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The Yakima herald. [volume] (North Yakima, W.T. [Wash.]) 1889-1914, 1890-09-11
Democrats, Attention |

TNHERE WILL BE A MEETING OF THE
YskimA County Central Club at d Eel
lOWs Hall. over Aliens drug store. Monday
evening, September Nth, iep0, at 7;O O'Clock.
All members Of the Club, and those desinnns li
becoming members. are requested to he present.
c. W. uGGETT. secneiafy.
Frostburg mining journal. [volume] (Frostburg, Md.) 1871-1913, 1890-05-31

Aged Pauper (ln New York)-Can you
tell me the shortest way to the aims.
house, sir? Broker-Wall street
What makes the tea so weak, Mrs.
Brown" Its been listening to your
jokes about the hash, l reckon, replied
Mrs. Brown.
Bridget-Enjoy slape, is it! How
could |? The mint | lay down, I'm
asape, an the mint I'm awake, l have
to get up. Where's the time for enjoyin'
it?
And what's all this I hear, Barbara,
about your wanting to find some occupa-
tion?" "Well, you see it is SO dull at
home, uncle. I've no brothers or sisters
and papa's paraly mamma's
going blind-so | want to be a hospital
nurse.
Wife-Did you find out what allied the
clock last night after l told you it
wouldn't run? Husband-No; | sat up
till nearly midnight and took it all to
pieces, and saw nothing the matter
with it, Wife-Well, I've thought
what is the matter with it. forgot to
wind it.
a school boy, being examined in liter
ature, wrote: "Enoch Arden was a
simple sailor a very simple
sailor he went away and
thought his wife would be faithful, and
when he came back he found a military
looking gentleman sitting in his favorite
armchair.
"Owing to circumstances beyond our
control, the debate upon the subject an.
nounced for this evening is indefinitely
postponed" " is the delicate way in which
Jones, as president of the debating club,
shut off debate at the last meeting, on
the question, Is marriage a failure!"
Mrs. Jones and the two Misses Jones
were there.
Frostburg mining journal. [volume] (Frostburg, Md.) 1871-1913, 1890-05-31
RESPECTED LADY {:
Mr.. Parnell's Misquotation.

IN the new number of the Review Of
Reviews story is told about Mr. Par
nell which goes to prove that he has not
much of an ear for the melody of har-
monious verse, however quick his ear
may be to hear the murmur of nations
discomfort:
"Once and once only has Mr.. Parnell
been known to quote poetry in speech.
Working up towards his peroration, he
declared that he would never rest until
they had made their county realize the
poets dream
"'Frst flower of the earth, first jewel of the
sea-
"'Gem, gem!' said a friend at his
elbow. 'Oh, yes, replied Mr.. Parnell,
but Jewel is better word.
l believe tho friend who was scandal,
lied at his leaders rendering Of the
familiar line was Mr.. Dillon, II Pail
Mall Gazette.
Frostburg mining journal. [volume] (Frostburg, Md.) 1871-1913, 1890-05-31
ACROSS SAHARA BY RAIL.
A Proposition to Build an Iron Highway
Across the Desert.

A Proposition to Build an Iron Highway
Across the Desert.
At the last meeting of the French
Academic des Sciences, NJ. George Rol-
land, a well-known engineer, read
paper upon the subject Of the railway
across Sahara. After pointing out that
it was time for France to make up her
mind as to the part she intended taking
in the economic conquest OF the interior
of Africa, he defined what were the re-
gions of the Western and Central Sou
dan upon which French commerce
could reasonably reckon, his conclusion
being that nothing durable or really USE
full could be effected in the Soudan with
out the assistance of Algeria, while in
order to take any effective action in AL
geria that colony would need to be con-
nected with the Soudan by means Of
railway across the Sahara.
Dwelling upon the necessity of trans
Sahara railway from a strategic, politi-
cal and commercial point of view, he
asserted that the route from Algeria to
the Soudan, although it might be the
longest, might be made the most expo
ditious if proper influence was gained
over the Touaregs, who hold in their
hands all the trade between the Med
iterranean and the Western and Central
Soudan In this view he warmly sup
ported proposal made by General
Phillibert to send column Of 200 men
to the Touaregs, with the essential pa
cifc mission of creating a French post at
Timassinin, while second post should
be established at Amguid, which would
give a political and commercial COM
mand over the whole of Central Sahara.
He combatted the idea of first sending
column to In-Salah, upon the ground
that it would give rise to great difficult
ties, which would solve themselves once
the Touaregs were gained over. His
conclusion, therefore, was that the only
practical and speedy method of opening
up the Sahara was to construct light
railway of the Decauville type by way
of Quargia and Amguid. - London
Times.
Frostburg mining journal. [volume] (Frostburg, Md.) 1871-1913, 1890-05-31
THE SHAFTS HOME LIFE.
DOMESTIC SURROUNDINGS OF THE
ASIAN RULER

A Family of Forty Children In the Royal
Anderun at Teheran-Curious Code of
the Kajar Dynasty-The Young Heir to
the Throne of Persia.
The domestic life Of the Shah is
ehrouded in the mystery common to Mus
selman countries, says a Teheran letter
to the London Times. The actual num-
ber of wives and concubines in the royal
anderun is not accurately known, but it
is reported to be about sixty. By these
the Shah has had family of about forty
children, of whom nineteen are still liv-
ing-viz., seven sons and twelve daugh-
ters, several of the latter being married
to prominent subjects. His eldestborn
son died thirty years ago at the age of 1e
years his youngest was born since his
recent return to Teheran. The valiahd,
or heir- apparent, is not his eldest surviv-
ing son. but his eldest son by princess
of royal blood
In the old days the succession to the
throne was decided by no definite rule,
but by the caprice of the sovereign. the
rank or origin OF the mother being held
of little moment. The Kajar dynasty,
however, have instituted the bloodroyal
qualification, which is responsible for the
selection of the present vaIiahd. His
name is Mozaffur- Din. He is now 36
years of age and has a large family, both
of sons and daughters, some of whom
are already married. In accordance
with another fixed but most impolitlc
tradition of the jar dynasty the val
iahd is appointed governor of the north
western province of Azerbaijan, with his
capital and palace at TabriZ He can
not leave this province without the sane
ton of the Shah ; and, immured there,
he remains in total ignorance of the
politics and statecraft of Teheran, of the
ministers he may have to depend upon,
the system he may have to administer,
the people whom he may have to rule
There seems to be an agreement that
he is more or less under the influence of
the Shaikhi sect which may be described
as fanatical agency. Those, however,
who are best entitled to speak, represent
him as intelligent and amiable, and by
no means destitute of individuality.
The third grown-up son of the Shah,
by name Kamran Mira, but more COM
monty called by his title of the nalb-es-
sultaneh, holds the posts Of minister of
war, commandment chief of the Persian
army, and governor of Ieheran. He is
now SO years of age, and is also unusu-
ally stout for his years. Though gener-
ally repnted TO be the favorite son of the
shah and a young man of amiable dis
position, he is deficient in capacity or
political influence, and, except for the
importance attaching to his military
rank, fills no part on the public stage
| Alone among the Shah's sons, he speaks
very tolerable French, and can converse
without the aid of an Interpreter. lie
is understood to be very much afraid of
his elder brother, and to be on the re-
verse of friendly terms with him. The
remaining sons of the shah are little
boys of seven and eight years, and few
months of age, the offspring OF younger
| and later wives.
Frostburg mining journal. [volume] (Frostburg, Md.) 1871-1913, 1890-05-31

How the Governments Work Was Done
when Peter Force Began 1t.

How tho Governments Work Was Done
when Peter Force Began 1t.
Two thousand five hundred men and
women-young, middle-aged and old
toll for Uncle Samuel in the Government
Printing Office. An enormous building,
remarkable alike for its Dimensions and
its frailty, is devoted exclusively to tho
work of printing for the uses of this Gov
ernment. What contrast between the
Government Printing Office of to-day
and the little affair Congress depended
upon in 1915. Peter Force told the story
OF the antique in letter which he wrote
regretting his inability to be present at
the celebration of the tiftieth anniver-
sary of Columbia Typographical Society.
The letter reads:
ut may not be improper, however to
avail myself of the opportunity thus af-
forded me to speak of the public print
ing in this city in the year 1915. l ar
rived here. an entire stranger, on Thurs
day, the 23d of November of that year,
charged with the printing for the Four
teenth Congress, the contract for it hav-
ing been obtained by Mr. William A.
Davis of New York. When l came not
type, nor press nor sheet of paper
had been received. Neither of the ves-
sells with the entire outfit from New
York reached Georgetown until Wednes-
day, the Goth of November, but when
Congress met on the succeeding Monday,
December 4, the office was in complete
order and the printing was commenced
at once.
"To look back to that time it seems al
most incredible that, considering the
vast establishment the printing for Con-
gress now requires, it could then have
been accomplished by one comparatively
so small In the management of it had
no assistant, no foreman, no proof
reader no clerk, nor was any necessary.
was able to do it all myself.
LESS than fifteen compositors, with
four Ramage presses, did all the work.
Mr.. Michael Cation of this city had ono
of the presses, and frequently, when
there was hurry in the morning,
worked off the House numbers with
him, for he was generally employed at
half-press. The whole printing estab-
lishment was in the second and third
stories of the house next west of the In
dian Queen Tavern, now the Metropoli-
tan Hotel. The composing room was In
the second story, the press room in the
third, and the bindery and the paper
wareroom in the garrett Such was the
Congressional printing office for the
Fourteenth Congress.
Frostburg mining journal. [volume] (Frostburg, Md.) 1871-1913, 1890-05-31

An old, dilapidatcd prairie schooner or
campers wagon came Creaking through
the December wind, bound westward.
As it came nearer in its slow course across
the plain saw that the horses We're thin
and spiritlcss, and the driver, who sat on
a rough board seat beneath the faded and
torn canvas corner, was as wOe-begone as
they.
He had once been good-looking man.
but his sad face and unkempt clothing told
too well the story of sorrow and disap-
pointment.
-How far is it to the next town." he
asked as he came opposite to me-
about five miles"
"How is the road? Can l get there be-
fore night:"
Il am afraid not, without hurrying.
The clouds were skimming across the
sky and Il storm seemed riding on the
back of the north wind that blew fiercely
over the prairie.
"Guess Eli go on, though, " he ejacu-
lated, after having considered moment.
Then he alighted from the wagon and
commenced fixing ii broken strap of the
harness with some cord he drew from the
wagon box.
"What's your hurry? Where are you
bound for?' We're my queries.
I'm goin' to Smith county" he re-
piled weariIy, as he thought of the long
trip, almost to the foot of the Rockies,
"an | must get there before the first of
the month.
"Why. got some land there"
"No, not exactly, but something bet
ter. l lived there two years ago-Mary
and |. The hot winds came and the times
grew hard for us. We worked night and
day, but there wasn't no use-the sun
jist dried up the ground an we almost
give up. Then Mary died; she was my
wife, you know" he said in half apollo
getic words. "She helped all she could,
but her strength wouldn't hold out.
"And YOU were left alone 2"
ayes, so much alone that / buried her
all by myself on our little claim an then
started for the old home back East to try
claim, he went on, wearily, but don't
care much except that she was there.
Now | must go, though, an see to it,
"DO you expect to get 1t back"
"NOt all of it | don't want it. But
they tell me the land is all being plowed
up in that neighborhood an I'm afraid
they'll plow over her grave"
"And so you'll buy the land ?"
"A little of it-that that holds her.
kin make livin', know, an I'll stay by
her side till the end. 1t seemed like the
sun went out when she left me there.
He resisted all my efforts to ind Ice
him to remain for the night. He must
hurry, he said,
And the last | saw of him he was urg-
ing the tired horses towards the angry
sunset sky, eager to reach the grave of
one he loved so well.
Humble in station though he was
crude though his surroundings, his lonely
vigil on the far Western prairies, with
the wide spreading sea of grass around
and only the tiny mound of earth to at
tract his lonely heart has often seemed a
picture worthy of true artists touch
| II Detroit Free Press
Frostburg mining journal. [volume] (Frostburg, Md.) 1871-1913, 1890-05-31
TIRED.


We are so tired my heart and l,
Sweet is the swell Of the poets sigh:
Sweet is the ring of the minor chords:
Sweet is the chime Of the measured words.
But, obi when life is so hard and dull,
We miss the joy of the beautiful,
And echo it back like bitter cry
1--WE are so tired, my heart and L."
Tired of sowing the barren grains,
Tired of taking the useless pains
OF the futile faith, and unheeded word.
And the weary sickness OF hope Deferred
While the counted sands drop fast away,
Through tho feverish night and the restless
day,
And the reeds we lean on break, one by one,
And the sad, ungran ted prayers go on.
The winds sweep over the covering plain,
Through the creeping mist lsobs the ceaseless
rain;
The chill and heaviness all around,
Like chain and aching temples bound:
Dream, fancy, sacrifice-what is it all2
Climbing, struggling, slip and fall
Over the sea hangs the dull, gray sky
We are SO tired, my heart and |.
Break through the clouds, o Easter light
Wake up, brave sense of truth and right;
Lay on the shrine of our risen Lord,
The useless talent, the broken sword;
Lay there doubts, griefs, and wants and cares.
And the errng darlings Of many prayers;
From the cross on earth the crown on high,
Let us look together, my heart and l.
NEWELL, IoyEJOY.
Frostburg mining journal. [volume] (Frostburg, Md.) 1871-1913, 1890-05-31
TUIRTEEN Pairs.
All of Them With Gold Buckles and the
Brides Initials.

Ladies will be interested to hear of the
thirteen pairs of garters ordered for the
Princess Sophia, of Prussia, the bride OF
the duke of Sparta, according to old Ho~
henzollern custom. These were not for
wear, but for distribution as souvenirs of
her marriage. In ruder times, says the
Jewellers Review, and even in less ex-
alted ranks of life, the brides garter was
and is IA kind of perquiste for the brides
maids, to be cut up and shared among
them to bring each young lady good
fortune.
In Germany each bride of the Hohen-
zolerns gives garter to be laid up in
the museum in Berlin The collection is
beautiful and curious, some fifty or sixty
in number from the homeliest in quality
to the richest embroidery on silk and
dazzling with jewels. The thirteen pain
of Princess Sophias, are of pale blue silk
and clasped with large diamond buckles.
These are the historical garter5 sent bacb
to her own country after the ceremony.
OF the remaing twelve it is understood
that she gave one to the reignng SOW
ereign and the other eleven to the Greek
mobiles of high rank who attended tho
bridegroom to the altar. All the thir-
teen pairs of gartcrs have gold buckles
with the brides initials III diamonds ,
but the blue and white supposed to bring
good for,me, which went to the
museum, are the most bea utiful and
costly Of the whole set.
Frostburg mining journal. [volume] (Frostburg, Md.) 1871-1913, 1890-05-31
FROSTBURG, TJRDAY, MAY 81 1890.

jured? The young engineer seized her
with trembling hands, while his heart
stood still.
"She breathes! She is not dead !" he
cried, as, kneeling on the track, he
clasped the blood-stained form to his
bosom. Some water Quick!"
And as in twinkling the water was
brought, he bathed her face and held it
to her lips.
With low moan of pain, Mabel
opened her eyes. The strange faces
around, the lurid light from the engine,
her own bloody garments, would have
sent her back to unconsciousness. but the
loved face bending so anXiously over
her called her back to life.
Are you hurt, my darling?" a~ked the
agonized lover. "Oh, God! to think L
came so near killing you!"
MY arm. Frank. | think it is broken;
but, oh, you are saved! You all are
saved thank Cod looking around at
the crowd of passengers.
My little heroine, murmured Frank;
and taking her in his arms he carried her
into the sleepingcar.
Inc remains OF lne poor lnaunan were
gathered up and cared for, and the track
being cleared of its horrible obstrl -ction,
the train proceeded to the station, where
the excursion train, just arrived, had
been stopped.
The unfortunate man was recognized
as a lunatic who had escaped some days
before from a neighboring asylum. He
had once been an expert telegrapher, and
it was thought that over-application and
an unusually responsible and contining
position had unsettled his mind
"Mabel, you shall quit the business
from this time forth forevermore, said
Frank. when this mans history had been
told them. 1T might produce the same
effect upon you, and | don't want lun-
attic for wife.
And Mabel-poor, wounded, unnerved
little thing-readily promised.
AT the wedding, which took place as
soon as Mabel could take her arm out of
sling. the young couple were made
happy by "a check for $1,000. presented
by the directors of the road; also re-
membrance from the passengers on the
south-bound train that ever-memorable
night Exchange.
Frostburg mining journal. [volume] (Frostburg, Md.) 1871-1913, 1890-05-31
The Profits of Authorship.

! ] caught one Of our best-known au-
thors in "a confidential mood recently,
and his comments on the revenue Of au-
thorship, which he gave me permission
afterwards to print carry interest with
them. l may add that the name of this
author is one Of the most widely known
in American literature to-day. "Seven
years ago | chose between law and liter
ature. had every opportunity to sue
ceed at the bar, for, through hard study
and my connections, a lucrative prac-
tice seemed open to me. But l turned
to authorship. To-day am what tho
world calls successful author. My last
novel was bid for by three publishers,
and my royalties, am told by my pub
fishers, are higher than those of the ma
jority of their writers. Ihave the pleas
ure of hearing my books and name
hawked on the trains when am travel
ing, the newspapers give me from
quarter of column to a column and O
half reviews. But what has literature
brought me in money? Let me open my
vest pocket to you Here is my actual
revenue for 1889, and includes. as you
see, royalties on six of my novels, maya
zine articles, ETC., and erything is col,
lected. Here is the total-S2, ITO. 40.
Compare these actual figures to the par
agraph recently circulated in which 1
am reputed to earn $40, 900 from my pen.
Is it any wonder that the heuusophisticated
enter literature with false hopes? Yes,
print these facts if you wish only, of
course, Withhold my name and identity"
l reproduce here the facts and figures as
they were given to me. l only wish it
were possible, for the sake of those who
think at literature is bed of roses, to
give this authors name.-lPhiladelphia
Press.
Frostburg mining journal. [volume] (Frostburg, Md.) 1871-1913, 1890-05-31

A writer in the Christian Union gives
an amusing account Of the first letter
written to his wife by a certain old
gentleman. The couple had never been
separated in all the years of their mar
ried life until Pa, at the age of 20,
concluded to visit some relatives in
Boston.
When he was preparing to start on his
memorable trip his wife, who was to re-
main at homo, said:
Pa, you never writ me a letter in
your life, an | do hope when you git
safely there you'll write me line and
let me know how you bore the journey.
I'll buy sheet of paper and put in a
wafer, SO you won't have no trouble
about that.
Pa was absent a week, and, faithful to
his promise, he sent letter. 1t read
thus:
1REsPECTED LADY:
81 got here safe, and l am very we'll,
and hope you are the same. shall be
glad to git home, for the pride of the
airth that | see here is enough to ruin
the nation. Cad the women folks are
too lazy to set up in their carriages.
They loll back and look as if they was
goin' to sleep, and l don't s'pose one Of
'em could milk COW or feed a pig.
"Nephew Abijah has a proper dairy
of horses, an | have rid all over Boston.
There want no need O putin them
boughten buttons on my coat, for no.
body noticed 'em. am
YOUR RESPECTED HUSBAND"
Frostburg mining journal. [volume] (Frostburg, Md.) 1871-1913, 1890-05-31
Samoa omen.

After seven days we reached Samoa
says New Orleans Times correspondent,
and here we saw race of people it was
q delight to look upon. The men are
grand-a bright copper color, with superb
physical build.
The women are lovely-bright eyes,
lovely forms, beautiful teeth and very
merry lot, singing gaily as their boats
came up To our ship. They looked very
picturesque, festooned with gay-colored
wrcaths Of flowers and branches of the
lime tree.
They wear barely any clothes, and the
men are beautifully tatlooed. They were
selling lines, green cocoanuts, cats eyes
ii shell found there-also lovely fans
and wool carving.
The children are very pretty. The pas.
sengcrs would throw coin into the sea
and they ould dive down and fetch it
up between their teeth. The men would
drop from the highest part Of the ship
into the sea. After the ship had started
| saw over thirty drop like this, one after
the other.
The sharks never trouble a native. The
Island, as viewed from the ship, Is indeed
lovely.
His powder is the only thing Ken
Frostburg mining journal. [volume] (Frostburg, Md.) 1871-1913, 1890-05-31
A HAUNTED ROOM.

In the dim chamber whence but yesterday
Passed my beloved, filled with awe | stand;
And haunting Loves tluttering on every
hand
Whisper her praises who is far away.
A thousand delicate fancies glance and play
On every object which her robes have famed,
Z And tenderest thoughts and hopes bloom and
expand
In the sweet memory of her beauty's ray.
All! could that glass but hold the fantest
trace
OF all the loveliness once mirrored there,
The clustering glory of the shadowy hair
That framed so well the dear young angel face.
But no, it shows my own face full of care,
And my heart is her beauty's dwellingplac
John Hay.
Frostburg mining journal. [volume] (Frostburg, Md.) 1871-1913, 1890-05-31
MAD ] MY WISH.

Had my wish, the world should
One nook cnframed in fancys mold;
One little spot where bud and vine
Made nature drunk with beauty's wine
Where happy love could ne'er grow old.
And there in simple ways grown bold
Wed laugh at fame, nor sigh for gold;
Our lives should be n song divine,
Had my wish.
And when each days delights were told
And twilight came across the void
I'd look into your face benign
And feel your lips pressed soft on mine,
While on and on the big earth rolled,
Had | my wish
- Kirke La Shelle.
Frostburg mining journal. [volume] (Frostburg, Md.) 1871-1913, 1890-05-31

Worn out horses are shipped regularly
from England to Germany and Belgium
to be made into sausages.
Frostburg mining journal. [volume] (Frostburg, Md.) 1871-1913, 1890-05-31

Experts say, according to the Pittsbure
Dispatch, that with natural gas and other
advantages, steel rails can be turned out
near that city for less cost than they
can be made in England.
Frostburg mining journal. [volume] (Frostburg, Md.) 1871-1913, 1890-05-31

Prince Bismarck speaks English with
n German accent and rather old-fash-
ioned pronunciation, but his mastery of
the language is complete and his know
ledge of the literature is very great.
Frostburg mining journal. [volume] (Frostburg, Md.) 1871-1913, 1890-05-31

The official announcement has been
made that at last the White House has
been entirely cleared of rats.