VOL. XIII.

OCEAN CITY, N. J., THURSDAY, JULY 13, 1893.

NO. 15.

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 Entertain-

ments 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 or 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., M. D., 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, 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.

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 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 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 and 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 ex-

tensive and influential connec-

tions, 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. Occa-

sionally 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

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THE DEATH OF HAMLET.

He sleeps at last, and all the grief That shook his soul in manhood's prime Is wafted like some faded leaf

Across the horizon of time.

How shall we fitly say farewell To him whose voice in other days Thrilled human hearts as by a spell And won the incense of their praise?

Like some ungentle blast that shakes

The fairest blossom from the tree

Is this grim mystery that takes

Life's perfume and life's flower from thee And can those lips indeed be dumb From which such golden words did fall, And is that princely figure numb That yields the purple to the pall?

Alas, 'tis so! The prince is dead

Who showed us Denmark's woes anew. May sweetest rest attend his bed And peace the gentle heart and true! The lights are out, the play is o'er,

His voice is hushed, in very truth,

His presence ne'er shall thrill us more, And Hamlet dies in Edwin Booth!

--John E. Barrett in Scranton Truth.

A VENTILATING HAT.

I had got to the very bottom of the ladder. Never mind how I got there, or

why I got there, that's my business, and it doesn't concern you in the least. But

I was earning my living all the same, and earnestly it honestly. I had read sto-

ries of the workhouse, and they made my flesh creep. It wasn't pride that made me work; it wasn't an honest spirit of independence. It was the workhouse I dreaded and the peculiarly unattractive fare provided for the pauper. And there

I was with 18 pence, my day's earnings, between me and the casual ward. With-

in 24 hours that 18 pence would assuredly disappear, and unless I got work of some sort to the casual ward I should have to go. I and a gentleman in a position similar to my own were talking matters over. "Things is very slack, governor," said he to me. "There is one game you might try," continued my acquaintance with a benignant smile, "and that's Wilkins, the ventilating hatter. But you can't keep

on with that for long, you know. It's ruin to the constitution."

Anything was better to my mind than the casual ward, so I asked for Wilkins' address. "Oh, you can't miss it," was the answer; "you just walk down Shoreditch. There's always a crowd outside Wilkins' shop, and all you've got to do is ask, boldlike, for Wilkins, and when you sees him you just ups and says, 'I'd like to be in the way of earning a honest 'alf crown, sir.' Then he'll put you in the way at wunst." Then my friend nodded and departed.

I arrived at Shoreditch. I wasn't long in finding Wilkins--there was a crowd

in front of the window. In the window were hundreds of hats. Every one of

them had a ticket bearing the same leg-

end, "Wilkins' Ventilating Hat," then followed the price. I gradually elbowed

my way to the front row, and then I perceived the nature of the exhibition

that gave so much pleasure to the in-

habitants of Shoreditch. In the center of the array of hats were two human heads, which protruded

through two artfully constructed holes in the polished mahogany which formed the flooring of the shop front. Each head was covered by what appeared to be an ordinary tall hat. The head on the right had a large window ticket be-

hind it, on which were the following words: "Wilkins' ventilating hat. Perfect comfort. No suffering from heat by want of ventilation. The wearer of this article enjoys life. The head is human.

There is no deception. The only establishment in which Wilkins' ventilating hat may be obtained. It comes as a boon

and a blessing to men, like the Pick-

wick, the Owl and the Waverley pen.'"

There was a similar ticket behind the head on the left:

"The ordinary silk hat. Observe how the unfortunate wearer suffers from the heat. Poor fellow! He evidently wishes himself dead. The common unventilated

hat of commerce is a fiendish invention worthy of the atrocities of the worst days of the Spanish inquisition. The wearer of an unventilated hat is hurrying to an early grave. The head is human; there is no deception." I noticed that the mahogany planking of the shop front below the heads was perforated with innumerable small holes. Then I observed that there was a very great difference in the appearance of the faces of those wearing the hats. The gentleman wearing Wilkins' ventilating hat looked the picture of contentment. He smiled. He seemed as if he had attained the summit of human bliss. He was evidently quite comfortable indeed. The other head presented a striking contrast. Never till now had I the least idea that such dreadful effects were produced by the wearing of an unventilated hat. The face was as pale as death. A cold perspiration seemed to trickle from every poor. The mouth was set as though in agony, and all through an unventilated hat. I boldly determined to enter the shop. "What can I show you, sir?" said an assistant, with excessive urbanity. "I want to see Mr. Wilkins," I replied. "That is Mr. Wilkins," said the man, indicating a portly and benevolent looking gentleman in a black silk waistcoat. "What can I do for you, my man?" said Mr. Wilkins. "I'd like to be in the way of earning an honest half crown, sir," I replied. "Very good, my man," said Mr. Wilkins, with a smile. "Is there a vacancy today, Boldger?" "Yes, sir. Certainly, sir," replied the man. "We shall be ready for the gentleman in about 20 minutes." "Been here before, my man?" said Mr. Wilkins to me, not unkindly. "Not I," I replied. "Then you'd better put him through the mill, Boldger," said Mr. Wilkins to the foreman. "Step this way, young man," said the foreman to me, and I followed him into a lavatory. "There you are," he said. "You're in luck, young man," he went on. "Half a crown for wearing a new hat for three hours is good pay. You'll be on at 3, and you'll be off at 6. This gentleman is waiting his turn. He is one of our regulars." The man who was waiting his turn was a wretch, but his neck and face had been carefully washed, and his hair well combed and brushed. I washed my face

and brushed my hair, and I thought that to wear an unventilated hat even three

hours couldn't be so very dreadful a punishment after all. I had reckoned without my host. "This way, gentlemen, if you please," said the hatter's assistant as he mo-

tioned us to follow him through a door leading toward the basement.

At the end of the passage under the shop front was a little room with a sloping roof. Side by side were two easy chairs, beneath each of which was a winch for

raising or lowering the chair to any re-

quired height. My companion took his

seat at once. He was evidently used to

the ways of the place. Then the assistant strapped him in by means of two thick leather bands with massive buc-

kles, one at the neck and the other at the

waist. Then the shopman suddenly opened a little trapdoor 12 inches square in the low, sloping roof of the apartment and worked away actively at the

winch. The chair rose, and the head of

its occupant disappeared through the little trapdoor to the shoulders. Then

the man turned a large nut which was affixed to the back of the chair and motioned me to take my seat in the other.

"Why do you strap us in?" I said to the man as I took my seat.

"You'll know why, governor, by the time you've earned that half a crown,"

he said with a malignant grin. "Now,

look here," he continued, "if you want

to sneeze or cough or anything, get it

done now, and don't you go a-larfing or larking with the boys at the window. If you do, it will be deducted for." Then he began to wind me up, and I made my first appearance in Mr. Wilkins' shop front to a round of tumultuous applause from a crowd of idlers in the street who stared into the shop win-

dows. Then somebody carefully fitted

a hat onto my head and gave it a knowing cock. Then the mahogany arrangement was drawn up close to my neck, and there I sat, perfectly comfortable, staring at the crowd of idlers in the street. And then a draft of cool air began to flow through the holes that surrounded my neck. Mr. Wilkins really took a wonderful amount of trouble to insure our comfort. At first the novelty of my situation entirely occupied my mind. I felt inclined to laugh as I thought of myself as a bodiless head wearing a ventilating hat. The boys in the street, too, made grimaces at me. Then I looked at my fellow victim out of the corner of my eye. He was evidently already suffering from the effects of his unventilated hat. His teeth were tightly set. He looked anything but happy. Great drops of perspiration already stood upon his brow. I didn't trouble myself very much about him. The time passed pleasantly enough and I heard the clock of the Shoreditch church at length strike 4. As it struck I was startled to hear the wearer of the unventilated hat give a hollow groan. I looked at him once more out of the corner of my eye. He had become ghast-

ly pale. He looked as if he were melting

gradually. In fact, the poor fellow seemed very ill indeed. Strange that a badly ventilated hat should produce such marked effects. Well, it wasn't my business. The clock of Shoreditch church struck 4:30. I heard footsteps in the room below, and at the same time I was de-

prived of my ventilating hat. A brand new hat was placed upon my head, and

the show cards which stood behind our

respective heads were exchanged. The

drafts of cool air which came through the innumerable little holes in the mahogany flooring around my neck sudden-

ly ceased. A current of heated air sup-

plied its place. I looked out of the corner of my eye at the other head. The face wore an ecstatic smile. The easy chair in which I was sitting began

to grow warm, and finally became actually hot--unpleasantly hot.

I saw through the whole fiendish trick

at once. I was to be tortured an hour and a half for the amusement of an idle crowd in order that the public might be

gulled into the purchase of the so called ventilating hats of the fiend Wilkins. I felt--but I will not dwell on my agonies; I will not dilate upon the hor-

rible sufferings I endured. I was being gradually cooked alive, and I felt that

concentrated boiling gravy was coursing through my veins. My features were contorted with agony. The crowd in the street outside applauded. I tried to break loose. As I did so a voice from the room below uttered the

following dreadful threat, "It's 120 now

my man, and if you move I'll make it

150!" I shed tears of rage, indignation and agony. I endured the most dreadful tortures an hour and a half. When I left Wilkins' establishment with a half a crown in my pocket, I was more dead than alive. It is the dream of my life that I and

Mr. Wilkins, the inventor of the ventilating hat, may meet in some lonely place. I am not a revengeful man, but

I feel that I owe Wilkins a debt that I should like to pay.--Exchange. A Costly Bible. The most expensive illustrated book yet made is said to be a Bible now owned by Theodore Irwin of Oswego. It is

valued at $10,000, for Mr. Irwin paid

that sum for the work. The original

was in seven volumes, 16mo., and by the

addition of drawings and engravings it

was enlarged to 60 volumes, each 16 by 24 inches, which occupy 17 feet of space on the shelves. This remarkable book contains 3,000 pen and pencil drawings,

etchings, engravings, lithographs, oil

and water color paintings and mezzo-

tints. Among the illustrations are parts of the "Great Bible of Cranmer," printed in 1533; parts of the "Bishop's Bible," printed in 1568; parts of the "Nuremburg Bible," the first illustrated Bible published, printed in 1746, and of "Luther's Version" and the "Breeches Bible." The extender has brought together not

only all that could be found of the best

and rarest efforts at illustrating the text of the Bible, but also the art of modern painters and engravings, making it the most complete and valuable copy of the Bible in existence.--Washington Star. Boiling Down a Speech. An old newspaper man in Washington tells this story of Mr. Blaine: "My first experience with Mr. Blaine was when, as correspondent for a western newspaper, I endeavored to get him to withdraw from the official reporters of the house a speech which he had made,

in order that I might make an abstract of it. "'How much of this do you want to use?' Mr. Blaine asked. "I replied that I thought I would send about half of it. "'Then I will make an abstract myself,' said he, 'reducing it one-half. I do not doubt your skill, but I want this speech boiled down by its friends.'"--New York World. The Ways of Elephants. A big elephant which was employed to drag away the carcass of a dead bullock

and had allowed the burden to be attached by ropes without observing what it was happened to look around and instantly bolted, its fright increasing every moment as the unknown object jumped and bumped at its heels. After running some miles, like a dog with a tin can tied to its tail, the elephant stopped and allowed itself to be turned around and drew the bullock back again without protest.--London Spectator. Fashions In Glass.

Very few years ago nothing would

please but glass blown to the utmost thinness, either plain or engraved with ornamental designs, but now we have returned to the heavy faceted decanters and goblets, which we were brought up to despise. Which is the stricter taste? Undoubtedly that which we have just discarded for the special quality of glass, which can be rivaled in no other material, is its transparency and capacity for being blown into exceeding lightness. When cut into facets, the former quality is impaired, the latter is not displayed, and the object depends for beauty on its brilliancy, in which it competes at a disadvantage with rock crystal. The virtue of an art consists not less in bringing out the highest quality of the material than in revealing the mind of the artist.--Black-wood's Magazine. Why Pearl Buttons Are Expensive. One reason why the pearl shells have gone up is the demand for big pearl buttons. Many of them are seen on ladies' dresses now. They are nearly half as big as a saucer, and being so big it takes cold perspiration acetncrt to trickle from every pore- The month wa* though in agisiy. and hll through TenUlaUd hat. I boldly ibli rmined to

plenty of shells to make them.

A lot of pearl mill people put up the big button scheme a year or two ago. They had been running at a loss, so they closed down their mills for some time. There soon arose a clamor for pearl buttons, and after awhile some of the mills started again, but they gave their attention mainly to turning out big buttons and obtained assistance from several fashion magazines. The result was that a style was soon in vogue, and this they have assiduously catered to ever since.

Shutting off the production of pearls, or at least greatly abridging it, the prod-

uct will probably go higher and be considered quite the thing for jewelry and ornaments of various kinds.--San Francisco Examiner. Near but Never on the Bridge.

There is a man who has traveled up and down on the Third avenue elevated

at least six days a week for 11 years, but has never crossed the Brooklyn bridge.

He is an elevated road brakeman, whose

run ends in Harlem, and who lives up

there. He told the writer a few days ago that he meant to take time some day

to go across the bridge. He has had the same intention each spring, for about 10 years, but he has never quite mustered courage to steal an hour from his sleep

and see the bridge. He said that he

thought there must be a fine view of the

city from the highest point of the bridge.

--New York Times.

Starboard and Larboard.

The Italians derived "starboard" from

questa borda, "this side," and "larboard"

from quella borda, which means "that

side." Abbreviated these two phrases appear as sta borda and la borda. Their

close resemblance caused so many mis-

tales that the admiralty ordered the

"larboard" to be discontinued and "port"

substituted. "Port" for "larboard" is said to be first used in Arthur Pitt's "Voyages" in 1550.--Philadelphia Press.