Lancaster Examiner and Herald

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LANCASTER PA. WEDNESDAY JULY 15, 1868.
NO. 35
EXAJfttWi^-^   &   HEB-*J'^'*»I    "No, I don't doubt Eli, but I doubt
•^¦^  jjjg power to make Patience love him,"
replied the mother.
PITBLISHE^VeET -WEDNESDAY. At No. 4 Nortli aaean Street, LancaBter, Pa
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JNO. A. HIKSTAND & E.  M,   KLINE,
Editors and Proprletova.
HESEAITEB.
Not from llie flowers of earlh,
Not from tlie stars. Not froxa, tlie volclug sea
May \ro
The secret wrest wJilch bars
OurktiowIed(;e Hero
Of all we hope and all that we may fear
Hereafter.
\Vc watch beside our urave.*!,
Yet meet no sign or where our dear ones dwell.
Ah I well.
Even now.your dcarand mine
Mny long to spe.ik
Of raptures it were wiser we should seek
Herealter.
Oh, hearls we fondly love!
Oh, pallid lips That bore our farewell kiss
From this To yonder world's eclipse: Dft ye, safe Home, Smile at your earthly doubts of wiiat would come
Hereafter ?
Grand birthright ofthe soul,
Naught may despoil.' Oh. precious healing balm,
To calm
Our lives In pain anil toll!
God's boon, that we
Or soou or lute shall know what is to be
Hereafter!
PAXIES-CE WILSON, aUAKEEESS.
To rebel against the circumstances tliat deflue oue's lot in life, to feel out of place iu one's on-u lioiue, to mutiny against ijareiilal instruction, itnil tlud incliuation antl judgment repealing laws tliat have become invested with sacrcdness in our childhood, is not at¬ tended with eomfoit or e.ise or peace of mind.
Patient;e Wilson, a birth-right mem¬ ber of the Society of Friends, was not comfortable, or easy, or at peace as slie arrayed herself for the Sunday morning meeting and subjected her plain drab dress aud simple straw bouuet to a dis¬ paraging scrutiny. Tliere was a vision in her mind of u young girl wlio had passed that way half un hour before—a girl whose delicate muslin dress was sprinkled all over with exquisite pink rosebuds nestling in green leaves—a girl who wore soft lace about her neck, 11 brooch of gold and garnets at her throat, and on hor head a bonnet, with loojw and streamers of bright ribbon, aiul a clusler of scarlet French flowers for the face trimming. Patience Wil¬ son looked on her drab dress, and Iior lip curled. "Such a dead-looking thing!" she muttered. " It has the ^real sackcloth-and-ashes look for all the world. 15ah! I hate these color¬ less, lifelesssliades, .and I do like bright tints aud intense coloring. I wouldn't be sueh a plain-looking girl if I dared consult my own taste," she said, com¬ placently, picking up a cluster of scar¬ let berries lliat lay upou her little stand and placing them inside her straw bon- uetagainsther wavy black hair. Then, witli a touch of tlie comb, she raised the waves of glossy hair, brushed them a little back from her temples, and the raven tresses lay no longer smootli aud sleek, but rii>pliiig and waving after the way of tho world.
" I wouldn't be such a plaiu-Iookiug girl," Patience Wilsou repeated, with a smile. " My hair looks for all the world like Katie Hunter's, and I dou't have tousecrimping-ironsaudcurliug- tongs.   What a pity that I can't—"
The arrival of a figure at the door checked the soliloquy and made a dia¬ logue possible.
" We are waiting for thee. Patience," said the elderly, grave-faceil woman at the door, and the dialogue was no longer a matter of speculation.
" Ves, in a minute," Patience answer¬ ed, smoothing her hair hastily and taking the scarlet berries from her bon¬ net with a sudden jerk. The woman at the door looked on «gravely. There was grief in her eye, and when she spoke there was a world of reproof in her tone. "I am afraid thy heart is going out after llie vanity ofthe world," she said, sadly.
Patience AVilsou's face grew crimson, and she replied, somewhat resentfully, " Thee can hardly call a bunch of ber¬ ries a vanity, and, as for the curl in my hair, itis natural."
" Yes, thy hair was always a trial to thy mother and me," remarked the woman at tlie door. " It would never lie sleek and smooth ten minutes at a time, but waa always frizzing up, mak¬ ing thee look lit for a scare-crow. That's light, put some water ou it. If I was iu thy place I would use a little oil. The next time 1 cut quinces I'll save some of the seeds, and thee can make a wash to keep thy hair iu place. There is nothing looks more discredita¬ ble in a young girl than to see lier hair standing in all directions. Now hurry up, Patience! It looks so unseemly to enter the meeting after it has begun. Couldn't thee straighten thatlittle curl down by the side of thy face? It looks careless and untidy." "I never can get ready in the world • with thee looking at me," exclaimed Patience AVilson, imp.itiently. She seized, the ofleudiug curl and thrust it behind her ear with no gentle motion. It was the oue little pet lock she had saved to relieve the plainness of her face. '' There !" she added, in a vexed tone, " I hope I look prim enough to suit thee!"
The woman at the door sighed heav¬ ily as she answered, " Thee should Ije a iiatteru to thy younger brothers aud sisters, Patience. Thee should be worthy of thy name. But I won't look at tliee any longer. It is getting late, and the singers went to St. John's nearly au hour ago. Come Rebecca," she said, addressing a girl a few years Patience's junior who had just entered —" come with me, and don't hinder thy sister."
"I wont hinder her," answered the girl. "And I will come when she is ready."
She seated herself ou the chair by the side of her sister's little mirror with in¬ tent to watch her.
Patience ran her eye over the girl with the same disparaging scrutiny she had bestowed ou her own dress.
" Thee looks like a dud," was the se¬ vere eommeut of this girl whose uame was Patience, and who was expected to be a pattern.
" Why Aunt Phebe said my hair was combed very uicely, and that I looked as neat as a pin!" exclaimed tlie young¬ er girl in amazement.
" Bah !" We Quaker girls all look as if we had been soaked in water and dried in the sun until we had faded to a lifeless drab, and then been smeared over with shiny starch, and ironed flat aud smooth," exclaimed Patience. " Thee has got thu most lovely com¬ plexion for blue!"
The young girl gave a sidelong glance into the mirror. " Thee would like iis to dress like the Hunter girls, wouldn't thee?" she asked,
"Something that way," answered Patience. "Did thee see Katie go by ? Hhe looked like such a beauty."
" Aunt Phebe said she was tricked out like a popinjay," said the si.'ster dis- sentingly.
"Oh  pshaw!"    exclaimed  Patience
Wilson.   "Aunt Phebe don'tbelieve in
anything outside orourmeetiug-liouse.
T   Kor my jiart, I believe in some tliin<'3
at St. John's."
"Yes, John Dunne!" said the sister, with a meaning smile.
Patience colored slightly, and made a movement toward the door. "Come," she said, hastily, " Aunt Phebe and mother are half-way to meeting."
So they were, aud talliing gravely of Patience.
"She is a great burden on my mind," said Aunt Phebe. "The pomps aud vanities of the world are tempting her, and she is unsettled."
A shadow passed over the mother's Madonna face. "Patience is young, thee knows," was her mild answer. The mother's eyes had not been blind to the dissatisfation in her daughter's mind, and the rebellion in her life ; but self-extenuation is not more natural than the mother's extenuation for her child's error. "Patience is young" she repeated seeing that her sister made no reply.
"It's a pity Patience would uot take to Ell Gardner," said Aunt Phebe, after a minute's pause. "He is a good young man, and a consistent Friend, and it would be a good thing for Patience to be settled in life. Eli would make a t   steady woman of her."
" I don't know," answered the moth¬ er, gravely. "I have my doubts about—' She paused as if she feared her speech might not find favor inhersister^s eyes. " About what ?" asked the elder eie- ter, somewhat sharply. " Thee Burely hasn't any doubts about Ell Gardiner ? He is one of the salt of the eartli."
" Now, Jane! thee don't mean to say thee intends to uphold Patience In any of her whims and notions," exclaimed the elder sister, rebukingly. " It is thy duty, as a brand plucked from the burn¬ ing, to save thy child."
The two women relapsed into silence. Phebe Morgan's word had given Joue Wilsou food for thought, and she walk¬ ed aloug with a face profoundly medi¬ tative.
" Itis the spirit," Phebe Morgan .said to hei-sell". " .Sister Jane will preach to-day."
Into the little meeting-liouse strag¬ gled Patience and llebeoca Wilson, al¬ ter a silence like that of the grave had fallen ou the little group assembled. I say straggled, because that was the terra used by Phebe Morgan when, from the high seats tliat overlooked the meeting, she saw her niece come in. Patience was a great trial to her in those days. Even tlie way she entered the meeting¬ house ofl'euded her. There was a lofti¬ ness about her carriage that vexed her ail the more because it was so natural to Patience in those days. She did not like the look in Patieuce's eyes either, as they wandered about the simple low- ceiled meeting-house, taking in the hard, bare walls, the cold, white wood¬ work, the uucarpeted floor, the meek women and grave men: the look was full of undisguised disparagement. Tlien Patience seated was no better. She fidgeted in her place, she pulled nervously at her gloves, aud tapped im¬ patiently with Iier shoes—and was. to use her aunt's figure, as uneasy as a fish out of water.
It was a correct figure. A fish outof water—that was Patience Wilson sit¬ ting in the little meeting-house with herthoughtsaw.iy oll'to the littlefiothic church of St. John's, where anotlier band of worshippers assembled. She had never beeu there but twice, butshe knew it all by heart, as artists know a picture not often seeu but studied care- fullj'. She was picturing to herself now the altar with its purple hangings, the daintily frescoed walls, the fluted pil¬ lars, tho windows of red and green blue and gold, the carpeted aisles and cush¬ ioned pews. At length tlie nervous movements ceased, and Patience Wil¬ son sat calm and thoughtful. She had forgotten whtue she wils, aud in imagi¬ nation the mellow light from the stain¬ ed windows fell upon her, and she was a worshipper at St. John's. The organ pe.iled forth its glorinus notes of har¬ mony, and Patience Wilson, tis twice before, bowed hor head with its burden of praise, aud wept to hear the loud as¬ cription—O^on'n Tilii DomineJ She was in,t forgetful of him who sat before the organ, and woke the slumbering music from its piijes and keys. John Duane, organist, was the specialty at St. Johu's in wliom Rebecca Wilsou had said shrewdly that Patience believ¬ ed. Tliere was another at St, Johu's whom she did not forget—Katie Hun¬ ter, with the rose-bud spriukliog dress, the lace and gold and garnets, the brightribbons and scarlet flowers. Ka¬ tie Hunter sang altoto.Iohn Dtianc'a playing, aud Patience Wilsou did not like her. Suddenly Patience Wilson came out of her reverie with a guilty start.
" A brand plucked from the burning" were the words that fell on her cars from lips that had cooed lovingly over her iu infancy, and blessed her all her life. Every body listened attentively, for Jane Wilson was preaching, and she was oue of the few faithful ones in her Society; a woman who in Iier Ma¬ donna face wore the ornamentof a meeic and quiet spirit—a woman who clung tenaciously to the faith delivered to her fathers, and w.is in all things a x)illar and ornament to her sect.
"A brand plucked from the burn¬ ing!" Y'ou guessed from the fervor of the woman's manner, and from an in¬ sight into character that is derived alone from exiierience, that this wom¬ an was speaking from cxjierimental liuowledge. You guessed intuitively that this woman's calm has come after great storm, that the spiritual heiglit ou which she stood had been attained after temporal rough places; you guess¬ ed almost that this woman "had beeu lierself a brand iducked from the fire.
The spiritualized face often sought her daughter's, and tiien you saw how much alike they were. You could eas¬ ily fancy thatthe Madonna face had looked like Patience Wilson's once. Would Patience Wilson's ever attain the holy calm of the other? Phebe Morgan had hope. She remembered when Jane, her younger sister, had been a great trial to her, when her heart was all unsettled aud there was rebellion in her life. Contrasting that time witli this wlien the woman spoke to the edification of .ill, she had hope for Patience. Indeed, with their expe¬ rience, could they not save Patience from the rocks on which her mother's happiness had well nigh wrecked? They must make the efTort at all events. Uueonseiously her eyes wandered over to the men's side, where sat Eli Gard¬ ner, brown-faced, hard-handed, honest, and a Friend. He was listening to Jane Wilson, but his eyes wandered ever and anon to Jane Wilson's daugh¬ ter, and on him Phebe Morgan relied for assistance. Eli Gardner's mother, too, must play her part.
"Dorcas, I want thee to go home with me to dinner," said Phebe Morgan to the severely plain woman who stood at Eli Gardner's side when the hand¬ shaking had dismissed the meeting.
The woman looked doubtfully at Eli Gardner.
" To be sure tliec will go," said that young man heartily. " I will drive down for thee this afternoon; and now I want tlieo, friend Morgan, and all of these young people, to bundle in iny carry-all, and I will take them home. Come, girls!"
Patience Wilson drew back as she said, "Thank thee, but I had sooner walk."
"Nonsense!" exclaimed Eli Gard¬ ner. " Save thy strength until thee needs it more. Besides, there is nobody to sit with me but thy little brother David, and I want thee to see how my new team goes."
"They'd go bully to a buggy!" e.x- claimed David Wilson, Patieuce's little brother.
Eli Gardner laughed. " Patience and I will try them to the buggy some day," he said.
" David !" remonstrated Patience in a vexed tone, " thee .shouldn't talk .so. He picks up such horrid talk at the schools," she saidaiiologetieally, to Eli Gardner.
" Humph ! Billy Duane says bully," persisted David, " and I've heard thee say lots of times the Duanes were all fecutlemen."
Patience bit her lip, as wsis her wont when she was vexed.
" Halloa!" exclaimed David Wilson, " there comes John Duane, who makes the music up to St. John's. Golly! what a little sharp steeple that church has got! The boys call it the Church of tile Holy Tooth-pick. John has got one ofthc Hunter girls with him. Say, Patie, wouldn't thee look fine with thy hair all kinked up like that, and red flowers in thy bonnet?"
Patience Wilsou, frowning, .said : "If tliee isn't quiet, David, I'll tell motli¬ er."
It was a threat not lo be disregarded. Tlie boy glanced backward at his moth¬ er's Madonna face)i and was quiet.
Patience looked after the two pedes¬ trians who tripped lightly by the side of tho road. How pretty Kate Hunter was! she thought. She was not abso¬ lutely prettierthau herself, but Patience knew that Katie Hunter's good points were brought out and intensified by harmonious colors and the modiste's skill, while lierown—slie glanced down at lier drab dress, with tlie old dispar¬ aging look, aud sighed. John Duane was so fond of bright tints and decided shades. He was fond of all things beau¬ tiful. He was a fashionable man, too— a inan of the world. Aunt Phebe called him. He had mingled much in society of women who studied Paris fashions, and made their purple and fine linen after the latest modes. He was a great lover of music. Under his skillful lin¬ gers rare melodies were evolved, and to his careful ear no harmony was lost. He danced also. Moreover, he liked it. Kate Hunter said it was lovely beyond all things to dance with him, he kept such perfect time. Aud she ? She was a Quakeress, hedged on all sides by a discipline that even took the curl out of her hair, she said sarcastically. John Duane was a star out of her sphere. What stars were iu her sphere ? She glanced down at Eli Gardner. He was the man of her mother's and Aunt Phebe'B seleotion; but she shook her head and drew away Instinctively, so wrapped in her own thoughts that she did not bear Eli Gardner until he had addressed her twice.
" The picuic—the walking picnic to Eagle Cliflr—has thee heard of it?" he
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Patience shook her head. "No," she answered, absently.
"The young people will be sure to invite thee," Eli went on to say.
" I shall be sure not to go," Patience answered.
" Oh no!" Eli remonstrated. "If thee don't go, I shan't care to."
Patience bit her lip, and said in a vexed way, like that in which she spoke to her little brother: " Don't let me influence thee ; I wouldn't for the world."
" But thee does," Eli Gardner began, turning Ills honest brown eyes on Pa¬ tience Wilson's face.
"Take care, or thee'll upset us!" .shouted David Wilson, .is the horses turned toward tlie widow Wilson's house, aud Eli Gardner, coming back to his horses, left some tilings unsaid that were in his heart to say.
John Duane, going to St. John's that afternoon, looked into the widow Wil¬ son's front yard, as was his custom and pleasure, aud saw a trim little figure under the locust trees thatdrew him by some secret attraction through the front gate aud to the little clump of locusts.
" I want to see you a minute, Miss Patience," he said.
" Yes, certainly," answered Patience Wilson, in a confused way, blushing deeply at the amused smile that passed over the youne man's face at her reply. "I don't mean'that thee certainly waut- eil to see me," she added, biting her lips in her cliaracteristic manner.
"But 1 do certainly want to see you," .Tohn Duane said, emphatically. "In this uncertain world there are few things more certain. What is more, I want to see you ten times when I get the chance but once. Our ways are so very diU'ereut, Miss Patience."
" Yes," Patience answered. Tlie dif¬ ference of their ways had been the bur¬ den of her thoughts that day.
" I wanted to see you especially to invite you to Join tlie walking party to Eagle Cliff on Thursday," John Duane explained. " The Hunters and Mortons, aud most of the young people of St. John's are going. I hope you are not going to refuse," he added, seeing the doubt on Patience's face.
" I don't know," Patience began.
" Oh, but you must go," John Duane urged.
"I have made great calculation on liaving you there. I am going earlv to drive iny invalid sister Susie around by the back road.   I want you to see her,
for I am sure you will like each other. But I must go. The choir at St. Johu's will be waiting for me. Good-by, Miss Patience, aud remember tliat I shall be greatly disappointed if you aro not at Eagle Clifl'ou Thursday."
" I have decided to go to Eagle Clift" on Thursday," Patience Wilson said to Eli Gardner that afternoon, tts he stood cutting the carriage-block with his whip-lasli.
The young man's face brightened visibly. " I am glad thee has elianged thy miud," he said, earnestly.
" John Duaiio's sister, Susie, the crip¬ pled one, is to be there," she explained. " Tliey say she is a lovely character, and I shall be glad to know her."
Eli Gardner's face fell. Patience Wilson had made her decision with reference to .Tohn Duane's sister, and might not John be the motive power? Girls were pastunderstiinding. Patience Wilson, especially, was beyond his ability to make out. Well, aa a wife, he hoped to solve the mystery of her nature.
As if women like Patience Wilsou be¬ came wives ofthe men who were unable to read the riddle of their beings before marriage!
It was a gay iiarty at Eagle Clifl". Patience Wilson hardly felt at home among the young people of St. John's, ,ind would have been ill at ease but for John Duaue and Susie, the invalid sis- tei'. Kate Hunter Avas thero with au infinitutle of clustering ringlets under her jaunty little hat, the gold and gar¬ nets at her throat, tind a crimson sash over her snow-white dress.
" Miss Hunter is agrcat belle,".Susie Duane remarked, watching the geutle- mou arouud her. " Brother John says she practices the art ot dress in its per¬ fection. John is such a critic of ladies' dress."
The thin hands of the invalid were toying Willi Patience's hair. "What lovely hair!" she exclaimed, lifting the front locks from Patience's face and coaxing tliem iuto curls over her fin¬ ger. " How it changes you!" she add¬ ed, with a child's delight. "I know what John meant when he said your possible beauty was greater than Katie Hunter's positive beauty. Now let me put some of these scarlet berries in your braids. Isn't it lovely? And here," throwing her crimson shawl over Pa¬ tience's shoulder, " Katie Hunter is nowhere. Don't take it oil". Sit down at my feet while John and Miss Hunter sing/"
They sang those quaint words of Shelle.v, set to an old air:
" Xothlng in the world Is single.
All things by a law Ulvlne In one another's being mingle. Why not I with thlnel" Patience listened like one entranced. " You love music ?" Susie Duane said watching her rapt face.
"I know nothing of it," Patience answered. " But it always stirs me deeply." She hummed the air the oth¬ ers had just dropped.
"Bravo!" exclaimed Susie Duane. " You must have a good ear."
" She has a quick appreciation and a fine ear," added John Duane, joining them. " It is a great jiity Stiss Patience couldn't have some musical education. I should like to teach you music," he said, earnestly, turning to her.
"It would be hard labor," said Pa¬ tience, in reply.
"A labor of love," whispered John Duane, drawing her arm in his aud leading lier away from the crowd.
Aunt Phebe opened the door for her niece that night. Patience had forgot¬ ten the curls on her forehead and the berries in her hair. With that light in her eye she might have been excused had she forgotten much more.
" Did Eli Gardner come home with thee?" asked Aunt Phebe."
" No," Patience answered, and moved forward.
"Thee didn't   come alone?"  Aunt
Phebe said, looking anxiously after her.
" No.   John Duane came home with
me," Patience  refilled,  going up the
stairs.
" John Duane! A man of the world, given up to the vanities of the flesh !" Phebe Blorgaii groaned, burdened in spirit for her sister Jane's child.
Patience Wilson, at her daily work the following morning, hummed the air John Duane had sung the day he- fore, and smilingly repeated to herself the argument of the song:
" Nothing In the worlil Is Kingle, All things byahiw divine
In one another's l)i.>lng mingle, Why not I with thinev"
" Patience, I wish thee wouldn't sing," chided Aunt Phebe. "Itsounds so trifling and frivolous."
Patience's song was checked, but the new licht her eyes hatl brought from Eagle Cllfl" the night before did not die, and her step was as if she trod on air.
" Ineversawsuch hoity-toity ways," Aunt Pliebe said to Patience's mother. " She makes me think of some wild thing fairly let loose. It all comes of letting her go outside of her own Socie¬ ty. I always knew it would make mis¬ chief. Jane, thee must .speak to thy child. Thee owes it to thy religion as well as thy erring offspring."
And Jane Wilson, sighing heavily, spoke to Patience. "My daughter," she said, "how did it happen Ihat John Duanecame home with thee last night?'
Patience colored, but she replied, stoutly, "It did not happen at all. It was a piece of deliberate election on his part, and of entire willingne.ss on mine."
"Where was Eli Gardner?" asked her mother, anxiously.
"Oh, mother! I don't like Eli Gard¬ ner," Patience broke out, resentfully.
"Of course, thee don't like Jolin Du¬ aue either, for that," said Aunt Phebe.
"But I do," answered Patience, in a voice that was intended to he firm, but maidenly modesty made tlie confession low.
Jane Wilson looked at Phebe Morgan' helplessly. It was much worse than she expected. A liking confession that way was loving. " He is uot of thy people," she said, sadly.
" He is a good man," Patience an¬ swered. "He is a devoted son and a kind brother. By his own careful raan- agementhehas kept the homestead and placed the family beyond want. And then—he loves me."
Phebe Morgan groaned.   " He is a
God, not in his heart, but on a strange instrument. He dances to the sound of the flddle and mingles with wine-bib¬ bers and sinners. It behooves thee. Patience, to look well to thy way, for thy feet stand on slippery places. Eli Gardner is a steady man, whose princi¬ ples tliee could rely upon, and who would be acceptable to thy family.
" I shall never marry Eli Gardner," Patience answered, firmly.
" Thee isstauding In thy own light," said Phebe Morgan, iu sharp, rebuking tones.
"It grieves me to the heart. Patience, to think of thee joining the world's Van¬ ity Fair, and forgetting the simplicity and spirituality of thy fathers," Jane Wilson said, sadly.
Patience turned from her Aunt Phebe to her mother, it was one of Phebe Morgan's trials tliat ])uople paiil little heed to her advice. Her sister Jane, with Iialf her words, wielded double her jiower. Patience Wilson looked at her mother, and in low, tearful tones answered, "Thee doesn't know what thee asks me to give up when thee bids me to dismiss John Duane."
" I know, my child," broke from the mother's lips. "When I was a girl I stood where thy feet stand."
" Yes, thy mother is a brand plucked from the burning," broke out Phebe Morgan.
Patience Wilsou stood profoundly meditative with white quivering lips. Where she stood her mother had stood before her. The holy calm of that mother's life had grown out of sufter- ing and sacrifice. Patience was worthy of her people. " I will give uj) John Duane," she said firmly.
The query in John Duane's song, " Wliy not I with thine ?" was answer¬ ed. There-was an end to stray locks on Patience Wilson's forehead, and scarlet berries in her hair. Life meant sacri¬ fice now. " I .shall make an out and out Quakeress," she thought.
"She will yet preach from the high seats," thought Aunt Phebe.
But Patience Wilson's mother sighed. Whatever sacrifice her life had known, she had found some compensation in Abram Wilson's love, but no such com¬ pensation came to Patience.
" I sliall never marry Eli Gardner to the longest day I live," she said to her mother, months after she had given up John Duane, and Jane Wilson recog¬ nized iu her daughter a tenacity of purpose that admitted of uo compensa¬ tion.
She was thinking of these things sitting in her tidy sitting-room the fol¬ lowing Sunday afteruoon. She had closed her Bible and laid ofl'lier specta¬ cles, while she glanced around the room with a mother's fond pride. Re¬ becca and the younger sisters were reading quietly, IJut Patience drummed listlessly on the window pane with a weariness in her face that was painful to see in one so young.
"Hadn't thee better read the Review?" asked Aunt Phebe, from her rocking- chair across the room.
"I was thinking areview,"answered Patience, butshe cea.sed her drumming and let her hands fall idly in her lap.
" David, I am ashamed of thee," ex¬ claimed Aunt Phebe as David Wilson let the cat upon the floor with its paws tied up in paper. "Read thy book about tlie good little boy who ought to be a pattern to thee."
"Pshaw!" answered David, some¬ what irreverently. " He died when he was eiglit years old. Good little boys in books always do. I say!" he ad¬ ded, rushing to the window, "there goes Billy Duane. He has got to go up to tlie Church of the Holy Tooth-plek to iiHinp the organ for John. They've got a 'Piscopal crab to preach up there, and Billy says he is the jolliest man to tell stories. "Thee needn't scold. Aunt Phebe, 'cause I call him a crab ; that's his name. I seen it on a letter—Rev. Harold Crabbe. They are going to have some bully music np there to night, 'cause John is golug up to prac¬ tice a chant, and Billy has got to go and pump for him. Golly, wouldn't I like to hear him play ! X wish we had an organ in our meeting-liouse. I dou't see why we don't, I say, mother!" But Jane Wilsou did not answer. A great change Iiad come over her. The meekness had gone out of her face, aud the Madonna sadness from her eyes.— Jaue Wilson seemed to sit among her astonished children not the woman who lived in perpetual calm, butdeeply stirred, and agitated with uncontrolla¬ ble emotion.
"Jane!" exclaimed Phebe Morgan, in deep, significant, and rebuking tones.   "Thee forgets thyself."
" Unfortunately, I remember," was the deep, passionate answer, and for a single instant there flashed inlo Jane Wilson's eyes the siiirltof rebellion that sometimes sat ou Patience's face. It was only an instant. She glanced around the room on her children's wondering faces, and with the habit of years upon her she put away the new, strange mood, and sat with her hands clasped over the Bible, the sad-eyed, Madonna-facetl woman.
Patience Wilson that night crumpled in her hand a note. It was John Duane's old pica presented for the last time :
"Nothing In the word is single. All things by a law divine In one another's being mingle. Why not I with thluo •.•"
" It is contrar.y to the discipline of my whole life," she answered. " To¬ day I have learned anew why men and women should leave father and mother and cleave unto wife and husband. When twain are made one flesh time and distance cannot divide them. This night I have listened to Harold Crabbe —I who once gave him up because his creed was unlike mine--1 have listen¬ ed to him with self-condemnation, say¬ ing to myself, who art thou thatjudgest thy neighbor ? His is a pure heart and a self sacrificing life, whatever his creed may be. I have sat and stood in the great congregation to-night, in a church witli costly gildings and heavy tapestry and pealing organ, stud I have found there true worsliipera of the true God whom we worship.
As Jane Wilson spoke I liere liad come nimu the porch and into th.e little hall the tread of manly feet, with a puzzleil face and eager questioning eyes, Jane Wilson extended her hand.
"John Duane, thee is welcome," she said kindly.
A flush stole over the young man's face as he replied earnestly,
" Friend Wilson, I do not crave your welcome as a neighbor aud as a friend merely. I desire Patience, to have and lo hold, to chcrisli and protect. Am I welcome?"
" Thee is welcome," answered Jane Wilson.
She took the hand of her daughter Patience, and laid it in John Duane's, saying in reverent tones.
"What God hath joined together let uo man put asunder.
" And thyself?" asked PhebeMorgan, who, years before, had put asunder her sister Jane and Harold Crabbe.
" The old way for me," Jane Wilson replied, calmly. " The end is not far oft-."
As for Phebe Morgan, zealous In good works aud faithful in her sect, she left tlie trio to their dreams of love, present and past, and went up stairs softly, re¬ peating to lierself, with anew meaning:
" 'Though I bestow all my goods to feed the jjoor, antl though I gaye my body to be burned, and have not chari¬ ty, itin-ofiteth me nothing.' "
LAGEE BE^r
BY JOSH Bir.i.ixGs.
I have finally cum tow the conclu¬ sion that larger beer as a beverage is uot intoxicating.
I hav bin told so by a gerraau who said he had drunk it all nite long, just to try the experiment, and was obliged to go home entirely sober in tlie morn¬ ing. I have seen this same man drink sixteen glasses, and if he was drunk, he was drunk iu german, and nobody could understand it. It is iiroperenuIV to state that tliis man kept a larger beer saloon, and could have no object in stating wliat was not strictly thus.
I believe him to the full extent of my ability. I never drunk but three glasses ov lager in mi life, aud that made mi bed ontwist as tho it was hung on enil of a string, but I was told that it was owin to my bile bein outov^iilace ; aud I guess that it was so, for I never biled over wuss than I did wlieu I got hum that nite. My wifo thot I was goin tew die, and I was afraitl that I shouldn't, for it did seem as tho everything I had ever eaten in my life was cummin lew the surface; and I do really believe that if my wile hadn't pulled ofT my tiootsjest as she did tliey would hav eum thunderiu up too.
0 ! how sick i wuz! 14 years ago, and I can tasle it now.
1 never had so much experience in so short a time.
If an man should tell me that larger beer wuz not intoxicating, i sliud beleve him, but if he sliud tell me that I wusn't druiik that nite, but that my sturomuek was out ov.order, i sliud ask him to state over a few words, j ust how a man felt and actetl when he was well set up.
Ifi w.isn't druuk that nite, 1 had some uv the most nateral simptums that a mall ever had and kept sober.
In the first place it was about eighty rod from where i drunk the larger beer to mi house, nnd i was thus over two hours on the toad, and had a hole busted througii each one of my panta¬ loon uee'z, and didn't have any hat, and tried lo open the door by the bell pull, and hiekupped awfully, and saw everything in tlie room trying to get round on llie back side ov me, and in setting down in a chair, i didn't wait long enough for it to get extictly uiitler me, when it waa going round, i set down a little to soon and missed the chairabout twelve inches, and couldn't get up soon enough to take the next one tbal cum aloug; and that ain't awl; my wife sed I wuz az drunk az a beest, and, az I sed before, I began lo .spin up things freely.
If larger beer is not iiitoxieating, it used mo most almighty meau, that i know.
Stil i hardly think that larger beer is intoxicating, for 1 hav ben told so; and i am probably the only man living wlio ever drank enny when his liver was uot plumb.
I don't want to say cunything agin a harmless temperance bevridge, but if i ever drink any more it will^ be with my hands tied behind me, ''and my mouth pried open.
FOE THE LITTLE POLKS.
NOTHING TO DO.
•' I hft ve shot my arrows and spun my top,
.Vnd bandied my last new ball; I trundled my hoop UU I had to stop.
And I .swung till I got a fall; I tumbled my books all out ofthc shelves.
And hunted the pictures through; I've Hung them wlience they may sort them¬ selves,
And uoiv—I have nothing to do.
"The tower ot IJabel I built of blocks,
Came down with a crash on the floor ¦ M.v train of cars ran over the rocks.
I'll warrant they'll run no more— I have raced with Grip till I'm ont of breath;
My slate is broken In two. So I can't draw monkeys I   I'm tired to death.
Because I have nothing to do.
" Tho hoys have gone lo the pond to llsh.
They bothered me. toi>. to go: But for fun like that I hadn't a wish.
l-'or I think It's mighty * slow ' To sit all day at the end of a rod.
For the sake of a minnow or two. Or to land at the farthest an eel on the sod—
I'd rather have nothing to do!
" Mari.i has gone to Iho woods for flowers—
And Lucy and Nell are awa.y Alter berries—I'm sure they've been out for hours,
I wonder what makes them stay; Ned wanted lo saddle Brunette for me.
But riding Is nothing new; ' I was thlnlclng you'd relish a canter.' said he,
'Because you nad nothing to do.'
" I wish I was poor Jim Foster's son.
For he seems so happy and gav. When his wood Is chopped and his work all done.
With his mile half hour of play; Kenelther has books, nor top. nor ball.
Yet he Is singing the whole day through: But then—he Is never tired at all.
Because he has nothing to do."
" There is no use," Patience Wilson was saying to herself. " I can not grieve my mother so. After to-night there shall be an end. After to-night!" She arose with a determined air, put on the simple drab bonnet and gray shawl aud went out. At the gate she halted and glanced at the wimiows of the low farm-house. Through the half- parted curtains ofthe sitting-room she could see her Aunt Phebe's rigid face and snowy cap, and Patience Wilson unconsciously crouched behind the fence. What she meditated would bring all the vials of that good woman's indignation on her liead. She glanced upward to her mother's bedchamber where a low light burned. Was that mother praying for her? And was the intent of her heart counter to tliat mother's prayers aud teachings? She turned for a moment as if to retrace her steps.
The light of her mother's chamber wentsuddenly out and Patience debated with herself. " She will never know," she said, "and I must hear John Duane's music once more." She turned for a moment and took the direction of St. John's.
Suddenly she stopped, for the door of the farm-house closed softly and a bent figure moved slowly down the narrow walk and out of the little gate. She bent her ear to listen, but there was no sound save the ringing of the bell at St. John's. That bell brought up a memory of John Duane again.— " It was only my nerves that m-ade me think I heard footsteps," she said to herself reassuringly. "Aud I must hear John Duane this once.'' She moved on stealthily, half crouching by the road-side, and a little way behind, like a shadow of her guilty self, stealth¬ ily crept another half bent figure. It took the direction of St. John's also, sometimes wavering as Patience had done, but always choosing finally the road that lay toward the little Episco¬ palian church.
Away in the back of St. John's, so far back that she .sat quite in the shadow. Patience Wilson sat and listened to the organ's music.
As the last notes died away, another woman in the simple garb ofa (Juaker- css entered the opposite side of St. John's and sat down intheshndow like¬ wise. Studying tliose two faces, one could not hut be struck witli their re¬ semblance. One had listened to the music as if her heart aud soul were drinking in the strains. The other had listened to the sermon not less ea¬ gerly or intently. On the faces of both was the meek sadness of self-re¬ nunciation witli tills diflereiice—one was self reuunciation just begun, the other wai self renuneiatioii with the stamp of age ujion It.
After the sermon Patience Wilson arose and wentout. Shelonged lo hear the last chant, hut she would not for the world have John Duane see her there. At the same lime the plain wo¬ man in the opposite shadow arose and went out. On the graveled wallc they came face to face.
" Patience!" exclaimed the elder wo¬ man.
" Mother!" exclaimed the other.
They walked on in silence toward their home. Phebe Morgan met them at the door.
" Where has thee been ?" she asked, anxiously.
" To St. John's," answered Jane Wil¬ son, calmly.
" Not there? And thee a preacher ! It is contrary to the discipline!" ex-
 „—„       — ._ _   claimed Phebe Morgan, In a shocked
man of the world, given up to its pomps j tone.
aud vanities," she said.   "His raiment     Jane Wilson smiled.   That smile waa
is of fashionable cut.   He praises his' full of dignified self-assertion.
"Come Down."—We wero much amused the other day by an anecdote of a certain Secretary of a Governor, sev¬ eral removes backward from the present Chief Magistrate of the Empire State. Like most sub-ollicials to whom some "pressing" final process is committed, hehadau itching palm, while at the same time it would not be exactly safe to show his hand too openly. On one occasion he had, for the third lime, been waited upon by au impatient par¬ ty interested in two important bills which had jiassed the Legislature, and, witli sundry others, were awaiting the Governor's signature.
"Did you place my bills before his E.'icellency ?" asked the party of the Secretary.
"N—n—not yet," said he (he had a slight impedimeut in his speech,) n— not quite yet; the G—g—governor's v—very busy. By the b—by, what was the n—name of the m—man that g—got up into a t—tree wlieu our Sa¬ viour was w—walking along t—that way?"
" Oil, you mean Zaooheus ?"
"Y'—yes; that's the man. W—well do you r—recollect what was said to him?"
" Certaiuly; Zaecheus, come down !"
"Ex—a—actly; ye—os, 'come down !' I was thinking of that ye—esterdiiy, when you e—called, but I c—couldn't r—re—member the name !"
The hint was taken; the party "came down" accordingly ; and when he next called his signed bills were ready for hita.—Galaxy.
A stingy husband accounted for all the blame of the lawlessness of his children in company by saying his wife always " gave them their own way." "Poor things, it's all I have to give them," was her prompt reply.
" My dear," said an anxious matron to her daughter, "it is very wrong for young people to be throwing kisses at each other." "Why so, mamma? I'm sure they don't hurt, even if thev (lo hit."
A singular freak of nature was seen in an Arkansas town, recently, iu the shape of a man with three ears: one ou each aide of Ills head, and a tliirtl— which belonged to another fellow—be¬ tween his teeth.
Au old lad.y, recently lamenting the cold and backward spring, remarketl she had some hope yet, as she saw by her paper ''that seed time and harvest would never fall!" She was remluded that the sentiment was not original iu lier newspaper, but wa-s'copied from another journal.
At a large party, the other oveuingf while a young lady w.is playing the piano with peculiar touch, a bystander remarked : " I'd give the world for her fingers." He was greatly taken aback by her prompt reply that he might have the whole liaud—for his own. But then it's leap year, you know.
A Scotch lady, visiting a city, com¬ plained much of the hardness of her bed. To this her host responded that the harder the bed the healthier the rest—even when the bed was hard as a board. "Oh! aye!" cried the Scotch¬ woman, "these be the new-fangled boards of health I hear tell of."
Dr. W , on one occasion, received
no fee for marrying a parsimonious couple; and, meeting them several months after, at asocial gathering, took up their baby, and exclaimed, " I be¬ lieve I liavea mortgage on this child!" Baby's papa, rather than have any ex-
Elanatlon before the company, quietly anded over a V.
AMONG THE CORAL BEEFS. "Were you ever shipwrecked, Mr. Trimble? asked John, oue day, as the old sailor sat in the chimney corner, smoking his after-dinner pipe of to¬ bacco.
" Twice in my life I have beeu ship¬ wrecked," answered Mr. Trimble, un¬ concernedly.
Nancy looked up in admiration at the man who could speak so coolly of such wonderful perils as the word shipwreck brought before her.
"I should like very much to hear about some dangers on the sea," she said, rather timidly.
"You would? \'i'ell, I'll tell you and John about some adventures I had down in the South Pacific Ocean, in my first voyage to Australia."
The children drew their chairs up closer and, carefully knocking the ashes olf the lop of his pipe, his usual preparation for a story, Mr. Trimble began.
" Ten years ago I w.is third mate in the ship Golden Crescent, trading be¬ tween San Francisco, Australia, and the East Indies. I had come from New York lo California, on a ship bringing passengers lo the gold country, and when the chance was ollered me to go on a voyage to the Indies, I was very glad to go, for I had a longing to see those countries."
" What did you carry in your ship ?" asked John.
" Mostly lumber, whicli wo left at Melbourne. We were going to bring baek eoflee from Java, and tortoise shell, ivory, and a lot of other knick- kuauks from Singapore. We had beau¬ tiful weather out on the Pacific, fair winds aud no calms, with a prospect of making a quick passage to Mel¬ bourne, that's the capital of Australia, you know. Well, we hail made over two-thirds ofthe passage, when oue af¬ ternoon, as I stood ou deck, I was sur¬ prised to see wliat a heavy sea we were, running in. There was only a light wind, but the sea wtis as high as If w.- had had a hard blow for several day.<. I mentioned my surprise to the secoiid mate, and he went into the cabin aud brought tlie captain on declc to look at it. 'The captain stood just beside me, as he looked off iu all directions.
" ' Mr. Trimble,' said lie, ' have you ever sailed in tliese seas before ?' " ' No, sir,' I answered. " ' I am of the  opinion,'   he  said, ' looking  anxiously  ahead, ' that  we aro sailing right into the jaws of a ty- plioon.   We are in the right latitude for them, but it is not Ihe season we usually expect to get them.'" " Are typhoonsanythiuglike whales?" asked Nancy. •
Mr. Trimble LiuglieJ uproariously at this question.
"No, indeed, bless you eyes! they are terrible winds that come up in tlie hot regions and blow 'round and 'round ill atiircle. Sometimes they takeaship and whirl her around lill she goes all lo pieces. A sort of hurricane atsea. I've known them to swallow a great vessel before you could say ' Jack Robinson.' "As I was saying, the captain made this remaric to me, and then turned to give some orders, when, crash ! before we knew what we were about, the ty¬ phoon struck us, and the day seemed lo grow darlc. For a few mluutes every¬ thing was like mad on board ship. The captain held by one hand to a rope aud shouted his orders in a voice like a trumpet. But the sailors had as much as they could do to keep from beiug blown overboard. The gale took the vessel amidships, and the first shock carried the mizzen-mast clean over the side, iind tore all our sails to ribbons. This lasted about ten or fifteen minutes and then we had a lull, and the air was as peaceful as ever it was.
" As soon as the wind was quiet. Cap¬ tain Clynes gave his orders, ami had tlie broken spars and rigging cut away, and the decks cleared. 'The ship was a good deal strained, and the carjienter feared she would spring a leak. The captain and second mate both said the lull was deceitful, aud if we couldn't get out of the course of the hurricane, we should have it ou us again. Fortu¬ nately the ship was not under full sail wlien the wind strucli lier, and we had still enough canvas left to carry the ship.
" ' We must tiy and make one of the nearest islands, and lay by a few days for repaira,' saitl the captain.
"I was standing on deck, while the captain went into his cabin to consult the chart before giving orders, when one of the sailors came up to me. He touclied his hat, as sailors do when they speak to an officer, and then said,
"' Jlr. Trimble, does the captain wautti good port to sail into, out of the reach of the hurricane?'
" ' Why do you ask tliat, Ben ?' I returned. ' There isn't any chance of a ]7ort here, is there ?'
" ' I was shipwrecked once in these latitudes,' answered Ben, ' and we found the snuggest little harbor inside one of those coral reefs, where we stay¬ ed till we got fitted out for sea again. And, if the captain would veer half a Xioint to the northeast I am sure we should hit the very spot again.'
" The way some of these old, south- sea sailors know the lay of the land, without using either chart or compass, is sometimes wonderful, aud I thought, perliaps Ben miglit be right in his guess. So I went down and told the captain what he said.
" ' It would do no harm to try for it, he said; 'the ship is sure to find some island, either inhabited or desolate, be¬ fore many hours, and we must have shelter.
" So he turned the ship lo the north¬ east. An hour before sunset, we saw, uot very far distant, a little island, ly- ingalmost level with the water. It was a narrow rim of land, only a few hun¬ dred yards wide, and as round as the ring on my finger. In the middle of it was a beautiful basin of water as smooth as glass and as blue as the little lakes I've seen among the mountains. It was thehandsomestsightleverlook¬ ed on—the bright-green ring of land, the blue lake, aud thedark-green break¬ ers, dashing into white foam on the outer edge of the reef. We gave the breakers a wide berth, and sailed around till we found a little channel which led into the harbor. This was very nar¬ row, with the sharp edges of the reef jutting out each side. It took pretty good seamanship to get our vessel in tlirough the narrow pass, and when we were safe inside, and had dropped an¬ chor, we were all as thankful a set of men as you ever saw.
" I had lieard of coral islands before, but this was the first time I ever saw one. You've seen pieces of coral, haven't you, children?"
" Yes," answered John. "I have. It was white, and solid, and nearly as large  as ray head."
" I saw a piece which all branched out like the limbs of a tree," returned Nancy.
" Well, all the coral is made by a lit¬ tle animal, which looks so much like a flower, that it was a long time before men kuew whether it was a flower or a fish. It is round, with a mouth in the middle, and feelers .spreading out from it, like flower leaves from the cen¬ ter of a flower. It has all sorts of beau¬ tiful colors, too. I've seen the bottom of the sea like a flower garden with thein. These little creatures fasten on the bottom of the ocean, or they take the rocky ridges which lie away down
then they suck in all the lime, and such like, that there is in the sea-water, and as fast as one dies it becomes part of the coral, and a new animal grows out above It, and thus they build, and build, till the coral reef pushes above water."
"Then there isn't anything growing ou them, is there ?" said John.
" O, yes, after the reef gets fairly up, the waves keep dashing upon It all sorts of stuff, which decays aud turns lo soil. Dead fishes are washed into the crevi¬ ces, and rotting there, make it fertile ; birds fiy over from larger islands and drop seeds in these crevices; plants springup.anddyingyearafteryearmake more soil. So in a few years the island is all covered with flowers, antl trees. Our reef, which I am telling you aljout, was not only as green as could be, but it was inhabited. As soon as we got iu, a whole settlement of Malays came trooping to the shore to look at us."
" Were they savage?" asked John.
" No, they were quite friendly.- Some of them took a boat, and loading it with cocoa-nuts, came to the side of our ship. We had a man on board who had been on mauy voyages to Jlalacca and he kuew their talk. They liad a long par¬ ley with him, and inviied us lo come on shore, where they .said we could get plenty of fresh water.
"1 wouldn't have dared logo," .said Nancy. " I should have been afraid of them."
"I shouldn't," said .Tohn. "Say- ages will generally treat you well if you trust lu them. Did you go, Mr. Trim¬ ble?"
"A good mauy limes. AVe stopjied there while we rigged up a new mast, and the men often went asliore. I could tell you a long yarn about the Malays, and the way they lived, but my pipe is out, and I must put itofl'till another time."— The Little Corporal.
LEGAL   NOTICES.
T« n   TT aroTiCE.
f T?i-    ''^^"'^ Legal Kepresentatives '" -^''zabeth Bowman, otherwise call¬ ed Elizabeth Seesholtz, late of Provi¬ dence twp., Lancaster co., Pa„ dec'd. YOTJ are hereby notined that hy vlrtueofnn "'."l °i,i i,°''?''i"'s' Court of Lancaster J'^'Sf/i" ""^ directed, i win hold an Inquest ia,''W.?'J'"' '"" ';''!£°' "'= n^nl Estole of Elizabeth Bowman (otherwise SppiiliAlty ^ .n.- ceased. on SATURDAY. AUGu^5Fl8rl8¦(l,s iit 2o'clock. P. jr., at the premises in rroVide'nce township, Lancaster county, Pu., uhcn and where you may attend If y<»u think rrnner J. F. FltliV. KhltiiV .SherltTs onice, Lancaster, July 2,1808. Julyl •ii-si
SEWING   MACHINES.
B.lSKItri'T N»TIC£.
In the District Court of) the United .States for^   In Bankruptcy, the Eastern DlstrlctJ of Pcimsylvaniu.
At Laxcastek. Julv 2, I.SliS.
LEGAL   NOTICES.
A».1HSISTlt.VT<HfS XOTIOK.
Estate  of Catharine Killliefl;.'r, late of Manor township, deceased.
LETTERS of administration on said estate having been granted to the undersigned, all persons Indebted tiiereto arc roiiuested to make Immediate sett lenient, and tho.se having claims or denuuuls against the same, will pre¬ sent them witliout delay for .settlenieuL lo the undersigned, nwidiiig in iMllIersviile.
CHRISTIAN II. KILLIIEFEU. June 20 01*31 Ailministiator.
EXKCU'l'OK'S SroTICE.
Estate of Henry Herr, late of Leacock townshlj), deceased.
LEITEUS testamentary on .saidestalc having been granted tome Ihcunde'rsigned.aii per¬ sons indebted thereto are retiuested to make Immediate payment, and those having elaiins or demands against the said decedent will present them to the undersigned, residing in said township without delay.
HENRY It. llt:i!R, Jun 2l-tIt-o2 Executor.
rno WnoM it jiay concern.-The nnder- Xsigned hereby gives notice of his appolnl- ment as Assignee of 3II0HAE1. U. WirwER,
of theclty ofLancister, In the counly of L»n caster and State of Pennsylvania, within said District, who has been adjudged a Hunkrupt upon his own petition, by the District Court ol said district.
D. W. PATTER-iON, Assignee, Juil-:!t-n:! 10 EiUit Klng-st., Lancaster.
BAXKBUl'T NOTIC'K.
In the District Court of)
the Uuited States for}-   In IJankrupIey.
the Eastern DlstrlctJ
of Peuusylvania.
At Laxcastki:. .Inly 2, lat^. ^\^0 WHOM IT J1.\Y CONi:EK\.—The undcr- JL signed hereby gives notice of his appoiut- inctit as Assignee of RlflllvVRUMOHLKR, of the eily of Lancaster, in tlie county of Lancas¬ ter and .St;Lle of I'ennsylvaula. within saiii District, who has been adju'lgeil a IJankrupt upon hisown petition, l»y the District Court ot'suiddlstrlcl.
D. W. P-VITERSON, Assignee.
Jul -l-St-::;! ill East Klng-st.. Lancaster.
DRY  GOODS, &C.
A»MIXIS'I'B.Vl'«If.S XO'l'ICJE
Estate of Catharine Lutz, late of West Coealico township, deceased.
I' ETTERS of administration on .said estale Jhavlng heen granted to the undersigned, all persons Indebted thereto are reituesteil to inol^eImmediale payment,and those having claims or demands against the s.ime will pre- sentthem without delay for settlement to tiic undersigned, residing In Ephrata lownshit). SAMUEL WOLr. June lO-Ot-SO Admlnlstratoi'.
OI' NEW AND ELECiAXT
SPRING      DRY      GOODS!!
AT THE NEW .STORE.
Corner of North Queen and Orange Streets.
ANICE.i.ssortmenlof all kinds of Foreign and Domestic
D B, Y"^   GOODS,
whicli are to be sold cheap. Please call and ccamliie our Stock before iiiircliasing else¬ where. Aim.\..M SCHEETZ.
rEEWONAl..—Having secured the .services of (I well known and ccpcrlenced tailor, particu¬ lar atlentlon will be paid to
GENTS' AND BOY.S' CLOTHING.
U.VnGAIXS IN SlJI'r.S !
apll-lf-20 Alilt.VM SCHEETZ.
C^'
EXK€UTOn\S ?i<>TI€r.
Estate of Ciiristian Hoffman, lalc ol' Earl township, tleceaaed.
LETTERS testamentary oil said oslute liuv- Ing been granteil lo the luulersljjiiyd, all persons indebted thereto are rcciuesi ed to make iminedinte payincut, and Miosu having; elaini.s or demands against the »auic will present tiiemfor Hettleiuent to tiie underslEjued, re¬ siding In «ald ttiwuslilp.
MAG3JALEXA lIOrF.M.VX. inn i;t-iit*.'[0 Kxcculor.
EXECUTOItS^ XOTIC'i;.
Estate of Jacob Hoover, Jate of Salis¬ bury twp., decoaseil. LETTERS testamentnt-y on wiid e.sI:Ue Imv- lug been grnntcvl i-o the \tudevsif;noil, ali persons indeblert thereto uro retiuestediomake immediate settlement, and tliose liaving ciuimsordemandsagaiunt Lbesame, will pre¬ sent tiiem witliout delay to tlie undersigued, residlnjr in said lownshfp.
SAMUELS. HOOVER,
of yalishurv twp., JOirXJi, \VJLSO>*.. ul'Ijuacock twp., jun 27-CL*J2 Execntors.
AD3tI\'ISiTllATOK'S XOTIC'E,
Estateof Jesse Haines, late of Sailsbii ry twj)., Ijaneaster Co.,   ec'J-
LETTERS of administration on said estate having lieeu granted to tlieuudcvsigned, all Persons indebted tlieretoare recj nested to make mmcdiutepayment, and tliosc Iiavini; claims ordemnnds against tile .same will present them for settlement to tlie  iinderNitriied.
IIARMANAMIRICHT, Jnlyi-(;t-33   Penninglonville. L'liester tU, l^u
AUUlToirS A'OTSCE.
Estateof John Reinhold, late of "West Coealico twp., Lancaster Co., dec'd.
THE undersigned An<Utor, appointed todis- triljulu the balance remainiii'^ itt the hiimls of Jacob Ueinliold i<c I'eLcr Ucinhuld, adminls- tralors of said deceased to and among those legally entitled to the same, will attend for that nnrposeon TU1-:SI)AV, AUGUST!, ISiW. at 10 o'clock, a. m., in the l^lbrary Itooin ol the Conrt Hinise, in thoijily of LancasK-r, wliere ail persons interested in said distribtiiloti may attend.
I!. II. FrilCKINCJr.R, Julyl-lt-:!J Anditor.
or. ASS    ^VARK,
n)ireet from the arantifaeturer.s.
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Xo. 5 EAST KING STUEICT, ^lALT. ATTEN'TIOX TO TlIEIll
NEW   DEPAllTMENT,
Glass aiiU Qucciisirare.
A Ijargo Stock, from Kirst Hands,
Our arrangements aresneli lltat we eau oiler CHEAT liAHGAINS in all kinds of
(ii.Ass Axi> <ii:i:i:.vs>VARi:.
Onr.stocic of
DItY liOOlKS, t'AUl'EfS,
^I'lM^OV.'-SlI.VUFK A- OII. ITOTILS
we are now selling at
MUCH UEUUCEI) I'RIC'HS!
tn,Reuteinber tiie BEE JflVK STOKE.
w i: X T y- BRO T ir e it s,
>'o. .*> IvrtstKingstreel.
The Singer Sewing IWacliliie
WINS THE PRIZE OF $100,
A S the subjoined report will show. It Is w*-P^'JP^''.*^*^''^ to state that the Agent of the \\?^^x^^'^^?^ Machine publicly challenged fn^^thf^^.H^^'S^^'^^f "*''''= 'est trial, clafm- mg that the Howe Machine could do any work eqna ly as well and soma ihlnga better ' than tlie Singer Machiue, and as a proof to thisstateraent,putupsio6a3 a forfelC to fhe Children's Home which was covered bv the Singer Agent.
REPORT. The agent of the Howe Sewing Machine liaving eliallenged the agent of the Singer iaewlng Machine to a public test trial ofthe. superiority of Howe's Machine over all others, claiming that said Howe's Machine could do ""?, '^^'^^^ done by other machines equally .,ni-«'iV'' "^ ^?"*° tilings much better than chfn^ »ri "^'^' ^^^ ¦^'^ent of the Singer Ma- underiS ,^'.^*=°?P'*^!* '"^'^ challenge, and tho Snrt?es to « t'i"'''''*^ V*=^" appolnted'by Bald Tivi ui^nrJ^.ih"^^"^"'^ ^^i'*^" "Pon the rela¬ tive adaptedneas of said mach^c!* for work, generally, and to consider and dec do on th a superiority of the fan,iiy"mach?ne of eSh party for hemming, liraijing, cording tuck- ng, felling and quilting; an3 on the s&pe?t6^- liy of the mapnfiiciurlng machine of each parly for tailoring, shoe work, saddlers' work and coach trimming, beg leave to report- That tliey attended said public teat trial at the Court House, In Lancaster, Pa., on Tues- ilr.y, Wednesday and Thursday. April 14th l.jlli and Kitli, 1S08, and after Wltne^<sing the workings <if said nmclilnes, by the respeettve parties, una closely scrutinizing the wort done, give the following as their decision In. the premises: That tlieSingerfamlly machine executed tlie most of the work done, neater and l)elier titan the Howtr machine, and work¬ ed faster and seemed to be more easily oper- rateii, tanking less noise.
Tite hemming done on tlie SIpger machine was mncli superior on some materials, than on Howe's and equally wt-dl on others. Extra heavy work, light tncking, felling and cording done was better executed on tho Howe ma¬ ciiine titan on tiie Singer. The hemming, heayy tucking, rutlllng, braiding, fancy Inatding. clreular work and othe- binding were all Ijcller done by the Singer machine.
Singer's macliine greatly excelled Howe's In galiieriiigand sewing on rullles atone and the same operation,-and on braiding.
On llie manufactnrlng macliine ofthe re¬ spective parties tests were made on shoe work, carriage trimming and other materials, all of wiiieii proved the superiority of Singer's ma¬ cliine over tlieir uonteMlants.
SAMUEL SLOKOM, A. U. BARR. E. MCMELLRN,
•%»¦   Committee.
¦\Ve, the unilcrsigned, being the majority of the Committee toreport upon the Test Trial of the Howe Sewing Machine with the .Singer Sewing Machine, nnd having reported upon tlic same In part, now desire to slate that we made a very thorough examination Into the merits ofthe work executed by the respective maelilnes at the test trial, and say in all can¬ dor tho report waa according to our best judgment In the matter. As a further guar¬ antee we take the liberty to Insert here a pre¬ cise record of the votes cast as we examined the goods in the committee of the whole, viz:
.SHOE WORK—Singer had 3 votes on two points, and 4 votes on one point. Howe had 3 votes on 1 point.
CARRIAGE TUIMMIXG-Slnger hnd 3 voles on stitching and 5 on hemming. Howe had 2 voles on stltcliiugand none on hemming.
KAMILV—Singer had 1 votes on hemming, .Ton bindlnii,3onruming.-Ion fancy braiding, 3 on plain braiding, 2 on extra heavy work, 1 on light tucking.-1 on circular eap work, 2 on
186$.
SPKI^TO.
ISGS.
CLOTHS, CASSIMERES & CLOTHINa
—AT— v
IK.VfiEK A UKOTIIKRS.
Fine Ulaclc and Colored CloLlis. Krencli and American Coalings. Cassimeres for Suits. Caslimeretis, Drap tie 'Ete, Jeans. Ac. Also. GOODS FOR BOYS' "WE.-VR. Avery largo and complete assortment, and Prices as low as In WOO.
READY-MADE  CLOTHING.
FIXE DRESS SUIT.S.
-MEDIUM A>'D  FINE   C.A.SSIMERE   SUITS.
SUITS FOR HOYS.
A fiill :Ls:^orlment of our own mannfaeliire,
and giiai-antt-ud to glv'e satisfaction in
PUICI-:, QUAI.ITY AND STYLE.
HAGER & BROTHERS.
AVl>rirOR\H XOXICE.
Estate of Susanna YacUey, iatc of West Coealico twp., LancasterCo., dec'd.
THE undersigned Anditor, appoinlc'l to dis¬ tribute tite balance remaining in the iiands of David Conrad «t Peter Reinliohl, Adminis¬ trators of said deceased, to and :;aniong tliose legally entitled to the same, will sit for that purpose on TUESDAY', AUGUST Ith, ISdS, at 'I o'clock, p. m., in the Library Room of llic CourtHouse, in the Oily of Lanc:istcr, wliere all personsinterestedinsald distrilnition may attend. B. B. FLlCiaXGER,
July 1-1^:J3 Auditor.
AUI>ITOK*S XOTIt-'E.
Estate of Joseph Yaelvly, late of AVest Coealico twp., Lancaster co., dec'd.
THE undersigned Auditor, appointed to dis¬ tribute tite balance remaining iu tlie hands of David Conrad &. Peter Ueinliold, Execu tors of said deceased, to nnd among those legally entitled to the same, will sit for that purpose ou TUlfaOAY, AUGUST -Ilit, ISIK, at '1 o'clock, p. m., in the Library room of the Court House, in tlteCity of Lancaster, where all persons Ui- leresled in said distribuliwii may attend.
B.lt.FLlClvIXGER. July l-lS-lt-33 Auditor.
T.\l>Xi:S' I>KE.SS GOOBSI
%Vo invito an examination of
XEW SRRfNU DRESS GOODS, Jusir received.   Also,
MOURXIN'G GOODS of Lupin's Manufacliire rNcr.irniNc '
bomrazixes,tamiT':se, simc poplins caxtox cloths. ch.\llii-s. i'oplix
ALl'AC.\S, MOHAlItS, Ac. BLACK AXD COLORED SILKS, from Fine to Extr.^ Qualities.
HAGER &. BROTHERS.
Iif?l „. . --.        ---.       --
turning corners In cording, 3 on hemming, ll ou felling, 3 on heavy lucking.
Howe had on stitching 1 voles, hemming none, binding^, rulUIng none, plain braiding 2, fancy braiding none, Iieavy work 3, circular cap work 1, cording round corners 3, heavy hemming 2, felling 3, heavy tucking 2. Ou quilting the machfnes each had 2 votes, one member declining to vote.
The above table will show at a glance, that tho Singer Sewing Machine bad thlrteeu points, while the Howe had only five polnta.
"We, therefore, decide that the amount of lorfeit be paid over to AV. \i. Beardslee, the agent ofthe .Singer Macliine, .ind be by him. donated to the Children's Home, in our city, OS agreed upon In the public challenges and his aceei)tauee.
SAMUEL SLOKOM. A. B. BARB. E. McMELLEN",
Committee.
TME I'OIXTS OX WirrCK THE RINOEB EXC£t.S THE IIOWE SIACHIXE.
Tiie foregoing report shows timtrtho Singer is better than the Howe Machine, lu tha foUt>wing particulars:
1. Jt does belter and neater worK.
1. It works much faster.
;j. It works easier—an important matter tlie ladies.
4. It makes less noise.
5. It does betler Hemming on some mate¬ rials, and equally well tin others,—the very thing you need most In thefamily.partlcuUr- ly In Shirt making, on Sheets and Pillow Slips, Pocket Handkerchiefs, Towels, and Tabic Spreads.
(i. It does better Tucking.
7. It does belter Braiding.
S. It Embroiders wliile Hie Howe does not.
». It works better on circular work.
10. Itdoesbeiter Binding. The Howe draws the Binding while the Singer does uot. An. item lo Dress ^lakers.
IL Hjnstly excels the Howe on Gathering anil Sewing on Itudles, at one and the same operation.   The Howe falling entirely In this.
12. It docs belier Slu>u Fitting aud Fancy .Slilchiiigon patent h-allicr.
]:l. It lar excelled Ihe Howe In Coach Trim¬ ming, liolli in time and the mannerof work. •<
1 M-ill also state that the Singer Machine Is moresimi^le in its construction, ease of man¬ agement, and more durable than the Howe Maciiine, tite Howe having 241 pieces, the Singer only 107 pieces.
1 iiusi the people will coll at my rooms,
At Xo. :t East Orange Street,
Two iloors from S..S, Ratlivon'sCIothlngStorG,
LANCASTER, PENXA., tVnd .see for themselves. AVe sell at the low .;st Cash prices. Wegivetijorougli instruction. We deliver the Machine to yourdoors, free of cliarge. M'e Insure tlie Machine to give satis¬ faction or no sale. We iiave permanently lo¬ cated here, and our patrons can rest assured. tliat no pains will be spared on our part to fill all our piedgijs lo our customers. Grateful for the liiieral patronage lieretofore given mo, I
irncsliy solicit a continuance of thesame.
X. 11.—Ladies' and Chlldrens' Underwear ConsUinlly on iianil and made lo order.
\V. W- BEARDSLEE,
may U-tf-i> Agent.
AUDlTOR\H XOTICE.
Estate of Joseph Marlvley, late of Up¬ per Leacock twp., deceased. THE underslttued Auditor, appointed lo dis¬ tribute the balance reninlnlnt; In tho hands of Jacobs. Eby, administrator of said decciised, to and among those legally entitled to the same, win attend for tltat purpose on TUE.S- DAY, the llth day of AUGUST, lS(W,at2o'clock, F. JL, in the Court House, in the Clly Of Lan¬ caster, wliere all persons Interested in said distrlbutlou may attend.
\VM. WEIDMAX, JulyS-lt-3l Autiitor.
Aumxoirs xotkje.
Estate of Catharine Lapp, late of Cier-
uarvon township, Lancaster
county, deceased.
THE undersigned Auditor, appointed lo dis¬ tribute MiotiaUmce remahilng In the bands of Jolin Hertzler, executor of tlie last will of said deceased, Xa) aud among tiiose legally en¬ titled to the same, will attend for that pnrpose on FRIDAY, tite 7th day of AUGirST. l.stJS, :i( 10 o'clock, a. m., In oneof tiie .Inry Rooms r,f the Court House, in the rlty of Lancaste.-, Where all persons Interested in said liislribn- tlon may attend.    • E. D. W'lIITK,
Juhi-4t3fJ Auditor.
under the water, for their foundation;
AUI>1T<>K'S XrtXICE.
Estate of Joseph B. Baldwin, lato of Colerain twp., Lancaster co., dec'd.
1*HE undersigned Auditor, appointed lo dis¬ tribute the balance remaining iu tlie Iiands of William B. Baldwin and John Hucy, e.xe'i- utors, to and aniong those Ic'ally entitled lo the same, will attend for tlial purpose on TUESDAY, AUGU.ST IS, LSliS, ttt 2 oclock, P. M., in the Library Ilooni of the Conrt House, In the City of Lancaster, where all persons in¬ terested in said distribution may atteiiil.
BENJ. F. BAER, juIy-I-ll-3;J Auditor.
AUDITOR'S* NtlTICE.
Assigned Estate of John Frautz aud Wife, of Manor township.
THEundcrstgnedAudltor, appointed to dis¬ tribute tlie ualance remaining in the hands of John Miller, n-sslgnee of John Frant:; and Wife, to and among those legally entllI»Ml to the same, will sit for that purpose on TUES¬ DAY. AUGUST 11, 1803, at 2 o'clock, P. M., in the Library Room of the Court House, in the City of Lancaster, where all persons lulorestcd in said distribution may attend.
B. C. KREADY. Julyl-lt.33 Auditor,
BAXKKU1»T arOTICE.
In the District Court of the) UnitedStates, for theEast'n S-InBanlirnptcy. District of Pennsylvania.     ) At Lakcasteu, June 27, WtS.
TO WHOM IT MAY COXCEUX.-ThC under¬ signed hereby gives notice of his appolnt- •meuL as Assignee of Peter Holier, of the bor¬ ough of Bainbridge, In tho county of.Lancaster and State of Pennsylvania, wltliin said Dis¬ trict, who has been adjudged a Rankntpt upon ills own petition, by the District Court of said district. D. G. ICSHLKMAX. Assignee, juiyl-3t*33       ;Hi Xorth Duke St.. Lancaster.
BANICUUPT XOTICE.
In the District Court of the") UnitedStates. for the East-^   Iu Bankruplry. ern Dlstrictof Penn'a. i
At Lanxahter, the 27tli day of June, ISBS.
TO the creditors of saldBankrupt: Tiicunder- slgned liereby gives notice of liLs appoint¬ ment as Assign eeolSilosWellerof the township of Caernarvon, lu the county of Lancaster, and State of Pennsylvania, within said District, who has been adjudged n Bankrupt upon his own pelition by the District Court of said district. D. G. ESHLEMAN, Assignee,
july 1-3*1-3.1        3U Xortli Duke St., Lancaster.
E.STRAY NOTICE.
CAME to the premises of tho subscriber In Penn township, near Lltlz, Pa.,, about the 17th of June, a RED COW,^ low set and with spike borna.   She Is a milker and has had five or 8lx._ calres. The owner will come forward, prove property and pay coata; otherwise she will be sold according to law. JuJy l-3t-33 ANDREW A. ZUG.
WALL 1»APEP.S I WALL PAPERS
HAGER &. BROTIlEltS are now receivln;
SPIitXG STYLES FOR ISfiS. Our .Stock will be found complete, and to
comprise :i great variety of new designs of
plain and decorative
PAPER   HANGINGS,
Fine Slampcil Gill, Satins, Blank it Wood Colors, for PARLORS,- IIALLS, DIXIXG ROO.MS &. CHA.MBE1W.
Also, DECORATIVE PAPERS In Slarble, Frescoes, Oak, Walnut, Rosewood, <fcc.
Tile most eoniplete assortment ever offered in Lancaster, and will be sold at less than Philadelphia prices.   Call and examine.
HAGER &. BROTHERS.
CAKl'ETS!
ENGLISH BRUSSELS,
ENGLISH TAPESTRY' IMPERI.VL. THREE-PLY.  TAPESTRY.  IX- GRAlX, i;XTUA AXD SUPERFIXE IX- GRAIX,THREE-PLY it PL.VIX VENE¬ TIAN, WOOL DUTCH, COTfAGE, IIE.MP& ItAG CARPi-ri'S, of H.VRTFORD &. LOWELL, ami best Phila¬ delphia makes.
I'LCOR   OIL   CLOTHS, front one to fonr yards wide. COCOA & C.VXTOX >fATTlXGS,
nUGS, DOOR StATS, &c. We now olfor a very full and eompleteStock; and at very low prices,
HAGER &. BROTHERS.
WI.VI)IMVSItA3>E>il WlXnoW NIIAI>£S
HAOER& BROTHEItS have uow In Store a ciioice Selection of
WINDO W 'SHADES,
to 'wliich they invito attention. Also, all widths of WHITE. RUFF it GREEX SHADE HOLLAXDS.
SPItI3(irCJ.   1S6S.   SPUING.
GREAT BEDUCTIOX
XS 1>UY 0001>2Bi!
T UST opened a spfe^idld stock of
NE W   G OODS,
Consistingof tiio following:—a mil line of liie liest.MUSi..tNS, such as tho Xew Y'ork Mills, Wamasnita, Wllliamsville, Forestdale, Hope, IJIackslone.itc; by the yard or piece, at tiie lowest Market rates.
BLEACHED  AXD   UNBLEACHED  SEIIRT-
IXGS it I'lLLOW CASE MUSLIXS, CHEAP,
TICKS, CHEeKS,
TABLE, LINEN & COTTON DIAPER, ^
XAPKIXS, '     TOWELLVG, Ac,
WOOLEN & COrrON FL,ANNELS,-
A  FUi.1i.   I.INi;  OF
MARSEILLICS CiUIf^TR.
HLA.VlvKT.S & COVKULETS, SHAWLS, itf.;
PLAIN X- FANCy /Ji?/^'5 goods:
ALPACAS, -
DEL.VIXICS.
GINGHAMS, Ac.
PRINTS AT C^,V, Se, IOe,-be.stat Viy..
CLOTHS, CA.SSr.MERE.S, VESTIXGS, -
whleh we make np at :islonlshli r low prices, and at short noUce.
Nothing more appropriate for a Gif
than one of the
GREAT
AMERICAN   COMBINATION
Biitloii   Hole,   OvcrscauiingTi
AND
SEWING MACHINES.
Sold by
A Full Uue of
NOTIONS
SUCH AS GLOVES,
UOSK,
GENTLEMEN'S AND LiV.DIES' CHIEKS,
BALMORAL.'- HOOP-SKIBTS, ic.
NECK-TIES,
H.\NDKEa- COLLAHS!
Jl^ Call and examine my stock betore pur¬ chasing elsewhere.
JOHN D. SKILES, Comer of East King and Duke alreels, adjoin¬ ing Jonathan Sprecher's Hotel.
)S  at may 30-tf-28
ALT BY THE BAG OR BUSHEL,
BINKLEY'S. 40)^ Eaat KlDg Street
W.   F.   DUNCAN,
Xo. -IS Xorth Queen st., Lancaster, Pa'
It i« warranted looxccule In the best man¬ ner every variety of Sewluff, Hemming, Fell¬ ing, Cording, Tucking, Braiding, QatherLng, Q,uiltlng,Over!icamlng, Embroidering on the Edge, aud in addition makes beautiful
BUTTOX AXD EYELET HOLES
Inall   FubrlcB.
BST   IT HAS NO EQUAL! ! !   -®|[
BEIXa AB.SOK.VTEEir THE BEST
IN TIIE WORLD!!
AXD INTRINSICALLY' THE CHEAPEST 111
Circulars, with full particulars, and samplo of work done OH this Machine, can be had on application at tho
N.IEES R003IN <>K TJIE C031PANT,
S. AV. Cor. nth & Chestnut sta.,
PHILADELPHIA
For sale by
W. F. DUNCAN,
Ko. 4S North Queen Street,
LAXCASTER, FA.
And by John B, Wisslei:, BruunersvUle, Lan¬ caster county. ideclS-taug 1
CJiui'uiiig made £asy.
Good KresU Butter all the Year Round.
farmers attend! save time! save money;; save labor.!'!
BY using Tomllnson &. Co's {Lincoln Eng¬ land) Celebrated Butter Powder. By tho nse of this Inexpensive Powder, churning of hours is reduced to minutes, and Is applicable to theinuklnt;of Uutterat all seasons oftho year. A small ({nautlty atlded to the milk or cream at the time of churning will produce Butter in much less time, in larger quantity, anil of asupcrlorqualitj-, llavor and consist¬ ency. It remove.s the unpleasant flavor caused by Ihe cows feeding on turnips, garlic, weeds, ic; and prt-'vents all rancidity peculiar to buiier: also makes li llrmer and sweeter evea in tlio ItoUesl weatlier.
Tills Powtier, now lieing introduced into this country, has long been In use throughout Eu¬ rope and the Canadas, and Butter made with It lias Invariably takeu the prize at all Agri¬ cultural Shows, whenever exhibited.
Price "£> els. and .50 cts. per Box. Sold by all respectable Druggists and store-keepers thruughunt the countr.
JAMES A. AR.MSTRONG, tJeneral Acent for United States, Xo. 119 Market-St., Philadelphia, jun 1:1 4ni-30
Xbe Cheapest and Best in tbe World.
COMyiNIXO ALL TIIE LATEST IMPROVE- MEXTS,
s
ETS ol ARTIFICIAL TEETH
from 85 to 825—warranted. AU work at re¬ duced prices at Dr. Chas. A. White's Dental Establishment, Philadelpbla, 103 irorth lOtli St., first door above Arch. Hew York brancU m-iHiTth Avenne. .-»—