VOL. XV.

OCEAN CITY, N. J., THURSDAY, APRIL 11, 1895.

NO. 2.

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.

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 up-stairs 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 of charge. NOTHING SOLD OR DELIVERED

ON SUNDAY.

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.

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 SCHYLER C. WOODRULL, 310 Market St., Camden, N. J.

JONATHAN HAND, JR., Attorney-at-Law, SOLICITOR AND MASTER IN CHANCERY, Notary Public, CAPE MAY COURT HOUSE, N. J. Office opposite Public Buildings.

HARRY S. DOUGLASS, Counsellor-at-Law, CAPE MAY COURT HOUSE, N. J.

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. Gas-

oline Stoves a specialty. All work guaranteed as represented.

D. GALLAGHER,

DEALER IN

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

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

Bakers, Grocers, Etc. JACOB SCHUFF, (Successor to A. E. Mahan,) 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.

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.

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 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.

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. J. E. PRYOR, PHYSICIAN AND SURGEON, Ocean City, N. J. Special attention given to diseases of the Nose and Throat, and of Children. DR. WALTER L. YERKES, DENTIST, Tuckahoe, N. J. Will be in Ocean City at 656 Asbury avenue every Tuesday.

THERE IS AN ORCHARD. There is an orchard beyond the sea, And high is the orchard wall, And ripe is the fruit in the orchard tree--Oh, my love is fair and tall! There is an orchard beyond the sea, And joy to its haven hies, And a white hand opens its gates to me--Oh, deep are my true love's eyes! There is an orchard beyond the sea; Its flowers like brown bee sips, But the stateliest flower is all for me--Oh, sweet are my true love's lips! There is an orchard beyond the sea Where the soft delights do roam; To the Great Delight I have bent my knee--Oh, good is my true love's home! There is an orchard beyond the sea, With a nest where the linnets hide. Oh, warm is the nest that is build for me! In my true love's heart I bide.--Gilbert Parker in Chap Book.

C. E. EDWARDS. J. C. CURRY. DRS. EDWARDS & CURRY,

DENTISTS,

Room 12, Haseltine Building, Take Elevator. 1416 Chestnut St., Philadelphia, Pa.

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.

Plumbers, Steam Fitters, Etc. J. T. BRYAN, Practical Plumber and Gas Fitter. No. 1007 Ridge Ave., Philadelphia. Circulating Boilers, Sinks, Bath Tubs, Water Closets, Lead and Iron Pipes, Pumps, Etc., furnished at short notice. Country or City Residences fitted up in the best manner. Sanitary Plumbing and drainage a specialty. Orders by mail promptly attended to.

G. P. MOORE, ARCHITECT, BUILDER,

AND

PRACTICAL SLATER, Ocean City, N. J. Best Roofing Slate constantly on hand. GEO. A. BOURGEOIS & SON, Carpenters and Builders, OCEAN CITY, N. J. Estimates given. Buildings erected by contract or day. LEADER S. CORSON, ARCHITECT, CONTRACTOR AND BUILDER, Ocean City, N. J. Plans and specifications furnished. Terms reasonable. First class work.

STEELMAN & ENGLISH, Contractors AND Builders,

Ocean City, N. J.

Plans, specifications and working drawings furnished.

Jobbing promptly attended to.

J. L. HEADLEY,

CARPENTER AND JOB SHOP,

OCEAN CITY, N. J.

Job work promptly attended to. Turning, scroll sawing, window and door frames, and all kinds of millwork. Furniture repaired. Picture frames. Wheelwright shop attached. Net screens a specialty. Residence, West below 12th St. Mill, corner 10th and West.

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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A HITCH. Eva Carrington, the bride elect, was a beauty. Eva's soft blue eyes and bright little ways wrought dire destruction in the ranks of the stronger sex, but she appeared quite unconscious of her power or indifferent to it. To all intents and purposes she had promised to marry Charlie Nelthorpe. His will was her law and to please him the chief object of her life. In short, his programme seemed in a fair way to be carried out. Her total submission delighted him, and he took every advantage of it. It was not in him to show generosity to a woman or indeed to anything he thought weaker than himself. He was the sort of man who is brutal to his dogs and horses and overbearing to his servants--who, in short, tyrannizes whenever he can do so without fear of retaliation. His nature asserted itself in his dealings with the woman he loved, and he took the keenest possible pleasure in trading on her forbearance, taxing her endurance to the utmost and showing off her pliant will and obedient temper to the world at large. It was all a part of the system that could not fail.

Charlie went on giving his petty arrogance full play until, as was only to be expected, things came to a crisis. The wonder was they had not done so long before.

On the occasion of Lady Brown Jones' ball he went the length of forbidding his fiancee to dance round dances with

any one but himself, and though she re-

received his commands without a murmur her soul rose in passionate revolt against his tyranny. This last test that he had devised seemed to her the worst of all. As a matter of fact, she had submitted patiently to far harder ones, but we all know the female capacity for swallowing a camel and straining at a goat, and Eva was no less inconsistent than the rest of her sex. The gnat stuck in her throat and obstinately refused to be dislodged. There always must be a

last straw, and this was it.

When the ball was half over, Lord Dolly put in an appearance, and at that moment Eva happened to be sitting quite alone. Charlie had left her for a minute or two to speak to a friend, and she was looking wistfully at the maze of couples that revolved before her. Lord

Dolly made straight for her.

"Not dancing, Miss Carrington! Luck for me, by Jove! Ripping waltz, this.

Have a turn?"

He stuck out his elbow invitingly, but Eva turned away, biting her lip. "No, thank you," she answered in a low tone. "I can't dance with you,

Lord Dolly."

"Can't?" echoed his lordship. "How's that? What's up? Not ill, are you?

Not cross with me, eh?" Eva shook her head.

"No, I am not ill or cross, but--but I have promised Charlie to waltz only with him. He doesn't like to see me

waltzing with other men."

Lord Dolly choked down the forcible but inelegant remark, cleared his throat violently and ran his fingers through his hair. The two latter proceedings were signs of severe mental disturbance.

There was a slight pause.

"And he dances so awfully badly," Eva went on, with a queer little catch in her breath. "He can't waltz a bit--not a little wee bit. He--holds you all

wrong."

Her voice quivered and broke on the last word, and she looked up at the man at her side with great tearful eyes, like forgetmenots drowned in dew. That look finished it. Lord Dolly was only a man. "Beastly shame!" he said hurriedly. "Come with me. Nice and quiet out on the veranda. A fellow can talk there, don't you know. Come along." And Eva went. Charlie Nelthorpe was bristling with outraged pride and wounded self esteem when he went to pay his customary visit to Eva on the day following Lady Brown-Jones' ball. The fact that Eva could forget herself and the respect that was due to him so far as to sit on the veranda with Lord Dolly for half an hour had been a severe blow to him, and he had not yet recovered from the shock.

She was reading when he went into the room, but she laid her book aside at once.

"Oh, Charlie, is that you?" Charlie frowned. "How often have I told you, my dear Eva, that a self evident fact requires no asserting?" he asked in his most dogmatic tone. She shrugged her shoulders. "How often! Oh, I don't know. A hundred times, I daresay. You look cross, Charlie."

Charlie frowned again. There was an intangible something in Eva's tone and manner that was not wont to be there, something that he could neither define nor understand, though he felt it instinctively. "I am not cross, Eva, but I am grieved--grieved beyond measure. Yor conduct last night caused me acute pain, the more so as you expressed no regret for it. But I hope you are in a better frame of mind today and ready to say you are sorry for what you did. Until you have done so, I really don't feel I can kiss you." Charlie fully expected that this stupendous threat would reduce Eva to the lowest depths of despair and bring her, figuratively speaking, to her knees, but for once was he out in his calculations. She drew up her slender figure and pursed up her rosy lips with an air that made him feel vaguely uneasy. Was it to defy him? Yes. Her next words proved that it was so.

"I am not sorry," she said. "Not a bit. I am glad. I would do it again." Charlie gasped. The situation was so unlooked for that he could not rise to it all at once. "As for kissing me," Eva went on,

with a little disdainful move, "well, you will never have the chance of doing that again, so you need not excite yourself."

Charlie found his voice then. "You are talking at random now, Eva," he said severely, "a bad habit, against

which I have always warned you. Will you be kind enough to explain yourself?"

"Oh, certainly," Eva answered. "I can do it in a very few words. Lord Dolly proposed to me last night, and I

accepted him."

Charlie gasped again.

"But you are engaged to me," he

ejaculated. "You must be mad. You

can't seriously contemplate throwing

me over for Dolly Dashwood. The thing's impossible!" She looked at him and smiled. "Incredible as it may seem to you, I do contemplate it." "But--but--but," stammered Charlie, "this is very--er--extraordinary behavior on your part, Eva. Are you aware that you propose to treat me in a most dishonorable way, and--and--er --in short, very badly?"

Her face grew grave.

"I should be sorry to do that," she

said more gently. "I--I don't want to

be dishonorable or to treat you badly, Charlie, but I am only human, and no one but myself knows what I have gone through in the last few months. You have tried me too hard. I was very fond of you at one time, and if you had treated me fairly I should have been fond of you still. But you would wear out a saint, and I am only a woman. I don't think Lord Dolly would be hard on me. He may not be very brilliant, but at all events he is a man--the sort of man we call a gentleman--and knows how to be generous, even to such an altogether inferior creature as a mere woman." She paused and looked critically at her rejected lover, who now presented a truly pitiable appearance, with all the starch taken out of him and a general air of limp depression pervading his be-

ing.

"That is all," she went on presently. "But before you go there is one thing that I should like to impress upon you for future guidance--it is always worth a man's while to be just and fair, even to a woman." She paused again and contemplated him with her big blue eyes, but he said nothing. He was too bewildered to even speak. it seemed to him that all the laws of creation were reversed and the whole scheme of the universe turned upside down. There was a hitch in the system somewhere. It had failed.--London Truth.

Sir Walter Raleigh. Of all the famous Elizabethans Sir Walter Raleigh is the most romantically interesting. His splendid and varied gifts, his checkered fortunes and his cruel end will embalm his memory in English history. But Raleigh's great accomplishments promised more than they performed. His hand was in everything, but of work successfully completed he had less to show than others far his inferiors, to whom fortune had offered fewer opportunities. He was engaged in a hundred schemes at once, and in every one of them was always some taint of self, some personal ambition or private object to be gained. Raleigh's life is a record of undertakings begun in enthusiasm, maintained imperfectly and failures in the end. Among his other adventures he had sent a colony to Virginia. He had imagined, or had been led by others to believe, that there was an Indian court there, brilliant as Montezuma's, an enlightened nation crying to be admitted within the charmed circle of Gloriana's subjects. His princes and princesses proved things of air, or mere Indian savages, and of Raleigh there remains nothing in Virginia save the name of the city which is called after him. The starving survivors of his settlement on the Roanoke river were taken on board by Drake's returning squadron, and carried home to England, where they all arrived safely, to the glory of God, as our pious ancestors said and meant in unconventional sincerity, on July 28, 1586.--Fronde in Longman's Magazine.

HERE IS REAL ELOQUENCE. A Genius of Radiant Brilliancy Takes His Pen In Hand. A master of language, a wielder of words, has suddenly appeared in the south. To be definite, he has appeared at Wilson, N. C. Here this specimen of his work, recently clipped from the columns of a paper published in that town, henceforth memorable: That magnificent conversationalist, the superbly endowed and brilliant minded Miss Lizzie Crowell, whose powers of entertainment are so potent in their regal sway, gave a [?] and most elegant "at home" on Tuesday afternoon to her charming and highly cultured relatives, the exquisitely refined Misses Marsh of New Jersey. It was an occasion of unusual brilliancy, for amid the sparkling gleams of the most brilliant streams of conversation the moments were made to ripple by as sweetly and as musically and as beautifully and as radiantly as a streamlet of crystal waters flowing through banks of blooming flowers and kissed alone by trembling sunbeams as they come down in dazzling showers. It was indeed an occasion that will be most pleasantly remembered, for under the intoxicating

influences born in the witcheries of

those lovely maidens who made up such

a tiara of attractiveness all were made to dream of a lost Eden restored in all

of its pristine beauty and attractiveness, where flowers breathe the sweetest perfume of delight and song birds sing their purest carolings of rapture

and enchantment.

For chaste magnificence and happy epithet the lines that follow are even more remarkable. It is needless to state that they are by the same hand: Our worthy and most excellent and deservedly popular young townsman, J. D. Gold, and his lovely and most estimable young bride, nee Miss Inez White, reached Wilson on Tuesday afternoon and were driven to the elegant home of Elder P. D. Gold, where a most cordial welcome awaited them. At night the doors were thrown open, and that charming home became the radiant scene of one of the most brilliant receptions ever held in Wilson. Under the artistic touch of most skillful fingers the handsome parlor was made to re-

semble a poetic dream of richest fancy,

for it was most beautifully and artistically decorated, while ribbons of white and hold most beautifully intertwined, so typical of the interwoven heartstrings that were then holding two happy souls in such sweet union, made up a tout ensemble that evoked enthusiastic delight. And amid this radiant and sparkling scene moved to and fro like symphonies of grace and poems of ravishing loveliness some of the loveliest and most glorious women that ever gave a charm to earth and a melody to the current of existence. Most radiantly conspicuous among these was that resplendent specimen of magnificent womanhood, that flawless jewel of richest brilliancy, the sparkling Miss Mamie Lee of Suffolk, Va., who was maid of honor at the recent nuptials, and who indeed reigned a majestic queen in the royal robings of her conquering loveliness. And there was another attractive visitor in the handsome person of the radiant and sparkling Miss Jacksie Daniel of Tarboro, whose animated powers gave additional brilliancy to the scene and imparted increased enjoyment to the delightful occasion. "And thus ends our imperfect account," says the young man in Wilson. He is too modest. His "account" is about the most perfect thing of its kind that "journalism" ever produced.--

New York Times.

Seal Rings. Seal rings were worn by all classes of ancient Egyptians, and they remain today a favorite form of this ornament, though not possessing the significance of former times. Rings with keys attached have been found in the catacombs, and we know that the Roman ladies in this way carried the keys of their jewel caskets. But even in our craze for the aesthetic we have scarcely reached the acme of luxuriousness achieved by this people, who even went so far as to have rings suited to the season, heavy for winter and lighter for summer. The wedding ring is thought to have originated with the Romans and to have sprung from the custom of using rings in making agreements, but unlike the wedding rings of today they were made of iron, this being supposed to typify the enduring nature of the contract.--New York Advertiser.

Jenny Lind's Voice. Jenny Lind's voice, at its best, was a high soprano of bright and remarkably sympathetic quality, reaching from D below F in air, the upper register being stronger, clearer and richer than the lower. She had also very large, well developed lungs that gave her phenomenal length of breath and enabled her to tone down a note to the finest pianissimo while maintaining the quality unchanged. Her execution was really marvelous, and her performance of undenza passages was never equaled before or since. She naturally invented her own radonzac and modified them in a way that electrified not only the ordinary audience, but the most highly cultured musicians also. Nothing like the furore she excited had ever been known before in England or America. People were known to stand in line for 24 hours to have an opportunity to purchase, at an extravagant rate, a ticket to one of her concerts.--Exchange.

CURIOUS BEDSTEADS. One Made of Gold and Another of Glass. An Electric Bed. Although the majority of mankind is content with the conventional bedstead, manufactured either from wood, iron

or brass, there exist certain individuals whose tastes, as regards this necessary

article of domestic furniture, are by no

means so simple. Such, for instance, was the Parisian gentleman whom short time ago ordered from a firia in Paris a golden bedstead, every part of which, even down to the laths, was made of this precious metal. At first sight this certainly looks like a piece of unwarrantable extravagance, yet who knows but that the gentleman looked upon it in the nature of an investment, which he could at any moment realize it he felt so inclined? Equally uncommon was the bedstead which an old lady, who certainly had only tasted the Pierian spring of scientific knowledge, ordered to be constructed for her use. She had read somewhere that glass insulators placed under the casters of a bedstead were conducive to the retention of electricity in the body, and so she argued that a bedstead composed entirely of glass would prove a still better contrivance. Accordingly she had such a glass bedstead constructed, which on completion proved to be by no means an inartistic piece of fur-

niture.

Apropos of electricity, early in the present century a Dr. Grahame, a quack, who made and lost a large fortune over the "Temple of Hygiene," was in the habit of selling electric bedsteads at the price of $200 apiece, the property of which beds, he advertised, was to rejuvenate the persons who slept in them as well as to give them beauty and

health.

As a matter of fact, these bedsteads were nothing more than ordinary brass ones, with a battery attached, while all that could be said in their favor was that they were perfectly harmless. But by far the most curious kinds of bedsteads are to be found in what we may term mechanical bedsteads, which some people of eccentric habits have from time to time ordered to be made. A retired sea captain who, although not actually mentally deranged, was what one may call "on the borderland," declared to his friends that he could not sleep unless he felt the motion of the sea. Night after night this unfortunate gentleman kept away, thereby causing considerable damage to his health. At last it occurred to his medical adviser that something might be done in order to produce, by mechanical means, the movement which his patient so much desired. A consultation with a practical engineer resulted in the production of a bedstead which, by means of machinery, moved the mattress upon which the captain was to sleep up and down, producing in every way the effect so much desired. This bedstead proved a great success, and the captain was no longer troubled with insomnia.--New York Advertiser.

The New Birth of India. No one can tell what Alexander did for the world when he made the Greek language coextensive with his empire, and which in after years became the jewel setting for the matchless pictures of the Son of Man, the Son of God, and no one can fully estimate the vast and splendid results wrought in India by the introduction of the English language. That there are millions of illiterates in India cannot be denied. Education has been confined too long to the few and not to the many. Nor is this peculiar to India. The masses have always been allowed to burrow in ignorance, and compulsory education is far from an active law in this enlightened land. During the reign of Pericles in Greece, Augustus in Rome, the masses knew nothing of the refining and transforming air of intellectual communion, and here in the fairest of all lands, where schools are numerous and gleam like gems upon the plains, where books are widely circulated, where the printing presses are dropping daily millions of leaves, the black hand of illiteracy is seen stretching hundreds of miles, and mixed with the wheat of high literature, temperance and moral beauty are the tares of drunkenness, gambling and lecherous writings, all permitted to abound. And if the benighted Hindoo once threw her child into the Ganges we have parents committing deeds as villainous and black. Better throw an infant into the river, with the hope it will be cared for by a loving God, than to offer grown children as sacrifices on the bloody altars of Bacchus, Moloch and Mars. The besotted debauchee is a more frightful spectacle than a Hindoo mother flinging her babe to a crocodile or under the crashing wheels of Juggernaut. If we are looking only for vices, you can find them as easily in America as in India, as easily in "palace dotted, church jeweled Boston" as in Lucknow or Bombay.--Home and Country.