OCEAN CITY SENTINEL. PRINTED AND PUBLISHED EVERY THURSDAY.

R. CURTIS ROBINSON,

EDITOR AND PROPRIETOR.

OCEAN CITY, NEW JERSEY. Advertisements in local columns, 10 cents per line, each insertion. Monthly and yearly rates furnished on application. Job work promptly done by experienced hands. THURSDAY, JULY 25, 1895. Entered at the Post Office at Ocean City, N. J. as second class mail matter.

Quarreling Laundrymen. "Gutten morgen," said Paul Hoppe, as he entered Mayor Fisher's office Saturday forenoon and faced the chief magistrate. "Nabocklish and Bathershin," said his Honor, by way of a stand-off, at the time not knowing what was com-

ing.

Then Paul Hoppe cleared his bronchial tubes by ejecting a Sweitzer-Kaase expectoration into the magisterial spitoon, and jabbered away in a dialect which the Mayor had never encoun-

tered in his classical training.

His Honor, however, acquitted himself in his usual courteous and dignified manner, interjecting a "ja, ja" now and again, yet wondering what in thunder Paul was driving at. You see Paul's dialect is what is known as Schwabian and the Mayor has culti-

vated only the pure Berlin lingo.

"Die wach, am Rhein," said His Honor, when Paul gave him an opening, and Paul and his companion began to execute the danse du veutre for joy, which His Honor frowned down, exclaiming, "Hold on; this is not Atlantic City." Fortunately at this juncture, and just as the Mayor was preparing to paralyze the Teutons with a disquisition on international law, and the Declaration of Independence, Squire Myers happened to come along. The Mayor called the Squire as a man and a brother to explain the situation, whether the invaders thought he was Kaiser Wilhelm in disguise, or wanted a free ride on the trolleys. The squire and the Tuetons [sic] then engaged in a linguistic argument, the meaning of which was that Paul wanted Krauskopp, the laundryman, on Eighth street, to pay him wages due for services rendered. The Mayor quickly disposed of the matter by deciding in favor of Paul for $3 and costs.

A Quaker's Visit to Garfield's Tomb. EDITOR SENTINEL:--I paid a visit to the tomb of ex-President James A. Garfield and feel that a description of it may interest the readers of the SENTINEL. The tomb is beautifully located on a high knoll in Lakeview cemetery, Cleveland, O., overlooking the lake and affording a beautiful view of the city of Cleveland. The approach to the tomb is by ascending 154 steps, nearly as many as the approach to the U. S. Capitol. On the top of this is a square building, surmounted by a dome or tower. The total height is 180 feet, the dome being fifty feet of the total. The cost of the memorial was $200,000. When you arrive inside, you are confronted by an Italian marble statue of Garfield as he appeared when about to take the oath as President of the United States. The height of this statue is seven and one half feet. The room is lighted by fourteen stained windows, each emblematic of the thirteen original States, and also Ohio. On the outside of the building are five bas relief as follows: No. 1, Garfield as a teacher; No. 2, Garfield as a soldier; No. 3, Garfield as an orator; No. 4, Garfield as President; No. 5, Garfield as a martyr. After viewing the memorial statue, you descend a flight of stairs and there see the remains enclosed in a copper casket, resting on a marble case, surrounded by iron railings. All who enter his tomb take off their hats, and perfect silence prevails. No comment, laughter or frivolous talk is heard. Every one seems to have profound respect for the dead soldier and statesman. While I stood there, lost in thought, the sound of a dirge, mournfully sung, could be heard through the building. It sounded as if angels were singing of the departed. On inquiry, I found that it was the custom of a few German singers to come there every Saturday and sing some German funeral hymns. My revery was broken into when I found that the cost to see all this was ten cents admission, and you can buy as many souvenirs as you wanted at worldly prices. I then thought, could they not let the dead statesman lie in peace without making his fellow countrymen pay ten cents to visit and worship at his shrine.--QUAKER.

KILLED IN A COLLISION. One of Mayor Fisher's Horses Fatally Injured in a Runaway Accident.

One of Mayor Fisher's valuable backney horses, Bessie, was shot and killed

Monday afternoon, to put it out of the agony it was suffering from the irre-

perable injuries received a short while before, in a collision on Seventh street.

Bessie and her mate were hitched to a six-seated wagon, and were standing in front of Oliver Gandy's store on Eighth street, near the railroad depot, about 2 o'clock, while Jerry, their driver, went inside to refresh himself with a milkshake or other thirstallaying beverage. The heat was somewhat oppressive at that hour, and

the horses do not relish being exposed to it. Jerry had emptied one draught of the alluring liquid with gusto and was about to say "Set 'em up again," when he espied the tema starting off toward the railroad track. Jerry, in

his excitement fumbled at the door latch, and when he reached the street his team was in full sail, going across

the railroad tracks. Jerry called to Bessie, and cried, "Whoa, pet--whoa,

there!" but he might as well have tried to resurrect the Chief of the Leni Lenapes with a holloa. The horses kept on, passing through the lumber yards of Steelman & Bourgeois, and emerging on the meadow beyond, feeling frolicsome. Steering north, they made a bee line to Seventh street with Jerry legging laboriously and perspiringly to the rear. He felt happy in the thought that the horses were making for their stable, but when they turned east on Seventh street Jerry's heart beat faster and he felt bad. Recrossing the railroad track, the team dashed toward Asbury avenue with ever increasing speed and crossed into the block between Asbury and Central avenue at a high rate of speed. The horses were thoroughly excited by this time and dashed ahead impetuously. One of Champion's ice wagons stood on the street and as the team dashed up it was seen that a collision was inevitable. When close to the ice wagon, however, the horses seemed to recognize the impending danger, and each acted as though attempting to break loose and run at either side of the wagon. Bessie's mate being the heavier of the two succeeded in dragging Bessie in his direction, and she struck the iron scales hanging at the rear of the wagon and further bumped heavily against the body of the cart, and then fell as if hit by a catapult. A dozen men instantly surrounded the horses. Some unharnessed the heavier horse, who was uninjured, and others gave attention to Bessie, who showed a deep gash in the neck near the jugular vein, from which blood was flowing freely. This was not thought to be fatal, and after some partly successful attempts to staunch the wound an effort was made to get Bessie on her feet. The poor animal was writhing in agony, and looking with almost human instinct appealingly into the faces of the bystanders as though she would say, "Don't take any further trouble with me, good people. My race is run, let me have rest!" An examination disclosed the fact that Bessie's spine had been injured and her hindquarters in consequence were paralyzed. Mr. Abbott, the pharmacist, at Seventh and Asbury avenue, humanely procured a bottle of chloroform and a sponge, and administered sufficient of the anaesthetic to produce a quieting effect and a relief from pain. It was then decided to put Bessie out of misery, and Adam Demaris, an expressman, who was formerly in Mayor Fisher's employ, fired two bullets from a 32-calibre revolver into the horse's head. Bessie was stretched out on the distant bone-yard two hours later, and while the Mayor and his family regretted the loss of Bessie, who had always been regarded with some degree of affection being an excellent nag and a good roadster, yet the sincerest mourner over Bessie's mishap was Jerry, the driver. He will not forget that milk-shake for some time and will hesitate to court disaster of this kind again by leaving his team to quaff a foamy bumper, no matter how aggravating his thirst may be. There are some fatalists in Ocean City, and they made themselves known by such remarks as "How could it be otherwise! That's the horse that kicked William Bowman fatally," etc. Bessie was not the horse, and whatever faults she had, and they were but few, Bessie had nothing to do with sending poor Bowman to the grave. Even of a dead horse, say nothing that is not true!

CORSON & WARE. COACHES--A good thing to push along--our Baby Coaches. CARPETS--Brussels from 50c a yard upward. Ingrains from 25c a yard upward. MATTINGS--A window full; look at them. COUCHES--Good ones at $3.95. Better, in corduroy, $6.95 and $7.95. BEDROOM SUITS--Solid Oak, $10.00. CORSON & WARE, 222 High Street, Millville, N. J.

A Joyous Occasion.

The temperance people of Tuckhoe were in great glee Wednesday. They dedicated a new hall and had all their uncles, their cousins are their aunts present to lend eclat to the occasion, and give a financial boom to the undertaking. Quite an influential delegation of the W. C. T. U. people went from this city to participate in the ceremony and services, and to raise their voices in song and prayer to the Most High for the success he is granting the temperance movement. The delegation consisted of Mrs. Emma Bourne, State President; Mrs. H. D. Canfield, Miss Alice Canfield, Mrs. Keeley, of Vineland; Mrs. Schuyler, of Philadelphia; Mrs. McCorkie, Mrs. E. Bourne, Master Joe McCorkie and Rev. Mr. Burnley. They went by water in the yacht "Elma," commanded by Captain Wilton Willetts, with Allan Corson as mate. The "Elma" was cast off from the wharf at 9 o'clock in the forenoon, and, owing to light and baffling airs, did not reach Tuckahoe until 1 o'clock in the afternoon. The water was like glass throughout the trip, and the wind was so gentle and fickle that the "Elma" did little better than drift along, until nearing the goal, when a breeze sprang up to the delight of all, and the boat bouned over the mirror-like stream like a hound let out of the leash. The time was spent in interesting conversation, chiefly of experiences had dur-

ing the progress of the temperance

movement in different localities, and in singing hymns and boating songs, which floated melodiously on the summer zephyrs, carrying joyfulness to the

toilers in the fields and into the wood-

lands where the feathered vocalists became hushed in silence over the unfamiliar sounds that reached their attentive auricles.

At Tuckahoe, the delegation was warmly received, and escorted to the

new hall, which was thronged with an expectnt, enthusiastic gathering of temperance apostles. Refreshments were immediately served, which the Ocean City pilgrims did full justice to.

The hall is a two-story frame building of ample dimensions, capable of seating about 200 persons. After a needful rest the dedicatory services were begun at 3 o'clock. Mrs. Emma Bourne opened the proceedings complimenting the people of Tuckahoe and vicinity for their energy in the cause of temperance, telling how the Lord had blessed it even beyond the most sanguine expectations of its ardent and devoted adherents. Mrs. Bourne's address was very effective, and was punctuated at intervals by the applause of the audience.

Short talks were given by Miss Alice Canfield, president of the county, Mrs. Eliza Steelman, daughter of the president of the Tioga (Philadelphia) Union, Mrs. Keeley, Mrs. McCorkie, Rev. Mr. Camp, pastor of the Presbyterian church, Mrs. Ellis, of Newark, secretary of the State Union, Rev. Mr. Hahn, pastor of the M. E. church, and others. At the conclusion of the services a choice supper was served, from 5 to 7 p. m., at a reasonable charge, and the proceeds, quite a large sum, were donated for the benefit of the new hall. The Ocean City pilgrims sailed for home at 6.30 p. m. and reached here in good order and condition at 9 p. m., delighted with their day's experience. Two of them, however, Mrs. Emma Bourne and Miss Alice Canfield remained behind to assist in the evening services in the hall.

WANAMAKER'S. Philadelphia, July 29, 1895. COTTON DRESS STUFFS Some of them haven't been here a week and few in the lots but are the cream of this year's making; foreign and domestic. But the prices are half, often not more than third, the usual. Here is the list: Woven Duck, 10c. Fine cotton. Woven by one of the best mills and sold until a few days ago at 18c. Dress Madras, 10c. Cost more to make, but the clean up carries them in the list. Regular price was 18c. Printed Dimities, 10c. Dainty as the foreign made. Corded Ginghams, 12½c. Only a short time ago they sold at 25c, and when the new ones are made for Spring of '95 that will be the price. Scotch Madras, 15c. A few odd pieces of the Gauze Madras. The finest made in Scotland. Reduced from 45c. English Brilliantine, 12½c. Tinted grounds with small printings of black, and cloth very much like a pique. The regular price is 25c.

Scotch Ginghams, 12½c. A dainty little cord woven in to give them a pretty effect and help the wear. Reduced from 25c.

Broche Batiste, 25c. All black and nearly as fine as the organdies. Reduced from 50c.

French Plumetis, 37½c. Plain and fancy. One of the daintiest cotton cloths made by the Frenchman. Reduced from 60c and 75c.

A Broken Trolley Pole.

The trolley cars stopped running

about five o'clock Friday afternoon.

A rotten pole, which stood almost in front of Rev. B. H. Sanderlin's cottage, on Wesley avenue, between Eighth and Ninth streets, broke off at the ground, without warning, and fell across the railroad tracks, temporarily breaking the electric currents. Workmen under the direction of Electrician Kalbach came

hastily on the ground, fixed up the trolley wires, completing the electric circuit, and set about removing the rotten stump of the pole and putting in another stick. When the pole fell a trolley car was going north, and the pole struck the rear of the roof a glancing blow, inflicting but slight injury. Fortunately there were no passengers in it. The scare and the shock of such a happening and escape from, perhaps, death might have been very serious.

George Bricker, a guest at the Traymore, who was sitting on the hotel verandah at the time the pole fell, said that his attention was aroused by a sharp, cracking sound, and looking whence it came, he saw the pole topple over and fall. "I saw the car," said Mr. Bricker, "and fearing that some one was hurt I hurried over. Look at

that pole; it is rotten clear through. It is a miracle no one was hurt."

Mr. Kalbach explained the accident by saying that the trolley base or head --that is the part of the trolley pole

fastened on the car roof--had caught in the joint formed by the junction of the trolley wire and that between the poles, and the impetus of the car causing a strain, dragged down the pole. The wires, of course, were sagging, and the only way to prevent sagging is to erect higher poles.

The rotten pole besides doing duty as a trolley pole was used as an electric light pole and carried near its top a transformer which weighs 175 pounds and which rendered the pole top-heavy. The traveling public were inconvenienced and annoyed by the interruption, which lasted more than half an hour, and the people residing on the avenue denounced the trolley company for their criminal negligence. The question that is now causing some disquietude among citizens is, how many rotten poles are on the streets, and why are not higher poles used to prevent the sagging of the wires. Bill Tweed, the politician when he held New York City by the throat, used to reply to complaining citizens, "Well, what are you going to do about it?" They did something he did not relish. They put him in jail, where he died, disgraced and despised. What is the Council of Ocean City--what are the citizens--going to do about it?

Pushing Onward. Morally and intellectually there is no question as to the premier position which Ocean City occupies. It has also been pretty well demonstrated that we have a super-abundance of female loveliness and musical culture. The forthcoming display at the Auditorium for the benefit of the First M. E. church will prove, in addition, that Ocean City is not behind in electrical matters.

The display will be under the management of H. M. Kalbach, who is in

charge of the electric-light plant at

Tenth street and West avenue.

"An Ounce of Prevention." Supervisor Andrew Burley and Marshal Conver made a tour of the boardwalk, Monday, to find out broken or defective planks and dangerous railguards, so that repairs may be made immediately. It is never too late to mend, and although several ladies'

dresses have been already torn, and one

lady, Mrs. Hannum, recently got her ankle hurt, pedestrians may reckon upon a surer footway hereafter. But so long as "rail birds" are allowed to perch along the boardwalk, and a number of lazy fellows can be seen in that position every night, the rail-guards will need constant looking after. A quiet hint from the policeman ought to suffice to scatter the "rail-birds."

Reprehensible Conduct.

An incident on the boardwalk about half past eight o'clock Monday night demonstrated the necessity for an increased force of police. Leaving the excursion house and going south the walk is in almost complete darkness until the influence of the nearest electric light is felt. The neighborhood of the bridge crossing the bicycle track seems to have been selected as the rendevous of a gang of loafers. Last night as a number of young women, presumably domestics, were passing, these loafers chirped at them, and made audible comments on their appearance. When the girls had reached the boardwalk at the southerly end of the bridge, and where the darkness is densest, these scamps determined to follow them up, and in a swaggering style they rushed over the bridge jostling people who were walking in either direction, and acting like a lot of drunken loots. Catching up with the girls they tried to force their attentions upon them, even going so far as to fling their polluting arms around some. The girls showed their displeasure, and escaped from the boardwalk at the Twelfth street pathway. The interference of any one to prevent these insults would have, no doubt, been roughly resented by these burly fellows. Where were the police--rather where was the solitary officer who is supposed to be, like Sir Boyle Roche's bird, in two places at the same time? He was down in the ne ighborhood of the Casino, when last seen, and was patroling northward, attending to business as best he knew how. It is getting to be a serious question, how long this indifference of the authorities is going to last. If a gang of rowdies can terrorize ladies on the boardwalk with immunty, so far as the municipal authorites are concerned, the people may take the matter into their own hands. Any way, as an immediate relief, another electric light should be put up in that locality at once.

Prowling Fishermen.

The menhaden fishermen appear to

be getting very bold in their depredations. They have been in shore off this city several times during the past fortnight, no doubt picking up thousands of food fish that are seeking

retreat in the inside waters. It is reported that they went close to Sea

Isle City on Monday and Tuesday last--so close that a stone could easily have been thrown into their nets.

HOTEL BRIGHTON, R. R. SOOY, Proprietor. SEVENTH AND OCEAN AVENUE, OCEAN CITY, NEW JERSEY. FIRST-CLASS HOUSE. DIRECTLY ON THE BEACH.

WM. LAKE, C. E.,

REAL ESTATE AGENT.

Surveying, Conveyancing, Commissioner of Deeds, Notary Public, Master in Chancery

Secretry Ocean City Building and Loan Association. Lots for sale or exchange. Houses to

rent, furnished or unfurnished. Deeds, Bonds, Mortgages, Wills and Contracts carefully drawn. Abstracts of titles carefully prepared. Experience of more than twenty-five years. Office--Sixth street and Asbury avenue. P. O. Box 225. WM. LAKE.

Absecon Items. Mosquitos are very plentiful and annoying. The wedding of Miss May Madden and Captain John J. Townsend took place yesterday at noon in the Presbyterian church, followed by a reception at the residence of Dr. Madden. J. L. Mathews is offering his house and stable here for sale or rent, as he will shortly vacate it to take occupancy of his new cottage in Galloway town-

ship.

WANAMAKER'S. POCKET KODAK, $5 Size 2x3x4 inches; made of aluminum and leather and weighs 6½ ounces. 10c for mailing. Takes snap shot pictures or time exposures, as occasion requires. The pictures are 1½x2 inches, usually mounted on cards 3x3½ inches. You can take flash-light pictures with them, first-rate. Full directions for developing, which isn't half the bother most people consider it. Learn to do it yourself. If you will not, we'll do that part--don't cost much. The Kodak is loaded

ready for use. Reload it for a quarter. What is a better souvenir of an outing than a bunch of views of your own making? A Kodak catches wonderful bits of scenery. This isn't a toy--it is practi-

cal, durable, charming.

All other worthy sorts of photographic outfits, and every item of supplies, go to make up this department--and an expert has charge of it. He

is helpful.

Y. CORSON, REAL ESTATE AGENT, AND LICENSED AUCTIONEER, No. 721 Asbury Avenue, Ocean City, N. J. Properties for sale. Boarding houses and cottages for rent in all parts of the city. Correspondence solicited.

THE OCEAN CITY REAL ESTATE EXCHANGE.

W. E. MASSEY & CO., Real Estate and Insurance Agents.

Lots for sale or exchange. Houses to rent. Deeds, bonds or mortgages drawn. Loans negotiated. A number of bargains in lots.

W. E. MASSEY & CO. 811 Asbury Avenue, Ocean City, N. J. Next to the Post-office. P. O. Box, 335.

Musical and Literary Entertainment. The fair for the benefit of the free library of the W. C. T. U., last Thursday night, netted about $40. But the ladies are not through with their commendable work. They propose to give those whom business or domestic engagements prevented from patronizing the fair, an opportunity to participate in the good cause by attending a musical and elocutionary entertainment in the parlors of The Illinois next Thursday evening. Miss S. Jennie Massey and Miss Lucy Burnley will be heard on that occasion.

Shutting the Stable Door. The Atlantic City authorities, aroused

by the Casino disaster, are now probing for weak spots in all public places where people congregate. The boardwalk, as well as all amusement buildings, has been inspected, and the authorities have combined the material with the moral by also looking into the character of the amusements, and ordering a strict watch upon frisky young men

and women.

The Ocean City authorities might take a hint from this.

WANAMAKER'S. Philadelphia, July 22, 1895. The flattery of imitation fills advertising columns and storekeepers' minds. It may be the least wearing kind of hot-weather work. It may be quite as successful as would be their prosy original work. But there is one interested party keeping a watchful eye--the Public.

Figures may be doing upright work but not telling all the

story, or figures in big type may be depended upon to overwhelm you. But they do not. There never was a time when your self-interest guided you here so constantly. There shall be no time when that interest is served as well as elsewhere.

FINE STORM SERGE, 50c

Have to say it just that way. Most Storm

Serge is good, but

not

dressy. This is good

and

dressy. Sold 917

pieces

or bolts of this

one serge. Piled up, these

bolts would tower 611

feet high--which wouldn't be worth printing unless we added that not a yard has been complained of. It is perfect. Blue and black. 45 inch, 50c. The coloring is no better in $2 goods. All-wool Black Crepon. Counted by the width it is a cent an inch; counted any way it is just half price. Perfect black, perfect every way. 50c a yard instead of $1.

WANAMAKER'S. PHILADELPHIA, July 22, 1895.

SEWING MACHINES With all unnecessary expenses lopped off Ten Dollars is enough to buy the best Hand Sewing Machine made --The Quaker City. Full and liberal set of attachments.

Quaker City Sewing Machines, with treadle, $18 to $35--which means machines equal in every way to the $40 to $60 ones sold in the old-

fashioned expensive way.

At $25 and $35 the machines have drop-heads, protecting the works from dust and making the cases doubly attractive as pieces of furni-

ture. JOHN WANAMAKER.

T. LEE ADAMS, Paper Hanging, Sign Painting, Graining. HOUSE PAINTING In all its branches. Artistic workmanship, promptness reliability. Moderate Prices. Residence: SEVENTH AND ASBURY P. O. Box 85 E. CLINTON & CO., Manufacturers and Importers of BRUSHES, 1008 MARKET, and 8 S. TENTH ST., PHILADELPHIA, PA.

Joseph G. Champion, ARCHITECT,

CONTRACTOR AND BUILDER. Plans and specifications fur-

nished.

Terms reasonable. WEST AVE. AND EIGHTH ST., Ocean City, N. J.

This space is reserved for W. L. BERRY, Manufacturing Jeweler, NO. 22 SOUTH SECOND ST., Philadelphia, Pa. Repairing a specialty.

FOR SALE.

Lot 728 Asbury avenue, above 3d, 60x100; recently flagged, $275

Lot 638 Corner Second and Wesley avenue; 50x105, $600

Lot 153 Wesley avenue, above First; 50x120, $350 Lot 539 Corner Asbury avenue and 22nd St.; 40x100, $200

Lot 169 Ocean avenue, corner First street; 50x125, $600 GEORGE G. LENNIG, 123 Walnut St., Philadelphia. IRA S. CHAMPION, Wholesale and Retail Dealer in ICE CREAM. LEADING MILK DEALER OF OCEAN CITY. All kinds of Soft Drinks and Confectionery. Cool and airy cream parlors, where a corps of attentive waiters are in attendance. Seventh Street and Asbury Avenue.

HAVE YOU TRIED CHEW'S Cough and Consumption REMEDY? If not, procure a bottle at once and give it a trial. It cures all Chronic and Lingering Coughs, Arthma, Bronchitis, Inflammation and Weakness of the Lungs, Colds, Hoarseness, Sore Throat and Soreness in the Chest. PREPARED BY J. W. CHEW, Manufacturer and Proprietor. On sale at Abbott's Pharmacy, Seventh street and Asbury avenue, Ocean City, N. J.

Good golds, 10 cents up; micas and

blancks, 8 and 10 cents. Satisfaction

guaranteed. A liberal discount on

paper hanging paid within 10 days.

B. R. Smith & Sons, 1046 Asbury Ave.