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St. Landry democrat., 1889-08-17
Death of an Original Character.

Gather" Nathaniel Chase, of Andover,
Mass, the famous Millerite, who gave
away several thousand dollars worth OF
property in Salem in 1874, when he
thought the world was coming to an end,
died recently at the age of eighty nine.
In 1914, when the time was definitely set
tied for the wind up of earthly affairs,
thousands got ready with their robes to
make the ascension to heaven. In Salem
several hundred assembled at Liberty
Hill, large number having on their
ascension robes. There was intense ex-
element, but after hours of waiting no
sound was heard from GabrieIs horn, and
the assemblage dispersed, the followers OF
Miller not losing their faith in the imme-
dlate coming of Christ, but believing that
q mistake had been made in the date.
Father Chase was very active throughout
the meeting, and from that time up to the
day of his death, believed that the end OF
the world was close at hand. For several
years after the event at Liberty Hill he
worked at carpentering on week days and
preached on Sundays. He devised time
chart, showing when the world would
come to an end, his computations being
taken principally from the Book OF Daniel
and the Book of Revelation. His last
chart shows that the world will come to an
end during October of the present year.
He was one of the best Bible students IN
the country, and was deemed leader In
the Advent denomination.
St. Landry democrat., 1889-08-17
Her Face Her Fortune.

eff you want trade" said restaurant
man, 'syou want to hire q pretty girl
cashier. That's the secret of thrifty bust
ness with restaurants, particularly with the
lunch counter class. 1t matters little the
kind of bill of fare you put up if you have
q beautiful creature behind the cashiers
desk. How do [ know this Why, Pm in
the business and so far | have been success
full, and FL tell you how discovered it. |
had girl whose face, poor thing, would
stop ball game, and my business was not
satisfactory. This girl got sick and wanted
to take rest L let her go on three
months vacation and got another girl to
take her place. She was as pretty as the
other was homely and at the end of three
months my business improved so per cent,
although l had made no change in the bill
of fare. When the sick girl returned |
took her back, but kept the name and
address of the pretty faced girl. Al the
end of six months my poor homely faced
girl got down on her luck and had to ask
for another leave. sized up my business
and found that it had dropped off from 80
to so per cent. The pretty girl was sent
for and kept her and advised the sick
one that this last lay-off would have to be
permanent. l kept this girl until about
six months ago and she got married l got
another and now in a few days she is going
to abandon the business and get married.
guess I'll branch out in the matrimonial
business myself and marry sweet little
girl and then I'll have claim on her for
cashier. But it's q fact. The boys will
go to place and put up with bad fare il
| the cashier is pretty and nice and jockey
Then here's feature I'll bet never oc
cured to you to look at. A young man
will come in with his friends, eat 10 cent
lunch if the cashier is homely and Is cent
lunch if she is handsome The young maj
has no vanity before an ugly girl, but will
he hand 10 cent check over to pretty
little girl? Not much, unless he is on th'
ragged edge or close to the end of tn
week. But the prettiest girl of the three
is the one who will take the place to b.
vacated by the soon-to be bride. l tell 20,
she is corker, and if she don't increas
my business 100 per cent In six months
am badly mistaken. "-CAicago Times.
St. Landry democrat., 1889-08-17
A New Property For Celluloid.

Celluloid, substance much employed in
the making of combs and other articles,
has been, according to report lately read
to the Seine council of health by NJ Eau
cher, the cause of a rather extraordinary
accident to a young French girl, who
habitually wore circular comb of cellu-
loid. Her mother, laundress, was occu-
pied on certain day ironing, whilst the
child preparing her lessons for school, sat
on a low stool with her head bent forward,
about half yard from the stove. Sud
denly she sprang from her seat, utterlng
agonized cries, and her mother, turning
quickly round, perceived the girls head to
be surrounded by flames, while q strong
smell as of burning camphor, filled the air.
The flames being extinguished, it was
found that the circular celluloid comb the
girl wore, was completely burned. The
child had sustained such severe burn on
the scalp that she had to be taken to the
hospital, and the hair, it is said, by the
doctors attending her, will never grow
again on the scorched place. The only pos
sible conclusion come to as to the cause OF
the accident is that the celluloid comb be-
came ignited by current of hot air from the
stove, and the moral conveyed is not to GO
too near stove when wearing ceiluiold
London Standard.
St. Landry democrat., 1889-08-17
Henry Ward Beecher in Tears.

The interesting fact is just disclosed
that of all the stories which Henry Ward
Beecher read during his lifetime. Mr..
Thomas Nelson Pages beautiful tale OF
sMarse Chan was his special favorite.
The story was first brought to Mr.. Beech
ers attention from reading of it by rich
southern lady, who subsequently moved to
London. When the great preacher was on
his last visit to London, he made it a spe-
cial request that the reading should be re-
peated to him by the same lady and he
had actually, amid all his engagements.
not forgotten to bring over copy OF
"Marse Chan, so that he might not be
disappointed. An evening was fixed at
DR., Joseph .Parker's house, at which Mr..
Beecher stayed during his visit to London.
The scene which followed the reading was
one never to be forgotten by those present.
Mr. Beeeher had begun by the statement
that he intended having "a good cry, and
before the story was half through, he had
realized the expectation. for great tears
were falling down the Plymou b pastors
cheeks, and every lady in the room, inelu.
ding the reader, was sobbing aloud. =
Washington Press. q
St. Landry democrat., 1889-08-17
The Poetic Azores.
ISLANDS FAMED FOR THEIR GREAT
BEAUTY AND FERTILITY.

ISLANDS FAMED FOR THEIR GREAT
BEAUTY AND FERTILITY.
The islands extend to an oblique line
from north west to southeast, between the
parallel Of 81 degrees and 40 degrees
north latitude, and between 25 degrees
and 81 degrees west longitude. Geo
graphically they may be divided into
three group; the first or easterly group
comprises st. Michael's and St. Mary's !;
the second or central group contains
Terceira, Graciosa, St. George, Pico and
Fa7al while the third or westerly group
consists of the lonely little islands of
Flores and Corvo. They are all very
small places a very good walker might
almost 60 refund the biggest of them in q
day. Every inch of them, with the ex-
ception of curious little bit of st. Mary's,
has been fused and burned and charred
out of all resemblance to any thing we
have in this part of the world save forge
heap or a Stag hill. Each little island
presents solid front of hard, black lava
against the ravages of the great ocean
which thunders at the base of cliffs and
precipices hundreds of feet high. Even on
the stillest day, the black rocks are edged
with an ever-moving fringe of white surf,
which leaps up against their obdurate face
or sullenly rolls in among the caverns at
their base Marvelously fertile, too, are
these islands almost anything will grow
there if it can but manage to get shelter
from the violence of the winter winds.
The hills Of pumce and cinders are green
to their very tops with cedar and juniper
and tree heath the lower lands and less
exposed places grow rich crops of maize
and grain, beans, tobacco, and sweet po-
tatoes in every little glen may be seen
the bright green shield shaped leaves of
'enhamo, together with enormous pen
dent fronds, six and eight feet long, of the
| Woodward fern, springing from carpet
ankle deep of the densest and greenest
| lycopodium. The lava walls which line
The roads and mark off the fields are green
and gray with mess and lichep, Here
| and there are broad banana leaves, and the
crumpled leaves of ''nispera" peer above
waving rows or cane stalks. The islands
are rich in all manner of kindly fruits.
The vine and fig tree straggle in all '}rec'
lions over the stony sides of Pico; there
are pumpkins and pine apples, passion
| flower fruit and pomegranates; the peaches
are as plentiful as the blackberries, ano
oranges and apricots are to be had for the
asking.
Paradise and groves
| ElySian Fortunate Fields-like those of old
! Sought in the Atlantic main,
| Good Words.
St. Landry democrat., 1889-08-17
The Monarch and the Miller.

Near Sans Souci, the favorite residence
of Frederic the Great, there was mill,
which nferfered with the view from the
palace. One day the king sent to inquire
what the owner would take for the mill,
and the unexpected reply came that the
miller would not sell it for any money.
The king, much incepsed, gave orders that
the mill should be pulled down. The miller
made no resistance, but folding his arms,
quietly remarked
'"rhe king may do this, but there are
laws in Prussia"
And he took legal proceedings, the result
of which was that the king had to rebuild
the mill and pay good sum of money be-
sides in compensation.
Although his Majesty was much
chagrined at this end to the matter, he put
the best face he could upon it, and turning
to his courtiers, he remarked:
81 am glad to see that there are just
laws and upright. judges in my kingdom.
sequel to this incident occurred about
forty y ears ago. A descendent of the mil
Ter of whom we hsve just been talking, had
came into possession of the mill.
After having struggled for several years
against ever increasing poverty, and being
al Iehg'n qu]te uhaoie W Keep Oh Win HIS
business, he wrote to the king Of Prussia,
reminding him of the incident we have
related, and stating that, if his Majesty
felt so disposed, he should be very thank
full, in his present difficulty, to sell the
mill. The king wrote the following reply
with his own hand:
my DEAR NElGHBoR cannot allow
you to sell the mill. 1t must always be in
your possession as long as one member OF
your family exists, for it belongs to the
history of Prussia. l regret, however, to
hear you are in such straitened cream
stances, and therefore send you herewith
sum of money, in the hope that it may
be of some service in restoring your for
tunes. Consider me always your affection
ate neighbor, FREDERIC WILLIAM"
St. Landry democrat., 1889-08-17
ROOM AT THE TOP.

Never mind the crowd, lad,
Or fancy your life won't tell;
The work is the work for a that
To him that doeth it well.
Fancy the world hill, lad,
Look where the millions stop;
You'll find thy crowd at the base, lad,
There's always room at the top.
Courage and faith and patience,
There's space in the old world yet;
The better the chance you stand, lad,
The further along you get.
Keep your eyes on the goal, lad,
Never despair or drop
Be sure that your path leads upward
There's always room at the top.
n
St. Landry democrat., 1889-08-17
Origin of eve Won't Go Home"

An interesting history of an old and
we'll known comic tune, was given by Pro-
fessor Ensel, music teacher, in speech
in the Music Teachers association yester-
day. He said that when the army of the
first Napoleon was in Egypt in 1899 the
camp for awhile was near the pyramids.
One afternoon about sunset the band was
playing. The inhabitants of the desert
had collected near, and were listening to
the music. Nothing unusual happened
until the band struck up tune which we
now hear under the tune of "We Won't Go
Home Till Morning" Instantly there was
the widest demonstrations of joy among
the Bedouins. They embraced each other
and shouted and danced in the delirium of
their pleasure, The reason was that they
were listening to the favorite and Oldest
tune of their people. Prof. Ensel then
stated that the tune had been taken to
Europe from Africa in the eleventh century
by the Crusaders, and had lived separately
in both countries for over 700 years. This
is certainly enough to make 1--WE Won't
Go Home Till Morning" a classic. Its
origin is more of mystery than the source
of the Nile Louisville Post.
St. Landry democrat., 1889-08-17
He Got Out of it Pretty Well.

A friend brings good story from New
Orleans at the expense of Mrs. Frank Les
lie. At one time Mrs. Leslie was very
beautiful woman, indeed, her charms of
to-day are well preserved, but it Is violat-
ing no propriety to say she is no longer
young, Upon the occasion of visit to
New Orleans, which. by the way, is her
native city, young Frenchman. who was
reporter on the Times Democrat, was
sent to interview her. He wrote very
brilliant description of the note d lady, and
after it's publication called to see her.
Mrs. Leslie received him graciously and
expressed herself as being delighted with
the article, 'only," she added, "why did
you say that Mrs Leslie is lady ap-
parently As years of ageY I'm sure nc
one would take me for day over 80. .
The reporter looked distressed for mo,
ment, and then bright idea struck him,
when he replied: ooh, Mrs. Leslie, that
must have been the fault Of the electric
light" THE Protestant Phil0.) Standard
St. Landry democrat., 1889-08-17
Waiting Ostriches.

"Ostriches, like cattle, are liable to
stampede" said Cap1 Town man at the
Palace Hotel, .'but the funniest thing they
do is to waltz"
"How, pray, is that done?"
s.The leader of the herd, generally the
old male ostrich, evidently thinks that his
followers should have some diversion on d
long march from one pasture to another,
so be begins by slowly turning round and
round. In five minutes. the whole flock is
doing the same, and it is quite a sight ;
their long blumes waving in the wind un-
til they conclude to quit and go on their
way. Music, of course, has nothing to do
with their dancing. San Francisco CAL.
St. Landry democrat., 1889-08-17
THE CITY OF THE DEAD.
YOUNGSTOWN Pa

o, valley made so desolate,
Thy former glory fed,
Grim death has built within thy walls
A city of the dead.
O. solemn hush that lies on all,
Deep grief is ever so;
And human words are powerless
To measure out thy woe.
'One touch of nature makes us kin.
We greet thee thro' our tears.
And the bitter mem ies of this night
Will haunt us thro' all years.
0. mourning city, see outstretched
Thy sisters kindred hands,
With that quick sympathy which makes
Our land the pride of lands.
Florence 4. Jones, Hampton. Ia
St. Landry democrat., 1889-08-17
Spiders of Ceylon.

PLEASANT INSECT ONE ENCOUNTERS
IN INDIAN JUNGLEs.
Far up in the mountains of Ceylon and
India there is a spider that spins web
like bright yellow silk, the central net of
which is FIVE feet in diameter, while the
supporting guys, as they are called, meas
ure sometimes ten or twelve feet long,
and riding quickly in the early morning,
you may cash into it, the stout thread
twining around your face like lace veil,
while, as the creature who has woven il
takes up his position in the middle, he
generally catches you right in the nose,
and, though he seldom bites or stings,
the contact with his large body is any
thing but pleasant.
If you forget yourself and try to catch
him, bite he will, and, though not VEN
omous, his jaws are as powerful as
birds beak, and you are not likely to for
get the encounter.
The bodies of these spiders are very
handsomely decorated, being bright gold
or scarlet underneath, while the upper
part is colored with the most beautiful
slate-colored fur. So strong are the webs
that birds the size of larks are frequently
caught therein, and even the small but
powerful scaly lizard falls victim.
Often have l watched the yellow or
scarlet monster, measuring, when waiting
for his prey, with his legs stretched out,
fully six inches, striking across the mid
die of the net, and noted the rapid man
ner in which he winds his stout threads
around the unfortunate captive, says a
writer in Rare Bits, He usually throws
a coil about the head until the wretched
victim is first blinded and then choked.
In many unfrequented hooks of the
dark jungle you come across most perfect
skeletons of small birds caught In these
terrible snares, the strong folds of which
prevent the delicate bones from falling tc
the ground after the wind and weather
have dispersed the flesh and feathers
Eeu York Morning Journal.
St. Landry democrat., 1889-08-17
No Fun in That.

A young man, well known in society cir
c1es, who has billiard room in the house,
was one evening teaching young lady in
The small boy of the family went up to
view the game, but was evidently not
greatly impressed with its progress sand
soon came down. Some one of the family
asked him how the game was going on, and
he said 1.-THE game is not going on at all.
Uncle is not playing at all he is just
standing there holding Miss IS hand.
That's all he's dong, and don't think
there's any fun in that sort of a game. -
indianapolis Journal.
St. Landry democrat., 1889-08-17
Not Very Elatterinp.

''Mighty fine woman l saw you lifting
your hat to back there, old boy"
eyes, rather"
'sSome mash Of yours ?"
eyes"
Couldn't introduce a Teller, eh?"
might. if you'll come up to the house
some evening"
''Oh! your wife p
eyes"
'Pshaw supposed it was your cook?'
Detroit free Press.
St. Landry democrat., 1889-08-17

''Ah, madame" said the tramp, 81
haven't had mouthful for two days"
"Why gave you whole pie yesterday"
$50 you did, mum-so you did. But the
two days | refer to are to-day and to-
morrow, mum"-Harper's Bazar.
St. Landry democrat., 1889-08-17
WAITING.
Written for The American

~ A'oe <ApsNf tSbt.
She was fashy little maid.
She is a maid no more,
Unless you take it in t. other sense
And put an odd" before.
But she had hopes, as maidens will.
And many picture drew
OF glistening futures fair and bright.
And lovers fond and true.
She haughtiy refused each man
That begged her for his bride,
Or she'd keep him in suspense awhile,
Then cast him quite aside
II am too good for such as YOU
This proud young maid would say;
Pm waiting for worthy one
To bear me, a bride. away
She waited many, many years,
And waiting now grew tame,
But the young prince that she waited for,
Alas! he never came.
Ehe young men took her at her word;
They willingly let her wait,
And really were quite curious
About the coming mate.
They asked her why he came so slow,
They thought he must be lame;
She could not on them take revenge,
For her hoped for" never came.
The years went by with flying feet,
And still she had some hope;
Twas only when at sixty-tive
That she began to NOPE.
Her quondam suitors now did jeer
(Qui'e quenched was their early flannel
How very hard it is, my dear,
That your hero never Gamer
But still she dressed to catch this one,
And decked herself in lace,
Her gray hair turned to shining gold,
Enameled was her face.
She attended all the eayest balls,
Blushed if one should say spoon
Declared she was too young to go
Without chaperon!
Spoke of girls of her own age,
Would giggle, blush and sigh,
Went raving mad DER poetry sad,
Which she said made her cry.
AL SCNCHby ouC youhSCt cAS"N
Wore veil for fear of tam
She waited not for ''spooney' now,
But always blnshed at man"
And still, as time went swiftly by,
She grew younger every day;
At last she had tutor come
To teach her how TO play.
At eighty she would skip about,
Full of coquettish smiles;
She thought it must be hard indeed
To withstand her pretty wiles;
But still, in spite of all her art,
Others would scott the same,
And this, my friends, was just because
Whom she longed for never came.
And though her friends were mostly dead,
The younger ones still laughed;
She was subject to all sorts of jokes.
And was mercilessly chaffed
At last her day came to close,
She saw her end arise,
And even then it was to her
A very great surprise
That one so young-need she add fair:-
Should be called from earthly strife
just as she had barely reached
The prime of woman's life!
But she ably said to all her friends,
With ever ready tongue,
Console yourselves, my dear ones all,
Whom the gods love die young.
> She died, and even in her death
PLIGHT hitter was her cup
That he whom she had waited for
Had never yet turned up.
She would be forgotten long ere now,
But in.this consists her fame: =
She was patient waiter
For one who never came.
N Cecile yunte,
St. Landry democrat., 1889-08-17

Nc. Corkle - .sIt's queer that none of
these rail way robbers are women" Mrs
Nc. Corkle Gndignant) - Indeed! And
s yhy9' Nc. Corkle-" Because they know
% well how to hold up train. - Epoch.
The Helena independent. [volume] (Helena, Mont.) 1875-1943, 1889-01-31
Raportsd A,.a..lna,Ion.

PLUMMERyILLE, Ark, Jan. S0.-The
assassination of Hon. John NJ. Clayton oc-
CURED At O'Clock last night at his board.
ing house. After walking the floor nerv-
ously for some time Clayton stepped TO a
window when an unknown person outside
fred a load Of buckshot through the win.
dow into his neck and killing him in.
stantly.
FoRr SMITH, Ark. Jan. 90.-A large
rumber OF citizens met to-day and de.
nounced the assassination of Clayton, and
offered reward for the punishment OF the
assassin.
LITTLE Rock, Ark, Jan. SO.-A bill
was presented In the senate authorizing
the governor 10 Offer \ reward Of 5000 fol
the arrest OF the murderer OF John M. Clay
ton.
The remains OF Jno. NJ. Clayton wer,
brought TO this city tonight and were mel
at the depot by the Knights Templar com
mand,ry and vast cOnc0use OF people
and escorted 10 the commandery asylum
where they lie in state TIL tomorrow, wheT
they will be taken TO Pine Bluffs for inter
ment.
The Helena independent. [volume] (Helena, Mont.) 1875-1943, 1889-01-31
THE FATE OF A PRINCE.


VIENNA, Jan. SO.-Archduke Rudolph,
the Austrian crown prince. and heir appar-
ent TO tho throne, was found dead In bed
this morning. His death was due 10 heart
disease. There was much excitement on the
first announcement of the princes demise
owing to many conflicting rumors con-
cerning the cause, but the official annouce-
ment that his death was due TO apoplexy
modified the alarm OF the populAce lie
went ON shooting excursion 10 Meyerling
Monday accompanied by several guests.
On the announcement of the princes
death the relchstrath adjourned amid great
excitement The court, theatres and all
places OF amusement are closed this even
ing.
Many persons here still refuse to believe
that death resulted from ap0plexy. All
kinds of rumors are current The crown
prince always slept with his bedroom door
ajar, but on the morning OF his death the
door was found locked. This fact Is the
subject OF much comment Archduke
Charles Louis, the emperor's brother, Is
now the heir presumptlye to the throne. lie
has three sons, ,Archduke Francis. Oth0 and
Frederick. IL Is stated Archduke Francis
resigned his rights 10 the succession upon
inheritlng the Duke OF Modena's property,
and that consequently Archduke 0tho Ia
the next heir. However, Francis resigna-
tion was only conditional.
The crown prince was born In 1858, mar
rled in 1881 Princess Stephanie, OF Bel
GUM.
LONDON, San. 30.-The Daily News says
II Is stated that official and private tele-
grams from Vienna afiirm that the death OF
the crown prince was cue 10 wound In
fllcted with rifle.