VOL. XV. OCEAN CITY, N. J., THURSDAY, JUNE 20, 1895. NO. 12.

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.

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.)

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.

HELPING HIM ALONG.

One time a bashful suitor said He'd ask the maiden of his choice If she-- Just here his courage fled, And quavers trembled in his voice. Still once again he went to work To indicate his longings vain And said, "I fear I'm like a cork That holds some jubilant champagne." "Ah," laughed the maid with rosy hue, As passion brought him to a stop, "I understand you fully. You Must be drawn out before you'll pop." --Lippincott's.

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.

DR. J. E. PRYOR,

PHYSICIAN AND SURGEON,

Ocean City, N. J. Special attention given to diseases of the Nose and Throat, and of Children.

LAW OFFICES SCHUYLER 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.

BAKERY,

601 South Twenty-second Street. Ice Cream, Ices, Frozen

Fruits and Jellies.

Weddings and Evening Entertainments a Specialty. Everything to fur-

nish the table and set free of charge. NOTHING SOLD OR DELIVERED ON SUNDAY.

T. C. HUTCHINSON, M. D., Homeopathist.

Tenth St. and Asbury Ave., OCEAN CITY, N. J.

Resident Physician. Late of Phila.

DR. WALTER L. YERKES,

DENTIST,

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

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

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

EUGENE C. COLE,

Attorney-at-Law,

MASTER IN CHANCERY, NOTARY PUBLIC, SEAVILLE, CAPE MAY CO., N. J.

Will be in Ocean City on Friday of each week at the Mayor's office.

Contractors and Builders. S. B. SAMPSON,

Contractor and Builder, No. 305 Fourth St., Ocean City, N. J.

Jobbing promptly attended to. Plans, specifi-

cations and working drawings furnished.

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.

JOSEPH F. HAND, ARCHITECT, CONTRACTOR AND BUILDER, Ocean City, N. J. Plans, Specifications and Working Drawings furnished. Estimates given on Application. Satisfaction guaranteed.

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.

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.

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.

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.

GEO. A. BOURGEOIS & SON, Carpenters and Builders,

OCEAN CITY, N. J.

Estimates given. Buildings erected by contract or day.

LEANDER 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.

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CONTRACTOR IN Grading, Graveling and

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PAINTING BY CONTRACT OR DAY.

Eighth St. and Asbury Ave.,

OCEAN CITY, N. J.

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.

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.

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.

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, 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.

ZETTE.

Upon the posters which hung on the outside of the carriage she was styled "Mlle. Antonia, Somnambule Extralucide." Her mother called her Zette--her real name was Suzanne. She was a pretty girl, not very large, with fair complexion and long black hair that she let float about her during her consultations, though ordinarily she wore it in a loose coil upon the nape of a neck that was perfect. Never having done much work, her hands were delicate and well shaped. She was enough of a coquette to wish to keep them so. She had a finely modeled form, and to have seen her simply dressed in some quiet color, with the gait of a wise little workwoman, one would never have suspected her strange calling. Her mother, Mme. Floury was as little like the others of her class as her daughter. About her there was nothing in common with the shrews who frequent fairs in red dresses and soiled skirts. She had the air of a little merchant who was good and proper, with a winning, honest smile, and people stopped before the carriage and even entered there (without thinking of the charlatanism on the posters) in order to see the interior of this small dwelling that smelled so sweet. The vehicle was painted brown, with a thread of gold running the lengths of the plinths. There was a tiny balcony in front of it, and on this balcony convolvulus and nasturtium vines, planted in boxes, twined about wires up to the roof, where they clustered in bright hued bunches. Along the route persons stared in amazement at this queer coach all covered with garlands of flowers. The two women were always together, but associated very little with their neighbors. They were not proud, and having the best of hearts were the first to offer to care for a sick child or to give to others in distress. Indeed the foreigners who knew them well loved them sincerely, even though they did feel somewhat oppressed by what they termed "their grand manners." There was, however, some one who was all devotion to Zette and her mother. It was a young gymnast of two and twenty in a large traveling circus that had very nearly the same itinerary as Mme. Floury. His name was Jacques, but on the paybills they spelled it Jack.

He was exceedingly handsome and of no common type. There was fire in his eyes and much intelligence in his smile. There was, too, much tenderness in this same smile, especially when he spoke to Zette. His love for this pretty brunette

--so unlike any other woman he had seen about him in his wandering life--

was very sincere.

Near her he felt himself quite another man to what he was in the circus. There was such an atmosphere of honesty surrounding Zette that his own manners, when with her, were altogether different from what they had been, and he was astonished at how well they became him. Then, too, he had dreamed of being loved by this sweet girl and of never being separated from her. Their positions accorded admirably. His salary was good, and some day perhaps he might enter one of the great circuses of Lyons or Paris. It would be charming to find so sweet a little wife awaiting his coming after his work was done. He had often spoken to Zette of these plans. He loved her so dearly that it could not be possible she did not love

him at least a little.

Zette always listened silently, visibly touched by what she heard, and he thought each time she would say "Yes," but when he had finished by asking, with such pleading in his eyes, "Will you be my wife, Zette?" she replied very gravely, "No." Then Jacque would be astonished. Why not? Could it be that she did not believe him when he said he loved her; that she had no confidence in him; that she did not love him? "Yes, I love you," Zette answered sweetly, "but I do not wish to marry you." And she would never say why. One day, however, Mme. Floury blamed her for refusing the hand of this brave lad. "Listen, mother," she said. "I adore Jacques, and I believe I shall always remain single because I do not wish to marry him. Do you remember the day when we went together to the circus? I saw as we entered how all the women who were there turned their lorgnettes toward him, and afterward they smiled and talked about him and tried to attract his attention by applauding him. I ought perhaps to have been proud to think that this man whom they all wanted loved me, and that I had only to say the word to be his wife. Ah, well, in my heart there was nothing but jealousy. I wanted to tear the lorgnettes away from those women. From what I suffered that evening I understood how much more I might suffer if we were married. No, that cannot be. He is too handsome. See? Suppose some day, when he had grown tired of me, one of those women should take him from me. I would die surely. You know now, mother, why I cannot say yes." But notwithstanding this obstinate refusal, which he could not explain, Jacques came every day. He no longer mentioned the subject to Zette, understanding that he was contending against a fixed resolve, except once when he said to her: "You will not have me, Zette, and I do not wish any other woman. Someday, though, you may change your mind, and then you need only hold out your hand and say to me, 'Let us be married, and it will make me happy.'" So after thus simply settling the affair Jacques was like a brother in the house. It was he who in the springtime planted the seeds in the boxes upon the little balcony. It was he who twined the tendrils about the wires, and it was he who at all seasons furnished the gilded porcelain vases that held the flowers. These flowers were a great luxury to Zette. This state of things did not long continue, however. The young girl was now 20 and Jacques 26. One evening he presented his friends with tickets to the circus. It was the last day of a long continued fair, and Zette and her mother had nothing to do. So they decked themselves in their best and went early. Mme. Floury was much amused with the horses, the rope dancers, the clowns, the trained dogs. Zette thought only of Jacques, whose name on the programme occupied a line to itself, and whose apparatus was hanging up at the top of the high tent. The latter consisted of bars, with copper balls that shone, a maze of trapezes, ropes and pulleys, and the young girl, a little frightened, inquired if it all was secure. At last the first part of the performance was over, and keeping time to a slow waltz Jacques appeared. He was as beautiful as a god in his silk tights that displayed to advantage his superbly molded form, and, for the rest, his costume consisted of a black satin calecon spangled with gold. After having responded by a bow to the applause of the crowd and by a smile to Zette's smile, he darted up a rope to his trapeze. The preliminaries were gone through with amid prolonged bravos, for the handsome gymnast was a favorite, and it was truly a pleasure to see him act--the supple body so pliant, yet so marvelously exact in its movements. Then there came silence--even the orchestra was still.

It was to be the hit of the evening and a new feat that was to give an added glory to the circus. He was to leap from one trapeze to another, with his face and head covered, then suddenly drop from this giddy height upon a net

stretched below. The two trapeze were swinging with a regular movement. Jacques, standing on a little board, his head enveloped in a black velvet bag, put forth his hand blindly. The crowd held its breath. The man was going to

jump--he had jumped!

A piercing cry rent the air.

Missing the second trapeze, which had been badly regulated, Jacques fell to the net, but it proved too frail to support his weight, and striking upon the seats he rolled to the ground, where he lay motionless. With a cry of horror, Zette sprang to her feet, rigid and pale, her eyes fixed upon the spot where the men were now

carrying away the apparently lifeless body of her friend.

Then suddenly seizing her mother's arm, "Come," she said in a hollow voice.

Breaking through the crowd, the two women reached the stables, but were refused admission. For a long while they remained at the entrance, listening to what was said around them, but no one knew anything. Finally Mme. Floury saw a clown whom she recognized as one of Jacques friends. He was just coming out of the refreshment room when she called him. "The net broke the force of the fall," said the man, whose face looked troubled, even under the paint. "The doctor says that he will be lame for life, and that this ends for him his profession as a gymnast. Poor fellow! But he has something laid up for a rainy day." Mme. Floury looked at Zette. She was very pale, and her eyes were fixed upon the man as he spoke as though trying to find if he lied. At last she said, "Let us go."

And thanking the clown by a gesture she left the circus.

The two women did not speak as they

traversed the grounds of the fair, and they were still silent as they ascended their own little stairway. But when Mme. Floury had lighted the candle she saw Zette sitting beside the bed, with a strange smile on her lips. She felt frightened for her and went to her.

"Of what are you thinking, little daughter?" she asked, trying to reassure herself. Then Zette laid her head upon her mother's shoulder, with a childlike gesture. "I think--that now I can marry Jacques," she told her.--From the French in Romance.

THE VALUE OF HOT WATER. If Used Freely, Its Beneficial Results Are Surprising.

At this season of the year advice on the use of water is always timely. So many general recommendations are offered to boil water, and so few people are found to follow them, it seems hardly wise to continue with well meant latitudes which no one heeds. Boiled water is always flat and insipid, and few, if any, ever enjoy water so treated, as a general beverage. In cities reasonable care is taken to have good water, and if it is to be used plain it had better be fresh drawn and not boiled or filtered unless the filtering medium is replaced often or reburned. As very few persons take the precaution to recharge filters, the only safe thing is to do without one. While it is perfectly true that filtered water will show brighter than unfiltered water, it is also true that in passing through a filter which has been used for two or three months the water will take up imperceptible germ far more deadly in their results than the matters removed. If water must be boiled, it had better either be used as hot as it can be drank, or, if drank when cooked, be flavored with a small quantity of some mild acid to render it palatable. Visitors to summer resorts are naturally concerned about the quality of water they are to drink there. Perhaps it is not too much to say that next to the lovely scenery of the Green and White mountains of Vermont and New Hampshire the water supply is the strongest attraction. With the mountain scenery and the strong air one finds good water is nearly always associated. This double advantage is known to produce the best type of physique in man, and to yield

results of equal value in domestic animals kept for profit.

The solvent power of water makes or mars the health and happiness of a community. This solvent action explains the extraordinary effects produced by the use of well known popular spring and well waters having their sources in the New England states. When we remember the enormous quantity of earth matter absorbed in our ordinary food, which cannot be avoided, it becomes a matter of supreme

moment that we wash out of the body as much of this as possible by a systematic use of the best of water. The quantity of earth matter stored up in the body determines in a marked way the

degree of health or disease one may suffer from.

Gout, rheumatism, gravel and sluggish circulation are due in no small degree to the quality of water used. Few

can estimate the value of the increasing

practice of hot water drinking before

meals. Its beneficent action soothes the

stomach, promotes active excretions and tones up all the physiological processes.

The use of pure water in substitution for much of the coffee and tea now con-

sumed will add greatly to the health of

the community and the total of human happiness. Old age is but another ex-

pression for stiffness of joints, produced too often by an undue accumulation of mineral water in the body.--Baltimore American.

Poison Sumac and Poison Ivy.

There is a difference in the general appearance of the plants, both as to the stalks and foliage, by which the poisonous and the harmless varieties of the sumac can be distinguished from each other, writes Eben E. Rexford in The

Ladies' Home Journal. The former has light colored stalks frequently blotched

with white or gray, and the foliage is thin and firm in texture, with a glossy surface, while the latter has a soft,

thick leaf, a brown stalk, hairy in the early stages of the new growth, and is

of a much stronger habit, often becoming quite a tree. This variety bears fruit thickly covered with crimson hairs in spiky, terminal bunches, while the poisonous variety has berries of a greenish white--very similar in size and color to

those of the poison ivy--in loose, pendent clusters, along the upper part of the branches.

The harmless rhus is almost always found on the uplands and in open places, while the poisonous sort prefers moist ground and shade. The former takes on a most beautiful variegation in fall, its pinnate, palmate foliage turning to red, scarlet and maroon of exceedingly rich and brilliant shades, while the latter

becomes a pale yellow. This poisonous variety is a most dangerous plant. It is worse than the poison ivy by far. Many persons cannot pass near it without being affected, as if they had really handled it, strange as it may seem. It seems to be able to communicate its virulent qualities to the atmosphere which surrounds it.

HOLLAND'S LITTLE QUEEN. Who Is Considered the Greatest Matrimonial Prize In the Royal Market. The report which came out recently, and which was promptly contradicted, that the young queen of the Netherlands was engaged to the only son of the Duke of Coburg and Edinburgh, was probably but the forerunner of many rumors yet to come--reports of her engagement to every eligible prince of Europe, for the little queen, though now only 14½ years old, is the greatest matrimonial prize in the royal market. It is said that she is to visit England this summer, which amounts, we suppose, to her "coming out," and her marriage will be planned and talked of as a matter of affectionate interest as well as of great political importance, for already she is much loved by the Hollanders. Should Wilhelmina die without an heir the crown of Holland would pass to a foreign family. Wilhelmina is a pretty, sweet faced little girl, with a fine royal courtesy and dignity, and she is as good as interesting, it is said, as she is pretty, very much a loving, thoughtful girl, and very much a queen, most charitable to the poor and the aged, most majestic in her strong will, most unaffected in her pleasures. Such at least is the notion one gets of her from her own subjects, who seem to like nothing better than to talk of their "little queen," and in her face one may see the blending of all the characteristics which they ascribe to her. It was the writer's fortune to be in Holland just before Wilhelmina's last birthday, and though he could not stay to see the actual festivities he did not leave her capital city of The Hague until the eve of the anniversary, and so caught something of its spirit. That day of preparation was a gloriously perfect one, and the flags and bunting were early arranged. In the morning all the shop windows were filled with the new photographs which the queen had had taken for the occasion. They were of various sizes and styles, all finely finished, and all showing the same sweet face, whether the fair smooth brow supported a crown, or whether the silver headgear of a Dutch peasant closely clasped it. The sale of the pictures seemed to be very great, but then the stanchest [sic] republican might buy one and forget that the little girl was a queen. In the evening the arches and the frameworks for the gas illuminations began to appear, and after nightfall the streets were noisy with the cries of the hawkers of her pictures, of flags and of badges. Of the latter the most popular was an orange colored bird, fixed to a stab pin, to wear in the lapel of one's coat. By 9 o'clock it seemed as though everybody in the streets had one, and very graceful and pretty they were, and the writer was as proud of his as though he were a Dutchman. There was something quite touching and interesting and very foreign to a republican in the thought that a whole nation was on the eve of thus loyally celebrating the birthday of a little girl, only just in her teens. How much it all meant! And was there not something

pathetic in it, too, in the thought that such a child must seriously note these manifestations of popular love, and now in the news that she must think of a

husband? Poor little girl, life's best is

closed to her!--Rochester Post-Express.

Driving Stakes For the Circus Tent.

First comes the driving of the stakes, no slight task, since each stake is 4 or 5 feet in length, 2 or 3 inches thick, and has to be driven three-fourths of its

length into the hard ground. Between 200

and 300 blows of the sledge are required

to get a stake home. The sledges have

handles 3 feet long and heads that weigh 17 pounds. They must be swung high in the air and be brought down with the full force of a pair of strong arms. There

are over 1,000 stakes to be driven, which

means 250,000 blows of the sledges. But for their special skill, this work alone would take the men half a day. They

will do it easily in 45 minutes.

They begin with the "big top" tent, which is marked out 440 feet in length and 180 feet in width. There are 350 stakes to be driven here, and four gangs

of men, of seven or eight men each, are charged to drive them. The leader of

each gang places the stake where the iron rod stood, taps it two or three blows

to make it stand alone, and then with a nod signals the gang to begin striking.

The seven men stand in a circle around the stake, their sledges ready. Each man swings his sledge through a full circle, the heavy hammers coming down on the iron head of the stake in regular and rapid succession. Each man strikes about

one blow a second, so that the stake receives seven blows a second. So skillful

are the men that they never miss a blow, never interfere with each other and never vary from the musical rhythm set by the leader.--McClure's Magazine.

The proportion of foreigners and their children to natives is greatest in North Dakota, where over four-fifths of the entire population are either foreigners or native born children of foreign parents.

Better Than a Finger String. Perhaps the most startling suggestion for a "reminder" was that of the little

boy whose grandmother had forgotten his Christmas present the year before.

She wished to know what thing she should do in order that she should not forget it again. "You might put your teeth in upside down," said the boy.--Youth's Companion.

She Knew Him.

"He will turn the tables on you if you are not careful," said one woman to another, who was berating her husband.

"Turn nothing!" she exclaimed. "He's so lazy he wouldn't turn a table if it was on rollers."--Detroit Free Press.

His Trade.

Warden--We like to put prisoners to work at what they are used to. What is your specialty? Prisoner--I am the champion sprinter of the world. If you give me a fair show on an open road, I'll do a mile in time that'll make the eyes jump out of your head.--Brooklyn Eagle.

Snake Stones. In Wales glass rings have been found. They were commonly called "snake stones," from the popular notion that they were produced by snakes, but they were, in fact, rings used by the Druids as a charm with which to impose upon the superstitions.--Boston Herald.