NORWALK GAZETTE WEDNESDAY JULY 9. 1590. a -u- THAT TRAMP I was just turning thy-best room upside down, sweeping, dusting and cleaning it. The sunlight streamed ,in through the creeper over the windows, which I had opened, and the sound of the birds singing outside made me wish I hadn’t so much work to do in that.dusty room. Suddenly I heard the click of the gate latch. Some- body coming, and me with my head wrapped up in a duster and my skirt turned‘ up! Then there was the wrap of knuckles on the panel of the front door, which was open. Thinking it was Widow Jenkins’ little boy come over to borrow the hatchet to chop kindlings, for he came regularly every day, I stepped into the entry. It was a tramp. He was a young man with a heavy beard, dressed in blue canvas and a straw hat. but with that shambling and half ashamed look which vagabonds seem to carry with them everywhere. N ow our home was seldom visited by tramps. It was a good piece off the road, and they generally stopped at the black- smith’s on the corner or at Deacon Thomas’ half way up the hill. “What do you want?” I said sharply. But I relented a minute afterward. He looked at me so piteously; he seemed so hot and tired and dusty that I felt sorry for Illlll. I was always considered the fool of the family. I was everybody’s slave. If the boys wanted an errand run or a button sewed on it was always, “Sally-’11 do it.” Sally was always the one left behind when there was a party and only finery enough fortwo. It was Sally who stayed home from meeting and lent her boots to one of the others. Yet I believed I liked doing things for them, and for a kiss or a. kind word would willingly have gone through fire and water. Now that Uncle Kit was coming from California to make us a visit, it was I who was left at home to clean up and make the house smart, while Floss and Peggy had had gone to the village-to buy some chintz for his room curtains and a new white coverlet for his bed. “I want something to eat and a rest,” replied the tramp. If only mother had been at home! She was away consulting over Martha Phillips’ sick baby, for she was a rare nurse, and valued the importance of being called upon on such occasions. Father and the boys were mowing in the meadow a mile away. My impulse was at once to invite the stranger in. He' really seemed to have a respectable look under his rags and wretch- ed dress—at least I thought so for a mo- ment, and I felt not the slightest fear of him. Probably he would go before the others came home and none would be the What ' “Come in,” Isaid. “You do look tired out. Come in and I’ll get you something to eat.” He gave me a grateful look and followed me to the kitchen. There I quick- ly set a table. The instinct of hospitality awoke in me. I set before him some cold beef, fresh butter, a loaf of bread, and then drew him some cool cider from the cellar. He ate leisurely and *fzietly, but made a good dinner. I dqn’t know what possessed me, but after he had finished his dinner I asked him if he would take a. nap on the lounge in the sitting room. Father always lay there for a short time in the evening. There I left my tramp and went on with my work. I swept out the parlor, dusted the mantelpiece and pictures, set fresh flowers in the vase on the red cloth of the center table, and after giving a few touches to the brass door handles and putting new ribbons on the curtains I returned to the sitting room. - The fact of it is l was filled with anxiety lost my mother or the girls or my father should come home while the tramp was there. If they did, woe betide me. I knew I should never hear the end of it. “Just like Sally.” “Any more tramps been around, Sally?” “Sally, heard from that tramp?” and such like speeches would be dinned in my ears night and day forever. The tramp I found preparing to go; but somebiw he seemed to hesitate. “;\l‘:’: you going, sir?” I asked. “chll, I hope you feel better.” I didn’t add “Call again.“ words that were on my lips. Still he lingered. , “(can Z do anything more for you?” I in- Oh, how I regretted that speech a moms-it's afterward. “You‘ve been such adcar, good young lady“: me,” he said warmly, “that I’m going in ask a loan of you." 5. .eve I looked thunderstruc k. “I Induce no money to buy a ticket to Har- dear, what would my folks say if ' thought I was going to lend money to a trump. But lend it I did—yes. I put into his large brown hand the whole of my sixn- nths’ savings. I felt almost afraid ' .plly at the time, but he took it with .;-, thanked me profusely, and the next thing I knew he was going down the lane, toward the main road. A sudden thought occurred to me. “Come back for a moment,” I cried. He turned round and hastily approached the piazza. “Are you going to the depot?" I inquired. “I am,” he answered. “Vi'e l, your shortest way is round the house. Follow the path through the or- chard, past the barn and down the pas- ture. It will bring you to the back road, and save you half an hour’s walk in the sun. Turn to the left at the pasture gate and keep right on.” He thanked me, smiled again and was gone. “New,” I thought, “he’s sure to meet none of the folks coming home.” Then I drew a breath of relief, and after tidying myself dragged the rocking chair on to the veranda and tried to feel as unconcerned as possible as I waited for father and the rest to return. . Mother came home first, full of the symp- toms and sufferings of Martha Phillips’ baby; then Floss and Pegg ' drove up in the buggy, eager to show us their pur- chases. Fathcr and the boys arrived in time for supper. That evening the mortgage was discussed again. The subject of the mortgage that lay on the farm was periodically discussed. Those who own mortgaged farms and know their owners will understand what I mean by saying that the mention of mort- gages makes me sick. 'That:mortgage it was that rendered my mother old. before herhtime and made my father appear an incarnation of covetousness. The niggardliness4and, closeness which necessity had made,thefr_ule_ of his life was not, I believe, natural to him; but it was ground in him by the mortgage and the paying the interest. Day and night dol— lars and cents, profit and prices, werethe whole topic of conversation. Every penny was grmigingly doled out, every expense which -zt laying out money was cut off. Every: if that could be sold off the farm was s. .-_-:;', butter, eggs and beef, and swell .' : ' T'j' this mortgage. It was -.-..-.- _..-- -_-...-.._ I only by our own privatepoultry, anddzhe sale of milk from, our '0wn " cow, and,by knitting that we girlsmanaged to , pe togetherenough’togilressfion. “The, car 3 care, the .pinohing " poveftyfufitheimldétjof plenty which Wears" more Ethan». anything else on heart and, mud, rare'tozg bexf‘ougd‘iin perfection in the homepf a): farmer Whose farm carries a mortgage. The réiiioval of the mortgage, whichwaspnce = the Edi-cam of my . father’s life, had? for a long time passed out of the range of his hopes. It was hard enough to pay the interest. It was natural enough, therefore, that the re- turn of. my uncle from California with a fortune brought up the subject of the mortgage. . “I shouldn’t be surprised if he lifted it at last for me,” said my father that even- ing. “I’ve often asked him and he’s never given me a decided answer. He must be pretty well fixed now and I helped him when he was a boy.” And this Opinion seemed to be shared by my mother and the boys. My uncle’s ar- rival was looked upon as a sort of, a bonanza to the family. It was therefore with great excitement that we heard. the news that Jake Edwards was driving'up strangers from the station and that they were coming to Squire Sangster’s. This message was brought by the small boy on the shaggy white pony who carried the let- ters from the station to our postoffice and who had picked up this bit of gossip when the mail train came in and had outstripped Jake Edwards’ team, which w‘as certainly more noted for strength than speed. Father and the boys had hired a neigh- bor to go on with the haying, and had dressed themselves in their best, mother had on her gray satin with a pink ribbon in her cap, and we girls had made our- selves just too fine for anything. At last the team appeared; black horses and square, oilskin covered coach. A tall man, tawny and bearded, leaped from the seat and came uprthe veranda steps, where all the family were ranged to meet him. He shook hands with father, kissed mother and then turned to us girls. Floss was the beauty of the family and was first presented for a kiss, then Peggy and last of all myself, though I was older than Peggy. But I was plain and quiet.' “Three fine gals,” said my uncle Kit, “and yer boys seem kindpf hearty, too, bgt_ it; must be hard work toiling and sweating on this rocky soiL I wish you was all in. Californy.” Then he paused. “Ihave a friend, Noah Broadhead, in the carriage. I would like to introduce-you to him, Brother Will, and if you can give him a bite and a sup and accommodate him and me with beds for one night—well, I’ll be grateful”— "Certainly, certainly,” cried my mother. "Ask him in and introduce him.” A gentleman dressed in spick and span new clothes, clean shaven and really nice looking was led up by Uncle Kit, and in- troduced all around as his friend, Noah Broadhead. I thought I had seen his face before, as there was something very familiar in the expression of his eyes—but could not re- member where. At the time it occurred to me that it might have been in meeting or at Harristown. However we made a very merry party. I had been so often teased and quizzed about my “softness” that it was quite a relief when the mortgage, Uncle Kit and dinner took up all thought and conversation. But after dinner I had a somewhat trying or- deal to go through. The fact of it was Uncle Kit made a speech. “I see, Brother Will,” he. said, “that, after all, you are much better off than I am. (Sensation, as they say in the newspapers.) You’ve a fine farm and a fine family.” “And a fine mortgage,” said my father under his breath, but Uncle Kit didn’t hear him. “As for me,” went on Uncle Kit, “I’m not so rich as I would like to be. I am not even so rich as you are.” There Was a breathless pause here. “I am bound to say that if it hadn’t been for a member of this family I should never have learned how rich you are. ” My father started, flushed and grew al- most angry; he thought he was being quizzed. “Hold on till I’ve finished, Will,” went on my uncle. “Yesterday morning I thought I was twice as rich as you are, and it is through a member of your family, I repeat, that I learned my mistake.” “he could it be that had told Uncle Kit that we were rich? Every one looked at the other. My father evidently was much perturbed. Mr. Noah Broadhead’s face wore a kind of amused smile; whether he was secretly laughing at my uncle or at my father, or was amused at being taken so suddenly into family confidences I did not know. “A member of this family yesterday ad- mitted a tramp into this house,” went on the speaker. “It must have been that Sally,” whis- pered pretty Floss and Peggy, and all eyes immediately were fixed on me. “The tramp was fed and rested, and be- fore going away a stocking—I believe it was a stocking, Noah—was produced and certain dimes, quarters and fifty cent piedes counted out and given to this worthless vagabond.” Mother looked reproachfully at me. I dare not look at father; the two boys seem- ed puzzled. Had my foolish generosity to the tramp conveyed the notion to my uncle that we were too well off to need his assist- ance? The idea seemed absurd, impossi- ble. “That tramp,” went on my uncle, “was an old mate of mine, and but for this money would not have met me at Harristown and offered me the chance of making a big fort- une out of your farm.” “You’re welcome to do that, Kit,” said my father, dryly, “if only you’ll give me half of it.” . “That tramp,” continued Uncle Kit, “showed me the finest specimen of manga- nese that I had ever seen—and I understand from him that he found it in your pasture. Brother, you wrote to me asking me to lift your mortgage. I can’t do that, but you’ve got a daughter in your house who is good enough to make the heaviest mortgage in the world lighter than a feather. I’ll tell you what I will do. I will take shares enough in your manganese mine to lift all the mortgages in the village.” My father looked stupefied for a mo- ment, my mother stared at him and blushed for sheer joy. Even the boys seemed to waken up to the goodnews, and I was for a moment eyed with admiration by all. So I didn’t get very muchjteased after all about entertaining that tramp. Mr. Noah Broadhead, who professed to be a chemist, examined the manganeSe deposit down in our pasture that very day and pronounced it; one of the richest in our part of the world. We still live on the old farm, but we hear no more of mortgages, and it was only yesterday that Floss 'said to me, “Oh, Sal- ly, how lucky it was that you were so kind to that tramp.” . But I have never yet been able to per- suade myself that the tramp and Mr._l\Toah Broadhead were not the same person].— Springfield Homestead. Mr. \Yanamaker’s Butler-page. Atadinner party by a leading Philadel- phian, an old gentleman with a good memory told this story. In the year 1857 two notable events occurred—the death and burial of Elisha K. Kane andthe open- ing of a small clothing store by young John \Vanamaker. During the month of May the great explorer died while away from home, and his remains were brought to Philadelphia for interment. An admir- ing public determined upon a magnificent and imposing funeral, and to this end many organizations and local societies were invited to participate. The head of the procession was to reach a certain square at 3 o’clock. An immense throng stood ex- pectant at this hour, and eagerly waited the approach of the solemn cortege. A few minutes before the hearse was ex- pected there was heard a furious clatteriug of hoofs and wheels, and a gayly painted express wagon drawn by two beribboned horses dashed along the vacant line of march, and there fluttered from the wagon and sifted through the crowd a deluge of handbills. “G0 to \‘I’anamakcr for cheap pants,” “Gents’ underwear at half price,” “Cut rates in hosiery,” were among the seductive invitations which were cagcrly received by the crowd, and the young man who had so successfully evaded police reg- ulations, driving his horses with one hand and distributing his advertisements with the other was none other than John “Fana- maker himsel f.—New York Sun. Abandoned but Saved. The following pathetic fox story comes from England: A fox was fairly hallooed from a hiding place amid a ledge of rocks—high, se- cluded and inaccessible, yet withal con- venientlyenough situated for those nightly forays by which she had laid half the hen roosts in the district under repeated contri- bution. As the hounds were at hand the felon bounded away through the bushes, distancing her pursuers in the first instance and holding out the promise of a day’s excellent sport. These exertions, however, were too violent tobe long continued, and the hunters knew from the increased yell- ing of the pack that it was gaining upon the enemy every moment. At this juncture a gentleman who rode foremost in the chase observed the animal pause, look around and then bound away, apparently with fresh vigor and greatly increased speed. Attracted by this circum- stance he rode up to this spot, and there found a very young cub, which the aflec— tionate mother had carried at least two miles in her teeth and which she did not abandon till the very last extremity. Situ- ated as they were the party had no means of restoring the cub. but as a reward for the fidelity of the mother the whipper—in was immediately ordered to call off the dogs and recommcnce the sports of the day in a totally different quarter.——Exchange. ____>____._ The Girl Had Never Cooked Lobster. A friend of mine is very fond of lobster, but, like many men, has no idea how such food is prepared. His wife had occasion to be absent from home one day , and she told the servant girl to boil a lobster for my friend’s dinner. She left a note, telling her husband of the treat she had provided for him, and requesting him not to wait dinner for her. He was quite hungry when he reached home, and after reading the note said to the servant: “Is that lob- ster ready?” “Indade it isn’t, sor,” said the girl. “Well, hurry up with it. as a bear,” said he. “I can’t sor,” said the girl. “The mis- tress said to broil the lobster, and I got him on the gridiron after a dale of fuss. The more I poked. the fire the more he walked off, and I thought the baste was haunted, and no good would come from cooking a straddle bug like that. " “What did you do with it?” said my friend, getting mad. “Faith, the last I saw of him he was go- ing out the back door with his tail up, like the maniac he was.” He had sardines and crackers for dinner. —Brook1yn Eagle. Individuality in Typewriting. A lady complained to Postmaster Nef- singer the other day that an enemy had troubled her peace of mind by writing naughty letters to her. Dr. Nofsinger re- ferred the matter to Inspector McClure. Some one inquired how letters written on a typewriter could be detected—not an un- interesting question in these days when typewriters enter into the daily lives and are used to such a large degree by business men. “Even typewriters cannot be de— pended upon to shield theanonymous little writer who sends insulting messages,” re- marked Dr. Nofsinger. “Every one has stock phrases and catch words which would be pretty sure to reveal him after a while. Then a man’s identity is discernible in his punctuation, in the measure in which he strikes the keys of the machine, in the very mistakes made. It is pretty difficult for a man to get away from himself and to con- ceal his identity so that he would not at the same time be discovered.”—Kansas City Times. Paired with Another Christian. ‘vVhen Harrison, the boy preacher, was converting a thousand people here Justice Luke \Valpolc was among those who oc- casionally attended. One evening he went with Ed Buskirk. Seeing his calm face, one of the workers walked up to the blind justice and remarked: “Can’t I persuade you to stand up and be counted for Jesus?” “I’m paired with. Buskirk here,” was the reply the astonished worker received. But, not to be abashed, he followed up with the question, “Are you a Christian?” Turning his face with its quaint ex- pression toward the interrogator, \Valpole responded with, “Do I look like a J cw?”— Indianapolis News. Just ‘Wanted to Swim. The peculiar performance of a passenger on the steamship Iroquois was the cause of considerable excitement on the trip from New York to Jacksonville, Fla. Just after crossing the bar be tied the lead line around his waist and jumped over the side for a swim. He was jerked through the water at a frightful speed, and the ship had to be stopped and the erratic gentleman hauled ‘ aboard. He said-he more} y wanted to take an ocean dip, and thought he could keep up with the ship—Exchange. A seller of soap in Brooklyn has hit upon the ingenious expedient of placing in his show window a handsome boy to blow soap bubbles. The lad wears mittens, and so tenacious are the bubbles that he is able to bob them up and down half a dozen times before they burst. The window is usually surrounded by an interested crowd. Adrian, Mich, has a young photographez named Charles H. Fairbanks. There has not been an evening in ten years that he has not devoted to good, solid study on languages. The result is that this pho— tographer linguist can give you a negative in twenty languages. tongues fluently. He speaks seven I’m as hungm Coasting in the Alps. Mountain climbing has its diversions as well as its terrors and excitements. M.’ Tissot describes an amusing experience in Switzerland while‘descending the Piz Lan- guard, which twenty years ago was only known to shepherds and chamois hunters. Now, however, its fame is universal in the world of travelers. The descent was accomplished in an hour. It was a pleasure party, a. fete. I found myself with a gay party of Austrian tourists, with whom I speedily became ac- quainted. Arriving at the top of a great declivity of frozen snow the guide stopped and asked, addressing himself to the ladies: “Should you like to amuse yourselves a little?” “We should not be Viennese if we re- fused. Yes, letus amuse ourselves. The snow is so delightful.” \- Impatient and curious they quickl grouped themselves about the guide. “Well, we will descend this beautiful snowy slope in a few minutes without the smallest danger. It is only necessary that the ladies should have courage. This is how we proceed: Each gentleman must seat himself, and take a lady behind him, holding her firmly by the ankles. At my signal you must all let yourselves slide down. It is not difficult, and we shall gain half an hour.” This manner of descending, much used in the Alps, was new to the ladies, and seemed to them both droll and original. Each of us seated ourselves on an overcoat folded in four, and the ladies on their shawls, which were drawn over their knees. At the word of command we set off, drag- ging our companions, laughing and utter- ing little shrieks. Some awkward couples came to grief, but not seriously, and the adventure terminated Without further in‘ cident. At the foot of the slope the travelers, a little giddy from the headlong journey, rose, powdered With snow, and shook them- selves like water dogs which had just crossed a river. To Measure the Speed of Trains. An ingenious contrivance for indicating the speed of railway trains is a French in- vention. The apparatus consists of simply putting in play a cord giving a normal mu- sical note. Connected with this is an arm carrying a stylus which marks its vibra- tions upon a piece of paper covering a cyl- inder which turns by its own weight. All this mechanism is in a. small box which can easily be placed among the ballast be- tween the sleepers, and which begins to register the moment a train reaches it and begins to pass over it. Additional features consist of tubes secured to three wooden pedals placed along the outside of one of the rails. When the wheel passes a pedal a little cork button placed in a hole in the pedal is forced down, and the air which is compressed raises a valve and sets a spring vibrating. The wheel acts similarly upon the other pedals, and the result is that three marks are made upon the cylinder, which indi- cate the beginning, the middle and the end of the operation. @he three pedals are two meters apart, so that there is a space of six meter-s covered by the system. The speed of the train is then determined by the number of vibrations indicated, which, through the known number of vibrations per second given by the musical note, can be readily ascertained, as the more rapidly the train runs over the distance between the pedals the smaller will be the number of vibrations traced on the cylinder. Cone venient tables are prepared showing to the practical observer the exact relation the readings cave to the speed—Philadelphia Record. A Trick of a Lawyer. A few days since a famous lawyer sat in his shirt sleeves in his inner office, with his feet on a window sill and a cigar in the corner of his mouth, at 10:30 in the morn- ing. People came to see him at short in- tervals and they were all told that he was engaged at an important conference up- town, but that he would be at the office between 12 and 1. At 12 o’clock the lawyer had finished his cigars, got through with the papers and narrowly escaped falling asleep half a dozen times. At the stroke of the clock a remarkable change came over him. He pulled on an alpaca coat, brushed his hair back from the bulging forehead, but- toned the coat up severely to the neck and sat down in his consulting room, sur- rounded by ponderous tomes and legal documents. All the people who had been to see him that day crowded into the office at 12 o’clock and patiently waited for a chance to speak to the great man. All were impressed by the tremendous rush of business in hand. The outer room was crowded to suffocation. At 1 o’clock the last of the callers had been disposed of and the statement went forth that the lawyer could see no one else until .12 o’clock the next day. It is quite a trick and I have no doubt that it is practiced extensively.— Blakely Hall’s New York Letter. Little Emily’s Version. Little Emily belongs to a family where there is a great deal of talk about “labor” and “the rights of the workingman.” Her father, who is a respectable workingman himself, once left a place where he had daily labor because the lady of the house said to him, innocently: “Your master would like to have you clean out the fur- nace this morning.” “I call no man master,” said the irate workman, and thereupon demanded his wages and departed. Emily had heard this incident proudly dilated on in many a family council, and had learned her lesson well. One morning she sat on the front steps, playing with her little dog, when a gentleman approached. “Ah, that’s a pretty dog!” said be. “Yes, sir,” said Emily, proudly, stroking Fido’s long curls. “And are you his little mistress The indignant color flashed into her face. “N o, sir,” said she, in a. ringing voice, “I’m not Fido’s mistress. I’m just his em- ployer!”——Youth’s Companion. t)” A New Typewriter Ribbon. A new process has been discovered for making typewriter ribbons, which it is claimed will revolutionize the manufact- ure and sale of this class of goods. Type- writer ribbons as made now have only one selvage, being cut from an ordinary piece of cloth, and both edges treated with aprop- aration which makes the fibers of the cloth adhere together, thus preventing the raw edges from raveling. It is claimed that ribbons made in this way bag in the center, clog the types and do not wear evenly. The new ribbon will have a selvage at both edges—New York Commercial Advertiser. The Almanach do Gotha is over a cen- tury and a quarter old; when it was first issued among its collection of sovereign- ties written up there were only three re- publics, Switzerland, San Marine and An- dorra, while today, out of its total of fifty- eight states mentioned twenty-six are re- publics. I COFFEE MADE OF FLOUR. . I | LY IT IS MANUFACTURED EXTENSIVE- IN PHILADELPHIA. It Is a Base Imposition, but When Gen- uine Cofiee Is Mixed with It the. Re- . sult Can Be Sold at a Very Low Price. There Is a Penalty for the Manufacturer. Is Philadelphia gaining reputation as the leading city of America in the manu- facture of bogus coffee? Telegrams and other information recent- ly received seem to indicate that the city has gained that notoriety. Chicago and New York papers have been printing state- ments which have named Philadelphia as the place where large quantities of “coffee beans” are manufactured. The following is a telegram recently received from In- dianapolis: “The citizens and board of health are much exercised over a coffee fraud un- earthed here and traced to a wholesale dealer, who says he got it from an agent on Chestnut street, Philadelphia. The whole- sale dealer showed this letter from the agent: “Dear Sir—I send you by this mail a sample of imitation coffee. This is a. man- ufactured bean, and is composed of flour. You can easily mix 15 per cent. of this sub- stitute in with genuine coffee that ranges in price from 20 to 22% cents, and it will improve the flavor of the same. It granu- lates the same as coffee. If you deal with us it will be in the most complete confi- dence. This “S. S.” coffee (superior sub- stitute) is packed in barrels; weight about 170 pounds to the barrel. By the use of our bean you can increase your profits to 1% cents per pound and improve the flavor. Try a sample barrel; price, 11% cents per pound. Net, ten days. No attention paid to postal cards.” In red ink was written: “Send shipping directions. I would not show samples even to employes.” A LITTLE DETECTIVE \VORK. Having learned from a leading coffee and spice dealer of this city that a cofiee bean manufactory of considerable size was in operation somewhere in North Philadel- phia, a reporter started out disguised as a. dealer from the northwest, where he sold coffee to the poorest class of Swedes and Norwegians. He soon learned from other dealers that four or five tons of coffee beans were being made each week in Phila- delphia. Three or four different firms and one coffee roaster referred the “dealer from the northwest” to VVexelberger & Sauer. coffee masters, within a stone’s throw of Stetson’s hat factory. The informing cof- fee master said that he was positive that the manufacturer of the coffee bean lived not far from Tenth and Jefferson streets; “but,” said the roaster, “go to Mr. Wexel- berger, of \Vexelberger & Sauer. He roasts the bean, and will sell you all you want. He can tell you who the manufacturer is, and where his mill is. But you won’t like the stuff, because it is as hard as a brick, especially after it is roasted.” The northwestern dealer approached Mr. W'exelberger in his little front office one forenoon. Conversation soon get down to business, and Mr. Wexelberger went through all his grades of coffee to the cheapest. Then there was a little lull while the northwestern dealer struggled with his principles. But he finally said that his Swede and Norwegian customers were a densely ignorant class of people and very poor. They would pay only so much for coffee. Mr. VVexelberger smiled, and reaching under a newspaper or some such covering drew forth samples of the coffee bean, roasted and unroasted. He did not misrepresent the goods, but smiled again in a mild German way as he said: “I guess that’s what you want.” A FIRST RATE IMITATION. "'W'ell, what’s that?” “An imitation, and a good one. Don’t you think so? You can mix it with any grade of coffee. Perfectly harmless. It’s made of a flour paste.” - The customer was delighted, and asked if he could be put in communication with the manufacturer. He learned that he could not for some vague rea- sons. Dut Mr. \Vexelberger offered to act as middleman, and procure for the northwestern man any quantity at 15 cents per pound, or perhaps less if a large quantity were bought. After another ear- nest eifort to get the address of the manu- facturer the dealer'took some samples of the roasted and unroasted bean and left, saying he would probably order about 500 pounds as soon as he heard from his part~ ner. The coffee roaster who referred the deal- er to Mr. Vexelberger thought a certain bread crumb adulteration, to be sold ground, was much better than the bean, and offered to put the dealer in communi- cation with the Boston agent for the stuff. WHAT THE LAW CAN INFLICT. If the enterprising manufacturer who is making at least 810,000 a year by inducing retail tea and coffee dealers and others to cheat his customers with his “bean” were brought to the bar of justice he could be punished severely. Dr. Benjamin Lee, sec- retary of the state board of health, thinks the following section of the act passed in 1860 to punish the adulteration of food is the only law which enables the state to punish the manufacturer of bogus coffee: “If any person should sell or expose for sale the flesh of any diseased animals, or any other unwholesome flesh, or shall sell or expose for sale unwholesome bread, drink or liquor, knowing his goods to be unwholesome; or shall adulterate for pur- poses of sale or sell any flour, meal or other article of food, knowing the same tobe adulterated, such person convicted shall be sentenced to pay a fine not exceeding $100, or undergo an imprisonment not ex- ceeding six months or both or either, at the discretion of the court.”-—-Philadel- phia Record. Pure, Sweet Breath. A correspondent wishes to know what will secure sweet breath without tincture of any substance used in disinfection. Powdered charcoal, a teaspoonful or table- spoonful, as the state of the stomach re- quires, is to be taken before meals, and free purgatives if required, or plenty of fresh tomatoes, cucumbers, melons and acid fruit to produce the same effect. Im- perfect bread, pastry, or cake in which lard is used taint the breath worse than almost any other articles of diet. Chlorate of soda or permanganate of potash very much diluted should be kept in close bottles for frequent gargles. The use of the tooth brush five times daily, the first thing in the morning, the last at night and after each meal, with the imperative use of the gargle before going into society,will insure wholesome breath—Shirley Dare. Victoria’s Opinion. “It is very wet weather we are having, your majesty,” remarked Lord Salisbury. “Not too wet, me lud,” replied the queen. “In fact, I don’t think hit possible to ’ave too much reign in this country.”—West Shore. ' 100 Tons of Hay and Straw. Highest Casi Price Paid. 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