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VOL. XVIII. LITITZ, PA., FRIDAY MORNING, AUGUST 9, 1895. NO- 48.
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RECORD OFFICE,
Lititz, Lane. Co., Pa.
]t will Pay You
TO VISIT THE
road S * r e et
(Clothing H o u s e.
Our Stock is larger, more varied and cheaper than you have
ever bought before.
READY-MADE CLOTHING
manufactured to fit and wear, not
sell, as was the case a few years ago.
Youths and for
Are now
simply to
We have Suits for the Men,
Boys, in Spring and Summer weight, at sur
prising prices.
PIECE GOODS !
You just ought to see the pretty, striking
patterns we have on hand. If you see them
you will want to select a suit and have it
measured at once. Said a customer the other
day : " Why I looked elsewhere and couldn't
be suited, but here I had no trouble to get the
goods I wanted.''
HATS AND CAPS !
Do you want a nobby hat, one that will suit
your Spring outfit. I have all styles from fash-ionable
makes in New York and Philadelphia,
but not at New York and Philadelphia prices—
I have Lititz prices, which means about 25 per
cent, lower.
FURNISHING GOODS!
Not to be outdone in Lititz or any other
towns, I selected the neatest and best wearing
patterns of silks and had my Neckwear made
to order, and can boast of having a stock that
will please any customer, young or old, rich or
poor.
A visit oi inspection is requested. You are not forced
to buy. All I want is a fair examination and comparison of
prices with others.
W. H. BUCH, RECORD Building, Lititz.
L. BOAS.
The Hotter the Weather
/ f ^ ^ ^ the more you need a
STRAW
1 4 4 N o r t b Q C i e c o S t r e e t , L a n c a s t e r , P a.
NEWT. WINGERT, MANAGER.
A as Large as a Dione?
Would be i n c o n v e n i e n t to carry, but would be large enough in the various parts
lor you to see w i t h o u t a m a g n i i y i n g glass; and when you h a d paid a fair price for
repairs you could e x a m i n e 1 ui]y uon6* a n d d e t e rmi n e for y o u r s r l i if t h e wo r k h a d be en skill-
How much botch-work is b u r i e d in t h e smallness of the p a r t s of t h e average
watch only t h e skilled w a t c h m a k e r knows.
Don't m a k e t h e m i s t a k e that, one w o r k m a n is as good as another ; a n d when
one charges $2 50 a n d t h e other $1.50 for a c e r t a i n a m o u n t of work t h a t t h e only dif-ference
is in t h e price. In w a t c h m a k i n g , as i n other professions, t h e same rule ap-plies,
viz • Cheap prices, cheap work.
To do good work one must have not only good tools but skill to use them. We
™ , , i0 1 i r m e n d s and p a t r o n s will bear us out in t h e s t a t e m e n t t h a t when
we u n d e r t a k e t o do w o r k it is done r i g h t . We get work f r om all over t h e county.
o f for r a i l r o a d men, a n d you can send us YOUR WATCH
WOKK in perfect confidence t h a t it will be p r o p e r l y done. Give us a t r i a l.
c . H . W I e r n t z ; A g t .,
WATCHMAKER AND JEWELER,
116 N. Q U E E K STEEET, LANCASTER, PA.
Now is the time for BARGAINS in Men's, Boys' and
Children's Hats.
THE ERROR OF A MAN.
bABURNUMS! golden, tasseled,
feathery ; tender-leaved and
amply blossomed ; arching over
ai d gently shadiQg the long, grassy
pathway from the home to the outer
world. The trunks are old and warped
and twisted, but ever juvenescent as
the Spring returns; claiming youth by
reason of the tender green of their
branches and the dropping blossoms
which hang as golden stalactites from
the roof of this shaded alley.
Midway between home and the
world stands a wooden seat, where sits
a grave-faced nurse plying her needle
as she guards the babies which tumble
on the grass beside her. Two of them
there are, plump and happy, and they
sit in the flickering shadows and pick
the daisies which look up at them,
grasping the flower-heads with full
five slow fingers, then cooing when the
treasures lie limp within their palms.
A man-baby and a girl-baby ; and the
man-baby wears a black sash and rib-bons
to his white frock, for he is an
orphan. The giri-baby is the daughter
of the house, and she also is mother-less,
but she wears no trappings of woe.
By and by a breeze comes and
bends the supple branches of the la-burnums
and shakes the golden petals
onto the green path ; and the babies
look grayely at them as they fall, and
the girl-baby grasps them in her dim-pled
hands. Then crawling close to
the man-baby, she opens her fingers
ands showers her golden treasures, all
crushed, into his tumbled pinafore; for
some minutes the man-baby sits staring
gravely at them still, then at length
he smiles a lovely smile, and, leaning
his curly head close to the head of the
girl-baby he rubs her plump cheek
with his own.
>[i iji
Laburnum's bloasom every Spring,
despite caprice of climate; and ten
years later the grassy pathway looks
unchanged, except that the grave-faced
nurse is graver, and the man-baby and
girl-baby have grown. The white
frocks, too, have given place to tum-bled
holland, and the chubby faces
have become more shapely. The girl-child
is dark-haired, dark eyed and
impulsive; the man-child's head is
covered with short brown curls, and
his eyes are soft and dreamy. They
both lie flat, their chins propped on
their palms, and they kick their heels
as they turn the pages of a book.
" Oh !" cries the man-child sudden-ly
and with disgust, "some one has
scribbled in my book ! what a shame!"
and his handsome face flushes with the
strength of his objection.
Then does the face of the girl child
flush also; but the man-child does not
look at her, he is looking at the writ
ing.
" It's a verse," he says slowly. Then
after a pause, " I think I don't mind
it so much after all."
Then does the girl-child spring from
the ground, and, crossing to the old
laburnum tree by the wooden seat,
begin to tear its bark with a rusty iron
nail. The man-child rises also and
slowly follows her, looking absently at
her handiwork as he thinks of other
things. Then, turning to him with a
smile lurking in her eyes, the girl-child
points to the tree, and the man-child,
rousing himself, reads in rug-ged,
mis-shapen letter, the words,
" Angela did it."
" You did it 1 You wrote a verse ?''
exclaims the man-child.
" Yes," replies the girl child, with a
pout of deprecation,
" I'm not angry," he replies earnest-ly,
"I'm glad now. But you must be
very clever."
Theman-child grows thoughtful and,
taking a knife from his pocket, cuts
the lightly scratched letters deep into
the tree; and the girl-child watches
him in silence.
" Angela is clever, sir," remarks the
man child gravely to the gray-haired
man who sits by the open window of
the study as they go in to tea, " she
has written poetry."
The gray-haired man smiles kindly.
" We mostly write poetry, or think it,
at some time of our lives," he says.
* * * * * *
A. R. BOMBERGER,
LITITZ.
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REFRIGERATORS, ICE CREAM FREEZEBS, ETC.
haired, dark-eyed and impulsive, and
her figure is still slight and straight
in her flowered dimity gown ; but
something has stamped her with a
sweet restraint which checks the impul-sive
tongue and softens the bright eyes,
and the power which has done this is
love. For the woman loves the man.
To the man this love, or, indeed,
the love of any woman, is a thing un-known
as it is unneeded. He tells her
of his dreams, of his impatience of the
life of commonplace work which he
has decided to discard, of his hopes of
the ideal life he intends to live beneath
the inspiring skies of Italy—land of
Dante, of Botticelli, of Michael Ange-lo
; oi art, of light, of song. How can
he fail to give voice to the poetry
which lies within his soul—the words
of rapturous melody which are to
bring him fame ?
And the woman, listening and ques-tioning,
feels the love well up in her
heart, aye, even shine forth from her
eyes; and she knows she need not
check it, she knows that the man will
never notice it. To please her taste
she would have back the short curls of
his boyhood; she would fill his eyes
with the fire of life, and his heart with
a strong enthusiasm, but she sees that
the man must go his way, and dream
his dream yet awhile.
Aod the woman smiles cheerfully
into the man's face as they say good-by,
and she watches him go down the
green alley checkered by light and
shade—out into the world beyond.
Then she rests on the old seat with
clinched hands and contracted lips
that the moan which rises in her heart
may not escape into sound. And later
on the woman lakes the tattered book
and writes in it until the light is dim,
and the slow tears fall onto her hands
unheeded, for she has forgotten to
check them.
A year later the man comes again
up the grassy pathway from the outer
world and halts before the old seat.
The woman rises with a flush upon
her cheeks, and looks at him in won-der,
for the man's brown curls are
crisp and short, and his eyes are filled
with eagerness.
" What is it ?" she asks, faintly.
" I have done with dreams," he an-swers
her.
" Tell me," she pleads.
There
is silence, and the face ol the
man becomes grave. Motionless they
stand facing one another, while many
moments pass. Then he lays his hand
gently on her arm and draws her
away down the grassy pathway. The
whole length of the alley they pace,
her heart throbbing wildly ; then as
they turn again he breaks the silence.
" Far away in Italy, as I lay dream-ing
oi the words which I would write
some day, there came to me the words
written, the song of some unknown
singer." The voice of the man is
strangely restrained ; the eyes of the
woman are soft with tears. " I have
come back to my work in the fever of
the city," he continues, " the poetry
which is swelling in my soul will be
none the sicklier for being brought
forth under gloomy skies."
The gray-haired man in his study
bids the younger man " God speed,"
and the woman's heart is full of a glad-ness
; yet she knows that though there
is fire of life in the eyes of the man
and enthusiasm in his heart, he is as
far irom her as in the old days of his
dreams.
So the man leaves the woman again
aod passes under the golden dropping
laburnums to his work in the outer
world.
She has sent her messages to me'again,
and there is nothing more for me to
write. I only want to see her."
Over the woman's face spreads a
wonderful blush, but the man is look-ing
upward at the golden blossoms.
" You know the singer is a woman ?"
" I always think of her as "such,"
laughs the man.
" Why do you not go to her ?" asks
the woman, passionately.
" She shrouds her name in mystery,"
replies the man.
" What were those—words—which
first roused you—to your work ?"
falters the woman. " i may have read
them also."
" The song which came to me in
Italy, ahd stirred me from my silly
dreams, was ' From a Golden Path-way
;' since then have come many
noble words and tender consolations,
until I feel that I know the writer.
If I could but meet that woman !
Angela, my dear—tears ! Do you
know the poem? Have you read it?"
Without a word the woman rises
from the seat, and taking the hand of
the man she leads him to the old
laburnum. On the dark trunk the
childish letters are still to be seen,
" Angela did it," all warped and rug-ged
with time ; and the woman lays
her finger on the words.
Then through the heart of the man
trembles a great shock of awakening,
and a wondrous tenderness steals into
his eyes. "Angela did it," he mur-murs
; then there is a silence.
" I have had my fond conceits,"
says the man at length, "but I knew
I should love the singer when I found
her." Then he takes the white hand
from the tree, and stooping, kisses the
woman's lips.
* + * * *
Liburnums in the moonlight are
very fair to see, and the grass path-way
is as a floor of white, quivering
mosaic as the man and woman pass
downward to the home.
" But your poems," pleads the wo-man
; " you will write them some day ?"
" You have written all that I would
say," answers the man. " I made an
error. I am no poet—I am but an
appreciator."
And on the face of the man, and on
that of the woman, there lies joy and a
great content.
BIG SAVE ON FURNITURE.
Mrs. Grundy Says.
That notoriety gets as many out of
as into fashionable society.
That vacation days spent in " riot-ous
living " are never beneficial.
That sometimes a man bitten by a
dog is madder than the animal.
That families not going to Europe
this season are almost mortified.
That four times engaged seems to
give a young man success at the last.
That none are more quickly forgot-ten
than our represented socially great.
That people continue to believe that
folly always deserves its misfortunes.
That prejudice ia strongest among
country people who have never left
home.
That there are
letics are beiu<_
jcountry.
That geese are intelligent compared
with women who try to cheat nature.
That fashions of the present season
are a more than ever interesting study.
That golf offers better facilities for
flirtations than any out-door recreation.
That modest women prefer home
bath tub to the promiscuous seaside
bathing.
That those draw social lines closet
who ought not be within them them-those
who
j overdone in
ath-this
This Can be Done for One Month
the Wanamaker Trade Sale.
In these days when money comes
bard and goes easy it is like a present
of actual cash to be given the chance
to buy staple, up-to date and every
way reliable goods at prices a third
lower than are usually asked for dup-licate
values. This chance comes but
seldom, but it is now here offered by
the trade sale of fjrnitqre at Wana-maker's,
which like the fairies' gifts of
old, holds out only so long, and if in
the next month the buyer does not see
to it that the needed piece of furniture
is purchased there can be no hope of
obtaining such prices as now preyail.
Everything that you need from a
single chair to any ornate suite of bed
room or drawing room furniture
clusters together at this great gather-ing
of weakened prices. There are no
weak or spavined-joined articles, how-ever,
among the lot, even down among
the first letters in the price alphabet.
Perhaps you look about the house
and say, " It is overcrowded now,"
but isn't there always room for a
dainty little chair when you find it in
gilt, and brocade silk, marked $4, and
isn't it a bit of pleasant economy to
clean out the boy's or girl's room, re-placing
the old ramshakle mismatch-ed
gleanings from every quarter of
the house with a dainty little set in
oak when the three pieces only cost
$10 ?
Then again, perhaps, you have been
wanting a china cabinet, but have
heretofore regarded it as too much of
a luxury, looked upon it as an aristo-crat
in the furniture line and have
said, " I can't afford it yet." You can
afford it now, for amid the whirlwind
of bargains is a cabinet, just such a
one as you are looking for, with round
glass ends and square front, while the
price mark is only $15. It is the same
way all through the stock. Large or
small pieces, richly carved or severely
simple, big value—little price on every
one.
And then there are carpets as well—
495 pieces of them, standard grades,
that you know the value of as well as
you know you own age. They too,
fall into line with the other prices in
tbis great sale,and there are as remark-able
chances to save money here as on
the furniture, for the carpet trade
quotations indicate advances in price
which will be the^unpleasant greeting
for the tardy purchaser who thinks
that good things last forever.
That there are hundreds appreciat-ing
the advantages of this sale is
proven by the overstocked delivery
wagons and the extra rush of business
at the freight depot, and though the
stock is tremendous it would have to
be a dozen times as large to hold out
more than a month when the goods
are marked in such a way that to see
means perforce to buy.
Let the Little Dogs Alone.
A man set out to walk a hundred
and fifty miles. Two days later another
man followed on the same road and on
the fourth day overtook the first
man. The latter remarked : " This is
the worst road I ever traveled. There
the greatest lot of barking little
I ever saw, and it has taken half
my time to drive them off,
Why, said the second man, I didn't
pay any attention to them, but came
right alocg as if they weren't there.
There is a good moral in the aboye,
which it may benefit many of our
readers to remember through life.—
Our Dumb Animals.
If you are thinking of buying a Bicycle Hits spring, DON' T buy until
you have seen my line of Wheels. Can please you in style, quality and price.
Catalogues Free.
THE LIBERTY at $100 OO
THE LIBERTY at 75 00
THE SPALDING at 100 00
THE CREDENDA at $75 00
THE CRESCENT Line
from $40 to $75
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6 0 NORTH QUEEN STREET, LANCASTER, PA.
Shoes for all Occasions
Comprises absolutely every-thing
handy in footwear. From
Shoes so good to kick with,
that no one ever kicks about
them, to those that touch the
top notch of elegance for even-ing
wear. So that no one has
no doubt about the points o
our shoes, they are all what
they should be from heel to toe, from soles to tops. Their
handsome appearance makes them pictures in leather, so to
speak, while their Superir Quality causes them to wear like
patience.
fins C U H ^ C have put the whole town on a solid footing, a n d m a d e p e d e s t r i a n i sm
U U II O i l U L O popular. Bad Shoes t a x t h e feet a n d h i g h prices t h e pocket book. We ,
t a x neither with
OUR OWN MAKE SHOES.
We have the largest Shoe Store in Lancaster and have
Shoes for everybody and suitable for wear at any time. Buy
your Shoes of the makers and save the middleman's profits.
Laburnums come and go, defying
time ; and again, ten years later, they
are just as young and tender, just as
green-leaved and blossomy as when
they gently waved their shadows on
the babies at their play.
But the babies have grown yet
more, they are man and woman now.
The grave-faced nurse has gone and
the wooden seat is vacant, save for a
loose-leaved book and a broad-brim-med
hat with dazzling ribbons. The
man is tall and languorous and gentle ;
but save that the brown curls lie
longer on his collar, and the thought-ful
expression has deepened in his eyes,
his face is much the same as the boy-ish
face which bent over the book ten
years ago. The woman is still dark-
Laburnum time has come and gone
again and yet again. Messages have
gone out from the home to the world,
and whispers and echoes of the rush
and turmoil have filtered back through
the golden pathway. And the woman
still lives and hopes.
Then to her one day comes weary
footsteps, but the soft turf muffles
their sound and she does not hear
them. Then a voice says quietly,
" Angela," and a little cry of yearniug
is surprised from her. It is the man,
strong and brave, but weary, who
stands there smiling back at her won-derment.
" I have come back to rest awhile,"
he says.
And the woman gives him welcome.
" There is no such place in the
whole world," he sighs contentedly.
" Is it well with your work ?" the
woman queries.
"My work is pleasant to me," the
man returns. " I have grown to care
for it."
" And your poetry—your dreams of
fame'?" she asks.
" They are dead," replies the man.
The woman shivers with her sympa-thy.
" Do not pity me," says the man.
"That unknown singer who sent her
song to me in Italy has won the fame.
That' living pictures " at the sea-ide
now take the place of those at
music halls.
ctory
hoe
tore,
27 North Queen Street, Lancaster, Pa.
The Telegraph.
To send a telegram to London from
New York and get an answer takes
two hours. The messages goes through
Causo, Nova Scotia and Penzance.
When special arrangements have been
made to clear the wires fifteen seconds
will suffice for a message one way.
To register a permanent short cable
address is taxed in some countries. In
Egypt it costs $1.30 ; in Denmark, $2 ;
in Bulgaria, $4; in Brazil, $5 ; in
Great Britain, 5.25 ; in Austria, Spain,
France and Russia, $8; in Turkey,
$20.
Telegrams in secret language are
not accepted for Bulgaria, Roumania,
Servia, Tripoli and Turkey.
There are 601,142 miles of land
lines and 153,649 nautical lines of
cable in the telegraphic world.
The "United States owns no tele-graphs.
England pays an annual in-terest
of over $1,000,000 on the money
invested in her telegraphs. Most of
the continental governments own the
lines in their territories.
In South Africa the telegraph com-panies
are bothered by the natives,
who steal the wire and make bracelets
and nose rings,
A Shoemaker's Novel Trip.
Henry J. Mooney is a shoemaker of
Campello, Mass. He has just bidden
good-by to his wife and children and
started off on a long and novel trip.
At every place he stops he will de-liyer
a twenty-minute speech, during
which he will say that such a feat as
his had never been attempted or
thought of. He proposes to make a
pair of hand-sewed shoes for every
governor in the country, and for Pres-ident
Cleveland himself, if he can get
the chance. His first pair was made
for Gov. Greenhalge, of Massachusetts.
He carries his kit in an extension case
—When one goes to church and
hears a most affecting and earnest
appeal for money to spread the gospel
through the world, and then looking
around sees enough waste material in
the ladies' sleeves in that one church
to keep a missionary in the field, he is
apt to think of Hezekiah xiii-18:
" Woe to the women who sew pillows
to their arm holes."
Nice, Fat, White Arm.
WICHITA, Kan.: John Puliin, a
farmer and politician, was arrested
here, charged with assault and battery
and Mrs. Martha Wentz, the wife of a
neighboring farmer, who says he kias-ed
her twice six weeks ago.
Pullin's answer is that while bis
wife was away Mrs. Wentz went to
his house and remained there about
three hours, or, according to his rural
way of putting it, while his farm hands
plowed ten furrows around an eighty-acre
field.
She wanted, he says, to see the pic-tures
and everybody about the house,
and, finally, when she was leaving, she
raised the sleeve of her dress, exposing
a fair white arm, and said :
" Mr. Puliin, don't you think I am
getting right fat ?"
Then Mr. Puliin confesses, he kiss-ed
her twice without even disarranging
her sun-bonnet.
As there is no law against kissing
in Kansas, the county attorney was
compelled to bring an action for as-sault
and battery.
Mr. Puliin is fifty-two years old;
Mrs. Wentz is twenty-six, and hand-some.
The husband did not intend to
prosecute, but it became a scandal
in the neighborhood.
Fiddle Oases.
A violinist is a man of resources;
at least unlike the archer, he has
always more than one string to his
bow.
A fiddle will stand a good deal of
hard treatment, perhaps because it has
a bridge to get over it by.
" As fit as a fiddle " is a silly ex-pression.
Really, a fiddle has so little
sense of fitness that it often makes the
worst and most discontented sounds
when hugged to the soft white neck of
beauty.
A fiddle doesn't sound well when
being tuned up. But any one would
kick if you were stringing him.
On the other hand a fiddle never
squeals before it is touched, as some
humans do.
The fiddle has been termed frivolous,
but no one ever saw one dance. It is
really a philosopher, and likes to see
others make holy shows of themselves
at its suggestion.
Fiddles are little folks. The fine
ones are wrapped in silk, and the
others have to wear any old thing,
though the latter are certain that thpy
could make as much noise in the
world as the others if they had a
chance.
A fiddle is masculine. Its styles do
not change much, and it is always
most moved by an appeal to its
stomach.
Oyer the State.
Herbert Kreider fell from a bridge
at Reading and was fatally injured.
Judge Pershing will do all he can
to suppress the issuance of bogus mine
certificates.
George Yeager, charged with the
murder of Daniel Stetzal, at Kutztown,
has been discharged.
John Irving was fatally and John
Danko seriously burned by an explo-sion
of natural gas near Pittsburg.
Coal Inspector Sturdeyant, of the
Lehigh Valley Railroad, was killed in
the round house at Wilkesbarre.
Burglars made away with valuable
silverware from the residence of Wil-liam
Freeman, at Williamsport.
Because the noise of its machinery
drove tenants out of the Exchange Ho-tel
at Reading the Metropolitian Elec-tric
Light Company has been sued for
Easton Grand Army men will hold
a picnic on September 25.
Tobias Pottsdamer committed sui-cide
by drowning near Pottsville.
Engineer Funk was killed by his
engine jumping the track near Finlay-ville.
Engineer Herman Myers was killed
and Fireman John Fritz frightfully
scalded by a boiler explosion at Peck-ville.
John Miller was killed and his sis»
ter, Jean, and a Mrs. John Fay were
seriously injured by lightning near
Williamsport.
Twelve thousand persons attended
the Free Baptist and A. M. E. Zion
camps at Chambersburg on Sunday.
Lightning struck the Methodist
Church at Quakertown and twenty
persons were hurt, some, it is feared,
fatally.
Turtle Weighs 875 Pounds.
A turtle weighing over 875 pounds,
and measuring eight feet in length,
was caught in the fish net at Galilee,
near Long Branch. The fisherman
sold it to Senator Bradley for $25. It
took the combined strength of ten men
to get the monster in the tank on the
fishing pier, where it is now on exhibi-tion.
—The latest plea made for the bi-cycle
with a pneumatic tire is that it
is a perfect insulator, and makes the
rider tree from the danger of being
struck by lightning. As the chances
of a man on a bicycle being struck
by lightning have been carefully cal-culated
to be about one in a billion,
The Wheel adds, there will, of course,
be some pessimists who will deny
that this newly-discovered virtue of
the pneumatic as a lightning insulator
amounts to very much.
Atlantic City's Ugly War.
ATLANTIC CITY, N . J., A u g . 4.
The war of retaliation threatened by
the dissatisfied boardwalk amusement
caterers was started to-day with a ven-geance.
John Flood, S. Silmus, J.
Hayward, Charles Clausen and Ara-miah
Luke, proprietors of small at-tractions
on the boardwalk, opened
for business to-day in defiance of
Mayor Stoy's orders to the contrary.
They were promptly arrested and put
under bail for their appearance at
Court.
Immediately after their liberation
they had a man named Char!e3 Ly-man,
who has been employed by them
in the capacity of detective for some
time past, swear out warrants against
the proprietors of the Hotels Brighton,
Windsor, Mansion House and other
leading hotels, charging them with
selling liquor on Sunday, which is a
violation of the law. Their cases will
be heard before Recorder Gouldey to-day.
This radical action has excited
quite a commotion about town, mainly
because of the prominence of the ho-tel
men implicated. Sensational de-velopments
are expected, and dire
results are looked for, particularly
among the saloonkeepers, all of whom
haye been violating the Sunday law.-