy and over 21, 5)00,000 pounds made into wine. The eastward shipments of lemons, limes and oranges will bo twice as- largo as they were l.nt year, it is S'lid, owing to a reduction in freight charges. In the town of Clymer, Chautauqua County, N. Y., is a large settlement of Hollanders, the oldest members of which brought from their fatherland the simple manners and industrious habits which have always been characteristic of that race. Nearly without exception thoy are engaged in general funning and dairying, and to supplement their farm labors they have introduced an industry which is carried on in no other place in the Union. This is tho making of the wooden shoes, or clogs, which are so common in Holland and somo other foreign countries., Hutf'ulo Express. A Pittsburgh correspondent tells of a man named Cook, 'at Mansfield, O., who has spent a largo portion of his lifo and some $80,000 in electrical con struction and other work. First ids ell'orts were concentrated on a Hying machine. This, of course, was a fail ure. Then an evaporating pan for sorghum realized somo $10,000, and with this ho plunged into the field of electrical invention. He is now at work on an electrical contrivance for perpet ual motion, from which he expects to realize $'o,00J,00J. It is described as wonderful piece of mechanism. "iJolm," Bam nit. u...r., rs your birthday, isn't it?" "Yes, my dear." "Wefl, 1 have a birthday pres ent for you. See here." "A pair of opera glasses! How thoughtful of you, my dear." "Yes; you see, John, they will save you from becoming bald headed." "How, my dear?" "You can see tho performance without sitting in the front row." Puck. Strive everywhere and, in all things to bo at peace. If trouble conies from within or without, treat it peacefully. If joy comes, receive it peacefully, without excitement. If we must needs lieu from evil, let us do it calmly, without agitation, or we may stumble and fall in our haste. Iet us do good peace fully, or our hurry will lead us into end less" faults. Even repentance is work which should bo carried on peacefully. S. Fruw'.is de Sales. ET FAULTLESS FAMILY MEDICINE "I have used Simmons Liver Regulator for many years, hav ing made It my only Family Medicine. My mother before mo was very partial to It. It Is n safe, good and rellablo medi cine for nny disorder of the system, and If xised In time is yrrtit prrveittlv of niekitr. I often recommend It to my frloiuls, irud shall continue to do so. ,,. "Rev. James M. Itolllns, "Pastor it. KChurch, So. Fairfield, Va." 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