VOL. XIV.

OCEAN CITY, N. J., THURSDAY, DECEMBER 20, 1894.

NO. 38.

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.

MARSHALL'S DINING ROOMS

FOR LADIES AND GENTS. No. 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, 35 cents.

Ladies' Room upstairs with home-

like comforts.

PURE SPRING WATER.

OPEN ALL NIGHT.

BAKERY, 601 South Twenty-second Street. Ice Cream, Ices, Frozen Fruits and Jellies. Weddings and Evening Entertainments a Specialty. Everything to furnish the table and set free ofcharge. NOTHING SOLD OR DELIVERED

ON SUNDAY.

Physicians, Druggists, Etc.

DR. CHAS. E. EDWARDS, DENTIST, Room 12, Haseltine Building, Take Elevator. 1416 Chestnut St., Philadelphia, Pa.

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. WALTER L. YERKES, DENTIST, Tuckahoe, N. J. Will be in Ocean City at 656 Asbury avenue every Tuesday.

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.)

LAW OFFICES SCHUYLER C. WOODRULL 310 Market St., Camden, N. J.

Britain Slowly Washing Away.

The British board of hydrographers have made a report which is startling in some of its details. It appears that after a long series of observations it has been ascertained that the little Thames is carrying 14,000,000 cubic feet of British soil into the sea annually. In order to get an idea of what the above figures really mean, let us imagine a large mass of stone 330 feet in width, 100 feet long and 100 feet high. Then let us imagine that 14 of these immense cubes are yearly floated out to sea from the British mainland. The Thames basin has, however, an area of 6,160 square miles. The immense amount of solid matter alluded to above is taken grain by grain from this large extent of surface so that it only wears away the surface of the basin as a whole at the rate of one eight hundredth part of an

inch each year. At the rate of wear and tear mentioned in the opening paragraph of this article one would natural-

ly suppose that within a few hundred years the whole of the main British isle would be deposited at the bottom of the

ocean, but owing to the vast area from which that 14,000,000 cubic feet of sol-

id matter is gathered the basin of the Thames has only been lowered one single inch since the Norman conquest. Some of the readers of this will no doubt be disappointed to find that the rate of erosion is so slow and will de-

clare that the headline conveys a different impression. The island is, however,

"slowly washing away," for the statistician of the hydrographic board says that it will take 3,300,000 years more to reduce Britain to the level of the sea.--St. Louis Republic.

A ROMAN MODEL'S TROUBLES. The Thin Man and His Disastrous Ambition to Pose for Hercules.

The Piazza de Spagna, one of the fin-

est squares in Rome, is the capital of the English speaking colony. Some of its older members grumble a good deal at the manner in which the forestiers have taken possession of this beautiful piazza, forgetting that they themselves were the pioneers of the peaceful conquest. A broad magnificent double stairway leads from this place to the terrace of the Trinita de Monti above. Here the models congregate, and here the artist comes to find his Mary, or his Circe, his Pan or his St. John. They are all here. The gods and the demigods of Greece, the saints and martyrs of Christianity personated by whole families of models. A graybeard who once served the paint-

er for Narcissus is now accounted the best patriarchal model in Rome, while

his wife, in her youth the original of a famous Psyche, is now being painted as the oldest of the Fates. Children and grandchildren have followed the same calling, and the babies of this family are in great demand, because they can pose almost as soon as their eyes are open. The story of Pietro, the hopelessly fat model of many pictures of bulky monks, has a certain moral. He began life as a very thin man. He posed for emaci-

ated hermits and dying saints, but he was such a living skeleton that he was only available in rare cases, the modern taste being more for brawn and muscle than for skin and bone. Pietro finally made a heroic resolve. He left Rome and went up into his own little native town in the hills, where he spent many months in transforming himself from the very thin man into the very strong man. He often describes his training, which, if original, was at least effectual.

There being no gymnasium at hand, he used two chairs for parallel bars, and having no trainer invented many curious and useful exercises, by the aid of which he, who had left Rome a Tithonus, returned to it a Hercules. Now, alas, he has all unwillingly developed into another stage and become so enormously fat that he is hardly more often available to the artists than he was in the first stage of his career.--Rome Cor. Boston Transcript.

Y. CORSON, DEALER IN

FLOUR AND FEED, No. 721 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.

CHAMPION & CORSON, ARCHITECTS, CONTRACTORS AND BUILDERS, OCEAN CITY, N. J. Plans and specifications furnished. Estimates given. Competent workmen employed. Jobbing or contract work.

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

H. M. Sciple. J. M. 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.

D. GALLAGHER, DEALER IN FINE FURNITURE, 43 South Second Street, PHILADELPHIA, PA.

Bakers, Grocers, Etc. JACOB SCHUFF, (Successor to A. E. Mahan,) THE PIONEER BAKERY, No. 706 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.

ISRAEL G. ADAMS & CO., Real Estate AND Insurance AGENTS, Rooms 2, 4 & 6, Real Estate & Law Building, ATLANTIC CITY, N. J. Commissioners of Deeds for Pennsylvania. Money to loan on First Mortgage. Lots for sale at South Atlantic City.

L. S. SMITH, CONTRACTOR IN Grading, Graveling and Curbing, PAINTING BY CONTRACT OR DAY. Eighth St. and Asbury Ave., OCEAN CITY, N. J.

McCLURE, HERITAGE & CO., Successors to Finnerty, McClure & Co., DRUGGISTS AND CHEMISTS 112 Market Street, Philadelphia. Dealers in Pure Drugs, Chemicals, Patent Medicines, Paints, Oils, etc.

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, Etc., furnished 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, 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 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.

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.

HARRY HEADLEY, OCEAN CITY HOUSE, 717 Asbury Avenue. PLASTERING, BRICKLAYING, Ornamental Work of Every Description. All kinds of cementing work and masonry promptly attended to.

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THE OLD FOOTPATH.

It wanders through the meadow; It [?], Then winds down to the river And slips [?].

I[?], [?] all too easy, The [?] that [?] The [?] cow [?] hay. Oh, [?], The [?], T[?], Across [?]. --James [?] in [?] Free Press.

A HEROINE.

In the year 1770 a small palisade fort was erected upon the site now occupied by the city of Wheeling. The fort was surrounded by the cabins of the settlers and was named in honor of the great Virginia orator and patriot, Patrick Henry.

On the morning of the 1st of September, 1777, a scout appeared at the fort, announcing the near approach of the dreaded Simon Girty with a large band of savages. Having the night be-

fore received an intimation of danger from an Indian raid, the families of the settlers had removed to the fort.

The fort at this time was but lightly garrisoned, a portion of its forces hav-

ing been sent to enforce posts that were more exposed, they being in no apprehension of danger from British or Indian foes. It was in charge of Colonel Sheppard.

The dwelling of Colonel Ebenezer Zane stood about 60 yards distant from the palisade. In the building were stor-

ed supplies of various kinds, which it was very desirable to preserve and, the house occupying a favorable position to aid in resisting the attack, it was decided to make the defense from both points.

In the dwelling, when the attack was made, there were but eight persons, four men and four women, including the negro cook and his wife.

The first attack was made upon a reconnoitering party under the command of Captain Mason. The Indians were ambushed a short distance from the fort and fell upon the little band without a

moment's warning. More than one-half of them perished. Captain Ogle, with 12 men, hurried out to the assistance of Mason, and only four of his men ever returned. The others were ruthlessly

butchered by bullet and tomahawk. The garrison was now reduced to a mere handful of determined defenders, mostly young men. They numbered about 12, with the brave Colonel Sheppard and Ebenezer and Silas Zane at their head.

The women and children were hud-

dled together inside the pickets, overwhelmed with grief and fear, for all

hope for the safety of the fort now seemed lost. At this critical moment Simon

Girty appeared with a white flag and demanded the unconditional surrender of the fort. Although the besiegers outnumbered the besieged thirtyfold, the Indians numbering over 300, the beleaguered garrison resolved to resist, for they well knew what their fate would be if they fell into the hands of the treacherous fiend, Girty. Colonel Sheppard promptly told the scoundrel that the fort would never be surrendered to him nor to any other man while there

was a person left to defend it.

Girty became enraged and ordered an attack. "Girty," said the historian Lessing, "was the offspring of crime. His father was a settler in Pennsylvania, an outlaw and a sot, and his mother was a disgrace to her sex." Simon, with his two brothers, when youths, were captured by the Indians. His brother James was adopted by the Delawares and became the fiercest savage of the tribe. Simon was adopted by the Senecas, became a great hunter and finally a powerful leader among the Indians, exercising his innate wickedness to the fullest extent and declaring eternal enmity toward his own race. For many years the name of Simon Girty was a terror to the settlers of the northwest. He was as bloodthirsty and unrelenting as a tiger, excelling the savages in the cruelty he inflicted upon those who fell into his clutches. Male and female, old age and helpless infancy,

suffered alike.

The besiegers for several hours kept up an ineffectual fire against the fort and dwelling from the cabins in which they were sheltered. Whenever a redskin showed himself, the never failing rifle of the sharpshooter was sure to bring him down. Several times the Indians advanced upon the gate of the palisade, hoping to be able to force it, but each time were compelled to retreat under a galling fire. The few men in the fort were enabled to keep up a constant firing, for the women molded the bullets and loaded the guns as fast as they could be used. Night coming on, the firing ceased. Quietness now reigned, and the darkness became intense.

About midnight the attention of the

negro cook, Sam, was attracted by a small stream of light that found its way through a crevice in the kitchen wall from the outside. An investigation revealed an Indian with a lighted brand endeavoring to set fire to the kitchen. Sam, watching his chance, sent a bullet through his red hide.

Early the following morning the Indians renewed the attack with much vigor. Having procured a hollow maple log, they converted it into a cannon, binding it around solidly with chains obtained from the homes of the settlers. After placing a heavy charge of powder in it and filling it to the muzzle with cannon balls, captured the day before from a flatboat that was [?] down the river from Pittsburg. In great triumph, they conveyed it to within 60 or 70 yards of the fort and pointed it at the gate. Then, with shouts of exultation, which meant, "We've got you now," they touched it off. To heir utter amazement and consternation, the log burst into a thousand fragments, flying in every direction, killing and wounding several of their own number. During all this time the riflemen in the fort and dwelling were picking them off at a rapid rate, and when the smoke from the explosion had cleared away the ground was found strewn with dead savages.

The disaster and the disappointment arising from it so exasperated the Indians that they madly threw themselves against the gate with heavy battering rams made of logs, determined to force an entrance. Above the din and confusion the voice of Girty was heard urging the savages on, but he was nowhere to be seen, being shielded from the deadly rifles of the patriots in the fort, who, he well knew, would rejoice to get a shot at him. The constant fire poured upon the savages from the fort and dwelling forced them to again retire.

At this juncture it was discovered that the supply of powder in the fort was about exhausted. Ebenezer Zane remembered that he had a keg stowed away in his house, but how was it to be obtained? Whoever ventured to pro-

cure it was almost certain to be cut down by the bullets of the Indians, who were so near and always on the alert. Only one man could be spared for the service from the defense of the fort. Colonel Sheppard, not being willing to order any one to duty, asked for a volunteer. Every man present eagerly offered to undertake the hazard-

ous duty, and while they were contending for the honor it was feared that before the question was settled and the powder obtained, the savages would renew the attack. At this moment Elizabeth Zane--or Patty, as she was usually called--a young girl just returned home from school in Philadelphia, but little accustomed to the horrors of border warfare, came forward and asked to be permitted to go for the powder, alleging as a reason for her going that not a man could be spared from the defense of the fort. "Whoever undertakes the duty

will be in great danger of being killed or seriously wounded, and if I fall I will not be missed in the defense of the fort. I have no fears for the result.

God will protect me."

So earnest was the appeal of the young heroine that consent was reluctantly given. There was no time to lose. Kneeling for a moment in prayer, she arose with a smile upon her beautiful face, saying, "I am ready." The gate was thrown open. She sallied forth and soon cleared the space between the fort and her brother's house, which she reached in safety. Not one shot was fired at her. Such action on the part of the savages could not be accounted for unless the movement was so sudden and rapid that they had not time to realize the situation, and then it was only a "squaw." A tablecloth, containing the contents of the keg of powder, was hurriedly fastened about her waist, and she started upon her return trip, running with the fleetness of a fawn toward the fort, her long glossy curls floating back from her bare head, upon which the mild rays of the early autumn sun fell so cheeringly. The wary savages, who were watching her movements, now sent a volley of bullets after her, but not one of them touched her. The noble girl entered the fort in safety with her valuable prize. A prolonged shout of welcome greeted her, and every man, inspired by her heroism, resolved to repulse the foe or die in the attempt. During the following night Colonel Swearingon and 14 men arrived and fought their way into the fort without losing a man. And at daylight Major McCullough arrived with 40 mounted men. His followers entered the inclosure in safety, but he, becoming separated from them, was obliged to flee to the open country and narrowly escaped falling into the hands of the savages, who thirsted for his blood, for he was one of their most determined enemies. Girty entertained a bitter hatred for him and yearned to subject him to the keenest of his tortures. After this increase to the forces of the garrison Girty and his followers abandoned all hope of capturing the fort, and after setting fire to the houses outside the pickets and killing the stock belonging to the settlers they raised the siege and with-

drew to the wilderness.

Elizabeth Zane lived to be a very old woman, beloved and respected by all who knew her. She resided on the banks of the Ohio river near the scene of her daring exploit.--Cincinnati Enquirer.

The Emperor and the Artist.

Carpeaux lived in close intimacy with the imperial family at the Tuileries, at Compiegne and at Fontainebleau. He clung to his hold patrons after their fall and came over to Chiselhurst to give lessons to Lulu. One of the most striking specimens of his skill is a portrait of the dead emperor in his coffin. Another and more cheerful example will be found in the original clay group in which the prince imperial is playing with Nero, his father's favorite dog. The latter could only be induced to sit to the sculptor by the bribe of a plentiful supply of cherries, while the boy was rewarded for his patience by permission to dabble with the lumps of clay in the studio. Making little men of mud was the child's great delight, and several bits of his workmanship included in the forthcoming show at Paris display remarkable aptitude.

At a ball given in the Tuileries Carpeaux met a charming young lady, Mlle. de Montfort, whose rank, as he thought, precluded his making an offer. Next morning he presented himself very early at the emperor's door and begged for an immediate audience. "Sire," he cried on gaining admission, "please to create me a baron." Napoleon III, much amused, got him to tell his story, and explained to him that a title would in no way enhance the value of his name.

A marriage was arranged, but it did not

turn out very happily. Mme. Carpeaux still lives.--Pall Mall Gazette.

Dressing to Look Young.

The tendency of the present fashions is to make women look young. Mothers are not put into shabby black gowns as a background for their pretty daughters,

but it is sometimes hard to tell which is which. The girl may wince when some one just introduced says, "Your mother--impossible?" but she must consider it is not because she looks old, but because her mother looks so young. Coiffure, bonnet and gown have all contributed to this end. Age is not specified in any of the beautiful brocades, made in the most picturesque fashion and trimmed with quantities of cream lace. Like Cinderella's slipper, they are meant for the woman they fit best.

There may be a slight distinction in the brocade meant for the younger woman, but this is not very noticeable. The older woman is entitled to wear more diamonds, and she is privileged to wear her choice of roses. Her slipper is the same little pointed affair, with the same little rosette of lace, which is the latest fad. Her fan is just as delicate, her jabot just as fluffy and her lace [?] is no less numerous. Her bonnet is just as tiny and her parasol quite so ornamental. Who can tell a woman's age these days?--Brooklyn Eagle.

The Oddity of It. The woman suffragists apparently hope to succeed by making that cause fashionable in New York, and the latest petition was placed at Cherry's to be signed. It is odd, but the progress of the cause daily brings out the fact that many of the most prominent of the women in the movement are the gentlest and most feminine of [?], while many women who, like Jennie G[?], would suggest themselves to the eye as possible agitators, are bitterly opposed to it.--Boston Journal.

A Girl's First Fancy.

It is always to be regretted, I think, when love comes to a girl before she has

attained her moral and intellectual majority, writes Mrs. Barton Kingsland in The Ladies' Home Journal. The man

whom she would love at 16 is often quite different from one to whom she could give her more mature affections, and there is always the danger of seeing

him at a disadvantage when larger experience of other men will lead her to make comparisons. There are some

things to which time is the only guide, and in so momentous a step as the choice of the companion of a lifetime "the unreasoning madness of love" can, in extreme youth, rarely be trusted. A young girl has so many illusions, or so little knowledge of human nature, so

slight an acquaintance with her own heart, as to make the risk always a serious one.