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A green Iaue winds along the hill,
Through hazel twigs the sunset dies.
‘Mid hedge birds’ clamor sweet and shrill
The slayer goes in heavy wise;
Astonished steps through bush and brake,
For blind and deaf the dead man lies——
The birds are blithe for summer‘s sake.
The swallows swing now high. now low,
With sharp,shortcries, in skimming chase;
The swart rooks waver to and fro;
Will not their guest his path retrace?
The wild rose flings athwart his face
Her frail, fair store—he will not wake,
He will not leave this woodland place,
Where birds are blithe for summer’s sake.
Still Nature weaves in equal share
The gold beside the blood red thread;
With shower and sun the earth is fair.
Heed not the pain, the doubt, the dread,
The self slain soul, the martyr’s stake,
\V’hile skies smile stainless overhead,
And birds are blithe for summer’s sake.
~—Graham R. Tomson in Independent.
UP A TREE.
No one in Samamos could ever understand
what pleasure Arthur Pervis and I found in
taking long walks, or why we should do so,
when we might just as well ride.
Everybody else, like most Californians,
went on horseback whenever it was possible,
and a stroll to the postoffice or along the
beach was the utmost extent of pedestri-
anisni.
But Arthur and I tramped the country in
all directions, as we used to do at home, pay-
ing little attention to the mild surprise of the
winter sojourners, who wondered at our ec-
centricity, and still less to the scornful aston-
-ishment of the natives, who can conceive but
one reason why any one should go on foot—
that he is too poor to buy or hire a horse.
One morning we started out on an expedi-
tion to the Hot Spring canyon, in the mount—
ains some six miles from town, intending to
get our lunch at the hotel there, and after-
ward to spend the rest of the day in climbing
the mountains above, toward which we had
always looked longingly during previous vis-
its to the place.
Off we went, at our customary road pace
. of four miles an hour, between the pepper
tree hedges of the town and out into the open
. country, where green grass and growing
crops made it hard to realize that the month
was a winter one, and that our New England
homes were smothered in snow, with the
thermometer very likely down below zero.
In fact, it might have been a little cooler
without any objection from us, for the warm
sun and breezeless air soon worked their ef-
fects, and when we reached the little hotel,
precisely an hour and a half after starting,
our crimson faces, relieved and set off by
yellow dust, gave us a startlingly Indian-
esque appearance, which our tremendous ap-
petites at lunch did not by any means ill suit.
However, after an hour or two we were
ready for further operations—the more so
since, the sky having become overcast, it was
much less warm than in the forenoon.
“Looks as if the fog might come in later,”
said the hotel keeper as we set out. “Keep
an eye out for it, boys.”
Arthur and I laughed. \Ve were both from
the eastern Maine sea. coast, where for days
at a time you can’t see across the street, so
thick is the mist, and a ii x'ht California fog
did not strike us as very formidable.
“All right,” we replied. “If we see a regu~
lar ‘Eastport smotherer’ heaving in sight
we’ll come back.” ,
And, with another laugh, we began scram—
bling up the deep slope, leaving our host
gazing doubtfully after as long as he could
see us.
I must say that a more deceitful mountain
NORWALK
! buried III I”; And i: was growing dark, too.
Arthur finally shipped and said, decidedly:
“Sam, it’s perfect foolishness to keep on in
this way. We don’t know where we’re go-
ing. W'e’re only tiring ourgelves out, and
the first thing we know we may pitch head
first off some precipice. Let’s stop and wait
for morning.”
I was obliged to admit that he was right.
Between darkness and fog, we could not see
' where we placed our feet, and all about was
as black as a closed cellar.
“These rocks won’t make a very soft bed,”
I remarked, after accepting Arthur’s propo—
sition.
“N 0, they won’t; and I don’t think it’s safe
to sleep on the ground. There are California
lions around these mountains, and I’ve heard
that rattlesnakes are not very scarce, either.
We must find a good tree and get into that.”
Finding even so large an object as a tree is
not the easiest task in the world, when one
can’t see anything whatever, and we groped
about unsuccessfully until we began to think
that we should have to take our chances of
California lions, rattlesnakes and any other
dangers the mountains might afford. But
just then I came in collision with something
round and hard that gave me a severe bump
on the nose.
“I’ve found one, Arthur I” I exclaimed.
“Come along slowly till you touch me. I’m
standing against it.” -
He did so, and then assisted me to climb
the invisible tree.
’ It was twisted and distorted, like all moun-
tain trees exposed to high winds, extending
out at an angle from the great rock under
which its roots found nourishment, so that
its inclined trunk and heavy branches made
by no means the worst of resting places.
We stowed ourselves away in the first and
second forks, glad enough to rest after our
hard day’s tramping.
Supposing the time to be somewhere about
8 o’clock, we would have to stay here for
some eight or nine hours till sunrise, and the
night air, combined with the fog, was cold
and damp.
But, on the other hand,we found a few bis-
cuits in our pockets, and our coats were
heavy. “’9 were not so badly situated after
all.
Then, too, the morning would probably be
clear, and with the sun for a guide we could
certainly find our way.
“Oh, we can stand this!” we agreed, cheer-
ily. “It’ll be a long night, but that’s the
worst of it. It’ll do us no harm, and will
teach us to carry compasses the next time we
go mountaineering.”
In this frame of mind we prepared to tough
it out. It was a long night and a most un-
comfortable one.
At first we could not get to sleep, try as
we would, and we talked and told stories for
hours. Then we began to feel drowsy, and
settled ourselves as well as we could to take a.
nap.
But the hardness of the rough wood and
the frequent aches and cramps which ran
through us made sleeping difficult, and even
dangerous, for both of us came within an ace
of falling out of the tree several times during
the night.
Once Arthur, who was above, slipped and
fell directly upon me, carrying me with him,
and we both slipped some feet down the trunk
before we could stop.
“Whew! that was a close shave,” panted
be, pulling himself back again.
“It’s lucky that this tree doesn’t stand up
straight,” said I. “\Ve’d have been plumped
down on those hard rocks if it did.”
’ “Well, it isn’t very far to the ground, for—
tunately,” answered he. “VVe’re not up more
than ten or twelve feet, I should say.”
After this we kept broad awake and passed
the tedious hours somehow or other, but they
were the longest I ever remember to have
spent.
than that couldn’t be found anywhere. It
hadn’t appeared very lofty when looked at
from below, but the longer we climbed the I
higher it seemed to grow, and there were so .
many ridges and gullies crossing its side
that, what with going up one and down
another, we must have gone nearly twice as
far as if the acclivity had been smooth.
“This is more of a job than I thought,”
puffed Arthur, while we were resting at the
end of the first hour.
“I should say so,” assented I, looking up
toward the top—or rather looking where I
supposed it to be, for another of those pro-
voking ridges barred the way and shut off
every glimpse of what might be beyond.
“If we don‘t hurry,” continued Arthur, re-
luctantly rising from the bowlder he had been
sitting uprn, “I don’t believe we shall get
there in time, for it grows dark early, you
know, and I wouldn‘t be caught up here after
sunset for a good deal.” .
“Same with me. The landlord says there
are no end of gulches and precipices all .
around. and we might easily tumble in or off
one. Yes, we must hurry.”
So off we started up the ridge, finding, on
crossing it, that there were. as usual, more
of the same kind yet to be passed, running in
all directions and pretty thickly covered with
Chaparral and stunted trees—a mixture of .
rocks, brush and steep banks anything but i
pleasant to contemplate for those who must
either get through it or else turn back.
But neither of us being of the turning back
sort, we plunged into the labyrinth, with the
result that after half an hour’s hard strug—
gling, we simultaneously stopped and turned
to each other in complete bewilderment.
“Arthur, I think we’re lost.”
“And I’m sure of it, Sam.”
Well, that was just the state of the case.
TVe hadn’t the remotest idea where we were,
nor which way to go.
Nothing was to be seen but sharp pinna-
cles or long ridges, divided by deep, narrow
gorges, shut in with bushes, and generally
obscure and confusing.
Then, for the first time, we perceived that
the sky was covered with driving gray scuds,
flying so low as to almost touch the tree-
tops.
“W'e’re done for,” said Arthur, resignedly.
The fog’s coming, and in half an hour we
might be blind, for all the good our eyes will
do us.”
“Oh, not so bad as that,” said I. “These
fogs are nothing to what we’ve been used to.”
“Perhaps not; but you’ll find that this one
will be enough and to spare, down here in
these gulches, with night coming on, be—
sides.”
There was something in that—a great deal
too much, in fact—and the question arose,
what were we going to do?
“We must go down and get as far as we
can before we have to stop. Then we must
wait till we can see again.”
“Which may not be till to-morrow morn-
ing.”
. “lVe can’t help that. Let’s go back toward
the base.”
“But which way is that?”
“Don’t know. Come on.”
And, with this unpromising speech, Arthur
led the way in the direction we had come,
hoping to be able to retrace our course.
I followed, though without any great con-
fidence in his success, for we had become
very thoroughly last before being willing to
acknowledge it, and might have traveled in
circles ever since getting into the broken
ground. \
We had not gone far before the streamers
of vapor began floating around us like
wreaths of steam. They grew longer and
more numerous, until, without knowing when
or how it happened, we found ourselves
It seemed to us that the night would never
. be over, and we were wondering whether the
world hadn’t stopped turning on its axis,
when Arthur suddenly exclaimed:
“Il'hy, I can see you, Sam I”
And looking up I could just descry his fig-
ure and the shapes of the branches near him.
Hurrah! It was really morning at last.
The light grew rapidly stronger, and over-
head the fog was breaking up. Strips of dark
blue showed through the clouds, and we were
now able to see quite a stretch of the ground
over which we had come.
“Curious that it clears away faster on one
side than on the other,” remarked Arthur.
“I can’t see a thing under us, while all out
the other way the rocks show as plainly as
can be.”
I looked down and saw nothing but fog bc-
neath and further out.
“It is queer,” I said. “I never saw fog
cling to the ground so before in my life, still
less only in one place.”
Just then the sun broke through the vapors
and flooded us with its brilliancy. I was look-
ing up to get my bearings from it, when a
sort of gasp from Arthur caused me to glance
at him, first in surprise and then in alarm.
He was clutching the trunk with both hands,
and gazing downward with staring eyes,
open mouthed and pale faced, a perfect
statue of terror.
Hastily following the direction of his look,
I caught one glimse of what he saw, and in-
stantl y hugged the nearest branch like a mad-
man.
Beneath me was an empty gulf, going down,
down,till the tree tops at the bottom looked like
shrubs, and through the thinning fog I saw
that our tree grew out of the very edge of a
sheer precipice hundreds of feet high, over
which it hung like the arm of a crane.
Do you wonder that we were frightened, or
that for some minutes we clung there, trying
to steady our swimming heads and brace our
trembling nerves after the sudden shock of
that sight?
What an ordeal that was getting off our
perilous perch, moving an inch at a time,
sliding, holding on, and finally making a last
plunge to the safety of the firm ledge! We
lay there half an hour before we felt able to
move again.
“Think how near I came to walking right
off the edge I” I kept repeating, over and
over again.
“And then that time when We almost fell
out the tree together,” Arthur said, shud-
dering. “Suppose we’d taken a fancy to
jump down in the night I”
We safely descended the mountain, much
to the relief of the landlord, who was about
sending men to search for us, and drove back
to town; but it was long before we cared to
dwell upon the remembrance of that uncon-
scious, careless and frightfully dangerous
night we had passed up a tree—Manley H.
Pike in Golden Days.
Winsomeness in Women.
Do you recollect what your feelings were
immediately after you had spoken the first
unkind word to your husband? Did you riot
feel ashamed and grieved, and yet too proud
to admit it? That was, is and ever will be,
your evil geniusl It is the temper which
labors incessantly to destroy your peace,
which cheats you with an evil delusion that
your husband deserved your anger, when he
really most required your love. If your hus-
band is hasty, your example of patience will
chide as well as teach him. Your violepce
may alienate his heart, and your neglect 1m—
pel him to desperation. Your soothing will
redeem him—your softness subdue him; and
the good natured twinkle of those eyes, new
filling with tears, will make him all your
own—Catholic Standard.
GAZETTE, WEDNESDAY, SEPTEMBER 11 1889.
WHEN THE DOG STAR SHINES. AT A CHINESE FUNERAL,
the Only Way in Which Hydrophobia Can
Be Wholly Stamped Out.
As soon as that very bright star, which
adorns the sky like a. miniature moon, begins
:0 shine with unusual brilliancy, the hue and
cry against the mad dog begins. The dog
star is raging, and every dog which happens
to‘be out of breath or which wears a hungry
look, is regarded with suspicious alarm. Hy-
drophobia is in every one’s mind. The small
boy is seen daily dragging curs through the
streets in the direction of the pound. The
policeman’s revolver is ever ready for the
cry of mad dog. People who own dogs are
looked upon by their dogless neighbors as
little less than public calamities.
The causes for all this alarm are to be
found in the fearful nature of the disease,
which is inoculated with the virus of a rabid
dog, and in the vague and uncertain ideas of
this disease which exist in the minds of even
the most learned physicians.
say there is no such thing as hydrophobia.
Others insist that there is actually such a
disease, and that it is absolutely incurable.
Some doctors ,
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' nears, Fruit and Wine Pilgd Around the
IChinese funeral customs.
Bier and Upon the Grave—Professional
Mourners in Accordance with Social
Standing—Offerings to the Spirits.
\Ve are in the Chinese quarter of San Fran-
cisco. Here is a house Where a death has oc-
3urred. A Chinese friend procures admit-
tance for us, so that we may see something of
As soon as the
' breath has left the body professional mourn-
ers are called in, who deck it with all the
finery possible. If it is a female that has died
her checks are heavily rouged, and if the de-
ceased in life was not the dwner of sufficient
jewelry to decorate her remains with, friends
Q and relatives are called upon to furnish the
I desired amount.
However this may be, all agree that many ,
persons bitten by a dog which reveals the
symptoms of what is called rabies, die deaths
of horrible agony—deaths which begin with
a vague fear of all movements and sounds,
which continue in the appearance of spasms
of a violent nature, and which end in fright-
ful agonies. 1Whether it is only fear of a
mythwhich kills, or whether it be an actual i
1 found a pig or a hog roasted whole. the size
dream, the result is there.
There is one great fallacy in connection
with the disease—one which is prevalent
among all Classes of people.
that dogs only go mad in the hot months.
This is untrue. Rabies is common among the
'wild dogs which course the bleak and steppe
plains of Russia, as well as any dogs which
are brought under the influence of great heat.
Madness is liable to appear among dogs at
any season of the year and in any place.
Another fallacy is that hydrophobia can
be cured. M. Pasteur, the now admittedly
greatest student of the disease, states positive-
ly that it cannot be cured. Prevention is the
only thing which he attempts. He tries to
check the disease before it has fairly gripped
the victim—while the poison yet lies latent,
and not after it has strongly and vigorously
manifested itself.
Prevention then is the thing to be dis-
cussed and the only thing. This is a broad
subject and involves arresting the disease in
its incipiency or preventing rabid dogs from
getting a chance at human beings.
From what has been said then it is clearly
folly to muzzle a dog for a few weeks during
hot weather and allow him to go free during
the rest of the year. Shutting them up in
pounds during the summer season is equally
absurd. Neither of these methods reach the
root of the matter.
In European countries there is and has
been far more trouble with rabies and its re-
sults than in the United States. But now
scarcely a municipality in the United States
neglects to take precautions of a more or less
effective kind.
In Europe, however, the thing has been re-
duced to a system. There the endeavor is to
prevent rabid dogs from having a chance to
bite. In Iflfb” grand duchy of Baden special
attention “liggpaid to the symptoms of mad-
ness in dogs. All dogs are required to wear
a collar bearing their owner’s name and ad-
dress. Owners must make known to the au-
thorities any appearance of the peculiar
symptoms of madness. so that a veterinary
surgeon may examine at once. So well have
these precautions ruled there that rabies is
almost unknown. ..
The authorities at Vienna publish the
symptoms of rabies and require owners to re-
port the appearance of any of the symptoms
in their dogs under penalty of heavy fine. A
dog must wear the name and address of the
owner, and if found without it he must pay a
fine. During the prevalence of an epidemic
of rabies, as in 1837, (logs were only allowed
in the streets muzzled and led. ll’hile cures
of rabies are not unknown in Vienna, cures of
hydrophobic. are rare indeed.
Sweden was formerly affiliated with by—
drophobia, 138 deaths from it being reported
in one year. Now all dogs are muzzled, and
rabies a thing of the past.
Prussia has found it impossible to prevent
rabies because of the influx of rabid dogs
from Russia and Poland. These foreign dogs
bite the home animals and infect them. But
hydrophobia is almost entirely prevented by
the order requiring the muzzling of all dogs.
To cure a bitten man is beginning too late
in the case. The thing is to prevent dogs
from biting. That this can be done is shown
by the experience of the countries above
mentioned. That it is better to do this than
to attempt to prevent the disease after the
bite has been inflicted appeals to the common
sense.
As soon as rabies assumes a threatening
form all dogs should be isolated as far as pos-
sible. Owners who wish to take their dogs
into the streets should be required to muzzle
them. The wandering cur nuisance should
be stamped upon and crushed out of exist-
ence. Stray and ownerlcss dogs should be
killed as rapidly as possible.
Furthermore, at any time of the year, any
animal bitten by a rabid dog should be de-
stroyed at once. To wait to see whether the
disease is there or not is an endless task. It
often does not manifest itself for years—ion g
after the wound has healed up. The only
safe way is to put the suspected animal out
of the way.
By the passage of a few proper police regu-
lations all the scare and actual danger could
be avoided. This done, there will be time
enough left for doctors to decide upon the na-
ture of hydrophobia, if there is such a disease,
or upon the causes of the unknown disease
which is too singular to be classed merely un-
der the head of nervousness—Cincinnati
Commercial Gazette.
Disinfection by Steam.
The researches of Esmarch seem to indicate
that the destruction of bacteria. by steam
does not depend so much on the temperature
as upon the degree of saturation of the steam.
If there is much air with it, the power of de-
stroying organic germs is very much dimin~
ished. In the course of some experiments on
the spores of the anthrax bacillus it was
found ' that while suberheated steam which
was not in a condition of saturation at a. tem‘
perature of 120 degs. centigrade was unable
to destroy the spores in half an hour, satur-
ated steam at 100 degs. destroyed them in
from five to ten minutes. This information
will have to be borne in mind in the con-
struction of apparatus for disinfecting by
means of steam, the uncertainty of which is
thus explained in a way which will enable it
to be remedied in the future—New York
Telegram.
A Startling Bill.
An American lady was keeping house in
Japan. . Every month the highly accom-
plished Japanese butler brought in the bills
made out in English and Japanese for audit
and payment. One day our countrywoman
was startled by this charge: “To forty-four
yards black entrails.” It was impossible, she
declared; not to be thought of out of 8. san-
sage factory. But the smiling butler return
triumphant, the open dictionary in his hands,
his deft forefinger pointing to the translation,
“Entrails, lining.” Then she remembered
her new black silk—New York Tribune.
If the weather is favorable the body is laid
out on a table that is placed in a street or
alley adjoining the late residence of the de-
; ceased, but covered from sight with a large
white cloth. Next to the table holding the
5 deceased is another table covered with meat,
It is thought ,
candies, preserved cocoanu"; and ginger, t0-
gether with a liberal supply of Chinese wine
, and brandy.
Among the funeral meats will always be
of the porcine of." :ring being graded accord-
: ing to the age of the deceased.
AROUND THE men.
As soon as the body and feast are laid out
in state, the serious work of the professional
mourners commences. The number of mourn—
ers varies according to the social standing of
the deceased in life—from six to ten being
the average for an adult.
The mourners are dressed from head to
5 foot in white, the face and head being bid
from sight by a sort of hood,so that one can—
not tell whether the mourners are male or
female.
The first move is to gather round the bier
and chant a mournful dirge, not forgetting
to extol the many virtues of the departed.
During this time they are constantly moving
around in a circle to prevent any evil spirit
from creeping in and so getting possession of
the body.
As soon as the dirge is over the musicians
commence beating the gongs, cymbals and
tomtoms, the mourners at the same time
givmg vent to groans, speeches and howls,
varying the proceedings by beating them-
selves and others with clenched fists, pulling
their hair and knocking their heads against
the adjoining building. They keep this up
until they work themselves into a perfect
state of frenzy and together with the musi-
cians make such an uproar that one would
think that pandemonium had broken loose.
The object of beating the gongs, etc., is to
frighten the devils away. In the meantime,
every two or three minutes, handfuls of
small pieces of paper are thrown in the air,
over the body of the deceased, so that if by
any chance some of the devils should get by
the musicians and mourners they would be
frightened by the pieces of paper, as they
are supposed to represent so many good
spirits.
Then joss sticks, punk and incense are kept
burning. The mourning and racket last for
at least twenty-four hours.
THE LAST RESTING PLACE.
The morning of the funeral the body is
taken from the bier, and after being stripped
. of the ornaments and other finery is placed
in a. coffin. A piece of money is placed in
the hands of the deceased, a. written prayer or
charm is put in the mouth, and a. bottle of
wine or brandy, together with a liberal al-
lowance of food, is also inclosed in the coffin.
Then an express wagon is obtained and the
food and liquor are placed in the wagon, and '
two or more men are continually throwing
joss papers in the air until their burying
ground is reached. Second in the line of the
procession is a wagon filled with the hired
mourners, then the relatives and friends fol-
low, the deceased bringing up the rear, with
the exception of two men who are detailed to
follow behind and scatter joss papers.
thcn the grave is reached the real agony
begins. The mourners redouble their efforts
and the musicians beat their gongs, etc.,
with all the power possible. The coffin is
lowered into the grave, another piece of
money is placed upon the top of the coffin
and the grave filled up. The money is for
the purpose of paying the god of waters for
rowing the deceased across the dark waters.
It is supposed that the god of waters will be
satisfied by merely seeing the money in the I
hands of the deceased.
The money on top of the coffin is for the
benefit of the evil spirits. After the grave
is filled, the eatables, sweetmeats and liquor
are placed over it, as the mere sight of the
food will appease the hunger of the gods.
The food does not remain at the grave very
long. The morning after, any one is allowed
to take it away, as the spirits are supposed to
have satisfied their hunger during the night,
so at sunrise the next morning there are gen-
erally plenty of impecunious Chinese who
are glad to avail themselves of the food of
the gods, as'they call it.-—C. L. Gordon in
Pittsburg Bulletin.
A Dollar in the Man's Slices.
In one of our colleges the professor, who
made himself very friendly with the stu—
dents, was walking out with an intelligent
scholar, when they saw an old man hoeing in
a cornfield. He was advancing slowly with
his work towards the road. by the side of
which lay his shoes. As it was near sunset,
the student proposed to play the old man a
joke. “I will hide his shoes; we will conceal
ourselves behind the bushes, and see what he
will do.”
“No,” said the professor, “it would not be
right. You have money enough; just put a
dollar in the man’s shoes; then we will hide
behind the bushes, and see what he will do.”
The student agreed to the proposal, and
they concealed themselves accordingly.
When the laborer had finished his row of
corn, he came out of the field to go home.
He put on one shoe, felt something hard, took
it off and found the dollar. He looked around
him and saw no one, and looked up gratefuny
towards heaven. He then put on the other
shoe, and found another dollar. He looked
at it, then looked all around him, but saw no
one. He then knelt upon the ground and re-
turned thanks to God for the blessings that
had been conferred upon him. The listeners
learned from the prayer that the old man’s
wife anti one of his children were very sick,
that they were very poor, so that the two
dollars were a. great relief sent to them from
heaven.
“There,” said the professor, “how much
better this than to have hidden the old man’s
shoes.”—Ladies’ Home Journal.
Same Old Plan.
“How the world was made” is being dis-
cussed in a scientific magazine. We know.
They got all the cash subscriptions along the
line they could, then bonded so much as they
could build with that money for all the rest
of it, watered the stock like a. deluge and
rushed itthrough before anybody could get
out an injunction. Then the “English came
along and got hold of it, as usual—Burdens
in Brooklyn Eagle.
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A PRIZE DESIGN.
.Plans and Descriptions from Carpentry
and Building.
Here is a condensation of the matter ac-
oompanying the drawings of one of the prize ‘
designs recently published in Carpentry and i
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Building. The author of the design in this
case is Mr. Edward IV. Smith, of Jamaica
Plain, Mass.
The height of stories: First story, 0 feet;
second story, 8 feet 6 inches; cellar, 6 feet
Ginchcs.
DETAILED ESTIMATE 0!" COST.
Cellar.......... ................... 8239
Boards. 6,000 ................................ 90
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Framing and studding, 7,500 .............. 128
Furring, 1,300; grounds, 1,000; corner boards,
Doors,22 complete.......................... 110
Windows, 19 complete....................... 76
Outside finish, 1,000 feet.................... 4.5
Gutters and conductors (wood)............. 10
Inside finish, 1,000 feet whitewood ..... 40
Base,300feet ..... ............. . 12
Shingles, 19 M, choice cedar................. 62
Clapboards, 600choice spruce ......... ...... 18
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GROUND FLOOR.
Flooring, kitchen hard pine, rest second
spruce....i ......... . . .............. 36
Stairs ...................................... 50
Sheathing, kitchen and bath room ........ .. 10
Bath room, stock whitewood ........... 5 ;
Paper sheathing, I X L ............ ......... 8
Flashing, zinc andlead...................... 5
Hardware ....... 25
Brick work, chimn ys and piers ............. 70
Plastering... . .. .. ............... 120
Plumbing ................................... 175
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Mantels ................. . .. 10
Twobrackets, back door .. 3
Piazza, porch and rail and floor. 15
Painting....... ........... 1%
Outsidesteps..... . 1.3
Cellarwindows...... . 8
Furnace...........................:.... .. . 110
Panels in bayfor sta1rs.u 5
bor...... .. .......................... 406
Total............ ....‘......... .........$2.0~ll
An Artistic Dining Room.
Here is a cut made from a larger plate re-
cently published in Building, an architect-
DmING soon IN A HAVERHILL RESIDENCE.
ural weekly of New York city. It represents
the dining room in the residence of Mr. John
H. Sanborn, Haverhill, Mass, and was for
rushed Building by Perkins & Bancroft,
architects.
Babies in California.
At one time a woman could hardly walk
through the streets of San Francisco without
having every one pause and gaze on her, and
a child was so rare that oncein a. theatre in
the same city where a woman had taken her
infant, when it began to cry, just as the or-
chestra began to play, a man in the pit cried
out: “Stop those fiddles and let the baby cry.
I haven’t heard such a sound for ten years.”
The audience applauded this sentiment, the
orchestra stopped and the baby continued its
performance amid unbounded enthusiasm.-—
Reimboth Herald.
Did They Mean It?
A western paper prints the following sin-
gular card of thanks:
Mr. and Mrs. Heays hereby wish to express
their thanks to the friends and nei hbors' who
so kindly assisted at the bumlngo their houSe
last Monday evening.—Youth’s Companion.
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ASLEEP ON THE TRACK.
Alittle child tired of play, had plllowed his-
head on a railroad track and fallen asleep.
The train was almost upon him when a passing“
stranger rushed forward and saved him from a»
horrible death. Perha 3 you are asleep on the
track. too. You are. i you are neglecting the‘
hacking cough, the hectic flush, the loss of
appetite, growmg weakness and lassitude,
which have unconsciously crept upon you.
Wake up. or the train will be u on you!
consumption. which thus insidious y fastens
its hold upon ltS victims while they are un-
conscxous of its approach, must be taken in
time. if it is to be overcome. Dr. Pierce's
Golden Medical Discovery has cured thou-
sands of cases of this most fatal of maladies.
ll taken In time. and given a fair trial. it 18‘
guaranteed to benefit or cure in every case
of Consumption, or money paid for it will be
promptly refunded.
For VI oak Lungs. Spitting of Blood. Short-
ness of Breath, Bronchitis. Asthma, Severe
Coughs, and kindred affections. it is an effi-
cient rcmed y.
Copyrlght, 1888, by WORLD‘S DIS. Men. Ass’x.
offered for an
incurable case of Catarrh in
the Head, by the proprietors
es Catarrh Remedy. Only 50 cents.
Sold by druggists everywhere.
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A particle is_ applled into each nostril and is
agreeable. Price 50 cents at Drugglsts ; by mail,
registered, 60 cts. ELY BROTHERS. _56 Warren
Street. New York. 1y44
OUR BYE IS BEAMIN
ON THE DOOM.
SLEEPER’S EYE
CIGARS;
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A pleasant and fra-
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‘sVilI e tOId ii‘pplicd for soon,
TEN ROOM COTTAGE.
within five minutes walk of the
bridge, with never failing well of
excellent water, and a cistern
holding three hundred hogs-
heads, for laundry purposes
all modern improvements
conveniences, etc. Cost
owner $8,000, and
will be sold for
$5,000 with only
$1,500 down,
to satisfac-
tory party.
1m33 Enquire at GAZETTE OFFICE.
Factory, Boston.
Norwalk Chronicler