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THE *To. 1358. ■IsS In ' la lor u Newspaper )]<n. :Sly son, 1 liou'i kuuw ir roar youthful oow tp-llun Hath brcbdih In the scope of its nebulous plan To wield cuinpicheiislun of I liat one except loa To ". i' ia.-, iL. newspaper man. But if you'll a. ■■■.• to a i, Me doacripllon From one ol tliefr number, I'll do what 1 can To blend in the way if a little preaorlpilon The iiiixlnru that's known as a newspaper i man! Take.,* brain that Is steeped In solution of kknowledK". Most vane.I and picturesque, under the sun: Then add jn-i a pinch of the Milt, if the college, A flavor of wit and a totipoon of fun— For a rclUh lloieraian sauco is the caper— And a mind that will stretch from Beersheba ' to Dan; In fancy or fact, when It conies to the "paper," ■ Or touuhes the heart of the newspaper man! Toa memory that clutches the veriest trifle. And a'hand that is tireless when work's to '>be'don.e, .Add an eye that is quick aa the fti.sh of ariflo And keen as the eagle tlia' Mas la the sun. 'Take strength andanduranee and loyal devo- I tlon And add all the grit and the courage yon can To the heart .that's aa big and as deep aa the . ocean. A iiundred to one on the newspaper man! 4 CONSHOHOCi-.^N, ARIDAY, APRI:. 20, 1894. 1.00 TEA YEAR »r» H.i-Wfwr .1 *Hir: IIM irouiijiunrtw iio Autil Kmilv ■«■ Ini ti<iiiiiht-|ir<ivif-i.ms mill fajel Mini even.K<»niu«;i)ir 'ihar Mian Vu-tonne. wiiiiiiin innwirrtng ihtrilnTP gard to the jiiunanr. The Mat*** Trmrmer received ime •0iilviaarte.lv. I avuM cniidiu-ted at■ once to their <llstrrri|S«UNlietl .tathnr. ■tieiii'i'ul lYuiiiiicr. »l vrh«jii tlu-y .wereniiMlcuiht lustlv promt, ithollffb ilii'tlienetliiysaeity little m-iih h it of (bun ilpt a h \v t tilts of wlute featr anil a ih»«;l> iteiuper. and I li'uinl that lie wait to provide,me with the pro|>e: i«'»iit~<i:l Sentiments, and for tire year* J bad inti vary .busy eamiiiK my fortune Now J .was h9; I was my own mistress, Ae i <bavve said, d-was going aoa»e to Viotomuoitoiniake.her happy The ailienti had feeea ottnred ; my 'fel-low actioiara and J bad wept 'In each others anna Tbe Misses Trimmer had each given rue a token of their esteem in the shape of a good shook, .the gen- •"-■"■ -mi a, mine, aim mo in era! bad presented toe witA * ibadgeof j *°nt its,red ray across the cloth, the Grand Array at ttw Eeemiblic.wbich B!«~«-~—•■« I earnestly Ix^od that Victorine -would never discover amid lng. Run out into molds that are models for men -Add A ceaseloaa encounter with planning and toiling For Lho world of today that is ruled by the pen. -Add the honesty of friendship, the dew of af-fection .And the esprit de corps that gets down to hard pan, -And paste In your hat the whole mortal col-lection As the regular stock of the newspaper manl —New York Sun. ...-., uo»«u uisnuvur niniu «nv aiosavsaious. Wlth*taaw-of ideas that, soothing and boU- .„,, , ^^^^ iB\J^L «f a captain of the Old Doimnicai ilise. as though 1 had beeaasaaali piece •of eggshell china and was ia danger «f breaking. Even the trip was over, i had arrived at Norfolk, 1 had taken the cars to a small station and was uow being conveyed along the road ia the old yellow stage, which I knew of yore. Everything seerned unchanged. There was the same dangerous waahoot,where so many vehicles had been upset; there was the broken bridge which had been temporarily propped op by logs as long as 1 could remember. There were the old residences, with their beau-tiful, soft gray tints of unpainted wood, set off by the rich foliage of the old trees, the front doors all wide open: there were the glimpses of gay skirts Boating from slow swaying hammocks, of tnrbaned negresses Kproiiiliiig clothes to dry upon the boahea. of n'ltie black gnomelike darkies devouring stolen red watermelons, with rolling eyes 'watcbttm nut' as liny did so: there wen- the u .uis of little early tailed white pi|{a :,ilnwing eueh other with J* MARY KYLE DALLAS. lOopprlghl, .KB, by American Press Associa-tion.! CHAPTER 1. My school days > were. over. I had graduated at the Misses Trimmer's Col-lege for Young Ladies with honors, es-pecially in mathematics. I knew, as we phrased it among ourselves, French. German and Spanish;, could paint flow-ers and do embroidery and drawn work. 1 ahould beeority if the Misses Trim-mer ocmld see my,mistakes, in simple multiplication nowadays, and as for my attempts to make my-,-11 , understood abroad, the least said the better. Still. 1 can decorate my door pauels and make as pretty cushions and bureau covers as any woman ia the land. However, this is digression. This school going had been, a proba-tion insisted upon by my .maternal grandfather when he made.mo. his heir-ess. From 13 to 18 years.of .age 1 was to attend this school kept by: the three spinster daughters of General . Jehoso-phat Trimmer, a veteraniof the Mexi-can war. who had also figured.in the "late unpleasantness." .His heiress "must lie iinbacd with 'the .proper views. " he declared. What ihe imeant we quite understood. The proper views were what Victorine called ".northern views ' Victorine had lieon a young lady when the war broke out. while 1 was not yet born, for though we hud one father we had different mothers. Mine had of-fended bit relatives by jilting a reortuv young Harvard professor and choaatag my lather, even then not very ■wang, but still supremely handsome. flfae<Ued at my birth, and at my first remem many squeals along the lines of fences and of old sows taking mud baths wherever there was a puddle. The smell of the pine forests came to me upon the wind, and nearer the odor of roses ami magnolias. All was wild and sweet. Nothing was orderly—every-thing, to my eyes at least, was beanti-ful, exceedingly. And there was my dear old home—oh. my dear old home! Oh, the sadly passionate memories that rushed into my heart! ■ 3T >yo', •! UB„ and flat s tie mm. Aha 'then Victorine gave a gasp and rushed 'toward me, and we clasped and kissed andi kissed, and clasped again, and Aunt Emily glided ont of the room, shutting 'the door, behind her. And of the two il think my, half sister wept the longer Then>are talknrland talked as though we .would never have done, about old times and what we had thought and ihopeil auiUsurfered. At i last, the doer opened, and what a 'fragrance of good things rushed through it! 'Odor* of, coffee and broiled chirk en and corn, cake and wheat biscuit and ■roasted sweet.potatoes and persimmon preserves, sliced oranges, and 1 know not what.else. '^Chillun, icomeito supper,' said Aunt Emily, and hand in hand we cameitoithHfeast, prepared in my honor. Aunt .Emily waited on us, joining in our talk. The day closed in while we vwere still.at.table, and the level sun Aunt .Emily twent'to tho window to close the iblinds andjpaused'there with a low cry of, " For de iland, dem norf folks' pigs i is in,do gardin.agin!" I "The second time this week," said j "Victorine. She sprang to her feet. I seised the tongs and thrust a feathpr •duster into -my hands 'Come. " she cried A moment more j and vwe were .in the garden, re-enfoi rod ■by Aunt lEmily. armed with a broom I To be continued next veekA | MOLASSES AND .PLTROLEUM. j They Are Carried as Alternate Cargoes In tlie Srnie Sl«>uiu>lii|i .Tanks. Aoontlall'lthe imilasses u'liich comes from Cuba to the I'nit.-d States is , brought in Che same tanks in steam-ships thai are used to entry petroleum 1 as a return .cargo, says tlie New York ITribune. The ships' tanks are about sixteen feet deep ami have a neck seven feet deep. They are pumped full of oil at ]tro,\clyn or Philadelphia, then taken to Havana, and the .oil is pumped out into the tanks of -the re- J fining plants there. Molasses is brought from the interior of the island in huge hogsheads, which are | emptied into the storage tanks. A j suction pump drawing about Aen thousand gallons an hour tills each I ships tanks to within about two Scat of the top, that amount of space being required for the expansion of the molasses. It might be .supposed that ' the petroleum would have a bad effect ' on the molasses, but it has been shown , that the contrary is the case, and as nearly one-half the importation is I made into rum and the balance re-lined into sugar a little oil is not of The Kyes I Love. Poets may sins' "f "''ilium's eyes— The Mack of <lie h.'.nii or blue; They may rave uuil go into ocstaales Over each different hue. This one miiy prute of his favorita. Anil others be landed by some. But I love the eyes that watch for ma, And STOW brighter » lien 1 samel I have never found out, and 1 do not care, Whether hazel or blue or gray Is the color of those I prize the most. And 1 do not know todaj : Butthey're tin .,■ of my .harming- little wife. Who keeps my humble home. And hers are the eves tlint watch for me And grow brighter when I come! —New York Clipper. Don't Tooseeo Spl- or Smoke your Life Away Is the trathrnl. startling title or a little bood that tells all about No-to-bao, the womlerfni harmless. Qaaraoti jd tobacco habit cure. Tte aitst i» 'rifli-r and the n-»- . -. wants to qnlt nd oan't rnos no phvleal or flnanclal risk in using "No-to-bao " Hold h- all drnsclsU. •to >• *t n n« smr»-, o b mall free Art-dress me Htorlins Kemedy Co.. Indiana Miners' ■'rrlnr* Ini it Head and Arms Seemed on Fire A Sunstroke Followed by Nervous Prostration Hood's Restored Health, TARIFF !-i TARIFF I-I TARIFF, ■s» - • a— WE WILL NOT Uriff rate?' p-ir'0rn"nce of miraclei. in the reduction ol out- BUT WE DO CLAIM to give fair (reatment and guarantee to our patrons the ber goods at fair prices. YOU KNOW OUR LINE. FURNITUHE, CARPET8 Bl DDlIV€3rf WALL 1'AIER Wl]yi>ow SHADES and OIL OLOTHlKa. ROBERTS & MEREDITH. FAYETTE STHKE1. CUNSHOFOCKEN, PA., ,,„ ... T I """-" 'u™ lussr iime (in ih ol father, I whispered. "Omydar- much account. The tanks are cleaned brance my father, Victorineand 1 lived on the old plantation, tyraaniz I osa t cared for and loved liy the U»S relic Ol the aciitii-ri d band of servants, porrjy ebony skinned Aunt Emily, an aonabli tyrant, who toiled for us and adored as aad managed what little there was ito maoage. One day when 1 was 14 came the sews ,«f my maternal grandtather'a 4eatta. His fortune was to be mine on condition. 1 was to bo pnt to school in Now tfork city and to remain there for five years. "To be weaned from ncsue and me," said my father. wife's father always hated me." "To forget .out lost cause," said Vic-torine, "to become at heart a northern-er. " " 1 will not 00," 1 said. " I will not asm my fortune by exile from those 1 lore. Five yoars—why, he might as well bare said forever." I sat down to write an indignant refusal, to re-nounce the fortune offered on such terms, but the letter was never sent That night my father died suddenly of heart disease. When our first wild passion of grief was over, Victorine and I found that - io had very little left. A mortgage Cm the property would soon be fore-closed. We must either find means te sawn our own bread or be dependent on charity When 1 realized this. J went to my own room, destroyed the letter 1 had written and In another accepted the terms of my grandfather's will. The sum ap-portioned for my private expenses at school would, if properly hus-banded, also keep Victorine'from want. J could save the old home, I could restore it to its former elegance—in fact, I could do ivb.it I chose. It was plainly my duty to secure the fortune, but I dlspatrhd tin lettei before telling via-toriue anything about it and endured bar reproaches, her invectives, her a<- tmsations Yon have sold your birthright for a mess of pottage. Persis."sho said,"and I will have iionoof your ill gotten gain I prefer sinning in the streets for my bread." Victorine was inuaiaal. ling father! Shall I never see you ; again?" The tears poured down my cheeks, but I checked them quickly. 1 had come home to make poor Vlctor- \ ine happy, not to sadden her. Poor Victorine! She had pinched and saved ( 10 long, but that was all over now At last she should find everything easy and comfortable. It was for her sake that | I had banished myself. There was the house. It was always , the prettiest in the neighborhood There were the dear white roses, nodding wel-come at the garden gate. But now I saw something rather new. From tho central window of the second floor, that of Victorine's bedroom, was thmst a long staff, from which floated •the Confederate flag, and as "Black Dan" opened the stage door and I "lighted down" I heard the tones of the somewhat cracked piano.on which Vic-torine— J knew her touch—was playing 'The Bonnie -Blue Flag" with great ex-pression. The uoiseof tho wheels brought Aant Emily to tho door—Aunt Emily just ns i left her, kerchiefed in crimson, at-tired in check, smiling, rotund, black as eliouy. "Bress de chile, she ain't altered none. She am only growed up," cried the soft, sweet negro roioe. ' Bress de chile. I'd knowed her anywhere." **>' j Then 1 was .clasped to her bosom, sob-bing in spite of myself. And still Vic-torine banged away at the "Bonnie Blue Flag" with an energy that assured me of her strength and vigor. "Why doesn't she come to meet me?" I whispered to Aunt Emily. "Don't yo' mine, honey," replied my old nurse. "Her heart come, only she got one of her crankums on. Mighty high strung, Miss Victorine la Don yo' mine. G'long in, g'long in an get it over." With this she gave me a push that sent me across the sill of the par-lor door, and the music eeasad. My half sister started to her feet, bnt in stead of advandng retreated into the corner, her arms outstretched, her palms toward me. "Haiti" she said in solemn tones. "Not a step nearer until you reply to my questions. Have you esene home with northern principles or southern principles? Answer, Persia Carlton. answer trnly." I looked at her, tall and dark, with her eyes flashing and her brows bent, and began to cry, and then bwean to laugh, then grew hysterical, and I K tween sobs and giggles managed to ex claim: "Oh, Vicky, darling, don't. I haven't come home with any principles uh.it I ever. 1 am utterly destitute of prin-ciples of any sort. I've just plain come home. Oli, sister Vicky, don't stare at me so! ('nine and kiss me." "Come kiss yo' sister. Stop actln jess like yo' got no l'eelln. Miss Victorine, ■ ~«* *nnt Euiilr. "I'sclsr ashamed after the molasses has been pumped out by turning ina powerful steam jet, which washes down the sides and j liquefies whatever molasses may be left in the bottom of Ihe tank, and the suction pump finishes the work. Acargo of molasses, which formerly required ten or twelve days, oarj now be unloaded In forty-eight hours, while the difference In the oosl of handling, to say nothing of the saving of time, am,mills to a large sum. The lirst attempt at handling mo lasses In balk was made by the brig Novelty in IS77. Sin- was fitted with u lining and her whole bold was used without partitions. She made s,.Vcral trips between Matan/as and Boston, but was not successful as a dividend earner, since the present system of dividing a vessel's bold into tanks was devised and put in practice on steam-ers the prolits of the trade and the steamship companies have largely in-ereaaed. Mr. Kduard Scolltn Philadelphia, Pa. C. I. Hood It Co., Lowell. Mass.: "Gentlemen —Ca August 10, I was taken to 8t Joseph's hospital unconscious from the heat; my temperature was 10(i°. 1 remained In the hospital two weeks; I was unable to work for four weeks alter that, but then felt compelled to turn In, as I have a wife and Dve children. I soon began to feel as though undergoing continuous shocks from an electric battery. Every Nerve and Flbra of my body seemed In a constant state of quiv-ering agitation and tremulnusness. Heat flashed from the calves of my legs up through my thighs and body; my left arm and hand felt as though on lire, and ray head ached as if It would split when I stooped down. I had great pains in my back around the base of the spine. I con-tinued to stick to my work, feeling that If 1 must again go down I would do so Struggling for My Family. I hare always been athletic, but I had lost all appetite, aud my strength failed me; I was on the point of giving up. I had read much about Hood's Sarsaparilla. and concluded to glvo it a trial. Before I had taken half a bottle my appetite became so voracious that I would be compelled to eat betweeu meals. Hood'ss?>Cures Hood's Sarsaparllla lias now fully restores" my strength anil general health. That lern> bie nervousness Is entirely gone, I feel as hearty aud vigorous ns ever. The palm Ml." l.nw I JOB PRINTING -^ -:- Pi cmptly Attended to At THE RECORDER Offices • -i ■ i aj ••A HAND SAW IS A GOOD THING, BUT NOT Ttt «, SHAVE WITH.- .SAPOLIO 18 THE PROPER THING FOR HOUSE-CLEANINCL P. QUJGLEY WHOLESALE DEALER IN my ba,k li *vera nh liet icise. BCOLLIW. lXKOgdeu Street, Philadelphia. s In Ann When Veil Write to the Queen. The paper on which letters to Qneeu Victoria are written must not be fold-ed. No communication which bears evidence of having been creased will ever fall into her majesty's own hands. The proper method is to write on thick, glossy white paper and to dis-patch the missive in an envelope whloh fits it. Any folded communication never reaches the queen, for the sim-ple reason that she won't look at it. All such letters are opened by the mis-tress of the robes, and, as a rule, their contents never get beyond her, or. if the letter is of importance, it is re-turned to the writer with directions how to forward it. Hood's Pills cure all liver Ills.constipation. biliousness. Jaundice, ttek beadaehe. Indlgestloa MciBlMliS Weight and Cost of Ihe rirst Cable. The original 1858 cable weighed 93 pounds per mile and had a conductor of seven copper wires of 22J£ gauge. Price of deep sea wire per mile, 8200; price of spun yarn and iron wire per mile, 8205; cost of outside coating of tar and gutta-percha. 825 per mile; total cost per mile. 8485. At 848."> per mile the total cost of the 2,500 miles of deep sea wire was 81.212,500. To this add 25 miles of "shore end" wire, cost-ing 81.460 per mile, and we find that the first ocean cable, exclusive of in-struments, cost $1,350,000. WINES and LIQUORS, YUENLING :-: & w SONS :-: BOTTLED :-: PORTER. Elm street below Harry, ConshohockeB* fHECOMINGSEASOjg WHO IS HE? Three Is a Crowd, The smallest inhabited island in the tvorld is thai on tvhieh the Eddystone lighthouse stands. At !u\v water it is thirty feet in diameter; at high water the lighthouse, the diameter of which at the baso is twenty-el«rhl and three-tourtl ■ feet, completely oovers the island. It is inhabited by three par* suns, it lies nine miles off the Cornish ooastand fourteen miles southwest of Plymouth breakwater. Recorder $J a year inei v-'imi ,ire his anticerfents f are questions heard un the Htreet. in the cur and hotel daily. It is reported that he comes FROM THE OREJtM TREE KINCDOMTV hi risen from a long line of misfortunes ami ad-versities, suua-lnduced and directly traeeuble I'.'VL^i4.'.,!?,,V*?" in tlie l)\HPKI»HIA>f which HEGniUedINleaaln w. .mnlmd eats French Physician onco said. "Find n.ea Dyspeptic, and I will sbow you a lite bauen of all good works—a Dead Sea within a Uni-verse." il show yol rks—THE GREEK THEE REMEDY Il OUAKANTKKI) TO CUHE YOU, asit has the subject of this sketch. , TESTIMONIALS nf tho wonderfully curative effects of this Hemedy come in unsolicited from all who li ive used It. Wll.l.IA.X] ILOFLINof the Freight Dep't I .inn a II. H writes: " I have been cured roin the afflictions of Dyspepsia by a few '"■lib-*. It did the work'' 'HAS a STUI1BS, Letter Carrier, P st Offlos FMIa. writes: The Green Tree Hen- , is tin- lie.st medic iver made. 1 bad pensla nf the worst kind. Your Ite, oiiT-eil roe after nil other medicines fail. u. .OHIO. cifoNi HA. Bsg., Baltimore, ltd writes: "I suffered .vlih Dvspepslafoi years, "V;1 "' "reei ,■,.,. Remedy; It.cured me." n,i- u* lDRE-Ai.i. butaSureCurefor I'"" ""•'disease. The best t?»tiumny of its iP'Uerffect.'' .l"e"a,!lt1?h18bytBthoei°uyseofofthiot.se restored to For -.le by TF i.. 0Y. l-a\ette strc ebovv Elm. JONSHOHOCKEEN, PA. Easter past and the Spring Season fairly opened Thm Merchandise bpring was inaugurated weeks since! but its zenith is yet ahead of us r, We know the pride of having your head well dresse*. I hat's one great secret ot our success. * We FIT the fj^'J" to face and figure We study to emphasize, every grace and cap the whole a with style and taste. them. -SmisH CAPES 1 he Cape the tiling, and we have some great ^bargains' M. H. BASH & SON <: J hii t tuti. i> t ii.tuvi. ij j- tit Fost-Of e
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Title | The Conshohocken Recorder, April 20, 1894 |
Masthead | The Recorder |
Date | 1894-04-20 |
Year | 1894 |
Month | 4 |
Day | 20 |
Volume | 13 |
Issue | 58 |
Coverage | United States -- Pennsylvania -- Montgomery County -- Conshohocken |
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