Grand Rapids Herald-Review Newspaper, December 26, 1896, Page 7

a ne cmmmsnn ans eaenaeeemeeneecemmnenimeteiaiiaiienmeieemaeneniaiietc | ee PTET PLOT IE IIL ‘< His Musical Preference. Nollekins, the celebrated sculpt hated classical music, and anid =, One night Dr. Burney, the English composer, had a musicale, at which the faJous singers, Piozzi and Signora Co.3, rendered an operatic duo with great skill. In the midst of it Nolle- kins dropped in, and in the interval of silence, after the first duet, announced loudly that he hated that kind of mu- sic, having heard much of it in Italy. “Give me good English or Scotch mu- sic. I like it better,” he added. “Sup- pose a man were to say to you,” re- plied Dr. Burney, “that he had been to Rome and had seen the Apollo and the Venus de Milo, but that he preferred a barber’s block; what would you say?” “T'd call him a fool-” replied Nollekins. “That is exactly what Piozzi and I think you are,” returned the doctor. Prices of Farm Products. California agriculturists are adopting a modification of the trust system to secure higher prices for their products. Combinations among the raisin-grow- ers and the wine makers have resulted in an advance in rates for each of them. Following this example, the lima bean growers of Ventura and Santa Barbara counties have formed an association which plans to hold this year’s crop for 2 cents a pound, at which rate they are willing to make contracts with Eastern buyers in car load lots. It is probable also that a large proportion of the orange and lemon crops will be disposed of on the same combination plan.—Boston ‘Tram script. Antiseptic Qualities of Coins. It is a well known fact that paper money is liable to transfer bacteria from one person to another ,and thus to spread contagious diseases. It is also supposed that coins, which are more in circulation than notes, might similarly act as agents for spreading disease, and investigations in that di- stion were made at the Vienna uni- ty when Austria changed its cur- rency to the gold basis. A report about his observations was recently publish- y Dr. Vincent in the Vienna Medi- ette, in which he states that ct, so to speak, as antiseptics robes, the act being that these m scopic or- ganisms have but a. very short lea of life while on metals. The destroy- ing influences of metals increase with their close touch of the micro-organi: h the metal. At a temperature of 95 to 100 degrees Fahrenheit, which common in the pockets where mone; ed ,the destruction of microbes oc. within three hours. The various Is used for coins are somewhdt srent in this respect, silver being the most antiseptic and gold the lea Copper and bronze hold about the mi dle between the two more precious metals. How He Answered Them . A well known «artist received, not long ago, a circular letter from a bu: ness house engaged in the sale of Cali- fernia dried fruit, inviting him to com- pete for a prize’ to be given for the best design to be uscd in advertising their wares. Only one prize was to be giv- en. aud all unsuccessful drawings we to become the property of the fruit men. After reading the circular, the ist sat down and wrote the follow- letter: he ——— —-~---- Dried Fruit Compa- entlemen: I am offering a prize of 50 cents for the best specimen of dried fruit, and should be glad to have you take part in the competition. Twelve dozen boxes of each kind of fruit should be sent for examination, and all fruit that is not adjudged worthy of the prize will remain the property of the undersigned. It is also required that the exp: hharges on the fruit so forwarded be paid by the sender. “Very truly yours, The Bookman. His Musical Preference. Nollekins, the celebrated sculptor, hated classical music, and said so. One night Dr. Burney, the English composer, had a musicale, at which the famous singers, Piozzi and Signora Cors, rendered an operatic duo with great skill. In the midst of it Nolle- kins dropped in, and in the interval of silence, after the first duet, announced loudly that he hated that kind of mu- sic, having heard much of it in Italy. “Give me good English or Scotch mu- sic. I like it better,” he added. “Su pose a man were to say to you,” re- plied Dr. Burney, “that he had been to Rome and had seen the Apollo and the Venus de Milo, but that he preferred a barber’s block; what would you say?” “I'd call him a fool-” replied Nollekins. “That is exactly what Piozzi and I think you are,” returned the doctor. intruder did, for your back isstiffand| painful. Your head] aches, and at times! you feel dizzy. .| is the friend in need. It will reducethe inflam- mation, 50 the grip on the tissues of the blood-vessels is relaxed, and the uric acid is sent on its way out of the body. Thus You Overcome Your Enemy ‘Lasgo bottle, or new style, sinaller one at your druggists. temperature, and also with the | mMme2a2e2naeana.| A Courteous Rival. ,This is a tale of a courteous gentle- man, an impetuous lover and a fickle maid. The scene is in the gay Crescent City, twenty years or more before the war, when New Orleans promised to be the largest city on the continent, when its shipping was enormous and when dueling was the gentlemanly and approved method of settling disputes. The services at the large Catholic cathedral had just been concluded, and, through the entrance, out into the pub- lic square, sauntered a middle-aged man with a young woman, as fair as any desired to look upon, at his side. Her cheek had the hue of the sun- kissed peach and her sparkling glance showed that she was by no means a demure madonna, although she had just come from the church. Her com- panion was tall and distinguished-look- ing, dressed in the height of fashion and carrying himself with a military erectness, Everyone admired Mr. Marsden, the eloquent lawyer, the su- perb orator and the brilliant soldier- statesman. Kindly, but impetuous; with generous instincts, but a fiery temper, he was the ideal type of a gallant, chivalrous southerner. The ten- der regard he exhibited for the young girl with the sparkling glances was in keeping with the attention he had be- stowed upon her for twelve months past, giving rise to much speculation as to whether or not he would carry off the prize. Many disappointed suit- ors for Helen Manville’s hand felt ex- tremely vengeful toward the gallant statesman, none more so than Jack Culvert, a rich, talented and extremely reckless young man. For several months he had sighed before the shrine of the divinity without making marked progress, and then the statesman had appeared and seemed to be carrying her off, despite the young lover’s most strenuous efforts. So it happened that Jack, no better than he should have been, resorted to the consolation of mint juleps and similar beverages, be- coming a constant frequenter of the St. Charles cafe. In that great sub- | terranean resort, where were found men of all nations, it might be said, he made the vain attempt to drown his sorrow and his chagrin by means of the beverage he so persistently drew through two straws. He even plunged into greater dissipations. Helen once saw him driving to the races (there were two great tracks in operation then) with the prima donna of the French opera, whereupon the society belle deliberately looked the other way. And many were the evenings passed at the cafes, where hock, burgundy and | the more sparkling beverages flowed in abundance. But the sorrow wouldn’t drown and the chagrin always floated | on the surface. As the soldier-statesman and Helen ' erossed the square whom should they encounter but Jack himself, who looked somewhat pale and fatigued. She bowed to him very coldly, and then ignored his presence, smiling her sweetest upon her companion. Jack ground his teeth, gazed vindictively after them and then strode toward the St. Charles, where he drank three mint juleps one after another. At a fash- “I LOVE YOU, JACK.” jionable ball ‘hat ‘night he again met his divinity, who looked simply inde- scribable. Jack forgot his resentment in a sudden spell of admiration, and, | approaching, begged the privilege of a ‘polka. She responded that she was engaged. “You are always engaged when I hap- pen around,” said Jack, savagely. “You, too, have certain engagements, I believe,” she retorted, with biting sarcasm. Jack thought of the prima donna and was silent. As he turned away Mr. Marsden carried off the young lady. Feeling the most profound aversion to witnessing his rival’s happiness, Jack plunged into the smoking room and immediately ordered a bottle of cham- pagne. Then he lighted a cigar and cogitated bitterly, trying to shut out the rhythmical melody of the orchestra. The more he drank and the more he smoked the more enraged he became. ; When, after a considerable interval, ‘his rival entered, Jack arose and de- liberately jostled against him in mov- ing toward the door. A flush of anger | crossed the other’s face, while the lover stood there with an insolent smile. “You jostled me, sir?” said the ri- val. “Oh, did I?” said the lover. “You have been drinking too much.” Sternly. “Not at all.” “You imply intention. apologize.” “Beneath the Oaks, at your conven- ience,” “Very well; I will send a friend to you.” “I will be glad to receive him. The sooner we meet the better. There isn’t room for both of us in New Orleans.” The rival bowed and left the room. Twice more he danced with the belle, while Jack resumed his attentions to the fine wines of his host. Late that night, or rather early next morning, when the French maid was disrobing her mistress, the girl appeared anxious to impart certain information. “Mademoiselle, the butler at the ball told me something.” | You shall “What is it?” indifferently. “He served Monsieur Jack with much wine and many cigars. Monsieur Mars- den entered; Monsieur Jack jostled him; Monsieur Marsden responded with anger; they exchanged words and are to meet early this morning at the Oaks.” vi “At the Oaxs!” exclaimed Mademoi- selle. “Oh, this cannot be. Are you sure?” “The butler saw it all.” “It is terrible; it is terrible!” “Well, mademoiselle,;” said the girl, consolingly, “Monsieur Marsden is one of the best swordsmen in New Orleans. It is not he, but Monsieur Jack who will be killed.” “Silence!” commanded the mistress. Bright and early the next morning Jack found himself beneath the Oaks, with his second. His head felt a little heavy and his hand shook, but not with fear. “We are early,” he said to his sec- ond. “Here they come,” was the response. Mr. Marsden was soon on the spot and the swords were brought out. Afar was another group and they knew that another dispute was being settled in this popular and gentlemanly fashion. The elderly contestant drew the lover aside. “Sir, must this matter go on? apology——” “T have no apology.” “Very well.” “To him who survives she shall be- long.” The rival smiled rather pensively. “Are you ready, gentlemen?” “We are.” They were about to throw themselves into position when a carriage was heard in the road near by and the next moment a figure rushed forward. It was the young woman herself. Im- petuously she threw herself, not upon the breast of the rival, but into the arms of the bewildered young man, then confronting with commanding gesture the soldier-statesman. “Stop,” she said. “You shall not kill him. It is all my fault. I have co- quetted with him. Do you forgive me, Jack? Promise you will not fight.” “I cannot honorably do otherwise,” replied the confused lover,.who im- agined himself in the seventh heaven with her arm upon his shoulder. “You must, for my sake,” she plead- ed. “I love you, Jack. 1 have always loved you. I have been cruel, but lay it to waywardness, not to my real self. Hereafter, I will be different. And now, come.” “I cannot. I am at the service of this gentleman.” The rival regarded them with a mel- ancholy smile. He had passed that period of valcanic youth, but now he felt suddenly as if the hand of age had grasped him and made him twenty years older. How fair she was with the dew of early morn upon her hair! How impassioned she was when she told her love to another! Those words she had led him to believe, were to have been addressed to himself one day. But they were a handsome couple! And he had imagined her all his? Then he spoke to her gravely. “I am at your command,” he said. “This duel shall not go on.” “But,” began Jack. “Sir, I was in your way last night and naturally you jostled me. You had the right to feel offended, I pre- sume. I am _ convinced now that I should have apologized. Having ne- glected to do so, this lady has made me feel the error of my position and I now do apologize for having been in your way. My apology, I trust’—with a melancholy smile—‘“will be accepted.” “Yes, do accept it, Jack,” pleaded the young lady. The lover was about to make a shame-faced response when the rival saluted them courteously and turned away. Jack returned in triumph, in his divinity’s carriage, while the rival drove back slowly, telling himself that one is never too old to learn. An Dickens’ Dummy Books. “‘Gad’s Hill’ was a merry house,” writes Stephen Fiske in fondly recall- ing incidents of his visits to Charles Dickens, in an article telling of the personal side of the novelist. “Dick- ens was a wellspring of mirth and his humor affected the whole party. Often, when I came down from Lon- don, he would walk out and lean against the doorpost, while I was at the gate, and we would shout with laughter over the fun that we had had and were going to have. When every- thing else failed, the library was an unending amusement. The room was lined with books from floor to ceiling, even the backs of the doors. being bookcases, but the books on the doors and along the floor were bogus. Dum- my books had been lettered with titles and pasted on the glass, and the ti- tles had been selected by such wits as Dickens, Yates, the Collins brothers, Albert Smith and Mark Lemon of Punch. We used to sit on the floor to study this mock library and roll over with delight at some clever satire. I remember ‘The Virtues of Our Ancestors,’ a volume so thin that the title had to be printed lengthwise; ‘Five Minutes in India, by a British Tourist,’ in two volumes as large as an unabridged dictionary; ‘Lives of ‘the Poets,’ a mere pamphlet; ‘Eggs on Ba- con,’ to match ‘Coke on Littleton;’ ‘Statues Erected to the Duke of Well- ington,’ fifteen portly volumes, and there were dozens of other quips and cranks. A catalogue of these bogus books should have been preserved, but nobody thought of writing it out; no- body realized that Dickens would ever die.’—Ladies’ Home Journal. Deserved All He Got. The police at Pittsburg identified a pie thief by fitting his teeth into a large bite which had been taken out of a pumpkin pie. A thief who will leave enough pie of any kind to af- ford a clue to his guilt ought to be ar- rested for stupidity, if nothing else. WOMAN’S CURIOSITY. It Led to the Recovery of a Valuable Sealskin. Feminine curiosity resulted in the re- covery on Saturday night of a valuable sealskin sacque which had been stolen and the arrest of Thomas Filbert of Buffalo, N. Y., says the Pittsburg Lead. er. Filbert left a bundle with two women in a store at Wylie and Sixth avenues, saying that he would returv after seeing the parade. The women became curious to see the contents and as the bundle was rather bulky the longer they gazed on the unknown quantity the greater their curiosity. The problem was finally solved, as. women alone arrive at conclusions. There was a look of inquiry, answered by a nod and the gordian knot was cut. But the sight of the glorious garment did not stifle the all-consuming curios- ity. How could a man with the appear- ance of a tramp have secured such a costly wrap? It looked suspicious—it was still a mystery. They would tell the police. They did. Detective Philip Demmel answered the call. Shortly after the man came for his bundle, but the detective objected to letting him have it and walked him to the central police station. The seal cape was taken along. Filbert said he had been paid 25 cents by a stranger to leave the bundle with the women. The detective told him he was lying and the prisoner said he “would let it go at that.” He had no money when searched and, as has been said, is not in the sealskin set. Detective Demmel discovered the owner of the coat yesterday morning. It is the property of Mrs, W. W. Miller of 540 Winebiddle avenue. She left it in storage with a furrier during the summer. She had written to him to send the cape to her Saturday night. Whether Filbert got it at the store or from a messenger boy Mrs. Miller does not know. The furrier said'this morning thatthe sacque had been repaired by his firm and that it had been sent to the owner by express and that Filbert must have stolen it from one of the wagons. The Czar as a Social Autocrat. The Wiener Tagblatt, an influential Austrian journal, has found an extra- ordinary reason for praising the de- meanor of the czar. He actually al- lowed Mme. Faure and Mme. Brisson, who are not even hoffahg, to dine at the same table with himself and the ezarina. Such a concession to repub- lican principles would, the journalist continues, be absolutely impossible in Vienna, where, though a _ low-born man might be admitted to the empe- ror’s table, his wife never could be. The fact was correct and was once the occasion of a curious scene at the Hof- burg when the emperor had to exert his personal authority to obtain part- ners for his premier’s daughter; but our contemporary surely mistakes the feeling of the czar. In his mind, as in that of every true autocrat, there is no rank except that derived from his favor. His notice, in fact, as Nicho- las I. once openly said, of itself con- fers rank. The well-born in Russia have social advantages, as everywhere else, but Peter the Great’s ablest min- ister was a cook or butler and the tra- dition has never been forgotten. In Russia, as in every oriental country without exception, all careers are as open as in the United States.—London Spectator. How to Get Rid of Rats. Get a piece of lead pipe and use it as a funnel to introduce about 1% ounces of sulphide of potassium into any out- side holes tenanted by rats, not to be used in dwellings. To get rid of mice use tartar emetic mingled with any fa- vorite food; they will eat, sicken, and take their leave. Decidedly So. Haverly—“Didn’t you say that little widow was off color?” Austen—“I did.” Haverly—“I found her propriety itself.” Austen—“That may be. But she is in half mourning.”—New York Journal. THINGS OF BIGGEST VALUE. In the year 1635 a tulip bulb was sold in Holland for £500. It weight was 100 grain’. The costliest paintings of modern times have proved to be Meissonier’s “1814” and Millet’s “The Angelus.” M. Chauchard gave 850,000 francs for “1814” and 750,000 francs for “The Angelus.” The most costly book in the world is declared to be a Hebrew Bible now in the Vatican. In the year 1512¢it is said that Pope Julius II. refused to sell this Hebrew Bible for its weight in gold, which would amount to £25,000. ‘ The largest sum ever asked or offered} for a single diamond is £430,000, which: the Nizam of Hyderabad agreed to give to Mr. Jacobs, the famous jeweller o! Simla, for the “Imperial” diamond, which is even now in litigation ii India. { The costliest crown in Europe is tha‘ worn by the Czar of Russia on stat occasions. It is surmounted by a cros: formed of five magnificent diamond: resting upon an immense uncut bu polished ruby. The ruby rests uponi eleven large diamonds, which in turnl are supported by a mat of pearls. The largest price ever paid for a cane was bid at an auction in London of the walking sticks which were once the property of George III. and George IV. It was £18, and was given for a walk- ing stick of ebony, with gold top, en- graved “G. R.” and with a crown, and also containing the hair of the Prin- cesses Augusta Elizabeth, Mary Sophia and Amelia, and inscribed, “The Gift of the Princess Mary, 1804.” No woman in the world appreciates a husband like a four-year widow. Paten: ed. 4 List of patents issued last week to Northwestern inyentors: Borre . Borteson, Minneapolis, Minn., trolley pole safety device; Erick H. Erickson, Minneapolis, Minn., artifi- cial limb; Thomas Hennessy, Grand Forks. N. D., gas generator; Victor Hodell and <A. Olson, Minneapolis, Minn.; lumber truck; Joseph H. Smith and W. A. Landis, St. Cloud, Minn., egg-tester; Ira Van Tilburg, St. Paul, | Minn., metallic barrel; Frederick T. and J. P. Vanstrum, Minneapolis,' Minn., non-refillable bottle; Darius C. Berjamin, Alpha, Minn., (design) fence , strand. T. D. Merwin, Patent Lawyer, 910, Pioneer Press Building, St. Paul. The Last London Sweep. The contemporary chimney sweeps, who still are of importance to London, | are lusty youths and mature men, who work with a “machine,” and bear re- lation to the ancient order commiser- ated by Lamb and purposely cham- pioned by Dickens only in their soot- grimed hands and blackened counte- nances. One of these, testifying at the inquest over William Price, summed up the grand difference between orig- inal worth and present degeneracy. “Lor’ bless you, we ain’t chimbley sweeps nowadays. Not a bit of it. We work with a lot of sticks. Anybody can do that. But he—ah, he wor a sweep, he wor. He could do our work, but we couldn’t do his. There ain’t no chimbleys, and there ain’t no sweeps now.”—London Letter. Evolution of Foxes. A natural historian, writing from Holden, Me., to a New York paper, re- cently made the assertion that Holden foxes, at least, had so changed their habits of living, by contact with civ-, ilization, that their legs are now much shorter and their bodies thicker; that there is less of agility and qualities that accompany crafty carnivora about them, and more of the stolid indiffer- ence, boldness and strength of other flesh-eating animals, free and permanently cured. No tts . Kline’s Grer ‘ Nerve | ial bottle and treatise, 31 Arch St., Philadelphia, Pa. to Dr. Within the last decade the population of | Europe has increased about 30,000,000, of | whom Russia_ contributed 12,510,000 and | France only 000. i fegeman’s Camphor Ice with Glycerine, Cures Chapped Hands and Face, Tender or Sore Feet, Chilblains, Piles, &. ©. G. Clark Gos N. ow Haven, Ct. lize old stockings and goods is to rip out the wool, es a splendid elastic stuffing for cushions, pillows, ete. AGENTS WANTED. Lady and gentlemen agents in every town; pays well. For particulars, P. O. Box 671, Minneapolis, Minn. Nervous, } First Suburbanite—That new cook I got yesterday was uneasy all the way out from town. Second Suburbanite—What was the matter} First Suburbanite—I forgot to buy her a return ticket.—Judge. Milliner is a corruption of ‘Milaner,” from Milan, which city at one time gave the fashion to Europe in all matters of taste in women’s dress, be the hall of the imperial palace in St. Petersburg. It is 160 feet long by 150 feet The largest room in the world is said a wide. Only about eight or nine of the life insurance companies of the country in- sure women at the same rates as men. A considerably larger number insure ‘women, but charge them an additional} $5 per $1,000, and still even more do not insure women at all. It is the opinion of those qualified to speak that the companies charging the excess rate are not justified in doing so, and that the practice will not long be con- tinued. The mortality rate experienced among its women insurers by one well known company has been about 80 cent of what was expected, and it has insured several women for the full amount it will issue on any one life—iL e., $50,000. The heretofore unfavora- ble attitude of insurance companies te- ward women has been due, undoubted- ly, to the fact that few if any women had an insurable interest, but that day has passed. As the avenues of occupa- tion ‘have widened, thousands of wo men to-day are the sole support of chi dren or parents, and those thus de- pendent upon them need the protee- tion of insurance as much as if the family bread-winner were a man.—New York Post. Holes in Your Healih. What does that mean? Sup- pose you are taking in money all day, and drop it into a pocket with holes; you will find yourself a loser instead of a gainer by the day’s business. Same with your health. You eat and drink and sleep, yet 3 lose instead of gain strength. There’s a hole in your health. 4 Some blood disease, probably, { sapping your vitality. You 4 can’t begin, too soon, to take the great blood purifier, Ayer’s Sarsaparilla. OPIU and WHISKY habits cared. FREE. Pr, B, M, WOOLLEY. ATLA st emicted wien Thompson’s Eye Water. PATENTS. years’ experience. Send sketch foraa + Vice. (L. Deane, late prin. examiner 0-3 Pat.Otfice) Deane & Weaver. McGill Bldg., Wash. DG OPIUM c=, ORUNKENNESS Onred. DR.J.L. STEPHENS. LERANOR OHIO. JOHN W.MORRES, NSION Waninionsb.c _ Suopees(ully Proecutes Claims. Syrsin last war, ISadjudicating claims, atty sinew. GRAIN AND PROVISIONS solicited... 10, Hi. MEMBERS CHICACO BOARD OF TRADE. AGENTS WANTED To sell our MINNESOTA grown FRUITS ant SEEDS, You cannot afford to miss our offers # needing work. PAY WEEKLY. TH REE PLANS. THE JEWELL NUKSERY CO, Lake City, Minnesota. THE MAIN MUSCULAR SUPPORTS OF THE BODY WEAKEN AND LET GO UNDER BACKACHE OR LUMBACO. TO RESTORE AND STRAICHTEN U ,» STRENCTHEN, P, USE ADVICE TO FARMERS ABOUT WHEAT Some wiseacres say that advice that don’t cost anything is not worth anything: at the same time advice that saves you money is certainly worth something. Our advice about Wheat 1s this: DON’T let an elevator or a track buyer cheat you out of enough money om the price of wheat to PAY YOUR TAXES fora year. You haul your wheat to townand the elevator agent tells you the price of wheat and then buys it of you at his price. If wheat has gone up a cent during the day he DON’T TELL YOU about it; but if it has gone down a cent he gives vou that much less for your wheat. Now if you have got as much as acarload of wheat (500 or 600 bushels) wecan average to get-you from $25.00 to $50.00 more for it than your local elevator will pay you. $50.00 IS WORTH SAVING; then why not ship your wheat tous and let us save it for you? We will advance you money on it as soon as it is shipped and pay you the balance of your money as soonas we receive the wheat. Write us about it or try us on a car. feo i O3BORN, CROSBY & CO., Flour Exchange, Minneapolis, Important Notice! The only genuine ‘‘Baker’s Chocolate,” » celebrated for more than a century as a de- licious; nutritious, and flesh-forming bever- age, is put up in Blue Wrappers and Yel- low Labels. Be sure that the Yellow Label and our Trade-Mark are on every package. WALTERBAKER & CO. Ltd., Dorchester, Mass. 4 a e OrnjNY. Le sa agg. anerdye weyers daglp coseto Candy Cathartic last evening. Cascarets prevent sour stomach, tone up the intestines, stimulate the liver, leave no chance for sick head- aches in the morning. You eat them like candy, and they leave your breath sweet and fragrant. Better send out for a box right now, 10c., 25c., 50c., any drug store, or mailed for price. Write for booklet and free sample. & vb et CANDY anon A RTIC STERLING REMEDY COMPARY Gure Gonstipation. 5 — - ronan et cE —— rman