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n u COUNTY ITEMIZER. J . 8 . X cC M N , Pu blinker. DALL 4 B, OREGON THE GOLDEN IiL B : ARRAN FRON AYR. BY DINAH NT LOCK CRAIK. Deep li t In distant a a It lie* The morning tsdovs float and fall The noontiaf cloud* above It rise, Then drop, a* white aa vlrgil's pall. And sometimes, when tha shroud uplifts. The fax green fields show strange and fair; Mute waterfalls in sll?er rifts Sparkle adown the hillside bare. Bat ah! mists father, mors and more: And though the blue sky has no tear And the sea laughs with light all o'er, The lovely Island disappears. O vanished island of the blest! O dream of all things pure and high! Hid In deep i. as faithful breast ned to die HldM I ovm that have but Whether on seas dividing t Or led through fertile lands the white, Better lose all things than have lost The memory of the morning isle. For lo! when gloaming shadows glide; And all is calm In earth and air, Above the hea vis; o f the tide T h j lensiy island rises fair. Its purple peaks shine, outlined grand And clear, as noble lives nigh done; While stretches bright from land to land The broad sea-pathway to tke sun. He wraps it in his glory’s blase. He stoops to kiss its forehead cold; And. all transfigured by the rays. It gleams—an h ie o f molten gold. The bud may »et, the shadM descend. Earth sleep, and yet while sleeping smile; But it will live unto life’s end— That vision of the Golden Isle. LIKE MAN, LIKE HUSBAND. Mr. M .rou s Wilkinson sat alone in bis office, with a dainty tittle perfumed note between bis Angers, and a puzzled frown npon bis brow. The note, directed in u graceful feminine band, was brief: D e a r G u a r d ia n : I will be at the of floe at ten in the morning, to consult yon upon a matter o f importance. M il l ie . " A matter of im portance," muttered Mr. W ilkinson, twisting the note ner vously. “ 0an my fears be true? Has rsA */> --------------- in flrril n»*»nnl,^ Very young, only eigtiteen, M illie Bentley hod born early the sorrows of life. Her father, having been wealthy, boil failed in business, nud committed suicide. Her mother, delicate and help less, had fought poverty feebly for two years, and sinking under privation and toil bad oontraetod a fatal disease. Whou all hope of life was over, news came that M illie's uncle, dying abroad, had left a large fortune to bis only sister. A will was mode by the dying woman, leaving her own too lately woo independence to .M illie, appointing their old friend, Marcus W ilkinson, guardian to the heir ess. Sorrowing and womanly beyond her years, M illie had turned from her own grief to solaoe some of the trials o f those with whom her own poverty bad made her familiar. A cousin hail come at Mr. Wilkinson's request to make a home for bis ward, and she resumed many long interrupted studies. But a large portion of her time was spent in the humble homes of those who had been her mother's friends in the dark days of her widowhood; and her gentle charities soon extended far be. yond the small circle. She had beon an orphan for two years on the day when she came to seek Mr. W ilkinson, as already described, ami the sorrows of her life had loBt some of their bitter sting, leaving only a gentle sad ness behind. "W e ll, M ollie,” the old gentloman said, "w h a t brings to me the pleasure of seeing yon to-day?” “ It is about m yself,” M illie said, the softest rose tints flashing in her cheeks. ‘ ‘ Dear me! I don’t know how you ever took snoh an insignifloant person into consideration at all. “ Now Uncle Marc, please don’t toaso m e." "S h e wants something enourm ous," said the old gentleman, mentally ad dressing the walls. "W henever I am Uncle Marc, I know what to expect ■ ext.” B at jnst then the kindly man detected signs of trouble in M illie’s lace; and the jesting voice was turned to one of tender gravity. "W h a t is it, my child?” "C y ril Ormsby came to me last even ing, and he will com e here to-day; hut I wanted to see you first. He wants me to be liis wife, Uncle Marc, and” —she hesitated—"y o u do not like him?” "W h o told you that?" “ No one; I see it m yself.” " W e ll, you are right. I do not like him. But my like or dislike has no con trol over you .” " N o oon trol!” Minnie's voice was piln- ons. "Please don't talk that way. I come to yon just os I would have gone to my father." "T here, dear, I was wrong. Tell me, then, as yon would yonr own futher, do you love Mr. Ormsby?" " I think he is the noblest man I ever knew. If yoa see him with my poor peoule, bow gentle and ooarteous he is, yon would like him, too. He lias given me so much sympathy in my work, Un cle Mare, feeling as I do that the possession of great wealth is but a stew ardship.” “ And so won yonr love?” “ My respect and admiratipn, nnclc. I cannot yet realize that a man so noble and so good can really desire my com panionship and help in bis life. But, eiDce he does, I am glad and proud that to have won nis confidence." “ H em — yee! Enthusiastic, but hesrt w hole!” was Hr.W ilkinson's mental com ment. "S uppose yoa end I go for a , walk?” he addtnl, aloud. 1 " A walk?” Millie said, in a tone of surprise. “ Yes, I have a friend or two I should like to have you see. When we come beck I will tell you why I dislike Cyril Ormsby, if,” he added mentally, "y o u have not already found ou t.” It was not exactly sneli a walk an one would have mapped out for a gentle mao’s invitation to a young, beantifal girl; bat M illie followed, of coarse, M o o in g npon tbe arm o f her gaardisn, wondering o little, bnt never hesitating, peat the respectable portion of the city, to o quarter known eo tbe "F actory B ow ,” a plaoe where Mr. Wilkinson had ■over before allowed hie ward to go; for there w e n apt to be fevers and oonta- geous diseaaes larking th en . It ley low and wee unhealthy, ted the houses w. re of the meaner! description. "F o r a noble philanthropist, psrily owning them factories and this qnsrtrr, Mr. Ormsby easts neglectful,'' said Mr. Wilkinson, dryly. " I bars sn interest in the factories, aa yon o n sw a n , but It M m OM o f these wretched houses. I Ormnby’s.' KBtwfijÄ, rity Jot drink; they i h» gins thorn, till hi hit rfbtfei todo U l i -,. “ O h! step in here.” It was a poor place, scantily fam ished sad cheerless, Upon a cot bed a woman lay in the lost stages of conanmptiou. She looked up eagerly to Mr. W ilkin son. “ I hope you aro better,” he said, kindly. ‘ ‘ N o; I shall never^be better. If I may only die in peace, it is all I ask.” “ Mr. Ormsby will not disturb you now?” “ Jennie has gone to him. Yesterday he sent word that if the rent was not ready to-day at twelve, out we must go. I ’ ve paid it regularly for five years, but be don ’t think of that. All Jennie’s made the last month she has had to pay for fire and wood. Bhe’s bnt fitteen.and her pay is sm ell.” “ What do you tw o Cyril Ormsby?” “ Thirty shillings'” “ And if he is not paid to-day ho will put you ont in the street to die?” “ He says the workhouse is the place for paupers.” At this moment a slim, pale girl of fifteen came in, crying bitterly. “ Mr. Wilkinson was out,” she began, and then seeing her visitors, she cried, eagerly, “ O b, Mr. W ilkinson, you will not let mother be put out in the street. I ’ll pay every penny, sir, if you will only wait until she is bettor, and I can get my fall time to work.” “ Have you seen Mr. Ormsby to-day?” the old gentleman asked. "Y es, sir. He said he had no time to hear any whining. The agent will be here at twelve, and if the money is not paid he will pat us out.” "M a y I?” whispered Millie. "J u st as you please, my dear. P er haps this dying woman or child will drink up your charity.” "H u sh , hush!” “ So tenderly, so deliostoly Millie gave her charity that there was only deepest gratitude awakened without the galling sense of obligation. She left more tbau sufficient for some weeks, and promised to send delicacies for the invalid. No word of herself passed her lips until they were once more in the narrow street. "O h , Uncle Marc,” she said, "can it be true that he is so hard, so false to me?” " " 'a i t , ' was the lwiof reply. y went into the wide courtyard in space stood the four great fac- the joint property of Marcus ism and Cyril Orm sby, long be- ivided by the entirely opposite iment of these two into two dis- lepartments—one entirely under itiol of tbe elder, the other of the >r man. kinson's absurd soft heurteduess," il mentally characterized it, had ilia division absolutely necessary, it was Dot into his own kindly rd, well ordered departments that Marcns Wilkinson led his ward. He turned into a small room, whore a pale man wus busily writing, and at the same time overlooking a long room, where about soventv girls were at work before busily whirling machinery. "G o o d morning, Watkins,” the old gentleman said, “ I was in hopes that yon were taking a holiday.” “ Thank yon, sir,” was the reply in a dejected tone. “ I can’ t well quit work, sir. There's the wife and six little ones, you see.” “ Have yon told Mr. Ormsby tho doctor says your lifo depends upon a few weeks of rest and pure ail?” “ Yes, sir. H e’s not keeping me; but ho says if I go he must fill my place— and that means starvation for my family. I could never get a new situation as feeble as I am now.” “ How long havo you been here, Mr. Watkins?” "Seventeen years, sir. I was with old Mr. Ormsby before you came sir.” " A faithful servant seventeen years!" said Mr. Wilkinson in a low tone; "an d a few weeks’ rest may save his life!” At this moment Millie shrank a little nearer her guardian. Through the win- dow from which Mr. Watkins overlooked the long room she could see Cyril Orms by, walking briskly about, his voice harsh and imperative, finding fault here and there, and keonly scrutinizing every item of the work. Not a face in the long room was brightened by tho presence of the muster. Fingers worked mure rapid ly, eyes were fastened persistently upon the kiouis, and every one seemed aware of a stern taskmaster’s gaze. But Mr. Wilkinson obeyed the mute petition ex pressed in the looks of his ward, and led M illie out in the wide passage again to another workroom. It were too tediona a task to follow every step as they passed from room to room, everywhere meeting some assnr unoes of Mr. W ilkinson’B own hold upon the hearts of the "hands” and their terror of Cyril Ormsby's harshness. Ont ugaiu amongst the squalid lioinca, where her gtiurdian had no control, hut bestowed his kindly charity without os tentation; and here, more eloquently than ever Millie heard how cruel a m ock ery were all the schemes of charity and philanthropy that had beon poured into her ear. It needed no apoken word from her guardian to tell her that the noble wordB uttered to win her wero hut those of hypocrisy, which knew how it could best plead its cause with her. One ami another turning to Mr. Wilkinson ns to a friend, unuwaro of tho torture o f their words to tho kindly lady beside him, told of eruol exactions *of work in sickness or trouble, of olosest calculation of timo, and of small wages and heavy rents. “ If wo won't live here and pay wo got no work in the factories,” one said,when asked why he did u otecoka more healthy quarter. " I am doing overtime to pay for my child's funeral,” one said, “ for 1 lost the wages for three days I stayed by to see her die and to bnry her.” " I am uneasy about the rent," another said, "to r 1 lost a week by a full on the ice, and it’s hard making it np again.” Not one word of kindly sympathy, of help in trouble or sickness. The "h a n d s” under Cyril Ormabv were simply human machines to do so mnch work, sick or well to pay the price of an hour or day of idleness, no matter how necessary. There was no word apoken as Mr. Wilkinson and Millie walked to the office again. Once there the old gentle man spoke very gravely. "A s your gaardisn, Millie, I can speak to you no word against Cyril Ormsby. He is a rich man, of good social position, o f it- reproacksble moral reputation, and a man whose standing in business circles is of the highest. A man who is a good match in every w c l lly sense. Ho much for your guardian. As yonr friend, my pearl, who loves j i n , who knows every noble impulse of y,.nr pure soul—as that friend I tell yon I would rather see you lying beside your mother than the broken-hearted wife o f such a mao as Cyril Ormsby.” “ I came to you its a friend, aa almost a father,” said Millie, "a n d I thank yon for keeping me from a life long misery. To know my hushend such a man as I now know Cyril Ormsby to be would, as you say, break my heart? “ I would not tell you ," said her guar dian, " fo r you know I dislike him, and might have thought that dislike preju diced me. But Millie, tell me yon will not let this day's work shallow your life. Yoa did not love Cyril, Millie? “ No. I reverenced what I believed a noble, generous nature. That rever- •mee a mockery, I shall never breek my heart for a m in I thoroughly deepise, Unele Mare." And so H happened that Cyril Orms by, com ing to claim tha fortune he c e llared to he within bis grasp, met only , Mr Wilkinson, with Millie's polite but distinct refusal to resign herself or her tortune to his keeping. Bnt he never knew how it was that Millie learned the true value of liis hol low words of charity aud philsuthropy. Bull Run Battle Field. W e got a good dinner at Mauusses.and hiring a team aud driver we set out for the battle field of Ball Iir.n, foiir miles distance, over the same road that Beau regard traveled to meet McDowul, July 21, 18C1. The trouble now is not what to say but what not to say in a single letter. Briefly, then, the sonth was massing for battle at this point. You can to this day see miles of earthworks. Fort Beaure gard is still an im|x>sing piece o. fortifi cation, earthwork with beech trees, peor trees, willows, and in fact, all kinds of wild os well as tame woods climbing over. It is too heavy to level down and restore again to the dominion of the plow. But nearly all the other lines and earth forts have quietly surrendered to the hasbanilman, and mounting there to-day, the tall oorn stands in regiments flashing its green, bent sabres in tbe sun. The first ba'-tle of Bull Iiun stands first in the alphabet of great American battles. Greater battles have been fought hereabouts; a greater battle, indeed, on this same ground. Bnt the first has fastened itself on us. There is a savage fascination about which wc who lived on that day cannot escape. And yet it was not yesterday. I saw lounging against a lamp-post here at Manassas not an hour ago, a handsome young south erner pulling at his mnstacho. I approached and asked him o f the bat tie. He had been born since it was fought! Ho you see it was not fought yesterday, this battle of Bull Itun, when the cannon shook the earth even to the shores of Oregon. And do yon know the north played the air o f "D ix ie ” in this first battle? It is so. The south had not yet learned it, but played "T h e Girl I Left Behind M e.” Let us look in upon this buttle field as we look upon the face of one whom we knew nearly a quarter of a century ago. By a wide, well-kept country road, through corn fields and clumps of oak, chestnut, walnut, hick ory aud half a dozen other kinds of scrub trees, some of them badly shot to pieces, we were driven toward the muddy, slug gish, crooked and ugly littlo stream :.f Bull Hun. In this drive of four miles we mot one man od horseback; we passed one man od a horse and a barefoot negro boy on foot, driving a littlo flock of sheep. Overhead I saw a single raven; not a bird, not a squirrel, on either hand; but the crickets and grasshoppers in the corn fields and clumps of wood on either side of us chirped and suDg inces santly. At the end of four miles wo turned through a gate to the right into a field; oows wore scattered here and there around the crescent of the hill; on the crest of the hill stood a long frame furm house; hack o f this house a little brown stono monument to the dead soldiers soldiers; in front of it, in the door yard, a graveyard. Tho bonse which formerly Blood here had been torn to splinters during the battlo. The lady buried in the grave in the door yard was killed here. She was the mother of tho kind old gentleman who now inherits this place. This battle-field was his mother’s farm. It is now his, and he shows yon over it. Ho was teaching school down at Alexandria at the time his mother was killed here; a school teacher for forty years. He aud liis sis- ter live in this old gray house together; no one but these two old deaf people for many n mile about. The peach trees are breaking down under loads of fruit in the heart of the battle-field; a little way down the slope of the hill below the grave in the door-yard. L o o g strings of fat turkeys tread on tangled grass through tho orchard, dinning tho grasshoppers. Below this orchard, half a mile away and curved around in a muddy crescent, but hidden by a young growth of trees, creeps Bull Hun. On tho morning of the battle in tbe broad cornfields, and away out yonder, miles away over tho foothills, the federal bayonets gleamed by tons of thousands. They were march ing for Beauregard’s rear, or rather for tho Midland line, by which ho had come up from the south. He had como out from Manassas, four miles away, to stop this movemont, ns all tho world knows. The north was not to be stopped. Hence the battlo. But this is trenching on his tory, and wo must draw the line. You can see where the south retreated to where stood Jackson,“ like a stone wall.” Back of this house, where the old sohoolmastor lives with his oldest „¡ster, about a hundred yard*, and almost at the top of tho gently sloping hill, on the outer edge of the tall, rank corn, and agsinBt u young growth o f pines, is the plat e whore Jackson got down to pray. And hore it was he sat on his horse, wounded, and held his men in stubborn line that day, while the storm of battlo b e u t Against them, and bo won his singu Inr name. On tho front o f this sloping hill the dead lay thiekest when the fight was done. The corn is rank ami tall. But I do not see us some pretend to when looking over the field of Waterloo, that tho blood of brave men has put any particular mark of vitality npon it. The truth is, if Borne one did not point ont to you all this, yon would know nothing whutever of the battle of Bull Hnu. Nature covers up all such scars; timo heals, tho wounds on the breast of our common mother, ns well as on our own. Wander about here for a week, ns I have done, nnd, save for the one littlo brown stone monument here, the old earth works at Manassus and son e scarred old trees, yoa would not know there had e 'e r been nny battle here. I have picked up one bullet and one button from a soldier's coat; that is all. Bnt on the earthworks near Manassas, under apeach tree, while picking up peaches, I found an Indian arrow head. Think of it, aud follow these two facts : What otlior bat tles, what other races had fought for tho fielda of Virginia ages and ages before ? Not many people came to visit this battlefield. I have seen a thousand at W aterloo for s single visitor here. The great trench where the dead were buried on thia sloping hill immediately under where Stonewall Jackson sat on his horae during the battle, is still a trench. This is a sore that refuses to heal. It has liocome a little drain or rivulet. The bones o f the dead were mostly taken away at the close of the war, and this opened the treoch anew. This portion of the battlefield is a pasture now. A little line of trees has grown •long tbe banks of this trench. Under these rank young trees a good many aleek spotted cattle stood, chewing their cuds and lazily switching flies. You never bear a sound of any kind around here at all, no com ing and going, sa at Waterloo and other groat battlefields of Europe. The trees are turning a little red iu the blnsh of early autnnin. There is a hazy gray atmosphere over all hore, which makes the stillness seem more still; a weary ghost of the smoke of war. In the corners of the old Virginia worm fences tbs wild berry grows rank end red, aa if dripping with blood. The very earth is red, as if tbe bosom of mo- Iher earth bleeds perpetually for her brave deed who fell m tbe battle hare.— Joeqnin Miller. HOUSE AND FARM. ' I AM NOW PREPARED a qti pounds of Hour, two pounds o f butter, Ibree tablespoonfuls of yeast, two pints of milk; make them into a dough aud let them rise. Bake them in tins. To &av to my customers that I have one o f the Mint Sauce for Roast L am b—Take a bunch of spear mint, wash it entirely fiee from dirt and sand, chop it very fine, aud mix with it one gill of vinegar and a quarter o f a pound o f sugar. Cornstarch Cake— One cu p sugar, one half cup buttdr. three eggs, one-third cap milk, one half cup corn starch, one teaspoonful cream tartar, one-half teaspoonful soda; flavor with rose of va nilla. Egg Soup —Boat up an egg in a tea cup, add salt, pepper and pour over it boiling water to cook it a little; butter may be added if desired, also toasted bread or crackers. A variety o f harm - That has been placed on the market o f Dallas. less dishes to suit the capricious appo- tite of an invalid is sometimes difficult to obtain. You will find all tho staplo goods constantly on hand, and at priced Nice Sweet Pickles— For two pounds of fruit take one pound o f sugar and leaving very small margins for profit. half a pint of vinegar, add cloves and You will find our stock of Boots and Shoos completo in quantity and mace to your taste. Boil the liquor and pour over boiling hot six times. They quality, and at prices defying competition. Better goods and lower are good and make a nice variety f j r the table. prices than can bo had clsewhero, TIIE BOSS BOOT BEING A SPE A Good Home Cake —Take four eggs, one cup of butter, two cups of sugar, CIALTY. one quart of flour, half a ca p of sweet It is a conceded fact that our Clothing and Furnishing Goods aro milk, three teaspoonfuls of baking pow der. Beat the yolks of the eggs aud the sugar together; then beat in the butter, cheaper than ever offered before in this market, and we only sell the then the milk, then the whites o f ¿lie best. OREGON CITY CLOTHING A SPECIALTY. eggs beaten until stiff; stir in fionr until thick enough, and add flavor ami baking Dress Goods, Velveteens, Silks and Satins, Laces and Ribbons, La powder. Bake one bonr or a little less. Curry—Take cold chicken, tnrkey, or dies’ Fancy Collarettes and Fichus, Kid and Cashmere Gloves, and all cold lamb, out in small pieces, and put in a frying pan with about a pint or manner o f Fancy Goods will be found especially cheap bargains. Our more of boiling water; let it stow a few goods are up in tho latost styles in this department, and wo shall on- minutes then take the meat out, thicken tbe gravy with a little flour, add a tea- j deavor to keep them so. AND DON’T FORGET THE EMBROID spoonful of curry powder, pepper aud salt to taste, and let it boil up once; ERY. have some rice boiled whole and dry; You will bo astonished at the prices being so low, after pricing goeds put it around the outside of the platter, uuil in the center put the meat, and elsewhere. throw the gravy over the meat, not the rice, and serve. In an ad. it is not possible to name all tho goods in stock, but you Clam Fritters—Prepare a hatter with one cap of flour, tbe yolks o f two eggs will find nearly everything then is usually kept iu a general store. beaten well, one tablespoonful of olive oil, and water or milk enough to make a Please give us an opportunity to show our goods and name prices to very thin better; add to this the beaten whites of tbe eggs. Drain tbe clams, you when you desiro to mako purchases. using the water to mix the batter if yon do not have milk. Chop tho hard part of the clams, ko ping the soft part whole; mix them in the batter and fry in small spoonfuls in deep hot fat, or in Successor to W. C. Brown. small cakes in u spider. If the clams Red Brick, Main St., Dallas, Or. are small they need not be chopped. How to Make Cows Give jM ilk—A writer says that his cow gives all the milk that is wanted in a family of eight, and from it, after taking all that is re quired for othor purposes, 260 pounds of butter were made this year. This is in purt his treatmeut of the cow. If you desire to get a large quantity o f rich milk give your cows every day water warmed and slightly salted, in which tiruD has been stirred at tho rate of one quart to two gallons o f water. You will liua if you have not tried this daily prac tice, that your cow will givo twenty-five OF per cent, more milk immediately under the effect of it, and she will become so attached to the diet as to refuse to drink clear water unless very thirsty. Bnt thiH mess she will diink almsot any time HDd ask for more. Tho amount of this drink necessary is an ordinary water Is still at his old stand, in pail at a time, morning, noon and night. Firm Butter W ithout Ice —In families where tho dairy is small, a good plan to have the batter cool aud firm without ice With an un usually is by the process of evaporation, as prac ticed iu India aud other w arm »ountrics. A cheap plan is to get a very large-sized, pom s, earthen flowor-pot, with a large saucer. Half fill the sauoer with water, set it in a trivet or light stand—such us is used for holding hot irons will do; upon this set your butter; over the whole invert the flower pot, letting.the top or rim of it rest in and be eovered by the water; then close the hole in the bottom of the flower-pot with a cork; then dash water over tbe (lower pot, and repeat the Consisting o f process several-times a day, or whenever it looks dry. If set in a cool place or where the wind can blow on it, it will readily evaporate the water from the pot, and the butter will bn us firm and cool us if taken from an ice-house. MOST COMPLETE FALL & WINTER STOCKS OF GOODS M . M . ELLIS, STILL AT THE HEAD ! ! J. D. LEE, THE PIONEER Low Prices £ Good Goods, T H E W H IT E BRICK, Large Stock of the Most Attractive Goods and Novelties, T liad S te v e n »’ B a p tism . Mrs. Lydia Smith, the quadroon wo man who for twenty-four years managed Thaddens Stevens' household, said the other day to a newspaper correspondent: "O u t of those very windows Mr. Stevens once looked across to yonder pump aud said that he wonld rather go a hundred miles to be administered to by one of those pure, tender sisters whom ho had seen in Washington, than to send across the street there for all the clergymen in the country. On the afternoon of the day of his death, August 11th, 1808, I said to him, ‘ W ould you have any objec tion to being baptised?’ 'N o ,' was the re ply, and jnst after two colored men, many of whom from all parts of the country to pray for his recovery, hud left, two hours before liis death, Sister Lauretta O 'R ielly, of W ashington city, baptised him. A n d,” continued Mrs. Smith, who is a devout Catholic, and claims to .have induced Stevens to this step, " I believe that he is safe in heaven to-uey.” A largo flash o f lightning, distinctly seen, often leaves upon tbe mind an im pression that it has lastod fully a second or more, but it is proved that such is not the fact. Its velocity is at the rate of 288,(MX) miles per second. The utmost duration of a flash from begiuuiug to end is estimated not to exceed the six- tieth part o f a second, though retained upon the retina so rnuoh longer. This may bo proved during a storm on a per fectly dark night by setting a wheel to work so rapidly that in a steady light its spokes appear to blend and become in dividually invisible. It being dark ami the wheel rapidly revolving as above, when a flash of lightning occurs the wheel will appear tq the eye motionleas, overy spoke being distinctly and separ ately visible and still. This was first observed by Wheatstone, and is recorded by him in conjunction wtih ether sim i lar experiments, as conclusive proof that the duration o f the flash is excessively brief. ____________ _____ Ottoman and Brocaded Silks and Ribbons, Ser vian Suitings, English Checked Worsted, Satin Damasse, Armures, Moires ¿j Ottoman Cash meres, Fancy and Staple ------- D R Y GOODS,-------- A full line of Men’s and Boys’ Clothing, Boots and Shoes of all grades, HARDWARE, GROCERIES & CROCKERY. I will continue my regular importations of Foster’s Kid Gloves, Sailer Lewin Co.’s Philadelphia Fine Shoes, Giant Steam Boots, and my own brand Basket Fired Natural Leaf Tea. 66 BED R O C K PRICES. <— 99 J Main Street, The New York W orld prints a list of seventy New York widows and fifteen un J. N. SM ITH. married female legatees, whose ttuited wealth is about $123,000,000. The wealthiest are Mrs. A .T . Htewart, $10,- 000,<X'0; Mrs. E. I). Morgan, $5,000,(MW; Mrs. Marshall O. Roberta, $5,000,000; Mia. Edwin Htevens, $7,000,000; Mrs. Paran Htevens. $3,000,000; Mrs. Moses Taylor, $0,000.000; Mrs. Cornelias Van derbilt, $5,000,000; Mrs. Jam»'» Brown, $3,000,000. The) richest unmarried lady is Catherine W olfe, $2,000 000, who also leads tbe whole list io noble and nnos tentations charities. * JOHNSON, LUNN & CO., d e a l e r s in Dry Goods, Clothing. S ate, Caps, Boots and Shoos, A fa ll lin e o f F u rn ish in g G oods nnd S ta ple G r o ceries w h ich tee a r c p rep a red lo sell A T T U F I F U 1 L O WEST It A TES. A ll Kinds cf Farm Produce taken in Exchange for Goods. JOHNSON, LUNN & CO., Com m ercial Street, Salem, Closing Out Sale! $ 15,000 STO C K OF GO O DS ! To be Slaughtered in the next Ninety Days, as we desire to Retire from Business. Those wishing to purchase will do well to call upon us before making their selections. To our line of LADIES’ DRESS GOODS, BOOTS, SHOES, and GENTLEMEN’S CLOTHING we call your special attention. N. B.-Those indebted to us MUST SETTLE before the 15th of November, BETTMAN & ROSENBLATT, M a i n S t., D a ll a s , O r e g o n . DALLAS PHARMACY. B. M. SMITH, Successor to J. L. H Y lf E . Cor. Main & Mill Sts., - Dallas, Oregon. Huving purchased the wcll-kuown cornor Drug Store, I havo replaced tho old stock with a now and COMPLETE ASSORTMENT ----- O F ------ Drugs, Chemicals, Patent Medicines, TOILET ARTICLES, Etc., Etc. Also, a full Assortment of PAINTS, OILS, B R U S H E S , And everything pertaining to a FIRST-CLASS DRUG STORE. I h a v e a ls o scou red th e se rv ic e s o f a c o m p e te n t a n d e x p e rie n c e d P H A R M A C IS T fro m th e E a st, w h o w ill b e fo u n d at th e S to re at a ll h o u rs, B A Y O R N I G H T . W e m a k e a S p ec ia lty o f lin in g P re sc r ip tio n s a n d F a m ily R e c ip e s w ith th e b e st o f D ru g s, a n d at r e a s o n a b le ra tes. G IV E H. W . LYON S. LYONS IT S & .A. C A L L ! C. P. SULLIVAN. SULLIVAN,' REAL ESTATE AGENTS, DALLAS, POLK COUNTY, OR. We have for sale on easy terms, farms of all sizes from forty acres upward. Also, GOVERNMENT AND RAILROAD LAND, TIMBER LANDS, STOCK RANCHES, TOWN PROPERTY, SA W MILLS, ETC., ETC., ETC. Parties nislmi" to Bny or Sell should call ami seo us. DALLAS, OREGON. GEO. K. GOO D S M IT H & GOOD, : ^ ~ A L L INQUIRIES CONCERNING LAND PROMPTLY ANSWERED. L Y O N 'S & S U L L I V A N , Office on Main Street, two doors North of Post Office. (S u c c e s s o rs to K. S . Ilu b b c ll,) Druggists*- Apothecaries, Moore's Block, Commercial St., Salem, Or. Mrs. Anna M. Oreene, of Newport, R i I., widow of the late Nathaniel Greene, | celebrated her 100th b irth d a j, Nov. 9th | Her husband's father, General Nathaniel ! Greene, was a friend o f George Wash , ington. Her son. Professor G. W . I Greens, Longfellow 's life long friend, died lsst April, while at work npon a life j A cat on a canal boat at Fair Haven, of tbe poet, in fulfillm ent o f an agree-) Conn., notioed The other night that tbs ment that the one who died last should gallant ersft had sprnng a leak, and, write a life o f the other. renning to the oabm, awoke tbe captain and his family, so that they got ont and Miss W inslow, the new American Prescription» went ashore, minus even their elotbing, beantf in London, is from Clsveland as druggists. just as the gallant craft weut down. well as her rival, Miss Chamberlain. A lw a y s on h an d , a fu ll lin e o f JA SP E R R. M IL L E R , < » r c c h s s o h m H i n a s .* h i l l h r , DRUCGI8T & APOTHECARY, n i . A I . l K IX P u re a n d F re s h D in g s , D R U G S , C H E M IC A L S , P E R F U M E R Y , TO ILET A R T IC L E S , Stationery, Toilet A rticles, Etc., Eto. Perfhmery, and everything usually found in a first- class Retail Drug Store. Careful Iff Cota ¡founded /»»/ exfterienred A L W A Y S ON H A N D A F IN E L IN E O F MEERSCHAUM PIPES. CIGARS. TOBACCO, ETC. M ill S treet, D alian, O r e g o n . 4 /