VOL. XIII.

OCEAN CITY, N. J., THURSDAY, MAY 4, 1893.

NO. 5.

Ocean City Sentinel PUBLISHED WEEKLY AT OCEAN CITY, N. J.,

BY R. C. ROBINSON, Editor and Proprietor.

$1.00 per year, strictly in of ince. $1.50 at end of year.

Restaurants. MARSHALL'S DINING ROOMS

FOR LADIES AND GENTS

1321 MARKET STREET,

Three Doors East of City Hall,

PHILADELPHIA. STRICTLY TEMPERANCE.

MEALS TO ORDER FROM 6 A. M. TO 8 P. M. Good Roast DInners, with three vegetables, for 25 cents.

Turkey or Chicken Dinners 15 cents. Ladies' Room upstairs, with homelike accommodations. PURE SPRING WATER. BAKERY,

601 S. Twenty-Second St.

ICE CREAM, ICES, FROZEN FRUITS AND JELLIES. Weddings and Evening Entertainments a specialty. Everything to furnish the table and set free of charge.

NOTHING SOLD OR DELIVERED ON SUNDAY.

QUALITY AND PRICE UNEXCELLED. R. R. SOOY'S LADIES & GENTS DINING ROOMS, 525 Chestnut Street, PHILADELPHIA. D. SOMERS RISLEY,

No. 111 Market Street,

CAMDEN, N. J.

Conveyancer, Notary Public, Com-

missioner of Deeds, Real Estate and General Insurance Agent. Properties for sale and to rent. Money to loan on Mortgage. TELEPHONE No. 15.

PETER MURDOCH, DEALER IN

COAL AND WOOD, Ocean City, N. J. Orders left at 806 Asbury avenue will receive prompt attention.

Artistic Printing.

Material--The Best.

Workmanship--First class. Charges--Moderate R. CURTIS ROBINSON, Ocean City, N. J. L. S. SMITH, CONTRACTOR IN Grading, Graveling and Curbing. PAINTING BY CONTRACT OR DAY. Eighth St. and Asbury Ave., OCEAN CITY, N. J. Plasterers and Brick-Layers.

W. STONEHILL. G. O. ADAMS. STONEHILL & ADAMS, Plastering, Range Setting, Brick Laying, &c.

All work in mason line promptly attended to.

OCEAN CITY, N. J. Try an advertisement in the SEN-

TINEL.

Physicians, Druggists, Etc. DR. J. S. WAGGONER, RESIDENT Physician and Druggist, NO. 731 ASBURY AVENUE, OCEAN CITY, N. J. Pure Drugs, Fine Stationery, Confectionery, Etc., constantly on hand. DR. G. W. URQUHART, 2265 North 13th Street, PHILADELPHIA, PA. Attorneys-at-Law. MORGAN HAND, ATTORNEY AND COUNSELLOR AT LAW. Solicitor, Master and Examiner in Chancery

Supreme Court Commissioner, Notary Public. CAPE MAY C. H., N. J.

(Opposite Public Buildings.)

ALLEN B. ENDICOTT,

COUNSELOR AT LAW,

Rooms 1, 2 and 3 Union National Bank Building.

ATLANTIC CITY, N. J. LAW OFFICES OF SCHUYLER C WOODRULL,

310 Market St., Camden, N. J.

Solicitor of Ocean City.

Bakers, Grocers, Etc. JACOB SCHUFF,

(Successor to A. E. Mahan,)

THE PIONEER BAKERY, No. 708 Asbury Avenue, OCEAN CITY, N. J. Fresh Bread, Pies and Cakes daily. Wedding

Cakes a specialty. Orders delivered free of

charge. Nothing delivered on Sunday.

HARRY G. STEELMAN,

DEALER IN FINE Groceries and Provisions, No. 707 Asbury Avenue, OCEAN CITY, N. J. Contractors and Builders. S. B. SAMPSON, Contractor and Builder No. 305 Fourth St., Ocean City, N. J. Jobbing promptly attended to. Plans, specifications and working drawings furnished. JOSEPH F. HAND, ARCHITECT, CONTRACTOR AND BUILDER, Ocean City, N. J.

Plans, Specifications and Working Drawings furnished. Estimates given on Application. Satisfaction guaranteed.

Nicholas Corson, CARPENTER AND BUILDER, OCEAN CITY, N. J.

Estimates given. Plans and Specifications furnished. Buildings put up by contract or day.

G. P. MOORE,

ARCHITECT, BUILDER, AND PRACTICAL SLATER,

Ocean City, N. J.

Best Roofing Slate constantly on hand. HENRY G. SCHULTZ,

CONTRACTOR AND BUILDER,

2633 Germantown Avenue,

PHILADELPHIA. BRANCH OFFICE:

Seventeenth and Asbury Avenue,

OCEAN CITY, N. J.

ARNOLD B. RACE,

UNDERTAKER,

PLEASANTVILLE, N. J.

All orders by telegraph or otherwise will re-

ceive prompt attention. Bodies preserved with or without ice. Office below W. J. R. R. at the

residence of A. B. RACE.

ARNOLD B. RACE. W. B. M. BURRELL,

Undertaker & Embalmer, 427 Market Street,

CAMDEN, N. J. TELEPHONE 108. Plumbers, Steam Fitters, Etc.

J. T. BRYAN, Practical Plumber and Gas Fitter No. 1007 Ridge Ave., Philadelphia. Circulating Boilers, Sinks, Bath Tubs, Water Closets, lead and Iron Pipes, Pumps, Etc. fur-

nished at short notice. Country or City Residences fitted up in the best manner. Sanitary Plumbing and drainage a specialty. Orders by mail promptly attended to. ROBERT FISHER, REAL ESTATE AND Insurance Broker, CONVEYANCER, COMMISSIONER OF DEEDS, AND NOTARY PUBLIC. Agent for the Aetna Life Insurance Company, of Hartford, Connecticut, and some of the oldest and best Fire Insurance Companies of America. What's the matter with Ocean City? She's booming, that's all. New water supply sys-

tem; new electric street rail-

road; electric lights; new hotels; new cottages; new tenants and new guests; everything is on the jump, and Fisher is rushing the business. Call at see him, and put your money in Ocean City be-

fore things get up to the top notch.

Fisher is one of the few pioneers of Ocean City and among its first Real Estate purchasers and Cottagers, intimately associated with all its history and identified with every step of its progress and the operation of its Real Estate, has extraordinary opportunities for the transaction of all kinds of Real Estate and Insurance business. FOR RENT--Having very extensive and influential connections, he has superior advantages in bringing those who have properties to rent and those who require them together, and at present has some of the finest cottages and other

houses on his books at liberal prices. FOR SALE--Long experience and personal dealing in Real Estate has made him expert in values of both improved and unimproved property. Occasionally even in such a prosper-

ous town as ours some one wants to change or get out. Then we help them by helping some one else to a bargain. From Ocean front to Bay, and all between, you can be suited

with fine corners or central building lots. A few cottages, new and well built, now offered at cost.

Write for information of the Lot Club. Headquarters for every house-

hunter and investor, Fisher's Real Estate Office, the most prominent corner in Ocean City.

Insurances placed on most advantageous terms in best companies.

For any information on any subject connected with any business enterprise write freely to

Robert Fisher,

Ocean City, N. J.

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THE LABORER.

For a Hercules in his fighting ire there is never the glory that follows,

When ashen he lies and the poets arise to sing the work he has done. But to visions alive under shallows of sight, lo,

the laborer's crown is Apollo's,

White stands he, yet in his grime and sweat,

to wrestle for fruits of the sun.

Can an enemy wither his cheer? Not you, ye fair yellow flowering ladies

Who join with your lords to jar the chords of a bosom heroic and clog,

'Tis the faltering friend, an inanimate land, may drag a great soul to their hades And plunge him far from a beam of star till

he hears the deep bay of the dog.

Apparition is there of a monster task in a policy

carving new fashions:

The winninger course than the rule of force,

and the springs lured to run in a stream; He would bend tough oak, he would stiffen the reed, point reason to swallow the passions. Bid Britons awake two steps to take where one is a trouble extreme! Not the less is he nerved with the laborer's resolute hope: that by him shall be written, To honor his race, this deed of grace, for the weak from the strong made just; That her sons over seas in a rally of praise may behold a thrice vitalized Britain, Ashine with the light of the doing of right, at the gates of the future in trust. --George Meredith. A ROMANTIC AFFAIR. He was ruined. As he left the casino and wandered out into the gardens he had absolutely not a franc in his pockets wherewith to purchase a lodging or a meal. The downcast profile was clear cut and firm, arguing powerful individuality in its owner, and yet the mania had seized him, as it had seized many a weaker man, and he had staked his all and lost over the gaming tables at Monte Carlo. The moonlight touched his bowed head softly, silvered the outlines of his figure, revealed his haggard whiteness. It fell on something else--something that glittered in his hands like steel. "Stop! Don't do that!" It was a woman's voice that spoke, a woman's touch that rested lightly on his sleeve, a woman's great dusky eyes, set in a face such as one sees but seldom in a lifetime, which were raised to his. She had strolled from her party to enjoy alone the beauty of the evening, and absorbed in meditation had wandered farther than she knew. The man's arm dropped to his side. He looked at her in silence, wondering, admiring, perhaps a little ashamed. "Why did you want to do it?" pursued the gentle voice. "Does life seem so evil a thing to you?" "I have been a fool--a madman! I am ruined! I wish to God I had never seen this cursed place." "But you are a man. You can work. You can regain all that you have lost." He shook his head. "I cannot find employment here, and I haven't the means to get away. I have had the viatique already, and I went back to the tables thinking to have one more bid for fortune and lost. The authorities will not help me twice." Her hand slipped into her pocket and out again. Adroitly she drew the pistol away from him and pressed something in its place. "See, I have bought this thing of you," she said hurriedly. "You need not feel too grateful. Compatriots should help each other. If you want to repay me, swear to yourself that you will never do--what you attempted just now. I must leave you now. Goodby." She was gone before he could stay or thank her--swallowed up and lost in the shadow of the trees. "Miss Ferris, allow me to introduce to you Mr. Fergus Landlock." The first time they had met alone beneath the stars at Monte Carlo, now they were amid a fashionable London crowd, and she was in evening dress, with diamonds sparkling at her throat and in her hair. For an instant she returned his gaze, questioning, perplexed; then there was a flash of recognition, and he saw she knew. "Will you take me into the conservatory, Mr. Landeck? It is so warm here." They left the ballroom and strolled under the domed glass where the palms and lilies grew. "You have not forgotten, then?" It was his voice, low and tremulous, which broke the silence. "No; nor you, it seems." There are moments in a man's life which he never forgets. That was one of them. Do you know I have often wondered whether we should ever meet again, but I dared not indulge a hope until this evening, when for the first time I learned your name. Miss Ferris, shall we sit down for awhile? Wait, let me fix that cushion for you. I am very grateful for this opportunity of speaking to you alone. I want--I want to return to you, with many thanks, the--the gift you gave me five years ago. Ah, don't say no. The obligation under which you placed me will none the less exist, and--

and I shall always keep the little purse--always--in remembrance of that night--and you." "Fortune has evidently favored you since," she said after a pause. "Yes, fortune has indeed favored me. Miss Ferris, your gift was like the enchanted purses in the children's fairy tales--bottomless. It enabled me to reach the Transvaal goldfields. I worked hard there; I saved a little; by and by I speculated much. Sometimes people grow rich there in a month--a week. I was one of them. Whatever I touched seemed to turn to gold; whatever I did was right. Money came to me in thousands--tens of thousands--hundreds even. On the day I sailed from Cape Town, three weeks ... in South Africa, and if it had not been for you I should be lying in a suicide's grave." Something glistened on her lashes. She drooped her eyes and toyed with the feathers of her fan. "I am glad, so very glad, you have succeeded." His gaze lingered on the subtle outline of her figure, the curve of her full white throat and cheek, the brown hair with the threads of gold which waved and curved about her brow and neck.

"And you"--his voice sank lower still--"you have not married?"

"No, as you see. But it is probably that I shall lose my freedom soon." "Does that mean you are engaged?" "It means that Lord Hythe proposed to me by letter this morning, and that I am to give him his answer tonight." "And is it to be 'yes?'" She laughed a little. "Do you know that is a very strange question to put on so short an acquaintance and that our conversation is becoming unusual in the extreme? Mr. Landeck, you seem to forget that we were introduced only half an hour ago!" "You were present at the most solemn moment of my existence. Let me a little behind the scenes of your own life," he urged. She hesitated and cast a rapid glance at him. Her lips, quivering as with some hidden emotion, strove to smile. "We seem fated to have strange confidences, you and I," she said and laughed uncertainly. "If you are very curious to know, it is 'yes.' I shall accept him." Perhaps it was only fancy or the flickering of the lamps, but it seemed as though a sudden spasm crossed his face, born of disappointment or of pain. "You care for him of course!" An uncontrollable impulse moved the woman to dash aside the barrier of conventionality and give expression to what she felt. She raised her eyes to his. They met, and the anguish in them touched him to the heart. She shook her head merely, then turned her face away. "Then tell me why you are going to marry him." "Because he is rich, and my father's property is mortgaged. I may as well tell you the reason; everybody will know." "You intend to sacrifice yourself for your family's sake." "Sacrifice! What an ugly way of putting it! I am going to make a 'marriage of convenience.' Other women are doing the same thing every day." There was silence, save for the dripping of the water among the ferns and grasses in the rockery and the subdued sound of distant music. They were alone. In the dim, religious light of the richly colored lamps the man was blind to all but the white glad from against the mass of foliage. The heavy perfume of the exotics seemed to rise and stifle him; the woman's beauty intoxicated his senses; the consciousness of her presence thrilled his very soul. He leaned over to her and touched her gently on the arm. "Sylvia, we are scarcely more than strangers, you and I. Perhaps you'll tell me I am mad. But I love you--heaven knows I love you. I believe I loved you --then. Sylvia, will you--oh, for pity's sake take me instead of him!" "A most romantic affair," said the society papers when they were married. "He proposed to her the first time they met."--Buffalo News. Mr. Carlisle's Favorite Recreation.

While Mr. Carlisle is a great brain worker and has the capacity to get through a large amount of mental labor which is exhausting as well as to the physical body, yet he is found of pleasure and recreation. His chief recreation is a small game of draw poker--a sort of family game--at his residence, one or two evenings during the week, with a few invited friends. The ante is only 5 cents, and the limit but 25 cents. He always plays in bad luck--I think quits the game four out of five times a loser. The fives and deuces seem to have a great fondness for his hand. One rarely deals without giving him a deuce or a five, and he never fails to call the attention of the players to the fact with the exclamation: "Here's that deuce" or "Here's that five again. I get it every time." But all the same he enters into the spirit of the game with as much earnestness as he does in solving a great question in political economy, and from these poker party meetings he derives a great deal of keen enjoyment and much needed recreation.--Louisville Courier-Journal. Curious Trades of Parisians. M. Rossignol, the well known Parisian police officer, has compiled a list of some of the extraordinary "trades" exercised in Paris, of which the following is a selection: Ratters, who capture living rats and sell them to exhibitors of curious beasts; collectors, who gather sewer grease, and seize the corks and stoppers at the Suresnes sewer grating; stampers, who beg bread crusts, which they sell again; ant egg collectors, who take their gatherings on Sundays to the bird markets; bird "professors," who offer their services at that market as trainers of blackbirds, canaries and parrots; "senators, who are one other than the commissionaires of the flower market, and merchants for the sale of night shelter numbers, who stand in a line and resell their tickets to their more fortunate brethren.--Pall Mall Budget.

Within the last 30 years there have

been on the British coasts over 60,000

wrecks, with the fearful loss of 20,000 lives.

IF WOMEN PROPOSED. What Would Happen if Progressive Woman Sought Man In Marriage. Mr. Ward McAllister is ordinarily a warm admirer of Mr. Henry Labouchere, who, like himself, is eminent in society and journalism, although Mr.

McAllister is greater in the first respect

and Mr. Labouchere in the second. But Mr. McAllister has no toleration for the British editor's suggestion that women should propose. "It seems to me," said Mr. McAllister, "that Labouchere's mental faculties must have been seriously affected by advancing age when he made such a suggestion. It is preposterous, sir. There is no sense in it either from the man's or woman's point of view. "Human nature will have to change before this scheme can be carried out, and however far women's rights may have advanced within recent years human nature remains the same thing in many respects. It is a natural law that the man should seek the woman, not a social convention. When the woman

seeks the man, it will be about time for

marriages to cease altogether. As long as men have any desire to get married they will offer themselves. When they have ceased to care about marriage, it

won't help the women at all to propose.

"The woman who seeks a man will

drive him away. In plainer words, the woman who makes a proposal of mar-

riage will be rejected. The more per-

sistent she presses her suit the more obstinately he will avoid her. The shyness of a persecuted man under these

circumstances would be a thing that

would surprise Mr. Labouchere. Man

is naturally more bashful than woman. If he thought himself in danger of a proposal from a strong minded woman, he would go away and hide. Woman can only attract by a passive attitude. She has no doubt a way of making love, but to be successful she must avoid any of the open, straightforward advances

which are natural to man. Her attitude must be passive. "If a woman asked me to kiss her, I should decline to do so. I have, in fact,

had more than one such experience. The request takes away any inclination to comply with it. It may be laid down as a general rule that a man does not want to kiss a woman who asks him to. How much less will he care to marry the woman who asks him to! "The only excuse for such a reversal of the natural way of doing things would be an economical one. The woman's life is probably rendered more unhappy than the man's by inadequate means to carry on the household. Perhaps the people who are in favor of women proposing think that they would only choose men fit to be husbands. But as things are now they are able to reject the undeserving, and, as I have said, they could not hope to capture the husbands they desired by pursuing them, because they would never catch up with them. Even if women did choose their partners for life without waiting to be asked, there is no reason to believe they would show any more sense than the men or any more than they themselves do now. "A great deal of unhappiness is caused nowadays by the modern laws which enable a woman to keep her income entirely separate from that of her husband. I am very old fashioned in this respect. I believe that wherever there is a division of financial interest in a home there is likely to be unhappiness. A wife's income should not be separated from her husband's. Young men without money should not marry women

with a great deal of money, who will be

in a position at any time to tell them to go away.

"I have made some very serious re-

marks on this subject, and they are called for. There is no knowing to what length these progressive women will go. They have done nothing but

harm already, carrying domestic un-

happiness wherever they go."--New York World.

Queen Vic's Unfortunate Poem. The first number of the new weekly, the Magazine Journal, containing a humorous poem attributed to her majesty before her marriage, has suddenly been withdrawn from circulation. Upon inquiry it appears that a high government official called upon the editor, Mr. Stuart Robinson, and that gentleman, in company with the subeditor, attended later on. Mr. Stuart Robinson is naturally somewhat reticent as to what took place at the interview, but he states that he

was most courteously received and that

as an intimation was conveyed to him that the publication of the lines would be distasteful to the highest quarters he unhesitatingly withdrew the number from circulation. The poem in question is simply a skit on the peculiarities of the ministers of the day.--Irish Times. Strategy Overcomes a Diffident Texan.

Congressman Kilgore introduced Mr. William G. Sterrett of Galveston to President Cleveland. Kilgore in speaking of it afterward said he had trouble in getting Colonel Sterrett along. "This is Colonel William Green Sterrett of Texas, Mr. President," said Kilgore. "I had trouble getting him in the White House at all." "How did you manage it?" replied Cleveland as he shook Colonel Sterrett's hand. "Why," replied Kilgore wearily as he wiped his brow, "I blindfolded and

backed him in."--Kansas City Times. A man must have a clear head to do good work.