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VOL. XIII.

OCEAN CITY, N. J., THURSDAY, MAY 25, 1893.

NO. 8.

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 for 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, Commissioner of Deeds, Real Estate and General Insurance Agent.

Properties for sale and to rent. Money to loan

on Mortgage. TELEPHONE No. 16.

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 SENTINEL. 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. Will practice at Ocean City during the months of June, July and August.

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 SCHUYLER C. WOODRULL, 310 Market St., Camden, N. J. Solicitor of Ocean City. Bakers, Grocers, Etc. JACOB SCUFF, (Successor to A. E. Mahan,) THE PIONEER BAKERY,

No. 703 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 receive 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 and 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. furnished at short notice. Country or City Residences fitted up in the best manner. Sanitary Plumbing and drainings 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 system; new electric street railroad; electric lights; new hotels; new cottages; new tenants and new guests; everything is on the jump, and Fisher is rushing the business. Call and see him, and put your money in Ocean City before 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 prosperous 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 moth 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. The National Institute COMPOUND OXYGEN FOR Sickness and Debility.

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Shine with a sudden light.

And in a moment, with a silver flood

The full moon rises chill Behind the tangle of the somber wood

That crowns the distant hill. --R. K. Munkittrick in Harper's Weekly. HOW THEY MANAGED. "Pack your things as soon as you please, my dear," said Mr. Chesney. "We're going to move Saturday." Mr. and Mrs. Chesney were a matrimonial firm---there was no question about that. Mrs. Chesney had always been a silent partner in the same.

"If I ever get married," said Elma, a

bright eyed girl of 17, "I won't be put upon as mamma is?" "Where, my dear?" asked Mrs. Chesney with a little start. "Into the country," said the family

autocrat. "I'm tired of this city busi-

ness. It costs a great deal more than it

comes to. I'm told you can live at half the expense in the country."

"But," gasped the wife, "what is to become of the children's education?" "There's a very good district school in

the neighborhood, not more than a mile distant," explained her husband, "and exercise will do them good."

"And what are we to do for society?" "Pshaw!" said Chesney, "I would not give a rap for people who can't be soci-

ety for themselves. There'll be the housework to do, you know--nobody keeps a girl in the country--and plenty of chores about the place for Will and Spencer. I shall keep a horse if I can get one cheap, for the station is half a mile from the

place, and I've bargained for a couple of cows and some pigs."

Meanwhile Mr. Chesney explained to his wife the various advantages which

were to accrue from the promised move.

"It's unfortunate," said he, "that Elma

and Rosie aren't boys. Such a lot of women folks are enough to swamp any family. Men now can always earn their

bread. But we must try to make everybody useful in some way or other. It's so healthy, you know," added he. "And

the rent won't be half of what we pay here."

"Are there any modern conveniences about the place?" timidly inquired Mrs. Chesney. "There's a spring of excellent water about a hundred yards from the house," said her husband. Mrs. Chesney grew pale. "Have I got to walk a hundred yards for every drop of water I want?" said she. "And a large rainwater hogshead under the eaves of the house," added Mr. Chesney. "And I've already got a bargain in kerosene lamps. As for candles,

I am given to understand that good

housekeepers make 'em themselves in tin molds. There's nothing like economy. Now I do beg to know, Abigail," he added irritably, "what are you looking so lackadaisical about? Do you expect to sit still and fold your hands while I do all the work? Give me a woman for sheer natural laziness!" The first sight of Mulleinstalk farm was dispiriting in the extreme. Between rock and swamp there was scarcely pasture for the two lean cows that Mr. Chesney had bought at a bargain, and the hollow backed horse which stalked about the premises like some phantom Bucephalus. The apple trees in the orchard were three-quarters dead, and leaned sorrowfully away from the east winds, until their boughs touched the very ground, fences had all gone to ruin and the front gate was tied up with a hemp string. "Is this home?" said Elma, with an indescribable intonation in her voice. "We'll get things all straightened up after awhile," said Mr. Chesney, bustling to drive away the pigs, which had broken out of their pen and were squealing dismally under the window. Mrs. Chesney cried herself to sleep that night and awakened the next morning with every bone instinct with shooting pains. "And no wonder," said Spencer; "there's a foot of water in the cellar." "We must have it drained," said Mr. Chesney, with an uneasy look; "but there's plenty of things to do first." And now began a reign of the strictest economy. Mr. Chesney himself paid for everything with checks, and not an article came into the house or went out of it without his cognizance. New dresses were frowned upon; spring bonnets were strictly prohibited; orders were issued that old carpets should be reversed, and broken dishes repaired with cement and quicklime. "Save, save, save! That is the chief thing," he kept repeating briskly. "Women folks can't earn; they should try their best to save." "Boys," fluttered Rosie, "I've an idea. Mary Penn, who lives on the next farm, you know, came over to see Elma and me yesterday. Papa is earning his living; we'll earn something too." "I should like to know how," muttered Spencer. "I might hire out somewhere if it wasn't for that wretched old horse and the pigs, and the wood chopping, and"--"Oh, but there is something that won't interfere with the chores, nor with school," said cheerful little Rosie. "Just listen--all I ask of you is to listen." And the weeks grew into months, and the red leaves eddied down into little swirls from the maple trees, and "pig killing time" came, and with the aid of a lame, one eyed man Mr. Chesney laid down his own stock of pork and sausages, with the sense of being triumphantly economical. The family had left off complaining now. Apparently they were resigned to their doom. But there were some things that Mr. Chesney could not explain at all. A new rug brightened up the dismal hues of the parlor carpet; Rosie had a crimson merino dress, trimmed with black velvet bars; Elma's fall jacket was edged with substantial black fur, and--grand climax of extravagance--Mrs. Chesney had a new shawl in place of the old garment which had been her mother's before her. He looked at the housekeeping books with renewed vigilance. He consulted the stubs of his checkbook with a notice that nothing could escape. "I--don't--know--how--they--man-age it," said he, scratching his nose with a lead pencil that he always carried. "I hate mysteries, and I mean to be at the bottom of this before I am an hour older. "Abigail," said he, "how is this? I've

given you no money; you've long left off asking for money. How have you managed to smarten yourself and the children up so? I won't be cheated by my own wife." Elma sat down the pitcher which she was wiping and came and stood before her father with glittering eyes and cheeks stained with crimson, like a flag of battle. "Papa," she said, "you must not speak to mamma so. Mamma would not cheat you nor nobody else. It's money we've earned ourselves." Mr. Chesney stared at the girl with incredulous eyes.

"And if you don't believe it come and see how," said Elma, flinging down her towel. "Mary Penn showed us. She told us everything and gave us the first swarm of bees. There are 14 swarms down there under the south wall. Spencer sold the honey for us. And we planted all the nice flowers that grow down in the meadow that you said was too stony and barren for the sheep to pasture upon, and Will dug and hoed around them after all the chores were done, and

we sent boxes and bouquets of lilies and verbenas to the city every day by Mr. Penn's wagon. And we gathered wild

strawberries before the sun was up and got cherries out of the old lane. And the money is ours--every cent of it." "Honey, eh?" said Mr. Chesney, staring at the row of hives, for Elma had dragged him out into the November moonlight to the scene of action. "Well, I've seen these many a time, but I always s'posed they belonged to Squire Penn's folks. And flowers and wild berries! Didn't think there was so much money in 'em. Guess I'll try the business myself next year. Queer that the women folks should have got the start of me." After that he regarded the family with more respect. The mere fact that they could earn money had elevated them immensely in his sight. But when the spring came he lost his able coadjutor. Miss Elma incidentally announced to him one day that she was going to be married to Walter Penn the next week. "And mamma is coming to live with us," added Elma. "She can't stand the damp home and this hard work any longer." But Mrs. Chesney did not go to the Penn farm. Mr. Chesney hired a stout serving maid and laid drain pipes under the kitchen stoop. If his wife really understood her business so well, it was worth while to keep her well and active, he considered. "I couldn't leave papa, you know," said Mrs. Chesney to Elma. "He means well, and now that Rebecca Beckel is coming here and the kitchen is dry we shall get along nicely. I wouldn't go back to the city for anything now." "Nor I either," said Elma. "And, oh, mamma, I shall always love those beehives under the hollyhocks, for it was there that Walter asked me to be his wife." Mrs. Chesney tearfully kissed her daughter. She, too, had been happy once and had her dreams. It was to be hoped that Walter Penn was made of different metal from George Chesney.--Women's Magazine. A Child's Opinion of Adam. A quaint little maid who has very decided and clearly defined notions of her own, whose home is on the North Side, close by the Lake Shore drive, and whose mamma is a communicant of St. James', recently very urgently requested that she be provided with one of "those big print Bibles that have covers that double back." She explained that she wanted to read the Bible all through, as her new Sunday school teacher had done--she had just been promoted from the infant room to the Sunday school proper--before she was 10 years old. Of course her mamma was not only willing but anxious to encourage so pious a purpose, and she got the sort of a Bible little Sue wanted. Each day for an hour or more she read with careful attention in her new Bible. When she came to that chapter which relates how God called Adam and Eve to account for their disobedience, Sue went to her mother, and bringing her soft covered Bible together with a bang exclaimed with scornful indignation: "Do you know, mamma, that I think Adam was just as mean as he could be. He wasn't fit to speak to, and if I had been in Eve's place I never would have spoken to him again. Just think of his going and telling God on Eve after he had eaten the apple too. I don't see what made God listen to such a tattler any-way."--Chicago Herald. ODDS AND ENDS. Paris actresses wear paper lace. A Michigan man has a dove farm. The busy have no time for tears.--By-ron. Silkworms were brought from China to Europe A. D. 402. Only one person in four in London earns over $5 a week. Soak bent whalebones a few hours in water, then dry them. Magliabecchi, the linguist, was the son of a vegetable peddler. Elongated ear lobes are considered a mark of beauty in Borneo.

Key West has a great-grandmother who is not yet 40 years old. It is said there are more herring eaten than any other kind of fish. A little knowledge is a dangerous thing to the friends of its possessor. If the hoopskirt be really coming, it should be in full tilt before midsummer. The sporting instinct is strong in all. Even the ballot box was lately out for the stuff. People who are noisy at church entertainment are generally very quiet dur-

ing a revival.

The youngest man in the national house is Joseph W. Bailey of Texas. He was born Oct. 6, 1863. Until the past winter it is said that no wolves have been seen in Massachusetts for half a century. With a vocabulary of 1,000 words a man can transact all the ordinary business matters of life. Right after breakfast a man will tell his inquiring wife that he doesn't care what she gives him for dinner. Stanton, the great war secretary, died by his own hand in 1869. He was undoubtedly insane from overwork. A woman died in London lately from blood poisoning, caused, it is said, by rubbing a small sore on her face with her black kid glove. It is a wise teacher who knows how and when to encourage his pupils. He must be truthful. He must do nothing to provoke a spirit of vanity. Depths of Sowing Grass Seed. The numerous failures in obtaining

good stands of the cultivated grasses in-

duced trials on the grounds of the Iowa experiment station at Ames to ascertain what influence depth of sowing had on acquiring good crops. Operations, owing to the rainy spring, did not begin until April 9, 1892, when red clover, timothy, Bromus inermus and tall meadow oat grass were sowed, and the seed was covered at various depths. The soil in which this experiment was made is a sandy loam. As has been intimated, the spring was a wet one. The months of September, October and November were, however, very dry, and the only severe drought of the season occurred during these months. Briefly stated, the results of this experiment, as reported in a recent bulletin, indicated that for such a season as a 1892 clover covered two and three inches stands fall drought better than that covered less, while lighter coverage gave better yields at first cutting. Timothy covered one inch deep gave most hay at first cutting, but that sowed two inches deep stood

drought best. Tall meadow oat grass

covered two inches deep gave the most hay at first cutting and showed the best fall conditions. The Bromus inermus covered one inch deep gave most hay at first cutting, and that covered two inches deep showed the best fall condition. One Man at the National Capital. He was a jolly granger, and the fact that he knew a thing or two wasn't advertised by the cut of his clothes or the fit of his whiskers. "Hello, Uncle Ben," said a man who met him just as he reached the avenue on his way from the depot. "What are you doing here?" "Come on business," he said solemnly. "On business?" "Yep. I came to tell the administration that I don't want office. I've bin a Democrat ever since I was old enough ter pronounce the word. I voted for Cleveland every time I hed a chance, so I came erlong to perclaim loudly that I don't want office. An if things goes as contrairy with me as they usually do I think I'll git it before I start back home." --Washington Star. Eggs of the World For London. There was a time when all foreign eggs in this country were known as

"French eggs." Now, thanks to improved means of transport, they come to us from a variety of countries. The annual import, according to the latest official returns, reaches the enormous number of nearly 1,300,000,000, valued at £350,000,000. France and Germany still furnish more than one-half of the whole. Belgium, Russia and Denmark come

next in order as egg exporters to this country. The Canadian quota has increased from 2,000,000 to 23,000,000 in a single year, and we have now laid under contribution a variety of minor sources, among which, it is curious to note, are the Canary islands, Turkey and Egypt.

--London News.

The Shape of Milton's Nose. Milton, it seems, had a Greek nose in youth; it afterward became a Puritanian nose. A habit of turning it up in moments of indignant morality would af-

fect the countour and expression.--Lon-don Saturday Review.