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VOL. VI.
PLYMOUTH, N. CI, FRIDAY, OCTOBER 5, 1894.
NO. 14.
W. Fletcher Au8bon,Editor and Manager.
The London Statist claims that the'
withdrawal of British oapital from the
.. . . . . ... . i
united fotatea is duo to distrust or the
country's finanoial future.
. xnere tir,., rtno have
more valuable laoe than any European
potentate. The laces or . the Asfcor
family are valued at $300,030; tho3e
oi tne vanderbilts at $500,000. More
laoe, it is said, is bought in New York
man any otner city m the world. The
Pope's lace treasures are saiiV to be
worth $875,000, those of the Queen
of England $375,000 and those of the
Princess of Wales $250,000. The
Queen's wedding dre3s was trimmed
with a piece of Homton costing $3000.
Maine has prodtced men of aston-
Ishing rigor and longevity, but none
more notable in this way than Dr.
Westbrook Farrer, of Biddeford, if
the stories told of him are true. He
is said to be a physician in active
practice, though ninety-eight years
old, and, still more remarkable, to be
in the habit of visiting his patients
regularly on a bicycle. He attributes
his exceptional vigor at this advanced
age to the use of wintergreen tea, of
which be is said to be an ardent advo
cate.' 'H; '. ";:-v..
The New. York ; Times observes :
There was taken to the county poor
. house in Camden, N. J. , a few day3
ago, the old man who, for years, has
been the foremost American "claim
ant" and "heir" of the.mythieal Jen-
nens estate in England, the value of
which has been variously estimated at
from $100,000,000 to $500,000,000.
In pursuit of this estate Isaao Jennings
expended all the profits of his ' busi
ness until that business ceased , to. be
pro 2 table. Then his savings went in
the same way, and at last the poor
house became his home. ' He was the
first President of the Jennens Heirs
' Association, and we are told that he
never lost his faith in the justice of
' his claim and the existence of the
property. .Even now "his belief is
unshaken that the ' millions held by
the English Court of Chancery will
eventually be brought to this coun
try and distributed among the heirs."
But there. is abundant -proof that the
English Court of Chmoery holds no
millions of "the Jennens estate", for
distribution at any time, and if this
claimant and those associated with
him had taken the trouble to become
familiar with the many warnings of
Ministers and Consuls of the United
States in England, which have been
published "in the Times during the
last ten years, thsy would have been
induced, we think,' to save their
money and energy for the pursuits of
ear.e and sensible men. '
. Henry Charles, Lea discusses . In
Forum the causes of the .universal in
crease of crime. As might naturally
be expected he assigns the first cause
to the marked increase in the con
sumption of intoxicating liquors. Not
only is t liis the first and direct cause
of crime, but he shows that forty-one
per cent, of a certain number of con
vict wWe the offspring of drunken or
intemperate parents. . This will be
more readily accepted as a reason for
the increase of crime, thinks the Chi
ciAsro ' Eecord. than will his second
oause, wnioa ne uosiguaies ns,wo. m
crease of wealth. It has , been; the
theory upon which much has been
written," that poverty and its attendant
miseries drive many men to crime,
and the view that a general increase
of wealth is a stimulant , to crime if
contrary to the popular idea. Mr,
Lea quotes from an authority who as
serts that "every rise in the rate of
wages is followed by an increase of civ
fenders, and that the prisons are
never so full as in a period of general
prosperity and abundant work." This
state pf facts may exist and' yet not
prove that prosperity is a cause of
crimeit may be a mere coincidence,
which does not prove cause and effect.
The man with a home and good wagei
is far removed from the incentives to
crime, and prosperous times always
increase the number of home-owners
among the laboring classes. ;u While,
general wealth may not.be productive
of rapid moral development, it is-a re
straint to that form of immorality
that appears in police courts and on
criminal dockets. Refinement, that
almost invariably negatives .the crim
inal im.pnlao. U the attendant oi f roa
perity. ,
. . . 1 f .. 1. - 1 ' XT -
, bEAR MdTHEn SAftTrt,
Dear Mother Earth, full oft I load
; To sing thy praises in a B0bgt
I ache to lay me dbwil to rest
EomeWheril upofi thy ylaldiiiK breast
to turn my pavement-wearied feet
Beyond tho seeming endless street, .
And seek some dimpled country place,
Half cool, half warm, for thy embrace ;
Then kiss thee, prone upon my face, .
Dear Mother Earth I
Like old Antaeus long ago, '
Whose strength surged up from earth below,
I feel there is a peace in thee, -
Which thou dost whisper unto me,
When thus I press thee, cheek to cheek,
Thou alt so strong and I so weak j
And some time there shall come a day
When tender, trembling hands shall lay
Me deep, to mingle with thy clay,
Dear Mother Earth.
Thy gift to me shall oome to thee,
And as thou art, so shall I be.
I owe thee all, and so must try
To make thee better ere I die ;
And as we twain are one, I see '
Bettering myself may better thee.
And so I rise from thy embrace
Kevived, and with a hopeful grace,
Thus having met thee face to face,
Dear Mother Earth.
J. Edmund V. Cooke, In New York Sun.
A DOUBLE-DYED VILLAIN
BY. HELEN FOBREST GRAVES.
NGAGEDtoDafcel
Kenwood, is she?"
said Carll Knigh
ton, carelessly.
"Well, I wish her
joy of her bar
gain I"
He " was a dark
faced," handsome
young man of the
Spanish type, with
large, lustrous eyes
and a silken black moustache, and he
spoke . the words after a debonair
fashion ; but Bosalind, his sister, de
tected the false ring in them, and ex
changed a laughing "dance with Nina
Ford, her dearest friend. - .
'.'How coolly he takes it," said she,
"when all the world knows that he
was madly in love with Zoe Atwater I"
Nina laughed, but her subtle gray
eye never abated its vigilant watch on
Knighton's face, and a . deep rose
burned on either cheek.. .' .
"Mr. Kenwood has won the belle of
the season," said she, t in a soft, low
voice. "Not that 1 ever fancied Miss
Atwater. Her style is too statuesque
for me. I like some animation in a
woman.' lou never really cared lor
her, Mr. Knighton, did you?"
If Treally had," retorted Knigh
ton, with some animus, "do you be
lieve Kenwood could have won her?"
"It seems that he ,has," drily ob
served Bosalind. ,
"You think so?" he sneered.
"Appearances would certainly con
firm that fact I" laughed Bosalind.
Knighton flung his cigarette out of
the .window- '
"Well, time will show," said he,
tugging at his moustache, after a
Mephistophelian fashion. "In the
meanwhile, I'll undertake to give each
of you girls a diamond collar-button
on the day. that Zoe Atwater is mar
ried to Dalzel Kenwood !"
Bosalind danced , lightly up and:
down. . . ' . .
"Oh, what fun!" she cried, her
merry black eyes danoirig in unison
with the sway ' of her supple figure.
"I've always longed for a diamond
collar-button to wear -with my boy"
collars and delicious little satin stocks.
Zoe's a darling, but she can : get lots
of other lovers, and I never can have
but one chance for a diamond collar
button!" '
"While Miss Ford lifted her eye
brows, satirically. !::
"Mr. Knighton seems very sure of
his premises," said she. - "It is as he
eays time alone will reveal the actual
trend of affairs." . ' t "
':' As it chanced, Carll Knighton met
Miss Atwater at a parly that very
evening -a fair, golden-tressed vision,
like some dream of Norseland beauty.' '
There was no special point in Zoe's
personality upon which one could ex
patiate; but she possessed some strange
magnetic spell of attraction that won
.all hearts, - and Knighton's tongue
teemed almost paralyzed as he spoke
a few conventional words of congratu
lation. ' ; ' '
"It's so kind ot you !" said Zoe, in
hex pretty, artless , way. "I always
knew that you and . Dalzell were old
Bchoolmates and friends."
- 'As she turned away to greet a hand
some young naal dffldef, ,the flash of
a uiamdtid , geni bri. her" engagement
finger skeined tu strike adrdse" KnigU-i
ton's eyeball like a eimeter of fire. .
''Yes," murmured Daliell Kenwood,
with a smile, "and a pfecious. scape
grace he was. Schoolmates, yes J
.friend?, no ! : I'm not ' one of the sort
that likes to play with edged tools.
Nevertheless, in consideration of all
that he has lost and I hafe" gained, I'll
try to forget those old times,- People
always hinted ' that his father was a
Spanish pirate and his mother a f or
tunetellerV' Zoe laughed. - iv 1 :
"Ob, Dall, said she, "I never knew
, before that men could . be gossips as
veil as women!", .
'They're capital at the business,"
said Kenwood, with gravity.
Zoe AtwaterV engagement was
scarcely a week old when one day' her
maid came tiptoeing softly upstairs.
"There's ' a very respectable old
woman 'down stairs, miss, asking to
see yon," said 6he, lowering her voice
to a mysterious cadence.
Zoe's fair face clouded over slightly,
Dalzell had jnst departed: on a brief
business tour to the South, and this
was her first delicious-.love letter to
him. , " ." '
- She laid down her tiny pearl-handled
pen with its diamond tip.
. "I'm particularly engaged to day,
Matie.'saif! she. I can sea no on."
""cf, - misF I. kncTr," said Marie
Crimping the ruSJe ot her apron witl
her fingere, "but she ' is so very per
sistent quite a respectable body, tot
and I think I'm not sure, miss, buj
I think it has something to do witr
Mr. Kenwood." j
A -charming- glow suffused Zoe's
face. .
"Ob, why. didn'tyou say so at first I'"
cried she. "Tell her to come up im
mediately. Perhaps it'd some message
that he omitted to leave or maybe
But go, Marie, go at once i"
Marie obeyed, and ' presently re
turned, 'ushering into her' mistress'
blue-and-silyer boudoir, a stout, re
spectable female in a stiffly-starched
print dress, a white apron "and a black
bonnet, with the edge bent a little
askew under its weight ; of 6cariel
cotton roses and. crumply leaves. :
On her hands she wore cotton
gloves, and she carried a fiat market
basket and a gingham umbrella, faded
in streaks by its last encounter with
the rain.
She dropped a courtesy. Miss At
water rose from her low writing-chair,.
with a soft frou-frou : of white cash
mere and Valenciennes lace, while she
secretly wondered whether this were
a visitant from her Sunday-school dis-1
trict, or a representative of, the tenement-houses
she sometimes parsed
through in the cause of sweet charity.
Was she a washerwoman, or a hired
nurse ? Or perhaps the grandmother
of one of those ideal "bad boys" who
could not be made to take interest in
church picnics or model gymnasiums,
but obstinately preferred the gutters
instead? ' - , - '
"Good-morning!" said she, with the
soft graoioiisness that was part of her
nature. "I don't seem quite to re
member who you' are." ' -
""No, miss, it' can't be expected as
"you should," said the stout old woman,
clearing hr husky throat. 'Too re
writing a letter, miss. P'raps it s to
Mr. Dalzell Kenwood?" '
Zoe looked at her in surprise perf
haps with a little offense. '
'Obi miss, " hurriedly 'spoke the
Woman, 'depositing her market basket
on .the floor and pulling .out a red-
bordered pocket-handkerchief "I
niver would ha . dared to come here
Without I was dead certain Dalzell
Kenwood were,. gone. But it s only
nateral I should want to see the ; fine
lady he's to marry one: o these days,
though he's forbid me, iyer to let on
as I'm anything to him f '
And she buried her blunt nose in
the red kerchief, with a sniff. ' r '? ' '
"6b, I understand!" said Zoe,' pul
ing forward a chair, into which her
visitor-dropped. "Xou are his old
nurse-or perhaps one of the Kenwood
family servant? ?' -
"No, miss," said the woman. "I'm
his mother." '
."His mother 1" - . - :
Z-e Btarted back. " V
n't think, miss, as I've come to
1-1 piid the old woman, with some
t "I ain't a lad v. as no one
,e,
knows better than myself, but J fillays
kept myself respectable, and decent
an tiot a penny owin' to no man." " I'm
am ; ffice1 eUmef, miss, by 'business,
with a very gOdd tftfnfledtioij, an'
don't quite know why it is as.Dalz'ell's
sd unwilling to have his good lfdy
know abdilt met Says I to him, 'My
son, says I,' 'if she s tlw person I take
her for,' she won't despise yo-i iot bav
ing a mother as has worked to make a
gentleman of you. I ain't one of the
interfering kind,' says I, 'and I means
to keep my sen to mysen, But I would
like to see the bonny birJee,' Says I.
But,' 'No,' says he, 'mother, says he,
'there's no one draws the line like i
American lady, an' I'd . be ashamed,
says he, 'to have her know as you was
a wor kink worn an. So that s tad re
son. miss, as 1 ve waited tin ne was
gone humbly .beggink as , you'll ex
cuse the liberty just for one 'look at
your blessed pretty face. For
mother's a mother, miss, an' she has a
mother's feelinks.
; And once more she courtesied and
eclipsed her face in her re-edged hand
kerchief with an audible sniff- and
gurgle. ':
All this. time Zoe's eyes had grown
larger, bluer and more startled, her
cheeks paler. - A strange quiver came
to her Iis.
"Do you mean," she said, "that he
Dalzell was ashamed of you?"
."A fine gentleman with a college
education can't be expected to be
proud of a mother as makes her liyink
by cleanink .offices, miss," said the
woman. ."P'raps it ain't natural as
as he -should. He was allays a good
lad,' though., And as I hain't no wish
to intrude where I ain't wanted, miss,
I'll bid you a very good-by. , It was
1 ' "ll .1 T, ( .
oniy tnat j. wanted to see wnat you
was like, miss." "
Zoe looked after the stout, retreat
ing figure as it trundled down stairs
with a pang of shame an aohe which
'she could not analyze.
. "I I should have offered her re
freshments I should, perhaps, have
kissed her I" with a shudder, as -she
remembered the blotchy complexion,:
the blunt nose and the red-bordered
handkerchief. "Dalzell's mother !
Now I come to think of it, I always
supposed his mother dead, though he
never told me so in words and sen
tences. And. all this time she is a
poor, workingwoman like this, and he
with his cigars and 'carriages and
careless talk of money, as if he.were a
millionaire ! Ob, who could have
dreamed of perfidy like this?"
She set' her little pearly teeth to
gether and tore up the half-written
sheets of that sweet first love letter. :
. "If must be quito different 1 from
that," said she--"the note that is to
tell him our engagement must end 1
For I never, never could respect a
man who has deceived me or a man
who is ashamed of- his honest, hard
working mother I"
The sweet, iiow9r-like face fell intc
her hands, tears -rained down lik
diamond showers,- and with every teai
the knell of a dead hope was sounded.
Poor little ' blue -eyed Zoe to hei
this was the very bitterness of death i
' ...
"I've done it, Mr. ' Knighton and
it was the wust an' meanest job. I ever
done!" ; - : . ;
"Carll Knighton was lounging at
his office desk; his hat on the back of
his head, his feet thrust deep into th
white pile of an Angora rug.
; He turned quickly at the sound ol
the stout old dame's voice.
"Well," said 'he,' "what Idid she
"y?rt
"Say? She didn't-say much;' but
I'd sooner ha' thrust a knife into a
lamb's throat. It was a cruel thing
to do, Mr. Knighton," and if I didn't
owe you money for what my poor lad
stole out of your till, and if you didn't
threaten to give him up to the aw if
I didn't do this for .you, I'd ha' said
no that I would! For I've got feel
inks, sir, if -1 am a poor worxinkwo
man." .
; "Bother, .-your" feelings! ; said
Knighton, contemptuously. - "You've
done the job, and yoa've bought that
precious son of yours off from ten
years in State's prison. s We're square,
so far. Now let me hear no more of
your nonsense 1": . - v ' ; -
And he smiled grimly as he thought
ef tho e9ect this rase would produce
on Dalzell Kenwood's hopes.
"Zje is absolutely Quixotic ia fcsr
ideas as to honor aad chivalry,"
thcraght he; "nor doss any woman
like to' realize that she has been de
ceived. V Dally V cake is all d ou gh b j
this time, and who knows but that Mr.
Carll Knighton's trump card may come
nppSnrmost one of these days?" :
. And his smile, as he stared up at the
ceiling, with berth hands clasped be
hind his black curly bead, was mora
Mephistophelian than ever. '-
But Love, the gentle god, takes care
of his own; and it so chanced that the
nextaomiiir, while Zoe was still cry
ing over the letter which was to blight
all Kenwood's bright hopes, a , missive
arrived from the true knight himself
a missive brimming over with love
and tenderness. ,
:,7 It was dated New Orleans, , and bore
within its folds a-scented sjprig of
white jasmine. -
V I picked this little blossom, darling Zoe,
teeide my mother's grare, he wrote ''the
dear youn South 3rn mother who died when
t was a child. It she could have known
you, dearest ! But let this white, star like
Sower be the same to you as her blessing (
"It's very strange !" said Zoe,
her' blue eyes brimming over with
tears.
J ust then Marie came in.
"I'm sorry to trouble you, misf?,
said she, "but it j that stout old .wo
man again, and she won't take 'no for
an answer, i never saw any - one so
pushing in all my life."
'Zoo caught up the spray . of white
,asmine with a jealous hand as the old
woman in the crumpled bonnet " came
in, weeping and excited.
There had been an accident in ,the
cartridge factory down town at which
her son worked, and he had been sud
denly killed. ; ' . . .'
"It's a judgment on me," she be-
wailed herself, wringing her hands,
"because I told a wicked lie to shield
him ! And now the Lord has punished
me. But it's Mr. , Knighton . as the
judgment might have fell on, and I'll
clear my soul by telling the truth at
last. ' I never see Mr. Dalzell Ken
wood in my life, and the story of my
being his mother was ail a put-up tale
as Mr. Knighton bribed me to tell . to"
make trouble. But I'm punished
yes, the Lord's hand is heavy on me
atlaeil'V "T .
And she fell in a dead faint on the
floor.'
So Zoe's second letter to Dalzell was
destroyed also. . : .
When that young man retnred from
his Southern trip, he went to demand
reckoning at .the. hands of. Garll
Knighton, but in vain. That - enter
prising ; worthy had closed his law
office and gone to some distant West
ern town, the name not specified. . ; .
And on the day of Zoe At water's
wedding, Bosalind Knighton looked
ruefully at Miss Ford. :
"People don't always, get their de
serts in this world, Nina, said she.
Here's Zoe married to Mr. Kenwood,
and we haven't received our diamond
collar buttons."
"No," murmured Nina.
But her loss had been greater . far
than that, of her volatile friend, lor
she had secretly loved the handsome
scamp who had absconded.
"I knew he was a villain, "she mused.'
"I know he would have broken my
heart even had I become his wife ; but
I loved him !" Saturday Night.
The ' San Francisco Chronicle re
marks: v When Colonel Sellers in -"The
Gilded Age' spoke of the im
mense sums of money he proposed to
make by dispensing his eye water to
the orientals he threw out a hint
which inventors have been slow to act
upon. The conditions of life in the
Orient are very peculiar, and the peo
ple have certan wants whioh we in the
.Western world are . hardly more than
aware of. Among these is some rem
edy against the encroachments oi
white ants. These, destructive insectr
make life a burdenilo the Europeans
lving.in China and other oriental,
countries. - They eat every thing made
of timber,' and as a consequence - it is
almost impossible to keep' 'a house or
its adjuncts in' repair. A correspon
dent suggests that the known fact that
these ants have an aversion' to lime
'may put some ingenious American on
to an idea which if properly worked
out would be a benefaction to peop!
living in the Orient, especially Euro
peans, who would pay liberally foi
some practical remedy for tho nui
POPULAR SCIENCE.
Charcoal is said to be the best fael
for producing intense heat.
Seashells- murmur because the vi
brations of the air; are brought to a
focus in them. v . ,,- .
A , telephone has been invented
through which a voice may be heard in
any part of room. ' -
Boiled water tastes flat and insipid
because tho gases it contained have
been driven off by heat. : -
A tree in a forest near the Southern
boundary of Japan attains a height, of '
four feet in seven weeks. -
Scientists are now able, by means
of an ingenious machine, to count the
particles of dust jin the air. ' " .'
, Lieberkuhn estimates that the ex
tent of respiratory surface in the hu
man lungs is'not less' than 1400 square
.feet.' ,.'. -...
'"Of " 67,000,000 - rays' Jot ligTit and
warmth radiated by the sun only 1,
000,000 fall on the planets of the solar
system. : . ,, AA
Research shows that there-is not a
particle, of vegetation in the eastern
part of "the North Sea It is one great
watery waste. . v . . --.
The earliest known attempt' at an
explanation of the rainbow 'was made
by Aristotle. It was along.the line of
modern scientific investigation.
The moBt remarkable formations of
frost known to .the meteorologist ard
the crystals are often a foot long.''
Charles Mcllvaine, an American. ex
pert' on fungi, claims- to have eaten
full meals of over 400 species of toad
stools without ever having been poi
soned. i -
Electrical weaving machines are in
with double heels, are rattled put of
each machine at therate of lven
pairs an hour, -' a . " :
.Muscles of the eyes, ears and . nosa
show 'that several groups, which in
the lower animals are veiT hicrhly da-
veloped, in man are in an aliost rudi-V.:
mentary. condition..' ... J.. h i.r
Professor - Ball, " the . Astronomer?
Royal of Ireland, says that if the fixed
star Sirius is inhabited its people can
not see . our sun, which is 100,000,000,
000 miles from, them.- , j, ;
Animal magnetism is" no rne?r dis
covery, but was practiced by Father
Hehl, at Vienna, about 1774, and had .
wdnderiul success 5 for ; a .while im
France and England in 1783 and 17S'J.V
In the interior . of Australia ( is a
series of great lakes which are . occu
pied by water only at long intervals.
The mud which remains when the water
is absent is filled with the ,bones of
geologio monsters. ., : '
y An inventor has just discovered that
- - ...... '::
there .is enough latent ..energy in, a
cubic foot of air . to kill a ., regiment
and that this power can be. "liberated '
by vibration." This is the' Keely
motor principle. As air. is composed
of certain elements (gases),, united in
proper chemical proportions, it is
simply necessary to produce a 'vibra
tion of 'sufficient' intensity to make a
new chemical combination, and there
-you have the oower- TSasv nonxrh "
, An Argument. '
Mamma "Now, Andrew, -you
mustn't eat that candy, because it will
destroy your appetite for dinner."
Andrew-
don t tnink so, '
mamma."'
Mamma'
dear?' ; '
. Andrew
'Why don't you think bo,
-'Because, mammj -.!
haven't go't a bitof appetite just now"
Harper's Young People. ,
, A modern beorge wasniagtan. 1
Teacher---'Nw,.!Willie"Wilkinsi 1
. want ;you to ,tell me the: truth Did
Harry Thomas draw that picture on
'theboardV;;:;'; '' '.".Vr
Willie Wilkfns-''Teacher I '.firmly
refase to answer that question." , -
Teacher "You do?"
Willie Wilkins--" Because" I gav-?v
Harry my word of honor I would r cs
tell on him. "Philadelphia P.ecc 1 1.
Just 'Mow te Take It.
. -
Meeks (anxiously) "Do
Mr.-
think my
mother-in-law
wiiV
through, doctor?"
Physician (encoijiH.in'y) "'
an hope for tho best, tir."
' Mr. Meeks fl pt .' 'My)-.'3o i":
leaUy
eoiii-r t .W:, U the?"- Trj