VOL. XIV. OCEAN CITY, N. J., THURSDAY, APRIL 5, 1894. NO. 1.

Ocean City Sentinel.

PUBLISHED WEEKLY AT OCEAN CITY, N. J., BY R. C. ROBINSON, Editor and Proprietor. $1.00 per year, strictly in advance. $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. ICEA 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.

H. M. Sciple. J. Hm. Gillespie. H. P. Sayford. H. M. SCIPLE & CO., DEALERS IN Boilers and Engines, Every Size for Every Duty, DUPLEX STEAM PUMPS, Third and Arch Sts., PHILADELPHIA, PA.

WALLACE S. RISLEY, REAL ESTATE AND INSURANCE AGENT, 413 MARKET ST., CAMDEN. Properties for sale and to rent. Money to loan on Mortgage.

PETER MURDOCH, DEALER IN COAL and WOOD, Ocean City, N. J. Orders left at 806 Asbury avenue will receive prompt attention.

D. S. SAMPSON, DEALER IN Stoves, Heaters, Ranges, PUMPS, SINKS, &C., Cor. Fourth Street and West Avenue, OCEAN CITY, N. J. Tin roofer and sheet-iron worker. All kinds of Stove Casting furnished at short notice. Gasoline Stoves a specialty. All work guaranteed as represented. OWEN H. KUDER, 408 Seventh Street, (near Asbury Avenue) BOOT and SHOE MAKER REPAIRING NEATLY DONE.

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.

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, 3646 North Broad Street, PHILADELPHIA, PA. Will practice at Ocean City during the months of June, July and August. DR. WALTER L. YERKES, DENTIST, Tuckahoe, N. J. DR. CHAS. E. EDWARDS, DENTIST, Room 12, Take Elevator. Haseltine Building, 1416 Chestnut St., Philadelphia, PA.

Attorneys-at-Law. SCHUYL’ER C W

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.

LAW OFFICES SCHUYLER C. WOODHULL, 310 Market St., Camden, N. J. Solicitor in 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.

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.

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.

Samuel Schurch, PRACTICAL BUILDER, MAY BE FOUND AT Bellevue Cafe, On beach bet. Seventh and Eighth Sts.

GEO. A. BOURGEOIS & SON, Carpenters and Builders, OCEAN CITY, N. J. Estimates given. Buildings erected by contract or day.

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 residents of A. B. RACE. ARNOLD B. RACE.

Plumbers, Steam Fitters, Etc.

J. T. BRYAN, Practical Plumer 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 month 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 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 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 househunter 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.

She Was Dyspeptic.

One of Portland's dyspeptic women--may their tribe decrease--was taking a dinner with friends, and, when after picking over the good things the last course had been reached, and the host-

ess rather doubtfully offered her guest a piece of mince pie, the visitor said: "I don't think I'd better take any. I can't eat mince pie unless it is very poor." The hostess said, "Perhaps this would suit you," and she finally de-

cided to try half a piece. This she ate with evident relish, and passing her plate said, "I think you may give me the rest of that pie; it just suits me." The good housekeeper is trying hard to convince herself that she got a compli-

ment.--Portland (Me.) Express.

Why He Still Lives.

A short time ago it was rumored that Mr. Villiers, the "father of the house of commons," was seriously ill, and a representative was sent by the authorities of a London newspaper to ascertain the facts. He saw Mr. Villiers' house-

keeper, who protested that the report was utterly unfounded, but wishing to be on the safe side the reporter suavely asked for the name of his medical adviser. "He hasn't got one," was the reply. "That's the reason he's lived so long."--London Tit-Bits.

Soup and Grip. The grip and pneumonia are preva-lent--do not be alarmed, this is not an advertisement in thin disguise. The Italians, when they are in their own land at least, believe in soup as a fortifier against such diseases. But let the soup be strong, and let the stock be wise chosen. None of your thin dish water concoctions. If the soup is clear, sprinkle it in cheese, and with a liberal hand. Let the cheese be Parmesan, not bottled, but grated from an honest hunk.--Boston Journal.

Thoughtless or Unkind. "Here," said the very young man, "is a chameleon." "Oh, Mr. Callow," she exclaimed, "that is very kind of you! I shall take good care of it." "I hope you will keep it to remind you of me." "I shall take the greatest pleasure in doing so." And after a pause she added: "What a pity it doesn't stay green all the time!"--Washington Star.

Rev. Plink Plunk on Vanity.

De vanity ob some people, deah breddern, is a good deal like de vanity ob an old peacock dat has lost most oh his tail fedders; de less dey hab to be vain ob de fonder dey seem to be ob makin a spreadaway exhibishun ob demselves.--New York Herald.

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DECOYING FISH. SKILLFULL INDIANS OF THE NORTH HAVE QUEER METHODS.

They Cut a Hole in the Ice, Build a Hut Over the Hole and Let Down a Decoy Through the Ice--Fooling Innocent Creatures of the Deep Lakes.

"You have heard of shooting game by means of decoy birds often enough no doubt," said an old sportsman the other day, "but I doubt if you ever heard of fishing by means of decoy fish, where the decoy was not used for bait. I never saw it done myself till I visited Georgian Bay, part of Lake Huron, in Canada, one winter. There I found that the

half breed Indians erected huts on the frozen bay and fished through holes cut in the ice by means of a queer decoy.

"In order to facilitate matters, some of

them had little stoves in their huts to keep them warm while they fished. The huts had only one opening, a door, and when the fisherman had entered and

closed the door no light entered the hut

except what came through the ice outside and the reflected through the ice outside and the water underneath it. This made it possible for the fisherman to see deep down

into the water and difficult for fish to

see him in his dark hut. The fisherman

has a chair or bench to sit upon, food

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and drink to keep life in him during his long watch and a little stove to prevent chill. Now comes the decoy business.

"The half breed takes out of his kit a queer looking stick, painted and shaped roughly to look like a fish, he avers, through it would hardly be breaking the second commandment to worship it, for it is the likeness of nothing in the heavens above, or on the earth beneath, or in the water under the earth: but if the fish think it is the main object is accomplished. This wooden counterfeit of a fish is loaded with lead, so that it sinks and lies in the water the right way when suspended from the middle of the back by a string attached to a short fishing pole. The Indian lets this decoy down into the water and by means of the string gives it a series of short, sharp jerks, which make it a dart hither and thither in a remarkable lifelike manner, although, of course, its range is exceedingly limited, about a yard in any direction. "The thing is provided with tin fins and tail and is weighted with lead most heavily at the head. The string is attached nearer the head than the tail, upon the back, and the skill with which those fishermen make the queer thing shoot about in a triangle under their feet, through a hole in the ice is truly remarkable. I did not succeed in acquiring the art myself. I should say from trying it that it is rather more difficult to learn than fly casting. "Presently a few fish, noticing this decoy darting about as if in active pursuit of his food, swim that way to see if there is not something there for them also. They may be a fresh water herring, salmon, trout, whitefish or less valuable game; but none of them, big or little, is refused by the half breed. Fine fish he sells; the coarse ones he or his dogs or his children or his squaw eat readily. "Pulling up his decoy, the fisherman lets down a baited hook and tries his luck on the newcomers, seldom in vain. These men fish with all sorts of queer bait. I saw one man make a splendid haul one day, using for bait only a big white bone button without any hook. The fish swallowed it greedily, and he would jerk them out of the water before they could get it out of their throats. By and by a pike or dogfish, seeing the shoal of fish around the pole, darts after them. They scatter in a hurry, and the fisherman lets down his decoy again to attract the pike. "Now all the skill at his command must be employed to make the decoy work well, for if it lags in the water long enough for the pike to suspect its genuineness he will turn away in disgust. If the decoy deceives the wily pike he dashes at it, and the fisherman jerks it away before the pike can grab it in his strong jaws. The pike turns to pursue, and as he halts to turn the fisherman drives at him with a long forked spear. If his aim is accurate, the pike is transfixed and is brought bleeding to the surface in a jiffy. "These men are skilled hunters and know many curious habits of the creatures they pursue. They say that muskrats, for instance, are able to swim long distances under the ice in this manner: Taking a long breath, the muskrat dives from his pursuer and swims as far as he can. When he can go no longer without a fresh breath, he comes up under the ice, and pressing his nose against it breathes out all the air in his lungs. This forms a big bubble under the ice, and the Indians say that the ice has the power of making that bubble of air fresh again, oxygenizes it in fact, and that the little fellow then breathes it in again and dives once more. This he can do half a dozen times, the Indians say, before the air he took with [?] becomes so foul that the ice cannot freshen it again. "Whether this property of the ice is true or not I cannot say, but the Indians firmly believe it, and I know that muskrats can travel a long way under the ice, and I have seen them come up under the ice, press their noses to it awhile and then dive again. Perhaps some scientist might explain the case."--New York Tribune.

More beer is drunk in Munich than in any other town in the world. A quart and a half per day is the average per head of the population.

A BATTLE STRANGELY WON.

An Army Put to Flight by One Man and With the Loss of Only One.

It was probably one of the most remarkable battles that was ever fought. The advance had been well planned by the attacking force, the idea being to surprise the enemy at the dead of night. Every detail had been carefully considered. The advance would be hidden by

a wood, and the first the enemy would know of it would be when the troops swept out of the wood and carrier the camp by storm. There were apparently no pickets in the wood, and there seemed to be no possibility of a failure.

The colonel in command was gloating over his expected victory, when one of his officers called his attention to a bright light some distance to the left of the advancing column. "What is it?" asked the colonel anxiously. "I don't know," replied the officer. "It flashed up there only a minute ago."

"Well, if any one suspected we were here he wouldn't go along swinging a lantern to make a target of himself," asserted the colonel.

The column had barely begun to move again when a light appeared on the right and a little to the rear of the one that had just disappeared. Another halt was made, and the colonel was tempted to order a volley in the direction of the light, but of course that would betray the exact whereabouts of the column and would be almost suicidal.

"We are being surrounded!" exclaimed one of the officers excitedly. Then a light appeared in the shrubbery immediately ahead of the retreating column. The first man yelled "Rifle pit!" and cleared the whole thing at one bound. The second man was not so for-

tunate. He stumbled and fell, and as he fell he instinctively made a reach for the light. He was the only man killed, but his death completed the panic. Ranks were broken, and the retreat became a wild race to get out of the wood.

And the lights seemed to dance here and there, appearing at the most unexpected points and adding to the confusion.

When the excitement was at its height,

a man climbed out of a put some distance

in the rear of the retreating force. He

stretched himself and peered after the fleeing soldiers.

"Hanged if I wasn't cramped in that hole," he said. "I suppose I might as well turn a cannon or two loose just to wake the boys up and scare those foot racers a little more." He lay down on the ground at the edge of the pit, reached his hand down to some keys on a sort of switchboard, and in an instant cannon boomed out. Then he raised himself to a sitting posture, lit a pipe and chuckled to himself.

Two or three men rushed up and breathlessly inquired what the trouble was. "Oh, I had a little brush with the enemy," replied the man with the pipe

calmly. "They tried to surprise the camp."

"And you beat them?"

"Why, they're running yet."

Quite a crowd from the camp had gathered by this time, and one of them cried, "Three cheers for the electrician!" but the man with the pipe raised his

hand to stop them.

"The credit is not all mine," he said.

"Remember my able force of linemen who ran wires through this wood and

made it possible for me to win this vic-

tory."

Just then some of the men who had gone into the wood after the retreating enemy returned with the news that one

man had been killed.

"What!" cried the electrician, jumping up. He hurried to the place where

the body lay.

"Too bad! Too bad!" he said regretfully, "but then accidents will happen, even in a battle. He had no business to catch hold of a live wire." "Oh, well, there's no use feeling bad about it," put in one of the officers. "A victory has been one, and only one life

has been lost."

"But why have one lost?" asked the electrician. "Of course it was tiresome work in that pit, and when I got them on the retreat I was glad of it, but I never supposed any one was going to grab hold of the light. It's too bad!" And the man who had won the victory could not be consoled.--Chicago Tribune.

The Goliath of Big Basin. In Big Basin, Santa Cruz county, Cal., there are thousands of giant redwoods that will measure from 10 to 23 feet in diameter. But the Titan of them all is a giant known far and near as "the Goliath of Big Basin." This monstrous vegetable growth is 23 feet in diameter at the ground and is perfectly solid, a fact noted as a rarity in these colossi of the forest. Goliath is a fraction over 200 feet in height, the lower 100 feet of the trunk being free from branches or unsightly excrescences. Experienced woodmen declare that the tree would weight more than 100,000 tons and that it would "cut" 1,500,000 feet of clear board measure lumber, besides 100 cords of wood that could be gotten out of the limbs and waste.--St. Louis Republic.

Streets Versus Presidents.

A little Buffalo miss, when asked by her schoolteacher to name the presidents of the United States in order, be-

gan glibly, "Washington, Jefferson, Madison, Monroe, Adams, Watsone, Emelie"--Here she was checked by the teacher, who remarked that she seemed more familiar with the streets of her native city than with the presidents of her country.--New York Times.

Washing the Hands. Washing the hands in water to which ammonia has been added is a very common recommendation. This would be well enough, perhaps, if supplementary processes were correctly given, but the direction is simply for putting a little of the substance into the water in which the hands are washed. Somebody follows these directions and finds the hands rough and disagreeable almost beyond endurance. Some day the victim of this foolish practice makes up her mind that maybe ammonia doesn't agree with her and forthwith discontinues its use. The fact is that ammonia is absolutely unfit for the toilet unless its effects are carefully removed by some suitable agent. It is strongly alkaline and destroys the natural oil on and near the surface of the skin, leaving it rough, crackly and with a decided tendency to chap and wrinkle. After the use of soap of any sort or any alkaline preparation the hands should be thoroughly washed in clean water and rubbed with some soothing compound, such as glycerin and rosewater, a bit of honey, almost oil or some like substance. This restores the softness of the skin and prevents chapping.--Good Housekeeping.

The Pioneers.

So much has been heard of Mary Wollstonecraft as a herald of woman's equality that most people have forgotten the name of Mary Astell, a contemporary of Defoe's, who lived a hundred years before Mary Wollstonecraft, and who was the first woman who pleaded for "woman's equality of education and social position." If it were a daring thing to do in the eighteenth century, it was surely a much more daring thing to do in the seventeenth, and, though Mary Astell may be said to have "hedged" a little under the wrath of her contemporaries, yet to her is the credit of having been the first to urge the necessity of giving woman the benefits of a thorough education. Other pioneers there have been at a later date who have suffered slander and persecution in the woman's cause, and whose work has been ignored and set aside by the more noisy crowd who now enjoy the benefits which the pioneers' sufferings purchased. --Humanitarian.

A Dead Moose. When a bull moose lies dead in the forest, he looks like some strange antediluvian animal, with his square prehensile muffle and horns spreading lat-erally--a peculiarity which he shares with the prehistoric Irish elk and the nearly extinct European elk of later times. The huge form tells of strength and swiftness, and withal the still dangerous gleam of the eye, glazed in its last stare, bids the hunter pause and feel almost guilty of a crime in the destruction of so much that is grand and weird, a feeling very different from the sentiment supposed to attend the slaughter of a deer. But the triumph of mastering the wariest and bravest animal in the woods by fair still hunting and by grimly sticking to the track for many a weary mile amply atones for any re-grets.--Century.

Flowers and Singing. Concerning a paragraph published on the alleged weakening influences of flowers, especially violets, upon the voices of singers, a correspondent writes that an evidence in favor of the assertion was had at a matinee in New York of the opera season. A very large and beauti-

ful bunch of violets was handed to Nor-

dica, who, with scant ceremony, thrust them instantly away from her, holding them behind her as she backed off the stage and reappearing to bow again without them. The incident was sufficiently marked to attract the notice of at least ter of a deer. But the triumph of massingers have reason to dread the effect of the perfume of violets while singing a solo.--New York Times.

The Southerner at Home.

The southerner at home is prone to neglect his headgear for the sake of having his feet well shod, and he will go about in public places wearing a bat-

tered and soiled slouch hat, but scrupu-

lously neat as to his footwear. The peculiarity perhaps arises from family pride, a besotting southern sin, coupled with the belief that aristocracy is evinced in the shape and size of the feet. It is worthy of note, however, that the southern slouch hat is often a costly article of the finest and most durable felt. Such a hat for winter and a costly and inde-

structible Panama straw for summer are the proper headgear for a southern coun- try gentleman.--Chicago Herald.

The Cruiser Sank, Not the Box. Admiral Tryon's dispatch box, which was found floating after the Victoria had floundered, was specially made to contain the code of signals. Of course it was desired to keep this code a secret, so in order to provide against the risks of accidents the box was lined with lead and perforated with many holes to insure its at once sinking to the bottom of the sea if it happened to come into the water. It would be interesting to know who were the designers of this box, which, being specially constructed to sink, floated safely and is now at the admirality, a most practical proof of the fallibility of our so called experts.--Lon-don Truth.

Judge Riner's Opinion.

Judge Riner of Colorado is quoted as saying: "I am now an ardent advocate of woman suffrage and believe it will prove an inestimable blessing to Colorado. It brings politics to the fireside and is a constant incentive to education on the great subject of government."