VOL. XIII.

OCEAN CITY, N. J., THURSDAY, JUNE 15, 1893.

NO. 11.

Ocean City Sentinel. PUBLISHED WEEKLY AT OCEAN CITY, N. J., BY R. C. ROBINSON, Editor and Proprietor. $1.00 per year, strictly in of inc. $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, 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. HOWARD REED, Ph. G., Physician and Surgeon, EMMETT HOUSE,

Cor. 8th Street and Central Avenue, OCEAN CITY, N. J. 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.

J. HOWARD WILLETS, M. D.

Cor. 7th and Central,

Office hours: 8 to 10

4 to 6 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 SCHUFF,

(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, specifi-

cations 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. 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. 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 Resi-

dences 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 system; new electric street railroad; electric lights; new hotels; new cottages; new tenants and new guests; every-

thing 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 ex-

tensive and influential connec-

tions, he has superior advan-

tages in bringing those who have properties to rent and those who require them to-

gether, 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 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. The National Institute COMPOUND OXYGEN FOR Sickness and Debility GOLD CURE FOR Alcohol, Morphine, etc

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IN THE WHITE WOODS. When winds are wild o'er steep and plain And Nature's beauty seems to wane, The winter woods are still as fair As when the summer lingered there. All is white and chaste and hushed When Nature, tired and summer flushed, Lays her down where snows are deep And sinks into her beauty sleep.

And Nature's lovers love her best

Sleeping through her winter's rest. --Francis S. Palmer in Harper's Weekly. THAT CLOCK. It was a rarely pretty thing, formed of bronze, with a couple of Cupids in attitudes of charming abandon, the neatest of carved flowers and various other decorations, all calculated to attract attention and please the eye. It stood under a glass globe in a conspicuous position in the show window of a well known Broadway jeweler, and as pretty Mrs. Mayblossom, the wife of a month, passing by with her young husband, caught sight of it, she abruptly

paused and gushingly exclaimed:

"Oh, George, what a lovely clock!" "Yes, Annie, dear," replied he, "it is really beautiful."

"How I wish," said she wistfully, "that you could afford to buy it. It

would make such a splendid ornament

for the parlor mantelpiece." "I would be only too happy to do so, but you know, Annie, I'm a young merchant, and whatever resources I have must be strictly devoted to business." She gave a little sigh of regret, but urged the purchase no further, and the newly married couple shortly afterward arriving at Mr. Mayblossom's place of business he, after a tender parting from his wife, entered his store, while she continued on her way to buy some few necessary things for their recently established household. In spite of his economic resolutions the young husband felt so strongly inclined to gratify his pretty wife's wish, and when therefore he found lying on his desk a letter containing a sum of money and was informed by the writer that it was the repayment of a loan which Mr. Mayblossom had made to a friend in his bachelor days and long looked upon as hopeless he determined to invest the money, which was as good as found, to the purchase of that clock. It did not take him long to return to the jeweler's to strike a bargain, the money he had so opportunely received being just a little more than the price asked, and the clock and globe were carefully done up in a parcel. "To what address shall I send it?" asked the polite storekeeper. "There is my card," replied Mr. Mayblossom, taking the bit of pasteboard out of his cardcase. "I wish you would send it at once, as my wife is out, and I desire to surprise her by having her see the clock on her return home." "I am sorry that it is impossible for me to do so. My delivery clerk is absent and will not return for an hour or so." "No matter, then. Give me the parcel." He took the clock, and having reached

the sidewalk hailed a commissionaire, who happened to pass by.

"You will take this clock to this address," he said, handing him the parcel and a card from the cardcase which he still held in his hand, "and here's the money for your service. Now be off and see that you execute your errand promptly and don't you dare to demand pay from the lady." "All right, sir," said the commissionaire. "I'll do the job in a jiffy." Mr. Mayblossom returned to his store in a very blissful state of mind, while the man glanced at the card for the direction. "Hello, what's this?" exclaimed he in some surprise, reading the address, "'Miss Priscilla Dusenberry, dressmaker,

340 _____ street.' Well, now, who'd

think that such a fine gentleman would be sending clocks to dressmakers? No matter; that's none of my business. I've got my pay in advance, and I'll take her the clock." Now, Miss Priscilla was a charming, red cheeked, blue eyed damsel of 18 or 19 years of age, possessed of a fair patronage, good health and a beau who gloried in the name of Augustus Tomkins, and was indeed a clerk in the identical jewelery store where the clock had been bought. She was sitting stitching a robe, humming a song, and with her thoughts centered on her devoted Augustus, speculating whether he would make his customary noonday visit, when a knock

sounded on the door, and opening it she

saw the commissionaire with his parcel. "A present for you, miss," said he, placing the clock on the table before the astonished girl. "And such a fine gentleman too. He paid me already. I

congratulate you, miss. Good morn-

ing." And before she could even say "Thank you" he was gone. In great surprise Priscilla untied the parcel, and an exclamation of joy escaped her lips when she beheld its con-

tents.

"The very clock I was speaking to Au-

gustus about. The dear, delightful fellow has bought it from his employer and sent it to me. Oh, don't I wish he'd come today, so that I could tell him how much obliged I am to him for his splendid gift." She arranged the clock on her tiny

mantelpiece and had hardly finished do-

ing so when there was a second knock

on the door, and in answer to the "Come

in" in stalked Mrs. Mayblossom. She was one of Priscilla's customers and had come to see about a dress upon which the latter was just then engaged. Her first glance naturally took in the clock. "Oh, Mrs. Mayblossom," exclaimed Priscilla, noting the direction of her eyes. "Isn't it lovely? And it was just sent to me as a present by a gentleman who loves me ever so much." "Oh, he loves you, does he?" said the young wife in tones so cold and metallic that Priscilla looked at her in surprise. "Of course he does," said she, "and I'm devoted to him. Why do you ask?" "Oh, no matter," replied Mrs. Mayblossom, too proud to reveal to her dressmaker the doubts and suspicions which had entered her mind from the moment she beheld the clock; "but you will please return my dress in its unfinished state. I shall require your services no longer." With which words she flounced out of the little room, leaving Priscilla more than ever astonished and mystified. "What can have been the matter with her?" thought the dressmaker. "Can she know my Augustus, and could he have been paying her any addresses? I must ask him when he comes." It was already near noon, and but a short time elapsed after Mrs. Mayblossom's departure before the fascinating Augustus put in an appearance. He, too, caught sight of the clock, and his manner, which had been ardent and loving at his entrance, suddenly changed to one of fierce rage and jealousy. "False, fickle woman!" cried he in a melodramatic air. "Is it thus you be-

tray the fond faith which my too trusting heart has reposed in you?" "Augustus," exclaimed she, terrified at his excited manner and tragic tones, "what do you mean?" "That clock," cried he, pointing to the innocent cause of all these complications. "Why--why," stammered she. "Did you not send me that?" "I send you a hundred dollar clock!" exclaimed he in tones of bitter scorn. "I, with a salary of $15 a week! You cannot deceive me. You know that Mr. Mayblossom bought that clock at our store this morning. You know that he sent it to you, and you received it. You took this costly present from a married man. Oh, Priscilla, I thought more of you, but now all is over with us. My love is dead, and I live but for revenge." He clapped his hat over his eyes and rushed out of the room, leaving Priscilla nearly frantic with fear and grief. Meanwhile Mr. Mayblossom had quietly spent the morning attending to his business, and now, during the noonday recess, was slowly winding his way home, full of blissful anticipations of a loving welcome from his wife and utterly unconscious of the storm that was gathering on his domestic horizon. He reached home and was greatly astonished to learn from the cook that, though dinner was ready, there was no wife in the house to share it with him. She had come home in a terrible rage, had gone directly to her room, remained there a few minutes and then left the house. What could it mean? He went to his wife's room. It was empty. There was no clock on the mantelpiece. Ah, what was that? A letter addressed to him and in his wife's handwriting. He hastily opened it and read: Forever farewell. By the time you read this letter I shall have returned to my parents. Your deceit is discovered. I have learned all. First, I went to the dressmaker's and saw the clock there, and then I went to the jeweler's and made sure that you bought it and sent it to her. Do not seek me, for I am forever lost to you. Your heartbroken ANNIE. Sensible, good natured George burst into a fit of merry laughter as he read this epistle. "Here's a fine mix up," muttered he, "and all because my wife happened to place her dressmaker's card among mine when she was arranging my cardcase

yesterday. Well, I suppose I'll have to go after her and explain."

He went into the library below preparatory to leaving the house and discovered lying on the table another letter addressed to him. "Hello!" exclaimed he as he opened and glanced at the epistle. "More complications, and all on account of that clock. Let me see: "MR. GEORGE MAYBLOSSOM--I need only state that Miss Priscilla Dusenberry is, or rather was, my affianced wife t prove my right to call you to account for your infamous conduct of today. No man, and a married man at that, shall give presents to one I love, or rather have loved, and deny me the satisfaction due to a gentleman. By designating a gentleman to confer with Mr. Clark, a friend of mine, in regard to the necessary arrangements, you will confer a favor on yours, etc., AUGUSTUS TOMLIN. "Hoity toity," cried Mr. Mayblossom, fairly convulsed with laughter. "A duel, as I live! Hang that clock anyway! I wonder what will turn up next?" "I will," exclaimed a voice melodramatically. He looked up from the challenge he was reading and beheld Priscilla standing before him, wrathful as a Nemesis and holding the unlucky clock in a threatening attitude. "Mr. Mayblossom," said she, "I have come here to tell you that I want none of your presents. If I had known that you sent me that clock, I wouldn't have

received it. It has already robbed me of my lover, and you can take your infa-

mous gift back again."

With that she hurled the poor clock to the floor, and the glass globe was shat-

tered into a thousand fragments, the pretty Cupids lost their arms and heads, the carved flowers were broken, and nothing remained of the beautiful but unlucky timepiece save a mass of ruins.

"You giddy, headstrong girl!" exclaimed he angrily. "Now you've done the damage without listening to a word of explanation." "I want no explanation from you,

sir," retorted she haughtily, leaving the room.

As she descended the staircase she en-

countered Mrs. Mayblossom with her mother, a sensible, practical woman, who

had induced her daughter to return and

seek an explanation of the apparently

suspicious circumstances from Mr. Mayblossom. A fistic encounter between the wife and the dressmaker seemed imminent when

the front door opened and Augustus en-

tered.

The young man had tracked his sweet-

heart to the very house and had come to drag her away by force if necessary.

Fortunately at this moment Mr. May-

blossom descended from the room above, and after some difficulty managed to give

the necessary explanation. The result

of all was a repentant wife, two contrite and crestfallen lovers, and--a ruined clock.--London Tit-Bits. Buy Good Goods. Already a cry arises from many quarters that some of the new dress materials will slip in the seams, which tend-

ency is hated by every woman making or wearing a gown. Hop sackings have been spoken of, also serges and sleazy cheviots. In many cases the complaints are just, but only where the shopper buys inferior goods. If merchants would keep and women buy goods of merit only, they would never complain of seams slipping. This does not mean the most expensive goods, but a trustworthy quality, of which there are many among the domestic and foreign dress goods. An open sleazy weave of woolen or silk goods will, from its very nature, slip or pull in the seams if it is of a poor, cheap quality. Buy reliable goods of medium quality, and no matter how sleazy the weave they will prove sufficiently firm to hold the stitching of the seams. It is not necessary to decry certain weaves for this tendency, as the remedy lies with the merchant and the shopper, who should refuse them in the cheapest grades. Unfortunately in these days successful materials are often brought out in cheaper and cheaper qualities, until they are at last driven from the market.--Dry Goods Economist. Painted White Pine Floors. Paint often peels from white pine floors on account of the battering which the soft wood gets from boot heels, etc.

One such has been treated in a way that, so far, promises to be a cure. Remove all the loose paint and clean the floor, being careful to rinse off all the soap. When very dry, apply linseed oil, smoking hot--hot enough to turn a white feather a little brown. It is then thin and penetrates the wood. This will spoil a brush of bristles, but is easily done with an imitation brush of cotton cloth rolled on a flat stick and tacked. Let the oil dry and harden three or four days, the longer the better. Then paint the brae portions with paint made largely of red lead, one or two coats. When well dried, paint the whole floor for uniform color. Do not let the dealer make you believe his ready mixed is "the thing." You will get only ocher, and that is earth and "dirt cheap." The metal pigments are far better. The points to insist on are: Hot oil and thorough drying to harden the wood and the red lead paint.--Baltimore American. A Meeting of Sewing Classes. One of the practical results of the great good done by the sewing classes

held among society women during the past season is a determined effort about to be made to place the sewing schools of

New York on a more practical and sci-

entific basis. Notwithstanding the large number of

these schools and the great change wrought during the last few years in all industrial education, the sewing schools still remain in a large measure isolated, and those engaged in this work are with-

out the advantages of comparing experiences with others working along the

same lines and receiving suggestions from them. In few of this fact it has been proposed that a conference of sewing school

workers be held at the Teacher's college.--New York Herald.

The Influence of Imitation. About one-third of the world conforms to what another one-third does, thinks or wishes. You see it on every hand. People go to church because So-and-so

is going and it will not look well to stay away. They go to the theaters for the same reason. They do a thousand and one things which are useless and unnecessary simply because friends and relatives do them. That expression, "When in Rome, do as the Romans do," is con-

sidered very wise, an excellent policy, but what a mean, trivial, degraded world it makes after all! How unsatisfactory it is!--St. Louis Globe-Democrat. A Maine Man Has a Good Time. Lewiston and Auburn have been entertaining a novel visitor. It wasn't the Duke of Veragun, but a resident of the town of Rumford, C. E. Johnson, who came over from home to attend court the other day. It was the first side on the cars experienced during his 43 years of life. He never had seen gas lighted before, never went to a theater or had his picture taken, and he saw a good many novel and interesting sights. Those are but a few of that variety hall.--Ban-gor Commercial.